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CHAPTER VIII. ! July reigns, vice June, dethroned, but till th mm hold foil wy. seaton uysart eta come and gone many a time to tad from Greyconrt, and by degrees a little of the constraint that had cbararteriied hia early visits has wor away. He haa even so far ad vanced aa to be almost on friendly term with Griselda. But between him and Vera that first dark roil of distrust still hangs heavily distrust that, oa Vera'a side, has taken a blacker hue and merged itself into dis like. Seatoa Dysart's arrivals being only looked for by the girls at about seven . o'clock in the evening Just an hour or so before dinner-gave them plenty of time to prepare for his coming. Any day on which he waa expected, Mrs. Crunch brought a formal message to Vera from her uncle to that effect. Never yet had their cousin come without the, announce ment being made; and so thoroughly un derstood was it that he wonld not put In an unexpected appearance, that when, after a rather longer absence than nsnal. an absence extending over all last week and part of this, he turns ud at halt-past two In the afternoon, his coming causes distinct embarrassment in several quar tern. "What can have brought him at this hoar? London must be reduced to ashea," hasards Griselda, her tone now as genial as usual. For one, instant a sickening fear that it might be Mr. Fey ton's knock had made her blood run cold. There had been a short but sharp en counter between him and her the day be- fore yesterday, and a wild fear that he had come ap to have it out with her now, and here, had taken possession of her. At such a moment the advent of Seatoa u hailed by her, at least, with rapture. ay. wnat nanny wind drove you down at this hour?" cries she. with the friendliest air, beaming on him as he comes Into the room. '"It is good of you to call it hanny, aays he, casting a really grateful look at her as he shakes hands silently with Vera. "In time for luncheon, too, I see. though," with a rather surprised glance at the table, 70U dun t seem in a very hospitable mood. Nothing to spare, eh T' "We didn't know you were coming, yon see," aays Griselda, mildly. "And It isn't lunch yon see, or rather you don't see, . before you; it is dinner." "Whatr saya Seaton, flushing a dark red. He has got up from his seat and is regarding her almost sternly. "Is it true?" asked Seaton, turning to Vera. It is a rather rude question, but there is so much shame and anxiety in his tone that Griselda forgives him. "Why should it not be true?" aays Vera, coldly. "A a rule, we dine early." "She means that we always dine early except when we know you are coming," supplements Griselda, even more mildly than before. "And this" with a hurried glance at the (canty meal, "do you mean to tell me that that this is your diuner every dayr , . r "Literally," says Griselda, cheerfully. "This Is the chop that changeth not It is not all that one could desire, of course, but if sometimes it might be altered for " "GriseldaT interrupts Vera, rising to her feet. , "Why should I not speak T asks Gri selda, in a meekly injured tone. "I was merely going to add that a fowl occa sionally would be a good deal of moral nse to us. I have always beard that to keep the temper in a healthy state, change of food is necessary." "I feel as if I ought to apologise to you for all this," says' Dysart, with a heavy sigh, addressing Vera exclusively, "and as if, too, no apology could be ac cepted. But I shall see that it does not occur again." ' "I beg yon will do nothing," aays Vera, quickly. "Nothing. I will not have my uncle spoken to on this subject. Griselda la only In jest; she speaks like a foolish child. I," folding her bands tightly to gether. "I forbid you to say anything about It" "I regret that I must disobey you," says Seaton, courteously, but with deter mination. "My father's house is In part mine, and I will suffer no guest to endure discomfort in it" "There is no discomfort now. There will be if you try to alter matters in our favor." "You mean that yon will accept noth ing at my hands; is that it?" exclaims he, passion that will not be repressed in his tone; the coldness seems broken up, there Is Are in his eyes and a distinct anger. "You have had that time' you spoke of; has it fulfilled its missions has it taught you to detest me? No!" detaining her deliberately as she seeks to leave the room. "Don t go; you should give me a real reason for your studied discourtesy, for I won't believe that I am naturally abhorrent to you. There must be some thing else." "If you must know," says