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OwfcM, JW. bu Lillian Hell
'HEX consciousness flrst re
turned to Owen lie knew
that Ills arm was broken.
He lay still for a moment
on the short grass, staring up into the
sky and wondering why the boys bad
left him on the field. Then with a
start he remembered that it was not
football, but a wicked blow from be
hind which had felled him. and that it
was not the Held at New Haven, but a
lonely roadside in Russian Lithuania
which pillowed his aching head.
The sun was just rising, so he knew
that be must have dropped like a log
and lain tbere half the night. It was
deadly quiet. Something aside from
the aching of hi whole body told hiui
that he was badly hurt, so that when
he tried to move he fell back with a
groan of pain, with the sweat gather
ing in beads upon his forehead and
around his mouth.
lie had plenty of time to recall the
rlrcmnstiuices which placed him there.
He remembered quite distinctly that
Prince Korolenko had warned him that
trouble might surely be expected. Iu
fact, that was chietly why the yorng
American had undertaken the survey.
Owen was a civil engineer of some
renown, and at a dinner of the ambas
sadors In St. Petersburg he had sat
next the Russian, the boundary of
whose estates iu Lithuania, or Russian
Poland, were hotly disputed by the
Countess Syszkiowlcz and her sons,
whose estates abutted on Prince Koro
lenko's. This dispute had been held in
abeyance for years, but now. as the
prince wished to sell, the quarrel which
heretofore bad been largely kept up
by the peasants on the two estate.?
must be settled by law. The prince,
always courteous, had formally sug
gested arbitration to his Polish neigh
bor and had requested her to select an
engineer who would be biased by nei
ther Polish nor Russian sympathies.
To this the eloirant old countess had
replied with equal courtesy that she
would suggest an American, of whose
engineering skill she had heard some
marvelous accounts, but owing to the
fact that she was a widow and had
withdrawn from public affairs she left
the sclct t!on of the American to Prince
Korolenko. who mingled with the
world and in whose Integrity she had
Greatly pleased by this courtesy, the
prince laid asked Owen if he cared to
undertake It. explaining that he had
nothing ?o fear from the gentry, but
that the blind partisanship of the peas-
nuts, especially when augmented by
x'odke. was apt to result in a broken
"Well, if not a broken head, a broken
everything else." thought Owen.
The sun was perhaps two hours high
when tlie sti'lness was broken by a
sharp jingling of bells and the clatter
of galloping hoofs and the roll of
"A troika!" exclaimed Owen, trying
to r.tie himself. The effort was too
rumh fr him. and he fell back. Then
a thought came to him. and with his
uninjured hand he pulled out his hand
kerchief and held it up. The morning
breeze fluttered the pale Hag of truce,
mid it caught the eye of the driver,
who shouted to the occupant of the
troika. Owen could see that the young
zirl in the troika was standing up and
wiring on the fiery horse" by her cries.
The coachman pulled up his horses
nesifle where Owen lay and the young
girl sprang out and knelt down by his
K1 saving In English, but with the
slightest possible accent:
'nil. oh. how sorry we are! "We have
inst hoard of It. and mamma is hard at
work in the little pavilion which ordi
narily she despises so. preparing for
yroir reception. It is your arm surely
uid perhaps yes. the collar bone also,
aad oh. what a horrid gash on your
head! Tell ine lf I hurt you too much,
Uit har it if you can."
As she talked the girl was examin
iut: his hurts with the skill of a train
ed nurse, but without her professional
ealuin'". for from her manner of re
4jKiisjhility Owen felt sure that this
as the young Countess Syszkiewlcz,
ite jieasant-s had attacked him the
rught before. Her cheeks were flushed
Willi excitement, and her eyes were
lark with remorse and pity.
WhlKHit waiting for any answer from
Duen she worked on. the touch of her
lingers Inexpressibly soothing to
the wound she bandaged with deft
'kill. Suddenly she sprang up. a glit
ter of silver trilles hanging from her
Ht making a Jingle as if of bells. She
.-jin to the horses' beads, and the coach-
in response to a few words m
Polir-h. placed Owen in the troika,
where he all but fainted from the pain.
