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The suite allotted me was at the end.
of a gloomy corridor. I threw open
one of the narrow windows. The
noisy stream below, beating futilely
against the walls, almost deafened the
voice of the servant as he asked if he
could be of assistance to me. I looked
out. There was a sheer drop of some
50 feet
That fact vaguely disconcerted me.
The words of Dr.Starva were a jarring
note that sobered my excitement.
When I had dressed I was almost pre
pared to find the massive door of my
chamber locked or barred. I had en
tered the spider's web audaciously
enough. To escape might be less
simple.
The dinner was simply but well
served in a small dining-room. Had
my situation been less serious I might
have felt some humor at the elaborate
deference shown me by my compan
ions for the benefit of the two servants
who waited on us. Even Dr. Starva
followed the lead of Madame de Var
nier in solemn if cynical obedience.
But did Madame de Varnier believe
me so complaisant a fool, that, like
another Hottom. I was expected in this
modern Midsummer Night's Dream to
accept this deference without ques
tion? I became more and more con
vinced that he did not. Once she
even referred to the events of the
night before in such a manner that 1
believed her not ignorant of my true
condition. If she were persuaded that
I had been acting a part then, that
would account for her confidence in
expecting me to continue acting that
part. It would give her encourage
ment that I was the willing tool she
looked for.
And suppose that she really believed
that, did she think that I expected no
reward? She had hinted that in serv
ing her ends I was to serve myself as
well. But Madame de Varnier was
not the kind of woman to believe that
a man would be allured by a promise
so vague. Then the reward?
She had protested that she had not
expected me to fall in love with her.
She had protested that, but in the
same breath she had confessed a half
resolve to bring me to her feet. Now
as she exerted every charm of coquet
ry she was giving the lie to her own
words. Oh. the reward was obvious
enough, if I chose to take it
"We will smoke our cigarettes in
my favorite music room. You must
hear Dr. Starva play on the 'cello.
You have had the liiano carefully
tuned, Jacques?"
"All is in readiness." replied the
servant, as he preceded us with can
dles. Dr. Starva had pushed back his chair
eagerly. For the first time since I had
met him his face lost something of
its heavy sullen expression.
"My fingers have not the practice,"
he said modestly, "but to play with
Madame de Varnier ah, that is worth
while."
We were in the music room that
Madame de Varnier had described to
.me so enthusiastically the day before.
Dimly lighted with wax candles, pan
eled in dark oak to the ceiling, the
floor waxed and polished to a dazzling
luster, it was a room almost bare, but
it had its melancholy charm. There
was little furniture. At one end of
the room was a row of carved seats
built into the wall. There were no
pictures or" tapestries. The one touch
of color was the vivid flame of blaz
ing logs.
"The strife of the world, its lies
and its shams, I leave behind when I
eater here." said Madame de Varnier
sentimentally. "Look. I throw open
this casement. The noisy Aare drawns
my voice. Beyond, you see the moon
light on the valleys, and still bexond,
the mountains. This is your seat.
Once this was a chapel; in these
carved seats the monks chanted ves
pers; In the seat of honor which you
occupy drowsed the father superior.
When you hear the enchanting melo
dies of Dr. Starva you will not have
lived in vain."
This hour at least was innocent.
Perhaps it was the lull before the
storm, but why should I look for clouds
when the heavens were clear?
The long, darkly paneled room, its
shining floor seeming to rise and fall
mysteriously in the flickering fire
light, the noisy murmur of the stream
below, the white moonlight that strug
- gled feebly through the casement win
dows all had its charm. And these
two adventurers, unscrupulous and
conscienceless, had abandoned them
selves for the moment to the joy of
their music.
I looked over toward Madame de
Varnier. The shaded light of the can
dles fell rja her white shoulders. The
splendo of her beauty had never
seeme more seductive.
I ajsed myself incredulously if this
dreading woman was the desperate
adventuress whom Locke had warned
me sinst.
S:jiy she looked where I sat; I
seeded to draw her eyes toward me.
