MS. Hollotgf Ash... J Hall J DY MARGARET CHAPTER IX. To walk straight up to tho door of a strango house, with nothing but a plaid shawl thrown over your head, Tequlrcs a conslderablo umount of courage and norvo. At ovcry step of tho way Miss Marjorlo's Bcruplca grow stronger her senso of outraged pro priety moro clear. At last sho camo to dead stop, Just as they reached tho outer gato of Hollow AbIi Hall. "What Is It now?" asked Cowley, patting hor hand encouragingly. "I really can't go In, Charlcsl" "Nonsonao!" "They will think I am mad. Only see! I konw that my hair Is half down and I havo no bonnet! Don't mako mo go thore, Charles, till I am more presentable there's a dear." "Madam, do you Intend to obey your lawful husband or not?" said Mr. Cow ley, with mock solemnity. "But, Charles, do hear reason." "No, I won't! 1'vo had enough of reason In my life. So come along, my love. Tho moment you enter yonder loor you will get a warm greeting for my sake, and no one will stop to think whether you havo a bonnet on or not. Hut that is Just Hko you women! You can't even die comfortably unless you havo a fashlonablo winding sheet to bo wrapped In! "Men never study appearance that is a fact well known!" said Miss Mnr Jorle, quietly. Ho luughcd, and led her up tho avenue. Tho shutters of tho houso woro all closed, but through a crovlco In ono of tho low windows camo a bright lino of light, testifying to tho presenco of Its occupants. "Now look for it! Look as digni fied as you can, Marjorlc," said Mr. Cowley, and rang tho boll. A light camo rapidly through tho hall. Tho door was opened, and a stout femalo.wltli a candlo In her hnnd, peered doubtfully out Into the night. "Is It you, master?" sho began. And Just then catching sight of tho muf fled flguro of Marjorle, sho gave a shrill yell of horror and ran away. "It's ould Queen Bess herself, nnd a tall black man with her!" they heard hor scream and then camo a Babel of voices from tho Inner room. "Shut tho door! Lock it! Keep thom out!" said one. "I do wish papa would como! It Is too bad to leave us In such a placo alone!" sighed nnother. "But somo ono is really at tho door," spoko up a third. "It Is all nonsenso bout Queen Bess; I am going to seo what they want! " "Oh, don't, Rose!" cried hor mother and sister. "Indeed, MIn Roso, It is Queen Bess as natural as llfo!" put In Mrs. Ma- carthy. "Nonsense," .replied Roso, and tak ing tho candlo sho went out to tho door with a firm step. "Who Is it, and what do you want?" sho asked, quietly. Mr. Cowley stopped In, and let tho light Bhlno full upon his face. "Don't you know me, Roso?" "Wliv rUinrlna rinilcitn Phnrlna .nn it bo you?" "It is roally me." "But I thourM you were In Austra lia." "So I was till a few weeks ago. Don't "bo alarmed, Rose; I am no ghost, but twilld flesh aril blood. And hero is somo ono else, for whom I, must crave a wolcomo my wife, Rose, whom your servant mistook for tho apparition of Queon Elizabeth." Roso stared, as well she might, whon ho drew in Miss Marjorle beside him. But Cousin Charles was hor great fa vorito, and sho had faltn in every thing ho did In everybody ho lovod So sho held out her hand to tho bon notless stranger, with a pleasant smllo, and then led tho way to tho drawing room. "Mamma, you will never guess who has come!" sho oxclalmed. "Cousin Charles Cowloy from Australia, and his wlfo." Greatly bowlldored, Mrs. Cowley camo forward to wolcomo her guests. Sho had tho wildest notions about tho mannors and customs of foreign coun tries and seeing a tall, stately lady with a plaid cloak doing duty for head ar.d shouldors, as bonnet and shawl, sho Instantly fanclod that it must bo tho native costume of tho land from which sho came tho no plus ultra of all elegance and graco among tho ladlcB of Melbourne and Sydney. It was good to boo Mr. Cowloy's face as the consciousness of her mistake dawned upon him by degrees. "Dear n.! Charles from Australia, nnd his wifo! My dear, you aro most wolcomo. Will you lay aside your " She was at a loss how to designate tho article of dress, but finally hit upon tho word "burnous" as being tho