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... , .4 -"t-J ill;,. v. SOUNDS LIKE FICTION. HWOIT AT TIKES HAS THAT TtUD, Old Tim Cbronlelea Arc rilled With Xneidenta Mm Romantic Than Fiction. Lecidon Standard: When Gulzot aid, "If you are fond of romance, read history," be may possibly have had an Ironical meaning. He had studied, and bad also written, bo much historical matter himself that nobody knew bet ter how much of what passes under the second of these names ought to be de scribed by the first. But an he was a very serious man, the probability is lhat be meant simply what" he said namely, that it Is far more profitable to !ae the chronicles, memoirs or letters wplen are the authorities for the past, and amuse yourself with thera, than to spend your time over little stories of a IWfessrdly authentic character. Ad miral Collgny was. for his time, an honest man, and yet he cannot be cleared of the charge of having helped Poltrot de Me.ree to murder Duke Fran cois of Guise, and of then having fibbed a le his own share in the transaction. EX GOV. GRIGGS Recognition for New Jersey and its services to the Republican party la said to be the leading motive for naming ex-Gov. w.ggs for the high est honor In the land. The a be law-yer is also said to be the choice of many wealthy heads of corporations of which his state la the home. "We shall never, In fact, get at the right way of Judging the men of the Renais utace till we understand that the good were those who murdered, lied, and forged for a cause, and the bad those Who- did these things merely for the Iture gain. William the Silent, who was hlmsolf the mark for a long series as assassins, and Anally died by the hand of one of them, was engaged In a pint to take off the Duke of Alva. Eliz abeth was fiercely angry because the jailers of Queen Mary refused to kill their prisoner. They again abstained, not so much on the ground lht the act. waa wrong, though Paulet did reject it a contrary to the laws of God and man. but from a well-grounded belief tlmt her majesty was perfectly capable of hanging them afterward. In order to vindicate her own character. I,ord Rurgblcy hart a trustworthy forger In his service and made frequent and successful use of his services. Yet ICIIxabeth deserved all the honor her subjects gave her. and Rurghlcy was a great and patriotic minister. Nor are William the Silent and Collgny to be blamed unreservedly. Both had to deal with enemies who bad no scruple and who acted without reirard to law. The gravest moralist of the time, Protes tant or Roman Catholic, agreed that It was legitimate In the private citizen to kill the "tyrant," by which they meant the man who oppressed others by vio lence and disregarded all right. We who live In times when no one can put hlmsolf above control by the state are perhaps not fair judges of their deeds or opinions. We hear of the courtly grace of this gentleman or that It was a fine cloth of gold woven to unutterable brutality. We need not be lieve every word Brantome wrote, but tie la too fully confirmed by more sober authorities to be rejected wholly. The ccomplshed gentlemen who built and lived in those beautiful chateaus did thlogs at whlrh a Hooligan would shud der. The noble Bayard gained a repu tation for superhuman virtue by, once In bis life, not acting like an unspeaka ble scoundrel to two defenseless women. The praise he earned Justly la Uie condemnation of his generation. It boasted of doing all the wiekednes mendaciously laid to the charge of our oldlers In South Africa. What, Indeed, waa not possible when the King of France could give his son, the Duke of Orleans who became King H"nry II, the lesson told In the memoirs of Vlelle vllle? Their authority Is Indeed very dubious, but they are contemporary, and the tain more than bears out Gul tot's Judgment It tolls how the duke and his gentlemen sat over the wine nd bragged of what they would do When Ihe king was dead, how they were overheard by a fool a motley fool and how he revealed It all to King Francis. Then his majesty sent for the Nontenant of the Scots' . Guard and or dered him to arrest the prince, with all his suite, and wreck the house. . The Cuke was warned In time and took hid ing In the forest, and his gentlemen galloped for the frontier, while the Sootchmen, always punctual In the dis charge of duty, smashed his furniture to amall hiu and drove his inferior do Beatles through the upper windows with halberds. Such wiis the courtly grace of those artistic ages. The sale of recent translations In Asia, Manong Khldlchian, in Arme nian, and Yanl Macrliies, a Greek, will enter Roanoke college, Halom, Va., next autamn, mad after their graduation from that Institution, will take a theo logical count In this country, with a vawto bOMBlBf mlaalonarlea In their w; ounnary. A VALID EXCUSE. Apropos Judicial Reply to a Juror's Flea for Exemption. St. I-otils