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THE DAVENPORT WEEKLY TIMES: WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1895. or a braver man than Maceo, the Cuban patriot, bow battling with undaunted WHITE SUPREMACY PERILED. WITH HARRIET MONIIOE. What the Poet of the World's Fair 13 Doing. Ara tho Negro Champions Going to Rule the Ring? BERLIN CU5T0HS.

1 1 Lederer Continues His Observations on the Ways of the City on the Spree. In Fiction and Biography Rut Verse It where the various blanks for depositors are kept on file. The officials, 1 believe, suspected me of a constant desire to swipe the calendar on the shelf or to embezzle the two-pronged pens. The bank people never failed to get rid of me in live niiuutes. It isn't so here.

The bank fellows in Germany trust me with a lamblike simplicity, but they haven't a particle of faith inmyconvcrt-ible securities. Give them an hour or so and they'll advance me a few pounds on my letter of credit, but checks or drafts make 'era shy like a year-old Iter Metier A Chicago Home Where a Brilliant Little Woman Writes and Reads. copriuGni. 1893 Out on Dearborn avenue in Chicago, Jy The Women are Pretty but the Men are Rude--The German Soldier and His Happy LotFurniture From Samples. where the murk of the city lifts a bit and the sun shines ns 'tis a sun's duty, and not darkly and through a haze, you may see on almost any of these aut umn COPYRIGHT, afternoons a slight, girlisn figure on a bicycle.

It pedals swiftly and steadily timinunition, a line of side amis, occasionally a hatchet, a nice light rifle, und an assortment of odds and eml3 that must make a long march delightful promenade. He is to be envied his opportunity to serve his merry emperor. Another chap who probably doesn't know his luck is the frequent sentinel whom one seee at every turn holding down the pavement in front of the plaster palaces of some of Berlin's most popular princes. The sentinel is there Jo keep the joy of the populace in check. He hasu't a thing to do except to remain almost motionless for a few hours at a time.

Nothing to do but stand. How time must fly with him? To tell the.truth he looks doleful. Everything looks doleful. It is raining dolefully. Even my delectable friend De Villo Boggs is in a decidedly doleful mood this wet afternoon.

He does hate to be taken down ft peg, and he was taken down a hatraek full. After breakfast he went, under my escort, into an adjacent cigar store to lay in a stock of cigars for the day. The weed merehnn could talk' English fairly well, even if the sign outside did read Cigarren Import. Berlin is great on variety in cigars, even if the quality generally is worthy of the deepest reproach, not to say indictment. Mr.

Boggs purchased and sits straight, and if it passes near sonully they are ever polite and courteous to visitors. 1 know some Amer you over the carpet of brown willow and oak leaves yon may recognize tho George Dixon and Joe Waloott Complexion Doesn't Count in the rtstlo Arena Let the Ciincaalun Look Well to Ills Laurels. COPYRIGHT. lH9i Is there any danger of what our distinguished friend, Charles A. Dana, calls "negro domination" in the field of fistic sport? Just at present wo are safe from the humiliation of having a black man world's champion, but we had a pretty narrow eseap'c at that.

One year ago Peter Jackson, then fit and well, could have whipped James J. Corbett, Robert Fitzsiinmons, Frank P. Slavin, Peter Maker, Joe Choynski, Charley Mitchell, Joo Uoddnrd, or any man in the pugilistic profession. To-day he is a complete wreck, worse even than old John L. Sullivan was when ho went down before the youthful and the lucky Corbett.

So it is safe to say that the championship lay between Corbett and Fitzsiinmons, with Peter Maher, Frank Slavin and Joe Choynski as ambitious understudys. There aro two negroes iu the ring ican hotel managers who would feel insulted, humilated, if such imputations features of the thy little poet of tho world's fair ode, Miss Harriet Monroe. teet." "And your own works your future?" "I have done some short stories of late, and I may try longer one, if I have an uea that presses for that sort of expression. But I do not believe my forte is fictiou. I am doing a signed column for the Times-Herald, but I look to verse as my metier." "Where can one find poetic inspiration in smoky Chicago?" The little lady laughed.

