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“At last you are in my power,” said
Schiller, as he peered into the help
less man's face.
Huntington muttered something,
but it was unintelligible on account of
the gag in his mouth.
As if the mere thought of being in
his enemy’s power was not enough to
distract the bound and helpless Vic
tim, Schiller added: “And soon your
lovely Pearl will join you in your im
prisonment!’
Huntington struggled fiercely. His
eyes sparkled the very defiance whi\h
was pent up in his soul. “His daugh
ter, the lovely Pearl, being enticed
Into the power of these villains!” It
was the bitterest kind of gall and
wormwood to the bound man. “And
he unable to assist her!”
“Ah, you feel the blow!’ chuckled
Schiller, exultantly. “And the chances
are that you will live to see your vir
tuous maid the wife of a convict! You
made me one, so you won’t care, eh!”
kicking the prostrate man. The man
hood of Schiller asserted itseif in thus
maltreating a defenseless prisoner.
Dr. Huntington groaned, not a groan
of physical, but a groan of mental
pain, then, as if aware of the useless
ness of struggling, lay quiet. WTiat
his thoughts were is not hard to im
agine. It would have fared bad with
Dr. Schiller could his victim have
succeeded in wrenching himself free
from his bonds. But Schiller had it
all his own way. His brutality went
no further. He was restrained by the
presence of Sharkey, who was acting
the part of the wounded man. and
Pearson, who now entered from the
front door. Although these "two were
convicts, they were lovers of fair
play.
After a whispered conversation be
tween these three men, in which it
seems that Sharkey and Pearson
seemed to be trying to persuade Schil
ler to abandon some project he had
scribbled off the note which was found
upon the center table.
Not without some misgivings was
Pearl assisted to a seat beside Whit
tleby. When she thought of the sup
posed condition of her father she had
no fear but what she was doing per
fectly right in not warning her
mother beforehand. No tinge of
shame wounded her fair cheeks at the
thought of being seen upon the street
in an old-fashioned, tumbled-down
wagon, beside a clownish looking
youth, only the time seemed to drag
terribly, though she was driven quick
ly through the streets and finally
came to the crossing in view of Squire
Briggs' house. Up to this time, and
even now no thought of evil entered
her pure mind.
“Where is he?” she asked.
“I suppose they have taken him
down to Squire Briggs’ cabin. I heard
I the men say something about it. That
is where the man is who broke his
leg!" was the ready answer.
Pearl shuddered. She had a horror
of sickness and pain of any sort.
“Perhaps,” Whittleby continued, as
if inspired by a sudden, happy
thought. “Perhaps your father is not
so badly hurt as was at first thought,
merely bruised a little, he may have
hastened on to relieve the greater
sufferings of the wounded man, know
ing you were coming to him.”
Whittleby had stopped the team.
The youth turned an inquiring glance
upon the girl, as if waiting an answer.
“Drive on!” It was with evident
effort that Pearl said this. If sht?
could have realized the value of these
! few words she would never have utter
ed the sanction of the driver's action,
i Whittleby, criminal that he is, had re
solved not to use force in urging
Pearl on to her doom. He was but
the tool of a greater scoundrel, and
) would have been willing to have fail
ed in his undertaking. Scoundrel
' though he is, he had never fallen so
"Who has done this?”
in view, Dr. Huntington heard the
team being driven off and realized foat
the girl of his heart—perhaps his wife
—would be enticed into the villain's
power. He prayed, he cursed, he
struggled, but no help, good or bad,
came to his aid.
For a few moments all was quiet in
the cabin. Dr. Huntington was finally
placed on the bunk with a sheet
thrown over him, the candle was
blown out and Pearson took up his
station on the outside of the hut, se
cure from view from the road. Shar
key sat in one corner of the room
calmly smoking his pipe
Possibly an hour passed in this
manner, then again the candle was
lit The men wore determined looks
upon their faces. Soon came the
• sound of a wagon coming down the
lane, then it stopped. The men hid
behind the door when opened, and in
Dounded Pearl Huntington, out of
oreath and seemingly greatly agitat
ed. The door was closed behind her.
and when she turned she was con
fronted by the stern looks of the des
perate men.
