I is Device Used in Tin Mines
W* gf Cornwall, England.
1 served the Purpose of Con
§£ r Miners to and From
■ vey'n® workings of the
I the Many Drifts.
I moMrf the tin mines of
l^fVndand. a curious device,
f.man engine," is m use
KeO as ‘ the miners to and from
■J, convey^ f gays popular Me
K vS the’mouth of the shaft
KanW- ^hiking-beam engine. To
mef the flywheel of this engine
•erim rod is attached, and by
■ ! pivoted connection, the
■#»ns ° the wheel is transmitted to
f“on0,fting rod in the mine shaft,
Kverticsl he illustration. The
|> s40*” has a vertical movement of
u intervals of 12 feet plat.
Kfare supported both on the lift
ncending a Cornish Mine Shaft on
the “Man Engine.”
m rod and on the side of the shaft,
id the sets of platforms are so ar
aged as to be at the same level at
* high and low position of the rod.
[descending, the miner steps on the
oving platform when it is at the
Bd of the up-stroke, and is carried
i,a 12 feet He then steps off and
nits for the next up-stroke, when
i is carried down another 12 feet,
tis process is continued until the
bottom of the shaft is reached. For
upending this process is reversed.
Platforms on opposite sides of the
feft enable one set of men to de
fend while another set is ascending
without interference.
CLAIMS ASHES FROM THE SEA
Box Containing Them Was Cast From
Pier, But Did Not Sink
as Expected.
Atlantic City, N. J.—George A. Haf
h of Philadelphia came to this city
ud claimed the box which was
yicked up 1% miles from this shore
Iff Capt. Horace Smith containing the
■hes of his mother, Ida Haifa.
: He wanted to bury the box in the
seean, he said, and was amazed wher
tte box of heavy brass did not sink
■be cast it from the end of the piers.
He found he could not get it again,
ud told one of the workmen of the
pier to look out for it in case it
robed ashore, and offered a reward
of |10 for its return to him.
1 Haffa told Chief of Police Woodruff
Ibat the body had been exhumed from
He of the old cemeteries of Philadel
phia after having laid in the grave five
Jure, and was cremated last Tuesday.
Ho took the box back to Philadelphia
•od will have it Interred in one of the
temeteries there. 0
Aim .. . .
wnt riAo 5IHANGE AILMENT
Voimij Child Victim of Rare Disease,
In Which Skin Hardens All
Over the Body.
Pikesville, Ky.—Little Ruth Ward,
®Pf, 1b apparently a victim of the
j™ known disease called schro
•nnn, or "hide-bound,” as appears
the diagnosis of four different
J”,cian8- The skin all over the
8 body is tightening and it has
“«0me perfectly hard. Sut the little
floes not appear to be suffering
“7 inconvenience or ill effects from
jnent, and goes to play just as
No attempt will be made tc
nter here. but she will be taken
cai« WinUi.SVille hospital, w-here hei
thaii. , 8*U(bed by physicians it
Bar Work for research.
Jlu? c°mmon'y regarded as an in
b?LdlS6aSe’ and but few case*
States^611 met With in the Uni'tec
life and death toucf
■!l"l<l lts Father,« Opsr
ve in a Cemetery in
Chicago.
and deatb touche*
tood cemptl nstant at Mount Green
minute! ayftfhe.u°ther day’ for 1
Herrick was / the body of Bruc<
tiers was owered *n the gravi
fifcce Merrick1 l° biS wldow anothe:
^kwigatoelMrs- Me"lck Insist
•W to re-! <the grave> ard, thougl
h°me' A‘
*»*t see Bn, °UtK °f tbe caiTiage.
>^nt?dehlbrried!’' Sh« ba«
^ and th but reached the cat
7*. Merrick t c d 1)6 summoned
p*** »mbuUno^ h<>me 1,1 *
Ik -.
