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Night in a Marconi Station.
From Pearson's Magazine.
A night In the Marconi long distance I
wireless telegraph station at South
Wellfleet, on Cape Cod. is a night spent
In a realm of wonders. It Is a night of
mysterious sights and sounds emanat
ing from things that are little known,
from things that are ill advance of the
age.
Even the men who are employed
ithere, whose duty It Is to receive and
transmit these wonderful, winged air ]
mescages over vast stretches of gray
sea, have never become accustomed to
the wonder, to the mystery of It all,
and the Impression one gets of them at
their work Is that of a band of men
duly sensible of the fact that they are
Jn close touch with perhaps the great
est discovery of all time.
The band of wonder- workers at South
Weelfleet numbers eight men. They are
the manager, Mr. Paget; an assistant
manager; Mr. Bangay, chief electrician,
S very able man, by the way; an assist
ant electrician, two operators from the
wireless telegraph school at Babylon, K
ll; aa engineer, and old “Cap'n Bill,”
late of the salt seas, whose duty It Is
to guard the IncJosure and to see that
strangers not properly accredited do
not j—*—• the Marconi preserves. For
there are rival wireless telegraph com
panies, and Marconi has secrets that
same of them would like to have.
It Is not a large place, this mysteri
ous operating room, where the operator
now begins his work of talking to ves
sels far out at sea, and every inch of
■paoe is utilised. There are mysterious
Itanka of oil. and sheets of zinc, and
strange appliances, and telegraph keys
land aouuAers, and the like, and the con
crete floor Is covered with rubber mats
Kshlch wind In and out among the ap
paratus In ways as devious as those of
a labyrinth.
Suddenly a little brazen bell clangs
out a warning that some vessel wishes
to talk. Far out at sea, In the dark
ness, a thousand or more miles away,
Boms man has pressed a key, a spark
has shot to the masthead wires, and
then another, and another—each spark
starting In shoreward flight, dots and
dashes which, being caught on the
overhead wires, have been sucked down
Into the operating room of the station,
clanging the brazen bell In their course
and then flashing through various ap
pliances designed to record them. In the
shape of sound, on the telegraph Instru
ment.
The message Is from the captain of
the Umbria, and strange It seems to
hear, as It were, a voice from the deep.
Even the operator has never got over
the novelty of this. Here Is the mes
sage:
"Report all well. High head seas.
Nasty tonight. Sighted a derelict In
mid-ocean. Spoke the Deutschland."
Then comes messages from the pas
sengers to friends and relatives ashore,
and the mental Impressions all this
arouses among the attaches of the sta
tion are ever the same, night after
night; their minds are carried far out
over the dark ocean, out into the Invis
ible beyond, and they picture the
great liner rolling her lonely way
among the gray-backed combers, the
cabin light flickering fitfully over the
waters, the officers on the bridge In
their oilskins, with eyes straining for
unseen dangers ahead.
Started to Hie Fortuno by a Kitten.
From the New York Press.
Gathering from his practice ail in
come large enough to permit him to
own on auto In which lie goes to the
(hornet of his fashionable patients, a
young Boston doctor attributes all his
good fortune—after his own inherent
worth—to his kindness to a stray kit
ten. After he finished his term as an
Interne in a big hospital he put out
his shingle, but his neighbors did not
seem to appreciate his greatness and
his funds were getting low. One even
ing a kitten mewing plaintively and
evidently with a leg broken strayed in
to his office, and after the kitten a
dirty faced urchin of C, who begged
the doctor to help the suffering ani
mal. It went against the grain of the
rising light to begin his professional
career on a cat, and he was about to
refuse brusquely and turn the intrud
ers out; but his heart got the bet
ter of his pride and lie did a neat
Job with splints and bandage. Just as
he finished his bell was rung and a
handsomely dressed woman came in.
She asked for the kitten. The boy,
she explained, was the son of her cook
and was permitted to play with the
pet. Through his carelessness the ac
cident had occurred. The kitten, she
explained, her eyes filling with tears,
had belonged to her little girl and was
the last thing at which the child had
smiled before she died. The upshot of
the bit of Burgery was that the woman
sang the young doctor’s praises far and
wide, and now he is thinking of get
ting an assistant to help take care of
his practice.
«-«>—
Compliment for Opio Read.
Mr. Ople Read, the well known author
of "An American in New York,” has given
not a little of his time to platform work
where ho takes a chair and s'.ts down
among his listeners, lie says: "Abroad,
lecturers and public speakers sit down be
fore thetr audiences, and why should not
ho put his audience at case. They get
tired seeing him stand, and hope he won’t
wear himself out, and then there Is a
closer bond of sympathy and confidence
between them."
