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jjt ? p J V - - " t. y -5. I - . ,1 ,. , 7 : r. . , -, ,- g"SnnSSSSl St frf I If l.f g -J-' "n"5pRnnSSS"aW S S M ar M w " "VX CHAPTER XH I. Continued. To all purposes, I was a caged pris- oser. The risk I had run to spy on them would be to bo purpose unless I could surprise them at their night's work. I raged at my impotence. Then I thought of the window. Perhaps there was a balcony. There was no blind .at the window, "but wooden shutters that fastened with a catch. I pushed open the French windows. Yes, there was the halcony, and to my joy I saw that it extended the length of the suite. And now a new difficulty stared me In the face. At any moment,, they might enter the bedroom, and when I had gained the balcony, outside the salon, would shutters prevent my see ing within? As to the first risk I must take it The door had jammed before; it -would "jam again. The noise made in opening it would give me some warn ing. I gained the balcony; there we're shutters, but I could see readily through the interstices. It was the apartment we had first entered; and it 'bore unmistakable signs of having been minutely ran--sacked. A large empire desk had been pried open. Papers had been abstract ed from the drawers and pigeonholes; they lay about in confusion. In more than one place the carpet had been lorn up at the edges. As I peered cautiously within. Dr. Starva was lowering the Venetian "blind of another window. Evidently they were searching the room with the knowledge that an article of value was hidden there. I heard Madame de Varnier cry out ctcttedly. A packet, concealed be tween the slats of a Venetian blind, had fallen to the floor. Without a doubt it was for this packet of papers that they had been searching. Madame de Varnier tore the envelope in feverish haste. She scanned the contents of the papers with intense eagerness. Dr. Starva looking over her shoulder. As they read, their faces expressed disap pointment and chagrin. Dr. Starva questioned Madame de Varnier repeat edly. She put aside his fierce inquiries with impatience. And now I made a second discovery. I thought I understood the meaning of this extraordinary plot in coming to the hotel at Vitznau. I had guessed long since that I bore a sufficiently striking resemblance to Sir Mortimer Brett to deceive at least the first cas ual glance. Otherwise, why the amaze ment of the Bretts and Madame de Varnier in first seeing me1? How else could I explain the events of the night? They had drugged me, or at tempted to do so, that I might be olilhious to inconvenient inquiries or greetings. The hat and cloak of Sir "Mortimer, which Dr. Starva had pro cured in some manner, were unusual enough in character to be readily rec ognized by the servants of the hotel. Sir Mortimer was known to be ill, and "my condition would arouse no sus picion. All the facts as I swiftly reviewed them fitted neatly. The inference was unmistakable: This was the suite of Sir Mortimer Brett. They had come for the packet of papers they were now reading. The presence of Sir Mortimer Brett with them had gained them ready admis sion to his rooms. And now that they had found the papers? Had I served my purpose? Was the Invitation to Madame de Varnier's chateau a ruse cleverly planned sim ply to bring me to this hotel as Sir Mortimer? In that case I must be alert that they did not slip through my hands, leaving me here in Sir Mortimer's rooms to explain my predicament on the morrow as best I might. Or was this the prelude to other ad ventures even more exciting? Was the game only just begun? Still I watched them intently, while these perplexing questions demanded an answer. They had finished the pa pers now. Dr. Starva was seated in sullen gloom; Madame de Varnier glided to and fro in angry indecision. A loud knock on the door opening into the hall startled me almost as much as themselves. Madame de Var nier thrust the papers into the bosom of her dress; then, while Dr. Starva at a sign from her answered the sum mons, she hastily restored the room to outward signs of order." "What is it? Who is there?" Starva demanded in an agitated voice. "It is Henri, the concierge," replied the intruder. "To-morrow, to-morrow." ' "But there is an English gentleman who says that he must see his Excel lency." It would be difficult to say whether this startling request alarmed them Biore than it did myself. I listened breathless. Dr. Starva's presence of mind seemed to have quite deserted him. He drew a revolver from his pocket Madame de Varnier made a contemptuous sign expressive of his folly. He thrust it into his coat again; renewed his expostulations to the con cierge. But the man was persistent At last; at a signal from Madame de Varnier, he was admitted to the room. The presence of Madame dd Vavnier startled him. For the first time she spoke "My dear man. be discreet Behold me, a woman, and at this hour of the night in a gentleman's apartment Is not that a reason