she, looking back detianuy at mm, her blood a little hot "you are too like your father for me ' to pretend friendship with you." "Oh, Vera, I think you shouldn't say that!" cries Griselda, now honestly frightened at the storm she has raised, but neither of the others hear her. Vera, with one little slender white hand grasp ing the back of a chair near her, is look ing fixedly at Seaton, whose face has changed. An expression of keen pain crosses it. "Has he been so bad to you as thatr he says; and then, with a profound sigh: "My poor father!" There is something so honestly grieved in his whole air that Vera's heart smites her. "Why will you bring up this discussion again and again?" she says, with remorseful- Impatience. "Why not let me go my way unquestioned, and you yours? What am I to you when all is told? I am outside your life I ever shall be yet it seems to me as If you were bent on compelling my likes aud dislikes." "Tou are right," says he, going closer to her, his face very pale, "I would com pel you to-4o more than like me." "Compel!" She has drawn back from him, and her eyes, now uplifted, look de fiance into his. 'If I could," supplements he, gently. He turns and leaves the room. r-rr nirvin rv While the two girls were discussing, lu a frightened way, the result of Griselda' imprudence, Seaton was having a tussle, sharp and severe, with his father. "They are all alone in the world,'' 'he aaya. swswwBipiiiiiiw,.iiii'';,' ; f, 'j .i,iii:ii; ;,' "Yes, yes." acknowledges the old man with a frown. "Except for me," hastily; 1 aione came to tbeir rescue," That is true. It was quite what 1 should have expected of you!" "Why should you expect it? There was no reason." saya the old man. sharply. "It was of my own free will that 1 took them. Do you question my kimlncs to them? What more am I to do fur them? Would you have me kneel at their feet ana 00 them homage? Have I not ex plained to you how desirous I am of mak ing one or thera my daughter? Ha! I nave you there, I think! Is not that af fection? Am I not willing to receive ner.- -Lou nould best know." "es, ' saya the youug man, stonily, his eyes on tne ground. "Why. look you; I would give her even you. lou! My sou! My one possession mai naa any good in it: lou must put that idea out of your ueaa once for all. I could not couibat a dislike active as hers." "Her dislike? Hers? That Wrr." his face working. "What d'ye mean, sir? leu you it shall be: Shal " "Talking like that will not mend mat ters. It certainly will not alter the fact that I myself personally am objection able to her. I can see that it is almost as much as she can do to be civil to me to sit at the same table with me. I en treat you not to set your heart upon this thing, for it can never be." "I tell you again that it shall!" shrieks the old man, violently. "What! is the cherished dream of a lifetime to be set aside to suit the whim of a girl, a penni less creature? She shall be vour wife. I swear it though I have to crush the consent out of her." He falls back clum sily into his chaw, a huddled hean. Seaton in an agony of remorse and fear hangs over him, compelling him to swal low a cordial lying on the table near. "Here. sir. Be patient. All shall be as you wish. I implore yon to think no more of this matter. Yes," in answer to the fiery eyes now more ghastly than ever in the pallid, powerless face, "I shall try my best to fulfill your desire." He feels sick at heart as he says this, and almost despicable; but can he let the old man die for want of a word to ap pease the consuming rage that has brought death hovering with outstretch ed wings above him? And yet, of what avail is it all? A momentary appease ment, r.ren as he comforts and restores his father, there rises before his mental vision that pale, proud, sorrowful face, that is all the world to him, and yet, lias; so uttie. neither she nor Griselda desire an v nor Griselda desire anv change in their way of living, wait pa tiently for seaton a departure from his father's den. and now, at last, seeing tne coast clear, goes quickly forward, Uncle Gregory, I wish to say some thing to you." she Is beginning, hurried ly, hating her ta.-, and hating her hearer, wnen suddenly sne is interrupted. Hah: J- or the first time, let me sar. I am glad to see yon," says the old man. grimly. ' "liitnerto I have been remiss. 1 tear, in suen minor matters of eti quette. Sit down. I. too, have something to say to yon." He fixes his niercine eyes on ner ana says, snarpty: "lou have met my son several times? i es, says era. lou like him.'" with a watchful glance, "I can hardly say so much." coldlv He is neither more nor less than a com plete stranger to me. As yet lime will cure that: and I speak thus early to yon, because It is well that you should make np your mind beforehand to like him. "Why?"' she asks. 