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IOCTOR..
"Sir name is John flutey. l am an
Englishman by birth. My' father nai
a small farmer, near Northhampton,
and wu pretty well fixed, at any
rate, had fine stock, mostly horses.
I was very foni of them, and had
pretty much the rare of tnem. At
sixteen yearn of age, I left home and
roamed around for a few years, as all
boys do, to see the world. Finally, I
engaged as coachman to a wealthy
titled family. I had not been in the
service, many years until I fell in
love with Julie Kllet, one of the maids,
and in about a year.'we were married.
"X had saved up my wnges and took
my bride home for a visit to the old
farm. My parent liked her and my
father persuaded me to stay and help
him in hia declining years. I con
sented, and for a number of years
every thinf was prosperous. Twin
tons were born to us, and Hicy were
the apple of my eye. Then trouble
began to corne thick and fart. First
my father, and then my mother died,
and when .1 comforted myself with
the thought that my own family
were spared to me the cruel blow fell,
and my dear wife sickened and died.
My boys then were my only care.
One of them was quite delicate and
the other worried me by developing
an extraordinarily bad disposition.
He was always quarreling and pet
ting into scrapes of some kind. Hu
mors began t reach me that Edgar
was bn ruled with a set of poachers,
and I greatly feared it to be true,
for he often remained out all nigiit,
and would give no explanation of his
absence. Hoy, his brother, determin
ed one night to follow him, and find
out if possible, where he went. To
rase my mind of worry was the dear
hoy's purpose, but I did not know of
his mission. (Can I ever forget that
aif-ht).
"The next morning F.dpar came
home, wild yed, hair disheveled, and
coming directly to me, said, in un
awful voice
"'Father! I am branded as Cain
was a murderer and I have killed
my brother but I swear before Cod,
It was accidental. I did not know
him. The terrible scuffle was in tha
dark. I thought I was trapped for
poaching. When he fell to the eanh
with a groan and lay so still I knew
I had killed some one, and flashed
my dark lantern, and saw my broth
ers face white still reproachful. I
can never have peace of mind again!
1 shall leave this very hour for
America. It will ! thought an acci
dent, for I have covered all traces of
the M niggle. Rut Father! have mer
cy on me, and swear to shield me,
should suspicion arise. I can only
hope for your forgiveness, and now.
Good-bye.'
"No one can ever tell the anguish
of that hour, for I had vlrtunlly lost
both of my boys the one dead. the
other worse than dead a fratricide.
Wil he went out of my life, and I
was left to mourn.
My poor Hoy was found and
brought home, and it was generally
supposed, that he was accidentally
shot by poachers. Itut there were
some who shook their heads, and won
dered where the ne'er-do-well had be
taken himself.
"It waa easy to start the rumor
that, he had left the week before, as
he had taken Borne horses to a neigh
boring town. Ho had not been seen
and 1 could not tell his whereabouts.
I had the sympathy of the whole com
munity, and later it was not thought
strange at my disposing of my little
home ami leaving the scone where no
many calamities bad befallen mc. Pe
fore sailing from Liverpool for Amer
ica 1 had a line from Kdgar, saying
he was in New York City, but going
nut West; he gave an address, where
a letter would reach him.
"I found employment soon after
landing in this country as coachman
for a rich banker. He resided at one
of the small suburban towns near
New York, on the Hudson. It was a
beautiful country seat. My good
recommendations from my employers
in Kngland, aided me greatly. My
new masters name was Grayson."
The Doctor started and bent upon
the sufferer, n look of keen interest!
"Well" continued the dying man
"it wns almost like old Kngland he
was so good nnd kind. One day. I
taw n tramp as I supposed skulking
around the stables, and ordered him
awoy when Lord help me! I found
it was my own wayward son. A poor,
wretched, starved, sickly being. A
father is a father, you know, and I
took him In, like the prodigal, and
cared for him. He slept in the loft,
and I gave him money, and clothed
his nakedness. Rut all unknown to
the household. I continued so doing
for several week. When he got a
little stronger he began to absent
himself for days at a time, and then
some back, wiid-eyed, trembling, and
dissolute looking. Just geu.ng over a
jebauch. He would demand more
money. Oh! what sorrow, such deg
radation, lie would at such times,
threaten to steal from my employer,
and by such threats held a sword
continually over my head.
"About thi time my master's son
inarried his sister's governess, and the
aid gentleman was very angry.
