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Cost Of Tires

Twenty-eight million tires yearly are
necessary to equip the passenger and
motor trucks in use in the United States.
To this should be added not less than H.
100000 more tires, for many vehicles ac-
cumulate mileage to such an extent that a
second set of shoes is necessary, to say
nothing of the thousands of inner tubes.
"Forty million tires and their inner
tubes at an average cost of SIS gives a
total bill of $1,0 ,000,O00,O00-a fairly tidy
annual expenditure for road travel and
transportation. Hence it is high time to
pay a little more attention to the effect
of the various road surfaces on the motor
vehicle instead of considering only the
damage by the motor vehicle to the road,"
says M. o. Eldridge, director of roads of
the American Automobile Association.
"You can scarcely pick up a paper
without seeing in it something about how
and why the fast moving passenger car
and the loaded motor truck damage the
road, and as you read on you note how
the writer proposes to design highway
to withstand these effects, and how speed
and weights should be limited, and how
the cost burden should be distributed.
Sew of those who discuss transporta.
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N ! R R 0 R E 7 7 ES

Mass was held in the chapel Sunday
morning, Rev. Father Barry, officiating.
The ice harvesting crew started cut
ting Wednesday. There should be an
immense crop this year.
The eight-hour system is working
very smoothly. Someone must have
worked overtime to figure it out so nicely.
AN administering system has been in
stalled in the twine factory and is giving
good results. Hygrometer readings are
taken every hour and a record made
of same.
The front Office ceiling has received
its application of deadening felt and,
with the new lights to be installed, will
make working. conditions much more
pleasant.
The Repair Sales department is being
transferred to St. Paul where a warehouse
has been leased. This is to expedite
shipments and do away with the annoying
delays of repairs to users of Minnesota
machines.
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Rondeau

With fairy gold through Autumn eyes
The tinkling woodlands tumbling
leaves
Whirl, where this thickly carpeted
Curved avenue is softly spread
With what the whispering wind be-
reaves
Low branches, where the nodding sheaves
Go past from fields whose dream deceives
The lingering eye, thus vision-wed
With fairy gold.
Yet we, when whistling winter grieves
The dark where snowdrift drives and
heaves
Against the straining door, shall dread
Sharp season not, whose hearth, grown
red
With faggots, all our chamber weaves
With fairy gold.
John Kane, L. L. D.
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ton questions give thought to the fact
that our 100000 motor cars, which re-
quire annually 2s,0oo,oOO tires, exclusive
of renewals, create problem, namely:
How fast will these tires wear out on
each type of road surface7 Compare, for
instance, the smooth residence of some city
streets with the rough, gritty, and finty
surface so often encountered on country
roads, and try to imagine what tidy
sum in tire bills would be saved if we
could all travel on avenue surfaces. The
saving in tire costs alone would pay the
difference in construction cost in many
instances"
The mirror., 1920-01-15
A Floor-all Decoration

When that Prince of Wales who after
wards became King Edward the Peace
maker, visited North America, a grea
ball was given in New York in hi!
honor. So many attended that in ths
midst of the festivities the floor gave way
and the whole company went sprawline
towards the cavity below. A set o1
verses went the rounds at the time, and
run. as follows:
Twas a grand display, was the Prince:
ball,
A pageant or fete, or what you may call
A brilliant coruscation;
Where ladies and lords of noble worth
Enchanted Prince of Royal birth
By a Royal demonstration.
Little Queens, arrayed in their regal guise
They charmed the Prince with dazzling
eyes,
Fair ladies of rank and station
Till the floor gave way and down they
sprawled
In tableaux style, which the artists called
A Aoor-all decoration.
But soon the floor was set Alright,
And Peter Cooper's face got bright,
When, like the swell of an organ,
All hearts beat time to the first quadrille
And the Prince confessed to joyous thrill
As he danced with Mrs. Morgan.
Then came the waltz-the Princes own
And every bar and brilliant tone
Had music's sweetest grace on;
But the Prince himself ne'er felt its charm
Till he slightly clasped, with circling arm
That lovely girl, Miss Mason.
But ah the work went bravely on,
And meek-eyed Peace trophy won
By the magic art of the dancers:
For the daring Princes next exploit
Was to league with Scott's Camilla Hoyt
And overcome the Lancers.
IT'S now a dream-the Princes ball.
Its vanished glories, one and all,
The scene of the fairy tales;
For Cinderella herself was there,
And Barnum keeps for trial fair
The beautiful slipper deposited there
By His Highness the Prince of Wales
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Lookers-on Are Hypnotized

