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CHAPTER XVII. Continued.
"If you were asking that service of
Ernest Haddon it is possible that he
might do it But if you are asking
Ernest Haddon to stoop to dishonor
'jo masquerade in a character to which
he has no right "
'Ernest Haddon will still do that
-service."
We faced each other. Our eyes
met in defiance. Will beat against
will: an aggressive purpose against
stubborn resistance. Again I saw
those beautiful lips curve in a cruel
smile; the eyes burn with a baneful
light.
Was she so confident of her prey?
Did she think that I should fall so
sasy a victim to her basilisk smile?
If so, she erred woefully. Her beauty
left me absolutely unmoved. Rather
it repelled. The savage nature of
the tigress showed too plainly in that
Instant.
"But at least you will listen to my
plan?"
"Yes," I replied slowly, gazing
thoughtfully at the flickering logs, "I
will listen to your plan. Like your
self, I have gone too far to retreat.
But remember, when you have told
me all, the armed truce may be fol
lowed by open warfare."
"Do you always give warning to
your victims before you trap them?"
she demanded, both contemptuous and
curious.
"When I am a guest at their houses,
madam."
The door opened. Dr. Starva shuf
fled stealthily into the room. She met
his distrustful glance with perfect
sangfroid.
"And our visitor, this brave Captain
Forbes?" she demanded lightly. "Is
lie as persistent as at Vitznau?"
"Bah, he annoys me, this brave cap
tain," sneered Starva. "He comes
again to ask foolish questions. But I
answer him; yes, I answer him this
time. For to-night, at least, we shall
have peace."
Not without trepidation I thought of
the shuffling feet and the shout. Dr.
Starva, when crossed, would not be
nice in surmounting an obstacle.
Either he thought me beneath con
tempt or a great fool. I could have
wished that I were armed In this Cas
tle of Happiness. A few hours ago
the atmosphere of the Middle Ages
had clung to it and had enchanted me.
But if its inmates resorted to the
violent methods of that period I might
be less fascinated.
Dr. Starva again seated himself at
his instrument. Madame de Varnier
accompanied him as if nothing un
usual had .happened.
I looked thoughtfully at this danger
ous couple. The morrow promised
much. The three of us were at cross
purposes. Each was playing his des
perate game. Which of us was to
conquer?
It was not long before the little con
cert came to an end. The enthusiasm
of Dr. Starva was not proof against
the emotions of the past hour. Can
dles were rung for. I bade them both
a quiet good night, and followed the
lackey who preceded me to my cham
ber. I welcomed the hours of sleep. To
morrow my nerves would need to be
steady. But the surprises of the day
were to be followed by still another.
On my pillow was a folded piece of
paper. It was a message; I could not
doubt that. But when I had read it
I was completely mystified in two par
ticulars: Who had placed the message on my
pillow?
Did the sender -eally believe that I
was Sir Mortimer?
"If Sir Mortimer Brett will call at
the Grand hotel to-morrow at ten for
Mr. Robinson Locke, Sir Mortimer will
receive news of importance."
That was the message.
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Mysterious Signal.
So Locke, as well as Forbes, had
traced us to Alterhoffen! Was their
arrival here, so soon after ourselves,
merely a coincidence? Or could thes
have traveled together? Locke had
certainly given me to understand that
he had never scan Sir Mortimer or his
mother and sister. Nor had I reason
to suppose that he knew the king's
messenger at least two days ago.
If it were true that he had met none
of these people previous to my leaving
Lucerne, if it were true that he did
not know them eveir now what could
have brought Locke hither?
One of three things might have hap
pened: Locke may have been keeping a vig
ilant watch on the movements of the
Countess Sr &off.
Captain Forbes might have traced
us here yesterday and have joined
fortes with Locke.
Or Locke may have been watching
me, rather than Madame de Varnier,
and have posted after me, rather than
alter herself and her companion.
It required little imagination to rea
son out the affair.
