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THAT GIRL of JOHNSONS
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ratfffd Aernr.linc to Act nf ConctcM
In tliu (JBtce c.t tlit Llbi.ui.m of
CHAPTER XVII. Continued.
When tli. meal was over Dr. Dun
wltldle nriHe. and, as wns IiIh linltlt.
ji'turneil to the house up tho road to
see to his patient's condition, and
fount! that Johnson li.ul slept tluough
thn night rarrely stirring, still ns a
liaby. Things wore going well to help
on his recovery; and though it would
lie months bforo he eoulil he able to
gel. nrouinl. y.t there was every hope
ami over usisnu to epeet him to
Johusnn moved and opened his eyes
slowly as l)t Diinwlddio entered the
joom. Vacant, hollow eyes they were
with a star.. In them which startled
. Dr. Dunwlddie was at his side In
stantly, hut without a sign of hnste.
He Is used to your olce," he said
to Dolores, without turning h'H head.
"Speak to him, Miss Johnson. Say
anything to him an thing you uru in
the habit of Haying."
Dolores came no nenrer the hcil;
she stood quietly at the wltulow. and
asked In h'r ordinary olee, slow, uninterested-
"Are you leady for break
The hollow eyes closed weakly for
a moment Mrs. Allen entered at that
moment with the beef tea, and Do
'Sres, talent; the howl from her hand,
crowned over to the bedside. John
son again opened his eyes with the
old expression of distrust and dislike
In them. She. bent over him. and Dr.
Duuwlddlc raised his head a trllle
gently on his arm as she put the spoon
to his lips with steady hand and un
moved face Hut when she offered
him the second spoonful he closed his
eyes and endeavored to turn aside his
head, with the sullen expression on
his face. Dolores bent over the bod
and held the spoon steadily to his
lips, as she said, in a tone that thrilled
Iter listeners by its slow, almost stem
"Drink this, father."
Ho obeyed like a child, and she fed
film carefully according to the doc
tor's orders. Dr. Dunwlddie watched
her movements wonderlngly. Where
did this girl get her womanly tact?
Surely not from this man upon the
pillows, whose face was Indicative of
nothing but a brute nature.
It was an exquisite morning. Mrs.
'Allen was with the doctor, there was
no need of her there, and alio went
out. and sat on the door-stone In the
shadow of the pines. Leaning her
head against the door-post her hands
fell to her lap. Her eyes were Intent
Or the mountain with a sort of hun
gry look In them. It had meddled so
with her life or was It the fate of the
stars that crippled her father and pre
vented his going to court where the
men were eager to have him, like the
vulture on the mountain. She knew
little of fate or law, but It seemed to
her that the one possessed her, and
I he other was waiting, waiting In a
terrible sllenco inr her father to go
10 prove the malice prepense in the
laming of the mare a waiting that
appalled her by Its dogged patience.
.What her neighbors thought she did
R not care; she had lived without them:
she could still live without them. Had
she known how roughly they used her
15 ,tiin,i ntin m. .11.1 cnnrmill- lint., ntwl.i.-
h stood their meaning. Her mind wns
ton puro and too high above them to
comprehend the evil they would lay
at her door. Lodle, among them nil,
was tho only kind one Not one of the
woman had been near her. but tho
women never did come: she cared
nothing about that, only there was
something in her life that had not
been thero before and that called for
companionship for the sympathy of
polores crossed to the bedside,
.itlie'r women. Hut Dora would come,
she thought, with sudden brightness
In her heart Dora and her uncle, und
young Green ns well, until until tho
truth were known. Then, what would
they think or say Dora and her
undo, who wore honorablb people, tho
nur.su saltl, and young Green who had
been so kind to thorn so kind? Did
ho not'lsk his life for hor father?
Vet even then he must have known
about tho mare and by whom tho deed
was done. Did ho not toll her himself
that tho man who had committed
well a dastardly detail should suffer
tho full penalty of tho law? And tho
law find a terrible significance to her.
Lodio camo slouching up tho path,
tati gaunt, angular, In the full glory
oX tho sunlight. He removed bii rmty
ittS . r(3
Mawv i i 'iiR.
if! I BpJ
Cnl't ltm ' l.t
In the Year Ism ,f Street Smith.