AT recent meeting of sleight-of f-hand
experts all the magicians confessed their
utter inability to describe the method by
which the rope-climbing trick, so often
described by British travellers in India, is
performed. Iba Batuta, an Arab from
Tangiers, says writer in the Boston
Transcript, described the trick as follows
I was entertained by the emir in his
own house at Hangchow in a most splen-
did manner. At the banquet were present
the khan's jugglers, the chief of whom
took a wooden sphere to which
was attached long strap, and threw it
up into the air until it went out of sight,
while the strap remained in his hand. He
then commanded one of his helpers to as
cend by this strap. The boy obeyed and
climbed out of sight. His master then
called him three times, but no answer
came. Then he took knife, apparently
in anger, laid hold of the strap, and also
went out of sight. He then threw the
hand of the boy upon the ground, then
his foot, then his other hand, then his
other foot, then his body, then his head.
He then came down, painting for breath,
with his clothes stained with blood.
The juggler now took the limbs of the
boy and applied them one to another. He
then stamped upon them, and the boy
stood up complete and erect. 1 was as
tonished, and was seized in consequence
by palpitation of the heart; but they
gave me some drink and I recovered.
The judge of the Mohammedans, who
was sitting by my side, swore that there
was neither ascent, descent nor cutting
away of limbs, but that the whole was
mere juggling.
The strange part of all such tricks is
that, as in the case of the trick of making
tree grow from the ground and bear
fruit before the spectators eyes, a camera
reveals nothing of the kind.
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The Scythe Tree

Farmer johnson strobe from the field
With an eager step that was long and
1.-the;
The summer sun, like blazing shield,
Burned on high in the hazy sky.
A forked bough, as he hastened by
Seemed a fitting place for his scythe.
So he swung it up in the balsam tree;
"There let it hang till I come" said he.
Then he homeward hied him, humming a
tune,
But he heard word at the farmstead
gate
Under the fervid heat of the noon,
A ringing call to each volunteer,
For all the land was alive with
fear,
Doubt and fear for the country's fate
So Farmer Johnson shouldered his gun,
And left his sythe to the rain and sun.
Fifty years have sped since then,
Fifty fastening years and more;
By southern wood and brake and fen
Faithful he fought, and in gallant
wise,
Fought and died, and now he lies
By the far off Carolina shore,
Where the long trades blow, and the
grasses wave
Over the loan of his sunken grave.
"There let it hang till I come" he said
Of the scythe he left in the balsam tree,
And they let it hang, as the feet days fed,
Till the small bole, fed by the
kindly earth,
Clasped the sythe with mothering
girth.
To-day whoever so will may see
The starry emblem of freedom flow
Over the tip of the sythe below.
He gave his all, and he never came,
He that was strong and young and 1.-THE,
But the balsam boughs seem to name his
name,
Name his name both late and long
Clinton Seollard.
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Danial Webster's Neglected
Crave