The young girl sprang into the troika,
ten! after a moment of hesitation seat
ed herself and caught the half fainting
man in her strong young arms Just as
he swayed forward. Thus half lying
In her arms, th" coachman holding in
his restive horses until they were cover
ed with decks of foam from their fret
ling, the troika reached the small pa
vilion where the old countess and a
lif.op of servants met them, and Owen
felt himself lifted out and borne up
some stairs, and one of the men
stumbled, and he heard a sharp re
proof in a woman's voice, and then he
remembered no more.
Owen lost count of the days after
that. It was an easy thing to do, for
ns his fever grew less and his clouded
brain grew clear again the peace and
beauty of his surroundings and the
fierce unrest of his heart gave him so
many things to think about that his
recovery was slow.
The pavnron was a hospital arranged
cut of her private income by the little
Count ess Elena. From its open win
dow the green and blue waves of the
Rallic. with their lips of foam, might
be seen lapping against the sandy
Every day the Countess Syszk'ewicz
paid a visit to the invalid, while the
young girl Elena spent most of her
time iu the pavilion, but coming sel
dom into Owen's room. lie could hear
the soft jingling of her silver chate
laine as she moved about the house,
and be strained his ears to hear it dur
ing hours when they fancied he slept
Although consumed with the desire
to question his h stess and to explain
the affair, they would not allow him to
talk. He was obliged to listen to the
remorseful comments of the countess
and to permit her attentions iu silence
If he attempted to answer her she left
the room. The little countess, too.
sometimes sat by his bedside upon the
condition that he would not speak, and
the joy of looking upon her patriciuu
face was so great that Owen would
have remained dumb forever for the
pleasure ovf feasting upon her loveli
ness. She wore her hair parted on the side,
like a boy's, and drawn back smoothly
from her face. Her teeth were small
and whltv, and when they gleamed
from between her scarlet lips her smile
.:s brilliant. Her forehead was as
pure and white as a nun's, and her
gray eyes, with little irregular spots of
black In them, held a clearness which
would have been disconcerting had not
an occasional Hash of spirit troubled
their tranquillity and hinted of a high
spirit and perhaps the wild ambitious
of her warrior ancestors held in leash
by a will of line steel.
There was more than a hint of boy
ishness in the little countess. Her
speech was free and frank and gay.
her maimer as guiltless of coquetry as
a lad's, and from the tips of her rid
ing boots, which she always wore In
her visits to her hospital, to her little
boyish mannerisms, Owen detected the
difference between her and other
young Polish women he had met.
This individuality captivated him.
The love of adventure which dashed in
her eyes found an answering chord in
his own breast. He Imagined her fet
tered by familv and tradition. Into
what might she not develop if he eouh
One day she came In hurriedly, and
looking around furtively, she said:
"Can you speak German':"
"Well, my brother, who Is under the
suspicion of the Russian police, is here
from Ids estate near Vilna. and he
wishes to see you. Unfortunately he
does not speak English, so you must
use German, but be careful to stop In
stantly if Dr. Polinski enters, as I have
my suspicions that it was he who be
t rayed my brother to the Russians
You know," she added hurriedly, "that
even I am In danger for erecting this
hospital and my little school, for we
Poles are not allowed by Russian law
either to teach or dispense charity In
the Polish tongue, nor." more bitterly
"to sing our national hymn in public
nor to buy land, nor to be elected to
otlice. My brother was elected mayor
of Vilna three years ago. but he was
not allowed to accept, and they put a
Russian Jew. who had once beeu hi.
overseer, in that otlice."
"Do you mean to tell me." sait
Owen, with dashing eyes, "that the
very doctor who attends me and who
Is in your employ Is a spy?"
"We do not know, because he has
only recently come among us. We
only suspect. Hr.s father was a Pole
his mother a Russian. It is easy for
him to permit either sympathy to sway
him. Ah, these mixed marriages!"
The young girl sighed, and as Owen
maintained a sympathetic silence she
".My mother's favorite sister, the
beauty of her family, who was said to
be the most beautiful woman in War
saw, married a Russian, Prince Yladi
mir Ermoloff, who is now a councilor
and a member of the czar's household
My aunt was also a dame d honneur
and Is a very great friend to the eider
czarina. She has given her children
Russian names, and we doubt If they
have even been permitted to learn the
.Polish language. Tills has so grieved
in v mother that all communication be
tween them ceased long ago. and all
my aunt's gifts have been returned to
her. Sometimes I regret this, for my
aunt Elena Is so very powerful that
she might have done our unhappy na
tion much good If we could have con
tinned our Iniluence over her."
