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RHEUMATISM I want every chronic rheumatic to throw away all medicines, all IJUaljaeiitw, mil planters, and give MU NT ON S RHEITMA TISM REMEDY a trial* ho matter what your doctor may eay* no matter what your friends may eay, no JP**.^*/JJJJ prejudiced voa may be againat ail^adrer tlaed remedies, co at once to cist and got a bottle of the KHhUMA “ism REMIIDT. ]f It falls to give satis faction,! will rrfnnd yonr money — Mnnyon Rcmrmhcr tills remedy contains no sal tcrlie ncid, no opium cocaine, morphine or ether harmful ilnn-s. It Is put upnnl" the guarantee of the Pure Pood and Drug AFor eate tiy all druggists. Price. 25c. TEXAS LAND BUYERS ATTENTION will Investigate any body of land In this state tor you for one dollar and cl ve you the cold facia re, suiting from our Investigation. Wo own no land.ana Kto no tolling, neither do we advise you where to bun tut wo do furnish a disinterested report upon whlc.M you can rely. Unclose one dollar with inquiry, of Write for information. TIIIC inflflKKdAL liM'OfhTM IllKJUL 0* Tfr.XAS, 43* Boor* Building, baa Antonin, Tax. ; ..■■ ■ -. ■■"—■ -■ i SUPPLY ALWAYS KEPT UP. t-- '—"m If babies come down from heaven, mam ma. There's one thing that’s sure, J de Clare— There’s so many babies that come down sacli day, Thera can’t be race suicide there. Completely Pauperized. Albert W. Hebberd, New York’s charity expert, said at a recent din ner: ‘‘The great danger of charity Is Its pauperizing effect. This effect must be avoided, or the recipients will all become Jack Honches. "Jack Hanch, on the score of bad health, never worked, and the pastor of the Methodist church, a man whose heart sometimes outran his head, sent the Idlor and his family weekly gifts •of food and clothing-—supported the 'whole crew, In fact "A church visitor, after listening to Jack’B complaints one day, said: “ ‘Yes, of course, you have had bad health, wo know that; but one thing at least you ought to be thankful for, and that Is our pastor's kindness In sending you all this bread and meat and Jelly and blankets, and so on. Don’t you think tt Is good of him to look after you so well?’ ‘‘‘Good of him?’ said Jack, lmpa> tlently. 'Why, what's he for?’ ” Easy for Her. An extremely corpulent old lady was entortalnlng her grandchild at lunch eon when she found occasion to repri mand the little girl for dropping some food on the tablecleth. “You don’t see grandma dropping anything on the table," she said. “Of course not,” replied the child; “God gave you something In front to stop it." There are some rich men who have made their fortunes honestly. Also you may have heard of the needle In the haystack. When it comes to giving uppercuts pugilists are not in It with barbers. Wh-n It’s “What lor Breakfast?” Try Post I Toasties Serve with cream or milk at.d every member of the. it mily will say ‘rip ping food. And don’t be su»o *s vd if they want f a ae'.o.d helping. 'The tt„uic*y Lingers” Pw iixTu 3erea’ Company, I Battle Creek. Mich. 'TAVERN AY ~1 A Tale of the Red Terror j BY BURTON E. STEVENSON. !* Author of "The Marathon Mystery,” "The Holladay Case,” "A Soldier of Virginia,” etc. Copyrighted, 1909, by Burton E. Stevenson. CHAPTER XXII—(Continued.) • t "Goodby,’' she called. "Goodby. You also have kept us safely. I shall al- a ways remember'." 1 I dared not look back. I felt that a I uiis forev ■ r leaving a spot more dear j and sacred (linn home itself. Wo I j strode blindly on, hurling myself fc'V- t agely at the underbrush, until the very r fury of my exertions served to exhaust | u the fire which raged within. H “Am I going too fast?” 1 asked, pans- n ing and turning to her, for her foot- j. steps told me that she was close at r my heels. I v "No,” she said, "hut you must be l tiring yourself terribly, and to little i v useful purpose. I do not require a l path so wide as the one you have been t making." u "It. was the brute fighting itself ! out,” I explained; "exhausting Itself £ by bruising and trampling down those poor saplings.” f "And is It quite exhausted?” , "I trust so. Do you never have an ^ impulse to destroy things—to rend ( them apart and shatter them to bits?” "Sometimes,'' she admitted, laugh- f lng. "It's like a thunderstorm. Isn't It—all fire and fury while It lasts, but , leaving one cleansed and purified. Oh, j I atn far from perfect, ’ she added, , laughing again as she caught my , glance, "as you would have seen for yourself long ere this had you been of , an observing turn. Ts this as far as ( we go through tills thicket?" , "No,” I