most sultablo to tho purpose "Will you take oft your burnous, my dear?" At thwt Mr. Cowley burst out laugh ing. "My dear aunt, It Is uot a burnous, but an old plaid cloak!" ho exclalmod. "And my wlfo nover saw Australia In hor llfo. Sho has been living In this neighborhood for morq than a year, nnd I Just found hor out by tho merest chance In tho world to-night, and lm raodlatoly ran away with hor." Every face, ovon Mrs. Macarthy's, ex pressed the most lntdnse Interest and curiosity. DLOVNT. If you will sit down I will toll you tho story In a very fow words," ho ob served; and within flvo minutes he was tho centre of a most cosy-looking cir cle, with Miss Marjorlo upon his right hand and Roso upon his left "You must al know that my Mar jorlo is an orphan," ho began. "I mot her first at n houso in London, where, among tho gayest of parties, hor llttlo pale, sad face caught my eye, and with out my knowing It won my heart. It was her unclo's houso, but alio was not happpy there. Her couBlns tyrannized over her her aunt snubbed hor and I soon found that her uncle nnd myself wero almost tho only friends sho had In tho world. No doubt I twisted this fact to my own purpose. I own candid ly that I rejoiced when others wero rudo to her, so that she might seo that I was kind. I won her, I do believe, moro because sho was grateful to mo than because sho loved me; but tho lovo came uftcrwards, bo that it did not matter. I won hor, and mado hor my wife, In splto of all tho sneers of her cousins, and tho discouraging cold ness of her mint. "For a time, wo wero very hnppy. Then somo unknown correspondent began to trouble my peace. Anony mous letters camo to mo dny nftor day, which told mo that my wlfo was not what sho seemed that sho loved another that she only waited her tlmo to play mo false. "I was foolish enough to read tho slanders to think of them at last, to bellovo thom. Circumstances, which looked suspicious then, but which I hnvo scon by a far clearer light since, camo up ono after another to make mo distrust Marjorlo still moro. At last I felt bo convinced of her faithless ness that I deserted her. "I left a letter Baying why I hud gone. I left her money, and I havo never seen her fnco from that day till tonight it beamed upon mo out of tho darkness like nn accusing spirit. Aunt Roso she hns been a school teacher a governess, a companion, during my nbsence. But sho Is ono of tho best nnd purest women on earth; nnd I took her away Just as else was, from her drudgery, to como and tell you so. I am sure you will all be friend her. Will you not?" "Every one of us!" was tho hearty reply, and Mrs. Cowley folded tho young wifo in a motherly embrace, and Roso and Catharine klBsed her on tho cheek In tho most sisterly fashion Tears stood in MnrJorlo'B dark oyes as they did so; and her husband turned his head for a moment, as if nBhamed of tho weakness which he could not help fooling and showing ut their kindness. "What tho good lady who employs hor will Bay to her elopement, I can not conjecture," remarkod Mr. Cowloy nftor a moment s pause. "Oh! Bho nover had a very good opinion of me!" said Marjorle, cheor fully. "And sho will probably utter n devout thanksgiving when sho finds that sho Is to see mo no moro. There never wns much lovo lost betwoon us, I am afraid." "Was sho a nice person?" nsked Catharine. "Not according to my definition of tho word nice. I can describe hor to you in a very short tlmo. Sho is a stout womon, who thinks herself ill whon sho Is only Inzy, nnd who never gets out of her easy chair except to go to bed or to fly into n rago which sho does on nn avorngo of twelve times a day. No decidedly I do not call Mrs. Magnum a nlco person." "I Bhould think not!" said Roso, laughing. "I wish I could seo her fnco when aho hears you nro gone! "Nevor mind Mrs. Mngnum, now, said Mr. Cowley. "I want to hear something nbout my undo nnd this mad freak of his. What could havo put It into his hend to take a hnuntod houso?" "Ah!" said Catharlno, ruefully; "you must ask Roso that. "Why?" "Because sho was at tho bottom of It all!" "Is that so, Roso?" "I am afraid I must plead guilty, unarms. 