MOTHER'S GIRL. ^ . Sleeve* to the dimpled elbow. fhin lu the sweet blue eyes, To end fro upon errand* -iri is a bless In r. Aud motbor is wed content BLIND JUSTICE. BV DBKEN B. MATIIEKS CHAPTER VJI—Coxtini ki). Then ensued adisplay of Histrionic power, for which I was not in the least prepared, for snatching up a piece of cord lying near, ho rapidly 'wound it round his arms, simulating m man who is securely bound, then threw himself on the ground, stretched himself stiffly out and simu lated death. The Styrian watched him closely, but without visible comprehension, till Jake by a series of jerks that sthowed considerable muscular on ergy. but still preserving in Ills features a eorpse-llke rigidity brought himself to the opon mouth of tho cellar and mado a feint' of £oing through it head foremost. This. I need scarcely say. he was most careful not to do, and having opened his eyes and sat up, he point ed downward with much vigor, re peating: “Seth Troloar down there!’’ till the sudden ilash of comprehen sion on tho Styrian’s face convinced bim that he was understood. Then he replaced the trap-door, tossed the cord back to whore ho found it, brushed some of tho dust -from his jersey, und wita aconlirma tory nod meant to convoy "its all true,” mado trucks for tho door. But the Styrian’s strong hand caught him back. “Murdered!” burst from his lips in . .Austrian, and in defiance,of common sense, but strange to say, whether it be that tim thought of murder, or wnther its image, is able to convoy ftscif in one flash from eyo to eye, being by its human horror as well understood of the deaf as the aumb, Jake distinctly understood tho Styr ian’s question and nodded vehe mently. For a few moments the stranger stood motionless, all his energies concentrated in thought, then ho made a gesture of inquiry, Skat said as plain as possible. ! •'llow!'’’ Jake was equal to the occasion, *n3 performed his part so well that I wan not surprised to hear later that he had often rehearsed the whole drama in the tap room of tho "Chough and Crow. ” tie crossed the room, threw himself into a chair, the chair in which Seth Ttadoar had sat on the night of his ■return. In this ho leaned back, af fecting to sit up shortly, and look auilingly at some one who ap proached him. He thon pretended to take some vessel from tho invisible person, to swallow its contents, to be seized at onco with violent pain and sickness (it was droll to sec him, fa tho paroxyisms of agony, still beeping a weather eye on tho door, fa ease of my return), to roll on the pround In convulsions, biting and bieking like a rabid dog. and finally to stretch himself out stiff and stark, sen if the last office he required would be at the hands of the undertaker. The Styrian had , watched with bent brows .the first part of tho pan tomime, fully perceiving its signifl -cance, however grotesquely ex pressed. yet I saw in a moment that it neither surprised nor convinced bim, and I said to myself, “This man listens to a circumstantial talo toat is entirely vitiated by some aecret knowledge that ho possesses. ” Jake, out of breath, and disap- ! pointed with the effect of his sim- j dilated death, came nearor the im- ! passive man, who looked up sud- \ -steniy, and began • a pantomime of i Jus own. I caught his meaning before Jake I -43U1. ■••Did Seth Treloar die of poison I "before be was pushed into the cel lar, or after?” But v/hen Jake had made him un -derstand, an expression of in credulity, quickly followed by aston ishment, crossed his face, he turned -•side, threw out his hands vehe 'Baently. and his thundered out Aus trian, “No! No! Impossible!” reached 'me clearly where l stood. < Jake shrugged his shoulders and •lipped away, he knew he had stayed ,foo long already. For some moments after he had -gMM the Styrian stood motionless, revolving many things clearly not pleasant in his mind. Then he smiled evilly, and half drew from a fold in his sash a pistol of curious -workmanship, and it neoded not his significant v look at the stair-case leading to my sleeping quarters to ■convince me that here was a man •only to be fooled at serious personal ertak to the fooler. He put back the pistol, produced *be little horn box. shook out some of its contents into the palni of his Sum J, and swallowed it. I saw the color distinctly—white. Involuntarily I thought of another anau whom 1 had seen tqking a pinch ?■ of white powder out of a box, but . with very different results. > Over the Styrian's face stole the «eaae expression of voluptuous satis ■ Caution that I had noticed on the pre visus night then be turned to the teblc as though hi*', appetite were freshly whetted, and. without wait ing for me, sat down and fell to. The aot oonvlnccd mo of his utter contempt and indiffcronce to me. 1 counted for nothing: ho had come to fullill a purpose, and meant to do it: my prosonco here could noithor hinder nor advance him one jot. So he thought—but through my brain had just darted an idea so wild, so inspired, that I felt absolutely giddy as 1 left my loop-hole and regained the frosh morning air. CHAPTER VIII. The Styrian had tho graco to rise as 1 entered the room, but in the very tono of his greeting I observed a change, and know that ho al ready distrusted mo. His appetite, however, was in no way affected, for