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Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
BANK ClEARINGS

Bank cearings compared with cores
ponding day last two year:
1919 1918 1917
phiIa s69, asa, 554 500. o5o 742 st7.027, 73+
Boston 65 S33, ,7sa 53, 793, 49S -, S29.42
\ Z. 1.157234. 437 69a.106 o5a coo 6.3l4,21l
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
DIVIDENDS DECLARED

Philadelphia Company, semiannual Of !,
a n5 on preferred per cent stock, payable
September I registered August 8.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
NEW YORK STOCK SALES

','"'"l IN ''' - ~
''"' "''"'N '''2 f'
do pref 49,. 73rt - 73a4 :
Ajax Rubber 1917. 1OGa, 1O7r,. %
Ara>ka cid VI = 2
Alas .uncnu -. 81, ~,
NIi> Cnal 60. ~, a., IIlo %,
do prof .. ~ ~ ~
Am Ayr Chcm IOH5s lOGi, lOGl, Il
Am Rcct Suy. aOa, ~nl, sos, g,
Am Can ~ 57ro - 4
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&C. 4 TdN colI7 ~ llG -.
Am Bank Norn - - - Il
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Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
CHICAGO BUTTER AND EGGS

Chicago, July @--BrTTER-Receiprs
ii. .3G3 tubs Firm. Extras SO trsts
asa sic: seconds. 4Gd47la
.. EGGSI,LReceipts. %. 33s eases. Firm
miscellaneous. 37d41c.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
NOTWITHSTANDING RATES

NEW YORK-MOney on call, mixed
collateral. opened at g per cent :, high.
6: low. ~ last. 5ls closed. 6; rul-
ing rate. per cent. Industrials opened
at per cent: high. I; low. g; last.
e. closed, I; ruling rate. q per cent.
The time money market continues firm
without special features. Offerings are
no larger than they have been of late.
Some loans on all industrial collateral
were reported at ~ per cent. Six
per cent was bid on mixed collateral
for all matnrities.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
Dated July 1, 1919
Due July 1, 1929


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25Ooo "dLg "A"
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The CopaMy that all enee Ralroad ADMINISTRATION
surplus all
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that expenditures the last
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
PHILADELPHIA-Call. 5a

PHILADELPHIA 5a per
cent; time. 5A d6 per cent; CONNER
cial paper. three to six months, 54 a
80 per cent and six months, 9 per
cent.
LONDON-Money is quoted at rs
per cent. Discount rates, short bills.
3,Is per cent: three month bills, 3fRs "a
33s per cent.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22

'Ex dividend-American sumstrs To-
bscCO. pa per cent
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22

Total sales .443. 700 shares compared
with l ,576, 700 shares yesterday.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-07-22
BUTTER, EGGS AND CHEESE

sold yesterday.
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

the emotions, that its small body has
not the strength to create alone
The cello, the bassos, the wind instru-
ments, the flute, even the harp, are all
inspired by the impulses of the violin
"Clearly, my adventures in life were
to be in music; my sympathies began
when | was a child, and they have never
lost their vivid impulses, they have never
failed me. As the violin fastened its
sentiment upon my destiny, there was
no other form of creative life left in
me but music. Music permeated my
imagination, pursued such ardent WOO
ing OF my emotional character that my
artistic impulses refused to function
without it.
"Music is the poetry and passion of
all moods. of all ages of all important
things in life; without it people would
go back to the Stone Age. The greatest
art next to music is painting; they are
allies, they work in the same studio,
they experience the same emotions, in
different expression, but they exchange
the secrets of nature"
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

have been his ideal. In fact. when
he was a child they used to saw to
him:
Jean, won't you give us a song?"
And he had sung "The Warblers'
Nest" or a sad romance which he
had learned from his sister and which
was called "The Deep Pond" He
could see himself once more the CEN
ire OF an attentive circle. The sounds
escaped from his throat like soap bub-
bles floating in the sunlight. He re-
members the pleasure which he took
IN following the supple notes which
he launched into space.
He wants to be a musician. At
nlghttall, returning to his narrow
lodging, he tells Marie what he
thinks of doing, now that some one
IS willing to aid him. He is almost
gay. Hope, renewed and indestruct-
ible, brings light into his darkness.
Along the road Marie names the
places which he knows so we'll. Here
is the Fountain of Flowers" He
hears the noise Of the waters in the
gray stone basin and sees again in
thought the little park about it
where the children play.
There is the court Of the black.
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
u Shall Com to Bloom" Says Mary Garden

