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Old Blazer's Olero
Bj DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY.
CHAPTER XXIIL Continued.)
Since ht had broken the bond which
for little while had held him, be had
fallen back into all the regular ways of
nls youth, and among other revived hab
Ita was that of taking hia mother to the
eld-fashioued chapel in which ahe had
Worshiped, after her own fashion, all her
life. He used to ait in sight of Mary
Hackett there, and without criticising
motives too closely, it is Just possible
that he continued that revived habit of
his aa much for the aake of seeing her
as for any reason which the pastor of
the place might have found more solid.
It happened one gusty Sunday night In
midwinter, a month after Hackett's re
turn, that he weut to chapel alone, and
returning homeward, overheard a phrase
which, in its own due time, brought him
the supreme temptatfea of his life.
The Bard was dutifully elbowing Hep
sibah homeward, and the two were but
ting against the wind, head downward
and shoulders squared, when Blane came
up behind them. Hepzibah, with the
wind in her ears, was unconscious of the
footsteps in her rear, and shouting to
Shadrnch, said:
"Trust a woman for readin' a woman's
heart. It's Ned her carea for."
The unwilling listener stood suddenly
till, and all the blood in his body seem
ed to riot for a moment in his heart aud
head. He was conscious of nothing for
a white, and when he recovered himself
he was surprised to see the dark figures
till but a little way in front of him. He
seemed to have been absent from him
self and them for a loug time. Ilepzl
bah'a roice reached him, blown back
ward by the wind.
"No." She was evidently answering
ome aaylng of Shadrach's which Blane
had missed. "No harm'H come on't
Her'a as good as gold, and so is be; but
It's him aa her's grown to care for,
though it's a million to one her never
guesses it"
Now Ned Blane had never played the
eavesdropper in hia life before, but if
all self-respect had hung forever upon
the Issue of that temptation, he would
have let it go. He had followed to hear,
imply and purely because he could not
do otherwise, but now that he hnd heard
tie stood still in the roaring wind.
If that were true!
The thought haunted him thereafter
day and night, and brought with it such
temptations aa the simplest minded may
fancy. But in a little while the true
temptation came. That howling wind
turned due north and blew for days. It
bore bitter frost upon its wings, and
locked every stream and canal and lake
aud standing pond deep in black Ice.
There had been no such frost for years,
and all the skaters in the township must
needs turn out day by day or night by
night to revel on Parker's mill pond, a
pace of water some dozen acres in ex
tent, which, being sheltered by thick
wooded slopes from the wild wind, had
frozen marble smooth. Ned was not
much of an expert, but the . fleet pas
cage through the stinging air at once in
spired and soothed him, and he was
there night after night amongst the
crowd who sped to and fro in the com
ing and going of numberless torchlights
and the steadier glare of cresset fires
which burned upon the bank.
Saturday afternoon left him free for
n hour or two of daylight, and he set
out for the pool. As he reached the
edge there was a great noise of applause,
and a huge horseshoe line of spectators
was formed upon the ice to watch the
evolutions of sotue skilled performer.
Ned, dangling his skates in his hand,
walked over drearily enough to see what
might be seeu, and shouldering through
the crowd at a place where it was less
dense than at most points, beheld his
enemy, who, with half hia world for
-onlookers, was rollicking hither and thith
er with au enchanting grace and surety.
Hia habitual swagger became him here,
and was converted into a beauty. He
circled, poised on the outer edge, at ap
parently lw?r .sible angles, soaring like
a bird on even wing, waving aud darting
with a bold and sweet dexterity, and
moving, a- it seemed, more by volition
than by mere force of skill and muscle.
And as he skimmed the ringing Ice,
followed by the hurrahs and hand clap
ping of the crowd, restored to all his old
kingship, Ned looked on, and was aware
of such an inward volcano of rage and
hatred as scorched his hoHrt within him.
There is no speaking of these things.
The mere truth is that these extreme
rages of great passion, whether they be
of love or hate, are so rare that no words
have beeu coined for them. We find
words for the commonplace, because ail
men and women have felt it. But the
little hate is as common as glass, and
Hie great is, happily, as rare aa the
Kohinoor.
