Image provided by: University of Nebraska-Lincoln Libraries, Lincoln, NE
About Dakota County herald. (Dakota City, Neb.) 1891-1965 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 13, 1907)
THE CHARITY GBRLJ X By EFFIE A. ROWLANDS I chapter sxvn. Jack had gona. II had waited on at -fee little cottars a weary week after that trening when Jean had crept down and p jrently ai possible had told him of jaadrey's strange aversion to seeing him. "It is only a whim," Jean said, hur irdly; Ve must humor her." i That same night It waa, when they trere fitting alone in the tiny dining sfeeoni, that Jack suddenly poured out the 1 irhole miserable atory Into Jean's ears ; ) the atory of that bnll ; of how he had n hoaxed Into driving over to see Mr. ison, who had never sent for him ; of fSl the horrible things he had heard about Audrey; and, lastly, of how he had rome . spoa her In the summer house, with Bev erley Rochfort at her feet k!sinj her stands. I 'Tot yourself in my pla-e. nnd jn 1,?e I judged. Do not view things as they Are now, or you will be hnr.l'r upon me than I deserve," he s.iiil. as he leaned weary, aching .brow on his hand. "I will not be hard upon you nt all, fjord John," Jean said, very gently; "for E think I should have been misled as you Hrere by such apparently strong circum stantial evidence. I nm glad you hnve fnpoken out to me, and I only wish Au Mrey had done the same, for then we flight have arrived at the truth." "What is it you mean?" Jack askcJ. looking up at her, eagerly. "I mean that I now am convinced that gillie is right, and that there wbs some Cot connived against you both at that ill. I have no definite proof, only a Roman's intuition to work upon, but that II oe enough, mis must lie siirea, rd John, sifted to the very dregs. I e you both," she continued, tears dim- inn her eyes. "You have been more n good to me, and now that Audrey s other is gone I feel I must be friend, :er and mother in one. You will see at I am right, and that you and my r one were both the victims of some -Conspiracy. On the face of It the whole frifair la absurd. Don't you love ecch -tier better than all the world? I shall finite to Willie and tell him all my -Vwbts." I And the result of that letter was to Cit Willie Fullerton on the trnck of nrray, whom Jean seemed convinced -should throw some light on the subject. A week had gone, and Audrey was -fyonderfully better; It was her first real -ay of convalescence, and Jean was sit ming with her, reading. Downstair Jack -jfraa trying to comfort himself, when sud denly a familiar voice accented him, and mm found himself shaking hands with Marshall. Marshnll, grown older, and looking very wan in her simple black for rer beloved mistress. It somehow com rted Jack to see her ; she seemed to 'vring back a little of the aweet Influence 'Bit had surrounded Constance Eraser. Bhe had come direct from seeing Mr. Vnllerton, who had briefly told her all, .nd she now asked to see Audrey at once. "Let me nurse her, my lord." she en- ted ; "her, my dear's own child. Will a go op and tell her I'm here, my lord? erhaps I'd best not go straight without Jlng." Jack's face flushed; he hesitated; then fee rose and went out of th room, lie iiuld not bring himself tn tell Marshall e waa forbidden his wife's presence. .'; ITe went steadily upstairs und stood -utaide the door. The handle w:is tnrn- 4td, and from within came tho sound of a taint, low voice. He meant to hnve call M Jean, but the souuc of that voice topped him. I It was Audrey speaking. His heart t violently, then turned as cold tin a In his breast. Mio was speaking of m, but how bitterly 1 Each word soein- to go through him like a knife. Jean d been pleading his cause, but he only ard Audrey a answer. I refuse to see bim, Jean; I refuse to ipear ms name mentioned again. es, L know you think me a foolish lid, a fretful invalid; but I am more n this. I may not be very old in re, but I have suffered aa much as y woman of fifty. Do you forget all wrote In that awful letter? Oh, Jean I salt ! Tou don't know how his words .re struck home ! He says I have nged him I, who who who er voice grew cnoked tor a moment. t she soon mastered her emotion. "No, 'an; there can be no friendship or klnd- feellng between us. As h has judged e, so let me live; my pride and my nor will support me without him. I I trust I ahall never see him again ; I all be happier when I know he la far way. lie said be was going on a tour f the worjd. Why does he not start? y doea he add to his former cruelty staying here" Audrey, you are unjust, you are on e yourseii; you judge your husband lost cruelly. If you could only know be has suffered Audrey broke in with a Lard, bitter Saugh. "I see he haa won your heart, Jean flrVoll, we will say no more, except that I m firm, and that if Lord John has any arlde left he will not force