race, but some women have speed
enough to reach desirable goa1-with-'
out favors. Of course, we owe some
thing to inheritance.
II have wonderful mother. She
was married when she was seventeen
and my father twenty-one, and thew
neither of them appear to feel much
older to-day | was born in Scotland.
There is something about the Scotch
mist that forever wells the heart in it's
soft gray folds, shielding it from the
compromising errors of susceptibility.
lhe deepest susceptibility in mine has
been great love for the silent force
of the hills, the far distances. the in
descrlbable simplicity of open coun-
try. I've never had enough Of if in
my long life. but it is ia be my reward
some day for industry and opera. This
sounds like 'soliloquy without the
Shakespearian flavor, however. 1t has
oeen forced upon me in way. A
man has been asking me questions in
the hope that the Mary Garden ropu-
tation may he sustained. lie hoped
that Mary Garden the exotic, the SEN
satlonal the operate curiosity, would
say something startling, His hanal
purpose was quite obvious,
"Noth'ng is SO difficult or so thank
less as to explain ones self to the
public, yet curiosity is the most in
duslrleus hanalty in human nature.
People are equally curious about
beauty IN the theatre as ,hev arc about
the plague or politics of new POTATOES.
like discrimination, Every eea
should have an ethical point Of view.
Culture Ia essential. If ono Ia ia he
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

lilies of the valley. She had thanked
him and blushed.
When they are all together thew
ask him to make some music. He
takes the accordion. Through the
open window comes a breath of air
laden with the scent of acacias, for
there is garden next door. He
plays familiar airs and patriotic re-
trains and also improvises a little.
But his improvisation is so charged
with sadness that he cannot con-
tlnue it. He puts the instrument
aside and says:
That is enough for this evening"
One day some ladies come to visit
him. They ask him what he would
like to do, promising that the or
ganlzation with which they are con-
nected will assist him. They add:
while you are waiting you must
come to the disabled soldiers club.
lie asks nothing better. But who
will take him there?
Marie is present, by chance, and
she volunteers:
Il will accompany you, Monsieur
Jean, if you want me to-"
These words are like u ray Of light
to his dead eyes. That evening he
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

would have liked travelling in remote
places, would have been jungle en-
thusiast - incidentally a student Of
prehistoric drama that lies hidden
IN the untrodden bypaths of the
world" She is sure she would have
succeeded in discovering new places,
new beings, new life. "The pursuit
of life in its dramatic course of
years." she believes
sis the only real adventure. There is
thrill in reaching for the unknown
dramas of the world, for the proof of
untold conflict and glory of men and
women who have lived thousand
years before. In a way, that is why |
became a prima donna. Music performs
this miracle in the imaginaton-it re-
stores the emotions of the ages.
CAS- child music fascinated me, and
being child of adventure, made up
my mind when | was eight years old to
study the violin. adore its flexible
emotions, its sincerity without aban-
don, its voice that sings all moods
with such inVariable certainty Of i'm
pulse. After few lessons | saw that
the Viollnist must be impassive for a
long time-that before the voice of
the instrument could be made to meet
the mood there were very long, tire
some years of inartioulate devotion to
scales and exercises, ! asked my
teacher how long it would be before
should be able to play, lie told me
that In about an con, twenty or thirty
years, should be brilliant amateur,
Htil adore my FIRST love, hat we nart=
ed long ago, though | liHten to the in=
spifatioh of his voiee with the tender
est memory Of all that Il awakened In
mo, It may be that tho heaftstrings Of
music are in the violin, the rest are
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

open, please!"
And his mother had answered:
Jean. It's Jeanl"
They had seated themselves at the
little table and his mother had off,
fered the attendant some wine. He.
too, had drunk a glass. Each of
them told his story But after a
little his mother had ceased to talk
and now and then he heard her Sob
bing.
He sits sometimes by the window
and, as good weather draws near. he
listens to the gentle murmuring of
the wind. He tries to tell whether
it is blowing from The north or from
the south and to guess whether the
pleasant days will last. He has
found an old accordion and he draws
some sounds from it during the long
afternoons when the world about
him is silent.
In the evening his sisters come
back from work and bring laughter
into the house. They have with them
often friend named Marie. Jean
had known her before. She had
fresh colored cheeks and an air of
gravity, which he now recalls. One
May day he had offered her some
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

takes the accordion and plays an old
air with some gayety in it. His Sis
ters say to him:
1T is the first time YOU have
played an air which dances a little "
The next day it was fair and
Marie conducted him to the club. #
was large, sunny room, opening on
q garden full Of vine arbors. A sort
OF provincial tranquility reigned
within the garden, into which onlv
the sounds of summer penetrated
one heard the songs of birds and
the rustling noises which stir amonp
the branches.
lie takes a seat at big table. A
phonograph begins to play. Those
who listen keep time with their feet
to the "March of the Allies" But
one sees their faces become grave
when far-off tenor voice SINGS a
romance of love.
They receive coffee and cigarettes.
Then a lady to whom Jean has con-
fded that he, too, used to sing says
to him:
I'VE. will send you to Paris TO
study music"
Music! He would never have
dared to suggest it. But that would
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
.4way " it'll "Opera''

