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" in mm i® By JOHN R. MUSICK, Author of "My«tortou» Mr. Howard," “Th! Dark Stranger.-’ “Charlie Allentlala’a Double." Etc. Copyright, 1W, by Robbbt noBBtm'a Boat. All right! marred. CHAPTER III.—(Continued.) • "We’ve got one on ’em wounded, an’ let's make most out o’ him we kin afore we let him go. Let's not go an' act like a hull passel o’ fools as don’t know- what we’re a-doin’ nohow. Save him an’ we’ll git Crack leash's dust back an’ we’ll hang all four together; you all know that’s much better'n bangin' one at a time.” The life of the captive was spared for the time being, and the miners proceeded at once to organize them selves into a vigilance committee, pre paratory to stopping crime at the very beginning in their new settlement. Lying on a low couch In one of the shanties was the hero of this stroy, known on the Klondike as Crack Lash Paul. His wounds were severe, and he was in a feverish condition. One of the miners who had some knowl edge of medicine and surgery had ex tracted the ball and dressed the wounds. The name of the doctor will perhaps never be known. In the Klon dike he was only called "Sawbones.” |^/ The patient’s face was flushed and his eyes closed. His quick breathing and nervous movements indicated that he suffered mentally as well as physic ally. "Be quiet.” whispered "Sawbones” in the ear of his patient. “Here, take this.” He raised the head of the wounded youth and gave him a spoon ful of nerve-quieting medicine. He drank it off, and then lay back on his bed and slept. The doctor arose from the low stool at the side of the couch and went out. He quickly turned his gaze toward every projecting branch within range of his vision. A look of disappointment came over his face as hi3 eyes search ed in vain for some object. “What have you done with him?” he asked of a miner who was going by. “Nothin’,” was the answer. “What, hain’t you hung him yet?” “No.” “Why?” “Glum Ralston said not.” “What's the matter with Glum? Has he got bats in his belfry?” roared the infuriated doctor. “Hold on, Sawbones; don't get off your trolley until somethin’s on the track. I tell ye Glum’s all right.” He then proceeded to explain matters to the irate doctor, assuring him that he would yet have the satisfaction of see ing the robber lifted high enough to get a bird’s-eye view of the new Jeru salem, but explained that in order to get the others they must keep the powers of speech in the one they had. “Well, with that explanation I cave r In,” growled Sawbones. “But I don’t r want any feelin’ o’ sentimentality roaming around this camp. We don't come of a forgifin’ stock, we don't.” The patient slept for several hours, and when he awoke as evening began to draw near he was much Improved. But he recovered slowly, and so did the prisoner. The latter’s wound, how ever, was more severe than Paul’s, and for a time his case seemed doubt ful. The doctor Impressed with the hope that some information would be obtained from the wounded man, used his skill to the utmost to bring about a speedy recovery. When Paul was able to walk about he insisted on going to his shanty to investigate it, though he was so weak he had to sit down on a sluice box to rest before he approached the door. When he had rested sufficiently he arose and. unlocking the door, entered the shanty. He searched the room carefully for some clue that might have been dropped by one of the at tacking party after they entered the room, but for a long time found none. At last he discovered in a narrow crack between the logs and chinking what seemed to oe a bit of paper wadded up and thrust into the hole. He went to it, pulled it out, and it proved to be an envelope stained with blood. The envelope was stuck in the crack near the corner where the wounded outlaw had fallen and Paul at once surmised he put it there. He took the paper out of the envelope and gazed at the handwriting in amaze ment. It ran as follows: “San Francisco, Sept. 1, 1895. “Inclosed find transportation and money sufficient to pay your way to Juneau. Whatever you do, remember that Paul Miller is not to return to Fresno. Do him no harm if you can accomplish your ends without vio lence, but at all hazards keep him two years longer in the Klondike. “L. T.” He read the mysterious paper again. He turned It over and looked on the back. Who was “L. T.” and why should he wish to keep him in Alaska? There seemed to be something slight ly familiar about the chirography, but he was not certain. Having a clue to the mystery, he sat down to study the puzzle. The more he read the note the more he was puzzled and the farther he seemed to get from the solution. “There has been a carefully laid plot to ruin me," he said to himself, as he sat upon the stool try ing to study the missive. “Who Is ‘L. T.,’ and why should he wish me to remain In the Klondike?” He left the shanty, carefully lock Inf the door after him, and was mak ing his way to the cabin at which he hail stayed since the attack, when he met Glum Ralston. “Hello, Crack l.ash, gottln' under way agin?’’ “1 am ablo to be out, Glum,” he answered. “Glad on it, boy—glad on it." The ex-sailor was about to pass on when the young man said: “I want to talk some with you, Glum. There was a deep-laid plot to rob and murder me. I have an enemy or enemies—I know not how many— who have designs on my happiness, i Ralston was not a man to be moved by emotion or jump at a conclusion. He sat a long time listening to the unquestionable evidence of the youth. When he had finished there was no longer a doubt that here was a con spiracy to injury Crack Lash, and per haps take his life. A new light was breaking in on him and he became more interested in the youth than he had been. “M-welj, Crack Lash, I think we'd better run ’em down. Wonder how many we kin git to go with us." “I want no one but you, Glum,” said the youth. "You and I are enough, for I can trust you, which is more than I care to do with all. I believe that if I can capture those men they will not only tell me where to find my lost treasure, but also inform me who this enemy ‘L. T.’ is.” “Then by the trident o’ Neptune we'll go an’ never stop until we find them.” After consulting the matter, they decided to keep their departure a se cret from their companions, and de cided to start before they were awake next morning. During the night a snowstorm raged. Next morning long before the miners were astir our two friends were attired in furs, with se\ eral dogs, provisions, blankets and rifles, and set oft on snow-shoes in search of the three men who had robbed and so nearly killed Paul sev eral weeks before. Glum Ralston had received reliable information that the men he wished to find were in a valley up the Yukon, and they acted on that information. They found the snow still falling, though it was not very cold. For sev eral miles they trudged along on the snowshoes in silence. At last Glum said: -Stop!" -Why?" asked Paul. “We’ll rest.” "I am not tired." “Ye don't think ye are, mate, but you’ll have all the wind out o’ yer sails afore ye know it. Set down." There was a log lying near, and both sat upon it. “I am sufficiently rested, so let’s go on,” said the youth, after a short rest, starting to his feet. “Don’t be too certain ye know ye kin stand it, lad. I tell ye it's a longer voyage ’n you think, an’ there’s rough sailin’ between this an’ the Chilkoot.” They reached Dawson City next day at noon. As Paul was still weak, he secured a room in the hotel and went to bed to rest. Being overcome by weariness and the journey, he was soon buried in profound slumber. He was awakened by some one shak ing him by the shoulder and whisper ing: “Tumble up. Crack I,ash." “What is it. Glum?” he asked, start ing up and rubbing his eyes. “They’re here.” “Who?” “The rascals that robbed ye. I saw th’ face o’ one o’ them fellers we’d seen a-hangin’ around our diggin’s be fore you were robbed, an’ I'd bet my wolf-ekin cap th’ others ain't fur ofT." Paul Miller hastily donned his clothes. The pale youth drew on his fur boots and buckled his revolvers about his waist. He realized how dangerous an encounter would be and he knew he might be a corpse In twenty minutes. He breathed a silent prayer for Laura, mother, and lastly himself, and whispered: “I’m ready." They went down to the room below, where they found a wild crowd carous ing, but no sign of the man who was suspected of being an accomplice in the robbery. “Wait at the door, Crack Lash,” Glum whispered. The ex-sailor left him and hurried away. He was gone but a few min utes when he hurried to his side, say ing: •‘They’re gone.” “Where?” “Up the ukon; we'll find 'em in the valley." “Let’s go at once,” said Paul. They set out for the upper valley. An Esr4ulmeaux was engaged to take thim several miles on his dog sleds, and from there they traveled on foot, sleeping on the snow securely wrap ped in their blankets. On the morning of the third day they came upon the trail of these men and followed it until nightfall. Next morning they were early on their trail again, and after four hours’ hard travel Glum Ralston said: “There they are, Crack Lash!” He pointed down a narrow valley which diverged from the main valley, and three spects could be seen upon a slight elevation. Glum Ralston was an experienced scout, and began at once to put in play his woodcraft. They crept for ward to some trees and advanced rap idly, keeping themselves screened from the observation of the men they were trying to overhaul. Night fell again without coming up with them, but a glimmer far up the mountain-side told them they had camped there. The pursuers slept and rested a few hours and then again started on the trail. At last they came in sight of the three men not over two hundred paces away. Raising their rifles, they shouted to them to halt. The fugitives cast quick glances behind, and then, with defiant yells, fled. Two darted around one side of a huge, projecting cliff that formed the extreme spur of the