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admiral Robert Pearry
Cearry Arctic Club
New York City, N.Y.
Honorablessir,
Please accept this little token as a
mark of respect, It is with lofty feelings
of Pride Dadmire your greatest
acchievements, The discovery of the
north Pole,
With best wishes from an humble
citizen of your native Town, I'am
Respectfully yours,
acknowledge Receipt) JamesJ Cresson McCartury Pac
Peary, "The Discoverer".
The good ship "Roosevelt" for an Artic voyage was built
It's Mission North was Science and Research
Twa's manned by men as brave as ever crossed the wave
Who on top of Mother Earth were bound to perch.
Say's Pearry to his men we now must try again
The discoverer must be from our Land".
On that memorable day they proudly sailed away
With brave Leiutenant Pearry in command.
This task he oft had tried, resolved to do or die
Then surrounded by his comrades good and true
The failure of the past to ocean winds he cast
More confident than ever with his crew.
The unknown North he found then in raptures gazed around
and beheld the Snow and Ice and Artic seas
He had reached the long sought goal, and discovered the North Pole
The unfurled the stars and stripes upon the breeze.
Now he's home once more other mysteries to explore
Let the honor that is due go to his name
He has bravely fought and won he's Comumbia's native son
and entitled to adorn the"hall of fame."
Chorus
All Hail commander "Pearry" likewise your gallant crew
Who sailed away in grand array across the qater blue
Your uncle "Sammy" told you when he bid you all goodbye
To find the"top" for on that spot the "Stars and Stripes" should fly.
After
days, return to
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THE POLE CONQUERORS.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards
all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail Not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no blackness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming
will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce
wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their
souls
Courage to die -- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their
thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward
the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they
travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In the Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed
quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the
world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of
man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their
teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They
have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden -- dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The stars that led
The leaders of this quest have held the
world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall they fail. They never fail who
light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. They shall find the
strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For these indomitable, destined souls,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift their warm lips to the Frozen
Grail.
Elsa Barker.
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just after my return from the North
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PAI
ly recovered. He had a leg broken
NEWSY NOTES
a day before the wedding by falling
under an automobile. "Nicky Ben" is
the pet collie of Mrs. McAdoo. He is
the constant companion of McAdoo's
stablished:
children.
GATHERED AT
A. Z. Hunt, a noted, veteran Po-
tomac river fiesherman, is today the
envied of all local disciples of Izaak
CAPITAL CITY
Walton. The envy is inspired by what
is claimed to be a "record catch" in
all history of Potomac bass fishing-
incidentally famo'is through the coun-
try-of a big, small-mouth black bass.
Several Amusing Incidents
Hunt's catch tipped the scales at 61/2
To Enliven Nation's
pounds. It measured 221/2 inches and
was landed after a play of 20 minutes
Busy Men.
above the dam at the famous Great
Falls of the Potomac.
By BURTON K. STANDISH.
A "Rip Van Winkle" of the civil
(Written for the United Press.)
war is on the rolls today of the Kit
WASHINGTON, July 6.-The
Carson post, No. 2, Department of
Peary-Cook North Polar controversy
the Potomac of the Grand Army of
is still creating occasional amuse-
the Republic, in the person of Jede-
ment in Washington. A newspaper
dish W. Higgins. According to asser-
man was standing on a street cor-
tions to friends, Higgins never knew
ner waiting for a car the other day
until a few days ago that a G. A. R.
when Rear Admiral Peary, head
existed. He went to New Zealand
erect, shoulders back, marched past.
after the war closed, in Salvation
"Know who that is?" inquired a
Army work, and never knew of the
passerby, admiringly of the newspa-
veterans' organization. He fought in
per man. "No," said the newspaper
the 173d New York volunteer infan-
man, to see what the "free guide"
try.
would say. "That's the man who dis
covered the North Pole," said his new
Mark Thistlethwaite was perform-
friend. importantly. "You don't say.
ing the duties of his office, secretary
Is that Dr. Cook?" said the newspa-
to the vice president of the United
per man, in pretended amazement,
States, the other morning by opening
looking after Admiral Peary.
the vice president's mail. Suddenly,
Too disgusted for words, the "free
as he read a letter, he ceased his
guide" walked away.
whistling, and became sad.
"What's the matter?" inquired a
Mixing music and statistics, esti-
friend. "Here's a man," said Mark,
mates are made here that residents
"who has just named a baby after
of the national capital receive free
President Wilson. Do you suppose if
band concerts every summer worth
he had a baby next year the honor
$100,000. Four and often more con-
will fall to me?" "What would the
certs are given weekly in the public
baby's name be then?" inquired the
parks, the most largely attended be-
visitor. "Mark Thistlethwaite Long,"
ing those of the "President's Own"
said Mark, sadly.
Marine band at the capitol on Wed-
nesdays and White house grounds on
White clothes are the only things
Saturdays. The army engineers and
to wear in summer, Secretary of
various cavalry and infantry bands
State Bryan thinks. He wears them
himself and advises all his friends to
play at other parks.
do the same.
"Shirt sleeve justice" was a hot
"I'm glad to see the newspaper
weather innovation at the United
men putting on linen suits," he said.
States supreme court, according to
"It's a great relief in this hot city.
Dame Rumor. Dignity and heavy
I didn't think much of them, but Mrs.
coats were doffed by the staid jus-
Bryan said I had to ge a white suit
tices, it was reported, but all un-
-so I did-and I wouldn't change
known to the lawyers and spectators
now for anything.
attending the sessions The varn
could not be verified because of the
heavy flowing silken robes.
CASTORIA
"Nicky Ben," one of the guests In-
vited to the wedding of Secretary of
For Infants and Children
the Treasury McAdoo and Miss
In Use For Over 30 Years
Fleanor Wilson, who, spent the wed-
ding day and some time afterward
Always bears
the
in a hospital, is out again; complete-
Signature of
Clearance
er Wash
(
g, we put on a big clean-up sale of our entire stock of Summer
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rices will tell how it's being done:
Wash Goods
Domestic Specials
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at
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MILWAUKEE WIS. NEWS
OCTOBER 20, 1914.
WHERE, OH, WHERE?
Where, oh, where, is Mrs. Pankhurst?
Doesn't anybody know?
What's become of old man Huerta?
Where did Felix Diaz go?
Haven't heard a word from Funston
Since he touched a foreign shore.
Where are Dr. Cook and Peary?
What's become of Theodore?
Where's the old Chautauqua circuit
That we heard so much about?
And that war in Colorado?
Missing-yes, beyond a doubt.
Where is Wanamaker's airship
And the brave Lieutenant Porte?
Where's that railroad rate decision
That was sent down by the court?
What's become of Capt. Hobson?
Where's the Ulster conflict now?
Where is old Sir Thomas Lipton?
Missing, too, you must allow.
Where are all the baseball heroes?
Where has old Cip Castro strayed?
Where, oh, where, is Dr. Friedmann
And his cure, oh, where delayed?
Tell us where's Sir Edward Carson?
What's become of Carrie Catt?
Where's the feathers, light and heavies,
All the heroes of the mat?
Where are all these old space eaters?
Find 'em, brother, if you can.
The old first page is nothing
Like it was when war begun.
*
little check at Solferino. ac-
Guand
on
no! far from it. We should only
ve had to send down another corps
rmee, and the enemy would have
obliged to evacuate Milan again
quick time. But you know, Martha,
other things are concerned-gen-
1 interests and principles. We re-
nced the further prosecution of the
for this reason: in order to secure
A rare bargair
other principalities in Italy which
oak, and uphols
menaced-those that the captain
leather over the
the Sardinian robbers, with his
Sale price
ench hangman-ally, would be glad
fall upon also. They want to ad-
ce against Modena, Tuscany-where
you know, dynasties are in power
ated to our own imperial family-
even against Rome, against the
e, the Vandals. If we do provision-
give up Lombardy, yet we keep
etia all the time, and are able to
ure the south Italian states and the
See of our support. So you per-
that it is merely for political
sons, and in the interest of the bal-
2
of power in Europe-"
Oh, yes, father," I broke in; "I per.
it. But oh that these reasons had
Mailed before Magenta!" I continued,
ling bitterly. Then, to change the
place in history, V
mect, I pointed to a parcel of books
shall any longer k
had come in that day from Vienna.
that English book
eee here! the bookseller has sent
words."
I did mark them
everal things on approval. Amongst
#
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there is the work of an English
ral philosopher-one Darwin-The
Four years later
now seventeen and
Stin of Species, and he calls our at-
were to be preser
to it as being of special inter-
this occasion I
and likely to be of epoch-making
would also again
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LYONS, N. Y. REPUBLICAN
OCTOBER 23, 1914.
HERE AND HEREABOUTS
WHERE?
here, oh, where, is Mrs. Pankhurst?
Doesn't anybody know?
What's become of old man Huerta?
Where did Felix Diaz go?
Haven't heard a word from Funston
Since he touched a foreign shore.
here are Dr. Cook and Peary?
What's become of Theodore?
here's the old Chantauqua circuit
That we heard so much about?
And that war in Colorado?
Missing-yes, beyond a doubt.
here is Wanamaker's airship
And the brave Lieutenant Porte?
here's that railroad rate decision
That was sent down by the court?
hat's become of Captain Hobson?
Where's the Ulster conflict now?
here is old Sir Thomas Lipton?
Missing. too, you must allow.
here are all the baseball heroes?
Where has old Cip Castro strayed?
Where, oh, where is Dr. Friedmann
And his cure, oh, where delayed?
Tell us, where's Sir Edward Carson?
What's become of Carrie Catt?
Where's the feathers, light and heavies,
All the heroes of the ma?
Where are all these old space eaters?
Find 'em, brotner, if you can.
The old first page is nothing
Like it was when war begun.
Roy K. Moulton's "On the Spur of the
Moment."
NJP
acuse called on friends and relatives
in town on Sunday.
Lincoln Dratt is very ill at present
writing.
Nelson Garlock of Palmyra took
lunch at Mrs. L. Dratt's on Thursday.
The Misses Maud Aikins and Gladys
Walker attended teachers' meeting at
Lyons on Saturday.
Earl Taylor of Rochester was home
over Sunday.
Misses Hattie Crofoot and Ina Moss
of Syracuse are spending the week in
town.
Mr. and Mrs. George Schouten
spent from Friday until Monday with
his brother in Sterling.
Mrs. R. D. Newton of Savannah
spent over Sunday at G. J. Wilson's.
Mrs. Jessie Mitchell of Rose visited
her father, Wm. Clapp, over Sunday.
Mrs. George Nichols is entertaining
her sister from Jordan.
The King's Daughters of the M. P.
Church will hold a Measuring Social
in the church parlors Friday, October
23d. All come and enjoy a good time.
ELSA BARKERS
"FROZEN GRAIL
^ Poet Who Shows Herself
Responsive to the World-
Spirit of the Present
Day
By JESSIE B.
her remarkable poem upon the
I
Russian Breshkovskaya, Mrs.
Elsa Barker asks:
What are the ends and purposes of
bugle
lips
sound
great
deed
is
rising
like
In own day this is so rarely the
of song that when poet the
vision
the
great
deed,
poet alive the significance of 10-
day. becomes, as Mrs. Barker, Its in-
terpreter, one turns with hope to her
song
Whether poetry be more aloof
from Its period than other arts-
whether, indeed versal poetry has
anything do with periods ques-
tion whose aspect Invites dis-
cussion,
The
poet
who
reflect
America this year of must
sing of science of invention of monop-
oly, of the frenzy of material acquist-
tion, of thousand hings that
but
are
the stuff from which great
poetry made There is poetry in the
magic in he
thought that one may be, as Shelley
to
the
west
wind, the freed elated pilgrim of the
skies:
but
there
no
poetry
in
the
tomoblie, the valiant efforts of Mr.
Percy to the in the
main the poet who, in madness of
modernity attempts to celebrate his
own time, focusses upon the material
and and ceeds only in con-
veying crass realism. Even so fine
in artist Arthur Upson, by
the prophetic obligation of song. pro-
duced, some months before his death
group upon themes touch-
Ing our sordid modern life, ex-
hibited only violence of phras at ut.
er with strained harmo-
nious art It hanced that these son-
were published in group hich
light and shade, be had
eluded the exquisite lines, Vers la
Vie, One could scarcely imagine
more forceful contrast. once the
imagination seized upon Vers Vie
and swept aside the thers abortive.
That our poets shall to-day
in terms of its ons and
mmation by no means de-
voutly to be wished, but that shall
appeal to them in its aspect
its motive forces. its tendencies: that
they shall have vision of life ex-
presses Hself shall respond in
short, the zeitgelst- not only be
desired but demanded every poet.
This mand, however none too fre-
quently complied with, so that the poet
who has the vision to discern the
finer elements our gross materiali
to the purpose in
this period of apparent spiritual retro-
gression, stands out modern art
with
signal
distin
Mrs. Barker might say of life, as
live
your
o Life. that may accord with so
responsive is she to the world spirit
and eager reveal the splendor of the
soul as fulfills the behest of this
spirit The Frozen Grail her tribute
to Peary and his men, first
at the beginning of his last expedition
and now issued with other poems, has
attained, haps, wider publicity than
any poem by an America since Edwin
Markham' Man with a Hoe. Not
only that it came at the hologien
moment, that had the
certain great of song. that
in its apotheosis of the human will Ht
swept away all limitations, leaving only
the sense of an spir GAT pow.
or one can read these the
out ing from them in-
spiration the poem become not only
symbolical,
but
universa
the
that essays the
purpose
may
take
him.
self
lines:
They
Their
the of the Race
The poem is not without Its level
but these throw into relief
its
(ine
heights
of
beauty
doubt,
by
desire
to
unity
the
Mrs.
Barker
has
only
such
poems
with the Frozen Grall, Thus
the collection has the in
spirational mood. the high
quality
but
from tho
of all poems upon love and
kindred themes upon which the poet
has elsewhere written so
One unfamiliar with her work other
phases will not gain from this collec-
tion that sense music and color that
warmth and richness of phrase which
distinguish her ther themes: but he
will gain a her. art
y individual and perhaps more vital
character
Mrs. Barker is preoccupled with es-
her work belongs to De
Quincey loved to designate as the lit.
of power. She
in the great sense the that
sees, as noted, the
in the world and how the world
spirit type, not
only to advance he_universal purpose,
but to restore the self-faith and reaf-
firm the power of humanity. She sees
the tragedy. the
the
pathos,
the
haos,
of
life,
but
she
of morrow which faith.
ng
either
in
the
universal
aspect of life colors her
the work
ho chords and
deep
experi-
Indeed,
the
volume
a
of
the
soul's
of that finer coines
only by the Immemorial way of pain
sacrifice.
Its
keynote
in
the
ouplet
only be who behind
with God upon the otmost
This is certainly not the note of
of Stirner of the prophets
of egoism abroad in the
to day but the note older
and higher egoism that indetl its life
by losing it. xpressed again in
the lines to the exile Breshko skaya
For you are free of self and free of
Those born shades that lie in
wait
steps out upon the wind-
That pain, to human entness and
Mrs. Barker is the prophet of that
self which is
the the spiritual
and not of the self-faith which boasts
its vincibility through
of this law. In the
Jesse Bethel in Mrs. Barker ro-
mance, published last year. one has
and in this
+
may find elaborate more fully all
that to which she
her ait.
We have dwelt upon the inspira
note The ozen Grall and Other
Poems," since the ollection ends to
emphasize this note, but Mrs. Barker
has written both here and here
upon many themes and with varied
these poignant and dra-
matic lines from the present volume
may cited illustrative:
merry Marie
It haunts heart memory
found.
my baby you unde hear round. drear
Why flows golden wine. Marie,
feverishly
my hirst reller tears have
never
cup sloke.
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To Peary and His Band:
By ELSA BARKER.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards
all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song.
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his
post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and
hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warned with their own
flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce
wind
From Areturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their
souls
Courage to die-if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their
thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward
the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they
travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grall-chapel - of their stern-vowed
quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce
the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Naz-
arene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of
man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet.
They catch the bit of Death between their
teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They
have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be
taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fall who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. He shall find the
strange,
The white Immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared.
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail
New York Times
Standard him July/2/08
THE FLAG THAT TOPS THE WORLD
By Leigh Mitchell Hodges
Y
OU MAY sing a song of banners that are brave against
the breeze,
Of flags that ne'er in time of need are furl'd;
You may boast the battle ensigns that have swept the seven
seas,
But I toast the starry flag that tops the world!
Where the purple cold eternal
Seals the doom of all things vernal,
It is blooming with the beauty of a cause that cannot die;
Where the wind is Death in motion
Flying o'er a frozen ocean,
It is smiling at the outer worlds against the frozen sky.
And the pole that bears the blossom of the old Red, White and
Blue,
Is the axis of the ball on which we're whirl'd,-
O, it's fine to see her floating from the rod that holds us true!
So uncover to the flag that tops the world!
'Round its base the hosts of nations
Through all coming generations
Will be circling in the life-march till the spear of Time is
hurl'd,
And by land or water faring
Not a man can get his bearing
Till his compass-needle points him to the flag that tops the
world!
Copyright, 1909. by Leigh Mitchell Hodges. All rights reserved.)
DR. N. T. GLENN DIES GREEN FOODS LOWER;
FROM TOO HARD WORK HOUSEWIVES REJOICE
Promising Young Physician's Life Plenty of Fruits and Vegetables
Ends in a Nervous
Offered at Moderate
Breakdown.
Prices.
BORN IN PHILADELPHIA
QUALITY VERY GOOD
Slowly but surely prices of vegetable
and fruits are going down, and all ove
the country housekeepers are giving sigh
of relief.
PEARY AT THE POLE.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
About the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the neversetting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
The goal is won. The dogs, prone on ice,
Lap at the frozen surface of the sea;
While, grouped apart, their brown-faced
masters watch,
With steady, trustful eyes, the stern White
Man,
Whose word is law, whose will is destiny.
Stilled is the querulous barking of the
dogs;
The grit and grind of sledge on snow and
ice;
Stilled is the whistling intake of the
breath,
The labored rise and fall of o'er taxed
lungs;
Stilled is the dreadful throbbing in the
brain
That told of toil, privation, sleepless
nights.
The empty whiteness of the Arctic day,
The empty whiteness of the Arctic night;
The hours which are but figures on a dial--
The Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon
The desolation of a lifeless world,
Seem beautiful in the tired eyes of one
Whose life has been a living sacrifice,
And, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds
The Dream of his lost youth made manifest.
The dream made manifest. At last, At last,
After long years of failure, hope deferred,
His work is ended.
Toil without recompense, unjust repreach, N
The goal is won. White desclation lies
Around the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the neversetting
sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
But Peace is in his heart, and o'er the
Pole,
Blown trim and taut by the wild Arctic
wind,
Floats the fair flag he loved and served
so well--
The Red of patriot blood in battle shed;
The White of willing human sacrifice;
The Blue of Heaven and eternal hope.
Lambert R. Thomas.
PEARY AT THE POLE.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
About the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
The goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,
Lap at the frozen surface of the sea;
While, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,
With steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,
Whose word is law, whose will is destiny.
Stilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;
The grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;
Stilled is the whistling intake of the breath,
The labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;
Stilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain
That told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.
The empty whiteness of the Arctic day,
The empty whiteness of the Arctic night;
The hours which are but figures on a dial -
The Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -
The desolation of a lifeless world,
Seem beautiful in the tired eyes of one
Whose life has been a living sacrifice,
And, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds
The Dream of his lost youth made manifest.
The dream made manifest. At last, At last,
After long years of failure, hope deferred,
Toil without recompense, unjust reproach,
His work is ended. Love is his once more.
-2-
How often in the dead years, wakeful, still,
Has he not heard above the wailing wind -
Above the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;
Above the ceaseless straining of the ship;
Above the beating of his lonely heart,
Left desolate by his sad destiny -
Sweet voices calling to him from afar;
Sweet voices calling to him from the South:
While phantom forms of wife and children stood,
White wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
Around the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
But peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,
Blown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,
Floats the fair flag he loved and served so well -
The Red of patriot blood in battle shed;
The White of willing human sacrifice;
The Blue of heaven and eternal hope.
He stands and watches, weary but erect,
With one hand lifted to salute the flag.
Frederick Rosslyn.
Lambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,
Philadelphia, Pa.
PEARY AT THE POLE.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
About the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
The goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,
Lap at the frozen surface of the sea;
While, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,
With steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,
Whose word is law, whose will is destiny.
Stilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;
The grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;
Stilled is the whistling intake of the breath,
The labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;
Stilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain
That told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.
The empty whiteness of the Arctic day,
The empty whiteness of the Arctic night;
The hours which are but figures on a dial -
The Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -
The desolation of a lifeless world,
Seem beautiful in the tired eyes of one
Whose life has been a living sacrifice,
And, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds
The Dream of his lost youth made manifest.
The dream made manifest. At last, At last,
After long years of failure, hope deferred,
Toil without recompense, unjust reproach,
His work is ended. Love is his once more.
-2-
How often in the dead years, wakeful, still,
Has he not heard above the wailing wind -
Above the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;
Above the ceaseless straining of the ship;
Above the beating of his lonely heart,
Left desolate by his sad destiny -
Sweet voices calling to him from afar;
Sweet voices calling to him from the South:
While phantom forms of wife and children stood,
White wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
Around the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
But peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,
Blown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,
Floats the fair flag he loved and served so well -
The Red of patriot blood in battle shed;
The White of willing human sacrifice;
The Blue of heaven and eternal hope.
He stands and watches, weary but erect,
With one hand lifted to salute the flag.
Frederick Rosslyn.
Lambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,
Philadelphia, Pa.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
Around the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
But peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,
Blown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,
Floats the fair flag he loved and served so well -
The Red of patriot blood in battle shed;
The White of willing human sacrifice;
The Blue of heaven and eternal hope.
He stands and watches, weary but erect
With one hand lifted to salute, the flag
Frederick Rosslyn.
Lambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,
Philadelphia, Pa.
PEARY AT THE POLE.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
About the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
The goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,
Lap at the frozen surface of the sea;
While, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,
With steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,
Whose word is law, whose will is destiny.
Stilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;
The grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;
Stilled is the whistling intake of the breath,
The labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;
Stilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain
That told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.
The empty whiteness of the Arctic day,
The empty whiteness of the Arctic night;
The hours which are but figures on a dial -
The Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -
The desolation of a lifeless world,
Seem beautiful in the tired eyes of one
Whose life has been a living sacrifice,
And, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds
The Dream of his lost youth made manifest.
The dream made manifest. At last, At last,
After long years of failure, hope deferred,
Toil without recompense, unjust reproach,
His work is ended.
PEARY AT THE POLE.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
About the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
The goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,
Lap at the frozen surface of the sea;
While, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,
With steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,
Whose word is law, whose will is destiny.
Stilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;
The grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;
Stilled is the whistling intake of the breath,
The labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;
Stilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain
That told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.
The empty whiteness of the Arctic day,
The empty whiteness of the Arctic night;
The hours which are but figures on a dial -
The Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -
The desolation of a lifeless world,
Seem beautiful in the tired eyes of one
Whose life has been a living sacrifice,
And, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds
The Dream of his lost youth made manifest.
The dream made manifest. At last, At last,
After long years of failure, hope deferred,
Toil without recompense, unjust reproach,
His work is ended. Love is his once more.
-2-
How often in the dead years, wakeful, still,
Has he not heard above the wailing wind -
Above the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;
Above the ceaseless straining of the ship;
Above the beating of his lonely heart,
Left desolate by his sad destiny -
Sweet voices calling to him from afar;
Sweet voices calling to him from the South:
While phantom forms of wife and children stood,
White wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
Around the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
But peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,
Blown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,
Floats the fair flag he loved and served so well i
The Red of patriot blood in battle shed;
The White of willing human sacrifice;
The Blue of heaven and eternal hope.
He stands and watches, weary but erect,
With one hand lifted to salute the flag.
Frederick Resslyn.
Lambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,
Philadelphia, Pa.
PEARY AT THE POLE.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
About the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
The goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,
Lap at the frozen surface of the sea;
While, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,
With steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,
Whose word is law, whose will is destiny.
Stilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;
The grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;
Stilled is the whistling intake of the breath,
The labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;
Stilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain
That told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.
The empty whiteness of the Arctic day,
The empty whiteness of the Arctic night;
The hours which are but figures on a dial -
The Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -
The desolation of a lifeless world,
Seem beautiful in the tired eyes of one
Whose life has been a living sacrifice,
And, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds
The Dream of his lost youth made manifest.
The dream made manifest. At last, At last,
After long years of failure, hope deferred,
Toil without recompense, unjust reproach,
His work 18 ended. Love is his once more.
-2-
How often in the dead years, wakeful, still,
Has he not heard above the wailing wind -
Above the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;
Above the ceaseless straining of the ship;
Above the beating of his lonely heart,
Left desolate by his sad destiny -
Sweet voices calling to him from afar;
Sweet voices calling to him from the South:
While phantom forms of wife and children stood,
White wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.
The goal is won. White desolation lies
Around the ageless axle of the earth;
While robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun
Circles above a world where life is not.
But peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,
Blown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,
Floats the fair flag he loved and served so well -
The Red of patriot blood in battle shed;
The White of willing human sacrifice;
The Blue of heaven and eternal hope.
He stands and watches, weary but erect,
With one hand lifted to salute the flag.
Frederick Resslyn.
Lambert R. Thomas
507 North Seventh Street,
Philadelphia, Pa.
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
2
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
from the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
3
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
ESLA BARKER.
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window. of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
2
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
from the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
3
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
ESLA BARKER.
Conquirurs
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the logends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When sclitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentiner Office guarde
The doore of the forbidden - dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
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That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The starsthat NE lead
The leadersof this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
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And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame try
From the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined souls
Born to endure the glory of her eyes .
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
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THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When sclitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
-2-
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white.immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
KLSA BARKER.
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
-2-
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
ELSA BARKER.
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
-2-
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
ELSA BARKER.
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
-2-
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
ELSA BARKER.
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PEARY'S SLEDGE.
Rude sledge, that shalt the mortal
(By George Edward Woodberry)
relic be,
When he is nanieless dust of that
strong soul
Es
Who Pole, won the great adventur. of the
1884
I thee, read the lineaments of fate In
Thou art the image of necestrity,
Framed of denial, the wise will's
control -
Loast will do most, Spare all,
and win the whole,"
Thou sayest,-"Art life, are broth-
ers unto me.
So was the soul accoutred, in and
out;
So stood he on the gray roof of the
world,
Gazing on heavens he lifted up from
earth;
Illimitable chaos round about
Knelt to his flag; victor, beneath
him whirled
Earth's axis; and within him was
man's mirth.
chier. All were
,
one local courts decreed
A
ine against the Duke for negli-
ce, in allowing his OX to stray
the railroad line, thereby endan-
ing traffic.
Sut the lawyer of the Duke carried
case to appeal, and demanded a
ersal of the judgment, on the
Cit
und that the Duke, being a. mem-
of the Senate, was according
the terms of the national con-
tution exempt from the jurisdict-
A
of all tribunals, save that of the
Bo
THE FROZEN GRAIL.
To Peary and his band.
Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,
The dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,
While these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?
Here is a theme to shake the heart of Song,
And make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.
What shall prevail against the spirit of man,
When solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,
And the white menace of uncertainty
Prevail not? Dante in his frozen hell
Shivering endured no bleakness like the void
These men have warmed with their own flaming will
And peopled with their visions. The fierce wind
From Arcturus in their faces, at their backs
The whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls
Courage to die- if death should be the price
Of the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,
They climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.
They lay themselves the road whereby they travel,
And sue God for a franchise. Does He watch
Behind the window of the Northern Lights?
In that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,
2
Ninety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,
Will they behold the splendor of His face?
To conquer the world must man renounce the world?
These have renounced it. Had ye only faith
Ye might move mountains, said the Nazarene.
Why, these have faith to move the zones of man
Out to the point where All and Nothing meet!
They catch the bit of death between their teeth
In one wild dash to trample the unknown
And leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared
Even to defy the sentinel that guards
The doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl
Their breathing bodies after the Ideal,
That like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken
Only by violence. The star that leads
The leader of this quest has held the world
True to its orbit for a million years.
And shall he fail? They never fail who light
Their lamp of faith at the unwavering flame
Burnt for the altar service of the Race
From the beginning. He shall find the strange,
The white immaculate Virgin of the North,
Whose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,
Whose icy hand no human ever grasped.
In the dread silence and the solitude
3
She waits and listens through the centuries
For one indomitable, destined soul,
Born to endure the glory of her eyes
And lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.
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Making Him Comfortable
Commodore Peary, discussing hotels with
a Washington reporter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more and
more, luxurious. Every bedroom now has
its private bath and dressing-room. These
hotels can't do enough to make you com-
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Est
and smilled.
"In fact," he said, "when I stopped, just 884
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OMMODORE PEARY, discussing
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porter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more
and more luxurious. Every bedroom
now has its private bath and dressing
room. These hotels can't do enough
, 1884
to make you comfortable."
Commodore Peary stroked his mus-
tache and smiled.
"In fact," he said, "when I stopped,
Just after my return from the north
pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious ho-
tel, Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his
hands and said anxiously:
"We shall do everything to make
you feel at home. Would you like a
nice large cake of ice in your bed,
sir'?"
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Obliging.
[From the New York Globe.]
Commodore Peary, discussing hotels
with a Washington reporter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more
and more luxurious. Every bedroom
now has its private bath and dressing
room. These hotels can't do enough to
ork, 1884
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Commodore Peary stroked his mous-
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"In fact," he said, "when I stopped,
just after my return from the North
Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,
Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands
and said anxiously:
"We shall do everything to make you
feel at home. Would you like a nice
large cake of ice in your bed, sir."
time of the Franco-German war in
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now has its private bath and dressing-
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"In fact," he said, "when I stopped
just after my return from the North
Pole, at Simeon Ford's hotel, Mr. Ford
bowed and rubbed his hands and said
anxiously:
"We shall do everything to make
you feel at home. Would you like a
nice large cake of ice in your bed, sir?"
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Commodore Peary, discussing hotels
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"Modern hotels are becoming more and
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These hotels can't do enough to make
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Commodore Peary stroked his mous-
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"In fact," he said, "when I stopped,
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to him by fellow Greeks, was dis-
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given the man $276 to hand to his
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Commodore Peary, discussing hotels
with a Washington reporter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more
and more luxurious. Every bedroom
now has its private bath and dressing-
room. These hotels can't do enough
to make you comfortable."
Commodore Peary stroked his mus-
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"In fact," he said. "when I stopped.
just after my return from the north
pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious
hotel. Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed
his hands and said anxiously:
"We shall do everything to make
you feel at home. Would you like a
nice, large cake of ice in your bed,
sir?"
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Making Him Comfortable
Commodore Peary, discussing hotels with a
Washington reporter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more and more
luxurious. Every bedroom now has its private bath
and dressing room. These hotels can't do enough
to make you comfortable."
Commodore Peary stroked his mustache and
smiled.
"In fact," he said, when I stopped, just after my
return from the North Pole, at Simeon Ford's
luxurious hotel, Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed his
hands and said anxiously:
"We shall do everything to make you feel at
home. Would you like a nice large cake of ice in
your bed, sir?"
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dressing room. These hotels can't do enough to make
you comfortable."
Commodore Peary stroked his mustache and smiled.
"In fact," he said, "when I stopped, just after my
return from the North Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxuri-
ous hotel, Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands and
said anxiously:
"We shall do everything to make you feel at home.
Would you like a nice large cake of ice in your bed,
sir?"
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just after my return from the north
pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious
hotel, Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed
his hands and said anxiously:
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you feel at home. Would you like a
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Making Him at Home
Commodore Peary, discussing hotels
with a Washington reporter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more and
more luxurious. Ev-
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Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands
and said anxiously:
We shall do everything to make you
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Date
Commodore Peary, discussing hotels
with a Washington reporter, said:
"Modern hotels are becoming more
and more luxurious. Every bedroom
now has its private bath and dressing
room. These hotels can't do enough to
make you comfortable."
Esta
Commodore Peary stroked his mous-
tache and smiled.
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"In fact," he said, "when I stopped
just after my return from the North
Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,
Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands
and said anxiously:
'We shall do everything to make
you feel at home. Would you like a
nice large cake of Ice in your bed,
sir?"
JUL very well informed ac-
counts. The electric issues are in good
demand.
Big operators, including Baruch, are
understood to be bulling the market on
a probable rate advance.
It is estimated that holdings of Col-
orad, Fuel and Iron have shrunk $300,-
000 as a reason of violence in past ten
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To Make Commodore Peary Feel at Home.
Commodore Peary (the discoverer of the North Pole), discuss-
ing hotels with a Washington reporter, said : "Modern hotels are
becoming more and more luxurious. Every bedroom now has its
private bath and dressing-room. These hotels can't do enough to
make you comfortable." Commodore Peary stroked his moustache
and smiled. "In fact," he said, " when I stopped, just after my
return from the North Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel, Mr.
Ford bowed and rubbed his hands, and said anxiously : 'We shall
do everything to make you feel at home. Would you like a nice
large cake of ice in your bed, sir?"
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Looked Suspicious.
Speaking of caution, Admiral Robert
E. Peary tells this:
Uncle John was toiling near the
house one afternoon when a stranger
drove into the yard and hailed him.
3
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Est
derney cow," remarked the stranger
as Josh walked toward the wagon.
1884
"Pretty fine cow, isn't she?"
"Toler'bly fair," was the non-com-
mittal response of the farmer.
"Um!" thoughtfully mused the
stranger, and then, "what will you
take for her?"
"Look here, stranger," said Uncle
Josh, with a suspicious flash, "are you
the tax collector, er has that cow been
killed on the railroad?"
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HURON-Arrived: Hazard. Cleveland:
Mitchell, Depot Harbor, light. Cleared:
Hazard, Courtright; Mitchell, Racine, coal.
ASHTABULA-Arrived: Colonel J. M.
Schoonmaker, Duluth; Francis Widlar,
Ashland, ore; W. Grant Morden, Port Col-
borne, light. Cleared: Colonei J. M.
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ERIE-Arrived: Muncy, Duluth, mer-
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THE TOLERANT SEX
George was a fellow who never could see
That women knew more than their mere "ABC;"
The comment that always he'd chortle with glee
Was: "She does pretty well - for a woman."
A girl wrote a book - an astonishing hit;
A model of style, to say nothing of wit.
But all you could get that poor boob to admit
Was: She writes pretty well - for a woman."
He married at last. Was his prejudice fled?
You've never met George. On the day he was wed
He yielded a lot, for I'm told that he said:
66 She's a pretty good sort - for a woman."
They'd go to a lecture; they'd go to a play;
Where woman was It and where man was passe,
But all you could ever induce him to bray
Was: 66 She does pretty well - for a woman."
Their baby was born. As he stood at the side
Of the bed and looked down at his wife, happy-eyed,
FAIR UTILITARIAN
And the infant, I'm told he admitted with pride
That she'd done pretty well - " for a woman."
MADGE: Wha are you doing studying that war map?
MARJORIE: I was ust mmking miral lovely names those
Mexican words would make for new dances.
MANUAL LABOR
FIRST FINANCIAL BRIGAND (after a melon-cutting) : Don't fail to
attend the directors' meeting this afternoon, Grafton. Very important
IE REAL SPENDERS
business.
SKIDS: I can sell you lists of names of people earning three, four, and
SECOND FINANCIAL BRIGAND: What's doing now?
five thousand dollars a ear.
FIRST FINANCIAL BRIGAND: We're going to draw lots to see who'll
SKITTLES: H'm, have you any lists of people earning, say, three
burn the books!
thousand a year and syending four thousand?
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The News in Rime
Sir Conan Doyle, the lit'ry sleuth,
The I-dle W-and'ring W-agabonds
Spoke harshby of our prison:
Made Rockefeller shiver;
He said that it would never hold
The Colonel sailed for Sunny Spain
A criminal of his'n.
Without his trusty river.
The world has thrust a shrinking foot
Sir Bryan said he'd only use
Into its summer oceans;
His leisure for Chautauquing;
Mosquitoes quaff
Poincaire will let
The cosmic calf,
His Cabinet,
And Jersey bathes in lotions.
And brother Barnes is balking.
O.P.
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Carranza was unanimous
In voting for Carranza-
He's President of Mexico
BARNES
By rare extravaganza.
Miss Alice Brown has won the prize
For Winthrop's super-drama;
A tan au jus
Was had by us,
The steamship probe will not result
And Pittsburgh lost its llama.
Sir Woodrow said the nation's slump
In anything worth noting;
Was nothing worse than psychic;
Until the rules are changed we'll use
The "Tango Foot" is what you get
The bath-tub for our boating.
For dancing with a high kick.
Vic. Herbert said the U.S.A.
The good ship Aquitania
Was waxing more aesthetic;
Is quite a knotty sailor;
The "Pickle" dance
Chas. Whitman's boom
Came out of France,
Is now in bloom,
And business looks pathetic.
And we have paid our tailor.
A sculptor said Our Andy was
John Bull was militantalized
A first class human being;
Almost beyond endurance;
The party at Niagara Falls
They say the King may soon collect
Is gayly A B C-ing.
His accident insurance.
Bob. Peary planned to chart the air,
The striped beast of Tammany
To tag each star by letter;
Is facing the reformer;
The Newport set
Culebra did
Is playing net,
A tropic skid,
And John McGraw feels better.
And we are fair and warmer.
F. Dana Burnet.
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Date
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T HE PEARY mad winds rage 'rout
THE d his icy DEGREE No pause O O THE FROZEN, SE on N.
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cage the blinding snows
Swings
as the yelping park
sweep by.
wastes afar,
Established: L Back from And the pole the whi
And
And and fears. he feels the thrill of th n M L
te dunes
mark the gruesome
The ages dim call out to hi
Por
The To roll ghastly the rim plain of the burns listless and in sky his
he polar star.
The parrots scream,
Across the gulf of vanish
Bra
7brain
He
A delirium strange
of the martyred
dream,
He hears the
dead
And deep beneath t)
Where the
are pile
He sees the hosts on
Of a million years
red
magic
The spicy breeze
ong
The infant WO
ough the dim, en
mp
The lions call
Hgh
V the bitter winds спал requie ms
O'er the
HE lazy shad
er their sepulchres of white.
eep
With spears
Where the
the
Follow
she has fashioned a bed for her
Northland
With ins
tyred dead
T
cold wind pla
snow-
Soundi
In the lap of the drifted snows,
drifts lie,
Her croon-song wild soothes each trail-
He stand
ill or death
A
pallid waste 'ne
spent child,
Where
frozen
sky.
'Mid the roar of the grinding floes.
sing our son
He drinks
mpfire's
e
blaze-
And the orth
With song and shout, the hosts rush out
Songs we learned in the older
He joins nds
ys:
er the fields of deadly snow;
Dreaming our dreams when
Where anch
voices dead bar
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stoc
'he hidden pole is their fatal goal,
reese bring
He takes
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As it was in the long 860
A word of hope from the comeng Spring,
With
Silent Brotherho In
Set
CHART
MOTOR
Sara McDonald is visiting
visiting their aunts, Mrs. N.
Miss Miss Mary Weathers at Chilesburg.
eall re and Mrs. Hannah Mumston,
Miss THE Rutledge has returned vis-
from Sellersburg, Ind, where she
and Mrs.
exington. Myrtle, Ethel and Dora H.
ite Mrs. T. Q. M
companied
N acy Austin. She
er, sses this city, and Mr. C.
home by Miss Sue
Lind-
of Saginaw, Mich., were
day at a dinner given by
Mrs. Steve Vaug
B.
son, in Fayette County.
sey Pendleton, M
Joe A.
Yates is visiting his
Nelson and baby
ry and
rge Burnett, in. Mur-
Jackson and Colo
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daughter, Goldie
ssocia
Jesse Dykes and
ing of the Ke
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spent Tuesday
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with the for-
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the
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Mr. M
Ste ng
le.
Christma
visiting her
Tueso
m Lewis,
Mrs
ins has returned and
T parents, Mr.
eunion is
from
ette, of Paris.
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Mrs.
Lexington's
ing held, ther
he family
Miss
k. who has
the thirteen
Nettie Lou Banks.
in Seattle,
the gu
tewi is B.
ome at Olympian
who could
returne
10 sh., psent Na the
Spring
Hon
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be
Vlie
Nelson has begun
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be city on legal business
course sten
HE
Menda
ASS exington.
the
nana
it
said: "Donn whine so; 11. is
dea! better to whistle." And
gan to whistle immediately at
rate. The little fellow tried
in, but became discouraged
away and whined out: "Charley
can't whistle; my lips won't pucker
good." "No wonder," answered Char-
ley, "you have not got all of the
whine out yet. Keep on trying and
soon the whistle will drive away the
whine." What a splendid lesson!
How much better off. the world would
be, if all the "whiners" could be
changed into "whistlers!"
One of the easiest things to do in
this world is to criticise, to find fault,
and you can notice & at those who
do it the most consistently are always
those who do the least to help along
any enterprise. The complainers nev-
er work and the workers never com-
plain. By far the greatest amount
of fault-finding and criticising comes
from the man or woman who shirks
and who is not willing to do a thing
to help.
