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" il1 im I I I lT" 1,,.. ' ''' I. i l" i" f !! 15 j it;- I1"' If 1 ' -;l ' COtLKOB OIHL BOOTBLACK. Mad Enough Money to Take a Court it Vtiiar. Denver, Sept- 30. Miss Lu Verne Elizabeth Hall, the plucky Denver girl who baa been conducting a ladle' bootbUealng establishment to earn i money for a college education, leaves the Western city today for Poughkeep- sle, where she will matriculate at Vas sar for a four years' course. Miss Hall has been extremely sue cessful in her undertaking; in fact, the revenues from bootblacking during the summer were sufficient to guarantee at least a year's tuition. She will not close her establishment, which is situ ated right in the heart of the shopping district of Denver, but will continue to run it throughout the four years. The business is no longer an experi ment; it has been so thoroughly a i vertised that hundreds of ladies from every section of the city are now reg ular patrons. While Miss Hall is pur suing her studies in the East a young woman who has acted as cashier will look after the business, and a hai! dozen uniformed attendants will do the "shining." The novel business was conceived early in the summer. The girl's par ents did not have the means to assist her in a college education, and as or dinary work at a salary would not en able her to get together the necessary funds, she sought some other way out of the difficulty; Miss Hall, with com mendable foresight, decided upon the bootblacking idea as the one most practicable. She accordingly rented space in the rear of a confectionery store in the downtown district and hung out her sign. One colored man was employed and he was busy a very small pait of the time for the first week or so. When the object of Miss Hall's venture be came noised about the business showed signs of improvement. The rusn did not commence, however, until the newspapers told in detail all about the enterprise and the young woman back of it. In three weeks Miss Hall increased her force to three men and enlarged her parlors to keep pace with her rapidly growing trade. Later on it got to be a "fad" to patronize Miss Hall, and within a remarkably brief period she and her admirers were rejoicing over the fact that the success of the thing exceeded her most sanguine ex pectations. By the 1st of August the force numbered seven people, a cashier and six "shiners," who have been kept busy almost constantly ever since. Miss Hall, who Is very modest, was delighted over the success of her ven ture, but was much grieved because the public has seen fit to regard her as something of a curiousity. She is of the brunette type, with a wealth of dark and large expressive eyes, which some one has declared to be heavenly. She has fine features and her figure is well rounded and graceful. The receipts from her bootblacking parlors during the month of August aggregated nearly $1,000. Some idea of the fame that Miss Hall has so strangely acquired can be gained from the fact that for the past six weeks her mail reached several hundred letters weekly. These letters came from every state in the Union. Some of the writers congratulating her for her pluck, others contained offers for financial aid and free schooling, while not a few were proposals of marriage. Miss Hall em ployed a typewriter and replied to all, thanking them for the interest dis played in her behalf, but declining their offers. f Among the proposals of marriage was one from a Hoboken druggist Cotton-seed waste, which a gen eration ago accumulated at the gin-houses, filled up the streams, rot ted in the fields, and became an irri tating nuisance, is now worth about thirty million dollars a year. Every bale of cotton leaves a legacy of half a ton of seed, which, it is said, brings the planter nearly as much as his cot ton. The oil is used for finer grades of soap, as a substitute for lard, and is so near olive oil that an expert can hardly detect the difference. The hulls are fed to cattle, make an excel lent fuel, are valuable as paper stock, and when burned the ashes make a fertilizer which is most efficacious. It has feceatly been discovered that cot ton-seed oil, with the addition of eighteen per cent of crude India rub ber, makes an imitation which can not be distinguished from genuine rubber. Sawdust and shavings are not the industrial outcasts as usually be lieved. They have been turned to ac count in making a finely powdered vegetable charcoal, excellent as a fil trating medium. Sawdust is now mixed with mortar, in the place of hair. In sawmills, by a series of au tomatic fans and flues, the sawdust is carried to another building and fed to the engine as fuel. Sawdust is con verted Into oxalic acid this method of making the chemical having by its cheapness and rapidity displaced every other method. The sawdust of hard woods, such as rosewood, ebony, etc.. Is by a French invention reduced to a powder, and mixed with blood into a paste, some other