Two days ago he had seen me con
versing on apparently intimate terms
with the Countess Sarahoff. a noto
rious adventuress. He came to my
hotel to warn me against her; I had
received his warnings lightly enough.
That very evening I dined with the
woman; I took the boat for Vitznau, if
not in her company, in 'the company
of Dr. Starva. whom he must have
often seen with her at Lucerene. The
knowledge of these facts wonld bring
him to the scene at Vitznau.
And then? The most startling dis
coveries might be his.
Say that he had actually traeed me
as far as Vitznau. He would have
made inquiries yesterday for Ernest.
Haddon. From whom else could he
make these inquiries -but the cod-'
HEMET VESEV
cierge? And he would learn what?
The mysterious secret that it was not
really Ernest Haddon who had come
to the hotel, but Sir Mortimer Brett,
passing under the name of Ernest
Haddon. Yes; the concierge would
tell him the truth, according to his
lights. An old newspaper man like
Locke would be satisfied with no
vamie evasions.
If Locke, then, had made certain
that I had entered the hotel the even
ing before, that I had occupied the
suite of Sir Mortimer Brett the truth
would flash on him. He would then
be forced to one or two conclusions:
either that I was a great fool to be so
guileless a victim, or that I was a
much more cunning rogue than he had
thought
But the note I had found so strange
ly on my pillow had given no inkling
of his suspicions, it he had any. That
was to be expected. If Sir Mortimer,
or rather myself, failed to keep the
appointment he would draw his own
conclusions. And having drawn them,
what would be Ills course of action?
He would storm the chateau for the
truth. If, as seemed most likely, he
had joined forces with Captain Forbes,
he would realize the need of immedi
ate action.
What with interviews between my
self and Madame de Varnier, Locke,
and Forbes, the day promised to be
exciting. There might, I thought with
infinite dread, be yet another inter
view. For if Forbes and Locke had
succeeded in tracing us to Alterhoffen
why should not Helena Brett and her
mother? -
I looked at my watch. I had slept
soundly, lulled to sleep by the temptu-
ous little stream below. It was now
ten o'clock. The sun was shining
brightly into my room. I could see
the mountains rosy-hued in the morn
ing light
My door was rapped gently,- then
pushed open. The servant who had
ushered me to my chamber entered
with coffee. There was none so likely
to have brought the note as he. I was
tempted to te&t the suspicion. It might
be convenient to avail myself of his
services, if my suspicion were true.
But I decided to make no allusion to
it. For the present I had no need of
the man, and if he were ignorant of
the existence of the note I should risk
much by making him the wiser.
"I am anxious to see Madame de
Varnier," I said, raising myself on my
elbow to pour out my coffee, "is she
up yet?"
"Madam never rises until after her
second breakfast, replied the man.
"But Dr. Starva has asked me to say
that he is at your Excellency's dis
posal." "He is very good," I yawned, and
dismissed him.
Now that Madame de Varnier was
not to be seen for the present I
wished I might have slept longer. It
was too late to keep the doubtful ap
pointment with Locke, even had I
wished. But I did not wish to keep it
First of all must come Madame de
Varnler's story. Afterwards, events
must shape their course as they would.
But it was impossible to sleep again;
the glare of the light was unendur
able. The noise of the river Aare
seemed to rise in a steady crescendo.
I dressed leisurely, for I was deter
mined not to leave the chateau until
I had seen Madame de Varnier. And
yet I had no desire for the company of
Dr. Starva. I looked about for a book
or magazine 'to beguile "the hdurV'be
fore luncheon.
Half a dozen awaited my perusal,
most of them yellow-backed French
novels. One book, however, was in
English. "The Foreign Office List and
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She Looked About Vaguely,
read curiously. I tuned to Sir .Morti
mer Brett.
"Sir Mortimer Brett, K.G.M.G.;
C.B.; M.A., All Souls College, Oxford,
1879. Competitive examination and
clerk of F. O., May 31, 1880. 3d Sec
Mad., 18S3. Precis Writer to the late
Marquis of Salisbury. Sec. State for
Foreign Affairs, 1886. Transferred St
Petersburg, 2d Sec., 1886. Allowance
for knowledge of Russian, May, 1887.