'Because in him you see your future husband. There is a dead pause. The old man sits with bright unblinking eyes fixed upon the girl, who has risen to her feet and is staring back at him as if hardly aanng 10 understand, rrom red to white, from white to red she grows: her breath tills her, passionate indignation burns hot within her breast. "Absurd!" she says, contemotuouslv. "Call It so if you will," with an offend ed flash from bis dark eyes, "but reirard it as a fact for all that You will marry jour cuuniu, ici me assure you. .that I certainly shall not" decisive ly. iuui you certainly snail, ma yon not know that your marriage with my son was we last wish, the last command 01 your father IT He is lying well, so well that at first tne girl forgets to doubt him. Jiy rather" she says, with much amazement He never so much as men tioned my cousin's name to me." To me, however, he did. Do you wish to see tne lctter7" This is a bold stroke. Vera hesitates then, "o," says she, steadily. "Even if my father did express such a wish, I should not for a moment accede to it. I ahull not marry to please any one, dead or living, except myself." ou you now luiua. we snail see," re turns be, in an icy tone. t "May I ask if If your son is aware of this arrangement t" "My son is willing," says Mr. Dysart, siowiy. At this moment the door is thrown open and Beaton himself enters, "Yon know!" she cries. Her tone is low, but each word rings clear as a bell. "You know! Oh, coward!" ahe breathes very low, her slender hand clinched. Roused from his lethargy and stuna bv her contempt, he would now have made his defense, but with a scornful gesture she waves him aside and leaves the room. "Great heaven! how did you dare so to Insult her?" cries the young man, In ter rible agitation, addressing his father. He casts a burning glance at him. Dysart cowers before it. "Out of evil comes good," he says, sul lenly, "and I did it for the best." He stretches out his hand to his son. "See, then," he cries, entreatingly, "I did It for you for you!" "For mef You ruin the one hope 1 had, which meant silence time -and you say It was for my good!" "I thought to compel her, to frighten her into a consent, and I will yet," cries he, eagerly. "Nay, Seaton, do not look thus upon me. I have not betraved von I without meaning, and all for the fulfill ing of your desire-4nd"mine." ' "You misunderstand me," says Seaton, cui-mng bis passion with difficulty, "1 would not have her as a gift on such terms. Is it a slave ; want think you? w.iiwaiyiaii''iyp-rt :"tzz:: So, not another word! I cannot ttaad it to-niitht. rorgiv me, father, If 1 seem abrupt but" He seems heartbroken as he turns aside and disappears through the door way. Long after he has gone the old man aits motionless, his head bowed upou hia breast. "Curs her!" he say ,at last; "the same blood all through, and always to my undoing! Cursed be her lot Indeed If I she comes between him and met But that shall never be." I Presently he passes throiiah a door on his right hand, gropes hia way along the unlighted passage, l ulocking and enter ing aa apartment here where the strange old cabinet stands he fastens the door securely behind him, and goes quickly up to it. Kneeling down beside it he unlocks the secret door, and taking out the withered parchment opens and reads it with a feverish haste. It seems as though he hopes thus to slake the raging thirst for revenge that la tormentiug him. Long he kneels thus, conning each word with curious care, gloating over the contents of that mysterious document So lost Is he in his perusal of it that h fail to hear the approach of Mrs, Grunch until she lay her hand upon his shoulder. "What don't you know it br heart yet?" asks she. derisively. IT be continued.) WHERE TO LOSE TRfcASUHE. Rest and fa rest run Feem.'to Bs la Paris Cab, If a man must lose bis purse some where, perhaps the beat place la In a rarla cab. Major Arthur Griffiths, writing lu Caswell's Magaxlue, tells some wonderful stories of money re covered after being thus left He aays that the cabmen of Pari are honest enough-posalbly in spire of them selves, for they are a rough lot aud are carefully looked after by the police. As a result, some curious instances of self-denial on the part of these poorly paid servants of the public have been recorded. One night a rich Kusslan, who had gone away from bis