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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

try.
 Until Monday night Ambassador Bryce will stay at the home of Prof. John Dyneley Prince, of Columbia He will then leave for San Francisco sailing from there on May 4, for China, where he will study the government of the new republic. He intends to return to England by way of the new Trans Siberian Railroads.
 Sir Cecil Arthur SpringlRice, former British Minister to Sweden, who has been named as Ambassador Bryce's successor, will arrive on the Cunard liner Carnania, due here Saturday night or Sunday morning
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
WHEN TO TIP AND NOT TO TIP
1ittel1 McC1ung in Lippincott's)

(LftteII McCIung In LIppIHcottsJ
 Tipping, everybody says and reaf- firms, Is an evil that should be abo1- ished-soon and for all time The world vigorously and frequently con denns the tip, yet virtually everybody keeps on tipping. You and l, who have asserted time and again that tips are bribes extortion, robbery, black mail and what-not, continue giving the waiter our fifty cents, the Pull man porter our quarter, the barber our dime and the shoestring boy our ex- tra nickle While this failure to suit the action to the word shows either child-Hke inconsistency or tin1idity, it also indicates that tipping is not alto
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
SHIFTING RESPONSIBILITY.

A town character who had been in trouble with the police many times was arrested recently on Q minor criminal charge. The ting offi- cer was amazed when the fellow ap- peared in police court with lawyer, prepared to make a. defense Finally his case was called and the judge asked:
 Prisoner, are you guilty or not Si1al- tyr"
 Let my lawyer plead not guilty for me, judge" was the reply. T ain't got the nerve. ."-Kansas City Star.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
B. H. s. NOTES.

Harry Engelman of the Sophomore class has the credit of being the first man to wear a straw hat about the streets, this season. Engelman was accompanied by a friend who had a headgear similar to that of Harry's. No one in any way injured them, but a, workman top of the Rowland building who could not reach them. was satisfied with hitting them on the head with a handful of nails.
 Stanley Willis of the Sophomore class is absent on account of illness. Fire drill was held yesterday morn ing.
 The Criterion board deserve much credit for their April number of the Criterion.
 Clarence Heating and Ernest Doeh- Ter Of the Sophomore class intend to play on the Commercial baseball team.
 The Commercial team is scheduled to be the opponent of the Trade School Doehrer will be the battery for the Comm ercials.
 Mildred Rector, '1s, is confined to her home with an attack of blood poisoning.
 Eva May Smith. '15, has left school.
 
 A 5~xaxvFiCo i,o $Lo Eo~ooa~
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
GERMAN REFORMED CHURCH.

At the evening services at the Ger man Reformed church, Sunday, the candidates for confirmation will be amined by Rev. Herman G. Wiener in the presence of the conSfstory, their parents and friends The class will be confirmed Sunday, May 4, at the morning services, Rev. H. c. Wiener officia ting.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
THE PRErrTEsr FACE

Gnd the most beautiful hands are of. ten disfigured by an unsiShtly wart. It can easily be removed in few days Remover. for sale only at The Cyrus Pharmacy. 25S Fairfield avenue and 18S Cannon St.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
FLORISTS OF NEW ENGLAND.

The lecture on Forests of New Eng land and Germany, illustrated by 100 views, will be on Tuesday evening, April 2e at o'clock, in the chapel Of St. Johns church.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
CLEANEASY, THE BEST HANn
 SOAP.

Guaranteed not to InJure the akin. Instantly removes Stove Polish, Rust, Grease. Ink, Paint and Dirt. For the hand or clothing. Large can 10 cenLA Manufactured by WUI. R. Vim. 244 SLraIfOrd Ave.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Farmer Want Ads. One Cent 8 Word.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Advertise in the Farmer
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Stanley Willis of the Sophomore class is absent on account of illness.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Eva May smith. '15, has left school.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

The Criterion board deserve much credit for their April number of the
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Mildred Rector, 1s, is confined to her home with an attack of blood
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Clarence Heating and Ernest Doeh- rer Of the Sophomore class intend to play on the Commercial baseball
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

As for the value, just judge for samples of different patterns on folder to old customers and possible new cust send out samples of only the best value that the suits themselves are the best
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25
Norfolk Suits

All wool pure worsted and attractive fancy mixture cheviot Nor
 folk knicker suits.
 Special ............
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-25

Fire drill was held yesterday morn
The Commonwealth. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-18
WoWEN'S MINIMUM WAGE
LAW NOW IN OPERATION
GIRLS GET 1925 A WEEK AND
WORK NO MORE THAN FIFTY
NINE HOURS a WEEK.

