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THE RED CLOUD CHIEF, FRIDAY, AUGUST 27 1897.
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CIIAlTKlt XVI.-fL'ovriM eii.)
It was half un hour pant the appoint
ed tlinu when alio ncarcd tin- trystlng
plaro, unil sho wng beginning to won
der whether or not Monsieur Cnussl
dlere had grown weary and bad gone
uway, when, to her relief, he emerged
from somo nook where he had been hid
ing and stood before her. Yea, It, was
lie, looking unxlous and restless, but
brightening up considerably at sight of
Now that the meeting had really
come about, Marjorlo felt somewhat
nlinshoil nt thn thought of her own
fjftfi boldness. Sho paused In some eonfii
M V ston, and timidly lield forth her hand,
Jxk but the Frenchman strode boldly .'or
'iWi ward, and, the place being lonely, took
JW !',ylier In his nrms.
IL "Marjorlo, my Marjorle!"
Hntli words and action took her to
I completely by surprise, that for a mo-
iTVi ment sho could do nothing but tremble
HmV passively In his embrace like a trem
HBhUng, frightened child; then, reeover
T ing herself, she drew back, blushing
lSftv uni' trembling.
tsk "Monsieur Monsieur Canssldlcre!"
i Tim Krone liman iookcii ai wt
strangely; ho took her hand, and held
J It lovingly in both of his.
f "Marjorlo." he said, "my little friend!
It seems now that I have you by me,
that I am born again. 1 havo traveled
iull the way from Dumfries to see you;
S'and vou do not know why? bectui30,
Stray child, you have taught me to love
Marlorie naused In her walk; she felt
her heart trembling painfully and her
cheeks burning like fire. She looked up
at him In helpless amazement, but bhe
did not speak.
"When you departed, Marjorle," con
tinued Caussldlcre, affectionately clnsp
intr the little hand which still lay pas-
Mi i..i,. in lita "T felt ns If all the light
ft , I.I.. I.o.l l.nnn xvlMlllrn VVI1 fl'Illll
rlfitft anu buiiihh3 tm .....-.-
W tho world, and I knew then that the
face of my llttlo Menu nan ictt such
an Image on my heart that I could not
shake It away. I tried to tight against
l. nllnr l.nf T nnnlll not. YOU llUVC
VJS made me love you, my darling, nnd
now I have come to ubk ir you win ue
"Your wife, monsieur!"
She looked so helplessly perplexed
that the Frenchman smiled.
"Well, Marjorle," he said, "of what
are you thinking, ma petite?"
"I was wondering, monsieur, why
you had spoken to me as you have
done." , ,
For a moment the man's face cloud
ed; then tho Bhndow passed and he
"Because I adore you, Marjorle, be
Again tho girl was silent, and the
Frenchman pulled his mustache with
trembling lingers. Presently he stole a
glanco at her, and hu saw that her face
was irradiated with a iook 01 urenmy
pleasure. Ho paused before her nnd
regained possession of her trembling
"Marjorle," lie said, and as he spoke
bis volco grew very tender and vibrat
ed through every nerve In the girl's
frame, "my llttlo Marjorle, if you had
been left to me. I don't think I should
over havo spoken, but when you went
away I felt as if the last chance or hap
piness had been taken from me. So 1
said, 'I will go to my little girl, I will
tell her of my loneliness, I will say to
her I havo given her my love, and I
will ask for hor3 In return.' Marjorle,
will yon glvo It to me, my dear?"
Sho raised her eyes to his and an
"I like you very much, monsieur."
J- "And you will marry mo, Marjorlo?"
"I I don't know that."
"I mean, monBleur, I will tell Mr.
"You will not! you must not!"
"Marjorlo, do you not seo what 1
w mean? They are all against me, every
mj ono of thorn, anil li tney Know mey
mmf ,...1.1 ii,o mv llttln nlrl nwnv. Mar-
nuuiu luiw - o"- - -----
Jorle, listen to me. You say you lovo
mo and you do lovo mo I am sure of
that; therefore I wish you to promise
to marry me and say nothing to any
"To marry you In pecrot? Oh, I could
not do that, monsieur."
"Then you do not lovo me, Marjo
rlo?" "Indeed, It is not true. And Mr. Lor
raino Is like my father, and ho loves me
so much. I would not do anything to
vex or hurt him, monsieur."