With that phenomenal and unnamable
hate, Ned Blane watched his blackguard
rival as he swam in perfect grace and
mercurial swiftness on the frozen sur
face of the pool. The mere presence of
the man was enough; but the popular ap
plause choked him as if with sulphurous
ashes.
There was at the south end of the
heet of water a mill wheel, now frozen
and set, but it had been working until
yesterday, and near it the ice was known
to be quaggy and unsafe.
The bases of the horseshoe line were
drawn away from this unsound spot of
ice. aud in the middle of it was a low
post with a cross piece upon it, and on
the cross piece whs punted a strip of
paper, whereon was printed the word
"dangerous." Now that day, as every
day of late, Hackett had been driuking,
and this sign of dnnger lured him nearer
and ne:ircr. lie did things in spirituous
recklessness which he would not have
dared to do had ho been altogether sober,
for in that Mate his nerves were apt to
turn aghast at very simple matters.
But now he was so sure of everything
that, In spite of warning cries, he must
needs go swimming and sailing nearer
and nearer to the warning post, trusting
to his own swiftnesa to carry him harm
less over the treacherous Ice. And Blane,
lnce one must needs tell the whole truth
about him, stood looking on la satisfac
tion in the certainty that by and by the
lea would give way with him. and maybe
drown him, aud so rid the arth of a
rills lu grown phenomenal.
Crash! Harkett was through, and the
Ice starred right to the feet of the horse
shoe line. The people started backward
With a wild stampede, which set the solid
floor waltxlng like the alow nauvement of
free water beneath free wind. Xed
aUaoe held hia ground.
ltwwar he sid wttala Mm it.
Then In one mere second for at aura
times fancy will busy herself, and will
get through more work than ahe will do
In a common rear he aaw all that might
huppeu from this unnamable villain's
death, and justified himself to let him
die, and exnlted In the thing that lay be
fore him.
Up came ISsckott, spontlng and
screaming with struggling arms, and
down again he went like a stone. The
crowd yelled and screamed, and went
silent. He came up again and clutched
at a square of Ice, nnd went down with
it. And then and there, with one Incred
ible lightning flash, Blane rend hia own
heart, and snatched hia own salvation.
CHATTER XXIV.
On a spring morning the wind was
clanging and the bells were pealing, and
rent clouds charged over the chili blue
field of the sky at such a pace thnt the
random gleams of sunshine cast between
them awept hill and dale with a bird
like speed. The Strong sunshine breast
ed the heathy hills and climbed them at
a flash; the surly shadow crept in its
rear, and the new bright racer leaped be
hind the gloomy edges of the cloudy
shade, as If eager to annihilate it
Shadrach, standing at the door of hia
mother's cottage, clad In bis Sunday best
with a white favor in his coat, and his
hands enshrouded in monstrous glove'
of Berlin thread, fixed bis new hat with
an air of resolution, as If prepared to
hold to it In any extremity of the wind's
boisterous jollity.
"I tek It," he said, turning to Hepil
bah, who stood behind in a summery cos
tume of white muslin and a very triumph
of a bonnet "I tek It aa a kind of honoi
as nln't often done the likes of huz."
"I should think It," answered Hepzi
bah. She spoke almost snappishly, being
engaged with a hairpin and a refractory
glove-button, but she looked np a second
later with a frank and smiling face.
"Yes," said Shadrach's mother, hover
ing about Hepzibah and touching her
here aud there with decided fingers, and
retiring with her head on one side to
observe the artistic effect of each stroke.
"It's a thing aa you'd ought to remem
ber to your dyin' day, Shadrach. To
be tied by the same words it's a noble
honor, Shadrach, and I hope aa It be
speaks well for your future."
"Ankore to that, I Bays, ma'am!" said
Hepzibah's mother, who was weak like
Shadrach, whilst Shadrach's mother was
jerkily decided, like Hepzibah. "Hepzi
bah," she added solicitously, "you're
lookin' a bit coldish already. You'll be
froze in that book muslin afore you
reach the church. You'd better have a
shawl across your shoulders."