Charge d'affaires, Jan., 1888. Trans
ferred Constantinople. Allowance for
Turkish granted. Consul General,
1902."
I read the list of Sir Mortimer's
honors with a strange catching of the
breath. His progress In his profession
had been extraordinary. That he was
a zealous and ambitious diplomat was
proven by the one fact that twice his
salary had been increased because he
had mastered two of the most difficult
languages in the world. That fact also
proved that he owed his promotion not
so much to influence at Court as to
his own determination. He was a
student as well as a diplomatist It
I me a distinct shock that such a
man should be so weak as to succumb
to the beauty of a clever adventuress.
Again I read at random:
"The flag to be used by His Maj
esty's Diplomatic Servants, .whether
on shore or embarked on boats or
other vessels, is the Union, with the
Royal Arms in the center thereof, sur
rounded by a green garland "
My eyes skipped down the page.
The uniform of the consul general was
fully described. The cocked hat was
to be without binding the fan or
back part eleven inches, the cockade
plain bullion-gold tassels, edging of
black ostrich feather I skipped that,
too. I was not interested in millinery.
But presently my eye wandered to this
paragraph. I began to read it not
without uneasiness:
"Official Act of Parliament to pre
vent a Disclosure of Documents and
Information: Any person found guilty
of a breach of official trust; of pur
loining or obtaining under false pre
tenses papers of . State, and found
guilty of the same, shall be convicted
of high treason. Any person interfer
ing with' His Majesty's Diplomatic
Servants in their official business,
either by the giving of false informa
tion, the assuming of any of their pre
rogatives or rights '
Then Toward the Chateau Walls.
I have never learned the awful fate
of a personguilty of these misdemean
ors. The book slipped from my hand.
Above the clamor of the stream be
low I had heard a faint shout.
Twice it was repeated. Alarmed, I
went to the window and looked down.
At first I thought some one had fallen
into the river. But the shout had not
come from below. I could be sure of
this; because on the opposite side of
the Aare was a narrow esplanade.
Benches were placed at intervals, and
there were beds of flowers to break
the monotony of the gravel walk. The
esplanade was deserted but for one per
son, a woman, and she was seated, her
parasol shielding her from the sun
and from my view.
Again I heard the shout, and still
again. I listened, breathless. But the
Now -Dive
Old System of Hooking Abandoned on
Florida Coast.
The practicability of the method now
being employed extensively in the
sponge industry in procuring this prod
uct, says the Tarpon Springs (Fla.)
News, is no longer in doubt and
a large percentage of the Tar
pon Springs vessels are changing
from the old method of hooking
to the new one of diving, and
in order to successfully- accomplish
desired results with the diving method
it was thought necessary to employ
Greeks who are accustomed to the
work, as it seemed doubtfml whether
many of those who' have followed the
hooking process would care to.doa the
helmet' and leaden' abbes and pall
sponge with from 30 to 60 feet of wa
ter overhead. Bnt recent experiments
b J&$Wi352&tb&
little practice1 aaacoaldence,t6getker
mysterious cry was no longer re
peated.
Puzzled, I stood at the window, lean-.
tag far out, but I could discover jiga
of no person at such of. the windows
as I could command. My glance fell
idly to the woman sunning herself on
the opposite bank. And as I looked, a
tiny shaft of light arrested my atten
tion. It was scarcely larger than my hand,
but it seemed endowed with elfish in
telligence. For it moved, it danced.
And always in the direction of the
woman with the parasol.
Now it crawled slowly along the
graveled walk in a direct line from
the river bank toward her. Now it
burned, a shining mark, motionless.
Then it darted about in circles, and
always close to the woman as if to en
gage her attention. A minute, five
minutes passed, while I watched the
eccentric gyrations of this extraordi
narily intelligent shaft of light Over
and over 'its antics were repeated.
