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PtTW 6 THE ItED CLOW) CHIEF. FRIDAY, JULY 17. lo!)6. TJIK ANTICIPATOR. F coureo, I niltnlt It Isn't plagiarism," paid Carter Ksplau savagely; lt' fatr, It's the devil, but In It tlic loss Irri tating on Hint nt" count? N. no!" And lie ran his limit) through hi inir till It stood on (in). lie shook wlili febrile txcllemint. n nil spot hurnl " either cheek, iintl his bitten Up l"lv ered. "Confound llurfonl, nntl hi par ents, nntl IiIh miccslois' Tim tmlH to litrn tlint tan handle them." ho added, lifter a pause, during wlilcli his muntl Vincent curiously considered him. "It's your own fault, my dear w"'i man," said lie; "you arc too lazy. Bo uldes, remember those tiling - those iiutlotin, motlvrB- nro In tlit air. Orig inality is only the art of catching early wormr. Why don't you do the things (ih soon us you Invent them?" "Now you talk like a ImurReolH, like a commercial traveler." returned Ksp lan anprllv. "Why doeHii't an apple tree yield apples when the blossoms ate ftrllllzftl? Why wait for summer, mid the InlliienreH of wind and sky? Why don't live chickens burst now laid eggs? Shall parturition tread sud tlen on conception? Didn't the moun tain labor to bring forth a moiiHC? mid shall " "Yoilr works of genlu not lequlro n portion of the eternity to which they are destined?" "Stuff!" snarled Ksplau; "hut you know my method. I enteh the suggrs tltm, the llontlng thistle-down of tlitiiiKlit, the title, maybe; nntl then I have It. perhapH without note, to the hraln, to the mibllinlnnl conscious ness, the fiihconFcloiiH self. The story grows in the dark of the Inner per petual sleepless soul. It mny he reject ed by the artistic trlhunnl sitting there. It may he bidden to stand aside. I. the outer I, the liusk-cnHO of hered ities, know nothing of It, but one day 1 take the pen nntl the hand writes It. This Is the automatism of art, and I I i am nothing, the lust only of the con cealed Individualities within me. Per-1 baps n dumb nnriYttor attains speech, and yet the Complex Kgo Ksplnn must be anticipated In this way." i He iohc and paced the lonely club Miiohing-rooui with Irregular steps. Ills nerves wen- evidently quivering, his brain was wild. Hut Vincent, who was a physician, saw deeper. For Ksplan's speech was jerky, at times he inlFM'd the right wtird the loco motor centers were" not under control, i "What of morphine?" he thought. "I wonder If he Is at it iikiiIii, and is to-tlav without his quantum?" Hut Ksplnn burst out once mure. "1 should not care so much if llur fonl did them well, but ho doesn't know how to wrlto a story. Look at the limt thing of mine of his. I saw It leaping and alive; it ran and sang, n very Maenad; It had red blood. With him it wasn't even Corn dead; It Miueaks puppetry, nntl leaks sawdust, and moves like a lay figure', and smells of most manifest manufacture. Hut I can't do it now. Ho has spoilt It for ever. It's the third time. Curse hint, nntl my luck! I work when I must." "Your calling Is very serious to you," fnld Vincent lazily. "After nil, what dots it matter? What are stories? Aie they not opiates for cowards' liven? 1 would rather Invent some lit tle instrument, or build a plnuk bridge & J "DON'T TALK IDEAL POPPYCOCK." across a muddy stream, than wrlto the best of them." Ksplan turned on him. "Well, well," ho almoin shouted; "the mini who Invented chloroform was great, ami tho makers of It nro useful. Call Morles chloral, morphia, bromides, if you will, but they give ease." "When It might bo bolter to use Misters." "Hot!" answered Ksplau, rudely. "In any case, your talk l Idle, l ant 1, nntl writers nro writers- binall, If you will, but a result and a force, Give me u revt. Don't talk Ideal popp eock!" Ho ordered liqueur brandy. After drinking it ills aspect changed a little, mid hti smiled. "Perhaps It won't occur again. If it does I fihall feel that llurfonl Is very much In my way. i Hhnll have to "Kemove him?" asked Vincent. "No, but work quicker. 