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The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29

Mr. Flagler's retirement from
Standard oil, on account of his ad,
vanced years, would seem TO be par.
donable, though he is not thereby
wholly freed from carking cares. A
man who is almost an octogenarian.
and who has got several hundreds Of
millions of dollars on his hands. has
need to be anxious lest he may die
disgraced.
The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29
New
|HuInaniSnn
in
Education
By ELMER ELLSWORTH BROWN
United States Commissioner Of
Education.

politics The why hope understand the world the
reason why to understand the world that ou
differences stand out from background agreement subsaum
ultimate unity The differences picturesque and interesting
times command the whole field of attention Without pecuar
and even opposon worduny would be poor thing dull and in
spd uniformity.
Let us take our part in setting worandads in the domain
culture and education Such movement believe will peace
but it will accomplish that end by promoting best ten
denotes modern education humane tendency may summed
the saying LET if cannot understand
The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29

Count Tolstoi is fortunate If he as.
pires to have his books become best
sellers. The Russian censor has lust
ordered three of them suppressed.
How some American writer's who want
circulation must wish their writings
could be suppressed.
The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29

same time to pursue his studies.
In America that badly wanted intermediate house be-
tween the school of music and big think might
stock companies.
The soil very rich in America the expression
must be approached from the proper standpoint think perhaps some
day 1t will not be necessary acquire foreign reputation being
recognized In America though regard foreign experience great
value to the aris'
The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29

There is a new humanism in the world,
which is surely spreading abroad. This new
humanism recognizes the fact that to know
and understand living men, both individuals
and nations, is great part of any complete
education. This humanism tinges all of the
social and the international striving of our
time. 1t tinges our education. We live al
ready in world in which men are trying to
understand one another. Men are trying to
understand their neighbors, and that is the
better part of democracy. Men are trying
to understand other peoples and nations, and
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The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29

A woman lecturer in Boston sneers
at men for wearing starched collars
She is unreasonable. Lots Of collars
are only starched when they come
from the laundry, not after they are
on awhile.
The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-09-29

The American people have an elemental
knowledge and love of music and of rhythm.
There are many beautiful voices in the
States.
| think what is needed is some recog-
nizsd official outlet for the young artist, who
has received his training. Here in Paris, fol
instance, the young man or woman whe
leaves the conservatoire with first prize
for instrumental music or for singing imme
diately receives some position either in the
orchestra of the Opera or Opera Comique, or
some small engagement at the latter house
That enables the student to live, and at thu
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ned, and we are of to Brighton m a motor-oah for our honeymoon; and we've come to say Sood- bye. And it's not the least use your being an noyed, father, dear, because we are safely mar ried now, and nothing possibly unmarry US. And tried to ten you beforehand, and you wouldn't give me chance; and you were ab- sorbed in some silly business affairs; and you didn't seem to care about me And don't mind bit if Jacks father has dsns sornathinz to bs ashamed of. Jack hasn't, anyway-and it's Jack I've married. And oh, father dear-Im swfuTly sorry-you must try to forgive ne-but ID the ex. citemcnt of getting married I've actually been and forgotten to post your most important lntter.
 
