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-- ' CHAPTER XVII. The mollified officer produced a paper, over which Mr. Walker pored for about five minutes. “I don’t see anything about searching my house there,” he remarked grimly, as he handed the document back to Mr. Brown. “Perhaps you’ll put your fin ger on the place, and I’ll give In.” “It’s a warrant for the apprehension of Charles Brauscombe, gentleman,” said the officer pompously, “on a charge of —ahem—felony—a very seri ous charge.” “And what the dickens,” cried the old gentleman, Irritably, “have I got to do with Charles Branscombe or any other felon, I should like to know?” “He was seen last close to this house,” said Mr. Brown, “and-” “And whilst you’ve been jabbering here he’s had time to get far enough away from it, I should say,” inter f rupted Mr. Walker, contemptuously, ignoring a sign from his wife, who threw open the door with a civil— “You’re welcome to look upstairs and down, and wherever you like, sir.” As Mr. Brown descended to the gar fen, after an elaborate investigation of very room In the house, Mr. Wid drlngton came up the path from the pea-vines, and, catching sight of the officer, “went for” him on the spot. Mr. Brown was a well-built felloaf, standing six feet one in his stockings, and the detective was a wiry little man, hardly reaching above his shoul der, yet the officer staggered under the grip of the sinewy hand. “You—you blind idiot!” gasped the excited Widdrlngton, as he shook his subordinate heavily to and fro. “You confounded dunderhead! Do you see what you have done? You have let the man slip through your fingers, just as we had run him to earth. Look there!” “There,” by the overturned basket filled with green pea-pods, lay a bundle composed of a blue cotton gown and a white muslin cap. Mr. Brown’s bewildered gaze traveled from the bundle to the garden alley. eolations as Mrs. Walker’s cup of tea. Mr. James Brown, looking terribly crestfallen, followed his superior along the field-path to the spot where Smith and Varley awaited them. “The man's gone,” said the detective, briefly. “Has anything passed this way?” "Not a living thing,” answered Smith, who was from Scotland Yard— “nothing but a hay wagon from the field yonder. I saw it loading all the time.” And Mr. Smith had seen also a tired laborer, lolling at full length on the top of the hay cart, half asleep, and with his battered felt hat slouched over his face to keep off the rays of the sun. What he did not see was the laborer’s alert descent from his billowy couch as soon as the cart turned the corner, nor the grin on the wagoner’s face as a golden sovereign was passed from his “mate’s” hand to his own; and what he did not hear was the laborer's song —sung in a musical voice, too—as he lurched across the quiet fields towards the not distant coast. The refrain of that song was peculiar for a bucolic singer: “They don’t know everything down In Judee.” CHAPTER XVIII. One week after our wedding day an epistle reached my wife, the audacity of which simply overwhelmed us. We read and reread it, and Anally indulged in a hearty laugh over it. It was word ed as follows: “June 18 th, 18—. “My Dear Coz.—I’m open to a com promise; tell your lawyers so. I will make over Forest Lea to you—I don’t care to live there—and you wiU pay me, say, half of the income. In the ab sence of the will which Fort asserts was made by our uncle, but which he has never produced, I can of course claim the whole. But we are cousins, and I don't wish to be hard on you. The old governor ought to have left you something, if he didn’t. “Messrs. Smithson and Wright, of Russell street, Russell square, have in WE READ AND REREAD IT. It was empty. The innocent little maid had vanished—like Cinderella at the warning stroke—leaving her finery behind her. Another shake from his irate superior, and a glimmering of -the truth dawned upon the stupefied senses of Mr. James Brown—Mr. Char lie had been one too many for him again. “He’s off,” panted the detective: “and it’ll he a long day before we get such a chance again! Hang your country thick-headedness! ’ The little man literally foamed and stamped in his impotent fury. Mrs. Walker, standing at her cottage win dow, laughed softly to herself as she watched him. “Yes, he’s off,” she repeated. “Trust Master’ Charlie for being one too many tor such as they. He always was the cleverest little rascal—bless him! And they may say what they like, his old nurse ain’t a-going to turn on him, let aim be what he will. Ay, ye may rave ind storm”—to the detective from be hind the safe shelter of the closed window—“but you’ll never catch him now. He’ll be aboard the yacht and iway before you’ve even guessed how he got there.” “What on earth made them fools think we was harboring their man?” asked Mr. Walker, who was strutting up and down the little parlor, swelling like an offended turkey-cock. “Did you know anything about this start, iame?”—with a sudden suspicion. “Don’t you ask no questions, and you won’t have no lies told to you,” re joined his partner oracularly, as she brought out the tea caddy and trotted off to the kitchen to make the tea. ‘Just you go and give my respects to the two gentlemen in the garden, Han nah,” she said to the snub-nosed maid, “and ask them if they’ll step in and take a cup of tea; and bring that bas ket of peas along as you come back; you may as well shell ’em when you’re lifting down this evening.” But Mr. Widdrington and the con stable were past all such puerile con structions from me to negotiate the matter with your solicitors—the Row tone, I suppose—and the sooner it is settled the better. Your affectionate cousin, Charles Branscombe. “N. B.