The woman's parasol was tlltedcare
lessly back for a moment The nar
row beam of light seized its oppor
tunity. It played fantastically on the
dress of the woman. ' Now at last she
had seen it It flashed upward toward
her face. She looked about vaguely,
then toward the chateau walls. Now
I had seen her face.
It was Helena Brett
I struck my forehead, impatient at
my stupidity. It was Captain Forbes
who had shouted. He had seen Helena
Brett; he had vainly attempted to
make her hear. But the roaring river
had drowned his cry. That I had
heard it, proved that he was nearer to
me than to her. Yes; in this chateau,
and a prisoner.
He was signaling that fact to her.
Every schoolboy knows the trick. The
reflection of the sun's rays, on a mir
ror will carry a tolerable distance.
But now that he had attracted her
attention, would she look up and see
him? If by chance that were possible,
would she understand?
Fascinated, I saw the little beam of
light tell its story eloquently and in
geniously. CHAPTER XIX.
'-it.
The Startling Message.
She had looked up, only to be blind
ed by the dancing flame.- She held her
hands before her eyes. The flame per
sistently annoyed her. She moved
from her seat It pursued her.
Again she looked up; and even from
this height I could see that she was
frowning in her anger and annoyance.
She seated herself at another bench.
But she could not shake off her tor
mentor. It no longer beat on her face
and person; it moved steadly toward
her, then traveled along the path of
the promenade; trespassed into the
garden of a cottage; shot by the cot
tage itself; halted at a huge wooden
signboard, on which was inscribed a
long advertisement in French pro
claiming the exalted merits of a Swiss
chocolate.
It zigzagged tremulously across the
signboard. It paused at a capital let
ter I.
Helena had watched it curiously un
til it disappeared into the garden.
Then she had lost interest in its move
ments, and had once more scanned
anxiously the chateau opposite.
Patiently and persistently the little
beam of light repeated its antics.
Again it moved, swiftly this time, to
the signboard. And now she turned in
her seat and watched it until it again
paused at the letter I.
Twice the mirror was flashed on the
billboard; twice it pased at the letter
I. It disappeared, to reappear at A.
From A it darted swiftly to M. An
other pause and again it vanished.
Once more it pointed to A; once more
it vanished.
When it climbed the signboard
again, it wandered vaguely about as
if seeking a letter. After some hesi
tation the mirror's reflection fell on
P. Thence it shot to R. Again it hes
itated, but it last settled on I. Once
more ft selected S. Thence in quick
succession came O, N, E, R.
"I AM A PRISONER," it had
spelled.
But while Heiena and I were still
staring at the board, the shaft of light
darted in feverish haste from letter to
letter until it had spelled another
word:
"F-O-R-B-E-S."
The king's messenger had been an
English officer, and one of the first
military duties a boy learns at Sand
hurst or Woolwich is heliographing.
When, therefore. Captain Forbes had
seen Helena across the river and had
realized the futility of his shouting,
being a man of wit and resource he
had told of the imprisonment in this
happy method.
He had flashed his message success
fully. Helena understood. She looked
upward toward the chateau, nodded
excitedly, and again eagerly watched'
the signboard. She was not to be dis
appointed. The message was not quite
complete. These two words were
added:
"G-E-T H-E-L-P."
Helena made a gesture of compre
hension, and walked rapidly in the di
rection of the village.
TO BE CONTINUED.)
for Sponges
with a good physical condition, are all
that is needed to become a diver. Al
ready a number of our native spongers
have become proficient in this line,
and the probabilities are that in the
near future a large percentage of the
catch will be obtained in this manner.
Mistaken Grief.
"Alexander wept because there were
no more worlds for him to conquer,"
said the hero worshipper.
"Yes," answered the skeptic, "but
in so doing he did not display great
valor bo much as a limited knowl
edge of geography."
