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THE RED CLOUD CHIEF.
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' CIIAPTEn X.-Contlnucd.
"If tho will Is really lost, and there
la no copy, I am not my uncle's heir
ess," buo said.
"Colonel Branscombc's wishes " 1
began.
"But tho law I am asking you what
Is the law," she Interrupted, Impatient
ly. "I shall not bo allowed to tako
everything If tho will cannot bo
found?"
"It will In that caso be a deadlock,"
I returned reluctantly.
"And tho heir-at-law will come In?"
sho queried, with a touch of uncon
scious triumph in her tone.
"The trusteo will oppose there will
bo probably a long and tedious law
Bult; tho matter will not bo so easily
settled. And pnrdon me, Miss Brans
combe that tho wishes of the testa
tor, tho known wishes In this case,
should not bo, carried out must sure
ly bo a matter of regret."
"My dear uncle," Bhe said gently,
"did not, I know, mean to be unjust,
but ho was mistaken. I think if ho
could know dear uncle! ho would be
glad that an nccldent should prevent
the carrying out of a great Injus
tice!" Sho was absolutely Infatuated, and
the unprincipled bcoundrel, Charllo
Branscombe, was trading on the noble
generosity, the too trustful simplicity
of his lovely cousin. A rush of Jeal
ous Indignation choked my utterance.
How sho rauBt lovo this wretched
scapegrace to do so much for him!
that was my predominant thought
She stood still, struggling with the
tears which tho mention of her uncle's
name had brought; then sho recov
ered her composure and held out her
hand timidly to me.
"You have been very kind, Mr.
Fort," sho began; then a faint pink
blush tinged her cheek. She hesitated,
Y4 and finally broko down in confusion;
whilst I, I think, lost my head, and,
with her soft trembling hand In mino,
I cast duty, professional reputation, all
to the winds, and vowed In my in
most heart to guard her Becret, even
at the cost of all I bad hitherto held
dear.
I left Forest Lea the next morning.
As I drovo away, a slim, black-robed
figure glided to the side of Miss Elms
lie, who was standing at the hall dnor,
speeding tho departing guest, and a
farewell smile, breaking like a ray of
"OH, IT DOESN'T MATTER," HE
light through a dark cloud, sent mo
away with my heart beating furiously
tnd my head In a whirl.
. .
"Date, July 3d; time, 11:40 a- m.
Kindly describe your fellow passen
gers, sir."
Mr Wlili1rlnrtnn from SCOtlanO
Yard, paused, notebook in hand and,
pen suspended, his keen darn c
'fixed upon my faco. My1 partner, Mr.
Rowton, Sr. now convalescent sat n
" un nrm chair by tho fire, looking moro
disturbed than I had aver seen him.
"A couple of country gentlemen," I
reeled in answer to Mr. Wlddrlngton s
question. "Mlddlo-aged-nothlng par
ticular about them; they talked pon
tics nnd local gossip and a lady.''
"The lady whoso bag was exchanged
'foriyoura? Sho got In "at Wlvenhoe, '
referring to his notes. l
'Yes."
"There was no other lady?"
"No none."
4 ''Tho country gentlemen traveled
with you tho wholo way to London?"
3, "Yes."
''And they had neither of them a
Gladstone bag?" '
''Not to my knowledge."
"Tho hag left with you contained r
tlgjf s of lady's clothing?"
"Yes."
"And hns never been claimed?"
"No."
"The lady got out at T"
"At Molton Junction."
"Precisely at Molton Junction. Sho
had a Gladstone hag with her when
eho entered tho carriage?"
"Yea." .
"And sho took one away with hor
when she left?"
i
f itfifors wvms
"Yes."
"Can you describe tho lady?"
"She was thickly veiled," 1 replied.
"I dW not see her features."
"Was sho young or old?"
"1 believe sho was young."
"Dark or fair?"
"She had fulr hair. Sho sat on the
sarao Bldo of the carrlago n myself,
and, ns I said before, sho was closely
veiled. I had no opportunity of study
ing her features."
