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The House of the Black By F. L. Pattee Ring Copyright, 1905 I CHAPTER XII—Continued. "Plainer 'n two and two," continued Lem with growing conviction. "Jest yon see here wunst. A1 Farthing falls out with the Squire cause he wants to be glue. That's number one. The Squire falls out with A1 Furthing 'cause he wants to stay king. That's number two. Both of 'era's mad at each other as their skins can hold. That’s num ber three. A1 Farthing's a pow-wower, and what does a pow-wower do when he gets mad? Heigh? W'y, he jest: goes- and gets Ills blble and key ami \ silk threads and all that kind of stuff and he ups and pow-wows wunst. [ That's number four. Rose Is the only child the Squire's gut a’ready, and he i sets more store by her than anything , else In the world still. Now, that’s five”—counting on his fingers. "Now, you -uns look here. When he pow-J wows who will he pow-wow? Won’t" it be Rose? Hein? Ain't that clear's mud? Now you Jest think of It a min ute. He spellbinds Rose and makes her fall crazy In love with Jim. Can't you hear the old pow-wower laugh over that? Don't you see It’s for the old man to kick Rose out of his house and home or else leave all of his prop erty to the Farthings? Hein? Oh, I tell you, a long old head ciphered that out, and I'm willing to bet my leg that It was planned up In the old Heller cabin. Slick? Oh, my, ain’t lt^sllck?" "You folks make mo sick, by gor-rl fus!" snapped Amos, who had been keeping remarkably still for him. "I can’t. If I die, help thinking I’m In a nigger shack down South. Pow-wow! Cat’s foot! Say, what do you know about Rose and her doings, anyway? Pshaw! I don't want to hear another word about It. I’ll tell you one thing, though: Rose ain't In no danger of breaking her heart over any man; not this week. She's mighty capable of taking care of her own business, and that's Jest the point where you folks is weak." “Say," spoke up Lem again, utterly Ignoring Amos, "have any of you-uns noticed how Tom Farthing's been shin ing up to Loney lately? Noticed that, have yeh? How do you cipher It out?" Me waited an Impressive moment. "Wall, suh, want to know my Idea? I can see It Jest as dear’s mud. I could tell a mighty good deal If I wanted to, but I won't. I'll Jest say this much: If Loney Holler'd lived 200 years ago she'd have been In a little bonny-flre •ome line morning. Mmh-huh." He nodded his head Impressively and slim Up one eye. "There's some strange things goes on down In that old house In the Run still—some mighty strange things. I've saw Rome of ’em with my own eyes, and I’ll tell you this: It would he ns much ns my life Is worth to tell about some of ’em still. She’s a queer girl, Loney is. She’s the last o’ the Hellers, and she owns this walley In the devil’s right. You-uns knows that. Now think of this: ’fore A1 Far thing could spin a thread he hud to take account o' Loney. Aaln’t that dear’s mud? Before he could tech the Squire or Rose he had to buy her off. I tell you even the devil can’t do noth in’ In this walley still without askin’ Loney. Now let me tell you one thing, Amos Hard’n,” he lowered his voice and spoke in a shuddering whisper, "that white face you and Dnn seen in the old Heller house winder that night was Loney's# ’Fore God, It was. I know it ’’ A shuddering "Ah-h-h-h-h-h!” came from the crowd. "Yessuh, that white face was Loney Heller’s. Fore God that’s the truth, and I know what I’m saying. I could prove It If I dast to. And where dhl ■ he go to? Answer that.” There was no doubting the sincerity of the man. He believed what he was saying. "Tommy rotl Oh, pstyiw!” ejaculat ed Amos. “I'm mighty glad I’m a Yan kee and hain’t gut none of this infer nal superstition." "The only persons ever hung for witches In this country still was hung by Yankees,” retorted Lem. "I knows some things, If my ancestors did come ever In the Cauliflower.” "Wal, the Yankees hung 'em. They didn’t listen to ’em with their mouths wide open like corn poppers." "But how about that night up In the Heller house, Amos? How about that? Dan ain't no llur; Dan's fair mliuled, and what did he say? Helgli?’’ "An infernal trick, done by wires and electricity. You ran do anything with electricity. A1 Farthing’s trying to lie smart. That’s all there Is to that.” "Oh. my! Talk about Dutch dumb ness!" burst out Ulle. "By ehlmmlny! Yar-r-r-r-r-r! e-e-e-e-e-e-e! Ho, ho. bo! Oh, my! How’s that, Lem? Say, Amos. that’B what I call Yankee dumb. Where's the wires? They ain’t In sight, and If there was wires a man couldn’t dig no trench without us knowin' It. And what about that great black ring? Hein?” ••".