Secret of Jewish Succi
..Isaac Seligman,the well-knowa New
York banker and philanthropist, was
asked several days ago why Jews in
variably succeed, and his reply was:
"Mv seonle keen their heads, wnrb-
d pend their spare time la
thelr homes."
EX-SLAVE HOW RICH
WYOMING NEGRO ONCE PROPER
TY OF JEFFERSON DAVIS.
When Confederacy Collapsed Old Mas
ter Gave Him Money and
Release A Prospective
Millionaire.
Shoshonl. Wyo. Sam Davis, the ne
gro mine owner and prospective mil
lionaire of Warm Springs Creek and
the Wind River mountain, has been in
Shoshonl for the purpose of ordering
machinery for his mine, the order in
cluding a ten-horse power gasoline
engine shaft hoist and a compressed
air drill plant, the machinery ordered
aggregating $10,000.
Samuel Jefferson Davis was born
in 1840 on the Briarfleld plantation in
Mississippi, a slave of Jefferson Davis,
and he was one of the toddling pick
aninnies on the plantation when Col.
Davis headed his Mississippi Rifles on
the battlefield of Buena Vista.
As Sam, the slave, grew older Mr.
Davis grew into national importance
as a leader of the south, and when
Jefferson Davis was elected president
of the southern confederacy Samuel
Jefferson Davis, his slave, accompa
nied the new president to Millidge
ville, the first capital of the confed
eracy. Upon the final collapse of the
confederacy President Davis gave
Sam, his born and faithful slave, $500
in gold and told him to go north and
enter upon his new life as a free
man.
Sam migrated and tarried awhile in
Cheyenne, and thence drifted to the
cattle ranges where, from his wages
as a camp cook, he saved money
enough to buy a few head of cattle.
These cattle grew into a herd and sev
eral years afterwards Sam sold out
for a handsome sum. In the interval
Sam had married a daughter of Ed
mond Le Claire, a noted French Cana
dian hunter and trapper living wUh
the Arapahoe Indians. Her mother
was Whispering Wind, whose father
was one of the most celebrated Arapa
hoe chieftains.
Sam rested for several years, living
ic rude luxury on the Arapahoe In
dian reservation. Three years ago he
bought from a prospector his present
mine on Warm Springs creek, an af
fluent of the Wind river, and has de
veloped it until now he is one of Wyo
ming's assured mining millionaires.
Samuel Davis has a fond remem
brance of his former master, and his
family and, in tender testimony there
of, has christened his mine "The Miss
Winnie Davis," so widely known as
"The Daughter of the Confederacy."
DO NOT LIKE OUR WHEAT.
Spanish Millers Think the
Product Better.
Russian
Washington. Consul General Ben
jamin H. Ridgely, of Barcelona, tells
the bureau of manufactures why the
Spanish millers prefer the Russian to
the American product in a recent re
port: "American wheat, generally speak
ing," he says, "is not particularly
adapted to the requirments of this
country, lacking, it is asserted, the
strength of the Russian wheat, which
Spanish millers buy in such large
quantities for mixing with their na
tive supplies and for which purpose
the Russian grain is almost a neces
sity. Nor is American wheat consid
ered quite white enough nor sufficient
ly high yielding to form a substitute
for the wheat of Castile when needed.
"Notwithstanding this, several ship
ments were made from Duluth to
southern Spanish ports during the
past year, and doubtless more Ameri
can wheat would have found a market
in Spain had not our crops been below
the average and the prices relatively
high as compared with those ruling in
other countries."
SPONGE CAUSES ROMANCE.
Left in Girl's Body by Surgeon's Over
sight, Wins Husband for Her.
Nahant, Mass. A romance of only
a few weeks culminated in the mar
riage here the other evening of Miss
Flora May Pard, of Nahant, to Louis
Rodrique, a wealthy resident of Ber
lin, N. H.
TJe romance and marriage is the
direct result of an oversight of a
Boston surgeon, who neglected to re
move a sponge from the body of Miss
Pard after performing an operation.
Miss Pard suffered terrible agony
and was sent to Berlin to recuperate.