materials are added and it is pressed into moulds, where it receives beautiful medallion impres ions. Kelp, or seaweed, usually con sidered one of Nature's su perfluities, ir properly treated is a Gay little plaid gowns are all the waist Many of them have a plain cloth yoke and epaulettes of the same vogue for school wear. They are made with a full gored skirt and a blouse doth. School frocks can be bought ready made as cheap as $4.65, but those which are apt to be most satisfactory coat anywhere from f 10 to f 15. The farmers of the North west have been using hemp or jute twine . for binding their wheat, at a oat of froat one hundred and twenty Cstkn to on hand red and eighty dol fcsri car ton Cor the raw material, wtii ii rtrytmd An Iowa man re rjr Cmnmut that an excellent ', frta ate, Bt attie from marsh grass it t tauto Is every hoc and slough. il tr M.BMda into rope of any atie J 1 c livore into coarse cloth to ? 2Un jto basslBf for cotton J DISCOVERED THE KLONDIKE Once in a while, amid the mas of Klondyke Information, there has been pawing reference to one Robert Hen derson, "The Discoverer of the Klou dyke." He has not been a spectacular figure, he has not been Interviewed at great length, he has not come to New York to organize a Klondyke com pany. What his gains have been no one knows, concerning his losses no body cares. He has been looked upon sometimes as a man at whose door for tune lingered and knocked withoutre s ponce. He has been classed as a failure. There are two of these Hen dersons Robert and Henry and what has been said of the one has been also told of the other. Yet deep in the quiet eyes of those two men is a look which tells that they, at least, do not con sider their lives a failure. This is the story told by Henry Henderson him self. He is now in New York, on his way from his Nova Scotia home to the Klondyke. He leaves Saturday. Tucked into a little bay in the middle of Nova Scotia, where the winters are long and the summers short, and where hardship is a condition, not a theory, is an island which goes by the name of Big Island. The people living in the neighborhood are mostly Scotch, which perhaps accounts for the name of the bit of land, for that island is exactly three miles long by one mile wide. On that island the Henderson boys were born. The first instruction they got from their mother was: "Al ways hold the sheet in your band." The mainland was a mile away; squalls were frequent. The mother's law was the local precaution, for in those waters a lashed mainsail meant a cap sized boat at the very least. LEGANDS OF GOLD. Around the Hendersons the neigh bors were nearly all wanderers. Sal mon fishing, boat building and the coasting trade had carried them Into many places, and the boys grew up amid an atmosphere of legend and stories of foreign riches. Both the brothers declare that as long ago as they can remember tales of the riches of Alaska were told in Nova Scotia. Some of the men had been there, and they had brought back legends of gold to fire the boys' imagination. The brothers firmly determined to go to Alaska as soon as they were bie enough. In the meantime Henry was wrokinir on a pilot boat and Robert had pulled loose ana taken a trip in a coasting schooner to New Zealand and Austra lia. The gold fever always present, at tacked him, and when he returned it was to tell Henry of the riches to find was to tell Henry of the riches hidden them. One other thing he did. how ever, and that was to fall in love with one of the ruddy-cheeked, wholesome girls of his Nova Scotia. The brother eem to have gone about their love making in the thorough-going spirit which characterizes most of their un dertakings. They plighted their troth to the girls of their choice and what is somewhat rarer thev Vent it through years of absence. Robert wan dered away to explore the wilds of Pat agonia in search of the ever elnniv gold. His companion in that trip was one Jim Fealing. As Robert himself puts it: "He wasn't just the sort of man tn have along and the Indians were pretty uau. we round gold, and in oavine quantities, too, but our grub gave out and we had to get. Some time I am going back there with an outfit. I know what's there." The old folks did not like their hovs to be away, and when they heard that KODert was on his way home there was a family council to see if the wanderer coum not be kept at Big Island. It was arguea mat u Robert found Henry away he would stop and look after the om iciks. Henry, therefore, shipped on a. Norwegian Dark; to St John, and tnence worked his way to New York. IN NEW YORK. ine plan did not work. Robert reacned home, emptied his Dockets and his sea chest, and then pulled straight oui ior me west. He had served an apprenticeship as a carriage builder, and thought he could find both work and time to follow his beloved pros pering. Henry had struck hard luck He landed in New York without s cent, but after a few days secured work embanking the Hudson at Sixty-sev enth