FREE RAILROAD
FARE AND PASS
TO THE INTERSTATE FAIR. SIOUX
CITY, IA., SEPTEMBER
7 TO 15.
Cut this out and mall today to L. H.
Jones, the piano man, Sioux City, la.,
together with the name of anyone who
Is going to buy a piano now or within
two or three months and you will re
ceive an order on the Northwestern
National bank, of Sioux City, la., for
a draft sufficient to buy you a ticket to
the fair for any day you may desig
nate, together with enough to pay your
railroad fare If you live within 150
miles of Sioux City, providing, how
ever, we sell your customer a piano
during the fair.
If this should be read by anyone who
1s In the market for a piano, we will
make you this proposition in addition
to the above: If you will give us a fair
chance to sell you a piano and we do
not, and you buy during the fair, we
will pay you in cash the amount of
your railroad fare and hotel bill during
one full day, and buy you a ticket to
the fair. Our object In making you
this offer Is to get a chance to sell you,
and our confidence In our special prices
during (he fair Is the Incentive.
Special sale of pianos and organs,
new and second-hand. Read our prices
below:
Chickering piano, almost new, orig
inally cost $050, now $276; Weber piano,
very fine case, almost new, In fine con
dition, originally cost $460, now $260;
Emerson piano, shows very little wear,
their very finest case and finest piano,
originally sold for $450, now $236.
Hood Emerson piano, sold when new
for $325, now $150.
Fisher piano, In good condition, or
iginally sold for $500, now $185.
Everett piano, Interior extra good,
formerly sold for $450, now $175.
Very good piano, been used seven
years, now $125.
Very good piano, Kimball make, $00.
Chicago piano. $75.
New pianos.
Four of the best plnno factories we
represent have given us the privilege
to sell their pianos at factory prices,
only adding the freight and expense of
handling. This Is purely an advertising
•cheme and will bring four different
snakes of the best pianos made In the
United States so low the inducement
to buy will be great. Prices are on a
cash basis; however, we will arrange
for small monthly payments, or one,
two and three years’ time at no ad
vance in our cash prices.
Fifty organs and five square pianos
In storage, and must be Bold at once.
Kimball, Story ft Clark, Farrand &
Voley, Chicago Cottage, Newman Bros.,
and others, $10 and up. Every piano
and organ sold bears our personal
guarantee, as good as a farm mortgage.
Our reference, the Northwestern Na
tional and First National banks, Sioux
City.
Open every evening during the fair
until 10 o'clock.
Li. H. Jones, The Plano Man,
620 Fourth street.
His bullet Was a Hornet.
From the Philadelphia Record.
The passengers on a Darby-bound trolley
ear from this city, on the line of the Ches
ter Traction company, were startled to see
a well dressed man, named Elliott, Jump
out of hts seat, clasp his hand to hie left
breast, and exclaim, "My God, I'm shot!"
The man sank back In hi* seat, pallid,
and the passengers clustered around him,
thinking some miscreant had tirod Into
the car, although no shot was heard.
"I feel my blood slowly ebbing away;
Jt Is nay down my arm." said Elliott. He
put 111* hand In, placed It on his arm,
groaned, and pulled It out again covered
with—perspiration. The conductor, as
sisted by a sympathetic passenger, with
great care pulled the man's coat down
over the shoulder and then exposed the
largest specimen of hornet seen In these
parts. He had been stung.
Some Kind of a Cat.
From Judge.
Ethel, aged 8, had succeeded In malting
her dog stand up on his hind legs, but her
efforts to make the cat do likewise re
sulted In the little girl getting a bad
■cratch, whereupon she exclaimed, "You
g—n cat!”
Her horrified mother, who overheard her,
punished her severely; but, not dlBheart
sned. Ethel the next morning again en
deavored to Induce puss to emulate the
dog. and again she felt the force of her
feline claws.
"You-" the angry child began, when
her mother said warnlngly:
“Ethel!"
"Well.” she continued, "you are Just the
Mine kind of a cat you were yesterday."
DOES YOUR BACK ACHEF
Froflt by the Experience of One Wbo
Hns Found Relief.
James R. Keeler, retired farmer, of
Fenner street, Cazenovla, N. Y., says:
“About fifteen years
ago I suffered with
my back and kidneys.
I doctored aud used
many remedies with
out getting relief. Be
ginning with Doan's
Kidney Pills, I found
relief from the first
box. and two boxes
restored me to good,
sound condition. My wife and mauy
of my friends bava used Doau’s Kid
ney I’llls with good results aud I can
earnestly recommend them."
