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".TWV " ' y THE NEBRASKA ADVERTISER W. W. HAN I) KKH, Valiltitier. NEMAHA, - NEBRASKA. THE DEBUTANTE. Here In her tlnlnty chamber On the Btiow-whltc boil it lies, The dress that brought such u sparkle Of Joy to her violet eyes. A wonder garment fashioned In yards upon yards of lace, With knots of silvery ribbons To fasten the folds In place. Go lay It away forever In the sweet, dead leaves of tho rose, With tho fan and tho fairy slippers, The glove3 and tho silken hose, Tho bodice, too, that wns fitted To her girlish and graceful shape, And, heavy with frosty fringes, The long white opera, capo. For Madge she Is done with dancing, And tho pleasures and pains of life; No bnbo shall call her mother, And no man call her wife. For below In tho darkened parlor, With her slender feet unshod, She lies on a couch of lilies, All dressed for tho Court of God. Minna Irving, In Tho Puritan. Copyright. 1895, by D. Arpleton & Co. All rlchts reserved. CHAPTER XXIV. Continued. T borrowed an arquebus from one of my men, and the arrangement was that we wore to charge out after a volley, the first shot of which 1 was to lire. All being now ready, it was only necessary for us to wait. I would merely add that in order to prevent dis covery by the neighing of the horses, we had muzzled ours ns far as possible. There was now a dead silence, that was only broken by the rustle of the leaves overhead, an occa sional crack amongst the dry boughs as n squirrel moved against them, or the uneasy movement of a horse, which caused a clink of a chain-bit, and a straining sound made by tho leathers of the saddler', that was not in reality so loud as it seemed; but caused Jacopo and Bande Ncre to scowl fiercely at the unfortunate rider, a scowl which was only equaled by their stolidly impassive faces, when their own beasts sinned. We "had not long to wait; presently we heard voices shouting, the clatter of horses trot ting, a rapid reining in at the ascent, and a number of followers and lackeys, some mounted on horses, others on mules, with led mules beside them, came past, and went on, heedless of the eager faces watching them through the trees. One or two of our horses became so uneasy that 1 was afraid of immediate discovery, but so occupied were 1 the knaves in babbling together, all at once, that what with this, and the thwacking of their nnimals, and in some cases the efforts to remain on, we remained unnoticed. Then there was a short interval, and the suspense was strained to breaking point. In a while we heard the firi beat of a war horse's hoof, anil our quarry came in view. First came Monsignoro Boznrdo, a tall, thin man, wrapped in a purple cloak, with n fur cap on his head, lie rode a strong ambling mule, and by his side was the commander of iho escort. Immediately behind were four troopers, then the mules with the ducats, behind these again six other lances, whilst tho rear was brought up by half-a-dozen lackeys, without a sword amongst them. But what struck me almost dumb with surprise was that the leader of the escort was none other than IVKntrangues himself. There could be no mistake, his visor was up, and I saw the sallow face, the long red mustache, and almost caught the cold glint of his cruel eye. At last! I raised my arquebus and covered him. At last! But a touch of my finger and the man was dead. I could not miss, my heart was mad within me, but my wrist was firm as steel. In another moment he would be dead, dead, and my revenge ac complished. It was already in my hand. I looked nside for n second at the line o breathless faces watching me, then back again to the muzzle of my weapon. D'En trangucs was now not 20 yards away. 1 could scarcely breathe as I pointed the ar quebus at his heart. 