street. He was lonely, and he wrote constantly to the girl he had left oenino m Nova Scotia, Way out in Colorado, hidden in the Black Canyon, Robert was lonesome, too. He also wrote long and often to the little girl in Nova Scotia. She naturally told the news in her letters to her prospective sisier-in-iaw, ana so the brothers, hardly knowing one another's dl dresses, heard frequently of one an- otner's welfare. ay ana by Henry decided that the Hudson river would have to keeD in bounds without his assistance, and so ne pulled stakes" and joined his brother in the Black Canyon of Colo- raao. "I found him helping build the Den ver & Rio Grande railway," says nenry; and the pay was Dretty eood but we soon made more money build ing coffins,. The way they killed men in that canyon was something I never saw the like of. They were in a hurry to finish the road and they cared noth ing for human life. They shipped men in there by the car load, just as if they were beeves. I tell you, pretty nearly every tie in that part of the road is laid atop of a man's body." Then the brothers decided to make another attempt to get to Alaska. Their plan was to build a boat at Grand Junction, go down the Grand River, and so through Green River Canyon to the coast of Lower Califor nia. No man had ever made that trip alive, but the brothers meant to try It. They packed their food and supplies as far as Grand Junction and went up into the hills to whipsaw timber for that boat. There came along a man who wanted a ferryboat built. VOWS RENEWED. He had lots of money, so the broth ers put off the trip until they had somewhat depleted his pocketbook. For three years there were good times in isoioraao. uomrort is a killer of enterprise; high hopes faint on a warm hearthstone, and so the trip to Alaska had to wait while the broth ers made money. Both of them revis ited Nova Scotia and renewed the vows to the girls of their hearts, but each waited for just a little more money, blh would make the future easy. It didn't come. Before they eould well turn around. Rotwrt. broke, was working In the Aien mine; Henry, moneyless, was working along tne Cal ifornia coast as roustabout, 'long shoreman and anything that promised a living. At last there came the long-waited-for chance to go luto Alaska and in 1803 Henderson made his first trip rver Chilcoot Pass. "I went in first in 1S93," sail Hen derson yesterday. "But I didn't pen etrate very far at the first off. Joe Ladue had a store up there, and 1 worked around that for a while Then there was boating to be done, to say nothing of prospecting. Of course, we all knew there was gold In there, but nobody thought there was as much as afterward turned out I did. a good deal of prospecting in spare times and turned up some pretty good tbincs. Then Ladue built a little stern- wheel steamer to carry supplies and truck from Forty Mile to Sixty Mile. He made me the skipper of her, and I was the first man that ever made the trip without an Indian pilot. She never touched once, and I beat the pilot's time two days." "How do you do this prospecting you talk about?" PANNING DIRT. "Why you have a gold pan. It's something like a wash bowl, only flatter. You take a cou ple of shovelfuls of what you think is pay dirt and put it in the pan. Then you dip the whole outfit under water and you want to do it gently. When you bring it up the top ought to be so you can wipe it off. Then little by little you throw water in and mix it around until you have slopped most of the dirt over the edge, and the stones and gravel and stuff are at the bottom. When you come to the black sand you want to be careful because the gold is just underneath. When you have got that you are through with the panful. The whole thing takes about three minutes. "The other way Is with a rocker. That is an arrangement by which the muddy water and stuff is filtered through blankets. The stuff left on top of the blankets you put in a "mud box," and when the day's work is done you wash that stuff out in a pan until it has got rid of the dirt. Then you pour in quicksilver and mix it all around. The quicksilver and the gold form a sort of dough, and you can wash out the rest of the dirt. Then you take this mixture of gold and quicksilver and put it in a pan over the fire. The heat makes the quicksilver pass away as smoke, and there's your gold. That's all there is to it" Henderson was the first man who ever passed the Chtlcott Pass in the middle of winter, and he did it for the sake of the girl he had left behind in Nova Scotia the breadth of the country away. Here is how he tells it; "You see, things had been pretty bad up in the Yukon that summer. Of course, I was running the boat, and all that, but I wasn't making much, and the placer mines were not panning out as well as I expected. THROUGH THE PASS. i wanaerea arouna reeling mean and wishing I could see the little girl, wnen l runs Into Johnny Reed and Hank Wright Reed he's rounded up ail the mail at a dollar a