But let us describe the abductors
of Pearl Huntington and learn how
she came to fall into the trap set for
her.
Tom Whittleby, the driver of the
wagon which had brought Dr. Hunt
ington to his doom, receiving orders
from Schiller, after untying his team,
mounted the seat and returned to
town. dri\4ng straight to the home of j
Dr. Huntington. He rang the bell at
the front door, and was waited upon
by Pearl herself.
“Your father—” Whittleby began,
and he nervously twisted his hat in his j
hand.
“What of him?” asked Pearl, in a
voice tremulous with emotion. “Oh.
say he has not been hurt!”
“I am sorry to have to say so,” said
the youth, as if with an effort, “but
while crossing the railroad track my
team grew frightened and threw him
from the wagon!”
“My father! Oh, my father!” she
cried wildly, striving hard to keep
back her tears. “Let me go to him!”
“He does not wish to alarm your
mother.” Whittleby said, cautiously.
‘He is not hurt badly, but perhaps you
had better see him.”
“Just like papa!’ she said, striving
hard not to break down. “He does
not wish to alarm us, but he is dying;
I know he is dying! What shall I do?
And mamma is away!”
This was relief to Whittleby to
learn that the mother was away.
“Come with me,” he said.
“My mother has gone to the recep
tion, and if I am not here when she
returns she will worry about me!”
“Her absence is a blessing—you will
be ba£k before she returns—put on
your cloak and come with me.”
The daughter did so, but not until
she had asked where her father was.
ard before she left the house she
low as to war on a woman. But Pearl
blindly walked into the trap set for
her, but it was baited with the love
of a kind and indulgent father.
They drove up to the cabin door,
and Whittleby assisted her to alight.
As he had not the heart to force her
into bondage, he ostensibly busied
himself with tying his team, telling
Pearl to run ahead and let herself
into the house. When Pearl entered
the house and met the three men and
saw her father lying bound and help
less before her, she did not scream
with fright and faint away, but her
bringing up asserted itself. She saw
it all—indignation took the place of
fear.
“Hojv dare you?” she demanded.
“Who has done this?” drawing up her
form to its magnificent height. “Cow
ards!” she cried in a voice that ex
pressed nothing more than contempt
and scorn.
“Have a care, woman!” hissed Schil
ler, stung-to the quick at the taunt,
and quite unprepared for the turn the
scene had taken, rather expecting
tears. “Have a care, or you will suf
fer the same indignity!”
And so it is you!” she retorted,
pointing her finger in scorn upon the
man. “Why have you done this?” By
intuition she recognized Schiller.
“That you shall know only too
soon,” he said, seizing her arm. “But
now I have no time to waste in an
swering questions.” Then, in a milder
tone, he was struck with her intense
beauty, and revengeful though he was,
he hesitated to use violence upon her
person. It would not have been well
for him had he done so, for the two
men who now surrounded him would
not. have seen Pearl ill treated. King
though he was of the powerful Society
of Convicts, he was nbt supreme in
his power once outside his own dom
inion. and it would not have taken
much to have sat Pearson and Shar
key against him.
With a gesture of disdain Pearl
threw off the restraining hand of her
father’s enemy, and with a cry of an
guish fell upon her knees beside her
father.
“Miss Huntington,” said Schiller, ir
as calm a voice as he could command,
as he tore her from her father’s breast,
“that you will not be allow-ed to do.
but if you give me your word of
honor not to cry out, nor try to es
cape, I will not bind you: should you
refuse I will be compelled to use
force!”
“A compact with criminals is not
binding!’ she cried, again struggling
to escape from his grasp.
“As you please, ’ said Schiller,
fiercely. “Then I will have to bind
you."
“As you will,” she Eaid. disdain
fully. “I do not wish to be beholden
even for a slight favor. What are you
going to do with papa?” Even in the
extreme peril that she realized sup
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rounded her, her fears were most for
her father.
“Make you Queen of the Convict
Country; make your father Sir James
Karhu-Huntington, Physician in Chief
to the Convict Court! Does not this
flatter you?”
