-----1CE Iwo: "IT CAUSED A CONTROVERSY THE PROVIDING oF 8 SUNDAY RECREA.-- TION FOR THE YOUTHS. The Earl of Denbigh Defends Himself In His Plan For the Establishment of Miniature Rifle Range--Makes a Strong Protest. A controversy has arisen between the Earl of Denbigh and Rev. W. E. Jackson, 'vicar of Monkskirby (Warwickshire), with reference to the establishment by the Earl on his Newsham Paddocks estate of a miniature rifle range, to provide Sunday recreation for the ypuths of the district. The Earl defended himself by this ar- gament ; "Your observations are directed against any form of amusement or recreation on a Sunday which, in spite of excellént sentiments, you would apparently prefer to see made into a day of penance and boredom, for it is what Sunday becomes to the young when every form' of amusement, innocent or otherwise, is barred, 1 beg to protest against this doctrine as emphati- cally as I can. It is much better for our vil- lage lads to be 'playing than to have no other occupation beyond loafing about the roads, play- ing cards under hedges, or because there is nothing else to amuse them doing many other things that they had best leave undone." On this topic the editor of "The Treasury" says :--"There are thousands of upper middle- class, professional Englishmen absolutely self- content, absolutely heathen in their ways, yet withal honest, clean-living folk, good husbands and fathers according to their lights, industrifus, intolerant of humbug. We need a prophet to go a round of the golf links, on Stinday, and preach 2nd the passengers began to troop over the The | gangplank. conversion to the people he finds there. need is urgent: of puuting the fear of God into professional, respectable, top-hatted, educated | men, who, in one sense, are the backbone of our nation ; in another (because they are so numer ous, so inflential, and so frankly un-Christian) its greatest danger, There are keen and in- structed churchmen among this class, but what proportion do thE€y bear to the whole? Get the average man to talk about the church, and the answer this question will painfully ap parent to be Aarlud, The Island Of Widows. Off the coast of Norway is a small island called Aarlud, which for two years had the peculiar distinction of being peopled exclu- by widows, One spring in the early "nineties" a man arrived on the island from Haugesund, on the mainland, with wife and family, to participate in the egg gather- ing. While on the cliff, he made a false step, fell, and was instantly killed. not been a death on the island for years, when a boy was killed by a boulder falling from the same cliff, the occurence cast a gloom over the small community. This consisted of thirty fishermen with their fami- lies. As a mark of sympathy all the men determined to attend the funeral of the un- fortunate, at the ceremony at Haugesund on the mainland. During the service at the burial-ground a tremendous galefarose. But the thirty fishermen determined to sail for Aarlud, and, having freely bought household supplies, the boat was heavily: laden: The progress through the angry sea was anxiously watched by the people on the mainland, who, when the boat had gone about a mile and a half from the coast, saw that it was in dis- tress. Efforts were made to go tg its assis- tance, but the heavy sea beat back every boat. A few moments afterwards the unfor- tunate smack plunged forward and disappear ed from view. Every one of its thirty oc- cupants was drowned, and on the following morning their bodies were found along .the beach. Every wife in the place had by the dreadful event been made a, widow, and out of the thirty as many as twenty-eight were left without any means of support. sively his Addressed To United Statesers. W. A. Douglas, Toronto. There are some things in the of your nation for which there is profound ad- miration. Jor a hundred years. you enjoyed the unique honor in history of having no army navy,--not much more than a good police force. When you were and weak in number, you trusted to the of humanity, to thé common sense of the people "But, unfortunately, in an evil hour, you in- creased your army and built a great navy One of your large papers, latély had a leading article headed: 'Our Navy Our Greatest Glory! It reminded me of the man who had been wrecked on a desolate coast. After wandering for days in search of food and shelter he saw a gallows; then he fell on his knees and thank ed God for one sign of civilization. It is a terrible thing to think Christianity has accomplished for the Instead of an immense going up, claiming emphatically for the methods peace, there has been a great for weapons of war, The time "will come when swords will be beaten into plough-shares and spears into pruning hooks, but the peogle even the professed Christian people--are do- to bring this about. there will Jritain history and no few Zoodness little world pro of the how voice shout ing little Ina few strike of the century and the United States signed the last treaty of peace." Would it not be a grand thing, full of blessing for the world, if these two nations were to meet in a great reunion at Niagara Falls, to brate this centennial by monument attesting to a bond of perpetual peace? the clock years since cele- erecting a Michael And The Dragon. Lately the people of the town of