T
HERB," said Marlowe to bis
Wife, tossing a letter Into her lap,
"I hope we have seen the li3t of
v "From Koger," said Mrs. Marlowe,
with a sigh.
Then she read these linen:
"Here I am at Flagstaff, Arl., and
Within two weeks I start with three
other good men and true ou a prospect
ing tour. One of the men says lie
knows of a mine of marvelous richness,
once worked by Indians or Aztecs, or
ome long forgotten beggars of an
tiquity. Perhaps he's a liar you know
X don't place much faith in hum iu na
turebut the other men say that he has
shown up nuggets as big as your
thumb, so there may be something In
It Imagine me as a millionaire! I
bare a present in mind for Milly. At
any rate this is touch and go with mo.
I've been down on my luck so long that
if I don't strike It rich now I'll leave
my bones In the mountains."
"Poor fellow," said Mrs. Marlowe,
trying to wipe away a tear, uuobstrv
ad. "Poor humbug!" roared her husband,
avagely. "If anything shows the de
generacy of woman it Is her fondness
for rascality. Itoger is a liar aud a
cheat and you know It, yet you have
always an excuse for bis follies and au
apology for his crimes."
"He has been unfortunate," she be
gan. "Unfortunate," lie Interrupted, "In
that he was not killed long ago in bis
escapades or jailed for bis villainies.
He might hare then been saved from
ome punishment In the next world:"
"Of course I know," she returned,
with a pitiful attempt at fairness, "that
he has not been exactly good, but you
must consider his disposition. He Is so
Impetuous, go careless, that he never
tops to think of the consequences of
his actions."
"How logical and at the same time
how touching," retorted Marlowe, bit
terly. "He Is only a mere child of 32.
not old enough to know the difference
between right and wrong. So careless
that he has twice written another
man's name to notes that I have been
compelled to pay; so impetuous that he
has been four times in hiding for as
saulting people who were wicked
enough to thwart bis cheating. He
thinks so little of the consequences of
hi actions the dear child! that he has
been false to every promise and deeeiv-'
ed every man or woman who trusted '
him."
, "O, Walter!" she cried, entreatingly.
"Dare you deny it? Shame ou jou
to waste tears or regrets on this dis
grace to humanity. Of what value are
love, charity, kindness, and benevolence
when bestowed on a monster and with
held from real suffering? I have never
heard you become sentimental over the
woes of the poor washerwoman on the
back street with a criplel son and a
daughter little better than an idiot; you
are not noted for your charity or visit
ing the sick; but Koger! In possession
of perfect health and all his senses, but
Without a single good trait, a villain
"Who never did an honest deed!-Pah!"
be wound up In utter disgust.
Pretty Mrs. Marlowe buried her face
In her handkerchief, and had nothing
to say. In fact, there was nothing she
could say. The small portion of fair
ness and common sense she possessed
acknowledged that Koger, her hand
some cousin, was a thorough villain,
and a curse and a burden to every one
he met; that he had fleeced her hon
est, manly husband; that she would be
happier If she never saw the scoundrel
again and yet?
Meanwhile Marlowe was pacing the
floor and when be came to a halt In
front of her his face was set with reso
lution. "Now, Mllly, listen to me," he said,
sternly. "I know that you have written
to blm. That must stop. Yon have
sent him money. Send no more. I will
not argue; I will command. One word
of correspondence, one cent of mouey,
that goes from you to him will mark
ur separation."
"Walter," she cried, rising to ler
fast, and clasping ber bands in hor
ror, "yon do not mean that?"
"Yea, I do, every word. I hate, de
spite, and loathe the man; bis presence
la a taint The wretch would sell your
latter If he could raise money In no
ether way. I will write to blm, and I'U
warrant he wilt not show my letter. He
wRt get no more money, and you shall
tabs none of bis. If be becomes a bill
ionaire. If you commnnlcste with blrn
I Will leave you; If he comes to see you
I iak I will kill him."
