Thursday, August 24, ·1899 . ,IVOLUME VII. NUMBER 44.. ofPUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY IN THE YEAR AT THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO;.PRICE, 10 CENTS.._-:.._- ------mnf"ersit)2' of <tbicago 'UUleehl)2J ,SINGLE COPIES IOc. VOL. VII. No. 44CHICAGO, ILL., AUGUST 24, 1899.A POSSIBLE ENCOUNTER.Oh Venezia 'Benedetta'La Regina sei del mar,Vien' in gondola dilettaSuI' mio cuor' a �iposare.E Ie stelle e la lunaChe tu vedi al firmamento,J ettanno sulla lagunaUna pioggia cli, argento.Sotto I' ombra del RialtoN oi andiamo poi vogare,London was foggy on a June afternoon of1615. The vessels that even so long -ago had'hegun to crowd the Thames felt their waycautiously and with tremendous, shouting ofthe sailors Upl and' down the narrow stream;the captain of the ," Good Tidings," just back,'after a long and, pc'rilous voyage from India,cursed ferociously the weather that would offersuch risks, in his own horne harbor, to a stoutmariner who had braved all the perils of thewide seas.' By two o'clo'ck the link-boys wereout, their cries Of "Link, ho! Link," echoingmysteriously through the m'uffied and silentstreets. Few pedestrians were abroad. Thefog' had held since morning, and Londonstreets in a fog, in the twelfth year of thegracious King James, were not safe traveling,unless a man was quick and wary.One man, however, whom fortune had calledinto the streets, seemed not to mind the dampand dripping weather. He strode along overthe doubtful pavements with a firm step, hum­ming to himself, and now and then breakingI VENEZIA.BY M. DE S.Verso irl campanile altoDella Piazza, per cantare.POl al Ponte dei SospiriAl Palazzo qui, ducale.Prol ungiam' i nostri giriFino alIa Cathedrale.Oh Venezia veramenteTu sei grande bella, pura,Ma mi metti nella menteH T utto passa, nulla dura."into a laugh as his foot slipped into a hole inthe rutty path that did duty for a walk. "By'the wit of mine own Rosalind!" he said, after- one of these misadventures that had jarredhim more than usual, "the old town knowethme for a countryman now and taketh libertieswith me! That I should slip in this path thatmy feet know as well as mine eyes know the­Avon! Halloa!"This last exclamation was fair ly jolted outof him; for in the gloom he had run up againstsomething which had caught him directly inthe stomach. He drew back alertly in an in­stant; then, at a little cry from the fog beforehim, he stooped over the object, whatever itwas, that the force of the collision had knockeddown." A child!" he ejaculated. "Art hurt, lad rWhat do you on London streets on such a day?Truly, 'tis no weather for children."The boy made no answer but lay still wherehe had fallen. With a mutter of pity thetraveler pi'cked him up with an easy swing, and-, 1As if heeding her words, the boy glanceddown at his brown small clothes and greystockings, now stained and wet with Londonmud; and at the sight, he burst into such acry that the man standing over hirn startedback." 'Tis a Puritan, i' faith," he remarked, corni­cally. "None other could so notably lift uphis voice; a very Ranter is he. But who is he,Cicely; knowest thou the lad, or his parents?He must go home; the jolly' Mermaid " is no,place for a Puritan, even though he be but ayoun6" one."The youngster stopped crying as suddenlyas he had begun, and looking up with dignity,said with a slight lisp:" I am not a Puritan; my' father is a Scrive­ner; I cry for that I shall be whipped becaus,eI have so befouled myself." As 1£ the thoughtwere once more too much for him, his tears be­gan to flow again." Whipped, thou?" demanded his iriter loctor,"N'ay, little one, they would not whip a childlike thee. Only bad boys are whipped, andthou art a good one, art not r Tell me thyname and where thou livest sir, and thou shaltbe safe home again."The lad looked up through his tears with agleam of hope on his face. He was a prettychild with blue eyes and long brown hair thathung straight down over his shoulders." My name is John Milton," he said with anunchildish directness that contrasted oddlywith his tear-stained face."And thou livest where? "" That I d� not know," said the boy asdi­rectly as before.l," Not know where thou livest?" The othersmiled humorously. "Thou art .not an actor,john, that thou walk est the streets without ahome? ",,' Nay, I do not understand," answered youngMilton, looking up a little crossly, "And thoucalled me an actor; I will tell my father. I donot think I like you." '" Listen to that, now; the young straight­lace," sniggered the maid roughly. But he ofthe bright eyes changed his tone at once, sothat it became all sympathy, as tender as a wo­man's. It was a �onderful soft voice, and atthe tone of it the 'crossness' fled out of the lad's.face as if by magic.476 THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKLYcarrying him in his arms plunged forwardag-ain, but more cautiously, as befitted his bur­den, into the fog, After he had gone a hun­dred yards he slackened his pace still further,peering about him to the right, as though seek­ing some landmark; and when, through thegloom, a point of light pricked, he gave a sighof relief and stepped 1;0wards it. The gleamcame from the square iron lantern hung beforea tavern; passing under it, the men flung op�na door and stepped into the main room of theplace. ,Even here the fog penetrated thickly, butfrom candles scattered plentifully about therewas light enough to see what manner of personhe was. About middle height, and not stoutlymade, he nevertheless carried his burden withan ease and gentleness that showed him a manof trained strength. His face was longand thin" and covered, as to thelower half, with the. moustache andpointed beard that the fashion of thetime prescribed. These, originally. a jetblack, were now streaked with gray. The oneremarkable feature of the man was his eyes ..They were of a beautiful dark brown, changingat times almost to black; III the half light ofthe duskyroom they seemed to smolder likefire burning under ashes. There were crow's­feet at their corners, and his forehead wasseamed with little wrinkles, but for all that hedid not look. old; he appeared rather like ayouth who, for a whim, had chosen to disguisehimself as middle-aged; eager enthusiasmstill burnt' in those eyes. He carried the ladin his arms to a 'bench at the side of the largeroom and laid him down on it while the bar- _maid, with' clucks of pity, came over to se-e'.wh'at was to be seen."Cicely, my lass," he nodded to her, as' onewho is well-known, "you see I cannot keepaway from town. See what I have' done in myhaste," and he bent, over the boy again. Butthe latter, who had been only dazed by theforce of his fall, now sat up, and looked abouthim. '"Ah, that is better," said