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a r Wand OR The Devil-Stick Br tha "Tha Mrtery of a CHAPTER XV. ( Continued.) As dirty and disreputable as ever, Batterse;f, rolling his hat in his dirty hands, niade his appearance on the threshold, of the library, conducted ..by. the disgusted footman. When the door was closed behind him, and he-stood nlone before those who were .about to examine iiim, he shifted uneasily from one foot to the other, blinked his blear ed eyes ajid blushed, as with the sham.? of guilt, ? through the sallow darkness of his skin. Jen, with the military In stinct of command fully awakened within him, looked sternly at the feeble old creature, and questioned him sharp ly, as though he were talking to a sol dier who had done wrong. On her part. Meg left, 'the most part of-the exami lation toi'the Major; but she listened with anxious looks and parted lips to every word which fell from the tramp's lips. Tin? death of the man whom she had loved so deeply had inflicted terri ble anguish upon her loving heart, and, as a tribute to his memory, she was anxious punish his assassin. But at present, influenced by the views of the Major, she. began to waver In her opin ion regarding the guilt of the weak fcrained creature, who stood trembling nervously at the doorway. "What is your name, man?" demand ed Jen, commencing in the orthodox manner. ' "Battersea, sir. My father was black, an' my mother she was white; an' they weren't married. I was brought up in Battersea, so I took that name, I did, not 'avin' any right to another name." "How do you get your living?" "I begs!" said Battersea, candidly. "And when I can't get nuffin', I steals." "I am sure of that," remarked Jen, taking the devil-stick off the table. "And you stole this, I'll be bound." "I didn't. I found it." "Where?" "At Missus Dallas' place." Jen started, and looked sharply at the old man, who, to all appearances, was answering his questions with all possible candor. "Be more explicit, man," he said, eternly. "What do you mean by Mrs. Dallas' place? The house or the grounds?" . . "The groun's, near the gate. The day after th' young gen'ms.n was kill jed." "-And why didn't you give it up to 'the police?" "I wanted money for it, I did, an' they wouldn't give no tin to me fur findin' it. She," pointing to Meg, "13 fond of pretty things, so I sold it her; but she didn't pay me for it" "No," said Meg, speaking for the fir3t time, "because I did not know if you had come by it honestly." "I tell 'ee I found it, I did," growled Battersea, becoming restive under the constant questioning. "Found It near the gate of Missus Dallas' place." "Inside the gate," asked Jen, "or out- Bide, on the road?" "Inside; jus' among the grass. I was coming up to git some food from missy, an' I sowr that 'andle shinin' in the sun. I goes, and I looks, an' I fin's it. I knowed as the perlice wanted It, 'cause I 'eard talk of it' doin' murder; but as perlice wouldn't' give me'tiri,' T wouldn't guv' it to they," added Bat tersea, cunningly, "so I keeps it for 'er, but she ain't paid me yit," he -concluded, with the whine of a mendicant. For the moment, Major Jen did not ask any more questions, for the very simple reason that he did not exactly know what course to take. Undoubt edly the tramp was telling the truth. But here the question of the dried-up poison occurred to Jen. If the poison had evaporated by the lapse of time, the devil-stick must have been innocu ous and incapable' of inflicting death. Therefore upon the evidence of the saturated handkerchief, the bag con cealed in the turquoise-studded handle must have been refilled by , Dido! Dido, for the significant reason that ehe, inheriting the traditions of her Ashantee grandmother alone must have been capable of manufacturing the deadly drug. To prove this as sumption a feasible one the devil stick was close at hand. Jen picked it up, and slightly press ed the handle. At once the turquoise gems indented the concealed bag; at once the Iron fang protruded from the end of the Btick, and on looking close ly the Major at the end of the spike observed an oblong drop of greenish hue. The evidence of his own eyes was enough, and Jen replaced the devil stick upon the table, with the full con viction that the bag had been fllK'-J with a fresh preparation of Its origin-il venom. This discovery to the Major's! mind confirmed the guilt of the ne gress. "What is the matter?" said Meg, as she saw the Major's face grow dark with his thought "Is anything wrong?" "Yes. Dido is wrong!" he said. "I always thought that black witch was at the bottom of everything. I am sure of it now. I believe she killed Mau rice; but the evidence is, as yet, too slight upon which to accuse her. If I thoueht that she" here the Major checked himself, and resumed In an al tered tone, "But I must think of these things later on. In the mf-antime I must conclude my examination of this man." "Do you think he knows everything?" "No. I believe be found the devil Uck as he says: within the ground of Mrs. Dallas, mind you!" "Well, and what does that prove?" Trove!" retorted Jen. sharply, "sim of Sleep 1 Author of Hanaom Cab, ply that it was dropped there by that black field, after she had killed Mau rice." Then, turning to Bettersea, he resumed his examination: "You know the negress,. Dido, who is in the employment of. Mrs. Dallas?" lie asked, mildly. '.. "Yes, sir, an' a h'awful female she Is! ' She knows things, as ain't good fer 'era. 