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SYNOPSIS.
Robert Cameron, capitalist, consults
Philip Clyde, newspaper publisher, re
garding anonymous threatening letters he
has received. The first promises a sample
of the writer’s power on a certain day.
On that day the head is mysteriously rut
from a portrait of Cameron while the lat
ter is Tn the room. Clyde has a theory
that the portrait was mutilated while the
room was unoccupied and the head later
removed by means of a string, unnoticed
by Cameron. Evelyn Grayson. Cameron’s
niece, with whom Clyde is in love, finds
the head of Cameron’s portrait nailed to
a tree, where it was had been used as a
rget. Clyde pledges Evelyn to secrecy,
lyde learns that a Chinese boy employed
by Philatus Murphy, an artist living
nearby, had borrowed a rifle from Cam
••rons* lodgekeepr. Clyde makes an pi*
• use to call on Murphy and is repulsed
He pretends to be investigating alleged
infractions of the game laws and speaks
of finding the bowl of an opium pipe un
der the tree where Cameron’s portrait
was found. The Chinese boy is found
dead next morning. While visiting Cam
eron in his dressing room a Nell Gwvnne
mirror is mysteriously shattered. Cameron
becomes seriously ill as a result of the
shock. The third letter appears mysteri
ously on Cameron’s sick bed. It makes
direct threats against the life of Cameron.
Clyde tells Cameron the envelope was
empty. He tells Evelyn everything ana
plans to take Cameron on a yacht trip.
The yacht picks up a fisherman found
drifting helplessly' in a boat. He gives
the nume of Johnson Cameron disap
pears from yacht while Code’s back is
turned. A fruitless search Is made for a
footer boat seen by the captain just be
fore Cameron disappeared. Johnson is al
lowed to go after being closely questioned.
Evelyn takes the letters to an expert in
Chinese literature, who pronounces them
Chinese oilgin. Clyde seeks assistance
from a Chinese felloyv college student,
who recommends him to Yip Sing, most
prominent Chinaman in New York. The
latter promises to seek information of
Cameron among his countrymen. Among
Cameron's letters is found one from one
Addison, who speaks of seeing Cameron
In Pekin. Cameron had frequently de
clared to Clyde that he had never been in
•^hina. Clyde calls on Dr. Addison. He
learns that Addison and Cameron were at
one time intimate friends, but had a fall
ing out over Cameron's denial of having
been seen In Pekin by Addison Clyde
goes to meet Yup Sing, sees Johnson, at
tempts to follow him, falls into a base
ment. sprains his ankle and becomes un
conscious. Clyde Is found by Miss Clement
a mlssolnary among the Chinese. He is
sick several days as a result of inhaling
charcoa* fumes. Evelyn tells Clyde of a
peculiarly acting anesthetic which renders
a person temporarily unconscious. Mnr
fthv is discovered to have mysterious re
a*lon3 with the Chinese. Miss Clement
promises to get information about Cam
eron.
CHAPTER XVI.—Continued.
Tt was now my turn to be thought
ful Evelyn believed In the woman's
ability to aid She had said ns much
to me. And 1 myself possessed a cer
tain degree of faith in feminine intui
tion. Aside from that, though. Miss
Clement had demonstrated that she
wielded a certain power in her baili
wick—was not my watch, at that mo
ment, In my pocket?—and her whole
personality proclaimed inherent ca
pacity for accomplishment.
“Very well. Miss Clement." I ngreed.
“T will wait three days. It is now Sat
urday, November 14. If by this time
Tuesday afternoon we are not, at
least, on the track of something tan
gible, I shall be on my way to Mul
berry street.”
Sunday was with me a day of im
patience. 1 fretted now at confine
ment, for my ankle was quite strong
again, and I was perfectly well in
other respects, too. But my physician
had set Monday for my first day out,
and he refused to concede even a
twenty-four-hour change of plan. But
I chafed more even at the Inactivity
to which I had agreed concerning
Cameron than at the confinement. /All
at once, I had become Imbued with a
neoessity for prompt and strenuous
measures. Some awful thing, I knew
not what, seemed ominously immi
nent, and remorse tore at me torment
Ingly.
Early Monday, I telephoned Miss
Clement for tidings of her progress,
but she could only implore me to wait.