1 tnougnt it would bo s nlco and romnntlc to llvo with a ghost, mil i uont. uko it at nil. Tlicro is a dreadful cradle-rocking In tho kitchen evory night, and not one of us dares to stop thore n moment after dusk, Papa heard it tho first night wo camn. nnd yet ho won't go nway. I think ho Is n llttlo frlghtoned, but ho fan cics that people will laugh at him if ho goes away. And so" "And bo It will go on till wo are all carried off bodily by these horrible cradlo-rocklng creaturcB, and then your father will bo satisfied," broke in Mrs. Cowley, moro in Borrow than in anger. Hor nephow broke out laughing, "Ah, you mny laugh, Charllo; but I enn assuro you It Is no Joko to llvo in a placo that gives you tho cold shivers every tlmo you atop to think what it really Js. And Mr. Cowloy actually tnlks of spending his Chrlstmns horo! But nothing shnll tempt mo to Btny, oven if ho does. At nny other tlmo I can stand It; but I will not eat turkey nnd plum pudding yi company with half a dozen grown-up hobgoblins to plenso any man nllvo!" "You nro qulto right, mint. But I renlly was not lnughlng nt your trou bles, only nt your funny way of tolling them. But, Joking apart, whnt Is this story about a cradle? Because I have benrn Remothing In Australia, which I think relates to this houso." In Australia? Why, how could nny ono know of It thero7 asked Roso opening hor oyes very wide. "Who owns this house?" "A Mr. Vernon." "Exactly so. Do you know what his first namo is?" "Alfred," said Mrs. Cowloy. Her nephew looked porploxcd for a mo ment; then his face cleared again. , "Oh, I seo! Gcorgo was his brothor How long is it 8lnco they havo lived in this house tho Vornons, I mean?" "Oh, a great many years! Twenty or. twenty-two, I think." "Thnt makes tho story clear. You must know thnt I met a Mr. Gcorgo Vernon in Australia a man nbout for ty years old. Ho drank to excess nnd gnmblcd desperntcly; nnd, In fact, there wore a great many queer Btorles told of him ono wny nnd nnother. "Ono night ho wns In my tont with several of Ills friends, nnd the con versation turned upon tho reality of ghosts, and tho nmoutit of credulity required to bellevo In them. Vernon snld llttlo nt first, but lator in tho evening ho suddenly looked up nt mo nnd exclnlmcd, "It is true, every syl lablo of it. Thoy do como back. I havo scon nnd hoard thom, too, by dny nnd night, for twenty years paat. Thoy enn como In nny ahnpe. Thoy enn turn their hands to anything. Why, I havo known ono to rock n cradlo four-nnd-twenty hours without ceasing nnd sin; nil tho whllo Into tho bargain!" " 'What a useful ghost to havo In the houso with n atnnll family,' said somo ono, laughing. I never Bnw nny ono turn ns palo na Vernon did. 'Useful! You would not crnck your Jokes nbout thom If you stnld n night nlono in my old houso nt Bnnlcy,' ho exclaimed. 'Gnd! What with tho but ler's pantry nnd tho turret-room, it's llttlo Ilka laughing you'd feel by morn lng, I nm thinking! Pnss mo tho brandy and let mo get It out of my head.' "And suro enough he did get it out of ills head; for it took two mon to boo him snfo homo whon ho left my tout nt 10 o'clock thnt night." "And whnt do you Infer from that, Charles?" inquired his wife. "Why, my denr, this is near Ban ley, nnd tho only houso thnt I hnvo over henrd of whoro 'n crndlo roclu. To mako nssurnnco doubly suro, Mr, Vernon's brothor own's tho plnco now, I would bo willing to tnko my onth that tho rocking of tho cradlo has Bomcthlng to do with ono of these men; but which of tho two I nm not prepared to say." 'I saw Qcorgo," exclnlmcd Rose, who hnd been deeply Interested in tho story. "And I should Hko to hear tho era die," remarked Mr. Cowley. "Oh, don't think of such, a thing! It's too horrible!" exclaimed both tho girls. 