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♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦♦♦♦♦*♦♦♦ *♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ 4♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ Ai\ American Nabob. A Rema-rktyble Story of Love, Gold evnd Adventure. By ST. GEORGE RATHBORNE ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ 44444444 444444444444* Copyright, by Stkkkt &. Smith, Now York. 4444444444444444 CHAPTER VIII.—<rontlnn«d.> "No; I have business that requires my attention, and l am anxious to be at it. Don't looked worried, little friend; God bless you, I haven’t fot gotten my promise. This last act of the drama blots the whole thing out of my life. Fedora now belongs to an other, and under no conditions could ever again be the queen of my heart. I have cast her out as unworthy, and closed the doors forever—hermetically sealed them. 1 trust. 1 could not it' 1 tried tell you how much good you have done me. When I go hence—for I shall soon leave England behind me —I will carry the remembrance of your friendship with me to the end. Mu sette, good-night, and heaven bless you, child!” He went straight home to his attic studio. One set purpose governed his every move now. and this to put Fe dora, fair and false, out of his mind forever. Since through a woman's hand this night had witnessed the sacrifice of his hopes, his aims, it might as well be complete. In this bitter spirit he entered the humble attic that served him as a studio, while a cot in a corner granted him a bed. Lighting a lamp, he first of all built a little Are upon the hearth, for, strange to say, the upper room was possessed of a fireplace. It was not because the night wras cool that he did this, but with quite another definite object in view. Finally he walked over to the easel and snatched away the cloth that cov ered it. Long and earnestly Overton survey ed the magical work of his hands—so perfect had been the witchery that guided his love-inspired brush that the very breath of life seemed to have been infused into the canvas, and one could almost expect • Fedora to step down from the easel, creature of flesh and blood, as Galatea, of sculptor fame, had done of old. At length the artist heaved a heavy sigh. 11 rt'qmn'u nil tut? ucicunuiouwu w. his nature to carry out the desperate resolve he had made, but, though it seemed like slaying his love anew, he did not falter.Human eyes should nev er again behold this work of his genius —conceived in adoration, and worked out through the days when her love hung over him like a benison, it must cease to exist on this black night when the last spark of his affection was ex tinguished and the bonds uniting him to the happy past were severed forever. He took up his pallette knife and ap proached the canvas—his hand was firm, though his face appeared very pallid in the flickering light. Suddenly, as the rush of emotion be came too great to be longer withstood, he dashed the blade through the can vas, splitting it from top to bottom most ruthlessly. The first stroke seemed to loosen the passion which had been so long re strained, and with savage, almost brfl tal emphasis, he cut and slashed furi ously right, and left, up and down. Thus in a very brief space of time all that represented his many months of weary yet loving labor, into which he had pnt his very life, so to speak, was a wooden frame from which dan gled dozens of streamers. The masterpiece was as utterly de stroyed as his own ambition. Not content, he ground the frame into pieces under his heel and cast the wreck upon the fire that had been purposely started upon the hearth to receive it. "Burn, he said, bitterly, as tne flames greedily seized upon the frag ments: "burn out as my love has done, leaving nothing but bitctr. cold ashes. Henceforth I live but to seek power and wealth. The past shall be a ghast ly blank -the future 1 will build by the power of brain and brawn, until the hour comes for my revenge. Some thing tells me it will sooner or later reach me—that to him who waits and works everything is given. And now to begin to live a new existence.” Two days later a sailing vessel left London bound for the old Spanish Main, and among those who shipped before the mast, thanks to his early yachting training, was Jack Overton, gone to follow the beckoning finger of fortune. CHAPTKR IX. In the Land of Revolution. San Jose, the capital of that sturdy little republic of Central America which has through its sudden revolu tions made Gautarica famous in his tory—San Jose was in its periodical state of eruption. Of course, a revolution was in prog ress. There was probably no very heavy loss of life during each actual upheaval, though a few men might be accidentally killed—the Gautaricans, like all people of mixed blood, being partly Spanish and Indian halfbreeds, love spectacular display, and while these