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The lore nervaded praises:
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. JYtaa -Daritag" slowly, word by word.
Ska read tte tear staiaed treason;
The xaMs by which her eyes were bhiiTNt
Grew oat of udn and pleasure;
Bat whenahe reached that cherished 1
Asa aaw the last leave taking.
The mist a atorm of grief became.
Her very heart waa brrarlngl
X pot it back-tbie old tlaaa Bote,
Which aeema Uke sorrow's leav
" For ehe who read, aad be who wrote,
Fleaae God, are now ia heaves.
If lovers or today could wia
8uch lore ac won this letter.
The world about ns would begin
To gladden and grow better.
Frank Dempster Sherman In Oentary.
MR. MAX.
It is like heaven to Greta, this quiet
and rest with the dear Frau Mens and all
the children, though ycu or I could see
neither among that noisy crew of six
four big boys, then Linchen and Hede,
all to be washed, dressed, mended for
and taught. But Greta loves children,
and then there is Mr. "Star.
Mr. Mas is Frau Men's brother, a big
yellow haired giant, broad shouldered
and kind, who frowns on the children
when their spirits grow too high, threat
ens to lock them up in his big press and
call ogres to eat them; who is never too
busy to 6ct an easy chair for Greta, pass
her the knitting that is always at hand,
and smooth all the rough places, till after
a while it becomes second nature for
Greta to turn to Mr. Max when she wants
anything, and again when she gets it.
Frau Men smiles but says nothing.
Greta is a dear, love worthy girl, and will
make Max a good wife. It had been a
cause for dread that he might love some
different girl, who would take him away
and break up the sweet home life. Greta
is already one of them, and when Max
returns from America there will be a
quiet wedding, the young people will
settle down near them and all will go on
as before.
So it is with a pleased, satisfied smile
that Frau Men greets her brother as he
runsup'her steps the day before he sails,
intent on securing his bride. He tells
her she has drawn a pretty picture, but
one not easy to paint. The little Greta
may refuse him.
Refuse him! refuse Mr. Maxl Then the
ungrateful little coquette shall go about
her business and the dear children grow
up dunces! As if such husbands grew
on every bush for a little governess to
pick and, much more, till the swallows
fly from the windows in terror.
They flyback the next morning to help
say good-by to the traveler and see Frau
Men with her arm round Greta's waist
Greta, who is trying to look unhappy,
like a well regulated maiden parting
from her betrothed. Yes, her betrothed,
for there had been a half hour in the
schoolroom last night, at the end of
which- Greta found Max's ring on her
finger and his kiss on her lips.
And now Frau Men is promising to
keep the little bride safely till he can re
turn and claim her, and all the while
Greta is perfectly sure she does not love
Mr. Max half as much as he does her and
that she will chiefly miss him when the
children are unmanageable.
Frau Mens is very tearful for many
days after Max's departure, and 'often
does Greta in her own heart congratu
late herself that she does not love Max.
Why, she would be worn thin if she laid
awake worrying over every wind that
blew, and wondering if the ship had not
met an iceberg and been wrecked. She
never lost a night's sleep not she. It
will be time enough to think about Max
when she marries him, as of course she
intends to do, but for the present, she is
not in love with him, and she is glad
of it
And now he is coming home, and the
bride is thinking little of her husband,
and much of her pretty clothes, and
house linen. Frau Men has -been more
than kind; but the generous gifts have
been given with a wonder that so much
is said of "my house," and .so little of
"my husband," and just when the
thought has made her thoroughly un
comfortable, and disposed to be short
with Greta, comes word that the vessel
has gone down in sight of land, with all
onboard.
No! that is not the little widowed bride
whose sobs are so heartrending. It is
Frau Men, and she is crying her heart
out on Greta's shoulder; she is telling
every one what a dear brother he was.
Yes, and you," she says, "have not
shed a tear! you did not love him, my
poor dead brother!"
"No, I do no love him," says Greta,
and goes quietly from the room. Quietly
from the room, and quietly into her own,
quietly closes the door, looks around,
aits quietly down in her arm chair. Max
- gave her the chair; she must often be
tired after teaching. Huthoughtf nines
was always first for her. In her own
home she will have the right to be first.
Their own home! Dear heaven! there
will be no home She sees Max the
slay he sailed; she hears him say "Good
by, little wife! when I come again I will
take you for my own, and we will never
separated again" Life with Max,
his strong arm between her and every
trial! Life alone, to battle for herself
against the world, Max's tender admira
tioa of all her hands have done a stran
ger's, not Max's kisses.
If Fran Men could see Greta now.