An up-to-date business firm, desir-
ers to sleep many hours, live
nd much of the time in the
ade it necessary to give up
gement with David Belasco's
ittle Devil."
e came West and settled down
"a love of a bungalow," as she
calls it with her mother.
Not being willing to main idle,
she accepted an offer of the Famous
Players' Company, and is working
again in the pictures.
Work is Easier
"I feel much better since I've been
here. Of course, unlike the stage, I
have my work during the day and can
go to bed early. No traveling; and
then I can have a home life.
We-that is, ma and I-have a dear
little bungalow. We have a big grate
fire. I sit i nfront of it and have all
sorts of dreams-"
Dreams? Yes!
Mary Pickford is happy and she is
rich. Bu tdo you think she has given
up her wish to be a star on the
speaking stage?
No. She is still dreaming, as she
says. And, what's more to the point,
David Belasco is still looking for just
the right play in which to star her.
Ultima Thule
By WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD
I'
T was not for the Arctic gold and a claim at the end of the great white trail;
Nor yet for the Arctic lore-for a map of the floe and a graph of the gale:
But the quest came out of a primitive urge in the blood of our common birth---
The lure of the last lone verge and the desert end of the rolling earth.
FOR this he abandoned the green of the world--the lakes and the hills and the leas,
And rivers of midsummer nations, and banks with the corn and the vine and the trees,
And the genial zones of the planet's rains, and the belt of the planet's flowers;
For this he abandoned all cities--their households, their singing and sunsets and towers.
NWARD, north of the Northern Lights, hungry and cold and alone,
Eternity under his frozen feet and the snows of the ages unknown,
With never the boom of the purple seas, nor ever a mountain of fire,
North of the Plain of the thousand slain---who were dead of the same desire!---
TILL the East and West were lost in the South, and the North was no more, and he stood
Face to face with the ancient dream thro his hope and his hardihood;
And the alien skies where the polar sun went round the horizon's rim
And the nameless ice below belonged at last to the race thro him.
the
lion acres of trees. All over the
through the rest, burning hundreds
state are-or were-isolated com-
of thousands of acres of primeval
panies of the old stalwarts, ten
growth.
acre and forty acre groups of pines
Under its unbroken forest Wis-
or of cut-over ground belonging to
consin lay, a land of treasure.
the state. Two hundred thousand
Most of its soil is rich; its rivers
acres of this was turned over to
run swiftly and are full of power;
the Forester and he has been sell-
and their lower reaches offered fine
ing it off for agricultural land, and
water for navigation. Along the
THE "WHITE COAL" OF THE FUTURE
for every acre buying and planting
east shore extends Lake Michigan,
two or three of the cheap cut-over
along the west the Mississippi and
sand in his new fortress. So he is
Lake Superior is on the north. From a little area of high
assembling his force. Already there are nearly four hundred
ground in the north central part of the State flow all the
thousand acres in it.
streams which reach these several great waterways. Though
It was not long before this reassembling of the army and the
there is no mineral fuel in the state its water powers seemed
effect of it upon the rivers attracted the attention of the mill-
inexhaustible, drawing their summer water from thousands of
site owners at Stevens Point and Grand Rapids and all the other
ponds in the source region. It seemed a State destined to be-
towns along the Wisconsin River on the head of which were
come among the wealthiest in manufactures of all those mani-
most of the new reserves. They came up to Madison and, tak-
fold things which are made from the forest.
ing advantage of the popularity of conservation, tried to grab
At first only the lumber men used the waterfalls, and the logs
all the ponds in the state reserve for storage. But Griffith
that drifted to them were sawed and sent in rafts to market.
showed them a better and fairer plan. He drafted a bill of
Steamboats ascended the rivers and brought in and carried out
his own and when it had been submitted and adopted by them
freight. Railways crossed the State and charged low rates to
it went through the legislature and was adopted.
compete with the waters. But as the
Study this bill well, for it is the best river development bill
forest burned away and was destroyed
yet adopted in America.
the friable soil of the upper regions
The State of Wisconsin is prohibited by its constitution from
washed into the ponds and the streams
undertaking public works. And the reason is that years amo
became less regular. Sand filled the riv-
these mill owners, sawmill owners, following the general
ers and destroyed the channels. The en-
cedure of the day, used their influence to make the State pay
riched lumber men, caring nothing for
for their water-power improvements. So the new law created
the future, but satisfied with the present
a corporation-a corporation-not-for-profit, something almost
gain, abandoned the burned-over land to
unheard of in America. It is called the Wisconsin Valley
the State and deserted their fallen dams.
Improvement Company, and has a paid-up capital of one hun-
The Federal Government spent four
dred thousand dollars on which it is allowed to earn six per
million dollars in an endeavor to keep
cent. The stock of this company must be offered to every power
the Wisconsin River navigable, and then
owner on the river, in the proportion which his own power bears
gave up; and until the railway commis-
to the whole power of the stream. If he does not care to buy,
sion came into being the railroads, freed
the rest divide it among themselves, but at any annual meeting
E. M. GRIFFITH
from this competition, charged what they
he can come and demand his share at par.
would for carrying in the coal that was
The corporation, subject to the control of the forester, has
necessary to replace the wasted water power.
the right of eminent domain over ponds and lands-lands suit-
Wisconsin should be rich. Her furniture factories, standing
able for water farms-in the source region, and the right to use
beside the rivers which bring the lumber to them, should be the
ponds in the forest reserve. The forester sets two monuments.
largest in the world. Her paper mills, with an unfailing sup-
They cannot raise the water above the one nor draw it below the
ply, should contribute an unlimited supply to the immense de-
other. This insures the beauty of the forest, which is to be a
mand. Her toy factories and her boat works should be known
great state park. The corporation builds dams out of its capital
throughout the world. But instead. Wisconsin found her forest
and establishes men to work the sluice gates.
TO PEARY'S ARCTIC SHIP.
Go stalwart ship, go boldly forth,
To pluck the secrets of the frozen North;
With thy good crew, straight onward go
Through storm and cold, past berg and floe,
With prow turned ever to the Pole
Bear thy brave master to his goal.
And through the long and lonely night,
When men grow sick for want of light,
And silent stars shed feeble glow
O'er endless wastes of drifting snow,
Be one bright spot to welcome back
The weary wanderers from their icy track.
And when at last thy Captain bold,
In spite of storms and deadly cold,
O'er walls of ice and crashing floes,
'Gainst howling winds and blinding snows
All overcome, his wish attained,
The contest o'er and victory gained,
Shall turn his tired steps to thee
Doubly triumphant let thy welcome be,
And breaking from the Frost King's charms,
Who long hath held thee in his arms,
And turning South through ice and foam,
Bear him to life and love and home.
John Leee
The Pole is Found at Last!
Air-"Phi Chi."
Swing out the flag of Bowdoin, boys, the Pole is found at last;
Bring out the wine in plenty-a toast in every glass;
Bring out the sturdy sledges that have served him in the past—
For Peary's in his new-found glory.
CHORUS
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! for Bob and Dan;
Hurrah! Hurrah! each one a Bowdoin man;
They suffered, struggled on, and made-the Pole, an "also-ran"
Bowdoin-Americans in glory.
No mother earth beneath him, a snowdrift for his bed,
The icy cold around him and a hummock for his head;
But these were only pleasures when he saw the Pole ahead-
And Peary's in his new-found glory.
CHORUS-Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.
Old Bowdoin's given the greatest men America has known;
She's nursed the greatest writers and statesmen of renown;
But the greatest thing in modern days was when the Pole went down-
With Peary in his new-found glory.
CHORUS-Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.
Charles R. Carter, '09
Афорь
STATE
The Bowdoin College
Alumni Association
of
Rew Pork City and Vicinity
Fortieth Annual Meeting
and
Banquet
at the
hotel Botham
Fifth Abenue and Fifty-fitth Street
Dew Pork City
Friday Cvening, January 14, 1910
Menu
College Song
Cotuit Oysters
Let children hear the mighty deeds,
Which God performed of old;
Consomme, Radziville
Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.
Olives
Celery
Radishes
Salted Almonds
He bids us make His glories known,
Planked Shad, Brabant
His works of power and grace;
Cucumbers
And we'll convey His wonders down
Mousse of Virginia Ham à la Roosevelt
Through every rising race.
Baron of Milk-fed Lamb, Renaissance
Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
Bermuda Potatoes, Rissolée
New String Beans, Panaché
And they again to theirs;
That generations yet unborn
North Pole Punch
May teach them to their heirs.
Red Head Duck, Hominy Cakes
Thus shall they learn in God alone,
Salade Bouquetiere
Their hope securely stands;
That they may ne'er forget His works,
Glaces Fantasie
But practice His commands.
Friandise
Cafe
Oh, De're a Band of Bowdoin's Sons!
(Air-"Solomon Levi.")
Phi Chi" Up to Date
Oh, we're a band of Bowdoin's sons, a rollicking band are we,
We're gathered here to praise her name in mirth and jollity;
We'll shout "Phi, Chi" with a right good will, our voices fill the air,
(Air-"Phi Chi.")
As we echo the fame and illustrious name of our Alma Mater fair.
(Chorus)
Now a verse to Dan McMillan, whom
Hail! Bowdoin forever,
Old '98 will back,
Shout aloud the sound;
With the South Pole his objective
Hail fairest mother,
And the North Pole in his pack;
Let the heavens resound with her praises-
For with our colors on the Pole
Oh, we're a band of Bowdoin's sons, a rollicking band are we,
We're gathered here to praise her name in mirth and jollity;
Presented us by Mac
We'll shout "Phi, Chi" with a right good will, our voices fill the air,
We'll go marching with Bowdoin.
As we echo the fame and illustrious name of our Alma Mater fair.
A Bowdoin son with his face to the north has struggled full many a year,
(Chorus)
And braved the ice and the storms of snow and the cold of the Arctic drear;
But Bowdoin pluck and Bowdoin grit have long possest his soul,
And now his task is nobly done and Bowdoin has captured the Pole.
Hurrah! Peary! Hurrah! Peary! ! and now
Chorus-Hail! etc.
Hurrah! Peary! to '77 we bow;
We're in our youth and admit the truth
Then, brothers, join the chorus, as we sing to Peary's name,
And know that you'll allow
His deeds are written clear and high upon the scroll of fame;
Twenty-one years to '98.
So we hail the brave explorer and his persevering will,
And we know that Bowdoin pluck and grit are taught at Bowdoin still.
Wendell P. McKown, '98.
Chorus-Hail! etc.
John W. Frost, '04.
Dail! Dail! Comrades Lail!
(Air-"Bowdoin Beata.")
You've comrades to meet you,
Speakers
Your Alma Mater greets you,
For you have reached the long desired goal.
Now after long striving
Toastmaster
And finally arriving,
DR. FREDERICK H. DILLINGHAM, '77
The stars and stripes you've planted at the Pole.
(Chorus)
PRESIDENT WILLIAM DE WITT HYDE
Hail! hail! Comrades hail!
For we all know Peary reached the goal;
GENERAL THOMAS H. HUBBARD, '57
And with Don B. McMillan
Whom he found ever willing
COMMANDER ROBERT E. PEARY, '77
He's found that famed, long sought for old North Pole.
GOVERNOR HENRY B. QUINBY, '69
From your old Pennsy home
EX-CONGRESSMAN CHARLES E. LITTLEFIELD
Did you so youthful roam
PROFESSOR HENRY C. EMERY, '92
To Maine and colder climes you sallied forth;
Your energy ne'er sparing
PROFESSOR DONALD B. McMILLAN, '98
But ever preparing
To be hailed as King of all the frozen North.
JOHN W. FROST, '04
Chorus-Hail, Hail, etc.
Mrs. Joseph B. Roberts.
Officers of the Association
President:
Secretary:
DR. FREDERICK H. DILLINGHAM, '77
JOSEPH B. ROBERTS, '95
Vice-Presidents:
Treasurer:
GEORGE F. HARRIMAN, '75
EARLE A. MERRILL, '89
DR. CHAS. JEWETT, '64
GEORGE W. TILLSON, '77
EDWARD T. LITTLE, '87
Executive Committee:
ALBERT S. RIDLEY, '90
EMERY H. SYKES, '94
PERCY W. BROOKS, '90
DR. MORTIMER WARREN, '96
WALLACE M. POWERS, '04
Corresponding Secretary:
FREDERICK B. SMITH, '96
GEORGE H. D. FOSTER, '95
JAMES D. MERRIMAN, '92
New york Jan, 25,1910,
The Sir. ander 2 Peary
Find enclosed a Porm which
I trust will win your approbation I also
that appeared in the Congressional Ricord,
wrote the one concerning Hanry Poulerdald
of march last yrar, I have roughed it
1st U.S. Cury 25 years ago, therefor land for -
some myself. was a in the
saw, what has happened of late, shouldyou
feel disposed to Publish for have this
Published Kindly send me a Copy of the
Dame, Wishing you Prosperity entire
infaction in all futire prospects I am
You Repectfully Dorvart
no 113, West 60-Strup.
Mem york city, N. 4.
The Cook Book.
A final report, of the learned Committee,
Has settled the question of Dr. Cook's claim.
The way we were fooled, is a laughable pity:
As Cook should be kept a month out in the rain.
To reward his demeanor, might seem somewhat cleaner,
To send him to sea, on a cool cake of ice;
A consumate schemer, could not act much meamer,
The treatment above should be used in a trice.
Should he e'er be seen around Copenhagen,
I think he'd be bathed in a tub of coal-tar.
Altho' for forgiveness, he might be found beggin'
They'd send him to dwell, where the Esquimauxsare.
His nerve seemed so funny, he kept coining money
Till a Hundred Thousand Dollars made up his rich roll,
'T' was easy as eating a spoonful of honey
To take in the cash, after reaching the Pole:
The people are assured now, concerning Dr. Cook
Who puzzled all the wise-ones with his Artic book,
That did'nt furnish evidence, to satisfy a soul
That he was ever, anywhere around the North Pole.
Composed and Written by Thos. O'Neill,
January 20, 1910, #113 W. 60 Street,
City.
WARY OF POLAR BRIZE-WINNERS.
Was it Dr. Cook or Peary? Is it Amundsen or Scott?
The people are bewildered, as they well may be. God wot;
First the cable says the Briton in the sprinting to the pole,
Won the honors for his nation, put his rival in a hole.
Now another message follows which reverses former news,
And the people, sorely puzzled, are reluctant which
to choose.
Is that most unseemly wrangle which the Arctic race begot,
To be again experienced in the case of Captain Scott?
Is he the real hero, as was Peary in the north,
And is Amundsen another papeocrystic lump of froth?
The record of the latter belies such meanly traits,
But the public, undecided, and, remembering, hesitates.
Not till Scott himself shall answer and ifficially declare
His triumph or his failure can either sailor share,
In the honors of discovery that await the pioneers
Who, braving all privations, explore uncharted spheres.
To the hardy Scandinavian or the British naval man,
Whichever's in the van, we'll give the well-earned glory,
That plucky deeds invite and by our hearty plaudits sus-
picion put to flight.
But, warned by previous clashing, made wary by the past,
We halt at this emergence and hold emotions fast;
We think of Cook and Peary, that mental strain review
And, duped by former faking, would later pits eschew.
So here we stand expectant, our gaze Antarctic sot,
Ready to cheer for Anundsen, eager to shout for Scott.
THE TWO POLES.
The Poles, which had been lost for ages,
Discovered are at last;
Brave men toiled on by weary stages,
Through snow and howling blast,
With frozen feet and cheeks they hurried,
With frozen hands and ears,
And solved the problem which had worried
The world a thousand years.
And terrors dire came forth to greet them,
And dangers thronged the way;
And polar bears oft tried to eat them,
As horses eat their hay.
The Arctic night came down and found them
Intrepid in the gloom]
And Arctic phantoms shrieked around them,
And wailed of death and doom.
Yet uncomplaining and undaunted
Did these explorers roam,
Until they found the poles they wanted,
And shipped the blamed things home.
Thus victory comes to the bidder
Who pays the price of toil;
And I'm ashamed when I consider
How I raise huge turmoil
O'er little obstacles that face me
When I my task pursue;
I plainly see it must disgrace me
To raise a howdydo.
So after this I'll be like Peary
And Amundsen the bold,
And struggle on, though heart be weary,
And both my feet are cold.
Uncle Walt -
The Poet Philosppher
Walt Mason
(COPY)
THE PRIZE
WINNERS,
Peary, like a student at college, is years trying for knowledge
And the first prize to gain, by it to win fame
When into the class there came a student of another name
Said he it is no sin, any one this prize may win
So by pluck and grit, I will win it
As his name began with c he was sure of victory
In short time this Prize C. took
Full name is Frederick A. Cook.
Now, what of the letter Pr. dissappointed as can be
I have tried for years said he, and this prize belongs to me
So here' for another try I'll win it ere I die
With a lot of pluck and grit I'm sure I will win it
For without both they say, no good luck come yourway
And now what doe we see? Peary this prize is for thee
Such a wonderful prize through and through
There is honor enough for the two
Written by Mrs. Mary Minary Cooper Patterson, age 63,
at Estelville, Atlantic Co., New Jersey.
Oct. 2nd, 1909.
TO PEARY ARCTIC CLUB.
The enclosed lines are not by a girl who's head is in a whirl
But a woman of 63 - great reader of all history
For years I've been reading too what Peary was trying to do
In trying to reach The North Pole, been sacrificed many a soul
To Our country a great expense, more than was any sense
The North Pole he has at last, so all things go in the past
But as proven by Dr. Cook, less expense and time it took
Peary's entitled to praise, has the Pole ere the end of his
days.
Mary M. C. Patterson.
Oct. 5, 1909.
Ho! Hunters Brave, from the great white Dome,
Leave all your heartaches there,
And now you're back to the sweet old home
With all true friends declare--
There's Honor enough for me,
There's Honor enough for you,
There's double Fame for our Nation,
Surely Glory enough for two.
REMEMBER how with shrieking shell
And shot and battle's roar,
Our "Laddies", brave cevera's fleet
Wrecked on the Cuban shore.
Now, we the aftermath
With shame bow'd heads must say,
Besmirched the names and saddened lives,
Of some who won that day.
DID not the gallant Sampson plan
The battle to bring about?
Did not the brave and gallant Schley
On these lines fight it out?
What happened then? For shame! Stop!!
We'll leave what happened out.
oH HAPLESS FATE, will we have again,
A cruel strife with a Nation stain,
And jealous envy with its loathsome breath
As a scorpion turn and sting itself to death?
Oh Sons of this our Nation great,
Before you go too far,
Let our National pride decide it,
And make you a double star.
-000-
Respectfully dedicated to the memory of Admiral
Sampson and to Admiral Schley, and forwarded to Commender
Peary and Dr. Cook, trusting that by their gracious efforts
and generous concessions there will be no repetition of an
historical farce which not long ago compelled one gallant
officer to defend himself against a shameful charge and
doubtless hastened the death of another officer, equally
as gallant, to the mortification of all true Americans and
casting a shadow on martial glory the like of which has
never been known.
Respectfully,
THE AUTHOR.
Oakland, California.
September 27, 1909.
For the ENTERPRISE. Newton Pe.
LIEUTENANT PEARY.
Once more the modern hero goes
In quest of fame across the snows.
cld
The terrors of an Arctic night
His fearless courage cannot blight.
'Mid awful silence of days and nights
ml
The solemn grandeur of borean lights,
From home and loved ones far away,
And fearful fate if he go astray.
As wandering o'er the trackless waste,
The dim Northern light by shadows chased,-
High his purpose to gain the goal,
Nor wrecked by fate, beneath the pole.
If ever a man were given the gift
To strive with courage a prize to lift,
This one deserves to reach his aim,
Returning, crowned with endless fame.
New York, Sept. 9, 1903.
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A COLLOQUY.
Says the old North Pole to the Polar Star:
Establis
"I can't guess where the Peary invaders /
are."
Says the Polar Star to the old North Pole:
"I am told they're in a financial hole."
Says the old North Pole: "Will you squint
a bit
And see if anyone's started yet?"
Says the Polar Star: "Just compose your
mind;
It is cash they lack, and they're 'way
behind.
And it's clear to me an explorer bold
Must remain at home, if he has no gold."
Then there came a grunt from the Polar
Bear,
Who inquired: "Is the Peary stock at
par?"
But no answer rose in a chorus full,
DAY, FEBRUARY 5 1906.
PEARY'S VALENTINE.
Oh, where is Lieutenant Peary to-night?
He of the Aretic fame,
Who has gone to bring the Pole to us,
And gain an immortal name!
Does the Roosevelt lie all tight and snug
In the unknown Arctic sea,
'Bove Grant Land's storm-bound, ice-bound
coast,
In the confidence of a lea?
Has the strong Arctic man, the Eskimo,
With sledge and dog. been found
To serve the cause of this fearless son,
And make his success abound?
Has all been well with the crew and staff
Since the Roosevelt anchor weighed?
And for the long, cold dash across the ice
Has forethought all been made?
These are the thoughts that occur to us,
His countrymen safe at home,
As the time draws near for the veil to lift
To brighten the Arétic dome.
May straight! your dash, O, Peary! be strong and
Your arm be strong and true
When straining to wrest the Pole from the
place
It has been since time was new-
Millions of hearts are with you, Peary,
And millions of prayers as well,
That you bring back the Pole and come in
the role
Of a glorious Immortelle!
CHARLES K. MILLARD.
North Adams, February 12, 1906.
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1909
Date
BOBBY PEARY, THE WORLD-WIDE ARCTIC EXPLORER.
SOLO.
THEY say that I'm a faker pure,
I have to clothe myself each day
makes me very tired,
In furs, or else I'll freeze.
As if the hardships I endure
My reputation, so they say,
1
Were not each one inspired.
Is measured by degrees.
I have to walk the quarterdeck
I have to go around and beg
Until my nose is blue;
The means wherewith to sup;
On lecture platforms I must treck
Also that I may yearly pet
The filthy lucre, too.
My reputation up.
CHORUS.
I am Peary. Don't get leary.
As a seeker I'm the goods.
I'm a hero, minus zero,
And a connoisseur of foods.
"Oh! on and on past the dusk and dawn
Where the ghostly regions are,
Down the strange, dim ways of the sunless days
And under the north's last star,
Past the ice-barred gate of the wall of Fate,
Unconquered and lone and dumb,
The King of the Pole with the dauntless soul
Dares the men of the earth to come!"
"as with their burnished sabres flashing high
striftly abroad they fleet-minged heraeds fly
"Kindling to splendor are the arche Sky
With flung brand?"
Then, thriceing Through that from solilude,
food in The Fathers name
as when the eagle brungs her hungry Grood
He hears a rushing as of sighty rings,
from yeal rus where reign alone gods hidden Things,
Where crask of grueding flor and icepack rigs.
The auswer came.
"He who the hoary frost of Heaven doll keep;
and hides as with a stone the honderous deep
far in His icy north."
"He who can loase Onoins gtillering bands,"
"Who gair the springs of worning their Commands:
"Who holds the nighty waters in his hands,"
"He sends us forther
Winterd
"Om what the qualist results in think of the actie and
month I world some think
is the awful silence of from
often temporary marrity
of starting month without heavy alothing
rusnent. (lecture- Compression Pary.)
as without some kind of mindal inst
Hight droops her wing o upon the folar sea,
But stiller for than night when all still
an ice clad vessed dreams of Liberty
Fash in her first frost sleep, sight and chill.
Black barren reaches round, without a soul,
Realms where The brave of ages met decease
On their cain quest to fird the Wonders Pole
And shed fush lustre on the centuries.
Horizon guits hough naught of motion
An all that backn sweep where oceans freeze n
thought but The form of one with high devotin
At his ships your, and whispering words
(like these
O actic Mislies why ach then so cold
Ling their They Amile of Aushine the bold
and figid to the ourstures of men?
And draw They suppliant thine heart. Ainen
Thise are the while domains of Solitude
In crystal castle eye both never viewed
Where only taunthess mortals done invode,
She tempsh to loiture all who are way laid
with Raphine dread; an iceflor supping near
Doth music seem amid the hish and bull
Silence the Dailar knows noh reigneth here
No wares' soft whisper on this vise wom hell
for your Liberian cycle dungemed deep;
And though at gresame fate he give a week
He have the ceasers sankle of his chains
They follow with their unhames stains.
what In then can to Family duam, for men delight
The san his silence wakens in the hight
symbols present what they endme!
To all harps are mute, nor is there cure.
But Janny taketh players barque tunes shall rise
his still TX and sometimes entertain
The white sea-brid that homeward idly flies,
Carching the ship of sing, and on again.
We chant with music all one warmest hopes
And catch in answer fledges that will please
In temperate clines and summy southern slopes
On midst stem winter scenes in low degrees
" "Explaxer Welcome to my zone again,
"I'll kiss and call there mine of all The Ten,
Press on!" doth sking in many a divers tone
Beneath the Northern Sear but there alme".
Bleak Sing to havellors in snowy crats
To us, when wintered carol waking notes,
Godbent to stii from steep as morning then
Sing that the ministry f fast is done.
shell
The in clasp fails, the ship stools from her,
Soin lifes' mysterious milody will tell (sing;
For bear, my minstries, hack! the tubines
the deaf mute-
That we have Spring lime found and (along. move
the ten great Policukus.
Henry Prince
Varsity '08
Points Out.
Feb 1908.
/ Im logen. betwans,
Respectfully, Inservibed
Commander, Ju Peany. M. S. er.
Arche. Explorer,
A Man, We honor and Respect,
Comes to ns, Deven the evonth Fireet
Explaining words, which thrill the Your,
Of Searts which mircured the Pole,
Sublime: the Enght Where He arpires
That shot the Charm of than? clessies
For Contunies Has been the gaal
Which halch the Charm, San,
Unbitions, yes, Mutview the task
What more of man. bould science ask,
Than, That, So ink his valued life,
Jan, far from Home and Chairhed Wife
Rony, 2,
He went facm us. To Troyen fields'
and tells us new that search uneals,
Though baffled. in the efforts macle
The laurels.won, Mill never facte,
He may purhaps. of wach the Pule,
The mark the set, anthment his Loue
yet still we know the has the will
To plant our Stans on Polar Cill,
Keep on Brane Jeng. Joch the Tole,
that Height Ta yun aim bitions Soul
and at its Peak. In no ands of fine
Inscribe for us, Exechion Higher,
When later some, Sleistoric her
Records the deeds of erable then,
It will not fail to land the fame,
Of un Brane Peanys. Honored name,
Charper Cohas, E. Tumer, Jagus, me,
A GODSPEED TO PEARY.
(Lines read at Mr. Bridgman's Farewell Dinner to Lieut. Peary, June 20,189$
Peary, Godspeed!
I hardly know
The vast and intricate significance
Of all that snow
To which you go;
I only understand
A brave man dares again.
When heroes fight,
Who asks his trivial why,
So that they fight like heroes?
Maybe,- it well may be!-
Peary shall find
Fauna and flora quite unknown to me,
And Polar secrets wrest
That shall unlok
Dependent secrets of the East and West;
But what so science gain,
Or whatsoe'r accrues to commerce,
This I think is best:
The courage of the quest,
The fearless eyes,
The dauntless soul,
In them the Pole!
So that the Pole make Peary,
As all such dreams
Have power to make a man,
I care not much that Peary find the Pole!
And perhaps the wish were kind
He ne'er may find
What with its finding
Means a dream at end,
For who so finds a dream,
Strange though it seem,
Must lose it as he finds -
"Tis so with dreams.
Peary, Godspeed!
We let you go
With hands that linger,
Hands proud to hold,
Reluctant hands to loose;
And I, an idle singer,
A recent friend of ancient admiration,
Would venture thus to bid you
A Godspeed full as kind
As those who longer
Have loved you, Peary,
Longer, maybe, and stronger,
Yet with no will more willing,
Peary, towards you -
A GODSPEED TO PEARY.
Lines read at Mr. Bridgman's Farewell Dinner to Lieut. Peary, June 20,189$
Peary, Godspeed!
I hardly know
The vast and intricate significance
Of all that snow
To which you go;
I only understand
A brave man dares again.
When heroes fight,
Who asks his trivial why,
So that they fight like heroes?
Maybe,- it well may be:-
Peary shall find
Fauna and flora quite unknown to me,
And Polar secrets wrest
That shall unlock
Dependent secrets of the East and West;
But what so science gain,
Or whatsoe'r accrues to commerce,
This I think is best:
The courage of the quest,
The fearless eyes,
The dauntless soul,
In them the Pole!
So that the Pole make Peary,
As all such dreams
Have power to make a man,
I care not much that Peary find the Pole!
And perhaps the wish were kind
He ne'er may find
What with its finding
Means a dream at end,
For who so finds a dream,
Strange though it seem,
Must lose it as he finds -
"Tis so with dreams.
Peary, Godspeed!
We let you go
With hands that linger,
Hands proud to hold,
Reluctant hands to loose;
And I, an idle singer,
A recent friend of ancient admiration,
Would venture thus to bid you
A Godspeed full a.s kind
As those who longer
Have loved you, Peary,
Longer, maybe, and stronger,
Yet with no will more willing,
Peary, towards you -
Centlest of all the batrong,
Kindest of a II the
Richard Le Gallienne.
The Stars of D.K.E!
Air: ("TAMMANY.")
From far and near we've gathered here, within these festal halls,
To answer "present," with a cheer, when Delta Kappa calls.
Some heads are gray, but hearts are gay in our great Fraternity;
We drink the wine of youth divine 'neath the stars of D. K. E!
the stars of D. K. E!
Chorus:
D. K. E! D. K. E!
Shrine of friendship and of glee,
Youth and truth and loyalty!
D. K. E! D.K. E!
We drink thy wine of youth divine!
D.K.E!
First we toast the President of these United States;
As scholar, soldier, statesman, he is strenuous and great;
He made war down in Cuba, and made peace in Asia, too,
Then digs the Panama Canal to sail our Navy through!
to sail our Navy through!
Chorus:
Roosevelt! Roosevelt!
In Russia and Japan he is felt,
And like the Kaiser! "um die Welt!"
Roosevelt! Roosevelt!
He's a Delta Kap and a glorious chap,
Roosevelt!
We hail Commander Peary, Theta's gallant son and bold,
Who has carried to the furthest North the crimson, blue and gold.
He comes from Maine, and rides the main like a Viking bold and free,
In Zero Land he's a hero, and he's a loyal D. K. E.!
a loyal D. K. E!
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But time's too short to name them all, if only with a word;
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Who wears the diamond pin of Delta Kappa Epsilon!
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Youth, and truth, and loyalty!
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We drink thy wine of youth divine!
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A.sly old angler went a-fishing
His dinner for to win;
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POLE
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There WdS d whale up near the pole
And he was wondrous wise:
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And froze up both his eves
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With all his might and main
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10
THE EVENING STAR
to tell that Hills woman that'll make any
thing she does seem like staying home
when her that the trunk
had been left behind, she didn' seem to
care
bit.
That
oven
she
was my wife, was all the time
June November every cheered
right up the minute had really some
to
about.
wind kept blowing us T'd have
AN ARCTIC NERVE CURE,
been scared to death, the
way But Sarah kept on laughing
the
if
so
didn'
have
the
WRITTEN FOR THE EVENING STAR BY WILLIAM BRADFORD ALLEN.
as
ing
hoisted
a
the
if
did
but
day
(Copyright 1904, by William Bradford
had
clothes
been
stin
the
Just
as
and
our
on
with
was
well
I'd
holsted
for
LO
do
was
to
write
in
my
and
eat
my
"My wife-and Mrs. Hills used to think R
be sure to fit, and as far went, the
after
of
grand,
heap of each other; that was when Sarah
Imagined she had hay fever, and told Mrs
he
ease
the
mind
wanted
to
see
and
Hills every day how poorly she felt. Now
off
waves
them
on
but
in
they don speak, all on account of
and
so
an
floating around on an leeberg
she
had
to
Mr. Abner Spen stirred up the blaz-
was
other
on
sailing
for
the
nd
long
time,
then
there
look
ing logs in his smiled
just
of
us,
and
I'll
how
cently I expressed my Ignorance and in-
liggered if green, with grass
to
terest.
the
way
it
here
at
home
sort
Sarah'd
Mr. Spencer's office. in which we were
was
ointed
seated, was not busy place, but then Mr.
far
living
in
but
we'd
all
day
Sarah
and
me,
Spencer was not busy man. His bankers
ing
and
ice when there was
times
up
the
could vouch that he had no need to be. His
office was for him an asylum to which he
stop
here,
I-sald
to
the
blow
could go morning and read the news-
It
esn
look
exactly
would
and
if
rhe
She
it
our
was
not
papers, thus adding to his senke of impor-
tism or we ought to get cured
to
the
tance and avoiding domestic worries at the
hay
and
she
ing
the
had
same
time
The sort of surprised that
to
the
and
'You never met Mrs. Spencer?" her hus-
I'd
pick
out
just
for
look
too
band
inquired
had
not,
resort,
but
was
him
as
ed
she
me
up,
were
Well my wife is yes,
the and the next
be
day
the
wind
sir, as woman as there is the
ced
to
take
and
us
up
the
river
and
landed
state Connecticut but wash' always
our
Sarah
was
sort
of
dis-
us
that way. For spell used to think she
she
the
day-
was
melting
pretty
fast
had hay fever every year from the time
light
Not
wasn't
all
day
and
on
the grass green the spring until
and al up at that of the
size
was
we
IL six
time in the fall and it took good
year but was sleepy the night before
weeks before, when one morning I saw
sized leeberg to make her agree she was
and
good
look.
mistaken.
see any neighbors up
coming, shouted to
Mr. Spencer drew his chair a trifle nearer
here.'
said
Sarah
'and
to the fire. smile that started in a twin-
the captain answered: and you
too
bad
she
said:
and
just
kle in his eyes spread itself his smooth-
won't see any wherever you look all over
to enjoy ourselves
shaven cheeks, hesitated for an Instant in
or
polar
muc
at her my mouth open ns
if she was crazy, and then made up
that whatever
the and
as
as
The
and was big
one
with
three
bye
and
the folks on board of it saw us and they
and some men got boat and
are
you
doing
there?
the
man
who
was
yelled
was
mad
to
vere
but
him that we wanted
to
New
the
yelled
back
to
Sarah
had
my
back
laugh,
and
the
with
her
tied
saw
was
no
time
get
Into
ight
we
and
at
the
knew
then
big
hat
wearing
Mrs
Abner
Spencer,
ever saw in
the
sea
water
her
that
ice
Mrs.
its
back
from
she
as
things
like
that
think
has
the
nan
shame,
a
age,
And
Sarah
PHINDLER
there was the going bibbitty
in the sea, and it's floating
AND SHE GAVE MRS. HILLS ONE LOOK.
yet with the Sara was making for
ing
next
the
Yes sir: the people on board the steamer sound
got
back
home
and
his short gray beard, and following the
bears Neighbors don't grow thick around
bulging
urve
his
was
these
hasn'
lost the tips of his toed shoes
But what shall do folks
turn
nor
an
of
'When come to think of all the things
talk to and them how I'm feeling to-
hay
fever,
either
And
think
that happened they do seem funny, he
day
she
that
in we had
said
something
that
sound-
toring and go sailing on they'd stop doc- be
with
many of take first and
ed
like
sweari
but
Sarah
didn'
hear
last-all told Sarah that there wasn'
I'd
talked
be-
better Spencer and the doctors would
paused
and
looked
his
thing really the matter her except
any
when
nerves
wouldn
believe
any
he said. glad you come lunch, up
nearly
for
of
wife
all
got
them, and finally to point
the
meet my wife. bite Only
had
be
There
wasn't
up
our
house
told
them
to-righ
say
about
fur
for
much fun ing in the same house with a
on
out
the
sea
and
that's the only thing she's a might touchy
woman vas grui all the time the
with
Ice,
where
there
NAB
sure
way my was 80 got and
be
They
put
all
the
said to the we had then that
we
eat
in
house,
had stop somehow We ed the
any
polar
bears
around
they
The Cause of Leprosy
matter all over and we both to the
and
seeing
Cincinnati
conclusion that as long as Sarah really
left
in
the
they
thought she was sick you beat
The con lusion of Dr. Jonathan Hutchin-
put
the
it out of her that didn' have hay fever
nea
heap
And
son gland, after study of leprosy
the only thing to do was to make believe
shij
the
captain
saying
he'd
It of the world,
she was right and then to
call
for
is that the disease is caused wholly by
her So we decided that was to take her
not
that
Sarah
was
uneasy
all
the
some where she couldn' have hay
the
ing or imperfectly cured
and
fever
ever
she
wanted
to.
fish. The London to ac-
were
"That took out the map and I
left
But
as
as
cept Dr Idea It is held that
studied It like when was boy school.
said.
In all countries and in all ages leprosy
looked all over and
the
has and still due to the
and they -green grass growing
cap.
tion of "high" fish. The nco for fish
tackled and Asta
'Sarah's
hay
fever
is
and Africa and Australia and he in
In a lainted condition is an "acquired
the sea, and, by Jinks! they wouldn do
and
It
is
claimed
that
either. Every single place was of flow
number
of
people
to
ers and weeds in and the only
we
for
the
where
hat looked it might do-bar-
new
was
general
ring the and cared much for
and
on
the
sea trips was Greenland So I said to my
were
the
si
but
and
claimed
wife, just as naturally as if I'd said Sarah,
we'll have beef tomor-
me
of
to
in Norway,
Iceland
and
row. said, We'll spend the summer in
at
these
Greenland
ap
for
fish
she answered. 'You mean
that
con-
have
Switzerland, Abner There's where Mrs.
because
she
regions
In
Hills is going She was telling me about 1t
just
like
mine
it
has
dis-
only yesterday -all about the
and everything she was going to see. It'll
so
have
of
ish
for
Mr
be nice
along
with
back
and
In
are
free
but
the
fis
Dr.
Han-
'Mrs. Hills may be going to Switzer-
land, but that's place folks with hay
And
the
wife
expected
Mrs
sen of that
fever, said There's but edelweiss
Spence to wear pan- that is, trousers
inquired.
Ing mbling their
that
and
crawling all the hills and that
the
"That's just what she did, and come to
be
makes it pretts bad for who are sick
tion
of
the way taking chances,
about
the
de-
DOOKS
say
in
decaying
The
and though didn't relish the Idea of coop-
the
do
veloped
wear
but
my
those
ing myself up all
Sarah
the
pants
with
her
was bound to try to make Sarah think she
always
making
It
on
head
and
harder
was
cured.
to
get
she
in
but
the
robably
and
heed to their
"I guess what said about that edel-
the
of
essed
Sar
six
next
was
the
that may in for may
a
day when to talk about
the
she
Sarah got back her about
makes
me
blush
may
to
look
add
few
at
the advantages Greenla about It
self.
You
to
my
be
to
years is the general agree-
being
more
to
to
places
and
Dear
oh,
dear,
that life is too long at bes
she
said
one didn' go all sort talk
do
finally got so hot that It wasn' safe to
for
the
me
tell
The Missionary's Dilemma.
talk of foreign travel when those two were
didr
look
like
together
AM
From
the
New
York
PJ
ever
had
along the first of June we start-
the
me
to
A capital story has been told by Amer
ed. How did go Oh, that was easy
changing
back
to
the
things
she
enough. fixed it up with the captain
wore
on
can who has just in
the
But
saw
we
whaling steamer sailing from New Bed-
from The difficulty of lear
ford that he'd and us while
sore
throat
as
was,
made
her
ing the language of that country In-
he whale fishing for of
keep
on
the
there
owing to the large num
months, and then call for us in Sep
tember
bring
us
back.
to see ner me, and I'd seen her al-
ber of words which, with slight inflection
and
of the voice, are used over and over again
'So we packed up thing we could
should tell you how we to
think f-canned stuff and tea and flour.
with an different meaning The
get
Sarah made me put in my beaver hat in
ta)
till
and
in
missionary in question was preaching to
case we should meet people, and
got
things
she put in her black silk dress. And we
as
some and assuring that un-
to
took along oil cooking stoves to cook
eat
safe
less they they would go to place
and
we
and cook books to read. Then we bought
en'
of rather
heap
of
n. house. It all came to pieces would
on
the
his
ori-
of
the
we
travel easy and the sailors put
Vhy they
bed
out
together for us to live in. The captain
his and refused repent,
sun
told me we couldn't wear regular
-
they
be
the
local
post
clothes up there, but his wife,
was
wo
which
been in with him and was just
to
as
we
from
Sarah's size, agreed to lend her her
gay
ong
the
tin:
which
was
sud
things that weren't speck, and he
we
It
the
ches
the
spid
arranged to have some made fit me.
fell
short
of
Its
"When the day came for sailing the whole
going
and
was
until
family with down New Bed-
that
the
be
ford to see us off They said good bye and
the
had
bee
come back well and strong. and we said
the dainty silken
good-bye and 'don't let the
sir,
of of the was donkey. which in the Ko
were our -eat green apples,
an
it appears, 18 synonymous
and we started.
wind
us
and
"You've taken sea trip Then there's
no special use telling you of ours.
ice
and
for
br
off
just
course we were seasick some, but that
At Bacon Ridge.
of
didn't last long and we enjoyed the trip
we
two
From
better than thought we would. Only
Puck
to
Sarah was all the time curio us about those
sir, an' that married
her
was
the
clothes or the wife she was going
have
Mrs.