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box.
Foster Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
Popular in Hades.
From the Houston Post.
“Do you suppose peek-a-boos will be
worn In heaven?"
"1 don't know, but they ought to be pop
ular In the other place."
Guns, Traps, Decoys, etc. Lowest prices.
Write for free catalog No. 1. N. W.
Bide & Fur Co., Minneapolis, Minn.
"Getting feven."
In savings banks It is customary to re
quire a new depositor to sign an Identifica
tion blank. In a certain Bavlnga bank re
cently a woman was somewhat unwilling
to comply with this request.
"What Is your husband's name?" asked
the clerk.
"My husband's name la Peter Jones.
■What la your wife's name?” snapped the
(sir depositor.
Mislabeled.
"A mustache cup. madam?" said the
dealer. “Yes. we have a few, I think. But
v «re not much called for any more."
iien, while showing the cupa. he said:
"In the '80s. when mustache cups were
so popular that they were used In the
highest circles, I ordered from Germany
a great number of gilt goods for the
Christinas trade. There were children's
mugs, tea cups, coffee cups, mustache
cups and so on, and I had them lettered
In gold with Inscriptions- 'To Father.' 'Tc
Brother,' 'To Mother.' 'To Sister.'
"Well, madam, when the ••oi.smnrirni
arrived on the Bismarck v.-uuld ><>u t
Iteve that l had on my hands a1*1 tint-t .
cups labeled ’To Slater?' "
After all, people keep a pretty stiff
upper Up.
As you grow older, about all you get
j from a picnic is tired.
• How Americans hate hard work, but
how they love to "josh.”
Remember that more than half your
| suspicions are unfounded.
. Better make excuses than throw
the blame on some one else.
| The only thing easy of accompllsh
j ment In this world Is to be poor.
Borne men seem to en.1oy a toothpick
as much as others enjoy a cigar.
Some men are called “conservative"
' when In reality they are only slow.
I, There are very few unhappy mar
riages. the unhappiness comes later.
1 What has become of the old-fashioned
j man who wore leather' suspendersf
A woman who Is loved hy her hus
| bond and children Is always all right.
I Whenever wo see a lion tamer, we
; wonder how he escaped being an agent.
When a man can be hypnotized to
do a thing, he wanted to do It nny
i way.
Occasionally you find an old fash
I loned horse that scares at a railroad
' train.
There Is always a good demand for
i hands at harvest time and in the ham
' mock.
When children play school, getting
the lessons Is never a feature of their
pastime.
It Is “light housekeeping” when a
couple eats two ineals out of three
with kin.
When n man thanks you for pointing
out an error he has made, he doesn't
mpnn It
A great many more women are too
tender hearted to kill a chicken than
are vegetarians.
A woman Is fairly well pleased with
the weather If she can manage to keep
her hair In curl.
Our Idea of a trusting nature Is a
person who calls what he buys from an
agent a "bargain."
When a man quits a job. his em
ployer Is npt to say, "He gave up the
chance of his life.”
The timid person wastes a good deal
of time, after it la over, telling what
he felt like saying.
Put a ring In your nose and a
woman will not notice It If she has
her children with her.
They snv of an Atchison man that ho
has so little sense that he can't appre
ciate a pretty woman.
About the only thing that can be
said In favor of store teeth is that
they are better than none.
When we see a woman elaborately
dressed, we always wonder how she
gels herself apart ut night.
What has become of the old-fash
toned man who crossed his legs and let
his little son ride his foot?
If It wasn't for his wife, the average
man would use a handkerchief until
It was as black ns the stove.
Occasionally a man objects to fre
quent bathing on the ground that too
many baths aro “weakening."
How the roosters are catching It
now! Wherever you go these days,
you have filed rooster to eat.
Occasionally a man plays for a hero
medal, and only succeeds In attracting
the attention of the fool killer.
Listen to any woman five minutes
and you will hear her say that she is
“too particular" to do this or that.
You inay think you are handicapped
but think of the bashful young man
when corn on the cob Is plentiful.
Answer to correspondent. No. a good
business head does not Include an abil
ity to mind other people’s business.
Some womoif have’ such’ a. tender,
sympathetic nature they aro almost as
easily affected as tho stock market.
We can’t all look at things In the
same light: No doubt the man who
wears sldewhlskers admires them.
The man who hires hts children to
be good never gets the results obtained
by the father who uses a whip.