She smiled vaguely, a smile that was
adorable yes, I could almost persuade
myself that it was the smile of an
innocent girl. For a moment I was
content to forget the unpleasant task
that was before me; to invest even
the monster by her side in the garb of
humanity.
The servant who had shown me to
my rooms appeared at the door, let
ters on his salver. I held up my hand
warningly to him that he should not
disturb them, and motioned that he
bring the letters to me. He did so
without either of the musicians notic
ing bis entrance.
The sonata of Beethovea swept to
" Its glorious climax.? I 'started td"my
feet to take the letters to Madame de
Varaier.
But without a pause Dr. Starva be
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gan a tender romance. The woman
sat at the piano, her bands falling idly
to her lap.
Again she smiled across the room
at me. But now it was no longer
spontaneous. The lips held something
of that indefinable cruelty of that
woman of the Renaissance made fa
mous by Da Vinci. I frowned; I re
fused to meet that smile.
Then, as I looked down deliberately,
I felt myself turn pale. A shudder
convulsed me.
I was gazing in horror at an en
velope that bore the interdicted stamp
of Bulgaria, the death-mask.
Did she know the ghastly signifi
cance of that double stamp? Was she
lone of the desperate band that had
doomed Ferdinand?
I resolved to play a hazardous expe
riment I would thrust that stamp un
der her eyes without warning. Con
summate actress though she was, she
would find it difficult to repress a
tremor if she were guilty.
Dr. Starva's head was still bent lov
ingly over his 'cello. I reached the
piano without disturbing him.
I placed the letters in front of
Madame de Varnier, the envelope that
bore the death-mask on the top of the
little pile. I watched her closely.
She took the letters carelessly in
her hands. The stamp at once ar
rested her attention. She regarded it
with a frank curiosity. She even
called my attention to it
"It is one of the new Issue," she
whispered, so as not to disturb Dr.
Starva; and continued to sort her let
ters. I was almost convinced of her inno-
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His Hairy Hand Closed Over the Letter.
cence, but not quite.
I had yet my
experiment to play.
She had opened one of the letters
and was engrossed in its contents. As
for Dr. Starva, he was lost to the
world.
I took the envelope that bore the
mysterious symbol, and placing it in
such a manner that the death-mask
could be most easily seen by the wom
an, I began to trace the likeness of
Prince Ferdinand, meanwhile watch
ing her intently.
Her letter was short. Its meaning
had excited her strangely. For some
time she was regardless of my action.
But presently she followed the mo
tions of my pencil as I traced the
eyes closed in death, the drooping
niouth, and the gaping wound.
Still my pencil moved slowly but
carefully over the features of the
doomed prince. I began to think I
must be more explicit after all.
And then her hands fell lifeless on
the keys. The crash echoed discord
antly in the empty room. Dr. Starva
looked up in angry surprise. Madame
de Varnier had fainted.
Dr. Starva shuffled rapidly to her
side; he shook her shoulder.
"Sophie! Sophie!" he cried, end
then he saw the letter and its stamp.
His fcvee was suddenly distorted.
His ha&y hand closed over the letter.
She liiid it rigid even in her uncon
sciousness. He unbent her jeweled
fingers with cruel strength. Xow he
looked at me with the suspicion and
hate of a savage beast brought to bay.
How much do you know?'.' his bias
ing eyes asked. "And if I do know?"
mine answered.
Slowly Madame de Varnier opened
her eyes. Equally anxious, Starva and
myself watched her recover conscious
ness. I was quite' convinced now that she
had not been aware of the significance'
of that stamp'. The horror that had
deprived 'her of her reason for the
time being proved that The fierce
haste with." which Dr. Starva bad
snatched the letter from her lifeless
hand and had concealed it, bore out
my coavictioa. Then if my surmises
were correct, would she communicate
to Dr. Starva her newly acquired
knowledge?