'Bout that dey 11 -stick -es you talks pf' ;. "Oh," cried Jen, recalling Dido's de nial. 'She knows of that, does she?" "Yes, sir, she do. Arsked- me 'bout it but I know'd nuffin, i a'ldnt."-' ''' "What did she say concerning it?" "Well, sir, when I brought a message from Dr. Etwald 'bout that devil-stick i 1 "What?" cried Jen, interrupting sharply. "Did Dr. Etwald know about it also?": "' "He did, sir. Leastways he arsked me to arsk Dido 'bout it." ,. "I thought as' much," said Jen, in an excited tone. Then, after a pause, he added: "Battersea, would ybu like free quarters and plenty of food and drink for a week?" "I ain't a fool, sir," said the tramp, with a sheepish grin, "I should, you bet" "In that case, go down to the kitch en, and tell my servants from me that you are to stay there. Later on I'll see you." "Thankee, sir. I'll get free quarters and grub for a week?" cried Battersea, rubbing his grimy hands. "My eye, 'ere's oppolance. Can I go now, sir?" "At once," replied Jen, and pointed to the door. Battersea bowed awkwardly to Meg and his benefactor; then he went out of the room and left the Major alone with his visitor. "What does all this mean?" asked Meg, quite surprised at Jen's excite ment. "Mean!" cried Jen, In a tone of con viction. "Why! that Etwald is mixed up in this business also!" CHAPTER XVI. "Etwald!" repeated Meg, thoughtful ly. "Is he not the doctor of whom you have made so great a friend?" "Yes. I took a viper to my bosom, and it stung me," replied Jen, who, in his excitement, was pacing backward and forward with hasty steps. "But I shall be even with him. In some way Or another I believe that it is possible to bring home to him this triple crime. Etwald prophesied to my poor lad, in his charlatan way, that if he wedded Miss Dallas, or even announced his en gagement with her, his fate would be one of life in death." "What did that mean?" "Mean? Death without the addition of life. That word was brought in sole ly to render the prophecy if it may be called so confusing. Etwald was in love with Miss Dallas. He found in Maurice a formidable rival. He warn ed him by his pretended prophecy that he should slay him if he persisted in standing in his jath. Maurice an nounced his engagement upon the very day when Etwald went to pay his ad dresses to the girl. From that moment he doomed Maurice to death. Yes, I truly believe that such was his design, and that he offered to buy the devil stick in order to carry out his crimin U Intention." "Did he ask to Buy the devll-stlck?" demanded Meg, in surprise. "Twice,; and both times I refused lo part with it. Failing to get it honest ly, he stole It! You heard what Bat tersea confessed, that he had taken a message from Etwald to Dldo about the devil-stick. Well, this doctor has some mysterious influence over this negress. I believe he Incited her to steal the devil-stick, and that by his directions she filled It with a fresh poison." "But could she prepare the special kind of poison required?" "Assuredly. She confessed as much. Her grandmother came from Ashantee, where this devil-stick is used for the purpose of destroying people. Dido In herits a knowledge of the family se crets, and knows how to make this poi son. It cures nervous headaches that is, the perfume of it does and Dldo made some with which she saturated a handkerchief to bind round the head of her young mistress." "How do you know that the poisons are the same?" "From the peculiar, sickly, heavy odor," explained Jen, promptly; and continued: "Well, you can see the rest for yourself. Dido filled that devil Stick with the poison," he pointed to the article on the table, "some of it re mains In the wand yet. Etwald used the devil-stick to kill Maurice, and on going back to tell Dido of his success I have no doubt he dropped it Inside the gates of Mrs. Dallas' ground, where, as you have heard, it was found by Bat tersea. Oh, It Is as plain as day to me!" cried Jen, vehemently. "Etwald killed Maurice, and stole the devil stick to accomplish the murder." "You have certainly made out a strong case against this man," said Meg, after a pause, "but It is all theory. Your