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tftr- - kj.jr I 'iSJ .' ..'rt S 1 JOHN BURT Atttfcor ol "The KldmpM Mllllonilres," "Colonel Monroe's Doctrine," Etc. w CoprntniiT. iw. nr P Fntpimcit Upiiam Adams All rights rcslrvcd CHAPTER SEVEN Continued "Yes, ho ha. and she's a beauty," ho replied, with, the ulr of one giving an expert opinion. "Well, you keep away from her!" Bald the old man gruuiy. "Let her alone. She'll never have a dollar. Car den's ruined right now. but he doesn't know It. I do. What about this daughter?" ho demanded, pausing In front of Aithur. "Is i.lie stopping around here?" "She Is spending Iho summer at Bishop's a farmhoiiho about five miles from here." replied tho son. "Say, governor, you must write to Carden and say you've learned that his daughter Is here, and that you and your family will bo delighted to meet her socially, and will try to make her stay In tho country agreeable." "I'll do nothing of tho hind," roared Randolph Morris. Ho stormed and fumed for a while, and then wrote the letter, as his sou know ho would from tho beginning. "There It Is!" he said as ho handed tho envelope to Arthur. "For Clod's sake, don't marry the girl!" Arthur Morris leaned bark In tho clinir and laughed. "I have never spoken to her, gov ernor," ho said, putting tho letter in his pocket, "and 1 certainly don't con. template matrimony." Jessie was greatly excited when a letter camo from her father notifying her of the Invitation which had been received and accepted. Tho general considered tho incident n gratifying recognition of his Increasing Import' anco as a financier, Jessie knew little of tho business prestige such recogni tion entailed, but was delighted with tho opportunity to meet tho famous Morrises, and in despair over the gown sho should wear. Tho day after sho received the noto from her father John Burt called, and they took their first horseback rido of !t&r-' C'aC. 1 "irszi.. rocr tho summer. They galloped for miles along tho hard sand of tho seashore, and dismounted to rest and talk bo ueath tho shade of pleasant trees. Jessie told him of tho letter from her father, and with sonic pride talked of tho Invitation fioni Randolph Mor ris. John looked at tho slip of paper In Jesslo's hand, and It appeared llko a wedgo about to separate them. And why should it not? What right had ho to asplro to tho love of Jesslo Carden, the daughter of a rich mnn; beautiful beyond any woman ho had over seen? Tho fear, which ofttimes becamo a certainty that Jesslo would pass be yond his reach, was tho haunting ter ror of his dreams by day or night. Sho had everything youth, health, beauty, wealth and position. He had youth and health so bad tho aver ago farm laborer. "Let's climb Strawberry Hill nnd watch the sunset," suggested Jessie. John helped Jesslo up tho steep, winding path, and they stood on tho crest of tho hill. Tho broad Atlantic lay to tho east, and the Island-dotted bay glowed In tho colors of a glorious sunset. At tho horizon was a mass of clouds; above- burned a bar of red tho red of blood. To tho zenith wore spread tho gorgeous tints with which tho sotting sun tinselod tho closing curtains of night. Dellcnto greens toned through tho shades of orango Into rich amothyst, and against this background of lacowork of clouds flaunted tho thousand graduations of tho spectrum. Hut tho bar of red nbovo tho dun cloud dominated. It was reflected In tho water of tho bay, shimmering in tho ruboscent glow. They stood silent for minutes under tho spell of nature's grandest spectacle. Tho sun dipped lower until Its arc touched tho lino of tho cloud. Sharp as a knlfo, tho black bank slow ly obscured tho face of tho sun. until a red hemisphere, wclrd and unreal, glowered and quivered In tho western fikv Jesslo Cnrden's reception In