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Oldest Hotel in Germany
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In Mlltenberg on the Main, stands what is believed to be the oldest
hostelry In Germany, the Hotel Zum Rlesen. The date of Its building Is
not known, but In 1158 the Emperor Frederick I. lodged there, and In the
many years of Its existence It has sheltered numerous other princes. In
1518 Martin Luther was a guest of the hotel when on his way to Heidelberg.
The Inn, still occupied, Is a great attraction for tourists.
GERMAN PRINCE IN KILTS
Prlnco Henry of Prussia, brother of
tho knlsor pud pleasantly remembered
In tho United States which ho visited
somo years ago, is not only a warm
admirer of tho British, but is espe
cially fond of their favoilto sport
golf. Ho visits England and Scotland
occasionally, nnd when thero nover
falls to InOulgo in tho Royal and An
ciont game. Moreover, ho sometimes
dons the kilts when on tho links, and
tho photographer caught him whon
dressed in tho garb of tho highlands
ROOSTER HAS A LONG FAST
A remarkable instance of a fowl
living twenty dayB without food oc
curred at Stamford, near Hythe, Eng.
A buff Orpington cock, belonging to
a resident named Franks, had been
missing for thrco weoks, and was dis
covered wedged in tho wooden founda
tion on which a haystack had boon
constructed. Tho bird was terribly
emaciated, but has now recovored.
WONDERFUL ENGRAVING FEAT.
An extraordinary feat has been per
formed by Paul P. Wentz of Sharon,
Pa. who has, on tho head of an ordin
ary' pin, engraved tho alphabot four
times and then added his namo and
tho dato when ho completed tho work,
making 113 characters In all.
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STRANGE THINGS FOUND IN VARIOUS
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FROGS FROM THE CLOUDS
At the conclusion of an extraordi
narily violent thunderstorm tho other
week, Mr. jack Ayre of Templo Rot
tcm, near CruwyB-Morchnrd, In Devon
shire, Eng., found a long stretch of
road covered with thousands of frogs,
which, It Is doclared, "cried llko rab
bits." Mr. Ayr expresses tho opinion that
tho frogs camo down from tho Bky,
and ho Is supported In this view by
another resident of tho district, who
has experlenco of monsoons abroad.
TIiIb expert says that In tho Btlll
ness which precedes monsoons In trop
ical rcglonB all sorts of creeping
things como out of their hiding places.
They are often carried up Into the air
by whirlwinds, and when tho mon
soons break down they aro deposited
again In rainstorms, ns appears to
have boon tho case at Cruwys-Mor-chard.
SHELL-FISH KILLS SEAGULL.
A singular occurrenco Is reported
from Barnstaple, England. A seagull
was observed struggling In tho air
near tho River Taw, and then to fall
to the ground. It was discovered that
a blvalvo had closed on tho bill of tho
bird and gradually suffocated It.
Opening the Oyster Season
Tho ancient civic ceremony with which tho opening of tho Coyno
Oyster FlBkory at Colchoster, England, Is celebrated took placo this year
on board tho luggor Honry VII off Brlghtllngsoa. Tho deputy mayor ,of Col
Chester, tho town clerk, and tho town sergeant bearing tho mace, wero in
their civic robos. Tho doputy mayor declared tho Fisheries open, and tho
town clerk read a declaration, which dates from' December C, 1189, in tho
reign of Richard Coour do Lion, confirming provlaus charters. Gin nnd
gingerbread wero handed round to tho company. After tho reading of tho
declaration, which ended with threo cheers for tho king and throo for tho
mayor of Colchestor, tho chairman of tho fishery board, and tho doputy
mayor cast tho first dredges, and mado a good haul of oysters. A luncheon
then took placo on Peewit Island, Colchester oysters being tho chief Item
on tho menu.
BLOOMS ONCE IN 70 YEARS.
At the Ixmdon zoological gardens,
fcuvs a correspondent, near the eagles
aviary vlsltots may now see tho rare
sight of an aloo In bloom.
Tho specimen, which ntnmls about
21 feet high, and Is shooting upwards
rapidly, Is a plant of symmetrical
growth, with hngo fleshy leaves, fur
nlshed wlfli largo spines, and disposed
naturally In tho shape of Immense
rosettes Tho leaves contain n strong
fiber, which 1b valuable for rope-making,
and tho expressed Julco may be
used as a substitute for soap. It may
also bo manufactured Into a liquor
llko elder.