Fresh
was
me
with
one
eye
to wear.
there
was
use
keeping
an' flirting with Zcke Crossby's hired man
sure they'll flt and be stylish?"
did
her.
with
the
whe
asking
the
news
easy
she
was
as
as
pos
Farmer Do tell! swan, these
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LE WALT
The Poet
Philosopher
WALT MASON
THE TWO POLES
HE Poles, which had been lost for ages, discovered are at last;
brave men toiled on by weary stages, through snow and howl-
ing blast, with frozen feet and cheeks they hurried, with froz-
en hands and ears, and solved the problem which had worried
y
the world a thousand years. And terrors dire came forth
to greet them, and dangers thronged the way; and polar bears oft tried
1
to eat them, as horses eat their hay. The arctic night came down and
S
found them intrepid in the gloom; and arctic phantoms shrieked
in
around them, and wailed of death and doom. Yet uncomplaining and
undaunted did these explorers roam, until they found the poles they
wanted, and shipped the. blamed things home. Thus victory comes to
the bidder who pays the price of toil; and Im ashamed when I consider
how I raise huge turmoil o'er little obstacles that face me when I my
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task pursue; I plainly see it must disgrace me to raise a howdydo. So
after this I'll be like Peary and Amundsen the bold, and struggle on,
though heart be weary, and both my feet are cold.
Copyright, 1911, by George Matthew Adams.
ad News
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For Your
Pick of
Pearys earys Vigie
By John J.Vose
He stood beneath the stars of arelic cight,
His gare turned toward Polaris' been lyter
High in the arch of blue.
When on his ear a far offecho noke;
In spectral tones the chilling worth wind spokes
and The IT.
first T second lines may rad if perfemed
He Tood breath the dome of arelic mylel,
Itis gase Turned torard the morthstans beckening light,
our your Inal yoozen xuydom caluess mou fords
"By whom they glory giow!"
"Proudly they glittening host advances,"
"Gaily they erimson bauner dances,"
"Boldly a thousand pleasing Cauces
Point up to Heaven,"
"Who guides they legions through The trackless ispace
Whether they gilded chariots leadly race!"
"Ho gave the My command!"
Pearys Vigie
By John I.Vose
He stood beneath the stars of arelic cight,
His gare turned toward Polario beenoing lyth
High die the arch of blue.
When on his ear a far offecho noke;
In spectrae tones the chilling work wind spokes
and There the strange auroral vision broke
Upon his riar,
"Jeee lue" he cried "weird phanton of The north"
Out from what frozen Kiydom camest thou forthe
"By whom they glory giow?"
"Proudly they glettening host advances,"
"Gaily they erinison bauner dances"
"Boldly a thousand pleaning Cauces
Point up to Heaven,"
"Who guides they legions through The trackless ispace
Whether they gilded chariots luadly race!"
"Ho gave the My command!"
NEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1907.-MAGAZINE SECTION.
13
uburban
and
CountryLife
How to Have Flowers After Frost
By Wilhelm Miller,
and some of them look bad next to yellow.
There
is
more
sense
than
Editor of the Garden Magazine.
There
some
and
some
poor
seem
is
long
tedious
By
all
means
visit
good
collection
to find out the name of wild aster
T is commonly supposed that pompon
and
see
how
much
these
hardy
pompons
comparing
with
that
are the only flowers
have
been
They
are
the
the
In
despair
we can have after a killing
flowers
and
perennial
plants
frost has garden and land-
asters
that
can
resist
series
of
killing
know
that
the
kinds
you
scape, but last November
frosts,
them
with
snow
buy
are
the
most
promising
for
garden
making solid sheet
on their petals on Thanksgiving Day
effect.
pink color in my lawn near Englewood.
The perennial asters that glorify
our
The
most
important
species
is
Everybody saw was as
roads
have
not
been
taken
York
aster,
nished
and
delighted,
all
the
more
so
ously by American gardeners recent- fined to New or to the In-
en were that all these flowers
ne from a dozen bulbs planted in Oc-
er.
hese wonderful flowers are autumn
oming
crocuses,
and
you
will
act
kly you can them
bughout and the better part
November in our lawn or den
only or forty cents dozen.
best of the September bloomers is the
Varieties of
ron (crocus sativus), so called from
rich scarlet orange color of its promi-
3Hardy Perennial
& anthers These anthers have yielded
elebrated dye from almost prehistoric
Asters Bloom in
es, and the for this
October
Crocuses are not Harmed by a Snow
on In France.
he best of the bloomers is the
fall Now. Plant the Fall Blooming Species
nge zoned crocus (crocus zonatus), a
kish with a yellow belt Inside.
er this has gone species have ven
ad to call the Thanksgiv crocus
This vegetables alone will fortnight usually enable earlier you to mate or anything of the sort that is avail-
spring
able.
ocus speciosus) will bloom for about
than
and
enjoy
the
garden
ee weeks in November
fortnight
later
in
The best plan to pursue with the hardier
the
fall.
flowers
is
The most example of this
wet
them
thoroughly
with
he
earlier
these
bulbs
(or
corms)
are
ever
witnessed
spray from the hose at nightfall. This
was
In
the
the better. In fact, the middle
autumn
of
1904,
when
the
gardens
New
will enable you to enjoy Japanese anem-
of
August is probably the Ideal time. How
wer
ruined
by
ones,
phiox,
China
asters
and
torch
lilies
premature
frost
er, did not plant last year
about
the
middle
two
or
longer
than
if
of
you
had
September
first By that time
this
Six
weeks
Cater
had
8 saffron had the
to
to
an
old
There
is
way
In
estate
Long
bags from the store.
Island,
you
can
where
was
arge
and
imazed
at
But planted them. and
finding
everything
alive
and
get
them
four
and
five
inches
across
with-
ou need not be afraid to plant these cro-
Not
the
out
the
of
a greenhouse.
This
dahMas
ad
uses when they have made top growths
touched
and
gar-
tha
must
erect
tent
over
den
I an inch or two. It will only astonish
looked
good
Yet
hem
else
cover
this
"our family the more to see flowers a
was
right
Island
with
and
flaps
that
you
planting.
Sound, and October winds the
let
down
by
night
If
you
ave
them
no
joke.
The
explanation
that
to
your
house
can
open
the
cel-
not try a dozén of these this fall?
the
whole
estate
windows
and
heat
from
surrounded
There thirty cents to and a
by
a
helter
belt
of
evergreens
much
great deal of pleasure to be
Primarily,
this
of
way
you
can
flowers
as
course.
gained. that the are
the
ocean
was
sponsfole,
for
of
or
nearly
so,
and
large
bodies
of
some by various but is
water
the
bushes
will
be-
slower
wonderful how much cold the will
give
up
heat
in
autumn
cause
In
way
There
and
stand. They save themselves by closing at
to
up
spring
than
is
good
deal
of
work
to
on
windy
and
night and in bad weather.
soi!
But
cold
do
may
be
some
but
damage
than
is
For
it
to
big
Howers
The
prettiest
way
to
grow
them
is
to
instance, April often kill the
in your own yard at Thanksgi ing time.
put them in the lawn. Just take dibble
that are just
sharpened stick and make some holes
above the ground or else check them
about three inches deep. Cover the bulbs
badly.
Coal Tar for Roads.
with earth, and there are. In the
The best kind of windbreak is one of
OAL
tar
is
said
to
garden they last for
ment over orude oil for has
in
hedge is less ef.
used in and.
for more than one season, because they
in
can hardly compete with first class turf.
Some
Varieties
of
is
and fastest growing, but sheds its leaves
in
Now the time to begin hardy
in
layer
the
of
December
the
It
costs
Chrysandhemums Hardy Рошрой
only
$10
for
one
and
covers
the
surface
the
road
a
hrysanthemums It is not safe to plant
plants
two
and
to
three
skin
which
is
air
and
water
them in the fall in all parts of the coun-
tight,
not
only
holding
in
the
and
dust
in
dry
try. but is desirable that you visit
size
$90,
and
white
spruce
Will Bloom Until
which
weather, but preventing water soak
nursery or private garden where there
is
probably
the
of
all
Ing
This
into
the
is
is good of them, so that you
deal
but
when
or
about
can note the varieties you like best. This
Thanksgiving
consider
rate
one
you
the
coal
bill
and
the
three square yards. Garden Maga
has now because you
season
of
home
grown
vegetables
It
is
cannot trust the catalogue as
cheaper
in
the
long
run
to color and the time bloom is of great
It
s rather
late
to
plant
evergreens
in
ADV MENTS.
importance. For example, the wealthy
callipe (a mauve flower). and Aster
the North the middle of September,
people at Lenox, Mass. may prefer the
car. (a violet
unless
they
have
good
ball
of
blue
earth
September blooming varieties, because that
pale
wrapped
in
burlap
and
have
all
the
fine
is the there, whereas
Belgit,
var.
E.
G.
feeding
roots
preserved.
trees
you may want flowers in November after
Lowe,
ought
to
be
very
interesting
and
can
be
planted
any
time
after
all the shed their leaves.
You can Have Fall Blooming Crocuses in Your Lawn From
When Frost Comes.
the fall of the Newly planted privet
The Small Buttons.
The
September Through November.
always
too
dies back during
Again, you will want some of thhe "but-
for
the
Nothing
is
more
trying
the but quickly.
tons," or half-inch flowers, and some of
to
whe
to
wo
in
which
you
frost
garden
an
save
part
of
the
the improved kinds with flowers an inch
lay
wast
and
from
the
and
or two and there is fine
then
watch
long
of
golden
frosts.
year
there
are
for some of these
ly, but they are great favorites in England, credible as It man seem, there are thirty
The
latest
of
all
is
Aster
in
flowers
might
as
well
be
frosts
wo
or
three
weeks
before
the
kill-
where
they
are
called
Michaelmas
daisies.
six
or
this
large bushes are not so graceful
species
fiv
which
begins
and
blooming
as
ing
frost
is
due
now
the
fashion
to
'rom
Eng-
of
which
or
hardy
others
ugust,
the
thirty
in
Sep-
weather
penmitting,
into
December
But
You
would
as
think
dt
great
However,
these
light
land
frosts
often
hurt
species
that
be
our
and
one
in
October
Moreover, the chryeanth mum has sev
fear It is not very hardy its home
ould
If
you
woods
could
the plants, such cannas, scar
own
Practically
the
enjoy
fresh
all
perennial
The
colors
range
from
violet
through
in
the
wild
is
eral objectionable colors. In the lavender
from
Virginia
offered
to
Florida,
east
six
weeks
longer
asters
now
by
Amer
violet
than your
let
sage
helio-
nursery-
pink amaranth series of colors there are
rosy
Illac,
of
the
do
trope
and
geraniums.
All
to
men
were
originally
imported.
know
one
lavender and blush to and the cata-
many varieties that are too much alike,
There are ten October asters
you
prote
ted
from
cold
are
best
on
catalogue that lists ninety five kinds.
logues even claim pink and blue.
Of these the largest two are Aster laevis
winds by high fence, hedge or windbreak
frosty
with
boxes,
blankets,
and
don't
try
the
experiment
un-
thing.
Nobody
PLANT Your PEONIES IN September
knows
for
a
need
to
find
was
of
hat
money
plenty
is
to
burn
the
and
try
to
at
but
be
the
and
general
water
In
words
want
the
plants
by
a
well
are
by
feeding
and
Roduce Your
class
results
big
black
be
found
Fat Like Above
sticky
the
but
ashes
or
But
It
be
least
to
plant
so
we
not
worry
TRIAL BOX FREE.
to
a
depth
of
two
possible
The
is
to
as
stable
manure
mixed
No
dieting
exercise
as
exertion
is
sandy
hot
will
come
and
chew
Put
My
the
feet
the
of
your
most
does
the
apart
and
the
top
the
crown
two
to
white
the
am
afraid
the
only
You
to
him
the
first
day
you
try
this
wonderful
good watering and them alone
fill.
Make
up
for
the
N
you
in
year
by
having
Simply
fill
n your
name
and
address
region
tall
Ines and to
zero
during
the
of
Hogg Block Bat-
!ayer
hick
The
of
three
bloom
fully
tle
Creek
two
keep
six
you
of
varie
package
by
return
mall,
all
the
8011
to
the
safe
the
charges
prepaid.
the
ties.
first
The
no
open
about
more
middle of May. but the great month of
an
oak
Peonles
not
the
plants
to
buy
in
an
on
into
All
the
garden
The
fact
best
and
is,
the
largest
flowers
come
then
The
for
than
the
rate
of
the
are
not
nearly
so
numer
and
ea
ous
as
the
ones
are
planting
peonies
by
the
cre no
to
Who
can
And
no
wonder
want
this
The
fact
is
that
the
names
of
For Horses, Cattle, Dogs, Birds
more
and
are
that
rose
for
they
one
that
the
foot
one
means
the
ELLIMAN'S
MODERN DOUBLE CHINE SE
though
may
the
thing.
muddle
so
great
that
PEONIES
of
that
the
Peony
Cornell
They
University
together
to
bring
bloom
at
almost
the
the
plants
of
and
a sta
do
not
need
each
in
made
the
MISCELLA NEOUS ERTISEMENTS.
induced
to
give
the
largest
versity
Of
this
one
all
and.
further,
they
are
not
are
that
the
or
do
not
EACH
BAD BLOOD
the
of
eter
to
be
rid
is
Festiva
maxima
flowering
in
of
THE
OID
FASHOTED
RED
and
disease.
June.
PEONY
might
also
that
the
blooms
last
Leonora Bramwell standard type in
EMBROCATION
longer,
both
the
when
and
silvery rose, double For the best of
Cascarets
as
Durely
subjects
in
front
purplish
red
get
Gloire
face,
was
not
it
occupies
with
of
shrubbery
in
larger
gardens
the
peonies
Doual and in yellowish Solfa-
Elliman's Royal Embrocation.
have
space
minimum
labor.
fancy
means
for
all
our
their
own
way
when
compared
terre. If you want the early
Owing
its
antiseptic
properties
say
that
are
just
gardens
wen
think
that
with
the
kinds
you
will
be
in
any
can
be
used
with
in
the
Ind.
that
apples
After
flowering
the
masses
the including the
Clarence
Griffin,
Sheridan.
can
be
grown!
One
out
clump
of
rich
are
double
red.
the
skin
one
part
Elli-
you
not
have
touch
the
season,
alba
Among
=
Best For
again
for
ways scraggy usually covered with
the latest to Richardson rubra
AS
AN
EMOLLIENT
when
hand-
certainly
fiverears.
cts or
superba
is
the
best
known.
These
rubbing or massage is necessary to
you
would
best
plants
extremities.
ascarets The Bowels
AN ANEMONE FLOWERED PEONY
Finally
the
pushing
of
the
young
names
only
given
guides
to
the
the
very
best
and
the
very
great
fat growths in spring welcome
buyer,
there
many
hundreds
of.
AS A MILD
est
profusion
is
befor
to
the
plants
sight, seemingly to be the very embodiment
fered.
This
fall
you
will
have
to
get
By Archibald Hendricks.
danger
dying,
or
at
least
them
into
and
be
dispersed,
and
the
treatment
of
80
that
give
few
eight
or
of nature expression of awakening at the
nurseryman your
ears
CANDY CATHARTIC
han
warmer weather
own selection Next June
HERE can be no question that
next
May
and
June.
It
Plants
longer
or
eight
peony is the permanent and
that
men
will
tell
are
likely
out
the
centre,
In all these virtues of the
AS COUNTER IRRITANT
you ought to good
when
WHILE
isfactory
hardy
flower
September
is
hollow
ringof
earth
would not be blinded faults
All the varietfes here are her
blistering
as
WORK
YOU
in the treatment of chronic inflamma
a
bed
is
on
It
has
but
they
are
of
no
that
is,
die
down
to
that
time
plant
is
when
the
Peony
So-
slop
to
full
Sometimes
the
stems
the
ground
fall,
but
the
live
tion, thickened ligaments, old standing
the
last
two
weeks
of
September
Peonies
body
made
most
expert
ements, growths. The ac
up
the
Taste
and
ing
land.
rot
off
just
as
they
appear
above
ground,
and send up fresh growths each spring
Pleasant,
Palatable
Potent,
may
be
planted
with
perfect
success
of
the
peony,
has
gone
on
record
tion
511
a counter
grow
in
garden
and
the
flower
buds
blacken
There
are
some
other
peonies
that
are
CCO.
as
November,
when
of
planting
in
September.
Bu
any
and
19
be-
soll
average
and
is greatly increased by previously fo
of
that
is
not
over-
shr
up
instead
developing
into
shrubby
instead
of
and
they
the
roots
have
been
dug
up
earlier
the
menting the part ith hot water.
deavy
soil
glorbus
blooms,
It
possible,
just
before
the
midseason
her-
Co.
N.Y.
600
is
wet.
Because
it
1133
indeed
flower
Sterling
in
sand
for
the
but
year
Sold
and
by
saddlers.
plant
some
people
have
ad
an
idea
that
the
able,
that
these
two
troubles
are
but
dif-
baceous
kinds,
but
after
the
early
or
of-
garden
Elliman,
Sons
&
Slough,
England
ANNUAL SALE, TEN MILLION BOXES
safer to If the work of set-
is
no
ot
hardy
ting out the peony bed be delayed there is
will
yield
so
great
return
for
the
peony
will
grow
in
swamp,
but
take
my
fereit
expressions
of
one
and
a
the
same
ficinalis
type.
16
NEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, SETEMBER 8, 1907.-MAGAZINE SECTION.
BETH and MARJORIE and FAIRY MOTHS
HAT is this funny brown thing,
Nurse?" asked Marjorie.
Bx Anna Glen
Stoddard
"I
began with the Queen's horrid, ugly step-
was very gracious to Beth and Marjorie
found it hanging on bush."
mother, who makes trouble for all the
and paid them a compliment.
fairies. She's always thinking up spells
"That is cocoon, said
A whole bevy of fairies were fluttering
and casting them on us for nothing at all.
You have unusually sharp eyes," she
Nurse. "You know, butterflies and moths
about the The yellow seated
One day the Queen stepped on her toe,
said, "although it's quite amusing that
come
out
of
them."
quite and she was so furious
most people can't tell us from moths."
herself on Beth's thimble. which had been
"Is there butterfly inside this?" Mar-
left the nursery table. "We need more
that she turned us into moths on ac-
Fairies are inquisitive little creatures,
jorie's eyes grew big and she held the
chairs,
she
said.
count of it. We are fairies-
and after nook and corner
n-waiting. The worst thing about it is
of the nursery they flew into the chil-
cocoon to her ear, as if it were a watch.
'Would do?' asked Marjorie.
Beth and present
the Here she her voice
dren's
bedroom.
But the cocoon did not tick.
ly the fairy party vere daintily
as had done. "It is the spell of
The street lamp shone brightly into this
"How did it get in, Nurse?"
sipping
dew
the lights. All moths obey You can't
room, as have told you, and the window
Marjorie sat beside them, cups, eating Beth choco and
and
keep from lights, and if you fall in
was open. Alas and alack! Before Beth
"It was wurrem when it got in."
late was y lovely party.
you are burned up or your wings are
and Marjorie knew what had happened
Nurse's ideas of natural history were
"This is very nice of you, Beth and
singed so any
their beautiful little friends flocked out
vague.
Marjorie,
said
Primrose and this is bell, fairy. and this am
the
yellow
Here all the fairies wrung their little
hands and Beth and Marjorie thought
of the window and circled about the dan-
Twelve-year-old Beth was studying her
lessons under the trees where Nurse and
is wing' Flutter-fly and of and Filmy
how many times they had seen moths
gerous lamp. The spefl of the light
-and
lots
others.
circling about street lamps and even their
them close to its hot flame, and they flut-
Marjorie were sitting.
own
nursery
candle.
tered about the globe.
"Fairies, went on Primrose, some-
times teeny bit cross when they
"Poor little fairies," said Marjorie
Beth and Marjorie ran down stairs and
"Caterpillars spin these cocoons,
Margy," she said. "They tuck themselves
hungry, but now I'm quite willing
"Can't the spell be broken
out
into
the
street.
you all about the spell You see that
"It if any one knew the charmed
'Oh, dear fairies, come away, please
up warm and snug and hang on twig
large
cocoon,
the
only
one
words,
said
do. wept Beth. Please, please come
a long, long time. When they come out
come out Marjorie showed hasn'
that
"Time to call the Queen," said Flutter-
away
from
lamp!
they are lovely moths and butterflies in-
to Nurse in the garden was still unopened.
fly.
Poor little fairies! They knew they
stead of horrid old caterpillars. Don't
"The that, said Primrose.
won't try to describe the Queen. She
would fall into the but they
you think it would be fun to collect all
"She sleep late we
that to
could not get away The spell the
the cocoons we can find and hang them
wakened her She's sweet.
imagine her. But will tell you that she
Queen's had cast upon them
as you will see, and has the best taste in
wore star in her hair and had
kept them hovering about its terrible
up in the nursery so we can watch them
wings of anybody in Fairyland It
brightness.
ing green wings with rainbow spots. She
The ran round and round the
come out
light, still begging the fairies to come
Marjorie clapped her hands.
"Let's begin now!" she cried.
Marjorie heard little wee voice calling
Beth brought a box lid, and they
her name. She could not see thing.
Then the little voice said, am sitting
searched diligently. By teatime they
on the toe of your slipper, Marjorie. Lift
had found four. Next day Marjorie found
me up on your shoulder so needn't speak
another in the grapevine and Beth se-
Marjorie looked at her toe. An ant sat
cured two on her way from school. They
Can You Guess
and she lifted him to her shoulder
cut some small branches from the bushes
as
he
directed.
and hung the cocoons upon them in the
The Names of
"You are a good girl, Marjorie." he
nursery. In few days they had quite a
never step ant hills. You
collection. Some large, fat, brown
Guess the name of the ice that are frightened by cats,
understand, as few children do, that ant
hills are our houses and time
some silvery and some so small that
The ice that tastes good in a cake,
are
property is destroyed and our families
they were sure the baby caterpillars
are smashed. Only yesterday you care-
must have spun them. The biggest of all
The ice that you pay for the goods that you buy,
fully stepped over block of flat-houses
and the silkiest was the one Marjorie
owned by me. If you had destroyed
showed to Nurse the first day in the gar-
Presently
the
Fairy
Party
The ice that we don't like to take.
them should have been ruined finan-
cially. am grateful. Some time ago
den. She and Beth watched them with
Were Seated. 28
was in Fairyland on business and the
great interest.
Queen's stepmother in a moment of good
The ice, thick or thin, that IS cut from loaf,
humor told me the charm which undoes
When the cocoons had been hanging in
tered my fingers tearing a hole in the old
the moth spell. Say it over after me.
the nursery about two weeks Marjorie
thing.
The ice that's a brief pace of time,
Marjorie and then she danced
was awakened in the night by fluttering
ou beautifullest little pet," whispered
out under the lamp, crying:-
Beth.
The is never repeated but once
sound. She lay still in her little bed listen-
"Glittery, glimmery,
The fairy pulled herself through the
Ing, watching the jagged leaf shadows
The icelthat warn clime.
Flickery, shimmery,
hole with her wings folded flat on her
Fly down from the lamp!"
dancing on the wall. There was a gas
back. They yellow and she
And the fairies flew down, every one.
lamp in the street which filled the chil-
opened and shut them several times.
"Gracious she said, "how cramps
They were so frightened for few min-
dren's room with faint radiance. The
your wings to be folded up long! Mine
The ice that's an-emblem and also a scheme,
utes that they on the grass and
nursery opened into the bedroom and the
are positively stiff." She was brunette,
gasped. Beth and Marjorie picked them
and wore yellow gauze. "Did you sleep
sound of faint fluttering came from it.
well?" she asked the fairy on the window
Tree Top Directory
The ice that are shaken and thrown,
up and set them on dandelions. The dear
little ones were so grateful and happy to
Marjorie knew quite well what it was.
pane.
The ice that's exact, that is fine and refined
be free from the spell that they gave the
children butterfly kisses, invited them to
One of the moths had come out.
'Yes, indeed." said the white fairy.
Beth was still asleep.
about bright flower beds and
(CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK.)
The ice that is best left alone.
all their parties and promised to serve
glow worms and moonlight nights But
is for the Falcon bold,
them they wished. And they
"Wake up, Beth," called, softly; "I
she lowered her voice- 'once had the
F.G.
decided not to go back to Fairyland,
think one of our moths is out.'
nightmare. It was about great shining
A trained hunter he,
where the lived.
thing couldn't keep away from. knew
at all, but to start new Fairyland in
Beth rubbed her sleepy eyes, fumbled
Who rode with lords and ladies
Beth's and Marjorie's garden.
ought not go near it, but something
about for her slippers, and then two little
made me flutter about it. nearer and
In chase across the lea.
white figures stole into the nursery
Just as was about fall into
One or more letters blaced in front of the word ice
Answers to Last Week's Flower
It was moonlight, and they could see
the terrible of woke
The yellow fairy her face with
is for the graceful gull,
makerleach of the words described. The answers
Puzzle.
distinctly that a white moth was flut-
her
tiny
hands.
tering helplessly against the window
"Don't speak of it, my dear." she said.
Far gliding o'er the sea,
will be published next Sunday.
The answers to last week's flower puz-
zles are follows yflower, fox
pane.
"The very mention of it makes me giddy.
Her cradle is the rocking wave,
glove, snowdrop, larkspur, for-
Isn't it sweet little one?" said Mar-
the
spell.of
monk's
spell?" said Marjorie aloud.
As gentle as can be.
harebell, lily, marigold, the-pulpit.
jorie, tiptoeing to the window. "It has
Both fairies looked up nd
dusty miller wings, all powdery. Oh,
"Was that thunder asked the white
fairy
is for the Humming Bird,
Beth!" she cried. sharply
really do believe," cried the yellow
Beth, who had been looking curiously
He's rich in jewels rare;
fairy, "that these are actually creatures.
at the other cocoons. came to the win-
thought they were a range of moun-
His glowing ruby collar
dow. She saw at once why Marjorie had
tains! makes you 60 enormous?
asked
Beth,
You'll often see him wear.
Hint From Uncle Dick
cried
she
out.
I'm sure can't Beth apologized.
The little powdery, white winged crea-
can' it, you know.
I is for the Ibis red,
ture was no moth, but fairy, so tiny
'Nobody has any business to be thou-
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TWISTED
and fragile that you could have crushed
sands of miles long and of miles
A-wading in the Nile.
All Rights Reserved.
her between your thumb and finger. She
wide," went on the fairy, pettishly. "It
was not more than an inch high. She
makes
me
She's always basking in the light
RUBBER BAND
wore filmy gauze robe and had golden
Please tell us about the spell," begged
of Sphinx's stony smile.
hair little face. Marjorie
Marjorie.
and Beth were breathless, but the fairy
had nothing to eat yet," said the
did not seem to see them. They were
fairy, "and my rule is No history before
for the wicked Jay,
too big to be seen, suppose. You know
breakfast.
yourself that you could not see the whole
"What would you like?" said Marjorie,
A hobo bird is he
WOOD
State of New York at glance!
"A new fallen dewdrop in a lily of the
Who feasts on eggs and stolen nuts
A sound caused the children to turn
valley cup is my favorite breakfast," she
From nest and hollow tree.
che
Saucy
Sheep
RUBBER ND MOTORBOAT
M.A.Gion
H
ERE Dick which is suggestion from Uncle knife to the shape shown in the illustra- water. Then let go, and that boat will
is
much
simpler
than
tion, Then take rubber band, and, plac-
simply
eat
his
up
space
while
the
ideas
rubber
usually
are
and
which
any
ing
little
piece
of
wood
in
the
middle
band
unwraps.
boy
or
girl
can
carry
out
without an
of
the
band,
slip
the
two
ends
over
the
great
amount
Of course, when the rubber band has
of
fact, all that is necessary is small flat In band up as much as possible. It is nec- out come and the boat the stops, piece so it is wood necessary falls
material
or
labor.
ends of wood. Then twist the rubber
unwound
ure,
piece which of wood. such as you see in the
essary to hold the piece of wood fast to put on power again by winding the
should be cut out with a pen- until you have placed the boat in the band up in the same position as at first.
Tommy's Dream: Prize Story in Young Contributors' Contest.
large stone by the side of the road and
which have been received are from
Every week prize will be given for
the best contribution sent by a boy
then be knew that he was on the Moon,
Gwenoline Claubault, Lucile Milten-
girl. The contribution may be
for he saw the people on the earth looking
berger, Margaret M. Carroll, Clair
at him. Now Tommy didn't cry as many
o Donohue, Marguerite Henry, Thirza
an essay or
E
If an is sent it may any Dem.
other children would, but he looked
A. Wilson, Virginia Watson, Frances
around and started to walk to place that
Bowne, Winifred Warren, Helen
teresting subject, but should not
longer than three words. The
he saw further down the road. He
W Louise Worthington, Dor
slowly until he saw cart down
thy Smallen Mary C. Van Schaick,
prize will be box of Little Nemo writ
behind him, so he got behind tree and
Lisk,
ing paper. Address Young Contribu-
waited Soon the cart
Mary Majain, May Eife and Marion
1 MAKE THE SHEEP.
tors' HERALD. Contest, NEW YORK SUNDAY
him and he saw that the was like
dog. with ears like an elephant, and
Some of the young poets of the week,
Cut out the sheep and fold down all the dotted tabs. Fold upward the two half circles marked by X. Paste eacheg to its
that the horse was like man
whose are interesting,
reverse, which is joined to it, and do the same to the tail. Connect the two sides of the sheep by means of the tab A. Fld down
By Wiliam Seully.
The driver saw Tom and said
Elizabeth Fatzinger, Dora Glass, Helen
No. 70 East 123d Street.
like this:- cad fre bartz? Ju fes,'
Bratter Maude Harris, Edna Rub-
both sides of the sheep from the long narrow back section as in the small model. Fold downward each of the three lins which
and, hopping off the wagon, he got
Aline de Kernay W. Chew,
cross the back section. Paste the tabs B along the lines of the neck. Paste the semi-circles X to the horns, and paste th tabs C
OMMY sat in the big armehair watch
which
and
tied
Frances Casey Florence
down the lines of the face. Paste the nose together by the edges. Cut off the letters X, X. Fold over the piece marked b D and
ing the fire, for it was after bed time,
This done, he shoved
Viola Clothilde Kettell and Her-
and Tommy felt little sleepy, when
him the cart and started
bert
John
Zeiller
paste to the other side of the sheep by E. Paste F where it naturally falls. Cut away the letter D. Fold over the chet piece
all at once the fire vanished and beauti-
sooner bad he that when Tom fell
In with the poems the editor
and paste to the other side of the sheep by H. Spread the legs slightly apart and the sheep will stind firmly.
ful young lady stood in its place.
through the and lay on
the Children's Page wants to remind
the
ground.
This
the
mad
the children all the verses must be
was nine
beat
Tom
and
blue
until
original- means that the verses must
he this fair lady
before
him
he
knew
howl that made him fright
composed by the contributor.
that
it
was
and he jumped on his wagon and
They must not be copied from books or
mother. She spoke to
away.
Tommy
any sort Several of the
your birthday
mamma
Oh,
hay made the of think-
about. violen One and of presently the cocoons tiny trembling hole ap- replied. honey when "although honeysue am kles fond of drop shadow and patches of moonlight, boked handful of lilies in ca any more fairies you wish, and
at the age nine
dog
has
got
was right send in a poem
are
peared
in
in
séason."
strangely
unfamiliar.
She
came
and
wanted
will whatever may
once
felt
some
touch
his
hell had
been
was
eir
copied.
the
and
the
darlingest
Be
sure
the
breakf:
She
come
true.
So
moon
now
shining
make
fairy
stuck
her
head
on
afraid
but
she
out.
She nodded
went
straight
to
also
stopped
in
the
pary
on
in
the
way
be
eareful,
papa
and
There are not so many drawings sent
you
pick
said
the
up
as
fairy.
bed.
in as other Some of those
a
friendly
She
manner
to
was
surprise
to
find
all
the
lily
two
own
window pane said locked the door dow and the back out stairs, into
the
one
on
the
stole
nd
he
told
who have sent in drawings this week
May Ralph Paul Sperry. Mabel
COCOOL dreadfully tough have blis garden which. with its black masse
Zapke, Emma Anshushi
esting
stories
and
Caroline
Cahn.
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To see oursel's as ithers see us.'
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NEW york City.
MAR 8 - 1911
Date
PERENNIAL.
READ a story years ago
In Ayer's Almanac,
It was a funny one, and so
I've sort of kept its track;
I've heard it told and then retold
By many different folk;
I never told them it was old,
But laughed to hear the joke.
I 've seen it credited " Exchange"
In columns of the press,
I 've heard it sprung as new and stran
By speakers, more or less;
I 've read it in the magazines,
And on the vaudeville stage
The histrions and actorines
Have made it quite the rage.
It's credited to Chan Depew,
And Beveridge and Taft,
?
To Dr. Cook and Teddy, too,
And others, by the raft;
And if I live-I hope for this-
A hundred years, I'll meet
This story's apotheosis
In some staid English sheet !
Berton Braley.
ded no mention
phe had occurre
mg that instant in
Homer C2
BALL.
the dark,
held a spark,
the rest seemed to vanish;
Fame,
frame
rably Spanish.
sight.
hat night !
reamy, love-laden !
THE might be
me,
of the maiden.
ned !
el hand
visions wrote "Finis"
100 proud,
wd,
DID SHE?
Pores Maginnis!
LADY.-Why should I buy an egg-beater ?
Walter G. Doty.
PEDDLER.-Well, the lady next door tho
you might return hers if you did!
I WANT TO GO
SAILING WITH PEARY
BY Martin Green.
They may talk of the job that the President holds,
Of the snaps in the old City Hall.
They may tell of the salary Paul Morton gets,
But It don't interest me at all.
There's a berth that I'd take in a minuto, h'gee!
And not feel a little bit scary;
It's the one only job in the wide world for me
I want to go sailing with Peary.
IL
I want to go up and go up and go up
Where the icebergs are formed overnight,
Where the plaintive complaint of the young walrus pup
Is frapped ere it's out of his sight.
In a negligee shirt and a soft straw chapeau,
And other apparel quite airy,
I'd like to take exercise shovelling snow
I want to go sailing, with Peary.
III.
I'd give seven dollars to climb the North Pole
In a suit of translucent pajamas;
I sigh for an icicle dropped down my buck
As big as a bunch of bananas.
On a little red sled, drawn by reindeer or dogs,
Or anything not ordinary,
I'd like to ride 4,386,729,851 miles
I want to go sailing with Peary.
IV.
I'd like to stand out on the crest of a mount,
With the mercury 80 below,
Till my ears froze so stiff that they'd be no account
Save to drop and make holes in the snow.
Oh, give me a glimpse of the Labrador coast,
Where the wind is robust and contrary,
Where they think any point above zero a roast
1 want to go sailing with Peary.
TOLICEMAN
THE MARKS OF
MATRON
HIS HANDS
ON MY
THROAT.
aw passed it would be still more diffi-
class consists of the man who, having
cult to make out a clear case in most
no means of suport, or none that is
Instances, as the necessary evidence
lawful, falls naturally into the society.
of the women of the street, and they
would not be procurable.
look to each other for the poor apology
Treat Them as Vagrants.
for domesticity which is denieu them on
any other terms. The last is the Gen-
"Under the vagrancy act they can be
dron type, simply a slave driver, and,
arrested repeatedly, as long as they
fortunately, I believe this type is com-
continue their mode of life. and they
paratively rare, though it seems that
can be put to the proof themselves as
it is on the increase in New York,
to their means of livelihood and must
and measures must be taken to sup-
of necessity be convicted. Splendid
press it.
work is being done by the police in this
respect now, and I have hope that it
Pleasure to Sentence Them.
will be continued until tangible re-
"I have seen hundreds of cases of
sults of a decisive character will result.
all kinds and have them constantly be-
As it is dozens of these men are being
fore me. I take great pieasure in send-
FARTHEST NORTH.
Northward trudge our virile heroes-
Northward toward the Pole,
Facing perids of the ice-floes-
Facing still the goal.
Many in their journey perish-
Many, all have failed;
Others still the project cherish-
Others have not quailed.
How shall they relate the story-
They who realize?
What will be the tingling glory
Of that last lone prize?
Man must ne'er his purpose alter,
He must never stop,
He must never cease or falter
Till he is on top-
Till in triumph he shall sit,
Undisputed peer,
On the very roof and summit
Of this bulging sphere!
Nothing must be left forsaken,
Nothingleft unknown;
Man must everything have taken,
Czar in every zone.
Never in your efforts waary,
Till the things you get,
Try again, Commander Peary,
You can do it yet.
Bon Voyage! this time, Lieutenant,
Plant our banner high,
Win yourself the flaunting pennant,
Nearest to the sky.
W.F.Liongarre,
Paste this in your cap
317 W. 56 th Lt,
and read it al-the Pole!
V. y. City
PEARY
Men call him mad and ask what worth
One little point of frozen earth?
One worthless unit of a sphere
That holds so much to bless and cheer?
Behold the vast plains of the West,
Go forth, they say, and choose the best;
Or in the city's throbbing heat
alve there the problems you will meet.
For all! They never guess the strength
That ads him o'er an ocean's length
And bids him brave the cold and snow
And forces that we little know.
What tho' the shifting southern pack
Shall close for aye the homeward track?
What tho' a bleak, untrodden shore
And fearful perils loom before?
This is his life, to do and dare,
To battle with this northern air,
To see the same white landscape run
Behind him 'neath the midnight sun;
To brave the dangers of the floes,
On constant watch for nameless foes;
To see the wond'rous life and forms
That revel 'mid contending storms,
And feel that all that he has gained
Is nothing to the unattained.
He seeks not gold, nor yet a. name,
Far easier won are wealth and fame.
His goal is not one little spot,
One great achievement calls him not;
But the grand mystery of a world
Thro' an unmeasured distance hurled,
Out of the chasm of the past
Into the unknown blank and vast.
So when the red aurora's lights
Shall paint with flame our winter nights,
We'll pray for Peary and the few
Who dare to dream, who dream to do.
CHARLES CLINTON JONES.
Pleasant Valley, Amesbury, Mass.
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It was not for the Arctic gold and a claim at the
end of the great white trail;
for yet for the arctic Care- for a map of the floe
and a graph of the gale:
But the quest came out of a primitive urge in
the blood of our common birth
The lure of the last lone verge and the desert
end of the rolling earth
For this he abandoned the green of the world
the lakes and the hills and the leas,
and rivers of mid summer nations, and banks with
the Corn and the vine and the tries,
and the genial zones of the plants rains, and the
belt of the plants's flomers;
for This he abandoned all cities - their singing
households,and,
and sunsets and formers.
Onward, north of the Northern Lights, hungry and cold
and alone,
Eternity under his frozen feet and the snows of
the ages unknown,
with never the boom of the purple seas, nor
ever a mountain of fire,
North of the Plain of the thousand stain - who
were dead of The same desire!-
THE UNIVERSITY OF WISCONSIN
MADISON
DEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH
Till the East and the West mere lost in the South, and
the horth mas no more, and he stood
Face to free with the ancient dressn thro his hope
and his hardihood,
and the alien akies where The polar sun ment
round the horizon's rim
and The nameless ice below belonged at last
To The race thro him.
To Commander R. E. Teary,
the Diseover of the north
Pole, with the respect ful
regards of W.E. Lunard
Madison, Wis
august 27,19,0.
THE UNIVERSITY OF WISCONSIN
MADISON
DEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH
Copyright by Washingtom Davis, Santa Barbara, California; all rights
reserved, all infringements prosecuted.
NARRATIVEIII-VOL. I
Rear-Admiral Robt. E. Peary Discovers the North Pole,
Rivaling the Record of Christopher Columbus.
One mild October day, in fourteen ninety-two,
A tropic island rose from the depths of sea and sky of blue,
In fragrant forest clad, whence tribes of Indian hue
Came wondering out to meet Columbus and his wondering crew,
Who found a western world of which they never knew
But staked a conquering flag from which great peoples grew.
Four centuries feiled the bravest nations of the earth
To find the weird, far, frozen secret of the North,
In frightful solitudes kept since creation's birth,
Where longest day and watches of black night helf forth
Unbroken save by rumbling league of ice-packed sea
And steel-barbed winds, in their perennial wars with snow,
Till Peery and his faithful Eskimo took tea
On this globe's top- no further can a mortal go - -
First greeting Heaven's stars with the stars and stripes below.
2-
"I believe in you, Peary, and I believe
in your success, if it is in the possiblity of
man," wasthe parting injunction of Theodore
Roosevelt, then President of the United States
AKBAR
Exploring Tours.
You may talk of exploration,
Its effect on navigation,
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And the many other benefits to be derived
from it;
You may say that Peary's clever,
Talk of Amundsen's endeavor,
But I VOW with the explorers I am quar-
reling a bit.
Men declare there's honor in it;
That it's worth a fight to win it,
And I have no doubt they'd shout if more
explorers came to light.