The chances are usually about even
that the men who won’t lit well
enough alone will make matters much
worse.
Some people spend half their time
telling what they Intend to do, and the
other half explaining why they didn’t
do it.
As a general rule, the person who is
a good Ice skater, regards roller skat
ing a good deal the way a boy regards
walking.
The trouble some men will take to
get whisky Is not small, but It seems
trifling compared with the trouble the
whisky brings.
So many expressions are erroneous,
for Instance, you often hear, “He is as
brown as a berry." Who ever heard of
a brown berry?
We are thankful that there Is no one
around our house who Insist on read
ing aloud the "Mr. Dooley Letters." in
l the Irish dialect.
I It may look as though you regularly
get the worst of It in everything, but
you don’t Fate Is too big to fool with
| any one Individual.
I There are several other jokes In
I the papers besides the accounts of
men who are going to the harvest
! fields for their health.
You may think you accomplish your
i task expeditiously and well, but after
I It Is done, there Is alwuys someone to
I tell you of a better way.
) Doctors are now proscribing whisky
as an antidote for poison Ivy. There
1 seems, however, to he no antidote for
1 the poison contained In whisky.
When returning from a vacation, a
man Is expected to lie ujpmst as much
about tnj improveiT fondiuon of his
health as about the fish he caught.
When a Spin gets lonesome. It
should be some consolation tto her to
realize that there isn’t a man In the
world who has the right to beat her.
The only breaks In the monotony of
a model married man’s life are those
caused by death and the season’s
changes from peas to corn and beans
The old pioneers endured a great deal.
For Instance there was frequently but
one room m the house; no chance to
colnpTam about sleeping In the hottest
room.
»» new ex ib wrung, ilia
| friends dislike to "speak to him” about
It. But the devil has no hesitancy In
"speaking to him" when the time
comes.
Every man saves a lot of old clothes
to go hunting In, but the only hunting
he ever does Is for the clothes, only to
discover that his wife has given them
away.
The man who calls on you In your
office, with a letter of Introduction. Is
often as big a fakir as the men who
delivers a street lecture, and sells eye
water.
It Is always difficult to do business
with a man who Is fifty or a 100 miles
away, for the reason that it is easier
to He by telephone or telegraph than
.to a man's face.
Four concerns control all the cor
sets In the United States and have de
cided on two figures to which the
women must conform. One Is the
price of the corset.
A visiting girl Is Just as likely to
fib a little about the number of par
ties given for her as a man who goes
fishing is to tell whoppers about the
jmimber of fish he catches.
There Is something new invented
every six months that makes one won
kier what there was In blble days, out
side of bolls, on which Job could win
a reputation for patience.
jThe Plunderers!
j ♦ BY C. J. CUTLIFFE HYNE. ♦
CHAPTER XX.
DECISIONS.
When Cainbel arrived back at the
f’orl Kdes. lie found Captain Kettle
.sitting In the chart room with a pen
gripped between his teeth and a rhym
ing dictionary in his hapds surrender
ing Its reluctant treasures. On the
mahogany desk in front of him was a
sheet of much corrected manuscript,
with a capital letter at the commence
ment of every line. And beyond, in a
Jam pot, was a bunch of waxen leaved
magnolia liowers, with two coral pink
magnolia cones, set around with a frill
of sheeny leaves.
Captain Owen Kettle was composing
a sonnet on the magnolia, and dogged
work was trying to finish what a one
line inspiration had begun. The two
gaunt mosquitoes who had slipped Into
the room when the wire gauze door
was shut grew visibly fatter without
danger to life or wing. In his fine
creative frenzy Captain Kettle never
felt their touch.
"Hello, Kettle, got back at last, you
see, and a devil of a lime I’ve had of
It."
"Than popish saint more holler,"
wrote the little man, reading the words
as they sprawled across the paper.
"And now I want to get In something
about the smell. 'Angel breathed’ Is
the thing, only It don't seem to lay up
handily with the rest. Angels are cer
min in nave guild uream, ami ineso
flowers smell as fine as anything I’ve
tried. Just take a sniff at them your
self. Well, Mr. Cambel, here you are
again, and I haven’t said I’m glad to
see you. Rut I am. It's as good as
meat to put eyes on you and hear
what’s to be doing next. I tell you it's
been pretty dull work with the donkey
man off all day bird shooting, and rne
as ship’s husband sitting here on my
own tail. I fancy you'd be a bit as
tonished at walking on board same as
you would Into a house without hav
ing to hail a boat?"
