la . . -
FRANCIS JOSEPH AT EIGHTY
SYNOPSIS.
Lawronco Rlakoloy, lawyer, goes to
Pittsburg with tlio forged notes In tho
Uronsnn caso to got tlio deposition of
John ailmorc, millionaire. In tlio lntter's
houso ho Is attracted by tho plcturo of
-.ft Klrl whom , Gllmoro explains Is his
KranddauKhtor, Alison West. Ito says
htr father Is a rascal and n friend of
tho forRor. A lady requests JllaVelcy to
huy her a Pullman ticket. IIo gives her
lower cloven and retains lower ten. Ho
HndH n man In a drunken stupor In lower
ten and goes to bed In lower nine. Ho
uuakens In lower seven and llnds that
hlii hair and clothes arc missing. Tho
man In lower ton Is found murdered. His
name, It develops, Is Simon Harrington.
The man who disappeared with Ulnke
ley's rlatliOH Is suspected. Ulnkcley bo
comes Interested. In a Klrl in blue. Cir
cumstantial cvidonce places Ulakcley un
tier suspicion of murder. Tho train Is
wrecked. Ulakcley is rescued from tho
burning car by the girl In blue. Ills arm
Is brokon. Together thoy go to tho Car
ter farm for breakfast. Tho girl proves
to bo Alison West, his partner's sweet
heart. Alison's peculiar actions mystify
tho lawyer. Alio drops her gold ling and
Illiikeley, unnoticed, puts It In his pocket.
Ho returns hjmo und lenrns from his
landlady of itranRo happenlncs. Jllako
ley learns that a follow victim of tho
wreck, Is In tho hospital.
CHAPTER XII Continued. .
And there was no ono I could talk
to nbout !:, no ono to tell mo how
hideously absurd It wns, no ono to
Rlvo mo a slap and toll mo thoro aro
, tons of flno gold chains made evory
year, or to point out tho long arm of
coincidence!
With my ono useful hand I fum
bled tho things back Into tho bag and
thrust It deep out of sight among tho
pillows. Then I lay back In n cold
perspiration. What connection had
Alison West with this crlmo? Why
hat' Bho stared so at tho gun-metal clg
nretto caso that morning on tho train?
What had nlarmed her ho nt tho form
houso? What had sho taken back to
tho gato? Why did sho wish sho had
not escaped from tho wreck? And
last, in heaven's namo, how did a part
of her nocklaco becomo torn off and
covored with blood?
Downstairs McKnlght was still at
tho telephone, and amusing himself
with Mrs. Klopton In tho Interval of
waiting.
"Why did ho come homo In a gray
suit, when ho went away In a bluo?"
ho repeated. "Well, wrecks aro queer
things, Mrs. Klopton. Tho Bult may
have turned gray with fright. Or per
haps wrecks do ns quoer stunts as
lightning, Friend of mine once was
Htruck by lightning; he and tho caddy
had taken refugo under n tree. After
the flash, when thoy recovered con
sciousness, there was my friend In ho
caddy'H clothes, and the caddy in his.
And as my frlond was n largo man
and tho caddy n very small boy "
McKnlght's Btory wns Interrupted
by tho indignant slam of tho dining
room door. Ho was obliged to wait
some time, and oven his etornnl cheer
fulness was ebbing when ho finally got
tho hospital.
"Ib Dr. Van Kirk there?" he asked.
"Not there? Woll, can you tell me
how tho patient Is whom Dr. Williams,
from Washington, operated on last
night? Woll. I'm clad of that. Is she
conscious? Do you hnppcn to know
her namo? Yes, I'll hold tho lino."
Thoro was n long pause, then Mc
Knlght's voice:
"Hello yes. Thank you very much.
Goodby."
Ho came upstnirs, two steps at a
time.
"Look horo," ho said, bursting Into
tho room, "thoro may bo something
In your theory, after all. Tho woman's
namo It may bo a coincidence, but
Iff, curious her namo is Sullivan."
"What did I tell you?" I Bald, sitting
up suddenly in bed. "She's probably
ft sister of that scoundrel In lower
seven, and sho was afraid of what he
might do."
"Confound this arm," I said, paying
for my energy with some excruciating
throbs. "There's so much to bo look
ed after, and "hero I am, bandaged,
splintered, nnd generally useless. It's
a beastly shamo."
