A TIRED WOMAN'S EPITAPH.
Mere lies k poor woman who was always tired,
who liven In a house where help won not hired.
Her lien words on earth were: “Dear friends
1 Mn • otnx
Where washing a nt done, nor sweeping, nor
sewing.
gut everything there Is exact to my wishes.
For where they don't oat there's no washing of
_ dlahes.
I'll he where loud anthems will ulwuvs ha ring
in*.
But having no voice I'll get clear of the sing
. . ing
Don t mourn forme now, don't mourn for me
never,
I'mjoin; to do nothin t for ovor and ever."
BLIND JUSTICE.
BY HKI.KN It. MATHKIIS.
& CHAPTER VIII—Coxtinitkd.
I was then prepared for tho efToct
of my wild shot, which had yet hit
truth in tho bull’scyo, or tho
Styrlan’s face boiled him. His oyos
quailed before mine as I pushed my
advantage remorselessly.
‘•You can see her,” I said, “and
you ivjll. You know that ho died of
cither too much or too little of
a powder both you and ho seem to
bo able to tako with impunity, and
you will go with me at onto boforo a
magistrate and ewoar tho evidence
f which will clear her.” -
••You talk like one mad,” said tho
Styrian sullenly. “In one breath
yon say. men thrive on a poison, in
„ tho next you confess that Moth Tro
loar died of it. How do you rocon
V cilo the two statements?"
“I hope to do so boforo I am much
older.” I said coolly, for by now I
•aw what his line would bo, and de
cided on my own.
Tor a moment he looked discon
certed, then rose and wont to the
window, where he stood, gazing out
and thinking dooply.
“I must see her,” he said at last;
•‘tako me to hor.”
1 shook my head and went on
amok lug.
- —- — — i7 %7
Striding close up to ino and with a
look of absolute murder in bis faco.
••Not 1; Unless you aro going to
giro evidence that will clear her.”
• How can I do that? ’ ho cried
angrily.
••You con do it,” I said, -and you
will. What! You will stand by and
<: see a woman hanged for a murder
that you know she did not commit,
for want of a fow word’s that cannot
porsibly hurt you? Shame on you!
And who knows but that in her grati
tude to you-”
i , "You said she was fond of the
other fellow," said the Styrian sul
lenly. V
"WaB, man, was—but who will
answer for what a beautiful woman
is?”
She looked at the Styrian not un
& kindly as she spoke, and his face
softened so instantly that I saw how
he would be as wax in her hands,
had she but the skill and the courage
to handle him.
At that moment the door openod
i and Stephen Croft came in.
Pale, haggard, the ghost of his
former self, he yet lookod beautiful
as a god compared with the repell
ent hut picturesque figure of the
Styrian, at the. sight of whom he
stood still, arrested by surprise,
whilo Judith .with acry>of joy ran
forward ana
» loosu blossom on n vtisty nt 'ht '
fell into the arms that involuntarily
closed around her.
The church ■ had banned and the
low bad cursed 'the pair, yet me
thought I never saw more purely
V loving man and Wife than these
twain, upon whom the Styrian gazed
*' with sullen eyes and face disfigured
.y with passion and jealous rage.
••■This man,” 1 said, in answer to
•• Steve’s enquiring glance, "is the
py Styrian of whom Seth Treloar told
Judith. When Seth did not return
be came over here in search of him,
and also on another and more mys
ij,, terious errand."
“An* what may that be?" said
Stonbca, his face suddenly growing
stern and an angry light coming into'
his blue eyes, while Judith pressed
closely to him. closely as a loving
/■ woman might cling.
%'• "lie came to fetch Judith." I said,
••Judith whom he believed to be
Seth’s sister, and who had been
promised to him as his wife.”
• v “Awh!" said Steve with a fierce
laugh, “’ee can tell ’un t’ get along
, home to wance, him have oomed a
■\ hit late i’ th’ day. for more
rmiKnna
‘VH
nor one.” - '
••I will see her.” said the Styrian
with stubborn lips, “and then 1 will
tell you. She cannot bo far away,
and if you refuse to take me. that
fool wbo brings you food will .guide
me to her. ”
••Find: hita, ” ■! said curtly, “and
•ga’\ - * V ft
But the Styrian lingered.
“Will they admit me?”
“Not without me,” I said indiffer
ently.