Helston, Cornwall, celebrated the "Furry" Festival. In the early hours the young folk went into the country to collect flowers and green boughs. On their return they danced through the nar- row streets to the strain of the ' Furry' dance, an ancient Celtic melody Lateg a ballad termed the "Hal-and-tow" chanted, the first four lines of which are: Robin Hood and Little John, They both are gone to fair O! And we will go to the merry greenwood To see what they do there O! Then came the official dance town to the accompaniment of "Furry" music. Headed by the partner, the dancers entered St. was through the the inevitable Mayor and his every and coming out at the back, ringing bells and banging knockers as they went. According to tradition, the festival is in celebration of the victory of St. Michael fiery dragon which threatened the town' with destruction A crude pictorial representation, of the saint's over a house festooned with flowers, going in at the front | gava, playing with a ball of sealskin Stuffed i Pre cers s co-operative The goals are placed much as in| | | | | ! | | { the { Kaomouna | forms the town arms of Tel 1a diag deed of valor ston, HER LIFE FOR HER MOTHER. A Story Which Sheds A Bright Light Ypon! The Devotion Of Kanaka Women. The usual Honolulu crowd was down at the dock when the steamship from San Francisco pulled alongside' the pier on a brilliant, balmy afternoon in Jahuary some years ago. Ameri can women in summer afternoon costumes, a few English and a few German women of society, arrayed also for steamer day, leaned back languorously in their carriages and phae- tons, under the shade of parasols, listening to the lazy complimentary talk of the duck clad, lei enwreathed young business men who com- bined duty with pleasure in thus waiting for thé great steamer to slip laboriously into her berth beside the pier, The Kanaka women had bare feet. They stood about in little groups as silent as the men of their race. A few of the women carried brown babies--silent also. The young women were of varying degrees of beauty, their figures showing a uniform excellence of preportion. One of these Kanakas was particularly beauti- ful. She was clad like the women of her race. The white silk cord with which, unlike the other Kanaka women, she drew her white dress about her waist emphasized the splendid | heroic proportions of her figure. Kaomouna seemed quite unconscious of her beauty. The young shipping clerks, hurrying to and fro on the dock, stopped when they caught sight of | her. The women in the carriages, whip had | not been logg down from' Ame rica or Europe, | | saw Kaomouna and asked, "Who that glorious creature?" Kaomouna, with a sad face, spoke only an occasional word to one of the Kanaka women. The steamship was made is fast to the pier, was one man with his and three-year-old little girl. 'The girl was the first to catch sight of Kaomouna she reached the wharf. She freed her hand from her father's grasp and ran toward Kaomouna with baby words. Kao-| mouna smiled at the little girl, but did not! offer to take her up. Instead she folded her arms, looking down at the little pink faced child pleasantly. When the mother had taken little girl raised her look at Kaomouna, "Did you ever a perfectly beautiful woman?' wife of her husband in a whisper, seemed to take to her immediately. If we could only have her for a for Tita!" Kaomouna heard her. "Kaomouna would love to be that," she replied in a soft Kanaka ac- cented speech, smiling. Then a look of pain into her face. "But it may not be--it not be!" And, with her hands at her Kaomouna turned suddenly and disap There pretty young wife as she eyes to in your whole life see such 1sked the young | "And Tita nurse came may eyes, As there had {peared among the departing men and women eleven | of her race. Three months later the parents of the little girl were at the dock to witness for the first time the saddest of sights--the departure of the lepers for the island of Molokai. The Kilauea Hou, the leper steamer, was out in the stream, and the lepers were being carried out to her in barges. A litter was borne through the roped inclosure for the lepers. On it lay a very old Kanaka woman{ in the.final stages of the disease. At the side of the litter walked Kaomouna. Her face was very sad. The parents of the little gir] wondered. They spoke to an official embarking the lepers. "Surely," they said, "she does not accompany the lep- ers? "Who--Kaomouna?" replied the health offi- "Oh, yes, she But it is her own choice. Kaomou#na has been secreting her old | mother for We always knew there was something mysterious about Kaomouna--that have known it for five years. She had made queer visits to a palm hut far over in the Nuuanu valley. La week we followed her. . We felt there was leprosy in it. We found her mother in the hut. Kaomouna had had her in hiding, trying to save her from Molokai, ever the disease became evi- dent. Kaomouna is not infected in the least She has been careful. But she elects to follow her mother to Molokai. Extraordinary? Why, not at all! You do not.understand the filial devotion of Kanaka women--men, too, for that matter commen enough." The girl looked: at each other. There were tears in the mother's eyes. "That is why she folded her arms and would not touch Tita!" said. "In this world of God, civilized uncivilized, could there be anything All cial. does. years, we 1st since Such cases are parents of the little she or more noble?" ready, and the a and her mother board, started harbor, the Kanakas the weird, plaintive death wail was K Hou, with on down the on dock setting up the The Record For Laziness, Dr. Charles A. E: of the Church, Cleveland, in a brilliant dinner speech: "Laziness is responsible for too the about us. It well alcohol for this blame and injustice, heights might not all have climbed but for laziness?". He paused and smiled. "We »o much like the supernumerary in the he went on, "who had to enter from the right and 'My Lord, the car- riage waits.' 