letter, and be says he's going to take it through Wright allows he'll go alone, and what with me wanting to see the girl so badly, and the way they talked I said 1 d go alone too. "The first two days was pretty tough, ana our aogs got tnelr feet frost bitten. We had moccasins made to fit 'em all. but the plaguey beasts chewed them off and ate 'em. We got to Pelly River at last, and we were pretty glad to see the place, for we had been getting bad weatner and were tired. "Now Reed had promised all those miners in Forty Mile that we would lay up two months at Pelly River. You see w-e had a lot of mail and money with us, and if we got lost why the mail went, too. They worried some about us, but they worried a lot more about those letters. When we got into Pelly River we expected to keep to that agreement, but when we'd been there two days Reed, he comes to us and says: "I guess we'd better get out of nere, boys, bacon's 5 a pound and It'll take all we've got, and mail bags, too, to keep us here a month.' "We talked it over and decided that the best thing to do was to pull out We started, but when we had got a hundred miles It was pretty clear we wouldn't connect with our grub at the other end unless we made better time. We went over our load, and all we could find to leave out was the tent and stove and it was sixty below, mind you. DOGS IN HARD LUCK. "Well, we dumped the stove and the tent, and we got as far as Lake Le bage. By that time we were down to one square meal a day and the dogs were in hard luck. As a matter of fact, the poor beasts were most starved. They didn't have anything at all to eat the last five days. "When things got to looking like that Wright says: 'Well, there's plerty of grub on Haley's steamer.' Now thai meant turning back, and I wanted to see the girl. So I says: 'What do you want to turn bark now for? We're getting alone fine and there's lots of grub waiting for us the other side of the summit' " "The country don't look right,' says Reed. And it didn't You see not a one of us had ever seen It all covered up like that, and snowing to beat the band. We couldn't see any of the land marks, and I was glad I used to be a sailor and knew how to steer. The Lord knows how we got along toward the summit, but we did It somehow. Now the summit Is one of the land marks we all thought we knew. Jnt then there came along a snowstorm and we couldn t see our hands. We pulled the two sleighs side bv side, s Dread a nit or ran vas over the top and crawled under for shelter. We had no fire and only one mess of beans. Late that dav we hunted through the packs and found five candles we didn't know a had. We stuck them upright In the snow under our bit of canvas and heated some of those beans over the flame. The don hnwtori. i.n. aj have nothing at all to eat. That night they broke in on us, and if I hadn't wskened up the starved things would have eaten all we had and us. too Three days we lay there with nothing to eat but a few beans and then It cleared. DOWN TUB RI)PB. "We could wf something ah etui that I wild was the summit The others said It wa not; that were lost, and would die. We quarried about that. Finally I started ahead by myself and looked over the ground. 1 satisfied my self that It was really the summit, and (hen came back and told the others. Wright came along at once but Reed lay back and said we were lost. He had been bragging ail the way out of how well he knew the country. Wright and I went ahead, Intending to make it by ourselves. If we had to, but after a while Reed came along. We went to the top of the place and looked at it. You know there is a place where you have to lie down and just slide to the bottom. Reed looked at It said it was wrong, and that we were sure lost. Wright and I de cided to try it anyhow. I took the sleighs and turned tbem loose down the slope. Then we get the dogs Into a bunch and started the poor brutes going, and then we lay down on wr faces, stuck our knives into the snow, to art as brakes and let go. Reed didn't want to be left, so he lay down and swore, and then came along. "We had a bad time. That place is all right to slide down other times of the year, but, you see, it had only just begun to set in for the year' snow, and there were drop-offs and hummocks on that slide we knew nothing about. I would strike one of those hummocks and just go straight up in the air and land on my ear Again, like as not. We were the worst bruised-up outfit you ever saw when we got to the bottom. Reed, he gets up and shakes himself, and says, 'We're wrong anyhow, and we ought to have stayed up at the top.' Just then we found some of the tree stumps the miners had cut off, and we knew c were all right. BUSTED TRAPS. "We were tored and worn and we had forgotten when we had anything to eat last, but we felt so good at the prospect of food ahead that we walked sixty miles that night, through the worst canyon there Is on the trip. Jurt at the end we had one bit of touir'i lurk. We had several