Mortals seem to catch the fever-
Each would be a bold achiever-
And the thought of exploration sets them
scheming day and night.
I declare it is outrageous,
For the thing has grown contagious;
There are much too many people who are
on exploring bent.
It is hard to take it lightly,
When you see your wifey nightly
Go explore your trousers' pockets till she
doesn't leave a cent!
M. Herald NATHAN M. LEVY.
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an
SUPPOSING YOU OR I.
ole
By GEORGE THORNTON EDWARDS.
ne;
and
S
UPPOSING you or I had saved a life
or-
And jeopardized our very own in
saving,
the
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68
The Old Pole Star
Hezekiah Pung! Why not-if it weren't
I took in the situation from the gully, being
for that twinkle of light which stood for
in a blue shirt and gloriously happy over
civilization? In a whimsical impulse she
a fortune found with the East ahead, I
held out her hand to him.
thought I ought to do the classical thing;
"Really, it's not Pung. Possibly you've
and-well, much as I love the desert, little
heard of the Grahams of Taunton. One
old New York is good enough for me, if-
of them was something of an actor in the
if-
class of 'OI," he observed. "You see, when
She did not withdraw her hand.
Seriburs
Jan. 1902
THE OLD POLE STAR
By Edith Wharton
BEFORE the clepsydra had bound the days
Man tethered Change to his fixed star, and said:
"The elder races, that long since are dead,
Marched by that light; it swerves not from its base
Though all the worlds about it wax and fade."
When Egypt saw it, fast in reeling spheres,
Her Pyramids shaft-centred on its ray
She reared and said: "Long as this star holds sway
In uninvaded ether, shall the years
Revere my monuments-" and went her way.
The Pyramids abide; but through the shaft
That held the polar pivot, eye to eye,
Look now-blank nothingness! As though Change laughed
At man's presumption and his puny craft,
The star has slipped its leash and roams the sky.
Yet could the immemorial piles be swung
A skyey hair's breadth from their rooted base,
Back to the central anchorage of space,
Ah, then again, as when the race was young,
Should they behold the beacon of the race!
Of old men said: "The Truth is there: we rear
Our faith full-centred on it. It was known
Thus of the elders who foreran us here,
Mapped out its circuit in the shifting sphere,
And found it, 'mid mutation, fixed alone."
Change laughs again, again the sky is cold,
And down that fissure now no star-beam glides.
Yet they whose sweep of vision grows not old
Still at the central point of space behold
Another pole-star: for the Truth abides.
3
Drawn by Harrison Fisher.
"Yessum," he answered, as he poured the coffee into her cup.-Page 66.
FRANK H. NORTON
2230 SEVENTH AVE.
THE MAJESTIC"
New York, Dec. 30 1909.
my Dear Commender Peary,
to those perecy 6002 else on the final
I beg bad my congratulation
greath pleased that I never surence)
outcome of the Book affair. Jane
in my confident belief as to his case
- find the start. Thave fought every
Gody I Know in Harlen!
factical screed on the subject
En Enclosed Isend an amering
print in Boston
which came time from a
"Happy new Year of yourfaining
nith best rishes for a
and yourself- Jam always
yours faithfully
Thank sorton.
"Since Peary Reached The Ble."
the have the automobile, now the airship's coming out,
which soon will be the only way for folhs to more about;
The have the smokeless powder, and the wireless to tegraph,
and other freak inventions, enough to make are laugh!
Buh, then, wearnot satisfied; we must go up to the front,
and bring surprise anevery with some outlandish "stent!"
and so webstried most everything; yet taken as a whole,
There way behind, in all of these, since Peary reached Pole!
shhen Peary had his hit packed up,and started for the north,
The packed his overcoate and furs, and gloverand heavy loads,
He knowjust what he'd go against, before Le issued forth;
and medicine, andall such staff, and alas several "shoote"!
and when the Roodevelt got up steam prepared to make her tip,
Bld Peary looked at his Hugerson and then said Let her rip!"
The whittle shrieked, the bellodiderang, -outon the sea they stole,
and kept their pourse to Northward, till Peary was had the Pall
The Starrand striper he planted there, and left them in the ise,
So So he coved see them once again, if he should go there twice;
He'd So find that Peany'd beenthere first, and haddlt been eo slow!
if someother per son thought that that far becomed,
just For lay our aches and cares and all join in the fun,
now there's aside no use talking of the things that should he done,
and bftusall back inithe shady for Peary resched the Pole!
Peary just got downand listle tiny mole,
Philip Firmith
M. Virginia
Norfrek Va.
you,
Lient R. E Peary.
Flash the news from sea to sea,
mighty admiral is he,
Daring seaman very !
Stars and Stripes the welkin ring,
Every Hag shall trophies bring,
Our heroic Peary.
Dang'rous ice and cruel cold
Daunted not this sailor bold;
On his journey frigid,
Bravely pressed with courage strong,
Through the arctic nights so long,
Perilous and rigid.
Every difficulty passed,
His the longed for goal at last,
His the fame and glary.
yes, he stood exulting there
In the crisp and frozen air;
Onward roll the story.
(2)
Long as time and tide endure,
Honored be the literature
with Peary on its pages.
Written on the scroll of fame,
Every tongue shall shout his name
Far adown the ages.
Ophelia Pauline Carter
Chorus (if set to music)
shout aloud the Polar story:
Sing ye nations Ring;
Let your echoes ring.
sing of Peary - Arctic-Glory.
Wide his banner thing!
Wide his banner Hing!
Written you the Peary Aretic Club.
O Peary! with the scorchin' summer here,
And everybody payin' double price
For little weeny, teeny bits of ice,
It dost no longer seem so very queer
That thou shouldst have the bravery to steer
Thy ship up North where it is cool and nice.
I'll bet you smile whilst thinkin' thou hast twice
The fun we're havin' at this time of year.
Copyright, 1907, by THE CENTURY Co.
OF
And, by the by, since thou dost understand
The pole is an imaginary spot,
Why not "imagine" thou hast found it and
Of time and trouble save an awful lot?
Couldst others track thee to that frozen land
And prove thou didst not find it? I guess not!
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ROBERT EDWIN PEARY
A narrative of life and work along the shores and upon the
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On July 16th, 1905, Commander Peary left America
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in the ship Roosevelt," a vessel built especially for this
The dog teams, which had been secured and taken
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He remained on the vessel until February, 1906, when
'farthest north" for this trip, his observations showing 87°
he found it impossible to proceed further north in her on
6", a point 174 miles from the pole and about 35 miles
account of the density of the ice.
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Peary
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Peary
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Parry
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Markham
83° 20"
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Lockwood
83° 24"
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Peary
84° 7"
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86° 14"
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"ocrText": "admiral Robert Pearry\nCearry Arctic Club\nNew York City, N.Y.\nHonorablessir,\nPlease accept this little token as a\nmark of respect, It is with lofty feelings\nof Pride Dadmire your greatest\nacchievements, The discovery of the\nnorth Pole,\nWith best wishes from an humble\ncitizen of your native Town, I'am\nRespectfully yours,\nacknowledge Receipt) JamesJ Cresson McCartury Pac\nPeary, \"The Discoverer\".\nThe good ship \"Roosevelt\" for an Artic voyage was built\nIt's Mission North was Science and Research\nTwa's manned by men as brave as ever crossed the wave\nWho on top of Mother Earth were bound to perch.\nSay's Pearry to his men we now must try again\nThe discoverer must be from our Land\".\nOn that memorable day they proudly sailed away\nWith brave Leiutenant Pearry in command.\nThis task he oft had tried, resolved to do or die\nThen surrounded by his comrades good and true\nThe failure of the past to ocean winds he cast\nMore confident than ever with his crew.\nThe unknown North he found then in raptures gazed around\nand beheld the Snow and Ice and Artic seas\nHe had reached the long sought goal, and discovered the North Pole\nThe unfurled the stars and stripes upon the breeze.\nNow he's home once more other mysteries to explore\nLet the honor that is due go to his name\nHe has bravely fought and won he's Comumbia's native son\nand entitled to adorn the\"hall of fame.\"\nChorus\nAll Hail commander \"Pearry\" likewise your gallant crew\nWho sailed away in grand array across the qater blue\nYour uncle \"Sammy\" told you when he bid you all goodbye\nTo find the\"top\" for on that spot the \"Stars and Stripes\" should fly.\nAfter\ndays, return to\nAZUNITED\nCRESSON, Cambria Pmy Co., PA.\nselivery\nof incomplete address\nPA\nTHE\nSTATE\nadmiral Robert E. Pearry.\nSearcher No. 5\nSouth\nPeasy Quatic Club maine\nthrough Bevollyn Hauryork City N.\nR OOKLYNNI SEP\nB 4-PM -\n1916\nTHE POLE CONQUERORS.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards\nall dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail Not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no blackness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming\nwill\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce\nwind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their\nsouls\nCourage to die -- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their\nthirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward\nthe goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they\ntravel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn the Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed\nquest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the\nworld?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of\nman\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their\nteeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They\nhave dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden -- dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The stars that led\nThe leaders of this quest have held the\nworld\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall they fail. They never fail who\nlight\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. They shall find the\nstrange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor these indomitable, destined souls,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift their warm lips to the Frozen\nGrail.\nElsa Barker.\nTELEPHONE\nIntended\nfor 929 REPiay CHELSEA\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers ste us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nNEW YORK\nCABLE ADDRESS:\n\"ROMEIKE,, NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nmoon\nFrom\nAddress Date melfort Sask\nNOV 11 1914\nCommodore Peary, discussing hot-\nels with a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dress-\ning room. These hotels can't do\nenough to make you comfortable.\"\n884\nCommodore Peary stroked his mous-\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said; \"when I stopped\ni\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious\nhotel, Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed his\nI\nhands and said anxiously:\n1\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir.\"\nAM\nCOME EAKLY IF YOU WANT I\nDon't forget that family group.\nE.C. DUPOIS,\n-\nTELEPHONE\nIntended\n\"O To for see wad 929 oursel's some CHELSEA power as ithers the giftie see us.\" gi'e us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\nROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom Date Address Sydney Lafe Record AUG 25 1914 Paton\nObliging.\nCommodore Peary, discussing\nhotels with a Washington reporter,\nsaid:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nE\nand more luxurious. Every bed- 1884\nroom has its private bath and dress-\ning room. These hotels can't do\nenough to make you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his\nmoustache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stop-\nped, just after my return from the\nNorth Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxuri-\nous hotel, Mr. Ford bowed and rub-\nbed his hands and said anxiously.\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed,\nВИЗМОЯ YAVGH\nN,VOV\nLUILS\na sailing tomorrow. It is not known\nwill official circles to what port she\nand bound. She is displaying no col\nand and it 13 believed here that the V\nis to sel is preparing to carry the coal\nable German cruisers off the Atlar\nhen coast.\n'is The Brandenburg has on boa\nsufficient food supplies to last\nL 50 crew of 125 men for a year. 1\nor vessel arrived here Aug. 5 fr\n⑉\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended for\n\"O wad some power the E Pary. giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nNEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nNEWS\nAddress\nDate\nMICKEESPORT: will 6'= 1914\nPAI\nly recovered. He had a leg broken\nNEWSY NOTES\na day before the wedding by falling\nunder an automobile. \"Nicky Ben\" is\nthe pet collie of Mrs. McAdoo. He is\nthe constant companion of McAdoo's\nstablished:\nchildren.\nGATHERED AT\nA. Z. Hunt, a noted, veteran Po-\ntomac river fiesherman, is today the\nenvied of all local disciples of Izaak\nCAPITAL CITY\nWalton. The envy is inspired by what\nis claimed to be a \"record catch\" in\nall history of Potomac bass fishing-\nincidentally famo'is through the coun-\ntry-of a big, small-mouth black bass.\nSeveral Amusing Incidents\nHunt's catch tipped the scales at 61/2\nTo Enliven Nation's\npounds. It measured 221/2 inches and\nwas landed after a play of 20 minutes\nBusy Men.\nabove the dam at the famous Great\nFalls of the Potomac.\nBy BURTON K. STANDISH.\nA \"Rip Van Winkle\" of the civil\n(Written for the United Press.)\nwar is on the rolls today of the Kit\nWASHINGTON, July 6.-The\nCarson post, No. 2, Department of\nPeary-Cook North Polar controversy\nthe Potomac of the Grand Army of\nis still creating occasional amuse-\nthe Republic, in the person of Jede-\nment in Washington. A newspaper\ndish W. Higgins. According to asser-\nman was standing on a street cor-\ntions to friends, Higgins never knew\nner waiting for a car the other day\nuntil a few days ago that a G. A. R.\nwhen Rear Admiral Peary, head\nexisted. He went to New Zealand\nerect, shoulders back, marched past.\nafter the war closed, in Salvation\n\"Know who that is?\" inquired a\nArmy work, and never knew of the\npasserby, admiringly of the newspa-\nveterans' organization. He fought in\nper man. \"No,\" said the newspaper\nthe 173d New York volunteer infan-\nman, to see what the \"free guide\"\ntry.\nwould say. \"That's the man who dis\ncovered the North Pole,\" said his new\nMark Thistlethwaite was perform-\nfriend. importantly. \"You don't say.\ning the duties of his office, secretary\nIs that Dr. Cook?\" said the newspa-\nto the vice president of the United\nper man, in pretended amazement,\nStates, the other morning by opening\nlooking after Admiral Peary.\nthe vice president's mail. Suddenly,\nToo disgusted for words, the \"free\nas he read a letter, he ceased his\nguide\" walked away.\nwhistling, and became sad.\n\"What's the matter?\" inquired a\nMixing music and statistics, esti-\nfriend. \"Here's a man,\" said Mark,\nmates are made here that residents\n\"who has just named a baby after\nof the national capital receive free\nPresident Wilson. Do you suppose if\nband concerts every summer worth\nhe had a baby next year the honor\n$100,000. Four and often more con-\nwill fall to me?\" \"What would the\ncerts are given weekly in the public\nbaby's name be then?\" inquired the\nparks, the most largely attended be-\nvisitor. \"Mark Thistlethwaite Long,\"\ning those of the \"President's Own\"\nsaid Mark, sadly.\nMarine band at the capitol on Wed-\nnesdays and White house grounds on\nWhite clothes are the only things\nSaturdays. The army engineers and\nto wear in summer, Secretary of\nvarious cavalry and infantry bands\nState Bryan thinks. He wears them\nhimself and advises all his friends to\nplay at other parks.\ndo the same.\n\"Shirt sleeve justice\" was a hot\n\"I'm glad to see the newspaper\nweather innovation at the United\nmen putting on linen suits,\" he said.\nStates supreme court, according to\n\"It's a great relief in this hot city.\nDame Rumor. Dignity and heavy\nI didn't think much of them, but Mrs.\ncoats were doffed by the staid jus-\nBryan said I had to ge a white suit\ntices, it was reported, but all un-\n-so I did-and I wouldn't change\nknown to the lawyers and spectators\nnow for anything.\nattending the sessions The varn\ncould not be verified because of the\nheavy flowing silken robes.\nCASTORIA\n\"Nicky Ben,\" one of the guests In-\nvited to the wedding of Secretary of\nFor Infants and Children\nthe Treasury McAdoo and Miss\nIn Use For Over 30 Years\nFleanor Wilson, who, spent the wed-\nding day and some time afterward\nAlways bears\nthe\nin a hospital, is out again; complete-\nSignature of\nClearance\ner Wash\n(\ng, we put on a big clean-up sale of our entire stock of Summer\nced prices. All this season's weaves and colors are here. The\nrices will tell how it's being done:\nWash Goods\nDomestic Specials\n30 inch\n10c\n10c Fearless Muslin\n8 1-3c\n-inch\n15c\n121/2c Bleached Muslin\n10c\n30-inch\n12½c\n10c Unbleached Muslin, 40-inch,\nch, special\n10c\nat\n8 1-3c\nd, 27-inch\n121/2c\n18c\n7c Unbleached Muslin, 36-inch 6c\nch\nrtment; 30-inch\n15c\n121/2c White Cambric\n11c\nwear, 24-inch\n10c\n9-4 Bleached Sheeting\n25c\n121/2c\nHemmed Pillow Cases, special\nS, special\n121/2c\nvalues at\n121/2c and 15c\nrounds, 32-inch\n121/2c\n18c Unbleached P. Cases 121/2c\ngrounds, 32-inch\n18c\n40c Hemmed Bolsters\n32c\nDark Percales\n8 1-3c\n50c Hemmed Bolsters\n39c\n45c Sheets, 72x90\n38c\n---First Floor\n85c Sheets, 81x90\n69c\nLot $1.50 Bedspreads, double\n19c\nbed size, special\n$1.25\nVoiles, 38-inch\n8-inch\n19c\n8-inch\n25c\nch\n25c\nWhite Goods\nch\n25c\nLot 25c White P. K., medium\npecial\n25c\ncord, for skirts\n25c\nch\n25c\n25c White Voile, 38-inch\n19c\ncial\n19c\n35c White Voile, 44-inch\n25c\nhalf price\n371/2 c\n39c White Crepe, 44-inch\n29c\nhalf price\n50c\n75c White Ratine, 36-inch; a\n-inch\n75c\nspecial quality for skirts 50c\necial\n35c\n121/2c Dotted Swiss, 28-inch 10c\n1, special\n39c\n15c White and Tan Linen Fin-\n6-inch\n29c\nished Suitings, 36-inch 10c\n6-inch\n39c\nLot 25c White Poplin\n19c\nS-Including Striped Ratines,\n50c Mercerized Table Damask;\nilks; 27-inch; special\n15c\nchoice patterns; 64-inch 39c\nJONES\n555 FIFTH AVENUE\nBURRELLE'S\nPRESS CLIPPING\nBUREAU\n60 WARRENST. NEW YORK\nMILWAUKEE WIS. NEWS\nOCTOBER 20, 1914.\nWHERE, OH, WHERE?\nWhere, oh, where, is Mrs. Pankhurst?\nDoesn't anybody know?\nWhat's become of old man Huerta?\nWhere did Felix Diaz go?\nHaven't heard a word from Funston\nSince he touched a foreign shore.\nWhere are Dr. Cook and Peary?\nWhat's become of Theodore?\nWhere's the old Chautauqua circuit\nThat we heard so much about?\nAnd that war in Colorado?\nMissing-yes, beyond a doubt.\nWhere is Wanamaker's airship\nAnd the brave Lieutenant Porte?\nWhere's that railroad rate decision\nThat was sent down by the court?\nWhat's become of Capt. Hobson?\nWhere's the Ulster conflict now?\nWhere is old Sir Thomas Lipton?\nMissing, too, you must allow.\nWhere are all the baseball heroes?\nWhere has old Cip Castro strayed?\nWhere, oh, where, is Dr. Friedmann\nAnd his cure, oh, where delayed?\nTell us where's Sir Edward Carson?\nWhat's become of Carrie Catt?\nWhere's the feathers, light and heavies,\nAll the heroes of the mat?\nWhere are all these old space eaters?\nFind 'em, brother, if you can.\nThe old first page is nothing\nLike it was when war begun.\n*\nlittle check at Solferino. ac-\nGuand\non\nno! far from it. We should only\nve had to send down another corps\nrmee, and the enemy would have\nobliged to evacuate Milan again\nquick time. But you know, Martha,\nother things are concerned-gen-\n1 interests and principles. We re-\nnced the further prosecution of the\nfor this reason: in order to secure\nA rare bargair\nother principalities in Italy which\noak, and uphols\nmenaced-those that the captain\nleather over the\nthe Sardinian robbers, with his\nSale price\nench hangman-ally, would be glad\nfall upon also. They want to ad-\nce against Modena, Tuscany-where\nyou know, dynasties are in power\nated to our own imperial family-\neven against Rome, against the\ne, the Vandals. If we do provision-\ngive up Lombardy, yet we keep\netia all the time, and are able to\nure the south Italian states and the\nSee of our support. So you per-\nthat it is merely for political\nsons, and in the interest of the bal-\n2\nof power in Europe-\"\nOh, yes, father,\" I broke in; \"I per.\nit. But oh that these reasons had\nMailed before Magenta!\" I continued,\nling bitterly. Then, to change the\nplace in history, V\nmect, I pointed to a parcel of books\nshall any longer k\nhad come in that day from Vienna.\nthat English book\neee here! the bookseller has sent\nwords.\"\nI did mark them\neveral things on approval. Amongst\n#\n*\nthere is the work of an English\nral philosopher-one Darwin-The\nFour years later\nnow seventeen and\nStin of Species, and he calls our at-\nwere to be preser\nto it as being of special inter-\nthis occasion I\nand likely to be of epoch-making\nwould also again\nBURRELLE'S\nPRESS CLIPPING\nBUREAU\n60 WARRENST, NEW YORK\nLYONS, N. Y. REPUBLICAN\nOCTOBER 23, 1914.\nHERE AND HEREABOUTS\nWHERE?\nhere, oh, where, is Mrs. Pankhurst?\nDoesn't anybody know?\nWhat's become of old man Huerta?\nWhere did Felix Diaz go?\nHaven't heard a word from Funston\nSince he touched a foreign shore.\nhere are Dr. Cook and Peary?\nWhat's become of Theodore?\nhere's the old Chantauqua circuit\nThat we heard so much about?\nAnd that war in Colorado?\nMissing-yes, beyond a doubt.\nhere is Wanamaker's airship\nAnd the brave Lieutenant Porte?\nhere's that railroad rate decision\nThat was sent down by the court?\nhat's become of Captain Hobson?\nWhere's the Ulster conflict now?\nhere is old Sir Thomas Lipton?\nMissing. too, you must allow.\nhere are all the baseball heroes?\nWhere has old Cip Castro strayed?\nWhere, oh, where is Dr. Friedmann\nAnd his cure, oh, where delayed?\nTell us, where's Sir Edward Carson?\nWhat's become of Carrie Catt?\nWhere's the feathers, light and heavies,\nAll the heroes of the ma?\nWhere are all these old space eaters?\nFind 'em, brotner, if you can.\nThe old first page is nothing\nLike it was when war begun.\nRoy K. Moulton's \"On the Spur of the\nMoment.\"\nNJP\nacuse called on friends and relatives\nin town on Sunday.\nLincoln Dratt is very ill at present\nwriting.\nNelson Garlock of Palmyra took\nlunch at Mrs. L. Dratt's on Thursday.\nThe Misses Maud Aikins and Gladys\nWalker attended teachers' meeting at\nLyons on Saturday.\nEarl Taylor of Rochester was home\nover Sunday.\nMisses Hattie Crofoot and Ina Moss\nof Syracuse are spending the week in\ntown.\nMr. and Mrs. George Schouten\nspent from Friday until Monday with\nhis brother in Sterling.\nMrs. R. D. Newton of Savannah\nspent over Sunday at G. J. Wilson's.\nMrs. Jessie Mitchell of Rose visited\nher father, Wm. Clapp, over Sunday.\nMrs. George Nichols is entertaining\nher sister from Jordan.\nThe King's Daughters of the M. P.\nChurch will hold a Measuring Social\nin the church parlors Friday, October\n23d. All come and enjoy a good time.\nELSA BARKERS\n\"FROZEN GRAIL\n^ Poet Who Shows Herself\nResponsive to the World-\nSpirit of the Present\nDay\nBy JESSIE B.\nher remarkable poem upon the\nI\nRussian Breshkovskaya, Mrs.\nElsa Barker asks:\nWhat are the ends and purposes of\nbugle\nlips\nsound\ngreat\ndeed\nis\nrising\nlike\nIn own day this is so rarely the\nof song that when poet the\nvision\nthe\ngreat\ndeed,\npoet alive the significance of 10-\nday. becomes, as Mrs. Barker, Its in-\nterpreter, one turns with hope to her\nsong\nWhether poetry be more aloof\nfrom Its period than other arts-\nwhether, indeed versal poetry has\nanything do with periods ques-\ntion whose aspect Invites dis-\ncussion,\nThe\npoet\nwho\nreflect\nAmerica this year of must\nsing of science of invention of monop-\noly, of the frenzy of material acquist-\ntion, of thousand hings that\nbut\nare\nthe stuff from which great\npoetry made There is poetry in the\nmagic in he\nthought that one may be, as Shelley\nto\nthe\nwest\nwind, the freed elated pilgrim of the\nskies:\nbut\nthere\nno\npoetry\nin\nthe\ntomoblie, the valiant efforts of Mr.\nPercy to the in the\nmain the poet who, in madness of\nmodernity attempts to celebrate his\nown time, focusses upon the material\nand and ceeds only in con-\nveying crass realism. Even so fine\nin artist Arthur Upson, by\nthe prophetic obligation of song. pro-\nduced, some months before his death\ngroup upon themes touch-\nIng our sordid modern life, ex-\nhibited only violence of phras at ut.\ner with strained harmo-\nnious art It hanced that these son-\nwere published in group hich\nlight and shade, be had\neluded the exquisite lines, Vers la\nVie, One could scarcely imagine\nmore forceful contrast. once the\nimagination seized upon Vers Vie\nand swept aside the thers abortive.\nThat our poets shall to-day\nin terms of its ons and\nmmation by no means de-\nvoutly to be wished, but that shall\nappeal to them in its aspect\nits motive forces. its tendencies: that\nthey shall have vision of life ex-\npresses Hself shall respond in\nshort, the zeitgelst- not only be\ndesired but demanded every poet.\nThis mand, however none too fre-\nquently complied with, so that the poet\nwho has the vision to discern the\nfiner elements our gross materiali\nto the purpose in\nthis period of apparent spiritual retro-\ngression, stands out modern art\nwith\nsignal\ndistin\nMrs. Barker might say of life, as\nlive\nyour\no Life. that may accord with so\nresponsive is she to the world spirit\nand eager reveal the splendor of the\nsoul as fulfills the behest of this\nspirit The Frozen Grail her tribute\nto Peary and his men, first\nat the beginning of his last expedition\nand now issued with other poems, has\nattained, haps, wider publicity than\nany poem by an America since Edwin\nMarkham' Man with a Hoe. Not\nonly that it came at the hologien\nmoment, that had the\ncertain great of song. that\nin its apotheosis of the human will Ht\nswept away all limitations, leaving only\nthe sense of an spir GAT pow.\nor one can read these the\nout ing from them in-\nspiration the poem become not only\nsymbolical,\nbut\nuniversa\nthe\nthat essays the\npurpose\nmay\ntake\nhim.\nself\nlines:\nThey\nTheir\nthe of the Race\nThe poem is not without Its level\nbut these throw into relief\nits\n(ine\nheights\nof\nbeauty\ndoubt,\nby\ndesire\nto\nunity\nthe\nMrs.\nBarker\nhas\nonly\nsuch\npoems\nwith the Frozen Grall, Thus\nthe collection has the in\nspirational mood. the high\nquality\nbut\nfrom tho\nof all poems upon love and\nkindred themes upon which the poet\nhas elsewhere written so\nOne unfamiliar with her work other\nphases will not gain from this collec-\ntion that sense music and color that\nwarmth and richness of phrase which\ndistinguish her ther themes: but he\nwill gain a her. art\ny individual and perhaps more vital\ncharacter\nMrs. Barker is preoccupled with es-\nher work belongs to De\nQuincey loved to designate as the lit.\nof power. She\nin the great sense the that\nsees, as noted, the\nin the world and how the world\nspirit type, not\nonly to advance he_universal purpose,\nbut to restore the self-faith and reaf-\nfirm the power of humanity. She sees\nthe tragedy. the\nthe\npathos,\nthe\nhaos,\nof\nlife,\nbut\nshe\nof morrow which faith.\nng\neither\nin\nthe\nuniversal\naspect of life colors her\nthe work\nho chords and\ndeep\nexperi-\nIndeed,\nthe\nvolume\na\nof\nthe\nsoul's\nof that finer coines\nonly by the Immemorial way of pain\nsacrifice.\nIts\nkeynote\nin\nthe\nouplet\nonly be who behind\nwith God upon the otmost\nThis is certainly not the note of\nof Stirner of the prophets\nof egoism abroad in the\nto day but the note older\nand higher egoism that indetl its life\nby losing it. xpressed again in\nthe lines to the exile Breshko skaya\nFor you are free of self and free of\nThose born shades that lie in\nwait\nsteps out upon the wind-\nThat pain, to human entness and\nMrs. Barker is the prophet of that\nself which is\nthe the spiritual\nand not of the self-faith which boasts\nits vincibility through\nof this law. In the\nJesse Bethel in Mrs. Barker ro-\nmance, published last year. one has\nand in this\n+\nmay find elaborate more fully all\nthat to which she\nher ait.\nWe have dwelt upon the inspira\nnote The ozen Grall and Other\nPoems,\" since the ollection ends to\nemphasize this note, but Mrs. Barker\nhas written both here and here\nupon many themes and with varied\nthese poignant and dra-\nmatic lines from the present volume\nmay cited illustrative:\nmerry Marie\nIt haunts heart memory\nfound.\nmy baby you unde hear round. drear\nWhy flows golden wine. Marie,\nfeverishly\nmy hirst reller tears have\nnever\ncup sloke.\ndo\nand\nNEW\nuthor of Quo Vadis\"\nPOOLS\nENKIEWICZ\nife, has group of lifelike charac-\nve story. Translated from the\n$1.50.\nTHE RED SYMBOL\nBy JOHN IRONSIDE\nA remarkable story of Russian in-\ntrigue and underground poli-\nties hiladeiphia Ledger.\nIllustrated by F. C. Yohn. $1.50\nOUS PRINCE\nOPPENHEIM\ntrigue is pronounced by the critics\nant novel Mr. Oppenheim has writ-\nIllustrated by Will Foster. $1.50\nCALEB TRENCH\nBy MARY IMLAY TAYLOR\na-pleasure to commend nov\nel wholesome and of such\ngenuine interest and merit.\nN.Y. Times, Frontispiece. $1.50\nRSUIT\nSAVILE\nd novel in incident, this story of\nAmerican millions, possesses the\nitable\nd by Herman Pfeifer. Cloth, $1.50\nUST BETWEEN THEMSELVES\nBy ANNE WARNER\nNothing quite so funny has been\npublished this season. lbany\nTimes-Union. Frontispiece. $1.50\nMARSH CROFT\nAGERLOF\nauthor who won the Nobel Lit-\nmarked literary skill,' says the\nHoward.\n$1.50\nTHE SNARE OF\nCIRCUMSTANCE\nBy EDITH E. BUCKLEY\nOne the most novel and enter-\ntaining tales of mystery that\nhave beenip between\nPittsburg Post. Iilustrated. $1.50\nROWAN STREET\nOUBLEDAY\nfun as as thrill, and is origi-\ng to\nThe\nOutlook,\nD., Publishers, Boston\nION\nTTLE KNIGHT\nHE X BAR B\nARY K. MAULE\nMAYNARD DIXON. $1.50\nthe cowboys of \" 101 Ranch,\" Wyo-\nof all_crities when stories West-\ntheir attention. say of Mrs. Maule's\nsure enough ranch story, all right,\nstuffed dolls nor stage folks,\nlike the boys we see every day.\"\nSATIRIST\nOLFE FENWICK\nLES COPELAND $1.50\naint humor and contains many\nto found in the entire length.of\nand sparkling.\nSELLERS\nPARD CO., BOSTON\nBy HENRYK SI\nDeals with the conditions of\nnovel\nshe has written -Boston Trans-\ncript. Frontispiece.\nTHE GIRL FROM TH\nBy SELMA L\nThis new book by the famous Swedis\nerary prize of $40,000 manife\nChicago\nTranslated from the Swedish by Ve\nAN AMERICAN\nEN 100040\nparcels, and gets vastly less for his\nThat is the worry of the Summer book\nLondon, and indeed in England\nthe great traffick is cheap\nand many have be dealt\nfor quite moderate profit. Per-\nthe English bookseller grumbles less\nthe English farmer, but cannot\nelp eaying to himself Where is this\nand\nbecome of me? He says that\nhis bad hours, when there are\nthe shop, when wet\nand people are all at home, not even\nthe streets. Weather has much\ndo, in London anyhow, with the brisk-\notherwise trade, and this rule\nfects bookselling as it affects ordinary\nerchandise, though not, perhaps the\name extent, English windows\nSUMMER BOOKS\nIN LONDON\nThe Publishing Business Suf-\nfers Acutely as a Re-\nsult of King Ed-\nward's Death\nONDON, June 1.- book\nL\nseason has been\ninfluenced by\nEdward Such\nbook trade far-reaching\nmakes the restless\nof reading. If www.do.not happens\ntouch\n115\nindividu\nbooks\ndo This circumstance\nthousand\ntimes\national\naffairs.\nTo\nwhen much -n\nWhat\nskeleton\npared.\nThe\ndine\nthroug\nest patrons\nthey do buy books somew\ncircumstance\nthat the\nTo Peary and His Band:\nBy ELSA BARKER.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards\nall dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song.\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his\npost.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and\nhunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warned with their own\nflaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce\nwind\nFrom Areturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their\nsouls\nCourage to die-if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their\nthirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward\nthe goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they\ntravel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grall-chapel - of their stern-vowed\nquest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce\nthe world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Naz-\narene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of\nman\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet.\nThey catch the bit of Death between their\nteeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They\nhave dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be\ntaken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fall who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the\nstrange,\nThe white Immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared.\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail\nNew York Times\nStandard him July/2/08\nTHE FLAG THAT TOPS THE WORLD\nBy Leigh Mitchell Hodges\nY\nOU MAY sing a song of banners that are brave against\nthe breeze,\nOf flags that ne'er in time of need are furl'd;\nYou may boast the battle ensigns that have swept the seven\nseas,\nBut I toast the starry flag that tops the world!\nWhere the purple cold eternal\nSeals the doom of all things vernal,\nIt is blooming with the beauty of a cause that cannot die;\nWhere the wind is Death in motion\nFlying o'er a frozen ocean,\nIt is smiling at the outer worlds against the frozen sky.\nAnd the pole that bears the blossom of the old Red, White and\nBlue,\nIs the axis of the ball on which we're whirl'd,-\nO, it's fine to see her floating from the rod that holds us true!\nSo uncover to the flag that tops the world!\n'Round its base the hosts of nations\nThrough all coming generations\nWill be circling in the life-march till the spear of Time is\nhurl'd,\nAnd by land or water faring\nNot a man can get his bearing\nTill his compass-needle points him to the flag that tops the\nworld!\nCopyright, 1909. by Leigh Mitchell Hodges. All rights reserved.)\nDR. N. T. GLENN DIES GREEN FOODS LOWER;\nFROM TOO HARD WORK HOUSEWIVES REJOICE\nPromising Young Physician's Life Plenty of Fruits and Vegetables\nEnds in a Nervous\nOffered at Moderate\nBreakdown.\nPrices.\nBORN IN PHILADELPHIA\nQUALITY VERY GOOD\nSlowly but surely prices of vegetable\nand fruits are going down, and all ove\nthe country housekeepers are giving sigh\nof relief.\nPEARY AT THE POLE.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAbout the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the neversetting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nThe goal is won. The dogs, prone on ice,\nLap at the frozen surface of the sea;\nWhile, grouped apart, their brown-faced\nmasters watch,\nWith steady, trustful eyes, the stern White\nMan,\nWhose word is law, whose will is destiny.\nStilled is the querulous barking of the\ndogs;\nThe grit and grind of sledge on snow and\nice;\nStilled is the whistling intake of the\nbreath,\nThe labored rise and fall of o'er taxed\nlungs;\nStilled is the dreadful throbbing in the\nbrain\nThat told of toil, privation, sleepless\nnights.\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic day,\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic night;\nThe hours which are but figures on a dial--\nThe Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon\nThe desolation of a lifeless world,\nSeem beautiful in the tired eyes of one\nWhose life has been a living sacrifice,\nAnd, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds\nThe Dream of his lost youth made manifest.\nThe dream made manifest. At last, At last,\nAfter long years of failure, hope deferred,\nHis work is ended.\nToil without recompense, unjust repreach, N\nThe goal is won. White desclation lies\nAround the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the neversetting\nsun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nBut Peace is in his heart, and o'er the\nPole,\nBlown trim and taut by the wild Arctic\nwind,\nFloats the fair flag he loved and served\nso well--\nThe Red of patriot blood in battle shed;\nThe White of willing human sacrifice;\nThe Blue of Heaven and eternal hope.\nLambert R. Thomas.\nPEARY AT THE POLE.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAbout the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nThe goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,\nLap at the frozen surface of the sea;\nWhile, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,\nWith steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,\nWhose word is law, whose will is destiny.\nStilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;\nThe grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;\nStilled is the whistling intake of the breath,\nThe labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;\nStilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain\nThat told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic day,\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic night;\nThe hours which are but figures on a dial -\nThe Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -\nThe desolation of a lifeless world,\nSeem beautiful in the tired eyes of one\nWhose life has been a living sacrifice,\nAnd, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds\nThe Dream of his lost youth made manifest.\nThe dream made manifest. At last, At last,\nAfter long years of failure, hope deferred,\nToil without recompense, unjust reproach,\nHis work is ended. Love is his once more.\n-2-\nHow often in the dead years, wakeful, still,\nHas he not heard above the wailing wind -\nAbove the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;\nAbove the ceaseless straining of the ship;\nAbove the beating of his lonely heart,\nLeft desolate by his sad destiny -\nSweet voices calling to him from afar;\nSweet voices calling to him from the South:\nWhile phantom forms of wife and children stood,\nWhite wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAround the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nBut peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,\nBlown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,\nFloats the fair flag he loved and served so well -\nThe Red of patriot blood in battle shed;\nThe White of willing human sacrifice;\nThe Blue of heaven and eternal hope.