Globe-Democrat : In a cer tain cane the Judge ordered the sheriff to call the roll of 35 "good men and true" selected for Jury duty. Only Tl answered to their names, and the sheriff looked somewhat inquiringly at the Judge, but the latter was calmly wiping bis glasses while he uttered the customary, "Any desiring to be excus ed from service on this Jury will now come forward." I Twenty-two men made a movement forward, and the clerk stopped in his work of noting those who had failed to respond to the summons to look in wonder at the entire venire desiriug to escape.' "Well," said the Judge, speaking to "a. long. tbhi.TJervous-lofiking young man, "why do you wish to be excus ed?" "If it please your honor," answered the aforesaid ...,n individual, "I'd like to be excused on account of illness. I'm suffering from something that might provl embarrassing to the other jur ors, and is certainly embarrassing to me." "What Is the nature of your ill ness?" asked the Judge. "Well," said the young man, best- FOR PRESIDENT- tatlngly, "I'd prefer to tell yon in pri vate. I'm somewhat delicate about speaking of it in public." "I cannot hear anything in private," responded the Judge Impatiently. "If you want to be excused you must tell me here and now what is the matter with you." "Well, If I must tell It here I have the Itch." "The Itch?" echoed the judge, and, turning to the clerk, without marking how apropos bis observation was, he said, "Mr. Jones, scratch the Juror off." FORCED TO USE WOOD. Why the Buildings of the St Louis Exposition Will Not be Made of Iron. Perhaps there Is no more striking example of the congestion In the iron trade than the decision of the St. Louis exposition managers to make their buildings of wood. This ma terial cannot be cheaper than the iron, frame and Btaff covering, and the danger of fire should be a serious deterrent from using It But the fact seems to bo that the fair manag ers cannot get structural Iron in time to complete the buildings for use nxt year. The mills have orders for many months ahead and can hardly meet time contracts already made. It is a little remarkable. In these circum stances, that there should be no great increase In the price of structural Iron. That Is said to be the policy of the trust, enforced against the pro test of Independent mills. These would like to take advantage of the congestion to raise prices. Undoubt edly that would be done, with free competition among many equal Inde pendent mills. But the trust la strong enough to force the small mills to adopt Its policy, which is ono of enligtened selfishness. Its managers believe that they wiii make more iu the long run by keeping prices at the level of a fair profit and enlarging I facilities, as fast as may be, so as to nil all orders. Minneapolis Tribune. A Deathbed Recognition. Llpplncott's Magazine: "Uncle Jim mle" was the man who had a reputation for "tightness" In business affairs, which clung to him In the entire 80-odd years of his exigence. When be was stricken with what proved to be his last illness, a neighbor came to see him who had heard be was near unto death. The family were gathered about the room In various stages of grief he had not been an over kind husband and father and the sick man lay on his bed with closed eyea and labored breathing. "Sen If be knows you," aald his wife tearfully to the neighbor, who tiptoed to the side of the bed and leaned over the occupant " 'Unt ie Jlmmle,' do you know me?" asked the neighbor gently. A deep silence hung over the room. Finally, "Unrle Jlmmle" slowly opened hi' eyes and fixed them lntcntly,on the questioner. "Know yon?" he echoed feebly. "I, reckon 1 do! Where's that gallon of vinegar yon owe me?" The neighbor had to acknowledge the recognition was complete. Not Long Enough to Spoil. Philadelphia Record: Mrs. Wigwag Does your husband keep liquor In tbe bouse? Mrs. Ounler Not very long. Fo.mer Oovernor Francis of Missouri Is regarded by admirers aa strong enough foundation for a Democratic presidential boom. "0 TE OF LITTLE r AITH !" A Bower sowed hi seed, with doubt and f ear ; "I dar not hope," be ld. "for fruitful curt ; Poor Imlh the harvest been In other 'yearn." Yet ere the August moon had waxn old Fair stnod hi fields, a waving ea of gold; ( reaped a thousandfold! I In a dark place one dropt a kindly word ; "Ho weak my voice," lie sighed, "per chance none heard Or If they did, no answering" Impulse mitred." Yet In an hour his fortunes were at etwke; One put a life In peril for his sake, flecauae that word he spake! ) "Little I have to give, O Lord, one cried . "A wayward heart lhat oft hath thee .dented; Couldrt thou with such a gift he" satis fied T" Yet when the soul had ceased Its mourn ful plaint. God took ihe love that seemed so poor and faint And from it made a saint! Christian Burke. At (he Edge of Night. BT JULIA TRUITT BISHOP. Author "Deborrah