"He sent for his son to try and per
made him to leave her. The family
wera away and my young master
in one evening, near dusk, to plead
with bis father. I took hia horse my
lelf, and hitched It and to d him mas
ter waa in tha library. How proudly
jie carried himself, nnd such a deter
mined le T 1,fJ V
rotces, pitched In angry tones, and 1
knew the lad was standing true to
his new love. At last with pale set
face, young Leonard came out, and
hoarsely demanded li is horse, nnd
mounting, rode awny. As he got to
the bend of the road which shut the
house from further view lie turned
in his saddle, and gave one long look
Alas! I felt he was taking his last
riew, of the old place from his ex
pressionthen turning, he disnp-
f eared, behind the trees, and i saw
Im no more, ,
"My own son had not been around
for a week or more and I knew he
was drinking up what money he had
forced me to give him. I stood sadly
thinking of the troubles, in this
world to rich nnd poor alike. I
thought I would just make bold to en,
nnd knock at master's door. My
heart went out 'in sympathy, and I
was going to ask if he did not want
to drive over to his married daugh
ter's, that evening knowing she
would comfort him. So! I went along
the hall, in the half dusk but saw a
lieht from under the door in the
library when, suddenly. I heard a
heavy fall a sort of shuffling of feet,
a feeble cry, nnd then silence. In
one moment I was inside of that door.
Would that I had dropped dead my
self, before I was permitted to gaze
on that terrible sight. Mr. Grayson,
my beloved master lay upon the
floor beside his desk, the blood
streaming from a ghastly wound, and
bending over him with knife poised,
to strike again, was my son, a sec
ond time a murderer. I sprang for
ward and grasped his arm. He turned
fiercely, and I thought my time had
come, liut No! his arm dropped
nerveless by his side, and with one
hoarse command for silence, as to
the deed he sprang to the open win
dow and the darkness of the shrubery
received him. Evidently, he was bent
upon robbery, and my master had
discovered him. My entrance foiled
him. after the deed was commiteed.
"Oh! could I have only been a little
quicker. I left the room, dazed,
stunned, horrified! No one was in
that part of the house. They were all
in the servant's quarters having a
merry time. The sound of their
laughter came to me through closed
doors. What a mockery!
"The deed was not known, 'but 1
might give the alarm, and, oh, gen
tlemen! I am ashamed to tell you;
but it flashed upon my mind 1hat the
sooner it was known the better for
had not young Master Leonard just
been there? And the crime why not?
would probably be laid to him.
Thus shielding my own blackhearted
son, God forgive me; but the outeom
was that it worked my way and Cray-
on would have been hanged, an in
nocent man, if they had not. found luj
boy's cap, bloody handkerchief, and
dirk knife in the water-spout, just
outside the library window, after
the trial was about half over. They
were proven not to be young mas
ter's, and he was acquitted, verdict
being: 'murdered, by some party un
known.' I knew to whom they be
longed, but kept silent, and begged
forgiveness of God, in my own heart,
for my cruel plot, toward Leonard.
"But, the tie of blood is stronger
than friendship; you know the rest,
how I found my erring boy, broken
in health, and calmed his fears in his
dying hours. I believe God has heard
my prayers, and that be is forgiven,
and mny we meet again in the land of
the redeemed, where sins shall be
washed as white as snow. My sin
was laying crime at the door of an
other to shield my unfortunate boy
Now, I want Leonard Grayson to
come into his own. ami bland before
the world spotless."
A hushed stillness fell upon the lit
tle group, as Ilallev closed his eyes
and appeared to almost sink away
with exhaustion. Dr. Hastings took
the thin hand in his own and said.
"My man you can ease your mind.
All shall be straightened out. I thank
the merciful Father that I have it: in
my power, to clear this up. for 1
know Leonard Grayson and will leave
! no stone unturned, to find him. Hut
J do you i,utf ruber tb.2 family lawyer's
i name?"
"Yes" Tolntly "Phillips Judge
Phillips, of Jersey City."
VWell do not try to talk any more.
Justice has been done, at last, and
may there be peace to your soul."
The dim eyes turned a grateful
look upon the Doctor, but he had no
need to caution him. for his work
done. The little group around his
bedside, had only to wait about no
hour and a half, and the struggle was
over, the cot. cleared to make room
for one more unfortunate, and bv
! day-light everything was moving
along in its accustomed routine of
hospital work. Only those who had
kept the night vigil, bad heard the
story of a life, whose whole epoch
was one of sorrow, wrought by crime.
