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, , ..-V: '-'O't.'- . ' .... . j ' i The Sioux County Journal, VOLUME IX. HARKISOX, NEBRASKA THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 24, 1896. NUMBER 3. TOPICS OF THE TIMES. A CHOICi SELECTION OF INTER EST I "3 ITEMS. CManta Bad CritlcissM Bss4 t'pn tke l(Mlai) tka Dt7-Hlr tortcal uU New Ntaa. Papa VanderblK ought to be proud of bis boy's pluck, whatever be thinks of his Judgment A man's honest sernest opinion la the moat precious of ail be possesses; let him communicate tbla If be la to com municate anything. Mark the Czar's modesty In refusing to publish either tbe date of his Tlalt to tbe kaiser or tbe route be will take. Few of our -great men are so unob trusive aa tbla. Mrs. Leslie Carter testified that she used to waits with Mr. Falrbank and Mr. Falrbauk went upon tbe witness stand and Indignantly declared that be "did no such thing." Well, then, what was It made him so dizzy? Without the resolution In your heart to do good work, so long as your right hand has motion In It, and to do It, whether the Issue be that you die or live, no life worthy tbe name will ever be po8sIble to you; while In once form ing the resolution that your work shall be well done life Is really won here and forever. Comprised air as a moans of street car locomotion seems to be a distinct access It one may Judge from the ex periment tried In New York. Street car t raffle wlH not be at once revolution ised by the establishment of this Inven tion, but It will probably present eco nomical advantages whlob will appfal to the builders of new lines. large, adult, morose bull held pos session of Central Park In New York for a good part of Sunday against all comers, treeing the populace and chas ing bicyclers. If tbe people of Gotham would abandon their practice of cutting the grass la' the streets before It la fair ly ripe theaX would leave fewer Induce ments for 'Wild cattle to disturb their pleasure grounds. , Tbe universal admission that men are not as good or as wise or as noble a they might be Is of Itself a proof that all have Ideals beckoning and helping them onward. No one deliberately up holds wrong-doing, however much be may commit It; no one condemns right conduct, however much be may neglect It Men's Ideals are better than their actions, but not better than themaelves, for they are a true and vital part of themselves. "The thing we long for, that we are, For one transcendent mo ment." Could we be shorn of our Ideals character would rapidly sink and life would show a sorrowful record. In spfte of the depression of the times and a continued longing for a restora tion of confidence the claim deportment of the city of Dultith shows a continu ally Increasing activity. The State census of 18l5 put the iopulatlon at E9,.'HM1, but we are now Informed on the authority of the hack-drivers that the pluce contains 70,000 Inhabitants. It has more than doubled since 18!0, and It is only a question of time when It will become the metropolis of ' the western continent. How bright, chip per awl cheerful this sounds; how full of hopeful augury! It is the flint thing 1o disturb the dreary mouotony of woe that has been upon us for the Inst four years. It Is admirable, Inspiring, wor thy of emulation. It should rouse the drooping spirits of Kansas City, Oma ha, Denver, Taconia, and Seattle, and start anew their generous rivalry. And as It Is generally admitted that times, whether hanj or good, are largely the product of sentiment, who knows but that with a return of the lioastful mood of old we should soon be launched upon the full tide of prosperity agnlu? Chicago Tost: After all, they do some things better in the country than In the city. They may be rather slow In certain directions, aid they may be a little too, ready to purchase gold bricks at time; but when It comes to discouraging crime they display an en thusiasm, that Is worthy of emulation by the professional thief-catchers of the city. There Is the rase of those four safe-blowers at Greeley, Iowa, for In stance. They'll know enough to stick to the cities after this that Is, provided thoy recover from their wounds ond ever get out of Jail again. They are probably more accustomed to city methods, anyway, and It was some thing of a surprise for people to get on tholr trail with pitchforks and shot guns, as wna described by the Times Herald, Instead of waiting for tbe de tectives and the police to wrestle with an assortment of clows. It la possible that we btre too much excitement In the city to" make any nob Joyful and spontaneous action on the part of our leading ritjssas possible, but, If so, we are the sufferers. We an accustomed to hearing of borg lariat, and, when n ' formed of on, merely wonder what the polios are detag, and than go on about far the aaotal and asassttog M a'fetv eral round-up of every suspicions char acter within a radius of