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Remember the name—Doan’s.
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The Key to Germany.
Oapt. Charles King, the author,
praised, at the Milwaukee club, the
German element in Milwaukee's pop
ulation.
“1 know a soldier,” said Captain
King, “who met the kaiser last year
In Berlin.
" 'You have a thorough knowledge
of our best thought and customs,’ said
the kaiser. 'Have you ever been to
Germany before?'
" 'O, yes, sir,’ said the soldier.
“ 'What cities have you visited? Ber
lin and Hamburg?’ asked the kaiser.
’“No, sir,' said the soldier. ‘Mil
waukee.’ ”
Deserved the Shoes.
The weary wayfarer leaned over
the fence and watched the housewife
doing her chores.
"Ah, lady,” he said, tipping his liat,
“1 used to be a professional humorist.
If 1 tell you a funny story will you
give me an old pair of shoes?”
"Well, that depends,” responded the
busy housewife; "you must remember
that brevity Is the soul of wit.”
"Yes, mum, I remember that, and
brevity is the sole od each of me
shoes, mum.”
*
Church Unity.
Richard, aged five, was being Inter
viewed In regard to his school work.
"And where do you go to Sunday
echool?” was next asked.
"To the Episcopal,” he replied.
"What have you learned there?”
“'Honor thy father and thy moth
er,’ ” he said. “And, do you know, I
went down to the Methodist church
the other day and they were teaching
the some thing there!"—Llpplncott’s
Magazine.
THE FIRST TASTE
Learned to Drink Coffee When a Baby.
If parents realized the fact that cof
fee contains a drug—caffeine—which is
•specially harmful to children, they
would doubtless hesitate before giving
the babies coffee to drink.
“When I was a child In my moth
er's arms and first began to nibble
things at the table, mother used to
give me sips of coffee. Ab my parents
used coffee exclusively at meals I
never knew there was anything to
drink but coffee and water.
“And so I contracted the coffee
habit early. I remember when quite
young the continual use of coffee so
affected my parents that they tried
roasting wheat and barley, then
ground It In the coffee-mill, as a sub
stitute for coffee.
"But It did not taste right and they
went back to coffee again. That was
long before Postum was ever heard
of. I continued to use coffee until 1
waa 27. and when I got Into office
work, I began to have nervous spells.
Especially after breakfast I was so
nervous I could scarcely attend to my
correspondence.
“At night, after having coffee for
supper, I could hardly sleep, and on
rising In the morning would feel weak
and nervous.
“A friend persuaded me to try
Postum. My wife and I did not like
It at first, but later when boiled good
and strong It was fine. Now we would
not give up Postum for the best coffee
we ever tasted.
“I can now get good sleep, am free
from nervousness and headaches. 1
recommend Postum to all coffee drink
era."
Read “The Road to Wellvllle,” In
pkgs.
“There's a Reason.”
Ever read the above letter f A ntt»
one appear* from time to time. They
are genuine, true* sad full of human
Interest.
TAVERNAY I
A Tale of the Red Terror j
BY BURTON E. 8TEVENSON.
Author of “The Marathon Mystery,” "Tho Holladay Casa,” "A Soldier of I
Virginia,” etc. {
Copyrighted. 1908, by Burton EL Stevenson.
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CHAPTER XXIV—(Continued.)
“It will not be long." I whlpered.
“We shall find a house. Be brave!
Remember only that I love you."
She answered with a pressure of
her arms about my neck, and I went
on with new strength, my heart
singing At last, with a deep breath
of thankfulness, I discerned the roof
of a hovel rising above the hedge
to the right. Was It occupied? There
was no light at the window, nor smoke
rising from the chimney, but I hast
ened forward to Its door and knocked.
There was no response. I tried the
door and found It barred, so I knocked
again, or rather hammered savagely
with my fist. This time a step ap
proached.
"Be off,” cried a harsh voice. "No
entrance here.”
"Citizen," I said, as mildly as I
could, “I ask your aid—you will lose
nothing by opening the door.”
"Be off,” he cried again. "I will not
open.”
