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The Trail of the Dead: a., T"E STRANGE EXPERIENCE Of DR. ROBERT HARLAND By B. FLETCHER ROBINSON and J. MALCOLM ERASER (Copyright (90S. by CHAPTER I. I. THE HAIRY CATERPILLAR. It is with no Intention of delighting the curious that I put my pen to paper. Only at the urgent desire of many mem bers of my own profession hare I under taken task necessarily disagreeable, and do now recall the details of a case which 1 take to be without parallel In the rec ord! of criminology. In the mental state of the afflicted being there was, Indeed, little that was abnormal. Manias that are similar to his fill our asylums. But that laborious studies in the byways of sci--ence, rather than in her more frequented paths, had placed at the will of his dis ordered brain weapons of a deadly poten cy, transformed a personal misfortune Into a great and urgent public danger. I spent four years at Cambride, where, though my degree was a high one, I found too many distractions to make such progress as I could bare wished in 4ny jprofession. Yet my Interest In med icine grew steadily, and on leaving the university I determined, having both the means and the time at my disposal, to seek out a spot where I could throw my self Into my work without the interrup tions of old friends and old associations. The reputation -of Heidelberg attracted me, and hither I migrated. Sufficient for myself. The man who -was to be associated with me in my trange quest I will describe with equal brevity. My cousin. Sir Henry Graden, Kt, M.D., F.R.S., F.R.S.G., was a man of remarkable personality a surgeon of brilliant gifts that had made for him a European reputation, yet an eccentric or so the world held him who lacked the steady application necessary for com plete success. He would throw himself Into the solution of a problem, or the prosecution of a new experiment, with the utmost seal; yet on achieving the desired result he would shake off the at mosphere of the hospital and laboratory and start on some wild-goose chase that night include the ascent of an unclimb able peak, the capture of. a rare species of wild animal, or the study of a little known tribe of savages. In person he was of great stature, and heavily, al most clumsily, built, with a rugged, weather-beaten face, keen yet kindly trey eyes, and brown hair, somewhat grizzled about the temples. In age he was well past the forties. In dress and deportment he might pardonably have been mistaken for a prosperous Yorkshire Crazier. Indeed, he was wont to com plain that he acted as a magnet to ail , the tricksters of London; though, from the shrewd smile with which he accom panied bis protests, it was easy to see that he thoroughly enjoyed the diversion of turning the tables on his discredit able opponents. It was towards the end of my second year at Heidelberg. An autumn sun had . sunk to rest in a golden haze over the wooded hills, and the night, lum inous under the harvest moon, lay npon the old town. I was sitting at my table, on which a shaded lamp threw Its yel low circle, arranging the notes of the lectures I had that day attended, when there came a knock at the door behind me. I cried sulky Invitation, for I feared the appearance of one of my pre posterous student friends, with his jargon of the duel and the promenade. But the next moment an enormous hand had dragged me into the realization of my duties as a host by standing me on my (eet amid the clatter of a falling chair. "Why, Cousin Graden!" I cried, for Indeed it was he who had thus treated me. "What cyclone has blown you fcere?" "Egad! I believe It's the truth I've beard," said he, throwing himself on to sofa that cracked again under his weight he was a famed breaker of furniture was cousin Harry Graden. "They told me that you'd shut yourself cp for nigh two years work, work, work as If there was no young blood In your reins, and no green world lying around you, with not a yard of it that isn't worth all the most learned dissertations ever written." I knew his favorite doctrine. It would bave been as foolish to argue with him s to attempt to uphold the necessity for the Union with an Irish Home Ruler. "But what are you doing here?" I repeated. "It's to Berlin that I'm bound, to read paper before t society that Is good enough to be interested in some notes I took recently on the Kaffir witch-doctors. I'd a few days In hand, so I thought I would take a peep at my dear Heidelberg and, Incidentally, at my worthy cousin, Robert Harland." He rose and stalked about the room, (lucking to himself like a contented hen. "Same old jugs and china pipes; same wainscot, a shade darker maybe; same old oak beams, a