The final decision was that Russia should have the lion's share of the disputed lands, Prussia only Posen, while Cracow was made a free city.

The Saxon king was restored, but had to give up two-fifths of his kingdom to Prussia! In addition, Prussia took extensive lands on both sides of the Rhine, with Pomerania snatched from Sweden.

Russia grabbed off Bessarabia, recently stolen from the Turks!

Austria renounced certain provin ces "hard to manage," and took the Illyrian coast line; and on the west she dipped into Tyrol and Salzberg, thus planting herself between the Alps and the Carpathians.

England set up that she had been paymaster of the Allies for many years, and naturally expected the lion's share.

She snatched Malta, the Ionian isles, Heligoland, Cape Colony, Ceylon, Isle of France, Demerara, St. Lucia, Tobago, and Trinidad, fliched in part from Holland, for which theft in turn Holland was indemnified by being presented with Belgium!

The doctrine of "legitimacy," as applied to republics, was set aside in the case of Italy. To the committee from Genoa the Czar replied: "Republics are no longer fashionable!" Accordingly Genoa and Venice were handed to others.

However, the stone horses that Napoleon had stolen from Venice were returned, but as though in satire, the Congress refused to restore the political independence that Venice demanded, wrested from that republic at the time Napoleon stole the equestrian statuary and sent it to Paris!

can't you guess what it was?

The question has often been asked. of late, in the light of England's amazing fondness for France, why did England not come forward in 1870, and by attacking Prussia in the rear, drive von Moltke away in the dreadful siege of Paris, and thus save France from the frightful humiliation she received, to say nothing of the stupendous money-fine imposed by Germanyfive thousand million of francs! Well, ahem, you see, it was like this: About this time, or rather, in 1860, England was a bit jealous of France because, ahem, well you know that Napoleon the Little or Napoleon the III, as the result of the Italian war in the Cavour-Italian intrigue that despoiled the Pope of his temporal possessions, ahem, France was rewarded by a present of the territory of Nice and Savoy, and quite naturally, ahem, England grew a bit distant and later refused to help in the Franco-Prussian war. But what's the use of telling these old tales? for they're the best of friends today and sleep under the same tent!

HE prevailing idea of disease is a something that is woeful and malignant, evil in origin, evil in intent, evil in effect. The method of its entering into the lives of men would seem to belong to the time

Of man's first disobedience and the fruit

Of that forbidden. tree, whose mortal

taste

Brought death into the world, and all

our woe.

Popular terms bear testimony to the prevalence of this belief. Man is said to be struck down by disease, as by an avenging angel; it seizes upon him as does a roaring lion, it consumes him as does a fire.

The attitude of the medical man towards disease is that of an opponent to deadly influences. He has to combat an enemy to mankind whose every movement is dark and malicious. There is no symptom of disease that, is not believed to be noxious, and as such to be stamped out with relentless determination. If the patient be sick, the sickness must be stayed; if he cough, the cough must cease; if he fail to take food, he must be made to eat. And why? Because these are manifestations of disease, and are, therefore, of ill-intent and need to be banished.

I hope to show-so far, at least, as the examples I shall select are concerned that there is nothing preternatural in disease; that its phenomena

or symptoms are marked by a purpose; and that that purpose is beneficient. I hope to demonstrate that the processes of disease are aimed not at the destruction of life, but at the saving of it, and that its manifestations are the outcome of a natural effort towards cure.

Disease, as popularly realized, is not one of the ills that flesh is heir to, but one of the good gifts, for its motive is benevolent and protective. I cannot express this more precisely than by saying that if it were not for "disease" in the popular sense the human race would soon be extinct.

This unfamiliar proposition may best. be demonstrated by instances. An individual meets with a severe wound of the hand from, let us suppose, an unclean instrument, and the wound is adjusted and dressed. What, then, is the fear of the patient's friends? There is one dread possibility in their minds. "Will inflammation set in?"-"set in,” be it noted, as a mariner would speak of a gale setting in. of a gale setting in. Now, if inflammation does attack the part, what will happen? The answer is that the man may lose his hand, possibly his life. This is, I believe, the teaching of medicine a la mode.