For a moment the Frenchman's faco
was clouded, and ho. cast a most omi
nous look upon tho girl; then all in a
moment again tho Biinshino burst
You have a kind heart, Mnrjone,
he said. "It la llko my llttlo girl to tam
eo; but sho la sensible, and will listen
to mo. Marjorie, uont tninK i want
to harm you, or lead you to do wrong.
I lovo you, far too well, llttlo one, and
n.y only thought is how r can keep and
cherish yod all my life."
It must not bo supposed that Mar
jorlo was altogether proof against such
-wwlng as this. She bolleved that the
jtfronchman was Incapable of decolt and
' though ot first tho proposal had r!ven
nor a shock, sho soon camo to think
In listening to his persuasive voice,
I that she was the one to blame. He was
I so much wiser than she.and ho knew so I
much more of the world; and lie loved
her so much that he would never coun
sel her amiss. MnJorle did not consent
to bis wish, for It k nm in moment
that we can wipe away the deeply In
stilled prejudice o fa lifetime, but she
finally promised to think It over and
see him again.
lie walked with her to within a quar
ter of a mile of the clergyman's gate,
then ho left her.
During the rest of that day Marjorle
went ubot't In a sort of dream, and it
was not until she had gone to bed at
night th"t she was able to think dis
passionately of the Interview.
The nest day she went to meet the
Frenchman again. The moment he
saw her face he knew that In leaving
her to reason out the problem he had
Shu came forward with all tbe confi
dence of a child, and said:
"Monsieur Caussldlere, since I love
yon. I will trust you with all my
Oh! the dnvs which followed; the
boms of blissful, dreamy joy! Mar
jorle went every day to meet her lover
each day found her happier than she
had been before.
He was good and kind, and her love
for him Increased, his tcasonlng seemed
logical as well as pleasant, nnd It was
beginning to take a linn hold of her
What ho might have persunded her
to do It Is difficult to Imagine, but an
event happened which for the time be
ing saved her from precipitation.
She had left her lover one day, prom
ising to think over his proposition for
an Immediate seciet marriage, and glvo
him her decision on tho following
Sho walked along the road with her
head tilled with the old and still per
plexing problem, but the moment she
reached home all such thoughts were
rudely driven from her head. She found
Mrs. Mentclth in the parlor crying bit
terly. Mr. Mentlth, pale and speech
less, stood by her side, with an open
telegram in his hand.
"What Is the matter?" asked Mar
jorle. Taking the telegram from the niin
inter's unresisting grasp, sho read as
"Send Marjorle home at once. Mr.
Lorraine is dnngerously ill."
The girl sank with a low cry upon
the ground, then with an effort she rose
"Let me go to him; let me go home!"
Not onco that night did Marjorlo re
member Cnusaldiere or her appoint
ment with him on the following day.
Her one thought now was of Mr. Lor
raine. Sho hurriedly left for home.
T was a raw, wet,
windy night when
Marjorlo arrived at
tho railway station
of Dumfrlc s.
Scarcely had the
train reached the
platform when the
figure of a young
man leaped upon
tho footboard and
looked in at
tho carrlago window, while a familiar
voice addressed her by name.
Siie looked round, ns she stood reach
ing down somo parcels and a small
handbag from tho not abovo her scat,
and recognized John Sutherland.
"They have sent me to meet you," he
said, stretching out his hand. "I have
a dog cart waiting outside the station
to drlvo you down."
Sho took tho outstretched hand eag
erly, quite forgetful of the angry words
with which they had last parted, and
cried in a broken voice:
"Oh, Johnnie, is ho bettor?"
Tho young man's face looked grave,
Indeed, as he replied:
"He Is about tho same. Ho is very
weak, and has been asking for you. Uut
come, let mo look after your luggage,
and then we'll hurry down."
Tlwro wero few passengers and little
luggage by tho train, nnd they found
Marjorio's small leather trunk standing
almost by itself on the platform. A
porter shouldered it and following Jilra
they passed out of tho station and
found a solitary dog cart waiting with
a ragged urchin at the homo's head.
A few minutes later Marjorlo and Suth
erland wes driving rapidly side by aide
through tho dark aud rain washed
streets of tho town. At last they
drew up boforo tho gate of tho manse.
With an eager cry, half a sob, Mar
jorlo leaped down.
"I'll put up the horse and come
back," cried Sutherland.
Marjorlo scarcely heard, but, opening
the gate, ran in across the garden, nnd
knocked softly at tho manso door,whlch
was opened almost Instantly by Myalo,
tho old serving woman.