tho Morris mansion opened to her a new and an attractlvo world. Accustomed from childhood to tho comforts and luxuries of comparative wealth, sho was awed by tho magnificent sensu ousnecs of tho uillllonnlro'u palace, nnd by tho pomp and splendor of Its decorations nnd fittings. Neverthe less, without attempting to nnalyzo or Justify her feelings, Jesslo was not , favorably Impressed with Arthur Mor ris. Thero Is a psychologlc.il barrier between vlco nnd vlrtuo; an Instinct which places Inuoct nco on guard. Tho voune man's uofsuinllty was of Blight Z& O.'aC. f By FREDERICK UPIIAM ADAMS COPTHIUIIT, 180.1. IIT A. J. DiiixcL Uiuniii sssss Importance at tho moment, but Jesslo did not llko him why, sho neither knew nor cared. Sho tactfully eluded his further attentions, and spent the remainder of tho afternon with his sisters. Three days later Arthur Morris called at the Hlshop house and found Jesslo at home. They chatted for an hour or more, nnd ho secured her consent to ho ono of a coaching party on tho next Saturday. Had it not been for his presence, sho would havo en Joyed tho expedition thoroughly. More than a week had passed. From Sam Rounds who know of every thing that happened for miles about John heard of tho party, and drank deep of the lover's first cup of sus picion, bitter with tho wormwood of Jealousy. Ho decided to call on Jessie and lenrn his fate. His heart leaped when Jesslo camo forward to meet him. There was tenderness In her eyes and wolcomo In tho clasp of tho warm little hand which uostled for an Instant In his. "Saddle my horse, John; lei's ride!" sho said. Delighted, John obeyed, and set himself stolidly to enjoy her presence as they galloped along tho beach. "Havo you an engagement for Sat urday?" asked Jessie. "I havo none. Can I do anything?" asked John eagerly. "I have cousins who live near tho beach twelve miles south of hero,' said .Jessie. "I want to spend a day with them. Do you think you could enduro tho company of three foolish girls all day, John?" "I could enjoy tho company of one wiso little girl forever," said John, with ft fervor which astounded him when the words were uttered. A blush suffused Jessie's cheek, but her drooping eyes expressed no rebuke. "I I shall be dellgled to bo your es cort," stammered John, far more srwPjimirjpQrTstspr confused than tho subject of his ardent compliment. "When will you bo ready, Jesslo?" "You may cull at S o'clock, If you will," said Jessie, without raising her eyes. It was ton o'clock in tho morning when tho Morris trap stopped In front of tho Ulshop farmhouse. Morris wns looking his best. Ills eyo wns clear, and his smooth, plump faco was ruddy. "Present my compliments to Miss Carden," he said, offering his card. "Miss Carden Is not at home," re plied the mnld. Will you como In, sir?" "No, thank you. Very sorry, I am sure." His faco grew dark, but his voice was quiet as he said: "Toll Miss Carden or my disappointment, and say I'll call some day soon." Gen. Mnrshall Carden paid a visit to tho farm a week later. After din ner ho Invited Jesslo to a walk, and his manner told her that something was impending. They panned to rest under nn arbor. For somo moments both wore silent. "I havo something to say to you, Jessie, which I wish could bo left unsaid," began Gen. Cnrden, clearing his throat uneasily. Jesslo looked into his faco with questioning eyos. "You arc nearly seventeen, Jessie, nnd nro now a woman," ho continued after a pause. "You belong to a good fam ily; and, God willing, you will Inherit a modest fortune. You nrc very beau tiful, my pet, and it Is natural you should havo admirers. "I will explain to you frankly what has happened. I received a call yes terday from Mr. Kandolph Morris. In a casual way Mr. Morris spoke of you and sent his compliments. He ox pressed