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Evening star., 1915-01-17
A CRUST OF. BREAD AND
BITE OF CHEESE

GONE pleasant day last fall I went
! W home to luncheon said the
| Philosopher as he corkscrewed his
long legs about each other and stretch
ed them out on his Office table.
Il was met at the door by my W1fe,
he continued "'You couldn't have
picked a worse day to come home for
| luncheon she sighed ruefully as ] en-
tered. The cooks gone out for the
day and there's nothing to eat in the
house but piece of cheese and a loaf
of bread ! bought for hasty bite up
at the corner just now. Even the
breads yesterdays Accent loaf
Good enough l replied cheertly. A
! book of verses underneath the bouEh.'
And, sitting down, we enjoyed a sim
pie but pleasant luncheon.
Just as we finished there came a
knock at the kitchen door and, going
back, we found hungry-looking and
dilapidated creature.
Cant you gimme a bite to eat
ma am? he asked, wisely addressing
the head of the house I haven't had
a thing sence yistiddy mornin' an
terrupting the tale of woe. but there's
very little in the house She brought
out the remainder Of the cheese and
| somewhat more than half loaf we
iidu IeIt owe! IToiil IuicHeoH- WIN
many fumbled thanks the tramp took
his leave.
"Leisurely lighting a cigar I hung
around the house few minutes and
then started back to the Office.
1T was a beautiful day and. as I
strolled through Franklin Park, the
balmy air beguiled me into an inviting
bench hard by the fountain. AS 1
puffed lazily at my cigar. l perceived.
| sitting on neighboring bench, the
! tramp who had begged the bread and
cheese. He was nibbling away like a
man who has cut TIL ekeen edge from
| his appetite and eats merely because
| he doesn't like to miss n chance.
LAS l watched him, there sneaked up
a foriorn-looking dog. He was Of the
yellow cur type and looked as hungry
greedily eyed the bread and cheese.
approaching timidly but hopefully and
eagerly wagginG a sagging tail in
token of peace.
"The tramp looked at the dog mo-
| ment. took one last bite and, break
! ing up the rest of his repast in pieces,
| threw the chunks to the cur. Aston
the dog halted moment in doubt;
| then, boiling the biggest piece Of cheese
with a gulp, he seized another In his
mouth and made off at full speed.
LAS he dashed over the park curb
| ing he flushed lean alley cat who was
hiding in the shrubbery in that vain
and endless quest for English sparrows
| that is the sad delusion of Washington
| alley cats. She came scurrying away
| from the threatened danger, and, in her
| fright, caught scent of the bread and
| cheese lying on the park walk. The
prospect of food halted her and she
| crept stealthily up, keeping a wary
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of what you are going to wear"
Helena's face fell Il haven't got
anything"
The rest Of the day they sewed
frantically. An old pink satin dress
of Helena's and some treasured black
lace fiouncing OF her mothers COM l1s
mother felt joyfully that if the. great
Mrs. Garrison wanted youth, beauty
and charm to grace her dinner table
Helena.
Helena fairly ran all the way to Mrs.
Garrison's. not because she felt the
cold, but because she was so happy
and so eager to get there. A maid
opened the door and directed her up
stairs to a dressing room already full
of wraps. The whole party. it seemed.
had arrived. From the drawing room
came up fragments of laughter and
conversation. Somewhere victrola
was producing a grand opera air. The
air of festivity heightened Helena's
spirits. And when she looked into the
great cheval glass she took courage.
She tucked up a stray wisp of blond
hair and went serenely downstairs. The
maid announced Miss White" and she
entered the drawing room.
Instantly she felt that something had
happened. Her appearance had certain
dozen people in the room, and they
were all staring at her in open-eyed
astonishment. Even Mrs. Garrison's
exquisite breeding seemed momentariIy
thrown off it's axis. Then she was sr1il-
ing. with Helena's hand in hers.
MY dear. l am SO glad you were able
TO come. 1 wonder If you have met
all these people. I will introduce YOU
She was plainly determined to make
Helena feel at ease. Helena knew no
rison's sharp-eyed little husband. the
famous judge. or her tall and magnifi-
cent son Max. who was already well
considered lawyer.
A kindly old gentleman with beard
took Helena In to dinner. where she
found herself next to Max Garrison.
The light of shaded pink candles made
the girl. in her pink and black dress,
a very rose for freshness and coloring,
and Max Garrison soon saw little else.
He forgot his dinner to talk to her.