-Here's an underground hole to the Farthings’, or somewhere else,” main tained Amos desperately. "Oh, ehlmmlny gracious!" Ulle was getting angry. "When did they dig It? And didn’t Dan say you-uns went down cellar and Jobbed every Inch of the wall and stamped the ground? Bay,* Amos, do have a little common sense, If you he a Yankee." "Wal, there's some Infernal trickery about it, 1 know that. It's Jest like slight er hand: you can't tell, if you die, how It's done, but you know It's a trick all the same, and It's al ways easy enough when you hear It explained." Amos was in his last ditch. "Yessuh. you're right: It is Infernal. That's Jest what it Is. Ain't there witches in the blble still? Heh? Ever read of the Witch of Endor? Didn't Job meet the devil walkin' up and down the earth a’ready?—But, Lord! what's till' uste? -By-and-by you'll be saying the blble ain't true a’ready cause it’s all chuckfull of tlsh stories." "How do you think It’s coming out. Lem?” asked one In the crowd. ‘‘What'll Loney do with Tom? Marrv him?” “O-o-o-oh, no! No, sir! Such crit ters don't merry. I know Tom prettv well, and he's a decent fellow in spite of his father's dickerings with the devil. I don't know nothing about Jim. but Tom's a decent feller that's bein’ Jumped off of the checker board to get AI Farthing into the king row. That's dear's mud to me. Have yeh ever saw Loney wunst? Kinder wltchy and snaky, ain't she? Ever saw any thing like them eyes of hers, black and sharp's a rat’s, and that hair? "Pain t natural. Ever notice how she don't ■peak to yeh, but goes off kinder age ways and soft, and sneaks out of sight'. There's months at a time that you don't see nothing of her at all? Where Is she then? Hein? And where docs she get them clothes, let me ask yeh that? Not round here. Oh. I tell yeh there’s more’n seven devils In that critter still, and you-uns 'll know II some day. She's the last of the Hel ler's a’ready. and Tom's In her grip Yessuh. She's fascinated him Jest likf a rattlesnake. She looks like an ange: to Tom, but 1 tell you-uns she's t wiper—yessuh, a wiper. I know her through anil through, and I could tell a pile more If I dnst to. She's like one of them nwful wamplres I’ve read about, all black and snaky, that come down in the dark and suck your life’s blood before you know it. Ah-h-h!” He looked about him furtively; there was real terror in his face. He low ered his voice to a whisper. "Oh, I tell yeh, she's a hell cat without a soul —a hell cat—anil Tom '11 wake up by and by like a man with the night mare and find her grlppin' his throat— harder jmd harder, and he can't shake her off till lie's dead—dead with his eyes bulgin’ wide open." The man was actually shaking with fear. A shudder that was audible ran round the circle. "Say, Hem, if I knew half as much as you do about the lower regions I'd write a dictionary," snapped Amos. "I don’t know of any first class diction ary of pow-wowln’ and spells anil hell eatery, and here’s a chance to make a fortune. But see there—there's the preacher riding like Peter. Jest see him.” The approach of the minister called for a change of topic. Amos was an adept at this. “Say," he continued, “I heard a good one on the preacher last week. Yo,u know somebody got Into his barn a while ago, and stole every blessed Chicking he had to his name. Wal, Hal Siebert that lives over to the Fur nace sez to him the next day, sez he, 'Hay, reverend, It serves you Jest right,’ sez he. 'A Methodist minister hain’t gut no call to keep chlcklngs. Don't you get chicking to cat every time you eat away from home, and that’s about twlct a day? Wal, give somebuddy else a chanct,’ sez he. ‘You've ate so much chicking now that the pin feath ers is growing behind your ears,' sez he, 'and you ought to be ashamed to look a hen In the face.’ Wal, wal, elder, you here?" He turned with a surprised look as if he had just caught sight of the man. "Which way did you come, I'd like to know? I was Jest this very minute tollin’ 'em that I thought you'd preach this mornlti' on tlie good old text, ‘The voice of the turkle is heard In the land'—spring sermon kinder, don't you know? Wal, I 'sposo we'll llnd the text out 'fore soon if we c’n keep awake." Five minutes later not a soul was In sight, arid the drowsy notes of "Duke Street" were floating out of the open windows and over the Sabbath fields. CHAPTER XIII. THE POW-WOW AT ROARING RUN. The habitation of Poppy Miller at the mouth of the run hail been seen by few of the valley people—at least by day. The children of the region for half a century and more had been taught to avoid the uncanny place and by no means to approach It save under dire necessity, and then only in the prescribed way: at dead of night, In dark of the moon. In storm. If pos sible, and never by the road. No one In the region confessed to having made the fearful trip, but a strange tale it might bo wore all known. The seat of power In the old cabin was Gran'maw Miller, a mysterious, dreaded personage whom few had ever seen save those who had visited her on midnight missions. Of her origin and antecedents there were only tradi tions. She was not a native of the val ley. She and Poppy Miller had sud denly appeared one summer, so long ago that the date had been forgotten. He was manifestly “Dutch,” but she was of a type utterly foreign to iiie region, and in half a century or more she had not once been seen outside of the limits of the Run farm. Of the surmises and conjectures of the years, that had now grown Into a solid body of tradition by many accepted as veri table history, it is needless to speak. One thing, however, was certain: Gran'maw Miller had power-—not the power that removes disease, for all must know that what brings disease and disaster will not remove it—but the power that touches the Infernal agencies. For ordinary diseases, for rheumatism, and warts, and “liver grow’d" children, and such like, there were manwy pow-wowers, but when It came to dealings with the unknown only Gran'maw Miller could avail. It was firmly believed that she had In her possession one of the few copies now extant of that fearful volume, “The Seventh Rook of Moses," the book which In the motherland In the old days had cost so many their lives, and which a few. It Is well known, took with them at the risk of body and soul In their flight to the new world. Thus the little valley and a wide cir cle beyond it had ever their court of last appeal. Would a nix-nux have the spell removed, or a maiden win back jiyr faithless lover, or a father rescue ills wayward son—who could avail but Gran’maw Miller? And there were dark whispers of vengeance wreaked on enemies, of lightning called from the skies, of men and women suddenly cut down by infernal agencies—deeds too horrible even to think about. All these things men averred had been done on black nights In the Miller kitchen, and there arc those even to day who, could it be known, carry on their breasts ghastly scars of crosses and cabalistic symbolry done at mid night when the lightning was gleaming on the rocks of Roaring Run. As to the origin of tills belief, so potent in the Seven Mountains and beyond, one might say much. One might trace the inclinations and witch lore to the German Palatinate, whence this race sprung: then he might study with certainty the wild fetich elements added by the African, and the still more awful lore borrowed from the Indian. But this is not a treatise. The night of the 27th of May was dark and stormy. There was no moon: the rain came In spurts and swirls;, the fog had smeared out every trace of light as with an Inky thumb. From the top of Hellers Ridge and from the neighboring gaps came down ever and anon the whimpering of the wind among the snags, rising at times to long whines. The trees along the pike shuddered and twisted, though they were as invisible as if In a cavern. it was almost midnight. The last light in tile valley farm houses had gone out hours before; the storm and the night dominated completely the > landscape. In all the region there was not a soul astir save at one single point: at the mouth of Roaring Run a woman, muffled beyond recognition, was stealing through the wet shrub bery. Site did not pause or hesitate. As she rounded a projection, guided ut terly by the sense of touch, and by the snarl of the Run close on her left, a ray of light flashed into her eyes— a single thin ray as from a dark lan tern. She quickened her pace and walked more confidently. A moment and the outlines of a window became visible. The light was filtering through a hole in a blind, but it gave no hint of the