regret that his family h-id failed in an attempt to mako yojr visit to tho country nioro enjoyable. Of course this greatly surprised mo, and when I pressed him for particu lars ho said ho know nothing, oxcopt that Arthur had called and that you had refused to see him." Gen. Car den paused. "I don't wish to seo him, papa," Eald Jessie, with much spirit. "Ho nnnoys me. Ho said ho would call Saturday and tnko mo out riding, and never so much us asked mo If I cared to go or not. So I went to visit Con uln Kdlth, and when ho called tho maid told him I was out." Gon. Cnrden looked greatly reliev ed. "I am glad tnat Arthur has given you no more serious causo for dis pleasure," ho said. You know llttlo of business affairs, but you must know Hint Itnndolph Morris la powerful; n good business friend, mid a foo to bo feared. At tho present moment I dread to Incur his displeasure. Your slight of bis son might bo of vast con sequent In determining Itnndolph Morris' decision in n matter most vital to our welfare, Jessie, my dar ling. It might oven" Gon. Cnrden checked himself. His fnce was drawn with a distress which Jesslo was quick to perceive, though not to com prehend. "I do understand, pnpn, dear," said Jesslo. "I will write nnd nsk Mr. Morris to call, nud will tieat him just as If nothing had happened. Hut 1 know I can never llko him, nnd 1 don't havo to try, do I, pupa?" "Certainly not, my pot," said Gen, Carden. Ho kissed his daughter nffoc tlonatoly, and seemed greatly pleased. On Sunday Jesslo wrote a note to Ar thur Morris. Two days later he called and Jesslo received him In tho old fashioned parlor. Hoth Ignored tho Incident of tho precedlug week, nnd chntted gaily for an hour or more. Jesslo accepted his Invitation to a re ception In the Morris mansion for Sat urday evening, nnd went under her father's escort. Two woks passed, during which tho rich New Yorker wns n frequent visit or at tho Illshop farmhouse. Ono even ing John called when Arthur Morris wns present, nud Jesslo Introduced them. Aithur treated him with that airy tolerance which success grants-to Its vanquished. "Hy tho way, Mr. Hurt," said Ar thur Morris, ns he carelessly rolled n cigarette, "Miss Carden hns accepted my Invitation to attend to-morrow's clnmbako near Cohasset. I must ac company a pnity tf New York friends who will spend the night on my yacht, and attend tho bake. Wo must start early, so I can't offer to escort Mls3 Carden. If I may presume on your ncqunintauco with her, I. shall nsk you to drlvo her to the grove, whero I will meet you with my friends." "I shall bo inoro than pleased If Miss Carden will accept my escort," said John. "Certainly, I will," lnughed Jessie. Arthur Morris remained a few min utes longer; then he gaily bade Jessie adieu, shook hands with John Hurt, and rodo away. CHAPTER EIGHT. The Tragedy. Churchill's Grove was famous for its clambakes, and when John and Jesslo drovo Into It tho scene was ono to delight tho heart of a loyal Now Eng lander. The cool, salt breeze from tho oconn, tho nrotim fiom fir and pine, and the odor from simmering clnm nnd sen weed formed a trinity ambrosial enough to make nn Aplclus of an nn ehorito. For nn hour or moro they walked along the linrd, smooth sand, crunch ing tho shells under their feet; tho song of tho sea In their onrB, nnd Its cool breath on their cheeks. Then tho gieat gong sounded tho signal for dinner nnd they turned to tho grovo. "Mr. Morris must havo been delny ed," observed Jesslo ns sho glanced onco more townrd tho harbor. "Como on; wo won't wait for him." They had a merry time' over dinner. As they camo out from tho grovo thoy saw the Voltalrs at anchor, her upper works glistening In tho sunshine. Her launch, crowded with passengers, was just leaving. iTo bo continued.) FISH SHAPED LIKE HAM