thought more smoky; tame schlagers above the mantelpiece." He took down one of the student's dueling-swords, and slipped his hand into the heavy, hilt. Raising his long arm Into the orthodox attitude, he swept the keen, thin blade In hissing circles. "Do you ever tramp on the sawdust, and drum with the schlager, and bleed in the tank, Cousin Robert?" "Not I. Though I have heard of your triumphs In the past, yon man of blood 1" "And who has been gossiping?" "Professor Von Stockmar. . He asked me to tapper the second day I arrived, (or the sola purpose, I believe, of lm- Sreeslng ma with the fame of a certain uellaf desperado of a student, one Jeseph B. Bowles; Henry Graden, who flourished In Heidel berg twenty years ago." "What. Von Stockmar? Little Her mann? What a good fellow he was! Did you ever hear him sing a song about but, of course, that's not possible. So little Hermann's a professor, is he? Are you nnder him?" "No; I'm with Professor Mrnac.n. Graden walked across to the fireplace and slowly filled huge china pipe that lay thereon. He lit it and, turning his back to the empty grate, sent forth such puffs of smoke that ha spoke as from out a cloud, mistily. "He has made himself a great name, this Marnac. ' How do you stand with him, Cousin Robert?" I "I don't quite know. I was a great favorite of his in my first year." "And now? Have you quarreled?" "Well, not exactly; it's a foolish story." "The foolish stories are often of great er interest than the wise ones." . - "Well, cousin Graden," said I, lean ing back In my chair and lighting a fresh cigarette, "if yon want to hear it, I'll tell It yon, and as shortly as may be. It began by the publication some six months ago of Protessor Marnac s cele brated book, 'Science and Religion. "Humph! a strong effort, full of sng gestions," he grunted; "but brutal, cal lous, and revolutionary. It had a mixed reception, I believe." "It had; and nowhere more so than in this university. Von Stockmar fol lowed It by a pamphlet of unsparing criticism, which split the students into two bodies the Marnac men and the Stockmar men. It was a pretty quarrel, and gave an excuse for a ecore of the in evitable duels." "Did Marnac attempt a reprisal?" "He did, and in the unusual form of reading aloud Von Stockmar's attack upon his theories to the class, of which I am a member. He appealed to us for sympathy. His agitation was remark able. ' I declare that he snarled over his opponent's name like a dog over a bone, and a most unpleasant scene ended in a fit, from which we aroused him with difficulty." "But this does not tell ma how you came to be Involved," he cried sharply, striding over to the table and plumping bimself Into a chair facing me. "Have patience, my impetuous cousin. From the first I had always found a friend in Von Stockmar. I liked him and we met frequently. The second day after the scene in the lecture-room I was wait ing with the cheery little man when we chanced upon Marnac. He gave me an ugly look, but said nothing, f hat night, however, he came to these rooms and abused me roundly. He reminded me of the interest he had shown in my work, called me a traitor to his party, and in other ways behaved with a childish ab surdity. Naturally, I refused to give up a valued friend." "You did right. But surely the affair has blown over? "To the contrary, the antagonism on Marnac's side, at least has grown still more bitter. Whenever I chance to be present, he misses no opportunity of at tacking 'my dear friend,' as he calls Von Stockmar, In the most cruel and vindictive fashion. My position at his lectures Is, I assure you, becoming most unendurable." "You are too sensitive, Cousin Rob ert. The absurdities of a vain and jeal ous " Graden checked his unfinished sent ence with his nose cocked In the air like a gigantic terrier. Surprise and sus picion were in his expression and atti-. tude. Then he rose slowly, as with an effort, and leaned forward across the table, bis knuckles resting on its edge. "We neglect our visitor," said he gravely, and at his words I turned sharp ly In my chair. CHAPTER II. In the shadows about the door, yet outlined with sufficient clearness against the black oak of the wainscot, a face stared in upon us. Around the head, crowned with a black skull-cap, fell a thick growth of white hair that was saint-like in length and beauty; the beard was of the like venerable purity. In a man of his apparent age the cheeks were curiously rosy, while the hand that held open the door was small at a woman's and delicate at old Ivory. For a moment I thought that the eyes, exaggerated by the convex pebbles of great gold glasses, turned upon ma with an expression of malicious