CHAPTER XH— (Continued.) "Nona, my dear child, are you there? The lamp Is very dim, Is It not? I don’t see you.’’ called the sleepy voice of lira. Heathcote, waking me from a rapturous dream of wonderment and Joy. And at the same moment the Rector entered, full of apologies for his long absence. "I couldn't get away,” he explained, with quite unnecessary elaboration. "These poor things like to talk out all their troubles, and they are very long winded. You can't cut them short— to do that would be to ruin your repu tation for sympathy. Nona, my dear, let ns have some tea, If you please. I am afraid It is the Dean's tea-full of pernicious tannin by this time. It is a quarter to ten o’clock”—taking out his watch. "Why”—staring round him In bewilderment—“what has become of the child? I could declare I saw her sitting there In her black gown when 1 came In. What queer trick have my eyes played me now?” "Mias Bran scorn be has Just left the room,” I said, coming to the front; "and, Mrs. Heathcote—Mr. Heathcote— will you both give me your good wishes. I—we—I—that Is—Miss Braus cotnbe Nona-” The Rector was staring at me open mouthed as I floundered awkwardly through my speech. Mrs. Heathcote’.s womanly Instincts were quicker. I saw it in her face, and. crossing over to her side, took her hand In mine. "She has made me the happiest fel low in the world.” I said. "Won't you congratulate me?” "You—you!” exclaimed the Rector, red in the face with astonishment, as the truth flashed upon him. "The dickens; I thought It was that scamp Charlie!” "So did I,” I could not help saying; and then we all laughed heartily to gether. Miss Elmslie came In In the midst of our mirth. Mr. Heathcote hastened to explain. "My dear Miss Elmslie, have you been as blind as the rest of us? Here has Fort been making bis running whilst we have been watching the other horse!” "What do you mean?” asked she. "That I am going to ask you to re ceive me Into the family, Miss Elms lie,’’ I put in. "Nona Is willing to bo of-llvery bat round and round In hie hands. "I thought It might be of conse* queaeo, air," he commenced respect fully. Then, as I closed the door on the girl, he came close to me and whis pered—"It's all right. I've been over to Colonel Egerton’s, and shall have the warrant the first thing In the morn Ing." "The warrant?" I echoed, aghast. "Yes; prompt action Is the only thing," responded the brisk detective, "The arrest will be made before ten o'clock." "Arrest!” Fortunately my back wai turned to the light, and Wlddrlngton could not see my scared face. "Surely this Is an extreme measure!” "Extreme!" answered the detective, "It's the only course. If we are to lay hands on the will at all. Afterwards It run be bushed up by the family refusal to prosecute and so on. But Intimidation Is the only line at pres ent, and In the circumstances the will we must have. She doesn’t know where it is of that I am sure. It has not been made way with—criminals seldom do thBt sort of thing; it shuts the door behind them, you see. We'll put on the thumbscrew, and it will come out, never fear’’—with an odious chuckle. CHAPTER XIII. I sat down, faint and dizzy. There stood the detective, eager, triumphant, and no doubt utterly astonished and disappointed at my want of apprecia tion Of his success. “The charge Is for concealing,” he went on. "I thought It better to take that line.” "I suppose so," I assented dully. I was ransacking my brains for a way of escape. My darling In the clutches of this liarpy of the law! It was Intolera ble— impossible! A wild Idea of brib ing him—of throwing myself upon his mercy, crossed iny half-distracted mind. Something must be done. "I have telegraphed for more men,” said Wlddrlngton—"half a dozen of them In case of re-(stance, you know. They can come down by the night mall." An army of constables against one poor little trembling woman! What on earth was the man thinking of? "lie'll probably show fight," went on *'£H15 HAS MADE ME THE HAPPIEST FELLOW IN THE WORLD." I SAID. my wife—will you let me bo your cousin?" “|a this true?” *he exclaimed la trrathltaa wonder. "Oh. I was never to glad of anything In my life”—cl.iap lug her bands. "Receive you? Of court* I will. I mu*t go to th* dear s hi Id at once," ‘ It's the n<» intlifactory way out of all our difficulties." Mr. Heatltcotr* declared, when I had laid my position fully before him. ‘It has relieved iu> mind of a great load of nnilety. I iou'.d nut have lorn* to we the dear Ctrl married to that other fellow. Au I bow I tuppo»e *«■ must give up forest Ian. I am sorry about the old place tan. If the wilt '• “Let It go." I ta d hastily, recalled to the remembrance of all th* imtitl' j Involved In that unhappy subject. * Mr Tlllott would Uh» to speak to yon, air." announced a meld, as I ■ -'estil the hall led ruitm candlestick In hand ’Who on earth Mr tlllot ?" | m gttiffd *|t'i t>m groom itr. He *«nta t> !»