Judge — July 20, 1907 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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WW JUDGE cannot be found at any newsstand, the publishers will be ander obligations If that fact be promptly reported on postal-card or by letter. HOW A CROP.MAGICIAN AIDS THE FARMER. SECRETARY JAMES WILSON, the Sage of Tama, deserves the cor- dial approval of the people of these United States. Mr. Wilson is our crop-magician—our prestidigitator of agriculture. Under the lead of this enthusiast twenty-five hundred souls of like ingenuity and enthusiasm are devoting all their time to doing wonders for the American farmer. Mr. Wilson says that their joint labors during the year have been worth millions upon millions to the people. For instance, there is the Durum wheat. We never had Durum wheat until the Sage of Tama took hold. Then there is the wheat-tester, invented, he says, by a man named Shanahan. This alone is equivalent to a fortune to every farmer. The day will come when a farmer without. a wheat-tester will be distinctly outclassed. Next is the rust-preventer. Mr. Wilson explains that he was unable to compel the makers of wire fences to be decent. In other words, they would not supply good steel wire. Unable to make the wire-makers decent, the Agricultural De- partment set about foiling their cunning. One of the secretary’s scientific young persons invented this wire “dope,” which makes inferior wire as durable as good wire. Then there is the discovery of an ink with which meat may be marked in such a way that it will not stain, spread, or pene- trate the meat. This is estimated to be worth $400,000 in the very next year. We are surprised to hear that the secretary considers that some of his twenty-five hundred young scientists are “sticks,” and some rascals. People who do these brilliant, money-saving things for the farmer do not size up, to our minds, as sticks or rascals. THE SUN TO BE LOOKED INTO FOR MR. CARNEGIE. PERHAPS it is not generally known that Mr. Carnegie has rented a mountain in southern California for the purpose of studying the sun. Of course the study is to be pursued, not by Mr. Carnegie in person, but by those scientific persons who are able to get up real enthusiasm about the fiery centre of the solar system. Mount Wilson, the leased eminence referred to, is said to be the most satisfactory summit on the face of the earth for investigating the orb of day. The weather about this solar mount is superb, the humidity is low, and the wind-movement all that could be desired. Fifteen thousand dollars has been spent in building a road to the top of the mountain, so that the delicate instruments for the study of the sun shall not be jarred and wiggled in the ascent. Several hundred thousands of dollars have been spent to make it pleasant for the scientists during the solar inspection, To the common run of people it may appear that we know enough about the sun already, but to the scientific mind the solar orb is no more full of heat than it is of vexatious problems. In fact, we know scarcely anything about the sun, and pretty much everything we thought we knew turns out to be a mistake. From the vantage-point of this rented mountain the sun will be studied in three aspects: First, as a typical star; second, as a nebulw ; and third, as a source of stellar and solar phenomena. If the study shows that the sun is a reliable property, with reasonable prospects of permanence, Mr. Carnegie will doubtless buy it and donate it to somebody. IF A mere cocktail should knock the life out of that Fairbanks boom it would be just too mean for anything. So there! ‘O Mr. Taft will go on a world-girdling tour. Wonder if Madison Square Garden is engaged yet for a home-coming reception? eee H¢ts are getting smaller, says British physician. Must be we are all getting more long-headed since prices began to rise so fast. COST of marriage deters many. Cost Ohio swell $450,000, and yet he married next day after his second divorce. What does it prove? eee PAPERS say a Gotham church has set out to evangelize Fifth Avenue. Let’s see. That ‘ncludes—well, about all the millionaires, doesn’t it? T IS now estimated that the Panama Canal will not be finished for years and years. A while ago it was years. Next the statement will read “ years and years and years.”” PSYCHOLOGY SUPPLIES AN EXCUSE FOR MURDER, SYCHIC EPILEPSY! We knew it would come. This is not to say that it has not always been here. The trouble is that the doctors did not know by what name to call it until now. As far as the lay mind is able to compass the matter, psychic epilepsy is to be explained as follows: When a man rises up and kills another man, and acts with peculiar deliberation and self-posses- sion, the probability is that he is psychic- ally epileptic. He doesn’t know what he is doing, and should not be held account: able therefor. The attendant brain-storm has this strange quality, that there is so little of the obvious signs of a storm in it. The mind doesn’t act in an excited man- ner; there is no whirlwind of passion; there may even be no malice or premedita- tion. A gentleman, later pronounced a psychic epileptic, was recently hammered by a policeman in New York. The police- man, of course, was totally unaware of the malady of his victim, and treated him ina policeman-like manner. A physician has given it as the opinion of an expert that the most unscientific treatment of ‘a patient during an attack of psychic epilepsy is to be hit a tremendous blow on the head by a policeman. It appears, therefore, that about all you can do toa psychic epileptic is to let him pursue his career of violence unmolested, and both then and afterward treat him with the utmost gentleness and consideration. P'TTSBURG come-on chartered a special train and came on with $75,000, leaving same in unidentified portions of the metropolis. And yet some say Pittsburg has crowded into the front rank. A MAHATMA is a perfect man and yet when one got mad in New York the other day, according to a daily paper, he came near breaking up the furniture. Shucks! We've had millions of perfect men like that here all the time. eee oe WHEN the people get some sense in their heads and cease sending to Albany the mischievous, socialistic, empty-headed, inexperienced, useless, muddling, and pestilent professional friends of man!” exclaims the New York Times. Wonder if the Times really likes the public-utilities law? comicbooks.com