“Then you .will come, too," he
said.: “See hei*e, I am rich, l am not
ill-looking, 1 love her. I would take
her away from a shameful death to
give her such a home- as she never
dreamt of. Is it likely that she will
refuse?”
I looked at the man. then thought
of Stephen. Many a woman not cast
in Judith's mould would not hare
hesitated between the rich man of
many flecks and herds and the poor
fisherman whose daily bread and
life- were at the mercy of the waves.
“i will take you to her,” I said.
“4nd supposing that she should re
fuse?’’
• Come,” be said, and that was all
the answer 1 got as he stalked along
the cliff before me.
CHAPTER IX.
Arrived at the jail, I left the an
gry. impatient man without, whilo
I sought the governor to explain to
him the state ef affairs. I also
begged that a messenger might be
wont for Stephen, though I could
Twrdly have explained why I wished
Eft
?V=v'
him to bo present ut the Sty-rinn’s
Interflow with Judith.
ITie governor, who had hitherto
held the• worst possible opinion o'
tho woman, was inolinod to admit
•that tho Styrian’s appearanco cor
roborated hor story, though he did
not lor a moment boliove that his
coming would in any way inlluence
hor fate.
But I thought differently, and my
heart boat high with hope" as 1 left
him.
Judith, whoso figure was almost
entirely concoulcd by u long cloak,
roso as wo entorod tho roll, but kept
hor foot on the fishing-net that she
was making, looking past rao with
eyes of grave wonder at tho man fol
lowing behind mo.
• Ho on his part stood abashed and
confused before tho glorious woman
who so far outstripped his ex
pectations, and so for awhile
tho two stood looking on ono
another, then tho color suddenly
flashed Into hor face and sho sat
down and resumed her work.
“Judith,” I said, “I have brought
to you a man who know your hus
band in Styria, and who arrived last
night in Trovoniek in search or him. ”
Judith looked up; in a moment sho
know this was tho man to whom
Seth Troloar had promised her as a
wife, and there was no anger, only
pity in hor voice, as sho said,
“Seth Treloar dosaved ’co, an’
made a fulo o’ ’ee, but he be dead
naw. ”
“Ho dobs not understand English,"
I shid; then I ropoated to him what
8110 SttlO.
The Styrian answered nothing, his
burning oyes were rooted to the
woman whose fairness was to her
picture as the full flood of sunlight
is to the pale glimmer of the moon.
•‘Judith,” I wont on, “this man
can save you if he will. Ho knows
that Seth Treioar died of arsonic ad
ministered by himself, but undor
what conditions I know not, nor can
I persuade him to tell me. If
you can so work upon his pity that
ho will speak, then you will untie
the knot from*abaut your neck, but
ho will be hard to deal with for he
has come over horo to fetch vou for
his wife.” ' '
Judith turned and looked at him.
Some tilings are loarnod in a sec
ond of time from a woman's eyes
that a whole volume of written
words .might fail to toach, and I
knew that ho perfectly understood
the dumb entroaty, the deop beseech
ing of that prayor put forth from her
helplessness to his strength, that
might surely have kindled chivalry
even in the breast of a boor.
“Put by your desire and save a
human soul alive.” said her eyes,
but her very lovoliness undid her
petition, and if her mere picture
had held such power over him,
whero should he find strength to
thrust from him the breathing
woman whose looks and voice were
sweet as lovo?
“Tell her,” ho said to mo, “that I
will savo hor on one condition only,
that she becomes my wife.”
I repeated his words and Judith
stopped back, throwing out her
hands with a grand gesture that ex
pressed repudiation, disappointment
and scorn more eloquently than any
words.
“Th’ coward!” she said, betwoen
her teeth; “him’s worse than brute
beast an1 me belongin’ tt» Steve, an’
th’ little ’un an’ a’. Tell -un,” she
added proudly, “as I'd rather die
Steve's light-o'-love than bo wife to
he or any ither man, an’ what him
knaws, that un can keep, us
did wi out 'un afore, an’ us can do
wi'out 'un agen.
She rasumpf] hot* cent anj
calmly on with her netting, then
suddenly the fire in her eyes darned
out, and aho bowod her head upon
hor arms.
••Steve! Steve!” aho said.
It was like a mother’s cry of love
and yearning forced from a soul
that had schooled itself to look
calmly upon death, but to whom a
momentary prospect of life had
renewed all the bitterness of an
undeserved doom, but it woke no
echo of pity in tne Styrian’a breast,
for well enough he knew that it was
not for him. and his face hardoned
as he looked down upon her.