“A little, not much. I was prepared
for anything after what I saw be
tween Point Sebastian and here.”
“I fancy they’ll have to bring out
new geography books about this part
of Florida. I never saw such a place.
Why, sir, tlie blessed ground fairly got
up and walked during that blow. I
don't think the steamer shifted much.
Canted a bit to leeward maybe, but
didn’t budge out of her keel groove, but
it was the shores that fetched weigh.
When once they broke moorings, the
trees set back their shoulders and
sheeted home, and great islands bore
down on us like ships. The lightning
burned flares all the time, and I
watched it through the chart, room
ports because none could stand oh deck
outside. I’m not a frightened man, Mr.
Camb-I, or a superstitious, but 1
thought that night was too hard for a
cyclone. I tell you, sir, and you may
laugh If you like. I reckoned it up that
judgment day had come, and I got the
prayer hook and read myself the burial
service clean through, sea bits and all,
so as to fetch whatever happened, land
or water. 1 haven’t led a bad life, Mr.
Cambel. Pretty religious ashore, and
never sparing myself trouble In haz
ing a crew so at! to carry nut owner’s
business at sea, and when I’d said that
burial service I felt I’d done all that
could bo expected.
“I’d heard a chap prophesy about
the end of the world in Waterloo street,
Liverpool, not a year ago. and I bought
a pamphlet of hint, and it showed the
thing out according to Revelation and
Daniel all as clear as a big book could
have done. It was to finish In 1908, and
there was a picture of the earthquake
and another picture of people going
up to the sky in their ordinary clothes.
And when I looked out through the
glass at that tearing, raging devil’s
work that was going on outside, and
the river and the lakes disappearing
before my eyes, and dry land taking
their place, I felt sure that the chap
was right in the main, only he’d got a
bit foul In his dates.
"There was only one thing,” the lit
tle man added plaintively—"I wished
I’d a new washed jacket aboard. The
one I’d on was that smeared and
crumpled I should have felt ashamed
to appear in it.”
"Well, I’m glad you weren't hurt,"
said Cambel. “It was a terrible night
for any one in this area.”
"I came through it, Mr. Cambel,
without so much as a finger nail brok
en. So did the donkeyman. He came
up here and asked if I wanted him
when the blow began, and when I told
him ’No’ he went to his own room
and turned in and slept till it was
over. Now, the niggers didn’t. When
the steamer began to list, they got
scared. Thought she’d turn bilge up
permost, I suppose, and bolted down to
their ilshbox of a schooner which lay
alongside. Of course when the shores
slipped their moorings and bore down
on her the schooner had to give, and
the niggers are burled somewhere yon
der to starboard, but where I don’t
know. I’ve looked, hut there isn't so
| much as a spar, there Isn't so much as
! a whiff of circus to put a label on the
i spot. I’ve had mighty little to do lut
I terly, and I might have stuck up
I some sort of a signboard to 'em, nig
gers though they were, if I could have
! fixed the place to an acre, but when a
| grave head ge ts bigger than that you
. may be writing ’here iieth’ in more
senses than one. So I left them quiet.
I "Of course with the steamer high and
i dry up country, and the river two
miles away through thick woods, It
j wasn’t much good, our messing with
; We’d built a new forehatch and shipped
I it, and greased up the engines, and «as
| that seemed to me all that was neceSI
' sary, I’ve given my shipmate holiday
! ever since. There's the making of a
' sportsgian in our dcnkeyman, Mr.
j Cambel. ’The re IsnT h tVm£ that craYrls
I or Hies or swims in this section of
Florida that blessed Irishman hasn't
blown off my old gas pipe at or tried
to catch with a worm on a cod hook.
He wasn’t keen at first; said he'd been
brought up in a works, but when I
told hint everything he took was
poached, by James, sir. you might
think he was the Prince of Wales,
the way he sticks at It.”
"Blood will out,” said Cambel, with
a laugh, and he marveled at the extra
i ordinary toughness of the donkeyman.
j At all times there Is much sulphur in
the water of these Floridian swam»s,
but since the cyclone the sulphurous
emanation had been stirred and set
free, and the presence of them was al
i most unendurable. The waters were
black to look upon, yellow to look
I through, and In tile air was a nevei
I failing, never varying hint at the odoi
i of ancient eggs, y even stole into the
' chart room and mingled with the sccnl
of the magnolia blossoms.
