The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, January 10, 1896, Page 7, Image 7

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    T1IK HMD CLOUD HIIKF. Ml DAY, JAN. 10, 1 .)($.
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('HAPTEN MU.-Co.NTixri:n.1
"Tlds is indeed s.ul," Iik says. "More
io to me, from tin fact thai you havo
aid tliut it who tlic mows of my full
as it Is generally called), whleli lias
yum this. I loved my limit In tho days
if childhood, even in early manhood
happy days, long departed." Ho sighs.
"lint it slisill be piovi'ii that I urn not
ytiilty of the crime." lie adds almost
fiercely.
"I ho no so. As I was saying, vour
ffionil, Mr. Taker, in working forVou.
It was in your Interests thai lie visited
Adrian Dyke."
"lias he discovered anything? spcaic,
toll mciiiiel(ly!"
Tin: (lector hesitates; he dor not
know how to answer, lie hr.s nroiu-
ied the detective that lie would not
speak to anv one,
lie is about to irlvo
.... ,....,-!.... I i... i. .".,
the trouble bv the door being opened.
Silas Watson appears i
in the opening.
.Mr. Adrian lv
would like to see
you."
All! his brother has come.
'In a moment;'" then to Dr. Oaroau,
"Von did not answer rav question."
"Taker will tell you; I have no time,
lie of good heart, I am willing to be
jour friend:" ami be leaves the cell Q
(Wi'iiker will toll me. Perhaps he has
discovered something: I wonder what
Jt can be. Show my brother in," he
says to Silas Watson, who has stepped
aside to allow the doctor to pass, but
who Is now waiting in the doorwiiv.
"Your brother doo.s not care about
oomimr to your cell. I have given him
permission to speak to vou in the par
lor." '
"Docs not want to see the iron bars,
perhaps," bitterly. "Very well; lead
on."
The Sheriff stands back, allowing the
prl'oner tosteii out of his coll, and
then conducts him along the corridor to
the front nait of the bouse. Ho
throws open n door to the left, and
Franklin Dyke, entering, sees his I
in-other awaiting him.
"I shall be outride," announces the
Sheriff, and leaves them. The brother
is sitting, as the door opens he rises.
'Franklin," he murmurs, "this is
awful!"
"Moaning the death of Dr. Wilbur?"
sarcastically.
"Yes, all your incarceration, the
(nidonce against you --"
"Your double-faced trcacherv," adds
rranklln, forcibly.
The brother id-oils.
".My treachery! I don't understand
you."
"Is it not treaclery to stand iip be
fore a coroner and jury and withhold
that which would cast the blame, the
suspicion, from your brother, phieing
it where it be ongs?"
Ho spcak.s humbly, bitterly. The
brother looks upon him with wonder.
It would be if such had been the
eaM I did not do as you say. 1 oven
tried to keep back the fact of vour be
ing in Nestchoslerthatdayaiid night,
the circumstance of your visit to me.
I feared it would go against you when
I iiist heard of the discovery of the
diad man."
"i have hoard all this before. Per
haps your conscience did cause yon to
try and shield me a little, as long as it
did not affect your own safety J.ut
why did you not tell all the truth?
If you had done so, I should
Jtot be hero. Some one else
would be conlincd behind the iron bars
of the West Chester jail."
Tho brother dues 'not grow angry
only wonder, sorrow in his eyes 'de
picted upon liis face.
"I told the truth," he savs, quietly,
firmly. "1 did not do so willingly, bill
1 did speak truly."
The brother n-oni'. astonished, lie
looks upon the lii.-e of tho other with
suspicious eyes.
"I cannot understand you," ho says,
.at Inst: "you know, you knew at the
It lino you testified, that 1 was an Inno
Vent man. You could have proven, be
yond doubt, that 1 did not commit this
(Iced, but no! to shield yourself, you al
lowed them to fasten 'the crime upon
me. You snoriticcil your brother to
save yourself."
"Franklin Dyke! what do you mean?