If she would not live to ploaso him.
then she should not live to pleaso
another man. so much I read in his
eyes and the cruel curl of his lips,
and from this determination 1
afterwards knew he never wavered.
“i«et her be.” he said to me calm*
ly, “she will ceme to her senses in
time. W here ii this Steve on whom
she calls like a bird for her
mate? Bah! she will forget him and
call on me just as lovingly before
she is many months older. She was
born to wear richer clothes—not
such woolen as now disfigures her.
Tell her that I will enrich him also
if she will leave him. and they will
both live to bless me. for there is
no such thing as love when the body
starves. ”
I gave no heed to him, but turned
to Judith.
“Do not send this man away in
anger,” I said: “the key to the
mystery of Seth Treloar’s death is
locked in his breast, and the only
fingers that can steal or wile it away
from him are yours.”
Judith thrust back the loosened
masses of bronze hair from her face,
and looked up.
“What ’ud ’ee have me do?” she
said. “I’m jest mazed, an’ how do
’ee knaw but he be a liard? Him
warnt here when Seth Treloar died,
an' how can ’un knaw aught about
it?” she added, exercising the com*
mon sense that excitement had for a
time driven from its stronghold.
“That I cannot tell you,” I said,
“though he can. You ask me what
you are to do—something harder,
probably, than you have either skill
or strength for.” ........ ..... ^
“What bo it," asked Judith; look
ini' at me with sombre, distrustful
eyes.
••Fool him," I said with energy.
“Does a captive thrust from him the
hand that contains his ransom? Hide
your detestation of his offer, let mo
tell him that you must have time to
think over his proposals, and meani
whllo i will watch him, and try to
surprise his secret.”
“I carina do’t,” cried Judith with
heaving breast, and as I looked at
her, I realized that she was morally
and physically incapable of acting a
part that the majority of women
would have filled with consummate
ease.
“How could I sarve ’un so?’’ said
Judith reproach fully, "an’ after Seth
Treloar hev chated ’un ivory way, an’
broiled ’un hero on a fuio’s errand?
M’appon, too. ’twar this man’s gold
as war found i’ th’ belt."
“Yes,” I said, “ho sont, it as a
marriage gift to you, but Seth nover
meant it to reach your hand.”
“Awh!” said Judith, “’tis safe
ono’, an’ ’oe’l see it be paid back to
’un. won’t ’oo? Poor sawl," she
added with all a Cornish woman’s
senso of justico, “him ha’ got
summat t’ complain o’ anyways.”
Fondly he smoothed Judith’s hair
as he spoke, and over her head the
two men exchanged looks of hatred
and dofiance, that in Stephen were
strongly mingled with triumph.
••Ho is not to be despised,” I said;
"this man knows the true secret of
Seth Treloar’s death, and a word
from him would open theso prison
gates and make Judith a free woman. ’’
Stephen’s arms slipped from Ju
dith and he stood looking at me with
dazed eyes, too deeply stunnud for
joy or more than partial compre
honolnn
••Bee ’ee tryln’ to make a fule o’
meP” he said at last; “’ee had al
ways a bee i’ yer bonnet, an’ how
can him knaw aught o’ what ’un
warn’t here t’ seeP”
“Awh!” said Judith taking his
hand, “true enuff is’t. 1 alius sed
they was up t’ tricks wi’ th’ pison,
an’ furrin’ folks has queer ways, but,
whatlvor him knaws, my dear, us
won’t hear a word on’t”
“Eh!” said Stephen, “him can
spake for ’ee an’ wunnot. But I’ll
jest make ’un!”
"Naw.” said Judith, pulling him
back, “he sets too big a price ’pon it
for wo. What do ’ee thin* it be?”
Stephen’s breast heaved as Judith’s
face of mingled love and scorn told
him the truth, and the hot blood
rushed into his own.
“How dare ’un,” ho cried, “t’ make
bargains wi’ a poor sawl, an’ play
pitch an’ toss wi’ her life, all for his
own bit o’ pleasure,” and with
clinched fist and fury in his eyes he
advanced on the Styrian.
“Peace,” I cried, arresting his arm
while the two men, of about equal
stature but utterly dissimilar looks,
glared at each other like wild beasts
about to spring, "when he came to
the hut he did not even know of your
existence. Blame Seth Treloar, not
him.”