C'jsns nan might bare been touched
' ft It'J Jaactare by the aspect of Mrs.
, f "jm tm naad faint, bat Mr. Mar
M too tharoaghly angry to be
1 tr any eaoaa. Bat be raised
t f inssjs and laid bar on a
TCTl wcSsI ana ana bags to
open her eyes, and then he left her to
write a letter to Koger Arnott that
would sting bis soul to silence.
Apparently It did, since no word
came from the ne'er-do-well for six
months, and then arrived a box ad
dressed to Mr. Walter Marlowe.
The servant brought the express
man's book to Mrs. Marlowe to sign,
and told her that the box was In the
ball.
She went to look at it with Inward
quaking, although it was a prosaic
wooden affair, and might have come
from Hoboken. But her presentiment
was correct. In the upper left hand
corner was rudely printed: "From Rog
er Arnott, Tombstone, Arizona."
"Is it for me?" she asked qulvering-
iy.
"No, ma'am; it's for Mr. Marlowe."
"Thank goodness! I mean let it lie
there, and give It to him when he comes
home."
Then she hurried away and hoped
that her husband would not tell her
what the box contained, while at the
same time she was burning to know.
Mr. Marlowe made no remark on the
subject until after dinner, and then he
said, with an ominous frown:
"A box came from ttie rascal to day."
"Yes," she assented, afintiy.
"A present for you, I suppose. After
all I have said!"
"Please don't." she said, with a half
frighteued shrinking away from him.
'"Keally, I have bad nothing to do with
it. I never wrote to him, or sent word
in any way, after what you said."
"Of course not," he said, with open
eyes. "My dear, I don't suspect you of
deception only of feminine weakness.
I blame Itoger for his audacity, i,fter
my distinctly telling him that he must
send you nothing. However, It shall
go back."
"But," she corrected, mildly, "the box
Is directed to you; perhaps the present
is yours."
He frowned vexatlously over this
suggestion and then, rising impatiently,
snld; "Let us see."
The box was brought Into the library
and put on the table. When opened It
disclosed a lot of straw on which lay a
letter.
Marlowe tore it open contemptuously
ind read with rising wrath:
"Dear Old Boy I know you ordered
me to not write to you or Cousin Milly,
but I never promls-ed to abstain. I have
a habit of having my own way, you
know.
"You will be delighted to hear that
I did not succeed in locating the mine.
After a month of horrible hardship one
man died and we three survivors gut
back just as poor as we started, and
reduced to skeletons in flesh. No one
welcomed us; in fact, no one seemed to
care, one way or t'other. But we got
mouey somehow, and as fools never
learn by experience we three started
out again.
'This time we actually found a mine,
or at any rate struck a rich lead of ore;
so rich that I might have been ft mill-'
lonaire If I could have got the stuff out
of the mountains. The ore was almost
as soft as clay, and we had shoveled
up I don't know how many tons when
a cursed band of Indians swept down
on us, killed my two chums, and took
me prisoner."
"O, heaven!" cried Mrs. Marlowe.
'I had better sot read any more,"
said Mr. Marlowe, gravely. "Why does
he tell all this, anyhow?"
She gave him a reproachful glance
and said: "Do go on."
He bad been scanning the following
pages and now looked up with a trou
bled face.
"This Is too horrible," he muttered.
Then, with sudden resolution, he read
rapidly.
"The devils dragged me around with
them for a week or more, and then
tortured me In a fashion that I believe
to be unique. They brought me to a
place beside a running stream and set
up a poet on its verge. On a flat rock
near by they laid out a quantity of
Jerked meat, and then they spiked my
left hand to the post snd left me."
Marlowe looked at his wife. Her eyes
had a half glassy stare and every ves
tige of color left her face, but she mo
tioned blm to go on.
"It Is too dreadful to give In detail.