CHAPTER VIT.
VINDICATED.
The nct day the Doctor told his
aunt, Mrs. Hull, that it was neces
sary for him to go to New ork, on
business. So he started, with the
motive of communicating to the law
yer the confession made the night
before by the former coachman.
He had no trouble in finding the old
lawyer, who. nfter his errand was
stated, insisted upon entertaining
him, as his guest at his residence. The
old friend was over-joyed to learn of
the complete vindication of his favor
ite. Dr. Hastings then learned that
he Gray so us wore in Paris,
After pleasant reminiscences, toll!
by. each, the Doctor took leave of
Judge Phillips, and hastened back to
Boston, and his patients; but with a
nearf as a ooy with a new toy, For.
had he not rendered his Adela the
greatest favor one can bestow? An
untarnished name to her dear
father? He knew the flrit Trans
Atlantic mail, would bear the me
age, vindicated before the world.
The paper toon published the ac
count of the confession, under the
usual sensational headlines, such as.
"Murder Will Out." "Come to Hia In
heritance." "Cleared After Long
Years." Young Scot MacDonald, ait
ting at the breakfast table at his
hotel, scanning the morning paper
noticed the headlines, and began to
read them carelessly, when, all nt
once, he surprised his vis-a-vls, and
compnnion, by exclaiming.
"Hy jove! Grayson! The Ameri
can, whom I met abroad. That ac
counts for the peculiar dignity and
sort of offishness. Well, I nm glad
for his family. Sweet daughter he
had. This world Is oil mystery.
"Hi life, has been eciipsed, n It
were; but now, the cloud hn passed
nway, and (he silver lining, Is appear
ing. It make one look at life, In a
different way romantic, If you
please! So, Doctor Hasting was
mixed up In it, I'll have to drop Into
hi ottlce when I go down town and
talk it over and at the fame time, get
his decision about my par! for th
shooting, as I said next week."
And mentally, he added, "I want
lo e sure that another parlv fs In
cluded, in the summer's outing" or.
he felt sure that his thoughts would
be wandering, over the seas and far
nway.
Of course, we all know that be re
ferred to Lucille Denton. I!ut the
liemingtons had settled that, by in
viting her to be their guest.
Maude Hustings had been making
rapid progress, in her music at the
conservatory.
All of the professors were very
proud of her, and said that a thor
ough course nt Leipsic would finish
her, a very fine musician. It was the
dream of her life, but how to accom
plish it was another thing. Still she
did not sit down and become morbid
or despondent over her inability to
carry qut her plans; she worked
faithfully and carefully.
Patience and merit, had their re
ward in her rase, for one evening her
brother called her into his library
ami placing her on a low foot-stool
so that he could look down into her
face he began the conversation by
saying,
"Muudie. dear! you know I have
been contemplating a vacation, and
trip to Europe. I am so happy in the
prospect of my travels, that I wish tr
share the pleasure, with some out
else, so I have quite decided to take
my little sister,. Mr. and Mrs. Jieming
ton, Lucille nnd you and I will com
prise the party."
"Hrother! you surely cannot mean
It," she cried jumping up hastily. "T!
Maude Hastings' to see those old
famous places, qld in verse and
story."
"Yes, dear, nnd now there is some
thing else. I hear such good reports
of your musical studies that. I am
going to place you, under masters in
Germany for a year or more, and
you can then accomplish your life's
ambition. You see. a little bird, h"
been telling me of your wishes, liut;
do you think you can remain away
from home for severul years, nnd not
become home sick?"
Tears of joy were welling from her
soft brown eyes, as she clasped her
arms around her brother's neck say
ing, "I will bear the pangs of home
sickness for the sake of my music,
for 1 love it so. You arc too good to
me."
"But, sister, you know I am a crus
ty old bachelor, (as you once said)
and have to do something to amuse
myself. So run and tell Auntie of the
plan. I have also nrranged for her
welfare and pleasure, during our ab
sence by having Aunt Susan, whom
she has not seen for many years,
conic and visit. It will be a pleasure
to both of the dear old ladies. When
the month of May comes, with her
blossoms, we will hie away. Now, go
nnd talk it over woman fashion, and
then get your beauty sleep."