"How fortunate!" said Owen. "Yet
with all that intensity of feeling be
tween your nation and Russia you do
not blame me for deciding that the
most fertile part of your estate belongs
to Prince Korolenko."
The young girl drew herself up and
struck at her skirt with her riding
"You are a Just and an honest man."
she said proudly. "You could not lie.
and we never questioned your decision.
I admire honesty above every other
quality In n man. so that I shall never
recover from the shame of your being
half killed by our stupid peasants for
our honest decision."
"Ob. please, please"-- began Owen.
but the Countess Elena went on:
"Resides, It Is Pr!nce Korolenko who
should feel aggrieved, and not the Sysz-
klewlczes, for this land has been his for
hundreds of years, and for all these
years my fathers have reaped the bene
fit of Its fertility, while his were de
prived of their righteous Inheritance."
I never knew such a sense of Jus
tice in a woman before." said Owen
To his surprise, the young girl colored
hot I3; and her Hps parted In a glad
smile at His tone.
"Truly!" she cried. "Will I beur
comparison with j'our American
friends, who have so much freedom to
do :m they like and are not thwarted In
their best desires by terror of an un
"You will bear comparison with any
one in the world!" cried the young man
with sudden passion.
"No, no!" she cried hurriedly. Her
glance wavered beneath his, aud she
spoke rapidly to recover herself. "My
brother Is waiting. lie is in disguise.
He looks like my oldest brother, ex
cept that he wears no beard, so he is
wearing a false beard to appear like
Alexis. Even I was deceived. He will
renin In but a moment, as he only
wishes to express his regret ut your"
"1 will not have It!" cried Owen. "I
will not be apologized to by all your
generous iamuy as 11 1 were not
amply recompensed for a few bruises
by the bliss of knowing you. Why do
you never sit here, as your mother
"I am always busy elsewhere! Well,
I will sit here, but we must not talk."
Elena seated herself and began to
croon a Polish song under her breath.
From that she wandered into a French
lullaby, and suddenly, as if scarcely
knowing what she sang, she began
something so familiar that Owen turn
ed to her in surprise.
"Do you know what jou are singing?
Elena stopped, ran over the last few
bars and then colored.
"That?" she said in confusion. "Oh
yes. That was the tune you were al
ways bumming In your delirium. You
sang it so much it has run in my head
"Yes, but do you know the name o
It?" persisted the young man.
"No. What Is it?"
"It's 'Garryowen!' It's what the fel
lows at college always signaled me by
and It comes so near being my own
name I've had to live by that song."
"It sounds Scotch, but I never heard
It until you sang it It it's a beautlfu
song, I think," she added shyly.
Owen Hushed with pleasure.
"Hush! Here Is my brother. Remem
her you are to call him Alexis, but he
is really Josef."
A tall man appeared in the doorway
and stopped, bowing.
"Come, my dear brother, and meet
our guest, Herr Garret Owen," said
Elena in Gorman. And then as the tal
man approached she gave him an nnx
ious glance and hurried away.
"My poor friend!" cried the count,
speaking in German. "Can you ever
"My fever always increases under
apologies." said Owen, smiling. "If
j-ou proceed on that line your sister
will have her patient's recovery put
back by a month."
The count lifted his head aud Hung
out a laugh which taxed the capacity
of his great chest.
"Resides," added Owen, "do you
think me so unappreciative that I
would not willing! v have a broken
bone or two for the pleasure of know
ing your sister and and your moth
er?" he added hastily as he saw the
count's keen eyes bent suddenly upon
"My sister!" repeated the count, still
with his penetrating gaze upon Owen's
pale, high bred face.
Owen turned cold for fear he had
been precipitate in mentioning the
young girl's name, but he was so eager
to know if any traditions or family
prejudice would prevent his marriage
with her, provided he could win her
love, that he plunged ahead.
"Count Alexis." he said, "was I too
abrupt in speaking of your sister"
"Do you love her?" cried the count
"With al! my soul," answered Owen
fervently. "I would dare anything for
her sake. Prove me! Suggest some
"And dangerous?" demanded Josef.
