The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-05-27

In the city, life is money; but you'd
chanse your golden state
FOR your love song to your Honey Dy a
honeysuckle Eatei
Give, your stormy city towers for the dear
For day off with the flowers wadin' in
Atlanta Constitution.
Drama OF a Panic.
March IA, the day of the worst panic
I Wan street has known in years, saw
many strange sights among the men
/ who play the speculation game. Mo-
| where did excitement run higher than
| in the financial colony at the Waldorf.
Throughout the afternoon the safes and
corridors of the Waldorf had rever-
berated with the echoes of financial
crash, which has gone down in the
annals of 1.-The uptown Wall street"
marked with big, bad red letter
| There had been a mighty, sickening
scare. The bottom of the market had
slid off so quickly. easily, inexcusably.
that the gamblers, big and little, swore
| it had gone forever Their nerve went
with it. They were left floating in the
air with not a single prop under them.
Men did strange things from o'clock
on that day-and didn't know it. They
walled and cursed and kicked. They
made hyena faces at each other and
blew smoke in each others eyes-all
unconsciously. They hurried hither and
thither and back again, wrote tele-
grams and tore them up, gave orders to
walters and countermanded them, call
ed pages and discharged them, pulled
their mustaches till they smarted down
to the very roots.
They lost all sense of true proper
lions. One man who always bought the
most expensive cigars by the thousand
sneaked away to cigar case, purchas-
ed three for quarter and slipped two
stealthfly and gingerly into his pocket,
as though they were million dollar gold
certificates. Another man who was
never known to count his change &C
4 ST. h Of
cents and demanded a wine-list that
he might verify the price of highballS.
They lost all sense of humor. AS II.
c. Frick stepped out Of an elevator, a
little Jew broker with glittering eyes
and pale, distraught face, plucked at
his coatsleeve.
:'Ah. Mr.. F'rick," he entreated in
wheeling voice give do me your iasa OF
The big man looked gravely at his
questioner, and opened his lips to re-
ply. In a twinkling a crowd OF men
with straining ears closed IN about
him.
THE market" said Frick. imperturb-
ably ssWhy, 1 should say it was near
er the bottom today than yesterday.
He smiled and walked away; but the
humorous absurdity OF his speech was
lost to his hearers.
Oh him. Kissed the little pale
man savagely. 1T wouldn't hurt MIN
to loosen up. He amt spittin' diamonds
when he talks
The scene was at once tragic and
ridiculous. Human judgment always
slumps with the market. Today not
vestige remained. Men who We're used
to thinking in thousands thought and
acted in dimes. Prosperity, the greatest
asset Wall street owns, faded away
like a shadow at night; poverty, its
most hated liability stared every hol-
Iow-eyed man full in the face. One man
who has lately purchased a $4,000 auto
mobile went about hawking it for ST.
600. Some men in their excitement
talked of selling Newport Villas
Broadway Magazine
Take a Day on.
This is day for the woods said
a faultless housekeeper yesterday, as
she opened the windows and let the
warm air float drowsily in. If one could
just let things go and get out of doors,
she unused, but with yield not to
temptation air this irreproachable lit
tie woman tied on her apron, giving the
strings an extra jerk to emphasize her
determination.
Almost every woman knows what this
spirit of abandon is which comes over
one on a spring day, just as the front
door bangs after the last one or to
school or business. With perfect June
sky and the birds fairly singing their
heads off, the routine of homework
seems strangely out of keeping; but the
desire to let things go arises only to be
stif1ed at once by the sense of duty
which is always at woman's elbow.
This uncompromising sense of duty is
one of the finest traits of a woman's
character but after all, there's danger
of overriding it once in while.
Why not let the things go and get out
of doors? The things" don't really have
to be done-not all of them at least,
though there are some things which the
most idealistic spring dreamer would be
in favor of accomplishing before setting
out for the woods.
IT always draw the line somewhere"
writes one woman who has learned the
art of letting things 60"
AZ washed the dishes and made the
beds, and cleaned up the hearth. There
is no salvation for the woman who
doesn't do these things; but for the rest
of 1.-THE daily digging and delving by
which really good housekeeping is ac- |
comp1ished-I weighed Its results |
against my own bodily health and men |
tai growth and decided in favor OF the |
latter"
1t is only fair to say that this woman |
did not claim to make a daily practice |
of letting things go Any housekeeper |
knows what disastrous sort of phil |
Osophy that would be. But very much |
oftener than most serious minded |
would think possible, this
sensible woman conscientiously neglect
ed things and made it a business to
hunt UP the meadow larks and the |
robins Sometimes the kitchen shelves
enjoyed a riotous amount OF disorder
and the dust under the spare room bed
was left peacefully alone. but the wo-
man who had learned to let things go
had fewer gray hairs and fewer wrinkles
to pay for it-Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Somniform, New Anesthetic.
After allowing himself to be put I'M
der the influence of somniforn1 a COM
new Nanesthetfc invented in !
France Dr. Charles Paden, a dentist,
was kept in an unconscious condition
yesterday for seven minutes while DR..
Charles w HaWIey, DR.. Richard