"I believe you made every Inquiry at
Molton?"
"Yes."
"And the railway ofllclals In Lon
don?" "Yes; we have taken every step
possible to us, wo think."
"Your departure for town, with tho
will in your possession, was, I pre
sume, known to tho household at For
est Lea?" .
"Undoubtedly."
"You havo no recollection of hav
ing met tho lady who traveled with
you at Forest Lea or elsewhere?"
"I could not swear," I answered un
flinchingly. "I had no opportunity, as
I said beforo, of Identifying her."
"Is It your Impression that sho was
disguised?"
"Tho Idea never occurred to me.
Sho wore tho kind of thick veil I havo
often noticed on other ladles In trav
eling. There was nothing uncommon
or remarkablo about hor."
"Did Bhe converso cither with you
or tho other gentlemen?"
"No."
"There arc no marks or other means
of identification on tho articles of
clothing left In tho bag?"
"None whatever."
"I can sco them, of course?"
"Yes; they aio huro."
"One moro question, Mr. Fort: Did
you leave the carriage at any time dur
ing tho journey?"
"Yes, I left It, for perhaps half a
minute, at Molton. I crossed In tho
direction of tho book stall, hardly out
of sight of tho carrlago. Tho guard
recalled me as my train was start
ing."
"You did not tako tho bag with
you?'-
"No."
"Was this after tho lady left?"
"Yes."
Mr. Wlddrlngton read over bis note?
carefully, and presently took his
SAID, "YOU MAY SPEAK OUT.'
leave, promising that wo should hear
from him "as .noon as ho had anything
to communicate."
I breathed moro freely when tho of
flco door closed after him. The or
deal was over, and my darling was pc
far safe.
"It's a most unfortunate thing
moBt unfortunate,'' grumbled Mr. Row
ton when we. were left, alone together.
"I'm not blaming you, Fort; It's na
great a misfortune to you as to any
one concerned."
I bowed silently.
"If the will should not turn up, that
scamp, young Branscombe, will tako
poFrtssIon, and wo cannot prevent
him. And theso things aro so uncer
tain. You know wo had a case In 'DC
will lost. 1 refused to prove on tho
drf(; Ave years later tho original will
turned up In an old box, In the under
takers workshop! And nobody ever
know how it got there was discov
ered by tho merest chunce, too tho
merest chance."
"Wo must hopo for tho samo good
luck this llmo," I replied, "I am more
sorry thail I can say, sir."
CHAPTER XI.
Colonel Rector.
Tho old man was considerably
shaken by ha Illness and by the un
fortunate loss of his old client's will,
and a certain half-guilty consciousness
mado mo tender toward him as I
looked at hla bent figure and thin,
worn cheeks. In fact, wo wero mutual
ly desirous of sparing each other's
feelings, for Rowton was a good fel
low, and ho believed I was greatly cut
up by tho unlucky failure of my first
great commission for tho firm.
"Never mind, man," he said, klnaly.
"Wlddrlngton Is as sharp as a weasel;
ho will unearth tho mystery In no
time. I never knew that fellow to fall
In nil my experience of him. Wo shall
soon hear that ho Is on tho scent."
"Heaven forbid!" I ejaculated, men
tally. "It Is to bo hoped that rascal of n
nephew won't turn up to complicate
matters. I wonder where tho fellow
Is? Ills last scrape was moro serious
than all tho rest, nnd his uncle sent
him nbroad. But ho would bo likely
to hear of tho Colonel's Illness, I
should be afraid; nnd the death was
announced In the papers, unfortunate
ly. That was a fulse step I thought
so at the time."
"MIes Elmsllo Is responsible for that
mistake, elr."
"Yes? I thought na much. Trust a
woninn for mischief," responded my
partner, Irritably. "Well, well, there's
no use In thinking nbout It. We'll look
over thoso leases, Fort; and Spenco
and Brown must bo seen today."
So, to my great rclitf, the subject
of Forest Lea was for tho tlmo dis
missed. For tho next fortnight I lived as a
man might live over n slumbering vol
cano, In hourly dread of nn explosion.