himself upon aa, but go at once. ' But Jack heard no more ; be did not know that the hard, contemptuous tone suddenly broke with a little gasplug sob : B did not see the thin, small hands cover tt white, lovely face; he did not know that Jean had slipped from ber chair sand waa holding Audrey's weeping form eoaapea in oer arms, ao, ne kuew none f this, for he had gone straight down stairs, he had picked up bia hat and ul .arter, and opening the door, he had walk -d out into the wind and rin, looking t either to the right nor the left, turning Is back deliberately on all that he held AUarest in life. Before the dawn was broken Willie IfuIlerUm bad followed Jack Glendur wood up to town, but though he searched isrery club, chamber or well-kuown hauut, . me nowhere found the man be sought, and When be awoke from a well-earned night's Vest, it was to read a telegrum from Mr. JBampson; , stating he bad received one from Jack, who had sailed tho evening before from Soutbanipton in the Minosta or, Australia, and might be absent for wears, perhaps forever. So after all, Sheila had been partially successful, for Stto bad separated this man and wife. It was deputed to Jean to tell Audrey fhat her husband was gone, but she let 'two days elapse before she broached the -subject of his name. The fit of weeping Jud doae good rather than harm. "If only we had him here now, all would be as rlubt as nlnepenoe," the -Soctor had said t? Jean on the morrow fallowing Jack's hurried departure. "But he Is not here, and ha will not stKoe, so we must think ot what will be under the circumstances. Tfcs young doctor had a took of wans 'ratiea tor Jean. Wast aourage. termination and common sense she pos sessed, and withal how largo a heart 1 Certainly Willie Fullerton was to be en vied t I am afraid she will fret when ahe la told all," Jean added, thoughtfully : "still it is best all should be known. I shall keep nothing from her, either now or in the future," and so, when at last ahe spoke of Jack's departure, Jesn very gently but thoroughly put all the facts before Audrey that Mr. Fullerton had managed to glean about the masked bail and its miserable rismts. She was shown Murray's confession, signed and attested by Sheila Frnset. She was given nil the Information there was to give, and then Joan very sensibly, and with more than ordinary tact, went softly away, and left her alone to fight the battle out by her- lf. When they met again there were tear stnins on the girl's white face, but she was wonderfully unlet. "Will you send for Jack's mother. please, Jean, and ask her to come home? Now now I am alone I should like her advice. It is only right and proper as his wife I should consult his mother." Ten days later news enme to Mount- berry that Crnlglnnds was preparing to receive her grace of Harborough, who was returning with her son, Ixird Iverne, and her daughter-in-law, Lady John Glen- durwood, and, as may be supposed, the village wna greatly exercised In its mind over this intelligence, having had Its curiosity whetted considerably by the vague and unsatisfactory rumors that had been circulated about the same said Lady John. Dinglewood House was shut up, and It waa understood vaguely that Miss Fraser was visiting, though where no one exact ly knew. It wna generally voted annoy ing that Sheila should have been absent just now. She could have thrown light on a good deal of what wjis perplexing, and have, moreover, given the real ac count of what land happened at the ball ; whether It waa true that Lady John had flirted and behaved so abominably, or whether Dr. and Mrs. Thorngate were correct in saying that somebody had Imi tated nv ladyship s domino, and cleverly tricked the whole room of guests into Imagining that it was Lady John who so thoroughly disgraced herself and her hus band's name. Then Sheila, too, could have given the exnet history as to what had occurred between Lord John and his wife, and what was the meaning of all the extraordinary rumors that bad been circulated. But Sheila was not on hand to be questioned, and, In default of encourage ment, It was really wonderful how soon the excitement and curiosity began to die away and how readily everybody grew to consider Audrey as having been most Injured by the trick that had been so wantonly ployed upon her. In fact, by the time Christmas was due. Lady Joho and her doings were a theme too old to be mentioned anywhere, and the affairs at Craiglands would have been passed over as almost Indifferent and uninterest ing, but that, just aa the joybella were proclaiming the birth of a new Christ- child, the Icy fingers of the death angel were In id upon tho ueart of Duncan, Mar quis of Iverne, and he was taken front his bed of suffering to a reign of peace and rest. CHAPTER XXVIII. It was a week since they had carried away ell that remained of the once hand