the 'man, cheer­fully. "At:t not hurt, lad, after all? Why,'tis but a baby almost; surely his parents aremad to Jet him roam London streets in suchweather,"" 'Tis a little Puritan, surely," said the maid.," Look to his clothes, so sober be they."". \THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKL Y. ' 477I, Nay, I meant not-to hurt tVY feelings John.See now, tell me where thou livest, and, I willcarry thee home to thy mother; she will befearful else, and I will tell h.er that I ran intothee and threw thee down, and she shall knowthat it was no .fault of thine, thy, clothes aremudded."'But'the boy shook his head 'again somewhatdismally. "I cannot tell where I live," hesaid"for I have never been in ,tillis place before.""That I warrant me," laughed the maid" Cease thou," said the boy turning on her'qukkly. " I mind me .now what thou art; thouart the Midianitisb : woman, on whom woe ispronounced." He stumbled bravely throughthe long words, but his face wrinkled intocrossness again when she laughed back at himloudly., "Nay, hush Cicely,' smiled the man gaily,"He'hit thee fairly; let the, boy alone. Tellme, are none of the old circle here to-night? ""'Tis early," She answered, "Yet, is Mr.Jonson within."The man's face lengthened. "Only he !" hemuttered, half-laughing, half-dolefully. "Wellif needs. must-' --" He turned to the boywho, leaning forward and blinking, as thoughhe were nearsighted, was watching him eagerly,and looked at him doubtfully. "'Twould bebut a wild plan l ittbe one," he said, "To goforth into this muck knowing not where tocarry thee. We must e'en wait here till someone cometh who knows thy Iather ; thou canstnot have come far on such a day; belikethy home is just around the corner did thoubut know it. Meanwhile wilt come with me ?"The �oy got up from the bench and took hisnew friend's hand, and the latter, after leavingdirections with the maid, Cicely, to inquirestrictly of all whq might come in if anyknewa Milton who was a Scrivener, -Ied 'the way int,oan inner room, where there' was less fog andmore light.Here at a long, black oak table, drawn upacross the middle of the room with half a doz­en chairs scattered irregularly along it, sat abig, 'coarse-looking man bent over' a mass ofuntidy papers. He looked up as they enteredshowing a, red face, with a huge nose and eyesdeep-sunk in his fleshy cheeks, ," Why, if 'tis not Will," he roared; "Will turned baby-tender sure enough! See what aliar is the' town gossip that said that WillShakespere's lads were all girls! By the beardof Cato, Will, if the lad be not a true son of hissire! He cometh to the tavern early, doth .henot? Doth he not, I say!" He chuckled pon­derously at his own joke.Shakespere flushed slightly, "N ay Ben," heanswered gently, "'Tis but a poor lad I ran'into just now in the fog outside, and but waitto find out where he live th before I take himhome again. I know him' not."Jonson shook his great head. "'Twas thy'humor always to be gay, lad," he answered." Picked him up in the fog, sayst thou? How, runneth mine own comedy, 'every man in hishis humor.' Is it I;Wt thus--? "But Shakespere interrupted him, "Thou artright, Ben; art always right; , crush me notutterly then I pray thee, but tell me instead,why I find, thee alone to-night?"Jonson's face, which had grown black at theinterruption, grew gloomier still at the question."Alone?" he repeated, "Nay, 'tis not the first -time, nor wil'lit be, I fear me, the, last: Times, are not now what they used to be. Whisper Itnot, Will, but I sware, if Lorido n grows not tosome appreciation of what we have -done forEngland, I'll leave her, Will, 1'11 go to Scotlandtill these cracked city fools have learned whatthey have lost when Ben Jonson leaveth them.Shakespere smiled furtively, This Scotchtrip of Jonson's was a threat he had heard be­fore; even in the time when he himself hadlived in London and made o ne of the circle atthe Mermaid tavern, Jonson had' periodically\ announced his intention of leaving the city.The next moment, however, the smile vanishedas he asked:�, Why, then, COII;le not the lads as usual ?"'.'As usual," roared Jonson, "Aye, they comeas usual; that is' as the fancy taketh them.Burbage comes, and young Jack Webster, andRowley, and that sourfaced fool Middleton;J ohn Fletcher, too, .now and. then. But who,are they? Where are the rest of them? Allscattered or dead, Will; nobody to tak� theirplaces; 'tis but a lonely world now."" 'Tis a foggy one, surely," answered theother."Foggy enough, lad, 'foggy epough .. We are I'" 1\478 ' THE UNIVERSiTY OF CHICAGO \VEEKL Ythe link boys.. I and thou, and the rest, and weare getting sadly few, Will. And thy light hasburned but dimly too; canst thou not brighten'it, boy? What was that.play of thine they publish ed but lately-the name ot it slips me;some monster there was in it like the dancingbear at a fair, who did this and that, and allthe time did nothing at all? Bad, Will, bad;such stuff will never do; what with thy fairiesand thy witches, and now this creature Galiban-on my faith the name is as ugly as the imagi­nation-c-thou art going to the dogs, sirrah;canst not stick to poor, simple human beings,and play out thy play. with them? "It was an old argument Johnson had drif.tedinto; as old as the meetings at the tavern; aridShakespere was not in a mood to argue. Heknew, too, that he was no match tor Jonson�ith his thronged memory arid his bul l's voice;so he shrugged his shoulders, a. trick he hadcaught from Burbage, and sat down in silence.Jonson muttered away under his breath as hechanged and rewrote the lines at his elbow;meanwhile the boy Milton watched him silentlyand curiously, peering at him out of his near­sighted eyes.Aft.er a while three more men came in, and,then another, and greeted Jonson with consjd-.erable reverence, and Shakespere cordially;one however, a man named Ford, did notknow him. Burbage introduced Shakes­pere deferentially, and when Ford nod­ded negligently, whispered to his fellowactor that Ford was a gentleman of property,who had.ihe swore, the daintiest touch in mel­ancholy of any man in England .. Straightwaythey' tell to discussing politics and shakingtheir heads over them; and finally Jonson he 1-lows:" 'Tis these addled fools, sirs, that cry 'Lib­erty , in the marketplaces, that do us the mis­chief. Treason, rank treason, I say. What!shall not the Ki-ng do what he wishes withouta parcel of crack-brained asses erving , privil­eges' at his heels! If I had my way, this sameset of worthies who .pull long faces when hisgracious Majesty does but ask his subjects­and a stingy and split-farthing set they are,who will not pay-does but ask his subjectsfor money to carryon the court and grant aliving to such men as me, whose name Eng­land