Portland, ore, Dec 1.-THE en-
ancipa;ion Of the women workers Of
oregon from the Ills attendant upon
low wages and long hours is accom-
pllshed here by the adoption of a rul-
Ing by the Industrial Welfare Commits
sion providing that women of the state
shall not be employed in Industrial
pursuits at n salary less than 1925 a
week and shall not be employed more
than SO hours a week The ruling
also establishes an apprentice period
of not more than one year, the mini
mum wages of apprentices to be Sc
week.
The hour of dismissal was fixed at
$3.50 p m, with the exception Of
women employed in telegraph and
telephone offices, confectionery es-
adjustments. hotels and restaurants.
The Commonwealth. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-18
A SOCIALIST
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX

ny TaAaAHfN W AAAaAaiahaAA " AheNSaN
Who is a Socialist? 1t is a man
Who tries to formulate or aid a plan
To better earth's condition. 1t is he
Who, having ears to hear and eyes
to see,
Is neither deaf nor blind when might,
rough shod
Treads down the privileges and the
rights which God
Means for all men; the privilege to
toll,
To breathe pure air, to till the fertile
soil
The right to live, to love, to WOO, to
And earn for hungry mouths their
bread
The Socialist is he who claims no
more
Than his own share from generous
Natures store;
But that he asks, and asks, too, that
no OlueT
Shall claim the share of any weaker
brother,
And brand him beggar in his own
domain
The Socialist is the one who holds
the best
OF all Gods gifts is toll, the second,
rest
He asks that all men learn the sweets
of labor,
And that no idler fatten off his neigh
Dor;
That all men be allowed their share of
leisure,
Nor thousands slave that one may
seek his pleasure.
Who on the Golden Rule shall dare
insist,
Behold in him the modern Socialist.
The Commonwealth. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-18

ing good" And she felt that mas
much as she was almost wholly re-
sponsible for the Indebtedness, she
should also be responsible for its pay
ment. So she evolved the idea of the
ten-cent ampaign-remember that
at one time the Little Old Appeal tided
over similar period in a similar way.
But" it was objected when she pro-
posed the matter, "it will not pay to
put ten-cent sub on the mailing list"
To which she replied: 81 will take en-
tire charge of the list myself and it
shall not cost the Commonwealth a
cent" And she did And the subs
are rolling in every day. And before
long not only will this Indebtedness
be paid, but others just as pressing.
If! If what? If the members of the
working class all over the state care
enough for the cause of Socialism to
respond. This will accomplish two
things: it will relieve the present stu
alton, and increase the list of perman-
ent subscribers greatly, for every
worker in the state of Washington
needs the Commonwealth. So help
her, comrades, she is giving her time
almost night and day free of charge.
And this is the true story of the ten
cent campaign.
The Commonwealth. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-18

banners, when we ourselves are op-
posed to war and race hatred?
Could anything be more beautiful,
or more truly Christian, than the So
cialist ideal of universal peace and
comradeship? Or more widely and
graciously patriotic, noble and uplift-
ing?
Meanwhile, none know better than
our politician critics that we Socialists
are right; that our motives are lofty
and humane; our desires generous and
good. None know better than our po-
litical opponents that our aims and
methods are in harmony with social
progress and the needs of the race;
and that our principles" are based
upon the eternal laws of moral and
economic evolution, and that our
teaching is destined eventually to
lead the working class safely and
surely from darkness into light.
The Commonwealth. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-18
THE WORKING CLASS IN
BATTLE ARRAY.
Written for ,he Commonwealth.