some, merry young Lord Iverne and buried him with pomp and solemnity In tha Harborough vault. A telegram hnd winged Its flight across the ocean to Mel bourne, from whence Mr. Sampson had received a curt announcement of John Glendurwood's sate 'arrival a telegram briefly giving tbe sad news of one broth er's death to another, but no answer had been vouchsafed, and the lawyer could not but entertain strong doubts as to whether the new Marquis of Iverne waa gone still further on his travels, and so their message was unread. Craiglands was very sad In those days. The duchess seemed to break down alto gether after ber son's death. Yet, despite all this, ahe was gentle and kind to Au drey beyond description ; she could not have given the girl more love if ahe had been ber own child. They were quiet daya, and peaceful, and Audrey found many little duties to perform which help ed to make the hours fly. She was very pale and delicate, but she refused to al low Jean to consider her an invalid, and was never weary of flitting about the duchess, eager to do all and anything In ber power to alleviate tne sorrow which was oppressing tbe mother's heart. The only distraction waa Willie Fullerton's weekly visits, when his breesy, happy manner seemed to change the very atmos phere. Snow had fallen heavily and It lay on the ground during the whole month of January and onward. Despite this, how ever, Audrey would persist in going out as much as possible. "It does me good," she said to Jean, who was fearful of every cold wind that blew on her darling. "I must to. Jean. I I feel sometimes as it I should go mad In the house!" She had this restless feeling on her one afternoon toward the middle of February, I shall walk Into Mountberry. I want to see Mrs. Thorngate do you mind, dearest?" she asked tbe duchess, who sat. half dosing, half dreaming, by the fire. Take care of yourself, Audrey. Put on stout boots ! This snow is so pene trating!" Audrey walked briskly over the snow, a slender, graceful figure in her heavy. black garments, ber lovely face lovelier than ever lu iis somber setting. She was warmly greeted by Dr. Thorngate, who was just leaving the vicarage aa ahe arrived. Audrey thought he laoked worn and troubled. "My wife will be rejoiced to see yon,' he said, aud bis gaze followed the girlish form In on affection that wa deepened only by admiration and respect. Mrs. Thorngate waa troubled, too, and though she welcomed Lady Iverne with all her old love, she was not herself Audrey felt pained and full of sympathy "I am sure you would rather I did not stay, dear Mrs. Thorngate," she said simply, rising and drawing on her wrspa again. "You have something on your mind, and will be better aloue." Mra. Thorngate's answer was to burst into tears. "My heart la broken!" she sobbed "Oh, Beverley, my boy, my boy! And have loved you, honored you, believed in you so much!" Audrey knelt down by ber trlend. "Let me help you. Tell ma all," she begged, her own eyes growing diss ant Misty wlffc pity. It was a very brief story. Beverley had writ-ton t his annt that mornrng. He' was In a terrible predicament. Twe years hack he had committed forgery out In Africa ; he had cleverly escaped de tection, and had come to England, think Ing all danger gone. Unluckily for him, his movements and real name had been discovered ; he had been tracked. If the money were not forthcoming In the next twenty-four hours be would be handed over to justice. "Audrey, what can I do? What can I do? I cannot sit here and know that he, the boy I have loved, is condemned to a felon's cell. He haa been my joy, my one delight, and Gus refuses to let mc help him." Audrey felt her heart beginning to beat with a sense of pain and apprehen sion. The very mention of this man's name fell like a black shadow on ber heart. She trembled as she recalled all the evil hit cold-blooded treachery had worked between herself and Jack; the memory of his passionate love words raised a blush of shame to ber face even nbw, but she put her own feelings on one side to minister to Mrs. Thorngate's sorrow. "Will yon let me take this off your shoulders?" she asked. "H;nft) ! Not a word. We are friends, are we not? Rest, and be at peace, for, by Ood's will, I will save bim from what you fear !" (To be continued.) OLD STYLfc CLOCKS SIMPLE. 