You say 1 know, knew at the time,
that you were innocent. How should
I know? Why should I try to hang
you, my brother? To save mvself! F.x
plain; If you did not murder Dr. Wil
bur, who did?"
"You! '
Tho word is out. With a groan and
a white, horrified face, Adrian Dyke
stagers back mid catches at a chair
for support. His eyo-balls uro turned
toward the ceiling, showing only the
whites; his lips are trembling. Thu
brother looks down upon him with
bitter triumph displayed upon his
countenance.
4
"So! my words strike home, do they?
i nu.y hiriiio iciTor vi your cowan:
heart You see, I know." Your guilt
shows itself upon your face."
Tho agitated man arises with difll
;ilty to his feet. Ills face Is haggard.
Ilohcems to have grown old in tlinso
few moments. His lips move, but tho
word como with (lilllculty. in a
forced tone, hardly more than a whis
per, he says:
''Do you really believe me guilty
of tliis-crliue?"
"It could havo bonofittJ.i no one
else."
"ISut hov.? How could the death of
this good old man bo of benefit to
lie?" Ho is still trembling, still
speaks with ilifllculty.
"You told mo. upon thu occasion of
our interview-that last conversation
which I blmll never forget that thu
birth of a son alone could lavayou
from ruin. You worn anxiously ex
I'oetiugthu birth of the child at the
very time you spoke. The child wan
turn, ami as the news was brought
you, you saw that your hopes had fled,
that ruin stared you in the face thu
infant was a female."
llu is interrupted by the violent agi
tation which solves liis brother. Ills
face already white, now grows livid.
His breath comes in short, i'iikos.
"llou do you know this?" lie
barely
nrtfculntes,
'J know it. I will prove it to vou.
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I.T.OLIVER
COPvQiStir ijtj arQiNj R.iyi
t lion leaving your house thnt night I
determined to return at once, to tho
city. I could have caught the train
that loaves at lo;30 and had made, up
my mind Io take It. Hut us I reached
the gate l)r Wilbur passed me. .1
knew he was coming to attend your
wife. A feeling of curiosity eaine to
me, a feeling that I slioulll like, to
know tho .sex of your child, to
sou if your hones would be ronlloil.
An Idle curiosity, perhaps, but it
caused me to retrace my footstep nil
the way back to your house. 1 had
gone nearly to West Chester aftar the
do-tor had passed mo. alking along.
, thinking, I passed the hoio-eof Conrad
i (iardncr. There wii.s a light In the
' window. I looked In. The man was
1 illllng the place of nurse. He was
washing his Infant child. 1 became
I ,maJJ of, ,,,' V'v f the new-born babt
"'.,.'' "n" .v ' ' I'niitin
lied 1IIV wnv to vour limit,. I
lights in the windows of the room up
on tlie second floor -your wlfoV, room.
I knew it to be. I am familiar with
the old house; I know every nook and
corner in it. There is a nanow Iron
trellis mctl by my mother- our mother,
Adrian during her life, to train run
ning roses upon. It reaches the very
top of the house. It passes close to
thu windows of your wife's room.
This I climbed, and standing upon it,
hanging on with first one band, then
the other, 1 was enabled to tool; into
file room as the shades were not drawn
K'. the way down. Hut 1 could not
see what I emtio for. Tor two or per
haps three hours, I hung on. I could
sen the bed, the weak woman upon it,
the child in the arms of Mary Cahler,
but that was all.
"At last I grew so tired from my tin
eoinfortab'o position that 1 ' was
obliged to descend to the ground, 1
r
vol-
believe I would have fallen if I bad
not done so. I was leaning against the
house rcuovorlng my breath, when
Potter passed me. c saw
and tccognled me. It is not necessary
logo Into detail now, as to what
passed between us; you already know
it. After leaving .lames Potter. I hur
ried along tlu road toward town. I
knew there was no train until six
o'clock, but I preferred to wait in the
station, rather than in the vicinity of
your house. I walked rapidly for
awhile, but remembering I had plenty
of time, I finally checked my rupiil
pace, and walked along more 'slowly.