club a large win ner, left the whole amount ten thou sand franca. In a cab. He was so cer tain that he bad lost It Irreparably that he returned to St Petersburg without even Inquiring whether It had been given up. , . Some time biter he was again In Par is, and a friend urged him at least to satisfy himself as to whether the miss- j lug money had been taken to the lost property office. He went and asked, although the limit of time for claiming lost property had almost expired. "Ten thousand rt-auca wet!" said the' official. "Yea, It Is here;" and after the proper Identification the packet waa restored to him. What a fool that cabman must have lieenT was the Russian's only remark. The comment spoke ill for public morality In Russia, On another occasion a jeweler lu the Palais Royal left a diamond parure worm eiguty inonsana francs in a cab. The ponce, when he reported his loss, ff ?, dla,U0U,U worth sixteen thousand dollar a great "777 "" 2l S F . ... - ....s "-" from the rank; and more nnfortumite ka h.rf nn. lfK .h ,l.l.. "-"- ...1.1-1. for which reason he had abruptly left the cab. The case seemed hopeless, yet the cabman brought back the diamond of his own accord. The quaintest part of the story Is to come. When told at the prefecture to ask the Jeweler for the substantial reward to which he was clearly entitled, be replied: 'No, not I; he was too rude. I hope I may never see him or speak to him again." All cabmen are not so honest as this, yet a great deal of treasure finds Its way to the prefecture, whither every thing found In streets and highways, tn omnibuses, theaters, cabs and railway stations. Is forwarded. In one case an emigrant who had made bis fortune in Canada, and carried It In his pocket in the ahape of fifty notes of ten thou sand franca each, dropped his purse as he climbed on to the outside of an om nibus. . The conductor picked If up and re stored It with Its one hundred thou sand dollars Intact- To be sure, he was rewarded with two thousand five hundred dollar, but the temptation he overcame was great Troubled by Little Things. The Quaker spirit at Its best. Is the spirit of truth, righteousness and all embracing charity; but sometimes Quakers, like other people, make too much of little things, thereby becom ing, what they loathe, formalists. The Church Standard tells two anecdote Illustrating this tendency. In the day when Friends were ac customed to wear cocked hats turned up at the sides, one good Friend bought a hat of this description, without notic ing that It was looped up with a button. He sat one day In a meeting,, when be noticed some looks of curious displeas ure. Taking off his hat, be saw the rea son for the looks, and then rose and said, "Friends, If religion consists In a button, I wouldn't give a button for It." His sermon was at least understood. A somewhat similar story Is told of an Influential Friend who, on his way to meeting, was caught In a drenching rain, and borrowed a neighbor's coat. He seated himself opposite to Jacob LIndley, who wag so much disturbed by the glittering buttons that "his meeting did him no good." When the congregation rose to depart be felt con strained to go up to the Friend who bad so much troubled bim and Inquire why he had so grievously departed from the simplicity enjoined upon members of their society. The good man lpoked down upon h!i garment, and quietly replied: "I bor rowed the coat because my own wa wet; and Indeed, Jacob, I did not notice what buttons were on It." Jacob shook his hand warmly, and said, "Thou art a better Christian than I am, and I will learn of thee." Jacob was right. He had been paying too much attention to the "mint, anise and cummin" of Quaker tradition. The Flrat Thing. Munson What do you think w ought to do with the Philippines? Brlsbe I'm thinking that It might be a good Idea for us to capture them. Some people Ilk to be generous lust to brag about It . : --- A SHOCK TO THE ENGINEER. Alwaja Cnnerved If II ta Locomotive Kau lHwn a Man. Some one with a fondness for the compilation of statistics li:is evolved the theory that engineers bold their po sticus on au average ten year. Den vet knights of the throttle must be su perior to their brethren In other place, for It ta not at all uuusitnl to encounter wen there who have labored for the same corporation from fifteen to twen ty year aud fool that they still have many year to toll In the harness. Cbarlea Frye of the Ulo Grande la one of thet-e, Last year he completed hia twentieth consecutive year with the company. He Is a splendid speci men of the engitioer a mau of brawn and brain. HI