twenty: mile. After what has happened we are of the opinion that Greeley will not he dis turbed by burglars again for a long, long time. They will know enough to keep close to the cities, where there are professional policemen and detectives, but not so many enthusiastic amateurs. The great Standard Oil Company la destined to lose Its grip upon the pe troleum trade of the world, and also to suffer a large decline In the volume of Its business. Tbe supply of petroleum In tho depths of the earth Is widely dis tributed, and rich oil fields exist which when discovered and developed will have an Influence on the petroleum trade of the world. The Standard Oil Company's latest competitor Is the Sumatra oil region, which Is now under process of development It is said to be very rich, and an oil refiner of Tltus ville, Pennsylvania, who has been en gaged to establish tbe refinery plants in Sumatra, predicts that within tbe next Ave years Japan will turn from the United States to Sumatra for her en tire supply of petroleum. The magni tude of this loss to the American pe troleum trade will be understood from the fact that Japan last year pur chased no less than 30,000,000 gallons of oil from the United States. The oil fleuls of Sumatra are located on a navigable river which permits vessels from Singapore, Peking, Yokahama, and East India ports to load at the re fineries situated on the river bank. This Is a great advantage, as it re duces the cost of transportation. Here the refined petroleum Is carried by rail and by pipe-lines, and although the cost of transportation has been re duced to a minimum It Is of necessity higher than It can possibly be In Suma tra, where the oil steamers can go di rectly to the docks at the refineries, and have their cargoes placed on board in barrels, or sent in bulk Into tanks In the hold. The frightful railroad disaster on the West Jersey Hailroad, near Atlantic City, was not only the most fatal ana of tbe present year, but one of the most fatal for many years past The present year, indeed, has born remarkably free from railroad accidents which can be called severe. But one such has oc curred, tbe collision on the Northwest ern Road near Omaha July 11, when twenty-eight persons wore killed and flfty-slx Injured. In addition to this there have been three lesser disasters, Involving an aggregate of seventem persons killed and eight injurod. The latest reports from the East set the number of killed at forty-two and In Jured at forty-three. Out of eighteen memorable disasters which have oc curred since 1853 but nine have ex ceeded yila record, the worst of then) bemg that at Ashtabula, Ohio, Dec. 20, 1876, when eighty were killed and sixty injured by the breaking of a bridge and the wrecking of a Pacific express train. From the description of the accident It appears that the Went Jersey train was returning from Atlantic City with 1.250 excursionists from South Jersey cities, who had spent the day at the seaside. It left half an hour behind time, but as tho lights near the Junction with the Reading Iload Indicated a clear track the engineer put on n full head of steam to nmke up some of the lost time. Mean while the Heading train which left Philadelphia at 5:40 and was due at Atlantic City at 0:59 was running on schedule time to the sea, having tho right of way. The operator In tho switch tower hoisted the da ngor signal, but without heeding It the engineer of tho Hauling train kept on his way with .undiminished speed, and raj) squarely Into the other train at the crossing, with the horrible results already stated. Why he failed to slacken his speed and obey the warning of the switch opera tor will never be known, as both the fireman and himself were burled In the nrijifl of their engine. It was a terriblo ending of a day of pleasure for the ex cursionists. In the first passenger car of the excursion train not a single pas senger of the sixty escBied dth or Injuries which may result In death. It has brought mourning Into scores of homes. It adds to the horror of the dis aster and ihe palnfuInoKS of sulwciuent, memories that It might have been avoid ed If the engineer of the Heading train had biien ordinarily watchful and heed ed tho warnings of the switch operator. Piqued at Thackeray. Thackeray got Into trouble by copy ing some of his characters too closely from life, notably when ho put his friend, Arthur Archdekne, Into "Pen deunls" ns tho ever delightful Harry Poker. Although Thackeray meant no unklndness, Archdekne never quite for gave him. One night, Just after Thack eray had delivered bis first lecture on "The English Humorists," Archdekne met him at tbe Cider Cellar Club, sur rounded by a coterie vho were offering their congratulations. "How are you, Thackr cried Archie; "I was at your show to-day at Willis'. What a lot of swells you had there yea I But ! thought K was duU-Oerlllafc dull! I will Ml yod what It