As I fell into an easy lounging gate,' I
heard footsteps beh'ind ine-hoiuo one
going toward West' Chester. A com
panion! I thought, and halted to al
low the person to overtake me. It was
Dr. Wilbur?"
"And you met him on the road?"
'So, ho came up behind me. J recog
nized him, even before he had reached
me. I made myself known. He
seemed delighted to see me. 'You are
out rather lute to-night,' 1 said. 'Yes,
much later than I usually care about
being out.' he answered. 'lint these
women must be atten oil to.' I ques
tioned him aboutyour wife your child.
Ho told mo. I art mil ly foil sorry for
you, Adrian. I know what a liltter
disappointment it must have been. I
said as much to the doctor. Mv
brother will bo greatly disappointed.
Ilo had his heart set on a boy.'
"'Wo can't rule these things, we
must take them as they come,' lie said
men lie made soino remark to the
effect that he had spoken to you about
pussing mo up in the path,' and that
you had denied my being at your
house. 1 gave some expla
nation, I don t remember what. I
asked him about what hour your child
had been Lorn. 'A little after 10,' he
answered. 'I can tell you positively,
he added, and tool: a little note-book
fi om his pocket. 'I have it all hero,'
he said, tapping the little hook, 'o very
thing about It -time of birth, mx and
all.' Ilo struck a match upon thu
head of his cam and, glancing at the
book, said: 'Ten-twenty or thirty, I
will not be sure.' Wo walked along a
little further. I was thinklm how
s'langcly f.ito deals with us (iardner,
tho proud father of a sou, you thu (lis
nppointed patent of a huh' girl. Why
could not it have been vice versa? Sud
denly the Doctor stopped.
' 'I actually believe I have lost mv
pocKut thermometer.' he cried. 'I
used it at dardner's house. I Iiavo
either loft it tliero, or dropped it by
Hie roadside. It is too bad; lint I must
return to dardiicr's housf, and if It is
not there, bonow a lantern and search
for It. It is a valuable one.'
"Ho seemed much put out over his
loss and left me, 1 not caring to return.
I reached tho dopot, and utter a few
hours' waiting, took thu early train
into the city."
Tho brother braves a sigh.
"Well, go on," ho says, "explain why
you think mu guilty of this jiuiu's
death."
"It can bu do-ic !n a few words. 1
hcaid that you had deliberately lied
at the innucst, that you hud
said, tho sex of your child was
mule. I know dflio,,r.tlv. It all
i aim .i .;,'
IflWrih
caino to mo. You arranged irttn,
Conrad tinrdner, a poor weak fool, to
twchanjro tho Infants, he taking your
daughter, you his son, You did this
to save yourself from threatened dis
graceyou knew you could husb.Marv
Gilder's tongue (I know all about that
affair) but not the doctor. He could
not bo to easily managed. You knew
tho note-book contained the record of
thu births and sof the children. You
made upyour mind to obtain posses
sion of It. You followed Dr. Wilbur,
you met him returning to (iardnor's
House. You set upon him to obtain
possession of the book, and. probably,
in vour desperation, Uruek tl.o, blow
that ended Ills life. Yon uol what vou
J had sinned for, the note-book. It wa.
missing, you know. It could not have
been of value to any one but you and
In order to cover the robbery, you rilled
the pockets of the corpse to make it
appear that It was for that purpose
that the crime hud been committed.
That is my ground for belief. If it
were told a jury, they would hamr
you!"
With dilated eyes. Adrian Dykelienrs
his brother through. Then a's he (In
Ishes, as he Minds with an e.nre.sslon
of convincing belief upon his counte
nance, his breast heaving, his hands
working, he says feebly: I
"It Is surely damning evidence, but, '
Franklin, you are wrong. Kightlnono
thing, wrong In another. 1 am guilty i
of the crime of exchanging my cliilil I
for that of Conrad (iaidner. You know i
why I was tempted to do that: 1
will confess to you that 1 did follow
Dr. Wilbur to (iurdner's cot
tage that night, not to do him
harm, Hod knows 1 did not Intend
to injure him, but to see, if I could not
in some way obtain possession of the
book, and change the entries. Thev
were written in lead pencil. When 'l
rcache I the cottage Dr. Wilbur hud
gone. I followed h in a short distance
up the road, but as I hurried along,
the thought came to me, '.Suppose I
overtake him. what then. It will be
useless. I cannot force the book from
him.' With u heavy heart: I retraced
my footsteps. I went home. I felt
that all was over, that in the morning
all would be known.