And Helena, elated by the first good
time she had had since her father died
and all their fortune was smashed,
overcame her natural shyness and talk
ed as we'll as he. Condolences grew be-
tween them. for Helena knew instinc-
lively that this fine clean young man
of steady eyes and big chin and firm
| mouth was one whom no girl need be
afraid Of
DO you know Max said, when l
heard your name announced and look
ed up and saw you l had the jolt of
my life. 1 had a notion that mother
| had asked another Miss White-a Miss
Ellen White. who is kind of cousin
of my fathers. I consider myself luck y
to be sitting beside you instead of her
tonight. Can you fancy what the diff
| ference means to me-?
Helena had given gasp and her
blood seemed chilling. She understood
now She had been asked by mistake.
She had never heard of Ellen White.
! What could Mrs. Garrison think of
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eye for stray sticks and stones. AT
length, finding no danger, she shifted
| the cheese. grabbed a generous chunk
| in her jaws and loped off in the direc-
| tion of Franklin School.
Hardly had the cat disappeared
| when bushy tailed squirrel came
| tripping in his staccato style of step
, across the greensward. With peanuts
in mind. he made for me, but. encoun-
tering the remnants of the bread. he
stopped and coyly nibbled at morsel:
Satisfied that 1t was good. he up-ended
himself and, using his fore-feet as
knife and fork, proceeded to make a
hearty meal. One piece disposed of, he
deity picked up another, nibbl1ng as
daintily as debutante at her first
luncheon Then, having satisfied his
appetite, he took crust in his jaws
and. unm;ndful of the sparrows scold-
ing over his delay, tripped across the
lawn until. finding a suitable spot. he
buried his booty for tomorrow's break
fast.
Meantime the English sparrows had
gathered about the remaining crumbs
and set fiercely to work with all the
furious and pugnacious animation of a
democratic county convention. For
ten minutes they ate and fought In
turn until, with crops filled. they flew
off to chatter and fuss about the toun-
tain.
IT flung away my stub and rose. AS
passed the few remaining crumbs. l
saw trundling clumsly along the ground
us they hurried from the four quarters
"A number of great black beetles. drawn
hither by the promise of a feast. one
big fellow had already attached himself
to a crumb as large as he was, and. OBJ
livious Of all earthly cares. was gorgins
himself with the rare and delicious ban
auet From the chinks of the gutter
bricks there were pouring forth hosts OF
little red ants, scuttllng along in haste
to get as much as possible of this treasure
trove for their winter larder. These,
with the ants foresight, took no thought
of their present hunger, but addressed
themselves earnestly to the storing OF
their little warehouses For five minutes
or more l stood watching the beetles and
the ants. At the end of that time there
was not crumb to be seen.
Now, there's q moral to this. con-
cluded the Philosopher. as he unwound
his legs and deposited them on the floor.
In these days of the high cost of living
cent loaf and II cents worth of
cheese affords n pleasant luncheon for
my wife and myself, satisfies the hunger
of an empty tramp, furnishes a dinner
for starving dog, feeds hungry cat.
provides dinner and tomorrow's breakfast
for squirrel in vain search of peanuts,
fills the stomachs of a dozen ravenous
! sparrows-and then offers a gorge for a
score of beetles and fills the winter
larders of a host of ants. There's a
moral. but don't know just what it is.''
"That's easy remarked the Stenog-
| rapher, Just label it: Let your wife do
Evening star., 1915-01-17
DELUSION OF THE
"PURELY VEGETABLE

ss0F all popular de1usions as to
W drugs and chemical compounds, "
said prominent chemist. perhaps the
most harmful is that concerning medi-
cines that are purely vegetable There
seems to be almost a universal impress
sion among even the educated classes
that such medicines as are composed
entirely of vegetable compounds are
on that account. harmless. while on the
other hand any mineral compound is, of
necessity, poisonous.
Now, as a matter of fact. not only
has the question of whether a medicine
Is vegetable or mineral the slightest
relation to its poisonous or non-poi-
sonous qualities. but. in practical medi-
cine, it would seem that most of the
common poisons are vegetable. Look
at the poisons most commonly known
and note their composition. Take
strychnine. aconite. opium, alcohol,
digitalis, hyoscine and cocaine. Every
single one of these is purely veGe-
table, yet most of the deaths by
chronic poisoning come from one of
these. Every one of them is deadly
poison. What is considered the most
rapid poison, the 'curare' of the South
American Indians. is said to be purely
vegetable. while the most powerful poi
sun hto"H, rlCIHe hOpeIt, out i'e-
thousandth of a grain. of which will
kill grown man, is made entirely
from the castor oil bean.