SUN WILL ABSORB WORLD
Professor Fauth, a British Savant,
Thinks New Solar System Will
Be Created.
Berlin.—The whole of the present
solar system is ultimately to fall into j
the sun, causing an explosion that
may result in c new solar system.
Such is the theory put forward in the
Weekly Journal of Natural Science by
Prof. Philip Fauth, a well-known as
tronomer, whose reputation has rested
principally upon his researches into
conditions on the moon.
The novel feature of Dr. Fauth's the
ory is that it is based upon the suppo
sition that a great part of the known
solar system, including especially the I
planets Jupiter, Uranus and Saturn,
are not composed of mineral matter
at all, but are tremendous masses of
ice, or balls of ice surrounding a min
eral kernel. Futhermore, he de
clares, a part of what is now known
as the milky way is not mineral or
gaseous, but “a ring of ice dust,”
masses of particles of ice suspended
in space, the outer planets receiving
a constant addition to their ice mass
from this source.
Professor Fauth declares that the
world already at some remote period
has had a similar experience, result
ing in tho death of nearly all animate
nature and that all species of life as
we know it have arisen since then.
Eventually the planets swinging
through their narrowing orbits wjtt
fall into the sun, causing a new
plosion and perhaps the birth of a
new solar system, but for thousands
of years before that time all life, ei
ther on earth or elsewhere, will have
disappeared.
THE DEATH OF “LITTLE JIM”
Ancient Cottage That Housed Scene
Depicted by Farmer's Poem to
Be Torn Down.
London.—The lines run:
The cottage was a thatched one.
Its outside old and mean—
And as the years have passed it
seems to have got older and meaner,
until now it has been condemned by
the sanitary authority.
It is the scene of the death of “Lit
tle Jim,” whose departure from this
life has been described many thou
sands of times in the words of Ed
, ward Farmer’s verses—“He was a col
lier’s only child, they called him ‘Lit
tle Jim.’ ” The old recitation still
runs “We are seven” and “You are
old, Father William” very hard in the
race for popularity.
The cottage is in a narrow lane
which runs from the town of Poles
worth to the mining village of Dor
don. It is in the center of the War
wickshire coal field, and stands upon
some land which was recently bought
by the Warwickshire county council
for small holdings. The local sani
tary authority having condemned it as
being unfit for habitation, the county
council decided to offer it for sale,
•nd it has come under the hammer.
It is a picturesque old place, and the
local people are anxious that it should
be preserved as a memento of a story
which has been t#ld so often as to
have almost become a classic in the
third and fourth standards of our
-
“Little Jim’s” Cottage.
elementary schools. The amount to
be raised is not excessive—about £50
would cover it. S.ome of us who are
older may remember the lump in our
throats as we heard how
The cottage was a thatched one,
Its out^de old and mean,
Yet everything within that cot
Was wondrous neat and clean;
The night was dark and stormy.
The wind was blowing wild;
A patient mother sat beside
The deathbed of her child;
A little wornout creature,
His once bright eye3 grown dim;
He was a collier’s only child.
They called him “Little Jim.’"
* • •
She saw that he was dying,
The child she loved so dear—
Perhaps, in spite of a hard-hearted
I but public-spirited sanitary authority,
“Little Jim’s cottage may yet be
1 spared.—London Chronicle.
Makes New Nose From Rib.
Baltimore—Physicians at St. Jo
I seph’s hospital have succeeded in
' building a new nose from a human rib.
i An Incision was made in the side of
• Lynn Davis, a railroad employe, and a
1 piece of cartlege a little over twc
inches long was cut from the third
rib and shaped for the shattered nose
• .bone. The nose is now in its normal
i shape.
How He Judges Women’s Character.
I Newark, N. J.—Henry G. Platt, a do
I tcctive in the tenderloin section here,
says he judges the character of worn
. en by the amount of powder on their
faces. “Too much powder on a worn
an’s face Indicates lack of morals," be
says.