"Don't forget that I am here," Bald
McKnlght pompously. "And another
thing, when you feel this way Just re
member thoro aro two less desirable
places wero you might be. Ono is
Jail, and tho other Is " Ho strummed
on an imaginary harp, with devotional
eyes.
Iiut McKnlght's Hght-heartcdness
Jarred on mo that morning. I lay and
frowned under my helplossnoss. Whon
by chanco I touched tho little gold
bag, It scorned to scorch my fingers.
Richcy, finding mo unresponsive, loft
to keop bis lunchepn engagement wtth
Alteon West. As' ho clattered down
tho stairs, I turned my back to tho
morning sunshlno and nbandoned my
self to misery, By what strain on hor
fniycd nerves wns Alison West keep
Ing vp, I wondered?
llut McKnlght had not gone, after
all. I heard him coming back, his
voico preceding him, and I groaned
with Irritation,
"Wako up!" lio called. "Somebody's
sent you n lot of flowers. Plenso hold
tho box, Mrs, Klopton; I'm going out
to bo run down by an nutomobile."
1 roused to fcoblo Interest, My
hrothor's wife Is punctilious about
sucdj things; all tho sow babies In the
LOWER T
l COfWttMT Tjy OODM - MERRILL COMPAWy
family havo silver rattles, and all tho
sick people flowors.
McKnlght pulled up an armful of
roses, and held thorn out to mo.
"Wonder who they're from?" ho
said, fumbling In tho box for a card.
"Thoro's no name yes, hero's ono."
Ho hold It up nnd read It with ex
asperating slowness.
" 'Best wishes for an early recovery.
A COMPANION IN MISFORTUNE.'
"Woll, what do you know nbout
that l " ho exclaimed. "That's some
thing you didn't tell mo, Lolllo."
"It was hardly worth montlonlng.
I said mendaciously, with my heart
beating until I could hear it. Sho had
not forgotten, after all.
McKnlght took n bud nnd fastened
It in his buttonhole. I'm afraid I was
not especially pleasant about It. They
wero her roses, nnd anyhow, thoy wore
meant for mo. Itlchoy loft very soon,
with an Irritating final grin at tho
box.
"Good-by, sir woman-hater," ho
Jeered at mo from tho door.
So ho woro ono of tho roses sho
had sent me, to luncheon with her,
nnd I lny bnck among my pillows nnd
tried to remember that it was his
game, anyhow, and that I wasn't oven
drawing cards. To remombor Mint, nnd
to forgot tho broken nccklnco undor
my head!
CHAPTER XIII.
Faded Roses.
I was In tho houso for a week.
Much of that time I spent In compos
ing nnd destroying letters of thanks
to Miss West, and In growling nt tho
doctor. McKnlght dropped in daily,
hut he was less cheerful than usual.
Now and then I caught him eyeing mo
ns if ho had something to ?ny, but
whatever It was ho kept It to Mmself.
Onco during tho wcok ho went to
Baltimore nnd saw tho womnn in tho
hospital thoro. From tho description
I had llttlo difficulty In recognizing
tho young woman who hnd boon with
the murdered man in Pittsburg. But
sho was still unconscious. An elderly
mint had appeared, a gaunt person In
black, who sat around Hko a buzzard
on a fenco, according to McKnlght,
and wept. In a mixed figure, Into a
damp handkerchief.
On tho last day of my imprisonment
ho stopped In to thrash out a case
that was coming up In court tho next
day, nnd to play n gamo of double soli
talro with mo.
"Who won tho ball game?" I asked.
"Wo were licked. Ask mo some
thing pleasant. Oh, by the way, Bron
son's out to-day."
"I'm glad I'm not on his bond," I
said pessimistically. "He'll clear out."
"Not ho." McKnlght pounced on my
ace. "Ho's no fool. Don't you supposo
ho knows you took thoso notes to
Pittsburg? Tho paporB wero full of
It. And ho knows you escaped with
your life and a broken arm from tho
wreck. What do wo do next? Tho
commonwealth continues tho case.
A deaf man on n dark night would
know thoso notes wero missing."
"Don't play so fast," I remonstrated.
"I havo only ono Jirm to your two.
Who la trailing Bronson? Did you
try to got Johnson?"