1 have some thing to write soon, it would Just Hilt hliii to spoil." The talk changed, mid soon after wards the friends parteJ. Ksplau wont to bin chambers In Hlonnisbury. He paced his sitting-room Idly for a few minutes, but after awhile ho began to feel the Impulse in his brain; his lingers itched, the semi-automatic juood enmo on. Ho hat down mid wrote, at first slowly, and at last furi ously. H was 3 In the afternoon when he begun work. At 10 o'clork ho was Bt 111 at his desk, and the big table on which It Btootl was strewn with tobacco ashes nd many pipes. His hair again ttood iififi H Ml wmL- & on Mid. for al Intervals he ran his damp hands tliiongh II. HIh eyes alt ered like opals, at times they sparkled and almost blazed, and then grew dim. lie changed at each sentence; lit! mouthed his written talk audibly each thought was rellerted In his pale, mobile fact1. He luughed and then groaned; at the crisis leans ran down and blurred the already Indecipherable script. Hut at It he rose, stiff In every limb, anil staggering, With dlfllculty he picked the unpaged leaves from the floor and sorted them In due order. He fell Into his chair. "It's good. It's good." he said, chuck ling. "What a queer devil I am! My dumb ancestors pipe oddly In me. It's (.(range, devilish strange; man's but n mouthpiece, nntl crazy at that. How long has this last thing been hatching? The story Is old, yet new. (llbbon shall linve It. It will Just suit him. Little beast, little horror, little hog. with a divine gold ring of appreciation In his grubbing snout." He drank half n tumbler of whisky ami tumbled Into bed. His mind ran riot. "My ego'H n bit fissured," he said. "1 ought to be careful." Anjl cic bt fell asleep ho talked cotihelous nonsense. Incongruous Ideas linked themselves together; ho sneered nt his brain's folly, and yet ho was afraid. He used morphine at last In such a big dose that It touched tho op tic center and subjective lightnings flashed In Ills dark room. Ho dreamed of "A I Home," where ho met big, brutal llurfonl wearing u great dia mond In his shirt front. "Hought by my convoyed thoughts," he said. Hut, looking down ho per ceived that Im had a greater Jewel of his own, and soon his soul melted Into the contemplation of Its rays, till his consciousness was dissipated by a til vine absorption Into tho very Nirvana of Unlit. When ho woke tho next tiny It was already late in the afternoon. Ho was overcome by yesterday's labor, and, though much less Irritable, ho walked feebly. Tho trouble of posting his story to Gibbon seemed almost too much for him, hut he sent It, mid took a cab to his club, where he sat almost comatose for many bouts. Two weeks afterwards he received a nolo from the editor, returning the story. It was good, but "llui ford sent mo a tale with the same motive weeks ago, and I accepted It." Ksplau smashed his thin white hand on his mantelpiece, and made it bleed. That night ho gut drunk uu cham pagne, ami tho brilliant wine seemed to nip and bite and twist every nerve and brain-cell. Ills Irritability grew so extreme that he lay In wait for subtle, unconcelveil Insults, and medi tated morbidly on tho aspect of Inno cent strangers. He gave tho waiter double what was necessary, not be cause It wob particularly deserved, but because he folt that the' slightest sign of discontent on tho waiter's part might lead to an uncontrollable outburst of anger on his own. Next day he met llurfonl In Picca dilly and cut him dead with n bitter sneer. "I dnren't speak to him I daren't," he muttered. And llurfonl, who could not quite understand, felt outraged. He himself bateil Ksplau with the hatred of an outpaced, outsailed rival. Ho know his own work lacked the diabolical cer tainty of Ksplan's It wanted the lino phrase, the light red word of color, the nihil mid onward inarch of duo finality, tho bitter, exact conviction, the knowledge of humanity that lies In inheritance, tho exalted experience that jmovos received Intuitions. He was, he knew, a successful failure, and tils ambition was greater even than Ksplan's. For he was greedy, grasp ing, chin lent, and his hollowness was obvious even before Ksplau proved it with his wringing