For that space all was silent ns tho
grave. Wlddrlngton made no elgn.
Then two events of almost equal Im
portance to mo broke up the monot
ony of legal work In which I had
burled myself. A distant relntlvo died
nnd left mo a fortune, nnd Mr. Heath
coto telegraphed to Messrs. Rowton
nnd Fort: "Come as soon as nosslblo.
C. B. tnken possession."
Old Rowton was laid up again with
a return of bronchitis, and for the
second tlmo it fell to my lot to obey
tho summons Intended for him. What
wild hopes nnd daring aspirations
thrilled my heart and filled all my
thoughts during thnt Journey over the
well-remembered road! My lovo and
I wcro standing on equal ground now.
ab tno owner of a landed cstato I
might without presumption ask even
tho heiress of Forest Lea to bo my
wife. And as events were tending, with
tho secret knowledge I possessed, I felt
sure that Nona would be no heiress.
Doubtless It was sho who summoned
Charllo Branscombe, in pursuunco of
her Bchomo of restitution; and how
Joyfully my heart boat at the thought!
It was In my power now to restore to
her allasho had given up.
The Rector was waiting for mo In
his dog-cart, tho smartest of grooms
at the horse's head, In 'place of the
somewhat loutish fellow whom I re
membered In the summer.
"London bred," I said to myself, as,
touching his hat to me, ho sprang to
his placo behind us.
"You have a now groom," I re
marked to Mr. Heathcolo. "A smart
fellow, ho looks."
"Yes," answered the Rector, nbsont
ly,a then plunged at onco into the sub
ject of my Journey. "Here's a pretty
mess! Mr. Charllo Branscombo has
Installed himself at Forest Lea, and
I want your help to turn him out. No
news of thnt unlucky will, I supposeP
I glanced around at the groom before
replying; tho rector spoke In a loud
tone louder than was prudent.lt seem
ed to me, with a listener bo near.
"Oh, It doesn't matter," ho said;
"you may speak out."
There was a twlnklo in tho clergy
man's eyes which made me turn onco
more to tho man. He was sitting with
folded arms, his Immaculate top boots
stretched out In orthodox fashion, his
heels resting on tho footboard, his fea
tures composed Into the respectful va
cuity of expression peculiar to a thor
oughbred servant. Was the fellow
deaf? Was that tho meaning of the
rector's lack of caution? I decide
that It wag, and hesitated no longer.
(To be continued.)
A Tarantula of Trousera.
It was a queer mlx-up that met hit
fond mother's gazo as she stepped into
tho boudoir of her only "hopeful" to
tell him that It was tlmo to tip his
bat, to slumber and hie himself to
breakfast and to business. Tho room
looked like a clothing counter during
n Are sale. Tho bed was a tanglod
mass of trousers legs, and It was with
difficulty that the startled mother
found tho peaceful, sleeping face of her
only son. Hor expression hardened
Into a look of sternest disapproval, for
tho accent of Inebriety was onjy too
plain bo sho thought But she was
mistaken. It was only nn nceldeKt
Tho. gas was .burning low when ho we$t
to Ills room that nlgfit, and in attempt
ing to turn It up ho turned it out. For
lack of matches he had disrobed In the
dark. Consequently lie did not see, tho
eight pains of trousers that were ly
ing in a pile on his bed after a return
from tho pressor's. Those, eight pairs
of trousers ran up a good-sized tailor's
bill during that one-night Btand with
their restless .owner. hOBin.e;awpko
one pai'8wolfnd"aijJi'njrk,
and beglmmedlate surrounding, cow
try .looked like a fricassee of panta"
Joon. " d , , I
Why MuhIcIjdh Tune In Pablln. -
It has' orton puzzled the uninitiated
to glvo a reason why musicians tune
their Instruments In public and not be
fore they enter tho orchestra. If thoy
tuned their Instruments before enter
ing the theater or concert room tho
temperature Is very apt to be different
In tho placo of performance, and, there
fore, tho Instruments would not be In
tune. A piano which is in tune In a
cold room would get out of tune If thy
room wero suddenly heated.