mountain, and one went the other way. Two rifle shots rang out on the mountain, and two bullets whizzed through the air. “Ye winged yer man. Crack Lash,” cried Glum. ‘‘Follow him and I’ll give chase to the others.” Paul needed no second command, but darted after the man at whom he had fired. The fugitive threw away his gun and fled for life, and for an hour Paul was in doubt whether ho was gafniug or him or not. At the end of that time, to his great chagrin, he saw him dash into a thick forest of pines and firs. When next he saw him he was creeping along a ledge five hundred feet above him. With no other thought than the capture of the fugitive and recovery of his treasure, Paul threw oft his snowshoes and clambered up the steep precipice with great labor and no littie danger. Up he went, heedless of everything but the solu tion of the mystery which threatened his life and happiness of himself and Laura. He reached the fork and be gan to climb the great dead limb of a tree which touched the coveted ledge At that moment he heard a crackling at the root of the tree and became conscious of a descending motion in the limbs to which he clung. He knew he was falling, and that with the vast mass he must descend into the valley beneath. He left him self rushing downward through the air; he closed his eyes; there came a horrid crash on his ears, and he knew no more. When Paul regained consciousness he was lying on a pile of skins and furs In a cavern. A man clothed wholly in bear and seal skins stood over him, gazing at him with a pair of strange gray eyes His hair was long, falling to his shoul ders, and his beard, which was almost white, came to his waist. He had a half-savage and half-civilized appear Paul gazed into the strange, wild face and asked: “Who are you?” The stranger, without taking his eyes cff him, asked: “Who are you?” “I am a miner from the Klondike who was robbed. I was in pursuit of the robbers when the accident befell me. You found me?” “Yes.” Paul at first supposed that some of his limbs were broken or dislocated, and dared not move, but after a few moments he discovered that he had suffered no greater injury than a se vere shock. He had fallen into a deep snowdrift, which had broken the fall and no doubt saved his life. "Won’t you tell me who you are?" asked Paul after a few minutes' gazing into the face of the mysterious stranger. The man turned away for a moment as if he wished to avoid the answer and then slowly turning back answered: “I am a hermit; will that suffice?” “Do you live here?" Paul asked. "Yes.” “How long have you lived in this mountain?” Then came a longer silence than usual, when the hermit of the cave answered: “What difference can that make to you? I found you in a perishing con dition and brought you here and saved your life. Is that not enough without telling all the secrets of my life?” He turned slowly about and went to a small fire that smoldered on the stones some distance away, and began to toast some slices of moose steak. Paul closed his eyes and tried to reason that he could be in no imme diate danger. If the man had intend ed to kill him, he would no doubt have done so while he was unconscious. He also reasoned he might have some design in saving his life. (To be continued.) HE LOVED HIS HORSES. Owner Wept When Compelled to Part With Them. An Incident which illustrates the strong attachment that forms between a man and a good team occurred at a public sale four miles south of town Wednesday. It was noticed that the owner immediately withdrew from the crowd upon the bringing forth of a fine span of blacks, but returned later when called upon to describe the team. Among other things, their age, etc., he stated that he had raised them from colthood; that they were true, kind and faithful. Here he could say no more, and crossing his arms on the one nearest him, he sobbed like a child. The intelligent animal, evi dently realizing that something was wrong, turned his head and gently pushed his nose against his old mas ter’s face. Such scenes are not wit nessed every day in this hard old world, and a glance at the crowd oi farmers disclosed scores of moist eyes and the autioneer’s voice grew husky as he proceeded with the sale of the old friends. No man need be ashamed of such weakness, if such it may be termed. It is one of the finest quali ties attributable to mankind.