1 had already begun to press the trigger, when something seemed to come across my mind like lightning. I saw in a moment that lonely room in the Al bizzi palace, where I had kneeled to my God nnd sworn to put aside my vengence. The weapon shook in my grasp. "Kire, signore," whispered Jncopo hoarsely. With an effort I jerked the muzzle in the air, and pulled the trigger. The report was followed by four others, and two of tho troopers fell. The next moment we were on Ihem with n shout, and there was a clash of steel, as fierce blows we're struck and re ceived, now and again a short angry oath, and sometimes n cry of pain. I did not want to take life, but a trooper came at me, so I had to run him through the heart, and the man fell forward under Castor's hoofs, with .1 yell 1 shall never forgot. Tho next instant D'Entranguc.) njid I crossed blades, and whether he recognized me or not 1 do not know, but he fought with a skill nnd fierce cess 1 have never seen equaled. At last I lost my temper, and cut savagely ut him. He parried on the forto of his blade, but so furious was tho stroke that it broko the weapon in his hand, nnd almost unhorsed him. Homing back skillfully he avoided an other cut I made at him, 'and drawing 11 wheel lock pistol from his holster, fired it straight at mo. At the flash, some one dashed between us. I heard a scream which froze tho blood in me, and a body lurched forward nnd fell to my side, whilst a rider less horse plunged through the press, nnd galloped away. 1 saw tho light of the golden head ns it fell, and forgetting everything, forgetting D'rhitrnngues, forgetting all but tho fact that a dreadful deed was done, I sprang down from Castor, nnd raised St. Arman'do in my nrins. A3 1 did this a hoarse yell from my men told me tho day was won; Jiut I had no cars for thin, uo eyes for any thing, except the slight figure, which lay in my arms gasping out its life. "Congratulations, signore, wo have taken the lot," and Jncopo, bleeding and dusty, lode up beside me. "At too great a price," I groaned; "help me to carry " I could say no more. "Here, two of you secure those mules Bande Ncrc, see to tho wounded Queen of Heaven tho chevalier" and Jacopo, giv ing his sharp orders, sprang down beside me, nnd together wo bore our unconscious bur den under the shadow of the oaks. A dark figure stepped to our side, nnd kneeling down supported the lifeless head on hisnriu, whilst hot tears fell from his eyes, ns he praved over her. It was the abbe. "How did this happen?" 1 asked, "did I not say you were not to move?" "It wns done at once," he nnswered, "I could not prevent it alas! How can 1 carry this talc back to St. Armando?" "Wntcr. excellency." Jacopo had brought some clear water in his helmet. I thanked him with a look, nnd lie stepped back, leaving us three together, two who were living, nnd one who wns going away. 1 bathed the forehead and drawn lips, from which flowed a thin stream of blood, and ns 1 did so her, eyes opened, but the film of death was on them. "Di Savelli Ugo ," nnd she wns gone. Gone like a flash, flung swiftly nnd fast into eternity, struck down, perhaps unwit tingly, by the nrm which should have been a shield to her. I hnvo often wondered if D'Entrnngucs ever know who fell to his pistol shot. If he did, God pity him! In tho one glimpse I caught of his white face, as he swung round nnd rode oir, 1 thought I saw a look of horror. But everything went so quickly, that- then I had no time to think, nnd now I can recall but the end. To her dead lips Cnrillon pressed his cruci fix, into her dead cars he mumbled prayers. 1 knelt tearless, and prnyerless, beside him, thinking only of the great love that had laid down a life. One by one my men stole up, nnd stood in a half circle, leaning on the cross-hnndles of their swords, over which the grim, bearded faces looked down on us in pity. Suddenly Carillon raised his crucifix aloft. "My Father,." he cried, "receive her soul!" And some 0110 said softly: "Amen!" CHAPTER XXV. THE VENGEANCE OF COUTE. We buried our dead; and madame slept beneath the ilex, in the courtyard at the castle, below the north wall. Over her name less grave we raised a rude cross, and after it was done, Cnrillon bnde mo farewell. He was going, he said, to bear tho story to St. Armando, nnd when ho reached it, 1 wit there was sorrow in the Picard chateau, w hence madame took her nnme. It was with a heart of lead that I rode into Sassoferrato, and there, as arranged, made over my prize to