"You don't know the lake, that's plain. Ibelieveita feminine. Y'ou should see the onderful colors of the water and the clouds that hang over it, purple streaked with green. In sunshine it's all play and in storm it's more boisterous than the sen. I could write an epic or a book of idylls on Lake Michigan." "And when ill it appear?" "I don't know, but sonic day, somewhere." "What do you read?" "Kipling.

lie is head nnd shoulders tibove any man living. But I have no right to such emphntic opinions. My eyes were bad for so long that I really know little of the new writers; it takes such a while to catch up," and again there came that quick bright look ns of a child at its lessons. "My greatest treasures aro my letters from Steven-sou; 1 know of nothing more charming iu literature. I am looking forward to the publication of his correspondence.

Then the world will know morn of the man than it has yet known. I read Isben, too. I don't see how people can call him a provincial genius. To me he comprehends the universe. And Maeterliuck.

It Is good to find were made regarding thein. The Ber Such a mite of a woman is she you JACKSON WAS IN FINE TRIM LAST TEAR, AND COULD DO HIS MAS. may take her in her short cycling skirt for a child. So reserved is she and so mm bent on living her own quiet life away courage and against great odds with the skilled veterans of Spain? from the push nnd the press nnd tne Tom Molyneaux, "the black, the crush of the headstrong, bustling, first fistic champion of America, too, crowding western metropolis that sho lin hotel man may be primitive in his methods, but he is a gentlemun in his bearing. Besides soldiers, art galleries, museums, a zoological garden, and some statues, there isn't much to be seen here; and soldiers become tiresome in time about four days is a dose.

The German capital is lamentably short on relies of an historic-architectural character; but it strives to make amends by being long on historical col- THE EPISODE OF THE WEIGHING MACHINE. gave evidence of -the highest courage will he glad if you do not know her, and "The women ai-e pretty, the men are rude." That sums up the general character of the people in eight words from the lips of my friend, Do Ville Hoggs, who is an eminent authority cu every subject under the sun, iu big own opinion. He may he right ir his brief, but sweeping summary, but I don't agree with him, though the women do seem to average up in great shape, and the men do jostle you oil the sidewalk worse even than the women do on State street, Chicago, on a bur-gain day. And speaking of the latter makes me think of stores. It is nil awful custom that the men here have of taking off their hats in nil the stores they go into.

The Iierlin men know that it is a nuisance; they acknowledge it openly, but they don't know how to stop it. It takes from oOO to 400 years to get out of the way of doing thing3 they've onee got into the habit of doing in Berlin. That's why people call it slow town. if she is free to go her way down vliere the winds blow and the waters dance on colt at a steam roller. But I'm getting to like their deliberate ways.

I was intended by nature to be a gentleman of leisure, and only a man of that ilk i.hould do business at a continental wdien be crossed the Atlantic and battled with the best men of England. He whipped them all, too, with tho exception of the redoubtable Tom Cribb, then champion of England. He fought Cribb twice, and came within an ace of winning each time. lie might have the shores of ever-changing Lake Michigan. But if you find her in the morning when the bicycle is housed nnd the pen three Berlin cigars (to give away), two to-day who can thrash any man breathing in their respective classes.

Indeed they can whip men out of their class. two Mexican, and one each not too busy, then you will learn what won even at that, no matter how black Either can without risk to themselves L4 a western woman nnd a western home give away ten pounds. These ebony- his skin, had he been a British subject Instead of an American. For talk hued gladiators are George Dixon, can be. Warm color strikes you the minute tho door is opened such a cheery note after the eomlierneps of a Chicago autumn.

Walls of dull gold 31 Coujm champion featherweight of the world, and Joe Walcott, universally conceded as you will there is very little fan- play among our British brethren when a foreigner comes in for it, no matter how 0 to bo both champion lightweight and much they may boast about it. The champion welterweight of the world. gentlemen of England will unquestionably extend it, but the populace never. Technically Walcott does not possess the title because all the lightweights The late Larry Jerome, uncle of and welterweights of America, Eng bank. Whenever I've an hour or so to spare and want to get absolutely away from all scenes of turmoil, I take my letter of credit around to the Deutsche bank and draw a few cards on it.

