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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1903-11-22
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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1903-11-22

Qoro 2onsbale in 8erltn.
Berlin, q. Nppember. = 2pr0
2ongbale trdf beute in potsbam Elm
unb piro Der 9uit bes Raifers fein.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

A little experimenting will show how
large the rectangular sheet ought to
be in order to make a cylinder of the
correct size. When cardboard has been
painted with oil color it is absolutely
waterproof.
Figure 8 is a solid block of cork or
wood which just fits into the vase. A
small plant of any sort and a piece
of brigthly-colored cloth complete the
paraphernalia.
Fill the vase about half full of water
and place the wooden float Figure 81
on the water. Then place the plant
on the float.
Fill the inside cylinder of the cap
with earth and place the cap on the
vase. This will, of course, force the
plant down into the vase, and force
the float. down into the water. Cap
and vase must, of course. be of the
same color, preferably black.
The vase is now ready to be viewed
by the spectators. To all appearances
it will be merely a vase filled with
earth. After a few appropriate words,
plant a seed in the earth and then
place the cloth over the vase. while
you are apparently arranging the
cloth, your hands must be slipped un-
derneath the cloth and so hidden from
the spectators. Remove the cap from
the vase and place il beside the vase
where the cloth will hide it.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

tol board painted with white lead or
with almost any oil color. The vase
must be painted in order that it may
hold water, and II should be about one
foot long and five or six inches wide.
1t will do no harm if it is larger than
than the dimensions here given, but
with a smaller vase the trick will not
be effective.
Figure shows a cap made to fit
over the top of the vase. The draw
ing presents it as if il were split down
the middle. so that ii may be seen
that the cap really consists of two
cylinders of cardboard fastened to-
eether at the top. The outside cylin-
der fits over the outside of the vase;
the inside cylinder fits into the vase.
These cylinders are so short that they
go only a little way into the vase.
The drawing shows the scale of size
IS compared with the vase.
The inside cylinder has bottom
made of cardboard. A dotted line at
the bottom of the inside cylinder in
dicates the position of the bottom.
In order to make a cylinder of card
board it is only necessary to bend two
edges of a rectangular sheet of card
board together and sew them in place.
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

I head down on the desk SO as to laugh
| harder
But he forgot to turn off the ma
|, chinery.
There was one old rip-roaring rip,
| a zing-zong and in minute that nice
desk was fit only for kindling wood.
the revolving ears sending sawdust
and shavings all over the room.
When Zeke realized what he had
done he leaped from his seat and
started for the door. Very unfortu-
ed into 1t.
The left ear touched the wooden pam
els. Another zip-zong zip-Z-o-n-g fol-
lowed, the door flew into splinters, and
out went the youngster, closely follow
ed down the steps by the aged school,
master and all the pupils. Zeke was
frightened and squeezed his nose so
hard that it hurt, but the fearful buzz
ling continued.
The gate was closed, but the two
saw-ears made quick work of it. He
dashed into an old oak tree and it
didn't take the ears two seconds to
cut Ii down. 1t fell with a mighty
crash and buried under it's leaves and
limbs the scholars and the teacher.
Zeke stood still for a moment and
started across the street just in time to
bump into the delivery wagon of Gro
Ger Brown.
A dull roaring sound was heard above
the shouts of the grocer, followed by
that awful rip-roaring zip-zing-z-o-n-g,
and the wagon wasn't worth 30 cents
forever afterwards.
The ears were growing bigger and
bigger and the buzzing louder and
louder and zeke made a bee-iine for
home and mother.
1t would take hundreds of lords to
tell of the many things which those re-
markahle ears chewed up.
Twenty-seven wooden articles were
more or less damaged. the entire town
was In an uproar, and at last the boy
reached the front door of his home.
He did not stop to open the door, for
he had learned that everything made
way for him, and, besides, he was In
a hurry to tell his mother all about it.
Somehow or other he failed to turn
his head so the ears could get In their
work, and quite naturally he bumped
his ticklish nose into the hard oak.
1t was a terrible bump.
Zeke saw enough new stars to make
him the greatest astronomer ever
known. His head bounded back, stop
ped with a jerk, there was one mighty
rumble, humble, buzz, something SEEM
ed to be tearing his head wide open,
last whirl, and the human saw mill was
no more,
Tenderly they picked the poor boy
from the steps and placed him in a bed
with a snow-white sheet. and at last
he slept. When he awolxe his ears were
just as they should have been. Time
and again he pinched his nose but no
bumbling or buzzing was ever heard
again-and everybody wondered.
To this day no one knows the cause
OF all the trouble.
This Is a true story about a real.
live boy. II any person doubts IL and
will take the trouble to go to Zekes-
Vile the people win be only too glad
to point out the school house and the
stump Of the oak tree which the ears
sawed in something less than five Sec
onds.
(To be continued
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