"I asked for him, but ho had some
work on hand."
"Tho murder's ovldontly a dead Is
sue," I reflected. "No, I'm not Jok
ing. Tho wreck destroyed all tho evi
dence. But I'm firmly convinced thoso
notes will bo offered, cither to us or
to Bronson very Boon. Johnson's a
"The Stains You Seo and
EN
HART
blackguard, but he's a good detective.
Ho could mako his fortuno as a game
dog. What's ho doing?"
McKnlght put down his cards, and
rising, wont to tho window. Ab ho
held tho curtain back his customary
grin looked a llttlo forced.
"To tell you tho truth, Lolllo," ho
said, "for tho last two days ho has
been watching n well-known Washing-1
Ing nttornoy named Lawrcnco Blnke
ley. Ho's across tho Btroot now."
It took n moment for mo to grasp
what ho meant.
"Why, It's ridiculous," I asBqrtcd.
"What would they trail mo for? Go
over and tell Johnson to get out of
there, or I'll pot nt him with my re
volver," "You can toll him that yourself."
McKnlght paused and bent forward.
"Hollo, hero's n visitor; a llttlo man
with, string halt."
"I won't sco him," I snld firmly.
"I'vo been bothered enough by re
porters." Wo listened togothor to Mrs. Klop
ton's expostulating tones In tho lower
hall and tho creak of tho boards as
sho enmo heavily up tho stairs. Sho
had n picco of paper in her hand torn
from a pocket account-book, and on it
wns tho name, "Mr. Wilson Budd
Hotchkiss. Important biiBincsB."
"Oh, well, show him up," I snld re
signedly. "You'd better put thoso
cardB away, Rlchoy. I fancy It's tho
rector of tho church around the cor
nor." But when tho door opened to admit
a curiously alort llttlo man, adjusting
his glasses with nervous fingers, my
faco must have shown my dismay.
It waB tho amateur dctcctlvo of tho
Ontario!
I shook hands without enthusiasm.
Horo was tho ono Burvlvor of tho
wrecked car who could do mo nny
amount of harm. Thero was no hopo
that ho had forgotten nny of tho in
criminating details. In fact, ho held
in his hand tho very note-book which
contained them.
His manner was restrained, but It
was evident ho was highly oxcltcd. I
introduced him to McKnlght, who has
tho imagination I lnck, and who
placed him at once, mentally.
"I only learned yesterday that you
had boon er snved," ho said rapid
ly. "Torrlblo accident unspeakable.
Dream about It ull night and think
about It nil day. Brokon arm?". ,
"No. Ho Just wears tho splint to
be dllTorcnt from other peoplo," Mc
Knlght drawled lazily. I glared nt
him; Micro was nothing to bo gained
by antagonizing tho llttlo man,
"Yes, a fractured humerus, which
Isn't ns funny ns It Bounds."
"Humerus humorous! Pretty good,"
no cackled. "I must say you keep up
your Bplrlta pretty woll, considering
everything."
"You soom to hnvo escaped Injury,"
I parried. Ho was fumbling for some
thing in his pockets.
"Yes, I escaped," ho ropllcd ab
stractedly. "Remarkable thing, too.
I haven't a doubt I would havo brokon
my neck, but I landed on you'll never
guess what! I landed head first on
tho very pillow which wns under in
spection at tho time of tho wreck. You
remember, don't you? Whoro did I
put that packago?"
Ho found it ilnnlly and opened it on
n tuble, displaying with somo theatric
allsm a rectangular ploco of muslin
and a similar patch of striped tick
ing. "You recognize It?" hn said. "Tho
the Hole Left by tho Dirk."
stains, you sec, and tho holo mado by
tho dirk. I tried to bring nway tho
entire pillow, but thoy thought I was
stealing it, and mndo mo glvQ it up."
Itlchoy touched tho pleoos glngorly.
"By George," ho said, "and you carry
that around In your pockot! What If
you should mlstnke It for your hand
kerchief?"
But Mr. Hotchkiss was not listen
ing. Ho -stood bent soiuowhnt for
ward, leaning over tho tnblc, and fixed
mo with lila fcrrct-llko eyes.
"Hnvo you soou tho evening papers,
Mr. BInkoley?" ho inquired.
I glanced to where they lay un-
oponod, and shook my bond.
