THE LOST
SQUAD
By HERMAN WH1TAKER
CopuriuU. 1M, by Herman H'hitakcr
-j-llE low fog swept through the
I I Golden Gate and ovor the Coast
I I range, transforming the sunlit
J vistas of San Francisco bav
into a drab inferno in which lost steam
ers shrieked their despair. Out on Lime
point a steam siren bellowed strav
coasters to got into the proper channel.
and up the harbor the Goat island fog
horn wailed dismally to passing forry-
boats. Along the water front craft of
all kinds, from the ocean liner to the
stern wheel river steamer, splashed
helplessly, raising a very carnival of
noise, while their anxious masters pray
ed to the harbor gods for a safe land
ing. After sundown the ferry light on
gaged In a red struggle with the sti
fling mist. The cable cars clanked and
clattered up Market street. Hashing yol
low winks through the encircling fog.
and the brilliantly lighted saloons ex
tended an elcetric welcome to shivering
pedestrians, competing for public favor
with the restaurants, whose clouded
windows veiled tempting delicacies
from the unlicensed eye.
Dob Ilalliday, reporter for the Morn
ing Times, turned out of Market street
and walked briskly along Montgomery
street, praying to all the gods of jour
nalism that something might turn up
lie was out on a roving commission,
which means that the Times was short
of live local uews for the next morn
ing's issue and had sent out its "star
man hustling for a thrill to serve up
with eggs and toast at San Francisco's
breakfast table. As yet Ilalliday had
failed to corner even the ghost of a sen
sation. Nothing capable of being work
ed into a 'story" had crossed his path
that day. Passing Jackson street with
out even a glance, he struck into the
tangle of North Beach and dropped
into substation No. 4. A grizzled cap
tain stood at the desk blotting an en
try. while from the "tanks" issued the
harsh scream of the female drunk
whose sins were being written in the
book of doom.
The reporter uodded a good evening.
"Anything extra?" he asked.
The captain shook his head with a
uon t bother air and caret ully exam
ined the entry. The reporter stared,
lie was accustomed to the idiosyncra
sies of a hundred different kinds of
men. but this particular officer had al
ways been talkative to the extern ol
boredom. His journalistic nose sniffed
the air. Something wrong in the police
department evidently perhaps a scan
dal! Might be a "scoop" in it for the
Morning Times. He stepped outside
. and peered through the window.
"Old mau looks serious." he mut
tered. "I'd belter stay awhile." He
walked back into the station. "Think
111 sit down and rest." he said, secretly
noting the captain's annoyed look.
- "Been trotting all day. Besides, some
thing may drop in. Have a cigar?"
"Thanks."
I The telephone bell rang sharply. The
captain started.
"Nerves." thought the reporter.
"Didn't know a policeman was sup
posed to have any."
The officer stood at the phono with
the receiver to his ear. He was trying
to look unconverned. but his brow puck
ered into a heavy frown.
"Hello:" he answered. "Nothing yet?
Well, keep a sharp lookout. Foley, and
telephone if you hear anything."
"Water front post." muttered the re
porter. "That's promising."
For a weary half hour he held up his
end of a conversation, but the captain
answered in monosyllables. A long ash
hung from his cold cigar, but he still
gripped it between his teeth, puffing
nervously. Looking up suddenly from
the contemplation of the otlice rules,
the journalist caught the ollicer regard
ing him stealthily.
"Say:" the captain burst out. "Want
a scoop?'
"I'll take oue with you."
"Well, if you'll hold back the news
till the paper goes to press you can
have it all to yourself. But promise if
the thing comes out all right you say
nothing."
"It's a go."
The captain nodded his satisfaction
Yhe reporter's word was better than
his paper's bond, and the officer knew
It He relit his cigar, blew a thick
cloud and began to speak.
"Two hours ago." he said, "the night
reliefs went out under Sergeant Cvt
man. He was to post them on his way
down, gather in the last man. and yon
know the water front beat?"
Ilalliday signitied his knowledge.
"Well, he v. as to piek up the last
man there and raid a sailors' boarding
house on his way lick. Some shang
hailing then last nilit."
"Some tough places along there."
commented the other.
"Two hours ago." continued the cap
tain, looking at his watch, "he ponied
Foley on that beat. He's not been scn
or heard of since. And. what' ;.n.:e
twelve patrolmen have disappeared
with him."
"Ph-e-e-e-w!" whistled Ilalliday.
"What's become of 'em?"
"Wish I knew. I don't want to re
port to the central olliee while there's
a ghost of a show of their turning up
Crossnian's a careful ollicer. with a
good record. I'll give him till 12
o'clock."