hair Is quite white, but hia physical and mental vigor lias not decreased; rather haa It grown with the flight of years aud the assumption of greater responsibilities, lie bubbles over with good nature ami laughs at the suggestion that anything In his ca reer would prove of Intercut to the general public. He was born in frank lin, Mass., April It. ISiil. lie begun fir tng on the Boston & Albany In I8ii2, but the war fever was coutagloua aud he enlisted with his father. The au thorities discovered that he was too young and bis. father too old and both were compelled to return to peaceful pursuits. After three years' shoveling of coal he graduated to the upper side Of the cab aud milled trains all nvor the Bay State, lu 1STS he mine West with an engine from the work and ran between Cheyenne and! Cot. Rath, who ha held hi peace hra Sldney, Neb. Two years later he came' tofore, for fear of being misquoted, oa to Denver and wetit to work for the Ulo Grande. For the last eighteen years he haa pulled a passenger train out of Deli ver toward the South. He has been unfortunate enough to kill several persona who got In frout of bla engine, which la oue of the speed iest on the system. "What were my sensations after lh tragedies?" he asked, and the smile faded from bis face. "1 enn't describe It I suppose a fellow of my slxe slior' be ashamed to confess that auytlil caused him to collapse, but after crash Into some one and I know tl a fatality has resulted I am unable stand. When 1 see the dauger I c centrate every energy to avert catastrophe. 1 am not nervous th but when it Is over I collupse, AU BTe ORA row miles below I , orda Springs, on a clear day. we w bowling along at forty miles 1111 ho "d I observed a man walking do the middle of the track. I pulled 1 whistle, but he did not pay the alight' I attention. I thought be would get 1 or the way, and we were uiion ti i before realized that he did not Intii.,. doing so. I reversed and put n rjt brakes, but tho cowcatcher cnuglit him and hurled hlra ngtlliist a telesranb pole. Life waa extluct when we r.wrhed bim. "We turned him over to the coroner ewg, "and afterward that official told me that the dead man wa. a fugitive from justice, lie had murdered a man That da, he had learned m Colorado Springs that th .., , . t,' , , ,. I""" i" "or U11H. M ..l,!.,,,!. --.. .... ,.. - -.. ' " " u " .1 1 J ui ucviug from place to place aud determined to commit suicide." Blue lilood on the Water. Yachting bus appropriately been called the sport of kings. Indeed, In these days of floating palaces few be sides those with royal Incomes can af ford to Indulge the pastime. The uum ber of royal yachts in existence Bod the immense sums lavished on them are amazing when It Is ttikeu Into con sideration how much royal and Impe rial personages are a prey to mnl-do-mer. The German emperor Is always III when- facing a gale at sea. The empress Is a much better sailor In thla respect When the two of them went to the Holy Laud tbereiiipres wa the only person of the Imperial circle on board who was not prostrated by sea sickness during Hip trip down the Adri atic Prince Henry of Prussia like wise confesses to seasickness each time on going to sea after being In port for a while. The Duke of Cornwall Is afflicted In the same way, and the duchess Is such a martyr to seasick ness that she hesitated for a long time before consenting to undertake tbu tour just concluded. She suffered Intensely during the trip from Portsmouth to Gibraltar, the weather In the Bay of Biscay being very stormy. King Edward, although devoted to yachting, has been absolutely prostrat ed by mal-de-mer when crossing the channel between Dover and Calais. In deed, the only member of the English royal family who Is absolutely Im mune from this aliment Is the widowed Duchess of Albany. The Intrusion Was Excusable, When Mark Twain lived In Buffalo be made the acquaintance of some neighbors under ' peculiar circum stances. Emerging from his bouse one morning he saw something "which made bim run across the street and re mark to the people who were gather ed on the veranda: "My name Is Clem ens; my wife and 1 have been luieod- Ing to call on you and make your ac quaintance. We owe you an apology for not doing It before now. I beg your pardon for Intruding on you lu ibis Informal manner, and at this t lino of day, but your house Is on tire!" Counting. "Brains are what count In this day," said the enthusiast. "Yes," answered the pessimist; "but there Isn't much use of their counting If you can't put dollar marks J11 front of the figures employed In the process," Washington "Star, First Maps of Detroit It Is claimed that Joseph Gaspard Cbaussgros De Dory, a French engi neer, made the first maps of Detroit in 1749 and 1754. When a girl begius to call certain rooms In the bouse poster rooms, don't think It Is the dear thing's choice. Iler father refused to put up new wall pa per, and she was forced to cover up the walls In some way. , ' After a man passes fifty, he bates tc, have his name spelled wrong - s . 