times talked of killing and eating one of the dogs, but they had been good brutes and we didn't like to. When we got near Wil son's the Indians had traps set for bea ver and so on. The hungry dogs went for them right away and two of them got caught. We had to shoot two of the dogs and pay the Indian 3 for his t lifted traps. That was tough. "We were playedoutwhn we got to Wilson's, but we soon picked up, and after ten days went bark to Shep Camp for our gold dust and robes we had cached so as to travel light. Then I pulled right out for the warm coun try. I got to Aspen, Colo., in March and I told my brother all about it. He started for the Klondyke and I went to Nova Scotia and married the girl I had traveled right across the counlry to see. Then my brother came along and followed my example. He went right In again and started up the Yukon prospecting. In the spring of 1896 high water drove him out of the Indian river and be went up on to what is now called 'Gold Bottom.' That was really the first big strike made in the upper waters and it brought the crowd. "I am going right bark into the Klondyke now and shall make my sec ond trip across the Chilcoot Pass in the depth of winter." They were men of scholarly look and fluent talkers and had evidently been having a discussion before they board ed the Staten Island ferry-boat. They took seats in the cabin, and one of them Baid: "No, my friend, your assertions as to the age of the world are founded on guesswork." "Scientific research bears me out in all I say," replied the other. "But science is often mistaken." Only now and then sir. There la no question but that this globe of ours was 50,000,000 years in forming." "I don't believe it was a thousand years." "Well, sir, you seem to be" At that moment a plainly dressed woman, sitting close by with her jaw tied up and her eyes red with-weeping, rose up to say: "Now, then, gentlemen, Is this a talk ye are goin' to have all the way down to the Island?" "Yes, madam, we are talking," re plied one. "And what's it all about?" "The age of the world." "Is that it, then. Well. sir. let me tell you that I've had a toothache for a week, and the dentist won't Dull It for tnree days more. "Sorry for you, madam." "Thanks, sir, but If you keen ud this conrao and that tooth gets to jumpln' agin I'll be sorry for you! My Thomas win be at the dock to meetr me, and if I tell him that you made me tired and set that tooth to twistln' my face over my ear this world won't stop him from makln' your heels break vour nwk That's all, sir." ."That was enough. Thev rose un and left the cabin to continue the dinm. slon on the outside. . No longer is it reaulred of the fah- ionable woman that Bbe look like an animated kaleidoscope. The coloring of the new fall gowns is, on the whole, uumiea.. mere are plaids in plenty, to be sure, but the colors have ct much of their vividness, and the plaids mosi in ravor are those In softened tones. All theshades of castor are to be the vogue among the best dressed women These shades vary from a deep cream tint to a color which the uninitiated mignt call brown. They are verv ef fective when three or four of the shades are used In one gown, ftut for the wottv an who would regard such a costume too quiet In Its coloring such a cos tume too quiet In its coloring there wfll be a variety of castor gowns thjs fall, relieved by a gay touch of color. , All the vivid, startling greens are not as much In favor as they were last spring. There are many dull greens, some of which show a grayish tint, and for certain gowns, sage green will be fashionable, combined with black. A deep, rich red will be much worn for coats and tailor-made costumes, but the cloth will be Invariably braided In black. A blue with a purplish shadow Is another popular color, as well as a grayish blue. SAVED FH0L1 CRIUE. Sadie Ranstead was my cousin, ana an angel, in my eye at least. 1 was an orphan w ithout kith or kin In the world save Sadie and her moth er. 1 was a child in short frocks and pinafores, and Sadie was a lovely young lady. I wa rot so young but that I knew she was an angel to at least one pair of eyes besides mine. I believe Colia Balfour could have kissed the ground she walked on. He was very humble until she had promised to marry him, and then he began right away to be so unreason able that he made her life Just as mis erable as It could be. Well, one day Colin Balfour wcrt off in one of his rages an enlisted. Six months, a year, passed, and no word from Colin Balfour. Other fellows came home on leave Colin neither came nor wrote, though a pretty Southern girl. Sadie gave one moan when she heard it, then she took hold of me and shook me in a sort of passion of pain and outraged love. "He Is a wicked man, Greta. He has no more heart than stone. We will forget him. The next day she had promised Gran'ther Mayhew, who came often to the house little dreamed I what for that Bhe would be his wife. Child as I was, and little comprehending, 1 was