surroundings. After a false step which landed her cruelly In a snarl of thorns, she found the door and knocked. The blows echoed with hol low boom. Instantly, as If her knock had caused It, the ray of light winked out. There was no sound She stood a moment listening, and then she knocked again, litter silence. Suddenly there came a sharp whisper out of the dark, In her very ear. "Who’s there?” She Jumped con vulsively. “Who Is It?” the voice insisted sharply. "It's me,” she faltered. "What name?” "Rose Hartswick.” "Alone?” “Yes. I want to Bee Oran’maw." The door swung open as of its own accord. "Come in." It was utterly dark. "This way." She followed blindly the sound of shuffling feet through what was evi dently a narrow passage. A sharp turn and they came Into a large apartment lighted by a bed of coals in a fire place. The half light disclosed her guide, a bowed, hoary old man who walked feebly. He shambled to a cor ner, and. after a shaky struggle, drew out a handful of something which he threw onto the coals. It smouldered a moment, then burst into flame, reveal ing the weasel face and snowy beard of Poppy Miller. The apartment was a kitchen, long and low, with a fireplace, an enormous affair of stone, taking up nearly all of one side. Rose gave a single curious glance around, then centered her attention upon a figure crouched by the hearMi. It was a woman, thin and bowed, in credibly old as the firelight revealed It, and smoking a corncob pipe. It did not move or speak. "This here's Rose Hartswick come to see yell wunst.” The old man shuf fled over to her, and spoke In an un expectedly high pitched voice. "Humph!” "I want you to help me, Oran’maw." Rose went close to her and bent over eagerly. ‘‘I’m In such trouble and I don't know what to do." She stopped; there wns no response or movement. "Can't you help me, Gran’maw?” she went on again, a growing nervousness in her tone. "Humph!” Again silence, so com plete that Rose could hear the whine of the Run outside. She fixed her eyes on the still figure and waited breath lessly. After a time she caught a low rumble: "She lets him come; she laughs and plays; she looks Into hts eyes; and when he would give his soul for her, she would have him go—and he can't! —Too late! Too late! Too late!—and she comes to me! Ha—ha—ha! She comes to me!” She broke Into a mirth less chuckle, then subsided again Into silence. “But. Gran'maw," Rose cried eagerly, "i couldn't help It; I didn't want him to come." Again silence, and again the mumble of the voice. "Ha. ha. ha! She comes here to me. She didn’t want him to come. But she knew—she could see. And she danced and played, and looked into his eyes— and he's thinking of her now—tonight —he’d give her his soul, and she’s to blame! and It's too late.” "But, Gran'maw, you can't lielp me-” "Too late. And she would come to me and have me wave It all away. Ha, ha, ha! I make a man stop loving a woman! Ha, ha, ha! There’s nothing In earth or hell to make d man stop loving a woman—nothing—nothing at all. On. she can make him love her— It's easy's death, but when Its be gun—she would stop It! Ha. ha, ha!" There was that In her mirthless cackle that was Inexpressibly horrible. She continued to mutter Incoherently, then subsided Into silence. "And there's no help? You mean there's no help?” Rose, In her earnest ness, put her hand on the woman's shoulder, but she withdrew It instantly. “She would send him awnv. There's another! I see him—ah, there he Is. The eyes—I've seen those eyes; they have revenge in them—eves with re venge in them; and, they have looked into hers, and she cannot sleep.” “Oh, Oran’muw! Oh. I'm afraid!” “Oh. yes, yes, yes. Ha, ha, ha! I’ll send him away—he'll die for her. hut I'll Send him away—I’ll send him away —Ah. those eyes! There they are! See, see those eyes!” She held out her hand shakily. "Where? Where?” "There's but one way! It's his life - I'll touch his life. See there! Oh. God! what's that? Ah, he lies on the floor—and his eyes are wide open, too bnd, oh, too had—too bad.” She re peated the words over and over In a sort of wall. "Oh, oh, Oran’maw," she gasped scrambling to her feet and taking a swift step back, "I want to go!” "But he shall—he shall go.—It’s easy —ho shall go away. It’s easy—as death.” "But, Gran’maw,” she broke out ex citedly, "you don't understand. It's not Karl; I don't want you to touch Karl. It's father I come about.