"Then I havo a dlBiigrcoablo task,"
ho Bald with evident relish. "Of
course you hnd consldorcd tho matter
of tho man Harrington's death closed,
after tho wreck. I did myBolf. As far
us I was concorned, I meant to lot It
remain so. Thoro woro no other sur
vivors,' nt least nono Mint I knew of,
nud In splto of circumstances, thoro
woro n number of points In your fa
vor.
"I verified your Identity, for In
stance, ns Boon ns I recovered from
tho shock. Also I found on Inquiring
of your tnllor that you Invariably woro
dark clothing."
McKnlght enmo forward threatening
ly. "Who nro yon, nnyhow?" ho do
manded. "And how is this any busi
ness of yours?" Mr. Hotchkiss was
entirely uurufllcd.
"I hnvo n minor position hore." ho
Bnld, reaching for n visiting card. "I
am a very small patch on the Beat of
government, sir."
McKnlght muttered somothtng about
certain offensive designs ngtilnst tho
said patch nnd rotlred grumbling to
tho window. Our visitor was opening
thov paper with a tromondous expendi
ture of energy. '
"Horo it Is. Listen." Ho rend rap
Idly aloud:
"Tho Pittsburg pollco havo Bent to
BnlMmoro two detectives who nro
looking up tho survivors of tho Ill
fated Washington Filer. It has trans
pired that Simon Hnrrlngton, tho
Wood street merchnnt of Mint city,
was not killed In tho wreck, but wns
murdered In his berth tho night pro
ceding Iho accident. Shortly before
tho collision, John Flandors, tho con
ductor of tho Filer, sent this telegram
to thu chief of police:
"'Body of Simon Harrington found
stabbed In his berth, lower ton, On
tario, nt C:.10 this morning.
'"JOHN FLANDERS, Conductor.'
"It is hoped that tho survivors of
tho wrecked enr Ontario will bo found,
to toll whnt thoy know of tho discov
ery of tho crlmo. j
"Mr. John Gllmorc, bond of tho
stool company for which Mr. Hnrrlng
ton was purclinslngngont, hns signified
his Intention of sifting tho matter to
tho bottom."
"So you seo," Hotchkiss concluded,
"thoro's trouble brewing. You nnd I
nro tho only survivors of that unfor
tunatn car."
I did not contradict him, but I know
of two others, nt lonst: Alison Wost,
and tho woman wo had loft besldo tho
road that morning, bnbbllng incohor-
cntly, her blnck hair tumbling ovor
hervwhlto faco.
"Unless wo can find tho man who
occupied lowor scvon," I suggested.
"I havo already trlod nnd failed. To
find him would not clear you, of
course, unless wo could cstnbllHh somo
connection between htm nnd tho mur
dorcd man. It Is Mio only thing I
seo, however. I hnvo lenrnod this
much," Hotchkiss concluded: "Lower
seven was reserved from Cresson."
Crosson! Whoro Alison West and
Mrs. Curtis had tnkon tho train!
McKnlght enmo forward and sud
denly held out his hand. "Mr. Hotch
klBs," ho said, "I I'm sorry if I havo
been offensive. I thought whon you
enmo In, that, Hko tho Irishman nnd
tho government, you wero 'fornlnat
ub. If you will put thoso cheerful
relics out of Bight somowhorc, 1 should
bo glad to havo you dlno with mo at
tho Incubator." (His namo for his
bachelor apartment.) "Compared with
Johnson, you aro tho groat original
protoplasm."
The strength of this wsb lost' on
llotchklafl, but the Invitation wns
clear. Thoy wont out together, nnd
from my window I wntchod thorn get
Into McKnlght's car. It was raining,
and at tho cornor the Caunnnball
sUlddtd. Across tho street my detect
ive, Ji'bn'jon, looked after them with
his crooked smile. As ho turned up
Ills collar ho snw mo, and lifted his
hut.
I left tho window nnd sat down In
thG growing dusk. So tho occupnnt of
lowor sovon hnd got nil the car ot
Crosson, probably with Alison West
and her compnnlon. Thero was somo
ono sho cared nbout enough to shield.
1 went Irritably to tho door and sum
moned Mrs. Klopton.
"You may throw out thoso roses,"
1 said, without looking nt hor. "Thoy
aro qulto dead."