of Lost Creek," Etc. (Copyright, 1901, by Authors' Syndicate.) T HE gray day was darkening down toward cheerless night Davi.l son, of the firm of Davidson & Lirowne, would fain have escaped from the office, for the man who was coming in was a man without under standing. But he could not escape, for a hand was already on the knob of the door, so he sat still and looked intent ly at the papers on his desk. The man who came in was tall and dull and : wistful looking. "Hello, Howard," Raid Davidson, still busy with his papers. "Hello," said Howard, dropping Into a chair and leaning his albows on the arms, so that he could clasp his hands and rest his chin on them. "Sorry you're busy. Wanted to drop in and talk awhile, you know. Not professional business Just plain talk " Davidnon still considered the papers, which he had gathered, sheafwlfe, Into his hands. "It's about Dolly," said the man with out understanding, raising troubled eyeg to the back of the other's head. There might have been the slightest pause, before the other rejoined in the friendliest manner: "See what It Is to be married! You're always worrying about Dolly." "Yea, but you don't know," said Howard, hnmbly, trying to make It plain to the other man's limited com prehension. "I thought I would bring her back here among old friends, some way. It didn't matter to me. you know I could be happy anywhere with her but maybe It's different with a girl. And she did seem better for awhile but now she's going backward again." Davidson looked at the papers In his hands aa though he really could not spare a minute from his work. "How do you mean, going back ward?" he asked. "Oh, well, getting pale and still, as she was before. She always says there's nothing the matter always has said it but anybody can see there is," The chin, resting on the clasped hands, trembled weakly for a moment. The man at the desk seemed somehow conscious of that trembling, and was vaguely disquieted by it. "You're nervous, old man," he said, quietly. "Why don't you see a doctor about Dolly if you are so uneasy? That's what you want to do see a doctor. Instead of a lawyer." "That's foolishness," retorted How ard, a little warmly. "You have known Dolly longer than I have all her life, Just about. I thought you were a friend of sera though I did have to almost pull you around to the house after we came back here. I've held a kind of grudge against you the way you kept putting me off and pretending you had so many engagements you couldn't come. and then you never came back. I thought you'd see Dolly needed to be cheered but yon don't Nobody sees like a husband. I suppose. Talk about doctors I've had doctors and what do they know about something that doesn't show Itself In fevers, or some thing like that? Sometimes I think maybe It waa a mistake for Dolly to marry me." There was a dry huskiness In his trembling voice. "What nonsense you talk, Howard," aald the other, rudely. "You want as much petting and coaxing as though ! you were sick, Instead of Dolly. You go along and leav-8 Dolly to find her way back to happiness you said, didn't you? In her own way." "It's all very well to say that." said Howard, despondently. "You haven't given the thought to these things that I have. You see, I had been away for years and sh bad grown up from a little girl In short dresses while I was gone. I scarcely remember her. ex cept for her eyes I had noticed her eyes, as she was romping to and from srhool, and had thought what a stun ning woman she would make some day. Hut I came back, you know and met her the first thing you were out of town Just then, weren't you? and I was wild about her from the first It waa a short courtship and I was mar ried and went away and I was the happiest fellow! And I won'd he now If I could only get Dolly to be happy." The papers In the lawyer's hands were rustled as by a wind. He laid them down and carefully weighted them with a book. The worst of such men as Davidson, Haward say clearly, was that they grow hard of heart In Fears a Marconi Monopoly. (Berlin cable.) Prof. Slaby, who, with Count Arco, created tho Slaby Arco wireless telegraphy system, lb advocating international agroement to regulate the wireless transmission of message on the ground that otherwise the grcateat good cannot he obtained from wireless telegraphy. He says that with tho backing of British capital, Marconi may obtain a monopoly for aerial transmission, aa haa already been dona In the caaa of ocean tola-pbr- " the midst of their work. "You've never been married."' said the man without understanding, whose throat was dry. "I don't suppose you've ever been In love, even. You don't know how It is to worship a woman, and find that you that you can't make her happy. I've tried everything hon chtly 1 have. I've bought her every thing 1 thought she might fancy; and I've thrown business away to take her here and there