"Rubbidge!" said Shadrach's mother.
"The wind'll keep 'em warm enough. It's
time we started, ain't it Shadrach?"
Shadrach, with difficulty unbuttoning
his coat, drew from an inner pocket a
great turnip of a watch and consulted it
with pride.
"Theer's a good three-quarters yet,"
he answered. "Theer's no use in arriv
ing before iverybody. Ned and hia good
lady'll be on the stroke o' time, I bet.
Nayther too soon nor yet too late, that's
Ned's method."
"Well, then, shut the door and sit
down," said his mother; "and for good
ness mercy's sake let me button up your
coat! You'd leave all your finger tips
i' the button holes." '
"Theer's many curious things aa comes
to pass," said Hepzibah, seating herself
with a slow, angular precision, and
spreading out the book muslin with care
ful hands, "as nobody ud Iver dream on,
and this is one of 'em."
"Ah!" returned Shjidrach, "Mister
Ned's got the wish of his heart at last,
and I'm gny and glad of it. Her held
him off and on a longish time, though.
Her might ha' got it over this time last
year, without seemin' anyhow uncom
mon. I've no mind to speak ill o' them
as is departed "
"Departed "' repented his mother, cut
ting him short with an air of disdain.
"I wonder how you can use such a word
about such a creetur! A rniler, aa was
took by judgment! And you may say
what you like, Shadrach, I shall niver
think it anytbin' but a straightfor'ard
flyln' i' the face o' Providence as Mis
ter Ned should ha' tried to fish him out
nguiu. He was meant to be drowned,
uif he was drowned; and what's meant
to be wool be, lu spite of all the Neds I'
the world. And as for 'departed,' all I
got to say is, you might know better
than try to turn your own mother's stom
ach on your weddin morning'."
"I used the word," said Shadrach,
meekly, "because I didn't wish to be too
hurd upon him."
"Let him rest, poor creetur!" put in
Hepzibah with unexpected gentleness.
"He was a fine figure of a man, but he'd
got a bit too much of his grandfeyther
and feyther in him. He had nothie' to
do with the makin' of either o them,
so far as I knewd, and Them Aboveil
know bow far he was to be made to
answer."
"That la ondoubtedly the way to look
at it" returned the Bard, "ondoubtedly
the wsy to look at it."
"Time we was off, Shadrach," said
Hepzibah.
They passed out at the door and over
the windy heath, the bridegroom sheep
ishly arming the bride.
"We ahall have a run for It yet, I de
clare," cried Shadrach's mother. "There's
the curringe a-drivin' to the church. I
can see the white faviour on the coach
man's bosom."
The wind-swept music of the bells
rolled round thoin, and as they reached
the gate, panting in indecorous haste,
Mary Havkett stepped from the carriuga
and greeted them with a smile. The Inst
ray of cloud was home away by the
boisterous wind, and the sky hluic clear,
as if for a happy omen.
(The end.)
New Arms for Soldiers.
Within throe years tho United State
army and militia will be armed with
the new Springfield magazine rifle. Tho
hundreds of thousands of krag-Jorgen-sen
guns on hand will eventually have
to be broken up as valueless.
Colombia and Iter Many Change.
Colomblu has bad seven constitutions
and the title of the republic has been
changed three times.
A snob's Idea of a superior person
U on who has more money than hJm-
UNDER THE 8UN.
The men who have gone before ua
Have aung the songs we sing;
TJie words of our clamorous chorus.
They were heard of the ancient King.
The chords of the lyre that thrill us.
They were struck lu the years gone by,
And. the arrows of death thot kill n
Are found where our fathers lie.
The vanity sung of the Treacher
Is vanity still to-day;
The moan of the stricken creature '
Has rung in the woods alway.
But the songs arc worth resinglng
With the change of no single note,
And the spoken words are ringing
As they rang in the years remote.
There is no new road to follow, Love!
Nor need there ever be,
For the old, with Its hill and hollow,
Love!
Is enough for you and me.
utury.
I SECONDARY
Crp HE tall, beautifully formed girl
II settled her broad shoulders more
comfortably against the sun
warmed rock behind her aud glanced
rather contemptuously at the small,
well-knit man beside her.