There is a little room for strangers containing a hatraek, a map of Berlin and a table with a carafe of water with glasses on it. Of course I don't touch the water, but it gives me a homey feeling to see a jug of water again. The carafe is such a gentle act of deference to Americans that I always bow to it, just ns I doff my hat when I see an American flag floatiug anywhere abroad. After giving the man at the little window my letter of credit, I sit down and give myself up to quiet meditation until 20 minutes or so have elapsed, and the bank man nods to me, at the same time holding out two papers for me to sign. I haven't the faintest bjea what they r.re.

They may be judgment notes or first mortgages on this hotel for all I Lady Randolph Churchill, the famous wit and club man, tells a good story hold the light and the strong-benrted-ness of the sun all day. The woodwork Is olive, the carpet a duller olive. Rugs and cushions of crimson and gold make the place oriental in its suggestions of far eastern richness, but leave it altogether western in its coziness and hearthstone feeling. The piano of dark oak and mahogany to fit in with the color harmonies of the room. There are pnstels on the walls and rare old etchings.

In the corners there arebl's of statuary a Venus de Milo nnd a anent this. Upon one of his many there are men ho can think, who are studying out for us this puzzling world's problems. "But one does not have to go far from home to find writers. Easterners who think that Chicago is all pork and beef should have a look through "With the Procession," by Henry 11. Fuller.

Then they ill know Chicago splendid, vigorous, warm-blooded; rt young conquering city, with a cool head half trained, nnd a great heart half awakened. Then they will know, visits to England in his youthful days land and Australia aro afraid to meet him. Outside of a partisan like his manager, Tom O'ltourlce, there are well-informed r.portsinen and sporting writers like Arthur Lumley, for instance, who believe that Walcott can whip heavyweights. For myself, I think he can defeat any middleweight he went to sen a prize fight between a Living is dear in Berlin. There are, of course, some things that are cheaper than in the states.

With careful management a man could, for instance, drink himself to death cheaper than in America. If a person isn't going far he cun get a ride on a horse car for two and one-half cents, but he must wait for a car with a seat that is vacant, or where only two persons besides the conductor are standing on the platform. That is to say, only as many ns can be comfortably seated (a stated number) are admitted, and two passengers in addition are allowed on the rear platform. This is all very nice in theory, but after British and an Irish champion. There was a typical tough British mob at the ring side.

TWA "Who's down now?" asked a low as well as light or welterweight. sized "Brummager" of a taller ac Dixon and alcott could do a year quaintance at the close of a sharp rally ago what they can do to-day. Should in which both pugilists went to earth, Corbett or any other white man have 'Our Benny," gasped the tall man. fought Peter Jackson twelve months 'Peeck heem hup, peeck heera hup!" back we should have had tho extraor JENTINEL STATIONED IK FKONT OP PRINCES PALACE TO KEEP OUT THE ADMIRINO POPULACE. shrieked tho little chap.

care. A iellow over nere gets so in tne way of signing his name to anything any foreign official may happen to ask dinary spectacle of black men holding you've seen three or four "full" cars pass by, and observe the complacent 1 smiles of the fortunate passengers, The "gang" at tho ring side picked all the championships of the world Benny up. him to. Then 1 sit down again. "The bank man disappears, probably from heavyweight to featherweight.

There can be no doubt of that. All ex- "Who's down now?" again queried you'll begin to sigh for cars on the American plan, where it is catch on as catch can. the short man of the long one. to eat one of his five little daily meals. Then he conies to the window onee "The stroinger," gleefully returned the tall man more nnd gives me the money.

Some "Keeck him, keeck him!" shouted the of It is in a little shovel and the rest little man joyfully, in bank notes that must be modeled Nearly everyone in Berlin, rich or poor, lives in apartment buildings, and the best of these Hats are destitute of modern improvements. None of them The stranger was duly kicked and the British champion won a "glorious after the lottery tickets that you see old at nearly every cigar store. After that I unhang my hat and overcoat Mlmfmlk victory." In justice to our British cousins, how and tiptoe out of the bank as if I had to go out of church during services." ever, it must be said that at respectable clubs where gentlemen rule the De Ville does so like to hear himself talk, I had to interrupt him by telling "stroinger" will get fair play, no matter what Champion Corbett may say to about the bank at Magdeburg, where tho contrary. Thus Peter Jackson was Mr 13 from Sumatra, Havana Bolivia, Guatemala, Brazil, Connecticut and Venezuela, besides an odd half dozen from Afiica and India. The twenty caino to two marks and ninety pfennig.