afraid of Sadie when I knew what she had promised and would not let her kiss me. However, the kind old man was a great favorite of mine at the bottom, a genial, gentle, good man, who thought he was doing right and best In marrying a girl young enousht to be his grandchild. He and Sadie were married very shortly, and a new house was built quite away from the old one and oc a site of Sadie's choosing. Gran'ther Mayhew was very kind and very patient I think he never said an impatient word, though Sadie must have tried him sorely with her whims sometimes. One day, when Sadie had been mar ried about a year, Mamma Ranstea-d fell suddenly very 111, and while Sadie and I stood aghast with fear of what might happen, the worst happened that even could Mamma Ranstead was dead. Six months after came the news that Colin Balfour had been killed. Sadie had not seen hlri for nearly three years now, and she knew him treach erous and unworthy, but she shrank under the shock of hearing that he was dead, as though she had been still plighted his wife, and he was the hero of her wildest Imaginings. One day, the day but one after the news came of Colin Balfour's death, there was a knock at the door of the cosy little parlor looking upon the garden, which Sadie called her gar den-room. I opened the door cautiously, think ing it must be a servant, and lo! tiiere was Colin Balfour in the flesh. He shot by me like a flash and caught the drooping figure on the sofa In his arms. "My poor darling!" he cried, kiss Ing her amazed face between the words: "that it should ever have come to this!" Sadie looked frightened, but she clung to him, and presently she fainted away in bis arms. He did not lay her down even then. He held her till she was better, and then would not have let her go but that she Insisted, till with one of the old scowls, but half suppressed, he yielded. I shall never forget how she looked as she crept away from htm, anl dropped like a beaten lily Into an arm chair. Neither of them minded me; I doubt If they had any consciousness of any presence but eacn other's. So shrink ing behind the curtains, and wonder ing If that was Colin Balfour's ghost or Satan come to carry off Sadie, I heard all that shameful tangle of lies. Child that I was I know Colin Bal four lied when he told Sadie that Gran'ther Mayhew had fabricated all those dreadful rumors she had heard concerning him that he might marry her himself. He avowed, the handBome, treach erous villain, that he bad never looked tenderly upon woman's face since he left her, that he bad been a prisoner all this time in the hands of a pitiless foe. She believed every word, and get ting up from her chair In a burst of womanly resentment declared she would go straight away from the house into which she had been be trayed so foully; she would never Btay to see Gran'ther Mayhew again.. She yielded, however, to Colin Bal four's arguments In favor of a con trary course, because the man she Joved so, and who she believed had been so wronged, made such a point of It, and she consented to stay where she was for the present. Finally, after a delay that was like an age to little frightened me, Gran' ther Mayhew came home. Sadie met and greeted him with hysterical gay ety, insomuch that . her , husband, looking at her burning cheeks and bright eyes, seemed gravely In doubt If she had not parted with her senses during his absence. That night, try as I would, I could not sleep. , It was not unusual for me at such times to get out of my bed, and slipping past the sleeping maid, who watched me, go wandering over the house In my night dress. I did so this night, my feet were bare, so I made no noise. Somebody else was abroad. Just a I entered the long hall that passfd Gran'ther Mayhew' chamber, a door which led from this hall to a terrace from which you descend to the gar den opened, and Sadie crept througn it and down the hall toward Gran'ther moment she might have seen me, but Mayhew's room. I knew It wa Radle, and In anothe another form half thrust through Mh partially open terrace door drove r-K back Into shadow. It was Colin Bn four, and after hesitating briefly h came slowly down the hall. fiadle stood by Gran'ther Mayhew door still; she seemed to me to holding herself up by the doorf 8he turned swiftly as Colin fla'f approached and dropping upon ' knees extended her hands claiped if Imploring. For anwr. ha turned fbortly on hi heel and moved nolule!l toward the terrace door. Sadie drooped an Instant and fol lowed blm. Colin Balfour put an arm around her and bent his face a moment to her' then be led her down the hall again toward Gran'lbyr Mayhew door, released her and stood while she slowly advanced. She opened the door of Gran'ther Mayhew's room and vanished within. Suddenly. wlft as thought, 1 ran back to my own cbamlier, which opened upon the piazza which ran by Gran'ther Mayhew's window. My own window are open; his might be. Stepping out I ran quickly along. Gran'thera windows were open, and as I dropped lightly over the ledge Into the chamber the old man lay peacefully sleeping and Sadie stood beside his bed, a small, dark vial in one hand, the water goblet from which Gran'ther drank through the night in the other. "Oh, Greta! Greta! thank God ycu have come! Oh, Greta, save me!" "Are you good again. Sadi"?'' "I'm not so bad as I might have been, but for you, darling." Fhe re turned with a strange look, and lead ing me out into the hall; where wes' now no Colin Balfour, she went with me to my bed and lay down beside me till the servants were stirring. 