"Well, then, I will kick It In,” I
said, letting my wrath burst forth,
"and shoot you down like the dog
you , are. Choose—a gold louls If you
aid me; death If you refuse!” and I
gave the door a premonitory kick which
made the flimsy building tremble.
"Come, Is It war or peace?”
“What is It. you require, citizen?”
asked the voice, after a moment. In a
milder tone.
"Some water boiling hot and cloth
for a bandage.”
"And for these you will give a gold
louls?”
"I promise It.”
"Very well, I will open the door.”
"You will make a light first,” I said,
and placing my burden carefully on
the ground In the shadow of the hedge.
I drew my pistol and assured myself
that It was ready. "Como, make haBte,”
I added.
In a moment a light sprang up
within and the door slowly opened.
I crossed the threshold with a bound,
to find myself face to face with as
tfllllh n /111 ci (> tirrntoll ua T hn/1 oiroe /in _
countered. A great shock of yellow
hair hung over a face so grimed and
crusted with filth that the features
were almost Indecipherable. The
head hung forward and the great
hands dangling below the knees
Showed that the man was deformed.
"Quick, Btlr up the fire,” I com
manded, "and heat the water.”
"And the gold louls?” he asked,
eyeing my dress."
I drew It forth and placed It on a
rude table which stood In one cor
ner.
"There It Is," I said, "but It Is not
yours yet."
His eyes gleamed as he looked at
It and he licked his lips as a dog
might have done at sight of a savory
bone; then he turned to the hearth,
stirred the smouldering embers, threw
somo pieces of wood upon them, filled
an earthenware pot from another
vessel which stood on the hearth,
and placed It In the midst of the
flames.
"Your water will be ready In three
winks, cltlsen,' 'he said.
"Good.” and I moved before the
fire a benoh which served as a chair.
"Now I will bring In my companion.”
"Your companion,” he repeated,
looking about with a snarl.
"Yes—and If you touch the goldplece,
I will kill you. Sit down In yonder
corner.”
He backed Into the corner Indicated
and sat down, staring vacantly. In an
Instant I wus outside Rnd lifting my
comrade tenderly in my arms, bore her
back to the cottage and closed and
barred the door.
"Sit here, my love," I said, and
placed her on the bench. "Now, let us
eee the ankle.”
I knelt before her and with fingers
which trembled bo that I could scarcely
gulde them, removed the shoe and cut
away the stocking. The ankle—which
Should have been so slim, so graceful
—was cruelly swollen
"It will be better in a moment," I
said, and dipping the remnant of the
stocking Into the steaming water, held
It dose against the hurt.
“Oh, that Is heavenly!" she murmur
ed and breathed a deep sigh of relief.
I bathed the ankle thoroughly, im
mersing It In water almost scalding,
and every Instant I Joyed to see the
lines of pain In her face soften and dis
appear.
"And now," I said at Inst, "we will
bandage It tightly and It will not pain
you—only, of course, you cannot use
It for some days."
“For some days!” she echoed in dis
may. "But we cannot stay here so
long a time."
"No." I agreed, "certainly not—but
let us bandage the ankle."
But my face fell as I glanced about
*■ V, a .nam
"What do you require for a ban
dage?" she asked following my eyes.
"A strip of clean cloth- the longer
the better. But clean cloth. In a hovel
like this!"
She colored slightly as she looked
down at me.
"If you will look away for a mo
ment." she said, "I thing 1 can supply
the bandage."
I walked over to the corner where
our Involuntary host still squatted,
cursing softly to himself, and stood
before him. There was a sharp rip.
"How 1b this, doctor?” asked a voice,
and I turned to sec her holding out to
me a strip of linen.
"Excellent." I cried, and kneeling be
fore her. I drew it tightly around the
ankle. I rejoiced to see that the swell
ing had already decreased considerably
and I bent and kissed the little foot.
"Is that a portion of the treatment?"
she ashed, laughing.
"A very necessary portion—don’t
you feel the improvement?"
"Yes,” she said, her eyes dancing, “I
believe I do."
"And now,” 1 added, standing up
again, “we must get out of this. We
are still too near that camp down
yonder."