1 "It Isn’t violets." the captain assent
, ed In reply to Cambel’s comment, “am
there’s fever knocking about in those
• swamps as sjre as there is in a Ham
| burg drain. But what’s fever mean
I sir, except car le. s.vcss and ignorance'
I You tackle f v r with science, Mr
I Cambel, and i; ha-n't a show. And i
I we haven't ge t el rc aboard here
I concentrated lab. i d and bottlet
down in our medicine cheat, I don't
know where you will find it. Yes sir,
X will say that. The Port Edes has a
romping fine medicine chest, and I've
been through It all myself, so I ought i
to know. The donkeyman’s been most I
ways through it, too, but he’s on at
fever mixtures now, and he's going
solid at them. We’ve three quart bot
tles-—A for bilious, B for malarial and
C for typhoid—-and the donkeyman has
a swig out of each with a nip of cholo
rodyne thrown in just after his brtak
| fast every morning and then a rub with
■ St. Elmo's rheumatic cure, and if he
; isn't as right as a rnailboat—well, never
speak to me of drugs again. But it’s
! making a tough man of him, Mr. Cam
| l>el, and that's wnat I want, because
the donkeyman and I are going to
chip in partnership.”
"What, buy a steamer together and
take her tramping? Well, 1 hope you’ll
have all manner of luck.”
"Oh, don’t you make an error,” re
torted the captain. ”It isn't salt wa
ter trading we’re in for. We aren't
such gulls as that. We know too much
about it, both of us. We’re going to
start in farming."
“Farming? What does either of you
know about that?”
"Oh, don’t you taae me for a fool, sir.
I can learn as well as anyone, and so
can the donkeyman. We shall get 300
acres of land granted to the pair of us
for nothing in northwest Canada, and
even if crops failed altogether we've
enough saved up to live on for the first
t wo years. We can try it anyhow when
you give us our discharge from here.
Ever since I worked at sea," he added
plaintively, “I’ve always wished to be
a farmer.”
•* iiiiun, nuiu ’ aiuuci, A uuuiu uia
suade you from the attempt if I could,
hut I know It's no use trying, so I will
hold my tongue on that point. As to
when your bargain is up with the Port
Edes, you can pul that at half an hour
from now if you like. Anyway I'm go
ing to leave here directly, and I never
intend to return here again."
Captain Kettle’s jaw dropped.
"What?” he gasped.
"I have changed my mind,” he said,
“or had it changed for me. For my
part that gold will remain where it is.
1 am not going to touch a sovereign
of it.”
"hook here,” said Captain Kettle, "do
you mind telling me? Did you come
against some preacher during the
cyclone and got religion from him?”
I think I know what you mean. But
you're on the wrong track. I'm not the
sort who announces publicly that he
will cease to be a sinner just because
he (inds himself in physical danger."
■'No,” said Kettle, "come to think of
it, I should have known you were not.
1 was a fool to a3k that question. But
it settles it in another direction. There's
a woman got hold of you.”
"Or I of her.”
"Either way. So that's it. And you
told her all about this racket because
you thought it wrong to hold any se
crets of your own, and she soured on it.
Well, 1 hat's woman's way. And the
other lady you spoke about, she who
made you run wild, you’ve forgotten
her?"
Cambel nodded.
“And she's forgotten you?”
"I hope she has, and If she hasn’t I
can't help it.”
"Well, Mr. Cambel, If this business is
'*> end in a 'bout ship, as soon as the
donkeyman comes back from his hunt
ing I am ready to get under way and
be off. But as he isn't here yet, and as
we’ve still a bit of time to wait, I'd
like to hear what is going to become of
that £500,000 and the old ship, after all.
I've been in at the handling of them
both so long that I'm beginning to take
quite a friendly Interest in their move
ments. As you know, I’ve liked them
so well at times that I’ve been half
Inclined to adopt them myself.”
"I know, and It is to your honor
that you didn't.”
"Oh. as to honor, don't make any
blessed error about that, sir. It was
my cantankerousness. If the crew
hadn't been so uppish that night in
the gust of the Florida channel, so help
me, neither steamer nor gold would
ever have got so far as this. But we’ll
let that pass for the present. And now
I’d like to hear, if I might, who is to
finger the stuff?”
"Kettle, I'd tell you If I could, but
upon my soul I’m not able. My bargain
with the girl I’m going to marry was
to pocket no share of the plunder my
self, but as I warned her I was Shelf's
man still and couldn’t cease to serve
him because of scruples of my own
conscience. And so I was going to set
off to carry his half to the bank we
had agreed upon when a newspaper
arrived to say that he had gone smash
and was in jail awaiting trial on six
teen heavy charges.