For many years past a great many
stories have been told of Mr. Read, and
here are a few of them:
"Last winter I was lecturing out in Iowa
and one miserably cold day as I sat be
side the stove the door opened and a farm
er came In pulling a large bag of some
thing behind him. ‘Well,’ ho said, ‘I've
been a reading your books and I promised
myself if you ever came to this here town
I'd bring you a bushel and a half of the
finest wine sap apples on the place.’
"Another time I was down in the coun
try where the Beene in one of »ny books la
laid. Sitting idly by a little creek I heard
a man call to another who was passing by,
’Read the book I loaned you?’ ‘Oh,’—
‘.mentioning cne of my st( rlj;)—‘Why, lhat
ain’t no book at all. l’te heard lots of
folks talk that way.' Well, that is about
the best compliment I ever received."
The Worm Turn*.
I The m’nor poet brooded over his lemon
I ade.
| "Shh,” he said darkly. "Can you keep «
| secret?”
1 "Till death,” his companion replied.
I "Know then,” said I ho poet, seizing the
j other’s wrist, "that I am to he avenged at
last on the editor of the Trash magazine.
1 sent him a sonnet last week, and poi
soned the gum on the return envelope.”
And with a harsh, blood-curdling laugh
the desperato young man passed out into
the night.
Roosevelt Teeth Going Dentist’s W*y
From the New York American.
President Roosevelt’s famous teeth
are beginning to show signs of having
passed their prime. So seriously have
they been affected that the president re
cently had a number of serious consul
tations with Ills dentist, and he ha»
spent much time in the chair while the
surgeon has probed, hammered, brushed
and Investigated. •
President Roosevelt’s teeth are known
from Sandy Hook all the way west
ward until Sandy Hook is reached
again. There Is no set of teeth better
known in the world, and every one who
has talked with the president recalls
as one of the vivid recollections of the
Interview the glittering, glistening,
white and powerful looking teeth that
give his face one of its strongest char
acteristics.
Te*n«»«e Praise.
Dayton, Tenn., Dec. 11.—(Special.}
—Among many prominent resident* to
praise Dodd's Ki’duey Pills Is Mf. N.
It. Roberts of this place H* toll* of
what they have done for him, and hi*
words will go deep into tho heart* of
n 11 who are suffering In the same way.
He says:
“X wa* a martyr to Kidney Trouble,
but Dodd’s Kidney Pills completely
cured me. I shall always keep them
on hand In case there should be any re
turn of the old trouble, but I am thank
ful to say they did their work so well
there ha* not been the slightest alga
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pain In my back used to be terrible.
If I got down I had a bard Job to gat
straight again. But my back 1* Ilk* a
new one now and I can stoop as much
as I please. X don’t believe there ever
was any medicine half so good a*
Dodd'* ICldney Pill*.’’
An Awful Accident.
From the Tattler.
"Where's that funny cap with tht
ear flaps you used to wear last year?”
"Week sir, I havna worn It aln’ the
accident.”
"What accident was that, Donald?”
“A shlntilman asked me to hae a
drink, art’ I dldna hear him.”
Laundering the Baby’a Clothes.
Many mothers are not aware that
'chafing and much discomfort may be
[caused the baby by tho strong alkalies
in the soap with which the little gar
Iments are washed. Hence the work
^should bo done at home uuder the moth
er's directions and only Ivory Soap used.
ELEANOR R. PARKER.
The Woman and the Sultan.
The story of an Interview that once took
place between Mrs. Reader and the sultan
of Johore, India, la thus related by Juliet
Wjlhor Tompkins in her continuation of
the mstory of “Ella Rawls Reader, Finan
cier," in the October Everybody’s:
“She named her conditions: the right to
1h«uo five million dollars’ worth of six- per
cent. bonds: one hundred and twenty thou
sand acres of land extending along tho
one hundred and twenty miles of track;
Un mines—but here royalty demurred a
little; he though he would keep all tho
tin mines. For the first time the young
contractor slipped Into feminine processes
of reasoning and set aside for a moment
the urgent business-full enthusiasm of the
promoter for the dismay of the human girl
who sees her pet project In danger of fail
ure.
“ ‘But you are so rich, you know you
don’t need all those mines,’ she argued,
’and we do!’