fTly EuEcnu '. DobaD
Fer Che Sirst time In the history of
the race tho wopeefo of the nations Of
the earth are unillnR to do battle fot
their own clnns In ether ogeo and In
all nations the workers have united to
fight the battles of their economic and
political masters
Untold millions Of lives have been
sacrificed upon the economic and mill
tary battlefields OF earth. to satisfy
the greed for wealth and power OF the
master class-and those who died gave
up their lives in the ignorant belief
that the interest of master and slave
were identical.
Slowly but none the less the prole'
tartan mind of the world is coming to
realization of the falsity of this be-
lief and of the frightful penalty which
IL entails upon the great mass of man
kind.
without the hypnotic power of this
utterly false belief in the mind of the
worker, of the identity of interest OF
the ruler and the ruled-of the private
employer and his employe-not
single modern war would have been
fought and capitalism could not exist
for a single day.
To disspate this belief and to teach
the lesson of the class struggle is the
supreme necessity of the hour.
Every political and economic ques-
ton of this age should be interpreted
by the Socialist in terms of the class
struggle.
The working class of every nation
is exploited to the very point of ex-
istence and the capitalist class is sur
feited with wealth beyond the dreams
of avarice. This is the class struggle
intensified and exemplified.
With an inspiration born of enlight-
ened necessity the workers of the
world are forming in battle array
Differed by men of their own choice,
from their own class, these conscious
millions of the working class are seiz-
ing political power in every nation of
earth, preparatory to legal expropria-
ton of the expropriators - and the
final ending of the class struggle.
The Commonwealth. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-18
HOW IT HAPPENED
THE STORY or THE TtN.CENT
CAMPAIGN FOR TIE COM
MpNwENLTH

i \ thick gloon had settled upon tho
office ot the Commonwealth. Com
rades came in, questioned, and passed
out. Il waa no II death had occur
rcd IN the family. What was II all
about? This was Thursday. the regu.
lar mailing out day, and the paper was
pulated contract with the printer.
For two months the paper had been
enjoying an unprecedented prosperity;
the subs had been towing in unceas-
ingly. but this week they had almost
ceased. Collections of money long
overdue for advertising were belated.
Sufficient had been promised to meet
the deficiency, but one creditor was
out OF town, another was III, and could
not be seen, third could not pay
until next week, and so on Nothing
doing. Friday the gloom thiokened,
became opaque Saturday it became
impenetrable,
rades who virtually inhabit headquart-
ers had hoped for good-sized attend
ance at the weekly Sunday evening
open forum meeting. But when they
awakened Sunday morning to a down
pour of rain such as is seldom seen
even in Washington, this hope, too
winked out. And all day long and
into the night It continued. BY this
time the word had gone forth upon
the streets, and many n small capital
list though hard driven by the system,
chuckled and wagged the head glee-
fully, for remember, dear reader, the
one thing the capitalist mind instinc-
lively hates and fears is the Socialist
press But to continue.
Monday evening drew on. First one
then another struggled into the sub
merged streets. Finally the faithful
few were all there, gathered about in
few who put up for every
thing that comes along, who make up
all the deficits, who distribute all of
the literature, do all of the disagree
able work, in short who carry all the
burden of the organization. Same
old crowd-not prosperous one-but
Wait!
After the meeting was called to ord !
err a comrade stated the situation in
a nutshell, whereupon a woman com.
rade moved that a subscription paper
be passed around and that each one
give as much as possible and meet
the deficit thereby saving the paper
from bankruptcy. She pledging three
dollars to begin with. The spark
sprang instantly into blaze-a pledge |
of two here, of one there, of three.
five dollar gold pieces, and so on
until the necessary amount was sub
scribed. Talk about heroism, and de-
votion to the cause! Some of these
comrades had been out of employment
for months-several gave almost their
last dollar, but gave it cheerfully, and
a happier lot of Socialists never went
out into the rain than those gathered
there on that memorable Sunday even
ing. And so the paper came out in
due course of time, and everyone was
happy for ever after.
But what about the ten-cent cam
paign? The comrade who moved that
the loan be made, is afflicted by that
unpleasant thing known as "a con-
She believes in paying |
debts, in keeping the finances of all
of the departments upon firm basis
in other words, she believes in max
Evening star., 1913-11-23