touch. "He takes what 1 have done, mid titles It hotter. It's malice, nituice," bo urged to himself. And when Ksplan placed his last story anil the world voiivinbored only to forget In Its white-hot brilliance the cold paste of Harford's Paris Jewel, he felt hell surge within him. Hut he heat his thoughts down for awhile, and wont on his little, labored way. The success of this story and Har ford's bitter ecllpho helped Ksplau greatly, mid ho might havo got saner If other Inlluences working for misery In his life had not hurt him. For n cer tain woman tiled, ouu whom none knew ho knew, mid ho clung to morphine, which, in Its Increase, helped to throw him later on. It works as one who builds a dam higher and higher yet against the rising waters, anil tho crmh must come. Anil at last It did come, for llurfonl had two stories, better far than his usual work, in a magazine Hint Ksplau almost looked on as his own. They were on Ksplan's very motives, he had them almost ready to write. Tho sting of this last bitter blow drove him oiT his tottering balance; ho conceived murder, and plotted It brutally, and then sulitl, mid became dominated by it. till his lifo was tho llowor of the Insane motive. It altered nothing whin a levlewei pointed out the close it yeiublancn between the u?o men's work, and. exalting Ksplan's genius, placed the writer beyond all cavil, the other below all place. Hut that diove Hurford crazy. It was so bitterly true. Ho ground hid teeth, and hating his own work, hated worse the man who desirocd his own conceit. He wanted to do harm. How should he do It? Ksplau had long Mnee gone under. Ho was it homicidal ninnlao with ono man beforo him. Ho conceived and wiote schemes. His stories ran to murder. Ho read and imagined means. At limes he was In danger of believing he had already done the deed. One wild day he nltnoht gave himself up for this prolepllc death. Thus his Imagination burnt and named before his conceived path "I'll do It, I'll do It," he muttered; and ut the titih the men talked about him. "To-morrow," ho said, and then ho put It off. He must consider the art of It. He left it to bourgeon In his fer tile brain. And at last, JtiHt m ho wiote, action, lighted up by strange circumstance, began to loom big beforo him. Such u murder would wako a vivid world and be an epoch In crime. If the rod earth were convulsed In war, even then It would stay to hear that In credible, true story, and, soliciting deeper knowledge, srok out the method and growth of moans nntl motive. He chuckled audibly n tho street, and lmighod thin laughter In his room of Ilectlng visions. At night ho walked the lonely squares near at hand, con sidering eagerly the rush of his own divided thoughts, and, leaning against the railings of the leafy gardens, he Raw ghosts In the moon shatlowB and beckoned them to converse. Ho bo came a night bird untl was rarely been. "To-morrow," be said nt IiibI. To morrow h would really take the first step. Ho rubbed his hand and laughed as he pondered near home, In his own lonely square, tho finer last details which his Imagination multiplied. "Stay, enough, enough!" ho cried to his separate mad mind; "It Is already done." And the Bhndows were very dark about him. Ho turned to go home. Then came Immortality to him In strange shape. For It seemed aB though his ardent and confined soul burst out of his nnrrow brain and sparkled marvelously. Lights shnw ei cd about him, mid from n rose sky lightnings flushed, ami ho heard awful thunder. The heavens opened in a while blaze, mid he saw unlmaglnnble things. He reeled, put his hnntl to his utrlcken head, and fell heavily in a pool of Ills own blood. Anil the Anticipator, horribly afraid, ran down a by-strcot. The Sketch. Tim Knmlin .Jrim. The Kara I in Jews number .1.000 oi 1.000 nntl live principally In tho Crimea. They Hpeak a Tartar dialect among themselves, and ethnologlcally are much more like Tartnrs than Semites. Their own legends, In fact, permit the assumption that they were Khazars mid wore converted to Judaism lu the eighth century. Their form or Judaism