A true lover of virtuous patriotism de-
lights to contemplate its purest models
and that love of country may well be
suspected which affects to soar so high in
to the regions of sentiment as to be lost
and absorbed in the abstract feeling, and
becomes too elevated or too refined tc
grow with fervor in the commendation OF
the love of individual benefactors. All
this is unnatural. 1t is as if one should
be so enthusiastic lover of poetry as
to care nothing for Homer or Milton; SC
passionately attached to eloquence as to
be Indifferent to Tuly and Chatham: OF
such devotee to the arts, in such an
ecstasy with the elements of beauty, pro-
portion, and expression, as to regard the
masterpieces of Raphael and Michael An
gelo with coldness or contempt. We may
be assured that he who really loves the
thing itself loves its finest exhibitions. A
true friend of his country loves her
friends and benefactors, and thinks it no
degradation to commend and commence
rate them. daniel Webster.
Visitors at the grave of Daniel Webster
at Marshfeld, Mass, are not gratifed
with the conditions which they find. The
last resting place of the great statesman
is sadly neglected and lack of care is
shown on all sides.
The last home of Daniel Webster, To-
Gated at Marshfeld, comprised some 1900
acres of land. The family burying plot
is on knoll on this estate with no traces
of care, save two American flags, placed
there last May by the G. A. R. These
mark the graves of Maj. Edward Webster
brother and veteran of the Mexican war
and Col. Fletcher Webster son and vet
eran of the civil war.
A marble slab two and one-half feet
high, bearing the name "Daniel Web
ster," signifies the grave of the great
American. The slab also bears the date
of the birth and death of Webster and an
epitaph written by himself. At the left
is the grave of Webster's wife.
Some ten years ago the State Legisla-
ture appointed a committee to investigate
the purchase of the estate, which had been
sold to a Boston business man, but the
asking price was 100000. The COM
mittee thought the price prohibitive and
recommended the State acquire the small
cemetery and passage from the neigh
boring highway. 1t also recommended
that a memorial gate be constructed at
the entrance. The total cost of purchase
and Improvements was estimated then at
$4,000. The committees recommended
tons were never carried out.
The only memorial to Webster on the
estate is boulder which was placed on
the highway, at one corner of the proper
ty, by the Boston University Law School
Association.
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Natures Own Aircraft

We may now look for the first swallow,
which mysterious instinct calls home to
our stables and roofs, after a vast flight
through the continent of Africa, says the
London Express. What a marvellous
machine" is that sharp-winged creature,
that marks the passing of our winter
even in uncertain seasons, of which the
poet wrote: "Spring has set in with its
usual severity" 1t seems so short a
while since the swallows mobilised for
that southern flight, twittering and cir
cling in the autumn sun, lining the way
side wires and fitting in Aocks, like hol-
iday-makers at railway station. And as
the swallow-army spread its steel-blue
wings in the Great Retreat, the hobby
hawk raided them with German science,
skirting the edge of the migrating crowd,
and picking off the stragglers with a
lightning stroke.
Very little is known about the impulse
which carries birds round the world in
this way. 1t seemed incredible to our
forefathers, who fancied the swallows
spent the winter in sleep cat the bottom of
the horsepond!" But bird marked in
Stafordshire has been caught in Natal,
one from Lancashire on the Cape
Veldt, and third from Ayrshire in the
Orange Free State. Engineers may well
despair of rivalling Natures own aircraft.
They have no fuel troubles; they sweep
in vast squads through the darkness of
night, and keep barn-door appointments
in England with the regularity of the
sun.-Exchange.
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Tired

I am tired tonight, and something,
The wind, maybe, or the rain,
Or the cry of bird in the copse outside,
Has brought back the past, and its pain.
And feel, as I sit here thinking,
That the hand of dead old June
Has reached hold of my hearts loose
strings
And is drawing them up in tune.
l am tired tonight, and I miss you,
And long for you, love, through tears
And it seems but today that saw you go
You, who have been gone for years.
And I seem to be newly lonely
l, who am so much alone;
And the strings of heart are well in tune
But they have not the same old tone.
I am tired, and that old sorrow
Sweeps down the bed of my soul,
As a turbulent river might suddenly
break
Away from dams control.
It beareth wreck on its bosom,
A wreck with snow-white sail,
And the hand on my heart-strings thrums
away,
But they only respond with wall.
Ella Wheeler Wileoox.
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k0 MIC kLIPS