shall know \ when they have forgot theI! I very King's-these stiff-fingered gentlemenshould sit in the, stocks awhile till they haveforgot both their ancient liberties and theirancient privileges, and are more ready toremember and praise their present king-andhis right trusty men of letters,'" he added as ifit was an afterthought.All but Shakespere nodded the assent they'gave to everything that Jonson said. Shakes-­pere smiled; but in a moment the smilechanged to a gasp of astonishment; for theboy beside him had slipped off the bench a�dwas facing the great bulk of Jonson, his eye ssparkling."You shan not call my father stingy," hesaid, angrily. "This king has no right to askfor money; he is greedy; I heard my fathersay so."All the men in the room turned toward theboy; after a moment all except Jonsonshouted with laughter. The latter turned thethunder of his voice on the child." What's all this?" he cried. " Your father,sirrah, is a traitor, and will hang on Tyburn;and so shall you, sir, so shall you!" He glaredat the boy fiercely, till the little fellow, hisimpulse of anger gone in fright, burst intotears." Stay, Ben," interposed the soothing voiceof Shakespere, "'tis but a child, seest not?'N ow thou hast frightened him. He did notknow what he said; he is a good lad; he shallnot be hurt. Come then, J ohll-:-is that thyname, lad ?-it is not true; thou shalt not behurt, 11101' thy father. Stop' thy crying.", "Hast a good heart, Will; but that is nonews," remarked Burbage." Is this a spot for the roaring of brats? " cutin the acrid voice of Middleton.Shakespere. looked around angrily; but atthis opportune moment -the maid Cicely puther head into the room. '"Here is a man," she said, "who knoweththe father of the lad you brought with you,Mr. Shakespere; they live, saith, not the shotof an arrow from the very door of the Mer­maid. He will show you the place."The actor, with the boy clinging to his hand,passed out into the main room; and fromthence, guided by, the man who knew Milton'sfather, they groped through the fog' to theboy's home. There he made excuses for the. \ .THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKLYlad's appearance; but to Mistress ,Milton, hug­ging her boy in her arms, they were littleneeded. When she had cried over him andkissed him, she looked up to thank the stran­ger who had brought him back; but the latter,with his gentle smile still upon his lips, hadslipped out again into the fog, and back to thecircle at the Mermaid. ' '.'JANE SORRELIER.Her name was Jane Sorrelier, and she flut­tered Oft my horizon at Glion, the l ittle Swissresort on the hil lside half way between Cauxand Montreux, nestling cozily, where one canlook up at the irregular mountains linedagainsr the sky, or at that same blue sky mir­rored in the. placid waters of Lake' Geneva. 'Here come repressed Britons, year after year,herdingby themsel ves; soft-voiced, unobtrusiveFrench and Spaniards of the quiet type, andoccasionally people of other nationalities towhom Ostentation and glitter have no charm.Miss Sorrelier burst 'in upon our tranquillittle co lo ny with a babel of high-keyed chat­ter; a whirl of co lor, an avalanche of trunks,and � meek looking traveling companion. Shewas a tal l, perfectly molded girl of abouttwenty, with reddish gold hair, sleepy brown.eyes and regular features. She was of theItalian blonde type, and when in repose wasstartlingly beautiful. Like, an im pressio nistpicture, however, the' effect was most perfectwhen viewed at long ral'ilge.jane Sorrelier was the child of an Englishmother and a French father, about wh otn onlytwo salient facts appeared: that they had beendead a number of years, and that they had left, their daughter heiress to an enormous fortune.She owned gl:eat estates in Italy, but spentmost of, her time traveling about. \ France andEngland had provided her \education, and thegayest cities of the continent her manners," Which" to say the least, were bizarre. She wasso clearly out of her dement in Glion, thatMr. and Mrs. Bernard, the elderly English'couple' who- chaperoned 'her socially (she wasal ways carefully chaperoned ), seemed to feelan explanation incumbent upon them. So theytold me, their neighbor at table, that Miss Sor­relier's presence among us was due to a com-,promise. "A month of Lent at this Glion," toquote the girl herself, would be recompensed by the rest of 'the season at gay Aix-C-Baines.She was a good natured, generous girl, butspoiled by adulation, and full of whims. Shetook turns in bullying and "making up" withMrs. Triggs, her patient traveling companion.Withal, she was so charmingly irresistible thatmost people liked her, and no one was sur­prised when the several young men staying atour hotel fell in love with her. The mostardent of Miss Sorrelier's admirers was M ..Sebastian, a handseme young Spaniard, gentlevoiced 'and gentle mannered. So polite washe that once, in a billiard tournament, ratherthan ask her to get out of the way of his cue,he let the simplest of shots paS's, choosing avery difficult one instead. He was so desper­ately in love that he- didn't care if all the worldknew of his passion. 'I, a girl of Miss Sorrelicr's own age, was in­terested in her arid dazzled by her beauty, butthrough her my ideas' ot propriety received'several severe shocks'. She would play corkpool for money with the men, sip her cognacafter dinner, and blandly puff her cigarettes onthe piazza, as we promenaded before her.There was, however, no bravado about it ali,neither was there, in Miss Sorrelien's opinionany Ceruse to be ashamed of her actions. Sheconfided to me one day that sh e s incerely be­lieved ]jer code of morals the only proper one,and that she strove to �i ve up to it always.Then the, conver-sation. took an unexpectedturn:Miss Sorrelier: "I hear- that in' America,you girls are allowed' to receive young menunchaperoned. How very queer! Do 'you.kz"ss each other r""Kiss each ot her! all, of course," I replied,scornfulty."I imagined as much," was her comment.I waxed indignant: "You don't suppose Imeant that."Miss Sorrelier was smiling: "Why, YOId ad­mitted it."I became exasperated and began: "No self­respecting girl" --when 1. reflected that my- eloquence would, probably be wasted, so Iended up lamelY--"would,do such a thing."For a long time Miss Sorrelier remained un­convinced, and thus, I was rudely awakened tothe fact that 'wh ile I had been loftily criticisingfrom my height, I had been the object of even479Ij,'11'!;'�.1.'ously. "if {would allow myself"'-- she pausedsuggestively."Why not? Surely he is charming, and-­eligible, too." This latter I added as an after­thought."Yes, why not?" Miss Sorrel ier echoed,dreamily. Then her tone changed entirely."Look at this. I came' out here to show