satisfaction. Yet this was but an Impression, for the gloom hung heavily about him where he stood, and my sight had not been un affected by nights of study. "Will not the gentleman step In?" Graden continued, with a reproach at my unhospitality in his voice. Professor Rudolf Marnac for It was he who thus honored us slid his dimin utive figure through the door and ad vanced, with a courteous Inclination, into the lamplight. "My dear young sir," said he, In the soft musical English with which It was bis custom to address me, "I should not have Intruded myself at this lata hour but that I am the bearer of painful newt which I felt It right to communicate to you. Tour friend, Hermann Von Stock mar, died thla evening of acuta Inflam mation of the lungs." "Died?" I cried In bewilderment. "Why, I patsad him In the ttreet at mid day looking well and hearty." "Yes, it is even so, Mr. Harland. On moment a steady flame illuminating this university with its light; the next, a sigh from the conqueror Death and it it ex tinguished. The .active brain Js still; the pen, trenchant, incisive, destructive, is laid aside for ever." It was an Impressive homily; but from so open and vindictive a foe it seemed singularly inappropriate.' ' "You seem surprised," ha continued. I fear that encounters In the cause of science may have led the public to be lieve that poor Von Stockmar and I cherished personal animosities. If that Is so, I trust you will use your Influence to contradict it. My sorrow it already heavy enough without that unwarrant able suspicion. . The professor seemed deeply affected. Removing his spectacles, he pulled from bit tide pocket a large tilk pocket-handkerchief. At hetdid to, a tinkle caught my ear. A tquare box of tome white metal bad fallen to the floor. It rolled Into the lamplight, where the lid flew open. The professor hastily clapped on his glasses; but already Graden had re trieved the box and was presenting It to him. "There was nothing in it, sir," said he, for the professor had stooped and was examining the carpet minutely. "I thank you, I thank you." "Pray do not mention it Cousin Rob ert, if you and the professor will excuse me, I will step across and take a last look at poor little Hermann. Where are hit rooms?" Before I could answer, the professor was on his feet. "Pray accept me as your guide," said he, moving towards the door. Graden bowed his thanks like a polite elephant I followed the pair down the stairs. It waa growing late, and the narrow street of the students' quarter were well nigh deserted. A moon, like a pol ished shield, hung over the old castle above us, picking out each turret and parapet in silver grey against the sleep ing woods that swept upward to the sky-line. Across our path the gabled house cast broad, fantastic pools of shadow. A wind bad risen with the moon, and sighed and quivered in the rooft and archwaya. Once, from a dls tant tavern, came the faint mntter of a rousing chorut, but toon It was swallowed and carried away by the midnight breezes. We had not far to walk, and In five minutes the professor was tapping die creetly with an ugly devil-face of a knocker on Von Stockmar't door. Pret' ently th.e bolt was drawn, and Hani, the grey-bearded servant of the dead man, atood in the doorway, a lamp held high above bit head. He blinked upon us moodily, with eyes dimmed by old age and recent tears, till, catching sight of Graden't huge bulk, he stepped forward with a snort of surprise, flashing the light In his face as he did so. "Ah ! Goodness I but It is Heinrich der Grosse!" he stammered. "Ach! Herr Heinrich, but have you forgotten Hans of the Schlagers, servant of the honor able corps of the Saxo Boruoen?" "No, no," said Graden, shaking the veteran by the hand. "So our little Her mann took you for his servant, as he promised? This Is a sad day for us both, old friend. Tell me, bow did it happen?' "Do not; ask me, Herr Heinrich. My mind wanders I, who served him nigh on twenty years and was as a father and mother to him. The worthy fellow put down the lamp In the little ball Into which be had led us, and mopped his eyes with a hand that trembled with emotion. But Graden persisted in hit quiet way and toon extracted the details. It teemed that It wat the custom of the dead pro fessor to take a nap after hit midday meal. That afternoon, however, his sleep was unduly prolonged, and at four Hant, who knew he had an engagement about that hour, tupped in to wake him Hit master was lying on the couch in his bedroom, where he wss wont to take his siesta. But ha was In a curious, hud' died position and breathing ttertorously. Hani failed to rouse him, became alarmed, and hurried off for a neighbor