Agent-"But my dear madam, it's a
shame to let your husbands life insur-
ance lapse"
CPL not pay another cent. I've paid
reglar fer eight years, an, I've had no
luck yet"
"The shade of Julius Caesar is present
and wishes to converse with you," an
nounced the medium.
Nothing doing" replied the client. ri
want to have word with the late James
J. Jones of Hickory Hollow"
II don't know any such person."
"Well I do. He died last week owing
me $40"
For four consecutive nights the hotel
man had watched his fair, timid guest fill
her pitcher at the water cooler. MADAM"
he said on the fifth night, eff you would
ring, this would be done for you."
"But where is the bell?" asked the lady.
"The bell is beside your bed," replied
the proprietor.
"That the bell!" she exclaimed. Why
the boy told me that was the fire alarm,
and that was not to touch it on any
account!"
Manager Thomson you are dis
charged.
Clerk-But I've done nothing, sir; abb
solutely nothing.
Manager-Exactly. That's why you're
discharged.
Business Man-Who is at the 'phone7
Typist-Your wife, sir.
Business Man-What does she want?
Typist-The only word can make out
is "idiot," sir.
Business Man-I'll come at once. She
probably wants to talk to me.
Pat and Mike were fighting in the
street, and although they had previously
agreed that when either had had suf-
ficent of it he should cry out Enough"
Pat who was obviously getting the worst
of it, still remained silent. Then, as the
fight progressed, the tables seemed to turn,
and Mike began to get terrible hiding.
Suddenly Pat caught him a fair one on
the point of the jaw, which sent poor
Mike sprawling to the ground. "Enough!"
he cried. "Glory bel" exclaimed Pat.
"That's the word I've been trying to re-
member for the last 10 minutes"
Lady-Here, my poor fellow is quar-
ter for you. 1t must be dreadful to be
lame, but I think it must be worse to be
blind.
Tramp-It is, mum. When I was blind
they was always handing me counterfeit
quarters.
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Selected
The Lisper

She lives wife acrosst from us
In Miz. Ayers'us house'at she
Rents part to the Mingusuz-
Yes, and Elsie plays wiv me.
Elsie lisps so, she can't say
Her own name, ist any way!
She says "Elthy'-like they wuz
Feathers on her words an they
Ist stick on her tongue like fuzz.
My! she's purity, though!-An' when
She lisps, VIII she's purity men!
When she telled me, wunst, her doll
Wuz so "thweet," an p'ten'
/ lisp, too-she laughs-at's all!
She don't never git mad none
Cause she amt one bit spilled
Of all children-over' one
She's the ladyliktst child!
My ma say she is! One time
Elsie start to say the rhyme,
Thing thong of thixpenth-Whee
1 ist yell! An ma say Pm
Unpolite as I can be.
Wunst I went wiv ma to call
On Elsie's ma, an eat an all;
An men Elsie, when we've ct,
An, we're playin' in the hall,
Elsie say: otis etikett.
Fer young gentle mems like me,
Eatin' when's they's company,
Not to never ever crowd
Down their food, nor 'thip their tea
Ner thup thoop so awful loud"
James Witcomb Riley.
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p o ET-T r EE
Leaves From Oar Poets.
Some Day

Some day good sense will reign again
So let's throw up our hats,
Some day we'll all be sane again
Our belfries free from bats.
Some day we'll quit our foolery
And buckle down to toll,
Cut out the rant and droolery
And make the kettle boil.
Some day we'll tire of clamoring
And paving up the ground,
Of knocking and of hammering
Of yelps and empty sound.
Well tire of all the dwelling
And loud wind-jamming men,
And we'll go swiftly swivelling
To our old jobs again.
The brawny handed carpenter
Will pass the windsmiths by,
His plane, when he has sharpened her
Will make the shavlngS ny.
The blacksmith blithely, gaudily
Viii make his bellows roar,
And he will fire out bodily
The strike-suggesting bore.
The rows of Kings embattled us
And drew US from our place,
The big commotion ratified us,
And got us off our base.
We've been wildly capering
Since war received the skids,
We've all been vainly vaporing
And talking through our lids.
Our old time jobs are calling us
Let's get to work again,
Or coppers will be hauling US
To poor farms in the glen.
Selected
The mirror., 1920-01-15
Man-Making