proofs?" "I shall find them. David will help me." Meg sighed, and, rising to her feet, she drew her cloak round her tall form. "I shall help you also," she said, sad ly. "That is, If you will accept of my help." "Assuredly. You loved Maurice" "To my cost. Major; but he did not love me. This girl this Miss Dallas," she added. In a faltering voice, "she " Etc J must tie very lovely, for Mr. warry loves her also, A woman who has throe men at her feet must be wonderful.' "She Is certainly beautiful, but she Is not clever, and her weak nature Is en slaved by the gross superstitions of Dldo." "I should not think from your de scription that she was likely to attract Maurice," said Meg, in a low voice; "but undoubtedly-he loved her dearly; and I " .She made.al.-'gesture of de spair and moved towards the door. On the threshold she paused and held out her hand. "Good-by, Major; should I hear anything further I shall let you know. But the trump?" ' "I shall keep him here. If .'he were guilty of the crime he would not stay, but as It is he will remain under my eye. I Intend to question him- further about the connection between Dldo and Etwald; I wonder what power this doc tor holds over the.'negress?" - "You can learn that "only from the woman herself." ' .' j . "Or from Etwald,'.' rejoined Jen. i.'If . I, can only succeed In having him ar rested, he may confess all."' : ' "Let us hope he' wll," replied Meg, and after shaking hands again with Jen, she. took her departure. '- .'v .", While' the Major was considering what step he should take, David,' re-1 turning from a long and solitary, walk, entered the room.r Of late the young man had indulged in these lonely ex cursions, "whence he always returned more melancholy than ever. His fine face was lean and worn, , there were dark circles under his eyes, and,, his manner, formerly, noted for its com posure, was now nervous" and hesitat ing, On approaching his guardian, he saw the devil-stick on the. table, and at once his pale face grew yet paler, "Where did you find it it?"- he asked, pointing a trembling finger at the ter rible piece of evidence. ' "I did not find it at all," rejoined the Major, gloomily; "Meg brought it to me. It was Battersea who found it. He offered it for sale to .Meg, and she brought it and the tramp to me." 1 "Battersea!" said David, repeating the name In a puzzled tone. "How did he become possessed of it? Has he anything to do with the crime?" "No. He found the devil-stick with in the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, near the gate." "Who lost It there?" said Sarby, ab ruptly. "Ah.'V replied Jen, In a meaning tone, "Tell me that and I'll have the assas sin of our dear Maurice within the walls of Deanminster jail before the year is twenty-four hours older. It 's my belief, David, that Dr. Etwald killed Maurice!" "Impossible! For what reason?" "Because he wants to -marry Isabella Dallas." "In that case he should rather have killed me than poor Maurice, for, as my suit to Isabella was supported by Mrs. Dallas, I was the more formidable rival of the two!" "I don't think so, my boy; Isabella loved Maurice, and to marry him she would have rebelled against her moth er. But I daresay if you become en gaged to her, Etwald will remove you also from his path." "There will be no need for him to do that," replied David, coldly. "I shall never marry Isabella." "What do you say? I thought you loved the girl." ,"I do love her!" cried David, vehe mently. "I have always loved her, and shall continue to do so until the day of my death. At the same time I shall never become her husband." "Why?" "Don't ask me, Major. I would tell you if I could, but it is impossible." "Of course; my boy, if you choose to withhold your confidence from me, I have no right to force you to speak. All the same, as I have been a second fath er to you, I think you should be, more open with me." "I would tell you If I could," said David again, but in rather a sullen manner; "but I have reasons stron reasons for not doing so. Later on I may tell you all I know." "All you know!" repeated Jen, in a startled tone. "About' this crime?" ' "Yes. I know something, but what- It is I dare not tell you now, Uncle Jen," he added, gravely looking at the elder. "If you are wise, you will not pursue your Inquiry." (To be continued.) Good Work. "You have had that cook a long time, haven't you?" . "Quite a while, and she's the goods, too."