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GOSSIP OF WALL STREET.
waiting for an Incentive.

anything OF less financial Significance
man the stock market yesterday could
hardiy DO imagined. The spectacle OF
almost complete jnaction itself 10. how
ever, an interesting thing and is at times
susceptible OF certain general deductions.
feriods or extreme du,ness almost in
variapiy precede a substantial swing in
prices. either In All upward or downwa rd
direction, and stationary market like
mat seen yesterday indicates that the
units or the deadlock have about been
reached. A turnover OF 10000 shares
represents the smallest days business
since November "a last, with one excep-
tlon. that OF March 3. But the inactivity
on mat occasion had an artificial cause.
ae' hngs being restricted by the blizzard
Inc November deadlock has since been
recognised as the laying OF the founda-
ton Tor the important upward movement
which eliminated last January. The
present deadlock has already extended
over a considerable period. so that there
10 ground for supposng that IL may be
broken soon. As regards the course that
Will be taken by prices when they do
preak away. there seems to be some
reason for supposing that the market
Is now waiting for an incentive to adj
vance rather than TO fall At least price,
nave lately shown a remarkable power
or resistance to developments of an un.
favorable bearing
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-04-07

'Ifnr1t
We r.pls from customs Saturday, f.l1 $50 (.
from iuIerul revenue. ordinary. $3.50, se5; cor
10 ''on tax sSi, gu, and nj scelaneous. &iho5H
N'inual bank notes received for redemption,
s. IS
The cash statement OF the United States
IN as los ,,,I A ahn
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INTERIOR stocks and receipts were
DAILY TREASURY STATEMENT.

wASHINGToN April s.-Ths statement Of
shows
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-04-07
united STATES Steel CORPORATION
To Holders of Ten-Sixty-Year Five Per Cent.
Sinking Fund Gold Bonds issued ands secured
by Indenture dated April l. 1903:

o O
dated April o
following
said o
m town:
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
If His Modesty Would Allow

DID he?" exclaimed the captain fierce
ly. that rookl hang him! BY St George
l wonder you should lose thought upon
such a person.
I protest as I am gentleman and sol
der l would not exchange a word with
hlm. You shall challenge him, however.
[ will teach you how to yield the rapier.
l am accounted all through Europe to
have some rudiments of the science.
why, do you know, Matthew, thar
though you now see me in rather hum
ble circumstances, ye. were l made
known to the Queen and her ministers
there are no honors that l might not
have.
For I would undartake-upon this poor
head and life-for the benefit of the state
not only to spare entirely the lives of
her majesty's subjects in general, but to
save one-half-nay two-thirds-of her
yearly expenses in warfare against any
enemy whatsoever.
And how would I do this? Why sir,
thus: 1 would select 10 other gentlemen
of good spirit, strong and of able con-
stitution. l would choose them by in
stinct-a quality which I have-and l
would teach these 10 gentlemen to fence
as we'll as I do.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
On the Trail

Hello, the old man is on the trail, IS
hep" said Brainworn as he saw bis
master depart. Both the old man and
the young one need looking after when
they go to London. in my opinion They
are sure to get their affairs tangled un
between them.
I will see If I cannot tangle them up
a little more-and then untangle them.
Q, l am valuable servant-see if [ am
not. A servant who is possessed of his
masters secrets is pretty Sure of his
job.
Il have done pretty well during my
service here, but there are a few things
L have not yet found out Now. what
do you suppose those two are gone TO
London for? Something is up. 1 pro-
pose to find out what"
Hastily donning an old soldiers uni
form which the resourceful man had In
his room-for he had often. in dis
gulse, gone on his own larlzs-Rrain-
worm, by means of false whislxers and
devices of face paint so altered him
self that no one would have suspeeted
MIN for the staid and solemn clerk of
the respectable Master Knowell.
Then, running by side paths. he in
tercepted the good merchant before
the latter had reached the citv end
accompanied him the rest of the dis
tance and the rest of the day, as will he
seen later.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Pricking the Bubble

When Squire Downright reached Cob's
house he found Matthew, the captain and
stephen in the street before it. demand
Ing to be let in, while from a window
Mistress Cob declared that she would let
no one in-not even her lodger, the cap
tain. Her husband had given her strict
orders and open the door she would not.
AS soon as the squire saw Captain Boa5-
dill his rage kindled.
20, SO I have found you. have II" he
cried; you braggart. So you have been
threatening to chastise me, have you?
Draw your weapon"
IT never thought of 1t until now" re-
piled the captain, his valor all oozing out
of him, ''but 1 am bound over to keep
the peace"
"Ha, you will not draw? Then take
this.
And right Justify did the squire then
cudgel the captain, who resisted not at
all, only uttering lamentable howls and
calling for mercy as he ran away. The
bubble of his fiery valor had been prieked
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Need of Canton