1 Ever buy anything from an "agent' tbit you really needed? ;,,,,--' , , , i,.,, ..lw.j... r?3 HK nit a who avenged the aaaat II sluatlon of Lincoln by hanging four O of th conspirator. Mrs. Mary K, Surratt David K. Herrold. Uwl Payne Powell and George A. Atierott, now lives In Jackson, Mich. H Is Col. Chris. Ilsth. Ever since that 7th day of July. 115, wheo these four were executed lu Wash ington, Col. Rath has been la noaactuloa of information which settle beyond ills- put that Booth was killed nd that Mrs. Surratt waa guilty of th crime with which ah wa charged consulrln to take th President's life. Both of the ficts hav been doubted by luauy per sons. , At th time of th assassination of President Llucoln, Capt. Itatli. aa h then ranked, waa doing urovost dntv In Dlnwlddi County. VaH uuder (Jul. O. P. YMIcos. Immediately after th death f th President Cant. Rath was or dered to report at Washington. II wa placed In charg of th District of Columbia penitentiary and arsvual. un der Gen. Hartranft In th arsenal wer confined th Lincoln conspirator th four above named, together with paagler, Dr. Mudd, Arnold Ad and 0 "ihllo, and several persons who i wr nla " witnesses. u mm be r- numbered that th four last named wer ant,n.wh.l frit 1Ia I... ...I-. ........... l being Dually perauaded to tell what h knew of th Lincoln conspiracy, ani.t : "I want to set at rest forever, so far as I can, th senseless storl that Booth ihk UA.NUIMi UK wa not killed and that Mrs. Surratt wa an Innocent victim of th law. Neither I true. Tak Booth' cat first. Death of Booth Corroborated. ' "David E. Herrold attempted to escape with Booth. II wa afterward under my care in tba arsenal, and h told uia mor than once that Booth hd met an untimely end. He ald he felt bad about (he wy the man had died, lie detailed the story of hi effort to escape the officer of the law. Ha had not read the papers, bor communicated with any one beside myself, so he could not have learn ed the tory from outside sources. In asmuch as bis story tallied with the ver sion given by tho officer, there can be no doubt about the matter, Mrs. Surratt wa just as guilty n the rest. They were all guilty. After they returned from the court room they would discus th testimony adduced, and, with the exception of such matters as dates and names, they did not enter a denial to the Witnesses' statementa. "Then the fact that Mrs. Rurrstt prac tically acknowledged that she left gun and ammunition and provisions at her hotel In Surrattvllle the day before tho assassination, with instruction to ner hfln to deliver th stuff to whomsoever called for It. strengthens my contention. This stuff was called for by iwotn ana Herrold. Isn't that vldenc enough of her guilt? "Mrs. Surratt was unusually self willed. She could control herself admira bly. It will be remembered that her oniv daughter, Annie, was hem as a witness for a time. Some weeks after she was discharged he returned to the arsenal to sea her mother, me inter view was granted oa condition that I be allowed to overhear their conversation. Th daughter wa ushered Into th moth er's nresence, and although the girl threw herself Into her arms and sobbed herself weary, Mrs. Surratt hardly changed countenance. r Wanted to Rave Mr. Hnrralt "I do not believe that It was ever In tended that Mr. Surratt should bang. If the government could hav found any pretext on which to grant ber a reprieve I believe It wouia nave Been oona, "On the evening befar th execution, atfer the death warrant had been read, Powell asked to bav ma visit him in his cell. I did o. He then told me that he felt sorry for Mrs. Surratt, as she was an Innocent wdman, and bad It not been for him sha wonld not have got Into trouble. Hs Informed me that it he could luffer two death he would gladly do so If Mrs. Surratt might be freed. He deplored th fact that he was captured In th basement of her house, and that he had boarded with her for tbre months before tb consummation of the awful plot to which he wa a party. "I told MaJ. Eckert, assistant Secre tary, of Fowell' recital to mc. The fol lowing morning as early as 5 o'clock I was called before Secretary