When you are calmer you can read It
yourself If you care to do so. I will
give you the substance. For two days
he suffered agonies of thirst and hun
ger In addition to the heat and the pain
in his hand He could not pull up the
slake or get the spike out of the wood,
and on the third day are you sure you
wont to bear It?"
"Yes-yes.,"
"With his bunting knlfa be severed
bis hand at the wrist It was the only
way to escape from the Imprisonment,
and between death and "
He stopped and caogbt bit wife as
ha pitched forward,
"What a fool I waa U gratify bar
curiosity," he said sharply to himself.
"The villain! He seems always des
tined to cause ber pain. And to think
that he lived through all that sgony and
can write about It In this strain! The
devil takes care of bis own."
Meanwhile he was chafing her hands,
and when she revived he was a bo at to
help her from the room, when she push
ed blm away and ran to the table.
"The boxthe box," she cried, fever
ishly. "Let me see It!"
"The box? See-what?" be asked,
wondering If she had gone mad.
"Don't you know can't you under
stand?" she exclaimed with an impa
tient stamp. "He has sent usyou
something. I want to see It."
"A piece of mineral, perhaps some
of the ore for which he paid so dearly,"
he replied. "Of what consequence Is It?
To-morrow will be time enough. You
bad better go to bed nqw."
"You'll drive me crazy," she said,
trying to push him aside. "If you will
not look at It "
"There, there," he said, soothingly.
"You shall see It. What a foolish girl
you are. I believe the fellow has hyp
notized you, or rather charmed you
like a snake. To be anxious to see
some trifling "
lie checked himself with a gasp.
A misshapen package came to view,
too light for ore no form. An indefina
ble shudder ran through his band and
up his arm as he slowly unrolled the
casings aud then dropped on the table
a human hand.
Koger's left hand complete, even to
the silver ring on the little finger, shriv
eled and wan, distorted at the palm, the
fingers drawn in as if clutching some
thing, aud the muscles of the wrist
stump haggled and discolored with
blackened blood. A hideous object at
the best to be displayed In a civilized
house and doubly repellant when con
nected with Ks taking off.
For the space of a minute neither
spoke and it seemed as If the thing had
been a serpent to charm them. Then
the woman touched It shlveringly, aud
that broke the spell.
"What hideous prank Is this?" cried
the man, passionately. "The fellow
would Jest with Satan himself! Ill
burn the thing."
"Wait!" said the wife, picking up the
letter, ."lie must have had some mo
tive. See! He says: 'My dear cousin,
I pray you take good care of this part
of me. It Is my left hand I never did
much harm with that. Keep it as a me
mento until I come to claim It. Then
I trust you will not refuse me my prop
erty.' "
Marlowe smiled grimly.
"He seeks to torment me and per
haps work on my sympathies," he said,
with recovered nerve. "Is there no
postscript asking for money? I nm
surprised! But that will come later.
Weil, I will gratify your precious cous
in; I will keep his hand. It wljl make
a novel ornament for the library ta
ble." "How can you be so heartless?" she
cried.
"My dear, what will you have? Am
1 not carrying out bis wishes? Shall I
bury It in the cellar, or put It In a safe
deposit vault at bank? He Is evidently
proud of what most men would want to
forget. It is an eccentric notion and
I'll humor It. I can be eccentric, also.
Let It lay where It has fallen."
"I cannot bear to look at It," she
moaned.
"You need not," he responded, cold
ly. "There is no necessity for your vis
it lug this room. Please to remember
also that you brought this on yourself.
Had you been less Inquisitive I would
have opened the box aud thrown the
thing away, and you would have been
none the wiser. But you would not
have It so. Now let It lie. 1 forbid you
to touch It as you have already," he
added, quickly.
"You will keep It?" she stammered.
"Of course; at least until be sends
for it."
"But he says he will come for it."
"He had better not. 1 have warned
him that he must not enter these door.
When be wants his hand he may sen!
for It; if he comes In person well, he
knows what will happen to blm."
8he looked at blm with swimming
eyes and then went slowly out of the
room, saying, "jPoor Koger."