'Look here, super,' one night, 'I want you to come left instead of the right after this, and I want you to transpose your speech. Make it run hereafter, 'The carriage waits, my Lord.' "The super pressed Wis hand to his brow. 'More study! More study! he groaned." Their Idea Of Solemn Service. About sixty Chinamen graves of two recently buried 'Celestials in| Anfield Cemetery, Liverpool, carrymg a fully-| grown roasted pig decorfted with red rosettes, cpoked fowls, beef chops, oranges, and sweets A bottle or two 'of Scotch whiskey, flanked with "egg-cups and liquor were placed on one of the The tota was plentifully poured upon the meats and ri was sprinkled upon the grgye,.and afterwards joss sticks, paper offerings, and boxes of crack burnt, . The' f the diversion Baptist after ton, said much of is all very misery, to but to what misery we to -blame oppression see we our say, said the stage manager on from the proceeded to the glasses, also graves 1 ers were hire rks explosion o Ww made a lively Football Played in Labrador. { One must not imagine it is all work and no play with Labrador Eskimos old game football has taken the of hold in Un-| with grass our own game, and each played is armed with a short handled stick made of several throngs | bent in loops and attached to a The ball may either be toss- kicked or, should opportunity and carried. Rough tactics rather freely indulged in of hide wooden handle ed in the offer are seal sling, picked up not batred, fia} ish g | habit Our good | THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG, THE THO OLD FRIENDS MET lies QUITE QUICKLY ENGAGED IN A NOVEL CONTEST. | Subject of a Story in Rev. S. Baring Gould's Recent Book, "Cornish Characters and Strange . Events"--Had a Real Treat. An English clergyman in a mental isolati is the subject of .a Story in Rev. S. Baring. Gould's recent book. "Cornish Characters and Strange Events." One day William Pengelly, Va geologist well known in his time, was travel- ling on foot for the purpose of examitiing the rocks, when he learned that his road lay with- in a couple of miles of his old mathematical friend, D. His time was very short, but for "auld lang sype" he decided to visit his friend, whom he had not met for several years. When he reached the rectory, which was in a very secluded district, Mr. and Mrs. D. were for- tunately at home, and received him with their wonted kindness. The salutations were barely over when Pengelly said: FIt is now six o'clock. 1 must teach Wellington to-night, land as it is said to be fully eight miles off, and I am wholly unacquainted with the road, and | with the town when I reach it, I cannot re- { main with you one minute after eight o'clock." "Oh, very well," said D. "Then we must | impggye the shining hour, Jane, my dear, be so good as to order tea! Having said this, he left the room. In a few minutes he re- turne® with a book under his arm and his hands filled with writing materials, which he placed on the table. Opening the book, he said: "This is Hind's = Trigonometry, and here's a lot of samples for practise. Let us see eight o'clock. I did most of them many years ago, but 1 not looked at them since. Suppose we begin at this one,"--which he pointed to--"and take them as they come. We can drink tea we work, so as to lose no time." 'All right," said Pengelly, although it was certainly not the object for which he had come out of his road. They set to work. No words passed between them; the servant brought in the tray, Mrs. D."handed them their tea, which they drank now and then, and the time flew on rapidly. At length, finding it to be a quarter to eight, Pengelly said, "We must stop, for in a quarter of an hour IT must be on my road." "Very well. Let us how our answers agree with those of the author." It proved that D. had correctly solved one more than Pengelly had. This point settled, Pengelly said, "Good-by "Good-by. Do come again as can. The farmers about here know whatever about trigonometry." They parted at the rectory door and never met again, for D. died a few years later. have our as see soon as you nothing A Chinese Martyr Heroine. Some one has said that if the women persist, they bound to have the suffrage, because they women. Success comes from per- In China a parallel evident desire of women to share in the ad- of education. The majority of the according to a writer in the Atlantic Monthly, look upon this attitude as scandalous, and not at all to be encouraged. Many heart- rending tragedies have been brought about by insoluble conflicts of duty toward the old and the new. A short time ago, in an. interior village in Kiang Su, a woman, ambitious to become