and give her a gay time. She doesn't care for any of it She- Just Krows paler and thinner and more pa tient. I don't want her to be patient. What right has she to be patient? If she could only fly into a passion and berate me and abuse me until she couldn't think of anything more to say I'd be the happiest creature God ever made. What am I to do, Davidson? What am I tl do? His words had ended with a groan. Davidson had a wooden ruler in both bands, and was clasping it until his fingers were white; "You exaggerate the difficulty." he said, after a little. "I am not very familiar with the ways of women, but It seems to me " "As, but you know this one woman," said Howard, eagerly. "You have known her all your life and if you would but fake a little interest for my sake If you would just try to be friendly enough to help me a little" "In heaven's name, what do you want me to do?" cried the other. He tried to laugh as he said it. It was not a very cheerful laugh. "If you will only come around the house a little." petitioned the man de void of understanding. "Perhaps an outsider, one who is not especially In terested, might be able to find out what, the trouble was. or at least to divert her mind. You see. I love ber too much, and am too deadly anxious but you would be cool and collected. You know you might do It, Davidson. It wouldn't take much of your time would it. now? and think of the good you might do. Maybe she's lonely maybe she misses the friends she used to have she was a gay little thing once. I don't know what the trouble is 1 would give the world to know. Won't you help me to find out?" There was another silence. After awhile Davidson stirred a little. "So you wish to use me in making an experiment?" he said, at last, with an unexpected bitterness in his voice. "Not so much that you have always been friends with Dolly," said the oth er. "You have really neglected her since she. came back here it was not friendly at all and If you were Just to show that you had some slight inter est In her for the sake of the old days why, she used to think of you as a kind of big brother, I have no doubt and It might make her feel that she wasn't quite alone " The voice trailed off, haggard with anxiety. The man at the desk sat still. He was reading over, with frowning In tentness, for the hundredth time, the title of a' legal document neatly in dorsed on tbe back of it in his own un shaken handwriting. "You'll come up, won't you?" he heard a voice saying, after a long si lence, and roused himself, and saw the man without understanding. "Let It go now," he gasped, waving his visitor away. "I will do what I can yes surely never mind, right now, Howard we'll talk of It again." It waa the edge of the night The gray dawn had slipped over the rim of the world, and a colorless night was about to come, pierced through with arc lights like so many flaming swords Davidson sat looking out at the nearest one, white-faced, his lips colorless. "Why shouldn't I go?" he asked him self, clutching at his heart, where a dull pain throbbed. "Why shouldn't I go? See how I am dragged and driven to her why shouldn't I go, and let the world go hand?" His arms were on the desk, and he dropped his face upon yiem, shaken by the sobs which strike at a man's life. "The fates have called me I will go to her," he whispered. Then, even in the moment of self surrender, he saw the man without un derstanding sitting there, and heard him saying: "I love her too much I am too deadly anxious " The flaming sword of the arc light struck the desk, through the edge of the night When the man lifted his head, after awhile, moving painfully, like an old man. It was not difficult to see enough to write a letter If It were a short letter, life this: "Standlsh, old man, I will follow this in 24 hours aa soon as I can pack up and ship my few belongings. You are right the far west is the field for a man I will join you out there and start life over again." H5 went out with the letter and dropped It into the box at the corner. Down the street, to the east, was her home. He stood there a moment, look ing down toward It Then he went steadily back to the oillce and begin to set his affairs In order. A HOUSE WITH THIRTY ROOMS. This 1 What an American Millionaire is Advertising for In England. (London Cable) The Times of Fri day contains the following advertise ment: "Wanted to purchase by a wealthy American desirous of settling In this country ono of the stately English homes. Would give a fancy price for a really suitable place. Must con tain no less than 30 bedrooms, stab-' ling for 20 horses, a finely timbered park, and land to any extent. Good shooting Indispensable. Must not be more than two hours from London. Address Millionaire, care," etc. The well known firm of auctioneers, whoso address follows, says the would bo purchaser Is now in England and is thoroughly known to them. Thoy