The hand laid on the table ns Mar
lowe had promised a hideous paper
weight, at which no one cared to look
twice except Marlowe! He took a grim
delight In gazing at the thing, examin
ing the nail hole In the palm, and trying
to get off the ring, which resisted all
bis efforts. Then be would Indulge In
frequent speculations over the owner
of the hand.
"Ha Is well punished, tba rascal, but
I cannot Snd It In my heart to pity him.
Many an honest nan has suffered mora.
And K la not much low to him, what
avar tba laconraalaaoa. Ha nukes a
I living by scheming and cheating and
his mutilation will be a sympathetic
aid. I suppose be sent me this hand to
horrify and torment me. Well, he miss
ed his guess."
But Mrs. Marlowe was not so philo
sophical. She never got over ber horror.
! and kept ber word by not entering the
library. She would not even talk about
1 it, aud soon Koger's name was no more
beard between these two.
Thus matters stood for four or five
months, until one day toward the end
of January when they were sitting at
dinner.
Mr. Marlowe had been particularly
vivacious, having made some specially
good business deal that morning, and It
was some time before be noticed that
bis wife was nervous and abstracted. t
"Well, what Is the "matter r"he 'asked,"
at length. "Has the milliner disap
pointed you?"
"You think I am a child," she replied,
with a pout. "I'll not tell you."
He laughed In an Irritating way until
she was piqued Into speaking.
"I saw Roger to-day."
"What! Has be dared " There
was danger of bis sweeping everything
off the table In his excitement "After
all I have told you!"
"Don't be hasty," she returned, with
a little ring of resentment In ber tones.
"I did not speak to him or be to me; In
fact I doubt If be saw me."
"Yet be came to see you?"
"There you go again with your Infer
ences. How do you know he did? He
may have been looking for you."
"For me? Tell me about It" be de
manded, Impatiently.
"There is not much to tell," she an
swered, slowly. "I was coming down
stairs when I saw Roger In the lower
hall. He went Into the library, and I
well, you know I never go In there; so I
called Susan and told her that there
was a vislor In the library."
"And what did he want?"
"He wasn't there."
"He wasn't there?"
"No. There was no one In the library.
Wasn't that strange?"
"Not at all. Y'ou were simply mis
taken." "No, sir," she protested. "I saw him
as plainly as I see you. Haven't I seeu
him often enough to know blm?"
"Too often," be retorted blunt!.
"Well, I'm going to investigate this af
fair." Which he did, but to no effect. No one
had seen Koger except Mrs. Marlowe;
no one had admitted a visitor that day
or let any one out
"It was an optical delusion," said
Marlowe, with a laugh. "Such things
are not uncommon, and generally mean
biliousness."
"A delusion?" Mrs. Marlowe laughed,
too, but nervously. "Perhaps It was,
but I'm sure I have not felt at all 111.
Perhaps " Theu she shuddered aud
became so distraught that Marlowe,
who dearly loved his pretty, foolish
wife, gave up all idea of going out and
stayed at home to keep her company.
He took up the latest magazines and
read bits here and there, she ran over
some new music on the piano, aud be
tween whiles they chatted, until a
charming evening was developed.
"I declare," said Marlowe, at length,
looking at his watch, "It is 11 o'clock.
How time does fly when a man is In
love!"
Mrs. Marlowe blushed charmingly
and laid her dimpled hands on Li-t
shoulder. Then she gave a terrible cry
and pointed to the hull with a shaking
finger.
Marlowe turned like a flash and saw
or dm lie see itoger s mocking race
peering In from the semi-darkness? ?
With a fierce Imprecation he dashed
Into the hall and in a few minutes
came back with a bewildered face.
"You you saw it?" she whispered in
a faint voice.
"I thought I saw something," he ad
mitted, reluctantly, "but I was mis
taken. It was the shifting of the gas
light on the curtains."
"No, no," she insisted, clinging closer
to him. "It was he Koger."