THREE DELICIOUS PIES
INTENDED FOR THE PRINCIPAL
COURSE AT DINNER.
Steak and Oyster Combination Is a
Famous English Dish—Veal and
Ham Also Form Good
Ingredients.
Rump Steak and Oyster Pie—One
pound of rump steak. 25 oysters, half
blade of mace, one tablespoonful wal
nut catsup, a piece of yellow peel of
lemon, salt and pepper to taste, a cup
pf gravy and half-pound of paste. Cut
:iie pound of steak in small collops.
dour them. Put puff paste, or a good
light paste around the edge of a bak
ing dish, or deep pie dish. Then put
in alternate layers of the rump steak
md oysters, tilling the dish. Season
aach layer with salt and pepper. Pour
in a large spoonful of the gravy; cover
the top, glaze, make the opening in rhe
3enter and bake. Put the strained
liquor of the oysters in saucepan; add
the beards or gills, which should be
3lipped from the oysters, the bit of
lemon peel, blade of mace, the catsup
and remainder of the gravy. The orig
inal recipe calls for a glass of port
wine, but that is not essential. When
the pie is done, the gravy is made very
hot and poured into the pie at the
opening in the middle.
Veal and Ham Pie—These are the
lirections for making Mrs. Boffin’s fa
mous “weal and hammer” that “mel
lered the organ” of Silas Wegg:
^ake the thick part of the breast of
veal, removing all the bones, whiclt
ire put in for the gravy, stewing them
slowly and a long time. Put a layer
-if vpal npnnpr amt salt, then a thill
sprinkling of ham, cut in dice, if
boifed; or chop finer if raw ham tk
used. Then add more veal and so on
until dish is full. A sweetbread may
be cut up and added to this pie, or the
same amount of mushr^pms. Or you
may use forcemeat as in Windsor pie,
or one made of hard-boiled eggs. Pour
in half a cup of the gravy, which must
be cold as well as all other ingredients
when the cover of paste is laid on for
oaking. Finish same as Windsor pie.
Vermicelli Pie—Butter rather well a
deep baking dish. Have ready two
ounces of vermicelli boiled and
drained. Put it in the bottom of the
baking dish. Season the inside of four
dressed pigeons with salt and pepper
ind stuff with a piece of butter, a few
bread crumbs, a sprig of parsley,
minced, then put in the pigeons, breast
downward. Border the dish with puff,
or good paste. Cover with a thick lid,
ind bake in a moderate oven. When
done turn out carefully on to a heated
dish with the vermicelli on top. Maca
roni or spaghetti may be used instead
of vermicelli.
Crab and Tomato Sandwich.
The bread should be toasted on the
outside and filled with a large slice
of ripe tomato browned in butter or
broiled nicely, and either buttered
crab mead;, or a soft shell crab flat
tened in a double broiler and done
over hot coals, basting with butter.
Serve this sandwich hot, of course.
In restaurants when this is a special
ty the erabs are first cooked a la
Creole—really smothered by steam
over a mixture of condiments so that
the natural moisture and delicacy of
flavor is preserved with the added
piquancy from the condiments. Ten
der-hearted people must forego this
delicacy after learning the real proc
sss and be content with more humane
methods.
Fillet of Beef.
Although very expensive, a fillet of
oeef is really cheaper than an ordinary
roast, as there is no waste; the but
cher will lard it for you, and for
twelve persons about four pounds will
be ample. It is probably better to
select two small fillets,, as they will
be more tender. After being well sea
soned place in covered baking pan, add
just a very little water and cook about
35 minutes to be a little rare—longer
If you want it well done. When serv
ing cut in even rounds, leaving the
ends, as they will be rather dry.
Sour Milk Doughnuts.