'In the morning I hoard of t lie mur
der. The thought o eurrcd to me that
you bad committed it. I remembered
your words, your desperation, doing
into my library orstudy, I founi that
some one bad made a forcible entry in
through the window. Several articles,
of silverware had been stolen from the
dining-room which ailjolnsthe library.
"Trunklin'.s work,' I sild, w'th u
hepvy feeling at my heart. .lf,iie.s
Potter, who had shown uiri.ius ugita-1
Hon the night before, heard my unit-1
terod words. He fell on his knees be
fore mo iind bogired me not to punish
you. I forced from him the fact that
yon hud been seen by him at about
midnight, near the house. He said you
had nothing with you at that time'. 1
concluded that you had hidden your i
plunder, hut hud returned for it.'nnd
made away with it. after he had left
you. later in the day. An hour or so
after this, I found was rig.it i
in one thing, wrong in an-1
other. The plate was found tied
up Ina table-cloth in the recess of u '
collar window, near the spot where
you were standing. 1 on hud not re
turned for your plunder. You know
what happened at the inquest, at
least, you have said so. I did not
mention the fact of my housu bavin
neon nurgltirUod
I did not wish to !
miiKij you out such a desperate wretch I
bi.ow t bnhl,.1,' ,,' 'Iti,n,, ' ,l.1,l.not
know that the notu-book was missing.
When I heard of it t,.v- flii,.,i ,.-1, IT
I could still carry out mv nbms. Tim
do 'tor was dead, the noti--boik miss-
.,,... , ." .. . . . -1
ingl 'Unit night thu children were
chaii'.'ed:"
"Not until the night after the iiiiu
do?'." "No; I felt assured that you had tho
note-book-. I even thought it was to
negotiate with mu in s une way for
I lint book Hi t you had sunt for mu to
visit you toiluv."
"Then you claim that you actually
thought mn guilty?"
'I'p to the time I heard you speak
up to thu time you licensed me until
this morning!"
The brothers mo silent Adrian
Dyke looking upon bis brother's face
with eager o.es; i'rankliii Dyke, with
a grave face, a look of bewilderment
In his eyes. Had h"s brother spoken
the truth? Can it bo possible that ho
is innocent? IDs action, when nc-1
eased of the crime, had been onu of
Horror. v as it one of guilt?
"You say you do not know anything
about this murder?" he asks at last,
deliberately.
"Nothing."
"Yin am inno way c invented in
It?' liisvoicu is doubtful.
The brother sti etches out onu hand
to heaven.
"As dod is my judge, and is looking
down upon mu where I stand, I am in
no way loneerned in thu death of Krn
Wilbur. J knew nothing of It until
the following morning."
Jil s tone is impressive.
To he Continual.
Tor. storyof iiNunvulaii sorvnnt, who,
whim asked by a (Joriunii himsokuepor to
stato hor ipiidifieatloiiH. nulvely men
tioned her nliillty to milk rclinlours, 1ms
found n parallel In n roccntly-Iniulcd
ilmiphtorof Krhi, engaged ns a cook by n
v luhhigtim woiiiiin. When dlntior-tlino
arrived nml dessert was served tho cool:
brought in a dilapidated looking waton
melon, for tliotongliuosH of which slio uimlo
ironist) apologies, statlnK thnt sho had I
sept It on tho stove boiling hard binco I
breakfast. Knits Field's Washington.
Tun tenchor hid been clvlm. u pin of
youugbtcrs muiio Ideas of mhigoi nml hmr
to miiko thorn, and to tost thulr tralnliiij
sho lint a fow ipiostlons.