“Directly afterward a letter came
from Sheif himself, which had been
passed by the newspaper cablegram,
telling me to transmit the stuff to a
place in South America where he could
meet me. Clearly he can't do that now,
and being a convict he cannot hold
propei ty. So, perhaps jesuitically, I
hold myself clear of all pledge to him.”
“Then who the devil is to get the
money? Hang me if I can see."
"The proper owners, whoever they
may bo,” said Cambel. "But they'll
have to be found, and at present I
haven't the vaguest notion who they
might be. In fact, as we now are,
there’s half a million of English money
and a fine steamer a going a-begging."
CHAPTER XXI.
THE LUCKY MAN.
No one ever accused Mr. Reginald
Lossing of having brains; no one ever
denied that he had a luck which was
monumental. He had a name for luck
Which was looked up to and marveled
at. even in the society papers.
Mr. Lossing had no settled trade or
profession. He was Just a lily in the
way of toll and dress, and he made a
very comfortable Income at It. He
dabbled in outs'ders on the turf, in
shares of uncb&rtered gold mines, in
the fascinating game of unlimited, too,
and was able to look complacently on
the results. He went Into all these
and other operations with a genial
childish simplicity, and like the bank
er at roulette there always seemed a
steady pull in his favor. Plow It \vas
done no one knew. He did not know
himself, and he and all his world mar
veled and prophesied that ills luck
would some day turn with a rusli and
a sweeping tide.
When he got mixed up with the
Shelf affair, it seemed as if this would
be the case.
There was something very near akin
to a pardc in Lloyds when the total
loss of the Port Edes was reported, and
those unfortunates who had underwrit
ten her were anxious to dispose of their
risks at any price to any credulous man
who believed that this first report was
a canard. Consequently there was
some pretty steep gambling gone
through in the space of minutes, and
: more than one small man got broke
, with surprising rapidity.
1 Now, Master Lossing happened to be
————^——————
In the room as an Idle spectator ano
was bit with the excitement and asked
a friend who was a member to act for
him. “I'm going to play a hand In
this,” quoth Master Lossing. 1
"At that price?” asked his friend.
"When they get to 98 guineas pre
mium.”
"I suppose you know that makes you
liable for about £10,800. There's
£540,000 underwritten.”
“I’m good for that,” said Lossing. and
an hour afterward proved himself so,
as he had to pay. To this day many
Lloyds men who were interested in
that scene congratulate themselves on
having made £10,800 salvage by a
lluke out of a ship that was totaily
lost.
It began to dawn on Lossing after
the event that he had made a fool of
himself and that his luck was through,
but he had the sense not to whine
aloud, and so his friends forgot the
matter in the excitement of other in
terests. Lossing did not forget, because
the bank had written to him that his
account was overdrawn, and he had
several bills which much wanted pay
ing. Unostentatiously he began to
look about him for a means of making
a more regular and steady livelihood.
As after several months of search
this last did not teem any appreciably
nearer, lie was able to give full atten
tion to a Jetter he received concerning
the Port Edes and her cargo. It was
unsigned and bore an American post
mark. It ran as follows:
“Sir: I hear that you are now legiti
mate owner of the Port Edes and her
cargo. She was picked up at sea and
is now in the Everglades of Florida in
(here followed the exact latitude and
longitude). The specie is taken out
of her, and you will find it by digging
(here came elaborate cross bearing and
directions). If you are a wise man and
wish to enjoy wrhat is now your own,
you will say as little- about it to- any
one as possible.”
least of it, mysterious, but because
Lossing was a fool he did not see so
many possibilities in it as a man with
more imagination might have done. He
determined to find out how the matter
lay with his own eyes, and with that
purpose journeyed to the hotel at Point
Sebastian, now rebuilt with new mag
nificence. It was the winter season,
and the place was crowded, and among
the crowd was Losslng’s old friend
Kent-Williams, again at the end of
his new quarter's allowance. The pair
had several cocktails together and
some talk, and finally set off into the
Everglades under the guidance of an
ancient alligator hunter. The saga of
their doings for the next six months
does not appear, but it is known that
other men Joined them, including sev
eral in the nautical interest, so that
there must have been quite a colony
of them out there, presumably at some
sort of employment or other. Messrs.
Kent-Williams and Lossing again re
turn to view on board a royal mail
boat bound home from a port of west
ern South America.
The pair of them watched the shores
sink under the sea, and "That’s done
with,” said Kent-Williams.