"It was the beat I think, and the
fatigue of the journey," were the first
words she spoke. I heard them with
relief. Beyond question she wished
to conceal from Starva that she had
seen the death-mask. v
Whether he was satisfied with her
reasons ''was' less certain. He paced
the length of the room, his head bent
in thought; his intertwined fingers,
moving agitatedly, betrayed, his con
cern. Madame de Varnier carefully
avoided my gaze and played idly. But
I noticed that if Dr. Starva had been
enraged that she had seen the letter
with its death-mask, Madame de Var
nier was anxious that he' should not
know of the existence pi the letter
that had excited her. It had fallen to
the floor. When his back was turned
she had stooped swiftly and placed it
in the bosom of her dress.
Was the letter she was so careful to
hide from him merely personal? Or
was its message of moment? If so, if
it.-were concerned with the strange
game these two were playing, it meant
that either mistrusted the other.
I welcomed such a possibility. That
fact might simplify my own action.
At least it showed that Madame de
Varnier was not abjectly the creature
of this infamous scoundrel.
The strained situation was happily
relieved by the entrance of the serv
ant who had brought in the letters.
Instinctively the three of 'us assumed
a certain unconcern, as is the manner
of the world before servants.
He brought a card to Madame de
Varnier. She took It from the salver
quietly, but her hand trembled as she
read the name engraved on it.
We had all three heard that name
before. Its crisp, Anglo-Saxon nomen
clature gave one the impression of a
strong, dogged personality that pur
sued, and yet pursued. J"
"Captain Reginald Forbes!"
That was the name she read in a
low voice.
CHAPTER XVII.
Captain Forbes Intrudes.
There was a silence lasting several
seconds. Panic was written on both
their faces. Evidently they had looked
; for no such intrusion as this above
all for no visitor so inconvenient as
the king's messenger. They had con
fidently counted on a clear field for
the execution of their plans. That
they should have been traced to the
chateau so easily and so quickly threw
them into consternation. Dr. Starva
was the first to recover his presence
of mind.
"Whom does he wish to see this
time?" he demanded harshly.
"He asks for his Excellency, the
English ambassador," replied the serv
ant, looking at me askance. "But if
he is engaged, or not well, he is anx
ious to speak with madam."
At first I was surprised that the
man had not brought the card direct
ly to myself. It was strange that he
V
Watches for the Blind
Simple Invention That Is Great Boon
to Sightless Mortals.
The blind, like other mortals, wish
to know, the time exactly, and as very
few of them are in a position to se
cure a good repeating watch, whose
cost is always great, they have to be
content with ordinary watches, and
taking the crystal out of the face they
ascertain the time by the angles and
position of the hands, which frequent
ly causes disarrangement of the tirea
piece. In view of these difficulties a for
eign firm has constructed a watch
for the blind;- which represents the
figures in allegorical manner, anl ap
parently is very convenient The
signs in relief are the following: One
o'clock, one dot; two o'clock, two
dots-three o'clock, a triangle; four
o'clock, a square; five o'clock, a ave
pointed star; six o'clock,' an elipse.
These same signs are repeated in
bas-relief representing the hours from
six to 12. The number ot signs is
should ignore me if he had been given'
to understand that I was Sir Mortimer.
But if he were in the confidence of
Madame de Varnier he would do pre
cisely that
Frankly, the coming of Captain
Forbes at this time was a surprise
scarcely less disagreeable for me than
for them. To-morrow, ' or the day
after, he would have been perhaps
only too welcome. But now the intru
sion was premature. It interfered
with my own plans as well as theirs.
More than that, I could have wished
myself in a position to forewarn him,
to explain my tactics. It looked as' If
I were again in danger of being caught
red-handed in a criminal deception.
More than ever would Captain Forbes
be convinced that I was one of the
conspirators if he discovered at this
moment that I was not Sir Mortime
The man and woman conversed to
gether excitedly in a barbaric tongue.
Dr. Starva, it was evident, was vehe
mently advocating some plan; Madame
de Varnier opposing It. But the shock
to which she had been subjected pre
vious to the coming of Captain Forbes
had left her unstrung, almost apa
thetic. Hitherto the man had been
sulkily subservient to the woman; now
his animal strength fought for the
ascendency. He was brushing away
her agitated protests. It was he who
commanded the servant:
"Show this Captain Forbes to the
armory. I shall see him myself."