Hawkwood. Tho talc of the ducnts was complete, nnd the Englishman, giving me my quittance, held out his hand, saying bluntly: "I wronged you, Di Savelli; but 1 know now. Wo all know, for Bayard has told us." 1 hesitated. Many memories came to me, and there was bitter resentment in my soul. They had nil been too ready to believe. They had flung me forth ns a thing too vile to touch, and now it wns an easy matter to hold out a hand, to say: "I am sorry," to think that a civil word would heal n hideous wound. Tho kind world wns going to forgive me, because it had wronged me. Such as it was, however, it was the world, nnd things had made mo n little humble. After all, if the positions were reversed; if I stood in Ilawkwood's place, and he in mine, how should I have acted? I would not like to say. "Come," said Hawkwood, "let the past be covered. Come back we want you." "As you will," and 1 took his grasp; "I will come back in a little time. Till ihon adieu!" "Good-by!" and we parted. Five minutes later, I was spurring to Rome, my following at my heels. It wns, in 11 manner, putting my nock on tho block, for Boznrdo was probably making his way thither with all speed, and doubtless D'En trnngucs ns well. Recognition wns almost certain; but risk or no risk, I was bound to sec the cnrdinal, and tell him my task was done. Little did I think, however, ns Cos tor bore me, with his long, easy gallop, across the oak forests of the Nora, that the face of nifairs in Koine had been changed in an hour, and that, had 1 so wished, 1 might have, in snfety, proclaimed what 1 had done from the very house tops. As wo camo nearer the city, it was evident that there wns nine gieat commotion within, for, from every quarter pillars of dim smoke rose up in spiral columns, and then spreading out like a fan hung sullenly in tho yellow of the sun set. It was clear that houses were burning, nnd swords were out. We soon began to meet parties of fugitives, hurrying from the city, nnd innking across country in all di lections. They nvoided us like the plague, and the mere glint of ournrms wassuflicient to make them scatter to right nnd left, leav ing such property ns they could, not bear with 1 hem to tho tender mercies of th roadside. Some of my men were eager to ride after tho runaways, and question them; but I forbade this, knowing we should hear soon enough, nnd that if there were danger, it would be best to hold together. "Per Bncco!"aud ilncopo, riding up beside mo, pointed to n black cloud, which slowly rose and settled above the vineynrds of the Pnieinn hill, "wo had best go with a leaden boot, excellency. There is a devil's carnival in Home, or I am foresworn." At this juncture, we turned an abrupt cor ner of the road, coining upon a crowd of fugitives, who seemed to be running for wards, caring little where they went, so that they put a distance between them and Koine. Amongst the throng wns a figure I iccog nized; and in a mean habit, mounted on a mule, which was seized with an obstinate fit, and refused to budge, although soundly thwacked, I saw tho cardinal of Striaonin. Bidding .iaeopo keep tho men together, I lode iqi to him, and asked: "Can I render your eminence any aid?" His round eyes, starting out of his head like a runaway h.iro's, glanced at me in fear, ond the stick ho bore dropped from his hand, 110 doubt much to the satisfaction of tho mule. At first he was unable to speak, for my words seemed to fill the man with tenor, and I had to repeat the question, before he stammered out: "Von are mistaken, sir; 1 am no eminence, but a poor brother of Mount Carinel, on my way to Foligno, out of this hell behind me," and ho glanced over his shoulder towards Koine. "1 see," I nnswered with n smile, "but if the poor brother of Mount Cnrmel will look more closely nt 1110, ho will see a friend. In short, your eminence, 1 am Di Savelli." "Corpo di Baccol I mean our Lady bo thanked. And so it is you, cnvaliere! Take my advice, and turn your horse's bend to Foligno. On benst!" and he kicked at the mule, which moved not an inch. "I nm for Koine, your eminence; but what hns happened?" "Oh, that I had a horse!" he