The two men sat cheek by jowl and
smoked heavily all evening. Business
was a little slack at the station. A pa
rade uptown had drawn off the floating
population, and the captain's lamb
were being gainereu nuu umn iom
While they waited the reporter j... i
' curios ti.'es of the rise of the Four
Hundred, but the captain heard them
not. His mind busily tracking
thirteen shadowy policemen tl. rough
forty and ne probable catastrophes.
When the station clock struck twelve
he pulled his feet off the table, rose
and stretched himself.
"The story's up to you." he said, ''but
doift forget to say a word for me."
STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE OF A
SQUAD OF POLICE.
JERGEANT AND TWELVE MEN SPIR
ITED AWAY.
NO TRACE OF Till-: MISSING MEN
The front page of the Morning Times
created a furore in the cafes and re
duced the city editors of four leading
dailies to despair. Thirteen stalwar
policemen, the pride of San Francisco s
police force, of an average weight of
!'.)." pounds, had melted Into thin air,
n ml not even a narasrranh touching the
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manner of their g,oing' Scooped utterly
For the customary nine days the lost
squad occupied the public mind to
the exclusion of all other matters. The
president of a South American repub
lie arrived unheralded and departed un
known, and a passing earthquake hai!
to be content with a scanty paragraph
'n the dailies. The raided boarding
house was gutted completely without
yielding a trace of the missing men
The police would have liked to question
its proprietor, but he had folded his
tent and departed in the night, and the
house itself was being remodeled into
a saloon. Every conceivable theory was
exploited. Innumerable false clews
wen tracked Into the blind alleys
whence they had issued, and at length
the police acknowledged themselves
battled and gave up the search. San
Francisco went Its course, eating and
drinking, marrying and burying, until
the lost suuad remained, even in tho
mind of Ilalliday. only as a dim mem
ory of a giant scoop.
One fine November day, about a year
and a half after, ilalliday was crossing
from the ferry building to the north
side of Market street. A transport
from the Philippines had just docked.
and his mind was busily engaged in
transmitting the news of the voyage
into a story. A cable car bore down
upon him. but he skipped nimbly away,
dodged under the nose of a dray horse
and plumped square Into the arms of
a big man.
"I beg your pardon:" he ejaculated.
"No matter, sorr; no matter."
The voice had a familiar ring. Turn
ing suddenly, he looked right Into the
man's eyes. A flush deepened the brick
red of the fellow's cheek. Facing
about, he walked rapidly up Sacramen
to street.
"Evidently a sailor," thought Ilalli
day. "Sea legs bother him yet.' He
followed at a safe distance, trying to
place the man. Where had he seen hmi
before? Looked something like a po
liceman lie had once known. But that
rolling gait? Absurd: Besides, Hen
nessey had left the force: gone to Ore
gon: .no: mat was nevnu: uy ,iove:
Hennessey belonged to the lost squad.
Quickening his pace, he overtook the
sailor, who was turning down Sansome
street. ;
By jiminy. it is Hennessey!" he ox-
elaimri. "He's making for North
Beach. Ilis folks live that way- or
diil." Putting on a spurt, he ran along
side the man and elapiod him on tho
shoulder.
"How are you. Hennessey? I didn't
know you."
The sailor jumped. "Ye have the ad-
vantige av me. sorr. he replied, but ins
eyes told another tale.
Bats.' Come along, Hennessey, and
have something. Where' ve you been?
What's become of the boys? Tell us all
about it."
i
Who're ye Ilinnissyin'?' asked the
sailor indignantly. "What maggot s
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.iil j. till; uiw ,iiii ihji .
name.
".lack Smith may be your name now.
but vour name was Hennessey last
time I saw you. Come. Hennessey." he
said iK'rsuasively. "You're not In fear
of the law. Tell me the story. There's
a gold eagle in it for you."
"Twinty dollars?"
"Twenty dollars."
"Ye'll make it twlnty-five?"
"All right."
"Ilinnissey it Is. then. Glad to see ye
again, sorr. Ye'll excuse me not know
In' ye. but there's things a man hates
worse than hehf pinched by the law."
"Namely?"
"Bern" made a guy av."
They turned into a saloon, and the ex
policeinan settled himself comfortably
In a corner. "Ah!" A gentle sigh es
caped from his lips, and lie wiped his
mouth with the back of his hand. "The
first -Jthame In nigh on two years. An
other? Thank ye. I will. Here's look
In at ye: An' ye want to hear It from
the beginnitf? . Phwat was the lasht
wurrd ye had av the squad?"
"Sergeant Grossman was to post the
reliefs and raid a crimp's den on his
way uptown."
"Bight. An' may the foul fiend fly
away with that same crimp: Ye'll
mebbe riniimber, sorr, as I was on tho
water front beat? Manny's the bit av
news yo've got from me there." The
reporter nodded.