"I'm sure I never could endure a
man who was not physically brave
and strong," she said, with the Irrita
bility of a woman who is conscious of
an Inconsistency In herself. She was
provoked to find herself liking this lit
tle man with his charming conversa
tional powers.
"And how about mental and moral
courage?" he questioned.
"Secondary consideration to me,"
she answered, curtly.
"How you must admire Mr. Dent,
our young football enthusiast," he
said.
"I do," she said, rising and going
out to the farthest Jut of the rock on
which they sat.
"How slippery this seaweed Is," she
called over her shoulder, and then
with a little scream she slipped into
the deep water around the rock. "Oh!
Mr. Kendon," she cried, "please help
me, It's so deep here."
The young man remained where he
was. "I happen to know, Miss Drew,
that you ran swim like a fish, and I
am too dry to care to take another
dip."
She let herself sink once,' and then
the big form of Mr. Dent, In immacu
late white suit, rounded a corner of
the rock, ne saw her rise and he
dashed into the water and bore her to
the rock. She turned with her head
erect aud walked with him toward th;j
hotel.
Dick Kendon noticed a freezing tem
perature around Miss Drew the rest of
the day, but next afternoon, regardless
of Mr. Dent's hints at the danger of
her running her own automobile, she
commanded Mr. Kendon to take the
place at her side.
They drove through the parkway,
and, coming to a fountain, Edith Drew
requested her companion to get her a
drink, ne was rinsing the cup when
four rowdies of the Sunday afternoon
type came up to the water.
"Gee, fellers, see the little dude!"
cried the largest one. Mr. Kendon con
tinued to rinse the cup without a
glance at them.
"Oh! see the strawberry blonde In
the automobile! Say, Willie boy,
where did your flame buy her hnlr
bleach? I want to try some myself,
and I like the color of her pnlnt, too."
Dick Kendon's eyes blnzod. "You
dirty, lying dogs," he cried. "If I had
a gun I'd shoot you all as If you were
o lot of mongrel curs." The big bully
stepped toward him with doubled fist
and Dick threw the contents of the
dipper full in his face.
"CoiiK''ler that I have struck you In
the face," he cried, flaming with anger.
"I would not really soli my hands on
you." And before the rowdy could hit
hlni, he dashed for a near-by elm tree,
nnd wus up and out on the furthest
point of a small limb with the agility
of a cat.
"Go," he called to Edith, "go home
quickly; I'm safe here, the limb won't
bear two."
With a quick turn of the automobile
Edith rode straight for the men who
were hunting vainly for stones on the
smooth gravel road, and knocked one
fellow to one side. The others started
to run and she chased them full speed
with tho machine almost on them until
they disappeared, leaping over the
flower beds and bushes. Then she re
turned to the young man dangling
from the elm.
"No, indeed," he answered. "I'm
aware that my position Is elevated, but
It is ridiculous, and n woman docs not
forgive thnt in a man. I shall wait
until you go."
I shall not go," she repl' J.
"You must," he said. "I Khali take
the next train for the city and the epi
sode of our acquaintance will be ended.
"But," and here his voice shook, "by
hen ven, you shall know lhat I loved
you. and if I didn't know you despised
me, I would show you that a little
mini's love can be as great as a big
one's."
"Dick," he heard from below, "I
think physlcnl courage is a secondary
i-oifKiorntion, anil I'm sure discretion
Is the better part of valor. If you'll
ronie down now I'll try to give you a
li'.tle of n big girl's love!" Indianap
olis Sun. '
COST OF "nAVAiTbaTTLE.
t'Ue Minutca I'Inlitiii Requires an ICx
peuditure of 70,000 on One Ship.
"From Tuesday to Sunday,' Victor
Hugo wrote In his diary on Jan. i,
1871. "the Prussians hurled U.'i.OOO pro
jectiles at us. It required 220 railway
trucks to transport them. Each shot
cost 00 francs; total, 1,5(10,000 francs.