Stephen’s arm fell to his side, but
his eyes still shone hatred. As to
Judith. I caught a look on her face
then that at the moment shocked
me in so good a woman, for so might
look a lioness who saw her mate pun
ish a bold usurper of his rights.
With difficulty I drew Stephen
asido, where his angry eyes could
not rest on his rival, and Judith fol
lowed us and stood beside him.
. “You are both acting like fools,” I
said impatiently; “instead of concili
ating this man, you are defying him
to do his worst. If he goes away in
his present mood, Judith’s last hope
of being savod goes with him. ”
“Has ’ee a mind t’ wheedle ’un?”
said Stephen, instinctively drawing
Judith closer, and with all his jealous
heart in his eyes.
She only laughed for answer, and
out of pure deviltry, as I suppose,
clasped both her arms around Ste
phen's neck and kissed him.
[TO BE CONTINUED. ]
How Actresses Learn 'I heir Farts.
In nine cases out of ten the women
of the stage commit the words of
their parts to memory by copying
them out in their own handwriting,
and among other distinguished dis
ciples of this method are Miss 'Ellen
Terry. Miss Amy Hoselle and Mrs.
Patrick Campbell. As regards learn
ing parts in the open air while walk
ing, driving and so on, the system
has fewer advocates among women
than it has among men; but Mrs.
Bernard Beere and Mrs. Langtry,
are both accustomed to this form of
study, and many vounger actresses
adopt it, railway and even ’bus
journeys being utilized- Both Mrs.
Kendal and Sarah Bernhardt sit
down to serious study and allow noth
ing whatever to interfere with them
during the time they are learning a
part
Occasion for Apologies.
James Payn tells of an English
gentleman who objected to Christ
mas “waits.” On one occasion, on
being called upon the next dav by
the persons who had awakened him
with carols on the previous night,
he inquired their business. “Well,
sir," was the modest rejoinder, “we
are the waits." “I am not sur
prised,” was the unexpected reply.
“We are come,” they continued, “for
the usual gratuity.” “I did hopo,”
he said, with quiet dignity and a
pity for human nature in his tone,
“that you had come to apologize."
Crusoe Went Begging.
“Robinson Crusoe” was offered in
turn to every publisher in London
and refused by all. At last one
bookseller, known for his speculative
ventures, undertook its publication
and made over 1,000 guineas. It has
| made the fortunes of soores of pub*
i IVthers.since its appearance.
REPUBLICAN DOCTRINE.
HOW HISTORY BKJ'EATS ITSELF.
The Free Trade Acts of 1803 and 1804.
The tariff of 1853 reduced duties to so
great an extent as to paralize industry
and produce conditions' identical with
those we now suffer under. The fol
lowing article sets forth conditions in
New York ninety days after it took ef
fect. Have we not had enough? Or
must we go on from bad to worse and
have these things repeated annually
until our democratic policy has ground
our people to the level of Kurope or in
volved us in civil war to right these
flagrant wrongs?
New Y'ork Tribune, January 15, 1855:
Who is hungry? Uo and sea Yon
that are full-fed and know not what it
is to bo hungry—perhaps never saw a
hungry man—go and see. do and see
thousands, men and women, boys pnd
girls, old and young, black and white,
of all nations.
These are given as examples, and
they cannot bo challenged by our tariff
reform friends, as the democratic jour
nals share with the republican journals
in making the same statements. I now
want to read a short statement from
the New York bun, December 23, 1893,
in the line of the same thought. Heav
ily leaded, were the following words:
Forty thousand are idle. The roll
call of the destitute in Brooklyn reach
es 10,000. Two great organizations
united in the appeal for aid.
The article, which occupies two col
umns, contains among other things the
following:
One estimate yesterday .places the
number of unemployed in the city, who
at this time of year usually are em
r• v'm «« tu,uuu. meat: it was can*
nutted that more than 10,000 were desti
tute and wholly dependent upon char
ity- Kvery Protestant church congre
gation is supporting from one to fifty
destitute families. Every Catholic
church is supporting from twenty to
one hundred destitute families Every
charitable organization in the city is
taxed to relieve the distress which is
daily becoming more general. Taken
all together the situation is extremely
bad, and the prospect of improvement
in the near future is not good. Ac
cording to the best informed men, the
agitation of the tariff question is blamed
for the hard times
The following paragraph is an ex
tract of what occurred at a meeting of
the unemployed at Patterson, N. J.,
Decern l*r 28, 1893, which is instructive
to the members of this house, and more
clearly points to a correct understand
ing of the situation than any word that
I might speak:
New York World, January 1, 1894:
One hundred and nine thousand six
hundred and fifty men are idle. The
World learns just how many real work
ers are out of work. Labor men's es
timates. Figures that prove the status
of the most populous trades. Samuel
Gompors says 125,000. World’s new
bread fund needed.