Again he spoke fiercely to Madame
de Varnier. She listened to him in
silence, her eyes cast down. He
strode to the door, stood there a mo
ment hesitating, then left the room,
shutting the door behind him.
Madame de Varnier remained where
he had left her, trembling violently,
her hands covering her face. This
was my opportunity to appeal to the
woman, and not the adventuress. I
took her unresisting hand and led her
to one of the carved seats.
"Madame de Varnier, it is a desper
ate game you are playing." I said,
sternly yet gently. "I don't know what
the stakes are, but you are not going
to win them."
A white hand clung to my coat
sleeve. "Why do you say that?" she
cried, staring at me with affrighted
eyes.
I pointed silently to the card she
still held in her hand.
"There is one factor to be reckoned
with."
She tossed her head in defiance.
"Dr. Starva has reckoned with him al
ready, my friend. Perhaps not in the
best way, but effectually at least. And
the other?"
"Well, there is myself."
She smiled on me .vanly. "If you
were an enemy that might be more se
rious, I admit. But I have reckoned
with you. You are to be my friend.
You are to help me."
"That remains to be seen. But the
third and most serious factor is treach
ery," I added quietly.
"My God! Treachery!"
"Do you trust Dr. Starva absolute
ly? Dare you tell me that the death
mask had as little meaning for him as
for you. until I showed you that sig
nificance?" "But yon understood its meaning as
well as he. Who are you that you
should have this knowledge?"
"I know, perhaps, more than you
think, Madame de Varnier."
"It is incredible," she cried passion
ately, "that I, the Countess Saraholt.
should be in the dark, while an Amer
ican tourist "
The name hadlipped out in her an
ger; she bit her lips.
"Oh, you need feel no consternation.
I might have called you by that name
several hours ago."
'Since you know so much," she said
in bitter disgust, "perhaps you know
the service I expect to ask 04 you."
"I might make a shrewd guess at
even that."
She sank back, her fingers inter
locked supporting her head. She re
mained some time in gloomy thought
Suddenly a door slammed. I heard
a faint shout; a tramping of feet.
Then there was quiet again. I glanced
at my companion. She was listening
intently, her hands clutching the
carved arms of the seat.
"Bah, I think I am a hysterica:
schoolgirl." She shrugged her shoul-
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know everything, monsieur, so much
the better. It will save the trouble of
explaining on the morrow. For I shall
go on with my plan. There is danger,
yes; but I have expected danger. It is
too late to retreat -I have risked all
on a single throw. I shall win. Say
that there is treachery I shall know
how to deal with it. He is not indis
pensable. Yes, my friend, I have a
plan that cannot fail."
"You are mistaken," I said obstinate
ly. "Your plan will fail because, if Dt,
Starva is not necessary to its success,
I am. And I"
"You will perform the service I
shall ask of you. I hope, I trust, that
you will do this service gladly. Not
for myself, perhaps, but that you may
bring happiness and peace to a down
trodden people."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
therefore limited to six, and it' is veir
easy to ascertain, from them the tiro.
of day. The hands are very strong
and the watch has been used with
good results.
Another watch for the blind has
been invented by M. Pierre Tissot
Berse., by which the blind can tell
not only the hour, but also the minute.
The -iours are represented by figures
of ttn Braille system.
Cause for Regret
A Scot who had been a long time
in th-? colonies, paid a visit to his "na
tive glen," and meeting an old schoot
fellrw the two sat down to chat abov
old Ums and acquaintances.
In the course of the conversatiea
the stranger happened to ask about
certain Gordie McKay.
"He's dead long ago," said pis
t3end, "and I'll never cease regnpjBa'
W m as long as I live."
i "Dear me! Had you such respect
for him as that?"
"Na. na! It wasn't only reajec I
had for himself, but I martlet bis
widow."