Miss Garden would like to see the
word "opera" banished forever, and
in its place she urges, "let us build
magnificent temples for music
drama" Musie-drama is "eosmopol-
itan," And the writer concludes,
Like myself, it seerns no emotional
values, from whatever source, for in
spifaienal experiments, Camille
Elahgef will be one Of the sufnpses in
store for America next season. Til
then. ! shall pufeue the adventures Of
my destiny,
i shall continue to blooml''
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
The Charm of Rain
Francisco Contreras


Vt RAINS, and rams, and rain,
The clouds hang low
and through the tremulous rain
zeal, far and nigh,
D'n'ly are seen the landscape aM
the sky,
Lake pale face through streamil
tears that fo,o.
what a mysterious charm amid ny
fpoe
/ fnd IN storms. sehils saadowsd
hours glide byl
I think, fhiek, thiah; my ardent
faneles ~
haek to the much iopea aays Of less
ago,
q ress Of innocence. most pure and
sseeett
! fhiak Of thee, my peuth's fan,
dstfe dram.
Who taught ny soui the neaHiae tf
ioce's fire,
im the dim shodow Of my stem
fetredt
l hear thee sigh, see thy bright
smile beam.
Meanwhile it rains, rains, ruina
and does not tire.
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

distinguished from the dramatic talent
or snake charmer. Of course, people
Will always believe that the snake
charmer really hypnotzes the snake
with her eyes and her figure, just as
they believe that the tragic woman
IN the play really suffers. What this
sort of universal curiosity neglects is
an instinct of respect for the very i'm
portant values behind the conscious
human beings. You can talk to them
IN riddles and they will believe that
you are quoting scriptures. You talk
to them truthfully and they don't be-
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
TO the Old Guitar
BY Jorge Gonzale.

DS jorge Gonzales
TF WAR cries your soma, -,
and blood Of the n,ars~' .'s
Il And echoes o. oriet r'
heart-stricken dove, '
mere arc orange trees, too, tA.,, :
rosomary's fragrance. 'S
And footsteps of gypsies. ons ).
dreams of love. "''
CAL up your bright pisions Of s,...
!" past ages, '"
Your nights made by moonlio,. :,
'nusic divine, s
The dark hands that c,csn.y
the lips blithc and vosy '''
Your laughter, your kisses % ..
lordliest winci ''''
0"'s men, y enchnntmenti the N.
OF our country ~
1n'S young country, pierced ,.,,,
49, l0Oe's heen, glo,ving dort, "'''
That wears on her forehead = -,
land Of roses,
While sacred hosannas resoyr5 ;.
her heart.
oh' sing Of our glory, oh, sing Of on,
So,roaO!
Ihe songs of the old world ,no.r.s.
forget,
And bring us the fragrance Of min,
on your accents,
Inc perfume of m,allovs, of su.,.
mignonette!
Guitar, dear gasitarl Early davn .,
oar gladness!
The passion of Spain and of Chill
you hold.
Hoa0 sod, Q guitar, is tho voics d
yoar sadness,
2he tire Of yoar strong heart, hs
ardent and bold!
10 our life you were nepsr .
stranger. Ring out, then
And let your chords echo. sonorow
and clear!
That ar, fuU Of iove. in old Spcin
had its birthplace;
1h's, lo0'ng and mournfal, belongs
to us here!
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
)SE WHO SIT IN DARKNESS-Bv A1aronerte Eon-7 px