—I consider my proposal a very liberal one.” “What will you do?” I asked Nona presently. “I should like him to have what he asks for,” she replied, looking timidly at me. “Forest Lea will be safe then —that is what my uncle was anxious about—and poor Charlie will not be tempted to do wrong again.” “Perhaps not,” I assented dryly. “We are so rich”—my wife’s hand stole out to mine—“and so—so happy!” she said, with that exquisite blush of hers; “we don’t want all that money, do we?” “I want nothing but you, darling,” I answered. “You shall do as you like with the rest.” “Thank you,” she returned fervently. “Then you will write, will you not, and tell Mr. Rowton to have it all settled with these people? I have been so un happy about Charlie; it has been the one drawback to all my—my happiness, Sidney”—the tears were in her eyes— “the thought of Charlie, outcast and disinherited and miserable. You know we were little children together; and poverty for Charlie would mean tempt ation. Now, with an income, he can marry and settle down, and-” “And you are sure you did not re gret that you-” “Quite—quite sure. Oh, Sidney, how can you be so foolish?” murmured my wife, with her head on my shoulder. “You don’t know how jealous I have been of your cousin Charlie,” I con fessed. “I could not believe in my own happiness—it seemed too great; and you will admit that I had some ground for my doubts and suspicions.” “You were very foolish and very blind,” repeated my wife. “Charlie and I were nothing more than brother and sister.” “Did he never ask you to be some thing more?" I inquired. "That day, when I met you together, for In stance?” "You have no right to ask me such questions," Nona replied with dignity; "and if you please, we will talk busi ness." "Yes, we will talk business,” I as sented. "Do you know, my dearest, that in the present phase of the affair, it is Mr. Branscombe who gives you the half of Forest Lea—not you who give it to him. Without the will, which clearly he does not intend to surren der, he is the possessor of the estate." "Does it matter?" asked my wife. "No,” I answered, shrugging my shoulders. “It is simply a detail.” "And there will be nothing to pre vent the compromise?" asked this de termined little woman, anxiously. “Nothing excepting the restitution of the will. You could not, in that case, give away anything.” "Then I hope it will never be re stored. In fact,” said my wife with emphasis, "I would not receive it; I would destroy it.” "Then you must not take me into your confidence,” I laughed. "I can’t have anything to do with compounding a felony.” • • • • Nona was never tempted to carry her threat into execution. Charlie Branscombe’s troublesome career came to a sudden end by the bursting of an overcharged rifle on a hunting expedi tion; and amongst the papers handed over to us by a foreign banker was the missing will. It was not without some natural tears to his memory that bis faithful hearted cousin accepted at last her in heritance; and, if she is now consoled by the fair bright face of a young Har old Branscombe Fort, who, as second son, is to be the heir—as he is the namesake—of the good old colonel, she still loves to trace in the frank, deli cate features a likeness to the lost playmate of her youth. And I am no longer jealous. (The End.) CURIOUS PETS FOR WOMEN. Some minds are strikingly original, even in the choice of pets. Certainly this was the case with the wife of a gentleman farmer who made a pet of a pig. The animal lost its mother early, and the lady, taking pity on the little orphan, bore it off to the kitchen, where she succeeded by the aid of a feeding bottle, in rearing it. The pig became a great pet, and used to follow its owner like a dog. It could hardly have been its outward at traction that won her heart; it must have been its qualities which endeared it to her. Another very singular pet was that of a frog, which was tamed by a young girl in the country and would come out from under the leaves at her approach to be fed with a strawberry. A lady who was confined to her room had a fowl which, before her illness, was a constant companion. It used to be regularly brought to her room every morning to see her and be fed by her own hands, and allowed to take a short walk about her room. Another member of the feminine gender actually made a pet of a tur key, and declared it should ‘'never be eaten, but die in its own good time,” which it did of old age. A much more extraordinary instance of a strange pet, for a woman, at any rate, was where an old lady so far overcame the natural repugnance of her sex as to tame a mouse which had been caught in her store cupboard. So successful was her treatment thaf at last the tiny animal would take crumbs from its mistress’ fingers.