"Well." filling his pipe, "ye'll have
a match on ye? Thanks. As I was
say In. Crossman picked me up last
an, accordin' to orders, proceeded to
interview that same crimp. We pulls
up in the sthreet anint the house, an
Crossman bangs the door wld his club.
" 'Come down, ye limb av Sathan" he
roars. Ye'll riniimber the sarglnt? A
divil to swear. 'Come down, Beelze
bub.' he says, 'afore I smash the door:
" 'Begone wid ye'' says a cracked
voice out av a bedroom windy. 'Ye
drhunkin hates.' says the voice, 'he
gone afore I j lis the polls!' An with
that a b.'isin av dirhty slops disci tided
on Crossnian's head. Such a hulla
baloo: Ye might have heard the sarglnt
iur twinty blocks. He near batthered
down the door In his rage, an' small
blame to him. for he was highly scint
ed. -
"Prisintly a little man. innocent as ye
plaze. opens the door. 'Wurroo!' ho
howls. "An was it a noble sargiut av
the polis the dirty rascals emptied their
vjops on? Me house is shamed: he hol
lers. 'Thini sailor varmints 'II pack
this very night.' he says.
" 'We'll pack 'em for ye, ould skin
flint!' replies Crossman. 'It's to the
' tanks ye'll go. me lad. Where's thim
saiiors ye've shamefully shanghaied?
Where are they, ye son av Sathan?'
"Thin the old fellow breaks down.
'An' ye'll have mercy av an' ould'
" 'Divil! says the sarglnt.
" 'He'll si ow ye the min ye're a fiber.'
whines the ould boy.
"'Lead on, Mefifsthoples,' says Cross
man, 'an' we'll conshider av yor cast?.
Mebbe we'll be aflher Iettin' ye off wid
twinty years.'
"'Thank ye. replies the crimp. 'I'll
riniimber yer kuidness all the days av
me life. Wan good turn desarves an
other.' says he.
"'Keep the change,' answers Cross-
man, mighty polite, 'an' show iw the
min.
"Could I struggle wid another? I'll
try me best. Yer health, sorr! Rcturu
in' to me sthory. the father av sin leade
ns along a passage mighty dark, wid
all manner av thruck lyin round. W'
bruk our shins, bumped our heads an
swore magnificent. Thin lie throws
open a door.
" 'Here, noble captain,' he says, 'are
the min ye're afther. An' don't be for
glttin yer promise.'
" 'Twinty years,' answers Crossman.
'Ye'll get it, me lad.' He turned one av
the min wid his I'm. 'Come in, bhoys,'
lie says. 'We'll have to pack 'em out av
this.'
"We filed in. an' I was the last in
side. The door slammed behint me with
a noise av i under.
'"Phat did ye do that for?' says
Crossman. sharp.
" I didn't.' says I.
" Ye did." says lie. 'Open the door!'
"'It's glad l"d be to do that same. I
says, 'but there's sarcunistances be
yond me conthrol, says I, 'which pre
vints. It's locked!' says I. Murder! Yo
should have heard him swear. He
banged the door till it rung.
" 'Iron,' tie says whin he'd tired av
the divarshlon. 'Come this way, bhoys.
Now, all together!' Well, sorr, a ton av
San Francisco polls hit that door wid a
bang that would 'a smashed a football
team, but ne'er a quiver.
"'Trapped!' hollers the sarglnt. 'Hii
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nissey, ne says, -i u nave yu (lis
charged.'
" 'This minit, sargint.' I answers, if
it plaze ye.' For I shmelt a quare
shnioll, sweet an' sickenin', an" I was
thinkin' I'd niver see Biddy Ilinnissey
any more. urroo ! It was powerful
like forty drug stores, on'y shtronger.
Thin me head began to go round an'
round.
" 'Holy slunoke!' says Crossman.
'Chloroform! May tho Lord have mer
cy on ye, Ilinnissey!' Til en ho keeled
over an lay quiet. 1 ho min banged
about, gastrin' an' cliokin' an fallin'
over one another for awhile. Thin the
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MUUU KOI llllO mo lungs, an 1 IOUOWS
the sargint's lead an shlapes quiet as
n babe."
The reporter's pencil raced over his
paper. "Have another." he said, "while
I catch up."
"Thank ye, I will so." said Hennes
sey. "Here s to that old crimp! May
the divil soon get him!"
"Well, what happened next?"
"Sorra a thing I rimiinber till I hears
n voice roariir" hi mo ear an' a big fi:t
lands In me ribs. 'Get up. Jack Smith!'
says the voice, 'love had time to
shlapo off yer drink.'
wrran, no aisy, ninny: l says.