“Who are you?’ she asked at last,
sobered by the vehement words of
the great scoundrel.
“My name is Schiller, of whom you
have no doubt heard, and I am the
king of the convicts.”
“You look it! A villain and a con
vict!” was the retort. She had ceased
to struggle now and Schiller proceed
ed to bind her. Only once did she
attempt to reach her father again.
“Have good cheer, father!” she said,
just before they proceeded to tie a
handkerchief over her mouth. “All
will be well!”
After binding the girl no time was
lost in preparing to move. The team
had been turned around. Pearl and her
father were forced into the wagoD
and stretched out upon the bottom
upon a pile of straw, then the whole
party set out. Whittleby and Schil
ler seated themselves upon the
driver's seat; Sharkey and Pearson
sat in the rear of the wagon with
their feet hanging over the back, com
pletely hiding from view' their prison
ers.
“Bid farewell to freedom, home and
family,” said Schiller, tauntingly to
the bound and helpless man below
him. “for you never will enjoy them
more. It is my turn now! I swore to
be even with you, and I mean to
keep my word. You have made me
suffer years of toil and the loss of
freedom, and now I will heap the
same indignity upon you tenfold. 1
have torn you from your family and
friends and am carrying you Into
bondage worse than death—you and
your Pearl—and will seat her upon the
throne of a people unchaste and im
pure. You will be forced to tend the
sick and dying—at any and all times
—and there will be no pleasure in per
forming a good day’s work, no atten
tion, no quiet fireside to rest at after
your labors are over!”
Dr. Huntington scarce heard the
taunt. His thoughts were far away
He was thinking of his wife, his faith
ful companion through years of toil
and struggling and his heart bled for
her. The thought was terrible, would
his gentle, loving helpmate lose her
mind. God grant that such would
not be her fate. Of Pearl he dared
not think—it was too horrible!
When morning broke many miles
had been passed over, and the muddy
waters of the mighty Ohio lay
stretched out before them. Now
Pearl and her father were placed
under a powerful drug and became un
conscious of their surroundings. In
this state they were taken on board
a packet plying down the river, and
they knew not whither the tide bore
them.
(To be continued.)
ACCENT NOT GOOD ENOUGH.
Otis Skinner Unsuccessful in Fooling
Englishman.
It is a common experience of
American tourists to be recognized at
once as Americans when in England,
and the readiness of the English in
letting one know that he is stamped,
as it were, with the word America i3
often annoying, no matter how patriot
ic one may be, says Ethel Shackel
ford. in Lippineott’s. For this reason
it often happens that tourists affect an
English accent for the time being.
When Mr. and Mrs. Otis Skinner were
abroad last summer they grew very
weary of having things explained to
them as though they were foreigners
and unable to understand the English
language. Mr. Skinner was not in
clined to go into a shop in Warwick
one day so that Mrs. Skinner might
inquire the price of something in the
window which caught her fancy; he
insisted that the clerk would instant
ly class his voice as American, or his
clothes, or something, and it was all
so tiresome.
“Why don’t you use that wonderful
stage English accent of yours and fool
the man?” suggested the clever wife.
The idea was a good one, and Mr
Skinner smiled and went in confident
ly, asking—with the rising inflection
and true British casual manner—the
price of his wares. Mrs. Skinner was
charmed with the art of performance.
“This ’ere one. sir!” asked the
shopkeeper. “Well, sir, hit sells for
four shillings, sir, which is habout one
dollar in your money, sir.”
BOY SAVED THE EXPRESS.
Little Fellow’s Sharp Eyes Prevented
Serious Accident.
Theodore Biedlinger, 5 years old,
whose father is in the postoffice serv
ice and attached to station E,’ Man
hattan, prevented a serious wreck at
New Hyde Park, L. I.
Recently some wheels for farm wag
ons were received at the station. They
have tires nine inches wide and the
hubs, spokes and felloes are heavy.