"Thoy hnvo boon qulto dead for
threo dnyH," she retorted spitefully.
"Kuphomla Hnld you threntoned to
diBmlBs hor If Sho touched thorn."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Agod Emperor of Austria, Nestor ot
tho World's Rulers, Has Wonder
ful Virility and Endurance.
Vienna. Hlo majesty Francis Jo
Bcph, omporor ot Austria and npostolte
king of Hungary, recently colobrntod
his olghtloth birthday anniversary. Ha
was born In Vienna August 18, 1830,
nnd becamo emperor Docembor 2,
1848, whon, at Vienna, he centralized
tho government of tho hotcrogonooua
nationalities composing his ompiro.
On Juno 8, 1867, ho was crowned nt
Budapest as king of Hungary and In
Docomhor of tho onmo year tho om
poror approved a now constitution,
ono of tho most liberal .of continental
Europo, which was promulgated as tho
fundamental law ot thd ompiro. The
n
QsV.Tr-'xr
Emperor Franots Joseph.
policy of conciliation toward tho na
tionalities of his dominions adopted by
Kmporor FrnnclB Joaoph comentcd tho
various pnrts of his empire, and tho
lovo and vcnoratlon shown for tholr
ruler by his pooplo nro not equaled In
any other nation In tho world. Tho
relntlon of tho octogenarian omporor
to his peoplo scorns to partako of that
of n fnthor toward his children.
Tho wondorful virility and physical
strength or his majesty, at his ad
vanced ago, mark tho beloved sov
orolgn of Austria-Hungary as ono ol
tho most romarkablo rulora Europo
haB ovor known, nnd, 'happily, bid
fair to a contlnuanco of his rolgn tot
years to come.
Whon this ncstor of tho world'B nil
ors was born, August 18, 1830, nono ol
I tho present heads of great stuton had
yot seen tho light, although Diaz ol
Moxlco camo Into being when Frnncli
. Joseph was an Infant ot six weeks.
Tho cmporor Is a truo sportsman,
nnd It Is snld of hlu majesty that ho
still possossos all of tho enthusiasm
of youth for hunting chatnola that
most dlfllcult of all high mountain
gamo to kill -nnd In stalking hla
quarry ho exhibits an endurance nnd
zest rarely equaled in men thirty
yonrs younger.
How strenuous this royal patriarch
still Is ho proved whon ho planned a
day's program for Theodore Roose
velt which Included getting up in tho
middlo ot tho previous night and be
ing on tho hunting grounds nt nun
rlso to surprise tho wily caporcallzlo
or wood grouso. And this was tho
only proposition mado to him during
hla triumphal return from Africa that
Booms to havo Bounded a llttlo too
llvoly for tho ox-prosldont. At nny
rato, ho declined, much to tho disap
pointment of "Father Franz," who for
two generations has bean known as
the mlghtlost nimrod among European
royalty.
SNAKE BITES SLEEPING BOY.
Huge Copperhead Enters Houso and
Attacks Child, Inflicting Se
rious Wounds.
Borden, Ind. Asleep In bod In n
houBO on J. W. Lovoll's farm, two
miles from Borden, 7-ycnr-old Harri
son" Monoy wan attacked by a hugo
Copperhead snnko. Tho reptilo thrust
Its fangs novoral times Into tho foot
of tho child, Inflicting wounds which,
It Is fonrcd, will result In death.
Tlio screams of tho child brought
hla parents, Mr. nnd Mrs. Michael
Money, who woro occupying tho ad
joining room, to tho bodnldo of tho
boy. As tho pnronls entered tho robm
thoy saw tho snnko wrlgglo away
through an oponlng In tho wall.
Having nothing In tho houso to ad
minister as nn antldoto to tho polBon,
which nt onco began to blacken tho
foot, tho father hastened to Borden
for n physician, leaving tho mother
with the child. In a fow momonts tho
foot had swollon to twlco Its natural
slzo,
When tho physician had arrived tho
poison had gono nhovo tho kneo.
Throughout a day and night tho physi
cian remained at tho bodsldo adminis
tering antidotes ovory fow momontB,
Tho Moneys llvo at Bonnottsvlllo,
Ind., nnd woro picking berrlos on tho
farm of Mr. Lovoll. Tho houso In
which thoy wero sleoplng consists ol
aprlght boards and a rudely con
structod roof. It was ventllntod by
largo cracks and holes In tho wnlls.