“The sultan conceded the mines. From
an oriental point of view tho experience
was perhaps cheap at the price. He con
ceded tho live million dollars’ worth of
bonds, tho one hundred and twenty thou
sand acres of land. At the end of their
three hours' talk Ella Rawls had In her
possession a five-million-dollar contract to
build a railroad across the state of Johore;
and its ruler had secured, on fair terms, a
means to wealth and civilization the need
of which coul^ no longer bo Ignored. She
had come to him at tho psychological
moment, when the contract was ripe for
giving; sho had shown herself clear-head
ed and resolute, master of the facts and
frankly open in her statements; sho had
demanded much, knowing the value of
what she gave, but there had been no
sign of sharpness, of trying to steal an
advantage. No doubt to a man accus
tomed to be approached by Indirect
methods, by gifts and flatteries, there was
p. wholesome convincingness in this novel
experience, a welcome promise of good
faith. At all events* be accepted freely
and wholly.”
A BRAIN WORKER
Unit Have the Kind of Food thn
Noortihei Brain.
“I am a literary man whose nervous
energy is a great part of my stock in
trade, and ordinarily I have little pa
tience with breakfast foods and the
extravagant claims made of them. But
I cannot withhold my acknowledg
ment of the debt that I owe to Grape
Nuts food.
"I discovered long ago that the very
bulkiness of the ordinary diet was not
calculated to give one a clear head, the
power of sustained, accurate thiuking.
I alwnys felt heavy and sluggish In
mind as well as body after eating the
ordinary meal, which diverted tho
blood from the brain to the digestive
apparatus.
‘T tried foods easy of digestion, but
found them usually deficient lu nutri
ment. I experimented with mauy
breakfast foods and they,, too, proved
unsatisfactory, till I reached Grape
Nuts. And then the problem was
solved.
“Grape-Nuts agreed with me perfect
ly from the beginning, satisfying my
hunger and supplying the nutriment
that so many other prepared foods
lack.
"I had not been using It very long
before I found that I was turning out
an unusual quantity and quality of
work. Continued use has .demonstra
ted to my entire satisfaction that
Grape-Nuts food contains,'all the ele
ments needed by the brain;, and ner
vous system of the hard-worklng^pub
11c writer." Name given by Poatum
‘Co.. Battle CreekT Mleh’.
There's a reason. Read the. little
^book, “The Road to WellvUla," 1b pkga.
I
THE MASTER OF APPLEBY
‘ ■ ■ ■ ■ —— By Fr&ncia Lynda. ■ 1 ■ — ■ < *
CHAPTER XLVI.—Continued.
I went on, drifting aimlessly from
group to group, and dallying of set pur
pose. If I had read Colonel Tarleton’s
glance aright, the moments were grow
ing diamond-precious; but as yet nei
ther half of my errand was done. Come
what might, 1 must see Margery again
and have her tell me where and how to
find tlie priest; and ’twas borne in
upon me that she would come back to
seek me as soon as she could be free
of her partner in the dance.
The forecast as to my lady had its
fulfillment while yet the spinetter was
striking out the final chords of the
minuet. A lady dropped her kerchief,
and I was before her swain in stooping
to pick it up, As I bowed low in re
turning the bit of lace to its owner, a
voice that I had learned to know and
love whispered In my ear.
"Make your way to the clock landing
of the stair; I must have speech with
you,” it said; and for a wonder I was
cool enough to obey with no more than
a sidelong glance at my lady passing
on the arm of iijiother epauletted dan
gler.
She was before me at the meeting
place, and there w'as no laughing wel
come in the deep-welled eyes. Instead
they flashed me a look that made me
wince.
"VV'hat folly is this, sir?” Will you
never have done taking my honor and
your own life into your reckless
hands?”
1 bowed my head to the storm. With
the dagger of my miserable errand
sticking in my heart there was no fight
In me.
"I am but come to do your bidding,"
I said, slowly, for the words cost me
sorely in the coin of my anguish. "I
had your letter, and if you will say
how I may find Father Matthieu—”
She broke me in the midst. "Mon
Bleu!" she cried. “Could I guess that
you would come here, into the very
noose of the gallows? Oh. how you do
heap scorn on scorn upon me! Once
you made me give silent consent to a
falsehood you told; twice, nay, thrice,
you have made me disloyal to the king;
and now you come again to make me
look (he world in the face and tell a
smiling lie to shield you! O, Holy
Mother, pity me!” And with this she
put her face in her hands and began
to sob.
Now we were measurably isolated on
Now we were only measurably iso
lated on the stair, and some sense of
the hazard we took—a hazard involv
ing her as well as Richard and myself
—steadied me with a sudden shock.
"Control yourself," I whispered.
“What is done, is done, and the misery
Is not all yours to suffer. Tell me how
1 may find the priest, and I will do my
errand and be gone.”