"What Ik nn lillo bruin?" wa ono.
"Tliodovil'H work-shop," wus tho prompt
rospoaso.
Ulion thoM wore snvornl more- till this
on a en mo:
"birds of n fentherilo what!'
"I.ny eggs, ' piped n small 'bov before
anybody elo hud u chntirn in .i,-.l-!.
chungo.
"Wiivt other hi'slmm doyou follow lx.
slilos preaching!" was asko.f of an old col
orod linn.
"I speculates a llttlo."
"Howspoeiilatof"
"tVlls chickens."
"JVIioro do you get thf chlckon;"
".My hoys fneh 'oin In."
Whom do they j;ot thorn?''
'I ilonii know, sail, I'm ollors ro busv
;vid my prcnehlu' tint I ain't got tiniotonz,
I wis gwlno to Inqtilro tho udder dny, but
a vival como on an' tuck iiji oil my tlino."
At i medical college In Pennsylvania
thu ((iiestlon was asked, "What are
some of thu causes of natural death?''
A fresh and earnest young man an
hwerod, "Hanging, disease uud old
I age'
NA1LLKSS110RSKS110K
AN IMPORTANT INVENTION WILL
PROVE A UOON.
Will Not Pull HIT In Arclitciit tin
Hern 1'nl In Niimrrmn TrlnU mill Ih
n Niirrpjs Xnte nf Kt true iiml lu
ll uatrj.
iii n o.vrc mwPKCT
tho htinjti race ha i
made very little I ni
provruii!il during
the ins, few thou
sand yeaii. This
Is In the mi. tier of
liorHPHliocH. t) u r
present met he I of
shoelni; horsen liuu
not eliaiiRcd ma
terially for countries-,
and him always been rude and Ir
rational. One of the chief obJivtloiiH
to thu system Is that the hoof Is made
to lit the shoe Instead of the shoe to
in i lie linor.
Tills Involves n lot of outline; anil
scraping, ami H the chief cause of hum
nesa mid mumbling. Tho me of nallr
In also a sorloiiH objection, nit. no mat
ter now careful the blacksmith may be,
there aio onsen when a lender spot will
ho penetrate,!, u Is qulto obvious that
nature never Intended nails to he
dilyon into a in,-Sp'rt ,oor.
Thousands of uolicmcH ate put for
ward every year for Improving tho
present horseshoe, but none of them
has as yet pioved succes-fiful. Many of
them room plausible enoiich on paper,
hut are nbso'utely worthless when put
to Hie test. Th,. inventors fall to prop
erly appreciate the tremendous strik
ing force In the horse's foot.
The accompanying llltistiatloiifl show
u novel horseshoe that baa been sub
jected io earerul ami thorough trial on
hsilf a dozen horses. In oviry luMuurc
It has worked to perfection.
I.Ike a great many works of Renins,
Hie one in ipicMlon Is extremely simple.
It consists of a hand of metal about an
Inch high, which fits around the lower
ed;e of tho hoof. At the base of tills
hand tliero Is a nort of projecting shelf,
or flange, which Is iniiile to tit Into a
groove which runs around the inside of
the alioo. The latter Is made of Mecl, or
the usual shape mid idle The only
differences between It and ihe ordinary
shoe hi the prcsurc of tho groove anil
the absence of mill holes.
When the hand Is fitted to the hoof
(which Is done very tciullly), the shoe.
In turn Is attached by slipping the
llango Into the groove. It now remains
to clasp the arrangement by two screws
In tho rear. These may be turned to
nny degree of tightness desired, and a
moderate dog roe Is aiilllclent to prevent
the shoe from coining off. The whole
arrangement may bo put on or taken
off In a moment.
Ah tho tdioo Is not nailed to Hie hoof,
tliero hi a perfect freedom for expan
sion and contraction". This hi a very
essential point, ns all horsemen know.