 There two things which Dorothy TreTei. ysn has never been able to understand. One is, why her father received the news of her rnsrS riass to Jack with such extraordinary nsn6fss- tations of joy and happiness; and the other is, why he received back his important letter which she ought to have posted hours before with ss1chs extraordinary expressions of delight and thank fulness.
 Ellis Trsvelyan was never prosecuted for .hTs theft. { That same evening Mcrvyn Fairfield repaid the embezzled money, and, while repsying it, made clean breast of his own share in bis part ner's delinquency.
 It may have been that here was touch of pa- thos in the way he told his story, for the war rant was withdrawn. And the Kings HospftsI Fund benefited next day te the e1tsnt of two thousand pounds-the joint contribution of tEa anonymous donors
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"''Um, yes, think she might do it fer that, 5 said Bell, musingly.
 ''Who are yer talkin' aboutf'
 Well, it's this way, Hankey. I sinf 'ad time to tell yer afore, but I'm agoin' ter be married next week an settle down comferble fer the rest O me hfe.''
 "I congrstu-er-thst dunno"
 "Ho, she's all right; pot O money, a couple O 'ouses, an shares an things. The on'y thin Is shes a bit too fond O money; but I was thinkin' that if yer made it worth Ter while, could per suade Ter ter be Mrs. Hankey fer an hour"
 "Tbat 'ood be real kind O you, Bell.''
 Don't mention it, Hsnkey. Shes eomin' up to Hammersmith this afternoon; 'Ood about three o'clock suit yer?"
 Three o'clock 1t Is"
 Then give me yer address, an I'll bring 'er in about that time. Ave everythin' ready, an as soon as my fancy appears she'll throw CT arms roun' yer neck an say, 'Ho, my dear, dear Mar tin ave come back ter yer again; yer fer give me fer treatin' yer so crook? An then yer'Il up an clasp Ter in yer arms say, Me dear, darlin' wife, overjoyed at seen' yer again that fergives yer everythin'.' Then
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'It can't be that he hopes to hide away from Jack she smiled to herself, when he curtly informed her of his decision, "for he knows that Jack and I correspond. although he had forbid den to meet. It is just fathers latest craze, he wants to rough 1t bit; and when the craze is past, we shall return homs to comfort and Brixton again"
 But his curious fad had already lasted three weeks and so far there was no vizible sign of his growing tired of it.
 Mervyn Fairfield peered eagerly from behind the curtain at the second floor window of the house opposite the blinds of which were closely drawn. He continued to peer at 1t until he saw the shadow of mans figure fit faintly across the blind, and then with muttered: "He is still there; thank Heaven, he is still there," in tone which was half chuckIe and half a groan. he tottered back to the table and resumed the writing of his letter.
 When Dorothy entered the room few min utes later. dressed for going out, be was in the act of closing the envelope.
 Well, father Is your letter ready:" she que ried.
 Tt will be in & second or two, my dear; I tsnt letter, Dorothy; l may say, extremely important letter. rely on you to be most care. ful with it, my dear"
 ''Oh, all right, father, I won't forget" He handed her the letter; and, glsncing at it, she exclaimed: Why, father, you have altered your hand writing" .-
 Have I, my dear? Is it difer.nts Surely 1 not. have not altered it intentionally, Doro- ! thy; certainly not intentionally. But the light In the room is bsd-thst may account for 1t, de ! tesJably bsd.' | "Of course, the light is bad, father, if you will persist in keeping the room 50 dark. Why don't you draw the curtains back? And why | don't you go out for walk in this lovely weath. CT! We've been here three whole weeks, and you haven't been outside the door once" | No, Dorothy, mo-" he answered hastily and | irTItably, as she moved to the window with the
 obvious intention of pulling the curtains well
 back. 'I have already explained to you that
 am suffering with my eyes, and I prefer a shad. 1 ed-rocm; snd-and can't go out because
 haven't the time, I extremely busy, Doro thy; snd-snd the sooner finish my business
 the sooner we shall be able to return to Brixton | You will be glad to return home, little girl:" | "Of course, father, but" | His manifest discomposure seemed in some
 subtle fashion to have suddenly communicated | itself to her. She paused on the word but a. though she was trying to say something which \ she was most reluctant-which she even dread ted to ssyj while he -as too snxious to be re
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house, in dreadful apprehension lest Trevelyan should move to some other place of concealmept, and escape him.
 Still he continued to hesitate loathins the thing he longed to do, until the greed of gold conquer ed; and the letter-an anonymous letter written in feigned hand-sddressed to the Criminal In yestigation Department at Scotland Yard, was delivered to Dorothy to post.
 This act of treachery consummated. and he had only nov to reap the spoils'
 "Oh, my God, will they never come7' he mur- mured in agony.
 The afternoon had drawn on towards evening, the sun hung low in the western sky, daylight was fading, dusk gathering, and he was still sitting at the window, peering into the street from behind the corner of the curtain He seem ed to have been sitting there for eternity, and so absorbed was he in his dreadful vigil that he had failed to note Dorothy's strsngely.pro- longed absence. He was waiting and watching in state of spell-bound horror for the police to come and arrest Ellis Trevelyan
 A hundred times he was prompted to rush across the street and warn the victim of his treachery to fly while there yet time; and a hundred times the promptings fell stillborn. He shrank appalled, from the thought of listen ing to the examinations of his outraged friend. And besides was 1t not now too late? He WAS expecting the police to arrive every minute He could do nothinS-nothingi He wTung his hands in his intolersble anguish, and his soul descend ed So the nethermost sbysses of pain and des- pair
 Hark! What wss that? At last
 He craDed his neck forward, and saw s motor cab come gliding up the alley and stop irnme- diateIy opposite the house-snd q motor cab was as rare thing in that noisome street . fairy coach It must be the police officer come to arrest Trevelyan. There could be no other pos sible explanation of it. They had brought the cab to take him away in.