ing doctor. That gentleman diagnosed the case it a Hidden and tevere chill which had settled on the lungs, causing violent inflammation. Everything possi' ble was done, but Hit eight be was dead, Beyond the remarkable violences of the seizure, the doctor had said, there was nothing in the symptoms. Overwork had doubtless undermined the constitution and rendered it vulnerable to a sudden attack. "And while he was asleep had he visitors?" asked Graden. "The street door is never locked dur ing the day." "But would you not have heard the stept?" "It wat my custom to sleep too. Herr professor allowed it." "So. I should like to take a last look at your poor matter, friend Hani. By the way, Cousin Robert, where Is our guide, the learned Marnac? I did not see him leave the house." "Perhaps the Professor Marnao hat al ready gone to my master's room, tht second to the right on the first floor," suggested the old servant (To be continued.) Yellow Peril. "Mora startling newt from Shang hai," exclaimed the man with the pa per, excitedly. "I tell you it la only a matter of time when the Chinese will try to do us up." "WeN," tald the peaceful man In the scorched shirt, "at present we will be satisfied if they only do up our shirts and collars. I can't even gat them to do that right" An Oft Yea for Travel, "My husband won't go to Europe thla year;" "What's his excuse?" "Ha tayt til the newspapers would wonder why." Cleveland Plain Dealer J '. The Dlalc Cultivator. Disks as farm tools are growing more popular all the time. They are used at all stages of farm work, from plowing to final cultivation. A man of long ex perience says of them : The main points in favor of the disk are that it will work closer to young corn without covering It, will work ground without Injury that Is too wet to be plowed with a shovel plow, will not throw up clods, but leaves the ground always In a fine tilth, can be set to run varying depths, shallow next to the corn and deeper In the middle of the row, which is the proper way when making the last two cultivations. However, the disk will not plow deep in very hard ground or turu the soil In such a way as to kill large weeds, yet If the weeds are taken In hand before tbey become too lurge the disk is satis factory In this as well. When corn is checked It is not prac ticable to plow across the fleid with the disk. If the disk Is run across the rows, It will be very ln-onvenlent, ss the gangs are more nearly rigid and cannot be so easily adapted to the in equality of the ground. For barring away the young corn, cutting the. dirt away from it, and for giving the last cultivation, laying by, I consider the disk vastly superior to the shovel, but where land has been severely pucked, as by hard rains, noth ing, in my opinion, will take the place of a four-shovel cultivator of the twist ed pattern, and they should not be less than five Inches wide. Fattening Coop for Poultry. In the fattening of poultry for mar ket It is always a good plan to confine the birds to quite small quarters In or der that the food given them may ac complish the best possible result The fattening coop should be where It is light and dry and the birds must be kept comfortable at all times. More than all, the coop or coops must be kept clean, else the fowls are likely to be come sick and will not In such condi tion take on flesh. Where there are a number of fowls to fatten coops are arranged on a wide shelf which forms the bottom, then when it Is to be cleaned simply lift it up and set In an other place, leaving the shelf free to clean thoroughly. Any box of light 'material will do for the fattening coop with wire netting to within six Inches of the bottom. Across this space a bar may be placed with just enough space between it and the wire netting so that the hen can get her head out to feed. A' narrow trough should be kept In front of the coop and be filled with a variety of grain in mixture so that the fowl may help Itself when It desires. These coops are very Inexpensive, easy to make and will prove very economi cal. The Illustration shows the Idea very plainly. Indianapolis News. When to Dark Lamb. The docking of lambs should take place when they are 2 or 3 duys old. Of course, it niny be done lutcr, but the Injury resulting is less at the age named than later. When docking Is deferred until the lambs ure several weeks old bleeding Is usually profuse. IL some Instances It will cause the death of the lambs unless it Is stayed. The flow of blood may be checked by tying a cord tightly around the adher ing portion of the tall, and better still by searing the wound with a hot Iron. Farm Note. A man makes a mistake when he de pends on a scrub