"And dangerous!" cried Owen, with
"Good! I trust you! I suspected a
love affair from my sister's manner,
but my mother suspects nothing.
Elena has dashed her hopes too often."
"Dashed her hopes!" repeated Owen.
"Does your mother desire her daugh
TO UK CO.NTI.VITKI). J
AN OFFENDED BISHOP.
The Way 11 Point .Mother' Jofce on
Her Sim AVent Awtrity.
"Bishop Maxwell. Is It not?" inquir
ed Mrs. Spaulding cordially as her
guest came down to breakfast," suit
case ia hand "I feel that I know yon
through my son, and I was so glad
when he arranged to have you stay
with us on your way through the city.
Rut what does this luggage mean?
You're going to stay a day or so?"
"No, thank you, Mrs. Spaulding." re
turned the bishop. "I must go right
"Oh, that makes it doubly unfor
tunate that I had to be away last even
ing. I hope you found my message of
explanation? The friend I was called
to was very ill, and I felt sure you
would understand, but the fact that
Mr. Spaulding was out of town, too.
made me regret going especially. I
do hope my maid took care of you
comfortably and that you rested well.
I thought you must have been weary
when I came iu at 10 aud found you
The bishop replied politely, but there
was an odd constraint in his manner
which lasted until he had bowed him
self out of the house after breakfast.
"What can be the matter?" puzzled
Mrs. Spaulding as she watched the
distinguished gentleman stalking down
the street. "Dick was so anxious he
should like us!"
Then a sickening thought struck her.
and she darted up the stairs.
It had been Mrs. Spaulding's custom
during the boyhood of her only son to
correct his failings by posting about
the house little placards which gent Im
pleaded with him on the error of his
ways. A week or two earlier, when
Dick was coming home for a college
vacation, she had unearthed some of
these old signs and Just for a joke had
pinned them up in his room, like old
times. They had been taken down
later, but she remembered now that.
after being summoned to the sick
friend the morning before, she had led
her new and not brilliant- maid to
Dick's door and had said: "I want
this room swept and arranged for Bish
op Maxwell exactly as we did it for
Mr. Dick last week. Do you under
With wings on her feet Mrs. Spauld
ing Hew to the room the bishop had oc
cupied, but at the threshold she paused
On one of the pillows was a staring
notice to this effect: "Please put your
bed airing in the morning!" Over the
mirror, "Please don't spatter the glass!"
On the window curtain. "Please don't
throw your shoes on the floor noisilv!"
Everywhere, on pictures and wall:
"Please don't leave your coat on a
chair. Hang It in!" "Please don't
leave you toothbrush in the bath
room!" "Please turn off the hot water
There were at least fifteen of these
placards, the "Please" underlined three
or four times In each, but horror of
horrors- the largest of all was this, on
the Inside of the door: "If you take a
bath please wash out the tub. It's dis
graceful not to!" Youth's Companion.
Poor, but Cmitllil.
"Aro you looking for work?"
"No," answered the poor but candid
man: "I'm looking for money, but I'm
willing to work, because I can't get It
When n man wears his piety as an
ornament you can depend on its being
paste. Chicago Tribune.
i orrey and
ROM time to time in history the
world has been moved by In
telleclual. moral and religious
impulses that seemed to touch
nil classes of people in many different
countries. The preaching of Peter the
Hermit started the crusades; Wyckllf,
Petrarch, Savonarola, IIuss, Erasmus,
Luther and Calvin led In movements
of several centuries ago for the revival
of learning, religion and morals, while
in times less remote the world has seen
uev. pr. niirnnx a. 'roitnr.Y.
great religious awakenings led by such
men as John Wesley. Whitelield and
Jonathan Edwards. The revival move
ments in which Dwight L. Mo-dy was
so powerful a figure are within the
memory of this generation. At the
present time there are manifestations
in different parts of the world of spe
cial interest in the religious life.
In England a systematic campaign
was planned out before the beginning
of the present evangelistic work In the
great British metropolis. The noncon
formist clergy of London and many of
the clergy of the Church of England
united In furthering the movement.
The center of Interest at present Is
Albert hall, which holds M.000 persons
and in which the meetings, under the
direction of the evangelists Torrey and
Alexander, are In progress. The cam
paign in London is under the direction
of the London Evangelistic council. In
the preparations for the Albert hail
meetings a door to door canvass within
a radius of three miles was instituted,
a quarter of a million invitation tickets
were left at the houses within the dis
trict, and a choir of .".mm. under Mr.