It has been called tho "century
plant," from tho belief that it flowers
only onco In 100 years. It Is a fact
that It takes many years to como to
matuilty, In some eases extending to
seventy years. It flowers but onco,
and then dies. The too Is fortunate
In having a second example of this
ery rare flowering plant, for it Is
just four years ago slnco a similar oc
currence took place there.
A specimen of the aloo bloomed In
Victoria Park ten years ago, when it
was found necessary to removo n
pano of glass from tho roof of tho
liouso In which It was growing, so
that tho stem might hnvo spaco to
grow upwards. Tho crown of blos
soms In this Instance towered above
the roof. At Kow Gardens, about
twenty-four years ago, a similar
mothod had to bo adopted when the
aloo bloomed there.
Tho flowers when In full bloom will
bo a sight worth going a long way to
boo, not only on account of the mag
nlllcent golden blossoms, but also be
cuuso of the rarity of blooming In
this country.
SAFETY SUIT FOR AIRMEN
At the International CongresB of
Aerial Leagues hold In Doulogno re
cently Bomo Interesting demonstra
tions were given of special devices
for tho protection of aviators in case
of fall. Among theso was a safety
suit consisting of a padded head-piece
and jacket six inches thick, tho entlro
npparatuB weighing only eight pounds.
Tho inventor hurled hlmsotf head-flrst
against a very spiky place In tho stone
work of tho old walls of Roulogne and
suffered no inconvcnlenco from tho
Impact.
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By MARTHA RICKER
When Iva 1 layman's placo wns va
cant at biipper nnd again at bieakfast,
Bairington looked worried, but It was
llarton who Inquired nt tho close of
the meal what had become of Miss
Ha.Mnnu.
"Indeed. I don't know what to think
of It," mild Mw. Wnythe, with mother
ly anxiety "She never como In nt all
last night, nnd It's tho only time sho
ever staed away "
"Sho was In her room last night,
Mrs Wnythe," asserted Union.
"Oh, you aro mistaken," said his
landlady. "I've knocked and knocked
at her door this morning without get
ting any nnswer"
"Well, 1 henrd her up there about
three o'clock this morning," Insisted
Hnton "Her room being Just over
mine I distinctly henr an nolbo there,"
ho continued.
Harrington shook his head "I don't
hullevu she camo In last night. Shu
and I wero pretty good friends and I
think she would hnvo told me If she
were going to any frolic," he said.
'I tell on I know what I am talk
ing about," Hnton repented. "She must
have come In very quietly, but she wan
iipthce and she worked on tho type
writer a little, just before three
o'clock. I'd take my oath on It"
"I know she writcB little stores and
articles for the papers," Mrs. Way tho
said "She works at It evenings and
hns just bought a machine ho she can
typewrite her own manuscripts. Oh
what if something ban happened to
her up thero all alone!" she cried
tremulously. "1 hadn't hinelled nny
gas. but or, excuse me!"
Sho hurried up the stalrt,, Haton and
Harrington folowlng after a moment's
hesitation while the rest of tho board
ers awaited development nt the
table.
Hy tho time the two men reached tho
top floor Mrs. Wnytho was Bhaklng
Miss Hnyman's door and calling her
namo and after two or three minutes
of this without a sound In reply tho
poor woman was ready to cry with
nervousness.
"Hnven't you n key to this door?"
Hates asked.
"I have one somewhere, but I don't
seem to find It with tho other keys. 1
looked this morning," sho nnswered.
"Shall I forco tho lock?" A strange
foreboding of evil had seized upon
Hnton. Ho could not havo told why,
but it seemed imperative that the door
bo opened.
"Such foolishness!" Harrington
broke In. "She'll probably bo back
all right tonight."
"Mrs. Wnytho?" Haton repeated
questlonlngly, neither seeing nor hear
Ing Harrington.
"Oh, just as you think best, Mr.
Haton," sho faltered. "I don't know,
really."