"But I am such a burden!" she pro
tested.
"A dear, delightful burden!" and I
stooped to raise her, but at that instant
a violent blow sounded on the door.
“Open!" cried a voice. “Open!"
There was no time to temporise; be
sides, I knew that to hesitate would be
to double any suspicion we might
awaken.
“At once!” I answered. "Be brave,
my love!" I whispered, and kissed her
lips. As I turned away, I saw a brute
in the corner spring upon the gold
piece and hide it among his rags
"Open." cried the voice again, and
the door shook under a savage blow.
1 strode to it and flung It wide.
A flanh of arms greeted my eyes, a
vision of fierce faces. In an Instant
a dozen men came crowding into the
room, and I saw thnt they wore the
uniforms of the Republic.
CHAPTER XXIV.
THE DRAGON'S DEN.
The rush of the Intruders, sudden
and overwhelming, drove me back
from the door, but I managed to hold ;
my place, pistol in hand, before my j
love, too dazed for the moment to
do aught but stare at them and curse
the fortune which had brought us to
this desperate pass. But I had a part
to play—a part I had rehearsed more
than once for Just such an emer
gency as this—and I got my wits
back by a supreme effort, while the
newcomers still stood gaping in a
semi-circle about us.
"■Well, citizens,” I said, trying to
achieve a smile with but indifferent
success, “one would have thought you
were taking a fortress by assault”
"We are set to patrol this road,”
explained one of them. "We saw this
light and determined to And out what
was going forward here.”
I saw by their awkwardness and
want of discipline that they were not
trained soldiery but raw levies, with
no very clear Idea of their duties, and
my spirits rose. The affair was not
not desperate as J had thought.
"Quite right,” I commented, smil
ing this time in earnest. “I suspect
ed as much. That is why I opened so
promptly, since we have nothing to
conceal. There is no enemy of the
republic here—only this honest old
fellow, this woman arid myself. So
farewell, my friends. Oblige me by
using this to drink the health of the
nation,” and I tossed their spokes
man a stiver crown.
A murmur of satisfaction ran
around the group, and such is the
power of self assurance that three or
four of them made a motion to with
draw. But their spokesman lingered.
"I fear we must require some ac
count of you, citizen,” he said, look
ing at me apologetically, "and alSovo
all of your companion, who appears to
me to be an aristocrat.”
"An aristocrat,” I laughed, realiz
ing in a flash that in these circum
stances I must take some other line
mat i naa originally resoivea
on. "So It seems you cannot tell
maid from mistress! ohe Is so lit
tle of an aristocrat that she hopes to
be vlvandlere to the regiment which
I Join."
"Then, pardleu, you must Join
ours.” cried one of the rogues, and
pressed toward her. "Hev, my dear,
look at us—we’re a likely set of fel
lows. We'll be kind to you—we’ll
do our best to make you happy;” at
which his comrades laughed approv
ingly, and gazed at my compan
ion with meaning glances.
"We are already pledged to a regi
ment at Thouars, citizen.” I protest
ed, pushing him back good naturedly,
though there was red murder In my
heart.
"Her clothing Is not that of a
maid,” said another staring at her.
"Well, may not a maid don her
mistress’ gown?” I demanded. "Espe
cially when she Is leaving her for the
last time?”
They laughed again at that, but I
saw that suspicion had been aroused
—faint, Indeed, but enough to Im
peril us. Any but these country louts
would have seen through the He at
once—that peerless creature a servant.
Indeed!
“What Is your business here, citi
zen?” queried the first speaker, after
a moment's silence during which I
noted with uneasiness that none of
them made any movement to retire.
“We stopped here to rest,” I ex
plained. "My comrade has injured her
ankle. We will spend the night here,
since It Is lmpossoble for her to go
farther. Your regiment passes here?”
"Undoubtedly, since It also goes to
Thouars.”
"Well, we will Join It as It passes.
Perhaps you will give us breakfast,
and permit my comrade to ride In one
of the wagons.”
"Undoubtedly, citizen,” chimed in
another, with a laugh; "but we’ll not
permit any such scarecrow as you to
ride with her. You’d prefer a hand
some soldier, wouldn’t you, my dear?”