She had nothing to report, but she
was encouraged. With my hands thus
tied diversion was my only refuge, and
an accumulation of office work into
which l plunged served, in part at
{east, this purpose.
Evelyn and Mrs. Lancaster had
come in from Greenwich and opened
• the Cameron town bouse, a great
white granite Renaissance affair, on
upper Fifth avenue, facing the park;
Red because the girl had made me
promise, 1 lunched there; but I went
w.th less grace than ever before, un
certain as I was of my self-control.
Evelyn's faith in Miss Clement, how
ever, was contagious. She spoke of
little else, and when I came away It
was with strengthened hope of speedy
results.
It is my habit to glance over the
parlier editions of all the evening pa
pets before leaving my office, and lat
er, either on the train to Greenwich
or. when in town, at my club, to read
more carefully the later issues of the
News and Star. On this particular
day, however, a succession of matters
of more importance prevented my
looking at so much as a headline, un
til. seated at dinner, in the club res
taurant, I saw on a window ledge be
side m^ one of the more sensational
of the afternoon dailies, and appro
priated it in lieu of better companion
ship.
It was one of those journals which,
In catering to the tastes of the prole
tariat, conceive it wise to minimize
♦ heir references to Wall street, save
only when a marked slump or a panic
points the moral of the unscrupulous
capitalist and his heinous crimes.
When, therefore, long, bold-face type
attracted my eye with the announce
ment, “Fall In Crystal Consolidated,”
I started to read the subjoined article
confident enough that some dlrectoi
or directors had been spitted for bar
becue. And before I had read five
lines 1 came upon the name of Robert
Cameron.
If l was to believe this introductory
paragraph, my friend was to Crystal
Consolidated what John D. Rockefel
ler was to Standard Oil, yet in th«
months of our Intimacy he had mad<
no reference to this connecti-'n; and
though I was thoroughly familiar with
the "great glass trust,” as It was
called, and with the name of its multi
millionaire master, strangely enough I
had never connected the Cameron I
knew with this Cameron, the Captain
of Industry.
“I am,” he had said, in all modesty,
"largely interested in a certain line of
industrial enterprises.” That was all.
I suppose I should have known; and
yet, "no prophet is without honor,
save in his own country.”
The newspaper article I now read,
however, left no room for doubt on the
subject; and, incidentally in a single
sentence, revealed the secret of how
CaaJeron had succeeded in escaping
that general recognition which is usu
ally the penalty of greatness. “He
has never sat for a photograph.”
But, while this part of the article
interested, that which followed startled
and perplexed mef
"Crystal Consolidated fell to 103
today,” it went on, “because of a per
sistent rumor that Robert Cameron
is seriously ill, in a Newr England sani
tarium. The greatest secrecy has been
maintained as to his malady and his
whereabouts by those who are in a
position to know. It has been ascer
tained. however, that after spending a
quiet summer at his country place,
Cragholt, on Long Island sound, near
Greenwich, he started on October 21,
on his fast steam yacht Sibylla for a
cruise along the New England coast. |
Ten days later the Sibylla returned,
but Mr. Cameron was not on board.
"It is known that he has been in
ill health for months, and there are
those who now declare that he has
sought the seclusion of an institution
for the treatment of nervous diseases,
near Boston, his condition being criti
“Inquiry, today, at his Fifth avenue
home in this city, and at his Connecti
cut country seat, was fruitless. Mr.
Cameron was at neither place, and the
servants expressed ignorance concern
ing his present address.
"At the offices of the Crystal Con
solidated Manufacturing company and
at those of the missing financier’s
brokers. Hatch & Hastings, evasion
was the keynote of the answers to all
I questions.
“Whether Mr. Cameron Is as 111 as
is reported, or whether he is quite
robust, the effect of the gossip on
Crystal Consolidated was disastrous.
A slump of fifteen points in two hours,
j this afternoon, wiped out many weak
I lv margined accounts, and spread ruin
''among a number of speculators who
I fondly imagined this iaw-defying
| trufet. of which Cameron is the sup
j porting Atlas, as firmly intrenched as
i is the government Itself.
“Unless something definite is forth
coming regarding Mr. Cameron’s con
dition before the market opens tomor
row, a panic in Crystal Consolidated
is predicted. It closed today at 102%
bid, 103 asked; the lowest figures re
corded this year.”