differs from that of the 5.000,000 or more orthodox Russian Jews In reject ing the talmiul and traditional theol ogy altogether and confining; Itself strlcHj to the Mosaic revelation. It has been a favorite amusement with tho Russians for generations to pretend the greatest admiration and affection for tills obscure little tribe. Mine. Novikoff bail her Joke on tho subject here In London when she gravely as sured an Interviewer some years ago that there never had been a law of any kind issued in Russia against the Jews. When this amazing assertion was quoB tlonetl she coolly explained tlint she leferred to the Karalm Jews, as In Rub sla they did not consider the disciples of the talmiitl wore Jews at all. Inas much iih the Karaites constitute only a two-thoiisaiidth part of the Jewish race- If, Indeed, it be conceded that they belong to It at all tho Insolence of tho Russian attitude toward them Is peculiarly exasperating to Hebrews in gfiicrnl and the spectacle, of tboli being brought forward at Moscow as the sole representatives of Israel will smart and rankle Just ns tho genial Slavonic character deircH It should. Saturday Review. I'lMdjr's ll;l'y riiiullj-. C. O. Humes has a cnt ut his home In Goldondnle, N. .!., which is suckling three young squirrels, which were caught near town. She also suckles one kitten, the othera having been killed to make room for the squirrels. In That liar. Shade of the Period "In your day, as 1 understand It, there was no glori ous death except in battle." Shade of Achilles "That Is substantially cor lect. i'liey ilid not operate for appen dicitis then." Detroit Tribune. lYtHlllllMll. The pessimist is a freak. Pessimism Is tho child of a day or a mood, optimism Is tho great under current of liuinnn life. Pessimism is abnormal. It is a disease of the mind. Rev. D. II. Over ton. SOME POINTED PARAGRAPHS. Straw lints show which way tho mercury goes. Boston Globe. A man's idea of a dull tlmo Is to play cards with women ami nothing up. Atchison Globe. The hand that rocks the boat Is the hand that Ib In a fair way to leavo tho world. New York Press. Kvory man who makes a fool or a knave of himself hates the newspa pers. Kansas City Times. Tho Lord helps those who help themselves. That Is probably the rea son he Is not more lavish with his fa vors. Up-to-Date. The averago theater hat Is a bird (stuffed), a wholo lot of flowers (artl llcial) and n blooming nuisance (genu ine). L. A. W. Bulletin. Many Kuropenn Felons of royalty nro insured for very large nmountB. This is probably at tho instance credi tors. Louisville Times. The fool killer never troubles him self about tho mnn who rocks tho boat or the ono who grabs a loaded gun by tho muzzle. Philadelphia Ledger. A crying need In some clrcl'a of al leged statesmanship is n systematic course of Instruction in the art of be ing funny without being vulgar. Washlnston Star. A deacon will pass mound the pinto and get more buttons than dimes, hut n highwayman can hold out a gun and collect everything a mnn luti. This goes to show that a man will give up more to pavo his body than to save hid ro"i St. Louis Humorist HAD BONUS FUNERAL. HOW A COURT SCANDAL WAS HUSHED UP. Tim C'iko nf (tie i:,irl of Aj-rf.ird II Spent the I.uttcr I'urt of III l.lfi' In New V(irk u "Mr. Miiipxiu," rrrqticnt I uu .Mrttllncni nntl Union S(ii4rt. V VKRY unpknsnnt . alfnlr has been re- flj called In Km ope by the nnnounce- i mrnl In a number ' of German papers on Indisputable nil thoilty that Count (initio Lynnr. a member of the '- " princely house of that name. has been met, very much alive and In tine condition, at Florence, where he Ib now living without the slightest attempt to conceal his Identity, says the New York Journal. In oitlcr to appreciate (he sensation caused throughout Ger many b this announcement It is tier cssarj to state that the count, a major of the crack regiment of the Guard du Corps, decorated with almost every or der or Kurope. possessed of an Inde pendent foitune of $80,000 a year mid celebrated as (ho handsomest man of his corps, was arrested by the Kngllsh police in