answered, checking the ( words which rose to my lips, and I set off aghln, nor paused until the , village had sunk from sight behind ( us. “Now, we can rest,” I said, and sat down at the edge of the bushes. , She sat beside me and leaned her chin upon her hand as she gazed down , Into the valley. The sun was sinking , to the west and the road seemed the merest yellow ribbon between its green , hedges. Far ahead, I could see that the i country again became more broken. \ and a low range of purple hills closed . In the liorizcn. .ns we sat mere snent, a ciouo or , dust appeared far down the road, and , we moved deeper Into the cover of the bushes, fearing that It was another regiment which approached. But It was only a flock of sheep driven by ' three shepherds. "Food for the enemy,” I remarked. , "That explains why there are no longer any flocks in these pastures. ( The republic has swallowed them, j us it has swallowed so many other things.” We watched them until they passed ( from sight on the horizon behind a , cloud of dust, which rose and rose un til It covered the sun's face. "Yonder behind that cloud lies Thouars," I said. J "And a league beyond Is Coulanges— , and our friends,” she added. , "Always thinking of that!” I re joined bitterly. "Yes—of safety and home! How J I shall delight to be there once j again.” "Home! And I do not even know f where that Is! Why Is It, niadmot- j selle, that you have told me nothing of , yourself? Bo you mistrust me?" "Mistrust you?" she repeated. “What , un absurd question. But there Is so little to tell." "And you refuse to tell me even that? J I know nothing of you except your name. How am I to find you again, if fate is Indeed kind to me? Where am I to look for you?" s "A perfect lover would have trusted t his heart to lead him,” she retorted. "But since you do not, you may as well 1 know that tho Chateau de Chambray la two leagues south of Poitiers." "Then," I said, “I shall 1101 have far i to go If—If- 1 pray heaven It may be my fortune to seek you there.” 1 1 could see by her sparkling eyes that the spirit of mischief had sprung t to life again. “Wo shall bo very glad to welcome 1 you, my father and I," she said, with- j out permitting me to finish. "Perhaps i we can even persuade you to bring your t betrothed with you. Why not spend j your honeymoon ut Chambray. mon- t sieur?" l "I should like to spend it there," i I retorted, "but with another worn- ( an." 1 It was her turn to redden, and she t did so in good earnest. ( "Do you think fortune will favor i mo that far, mademoiselle?" I per- , slsted. i "Then she nrtned herself nnd struck me a savage blow. t "No,1 she answered, quickly: “I , think fortune will hold you to your , promise and that you will soon forget f to rail at her. Your heart Is exceed- ; Ingly Inflammable and will burn none J the less ardently whether it be I or , or your betrothed who applies the i spark." t “If that Is your opinion, madeinol- t selle,” I returned bitterly, “there is , nothing more to be said " , “And I am quite certain," she ndded, | smiling strangely, “that you will one , day accept that invitation. My father , will insist upon It.” t “Let him!" I retorted. “Are you ■ hungry?" i "No." , "Nor I. This hamper, then, we will ( leave here, as we shall reach Coulanges f tonight. It Is time we were setting off." < She arose without a word and fol- i lowed me down the slope. Only when at last I glanced back, did I perceive i that she was bearing the hamper. i "Why are you bringing that?" I de- < manded, wheeling sharp around. "Food Is not plentiful enough in I Franco to be wasted in that way," she l answered evenly. i “What do you propose to do with i it?" 1 "1 propose to leave it at the door of 3 the llrst hut we reach,” and she made a motion as though to pass me. * I seized the hamper roughly and 1 strode on through the dusk, marvel- ' ing at the inconsistencies of a heart 1 which could be at the same time so cruel and so tender. • CHAPTER XXIII. 1 FORTUNE FROWNS. ‘ We gained the road again and 1 turned westward along it, walking for ( some time in silence. I confess 1 was 1 in bad humor. I was not altruist enough to have willingly burdened my- j self with that hamper, and more than once I was tempted to fling it into the J ditch at the roadside, especially as ' minute followed minute and no house appeared. But at last, at a turn of 1 the road, we came upon a miserable ' hovel, supported by a pile of stone, without which It must inevitably have i cohapsed. 