The Lampasas Daily Leader. (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 7, No. 2040, Ed. 1 Tuesday, October 4, 1910 Page: 2 of 4
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Many Americans Abroad This Season
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¥ ONDO.'I.—The American season in
JLi London, Paris and Berlin is the
best since the three golden years pre-
ceding the panic of 190V. The hotels
of all the capitals of Europe are
thronged with well-to-do Americans,
*who are spending money with the tra-
ditional lavishness that pleases the
hotelkeepers and shopkeepers every-
where.
Europe has learned that not all
Americans are millionaires, and so it
is that less is heard each year of ex-
tortion and attempted extortion. Amer-
ican tourists, too, seem to have learned
the ropes and they know just where to
go to get the most for their money.
Comfortable new hotels that charge
reasonable prices have been built in all
the capitals of Europe within the last
live years and in Paris, London, Berlin,
Rome and Vienna, new hotels invaria-
bly have many baths, while some that
appeal to the wealthier visitors have
suites with baths that are as modern-
ly luxurious as anything New York
can offer. What with comfortable and
reasonable priced hotels, with express
trains with dining cars attached con-
necting all the capitals, Americans
find traveling in Europe nowadays
much more simple and comfortable
than it was 15 years ago.
Paris, despite the moderness of Ber-
lin and its nocturnal brilliancy, con-
tomes to be the Mecca of Americans.
The season, both In London and
Paris, this year has been marred by
almost constant rain. In London a
cold rain fell daily for almost three
weeks from the middle of June. The
weather was so chilly that newly ar
rived Americans were compelled to
wear heavy overcoats and wraps
Paris, too, has been rainy and cold,
and shopkeepers and restaurant keep
ers complain bitterly of the effects of
the cold upon their trade.
Thanks to the American invasion
with its train of gold, Parisians have
reason to be fairly glad they are alive
The WATERWAYS .
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-gTANSAS CITY, Kan.—The home
founded by Carry Nation, the Kan-
sas "joint smasher,” in this city as a
refuge for drunkards’ wives, will prob-
ably be closed and the property re-
turned to Mrs. Nation. The reason
Is, there are not enough wives of
drunkards in the largest city of Kan-
sas to warrant the continued opera-
tion of a refuge for them. Mrs. Na-
tion has requested of the Associated
Charities, the organization which is
managing the home, that the proper-
ty be deeded back to her.
The home has accommodations for
40 women but there are no drunkards’
wives in it now. The Associated Char-
ities is using it as a home for unfor-
tunate and homeless women. About
fifteen women now occupy the home.
Peter W. Goebel, president of the
board of directors of the Associated
Charities, admits that the home is a
failure as far as being a place for the
housing of drunkards’ wives.
“That is the ‘distressing’ condition
that exists,” Mr. Goebel said. “There
is no use in denying it. We cannot
find drunkards’ wives to live there
“Mrs. Nation has asked that we re
turn the home to her. The members
of the board of directors differ as to
whether or not this should be done
She has agreed to pay us for what re-
pairs and improvements have been
made at the home and at present the
association needs the money that
would be thus received for other
branches of work. At our next meet-
ing we will finally determine what
stand to take concerning holding or
releasing the property.”
Mrs. Nation secured most of the
$4,000, which she originally paid for
the property, from the sale of the
small souvenir “Carrie A. Nation
hatchets” which she and her friends
i sold for 25 cents.
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The Busy Money Changers of New York
5YAND J CAN'T)
IMPEND ANY UV{A
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’MEW YORK.—Four big banks in
ll the Wall street district of New
York city resemble the great gold
mines of the west in one striking
feature. They have three eight-hour
shifts of toilers, and the work never
stops. One set takes up the routine
where the other leaves off. All night
long, Sundays and holidays, a staff
of men in each of these banks is
busy opening thousands of letters,
.sorting and listing innumerable’ehecks
■ and drafts that represent fabulous
■sums of money, and getting them
ready for the day force, which is the
ionly one the public comes in contact
with or ever hears about. If this
work were not carried on incessantly,
the banks would soon be overwhelmed
with a mountainous accumulation of
detail.
Two shifts—the “scouting force,” as
ithey call themselves—work between
five o'clock in the afternoon and nine
the next morning. Each bank has a
big drawer in the general post office.
Messengers clear this of its letters
every hour all night long. Three thou-
sand letters a day is the average mail
of one of these large banks. Two-
thirds of it comes in during the night.