battles always create a great racket, there was little blood actually split, the party that was outnumbered usually yielding up the palm and retir ing to recuperate, while the victors, in stead of following up the advantage, calmly settled down to enjoy the fruits of their labor, amid much merriment and feasting. There was one man in San Jose on this particular day, who, while a non combatant, hart resolved to see the whole business as far as possible. So Jack Overton sallied forth, after arm ing himself and endeavored to gain an idea as to how much progress the revolution was making. He found the soldiers of Roblado, the president, holding their own well. After moving around from one quar ter to another and seeing that the whole affair was on the guerilla order, Overton was forced to sit down and laugh at the ludicrous aspect of the "battle" by means of which the fate of a republic was to be settled. Evidently Montejo had overrated the strength of his backing, for the wear ers of the green cockade were outclass ed, and already several of their num ber had been stretched hors de combat. There was something in the clamor and the occasional whistle of a bullet over his head that just suited Over toil's present mood. He was even rash on several occa sions, and had narrow escapes, but the little cherub that sat up aloft watch ing over his fortunes seemed to exer cise those would-be fatal bullets so that they always Just fell a little short and in matetrs of this sort a miss is considered as good as a mile. The day was near its end. and plain ly the laurels of victory rested with the followers of the dynasty already entrenched in authority—their shouts had been more vociferous than the others, and in all probability they had fired two shots against one from the revolutionists. This inspired them with new' confidence, and the red cock ade began to grow bolder, even ad vancing, as though determined to chase their enemies out of town ere the sun dropped into the western sea, over whose bosom he hung like a globe of fire. It was about this time when Montejo and his sympathizers were making their last stand while awaiting the friendly shades of night to ewer their hasty retreat, that Overton found him self, somewhat unexpectedly to be sure, drawn into the affair at issue. It chanced that in their eagerness to chase the invaders out beyond the town limits ere dusk set in—by mu tual consent this feature seemed to be the manner of deciding which side had won—the section of government forces led by (ieneral Barrajo rather overdid the matter. At any rate the first, last and only hand-to-hand conflict of the day oc curred under Jack's own eyes, when a detachment of the green cockades sud denly appearing, surrounded the valor ous general and demanded his sur render. Although Barrajo was a most flerce looking type of a Central American general, with his mustache curled up like two simitars, and his Ipft breast covered with gorgous medals and dec orations, Jack had been wont to look upon him pretty much in the light of a modern Bombastes Furloso, and could hardly believe there was anything of a game spirit back of this assumed ferocity. To his surprise and delight the gen eral proved quite equal to the occasion. He faced his enemies, waving his sword like a knight of old, and, launch ing forth a volley of Spanish exple tives that should have paralyzed their craven hearts, but failed to do so. Then came the crash of battle. The general’s lone companion wras spitted upon a sword after bringing down a couple of the enemy, and Bar rajo himself was sorely pressed by those who, recognizing in him the real head and brains of the present dynas ty, were grimly determined to get rid of him, so that the next revolution might prove a success. It was cut and thrust, slash and parry, anil machete against sword. As they stood three to one, with lit tle hope of the general’s followers reaching the scene in time to take a hand in the tragic affair, it began to look as though Barrajo had reached the end of his rope, like all men do sooner or later, with weapons in their hands, in Central America. Jack’s love of fair play, not to speak of his friendship for the general, urged him to shy his castor into the ring. He little dreamed how fortune was dealing out the cards to him just then, and what a marvelous "jack pot” he would eventually sweep in with the re sults of this day’s good work. Having resolved to lend Barrajo a helping hand, he dashed forward with his revolver, aiming to wound rather than slay. Thus beset in the rear, and threat ened with the whirling blade of the soldier in front, the three wearers of the green cockade became utterly de moralized, and in a panic fled, two of them bearing wounds to remind them of the day's doings. When Jack rushed up to congratu late the general on his victor, the no ble Gautarican, who had counted him self as