Tho moment she saw Marjorlo sho
put her finger to her lips.
Marjorle stepped In, and the door was
softly closod. Mysle led tho way Into
tho study, where a lamp was dimly
"Oh, Mysle, how is he now?"
4Tlio old woman's hard, world-worn
faci tis sad beyond expression, and
her eyes were red with weeping.
"Whoesht, Mlsa Marjorle," she an
Bwored, "speak low. A wee while aynu
ho sank Into a bit sleep. He's awfu'
changed! I'm thtuklti' ho'll no last
mony hours Linger."
"Oh. Mysle!" sobbed tiu girl, con
vulslvely. "Whoesht, or he may hear ye! Dido
here a minute, and I'll envp ben uud
seo if ho has waukenod."
She stole from the loom.
In n few moments she returned to
the door and beckoned. Chok
ing down her emotion Marjorle fol
lowed her without a word. They
crossed the lobby and enteied the
rudely furnished bedroom wlmro Mr.
Lorraine hud slept so many years, and
there, In the very bed whero the little
fouudllinr Iwd been nir. "t "l,'.v
night long ago, lay the minister hag-
gavd, worn ami ghastly, with til the
look of a man who was sinking fast.
His white hair was strewn upon the
pillow, his cheeks were sunken and
ashen pale, aud his dim blue eyes
looked at vacancy, while his thin hand
lingered at the counterpane.
Marjorle crept closer, with bursting
heart, and looked upon hint. As shu
Old so she became conscious of a move
ment at the foot of the bed. There,
kneeling In sllenre. was old Solomon.
He looked up with a face a I moat as
gray aud stony as that ot his mas
ter, but gave no other sign of recogni
tion. The minister rocked hi head from
side to side and continued to pick the
coverlet, muttering to himself.
"Marjorlo, Marjorle, my doo! Ay, put
tho bairn In my arms sho has your
own eyes, Marjorle, your own eyes o'
heaven's blue. Solomon, my aurpflco!
To-day'B the christening. We'll call
her Marjorle, after her mother. A bon
ny name! A bonny bnlru! Bring the
light, Solomon! She's wet and weary.
Wo'll lay her down in the bed!"
At the mention of his name Solomon
rose llKo a gaunt specter, aim stood
gazing desolately at his master. His
eyes were wild and tearless, and he
shook like a reed.
Suddenly there was a low cry from
Marjorle started up, aud at the same
moment Mr. Lorraine half raised him
self on his elbow and 'looked wildly
"Who's there?" he moaned "Marjo
rlo!" Aud for the first time his eyes
seemed fixed on hers in actual recog
nition. "Yes, Mr. Lorraine. Oh, speak to
He did not answer, but still gazed
upon her with a beautiful smile. Ills
hand was still in hers, and she felt it
fluttering like a leaf. Suddenly the
smile faded Into a look of startled won
der and divine awe. He looked at Mar
jorle, but through her, as it wero, at
"Marjorie!" he moaned, "I'm com
ing." Alas! it was to another Marjorlo,
some shining presence tinbcheld of
other eyes, that he addressed that last
Joyful cry. Scarcely had it left his lips
than his jaws dropped convulsively, and
he fell back upon his pillow, dead.
Let me draw n veil over the sorrow of
that night, which was spent by poor
Marjorlo In uncontrollable grief. Suth
erland, returning a little while after
the minister's breath had gone,
tried In vain to comfort her, but re
mained in or about the house 'o ilia
brenk of day.
Early next morning Miss Hothorlng
ton.driving up to the manse door In her
faded carriage, heard the sad news. She
entered in, looking grim and worn be
yond measure, and looked at the dead
man. Then she asked for Marjorle, and
learned that she had retired to her
room. As the lady returned to her
carrlago she saw young Sutherland
standing at tho gate.
"It's all over nt last, then," she said,
"and Marjorle Annan has loot her boat
friend. Try to comfort her, Johnnie, li
"I'll do that. Miss Hetherlngtou,"
cried Sutherland, eagerly.
"Tho old gang and tho young come,"
muttered the lady. "She's alone now
In tho world, but I'm her friend still.
When the funeral's o'er sho must como
to stay awhile wl' me. Will ye tell her
"Yes, If you wish It."