Thought I was in me bed at homo.
Yer list's gettin' powerful heavy, me
"-la' lie want to hvar it Jrom Ihv hujin-
nlnT
girl. Get out wid yer Jack Smiths. I
grummeti wunout opening mo eyes, 'or
it's coinbin' yer hair wid the poker I'll
be!'
"Thin a trig list landed on mo nose.
'I'll tnehe ye to cheek yer ollicer.' says
tho voice. Be the roil av Moses, sorr. I
jumps up lightin' mail, but tho sight
I seed tuk all the grit out av me.
"I was in the middle av a dirty little
room lined wid bunks all round. It
was dark an' gloomy, an' be the light
av a slush lamp I saw a dozen min sit
tln' with the legs av thim danglln' from
the bunks. A big man stood over mo
wid raised fist.
" 'Tumble up,' he says, 'Jack Smith.'
" 'An' I'd bo glad to do that same,'
says I. 'An' I know what it manes.'
For I riiiln t like his looks. He was
powerful big, hairy an' savage lookin'.
" 'Git!' lie says.
" 'Now, then.' I replies, 'yo'ro sphak
In' American.' I got. Up a ladder I
stumbles, wid the man afther me hot
foot, an', belave me, whin I got to the
top I nearly fainted from surprise. 1
rubbed me eyes an' hung on to a rope
to keep frmn fallin'. Water, water ev
erywhere, an' a-pitchin an' a-tossln',
gray in the distance like the clouds, an'
black close by, with a spharklo av
froth on the crist av each wave. The
big masts rose straight above an' made
me dizzy to look up, with the little
round tops av thins sllppin' acrost the
sky; the wind whistled mournful
through tht? riggin', an' the heave av
the vessel turned me sick at me stum
mick. t;
"Swab thim decks. Jack Smith,'
says the big man. Mate he was. sorr,
an' a harrd man. but I wasn't goiif to
knuckle down widout a struggle.
"Mack Smith yerself.' says I. 'Hin
nlssey's me name; B 41 av the San
Francisco polis force; a good man, be
the same token, an' no tarry sailor.
Put me ashore, yo blathorin' ruffian,' I
continued, 'that I may resume me pub
lic duties.'
lack Smith's yer name,' says the
man. ac ; smith av l ie sum l'ouy
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Ann. two days out from Frisco on a
throe years' wlialln' cruise.' Then tie
smiles pleasant an' fetches me a clip
betwixt the eyes av me.
Jack Smith lot it lie. says I whin
i lit. it i' .
me emotion nati suosiiiueti a nine, its
int ognhilo I'm trawliif this v'yige, but
if iver I catch ye in San Francisco
I'lf-
" 'Yo may do that same,' says the
3
mate, 'an' welcome, but for the prisinl
ve'll take ver watch, ye son av a sea
cook!'
"An .lack Smith it was for better nor
a vear. We sailed to the north, an'
manny's the fat whales w sthruck.
an terrible the storms wo weathered
bo the grace av God. Mountains av ice
sailed past us. an' sometimes tho decks
was covered wid snow an' ice. But av
that I'll say notion'. Whin winter come
on we laid up in a northern port. Tho
nixt season the luck followed us ag'in,
for be the summer was past we'd n
full ship an' pulled for home."
"Didn't you see anything of Cross
man or tho other boys?" asked tho re
porter. "Crossman I saw, but tho divil an eye
did I set on tho others. A shanghaied
sailor's gin'rilly stripped for a long
v'yige. an there's little doubt the
squad's scattered from Japan to Jeru
salem. This was tho way av me set in'
Crossman. Whin a day's run home
ward bound we sighted a whaler, an'
she signaled us to take her letter."-. The
weather beiu' line an' tho sea calm, we
run right nboord of her. 1 was on V
lookout an sees a big tarry sailor s;;.'
in' over the side.
" TlinnissVy. be my father's b .r -!
he hollers. 'Ilinnissey!' he roars
nboord an' raport to yer supheK r ci
cor. I'm minded.' says lie. to s'.uit; -. -
nboord tills here vessel while I n;a'.:
me raport in Frisco.'
"'Sargint Crossman.' I answer . s.i'i
an calm, dissiinbling me aston! -'.luiiiit
'Sargint Crossman. ye may : to
hades. I'm for makin me own i.,: r:
to Biddy Ilinnissey. I'll give yer be-t
rispicts.' I continues, very polite an'
pleasant, 'to yer wife.
"'Come aboord. ye villin.' he roars,
'or ye'll be tried for iiishuborriinntion!'
"'I'll tell yer wife.' says 1. soft an
sweet, 'as ye were loM in a bad sthorin;
also that ye're spliced to an Eskimo
woman. It's married she'll be afore ye
arrive home.'