it toyour. The telegram in her hand covered sev­eral sheets of paper. It was a little letter. initself, cleverly worded, ardent in tone, remind­ing the girl that she had promised to give thesender an answer several days before. It was.signed de Grammont."There are a hundred words," remarked MissSorrelier,looking at the papers co nternpl atively,"From Algiers, a telegram costs a franc a ,word. He thought that his extravagance wouldmake an-impression on me. And so it has,'"she went on, calmly. "De Grammont is calleda fortune hunter, you know, because hewanted.to marry your Consuelo Vanderbilt. Yet hewouldn't have asked that Anna Gould. He­draws his distinctions, you see. He wouldmarry a girl whom he l-iked provided that she'had money, but he wouldn't marry the money-. if he didn't approve of the girl. The Due deGram mont is a great parti. I ought to marry­a title. It is expected of me, and I expect itof myself. We should be happy enough to­gether. It isn't as if I disliked' him."There was a long pause, which in the intensestillness of the place seemed longer than it­was. Both of us were thinking of the otherman, the gentle voiced young Spaniard, who,loved.her better 'than any man she knew, andwhom, if she would allow herself. The-­English Jane 'was fighting against the FrenchSorrelier."What would an American girl do?" askedmy companion suddenly."There are many kinds of American girls," Ianswered, evasively."W-hat would you do, 'then?" .I was hemmed in, but I didn't : intend to setmyself up as a model to Miss Sorrelier. ' "You'will decide for yourself, anyway," I said."Yes," she admitted frankly, evidently tiredot·the discussion, "I merely asked for curiosity.I shall let .the thing work itself out. The ans­wer to this telegram can wait until tornorrow.,480 THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKL Ymore caustic criticism from hers. At lengthwe came to the concl usio n that propriety isthe most relative of all things, and as timewent on, we began to understand each otherbetter.On the afternoon of my last day in Glicn,she joined me on the terrace of the hotel. "Doyou know," she said, "this is a pretty spot, andafter all I am glad I came here."A pretty spot, indeed. To our right, thewhite Dent du Midi rose sharply from the'dark blue of the lower mountains: to the left,'stretched the clear blueness of the lake, re­lieved here and there by a faint rose coloredor a misty yellow sheen; almost at our feet,with the tinted waters lapping lazily about it­grimly, grey, mysteriously' still-lay the castleof Chillon. The terrace itself was dappledwith flowers; vivid clusters of scarlet and yel­low, delicate blossoms of pink, blue and white,scattered over a carpet of smooth green. Withthe odours drifting, changing and mingling,the mountains above us, the blue lake and itsfairy castle below us, we were in the midst ofa sensuous stillness."I like the peace of it," said Miss Sorrelier."That is, for a little while. But helas! I shoulddie of 'ennui if I we .e to stay in Glion muchlonger." Then' she' added abruptly: "I ranaway from Trig�sie; I wanted to talk to you."She got up and walked nervously to and fro.She was a superb looking woman. "You'resuch a comfortable person to talk to."I smiled, for it was pleasant to bel liked byMiss Sorrelier. She always expected to haveher favor appreciated, and she was rarely dis­appointed."It's about M. Sebastian," she went on, "he'sbeen making 'love to me.""But ho'w?" I inquired, still smiling, "whenyou are always so strictly chaperoned?""Oh, we were a party of four," she �nsweredgravely, looking straight out across the l'ake."Triggsie talked to Mr. Barnard. M. Sebas­tian IS very much in love with me;" she an­nounced. "More so, I think, than any man Iknow.""And you,' I ventured.She pondered a moment, her beautiful headresting on her hand, her eyes losing theirsleepiness, "Well.' she said, almost tremul-"THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKLYFor the present'l-c-she looked about her-"Forthe present-here comes Mr. Sebastian." "Bonjour, Monsieur," she called, to him with herradiant smile.He came towards us eagerly, his dark eyesaglow, his body bending forward with an oddreverent little manner he had towards women.But for once he forgot, himself and failed togive, m e his customary sweeping bow. Hiseyes were rapt on my companion's face, and Idon't believe that he saw me.I made a sudden re�olutlon. ",You know weleave in two hours " I said, "and I must go topack my ,bags." The girl gave me a queerglance; the man looked at me gratefully as' Ileft them together-unchaperoned.I had one more glimpse of Miss Sorrelierjust as we left peaceful little Glion. Framedin the' doorway of the hotel, with a magnificentred opel'a cloak thrown about' her, she wavedme a good-bye. I tried to read her thoughtsin the equivocal little smile she gave me, butcould make nothing of it. I wondered andwondered if she had let her head direct herheart or her heart conquer her head. Afterthinking our whole conversation over I came tothe conclusion that she would marry Mr.Sebastian.A week later I read in Gag�ain's Messengerthe announcement of the betrothal of Made­moiselle Jane Sorr el ier and the Duc de Gram-mont. H. S.Revealed Unto Babes.To be happy ever afterward, put your rightforefinger on your tongue and, then on yourleft palm, and then pound your left palm withyour right fist. This process is technicallytermed" tapping." You do 'it every time yousee a tandem or a straw hat, or a nigger, or awhite 'horse. Chinamen, cross-eyed peopleand pink waists also are "tapped" by the de­vout. An enthusiast of the inner circle haseven tried to add pigeon toes and pug noses,but confessed that it kept him so busy that he \hadto fall back on gum.A stove-pipe (alias a high silk hat) requirespeculiar treatment. Rushing rapidly, aroundthe present company, you pinch each leftshoulder twice; repeating, " clinch," "clinch I"�or "flinch, flinch l" The distinguished enthu­siast assures me that your choice of initial con- 481sonants for the foregoing expression is imma­terial, providing only that the termination bepreserved unimpaired. He also telIs the obvi­ous truth that the vigor of the pinch is in­creased in direct proportion to the animosityyou bear the 'pinched. Moreover he remarksthat it is advisable to bawl "Ven no!" at first,sight of the stove-pipe, thus excluding the re­mainder of the company from the privilege oftaking "flinches " off you., IThus the thoughtful boy solves the riddle ofages. No rose petals are crumpled under him..Tn short, existence is all soda water and nutcracker-jack. Conversely, when evil befallsyou, Be sure that you have forgotten to tap orhave passed' a,silk hat without ceremony. Myfriend of the inner circle never skins his