81111 Mannfartnrrd and Sold by Denier and In CJood Demand. Conspicuous by their simplicity or their qiinintnoss or both among the many sample clocks of more modern design shown in the salesrooms of a clock-mnmifncturlng concern were a few of tbe old styles. There were old tlme, so-called Gothic clocks, once a favorite style; not a very big clock and with the top not fiat but carried up to a ridge line like a sharp-pointed roof, with the gable end to the front, and having as Its base, on either side, at the top of the body of the clock, a little spire, tbe lower aectlon of the door of the clock, below the dial, painted with some sort of design. There were cottnge clocks, these mailer thnn the Gothics, and like all these old-time clocks are simple, and trim looking, with upright, square-cornered canes. And then there were bigger clocks, larger than the cottage clocks and larg er than the Gothics, clocks with their long door deeply recessed within a wide bordering molding, tall, square, cor nered, prim-looking and yet engaging clocks, sucu as once, made of mahogany or mahogany veneer, stood on many and many a mantelpiece, clocks -with big dials and long hands and with a sonorous tick. Among these large clocks there were some with cases less severe In design and finished, with some ornamentation abont thera and glided half-columns, one on either side of the case, In front, clocks such as once adorned the shelf of many an old-time parlor. These old-style clocks were not old clocks, but new clocks. Such as are still manufactured and sold. "Clocks are now made of many ma terials as to their cases and In Innum erable styles," said the salesman, "and we are adding new styles all the time, and tho great majority of people buy these clocks of later designs. But we still continue to sell clocks of a few of those once familiar old styles. Some of these old-style clocks we make with modern spring Improvements within their old-time cast's and others of them wo still ninke with the old-time clocn. weights. "Of all these new old-style clocks comparatively few are sold In the city. They go mostly to smaller towns and to tue country. But It would not do to say that they are bought by old-time icnple clinging to old-time ways and styles. They may find such buyers but other buyers anywhere may fancy them for their qualntness or for old-time as sociations." Metallic Proposition. "When 'knighthood was In flower," said the suitor with the cast-iron nerve, "tho young man always came to see the ladye fayre with plenty of steel." "Well?" yawned the beautiful girl, Impatiently. "And now that armor Is out of style I come with plenty of brass. Will I suit?" 'No, you had better come with plenty of tin. Those ar the kind of young men that are popular with gtrls these doys." With a deep sigh the Jilted Romeo vanished In the frosty night Cautions All Around, Hotel Clerk (suspiciously) Tour bundle has come opart May I ask what that queer thing is? Guest This Is a new patent Are es cape. I always carry it so In case of Are I can let myself down from tbe ho tel window. See? Clork (thoughtfully) I see. Our terms for guesN with fire escapes, sir, are invariably ish In advance. New York Weekly. Didn't Help Matters. Daughter (In tears) But popa, what have you against Charles? I am sure be would make a good, husband. Irate Papa He's an idiot and Is only after your money. Daughter Oh, no, papa; I know he would marry ma without a cent , Irate Tapa Would he? Then he Is a worse luiot tunn i tnought Pels Mele. Reallsllo. "ine painter, rvicxer, nas painted a picture of a winter landscape so well that If you look at It long you seem to get quite cold." "That's nothing; you ought to see Schmlrlnsky's 'Flight ;' It Is ho realistic that, after the flrst look you are obliged to take to your heels." Mcggendorfei BlaetUT. Her lor tn Single Bliss. Miss P.lderlelgh Now that you have a husband, I suppose you haven't a sin gle wish ungratltlcd. Mra. Wudderly (sighing) Only one aud that is a single wUU. Oa of lb Bravest. Marvin Is young lllgglua what yoe would call a brave muu? . Geodwln Well, he has been the lead' er of our church choir for three years. New South Wales paid $3,000,000 la four yean In bouutlua tor rahblta, -POO-EE! . fh enk trees In the twllitht sunJ Majestically tail; And fences by the sumach spanned Fringe the dark forest wall ; And 'mid the acorn cups tbe swtna On the plump, russet acorns dine, I'ntil, as the night winds null's hr, There comes apace a mnllow cry "Poo-ee." Then from the mossy wood'and bed Where thickly lies the "mast" Bobs up each bristly, swinish head. With sidelong glances cast. And then with many a grunt and sijueat Homeward is turned each cloven beel, And while tSe dead leaves rustle dry, Faint sounds again that signal err--f "Poo-ee, Poo-ee." And with his ridged and horny hands And crumpled hat forlorn, The chore boy at the feed lot stands, With store of shining corn, nis arms across the hickory bars, His eyes upon the drowsy stars, While resonantly comes his cry Quaintly, melodious, shrill and high "Poo-ee, Tooo-ec, Pig, Pig, Poo-ee." Ernest McGaffey. bod VlH A Maid and a Motor The letter was handed to Marjory at the breakfast table after the cxtorlor had been severely scrutinized by the head of the household. Marjory, somewhat tenacious of her Individuality, was of course late, so the family looked up from It respective plates with