" 'Ye wouldn't do that. Ilinnissey?' he
says, grinnin like the lady wid her
head in th- ilon's mouth. N". Ilinnis
sey. me ;:ori f l it ml. ye wouldn't do
that?
Faith an I would. says I firmly.
'An, what's more.' I says. 'I'll have the
crimp killed afore ye s. e Frisco.'
" 'Ye will not. replied Crossman. con
fident. -i v. ::; '
"'Xiv'r.' vjy-t he. grinning, an' jut
then a '. i- man jumps into the riggin
an' hai! u e.
"NoU-. captain.' he howls. 1 appale
to ye for the redress av me wrongs an
a pa
brut,
say--
iige home. I have bin.' he whines,
liy vhaiighaied. Whin captured.'
I..-. 'U' plyin me lawful thrade
;iv in
oymiut agint in San I-rancKoy
harbor I was. Even this omhadauu.'
poiuiiu' at Crossman. 'will bear me out
in that.'
"The gintteuian.' says Crossman.
pullin' away at his pipe, 'will ltelave
" 'As I tolt ye.' wint on the little man.
'I delivered a cargo of drunken sailors
aboord this voss'l. Then, afther bein
enticed into the fo'castle on the pritince
av samplin' some rale Irish, I was.' he
screams, sandbagged an' was two days
out afore I k'em to.'
"'The man what did it claimed as ye
shanghaied him on a former v'yige.'
says Crossman, winkin' at me.
'"He lies, noble captain!' yells the
crimp. 'He lies! Its the dogs life
they're Ioadin' me. It's kick an cuff
all over this tloatin' hell from dawn to
dark:'
"'Crossman: I hails, spittin' on me
hands.
" 'Ilinnissey:' says he.
" 'Hit him wan for me! I'll tell yer
wife ye're gettin' thin mournin' afther
tier.' "
"Did ho hit him?" inquired Ilalliday
"Did he!" echoed Hennessey enthu
siastically. "Did he!"
And thus it was that Ilalliday
got
lost
his second great scoop on the
squad.
CURTAIN CALLS.
The Code In ;tujiiiiv Differ From
That In Thi Country.
"There is an unwritten code of eti
quette among actors in regard to cur
tain calls that appears to differ widely
in different countries," says a St. Louis
man.
"A friend of mine was recently tell
ing me about the custom that ootains
in this respect in certain theaters and
opera houses in dermaii cities, aim
from what he savs it is exactly the re
verse of what It Is here. Over there
the star or leading player takes the
first curtain call alone. If there Is a
second curtain call the star and associ
ate player of the opposite sex appear
together on the stage to respond to it.
and should a third call from the au
dience be given the entire company ap
pears in answer to it. The customs of
our stage gene'-aliy reverse this proce
dure. Among us the first curtain call
Is responded to by the entire company,
the second bv three or four or live of
tlie principal players, the third by the
leading man :;iid woman alone, and
then If there are more by the star or
leading player.
"This Is of course dealing with the
subject in a general way and consider
ing the circumstances as those which
may ordinarily obtain. Where two or
throe players only are concerned in
the scene that brings the applause.
why, naturally the other ineinbrra of
the company would have no part in
the responses.' St. Louis Globe-Dem
ocrat.
Crlcketn In Jnnnn.
There is a large green cricket, larger
than our native variety, of which the
children in Japan are fond. It is sold
in cunning little bamboo cages In
booths on the streets and is loved for
Its cheery chirp. Several varieties of
tree crickets are pure while, coming
at different times of the year. Some
have a note so loud and Insistent that
to have two or three playing their
fiddles In a garden at once makes a
noise almost deafening, while a species
that comes late In the fall has an ex-
qulslto nolo like the quick ringing of a
binaii ueu,
I, ii
Inherited.
"What a cool and indifferent air Miss
Frappay has! She acts just as if she
didn't know that anybody was looking
at her."
'Yes; she Inherits that. Her mother
used to bake pancakes In the whitlow
of a quick lunch restaurant." Cleve
land Plain Dealer.
SIBERIA L WINTER.
ARCTIC COLD AND ICINESS REIGN
FOR FOUR MONTHS.
YlittllvtiMtnk Then In Pror.cn Stiff, n
Yt'urltl of Illaek- mul Deadly 1'roKt.
The Wny Pr07.cn Pood Im Displayed
In the Ilnwnnr CoitMf&lcdtcc Itaelntr.
Imagine a black world frozen stiff,
und that is Vladivostok in winter.