\nHe stands and watches, weary but erect,\nWith one hand lifted to salute the flag.\nFrederick Rosslyn.\nLambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,\nPhiladelphia, Pa.\nPEARY AT THE POLE.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAbout the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nThe goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,\nLap at the frozen surface of the sea;\nWhile, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,\nWith steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,\nWhose word is law, whose will is destiny.\nStilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;\nThe grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;\nStilled is the whistling intake of the breath,\nThe labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;\nStilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain\nThat told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic day,\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic night;\nThe hours which are but figures on a dial -\nThe Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -\nThe desolation of a lifeless world,\nSeem beautiful in the tired eyes of one\nWhose life has been a living sacrifice,\nAnd, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds\nThe Dream of his lost youth made manifest.\nThe dream made manifest. At last, At last,\nAfter long years of failure, hope deferred,\nToil without recompense, unjust reproach,\nHis work is ended. Love is his once more.\n-2-\nHow often in the dead years, wakeful, still,\nHas he not heard above the wailing wind -\nAbove the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;\nAbove the ceaseless straining of the ship;\nAbove the beating of his lonely heart,\nLeft desolate by his sad destiny -\nSweet voices calling to him from afar;\nSweet voices calling to him from the South:\nWhile phantom forms of wife and children stood,\nWhite wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAround the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nBut peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,\nBlown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,\nFloats the fair flag he loved and served so well -\nThe Red of patriot blood in battle shed;\nThe White of willing human sacrifice;\nThe Blue of heaven and eternal hope.\nHe stands and watches, weary but erect,\nWith one hand lifted to salute the flag.\nFrederick Rosslyn.\nLambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,\nPhiladelphia, Pa.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAround the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nBut peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,\nBlown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,\nFloats the fair flag he loved and served so well -\nThe Red of patriot blood in battle shed;\nThe White of willing human sacrifice;\nThe Blue of heaven and eternal hope.\nHe stands and watches, weary but erect\nWith one hand lifted to salute, the flag\nFrederick Rosslyn.\nLambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,\nPhiladelphia, Pa.\nPEARY AT THE POLE.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAbout the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nThe goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,\nLap at the frozen surface of the sea;\nWhile, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,\nWith steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,\nWhose word is law, whose will is destiny.\nStilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;\nThe grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;\nStilled is the whistling intake of the breath,\nThe labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;\nStilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain\nThat told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic day,\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic night;\nThe hours which are but figures on a dial -\nThe Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -\nThe desolation of a lifeless world,\nSeem beautiful in the tired eyes of one\nWhose life has been a living sacrifice,\nAnd, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds\nThe Dream of his lost youth made manifest.\nThe dream made manifest. At last, At last,\nAfter long years of failure, hope deferred,\nToil without recompense, unjust reproach,\nHis work is ended.\nPEARY AT THE POLE.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAbout the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nThe goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,\nLap at the frozen surface of the sea;\nWhile, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,\nWith steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,\nWhose word is law, whose will is destiny.\nStilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;\nThe grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;\nStilled is the whistling intake of the breath,\nThe labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;\nStilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain\nThat told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic day,\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic night;\nThe hours which are but figures on a dial -\nThe Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -\nThe desolation of a lifeless world,\nSeem beautiful in the tired eyes of one\nWhose life has been a living sacrifice,\nAnd, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds\nThe Dream of his lost youth made manifest.\nThe dream made manifest. At last, At last,\nAfter long years of failure, hope deferred,\nToil without recompense, unjust reproach,\nHis work is ended. Love is his once more.\n-2-\nHow often in the dead years, wakeful, still,\nHas he not heard above the wailing wind -\nAbove the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;\nAbove the ceaseless straining of the ship;\nAbove the beating of his lonely heart,\nLeft desolate by his sad destiny -\nSweet voices calling to him from afar;\nSweet voices calling to him from the South:\nWhile phantom forms of wife and children stood,\nWhite wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAround the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nBut peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,\nBlown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,\nFloats the fair flag he loved and served so well i\nThe Red of patriot blood in battle shed;\nThe White of willing human sacrifice;\nThe Blue of heaven and eternal hope.\nHe stands and watches, weary but erect,\nWith one hand lifted to salute the flag.\nFrederick Resslyn.\nLambert R. Thomas, 507 North Seventh Street,\nPhiladelphia, Pa.\nPEARY AT THE POLE.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAbout the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nThe goal is won. The dogs, prone on the ice,\nLap at the frozen surface of the sea;\nWhile, grouped apart, their brown-faced masters watch,\nWith steady, trustful eyes, the stern White Man,\nWhose word is law, whose will is destiny.\nStilled is the querulous barking of the dogs;\nThe grit and grind of sledge on snow and ice;\nStilled is the whistling intake of the breath,\nThe labored rise and fall of o'er taxed lungs;\nStilled is the dreadful throbbing in the brain\nThat told of toil, privation, sleepless nights.\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic day,\nThe empty whiteness of the Arctic night;\nThe hours which are but figures on a dial -\nThe Sun at midnight, and the Sun at noon -\nThe desolation of a lifeless world,\nSeem beautiful in the tired eyes of one\nWhose life has been a living sacrifice,\nAnd, who, in grizzled middle-age, beholds\nThe Dream of his lost youth made manifest.\nThe dream made manifest. At last, At last,\nAfter long years of failure, hope deferred,\nToil without recompense, unjust reproach,\nHis work 18 ended. Love is his once more.\n-2-\nHow often in the dead years, wakeful, still,\nHas he not heard above the wailing wind -\nAbove the creak, and crunch of breaking ice;\nAbove the ceaseless straining of the ship;\nAbove the beating of his lonely heart,\nLeft desolate by his sad destiny -\nSweet voices calling to him from afar;\nSweet voices calling to him from the South:\nWhile phantom forms of wife and children stood,\nWhite wraiths, amid a phantom world of white.\nThe goal is won. White desolation lies\nAround the ageless axle of the earth;\nWhile robbed of warmth, the never-setting sun\nCircles above a world where life is not.\nBut peace is in his heart, and o'er the Pole,\nBlown trim and taut by the wild Arctic wind,\nFloats the fair flag he loved and served so well -\nThe Red of patriot blood in battle shed;\nThe White of willing human sacrifice;\nThe Blue of heaven and eternal hope.\nHe stands and watches, weary but erect,\nWith one hand lifted to salute the flag.\nFrederick Resslyn.\nLambert R. Thomas\n507 North Seventh Street,\nPhiladelphia, Pa.\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\n2\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nfrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\n3\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nESLA BARKER.\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window. of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\n2\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nfrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\n3\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nESLA BARKER.\nConquirurs\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the logends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen sclitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nof the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentiner Office guarde\nThe doore of the forbidden - dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\n-2-\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The starsthat NE lead\nThe leadersof this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nthey\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame try\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined souls\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes .\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\ntheir.\nKLSA BARKER.\nEveryone E us amore that worth\npoler have been diseavered, yes\nNew are amore of & strihing\ncontrasts between the hive places\nadidas\nM\nNW\nW 320\n10\nto 41231V\ntime Read on this\nof 18 consity\nand\nTT\n195 to visit 4d\nnot\n8\nAM\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen sclitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\n-2-\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white.immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nKLSA BARKER.\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\n-2-\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nELSA BARKER.\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\n-2-\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nELSA BARKER.\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden - dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\n-2-\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nELSA BARKER.\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended\n\"O some\nfor wad 5-85 power the Ceary giftie\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nAddhalifax, From NOVA SCOTIA\nOFFONIGER\nАГКБ 1914\nDate\nPEARY'S SLEDGE.\nRude sledge, that shalt the mortal\n(By George Edward Woodberry)\nrelic be,\nWhen he is nanieless dust of that\nstrong soul\nEs\nWho Pole, won the great adventur. of the\n1884\nI thee, read the lineaments of fate In\nThou art the image of necestrity,\nFramed of denial, the wise will's\ncontrol -\nLoast will do most, Spare all,\nand win the whole,\"\nThou sayest,-\"Art life, are broth-\ners unto me.\nSo was the soul accoutred, in and\nout;\nSo stood he on the gray roof of the\nworld,\nGazing on heavens he lifted up from\nearth;\nIllimitable chaos round about\nKnelt to his flag; victor, beneath\nhim whirled\nEarth's axis; and within him was\nman's mirth.\nchier. All were\n,\none local courts decreed\nA\nine against the Duke for negli-\nce, in allowing his OX to stray\nthe railroad line, thereby endan-\ning traffic.\nSut the lawyer of the Duke carried\ncase to appeal, and demanded a\nersal of the judgment, on the\nCit\nund that the Duke, being a. mem-\nof the Senate, was according\nthe terms of the national con-\ntution exempt from the jurisdict-\nA\nof all tribunals, save that of the\nBo\nTHE FROZEN GRAIL.\nTo Peary and his band.\nWhy sing the legends of the Holy Grail,\nThe dead crusaders of the Sepulchre,\nWhile these men live? Are the great bards all dumb?\nHere is a theme to shake the heart of Song,\nAnd make Fame's watchman tremble at his post.\nWhat shall prevail against the spirit of man,\nWhen solitude, and space, and cold, and hunger,\nAnd the white menace of uncertainty\nPrevail not? Dante in his frozen hell\nShivering endured no bleakness like the void\nThese men have warmed with their own flaming will\nAnd peopled with their visions. The fierce wind\nFrom Arcturus in their faces, at their backs\nThe whip of the world's doubt, and in their souls\nCourage to die- if death should be the price\nOf the cold cup that shall assuage their thirst,\nThey climb, and fall, and stagger toward the goal.\nThey lay themselves the road whereby they travel,\nAnd sue God for a franchise. Does He watch\nBehind the window of the Northern Lights?\nIn that Grail-chapel of their stern-vowed quest,\n2\nNinety degrees beyond earth's blazing belt,\nWill they behold the splendor of His face?\nTo conquer the world must man renounce the world?\nThese have renounced it. Had ye only faith\nYe might move mountains, said the Nazarene.\nWhy, these have faith to move the zones of man\nOut to the point where All and Nothing meet!\nThey catch the bit of death between their teeth\nIn one wild dash to trample the unknown\nAnd leap the bounds of knowledge. They have dared\nEven to defy the sentinel that guards\nThe doors of the forbidden- dared to hurl\nTheir breathing bodies after the Ideal,\nThat like the Heavenly Kingdom must be taken\nOnly by violence. The star that leads\nThe leader of this quest has held the world\nTrue to its orbit for a million years.\nAnd shall he fail? They never fail who light\nTheir lamp of faith at the unwavering flame\nBurnt for the altar service of the Race\nFrom the beginning. He shall find the strange,\nThe white immaculate Virgin of the North,\nWhose steady gaze no mortal ever dared,\nWhose icy hand no human ever grasped.\nIn the dread silence and the solitude\n3\nShe waits and listens through the centuries\nFor one indomitable, destined soul,\nBorn to endure the glory of her eyes\nAnd lift his warm lips to the frozen Grail.\nELSA BARKER.\n48 Irving Place, New York City,\nFebruary 9, 1908.\nTELEPHONE, 929 CHELSEA\nIntended To \"0 for see wad oursel's some E. power as ithers Jeary the see giftie us.\" gi'e us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N.Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nBANGOR, ME\nAddress\nFEB181914\nDate\nMaking Him Comfortable\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels with\na Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more and\nmore, luxurious. Every bedroom now has\nits private bath and dressing-room. These\nhotels can't do enough to make you com-\nfortable.\" Commodore Peary stroked his mustache\nEst\nand smilled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped, just 884\nafter my return from the North Pole, at\nSimeon Ford's Inxurious hotel, Mr. Ford\nbowed and rubbed his hands and said anx-\niously:\nМОНИКА\nChildren Cry\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended for\nrr Peary\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom TRIBUNE\nAddress:\nLos Angeles, Cal.\nAUG 3 1914\nDate\nC\nOMMODORE PEARY, discussing\nhotels with a Washington re-\nporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing\nroom. These hotels can't do enough\n, 1884\nto make you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus-\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped,\nJust after my return from the north\npole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious ho-\ntel, Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his\nhands and said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir'?\"\nSAILS\nRST-CLASS PASSENGERS ONLY\nTHE\nERICAN-HAWAIIAN S.S.\nMoti\nCOMPANY\nCalifornia Building, Los Angeles.\nJome 60679.\nMain 5441.\nLADIES-CHILDRENT\n-MEN\nHILDREN'S\nSHO\n214-216\nN\nIntended TELEPHONE \"O To for see wad 929 A oursel's some CHELSEA power as Serry ithers the giftie see us.\" us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nMail\nFrom\nAddress\nMONTREAL, can\nAUG 1914\nObliging.\n[From the New York Globe.]\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing\nroom. These hotels can't do enough to\nork, 1884\nmake you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mous-\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped,\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,\nMr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands\nand said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make you\nfeel at home. Would you like a nice\nlarge cake of ice in your bed, sir.\"\ntime of the Franco-German war in\n.870 when Mr. Gladstone said: \"We\nhave on interest in Belgium which is\nvider than that which we may have\nn the liberal operation of the guaran-\nee. It is found in the answer to the\nquestion whether under the circum-\ntances of the case this country, en-\nlowed as it is with influence and\nower, could quietly stand by and\nof the direst\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended\n\"O To for see wad oursel's some 6, power as ithers plary the giftie see us.\" gi'e us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nEmpress\nAddress From BUFFALO, M. 1914\nMAR 15\nI\nMaking Him Comfortable.\nFrom the New York Press\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing-\nroom. These hotels can't do enough to\nI\nmake you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus- , 1884\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's hotel, Mr. Ford\nbowed and rubbed his hands and said\nanxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed, sir?\"\nУЯИЗН\nMAYM IVON AUTOS REFINISHED AND\nyour tops repaired at reasonable prices by\nthe Thos. Derry Auto & Carriage Repair\nShop. 466-468 Vermont street. Both 'phones.\nAUTOMOBILE STORAGE IN FIREPROOF\nbuilding; very reasonable rates. Buffalo Elec-\ntric Vehicle Co., 1219-1229 Main st.\nPIANOS.\nELECTRIC PIANO BARGAINS-THE LINK\nTELEPHONE\nE\nIntended\n18\n\"O for NC. wad 929 some CHELSEA power Peary the giftie gi'e us\nTo\nsee\noursel's\nas\nithers\nsee\nus.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\" \"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\njourna\nAddress From MINNEAPOLIS, MINN.\nDate\nFEB141914\nMAK G HIM COMFORTABLE\nCommadore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\nModern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing\nEstab room. These hotels can't do enough to\nmake you comfortable.\"\n84\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus-\ntache and smiled.\nIn fact,' he said, when I stopped,\njust after my return from the north\npole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,\nMr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands\nand said anxiously:\n*** 'We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir?\nWISE HAROLD\nnige\nTDI\nany differ will See ⑈\nEXIT\n#\nand\nЯОМОЯ УЯИЗН\nVICE - a\nINSURE Main\nWHENY WESS:\nHaiVE the MR THE\nstate stitute mand within\nИКТМ not\nvs WASAT PRI\nOpen\nMay\nHigh\n$0.30%@01\now\nJuly\n$0.90% 91\n$0.00%\n.92\nTHE DAY'S\nMay V\nClose\nMinneapolis\nToday\nOhicago\n$0.90%\nDuluth\n.93% @\nWinnipeg\n.91%\nSt. Louis\n.92%\nKansas City\n92½\nNew York\n.871/4\n1.01%\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended \"O for wad R sorge C. power the Perry giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\n10\nNEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nTELEORAPH\nAddress ST. JOHN. N B\nJUN 6 1914\nDate\nThe Limit of Luxury.\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more and\nmore luxurious. Every bedroom now\nhas its private bath and dressing-room. ,\n1884\nThese hotels can't do enough to make\nyou comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mous-\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped,\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Ford's luxurious hotel, Mr. Ford\nbowed and rubbed his hands, and said\nanxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make you\nfeel at home. Would you like a nice\nlarge cake of ice in your bed, sir?\"\nЯХНАМОЯ YES\nMMAROR\non't-we\n3R TELEPHONE Intended for \"O wad 929 CHELSEA E Peary the giftie gi'e us\nsome\npower\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. 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Within a day or two, however\nword has been received that the\nmoney has been received in Greecs.\nThe complaint was therefore dranped\nin police court today.\nIntended\nTELEPHONE 128.6\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's 29 ithers see us.\"\nfor 929 CHELSEA peary\nHENRY ROMEIKE,\nInc.\n106 - l'10 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom OBSERVER\nUTiCA, Jr.\nAddress\nDate\n1914\nMaking Him Comfortable.\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing\nroom. These hotels can't do enough to\nEst\nmake you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus-884\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's hotel, Mr. Ford\nbowed and rubbed his hands and said\nanxiously:\nWe shall do everything to make you\nfeel at home. Would you like a nice\nlarge cake of ice in your bed, sir?\"\nNew York Press.\nЯхя CH\nOur Ninth Ann\n\"The best Shirt Bargains this Se\nShirt Sale. You can save 21c. on\nand proportionate savings on th\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended for\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nH\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nTIMES\nFrom\nAddress\nWATERTOWN,N.3 1914\nDate\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing-\nroom. These hotels can't do enough\nto make you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus-\nk, 1884\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said. \"when I stopped.\njust after my return from the north\npole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious\nhotel. Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed\nhis hands and said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice, large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir?\"\nНЕИВА BOWEIKE\nMI\nDONALD BRIAN\nstarring in \"The Marriage Market\"\n\"I have found that the use of\nTuxedo does not interfere with my\nsinging. Onthe contrary, I've never\nindulged den dife's\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended for\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nTRIBUNE\nAddress:\nNew York City\nDate\nMAR 1 - 1914\nMaking Him Comfortable\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels with a\nWashington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more and more\nluxurious. Every bedroom now has its private bath\nand dressing room. These hotels can't do enough\nto make you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mustache and\nsmiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, when I stopped, just after my\nreturn from the North Pole, at Simeon Ford's\nluxurious hotel, Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed his\nhands and said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make you feel at\nhome. Would you like a nice large cake of ice in\nyour bed, sir?\"\n1118 CA) upway\nas he is upon a great Titian or a rare\nwere closely Γ\ntapestry.\nin painting tl\nThe first thing that he has to do\nan exquisite b\nwhen he sets out in pursuit of the\nhe then proce\nPersian masters is to throw overboard\ntically solid 1\nall of those prejudices of his which are\ngallery of P\nrooted in Western classicism. There is\nthe one now\nnothing \"academic\" about a Persian\nnothing so I\npainting. It has no such diagrammatic\nbook.\nbalance as can be found at the bottom\nIt is not th\nof multitudes of European pictures. ings that dete\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended for 4 or ? Ceary\n\"O wad some.power the giftie gi'e\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nEVENING GLOBE\nAddress:\nNew York City.\nDate\nAPR 101914\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious.\nEvery bedroom now\nhas its private bath\nand dressing room.\nEstabl\nThese hotels can't\n4\ndo enough to make\nyou comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary\nstroked his mus-\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said,\n'when I stopped,\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious ho-\ntel, Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his\nhands and said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir?'\nASCISHO WCD\n12 s'h stritg on gel\ntoo 612 THE ME 102\n.501 УЯИЗН\nVID it arrieve DOG DOI\nwas\n30 SHIPMER\ntox mMsT\nGrand\nBROJD ОИМНУЗ\nmo17\nthey well\n:asorbbA\nDISTOR ЯЧА\nstall\n4882 Shey wsit :1881 :bedelldate\nENTED BY\n-Information\n1ST STREET\n\"Dathews Dublicity\"\nA\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntended \"O for wad RE. some power Peany the giftie gi'e us\nTo 880 oursel's as ithers see us.\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nMASSENGER\nFrom\nFort Doûgo, La.\nAddress\nDate\nAPR 11 1914\nHospitality\nCommodore Pear discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reportter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and ressing\nroom. These hotels can't do enough to\nEs make you comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus- 1884\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped,\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,\nDoctor Ford bowed and rubbed his\nhands and said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice, large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir?\"\nASRIDAD\nУЯБЫ\nvia\nXROY\nW30\nmon\nPARK\ntot\nMIN\npay you best market\nprice. Dowd and Scally.-Adv.\nW. L. M. C. Circle No. 197 will have\nits regular meeting in the Redmans\nHall this evening.\n/\nAll Master Masons are requested to\nmeet at the Hall of Ashler Lodge\nto\nTELEPHONE, Intended for 929 CHELSEA Pare\n5\n\"0 wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us\nHENRY-ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106,110 Seventh Ave., N.Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nJournal\nFrom\nAddress\nDate\nATLANZA,\nAPR 111914\nCommodore Peary discussing hotels with a. Wash-\nington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more and more luxu-\nrious. Every bedroom now has its private bath and\ndressing room. These hotels can't do enough to make\nyou comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mustache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped, just after my\nreturn from the North Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxuri-\nous hotel, Dr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands and\nsaid anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make you feel at home.\nWould you like a nice large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir?\"\n12/31/19 $4\nthe STREETS\n13\nCANADA VIVI\nTELEPHONE\nIntended\n9 for 929 CHELSEA\n\"O wad REPeary some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY. ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N.Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom STAATSZEITUNG\nAddress:\nNew York City.\nAPR 141914\nDate\nAm runden Cifd).\nBefannte Berjönlimfeiten von ihrer\nlieben@mirdigiten Geite.\nork, 1884\nCommobore Bearn, Der Entbeder Des\nNorbpols, unterbielt fich mit einem Шају=\ningtoner Beitungsmann über Sotels.\nDiefe mobernen Raramanfereien mer=\nben immer eleganter unb Iuguriöfer. Febes\nSimmer hat fein eigenes Bab unb ein\nbefonberes Untleibezimmer; fie wiffen balb\ngarnidht mehr, was fie für Die Bequemlich=\nteit ihrer Gäfte thun follen. UIS id) пад)\nmeiner Rüdtehr bom Nordpol in einem\nber erften Sotels in New Dort abftieg,\nbegrüßte mich Der Befizer mit ben 200c=\nten:\n\"LBir werben alles thun, bamit Gie fich\nbei uns zuhaufe fühlen. Winfchen Gie\nbielleicht ein fchönes, großes, frifches Gtüd\nSis in Threm Bett?\"\n100 Beth Steel pr\n83\n83\n83\n+\n1/4\n1300 Brooflbu It I\n92\n91%\n91%\n14\n78\n100 Butterid Co\n27\n27\n27\n100 Cal Betrol\n24\n24\n24\n100 Cal Betrol Dr\n641/2\n64½\n641/2\n1/2\n4700 Canada Bacific 1991/2 197% 1987/8\n1/8\n1900 Cent Leather\n34%\n341/8\n341/8\n3/8\n200 Ten Leath Dr\n99%\n99½\n991/2\n1/4\n800 Ches & Dhio\n53½\n5234\n52%\n1/4\n100 Chic Gt 23 Dr 32\n32\n32\n1\n600 Ebic DR & Gt $.100%\n99½\n991/4\n225 5 M&Gt B Dr 137%\n137%\n137%\n1/8\n100 5 S E & Gt =\n25\n25\n25\n13\n1200 Chino Con Cop 41½\n41\n41\n1/8\n600 Col Fuel & 3\n301/8\n30\n30\n300 Comfited Tun\n8\n8\n8\n525 Confol Bas\n1301/g\n130\n130\n2\n300 Corn Broducts\n8%\n8%\n8%\n±\n1/8\n300 Dift Securities\n17½\n17\n17\n1600 Grie\n291/8\n29\n29\nI\n1/8\n100 Trie 11t pr\n451/2\n451/2\n45½\n+\n1/4\n200 Grie 2nd Dr\n37½\n37½\n37½\n200 Gen Electric\n1451/2\n1451/2\n1451/2\n+\n1/4\n3868 Gen Motors\n82%\n791/2\n81%\n17/8\n1100 (S) Motors pr\n931/2\n921/2\n93%\n7/8\n900 Boodrich DA 3\n26\n2516\n26\n1/2\nTEL Intended EPHONE \"O for wad 929 Re CHELSEA the giftie Jeary gi'e\nsome\npower\nus\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\nROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nEVENING MAIL\nAddress:\nNew York City\nMAR 26 1914\nDate\nMAKING HIM COMFORTABLE.\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nEst\nand more luxurious. Every bed-\n384\nroom now has its private bath and\ndressing room. These hotels can't\ndo enough to make you comfort-\nable.\"\nCommodore Peary stroked his mus-\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped,\njust after my return from the north\npole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious\nhotel, Mr. Ford bowed and rubbed\nhis hands and said anxiously:\n\"We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of ice in your bed,\nsir? \"-Exchange.\nADDRESS 020 WT\noffice add WE91 PAGES law 0\"\nWIN - ea\nsal\nmovez ON 801\nNЯФУ W W30\n:\nRETURNA STATE\nand WDM 12\nstatement tooM Box\nwill nl United guilleD\nJIAM DRIVER\nmoil\nhot way,\n8.8AM\nDO\n4281 phoy well :1881 mohno! thodelldated\n12\nTELEPHONE, 929 CHELSEA\nIntend\nfor NO.E. Peary\n\"0 wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N.Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom BULLETIN\nAddress: Philadelphia, Pa.\nAPR 9-1914\nbe an assistant to Mr. Frazee.\nMaking Him at Home\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more and\nmore luxurious. Ev-\nery bedroom now\nhas its private bath\nand dressing room.\nk, 1884\nThese hotels can't\ndo enough to make\nyou comfortable.\"\nCommodore Peary\nstroked his mus\ntache and smiled.\n\"In fact,\" he said,\n\"when I stopped.\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,\nDr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands\nand said anxiously:\nWe shall do everything to make you\nfeel at home. Would you like a nice\nlarge cake of ice in your bed?'\n1238 Market, 3 S. 8th St., 16th and CH\n4004 Lancaster Ave., Hamilton Court, 1\n728 Chestnut, 24 S. 52d, 60th and Che\nFilbert Sts., 5613 Gremantown Avenue.\nTELEPHONE 929 CHELSEA\nIntence\n\"0\" To for see wad Re oursel's some power as E. ithers the giftie see Plary us.\" gi'e us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nUnion\nSTAR\nFrom\nSCHENECTABY, N. Y.\nAddress\nMAY 5 - 1914\nDate\nCommodore Peary, discussing hotels\nwith a Washington reporter, said:\n\"Modern hotels are becoming more\nand more luxurious. Every bedroom\nnow has its private bath and dressing\nroom. These hotels can't do enough to\nmake you comfortable.\"\nEsta\nCommodore Peary stroked his mous-\ntache and smiled.\n84\n\"In fact,\" he said, \"when I stopped\njust after my return from the North\nPole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel,\nDr. Ford bowed and rubbed his hands\nand said anxiously:\n'We shall do everything to make\nyou feel at home. Would you like a\nnice large cake of Ice in your bed,\nsir?\"\nJUL very well informed ac-\ncounts. The electric issues are in good\ndemand.\nBig operators, including Baruch, are\nunderstood to be bulling the market on\na probable rate advance.\nIt is estimated that holdings of Col-\norad, Fuel and Iron have shrunk $300,-\n000 as a reason of violence in past ten\nThe Westminster Gazette.\nSALISBUR SQUARE, E.C.\nCutting from issue date\n19 mar 14\nTo Make Commodore Peary Feel at Home.\nCommodore Peary (the discoverer of the North Pole), discuss-\ning hotels with a Washington reporter, said : \"Modern hotels are\nbecoming more and more luxurious. Every bedroom now has its\nprivate bath and dressing-room. These hotels can't do enough to\nmake you comfortable.\" Commodore Peary stroked his moustache\nand smiled. \"In fact,\" he said, \" when I stopped, just after my\nreturn from the North Pole, at Simeon Ford's luxurious hotel, Mr.\nFord bowed and rubbed his hands, and said anxiously : 'We shall\ndo everything to make you feel at home. Would you like a nice\nlarge cake of ice in your bed, sir?\"\nTELEPHONE\nIntended\n\"O for wad 929 some CHELSEA power Peary the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nJoannal\nFrom\nDETROIFUL\n301914\nDate\nLooked Suspicious.\nSpeaking of caution, Admiral Robert\nE. Peary tells this:\nUncle John was toiling near the\nhouse one afternoon when a stranger\ndrove into the yard and hailed him.\n3\n\"They tell me that you own an Al-\nEst\nderney cow,\" remarked the stranger\nas Josh walked toward the wagon.\n1884\n\"Pretty fine cow, isn't she?\"\n\"Toler'bly fair,\" was the non-com-\nmittal response of the farmer.\n\"Um!\" thoughtfully mused the\nstranger, and then, \"what will you\ntake for her?\"\n\"Look here, stranger,\" said Uncle\nJosh, with a suspicious flash, \"are you\nthe tax collector, er has that cow been\nkilled on the railroad?\"\nЯЖЕНОЯ уяйзн\nHURON-Arrived: Hazard. Cleveland:\nMitchell, Depot Harbor, light. Cleared:\nHazard, Courtright; Mitchell, Racine, coal.\nASHTABULA-Arrived: Colonel J. M.\nSchoonmaker, Duluth; Francis Widlar,\nAshland, ore; W. Grant Morden, Port Col-\nborne, light. Cleared: Colonei J. M.\n1\nSchoonmaker, W. Grant Morden, Port Ar-\nthur, coal; Francis Widlar, Chicago, light.\nERIE-Arrived: Muncy, Duluth, mer-\nchandise: Colonial, Montreal. light; Lupus,\nEscansha\nIntended TELEPHONE K \"O To 15 for see wad 929 oursel's some R CHELSEA power as E Poetry ithers the giftie see us.\" gi'e us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS:\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nJuck\nAddress:\nNew York City\nDate\nJUN 20 1914\nstablished: London, 1881; New York, 1884\nTHE TOLERANT SEX\nGeorge was a fellow who never could see\nThat women knew more than their mere \"ABC;\"\nThe comment that always he'd chortle with glee\nWas: \"She does pretty well - for a woman.\"\nA girl wrote a book - an astonishing hit;\nA model of style, to say nothing of wit.\nBut all you could get that poor boob to admit\nWas: She writes pretty well - for a woman.\"\nHe married at last. Was his prejudice fled?\nYou've never met George. On the day he was wed\nHe yielded a lot, for I'm told that he said:\n66 She's a pretty good sort - for a woman.\"\nThey'd go to a lecture; they'd go to a play;\nWhere woman was It and where man was passe,\nBut all you could ever induce him to bray\nWas: 66 She does pretty well - for a woman.\"\nTheir baby was born. As he stood at the side\nOf the bed and looked down at his wife, happy-eyed,\nFAIR UTILITARIAN\nAnd the infant, I'm told he admitted with pride\nThat she'd done pretty well - \" for a woman.\"\nMADGE: Wha are you doing studying that war map?\nMARJORIE: I was ust mmking miral lovely names those\nMexican words would make for new dances.\nMANUAL LABOR\nFIRST FINANCIAL BRIGAND (after a melon-cutting) : Don't fail to\nattend the directors' meeting this afternoon, Grafton. Very important\nIE REAL SPENDERS\nbusiness.\nSKIDS: I can sell you lists of names of people earning three, four, and\nSECOND FINANCIAL BRIGAND: What's doing now?\nfive thousand dollars a ear.\nFIRST FINANCIAL BRIGAND: We're going to draw lots to see who'll\nSKITTLES: H'm, have you any lists of people earning, say, three\nburn the books!\nthousand a year and syending four thousand?\nJ.held\nBatfon/\n2nd\nthe\nEdition\nthe\nDanfant\nCoffee\nYoungf\nCrooked\nSatiref\nBillet\nhoufe\nforfale\nLodging\nKumer'f\nPritinghouf\nmarket\napothecary\nCigar\nfine\nBanan\nwho\nf.C.D.\nmy\n0\n112002\nj.held\nP. Stuyvesant Helps His\nUNPUBLISHED WOODCUTS\nB. Franklin, of Boston,\nWife Make Doughnuts\nEnters Philadelphia\nSLEEPY HOLLOW\nMISS\nDIV\nDENOS\nJ.D.R\nE.X.\nThe News in Rime\nSir Conan Doyle, the lit'ry sleuth,\nThe I-dle W-and'ring W-agabonds\nSpoke harshby of our prison:\nMade Rockefeller shiver;\nHe said that it would never hold\nThe Colonel sailed for Sunny Spain\nA criminal of his'n.\nWithout his trusty river.\nThe world has thrust a shrinking foot\nSir Bryan said he'd only use\nInto its summer oceans;\nHis leisure for Chautauquing;\nMosquitoes quaff\nPoincaire will let\nThe cosmic calf,\nHis Cabinet,\nAnd Jersey bathes in lotions.\nAnd brother Barnes is balking.\nO.P.\nK\nCarranza was unanimous\nIn voting for Carranza-\nHe's President of Mexico\nBARNES\nBy rare extravaganza.\nMiss Alice Brown has won the prize\nFor Winthrop's super-drama;\nA tan au jus\nWas had by us,\nThe steamship probe will not result\nAnd Pittsburgh lost its llama.\nSir Woodrow said the nation's slump\nIn anything worth noting;\nWas nothing worse than psychic;\nUntil the rules are changed we'll use\nThe \"Tango Foot\" is what you get\nThe bath-tub for our boating.\nFor dancing with a high kick.\nVic. Herbert said the U.S.A.\nThe good ship Aquitania\nWas waxing more aesthetic;\nIs quite a knotty sailor;\nThe \"Pickle\" dance\nChas. Whitman's boom\nCame out of France,\nIs now in bloom,\nAnd business looks pathetic.\nAnd we have paid our tailor.\nA sculptor said Our Andy was\nJohn Bull was militantalized\nA first class human being;\nAlmost beyond endurance;\nThe party at Niagara Falls\nThey say the King may soon collect\nIs gayly A B C-ing.\nHis accident insurance.\nBob. Peary planned to chart the air,\nThe striped beast of Tammany\nTo tag each star by letter;\nIs facing the reformer;\nThe Newport set\nCulebra did\nIs playing net,\nA tropic skid,\nAnd John McGraw feels better.\nAnd we are fair and warmer.\nF. Dana Burnet.\nIntended 12 for P E Peary\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave., N. Y. City\nNEW YORK\nCABLE ADDRESS:\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nHERALD\nAddress\nLEXINGTOM tive ord\nDate\n1914\nsimply a\nopen, m\nher eng\nGood\nSh\nin\nT HE PEARY mad winds rage 'rout\nTHE d his icy DEGREE No pause O O THE FROZEN, SE on N.