'I only want to convince myself that It does rock." "But wo all heard It." "Then I confess I am llko tho young lady whoso grandmother told her that she had found out by her own expert onco that lovo-mnklng was very dan gerous work. I want to find out by my own experience, too. Whcro is this cradlo?" "In tho kitchen." "Does It rock every night P "Yes." "At whnt tlmo?" "It bcginB nbout nine." "And it now wnnts a quarter to ten It must bo in full swing by this tlmo. Rose, will you do the honors of tho ghost to your old friend?" "Not I." "Catharlno?" "I must bog to bo excused." "Well, aunt, will you como?" "No, Charles; I'll nover sot foot In thnt nwful kitchen ngnin, by dny or night, whllo I havo my right Bonsos." "Thon I nm suro thnt good aorvnnt of yours " Mrs. Mncarthy shrieked a quick do nlnl heforo ho had tlmo to finish tho sentence, nnd Roso laughed. (To bo continued.) CUT OFF HIS WOODEN FOOT. Man Cuught In Trap and Mo Ono to Help Him. John McLcod of Mllford, Me., em ployed ns u scaler on tho lumbering operations In township 31, hnd a Btrnngo experience recently. Ho won caught In a beur trap, nnd was obliged to cut off his foot with a Jnckknifo. Fortunntoly, ho hnd n wooden leg, and tho operation was not pnlnful. Ho was going from ono lnndlng to nn- othor, and thought to cut off part of tho dlstnnco by taking the bank of tho Athabasca Btream. And ho got Into n benr trap, which closed upon his wood en leg with a snap, und held him in such a wny that ho could not reach tho springs to relcaso himself. Tho spot was far from tho camps or logging roiuls, nnd John wns In qulto a predic ament. But tho situation was Joyful even compared with what it might hnvo been hnd ho been blessed with two good legs, or oven if he hnd been caught by tho other. As It was, ho whipped out his Jackknlfo, nnd In a short tlmo had whittled himself clear, leaving n conslderablo portion In tho trap. This ho got out without much difficulty, and, taking It under his nrm, with the nld of n Htout stick ns a cano hobbled to tho camp. But Mr. McLeod has bitter thoughts and la very angry with himself. After ho hnd told tho otory to tho crew tho llttlo French "cookco oimorvou: "wny you no tnko off your whole wood lalg ah? You get out tint thrnp. and no spllo you wood lalg 'tall - ah?" It novor oc curred to John that ho might havo un strapped his woodon limb, nnd when ho thinks of it ho grits his teeth nnd curves away tho more vigorously upon tho now leg ho la making. A BTUor.T.iNO siNnr.ru (By ChnrtotU Decker.) "lie nng nlonir tho woodland path whfn all the world was warm via ray, The birds half mocked him overhead. Th shadows cooled his grcenllt way. The enrth was awect with crowing thlnii. The vintage promised full and fair; And ono with eyes llko lnrkspur buds, Ana garnorod sunlight in ner nair, "Stood watching by tho Ilex trees, A glow, n welcome In ner eyes. IIo sank, too tlrcd, nt her feot And smiled through wistful llttlo sighs. " 'Dear love,' ho said, 'I cannot live. I shall not seo the morrow s sun, Hut I am fortnnato to die Whllo yot my loving Is not aone. 'And weep no foolish tear for me, UUt when tho vines wnn guiu are htme Think, "Llfo was very good to him, For ho had lived, ana iovcu, anu ung. Alnileo's Magazlno. A Coincidence and a Recon sideration. BY J. P. COUQHLIN. (Copyright. 1901. by Dally Story Pub. Co.) Paul Wcstovcr had every reason to congratulate hlmBclt upon tho success of his now book. Tho public rocolvod It with gratifying approval, nnd tho critics bestowod upon it woll-tomporod commendation. Being a first-born, howovcr, tho critics felt bound to pn tronlzo both it and Its writer in their customary paternal fashion, and whllo lauding Its other cxcollont qualities thoy pointed out nnd dwelt upon tho un-rcnllstlc Improbabilities of tho main incidents In which Mr. West- over's horolno wns centered. That this Bhould bo so wns only nnturnl: Mr. Wcstovor wns rldlcu loualy young to know nnytblng of tho impenetrable feminine, nnd yet ho Una dared to mako "Gertrudo Warner" tho story of a woman's llfo, a story of many Btrango phases, and of curious though incorrect, said tho rcvlowors, insights into tho workings of a young girl's mind. Wcstovor wns nlmost on tho point of accenting tho critic's dictum. Ho hnd fnnclod thnt his portrayal of Gor trudo Warner was well nnd clearly lm nglned, but nttcr nil what could ho, a bachelor and lmprosslonnblo, know of womon. Tho reviewers must bo rigut. Gertrudo