•As you will," I agreed, laughing,
too, though with no small effort. "But
you see how pale she Is—she suffers
greatly. A good night's rest will
change all that. So good night, citl
bens. TUI tomorrow."
Tills time they appeared reallv sat
isfied and started for the door In a
body. But a sudden uproar from with
out stopped them.
“Name of a dog!” yelled a hoarse
voice. "Where are those blockheads?
Ah, they shall hang for this! Desert
ers! Traitors!”
mere whs an uneasy movement
among the men. I saw that they had
reason to know and fear that voice.
In another Instant a ferocious face
appeared In the doorway. its eyes
gleaming with rage.
"What!" it cried, and I saw a sword
gleam In the air and descend with no
uncertain force on the heads and
shoulders. “Dallying here with a light
o'-love! Ik it thus you do your duty!
Is It thus you serve the Nation!
Hounds! Curs! I'll show you!” and he
drove them forth pell-mell into the
road. "And who are you, citizen?” lie
demanded, wheeling upon me, when the
last of them had disappeared.
“I am on my way to join the army
at. Thouars,” I said.
"And she?” and he Jerked his thumb
toward my companion.
"Spoil of war," I explained with a
wide smile, seeing he was too wise
to swallow the other story.
He turned snd stared at her for a
moment.
"My word, you have a pretty taste,
citizen,” he said, and his eyes gleamed
lasciviously. "I think I will release
you, my dear, from tills dirty brute,"
he added to her, with a leer he no
doubt thought engaging. "You’d rather
have a brave fellow like myself
wouldn’t you? Say, wouldn’t you?"
and bo approached and tweaked her
ear. "Of course you would. So It is
settled."
"Citizen,” I Interposed, "1 shall
have a word to say to that. She be
longs to me."
He turned upon me a disdainful coun
tenance.
"Get out. you beast," lie said.
"Don’t you see we wish to he relieved
of you? You say you are going to
Thouars. Well, the door 1? open
Suppose you start now."
“When 1 start my prisoner goes with
me," I said
He stared at me for a moment as
though scarcely able to believe his
ears.
’’What!" lio shouted. "You dis
pute with liie! You—you scum, you
insect, you toad. I tell you to get
out! I advise you to get out while
you are able to use your legs.”
"Cab:” 1 retorted, rage mastering
me. "Save your aas’s voice for;
those cowards out yonder. Tin not
afraid of noise."
“Dog,” he yelled and sprang upon
mo.
But I had my pistol out—It was his
life or mine—and fired straight into
that savage countenance. I saw. the
gaping hole the bullet left; I saw the
blood spurt from It as he pitched
forward at my feet. Then a score
of savage hands seized me, and I
thought for an Instant that I should
bo torn asunder. But a mounted pa
trol, summoned by the shot, cantered
up, cut their way through the crowd,
and Jerked me out of Its clutches.
"What is all this?” demanded their
officer.
In two words they told him the
story pointing to the body on the
floor and to the girl cowering In one
corner, her hands before her face.
They ended by demanding that I be
hanged forthwith.
“Oh, he shall hang," my new cap
tain assured them. "Rest content!
But he may be a spy and first we’ll
see what he knows. Tie his hands.”
They were secured behind my back
In a twinkling.
"Bring the woman, too," he said,
and one of them brought her forth
and threw her across a horse. I
saw with a sigh of relief that she had
fainted. "Give me your rope, Cou
thon," he added to one of his men.
The rope was a strong yet slender
line. Already In one end of It there
was a running noose, and I shuddered
as I guessed Its meaning. Ho threw
the noose over my head, drew It tight
about my neck and made the other
end fast to a ring in his saddle.
"Release him,” he commanded, with
an evil laugh. "He can’t get away.
Forward!”
For an Instant, the thought flashed
through my brain that I would end
It here, that I would let myself be
dragged under the hoofs of the horses.
Theh, as a trooper cantered by mej
berlng a limp form before him, I real-'
lzed my cowardice. So long as a
breath of life remained, I must fight
to save her from the hideous fate
which threatened her.