kneebut what he says. " It went by when I was onmy stilts." And a biack eye (no catcher'smask) is ever. heralded by the desolate 'observa-tion, ., I had t�e glove on." ' A.' A.Not the Same.In one of the castles of Austria a very dis­tinguished company had assembled at arecherche five o'clock, given by the� hospitablechatelaine. One of her sons, dazzled by the ,esprit and beauty of Countes Z., was quite ob­livious to what was going on around him."You have forgotten to take sugar for yourtea,", said she, turning toward her young ad­m irer."Yes, yes, so I have. I But if you would onlytouch it with your little finger, it would besweeter than any sugar could make it,"The old valet de chambre was standirig be­hind the chair of his young master, and did notappreciate this little flirtation. The next daywhen cafe noir was served after the family din­ner, the young baron missed the sugar, and, said to his valet in an annoyed manner:"J ean, you have forgotten the sugar.""But Monsieur," was the quiet but somewhat'malicious answer, "I have already put my littlefinger into the cafe!"Jean had been forty-five years in the serviceof the family. This saved him. M. de S.- Dr. Schwill addressed Senior College Chapelon last Tuesday morning. He spoke upon thesubject of the "American Drama."482 THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKLY�be 'Ulnt�erstt\? of <tbtcago 'UUleekl\?EDITORIAl.. BOARD,.Managing EditorAssociate EditorEMORY COBB ANDREWS, '00,EUGENE H. B. WATSON.ASSISTANT EDITORS.ROBERT S. McCLURE, '00.JAMES M. SNITZLER, 'Ol.M. R. MYERS, 01..,CHARLES J. BUSHNELL, '98JNO. E. WEBB, Business ManagerOffice Hours: 10 :30 to 12 :00 daily.SUBSCRIPTION RATE.One Quarter, payable in advance. - $ .75One Year, (Four Quarters) -• 2.50OFFICE-COBB HALL, 58TH STREET AND ELLIS AVE.PubHshed by the Quadrangle Press, 383 E. 55th Street.Entered as Second-Class Matter at the Post-office, Chicago, Ill.The WEEKLY wishes to announce its indebt­edness to Miss Merle Marine for the 'first storyin last week's WEEKLY, entitled "A Girl'sMood-And a Man's."The grounds of the Universityare constantly becoming morebeautiful through the efforts ofour gardeners, but whether from accident orotherwise, the flower beds are placed rightacross the short-cuts from building to building.But flower beds and other landscape decora­tions will not do away with footpaths marringthe most beautiful lawn as long as "a straightline is the shortest distance between twopoints." In an English University it may bepossible to place aitistic symmetry above use­fulness and have the walks weave in and outlike the folds of some gigantic serpent, but inthe. W�st-in Chicago-it is more necessaryto consider the element of time than that ofbeauty.To get from Ryerson to Cobb, it is necessaryto ,go via Hull Court walk; from Kent to Cobb,Paths. .either to come 'east to Hull Court walk or westto Mrs. Inghams' promenade and frornWalkerto Kent, it is necessary to go via Ryerson, in­creasing the distance by one-half.Probably' one of the most celebrated collegewalks is the McCosh walk at Princeton, andwhy do the students use it so much? Simplybecause it is the quickest �nd coole�t way to'get from club house to chapel. If we are to­have a McCosh walk here it must come fromsomewhere and go somewhere no matter iftrees thirty feet high line the sides, if it goesvia C to get to H, the student will take A to,B direct, possibly over flower beds. Let suchthings as paths be natural so that they may beuseful.Shortly after the World's Fair­when our minds were fill-ed withMidway. the great things we had done, it,was proposed to connect the'Washington Park ponds with. the JacksonPark lagoons. Everyone expected to see along, shining strip of water along the .Midway-to see our crew practising every afternoon"but this was a dream of an idealist. It wasfound that this canal would drain the Wash­ington Park ponds, and the project was givenup.It may be a fact that it is impossible to con­nect the ponds on our w,est to cross the Cot­tage Grove avenue tracks, but what is to hinder- \carrying the canal to that point.' We could atleast have our crew and' they could row to thelake. What do we care about WashingtonPark anyway! Let us hope!More The department of Pub I i c­Speaking is' becoming. more im-Instructors. portant to the University eachsucceeding quarter.This department, besides giving its regular''\courses, trains the contestants for the J uniorand Senior College Finals and also for the'Graduat� Divinity debate. But during the'THE UNIVERSITY OF· CHICAGO WEEKLY 483secorid term of the .summer quarter, this de­partment is conspicuous by its absence. Thecolleges are greatly indebted to Mr. Blanchardin times past for training the contestants, buthe needed rest and his vacation comes duringthe second term' of this quarter. This leavesthe department without a single instructor inresidence. There is yet to come this quarterthe Senior Finals and the Graduate-Divinitydebate and there is not one instructor lett totrain the contestants.' I t certainly seems ad­visable, aft-er the good showing' that Chicagohas made during the last year, winning theChicago-Columbia and the Chicago-Minnesotadebates, that the faculty of the department ofPublic Speaking should be increased.The Seventh Outing Trip.The day had been so windless that the smokefrom the great city hung about the edgesof the narrow horizon like a heavy blan­ket. A' large steamer, the "City of Grand Rap­ids," 'strong enough to weather an ocean storm,lay alongside Jackson Park pier ready 'for pas­sengers. As the sun went down, a hundred stu­dents, weary of heat and books, and eager forsea air and song" crept through a four by fouropening in the side of the boat and slid along a.gang plank to the bottom .. Then followed aclamor of feet for the highest seat on the up­per deck, and the shout of the captain, "Cut, her loose!" ,So silently the boat floated out from the land­ing, that when she had backed water a hundredyards or more, someone said: "Why don't westart?" But a song rang out from the captain'stower, where the most aggressive students wereseated, to announce that "we were sailing."Then from all the decks came shouts of Chica­go, Chicago! mingled with the college songs;but even college students could not hold out.long against the calmness and serenity of thescene and the novelty of water travel.Very soon the freedom of a long ocean voy­age,a freedom mingle,d with fear and friendship,came over the company..and they shook handsand exchanged words' and sm iles without theformality of an introduction. For a while wechatted and played aschil dren, and admired the thousand moon lets that' sparkled in the q�ietlake like as many incandescent lights-butslowly-as.a child is lulled/to rest by the cro