Lonmrsi, at Wushlniton, D C.
hut us ln Htootl before her, his hands
behind his back.
"He yer feyther gettln' on tol'rjide,
lores? I kern up hyur from the
tav'n ter hear. We 'lowed ho orter
be Itnprovln', an' wes wultln' ter
"Who are waiting to know?" she
asked, sharply. The tone wns new to
her, and tho man was disconcerted by
it. A vague fear hail enteied her
mind In spite of Mrs. Allen's assurance
that they would not route for her
father until he was able to go to
"Why, jes we tins." I.odie replied,
clumsily. "He were u good un 'mong
us, was yer feyther, D'lores, an' wus
Jest waltln' ter know ef he Is I in
"Thank you, Jim l.odle. You can
tell those who wish to know that my
father will get well."
A Hash came Into Ixxllo's eye. a
deep red rushed to his sunburned face.
"I be powerful glad ter hev ye say
His face ghastly in its pallor,
thct, D'lores.' he saltl, gravely. "An'
ther rest of 'em'll 1)0 glad of et, too."
She watched him shullle down the
path and along the road to tho tavern.
Presently two light hands wero laid
on her shoulders, and a soft, low voice
"Dolores, Dolores, 1 am Dora. Look
up and tell me you are as glad to see
mo ns I am to have found you. I am
so glad, Dolores."
Dolores' lingers closed tightly ns
she looked up at the girl beforo her
the cousin who had come to cluim her,
the only one in all the world who
had ever loved her since Hetsy Glenn
tiled. She was a small little lady, and
neatly dressed from the wltlo-brlnimed
white hat with its drooping gray
plume, to the blue ribbon around her
throat, and the soft gray costume and
delicate gloves. Her eyes were wldo
and gray, dark with excitement, soft
with a touch of tears, her mouth wns
gentle and sweet, but the lips were
colorless, her small oval face was
white as death, save for a faint trace
of feverish color upon either check.
Dolores knew nothing of tho nature
of Dora's disease, ami to her the girl
was a picture something to look nt
and love ami admire, but too tnlr 'to
touch. Her eyes grew luminous as
sho looked at her. Tho brown eyes
ami the gray met. Dolores' lips part
ed In one of her rnre smiles that
transformed her face for the moment;
her eyes were like wells of light,
Young Green was standing behind
Dora. During the time ho had known
Dolores never hnil she looked like
that; It was a rovelatlon to him of
what she was capable. Sho did not
sro him; she saw nothing but Dora,
and It was uncommon for women to
show such marvelous depth of soul to
another woman. Dora saw no one but
her cousin. They did not kiss each
other; they offered no endearment
common to women, but Dora sat down
on the tloorstep beside Dolores.
"I am so happy!" sho snltl.
Dolores saltl nothing. Her eyes
talked for her.
Young Green, with a folding that ho
had no right to be there, passed un
noticed around to the renr of tho
house and entered through tho low
door of tho pantry.
Dr. Dunwiddlo greoted him with n
smile, but he did not spenk, as ho wus
busy with the bandages on Johnson's
arm. On preparing one of tho band
ages ho stepped aside, anil at that
moment Johnson slowly opened his
eyes upon young Green's face. lie was
conscious, nnd his oyes had the old
look In them excepting that It was
Intensified by their hnllownoss. His
faco grow ghastly In its pallor, then
livid with fury; tho closo sot eyes
undor tho narrow forehead were wild
and bloodshot; Instinctively tho fin
gers of his right hand wero feebly
clenched as ho endenvored to lift him
self from among tho pillows, unmind
ful of the pain, as he cried In a hoarse
whisper, between panting breaths:
"Yo hyar? Fool, with yor larnln'
an' yer books. I swearod I'd get ovon
with yo fer to ef evor yo kem
hyar agon, a-sottln my gal up tor
thonk herself botter'n her feyther
a-turnln' hor hoad with yer foollu'
an' yer soft words aa though yo't!