"On the other hand, many minerals,
so far from being poisonous, are not
only harmless. but soothing. Bismuth.
a pure mineral. is given in quite large
quantities even to small babies for the
purpose of allayins Inflammation. while
iron is one of the most common tonics.
Soda is not only one of the most
universal and harmless of medicines.
but it is also largely used in our foods.
Salt is a pure mineral, yet it is not only
necessary to life, but one of the great
est cleansers and preservatives known.
Without it bacon and ham would be
impossible and the luscious dill pickle
unknown.
"Of course. there are minerals that
are highly poisonous. such as mercury,
arsenic and potassium in certain COM
binations, but they are neither more
deadly nor more numerous than the
vegetable poisons. This. also, may be
said in favor of the mineral poison.
1t is considered by many physicians
that it's action is much more certain
than its vegetable brother: rather. veg
etable Doisons are much more uncertain
in their action upon the human system.
Hence death by overdose is more likely
to occur from a vegetable than a mineral
poison, when taken incidentally.
Just how the public ever got the
delusion that the purely vegetable was
a badge of harmlessness, l do not
is the common belief. That it is COM
mon is shown by the fact that the
quack doctor always trumpets forth
his nostrums as being purely vege-
table. thereby appealing to the popu-
lar delusion."
Evening star., 1915-01-17
The First Newspaper
AdvertiSement-in 164S

TN an old newspaper the advertise
ii ments are of especial interest to
q any man who would construct
picture of the place and time in which
that paper was published. Often it is
the advertisements which shed the
clearest light on the manners, customs
and conditions of the people instead
of the so-called reading matter. In
the newspaper today the domestic and
the inner life of the people may be
well judged by reading of the adver-
tisements. and this phase or form of
newspaper literature will be invaluable
to those historians who are to come
after us and who would write of us.
In an old article written by Joseph
j. Belcher and published in Harper's
Magazine in October, 1866, the author
said: Properly regarded. the adver-
among the most important, for no man
really becomes acquainted even with
the news of the day until he has thor
oughly perused the advertisements
They are the pulse of commerce and
universal activity. They contain not
only rare specimens of human idiosyn-
crasies, but AFFORD general view OF
life in every possible phase. They aid
the arts and sciences: they minister to
love; they speak of change; sometimes
To the sick man they promise health:
to the poor they offer wealth; the
pleasure seeker is posted in amuse-
ments: the book-buyer learns the title
and price of the last new work; the
house hunter reads of a desirable and
eligible tenement for family without
children; the traveller of the best
means of conveyance; the unemployed.
of employment: in fine. every imagin-
able want is suppositiously supplied
by the advertising department of
daily newspaper"
The newspaper advertisement ap-
pears to be about old as the news
paper. There are files of newspapers in
the British Museum which were print
ed in other centuries and they contain
announcements or advertisements.
Long ago there was London newspa-
per the name of which was the Mod
crate, and in one of the early issues of
that journal, the issue of March 81,
man who had lost "piebald nag" Of
fers suitable reward for its recov-
cry. 1t has been claimed that that was
the first newspaper advertisement pub
lished in the English language. 1t was
printed within a day or so of two
months after the execution of
Charles /.
The origin of the words news"
newspaper" or newsletter has
caused deep research by some men in
terested in the subject The case is not
tiops have been given. 1t the New
York Herald in May. 1903, writer
whose name was H. NJ. Handrich
claimed to have solved the riddle. He
said: No doubt many persons think
the word news is derived from, or has
Evening star., 1915-01-17

covered, for it was very cold and
gusty day. The pupil whom Helena
had expected that morning had not
appeared. AS for orders, she was way
ahead of them She had, in fact,
pain,ed so steadily that she only got
troubled sleep at night. Her mother
had insisted that she must rest, and
she was resting now. but it was only
until she got another order As she
tried TO read disturbing thoughts OBJ
truded. Winter had just begun, the
rent had gone up dollar a month,
YieI was higher than it had ever been.
and as for milk and butter and eggs,
which her mother must have, their
price was prohibitive. Helena was
very anxious.
The telephone in the next room rang
sharp, and Helena tiptoed out to an
swer il. Perhaps 1t meant an oroer.
