The Topeka state journal., 1914-01-31

sleep in the daytime. Kansas every
time for mine when 1t comes to an
extended residence in one place with
a hope to really enjoy the passing of
the years.
The Finest Thing in New York City.
Oh yes, I want to tell about the
finest thing saw in New York. It
wasn't the granite mountains or the
lighted halls of pleasure or the ships
fectly dressed. aristocratic looking
young New Yorker on the subway
who gave up his seat to an old wo-
man in a dingy dress with a frayed
shawl about her stopped shoulders.
Sure he gave her his seat. He did
and steadied her to It on the swaying
train. And there were a. half dozen
good looking young women standing
in the aisle Of that car. III
We went on board the Boston boat
and the first thing Mitchell did was
to order a lobster for supper. The
doc" and I wouldn't stand for it.
We fed him chicken instead. Yes, the
doc" went to Boston with US. We
couldn't get along without him.
Island sound on its way to Boston.
Mitchell and I. being landlubbers from
the center of the continent, and loving the
sea. went out on the upper deck to look
We passed under the Brooklyn bridge
and the new and larger bridge to the
north of it a few hundred yards We
looked across the black face Of the wa
ter and saw the Lighthouses OF New York
| with million lights in a million windows.
! The impressiveness of the city's black
skyline and magic lights was diminished
| before the majesty of the sea. 1t is 90
| in all things; the works Of man are small
in view of the things not made by hands.
E, 1t is like measuring the life OF man with
| the line nf frvnTn0rta1ffv-
, The voice Of the waters that night whis-
| pered to the lighted city like the voice
OF Paganini's violin when It throbbed to
| again.
| In the Old Town of Boston.
Getting around in Boston is Hike walk
ing in your sleep. You have to trust to
! luck to get anywhere. We went intoj q
| Of beans and there the porter read the
paper while the customers looked at the
wall The chairs were OF the date OF 1850
Like being shaved in a dining room chair
/ The porter looked Mitchell and me over
| when the barber had finished with us and
T! he evidently did not like our looks Tor hi
/ declined to brush US up. Ee was rea
| Boston porter, all right.
We went to the CHM printing plant thai
| morning and there we saw the greates'
school book plant Of them ALL Its ar
| rangement and system and science ant
machinery and management rank at thu
/ head. Then come the others. 1t wal
our most profitable day OF the trip. TIT
| superintendent there was Irish, too, n
Irish as Kelly Of Cincinnati. Boston man.
name was Mahley. He fs a prince. Tool
us to the Elks club for dinner. Treafet
fine all the way 1t was here that MAhlel
told us about his Irish printer who go
off on st. Patrick's day and then wanted
! holiday to celebrate the feast OF tn
Passover.
! Back to the Lobster Diet.
\ Mitchell ordered q lobster for dinner
/ And the doc and I. after q long an
fearsome consultation. let him have
And once more life flowed tunefui AM
happy to the sea for Mitchell.
We drove around town IN the Afternoon
There are more Irish In Boston than ther
are in Ireland. We went over to Cam
| bridge and saw the place where Brickle
| humbled Yale at football and then "
went to see Bunker Hin where the Nev
| England farmers humbled the British
Both places made the pulse OF pride bea
| faster and stronger STILL
At the Charleston navy yard we wen
! aboard the old frigate Constitution
give it az my opinion that the men VIII
! fought the guns on the lower gundeck Q
| this old ship ought to have harps 1
heaven for their travail on earth.
Longfell0W's Bridge.
We crossed the bridge where Longfel
low stood the night the SORROW OF the se
, and the earth filled his soul and mad
| him to write '"The Bridge"
land 1 thought of tho countless thou
sands of care encumbered men,
leach bearing his burden Of sorrow. Wh