—I want you to make father—feel different. I Just want you to change him." The old figure was rocking back and forth now slowly. It was as If She were alone and had not heard Rose. (Continued Next Week.) The Bird in the Hand. From the Washington Star. John La Farge, the famous mural painter, received last month In New York from the Architectural league a gold medal. In his speech of acknowl edgement Mr. La Farge said dryly that he was thankful to get In his old age a medal for mural painting from a so ciety of men who. In his whole life long, had refused to give him any mural painting to do. “I dined with Mr. La Farge the other day.” said a mural painter to a report er, ”nnd lie talked again about his medal. He said he would have been better pleased with work In the obscure days when he needed It. “Then he smiled grimly, and said he was a little like a famous actress. A manager offered the actress $1,000 a week to make a tour of the world. She insisted on $1,500. But the manager said $1,000 was all he could give and he re minded her of the fabulous Jewels that South American millionaires, Russian grand dukes and'Indian rajahs are want to lavish on the ladies of the stage when they are touring. " ‘Go home,’ said the manager; think the matter over, and let me know your decision In the morning.’ "In the morning the actress sent the manager this wire: ” ’Give me my terms and you can have the Jewels.’ ” Philosophusings. The discontented man Is often his own cloud1 raiser and sunshine ob scurer. Harsh criticisms of neighbors gener ally arises from self-consciousness of like defects. Marriage is a failure to people who are failures. It Is the deepest furrowing in soils and minds that brings about the btst results of harvests. Nothing so disturbs the devotions of a woman as the fact that her neigh bor’s hat beats her own a feather or two. New Zealand’s drink bill In 1908 was $18,750,000. $420,000 more than in 1907. Hair grows at the rate of three millionths of a yard a second. "THE NEW COLUMBIA" TO REVOLUTIONIZE SOCIETY IN THE RE-UNITED STATES 4 On and after January 1, 1914, ♦ 4 if the people of America do their 4 4 duty, all lands not actually oc- -t 4 cupied and used will be open for 4 4 occupancy by actual settlers in 4 4 such quantities as they may de- 4 4 sire for actual occupancy and 4 4 use, but not for rent or specula- 4 4 tion. All surplus labor will be 4 4 employed by the government in 4 4 internal improvement and paid 4 4 at the uniform rate of $5 for each 4 4 six-hour day's service in govern- 4 4 ment certificates of service, legal 4 4 tender in payment of all debts 4 + and exchangeable for all other 4 4 labor products at their economic 4 4 value as fixed by the government 4 4 department of production and 4 4 distribution at par and without 4 4 profit.—The American Party. 4 Sioux City is to be the capital of the United States. “The New Columbia, or The Re United States,” a book by Patrick Quinn Tangent, of Findlay, Ohio, says so, and the American party, a new non partisan political organization. Is going to Bee that it is so. In introducing his New Columbia, Mr. Tangent says: "While It may not be verified by any translation of the BooS of Genesis, we have reason to be lieve that our first parents were shoved out of the Garden of Eden backward; and that none of their descendants have ever yet discovered the necessity, or propriety, of facing about.” Following which, Mr. Tangent pro ceeds to open the eyes of the public to a number of things about which they have been going forward backward. Author Prominent Attorney. These statements and the remedies proposed have weight because the au thor is the man who began the pro ceedings against the Standard Oil com pany in Ohio, under the Valentine anti trust law of that state, and made for Wade H. Ellis the reputation which put him In Taft’s trust busting con tingent as chief sachem. The book rep resents the very pioneer thought on social economic lines, but is written in the seat of government, Sioux City, at the public expense, and shall be paid at the rate of $3 for each six hour day’s service devoted to the public business. 