1 thought, for an Instant, ‘ that the hut was empty, but as we j drew near, a child's thin wail came to j us through the open door. T set the hamper down, knocked and passed on. j and I doubt not that in that family [ here still survives the legend of a eavenly visitation. My spirit cleared after that, perhaps s the reward of a good action, per aps because I was rid of the hamper; t any rate, X could lift my l.ead and >ok about me and take Joy In the eauty of the night. There were only re stars to light us, for the moon had ot yet risen. They looked down upon s from the high heavens, and it eemed to me that there was kindness nd sympathy in their gaze—that they lessed us and wished us well. The rad was much smoother than the one e have traversed the night before, nd we got forward at a speed which -arranted our reaching Coulanges in ood time, if nothing happened to delay s. We were both well rested and I had Iready had good reason to know and under at my companion's powers of ndurance. I glanced down at her and saw that he was staring straight ahead at the oad unrolling before us. How near we fere to the moment of parting! With very step we approached the place fhere I must leave her. Kven should I urvive my pilgrimage of vengeance, it eemed most unlikely that I should sec ier again—certainly, we, should never io thrown together in this sweet, inti nate, personal relation. And would I fish to see her in any other way? To ;nze at her from n distance, to find her enced about, to stand silent while some ther gallant whispered in her ear— vould not all that be. ns the rubbing of alt Into an open, wound.? Indeed, she had already applied hat torture with that mocking invi atlon to Chambray! Why was it that had so failed to touch a responsive herd in her: or, rather, why, at the ■cry moment I fancied I had touched it, hould she draw back and deal me a ruel blow? Perhaps she fancied there vas kindness in this cruelty; perhaps ihr was trying to save me from sink ng too deeply into the quicksand which ntangled me. Alas! I felt that I was ilready past all hope of rescue. So a ■eal kindness would have been to make ny last moments as happy as might be, re tiie sands closed over me and ui ■lded us forc.’cr! i shook in- mougnt away, xsotning m earth should so divide us. Honor ompelled no man to wreck his life >oyond redemption. Put as I turned he problem over In my mind, I con ess my heart sank. Ho long as Mdlle. lo Benseval lived, Just so long was I tound to her. That was the final tatoment to which the tangle reduced tself, and I reflected bitterly upon the oily of parents who disposed of their hildren without asking their consent, r, indeed, before they were old enough o know to what they were consenting, t boy of 10 will blithely promise to iiarry anyone, or will bind himself fn lifferently with a vow of celibacy, for irhat does he know of either? Onlv t hen he comes to look at the world nd the women In it with a, man's yes does he understand. Then he asks imself the question. “Am I bound by vow taken in ignorance? Must I tagger on till death under this burden rinocently assumed? Must I permit ny life to be wrecked in these rapids nto which another hand propelled ne?" “What is It, Hlr Sorrowful?” asked ny companion at last. “The old prob sni ?” “The old problem,” I answered. “Why ponder It? You have already aid that no man can escape his des Iny.” “I am going to escape mine, if It is lossible.” “Is escape worth so much worry?” “It is all the difference between hell ,nd heaven.” “Oh, fie' What would the bethrothed hink, could she hear you?” “I wish she could,” I retorted bit erly. “Ah, M. de Tavernay.” and her voice lad a note of sadness in it. ”T thought ou a gallant man. T thought you brave nough to approach your fate with smile upon your lips. I thought you onerous enough to make this girl who s waiting for you believe that you eally loved her. Consider how much more difficult is her task. Perhaps he remembers you only as a thought 's and unattractive boy, perhaps she Iso has seen some one whom she ancles she could love better, perhaps t is some one who is really better rorth loving. Yet she is awaiting you. tiding her misgivings in her bosom, eady to keep her oath, although an j ath Is not the same tiling to a woman l s to a man. Nor is marriage the ame thing. To a man If is an epi ode; to a woman it Is her “whole life. | ilie belongs to the man she has mar- | led. Do you think the woman to I'hotn you are bethrothed does not Veni ce all this? Be sure she does—and reinbles at It. And you propose to nnke her task more difficult still. You dll come to her with a sour and down ast face: you will say to her as plain y as if you spoke the words, “I do iot love you; T take you because I nust; if I were free I would not look t you a second time: I am making martyr of myself by marrying you.' Vhich do you think will be tiie greater nart.vr, monsieur, you or she? You re right In your estimate of your elf—you are wholly selfish." I had listened with bowed head and [Uivering nerves. Every word burnt nto me as a white-not Iron. "You are right.' 