So kissing her, he shut the door
gently upon her. and sat down to
muse over the coals. Perchance, a
thought came to him of a fair dark
fare over the sea. which fate might
put in his way of meeting again.
WHY JACK TAR WEARS WIDE
TUO.USEU3.
Why do sailors wear their trousers
so wide at the bottom? The answer Is
simple. It may not be generally known
that eery sudor can etther make, mend
or wash his own clothes, hut It Is, nev
ertheless, a fact. Ixird Charles Here
ford smilingly told a recent Interviewer
that he hud made lots of trousers and
Jumper.
Now, at one time every sailor In the
I'.rltlsh navy had sulllclcnt cloth Riven
out to make the articles In question,
with Just a bit, left over to make fu
ture repairs. Hut here came the d 1 (li
eu It y. He was not allowed to have any
pockets. Ro, quite naturally,' he kept
the repairing bit In a handy place,
where It could nut get lost. If he want
ed to mend a hole In his Jumper, all
he had to do was to cut a piece out of
his trousers ends, it will be readily
seen, therefore, that by the time the
trousers were altogether worn out, they
hnd become the same width the whole
of the way down, or, better still, the
much-desired peg-top shaie. "
Every sailor can have a pocket now,
but the costum of loose garments be
came so well established In the old
day that sailors' trousers continue to
float In the breeze nowadays. '
PRATTLE OF THE YOUNGSTERS.
Willie, aged 6, had been Imparting to
the minister the Information that his
father had got a new set of teeth. "In
deed!" laid the good man patronizing
ly, "and what la he going to do with
hi old on?" "Oh," replied Willie, "1
i'pose mamma will cut them down and
make me wear them."
"Mamma, can 1 have another piece of
pie?" asked small Robby. "Why, Bob
by," aid hi mother, "why do you ask
for another piece when you haven't
finished the piece you have on your
plate?" "Becaue," answered tha lit
tle diplomat, "If I get another piece. 1
won't eat the crust of this."
"I'm afraid, Freddie," said a mother
to her 4-year-old, "that when your
father come home tired out from h If
work and learn what a naughty boy
ynu hnvo been he will punish you."
"Well," replied Freddy, "1 hope he will
be so tired he won't bother about It."
"Can your buby brother talk now?"
asked a visitor of 4-year-old Clara.
"Yes," ho replied, "he can say sunn
word real well." "Indeed! And whnt
are they?" asked the visitor. "I don't
know," replied Clara. "They are word
I never heard before."
Oh Mamma! He Is Our Good Knigdit.
CANTON A CAY CITY,
Narrow Streets Clow with Color and
Swarm withLlfe.
Canton's narrow, cvll-smelllng streets
are picturesque, fascinating, wonderful,
some of them bear high-sounding
name, such u the Street of Reposing
Dragons, the Street of Shouting Dra
gons, the Street of Saluting Dragons,
the Street of One Hundred Grandsons,
the Street of One Hundred Thousand
Grandsons, the Street of Golden Profits,
the Street of Golden Flowers, the Street
of Ten Thousand Happinesses. Othero
are more simply dubbed: Old Clothes
street, Physic street. New Green Pea
street. Only eight or nine feet in
width, paved, but lacking sidewalks,
and Impassable for wagons or carri
ages, these tiny alleys glow with color,
teein ivlth busy life, and to the eyes of
a foreign devil offer innumerable nov
elikp. The fragility and the Insignificance
of mist Cantonese buildings make it
dimcult to realize that the city dates
hack two centuries before the Christian
era. It has, to be sure, many times
been almost entirely destroyed by fire,
hut the surrounding wall and several
of tie) pagodas are known to be very
old.
To all streets In the shop district a
festal air Is given by colored signboards
b-coiated with golden characters, which,
on projecting iron bars, hang length
wise. To their somewhat bewildering
blaze are added the blue of cotton
clothes worn by a hustling, bustling
nowd. the varied hues of silks In
which mandarins are clad, and the gay
banners, flags, lanterns and umbrellas
held aloft In the processions always
escorting the sedan chairs of their ex
cellencies. These streets, the most
characteristic and interesting in the
city, are lined by two-story buildings,
supporting on their roofs a lattice work
vf bamboo poles, on which rest mats
car able f being moved back and forth
as the weather suggests. At night slid
ing shutters furnish protection, but
widio daylight lasts the entire front of
these doorless, windowiess shops is
thrown open. This arrangement adds
r.ayety to the thoroughfares, and a
shop's fascinations are often doubled
by iis having beyond the counter an
open division where the article sold Is
i-ij'iufactured. in full view men are
carving wood, painting fans or lan
terns, weaving on hand looms, working
In metals, embroidering, all of which Is
Juno with marvelously little elbow room
-the Chinese being remarkable for the
ability to live and work In a very
small space.