Warner was falsely drawn, But thcro wus at least ono person who did not think with tho rovlowors. Tho nowly-iledgod author recolved in his mall from his publishers n long letter that was truly startling to his solf possession. Its full length may not bo given horo but Its glat is con tained in n couplo of paragraphs. "You nro ovldcntly very intimately acquainted with tho story of tho dark est passages In my llfo, but surely it was unnecessary that tho details should bo mado public so faithfully and so callously. I would llko to think that your story was purely a coinci dence and evolved entlroly from your own Imagination, but tho details up to tho denouoment, in ovcry particular, aro so carefully truo to fact that I havo no other courso than to bellovo that somo unworthy recipient of my confldenco has in an idlo moment be trayed my unhappy history. "Doubtless you will admit that I havo at least tho right of asking an explanation, tho mora especially, Boo ing that you havo ovon given to your novel a tltlo bo llko tho name borno by her who asks It. "GERMYN WARREN." Wcstovor finished tho reading of this letter with a ruo expression. Ho whistled softly to himself and looked blankly at tho wall in an endeavor to collect his thoughts and adequatoly consider tho situation proscntod to hlnv. In a moment tho humorous as pect of the affair dawned upon him and ho laughed quizzically. "Ono of tho delights of novol-wrlt- lng," ho murmured aloud; "Is to run across somo hysterical woman who finds your book a mirror of her past. A startling letter. If I nm oxpected to reply to nil suck my hnnda will ho full. Yot whut nplcndld answer to the critics. HIb better nnd moro sympnthetlo naturo, however, for as yet ho wns not experienced enough to bo callous, as sorted itself, and ho ponnod n duly consolatory lotter to MIbs Gormyn Wurren. A week later Paul Westover had an encountor that caused htm consider nblo cmbarraBsmont. "Mr. Westover, our youngest nov clist, Miss Wurron." Tho serenity nnd solt-coutnlncdncss of tho frail pretty girl beforo him was in striking contrast to tho blushing stammering nwkwnrdness of tho young CiUior. Tho clear blue oyes, however, nut him at his enso liulckly and ho Yjund himself lost in amazement Aow dlfferont tho girl beforo him was from tho morbid woman with n past ho had pictured her. "Your lcttor I aupposo I may apoak of it was very kind," her volco broke musically in upon his soml-absorptlon; "bit thcro aro some things in your book I would llko to talk to you about. May I?" Westover found himself In a quiot cornor of tho drawing room, anticipat ing a quarter of an hour's storn cross examination nt tho hands of Miss War ren. Somehow tho ordeal did not seem to bo so tcrrtblo as It would havo scorned two days previously. Sitting In his armchair that night Paul Wcstovor medltatlvoly nddrcssod tho smoko-clouds from his clgnr. "Sho is wondorfully pretty sho hns oxqulsitoly sweet eyes nnd whnt n charming talker, even though wo did talk only of tho sorlous things of llfo. Sho la indeed an Ideal horolno in real life." Wcstovcr pulled himself up abruptly and laughed a quick, norvoua laugh. "Como, this won't do contemplating such a thing nlroady is making hanto too quickly but that's abBurd. Why beforo I know it I'll bo thinking of marrlago. And mnrrlago would bo tho ruin of a young wrltor. It would But then Westover repeated to him self all tho familiar arguments against "Yes, everything Mr. Wcstovcr has written." matrimony until finally ho went to bed convinced if not exactly plcaacd. Ilia encountor with Mlsa Gormyn Warren, and tho train of thought it prompted may havo had something to do with Mr. Wcstovor'a dopnrturo for tho west, but tho literary Journals an nounced his trip as takon for tho pur nnno of ncaulrlnc local color for a now novel. During tho two years that followed Paul Wcstovor'a literary output served to lncroaso considerably his growing reputation. Ho returned to Now York and prepared to settle down comfort ably to moot tho domauds inndo upon him by hla publlshcra. Tho novel, to preparo which ho loft Now York, wns pronounced