She is face down on the little white bed
aad her sobs are choking. There is no
use living any more; she must be alone
all her life. She would have been so
proud of Max, his home would have been
all that he looked for, and she so true a
wife. He would have been so glad to
come to her when the day was over; she
oould see the cosy room in which she
would wait for him. She would have
ok a soft, warm dress, made as he loved,
to show her white throat, and he would
take her in his arms, hold her dose and
Ml her his life is complete and, as the
years go on, and they stand hand hi
head by a cradle Ohlitis a girTs
, aaafy picture, but dnw a sla aad
a spsagw has been passed over it, leaving
i blank, and wet, so that no other
can be drawn there. Greta
r,aaditisdeso-
arewaystobe lived through be-
days that
Greta
tries to hold on to the happy
that wfli slip away from her
rans through the fingers.
So the spring time comes. It has been
only two months since Max was lost, but
oh! how long to Greta! Frau Men soon
finds out bow, it is with the girl, and
very day the two .grow more to each
other. Sto begins to take comfort inner
children, plans for their summer, and
takes some of the good of life. Not so
with Greta! there is always an ache at
her heart, and a mist over her sunshine.
She is in very truth a widow.
One day she is sitting alone (Greta
loves to sit alone' now, she can better
think of Max). There is a sound of feet
in the hall, a rush, aery from Frau Men,
and her Max is at her side her Max,
who was picked up after the wreck by a
whaling ship and carried half around
the world her Mat, who missed her so,
and now holds her close as if he would
make up for all he had lost.
And Greta's heart that learned to
know itself only when broken? The heal
ing is all done before the physician has
said ever a word. Translated for Cur
rent Literature from the Berlin Tagblatt
by Miss J. M. Burgoyne.
TBe Old FaciUve Iw.
The dose of the last session of the Sec
ond congress on March 3, 1793, recalls an
important act of that body which is lit
tle remembered. The Second congress
enacted the first fugitive slave law.which
originated in the senate and was passed
by the house without debate. This stat
ute directed that in case of the escape
from any state or territory of any person
held to service or labor that the master,
agent or attorney of the owner might
seize the person held to such service and
take him before the United States judge
or local magistrate, and on proof, oral or
by affidavit, that such person was a fugi
tive from service the judge or magistrate
was directed to grant acertincate to that
effect, which certificate should be suffi
cient for the removal of the fugitive to
his former owner. To aid in the escape
of a fugitive slave rendered the party
liable to a fine of $500. Several north
em states soon enacted laws forbidding
local magistrates to execute the Federal
act, which consequently became a dead
letter until its revival in the famous
fugitive slave law of 1850. Philadelphia
Times.
Befosed Pzeeideata.
In a little village some twelve miles
distant from Cleveland, O., there lived,
some thirty years ago, two very attrac
tive girls. To one of these President
Hayes became a suitor, but the parents
of the young lady vigorously opposed the
courtship on the ground that young
Hayes was poor, and gave evidence of ,
hardly sufficient ability to warrant risk- j
ing then: daughter s future. The match
was broken off and the lady is today
married and well known in Cleveland
society. The other young lady had re
ceived many attentions from young Gar
field, and was disposed to reciprocate
them. Her parents, however, objected
to their utimacy, giving as a reason for
their opposition the poverty of Garfield
and the anything but bright prospects of
his future. The chief coincidence of
these courtships consists in the fact that
Bedford, where both these young ladies
lived, contained at the time less than 600
inhabitants, and both refused two fut
ure presidents of the United .States Be
cause of their poverty. St. Louis Globe
Democrat. Edacatloa aad Xaveatiea.
Inventors have generally been led to
their important- tasks by chance, and
have picked up their training by the
way. Here and there may be a mute
and glorious Milton whose soul has never
been aroused by educative influence,
but for each great poet who has never
learned to sing there are probably scores
of men as able as Watt, Naymith or
Edison who have not been aroused to
their inventive powers. It therefore
seems very desirable that manual train
ing should bo made to go with such head
work as will serve to stimulate the in
ventive spirit of our youth. The means
of carrying out such a project for arous
ing the inventive capacities of yssag
men and women will need to be created.
It is easy, however, to see the way to a
plan in which, as soon as the student has
compassed a sense of the natural powers
in their simpler relations, he may be set
to work seeking to solve problems which
demand inventive power for their solu
tion. -Boston Herald.
Waahiagtoa Society.