It startled me, because It showed
that at least a part of the secret we
were guarding was a secret no longer;
and it perplexed me because I could
not fancy through what channel these
somewhat distorted facts had filtered
into publicity. I had no doubt that
the ball, having been set rolling in
this fashion, would gain both in vol
ume ami momentum unless some ener
getic measures were promptly taken
to check it. And yet, what, under the
circumstances, could we do? Subter
fuge, I knew, would be useless, and
the truth must prove an accelerant.
In haste and with diminished appe
tite I rushed through my dinner, and
a moment later was speeding up the
avenue as fast aB a taxicab could car
ry me, with the Cameron mansion my
destination and a consultation with
Evelyn Grayson my object.
It must not be imagined that in this
matter I expected any weighty assist
ance from a young woman of such lim
ited experience; but she was practi
cally alone in the great house and I
could well Imagine how already re
porters must be vying one with anoth
er to wring from her admissions con
cerning her uncle.
To my infinite relief I found that
she had returned the word, “Not at
home,” to all such callers. Inquiries
from other sources had been met in
similar fashion. Officers of the com
pany had called in person or had tel
egraphed, and Hatch & Hastings had
been almost aggravatlngly insistent.
“But, Evelyn,” I said, "this is all
such a surprise to me. I had no notion
your uncle was at all active in any cor
poration. I fancied him a director,
probably, in a score or more of com
panies, but that he was the so-called
‘Glass King,’ I never for a moment
suspected. Under the circumstances,
he must have a private secretary
somewhere, who might have been of
inestimable aid to us.”
“He has a private secretary, It
seems,” she replied, “though even I
never knew it until I read it in the
News this evening. I am sure he
never came to Cragholt. His name is
Simms—Howard Simms—and he was.
interviewed at the Company’s office.
Didn’t you see it?”
I confessed that I had missed ev
ery evening paper but one.
"It was he, I think," she went on,
“who, becoming alarmed at Uncle
Robert’s long silence, mentioned It to
some one, who in turn spread the dam
aging reports."
“Then he is a very incompetent pri
vate secretary," I commented, "if not,
indeed, & dangerous one. I shall make
.a point of seeing Mr. Simms as early
as possible tomorrow. Tonight I am
going to call on Tony Hatch—I have
a nodding acquaintance with him—and
assure him that when I last saw Rob
ert Cameron less than a month ago
he was in perfect health, and that
I am satisfied he is not In any sanlta
rium or suffering from any mental or
physical disorder. If he approves of
the idea I shall give out a statement
to the newspapers, implying that your
uncle has gone on a little journey of
which his family are entirely cogni
zant. and that his return may be ex
pected almost any day. I think that
ought to turn the tide in Wall street
tomorrow. Meanwhile, my dear Eve
lyn. continue to be ‘not at home.’ ”
But neither at his home nor at any
of his clubs could I find Mr. Hatch,
though I searched for him diligently
until long after midnight. Evidently
he was intent on evading the sleuth
hounds of the press, and had suc
cessfully taken to cover.
And then, on my way back down the
avenue, to the Loyalton, that hap
pened which made all subterfuge, all
tact, all dissembling, unnecessary. Foi
on the sidewalk, opposite the cathe
dral, I found the best of answers to
all the questions raised by the rumor
mongers—the animate refutation of
every disturbing waif word.
CHAPTER XVII.
Opposite the Cathedral.
Fifth avenue at two o’clock in the
morning is fast asleep. There are lo
calities In New York which are more
widely awake at that hour than at
any other time of day. but the high
way of fashion is not one of them;
and in the neighborhood of Fiftieth
street, its repose is as profound as at
any point of its long, undeviatingly
straight course.
For over an hour I had waited In
that sumptuous white marble club edi- j
flee of the plutocrats which ostenta
tiously punctuates the avenue at Six
tieth street, and. tired of sitting, nerv- j
ous and disappointed, I had chosen to
walk down to my rooms, believing
that the exercise in the clear, frosty
air would serve to counteract, in a
measure at least, all three of these
vexations.