\nB\ncage the blinding snows\nSwings\nas the yelping park\nsweep by.\nwastes afar,\nEstablished: L Back from And the pole the whi\nAnd\nAnd and fears. he feels the thrill of th n M L\nte dunes\nmark the gruesome\nThe ages dim call out to hi\nPor\nThe To roll ghastly the rim plain of the burns listless and in sky his\nhe polar star.\nThe parrots scream,\nAcross the gulf of vanish\nBra\n7brain\nHe\nA delirium strange\nof the martyred\ndream,\nHe hears the\ndead\nAnd deep beneath t)\nWhere the\nare pile\nHe sees the hosts on\nOf a million years\nred\nmagic\nThe spicy breeze\nong\nThe infant WO\nough the dim, en\nmp\nThe lions call\nHgh\nV the bitter winds спал requie ms\nO'er the\nHE lazy shad\ner their sepulchres of white.\neep\nWith spears\nWhere the\nthe\nFollow\nshe has fashioned a bed for her\nNorthland\nWith ins\ntyred dead\nT\ncold wind pla\nsnow-\nSoundi\nIn the lap of the drifted snows,\ndrifts lie,\nHer croon-song wild soothes each trail-\nHe stand\nill or death\nA\npallid waste 'ne\nspent child,\nWhere\nfrozen\nsky.\n'Mid the roar of the grinding floes.\nsing our son\nHe drinks\nmpfire's\ne\nblaze-\nAnd the orth\nWith song and shout, the hosts rush out\nSongs we learned in the older\nHe joins nds\nys:\ner the fields of deadly snow;\nDreaming our dreams when\nWhere anch\nvoices dead bar\ne wild\nstoc\n'he hidden pole is their fatal goal,\nreese bring\nHe takes\ne\nDeg\nthe\nF\nAs it was in the long 860\nA word of hope from the comeng Spring,\nWith\nSilent Brotherho In\nSet\nCHART\nMOTOR\nSara McDonald is visiting\nvisiting their aunts, Mrs. N.\nMiss Miss Mary Weathers at Chilesburg.\neall re and Mrs. Hannah Mumston,\nMiss THE Rutledge has returned vis-\nfrom Sellersburg, Ind, where she\nand Mrs.\nexington. Myrtle, Ethel and Dora H.\nite Mrs. T. Q. M\ncompanied\nN acy Austin. She\ner, sses this city, and Mr. C.\nhome by Miss Sue\nLind-\nof Saginaw, Mich., were\nday at a dinner given by\nMrs. Steve Vaug\nB.\nson, in Fayette County.\nsey Pendleton, M\nJoe A.\nYates is visiting his\nNelson and baby\nry and\nrge Burnett, in. Mur-\nJackson and Colo\ne meet\ndaughter, Goldie\nssocia\nJesse Dykes and\ning of the Ke\nexing-\nspent Tuesday\ntion at the\nwith the for-\nton.\nthe\ner, Mr. J. T.\nMr. M\nSte ng\nle.\nChristma\nvisiting her\nTueso\nm Lewis,\nMrs\nins has returned and\nT parents, Mr.\neunion is\nfrom\nette, of Paris.\nnt twelve\nMrs.\nLexington's\ning held, ther\nhe family\nMiss\nk. who has\nthe thirteen\nNettie Lou Banks.\nin Seattle,\nthe gu\ntewi is B.\nome at Olympian\nwho could\nreturne\n10 sh., psent Na the\nSpring\nHon\nohn T. ciby, of Lexi\nbe\nVlie\nNelson has begun\nng at\nlay's busi-\nthis\nbe city on legal business\ncourse sten\nHE\nMenda\nASS exington.\nthe\nnana\nit\nsaid: \"Donn whine so; 11. is\ndea! better to whistle.\" And\ngan to whistle immediately at\nrate. The little fellow tried\nin, but became discouraged\naway and whined out: \"Charley\ncan't whistle; my lips won't pucker\ngood.\" \"No wonder,\" answered Char-\nley, \"you have not got all of the\nwhine out yet. Keep on trying and\nsoon the whistle will drive away the\nwhine.\" What a splendid lesson!\nHow much better off. the world would\nbe, if all the \"whiners\" could be\nchanged into \"whistlers!\"\nOne of the easiest things to do in\nthis world is to criticise, to find fault,\nand you can notice & at those who\ndo it the most consistently are always\nthose who do the least to help along\nany enterprise. The complainers nev-\ner work and the workers never com-\nplain. By far the greatest amount\nof fault-finding and criticising comes\nfrom the man or woman who shirks\nand who is not willing to do a thing\nto help.\nAn up-to-date business firm, desir-\ners to sleep many hours, live\nnd much of the time in the\nade it necessary to give up\ngement with David Belasco's\nittle Devil.\"\ne came West and settled down\n\"a love of a bungalow,\" as she\ncalls it with her mother.\nNot being willing to main idle,\nshe accepted an offer of the Famous\nPlayers' Company, and is working\nagain in the pictures.\nWork is Easier\n\"I feel much better since I've been\nhere. Of course, unlike the stage, I\nhave my work during the day and can\ngo to bed early. No traveling; and\nthen I can have a home life.\nWe-that is, ma and I-have a dear\nlittle bungalow. We have a big grate\nfire. I sit i nfront of it and have all\nsorts of dreams-\"\nDreams? Yes!\nMary Pickford is happy and she is\nrich. Bu tdo you think she has given\nup her wish to be a star on the\nspeaking stage?\nNo. She is still dreaming, as she\nsays. And, what's more to the point,\nDavid Belasco is still looking for just\nthe right play in which to star her.\nUltima Thule\nBy WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD\nI'\nT was not for the Arctic gold and a claim at the end of the great white trail;\nNor yet for the Arctic lore-for a map of the floe and a graph of the gale:\nBut the quest came out of a primitive urge in the blood of our common birth---\nThe lure of the last lone verge and the desert end of the rolling earth.\nFOR this he abandoned the green of the world--the lakes and the hills and the leas,\nAnd rivers of midsummer nations, and banks with the corn and the vine and the trees,\nAnd the genial zones of the planet's rains, and the belt of the planet's flowers;\nFor this he abandoned all cities--their households, their singing and sunsets and towers.\nNWARD, north of the Northern Lights, hungry and cold and alone,\nEternity under his frozen feet and the snows of the ages unknown,\nWith never the boom of the purple seas, nor ever a mountain of fire,\nNorth of the Plain of the thousand slain---who were dead of the same desire!---\nTILL the East and West were lost in the South, and the North was no more, and he stood\nFace to face with the ancient dream thro his hope and his hardihood;\nAnd the alien skies where the polar sun went round the horizon's rim\nAnd the nameless ice below belonged at last to the race thro him.\nthe\nlion acres of trees. All over the\nthrough the rest, burning hundreds\nstate are-or were-isolated com-\nof thousands of acres of primeval\npanies of the old stalwarts, ten\ngrowth.\nacre and forty acre groups of pines\nUnder its unbroken forest Wis-\nor of cut-over ground belonging to\nconsin lay, a land of treasure.\nthe state. Two hundred thousand\nMost of its soil is rich; its rivers\nacres of this was turned over to\nrun swiftly and are full of power;\nthe Forester and he has been sell-\nand their lower reaches offered fine\ning it off for agricultural land, and\nwater for navigation. Along the\nTHE \"WHITE COAL\" OF THE FUTURE\nfor every acre buying and planting\neast shore extends Lake Michigan,\ntwo or three of the cheap cut-over\nalong the west the Mississippi and\nsand in his new fortress. So he is\nLake Superior is on the north. From a little area of high\nassembling his force. Already there are nearly four hundred\nground in the north central part of the State flow all the\nthousand acres in it.\nstreams which reach these several great waterways. Though\nIt was not long before this reassembling of the army and the\nthere is no mineral fuel in the state its water powers seemed\neffect of it upon the rivers attracted the attention of the mill-\ninexhaustible, drawing their summer water from thousands of\nsite owners at Stevens Point and Grand Rapids and all the other\nponds in the source region. It seemed a State destined to be-\ntowns along the Wisconsin River on the head of which were\ncome among the wealthiest in manufactures of all those mani-\nmost of the new reserves. They came up to Madison and, tak-\nfold things which are made from the forest.\ning advantage of the popularity of conservation, tried to grab\nAt first only the lumber men used the waterfalls, and the logs\nall the ponds in the state reserve for storage. But Griffith\nthat drifted to them were sawed and sent in rafts to market.\nshowed them a better and fairer plan. He drafted a bill of\nSteamboats ascended the rivers and brought in and carried out\nhis own and when it had been submitted and adopted by them\nfreight. Railways crossed the State and charged low rates to\nit went through the legislature and was adopted.\ncompete with the waters. But as the\nStudy this bill well, for it is the best river development bill\nforest burned away and was destroyed\nyet adopted in America.\nthe friable soil of the upper regions\nThe State of Wisconsin is prohibited by its constitution from\nwashed into the ponds and the streams\nundertaking public works. And the reason is that years amo\nbecame less regular. Sand filled the riv-\nthese mill owners, sawmill owners, following the general\ners and destroyed the channels. The en-\ncedure of the day, used their influence to make the State pay\nriched lumber men, caring nothing for\nfor their water-power improvements. So the new law created\nthe future, but satisfied with the present\na corporation-a corporation-not-for-profit, something almost\ngain, abandoned the burned-over land to\nunheard of in America. It is called the Wisconsin Valley\nthe State and deserted their fallen dams.\nImprovement Company, and has a paid-up capital of one hun-\nThe Federal Government spent four\ndred thousand dollars on which it is allowed to earn six per\nmillion dollars in an endeavor to keep\ncent. The stock of this company must be offered to every power\nthe Wisconsin River navigable, and then\nowner on the river, in the proportion which his own power bears\ngave up; and until the railway commis-\nto the whole power of the stream. If he does not care to buy,\nsion came into being the railroads, freed\nthe rest divide it among themselves, but at any annual meeting\nE. M. GRIFFITH\nfrom this competition, charged what they\nhe can come and demand his share at par.\nwould for carrying in the coal that was\nThe corporation, subject to the control of the forester, has\nnecessary to replace the wasted water power.\nthe right of eminent domain over ponds and lands-lands suit-\nWisconsin should be rich. Her furniture factories, standing\nable for water farms-in the source region, and the right to use\nbeside the rivers which bring the lumber to them, should be the\nponds in the forest reserve. The forester sets two monuments.\nlargest in the world. Her paper mills, with an unfailing sup-\nThey cannot raise the water above the one nor draw it below the\nply, should contribute an unlimited supply to the immense de-\nother. This insures the beauty of the forest, which is to be a\nmand. Her toy factories and her boat works should be known\ngreat state park. The corporation builds dams out of its capital\nthroughout the world. But instead. Wisconsin found her forest\nand establishes men to work the sluice gates.\nTO PEARY'S ARCTIC SHIP.\nGo stalwart ship, go boldly forth,\nTo pluck the secrets of the frozen North;\nWith thy good crew, straight onward go\nThrough storm and cold, past berg and floe,\nWith prow turned ever to the Pole\nBear thy brave master to his goal.\nAnd through the long and lonely night,\nWhen men grow sick for want of light,\nAnd silent stars shed feeble glow\nO'er endless wastes of drifting snow,\nBe one bright spot to welcome back\nThe weary wanderers from their icy track.\nAnd when at last thy Captain bold,\nIn spite of storms and deadly cold,\nO'er walls of ice and crashing floes,\n'Gainst howling winds and blinding snows\nAll overcome, his wish attained,\nThe contest o'er and victory gained,\nShall turn his tired steps to thee\nDoubly triumphant let thy welcome be,\nAnd breaking from the Frost King's charms,\nWho long hath held thee in his arms,\nAnd turning South through ice and foam,\nBear him to life and love and home.\nJohn Leee\nThe Pole is Found at Last!\nAir-\"Phi Chi.\"\nSwing out the flag of Bowdoin, boys, the Pole is found at last;\nBring out the wine in plenty-a toast in every glass;\nBring out the sturdy sledges that have served him in the past—\nFor Peary's in his new-found glory.\nCHORUS\nHurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! for Bob and Dan;\nHurrah! Hurrah! each one a Bowdoin man;\nThey suffered, struggled on, and made-the Pole, an \"also-ran\"\nBowdoin-Americans in glory.\nNo mother earth beneath him, a snowdrift for his bed,\nThe icy cold around him and a hummock for his head;\nBut these were only pleasures when he saw the Pole ahead-\nAnd Peary's in his new-found glory.\nCHORUS-Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.\nOld Bowdoin's given the greatest men America has known;\nShe's nursed the greatest writers and statesmen of renown;\nBut the greatest thing in modern days was when the Pole went down-\nWith Peary in his new-found glory.\nCHORUS-Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.\nCharles R. Carter, '09\nАфорь\nSTATE\nThe Bowdoin College\nAlumni Association\nof\nRew Pork City and Vicinity\nFortieth Annual Meeting\nand\nBanquet\nat the\nhotel Botham\nFifth Abenue and Fifty-fitth Street\nDew Pork City\nFriday Cvening, January 14, 1910\nMenu\nCollege Song\nCotuit Oysters\nLet children hear the mighty deeds,\nWhich God performed of old;\nConsomme, Radziville\nWhich in our younger years we saw,\nAnd which our fathers told.\nOlives\nCelery\nRadishes\nSalted Almonds\nHe bids us make His glories known,\nPlanked Shad, Brabant\nHis works of power and grace;\nCucumbers\nAnd we'll convey His wonders down\nMousse of Virginia Ham à la Roosevelt\nThrough every rising race.\nBaron of Milk-fed Lamb, Renaissance\nOur lips shall tell them to our sons,\nBermuda Potatoes, Rissolée\nNew String Beans, Panaché\nAnd they again to theirs;\nThat generations yet unborn\nNorth Pole Punch\nMay teach them to their heirs.\nRed Head Duck, Hominy Cakes\nThus shall they learn in God alone,\nSalade Bouquetiere\nTheir hope securely stands;\nThat they may ne'er forget His works,\nGlaces Fantasie\nBut practice His commands.\nFriandise\nCafe\nOh, De're a Band of Bowdoin's Sons!\n(Air-\"Solomon Levi.\")\nPhi Chi\" Up to Date\nOh, we're a band of Bowdoin's sons, a rollicking band are we,\nWe're gathered here to praise her name in mirth and jollity;\nWe'll shout \"Phi, Chi\" with a right good will, our voices fill the air,\n(Air-\"Phi Chi.\")\nAs we echo the fame and illustrious name of our Alma Mater fair.\n(Chorus)\nNow a verse to Dan McMillan, whom\nHail! Bowdoin forever,\nOld '98 will back,\nShout aloud the sound;\nWith the South Pole his objective\nHail fairest mother,\nAnd the North Pole in his pack;\nLet the heavens resound with her praises-\nFor with our colors on the Pole\nOh, we're a band of Bowdoin's sons, a rollicking band are we,\nWe're gathered here to praise her name in mirth and jollity;\nPresented us by Mac\nWe'll shout \"Phi, Chi\" with a right good will, our voices fill the air,\nWe'll go marching with Bowdoin.\nAs we echo the fame and illustrious name of our Alma Mater fair.\nA Bowdoin son with his face to the north has struggled full many a year,\n(Chorus)\nAnd braved the ice and the storms of snow and the cold of the Arctic drear;\nBut Bowdoin pluck and Bowdoin grit have long possest his soul,\nAnd now his task is nobly done and Bowdoin has captured the Pole.\nHurrah! Peary! Hurrah! Peary! ! and now\nChorus-Hail! etc.\nHurrah! Peary! to '77 we bow;\nWe're in our youth and admit the truth\nThen, brothers, join the chorus, as we sing to Peary's name,\nAnd know that you'll allow\nHis deeds are written clear and high upon the scroll of fame;\nTwenty-one years to '98.\nSo we hail the brave explorer and his persevering will,\nAnd we know that Bowdoin pluck and grit are taught at Bowdoin still.\nWendell P. McKown, '98.\nChorus-Hail! etc.\nJohn W. Frost, '04.\nDail! Dail! Comrades Lail!\n(Air-\"Bowdoin Beata.\")\nYou've comrades to meet you,\nSpeakers\nYour Alma Mater greets you,\nFor you have reached the long desired goal.\nNow after long striving\nToastmaster\nAnd finally arriving,\nDR. FREDERICK H. DILLINGHAM, '77\nThe stars and stripes you've planted at the Pole.\n(Chorus)\nPRESIDENT WILLIAM DE WITT HYDE\nHail! hail! Comrades hail!\nFor we all know Peary reached the goal;\nGENERAL THOMAS H. HUBBARD, '57\nAnd with Don B. McMillan\nWhom he found ever willing\nCOMMANDER ROBERT E. PEARY, '77\nHe's found that famed, long sought for old North Pole.\nGOVERNOR HENRY B. QUINBY, '69\nFrom your old Pennsy home\nEX-CONGRESSMAN CHARLES E. LITTLEFIELD\nDid you so youthful roam\nPROFESSOR HENRY C. EMERY, '92\nTo Maine and colder climes you sallied forth;\nYour energy ne'er sparing\nPROFESSOR DONALD B. McMILLAN, '98\nBut ever preparing\nTo be hailed as King of all the frozen North.\nJOHN W. FROST, '04\nChorus-Hail, Hail, etc.\nMrs. Joseph B. Roberts.\nOfficers of the Association\nPresident:\nSecretary:\nDR. FREDERICK H. DILLINGHAM, '77\nJOSEPH B. ROBERTS, '95\nVice-Presidents:\nTreasurer:\nGEORGE F. HARRIMAN, '75\nEARLE A. MERRILL, '89\nDR. CHAS. JEWETT, '64\nGEORGE W. TILLSON, '77\nEDWARD T. LITTLE, '87\nExecutive Committee:\nALBERT S. RIDLEY, '90\nEMERY H. SYKES, '94\nPERCY W. BROOKS, '90\nDR. MORTIMER WARREN, '96\nWALLACE M. POWERS, '04\nCorresponding Secretary:\nFREDERICK B. SMITH, '96\nGEORGE H. D. FOSTER, '95\nJAMES D. MERRIMAN, '92\nNew york Jan, 25,1910,\nThe Sir. ander 2 Peary\nFind enclosed a Porm which\nI trust will win your approbation I also\nthat appeared in the Congressional Ricord,\nwrote the one concerning Hanry Poulerdald\nof march last yrar, I have roughed it\n1st U.S. Cury 25 years ago, therefor land for -\nsome myself. was a in the\nsaw, what has happened of late, shouldyou\nfeel disposed to Publish for have this\nPublished Kindly send me a Copy of the\nDame, Wishing you Prosperity entire\ninfaction in all futire prospects I am\nYou Repectfully Dorvart\nno 113, West 60-Strup.\nMem york city, N. 4.\nThe Cook Book.\nA final report, of the learned Committee,\nHas settled the question of Dr. Cook's claim.\nThe way we were fooled, is a laughable pity:\nAs Cook should be kept a month out in the rain.\nTo reward his demeanor, might seem somewhat cleaner,\nTo send him to sea, on a cool cake of ice;\nA consumate schemer, could not act much meamer,\nThe treatment above should be used in a trice.\nShould he e'er be seen around Copenhagen,\nI think he'd be bathed in a tub of coal-tar.\nAltho' for forgiveness, he might be found beggin'\nThey'd send him to dwell, where the Esquimauxsare.\nHis nerve seemed so funny, he kept coining money\nTill a Hundred Thousand Dollars made up his rich roll,\n'T' was easy as eating a spoonful of honey\nTo take in the cash, after reaching the Pole:\nThe people are assured now, concerning Dr. Cook\nWho puzzled all the wise-ones with his Artic book,\nThat did'nt furnish evidence, to satisfy a soul\nThat he was ever, anywhere around the North Pole.\nComposed and Written by Thos. O'Neill,\nJanuary 20, 1910, #113 W. 60 Street,\nCity.\nWARY OF POLAR BRIZE-WINNERS.\nWas it Dr. Cook or Peary? Is it Amundsen or Scott?\nThe people are bewildered, as they well may be. God wot;\nFirst the cable says the Briton in the sprinting to the pole,\nWon the honors for his nation, put his rival in a hole.\nNow another message follows which reverses former news,\nAnd the people, sorely puzzled, are reluctant which\nto choose.\nIs that most unseemly wrangle which the Arctic race begot,\nTo be again experienced in the case of Captain Scott?\nIs he the real hero, as was Peary in the north,\nAnd is Amundsen another papeocrystic lump of froth?\nThe record of the latter belies such meanly traits,\nBut the public, undecided, and, remembering, hesitates.\nNot till Scott himself shall answer and ifficially declare\nHis triumph or his failure can either sailor share,\nIn the honors of discovery that await the pioneers\nWho, braving all privations, explore uncharted spheres.\nTo the hardy Scandinavian or the British naval man,\nWhichever's in the van, we'll give the well-earned glory,\nThat plucky deeds invite and by our hearty plaudits sus-\npicion put to flight.\nBut, warned by previous clashing, made wary by the past,\nWe halt at this emergence and hold emotions fast;\nWe think of Cook and Peary, that mental strain review\nAnd, duped by former faking, would later pits eschew.\nSo here we stand expectant, our gaze Antarctic sot,\nReady to cheer for Anundsen, eager to shout for Scott.\nTHE TWO POLES.\nThe Poles, which had been lost for ages,\nDiscovered are at last;\nBrave men toiled on by weary stages,\nThrough snow and howling blast,\nWith frozen feet and cheeks they hurried,\nWith frozen hands and ears,\nAnd solved the problem which had worried\nThe world a thousand years.\nAnd terrors dire came forth to greet them,\nAnd dangers thronged the way;\nAnd polar bears oft tried to eat them,\nAs horses eat their hay.\nThe Arctic night came down and found them\nIntrepid in the gloom]\nAnd Arctic phantoms shrieked around them,\nAnd wailed of death and doom.\nYet uncomplaining and undaunted\nDid these explorers roam,\nUntil they found the poles they wanted,\nAnd shipped the blamed things home.\nThus victory comes to the bidder\nWho pays the price of toil;\nAnd I'm ashamed when I consider\nHow I raise huge turmoil\nO'er little obstacles that face me\nWhen I my task pursue;\nI plainly see it must disgrace me\nTo raise a howdydo.\nSo after this I'll be like Peary\nAnd Amundsen the bold,\nAnd struggle on, though heart be weary,\nAnd both my feet are cold.\nUncle Walt -\nThe Poet Philosppher\nWalt Mason\n(COPY)\nTHE PRIZE\nWINNERS,\nPeary, like a student at college, is years trying for knowledge\nAnd the first prize to gain, by it to win fame\nWhen into the class there came a student of another name\nSaid he it is no sin, any one this prize may win\nSo by pluck and grit, I will win it\nAs his name began with c he was sure of victory\nIn short time this Prize C. took\nFull name is Frederick A. Cook.\nNow, what of the letter Pr. dissappointed as can be\nI have tried for years said he, and this prize belongs to me\nSo here' for another try I'll win it ere I die\nWith a lot of pluck and grit I'm sure I will win it\nFor without both they say, no good luck come yourway\nAnd now what doe we see? Peary this prize is for thee\nSuch a wonderful prize through and through\nThere is honor enough for the two\nWritten by Mrs. Mary Minary Cooper Patterson, age 63,\nat Estelville, Atlantic Co., New Jersey.\nOct. 2nd, 1909.\nTO PEARY ARCTIC CLUB.\nThe enclosed lines are not by a girl who's head is in a whirl\nBut a woman of 63 - great reader of all history\nFor years I've been reading too what Peary was trying to do\nIn trying to reach The North Pole, been sacrificed many a soul\nTo Our country a great expense, more than was any sense\nThe North Pole he has at last, so all things go in the past\nBut as proven by Dr. Cook, less expense and time it took\nPeary's entitled to praise, has the Pole ere the end of his\ndays.\nMary M. C. Patterson.\nOct. 5, 1909.\nHo! Hunters Brave, from the great white Dome,\nLeave all your heartaches there,\nAnd now you're back to the sweet old home\nWith all true friends declare--\nThere's Honor enough for me,\nThere's Honor enough for you,\nThere's double Fame for our Nation,\nSurely Glory enough for two.\nREMEMBER how with shrieking shell\nAnd shot and battle's roar,\nOur \"Laddies\", brave cevera's fleet\nWrecked on the Cuban shore.\nNow, we the aftermath\nWith shame bow'd heads must say,\nBesmirched the names and saddened lives,\nOf some who won that day.\nDID not the gallant Sampson plan\nThe battle to bring about?\nDid not the brave and gallant Schley\nOn these lines fight it out?\nWhat happened then? For shame! Stop!!\nWe'll leave what happened out.\noH HAPLESS FATE, will we have again,\nA cruel strife with a Nation stain,\nAnd jealous envy with its loathsome breath\nAs a scorpion turn and sting itself to death?\nOh Sons of this our Nation great,\nBefore you go too far,\nLet our National pride decide it,\nAnd make you a double star.\n-000-\nRespectfully dedicated to the memory of Admiral\nSampson and to Admiral Schley, and forwarded to Commender\nPeary and Dr. Cook, trusting that by their gracious efforts\nand generous concessions there will be no repetition of an\nhistorical farce which not long ago compelled one gallant\nofficer to defend himself against a shameful charge and\ndoubtless hastened the death of another officer, equally\nas gallant, to the mortification of all true Americans and\ncasting a shadow on martial glory the like of which has\nnever been known.\nRespectfully,\nTHE AUTHOR.\nOakland, California.\nSeptember 27, 1909.\nFor the ENTERPRISE. Newton Pe.\nLIEUTENANT PEARY.\nOnce more the modern hero goes\nIn quest of fame across the snows.\ncld\nThe terrors of an Arctic night\nHis fearless courage cannot blight.\n'Mid awful silence of days and nights\nml\nThe solemn grandeur of borean lights,\nFrom home and loved ones far away,\nAnd fearful fate if he go astray.\nAs wandering o'er the trackless waste,\nThe dim Northern light by shadows chased,-\nHigh his purpose to gain the goal,\nNor wrecked by fate, beneath the pole.\nIf ever a man were given the gift\nTo strive with courage a prize to lift,\nThis one deserves to reach his aim,\nReturning, crowned with endless fame.\nNew York, Sept. 9, 1903.\nCROSSMAN LYONS.\nIntended TELEPHONE \"O To for 3923 wad see oursel's some MADISON power as SQ. ithers the giftie see Peary\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n110-112 West 26th St. N. Y. City.\nCABLE ADDRESS,\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nEAGLI\nFrom\nAddress\nDate\nAUG 12 1907\nA COLLOQUY.\nSays the old North Pole to the Polar Star:\nEstablis\n\"I can't guess where the Peary invaders /\nare.\"\nSays the Polar Star to the old North Pole:\n\"I am told they're in a financial hole.\"\nSays the old North Pole: \"Will you squint\na bit\nAnd see if anyone's started yet?\"\nSays the Polar Star: \"Just compose your\nmind;\nIt is cash they lack, and they're 'way\nbehind.\nAnd it's clear to me an explorer bold\nMust remain at home, if he has no gold.\"\nThen there came a grunt from the Polar\nBear,\nWho inquired: \"Is the Peary stock at\npar?\"\nBut no answer rose in a chorus full,\nDAY, FEBRUARY 5 1906.\nPEARY'S VALENTINE.\nOh, where is Lieutenant Peary to-night?\nHe of the Aretic fame,\nWho has gone to bring the Pole to us,\nAnd gain an immortal name!\nDoes the Roosevelt lie all tight and snug\nIn the unknown Arctic sea,\n'Bove Grant Land's storm-bound, ice-bound\ncoast,\nIn the confidence of a lea?\nHas the strong Arctic man, the Eskimo,\nWith sledge and dog. been found\nTo serve the cause of this fearless son,\nAnd make his success abound?\nHas all been well with the crew and staff\nSince the Roosevelt anchor weighed?\nAnd for the long, cold dash across the ice\nHas forethought all been made?\nThese are the thoughts that occur to us,\nHis countrymen safe at home,\nAs the time draws near for the veil to lift\nTo brighten the Arétic dome.\nMay straight! your dash, O, Peary! be strong and\nYour arm be strong and true\nWhen straining to wrest the Pole from the\nplace\nIt has been since time was new-\nMillions of hearts are with you, Peary,\nAnd millions of prayers as well,\nThat you bring back the Pole and come in\nthe role\nOf a glorious Immortelle!\nCHARLES K. MILLARD.\nNorth Adams, February 12, 1906.\nTELEPHONE 3923 MADISON SQ.\nIntended for\n\"O wad some Jerry. power the giftie gi'e us\nI\nTo Bee oursel's as ithers see us.\"\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n110-112 West 26th St. N.Y. City.\nCABLE ADDRESS,\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Cutting Bureau in the World\nFrom\nIUDGE.\nYORK CLIT\nAddress\nOCT 26\n1909\nDate\nBOBBY PEARY, THE WORLD-WIDE ARCTIC EXPLORER.\nSOLO.\nTHEY say that I'm a faker pure,\nI have to clothe myself each day\nmakes me very tired,\nIn furs, or else I'll freeze.\nAs if the hardships I endure\nMy reputation, so they say,\n1\nWere not each one inspired.\nIs measured by degrees.\nI have to walk the quarterdeck\nI have to go around and beg\nUntil my nose is blue;\nThe means wherewith to sup;\nOn lecture platforms I must treck\nAlso that I may yearly pet\nThe filthy lucre, too.\nMy reputation up.\nCHORUS.\nI am Peary. Don't get leary.\nAs a seeker I'm the goods.\nI'm a hero, minus zero,\nAnd a connoisseur of foods.\n\"Oh! on and on past the dusk and dawn\nWhere the ghostly regions are,\nDown the strange, dim ways of the sunless days\nAnd under the north's last star,\nPast the ice-barred gate of the wall of Fate,\nUnconquered and lone and dumb,\nThe King of the Pole with the dauntless soul\nDares the men of the earth to come!\"\n\"as with their burnished sabres flashing high\nstriftly abroad they fleet-minged heraeds fly\n\"Kindling to splendor are the arche Sky\nWith flung brand?\"\nThen, thriceing Through that from solilude,\nfood in The Fathers name\nas when the eagle brungs her hungry Grood\nHe hears a rushing as of sighty rings,\nfrom yeal rus where reign alone gods hidden Things,\nWhere crask of grueding flor and icepack rigs.\nThe auswer came.\n\"He who the hoary frost of Heaven doll keep;\nand hides as with a stone the honderous deep\nfar in His icy north.\"\n\"He who can loase Onoins gtillering bands,\"\n\"Who gair the springs of worning their Commands:\n\"Who holds the nighty waters in his hands,\"\n\"He sends us forther\nWinterd\n\"Om what the qualist results in think of the actie and\nmonth I world some think\nis the awful silence of from\noften temporary marrity\nof starting month without heavy alothing\nrusnent. (lecture- Compression Pary.)\nas without some kind of mindal inst\nHight droops her wing o upon the folar sea,\nBut stiller for than night when all still\nan ice clad vessed dreams of Liberty\nFash in her first frost sleep, sight and chill.\nBlack barren reaches round, without a soul,\nRealms where The brave of ages met decease\nOn their cain quest to fird the Wonders Pole\nAnd shed fush lustre on the centuries.\nHorizon guits hough naught of motion\nAn all that backn sweep where oceans freeze n\nthought but The form of one with high devotin\nAt his ships your, and whispering words\n(like these\nO actic Mislies why ach then so cold\nLing their They Amile of Aushine the bold\nand figid to the ourstures of men?\nAnd draw They suppliant thine heart. Ainen\nThise are the while domains of Solitude\nIn crystal castle eye both never viewed\nWhere only taunthess mortals done invode,\nShe tempsh to loiture all who are way laid\nwith Raphine dread; an iceflor supping near\nDoth music seem amid the hish and bull\nSilence the Dailar knows noh reigneth here\nNo wares' soft whisper on this vise wom hell\nfor your Liberian cycle dungemed deep;\nAnd though at gresame fate he give a week\nHe have the ceasers sankle of his chains\nThey follow with their unhames stains.\nwhat In then can to Family duam, for men delight\nThe san his silence wakens in the hight\nsymbols present what they endme!\nTo all harps are mute, nor is there cure.\nBut Janny taketh players barque tunes shall rise\nhis still TX and sometimes entertain\nThe white sea-brid that homeward idly flies,\nCarching the ship of sing, and on again.\nWe chant with music all one warmest hopes\nAnd catch in answer fledges that will please\nIn temperate clines and summy southern slopes\nOn midst stem winter scenes in low degrees\n\" \"Explaxer Welcome to my zone again,\n\"I'll kiss and call there mine of all The Ten,\nPress on!\" doth sking in many a divers tone\nBeneath the Northern Sear but there alme\".\nBleak Sing to havellors in snowy crats\nTo us, when wintered carol waking notes,\nGodbent to stii from steep as morning then\nSing that the ministry f fast is done.\nshell\nThe in clasp fails, the ship stools from her,\nSoin lifes' mysterious milody will tell (sing;\nFor bear, my minstries, hack! the tubines\nthe deaf mute-\nThat we have Spring lime found and (along. move\nthe ten great Policukus.\nHenry Prince\nVarsity '08\nPoints Out.\nFeb 1908.\n/ Im logen. betwans,\nRespectfully, Inservibed\nCommander, Ju Peany. M. S. er.\nArche. Explorer,\nA Man, We honor and Respect,\nComes to ns, Deven the evonth Fireet\nExplaining words, which thrill the Your,\nOf Searts which mircured the Pole,\nSublime: the Enght Where He arpires\nThat shot the Charm of than? clessies\nFor Contunies Has been the gaal\nWhich halch the Charm, San,\nUnbitions, yes, Mutview the task\nWhat more of man. bould science ask,\nThan, That, So ink his valued life,\nJan, far from Home and Chairhed Wife\nRony, 2,\nHe went facm us. To Troyen fields'\nand tells us new that search uneals,\nThough baffled. in the efforts macle\nThe laurels.won, Mill never facte,\nHe may purhaps. of wach the Pule,\nThe mark the set, anthment his Loue\nyet still we know the has the will\nTo plant our Stans on Polar Cill,\nKeep on Brane Jeng. Joch the Tole,\nthat Height Ta yun aim bitions Soul\nand at its Peak. In no ands of fine\nInscribe for us, Exechion Higher,\nWhen later some, Sleistoric her\nRecords the deeds of erable then,\nIt will not fail to land the fame,\nOf un Brane Peanys. Honored name,\nCharper Cohas, E. Tumer, Jagus, me,\nA GODSPEED TO PEARY.\n(Lines read at Mr. Bridgman's Farewell Dinner to Lieut. Peary, June 20,189$\nPeary, Godspeed!\nI hardly know\nThe vast and intricate significance\nOf all that snow\nTo which you go;\nI only understand\nA brave man dares again.\nWhen heroes fight,\nWho asks his trivial why,\nSo that they fight like heroes?\nMaybe,- it well may be!-\nPeary shall find\nFauna and flora quite unknown to me,\nAnd Polar secrets wrest\nThat shall unlok\nDependent secrets of the East and West;\nBut what so science gain,\nOr whatsoe'r accrues to commerce,\nThis I think is best:\nThe courage of the quest,\nThe fearless eyes,\nThe dauntless soul,\nIn them the Pole!\nSo that the Pole make Peary,\nAs all such dreams\nHave power to make a man,\nI care not much that Peary find the Pole!\nAnd perhaps the wish were kind\nHe ne'er may find\nWhat with its finding\nMeans a dream at end,\nFor who so finds a dream,\nStrange though it seem,\nMust lose it as he finds -\n\"Tis so with dreams.\nPeary, Godspeed!\nWe let you go\nWith hands that linger,\nHands proud to hold,\nReluctant hands to loose;\nAnd I, an idle singer,\nA recent friend of ancient admiration,\nWould venture thus to bid you\nA Godspeed full as kind\nAs those who longer\nHave loved you, Peary,\nLonger, maybe, and stronger,\nYet with no will more willing,\nPeary, towards you -\nA GODSPEED TO PEARY.\nLines read at Mr. Bridgman's Farewell Dinner to Lieut. Peary, June 20,189$\nPeary, Godspeed!\nI hardly know\nThe vast and intricate significance\nOf all that snow\nTo which you go;\nI only understand\nA brave man dares again.\nWhen heroes fight,\nWho asks his trivial why,\nSo that they fight like heroes?\nMaybe,- it well may be:-\nPeary shall find\nFauna and flora quite unknown to me,\nAnd Polar secrets wrest\nThat shall unlock\nDependent secrets of the East and West;\nBut what so science gain,\nOr whatsoe'r accrues to commerce,\nThis I think is best:\nThe courage of the quest,\nThe fearless eyes,\nThe dauntless soul,\nIn them the Pole!\nSo that the Pole make Peary,\nAs all such dreams\nHave power to make a man,\nI care not much that Peary find the Pole!\nAnd perhaps the wish were kind\nHe ne'er may find\nWhat with its finding\nMeans a dream at end,\nFor who so finds a dream,\nStrange though it seem,\nMust lose it as he finds -\n\"Tis so with dreams.\nPeary, Godspeed!\nWe let you go\nWith hands that linger,\nHands proud to hold,\nReluctant hands to loose;\nAnd I, an idle singer,\nA recent friend of ancient admiration,\nWould venture thus to bid you\nA Godspeed full a.s kind\nAs those who longer\nHave loved you, Peary,\nLonger, maybe, and stronger,\nYet with no will more willing,\nPeary, towards you -\nCentlest of all the batrong,\nKindest of a II the\nRichard Le Gallienne.\nThe Stars of D.K.E!\nAir: (\"TAMMANY.\")\nFrom far and near we've gathered here, within these festal halls,\nTo answer \"present,\" with a cheer, when Delta Kappa calls.\nSome heads are gray, but hearts are gay in our great Fraternity;\nWe drink the wine of youth divine 'neath the stars of D. K. E!\nthe stars of D. K. E!\nChorus:\nD. K. E! D. K. E!\nShrine of friendship and of glee,\nYouth and truth and loyalty!\nD. K. E! D.K. E!\nWe drink thy wine of youth divine!\nD.K.E!\nFirst we toast the President of these United States;\nAs scholar, soldier, statesman, he is strenuous and great;\nHe made war down in Cuba, and made peace in Asia, too,\nThen digs the Panama Canal to sail our Navy through!\nto sail our Navy through!\nChorus:\nRoosevelt! Roosevelt!\nIn Russia and Japan he is felt,\nAnd like the Kaiser! \"um die Welt!\"\nRoosevelt! Roosevelt!\nHe's a Delta Kap and a glorious chap,\nRoosevelt!\nWe hail Commander Peary, Theta's gallant son and bold,\nWho has carried to the furthest North the crimson, blue and gold.\nHe comes from Maine, and rides the main like a Viking bold and free,\nIn Zero Land he's a hero, and he's a loyal D. K. E.!\na loyal D. K. E!\nChorus:\nRobert E. Peary ! we\nBelieve you will achieve your goal,\nNail our banner to the Pole!\nRobert E. Peary! we\nDrink to your name and lasting fame!\nBrave D. K. E!\nA toast to Whitelaw Reid, the Nation's chief Ambassador!\nThe halls of Fame have known his name for a score of years or more;\nAs editor great in affairs of State, as Minister then to France,\nThe peace with Spain was the work of his brain, and his motto is still \"Advance!\"\nhis motto is still \"Advance!\"\nChorus:\nWhitelaw Reid! Whitelaw Reid!\nHe knows the diplomatic creed,\nWins in Britain all we need.\nWhitelaw Reid! Whitelaw Reid!\nOld Kappa's pride and ours beside!\nWhitelaw Reid!\nOthers have won glorious fame, of whom you all have heard,\nBut time's too short to name them all, if only with a word;\nSo brothers, rise and drink the health of every loyal son,\nWho wears the diamond pin of Delta Kappa Epsilon!\nDelta Kappa Epsilon!\nChorus:\nD. K. E! D. K. E!\nShrine of friendship and of glee,\nYouth, and truth, and loyalty!\nD. K. E! D. K. E!\nWe drink thy wine of youth divine!\nD.K.E!\nNEW YORK, January 16th, 1907\n\"N\"78 r A\"81\nother od ingles\nBy Marie Overton Corbin's Charles Buxton Going\nJ\nF.1.B.o₂\nA.sly old angler went a-fishing\nHis dinner for to win;\nHe opened wide his open face\nPOLE\nAnd asked the fish-set in.\nThere WdS d whale up near the pole\nAnd he was wondrous wise:\nFor lunch he ate an iceberg. whole.\nAnd froze up both his eves\nAnd when he saw his eyes were ice,\nWith all his might and main\nHe drank the Gulf Stream in a trice.\nCULF STREAM\nDO NOT WASTE\nAnd thawed them out again\nHOT WATER\nYOU MUST PAY\nOR GET OFF\na\n3\nTHAT WILL\nARE'NT NT You\nHOLD YOU\nASHAMED. NOONE\nFOR A\nWHILE\nDESERVES SUCH A\nPUNISHMENT AS\nTHIS\n0\nHOLY MACKEREL!\n,\nITS NONE OF HER\nBUSINESS, I DONT\nWANT HER\nSYMPATHY\n11.\n23\n11\nCC\n6\n(COPYRIGHT, 1903, BY THE NEW YORK HERALD GO.)\n10\nTHE EVENING STAR\nto tell that Hills woman that'll make any\nthing she does seem like staying home\nwhen her that the trunk\nhad been left behind, she didn' seem to\ncare\nbit.\nThat\noven\nshe\nwas my wife, was all the time\nJune November every cheered\nright up the minute had really some\nto\nabout.\nwind kept blowing us T'd have\nAN ARCTIC NERVE CURE,\nbeen scared to death, the\nway But Sarah kept on laughing\nthe\nif\nso\ndidn'\nhave\nthe\nWRITTEN FOR THE EVENING STAR BY WILLIAM BRADFORD ALLEN.