and this morning he happened to meet
Zeke on the street.
Tom didn't waste time by talking.
He strutted boldly up to Zeke and
grabbed him by an ear. Zeke screwed
his face in seventeen different direc-
tions before his nose began to tickle,
and with that tickling a great idea
entered his brain.
We'll, kid" and Tom took a fresh
and firrner grip, how would you like
to have me twist this ear all the way
OFF,
IF you'll hold on to it until 1 ask
you to let go. I'll give you my new
pony" replied Zeke.
"Haw! haw!" laughed the bully;
you needn't be afraid of my lettin'
go for some time. l guess I'll hang
on till we get t the school house.
always did like to see you squirm-"
Il guess you'd better guess again."
giggled Zeke. as he reached up and
pinched his own nose.
Without any hesitation the buzzing
began and in a second the bully was
bowling like a dog that had been run
over by COW. His hand was bleed
ing, and he danced around as If a
dozen of the latest and hardest work.
ling hornets in the state had crawled
down his back and were making up
lot lOSJ Tune.
Zeke couldn't help laughing, at
which Tom gave him swat" on the
ear. AS this happened while the ears
were buzzing, Tom was wounded
again. His eyes opened their widest.
He looked at Zeke, gave a howl of
frightened pain, and went down the
street as if whole tribe of savages
was at his heels.
Zeke closed down his private saw
mill, and with light and happy heart
passed to school, where the ears were
soon forgotten. and might never have
worked again had not old Professor
Rogers started trouble. This teacher
always made il point to clutch Zeke
by the ear at least once a day, and
wien he happened to miss doing so
the other pupils thought they were be-
ing cheated.
Zeke was studying when he saw the
professors shadow, and, knowing his
ears were to be pulled, turned on the
power by a nose pinch, doing so just
as he saw the teachers hand reaching
out. The master made a quick grab,
but he let go quicker than ever before
and began to yell.
The pupils laughed and snickered.
while Professor Rogers glared at the
boy. Zeke was so tickled he laid his
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

lengthens and lengthens until it is lost
to view in the sky and then climbs up
the rope until he, too, is lost to sight,
is a creation of the imagination. No
European ever witnessed such a feat.
The Hindoos, with their love of the
mystical, appear to have absolute faith
in this trick, and tell of hearing ac-
counts from other people who have
seen 1t: but no one has ever been
known to give an account of it at first
hand.
Growing a plant" that is. making
a seed develop into a shrub within
a few moments, may, at first sight, APP
pear almost as incredible as the rope
trick, but growing a plant" is, in real
ity, very simple trick, and with II
little preparation almost any one can
accomplish it successfully.
The Hindoo magician does not, as
is generally supposed, actually make
the plant grow before the eyes of the
spectators. He shows the plant at
different stages in its growth. In re-
atty, what he shows are several plants,
each one a little more developed than
the one preceding it. The spectators
are allowed to look for a moment at
the plant; then the tent which covers
the plant is closed. After an interval
the tent is opened again and the on
lockers see what appears to be the
same plant, grown to a size which
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26
PIRATES OF TODAY
R0vers of the Sea Who Make the
Ocean PerilOus for Big
Steamships.
BY H. IRVING KING.