success, and tuougu his old friends, tho critics, did not appear to notlco It, Paul hlmaoir waa conscious of a certain rcsomblanco in typo between his now horolno and hla old, that Is to say MIsb Gcrmyn War ren. Ho tried to reason that this now heroine was simply but a develop ment of tho Gortrudo Warner of his first book, and thus ho tried to dlB pel his lingering fears that ho had drawn unon Mlsa Warren, hla nc uualntnnco of a Blnglo ovenlng. Again In hla career Mr. Paul west ovor had an encountor which caused him to becomo as discomposed and norvoua ns ho had been at his first mooting with tho coincidental horolno of hie first book. It was at n literary rocoptlon. "Pormlt mo, Miss Wurron, to intro- duco to you Mr. Paul Wcstovor you have, no doubt read his clover bookB." "Yea, everything Mr. Weatover has wrltton," aald Germyn Warren, as sho extended her hand to Tnul, who stood bowing and bluBhlng llko n schoolboy. Thon with a emtio of gontlo mischief playing around hor lips as thoy woro loft nlono aho continued: And I can not think that Mr. Westover has for gotten mo einco somo of my frionds would havo It I am portrayed rathor faithfully In your most recent novol and oven In several of your magazlno Btorlcs." Westover wob plainly surprised at this frank challenge, and for tho boc ond tlmo In hla llfo ho found himself keenly observing tho horolno of his fiction. Ho noticed tho snmo clenr, blue eyes nnd wondered nt how close )y ho hnd remembered them nil this tlmo. Ho found himself on forms of old ncqunlntnnccshlp with this mag netic llttlo girl, for alio wns only u girl. For n moment until tho pro sumption of tho thing struck him ho folt n tlngo of regret bolng tnken nwny from Now York for so long. How thnt ovcnlng'a rocoptlon passed ho novor knew. Ho hnd a very definite notion thnt ho hnd apont by fnr tho groator part of tho ovenlug in tho socloty of Mlsa Warren. That night In tho Bcculslon of his chambors, ovor his cigar, ho enmo not unwillingly to tho conclusion that aft or nil; "What Is to bo Is to be, nnd it Booms to mo thnt tho fates havo ordained that I should create n horolno for my Bolf. Klthor I nm In lovo or nm drift lng rolontlcssly towards that happy stato of mind. Of courso marrlago la tho to-bo-oxpected outcomo of lovo, and for a young man struggling for fame nnd fortuno u sympathetic wlfo Is a great helper, n constant lncont lvo " nnd thus ho proccodod to ndnpt his vlows to tho nltered stato of hlu circumstances. "Who I Tills TonnysiinT" When Tonuyson wus nenrlng CO yenrs of ago, una his famo might fair ly ho assumed to bo world-wldo, lid- ward Moxon, tho publisher, decided to npproach Giwtavo Doro and commla- alon him to Illustrate tho "Idylls of tho King." Aftor Doro had consid ered tho proposals, ho nskod: "Who, then, Is this M. Tounysou?" THE LIVE STOCK MARKET. I.ntrst Quotations from South Omhn nnd Kiintm CltT. SOUTH OMAHA. T?XTf LK There wns ft fair run of cal- tlo nnd tho demnnd from packers being In good shape tho market ruled nctlve und full stendy nil nroimd on nnytblng nt nil desirable. Tho bulk, of tho receipts were ngnln composed of beef steers, about seventy-llvo cars being Included In tho of ferings. Packers started out early ami paid good, firm prices for the moro dc slrablo bunches. The common kinds, however, wero rather neglected nnd In somo cases sellers found It dlfllcult to got steady prices. Thcro were only about fif teen cars of cows nnd heifers on sale, nnd as buyers all wanted u few It did not tnko them long to clear the pens, mo market could best be described by call ing It active nnd steady to strong. Thoro wore not many stockers nnd feeders of fered nnd tho demand for them waa ft llttlo better, so that anything deslrablo was picked up early nt good, strong prices. Stock calves were ready sellers and the prices on that class of stock: havo Improved considerably this week. HOOS Thcro wns n heavy run of hoga nnd as other points reported n drop In prices tho mnrket hero npenod 7V4tM0o lower. Tho bulk of the early sales wont nt from J5.S2J4 to $S.S"H. with the choicer loads selling from I3.87H to $(J. Tho hogs began moving toward tho scales nt nn early hour, and It was not long lieforo the bulk bad changed hands. The light weights, however, wero very slow salo nnd bids ranged from J3.S2H down to $3. 