Alexander's direction, was organized, so
that there might be at each meeting
l.tino trained musicians to lead the
singing. One hundred thousand hymn
books, lo.uoo forms for choristers and
JoU.Mio prayer cards, giving daily sub
jects, were distributed.
Reuben A. Torrey and Charles M.
Alexander are both Americans, though
their chief (VangeJ'stlc work has been
done 111 su.sii.lia. "TdrtTr Britain ar.
(HAUIiES M. ALEX NDKU.
Ireland. They call the services they
conduct "missions," that being the
term in use in England. Dr. Torrey is
known in America as the superintend
ent of the Moody Bible Training Iu
stltute In Chicago and pastor of the
Moody church In the same city. He
was born in Iloboken. N. J.. in ISoti,
and as his father was a man of some
wealth he was brought up iu the en
joyment of all the advantages which
money can afford. He attended Yale
college and Yale Theological seminary,
was ordained a minister and took
charge of a Congregational church at
Garrctsvllle, O. He left this work to
spend several years In study in Ger
many and on his return to America
was called to the pastorate of the Open
Door church, Minneapolis, Minn.
When the late Dwight L. Moody es
tabllshe'd the Bible Training institute
In Chicago he looked around for some
0:10 to whom he could Intrust its direc
tion and oversight. His choice fell on
Dr. Torrey, who responded to the cab
of the great evangelistic preacher.
Since he embarked in the work of hold
ing missions he has traveled all over
the world. He early found In Mr. Alex
ander a coworker who has been to him
In many respects what the late Ira D.
Sankoy was to Mr. Moody. Mr. AIcx
nudcr Is a native of Tennessee nnd was
educated at Maryvllle college. Pos
sessed of a fine voice and an ardent
love of music, he determined to devote
his life to music In connection wit'
A Mxlion" Fall.
Bishop Peck of the Methodist church
was a large man. weighing over :tr0
pounds. While on a tour and stopping
at the residence of a presiding elder
the bishop turned over In his bed and
the entire furniture collapsed, dropping
him to the tloor with a tremendous
thud. The presiding elder rushed up
stairs, calling: "What is the matter,
bishop? Is there anything I can do for
you?" "Nothing Is the matter," an
swered the bishop, "but if I don't an
swer the call to breakfast tell your wife
to look for me In the cellar."
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C r Mf mr XT r r ST JW 0 T M . J
Are In the
T Is whispered that James Hazen
Hyde, whose connection with the
Equitable Life Assurance socletj
has caused a controversy in that
corporation, aspires to be ambassador
of the United States to France some
day. His prominence In the life insur
ance concern founded by his father, the
Lite Henry B. Hyde, has not prevented
him from giving attention to many
matters quite outside the realm of
business, and among these are the
study of the French language and lit
erature. He is president of the Feder
ation of the Alliance Francaise in the
United States, has distinguished him
self in various ways
by his efforts to en
courage the study
French in America
nnd has been deco
rated an otlicial of
the French Legion
of Honor iu recog
nition of his work.
Recently he won
fame by giving a
ball In which a fete
at Versailles in the time of Louis XIV.
was reproduced, the guests wearing
costumes of that era. Mr. Hyde is
twenty-nine years of age and has a
trim, well knit figure which shows off
to advantage, as lie Is a very careful
dresser. He wears his beard pointed In
the French style, and It Is said his ties
cannot be matched anywhere outside of
Pnrifl. He is much interested in coach
ing and Is reputed one of the best
whips In America. The freedom with
which he spends his money on this di
version may be judged by the fact that
on his splendid country place at Isllp,
on Long Island, are stables in which
the cases for harnesses and saddles are
of carved tnirtiogany. Mr. Hyde and
his mother and sister own olb of the
1,000 shares of the Equitable and prac
tically control the corporation, which
has assets of $413,000,000. The capital
stock of the company is only $100,000.
The police commissioner of New
York, William McAdoo, recently order
ed a shift of men in Important posi
tions In the department, and among
those transferred was Inspector George
W. McClusky, who is said by his
friends to know more about crooks
than any other man In the country.