To the limit of sight there stretched
away a double, converging chain of
twin lights marking the curb line for
endless blocks, and illuminating the
nearer sidewalk and roadway, if not
to effulgence, certainly with a clearly
defining radiance. Now and then I
met a quick-stepping pedestrian, usu
ally in evening dress with cigar alight;
and at more or less brief intervals
limousined motors and taxicabs %vith
gleaming lamps sped by me at top
speed. Onoe a hansom passed, the
hoof-beats of the hard-driven horse re
sounding jarringly against the night
silence.
At Fifty-fourth street I cut diagonal
ly across the avenue to the west side,
and, continuing my way southward,
absorbed in the problems confronting
me, had been for a little quite lost to
encompassing objects. Then, sudden
ly, fearing lest in my abstraction I
should pass the street on which my
rooms were located, I aroused myself
to get an idea of my location.
Across the way the grim facade of
the Cathedral rising dark and sullen
aa a fortress made all clear. But, on
my own side of the avenue there had
been no such distinguishing mark. The
brown stone dwellings, monotonously
ugly, with their high stoops and balus
traded areas, were no more enlighten
ing than the stone flagging of the side
walk or the asphalt of the roadway.
Scores of blocks presented practically
the same aspect as this. But as with
critical gaze I measured one after an
other of these combinations I was all
at once arrested by sight of a tall,
bent figure clutching the high iron rail
ings which guarded the avenue front
age of the house on the corner—the
only really individual house in the
row.
My first rough concept was that I
had come upon incapability resulting
from intemperance. At closer view,
however, I tempered my judgment.
The possibility of illness or injury in
tervened, and I paused Samaritan-like
to offer succor. The wayfarer was evi
dently a man of middle age, if I might
judge from the contour of his back,
which was towards me, and I saw at
once that he was struggling to keep
upon his feet by sheer muscular hand
hold of the railing’s iron uprights, for
his knees were bent threateningly and
his arms were extended and tense.
Until I was close beside him be gave
no sign of realizing my presence. In
deed I think it was not until I spoke
that he half turned his head towards
me, and, for the first time, I got sight
of his features.
Whether or not I uttered a word, or
made a sound, or stood for a long mo
ment silent, I cannot say. I know only
that I doubted my eyes and questioned
my reason; for, if these were not
playing me false, the profile thus re
vealed to me was the profile of Robert
Cameron.
To try to set down in detail just
what followed must be an idle effort,
with fancy providing the bulk of the
ingredients. Surprised, amazed, as
tounded even, are all too feeble terms
to apply to my emotional condition.
Dazedly, I was floundering in what
seemed a veritable sea of unreality.
When the commonplaces began to re
adjust themselves, I was standing at
the curb, my arm wound supportingly
about Cameron’s waist and his arm
pressing heavy on my shoulder. Draw
ing in to us was an empty hansom
cab, provided by Providence, and
bailed, I suppose, by me, though I
swear I have no recollection of it.
The cabman helped me to lift him
in, and at this the pity of his plight
smote me, tempering the joy of having
found him, and quickening within me
a spirit of angry retaliation against
his enemies For the man now at my
side was far different from that man
who had sat with me on the after deck
of the Sibylla, only four weeks ago. He
was, indeed, it seamed to me little
more than the husk of the Cameron 1
had known. In facial conformation the
change was not so marked, though his
expression -was pathetically at vari
ance with anything I had ever before
seen him wear. The lines of his face
were drawn, as with pain, and his eyes
were dull to vacancy. He lolled,
sleazily, in a crumpled heap in his cor
ner, like a spineless manikin; and
though I plied him eagerly with a flood
of questions, he might have been a deaf
mute for all the answers he accorded
me. Once I thought he shook his
head in negation, but I was later
forced to conclude that this was invol
untary, being caused by the roll of the
cab as one of its wheels encountered a
depression in the roadway.
Yet in spite of his sorriness of pres
ence and demeanor—in spite too of the
tormenting mystery of his return,
which was scarcely less baffling than
the mystery of his departure—it was
at least a relief to know that he was
alive and out of the power of those
that were bent upon his harm. Good
nursing, coupled with skilful medical
attention, had Just worked wonders
for me, and I was confident that it
would do the same for him; and then
we should have facts and not theories
to aid us in our quest for the culprits,
and, eventually, in the administration
of justice to the guilty.