The damage to the forts Is estimated
Ht 1,400 francs. About ten men have
been killed. Each of our dead cost tho
Prussians 100,000 francs."
This extract, says London Tit-Bits,
gives one an excellent Idea of the cost
and Ineffectiveness of big gun work oi
land a generation ago, wben It took a i
overage of 2,500 projectiles, costing
lfAOOO francs, to kill a slnglo man
and to Inflict Iet than 0 worth of
fbuaage on the enemy's fortifications.
t Lasted s'uee then.
BATTLE SHIP MISSOURI, ON WHICH A GUN
EXPLODED, KILLING TWENTY-NINE MEN
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The battleship Missouri, on which a turret gun exploded, killing twenty
nine officers and men, has been In commission only since last autumn, her
official trip taking place Oct 21. She Is a sister ship of tho Ohio and tho
new Maine. Her displacement Is 12,300 tons. She Is heavily armored, and
her armament Is in proportion, being four 12-lnch guns, sixteen 0-lnch guns
and a number of smaller weapons. The Missouri also has two submerged
torpedo tubes. Her complement Is BJ51 otneers and men. She Is commanded
by Captain William S. Cowles, a brother-in-law of Tresldent Kooscvelt. Re
cently the Missouri, owing to her defective steering gear, narrowly escaped
sinking the Illinois.
and munitions with them, and the
great guns of to-day, on the sea at any
rate, give a vastly different account of
themselves. During the recent war
between America and Spain It will be
recalled that the Brooklyn poured such
a deadly deluge of projectiles Into the
Spanish warship Ylscaya that within
Ave minutes the latter lay at the bot
tom sf the sen a rent and battered
Jumble of scrap iron.
In all the Brooklyn fired CIS shells
at the Vascayu and the bill of destruc
tion rend thus:
To 141 S-Iuch shells, at 50 each,
7,OnO; to Co (5-lnch shells, at 21 each,
1,305; to 12 C-pounder shells, at 1
each, 12; to 400 1-pound shells, at 12
shillings 0 pence euch, 250.
Thus the five minutes firing cost the
United States f8,C77, and during each
minute of the duel the Brooklyn hurled
123 projectiles at her enemy at a cost
of 1,735. If we add to tills the coHt
of the Vlscnya's answering fire we see
that the fight between the two ships
could scarcely have cost less than
3,0110 a minute, or at the rate of 180,-
000 an hour. We must remember, too,
that on neither ship would it be possi
ble to use all the available guns at
once; so that there Is still a large mar
gin for increased expenditure when a
man-of-war Is in a position to use her
fighting powers to the utmost.
But let us take one of our own first
class battleships, the London, and esl
mate the cost of five minutes' fighting,
assuming that she could use all of her
forty-six guns throughout.
The London's four 12-lnch guns,
which, by the way, cost no less than
220,000, fire armor-piercing shells
weighing 850 pounds each at the rate
of two a minute, each projectile, with
Its cordite charge of 17 pounds,
costing 80. Thus In five minutes'
fighting these four destruction-dealing
FIELD MARSHAL MARQUIS YAMAGATA
GRAND OLD SOLDIER OF JAPAN.
rJfil iIayaW M&f lit
One of the most remarkable men of the age is Field Marshal Marqul
Aritonio Yainagutn, commander In chief of the Japanese army, under whoso
direction the land forces of the Mikado are preparing for a deadly grapple
with Russia. Statesman, diplomat, soldier, orgaulzer, reformer, he has been
variously called the Japanese Moltke, tho Bismarck of Japan, the General
I Grant Of Janan and the Xanoleon of
J empire and In the Chlno-Japanese war of 18D4 he has made a record that
j military men envy, and now at the seasoned age of 71 he again takes up
the baton to win. If possible, more enduring renown In a triumph over the
! legions of The Csar.
Marquis Yamagata first won distinction in the war of 1808. called "the
war of the restoration." which resulted In the overthrow of the Tycoon ajul
1 the pacing of too t Pnt Mikado, Mutsublto, on the throne.
monsters would hurl at the enemy
forty projectiles weighing more than
eighteen tons and costing 3.2tX).
