The Quinlan Mirror. (Quinlan, Okla.), Vol. 6, No. 16, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 2, 1908 Page: 5 of 8
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A bird hunter, having become en-
rased at his dog, seized him by the
•collar, snatched up a stick and ad-
jniuistered to him an unmerciful beat-
Inn. On the fence not far away sat
old Lim Jucklin, and he called to the
nunter: "By the way, there, when you
pet through with that dog, and if you
ain't in too big a hurry to go some-
where else, I'd like to say something
to you. 1 have an idea that it may do
"I don't know that I've got any too
tnuch time for you, old man," the hunt-
"Well, I didn't ask for too much
time. It won't take me long* to tell you
-what I think."
The hunter came slowly forward,
ind at the same time two of his com-
panions, having overheard what had
fceen said, came out of the corn field
and, speaking pleasantly to the old
.nan, waited for him to proceed with
their friend. The dog, tru« to the in-
stincts of his generous race, came up
;o renew his promises of eternal fi-
"What 1b it you want with me?" the
liunter inquired. "As I said before, I
haven't much time."
"Ah, hah," replied the old man, "but
.you've got the time to quit your busi-
ness whatever it may be and to come
■over here and to hunt on my land
without ever havin' asked for the per
"I beg your pardon, sir; I didn't
know this was your land.'
"Yes, that's the trouble with suofc
fillers as you are—you never know.
However, I don't mind your huntin'
-on my land, but as long as I pay
taxes on it you shan't beat your dog
'on it. Don't be impatient, now, and
listen a minute to what I've got to say.
I don't set myself up as a lecturer,
;you understand, but once in a while I
-drop into a talk, if the occasion brings
It up, and the occasion happens to do
so just at present. Why did you beat
"Flushed a bird when he had no
"It come out of his eagerness and
his enthusiasm I reckon. And while
he was a workin' for you, too. Some-
times you get so excited that you
shoot too quick, don't you? Ah, hah.
I'll bet you do. Rut you lay it to the
keenness of your blood and don't look
on it as a crime. But you think that
your dog ought to have more self-con-
trol and a readier exercise of reason
than you've got. And, as a general
thing, I bet he has."
"He's putting it on you, Jim," said
•one of the companions. "Go ahead, old
man, we'll make him take it."
"Oh, there ain't much to take—just
•n little talk that may not do him any
liarm. Every man knows that he ought
not to be cruel to an animal, but some-
times we know a thing so well that we
forget it. Some men have passecf all
their lives lookin' for a big truth and
have overlooked all of the little ones.
I just want to ask you this: What has
that dog got to look forward to except
to please you? In the one of your
voice he finds the color of life—dark
or light. When you frown it is cloudy
weather for him; when you smile it
doesn't make any difference to him
how the rain pours or how the snow
flies. He is ready to go with you. The
night can't be too dark nor the wind
too bitin'. When you want to go out
the most cheerful fire would lie un-
comfortable for him. Talk about the
influence of a man in his fam-
ily! Talk about ownership! Why.
you own the dog's body and
he gladly makes you a present of
his soul. The nible teaches us to for-
give, and in this the dog is more re-
ligious than man. You may say that
this comes through fear, but the dog
is not afraid to give his life for you;
and I don't want to hurt your feelin's
here on my own land, but I've always
noticed that the feller that will beat
a dog will cheat a man if he gets a
right good chance."
"Look here, old fellow, you may be
gofng too far. I never cheated a man
in my life."
"And 1 was goln" to add that the
man that would beat a dog would also
lie—if you give him the chance," said
the old man.
"What, and you mean that you have
given me the chance?"
The companions began to laugh and
old Limuel quietly chuckled. "Well,
I'm liberal enough to give a man al
most any sort of a chance he may be
lookin' for. By the way, what's your
"I run a coal yard."
"Sell coal. Now that can be made
as honest a business as any in the
world. But don't you sometimes guess
at the weight of a ton?"
"Well, not exactly guess at It. I've
been in the business so long that I
can come pretty close to a ton by look-
ing at it."