"How could It be?" he demanded
sharply. "Still," be added with a frown,
"It uiay be after all. It would le In
keeping with his malicious spirit to con
ceal himself and play these baby tricks.
If I catch him "
At that moment the door bell sounded
with a clung that caused Mrs. Marlowe
to utter a little scream, snd Marlowe,
In spite of his habitual self-command,
gave a nervous sturt. Then he recover
ed himself and went to the door to re
ceive a telegram.
He glanced at Its contents as be came
Into the parlor aud would have bid it
from bis wife, but she was too quick for
blm end read It over bis shoulder:
'Tombstone, Ariz., Jan. 23, 1HX. To
Walter Marlowe: Koger Arnott killed
to-day In quarrel. Shall we ship body?
"H. B. CURZON, Liberty Hotel."
"He Is dead!" site exclaimed wildly.
"And yet I saw blm you saw blm!"
"Come, come," be said, checking her
evident tendency to hysterical alarm.
"We will talk this over to-morrow
when you have become calmer."
"But you will send for you will take
care that be "
"Yes, yes; I will attend to all that.
Don't talk any more to-night."
She submlttid to lelng led away to
ber room, and when be had seen her
safely bestowed he returned to the li
brary and wrote a letter to "n. B. Cur
zon," giving directions for the decent
burial of Koger's body, and prepared It
for dispatch next day.
As be arose to retire bis eye csught
Roger's band, and the strangest feeling
came over him, as of something cold
creeping up his back, until he felt as If
standing la a current of damp air. It
required a rigorous effort for blm to
overcome this weakness, yet somehow
ba could not bring himself to touch the
band, and sfter a moment apent In pro
tasting with blmaelf against bis weak
ness, be laid tbe letter on the table and
went to bed.
It was some time In the middle of the
night that he was awakened by his
wife.
"What Is the matter?" he asked.
"Why are you sitting up In bed?"
"I bear something." he replied, with
quivering lips. "I have been listening
for a long time, and It Is driving me
crazy."
"You have a nervous spell," he said,
holding her reassuringly.
"No, I am not Imagining I hear it
Something is moving around the house
as if searching for something. I hear it
above and below aud on the stairs. It
Is walking walking and Oh, If It
should come In here!"
To bis dismay be saw her eyes dilate
agalu'while her face became deathly
pale. He was out of bed In au Instant.
"Moving around, is It?" he said, going
to the closet for his revolver. "I'll make
It move If I meet it."
"No, no," she pleaded, following him
and holding him fast. "I shall go mad
If you leave me alone."
"Mllly, for heaven's sake! There
there I'll not go. Wait. Let us listen.
1 hear nothing; do you?"
"Nothing," she said, after listening
Intently.
"You see you were mistaken."
She shook her head In mute protest,
but after a while consented to lie down
again. He sat up and smoked a cigar
by the BrejJuce, keeping bis ear
pricked up, but heard nothing. Finally
sleep overcame him aud he returned to
bed.
Once he thought he heard a noise, a
faint rustling below, and once he was
awakened by his wife's troubled moan
ing In her sleep.
. In tbe morning she arose with him,
something unusual for her, and they
went downstairs together. She made
no comment ou the happenings of the
night, but to his surprise she walked to
the library and directly to the table.
"Look!" she said, with a little cry of
terror.
The letter he had written was lying
as he had left It, but on the envelope
was faintly scrawled "Koger."
'nd the hand!" she cried. "It is
gone! I knew it I knew It!"
"You knew?" he questioned, wondnr
Ingly. "It was Koger. He was looking for
his hand!" Chicago Tribune.
Ul LEGITIMATE GOLD BRICKS.
Their Sale at the United States Ana
Oflice in Wall Street.