Wherever water once flowed, in bay
or harbor, a wide, gray white road now
runs, and these are the only two colors
in a wide, still world. There are no
trees. The large forests of which the
old travelers wrote have long since
boon cut down for fuel, and the im
mediate hills behind the town are all
as bare as a man's hand. Once behind
those hills the endless rolling plain be
gins, which is Siberia, says Herbage
Edwards in London Black and White.
Directly summer Is over all the
wealth of flowers which for five short
months have simply rioted in tho land
go black, die out. The earth freezes
still". Winter has come, and black and
stiff tho world remains. In Vladivostok
there is tittle snow. Sometimes a gray
dust, more like powdered ice than
snow, blows over the land, but for the
most part IV Is a black, not a white.
world of frost, and in its way it is
more impressive. The earth freezes
deep many feet down and Is as hard as
iron. The whole harbor turns a kind
of dull gray. That, too, Is frozen deep
To keep any sort of channel open the
powerful Ice breaker has to go through
Its work twice a day. Twelve hours of
an ordinary winter's day is often sutti
cient to block the passage. ' And all
this in a town in the same parallel as
Marseilles.
To those who have never expert
encotl It re;'! arctic cold is almost In
conceivable. They cannot grasp the
difference between 30 and f0 degrees
of frost. It remains to them merely
one ot numbers, indeed when once
the winter has gone it is sometimes
dillicult to remember really how cold
It was. but during the four severe win-
tor months themselves It Is a very
solid nnri serious fact. Every night
you go to sleep remembering. If you
are now to such things, that a failure
of the furnace which tieats tho house
means death. You might wake first to
know you were frozen or you might
not. In the poorer houses the Inhabit
ants sleep on the stoves, and the weak
ones often die. Drunkenness here i
often attended with a swift retribu
tion, wnicn noes not in u- ast pre
vent it. and eory day in w pooph
are taken up frozen from t . liters.
the spirit which Is in them only has
toning the freezing, so that the carts
which are always sent round to trick
up the sailors when the crews of the
men-of-war arc ashore have to do their
work quickly. In the summer tune.
when there is not the same need for
hurry, the men often lie about in gut
tors until the afternoon. The word
"gutters" Is used simply to designate a
certain part of the roadway, ("utters
as such do not exist. The drunken-
nes among all classes of Russians
simply appalling. Officers think noth
ing of taking a tumblerful of raw
whlskv as a modest "bitters' before
dinner.
When the wind Is not blowing the
cold is entlur.ible. though five fur lined
overcoats are not a't all an extraordi
nary amount of winter wrap. You
wear, of course, fur boots, fur gloves,
fur caps. Women have their skirts
and bodices lined with fur. Wildcat,
being both soft and very warm. Is of
ten used for this purpose. It is quite
astonishing the partiality for such
things as oily sardines that one devel
ops. In the winter time the bazaar is real
ly a sight. Everything is frozen stiff.
Tho tinge, long sturgeons from the In
terior stand in rows on their very sharp
pointed noses. Baskets full of little
It sites are piled together tike chips of
ice. Frozen birds hang down tin long
festoons, anil the municipality Is spar
ed one trouble- it never lias to make
away with fond "gone bad.' The
bazaar Is almost entirely In the hands
of the Chinese, the tall, dark, rough
Chinese of the no.th. who live wrapped
up In wadtletl cotton clothes until they
look like bundles of bedding. Without
the Chinese ajul the Japanese Vladivos
tok would find it hard to exist. Tliev
do all the work of the town. The
Russians garrison and govern it. The
Chinese, the Germans, the Japanese
and the other nations t ratio In it A.
The great sport of Vladivostok in the
winter is sledge racing, ami when once
the harbor is frozen over a proper
course is marked off, and every one
who owns a horse takes part. A Rus
sian horse Is a superior brute. He
stands as high and looks as strong as
n cart horse, but lie goes like the wind.
Ho will walk or he will gallop, but he
does not condescend to do anything be
tween. Ills harness Is weird and won
derful and very Russian, consisting
primarily of a huge wooden half hoop
ovor tho head, the keystone of the
whole structure, which Is attached to
the shafts by winding long, thin straps
backward and forward. It takes hours
to put this on, is always liable to come
undone and if undone is very danger
ous. An English lady once related to
me with horror how she was taken
for a drive In Vladivostok and the
horse and carriage just wont over ev
erything walls, banks or whatever
came In the way. It Is finite true, a
Russian horse does, and if you have
once driven behind one you are never
nervous again. You are either killed
or cured.
In Vladivostok you take your daily
skate as your constitutional, and the
most exciting thing to do Is to sledge
along tho coast-dangerous because
shore Ice Is never quite trustworthy -to
Askolri, which is an Island on tho
northeast coast of Siberia.
Out I. ond.
"Where's papa. Johnny?"
"He's upstairs asleep."
"Wen; you upstairs, dear?"