• v*hi aiK>u’ a letter he found in th* foi'Hf., he tayf " “Ob, yew at righ * Was is it h*f I »< #4 u'm »v I ti<. u Ik« | hit uni. * a t tUs latter; It !»*«’ p*%» * e a fle.sly tv; id mi turn** sinew itoat s It mi my gwii Lfvrv *> esgtam t i wit i A i t “ft f if wail.*.* In the aft..if, ri ic iih h.* vs* |itry to d sturh * » «# Ut«." “JwM •» high is lb- stud*' 11m gui tain Id m 19 lb* d * 1 ft eii bpen a>d M< flllu' " so it ana lag it m a ti n •« k a mu* the detective. "He? Who?” I stammered. "Why, the criminal!** answered wid dringtun, "The -tlio criminal!" I repeated after him blankly. The man give me a quick critical look. That 1 had been dining, and dining not wisely, but too well, was evidently the conclusion he arrived at. Nothing else could account for my In tense stupidity, "The criminal Mr f'harlei lirans combs," be emphasised. "It’s a clear case, and an uncommon clever game, | too ivrsonailuu of his cousin, Mt*» Itranscumhe somUrful lih«n«*»* at all time*- fair hair, slight Agurw—llhe • girl s no hair on face- no wonder you were taken In’'- meaningly. "Lady's nitld In the plot, supplied all the rig •ml etc., and gave the tip into the t»ar sain t nrommenly well managed tMonishing hew the young fellow get* ov*r the w«me*« 'hey r* all ready to go down on their knees and to sell 'hr!. ul« for him every tut of them A* fur this one -** Wovlssi'i ' 1 via> tiiait'd hr at ft a ot a over from my stupe fax tun snT • » tee daylight t trough the whole th.ag "W* ' returned the es groom, with I h * nh 11.wag s.Mus t soft on the . tea genet »Uy, y»u see dotal want ] tnwch count tig tn |t the whole isl unt i • Know* it oh is a * out the will she he > tteved At Hiaau-«U> only wasted to fooh at l> she set* He told h*r so and she thought ft hard ti«*s that he nan ad aflueed t*» t> to 'he iso* ! nf to be at bt« nsi te * f.u»r*l An* neves ebpps*Md that be wastvd to get held d the will tlN(«t!i< 1 And - what wv've got to do is to make him hand It over. But”—breaking off in his rapid explanation—"I told you ail this In the letter 1 gave you this evening. Didn’t you read it? Bless my soul! You haven’t dropped it?’’—as I rum maged fruitlessly in one pocket aftee another. "You haven't lost it?” "It’s not here! No, I did not read it. Stay—I may have left it in the draw ing-room; wait here whilst I see, I will be back directly.” Mrs. Heathcote and Miss Elmslie ha l not yet retired. Lights were full on in the drawing-rcom, contrary to the vir tuous early habits of the household, and the two ladles were seated side by side on a couch by the fire, discussing over and over again the wonderful sur prise of the evening. ’ What is it?” asked Mrs. Heathcote, rising to assist my search. “A letter? No, there is no letter here. Eliza must have seen it if it had been left on the tea-table, and she never takes letters or papers away—the Rector has trained her too well for that. No, It is certainly not here. I hope it was not Important. But you will be sure to find it upstairs or in the study. Have you looked there?’’ Widdrington was awaiting me impa tiently when I returned. ”Jt Is gone,’’ I admitted ruefully. "I came straight from the garden to the drawing-room, and from there here, 1 must have dropped it.’’ "Then the whole thing's blown ruined," cried the man, clapping on his hat, and making for the door, "Thsre's not u minute to bo lost.” My letter was gone—there was no doubt about It. A second and calmer search through my pockets confirmed the fact. I had entirely forgotten the paper, attaching no importance to It at the moment, regarding It as simply a ruse on the detective’s part to attract my attention; and subsequent events had entirely driven the whole circum stance out of my mind. I had doubt less dropped the missive—with all its Important revelation—in the garden or hall. I opened the window of my bed room, which looked over the lawn and garden path by which I had returned to the house. A man’s figure—Wid drlngton’s—was Just vanishing through the gate. He had evidently been starching over the ground, so that no efforts of mine were needed, I won dered what success he had had. Proba bly he found the missing letter, and all fear of miscarriage to his plans was over, 1 sat up lute Into the night, writing and reading. Sleep, In the tumult of my mind, was out of the question. I had to think over and realize the won derful and blissful change which had come into my life. Nona, iny peerless treasure, was mine—my own. And the cloud which had overshadowed her— even in my most loyal thought—had dimmed the rapturous joy of my be trothal. 