The growth o' tho hoof Is not prevented,
'""1 If there Is any growth. Instead of
c.iim ,u.. i , V. , .
l'l'tlK 'i" '""f. sei vcs only to
t'shtcii the Uhoe. All the at rain on tho
I ham) iih It in lightened comes over tho
1......1 .... I f ,
I too and aniiind tho lower edge or tho
I hoof nl tho point where It Is the hard
I est.
I The ease with which the shoe may bo
' put on uiiJ taken off permits Its for
1 tunalo wenrer to enjoy a luxury thnt
has been d'nleil him up to the present
time, for now the borso may roinovo hU
shoes before retiring for the night. 'We
all know what a relief It Is to take off
our footgear, especially In damp
weather. There Is no reason why the
licrso should not feel equally rollov'cd
when deprived of bin heavy iron clogs,
Another point or advantage, on which
I ho Inventor properly lays much stress,
Is the fact that the shoe Is grasped firm
ly to tho hoof at every point Under the
nailing syBloni tho last nails toward the
rear nre driven about half way betwesn
tho hoel and toe. Thin leaves one-half
of the shoo on either iddn iinfaiitencd.
Tliero Is thuo a considerable lovcrnge,
and It la for this reason that so many
ahooa come olf. If this shoo Is caught,
say In a track, at tho rcn' end, It Is
almost Bitro to come off. This (lilllculty
Is obviated In this shoe. In fact, somo
persons have objected to this shoo on
the ground that It will never pull off
In an accident, thus rendering tho hoof
Itself Hnblo to Injury.
Tho fastening In the rear Is mado by
thk nonsicsnoi: witiioi-t nails.
UPPISH PAKT OF SHOE,
meant: of a spring clinch, which may
bo of any strength desired. It has ono
end fnst to the foot of the rear upright
exteiiBlon of the calk, and tho nthor end
hits a metallic hearing, nttacVd to tho
hoof nn Inch or moru further back
than whuro tho last nail Is umally driv
en. The point of tho screws, as thoy
aro turned In, press upon the ccnlor of
thin spring, and thus, while tho screw
pipsses tho Pllnch firmly down to hold
tho shoo und hoof tightly together, the
spring reacts upon tho scr.iw with piutnl
pressure. This spring oases this aolld,
dead blow that In ordinarily given by
tho hoof vv'ien tho shoo & fastened by
nivalis of nails.
Ml
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A t'hcaii Nlshl In in p.
A cheap night lump, susceptible of
construction by nny one with a llttln
Ingenuity, can bo niuilo us represented
In the. following cuts, all the material
necessary being n tin tube, Into tho
base of which Is fitted three or four
Inches of spiral spring, a candle, a
piece of string, ami a dial with the
figures from one to twelve marked on,
as In a clock.
The candle Is Inserted In the tube
over and resting on the spring: tho
wick Is lighted through an aperture
loft for the purpose on tho top of the
tube: the string Is attached to the
lower oiiu of the caudle, and pasres
tiom thence through a holo In tho base
mid up a hand on tho dial. An fast
as the candle burns out tho spiral
spring operates to raise It, which, In
turn, acts upon the hand on tho dial;
hence, It Is obvloun trial after, by ex
periment, determining how far n caiullo
will burn In a given time, you have an
"Illuminated" clock accurate enough
for ordinary purposes. Tim illal can bu
4'5!,r? A
, ' i " rvr ' i "" i
KV.l.l'll'jilfil ' , '' ' 'KS il1 r1
set at right angles with the light. c.r if
glass, directly In front of It.
A nUnncry of litiinrtinen to All friiplr.
It In announced that a (Ionium scien
tist linn patented a process by which a
tissue Is mado that will take tho place
of tho natural akin ami bo absorbed as
the Injury heals, lie taken the nuts
ouliir portion of Hie Intestines iff ani
mals. Diitli the Inner and outer l.iyeni
of membrane are removed. Tho middle
portion Is then permitted to remain for
a suitable time In a solution of pepsin,
when tho fillers are found to bo nenil
dlgested. Tho suliHtanco Is then treated
with gallic acid and tannin. Largo
surfaces from which tho til, In has been
removed by disease or acrlilen'
may ho healed In a short (lino by means
of this tissue. It Is prepared and laid
upon tho raw surr.ice, which has pre
viously been lUerlllzpil.uuil Is very light
ly bandaged In place. Tho union of the
tissue and tho surface takcH place In a
llttlo while, ami the tUrno forms a
coating that answers tho purpose of tho
Hklu to a degree better than any known
substance, ami Is likely, when still
further perfected, entirely to removo
the uocoMilly for skin grafting.
