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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.