Two eggs well beaten, add one cup
sugar, one cup of sour milk, one tea
spoon of soda In the milk to foam,
one teaspoon of melted butter, a lit
tle salt, nutiheg, and don’t forget to
add a pinch of ginger to make them
light. Now sift in flour with one tea
spoon baking powder. Mix soft as
can be handled. They are fine rolled
in sugar while hot.
Chicken Pie.
Parboil the chicken one hour. Add
to the water salt, pepper and a cup
ful of milk thickened with two table
spoonfuls flour. Line a deep dish with
a very nice paste, put in the chicken
(cut up), add gravy. Cover with paste
immediately. Make a small hole in
center of pie and ornament with
cross strips of paste. Bake 45 min
utes.
/__
Hot Clam Broth.
Wash and boil about two dozen
clams in one pint of boiling water.
Boil ten minutes, remove the shells
and strain the liquor. Season with
pepper. Serve hot with a tablespoon
of whipped cream seasoned with salt
in each cup. Serve with croutons.
Corn Soup.
One pint heated milk thickened wKh
one tablespoon butter blended with
one tablespoon flour. Add one-half
can of com, salt. Ready to serve when
heated through.
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THLDAY3 °f RtAL THANKSGIVING
VKN those early
Thanksgivings that
crop up in history are
associated with much
—usually too much—
turkey and cranberry
sauce and pie. As a
child, of course, he
was thankful that
Thanksgiving day had
to come on Thursday every year, in
stead of flopping all over the week
and coming in turn on Saturday and
Sunday, when there would be holiday
anyway. For is there anything so
tragic as a holiday that does not fall
on a school day?
Thursday is just right, for then, you
see, the school people reason that
there is no use bringing the children
back for one day, and they might as
well have Friday, too. Thanksgiving
on Wednesday would be overstepping
the mark, since they would not allow
two extra days, and Friday meant
only one day off, Thursday was the
one to choose, and looking back now
you cannot help wondering how the
president ever happened to hit upon
such an altogether satisfactory day.
C\r\ WoHnaeHav vnil will rPTllPITlbGr.
not much work was done, for every
body was looking forward to the "in
tertainment.” Perhaps you even spoke
a piece. If you did your selection was
limited, for the poets seem to be
kept so busy grinding the mills for
Christmas that they have not one lit
tle inspiration left for Tranksglving.
llut what Thanksgiving poetry there
is agrees on one point—a lively vener
ation for the '“eats.” No matter how the
poem starts dinner will be served by
the end of the last verse.
Take that one you recited about
"Thanksgiving Eve.” Sentiment riots
in the opening lines. The snow falls
gently outdoors, for the scene is not
laid in Baltimore, Md., where they
usually reserve snow for a Christmas
treat. We have a touching picture of
the little ones creeping silently to bed.
you get ip a melting good, sort of
anticipating that when the youngsters
reach the attic the poet is going to
spring a vacant crib at you. But no.
Listen!
It was Thanksgiving eve, don’t you think.
The pies were in rows on the pantry
■helves.
And nice things to eat, and nice things to
drink,
Resignedly looked for the morrow to
bring
A miserable end to everything.
Not that it rhymes especially and
the last line is painfully ambiguous as
to where the miserable end is going to
strike, but what matter when the rows
of pies and various beverages are safe
_ ii. _ _i_is
uu iuc alien,
After you had stumbled through
this, getting purple-red in the face and
wondering why all those “fellers" you
could lick with one hand down in the
school yard should look so terrifying
assembled before the platform, you
beat a precipitous retreat, falling over
a hole in the carpet on the way.
The next number on the program
was “The First Proclamation,” done
by another boy. The family of that
other boy had suffered because of
“The First Proclamation,” for it was
to be recited in costume. Now, how
should a plain American mother know
In what garb Governor Bradford de
livered that first proclamation? Fa
ther found a picture of the Pilgrim
Father in the history and thought
that would do well enough, and grand
father said: “Oh, pshaw now; don’t
ne look like one of them blg-hat fel
lers around Pen-Mar?” Finally they
borrowed a suit that a neighbor's
son had worn when he went as John
Alden to a mask ball, though it was
much too large, and Johnny protested
violently against wearing it. Just so
does a simple thing change the course
of a noble life. If the suit had not
been too large Johnny might have
been able to take his mind from his
appearance and divert it to the lines
he was to speak, but ^error that the
boys would guy him occupied his
young brain to the exclusion of all
else.