BAGS Jersey Vleltor Spies an Old Acquaint ance in the Aquarium. "Ah, I sec you have some hambng fish here," said a Jerscyman who was looking along tho tanks In tho nqun rlum, us ho pnu.sed In front of one containing two line adult specimens of tho creature known hereabouts as tho orango nieflhh. Thero nro few common fish that havo not n variety of namen, and tho Jcrseyman's name for the orange file fish Is rather appropriate. The fish has somowhnt tho outllno as well as tho color or tho yellow bags In which smoked barns were onco put up, Tho two specimens in the aquarium aro tho survivors out of four taken In Gravesend bay In June last. One or them Is yellow all over, tho other is brown In color over three-quarters of tho surfaco of Its body and of n bright light yellow over tho remain der. Tho orango filefish Is homely In shape and ns thln-bodled ns an ordi nary llatlish, but unlike tho flatfish In this respect, which swims flatwiso, the filofish swims with Jts body edge wise In tho water and commonly car rying its bend moro or less down. Sometimes when not swimming It drops Its head so far that tho fish seems to bo standing on Its head In tho water. Odd In shapo ns It In and odd In action, .and withal bright colored, It Is n very striking creature, and tho two specimens of It hero nro among the most nttrnctlve of tho nquarlurn's exhibits. These two orango filcflhhes are tho first that havo ever been carried here through tho winter, making n recoid for tho species In captivity. New York Sun. Defines Cancer, Tho peculiarity of cancer nmong diseases Is that It consists In tho re bellion nnd mnllguant behavior of certain parts of tho body Itsolf, not In tho attacks of foreign enemies. Cancer, In fact . Is n state of civil wnr In tho bod, a ro'gn of terror pro duced by outbrenks of murderous fury on tho part of leoKillonistH nt onf or moro localities. Sfflss3fi3 JOHN BURT Autfcor ol "The KUnippcd Millionaire!," CovTtuiuiT, rjtfi, nr FlIIDEUICK Ul'lUM ADAMS All rlchN itervol mwmmmmmmmmmsmsmm CHAPTER EIGHT Continued. When tho launch upproaehed, Ar thur .Morris was seen In tho bow. Thero were several richly dressed young women In the party. John Hurt saw nl u glance that Morris and some of his companions were under tho In fluence of liquor. JtMslo guessed as much, and her suspicions became a certainty when Morris stepped un steadily to tho landing and camo townrd her, a vacnnt smllo mnntllng his face. "A thousand pardons, Miss Cnrden," ho said, his voice husky and his body very eieel, but wavering. "A thou sand patdons! Detention unavoidable, nssuro you- un'vold'ble detention, as suro you! 'Sail right, though; 'sail right now. Allow me, Miss Cnrden," and ho stepped forward to offer his arm. John Hurl remained by Jessie's side. "Do not dnro to spenk to me, sir!" cried Jessie, shame and anger driving tho crimson to her fnce. "Don't let him conic nenr me, John!" sho ex claimed, clinging to Hurt's stalwart arm. "Stand back, Mori Is!" snid John In a low, clear tone, u glitter In his dnrk gray eyes. "You nro In no condition, sir, to meet Miss Carden." The flashily-dressed throng of guests wns grouped behind Arthur Morris. Ono of tho young women grasped Arthur Morris by tho lapel or tho coat. "Como on, you Tool!" sho snld with a vindictive llttlo lnugh. "Don't you seo you're not wanted?" She turned him hair round und Klngsley grabbed him by the arm, "Come along, commodore," said that young blood. "You Aro In tho wrong pow, commodore! Cheer up, snd sea dog; wo may bo happy yet!" And with laughter and taunts tho guests or tho Voltalro led tho yacht's befuddled owner along tho pier into tho grovo. jmwAj ZAriSzz zixe,j4 s&onTv Jesslo shed tears or vexation, but anger dried her o.os. Sho turned to John with u wistful llttlo smllo on her lips. "Take mo out In your