"Ay, I wish it. Poor bairn! It's hor
first puff o' tho ill wind o' sorrow, but
when she's as old as mo she'll ken thore
are things In this world far waur than
Tho few days which followed iiuiuo
dlately upon tho clergyman's funoral
wero the most wretched Marjorle had
over spent. Habited in her plain black
dress, sho sat at home In tho little par
lor, watching with weary, wistful oyes
tho figures of Solomon and Mysle, who,
similarly clad, moved llko ghosts about
her; and all tho while her thoughts
wero with tho good old man, $vho,
at tor nil, had been her only protector in
While ho had been there to cheer
and comfort her. re had never realized
how far these uhers were from her.
Now she know, she was as one left
It was by her own wish that she re
mained at the manse. Mrs. Mcntelth
obliged after tho funeral to return to
hor home, had offered to take Miirjorte
with hor, and Miss Hethorlngton had
sent a little noto, requesting hor to
make tho Castle her homo. Both these
Invitations Marjorlo refused.
(TO tin COXTINUKO.)
Resented tho indignity "What made
you quit tho club, Billy?" "Reason
enough, 'I can tell you. I worked flvo
years to be elected treasurer ana theu
they Insisted on putting In a cash regis
ter." Detroit Free Pros.
SHE IS POOR YET RICH
PREDICAMENT OF PRETTY MISS
Mitrr of tlin Mini llnng In St. I.nut.
for tlio Murder "f III. Wlfn mill
Uhllil Wurtllni; of Hit lutlirr'n Will
the Ontui" of Her I'rrient Towny,
ty, riches and that
the law, play
but never a strang-
"", r"" 'w Hint of
which this story
tells. The richest
young woman In
the rich city of St.
Louis Is absolutely aud utterly penni
less. Stocks, bonds, houses, lands -vast
holdings of every sort and dcscrlp
tjon are hers, and yet she hasn't the
wherewithal to pay a cabman for
trundling her to Iter dressmaker's.
Millions of her money lie at Interest,
piling up enormous profits day after
day; but for all that penunry stares
her in the face. So far as ready money
goes she might better be the woman
who Hits at the street corner and all
day long holds out u tin cup for alms.
She is the sister of Arthur Duostrow,
who In February last was hanged In
St. Louis for the murder of his wife
and child, the only millionaire, too,
who ever suffered death upon the gal
lows. Her nnme Is Hulda Duestrow.
Louis Duestrow, their father, died In
1892 and left his great fortune In the
keeping of the Union Trust Company.
There were only three heirs to divide It
then the widow, her son, Arthur
Duestrow, and the girl, who now holds
title to the wealth and yet Is poverty
stricuen. I lie mother meu nearly a
year ago. Perhaps It was as well she
did. The murderer himself, and after
him his baby, whose life he took, would
have been chief heirs to all the mil
lions which now stand in the sister's
name, and of which she can touch no
single penny without the express pcr-
At Dearborn observatory, Northwest
ern University, Professor Gcorgo W.
Hough watched tho recent eclipse
through Its entire period. Thn btg tele
scope waB not turned on the sun In
the hope of astronomical discovery,
but to accommodate tho Evanstonians
who wanted to observe the phenomena.
According to Professor Hough's ob
servations the eclipse began at 7:33
o'clock and ended at 9:47:33. It pre
mission of the court. Duestrow's awful
deed diverted tho riches from their
destined channel and took away from
them, maybe, nil power thoy over
might have had to bring happiness to
any one. It is not surprising that even
thus soon after tho commission of his
crlmo and Its oxplatlon complications
should arise to wako In tho minds of
superstitious people tho belief that the
curse of blood Is on tho Duestrow mil
lions and that naught but difficulty,
discomfort and unhapplness can ever
attend thom hercaftor. Tho plea of
Hulda Duestrow for a llttlo pocket
money out of her millions Is n begin
ning nnd thousands of persona who be
llevo In signs and omens will watch as
tlmo goes on to see tho great fortune
crumble, and disaster follow whorover
Its dollars are aproad. When at last
tho murderer was hanged and sho
alone was left of tho family which but
a fow Bhort years before had boen no
envied for Its riches, she withdrew
herself from public view almost en
tirely, And small wonder! People who
knew' (Hclared that tha ahame
whlch her brother had brought upon
the name had broken hor henrt com
pletely, and that St. Louis would see
little of her thereafter. But every ono
cupporfcd that, with Inexhaustible
wealth at her disposal, she was trying
In seclusion to dull the pain that ter
rible chapter had caiued her. The dec
laration made In court that she wns
without money to pay her debts or
meet the ordinary demands ot living,
startled the St. Louis people who had
known how unbounded the Duestrow
fortune was, nnd set tho gossips again
to talking about the strange girl who
had fallen heir to It all. When old
Duestrow died there wns found an ex
traordinary, but none tbe less fortu
nate provision In his will. It set forth
that: "If at any tlmo during the llfo-
eltlier of them -dionld need money1 Vo
meet unexpected embarrnsHiuent, not
due to extravagance, neglect or fault
of the person so In need, the trustee
shall have power to exercise his dis
cretion, and may pay from the tesl
duary estate a sum or sums not to ex
reed $10,000." It Is upon the strength
of this provision that Miss Duestrow
appeals for money, as her brother did
when he wnH fighting for his life In tho
St. Louis courts. He got It theu. It
may be that the slater's request will bo
denied now, though there In no other
person In the world who has a vostage
of a claim to all these millions ex
cept herself. Hut the reason that she
gtves for being thus In want tends to
fortify even further the belief Hint an
evil genius haunts the Duestrow fam
ily nnd Its money.
