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.
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"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
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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 .
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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
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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?
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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."