"You can not stay to find him now—
you must not," she insisted, coming out
of the fit of despair with a rebound.
"He is in the town—indeed, I know not
where he is just now. Can you not en
dure it a little longer, Captain Ireton?"
"No,” said I, sullenly. T have been
living a lie all these months to the
friend 1 love best, and 1 will not do it
more.”
Could I be mistaken! surely there
was a flash not of anger in
tlie eyes that were lifted to mine,
the voice that said: "Then Dick does
not know?—you have not told him?”
"No; I have told no one.”
"l’oor Dick!" she said softly. "I
thought he knew, and I—”
She paused, and in the pause it
flashed upon rue how she had wronged
my dear lad; how she hud thought he
would make brazen love to her know
ing she was the wife of another. 1
thanked God in my heart that I had
been able to right him thus fur.
After a time she said: “Why did
you make me marry you, Monsieur
John? Oh, I have racked my brain so
for the answer to that question. I
know you said it was to save my
honor. But surely we have paid a
heavier penally than any that could
have been laid upon me had you left
me as X was.”
"I was but a short-sighted fool, and
no prophet,” I rejoined, striving hard
to keep the bitterness of soul out of
my words. “At the moment it seemed
the only way out of the pi of doubt
into which my word .o Colonel Tarle
ton had plunged you. But there was
another motive. You saw the paper X
signed that night, with Lieutenant Ty
bee and your father's factor for the
witnesses?"
"Yes.”
“Do you know what it was?”
"No.”
” 'Twas tne last will and testament
of one John Ireton, gentleman, in which
he bequeathed to Margery, his wife, his
estate of Appleby Hundred.”
“Apple Hundred?” she echoed.
"But my father—”
"Your father holds but a conflscator's
title, and It, with many others, has been
voided by the congress of North Caro
lina. Richard Jennifer Is my dear
friend, and you—”
"I begin to understand—a little," she
said, and now her voi ; was low and
she would not look at me. Then, in
the same low tone: "But now—now
you would be free again?"
“How can you ask? As ’natters
stand, I have marred your life and
Dick’s most hopelessly. Do you won
der that I have been reckless of the
hungn ? that I care no Jot for my
interfering life at this moment, save as
the taking of it may involve you and
Richard?"
“No, surely," she said, still speaking
softly. And now she gave me her eyes
to look into, and the hardness was all
melted out of them. "Did you com.1
here, under the shadow of the gallows,
to tell me this, Monsieur John?"
"There shall be no more half-confi
dences between us, dear lady. I had
my leave of General Morgar., on the
score of our need for better Informa
tion of Lord Cornwallis’ designs; but
i should have come in any case—want
ing the leave, my commission us a spy,
ot any ether excuse."
“To tell me this?”
“To do the bidding of your letter,
and to say that whilst i live I shall be
shamed for the bitter words 1 gave you
when 1 was sick.”
"I mind them not; I had forgotten
them.” she said.
“But I have qot forgotten, nor ever
shall. Will you say you forgive me,
Margery?”
“For thinking I had poisoned you?
How do you know I did not?"
“I have seen Scdpio. Will you shrive
me for that disloyalty, dear lady?"
“Did X not say X had forgotten it?”
“Thank you,” I said, meunlng*lt from
the bottom of my heart. "Now one
thing more, and you shall send me to
Father Matthieu. ’Tls a shameful t.klng
to speak of, but the thought of it ran
kles and will rankle till I have begged
you to add It to the things ffargotfen.
That morning in your dressing
room—”
She put hp her hands as if she would
poslj the words 'back.
"Spgre me, sir," she begged. “There
are soule things that must always fee
unspeakable between us, and that
one of them. But if It will help you to
know—that I know—how—how you
came there—”
She was flushing most painfully, and
I was scarce more at ease. But having
gone thus far, I must needs let the
thought consequent slip into words.
“Your father’s motives have ever
been misundcrstandable to me. What
could he hope to gain by such a thing?”
I had no sooner said it than I could
have bitten my masterless tongue. For
in the very voicing of the wonder I
saw, or thought I saw, Gilbert Stair’s
purpose. Since I had not made good
my promise to die and leave the es
tate to Margery, he would at least
make sure of his daughter’s dowry in
it by putting it beyond us to set the
marriage aside as a thing begun but
not completed.( So, having this behlnd
time flash of after-wit, I made haste
to efface the question I had asked.
"Your pardon, I pray you; I see now
’tis a thing we must both bury out of
sight. But to the other—the matter
which has brought me hither; will you
put me in the way of finding Father
Matthieu?”