- "I wish you'd tell my wife how you manage to keep her." "I got the mayor of the city to ap point her to the office after giving her a sort of a civil service examination, and now she thinks she is holding- a political office and, you know, office holders never let go." Houston Post. The Point of View. "Civilization," remarked the canni bal king, "promotes some strange ideas." "To whom do you especially refer?" inquired the missionary. "Among you the ultimate consumer Is regarded with sympathy. Here he Is considered very lucky." Washing ton Star. That Air of Verisimilitude. John One of your creditors wishes to speak to you, sir. Master Well, say I'm away from home. John All right, sir, and I'll Just light one of your best cigars; he'll be more likely to believe me then. Fllegende Blaetter. Afler the Hone j-moon. "Pa, what's the difference between idealism and realism?" "Idealism, my son, is the contempla tion of marriage; realism is being mar ried." Boston Transcript. Not a Bit. Knlcker Several thousand ihlrt walst makers are on strike. Henpeck Do you suppose it would do any good for the shirtwaist button erg to strike? New York Sun KOTJ?INQ NEW UNDER THE STIK. Many . "Invention!" Improvement on Tlilnua laitliir I.onit Ait'o, There Is no new thing under the sun. Many of our bonsted new "in ventions" are simply second editions of things which were invented a thou sand years ago, Pearson's Weekly Bays. The-taxlcab is by no means a new idea. A German pr essor has writ ten a. letter to the Frankfort Gazette, in which tie says he has discovered that Vitruvius, the Roman historian describes a taximeter cab in use in Rome the year 79 A. D. The mechanism of the taximeter caused a stone to drop into a box under the carriage every thousand paces. At the end of the journey the driver counted the stones which, had fallen into the box, and In this way was able to calculate the fare. Within the last fifty years an En glishman produced a particular kind of pin, which he calle a "safety" pin. ,-For this admirable service to mankind he was highly honored and fetes and favors have showered -upon him. However, when some one was pok ing about among the ruins of Pompeii they came upon a large number of bronze safety pins' They were quite up-to-date pins, too. ' There was Soiled ;spring at one end and a catch at the" other-r-just like those in con stant use at the present day. . Thifhbles have been found lri pre historic .mounds and combs and hair pins were in existence before , the Christian era. It is guessed , wjith some certainty that the first needle must have been threaded by a thrifty housewife about 5,000 years ago. The combination locks we use to day, which can only, .be opened by a combination of certain numbers and letters,-were well known and used ex tensively by the Chinese-many centu ries ago. In China, too, they illuminated their houses a couple of thousand years ago with natural gas, which was conveyed to the consumer's house by means of bamboo tubes. It Is calculated that some short hand systems go back to somewhere about 500 B. C. At any rate, there seems no doubt that the orations of Cicero were written with as much skill and rapidity as the modern sten ographer could boast. The ancients knew, about electricity and, though we usually credit Watts with the discovery of steam as a mo tive power, Nero of Alexandria de scribed machines driven by steam 2,000 years before Watts was born. This same gentleman Invented a double-force pump, such as Is used nowadays as a fire engine', and he an ticipated the modern turbine wheel. FACE THAT WAS FAMILIAR. Quite Snre She Had Met the Man and So She Really Had. Two richly dressed young girls whose breeding and beauty would pass unquestioned anywhere were among the crowd at an exhibition of paint ings last week. Suddenly the taller of them lifted her eyes and exclaimed to her companion, as she caught sight of a man entering the room: "Why, there's some one I ought to know real well." She was looking directly at a man who had not yet seen her, says the New York Press. He was well worth looking at strong,- broad of shoulder, fair as a Norseman, with an air far more material than artistic. The girl's steady eyes compelled the man's gaze. As their glances met she bowed. He looked .surprised, but- made no , re sponse. She bowed again with gentle insistence, smiling the while. ' He was almost up wlth.jn touch of her as he returned her greeting with seeming arotest at doing so. A sudden pressing together of the crowd brought them cose to each other, and she purred up to him. "Don't you think that on the aver age this year's exhibition is an im provement on the last?'' she asked. ' "I don't know, Miss Kirkie,". he re turned, simply, with a shyness of man ner that seemed strangely1 enough ur sulted to so superb a physical speci men. "I'm no judge. I Just came in just because I was given a ticket." "Yes?" she drawled out. Then hur riedly, as she put out her hand,-which he failed to see: "You really will par don pie, won't you? But I can't recall where I met you or anything ven your name has slipped my memory. And yet I ought to know it, since you haven't forgotten mine, I see. And your face is so familiar!" She