Loudon on a horrible charge while occupying the post charge d'affaliH of the German emperor. What rendered the matter worcc was that the late Kmporor Fredeilck. nt the time crown prince, was, with his contort. In London at (he moment and had to bear the full brunt of the scan dal. Had Count Lynnr given his name mid quality to tho police when nr icstrd be would at once have been set at liberty and steps would have ben taken lt hush up this scandal at; have bet n o many othois during the pres ent century, the authorities being n win c of the complications that arc ci rated by the art est of a foreign dip lomat. Hut Lynnr, who bail co:n- MRS. DYCHES SAVES HER A different taste In Jokes very nearly .ost the lives of Mr. and Mrs, Dyches, of Leesburg. Kin., ono day last week. They owe their continued existence to the courage displayed by Mrs. Dychee. The husband and wife were out driv ing when they encountered n twelve foot alligator lntho road. Mr. Dyches thought it would' be a Joko to drive- over him. Mrs. Dyches did not. Neither did the alligator. As the wheels touched tho saurian the animal made a sweep with Its tall that wrecked the buggy and deposited the Dyches couple on the ground. The nlll gator promptly attacked them and pletely lost his head, tefralned from disclosing his identity until his com panions had been committed for trial, when he himself had undergone the public Ignominy of being placed in the prisoner's dock. On the assur ance given by the German government that Lynar should be severely pun ished, he wiib turned over to the em bassy and by the latter to three ofll jla"B of tho Berlin police, who took hlui hack with them to Germany. On nf riving there he was at once placed In an insane asylum, on the plea that ho was demented, and his name was re moved from the roster of the diplo matic service ns well as from that of tho nrmy. Three months later it was an nounced in all the papers that he had died whllo under restraint and his name, nfter being cted In tho necro loglcal appendix of tho "Almnnach do Gothn," disappeared from that golden book of the Kuropean nobility. A colfln purporting to contain his re mains was placed in the family vault and his widowed mother, after mourn ing for her son, died about six months later, it is belloved, from a broken heart In consequence of his loss. Now comes the news tlint he Is allvo And well, living on tna fat of tho land and enjoying himself to his henrt'a content In Florence. The Inference is that tho German authorities have con nived at a deception particularly grow some In character, which has found its :ountcrpart on several occasions! In Knglantl. the most notable Instance being that of the uncle of the present Juke of Newcastle. Tho latter got mlxfd up In a scrape of tho snmo kind as Count Guldo Ly nnr, and having been placed on trial along with his friends, Houlton and I Parke, was about to lie convicted, when the announcement of bis death wns made and he was Intel .icd with much pomp and cetcmony li. the vaults of the ducal house of Newcastle, Yet a few months later he was recognized in New York, where he tient the re mainder of his life, bearing the name or 'Mr. Simpson." Ho used to haunt the restaurants and saloons around Pnlon mid Madison squares nntl pcnt n long tlmo In one of the metropolitan hospitals. thankH to an accident wblrh ocetirrtd to him on his passage to thin toiintry. Then there Is the case of the late earl of Aylesford, who, bavins been forced to expatriate himself from Kn glnntl, ruined beyond hope, bolh soci ally and llnanclally, was reported to have died In Texns. A coll'm contain ing a body represented as that of the earl was brought to Now York and shipped to Kngluiitl. Hut grave doubtH weie entertained at the tlmo mid still exist as to whether he Is really dead, a curious feature fn con nection with the affair being that the liiBiirnnce upon IiIh life was never col lei ted. PORT ARTHUR IS DIFFERENT. KiiphiiHl 1. Wllllnc for IttiMla to Hint Wlmt Slip Dormi't Wmit. Now. we havo always hold that Rus sia Is entitled to an Ice-free port in the Pacific, says