Is, Thack, yon want a piano." Th start to not so papular saw as ae ssnssrtr warn people are India oat that tna asraaausoa Bash THE WRATH OF CUPIfe When Vesus roamed Olympis's hsigM, Is radiant, heavenly beauty, And sought to set all things right By arts of love sod duty. She f ootid her Cupid weeping sore, His bow ao4 arrows broken. And thus did fee hi griefs deplore, And legends tok! in token: "I sought to win a blooded maid She fled and went to voting; A baUot on my bow she laid. Her virgin scorn denoting. I begged her kisses she cried 'Nay,' And said I was a bear If I Joined not in the Hoenae fray, And fought not 'gainst the tariff. "Again I found a lovely lass. She was a platform preacher; A gentler creed I dreamed, alas! That I could eftaoon teadh her.' She gave me Spencer, Huxley, Strauss, I found no way to fault her, With texts she did my transports douse, My bow broke on her altar. "When next I sieged a maiden's heart, And wooed her toward compliance, Site nipped tbe point from off my dart. Because she'd studied science. And when I sang an amorous lay Of Venus and Apollo, She turned on tne a Roentgen ray And said my heart was hollow. 'At last I met a cycling girl. In bloomer she wa riding The eheunc art made gold each curl; Her native lieauty hiding. She had no use for ardent ways, She pitied not my torture. Hut said she might Love's ante raise If I'd become a scorcher." Then Venus fair embraced the lad, And bade him cabn his sorrow, Nor worry o'er each earth-maid's fad, But hope success to-morrow. "Deu child," she said, "you must not cry, These fads thy work ne'er covers; For bloomer nerer reach too high a'o bide the hearts of lovers." -Life. SMUGGLER'S LAST RUN On the wild promontory of Portland, a llttlo to the west of the famous "Bill," a rude stone dwelling was dovetailed Into a chnm that broke the scarp of the cliff some thirty feet below the brink. '' Ingress and egress on the landward side could only be had through a trap door on the roof; but, as much of ,tbi traffic to that house came from the sex, there was also a door In the side flush with tbe cliff-face, from which anyone stepping would have fallen sheer on to the rocks below. This difficulty, however, was obviated by the dropping of a rope ladder when occasion re quired. Tho almost impregnable citadel form ed the lair of Steve Kern, the most dar ing of all smugglers who, 100 years ago, burrowed and nested In the "Isl and." Every revenue cutter and preventive man, from, the Start to Dover, knew Steve for a smuggler; but It was his proud boast that not one of them bad been able to catch him In the act of run ulng a cargo or disposing of bis goods, ond to this he owed his immunity. On a November evening In 1804 the large kitchen, used also as the general living room of the queer roost, was occupied by throe persons an elderly woman, a dark, well-dressed, youngish man of rather foreign apearonce, and a beautiful girl of 18. 4 The elderly dame was Mrs. Kern, tho girl was her daughter Margery, and the man was Pierre Roublot, the French brandy merchant of Fecamp, whose ex tensive dealings with Kern necessitated frequent visits to this side of the water. At least this was the Frenchman's ex planation, though old Kern had long suspected that Margery's bright eyes tonned the real attraction. The brandy merchant had arrived In Kern's lugger the night before for a three days' stay, and lie had Just taken the opportunity of the smuggler's tern porary absence, and of Mm. Kern's clearness, to nmke the girt a formal pro posal of marriage. But Margery shrank away from the hand that sought hers. 1 am sorry, M. Uoublot, but 1 cannot listen to you," che replied, shaking In very good I'rcneh, which she had learned from her. mother. Mrs. Kern had Ixjen a ilrotngiie peasant girl. "And why not?" persisted Uoublot, a scowl darkening his swarthy fac. "I mi r:ch. I am not old or 111-looklnir. .,nd I " "Spare ino a catalogue of your vir tues," said Margery. "You may 1 all tliat and much more, but the reason why I cannot wed you Is that I do not love you. Besides " and the girl pntwed nnd blushed. "Ah-lia! with your 'oesldes.' which you hesitate to define," cried the angry lover. "Come, let mo finish your sen tence for you. ' It la that you love the young sailor who assists your father his mate, Dick tangston Is It not sor But liefore Margory could utter the retort that rose to her Hps, an interrup tion occurred that relieved her from the necessity for reply. From far down at tho foot of the rope ladder a pkitol shot rang out, followed by another In qulek succession, and Immediately af terword, evidently startled by the sound, a tall young fallow asms running Into the kitehs from one of the rack hswa side csHUsbsta, what nggisd "What was that? Where to Cap'n Korar be asked. "Ob, Dick," cried Margery, Some thing has happened to father, I fear." . Dick Langston seized a pistol from a well-nlled