look ot a smith's dnrtor fer uo
Young Green started to speak, hut
Dr. Dunwlddie, with a stern expres
sion on his faco fvhich his friend had
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never before seen, said, with quiet
"lie tpilet. Johtipon. Not another
wind. Charlie, go Into the other
room. Mrs. Allen, help nie at once;
his e.xeltement has brought on hemorr
As Green closed the tloor behind
him he caught a glimpse of Johnson's
face that he never forgot. It wns
pallid as death and ghastly with the
hollow eyes. Horror and amazement
mingled In Ills face ns he noiselessly
crossed the room nntl passed out ol
tho house through tho pantry at the
rear, without disturbing the two on
the door-step, und struck out nuiong
the pines beyond toward the summit
wheie the winds were soft and thq
sky blue and still. He suw nothing
around him clearly; his thoughts, lit.
a tumult, wero in tho little bare loom
of tho house below where the strong
man, who had Just been brought bad.;
from death, lay In his repulsive lit o;
passion; and with the mare in the,
stables at home, the beautiful, intelli
gent nnlinal, ruined foiever through
ii cowardly net of malice; the two,
blending so closely that ho could not
separate them, mingling with the
stray words he hail heard In the town
of other and darker things thnn ho
Then, like a touch of pence, came
the thought of the two girls on the
door-step, two such lovely, womanly
girls, ench with a noble soul, yet
totally unlike, tho one whose life bad
been set In among the grand inoun
tains touched with their grandeur nnd
nobility of thought and life, anil li
him the purest, most tender of wom
en, the other proving her tenderness'
through all her life In the heart of
the big city with Its temptutlons und
Its evils. '
Dolores and Dora.
"And you found Uncle Joe when)
every ono else hnil given up the.
search," said Dorn, softly, her eyesi
full of loving admiration. "How
brave you are, Dolores. I would never.
hae had the courage to do it, butj
then I'm not brave anyhow."
"Why shouldn't I do it?" Dolores
asked quietly, turning her large eycij
wonderlngly upon her companion.'
"Ho Is my father."
"Of course he is." Dora replied, with
n nod of her bright head, untying the
broad ribbons of her lint and swinging
It around upon her knees. "Papa Is
my fnther, too, Dolores Johnson, and
I love him: but I would never have
enough ('outage to go off on a lonely
dnngerous mountain to (hid him if
he wero lost no not If I hntl a dozen
men to go with me. Suppose you bad
slipped over one of those terrible
lodges Mr. Green told us about, or
walked right off Into a chasm when
you thought you were In tho path? No,
1 couldn't do It. over, but I wish I
were brave like you."
Dolores said nothing, because she
had nothing to say. Dora must be a
cownrtl If sho would not tlo that for
her father: any of the women of the
settlement would have done tho same.
"Mr. Green told us all about you."
Dora continued, "and I wished so
much to get at jou, but you would not
come to me, and I could not come to
you, nnd then the rnln oh, 'the rnln It
rnlneth every dny,' and I begun to
think I would have to wait a week
at least, und the things Mr. Green told
me about jou when he returned from
here made me ull the more restless
nnd anxious to get nt you, you poor
"He saved my father," Dolores said,
presently. She said It slowly, as
though she were forced to sny It.
"I know it," she said, "tho man who
camo over for tho doctors told us
about It, but you saved him more thnn
anyone else, Dolores, nntl you ennnot
deny It. Thoy'd never have thought
of going over there to look after tin;
deputies gnvo up the search hud It
not been for you."
(To bo continued.)
COLLECTING FARES IN CANADA.
Method Is Practiced, But Hardly Up
"Thero are all kinds of ways for
collecting fare on tho street curs,
but ono that I saw recently in Canada
was certainly unique If not particu
larly up (o tlnto," says G. M. P. Holt.
"I wus taking a ride on the four
mile trolley road running between
Sherbrook and Leuowllle, in Cnnudu.
Tho first thing that mot my eye on
entering the car was the sign, 'Noth
ing chnnged over $2.' I don't see ex
actly why they wero so particular
about tho matter, as it didn't strike
mo that the class of passengers they
wero carrying was that which makes
u practice of carrying 10-dullur and
20-dollar bills only.