—Woman’s Life. THE BEST OF IT, And Slili lovely Woman la Clamoring; for Her Rights. Every man has his day; but thanks to his gallantry, woman has every day. If reasonably indulgent, she is mis tress of her destiny. She has her fin ger in all sorts of pie, writes Jean Po tage in the Boston Home Journal. Her sins are forgiven her. If she murders a man who has failed to treat her like the perfect lady she was not, the jury • is pretty apt to acquit her, taking into consideration' the naughtiness of the man. On the other hand if she treats a man nastily, and he does her quietus make with a large bodkin, twelve good men and true disbelieve his story and order him to the scaffold. If she sues her lover for breach of promise, she gets at least a part of what she sues for. If he sues her he gets the ha-ha i from all the newspapers. In case of a quarrel in which she is to blame, she has a court of last resort which is closed to mankind—she can always shed tears when she finds things are not going her way. If she loses a part of woman’s glory—her golden locks—she may piece out the remain der with some adroitly commingled curls, to the eternal deception of th’e public, and so never hear the remarks of derision turned toward her bald headed husband. If she’s an actress she can play Juliet and Hamlet both, while the male Thespian, though he may make a better Hamlet', is preclud ed by public prejudice and an insipient black beard from ever looking at the moonlight and asking Romeo where fore he is Romeo. And still she asks for her “rights” and seeks for “power.” The first person who asked for the earth, and then scolded because it was not fried on both sides and turned over, must have been of the sex that brought Adam to grief with an apple. An industrious man with good sense doesn't have to depend upon luck. CLASSIFYING PAUPERS. Comforts and I’rlrllrRca for 1'hoM l)f serving Them. In opening “classification wards1' the Fulham guardians have taken a notable departure and the result of their experiment will be watched with iuterest, says the London Telegraph. Prior to 1895 the inmates of work houses were only classified according to age and without reference to char acter or past career. In January of that year the local government board issued a circular directing that so far as circumstances permitted there might be a subdivision of the Inmates with reference to their moral character and behavior or their previous habits. The Fulham guardians appointed a com mittee. which has drawn up a scheme, and a large company attended at the workhouse In Fulham Palace road re cently, when practical efTect was given to the chief recommendation of the committee. The Rev. P. S. G. Pro pert, the chairman of the board, ex plained that two comfortable and well furnished wards are henceforth to be provided for the separate accommoda tion of the aged and deserving poor only. About sixty men and about the same number of women have been selected as worthy to be included in this class. All are over 65 years of age, have fallen on evil days through no fault of their own, and until compelled to seek the shelter of the workhouse, led respectable lives. In the case of the men, many have lived in the parish nearly all their lives and several have been rate-payers for a long series of years. They will, so long as their con duct is good, enjoy certain privileges— of increased leave of absence, separate wards, a garden reserved for their sole use and a smoking room for the men. The dietary meantime remains the same as in the other parts of the house, but it is hoped the local government board may in this reepect allow certain relaxations. THE TORTOISE Boom When It Is Going to Bala and Makes for Shelter. The tortise is not an animal one would naturally fix upon as likely to be afraid of rain, but it is singularly so. Twenty-four hours or more before rain falls the Gallapagos tortoise makes for some convenient shelter. On a bright, clear morning, when not a cloud Is to be seen, the denizens of a tortoise farm on the African coast may sometimes be seen heading for the nearest overhang ing rocks. When that happens the pro prietor knows that rain will come down during the day, and as a rule It comes down in torrents. The sign never fails. This pre-sensation, or whatever you may call it, which exists in many birds and beasts may be explained partly from the increasing weight of the at mosphere when rain is forming, partly by habits of living and partly from the need of moisture which is shared by all. If we want to find a country where nature has turned things topsy-iurvy— that is, according to our notion—we must go to Australia. Many things are reversed in that country. It Is sum mer there while it is winter in Amer ica. Trees shed their bark instead of their leaves; fruit has the stone or kernel outside; swans are black; there is a species of fly that kills and eats the spider, and a fish, called the climb ing perch, that walks deliberately out of the water and, with the aid of its fins, climbs the adjacent trees after the insects that infest them. RADIOGRAPHS By a New Process Made as Quickly as Photographs. Heretofore it has not been possible to make a radiograph as quickly as a photograph. Ordinarily from one to three minutes are required to make a satisfactory radiograph of a hand. Mr. E. W. Caldwell, however, has brought the achievements of the X-ray pretty close to those of white light. In the New York Electrical Review he pub lishes two reproductions of radio graphs; one made in one-flve-thou sandth of a second, the other in six teen-thirty-fourths of a second; the latter is strong and brilliant. These pictures were made without any new or unusual method, but it was, of course, necessary to use very efficient tubes and exciting apparatus, and to develop the negative with care. The exciting apparatus consisted of a good, oil-in sulated induction coil, giving a four teen-inch