'Hie governors will adopt and pro mulgate a code of uniform general laws which shall apply and operate univer sally throughout the territorial domain, to be known as the revised statutes of the Re-United States, the first section of the first chapter of which shall read as follows: "Therefore, all things what soever ye would that men that should to you, do ye even so to them, for this is the law and the prophets.” Work Six Hours Daily. They will establish a legal standard of value which shall consist of a six hour day’s service, upon which they will fixe an arbitrary exchange value of $5. They will maintain no embassies or foreign consulates and no government al institutions or enterprises abroad, except upon the expressed Invitation of the majority of the citizens of such nations, and then only for the purposes of social and commercial interchange which shall involve no element of profit. They will impose no impost duties. They will give their surplus product to any foreign people at the cost of their production, and transportation, and if they can produce more than they need, and furnish it to our people cheaper than we can produce it, we will gladly receive it. No*Speculation. No person will be permitted 1 o hold land for speculative purposes, nor to levy or collect rent; and all unoccupied land shall be in the control at all times of the county land agency. Whenever the occupant of any registered land shall abandon the actual occupancy, or actual use, as above specified, for the period of one year, it shall then be subject to entry and record by any per son who may desire. The governors will construct, equip, operate, and maintain with the great est efficiency and security a system of trunk line railways traversing the en tire domain, north and south, east and west, with intersecting branches af fording convenient means of passenger and commodity transportation to all [ DOCTOR’S ORDERS. Dr. Fox: "Now, my dear sir, I can’t cure you unless you promise to da iverything I tell you.” j Mr. SickleigH: ”1 promise.” Dr. Fox: “Good! Now, first of all, pay me my last year's bill." a style and treats each subject in a way which cannot fail to provoke nec essary thought upon these grave pres ent day problems, pressing for solu tion. All Have Equal Rights. The features of the work are equal rights, responsibilities and opportuni ties for all men and women, demoniti zntion of metals, substitution of gov ernment service certificates for all ex isting forms of circulating medium, governmental postal banks with loans of money to aid individual enterprise without interest, abolition of state gov ernments. employment of all surplus labor in internal improvement, free ed ucation and maintenance in govern mental industrial schools, substitution of liix hour days service as legal stand ard of value, with arbitrary valuation of $5 a day, the annexation of Canada to form the New Columbia or the Re united States, and the change of the seat of government from Washington to Sioux City. Ia„ with all legislative, executive, and judicial power in a con gress of governors, two elected from each state annually, one man and one woman, with a complete democratiza tion of government and home rule to tile last degree. | “Our literature, and the ourrlculum of our educational institutions,” says j Mr. Tangent, “are made up very large ly of the history of persons and events long agone. We send our sons to col- : lege at the risk of their health, their j morals, and in these days of hazing ! and football, their lives and limbs—and ; what for? To learn dead languages, and the history of dead things. To ' learn how man has undertaken in the .past to divide God's footstool and man’s habitation, by some arbitrary rule, and without God’s authority, into frag-' ments and sections. Everything a Mistake. “With this sort of mental training and discipline, it is not at all remark able that we jump at the conclusion that the older a thing or an institution, the better and safer it is; whereas, in actual practice, we discover that the universal trend of all things is toward improvement, and that essential per fection is the ultimate destiny of all things. “The history of the past is but an endless sequence and succession of mistakes and injustices, both of men, and of institutions, and the only con ceivable use of its study is to avoid its errors. It is high time that all men and all nations adopt the precept of Paul, the great, If not the greatest, apostle, when he said. "Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: But this one thing I do, forgetting those things which arc behind, and reach j ing forth unto those things which are i before. I press toward the mark for the