It waB n matter of a few moments
for Haton to pry back tho bolt and
awing open tho door. Then ho stood
nsido for MrB. Waythe to enter, while
Rnrrington in tho background glnred
nt both of them for tho liberty they
wero taking.
"There," cried Mrs. Wnytho in a
tone of relief. "Just ns I said! Not
a Blgn of her hero and sho hnsn't been
horo, either. Como In nnd see for
yourselves. Oh, I bellevo she's all
light elsewhere!"
Baton, ns in a drenrn, heard Mrs.
Waytho's voice running on. Ho was
so posltlvo that Iva Hayman had been
there; had been so Htrnngcly certain
that he should find her under homo
unnntural conditions behind that
closed door that for tho moment ho
wns unable to comprehend tho facts
as thpy were. In a half-dnzed way ho
ohoyed tho summons and walked into
tho room, whllo Hnrrlngton lingered
resentfully on the threshold.
Suddonly, without knowing why ho
did It, Hnton crossed tho floor nnd
lifted tho cover from tho typewriter.
Thero wnB a sheet of paper set In
plnco and ns his eyes fell on tho words
written at tho top of tho page an un
earthly chill ran over him.
Ho U led to speak, but not n sound
would come, bo ho silently holii nut
I his hand to Mrs. Wnythe and pointed
aer to uic worus.
This was tho messago sho tend:
"Nell, como to mo. I am in trouble."
I During tho tense moment that fol
lowed, Harrington camo silently Into
j tho room nnd when he, too, had read
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each other wordless.
Mrs. Waytho was the picture of bu
porstltlous horror. Haton, too, had
turned a gray color, but It wub not
fe'ar that chilled his heart; It was the
fact of that namo "Noll" written at
tho beginning of tho strange message.
Nell Haton wns tho first to speak.
"I heard thoso words written on tho
typewriter last night," ho said Blowly,
"and I was cortnin sho had not como In
until suddenly I henrd this machine
working carefully as if sho was afraid
of disturbing somo ono, I surely
couldn't bo mlstnken in the sound.
That north window of initio was opon
and you boo it's right undor bora. If
Bho wasn't hero herself alio managed,
somehow, to send that messngo."
"But, Mr. Baton, you surely don't
I mean lo say that you bellevo In"
j .Mis. Waytho hcsltntc,d
I ' H makes no difference what I be
HeuV Haton returned. "Ileie h a
fact 'I his appeal Is her and It lh ad
dressed to me, mid It seems I am tho
onlj one who heard It written. I be
lieve1 Miss I layman was In home
troublo at threo o'clock last night."
"Oh, it makes iho shivers go all oer
me'" gasped Mrs. Waythe.
"Sit down in this chair, please,"
Baton commanded gently, "you must
try to be calm and answer homo epics
tlonsforme. First, tell mo how long
Miss Hayman has lived hero."
"About a year and a half." The
frightened woman seated herself,
Htiadlcd by Baton's tono of authority.
What do ;ou know of her home
and family?"
She began to speak and slopped.
Sho glanced from Baton to Harring
ton and fiom Bairlngton back to
Baton
"Whnt I know sho told mo In con
fidence," she said doubtfully. "Per
haps I ought to tell you, Mr. Baton,
under the circumstances, but"
"Certainly, I am going," said Har
rington stiffly "But I want to enter a
piotest against raising too great a
hue ami cry for nothing. It may bo
er annoying to Miss Ilnymnn If she
comes back all right tonight."
But tils words fell on deaf ears and
the moment ho was gone Baton, with
pencil and memorandum in hand,
said:
"Now. Mrs. Waythe."
"She lived right here ever slnco
she left her homo down in Maple
town. It's Just a little place and her
father has a farm about threo miles
from town. The reason sho came
nwaj In the II rat plnco was to try and
make a little money to help pay off
the mortgage on the old plnco. Sho
left homo and came to the city by her
self and an uncle got her a position
In that uowapaper ofllce. But now
that undo hns moved out west and oh
dear! Who'd havo over thought "
"What newspaper olllco?"
Baton's voice hi ought the frightened
woman back to the business In baud
like a lasso and she gave him the ad
dreys. He entered It la a note book.
"Oh. she's tho sweetest, nicest littlo
thing! If unythlng't! happened to her!
Mr Union, are you going to look In
tho hospltnlh or where?"
