and what they most needed was industrial education, and that if he (the colonel) would agree to work for the passage of a bill appropriating money for the maintenance of an industrial school for Negroes, he, Adams, would help to get for him the Negro vote and the election.  This bargain between an ex-slaveholder and an ex-slave was made and faithfully observed on both sides, with the result that the following year the Legislature of Alabama appropriated $2,000 a year for the establishment of a normal and industrial school for Negroes in the town of Tuskegee.  On the recommendation of General Armstrong, of Hampton Institute, a young colored man, Booker T. Washington, a recent graduate of and teacher at the Institute, was called from there to take charge of this landless, buildingless, teacherless, and studentless institution of learning.

    (2)

    (Leslie’s Weekly)

    MILLIONAIRES MADE BY WAR

    BY HOMER CROY

A tall, gaunt, barefooted Missouri hill-billy stood beside his rattly, dish-wheeled wagon waiting to see the mighty proprietor of the saw mill who guessed only too well that the hill-billy had something he wanted to swap for lumber.

    “What can I do for you?”

The hillman shifted his weight uneasily.  “I ’low I got somethun of powerful lot of interest to yuh.”  Reaching over the side of the wagon he placed his rough hand tenderly on a black lump.  “I guess yuh know what it is.”

    The saw mill proprietor glanced at it depreciatingly and turned
    toward the mill.

    “It’s lead, pardner, pure lead, and I know where it come from.  I
    could take you right to the spot—­ef I wanted to.”

The mill proprietor hooked a row of fingers under the rough stone and tried to lift it.  But he could not budge it.  “It does seem to have lead in it.  What was you calc’lating askin’ for showin’ me where you found it?”

The farmer from the foothills cut his eyes down to crafty slits.  “I was ’lowing just tother day as how a house pattern would come in handy.  Ef you’ll saw me out one I’ll take you to the spot.”  And so the deal was consummated, the hill-billy gleefully driving away, joyous over having got a fine house pattern worth $40 for merely showing a fellow where you could pick up a few hunks of lead.

    That was forty-five years ago and it was thus that the great Joplin
    lead and zinc district was made known to the world.

    (3)

    (Munsey’s Magazine)

    FRANK A. SCOTT, CHAIRMAN OF THE WAR INDUSTRIES BOARD

    BY THEODORE TILLER

One day in the year 1885 a twelve-year-old boy, who had to leave school and make his own way in the world on account of his father’s death, applied for a job in a railroad freight-office in Cleveland, Ohio.

    “I’m afraid you won’t do,” said the chief.  “We need a boy, but
    you’re not tall enough to reach the letter-press.”