We had talked on through the meas
ures of a cotillion, and the dancers,
warm and wearied, were beginning to
fill the entrance hall below. Our poor
excuse for privacy would he gone in a
minute or two, and she spoke quickly.
"You shall see Father Matlhieu, and
I will help you. But you must not
linger here. In a few days the army
will be moving northward—Oh, heav
ens! what have I said!"
"Nothing,” I cut in swiftly; "you are
speaking now to your husband—not to
the spy. Go on. if you please.”
“We shall return to Appleby Hun
dred within the fortnight. There, if
you are still—if you desire it, you may
meet the good cure, and—”
A much-bepowdered captain of cav
alry was coming up the stair to claim
her, and I was fain to let her go. But
at my passing of her to the step below,
I whispered: “I shall keep the tryst—
my first and last with you, dear lady.
Adieu.”
So soon aq she was gone I made
haste to find Richard, having, as I
feared, greatly overstayed my ap
pointment to meet him at the door. He
was not among the promenaders in the
hall, so I began to drift again, through
the ballroom and so on to where the
spread table stood ringed with its
groups of nlbb'lers. I had made no
more than half the round of the re
fectory when I saw Margery standing
in the curtained arch, looking this way
and that, with anxious terror written
plainly in her face.
“What is it?” I asked, when she had
found me out.
" 'Tis the worst that could happen.”
she whispered. “You are discovered,
both of you. Colonel Tnrleton was too
shrewd for us. He has let it be known
among the officers that there are two
sides, in the house, and now—Hark!
what is that?”
We were standing in a deep window
bay and I drew the curtain an inch or
two. The air withotft was filled with
the tra’mpling of hoofbeats on green
sward. A light-horse troop was sur
rounding the manor house.
I drew her arm in mine and led her
back to the ballroom; 'tuns now come
to this, that, open publicity was our
best safeguard. “We must find Dick,”
said I. "Have you seen him?”
"No.”
Together we made the slow circuit
of the dancing room, but Jennifer was
not to be found. Out of the tail of my
eye I saw a soldier slipping in here and
there to stand statue-like against the
wall. This brought it to a matter of
minutes, of seconds, mayhap, and still
we looked in vain for Dick.
"Oh, why did you bring him here? He
will surely be taken!” Her voice was
tremulous with fear, and I answered
as I could, being sore at heart, in spite
of all, that her chief concern should be
for Richard.
But by now my purpose was well
take„n, and though it appeared that
Richard Jennifer was more than ever
my successful rival, I pledge you, my
dears, i had no thought of leaving him
behind. So we made another slow
ijound of the rooms, and whilst we were
looking for Dick X spoke in guarded
whispers to warn my lady of Falcon
net's return. But the warning was not
heeded.
Her shudder of loathing shook the
hand on my arm. "That man! Oh,
Monsieur John! I fear him day and
night! If X could but run away; but
you are not finding Dick—we must find
him quickly!”
There was no other place to look save
in the entrance hall, and at the door
one of the two statue-like soldiers took
two steps aside and barred the way. I
faced about and we plunged once again
into the throng, but not before I had a
glimpse of Richard in the hall beyond.
When the chance offered, I bent to
whisper.
"Dick is in the hall, looking for me,
go you to him and warn him. I may
not pass the door, as you have seen.”
"lie will not escape without you," she
demurred.
"Tell him lie must. Tell him I say
he must!”
She glanced over her shoulder with a
look in her eyes that made me think
of a wounded bird fluttering in the net
of the fowler.
"Oh, 'tis hard, hard!” she murmured.
I snatched'the word from her lips.
“To choose between love and wifely
duty? Then 1 make it a command. Go
quickly!"
She went at that, and I made my way
slowly to the far side of the ball room,
taking post in a deep-recessed window
giving upon the lawn. Though it was
January and the night was chill and
raw, the rooms were summer warm
with tlie breath cf the crush, and some
one had swung the casement.
Without, 1 could hear the horses of
the waiting troop champing restlessly
at their bits, and now and again the
low gentling words of the riders. Why
the colonel did not spring his trap at
once I could not guess; though I learn
ed later that he had magnified cur two
man spying venture into a patriot
foray meant to capture the whole
household of British officers at a swoop
and was taking his measures accord
ingly.
Twas while I was listening to the
champing horses that I heard my name
whispered in the darkness beyond the
open casement. 1 turned slowly, and
the nearest of the soldier watchers be
gan to edge his way toward my win
dow.