A woman never minds a made-over
drees so long as It Is mado over silk.
MET IN PAliADISE.
2 Baw Brother Joseph, Brother Bene
dlctus and the young monk Anselmo
gathered about my bcdsldo with sad,
tenr-staltied faces. Suddenly n light of
moro than noondny brightness Hooded
tho little cell. I closed my eyes to shut
out Its brilliancy.
"Ho Is gone," sold Brother Boncdlc
tus, whoco fingers clasped my wrist.
Ho listened with ear closo pressed
against my breast. "No, no," ho said,
"the henrt still beats faintly."
Tho monastery bell began to peal
forth the hour of nine; Its mellow
tones reverberated from crag to crag
and ended In little musical tinkles far
down the gorge, but cro Its last echo
had died away my soul had passed out
from tho mortal body Into tho vast un
seen. Frco from pain, with a feeling of
tightness and buoyancy In every part
of my being, 1 rested In nlr, nn cxnet
counterpart of tho body lying on tho
bed, which even then the good brothers
wcro preparing for burial; tho limbs
wero (straightened; tho long, Blonder
Unndq, clnnplng n crucifix, wcro folded
over tho breast. I hovered over thin
houso of clny which hud onco been
mine, and gazed at It as a gorgeous
winged butterfly might look upon tho
chrysnllB from which It had JuBt been
freed.
Whither nm I to go, thought I. Arc
souIb freed from tno mortal body
doomed to rcmnln forever near It, see
ing, knowing nil, yet themBclvc3 un
seen? I gazed upward, and lo! from un
known heights, with a fluttering of
snowy wings, a dove descended. Nearer
and nearer still It came. I reached
forth to touch tho gentle creature, and
as my hand rested upon' It wo began
slowly to rise. Out from tho narrow
cell we passed, onward, upward, above
tho tree-tops, higher and higher, till
tho river, far below, seemed a Blender
silver ribbon as it shimmered in the
moonlight. Tho highest spur on the
mountain dwindled to a tiny speck be
neath us, and then above, below, In
every direction, nothing but space.
At length wo camo to a beautiful
green Island, dotted over with gardens
of popples, where lotos blossoms gently
swayed along tho margins of Its rive r3,
nnd tho whispering winds murmured
their lullabies. Over this Island, In
letters of nevcr-fndlng flowers, floated
tho name, "Dreamland."
But my gentle guldo paused not to
rest on this beautiful Island; on nnd
on wo soared, till wo came to a daz-
?i'fypl& ft,- 'SSL
LED HER FROM THE THRONO.
zllng white city. With wuIIb of pol
ished marble, cut In thousands of fan
ciful shapes, with slender spires and
graceful minarets rising on high, this
city hung suspended in tho air.
We approached its walls. Noiseless
ly, on golden hinges, Its great gates
swung open, and a voice bade mo enter.
I entered tho portal; a flight of marble
steps roso beforo me. As my feet
rested upon the first of theso my guide
(lev from mo and alighted on tho land
ing above, where It sat resting and
preening its wings,
As I looked, behold a change. Slowly
the dove faded from beforo my eyes,
and in its place tho form of a lovely
woman stood.
Sho turned toward mo with out
stretched hands. "Thou hast kept me
waiting so loag, so long, beloved," she
said.
"Angela!" I cried, hastening toward
her. "Do I at Inst behold tbee? I,
too, have grpwn weary with the wait
ing. The day I kissed thy cold lips for
the last time, and turned away from
the mound of learth that covered thee,
my heart did break. In vain tried I
to take up-the old thread of life so
rudely broken. My old pursuits be
came hateful unto mo. No maid, how
ever fair, could fill thy place; Jn dreams
I bow" thee still, Among tho holy
brotherhood, In comforting tho dying
and ministering unto tho living, at last
found I peace. But tho way has been
long and wearisome."