Each six-inch gun, of which she has
twelve, costing 3,750 each, throws
shells of 100 pounds weight, costing
14 apiece, and In five minutes of rapid
nnd continuous firing these guns would
pour Into the enemy's ships a hurri
cane of projectiles weighing twenty
two tons, at a cost of 0,088. So far we
hnve only accounted for sixteen out of
the forty-six guns.
The London twelve-pounders number
sixteen and cost 555 each; from the
mouths of theso guns no fewer than
(liSO shells could be poured in five min
utes,, representing nine tons of metal
and a cost of 2,880.
Each of tho half-dozen three-pounders
has a tiring capacity of thirty
shells a minute, so that in a five min
utes' fight they alone would send 000
worth of metal Into the enemy's side;
while the eight maxims would send out
a storm of death-dealing bullets welglv
lug more than six hundredweight and
costing 140.
Thus, In five niiuutcs' fighting, using
nil her forty-six guns, the Iondon
would vomit forth over fifty tons of
projectiles and the cost of this barking
would work out to more than 14,000.
Thin Knongh tor the Purpose.
Friend Your picture of the wood
nymph Is Indeed beautiful. But what
did the model wear to create that
gauze effect?
Artist Oh, she was wrapped In a
boarding house blanket. Philadelphia
Press.
Dispelling- the Illusion.
Mrs. Goodheart Oh, Henry! when I
gave that tramp a piece of pie he was
so grateful that there were actually
tears in his voice.
Her Husband Nonsense! That was
only his mouth watering. Judge.
v.-
Jsnnn. In local ronfllrta In thn M1lraWa
GOOD 3
Sborttories
rM'T-MM--r4-r4-'-
In Florence, lately, one of several
Italian ladles who were entertaining
Mark Twain, asked what was the
American national game. "Poker," he
responded. When she laughingly pro
tested that he was facetious, he grave
ly reiterated his statement, and added:
"Madame, to the game of poker the
American people owe the most valua
ble lesson a nation can learn: Never
give up, even after yoiyhave lost your
last chance"
A well-known actor was telling his
10-year-old son, whom he considers
very Immature and young for his age,
that he ought to be doing something
for his glory and his country, "Why,
when George Washington was your
ago, my on, be was surveying the es
tate of Lord Fairfax." The boy
thought a moment, then he replied,
quietly: "Well, when he w as old
as you, pa. he was President of the
United States."
"Sardou represents a distinct type of
the drama which he originated," said a
pupil In Brander Matthew's dramatic
literature class at Columbia Univers
ity. "What description of that type
do you offer?" asked Trofessor Mat
thews. "Theatrical plays" closoly pack
ed with Interest mark the Sardine
drama," replied tho young man,
promptly and earnestly. "Young man,"
laughed the professor, "with a can
opener you may yet evolve the great
American play."
"I am disgruntled.', said Senator
Foster recently; "I'll never give money
to a street beggar again as long as I
live. There was a very pitiful-looking
beggar In the avenue, a few minutes
ago, and, my heart going out to him,
I stopped to hand him a few small
coins I had some difficulty, I admit.
In finding my change, but waa that
any reason for the beggar to frown at
me, and aay, impatiently: 'Hurry up,
sir. I've lost several customers while
you've been muddling over them pen
nies' "
Trofessor E. G. Dexter, of the Uni
versity of Illinois, who . haa devoted
much time to proving that football Is
a harmless game, Is very popular
among the students. He was enter
taining a group of them at hia resi
dence one night, and during a space
of silence, he took down and bran
dished a magnificent sword that bung
over the fireplace. "Never will I for
get," he exclaimed, "the day I drew
thla blade for the first time" "Where
did you draw It, sir?" a freshman ask
ed, respectfully. "At a raffle," said
Professor Dexter.