" 'Tis I—Dick Jennifer,” whispered
the voice without. "Swing the case
•ment a little wider and out with you.
Be swift about it, for God's sake!”
“1 am fair trapped," 1 whispered
back. "Make oft' as you can."
"And leave you behind?" So much I
heard; and then came sounds of a
Struggle; the breath-catchlngs of two
men locked In a strangler's hold, a
Smothered oath or two, a fall on the
tyrf under the window, followed by the
Soft thudding of fist blows. 1 could
it no longer. The edging soldier
had come within arm's reach, and when
I swung the casement a little wider,
he laid a hand on my shoulder.
“In the name of the king!” he said;
and this was all he had time or leave
to say. For at the summons I drove
my fist against the point of his wag
ging jaw, to send him plunging among
the dancers, and the recoil of the blow
carried me clear of the window seat
with what a din and clamor of a hue
and cry to speed the parting guest as
you may figure for yourselves.
The alighting ground of the leap was
the body of Dick’s late antagonist ly
ing prone beneath the window letfge;
but the lad himself was up and ready
to catch me when I stumbled over the
vanquished one.
” 'Tis legs for it now," he cried.
“Make for the avenue and the horses
are the hitch rail.”
At rising twenty a man may run fast
and far; at rising* forty he may still
run far if the first hundred yards do
not burst his bellows. So when we
had darted through the thin line of
encircling horsemen and were flying
down the broad avenue with all the
troopers who had caught sight of us
thundering at our heels, Dick was the
pace-setter, whilst I made but a shifty
second, gasping and panting and dying
a thousand deaths in the effort to
catch my second wind.
"Courage!” shouted Dick, flinging the
word back over his shoulder as he ran.
“There is help ahead if we can live to
reach the gate."
But luckily for me the help was near
er at hand. Half way down the box
bordered drive, when I was at my last
gasp, the shrill yell of the border par
tisans rose from the shubbery on the
right and a voice that I shall know and
welcome in another world cried out:
“Stiddy, boys! stiddy till ye can see
the whites o' their eyes! Now, then;
give it to ’em hot and heavy!”
A haphazzard banging of guns fol
lowed and the pursuit drew rein in
some confusion, giving us time to reach
the great gate and the horse rail, and
to loose and mount the gray and the
sorrel we had marked out.
Whilst we were about this, Ephraim
Yeates came loping down the avenue
and through the gate to vault into the
saddle of the first horse he could lay
hands on; and so it was that we three
took the northward road in the silver
starlight, with the pursuit now in order
again and in full cry behind us.
’Twas not until we had safely' run
the gantlet of the vedette lines by a
by-path known to the old hunter, and
had shaken off the troopers that were
following, that I found time to ask
what had become of the men who had
formed the ambush in the shrubbery.
The old man gave me his dry chuckle
of a laugh.
“ 'Twas the same old roose d geer
as the downcountry Frenchers 'u’d say.
I stole the drunken sergeant's gun and
two other, and let 'm off one to a time. '
As for the screechin’, one bazoon’s as
good as m dozen, if so be ye blow it
flrece emfugh.”
“ 'Twas cut and dried beforehand,”
Dick, explained. "J had an inkling of
what was afoot from Ephraim, here,
whom I stumbled on when I dropped
from the stair window that Madge
opened for me. He went to set his one
man ambush whilst I was trying to
warn you.”
"So,” said I. “Our skins are 'whole, t
but after all we have come off with
never a word to take back to Dan
Morgan-unless you have the word.”
"Not I,” Dick said, ruefully.
The old man chuckled again.
"Ye ain’t old enough, neither one o’ !
ye, ez I allow. It takes a right old j
person to fish out the innards of an
inimy’s secrets. Colonel Tarleton, hoss, j
foot and dragoons, with the seventh j
rigiment and a part o’ the seventy-first,
will take the big road for Dan Mor
gan’s camp tomorrow at sun up. And
right soon afterwards, Gin’ral Corn
wallis ’ll foller on. Is that what you
youngsters was trying to find out?”
(Continued Next Week.I
CARE OF PAVEMENTS.
Heavy Loads on Narrow Tires Destruc
tive to Streets.
Asphalt Journal: Properly cared for,
a good pavement should last for many
years, and the real economy in work of
this character is to build nothing hut i
good, substantial pavements at the '
start, and then see to it that they are j
protected front abuse and misuse. It is
becoming generally recognized that the i
most attractive and satisfactory pave- !
ment for all ordinary purposes is the t
modern, up-to-date asphalt pavement,
some of which has already been laid in
(his vicinity, with the prospect that an
other considerable stretch of it will be
completed during the present season.