—Jeiler son Bee. Sowing Wild Oats. ‘‘Senee them city boarders got tc cornin’ here our Johnny has been goin' to the bad,” said Mrs. Hayseeds to Mrs. Clovertopp. “You don’t say!” “Yes, indeed! He’s got to stayin' out late at night. Why, last Sat’day night he went off down town and never came home until half after 9. I’ve got a mind to ask the preacher to talk to him on the error o' his way.” REVISION MUST COME TARIFF REFORM DEMANDED BY WESTERN REPUBLICANS. Plank of the Iowa Platform Has Found Ready' Acceptance—Recip rocity, Such as McKinley Favored. Is Now the Demand. That the mass of the people of t>' western states irrespective of party are in favor or tarilT revision may be considered as beyond controversy. The republicans of Iowa have express ed themselves with no uncertain sound, and what they have said finds ready acceptance in all the neighbor ing states. There Is no Intention and no desire to do anything radical with the pres ent tariff schedules. The protective feature of the law is not to be Inter fered with or antagonized, but high duties that have ceased to be protec tive merely and have become onerous anil oppressive oti the taxpayers should be removed. So, too, in regard to the duties that foster trusts and are for their sole benefit, these must be reduced or abolished so that competition may be admitted, no matter from what country it may come. Senator Culiom. of Illinois, who keeps very closely in touch with the people and lias a clear perception of public sentiment, recognizes these facts, and declares that tariff revision must soon lie taken up by congress, the sooner the better. Western republicans would impress their eastern brethren with the earn estness of their opinions on this sub ject, and urge on behalf of the west ern people a moderate revision In the Dingley traiff law. Such a revision in the near future by the friends of protection will keep the tariff question out of politics for years to come, and establish the pro tective policy as a finality. Reciprocity such as President Mc Kinley favored must also be made a distinct government policy so that our trade abroad may be w idened and ex tended. If we are to gain access to foreign markets we must make some concession to our home markets. We can not have both entirely to our selves. These are the principles and opin ions that are finding extensive lodg ment in the western mind, and it will be well if the leaders of the repub lican party both east and west give thoughtful heed to them. A denial of tariff revision by the next congress will seriously imperil the presidential election of 1904. As has been pointed out before, the peo ple have a rude way of rebuking their unfaithful servanls, and a faithless congress may again lead to a repeti tion of the election of 1892. CULLOM ON THE TARIFF Illinois Senator Sees Necessity for Revision The Senior Senator of Illinois is not a radical tariff reformer, but he is a good observer and student of public sentiment. He has favored the ratification of the reciprocity treaties, and he realizes that tariff revision Is a real, not a sham, issue. Ho is more reasonable and progressive in dealing with this question than reformer-man ager Babcock, who forgets as chair man what he has so forcefully and in telligently said as tariff reformer. Illinois sympathizes with Cuba and supports her request for a material reduction of duty. But it does not stop there. As Senator Culiom says, “the people of Illinois are also think ing a great deal about tarilT revision." The Senator adds: “There is no demand among our peo ple for anything revolutionary in tariff matters, and I know they are willing to trust the Democrats tc do the work which they feel should be done. What we want to do now is to inquire care fully into the whole subject of Dingley schedules and determine just what rates should be cut and to what ex tent. I don’t know how soon we shall have to take up this tremendous task in Congress, but I do know that we shaH have to do it before a great while.” Meanwhile the Republican party must recognize the need and the duty of dealing with the question. Shallow talk of “letting well enough alone” will not do. And the conventions should speak more plainly than Iowa did the other day. Those professed tariff reformers who are satisfied with the Iowa planks are not at all hard to please. Any militant high-protec tionist Bourbon will admit that schedules are not sacred or eternal, and that, as an abstract proposition, revision is desirable from time to time. From Iowa we had a right to expect something more specific and definite—a declaration, for example, that the time for revision has come, and that certain schedules are no longer necessary either for protection nr for revenue. Iowa has not said as much as so conservative a statesman as Senator Cullom is perfectly willing lo say—that there is work to do here and now on the tariff system, and that uiere is danger in delay and ex ressive timidity. The Iowa tarifT plar.k is disappoint ing, though half a loaf is better than none at all. There is, however, con solation in the remarks of our senior Senator.