The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-06-20

l Indeed, although two or three of my
 men were almost dead from the lack of I food, by the time we reached the near est settlement really suffered very lit- tie.
 1 The only unpleasant sensations can recall were occasional bad head 1 aches, slight pains in the stomach and
 now and then a feeling of faint ness: At 1 other times felt exceptionally strong. although had eaten hardly a scrap of
 food for days.
 If I were to judge Of my own feel 1 ings I should say that the agOnies of starvation are much exaggerated. But l the sufferings of my men were terrible
 enough. I asked one of them how he ] felt when he was lying on the ground ] one evening, too weak to move.
 Boss he replied. me full of devils clawin' at me inside
 T gave the poor wretch a little bran dy, but he declared it made him feel
 worse.
 T did not find that hunger in any
 way affected my mental powers. On the contrary. it seemed to improve
 them. was able to take the keenest interest in my scientific work.
 Possibly the fact that I had some
 thing to occupy my mind saved me
 from suffering as the other did. They
 poor wretehes. had nothing to do but to think of food. I believe that was why
 they suffered so keenly." Rudyard kipling has experienced that
 form of starvation which is most com mon in great centers of population
 living for weeks and months at time
 on an insufficient. amount of food. He had admitted that he tried it for the
 sake of experience, and in 'The Light
 That Failed he has described his feel
 ings.
 Tt is not easy" writes Mir Kipling.
 flor man of catholic tastes and healthy appetites to exist for twenty
 four days on fifty shillings. Nor is it cheering to begin the experiment alone
 in all the loneliness of London.
 Dick paid seven shillings a week for
 his lodging. which left him rather less
 than shilling day for food and
 drink Half days investigation and
 comparison brought him to the conclu- sion that sausages and mashed pota-
 toes, twopence plate, were the best food.
 Now, sausages once or twice a week for breakfast are not unpleasant As
 lunch, even with mashed potatoes, they
 become monotonous. As dinner they are impertinent. At the end of three
 days Dick lotthed sausages, and. going forth, pawned his watch to revel on sheep's head, which is not as cheap as it looks, owing to the bones and the l gravy.
 Then he returned to sausages and 1 mashed potatoes. Then he confined
 himself entirely to mashed potatoes for
 a day, and was unhappy because of
 pain in his inside. Then he pawned his overcoat and his tie, and thought re-
 gretfully of money thrown away in times past.
 There are few things more edifying
 unto art than the actual belly-pinch of | hunger, and Dick, in his few walks abroad-he did not care for exercise; it raised desires that could not be satis- fied--found himself dividing mankind into two classes-those who looked as
 if they might give him something to eat and those who looked otherwise. ..I never knew what I had to learn l about the human face, he thought; and l as a reward for his humility Providence 1 caused a cab driver at a sausage shop I where Dick fed that night to leave half eaten great chunk of bread. Dick took it-would have fought all the | world for it's possession-and it cheered | him.
 "The month dragged through at last, | and, nearly prancing with impatience, | he went to draw his money."-New York Sun.