1 had almost forgotten Widdrlngton In the floodtide of my happiness, but, when 1 descended to the breakfast room the next morning, I was abruptly recalled to the subject of last night’s Interview. On my plate lay a note marked—“Delivered by hand.” It contained only these words— “Gone. Disappeared last night. Let ter not found.’’ loiter In the day the detective’s In telligence was confirmed by the Rector Mr. Charles Branscombo had gone from Forest Lea, leaving no address behind him. The two or three female servants remaining in charge either knew or would tell nothing. Charlie had always a fascinating influence on their class and set; as Widdrington had said, there was something of a feudal devotion In their loyalty to him. They no doubt thought his case a hard one, and they would not betray him. Mr. lleuthcote's new groom had also disappeared—summoned to London by the dangerous Illness of hia father, tht household believed. To be continued. WOMEN’S CLUB — Ami I lie Kruaon for Tlielr Kit|ilil Kruse 111 of l.ute Vcar*. It was at a woman's club, after the meeting, and when the hum and bus* of feminine voices were Intermingled with the clatter of spoons and tempo rarily hushed by the mouthfuls of Ice cream, that the following conversation took [dace between two women, one of whom was an ardent club woman, as could easily he seen by the string of medals and Insignia which ornament ed the front of her bodice, while the other was Just the ordinary everyday woman. "My dear." said the club woman, grabbing her companion's , hard. I must be going 1 am due at , a meeting of the daughters of Lafay- I ette post, and then 1 must drop In foi ' a moment and aes Mrs lliunk about i our nest meet lug and the topic for die | «ussion " "Mow do you And tint# fur | all these t iuiui and what dues your ho* ! tuiad say tu all this running about?" ( I 'Ten years ago It was I »oo sat at | i Hume aad walled till beiweca I and i for him to row* home Mala noua | anuta change tout seta,' he stta home i sad walla fcu me iuw I hire been out i (lure t thta moi Blag and I am Just | ' Uiohiag ligw a tramp u»w Well, he i does let seem to mind It. he la Just aa i Soch| aad dear aa he raa he We board I you kaow, aad I a-»«i had any ehtt- { i drea Hut p«'4 bye; | strait sea you i .issue at the duett* ta,1 sha'I I aot?" la | ihta the so.uttea of the ibastmtl t growth of loan a vtuha hr board | you know aad I aertr bad aa* ehll- I i drew * la It the !«■ h of motherhuod » ,)• baa dr I* - a h, i:ii the v aha * Pweaty Are >*»n ago the Patted i i puics awpptiad II per teat ef the i wurhi's teal eoarumptlwa, tea it sup- I i j Sis* tu per rant 1 I TALMAGF/S SERMON. "CHRISTIANITY AS A DELU SION” THE SUEJECT. From tlie Test, Kzek., ul, 31, a* Follow*: "He Made HI* Arrow* Bright, lie Cou*ulteil with Image*. He Looked In the Llrer.” (Copyright 18K1 by Louis Klopsch.) Two modes of divination by which the king of Babylon proposed to find out the will of God: He took a bundle of arrows, put them together, mixed them together, then pulled forth one, and by the Inscription on It decided what city he should firs! assault. Then an animal was slain, and by the light er or darker color of the liver, the brighter or darker prospect of success was inferred. That is the meaning of the text, "He made his arrows bright, he consulted with images, he looked In the liver.” Stupid delusion! And yet all the aged have been filled with de lusions. It seems as if the world loves to be hoodwinked, the delusion of the text only a specimen of the vast number of deceits practiced upon the human race. In the latter part of the last century Johanna Southcote came forth pretending to have divine power, made prophecies, had chapels built In her honor, and one hundred thousand disciples came forward to follow her. About five years before the birth of Christ, Apollonius was born, and he came forth, and after five years being speechless, according to tradition, he healed the sick, and raised the dead, and preached virtue, and, ac cording to the myth, having deceased, was brought to resurrection. The Del phic Oracle deceived vast multitudes of people; the Pythoness seated !n the temple of Apollo uttering a crazy Jar gon from which the people guessed their Individual or national fortunes or misfortunes. The utterances were of such a nature that you could read them any way you wanted to reau them. A general coming forth to battle consulted the Delphic Oracle, and he wanted to find out whether he was going to be safe In the battle, or killed In battle, and the answer came forth from the Delphic Oracle In such words that if you put the comma before the word "never” it means one thing, and If you put the comma after the word "never” it means another thing Just opposite. The message from the Del phic Oracle to the general was, “Go forth, returned never in battle shalt thou perish.” If he was killed, that was according to the