he put away vast quantities of butter, choose and milk, looking ut me with a kind of pity as I made my moderate meal of coffee and broad. When he had finished, ho leaned across the table ana looked mo full in tho face, a tough, resoiute oyed fellow, who might have passed for a brigand whoso only law was his own will. •‘Seth Troloar was murdered,” he said. “Who murdered him?” I neither turned my eyes away from him, nor answered savo by shrugging my shouldors. and shak ing my head. ••He was killed first, then thrown down that trap-door.” (Ho pointed to it)., “Why was ho killed** I re peat, who killed him?" “That is what I am trying to find Mill ** T anil] Tho .Styrian looked at mo with eyes that searched my very soul. “You do not know?” ho said. “I do not know." “Does any one know?" said the Styrian. “Seth Troloar." The Styrian laughed harshly, “Of course—but the man who killed Seth Troloar?" “I believe Seth Troloar killed him self.” “And who throw him down tho trap-door?" “Another person—for reasons wholly unconnected with his death." Tho Styrian sat rigid, and con centrated in thought. “It is u strange story,” ho said. “A man dibs, is thrust into a cellar. If he had died by his own hand why not bury him? To whoso advantage was it to hide him? Whoever did so must surely have come under sus picion?" I said nothing, the filling of my pipe ocoupied me. “Ycu are playing the fool with me," said the Styrian in a hoase gut tural voice," “but the truth I will have, even if it cost your life." I laughed contemptuously at his molodraraatic tone. “It is not my life that is in ques tion," I said, “but that of, as I be lieve, an ontirely innocent person. The manner of Seth Treloar’s death did arouse suspicion, and the person accused is now in prison.” I paused. “Found guilty?” said tho Styrian. “Under sentence of death,” I con tinued, "but that person no more murdered him than you or I did.” “Who was the person?" said the Styrian. “The woman," I said, “with whoso portrait you fell in love, and whom you have come all the way to seek; the woman,’! added slowly, •• who was his wife." The Styrian thrust back his chair, leaped to his feet, and turned on mo with the ferocity of a mai bull. "His wife—ms wife! You are mad, and a liar! She was his sister, he would not have dared to fool me so!" He literally towered over mo. his great stature rooming to rise higher with tho wrath and fury that swelled him; his clenched fist involuntarily moved to fall with crushing force on my head, but I did not stir, and with an oath he dropped it by his side, though his features remained dark ttuu uuavuiseu wnn passion. ‘ Ho lied to you.” I said quietly; “he was always a liar and a rogue. And he wanted to make hor some thing worse than himself. So far he meant honestly by you, that he would have taken her to you, and sold her as his sister—if she would have let him. ” “And she killed him when he told her of his intention.” said the Styrian more calmly, “and hid him yonder? She must be a strong wo man and her will must be as strong as her heart" He snatched ■ at a slender gold chain hanging round his throat and drew out a locket which he opened, and looked at with a frown that gradually softened into extraordinary tenderness and love. “She did right,” he said suddenly and passionately. “The man was a hound and liar, it was not her fault that he deceived mo, and he deserved all he got; she must have been a good woman to bo so angry; and he is' dead, she is free now—free—” He stopped suddenly as one palsied by a sudden thought; for some moments he did not speak, then striding over to me ho seized my arm and, shaking me violently, said. “Where is she? Speak! O! God! She is in prison. She is to die—to die for killing that scoundrel?" ••Sho did not kill him,” I said. “I told you that before. But she will be banged all the same.” As I spoke I released myself with a sudden exercise of strongth that sont him reeling backwards, and seemed to astonish him. “Tell me the truth,” he said, with ; more respect in his tone than he had hitherto 'shown me. “You do not believe her guilty, and I forgive her if she is.” i I could have smiled at his sultan like assumption that Judith was ab solutely at his disposal, but the granaeur of bis simplicity impressed mo. and 1 l>egan my story without loss of tlmo. Ho hoard the account of Treloir'a married life without much emotion, though he occasionally gave vent to an expression of disgust; but when I brought .Stephen upon the scene, he became transformed into an enraged man who sees snatched from bis lips the morsel he hungrily covets. "And she loves him, she adores him, this miserable fisherman,’’ he cried. 