An express bound east rushed past
the depot and the vibration caused one
of the heavy wheels to roll from its
position against the freight house and
along the platform in the wake of the
train, and then out upon the rails,
where it fell. It lay so that it was
difficult to see it because of the sta
tion platform. No one saw the mis
hap except the boy, who was looking
out of the door. His mother was sit
ting in the waiting room.
After the train had passed he re
turned to his mother and told her
that one of the big wheels had rolled
off the platform. She told him he was
mistaken, but he insisted and said it
was out on the track. Mrs. Biedlinger
finally went out on the platform to
see what the child meant and at once
saw the danger. She first tried to
lift it, but was unable .and so called
out Station Agent Ferrant. Less than
a mifiute after the wheel was removed
the second express went past.
Well-Named.
Bill—I see they’ve named a whisky
after Admiral Togo.
Jill—Well, it’s* a good name for
whisky.
“How so?”
“It gets the best of so many people.”
Underpaid.
Jaxon—Why do preachers always
w’ear long coats?
Johnson—To cover the patches in
their trousers.—Cleveland Leader.
Sunbcnnets and Aprons.
Sunbonnets, to keep off sunburn,
and, incidentally, to look very pretty
in, are proving mighty popular.
Dimities, properly stiffened by being
made up over stout muslin, are fas
cinating when their pink rosebuds
match the pink gown they’re worn
with, or give an unexpected dash of
color to an all-white gown which is
mighty picturesque. Chambray, ging
ham—the whole list of summer stuffs
might be gone over without finding a
material which, in delicate colors,
wouldn’t be suitatble.
And aprons—artists have worked
revolutions in them, until they’re no
longer a badge of servitude, or of the
opposite extreme, the fancy-work girl,
but are donned for gardening and for
all sorts of work.
Soft greens and blues—the “ar
tistic” shades—are chosen and made
up in straight widths gathered on
bands which are decorated, or with
straps which button down, tab-fashion,
on the front and back bands.
Pretty for Summer Frocks.
A pretty notion is an arrangement
of pompadour ribbon on a net gown.
Say the gown is rose pink net, and
we have two bands of ribbon, white
with roses on it, in place of tucks
around the skirt. Then a broad scarf
of it starts under one arm and hooks
across to the opposite under-arm
seam in an empire style effect. There
are two pointed Directoire revers of
the ribbon, and short puffed elbow
sleeves, and all the rest is lace and
net. A lovely arrangement for sum
mer frocks, and so deliciously dainty.
Stunning Shirred Effect.
One of the most modish of the new
waists is shown here, and it will win
the admiration of beauty-loving wom
en everywhere because of its possibili
ties. For the slender woman the
shirred bolero effect will supply full
ness to the bust, and the puff sleeves
breadth to narrow shoulders. A soft
veiling in lavender or yellow, with ecru
lace and crushed girdle of a dark
hucd chiffon velvet or taffeta will de
velop this model most becomingly.
A Good Hamburg Steak.
A Hamburg steak is scornfully re
fused by many because it is badly
prepared. In the first place, it is al
ways most satisfactory to buy a fresh
ly cut slice from the round and put
it through the home food chopper; the
chopper in the store is not as fre
quently or as thoroughly cleansed as
it should be, and often gives a taint
to the meat which is irremedial, says
the Brooklyn Times. For each pound
add after chopping one tablespoonful
of onion Juice, a half teaspoonful of
pepper. Work thoroughly with the
hands, then mould into an oval steak
fully an inch and a half thick. Ar
range in a greased broiler and place
over a rather moderate fire. Turn
every half-minute and cook from eight
to ten minutes. It should be slightly
rare, tender, juicy and well flavored.
When dished pour the sauce round it.
Shallow Yokes.
Shallow yokes of Valenciennes in
sertion running round, and each row
fulled slightly to the one aDove in
order to give the flare for the shoul
ders, are the most comnion of the pret
ty yokes, and, made by hand, are as
attractive as many more elaborate de
signs. Sometimes the insertion rows
are Joined by open stitch instead of
being sewed'edge to edge, and a vari
ation upon this simple yoke is ob
tained by using the narrow Valenci
ennes edging in place of the insertion,
the scalloped edge of one row being
sewed down upon the straight edge o:
the row below.