Perhaps you think I exaggerate. I
dont mean to say every woman makes
forty calls a day or every day. But the
congressman's wife above quoted said to
me: "I often make thirty or thirty-five
calls in an afternoon. The greatest num
ber I ever made was thirty-eight. I
think I could make more if I had a bet
ter driver. I've heard of ladies making
forty-five or fifty." Mrs. Fuller, the
chief justice's wife, says she has made
thirty-one calls between luncheon and
dinner, and that she knows of a senator's
wife who has made forty-eight in two
hours. Mrs. Fuller could not keep up
with her obligations, she says, if she
didnt have four lively daughters to help
her. She has 800 or more callers every
Monday. The cabinet ladies have found
it simply impossible to return calls, hav
ing often as many as 1,500 cards in a
day, and last Decciuber they concluded
to give up returns except their calls of
etiquette on the wives of the supreme
court justices and senators. Washing-
It is doubtful if anything in the "red
tape" line can excel two instances re
cently brought to public notico in con
nection with the military, service of Eng
land. So minute are the reports re
qnired that Sir Evelyn Wood, commander
at Aldershot, recently had occasion to
record the momentous fact, with all the
paraphernalia of imposing official docn
ment seals and the like, the thrilling fact
that a private soldier had fallen over a
stone and skinned his nose. Another
instance of puerile inefficiency is seen in
the case of a soldier who, whOe in Egypt
in 1884, had an overissue of rations
amounting to seventy cents. This has
been the subject of a vast amount of offi
cial correspondence, involving reams of
paper and rolls of red tape, and it has
finafiy been settled by the discovery that
the soldier held a certificate in full for
the provisions in dispute, San Fran
cisco Chronicle.
The following are the latest statistics
concerning the cataract. The outline of
the American falls is about 1,000 feet,
and the height about 165 feet The de
scent in the rapids above the American
fall is about 40 feet to the half mile.
The outline of the Horseshoe fall is about
2,100 feet, the height about 158 feet, and
the descent in the rapid above about 65
feet to three-quarters of a mile. The
volume of water passing over both falls
is about 15,000,000 cubic feet per minute,
or about one cubic mile per week, or 64
cubic mjles per year. Buffalo Courier.
Merritt Nice smoking jacket, Oat,
Smd of your wife to make it for you.
Young Husband Why, how da you
know my wif e made ft f or me?
Jteuitt I notice that the buttons are
sewed down the wrong side. Wosaan's
World.
HER ANSWER.
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snadMaotfneaaByaisaoaamrt her ayes;
Bat ta her ekiika I aaw the r o Irlww.
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Bhe aaed ao trick or arueea with saa;
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lad au imraalne did the laaldf shmr
Ae to ayquutlua eke reapplied "Mo."
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flhe Jaet had told eee that eke loved aw waft;
leaked, "WM yoa e'er tore aaotaaraof
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LIFE'S WANDERER.
.Otwedwaadererl
Upoa thy loaebr way;
Thoa aiaetaot pauae a
TUlthecioatBcortheday.
Out there upoa thy pathway.
The lead ia white with aaow.
Brit erer, ever onward.
Thy weary feet muetgo.
Why dot thoa ataad here, waaderer.
And weep with bitter feart
why doet thy not go bravely oa.
Without a alga or teart '
Do thy not know, O wanderer.
That Just beyond thy eight
The soft, green grass ia growlag
And the son shines warm aad bright?
And when, at last, thou seeet
Gold and purple in the west,
Thou mayst lie down, O wanderer.
To a loag, long, peaceful rest!
And thou wilt know of grander things
When thou wakest from thy sleep;
Then, wanderer, thou wOt wonder
Why it was that thou didst weep.
Pass on, pass on. O wanderer,
Upon thy toilsome way 1
Thou wflt rest in peace and happiness
At the closing of the day.
-ZolahLBoyla.
THE DESERTER.
It was jthe last year of the civil war a
year full of anxiety, suspense and pri
vation of every kind. Down here in
Louisiana we were beginning to realize
that our cause was hopeless, and that the
Confederacy was near its end. I sup
pose it was that knowledge which made
people so reckless. Men had lost all
sense of responsibility in the whirl of
events, and acts were constantly com
mitted which, in the light of a calmer
day, seem the acts of madmen.
New Orleans, in possession of the Fed
erals, had quited down to a certain ex
tent, but the country parishes were in a
ferment, occupied as they were in turn
by Confederate and northern troops. The
ravages of irresponsible, plundering
bands had become so terrible in some of
the western parishes that, at the urgent
invitation of Judge Maxwell, who was a
distant relative of mine, I took refuge
with him atBoscabel, a plantation in the
Bed River country.
This district, it is true, was occupied
by Federal troops, but they were well
disciplined and committed no outrages.
After the terrors and uncertainties of
the "debatable ground," there was a
comfortable feeling of Becurityjin finding
ourselves within the lines and not in
danger of capture. Several ladies, friends
of Judge Maxwell, had collected at Bos
cabel, so our social life was far from
dull.
Beautiful Adela Maxwell was our
host's young daughter-in-law. She had
only been married a week when her hus
band, who had enlisted in Gen. Taylor's
army, was compelled to leave her.
She was a lovely, irresponsible child
a spoiled one, too. At 16 years of age
she had married Theo Maxwell, who was
not then 20. It was due to the reckless
ness so common at that period that the
marriage of the young pair was sanc
tioned by the two families.
Theo was grave and thoughtful be
yond his years; brave, as were all the
Maxwells, almost stern in his ideas of
duty, and only weak where his beautiful
little bride was concerned.