While in search of health, she met Mr.
Rodrique. Some months ago she went
to the Massachusetts general hospital
in Boston, where an operation was
performed for tumor.
She failed to get well, and several
more operations were performed.
Each time the sponge was overlooked
until the last operation, which re
sulted in its discovery.
. Mrs. Rodrique is contemplating
bringing suit against the Boston sur
geon, whose name the hospital staff
refuses to disclose.
New Bullet for Swiss Army.
Geneva. The musketry experts of
the Swiss army are experimenting at
Willenstadt with a new rifle bullet for
which several noteworthy properties
are claimed. The caliber is the same
as that of the bullet now in use, but
it weighs several grains less. It has
a point of extreme fineness and of
great penetrative power, as is proved
by the effects it produces on forged
steel plates. The trajectory is so very
low that up to 600 yards no elevation
is necessary, while a new powder is
being used that gives a higher initial
velocity than any other bullet pos
sesses. Farmer Plows Up Gold Coin.
Iowa City. I. Joseph Curry, a farm
er of Johnson county, plower up a
$20 gold piece, two five-dollar gold
pieces and a watch key set with dia
monds in his timber land, possibly the
richest" crop ever found in one square
foot of Iowa territory. Tie coins
bore dates showing that 'they were
tinted' in the fifties.
' 'An-actress may blaze with diamonds
and not set the world .on.flre. .
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A scene in Broad street, New York city, where the curb-brokers deal in
securities and where many a young man receives his training for the active
life in the New York Stock exchange later on. Our view shows the crowded
condition of the sidewalks when the great office building in the downtown
section turn out their hosts of workers between the hours of twelve and one.
On the left-hand side of the street stands the new building of the New York
Stosk exchange and at the head of the street the sub-treasury with its massive
pillars can be distinguished.
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OLD SAILORS PASSING.
YOUNGER GENERATION OF MARI
NERS DEPLORE FACT.
State That "Steamer Made Seamen"
Lack in Nautical Knowledge
arid Are Not Equipped
as Officers.
Seattle, Wash. With the passing
of the sailing vessel, which is giving
place to the modern fast steamer, the
old-time sailor is becoming merely a
memory. The change is more notice
able In the officers of vessels than in
the sailors. Many of the old captains,
however, deplore the modernizing of
the sailor and officer. The modern
sailor is little more than a stevedore,
while the mates are scarcely more
than chief stevedores, according to
many of the old-time skippers. This
has been brought about by the short
runs of the coasting vessels and the
fact that the mate's chief duty is to
superintend the loading and unloading
of cargo. On the short coasting runs
navigation is done almost entirely by
what is known as dead reckoning.
This is accomplished by the log, the
compass and local knowledge of the
waters. The ships are seldom out of
sight of land and the earlier knowl
edge of navigation gained by the offi
cers before they apply for their papers
is, in many cases, practically forgot
ten. The handling of cargo becomes
the chief work of the officers, with the
exception of the captain, and even he
seldom makes use of his knowledge of
navigation, aside from that of dead
reckoning.
In the old school of ships one of the
first things the officer was taught was
seamanship; secondly, navigation, and
at the present day some of the most
successful captains are those who ac
SAYS TRUCKS ARE TOO HARD.
Hobo Wants to Submit Formal Com
plaint of Tramps.
Baltimore, Md. A hobo who occu
pies a high place in his chosen profes
sion dropped into the Baltimore &
Ohio executive offices the other day
to lay his grievance before President
Murray. The president was out of
town, but Mr. Hobo's credentials would
have secured him easy access.
His complaint was that the rods
and trucks under the coaches are not
as comfortable as they might be from
the members of the fraternity who
travel in that way. This hobo is some
thing of a mystery, as but few know
his real name. He is known as "A No.
1" wherever he goes.