 He dared not look out He recoiled from the window in a fresh access of horror at his own base treachery, and, burying his face in his hands, sobbed like child.
 ""why, father, dear, what's the matterF'
 He had not heard the door open; he had not seen Dorothy come in; and he looked up now to find her bending afectionatey over him, her hand resting corrfortingly on his shoulder, her eyes looking lovingly into his.
 'EWho is that you have brought with you, Der othy?" he answered.
 sWhy, father, that's Jack-surely you recog- nize Jack!"
 "Of course, yes-Jacki I see-yes, Jsekl How do you do, Jack2"
 And, father" she ran on, speaking with i'm ,pulsiEs esssrnsss, Jack and I have been mar
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r~1HE room was very dark, and Mervyn Fairfield who was writing letter, had k the utmost difficulty in seeing what tAAM he was doing He wrote, with his
 face bent right down over the paper,
 his nose almost touching it. And yet cutside there was plenty of sunlight, and if he had only taken the trouble to pull the curtains, which were threeparts drawn, back from the windows, he would have had ample light to write by comfortably.
 Presently, he rose with an abrupt, nervous moysmsnt, and tottering across the room, pulled sEids s corner of the curtain, and peered cau- tiCusiy into the street.
 It was s mean, sordid street in one of the worss slurns m Whitechapel, a mere huddle of surphssds~n bricks and mortar, dirty, ill-paved snd noisoms, with nothing whatever to be seen h it to rspay anybodys observation; at least, the average man would have thought SC, but eyi- ssntly that aas not Mervyn Fairfeld's view, for ha peered long and eagerly from behind the cor ser Of the curtain. But then, Mervyn Fairfield was a mechanical genius-sn inventor-and gen fuses often have odd tricks of manner and habits sf eccentric behavior, quite different from ordi- nary people, and often quite uninteigible.
 For instance, It was an extraordinary freak of eccentrieity on bis part to shut up his comfort able home in Brixton, and come ard live in this miserable Whitechapel alley; and Dorothy, his only child and daughters bright-eyed snd charming girl sf nineteen summers, whom he had dragged with him into his gloomy r-sire nasnt--had had no sther explanation of his con duct than that it vss his latest eccentric whim.
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It was motor-engine designed to be used with flying maehine-an engine which, successful, would revoutioniZe the science of aeronautics. It a wonderfully clever thing, but there was just something missing; and, at last, he per suaded himself to call in the assistance of Ellis Treyelyan, mechanical engineer, the father of Jack Trevelyan. who engaged to be married to Dorothy; and Ellis Trevelyan's trained eye had been quick to see where the defect lay, and to suggest the remedy. With Ellis Trevelyan's help the engine was made perfect, and 1t was agreed between them that the invention should be their joint property.
 But now they were confronted with a grave difficulty. Neither of them had any money to secure the patents with. Their available funds had been exhausted in the preliminary experi- ments and they were faced with the possibility of the results of all their labor and all their skill going to enrich somebody else.
 After countless unsuccessful attempts to beg or borrow the required amount without disclos- ing their secret, Ellis Trevelyan solved the prob lem, m despair, by embedding five hundred pounds from his employers, and giving it to Fair field. Trevelyan went into hiding; and Fair field secured the patents, which he subsequently, sold to firm of city fnancers for twenty thou sand pounds in cash and large number of shares in the syndicate which was to be formed for the purpose of exploiting the invention.
 One of the stipulations made by Trevelyan vas that the five hundred pounds of which he had defraHded his employers should be immediately returned ts them out of the money received from the sale of the patents, in the hope that he might be psrdoned, and go be able to come out of hiding but this Fairfield had failed to do. The whole of the twenty thousand pounds was still ID his possession. In fact. the usual thing happened. The demon of temptation assailed Mervyn Fairfield. Why shouldn't he keep ap the money for himselfl Wasn't the idea his his alone? Wasn't Trevelyan thief! Was it right to allow thief to profit by his crime! Would it be fair? Why not betray him to the police, and then the whole of the proceeds would be hisl
 By dint of such self-defuding arguments as these he contrived to still the protests of his conscience, and his first step towards carrying his treachery into effect to break of the en- gagement between Dorothy and Trevelyan's son, Jack His next was to remove from Brixton, and take up his abode in the obscure street in Whitechapel, where Trevelyan lay in hiding. Treyeyan had confded his whereabouts to him alone. Whom could he trust with the secret, if not his friend and partner?
 But his mind not quite made up yet. He could not disguise from himself the dastardly na- ture of the act he proposed to commit. He went Vseillstans. He was watching ths
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But ther dates on ther letters gives it away; they mus s-bin wrote five years back There ain't no dates on ther letters, an they're been kep' SC careful that they looks as if they wrote yesterday"
 "By gumi She's smart 'un.'
 But what shall do. Jim? You can 'elp me, earn't yer? I've ordered CT out O me 'ouse, but she simply laughs an'-an kisses me, an pats ther wiskers an calls er lovey,' an not only that, she brings naybotrs in ter CT do it, an they congratulates an ow I'm lucky man an orter go down on me knees for joy"
 An she won't believe as yer wife is aiye?"
 "Abserlootely laughs when I tells 'er.'
 Well, it appears ter me, Martin Hankey, as this is 'as got ter be 'aDdled diploomat c, that is ter say we've got ter meet strattergy with strstterey, an if this 'ooman 'on't believe as Mrs. Hankey is alive she must be made to- an that's all bout it.
 But 'ow-'ow?"
 Mrs. Hankey must assert Ter rghts-come up ter yer 'ouse an turn the antelope out"
 Martin Hankey sprang to his feet and gazed at his friend with horror.
 What. Let my wife know where I am, an 8 warrant cut fer my arrest, an
 ''Sit down, sit down" said Bell soothingly, 'I mean nothin' of the sort: that ud be ioonatic not diplomatic. What means is, let someone per
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beath-DssIins Dust