varying expressions of dis approval ' while Aunt Lavlnla sniffed obtrusively. Marjory opened her letter, and her pretty eyes grew round and bright as she mastered Its contents. "How ier- fectly glorious," she exclaimed at list, "my godmother Is dend and has left me one thousand pounds!" The family was with one accord thunderstruck. The godmother In question bad quarreled violently with Marjory's parents and had ceased all communication with them ten years be fore, the chief cause of her displeasure being the rabid narrow-mindedness of Mr, and Mrs. Stanhope, who made n point of "disapproving" of everything HEEDLESS OF STEED LIMITS. they did not understand, or were not concerned in, ami Imagine the one and only spot of importance In the wide world was their own ivy-clad manor house, in a wee straggling village, six miles from the nearest, railway station and telegraph office. Mr. and Mrs. Stanhope rarely left their own home and only at rare inter vals drove to the nearest market town, from which excursion he returned In a blustering passion nt other people's "dunderheadednoss," and his wife with a violent headache ; they always went together, and always returned with the same results. They owned with much reluctance that the one great mistake of their otherwise blameless and exemplary lives bnd been the sending of Marjory to school in London, tho three younger girls and their brother being educated at home under the austere rule of a fearsome, awesome frauleln of uncer tain age and doubtful accent "Marjory," her mother would say pa thetlcally, "hns U'en a snd disappoint ment," by which might be inferred that the young woman In question had lm blbed various sensible, up-to-date, and go-ahead doctrines and qualities, and used tho firmness of will which she in berlted from her paternal relative In a manner that ruined tbe domestic peace of Stanhope Manor not a little. "I think, Marjory," said her mother, 'perfectly glorious' la hardly the right term to apply to the lamented death of your godmother." "Poor, dear Juliana," sobbed Aunt I.avlulu, dubbing her eyes. She knew little and oared less alnnit the dc-funct ludy, but always nmdo n indnt of weep. Ing whenever invasion served. "What ahull you do with the money?" Inquired Marjory's sister Gcrnldino, ' tioiiy; now line, was tne expivs sive remark f the son and heir, upon whli h he was requested by the twins "uot to be vulgar." "I'm glad Juliana lias recognized even at tbe eleventh hour, that hIio did wrong to displease us," announced the bead of the family pompously. "It would have shouu better taste to have left the small legacy to your mother or to me; stIM, I regard It as a graceful act of reparation, and It will be a nice little Income for you, Marjory, if I in teat it proiterly for you." This letter states," replied Mar jory, "that the money Is left to me 'to spend exactly as I like lu tbe purchase f anything I most want' " "Then purchase some stock I will I consult lur solicitor." I don't want stor," said Marjory,' "I want n motor car." Had she announced thnt she pro jHwed Introducing a band of perform ing alligators Into the domestic circle, the Astonishment and excitement could not have been more. Not only did Mr. Stanhope strongly "disapprove" of automobiles, and con sidered It execrable taste to appear In public In anything more progressive than a victoria drawn by a couple of fat, lazy hays, or his trap harnessed o a stubborn old mare, but his wlfo deemed a woman capable of driving In such an "Infernol machine" as a being wholly depraved and quite devoid of decency ; a creature utterly and com pletely outside the pale of "refined gen tility." "I'm going to have a motor," said Marj.iry, and hnve a motor she did. In vain her parents fretted and fumed, stormed, entit'nted, and even threatened disinheritance. The solici tors of the ' deceased lady hnd upheld the legatee In her determination, lay ing stress upon the special condition named In their client's will, and Mr. Stnuhope gnashed his teeth In despair and baffled rage, while his wife and Aunt Lavlnln wept in concert. Marjory Interviewed the rector, their own family lawyer, and tho village doe- tor, r.ml won them nil to her side, so tli.'it tiiey gave no ear to her father's diatribes. A portion of her legacy went to the rutchase of a little gem of a machine, complete to Its minutost detail ; she commandeered the person and services of the most Intelligent and mechanical youth the village contained, and sent li!m to a fnnious garage in London, where ho was tnoroughly instructed in nil that nppertolned to the driving and n onagement of a motor. She invested in suitable, and, strange to say, quite becoming motor garments, and nil these things being accomplished, and the fury of the Btorm at home having worn out most of Its strength, Marjory, her man, and her motor went spinning