rack and ran to the door, through which the moon was visible sailing over the heaving sea. But be fore be reached the Udder, the face of one ascending appeared over tbe door sill, and the master of tbe bouse sprang nimbly Into tbe room a miracle of activity despite bis gigantic frame and 00 years. "It's all right; there's no call to fright yourselves," he said, as tbe women clustered round him. . "I biased off my pistols to try if the powder was wet. Here, Margery; Just roll this keg into the storeroom with the rest" As sou as Margevy was out of bearing Kern drew the two men aside and said: 'That was a narrow shave; I've nevor been so near took before. I had to bite as well as bark to save myself. There's a man dead below." . -r : "Were there more than one?" asked Dick langston. ' "No, there was only one. It was that new Scotch preventive from For tune's Well Sandy Mclntyre his name is. He must have crept along the rocks under the cliffs at low water and hidden himself." "Ah, mon Dleu! But you are unhurt, my friend?" exclaimed Roublot. "Yes; he missed me by a hair's breadth, but he was sighting me with u second pistol, so I let him have a chunk of lead from mine' and be rolled over, as dead aa a rabbit. Into a pool. If he's let bide btere the tide will like as not wash him right into Way mouth Bay. Go down, Dick, my bid, and roll some rocks atop of him." The young man disappeared Into the black gulf below. No sooner was he gone than Kern filled himself a stiff nobbier of brandy and drank It at a "That's better," he said. "T wouldn't ever do for my mate to see as 1 was a bit shook by this. You may believe it or not as you like, M. Roublot, but for all folks do say of me, this is tbe first time as I've took a man's life." "Indeed!" exclaimed the Frenchman. "Why, your reputation oh both sides thechannclis of the most bloodthirsty." A faint smile fluttered over the old smuggler's rugged countenance. "I took care It should be," he said. "But It was. as you call It all refutation f fcorkd up for my own safety.. I should not have done It now, but that tbe snenk would have shot me else." "You surprise me, mon ami," replied Roublot, thoughtfully. "But come, let us change the subjoct I have laid bare my heart to mademoiselle, your daugh ter, and she rejects my love. She has the soft feeling, I am sure, for Dick Langston, your mate." Kern frowned, as though ill-pleased, but his brow quickly cleared. "I own I am sorry. I had hoped Mar gory would have fancied you, seeing as !t would have suited our. dealings to gether. But If she won't,"I tell you plain, it ain't Steve Kern's way to force a maid. And, after all, Dick Is a very proper lad." A moment later Dick Uingston re turned from his uncongenial task, the rope ladder was drawn up for the night and Steve Kern's household sat down to a bountiful supper, secure against all assault That night when Pierre Uoublot re tired to his rock-walled guest chamber It was not to sleep. "I will have my revenge yet," he mut tered, "and a revenge that shall strike all three. Strange, too, that the very moment when there arose the need of a weapon, Kern himself should have placed so good a one In my hand by staying the preventive. With such, ready forged, there cannot be long to wait for nn opportunity." Six months passed away, and Kern's lugger, the Petrel, which In the Inter val had had many successful trips, lay moored alongside the quay at Fecamp, waiting for her cargo of brandy and silks. Despite the fact that war was raging bet wen France and Kugland, Kern and his merry men were on the best of terms with the natives. Since the night when he killed the preventive man at the foot of the lad der h had assumed a more than usual ly ferocious bearing, and tho moment's weakness he lmd shown In the presence of Uoublot was his last, lie may have been suspected of having a hand in Sandy Mclntyre's disappearance, but If so, In the absence of prjoofno one dared to mx him with it In other respects, the only change that Time's flight had brought was to Dick Langston and Margery, who were married, some tlireo months after the episode first related, with Kern's full approval. But while Dick and his father-in-law are lounging on the deck of the Petrel, talking of their homo lu the cliff, we must turn our stoiw to Houblot's dingy office In one of the by-streets running at right angles to the water skle. On this particular morning he was busy on the Invoices of the goods about (o be shipped on the Petrel, when hla clerk announced that an officer of the naval administration from Ham de sired to see htm on an urgent affair. "You hara transactions with Baghah smugglers, moostsor, ws are lafonnsd? Test wall, ws of the admaalstxatlco are ta nssd at one soch very eosjaagaum bs aaat bs aid dtoorsat to parforai a secret mission. Know yon of a Stan whom you could introduce to us 7" "Is It permitted to inquire what would bs demandsd of