good as a dead man, threw both arms around his deliverer and fell upon his breast, swearing in pur est Castilian that his life henceforth belonged to the valiant American, and that he would lie awake nights seek ing to repay the great debt he owed him. The revolution having ended at sun set, and the defeated invaders of Gau tarican territory being on the run for friendly hiding places upon neighbor ing soil, the capital was given over to a spasm of mad rejoicing, and every one, man. woman and child, seemed fc> believe It depended wholly upon thoir individual efforts to make the affair a success. This aspect of the Central American character struck Overton even more forcibly than the peculiar tactics of the day's battle. As an artist he could appreciate anything that bordered upon the bizarre and remarkable, and hence quickly determined to accept the warm invitation of his friend. General Barra jo, to visit the public hall, in order to see still more of the singular habits and customs of this hot-blooded peo ple, with whom he had, at least for the time being, cast his fortunes. There are times in the lives of all men when they appear to he mere crea1 tures of circumstances, buffeted upon a sea of chance, and yet, upon looking back, one can say that all these events were not links in a chain that bourn his fortunes, a,Si the absence of any one would mean the wreck of his ship. Overton believed—indeed, he often swore the fact over and over again to himself—that his heart was dead so far as the fair sex wa3 concerned—be that as it might. It forced no barrier lo the instinct that hade him as an ar tist look a second and a third time at the queen of the dance, about whom the attention of the multitude seemed to breathlessly center. She was a magnificent creature, this daughter of the south, of graceful mien and dazzling loveliness, formed in the most voluptuous mold of Iber ian beauty, whose complexion showed every violet vein through its veil of luscious brown. Her hair was ‘‘such as Athene herself might have envied” for tint, and mass, and ripple. Her eyes blazed like diamonds from a cav ern. while her lips pouted of them selves, by habit, or nature, into a per petual kiss. The excitement of the dance had called the carmine into her cheeks until it put to blush the crim son flowers of the grenadine with which her black hair was wreathed. Her eyes blazed with a fire bred of the fierce measures and the ardent pas sions of the tropics. More than once her dusky orbs met the admiring glance of the artist,„nnd he could see the invitation extended in the impassioned look she gave him. but each time he shook his head and smiled. As the dance went on, the crowd about the estrada resolved itself into two factions, each led by a richly dressed young patrician, both of whom were evidently aspirants for the hand of the bewitching Circe. The women dancing upon the estrada chattered among themselves evidently Jealous of the attention paid to Dona Juanita, the beautiful one, who, proud and pal pitating, clearly felt the power which made her the beauty queen of the fies ta. The rival lovers, from their places on opposite sides of the estrada, scowled ominously, and spoke slight ingly of each other's bravery and cour age. Thei radherents caught up the refrain until taunts and jeers were freely handled between them. It was apparent that the storm was about to burst, when suddenly the music stopped and there came a cry of: "Chammara y Machete!” (Sash and sword.) At the sound the men exchanged looks of evident satisfaction, and the women left the estrada, taking up po sitions among the spectators. All left but Circe. That superb, self-contained figure stood upon the hard-stamped floor like a living Venus of flushed bronze, her complexion heightened by the dance, her bright eyes gleaming like a coal. Her tiny feet still kept in motion, though the dance had ceased, seeming to await impatiently the be ginning of the new measure. It soon came. (To be continued.) HER PAGAN CHILD. Modern Mother'* ( nlque Thought an to Her Ancestors. “There, the tank is done, the baby’s asleep.” said a woman friend the oth er evening as she entered the sitting room and piled on the table what ap peared to be a very considerable por tion of a toyshop's stock. There wa.1 a little rubber Lord Fauntleroy with its mouth agape and the end of bis nose worn through; a little doll, red gowned and belted and with a tin jew el at her throat, called Betty; a still smaller object in human form, one leg gone and a hole in the top of the head, called Johnny; a white sawdust stuffed dog with one eye missing and tail in a state of collapse from frequent pulling, called Jip, and a rubber cow known as Moo. “I believe that some of my ancestors must have been Chinamen,” continued the mother, “and that their disposi tions, long hidden through successive generations, are reappearing in