She hoped SO.
a voice came indistinctiy over the
wire. Miss White: Miss Helena
White" Helena thought it said. This
is Mrs. Garrison speakins-yes. Mrs.
Oswald Garrison I'm giving ittle
dinner tonight. and L want you 10 come
You will. won't you. without fail? Yes.
That's very good. At at {, yes
without fail. Good bye
Helena stood staring at the instru-
IueDt through winch Hdu toHlt t"e
wonderful message. Mrs Garrison had
asked her to dinner. the great MIS-.
Garrison. who lived in the beautiful
big house on the next street once
or twice Helena had been inside the
big house when she went to deliver
some work which Mrs. Garrison haG
ordered Mrs. Garrison waa very
courteous and kind. But IL had never
occurred to Helena that she would SO
far take notice OF her to ask her
10 dinner. Oh, IL seemed too good to
be true, She would tell her mother
the wonderful news at once, even
though she must wake her up to do so
But Mrs. White was already awake
and sitting up. Didn't ! hear the
telephone bell ring she asked
Yes Helena cried. oh. mother
what do YOU think, Mrs. Garrison has
asked me to dinner tonight at :. Did
YOU ever hear of such a thins?'
Perhaps Mrs. White. who had once
given dinners of her own in the happy
days when her husband was alive and
drawing big salary. had heard OF
such things as crossed wires. Per
not been included in the Invitation.
Well. why not?' she commented.
me is 80 slight. And we've lived In
knows us very we'll l don't under
stand it at all.
Don't Try said Mrs. White. "She
has asked you and you have accepted.
That Is enough. Now you must think
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her? Her startled eyes went to her
hostess face. Mrs. Garrison was
Helena smiled back with quivering
lips, but she was determined to con-
ceal her feelings. No one should guess
from her that she was out of place.
1t had begun to storm and Mrs. Gar
rison ordered out the limousine and
sent her guests home in it. Helena
rode between Mrs. FELTON, and Mrs.
Montrose, who were just as nice to
her as if she had a right to their favor.
Half an hour later a crumpled, tear
stained Helena had sobbed out the
whole story to her mother. Humiliated.
crushed. shamed. she lay sleepless the
whole night through and lived over
again the enchantment and disillusion
of that evening. And through II all
throbbed one awful pain-she had look
ed in at the gate of happiness and
Evening star., 1915-01-17
Wonenn
Need Work for Women and Gm-Glove and Socks
New Knitting Sent the English Flagship the Iron DueStoes
Reievedow Was Obtained and the
Heating Furnished the New Al Society,".

| used in providing various knitting
machines, materials, and SO on. and
funds are badly needed and Will be
gratefully received. At the outset the
Society of American Women in London,
out of its emergency fund, donated
$3.50 toward the upkeep of the factory
and other private donations have been
received and further ones are hoped
for, but not half enough to carry out
the Societys schemes has been forth
coming as yet.
Mrs. Page, the amba ssador's wife.
and honorary president of the society,
is giving the lightning and heating of
the house, no small item. Sir Thomas
Lipton, always to the fore when 1t is
a case of American enterprise. has
given thirty pounds of tea, fifteen
pounds of cocoa and similar amount
of coffee. A liberal private donation
also has come from Herbert c. Hoover,
whose wife Is the new president of the
society. while another member OF the
society, MrsA c. n. Knight of New
knitting machines, round and fiat
one, by means of which sweaters and
socks can be fabricated with extreme
celerity.
Meanwhile the Duchess of Marl-
borough has promised to visit the
factory" while others interested are
Mrs. Reginald Owen, daughter of Sec
retary of State Bryan, whose soldier
husband Is now at Aldershot, expecting
to go to the front any day; Mrs. Edgar
Rickard of San Francisco. and Mrs.
E. c. Darling of Richmond, Va. The
latter gave the factory one of its first
orders, this being for a quantity or
knitted gloves which, when completed.
were dispatched by their donor to the
Iron Duke, Admiral Jellicoe's flagship,
and drew a letter of warm appreciation
from the gallant sailor in whom Brit
ain hopes she has found another Nell
son. Another large order which the
factory has filled, was for fifty-st
pairs of knitted socks. which have been
sent to the crews of the three British
monitors. modelled after the famous
American craft that sunk the Merrl-
mac, which have been making Things
SO lively for the Germans at Ostend
The fourteen woman workers who are
employed at the factory are now given
their indispensable afternoon tea
gratis. and what is more. these humble
toilers. Who, residents of mean streets,
when originally engaged, were in a
pitiable case. indeed. take their 1nno-
cent stimulant out of cups which bear
on their sides the magic inscription OF
one of London's lordliest caravan
saries. Early in the game. 1t seems.