hlmT" asked Roublot, cautiously. "But certainly, on this side of the channel, at least, there Is no nsed for secrecy," replied the officer. "It is like this: Those accursed English have so blockaded our coasts' that such of our cruisers as are not ' penned up in port are unable to venture In to renew their stores and ammunition. Tbe Celestlne frigate Is In the channel short of pow der. It Is for the purpose of supplying her that we want an Ehtfllsh smuggler, whom, as well as yourself, we shall treat with the utmost liberality." "You forget, monsieur le capltalne, that even In the breast of a smuggler, the fire of patriotism may burn," he said. "Is that so? I had thought they were all rogues and vagabonds," replied the offlei', looking crestfallen. "Not to that extent at any rate, none whom I know," said Uoublot "How ever,"( he went on, speaking eagerly, "let not that discourage you, monsieur. I will undertake to get your powder conveyed to the frigate if you will send it to my cellars. To be frank with you, I have a smuggler Iri port who is com pletely under my thumb. I can have him hanged in England for a crime there committed, and as good as wit nessed by me. Where Is the Celestlne to be found ?" "Her captain gent word that he would run into the west bay of the tele of Portland every dark night for a week," said the otflcur, In high glee at the suc cess of his errand. As soon as the officer departed to see about the delivery of the powder, Uou blot threw himself back In his chair and laughed softly to himself. "This Is the chance I have been wait ing for, for I have them both," he chuckled. "I will force Kern to take the powder to the frigate under threat of exposure for the murder, and then, la an anonymous letter, I will denounce him and Langston to the English Gov ernment for the treason Kern himself also for the murder of the preventive." So It was that when late that after noon the heavy wagon bringing the Petrel's cargo lumbered on to tbe quay, Roublot accompanied It, and proposed that he should like to run over for a change of air and also to pay his re spects to "the so charming Mme. Langs ton-" Roublot made himself so especially sociable that by the time the party came on deck the cargo was all stowed, and Kern gave orders for immediate departure. By sundown on tbe following day the huge mass of Portland loomed up on the horizon, .and Kern began to con gratulate himself on yet another suc cessful run. The old smuggler stood at the tiller, his grim features relaxed Into a placid content as his keen eyes failed to discover any sign of a revenue cutter, and he greeted Roublot, who had Just come up from below, with a friendly nod. "Cargo's as good as tended," he said. "I shall keep her a point away to weath er tho Bill, and then run In to look for the signal. They always burn a red flare from the kitchen door If the coast's chair." "' "I know, my friend; I have traveled with you before," replied the French man, "but I should not trouble about the signal to-night. It Is not to yon perch among the rocks that the cargo 'H consigned tills time." . "I don't take your meaning." "Well, I will do my best to enlighten you," replied Uoublot. "I am before all things a patriot, my friend, and I have' practiced upon you a trifling deception..! Those kegs do not contain brandy, but gunpowder, which we are to convey to a French frigate now waiting In sore need of It in the West Bay. "When you round' the Bill, Instead of running In close under your Interesting domicile, you will stand on until we meet the frigate." "I've cheated the King God bless him for nigh onto fifty years, and made too good a living out of him to go nnd round on him like that. I'll see you somewhere liefore I do such a thing, you dirty French dog." "Not so fast, friend Kern," said Uou blot, with a sneer. "Unfortunately, you nre not in a position to Indulge In the freedom of choice. If you refuse to oblige me lu this matter I shall de nounce you for the murder of the pro ventlre man, and the King whom you serve so faithfully will most assuredly hang you." At that moment the lugger rounded the Bill, and high up In the cliff o red glow shone out . Kern knew that It was the slgual from his own door bidding him welcome home In safety. His hand went to the knife, but he plucked It out and threw It into the sea. "Cold-blooded murder I've no mind to, nnd that would be the only way out of It," he wild with a sigh. "Very well, monsieur, I will do your bidding." 