Seward. I repeated my story. I believe that If there had been sufficient proof of the truth of Powell s tale Mrs. Surrntt would have been reprieved even at that lato hour. I am firmly convinced that the government wanted sn excuse to suspend sentence. The minor officials thought this would be done, even up to the hour of the execution. Hanging of the Conspirator. "I had been ordered to have everything ready for the execution at 2 o'clock of that memorable 7th of July, 18(15. I wn prepared at that time. Gen. W, 8, Scott, who was to represent the government at tho execution, was nn hour lata. Wnon he appeared he said: " 'Captain, go 011 with the execution. "'How about Mr. SurrnttV I liiqiiir- ed. ' r" " ' ' 1 i.-Kiajjsi-i T-r;-,iii.'.7i Of A WW? "'Mr. Surratt go with th rest of them,' h said. "The Tour criminal wr marched to th gallows, alngle HI, a h accompanied by a soldier, with a minister of th gos pel following. The four lood th atraio nobly. Even though they were to uer death for participation In an awful crime, on could not but admire their bravery. Mr. Surratt and Pyn-I'uwll wer dropped iuto eternity from on gallow and Atserott aud Herrold from th oth er, They died Instautly, th doctor said. "The grave, had been dug aesr 111 scaffold. Th bodies were put In the nd with each wa a sealed bottle Con taining their rvspvetiv name. This ws done 10 that If th remain wer ever re- Interred there would b no trouble about, identification.' AN OLD VALENTINE. It wasn't murh for beauty, but It senti ment wa good. le It bore won tender verse that Wr ess.v miuVrstu.ul, A afflrntlna: red a rua wa sad th violet wa kin As' augsr weren't aa awestnr th tb girl I sent II to, It reprrutd all th pocket money that I hail. An' It did m good t' hut It tnr I know 'twould mas her glad. For It told a Ivor's aAVtloua, If It wasa't mnch for show Th valentln I cent her Is th day of long ago. I had my sitter back It, Ilk a "Mlaa' 00 the aiMrea, Ho she wouldn't know who ent It though Mil. St MUTT, PA V.N K. UKUOI.D tt'Voiu an Old print, 1 felt null ur h't! gnesa It Wk lite, ' wl kho allowed It 00 th road C aehnol wt ilat, 1 colored so an' tnimiwn-tl that I glv It all away. . 1 km.w I ailed f.uiltah 'for her girlish eliunia, i r.nvil. When I wild 'iwn mighty pretty, yet I fen uiost aw fid urond Jes' 10 know ihnt I'd eatntillahed my posi tion a hi-r Iwau With the aleiitin sent her In the day nt long ago, j elie 1 wedded been thea many year, a' limUe a lielnmiit true, A lovln' mother, q j 1 1 sa lung I hav been An' somen,,,,. en mf wife the bureau MMirni-ii loo T6 Ugh, old brier, rlimt'rs pressed,, lut o' sni'h kiw, nt,, That ham lu-w lu memory, a corner a not apart. Where all Hi old time flower eem t' tilu- oin In i In. h,art, ' An" one thing in particular make ov' maa IiImw A Valentin 1 a,nl h. In th, ! -n.tfoit rre Pre. Phil's Queer Valentine. Ffoum wa 1 IIII. was 10 year old when k ound his queer vlentln. but be only II when gruff Jk Atkins said to hi wife: "Well, ef tou ar sat on takln' the boy ter rl, why, tak him, bnt It's mighty hard dlggln' fer na now, an" when th youngster gits older sn' need schoolln' so' books an' a sight 0' clothes, then'U come th scrltnpln' fer you. . Mr. Atkins had sent Phil out with his sled, well knowing that she had not un dertaken an easy task when sh had de cided to org her husband to allow her to adopt th handsome littla boy, whoa mother had died two day before. Now she answered: "Yes, I am set oa takln' him, sn", Jake, ha won't cost oa any more than our own Phil would, an" he's just the same age," That settled It and when th littla boy came in from hi play, b found two lov ing heart waiting to help him forget that his mother was not there to khn him good-Bight Jake Atkins was a miner, and Inck had been against him during these four years that had passed since Phil came Into his home, but they had managed to live In a poor fashion. During the sum mer tha garden yielded rich iipplic, and there wss always some wild meat to lie had for the going la search of It Then some logging and In th winter tho of Christmas troes and trimming added a little to the household purse. The bare necessities they could always have, but none of the luxuries came Into their home, and here waa tho source1 of Phil's greatest sorrow. He cared little that ho had never In bla life worn a new oalr of trousers; those mude from his father's old ones themselves home made were comfortable enough. Nethcr did be envy tho city boys their skates In winter nor their bicycles In the summer, Thos were not to he thought of any more than were stiff collars or tailor-made