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Boston Reporter, Unlike Moat News
i paper Men, Wns Unfamiliar With
the Scriptures.
Tho "cub" reporter la Mio greenest
reporter on tho staff ot n nowspapor.
When anything particularly stupid
happens on tho pnpor, ho Is tho
flrst to bo accused, and ho la usually
rightly accused. Tho only salvation
for him Is to Improvo, which ho doos
In nino cases out ot a dozon. The
Boston Journal told rocontly of an
amuBlng "break" of a wholly Innocent
nature which n certain oub mado. If
It bIiowb anytiilng, It shows that t
thorough training In tho Bible Is use
ful In other walks ot lite Mian th
ministry.
Tho reporter had boon sent to
suburb to report a sormon. He ar
rlvod late, near Mio closo ot Mie senr
lco, and took n sent near Mio door,
When tho Inst hymn was oror, hf
asked his neighbor, an oldorly gonMe
mnn:
"What was Mio text of tho normon?"
"'Who Art Thou?'" replied tti?
other.
"Boston roportor," replied the other,
Tho man smllod. Subsequently ha
told tho proachor, who nazt Sunday
told tho congregation at tho cub's ex
pense Youth's Companion.
"The Wish Is Father to the Thought."
Dr. Robort L. Wnggonor; tho prosl
Cont of Baldwin uulvorslty, said, la
tho courso ot an addrosB on peda
gogy nt Boroa, O.:
"And ono ot tho moat remarkable
changes in tho last 30 years ot teach
ing Is the abolition of corporal pun
ishment A boy of this generation la
novor whipped. But a boy ot the last
generation welll"
Dr. Wnggonor smiled.
"Tho boys of tho lost goneratlon,"
ho snld, "must havo bolloved that
their Instructors all had for motto:
"'Tho swish Is father to Mis
taught'"
A Business Transaction.
"So Mr. Ponnlwloo married hla typ
ist!" said Miss Cayonno.
"Yob."
"I wondor whether sho gains an !
lowanco or ho merely savos a salary T"
Washington Star.
Misdirected Energy.
"How did tho street car company
como to flro that old conductor? X
thought ho had n pull?" .
"Ho did; but ho didn't uso It on the
cash register." Christian Advocate.
Wo reduce llfo to tho pottlneas ot
our dally living; wo should oxact our
living to Mio grandeur of llfo. Phillips
Brooks.
PRESSED HARD.
Coffee's Weight on Old Age.
Whon prominent men realize Mie In
jurious effects of coffco and Mio change
In hcalMi that Postum can brlngthoy
aro glad to lond tholr tosMmony for
Mio boncflt ot others.
A superintendent of publlo schools
in a SouMiorn stato says: "My moMi
er, slnco hor early childhood, was an
lnvotorato coffoo drlnkor, hnd boon
troubled with hor heart for a numbor
of years and complnlnod of that 'weak
ull over fooling and sick stomach.
"Somo tlmo ago I was making an of
ficial visit to a distant part ot the
country and look dlnnor wIUi ono ot
tho merchants of Mio placo. I noticed
a somewhat peculiar flavor ot Mio cof
foo, and nBkod htm concerning It He
ropllod that It was Postum. I was bo
pleased with It that, of tor tho meal was
ovor, I bought a packago to carry
homo with mo, and had wlfo pre
pare soma for tho noxt meal; Mio
wholu. family liked It so woll that we
discontinued coffco and usod Postum
onMroly.
"I had really boon at times very
anxious concerning my mother's con
dition, but wo notlcod that aflor using
Postum for a short Mmo, sho felt bo
much bottor Mian sho did prior to Us;
uso, am! had little trouble wlMi her
heart and no sick stomach; that the
headaches woro not so frequent, and,
hor gonoral condition much Improved.
This continued unUl she was as wel)
and hearty as tho rest ot us.
"I know Postum has benofltod my
Bolt and tho othor mombora of tho fam
ilybut in a more marked degree la
tho caso ot my mothor, aa she was
victim of long standing."
Etvor read iha nliova letter? A nw
dob appears from time to tlniew They
aro if enuluc, true, nnd full ot fcunuu
tataxcaU