Hatches always paid-when they could. pay
back every dollar lost by that poor unfortunate-n
3Scoundrel Williams"
@No poor, unfortunate Williams, the Colonel went
on with his soft, patient drawl, "and Yancey if it
wasn't for Arabela shouldn't mind it bit. Besides
I've always insisted, Yancey, that if gentleman were
to turn his attention to commercial pursuits he could
make money. Look at me! I'm still a gentleman and
not too old to begin all over again. Sir"
He had stood up that day, and thrown his chest
out and glared Defiance at whole world of money
seeking gentlemen from whom he proposed his
share of the worlds goods And he had squared his
shoulders and held his head high that day when the
last depostor of the ilfated managed bank had been
paid from the proceeds Of the Marquard SALE and wet
eyed old Yancey Price had opened papers with trem-
bling hands, and told him that he longer rich
and had but thousand dollars left right
live in the family homestead for three months and pos
sessions Of the family heirlooms. He had pored
literature with grave face and studied the direction
for his venture. He had bought his ticket with
trembling voice when he, who had been farther
from home than Baltimore decided choose the State
OF Washington as the place to begin life
He had not confessed to living soul the that
such prodgous journey held for him. and the prepara-
tlons that he made such mi ght make when
going to the heart OF Africa, quest for the North
Pole. He had smiled at his neghbors and friends when
they bade him goodby assuring them with that sturdy
warcry of his that "any gentleman, if he but turn his
attention to commercial pursuits, can become rich.
Also he INDUCED in much fowery oratory and main
tanned that brave fighting 'front.' though by nights he
tumbled and lay awake in his bed thinking of all the
msortunes that had beallen his house. and wondering
what to become of Arabella if by any chance that
warcry of his failed of realization And bravely had he
stood the platform of the last on the dav of
departure bowng his white old head with hat in hand
when the station with all the crowd that had come
him depart, receded from sight.
TT had all seemed very easy when he started and to
fOrtify himself with worldly u-icdOr1 he had
Smiles Advice to Young Men, and newspaper inter
Evening star., 1913-11-23
.OLONEL ALONZO FAIRFAX HATCH.
CHAPTER I.

NDLONEL ALONZO FAlRFAx HAICH some
~ what disconsolatey pacing the sunlt deck of the
Golden Eagle was filled with conflicting emotions.
First he sociable old gentleman and the passengers
neither knew him, talked to him. cared who he was
secondly, he had lost his handbag having careess1y
walked off and 1eft it the pier in Seattle; thirdly
somebody without heart honor, Sir, had picked
his pockets None of these three disturbing elements
could have entered into his life in Chattanooga
"Pshaw! The worst of it is he communed, @that
Arabella pot of strawberry jam that satchel
that and two shirts and four collars but, anyhow, l
saved mighty forty cents laundry on them It's
heap better than losing clean stuff
Which philosophical afterthought appeared to ease
his mind and convince him that after all Fortune
favored him. His hand came down from the heavy
white goatee which in moments of abstraction it was
his habit to stroke and sought the pockets of the old
style Prince Albert coat, to which he clung through
tradition. Its front buttoned it irmaculately
clean and it hung straight the carefully creased
trousers The carnaton in the lapel was as fresh as
when the Colonel had purchased it from flower vender
the dock gracefully lifted his hat her. paid her COM
piment its funess, and lovingly pinned it into place
"Three things Miss, have always loved he had told
the astonshed daughter of Italy, @wonen flowers and
horses. | wish you very good morning"
But now, with the flower still fresh, his hand slipped
tentatively abstractedy, npelled by its
on to the tails of his coat and thence inward to ap
pear moment later with bag that had bulged the
symmetry of his apparel Almost as if surprised by
meeting old friend, the Colonel looked at the bag
~Oh, yes-those goobers!7 the Colonel exclaimed de
hghtedly and then saunered to the protection of the
Golden Eagles smokestack, and began to eat peanuts
with the air and relish of connoisseur "Somes cocks
and some's culs he meditated, lingering them.
Cant get good COOLERS north of Mason and Dixons
hne gentleman wouldn't endeavor to make success
Of commercial pursuit by mixn his peanuts. No. sir!7
With which censure of gentlemen in the peanut bus
ness, the Colonel finished the last golden brown NUT
Copyright 1913. by
Evening star., 1913-11-23