THE THANKSGIVING PIE
“ ‘And now,’ said the governor, ‘gaz
ing abroad,’ he began.
Pause.
“ ’And now,’ said the governor—”
Pause.
“ 'And now—’ ”
And now Johnny burst into tears
and rushed from the platform, stum
bling over the hole in the carpet on
the way.
Theii teacher got up, you remember,
and said if you Would all excuse
Johnny she would read the poem, and
there being nothing else to do under
the circumstances but to excuse
Johnny, you permitted her to go on
with “The First Proclamation." The
poem was no exception, for you found
that in even those early days Gov
ernor Bradford’s Thanksgiving greet
ing had to do with “eats.”
So shoulder your matchlocks, masters,
there Is hunting of all degrees;
And fisherman, take your tackle and
scour for spoils (he seas.
And maidens and dames of Plymouth,
your delicate crafts employ.
To honor our first Thanksgiving and
make It a feast of Joy.
We fail of the fruits and dainties so close
at our hand In Devon,
Ah! they are the lightest losses we suffer
for sake of Heaven;
But see in our open clearings how golden
the melons lie;
Hillll' il menu wiiu nwcciu nnu
give us the pumpkin pie.
Remember it,'don't you? But even
then it perplexed you to know why
you were hearing so much about pump
kin pie as an attribute of Thanksgiv
ing when in all your innocent young
life you had never tasted a pump
kin. You did not know then that
"pumpkin” is sort of poetic license
for any kind of Thanksgiving pie.
One of the very limited collection of
poems for this season was dedicated
to “Thanksgiving Pies,” and this was
delivered by a girl of the school, be
cause of her deeper understanding of
the subject.
Such baking, boiling, tasting, beating!
Such preparation made for eating!
Such unpremeditated Joys
For little hungry girls and boys.
You could hardly wait for tomorrow
to come when you heard these lines.
It was a very long poem, all about how
the hungry girls and boys of a certain
household appeased their hunger with
pies cooling on the pantry shelf, and
you thought how nice it must have
been to eat those pies "twelve In num
ber, brown as umber,” though you had
not the remotest idea what umber was
for, save to rhyme with number. But
you had a very definite idea that what
would happen if you and your hungry
little playmates should go and do like
wise with the pies cooling right then
out on your mother’s shelf.
And right when your mouth was
"watering like anything,” that elocu
tionist from the big girls’ class came
and and told teacher she was going
to recite a Thanksgiving poem foi
the little children and teacher, said:
"Very well, if you wish to.” As foi
you, you didn’t wish her to. You
did not like her brand of poems. “Cur
_—---- —
few Shall Not King Tonight” was high}
in her repertoire, and "The Polish} f.
Hoy" and "Spartacus to the (iladlaH
tors" and another about Robespierre}
in an unspeakable place where the!
poet, would ne'er have sent, him If hoi
had been better behaved Naturally}
you <liil not know the names of tbo4
poems then. These you have learned}
since from constant reading. At that!
time you knew what she was going tot
give by the gestures witli which she!
began, and every piece site ever spokef
struck terror to your young soul.
Kvn her Thanksgiving treat for thej
children made you feel shamefaced!
about having been so excited over thel
holiday.
"Thanksgiving for what?" -and he mutH
terud i curse
For the plnlneat of fond and an empty}
purse?
But It is tdie to tutu of a i>oor man's!
woes.