groaned. "What has happened? Everything hns hap pened. Alexander is dead or dying. Ccsaro dead, they say, and burning in hndes by this. Orsini and Colonnn nt the old gnnio of ham mer and tongs" "And the cardinnl D'Antbo'sc?" "Safe enough, 1 believe, ns tho Orsini hold tho Borgo, nnd have declared for France." "Irust me, your reverence, you will bo safer in Koine than out of it. The whole country will rise nt tho news, nnd the hnbit of Mount Carmcl will not save tho cnrdinal of Strigonia. Turn bnck with me, nnd I will escort you to the Palazzo Comcto." To make a short story, D'Este agreed after a little persuasion, and the mule wns kind enough to nmble back very willingly to Koine. Wo plnccd his eminence in tho cen terof our troops, ami went onwards, entering the city by tho Porta Pincinnn, riding along leisurely in the direction of S. Trinitn di Monti, and thenco straight on towards the Kipetta. It was n work of no little danger to make this last passage, for everywhere bands of plunderers were engaged in gutting the houses, many of which were in flames, and wo continunlly came across dead bodies, or passed houses from which we heard shrieks of agony. We could help no 0110 It was all we could do to keep our own heads on our shoulders; but by dint of shouting, ACoIonnnl with the Colonnn, nnd Orsini! Orsini!" with their rivals, nnd sometimes hitting n shrewd blow or two, wo crossed the Kipetta, and in n few minutes were safe in the I'alnzzo Corneto. Here we were received by Lo CIcrc, who comforted the trembling Strigonia, with the assurance that an excellent supper nwaited him, informing me, almost in the same breath, that D'Ainboise was in the Vatican. I lost uo time in repairing thither, which I did on foot, nccompanied by Jncopo alone, and made my way without let or hindrniKo to the Torre Borgia. Here everything was in the wildest confusion, nnd the Spanish sol diers of tho pope were plundering right and left. 1 stumbled across Do Lcyva, who, with n few men nt Uis bnck, wns trying to main tain order. He gladly accepted the offer of M-Jh S And silo wns (runs. my sword, nnd we did what wo could to pre vent tho wholesale robbery from going on. In a brief interval of rest, 1 asked: "Do you know where D'Ainboise is?" "In the Sistine chapel, with half-a-dozen others; De Briconnct guards the entrance." "And Alexander?" "Dead or dying I do not even know where is is; Don Michclo hns seized as much as ho can, nnd, carrying Ccsaro on n litter has escaped to Ostia." "Then Casaro is not dead " "No. Cross of St. James! sec that?" and ho pointed to n reeling drunken crowd, full with wine and plunder, who passed by us with yells, into the great reception-rooms. Followed by the few men who remained steady, Do Leyva dashed after them, and with Jncopo nt my heels, I mnde for the Sistine chapel. I reached the Scaln Kegia, and although I knew the Sistine chapel was but a few feet distant, yet, owing to the darkness Hint prevailed, 1 missed the way, nnd Jncopo wns of course unable to. help inc. Groping onwards we came to a small door, and pushing it,- found it to open easily. It led into n narrow, vaulted passage, where the darkness was as if n velvet curtain of black hung before us. "I do not like the look of this, excellency," said Jncopo, ns wo halted in front of the door. "Keep n drawn sword," I answered, "and follow me." Wo could only go in single file, and picked our way with the greatest care, our feet ring ing on tho stone floor. Except for this, tho silence wns intense, and wo could hear no sound of the deviltry outside. The passage continued, until wo almost began to think it had no end, but at last the darkness gave way to a seiuigloom, nnd a faint bar of light gleamed ahead of us. At this wo increased our pace, finding a sharp corner, a l.ttlo be yond which rose a winding flight of stairs, ending before n half-open door, through which the dim light canto. I put my foot on tho first of tho steps, and was about to as cend, when we wero startled by hearing n ihoan of mortal agony, followed by n laugh, bo wild and shrill, so exultant, and yet so full of malice, that it chilled us to tho bone. It