Most southern women were brave and
high spirited, ready to make any sacri
fice for a cause they considered sacred,
but Adela had not a grain of patriotism
in her soul. She did not care a straw
which cause conquered so that the war
might end and Theo return home. Her
standing grievance was that he had
joined the army as a private instead of
marching forth in all the glory of a gen
eral's paraphernalia.
At times she would give way to a per
fect passion of grief, and eat nothing for
days. Then the mood would change
and she would be in the wildest spirits,
laughing, singing, dancing. She re
minded me of a butterfly I once saw
lighting on the rim of a cannon the mo
ment before it was discharged.
One morning she burst in upon us in
the breakfast room in an irritable and
impatient mood.
"I can't stand tbisr she cried. "I
never closed my eyes all night thinking
of Theo. I cant eat, I can't sleep, and I
shall die if Theo doesn't come homel I
must see with my own eyes that he is
alive and well."
"But how can you expect him to
comer cried Dora Maxwell, the judge's
daughter, a sensible, spirited girl, who
had not too much patience with her
sister-in-law's childish ways. "He is a
soldier, a private, too, and they are not
allowed a furlough every time their
wives-happen to cry for them. With all
this slarmishing going on around us you
surely don't think there's any chance of
his getting off? I do wish, Adela, you
would try to be reasonable for Theo's
sake, if for no other reason.
"Look at Mrs. Rogers," she continued.
"Her husband is in constant peril, and
see how brave and cheerful she is! She
says that is the only way in which she
can imitate him."
"Don't talk to me of Mrs. Rogersr
Adela looked like a small fury. "Do you
pretend to compare my love for Theo
with hers for her husband? Easy enough
to be quiet when she doesn't care a pica
yune for him! Didn't she actually hurry
him off last week, when he hadn't been
with her for more than an hour? Don't
compare us and set that cold hearted
thing up as my model!"
"I dont compare you," Dora said
dryly. "Mrs. Rogers is utterly unselfish,
a noble woman, to whom the honor
of her husband is as dear as his life.
She hurried him off because she knew if
he waited until daylight his risk of being
made a prisoner would be great. Besides,
he had promised his captain to be back
that night and he was in honor bound to
keep bis word."
Adela burst into a flood of angry tears.
"Honor! honor!" she repeated, petu
lantly. "I just hate the word! Honor
made Tteo join the army and leave me
here to be wretched! Honor keeps him
away! Some day honor is going to leave
him on the battlefield with a bullet in
his heart. What will it do for me, if I
lose him .rd like to know? Nobody here
feels for me. Nobody loves Theo as
I dor
She hurried from the room,but stopped
on the threshold and turned her pretty,
tear stained face to us.
"Theo shall come back to me in spite
of you alir she cried.
Dora sighed deeply as the door closed
behind Adela. "Poor Theo!" she said,
softly. "He always seemed to feel such
a contempt for women! Yet that girl
can make him do anythingP
"She is such a childr I interposed.
Tee, and that make her so unfit to
be a wife. Wears sninc to have an op-
only mows
Enough to make him wretched, I dare
say, for she wont spare him a.smgte
tearofhera. Hell fancy her fining to
death, and before night, I dare say , shell
be laughing and singing."
But for once Dora was mistaken.
Adela complained of a violent headache,
and after writing her letter went to bed,
and did not make her appearance until
late the next day. Then she wore a sub
dued, rather frightened look, not natu
ral to her. She appeared like a mis
chievous child who had done something
naughty and was afraid of being found
out.
For the two following day she was in
a state of perpetual excitement almost
hysterical She would rush from door
to window, or to any place which com
manded a view of the long front avenue.
At any unexpected sound she would
spring up, listen breathlesbly, and then
sink back in her seat with a sigh.
"I am afraid my little girl is getting
nervous," said Judge Maxwell on the
second evening, putting his arm affec
tionately around her. "Come, it wont
do when Theo returns for him to find a
wife with her nerves unstrung. The
women of our family were as brave as
the men, and I cant have a Maxwell a
coward."
"But I'm not an out and out Maxwell,"
she answered with a hysterical laugh;
"and I'm an awful coward. Oh, why
dont Theo come home!"
This was followed by a violent burst of
tears, and she rung her hands as if in
despair.
"Dora, you had better take your sister
to her room and make her lie down,"
the judge said, gently. "Adela, my
dear, you must try to control yourself.
Remember that your tears wfll not bring
your husband back one day sooner. You
are only injuring your health and for
Theo's sake you must take care of that."
After they left the room, tho judge
and I sat silent until the lamps were
lighted. Suddenly he sprang to his feet,
for we heard the hurried steps of a man
on the long veranda in front of the
house.
Then the door was violently thrown
open and Theo stood before us. Theo
pale, wild eyed, and covered with dust.
He looked in our faces strangely, inquir
ingly and uttered a deep groan. His
parched lips strove to speak, but the
words died in a gasp.
"My son! what is tho matter?" cried
the judge, taking his hand.