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is the Only
The passing, of Mrs. William Mc
Kinley appreciably depleted the list of
surviving White House ladies, to the
point that they have become almost
as few as living ex-presidents and of
this latter there is only one. While
Mrs. McKinley, by reason of the con
tinuing illness which had for many
years beset her, could scarcely be
looked upon as an active figure in
social life at the executive mansion,
her Influence on the American nation,
through the thoroughly sympathetic
relations she enjoyed with her hus
band, was not slight
There have, in the course of our
comparatively very brief history,xbeen
gay White Houses and quiet White
Houses. To the latter class belong
-the administrations of William Mc-
Martha Washington.
Kinley and Theodore Roosevelt and of
some earlier executives. Of the for
mer, Dolly Madison is generally
looked upon as the most notable ex
ample, with the period of Grover
Cleveland's occupancy of the throne
as a close second by reason of the
great public interest which attended
his marriage with Miss Frances Fol
som. The Roosevelt Regime.
Certainly, of recent years, the
Cleveland regime must stand out as
the most socially important in any
consideration of the activities of the
ladies of the White House. Mrs. Mc
Kinley, practically an invalid, had not
the strength necessary to the prosecu
tion of a vigorous social campaign.
Mrs. Roosevelt has- not the inclination.
She has been ever a retiring woman,
content with her family and her home
life, caring nothing at all for the pomp
and circumstance that go with high
office.
Whatever gaiety of the sort Wash
ington expects from the executive
family has been, in the main, due to
Mrs. Nicholas Longworth, formerly
Alice Roosevelt That young woman
enjoyed a national popularity which
few ladies of the White House have
ever exceeded.
An Everyday Heroine.
Lucretia Rudolph Garfield was es
sentially a homebody. She had been
a school teacher In Ohio before she
and James A. Garfield were married.
She took no highfalutln notions to
Washington, when she went there as
the first lady in the land. She was a
farmer's daughter, and her ways were
plain. The Hon. A. M. Pratt, of Bayou,
O., telling of the lives and loves of the
Garfields some years ago, said:
"Mrs Garfield sought and taught
scholars in painting and drawing in
my, then very insignificant, village.
She did not get very large classes and
lived in my house, the guest and
friend of my then wife. The future
president was frequently entertained
at my table; he a young, strong, great
hearted, large-headed youth, but two
years from college, hopeful, full of life
and push; she graceful, sweet, ami
able, retiring, with a disposition as
lovely as a star-lit sky both poor.
Their fortune was their youth, health,
hearts, intellects, hope and, glad am I
to say, love."
Mrs. Garfield before her elevation,
was very often compelled to do much
of her own housework. Ten years be
fore she went into the White House
she wrote her husband, from their
farm home, a letter which shows the
lines of her character, and which, in
part, is as follows:
"I am glad to tell that out of all the
toil-and disappointments of the 'sum
mer just ended I have risen up to a
victory; that silence of thought since
you have been away has won for my
spirit a triumph. I read something
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THE ADVANCE OF JAPAN.
Its Recent History Recalls the Feats
of Cyrus the Great
The rapidity of Japan's ascension
from obscurity to the front rank of
world powers may well seem marvel
ous to contemporary onlookers, but it
is by no means without a precedent
in the history of Asia, which from
time immemorial has been the cradle
of quickly developing empires, says
the New York Sun.
.Considerably less than half -a cen
tury elapsed, for instance, between
the date when Cyrus the Great
emerged from bis highland principal
ity of Persia proper, and the death of
his son Cambyses; yet in that interval
was created a monarchy which was
destined to endure for upward of two
centuries and which spread from Sa
markand to Smyrna and from the Cas
pian to. the Second .Cataract. ot the
Nile. Less than 60 years was needed
to erect upon the ruins of the Hellen
istic kingdoms founded by Alexander's
successors the Immense Parthian
realm which stretched from the Eu-
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like this the other day: There Is no
healthy thought without labor, and
thought, mikes the laborer happy.