I had given the cabman the number
of the Cameron house and admonished
him to make all possible speed; so,
with the long lash of the whip snap
ping sharply at brief intervals and the
jaded horse, thus urged, bounding at a
clumsy, lumbering gallop, we rolled
noisily northward. Having given over
the effort to obtain from my fellow
passenger even a gestured answer to
my most pertinent inquiries, I turned
my mind to what lay before us. The
Cameron establishment would doubt
less be fast locked in slumber as well
as otherwise, but I made small ques
tion of my ability to rouse some of the
servants. My hope, however, was not
to awaken Evelyn. It could mean only
a night’s rest lost for her, for she
could gain nothing by seeing her uncle
at this hour, considering his condition.
I was still busy planning when a
mighty hand on the lines brought our
horse to his haunches, and ourselves
nearly out through the suddenly part
ed apron; and the Cameron residence
loomed massive and dark cn our right.
As I stepped to the sidewalk the
driver descended, too, but I motioned
him back.
‘‘Never mind, thank you,” I said.
“I’ll get some one from inside to help
carry him.” And in a moment my
thumb was on the push-button and
faintly there came back to me through
heavy double doors the far-off echo of
the bell, jarring against the silence jf
the great house.
The promptness with which chains
fell and bolts were drawn surprised
me. And yet, I suppose, it w-as mere
ly an evidence of the perfect man
agement of an establishment wherein
every contingency is provided against.
A footman, as irreproachably liveried
and groomed as though the time were
midday instead of after two o'clock in
the morning, greeted me with becom
ing imperturbalility. I recognized him
as one of the men from Cragholt, and
called him by name.
“Stephen,” I said, with an effort to
disguise the excitement with which
my every pulse was throbbing, "your
master is outside in a cab. He is very
weak and will need assistance. Get
another man to aid me, and then
awaken Mr. Checkabeedy and Louis.
And make haste. No, I can’t come in;
I’ll wait outside.” He turned away iij
obedience to my directions, but I
checked him. “And, Stephen," I
charged, “no word to any one else, as
you value your position; especially no
word to Miss Grayson.”
I marvelled at the man’s preserved
unemotion. His “Very good, sir,” was
uttered with all the stolidity which
marks a response to the commonplace;
and yet I knew that he was fully con
scious of the eventfulness of this late
and unlooked-for home-coming. And
the footman who joined me a few min
utes later was not less well-trained.
Together, he and I lifted Cameron
from the hansom and carried him up
the broad flight of granite steps, be
tween the massive guarding lions, and
placed him in a great chair in the
hall, before the wide, sculptured fire
place. And though this would probably
prove the most exciting topic of the
servants’ hall for weeks to come, he
gave not the smallest sign that he was
taking part in other than the usual.
Checkabeedy, the butler, however,
though no less perfect a servitor, was
more privileged; and Louis, volatile
as the most characteristic of his coun
trymen, collapsed utterly, without ef
fort, apparently, at any restraint what
ever. The former’s interest was evi
denced in a commiseratingly lugubri
ous visage and a few blunt questions,
but the Frenchman wept and sobbed
in wordless sympathy. And I had It
not in my heart to blame either, for a
more pitiful picture than the one pre
sented by the restored Cameron as he
sat there in his own spacious hall,
gazing with lack-luster eyes at the
dead and dying embers on the haartb
before him. I hope never to see.
The butler, ruddy and rotund, and
looking for all the world like a well
fed monk, for he wore a bathrobe oi
somber hue and his crown was barer
than any shaven tonsure, stared for a
moment in sad silence. Then, turning
to me, he asked:
"But what has happened to Mr. Cam
eron, sir?"
"I wish I could tell you, Checka
beedy," was my unguarded reply. "1
wish he could tell us himself."
“But he is so wasted, sir! And his
clothes. I never saw Mr. Cameron in
such clothes.”
It was quite true. They were of
what is called, I believe, a pepper-and
salt mixture, coarse of texture and ill
cut, yet not much worn.
“He does not recognize us,” Checka
beedy went on. “and still he is con
scious. May I ask you, sir, where you
brought him from?"
I chose to ignore the question, in
sudden realization of the necessity ol
caution.