that you exercise your discretion?" It was cleverly done, her pertuba tion and distraction. She made her -appeal dramatically, her hands clasped in her anxiety "Madam is mistaken if she thinks am not discreet" protested the little CoofysKSST.tooc. iwDJtfrU7i!yfC&nirt man. "If it were possible I would shield madam. But he stands without in the hall, this stubborn Englishman. Madam can save her reputation only fay retreating to the bedroom. Have no fear, I shall not betray madam." It was time for me to beat a hasty retreat But my curiosity still held me. "Have I not told you," fiercely in terrupted Dr. Starva, "that it is not his Excellency who is here with madam? It is a Mr. Haddon, and madam is his nurse and I am his physician. Tell this stubborn English man that imbecile." " "Monsieur will please be reasonable. I cannot, help using my eyes." "Use them yourself If you will,' des perately replied Starva. "But at least you need not tell this Englishman the truth." "It is impossible to deceive him," persisted the concierge. "All day he has been waiting for his Excellency. A quarter of an hour ago he was smoking in the garden below. He has seen the light shining through the shutters c2 his Excellency's apartment He knows that it is the apartment of his Excellency." "You can tell him that you have placed Mr. Haddon In these rooms for the night only," persuaded Dr. Starva, producing his pocketbook. "No, monsieur," replied the con cierge sorrowfully, his eyes on the notes held toward him, "it is impossi ble. He will tell the manager and I shall lose my place. "Go to this Englishman." lntor- 4"Your Excellency!" He Said rupted Madame de Varnier; "demand, his business. Say that his Excellency is ill, very ill. There have been days that he has not slept His physician and his nurse have grave fears for his life if he is aroused. To awaken him is perhaps to bring on again a crisis of the nerves. But as soon as he awakes we will summon the English man." "I go," the servant assented reluct antly. "But it will be useless." I dared not await the result of his errand. I returned deliberately to my bed, deliberately, so that I might not lose my breath. I was in a terrible predicament To rescue myself 'from it I must make known my true Identity without an instant's delay. The knowledge that I certainly should not be believed made me hisitate. No; I had gone too far to retreat now. If my strait proved absolutely desperate and a confession was Inevitable, I should be believed as readily later as now. In the meantime chance might favor me; and my ruse be not wholly in vain. CHAPTER XIV. The King's Messenger. A minute passed and the bedroom door was again opened. Madame de Varnier and Dr. Starva conversed In hurried whispers, the electric light shining full on my face. I moved about restlessly, but did not open my eyes. Presently the woman seated herself at" my bedside. Dr. Starva left the room, the door being slightly ajar. I could not resist the temptation to halt open my eyes. Madame de Var nier was praying fervently, regarding with passionate adoration a jeweled cross held btfore her eyes. A peremp tory knock at the door of the drawing room opening on the corridor put an abrupt end to these devotions, which seemed to me so incongruous. She clasped her hands; she listened, rigid with'anxiety. It may be imagined that I myself listened, scarcely less anx ious. It was the concierge again. "Here is the Englishman's card. He says he is a king's messenger. He brings important dispatches.- He in sists that were his Excellency at the jflat of death he Bust none th less place these dispatches In his hands to night" "Bat as his Excellency's physician I forbid it" replied Dr.. Starra,' with-determination. "And," entreated the woman gliding to the door, "can you not make him understand how disagreeable it would be for me to be surprised In these, rooms, and that it would annoy Sir Mortimer beyond measure?" "It is useless, madam. 'Have I not told him that embarrassing circum stances make it impossible that his Excellency be officially recognized to night?" "And still be insists?" inquired Star va angrily. "As only the stubborn English can insist He Is outside the door at this moment' He has sent me to' you, not to ask permission, but 'to announce his coming. He refuses 'to go' away until he has seen 'his Excellency. If the door is not opened in five minutes he will call the manager of the hotel." "HIs'name?" "I am giving you his card. . "Captain Reginald. Forbes," read Madame de Varnier. "Well, we will admit this Captain Forbes." I listened to this dialogue with a trepidation that deprived me of power to think or act .That fatal Indecision which, on certainly one occasion, had already brought its tragic penalty again seized me. The crisis Impend ing might leave in its wake' conse quences too grave to be thought of might leave me a man 'disgraced and liable to the extseme penalty of the law. And yet I lay still, in a night mare of indecision and