Lace edge is also used as insertion
in other parts of lingerie blouses and
frocks, being sewed upon the goods
with the scallop edge upward. The
material is then cut from underneath
and finished just as in the case of the
ordinary insertion.
Tiny bias bands of finest lawn are
introduced into many of the lingerie
yokes to outline a design filled in with
open stitchery and Valenciennes or
embroidery.
Pastel Tinted Waists.
Pastel tinted shirtwaists are ap
proved by Dame Fashion for wear
with coat suits, but not with white
linen or serge skirts. Apropos of white
serge, this material has been restored
to the greatest favor. The chic sum
mer girl will have at least one serge
costume with short skirt and coat elab
orately braided. But to return to the
shirtwaist, the one dominant idea is
that it shall be transparent, whether
destined for wear in the morning or
for an afternoon walk. A good rule
for the home fashioner of the blouse
to follow is that all widths are cut the
exact length of the figure for front,
back and arms. There is no extra ma
terial allowed for a droop on the
sleeves at the elbow, which style is
now decidedly de mode. Th'e sleeves
are full, but do not bag, and the mate
rial is cut the length of the arm. The
pin tucks, run daintily by hand, do
not supply much fullness at the waist,
but fullness at this point is very un
desirable this season. The high
girdles closely wrap the figure, and
this effect cannot be accomplished
when there is a lot of bungly material
to be pushed under the top.
^ ^ConS idenc^s
Puffs are featured.
Skirts flare broadly.
Girdles point deeply.
Many buckles figure. .
Rose quillings remain.
Sleeves are quite small.
Parasol decorations are flat.
Princess effects will not down.
All hats turn up at some point.
Leghorn hats have reappeared.
Flounced boleros reach the hips.
A draped bodice is gauged down the
front.
There are mousquetaire lingerie un
dersleeves.
Little hats and high coiffures mean
high collars.
Jaunty coat-tails are added to all
sorts of blouses.
A very charming hat is faced with
crush blush roses.
All-Embroidery Gowns.
The all-embroidery gown is made of
alternating stripes of India lawn and
embroidery Anglaise, or of simple ma
chine made embroidery in good de
signs. It is made shirtwaist fashion,
buttoned up the back with many small
lace buttons, and is finished at the
bot-tom with ruffles of the white. The
frock is worn over a pale blue slip
and is finished with girdle of blue
louisine, the chemisette and collar are
fashioned of fine “laid over” plaits of
the white Persian lawn, and the hat
and parasol are of corresponding em
broidery laid over blue. A full ruche
of blue ribbon finishes the hat, and ties
of the ribbon are fastened in with
rosettes near the back, and can be
either utilized or allowed to hang in
sash ends.
Of Sheer Silken Stuff.
The sheer silken stuffs are lovelier
than ever and as popular. A pretty
gown is made from one of the new
silks, which is exceedingly soft, with
a luster and yet seems hardly like
taffeta or messaline. Its ground is
shot in almond green and white, with
the most delicate of little white vines
running over its surface. A small
square yoke of tucked white mousse
line is bordered with a band of nar
row lace insertion and three ruffles of
lace. The fullnes of the draped bodice
is caught on either side by a strap of
silk on which are fastened three small
buttons. Similar treatment is given
the short puffed sleeve, which is edged
with a double ruffle of lace. The hat is
white chip trimmed with white ca
meras and green foliage.
Pale Blue Peau de Cygne.
A pale blue peau de eygne has the
skirt laid in three wide tucks just
above the hem. The skirt is full, but
fits closely about the hips. The bod
ice is rounded 8ut in the neck and a
guimpe of fine lace with high stocjj
inset. The sleeves consist of a large
puff of silk reaching to the elbow and
finished with lace ruffles. The under
sleeves are of lace and fit the arms
closely, ending in tiny frills of lace
which fall over the hands.
If yalms are sponged occasionally
with equal parts of milk and luke
warm water they will retain a healthy
glpss.
The white substance that accumu
lates in the tops of fruit jars can be
removed by boiling the tops in strong
soda water.