through country lanes, visiting far-off towns and dlstnnt hamlets, and she enjoyed herself thoroughly. I Stern dlsopproval of the doings of their degenerate daughter was still shown by her parents. Aunt Lavlnla wept at the possibility of her niece be ing brought home a mangled corpse, frauleln wept nt the "derrible eggsam ple ob so disobedient a dauder," and the younger folk went because thev were not allowed to accompany their sister on lier excursions, so that alto-' gether there was a damp time at the Manor. Then suddenly Hugh, the 11-year-old son. was stricken with pneumonia, and dny by day anxious hearts beat at Stanhope Manor. The offending motor was forgotten. and, while it remained in the dim ob scurity of tbe coach house, Its owner nnd the professional nurse shared the duties of the sick room, and Mr. and, Mrs. Stanhope wandered teorfully hand In hand through the rooms and corridors, calling upon every one to shore their grief, but doing nothing whntever for the good of the patient One evening the old doctor's anx ious face told the other watchers that n crisis was approaching. "I must have another opinion," said !he to Mr. Stanhope. "Whom shall we get?" asked the ag onized father. "Young Dr. Raymond, of Craymin- ster," responded the old man. "He has a special oxygen treatment. I've read that he has done wonders, but in this out-of-the-way hole we only hear of such things. If only we could get him here by morning we might save the boy's life." Craymlnster was twenty miles away. the telegraph ollice In town would be closed; It 'was hopeless to dream of reaching the doctor before morning. Mr. Stanhope groaned. Marjory hoard the doctor's last words, "save the boy's life," and het heart gave a throb of terror. It's surely not as bad as that," she whispered. "I fear so," was the reply, "he hat got rapidly worse during the last hour or two." For a moment Marjory seemed stunned, then, giving herself a little shake, she whispered a few words to the doctor. He looked at ber for a minute, then nt the boy on the bed. Then he gave Marjory a little pat on the shoulder. It's the only chance," ho said. In a flush Marjory was gone. She never knew how Bhe got rendy, nor how tbe car was put In motion, she merely has a recollection of tearing fu riously through the night, heedless of speed limits and gradients, through sleeping villages nnd scattered hamlets. until at last her car snorted and bound ed into the deserted streets of slumber. ing Craymlnster. Housed from his sleep, Dr. Raymond confronted the breathless, eager girl and listened to her tale of their urgent need. He promptly grasped the situa tion. But ho forced Marjory to take some food, while he bore out heavy oxygen cylinders and stored them la tbe buzzing car; then ho carefully wrnpied her In a rug, and seated him self beside her. "Right nway," he said, cheerfully. "You had better run the car yourself, there will be plenty of time to rest when we pet there. Please God, we'll be In time." The ear leaped forward Into the darkness, and as the first gleams of a new day lighted up the east they sto ped before the door of Stanhope Man or. Yes, thanks to Marjory and her mo tor car, they were lu time, and when the girl awoke from her sleep of utter exhaustion it was to learn that Ilusb. was out of danger. Mr. Htanhope and his family now consider motor cars the most wonder ful of Inventions, but there are a few benighted folk In Crujinlnster who consider It a pity that young Mrs. Ray mond should lie "mud. absolutely mad, my dear, about that car of hers. She talks about It just as If It were a hu mau being!" Philadelphia Telegraph. It's a queer coincidence that mosqui toes and KH'kaboo uhlrt waists appeal about the same tUn. "2tE I.E8ERTEI) SANDWICH! ft Had the Petal Gift of rafr It Was Coveted, br Maay. "Don't leave your sandwich up there on tbe advertising boards," said Tom my's mother; "the train will came along soon and you will forget 'f But Tommy did not heed the warn ing, tho train came and went away with Tommy and his mother and the others, bound for Coney Island, and the sandwich remained, says the New York Sun. It was a remarkably neat package for a sandwich. Lying there on top of the advertising boards It looked as if It had been done up by a jeweler, so rectangular was it and so precisely were the ends of the wrapper folded over. An elderly man stood near by read ing his newspaper. He bad heard the talk about the sundwlch and he noted that the event had turned out as Tom my's mother had predicted. A young girl came up the stairs and walked along tbe platform. She saw the neat package and looked from it toward the man. He drew a step near er to it glanced at It as if to assure himself that It was still there, and re sumed reading his paper. Several passengers alighted from the next train, and as they passed the sandwich most of