spark, and a liquid inter rupter making thirty-four breaks per second. Current from the Edison mains at 117 volts was used. The neg atives were made on celluloid films laid face down upon a calcium tungstate screen. As celluloid offers much less resistance to X-rays than glass, the film so arranged utilized the fluorescent screen to the greatest advantage. Friend of Dickens Dead. London Correspondence to Chicago Record: An old friend of Charles Dick ens has just died. His name was John Chipperfleld and he held the post of lampman and subsequently lamp in spector at the Tilbury railway station. Dickens, who was a frequent traveler from London to Tilbury on the South End railroad, made his acquaintance and spent many an hour with him. He immortalized Chipperfleld as Lamps in the Christmas number of All Year Round, entitled “Mugby Junction.” A Valuable Find. A lad of Rhaiard, Wales, while look ing for foxes on the hills the other daj discovered a gold ring, a gold armlet and a gold necklet. Mr. Reed of the British museum pronounces the arti cles to be distinctly Celtic, of exquisite workmanship and of great antiquity, at least 1,000 years old. According to the Ixw of treasure-trove, the boy will re ceive the full antiquarian value of the articles, less 20 per cent. The Srplvmlirr Atl intlr> i President Charles Kendall Adams ! opens the September Atlantic with a review of” The Irresistible Tendencies,” the spirit of the ages, the great move ments of centuries or generations, which change the face of the world; Instancing chiefly the spirit of individ ualism, to which he attributes the won derful advances in liberty and progress of the last four hundred years. He claims thnt the fundamental fact is that the whole of this vast movement Is the advance of civilization upon bar barism. He maintains that it is the ever irresistible encroachment of the modern spirit upon the spirit of an tiquity; electricity driving out the rush light; the white man ever civilizing the red man or pushing him out of the way. And this great movement is in the interests of a larger and a richer and a higher humanity. Wmtfrn Intellectual Product*. "The Farmer’s Cheerful Helper” is the title of a book for which a copy right has been granted to the author, G. W. Hamilton of Des Moines. Patents have been allowed but not yet issued as follows: To W. H. Lyon and J. C. Wallich, of Creston. Ia., for a mail pouch that is adapted to be opened and closed quicker than the old style and when closed and locked ae cess to the contents without a key is impossible except by cutting a flex ible part thereof. To W.D. Weir of Gil more City, la., for a portable and trans formable hoisting machine. A mast is mounted on f truck, a boom swiv eled to the mast and means for oper ating it, a crane mounted on the truck and means for swinging it horizontally and vertically and a fork adapted for liftlngf corn shocks detachably con nected therewith and all the parts so arranged and combined that they can be readily adjusted to transform the machine to adapt it to be used advan tageously in doing various kinds of hard work on a rarm. Authors and inventors entitled to I protection for their Intellectual pro- * ducts pursuant to our copyright and Patent laws can consult ub in person or by letter without charge. THOMAS G. ORWIG, J. RALPH ORWIG, REUBEN G. ORWIG. Registered Attorneys. Des Moines, la., Aug. 19, '99. It Is still undecided whether Ashing for suckers is an obtuse or an acute angle. Hall’s Catarrh Coro Is a constitutional cure. Price. 75c. To what deep gulfs a single devia tion from the track of human duties leads.—Byron. General Manager Underwood of the Baltimore and Ohio railroad, has a plan to unify and simplify the tit' .s of of ficials. Several of the officers have duties to perform which are not shown by their official designation, and on July 1st the following changes will be made: Harvey Middleton, now gen eral superintendent of motive power, will be mechanical superintendent, in charge of all shops, and the construe- | tion of and repairs to locomotives and | cars. David Leo, engineer mainto- J nance of way, lines west of Ohio river, will be superintendent maintenance of way, trans-Ohio division, and D. A. Williams will be superintendent of stores. Pleasant, Palatable, I otont. Ksxy to Huy, ean> to take, rimy In sot Ion, cany In reunite Cssrsreis Can.ly Catharllc.ldral liver regu lator ami Intestinal tonic. All ilriiKKlrts, 10«, 2>r,60e. At a temperance gathering held in a cathedral city in the south of England the chairman thought it desirable to reply to an attack which had been made upon him in the local press. “My opponent,” said he, "calls me an ascetic. I hurl the accusation back in his teeth. I have been a total abstainer from my birth.” PITS Permanently Pored. Nodt« ornerrnuaneaa after flret day’ll uxe of Dr. Kline'* tireat Nerve Keetorer. Send for FKF.K 08.00 trial bottlo and treatiee. Da. R. H. Kl.lNl, Ltd., *31 Arch St., Philadelphia, Pa. If there is any pet«on whom you dislike, that is the one of whom you should never Bpeak.—Cecil. Mr*. Winslow'* Sootliln* Kjrnp. For children teething, aolten* rho gmrt, reduce* fn* Gam tuition, allay* pain, cure* wind colic. 2T>o a bottlo Sailors are noted for their strange pets gathered in all corners of the ■world, but of all animals they love, the cat holds the foremost place In Jack’s affections. Are Ton (Talng Allen's Foot-Knie? 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