When Uriu, now admiral of the
Japanese navy, entered the academy at
Annapolis, he got a good old-fashioned
hazing, like all the other fellows, and
stood it like a major. When be became
an upper class man and privileged to
haze the Incoming fledglings, he also
lived up to the academy traditions. He
weighed only about 115 pounds, and
was one of the smallest fellows in the
academy. "I remember," says one of
his classmates, "seeing him get hold
of big George Ferguson, now an as
sistant engineer of the Brooklyn
Bridge 'What's your name?' demand
ed Uriu. 'Ferguson, sir.' 'Spell It
'F-e-r-g-u-s-o-n, air. 'Spell It over
again, and remember that you're ad
dressing your superior.' 'F, sir; e, sir;
r, sir; g, sir; u, sir; a, sir; o, sir; n, sir.
Ferguson, sir.' "
PLANT A CAUSE OF CANCER.
Bap of the Oleander I Raid to Produce
The Dreaded Malady.
When 1 was a child a neighbor rode
to our door on horseback. While he
was talking with my father his horse
crowded close to the porch and at
tempted to bite some twigs of an olean
der. The man was greatly alarmed
wben he saw that the animal had
broken a stalk, and asked for water
and washed the horse's mouth thor
oughly. My father asked the reason for bis
anxiety. He said a mouthful of the
twigs would kill tho horse almost In
stantly, and told of a horse that died
In severe tremors a few minutes after
eating a few shoots of the plant; also
of a neighbor who pruned her oleander
plants and threw the branches Into a
little pond lu the barnyard. The-cattle
drank the water aud died.
Some years later a playmate was
under medical i treatment for on en
largoment of the throat which seemed
to threaten goiter. Her house was an
oleander bower and the blossoms were
her favorite decoration. She sometimes
bit the stems off If they were too long.
After months of the most thorough
treatment the swelling disappeared.
A young woman who was extremely
fond of oleander plants kept a very
large tree In her room. One day in
midwinter Bhe dug out a portion of the
earth and filled in the space with fresh
soil from tho florist's lu order that her
favorite might throw out a Dew crop
of blosaoms. That night site comphtlned
of serious irritation of her throat A
few days later the glands bolow the
ear enlarged until they were on a line
with her cheek. For nearly a year
every remedy known to medical si
etice was tried. The swelling at last
yielded to treatment and she perma
noiitly recovered.
Another woman transplanted and re
potted a large number of oleanders, be
coming much wearied with her task.
She complained that night of a curious
irritation lu her throat. A swelling
came in the glands below her ear. All
remedies fulled. It became malignant
and caused her death about six mouths
afterward.
Within the past year a death from
cancer of the face or mouth has oc
curred lu a household where are the
largest and most beautiful oleanders I
have ever seen. Yet another case Is
that of a woman of middle age whose
favorite flower was the oleander. She
kept all varieties, collecting them from
various places as she found uew ones.
She had a clearly developed cancer,
$sk treatment for years, and was, so
XJks doctors assured her, entirely cured.
Wtvstaer any symptoms of the disease
""jgq
have developed within the last eight ot
ten years I am unable to say.
I might give other Instances, but
these sre to my mind sufficient ground
for belief thnt there is some connection
between the oleander and glandular
affections of a more or less malignant
character. New York Sun,
MANY CANNIBAL8 STILL EXTANT
Human Kleeh Eaten In Different Part
of the World.
There are many places In the world
to-day where cannibalism flourishes.
Scattered about the Pacific Ocean are
many cannibal Islands, where the na
tives eat human flesh because they like
It for food. In others csnnlballpm is
practiced as a sort of religious rile. .
The natives of New Guinea are con
firmed cannibals, and not long ago they
killed and ate the members of an ex
ploring party led by the well-known
missionary and explorer. Dr. Chalmers.
Dr. Chalmers was one of the found
ers of Tort Moresby, the principal town
In the British part of the Island, and
had done more in the way of exploring
New Guinea than any other man.' On
his last expedition up the Fly River,
tho largest in New Guinea, he was at
first received with all tho old-time re
spect which the natives were (wont to
show him, but no night tbey killed
the wholo party and ate their bodies.
Including that of their friend, the doc
tor. Sown Spanish sailors who wera
wrecked near the mouth of the Murt'
Ulver, In West Africa, wore captured!
and eaten by the natives recently.
To-day there ore cannibal tribes Uv
lng in many parts of South America.'