smiths shop. In its depths one can
make out a dilapidated house with
iron balconies. Moss covers it's
walls. But he no longer sees the
ancient landmarks of his little city.
tie will never see them again. How
can one enjoy life when he knows
that there will never be again for
him a sunlit street and familiar
faces and the rich color of the old
fountain?
That evening he takes the accor-
dion. But he is unable to express his
hope. 1t is always his melancholy
which floats out through the open
window. 1t is like a song of indi-
gence. A certain sadness clings
about his instrument, just as it
cllngs about his soul. His sisters
come and go. They whisper. They
laugh. He cannot follow their
movements as he used to do. All
the gayety of life continues. But
he remains apart from it. He is a
prisoner in dark tower, while the
swallows play around it and the sun
gilds its walls.
He drops his head in his hands
Marie sees him. She approaches.
She says to him:
you must have courage"
And as if she sought phrase
less empty she adds, after silence;
You will have music, Monsieur
Jean. And, besides, there is friend
ship
Jean sees light breaking in the
gloom of his night. But it is Il
dream Of which he cannot speak as
yet.
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
TO A RETURNED SOLDIER
By Harry Kemp

By Harry Kemp
HERELL be great talk of this Facing great realities
and that That only front Brace
Now that tho
The nares that not ,oo,,p, beoyt and on
oeQFe
WH let their mad; Whose c,Ye is nener p, b.
still
~ p' ""o 'o"e "e heo'm9 foHH shUg shoulders 90
'"'''
And roling to rauaged And yet Iem nrots h en-
fiunce ' N' '"'
And shot and hlop for
o'o", louN amle and orapslv turn
Hurled back the Hun'a aa ouo, 7' '''s
'""'e From aaping hand and thus
and
lon mho each at fseauas fbs j)osn
pour "eafh, What toiheys nepsr hnopy
an" s"o mo an open grdte From The independents
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

lleve you; you tell them something of
the agonies of artistic crucifxion
that precede the artists resurrection
and they think you have given them q
riddle. You tell them that you have
had conversation with the Sphinx to
OBTAIN private information as to what
sort of woman Cleopatra really was
and they think you are TRUTHFUL"
IT,
If Mary Garden had been a man
she might have been hunter" She
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
r TE is sitting near the win
r. dow. In the room there is
a small round table. also 4


H. Il a small round table, also Il
mahogany chest of draw
ers. Two porcelain vases filled with
dried grasses stand on the mantel-
piece. There are other everyday
things. But he no longer sees them.
He is there in the old lodgings in
which he lived before the war. But
as he leans toward the window he
cannot look at the sunset across the
roofs or into the court below, with
its little fountain.
he can walk now only by feeling
his way with his hands, lightly
touching familiar objects and saying
to himself: "That is the mirror with
gilt edges; that is the sewing ma
chine, and there, against the wall.
are the framed daguerrotypes."
Then, when he knows that he is
alone, the tears flow from his closed
eyes.
ne recalls the hospital. They had
put bandage over his eyes. They
mad told him that there was hone.
But one evening the nurse spoke to
q visitor who was passing by. He
heard her say:
ut is desperate casc.'
Then he understood.
But when his wounds had healed
they sent him home. He had come
back attended by hospital orderly.
They had climbed the stairs and
Knocked at the door The orderly had
called out:
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

once announced: 81 am in
the mood to bloom" And
the phrase appeals to Mary Garden.
She, too, is in "blooming mood" and
she will let it "lead me where it
will" Setting down "some adven-
lures of my destiny" in "The For
um," the famous singer goes on to
say:
ut is now that indefinite hour when
one is between heaven and earth and
breakfast One looks into the sunlit
mirror and then suddenly discovers q
chic portrait of ones self in the gleam-
ing tints of evening and decollete, and
the average woman Of perception sighs
| don't because the fact that ! was
horn a woman is unimportant. The
glorious truth of the hour is that |
am in world of interesting impulses,
am woman, and | accept the re-
sponsbility and the glittering oppor-
tunites, Other goodlooking women
have done the same thing, exerting
their energies in spite Of restraining
criticism eehoing from the cave dwell
ers ef an eldfaahoned period, An
energetic woman is not a household
wefdl she has tee much vitality to he=
come the hemespun treasure Of auiet
life There's enough manhood in vigef=
ous. vital women to win a place for
themselves. pefhaps 1t would be more
feminine to accept handicap In the
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
A Singers
Complaint
English Version by c. {.
Clements