educated, killed herself after bad treat- ment from her husband's relatives, Her fare- well letter was everywhere copied by the Chinese press. It has become a national docu- ment, and almost a charter of the new move- ment. In it occur the following sentences: "I am about to die to-day because nry hus- band's parents, having found great fault with me for having unbound my feet, and declaring that I have Be¥n diffusing such an evil in- fluence as I have injured the reputations of my ancestors, have determined to put me to death. Maintaining that they will be severely censured by their relatives, once I enter a and receive instruction, they lave been trying hard to deprive me of life, in order, as they say, to stop beforehand all the troubles that 'T may cause. At first they intended to starve me, but now they compel me to sommit suicide by taking poison. I do not fear death at all, but how can I part from my children, who are so young? Indeed, there should bé no sympathy for me, but the mere thought of the destruction of my ideals, and of my young children, who will without doubt be compelled td live in the old way, makes my heart almost break." are are sistence is in the vantages Chinese, case school "he blood of such martyrs is beginning to make its impression upon the Chinese people, and turning them to favor' mwore liberal popular customs. A nation in which a spirit of such ruthless self-sacrifice is still so com- mon may bring forth things that will astonish the world. It has been said that '"China con- tains materials for a revolution, if she should start ong, to which the horrors of the French Revolution would be a mere squib"; but if turned into different. channels, this spirit of self-sacrifice may, as it did in the case. of Jaan, bring about a quick regeneration of national life and national prestige, through ithe estab- lishment of new institutions; that correspond to the currents of life thus striving to assert themselves. is Ireland Should Be Grateful. One of the signs of the growing good re- lations between England and the United States is that a U. S. writer deals generously with the treatment of Ireland by England, and points out all, that the paramount partner has done, instead of inflaming popular prejudice against England. There has just been published "A Summer in Ireland," by William E. Curtis, of the best known American newspaper correspondents, who, in thirty years as a journalist has visited nearly very country. He says that no government ever did so much for its subjects as the Brit- government is doing for Ireland, but he is not entirely optimistic as to the effect of this wh benevolence. He expresses a fear lest the people of Ireland may acquire a of expecting the government to do { everything for them, and thus lead to a state of dependence already apparent in many plac- es. He sees prospects of great good from the Irish Agricultural Organization Society, and s an enthusiastic admirer" of Sir Horace schemes' for the far- dairymen. He -also--exprestes the {highest admiration for the Congested Dis- tricts Board. In describing the emigration movement Mr. Curtis-thinxzs 1t would be a good thing for Ireland if "the Old Home Week," that has been so popular in America, could be made an Irish institution. Ireland would be crowkled with her former sons and one lesale mers and which can do the greatest number of them by! | reply: SATURDAY, JUNE 26, 1909. daughters, leaving large sums, which would quicken busmess, increase the demand for labor, and create a market for everything that 1s made or grows. Mr. Curtis proposed this idea to several organizations promoting the welfare of Ireland, without exciting enthus- iasm. There seems to be an apprehension that gomeone would make political capital out of it. "Politics and. whiskey are the curse of Ireland" he says, and he deplores the public drunkenness in Dublin and other cities, though the habits of the people are improving. Alas, A Christian Government. The Congo continues to be horribly mis- ruled in spite of 'the new regime. Indeed, since King Leopold has been succeeded by the Belgian. (Government, it reminds Rev. Mr. Whiteside; resident of the Congo Bololo Mig sion, Lolanga, of scorpions succeeding the whips. For instance, an order has gone forth, that five thousand thatching mats have to be supplied by the people in the Monkero dis- trict, where the unfortunate natives already had to give most of their time to the govern- ment. Other observers have been Rev. Ste- phen Gilchrist and Rev. Charles Padfield, who recently travelled over thirteen hundred miles in the Congo. Several of the villages, passed had received their 'tax papers," and 'the mis- sionaries noticed huts chopped up and scat- tered and the plaintains behind cut down This, the natives said, had been done because the white ngan was angry, the owners of the huts not being at home to receive tax papers. The réal chiefs of the native peoples have been suppressed and replaced by creatures of the administration. These state-appointed task-masters are a nightmare haunting the communities. 