bull to head his herd of cows. If you want to make the atrawstack benefit the cow, put some of It uuder her for bedding. A man Is quite liable to .make a mis take when he attempts to grow three crops of corn In rotation. This Is tak ing a stop backward. With the bay loader and the horse hay fork hay ought to go Into the barn rapidly. When hay is cured It cannot be put away too fast At a recent public sale of mule teams and other farm stock In Hancock coun ty, Indiana, the mules averaged $208 a span. Thla was the averago price set by the buyers themselves, the teams be ing placed In the ring to tell for Jutt what they would bring. THE FATTENING COOP. t here Is more clean coru ground this year than usual. The cultivator can not do Its best work when rains are. plentiful and abundant Federal and Utah state sheep Inspec-, Ion officials have decided to make dlp Ing compulsory In the state In order 3 eradicate the scab. It is claimed that although the con ditions of food and climate In JaDaa offers no serious obstacles to sheep rniing, there were in 1901 only 2.543 sheep In that country. Vain of a Batter Cow. The value of a cow considered as an Investment wss la fair fl p Guerier, the Illinois expert Start ing witn a poor cow. one that produced 200 pounds of butter a year, be reckons tne rood cost at $39 and the labor at $12.50, while the butter Is worth only $35, or less than the market value of the food consumed. The fancy butter cow produces 400 pounds of butter per year, and on the same basis of reck oning nets her owner Interest on $400, besides paying for the food and labor. The price of butter In both cases Is reckoned at 20 cents. The fnnev cow consumed somewhat more food than the other, but the difference was more than offset by the Increased amount of sklmmlik. According to Mr. Guerier, tne raney cow Is better worth $400 than the ordinary cow taken as a gift For Rinsing Hoars. Make a box 6 feet long, 4Vi feet high, 18 Inches wide and put a floor In It Put a door In one end and a stanchion In the other end with loose bolts, so you can adjust It easily to suit the size BOX AND STANCHION FOB RINGING. of the hog. .The stanchion Is the same as for cows, except the one you move should not hnve a bolt through It, but a notch cut In lower end to catch over bolt When you are through ringing, loosen stanchion. The hog will always step buck, then lift out the loose stanchion so he can go through. Sim ply catch the hog lu stanchion to hold him and then aise the tongs. Have a narrow shoot at rear end of box so you can drive hogs Into It euslly. Farn and Home. Tomatoes and Nitrate. One hundred pounds to the acre of nitrate of soda applied to the tomato crop when the fruit Is beginning to set will largely Increase the yield and has ten the time of rlnentnsr. Snrend th nitrate broadcast or betweeu the rowa Just before a shower, and then cultivate it into tne sou. One quarter of an ounce to a plant Is about right in small gardens. Experiments at the New Jer sey station havd shown that nitrate) applied about the middle of June had a much greater effect on the crop than the same amount applied earlier In the season. A dressing of 100 pounds per acre increased the crop one-third above that of a plot not so treated. . Nitrate of soda Is a very quick working ferti lizer. It produces rank, durk ereeu fo liage, which obstinately resists the at- tucKs or insects and of mildew. We huve found nitrate excellent also to produce eurly asparagus, but care must be tukeu not to apply too much. Method fur Testing; Ears'. A simple method for testlnir e?. which comes from Germany, Is based' upon tne Tact that the air chamber la: the flat end of an egg Increases with ace. If the pair Is nlncori In a anlnHnm of common salt It will show an Increas ing Inclination to float with the lomri axis vertical. By watching this tend ency the age of the era can ha mined almost to a day. A' fresh egg lies in a Horizontal position at the bot-' torn of the vessel ; an egg from three t; five days old shows an elevation at the- flat end, so that Us long axis forms ani angle of 20 degrees, and an eirir month pld floats vertically upon thai pointed end. Waste Land In Corn Fields. Most corn growers Dlant morn km to corn than they harvest Investiga tion has shown that there are twenty five acres and often a much larger areai of Idle land In every corn field of 100 acres. This idle land results from the. failure of seed here and there through out the field to grow. It Is cnltlvatedi just the aame as if It were properly en gaged. The farmer, therefore, wastes labor and loses the nse of the land., W here a large acreage of corn Is grown tne aggregate loss Is an lmDortant Item. !