Then, Ned Knowell," he exclaimed
for that gallant at that minute entered
the tavern accompanied by his gull of IL
cousin, Stephen; "by my soul you are
welcome. These be the two I wrote you
about-and l see you have brought an
other.'
Stephen had assumed by direction of
Edward. solemn and naughty air and
was, in all respects. as ridiculous as Ed
ward meant him to be.
Yes, that was a letter you wrote me-
said Edward; "a nice letter to fall into
the hands of ones father. Whom did
you send it by. Do you think any one
sober could have mistagen my father
for me? The old gentleman got 1t and
read it and passed it on. He does not
know that I know yet.
1.-THE best we can do now is to make a
jest of it. But we must be cautious
this day. Captain Bobadil, know Master
Stephen"
Il am no man who makes general ac-
duaintances." replied Bobadil, but for
Master Wellbred's sake. greet you, Mas
ter Stephen
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
More Callers for Tib

In his vigorous exercise upon the body
of Bobadil the squire dropped his cloak
and, as he stalked off after administer
ing the beating, he was too angry to
notice his loss
Thereupon Stephen picked UP the gar
ment, saying: 1T is mine. If he sees it
and asks where I got it will say that
| bought it,"
And with Matthew he gave up his
attempts to enter the house of honest
Cob and went after the discredited and
beabored Bobadil.
So it was into deserted street that
Master Knowell came, looking to discover
his frisky son in the midst of his crimes.
This must be the house. said he
what, no, within there!'
Again Tib put her head out of the WIN
dow and asked what was wanted
rs not young master Knowell wltnin
there?" asked the parent
Young Knowell? 1 know none such'
your honor"
Dame, you cannot deceive me. If you
do not let me in 1 will fetch the con-
stable"
Fetch the constable! La, the man Is
mad" cried Tib and down went the VIII
dow.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Awakening the CAPTAIN

Meantime in the house of one oliver
Cob, water carrier who served some
or the most prosperous merchants of
the town, Matthew, the poetaster, was
waking up the redoubtable Capt. Boba-
d1l' Wellbred having sent one of his
gulls to gather in the other
es, my fine man, and I know YOU
growled Cob as Matthew ascended the
steep stairs to the captains room. 81
know you. Your father was a respecta
bic fishmonger and you, forsooth. must
make verses-and bad ones at that
and try to get into society.
Il will swear by the foot of Pna-
raoh,' there's an oath; by st. George.
there's another. as 1 am a soldier and a
gentleman. :
MY lodger, the captain, teaches me
these oaths. That is about all I get
from him. He owes me 40 shillings that
my wife has lent him out of her purse
siXpence at time. He owes me for his
lodgings.
What does my wife, Tib, mean, by
Lending that fellow money and say
Ing La, SIR every time the Dragging
swashbuclxler speaks to her? will
give my wife Tib a piece of my mind
and turn this Bobadil out of the house
But never mind; care killed a cat
Hang sorrow and a fig for the hang
man. I'll go about my business"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
A CL A SIC
IN A P A G E
Copyright, 1913. by Irving King.
Viol,4- reca,krad 4

Copyright, 1918. by Irving King. Al
rights reserved)
Every Man in His Humor' was prob
ably the first plaS written by Rare
Ben Jonson" It was the first one OF
his, at any rate. to give MIN Iah1e,
and several of the characters in it
rotably the character of Bobadil-are al
most as familiar to readers and playgoers
of the present day as they were 10 those
of the reign of James 1.
Like most men of his time, Jonson ap-
pears to have been a good and hearty
swearer and interspersed his plays so
with "swear words that King James
made him modify the text in many
cases.
Every Man in His Humor' has had
in its cast most of the prominent ac-
tors and actresses of the mast two and a
half centuries. The character of Captain
Bobadil was a favorite one with Charles
Dickens. who, as is well known, was IA
first class amateur actor.
At a presentation of the play for char
ity in 1S45 Dickens was Bobadi, and
Mark Lemon, Douglas Jerrold Leach and
other well known men were of the cast.
as the staggering captain, Dickens was
said to have been unexcelled by any
professional who took the part in his
day.
Jonson was "a rough old bard" and his
plots are rather involved. But he was
witty withal-and lies in Westminster
Abbey.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
New Hope in Cripple Creek