1 said hoarsely, i lien she had finished. "I am a coiv rd—a cur. I am not really a man f honor." "You nre only a hoy,” she said, and icr tone was more tender. "You have ieen too long in your mother's lead ng strings. But you have in you the making of a man, my friend, and I now that I shall live to be proud of ou.” 1 caught her bund and kissed it— kiss not of love, but of gratitude, swear that at that moment passion ras as dead in me as though it had lever been. We went on In silence after that. I iad my bitter draught to swallow and wallow it I did without flinching. Ail retty euphemism had been stripped way. I saw that l had been dishon rable in thought. If not in deed. I md befouled myself, and, worse than .11, I had tried to drag another—the ne person that I loved—down into the nire with me. "Mademoiselle,” I said at last. "I hope hat in time you will pardon me. And thank you from the bottom of my leart that you had the courage to peak as you did Just now. It was lie only way to open m'y eyes to my eal self. Believe me, I shall be brave nough to look at It steadily." She held out her hand with u quick [esture. "I am sure you will, my friend," she aid, very softly. “And let me tell ou one thing morn—I shall always he i better woman for having known ou." Again I kissed her hand—humbly as i a slave might- and again wo went on J in silence. The moon rose and throw our shadows far before us along the road; we came at last to the rough arid uneven ground I had seen from the hillside, and here we found the way more difficult, for the road grew nar row and rutted, with high untrimmed hedges closing it in on either hand and sometimes even meeting overhead, so (hat we seemed to be stumbling for ward in a tunnel into which no ray of light could penetrate. I aided her as well as I could, but even then it was disheartening and exhausting work, and her labored breathing de noted her fatigue. "We must rest,” I said. "We must rest,” and I led her to a seat in the shadow of the hedge. “I shall recover in a moment,” she protested. “We must reach Coulanges tonight. I have set my heart on it. Remember, we burnt our ships behind us when we abandoned our provi sions.” “We shall reach Coulanges,” I said confidently. “At the next house I will inquire the way.” "Come," she said, starting to her feet. “Ret us go. I am quite rested." She was a few paces ahead of me, and i let her keep the place for a mo ment that I might admire her erect and graceful figure, when suddenly she shrank back against me with a little cry of fright. “What is it?” I asked. "You are not hurt?” "No, no!” she whispered. “But yon der—creep forward and look.” There was a sharp turn in the road, and as I went forward cautiously and look around it, my heart stood still. Bor there, not 200 yards distant, was encamped a regiment of infantry—the same, perhaps, that we had seen pass that afternoon. I contemplated the camp in silence for a moment, noting how it lay in the little valley, then X drew back and rejoined my comrade. "There is no danger,” I said. "We must made a wide detour and avoid these fellows.” I searched along the hedge until I found a place where I could break through, and in a moment we were to gether In the field on the other side. Cautiously we crept away up the hill side until the lights of the camp gleamed faint behind us, then we went forward past them. There was no danger of our being seen.. despite the brightness of the moonlight, for the field was full of sheep—the same we had seen pass, no doubt—and at a dis. tanee, so low we crept, we could not be distinguished from them. We came to another hedge and broke through it, and 1 was just turning back toward the road, when a low moan brought ms sharp around. "\\ hat is it?” I asked acralri nnrt stretched out my arms and caught her, or she would have fallen. “My ankle,” she gasped, her Ups white to the very edge. “I turned it back yonder. I though I could walk on it, but-r-Oh!” and she shivered and hit my face against my shoulder. I placed her gently on the grass and with trembling linger undid the laces of her shoe. She shivored again with agony at my