inaction. It was the same numbness of will that had paralyzed me on the Stralegg Pass. Heaven grant that the conse quences now be not as disastrous! I heard the slick of a revolver. Then Captain Forbes was admitted to the salon, r "Where Is Sir Mortimer Brett?" he demanded harshly. "I must see him without further delay. May I ask who you are, sir?" "The physician of his Excellency," replied .Starva, bowing. He was no longer attempting to deny that I was Sir Mortimer Brett "Sir Mortimer Gently. "Your Excellency!' is seriously ill. I refuse 'to permit him to be disturbed. I have brought him here to Vitznau, hoping that the old surroundings may induce him to Lsleep. It is a nervous disorder that has prostrated Sir Mortimer. He has suffered terribly from insomnia. There are moments when he is delirious. To bring him sleep it was 'necessary to give him an opiate, you understand. If he' is awakened he may be sane or he may deny his very identity." 'lirktK to This nuimr' 1 . UM.U 0 U0 AWU. "Captain Forbes, I forbid' it It Is impossible. I warn, you " Madame de Varnier opened the dodr of the bedroom quietly. ' "If the gentleman insists on awak ing Sir Mortimer we are powerless," she said gently. "But at least let him not be excited more than necessary, sir." "I shall endeavor to follow your 'in structions, madam," said Forbes stiffly. Denounced Boon to Mankind Seventeenth Century Wii Saw . No Good in Spectacles. A certain English vicar made him self notorioas by the vigor with which in the seventeenth century, he in veighed against the use of the newly invented optic glasses, since they per verted vision and made all things ap pear in an unnatural and therefore a false light Microscopes and tele scopes, with their, array, of lenses, he declared to be impostors, since a man could not seejso well with two pairs of spectacles as with one. Some as serted it to be sinful to assist the eyes, which were adapted by Providence to 'the capacity of the individual, whether good, bad or indifferent It was argued that society at large would He strode to my seissts.v,! imagine with what breathless anxiety the adventurers watched hiss. Was he sufficiently intimate with Sir Mor timer Brett to denounce me instantly as aa impostor? . ? 1 "Your Excellency! he said ganfiy. "Your Excellency!" t The immedhtta danger of discovery was past At least he had not de tected the deception so far. He called me again; he shook my shoulder re spectfully. J opened, my eyes.) "What is it?"I denuuded, bewildered. I am horrified today .when I think of the facility, that .was mine ,in -playlnt this game ef intrigue. I looked lan guidly from Captain Forbes to Madame de Varnier, who had resumed her seat at the bedside,- -The question was ad dressed to her. , .- She took my hand. "This is Captain Forbes, a hing'smessengerf He has brought yon dispatches of impor tance." -io t "Ah, yes," I said wearily, and looked at him with dull eyes. "I am sorry to. arouse you, sir." Contempt for the man struggled with respect for his office.' "But, my, orders at the Foreign Office were to give you these papers at the earliest possible moment The business is -urgent May I suggest that you read them at once?" My eyes unconsciously turned to Madame de Varnier for guidance. She, stroked my hand gently. ' "Do you not see that he is in no condition to be disturbed to-night ?? she asked indignantly. For the first time Captain Forbes hesitated. He placed one sunburned hand on Mis breast as- if to guard jeal ously the dispatches he bore. That he should hesitate -at all seemed to me incredible. But Captain Forbes seemed a fair example of that type of Englishman who perfosms his duty with the stubbornness and obstinacy of a fool as well as a herd. Chance often determines which of the two characters he shaft assume. It is true he had not the remotest suspicion that I was not Sir Mortimer. But surely he must see that I was in the power of these adventurers. All my fears reached a climax, when, looking steadily at me a mo ment, he turned to the others: "I must speak to Sir Mortimer alone." I saw Starva grasp the revolver con cealed beneath his coat Madame de Varnier silenced the protests on his lips with a meaning glance. She real ized the uselessness of further resist-' ance. "You will not excite him more than necessary," she entreated anxiously. "And you must not be surprised to find his mind still confused as a result of the opiate given him." "I shall spare him as far as possi ble," Forbes replied with some stern ness. Drawing himself erect his arms folded, he waited until the door had closed behind them. My first impulse was to put an end to this farce. But again I hesitated. They "were listening outside that door; every suspicion was alert; the slight est cause would fan the suspicion to a flame. And then, what? I should have made myself ridiculous to no purpose. I had gone far In my reckless venture too far to risk all by attempting to warn captain rorDes at uus crucial moment His brain worked