PhvIeisns have at last opened the eyes of the public to the dangers of the dust with which the air of our cities is laden They have made ex- periments and observations which prove beyond tas shadow of doubt thst dust is responsibis for much of OUT m health.
 The lungs of the country maiden are pink and pure those of the shop girl gre generally cIosged with dust When the sharp dust particles enter the lungs, they make ipcisiens which enable microbes to obtain footing.
 We shah never ss ssls to abolish dust, but VI can lessen the nuisance by adopting more ssni tarv methods in the cleaning of our streets and houses Too often the plan followed il .in,pIy to move the dust from the ground or aoo' into the atmosphere.
 By sprinkling our streets with water and sur floors with tss leaves, ws do much to prevent tAi, unhsssthf,L state of iEairs.
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lieved of the necessity of answering her em5ar- rassins questions to notice these unmistakable signs of emotional distress.
 ''Now, do go, my dear. I want that letter posted. It is most important and must net be lost or forgotten
 Don't worry, father; won't forget Good bye. And don't wait for if am not back in time for lunch. It is just possible I may be Iate.''
 She stopped and kissed him, but 1t was not until after she had gone that he discovered the tear on his cheek, which told him she had been crying.
 "Oh, dear desr Poor girl! Poor Dorothy! She's n,oping here and unhappy. We'll, well, it will be all over this afternoon. And it's for her saks-all for her, only for her. Twenty thousand poundsi It will make her secure ind independent of all chances and misfortunes after I'm gone-the dream of my waking hours-the one thing I have toiled and slaved for
 He paused ic his muttering, and then added in fierce tone
 Besides, 1t was my idea, not Trevelysn's If he helped at all, he only helped very, very lit tie. I didn't ask him to steal the money to buy the patents, he took it without consulting me, he stole it on his own responsibility. He must bear the consequences of what he has done-he has brought them on himself. I could have got ten the money in time without that. And it's all mine-sil mine by right"
 He started up with gesture of wild fury, and carrying his chair to the window. pulled aside a corner of the curtain. and sat staring at the op- posite house and murrnuring at intervals:
 He's still therel Thank Heaven, he is still thsre!"
 And so he sat foE hours.
 