After much doubt and disappointment
Cripple Creek is beginning to hope that
the old and prosperous days are to be
revived and that the old mining camp
Is not to become, as was feared, a low
grade" proposition, says an exchange.
Prior to the opening two years ago of
the Roosevelt deep drainage tunnel the
great mines of the district, which had
been sunk to the water level, found a
very discouraging condition at an aver
age altitude above sea level of 5000 to
500 feet. The veins seemed to be
pinching out, and the values were rum
ming extremely low. Expert mining men
We're dubious about the future.
The tunnel was started to tap the
entire section and make dry mines Of
the wet ones, which included many
made famous by the production of mil
lions of dollars ire the yellow metal 1t
was then estimated that the life of the
camp would be prolonged at least 20
years, and the output of gold would
be maintained at the rate of at least
$10,000,000 a year.
For nearly two years after the dras~~.
age process began the mine owners Dc
lIeved that they had made the enormous
outlay for the tunnel in vain. The ore
uncovered as the water receded did mott
come up to expectations. But now all
this Is changed. All at once in dozen
Of the mines. large bodies of rich gold
ore have been discovered, and Cripple
Creek Is born again
The more enthusiastic mining men
think that there is no longer any doubt
that rich zone of ore underlies the
whole camp at an altitude of $500 feet
or about 500 feet above the level of
the tunnel portal
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Easy Way to End War

This done, say the enemy We're 1000
strong, we 20 would march into the field
March TO- or Whereabouts, and we would
challenge 20 of the enemy. They could
not, in honor, refuse.
''Well, then, we would kill them; chal-
lenge 20 more and kill them, and so on,
each man of us killing mis- 20 day. IN
200 days we would kill them all up.
do you see? And this l promise to
perform by fair and discreet manhood
that is, civilly by the sword"
TO say that the poet Matthew was
filled with wonder and admiration, not
orly at the valor but at the resourceful-
ness of the great man before him, is
unnecessary, and when the redoubta BILE
warrior with his scheme Of reforming the
art of war gave him a savage glance.
poor Matthew absolutely jumped,
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
An Interlude of Poetry

men, Master Kitely." he said, who
told you to go to Cob's house?"
Master Knowells servant,
And, Mistress Kitely, who told you
TO go to Cob's house?"
wen. my brother. wellbred. told me-
'hat coo's house was suspected place
ana that my husband was going there"
Hum--and. Master Knowen, who told
you to go to Cob's house?"
why, my servant, d man I have lust
taken into service-an ex-soldler." he
said
Never mind; this is some trick. soma
practlcal Joker is abroad And Won
there Captain Bobadil, what is your es-
Iecial grievance?"
faith. sir. this man here, Squire
downright beat me and I was bound 10
keep the peace.'
wen, your hands were not bouna
were they? And you call yourself a aol.
dier! tfe. Well, so you stole the ,souire,s
cloak, did you, Master stephen? And
you there, Master Matthew, you make
poetry. Let us hear some of it,,
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
An Amazing Letter

Ned" began the epistle, have you
forgotten your friends in the Old Jewry!
Come over and see us.
Leave the father to count the april
cots upon the northwest garden wall,
which affords an opportunity to flirt with
all the pretty country maids passing
through the lane But do come over this
morning for a lark!
"I write from Windmill Tavern. where
we will have a rouse and where 1 will
have a present for thee of two such
amusing frauds as never you saw. They
will afford us more sport than any Jes-
ter the Turkey company ever sent to this
grand seignor.
zone is rhymster-a man or your
own bunch, of your own leaven. For
rever deny, Ned, that you have maze
poems to the eyebrows of my sister-ln-
law, the fair Bridget.
The other / cannot describe-he must
be seen and heard to be appreciated
So come without fail.
"Give the old man the slip and we VIII
eat and drink and be merry as we
amuse ourselves with the two fools !
have provided for the entertainment
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Everybody Clean Crazy