"Adela, my darling! Is she dead?" the
son managed to articulate. "Am I too
later
"Adela? Why, she is in perfect health
never has been ill. She was in this
room five minutes ago.
The judge stopped suddenly, terrified
by his son's look. He had grown ghastly
pale and sank into a chair.
He covered his face with his hands,
shaking as if in an attack of ague. In a
moment he controlled himself and tried
to 6peak calmly. "Read that," he said,
drawing a letter from his pocket, and
handing it to his father, "and tell me if
I could have stayed away?"
Months afterward I read the letter. In
it Adela told her husband she was dying
and he must come to her immediately if
ho would see her alive, but, ill as she
was, no one should write to him but her
self. If he loved her, come! The letter
was written in faint, tremulous charac
ters, as if the hand was too weak to hold
the pen and the eyes too dim to see the
lines.
Judge Maxwell's face was very stern
when he laid down the letter.
"It was an unjustifiable deceit," he
said, "but you must try to forgive her.
You must not let it embitter your visit."
"Father, do you not understand!"
cried the young soldier. "I asked for
permission to visit a dying wife, but the
general positively refused. They expect
a battle at Pleasant Hill, and not a man
was allowed to leave. I came without
permission."
."A deserter! you, Theo Maxwell!"
cried the judge, looking stunned.
"Yes, a deserter on the eve of battle,"
Theo cried, with a bitter laugh. "I've
done for myself now, father." There
was a hurried step in the corridor, and
in a moment Adela was in her husband's
arms, crying and laughing hysterically.
"I heard your voice, darling," she
cried. "Why hadn't I been called?
Didn't I tell you all he should come back
to me? And now I've got him! I've got
sistl Pro got him!" hsr voice rising
shrill and strained with excitement.
But what ia the matter, Theo? Why do
you look at me like that? What is the
matter with you all?"
"The matter, madam," cried Judge
Maxwell, sternly, "is disgrace to my son
and your husband. By your falsehoods
you brought him from his post made
him a deserter. Do you know what that
means? A disgraceful death! Yes, that
is what you have brought upon the man
you professed to love."
He got no further, for Adela'shcad fell
back on her husband's shoulder in mer
ciful unconsciousness. He strained her
to his bosom and pressed a kiss upon her
white lips.
"Dora, take her to her room," he said.
"Be gentle with her for my sake, sister.
She is only a child and did not know
what she was doing. I must get away
rom here before she revives." He tight
ened his belt and pulled his cap over his
eyes.
The old judge laid a trembling hand
on his son's arm.
"Theo, my son," he said, tremulously,
"dont so back! There is a squadron of
northern soldiers camped just back here
in Miller's field. You can be taken pris
oner by them, you know, and you'll be
safe from, from"
He stammered and choked.
"I understand you, father," Theo said,
quietly. "You mean if I am taken
prisoner I will escape a deserter's fate.
It would add cowardice to desertion'
No, sir, I will get back the soonest lean,
and bear my fate as your son should. I
had to run a cordon of Federal troops
coming here, and I fear it will be hard
work getting back through the lines."
"But Gen. Taylor is my friend." The
old man's speech was growing inarticu
late. "I will write to him, I will go to
him. He must listen tome. No court
martial could condemn you under such
circumstances."
Theo smiled sadly.
"I hope for little leniency. I left on
the eve of a battle, you must remember.
Farewell, father! Be kind to my poor
little wife. Dora, dont unman me."
She was clinging to him and sobbing
convulsively. "If you love me you will
go back to Adela. Do not tell her what
.may happen to me. I leave her to you
all as a sacred charge," he added,
solemnly, and before any one answered
had gone.
"I wfll go myself," stammered the
judge, trying to rise from his seat. "1
wfll explain to Gen. Taylor. My boy
shall not be sacrificed!" A convulsion
passed over his face, his feet refused to
support him and he sank back in his
chair.
We knew well what was the matter.
Ayearbeforehe had had an attack of
paralysis, a slight one, and his old enemy
had him once more in its relentless grip.
For three days and nights we watched
beside him until the end came.
A week afterward our cruel suspense
as to Theo's fate was over. In trying to
the Federal pickets tie had been
"Thank God!" sobbed Dora, "he was
fines today, ana Heaven
what Adela wfll write to
' santaa me ignotniutatM"aioTa
I thmk he wanted to be killed.1
Adela grief at first wa
aoonretarned to her father's house. In
afawatoathslsawberthere m lovely,
asinesponajbleandasgayasif alas had
not caused the diegrace and death oftne
man who bad loved heri
duty. Marie & Williams.
A CROON ON HENNACUFF.
Unto
"Bo, gossip! for
There be corpse
Cawk.oawklthe
ArawaHowiagiatkena,
Bo there's a
Horary old dame aad
"Gawk! naffer! thou art
The shore hath wreckers aoU.