nay child.” One would not suspect it to look at the child. The little girl of the fair est complexion and most cherubic ex pressions, to make whose eyes the sky was robbed of a tiny bit of its finest blue, and whose hair was as if it had been spun from the sunshine. “But you see,” said the mother “when a Chinaman dies and is buried they put in the grave with him cloth ing and food, and perfumes, reed torch es and horses to be at his convenience in the other land. Well, my baby must have at her side as she goes to sleep all the toys with which she is wont most to play with during the day so that she may have them with her in the land of dreams.” IJIg- Order for Watches. The largest single order ever give.1 for watches was received by an Ameri can manufacturer from a London firm, last year, the former agreeing to de liver to hia customer 2,000,000 time pieces within twelve months. )UK 3WiS FOREIGNERS IO.NCEINED ABOUT THE WELFAr* Or OTHER COUNTRIES. i lf*w York's Chamber of Commfrre More Hdlii'itoni for Importers anti Foreign hteHiuAlilpi Thin for the Interest* of the Gmt Itody of Domestic I'roducert* At its session of January 0 the New fork Chamber of Commerce resumed wnslderation of the subject of special rade treaties, with the result of adopt ng the following: Whereas, This ehaniber ha3 consist ently favored the establishment hrough reciprocal concessions in tariff ates of closer trade relations between .he United States and the commercial lountries of the world; and* Whereas, The National Reciprocity Convention, In its recent session in .Vashlngton, D. C., adopted a resolu ion recommending reciprocity through ariff modiiicatious where it can be lone without injury to any of our tome interests of manufacturing, com nerce or farming, thereby rendering iny application of reciprocal tariff eon tessious impracticable; and, Whereas, The National Reciprocity Convention, in a second resolution, :eeommended the establishment of a lew commission, to which shall be re erred the consideration of all recipro :al trade agreements, thereby nullify ng and disregarding the valuable and jenefleial work successfully accom jlished by the present Commissioner Plenipotentiary in the negotiation of mportant treaties, whereby a great part of the trade of these countries would be thrown open to us; there 'ore, ho it Resolved, That this chamber hereby ixpresses its disapproval of the action itken by the National Reciprocity Con tention in Washington on November !0 as subversive of all attempts to iring about closer trade relations with >ur sister nations and to open new and vider markets for our products; and >e it further Resolved, That the Chamber views with apprehension the policy advocated jy the Reciprocity Convention as like y to Invite hostile legislation on the >art of the other nations against this :ountry, to the great detriment of its sommereial interests. On a former occasion the chamber gcr.rnmeut, md Herr Ludwig Ms* ■ Gcldbcrger. representing Germany's 1 commercial Interests, present as hon ored guest*, made brief addresses ap- ! pealing for more intimate trade rela tions whereby the manufactured prod ucts of their respective countries might And freer entrance into the great Am erican home market—to the displace ment, of course, of an equivalent quan tity of the products of our domestic es tablishmcnts. Under this sort of in spiration the importers and foreign steamship agents carried the day with a hurrah. If the New York Chamber oi Commerce had been located in Paris or Hamburg it. could not have shown more zeal in behalf of foreign produc ers or less real in behalf of the pro ducers of the United States. The body seems to have been carried off its feet by an excess of foreign enthusiasm, very much as it was something over four years ago, when tills same Cham ber of Commerce, in an address to Queen Victoria, went out of its way tc lug in a fulsome allusion to her "illus trious grandfather," George III! Wouldn’t that jar George Washington? New York may or may not pride her s^lf upon the possession of so thor oughly foreign an organization as her Chamber of Commerce has shown ltsell to be. Certain It is that the country as a whole does not share the chamber’s solicitude for the interests of foreign ! manufacturers. It prefers the status quo. It finds that under the Dlngloy tariff our exports have in five years in creased $-143.428,254, or 44 per cent, and our imports are larger by $101,610.- ! 