\nas\ning\nhoisted\na\nthe\nif\ndid\nbut\nday\n(Copyright 1904, by William Bradford\nhad\nclothes\nbeen\nstin\nthe\nJust\nas\nand\nour\non\nwith\nwas\nwell\nI'd\nholsted\nfor\nLO\ndo\nwas\nto\nwrite\nin\nmy\nand\neat\nmy\n\"My wife-and Mrs. Hills used to think R\nbe sure to fit, and as far went, the\nafter\nof\ngrand,\nheap of each other; that was when Sarah\nImagined she had hay fever, and told Mrs\nhe\nease\nthe\nmind\nwanted\nto\nsee\nand\nHills every day how poorly she felt. Now\noff\nwaves\nthem\non\nbut\nin\nthey don speak, all on account of\nand\nso\nan\nfloating around on an leeberg\nshe\nhad\nto\nMr. Abner Spen stirred up the blaz-\nwas\nother\non\nsailing\nfor\nthe\nnd\nlong\ntime,\nthen\nthere\nlook\ning logs in his smiled\njust\nof\nus,\nand\nI'll\nhow\ncently I expressed my Ignorance and in-\nliggered if green, with grass\nto\nterest.\nthe\nway\nit\nhere\nat\nhome\nsort\nSarah'd\nMr. Spencer's office. in which we were\nwas\nointed\nseated, was not busy place, but then Mr.\nfar\nliving\nin\nbut\nwe'd\nall\nday\nSarah\nand\nme,\nSpencer was not busy man. His bankers\ning\nand\nice when there was\ntimes\nup\nthe\ncould vouch that he had no need to be. His\noffice was for him an asylum to which he\nstop\nhere,\nI-sald\nto\nthe\nblow\ncould go morning and read the news-\nIt\nesn\nlook\nexactly\nwould\nand\nif\nrhe\nShe\nit\nour\nwas\nnot\npapers, thus adding to his senke of impor-\ntism or we ought to get cured\nto\nthe\ntance and avoiding domestic worries at the\nhay\nand\nshe\ning\nthe\nhad\nsame\ntime\nThe sort of surprised that\nto\nthe\nand\n'You never met Mrs. Spencer?\" her hus-\nI'd\npick\nout\njust\nfor\nlook\ntoo\nband\ninquired\nhad\nnot,\nresort,\nbut\nwas\nhim\nas\ned\nshe\nme\nup,\nwere\nWell my wife is yes,\nthe and the next\nbe\nday\nthe\nwind\nsir, as woman as there is the\nced\nto\ntake\nand\nus\nup\nthe\nriver\nand\nlanded\nstate Connecticut but wash' always\nour\nSarah\nwas\nsort\nof\ndis-\nus\nthat way. For spell used to think she\nshe\nthe\nday-\nwas\nmelting\npretty\nfast\nhad hay fever every year from the time\nlight\nNot\nwasn't\nall\nday\nand\non\nthe grass green the spring until\nand al up at that of the\nsize\nwas\nwe\nIL six\ntime in the fall and it took good\nyear but was sleepy the night before\nweeks before, when one morning I saw\nsized leeberg to make her agree she was\nand\ngood\nlook.\nmistaken.\nsee any neighbors up\ncoming, shouted to\nMr. Spencer drew his chair a trifle nearer\nhere.'\nsaid\nSarah\n'and\nto the fire. smile that started in a twin-\nthe captain answered: and you\ntoo\nbad\nshe\nsaid:\nand\njust\nkle in his eyes spread itself his smooth-\nwon't see any wherever you look all over\nto enjoy ourselves\nshaven cheeks, hesitated for an Instant in\nor\npolar\nmuc\nat her my mouth open ns\nif she was crazy, and then made up\nthat whatever\nthe and\nas\nas\nThe\nand was big\none\nwith\nthree\nbye\nand\nthe folks on board of it saw us and they\nand some men got boat and\nare\nyou\ndoing\nthere?\nthe\nman\nwho\nwas\nyelled\nwas\nmad\nto\nvere\nbut\nhim that we wanted\nto\nNew\nthe\nyelled\nback\nto\nSarah\nhad\nmy\nback\nlaugh,\nand\nthe\nwith\nher\ntied\nsaw\nwas\nno\ntime\nget\nInto\night\nwe\nand\nat\nthe\nknew\nthen\nbig\nhat\nwearing\nMrs\nAbner\nSpencer,\never saw in\nthe\nsea\nwater\nher\nthat\nice\nMrs.\nits\nback\nfrom\nshe\nas\nthings\nlike\nthat\nthink\nhas\nthe\nnan\nshame,\na\nage,\nAnd\nSarah\nPHINDLER\nthere was the going bibbitty\nin the sea, and it's floating\nAND SHE GAVE MRS. HILLS ONE LOOK.\nyet with the Sara was making for\ning\nnext\nthe\nYes sir: the people on board the steamer sound\ngot\nback\nhome\nand\nhis short gray beard, and following the\nbears Neighbors don't grow thick around\nbulging\nurve\nhis\nwas\nthese\nhasn'\nlost the tips of his toed shoes\nBut what shall do folks\nturn\nnor\nan\nof\n'When come to think of all the things\ntalk to and them how I'm feeling to-\nhay\nfever,\neither\nAnd\nthink\nthat happened they do seem funny, he\nday\nshe\nthat\nin we had\nsaid\nsomething\nthat\nsound-\ntoring and go sailing on they'd stop doc- be\nwith\nmany of take first and\ned\nlike\nsweari\nbut\nSarah\ndidn'\nhear\nlast-all told Sarah that there wasn'\nI'd\ntalked\nbe-\nbetter Spencer and the doctors would\npaused\nand\nlooked\nhis\nthing really the matter her except\nany\nwhen\nnerves\nwouldn\nbelieve\nany\nhe said. glad you come lunch, up\nnearly\nfor\nof\nwife\nall\ngot\nthem, and finally to point\nthe\nmeet my wife. bite Only\nhad\nbe\nThere\nwasn't\nup\nour\nhouse\ntold\nthem\nto-righ\nsay\nabout\nfur\nfor\nmuch fun ing in the same house with a\non\nout\nthe\nsea\nand\nthat's the only thing she's a might touchy\nwoman vas grui all the time the\nwith\nIce,\nwhere\nthere\nNAB\nsure\nway my was 80 got and\nbe\nThey\nput\nall\nthe\nsaid to the we had then that\nwe\neat\nin\nhouse,\nhad stop somehow We ed the\nany\npolar\nbears\naround\nthey\nThe Cause of Leprosy\nmatter all over and we both to the\nand\nseeing\nCincinnati\nconclusion that as long as Sarah really\nleft\nin\nthe\nthey\nthought she was sick you beat\nThe con lusion of Dr. Jonathan Hutchin-\nput\nthe\nit out of her that didn' have hay fever\nnea\nheap\nAnd\nson gland, after study of leprosy\nthe only thing to do was to make believe\nshij\nthe\ncaptain\nsaying\nhe'd\nIt of the world,\nshe was right and then to\ncall\nfor\nis that the disease is caused wholly by\nher So we decided that was to take her\nnot\nthat\nSarah\nwas\nuneasy\nall\nthe\nsome where she couldn' have hay\nthe\ning or imperfectly cured\nand\nfever\never\nshe\nwanted\nto.\nfish. The London to ac-\nwere\n\"That took out the map and I\nleft\nBut\nas\nas\ncept Dr Idea It is held that\nstudied It like when was boy school.\nsaid.\nIn all countries and in all ages leprosy\nlooked all over and\nthe\nhas and still due to the\nand they -green grass growing\ncap.\ntion of \"high\" fish. The nco for fish\ntackled and Asta\n'Sarah's\nhay\nfever\nis\nand Africa and Australia and he in\nIn a lainted condition is an \"acquired\nthe sea, and, by Jinks! they wouldn do\nand\nIt\nis\nclaimed\nthat\neither. Every single place was of flow\nnumber\nof\npeople\nto\ners and weeds in and the only\nwe\nfor\nthe\nwhere\nhat looked it might do-bar-\nnew\nwas\ngeneral\nring the and cared much for\nand\non\nthe\nsea trips was Greenland So I said to my\nwere\nthe\nsi\nbut\nand\nclaimed\nwife, just as naturally as if I'd said Sarah,\nwe'll have beef tomor-\nme\nof\nto\nin Norway,\nIceland\nand\nrow. said, We'll spend the summer in\nat\nthese\nGreenland\nap\nfor\nfish\nshe answered. 'You mean\nthat\ncon-\nhave\nSwitzerland, Abner There's where Mrs.\nbecause\nshe\nregions\nIn\nHills is going She was telling me about 1t\njust\nlike\nmine\nit\nhas\ndis-\nonly yesterday -all about the\nand everything she was going to see. It'll\nso\nhave\nof\nish\nfor\nMr\nbe nice\nalong\nwith\nback\nand\nIn\nare\nfree\nbut\nthe\nfis\nDr.\nHan-\n'Mrs. Hills may be going to Switzer-\nland, but that's place folks with hay\nAnd\nthe\nwife\nexpected\nMrs\nsen of that\nfever, said There's but edelweiss\nSpence to wear pan- that is, trousers\ninquired.\nIng mbling their\nthat\nand\ncrawling all the hills and that\nthe\n\"That's just what she did, and come to\nbe\nmakes it pretts bad for who are sick\ntion\nof\nthe way taking chances,\nabout\nthe\nde-\nDOOKS\nsay\nin\ndecaying\nThe\nand though didn't relish the Idea of coop-\nthe\ndo\nveloped\nwear\nbut\nmy\nthose\ning myself up all\nSarah\nthe\npants\nwith\nher\nwas bound to try to make Sarah think she\nalways\nmaking\nIt\non\nhead\nand\nharder\nwas\ncured.\nto\nget\nshe\nin\nbut\nthe\nrobably\nand\nheed to their\n\"I guess what said about that edel-\nthe\nof\nessed\nSar\nsix\nnext\nwas\nthe\nthat may in for may\na\nday when to talk about\nthe\nshe\nSarah got back her about\nmakes\nme\nblush\nmay\nto\nlook\nadd\nfew\nat\nthe advantages Greenla about It\nself.\nYou\nto\nmy\nbe\nto\nyears is the general agree-\nbeing\nmore\nto\nto\nplaces\nand\nDear\noh,\ndear,\nthat life is too long at bes\nshe\nsaid\none didn' go all sort talk\ndo\nfinally got so hot that It wasn' safe to\nfor\nthe\nme\ntell\nThe Missionary's Dilemma.\ntalk of foreign travel when those two were\ndidr\nlook\nlike\ntogether\nAM\nFrom\nthe\nNew\nYork\nPJ\never\nhad\nalong the first of June we start-\nthe\nme\nto\nA capital story has been told by Amer\ned. How did go Oh, that was easy\nchanging\nback\nto\nthe\nthings\nshe\nenough. fixed it up with the captain\nwore\non\ncan who has just in\nthe\nBut\nsaw\nwe\nwhaling steamer sailing from New Bed-\nfrom The difficulty of lear\nford that he'd and us while\nsore\nthroat\nas\nwas,\nmade\nher\ning the language of that country In-\nhe whale fishing for of\nkeep\non\nthe\nthere\nowing to the large num\nmonths, and then call for us in Sep\ntember\nbring\nus\nback.\nto see ner me, and I'd seen her al-\nber of words which, with slight inflection\nand\nof the voice, are used over and over again\n'So we packed up thing we could\nshould tell you how we to\nthink f-canned stuff and tea and flour.\nwith an different meaning The\nget\nSarah made me put in my beaver hat in\nta)\ntill\nand\nin\nmissionary in question was preaching to\ncase we should meet people, and\ngot\nthings\nshe put in her black silk dress. And we\nas\nsome and assuring that un-\nto\ntook along oil cooking stoves to cook\neat\nsafe\nless they they would go to place\nand\nwe\nand cook books to read. Then we bought\nen'\nof rather\nheap\nof\nn. house. It all came to pieces would\non\nthe\nhis\nori-\nof\nthe\nwe\ntravel easy and the sailors put\nVhy they\nbed\nout\ntogether for us to live in. The captain\nhis and refused repent,\nsun\ntold me we couldn't wear regular\n-\nthey\nbe\nthe\nlocal\npost\nclothes up there, but his wife,\nwas\nwo\nwhich\nbeen in with him and was just\nto\nas\nwe\nfrom\nSarah's size, agreed to lend her her\ngay\nong\nthe\ntin:\nwhich\nwas\nsud\nthings that weren't speck, and he\nwe\nIt\nthe\nches\nthe\nspid\narranged to have some made fit me.\nfell\nshort\nof\nIts\n\"When the day came for sailing the whole\ngoing\nand\nwas\nuntil\nfamily with down New Bed-\nthat\nthe\nbe\nford to see us off They said good bye and\nthe\nhad\nbee\ncome back well and strong. and we said\nthe dainty silken\ngood-bye and 'don't let the\nsir,\nof of the was donkey. which in the Ko\nwere our -eat green apples,\nan\nit appears, 18 synonymous\nand we started.\nwind\nus\nand\n\"You've taken sea trip Then there's\nno special use telling you of ours.\nice\nand\nfor\nbr\noff\njust\ncourse we were seasick some, but that\nAt Bacon Ridge.\nof\ndidn't last long and we enjoyed the trip\nwe\ntwo\nFrom\nbetter than thought we would. Only\nPuck\nto\nSarah was all the time curio us about those\nsir, an' that married\nher\nwas\nthe\nclothes or the wife she was going\nhave\nMrs.\nFresh\nwas\nme\nwith\none\neye\nto wear.\nthere\nwas\nuse\nkeeping\nan' flirting with Zcke Crossby's hired man\nsure they'll flt and be stylish?\"\ndid\nher.\nwith\nthe\nwhe\nasking\nthe\nnews\neasy\nshe\nwas\nas\nas\npos\nFarmer Do tell! swan, these\nHe told her that she and his wife were as\npost scandals are getting worse every\nE LADIES CLVB THEATER.\nTE\nOPERA HOUSE\nCHASE'S\nELEVATOR TO\nBALCONY.\nABSOL FIREPROOF.\nAFAYETTE AMUSEMENT CO., Prop'r.\nSTAIR\nPresident\nIRA LAMOTTE\nManager\nONDAY NIGHT AND ALL\nTHE WEEK-\nAmerica's Greatest Home Play\nautiful Comedy Drama\nRE\nDAILY MAT., 25c.\nEVENINGS, 25 & 50c.\nRES\nThe most varied, amusing and brilliant\nthe regular cheater\nAppearance for the first time polite vaudeville,\nAlf\nArtie\nthe Direction of\nThe Brilliant and Popular Racontour,\nHolt,\nS A. 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HACKETT\nNEW\nfantasy\nin\nfour\nnets,\nFlood Brothers,\nMotion Views of the\nN PRINCE \"\nHITS.\nPantomime Acrobats.\n\"Life of Marie Antoinette.\"\nReady Thursday at Box Office\nMarch\nWeek-Harry\nGilfeil,\nthe\nGreat\nThurston,\nLevey\nGeo.\nCohan)\nCOLUMBIA\nWASHINGTON'S :::\nLEADING THEATER,\nAL THEATER\nSEASON'S THE GREATEST DRAMATIC OFFERING.\nforeign stars of the first rank.\nK MATINEES\nMONDAY NIGHT AND WEEK. AND SATURDAY.\nMATINEES THURSDAY\nWED. AND SAT.\nMESSES. KLAW & BRLANGER PRESENT\nMatinees at Sharp:\nhe Great Cyclone.\nTHE EMINENT ENGLISH ACTOR,\nTRAORDINARY!\nNCELY PRODUCTION OF\nMr. Forbes Robertson\nARD\nMiss Gertrude Elliott\nAnd Their London Company From the Lyric Theater.\nE ORIGINAL COMPANY,\nMonday, Tuesday and\nHEADED BY\nWednesday Nights\nHAMLET\nONTGOMERY AND STONE\nand Saturday Matinee\nAND\nThursday, Friday and Saturday Nights, and Special Thursday Matinee, Rudyard\nPEOPLE--MOSTLY GIRLS\nKipling's Great Psychological Romanoe,\nNAL RUN OF ONE YEAR IN\nUOUSLY CROWDED HOUSES\nTHE LIGHT THAT FAILED\nSPECIAL\nOn\nMonday,\nTuesday\nand\nWednesday\nevenings,\nhandsome\nfull-\nOpera Season!\ncloth portraits Mr. \"The and Light Miss That Elliott Failed,\" and scenes containing from\nbound\nvolume\nof\nthe play, will be given to each lady attending the\n8--BARBER OF SEVILLE.\nCARMEN.\nNEXT ATTRACTION SEATS THURSDAY.\nLITAN OPERA COMPANY.\nCHARLES FROHMAN\nICH CONRIED.)\nTuesday, March 1.\nWILLIAM COLLIER\nOrders Now Received.\nRichard Harding Davis'\nComedy,\n\"\n\"SAPHO\" AGAIN NEXT FRIDAY\nTHE DICTATOR.\nBUY SEATS EARLY THIS TIME\nColumbia School of Dramatic Art,\nMatinees Dally, p.m., 10 and 20c.\nUnder the Direction of Robert Hickman,\nY AFTERNOON, FEB, 29\n12 Years Stage Manager for Charles Frohman.\nCLASSES ON THE COLUMBIA THEATER STAGE,\nApply ROBERT HICKMAN, 613 14th Street.\nFRIDAY, MARCH 4,\nMatinee and Evening,\nBy Special Request, Another Pro-\nduction of\nACADEMY\nSAPHO\nTHE PEOPLE'S\nSTARTING MONDAY,\nPOPULAR PLAYHOUSE\nMATINEES TUES. THURS. SAT.\nTHE FAVORITE'S RETURN\nEleventh Annual Tour of Jacob Litt's Incomparable Company in the Most Pop-\nular American Play Ever Written.\nelephone soat orders for \"Sapho\"\nafter Thursday night.\nNEXT ATTRACTION-\nIN OLD\nBigger\nBrighter\nBetter\nINISTER'S SON\nThan Ever\nAFTERNOONS AT 2:15. EVENINGS AT 8:15.\n-\nKENTUCKY\nKERNAN'S MATINEE DAILY\nTONIGHT\nQUEEN OP THE HIGHWAY.\nNEXT ATTRACTION\n...\nHER FIRST FALSE STEP.\nWeek Commencing Monday Mat., Feb. 29th\nNATIONAL\nTonight\nat\n8:15.\nLECTURES, TUESDAY, MAR.\nThe Show That Made\ntheater In Washington exclusive-\nADELINE\nBurlesque Famous.\nAmerican and foreign stars of the first rank.\nMiss\nRogers.\nTHE DURBAR OP THEM ALL,\nSoloist\nMrs. Wiggs\nAdmissions,\nTRANS-ATLANTIC\nof the Cabbage Patch.\nOF\nEXCURSIONS, ETC.\nNext Week.\nJorfolk & Washington\nBURLESQUERS\nThe Wizard of Oz.\nSteamboat Company.\nfrom\nfoot\n7th\nPRESENTING\nNews,\nThe Merry Musical Burlesque, entitled\nCOLUMBIA\nWashington's\nLeading Theater\n\"TWO HOT KNIGHTS\nFor\nLAST TIME TONIGHT. AT 8,\nMarch 7th-THE BON TONS.\nMr. RICHARD\nTorough\n10128\nmade\nMerchants\nEADINGS FROM SHERIDAN,\nMANSFIELD\nwhart\nMiss Mabel Forest Robison\nAND\nIN\nde28-tf\nMr. F.F. Mackay (of Y.),\nNEW WILLARD. FRIDAY. MARCH 4,\nOLD HEIDELBERG,\nArlington, Myer, Falls Church.\nsale\nSanders\nStayman's.\nPlay in Five Acts, by Wilhelm Meyer Forster.\nFROM AQUEDUCT BRIDGE HALF HOUBLY.\nLove, he time to her;\nLife, he dear to her;\nHealth, stay blose to her;\nJoy, draw near to her;\nFlortune, find what your gifts\nban do for her\nsearch your treasure- house\nThrough and through for her.\nFollow her steps\nThe wide world over;\nYou must! for here is\nThe faur- leaved blover?'\n⑉ To thrid the crashing hummocks for the silent\nNorthern Pole,\nAnd those solemn open waters, that beyond the ice-\nplains roll,- -\nCold and shining sea of ages ! like a silent fillet\nset\nOn the earth's eternal forehead for her bridal\ncoronet. \"\n# To thrid the crashing hummocks for the silent\nNorthern Pole,\nAnd those solemn open waters, that beyond the ice-\nplains roll,-\nCold and shining sea of ages ! like a silent fillet\nset\nOn the earth's eternal forehead for her bridal\ncoronet.\"\nThe aug 8, of\nhis Robt. Peany\nDear Madina If these lines filly\ndeserbe the archic aurona and their pub-\nCication, in any periodical of your chars-\nuig can materinery aid The cause in\nwhich your brave husband is engaged\nIshael be lum than repaid for the effect\nYour truey\nVelen S.rose\nDon't take The houbee to release ma if not\nacceptation,\nPEPPER AND SALT.\nWHEN.\n[Peary announces, according to a dispatch from Washington,\nthat he is going to make another trip of Polar exploration.]\nAre there extra good times coming,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nThe millennium be humming\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nWill all nations be a-turning\nTowards each other with love yearning,\nAnd their battleships be burning,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nWill no man a job be shirking\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nAll the Anarchists be working,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nWill a Wall Street tip be trusted,\nAnd the trusts be badly busted,\nWhile the financiers have dusted,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nWill all trials like Thaw's be ended,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nNo more banks have biz. suspended,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nBy that time will men be wiser,\nRuled no more by king or kaiser?\nWill content spring like a geyser,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nBut the most of all, I'm thinking,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole?\nAnd the wondrous tale we're drinking,\nWhen Peary's pinched the Pole,\nIs, when at last we spot it,\nWhat we will-as ropes they knot it-\nDo with It when we've got it,\nAnd Peary's pinched the Pole?\n-Baltimore American.\nIntended TELEPHONE 14 \"O To for 929 RO see wad oursel's CHELSEA some power as C ithers the see Reary giftie us. gi'e us\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n106-110 Seventh Ave. N. Y. City\nCABLE ADDRESS,\nNEW YORK\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper in World\nFrom\nPATRICK APR\nAddress\nHARRINBURG, PA\nDate\nEstablished: London, 1881; New York, 1884\nLE WALT\nThe Poet\nPhilosopher\nWALT MASON\nTHE TWO POLES\nHE Poles, which had been lost for ages, discovered are at last;\nbrave men toiled on by weary stages, through snow and howl-\ning blast, with frozen feet and cheeks they hurried, with froz-\nen hands and ears, and solved the problem which had worried\ny\nthe world a thousand years. And terrors dire came forth\nto greet them, and dangers thronged the way; and polar bears oft tried\n1\nto eat them, as horses eat their hay. The arctic night came down and\nS\nfound them intrepid in the gloom; and arctic phantoms shrieked\nin\naround them, and wailed of death and doom. Yet uncomplaining and\nundaunted did these explorers roam, until they found the poles they\nwanted, and shipped the. blamed things home. Thus victory comes to\nthe bidder who pays the price of toil; and Im ashamed when I consider\nhow I raise huge turmoil o'er little obstacles that face me when I my\nli\ntask pursue; I plainly see it must disgrace me to raise a howdydo. So\nafter this I'll be like Peary and Amundsen the bold, and struggle on,\nthough heart be weary, and both my feet are cold.\nCopyright, 1911, by George Matthew Adams.\nad News\nYOUR\nSTONER IS AGAIN\nELECTED PRESIDENT\nWEEK\nPennsy Y. M. C. A. Chooses\nOfficers and Board of\nDirectors\nA BIG MEMBERSHIP\n$10\nFor Your\nPick of\nPearys earys Vigie\nBy John J.Vose\nHe stood beneath the stars of arelic cight,\nHis gare turned toward Polaris' been lyter\nHigh in the arch of blue.\nWhen on his ear a far offecho noke;\nIn spectral tones the chilling worth wind spokes\nand The IT.\nfirst T second lines may rad if perfemed\nHe Tood breath the dome of arelic mylel,\nItis gase Turned torard the morthstans beckening light,\nour your Inal yoozen xuydom caluess mou fords\n\"By whom they glory giow!\"\n\"Proudly they glittening host advances,\"\n\"Gaily they erimson bauner dances,\"\n\"Boldly a thousand pleasing Cauces\nPoint up to Heaven,\"\n\"Who guides they legions through The trackless ispace\nWhether they gilded chariots leadly race!\"\n\"Ho gave the My command!\"\nPearys Vigie\nBy John I.Vose\nHe stood beneath the stars of arelic cight,\nHis gare turned toward Polario beenoing lyth\nHigh die the arch of blue.\nWhen on his ear a far offecho noke;\nIn spectrae tones the chilling work wind spokes\nand There the strange auroral vision broke\nUpon his riar,\n\"Jeee lue\" he cried \"weird phanton of The north\"\nOut from what frozen Kiydom camest thou forthe\n\"By whom they glory giow?\"\n\"Proudly they glettening host advances,\"\n\"Gaily they erinison bauner dances\"\n\"Boldly a thousand pleaning Cauces\nPoint up to Heaven,\"\n\"Who guides they legions through The trackless ispace\nWhether they gilded chariots luadly race!\"\n\"Ho gave the My command!\"\nNEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1907.-MAGAZINE SECTION.\n13\nuburban\nand\nCountryLife\nHow to Have Flowers After Frost\nBy Wilhelm Miller,\nand some of them look bad next to yellow.\nThere\nis\nmore\nsense\nthan\nEditor of the Garden Magazine.\nThere\nsome\nand\nsome\npoor\nseem\nis\nlong\ntedious\nBy\nall\nmeans\nvisit\ngood\ncollection\nto find out the name of wild aster\nT is commonly supposed that pompon\nand\nsee\nhow\nmuch\nthese\nhardy\npompons\ncomparing\nwith\nthat\nare the only flowers\nhave\nbeen\nThey\nare\nthe\nthe\nIn\ndespair\nwe can have after a killing\nflowers\nand\nperennial\nplants\nfrost has garden and land-\nasters\nthat\ncan\nresist\nseries\nof\nkilling\nknow\nthat\nthe\nkinds\nyou\nscape, but last November\nfrosts,\nthem\nwith\nsnow\nbuy\nare\nthe\nmost\npromising\nfor\ngarden\nmaking solid sheet\non their petals on Thanksgiving Day\neffect.\npink color in my lawn near Englewood.\nThe perennial asters that glorify\nour\nThe\nmost\nimportant\nspecies\nis\nEverybody saw was as\nroads\nhave\nnot\nbeen\ntaken\nYork\naster,\nnished\nand\ndelighted,\nall\nthe\nmore\nso\nously by American gardeners recent- fined to New or to the In-\nen were that all these flowers\nne from a dozen bulbs planted in Oc-\ner.\nhese wonderful flowers are autumn\noming\ncrocuses,\nand\nyou\nwill\nact\nkly you can them\nbughout and the better part\nNovember in our lawn or den\nonly or forty cents dozen.\nbest of the September bloomers is the\nVarieties of\nron (crocus sativus), so called from\nrich scarlet orange color of its promi-\n3Hardy Perennial\n& anthers These anthers have yielded\nelebrated dye from almost prehistoric\nAsters Bloom in\nes, and the for this\nOctober\nCrocuses are not Harmed by a Snow\non In France.\nhe best of the bloomers is the\nfall Now. Plant the Fall Blooming Species\nnge zoned crocus (crocus zonatus), a\nkish with a yellow belt Inside.\ner this has gone species have ven\nad to call the Thanksgiv crocus\nThis vegetables alone will fortnight usually enable earlier you to mate or anything of the sort that is avail-\nspring\nable.\nocus speciosus) will bloom for about\nthan\nand\nenjoy\nthe\ngarden\nee weeks in November\nfortnight\nlater\nin\nThe best plan to pursue with the hardier\nthe\nfall.\nflowers\nis\nThe most example of this\nwet\nthem\nthoroughly\nwith\nhe\nearlier\nthese\nbulbs\n(or\ncorms)\nare\never\nwitnessed\nspray from the hose at nightfall. This\nwas\nIn\nthe\nthe better. In fact, the middle\nautumn\nof\n1904,\nwhen\nthe\ngardens\nNew\nwill enable you to enjoy Japanese anem-\nof\nAugust is probably the Ideal time. How\nwer\nruined\nby\nones,\nphiox,\nChina\nasters\nand\ntorch\nlilies\npremature\nfrost\ner, did not plant last year\nabout\nthe\nmiddle\ntwo\nor\nlonger\nthan\nif\nof\nyou\nhad\nSeptember\nfirst By that time\nthis\nSix\nweeks\nCater\nhad\n8 saffron had the\nto\nto\nan\nold\nThere\nis\nway\nIn\nestate\nLong\nbags from the store.\nIsland,\nyou\ncan\nwhere\nwas\narge\nand\nimazed\nat\nBut planted them. and\nfinding\neverything\nalive\nand\nget\nthem\nfour\nand\nfive\ninches\nacross\nwith-\nou need not be afraid to plant these cro-\nNot\nthe\nout\nthe\nof\na greenhouse.\nThis\ndahMas\nad\nuses when they have made top growths\ntouched\nand\ngar-\ntha\nmust\nerect\ntent\nover\nden\nI an inch or two. It will only astonish\nlooked\ngood\nYet\nhem\nelse\ncover\nthis\n\"our family the more to see flowers a\nwas\nright\nIsland\nwith\nand\nflaps\nthat\nyou\nplanting.\nSound, and October winds the\nlet\ndown\nby\nnight\nIf\nyou\nave\nthem\nno\njoke.\nThe\nexplanation\nthat\nto\nyour\nhouse\ncan\nopen\nthe\ncel-\nnot try a dozén of these this fall?\nthe\nwhole\nestate\nwindows\nand\nheat\nfrom\nsurrounded\nThere thirty cents to and a\nby\na\nhelter\nbelt\nof\nevergreens\nmuch\ngreat deal of pleasure to be\nPrimarily,\nthis\nof\nway\nyou\ncan\nflowers\nas\ncourse.\ngained. that the are\nthe\nocean\nwas\nsponsfole,\nfor\nof\nor\nnearly\nso,\nand\nlarge\nbodies\nof\nsome by various but is\nwater\nthe\nbushes\nwill\nbe-\nslower\nwonderful how much cold the will\ngive\nup\nheat\nin\nautumn\ncause\nIn\nway\nThere\nand\nstand. They save themselves by closing at\nto\nup\nspring\nthan\nis\ngood\ndeal\nof\nwork\nto\non\nwindy\nand\nnight and in bad weather.\nsoi!\nBut\ncold\ndo\nmay\nbe\nsome\nbut\ndamage\nthan\nis\nFor\nit\nto\nbig\nHowers\nThe\nprettiest\nway\nto\ngrow\nthem\nis\nto\ninstance, April often kill the\nin your own yard at Thanksgi ing time.\nput them in the lawn. Just take dibble\nthat are just\nsharpened stick and make some holes\nabove the ground or else check them\nabout three inches deep. Cover the bulbs\nbadly.\nCoal Tar for Roads.\nwith earth, and there are. In the\nThe best kind of windbreak is one of\nOAL\ntar\nis\nsaid\nto\ngarden they last for\nment over orude oil for has\nin\nhedge is less ef.\nused in and.\nfor more than one season, because they\nin\ncan hardly compete with first class turf.\nSome\nVarieties\nof\nis\nand fastest growing, but sheds its leaves\nin\nNow the time to begin hardy\nin\nlayer\nthe\nof\nDecember\nthe\nIt\ncosts\nChrysandhemums Hardy Рошрой\nonly\n$10\nfor\none\nand\ncovers\nthe\nsurface\nthe\nroad\na\nhrysanthemums It is not safe to plant\nplants\ntwo\nand\nto\nthree\nskin\nwhich\nis\nair\nand\nwater\nthem in the fall in all parts of the coun-\ntight,\nnot\nonly\nholding\nin\nthe\nand\ndust\nin\ndry\ntry. but is desirable that you visit\nsize\n$90,\nand\nwhite\nspruce\nWill Bloom Until\nwhich\nweather, but preventing water soak\nnursery or private garden where there\nis\nprobably\nthe\nof\nall\nIng\nThis\ninto\nthe\nis\nis good of them, so that you\ndeal\nbut\nwhen\nor\nabout\ncan note the varieties you like best. This\nThanksgiving\nconsider\nrate\none\nyou\nthe\ncoal\nbill\nand\nthe\nthree square yards. Garden Maga\nhas now because you\nseason\nof\nhome\ngrown\nvegetables\nIt\nis\ncannot trust the catalogue as\ncheaper\nin\nthe\nlong\nrun\nto color and the time bloom is of great\nIt\ns rather\nlate\nto\nplant\nevergreens\nin\nADV MENTS.\nimportance. For example, the wealthy\ncallipe (a mauve flower). and Aster\nthe North the middle of September,\npeople at Lenox, Mass. may prefer the\ncar. (a violet\nunless\nthey\nhave\ngood\nball\nof\nblue\nearth\nSeptember blooming varieties, because that\npale\nwrapped\nin\nburlap\nand\nhave\nall\nthe\nfine\nis the there, whereas\nBelgit,\nvar.\nE.\nG.\nfeeding\nroots\npreserved.\ntrees\nyou may want flowers in November after\nLowe,\nought\nto\nbe\nvery\ninteresting\nand\ncan\nbe\nplanted\nany\ntime\nafter\nall the shed their leaves.\nYou can Have Fall Blooming Crocuses in Your Lawn From\nWhen Frost Comes.\nthe fall of the Newly planted privet\nThe Small Buttons.\nThe\nSeptember Through November.\nalways\ntoo\ndies back during\nAgain, you will want some of thhe \"but-\nfor\nthe\nNothing\nis\nmore\ntrying\nthe but quickly.\ntons,\" or half-inch flowers, and some of\nto\nwhe\nto\nwo\nin\nwhich\nyou\nfrost\ngarden\nan\nsave\npart\nof\nthe\nthe improved kinds with flowers an inch\nlay\nwast\nand\nfrom\nthe\nand\nor two and there is fine\nthen\nwatch\nlong\nof\ngolden\nfrosts.\nyear\nthere\nare\nfor some of these\nly, but they are great favorites in England, credible as It man seem, there are thirty\nThe\nlatest\nof\nall\nis\nAster\nin\nflowers\nmight\nas\nwell\nbe\nfrosts\nwo\nor\nthree\nweeks\nbefore\nthe\nkill-\nwhere\nthey\nare\ncalled\nMichaelmas\ndaisies.\nsix\nor\nthis\nlarge bushes are not so graceful\nspecies\nfiv\nwhich\nbegins\nand\nblooming\nas\ning\nfrost\nis\ndue\nnow\nthe\nfashion\nto\n'rom\nEng-\nof\nwhich\nor\nhardy\nothers\nugust,\nthe\nthirty\nin\nSep-\nweather\npenmitting,\ninto\nDecember\nBut\nYou\nwould\nas\nthink\ndt\ngreat\nHowever,\nthese\nlight\nland\nfrosts\noften\nhurt\nspecies\nthat\nbe\nour\nand\none\nin\nOctober\nMoreover, the chryeanth mum has sev\nfear It is not very hardy its home\nould\nIf\nyou\nwoods\ncould\nthe plants, such cannas, scar\nown\nPractically\nthe\nenjoy\nfresh\nall\nperennial\nThe\ncolors\nrange\nfrom\nviolet\nthrough\nin\nthe\nwild\nis\neral objectionable colors. In the lavender\nfrom\nVirginia\noffered\nto\nFlorida,\neast\nsix\nweeks\nlonger\nasters\nnow\nby\nAmer\nviolet\nthan your\nlet\nsage\nhelio-\nnursery-\npink amaranth series of colors there are\nrosy\nIllac,\nof\nthe\ndo\ntrope\nand\ngeraniums.\nAll\nto\nmen\nwere\noriginally\nimported.\nknow\none\nlavender and blush to and the cata-\nmany varieties that are too much alike,\nThere are ten October asters\nyou\nprote\nted\nfrom\ncold\nare\nbest\non\ncatalogue that lists ninety five kinds.\nlogues even claim pink and blue.\nOf these the largest two are Aster laevis\nwinds by high fence, hedge or windbreak\nfrosty\nwith\nboxes,\nblankets,\nand\ndon't\ntry\nthe\nexperiment\nun-\nthing.\nNobody\nPLANT Your PEONIES IN September\nknows\nfor\na\nneed\nto\nfind\nwas\nof\nhat\nmoney\nplenty\nis\nto\nburn\nthe\nand\ntry\nto\nat\nbut\nbe\nthe\nand\ngeneral\nwater\nIn\nwords\nwant\nthe\nplants\nby\na\nwell\nare\nby\nfeeding\nand\nRoduce Your\nclass\nresults\nbig\nblack\nbe\nfound\nFat Like Above\nsticky\nthe\nbut\nashes\nor\nBut\nIt\nbe\nleast\nto\nplant\nso\nwe\nnot\nworry\nTRIAL BOX FREE.\nto\na\ndepth\nof\ntwo\npossible\nThe\nis\nto\nas\nstable\nmanure\nmixed\nNo\ndieting\nexercise\nas\nexertion\nis\nsandy\nhot\nwill\ncome\nand\nchew\nPut\nMy\nthe\nfeet\nthe\nof\nyour\nmost\ndoes\nthe\napart\nand\nthe\ntop\nthe\ncrown\ntwo\nto\nwhite\nthe\nam\nafraid\nthe\nonly\nYou\nto\nhim\nthe\nfirst\nday\nyou\ntry\nthis\nwonderful\ngood watering and them alone\nfill.\nMake\nup\nfor\nthe\nN\nyou\nin\nyear\nby\nhaving\nSimply\nfill\nn your\nname\nand\naddress\nregion\ntall\nInes and to\nzero\nduring\nthe\nof\nHogg Block Bat-\n!ayer\nhick\nThe\nof\nthree\nbloom\nfully\ntle\nCreek\ntwo\nkeep\nsix\nyou\nof\nvarie\npackage\nby\nreturn\nmall,\nall\nthe\n8011\nto\nthe\nsafe\nthe\ncharges\nprepaid.\nthe\nties.\nfirst\nThe\nno\nopen\nabout\nmore\nmiddle of May. but the great month of\nan\noak\nPeonles\nnot\nthe\nplants\nto\nbuy\nin\nan\non\ninto\nAll\nthe\ngarden\nThe\nfact\nbest\nand\nis,\nthe\nlargest\nflowers\ncome\nthen\nThe\nfor\nthan\nthe\nrate\nof\nthe\nare\nnot\nnearly\nso\nnumer\nand\nea\nous\nas\nthe\nones\nare\nplanting\npeonies\nby\nthe\ncre no\nto\nWho\ncan\nAnd\nno\nwonder\nwant\nthis\nThe\nfact\nis\nthat\nthe\nnames\nof\nFor Horses, Cattle, Dogs, Birds\nmore\nand\nare\nthat\nrose\nfor\nthey\none\nthat\nthe\nfoot\none\nmeans\nthe\nELLIMAN'S\nMODERN DOUBLE CHINE SE\nthough\nmay\nthe\nthing.\nmuddle\nso\ngreat\nthat\nPEONIES\nof\nthat\nthe\nPeony\nCornell\nThey\nUniversity\ntogether\nto\nbring\nbloom\nat\nalmost\nthe\nthe\nplants\nof\nand\na sta\ndo\nnot\nneed\neach\nin\nmade\nthe\nMISCELLA NEOUS ERTISEMENTS.\ninduced\nto\ngive\nthe\nlargest\nversity\nOf\nthis\none\nall\nand.\nfurther,\nthey\nare\nnot\nare\nthat\nthe\nor\ndo\nnot\nEACH\nBAD BLOOD\nthe\nof\neter\nto\nbe\nrid\nis\nFestiva\nmaxima\nflowering\nin\nof\nTHE\nOID\nFASHOTED\nRED\nand\ndisease.\nJune.\nPEONY\nmight\nalso\nthat\nthe\nblooms\nlast\nLeonora Bramwell standard type in\nEMBROCATION\nlonger,\nboth\nthe\nwhen\nand\nsilvery rose, double For the best of\nCascarets\nas\nDurely\nsubjects\nin\nfront\npurplish\nred\nget\nGloire\nface,\nwas\nnot\nit\noccupies\nwith\nof\nshrubbery\nin\nlarger\ngardens\nthe\npeonies\nDoual and in yellowish Solfa-\nElliman's Royal Embrocation.\nhave\nspace\nminimum\nlabor.\nfancy\nmeans\nfor\nall\nour\ntheir\nown\nway\nwhen\ncompared\nterre. If you want the early\nOwing\nits\nantiseptic\nproperties\nsay\nthat\nare\njust\ngardens\nwen\nthink\nthat\nwith\nthe\nkinds\nyou\nwill\nbe\nin\nany\ncan\nbe\nused\nwith\nin\nthe\nInd.\nthat\napples\nAfter\nflowering\nthe\nmasses\nthe including the\nClarence\nGriffin,\nSheridan.\ncan\nbe\ngrown!\nOne\nout\nclump\nof\nrich\nare\ndouble\nred.\nthe\nskin\none\npart\nElli-\nyou\nnot\nhave\ntouch\nthe\nseason,\nalba\nAmong\n=\nBest For\nagain\nfor\nways scraggy usually covered with\nthe latest to Richardson rubra\nAS\nAN\nEMOLLIENT\nwhen\nhand-\ncertainly\nfiverears.\ncts or\nsuperba\nis\nthe\nbest\nknown.\nThese\nrubbing or massage is necessary to\nyou\nwould\nbest\nplants\nextremities.\nascarets The Bowels\nAN ANEMONE FLOWERED PEONY\nFinally\nthe\npushing\nof\nthe\nyoung\nnames\nonly\ngiven\nguides\nto\nthe\nthe\nvery\nbest\nand\nthe\nvery\ngreat\nfat growths in spring welcome\nbuyer,\nthere\nmany\nhundreds\nof.\nAS A MILD\nest\nprofusion\nis\nbefor\nto\nthe\nplants\nsight, seemingly to be the very embodiment\nfered.\nThis\nfall\nyou\nwill\nhave\nto\nget\nBy Archibald Hendricks.\ndanger\ndying,\nor\nat\nleast\nthem\ninto\nand\nbe\ndispersed,\nand\nthe\ntreatment\nof\n80\nthat\ngive\nfew\neight\nor\nof nature expression of awakening at the\nnurseryman your\nears\nCANDY CATHARTIC\nhan\nwarmer weather\nown selection Next June\nHERE can be no question that\nnext\nMay\nand\nJune.\nIt\nPlants\nlonger\nor\neight\npeony is the permanent and\nthat\nmen\nwill\ntell\nare\nlikely\nout\nthe\ncentre,\nIn all these virtues of the\nAS COUNTER IRRITANT\nyou ought to good\nwhen\nWHILE\nisfactory\nhardy\nflower\nSeptember\nis\nhollow\nringof\nearth\nwould not be blinded faults\nAll the varietfes here are her\nblistering\nas\nWORK\nYOU\nin the treatment of chronic inflamma\na\nbed\nis\non\nIt\nhas\nbut\nthey\nare\nof\nno\nthat\nis,\ndie\ndown\nto\nthat\ntime\nplant\nis\nwhen\nthe\nPeony\nSo-\nslop\nto\nfull\nSometimes\nthe\nstems\nthe\nground\nfall,\nbut\nthe\nlive\ntion, thickened ligaments, old standing\nthe\nlast\ntwo\nweeks\nof\nSeptember\nPeonies\nbody\nmade\nmost\nexpert\nements, growths. The ac\nup\nthe\nTaste\nand\ning\nland.\nrot\noff\njust\nas\nthey\nappear\nabove\nground,\nand send up fresh growths each spring\nPleasant,\nPalatable\nPotent,\nmay\nbe\nplanted\nwith\nperfect\nsuccess\nof\nthe\npeony,\nhas\ngone\non\nrecord\ntion\n511\na counter\ngrow\nin\ngarden\nand\nthe\nflower\nbuds\nblacken\nThere\nare\nsome\nother\npeonies\nthat\nare\nCCO.\nas\nNovember,\nwhen\nof\nplanting\nin\nSeptember.\nBu\nany\nand\n19\nbe-\nsoll\naverage\nand\nis greatly increased by previously fo\nof\nthat\nis\nnot\nover-\nshr\nup\ninstead\ndeveloping\ninto\nshrubby\ninstead\nof\nand\nthey\nthe\nroots\nhave\nbeen\ndug\nup\nearlier\nthe\nmenting the part ith hot water.\ndeavy\nsoil\nglorbus\nblooms,\nIt\npossible,\njust\nbefore\nthe\nmidseason\nher-\nCo.\nN.Y.\n600\nis\nwet.\nBecause\nit\n1133\nindeed\nflower\nSterling\nin\nsand\nfor\nthe\nbut\nyear\nSold\nand\nby\nsaddlers.\nplant\nsome\npeople\nhave\nad\nan\nidea\nthat\nthe\nable,\nthat\nthese\ntwo\ntroubles\nare\nbut\ndif-\nbaceous\nkinds,\nbut\nafter\nthe\nearly\nor\nof-\ngarden\nElliman,\nSons\n&\nSlough,\nEngland\nANNUAL SALE, TEN MILLION BOXES\nsafer to If the work of set-\nis\nno\not\nhardy\nting out the peony bed be delayed there is\nwill\nyield\nso\ngreat\nreturn\nfor\nthe\npeony\nwill\ngrow\nin\nswamp,\nbut\ntake\nmy\nfereit\nexpressions\nof\none\nand\na\nthe\nsame\nficinalis\ntype.\n16\nNEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, SETEMBER 8, 1907.-MAGAZINE SECTION.\nBETH and MARJORIE and FAIRY MOTHS\nHAT is this funny brown thing,\nNurse?\" asked Marjorie.\nBx Anna Glen\nStoddard\n\"I\nbegan with the Queen's horrid, ugly step-\nwas very gracious to Beth and Marjorie\nfound it hanging on bush.\"\nmother, who makes trouble for all the\nand paid them a compliment.\nfairies. She's always thinking up spells\n\"That is cocoon, said\nA whole bevy of fairies were fluttering\nand casting them on us for nothing at all.\nYou have unusually sharp eyes,\" she\nNurse. \"You know, butterflies and moths\nabout the The yellow seated\nOne day the Queen stepped on her toe,\nsaid, \"although it's quite amusing that\ncome\nout\nof\nthem.\"\nquite and she was so furious\nmost people can't tell us from moths.\"\nherself on Beth's thimble. which had been\n\"Is there butterfly inside this?\" Mar-\nleft the nursery table. \"We need more\nthat she turned us into moths on ac-\nFairies are inquisitive little creatures,\njorie's eyes grew big and she held the\nchairs,\nshe\nsaid.\ncount of it. We are fairies-\nand after nook and corner\nn-waiting. The worst thing about it is\nof the nursery they flew into the chil-\ncocoon to her ear, as if it were a watch.\n'Would do?' asked Marjorie.\nBeth and present\nthe Here she her voice\ndren's\nbedroom.\nBut the cocoon did not tick.\nly the fairy party vere daintily\nas had done. \"It is the spell of\nThe street lamp shone brightly into this\n\"How did it get in, Nurse?\"\nsipping\ndew\nthe lights. All moths obey You can't\nroom, as have told you, and the window\nMarjorie sat beside them, cups, eating Beth choco and\nand\nkeep from lights, and if you fall in\nwas open. Alas and alack! Before Beth\n\"It was wurrem when it got in.\"\nlate was y lovely party.\nyou are burned up or your wings are\nand Marjorie knew what had happened\nNurse's ideas of natural history were\n\"This is very nice of you, Beth and\nsinged so any\ntheir beautiful little friends flocked out\nvague.\nMarjorie,\nsaid\nPrimrose and this is bell, fairy. and this am\nthe\nyellow\nHere all the fairies wrung their little\nhands and Beth and Marjorie thought\nof the window and circled about the dan-\nTwelve-year-old Beth was studying her\nlessons under the trees where Nurse and\nis wing' Flutter-fly and of and Filmy\nhow many times they had seen moths\ngerous lamp. The spefl of the light\n-and\nlots\nothers.\ncircling about street lamps and even their\nthem close to its hot flame, and they flut-\nMarjorie were sitting.\nown\nnursery\ncandle.\ntered about the globe.\n\"Fairies, went on Primrose, some-\ntimes teeny bit cross when they\n\"Poor little fairies,\" said Marjorie\nBeth and Marjorie ran down stairs and\n\"Caterpillars spin these cocoons,\nMargy,\" she said. \"They tuck themselves\nhungry, but now I'm quite willing\n\"Can't the spell be broken\nout\ninto\nthe\nstreet.\nyou all about the spell You see that\n\"It if any one knew the charmed\n'Oh, dear fairies, come away, please\nup warm and snug and hang on twig\nlarge\ncocoon,\nthe\nonly\none\nwords,\nsaid\ndo. wept Beth. Please, please come\na long, long time. When they come out\ncome out Marjorie showed hasn'\nthat\n\"Time to call the Queen,\" said Flutter-\naway\nfrom\nlamp!\nthey are lovely moths and butterflies in-\nto Nurse in the garden was still unopened.\nfly.\nPoor little fairies! They knew they\nstead of horrid old caterpillars. Don't\n\"The that, said Primrose.\nwon't try to describe the Queen. She\nwould fall into the but they\nyou think it would be fun to collect all\n\"She sleep late we\nthat to\ncould not get away The spell the\nthe cocoons we can find and hang them\nwakened her She's sweet.