pealed through the door, nnd echoed down the passage behind ii", until the horrid cadence became fainter and fainter, finally dying awny into the black darkness. "God save us!" exclaimed Jacopo, "it is it fiend laughing its way to hell." Ho went on, with chattering teeth, to adjure me to go nofiiithcr; but crossing my self, I bado him bo silent, nnd stopped for wnrdri. Since that moan of agony, and ler liblo laugh of triumph, there was no sound, nnd 1 could alinoht hear my heart boating, ns I reached the door. .Jacopo had nerved him self to follow me, nnd stood pale and trem bling at my shoulder, his sword quivering in his shaking hand. I was myself not free from fear, for no man mny combat with spirits, but after n moment's hesitation, I looked cautiously in. I saw beforo 1110 n room of great size, dimly lighted by two tnll can dles, burning on each side of a massive bed ?&: IKli & ii stead, on which lay n man bound, nnd w.'ilh ing in the throes of death. The light, though fnint around the room, fell full on the face of the ninn, nnd horribly ns the fentures were changed, distorted ns they were, I saw they were those of Alexander, nnd that ho was in his last agony, alone nnd friendless in his splendid palace. Vet not alone, there was another figure in the room. As 1 looked, it Flopped out of the gloom of the rich curtains at tlu window, nnd standing over the bed, laughed again, that terrible lnugh of devilish joy. At tho sound, the dying man moaned through his black, foam-clothed lips, and Corle, for it was he, bent over tho body nnd mocked him. "Koderigo Borgin, Vicar of Christ, hell yawns for you; but n few moments, Borgin, but n few moments of life; think you, that you puffer now? There is more coining things 1 oven cannot dream of." In the face of Alexander cnino so nwful a look of en treaty that I could bear it no longer. I stepped into the room, nnd putting my hand on Cortc's shoulder, said: "Come, let him die in peace." Ho turned on mo with a snarl, but recog nizing me, laughed again. Ha! ha! Let him die in pence. Why, man, you saw her die, and can say this? Buthois going too. ltisn week since his doc tor, Matthew Corte, bled him for an ague, and touched him with n little knife, just n I'ttle pin prick. He began to die thou; but hell is not yet hot enough for him, He dies in too much peace. Why, my dog died in more agony! But he hns felt something. See those torn curtains! See this disordered room! Ho tore those curtains in his mnd lies. He bit nt the wood of the chairs, ho howled like n dog nt tho moon, nnd they tied him here, ami left him. 1 alone watch. I will let him dio in pence. Ha! hnl It is good. 1 do not want him to dio yet. I give him food, nnd he lives. In a little while per haps he will die. But in peace! hal ha! I could almost dio with laughter, when I hear that. It is too good! Hnl ha!" I saw it was hopeless to do anything with Corte, and the pope was beyond repair. 1 might liavo cut down tho madman, but it would have served no purpose. For a mo ment 1 thought I would pass my sword through the Borgia, and free him from pain. It would hnvo been a mercy, but 1 luckily had tho sense to restrain myself. Again, Alexander deserved his fnte, and a few min utes more or less would mnke no difference. So I left the wretch to die the death of n dog, that befitted his life, and turning 011 my heel, went bnck through the passage. Jncopo heaved a sigh of relief as wo came out, and I felt n different man ns I rnn down tho steps of tho Scnla Kegia. Hero 1 met with Do Leyva again, and told him what 1 had seen. "The Cnmcrlengo has just gone to him," he answered, referring lo the pope, "nnd you have missed D'Ainboise. He has returned to the Palazzo Corneto. I can do nothing here, and nm going myself. Do you walk or ride? 1 hnvo no horse." "Wnlk," 1 answered, nnd the Spaniard linked his arm in mine, as, followed by Jacopo, wo took our way back to tho car dinal's house. On reaching there I sought D'Ainboise nt once. He had heard of my arrival, and was awaiting me. Aftcrnbrief greeting, 1 told him his business was done, nnd handed him tho quittance I had received from Hawkwood. He was mightily pleased, as may be im agined. 