Footsteps were heard and Knoweil mad
Just time to conceal himself in HhaooW
when a man and woman entered the lane
30. this woman must be the one my
son was to meet here. will now catch
him.
But it was the voice of Cash that
hailed the water carriers house and de-
manded to know who was within-and TO
the astonishment and horror of knoweil
it was the voice of Mistress Kitely, who
demanded admittance.
HAS everybody gone clean crazy :!
cried Tib out of the window; 'what IS
the meaning of all this? Go away"
you cannot fool me, madam" cried
Mrs. Kitely; my husband is concealed
in this house, and have him out OF 1t
will. And if l get my hands on you'
I'll show you"
Just then entered the lane Master
Kitely, muffed in his cloak and looking
for his straying wife. Cash saw nm
and disappeared.
''Ha. there she is'' muttered kitely to
himself; .just where 1 was told to look
for her and with a gallant too! o,
why. o, why. did I ever marry?
Dame Kitely heard noise behind her.
looked and beheld her husband.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
BrainwOrm Engaged

We left Brainworm, in the disguise of
a discharged soldier interpreting his mas
ter, Knowell, in Moor fields, as the good
merchant was on his way to the city.
Good. sir" said Brainworm, in dis
guised voice, "can you not give poor
soldier, manned in the wars, the price
of can of beer?"
Have you nothing better to do than to
beg?" exclaimed Knowell; you, a SOL
dier?"
Brainworm protected that there was
nothing he so much longed for as en-
ployment and, after some further talk,
Knowell said: whats your name?'
"Fitz-sword."
"A strange name. But follow me. [
will engage you as servant. See that
YOU prove faithful. You shall attend
me as a lackey. l will prove IL your
deeds keep pace with your wordsI'
Brainworm could hardly restrain his
laughter and said to himself: "Well he
is resolved to prove my honesty and l
will prove his patience If 1 am not
now possessed of his secrets it is my
fault" And he started off after his mas
ter.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Bridget in Love

And while they reveled over their salt
and radishes and wine--mostly wine
Wellbred and Edward getting all the fun
they could out of the three gulls who, un-
knowingly. were ministering to mirth-let
us go to the house of Master Kitely, that
eminent merchant of the Old Jewry, who,
having in his old age married young
wife, who had brought to live in the es-
tablishment young and roistering
brother, had found that the foundations
of a quiet life had been broken up for
him.
Even in the fair Bridget. his sister,
Master Kitely felt that there was no
mere defendence.
He had looked upon Bridget as a pre-
destined old maid-staid and of sober
cast. But of late with the house full of
the roistering companions of Wellbred,
Bridget had taken to wearing ribbons and
quoting poetry.
Why, the simple girl would even Sigh
over some OF the vaillainous rhymes of
Master Matthew--and when that young
scapegrace, Edward Knowell. came to call
She was all shippers and furhelows.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
$50 you are the joker, are you?"

meeting gave them more radishes and
more wine, if not more salt, to their
frugal breakfast.
I'VE went to your lodgings to seek
YOU" said Matthew to Wellbred.
Il was not at home last night
so your brother told U.S.
My brother, Squire Downright?"
Yes, broke in the captain, "and 7
know not in what esteem you hold me
but let me say to you this, that, as a
man of honor. I never saw such"
THAT will do" interieeted WeHbreJ.
No remarks about my brother, about
face, captain, and let the conversation
so into another channel"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11

crowd away so as to give the young pco-
pie fair show.
So he had whispered to Cob that he had
better go home as soon as possible-that
he would find company in the house. And
TO Bobadii, Matthew and Stephen he had
said that they were to go before Well
bred and Edward, and meet them at
Cob's.
To Squire Downright he sent word that
his half-brother. Wellbred. had gone to
Cob's house, and that he needed looking
after. The squire should follow him, and
see what he was up to.
Thus was the board cleared for the
elopement of Bridget and Edward.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
strugplinp With His Conscience

II was told to deliver the letter to Mas
ter Edward Knowell," said the servant.
II am Edward Knowell," replied the Old
gentleman, "give it to me-"
When the servant was gone he read the
addl ess: ITO his most selected friend
Master Edward Knowell"
Then Mr.. Knowell and his conscience
stood apart and argued with each other.
81 am Edward Knowell," said the OLD
gentleman, "as we'll as my SON."
But" said Conscience. 'you are not
the one the letter was intended for"
"Well," said Knowell to Conscience, i
will open it and read-just to see II the
style and the phrases are such as are
in accordance with the high opinion my
son has of the abilities of this Wellbred'
Let me see, this Wellbred sister
married that most substantial merchant
of the Old Jewry, Master Kitely-and
the young fellow lives at his brother-in-
laws house"
He opened the letter and read, ana MS
face grew scarlet-that is, a little more
scarlet than 1t usually was under the
benign influence of good living and easy
circumstances.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Only Two Shillings