\nimagine her. But will tell you that she\nQueen's had cast upon them\nas you will see, and has the best taste in\nwore star in her hair and had\nkept them hovering about its terrible\nup in the nursery so we can watch them\nwings of anybody in Fairyland It\nbrightness.\ning green wings with rainbow spots. She\nThe ran round and round the\ncome out\nlight, still begging the fairies to come\nMarjorie clapped her hands.\n\"Let's begin now!\" she cried.\nMarjorie heard little wee voice calling\nBeth brought a box lid, and they\nher name. She could not see thing.\nThen the little voice said, am sitting\nsearched diligently. By teatime they\non the toe of your slipper, Marjorie. Lift\nhad found four. Next day Marjorie found\nme up on your shoulder so needn't speak\nanother in the grapevine and Beth se-\nMarjorie looked at her toe. An ant sat\ncured two on her way from school. They\nCan You Guess\nand she lifted him to her shoulder\ncut some small branches from the bushes\nas\nhe\ndirected.\nand hung the cocoons upon them in the\nThe Names of\n\"You are a good girl, Marjorie.\" he\nnursery. In few days they had quite a\nnever step ant hills. You\ncollection. Some large, fat, brown\nGuess the name of the ice that are frightened by cats,\nunderstand, as few children do, that ant\nhills are our houses and time\nsome silvery and some so small that\nThe ice that tastes good in a cake,\nare\nproperty is destroyed and our families\nthey were sure the baby caterpillars\nare smashed. Only yesterday you care-\nmust have spun them. The biggest of all\nThe ice that you pay for the goods that you buy,\nfully stepped over block of flat-houses\nand the silkiest was the one Marjorie\nowned by me. If you had destroyed\nshowed to Nurse the first day in the gar-\nPresently\nthe\nFairy\nParty\nThe ice that we don't like to take.\nthem should have been ruined finan-\ncially. am grateful. Some time ago\nden. She and Beth watched them with\nWere Seated. 28\nwas in Fairyland on business and the\ngreat interest.\nQueen's stepmother in a moment of good\nThe ice, thick or thin, that IS cut from loaf,\nhumor told me the charm which undoes\nWhen the cocoons had been hanging in\ntered my fingers tearing a hole in the old\nthe moth spell. Say it over after me.\nthe nursery about two weeks Marjorie\nthing.\nThe ice that's a brief pace of time,\nMarjorie and then she danced\nwas awakened in the night by fluttering\nou beautifullest little pet,\" whispered\nout under the lamp, crying:-\nBeth.\nThe is never repeated but once\nsound. She lay still in her little bed listen-\n\"Glittery, glimmery,\nThe fairy pulled herself through the\nIng, watching the jagged leaf shadows\nThe icelthat warn clime.\nFlickery, shimmery,\nhole with her wings folded flat on her\nFly down from the lamp!\"\ndancing on the wall. There was a gas\nback. They yellow and she\nAnd the fairies flew down, every one.\nlamp in the street which filled the chil-\nopened and shut them several times.\n\"Gracious she said, \"how cramps\nThey were so frightened for few min-\ndren's room with faint radiance. The\nyour wings to be folded up long! Mine\nThe ice that's an-emblem and also a scheme,\nutes that they on the grass and\nnursery opened into the bedroom and the\nare positively stiff.\" She was brunette,\ngasped. Beth and Marjorie picked them\nand wore yellow gauze. \"Did you sleep\nsound of faint fluttering came from it.\nwell?\" she asked the fairy on the window\nTree Top Directory\nThe ice that are shaken and thrown,\nup and set them on dandelions. The dear\nlittle ones were so grateful and happy to\nMarjorie knew quite well what it was.\npane.\nThe ice that's exact, that is fine and refined\nbe free from the spell that they gave the\nchildren butterfly kisses, invited them to\nOne of the moths had come out.\n'Yes, indeed.\" said the white fairy.\nBeth was still asleep.\nabout bright flower beds and\n(CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK.)\nThe ice that is best left alone.\nall their parties and promised to serve\nglow worms and moonlight nights But\nis for the Falcon bold,\nthem they wished. And they\n\"Wake up, Beth,\" called, softly; \"I\nshe lowered her voice- 'once had the\nF.G.\ndecided not to go back to Fairyland,\nthink one of our moths is out.'\nnightmare. It was about great shining\nA trained hunter he,\nwhere the lived.\nthing couldn't keep away from. knew\nat all, but to start new Fairyland in\nBeth rubbed her sleepy eyes, fumbled\nWho rode with lords and ladies\nBeth's and Marjorie's garden.\nought not go near it, but something\nabout for her slippers, and then two little\nmade me flutter about it. nearer and\nIn chase across the lea.\nwhite figures stole into the nursery\nJust as was about fall into\nOne or more letters blaced in front of the word ice\nAnswers to Last Week's Flower\nIt was moonlight, and they could see\nthe terrible of woke\nThe yellow fairy her face with\nis for the graceful gull,\nmakerleach of the words described. The answers\nPuzzle.\ndistinctly that a white moth was flut-\nher\ntiny\nhands.\ntering helplessly against the window\n\"Don't speak of it, my dear.\" she said.\nFar gliding o'er the sea,\nwill be published next Sunday.\nThe answers to last week's flower puz-\nzles are follows yflower, fox\npane.\n\"The very mention of it makes me giddy.\nHer cradle is the rocking wave,\nglove, snowdrop, larkspur, for-\nIsn't it sweet little one?\" said Mar-\nthe\nspell.of\nmonk's\nspell?\" said Marjorie aloud.\nAs gentle as can be.\nharebell, lily, marigold, the-pulpit.\njorie, tiptoeing to the window. \"It has\nBoth fairies looked up nd\ndusty miller wings, all powdery. Oh,\n\"Was that thunder asked the white\nfairy\nis for the Humming Bird,\nBeth!\" she cried. sharply\nreally do believe,\" cried the yellow\nBeth, who had been looking curiously\nHe's rich in jewels rare;\nfairy, \"that these are actually creatures.\nat the other cocoons. came to the win-\nthought they were a range of moun-\nHis glowing ruby collar\ndow. She saw at once why Marjorie had\ntains! makes you 60 enormous?\nasked\nBeth,\nYou'll often see him wear.\nHint From Uncle Dick\ncried\nshe\nout.\nI'm sure can't Beth apologized.\nThe little powdery, white winged crea-\ncan' it, you know.\nI is for the Ibis red,\nture was no moth, but fairy, so tiny\n'Nobody has any business to be thou-\n(COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY THE NEW YORK HERALD CO.)\nTWISTED\nand fragile that you could have crushed\nsands of miles long and of miles\nA-wading in the Nile.\nAll Rights Reserved.\nher between your thumb and finger. She\nwide,\" went on the fairy, pettishly. \"It\nwas not more than an inch high. She\nmakes\nme\nShe's always basking in the light\nRUBBER BAND\nwore filmy gauze robe and had golden\nPlease tell us about the spell,\" begged\nof Sphinx's stony smile.\nhair little face. Marjorie\nMarjorie.\nand Beth were breathless, but the fairy\nhad nothing to eat yet,\" said the\ndid not seem to see them. They were\nfairy, \"and my rule is No history before\nfor the wicked Jay,\ntoo big to be seen, suppose. You know\nbreakfast.\nyourself that you could not see the whole\n\"What would you like?\" said Marjorie,\nA hobo bird is he\nWOOD\nState of New York at glance!\n\"A new fallen dewdrop in a lily of the\nWho feasts on eggs and stolen nuts\nA sound caused the children to turn\nvalley cup is my favorite breakfast,\" she\nFrom nest and hollow tree.\nche\nSaucy\nSheep\nRUBBER ND MOTORBOAT\nM.A.Gion\nH\nERE Dick which is suggestion from Uncle knife to the shape shown in the illustra- water. Then let go, and that boat will\nis\nmuch\nsimpler\nthan\ntion, Then take rubber band, and, plac-\nsimply\neat\nhis\nup\nspace\nwhile\nthe\nideas\nrubber\nusually\nare\nand\nwhich\nany\ning\nlittle\npiece\nof\nwood\nin\nthe\nmiddle\nband\nunwraps.\nboy\nor\ngirl\ncan\ncarry\nout\nwithout an\nof\nthe\nband,\nslip\nthe\ntwo\nends\nover\nthe\ngreat\namount\nOf course, when the rubber band has\nof\nfact, all that is necessary is small flat In band up as much as possible. It is nec- out come and the boat the stops, piece so it is wood necessary falls\nmaterial\nor\nlabor.\nends of wood. Then twist the rubber\nunwound\nure,\npiece which of wood. such as you see in the\nessary to hold the piece of wood fast to put on power again by winding the\nshould be cut out with a pen- until you have placed the boat in the band up in the same position as at first.\nTommy's Dream: Prize Story in Young Contributors' Contest.\nlarge stone by the side of the road and\nwhich have been received are from\nEvery week prize will be given for\nthe best contribution sent by a boy\nthen be knew that he was on the Moon,\nGwenoline Claubault, Lucile Milten-\ngirl. The contribution may be\nfor he saw the people on the earth looking\nberger, Margaret M. Carroll, Clair\nat him. Now Tommy didn't cry as many\no Donohue, Marguerite Henry, Thirza\nan essay or\nE\nIf an is sent it may any Dem.\nother children would, but he looked\nA. Wilson, Virginia Watson, Frances\naround and started to walk to place that\nBowne, Winifred Warren, Helen\nteresting subject, but should not\nlonger than three words. The\nhe saw further down the road. He\nW Louise Worthington, Dor\nslowly until he saw cart down\nthy Smallen Mary C. Van Schaick,\nprize will be box of Little Nemo writ\nbehind him, so he got behind tree and\nLisk,\ning paper. Address Young Contribu-\nwaited Soon the cart\nMary Majain, May Eife and Marion\n1 MAKE THE SHEEP.\ntors' HERALD. Contest, NEW YORK SUNDAY\nhim and he saw that the was like\ndog. with ears like an elephant, and\nSome of the young poets of the week,\nCut out the sheep and fold down all the dotted tabs. Fold upward the two half circles marked by X. Paste eacheg to its\nthat the horse was like man\nwhose are interesting,\nreverse, which is joined to it, and do the same to the tail. Connect the two sides of the sheep by means of the tab A. Fld down\nBy Wiliam Seully.\nThe driver saw Tom and said\nElizabeth Fatzinger, Dora Glass, Helen\nNo. 70 East 123d Street.\nlike this:- cad fre bartz? Ju fes,'\nBratter Maude Harris, Edna Rub-\nboth sides of the sheep from the long narrow back section as in the small model. Fold downward each of the three lins which\nand, hopping off the wagon, he got\nAline de Kernay W. Chew,\ncross the back section. Paste the tabs B along the lines of the neck. Paste the semi-circles X to the horns, and paste th tabs C\nOMMY sat in the big armehair watch\nwhich\nand\ntied\nFrances Casey Florence\ndown the lines of the face. Paste the nose together by the edges. Cut off the letters X, X. Fold over the piece marked b D and\ning the fire, for it was after bed time,\nThis done, he shoved\nViola Clothilde Kettell and Her-\nand Tommy felt little sleepy, when\nhim the cart and started\nbert\nJohn\nZeiller\npaste to the other side of the sheep by E. Paste F where it naturally falls. Cut away the letter D. Fold over the chet piece\nall at once the fire vanished and beauti-\nsooner bad he that when Tom fell\nIn with the poems the editor\nand paste to the other side of the sheep by H. Spread the legs slightly apart and the sheep will stind firmly.\nful young lady stood in its place.\nthrough the and lay on\nthe Children's Page wants to remind\nthe\nground.\nThis\nthe\nmad\nthe children all the verses must be\nwas nine\nbeat\nTom\nand\nblue\nuntil\noriginal- means that the verses must\nhe this fair lady\nbefore\nhim\nhe\nknew\nhowl that made him fright\ncomposed by the contributor.\nthat\nit\nwas\nand he jumped on his wagon and\nThey must not be copied from books or\nmother. She spoke to\naway.\nTommy\nany sort Several of the\nyour birthday\nmamma\nOh,\nhay made the of think-\nabout. violen One and of presently the cocoons tiny trembling hole ap- replied. honey when \"although honeysue am kles fond of drop shadow and patches of moonlight, boked handful of lilies in ca any more fairies you wish, and\nat the age nine\ndog\nhas\ngot\nwas right send in a poem\nare\npeared\nin\nin\nséason.\"\nstrangely\nunfamiliar.\nShe\ncame\nand\nwanted\nwill whatever may\nonce\nfelt\nsome\ntouch\nhis\nhell had\nbeen\nwas\neir\ncopied.\nthe\nand\nthe\ndarlingest\nBe\nsure\nthe\nbreakf:\nShe\ncome\ntrue.\nSo\nmoon\nnow\nshining\nmake\nfairy\nstuck\nher\nhead\non\nafraid\nbut\nshe\nout.\nShe nodded\nwent\nstraight\nto\nalso\nstopped\nin\nthe\npary\non\nin\nthe\nway\nbe\neareful,\npapa\nand\nThere are not so many drawings sent\nyou\npick\nsaid\nthe\nup\nas\nfairy.\nbed.\nin as other Some of those\na\nfriendly\nShe\nmanner\nto\nwas\nsurprise\nto\nfind\nall\nthe\nlily\ntwo\nown\nwindow pane said locked the door dow and the back out stairs, into\nthe\none\non\nthe\nstole\nnd\nhe\ntold\nwho have sent in drawings this week\nMay Ralph Paul Sperry. Mabel\nCOCOOL dreadfully tough have blis garden which. with its black masse\nZapke, Emma Anshushi\nesting\nstories\nand\nCaroline\nCahn.\nTELEPHONE 3923 MADISON Peary SQ.\nIntended for\n6/2\n\"O wad some power the giftie gi'e us\nTo see oursel's as ithers see us.'\nHENRY ROMEIKE, Inc.\n110-112 West 26th St., N. Y. City.\nNEW YORK\nCABLE ADDRESS,\n\"ROMEIKE\" NEW YORK\nThe First Established and Most Complete\nNewspaper Clipping Bureau in the World\nPUCK.\nFrom\nAddress\nNEW york City.\nMAR 8 - 1911\nDate\nPERENNIAL.\nREAD a story years ago\nIn Ayer's Almanac,\nIt was a funny one, and so\nI've sort of kept its track;\nI've heard it told and then retold\nBy many different folk;\nI never told them it was old,\nBut laughed to hear the joke.\nI 've seen it credited \" Exchange\"\nIn columns of the press,\nI 've heard it sprung as new and stran\nBy speakers, more or less;\nI 've read it in the magazines,\nAnd on the vaudeville stage\nThe histrions and actorines\nHave made it quite the rage.\nIt's credited to Chan Depew,\nAnd Beveridge and Taft,\n?\nTo Dr. Cook and Teddy, too,\nAnd others, by the raft;\nAnd if I live-I hope for this-\nA hundred years, I'll meet\nThis story's apotheosis\nIn some staid English sheet !\nBerton Braley.\nded no mention\nphe had occurre\nmg that instant in\nHomer C2\nBALL.\nthe dark,\nheld a spark,\nthe rest seemed to vanish;\nFame,\nframe\nrably Spanish.\nsight.\nhat night !\nreamy, love-laden !\nTHE might be\nme,\nof the maiden.\nned !\nel hand\nvisions wrote \"Finis\"\n100 proud,\nwd,\nDID SHE?\nPores Maginnis!\nLADY.-Why should I buy an egg-beater ?\nWalter G. Doty.\nPEDDLER.-Well, the lady next door tho\nyou might return hers if you did!\nI WANT TO GO\nSAILING WITH PEARY\nBY Martin Green.\nThey may talk of the job that the President holds,\nOf the snaps in the old City Hall.\nThey may tell of the salary Paul Morton gets,\nBut It don't interest me at all.\nThere's a berth that I'd take in a minuto, h'gee!\nAnd not feel a little bit scary;\nIt's the one only job in the wide world for me\nI want to go sailing with Peary.\nIL\nI want to go up and go up and go up\nWhere the icebergs are formed overnight,\nWhere the plaintive complaint of the young walrus pup\nIs frapped ere it's out of his sight.\nIn a negligee shirt and a soft straw chapeau,\nAnd other apparel quite airy,\nI'd like to take exercise shovelling snow\nI want to go sailing, with Peary.\nIII.\nI'd give seven dollars to climb the North Pole\nIn a suit of translucent pajamas;\nI sigh for an icicle dropped down my buck\nAs big as a bunch of bananas.\nOn a little red sled, drawn by reindeer or dogs,\nOr anything not ordinary,\nI'd like to ride 4,386,729,851 miles\nI want to go sailing with Peary.\nIV.\nI'd like to stand out on the crest of a mount,\nWith the mercury 80 below,\nTill my ears froze so stiff that they'd be no account\nSave to drop and make holes in the snow.\nOh, give me a glimpse of the Labrador coast,\nWhere the wind is robust and contrary,\nWhere they think any point above zero a roast\n1 want to go sailing with Peary.\nTOLICEMAN\nTHE MARKS OF\nMATRON\nHIS HANDS\nON MY\nTHROAT.\naw passed it would be still more diffi-\nclass consists of the man who, having\ncult to make out a clear case in most\nno means of suport, or none that is\nInstances, as the necessary evidence\nlawful, falls naturally into the society.\nof the women of the street, and they\nwould not be procurable.\nlook to each other for the poor apology\nTreat Them as Vagrants.\nfor domesticity which is denieu them on\nany other terms. The last is the Gen-\n\"Under the vagrancy act they can be\ndron type, simply a slave driver, and,\narrested repeatedly, as long as they\nfortunately, I believe this type is com-\ncontinue their mode of life. and they\nparatively rare, though it seems that\ncan be put to the proof themselves as\nit is on the increase in New York,\nto their means of livelihood and must\nand measures must be taken to sup-\nof necessity be convicted. Splendid\npress it.\nwork is being done by the police in this\nrespect now, and I have hope that it\nPleasure to Sentence Them.\nwill be continued until tangible re-\n\"I have seen hundreds of cases of\nsults of a decisive character will result.\nall kinds and have them constantly be-\nAs it is dozens of these men are being\nfore me. I take great pieasure in send-\nFARTHEST NORTH.\nNorthward trudge our virile heroes-\nNorthward toward the Pole,\nFacing perids of the ice-floes-\nFacing still the goal.\nMany in their journey perish-\nMany, all have failed;\nOthers still the project cherish-\nOthers have not quailed.\nHow shall they relate the story-\nThey who realize?\nWhat will be the tingling glory\nOf that last lone prize?\nMan must ne'er his purpose alter,\nHe must never stop,\nHe must never cease or falter\nTill he is on top-\nTill in triumph he shall sit,\nUndisputed peer,\nOn the very roof and summit\nOf this bulging sphere!\nNothing must be left forsaken,\nNothingleft unknown;\nMan must everything have taken,\nCzar in every zone.\nNever in your efforts waary,\nTill the things you get,\nTry again, Commander Peary,\nYou can do it yet.\nBon Voyage! this time, Lieutenant,\nPlant our banner high,\nWin yourself the flaunting pennant,\nNearest to the sky.\nW.F.Liongarre,\nPaste this in your cap\n317 W. 56 th Lt,\nand read it al-the Pole!\nV. y. City\nPEARY\nMen call him mad and ask what worth\nOne little point of frozen earth?\nOne worthless unit of a sphere\nThat holds so much to bless and cheer?\nBehold the vast plains of the West,\nGo forth, they say, and choose the best;\nOr in the city's throbbing heat\nalve there the problems you will meet.\nFor all! They never guess the strength\nThat ads him o'er an ocean's length\nAnd bids him brave the cold and snow\nAnd forces that we little know.\nWhat tho' the shifting southern pack\nShall close for aye the homeward track?\nWhat tho' a bleak, untrodden shore\nAnd fearful perils loom before?\nThis is his life, to do and dare,\nTo battle with this northern air,\nTo see the same white landscape run\nBehind him 'neath the midnight sun;\nTo brave the dangers of the floes,\nOn constant watch for nameless foes;\nTo see the wond'rous life and forms\nThat revel 'mid contending storms,\nAnd feel that all that he has gained\nIs nothing to the unattained.\nHe seeks not gold, nor yet a. name,\nFar easier won are wealth and fame.\nHis goal is not one little spot,\nOne great achievement calls him not;\nBut the grand mystery of a world\nThro' an unmeasured distance hurled,\nOut of the chasm of the past\nInto the unknown blank and vast.\nSo when the red aurora's lights\nShall paint with flame our winter nights,\nWe'll pray for Peary and the few\nWho dare to dream, who dream to do.\nCHARLES CLINTON JONES.\nPleasant Valley, Amesbury, Mass.\n98c WAISTS\n65c\nThe picture shows\none of eight St\nes\nin White Lawn\nWaists, beautiful\nembroidery fronts,\nnicely made; none\nworth less than\n98c, some worth\nmore. Choice\n65c\nLONG LISLE GLOVES,\n1-2 REGULAR PRICE\nfine quality, sack wrist\nLong Black and White Lisle Gloves,\n33c\nLong White and Black Mercerized\nLisle Gloves, silk finish, sack wrist 39e\nExtra Long Black and White Silk Fin-\nished $1.00 Gloves, mousquetaire wrist. Value\n59c\nValue $2.00\nLong White Kid Gloves, mousquetaire.\n98c\nWomen's Fine\nLisle Hose\nMade In plain black and\nUltima Thule\nIt was not for the Arctic gold and a claim at the\nend of the great white trail;\nfor yet for the arctic Care- for a map of the floe\nand a graph of the gale:\nBut the quest came out of a primitive urge in\nthe blood of our common birth\nThe lure of the last lone verge and the desert\nend of the rolling earth\nFor this he abandoned the green of the world\nthe lakes and the hills and the leas,\nand rivers of mid summer nations, and banks with\nthe Corn and the vine and the tries,\nand the genial zones of the plants rains, and the\nbelt of the plants's flomers;\nfor This he abandoned all cities - their singing\nhouseholds,and,\nand sunsets and formers.\nOnward, north of the Northern Lights, hungry and cold\nand alone,\nEternity under his frozen feet and the snows of\nthe ages unknown,\nwith never the boom of the purple seas, nor\never a mountain of fire,\nNorth of the Plain of the thousand stain - who\nwere dead of The same desire!-\nTHE UNIVERSITY OF WISCONSIN\nMADISON\nDEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH\nTill the East and the West mere lost in the South, and\nthe horth mas no more, and he stood\nFace to free with the ancient dressn thro his hope\nand his hardihood,\nand the alien akies where The polar sun ment\nround the horizon's rim\nand The nameless ice below belonged at last\nTo The race thro him.\nTo Commander R. E. Teary,\nthe Diseover of the north\nPole, with the respect ful\nregards of W.E. Lunard\nMadison, Wis\naugust 27,19,0.\nTHE UNIVERSITY OF WISCONSIN\nMADISON\nDEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH\nCopyright by Washingtom Davis, Santa Barbara, California; all rights\nreserved, all infringements prosecuted.\nNARRATIVEIII-VOL. I\nRear-Admiral Robt. E. Peary Discovers the North Pole,\nRivaling the Record of Christopher Columbus.\nOne mild October day, in fourteen ninety-two,\nA tropic island rose from the depths of sea and sky of blue,\nIn fragrant forest clad, whence tribes of Indian hue\nCame wondering out to meet Columbus and his wondering crew,\nWho found a western world of which they never knew\nBut staked a conquering flag from which great peoples grew.\nFour centuries feiled the bravest nations of the earth\nTo find the weird, far, frozen secret of the North,\nIn frightful solitudes kept since creation's birth,\nWhere longest day and watches of black night helf forth\nUnbroken save by rumbling league of ice-packed sea\nAnd steel-barbed winds, in their perennial wars with snow,\nTill Peery and his faithful Eskimo took tea\nOn this globe's top- no further can a mortal go - -\nFirst greeting Heaven's stars with the stars and stripes below.\n2-\n\"I believe in you, Peary, and I believe\nin your success, if it is in the possiblity of\nman,\" wasthe parting injunction of Theodore\nRoosevelt, then President of the United States\nAKBAR\nExploring Tours.\nYou may talk of exploration,\nIts effect on navigation,\n12/12\nAnd the many other benefits to be derived\nfrom it;\nYou may say that Peary's clever,\nTalk of Amundsen's endeavor,\nBut I VOW with the explorers I am quar-\nreling a bit.\nMen declare there's honor in it;\nThat it's worth a fight to win it,\nAnd I have no doubt they'd shout if more\nexplorers came to light.\nMortals seem to catch the fever-\nEach would be a bold achiever-\nAnd the thought of exploration sets them\nscheming day and night.\nI declare it is outrageous,\nFor the thing has grown contagious;\nThere are much too many people who are\non exploring bent.\nIt is hard to take it lightly,\nWhen you see your wifey nightly\nGo explore your trousers' pockets till she\ndoesn't leave a cent!\nM. Herald NATHAN M. LEVY.\nRETURN IN 3 DAYS TO\nGEORGE T. EDWARDS,\n102 EXCHANGE ST.,\nPORTLAND, ME.\n7\nJ-\n1e\nat\nof 20,000 miles. n.M. yam. Times astance\nan\nSUPPOSING YOU OR I.\nole\nBy GEORGE THORNTON EDWARDS.\nne;\nand\nS\nUPPOSING you or I had saved a life\nor-\nAnd jeopardized our very own in\nsaving,\nthe\nAnd rife then some knave had started rumors\nmes,\nthe\nThat waving, for himself. had set the banners\nthe\nWhat would I have done?\nin-\nWhat would you have done?\nSupposing you or I had earned the right\nPPI.\nTo great renown and praise commenda-\ntory,\nthat\nAnd then some thief had come as in the\niver,\nnight\nhing\nAnd tried to steal our name, and fame\ndone\nand glory,\nFor\nWhat would I have done?\navi-\nWhat would you have done?\nf of\ncend\nSupposing you or I had staked a claim\narg-\nThat was disputed by some little\nilles\n\"baker,\"\nized\nAnd shame we had proof that we could put to\niles.\nRiver\nThis faker, man, and knew him for a very\nd 600\n3 for\nWhat would I have done?\nWhat would you have done?\noned\ngable\nSupposing you or I had reached the goal\nmiles\nThat ing, ages had defied man's utmost try-\nes of\nation\nAnd then some vulgar, falsifying soul\neams\nHad claimed it, and we knew that he\nwas lying,\nis\nWhat would I have done?\nthe\nWhat would you have done?\nem\nOF\nand eight, Avenues. Thirtleth The tweyemidiown section.time building some- has\nwich\nStree\nthe\nthat locality. front-\nappr\nbuildings In have Twenty-sev- a\nmay\ngreat nue, age enth Street improvements Street Improvements or erected more. to have less on Seventh that than been street, entire Ave- nine par-\nStill\nwhich\ngiven\nncluding Tweetwenty-fifth rom ection, WO avenues, 119 lofts the to being 133 there Street, are one largest seven between in that including of these these\nstove\nBeek\nnew\nton,\nfifty\nsixth one the oft numbers of improvements, Street Twenty-sixth a 100-foot has from five frontage the Street. 45 new to lofts, from 57. In including Twenty- Twenty- 37 to 43\nnew\nfirst\nlease\nwas\nThirty-first ninth new West 100-foot Street, Street west loft. Street, of while and Sixth running is at another Avenue, 5 to, through 7 enor- East is a\nit W\nstov\nthe\nSixth\nmous to ment business Thirty-second practically addition of this homes quarter. to all here the of commercial has the The been new demand buildings so develop- great for\nlv on\nin the\nThe\nhave that been filled, as the saying goes, be-\nmore\nfore they are.completed. Hence this loft\nmay\nsection, as it has been termed. has been\ning 0\nunusually active in real estate changes,\nof the\nand most of the desirable plots for busi-\ncomn\nness development have been snatched up\nonly\nby far-sighted speculators or investors.\nbut t\nT\nNew Woolen Centre.\nof the\nat all\nTo the east of this highly active sec-\nman,\ntion there has been a development equally\nboth\nas notable in the sudden transformation\nout-of\nof Fourth Avenue into a high-class busi-\ncessib\nmont\nness district. Here, the woolen trade has\nexert\nestablished a new centre, a big uptown avail\nmove from Leonard and Fra klin Streets\nof-to\ntime\n68\nThe Old Pole Star\nHezekiah Pung! Why not-if it weren't\nI took in the situation from the gully, being\nfor that twinkle of light which stood for\nin a blue shirt and gloriously happy over\ncivilization? In a whimsical impulse she\na fortune found with the East ahead, I\nheld out her hand to him.\nthought I ought to do the classical thing;\n\"Really, it's not Pung. Possibly you've\nand-well, much as I love the desert, little\nheard of the Grahams of Taunton. One\nold New York is good enough for me, if-\nof them was something of an actor in the\nif-\nclass of 'OI,\" he observed. \"You see, when\nShe did not withdraw her hand.\nSeriburs\nJan. 1902\nTHE OLD POLE STAR\nBy Edith Wharton\nBEFORE the clepsydra had bound the days\nMan tethered Change to his fixed star, and said:\n\"The elder races, that long since are dead,\nMarched by that light; it swerves not from its base\nThough all the worlds about it wax and fade.\"\nWhen Egypt saw it, fast in reeling spheres,\nHer Pyramids shaft-centred on its ray\nShe reared and said: \"Long as this star holds sway\nIn uninvaded ether, shall the years\nRevere my monuments-\" and went her way.\nThe Pyramids abide; but through the shaft\nThat held the polar pivot, eye to eye,\nLook now-blank nothingness! As though Change laughed\nAt man's presumption and his puny craft,\nThe star has slipped its leash and roams the sky.\nYet could the immemorial piles be swung\nA skyey hair's breadth from their rooted base,\nBack to the central anchorage of space,\nAh, then again, as when the race was young,\nShould they behold the beacon of the race!\nOf old men said: \"The Truth is there: we rear\nOur faith full-centred on it. It was known\nThus of the elders who foreran us here,\nMapped out its circuit in the shifting sphere,\nAnd found it, 'mid mutation, fixed alone.\"\nChange laughs again, again the sky is cold,\nAnd down that fissure now no star-beam glides.\nYet they whose sweep of vision grows not old\nStill at the central point of space behold\nAnother pole-star: for the Truth abides.\n3\nDrawn by Harrison Fisher.\n\"Yessum,\" he answered, as he poured the coffee into her cup.-Page 66.\nFRANK H. NORTON\n2230 SEVENTH AVE.\nTHE MAJESTIC\"\nNew York, Dec. 30 1909.\nmy Dear Commender Peary,\nto those perecy 6002 else on the final\nI beg bad my congratulation\ngreath pleased that I never surence)\noutcome of the Book affair. Jane\nin my confident belief as to his case\n- find the start. Thave fought every\nGody I Know in Harlen!\nfactical screed on the subject\nEn Enclosed Isend an amering\nprint in Boston\nwhich came time from a\n\"Happy new Year of yourfaining\nnith best rishes for a\nand yourself- Jam always\nyours faithfully\nThank sorton.\n\"Since Peary Reached The Ble.\"\nthe have the automobile, now the airship's coming out,\nwhich soon will be the only way for folhs to more about;\nThe have the smokeless powder, and the wireless to tegraph,\nand other freak inventions, enough to make are laugh!\nBuh, then, wearnot satisfied; we must go up to the front,\nand bring surprise anevery with some outlandish \"stent!\"\nand so webstried most everything; yet taken as a whole,\nThere way behind, in all of these, since Peary reached Pole!\nshhen Peary had his hit packed up,and started for the north,\nThe packed his overcoate and furs, and gloverand heavy loads,\nHe knowjust what he'd go against, before Le issued forth;\nand medicine, andall such staff, and alas several \"shoote\"!\nand when the Roodevelt got up steam prepared to make her tip,\nBld Peary looked at his Hugerson and then said Let her rip!\"\nThe whittle shrieked, the bellodiderang, -outon the sea they stole,\nand kept their pourse to Northward, till Peary was had the Pall\nThe Starrand striper he planted there, and left them in the ise,\nSo So he coved see them once again, if he should go there twice;\nHe'd So find that Peany'd beenthere first, and haddlt been eo slow!\nif someother per son thought that that far becomed,\njust For lay our aches and cares and all join in the fun,\nnow there's aside no use talking of the things that should he done,\nand bftusall back inithe shady for Peary resched the Pole!\nPeary just got downand listle tiny mole,\nPhilip Firmith\nM. Virginia\nNorfrek Va.\nyou,\nLient R. E Peary.\nFlash the news from sea to sea,\nmighty admiral is he,\nDaring seaman very !\nStars and Stripes the welkin ring,\nEvery Hag shall trophies bring,\nOur heroic Peary.\nDang'rous ice and cruel cold\nDaunted not this sailor bold;\nOn his journey frigid,\nBravely pressed with courage strong,\nThrough the arctic nights so long,\nPerilous and rigid.\nEvery difficulty passed,\nHis the longed for goal at last,\nHis the fame and glary.\nyes, he stood exulting there\nIn the crisp and frozen air;\nOnward roll the story.\n(2)\nLong as time and tide endure,\nHonored be the literature\nwith Peary on its pages.\nWritten on the scroll of fame,\nEvery tongue shall shout his name\nFar adown the ages.\nOphelia Pauline Carter\nChorus (if set to music)\nshout aloud the Polar story:\nSing ye nations Ring;\nLet your echoes ring.\nsing of Peary - Arctic-Glory.\nWide his banner thing!\nWide his banner Hing!\nWritten you the Peary Aretic Club.\nO Peary! with the scorchin' summer here,\nAnd everybody payin' double price\nFor little weeny, teeny bits of ice,\nIt dost no longer seem so very queer\nThat thou shouldst have the bravery to steer\nThy ship up North where it is cool and nice.\nI'll bet you smile whilst thinkin' thou hast twice\nThe fun we're havin' at this time of year.\nCopyright, 1907, by THE CENTURY Co.\nOF\nAnd, by the by, since thou dost understand\nThe pole is an imaginary spot,\nWhy not \"imagine\" thou hast found it and\nOf time and trouble save an awful lot?\nCouldst others track thee to that frozen land\nAnd prove thou didst not find it? 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MURRAY\nAll our Eyeglasses are fitted with our patent Clipper Clip and\nwarranted not to slip.\nPatentees of-\nof\n737 WATCHUNG AVE.\n52 PINE STREET\n\"Clipper Clip\" nose piece\nPlainfield, N.J.\nNew York, N.Y.\n\"Presto Change\" templer\nAdjustable screw cap to prevent\nscrews from loosening.\n\"Northward Over the Great Ice\"\nROBERT EDWIN PEARY\nA narrative of life and work along the shores and upon the\nWas born in Cresson, Pennsylvania, May\nIce Caps of Northern Greenland,\n6th, 1865, Graduated from Bowdoin\nBy ROBERT E. PEARY\nCollege 1877; entered U.S. Navy 1881;\nAsst. Engineer Nicaraguan Ship Canal\nWith maps, diagrams and about 800 illustrations. 2 vols.\n1884--5; Engineer in charge of the Nic-\noctavo, published at $10.00,\naraguan Canal Surveys 1887--8; En-\ngaged in Arctic Exploration since that\nPrice,\n-\n-\n-\n$3.95\ndate. Married Josephine Diebitsch 1888.\n\"On the 'Polar Star' in the\nArctic Sea\"\nR. H. Radford Engraving Co.\nEstablished 1870\nBy the Duke of Abruzzi\nDesigning, Engraving, and Plate Printing\n212 illustrations, twelve full page photogravure plates, two\npanoramas and five maps. 2 vols., published at $12.50\n21 John Street, New York\nPrice,\n-\n-\n-\n$3.95\nMonograms, Crests,\nWedding Invitations,\nSimpson Crauford EIGHTH FLOOR Co.\nCoats of Arms and\nVisiting and \"At\nAddress Dies a specialty\nHome\" Cards\nSIXTH AV. 19TO 20 STREET T. NEW YORK.\nThe Flag \"Farthest North.\"\nmusk oxen and Arctic hares secured, which meat was a\nmost welcome addition to their larder, as fresh meat was\nOn July 16th, 1905, Commander Peary left America\nvery much of a delicacy.\nin the ship Roosevelt,\" a vessel built especially for this\nThe dog teams, which had been secured and taken\ntrip, and a thoroughly American ship, having been built in\nnorth in the vessel, were now brought into service, and the\nan American shipyard, of American material, and officered\nreal \"dash\" begun.\nby an American citizen.\nOn April 21st, 1906, Commander Peary reached his\nHe remained on the vessel until February, 1906, when\n'farthest north\" for this trip, his observations showing 87°\nhe found it impossible to proceed further north in her on\n6\", a point 174 miles from the pole and about 35 miles\naccount of the density of the ice.\nfarther north than his best previous record. At this point\nProvisions had run somewhat low, and in order to pro-\nhe built a cairn and flung to the breeze an American flag.\nvide an additional supply for the sledge journeys about to\nIt is believed that this is the most northern point ever\ncommence, hunting parties were sent out and a supply of\nreached by human being.\nUse the Best\nFor a Bright Light at a Low Cost\nTHE ENOS COMPANY\nMAKERS OF\nGet a Rayo Lamp\nLIGHTING FIXTURES\nNew Perfection Wick Blue Flame Oil Stove\nNEW YORK\nFor all cooking purposes. Perfectly safe and no repairs.\nSALESROOMS\nOFFICE and FACTORY\nPerfection Oil Heater\n5 West 39 Street\n7th Ave., 16th St.\nBest on the market: Equipped with a smokeless device, it is absolutely odorless and\ncan be easily taken care of.\nBALTIMORE WASHINGTON PITTSBURG ATLANTA\nBOSTON TORONTO MONTREAL SAN FRANCISCO\nStandard Oil Company\nYoung Men's Christian Association\nThe Hale Desk Company\nOF PLAINFIELD, N. J.\nJOSEPH W. GAVETT\nPresident\nMANUFACTURERS AND RETAILERS OF\nGEORGE M. RITTENHOUSE Vice-President\nALBERT B. BEERS\nRecording Secretary\nCURTIS M. THORPE\nTreasurer\nFine Desks and Office Furniture\nKENNETH ROBBIE\nGeneral Secretary\nG. L. LISTMAN\nPhysical Director\n15 STONE STREET, NEW YORK\nDIRECTORS\nA. B. Beers\nH. M. Maxon\nO. S. Rogers\nJ. W. Gavett\nW. D. Murray\nF. R. Stevens\nG. E. Hall\nH. O. Newman\nC. M. Thorpe\nJ. E. Kimball\nN. H. Probasco\nS. H. Tugwell\nA. C. La Boyteaux\nR. H. Radford\nW. B. Wadsworth\nJ. H. Manning\nG. M. Rittenhouse\nE. T. Wilson\nMR. ANDREWS SAYS\nMr. Peary will get there yet.\nW.P. ANDREWS\nLubricating\nThe Automobile\nmeans more than simply pouring\nMen's Outfitter\noil into it. You should use the right\noil. Mobiloil comes in several grades\n-a grade for every engine. That's\nwhy when using\n60 and 62 Nassau St.\n9 and 11 New Street\nVACUUM\nNEW YORK\nMOBILOIL\nVacuum\nA\nOUR PLATFORM\nMobiloil\nyou are always sure of the right oil. Our illus-\ntrated booklet lists every make of automobile and\ntells what grade to use in each. It's free. Mobil-\nPurchases not proving satisfactory subject to return.\noil sold in barrels and cans of varying capacities.\nGoods sold for just what they are: no false impressioons conveyed\nManufactured by VACUUM OIL CO., ROCHESTER, N.Y.\nCHRONOLOGY OF COMMANDER PEARY'S\nLATITUDES REACHED BY VARIOUS EXPLORERS\nARCTIC TRIPS\n1886\nPeary\n70°\n1886 Reconnoissance of Greenland Island, 70° north\n1891-92\nPeary\n81° 37\"\nlatitude\n1819\nParry\n82° 45\"\n1891-92 Independence Bay, 81° 37\" north latitude\n1851\nMarkham\n83° 20\"\n1893-95 Discovered famous meteorites\nLockwood\n83° 24\"\n1896-97 Summer Voyages\n1901-02\nPeary\n84° 7\"\n1898-1900 Explored land north of Greenland Island\n1893\nNansen\n86° 14\"\n1901-02 Explored land north of Grant Land. 84° 7\"\nAbruzzi\n86° 34\"\nnorth latitude\n1905-06\nPeary\n87° 6\"\n1905-06 Farthest North. 87° 6\" north latitude\nTHE VICTOR INKSTAND\nU\nHE VICTOR is the latest creation in the now popular type of\nnon-automatic inkstands. For several years the tendency has\nbeen towards a complete revolution in the style of wells which have been\non the market, and, following our policy of\nL.H.Biglow STATIONERS & Company\nkeeping our goods up to date, we have pro-\nduced the Victor, which we illustrate herewith.\nThe height of the inkstand being only 1 1 inches\nand the base being 31 inches give it a solidity\n62 Broad Street, New York\nNo. 1. Round, Crystal\nwhich removes the danger of upsetting, at the\nGlass, cut bottom, 3½ in.\nsame time making it very acceptable on a roll-\ndiameter, 11 in. high.\ntop desk where economy of space is desired.\nPrice,\n-\n-\n-\n35 Cents\nFOR SALE BY ALL STATIONERS\nTONG\nMILS\nCHRISTIAN\nBUILDING OPEN DAILY\nFROM 9 A.M. TO 10 P.M.\nASSOCIATION\nRELIGIOUS WORK\nUnder the guidance of the Committee on Religious Work\nregular meetings for prayer, meetings for Bible study and gospel\nmeetings are conducted.\nPHYSICAL DEPARTMENT\nThe Physical Director conducts regular classes in the gym-\nnasium and under his direction indoor and outdoor athletic meets\nare held.\nSOCIAL WORK\nThe Reading Rooms are open daily. There are opportunities\nfor chess, bowling, billiards and other games.\nIf you are not an active or contributing member write to the\nSecretary or any of the Directors."
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