0-4, or 28 per cent. A country which j bought during 1001 from foreign conn- i tries a total of $670,100,480 worth o( merchandise, while selling to foreign countries $1,149,265,495 worth of do mestic products, is not going to lie awake nights worrying about is for eign trade. It lias much bigger things to think of. For example, its domestic trade, whose magnitude may be meas ured by tlie fact that in the past five years—1896, free trade tariff, to 1901 protective tariff—the bank clearings of the United States increased from $51, 175.251,773 in 1896 to $118,525,834,548 a difference of over sixty-seven billion dollars, and an increase of 132 percent The great body of our countrymen are j justified iu concerning themselves i chiefly about the enormous internal j trade and the phenomenal industrial I and commercial activity expressed in ; these bewildering figures Of over 118 A PROBABLE CONSEQUENCE OF RECIPROCITY. 9 9 ■<ZLI4 The practice of altering tariff laws by means of special trade treaties is certain to provoke ill-will and retaliation on the part of nations not especi illy favored by such treaties. The tariff bill now pending in the German ■eichstag provides for the imposition of a double rate of duty upon imports Tom any nation whose tariff rates are higher on German products than on he products of any competing country. The German emperor has lately ieclared that if such discrimination bo enforced against German products re will “smash things.” It is understood that this threat was inspired by .he concessions of French manufacturers embodied in the proposed French •eeiprocitj' treaty. md refused to adopt, these resolutions, ind had referred them back to the committee on foreig;, commerce. The fart that the chairman of that commlt :ee is the American representative of a 3erman steamship line would seem to abviate the necessity of explaining why the same resolutions were again re ported at the meeting of Jan. 3, and the fact that the resolutions were adopted on their second hearing indi cates that the efforts put forth in the meantime to secure an extra large attendance of importers and foreign steamship agents were not altogether unsuccessful. Before taking final ac tion on the resolutions given above, the chamber voted down the follow - tng: Resolved, That this body recommend reciprocity in our trade with foreign countries where it can be done without injuring any of our own products or manufactures. Thus the New York Chamber of Commerce defines its attitude as exact ly in line with that of the free traders. It views with apprehension and disap proval the sentiment of the 300 thor oughly representative manufacturers who i Washington six wreeks before had, w til but two dissenting votes, and one of these a delegate from the Amer ican Free Trade League, declared in favor of such reciprocal trade relations with foreign countries as may be had "without injury to domestic manufac turing, commerce or farming." The thoroughly domestic flavor of this proposition is repugnant to the New York Chamber of Commerce. A pro nounced foreign flavor characterized the proceedings of Jan. 3. Just prior to the ado ition of the very foreign resolu tions t’ 'o distinguished foreigners, M. Lazar* felller, representing th« French billion dollars of bank clearings foi the year 1901. They can afford to lei the New York Chamber of Commerc* foroignize itself to its heart's conteni and Cobdenize itself without reserve as it has done in the action of Janu ary 3. They will disregard its doc trines and deliverances just as thej would those of any other foreign bodj inimical to this country’s prosperity. Facts to Ite Keinembcrecl. Tho following statistics tell whj there should be no tinkering with tht tariff. In the years 1893-4-5, under the low tariff and partial free trade Wil son bill, our exports of manufactures were $525,000,000, but in the years 1898-9-1900. under the Dingley law they were $1,001,000,000, or $11,000,000 more than double as much. In 189; the balance of trade against us was $19,000,000, but in 1901 it was $665,000, 000 in our favor, a gain of $684,000,000 Under the Wilson law for the years 1893-4-5, the total balance of trade it our favor was $202,000,000, but in 1898> 9-1900, under the Dingley law, it was $1,690,000,000, a gain in three years o; $1,498,000,000, or more than 600 pes cent. The laws which brought about and sustain the existing condition ars too vital to be tampered with.—Cin cinnati Times-Star. The Difference. Reciprocity which benefits anotha nation to the injury of our own is no the object of the men who are tlx fidends of American industry. Reci procity which will extend our trad) should be welcomed. The dlfferenc between the two is the difference b« tween free trade and protection Democracy and Republicanism - Youngstown (O.) Telegram. '•GO TO THE ANT." And Learn of Her Haw to r« nm idaal Socialist. "It now bring past noon and Formi ca's thoughts turning to refreshments, she hied herself to the outskirts of the nest, where the family cows were pas tured. These cows, or aphides, were feeding on tho leaves of the daisy, into which they plunge their proboscides and suck all day long, filling their bodies with pleasant juices. Our ant came up behind an aphis and stroked it gently with her antennae, when the little creature gave out a drop of her