These letters, in the case of one of
the biggest of these banks, contain
from 35,000 to 40,OUo checks and
drafts. At times these inclosures rep-
resent as much as $30,000,000. Rare-
ly does the total fall below $20,000,000.
The letters are opened as fast as
they are received, the checks are
counted, and the totals verified with
the footings of the lists. The'letters
are then stamped, which shows that
they have been “proven in,” as the
banks call it. After that they are
turned ov^r to the clerks who send
out, (thJ3, formal acknowledgments of
the remittances they contain. The
various checks are assorted accord-
ing to the numbers of the books in
which they are to be entered and
otherwise; the sight drafts are
grouped according to the routes of
the bank’s messengers, and all is made
ready for turning the night’s accumu-
lation over to the day force, so it
may be handled by it as expeditiously
as possible.
Aged Ice Regarded Safe for Health
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PHILADELPHIA.—The Natural Ice
i Association of America, including
dealers in natural ice in Philadelphia,
has begun a “campaign of education”
to-inform the public that aged ice is
free from bacteria.
Bacteria are the little wigglers in
water that get into the insides of peo-
'pie and often give them typhoid', diph-
theria and other diseases. A quart of
water contains a million or two of
these bacteria. Some of them, not all,
are dangerous to health.
But the natural ice men say—and
they produce scientific argument to
support their assertions—that al-
though the bacteria are frozen into
the ice wheiLthe water congeals, they
are killed off so rapidly that in 24
hour 90 per cent, of them are dead,
iand within a few weeks the ice is
sterile—absolutely free from bacterial
life of any kind.
One Philadelphia natural ice dealer
said recently: “Natural ice is cut in
December, January and February.
Seventy per cent, of it is used between
June and September, when it is any-
where from sixteen to twenty weeks
old, and when the bacteria are frozen
in it, and have been without air, mo
tion, warmth and food from four tc
five months.”
A paper recently sent out with the
indorsement of the national body ol
natural ice dealers says:
“The buyer of ice should really be
as anxious to obtain, and the dealer ir
natural ice as quick to advertise, thal
he sells old ice, as the green grocei
is to seek trade on the strength of the
freshness of his tomatoes or peas, and
•the butter and egg man on his new-
laid or freshly made products. Old ice
is pure ice, sterile ice, free from bac-
teria harmful or helpful.”
The business of legislators seems tc
be that of putting new patches upon
the social pants.
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MMp maintain their national inde-
pendence, to assert their com-
mercial supremacy, to resist
^ the encroachment of foreign
powers, the men of Holland
aave endured many wars and achieved
great triumphs. The days of these
stubborn strifes have gone, for Hol-
land no longer has any pre-eminent
greatness to defend, no greedy as-
saults to repel. From centuries of
strenuous effort she has drifted into
a quietly prosperous peace, her peo-
ple well content with the little which
they never lack, and bearing with
them a dignity and air of simple well-
being which are the tokens of their
ancestry. Yet, unconcerned as they
may be with wars and rumors of wars
in the world of men, they are still
called to the daily exercise of the high
courage of their race, for they have
ever at their gates a foe never weary
of attack, and they know well that the
least relaxation of wariness will bring
destruction. The peril of the sea at
all seasons is a thing which no nation
knows as well as Holland knows it.
These men hold their land and bring
it to rich cultivation in the face of
the great natural forces of the world.
Their country lies below sea-level, and
is preserved from ruin by great em-
bankments thrown up round the coast
and a vast system of canals which
make a veritable network of the land.
Herein lies the secret of the Dutch-
man’s greatness of character. He has
had no opportunity of becoming en-
feebled by security. The unceasing
conflict with the sea has become knit
up into the very fibers of the national
spirit, and has given to it a strain
of silent self-reliance that could have
been born of no other cause. Silent—
for this warfare is not as the warfare
of man with man, accompanied by the
clash of arms and blare of trumpets—
it is carried on from year to year in
grim quietness against an enemy that
may be repulsed but that can never
be destroyed. It was by no mere
chance that the country’s hero was
William the Silent.
The Dutch landscape reflects the
national character in a singularly
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What the Camera Saw.