"No. ma'am."
"Then how do you know he's asleep?"
"1 heard him doing it. He's sleeping
out loud."
Cuvc II I m Time.
walled the prisoner,
'Judge,'
'can't
you give me a little time to think this
thing over?"
"Certainly," replied the magistrate.
"Six months." Philadelphia Record.
WOMAN AND FASHION
A ChnrmliiK (iomi.
The gown shown in the illustration
is built of tan coli.red linen, selected in
a deep shade, the shade that goes so
well with turquoise. There are bv the
way. many new shades this year, and
among the newest can be mentioned
sand color, ripe apricot, raspberry
pink, champagne and spinach, the tns't
two being old favorites revived But
TAN AND TCICQL'OISE.
tan holds its own and, in the varia
tions of tan, burnt bread, biscuit and
the dull brown colors, is more popular
this season than ever before. Nothing
looks bettor with tan than turquoise.
nnd this very pretty tan colored gown
Is trimmed with turquoise balls, which
hang In rows upon the skirt. The
waist is made of a lattice of tan col
ored linen and tan lace with blue balls
where the pieces cross. The sleeves
nre mnde in the full type, with wide
wrists, trimmed with lace. This gown
Is very charmingly developed in two
shades of red namely, in watermelon
pink, which is very red, and a very-
faint coral. A wide white hat, witli
wiiite wings sailing over the top. sets
off this hat very prettily. New York
Commercial Advertiser.
Per Summer Shirt Wnlt.
Shirt waists are still very much in
evidence, and the materials used for
their development are shown in great
variety. While the extremely heavy
vestlngs are no longer soon, there are
many attractive samples of mercerized
goods of light weight and having a
rather coarse basket weave that wilt
become popular ami that will be worn
with the outing or walking skirt and
jacket. The lustrous finish of this new
mercerized fabric, which is termed lo
tus cloth and is shown only in rich
cream tint, makes It like silk, and the
soft, pliable quality is a feature wor
thy of consideration, as present, modes
demand materials of this sort, says the
Delineator.
Etamines and voiles are no longer
confined to wools, but nre shown in the
new cottons and linens, and some of
these effects are most attractive.
Latent FndM In licit..
The wide crush lambskin and kid
belts in ail shades are very popular.
rfl.k,. a. ,.n .1 . , ...1,1. I . . 1 1 .
j. ui-1 iiii: uuum .1 ifii nun i.uuj iri.i.-..-
buttons, and many handsome designs
In buckles are in use.
llio fiinese embroidered holts come
In all the gorgeous colorings, with
handsome gold buckles.
Japanese belts are winning favor
from the harmonious blending of col
ors that render them available for al
most any costume. They are adorned
with many attractive designs In
buckles.
HatN Por Small Girl.
In hats for woo girls there is a dis
tinct movement toward 180 millinery.
The square but capricious poke bonnet
Is shown. Its brim filled In with flow-
BONNET OF 1S30.
ers. ihese nre made from shirred chir-
fon, with ribbons and flowers or flow
ers nlone for trimming. Mothers who
love feathers may with impunity sub
stitute a fluffy plume, tipped over the
front of the brim, for the flowers.
though the average child will like the
flowers better. Washington Star.
Embroidery.
Epaulets of embroidery or lace run-
nlng down upon the sleeve for several
Inches and with a narrow frill of chif
fon or lace bordering them all around
nro a pleasant variation upon tho
i . t
straight, plain cpauiet upon some
models, and where the sleeve Is cut to
run up In a box plait epaulet effect
to tho collar, obliterating tho top of
tho nrmhole senm nltogether, a little
edge of lace sometimes Is frilled down
either side of this box plait from collar
to cuff line.
Self Ponfteiuilon.
Without a tremor Mrs. Ilighmore
proceeded leisurely to open the black
bordered letter. "If there were any
bad news," she said, "It would have
come by telegraph. It must be that
something lias happened to Mr. Iligh
more's rich uncle." Chicago Tribune.
Anxlona to Show It.
'nasn't young Rinks become sudden-
Jy reigious? I see him at church every
Sunday now."
j "Yes. He's wearing his first silk
' hat." Chicago Post.
A COOL OFFICER.
He Pnccil un Anjcry London Mob and
Out Fair Play.
During the reform riots In Hyde
Prk Londou. in ISb'G the mob on a
wo11 '"Mnhored night began tearing
u,,w" u,t ""ices iiyne p:u k tor ures
an(1 u'"'"Midc.s. Colonel Thomas Wont-
worl" Hlgginson tells m he Miant.c
MM"ly of English ollicer wh. was
dinInK wItl1 11 friend, all unconscious
or the Impending danger. Presently
ho received a summons from the war
department, telling him that tils regi
ment was ordered out to deal with the
mob.