them saw it and the man and tried to decide whether It be longed to him. One young fellow stroll ed back, after going as fur as the door of the waiting room, and walked slowly up nnd down the platform. The elderly man stepped to the edge of the platform and looked along the track, as If to see whether the train was coming. Just as he turned to take his former position he saw the young man lingering close to the sandwich. He cleared his throat with a loud "Ahem !" and rested his arm on the ad vertising boards a few feat away from the package. The young man took the next train that came along. A largo woman rigged out In clothes that she evidently thought were just the thing hurried up the stairs and was rushing towurd the train that had just come in. Her eye caught the package, with its Jewelry store appearance, aud she did not enter the train. She looked up and down the track and glanced toward the sandwich, and from it toward the man. He folded bis paper, put his reading glasses In his pocket and again stepped to the edge of the platform and looked along the rails. The woman eyed him and the pack age alternately. The roar of a train was heard. As It slowed down the man, all unmindful of the package, hur ried toward one of the car gates. The man stood on the car platform as the train moved out By leaning outward as the train rushed away be could watch the pack age long enough to see the large wom an grab it from the top of the sign boards, thrust it under her summer wrap and hurry down the platform stairs faster than she came up. Quite naturally he smiled. FEW DOGS GO MAD. Many Authorities Have Nevef Iden tlfled Cane of Rabies. The Woman's Pennsylvania S. P. C. A. Is out with a timely and valuable statement calculated to prevent un necessary alarm and suffering of hu man beings ns well as of animals. It Is commended by many of our famous physicians, A part of It follows here with : It has been observed with regret that numerous sensational stories concern ing alleged mad dogs and the terrible results to human beings bitten by them nre published from time to time. Such accounts frighten people Into various nervous disorders and cause brutal treatment of animals suspected of mad ness; and yet there is upon record a great mass of testimony from physi cians asserting the extreme rarity of hydrophobia even in the dog, while many medical men of wide experience are ef the opinion that If It develops in human beings at nil it Is only on ex tremely rare occasions; that the con dition of hysterical excitement la man described as "hydrophobia" is merely a series of symptoms, such dread being caused by realistic reports acting upon the Imaginations of persons scratched or bitten by animals suspected of rabies. The late Dr. Hiram Corson, whose practice extended over a period of sev enty years, during which time he searched dligently for the disease In man or animal, wrote under date of January 18, 1800: "I have never had a real case of hydrophobia." Dr. Thralll Green, a physician like Pr. Corson, accurate In observation, careful in statement and whose prac tice also extended over a long period, wrote under date of January 28, 1890: "I have never had a case of hydro phobia, nor have I ever seen a case In the practice of other physicians." Dr. Matthew Woods, who has been in quest of the disease for twenty years, and who during two summers jv.'rsonally visited every case reported i'l Philadelphia, asserts that he never saw hydrophobia either In man or ani mal, and although six years ago, at the conclusion of a paper on the sub ject rend before a lari.e audience, he offered $100 to any jterson bringing li I m such a patient, yet so far no one has claimed the reward. Dr. Charles W. Dulles, who has cor resiKindeil m the subject with most of the distinguished moil lea I men of Eu rope, u physician ff.nilllar both with the literature of rubles, the history of Pasteur and the Institutions called by bis name, and who lu addition has per formed the almost Incredable tusk of Investigating either personally or by eorresiHfiuleuce, with the physicians or others In attendant, every case re- ported In the newspapers of the Uul tea Mates ror u;e past sixteen yeurs believes that hjdrophoblu Is extremely rare, having after sixteen years of In vestlgution failed to find a single case on record that can Iss conclusively prov ed to have resulted from the bite of a dog. No man wus ever bronght up In what he regard as the proper way when be turns out to be a failure. A fool can answer questions that a wise man would l gthamed to ask. wrmotid Wealth. Wealth Is power, but power must be swayed by humanitarian pur pose or Its exercise tends to make one a heartless tyrant Instead of a kindly and lovable human being. Rev. David Utter, Unitarian, Denver. The Mayn't. The personality of Jesus Is it magnet that attructs the hearts