1 shrugged ray shoulders. "Who can answer for a woman?” I said. "All women love comfort, and, as you say. he is poor. And she is not his wife,” I added, narrowly watching his working faco; "if by any miracle you could save her, who knows but that-’’ 1 did not com plete the sentence, but I saw ho understood mo. “Wife to one man. mistress to an other,” ho said, the words dropping harshly and slowly from his lips, "so that is the woman I’ve come all this wuy to find—but go on with the I story, there will bo more surprise VAt ’• I I described Seth Treloar’s return to Smuggler’s Hole, his disappear ance, the departure of Stephen and Judith next morning, her return to tho hut for a few moments, and her strange conduct in the train, where I was eye-witness to the incident of tho box of arsenic and the effect produced on Stephen when he tasted it. (At this point the Styrian laughed contemptuously, as a iire-eater might at one who dreaded firo.) I went on to relate how I recovered the box that Judith had thrown out of tho window, how I traced her as the woman who had left a man hidden away at Smuggler's Hole, how I had caused her to be brought back to England and put on her i trial, how b1iq had been condemned, on circumstantial evidence, to death, and how only a short time now would elapse before the carrying out of the sentence. I then gave him a succinct account of the events of that night, as related by Judith herself. The Styrian had not asked a single question during the recital, but I had read first scorn and then flat denial in his face when I described tho dose of arsenic found in the dead man's stomach; he even waved his hand impatiently as if to motion away an absurdity, but when I had ceased to speak, he began a very vivid cross-examination of me. “You are sure that the potion she gave him was harmless, beyond keeping him asleep for twenty-four hours?” “Quito sure.” "Ihere was no trace of poison found in the stomach besides arsenic?" “None.” “She did not bruise or injure him when she hid him in the cellar?” “There was not a mark or bruise of any kind on him.” “It would be dark when he came to his senses, there would be no light by which he could see the trap door above, and his arms were bound; did the rope hang in such a manner that in the dark he would strike against it or touch it?” “No. By lifting his hands he could touch it—not unless." “How could abound man do that?” “He could have shifted the cord easily—as any other man of half his muscular strength could have done.” “Always supposing that he had not swallowed enough arsenic to kill a dozen men,” said the Styrian, whose oxcitomerit increased each moment, though he made visible efforts to subdue it. “Arsenic that was never adminis tered by his wife,” I said boldly, “but by—himself. God knows by what devilish agency a man is able to take a life-destroying drug and thrive on. it. but you at least should know, since you carry a box with similar contents to the one he carried, and without which, and possibly for lack of it, he died.” [TO BE CONT1NUEIX J The Commander of a Big Cruiser. The commander of the big cruiser New York is an extremely exclusive man when his ship is in action. High above her spar deck is a con ning tower made of metal so thick that it seems to the layman who looks at it that no missle could pene trate it Where the roof of the tower comes down there is a narrow slit around the tower through which the commander peers. The slanting roof hangs over this slit far enough to prevent even a minie ball from en tering the .crack. Should the big cruiser go into action the commander would ascend into the tower and from there steer'and fight his ship. The quarters are so cramped that a tall man can barely stand erect. There is room only lor the com mander and one other to assist him. It is a little bit of a metal box on a floating fortress of iron and steel, but in there could be done the most destructive and deadly work. A'Woman’s Heart. I She, gently—I am afraid I do not lovo you enough to be your wife, but I shall always be your friend, and sincerely wish for your happiness. He, moodily- I know what I’ll do. She, anxiously—You surely will not do yourself an injury? He. calmly--No; I will find hap piness. I will marry some one else. She—Horrors! Give me another dayTe consider, dear. Carried Oat. Miss Passe still makes a valliaru struggle to carry out the Illusions of youth. ” “Yes, and she succeeds pretty well, .too.” ••Do you think so?” • 'Certainly. There’s nothing left of it.’’—Texas Siftings. ... REPUBLICAN DOCTRINE. Reciprocity vs. Free Trade. There have been many explanations of the difference between reciprocity and free trade. Some have declared thev were identical. Let us see. Suppose a young1 woman comes up to you with her apron full of nice, red, juicy apples and with a smile pours them at your feet. That, my friend, is free trade, pure and simple. Ilut sup pose that this young woman holds onto her appleB and says coyly, . “What will you give me for this fruit?’’ Suppose she is level-headed and drives a good bargain, getting quid pro quo or, in good English, “her money's worth.” That, my friend, is reciprocity with a capital li. That's just what it is, and that makes the plain difference between the two. Let us see what these demo cratic friends of ours propose to do with Canada. ItKCIPROCITY WITH CANADA. Putting iron ore, 'coal, lumber and the principal agricultural products on the free list, will be especially disas trous to the belt of agricultural, lum bering and 'mining states along the Canadian border. Under the house bill, if it should become a law, we would have free trade in these articles with Canada. Extending from the At lantic to the Pacific, the United States and Canada lie side by side, divided only by an imaginary line, with similar forests and mines, with the same char acter of soil, but with cheaper lands, cheaper labor and undeveloped re —• — - mv/ vuuuuiau aiuc. n ia