—Chicago Record-Herald. CHANGES IN THE TARIFF. Declaration of Iowa Republican Con vention Commended. The Republicans of Iowa reaffirm in this year’s platform certain state ments made in the platform of 1901. They Bay again: “We favor such changes in the tariff from time to time as become advisable through the progress of our industries and their changing relations to the commerce of the world. We indorse the policy of reciprocity as the natural complement of protection, and urge Its development as necessary to the reali zation of our highest commercial pos sibilities.” The Republicans who express them selves after this fashion do not look upon the Dingley tariff law as a per fect, unalterable piece of legislation. If has no sanctity for them. They are willing to lower duties when the prog ress of industry makes high duties un necessary for protection. They are reaily to lower duties through reci procity treaties whenever commercial advantages can be gained thereby. This is the policy of McKinley. It Is a broad, liberal, intelligent policy which should guide the course of the Republican party in congress. iiit' iv' jniuiivttiio aifMi v vino year as they did last year: "We favor any modification of the tariff sched ules that may be required to prevent their affording shelter to monopoly.” There was opposition to this clause in the committee on resolutions. It was asserted that the clause would be a plea of guilty to the Democratic charge that the tariff is the parent of trusts. Happily, the argument had no effect. The Republican party of Iowa has not been put In the false position it would have occupied if it had de clared indirectly that the tariff sched ules cannot afford shelter to monop oly. It is a notorious fact that some of the tariff schedules do afford shelter to monopoly. That is. they permit certain trusts or combines to exact from domestic consumers unreason- j ably high prices for their products— prices higher than could be exacted if , the tsrifT afforded no more protection! than is necessary to enable the Ameri can producers to compete on even terms with their foreign rivals. As some trusts make an illegitimate use of the protection they enjoy, why should the Republicans of Iowa and of the United States hesitate to say so? , Why should not they promise to de prive the trusts of a shelter they are abusing? The language used in tho Iowa platform is not a confession that the tariff i-5 the parent of trusts. There are trusts in free trade England. The language is a simple statement that the party which made the tarifT will change the tariff whenever It appears a wrongful use is being made of any i of the duties levied by it.—Chicago Tribune. TWO PICTURES. 1896. The Next Congress. A Democratic house next November would go far to check the progress of the country by largely destroying con fidence in the future. It would Indi cate a change where no change is de sired. It would promise a political revolution where revolution would be disastrous. It would be taken as a storm signal by the rich and poor alike Manufacturers would have no ground upon which to base estimates as to future work, capitalists would have no faith in the continued pros perity of the country. Apprehension would prevail where faith now con trols and the preparation for a change would do much to precipitate a finan cial and an industrial reaction. Every man, whether employer or employe, working by the day or the hour, working for others or for him self, every man who believes that the conditions now prevailing are better conditions than those that prevailed in 18%. should see to it that his vote and his influence are cast against the election of a Demooratic Congress next November.—Louisville Post. A Surplus Breeder. When the Dingley tariff bill became a law quite a number of wise news papers demonstrated that the Cleve land deficit would continue because it would be impossible to get more reve nue from the Dingley law than from the Gorman act. Nevertheless, under the Dingley law the tariff collections increased from $102,000,000 to $165, 000,000.—Indianapolis Journal. THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. LESSON IX. AUG. 31: NUM3ERS 21:10—THE BRAZEN SERPENT. Golden Text—“* • * Even So Must the Son of Man Be Lifted Up, That Whosoever Believeth in Him Should Not Perish, but Have Eternal Life.” 1. The Punishment of Pride.—Num bers 15-20. The Israelites, by their lark of faith at Kadesh Bamea, proved them selves unworthy to enter Canaan, and were Justly condemned to thirty-eight years more of their wilderness training school. God's purpose (Deut. 8:2) Was to "humble" them and “prove" them. Six events stand out In this long pe riod. chiefly at the end of It. The Revolt of Korah, chapter 16; the Budding of Aaron's Rod; the Death of Miriam, the sister of Moses, at Kadesh; the Murmuring at Kadesh; the Repulse from Edom: the Death of Aaron. II. faith Conquers the Canaanltes — Vs. 1-3. 1. "Arid when king Arad.” Rather, as In K. V.. “the Canaanlte, the king of Arad.” "Which dwelt In the south." The Negeb or South Country of Palestine, to reach which would re quire a march northward from Mt, Hor, where Aaron died. "Heard tell that Is rael came by way of the spies.” "Athar Im" (R. V.) may mean “spies,” or It may be the name of some unknown locality. "Then he fought against Israel.” 2. "And Israel vowed a vow.” . . . If thou wilt Indeed deliver this people into my hand.” This Is not In the bar gaining spirit The people must con quer before they could serve God with their conquests. "Then I will utterly destroy their cities." This was not vin dictiveness, but ordinary prudence. It Is mistaken mercy not to cut down wards and kill poisonous snakes. 