Probably every boy at some time in
his life has imagined that he would like
to be a pirate-a pirate of the old
school, sailing the seas with the Jolly
Roger flying overhead-capturing
treasure-laden ships Of Spain and go
ing off to his island lair. set in tropic
seas, to revel and prepare for fresh
expeditions.
The pirates of the Old school have
vanished quite away. Capts. Kidd and
Ned Low, Bluebeard and Blackboard,
have become as shadows, leaving only
an exhilarating sense of freedom and
action, gold and gems, wide blue seas
and irresponsible power behind them.
But piracy itself has by no means
disappeared from the face of the wa
tiers. Although the pirates flag, with
skull and cross-bones, is seen no more,
the pirate craft still turks in sleepy
tropical lagoons, ready to slip out and
pounce upon defenseless merchantmen,
or steal around tropic islands to fall
upon its prey.
The modern pirate is by no means
picturesque. He is simply a sWarthy,
bloody murderer and robber, hot as
respectable as a bank burglar, or any
more to be admired than the ordinary
murderer of the slums. The old pirates
were robbers and murderers, too, but
time, their great daring, and the fancy
clothes they wore, have cast q glamor
over them and their deeds which will
attach never TO the pirates Of the mod
ern seas.
The principal field for pirates to-day
is in the Indian ocean and the China
seas. So common Is piracy out there
that the "P. and o." steamers, the
French Messagerles Maritimes, and
other lines plying TO the shores and
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26
BY HARRY BANTER MASON.

Just to glance at Zeke Higgins no
one would ever suppose that he was
other than an ordinary boy, bright
full of life and giggles, and about as
good and bad as most other young
sters of his size and age. But there
were strange and creepy things about
him, although his parents never even
suspected the truth, nor did Zeke,
until on one morning long remembered
in the village of Zekeville, he awoke
with the funniest kind of a buzzing in
his head.
his skull, and that something was for
all the world like a bushel OF humble
bees-and mighty big bees at that
with each and every blessed bee buzz
ing and bumbling as if trying to bore
a hole all the way through the bones.
Zeke listened for moment and his
dark blue eyes popped out almost far
enough for him to see rafting dog
fight around the next corner.
We'll, I'll be jiggered." said he, this
being his mode of showing great
establishment.
With that he gave a quick jump out
of bed and never did boy get into
his clothes in less time than did he on
that remarkable day. In his excite
ment the youngster actually tried to
comb his hair without being ordered
to do so.
But he didn't do much brushing or
combing. AS he brought the brush
down ON the straggly hairs the handle
of the instrument of torture slipped
through his hand like a creased pig
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

at country fair and flew clear across
the room.
well. I'll be jiggered," and he
stared around in great surprise.
Whats the matter with that brush
Gee, how my head does buzz"
He carefully fished the brush from
a drawer into which it had dropped
and made another attempt to run 1t
over his hair. His efforts were fol-
lowed by a ripping noise, the brush
was knocked out of his hand aud
smashed 37-cent pane of glass Zeke
was too much astonished to say any
thing about being iggered, and with
a great deal of solemnity he picked
up the brush.
Taking a firm grip with both hands
he carefully drew 1t down the side OF
bis head toward his right ear.
There was a swapping sound. fol-
lowed by zip-zip-zing-zong and all
was quiet.
Then Zeke looked at the brush and
jumped nearly to the ceiling. 1t was
cut straight across as If 1t had gone
through a saw mill. The youngster
was so surprised he dropped the piece
he held and put his hand to his ear.
With howl the hand was drawn back
and on the thumb was a deep and
ragged cut from which blood was
flowing.
Sticking the dripping thumb in his
mouth, Zeke danced around like red
Indian doing a snake-ghost cake-walk
or dance, or something of that kind.
Then he looked into the mirror.
There were his two big ears going
around and around like two wheels
and as he could still feel the rumbling
and bumbling he stood for time,
his eyes filled with terror and his
~ dnWn in his we'll
worn shoes.
WELL" and he heaved big sigh,
"I'll be jiggered If 1 haven't turned
into a saw mill"
In his perplexity he pinched his
nose. At once the bumbling and buzz
zing began to cease, grew fainter
and fainter, the ears slowed down like
brakes set, there was a tiny click. and
the whole thing came to 4 standstill.
Once more he said he'd be jiggered,
but Just then he made the horrible
discovery that, although his ears no
longer revolved, they had stopped
wrong side UP. In his per2lexity he
pinehed his nose again--and away
went the ears and the buzzing.
BY this time Zeke thought he knew
a good deal about the machine, so he
gave the tip of his nose another pinch
and the cars slowed up, this time
stopping crosswise. He knew this
would never do, so another pinch
started the works, another stopped
them. 1t took good deal of practice
TO get them to stop precisely where
they belonged, but it was done at last,
and he went down to breakfast so full
of thoughts that he used salt instead
of sugar on his oatmeal, and didn't
know it until he had eaten half CT
IT..
With his mind full of strange ideas
he finally started for school. He had
made a wonderful discovery. but
didn't know what to do with IT, I'm
fortunately another chap, Tommy
Stringer, settled the matter. for time
at least.
Tom was the bully of the town,
and his greatest joy was to pull the
ears of the smaller boys. He just
dotted on hearing smaller boys squeal,
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