touch and closed her eyes. I felt that her ankle was already swel ling, and the sweat poured down my face as I realized what anguish she wan In. "I must get aid,” X sRld thickly. "I must get you to some house." She was clutching wildly at my sleeve, her face convulsed, her eyes bright with suitering. “I^eave mo,” she said, pulling me down to her. "Leave me. It is no more than I deserve. Save yourself. Only," she added softly, "kiss me first.” For answer, I bent and lifted her tenderly In my arms, and pressed her close against my heart, and kissed her quivering lips and shining eyes and fragrant hair. "1 love you!” I whispered. “More than ever X love you!” Oh, I shall never be able to tell you how I love you!” 14 She clung to me desperately and I held her close, close, trembling with a great happiness. “Tell me,” I whispered. “I know It now—but tell me.” She lifted her face to mine, no longer pinched with suffering, but radiant with Joy. "I love you!” she said. "Oh, why should I deny It? I love you!” Again I kissed her; then I set oft do . h the hill, while she dropped her head upon my shoulder and sobbed silently—but I knew that It was not with pain. She was mine—mine! Nothing could alter that! Not all the oaths of heaven and hell could alter that. Not the scorn of the living nor the memory of the dead could alter that. X had happiness within my hand Rnd I would hold It fast; there should he no paltering with It, no looking hack, no question of this or that. Hew fool ish all such questions seemed, now that the die was oast. At last I reached the road, and for an Instant hesitated, looking up and down. To ask aid of the Blues would he to court the guillotine, and yet I might blunder along the road for hours without coming to a house where help could be secured. Had I the right to condemn her to that suf fering? Then I remembered Goujon. Better a sprained ankle than that In famy—better any suffering than that! And resolutely I set my face westward. (Continued Next Week.) roup i asie qualities, Prom the Chicago Tribune. Only four distinct taste qualities are discoverable by the human tongue is the announcement of a scientist. Sweets and salts, two of the taste qualities, are observable at the tip of the tongue, and In determining whether i lie white crystals be salt or aweet the tip of the tongue unconsciously is used. Sour and bitter flavors are the other strictly tongue tastes, and can be de termined only upon their being carried back upon the tongue toward its root, when the sensations will be Interpreted to the brain by the edges of that or gan. Dry substances that remain dry can not be tasted, and many things remain tasteless to us, not because they are tasteless but because they are not soluble In water. Again, spices are differentiated through the correlative sense of smell. Holding the nose and chewing a raw onion and a raw' apple by turns the gustatory nerves will show little or no difference in the fla vor of the two. He Took the Blame. From the Washington Star. August Herrmann, the new grand ex alted ruler of the Elks, said at an Elks' banquet in Detroit: ‘ The guilty man always gives himself away, for, like the chap who bought the 40-cent bathing suit, he can’t hide his guil ty conscience. "The chap 1 have In mind entered the water at Atlantic City In a 40-cent suit of blue flannel. As he splashed about he was Joined by a girl friend. The girl flashed her bright eyes over the tumbling expanse of sea. and then, with a sigh of delight, she said: •‘ ‘Isn’t the water blue, today?’ •• ‘It’s shameful.’ said the man. with a hot blush, *it’s perfectly shameful how this cheap bathing flannel runs!' '* Five Michigan towns turn out three fourths of this country’* automobile produce. JULIA WARD HOWE CALLED BY DEATH Author of “The Battle Hymn of the Republic,’’ Passes Away at Advanced Age. Boston, Mass., Oct. 20.-—Mrs. Julia Ward Howe, author of "The Battld Hymn of the Republic," died at he^ home at Middleton this morning. She was nearly 92 years of age. Julia Ward Howe was bom In New York, May 27, 1819, and was the daughl ter of Samuel and Julia Rush Ward. She was educated privately. Mis3 Ward married Dr. Samuel Grldley Howe, phi. lanthroplst, In 1843. She was the moth er of Henry Marlon Howe, Florencs Marlon Howe-Hall, Raura Elizabeth Richards and Maud Howe Elliott. With her husband Mrs. Howe con ducted the Boston Commonwealth, an anti-slavery paper, prior to the civil JULIA WARD HOWE. war. After the slavery question was settled, she became active in the causes of woman’s suffrage, prison reform and international peace. She was a preach-* er, lecturer und writer. In religion, Mrs. Howe was a Unitarian, and was a member of the American Academy of Arts and Letters. Her publications Included "Passion Flowers," "Words for the Hour ’’ “A Trip to Cuba," "The World’s Own " “From the Oak to the Olive," “Later Lyrics,” "Sex and Education,” “Me moir of S. G. Howe,” "Life of Mar garet Fuller,” "Modern Society," "Is Polite Society Polite?" "From Sunset Ridge," “Reminiscences," and “Sketch es of Representative Women of New England.” WELLMAN SAILING OUT OF REACH OF WIRELESS ASHORE Boston, Oct. 20.