He tendered a "thaler" in payment, and received a ten pfennig piece in change and was about to walk out, when he spied a drop-ten-pfennig-in-the-slot weighing mnchine. Here was an opportunity for finding out whether his jail diet had reduced his flesh. So he stood on the scales, dropped in the ten pfennig piece, nnd the indicator flew around and stopped at 70. Mr. Boggs stamped his feet on the "platform.

Ills eyes blazing with anger he turned around to the cigar-man. "This thing is a fraud! It won't go any further." "l'airshops it has far enough gegone," "Now, don't get funny with rne. Y'ou give me my money back or I'll bust the stufling out of this machine. I don't care any more for ten finnegans than George Gould docs for a million, but I won't stand being robbed of a red, see?" "Now, mein liebes Herr. You was got geweighed, und den you want your the English speaking young man behind the counter greeted me with: permitted to whip Jem Smith, champion of England, at the National Sport ing club of London, and George Dixon allowed to do a similar turn to Nunc "Well, what's the matter with you?" He was laboring under the impression that he was using a very elegant greet lections and eating and drinking places, more particularly the latter.

Variety, which at first seems limitless, contracts day by day. After one has wandered through the magnificent museums for a week the objects begin to merge into a few. The Greek torso of Venus and the dancing Maenad mingle unblush-ingly in one's mind with sculptured Julius Caesar, Zeus and Athene, wTlile a Parthenon relief with imagination's aid mixes up most amiably with the sword and orders of Field-Marshal Moltke. Even an old cannon, better as an example of filigree work than as an implement of war, assumes the outlines of a bronze Gustavus Adolphus. Old Museum, New Museum, the first lieutenants of hussars, the Royal Arsenal, the National gallery, the hotel bill, the Egyptian, Industrial and Ethnographical museums, the statue of the great Elector, the Panopticon, all become one magnificent whirligig.

One's impressions become mental hash or to be more elegant, as Mr, I)e Ville would put it, a pereipiency saute. It is a hideous way of broadening one's mind, this jumble of indiscriminate highly educational sight-seeing. I expressed my feelings in this direction to Boggs, and he chimed in by replying: "Y'es, this complex coalescence, this incoherent yet mosaic condition of one's brain cells, has its parallel, mirrored more deliciously in its mental aspect when considered in connection with the uncomfortably necessary grosser senses." Wallace," feather weight champion of ing, and was probably looked up to by the tight little isle, many of his fellow bank clerks as su I may be wrong in the theory I hold perior linguist. that complexion does not make the man and I am williner to bo corrected. I caught Hoggs just now in the act MISS IIAimiET MOSROB.

of dating a letter to a friend in Brooklyn thus: BISAIN8 AS WELL AS MUZZLE The get after him again, pert, honest judges of pugilism know if he doesn't look out. Charles Lederer in their hearts, whatever their hopes mav have been to the contrary, that Jackson could have then have defeated CIVIL RIGHTS. SQUABBLE. any man in his class, as Walcott and The Necro Equality Question Worked Vp Dixon could in theirs. The only man at a Bootblack's Stand.

who could have ever conquered the big There was a trial of the new negro Australian, was John L. Sullivan, when strong, stately, modern woman figure from tho Agricultural building from the world's fair. Curious bric-a-brac is everywhere, but these things nre forgotten when there slips into the room nnd hides in a big chair, almost as a part of it, a slender little woman almost too slender to carry such a heavy crown of brown hair. Miss Monroe has not been before the public very long, and a good part of it knows less of her than it will by and by. With its low, white forehead, its clear, dark eyes and mobile features, her face is capable of an infinite play of expression.

In repose she has the look of a equality law at 40th street and Ninth he was at his fittest and best. Tho avenue, New York, last Sunday morn Sullivan who faced Corbett at New Or leans, or even the Sullivan who ing. A negro runs a bootblack stand there. chased Mitchell about the ring at Chan PART OF I1IS MILITARY TRAINING. is more than five stories high, because elevators, except in one or two hotels, nre unknown luxuries.