of nil and all men ought to be able to find the answer to their Inherent search for God. Rev. G. R. Van do Water, Kplscopiilian, New York City. Tbe Idea of God. Any idea of God Involves the thought of the supernatu ral ; of a being, not a-alnst the law, but above the law; one whose existence Is beyond nnd outside the range of our earthly rules and conditions. Rev. Beverly Warner, Kplscopalinn, New Or leans. Possibility of Development With all our liiicrfectlons we have this one divine heritage, the possibility of infin ite development, of limitless growth in any normal direction we may select The outcome depends upon the amount of force which we put into our efforts, and not uon outside conditions. Rev. N. H. Neshltt, Independent, Taeomn, Wash. Moral Suasion. Christ's good work, was to redeem men by the preaching of the gospel, by nioriu suasion, not by tho promulgation of dogma, nor the rack, nor the faggot. But the church has men In her, even In this day, who would expel, yes, curse, those whoso love for men's souls Is greater than their love of dogma or canon law. Rev. F. K. Washburn, Episcopalian, Newburgh, N. Y. The Physical Man. In primitive times people laid stress upon the phy sical strength nnd manly force of their leaders. Now we have a different standard as intellectual and moral ex cellence count for so much In those who guide and govern us. Then experience has taught us that there may be a small soul In a large body and a great bouI in a small body. Rev. J. S. Llndsey, Eplscopallnn, Boston. CONTAMINATED WATER. Precantlona of England's Kino; Re calls a Rather Startling Incident, Many of the most honored "nature writers" tell jis that when a troop of elephants are on a march the baby ele phants are sent ahead over the bridges, says the Brooklyn Eagle. Nobody can blame King Edward for sending his special sanitary Inspectors ahead of himself when lie Is Invited to one of the castles of England, Scotland or Wales. Some of these structures are centuries old ; they were built be fore modern plumbing was dreamed about nnd most of them are filled with typhoid germs. The English people are not likely to to forget the narrow escape that the present king had from death by ty phoid fever In the early '70s. The malady was contracted during a visit to an ancient ducul castle. The cistern from which the water was Berved had been in use 300 years and there wasn't any record tnat it ever uau been cleaned. This recalls an incident told to me by a friend who last year bought a fine old place on the Hudson. Wuter was supplied to the house from a large tank that had been built upon a hill side back of the building . After the family had moved in and made Itself comfortable my friend Investigated the water supply. To his surprise and horror he found that the . tank was swarming with attenuated green water snakes. Tbe ophidians were less than a foot in length, but there were bushels of them. At the moment of discovery a small toad had fallen Into the tank and the entire mass was In commotion. The snakes were ravenously hungry and several hundred of them simulta neously attacked the unfortunate toad, dragging him to the bottom, nnd tore him to pieces with their sharp teeth. How to kill the seri?nts was a prob lem. A proposition to poison the con tents of the cistern wasn't to be thought of, because it was the Inten tion of the owner of the proierty to continue to use tho water supply for the barn and fountains. Having had an electric light plant Installed, the electrician suggested that two wires be carried to the tank and an end of ench of the covered conductors sub merged nt opposite sides thereof. ThlB was done and In the space of one night every living thing in the tank waa killed. Although tills water supply was disconnected with the house, ex cept for fire purposes, many members of that family feel to this hour that they are afflicted with strange, creepy feelings. They have a greater aver sion for snakes than before. King Edward will not take any chances on his health. Why should he? The Job of being king Is an easy and lucrative one nnd it Is for life. Why should he want to give It upl Honesty. "I have here $."i,(!0( which I would like you to invest in stocks for me." , "My friend," responded the Wall street broker, "if that is all you have, I advise you not to risk It." "Of course," the broker explained later to his partner, "there's a little rnko-off gone to the bud, but a repv for honesty is capital, and we need cap ital." Philadelphia Iitslger. But the Kllly tiot It. "John, Mr. Brown telephoned that he'd like to have you come over to a little game to-nigflit" "Er er, he did?" "Yes, I mnipose he's been hunting; you'd better go aud maybe he'll glv I you a bird to bring home." Houston Tost You can tell a married man whea he passes through a screen door by i the way be fights the flies.