One does not find all these Industries
grouped together. Eelitire streets are
devoted to the manufacture and sale
of a special article. There are silk
Streets, embroidery streets, fan streets,
?arved-ivory streets, shoe streets, where
can be found all kinds of foot coverings
ranging from a coolie's cheap straw
sandal to the tiny embroidered shoes
with painted heels, destined for gol
den lilies, as the compressed feet are
called. There are streets all glowing
gren with Jade. The prettist of all
are the lantern streets. So beautifully
made are these lanterns and so absurd
ly cheap are they that It requires con
siderable self-control to refrain from
buying them by the hundreds.
SIGHTS OF THE STREETS.
One does not soon tire of the shops,
but many other things In these streets
attract one's attention. There are wise
men. or fortune tellers, with their as
sisting trained birds seated on the cor
ners; the Itinerant restaurants contain
ing such a variety of queer ealabes
the clever prestldigateurs. ready to
squat down and for a few cash to per
form wonders; the migratory dentist
wearing as a necklace a string of teeth.
The barber, whose home Is a seat on his
box, and who, after shaving a custo
mcr, brushing out and plaiting his pig
tail, proceeds In ",e name of massage,
unmercifully to punch and pound him
winding up the performance by vigor
ously driving into his vlrtim"s ears a
Ion glvorv Instrument which an Inno
cent foreign devil almost expects to see
emerge through the opposite orifice
the money changers, who sit behind ta
hies to which their strings of cash are
chained, and the menders and vendors
of all kinds of things, who walk about
with trays containing tools or goods.
as the case may be, sHung on their
shoulders.
Then there are the processions, such
as funerals.Bllwhite scarfs and howls
weddings all 'ablaze w ith scarlet, and
a crackle-crackle of exploding fire
crackers; Joss pidgin processions, with
t.ielr roast pigs, baskets of artificial
floivcrs, unearthly so-called music. All
these, as well as the long trains which
accompany mandarin's chairs, belong
to every day life, but a great many
days during the year have their own
special processions, such, for instance,
as the fishermen's, characterized by its
lanterns, resembling fish; Paak-tals,
distinguished by stuffed birds borne
aloft on poles, and trays containing
wax figures representing historical
scenes; the procession In vvblch red
giants and back dwarfs are prominent;
the dragon procession, und the lantern
parade.
Several streets are occupied by the
Kung Yuen, or examination hull. This
consists of thousands of tiny brick
buildings set In rows fifty-seven deep
In which the competitors for literary
degrees, who every three years flock to
the city, are separately locked. The
furniture of each little cell consists of
one stool and a plan serving as a table
by day and a bed by night. The stu
dent's food Is passed to him through a
grated Iron door three times dally, hut
until his essay Is handed In, no other
communication with the outside world
Is permitted.
Quite as Interesting In their way as
those streets already described, are
certain thoroughfares overlooking the
water. The Pearl river, crowded with
boats of many different shapes and
sizes, some stationary, others moving,
Is highly picturesque. Most conspicu
ous are the great fantastically carved
and painted JunkB, with high stern and
big eyes staring on the bow, for. as
the Chinese express It In pidgin Eng
llsh: "Suppose no got eye, how can see?
Suppose no can aec, how walkee?
Very showy, too, are the mandarins'
houseboat of dark, varnished wood,
made gay by floating flags and dang
ling lanterns, the Joss pidgin boat car
rying decorated altars andjlong-robed
attendant priests, their banners and
lantern alwaya suitable In color to the
special service held. On a day when
prayer for the dead are recited, thee
are blue and white, but If some Joss
plc!gln, to Insure the happiness of a
newly married pair, I performed, all
are scarlet. On the famous flower
boats, or floating restaurants, through
the cabin's wide door, one catches as
they pas a glimpse of elaborately
dressed, paint-bedaubed sing-song girls,
trained entertainers, who, together with
the boat, are hired by the day or even
Ing. In addition to these restaurants
Ihe river boasts plenty of hotels, which,
Itiowever, always remain anchored.