So I ran along In the dust beside
my captor in such an agony of rage
and despair as I had never known.
If a wish of mine could have engulfed
the world in ruin, I would Instantly
have uttered It. I prayed for an
earthquake to swallow us, for a thun
derbolt to blast us. I looked up at the
clear sky and cursed It. So this was
the end—for me, death by the rope—
for her
The lights of the camp gleamed
ahead. In a moment, we passed the|
sentinel and approached a tent before]
which another sentry was stationed. ‘
"Announce to Citizen Goujon," said]
my captor, relnn!ng In h!s horse, "that
we have two traitors to be Judged."
ui» sentry saiurea ana aisappearea.
Into the tent. As for me, my heart,
stopped at the mention of that name.I
Goujon! Was he to prove my mur
derer, too? And Charlotte
“Enter, citizen,” said the sentryj
holding back the flap of the tent.
My captor threw himself from the
saddle, and led me into the tent, the
[•ope still about my neck. Another
followed carrying Charlotte.
Within the tent was a able upon
which two candles gleamed. Before It
sat a man examining a pile of papers.
He looked up as we entered, and I
shuddered as I met his eyes; for they
seemed a snake's eyes, so veiled and
raid and venomous they were. The face
was pock-marked, clammy-grey, and
the nose so Assured and swollen that
it had the appearance of a sponge.
He glanced from me to the burden
which the trooper bore and a slow
!lush crept into his cheeks.
"Well?” he asked, sharply, turning
i>ack to my captor.
And again I had the pleasure of list
ening to the highly-colored story of
ny recent exploit. I was a murderer,
i traitor—undoubtedly an aristocrat.
[ had shot down in cold blood the of
Icer who was Interrogating me. I
was plainly a most desperate charac
:er, and should be hanged at once be
fore I had further opportunity for
svil.
“But Just before hanging him," my
raptor concluded. "I thought it best to
)ring him to you for interrogation. He
nay be a spy."
Goujon nodded.
“You were right,” he said. “Receive
ny compliments. Tie him to that pole
ronder. As for the woman, place her
>n my cot; we shall find means to
-evlve her,” and he laughed menao
ngly. “You may retire,” he added,
'but say within call.”
They saluted and withdrew.
Goujon waited until the flap fell
oehlnd them. Then he approached me
slowly, until he was quite near, and
rantemplated me with those snake's
syes of his—my face, my clothes, my
ihoes. Then, with a little smile of en
loyment, he turned awav and bent
ibove the cot, his hands clasped be
hind him. At last he turned to th«
table, took up a candle, and held th*
Hame close to her lips. It flickered
oaclt and forth, and he set it down
igaln with a chuckle of satisfaction.
Then he came back to me and stood
tor a moment gloating over me.
"So, Citizen Tavernay,” he said, at
last, with an infernal smile, “you did
not escape, after all!"
(Continued Next Week.)
Scriptures in Navajo Language.
The American Bible society has Just
tdded to Its Interesting list of versions of
the scripture in the languages of the
North American Indians, a translation of
the Book of Genesis and the Gospel of
Mark into the language of the Navajo#,
rhis is the first publication of the transla
tion of the scriptures into the tongue of
these people. The version has been pre
pared by the Rev. Leonard P. Brink, of
rohatchi, N. M., connected with the
Southwest Indian conference, an interde
nominational mission at work In that re
gion. There are said to be 25,000 Nava
jos in the United States, and there are at
present Baptist, Methodist, Presbyterian,
Christian Reformed. Gospel Union, and
Independent missions at work among
them. These scriptures will help In the
education of the people and In the forma
tion of a Navajo literature.
The French Sardine Industry.
Franco boxes sardines In 200 canning
factories on the coast. Fourteen thou
sand women prepare the fish as they
come from tho nets, and 2,500 men are
employed In canning them.
The average annual production of
canned sardines is 20,000 tons. The
sum represents a value of between
$8,000 and $10,000. About 12 pounds of
tin are used on every 100 square metre#
of the sheet iron from which the can#
are made.
How the Greeks Bake.