Vutrr-ltPirneu Willi.
To ho iihlo to make walls that will
entirely resist moisture In iff great Im
portance In locnlltlen where the earth
Is damp and sodden. ICxpnriiucntn have
been made with brick and sandstone,
saturated with oils or various kludn.
It In proven that raw and boiled lin
seed oil mo tho best snbntniicos with
which to treat such wall materials. If
bricks are heated as hot as they can bo
handlpd with barn linnds, then dropped
Into oil and allowed to remain thnro un
til cold, then placed where they will
drain and laid In a wall with good
Portland cement mortar, they aro prac
tically Impervious to water. Of course,
a great deal of expense attends this
work, but tliero aro places where noth
ing else scpinn to answer as well. I-'or
ordinary cellars and walls, whore snob
extreme nleoty of handling In not re
quired, a thick coating of Port land co
ment "mortar laid on very smoothly and
washed over with several very thin
coats of almost all Portland, will nocuro
tho utmost lioness and cleanllnesn.
Tho qualities of Portland cement aro
not fully appreciated by tho nvcrngo
householder.
A New IliMiliiclio Tnro.
A medical authority sayn that a
never-falling cure for a nervous head
ache Is to walk backward. Ilo states
that ten minutes Is iih long as la re
quired to eecuru rellof In ordinary cases.
If tho nerves are seriously disturbed, n
llttlo mnro tlmo may bo necessary. It
Is not itnpurattvo that ono walk In a
straight lino, but that tho feet nre
placed ono bohlnd tho other slowly and
deliberately. First put the foot back,
placo the ball on thu floor, then settle
back upon the hoel. Uerldes tho hnnofl
clal effects In curing headache, It Is ns
rerted thnt thin gives great graco and
tiupplciiPSB to tho flguro and Improves
the uppuaranco amazingly.
(Inn Wnjr In Krcp U'nrin.
Not all of tin know that deep and
forced respirations will keep the ontlro
body In a glow In tho coldest weather,
no matter hew thinly ono muy bo clad.
A physician declarcn this to bo a fact
worth rornembcrlng. Ilo was hlinsolf
hair frozen to death ono night, and be
gan taking deep breaths and keeping
the air In his lungs as long no pos
sible. The result was that ho was thor
oughly comfortablo In a few minutes.
Thu deep respirations utlmulato the
blood current by a direct muscular ox
crtlon, and cause tho ontlro nyotem to
hecomo pervaded with tho rapldlj -generated
heat.
Niicil of Koine Now Women,
No propaganda of theories will ever
innko Iifo without man poKelblo to
woman nny moro thnn Iifo la posslblo
to man without woman. Any kind of
woman In whoso schenio marrlngo la
dcsplred Is pathological uul what sho
needs In not the ballot but the doctor.
San Francisco Argonaut.
CiiihI Ciiiiiiiii)-,
nniighhend Your cano Io good com
pany when you're walking iiloue, I sup
pnio. Jazloy Ycb, nnd when I'm walking
with you, too. Itoxbury Uuzctte.
A Mlittmy lllilolnii,
"Groat exposition," said tho Shabby
Man to the gentleman with tho gold
oypgliinses.
"Yes."
Ho a prime fnptor In
tho dovolop-
nipnt nf tho South."
"Yes."
"All....... I l.. ,...,,. l
U
uiii;i lllinmi I'lipillll.
"Vos."
"flrcnt usjlntuure In the work of lm
migration."
"Yes."
( "My friend," salt! the Shabby il.ui.