proposed to throw down the barrier which had protected agriculture in the United States and compelled the Cana dians to contribute largely to our treas ury, and to admit the products of the cheaper soil and cheaper labor of Can ada into the United States free. It is proposed that we shall make an ex ceedingly foolish bargain with Canada, and give her the markets of sixty-seven millions of people for the privilege of sending free certain agricultural pro ducts into a country having five mill ions of people. This is reciprocity with a vengeance. There is but one handle to a jug and we won’t be able to get hold of it at all as regards our Canadian brethren. This disproportion between the pop ulation of the two countries is not the worst feature of the proposed reciproc ity. The raw products of Canada and those of the United States are substan tially the same. Keciprocity with Can ada would mean a very different thing from reciprocity with Mexico or South American countries, from which, with reciprocity, we might get, in exchange for our products, products of those countries which we do not produce; but with the duty removed or reduced upon the products of the forests, the mines and the soil of Canada, the only result will be to make' farming profitable in Canada, to increase the amount of Can adian products annually exported to the United States, to crowd out of our home markets a like amount of our own products. The amount of Cana dian imports will not greatly affect prices in the United States, but will affect domestic production, and relieve the Canadian producers from the bur den of paying duties at our ports- It will result in benefiting the Canadian producer, in loss to our treasury, and to American farmers exposed to Cana dian competition. Our tariff upon agricultural products has made farming unprofitable in Can ada, has protected farmers on our northern frontier from undue competi tion with Canadian products, has added greatly to our revenues, contributed, as every one admits, by the Canadian producer, has caused such a difference in the prosperity of the two countries as to induce a very large immigration of the most industrious, enterprising citizens of the Dominion to the United States. All these advantages are to be absolutely thrown away, without any compensating benefits; and only to carry out an unsound theory concern ing free trade in raw materials- Our people are to be further taxed; new schemes of taxation are to be devised to make them contribute to the reve nues the amount which, under existing laws, is now contributed by Canadians They won’t have to come to the United States any more, and those who have come and make good money over here can now return home and pick un the apples we pour down at their feetl Why We Do Not Leach—Why Basinets Is Depressed. The democratic party has come into power again, and, wedded to free trade, unwilling to be convinced by- the great object lesson our present industrial con dition affords that its tariff theories are wrong, denies that the democratic suc cess and the threat of free trade has stricken dowli our great industrial fa bric, and deprived millions of our citi zens of that employment necessary to secure their daily bread; and blind and obtuse as they ever have been when dealing with financial questions, our democratic friends ransack history, and draw on their imaginations for causes to account for existing conditions But the fact will go down in history to fu ture generations that at the time of the last annual message of President Har rison the country enjoyed a wonderful degree of prosperity. Every depart ment of human industry flourished. Every forge and loom and spindle was in operation, labor everywhere was em ployed. and the country was advancing with unabated rapidity in its grand march of civilization and of individual and national prosperity. As time advanced the extent of the calamity which had overtaken the cause of protection became apparent; it was ' found that not only had the democratic party elected a president and secured the control of the house of representa tives, but that the senate, which under the previous administration of Presi dent Cleveland, being republican, had prevented the passage of the Mills bill, would be controlled by the democrats, and that there was nothing in the way of the democratic party carrying into execution the threat and promise con tained in its platform to destroy the protective system. When this startling fact was fully realized the wheels of . progress were immediately stopped. The mills, the furnaces, and the facto ries were closed. Every business in dustry began to prepare for the coming : storm. Business operations were cur tailed. Collections were forced. Con- I i fidence was shaken. Labor was thrown out of employment, banks failed, and bankruptcy and ruin everywhere pre vailed. The contrast between the general prosperity prevailing under the Harri son administration and the business and financial distress which followed the succession of the democratic part; in November last, is admirably show's by the following extracts from Presi dent Harrison's message in Deceinbei last, and the message of President Cleveland transmitted to congress, con vened in extraordinary session on the 8th of August last. Opening of President