Chicago Tribune, December 23, 1893:
Three million men idle. This tells
the story of the week's trade situation.
Stagnation and- idleness rule every
where.
rhe Prophecy of James G. Blaine Fulfllled.
The property of James O. Blaine;
when living he was the foremost Amer
ican—Dead, his words have a special
value. While men are daily in
quiring as to the causes which have
produced the great financial disasters
that have swept over the country in the
last six months, 1 say to them and to
ill the world there is an answer in the
words spoken by the Hon. James G.
Blaine several years ago, in which he
p:ctured the scenes that are now trans
piring us truly as ever prophet spoke.
Let me ask you to give attention to his
words and ponder them well:
I love my country and my country
men. 1 am an American, and 1 rejoice
svery day of my life that lam. I enjoy
the general prosperity of my country,
md know that the workingmen of this
land are the best paid, the best fed,
and the best clothed of any laborers on
the face of the earth. Many of them
surrounded by all the comforts and
many of the luxuriesof life. 1 shudder,
however, at the thought that the time
must come when all thi» will be
'hanged, when the general prosperity
jf the country will be destroyed, when
the great body of \Vorkingmen in this
land, who are now so prosperous, will
hear their wives and children cry for
bread; that the day must come when
the great factories and manufactories
of this land will shut down, and where
there is now life and activity there will
be the silence of the tomb. And the
reason why this must be is this;
The great southern wing of the dem
ocratic party are determined to estab
lish the doctrine of free trade in this
land. They will be assisted by their
northern allies. The tight is now on.
There is a great body of visionary but
educated men who are employed day
by day in writing free-trade essays and
arguments in favor of that doctrine,
which find their way into every news
paper in this land. The great body of
Dur people have never experienced,
themselves, the sufferings which al
ways result when the protective prin
ciples are laid aside. ■ l'oisoned and ex
cited by the wild statements of these
writers and the demagogic appeals of
democratic speakers, the result will be
that in the very near ffiture these forces,
which are now working, will be strong
enough to defeat at the polls the party
advocating the doctrine of protection.
It must inevitably follow that uncer
tainly and doubt will ensue. The bus
iness men of the country, teasing the
destruction of the principle of potec
tion, will decline to engage in business,
consequently mills will shut down and
the workingmen will be thrown out of
employment. The people will then see,
as they have never seen before, that
they cannot be prosperous and have
work while this principle is.threatened.
In the midst of their suffering they will
learn that the only way they can be
prosperous and happy is to vote for the
party that has built up the industries
by which they have gaineda livelihood,
because they will then see dearly that
when the .manufactory is shut down
there is no demand for the only thing
which they have to sell, and that is
their labor.
How a Tariff Stimulate* Home Manufac
ture*. Yet Itedueea Price*.
If the foreigner pays all the tax,then
within the limit where his goods can
circulate there may be protection or
there may not. If after paying the
whole tax he still has a margin of profit
to sacrifice in the industrial war, there
will be no protection But it there be
only a sliglit margin which he cannot
sacrifice without rendering the market
worthless, then there will be competi
tion the same aB if he manufactured
here. In the latter case he at least can
not shut up our factories.
In these cases the prices will not he
raised. Hilt when the consumer pays
any part of the tax, by so much in' the
price raised. This is the general rule,
but often it does not work so. After
the act of 1890 large importations in
anticipation of large profits, antici
pations frustrated by the Haring fail
ure panic, made great changeB in the
case. Many prices did not rise at all,
and yet manufacturers, knowing that
there would be a certainty at least that
they could not be badly undersold be
gun work.
It often happens that men will begin
manufacturing under a tariff that does
not raise prices because they know that
such a tariff will pi-event them from
going down.