"But what tickled me the most wns
the fure-tuklng that occurred soon
after. The conductor came down the
aisle carrying In his hand a curious
looking arrangement that resembled
e large, square, 'dark lantern.' It hail
v handle attached which tho con
ductor grasped, and when he shoved
It toward my face and said 'faro' I
perceived that It had a glass front
and n silt In tho top where you drop:
pod your nickel or ticket, unit then
you could see tho same go down to'
the bottom." Springfield, Mass,
Tho Pittsburg district has moro In-,
dustrlnl Btiporlatlvcs than any other"
similar area on earth. It has the,
groatost Iron anil Bteol works, the.
greatest electrical plans, tho largest
hlnss houses, firebrick yards, potter-:
les and at tho same tlmo is the center
of the world's greatest rv?al andj
SEEK ANIMAL KILLER
ENRAGED FARMERS ROUSED TO
Fiend or Lunatic Is Poisoning Live
Stock of Attlcboro, Massachusetts,
Agriculturists Posses, Well Armed,
Seek His Life.
.'duration, science and the general
tpreud of knowledge have let In light
on many a common darkness that ex
isted even so late ns fifty years ago.
What nineteenth century thinking
person hut sbuddets nt the recollec
tion of the Salem witchcraft, that blot
on America's pure pages of history?
Yet right at the very doorway of
llostou, the renter of advanced Ideas
and mind culture, there is one mind
so steeped In darkness, some ono so
soul warped that for souiu unfntliotn-
ablo reason has wrenked vengennnco
on dumb animals.
Who Is tho fiend who hns so re
lentlessly and pcrslstenly poisoned
cows, cnts nnd fowls?
This Is n vital question with tho
pcoplo of Attlcboro, who with blood
In their eyes are on the qui vivo for
It began n few weeks ago, when
one night all was still on the Hon
Accord farm, tho home ot Dr. George
Mackle, who Is an ardent naturo
lover, and who usually walks about
his farm until midnight. On tho
night In question he went In tho house
rather earlier than usual, having first
whistled to his pot peacock porched
nloft in a masslvo elm nnd received
In reply n full throated call from tho
bird. Out In tho stnblo was com
fortably housed his prize oxen and
soveral valuable cows.
Tho noxt morning the doctor was
horrified to find an ox dead and tho
other dying, tho result of parls green
polBon, as an examination later
A few days later the peacock was
found dead, then came in rapid suc
cession tho deaths of two Angora cats,
& pea fowl, and many cows belonging
to a neighbor.
Many theories are rife as to what
object any person could have In mind,
if he possessed a mind, In perpetrat
ing such a deed.
Some allege thut the food of tho
animals may havo been mixed with
parls green, but this theory was ills
provon when on examination It was
found tho animals had been given a
Others place tho preposterous acts
nt tho door of some person who hud
revenge us n motive.
It did not need many to look upon
tho death throes of the Innocent vic
tims, that writhed in agony and
looked appeallngly nntl wonderlngly
at tho Irate citizens, beforo vigilance
committees wero formed, and farmers
armed nail nnd tooth posted them
selves at unexpected places, on bor
ders of fields and behind fences.
And the direct result of this furor
of excitement Is that Attlcboro for tho
tlmo being Is transformed Into scenes
'and actions similar to those of tho
wild and woolly West, whero lynch
law prevnlletl and self-appointed sher
Iffs dealt out tho law.
Private cltlreus havo formed regu
lar posset', which plan out thMr cam
paign of notion nnd net accordingly.
Armed men patiol fields and ronds
from sunset to dawn, listening to
ovcry sound, suspecting every shadow,
waiting to shoot the man or mon who
destroy their livestock.
Men suspected of wrong-doing, nnd
knowing that the farmrtrs nro armed
against them, leavo tho township,
stealing away for fear thoy may be
come victims of the vlgllnnts.
Ono man, while crossing a lot, Just
why no ono scorns to know, it being
ono whero no tiospasslng wns al
lowed, was charged upon by an In
furiated bull, who rushed at him full
forco, tho man barely escaping
through the burs In time, for tho
bull's horns struck tho gnto with such
force that tley stuck fast In tho
wood for ti short tlmo.