The old theory that asphalt is not well
adapted for standing the wear and tear i
of heavy teams is gradually being dis- I
carded, and the claim is now accepted
that a good asphalt pavement, laid on a
substantial foundation, will stand fully
as much strain as any other kind of
pavement, provided care is taken to in
sist on wide tires for heavy loads. It
is in accordance with this theory that
the city of Chicago is planning to pave
ail of its downtown streets with as
phalt, which is far more noiseless than
brick, block or cobblestone.
It is a fact that is well understood,
however, that the use of narrow tires
for heavy loads is terribly destructive
to any kind of street pavement, no less
than to the maintenance of good coun
try roads, and there is a gen
eral tendency to require by law that all
wagons and other vehicles used in
transporting heavy loads shall be
equipped with tires of specified width.
A list of the leading cities of the coun
try shows that most of them have or
dinances which require a minimum of
one inch to the ton for actual loads,
while in many of them the specified
width of tires is still greater. With
the growing use of asphalt pavements,
however, there is a general tendency
to require all wagons that are used to
convey ordinary loads to have tires not
less than three inches in width, while
in the cases of extra heavy loads the
tires must bo still wider. In this city
there is an ordinance which requires
liies three inches in width for all loads
of 3,COO pounds or over, hut this should
be supplemented by a further require
ment that extra heavy loads, such as
coal, stone, machinery, etc., should
have tires four or five inches wide, ac
cording to tile particular needs.
A Quaint People.
From Andre Saglio’s "The Bigoudines"
in the December Century: The heart of
Brittany never changes, but Us face is
rapidly losing many of its prominent char
acteristics with the leveling influence of
tho French repub ic. It is only far out.
of tile beaten track, now, or on special
occasions like feies, that you see univer
sally tile costumes and customs of the old
American peninsula. On.y an hour’s
journey from Quimper, the modernized
chief town of Finisu re, and you are among
the Bigoudines. a people whose dress sug
gests the Eskimos and Chinese, whose
facts are strongly Mongolian in type, and
; wno in language, customs and beliefs
' seem to have no relation with the rest
of France, More atm more the picturesque
1 problem they present Is coming 10 attract
; attention. Artists, students aim tourists
alike are fascinated by it.
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1 The Atlantic, trails port line recently
had four Similar sl ips LuUt —uvp in
Belfast find tw -u T'ni^de dijjuc The
A'merioan-huot tgdpa £dsi Ip,OCil),
while the Bell's? <tnea cost Si-.lr.fimOO.
A Valuable Agent.
The glycerine employed In Dr. Pierce’s
medicines greatly enhances the medi
cinal properties which it extracts and
holds in solution much better than alco
hol would. It also possesses medicinal
properties of its own, being a valuable
demulcent, nutritive, antiseptic and anti
forment. It adds greatly to the efficacy
of the Black Cherryhark, Golden Seal
root, Stone root and Queen’s root, con
tained in "Golden Medical Discovery” in
subduing chronic, or lingering coughs,
bronchial, throat and lung affections,
for all of which these agents are recom
mended by standard medical authorities.
In all cases whero there is a wasting
away erf flesh, loss of appetite, with
■weak stomach, as in the early stages of
consumption, there can bo no doubt that
glycerine acts as a valuable nutritive and
aids the Golden Seal root. Stone root.
Queen’s root and Black Cberrybark in
Promoting digestion and building up the
eshand strength, controlling the cough
and bringing about a healthy condition ‘i
of the whdle system. Of course, it must
not be expected to Work miracles. It will
not cure consnmntijOii except in Its earlier
stages. It Will euro verji severe, obstin
ate, chronic coughs, bronchial and laryn
geal troubles, and chronic sore throat
with hoarseness. In acute coughs it is
not-so effective. It is in the lingering
coughs, or those of long standing, even
when accompanied by bleeding from
lungs, that it has performed its most
marvelous cures. Send for and read the
little book of extracts, treating of the
properties and uses of the several med
icinal roots that enter into Dr. Pierce’s
Golden Medical Discovery and learn why
this medicine has such a wide range of
application in the dute of diseases, It is
sent free. Address Dr. R. V. Pierce,
Buffajo, N. Y. The "Discovery” con
tains no alcohol or harmful, habit-form
ing drug. Ingredients all printed on each
bottle wrapper ip plain English.
Sick peopfe, especially those suffering
from diseases of longstanding, are invited
to consult Dr. Pierce by letter, free. All
correspondence is held a? stHctly private
and sacredly conMeiitial. Address Dr.