Theso are very necessary, for if trav
elers arrive at night after 9 o'clock.
when the city gates are closed, they
are not allowed to enter.
FLOATING- HOMES OF MASSES.
Then, crowding both sides of the riv
er, as well as all adjacent creeks, are
hosts on which thousand of the poorer
classes spend their lives. These, re-
malnlng permanently moored, form reg
ular streets, and it Is easy to step from
the high platform on the stern of one
boat to that of ita next-door neighbor.
The occupants of these aquatic homes
argue that a boat, while cheaper to
build than a house, Is quite as com
fortable, pays no ground rent, and
runs less risk of being burned or rob
bed. Many indeed most of them con
tain three generations of a family, and
the toilets of all, as well as verlous
other domestic operations, are publicly
performed.
It rather astonishes one to find that
among these very poor people, not only
do the men hire a barber, but all the
women as well employ a hairdresser.
However, although this hairdressing is
a Job occupying fully one hour and a
half, the artist only demands a lew
cents In return for her services, and
the elaborate hirsute construction vul
garly called a teapot when finished and
coated with a vegetable gum, lasts a
week or more. Then the chow-chow of
these people, at least as regards quan
tity and variety, a-emn rather luxuri
ous. Each person has a private bowl
containing rice, and In the center
stand ten or twelve others, free to all
chop-sticks, and filled with bits of raw
fii,h, boiled cabbage, pickles, and a va
riety of queer-looking, queerer-smelling
masses.
T provide for the wants of all boats
on the Viver, innumerable sampans fly
busily back and forth. Some filled with
flowers look particularly pretty, tneir
closest rivals being those piled high
with vegetables, and such fruits as cus
tard apples, bychees, Buddha's hands,
persimmons, deep red mandarin or-nnr?f-H.
nale yellow coolie oranges, lo-
quots, and comquots. Others carry fish,
meat, cooking utensils, cnarcoai. Kino
ling wood, a few being fitted up as
kitchens, In which chow chow is cooked
to order.
It has been hown that the Pearl is
by no means a dull stream. But the
Pearl's gayest day If the fifth of the
fifth month, about June 15, when the
Dragon festival occurs. From 10 in
the morning until 4 In the afternoon,
long, narrow boats, rowed by sixty
men race up and down the river. These
coniffita create intense interest and ex
citement, both on the water and on
land. The boats are always accompa
nied by a vast concourse of men and
boys, who run along the shore, shout
ing, waving banners and beating gongs.
In managing their craft the Chinese
show great skill, and, considerlnfl how
these crowd the watery thoroughfares
of Canton, there are not many acci
dents. The dragon boats, however, ow
ing to their extreme shallowness and
peculiar build, are so easily uset that
the festival Is apt to be- marked by a
few mishap.
This bright river picture is not with
out tome somber tints. These are cast
upon it by a special class of hou;1
boats Inhabited by lepers, who may not
mingle with other people, and by the
gloomy-looking sampans used to carry
away the dead.
YOCNG.JESSB JAMES' BOOK.
Jesse James, Jr., has written a book
about himself and his father, the no
torious Missouri highwayman. Young
James got up a reputation of his own
last year through an alleged connec
tion with a train robbery near Kansas
city. He was arrested, tried and ac
quitted. His book tells all about that
incidentally. But it is mainly a story
of his fathers exploits as a bandit
"I wrote every word In It myself,"
he f-ays, "without he'p from any one;
except that after it was written a news
paper editor, who printed It, looked it
over and corrected the mistakes I made
in grammar and punctuation. I am not
a college graduate, so the public will
pardon any mistakes in the book.
"Hundreds of books have been writ
ten and published about1 Jesse James
and what Is commonly known as the
'James Hand.' Many of these books are
false from cover to cover.
"This is because these writings were
done by those who never knew my
father. I defy the world to show that
he ever slew a human being except
In the protection of his own life, or as
a soldier In honorable warfare. His only
brother, whose name was linked with
him in all the years of his life, is a
free man today, acquitted of all crime."
Here are a few extracts from the
book:
"I remember my father as a tall,
rather heavily built man, with a dark,
sandy beard. He was very kind to
mother and sister and me. 1 did not
then know his real name or my own.