'1 nm going to her offlco first."
Baton answered, slipping tho memo
randum into his pocket. "I'll lot you
know as soon ns I can what I find
out."
As he was fnclng tho storm of Blcet
on his way down town Baton suddenly
remembered tho girl In Londnlc,
whose picture was In a Bmall leather
frame on his dresser. Wnt would
sho think of this strango message?"
But what Bho would think was not
the business In hand Just then. Baton
felt in his pocket to mnko suro that tho
sleet of typewritten papor wns safe,
and it was.
At the offlco of tho newspaper ho
learned that Miss Hayman had re
ceived a telegram the day beforo that
her father was III, and that she had
rushed off with barely tlmo to catch
tho train. Harrington had been thero
an hour earllcd than Bnton, it seemed,
nnd hnd been told tho same.
Baton's normal first thought on hear
ing this would havo been to telegraph'
an Inquiry, but under the spell oT thoso
words: "Nell, como to mo," there
seemed but ono thing to do. Ho wait
ed only long enough to telephone Mrs.
Waytho a reassuring word, then start
ed for tho railway station, and took
tho next train for Mnplctown.
It wns a slow Journey, nnd when It
was ended thero was a vexatious wait
beforo ho could get a conveynnco to
carry him out to tho Hayman farm.
It was alternoon when Iva Hayman
opened tho door to him, nnd impulsive
ly held out both hands, whether In Joy
or nstonlshment, Bnton could not bo
suro.
Ho followed her Into the comfortablo
living room, aii'i almost her first words
wero:
"My father' Is better; he will live,
tho doctor assures me, nnd I shall bo
able to go back to work In a few days.
It has come to seem llko homo thero
at Mrs. Waytho's, ovcrybody has been
so good to mo."
Barton caught at tho first pauso and
asked abruptly: "What wero you do
ing at thrco last night?"
"Threo o'clock?" Her face grow
serious. "Sitting by fnthor's bed. I
was thero all night. Why?"
"Did you think of mo?"
She gnvo him a Btnrtled glance, but
after an Instant answered In a low
tono: "Yes." i
"What wns tho thought?"
If sho coulu havo kept from meeting
his eyes sho would havo kept from
answering tho question, but ono was
as Impossible ns tho other. Tho words
came slowly, against her will.
"I thought of you. I wished you
could know I wns in trouble. And
and tho clock rtruck three."
An exclamation escaped Raton's
lips, and ho put his hand to tho pock
et whero tho typowrltton messago lay
folded, but checked himself and left
It whero It was. Almost Immediately
tho girl regained her polso enough to
rally him on tho strangeness of his
questions, but ho began abruptly
to ask about the trains returning to
tho city.
Sho answered, but with a reservo In
hor volco which told him that ho had
lost tho familiar footing of a niomont
before. Ho believed s'ho had Just real
ized, for tho first tlmo, tho Btiangcness
of his coming to her as ho had, but,
though ho had no way of guessing it,
this was only a partial explanation of
her sudden restraint. Tho truth was
that sho had, at that moment, remem
bered an extremely incongruous Inct,
which kept intruding upon her now
with overy word ho spoko, Sho was
wondering, with chagrin, how ,ho
could havo foigotten, oven In the first
surprise of set lug him, those Intuiting
woids of Mrs Wnythe, told to her a
few diiVH previously:
"He's In love with a girl In
l.onud.ile. and she's a hearties crea
ture that has led him a chase for live,
years."
Baton kept hoping as they lalkedl
commonplaces for a return of the'
friendly, confiding ntmosphcic, but hi;
was disappointed. He wassodlslurbedi
by the chaugo In her manner that It
was not till he was on tho point oft
leave-taking thnt he suddenly remem
bered to wonder onco more what tho
Lonsdale girl would say to all this. ,
Ho was still standing near tho door,
tho position ho had taken on rising to
leave, when, abruptly, without a word,
but with a curious expression on his
face, ho unfolded a slip or paper and
handed It to her.
A wave of color swept from hor neck
to her iialr, and sho laughed nervously
as she took tho paper and tore It nerv.
ously across.
"My poor littlo story !" sho cilcdi
"Whero did jou get that?"