'Here are the 1,000 francs, then," said Roublot, banding him a packet of notes. "Be kind enough to sign this; 1 will hold the tiller," and he proffered pen, ink horn and a paper, which by the light of tbe binnacle lamp Kara saw was a form of receipt specifying the Bsrrlee randstsd. Bat he slgnsd it without com moot and resumed the tfllsf. ,-, cliff a large snip loomed up a quarter of a mile away against the lingering glow In tbe western sky. "That wiU be the frigate," said Kern, calmly. "Here, Dick, and you two oth ers, come aft here a minute," he called. j "Yonder is a French man-o'-war. M. , Uoublot and me are going to put some j powder aboard her. I haven't got a -cnoice in ine maiier, dui inai s no rea son why you lads should turn traitor. Into the boat with you all, and pull for the ladder." But as tbe three smugglers, sullen ! and half dazed, having obeyed their old chief mechanically, pushed off from the lugger, he called out In gentle tones: "My love to tbe missis, Dick, and to Httle Margery. I may be some time- -In France." :. Guided by tbe red eye shining stead ily above, the boat made for the base of the cliff, and as tbe men piled the oars they strained their eyes on the shadowy forms of the two vessels' now rapidly approaching each other. Dick saw the lugger run alongside the frigate. Perhaps ten seconds elapsed, and then a' great sheet of fire leaped heavenward, a deafening roar followed and a blot of mist the mist of drifting smokecovered the scene. When the last wreath had rolled away the pink flush on the skyline was perfectly clear; the frigate and the lug ger were so many fragments of wood. Smuggler Kern had been one too many for his enemy and those of his country after all. Answers. "Dolly" Madison. Mr. James G. Blaine, that keen obser- I ver of men and things, familiar with all the traditions of Washington, compar ing the influence of the different ladies of the White House, unhesitatingly awards the palm to Mrs. Madison. Yet she never mingled In political affairs. It was solely by the Influence of a gen tle, womanly nature that it was said of her, "Mrs. Madison saved the ad ministration of her husband." The foI- lowing episodes, trifling though they seem, are significant .We quote from Mrs. Maud Wilder Goodwin's pleasant "Life of Dolly Madison:" f William C. Preston, In his unpublish ed Journal, describes His going, as a youth, to the White House, to pay his respects to the President and Mrs. Mad ison. " She advanced straight toward me, and extending her left band, said, "Are you William Campbell' Preston, the son of my old friend and most beloved kins' ' woman, Sally Campbell? 81t down, my son, for you are my son, and I am the first person who ever saw you In this world." Turning then with a1, graclousness that charmed the young man, she intro duced him to the circle of young girls about her, giving some specal clew to each, and ending with, "Your kinswom an, Sally Coles." At another of her levees, her atten tion was drawn to a rustic visitor, 'a youth who was evldenly suffering all the torments of embarrassment He had at last ventured to help himself to a cup of coffee, when Mrs. Madison walked up and addressed him. In the surprise of the moment, the bid dropped the saucer, and strove to crowd the cup into his pocket '. His tactful hostess took .no notice of the accident, except to observe that In such a crowd no one could avoid being Jostled, and straightway turned the conversation' to the boy's family, and ended by sending her regards to his excellent mother, and bidding the ser vant bring another ..cup of coffee. Two old ladles from. the country once arrived at the White House while the family were still 'at breakfast. To the surprise of the rural visitors, the wom an they had come to see appeared In a stuff dress of dark gray, protected by a lnrge housewifely white apron, and with a linen kerchief pinned about her neck. Her .simplicity-of manner and attire completely, . swept away their awe, and before departing one of them found courage to ask: "Perhaps you wouldn't mind If I kissed you Just to tell the folks about." 'i . i . Unlucky Proverb. Temple, the body-coachman .of Er nest, King of Hanover, Is the hero of a number of anecdotes which are told by his Majesty's chaplain In a volume of "Reminiscences." One of the most amusing relates to a transaction be tween Temple and the chaplain. Temple lost bis wife. Of course I, as chaplain, had to perform the funeral ceremony. A few days afterward old Temple, in deep mourning, called upon me. He was very' much upset, and evi dently had something on his mind which he found difficulty In expressing, for he stood a few moments ta silence, and then turned bis hat round and round, looked mournfully Into it, brush ed It with his hand, and at last got out, through stammering: "Ive called, sir I've called, sir as I wish to ask and don't like to put It off! what I've got to pay you for that 'ere' Job?" "Oh," I said, "nothing, of course. 1 bave no fees. Temple; but I remember now I am in your debt, and I most asV you what I am to pay for the two poU of ointment yon made for my horsri cracked feetf "Bless yon, air, don't mention HP saM Temple. "Nothing, str, ootMct one good tan deserves another aA 9 -wert4 overt" ,4 1! 7t 1!, i! 1 I - : A I f I 1 4 4". Aa they shot past tbe boose la tbe i t" ' ;