(From an old japanese Bollad)
THE hearen and earth they '''
so great,
For me are Uery small;
The sun and moon they call "
bright
For me ne'er shine at all.
Are all men sad, or only /?
And achat hare I obtained,
What good the grit of mortal ijs
If nothing an it gained?
If here in dark and smelly hut
Upon the bare cold ground,
I make my aUretched bed Of s'ro'
And hear bat mournful sotna'
And nolc to make my icail m"'
deep,
The saying is prored true
OF "smipping schat scas ""1
before"
There comes to claim his due
The uillage provost, club in he'"
He's shouting at mv door! :,
oh, can such pain and grief % ."
Existence has in store?
The heaven and earth they cca Y
great,
For me are uery small; i
The sun and moon they call so orageI
For me ne'cr shine at GM
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
Translated by William L. Mcpherson
Copyright, 1919, By Ne1O York Tribune Inc

h wYmk Tribune
~ ~onyrh
to oom nd
jus eff M ~
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27
Garland Of
CliiIeal,
Verse

Tra"''@'ed tram tho spa,,.,
0v Alice Stone Blackoeu, A.,
printed in "Tho strattOra Jss, w.
nai.")
New-York tribune., 1919-04-27

CELEBRATED poet, speak
ing of his writing mood,
r. once announced: 81 am in
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1919-06-04

any knowledge of the affair between
his wife and their former boarder is
not known. The people of Benton
were in entire ignorance of this and
both Mrs. Casserly and her husband
were held in very high esteem. The
tragedy and the double life of Mrs
CasSeriy, which it reveals, has been a
great shock to the community, where
she has spent practically her entire
life.
Mrs. Casserly was about So years
old and had resided in Benton with
her husband for a number of. years
Previous to her marriage she resided
near Platteville.
An examination of Long showed
that his injury was patiently self in
flicted.
Judging from letters found in the
grips of Long at the place where he
resided there has been a love affair
between the two for some time and
frequent clandestine meetings were
held. The letters, according to the
authorities who examined them. con-
tanned mostly words of endearment
and frequently referred to meetings
of the two at the same place and at
the same time" The letters were all
from Mrs. Casserly and some were
sent to Long while he was in Benton
and others while he was in other
cities.--Galena Gazette.
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1919-06-04
MAN SHOOTS WOMAN
AND THEN HIMSELF
ARTHUR RAY LONG AND MRS.
MARY CASSERLY ARE VICTIMS
OF TRAGEDY AT BENTON.

Benton, Wis, was the scene of a
dual shooting about ten thirty Sat
urday evening, May "a, the result of
which Mrs. Mary Casserly, 3S, wife of
Nick Casserly, and Arthur Ray Long,
50, are dead
According to DR.. P. w. Leitzell of
Benton, coroner of Lafayette county,
the object of the shooting is a mys-
terry. The bodies of the couple were
found lying under a fence in a field,
tween the town of Benton and the
township of Benton, on Sunday morn
ms.
Mrs Casserly, according to reports,
left her home about o'clock Satur-
day night ostensibly to visit neigh
Dor. Early Saturday evening Long
took his shotgun from a saloon where
he had been keeping it, to go hunting
with on Sunday morning. When Mr..
Casserly returned to his home Satur-
day night and did not find his wife he
waited for a while for her to return
and later went to look for her.
An inquest was conducted by Cor
oner Leitzell on Sunday afternoon,
the verdict Of the jury being as fol-
lows:
THAT said Mary Casserly came to
her death by gun shot wound inflict-
ed upon her by Arthur Ray Long in
the township of Benton in Lafayette
county on the oath day of May, A. d.
1919, with homicidal intent and that
the said Arthur Ray Long Immediate
ly thereafter at the same place and
time killed himself by gunshot wounds
with suicidal intent"
Mrs. Casserly was born and reared
in Belmont, Iowa county, and is sur
vIved by her husband but no children
Long, it is said was originally from
Streator, ILL.,, and it is understood
worked in and around Galena last
summer going to Benton last fall.
The tragedy brought to an end the
love affair between the two victims
which started over two years ago
when Long, a carpenter from Streat-
or, ILL.,, working in Benton, was a
roomer and boarder at the Casserly
home, where the woman and her hus-
band, now wealthy mine owner, liv-
ed an uneventful life
Whether or not the husband had
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1919-06-04
IOWA'S FAMOUS RED
CROSS ROOSTER DEAD.

Extra, Ia, May 3O-Death came re-
Gently to Jack Pershing" the Ameri-
can Red Cross rooster, which was sold
and resold at Red Cross sales through
out Iowa and the Dakotas during the
war, netting an aggregate of more
than $4,000 for the organization. Ex-
ira bought the fowl nearly year ago
for $7,316.50
'Black Jack" had travelled 5000
miles and had been sold 5000 times
at prices ranging from SO cents to
81, 900 on individual bids. Col. D. r.
Jones of Casey, Ia, "chaperoned" the
fowl on its trips. It is intended to
preserve the patriotic fowl through
mounting