Would read the yelling seaawa
lYoea the clutching billows' hold!
Cnrkt cawk! they'd bound for booty.
Into the dragon'a doa.
And shout 'For death or duly r
If the prey were drowning aaaa."
Loud laughed the listening surges
At the guess our granuaai gave;
You might call Utem Coancrges
From the thunder of their ware!
And mockery followed after
The seabird's Jeering brood,
That tiled the skies with laughter
From Lundy Light to Dude.
"Cawk! cawkr theassid the raven;
"I am four scorn years aad tea.
Yet never in Bude Haven
Did I croak for rescued mea.
They will save the captain girdle.
And shut, if shirt there be.
But leave their blood to curdle
For my old dame aad ma."
So said tbe rushing raven
Unto bis hungry mate: . ,
"Ho. gossip! -for Budo Haven! -
There be corpses sir or eight.
Gswk! cawk! the crew and skipper
Are wallowing in the sea;
Oh. what a dainty supper
For ray old darne and me."
Kobert Stephen Hawker.
EVIDENCE BROKEN.
An English lawyer once said that cir
cumstantial evidence would hang the
king of England. While that was put
ting it pretty 6trong, it is admitted that
a chain of circumstantial evidence has
often sent men to the gallows. If a cir
cumstance can be explained away, it is
but a shadow. If it cannot be explained
away, it becomes a menace to the pris
oner's life. A witness may be bribed,
abducted or impeached. A circumstance
is a lion in the path demanding blood.
It has been often asserted that inno
cent men have been hung on circumstan
tial evidence. There may have been such
instances, but they have been rare in
deed. In my own experience in law and
detective work I have seen some curious
thingB about circumstantial evidence.
It is, in one sense, the strongest chain
i which can be forged, in another the very
weakest
About twenty years ago I was detailed
on a murder case in a Kentucky town.
It was not to work up the case, but to
save if possible tho young man arrested
for the crime. When I got the facts and
details, I felt helpless to accomplish any
thing. He was a young man of twenty
three, named Graham, and was of re
spectable family. He had been engaged
to a young lady of the highest respecta
bility, but they had quarreled about
something. Common friends had brought
about a reconciliation, but a new suitor
had appeared upon the scene, and
Graham's, jealousy had provoked an
other quarrel. He had not visited her
for two weeks, when, on the evening of
Sunday, Oct. 80, one of Graham's friends
met him and said:
"Tour, rival is up at Lossing's, and
seems bound to cut you out. Adele
seems very sweet on him!"
Graham truly loved the girl, and this
speech made him wild. He turned pale,
trembled, and finally said:
"He is an adventurer and an inter
loper. Let him look out for himself!"
An hour later he started for Ixesing's.
He passed several people, who saw that
he was excited. The house stood back
from tbe road in a grove of trees, and
was approached by two paths or drives
from the front. Graham fully intended
to enter the house, but when he came
upon the grounds his courage failed him.
He was afraid he might say or do some
thing rash in his present mood, and very
sensibly decided to return to town and
defer his call till the next day. Next
morning his rival's dead body was found
on one of the drives, about half way be
tween tbe house and the fence. He had
been struck down with a bludgeon.
Conclusions are always jumped at in
murder cases.
Two of the negro servants were at
once arrested, but before noon they were
set at liberty and Graham was taken into
custody. The chain already contained
several links. Others were added the
moment he was arrested. He was dread
fully agitated, hesitated to acknowledge
that he had been near the place, and a
blood stain was found on the right sleeve
of his coat. Before he had been in jail
one day even his own father believed
him a murderer. He wad examined and
bound over, and it was only after that
event that he began to protest his inno
cence. The girl who had been the cause
of it came nobly to his rescue. While
she truly loved him, she had been will
ing to make him jealous, and when mur
der had come of it, as she believed, she
felt terribly conscience stricken and anx
ious to believe in his protestations of in
nocence. When I came upon the ground the
sSsts hzd Hz cs3 si! rrcrked up, and
when I went over it to look for a flaw I
could find none. I had to acknowledge
that I was without hope. Indeed, I be
lieved Graham guilty. His own expla
nations rather strengthened that belief.
Lossing's house faced tbe east. The
highway in front ran north and south.
The lawn was twenty rods wide, and one
drive led in from the north and the other
from the south end. Graham approached
from 'the north. He would naturally
turn in at the first drive, but he claimed
to have gone on to the second. He fol
lowed it to the house, pawned around it,
played for two or three minntes with tbe
dogs, and then circled about the fish
pond and took a short cut across the
grove and struck the road, not hitting
the north path at all. The dead man had
come from the village as well, and on
foot. He had come and attempted to
return by the north drive.
If Graham was innocent who was
guilty?