Hot and cold running water are also unknown. Some of the bathrooms have little boilers that will heat enough water for a bath in one or two hours. Ice chests nre seldom seen, because there are no ice wagons, from which to get a supply. Gas and electric lighting for apartments and resiliences may become common in time, but the popular plan is for each tenant to bring along his own About ten o'clock another negro came tilly, France, could have never done tho trick. It would have taken the too, a great artist, ho is not finical In his methods, who can paint in tho mass, with large hold lines and flashing vigorous color.

"Yes, I am glad to be a westerner, to live where the chance is best of uniting old world grace with new world force nnd freedom." "What are Chiengo women doing?" "What nre they not doing? Tho chief editorial writer on the Times-ll'ernld is Mrs. Margaret Sullivan. In the newspaper world, in business, in philanthropy, in their literary clubs women are at work here, where they play at work in the east to get into society. Chicago is blessed because it hasn't any 400." And then there came btiRtling home from school a troop of children Miss Monroe's nephews and nieces and the way along Dearliorn avenue seemed sliorter and the sun softer, ns I wondered what this bit of a hicngo woman will give ub in the future of its largeness, its strength, its power and its thrill to stow away in our libra-1 ies. Elizabeth Putnam Heato.v.

1 along, dressed in a light suit, and shoes that needed blacking. He climbed up "Bevvy, would you mind pausing a bl retch while I drop into this Bueh-hiindlung and see if they happen to have a second- hand edition of the Quotidian Dictionary. I quite agree Sullivan who thrashed in quick order years before Tug Wilson, Alf Green field, Jack Burke and Charley Mitciieii talk she is a woman, clever, cultivated, of Entrtand. Herbert Slade, "The with you, but 1 fail somewhat of coin Maori," of Australia, Jack Kilrain, prehension. If you are trying with vour block system style of language to Dominiek McCaffrey, John Donaldson John Flood, Paddy Ryan, Patscy Car IIAS GONE ALL TO PIECES.

I will add, too, that I have no pride of opinion. I am in no way like the stubborn Scot who said: "I am open to conviction, but damn it, let me see tho man that can convince) me." I am willing to drink in knowledge and recant error when once it is proven to rae. William Madden. simply convey to me that your opinion diff, Capt. Dalton, Prof.

Robinson is the same way, only more so, in the matter of eating and drinking, you can take it for granted that 1 quite agree Prof. Latlin, and a legion of other men of America. Sullivan was the king of all fighters. There never was, nor I don't with you." think ever will be, another like him, I knew what De Ville wanted to say "How is it that these sable champions spring up all at once?" I have often been asked "Is it because the are far and away better than their white THE GERMAN SOLDIER ENJOYS ONE CON TINUOUS PICNIC. brethren, or is the Caucasian race de and I simply shut him oil.

It was merely that the sensation of sameness becomes even more noticeable iu the matter of restaurants. After a sojourn of a couple of weeks in Berlin it makes little difference where one cats and drinks. Everything begins to taste alike like the soups at an American money back. Ach, but you Americans was queer peoples. Rather also loose teriorating?" To these queries I would reply: Neither.

Jackson was a short spell ago and Dixon and Walcott are a gute customer I gif you zehn pl'cn-nig. Here it is, but vot is der now better than any fighters in the rinsr. because there appears to be a sort railway station eating-house. It of Inter-regnnm, so to speak, just now: doesn't matter much in a fortnight where one goes. It's the same old "Trouble, nothing.

Keep your half in the pugilistic world. Ten years ago the three Jacks, Sullivan, Dempsey and a nickel and buy buns for your family with it; but do you mean to say I don't "WHAT Y0' WANT?" I'ortlo Justice In Germany. A private In the Pomeranian imperial German army, recently krft his captain, I-'ranz Abieht, by death. He always had the deepest reverence for the en ptain, and he voiced his feelings two weeks ago in a poem which he sent to the Kulmer Zeitung. The poem was published.