R. V. Pierce. Buffalo, N. Y.
Dr. Pier.ce’s Medical Adviser issent/ree
on receipt of stamps to pay expense of
mailing only. Send 21 one-cent stamp*
for paper-covered, or 31 stamps for cloth
bound copy.
A Positive
CURE
Ely’s Cream Balm
is quickly absorbed.
Gives Relief at Once.
It cleanses, soothes
heals and protects
the diseased mem
brane. It cures Ca
tarrh and drives
away a Cold in the
Head quickly. Be-UAW FFMFO
stores the Senses ofSoiflil w 6» W litail
Taste and Smell. Full size 50 cts., at Drug
gists or by mail; Trial Size 10 cts. by mail.
Ely Brothers, 56 Warren Street, New York*
A Cillvillo Smoke Incidents
“Thar’s a cigaret law in this town,” said
the Billville marshal, “an' you're a-violat
(n’ of it.”
“I beg your pardon,” said the^drumm.er,
■‘but— you don’t want to deprivq a free
dom American citizen of his liberty, do
[’Oil ?”
“No,” replied the marshal, “only of his
cigarcts. You can’t smcke ’em on this de
pot platform.”
“Well, will you direct me to where I may
smoke fn peace?”
“Yes,” replied the marshal. “I’m pretty
scrtain, from the looks o’ you, that you’ll
t moke hereafter, but I won’t guarantee
' he peace when the smoke rises!”
BALD HEADS COVERED
tVlth Luxuriant 11,1 i r and Scaly
Scalps Cleansed and Purified by ^
Cntirara Snap,
Assisted by dressings of Cuticura, the
great skin cure. This treatment at once
stops falling hair, removes crusts,
. tales and dandruff, destroys hair par
asites, soothes irritated, itching sur
faces, stimulates the hair follicles,
loosens the scalp skin, supplies the
yoots with energy and nourishment,
;ind makes the hair grow upon a sweet,
wholesome, healthy scalp, when all
else fails. Complete external and in
ternal treatment for every humor, from
pimples to scrofula, from infancy to
age, consisting of Cuticura Soap, Oint
ment and Pills, price $1.00. A single
set is often sufficient to cure.
Popular Measure.
From the Chicago News.
Thirsty Timothy—De party wot’ll giv
bizzy wid de biriff is de one dat’ll git
.my vote.
Fuzzy Frederick—Wot do youse know
erbout de tariff?
' Thirsty Timothy—I know dat I’m in
■favor uv puttin’ licker on de free list.
TO CURE A COLD IN ONE DAY
Take LAXATIVE BROMO Quinine Tablets.
Druggists refund money if it fails to cure.
K. Vv. t;love’s signature is on each box. 25c.
He Was Safe.
Mrs. Traddles—Tommy, you mustn't
go fishing with Peter Rishers. He is
just getting over the measles.
Tommy Traddles—There won't ba
■any danger, mother. I never catch
anything when I’m fishing.
THE PEOPLE’-o ariJt MAKERS
The Meyer Boot & Shoe Co. of M I
tvaukee, Wig., Designated ng Such
on Account of the Great Variety
of Shoes Manufactured— It’s Pro
duct Heid in High Eiteera by tbs
Public.
The Mayer Root and Shoe Co., of Mil
waukee, is designated as the People's
Shoemakers because it provides shoes fot
each and every member of the family
from the baby up. It makes shoes suita
ble for every conceivable use and supplies
tile proper thing for all purposes and con
ditions. Whether a working shoe for the
farmer, mechanic, miner or lumberman,
or the most stylish and up-to-date shoe
for Sunday wear and special occasions;
whether it is shoes for boys anti girls,
misses or ladies, every day shoes or dresg
shoes, this big establishment has a well
earned reputation for making excellent
goods and for ustag only the best mate
rials in the prq^fWtion of footwear. It’s
trade rndrk, whiOh is stamped on the sole
of every Mayer ghpe, is a safe guide t*
follow when looking for reliable shoes.
“Mayer School Shoes" arc known ev
erywhere as the. ‘!gboe«Cihat wear like
iron.” “Martha Wlllifilngton" is the name
of the company's most popular comfort
shoe, "made without buttons or laces, and
for which there is a big tfethand .among
ladies who seek CMW^ort. Mayer’s
“Western I.Ady" jjmfM<s the most ap
proved and ui>>6klatc Style in ladies*
shpes ,:dn4 “Hoomjffit.” for then ;is whal
heat dttSifrs evTtyivbftre Are ’wearing,
Mayer shoes are sUDctfsd by leading abo*
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