Perhaps this is the way I have been
able to climb up higher. It came to
me one morning when I was making
bread. I said to myself, 'Here I am,
compelled by an inevitable necessity
to make our bread this summer. Why
not consider it a pleasant occupation
and make it so by trying to see what
perfect bread I can maker
"It seemed like an Inspiration, and,
the whole of life grew brighter. The
very sunshine seemed flowing down
through my spirit into the white
loaves, and now I believe my table is
furnished with better bread than ever
before; and this truth, old as creation,
seems just now to have become wholly
mine that I need not be the shrink
ing slave of toil, but its regal mis
tress, making whatever I do yield me
its best fruits. You have been king of
your work so long that maybe you
laugh at me for having lived so long
without my crown, but I am too glad
to have found it at all to be entirely
discontented, even by your merri
ment" Mary Lincoln's Ambitions.
Mary Todd Lincoln, wife of the
other American president to meet
death by .assassination, held from
early youth the ambition to. marry
a man who should rule the nation.
She picked out as her choice Abra
ham Lincoln, and this at a time
when her selection seemed to have
little of recommendation in it She
refused the offer of marriage of
Stephen A. Douglas, and wedded the
man she was sure was to go to Wash
ington as the chief of America. She
realized her ambition and went to the
capital, holding her first reception
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March 9, 1$61. This is how an old
timer recalls that occasion:
"Mrs. Lincoln stood a few paces
from her husband, assisted by her
sisters, Mrs. Edwards and Mrs. Ba
ker, together with two of her nieces,
and was attired in a rich pink moire
antique, pearl ornaments and flowers
in her hair and hands. She is. a
pleasant looking, elegantly appearing
lady of perhaps 40, somewhat inclined
to stoutness, but. withal, fine looking
and self-possessed."
It was the proudest day of Mrs.
Lincoln's life. Laura C. Holloway, in
speaking of the influence of Mrs. Lin
coin of official America, is inclined to
the belief that much of unfortunate
effect was due to Mrs. Lincoln's lack
of tact.
Plucky Dolly Madison.
Of a happier tone was the White
House experience of Dorothy Payne
Madison, wife of the president of
that name. Her family came from
Virginia, and she, herself, despite the
fact of her North Carolina birth, al
ways took pride in referring to her
self as a daughter of the Old Do
minion. When her family removed to
Philadelphia and joined the Quaker
sect, Mistress Dorothy was brought
up in that severe doctrine. She mar
ried, very young, John Todd, a Phila
delphia lawyer, and was a widow at
22. Her second marriage to the
then Congressman Madison took
place less than a year after the death
of Mr. Todd.
Mrs. Madison's disposition was of
the sunniest She proved an inval
uable ally when her husband was
elected president and moved to Wash
ington. At that early day of our his
tory, Washington was little less than
a wilderness. Steamboats were just
coming in, railroads were unknown.
Five hundred mile trips on horse
back were frequently taken, even by
women. The times were rough. Mrs.
Madison, however, with the softening
influences which were hers from
birth, made of the president's home
jwi.n
phrates to the Indus, and which in
historical fact as well as in the ima
ginative picture drawn by Milton in
"Paradise Regained" remained for
centuries the unconquerable counter
poise of the Roman world. Within
less than seven decades after the
death of Mohammed the sway of the
Caliphs reached from the Hindu
Koosh to the Pyrennees, and in less
than two generations the enormous
dominion evolved by Genghis Kahn
and his descendants extended from
the neighborhood of the Vistula to
the Chinasea.
That Japan would beat China to the
ground in the war of 1S94-95 might
have been taken for granted from the
moment that the former power adopt
ed the military and naval methods
and the perfected weapons of the
west But that the island empire of
the Pacific, which as lately as 1867
had no war fleet and whose warriors
were .still limited for weapons of of
fense to the sword and the bow,
should have been able In the war of
1904-05 to defeat on land and sea the
most colossal of European powers was
undoubtedly aa achievemeat which
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Dolly Madison.
a court of politeness, fashloa
charm. She made for her husband
friends by the hundred and was never
happier than when presiding at the
parlor cabinet That was her history
for awhile the mainspring in the
scheme of happiness. Then came the
darker' side of things, wars and
rumors of wars, the .bayonets of the
British gleaming in the Washington
sunshine and American oflldals lm
danger of sudden death. Just how
the volatile lady bore herself under .