too slowly he was too deficient in imagination too much lacking In subtlety, and finesse. I refused recklessly, if you will, but deliberately to risk the suc cess of my scheme by drumming into the dull brain of Captain Forbes the true state of affairs. It would have taken him a good quarter of "an hour to grasp merely .the facts. At that time he would understand just enough of them to be stubbornly v convinced that I was equally involved with the other two, but he would think my nerve had failed me and that I was attempting to purchase my own free dom from punishment at the expense of the others. And certainly they would drag me down with them, if for no other purpose than revenge. No; this was not the hour for confi dences; Captain Forbes .was not the man to be made a confidant at such an hour. . ' He looked down at me with cold re spect Outwardly I met his steady look with something of fortitude and composure, but, beneath the clothes my two hands were clenched rigid. From a silk bag suspended about his neck he produced two envelopes. He weighed them in his hand a-moment; then he placed the bulkier of the two in its silk case. The other he held toward me. "The Foreign Office, sir, has intrust ed to me two dispatches. My orders are to place them in your hands at the earliest opportunity. But one of these dispatches I know to be of great' Im portance. I shall therefore keep it for the .present unless you demand it" "No, no," I muttered hoarsely, "I cannot receive It now." ' "Then to-morrow,-sir, I shall hope to find you in better health. Then I shall give you the second dispatch. This one I leave with you now, and may I suggest that you read It at your earliest convenience?" ' (TO BE CONTINUED.) ' become demoralized by the use of I'spectacles; they would give one man fan unfair advantage over his fellow. and every man an unfair advantage over every woman, who could not he expected on aesthetic .and intellectual grounds to adopt the practice. Outspoken. A representative from a southwest-, era state was not long ago lamenting to a colleague that his memory was getting poorer each year. v "Things that I hear go In at one ear and out at the other,"-he said. "That's bad." said .the colleague, with a broad smile; "but you'd better be thankful that your case -is not as bad: as that of, .Blank. of Indiana.'. Things go in at his eax1aadrcome.ourJ of his mouth." Harper's Weekly. TB Kcrsai Haw the Lavish Dis ptev of Love and Admiration Which the Lustv Young Heir to the Throne ot Spain Is Heceivino flroqi His Adoring Parents Shows That Thqf e Just the SameosEveryOther " Newtvwcd " Cbtjpie After AJL The Newlyweds baby has been dis covered in real life. He is no figment f George McManus' imagination, no creation of the comic artist but a real, breathing; "Da-da-lng" Infant, the pride and ruler of the household. And his parents? Why, Mr. and Mrs. Newlywed,- of course. Their actual names? Well, Mr. Newlywed's real name is Alfonso, and his pretty little wife is called Victoria. The baby's name- is Alfonso Pio Crlstine Eduardo Francisco GuHlennd Carlos Enrique Fernando Antonio. And he is the prince of the Asturias, heir ap parent to the throne of Spain! All the world loves a lever, and all the world laughs at-the pretty pranks of a young couple with their first baby. They do such ridiculous things, they talk such foolish baby talk, and seem so oblivious of what others may think of them. 'Every one recognizes the Newlyweds as drawn by McManus in The World, and that is the reason of their great success as a comic feature. But although it is generally known that their prototypes must .ex ist in real life, it was hardly to be ex pected that so dignified a couple as the king and -queen of Spain would furnish so notable an example. Yet the papers are ringing with stories of their antics as proud, silly parents, and if ever there were a Mr. and Mrs. Newlywed they are' the ones. Not only all Madrid, which has the honor of being the nursery; v of the young prince, but all the world is in terested in the daily events in the palace where this scion of royalty is being nurtured through his early in fancy, says the New York World." v Curiosity Is Universal. "What is he doing? How is he to day? Has he a good nurse? Can he put his toe in his mouth yet?" These are daily questions encountered at the Madrid bridge parties and in the shop ping hour. Curiosity is fed by a plethora of details which are allowed to creep out of the palace without mueh restraint The populace and the royal family seem nearer together than ever before. It is all the work of that baby. From all that can be learned, the young king and his bride are a most human pair. The king is just a fa ther, proud of his baby, and taking more .interest In him than a parent usually shows. For instance, we learn that the other day he went in the nursery and happened to see some picture-books that had been giv en the baby. The young- prince Is hardly old enough yet to enjoy -picture-books, but