The facts, however, are as follow: Into the wound-at the time of the accident-certain germs or micro-organisms have been introduced. These, finding themselves in a favorable soil, proceed to flourish and multiply. They multiply in no uncertain manner.

Those who are curious in the matter of birth-rates may be interested to know that the progeny of one single cell may at the end of twenty-four hours be sixteen millions. The cells are not only prolific; they produce, also, a subtle poison called a toxin. The invasion, therefore, of the body by a poison-producing host, capable of multiplying by millions in a day, is a matter of some concern, and if the name "disease" be limited to this accident, I am willing to call it a calamity.

Now, how is this germ invasion met? There is a rush of blood to the wounded part, and the vessels around the damaged area enlarge to their utmost capacity, in order that as much blood as possible may be brought to the invaded quarter. The limb in consequence becomes red and swollen, and of necessity painful, so that it is said to be "inflamed." The pain causes the member to be kept at rest, a state conducive to recovery. Blood is hurBlood is hurried to the part for precisely the same reason that an army is hurried to the frontier when a country is attacked. At the seat of the wound an invading force has landed; their weapon is poison; they need neither transport, auxiliaries, nor stores, for they live on the body itself and can add to their numbers without extraneous aid. The blood, on the other hand, contains cer

tain cells or corpuscles, poor, pale, flabby-looking flabby-looking objects called leucocytes, which are, however, born microbe killers, and have a passion for fighting which no racial hatred among men could even faintly imitate. These leucocytes do not wait for the invading germs to enter the blood-vessels, but make their way out of those channels to meet the invaders in the open. They also have a power of multiplication and, in the field, are joined by comrades of the same kin.

There now takes place a battle the like of which no pen has ever attempted to describe. Millions are opposed to millions, and the fighting is to the death. The hosts of Armageddon would be a mere handful to the uncountable hordes which fill the battlefield about the confines of a wound. The leucocytes destroy the germs by eating them-and thus it is they are sometimes called "phagocytes." They, also, by sacrificing their living bodies to the poisons of the enemy, save the country they defend. The mortality of this combat is beyond the limits of reasonable computation. The arena is piled up with the dead, until at last the living, the dead, the poisoning and the poisoned, are thrown out in the form of what is known as "matter" or pus, and the trouble, probably, ends.

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ROUBLE was brewing for several days. The men had been paid every two weeks. They now demanded to be paid every week and carried their request to the officials of the company. While plans were being worked out to this end, agitators got busy-and 150 employes in this department "walked out" in a body. The agitation spread to other departments. Within one hour three thousand men had thrown down their tools and left the plant. Other workmen nearby got the "fever" and before three hours had elapsed, more than 20,000 men were on the streets!

The plants were shut down and a general feeling of uneasiness prevailed.

At this point a mediator entered. He was without authority and came into the field unbidden. He was merely a citizen who understood something of the labor situation and realized that the trouble must be settled immediately or it would in all probability result in a long-drawn-out war, injurious to the men concerned, to the employers, and to the city generally.

This mediator made an investigation on his own initiative. He interviewed many strikers, one of them a college graduate. The first point ascertained was that the demand for a

weekly pay day was only one of the many contributory causes. Others were considered equally important.

Although 4,000 men were at work every day, it was declared no means were taken by the management to have their employes provided with hot meals at noon. If the workers did not bring their lunch with them, they were obliged to patronize three saloons and one lunch wagon for their noon dinner. Many of the workmen had conscientious scruples about frequenting a saloon, even though it was simply for dinner.

The toilets in the factory were dark, filthy, unsanitary and diseasebreeding, as well as inadequate.

The work shops were dusty and foul from lack of ventilation and whitewash.

Just complaints were "held up" by the petty bosses.

Merit system for the recognition and rewarding for good work had no part in the management of this factory. The only thought prevailing in this factory, declared the workmen, was that of amount of production. The human element was entirely ignored. The mediator at once placed this situation before the officials. They were astonished, and, upon reflection, admitted the justice of the complaints. Being fair men-and the majority of employers are square-the workmen.