Lthese changed conditions Is weu
shown in a letter she wrote to her
sister at Mount "Vernon:
"Tuesday, August 23, 1814.
"Dear Sister My husband left me
yesterday morning to Join Gen.
Winder. He Inquired anxiously
whether I had coarage or Imnese
to ' remain In the president's hoase
until his return on the morrow or.
succeeding day, and on my assur
ance that I had no fear but for him.
and the success of our army, he left
me, beseeching me to take care of
myself, and of the cabinet papers,
public and private. I have since re
ceived two dispatches from him, writ
ten with pencil; the last is alarming,
because he desires that I should be
ready at a moment's warning to ea
ter my carriage and leave the city;
that the enemy seemed stronger than
had been reported, and that it might
happen they would reach the city,
with intention to destroy it
"I am accordingly ready; I have
pressed as many cabinet papers Into
trunks as to fill one carriage; pur
private property must be sacrificed,
as it is impossible to secure wagons
for its transportation. I am deter
mined not to go myself until I see
Mr. Madison safe and he can accom
pany me as I hear of much hostility
towards him. Disaffection stalks
around us. My friends and acquaint
ances are all gone, even Col. C, with,
his hundred men, who were stationed
as a guard In this inclosure. French
John (a faithful domestic) with his ',
usual activity and resolution, ofers
to spike the cannon at the gate and
lay a train of .powder which would
blow up the British should they enter
the house. To the last proposition I
positively bject, without being able,
however, to make him understand
why tfill advantages in war may not
be taken."
Rachel Jackson's Sad History.
A very sad history was that of
Rachel, wife of President Andrew
Jackson. Early in life she had con
tracted a marriage which had result
ed unfortunately and, on a divorce
being granted or, as was thought at
the time, granted she married An
drew Jackson. The repetition of the
report that this marriage took place
before a divorce had positively separ
ated the woman from her first hus
band, Robards, so worked upon Mrs.
Jackson as to aggravate a heart affec
tion which had given her much
trouble.
The fact that a second ceremony
positively united Jackson and , the
daughter of Col. John Donelson, was
ignored in the gossip attendant upon
the lives of the parties, and in the
campaign for the presidency made by
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Jackson, his enemies made much
capital of the situation. Just as she
was preparing to leave for Washing
ton to rule as mistress of the execu
tive mansion, Mrs. Jackson overheard
a gathering of women in a room ad
joining hers in a hotel discussing her
with a freedom and malice that re
sulted in her complete prostration,
and subsequent death.
Other Ladies of thcWhite House.
Other women who have graced the
White House, have, each, their places
in history. Martha Washington, Lucy
Webb Hayes, Julia Dent Grant, Mar
tha Patterson, who aided her father.
President Johnson; Mrs. Andrew
Johnson, Harriet Lane, the beloved
niece of President Buchanan, Abigail
Fillmore, Mrs. James K. Polk, Letitia
Christian Tyler, Angelica Van Buren.
Mrs. Martin Van Buren. Louisa Cath
erine Adams and Martha Jefferson.
Their impression on their country's
future has been scarcely less defined
than was the mark made by the dis
tinguished men whose names they
bore. For the social influence is every
bit as important as the political influ
ence, and its victories, though unofl
cial, just as pronounced.
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under all the circumstances must be
pronounced unparalleled in the his
tory of, the western world. Even be
fore the outcome of her contest with
Russia bad justified Japan's claim to
a place in the first rank of nations the
demonstration of military and naval
efficiency made by her in the war with
China had led the western powers to
relieve her from the odious regime of
exterritoriality by which China and
Turkey are still humiliated. Not until
August 1. 1905, however, had any
Christian state entered into an agree
ment based on the assumption that
Japan would have quite as much to
give an ally as she could receive. The
Anglo-Japanese treaty, signed on the
date just named, was based on that
assumption,
When the signatures' have been at-
tached to these negotiations we shall
witness the amazing spectacle of a
nation, which 40 years ago was cen
turies behind Europe or the United
States In the arts of offensive and de
fensive warfare, linked by treaties not
merely commercial, but political, te
some of the most enlightened aa
mighty states oa earth.
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