have strict Injunctions, however, not to reveal his name until the purchase is comploted. Thoughtful Heathen. New York Weekly: Missionary Why did you not bring your wife with you to this country? Chinese Heathen I flaldeo I die, then Mellcan man mally she, and lie bal balian, and makes she do man's work washee and scrubbee and cookee. Would Do Their Beat. Father Now, remembe,", I have for bidden you to go out with young Tom kins. Don't let ma catch you together affalB. "No, papa; well try not to." Life. SPAIN NEAR A CRISIS TRUE TMDERLYINO CAUSES OF REVOLUTIONARY FRELING Woikingmen Want a Government That Will Bring them Prosper ity and Reform at Home. Madrid letter: The tendency of all Spanish speaking nations who throw ofT the monarch ial yoke seems to be, paradoxically enough, to establish an inferior form of government From all the present trend of things here it looks today aa If General Wey ler would be more likely a year hence to be swaying the destinies of the Spanish republic that that Alfonso XIII, tbe king of the ill-omened num ber, would be sitting upon the throne of Spain. It is an easy matter to foreshadow the kind of republic at the bead of which would: be a man like General Weyler. The situation In Venezuela today is an apt suggestion of what that In Spain would be with such a mili tary dictator at its head. This is not intended to be in any way detractive of Wcyler's patriotism. Much has been said against the pres. ent queen regent, but no matter what she might do to try to popularize either herself or the young king nothing EARL CADOGAN, LORD t V "SI The threatened Fenian uprising in Ireland, foreshadowed in the catblea from Rome, promises to make things lively for the earl, who wiahaa to have the Land League suppressed in certain districts. It la believed that threatened "Castle" coercion is ity. :, ... could stem the revolutionary torrent now running at high tide throughout the country. The claim is made that Queen Chris tina prides herself upon not being a Spaniard' and upon the fact that neith er Is her son one. that ehe avoids all royal functions as far as possible, bate the national sport bull-flghting, and in no way allows the people even an opportunity to like her, If they should care to like a Bourbon. They contrast her detrimentally with Queen Amelia of Spain, woh loves a bull-flght as much as an American woman does a Sherry luncheon and who "adores" the populace. The fact is that the Spanish people, at least the massj of them, will per sist In misunderstanding the queen re gent That she is Austrian by birth Is true, that she is anything but efferves cent Is certain, but that she can be de lightfully cordial I personally know. If the truth shall ever be written about Queen Regent Christina, or rather !f historians ever discover her, she will be found one of the most remarkable characters of our day. At the time of the death of her husband, Alphonso VII, leaving her the regency of a realm of ruins, no one dreamed that she would stay and attempt to steer the ship of state through such a hopelessly turmolled sea. Everything suggested her nrompt exit and return to her na tive country, where at least peace and : friendship awaited her. But she did not apparently select the path of roses In preference to the path of thorns. In this crisis a peculiar thing hap pened. The king had left as Issue only two daughters, and the revolutionary par ty, then, as now, was speaking very strongly In favor of establishing a re public. The Royalists, in order to prevent this contingency brought forward Don Carlos de Bourbon and offered him the throne. Everything was prepared for the carrying out of this pact when a report fell like a bombshell In the camps of both Revolutionalist a and Royalists. The fact was given out that the queen was soon again to become a mother. Swords were sheathed Instantly and the most violent opponent of either side could do nothing but await the re sult like a gentleman. ' At lavt came the announcement that a king had been born and the crown of Don Carlos melted into air. The queen assumed the regency and although she was not a Victoria it is a matter of history that where she has her way in directing public affairs It has generaly been better for Spain. She certainly steered the country out of its difficulties to a position of comparative prosperity, for Just prior to the out break of the Cuban war I was greatly surprised to find Spain the rich and prosperous country that It was during the course of a tour made through the entire, peninsula. Then came, the Cuban wn' md w"h it the endless train of troubles which resulted In the laat vestige of Spain's empire In the Western hemisphere, a hemisphere which she had discovered and half populated, being torn from her. All of thia was, of course, not the fault of Queen Christina, although many of the blatant fools who know no better blamed her for