In the time of Inspector Byrnes he and
another clever detective named Titus
were known as "Byrnes' twins." When
"Big Chief" Devery was In command
of the New York police force he did
not get along very well with McClusky.
He called him "Chesty George," in al
lusion to his fondness for being well
dressed and putting on a smooth front.
It was because of
his dressing so well
and carrying him
self with the air of
a Wall street bank
er that McClusky
was frequently de
tailed for special
service at society
functions In New
York nnd Washing
He has at differ
ent times been In
charge of the New
York detective bureau. Some years
ago, when he was succeeded in that
position by a fellow otllcer, his friends
on the force revived that once popular
song of Maggie Cllne, "T'row Him
He was transferred recently from
the detective bureau to the borough
of the Bronx. Shortly before the trans
fer occurred a detective named Flay
appeared before Magistrate Crane.
"By the way, officer," said the mag
istrate, "who Is at the head of the de
"Inspector McClusky," Flay replied.
"Well," rejoined the magistrate, "if
you ever heard of his detecting any
thing, I haven't."
"I think he Is the greatest detective
chief New York ever had," Flay de
"Then give my respects to the 'great
est detective cuter xsew lone ever
had,' " said the court, "and tell him
tor me that he can clean out every
thiax In this city in twenty-four houva
if he wants to."
Intermarriages between royal fam
Hies in Europe sometimes bring about
peculiar relationships. Prince Louis
Alexander of Battenbcrg, who Is to
visit New York soon In command of
the second cruiser squadron of the
British navy. Is related closely to sev
eral crowned heads. He is a nephew
of the king of England and a grandson
of the late Queen Victoria. He married
his cousin, Prin
cess Victoria, who
was a daughter of
daughter Alice. He
Is a nephew of the
late empress of
Russia and a broth
er - in - law of the
czar, a brother-in-law
of rrince Hen
ry of Prussia and
a native of Austria.
where he was born
rniNCE Lours. In 3S59 Ho weara
both a German name and title, ne
became naturalized as a British sub
ject when he entered the navy. Prince
Louis recently became a rear admiral
and Is head of the Intelligence depart
ment of the navy. The second cruiser
squadron Is reputed the fastest In the
world, and the Prince of Wales Is in
supreme command of It. It will be
Inspected by King Edward before
starting on its cruise to American wa
ters. The flagship of Prince Louis is
William Jennings Bryan, while mak
ing a stumping tour iu 1!KM. found he
would be compelled to wait half an
hour or more for his train, says the
New York Herald. Taking a seat in
the waiting room, he drew forth a
cigar aud lighted It. Just then a por
ter entered and, pointing; to a sign, said.
I beg your pardon, sir, but you see
that smoking is not allowed here."
"Well," replied Mr. Bryan, "I sup
pose that rule is not always strictly en
forced?" "Oh, no. sir: neither Is the one along-
side of it," safd the mar, with a grin.
The orator glanced ut it and read:
"Employees of this railway are not
permitted to accept tips."
Mr. Brj'an finished his cigar undis
turbed. An exciting scene occurred in the
house of representatives when Con
gressman William R. Hearst of New
York charged Congressman John A.
Sullivan of Massachusetts with being
n homicide. A newspaper owned by
Representative Hearst had attacked
Mr. Sullivan, nnd the latter replied in
a speech in the house, which bristled
with sharp and cutting remarks. Mr.
Hearst retorted by denouncing his op
ponent as one who had assisted in
"kicking a man to death in a saloon."
Mr. Sullivan, like another John Sulli
van of greater fame, is a Bostonian.
He was born at the Hub in ISfiK edu
cated in the public
schools, the Bostou
High school. Boston
university and the
Law school, has
served iu the Mas
ture and in 1002
was erected to con
gress ns a Demo
crat. Last fall lie
was re-elected. It
JOH.V A. SfLIJVAX
was when he was a
boy of seventeen that the incident oc
curred to which Mr. Hearst referred.
Sullivan's father kept a small hotel, to
which a bar was attached. A former
prize fighter, who was Intoxicated, tried
early one Sunday morning to enter the
bar. On being refused admittance a
scutlle with the elder Sullivan ensued
Young Sullivan went to his father's
aid, and the pugilist was driven off.