"Than you guess at it; and did you
ever know one of those close guessers
to guess on the wrong side? It's like
the man that makes a mistake in giv-
in' change—usually makes it in his
own favor. This may be honest, you
know—makin' a mistake in your own fa-
vor—but it comes out of an underlyin'
principle of selfishness. And, before I
forget it, let me say that I've always
noticed that the feller that beats a
dog Ib one likeiy in a perfectly honest
way to short-change you.
"A man may be honest as to dollars
and cents and at the same time cruel.
I knew a man who always paid his
debts, but who beat his wife. Honesty
and gentleness are not always com
panlons. But the cruelty that applies
to the dog seems to be different from
any other sort. When the dog pees
by your countenance or understands
from your voice that he has done
wrong he throws himself completely
on your mercy, and if In his struggles
to get away he should bite your hand,
the greatest favor you can grant him
is to permit him to lick the wound.
Just look at that dog now. No man
in the hot sun ever thirsted for water
more than he thirsts for a kind word
"I was readin' in a book where an
old man says to a king: 'You can
shorten all my days, but you can't
grant me one hour of life.' Over this
dog you've got more power than that,
for with a word you can kill his soul
or bring it to life. You may arguy
that a dog hasn't got a soul, but when
a man is possessed in a full degree of
the very qualities exhibited daily by
the average dog we speak of the de-
velopment of his soul. Dogs fight
over a bone. Men fight over money.
A dog is deceitful in order that he
may be more pleasant in the eyes of
"A dog is the only thing that glori-
fies his slavery. A hosa works for
what he eats. He's always got his
mind on the stable. A dog works to
give pleasure to his master. He is the
only animal that enjoys a joke because
the man does. He studies a man so
close that he is a mind reader. When
you get up of a mornin' he knows your
temper the moment he sets eyes on
you. Old man Cartwright out here
declared that his dog knew in a mo-
ment when he had professed religion;
and Cartwright told me, says he: 'The
dog quit chasin' rabbits on Sunday,
after this. He'd walk about the yard
as solemn as any presidin' elder you
ever saw, but the minute I cussed a
cow and lost my religion, one Sunday,
why the dog he jumped over the fence
and started out trackin' a rabbit.'
Well, make friends with your truest
friend there, and go ahead."
The dog was listening. The hunter
turned toward him and smiled. The
grateful animal leaped forward with
his eyes beaming, strove to embrace
his master, and then, with new spirit,
sprang over the fence to take up his
neglected work. "Old gentleman," said
the hunter, "I'm not as bad a fellow as
you think I am."
"Oh, I guess you're all right, but you
are so bent on your own enjoyment
that you don't think enough of others,
and I want to say that dogs are
(Copyright, by Opie Read.)
^ HAVE often
would happen if
some of the ladies
meet our gaze in
sections of our
who dress do
more warmly ' in
winter than in
summer, were to
invade the body of
1 thlHk that
there would be a
general rush for
tall timber on the
part of the self-
and heroines ami
men and women of the stories, be-
cause the standard of proper dressing
is very different in the first. 100 pages
of the magazine from what it is in the
No one ever seems to be shocked at
seeing ladies walking around in the
advertising sections in patent under-
wear, and perhaps no one ought to be
shocked—unless it is bachelors—but
suppose you read in a serial of
Howells' that "Anna Hamlin was in
no danger from pneumonia because
she always wore common-sense wear-
ing apparel underneath that which is
■visible to the outer world" (see how
carefully one has to express himself
In the body of a magazine?) and a
picture of Miss Hamlin were Inserted
'at that place, one taken from the ad-
'vertising section and with which the
•whole reading public is familiar. What
a chorus of indignant protests would
'go up from outraged readers at the
vulgarization of the magazine.
t I tell yc- that circumstances will
continue to alter cases whenever they
can—that's what circumstances are
for; and if an impudent young hussy
strays in from the advertising pages
and dares to stand for Anna Hamlin
she will be shown her place at once,
because the American public will not
stand for anything vulgar.
What would happen if another lead-
ing novelist said in the course of his
serial "that Grace Hastings attributed
her good health to the fact that she
always took a cold bath every morn-
ing," and the art editor in order to
save expense put in that familiar cut
of a lady bathing in the Jinkins' port-
able celluloid bath tub?