81 1 HHP Thrrn wns n heavy run. but tho big bulk of tho receipts wnn composed of Colorado lambs, about 43 cars bolng Included In tho receipts. Packers did not seem to tie at all iinxlous for supplies thlH morning, nnd as a result tho market wnn very slow, nnd up to n Into hour but llt tlo stuff had changed hands. Whnt did sell brought Just nbout steady prices with yesterday, tho $3 lambs of yestordny bringing tho snmo price, today. Sheep wero also nbout steady but slow. KANSAS C1TV. CATTlii: Native nnd Texns steers. steady to Wo higher, cows and heifers, stockers and feeders: steady, natlvo beef steers. $l.73&3.&0, mostly $3.00&5.4O; stockers und feeders, t t.Sr1iT.2.': western fed steers. $I.IWr3.42A: Texnns und In dians. JI.IWC.W; cows. $1.33114.43: hclforH, JI.Wll.M: cannors, US.VHa.33: bulls, $3.43W I.CO; stock bulls, $3,004(6.00; calves, $3,001? C.23. HOas-Market IttflSc lowor: top. $6.03; bulk of sales. $3.830,00; lieavy $S.S3itJ.03; mixed packers, $3.83fl6.93; light, $3.G0if5.- ! pigs, $4.401f3.43. SIIHHP AND LAMllS-Sheen. stendy: lambs, 3o lowor: western lambs, $1.9040 B.OOj western wethers. $I.501TI.K3; western yearlings, $I.C4.00: ewes. $1.2Stfl.0O: culls. $.1.(KW4.00; spring Iambs, $3.D0O7.00. GOOD EFFECT IS EXPECTED. Agulunliln'M Aililrmft 'Will Have I'roper Inlluenen nn Filipinos. WASHINGTON, April SO It la be lieved by tho ndmlulatrntlon thnt tho mnnlfcsto of Agulnnldo will hnvo n de cidedly good effect In tho Phlllpplnoa nnd In thin country. It will tnko somo tlmo for Its dissemination nmong tho Filipinos, but It Is oxpected to bo of conslderablo scrvlco nnd to mako moro rapid tho chnngo in tho Bltuntlon which set In somo tlmo ngo nnd lmu becomo qulto marked of Into. Espcclnl gratification la felt nt tho unrcsorved tono of tho documont nnd tho full nccoptnnco it indicates of' American rule. This, It la folt, will bring to tho support of tho government1 many Filipinos who, wishing poaco, hnvo hesitated to nHBlst tho Tuft com mission. In this country It is expect ed to rcduco tho criticism of tho nd mlulatrntlon nnd to causo Icbh discus sion of tho general policy of tho wnr i.: tho lslnnda nnd more consideration of tho Important matter of tho beat administration to bo ovolvcd for their government. It Is to this work that tho Taft commission is now bonding nil its energies, Agulnnldo, now thnt ho has accopt- ed American Bovcrelgnty, probably will bo glvon moro liberty than ho has enjoyed hitherto. His services will bo used na far as posslblo in tho pacification of tho islands. Tho ox- tent, howovcr, to which ho will bo permitted his freedom Is for General MacArthur to dolermlno, with tho ua sistnnco of tho Taft commission, for tho aim of tho homo government hero will bo to rest lurgely upon tho vlows hold by Its representatives in tho Island. Itegntta Ditto Is Hnlrctml. COUNCIL BLUFFS, In., April 22. Tho exccutlvo commltteo of tho Iowa Stnto Regatta association met horo nnd decided to hold tho nnuunl regat ta of tho association In this city July 2.1 nnd 21. Tho members of tho com mltteo nro: R. A. Boldlng, Burlington; K. A. Blood, Sioux City; W. II. Mc Cullough, Cednr Rnplds; D. D. My ers, Jr., Dubuquo; 13. C. Currier, Sioux City. Krli k'n New Hulmme. PHILADELPHIA, April 18. It la fctuted on what appears to bo good au thority that an immenso stool gorging plant will ho built nt Blllingsport, N. J., on tho Dolawnro river. Henry C. Frlck ami hla frionds aro said to bo Interested In tho now enterprise. In ArkRiinus Hlver Knit. DKN VI5II, April 20. Attorney Gen eral Post will loavo for Washington nbout April 27 to combat In tho Uni ted Slates Biiprmno court I ho potltlon of tho stnto of Kansas for lcavo to fllo a suit In equity ngalnst tho stnto of Colorado with regard to tho ubo of tho waters of tho Arkunsns river. If tho poltlon of tho stale of Kau nas for lcavo to lllo tho still 1b grant ed thon u numbor of loudlug nttornoys will assist In heurlni; tho caso.