From Wide World Magazine.
A very primitive oven is used by
the Greek peasants for baking bread.
A lire is first lit Inside to heat the
fabric; then tho embers are raked
out and the dough placed within.
Vhen the oven grows cool tho bread
Is supposed to be baked. All the ovens
are situated in the open air. and sev
eral houses usually share one between
them. _ _
If the earth, as a New York professor
calculates, weights 7,000.000.000.000 tons how
much would it weigh If the colonel should
go up in a balloon?—Sprhurflald Republi
can
LENEVE SET FREE
BY ENGLISH JURY
IN MURDER TRIAL
Contention Is Made That Crippen
Deceived Her as He Did
Others About His
Wife's Death.
Lodno, Oct. 27.—After a trial lasting
out a few hours in the New Bailey
criminal court today, a jury found
Ethel Clare Leneve not guilty as an ac
cessory after the fact of the murder
of Cora Belle Crippen for whose death
the latter’s husband. Dr. Crippen, will
die on the gallows on November 8.
Miss Leneve was in love with Dr.
Crippen and slept in his house within
48 hours of the time the doctor mur
dered his wife and buried the dismem
bered parts in the cellar of his Hill
Drop Crescent home. She accompanied
Crippen in his flight to Canada, and
with him was arrested and indicted.
From the iirst she had maintained
Innocence of any knowledge of the
crime, but the crown alleged that her
behavior subsequently to the disap
pearance of Mrs. Crippen, or Belle El
more. as she was known on the stage,
was such as to betray a guilty knowl
edge of the murder.
When arraigned today Miss Leneve
plead not guilty and witnesses wero
introduced by the prosecutio.n to show
that she had experienced periods of
great mental distress following Belle
Elmore’s death. The crown prosecutor,
Richard Muir, introduced only such
evidence as had been brought out In
the earlier hearings.
Crippen’s Abject Slave.
Miss Leneve’s counsel, Frederick E.
Smith, m. p., asked the jury to bear in
mind that his client had been under the
Influence of Crippen, one of the most
dangerous criminals of recent years,
since she was 1G years of age. This, he
asserted, accounted for her flight In the
doctor’s company. There was no proof
that she had knowledge of the crime.
Counsel said that he took upon his own
shoulders the responsibility for not
putting Miss Leneve in the witness
box.
Lord Chief Justice Alverstone, who
presided. In summing up for the jury,
said ho saw no reason why Dr. Crippen
should have told Miss Leneve a story
different from that which he told oth
ers.
A ,, 4 V.. ...1.^ . C tk. 1
clan’s trial, the court room was crowded
with members of the legal profession,
and as many others as could secure a
place by right or influence. There was
a difference In the audiences. If Crip
pen had any well wishers they kept in
the back ground, while there was a
noticeable sentiment of sympathy for
the girl who, for love of a man nearly
twice her age, had sacrificed her rep
utation, deserted home and friends and
remained true to him even when their
association made her liable as an ac
cessory to a brutal murder.
Is a Pathetic Figure.
As Miss Leneve sat in the prisoner’s
dock today she was a pathetic figure.
She is 27 years old. of medium height,
light brown lialr, gray eyes and excel
lent teeth. Her face Is pretty, and
she Is trim. She wears good clothes
becomingly, and, naturally buoyant and
affable, she Is a prepossessing woman.
She was attired in the same neat
blue costume which she wore at the
preliminary hearing In the police court.
She entered tho dock between two
wardresses and remained standing dur
ing the few minutes occupied by the
swearing in of the jury.
Statement of Prosecutor.
Miss Leneve was an object of keen
scrutiny on the part of the women,
who composed the majority of the spec
tators. In reply to the formal charge
of being an accessory after the fact to
the murder of Belle Elmore, the girl
pleaded ‘Snot guilty” in a voice that
was scarcely audible. Lord Chief Jus
tice Alverstone thereupon called Rich
ard D. Muir, the crown prosecutor, who
outlined the case against the accused.