the special committee of the Socie-
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I +b. v,,r f,ctor;as have heen closing
wbolesaJe
ON one d.v , few weeks ago. two
factories in this neighborhood closed
tbrowins more than 500 women out of
work As result the distress is terri
Bile The next thing was to discover
something that all the women could do,
and unon consulting with the officia S
of the labor exchanges here we found
that the women all seemed to be able
to knit. so this decided what kind of a
factory we should have to establish.
"Tro, pe Interviewed the mayor of
nc" W M
lslinSton. VINO eApresseu gee" app
citation OF what we wanted to DO. ana
as a beginning. placed a small build
;pg i, ,be Caledonian road. the former
ne ~ - - ,,ai;t,o,I c,uh at our
heaaauar'ers VI Il po''',e' - 49,. -.
disposal, and there we began WIZ" ii''e
women September 20. and remained Tor
four weeks or until, once more through
the influence OF the mayor, this hne.
big place. which formerly was the
headquarters of the Young women
Christian Association. was handed over
to us by that organization.
1t had been obvious as soon as one
reached this particular part OF Barns
bury street. hitherto the most woe
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LONDON, January !, 1915.

<< a NIGEL, Islington; Angel
~ N Islington.' beloved the
"A conductor of the motor
~ bus that conveyed the
writer thence few morn
iugs ago, and one could not help Won
dering If he happened to be aware, as
are most of the denizens of the drab
North London district Il us designated.
that there is a new Angel of Isling-
ton" who speaks with an American &C
cent; who halls, in fact, from the Unit
cd States.
The old and at present more re-
nowned Angel is singulariy unworthy
of it's title. being merely a big pub
or. in plain American, saloon. though,
like so many others of Its ilk. it has
become a recognized landmark, and
YOU can book" to it by underground.
bus or tram. But the new Angel
we'll she really is characterized by an
Eelic quaIities-if charitableness and
thought for others be such-and may
be described as n composite character,
who 1t is eminently appropriate
should come from the land which We
are accustomed to refer to proudly as
Gods country.
This new Angel of Islington. in fact.
is the Society of American Women in
London, an organization some fifteen
wears old, which already Is renowned
alike for the brilliance and success OF
its social gatherings and for it's good
works Composed of about zoo fair
daughters of the United States, most
of them the wives of American busi-
ness men resident in London, the So
ciety has entered heart and soul INTO
a new philanthropic activity winch mas
for it's object the relief OF distress
among the hitherto almost forsotten
moor women and girls of London VINO
nave lost their livelihood as result OF
ile war.
To give employment to such, the so
c1cty has just opened Factory IN
IsIinZton, where, as soon as tn COUP,
mont is complete. all kinds OF KNITTED
uork will be turned out. and when a.
th.. present moment is eiv'ns "ofk a,
a living wage to fourteen iris ana
women who previous to it's establish
,ren, we're in grave doubt as to where
1ra next meal of themselves ana those
n.,psnJent on them was coming from:
I'll. address of this factory rs "a
E,rnsbury street, Islington. and lsilhs-
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flaming the Flame.

HAROLD S. VANDERBILT, at a dim
l l ner of the Motor Car Touring So
ciety, said of dancing:
The tango and maxixe and othsr
dances are not SO popular as they
were. The craze is lying out. It would
have died out earlier but for the talk
Don't you think these new dances
are frightfully immoral? a bishop said
to me last year.
"'No, l don't I answered; and It's
your saying they are immoral that
keeps them so deuced fashiorN.ble
South American imports in 1914 were
valued at $545,126,7s3.
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now the gate was shut forever. Max
Garrison was not for such as she.
The new day came forth in golden
splendor. The snow vanished. After
coffee Helena attacked her days work
Two new pupils sought her. Three new
orders for work came in-all from Mrs
FELTON,.
And then at o'clock the postman
brought a note-a severely plain little
note-in Mrs. Garrison's decided hand
writing. which read:
"I am giving little party for m,
son upon his birthday, Thursday even
ing, December 4, at which l request the
plea sure of your presence
This time the summons was unmis-
taxable, and as soon as Helena got
through crying for joy she began to
laugh for the same reason.
(THE END.)