We all are blind until we see
That, in the human plan,
Nothing is worth the making if
1t does not make the man.
Why build these cities glorious
If man unbuilded goes?
In vain we build the world unless
The builder also grows.
-Edsoin Markham, in The Nantil
The mirror., 1920-01-15
Motion Picture Show

The motion pictures shown at the audi
torium last Sunday morning constituted
five reels of Famous players" produc-
ton entitled, "Mr. Fix it." Douglas Fair
banks as the star gave another exhibition
throughout, of his fine qualities as high
caste movie artist. The way he cuts up
in acting as host to the party of kids he
brings home for a feast and frolic and the
CONSERVATION of the home folks and other
guests that ensues is humorously inter-
esting. The homely style of entertainment
INDUCED in, in the mansion, brings out in
many catchy parts, the potent factors that
go to make up the traits of "real good
fellow" The play is excellent in its
varied interpretations played with good
cast, fine scenery and good exhibition of
physical culture. The following pro-
gramme as given by the orchestra was
we'll received.
March-Liberty Day--------- Zamecnek
Selection-The Better 'Ole--------Lange
Notwithstanding Blues------ Hickman
One Step-I Don't Want Doctor, all I
Want is Beautiful Girl---------Mills
Fox Trot-Tell Me Why-----------Rose
Waltz-Love Me--------------Zamecnik
One Step-Hippity Hop-------Donaldson
Fox Trot-Freckles s-------------Johnson
Jazz Waltz-Lullaby Blues-------Russell
Medley-If You'll Just Wait Little
While (From Miss Millions) --Hubbell
M,rcb-Mt. Healthv -Blaus
r. ]. REIcHK1TzER,
Musical Director.
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The little republic of San Marino has
the longest national anthem after China.
To hear it from beginning to end would
take several hours.
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Genius is a gift to a few for the benefit
of many from whom most of the few are
excluded.
The mirror., 1920-01-15

An ounce of prevention is worth a
pound of cure, and it will also save
peck of trouble.
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INMATES ATTENTION.

Inmates will observe the follow
ing rules to insure prompt mail ser
vice.
Place register number in upper
right hand corner of envelope in
space printed for same, and to be
covered by stamp (see card in your
cell).
Sign your full name to all letters.
J. ]. SULLIVAN,
Deputy Warden.
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O0Wner MuIIen, Secretary.
BOARD OF PAROLE
c. E. Vasaly, Chairman
c. S. Reed, Sec'y for Prison
Rev. H. c. Swearingen
H. K. w. Scott Sec'y for Reformatory
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POPULATION
Corrected January IL

CELL CHANGES
Corrected January IL
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PRISON OFFICIALS

1N1OO1V OCVXO1z11sO
BOARD OF CONTROL
c. E. vasaly, Little Falls
c. ]. Swendsen, St. James
Ralph w. Wheelock, Minneapolis
Downer Mullen, Secretary.
El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1920-10-12
Mrs. Greenberg Hostess At
Pretty Luncheon At YSleta