Kveu alter this lapse of years.,
these features of the Thanksgiving en
tertainment linger in your memory;
and spring up when you pick up the
paper and read the president’s Thanks
giving proclamation or the youngster*
come in from school anti announce:
"Say, pop, I got to speak a piece*
Thanksgiving. Do you know any?""
After a while, of course. Thank*-*
giving came to have other signifi
cance, too. There was the first year"
you wore long trousers and a flower
in your buttonhole. It would be more
appropriate to say bouquet in your
lapel, for that was the season that,
men wore the most enormous chrysan
themum they could find as a bouton
iiitrru. i lit»uupi> ruuui uui
(lower big enough. itemeinber how
the cartoonists took it up and depict
ed the gilded youth wearing huge
cabbages in their buttonholes? But
it was a very serious matter to you,
tiie selection of your chrysanthemum
the Thanksgiving you donned long
trousers, and you finally decided upon,
a great yellow one that made you ap
pear to be bearing a glowing pumpkin
to the Thanksgiving feast.
Then after you attained to the dig
nity of a sweetheart to take to the (
Thanksgiving matinee. How did the
theater come to be so inseparably con
nected with Thanksgiving celebration?
It is, at any rate, so that when you
present yourself at the box office a»
the afternoon performance is about to
begin the man inside is apt to ask
superiorly: “Do you prefer to stand
on the flrtt floor or the second?" But
you did not stand. You sat.
“Eats" got shoved into the back
ground around this period, and, din
ner being late, as Thanksgiving din
ner usually is, you instantly had to
ask to have your pie Baved for sup
per, the clock pointing perilously near
the hour of two, and the girl yet to
be “called for.”
Many Thanksgivings have come and
gone since that time and the celebra
tion for you now probably means lin
ing up your little family and marching
them down to grandmother's whera
they will have a long, happy day play
ing and fighting with cousins from oth
er offshoots of the parent tree, for
about the only distinctive feature of
thanksgiving, save the church service
and “eats" and the football game, in
the homecoming it inspires.
Then there is a hurry and bustle in
till? U1U UUUDC mat n uaa uww " •*
since the boys and girls married and
left one by one. The newest baby
must be admired by all, and the family
connection is called upon to notice
that Bob's youngest no longer wears
dresses.
Then the women go Into the kitch
en, and by and by there is wafted out
aromas from cooking things that ought
never have been thought up in these
days of high prices. But for once the
housemother forgets the high cost of
living. She beats up eggs as if thay
were selling around a cent apiece
and, honestly, the way she drops
hunks of butter into pots and pans
you would think it just most nothing
at all. But, like Christmas, Thanks
giving comes but once a year, and if
we can’t be a bit extravagant then,
what is the use of having the old
holiday?
MADE AN EXPENSIVE DRINK |
—
Ball Player Should Have Appreciated i
Refreshment, for It Certainly
Cost Him Enough.
The moat expensive drink imbibed
by a member of a major league team
during the 1913 playing season cost
exactly $600.05. The player who drank
the costly beverage is one of the best
men in the business, but he i.-S long
shown a tendency to topple from the
neater wagon at times when his serv
t
Ices were most needed. Before sign
ing up with his club for last spring,
he promised not to take a drink dur
ing the season. If he kept hiB word
he was to receive a bonus of $600 from
the owner of the club, who believed
that his outfit stood a good chance of
being in the pennant fight and. con
sequently, was willing to offer extra
inducements to keep his men In good
condition. The player in question
kept his good resolution for many
weeks, but one day he slipped from
the narrow path and. entering a sa
loon, ordered a glass of beer. While
he was drinking It the wise manager
of the club strolled in to see what
was going on and, taking In the sltua-*
tlon at a glance, informed the sur
prised and dazed player that the nick
el’s worth of forbidden liquid wqiulA
cost him the entire bonus plus the
price of the drink.—Leslie’s.
Paradoxical Attraction.
“She has Buch a sunny disposition.*'
“That accounts for her populan
re lan.”