“It is returned Lossing,” and I'm not
sorry, and I am satisfied. It’s a bigger
puzzle than I shall ever make out in
this life. First a steamer that's sup
posed to be sunk gets up and goes
overland and plants herself in the mid
dle of a forest, as though she wanted
to grow. She's so tight there that it i
takes us six months to cut a canal to
the nearest river.' Then someone paints
a different pattern on one smokestack
and leaves the other as it was and al
ters some of the name plates on her en
gines and fittings and leaves the names
on the life buoys as they were. Aral
then the gold that’s in her flies two
miles farther up country and dives
twenty feet under the ground without
disturbing the neitwork bf mangrove
roots which are so matted above that
we had to cut them with an ax.”
“I think, dear boy. we've been wise !
In selling the steamer with a different
name on her to a man who gave her
a low price and asked no questions.”
“I'm sure of it. But still I'd like to
know how it was all done. Do you think
that Cambel had a finger in it?”
"Do you think," retorted Kent-Wil
liams, "that if Patrick Cambel had his
finger on half a million that no one
else knew about it wouldn’t have been
his half million? No, sir, that cook
won't fight. Besides he was spooning |
the Kildar girl and thajt took up all
his time. I guess. He married her in
the early autumn, and they've gone
sofnewhere west, I fancy, and I don’t
exactly know where. She'd a sister
near Point Sebastian, a Mrs. Duver
nay, a deuced ntced looking woman,
that Cambel was spoons on himself one
time."
"Oh. you’ve spoken about her before.”
“I know. Between ourselves, Loss
ing, dear boy. I went up to her place
one evening and proposed to her. and.
by jove, d’you know she actually re
fused me! She's got that fellow Cam
bel still In her head, I suppose. But
I shall go out and have a look at her
again. Honestly I was after £500 a
year at first, but now that, thanks to
you, I'm better off it won’t look so
bad, and really I like her better than
I thought. She's a most awfully charm
ing woman."
"What did she ever marry that brute
Duvernay for?" asked Lossing.
“Ah. that,” replied Kent-Williams, "is
more than I can tell you!"
THE END.
EELS IN WATER PIPES.
wnc rititc vv mcio i noir rrcscncc IS
Not Considered Remarkable.
Some j>eople think it a remarkable thing
to find an eel In a water pipe; but eels in
pipes don’t strike them that way down at
the aquarium, where nothing about fishes
would seem surprising, and where eels
are often so found.
It is not supposed that eeis, finding them
selves In the city's water mains, seek the
aquarium’s supply pipe with the hope of
finding an outlet there into this home for
fishes. The shnple fact is that the aquar
ium has, as it naturally would have in its
business, special facilities for finding eels
in its water pipes and for removing them.
There was a time when the aquarium's
fresh water pumps vvert clogged with eels
that came through the supply pipe. They
have had to stop a big pump here and
take It apart to clear its valves of eels,
but that was some time ago. When they
began to have trouble of tbis sort they
simply put a strainer In the main supply ::
pipe, outside of the building in Battery
Park, and since then all the eels coming
this way have been stopped there.
In this trap they catch eels, sometimes
small fishes, and vegetable matter that
would otherwise have got through with
the water into the pumps. The strainer
is so placed that it can be conveniently got
at, and t *.ce a week a clean strainer is
put in and the old strainer, with whatever
may have lodged against it in the pipe, is
removed.
In this way they catch here first and last
many eels. Fall is the time when they
come down in the greatest numbers, but
they catch them here also ir. the spring.
When the strainer was removed on June
2 last there were found in the pipe here
three eels, one measuring two feet ten
Inches in length, one of two feet and one a
fool long. 1
So whatever other people might think of
such things, they think nothing particu
larly of eels in the water pipes at the
aquarium, but just utilize them if they
can; some ee\s thus captured have found
comfortable homes and plenty to eat in
tanks here, as additions to the aquarium *
eal exhibit*.
WOMEN.IN POLITICS.
Among the notable women in British
politics is Mrs. Millicent Fawcett, ol
•the liberal unionists, a fine speaker,
with a clear vole and the author of va
rious books, political and biographical,
Mrs. Cornwallis West, formerly Lad}
• Randolph Churchill, is described as "a
politician to her finger tips," says the
World Today. She has both canvassed
and spoken frequently in behalf of he»
•son, Winston Churchill. She was also
The founder and editor of the Anglo*
Saxon Review.