Delphic Oracle; If he came home safely, that was ac cording to the Delphic Oracle. So the ancient auguries deceived the people. The priests of those auguries, by the flight of birds, or by the in tonation of thunder, or by the Inside appearance of slain anlmaie, told the fortunes or misfortunes of Individuals or nations. The sibyls deceived the people. The sibyls were supposed to be Inspired women who lived in cave3 and who wrote the sibylline books aft erward purchased by Tarquln the Proud. So late as the year 1829, a man arose In New York, pretending to be a divine being, and played his part so well that wealthy merchants be came his disciples and threw their for tunes Into his keeping. And so in al! ages there have been necromancies. In cantations, witchcrafts, sorceries, mag ical arts, enchantments, divinations and delusions. The one of the text was only a specimen of that which has been occurring in all ages of the world. None of these delusions ac complished any good. They deceived, they pauperized the people, they were as cruel as they were absurd. They opened no hospitals, they healed no wounds, they wiped away no tears, they emancipated no serfdom. • * • Admiral Farragut, one of the most admired men of the American na y, early became a victim of this Christian delusion, and seated not long before 1 bis death at Long Branch, he was giv- ' ing some friends an account of his j early life. He said: ”My father went ' down in behalf of the United State-; government to put an end to Aaron Burr'* rebellion. I was a cabin boy and went along with him. I could gamble in every style of gambling. 1 knew all the wickedness there was at that time abroad. One day my father j cleared everybody out of the cabin , except myself and locked the door. He said: David, what are you going to do? What are you going to be?' ‘Well,' ] I said, ‘father. I am going to follow the i tea.' Follow the sea! and be a poor, miserable, drunken sailor, kicked and , cuffed about the world and die of a fe\er in a foreign hospital.’ Oh. no!' I said, ‘father, I will not be that. I will j tread the quarter-deck and command aa you do.' ‘No. David,' my father said, ‘no. David, a peraon that baa your principle* and your bad habit* will never tread the quarter-deck or com mand.' My father went out and *hut the door after him. and 1 *ald then *! wilt change. I will never awear Main. I will never drlnh again; I will never gantbi* again ' had.gentlemen.by the help of God. I have kept thoee three Vow* to thi* time | toon after that , became a DhrMUn. and that decided , m> fate for time and for eternity,** Another captive of thi* great t'hrl* j tian dehuion There *oee Maul of Tar a « oa hut .< •*, k at fait g > ;■ tt n. < h he |ui*|? To deetroy t'hrieuune He want* no hotter play epetl than to etaad end watch the hat* and c m * of the murderer* who are w*»m ring I. t Ui Me ie there % ■» - the fin. mm Thi* n«# h* te afo*o Where ia i he going *«>*f Going oh the goad to IMI* to dm tor t’hrift They tried t > | whip H out «f him, they trt*4 to •• are It owl of him. they thought they ao i. l give h u» ewuugla of it by pulling hint Into a window iee* dungeea and beep at* him on *hmU <|tet end denying hi « a e.onh and .uHdenm.ng aim a* a *r,m I it.at. and hunting at him through the •treei. hot they < *«l l nut free a It i gut «M him. and they cou.d ml te*at it out of him, and they could not pound It out of him, so they tried the surgery of the sword, and one summer day in 66 he was decapitated. Perhaps the mightiest intellect of the 6,000 years 'of the world’s existence hoodwinked, cheated, cajoled, duped by the Chris tian religion. Ah! that is the remarkable thing about this delusion of Christianity—it overpowers the strongest intellects. Gather the critics, secular and relig ious, of this century together, and put a vote to them as to which is the great est book ever written, and by large ma jority they will say “Paradise Lost." Who wrote "Paradise Lost"? une of the fools who believed in the Bible— John Milton. Benjamin Franklin sur rendered to this delusion, if you may judge from the letter that he wrote to Thomas Paine, begging him to destroy the "Age of Reason” in manuscript, and never let it go into type; and writ ing afterward, in his old days; "Of this Jesus of Nazareth I have to say that the system of morals he left, and the religion he has given us are the best things the world has seen or Is likely to see.” Patrick Henry, the electric champion of liberty, was en claved by this delusion, so that he says: "The book worth all other books put together is the Bible.” Benjamin Rush, the leading physiologist and anatomist of his day, the great med ical scientist—what did he say? “The only true and perfect religion is Chris tianity.” Isaac Newton, the leading philosopher of his