priz** of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.” Sioux City Exact Center. In the New Columbia H is explained that Sioux City will be the new cap ital. for the Re-United States will in clude Canada, and Sioux City will be at the exact geographical center, i All governmental powers and func tions, legislative, executive, admin ' istrative and judicial, will be vest ed in a board 'or congress of governors; two of whom, one man and one woman, shall be elected every year : by the electors of each state; and all citizens, male and female, above the age of 18 years, who shall have resided for one year within the state of their residence, will be electors. The governors shall be maintained at parts of the country as fast as they ar« settled; rates of transportation shall b<j established by the department from time to time at the actual cost of the service as determined by economic sta tistics. Will Improve Waterways. Telephone and telegraph will bfl managed in the same manner. All highways shall be maintained by a bureau. All unused land is government land and the government shall provide for reclamation, irrigation and fertili zation and shall furnish railways as needed for settlement. Waterways shall be improved. Electricity shall be a federal commodity, sold at cost and developed as fast as practical in every part from water power. There will b* no charity for, where distributive jus tice prevails, no one will need charity. Fuel and light will also be govern mentally controlled, all fuel to be fur nished at the same just, economic cost to all, without regard to distance trans ported. Lawyers Are Barred. Agriculture will be largely directed by the government, saving by large operations. Township justices shall be two, a father and a mother. Election eering for office in the public service for any elective office will be a mis demeanor. There will be no state gov ernments. Although the author is a lawyer, there will be no lawyers under the new form. Insurance will be gov ernmental. There will be no real or personal taxation and no tariff. Liquor may not be drunk where it is sold and a black list of heavy drink ers will be observed. Postal banks will care for the circulating medium. The New Columbia, therefore, com pletely changes the present system and starts every one out at the age of 18 with a prospect of $00,000 in wages for his life work, and a chance to have peace, home life and the pur suit of happiness. The new American party has its headquarters in Room 9, Glean house. Glean, N. Y.. and its hindquarters in the Cusac block, Findlay, Ohio. The head of it is George H. Phelps, who has labored many years for the up lift of the people. The True Beginning, When Phyllis looks Thro' story books. And skips the early stages, And deep immersed Peruses first The Author's final pages, To see if there The maiden fair Is to the Hero wedded; And if the two Fond lovers true Escape the Villain dreaded, I’m much inclined No fault to find, And would not criticise her; For it may be Than others she Is infinitely wiser. For as I read My daily meed Of real life’s endless spinning 1 can’t deny The marriage tie ’S the love tale’s true beginning. —New York Times. Roughly specking, it might be said that the annual importations into the United States of coffee, tea and cocoa amount to $100,000,000 a year; three | fourths coffee, and the remainder about 1 equally divided between cocoa and tea. y A Wrong Reading. From the New York Tribune. Dr. O. H. Parkhurst, at a recent banJ quet, said of charity: "Too many of us, perhaps, misinter pret the meaning of charity as thei master misinterpreted the scriptural text: "This master a pillar of the Western church, entered in his Journal: “ The scripture ordains that "if a, man take away thy coat, let him have thy cloak also.’ Today, having caught the hostler stealing my potatoes, 1 have given hitn the sack.’ ” Mexico's rubber industry is proving less profitable than was originally ex pected. New York has raised $1,075,000 foi^ the Hudson-Fulton celebration which! begins September 25 next, and $15,000 of the amount will be devoted to aero nautic features. The reproduction ot Fulton's little steamboat will have u. right setting with fast motorboats and. airships skimming around as it move* upstream. At the funeral of Fred Cavalla, a London costermonger, the open hearse was drawn by six horses. 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