"thcro only scenm to be one word In
your vocabulary, but It In a word I llko
extremely. And now J am gojiig to put
It to tho test; I have not eaten a mouth
ful In three days. Could you lend me a
ipiailer?"
"Yen."
And the Shabby Man pocketed tho
silver ami wan lost In the crowd. At
lanta Constitution.
Ilrnllillc IMiMlnttimt.
Shu, the sweet girl graduate, wan sil
ting by the seasliote, iinconscloun of till
thin living world, totally abrnrlied In n
thrilling lovo story. It wan an ele
gantly hound uud profusely llnstnitcd
volume.
Ilo, tho rising young artist, stain
softly up behind her, wholly unob
served. "O, how aggravating!" sin- exclaimed;
"the licroluu Just klsied by tho hero,
and no Illustration!" A slight strug
gle followed, and now the imadornml
llfl.T cent love bpiIps are qullo cooil
enough for her. Truth.
1 liry Meter Hpnik.
Hell -"Today U my birthday. I'vi
neeii but eighteen winters."
Noll -"You ought to consult nn ocu
list."
A tNimmtitliiii.
There wan rnnnldrruhlc commotion
In the carpenter shop. Voices were be
ing raised angrily.
"You'ie a screw!"
"You're n bore!"
"Ain't ho plane!"
"Think I'll reduce myself to your
level!" .
"Well, act on the square thou:"
"Oh, go and read adze!"
At that moment tho hammer hit tho
nail mi tho head, which so amused thn
foot rulo Hint it doubled up. New York
Hecordor.
ll' Ak.iIiihI tin- l.titr.
Mr. Fort flrecno Where are you oft
to now?
Mr. Chcatcm -I'm going down to
Imsiuexn.
"Why, thin Is Sunday."
"I know It."
"And you're a broker!"
"Yes, sir."
"Well, don't you know thpro Is a law
ngnlnnt shaving people on Sunday?"
Voiikoro Statesman.
llMlmni'Kt rnllllrliiMH.
"Is It really true," said tho boy, "that
politicians aro sometimes not strictly
honest?"
"Yes," ropllod Senator Sorghum, sad
ly; "I am sorry to say that It Is. 1 havo
known politiclnnn who got votes years
ago and havo not paid for thorn yet."
Washington Star.
AliftiMit-Mlmlnil.
A ntory la told of a veteran professor
In a western collpgo who rivals Sir
Inane Newton In nbsont-mlndcdness,
that ho walked under a sprinkler on his
lawn without noticing it until ho got
indoors, when he found that his hat
and coat were wot, and looked out In
nurprlEo to boo whether It wcro raining.
A liirliitit Man.
"There goos a man who has a great
pull," said the ilrummor.
"Ah!" answered tho visitor to town
with heightened Interest; "ono of your
local politicians, probably?"
"No," tho drummer replied, with a
drummer's rigid ndhoronco to truth,
"he's a harbor." Now Yoik Itccordcr.
rrnvlcllnc for the future.
Mra. Do IlriiRh What a peculiar y.f
Hero! What Is It mtido of?
Attendant That Is mado of lino Jap
anese rlco strung on strings. Only .
Mr. Do Hrtish Hotter buy that,
I.ouIbo; when tho exchequer gota loij
wo can innko soup of tho portiere.
Mercury.
1'nocl f'ir Thought.
Ilo pressed a mad kUa upon hur lips.
"Hov can you?" sho exclaimed.
"Ah, lovo Is blind," ho answered.
And, when, four hours later, ho took
Ilia departure, sho was still thinking.-
Detroit Tribune.
11 Ih Stilt Inn.
Employer Now, young man,' if you
want this situation, you ;nuot tell mo
something nbottt yourself. What ii
your stntlon In Iifo?
Cleric I gonorally got off nt Twenty
third utrect, sir. New York Kocordcr.
Slobbs Jenkins told mo Miss Uoa
constrcot was an old flaino of yours.
Illobbs An old flamo? Impoaslblol
"Why Impossible?" "Sho's from. Dos
ton." I'hllndP.lphla Record.