Beneath stout bars guarding a wide,
arched window of the United Sta:es
army oflice Id Wall street thousands
of dollars' worth of little gold bricks,
tbe honest and true kind, kiss every
day from Uncle Sam's coffers to the
hands of Jewelers and bankers. And
all that Uncle Sam charges for tbe
exchange Is 4 cents on $1)0 dollars
for the large bars find 5 cents on $100
for the small ones.
For the week ending July 28 the gold
bars (they did not csill them bricks
In the nnsay office) exchanged for gold
coin amounted to ?r.,7t0.17. This Is
a small figure compared with what the
office has done ou a busy day. Once,
six or seven years ago, when a largo
quantity of gold was to be shipped to
Europe, the a-ssay oflice exchanged
$8,000,000 Into bars.
The liars Uncle Sam dispenses arc ol
two general sizes, the $3,000 size for
the bankers, aud the $1.10 size for Jew
elers, tbe small size being about as
Inch aud a quarter long, thrce-quurtcrt
wide, and j-crhups half an Inch or I(s
lu thicknesN. Very of.teu they run up
to flX) or even more in value. Theii
size adapts them to the size of the
Jeweler's crucible. As for the bunker,
he docs not melt his gold; he contents
liimself with shipping it back and fortt
acros the ocean.
A remarkable feature of this ex
change of legal tender for gold tars
Is that one cun not always got just
the amount he wishes. If a Jeweler
or a lwinker wishes $1J,M. in gold bul
lion, Uncle Sam gives blm as near that
amount as he possibly can. It may be
$0,970.50 or $10,0;o.30, because the
bars vary In size and weight, and
practically all of them have odd cent!
In their value. Two bars the casblci
bunded out one day this week wort
stamped $531.70 and $123.10.
In buying gold bars the purchase
first tells the cashier at the assay of
fice how much he wishes; the cashlei
comes as near this amount as be cac
with the bars on hand, and then th
purchaser goes next door, to the sub
treasury, where he deposits his legal
tender, gold certificates, greenbacks, or
gold coin, for tlie amount designated
by the assay office catthliT ns the near
est to the desired amount, receiving
therefor a certificate which, upon pre
sentation at the assay office, insures the
delivery of tlie bars. But before they
may be taken away the recipient must
sign for them lu the register wh!cb
lies open beneath the lwirs of the wide
arched window. New York Post.
Sim I'mleralood Them.
1-re Is an extract from a girl's essay;
"IV. .pie are composed of boys and girls,
also men and women. Boys lire good
till they grow up and get married. Men
who don't get married are no good
either. Girls arc young women who
will be ladies when they graduate. Boys
ore an awful bother; want everything
they see except soap. If I hud my way
half the boys would be girls and the
oilier half dolls. My mamma Is a wom
an and my pa Is a hoy. A woman Is a
grown-up girl with children. My pa l
such a nice man that I guess be must
have been a girl when he was a little
boy."
When a woman who has chased a
man wins what she started out for, it
has a very unhappy tendency to a
courago atbara.
PAGAN RITES IN SCOTIA.
Many ScottUh Cuatoaas that Orii
nated la Superstition.
Nearly all travelers In central Afrlci
have referred to the curious custom!
prevalent among all pagan native tribei
of driving quantities of nails into sa
cred trees and other objects that bavt
been adjudged worthy of veneration,
and this not in malice, but as a religion
rite, the nails In question being intend
ed an votive offerings. F.xactly the ssm
thing may be witnessed to-day at th
sacred well of St. Maebruha, In Locr
Maree, Kossshire, where is an anclem
oak tree studded with countless ualll
of all sizes, the offerings of Invalid pil
grlms who came to worship and b
cured, says a writer In Stray Stories.
Pennies and half pennies aiso are U -be
seen in enormous quantities drivel
edgewise In tbe tough bsrk, and I
friend of the writer's who visited th
spot some little time back dlscoveret
In a cleft high up lu the trunk what hi
took to be a shilling. On being extract
ed, however, it proved to be counter
felt. Probably the donor, finding thai
he could get no value for bis coin ll
the natural world, concluded be might
as well try, as a last resort, what effeo
It might have on the spiritual.