It. But It was not Queen Chris tina who waa responsible for rotten Ironclads or empty arsenals when the wOrst situation of all faced Spain. This was the attitude of the United States toward her. caused by the con tinual strife In Cuba. It oama to a question of meeting one of two evils. Spain must acknowledge! herself beaten by Cuba or save bar pride by fighting the United Statea We all know that she preferred the latter.' That her rotten hulks and an tiquated batteries made the bravest prctens? at defense possible and that as a result Spain ceased to be a world power. All this brings us to the present crisis by a rather circumlocutory method, but by one which cannot be avoided by those who would watch the Bourbon dynasty in Spain, now per haps totti'i ing toward its final coHapne, through the fateful experiences of it last tiecade. The fault Is not with the Queen Re gent, or with the unfortunate littlo monarch whose worst fault, it is claim ed, is that be has been reared contrary to Spanish traditions. The downfall of Spain has been due to a certain portion of her aristocratic or privileged class, a selfish, arrogant, contemptible 8MT-cho.-bave.jeplenisb6d. tbelr own dwindling riches out of the publie treasury and as much or more to the turpitude of a servile, suborned' press. The workingman knows he haa no longer any national glory to pay and suffer for. The glory of Spain haa flown and he knows it, so be turns to something real He finds that tlinea are hard and therefore he wants to change the management and substitute a more up-to-date system. The stream of gold from the West stopped long ago, but the illusion of it remained antll UNTENANT OF IRELAND responsible for alleged Fenian yesterday. Now the enchanter's wsmeV Is broken, and Is there any wewfor that the Calabran or Catafonlaa peas ant refuses to pay his octrlo or (hat the Barcelona workman wants Uvktg wages? There has always been a strong dem ocratic vein in the make-up of the Spanish peasant He Is unlettered and Li at makes him harder to deal with when his worst passions are rowed. He understands that the professional politicians never go hungry and baa a shrewd guess at the reason why. In pulling down the monarchical system he sees no use of substituting one la which the professional politician will still play the same role. He nee he would prefer, if possible, to have the socialistic rule follow the dynastic. ' The rank and file of the people know little of politics and of that fact Wey ler and others are well aware and also that naturally a dictator will be the first necessity called into existence by any great political an'd social up heaval. FVom present appearances It wonld appear that the crisis cannot long he. delayed and those who desire the best of things for Spain wish that It would happen and be over. With a settled and satisfactory government the Gar den of Europe Is still capable of main taining a large and prosperous popula tion and may long continue to fee, aa, It long has been, a home of art and col-t ture and a center of large production and trade. BERYL GODOH. COULDN'T HAVE THE OZBX. Her Father an Expert on Husband ing of Energy. Chicago Record - Herald: "Not much," said the self-made Mr. Sarad dington; "you can't have her!" He brought his fist down hard upon bis desk as he said these cruel words, and Alfred le Barron Crosby staggered back like one who looks at the tape just after he has invested his first t&OO on a tip for a sure rise In C, A. and G. He had hoped fondly hoped that his well-known habits of sobriety and the highly moral life he had aways led would have served to win for him the favor of the sturdy old captain of In dustry whom he now faced. He had gone into John II. Spuddlngton's pri vate ofllce feeling that he waa about to carry out a mere formality. He could not have been more surprised or pained therefore, if, instead of saying a word In reply, the old man had dashed a bucket of cold watnr over him. When he could speak the astonished lover said: "Bu-but, Mr. Spuddi'ngton, I hope you know that I have, always been cir cumspect In my habits." 'If circumspect means O. K." the beautiful girl's father anawerei, "I know It." "Permit me, sir. to draw your atten tion to the fact I may say the Impor tant fact that I was third In my HasM at college.' t "That's nil right I suppose, a far. m It goes." , , "I came of a proud old family, Mr. Sptiddlngt.on. I can trace my ancestry hack to" "Anybody that waste's time tracln' his ancestry back these daya can't butt ahead very far. This Is no time for. going back unless there'e money In tij and there's another thing I'll tell yon. That letter you wroto yesterday aayln't you was eomln' to see me at Chicago.', Illinois. Any fool that waste'a tlanm wrltin' out Illinois when It wonld g just as wen u ne maae an I and a jar ain't the boy for my girl. l a in a hurry tola aarnln', 'I ! Hi 1 1 8 i ' t s ' I