boat, John," she said. "Let's get us far ns wo can from those dreadful people." In a fow minutes the Standlsh bob bed saucily at tho lauding, and Jesslo stopped on board. The wind had scarcely filled the sail when Morris camo running down tho pier. Ho stop ped nt ho saw tho pair In the boat, nnd glnred at thorn as they gilded awny, brute rage bhowiug In every feature of bis Hushed face. Ills friends followed nnd led him back. Llttlo wns said between tho two a 'i tho boat moved swiftly along. Each was busy with thoughts, and both scorned under the spoil of threatened trouble. John pointed tho boat for Mluot's Light, nnd having passed In side followed the rocky shore, avoid ing tho reefs nnd shoals, which were to him ns an open book, "Tell mo a story, John, or nny thing! Wo'ro both awfully stupid to day. Don't you think so?" "I will tell you a secret two secrets," said John, gravely. "Don't toll mo secrets If you wish them kept, John," laughed Jesslo. "I'm a regular toll-talo!" "You will keep theso secrots at least, ono of thoni," replied John. "I'm going awny. That's tho first secret." "Going awny?" echoed Jossle. "Whero, John?" "Out West to California." "Going to leave Harvard? Going to Calirornla? Surely you'ro Joking! What does this mean, John?" Tho llttlo rnco wns serious now. "That Is tho second secret, Jesslo." Thero wns that in his volco nnd In his eyes which thrilled tho girl by his sldo. Jesslo's sort brown eyos open ed wide, then dropped ns thoy met his fervont gnze. "I am going away, Jessie, becauso I lovo you." Tho llttlo hand becamo Imprisoned In n tender clasp, nud sho listened ns In a dream to tho words which clam ored for her love. "Listen to me, Jc?slo listen to mo!" His volco was commanding in Its earnestness. "I do not ask you to lovo mo now. I do not nsk you to promlso to bo my wife. I only ask you to know thct I lovo you; to know thero Is ono mnn who has no thought other thnn your wolfare; who cher ishes no ambition other than to seo you showered with all tho blessings ntiil hnnnra wlitnli find rnn rrrnnt to n ic-frywAMr- ? gsz ""ai c'jxzv sssjjjxz" uy' cood woman. That Is my lovo, Jos- j By FREDERICK UPIIAM ADAMS "Colon! Monroe'. Doctrine." etc. OOI'TIIKIIIT, 1001. IIT A. J. UHiiitL itii)i:. slot If somo day I havo nn honest right to nsk your lovo In return, I shnll do so, making no claim on our old friendship. May I lovo you thnt way? Say that 1 tuny, Jessie!" "I 1 want you to lovo me, John, but please don't speak or It ngaln, John!" snld Jessie, raising her eyes glistening with tears. "I mean not to speak of It for years, John. I havo not thought of lovo; nt least, I I don't think I have! I'lenso, John, promise mo thnt you will not say any thing moro about It until tilings are different. Will you promlso?" John Hurt's faco was radiant as ho mado tho promlso. Tho sail wns raised, nnd they start ed hack townrd tho grove. John help ed Jesslo to tho landing, nnd turned to see Sam Rounds running toward them. "Excuso mo," said ho bronthlcsBly to Jessie. "I want you, Johnl" Ho drew John nsldo. "Arthur Morris and his friends nro drunk In tho hotel," ho said excitedly. "Ho says ho's go ing to kill you, nud ho's Insulted Miss Cnrden half a do.on times." John's teeth were set and his hnnds clenched, but his volco wns calm ns ho turned to Jesslo. "I must go to tho hotel for a few minutes. I'll meet you nnd Snm later." ho said. "You'll excuso mo, won't you, Jesslo?" "Oh, John, lor my sako den i get Into trouble!" pleaded Jessie, who guessed something of tho truth. John walked hurriedly away. En tering tho hotel, ho say Arthur Morris und 11 vo or his mnlo companions seat ed around a table loaded with cham pagne bottles and glasses. John stood unobserved In tho deep toiing tho hotel.hc saw Arthur Morris wns attempting to sing, hammering