—Walter Wellman’s airship America had not communicated with ships so far as known up to 8 O'clock this morning since sending his’ last reassuring dispatch at 12:49 p. m. yesterday. Following the trans-Atlan tic steamer line, the great dirigible bal-, |on passed through the night and morn ing hours about 300 or 400 miles from' the New England shore, heading for Sable Island, N. S. It was expected the wireless station there would be able to communicate with me America before noon. New York, Oct. 20.—Wireless sta tions along the coast heard from at 8:30 a. m. today had nothing to re port as to the progress of Walter Well man’s dirigible balloon America in its attemrited flight across the Atlantic^ Shortly after noon yesterday the Amer ica passed out of wireless touch with the Marconi station at Siasconsett and since then no word has come front Wellman, who in the absence of other Information is assumed to be continu ing his northeastward flight along the Atlantic steamer lane with the Brit ish Isles as his destination. GERMANS ARE SKEPTICAL. Berlin, Oct. 20.—The cross-Atlacitid venture of Walter Wellman and hli companions in the dirigible balloon America occupies pages in today's newspapers. Major Von Tschudi and Professor Verson, the aviation experts, regard it as most probable that the trip will end in a catastrophe. PACKERS WRATHY AT SENATE COMMITTEE Say Investigation as to Cost of Living Wasn’t Made in Good Faith. Chicago, Oct. 20.—The report ot the executive committee of the National Meat Packers association, which met In annual convention here today, Inti mates that the select committee of the United States Senate, when It met to Investigate the high cost of living, did not act In the best faith in examining the packers. The report says that while there have been some repetitions of the usual slurs and unfounded charges against the packers, they have lacked the venom of previous years, and the opin ion Is expressed that a belief is grow ing with the public that the packers as a class are doing a legitimate busi ness. President Charles Rohe, of the asso ciation, In Ills address said that the last year In many respects had been unsatisfactory to packers, owing to the high price of live stock. "It Is undoubtedly a fact, he de clared, "that all packers and meat dealers have been doing business with' out profit during the year." PHILIPPINE LEGISLATURE. Manila, Oct. 20.—The hllipplne leg islature was convened today. In his message. Governor General Forbes congratulated the government on the results of the Payne-Aldrlch tariff bill and says that the finances of the Phil ippines are satisfactory. The fiscal year closes with a surplus In excess of n.ooo.ooo. _ TY COBB AWARDED AUTO FOR LEADING IN HITS Chicago. Oct. 20.—Tyrus Cobb, of De troit, by verdict of President Johnson Saturday was the leading batsman of the American league for 1910, with a winning percentage over Larry Lajole. of Cleveland, of .001. As the National league leaders dropped out of the con test some time ago, President Johnson's announcement means that Cobb Is the champion hitter of th« country. Cobb .500 100 .28000 Lajole ..591 227 .38400 CUBA STRUCK 8Y GREAT HURRICANE Enormous Damage Is Done, and Fierce Tropical Storm Shows No Sign of Abatement. Havana, Oct IS.—10 a. m.—The cy clone that struck the island yesterday* Is Increasing. Its velocity Is appalling. Beyond doubt It is more serious than the hurricane of 1906 which cost many lives and damage to the amount of millions of dollars. The custom house ware houses ara flooded and the roof of the main build ing has been blown away. The nation al observatory reports that the disturb ance is only beginning and will last probably 24 hours. Interior Is Isolated. Wire communication with the inte rior Is cut off and the situation outside this city is in doubt. The town of Bata bano is said to be under water to a depth of many feet. Many lives have been lost there according to reports. A. report from Regia, across the Harbor* says