He has been to Europe seven times,
to Alaska once, has visited Mexico
and v South America, and has made
numerous transcontinental trips, beat
ing his way all the while. He was
born in San Francisco 35 years ago,
and since he was 11 years old he has
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Cats Spare
Kentucky Woman Says Felines Will
Not Molest Sightless Rodent.
Lexington, Ky. Even at the risk of
being classed among the "nature
study fakers" by the strenuous one at
the White House, Mrs. D. H. Keller, of
this city, gives the following story of
the actions of two cats with a blind
rat.
Mrs. Keller owns two cats that are
noted in the neighborhood as excel
lent ratters.
Woodland Park neighborhood, in
which she lives, has become infested
with rats of all sizes. Recently the
two cats attacked a large rat in the
chicken yard. A setting hen attacked
the cats, drove them away and then
pecked the rat's eyes out. The rat,
handicapped by blindness, has since
taken more than ordinary chances in
search of food.
Upon numerous occasions he has en
tered the kitchen while the cook was
preparing a meal. The cats have fol
lowed the rat into the kitchen and
have sat on -their hauches watching';
quired their knowledge In the old-i
vessels.
Seamanship is so seldom used la
the modern vessels that it is looked
upon more as a hindrance than an
aid. The training of cadets on many
,of the larger steamships makes steam
ship officers of them, and they enter
upon their officers' duties with only a
book knowledge of steamanship in
sailing vessels.
The state training ship, according
to the old salts, gives youthful aspir
ants to a sea life a practical knowl
edge of seamanship, and for this rea
son most of the old sailors are stanch
advocates of a nautical school for
boys. The plan has been worked out
successfully in the east, and reports
from California state that an effort
is being made by the California sea
men to secure a state training ship
for San Francisco. The naval train
ing station for boys at Goat island
fails to meet the requirements of the
merchant service, according to most
captains, as the boys are trained for
naval work, which practically unfits
them for the merchant service.
In the American merchant marine
to-day there are comparatively few
American sailors. Most of the seamen
are recruited from English, German
and Preach sailing ships that come to
the American ports. By reason of the
large wages paid in American ships,
and especially in the coasting trade,
the men are able to make from two to
three times as much as in the ships
of their own nationality.
Among sailors the American ships
are known as supplying the best food,
while the English ships are commonly
known as "hungry limejuicers."
Another point advanced in favor of
the school ship is that it would have
a tendency to Increase the number of
American sailors and officers.
been a tramp from the pure love of it
This gentleman is a sort of Beau
Hickman of his fraternity. He does
not look like a tramp. He had on a
neat, well kept suit of clothes that
must have cost about 35. He had
just been shaved and had his mus
tache carefully waxed. He wore neat,
blackened Oxfords, and looked and
acted the part of a gentleman. He is
five feet four inches, has curly hair,
and speaks English, French and Span
ish fluently.
When he travels on the trucks he
wears overalls. In his pockets he car
ries shoe blacking, tooth powder, band
kerchiefs, a unique equipment for a
tramp, and. most interesting of all, a
tiny box of poison with which to put
himself out of agony should he ever
be caught in a wreck.
He is known by many railroad offi
cials, and the cards which they have
given him help to keep him out of jail
when the detectives get hold of him.
He spent for traveling expenses in the
last 26 years just $7.50.
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it, without attempting to interfere with
it in any way.
A day or two ago one of the cats
walked up to the rat, smelled of It
and putting its paw on the rat's back
turned it on its back, and then walker
indifferently away. An instant lat
the cat espied another rat in the chic
en yard, and like a flash jumped ove
the wire fence and pounced upon it,
killed and ate it
The blind rat now has the run of
the back yard, porch, and, when the)
door is open, the kitchen. Both cata
ignore him altogether. As yet it has
permitted no human being to touch
it Mrs. Keller watches the rat close
ly and sees that no one injures it The
cats never try to.
Man's life is measured by a haadree!
years; half of these are passed (is
sleep, half the remainder la child
hood and old age, and what are left
we fulfil amid disease, separations.
pain and servitude. How can a
take pleasure in a life that
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