on tho table with a cauo to bent lime. "Yon'io a flno Lothario, commo dore!" said Klngsley, us ho slowly filled his glass. "After all your boasts you lot a yokel cut you out, shako bin fist In your race, and sull nway with tho ralr maiden! Your amours weary mo!" "Hold your tongue, Klngsley!" growled Morris. "You'll sing a differ ent tuno a fow weeks from now. Ab for this fellow, Hurt, I'll horsewhip him tho first time I moot him! You need not worry about my success with tho Cnrden. I'll wnger you that In less than a your i will " John nurt glided norms tho room, grasped him by tho shoulders, drag ged him from tho chair, und with a grip of Iron shook him as n dog docs a rat. His winegluss fell with n crnsh to the Moor. "Another word, you drunken Insult or or women, and I will beat your head to a pulp!" Morris' guests threw themselves be tween tho two men, nnd John relaxed his grasp on Morris' neck. Dared tor tho moment, Morris recovered him soir, and his faco becamo distorted with rage. Seizing a heavy bottle, ho hurled it nt John's head. Tho bot tle missed Its murk nnd crashed through a mirror. Reaching Into his pocket with a quickness wonderful In his condition, ho drew n revolver, and Lvforo any ono could Interfero fired polntblunk nt John Hurt, who wns not threo ynrda away. Llko a panther, Hurt leaped under tho loveled arm. A second shot struck tho celling. In a writhing, struggling mass, amid overturned chnlrs and tables, nnd tho flight of panic stricken spectators, both man lurched heavily to tho floor, John Hurt uppermost. As they fell, a third shot was fired, tho report being mu filed ns tho shell ex ploded within their closo embrace. Tho smoking weapon fell to tho floor from tho nerveless grasp of Ar thur Morris. John Hurt seized It nnd thrust It Into his pocket, but tho pro caution was unnecessary. Morris lay on tho sanded floor of tho Inn, stark nnd deathllko, a frown upon his fnce. On tho whlto flannel shirt above his heart wns an ominous smear of red, slowly widening In a clrclo with each respiration, boforo tho oyes of tho mon who bent over him. A froth tinged with blood oozod and bubbled from his mouth. CHAPTER NINE. The Parting. John felt tho touch or a hand on his shoulder, and, turning quickly, faced Snm Rounds. "For God's eako, git outer hero, John, ns soon as yo caul" wulsporort! Snm. John hung back defiantly. "Como on, John, Jesslo's wnltin' fei ye! At tho sound of JossIo'h nnmo a wnvo of ngotiy ttwopt over John Hurt. With a glumo at tho motionless form of Motrls, ho turned and followed Snm Rounds. No hand was raised to stop him. Tho witnesses of tho trag edy, held In a spoil, hud oyes for nnught but Its victim, Jessie run forward (o meet him, her fnco whlto with fear. "Oh, what has happened, Johr7 What hns happened?" Her volco trem bled nnd her lips parted with a vagiio terror. "Am you shot? Aro you hurt, John? Oh, toll me, John!" "I'm not hurt, darling," said John, looking Into tho uplifted eyes. "Some thing has happened, and wo must leave nt onco. I will toll you about it on tho way homo." Hy n stern effort John Hurt master ed his emotions and calmly told .Tctisto whnt had happened. Ho said no word of tho shnmnful Insults in which her nnmo had boon bandied in a public drinking placo. Ho explained that a quarrel had arisen, (luring which Mor ris hnd been shot with his own weap on, Jesslo listened breathlessly. It hnd mown so dark that John could not too her luce, but then) was a tremor In her volco when sho asked: "Will ho dlo, John?" "I fear so," replied John. It might have boon Imagination, but he tl.ourlit that .lesslu shuddered and drew awny fiom him. Thoy hoard tho inplil bent ot hoofti behind thoni and she lut tied his arm. Out of tho daikncHH a horse, madly ridden, dashed .forwurd, ami was pull ed bark on his IiihiucIioh by tho sldo of the cm i luge. A faco peered In tho homely but wolcomo faco of Sam Rounds. .. "Drive, on an lust ns yo can, John," gasped Sum. "I've thrown 'oni off the scent. I run tho Hlaudish out Inter tho buy, mi. 