I did not know that he was concealing
anything from the public or that he
was in danger of being captured. He
was living then under the name of
Thomas Howard. My name was Char
lie Howard, but my father and mother
always called me 'Tim.' Father never
called me by any other name than
'Tim.' Charlie Ford, who was at the
house a good deal of the time, went by
the name of Charles Johnson. They
claimed to be cousins.
"The spring my father Was killed
there was a great parade In St. Joseph
In celebration of some public event. My
father rode on horseback, with me In
front of him, with the parade over its
whole route. Leading the parade was a
platoon of police, and father ride right
behind them.
"In the days in St. Joseph father al
ways kept at least two horses in the
stable back of the house. Father was
heavily armed at all times. In tht
house he kept a double-barreled shot
gun loaded with buckshot, and a Win
chester rifle. A 43-cailbre Colt's re
volver, a 45-callber Schofield revolvet
and three cartridge' belts loaded, and
some cartridges In his pocket was the
way he armed himself when he went
down town. When he went away, tc
be gone any length of time, he carried
In addition to this, a small valise ol
cartridges. When on a trip he carried
his Winchester strapped on the Inside
of a larse umbrella.
"For sixteen vears of his life, begin
ning with 1S66 and ending April 3, 1SS2,
when he was killed, my father was out
lawed, and police officials and detec
tives were searching everywhere, ex
cept In the right place, to fine him. In
these long year he had many thrilling
adventures, some amusing ones, and
many narrow escapes, none of which
have ever been told In print before. Ow
ing to the fact that my father had only
two photograph taken and that these
were In the hands of hi family, and
were never een bv those who were
searching for him. no correct picture of
him wa ever prlntedfl, and consequent
ly hi features were unknown to all ex
cept a few, and nearly all of those were
loyal friends, who could be depended
on never to betray him under any cir
cumstances. My father used to live
In Kansas City and other cities, and
go and come on the busiest streets In
broad daylight."
It has at last been officially an
nounced that Dr. George T. Purvis of
Princeton Is acceptable as pastor to
the congregation of the Fifth Avenue
church of New York and that the pas
torship Is acceptable to him. A meet
ing of the general congregation will be
called and Dr. Purvis will be formally
elected. The pulpit thus to be filled
has been vacant for a year, ever since
the death of Dr. John Hall, during
which time many attempts have been
made to fill It.
DEWEY DIDN'T FEAR TORPEDOES
"Never Mind," He Said When Tola
ofthe Mine
The story of Admiral Dewey' decis
ion to enter Manila bay the night before
the famous battle, when every channel
was believed to be thoroughly mined,
is here published for the first time.
The facts were related on board Dr.
Seward Webb's private can .Victory
while the admiral and his party were
making the run irom mew xotk. lu
Montpelier, VL, to attend the ceiebra,-
M,n o-i.un tVm flirVifO htf Vila IIWT1 tOWOS!
people. The story was given through a
member or me party, 10 wnoiu it waa
told. ;
W,.V,n iUn .ar- nraa lelnrert thft 1111-
vy department believed the entrance to
Manila bay filled with tspamsn torpe
does. A few days before the declara-
Hnn i-.f u-ar nnrrl wan received alWash-
ington from an apparently authorita
tive source mat me epanisn nau spici
ly added to the torpedo field until they
believed it would te impossiDie lor iu
American fleet, then at Hong Kong, ta
pass up the bay.
T1-!-! tftrnpdrwaa wprft Raid to be of
great power and were supposed to ba
operated irom nring stations on siuicr
shore. The locations or tne stations
L-nr. u n tr, dip Americans, but the
points at which the torpedoes were
anenorea were not. ,
What little information was In tne
4ha naw H end ft TTln t. WHS
forwarded to Admiral Dewey by cable
and he was left to make any further
investigations he deemed necessary.
T-Vio aHmlml Vi a d nlreftdv been told
that the approach to the habor had
been tnorougniy minea ana um n.
would be unsafe for him to attempt to
enter it without first cutting the wires
or exploding the torpedoes.