n­ing of the mother and the 'heaving of herbreast, so the murmur of the water, and thegentle heaving of the vessel brought on quietconversations and serious silent reveries-­broken only now and then by less pensivespirits.Many of the reveries were too silent to beheard and too sacred to repeat, but a para- �graph of captured sentences thrown togetherwithout order will give the re-ader a: goodnotion of all that occurred on shipboard whilehis o wn Imagination tells' him of the walkhomeward through the park.When the moon seemed .to shift its placefrequently to every quarter of the heavens,and .there were no lights on the shore, someone whispered that the captain of the vesselwas new and did not know his course. Thenthe rosy cheeks turned white as she sai'd­"Did you leave your mother's address withyour roommate." "I do hope he isn't lost.""0, if we should have to stay out .al l night.""Lemonade to burn, hey?" "Who is that inthe bow?" "Dascomb! does he know where.we are ?" "Ask 'em?" "Sing something,Davy!" "Where's the band?" "I'm so dizzy.""Oh, my, ho� long will this misery last?" "Ifwe dont get in until 7:45 to-morrow we won'tneed to attend the 8:30 classes." "Isn't it. ideal!" "Wish I had a telescope." "Nevermind about my toes." "Plenty of room at thetop." "There are the Iights 011 the shore!""Hurrah!" Then we drank to the health ofMabel, and Mr. Hubbard paid the bill. Andwe anchored safe in harbor when the moon" was shining clear.This is, perhaps. the round-up of the summertrips which have given· us all so much ofpleasure and needed recreation.GEORGE HALDAN.Services.The regular services of the Christian Unionare Vespers, arid the Y. M. and Y. W. C. A. meet­ings. Vespers is held every Sunday eveningat fOUf' o'clock, and is always well attended.The Y. M. and Y. W. C. A. meet every Sundayand Wednesday evenings at 7 o'clock. TheY. W. C. A: holds its regular meeting eachFriday morning at IO:30, in Y. M. C. A. hall.i,: in ' and he is much below his football weight of175 pounds. He needs sorne good hard train­ing to put him in shape.Eldridge, who did good work with thescrubs last year, is out again. He has over­come to some extent his handicap of deficiencyin weight, and as he is a hard worker, maymake a good fight for a line position.Holste, who has captained 'and playedquarter-back on the scrubs for several seasons,is also out. While he is a nervy player, withsome exp�rience, his ligh� weight will prove toomuch of an obstacle in the way of his makingthe first team.Of the other men who have turned out,Snider, Rich, Pettet, Horton and Sutherlandshow' some promise.Lack of big, strong men for the line posi­tions has al ways been Stagg's bugbear and itlooks as, if it would be his chief source oftrouble again this year. With such a neucleusof old men as Henry, Ewing, Kennedy andSlakey there should be little anxiety about thebacks, but whether the line positions are wellfilled or not depends entirely upon the newmen. Of last years' line there will be back:Cassels, Schmall and possibly Hamill, ends;Webb, tackle, and Cleveland, sub-guard.'Speed, who IS traveling in Europe, will not beback until the first of October-too late to getinto shape for the early games. This leaves /center' and a guard and a tackle position en­tirely unfilled, not to speak of the matter ofsubstitutes. However, if September brings outas many candidates as it did last fall, thingswill undoubtedly take. on a considerably. /, brighter aspect. J. W. B.484 THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKLYATHLETIC.These are "scrub" days as well as dog dayson Marshall Field. Every afternoon, about 4o'clock, eight o� ten hopeful as pirants to foot­ball tame languidly stroll from the :' gym" tothe field and indulge in two or three home;' ofwhat coach Stagg euphoniously terms "lightpractice," First comes an hour or so of punt­ing and catching the ball under the direction ofStagg and assistant coach Herschberger. Thenfollows � little practice at tackling and run­ning with the ball, and finally a crude attern ptat a line-up with signal practice is made. Thiselementary work, tedious as it becomes to thenew man, is a most necessary part of football,experience, for games �lie often lost merelybecause of a lack in the men of an earnest andintelligent appreciation of the rudiments of thegame,Early as it is, the prospects for a good teamappear quite bright to the coaches. The newmen who have turned out so far all. show foot­ball ability, and according to Stagg, some havea good fighting chance for a place on the team.Trainer Conibear is even more optimistic. Hegives it as his opinion that several of the mem­bers of last year's team will have more thanthey c'}.n do to hold their own with the newmen. Be that as it may, some of the' candi­dates certainly do promise well. This is es­pecially true of Langton, an old University ofUtah player, and Feil, a Northwest divisionman, who is trying for full-back. Langton is astocky fellow and ought to make good materialfora gl,lard or tackle. IFeilding, the Calumet High School player,and NI'cNab. who hails from Morgan Park,where .h e played full-back on the team forthree years, are doing good work in punting.Under the efficient coaching of Herschbergerthey are gradually getting on .to the tricks ofthe trade and one or the other of them mayturn out well enough to fill the great kicker's,place in Chicago's line-up. Both are hard,earnest workers. McNab especially, _who isonly eighteen, is sure to do something at thegame before he is through with it.Another man who promises well is Lewis,who comes from Kentucky College. .Accord­ing to Conibear, he is the' stuff of which foot­ball players are made. Just now, however, heis in poor physical condition. His wind is badI ' Her First.I t was the second week of the quarter. TheCarpenter's Rhetoric beside her; .th e folded pa­per in her hand, and the flush on her face, toldme plainly that she, was a member o� "EnglishI," and that she had just got her first theme­back-corrected. She was a tight looking,stout woman of about forty. Her spectaclessat defiantly on her nose, a frown lay between,her eyes, and her large face wore' an aggressiveexpression. I judged her to be a school teacherplaying the pupil for the first time in manyyears.She was seated opposite me in the EnglishTHE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO \VEEKL Ylibrary, and as she was unconscious to all abouther, I studied her frankly. Her frown was puz­zled as sh e read the lengthy criticism on theback of the theme. With an impatient shakeof her broad shoulders, she opened the paper,and then she nodded her' head approviugly.Apparently in the first comment, she agreedwith the professor. Gradually the bewilderedexpression returned to her face, and she turned'for light to the abbreviations used in correct­ing themes in Carpenter. Herfinger ran downthe line, and when she fouod the definition shewas looking for, her face fell. I fancied thatshe intended to convince the professor that hewas mistaken. Again and again she referredto the rhetoric, and I, couldn't help smiling asI saw the corners of her mouth turn downwards.If she hadn't been such an unbendingly stoutwoman, she might have cried. As it was, she, fairly trembled with disappointment-shelooked more agressive than ever. H. S.Un Chant D'Amour.I suppose it was because he was such a dash-.ing young fellow;' his cuffs and collars were sored and ruffled; his Shetland reared so gaylyat the little horse-cars that used to run onNorth State, and his legs were so. much fatterthan his trousers. Or perhaps it was becausethe Sacred, Heart was a lonely gray place. Atany rate, I caught the kisses he tossed to mywindow. 