the londoii Chronicle. It is out of the question that so colossal an undertaking iib the trans-Siberian railway could bo allowed to end In a remote harbor frozen for five months in tho year. Mr. Halfour, wo were glad to see. declined that tho government would put no obstacle In the way of such an acquisition by Russia. All this, however, refers to Port Lazmeff, on tho eastern coast of Corea, or some place in the Immediate neighborhood, upon which Russia has for long been known to have her eye. Port Arthur Is a very different thing. Russia took the lead In coercing victorious Japan out of Port Arthur on tho ground tlint the presence of Japan there would give the latter a dangerously preponderating inlluence upon China. A thousand times more will the influence of Russia HUSBAND FROM DEATH. tore off the left arm of Mr. Dyches. The wife rushed to her husband's aid. only to bo knocked over by another weop of tho animal's tall. She fell near her mangled husband, and with great presence of mlntl pulled a pistol from his pocket and llred bullet after bullet Into tho alligator's open mouth. At last a bullet touched a vital spot and the alligator died as It jaws were closing on the plucky woman's arm. It wiiK fearetl at first that the husband might tile from loss of blood mid shock, but late reports represent the couple as getting on very well. From the New York World. there be dangerous for the trade and policy of other countries, for the pos session of Port Arthur Ib a hand upon the throat of Chlnn, which can be tightened to sufrocnte her nt any mo ment. Moi cover, Knglantl Is the only country which thro?B her possessions open (o the trade of the world. Port Arthur in Russian hands will of course be caielully restricted to Russian com merce. The harbor Is a splendid ono. The formications mnnnejl by Russians would bo nbsoliitely Impregnable,. and thus Russia would have In the far east n naval base which would Instantly make her the mistress at sea of that part of tho world. In fact, with Rus sia ilrmly settled at Port Arthur, with tho trans-Siberian railway behind her, the influence of other powers upon Chlnn mny be regarded aa gone, and the advance of Rus&ia from her not th orn frontier toward Pekln would be merely n matter of tlrse. UcMrtlrM Alan, "If women have not finer sensibilities than mnn," asked the defender of her sex. "then why Is it that men laugh and women weep nt a wedding?" "Because, they mo rot the ones who are getting married," answered the coarse, heartless man. Icdlannpolls Journal. Not Harmful. Doctor "Above all, you must not exert your mental capacity too much." Poet "But I want to finish a volume of pootry." Doctor "Oh, (hat will not hurt you In the least." Judy. Ittcrrinll. Colonel Ingcrtoll has done u vast amount of rude and violent work by way of dealing the religious field of man u supeiFtltlon preparatory for better t'lowth. Rev K, L. Rexford. AN ENGLISH PAPER. Urge the Itrlllali to lip I'nlr Toward trift Iloer. The Dutch stock Is, we know, sturdy nnd enduring so sturdy and so endur ing that to this hour the descendants of the Dutch who settled In Now York mo conscious of a shade of difference betwion (hem and New KnglandciB anil legartl that dlffeience with certain self esteem, says the Spectntor. They me, they think, not only mote colld but better principled than tho lamllles around them. Nevertheless the extrnordliimy, (o us wo will frank ly confess unaccountable, absorbing force of the Kngllsh has given thorn the controlling power In New York, iib in all America noith of Mexico, and in spite of the vnstness of modern emigra tions that power will probably always remain In their hands. A now type of man arises, dlstlntlvely American, but It is as vain to say that ho Ib not In all essentials Kngllsh as (o say that tho Saxon ut homo has not prevailed over every other element In the population. We expect to see the process repeated In South Afilca, but wo can seo no leason why It should not bo peaceful or why, when the united dominion is formed, as It will be formed, the differ ent suites should all entir it on exactly