Dr. Francis Clark tells an interesting
story of a youth living in Maine who
was out in the woods, one day during
his vacation with a camera taking
photographs of attractive bits of scen-
ery. He came upon the mouth of a lit-
tle cavern between the rocks, and he
said to himself: “I will see what sort
of a picture I can get out of that cave,”
and as it was a dark day he decided to
take a “time exposure” instead of a
“snap-shot.” Steadying the camera
upon his knee as well as he could at
the edge of the cave, he gave the sen-
sitive plate a long, deliberate look at
the semidarkness within. Then he
continued his tramp through the
woods, and after a few hours returned
to his camp.
Several weeks afterward, when de-
veloping his plates, you can imagine
his astonishment to see in the picture,
In the very center of the cavern, with
arched back and bristling fur, and
within springing distance of the spot
where he had balanced his camera, a
huge Canada lynx, that might easily
have torn his eyes out or destroyed
his life. And yet he came and went
wM/y/asD imacf or nr c/ty“
J vivid manner. Narrow roads set with
small red bricks, trimly ordered gar-
dens, the little carts drawn by dogs,
the cottages with their little rows of
burnished copper anu brass pans and
bowls set outside to sweeten in the
sun, the poles erected to attract the
storks at nesting time, the miniature
windmills for domestic use, the people
themselves in their bright blouses and
aprons and white sabots, the scrupu-
lous tidiness that prevails everywhere,
all combine to make up the impres-
sion of a toy country where everything
is well ordered and mellow. Nowhere
is the traveler brought up in sudden
and breathless wonder before any
gorgeous spectacle, nowhere awed by
any sense of feverish activity. Deso-
lation and grandeur are alike absent.
A beggar is hardly ever seen, a ruin
navei-. The absence of these and of
all pomp of riches makes one forget-
ful of the inequality of things. And
then in the midst of all this pretty
unconcern is the everlasting symbol
of the Dutchman’s strength—the sails.
There is nothing small about these.
They are liberal and workmanlike,
full of dignity. Greedy for every
Dreath of wind, they bear the heavily
laden barges, beautiful from water-line
to masthead, down the great canals
from sea to sea. They move with a
measured dignity which deepens the
sense of calm which ds over the whole
landscape, and adds to it strength and
nobility of character. Everything that
the Hollander does under the spell of
the waters is infox*med by a large and
generous spirit of power and fitness.
If he has' to build a house, he at-
tempts to achieve beauty, and be-
comes ornate and wholly undisting-
uished; but when he turns his hand
to the great windmills which girt the
sides of his canals, he works by in-
stinct rather than by design, and
shows himself to be possessed of a
feeling for proportion and line which
is impeccable.
It Is this innate suggestion of beau-
ty and rightness in the canal life of
the country that gives to the wonder-
ful calm of the landscape Its crown-
ing glory. Flat pastures sweep out
on all sides to a far horizon where
lines and colors stand out with singu-
lar clearness and brilliance. Sleek
black and white cattle are confined
to their rightful meadows by smaller
canals which serve as hedges, for the
people have put their- mastery over
the water to practical uses at every
turn. We are shaded by tall trees
that are set, along either side of the
road,, and we know that we are in a
land of peace, where hurry and clamor
would be unseemly. And yet in all
this benign quietude there is nothing
lethargic, for always with us are the
great canals with their procession of
life, quiet and slow, but resolute and
unyielding. For variety and richness
the English landscape is unapproach-
able, yet in this thing a contrast Is
not uninteresting. As We go through
our highways and lanes and wood-
lands we shall find all the beauty and
peace, but the one thing that we shall
often miss is movement and life which
and saw no signs
tian Herald.
of danger.—Chrls-
Harvesting the Straw Hat Crop.
The greater part of the straw em-
ployed for making summer hats comes
from Italy, says Harper’s Weekly. To
obtain a suitable straw for this pur-
pose the wheat is sown as thickly as
possible/-irTorder”that the~growth~of
the plant may be impoverished, as
well as to produce a thin stalk.
The Italian wheat blooms at the be-
ginning of June, and Is pulled up by
hand, when the grain is half devel-
oped. Should it be allowed to remain
in the ground a longer time, the straw
would become too brittle for the pur-
pose.
Uprooted straws, to the number of
about five dozen, the size of the com-
pass of the two hands, are firmly -tied
together in little sheaves and stowed
away in barns. After that the straw
is again spread out to catch the heavy
summer dews and to bleach in the
sun. When the product has been suf-
ficiently bleached, it is put into small
bundles and classified.
Is wholly in tune with the surrouna-
ings and is, so to speak, essential
to the life of the nation as a whole.