people don't think of those blngs when they get presents for a baby. So the picture-books were there., The king picked one up and glanced through it, one eye fixd admiringly on the prince, who was trying to put his fist in his royal eye. The king gave a little exclamation as he turned the pages. ' "Why," said he, "this is not good meat on which to feed-a prince of Spain. Listen to this." Thereupon he read aloud to the queen: '-' 'Her diddle diddle, the cat and the fid dle. The cow jumped over the moon. J The little dog laughed to see such sport 72-DAY POKER GAME. Ship Was Icebound; but the Whisky Supply Was Unlimited., Old "Judge" Cooley,.who never gets weary of talking to his many friends of the early period of his life when he was anr officer in the American merchant marine service, talked to a tew visitors who called on him at his qaasters in one of the leading down town hotels recently, of the time when he, with the other officers of the craft to' which he belonged, played poker day and night for about three months, or to be accurate as the usbane and handsome "judge" declares "for just exactly 72 days." i "This." said the retired sailor man, "was in the winter of 1883, and a very cold winter it was. I was then attach ed to the-good old ship Simpson Horn er. She was a fine old craft, and her duty was that of towiqg coal barges from Louisville to New Orleans. My rank aboard the ship was that of as gtstaat watohnmn, and my special -i ii Aad the dish ran-'away "with the SPOOR.' 1 . "And the pictures!" he exclaimed. "They are not the things I wish my son to be brought up en.' No, throw them away and let the little darling have picture-books filled with Spanish soldiers so that he can see bright uni forms and have his little heart filled with thoughts of war and giorjr. What says the little precious?" And the royal stripling assented, saying "Da-da! da-da-dal" Affairs ef State Forgotten. It Is said that the king Is neglecting affairs of state on account of the baby, and at times when he should be sit ting in council can be found playing on the nursery floor with his little son. The'other day there was a hue and cry. The king's sceptre could not be found, and it was wanted at once. They found it in the nursery, the prince of the Asturias had it Did, thejr take it away? No! But the king told all the councillors about it, and de clared that It was the cutest 'thing that the little rascal had yet done. The young king's assumption of the role of Mr. Newlywed took- place on the day of the baby's birth, when, we read, he appeared before the waiting party of nobles with the little shaver en a silver tray, his majesty's face wearing an expression of "smiling pride and fatherly joy." The king was gone, and the tickled daddy had taken his place. Since then the pa ners have been filled with stories showing how closely the royal parent resembles the amusing creation of Mr. McManus. . First of all, the king showed great concern over possible kidnaping of his young son. So did Mr. Newlywed, as will he remembered, and once when he thought the baby had been stolen, he made 'the town hideous with his moans. Alfonso had guards placed all about the palace, and none could come or go. without 'having every bundle searched to see if it might contain the little prince. aood Omen at Christening. At the christening, when the baby was laden with the handicap of names that it must carry through life, the in fant held in the king's arms, cried as the water was placed on its forehead. One of the Costly Lace Dresses Pro vided for Baby Alfonso. Mr. Newlywed that is, King Alfonso smiled so widely that the assembled multitude burst into cheers. "It's good luck," said he to the queen, who stood by him; "the little darling cries. That means good for tune!" And the baby said, "Da-da! da-da-da-da!" c Mrs. Newlywed, Queen Victoria, wanted to nurse the baby herself. This shocked the natives. No queen of Spain had ever done such a thing before. But this queen insisted. "I wouldn't have anyone else nursing my little precious," she said. But- at length it was found impracticable, and a wet nurse was brought in from the peasant districts. The queen inspect ed the candidates for this important post herself, and the final selection was made by her. while Mr. Newly- wed, down' in the parlor, told a select Batherine of grandees seme new "uie"nl ot 8tUUCTB "" function was that of keening the lamps trimmed. On the north-bound trip in the winter I am talking about we got stalled in the ice just about the vicinity of Paducah, Ky., and we couldnt get out' "So the only thing we could do," said the oM gentleman, "was to make the time pass as pleasantly as possi ble, and to do that we resorted to the great American game of poker. We were in no danger of starvation, as when we left New Orleans we bad eight dressed hogs, a whole JSarrel of New Orleans molasses, plenty of flour and a whole lot of coffee. 