"Yes, dearly beloved," answered An-,
gcla, "but all that lsnow ended, and
because of thy purity of soul and thy.
good deedB wrought thou art come,
direct to tho city of the blessed. Look
about thee;, surely woria) ,m'lBd, could
neyer conceive ,of .'such Jbeautles'.A11
this Ib thine Jo enjoy foreycr." (j
Reluctantly withdrawing my gaze
from, my long-Jdst Atfgela's facoI
looked about mc. Glistening white
palaces of thq a Jhepure marble as the
city's wall rose here and there,
"Those," said Angela, whose gaze
followed my own, "aro our dwelling
places, If wo wish; but we love better
to live beneath tho trees. See, ate they
not grand?"
Giant forest trees reared their great
trunks on high; fruit trees, laden with
ripe fruit, others yet In blossom, were
on every, bond. .. .
"Wo do not pluck tho fruit, said
Angela. "We sustain not life as mor
tals do. The treo3,bcar becauso they
are perfect only lis their fruiting, and
if ' IfC;
nothing but perfection Is found hero."
Under tho arching branches cool uvc-
nticB 8tretchcd away In drrntny vistas;
fountains of perfumed water scattered
fragrance on tho nlr; music, from
stringed liiBtmnientH floated on every
breeze. Flowers blossomed nlong tho.
pathways; lilies of tho valley rIiook
their tiny bells nnd mingled their
sweetness with tho odorous violet.
"AH Is beauty, all Is pence," I mur
mured. "Sco you not thoso who dwell hero?"
asked Angela. SuddcUy tho placo
seemed peopled with smiling, hnppy
beings. Old friends whoso cnrth-llfe
hnd long since ended camo toward mo
with greetings. Kings, wnrrlors, prlCBts
nnd poets of nil times mingled In tlio
passing throng. Queens and women of
humblo birth walked side by side, nil
smiling, happy.
A feeling of perfect pence stolo over
me. Taking Angcln'B hand In mine, I
led her gently from tho throng. "And
thou hnst never forgotten thlno o'arth
love, Bwcot one?" I asked.
"Nay, denrcst," anBworcd alio, "Such
lovo as mlno nnd thlno lives down
through tho forever of eternity. Oft
havo I been with thee when thou
knewest It not. When dnnger threat
ened thee, Angela's hand did ward It
off, and ofttlmos guldo thy footsteps
over rough and stormy pathways."
"I seem to havo seen thco many
tlmcB In dreams, my sweet one," whis
pered I.
"Truly," Bald Ajigcla, "between tho
earth and tho City of tho Btessed lies
a country they call Drcamlnnd, whither
we of tho city may go at will; but
thou, hampered by thlno earthly body,
couldst travel thither only when tho
body was In that stato which they end
sleep. Inactive, thy senses deadened to
all things earthly, while In tho state so
like unto death, thlno Innor being,
which now hnth como to dwell In re
gions of light forever, mlnhtcst stent
away for a brief whllo -to Drcamlnnd,
there to communo with other spirits,
somo llko thyself, subject to n sum
mons from the waking body, nnd thoso
who dwell In tho soul existence only."
Thus, listening nnd marveling ns the
wondrous beauties of tho now life aro
revealed to mc, I wander with my dar
ling through Fnradlsc.
SELDOM MARRY AQAIN.
Willow of Chlraco Policemen Remain
ShiEle anil Draw J'rniloni.
Chicago Times-Herald: Only ono
per cent of the widows of tho Chicago
policemen who nre left with a pen
sion ever marry again. Of 200 wom
en who havo received pensions
during tho past 22 years only two took
a second trip on the matrimonial sea,
nnd both of them married policemen.
At present there aro ICO women on the
pension list whoso hunbands cither
died or wcro killed In thu service. ThlB
list will soon bo lncrenscd on nccount
of nn net passed by tho last legislature,
which provides a pension for a police
man's widow, no matter whether ho
was in active service or not, bo long as
sho remains unmarried, Heretofore
tho law has been that If a retired po
liceman, drawing a pension, should
die, his pension died with him, All his
widow received from tho police depart
ment was $2,000 life Insurance from
the Benevolent association. But the
pension law recently enacted makes
her eligible for her hUBband's pension,
the smallest sum being $500 a year.