Several days afterward he died. A
grand jury brought in an indictment
for manslaughter against both father
and son. and the former was sent to
the penitentiary. The son was re
leased on account of his youth and tho
circumstances in which he took part
n the fight. After the father had been
n prison for a year and a half it was
alleged that the pugilist did not die
from injuries received at the hands of
the Sullivans. The Imprisoned man
was thereupon pardoned. Representa
tive Sullivan says he did nothing he
would not do over again under the
Representative John Jacob Esch of
Wisconsin has had the honor of giving
lis nnme, In connection with Mr. Town-
send of Michigan, to the most impor
tant measure passed In congress dur-
ng the present session, the Esch-Town-
send bill for regulating railroad freight
rates. He Is a member of the commit
tee on Interstate nnd foreign commercQ,
which was charged with drafting a bill
on tills subject for
presentation to the
full house. The
bills ifrawn by
Messrs. Esch and
thought to carry
out best the rec
message, and they
were In conse
JOIIX J. ESCH.
In the measure re
ported by the majority of the commit
Mr. Esch Is from a state where the
subject of regulating railroad rates
has been an Issue for some years. He
was born In Monroe county. Wis.,
In 1SG1 of German parents. Sparta,
Wis., has been his residence since boy
hood. He graduated from the high
school at that place and also from the
state university at Madison. He en
gaged for three years In teaching, tak
ing up meanwhile the study of law,
aud gruduated from the law depart
ment of the state university in 1SS2.
He was city treasurer of Sparta In
1SS?, has been active in the national
guard of the state and was formerly
acting judge advocate general, with the
rank of colonel. This is his third term
hi the house of representatives.
Representative Badger of Ohio, a
Democrat, who was defeated for re
election, although running H.OOO ahead
of his ticket, met one of his German
constituents on the morning after the
election of last November.
"Yell, .Mr. Badger," said the German,
"you runs fi.000 ahead of your ticket,
but vas overcome by the landscape."
When Senator Bevcridge of Indiana
was making his closing speech on the
statehood bill he
said: "Some of the
senators have been
trying to prove that
things exactly sim
ilar are different.
They remind me of
the young woman
who was called on
to defend her sex
against the cliargo
that no woman on
earth can keep a se
IDGE. '"We can too!' she
exclaimed. "It isn't
the woman that gives away the secret.
It is the people she tells It to that let
It out!' "
How a man who is hoarse likes to use
A person with a forgiving disposition
has to put up with a lot.
The average woman Is fond of saying
that her ambition exceeds her strength.
A merchant is never so busy Invoic
ing that lie Isn't willing to wait on a
After a man gets converted Ids neigh
bors speculate every time they see him
as to how soon he will pay what he
A family with an artistic tempera
ment Isn't really as much of an addi
tion to the neighborhood as one owning
How easily gossip starts! Ever think
how little pleasure you get out of a
story" you start and how much trou
ble you may be making others? Atchi
Gyer FItzem, tho clothier. Is adver
tising a silk umbrella with each twenty
dollar overcoat he sells. Mrs. Gyer
That's nothing. Bloom, the florist. Is
giving away the earth with each plant
le sells.-Chicago News. '
Gems In Terse
Fall Crick Views on Earthquakes.
I kin hump my back and take the rain.
And I don't keer how she pours;
I kin kefp kind o ca'm In a thunder
storm. No matter how loud she roars;
I hain't much skeered o' tho llghtnln',
Ner I hain't sich awful shakes
Afcard o' cyclones ut I don't want
O yer dad burned old earthquakes!
As Ions' as my legs keeps stlddy.
And long" a3 my head keeps plumb
And the buildln' stays in the front lot
I still kin whistle some!
But about the time the old clock
Flops off'n the mantelshelf
And the bureau scoots for the kitchen
I'm a-goln' to scoot myself!
Plngue take, ef you keep me stabled
While any earthquakes Is around
I'm Jlst like the stock I'll beller
And break fer the open ground!
And I 'low you'd be as nervous
And in Jlst about my flx.
When your whole farm slides from un
And only the mortgage sticks!
Jntt- r-n ro li r ! n ' t n.i-nln' tr trill T-rt
w . , w "" m o u . ..... J vy t.
Ef you don't drive 'crost the track;
Credlters never '11 Jerk you up
Ef you go and pay 'em back.