sweet liquid, which Formica sucked into her own crop. There were thou sands of these aphides pasturing on the leaves and thousands of ants milk ing them. Most of the ants took more of the juice Into their crops than they needed; and, on the way back to work, gave up a part of it to friends whom they met going to the cows, thus sav ing the others' time and enabling them to resume their occupation more quick ly. The ants were making the most of the aphis juice during the summer days, knowing that the supply would fall off later when the aphides laid their eggs. (Note here the superior mental equipoise of the ant, which nei ther betrays surprise nor writes to the newspapers when her cows begin to lay eggs.) These eggs the ants would store over winter, tending them with tlie utmost care until spring, when tho young aphides are brought out and placed on the shoots of the daisy to mature and provide food again during the hot weather. This far-sightedness is unexampled in the animal kingdom. Other insects and animals put away stores for the winter, to be sure, but the ant is the only one of them that breeds its own food supply. Having taken her fill of the sweet Juice on this particular day, Formica noticed that the aphis which she had been milking was in a position on the leaf which might expose it to observation of some aphidivorous insect. She immediately descended to the ground, when she obtained a mouthful of earth, and. again climbing up the daisy stalk, built a tiny sited over the cow, going back and forth several limes to bring up sufficient material."—Frank Marshall White in l’earson’s. Historic IioHiiolcB Inland' The historic spot where the first Rnglish-speaking people landed with in the boundaries of the United States is Roanoke Island, N. C., and tho date was 1584. The people who settled there had been sent over by Sir Walter Raleigh, and they wrote such glowing letters home and made such attractive maps that in 1585 and 1587 the colony largely increased. It was at Roanoke Island in 1587 that Virginia Dare, the first Anglo-American, as Senator Sim mons, of North Carolina, calls her, was born. She ought to have a monu ment. says Mr. Simmons, and he wants Congress to appropriate $25,000 for this purpose. Besides this, he has Intro duced a resolution asking Congress to appropriate $50,000 to aid the North Carolina people in an exposition, which la to be held next .July and August In celebration of the landing on Roanoko Island. At this exposition there is to be a remarkable display of ancient manuscripts, maps, relics, curios, etc., which will illustrate an almost forgot ten chapter in American history.— Kansas City Journal. Old Needlework. The needlework picture Beem3 to have made Its first appearance In the first years of the reign of Charles I, for although Elizabethan and Jacobean are said to exist, one with an absolutely unimpeachable pedigree Is yet to be found, and the costumes in the oldest specimens the writer has yet seen cer tainly indicate that they cannot be as signed to a date before 1630. The ear liest Stuart pictures are worked with silks on coarse, irregularly woven brownish linen canvas, in the fine, slanting stitch taken over a single thread, which is technically known as “tent stitch," or petit point. This method of working produced an effect much resembling that of tapestry, by which, indeed, the embroidered picture was probably suggested. * * * As time went on the simple stitcliery waa elaborated, portions of the design be ing wrought :n silver “passing”—a fins metallic thread passed through the material instead of being applied; hence its name.—The Connoisseur. A Thnckeray Anecdote. A correspondent kindly contributes the following amusing anecdote of Thackeray’s stay in New York, and vouches for the authenticity of a re tort courteous which we seem to have met in other connections. “Your rem iniscences of Thackeray’s visit to America recall another. While here he w-as very much attracted by the beauty and brilliancy of Miss B., and, in accordance with the foreign custom, made a morning call when she did not expect any one. Hearing some talking in the lower hall, she leaned over the banisters and asked the servant who it was. 'It's Mr. Thackeray, ma’am.’ ‘Oh, damn Thackeray!’ replied Miss B. No,’ said Thackeray, who could not but hear the remark, ‘it's not Mlsther O’Dam Thackeray, but Mr. Makepeace Thackeray.’ And with a laugh Miss B. came down. P. S.—If Miss B. a alive still, she can confirm this."—New York Evening Post. To Irrigate in California. Baltimore capitalists, headed by General John Gill, president of the Mercantile Trust and Deposit Cora I pany, are to organize a company to de velop an irrigation system to Califor nia. It is said that 17,000,000 has al ready been put up and that a tract of 140,000 acre* in the Rialto Plateau, San Bernardino county, has been se lected for working.