Of course, the Kor cottars and otb
era who flock to St. Maebruha wltl
their nails and their pence do not for t
moment admit that they are asslstlni
at a pagan ceremony. But they moi
undoubtedly are. Well worship has al
ways occupied an Important place I
paganism, and the sacred oak, befor
which each pilgrim must thrice knea
ere humbly presenting bis offering
what is it but an obvious survival of
the sacred groves of Dnildlcal times?
I,
THE fW OF CAMPING OUT.
More and more popular is camp lifi
becoming each year, says Country Lift
in America. With those who go lnti
the deep woods In quest of big garni
and fish the camp life Is, after all, tin
real attraction, and not the mere da
sire to kill. But where one can maki
these trips there are thousands wh
cannot. 1'or these there are peaecfu
rivers, wood-girt bikes and ponds am
beautiful spots on the shores of OH
Neptune available for quite as charm
Ing a two-weeks' outing beneath can
vus. In making up a camping party
choose you such congenial spirits ai
shall be fonwworn to philosophies
optimism.
And let there be u wag uiuong them
who, catching the humor of every sit
uatlon, puts to flight all thought 01
discomfort. A level site near a Bprlni
with plenty of shade, a pleasant shea
of water with good fishing, pine bought
for a bed and driftwood for a fire
and who would trade his life for I
king's patrimony? How delicious th
fish flavored with the pungent tunyk
of the fire! How rarely satisfying tht
simple bill of fare, and how few, afta
all, are the needs of this life! Youn
Is the Joy and happy freedom of th
gypsy and vagalwud. You have be
come a species of civilized barbarian
aud It Is gotxl. Sunshine or shower
what matters it? You Like wbai
comes and give thanks, and If you an
of the right sort some of the beaut;
of each Is absorbed into your ver;
nature. days, lazy days, but hap
py days, are the days iu trump, llaj
and mishap will don the jester's cai
and bells and parade through uicuiorj
many u time during the after mouthy
BANKRUPTS IN LIVERY.
Curioua I.ana Once ICnforced In n
gland and Scotland.
At one time Knglund and Scotland
bankrupts were compellled to wear I
distinctive dress. This was a resuh
of enactments passed at various Umei
In Scotland from the year It JO to lo88
The Kdluburgh Court of Sessions sped
fled the dress to be of parti-color, oue
half yellow and the other brown, some
thing after the style of the dress now
worn In English prisons by the Wornl
class of prisoners, (hose who have at
tempted to escape or been guilty
murderous assaults on officers. Th
enactment also provided that the bank
rupt should be exhibited publicly In tie
market place of his town for a perlo
of two hours and then sent away, con
demned to wear the dress until suet
time as he had' paid his debts or sorai
one else had done It for him.
Although this was a period of lawi
which can only be described as fero
clous, this law was such an outragi
on public sentiment that In 1088 It wai
so far repealed that the wearing of th
dress was only compulsory In casa
In which fraud bad been proved, or
curiously enough, If the bankrupt ha
been convicted of smuggling. Tb
same practice was legal, but not gen
erally In force In Kngland down to tlx
year 1X.TI. The Idea wus, of course, tc
warn persons who might have giver
credit that the bankrupt was not abl
to pay, but popular sentiment soon rec
ognized thut It was wholly unfair tc
Jvipose excessive penalties ou a mat
who might have become bankrupt
through no fault of his own, snd, at
usual, when the law became contrarj
to public feeling It ceased to be op
eratlve.
Higher than King.
"I have played cards enough to be
come fairly familiar with whist slang,"
said oue American financier, "hut I
don't quite see why you refer to ai
ace as a Plerpont Morgan."
"Because," replied the other, "It'
bigger than a klng."Londoa Answer
According to statistics, out of eack
1,000 people In love sixteen beeomt
hopelessly waana. Tba other M art
only tanrparartiy out of thatr bead.