Oltl guns that havo not been used
since tho war days have boon brought
out and new ones havo beon bought.
Men whoso business It Is to reap and
plow havo been armed with clubs
and every bush contains to-night Its
determined guardian, ready to hold
up marauders who shall approach, and
to got thorn It they can.
Scattered about the fields, hiding in
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the shadow of barns and sheds,
crouched behind hay mown, lying low
beside stone walls are tho men whoso
farms hne been earned by tho sweat
of tho field ami gnnlen. A morn de
termined lot of men never met to
guard their property In times of
pence. They art a waits ami alert, antl
mean liurm to any persons they can
find about without a valid excuse.
Along the highways others nro trav
eling. Many tramps have been stop
ped nntl asked to explain, and then
ordered to leave the county by tho
shortest route. Wives nro behind
closed doors awnltlng tho return ot
their husbands and praying thnt any
encounter they may havo may bring
no hnrm to them.
Still the search for the fiend Incar
nate, the Quixotic demon, or tho odd
fnnatle, whichever It may be, con
tinues ruthlessly and thoroughly with
It may be that tho surest proof that
tho work Is that of n mentnlly de
ranged person is tho fact that no par
ticular p'Tson Is singled out upon
which the tevengo has been prntlred.
Besides l)r Mackle, thero arc many
other rltlens who havo suffered n
loss from the cruel work of the poi
soner At night there has recently devel
oped a superstition nnd fear among
tho inhabitants only equaled by be
lievers lt the occult.
Tho click of a gun, tho call ot a
sentinel sends n man homo quicker
than tho cry ot the Hnnsheo would to
a natlvo of Ireland, or a raven to
Fronrhninn, who would regard It as
a sign of death In tho family.
There are tboso who say that tho
Jesuit will bo a superstitious fenr
handed down to the posterity of Attle
boro ns a result of this long, nightly
watch nntl untiring efforts of tho vigi
Tito cltl.ens wonder whether tho
person Is a stranger, or a native of
tho town, a sano being or a fanatic,
a man or a woman? The ministers
expound texts and theological reasons
its to thn riiusn of such behavior, tho
lawyers omplo their cool-headed sa
gacity, their shrewdness, quips and
wiles, tho farmers exert their natural
long-headeilness, calculations,, and
maybes, the village gossips add to
each story antl Jump at conclusions,
but all come to the same end, they
"give It up In dismay."
Meantime Dr. Mncklo and tho posse
search nntl tho wholesale poisoning
continues. Hoston Journal.
Engineer Earned Money.
When Engineer Wnrboy took tho
special train chartered by Mr. Ixiwo
to tnko him to his daughter's bedside,
the latter. In his nnxloty to comploto
his wonderful Journey, offered D0 for
every minute gnlned by tho engineer
over the schedule. Tho run from San
Uernardlno to Los Angeles Is CO miles,
nntl Wnrboy covered tho dlstanco in
(12 minutes, nine minutes ahead ot tho
schedule. A great part of tho run
was at tho rato of a mllo for every
Chrysanthemums In Japan nro
trained Into numerous quaint Bhapes.
In Tokyo thero nro gardens filled with
Hfo-slzo figures made entirely of tho
tlowers nnd leavos, tho faces being
masks, and these chysnnthemum fig
ures accurately represent court ladles,
warriors, children and animals, ono
of tho fnvorito designs being a young
lady with a fox's tall peeping from
under her dress, and a mnsk which
by the touch of a string turns into
The First Repeating Rifle.
Dr. W. R. Tinker of South Manches
ter, Conn., has what ho claims is tho
first repeating rlllo over made It
was patented by C. N. Spencer March
C, I860. Tho rlflo Is tho model on
which tho patent wns granted and
camo Into tho doctor's possession as
a gift from his father-In-lnw, John
Sault. It was given to Mr. Sault by
Rather a Neat Turnout."
Oldest Horse In New England.