'or tiller an' lot 'or go, nn' i omo back an' told 'oni you had given 'oin tho slip that way, Prctly slick, oh? You bet nono o' them riudcH can got tho best ot Ham Hounds! Git up!" Snm gave tho horses a cut of the whip which Kent them dashing down the rond. A few minutes later thoy reached tho Hlshop fainitiouso. Ham held the excited horses whllo John helped Jessie to alight. "Jump on my horse nnd git!" said Snm In a whisper. John diew Jesslo to tho shnilnw of a nuiplc and held her hands in his. "Jessie, I mu Innocent, but tho world will hold mo responslblo for tho denth or that blackguard. Sweet heart, 1 had di earned of bridging tho gulf between us, 1 had faith that tome liulty slur would smllo on my nmbitlciis; that my youth and health would one day make mo worthy of the grniuloNt gift God glvo.s to man the love of tho womnn ho worships! That hope In not dead, but it has gone far from inn. 1 must enduro either Imprisonment ami dlsgraco nt home or exile nbinad. I cuu faco, either, Jessie, if 1 havo the support of your friendship, mid tho knowlodgo thnt you hold mo guiltless. Can you glvo mo tl.cm, nweoiiienit?" "Hoth John," said Jesslo, softly. "I I s hall pi ay for your nueeoss. Go now, John I Take Ham's advlco and mine. Goodbye, dour!" Thoro woro tenrs In the sweet volco. "Will you kins mo, Jessie?" (To bo continued.) I A Brijjht Boy. ' Judge E. II. Gary, chairman of tho executive committee ot tho Steel Trust used to live in tho Illinois town of Whuiton. "One ilfcy In Whoalon," Judgo Gary snld rontly, "I took dinner with a clem man and bin family. Tho clergy man had nn eight yoai-ohl son called Joe, and Joo wan u very bright boy. "'L((k heie, Joo,' I snld during tho course of the dinner, 'I have a ques tion to nbh you about your father.' "Joo looked gravely at me. "'All right; I'll nimWer jour qnos' Hon,' ho snld. " 'Wi il," mild I, 'I want to know it your frit her doesn't preach tho samo sermon twko sometimes,' v "Yes. 1 think ho does,' said, Jiju, 'but Mie second tlmo ho nlway?) hollers In diffcirnt places fniiu what , ho did the first time.'" Quite Feasible. Jote-h M. Edwards, who travels for j a Unltimoio dry godu house, told tho following nt the Grand tho other oven ing: "In Haltlmoio thero'n an old bache lor I'm acquhlutiid with vIio'h a bit of a wit in bin way, Ho lives, or rather' did, heroic fho tiro, atf burnecr him out, In a ciy dilapidated-linuso, and his rooms were always in great disor der. "Why don't you get marrlod?" I Fnld to him ono day. "Tlion you would have somo ono to keep the place tidy, nnd mako It homelike.' " 'The fact In, I've novor thought of it,' he icplled, 'but it seoms quito.foaa Ible tl.i.t u bettor half would want better qnuilciK.' "Since tho Tlio I have not soon tho old It Hew, ainl m,' one hoouki to know of his present whoreuhoutH." New York Globo. Wealthy Woman Evangelist. MIes Mniy H. Robinson of l'lttsburg, Pa., la tho richest woman ovaugellst, She Is tho nloco ot John G. Robinson, secretary ot tho Pittsburg uud Lak0 Erie railway; Iiiih a tortuno of ?500, 000 in her own right and owiih ono of the most luxurious homes in tho smoky city. Sho Js young, proUy nnd has such a glorious voice that an Irn .prosarlo offorod her $10,000 a your to sing in public, Sho bus decided to enter tho field of ovangollcal work nnd dovoto her life to touching tho moral luw nud trying to savo sinners. 8 lb I si I 'V 4 f KWl i i. ' :'l '1 i I hlV f 1 .1 UM w , J6.9& KI W J ir-,'fi''f( ' MSI 1 A;I" ;J (i 1,! V 'I t M i t-'i .Jf 't jgio - V.N)iim &)ft&BK j BgMggg3g!B cm m -u, .7VYiR3 jsjsffij2JI2221h