It was clear Mr. Muir said, that the
Intrigue between Crippen and Miss
Leneve constituted the motive for the
murder of Crlppen’s wife. He dwelt
upon the evidence given by Mrs. Jack
son, Miss Leneve’s landlady, at the
preliminary, and which will bo Intro
duced at the trial. The illness of the
accused on the night of the interview
with Mrs. Jackson was not, the prose
cutor said, an ordinary illness, but a
condition of horror, the explanation of
which was the knowledge that had
come to her that Crippen had murdered
his wife.
Inspector Dew of Scotland Yard, who
arrested Crippen and Miss Leneve,
the of her witnesses for the crown,
were taken rapidly through the evi
dence which they had given in the
lower courts. No new testimony was
brought out and tho prosecution closed
lt» case before lunch.
History of the Woman.
Miss Leneve was born at Dlss, Nor
folk. on June 22, 1883. the daughter of
Walter Leneve, a railway agent. There
was nothing unusual about her early
life. She learned stenography and ob
tained employment at the Drouet Insti
tute, where she met Dr. Crippen, who
was connectd with tli Institution in a
consulting capacity. Later the institute
was closed and Dr. Crippen set up for
himself In tho dental business, and
took Miss Leneve with him as a steno
grapher and private secretary. She fell
In love with her employer, and after
the death of Mrs. Crippen went to live
with the doctor and later told her
| friends they were married.
| There was a sequel to the Crippen
murder ease today when the high court
inflicted a flue of $1,000 on' Assistant
Editor Perris for contempt of court in
permitting the publication in the Con
don Chronicle of a story from Quebec,
asserting that Dr. Crippen had pur
chased hyosein and had confessed to
the murder of his wife.
The court ordered that Perris be im
prisoned until the fine Is paid.
OMAHA MUST PAY.
St. Paul. Minn., Oct. 27.—Judge W. H.
Sanborn, in the circuit court today,
i filed a decree ordering the city of
Omaha, Neb., to pay the Omaha Water
company what it demands for the
plant. This award is said to be about
$500,000 more than the city was willing
to pay. The decree is the outcome of a
long fight. Arguments were heard by
the court yesterday.
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4 Atlanta, Ga., Oct. 27.—Will- 4
4 iam Williams, a negro, is in 4
4 jail here today charged with 4
4 swindling on account of a pe- 4
4 cliar cure for blindness which 4
4 he devisee. His remedy con- 4
| 4 sisted in driving a carpet tack 4
; 4 into the back portion of a blind 4
4 negro’s skull and he charged 4
4 $2.50 for the operation. 4
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SWEDISH ROYALTY
FIGHTING LAWSUIT
INVOLVjNG A RULER:
Scandal Deals With Name of
Ancestor of Present Ruling
Family, and Is in the
Courts.
Stockholm, Oct. 27.—The appearance
of a royal family In the courts as de
fendants is rare enough to make a case
of sensational Interest. Next Thurs
day, in the law courts here, the amaz
ing action will be resumed to recover
$1,250,000 from the Swedish royal
purse. The plalntltr Is P. A. Johans
son, a member of the Landsting. He
not only seeks to recover ths money
but also a number of letters he says
were given to the royal family by the
late Anna Helga de la Brache.
The allegation Is that this Anna,
Helga de la Brache was a daughter or
King Gustavus Adolphus IV. of Swe-.
den, by a marriage subsequent to that
with his queen, and the Russian court;
paid the money named to the Swedish
royal family on behalf of this daughter.
A pension was paid to her out of thei
royal purse till 1870, when It was
stopped.
Confliot of Testimony.
The evidence, so far, has revealed a
curious conflict of testimony among
well known witnesses. Count von
Rosen regards Miss de la Brache as
sincere in tho claims she put forward
during her life. He adds, “If she did
deceive, It was because she herself ha<l
been deceived. She had from her
earliest childhood heard statement*,
from which sprang the conviction till
her dying hour that she was In truth
the daughter of the king.”
Director General Lagerhelm quotes
King Oscar II. to the effect that he
did not believe any letters existed to,
prove the claim. King Karl XV., lnj
considering the claim said, “Rather let
an Imposter have a pension than that,
by any chance, a daughter of Gustavus
Adolphus IV., legitimate or otherwise,
should suffer want in our country.”