Harrison's mes sage to congress, December, 1892: In submitting my annual message tc congress 1 have great satisfaction in being able to say that the general con ditions affecting the commercial and in dustrial interests of the United States are in the highest degree favorable. A comparison of the existing conditions with those of the most favored period in the history of the country will, 1 be lieve, show that so high a degree ol prosperity and so general a diffusion ol the comforts of life were never before enjoyed by our people. Opening of President Cleveland's mes sage to congress, eight months later, August, 1893: The existence of an alarming and ex traordinary business situation, involv ing the welfare and prosperity of all our people, has constrained me to call together in extra session the people’s representatives in congress, to the end that, through a wise and -patriotic ex ercise of the legislative duty wiyi which tliqy are solely charged, present evils may be mitigated and dangers threatening the future may be averted. What the Father* Thought About Pro tection. President Washington, in his eighth message said: Congress have repeatedly and not without success, directed their action to the recignition of manufac tures. The object is of too much con sequence not to secure a continuance of their effort in every way which shall appear eligible. THE TARIFF OF 181C. From the time the first tariff act for the protection of American industries was passed by the first congress to the passage of the tariff of 1816, a number of acts were passed imposing duties upon imports, and designed for the protection of domestic industries, all of them affording encouragement to such industries. President Madison, in his message to congress, December 1, 1815, recom mended encouragement to the manu facturing interests. 1 He said: Under circumstances giving a power ful impulse to manufacturing industry, it has made among us a progress and exhibited an efficiency which justify the belief that with protection not more than is due to the enterprising citizens whose interests are now at stake, it will become at an early day -not only safe against occasional competition from abroad, but a source of domestic wealth and of external commerce. At the Fourteenth cbngress, which assembled December 4, 1815, and was in session until the 30th of April, 1816, a new tariff law, imposing increased duties upon imports, was enacted. The intention of those who favored the new law was to establish a system of pro tection to American manufactures Mr. Calhoun opened a speech in the house of representatives on April 4, 1816, by saying: The debate heretofore on this subject has been on the degree of protection which ought to be afforded to our cot ton and woolen manufactures, all pro fessing to be friendly to those infant establishments and to be willing to ex tend to them adequate encouragement. Again, in the same speech, he said: Coming, as he did, from the south, having in common with his constitu ents no interests but in the cultivation of the soil, in selling its products high and buying cheap the wants and con veniencies of life, no motive could be attributed to him but such as were dis interested. Again, discussing the necessity for protection to our manufacturing indus triee, he said: It [protection] is to put them beyond the reach of contingency. 'Besides capital is not yet and can not be for some time adjusted to the new state of things There is, in fact, from the operation of temporary causes a great pressure upon these establishments They had extended so rapidly during the late war that many, he feared,were without requisite surplus capital or skill to meet the present crisis Should such prove the fact it would give a set back and might, to a great extent, en danger their ultimate success. Should the present owners be ruined and work man dispersed and turned to other pur suits the country would sustain a great toss Such would, no doubt, be the fact bo a considerable extent if not pro tected. Mr. Clay, in the same debate in the house on the 35th of March, said: We all know that now is the time for encouragement, and that the domestic manufacturer has to struggle more at. the end of a war, and at that moment the greater aid is necessary to support, home against foreign competition. And— That the object of protecting manu factures was that we might eventually ?et articles of necessity made as cheap it home as they could be imported, and thereby to produce an independence of foreign countries Mr. Lownds said in the same de bate— That be believed the manufacture of woolens and particularly of blankets, required a decided present encourage ment. Information Wanted by a Ionn( Voter. We are anxious to know what are the true definitions of the following ihrases. A democratic congressman, a member of the labor eommittee of the lower house, has sent no answers, which we append,' but we are not sure that they are correct definition. Who tvill answer? The “sons of toil” is defined as men nrho have nothing to do. The “workless man” is defined as a man who does not expect a job until af ter the next presidential election. The “over-worked man” is defined is a man who walked from California to Boston in search of a job. 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