time—what did he say? That man, surrendering to this delusion of the Christian religion, cried out: "The sublimest philosophy on earth is the philosophy of the gos pel.” David Brewster, at the pronun ciation of whose name every scientist the world over uncovers his head—Da vid Brewster saying, "Oh, this religion has been a great light to me—a very great light all my days.” President Thiers, the great French statesman, acknowledging that he prayed when he said: “I invoke the Lord God, in whom I am glad to believe.” David Living stone, able to conquer the lion, able to conquer the panther, able to conquer the savage, yet conquered by this de lusion, this hallucination, this great swindle of the ages, so when they And him dead they And him on his knees. William E. Gladstone, the strongest In tellect In England, unable to resist this chimera, this fallary, this delusion of the Christian religion, went to the house of God every Sabbath, and often at the Invitation of the rector read the prayers to the people. If those mighty Intellects are overborne by this delu sion, what chance is there for you and for me? « m m The cannibal In south sea, the bush men of Terra del Fuego, the wild men of Australia, putting down the knives of their cruelty, and clothing them selves In decent apparel—all under the power of this delusion. Judson and Doty and Abeei and Campbell and Wil liams and the three thousand mission aries of the cross turning their backs on home and civilization and comfort, and going out amid the squalor of heathenism to relieve It, to save it, to help it, toiling until they dropped into their graves, dying with no earthly comfort about them, and going into graves with no appropriate epitaph, when they might have lived in this country, and lived for themselves, and lived luxuriously, and been at last put into brilliant sepulchers. What a de lusion! Yea, this delusion of the Christian religion shows Itself in the fact that it goes to those who are in trouble. Now, it is bad enough to cheat a man when he is well and when ho is pros perous: but this religion conies to a man when he is sick, and says: “You will lie well again after a while; yau i are going into a land where there are 1 no coughs and no pleurisies and uo consumptions and no languishing; take courage and bear up.” Yes. this awful , chimera of the gospel comes to the poor and it says to them; “You arc on your way to vast estates and to div ! idends always declarable." This dela tion of Christianity comes to the bereit and it talks of reunion before the throne, and of the cessation of all sor row. And then, to show that this de lusion will stop at absolutely nothing, It goes to the dying bed and tills the man with anticipations. How much better it would he to have him die without any more hope than swine and rats and snakes! Shovel him under! That ia all. Nothing more left of him. He will never know anything again. Shovel him under! The soul is only a superior part of the body, and when the body disintegrates the soul dlsln tegrates. Annihilation, vacancy, ever lasting blank, obliteration! Why not present all that beautiful doctrine to the dying. Instead of coming with this boas, this swindle of the Christian re ligion, and filling the dying man with anticipations of another life, until some In the last hour bava clapped their hands, and aome hive shouted, and some have sung, and some have been so overwrought with Joy that they eould only look ecstatic. Palace gates opening, they thought diamond coronets Hashing, hands beckoning orchestras sounding Little children dying actually believing they saw their departed parents, so that although the little children had been so weak and feeble an 1 ai*h for weeks they could not turn on their dying pillow, at the laat, In a psroaysm of rapture un.onitolla bte, they sprang tu their feet and shouted "Mother, eauh me, | in coating.'* * * * The strong eoaclastoa «rf entry r*a •■ a**..ie men and woman la that Chris* ttaatiy, producing such stand tvsults. tantod fee a iltlssi** A It* a final. | a swindle a baiiu* Inal -*n raano* : launch *4 h a glory of the centuries Your logi and your common sense , 11 on since you that a hag * atme taaao. pro*lure aa lihitriwu NMlij out of the womb of each a monster a« such | angel tan ha hn There ate mat*, who began with thinking that the Christian religion was a stupid farce who have come to the conclusion that it is a reality. Why are you in the Lord's house today? Why did you sing this song? Why did you bow your head In the opening prayer? Why did you bring your family with you? Why, when I tell you of the ending of all trials In the bosom of God, do there stand tears in your eyes—not tears of grief, but tears of Joy such as stand In the eyes of homesick children far away at school when eon.e one