Why, Anthony Comstock would foam
at the mouth. And rightly so. But
we are all so grateful at the abr*9iice
of dialect In the advertising sections
of our magazines that we let that lady
stand in her tub throughout the 12
months without uttering a word of
When I was a child I was taught
that it was not nice to speak about
corsets. If I had to mention them
I must call them bodices or stays or
—I forget what the third alternative
was. I know I used to go out into the
backyard and holler "corsets" just be-
cause I thought it was pretty awful.
But our advertising men have
changed all that. They not only talk
about corsets, but they show us pic-
tures of them, and. to go still further,
they show us pictures of them in use.
The old convention 4s to the men-
tion of corsets has also disappeared
from fiction and one might easily
come across such a sentence as this:
"Miss Postlethwaite had a wasp-like
waist and there were not wanting
those who Baid her corsets caused her
But what would happen if a picture
of Miss Postlethwalte's boudoir were
shown with rouge et noir (for the
cheeks and eyebrows) on her bureau
and she herself fitted Into one of Hug-
gem's papier-mache corsets?
I know I'd stop my subscription at
Suppose, for an instant, that an ar-
tist were told to go to the Metro-
politan opera house and draw a pic-
ture of the Four Hundred in their
boxes, six in a box, making something
like 67 boxes—with the lids off. Sup-
pose that Instead of drawing them 'in
proper evening dress—a dress re-
quiring 85 degrees Fahr—he used a
lot of pictures from the advertising
section and put them in Jigger flan-
nels, would he keep his position on the
staff a moment? No. of course not.
That would be a case where to put
on more clothes would be to spoil the
picture, and no one would recognize
the Four Hundred at £?.i opera with
arctic habiliments upon them. An
artist must be true to nature and he
must not be vulgar.
A friend of mine who has no regard
for people's feelings actually cut out
a number of the advertisements in the
back of a magazine that has led us
on to a higher civilization for 50 years
or more, and when I saw he had done
it I applauded him. I said: "Good, old
man; they're better out." But the
graceless chap with diabolical Ingenui-
ty fitted each flannel lady and each
custodian of the bath into drawing
rooms devised by the staff artists of
that, magazine and I blushed for a
good half hour. We Americans will
not stand for semi-nudity in the wrong
place. It's all very well at the opera
or at a ball or a swagger dinner, but
in the body of a reputable magazine
the day will never come when it will
be considered respectable. And the
advertisers themselves will be the first
to agree with me.
Back to your celluloid tub, ob, lady
of the bath! We who are reading the
serials will not look upon you.
(Copyright, by James Pett A Oo.)
A woman seldom gives much trou-
ble about being led to the altar, but
once past this a fellow has a hard
time koeping her feet out of his back!
☆ ☆ ☆
The fact that there are no birds In
Inst year'i nests does not deter the
small boy from getting time pecked
out of him trying to purloin the ones
in this year's.
☆ ☆ ☆
When a man is standing pat and
firm, he ought to do some pretty live-
ly looking around to ascertain if he
is right. By so doing he often finds a
nice soft place In which to turn a
somersault and come up on the other
☆ ☆ ☆
A Texas man has been hoarding
money for 75 years. His life is almost
done, and when he dies some philoso-
pher will suggest that the miser might
as well have hoarded stones, or
thistles, oi old bones, for all the good
the money did him.
☆ ☆ ☆
It is fun to see a snarler and a
knocker get together. It takes them
about ten minutes to decide that the
town is on the bum, the local officials
dishonest and the preacher stuck up.
In five minutes more they will decide
that they would move away if they had
the price. Sometimes it would pay th«
town to advance the price.
The Lost Engagement Ring,
Recently, while visiting in Michi-
gan, a gay young bride-to-be lost her
diamond ring while playing tennis. A
diligent and tearful search availed
nothing, and the grieving woman went
ringless to bed. The next day the
farmer killed several chickens for din-
ner, and almost the first thing he
struck in the craw of the largest of
the birds was six grasshoppers, a tum-
blebug, a measuring worm and a blue-
One year more
And that excitement
Will be o'er.
Then Captain Taft .
Will sail the craft
Or Colonel Bryan
Unless they choose
To give us Hughes,
And there's no ban on
—New York Tribune
Hush, we list
For some response on
—St. LiOuls Post-Dispatch.
We've a hope
No one will hoot
If we rise
To mention Root.