suits; but one thing he longed for and planned for and even on day asked for, '. It was the week before Christmas n'nrt no and Jake were taking a load of ever greens to the city, forty miles owav. Jnko ninl he had climbed off the sled and were trudging along beside the horses, thrash- ing their arms together In an effort to wnnn themselves. Presently' th man spoke: "Phil. bov. of ever we smite it rich, yon an' ydiw moth er'll Imve llio greatest Chrls'nnis you over nri'iiip of. V lint (I you tulille, I'hll, ef we jLl. hii. 1 j uimL pL wVswaystsLBs -ilail rwaMLiL in -illw., nLwuaMar is lawaassaw iwaaaaaati SaaasajwaaajV tmmmm gaaBsBB asaaaiVwiaraa) : 1 could celebrate anm' other fonnf" "Book. Daddy, lk of Via, 'bout auliualaan' birds I wnuldn'i want another thing but book. Do yuu think th tline'll ever com a lien you ran buy m a few books?" "It alu't Iter now, on; there' ),,,,, fer your mother an' a blnU-t for tied, an' I reckon some sock fer me, i.-r come out 0' tills hind 0' green, Hut don't git dlscoursged. Melibe w kin. spar a dollar, come spring, fer that bonk you wa telllu' about What' th tin ma you called It by?" "Smith's Natural History, and a bar. gain It'll be; but lik't ( th muu'll a. It befur spring." "Llk' not," assented Jake "Who, there," h called to tli hoi'Sf, wliiiij stopped willingly enough. I'll two rlinth. ed to th teat of the sled and ill, horse darted off, Jake guvs I'till' aiou. der an encouraging I'"1- "You know my old ayln'; the first dol lar yon find in 1 horsesluw track, you klu spend fer the book." Phil' face lost Its shadow as he n iwered: "I ought to be ashamed to bother you, w hen you an' mother could Imm M more, If you hadn't lakrn m," Jak's answer was gruff, hut I'hll knew that It wa tender, too. "Don't b silly, boy. Talk sense," Oue morning In February, Jake said tn hi wife! "I'm up I swrk fer l'lit an' m. I've got ter go up ter the mine sn' put some props. In th shaft aa' I'll uk th boy fer enmp'ae. It's kinder lou aom an' cold, g.ilu' up lulu III moun tain alone, J.l about now," Phil did not wait to bear Mrs. At Una' inswer. He knew that she might dread to hav them tak the dangerous trip, but he also knew (hat the patient look oa her face must h' come with l!i years of anxious riidoritiii-e that she had known since she became the miner's wife, and he scrambled up la the loft of the cabin and b-Kiiu to hunt out l!i thick sluv.S? and leggings, nude from the ih part'' of an old blaiiket, and to get gnus and SI".', i,.. s a.m .Ty.i:ittnr. am y ntiiiiiiinliioii ready, for Imi and rata were plentiful lu ttm luonniaius IIJ I he trip to me mine was made In safe ly, the prop were put in and on th morning nf ihe Iicji dny i!, W W(,r, l the foot of the mountain, ready t aturt home, only ( hn. that the horse M broken loo,, d hd probably in. ed for home, ahead of tliem. Nothing was left fr them o do hut ! walk the fifteen -mil.-. , ,, HMn ,, they atarted out. The .now had been well packed wh.-n they earn over th nUh, n T 1. '"" ,,Urln "' uJ It wa easy to track th horse "iroiign th canyon, . ,,,,.. Bn.m "til the road began to "how .lgN, or tr,m. b tV".'0 PIM. . track ,hem farther. They bun.. Ma ur 1"" ", had gon "Thl Valentine' day. Daddy an' I wra,. a valcntlu on , flt p II 111 WhT m",h"r w''l'l M IL L. rtnMBot M ''""'""o with ' inns. Did yon ever writ her on. b fuf row were married f whf 1 U f '"Mtway 1 "T V? "V"""1 "h ,h" well. M I got tb teacher ler writ t It ..Id ulhln' Ilk this: ' ni "On the fourteenth of r.i. 1 waa our lot ter h uierrr rusry 1.01. waa east i, ninu rnrriiH Mml.t I. ... . .. . I .htn" Un m 1 fefua,, . 1 shall ,,,,,, ,, , von l rhooa Tha. nut . '"i" ' eet, Tti.t m you'll choose, .half MpwU.. vM.if!!,?'r ' " Phil did not bear the last words. Ahead """" omeiwng glistened and ho wa "ber, 5, DAPDV, A DOl I.Atl." snuw. He hurried forward a step and stooping down, 'turned the object over with his linger,, then h raised his beaming face to Jake ami exclaimed See, Daddy, a dollar, nn' I t. 1 ,. In a horseshoe track!" Blessed ef yon ain't rluht." th Inn 11 answered.- "An' Kill Stone's m,l' city tor-morr,T, su vim kin nrnd hv 1,1,,, an git thnt hook telllu' about nnlmoU" Hill Is professor of natural, history 'n large weslern colleiie now ,.,i 1..1,.. and hi wife live com Tori ably In hu p(.na. ant homo. There I ono 'nig(, ruoln in me nniisp, cniteti tno lliirnry, I Xcr Phil has many vuluablu hooks, but the ons in which h takes tint greatest pride is an old, well-worn copy of tho book on natural history, bought with the dollar that he found In a horsfsli. ir,.i I Uih of bVbrinux isao-hls "(jiumr valentine."