One<* a week every pipe and drain
in the house should be flushed with
copperas solution to remove all odors
and sediment.
Frock of white mull with embroid
ered accessories.
Rose-colored taffeta gown embroid
ered in black and trimmed with nar
row plaited ruffles.
A man suggests that a little lard or
vaseline be applied on a door or win
dow to the part which rubs and pre
vents opening.
An old tin teakettle with the bottom
cut out makes an excellent cover to
place over irons heating on gas or gas
oline stoves.
A little leaf mold around the surface
of the ground about the roots of hardy
ferns will improve the color if they
appear sickly.
Until the plumber can come, a leak
can be temporarily stopped with a
mixture of yellow soap, whiting and a
very little water.
“Antique” Is New Style.
Among the old weaves that have el
bowed new fabrics out of the ranks is
moire antique, a venerable textile of
ancient and honorable lineage. It
comes, of course, with the soft, supple
body demanded by the fashions. It
compares excellently with the jeweled
and other elaborate trimmings of the
hour. Pale tinted and shot effects
are its popular forms.
Meant far Cooler Days.
A simple dress is of white mohair,
with that very effective white Rus
sian braid as trimming around the
bolero and on the cuffs, as well as
twice around the skirt, worn over a
blouse of lawn and Valenciennes lace,
and topped off by a smart, close hat
of white horsehair, with a long black
aigrette at one side, leaning toward
the back, and a deep bandeau of white
gardenias. All this sounds elaborate,
but in reality is easily carried out, anc1
is a perfect gown to have on hand fo
cool summer days, when one wants :
rather more substantial dress.
Frock for a Little Girl.
Child’s frock of gobelin blue voile.
The blouse is trimmed around the
neck and in front with white embroid
ery or lace, and is laced with white
ribbon and enamel buttons over a
plastron of white batiste, trimmed
with valenciennes lace insertion. A
t
pretty knot of ribbon ornaments the
front, and the belt is of the same rib
bon.
The puffed sleeves are of white ba
tiste, trimmed with the Valenciennes
insertion and finished at the elbows
with ruffles of the same.
The full skirt is finished at the bot
tom with a band of lace or embroid
ery.
Irich Crochet Lace.
As the season deepens the demand
for lace, and handsome lace at that
increases. One sees fewer of the fine
varieties but a great many of the
coarser laces. Indeed the heavy lace
has come into its own as never before
and the Irish crochet lace heads the
whole list in popularity. It is the lace
of laces for wear this summer and fall.
All the coarse laces are liked and are
used for trimming laces and for whole
suits, as nearly as possible, because so
very much more effective than the fine
laces.
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Spanish Fruit Pudding.
Line a baking dish with a light puff
paste, add a layer of shredded pineap
ple, and cover it with powdered sugar;
add a layer of sweet oranges, sliced;
pie, and cover it with powdered sugar;
next add a layer of sliced bananas
with sugar strewn over them. Repeat
the process until the dish is full. Cov
er the dish with a light puff paste and
bake it to a delicate brown.
AN IDEAL COURT PRAYER.
Comitiended by Judge for Brevity and
Common Sense.
Prior to the commencement of a
term of court at Manchester, N. H,
several years ago Judge Doe, in his
usual brisk way, requested the sheriff
to invite some clergymen to make the
customary opening prayer, provided
one could be found who would be
brief.
The sheriff, in his quest to fill the
bill, met the Rev. Mr. Buckley, a min
ister w'ho had charge of one of the
city churches. The sheriff told him
what was wanted, that the prayer must
be short, and suggested that the
quicker he could earn the $3 fee al
lowed the more satisfactory would be
his efforts.
While demurring to the mercenary
and commercial spirit of the invita
tion, Mr. Buckley concluded to accept,
and immediately repaired to the court
house. A brief introduction to the
judge, call of silence by the sheriff,
and the minister's dignified form
arose. With closed eyes and solemn
visage he slowly and impressively
livered the following brief prayer:
“Oh, Lord! bless this court and
bless these lawyers; make them feel
that life is short and time is precious,
not to be wasted in empty declama
tion, for Christ’s sake, amen."