1 was awakened by a hurried step &Dd exclamation. Gran'ther Mayhew was deaJ! A small vial of laudanum was found on the carpet beside his bed. and It was at first supposed hat he had died from an overdose of laudanum. But a medical examination showed that he had come to his sudden death by perfectly natural causes. An acute disease, which had long preyed upon him without the knowledge of any save himself and his phyeician, had suddenly set Its fangs at his heart while he slept. That night, when they hd dressed Gran'ther Mayhew for his last rest, Sadie took me In to see him. There, with my hand in one of hpn. and the other laid upon her dead hunhand's breart she vowed a vow nevermore to loop upon the face of Colin Balfour. Boston Globe. BABY AS SECURITY. How a Woman Secured Her Release From tha Court. It Is to be hoped the army of small debtors who plead for merry In the courts east of the Bowery, says the New York World, will not be encour aged by the story of Mrs. Signet Kun skl's happy thought. This was too leave her baby In court as collateral security for the payment of her debt. And the baby won her release. The scene of the little comedy is laid in Haverstraw. Mrs. Reuben Silverman last spring sold to Signet Kunski furniture valued at 110.50. Mrs. Silverman was willing to accept tt&O on account of the debt and give Kunlskt credit for the bal ance. . - The story ended In the old way. Ku nlskl failed to keep up on his payments and moved to Stony Point, falling to tell Mrs. Silverman of the change. She finally located him, and Justice Hartt, of Haverstraw, Issued a summons for him, returnable Monday. Kunski looked at the official-looking blue paper with frieht. His Ideas of common legal practice are yet In' their infancy. To blm the paper was simpiy an oraer ior ti immediate execution unless he paid the debt. "It is useless," he said to hia wife In Russian. "I am doomed..,! surrender myself. Bring my child,' that I may see him before I am taken away." -. And presently the couple, baby in arms, stood bifore Justice Hartt plead fcig for mercy. He could not uac.erst.ana tneir words, but he under stood that tbey wished the case to be tried at once. Mrs. Silverman being willing, an interpreter was ob tained, and wltliln three minutes Kunski was mulcted in the full amount claimed with cost. He could not understand what It all meant until the interpreter shout ed the word "execution" Into his ear. "I knew It," he answered, and he began to weep. --"They kill me be cause I cannot pay the money. J am lost" Mrs. Kunski looked at the Judge, looked at her himhnnrl . .t. b&by. Then her face suddenly bright-' ened. She kissed the child, stepped forward, laid It down on the Justice Hartt's desk and ran out of the room. iKunski stared wildly around, then with a howl of dismay and fear he too turned and fled. Justice Hartt started back in hia chair and gazed helplessly at the " me court omcers grinned. The Justice presently became aware that the baby was pretty, plump and sociable. Inside of two minutes the youngster, with an eri tire disregard of official etiquette or of reverence for the majesty of the law, was clambering over the Judicial shoulder, poking its fingers Into the Judicial eye, and making little clutch es at the judicial eye, and making lit tle clutches at the Judicial beard-'-Then It suddenly sat down upon the desk and began to cry, which meant it was hungry. Darkness came and the mother had not returned. "I'll take It home," said the Jus tice. "My wife can look after It The baby is evidence that the mother poor woman! Is trying to collect the" money. The Court accepts the aecur. Ity." Mrs, Hartt frowned at first when she saw the addition to her numerous family and said, "Just like a man." Then her mother heart melted at the touch of the little hand and she took the baby and cared for It kindly. The baby wa smiling and asleep In Mrs. Hartt's arms when, an hour later, the mother, tired and tearful, timidly entered the parlor with ber child ransom in her hands. Then she fell on her knee to thank and bless the woman who had tended her baby when the could not be near It "First time I ever took a babv as collat-al," said the Justice, wiping ha wee. "I've accented nrvii,i.. else as exist, but the htv t. t.a t .... ' , - - J m iuv JVM 1 security of all. If you hadn't turned ' up, man, oarnea u I wouldn't hare psld the debt and kant th Vtllt1 myself." j'- , ,'