1 felt it my duty to inform him of the death of St. Armando, tolling him how it occurred, without in any way disclosing my knowledge of the secret, llo was much affected. "It is a sad business," he said, "but wo have other things to think of now. Mon Dicu! mon Dieu!" And In this day 1 nm unaware if he knew or not. But the night was not yet over, nnd Into as it was, there were yet things to bo done. About midnight wo heard that Alexander was dead, and a few minutes later Gentil' Orsini hurried to the cardinal. They held n hasty council, and Do Briconnct nnd I were summoned. News had come that Cesare had not yet left Ostia, that he was too ill to travel, and D'Ainboise and Orsini resolved on a bold stroke. It wns nothing less than the capture of Borgia. Orsini offered to lend 200 lances for the purpose, but n lender was wanted. He could not go himself, ns his nreh enemy, Fnbrizio Colomia, held all Koine on tho left bank of the Tiber, and was in sufficient force to make a dnsh for the Borgo at any moment. The short of it was, that nt the cardinal's recommendation, I received the command, nnd about two in the morning set out for Ostia. If the ships Ccsaro had hired had arrived the matter was ended, and we could do nothing; but if not, there was every chance of his surrendering without n blow, ns although ho had about 500 men with him, they wero not to be relied on, ex cept the half-dozen cut-throats who formed his personal guard, and who might be trusted to fight to tho Inst. Tho luck which had followed 1110 so far favored me ngain, and pressing on ns fast ns our horses could benr us, we ennic up with the fugitives in tho early morning. Only one ship, too small to hold all, had come, and they were crowded on the banks of tho Tiber, making every ef fort to embark. Tho river shore whb strewn with the enormous quantity of baggngc they had with them, and a scene of the utmost confusion took place on our arrival. Tho ship was drawing up to the quny, and wo could see the litter of tho Bor&in, surround ed by tho few men who meant to fight. Tho nlfnir was over in five minutes, nnd Ccsaro was my prisoner. Seeing how matters stood, tho master of tho ship anchored in midstream, heedless of tho yells and exe crations of the followers of the Borgin, who wero not spared by my men. Indeed, 1 had great difficulty in keeping Ccsaro from harm, lie was in truth very ill, but was nblo to gasp out as ho yielded: "Maldetto! It is my fate. I had pre pared for everything except being ill." He then lay back in his litter, and spoko no more. TO IIH CONTINUED. Woman's Wit. Tne Frunch ambassador of the day complained to a bright Englishwoman of high rank becnuso her conn try failed to int'erveno in the Frnnco-l'nissinii war, ending his diatribe with the re mark: "After all, it was. to be expect ed. We used to think you were a nation of shopkeepers, and now we know you are." "And we," said she, "used to think the French a nntlon of soldiers, and now we know they are not." X. Y. Post. OHIO REPUBLICANS. rim I'liitform Cordially Indorse Ktnitn- slon ami I.nuilK 1'nnt Achievement of thn l'urty Dtdegiitoi-iU-I.iirge. Columbus, 0., April 20. Tho rc puhllcuu Hluto convention hero yes terday wns of national significance. Tho delegated nnd ulternntcs-uHargo represent elose personal ns well tin political friends of 1ho president, nnd the platform is just us it came from Washington with the addition of tho untl-triiHt resolution nnd the omis sion of the Porto Kleun resolution. The pint form adopted reaffirms tho declaration of principles inudo by tho republican party in St. Louis in 1800, ' indorses the administration of Presi dent MoKlnley and declares that un der thu wise and beneficent adminis tration the republican party has re stored prosperity to tho country. Tho platform continues: In tho Held of world duty nnd Influenco tho party met an unavoidable war for humanity with uncqunlcd vigor nml success, hns crowned tho matchless tri umph of our arms on sen and land with tho courageous acceptance, of Its high nml solemn obligations, hns faithfully studied and sought equally the