(By the waysof parenthesls, ii may be
stated that some years ago German
fencing master, who had never heard of
Ben Jonson or Captain Bobadil, came
to London and urged upon the atten-
ton of Justin Mccarthy, then the editor
of London newspaper, and upon the
British war office, a plan for making war
easy, which was identical with that of
the valiant captain. Neither the newspa-
per nor the war office taking up with his
most remarkable plan, the poor man COM
mitted suicide)
Come" said the captain, let us so
to some tavern that you know of, and
there have some salt and radishes with
our wine. What money have you about
you, good Matthew"
1.-TWO shllings only replied Matthew
smeekly.
1T is very little" replied Captain
Bobadil sternly, but come on-we will
spend it, and then go and find Well
bred"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Mistress Kitley's Troubles

But my father" said Edward,
where did you say my father mad
gomez
ITO Justice Clements
"And are you not a clever rogue to
have so deceived him? But get you
back to him at once He will suspect If
he misses you for long. Ladies, I give
you greeting"
For just then came in the young vito
of Kitely and Kitely's fair sister, Bird
get
Mistress Kitelys brow was knitted In
a gloomy knot; but Bridget, when she
saw Edward, smiled and simpered--as
any well-brought up young woman
would at the sight of the man she
loved.
Fair Mistress Bridget said Mat
thew, "let me read you my latest poem.'
Master Knowell" said Mistress Kite
ly, 81 repeat-where is my husband
He has left this house suddenly and
mysteriously. Has he become part of
your roistering crowd? Cash, Cash,
where is Master Kitely?"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
KnoweIJ. Senior and Junior

1T is an old saying that Listeners
never hear anything good of them
= selves" and the same thing is true
or ought to be-of people who open let
ters addressed to other people.
That eminent merchant, retired, Mr.. Ed
ward Knowen, Sr. had just done this
and had "got what was coming to him.
He was an eminently respectable old
gentleman and lived in an eminently re-
spectacle house in an emlnently respect
able suburb of London. Back of the
house was an eminently respectable gar
den in which he delighted to grow april
cots no less respectable.
Mr.. Knowell was a widower with one
son, Edward, Jr., who was not quite up
to the specifications as exemplihed In
his father and his fathers house, garden
and apricots
And it was for young Edward, as the
old gentleman very well knew, that the
letter. brought from the city by serv-
ant of young Wellbred-a harumscarum
youth with whom Edward would asso-
ciate-was intended when he opened 1t.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11
Other Means Than Force

"From the Windmillw Tavern!' cried
Knowell at might have come from
and he named several naughty places.
SO this is the young man my son has
been praising so for having the hap
piest wit and the best brain that the
times have sent forth? Well, for my
part, l consider him a dissolute wretch !"
He called his secretary-clerll and faco-
tum-one Brainworm, a shrewd fellow of
rather a lively disposition and one who
wished to stand well with both his young
master and his old.
Here Brainworm," said the old mer-
chant, take this letter to my son-but
do not tell him that have opened it
you hear?"
Good, my MASTER replied the CLERK.
II will not stop this visit" mused the
old man when the clerk was gone; II
will not put restraints upon the. boy
will not try to win him from his ways
by force I know his nature. Force
works on servile natures-not free ones
like his
II will try other means and see IL he
will not do for shame what he should
DO for the sake of virtue. Well, well,
too much affection makes a fool of a
father-and a rake of a SOM"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-01-11

who having inherited small fortune
was running through 1t in the town and
was now on a visit to his uncle.
Would-Be Man of Fashion
stephens main endeavor IN the world
was to become a man of fashion" and
the simpleton was thoroughly con-
WINGED that he was one of the most
knowing" young men in the world.
stephen, Edward thought. would add,
by his crack-brained antics, to the
gayety of the meeting-he would pit
his fool against the two produced by
Wellbred
Merrly whistling in anticipation of
the frolic to come, Edward set out
across the fields for the city varying
his musical exercise by conversation
with his cousin Stephen, who went
along with him. delighted to be invited
into the fashionable society which Ed
ward had assured him he would meet
Mr.. Knowell gave his son a sufficient
start, so as to be out of sight, and
then proceeded to follow him-he would
see what the young rapscallions were
up to.