Judge Doe afterward said this
should *be adopted as a model prayer
for such an occasion.
A SYMBOL OF THE MODERN
Meaning of the Automobile's Seventy
Miles an Hour.
The chauffeur is the type, the sym
bol of the modern, says Century Life
in America. The driver in action
leans over the motor bonnet like an
aimed arrow. His left hand is on the
steel driving gear, his right hand
opens and closes as he feels for the
emergency brake that will save a life
at the next blind corner; his feet, clad
in buckskin shoes, are pliable and
acutely sensitive and play the clutch
as if it were a soft pedal. His gog
gles thrown off a steady fusillade of
sand. His slave of the race, the me
chanic at his left, is feeding oil to the
friction-chafed chassis.
The machine is throbbing as if it
were a great heart, and the pulsations
go through him as part of the system.
The wheel tires get egg-shaped from
the momentum. Chewing dust and
blinking wind he feels the speed gath
ering from all parts, from the hub bolt
to the inmost nut of the body, like a
rising tide.
What wonder that the greatest tri
umph since Goethe was crowned at
Weimer came to Fournier when he
had hurtled through three nations and
rolled into the circus ground of Ber
lin, receiving the prize of the emperor
of Germany of the king of the Bel- !
gians, of the grand duke of Luxem
bourg and of the city of Hanover?
Judge Kennedy’s View Confirmed.
Judge Kennedy of the Newton pr»
lice court, although a model of cour
tesy on the bench, never fails to nail
a lie, especially if the falsifier is on
trial for a crime.
An old offender was arraigned be
fore him, charged with drunkenness.
When the complaint had been read
the defendant bravely answered, “Not
guilty.” The judge, eyeing him sharp
ly, Inquired: “How long since you
were drunk?” The prisoner answered
that he hadn’t taken a drink for more
than a year.
“That’s not true,” replied his hon
or. “I saw you drunk within a month,
on the street in Boston, and you had
the impudence to accost me.”
“Did I spake to you, sor?” asked
the prisoner.
“You did,” said the court.
"Well, thin, I must have been drunk,
yer anner.”
No one in the court room enjoyed
the incident more than the judge.—
Boston Herald.
George III and the Parrot.
The habit acquired by parrots on
board ship of cursing and swearing,
and making use of other objectionable
language, is a matter of common
knowledge. Lord Howe had just re
turned from his great victory, and
King George III and his consort.
Queen Charlotte, honored him with a
visit on board his ship. Among oth
er treasures brought home by the ad
miral was a parrot famed for its talk
ing, which was always kept hung up
in the admiral's stateroom. Their
majesties were called on to see the
wonderful bird, but, unfortunately,
Polly, who was no respecter of per
sons, broke out In a torrent of foul
and obscene language. The queen was
hurried out of the cabin, whilst Polly
was sent sprawling off her perch by
the admiral.
No Carriage Roads From Ireland.
An Irishman was brought before the
lower court on a charge of vagrancy,
and was questioned as follows;
“What business are you in?”
“Sure, I am a sailor, your honor.”
“You a sailor? I question whether
you have ever been to sea in your
iife.M
“Sure, now, and does your honor
think I came over from Ireland in a
carriage?” He was released.
Hamper Americans in Transvaal.
American physicians and dentists,
notwithstanding their famous skill and
professional pre-eminence, now find it
Impossible to practice their profes
sions in the Transvaal, without first
obtaining a certificate of registration,
and such a certificate can not be ob
tained unless the applicant possesses
British qualifications.
Monument to Samuel Colt.
The widow of Col. Samuel Colt,
Inventor of the revolver which bears
his name, is about to put up in Hart
ford a monument to Colt—a bronze
statue of heroic size.
Only American Life Guard.
Marshall Roberts occupies the more
or less enviable position of being the
only native born American who ever
oecame an officer In the British Life
Guards.
State to Build Good Roads.
Under a new law, Illinois, during
the next two years, will spend $50,000
in building good roads to serve as
samples of what is desirable in that
respect.