A black stallion named Doxtor,
owned by Marlon Monson of Fort
Fairfield, Me, was 38 years old last
December,, nnd ho is bellovod to bo
tho oldost horse In Now England.
Immense Field of Cabbage.
Horace Booth ot New Britain,
Conn., has a cabbage field said to con
tain 15,000 plants.
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llO.t,.. -. M Tmnnnl II
PREACH A NEW RELIGION.
Persian Missionaries Seek Converts In
It will doubtless staitlo many pco
plo to learn thnt Persians, descend
nuts of Mohammedans, are at work in
New Kiiglnnil tr lug to make converts.
And the teliglous movement which
they lepresent Is not only purely
Knstoru 'mt Persian, and In n senso
Mohammeduii. since It originated In
a reform movement of Mohammedans.
New Kngland has certainly reached
nu intetestlug period In Its history
when I'ei "inn monks of a religion that
did nut exist when tho Mnyllowrr'
came to anchor there are not
only preaching but making ronverts.
The new religion Is represented by
Mlru Abul Pn.l, tin eminent oriental
scholar, lormeily a distinguished pro
fessor In the lending college of phi
losophy .mil theology of Teherniv
Persia, and Mlzrn All Kull Knhn ortlii
Hoynl College, Toheran, a scholnrlj
young Pcrslnn who Is also educated
in English, nntl who nets as luterpro
ter to Mlrza I'azl.
Tho spirit of tolerance, the cry ft
economic and social adjustment, tin
efforts toward peace and unity whirl
nro abroad In the world nt tin prcsen;
tlmo are said to bo due directly to tin'
presence of tho great prophets oj
this fnlth. who have been "mnnlfesti
ed" hi Persia during tho past slxtj
years. Slnco tho advent of Jesus tin
western world has been prono to
brush aside all such claims us ua
worthy of notice.
Cake Walk Genesis.
According to a foreign Journal, th
Cakewalk Is of French origin. "Llkt,
football," It says, "which Is an old
French game, tho cakowalk was In
vented In France. At, first It was
.known by nuothcr name, nntl the' stor
goes that In tho seventeenth century
It was Imported to: Louisiana by per
sons whom the -Chief ot, Police hail
sent to tho new Colony, thinking It
well to rid Paris of them. Captlvntod
by the Iwl.sterous dance, tho negroes
quickly learned and impropriated It,
nnd now, after two centuries, thoy
give 11 back to us with nil its cru
dities removed . nntl various now
charms added to It."
Tailor Bird's Nest.
Those East Indian birds aro noted
for their skill In sowing leaves to
gether for their nests.
Itov. David Itosonflcld of Musk, Rus
sia, who Is now In Seattle, has so
memorized a book of twenty volume
that ho can Instantly toll you the
first word on any page you may name,
can repeat exactly all the words in
any particular lino on nuy pago, can
repeat the whole book from beginning
to entl, or take any chapter at randc
and do tho same.
No Employes Use Tobacco.
In tho twenty years during which
tho First nntlonal bank has boon do
ing business at Concordia, Kan,, It
has never had an omployo who usod
tobacco In any form, No restrictions
wero over plncod on tho omployos,
and the uso of tho weed was novor
considered in selecting officers or em
ploycs. It Just happened so.
Mule Stronger Than Horse.
After quarreling over tho respective
strength of a horso and a mulo two
farmers nt Segovia, Spain, decided to
sottlo tho matter by a tug-of-war. Tho
animals wore harnessed, ono at each
entl of a cart. Attor a desperate
struggle the mulo triumphed, pulling
tho horso oft Its legs and galloping
away with It.
Some Phonetlo Spelling.
Assessors in Kutztown, Punn., In
their recent roport Introduced tho fol
lowing persons and diseases: "Hart
faler," "Borta," "dlphatheorla,"
"krupe," "Rybocka," "bralno fever,"
"rumatlclsm," "Wlllum," "Isick," and
Large Potato Sprout.
O. W. Hawvor of WHIIamstown,
Mass., exhibited a potato sprout the
other evening that measured moro
than sovon feet. Tho sprout grew on
a small potato about an eighth ot an
Inch in dlameUr In his cellar.
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