that many persons have been killed there. It is rumored that a great, number of sailors and longshoremen have been drowned in the harbor. , It Is probable the most fatalities and the greatest monetary damage has been jdone in Pinar Del Rio, where the de struction of Thursday and Friday has been added to greatly since last night. It is believed. The sugar cane crop is thought to have suffered severely. The gale came today from the south west with a violence not experienced before in a long time. Rain fell In tor rents throughout the night, but let up somewhat at daybreak though the wind held as strong as ever. All traffic in this city and In the har bor was suspended today. Scores of lighters and other small craft had been swamped or wrecked against the bulk heads. All vessels in the port are double anchored. The steamers are under steam. The Ward line steamer Sara toga, which was due to sail on Sat urday, remained stormbound. STORM IS APPROACHING SOUTH COAST OF FLORIDA Maimi, Fla., Oct. 17.—Weather bul letins were posted here this morning announcing the approach of a hurri cane and ail vessels along the Atlantic coast have been warned to prepare for severe weather. No trains have arrived here since Saturday over the Florida East Coast railroad, being held up at West Jupiter on account of a serious washout. Relief trains have been sent from Miami and Jacksonville. Contin uous rains have fallen for the last three flays and the entire country is flooded, FRENCH STRIKERS GET HIGHER PAY Railroad Men Who Walked Out and Tied Up Traffic, Win Main Contention. Cormeilles, France, Oct. 15.—T»*' hundred strikers held up three trains. Including the expresses from Paris and Dieppe here today, dragged off and assaulted the crews, Insulted the passengers and uncoupled and dam aged the cars. Paris, Oct. 15.—The directors of the railroads Involved in the strike agreed today to grant a minimum wage of $1 a day to the employes of all lines run ning out of Paris. The new Beale will go Into effect January 1 and constitutesthe chief con cession demanded by the men. This action was decided on at a con ference of directors In which M. Miller and minister of public works, posts and telegraphs, took part and was com municated to the strikers this after noon. • The decision of the directors came at a particularly fortunate time as it was becoming evident that the strik ers were beaten and resort t© violence on a wide scale was an ticipated. Today the ministry of the Interior discovered the existence of an organization with headquarters In Paris and branches In the provinces^ the purpose of which was the destruc tion of rolling stock. The government Is pursuing an investigation and the instigators of the lawlessness will be dealt with sternly. GIRL REVIVALIST AND HER CONVERT ELOPE beautiful Evangelist and Young Fanner Run Away Together and Marry. Hopkinsville, Ky., Oct. 15.—Mis® Susie Hawkins, an 18-year-old Louis-! vllle girl, who has been conducting very successful revivals at Cerulean Springs. King’s chapel and other churches In Trigg county, eloped to Clarksville th® other night with Garnett Hammond* a prominent young farmer of the Mont gomery neighborhood, In Trigg county,, where they were married. Hammond®, was a recent convert. The young woman Is said to be very beautiful and wherever she held meet-, ings widespread interest was aroused. She did the preaching herself and was unusually eloquent and forcible In her arguments, the result being that many professed religion each meeting. STARKVILLE, COLO—All of th® 66 bodies of miners entombed In th® local coal mine of the Colorado Fuel and Iron company by an explosion on October 8 have been recovered. Twen ty-seven were burled Sunday, seven of the bodies being taken to the ceme tery In hearses. The others were trans ported on a big van. Many of them were not Identified. The last eight bodies recovered will be burled today. Mine officials hope to have the min* in working order by November 1. WASHINGTON. — Accusing Post master General Hitchcock of attempt ing to hasten the final award of * large contract for the printing of stamped envelopes In order to defeat the proposed legislation which would make Its letting Impossible, a Joint committee, representing a number of printers and publishers throughout th® country, has filed a vigorous protest with the president against his action. RENO, NEV. — Virginia Harned Sothern, the actress, was granted a de cree of divorce from Edward H. Soth ern, the actor, here Saturday on th® grounds of desertion and nonsupport. The suit was not contested. I