talks to them about going home? Why is it that you can be so calmly suumlssive to the death of your loved one. about whose departure you once were so arg.y and so rebellious? There is something the matter with you. All your friends have found out there is a great change. And If some of you would give your experience you would give it In schol arly style, and others giving their ex perience would give It In broken style, but the one experience would be Just ns good as the other. Some of you have read everything. You nre scien tific and you are scholarly, and yet if I should ask you, “What Is the most sensible thing you ever did?” you would say: "The most sensible thing I ever did was to give my heart to God.” But there may he others who have not had early advantages, and If they were asked to give their experience they might rise and give such testi mony as the man gave In a prayer meeting when he said: ‘‘On my way here tonight I met a man who asked me where I was going. I said. 'I am going to a prayer meeting. He said, ‘There are a good many religions, and I think the most of them are delu sions; as to the Christian religion, that is only a notion—that Is a mpre notion, the Christian religion.’ I said to him: "Stranger, you see that tavern over there?’ ’Yes,’ he said, 'I see It.’ 'Don’t you see me?’ ’Yes, of course I see you.’ ‘Now, the time was when every body in this town knows if I had a quarter of a dollar in my pocket I could not pass that tavern without go ing in and getting a drink; all the people of Jefferson could not keep me out of that place; but God has changed my heart, and the Lord Jesm Christ has destroyed r.iy thirst for strong drink, and there Is my whole week's wages, and I have no temptation to go in there; and. stranger, If this Is a notion, I want to tell you It Is a mighty powerful notion; It is a notion that has put clothes on my children's backs, and It Is a notion that has put good food on our table, and It Is a notion that has tilled my mouth with thanks giving to God. And, stranger, you had better go along with me; you might get religion, too; lots of people are getting religion now.’ ’’ Well, we will soon understand It all. Your life and mine will soon be over. We will soon come to the last bar of the music, to the lact act of the trag edy, to the last page of the book—yea, to the last line and to the lai-t word, and to you and to me it will either bo 4 mldnoon or midnight! TRICK CAMERA. Disguised us a Wicker llaskot I'sed to Photograph Fort Ideations. New Orleans Times Democrat: ’’A traveling photo salesman showed me a very ingenious trick camera the other day,” said a local dealer. “It was a box about six inches square, set inside of what seemed to be an ordinary wicker lunch basket. When desired the box could be pushed down through the basket, so that its top was on a level with the wicker bottom. The top of the box was also covered with wicker, and the basket would then ap pear to be perfectly empty, the cam era protruding meanwhile from the under side. An upward push would restore it to its original position and the lens worked through a small hole near the end. The contrivance was evidently of foreign manufactures, and the salesman told me It had been made especially for an agent who was sent to take pictures of fortifications on the ( French frontier. According to his story, which is a little romantic, but which I have no reason to doubt, the spy would saunter out, dressed as a tourist and carrying the lunch basket on his arm. When an officer came along he would push down the box and show him that the basket was perfect ly empty, it never occurred to the guards to turn the thing upside down, or it would have been promptly confis cated. The present owner carries it around as a curio, and It Is certainly the oddest little machine I ever laid eyes on. As far as 1 know, it Is the only camera In the world that Is mounted on u disappearing carriage.” I’tin tog r«|i!t« of I'tmliuudpra. ^ Chicago Iteeord: Postmaster Gor don ha* presented to the Chicago post office s collection of photograph* of j the ptMtmostcre of Chicago, accompa nied by a biographical sketch of each. Th* only photograph missing is that of Jonathan Nash Halley, Chicago* first postmaster, who, aa far as can ba learned, never sat fur a picture. The pictures ars thirteen by eleven Inches in sise, and, with the sketches, fill a I frame fiv# and ui*e-half by seventeen feet. The art work la septa, and the frame k» made of mahogany from lha | old puetofflee The first postmaster of Chicago *.’» appointed 1* Isdl. In lha i n years since Ji men have filled | ihe place, including the present In • ini.su:, A majority of ih«tu have •wen military men. and several promt i n ,) idi*nfivd *IC‘ Ike a ss aper • •l-.kV-S. | rise S ess ties I Pssif, The