'He climbed into the convent lawn one day.For some time we were very still, Then-" My name's A-An-Anna." I did not usuallystutter.Neither did he, bu't- I"Mine's H-Ha-Harry."The conventionalitIes thus appeased, heshowed me a wee mud-turtle.n I'll give YO,u one if you come here again"he said. He experienced a change of heart." No, I won't."At this I ran back to the kitchen and heardIhim remorsefully bawling, "Oh, yes I will>!".Mother Mary gave me a box a few dayslater. Behold ya turtle of dimensions evenmore infinitesmal than that of the one I saw'before. There was also a compassionate note:.. You won't se� me any more. You oan haveit anyway. G�ing home," 485"What clumsiness!" broke III Mother.Super ior . sharply.But in the light of past experience I guessthat it was tears. A. A.MAJORS AND MINORS.Last week Mr. Hahy W. Belfield visited thecampus.Miss Brieta Bob IS home from a pleasant'vacation.IThe next convocation will be held in Central:M usic Hall.Mr. George Gaylord was seen on the campuslast Tuesday afternoon.Miss Railsback, forrnerl y -of Drexel avenue,is now living in Green Hall.The Maloney brothers will probably spendthe whole of next year in Europe.Miss Edith Dunning spent an aiternoon lastweek with Miss Buchanan.Mr. Anderson, of Galesburg, spent a day on -the campus, visiting Mr. Eldridge this week.Prof. E .. H. ) oh nso n, of Cozer Seminary,.spo ke at Divinity chapel last Friday morning.Coach Henry Gale has been sick withtyphoid fever and as yet has been unable to beout with the football squad. 'ICharley Allen spent an afternoon on Marshall,Field, looking at the ,promising footballmaterial Cnicago will turn out this year.Mr. Jerome Magee, who sprained his anklein the finals at the Woodlawn Tennis tourna­ment some weeks ago, has gone west for hishealth.On last Monday morning Mr. Joseph C.Ewing had an article in the Chicago. Times­Herald upon the future relationship in athleticsof the 'University of Chicago and eastern col­leges.Senior College preliminaries were held on ..last Tuesday afternoon at 4 o'clock. Thejudges, Profs. Henderson, Hatfield and Tuftschose six to speak in the Senior Finals-LeonBlock, L. J. Frank, ·B. Samuels, Miss Paisley,Mr. Cartwright and Mr. J. Clarkson. "486 >,i"'HE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO WEEKLYTR� EARL &: WILSON'S:COLLARS & CUFFS-- THE"'BEST MADEMEMORIAL CHAPEL.-Mrs. Celia Parker Woolley ofthis city will preach at 11 o'clock next Sunday atMemorial Chapel. Sunday School at 9:30 a. m.Brink's Express Company is the most reliable andquickest in the city and the prices are cheap. Theyhave several agencies in Hyde Park near the University:Avery's pharmacy, 55th and Monroe avenue, Oak. 52.6;H. D. Jones, 132 E. 53rd street, Oak. 829; j. J. Magee,57th an.I Lake avenue, Oak. 933; Br iuk's office, 6408Wentworth avenue, Went. 574; Rosalie Cafe, 5700Rosalie court. Office, \84 Washington street, Exp. 109.Business College Tuition.$35 worth of tuition in Bryant & Stratton's BusinessCollege for sale at almost half price. Call on John WebbBusiness Manager of tile WEEKLY.Low Excursion Rates to the Atlantic Seaboard.Remember the Nickel Plate Road has solidthrough trains between Chicago and New YorkCity. Also don't forget that the prevailing.low rates excursion tickets announced for thefirst four days 'in September are on sale every­where over the· Nickel Plate Road. Reservesleeping car space early.Bicycle for Sale Cheap.A new ladies" or gentlemen's bicycle for sale cheap.Inquire of John Webb, business manager of theWEEKLY.Headaches are often caused by slight derangement ofthe stomach or overtaxing the nervous system by exces­sive hours of study, which is often the case with students.Bowen's Headache 'Powders will relieve nervous neur­algia or sick headache. University Pharmacy, 560 EastFifty-fifth street, corner Ingleside avenue.T;he Veterans of '61Hold their Annual Encampment at Philadel­phia. The NicKel Plate Road 'offers special, low rates for this occasion. Tickets sold Sept.r st to 4th inclusive, good for stopover privilegeat Niagara Falls without extra charge. Fullinformation given by General Agent, I I IAdams St., Chicago.Furnished Boom Signs."Furnished Room" signs for sale at 383 E. 55th street,5 cents each. Typewriter For Rent.Good Remington Typewriter for rent at $2.00 permonth. May be seen aj typewriter office of Webb Bros.,basement Cobb Hall. '.A Suit of Clothes.Do you want to learn how to save money on a suit ofclothes? Call on John Webb, basement Cobb Hall.Attention, Comrades!The Nickel Plate Road has authorized speciallow rates to Philadelphia, account Annual En­campment G. A. R. Tickets on sale Sept. r st,zd, 3d and 4th. Address, General Agent, I I IAdams St., Chicago.Stereopticon for Sale.New stereopticon for sale cheap. Inquire of JohnWebb, business manager of the WEEKLY.Press Clippings.A rare opportunity to obtain press .clippings, for anypurpose, at half price. Address J no. E. Webb, ManagerTHE WEEKLY."The Best, the Che�pest"'CELEBR'A TED HATS" Styles and Qualities Always Progressive"-ALSQ-THE Dunlap Silk UmbrellaNew York Chicago(Palmer House) PhiladelphiaFAll STYLES, THURSDA� AUGUST 31Send for Fashion Plate IIIIj)1I'\ .ADVERTISEMENTS.A. G. SPALDING·& BROS.II A CENERALPACKACEANDBACCACEDELIVERYTO ALL PARTS OF CITYAND SUBURBS.STORAGE AND132-138 W. 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SULLIVAN HO\VELL, l\f.D.D.O.6th Floor, Auditorium Building.Graham & Morton Lineoperating the steel side-wheelpassenger steamersCITY or CHICAGOAN'O CITY OF MILWAUKEEau d the popular passenger propellerCITY OF LOUISVILELBetween Chicago, St. Josephand Benton Harbor, Michigan$1 DAILY EXCURSIONSleaving dock, font of Wubas h Avenue,Chicago, at 9:30 a. 111., daily, and 12:30noon, daily (Sacu rday au d Sunday ex­cepted), arrive at resorts at 1 :30; leave re­sorts at 5:00 p. m., arrive in Chicago onreturn at 9:00 p. m. daily. Regular steameralso leaves Chicago at :1:80 p . Ill., daily.and at 2:00 p. m., Satur day only. The12:30 noon, trip. does not commence untilJune 26. Change of time Sept. 9. Alsothis company reserves the right to changethis schedule without not ice. By thisroute the tourist reaches direct the heart ofthe Michigan F'r uit Belt and also the mostcharming summer resort region adjacent toChicago. J. H. GRAHAM, Pres.,Benton Harbor, Mich.