As soon as a copy 1 nine to the not lee of the commander of the battalion he called the private to him and told him that the poem, by its excessive praise of Abieht, implied disrespect of the of her superior officers who outranked the late captain, and, therefore, was subversive of discipline. The private was sent tothegunrdhouso for his sins and nil copies of th6 Kulmer Zeitung which had been bought by members of the battalion were seized und destroyed. feeling whether the place is one of those stunningly gotten up resorts L'nter den Linden, wit gilt and many- McAuliffc, could whip anything breath weigh more than 70 pounds?" "Severhenty pounds? I don't ing in their respective classes, as little into the chair and put out his feet Cal McCarthy could in his. huUivau for the attention of his compatriot, as I have already stated, could havo "No, I know you don't. You seem to think it's all right for me to believe "What yo' want?" then thrashed Jackson, or any man liV' "What yo' s'pose I ant? Mali shoes I've lost nearly DO pounds in less than ing, while Dempsey or McAuliffe could a month, and you think its all right, colored stuccoed ceilings und frescoed, picture-hung walla, with a profusion of costly plate and immaculately attired waiters, or the little joint up the al'ey where a square meal, quite well cooked and neatly served, can be had lor a mark and a half about the size of the fee one is expected to tender the waiter of the grand restaurants.

but it ain't, and I'll make you think it shined, ob eo'se!" "Well, yo' can't get hit done by ah I ai n't sh i i no coon's shoes "Yo won't, heh?" I am confident, have done the samo by Walcott, and Cal McCarthy could, at least, have stood Dixon off, as he once did in Dixon's own town, Boston, for ain't!" DeVille was getting excited. I offered to arbitrate. "No, I won'tl En yo' kin just clum seventy-two rounds, occupying four "Perhaps it's all right," I si ggested, hours and forty-five minutes. down outen dat chaih! If yo' wantyo' shoes shined yo' kin go shine um yo'self The trouble with all these white champions is that they break down Wha' do yo' suppose I am, wnitin' on a in an aimless but amiable way. "Oh, yes, take his part.

That's right, Perhaps I'm the Living Skeleton. niggah?" ambitions, yet shy of letting her ambitions be seen. She ill not take the world by storm, like a western cyclone, but her verses will come to it quietly, silently, and by their sweetness, their snneness, their understanding of human emotions, will find their place in literature. Miss Monroe is a Chicago girl, born and brought up in the windy city. She was educated in the convent at Georgetown, from which Mrs.

Potter rainier came also, with other women prominent at the world's fair. Her first work was for Chicago newspapers, and was written from New York city. "Letters on music, art and the drama," sho calls those beginnings in journalism. When the great auditorium in Chiengo was opened she was called to write the dedicatory poem, and it was tho verses read on that occasion that led to her selection as the writer of the Columbian ode. All this sounds like fair winds and sunny weather for a sw ift and smooth launching on any sort of career; but overwork brought 011 nervous prostration, and there were years when no work was possible.

Even now the girl poet looks fragile and too delicate for the work sho has set herself, though uhe is busy in her study every morning and insists that the trouble has quite lifted, except a little occasional weakness of the eyes. "The most solid work I've done of late," she Kays, looking very small and very j-ourig as she leans forward in her bright blouse and dark gown, "is a biography of my brother-in-law, John Wellborn Boot, the first architect of the world's fair, lie died J11 when he was only it years old; but I believe he has given to Chicago the finest contributions to art In the way of business buildings that this continent has seen. Look nt the geat Woman's Temple, the Rookery, the Insurance Exchange, the Phoenix and thereat of them. "Yes, I know they are blark nnd forbidding with soft coal smoke, but consider their adaption to the purpose nnd their jierfect proportioning. New Y'ork has nothing to compare with them.

The Rookery is a marvelous renaissance structure, the Temple is Flemish; he was master of till ctvles and the city is full of monuments to his talent. Architects from all over the country may well come to Chicago to study the work of a man who died in his prime." "Are you to publish in Chiengo?" "No, that would make a local, a memorial volume. What I have written Is the biography of a man who deserves broader recognition as a great ort-hi- "Ef vo' don't shine dem shoes I'll hal lamps und candies. This is generally true even of the swellest places. Heat- 1 ing by steam or similar means isn't so much as dreamed of with a few 1 exceptions.

You couldn't iifa hundred years weaii the Berliner from his sepulchre, though it is like stone that never pets much above the freezing point. There are no janitors, but only porters, who open doors automatically and from a distance. They perforin no other din it worth mentioning. There are no ivr boxes or individual bells at the usances. In short, the tenant gets except bare rooms when he .1 iiat in Berlin.