Trains may be this last, but they de-
stroy the calm instead of emphasizing
it. Motorcars are both discordant
and inessential. Even the pleasurei
boats on a river lend a suggestion of I
artificiality. A team on the plough-
lands, a shepherd folding his sheep, a
field of haymakers or reapers, only in
these do we find the life that is in
exact accord with the scene, and these
we can only find at intervals. In:
Holland, on the other hand, in places)
the most remote from cities and the^
sound of markets and commerce, wei
find always the feeling of seclusion'
and restfulness heightened and;
touched to a sense of vitality by the
canals and their fcull-sailed barges.
These canais triumphantly redeem
the physical characteristics of the
country from the charge of dullness.
Holland in its general features is un-
deniably quaint, but quaintness has a:
charm which is not enduring. After
a while we begin to tire of the square-
ness and orderliness, and to look upon;
what appeared to be individuality at:
first as eccentricity. We grow a little
uncomfortable in the land of Lilliput,:
and fret for change and some patch
of wildness. But of the canals we:
never weary, for in them we see the
expression of a nation’s character
molded through centuries of stirring1
and honorable history. We remember
the Dutch proverb: “God made the
sea, we made the shore,” and we feelv
that these waterways are not only
beautiful and charged with color and;
atmosphere, but symbolical of a peo-
ple’s greatness.
The Dutch painters, through whom
the national genius has found its most
forcible and enduring expression, have
realized very completely this strange
blend of calm and strength. To look
at one of their portrait groups of, say,'
a body of hospital governors, is to
understand at once that these men
conducted their business thoroughly,
and "well, but scornful of undignified
haste, and for untroubled repose Van
der Meer’s picture of Delft in the gal-
lery at The Hague could not well be
surpassed. In the great Dutch paint-
ings we do not find the tranquillity of
the open places and luxuriant haunts
of nature, but the deep calm of strong
life, sober and not highly imaginative,
but entirely satisfying in its degree.
The rise and fall of nations is a
phenomenon still unaccounted for and
constantly recurring. We know that
Rome step by step rose to a splendor
the glory of which is immortal, but
we cannot grasp the secret of’ this
splendor’s decay or of the decline of
the other great civilizations of the
world. We can but accept the fact,
and winder at the ruined and yet
noble monuments of their greatness
that still stand as at once a memory
and an inspiration. When the time
comes that the peoples of western
Europe have also passed into the
shadow of dead glories, we too shall
leave something of our works to bear
witness to a greatness that has gone.
But Holland will be but a recorded
history to the new nations of far-off
ages. The sea will have prevailed,
and the great canals, which are as
truly the essential expression of a res-
olute and heroic people as are the
palaces of Venice or the Acropolis of
the Greeks, will have perished and
will bear no testimony.
JOHN DRINKWATER.
Japanese Garden.
One of the famous garden de-
signfers of old Japan, Soami, once
said that the ideal garden should,
express “the sweet solitude of a
landscape clouded by moonlight
with a half gloom between the
trees.” Riklu, another old-timer and
authority bn gardening, wanted his
garden to be to him “the lonely pre-
cincts of a secluded mountain shrine
with the red leaves of autumn scat-
tered around.” The Japanese garden
can reach perfection on any scale,
even the smallest. This is shown in a
tiny garden laid out in minute perfec-
tion with sand, pebbles, moss and
twigs in a saucer.
Tailor-Mades of Etamine.
Drecoll and others of equal import-
ance are using bure—a sort of closely-
woven etamine, line-striped sparsely
with white—for their practical tailor
suits, trimming them with narrow
bands cut lengthwise of the material,
so that they have a stripe on each
edge.
Not Built for Bathing.
“I don’t see how you can love a
man who goes around all the time in
auto goggles.”
“He looks better that way than in
a bathing suit.”—Louisville Courier-
Journal.
Dangerous.
“Parlor matches,” remarked the
thoughtful thinker, “cause a good
many fires.”
“Yes,” rejoined the casual observer,
“and a lot more divorces.”
Not Hungry.
“How do you like this oatmeal
soap?” inquired the barber.
“Seems nourishing,” replied the cus-
tomer, “but I’ve had my breakfast.’*
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Vernor, J. E. The Lampasas Daily Leader. (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 7, No. 2040, Ed. 1 Tuesday, October 4, 1910, newspaper, October 4, 1910; Lampasas, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth905531/m1/2/: accessed July 6, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Lampasas Public Library.