true honor of tho nation and tho greatest good of tho peoples who have camo under our ting, and ban through tho wise uso of expnnded opportunity led our country on pathways of greatness nnd renown. Wo realllrm tho principle on which tho republican party had Its birth and on which Abraham Lincoln wns elected pres ident, that thu representatives of thn peoplo hnvo full power over territory be longing to thu United States, In harmony with nnd subject to thn fumlnmcntnl safe guards of our freo Institutions for lib erty, Justleo nnd porsonal rights. Wo sustain tho president and congress In ex ercising this power with duo regurd for tho snfety ami welfare of tho union and with tho most Just, generous, humnno nnd fraternal consideration for those over whom tho authority of tho nation Is ex tended. Wo advocatu for them freo schools, full security for life, liberty nnd prosperity, tho most liberal measures for tho development of their agriculture nml Industry, nnd the largest degreo of local solf-rulo for which they nro lilted. Wo hnvo fnlth In American patriotism, cliur nctor nnd capacity, and wo know that American government will extend tho Incstlmabln blessings of freedom, law ami civilization to tho peoples who nro brought under our protection. The Insurrection of Agulnnldn Is kept allvo by tho hope of democratic success based on tho false cry of "Imperialism." Wo condemn this unpntrlotto policy an being responsible for tho continued war In thu Philippines, with Its cost of lives. Buffering und trensuro. THE CONSPIRATOR TRAPPED. Mini AVI10 Alurrlitil n Wumitii to tint IIr Monuy nml Tlinu l)Hiirtd llur ut Lust l.odgnd In iliill. Guthrie, Olc, April SO. C. D. Gluzo wns arrested at Oklahoma City and brought here and locked in jail upon a charge of embezzlement and fraud. Glaze deserted his wife here a year ago, several mouths after he married her, leaving her sick in bed, taking $5,000 of her money, Helling her farm and even disposing of her horse and ""fe'fe'y- l'u Hud to Alaska. The caso was so aggravated that the governor offered $:t()() for the arrest and con viction of Glaze. Mrs. Glaze, who has since obtained a divorce, was formerly the wife of Henry .Kendall, a well known money lender of this city. Sho obtained a divorce from Kendall short ly before marrying Glaze, receiving nbout $7,000 alimony. After Gluze'a disappearance it wuh learned from let ters he wrote that he was a nephew of Kendall and otrmo here at. thu hit ter's solicitation to marry the woman and make away with her money. CREATED A SENSATION. Coiigrflftsmnn Moody AacuHnd a Follnw- M timber of Kuunlviiig JSomln unit Ntoolc of 11 I'nouiiiHllo TiiIm) Company. Washington, April UO. In tho house Wednesday Mr. Moody mnde a bitter attack on the pneumatic tubu provision in the post office Villi. Tho service, he said, was constructed by contractors who took their pay in stocks and bonds. He created a sen sation ivy declaring that one of tho principal holders of these stocks wuh a member of the house committee 011 appropriations. Mr. Moody declined to give his name. The house voted, 87 to 50, to strike out of the bill tho entire appropriation for pneumntio tube service. llneln Hum Averted tho (,'onlllet. New Orleans, April 20. The steam ship Sunniva, which sailed from Blue fields less than a week ago, reached port to-night. At tho time of her de parture from the Central American port absolutely all danger of a war between Costa Kiea and Nicaragua was over. The residents of Nicaragua are now beginning to realize that tho United States took a hand in averting the conflict. Tim Hours Itntlrn from AVeponur. London, April 20. The war oflleo bus issued the following from Lord Roberts, dated Bloemfontein, April 25: "The enemy retired from in front of Wepcner last night and this morn ing fled northeastward along tho Ladybrand road. Their number waa between 4,000 and 5,000." Qnuy Heads the Delegation. Harrisbiirg, Pa., April 20. The Pennsylvania republican convention selected eight delegntes-at-largo to the Philadelphia national convention headed by ex-Senator Quay, and in structed them to vote for MoKinley. 'I I kji- ( iAA&vi? w .M.U &