'When the natives were asked why they did not complain of the local offi- cial, they made the unanswerable and tragic 'When we did so, the white man gave the accused liberty to deal with the accuser' The riverine populations are gradually be- coming extinct through sleeping sickness, and the infection is spreading to the interior by reason of the fact that the natives are brought to the river for fishing and rubber-collecting --the rubber vine only being found in quan- tity on the swampy belts along the river banks. Making The Best Of Things. Stevenson's words : "There is no much underrate as the duty of being happy. By being happy, we sow anony- mous benefits upon the world, which remain unknown even to ourselves, or when they are disclosed, surprise nobody so much as the benefactor." Then there is a passage in a little book called 'The Silver Crown': A plant grew up in the spring, and spread its leaves and looked around, rejoicing in its life. "To grow," said the plant, "to be beauti- ful and gladden the eyes of those who look upon me: this life. The Giver of it be praised!" Now the plant budded and blossomed: ly the blossoms were, and sweet, and men plucked them joyfully. "This is well," said the plant. 'To send beauty and fragrance hither and thither, to sweeten the worl] even a little, this is life: the Giver of it be praised!" Autumn came, and the plant stood lonely, yet at peace. "One cannot always be in blos- som!" it said. "One has done what one could, and a little is part of the whole." By and by came a gatherer of herbs,, and cut the green leaves from the plant. "They are good for bruises," he said, "or distilled, their juice may heal an inward wound." The plant heard and rejoiced. "To heal!" it said. "That is even better than to gladden the eyes. The Giver of this, too, be praised!" Remember duty we so love- there is a bright side to every phase of life. The White Badge of Cruelty. No forin of feather adornment has been more harmful in effects than the wearing of "aigrettes" or heron's plumes. These dainty, graceful feathers carry with them no suggest- ion of death, and many a woman on whose bonnet they are placed is ignorant of the un- spéakable cruelty the taking of these feathers entails. If each plume could tell its own sad history, every humane woman woild raise her voice in protest against a fashion which threatens with extinction one of the most beautiful of animate creatures. Aigrette plumes constitute the wedding dress of the several species of white herons and egrets, and are worn only during the nesting season. The birds are exceedingly sociable in disposition, and, when breeding, gather in colonies or rookeries, often containing hun- dreds of pairs. The plume hunter shoots the parent birds as they return with food for their young. The bird falls, the slight report of the rifle does not alagm the others that soon fol- low, and within a few days most of the parents have been killed, while the nestlings, lacking their care, die of starvation. A Florida plume hunter, with three assistants, killed 300 egrets in one afternoon; another boasted that he and his party had killed 130,000 birds, mostly plume birds, during one season. Soon there will not be any egrets. Best Pay To The Worst. We pay our millionaire more than his broker; we pay the broker more than his chauffeur; we pay the chauffeur more than the man in the coal pit; and we pay the miner more than his wife. We pay our lobbyists more than our lawyers; we pay our lawyers more than our judges; and we pay our judges more than the man who serves society by keeping out of court. We pay our college "executives" more than our pro- fessors; we pay our professors more than our scholars; we pay our scholars more than our thinkers, whom we pay 'mighty little at) all. This law is universal. We pay the bad novelist more than the good novelist; we pay the good novelist more than the bad poet; we pay the bad poet more than the good poet; we pay the good poet more than the prophet, whose wages in his own valley are notoriously meagre and uncer- tain. And if we rise above the prophet to ser- vices more than human, we know very well what the world pays for that. Another Broad Baftle. Forty-one local option contests have been begun in Ontario, in preparation for veting January next. Two of the municipalities-- Brantford and -Peterboro--are cities; fourteen are towns--Almonte, Aurora, Carleton Place, Cobourg, Collingwoed, Dunnville, Lindsay, Meaford, Newmarket, Orangeville, Picton, Port Hope, Stayner, Strathroy; three are in- corporated villages--Acton, Dutton and Georgetown. The other municipalities are: Adelaide, Admaston, Albion, Beckwith, Blyth, Brooke, Bromley, Caledon, Dunwich, Elma, Eramosa, Esquesing, Essa, Gower North, Gwillimbury East, Hay, Luther, Marlboro, Nepean, Pakenham, Sunnidale and Tucker- smith, And thus, the fable continues, showing that? BETTER THAN TOYS A WONDERFUL CREATION A most remarkable achievement in Biscuit making-- McCORMICK'S NURSERY RHYME BISCUITS. The heroes and heroines of the Nursery Rhymes--not stamped into the biscuit, but actually raised above the surface, presenting a handsome and unique embossed * The real merits of McCormick's Nursery Rhyme Biscuits is the health-Building value. The ARROW- ROOT they contain (SAME. INGREDIENTS USED IN OUR FAMOUS ARROWROOT BISCUIT) helps diges- tion, builds up blood and body, fortifies the nerves and makes cheerful, plump, healthy children. er J, " ii appearance. Ba, Ba Black Sheep, There was a little man, Old King Cole, and others. 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