Not the slightest suspicion had been
directed elsewhere. It seemed hopeless
to look. I questioned and cross ques
tioned him, but he could not give me the
lightest foundation for a clew or a
theory. What I gotcame by accident. I
asked tosee tbe blood stained clothing,
and I found it to be a single daub of
blood on a white vast. It was a carious
mark, such as I had never seen before,
and when I quietly favtathmterl further
I discovered that the murdered man had
been struck on the hack of his head aad
faUmfoiwardonnisface. He had very
thick hair, and; what the blow had
crushed tae skua, be had hUd butlittla
The blood would not spurt from such a
blow. Tbe body bad nc been lifted, aad
so how did Grahamgetthat blood stain?
Accident gave me the knowledge. I
was looking the ground over at
in, for the fourth or fifth time,
one of the dogs came and leaped upon
me in a rsrsnang way. Loaung ob
served it art ramarked:
"Old Fan was always very fond of
I llllllllllllldltMlhlw'
Ah!
irsaawaaaeweaiaaevar.iantitr'
Ii
atarnMa cut on a
eaknsarA.a
ef
ar-
"About the tana Graham
"Yea,"
her bloody paw that
a his vest that nightr
"Gkml heavens, butUmust have been!"
I had a clew and a hope. Everything
changed man hour, and 1 now believed
Graham innocent and went to work to
securo proofs. I posted up to Louisville
and examined the police records for ar-
I followed a score or more of
to their finish, but got nothing. It
my belief that a white man commit
ted the crime, and that he meant rob
bery, but was frightened off. I returned
to the village and looked everybody over,
but got no satisfaction. The day of the
trial was coming and I was in despair,
but accident came to my aid again. I
happened into the hotel barn as tho land
lord pulled a lot of rubbish out of a stall.
Hidden away with it waa a fine saddle,
and as it was brought to light the man
exclaimed:
"Bless me, here fct the dead man's sad
dler "Was it missing?" lashed.
"It was stolen on the night of his mur
der. That's the reason bo went down to
Lossing's on foot."
Who stole it? What for? An outsider,
who stole the saddle for its worth, would
have carried it off. An insider only would
have stored it in the stall. Who was in
side? A white man and two negro assist
ants. Within an hour I had ascertained
that the white man, whose name was
Foster, was absent for an hour on the
evening of the murder, and that since he
had acted very queerly. I arrested him,
charged him with the crime, and he did
not hold out fifteen minutes. His motive
was robbery. He did not intend to kill
bis victim, but only to stun him. He had
just struck him when the dogs barked
greeting to Graham, and, overcome
by sudden fright, Foster dashed away
and dared not return. He thought he
had only to keep still to render him
self safe, and, but for my being present
when the saddle was found, he might
never have been suspected. Graham was
cleared and Foster was hanged. The
change had been brought about by the
fondling of a dog. New York Sun.
Oariaal
Li a country church the curate had to
give out two notices, the first of which
, was about baptisms and the latter had
to do with a new hymn book. Owing to
an accident he inverted the order, and
gave out as follows: "I am requested to
give notice that the new hymn book will
be used for the first time in this church
on Sunday next, and I am also requested
; to call the attention to the delay which
' often takes place in bringing children to
; be baptized; they should be brought on
the earliest day possible. This is par-
I A .w . a aj j.a w
ucuianj pnuuvu wa mouieiB woo rave
young babies." "And for tbe informa
fion of those who have none," added tbe
rector, in gentle, kindly tones, and who
being deaf had not heard what had pre
viously been said; "for the information
of those who have none, I may state that
if wished they can be obtained on appli
cation in the vestry immediately after
service to day, Limp ones, one shilling
each; with stiff backs, two shillings.
London Figaro.
Oat la Sectleaa.
One of our county physicians, who
Hrss st Tszewe!!, wss called to see a
very tall gentleman who lives in the
neighborhood of' Brantly, and who was
sick with the measles. On account of
the exceeding height of the man the doc
tor advised him to paint a ring around
his body with iodine and he would pro
ceed to bring the measles out on him one
end at a time, as' it would be impossible
to accomplish the whole-job at once. Our
informant states that the ring was drawn
and the measles brought out in sections.
Buena Vista (Ga.) Patriot.
Sweet H
The western farmer, with his hun
dreds of acres of new and fertile soil,
looks with contempt upon the small and
often sterile farms that are to be found
in some parts of New England.
The owner of a western farm of 800
acres, nearly all of it under cultivation,
who was visiting in Maine, sent a letter
home in which he expressed his mind
freely as follows:
"Hire in this country they call two
acres of ground, six hens and an old
rooster a farm, and half the time one
acre of tho ground is graveyard. Give
me old Kansas every time." Youth's
Companion.
Am Old Vaaally.
Mr. De Pink My dear, Tve found a
husband for you.
Miss De Pink Does he belong to an
old family?
Mr. De Pink Yes, indeedy. All his
brothers are over 80 and he's gray headed
frimoglf Philadelphia Record.
