The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1905-07-08
Anthropy Plant

Az he explained it to Teddy after
wards it looked enthusiastically like a
cross between q hall of fame, and q
temple of peace in front, while around
at the rear 1t had all the unitarian
features Of a first class rolling mill.
intellectually" said the Iron Pig,
an he pointed out the various features
of interest in the superb building, this
is what you might call the YANKEE re
uaissance. It's a little Of everything
mixed in together, like American cnar-
acter, and rear and front 1t may be
said to represent my own personal de-
yelopment from a humble worker at
the forge into a sheer anthrOpist. Back
of me is my career as tOiler, hence
the plainness Of my rear elevation.
Before me is my career as an anthrop-
list. Back of me is my career as the
Hall of Fame and the Temple or
Peace. Observe the notices, my child.
At the left, inscribed on a marble RI
band, are the wohrds, Pitts Vobiscum';
on the right, similarly engraved. you
will see the legend, The Pen Is
Nightier Than the Sword The first
was my motto in the past, and referred
to the steel business. The second is my
motto Of the present, and Is yelled
allusion to the supercession of my IL
brary enterprises to those of building
ships, cannon balls and other destruc-
tive engines of conflict. Rather neat,
eh?"
Very" said Jimmieboy. How do
you think of all these grand fdeas"
"Oh, it's due to a lifelong habit OF
intense reflection" said the Iron Pig.
1.-THE cultivation of philosopnic
mind, my boy. in youth brings much
Joy and many honors into ones de-
clining years"
"Ho!" said Jimmieboy. Declining
years-you? Not yet, I guess"
We'll, never declined anything
yet" said the Iron Pig, but you can
never tell. l may begin at any time,
Just for the novelty Of it, perhaps"
And then Jimmieboy was ushered
into the Library Department of the
Anthropy Plant: and, dear me, what
a busy spot it was A long workroom,
extending the whole width Of the
building hung with pictures of Long
fellow, Tennyson, Byron, Gibbon, Car
lyle, and a thousand others, was the
gathering place Of twelve hundred Ste
nographers, each busily engaged in
tapping out letters by the hundreds.
At the far end was a long sluiceway,
made of boards, running from struc-
ture that looked like a grain elevator,
down which poured an endless stream
Of letters, all Of which had to be open
ed and read.
Those are the applications" said
the Iron Pig, with chuckle. Sixty
carloads a day."
Applications for what?" asked Jim
mieboy.
Libraries" said the Iron Pig. when
they arrive at the Pigsburg postoff1ce
they are shunted down to a special tube
into large open coal car. This car,
when filed, is run along a private sid
ing l have had built to the letter ele-
vator. The contents are hoisted by
means of an endless pail chain to the
top of the elevator, where they are
dumped into a huge receiving tank.
whence they are fed to the sluiceway.
They slide down this into the hands of
my chief distributor, who sends them
according to their tenor to my apprO-
propriate secretary.
many carloads a day, did you say?"
'Oh, about 60, some times more and
sometimes less" said the Iron Pig.
Let's asker. Mr.. Murgatroyd, how
many car loads today?"
"Sixty-three, so far" replied the
chief distributor. Running mostly to
heroes. this mail. sir"
Just hand me one Of the letters so
that Mr.. Jimmieboy can see a speci-
men," said the Iron Pig.
Very good. SIR" replied Mr.. Murga-
trOyd, and a moment later a letter was
placed in Jimieboy's hands. 1t read as
follows:
"Horokus, Conn.,, June 80, 1905.
Dear Sir:-I am a young boy, II
years of age, energetic. sober and in
dustriOus, the only support Of an aged
mother and seven small brothers. /
find myself temporarily short Of funds,
NUT don't ask you for money. If
you send me small library, worth,
say. $4,000, can sell it for $4,000, and
thus relieve my pressing necessities.
Yours respectfully,
JOHN H. WOBBLETON."
Jimmieboy laughed.
Ahu "hde HdppeuS W tnlS !. ne
asked.
This is referred to the hero fun"
said Mr.. Murgatroyd. ut takes an iron
nerve to make a request like that. If
the committee on heroes passes favor
ably on the application he will get what
1s-ahem-cOming to him.
How many libraries today, Murga-
troyd?" asked the Iron Pig.
-Four hundred and thirty-seven
common, three hundred and twenty
three preferred. and seventeen first
mortgages" said Murgatroyd. Bust
ness Is running little slack
The Iron Pig turned and beamed on
Jimmieboy.
"Ah. my lad. there's no happiness in
the world like distributing the product
OF the pen among a people thirsting to
be full. Now. let US go upstairs to the
Hero Department. l am sure you will
enjoy that"
1 am sure L SHALL" said Jimmieboy.
IN real delight. Il love heroes, AS
I've said to Teddy many a time. give
me fighter"
"Hom-ho!" said the Iron PIG. with
dubious shake of his head Not the
same. No. sir. My idea Of a hero is