he AK eff he can't do sump'n fer ter
"Why, bees die when they sting
anything" said Buster John, II heard
Grandfather say so"
well an good" replied Drusilla,
with triumphant toss of her head.
you hear me taIkin' ez hard ez I kin;
now, den, listn at me whites 1 tells
de tale-ef you kin call it a tale.
Wharbouts wuz II"
Where Brother Rabbit was asking
Mr.. Bee if he couldn't do something
to help him." says Sweetest Susan.
We'll den," remarked Drusilla,
when Brer Rabbit ak i'm dat, Mr..
Bee say he mighty much erbieeged.
He hate nightly fer ter poster Brer
Rabbit, he say, but eff he'll be so good
ez ter take i'm back fer de big poplar,
whar he live at, he'll be mo dan thank
full. So Mr. Bee say, an no sooner do
he say it, dan Brer Rabbit helt out de
poplar leaf what got de sweetgum on
it, an Mr.. Bee crawled on it. Den,
after Mr.. Bee tell i'm which way ter
go, Brer Rabbit went wild a hop, skip
an jump, an dough de big tree whar
Mr. Bee live at wuz mighty fur
ways, 'twant long 70 dey got dar.
de door err Mr.. Bees house want
so might fur fun de groun,' an when
his family hear some un knockin' dar,
dey swarm out fer ter see what de
trouble wuz, an no sooner is dey come
out, dan dey see Brer Rabbit wild de
sick Bee, an whiles de WIZ mighty
sorry fer ter see one err der family in
a bad way, dey wuz mighty glad ter
know dat Brer Rabbit wuz good huff
fer ter fetch i'm home; an dey say
dey amt nothin' in der house too
good fer i'm.
"Brer Rabbit thank UNI kindly, an
say he amt done no mo- dan what he'd
speck some us ter do fer him-not dat
he spected any an everybody ter do
it, kaze dar wuz Brer Fox what had
been er pursuin on after him an his
family sence de year One. Den all
de bees, der sister an der brers. say
dat dey wish deyd er know'd it long
TO dis, kaze dey' "a made it hot fer
Brer Fox.
'Brer Rabbit say dey may have a
visit fun Brer Fox dat ve'y day er de
day after, kaze he done hear Brer Fox
say dat he know whar dey wuz bee
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

tree burn him, but 'twant no burn;
'twuz des bee, an a mighty little un
at dat-one er deze yer kind what
wars black striped britches.
Brer Rabbit say, What you want
ter stob me wild yo' knife der?' Mr..
Zee low, What you mash me fer?'
Brer Rabbit say he amt see de Bee
tell after he got stobbed. Mr.. Bee
low, You sees me now, don't you p
Brer Rabbit say, L feels you lots
wdss dan / sees you. Wny'nt you
boiler 10 you iab me wild yo' knife? p
Mr.. Bee say, How kin anybody hol-
Ter when dey git de bref knock out'n
UNI? You got heels an l got wings,
but when l gifts a load err good-goody,
| can't use my wings so free. an den
I'm bleeze ter pull out my knife
"Brer Rabbit han hurt him so bad
whar he got stung at, an he make so
much fuss about it, dat Mr.. Bee toll
i'm he kin kyo it by putin some year.
wax on it, an sho huff de stinged
place quit hurtin' when Brer Rabbit
creased it wild some wax out'n his
year. Den he got him a great big
chaw er sweet gum, huff fer ter last
i'm week, an he got a whole lot
mo- an put it on big poplar leaf an
say he gwinter take it ter his OF oman
an de chillun.
"All dis time de Bee wuz settin'
right whar he wuz when Brer Rabbit
hurt i'm. Brer Rabbit say, 'Heyo
amt you gone YETI an Mr.. Bee say
he feelin so bad an weak dat he dun
ner whe'r he On git home er not.
Brer Rabbit low he mighty sorry, an
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