Taeasaads of Dollars
ere spent every year by people of this
state for worthless medicines for the
cure of throat and lung diseases, when
we know that if they would only invest
$1 in SANTA ABIE, the new California
discovery for consumption and kindred
complaints, they would in this pleasant
remedy find relief. It is recommended
by ministers, physicians and public
speakers of tbe Golden State. Sold and
guaranteed by Dowty & Becher at fl a
bottle. Three for $50.
The most stubborn case of catarrh will
speedily succumb to CALIFORNIA
CAT-B-CTJBE. Six months' treatment
forll. By mail, SLIP.
People who need whisky to sharpen
their wite are -hardly worth the cost of
the grindetone.
Am Akealato Care
The ORIGINAL ABBBTINE ODfi
MENT is only put up in large two-ounce
tin boxes, and ia an baeUte care for
old sores, burns, wounds, chapped hands
and all kinds of akin eruptions. Will
positively cure all kinds of piles. Aak for
the ORIGINAL ABITTNE OINTMENT
Sold by Dowty A Becher at 25 cents per
boxby mail 80 cento. mar7y
Long hair is no more an indication of
brains than big feet are of muscle.
Fngl'ah Spavin liniment removes all
hard, soft or calloused lumps and blem
ishes from horses; blood spavin, curbs,
splints, aweeney, ring-bone, stifles,
sprains, all swolen throats, coughs, etc.
Save fob by use of one bottle. Warranted.
Sold by CL B. Stillman, druggist, Co
mmon, o-iy
What can be thinner than a thin au
dience. Beat give ap my poor, sick friend,
While ttwraVuwtksra's kopaus said;
to
yea'r
BTK
This advice be wise aad heed-
Taka the O. BL D. aad live.
Those letters stand for "Golden Medi
cal Discovery" (Dr. Pierce's), the great
building-up, purifying, and disease-expelling
remedy of the age.
Dont hawk, hawk, blow, spit, and dts
djaywat everybody with your offensive
breath, but use Dr. Sage's catarrh rem
edy aad and it.
GOLD DUST
Its Effects Are Magical.
. .JK'S
filrf
5k
am K2 111 knock you out In din round auah. aaW
111 knock you out In das round suah.
And nab dat box of CSoM Dust puah.
And the results obtained by its use are so satis
factory that it is superfluous to offer individual testi
mony to its merit. We rely upon the unanimous
verdict of the housewives of America. Made only by
N. K. FATRBANK & CO., St. Louis.
P. S. If nt Ms an
anffWnlTOj"Ju:
SCOTTS
EMULSIOi
OF PURE COD LIVER CIL
Almost as Palatable as Milk
Ss aisawlsrtl tfcat It cast fca taken,
sUa-asta. aa4 aastsallatcel by tka aoii
eaJutttvet atoaaacfc, wheat the plain ell
caauwt ka tolerated; aaa hjr tka com
htnatlem eeTtka all with tka hypastkea.
la aaaicm more ssesciewa.
leaarEsMe as a ieah praawser.
Fosses gala rapMIj v&fe talsar k,
SCOTTS EMULSION is acknowledged by
Physicians to be the Finest and Bestprepa
zatton in the world for the relief and core of
CONSUMPTION, SCROFULA.
GENERAL DEBILITY, WASTING
DISEASES, EMACIATION,
COLDS and CHRONIC COUCH3.
The grtnt retnedtf for Consumption, and
Wasting in CJMren. &Jd by all Druggists.
CATA
Ely's Cream Balm
Cleanses the Nasal Passages. Al
lays Inflammation. Heals tho Soroa.
Beatoree tho Senses of Tasto, Smell
fiTtrt TTnariTig.
A particle la aplicl lata each aeetr 11 anal
la aaveeaale. Price SOr. at Draaelsta or by
SLYBEOTHERSWanenSUHew iore.
PRINCIPAL POINTS
EAST, WEST
NORTH and SOUTH
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m nr.wiu to wwib ..
OolfiaMcdJcal Djseomr aires Jn-ors.
frost the common pimple. b,0r012ptloPn
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TTT - tfl. Inlaa ntamasaasw WwYirillflISBB
asanas v ' .-: -
gaadwellmAtorpdGtediGoi:
gTor WcaTKaS. and Satin Sores or
cttaa. sever congas. Amuaam, mm . -veetioas,
Ik is a soTeretom reae4y. . It
PoSpuT cures the ewesttausha.
TOlfcrpld Lhrer. BiUooeBeafcor Llwr
frkaSior Shottles 1 or tJSXL
Ceaasmptiea Sarely Cared.
To thb Editor Please inform your
readers that I have a positive remedy
for the above named disease. By its
timely use thousands of hopeless cases
have been permanently enred. I shall
be glad to send two bottles of my reme
dy bek to any of your readers who have
consumption if they will send me their
express and post office address. Bespect
fally, T. A. Suxnm, M. O, 181 Pearl
street, New York. 30y
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