You can stand all moral and mundane
Ef you'll on'y Jlst behave.
But a earthquake well, ef it wanted
It 'ud husk you out o yer grave!
James Wldtcomb Riley In "Ills Pa's
My Colorado Bedroom..
My Colorado bedroom has no limit to Its
Its roof Is In the heavens, and the heavy
dews that fall
Sprinkle floor and lawn and carpet, paint
the colors In the rose
That blooms around my bedroom and
blossoms In the snows.
My Colorado bedroom Is as broad as It Is
It was-built by the Creator with founda
tions deep and strong:
God Almighty laid tho corners, spread the
carpet on the floor
That changes as the seasons change with
My Colorado bedroom has no lock upon
No curtains on Its windows and no chairs
upon Its tloor:
The smoke goes through the celling, and.
as I rest from care.
I'll never find a sweeter place when I get
My Colorado bedroom Is out In the open
There's no mortgage on Its freehold and
no landlord nnywhere;
The snow blows through the attic, but the
sun shines In tho door.
Sifted down through angels' Angers and
spread out upon the floor.
My Colorado bedroom is very dear to mo.
With the silent stars above it shining like
an astral sea.
And when this life is over and the pearly
gates I see.
May I rest within Its bosom It Is heaven
enough for me.
A RATTLER'S BITE.
Hovr, Under Sonic Condition, It May
Sot Kill the Victim.
It may seem absurd to claim that
there are cases where the bite of a rat
tlesnake is not fatal, yet such have
happened, and to understand these It is
necessary only to understand the man
ner In which this reptile strikes.
The spectacle of a rattlesuake at bay
Is one n beholder never forgets. The
great, long body lies coiled in a tense
spiral, the very embodiment of wick
edness. Poised In air, the white bellied
fore body is bent into a horizontal S,
rigid as an Iron bar. Raised from the
middle of the spiral is the tail, quiver
ing like a twanged banjo string and
emitting a rattle like steam escaping
from the pet cock of a. radiator or like
the sound of a mowing machine in a
distant hayfield. Awe inspiring, the
dread. Hat, triangular head, eyes gleam
ing black and cold as icy steel, is ready
to strike. As the grewsome mouth
opens wide and pink, the long, thin poi
son fangs arise from a horizontal posi
tion and stand upright like a pair of
slender, curved, needle pointed shad
bones, ready for business. Like a flash,
far too quick for the eye to follow, tho
snake strikes, sending home its fangs
an inch or two, and in that same frac
tion of an Instant he has squirted a ta
blespoonful of canary yellow, viscous
fluid into the wound and lies coiled
ready for a second nttaqli
In this incomprehensibly swift attack
lies the answer why sometimes the bite
of a rattler Is not fatal, for so won
derfully swift Is the attack that a bite
may be Imperfect, leaving only a pair
of tiny needle punctures with Just
enough venom fb make a victim seri
Another reason why a rattlesnake's
bite Is not always fatal Is that tempo
rarily the reptile may be without ven
om. The snake may have exhausted its
poison on a previous enemy. In which
case it would have to wait several days
before the deadly fluid has reaccutnu
lated. or, again, the viper's fangs may
have suffered accident. They may have
been broken off nnd require time for
new growth. In any case, certain It Is
that a rattlesnake's poison applied in
the proper way will do Its work, and
then only the most expert and prompt
assistance will save a victim. A. TV.
Rolker In Pearson's Magazine.
KEEP THESE IN MIND.
The power of kindness. It wins when
nil coercive measures fall.
The dignity of simplicity. When the
"frills" are off the man Is "on."
The wisdom of economy. The man
who saves makes more than he saves.
The pleasure of working. The only
really unhappy, rich or poor, are the
The influence of example. Practice
does more than precept in showing- tho
The worth of character. Iu the last
analysis the only real value is a clear
The success of perseverance. "Keep
ing everlastingly at It" brings the
hoped for result.
The value of time. Lost capital may
be restored by diligent use of experi
ence. Time lost is lost forever.
The obligation of duty. Your concern
should not so much be what you get as
what you do for what you get New
When to Kind Them.
Bllmklns No, sir, I tell you most
friends nre uncertain. I want friends
who will be friends In need. Hodges
Take a fool's advice, old man. and look
for them before vou need them.