islands of the infested seas expressly
stipulate in their bills of lading that
they are not responsible for pillage
and piracy"
Only the other day pirate junk sank
a French merchant ship in Chinese wa
tiers, and French man-o'-war caught
and sank pirate in the Pacific.
Not long ago some Chinese pirates
captured a steam launch and heavily
laden lighter almost within sight of a
British gunboat. The ,gunboat-H. M.
ship Sandpiper-was conveying the
launch and her tow along the coast
when the man-o'-war stuck on sand
bar. A fleet of pirate vessels had been
lowering in the distance, watching for
an opportunity to attack the launch.
and as soon as the gunboat struck they
came swoopipg down like a flock of
evil birds of prey.
The launch was some distance be-
hind the gunboat, and was concealed
from her sight by a projection of land
The pirates swarmed aboard the
launch and when the pilot offered re-
sstance they killed him and threw him
to the sharkes. The supercargO, beg
ging for his life, was bound and
thrown into the cockpit of the launch
who offered no resistance and so were
spared.
The launch and lighter were looted
and the valuable cargo which they had
on board was transferred quickly to
pirate junks. which then hoisted their
great, creaking sails again-those
funny sails like butterfly wings with
bamboo yards-and were Off for the
open sea
When the. Sandpiper finally got off
the bar and steamed down to the
pillaged launch. not a sail was to be
seen on all the broad expanse of wa
ters.
A well-known case of modern pi-
racy on a big scale, was the capture
of the steamship Namoa a few years
ago.. She was a good-sized liner, and
was on her way from ports on the
Malay Peninsula to Hong Kong with
a valuable cargo and 255 passengers,
FIVE of whom were Europeans and the
rest Chinese. Among the Chinese
passengers were several rich mer-
chants returning to their homes with
fortunes which they had accumulated
IN the Straits Settleme nts.
OF this latter fact the pirates who
The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26

you call it dat fer? 'Tain't no title;
it's des plain eve'y day tale"
"Oh, do tell it, Drusilla!" cried
Sweetest Susan. "I've heard you tel
it once, but have forgotten it,"
Dat amt sayin' much fer de tale, .
responded Drusilla. "Taint much, but
it's better dan dem what you-all been
tellin'." Thereupon Drusilla began to
pick her finger nails, sure sign OF
embarrassment. Presently she began
and told the story of
BROTHER RABBIT AND THE
BEE.
'Dey wuz time when Brer Rabbit
had a mighty habit er chewin' sweet
gum. Day in an day out, no matter
whar you seed him, his jaw would De
a workin', an 'twan't no cud dat he
had; it wuz DIES plain sweetgum- Ell
he fail ter I'm it fresh ter his han he'd
bark de fust sweetgum tree he come
ter an den go back dar in day er
two, an git de truck what ooze out
at de place whar he gnyawed de park
off He done dis so much dat all ms
family, an der families after en-
down ter dis day an time done got IN
de habits err workin' der jaws an
barkin' most eve'y tree dey come ter
Dey don fergit all bout de sweetgum,
yit dat ain't bender UNI from worKih
der jaws an barkin' trees.
well, one day, whites Brer Rabbit
wuz takin walk in de woods Ter Ter
git de fresh air, he run cross great
big sweetgum tree. Some un mao
strip de bark fun one side, an 1t wuz
fair reekin wild sweetgum-not de yell
Ter sort dat burns yo' moufa but de
white kind dat tas'es good' When
Brer Rabbit see all dis, he make up
his min dat he'll git his fill er sweet
gum, an take some ter de oil oman
an de chillun.
"Brer Rabbit feel so good, he did
dat he took off his hat an sot it on
one side er his head, an strut up ter
de sweetgum tree, an'srap on de bark
like he knockin' at de door. He start
ter say, 'Howdy. everybody but befo'
he kin git de words outn mas mouf,
he jerk his han way fun de tree, an
fetched a squall dat mought er been
heard a mile. He done das like de