Such tribes inhabit that region of wil-l
derness belonging to Colombia known
as the Cacaqueta, and the brother oil
General Rafael Reyes, the special en-3
voy of Colombia to this country In thei
Panama matter, was killed and eatenj
by some of them while attempting to
cross to the head waters of the Amai
son. ' !
Some of the tribes of northern Luzon
are suspected of -belug addicted to can-4
ntballsm. Grewsome tales ot cannli
ballstlc practices are told of the voodoo
worshipers of the Interior of HaytL 4
New York Sun.
LAY UP YOUR TREASURE8.
No Man Should Bpend the Whole at
Hia Income.
Is any one too poor to save Is an
Important problem which the readers)
of a London dally are at present at-!
tempting to solve. The question is not)
by any means a new one; It is one'
which has troubled past generationavi
just as, in all probability. It will af
fect the generations yet to come. W
cannot say that this latest discussion.'
of the subject Is throwing" much, if,
any, fresh light upon it In the first
place, there is a diversity of opinion
regarding the term "poor." One man.
who derives an income of (LSSO a.
year from private property, fancies be
comes under the category, while an
other does not consider any one poor
who has an income of 500 a year
says a writer in Leslie's Weekly. It
is manifestly impossible to fix any;
limit in a matter like this. Very much)
depends upon the locality and the con
ditions and surroundings of the lndji .
TlduaL An income that would be am
ply sufficient to Insure a family a cofflhj
rortable home, excellent social advan
tages and a good living in a country
village would mean many privation
and sore discomforts in any large city.
On the whole, however, we an in
clined to believe that Max O' Bell's)
views on inc point unaer discussion.
come nearer the safe and common-
sense rule than anything we hav
seen. "I do not care," he says, "hove;
small the Income of a man is, hi
should never spend the whole of iL
especially if be has a wife and cbuS
dren. He should at least save enough,
10 pay every year tne premium on a:
good life policy. No man is worthy
of the name who does not do this, a
least; at ine price or wnaiever priva
tions he has to submit to. Some
pleasure may be derived from hlgt
living, but certainly no happiness."
ORIGIN OF CITY PLANS.
Traceable to the Inclosed Camp Fea
tures of the Primitive Fortiflcationa.
All cities, with few exceptions, trace
the origin of their plan to the inclosed
camp, and many still show marked fea
tures of primitive fortifications, writes
F. 3. Lamb in Architects' and Build
ers' Magazine. In all early schemes)
for defense the Inclosed square was
considered the best From the time
whon wagons were merely parked oa
the plain to the time when buildings
were constructed with blank walls to
the enemy, and their facade to the
open square, this plan has beeu uni
versally adopted; and many of the
great squares or market places of fam
ous cities still show undeniable evi
dences of these precautions for de
fense. In the old city of Brussels, the
square upon which fact's Its wonderful
City Hall Is approached by streets so
narrow that they must surely have
been constructed with tho idea of de
fense in mind.
Were It possible to forecast the rap
Id development of citiet.-, or to predict
which of our many cities is to become
a iiirimiiuiix, me pruuicui niigiil noc
be such a difficult one, but such, unfor
tunately, is not the case. Eveu the
most vivid imagination would scarcely
bavo been utile to predict tho enormous
Increase of population and the conse
quent architectural development of
modern cities. The rapid growth of
Anierkmn titles Is well known, but
few realize thnt the older cities of
Europe have hud a similar experience.
The recent Increase lu Berlin has ex
ceeded that of Chicago, und whut is.
tuie of Berlin is true of many other
Knpumidn fiitrla If in thnn n,,f sur
prising to note that lu Hanover, Ham
burg, Nuremberg, Lelpsic, Lelgultz. St.
Johann a Snnr and Magdeburg, mod
ern municipal bulldiugs of great im
portance have recently been or Ore now
being constructed.
ShowliiK HU Ur.iil u M.
She But If you sy you can't bear
the girl why ever did you j r : j
He Well, her people have
been awfully gcotl to me n' d
only way I could return their ho
ity. Punch,
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Too many people are soxious Kr
ElsU a cause rogan'lKS of tbt- 't