the same conditions. Scotland docs not live under our laws nor in Germany have Bavaria nntl Wurtemberg precise ly the same position. What the British people have to do Is to see that the history of tho new people which is be ing born and which is alicady tainted by tho presence of a black race and the lloiceness which Is generated In the dominant caste by black resistance should not bo further tainted cither by militarism or by pecuulary corrup tion. There has been too much vio lence, sometimes Just, sometimes un just, in the history of South Africa and if the British people Ib to extend Its sovereign protection over the whole legion ns It did virtually when It re solved to forbid German troops to land In Delagoa bay it must extend alsr tho Pax Britannlen, the regime of Inw instead of willfulness, under which na tions grow serenely up to their destlnct' height. Tho Boers must be persuaded or compelled (o accept that regime JiibI ns much as the Kngllsh and tho natives hut they do not seem unwilling; they have behaved during the recent occur i onees in a moie than civilized manner, nnd if they aro willing there Is no rea son why. within the regions given them by treaty, they should be prematurely or roughly deprived of their ascend ency. It will depart In good time, iib the nscendency of the ten-poundeiu within these Iblnnds did. A HEN STORY. She AilopUil Two lilttPHK In n Motherly I'mkIiIoii. William Ohler of Bethel, Conn., owns an old speckled hen that has a heart as tender as her flesh Ih tough, Bays tho New York World. Last week sho ndoptetl two kittens that wero doierted by their unnatural mother. The old cat left her offspring in the bnm where they were born and did not re turn for several days. Tho speckled hen was sitting on u nest of cggB near by. After the cat disappeared the kit tens began to meow plaintively. Tho speckled hen. cackling and clucking softly, strutted over to the kittens and tried lo comfort them. Sho huddled them under her wings, cooing, hen fashion, and did her best to tell them that she would bo a mother to them. Tlint night and for several days there after tho speckeld hen watched over the kltens ceaselessly. Her own nest of eggs were neglected. She covered her foster children with her wings, gave them good advice mid an occa sional scolding in hen language, nnd tried frequently to Induce them to ent a worm or a bug. The kittena grew weaker anil weaker day after day for lack of proper nourishment, and then The cnt came back minus an eye nnd considerable fur. Sho trletl to ap proach her babies, but the tough old speckled hen would not allow her. She flew at the cat, cackling fiercely and striking tabby with her stump spui-K and wings. The cat was driven nway every time she ventured near tho kittens. U'lirrc Thry Could riml 11 1 tit. All actor recently found himself stranded in a western city without even the wherewithal to purchase a meal. He went to the landlord md offered to entertain the guests with recitations if he could he supplied with a square meal. This was agreed to by the land lord, and i ho actor man wna ushered into tho parlor where the guests wero nsgemblcd. He gave several readings In clever style, but did not seem to catch on, nnd bowing himself out told the landlord of his failure to please. Tho latter, being n ood-natured guy, told him ho should hnvo his meal not withstanding his failure, and ho was escorted to tho dining-room. Feeling a great deal better after a good, uqunro meal, ho again entered the parlor untl saitl to tho guests: "Ladles nnd gentlemen, as I failed to plense you with my recitations, I will now try a littU legerdemnln. Would any ono hero like to see tho devil?" "Yoh." wub the miBwcr from nil, "Then go to h 1," said tho actor and he bowed himself out. .Not Her llulnu.. "My favorite author." said tho young woman with tho high forehead, "U Holmes." "Holmes?" said the joung woman with the pink, green, yellow, brown nnd white Bhlrt walbt. "I didn't know he had ever written anything bcfli'.cu that horrid confession." Linen Oxford ties are designed for wear with linen gowns. X, i