It was not a falling off In tho values
of the Duestrow holdings which brought
their own' to such n pass. It was
none of tne ordinary causes which
sweep away fortunes. It seemed rnther
to have been a distinct Intent of Fate,
aud the Instrument, a tempest. A
little more than a year ago, on tho 27th
of May, 180(5, to b exact, a cyclone
swept across the western country,
spreading death and destruction ns It
sped. The splendid Duestrow homo,
in Lafayette avenue, St. Louis, already
saddened by death and then shadowed
by an awful crime, lay In the path of
the whirlwind. Other dwellings, nuil-
OF AN ECLIPSE.
sented no unusual phases. At differ
ent stnges of the eclipse photographs
were taken by moans of a camera at
tached to the eye-plcco of tho telescope.
Ono taken at 8:41 o'clock, tho maxi
mum stage, proved to bo the most near
ly perfect. It showed plainly a sun
spot near the center of tho sun's sur
face, and tho outllno of tho eclipse was
clear. It Is hero reproduced by the
pen and Ink process.
tltudcs of them, the houses of the poor
who knew no llfo hut toll, Were spared.
But when the storm had gone tie Dues
trow homestead lay In ruins In the
pathway of desolation. The one refuge
left to the wretched girl whoso life,
young as It was, had been so darkened
with the curse, was a wreck, as her hap
piness was. Moro than that, there wns
not a single dollar ot Insurance money
with which to undcrtako the labor of
rebuilding the, place, so that alio might
have a shelter ot her own.
The furniture, wearing apparel ev
erything that tho hapless child owned
In tho world, save the gigantic fortune
which lay snug nnd untouchable In tho
hands of tho trust company, was ruined
nnd worthless when that day was done.
Sho hired n temporary dwelling place,
and sot about tho work ot making tho
old home hnhltable again. It wns a
long task, aud when It was over there
were bills amounting to over $25,000
against the heiress ot the Ducstrows.
The income which Is hers by tho pro
visions of the will Is $10,000 a year, but
this had been spent In ono way or an
other Incident to tho burdensomo pro
cess of living, and the creditors, when
they knocked nt her door and asked
for their dues, found her penniless.
And Hint was not tho whole story.
In addition to tho injury tho storm had
wrought there foil to hor tho duty of
providing tor tho burial of her broth
er's body after tho hangman's knot had
wrung the last vestige ot life out of it.
Tlio lawyers had taken the last ot his
money. That increased by $500 moro
Miss Duestrow's load ot debt, so that
tho total which, with vouchers, sho ud
mlts to the consideration ot tho court
Is $26,450. "UnlesB," the petition says,
"the trustee exercises Its discretion and
grnntB her application for $10,000 of
' her own money she will be subject to
great distress, not only to meet ex
penses nlready Incurred, but to pro
vide for her ordinary expenses of liv
ing. She has no other means whatso
ever that can be applied to the payratnt
ot such expenses, Inasmuch as nl- Vas
been obliged to anticipate the Incotai
which she receives quarterly under Urn
will of her father " But there stands
a flnn and perhnps Impassable point of
law In thn way of Miss Duestrow gct
Ing this bagntelle which she asks for.
Bofore resorting to the court? she made
request of tho trust company to let her
hnvo the money. But the ghost of her
brother ami his crlmo confronted her.