one OF the largest and prettiest OF
the weeks social affairs was the
luncheon given by Mrs L Il
Greenberg today at the quaint eating
place "Welcoms Inn at Tsleta. Law
ender and gold was the color motiff
Of decoration selected by Mrs. Green
berg and it was effectively used with
clirysanthemums in the shades as the
flowers Of decoration The guests
were seated al one large table which
was centered with a silver basket OF
clrysauthemums while tiny baskets OF
flowers were depicted on the place
cards.
Following the luncheon bridge
games were played prior 90 the motor
back 70 town The guest list for
Mrs. GrecnberE's courtesy included .
Mira Ben Freudensteln, Mrs. A.
Schwartz. Mrs. I Weiss. Mrs Carrie
Freudenstein, Mrs Bernie Berg, Mrs
Maurice Schwartz, Mrs. Max Moye,
Mrs. r Weinstein. 1Irs. L. A. Rosen-
field, Mrs. Max Mayer. Mrs. Otto
NordWald, Mrs. A. r. Goldstein. Mrs.
George Chapman. Mrs n Solomon,
Mrs. A. Blumeuttsal Mrs Ed Lach-
man. Mrs. B. Blumenthal. Mrs T.
Winner. Mrs. sam Blumenthal, Mrs.
Harry Lyman. Mrs. T. Blumenthal.
AIRS. n j. Sues Miss Rose He'll. Mrs.
g. A. Hirsch. Mrs. Harry Barnett
Mrs Jacobs, OF New York, sister OF
Mrs. Barnett. Mrs Henry Weller,
Mrs Carl y. Goodman. Mrs Joe shan
berg. Mrs Gus York. Mrs. S. B. Freud
enthal, Mrs T. FORK, Mrs Martin lie
lonka, Mrs. Sidney Mayer. Mrs. Os-
ear Lesser, and Mrs A Stolaroff
El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1920-10-12
Brilliant Reception Marks
Opening Of o. E. S. Meeting

Z wrought in artistic design These
] lattices formed a background for the
tables on which were placed the
I bowls from which punch with cake
was served
The five tables FOR the punch ser
vice represented the five points Of
the star and were decorated in the
] colors OF the star: blue for Adah. yell
| low for Ruth. white for Esther,
green for Martha and red for Electa.
The stage on which was seated the
l grand matron. Mrs Maggie Moody
the grand patron and other grand
] officers and past grand officers was
set IN an out-of-door effect and
palms and flowers added further 20
the artistic arrangement
I Mrs. Matilda Burroughs introduced
7 the speakers, the first being mayor
/ Charles Davis. who gave an address
/ Of welcome. He told the assembly OF
the city's qualification at the large
number OF visitors 70 the meeting
George F. Morgan, worshipful
grand master OF the Grand lodge Of
Z Texas A. F. & A. NJ, made a speech
I OF welcome IN behalf OF the Masonic
bodies. paid a tribute TO woman's
part in the worlds work and referred
humcrously TO the fact that the visi-
tors are now on the only river in the
world that Is wet on one side and dry
on the other.
Mrs. Margaret L Hosey. associate
grand matron. Keystone chapter No.
OF Fort Worth. made a clever re-
Spouse TO the addresses OF welcome
expressing qualification at being
present
Mrs. J. ". Christie and Charles IN
drews sang Passage Birds Farewell
Eugene Hilach). accompanied by
Miss Nary Heermans. They respond
ed TO an encore
Charles Powell. worthy patron Of
Harmony chapter No pa, made 2
short address representing the o. z
S chapters Of FL Paso in welcome &c
the delegates and IN closing gave the
poem "Out Where the West Begins,
and Charles Andrews sang Mother
Ny Dear" IN rich. beautiful voice
came next three members OF the To-
cal chapters. including Mrs Susan
Birch. worthy matron Of Harmony
chapter No. 2A4- Mrs. Maud Harris,
worthy matron OF FL Paso chapter
No. 4. and Mrs Pickering. worthy
matron Of P1eiades chapter q. D..
bearing gift bouquets OF white, laven-
der and yellow chrysant tn emurns
which they presented 10 Mrs. Moody
with graceful words, saying that each
color bore q message Of love and good
viii
During the presentation Of the
flowers Mrs Christie sang Smiles,
and as the last bouquet was present
ed. Mrs. Christie and Mrs. Andrews
sang star Of the East q song writ
ten by Frank Lynn. past grand pat
ron OF the grand chapter Of Texts
who was in the audience.
Mrs. Moody made a speech in ap-
probation Of the flowers 70 the chap
ters and thanked the singers for
their part in the beautiful cersmo-
NAL Mrs Ralph Henderson played