“And he has been missing a month,
they say, sir. Is that true, Mr. Clyde?"
“Missing!" I repeated. “Who says
he has been missing?”
“The servants all say so, sir."
“Then the servants must get rid of
the idea, at once,” I said, sharply. “Mr.
Cameron has merely been out of town
for a while. He went away for his
health, and now he has returned, bene
fited. Do you understand, Checka
beedy? He has returned, benefited.
And now, you and Louis will get him
to his room, while I telephone for Dr.
Massey.”
Checkabeedy bowed, assenting, and
Louis, still whimpering, wiped hi?
eyes.
It was nearly four o'clock when the
physician left his patient and joined
me in the library downstairs. His face
was very grave.
“I have examined Mr. Cameron thor
oughly,” he said, “and I can assure
you that he is not seriously injured.”
The phrase opened up a new line ol
thought to me.
"Seriously injured?” I repeated. "I
don’t understand. Doctor. Do you
mean that—”
“I mean,” he interrupted, "that the
blow on the back of the head caused
no fracture.”
“Then he was struck?"
“Undoubtedly. Probably with a
sandbag. Hence his present dazed con
dition. Had the blow been delivered
with more force, it might have result
ed in complete loss of memory. You
have heard, of course, of instances
where men have forgotten even their
own names?”
I nodded.
“Mr. Cameron will regain his mem
ory. It's merely a temporary matter. 1
have telephoned for a man nurse foi
him—one who understands such cases.
He will be here in twenty minutes. At
present Mr. Cameron is sleeping. I
am in hopes that when he awakens hi*
mind will be comparatively clear.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Seaman’s Life a Hard One
Excessive Toil in Unsanitary Quarters
Responsible for Disease That
Shortens Their Days.
Ill-health, we are told, Is the cause
of one-fourth of the destitution in
large cities. “The ratio is probably
much higher among the toilers of the
sea,” 6aid George McPherson Hunter
of the American Seamep's Friend so
ciety in The Survey. “Below deck in
the recesses of the ship, twenty feet
beneath the sunlight, stokers stand on
iron plates in front of open furnaces,
bend their backs to fill the coal
shovel, and then swing the coal into
the hot furnace mouth. The roll of
the ship and the swing of the body
throw an uneven strain on the lower
part of the torso which causes hernia.
“Novelists tell with great gusto of
the sailors killed by pirates and buc
caneers, and sometimes by the ‘bucko
‘mate.’ All these amiable gentlemen
of fortune never killed or maimed as
many men as the forecastles of the
ships that sail the seas. The medical
officer of the port of London submits
a table showing the minimum air
space allowed for cattle in cowsheds,
and for individuals in military bar
racks, workrooms, lodging houses and
seamen’s quarters. Setting these side
by side, it is shown that cattle are
best off in this respect and seamen
worst. The reports of the surgeon
general of the United States Marine
hospital service show continuously
that seamen suffer in a startling man
ner from diseases, most of them
springing from the inadequacy of pure
air and healthful places in which to
eat and sleep.”
Loss to Antiquarians.
One of the huge stones of the At
enbury Druidical circle, which is much
larger and older than Stonehenge,
has fallen, owing, doubtless, to the
effects of weather—heavy rains fol
lowing a dry season. Aubrey, who
acted as guide to Charles II., on a
vlsi* to this district in 1663, declared
thai Avenbury as far surpassed Stone
henge as a cathedral does a parish
church. —London Mail.
LEGISLATIVE RECORD.
Both Houses Show More Actual Work
Than Their Predecessors.
Lincoln.—Statistics compiled at the
close of the forty-first legislative day
of the present session, show both
houses considerably in advance of last
year’s status at the corresponding
date.
As usual, the figures si.ow the house
killing more bills than the senate, pro
portionately to the number introduced
and passed upon.
The condensed statement, showing
the present position of house rolls and
senate files, follows:
House. Senate.
Bills introduced ....883 457
Passed one house . 87 129
Killed by originating
house.113 .69
Now in standing com.47S 156
Now on general file.146 68
Now on third reading.... 46 35
Four bills have passed both houses
and been signed by the governor,
these being two for legislative appro
priations. one for amendments to the
Lincoln city charter and one for a
penitentiary deficiency. One house
bill has been killed by the senate and
one has passed, but is yet unsigned
by the governor. Three senate bills
have passed the house and are unsign
ed. Of the killed bills, the following
table shows at what parliamentary
procedure they met death.