He hastened back to his own house.
but when tie called for his horse lie
found that Iris serv:At had received
permission to go out for the evening
a ml had the key of the stable in bis
po-ket. The ollicer hastily donned his
uniform anil then had to proceed on
foot to the guards' armory, which lay
on the other side of Hyde park. Walk
ing hastily in that direction, lie came
out unexpectedly at the very headquar
ters of the mot), whore they were al
ready piling up the fences.
His uniform was recognized, and an
gry shouts arose. It must have seemed
for the moment to the mob that the
Lord had delivered their worst enemy
into their hands.
There was but one thing to be done.
He made his way straight toward the
center of nction nnd called to n man
who ,was mounted on the pile nnd was
evidently the leader of the tumult:
'I say. my good man, ray regiment
has been called out by her majesty's
orders. Will you give me a hand over
this pile?"
The man hesitated a minute and then
said, with decision: "Boys, the gentle
man is right. He Is doing his duty,
and we have no quarrel with htm. Lend
a hand, and help him over."
This was promptly done, with entire
respect, and the officer In brilliant uni
form went hastily on his way amid
three cheers from the mob. Then the
mob returned to Its work, to complete
it if possible before he whom they aid-
ed should come back at the head of his
regiment nnd perhaps order them to be
shot down.
STRONG ON CULTURE.
Polish nnd Erudition of a Notorlon
Xcw York Character.
Tom Gould, the notorious New York
politician, saloon keeper and all round
crook, was a man of great physical
strength. One of his favorite feats
was to back under a piano and then
rise, lifting it off its feet. He was once
askoil to a reception at the house of a
member of the Four Hundred who
was then in politics and wished for
Gould's supporL It Is alleged that on
being introduced to the ladies on this
occasion Mr. Gould broke an embar
rassing silence by observing:
"Ladies. I'll bet -$1U0 I kin lift the
planner," which lie then proceeded to
do.
Another incident related of Tom
Gould indicates that he was strong on
culture. On one occasion he had left
the Sans Souci earlier than usual, and
the next day on meeting his nephew,
whom he left In charge, he said:
"Well, did anything happen nfter I
left last night?"
'Nothin' much." replied the nephew.
'except in there was a couple of fel
lers came In about 1 o'clock and kicked
up a row. and we t'rtin oni out"
'How many times have I got to tell
you how to speak English?" demanded
Gould impatiently. "Don't say 't'run
"em out.' Say 'Crowed em out.' "
POKER CHIPS.
There are more than four "knaves"
to the pack in some games.
In big hands, as with big guns, you
want to look out for the recoil.
The moral motto, "Deal as you would
be dealt by,' is classed as the "joker'
in a poker pack.
It is awfully bad form, you know, to
let the loss of a few chips make you
look as cross as if you thought you
wore getting the double one.
It may bo good advice to "bet your
hand for ail it's worth." but it Is a
mighty dangerous thing to bet It for
all or more than you are worth.
Novice asks which is the right way
to cut the cards. Our experience teach
es us. my boy, that the right way and
at the same time the only safe one is
to cut them precisely as does a gilded
hog a shabby acquaintance. New York
Herald.
A Japanciic Legend.
The renown of the Japanese for cour
age was as remarkable in Marco Po
lo's day as It Is in the present. He
narrates the story of an Invasion of
the country by the forces of the khan
of Tartary. A Japanese army of 30.000
men was besieged in a tower. Refus
ing to surrender, they fought until all
but eight of them were kitted. On
these eight travelers wonders must
creep In It was found impossible to in
flict any wound. "Now, this was by-
virtue of certain stones which they had
in their arms, inserted between the
skin and the flesh. And the charm and
virtue of these stones wore such that
those who wore them could never per
ish by steel." They wore therefore
beaten to death with clubs.
Maklns; It Clear.
On board an ocean steamship a gen
tleman wished to help a lady who was
of an inquiring mind to comprehend
the principle of the steam engine. This
is how he cleared away all difficulties:
Why, you see, ma'am," quoth tie,
It's Just one thing goes up and then
another thing comes down, and then
they let the smoke on, which makes the
wheels go round. That's what they
call the hydraulic principle. It's quite
simple when you know It."
Law me! I never understood It be
fore. But, then, I never had it proper
ly explained," replied the fair listener.
Tit-Bibs
Iieallnm Explained.
"That was a splendid back fail you
made in your death scene last night,"
remarked a young member of the com
pany to the eminent tragedian.
The latter looked at the flatterer
witii a suspicious glare.
Yes," he said, "and I'd like to lay
my hands on the blithering idiot who
soaped the stage floor." Cleveland
Plain Dealer.