walked carefully to the rail- and threw the shells the
crumpled paper bag overheard
party of girl excursonists halted the Colonel
and INDUCED in rapurouS youthful adecves to express
their appreciation of the green Shores the distant
ta1nS, and the quiet that seemed slipping back
ward past the Golden Eagle The lone old adventurer
hovered close to them he dared, and made
homesc for his daughter Arabea the sole other living
member OF his own family, away back there in Tennes
He wet his lips to speak, and timidy thought of
sentences by which he might nterect himself into this
youthful company. His eagerness to talk to this heed
less group of maids pathetic; for he suffered the
tortureS OF hungry lonesome heart. Down in Chat
anooga he dared talk to all of them and there
whole dozens of girls like these who would have ex-
uberantly expressed their love and confidence in him by
kissing his white old cheek, patting it with soft
tender hands 1t seemed years, instead of few days.
since he had seen heard any of them 1t seemed ages
since he had begun the quest, since he had bravely
started out, fine young of sxtyve, to conquer
fortune and the world.
And that what he doing, away up there
Puget Sound in the and fabulous far Northwest
ON the day when his lawyer sorrowuly told him that
the failure of bank, in which he had been director
was breaking and impoverishing few hundred
stockholders the Colonel had rowned at him from his
bewdered, kindly old eyes, and drawn down his heavy
gray eyebrows, and stroked his white mustache and
goatee, and said:
Judge, you know Sir that there is but one thing for
man OF honor to do That IS to give what he has until
every dollar is paid had right smart time as YOU
may doubtless remember, cleaning up things when we
all came back from the All of us did. Most of us
made good SD The Marquard plantations are to be
put the market tomorrow
He slapped emphatic fist the table, and the
lawyer, old comrade at arms sought to dissuade him.
"Why Colonel Hatch, he said, "it'u bust you wide
open just like ripe melon that's been dropped off n
wagon! And the Marquard has been owned by none
but Hatch, Sir, for nigh onto hundred and twenty
years. And
"See here, Yancey!' the Colonel interrupted. @The
Evening star., 1913-11-23

Copyright. 1918. by Roy Norton.
The ranch. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1902-1914, 1913-02-15

out great deal of advertising matter
setting forth the good qualities of a
certain make of bread. So eager we're
the housewives to sample it in their
homes that not one of the thousand
loaves baked for the opening day re-
NAMED on the shelves. There is also
woman in an eastern city making
bread from a recipe that is practical
ly the same. We find upon inquiry
that the recipe is not a new one,
having been in the possession of some
families for years.
To women who have little time and
strength for bread making this way
will prove a great help as it requires
no kneading. very little labor, but
gives the maximum quantity of nutri-
ton. The finished product is not so
white and more porous than bread
made as we are in the habit of MAX
ing, but it is sweeter and more nutty
in flavor.
The oven should be quite hot fer
the first ten or fifteen minutes, then
bake very slow for an hour and a
Continued on next page)
The ranch. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1902-1914, 1913-02-15

termined by the number of stripes,
six threads to each inch.
Unless one goes to great deal of
trouble to color the rags and arrange
the stripes, it is better to mix the
rags and sew hit and miss. Two
colors of warp arranged in strips will
make very nice looking floor cover
ing with hit and miss rags.
l wish some word of mine could
change the minds of the woman who
is determined to stick to the old way
of covering her floors. That is, maxi
ing her rag carpet and lacking it down
tight next to the baseboards and then
taking it up spring and fall and near
ly killing herself In the effort to get
it up and down again, to say nothing
of the dirt and confusion.
To those who have rugs of any kind
the floors do not seem bare.
A painted or stained floor is easy
to keep clean. In fact it takes less
time to shake small rugs and mop the
floor than it does to sweep a dusty
carpet and gather up the dust that
covers the furniture Rooms without
carpet can be kept in sanitary con-
dition all the time. Don't be afraid
some one will come into your home
and think it looks bare because the
floors are not covered. Carpets and
furnishings do not make real home,
nor do they always indicate artistic
temperaments or refined natures in
the inmates.
The ranch. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1902-1914, 1913-02-15
PATIENCE.

l know some day it will all come right,
You, in your place., in mine,
That somehow, through rift in the
clouds
y The Summer sun will shine.
That roses will bloom where the
thorns are now
That the day will replace the night,
You, in your place, I, in mine,
Some day 1t will all come right.
1 know somehow it will all come
straight,
Your life there, and my life here,
That, some day, the stony path will
smooth,
The smile wipe away the tear.
June's red rose for December SHOWS
So let us be patient, dear,
l know somehow it will all come
straight,
Your life there, and my life here.
God, some day may it all come right,
He in his place, I in mine
May the sky above him be ever blue,
May your glory ever shine;
For, it his pathway be smooth for his
feet,
And his soul keep strong and fine,
o God, that way it will all be right
For him in his place, and me in
mine.