House. Senate.
Killed in standing com.. 86 49
Killed in committe of the
whole. . 16 17
Killed on third reading .. 11 3
Bills Passed by the Senate.
Senate File No. 440. by Hoagland
3f Lincoln—Prevents foreign corpora
tions from doing business in state un
less they have a representative agent
here upon whom service may be
made.
Senate File No. 292. by Cordeal of
Red Willow—Provides for the rein
surance of risks.
Senate File No. 280, by Saunders of
Douglas—Provides that property shall
be entered at full valuation and one
fifth for taxation purposes.
senate File Nut 279, by Macfarland
Douglas—Provides for private
■searings in juvenile coart proceed
ings.
Senate File No. 85, by Code Revi
sion Commission—For a jury com
missioner.
Senate File No. 25, by Hoagland of
Lancaster—Abolishes the defense of
assumption of risk for railroad em
ployes.
Senate File No. 31. by Macfarland
pf Douglas—Authorizes clerks of po
lice magistrates to administer oaths
ind issue warrants.
Senate File No. 32, by Macfarland
of Douglas—Raises the monthly pen
sion of retired policemen from $40 to
$50 in Omaha.
Senate File No. 438, by Cordeal of
Red Willow—Authorizes cities and
villages to pay membership fees in
League of Nebraska’s Municipalities.
Senate File No. 413, by Hoagland,
Bartling and Wink—Provides for com
pensation of firemen in small cities.
Senate File No. 387, by Saunders of
Douglas—Pensions for Omaha city
librarians.
Senate File No. 336, by Placek of
Saunders—Affects procedure in pro
bate when real estate is in issue and
no county court has acquired juris
iicuon.
Senate File No. 242, by Dodge of
Douglas—Penalty for taking motor
vehicles without consent of owners.
Senate File No. 331, by Hoagland of
Lancaster—Provides for the establish
ment of public market houses.
Senate File No. 328, by Hoagland of
Lincoln—Provides for appraisement of
public service utilities, eliminating
“going value.”
Senate File No. 442, by Kiechel and
Bartling—Requires veterinarians to
renew licenses every three years.
Senate File No. 44, by Cordeal of
Red Willow—Requires railroads to
use headlights of a power that will
outline the figure of a man 600 feet
distant.
Senate File No. 69, by Reynolds of
Dawes—Requires railroads to equip
their switchstands with lights.
S. F. 164, by Grossmann, of Doug
las—Provides for double shift for
South Omaha fireman.
S. F. 3, by Ollis—Board of control
oill.
S. F. 299, by Bushee, of Kimball—
Provides that school land which can
be irrigated may be appraised and
sold by the state board.
S. F. 302, by Kiechel of Nemaha—
Makes second Sunday in June pioneer
memorial day.
S. F. 188, by Bartling, of Otoe—Pro
hibits fraudulent advertising of goods.
S. F. 322, by Cordeal, of Red Willow
—Provides for submission of all fran
chises to a vote of the people in cities
of second class.
S. F. 214 by Hoagland of Lincoln—
Provides for submitting to people con
stitutional amendment for appellate
court.
H. R. 68, by Wood, of Dixon—Per
mitting a maximum school levy of
35 mills on the dollar.
House Abolishes Capita! Punishment.
Senator Bartling’s Sunday baseball
bill, as amended by the house, and Mc
Kissick’s bill ’ abolishing capital pun
ishment were passed. Bollen's pro
posed constitutional amendment was
killed.
Majority On Amendments.
The house recommended for passage
the bill for a constitutional amend
ment providing that it shall require
only a majority of those voting on the
question to carry or defeat an amend
ment to the constitution.
Compensation Bill Evolved.
A compromise workingman’s com
pensation bill has finally been evolved
by the special sub-committee of the
house judiciary, based upon the
minority report of the state commis
sion which spent two years investigat
ing the subject.
No changes are made in the com
pensation scale of the minority report,
save that the maximum death benefit
is raised from $3,000 to $3,500.
Great doubt is expressed as to
whether this or any other compensa
tory legislation will pass.
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