Thinks Woman an Imposter.
In consequence of the gravity of ■»
step such as stopping a state pension.
General Lageheim says he Investi
gated all the available facts and came
to the conclusion that Helga da la
Brache was an Imposter and her story
was an Invention. After the pension
was stopped she made her flrst ap
pearance at the foreign office and Gen
fipnl T.fltrprhftlm trlorl t rt ^omnnatrota
the future of her pretentions.
"You think, then,” she cried, "that I
am an imposter?”
“I don’t think so! I am sure of it."
was the reply of the director general.
Miss de la Brache got up and went off,
"looking more like a bad-tempered
woman, found out, than an offended
princess."
Her Landlady’s Statement.
Mrs. Maria Charlotte Nyberg, at
whose house the claimant lodged dur
ing the last years of her life, declares
her guest frequently stated she was the
issue of a secret marriage of King
Gustavus IV. She also said Bhe met
her father on the island of Hven in
the Sound about 1830, and received
from him several letters of such im
portance to her fortune that subse
quently Jl,250,000 was deposited in her
interest by her Russian relatives with
the Swedish royal family.
Court Marshal Printzskjold, Presi
dent Ostergren, Minister of Justice Pe
terssen and Rear Admiral Sandstrom
all deny assertions made by Miss de
la Brache as to the consideration of
her petitions, and the story that she
had been helped by the late empress of
Austria, through the intervention of
the dowager queen of Sweden, Joseflna.
Gave Up Documents.
On the other hand, L. A. Danielsen
declares he spent three months in 1901
in Stockholm, interviewing members
of parliament and high officials, in
cluding Premier Baron von Otter, and
was given distinct assurances that
Helga de la Brache was what she
cliamed to be. He also learned defln- i
ttely that the Russian money named
had been deposited and that Miss de la
Brache had several times been to the
royal palace, where she was privately
acknowledged of royal blood.
It was only after she had been in
duced to part with several documents,
he declares, that intrigues were set in
motion to stamp her as an imposter.
F. A. Blomquist, who was Miss de
la Brache's legal adviser in 1870, when
her pension was stopped, tells how he
made fruitless efforts to secure the re
sumption of the payments.
As to an incidental assertion put In
by the defending attorney, Court Aud
itor Lunggren, that Miss de la Brache
was identical with a certain Ansora
Florentina Magnusson, the daughter of
a customs official, Mr. Blomquist haa
tiled a long statement In disproof, de
claring the allegation is "senseless.”
At this state the case remains till
Thursday, when the plaintiff hopes to
produce fresh witnesses, including
Professor Norby of Upsala, who has, up
to now, been too ill to appear.
CRIPPEN HANGING IS
ADVANCED ONE WEEK
Wife Murderer, According to ,,
Present Plan, Will Be Exe
cuted on November 8
London. Oct. 27.—Dr. Hawley H.
Crippen. convicted of the murder of
his wife, Belle Elmore, the actress, wiU
be hanged on November 8. The date
originally set was November 15, but
the sheriff advanced the date two
weeks.
This will make the hanging come off
within 16 days of Crlppen’s cftnvlo
tion. _ _
Ml'. HOLLY. N. J.—Rear Admiral
John J. Read, United States navy, re
tired, died at his home here yeatordap
after a brief illness of heart disease
aged 70 years. He saw service with the
gulf squadron during the civil war, and
was afterwards in the lighthouse serv
ice and commander of the navy yards
at Portsmouth.
CINCINNATI, OHIO.—A gift of *100.
000 to tlie campaign fund for a world's,
conference on ehurch unity by J. P.
Morgan served as a fitting climax yes
terday to the greatest convention in,
tin history of the Protestant Episcopal
church. Mr. Morgan was named as
treasurer of the movement to raise
funds required to bring about what is
hop,-d to be the world's greatest con
fer- -n,-,- of Christian churches through
out th- universe. Shortly before leav
ing for th,- east Mr. Morgan made the \
... that lie had started the
fund with a gift of a tenth of a million
T liars.
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