The Primrose league was organized in
[1883 by Lord Randolph Churchill and
others in memory of Benjamin Disraeli
• (Lord Beaconsfield). It has become a
(great conservative body, with mora
[than a million members—men. womer.
land children. At Its annual festival*
fLhe leaders of the party make known
jtheir political purposes and enlist it*
assistance In carrying them out.
A rival org inization was instituted
by Mrs. Gladstone in 1886—the Women's
.Liberal Federation—which has devel*
oped some strong women speakers. It
draws together women of all ranks and
is a laige educative force politically.
i In 1SSS the liberal unionists followed
suit in establishing a federation which
differs from the other mainly in its op
position to home rule. It has thirty-six
branches and a membership of from
fourteen to fifteen thousand. These
.three organizations are influential fac
tors in political affairs in Great Britain,
' The Ladles' Land league was found*
ied by Michael Davitt In February of
.that year as an auxiliary to the Irish
Land league. When the latter was sup
pressed by Mr. Gladstone the women
took entire management of its work
until Mr. Parnell's release from prtsonv
:$860,000 passing through her hands in
weight months.
Henry’s Answer.
Senator Foraker was talking in Xenis^
O., about a political opponent.
"I shall answer him,’’ said the senator
^millng. “and I fear that my answer will
he as satisfying, as unpleasantly satisfy,
'ing, as the elderly husband to whom hi»
Wife said one day:
“ ’Henry, it’s a world of trouble, and
life is very uncertain. But promise me, ft
4 should be taken away, that you wii!
never marry that horrid Miss Simmons!’
“ ‘I can easily promise you that,’ Henry
replied. 'She refused me three times wher
I was a much handsomer man than, X an
today.' ”
MR. SLODGILBY’S HAT SYSTE:
Might Not Commend Itself to AH, but
Seems to Give Satisfaction to Him.
From the New York Sun.
“Pretty foxy, my way of buying
straw hats, don’t you think?" said Mr.
Slodgilby, "I buy only one straw hat
a year and I buy that one always at
about the middle of July at the time of
the first mark down In price of the
straw hat season; so I always get my
straws at about 25 per cent, off the
(regular price.
“An advantage, that, to save a quar
ter In the price? Surely; and now see
how buying at that time works out in
other ways.
“By the middle of July the straw
hats of most people, who buy only one
hat a year, have generally begun to
show signs of wear, certainly so if
their wearers have ever been caught
In a shower; and so then, when every
body else's hat is getting old I spring
a fresh one on 'em, a brand new hat;
like a man who, his first hat having
got dusty, had just casually sauntered
In to the hat emporium and bought a
new one. It gives me a lot of satisfac
tion to run that new hat out In that
way In the middle of the siason.
“And this hat remains tolerably fresh
when I put it away in the middle of
September, and it Is really in fair con
dition to wear when I bring it out to
start the new season with it in the fol
lowing spring.
"Other men getting out hats which
they had bought early in the previous
season and so had worn practically that
season through find their hats pretty
shabby looking, while mine really looks
pretty nice and will go all right till
the middle of the season, when I buy
my new hat on the first markdown.
"Th-'s may seem rather complicated
to you, but it works out all right, and
it's a pretty good system, it seems to
me.”
FEET OUT.
She Had Curious Hallila.
When a person has to keep the feet
nut from under cover during the cold
est nights in winter because of the
heat and prickly sensation, it is time
that coft'oe, which causes the trouble,
be left off.
There is no end to the nervous con
ditions that coffee will produce. It
shows in one way in one person and
in another way in another. In this
case the lady lived in S. Dak. Sho
says:
“I have had to lie awake half the
night with my feet and limbs out of
the bed on the coldest nights, and felt
afraid to sleep for fear of catching
cold. I had been troubled for years
with twitching and Jerking of the low
er limbs, and for most of the time l
have been unable to go to church or to
lectures because of that awful feeling
that I must keep on the move.
“When it was brought to my atten
tion that coffee caused so many ner
vous diseases, I concluded to drop cof
fee and fake Postum Food Coffee to
see if my trouble was caused by coffee
drinking.
“1 only drank one cup of coffee for
breakfast but that was enough to do
the business for me. When I quit it
my troubles disappeared in an almost
miraculous way. Now I have no more
of the jerking aud twitching and can
sleep with any amount of bedding over
me and sleep all tiigbt. iu sound, peace
ful .rest.
"Postum Food Coffee Is absolutely
worth its weight iu gold to me.”
“There’s a Reason.” Read the little
health classic, “The Road to WelkiUe,”
in i