He pushes the but ion and does the rest himself. The flat resident is not free from the beggarly tipping system. He is expected to tip the man that brings up the coal, the grocer's boy, the man that brings packages from stores, and generally everybody of that sort; even the letter-carrier expects to be tipped frequently. Rents, considering the accommodations, are excessively high. Furniture is dearer than in New York or Chicago, but it is more solid unwieldy, in fact.

Y'ou can't go out and buy an out lit of furniture at a moment's notice. The furniture dealer Will show you "models," as he calls them, and you can order from these fcamples. The order is sent to the factory, and the goods can generally be delivered in from three to six weeks. Just think of this condition of things in a civilized city of nearly inhabitants. And yet these people think themselves so everlastingly superior.

'iVheii they speak of tilings here being different from things in America their reference is always in favor of Berlin. The stores here ure on a shabby scale. Outwardly they make a great show with their really magnificent store fronts and elaborately gotten up window displays, nil of a most seductive character. But it is nil on the outside. It's all a thin veneer of store fronts and lino fixtures.

There are io complete Stocks of goods, and there isn't single large store in the city. The great proportion of the goods in the stores are clap-trap, giuicraeks and gewgawa. The hotels are old-fashioned barns as a general thing, only three or four at the most having ordinary conveniences. Yet the Berlin hotel manager will say to you: "You have nothing liettcr tlmn this in New York, have you?" or "I presume this reminds you of the Auditorium, doesn't is?" Auditorium, indeed. Yet there is this to be stud in justice to Berlin hotel managers: per-; their magnificent constitutions by riotous living.

Jack McAuliffe is the only one living to-day who can yet get out yo' fined $500 and mighty quick, too! "But severhenty kilogrammes is not "No, yo won't No, yo' won't Yo' such lide weight," interposed the cigar and make something like a champion- dealer, with the courage of despera shiD fight, and I fear that Jack is past can't make mo o'k Sunda's ef I don't want to! Nothin in de law to 'bleege A Happy Thought. Ilerr X. (to a beggar in the street) I'll give you five cents if you'll lend me for half an hour your board with the inscription "I am deaf nnd dumb." Deaf Mute All right. What do you want it for? Ilerr X. I am going to the barber's over the way to g-et a shave.

Feiera-bend. At tho Temperance meeting. The Worker I am shocked to see you in such a condition. Why, you are the man who came in here a few nights ago and signed a pledge not to drink for a year. The Alleged Backslider If zat's so, m' ren', you mus' have taken advantage of me sometime when I was under th' influence of liquor I Bay City Chat.

In Chicago, or (join-no. Ambitious Musician I have fame at last in my grasp. "How so?" "Y'ou know 'Mendelssohn's Wedding March' helped amazingly in making his fame?" "Well, what of it?" "I am going to wri te a divorce march." Tmnmanv Times. Awfully Conceited. The Indianapolis Journal reports a scrap of dialogue, between two boys.

Some people would say that their ideas nnd logic were both rather characteristic of their sex. Tommy I wouldn't lie as stuck-up as girls is for any thing. Jimmy Me, neither. They thiuks they are just as good as boys. Provoked.

Mrs. Witherby I was terribly put out to-day when Mrs. Lowtone culled. The servants were out and I had to answer the bell. Witherby Pshaw.

What difference does that make? Mrs. Witherby If they had been in I wouldn't have had to see her. Bay City Chat. An Unexpected tnnf fusion. Tastor Do you ever play with bad little boys, Johnnie? Johnnie Y'es, Kir.

Pastor I'm surprised, Johnnie! Yhy don't you jday with good little boys? Johnnie Their mammas won't let I'eml Chicago Kecord, 1 They lot There. 1 John (sheepishly) I I s'pose you'll be git tin' married sometime. Betty (with a frightened air) Oh, I I guess not. "Mebbe I'll git married some time." "Mebby." i "Mebby we might both get married at the Kntne time." "Wouldn't It be awful, John, if tlifl minister should make a mistake an' marry us to each other?" "I -I shouldn't mind." "Xo neither should X. Weekly.

his prime at that, although he does not tion. A crowd was gathering, nnd that would mean the police In a few mo believe it, (no good, game man does). me to do dat!" "Y'es, yo' will!" ments. "Kill a what!" from Mr. Boggs.