}. S. l\i[ORTON, Sec'y and :rreas.,Benton Harbor, Mich.G. P. CORY, Gerr'L'Agen t,Foot of Wabash Av e., 48 River St., ChicagoDEL PRADO BARBER SHOPProf. R. H. McCutchenI Cuts hair Yale and Harvard style. Children'sD F 0 C t hair cutting a specialty. Manicuristandr ar er- . Chiropodist always ill attendance.I • • Ladies' Hair Dressing and Manicuring Depart-Eye Specialist went in charge of Miss E. Evans.and OptiCian L ls: td R t.• a eSl e esor ..Expert in fitting eye_ .0. glasses and spectacles.Examination free. Children's eyes a specialty. Alldiseases treated. DR. F. o. CARTER,s. W. Cor'. State and rladiflon Sts., 3d FloorYOUShould subscribe for, and read every weekThe Sayings.Only $1.50 per year. Subscribe at once, TO·DAYGALLION & BURR, PUBLISHERS,383 E. 55TH ST, SOUTH HAVEN, MICH.Situated 3 blocks from depots anti boatlandings, and in easy walking distancefrom the fruit farms. Fine bathing.beach,boating and fishing. First-class tableservice. Music and dancing. ElectricIighted, telephone service, bath roomand sanitary plumbing, and all modernconveniences. Rates, $7.00 to $9.00 perweek. For particulars addressJ. O. DEWEY. Proprietor FRANK J. REED, Gen'l Passenger AgentCHAS. H. ROCKWELL, Traffic flanagerW. H. McDOEL, Yice-Pvesldent andGeneral Manager. II,11I""\" � .. :.v�' �." __ I ,.. � � .... - -..,� • - ": '�"'__ "'''_'''--�---_- �---� ...- •••� .�: ... � - _):_ -� -� .. __ ",,";f �� - - ._-.- -- .. _ --- -� - -II.1jIIj1 COLUMBIASCHOOL OFGOTTSCHALK LYRIC SCHOOL ORATORY===MUSICAL AND DRAMATIC=== Saturday morning classes for students. All branchesof expression taught. Vbitors welcome.BOARD OF DIRECTORS.L. G. GOTTSCHALK, -AUGUST HYLLESTED. -EDMUND CHAFFEE, - Vocal- PianoTheory MARY A. BLOOD. A. M. I p' . 17th floor. St.e in wa.y HallIDA MOREY RILEY \ rrn crpa 8 •. 17 Van Buren StKent College of Law.Application for free or partial sch o la r sb t os g r a n ted by the Schoolevery year, must be applied for before August 10th. All communica­tions must be directed to MARSHALL D. EWELL. J,I,.D. M.D .. Dl'an.Three years' course, leading to degree of LL. B. Improvedmethods uniting theory and practice. THE SCHOOL OF PRACTICEIS THE LEADING FEATURE. Evening sessions of ten hours aweek for each class. Students can be se lf-su ppor ti nz whilestudying. !Arrangements mane for supplementing p re l i m i n aryeducation. For catalogue, addressW. F. MOMEYER.LL. B .. Secr at a r y ,618-619 Ashlan d Brock. Chicago, Ill ...... .,., .----------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------t. G. Gottschalk, Director, Gottschalk lyric School, .Kimball HallFall Term, Second rtoriday in September.ChicagoCollege ofLaw .... LAW DEPARTMENTOFLAKE FORESTUNIV'El�SITYAthenreum Bldg HERING MEDICAL COLLEGE,3832 and 38·!4 Rhodes Ave. CHWAGO, ILL.The True Representative of HahnemannianHomeopathy. Better. Clinics, New Building,New Location, Increased Facilities, La, gerFaculty. H. C. ALLEN, [\'.1. D., Dean.J. B. S. KING, M. D., Registrar. 100 St a+e St.United Faculty, Superior Clinical Instruc­tion, e speci.a l ly in Homeopathic Therapeutics.Thorough Training of Students in CorrectHomeopathic Prescribing. Send for Catalogue.•• FACULTY .•HON. THOMAS A. MORAN. LL. D .• Dean.(Late Justice of Appellate Court.)HON. H. M. SHEPARD.(Late Justice of Appellate Court )HON. EDMUND W. BURKE.(Judge of the Circuit Ct. of Cook Co.)HON. S. P. SHOPE.(La te J ustice HnpremeCt. of Illinois.)HON. O. N. CARTER.(J'udsre of County Court.)HON. JOHN GIBBONS, LL. D.(Judge Circuit Cour-t. Cook County.ADELBERT HAMILTON. ESQ.O. E. KREMER. ESQ. E. (: HIGGINS. ESQF. F. REED, ESQ. C. A. BROWN. ESQ.. ELl\-IER E. BARRETT. ESQ .• Seor-ete.ry.S'essions each week day evening.Three Year Course.Prepares for admission to the bar in all theStates.Degree of Bachelor of Laws conferred onthose who complete the three years' cour-sesatisfactory to the Faculty.For further information address the Sec­retary.ELMER E. BARRETT, LL. B.Sliite ISO!, 100 Washlngton Street, ChicajP;oNorthwesternUNIVERSITY MEDICAL SCHOOLOur Plant, Facilities and Record meritinvestig-ation. For circulars and infor­mation, address,Or. N. S. Davis, Jr.4431 Dearborn St. CHICAGO. UNIVERSITY OP CHICAGO.Preparatory and Teachers'., :k eview School..40 E. Randolph, St., ChicagoClass anti individual i nst r uct io n in Mat h emati s, Science. Literature and History, Pe dag osrv,Ancient and Modern Langml�e, Mu s i c and Draw­ing for teachers and advanced students. day. andevening. Special Saturday classes.DR. A. C. STALEY, Principal.HARVEY MEDICALCOLLEGE ��:��rgBedside Instruction atCook County HospitalSend for our illustratedannouncement.Frances Dickinson, M. D.Secretary,167�171 S. Clark St., Chi'oTHE HARVARD SCHOOL(For boys of all ages).4670 LAKE AVENUE.Affiliated with the,No LessGLASGOW WOOLEN MillS CO,SUIT OR TOP COAT TO ORDER :�No More $15 BIG FOUR ROUTEFROMCHICAGO NS�H���TPEORIA THt�EsTST. LOUIS THt�EsTCLEVELAND THt��sTBENTON HARBOR ���I�I;.�TOCINCINNATIOne Fare for Round Trip forChristian Church �atjonal ConventionOCT()H J.i::::n, 13-20Wr ite for maps. rates, etc. t'W. J. LYNCH, G. P. & T. A." Cmctnnat!J. C. TUCKER, U. N. A., ChicagoNI\SHVILLE COLLEGE OF LAWNASHVILLE, TENN.E. C. H.i\.VENSCHOFT, D; C. L., DeanFall term opens Munday, Ocr obe r 2.1899.One year course leads \0 LL. B. Degree. Di­ploma admits to the Bar. Tuition only $50.00per year. At l e x pe n se s Io w. Gradnate cou r se sleading to LL .\1, D. C. L., a n d LL. D. Dayao d evening s es s.i o n s. FOI further informa­tion acid ress. Se c re t a r v of \ he Faculty.NASHVILLE COLLEGE OF LA W,504 Church St., Na.s h v i l l e, T'e n nJOHN H. SPEARING'SWoodlawn Park Livery,487-9 E. 63d St. Tel. Oakland 75.Rubber Tired Brnug ha.ms , Landaus, Traps, Spiders, Surreys.Strictly Ftrst-Class Livery.Mr. Spearing has operated thePullman Stables for the pasttwelve years...-----.._,,��FROM MILL TO MAN DIRECT. B( ARDt.,.,S ....Will receive my personalattention.SA\V EDGBS!! •SCOTCH AND ENGLISH WOOLENSYOUR CHOICE O� 2;000 PA'lTERNS. ,;---:-z-z-- You've had 'em on your Collars"'--=""""-- and Cuffs, but NOT from ---_ ...56 Stores in Europe and America.Chicago Store: 191-193 State Street. (Palmer House Block.) eLBA VBR'S LAUNDRY,Tne onlr one ironing the edges. E D EASLEY AgentSend your Laundry to .. , ,'PHONE 0.1285 .. 81 MIDDLE �IVINITY HALLI.1ii \ " 4 _.,_