Tho amount of a widow's pension de
pends upon the rank her husband held
In the department A patrolman's
widow receives $500 a year,' one half
his salary; a sergeant's widow
$000 a year, a lieutenant's widow $750
a year, and bo on. MrB. Welter, widow
of Colonel Welter, who a few years
ago was drlllmaster of the department,
with tho rank of Inspector, draws tho
largest pension of any woman on the
list. She receives $1,500 n yoar. This
Is perhaps the largest pension received
by any woman in Illinois, Next to
Mrs. Welter comes tho widow of In
spector Michael J. Schaack, whose an
nual pension Is $1,400. The oldest pen
sioner on tho list Is Mrs. Nelllo T.
Mackey, who has been a widow for
nearly 20 years. Policemen's widows,
It Is said, havo many opportunities to
marry again, becauso In most cases
they are left In fairly good circum
stances nnd aro sought by bachelors
or widowers who have an eye to money
matters when casting about for a mate.
But from the examination of the pen
sion records ono Is forced to bcllcyo
thnt a policeman's widow thinks $500
a year better than a husband.
Mnr. McKlniey'4 Miniature.
A gentleman of the1 Virginia, H.ot
Springs was in the city the ohr day
on a trip combining business and'
pleasure. Ho related a Ilttlo Incident
connected with President and MrssMc
Klnely's visit to the springe recently.
When the distinguished party were
taking the train on the return to Woshr
Ington he, with many others of tho
village, went to the station to bid them
a public goad-by, and by their presence
to assure them of their appreciation of
the stay at the resort. After the party
had entered the train ho, happened o
look underneath the presidential car,
and near tho wheels lay something
glUtering. He reached down and
picked up the object, and discovered
that It was a miniature picture of a
Ilttlo child set In a heavy gold oval
frame. Ho handed It to one of tho
trainmen and requested him to hunt
tho owner aboard the car. Tho train
man did bo and found tho owner In the
person of Mrs. McKlnley. She had not
noticed Its loss, and was very grateful
for its recovery. Washington Post.
Not the One That W Out.
"Is the cashier out?' ho asked as ho
looked around, ''No, replied" tho
president, as " he ghf&ced- Jpvrotnn,
examination of the books, "tho cashier
is not out; It's tho bank that's out."
8TOHAOE BATTERY.
A n Motor for Hlrrnt Carn, Nulil to flute
llnlf tlio i:icnc
Now York Mall nnd KxprcsG: Thh
Installation of tlio storage-battery cars
will add n new motive power to tho
diversified roourrta of a city which Is
using steam rrglnes, tho cable, tho un
derground trolley, compipsscil nlr nnd
horse power In tho business of local
transportation. Tho storogo battery,
however, Is not n novelty to tho me
tropolis, for nlmwt tho first care to
bo manufactured wcro placed on tho
old Madison nvtwuio line more thnn a
dozen yenrs ago by a Frenchman
named Julian. Half a dozen ponder
ous vehicles wcro kept running on tho
horse-car tracks with somo succcsn for
nbout eight months, when advene liti
gation compelled their withdrawal.
Slnco then the Btorngo battery has been
perfected and elaborated In this city
nnd applied to electric cabs. Tho op
eration of tho two Btornge-battery cars
upon the Grand street lino has demon
strated tho efficiency of tho system
tho satisfaction of tho officers of that
line. A report hns been rendered upon
It by tho dccrctary, based In part upon
tho" findings of the chief engineer of
the electric company that supplied tho
cans. Tho favorable results enumer
ated wcro attained dcsplto tho fact that
tho track Is nn old ono nnd Intended
for lighter cars, and despite tho fuot
that tho motors wcro designed forn
speed of sixteen miles an hour and
not hnlf that speed could obtain on
Grand street, tho effect bolng n con
siderable loss of power. This will not
bo tho cnFo with motors designed for a
lower rate of speed. Tho two cars
wero kept running for four weeks, ex
cluding Sundays, nnd covered In that.,
period 4,329 miles. Tho secretary ot
tlio Grand street road estimates from'
tho cost of operating theso two cars
that If nil tho cars on tho lino had boon
Independent motors tho cost of oper
ating them In tho Items relating ex
clusively to traction for a given period
of nlno months would havo been $28,
000 less thnn what It actually cost to
inn them for that period, u saying of
moro thnn onc-hnlf. Again, tho num
ber of enrs could bo reduced 25 per.