So when the order came to Smash
Montojo's fleet Dewey was fully aware
of the great danger he would run in
attempting to force the harbor without
first destroying the mines. If this sub
ject, which, was troubling every captain
and petty officer in the fleet, was con
sidered at any length by the admiral,
he kept his own counsel, and not once
during the voyage from Hong Kong
did he bring the matter up for any ex
tended idscussion. It Is true that once
or twice the matter was spoken of at
the consultations held daily aboard the
Olympia, and it was not long before tha
officers realized that the Admiral had
resolved to steam into the bay with
little reference to the mines. It waa
about 4 o'clock on the morning of May 1
when the Spanish pilot, peering through
the gloom from the bridge of the flag
ship, leveled bis binoculars over the
starboard bow" and announced that the
Olympia was dead off the entrance to
the harbor. Below on the deck, sil
houetted against the heavy swell o
the gea, stood Admiral Dewey and Lieu
tenant Thomas Brumby, his flag officer.
All about was utter darkness. The
lights had long before been daused and
the hulls of the fighting ships could
hardly be made out a stone's throw off.
Brumby had Just come down from the
bridge and was giving the chief the
Spanish pilot's idea o the location of.
the mines.
"He says that every channel is 'filled
with them," said Lieutenant Brumby.
"He says that they are connected with
firing stations on both shores and that
to attempt to pass over them would
mean certain destruction, as a constant
watch Is being kept for American war
ships." ' f-
"S-nd the r.ilot here, I want to talk
to him," said the admiral.
It was painfully evident that the pilot
believed every word he had spoken rel
ative to the mines, He was extremely
nervous and repeated to the admiral
what he had already told to Brumby.
When he had finished and returned to
his post, Admiral Dewey paced the
dack. He was thinking. Several facta
confronted him. To get at the Spanish
fleet and take it off its guard he must
enter the harbor and steam up the bay
to Manila, thirty miles distant, before
daylight. To do this he must either de
sroy or pass over the Spanish mines.
Should he attempt to destroy them he
would losj valuable time and might
apprise the enemy of his arrival.
On the other hand, to attempt to run,
over the mines meant the running of a
great risk. If the mines were in the
channel and the ships were sighted by
the Spanish operators at the firing sta
tions, the first battleship in the line of
advance would almost to a certainty ba
destroyed.
For fully a minute the admiral paced!
the deck. Then he turned toward
Brumby.
"Well?" he asked, Interrogatively, aa
he paused.
Brumby came closer.
"More than seventeen fathoms, isn't
It, Brumby?"
"Yes, sir," replied the lieutenant.
"Well, what do you think?" They
were both pacing the deck now.
Brumby hesitated. "I think," he re
plied, "that the Spaniards would not
mine in more than seventeen fathoms.
The history of their harbor defenses
shows that. We can do one thing we
can send out small boats to hunt for
the torpedoes and cut the wires if they
And them."
Admiral Dewey came to a sudden
pause. As he turned and faced Brum
by there was a dull fire in his . eyea.
Taking out his watch he lighted a
match, glanced at the time piece and
replaced it In his pocket.
Then he said quietly:
"Weil dispense with the small Dots,
Brumby. Never mind the torpedoes. Or
der the Olympia to the head of the line
and let the squadron proceed.
Signal lights blinked over the water,
the great engines down in the Olympia'
hold trembled as the flagship took her
position at the head of the squadron,
the engines in the holds of the other
vessels came to life, and the crews lay
by their guns. The world knows the
rest.
DOMESTIC PLEASANTRIES.
Chicago News: "Why did I ever mar
ry?" she sighed, with the dreg of
bitterness in her word "Because I
asked you," he responded with a aar
donio smile.
Cleveland Plain Dealer: "Do you
think, dear, you would love me better
If my hair were some other color?" "I
don't know. What color have you?"
Somerville Journal:. Younr Mait
WIU you be my wife? Young Woman'
I am sorry to say I am engaged my
self, but you will like my alster Jut
Washington Star: "Are you gong to
give up any of your old habits?" "Yet"
anawered the man, with a defiant air,
'one. I'm going to give up this old.
old habit of swearing- oft every New
Year" day." ,
Boston Transcript: Harriet If you
are real good, Tom, I'll throw you a
kiss when you go home. Tom Harriet,
don't you know a woman can't throw
straight? You had better bring It to
me, or shall 1 come after it?
Indianapolis Journal: "Thomn. the
indication from the weather bureau
say " "Don't waste tlmo on the Indi
cations from the weather bureau; read
mo the indication from the coal bu
reau." Harlem Life: "George, father ha
failed." "That'a Just like him. 1 told
you all along, darling, that he waa
going to do all he could to keep ua
from marrying."
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