3r7e had a number of visitors that winter, principally young farmers, who made a trip over the ice almost every night to take a hand in our social lit tle poker game. Where we were stall ed up was just abreast a little island near .the mouth of the Tennessee riv er. Some of our farmer visitors were on the inside concerning the way of 1 getting all the moonshine whisky we wanted so you see we didn't suffer a bit for that particular necessity of life stories ef the stthjfshsesv Accordtag to reverts, the ranetteofn. of fed velvet oM braid. ; leaHaca of ceis. earrings to ssteh, a large handkerchief covering the heir. silt stockings aad low pa 11 lealEey stoes with silver Iwekles." The kiag, it is said,' Baby1 Book" ' la this little dound in white parchment beUishew with geld nutating, h and the queen keep a dairy account ft the baby. His .weight, the .enter bin eyes, his way of smiling aidr.jlhl' is set down carefully,, and; when the first tooth is cut and the first word pronounced they will' 'be given ' place on the paces. Like All Other Babies. No doubt the prince of the Asturias is just like all other babies: The fact that there is still. fear laronad the pal ace that he may be kidnaped aad a changeling put in his place proves that the royal parents are afraid that they couldn't tell him from." one .ef their Infant peasant subjects. If ha looks like other baoieiC then he un doubtedly behaves like them. He wiS, of course, go through 'the period of teething, and probably will not hesi tate to-howl his royal head off when he becomes mixed up" with the colic. wsrfcs fWffBhafestsB WaaM ssaefl saM: Sat1- I "T ' I I 71 ?M Sh V m flnacSysSMMagjSnaiMift 9BBBtcSVHHaHMBflnHBBBB9vw LafHsaV' ssSl The Magnificent Cradle in Which the Royal Baby, Alfonso Pie Crletino Eduardo Francisco Guillerme Carlos Enrique Fernande Antonio, Prince of the Asturias, Takes His Afternoon Naps. On such occasions the king win, of course, walk the floor with him at night, while the queen heats the para goric. The prince of the Asturias will soon reach the "bright saying" age. When that shall have come they will be parlous times for the Spanish grandee. When the, king comes into the council chamber with a smile on his face, some day, they will be able to tell by all the signs that he is just about to spring "the very latest thing the little fellow has just said." Then they will have to listen while he tells them all about it There will be no escape, any more than there is from the averaga proud father who retails' the remarks of his young hopeful to a bored crowd on a street corner. His First Achievement. There will be fun about the palace when the prince of the Asturias first creeps over to a table and pulls him self up on his wabbly legs by means of the table cloth. Then can yon imagine the excitement on the part of Mr. and Mrs. Newlywed? The entire entourage of courtiers will be brought in to see the wonderful happening, and, of course, the court photographer will be called, to take a picture of his royal highness standing up. Uniforms will be ordered for him, for then ho will have become old enough to be a general in the army (ex parte) .and troops will be reviewed for him. Nothing in these accounts of , the family life of the king and queen will astonish young parents who read them. But it is surprising that royalty .can so far forget itself as to act like ordinary humanity. The fact of the matter must be that King Alfonso and Queen Victoria are avery loving, lov able pair, filled with human nature, democratic and good-natured. Tho baby, then, must inherit these good traits, and his development will ha watched a good deal more joyfully by the world than if his dai)y doings were hedged about with mystery. Doubtless, before long the king aad queen and ' the royal 'stripling will have furnished the Newlywed artist with some good material for coords pictures. "No, sir," said the judge, "we dldnt have any biekerlngs of any account, not half as many as I hear these fash ionable ladies have when they get to gether and play bridge whist "Some of the chips these fellows put up would make a cow smile," said the old towboat man. "Sometlntes. when a fellow didn't have much coin. he set up a chicken or a dozen or a barnyard duck, valued at the : ket price, and used the meKhandiao as chips. I won a pig once. It waa a lucky night for me. and 'everybody was cut of the game excepting one young fellow. I raised him eight dol lars, and as he didn't have the cash, he proposed that he would call me it I would accept a good-sized shoat of the value of eight dollars. Of coursn his word was good, bnt I won out Tha next 'morning' at nice o'clock the young fellow was there with the porkt "1 tell you they were good old times that winter when the gay old Simpson Horner cot stalled in the ice and crew, from captain to cabin boy, cd their imprisonment playing poker.' Washington Post i ?.; J I 1 M . I $l lr "V Tf t t , -rj'A.s -t Skil liT Tr. -i. -'-. . . " KttdtL ,-r-r tsj efcSSv&g&r ;&&3Sgc.-i. iE&&8&&i$2k&& i.-'i te&&i&S&$&i rtSM&i&&& ,$kt& &,r.wag