Baton was staring in bewilderment.
but he nnswered:
"1 told ou how wo searched youi
room That wns In your typewriter."
"Of course! Thoy were tho Inst
words I wroto the night beforo 1 left
town."
Then suddenly sh met Baton's gaze
squarely and her laugh died.
"You'd hardly believe It, Misa Hay
man," ho said after ti minute, In n
strained, unnntural volco, "but I've
been a superstitious fool about this
thing, nnd I can't shako it off all at
once. You might as well know first
ns last I'vo been thinking jou sent mo
(hat messago In somo mysterious wny
Inst night at threo I I even henrd
your machine going JubI long enough
to write It."
"Ono of my birds tapping!" breathed
tho quick-witted girl. "You know Mrs.
Waytho's bouso was wired for electric
lights, but It has nover beon connected,
and heavy wires hang down In front
of my window, and tho sparrowB perch
thero, ind then tho wlrou tap on my
window like a signal to me. I call It
my nlarm clock. Somo mornings thero
will bo threo or four birds all cuddled
together there at once. I bellevo they
bleep t horo all night, becnuso onco In
a great whllo thoy havo awakened mo
nt unearthly hours, with thoir tap-
ping, but usually It conies In tho
morning."
"It's no matter," said Baton.
Ho turned on his heels as though tho
affair wero of no consequonco.
A rush of thought!; crowded her
mind. This explained It all, then. This
waB tho reason ho had como Into tho
country to And her. Ho had obeyed n
supernatural summons. Tho "girl down
at Lonsdale" could understand that, ot
course. Ho had lost nil Intorost In hor
Iva Hayman now that ho know
thorc was no mytory to probe. Oh!
Hut Just as sho reached that point,
Haton wheeled back and caught hor
by tho shoulders.
"You did think of mo last night by
your father's bed," ho sold. "You did
wish I could know? You wanted ma
to come7 Is that' part true?"
Sho tried not to look at him, but
his oyes Insisted.
"Ih it truo?"
"Yes," she acknowledged, under hoi
breath; hor heart had begnn to heal
so loudly thnt it seemed as if ho might
hear what It was saying. It said i
over and ovor, nnd its mossago brought
a hot flush to' her face, sho mado hoi
try to draw away from tho grasp on
hor shoulders.
"What aro you thinking?" ho asked,'
ns if ho had a right. "What thought
camo Into your head just then?"
Throb throb throb went that tell
tale heart. Was it posslblo that he
could hear overy word that it said!
Sho could nover tell him uover!"
"Toll mo," ho Insisted.
Ills eyes woro looking into hern,
nnd then, to hor horror, sho henrd her
self putting words to thoso hoart
beats.
"Ho'b In love with a girl down at
Lonsdale!"
"I am not!" denied Barton, ns if ho
had been accused of murder; and tho
next Instant thnt. gossiping littlo
heart was linilllcd tight In a great
overcoat, learning a now song, which
went:
"Ho's In lovo with you! Ho'b In
lovo with you!"
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Marie Splrldonova,
In Akatonl, the penal colony. Is
ono Mario Splrldonova, whoso beauty,
Is so great that tho reports always
read: "Thut though showing proofs of
all sho had undergone, her great
beauty is not renlly marred." This
young girl had taken it upon herself1
to meto out Justlco to Iho governor
gonoral of Tomboy for having gone
through that province with fire nnd
Bword. Ho would ordor peasants to
bo whipped, keeping them tied for
two or threo weeks lying on tho
floors In barns, and taking them out
each day to bo whipped ugnln, until
death relieved them, alio bench where
the whipping was dono would Invnrla
lily bo next to the barn whero tho
men lay, nnd thus tho blows and cries
of tho tortured man wero heard by
tho victims within. Splrldonova went
to meet .tho governor goneral at n
railway station, draw out hor rovol
ver, which Bho curried in n muff, and
shot him dead at a dlstanco of thirty
feot. Beforo sho had tlmo to uso tho
revolver on hersolf Bho was Jumped
upon by tho guards and officers, bent
en, dragged by tho hair, burned with
cigarettes and so horribly maltreated
Jn prison for days that ovon hor lnw
yors could not, for deconcy'o sake,
muko public tho things that woro
done to hor. Roso Strunsky, in tho
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