The officers of the trust company stu
died and studied over the old man's
will, nnd the longer they studied tho
graver their doubts grew, whether, hav
Ing.iiald to Arthur Duostrow, In ac-
his "unexpected embarrassment, ino
company Iibb not exhausted Itn power
of discretion ns trustee. What re
strains tho trust company from grant
ing Miss Due 'row's request is tlio
fear that Duestrow the elder Intended
to make $10,000 the limit or his allow
ance for tho meeting of "unexpected
embarrassments," and that In paying
that maximum amount to the murderer
they canceled nil claim which the threo
heirs might have under that singular
provision of the will.
THE "CIN LAW."
I'lmt Ittow ut l,liiior Dunlin c Among
This famous- "gin law," passed In
17.10, Is Interesting as the earliest so
vere blow at llquor-selllng among civ
ilized nations, says Popular Science.
Monthly. It levied a tnx of 20 shillings
a gallon on spirits and ti license of 50
for any ono selling or dealing In It.
And, being In advance ot public opin
ion, It failed, much as other more
stringent prohibition laws have failed
In our own day. For the cry was ut
once raised that it taxed tho poor man's
gin and let the rich man's wine go
free. Every wit, every caricaturist had
bis fling at It. Ballads wore hawked
around telling of the approaching
death of Mother Gin. The liquor shops
were hung with black and celebrated
uproariously Mine. Geneva's lying In
state, her funeral, her wako and so on.
The night before tho law went Into
effect, so the contemporary journals
say, there was a universal revol all
over tho country. Every ono drank hid
fill nnd carried home as much gin bo-
sides as he could pay for. To evade
the law apothecaries sold It in vials
and small packages, sometimes colored
and disguised, generally under false
lubels, such ns "Colic Water," "Make
Shift," "Udles Delight." There wero
printed directions on some ot these
packages e. g.; "Take two or three
spoonfuls three or four times a day.
or as often ns tlio fit takes you." In
formers were very prominent and ex
ceedingly offensive, Inventing snares to
catch law-breakers, for the sake of the
heavy Towards, and spying and sneak
ing around in a way particularly dis
tasteful to tho English mind. The
inero cry of "Liquor spy!" was enough
to raise a mob In the London streets,
and the Informer was lucky If ho es
caped with a sound thrashing and a
ducking In tho Thames or the nearest
liorso pond. Indeed, such an outcry
wns mado about tho matter that the
mlnUtry became very unpopular, and
tho lnw was not enforced after two or
three years nnd was largely modified in
17411, after seven years' trial.
AN ANCIENT LOVE LETTER.
It Wn Written by u ICInc of Egypt
Alimy Year Ago,
Onco upon a tlmo before Homo was
drenmt of a king of Egypt wrote to
n king of Babylonia asking his daugh
ter's hand In marriage. The king ot
Babylonia, being a most unromantlc
parent, declined to enter into any such
arrangement until ho hod substantial
proof of tho royal suitor's worthiness
and honorable intentions. Then fol
lowed a long correspondence, which,
wonderful to relate, was very much
like the correspondence that ensues
today when a European monarch takes
it into his head to get married. They
died, did these two kings, and thirty
five centuries rolled slowly over their
graves, and the world grew to be vast
ly different from what it once was and
yet remained vastly tho same. In thn
year 1883 a peasant woman seeking an
tiquities among the rulna near the city
of Tell-cl-Amnrna found a number ot
tablets written In tho cuneiform char
acters. In the course ot tlmo these
tablets reached tho hands of one Hugo
Wlnckler, a young Assyrlologlst, who
translated them, among others, an-1
now from tno press oi uouuier e
Relchard ot Berlin, thero has Just
been issued a llttlo book entitled "The
Tell-oI-Amarnn Utters." Tho Nlbmu
nrln referred to below has beon iden
tified with Amenhotep, who reigned
over Egypt about 1415 B. C. This Nlb
muarla had married the slstor ot tho
Babylonian king, Kalllma-SIn, and,
polygamy being much in vogua at that
time, had expressed a deslro to marry
Kllllmar-Sln's daughter also. The
Babylonian king, however, hesitated,
becauso ho did not know how well
his sister had boon treated.
Thero has come into uso a method ot
"bulldlng-up" boards by gluing or ce
menting together thin slabs of wood
ot different kinds, so placed that, the
grain of the various pieces is crossed,
It Is claimed that not only extra
strength, but also extra flexibility and
durability are thus obtained. Doors
mado of the prepared wood are said
to be stronger than mucn thlolcw
doors made of ordinary wood, and they
do not warp. Packlng-boxea aol
trunks are also made ot this tnaUrkLJ
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