 And now sbst the thing vas done, the die wss cast, Mervyn Fairfield suffering the most ex- quisite torments of renorse. He he'd betrayed to the police Ellis Trevelyan, his friend and part ner, the man by whose guilt he hadn't scrupled to profit. For the last three weeks he had been trying to force himself to commit this abom;na- ble act of treaehery, and at last he had steeled and nerved his heart to do it. Now that 1t was done he would have given all the world to have it undone and to recover his lost honor and self respect
 Meryyn Fairfield was undoubtedly a genius His gift of inventiyeness abnormal His brain teeIned with novel ideas But his profes- sional career had been a long record of unquah. fed failures.
 His strange powers lacked something; they lacked that practical touch which was requisite for the turning of the products of his brain ints valuable and marketable articles of commerce His latest invention proved no exception ts tas rn!s. .
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The two friends were so pleased with their project that they remained considerable time at the Doves, and conducted several rehearsals of the coming affecting meeting between Hankey and his long-deserted wife. At last however, Captain Bell announced that it was time for him to go and meet his fancy and having instructed Hankey to go home at once and prepare for their coming, they parted with mutual proteststions of friendship. It was very bold Martin Hankey, indeed, who walked into his little house at the bottom of Hampshire Lane, and far more cheerful Martin Hanksy than had left the same premises some hours before; 90 when an elderly female with thin face and a wntery smile came for ward and placed chaste salute on his forehead he made her thrill with excitement by actually beaning at the caress.
 Its no use, Miss Smith. no manner O use at all; that's bout the larst chance yer'n ever ave O kissin' me"
 "Oh, Martin, how unldnd.'
 "Unkind? Not st all, Lizzie Smith, Fl sip't O this ouse in less than 'arf an our"
 "Oh, indeed, and you know what will happen if you turn me out like this?"
 ''Ho, yes. I knows; an I knows that afore yer go yer gives up all them letters yer stole ter ther party they bcrlongs ter"
 An who might that be, prayT'
 "Mrs. Hankey, my wife"
 "Oh, I've heard that tale before; but you have never been able to produce her. and it is only ruse of yours to wriggle out of our marriage. But understand me, Martin Hankey, l have got scores of witnesses to swear that they have seen you making love to me; I have got these letters written by you, calling me your darling Lizzie and asking me to be your