Just chip In
To say, l>y gol, it
Stems to mo
They missed T.a Follette.
Excuse us while
We turn the spots on
—St. Mary's Oracle.
He doesn't care, thanks,
See that black
Hoss trotting nigh?
That's your fat
Ol' Uncle By!
He could win
It If ho tried,
4 But he hates
To beat your sidtt
To stay and write
To win the flght!
He don't care
To rule the crew-
He stays homo
To tickle YOU!
Finding the Needle.
A Minnesota woman who swallowed
a needle when she was a child, mar-
ried, and in the course of time, gave
birth to a fine baby boy. Imagine her
surprise one day to find a sharp point
penetrating the skin of the baby Just
south of his pelvis bone. Instantly the
swallowed needle flashed through lver
mind and turning the babe face dow -
ward upon her knees, she removed a
safety-pin point from the youngster's
anatomy and lulled him into sweet
Some company or other played
"Tracy the Outlaw" In the opera
house here Thursday night. If Traey
the outlaw was as fame as the play
here, he was greatly misrepresented.
—Klklns (W. Va.) News.
TALK OF NEW YORK
Gossip of People and Events Told
in Interesting Manner.
Identity of "Mme. Ruiz" Is Revealed
hood that a successful prosecution ofi
the divorce action may be followed by
a suit for alienation of affection
against a man as yet unnamed. Mr.
liauchlo said that the divorce action
is based upon statutory grounds. "An
unknown man" is specified in the com-
plaint, but it Is said that when the pa-
pers are served upou Mme. Ruiz the
complaint will be so amended that the
name of the corespondent will appear.
Mr. Ruiz was married to Mary Ag-
nes O'Brien in this city August 17.
1903, according to the records. Miss
O'Brien gave her birthplace as Mis-
souri and her age us 25 years.
They did not live happily, It is Baid.
and after a few years decided to live
apart. Since that time Mme. Ruiz has
lived at several exclusive New York
hotels and of lata has had an apart-
ment in Lexington avenue. Her name
was brought into the Vanderbilt caso
through the disclosures that shortly
before he eloped with a young society
matron, Harry Brenchley, formerly a
trainer for Alfred G. Vanderbilt's
horses, had purchased an $11,000 auto-
mobile for Mme. Ruiz.
NEW YORK—The Identity of the
mysterious "Mme. Ruiz." whose
name was frequently mentioned in
connection with the suit of Mrs. Ellen
French Vanderbilt for divorce from Al-
fred G. Vanderbilt, has just become
public through the beginning of an-
other divorce suit in which Mme. Ruiz
is the defendant. The plaintiff in this
*ase is Senor Don Antonio Ruiz y
31ivares, attache of the Cuban legation
at Washington, and the defendant's
name is given as Senora Dona Agnes
O'Brien de Ruiz. The complaint in the
suit has not yet been served upon
Mme. Ruiz, as the plaintiff's counsel,
3eorge Young Bauchle, has not yet
succeeded in ascertaining her present
There is said to be a strong likell-
The Problem of Living in New York
ECONOMY is nothing but poverty in
New York, by contrast with the ab-
normal demands that living involves.
Spending 60 cents for breakfast, going
without luncheon and paying one dol-
lar for dinner is economy for a single
man. A breakfast that costs 30 cents
and a dinner at 60 cents is poverty.
The boarding house life Is poverty;
the lodging house life is something
worse, and the ordinary life in a flat
is >oluntary servitude.
Soeio#gi8ts claim that the lowest
possible yearly expense for a work-
lngman with a wife and three children,
embodying a normal standard of liv-
ing, 1b |950. The statement was made
recently by the New York department
of charities that the average laborer's
family in New York is existing on $700
a year. The minimum rate of rent
on the East side for the barest de-
cencies is four dollars a month. Coal
costs from 10 to 15 cents a pail, a fab-
ulous price when estimated by the ton.
Yet between this poverty and the
"economy" of the small salaried em-
ploye who is compelled to adjust his
earnings to the demands of his occu-
pation there is small difference. We
live in New York by the cost rather
than value of things. An apple pur-
chased on Fifth avenue costs twice as
much as the same apple bought on
Fourteenth street. The dollar Bowery
shirt costs twice as much on Broad-
way. This 1b the city where they "pay
The self-indulgent man who spends
$300 a day has not Baved his money
out of his wages. The woman who
could not manage her household for a
season on less than $75,000 is not the
daughter or the wife of a wage earner.