It is not enough to have goods in the
natural market at a price which will
bring a profit. The manufacturer must
know that the industrial enemy cannot
force the price below the range of
profit. Then without any increase he
may put up a plant. This operation of
a tariff which does not raise the price is
because industrial warfare sometimes
assumes this shape. A rival maker
may sacrifice his goods in order to sac
rifice another man's factory, or to pre
vent the establishment of a competitor.
If there be a tariff, then, which will
not raise prices, but which will main
tain them, then the na,tive manufac
turer's risk in building a factory is
limited. - He may be put to hard strug
gle, but he cannot be beaten out of
hand. He will have a fighting ch%nca.
' .Emigrant*.
Home one has asked, why have so few
emigrants landed upon our shoresin the
last ten months? The answer is an
easy one. They have not the same in
ducements that have formerly existed.
The European emigrant in former,
years looked toward America as a land
of plenty, the hive of industry, the do
main of homes, the country of school
houses, populous cities, thrifty villages,
rivers burdened with commerce, rail
roads linking all places together, giv
ing employment to tens of thousands
of men and earning a reasonable return
for all capital invested, ltut European
people today, who have been or are
contemplating emigration are not ig
norant of the changed conditions that
exist in the United States. Puck, and
Judge , and Harpers, the New York
World, the Sun and Tribune, periodi
cals and pamphlets and private letters
from friends are all avenues through
which information is borne to the great
masses that tell the story of our woes,
how the once employed millions sit in
idleness.
The buzzing spindle is silent, the fur
nace fires extinguished, the hissing
noise of steam and the whir of the elec
tric motor are lost in the silence and
gloom that everywhere seem to be pres
ent in the once great industrial Centres
of our country.
The cry of despair that goes out from
those who are just now beginning to
feel the pinch of poverty when the last
dollar is drawn from the savings bank
or when credit at the corner is ex
hausted; these, with no prospect of em
ployment in view, are the ominous mes
sages to the European emigrant to look
elsewhere for a home and for comfort
rather than to the once prosperous
United States.
CoxyUin—Democratic Paternity.
Among the many movements inau
gurated in the United States for the
amelioration of the condition of the
suffering poor and unemployed masses,
how soon may we expect the democratic
party to publish and proclaim father
hood of the commonweal and* ^god
fatherhood of the Coxey movement?
These organizations are truly the off
spring of democratic control in Ameri
can affairs. They never could have ex
isted for a moment under a republican
administration, for there never was a
time since the close of .the war when
the laboring people of the United States
have been driven to the extremes nec
essary to produce such alarming and
threatning movements on the part of
the unemployed. It is greatly to be re
gretted that in this land of plenty,
where store houses are full, where
counting houses have an abundance of
cash, that the suffering poor of the na
tion must organize and march, publicly
through the national domain in order
to publish, or cause to be known, their
true condition, that the party in power
may be compelled to take heed of the
situation and pause in the overthrow of
the great industrial system which, has
in the past both prohibited and pre
vented any such, condition of things to
exist in the United States.
Who Pays the Tax on Import*?
But do not the people pay the tariff
taxes, and do they not go into the pock
ets of monopolists? Do you. believe the
consumer pays the tax, or the foreign
er? Well, 1 am going to be perfectly
frank about that, and answer,, some
times one and sometimes the other, and
sometimes both. The first thing a for
eigner does when a tariff tax is laid, is
to see if he can get into our market
without paying anything. If he can
not he looks over his margin.' of profit
and sees if he can, by abating some'
part of these profits, get his goods in.
So far as he does abate them he pays,
the tax. So far as he does not, the
rest of the tax is paid by the consumer.
Bulnm.
. The clearing houses, of the country
show for the eleven months beginning
April, 18113, and ending February, 1894,
a shrinkage of over eleven billions of
dollars, or more than a billion dollars
per month. Formerly the democrats
gave the republicans the name of the
“Billion Dollar Congress,” as the result
of a year’s bad management. The re
publicans can now turn the tables upon
their democratic friends by giving them
the benefit of this same name as the
result of one month’sbadmanagement.
Surely the democratic party is the bil
lion dollar party of today.
Wheat.
Under favorable conditions, the price
of wheat may be expected to advance
above present quotations for the fol
lowing reasons: The low price at
which wheat has been hckl during the
past year has lessened the supply by
consumption in many ways Wheat
has been used in the feeding of stock,
perhaps to a greater extent than ever
before in the history of the country;
also, the low price last season prevented
very many from extending. the output
equal to that 'if the price had rnled
higher. •• y
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