3. “And they utterly destroyed them and their cities.” This probably occurr ed In the later time described In Josh. 12: 14: Judg. 1: 17. "And he called the name of the place normal).” "A devot ed thing." "something vowed." Lessons from Hortnah. J. The Canaan ltes saw that they and the Israelites could not live In the same country. Wherever two opposing Ideals come to gether. there Is an "irrepressible con flict." You cannot mix oil and water. No nation and no man can serve two masters 2. No Canaan Is to be won without fighting 3. God permitted the defeat, in order to drive people closer to himself. How often would you think of God If It were never necessary to go to him with pe titions? III. faithlessness and Its Punishment. -Vs. 4-6. 4. "And they Journeyed.” after Aaron's death. "From mount Her. By the way of the Red sea." or Yam Soph (Sea of Weeds), both names springing from Its abundant red coral. "To compass the land of Edom. And the soul of the people was much dlscourag ed because of the way.” They were turning their backs on Canaan and marching directly away from If. 5. "And the people spake against God.” They "tempted the Lord" (1 Cor. 10: 9). Speaking of God after a human fashion, he was tempted to give them up as hopeless. "And against Moses.” What a compliment, thus to be coupled with God. even In reproaches! "Where* fore have ye brought us up out of Egypt, to die In the wilderness?" Thus they turned God's greatest miracle and benefit into a complaint. 6. “And the Lord sent." It Is not necessary to suppose that the serpents were created for this occasion, hut the Lord brought them to this place, or he permitted the people In their blind ob stinacy to run Into them, withdrawing his protection from them. "fiery ser pents." Illustration. All sin Is like a serpent In Its crafty, sinuous action, fascinating to the eve, and like venom in Its effect. IV. The Look of Faith —Vs. 7-9. 7. “Tile people came to Moses." Moses was 120 years old. and some have thought that Joshua was already leading the people, more especially since Moses’ fall at Merthah; hut the people came In stinctively to him in need. "We have sinned.” The Israelites began to see that the real danger was not the serpents, but the sin that led to the serpents, and It was to open their eyes to this fact that the serpents were sent. “For we have spoken against the Lord.” Con fession. to be anything, must be defi nite. like tills, and not general. "And against thee.” Most sins are against men as well ns God. It Is not enough to ask God to forgive us, but we must go also, as these Israelites did. to the men against whom we have sinned. “Pray unto the 1/ord.” Practical. The life of Moses abounds In examples of the value of Intercessory prayer. Such prayer Is sadly neglected. 8. “Make thee a fiery serpent.” of brass (v. 9), that Is, of copper or bronze, which the word usually means. "And set It upon a pole.” The pole was to elevate It. so that all might see. 9. "And Moses made a serpent of brass.” It existed up to the time of King Ilezeklah. who wisely destroyed It. be cause the people had begun to worship It as an Idol (2 Kings IS; 4). “If a ser pent had bitten any man, when he be held the serpent of brass, he lived.” Illustration. Christ himself gave the Interpretation of this event In John 3: 14. 15—"As Moses lifted up the serpent lr) the wilderness, even so must the Son or man be lifted up: that whosoever be Ileveth In him should not perish, but have eternal life.” 1. The serpent was not the symbol or likeness of Christ, but of sin and it* penalty. Illustration. The brazen serpent "was hung up there on the banner-staff as a trophy, to show that for the poison th'-re was healing."—Alford. So Christ's cross has become the most conspicuous and triumphant object of the world's his tory. Illustration. Still the salvation comes, as this Illustration of the brazen ser pent makes clear, not from anything that we can do. but from what Christ Is and does. Illustration. It needs only a look. Every evangelist and missionary can give proofs of the possibility of sudden conversions. And the look of faith toward Christ's cross does actually and always heal men of their sin. Presented with Unique Chair. Doncaster, England, town council has been presented with a carved chair made out of oak found In the bed of the river Don half a century ago. The chair won a medal for its maker at the 1851 exhibition. Chinese as Soldiers. The Chinese are commonly sup posed to be peace-loving and harm less. The Zeitscbrift fur Mission skunde, however, declares that China is the greatest warlike nation in Asia and that they are in warfare worse than the Huns. Only One in Congress. Prank L. Coombs, who represents the First congressional district of Cal lfornia, is the only man in Congress born on the Pacific coast. He was born in the Napa valley in 1853.