broke off and looked up at him with eager expectance, as though she were questioning him. Finally he broke what promised to be an Icy si lence. "Yes, miss, you used to see me very often when you lived In the apartment on 72d street. I was I still am the Janitor there." PunHe's Panacea. Tom Purdie, an old man servant In Sir Walter Scott's household, used to talk of the famous "Waverley Novels" as "our books," and said that the read ing of them was the greatest comfort to him. "Whenever I am off my sleep," he rnnfided to James Skpne, the author of "Memories of Sir Walter Scott," "I have only to take one of the novels, and before I bave read two pages it is sure to set me asleep." Coming;. Mrs. Marsh Are you going to vote for Thompson? Mrs. Mallow No. They say the other man is much better looking. St. Louis Post-Dispatch. A farmer, who has Ove boys and two girls, U regarded ai a very lucky man. THE COUNTKY'S GBOWTH. hown In the Increase of Mall Mat ter Handled Annually. The growth of our country and the Increase in the volume of business can be realized no better than by a com parison of the number of pieces of mail matter handled annually. .The total for, 1889 was 3,860,200,000 pieces, .in cluding letters, postal, cards, newspa pers, printed matter and packages of every sort, -Twenty years later the total was four ttoies as great, and reached 13,173,340,329. The advance haB been remarkably regular year after year and at the rate of about 100 per cent every five years, In 1847, the year when post age stamps were first -Issued, the total number of pieces that passed through the malls was 114,175,480. A considerable part of the Increase during the last ten years has been due to rural delivery. Farmers are now able to receive newspapers, let ters and other mail matter at their doorsteps without leaving their plows or their harvest fields and driving into town. - .. . There are now nearly 40,000 rural delivery carriers who re paid 135,000, 000 a year for carrying the letters and newspapers to the country homes in the United States, and together they traveled last year more than 1,000,000 miles 'a day. The rural delivery serv ice is now thirteen years old, and it has been i the greatest success of any new idea that has been introduced into the administration of pur government. The Postofflce Department will renew Its efforts to secure a law authorizing a parcels post service so that farmer!' wives can do their shopping by mall, but the opposition, from the country merchants, who fear their trade will be diverted to the cities, is so determ ined that It is doubtful whether Con rresR will act. FASHION HINTS Onr sketch showj one of the lovely chiilon robes veiled in gauze. The robe is creamy white with a shaded pink bor der, while the overdress is a deep pink. A black satin hem makes an effective and practical finish to the skirt. Too Much for Hint. They numbered four. They abso lutely exuded prosperity. The things which they ordered were such as to fill with envy the breast of the man at the next table, engaged in consum ing the most modest dish disclosed by the bill of fare. The four were conversing languid. plutocratic conversation. After a while it turned to the question of money. Evidently they wanted to do something. How much money had they? One of the four took out his pocketbook and counted up a roll of bills. "Oh, I have a hundred and forty," he said, carelessly. The second and third members of the party went through their pockets. ".I have two hundred and fifteen. remarked one. 'And f have three- hundred," said the other. The fourth waved his hand grandly. . "Neved mind, you fellows," he said. I'll lend you all you want" Tenderly, waiters bore the man at the next table out into the cold air. He will recover. A'o riace for Celentlala. George Richmond Hayes, the noted San Francisco ethnologist, said at a recent dinner: 'The yellow races are held In bet ter esteem than used to be the case In the West. I once visited a very rough boom town In Oregon near Cot tage Grove. In the leading saloon a man in a red shirt said to me: ' "Ye wanter carry yerself almighty straight In these parts, stranger. Go wrong the least mite and, by crinus, we'll lynch ye as quick as look at ye.' I smiled. 'Would you lynch me,' I asked, 'If I killed a dogT 'Would we? he snorted. 'Why, stranger, we've lynched fellers here for klllln' Chinamen!'" rrolmblr for the Truat. "Hello, old chap! I haven't seen you for a year. Where have you been?" "Down In South America," "South America? What have jrou been dolnir there?" "O er Just rubbering around." Chlcaeo Tribune. Va-1 A Ilea. An optimist," said Uncls Allen Sparks, Is (slap) a man who believes the mosquito (slap) was created for ome lofty and (slap) beneficent pur pose. 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