Economical beginners really have no
actual relation to the existing problem
of living in New York.
What does it cost to live in New
York? More than you can ever hope
to earn in wages; and, so far as tho
chances of speculation are concerned,
that infers the necessity of "pull." If
you haven't a "pull," Boclal or political
or financial, your speculative chances
are slight. Obviously this state of
restless endurance is demoralizing. It
undermines character. Presently you
find yourself following the procession
of people who are living beyond their
means, because they seem to be enjoy-
ing themselves at it.
The only way to live within your in-
come in New York is to become blind
to the very extravagances and allure-
ments that make this the metropolis,
and to sacrifice the pleasures of
temptation for the comforts of an hon-
orable old age.
New Theater to Educate the Children
THERE is to be a new theater in
town, not built by Oscar Hammer-
stein or by any of the managers whose
names bo seldom get into the newspa
pers, nor is it to be a theater of the
uBual order, although it will be a "reg-
ular theater," as all its actorB, patrons
and managers will testify.
The new theater filed a certificate
of incorporation at Albany. The names
of some of the directors demonstrate
that it does not lack either capital or
moral backing or the special talent
and management which go to make a
theater successful. It is to be called
the Educational Theater for Children
and Young People.
1 While it is the outgrowth of the
Children's Educational theater, which
has been in existence long enough to
demonstrate its right to live, in con-
nection with the Educational alliance
in East Broadway, the new theater
really will be a new adventure in New
The directors named in the new in-
stitution are: Samuel L. Clemens
(Mark Twain), Rev. P. S. Grant. Otto
H. Kahn, R. J. Collier. Miss A. M.
Herta and CharleB E. Miner.
The theater is to have its home for
teaching, etc., for the present in Mr.
Collier's residence at 20 Gramercy
park. For the coming season tho
newer organization will continue to
supply entertainments of a dramatic
order for and at the Educational al-
liance, but in due time it expects to
have a suitable theater building of its
In addition to the directors named
there Ib to be an advisory board, of
which one member has been selected,
Rev. Dr. G. S. Hall, president of Clark
university of Worcester, Mass.
Briefly stated, the object of the the-
ater is education on both sides of the
footlights, which is' to say it aims to
familiarize the younger generation
with Bome of the best plays, both
classical and modern, by permitting
young people to take part in the per-
formances and the stage management,
and In turn by so educating a genera-
tion which later on shall demand in
tho greater theaters a high order of
plays and take uway from the mana-
gers the excuse sometimes heard now-
adays that they cannot afford to pro-
duce plays for children.
Dressing Miss New York Is Expensive
rHE New York girl is an expensive
proposition. The other day a su-
preme court judge increased the al-
lowance of a 17-year-old bud from
$6,000 to $10,000 a year so that she
^ould dress "as becomes her station."
Some comment was made at the time
that this was rather a large sum for a
young girl to spend for raiment, but,
according to a fashionable Fifth ave-
nue modiste, $10,000 a year is a mere
bagatelle for Miss Manhattan to spend
for frocks and frills.
In a dress parade of the nations the
New York specimen of American
beauty, by right of her costly and un-
limited wardrobe, would lead the pro-
cession, for, according to this fashion-
able dressmaker, her sartorial posi-
tion is achieved by a reckless disre-
gard of money.
Twenty thousand dollars Is only a
moderate outlay for a new spring out-
fit. At least, so says this dressmaker,
who really ought to know, for she has
gowned many maids and matrons of
the smart set. Nowhere is money
more lavishly spent for fashionable
finery than in this city, she says, for
every New York woman's fad seema
to be pretty clothes. Money may coma
and money may go, but frocks and
frills go on forever, and there seems
to be no abatement in the costly de-
sires of the "Bex."
While the modiste admitted that sha
had customers who spent twice or
thrice twenty thousand a year for
clothes, she confessed that Miss New
York could be nicely gowued on $20,-
000 a year. Now that the warm
weather is here the Now York girl Is
loosening her purse strings and every
fashionable modiste is simply deluged
with orders for costly summer finery.
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