In the ring I do not believe that race cuts any figure as to the merits of the men when everything is conducted on the "dead level." I firmly believe in "No, I won't, yo' big, shif'lcss, no 'count niggah! Y'o' go shine yo' shoes "Kilogrammes, you weigh severhenty vo se and save de money to pay yo' kilogrammes." funeral 'spouses, and not cheat de tin the immortal Bobby Burns' truism, that "a raon's a mon for a' hot," whether A light dawned on Boggs a cigar light. A kilogramme he knew well dertaknh. If yo' t'ink I'm shinin' coons' shoes o's mighty mistaken, yo is, law enough was about 2Vi pounds. an Indian, an African or a Caucasian sun may have burnt upon him. The o'no law!" Y'ou get the metric system of weights better man will win every time whether The lawyer ill have to decide the he be red, white or black.

merit Of the legal side of this. i'roressfouar Cruelty. As I was saying, one gets weary of seeing monkeys In uniform, and even the noble German army wearies one, too, if one sees too much of it. And how-tired the German soldier must get of h'mself. The man who would envy him his lot would change places with a billiard table.

The German soldier has to hustle after a fashion; hardly a day passes that he is not put through his puces. Nearly every available space in the outskirts is used for drill grounds, where, from time to time, most of the 30,000 troops that are stationed here are instructed in the noble art of killing their fellow-men. And, of course, in the surrounding countries, these same fellow-men arc til'jo learning the latest and most improved means of putting the men who drill here out of existence. It is a pleasant little gume all around. And all the maneuvers are not made in the spring and fall, either.

Every few days regiments are sent into the far country where the ground is rough, and where, fully necoutered as if for nctlve service, ihey go through the humanizing motions of war. It's great fun for the common soldier. His officers nre always kind and" considerate to him so kind and considerate that the common soldier frequently seeks relief iu death. Thesoldierdoesn'thaveto carry a thing a blnnketor Jwo, few pounds of "The trouble with this tooth," said the dentist, probing it with a long, slen der instrument, "is that the nerve is dying." "It seems to me, doctor," groaned the victim, "you ought to treat the dying Got There at LanU lie failed In selling groceries he couldn't run a farm; I The way he tan the college filled the scholars with alarm; I Tho law was not his business wasn't built upon that plan; i If he didn't hang the Jury, he was sure to hunR the man! I3ut now he's making money he I sweep-Ins through the states And capturlnfi the dollars In financial, big debates! Atlanta Constitution, 1 i Very Mitch hanged, Indeed. "Has marriage changed McManus eny?" "Changed? I should say bo! "In what way i "Y'ou know how he used to take Miss Bluet to the thpater and back lu a carriage? Well, last night, I saw them w-alking home in the rain." Chicago Ilecord, with a little more respect." Chicago and measure chucked at you every where in Berlin.

Boggs now declares he is going to try the metric system at Monte Carlo. He has tried every other system in similar places. But it is a nuisance to have to remember all about stares, decagrammes, literes, hectares, millimetres and a dozen other hecto hacto and ihillomme things whenever you want to buy anything or want to know how far it is to some place. "I'm afraid," confided De Ville one evening, "that I shall never again feel quite at home in a New York bank. Whenever I've gone into a bank at home I know I've immediately become an object of suspicion.

I was simply surrounded by an atmosphere of distrust the moment 1 went up to the little shelf Tribune. The "colored brother," I admit, has not always displayed tho highest courage in the ring. That was simply due to existing conditions. He has always been made to believe that he belongs to an inferior race, and he has been Intimidated more or less ever since Christian or semi-Christian men ruled the world. Educate, train him, or even let him be fully persuaded that he will get an even break -in any contest he may engage in, and he will evince as much courage as the white man.

History proves that. Who could have displayed more heroism than Toussiant L'Ouver-turc did in Hayti seventy years ago in the hopeless struggle of his people against the trained soldiers of France, or who, in the present age, is a better Old tj. Kcw. What eort of a woman my wife may be 1 haven't expressed an opinion yet. That Is, in her hearing for fear that she la a state of mind at my phrase might get Erie's not a New Woman lfs safe to say.

For to trm Her tr.at I would better fare Than If, on some Ill-starred, fatal day To call her an old one I should dare. -Ilav Clti Chat..