cent, becauso of tho superior bIzo nnd
quicker schedules of tho storage-battery
cars. On this It was cstlmato!
that a paving of $8,000 moro In "plat
form charges" could bo made, making
tho totnl estimated Hiving to tho lino
In a period of nlno months about $3G,
000. t .
THE PULPIT AND THE PEW.
Mlnlilrr Makr the Cons-rccatlnn and'
the Congregation the MluUtcr.
Between n minister and his congre
gation there. Is an action and a reaction .
so thnt tho minister makes tho. conri
gregatlon and tho congregation tho
minister, says Ian MacLnrcn in tho
Ladles' Homo Journal. When ono.
speaks ot a minister's service to his
people ono Is not thinking of pew
rents and offertories and statistics and'
crowds; nor of schools und guilds nnd
classes and lectures. Tho master
achievement of tho minister Is to form
character and to mako men. Tho chief
question, therefore, to consider nbout
n minister's work Is: What kind of
men hns ho made?
And ono, at least, of the most deal-'
bIvo questions by which tho members
of a congregation can bo Judged Is:
What havo they mado of their minis-'
ter? By thnt ono does not mean what .
salary they may glvo him, nor how
agreeable they may bo to him, but how
far ho has become a man and risen
to bis height In the atmosphere of his
congrcgntlon. Some congregations
have ruined ministers by harassing
them till they lost heart und self-control
and became peevish nnd Ill-tempered.
Some congregations, again,
have ruined ministers by bo humoring
and petting them that they could en
dure no contradiction nnd becamo
childish. That congregation has dono
its duty most effectively which has cre
ated an atmosphere, so genial, and yet
so bracing, that ejjgjkgood In Its min
ister has been foWRd and every thlni;"
petty killed,
COLORED WOMAN. , ,
Who Saw the Capture of Waililncton
by the IirltUh.
Mrs. Hope Ann Cook, colored, whoi
died at her heme, 1617 Madison street,
recently, Wob ono of the few remain-'
lng witnesses to the capture of Wash
ington by the British in 181,4, Mrjj., .
Cook was a remarkable woman. She
was born in Charles county, Maryland,'
In 1804. Her ancestors wero never
slaves. Mrs. Cook, though 95 years ot
age at tho time ot bor death, had a re-'
markably clear memory, she was
about 10 years old', sho often said, when
the British entered the city. Sho had
a vivid recollection of tho stormy
eeneis of that period. Mrs. Cook, with
hundreds ot others, took refugo at
Alexandria, sho going with her aunt.
Bhbalso told ot the numerous atrocities
committed by the British sojdlers In
the neighborhood of Washington' and
Alexandria, some of which have novel
beenrecorded in hlstoryr Mrs,Cook;
yi?Mbjoughtr to Washington- by-jr-'
nunt, ana's'lriccnbcr coming had rcsldoji
in the sanio, house till sho died. Hon
husband, Jn 1846, and forborne ycara-att-er,
conducted a restaur.a'nfcifoB.K
street, near Fifteenth Btr.eie)ftgfr
a favorite resort ot the promlnenNuSwJ
of those days. Among tho distin
guished military men who frequentet
the ."Hope Club," as tho ,placorw'al
called, were1 Gen. WJnficld Sebtt'ind
her staff officers. -Washington Post."
M
A3 uncommon dlseaso cnuse4Kjyie
death of Mrs. Rose Funk, a rcBldenTor
"Bloomlngtnn, 111. Portions of her
flesh had become as dry aud hard- as
bono. " I,..
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