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CHAPTER XIV. I
"I shall see Kobln this morning!" was
the first thoueht of Rose, as she sprang
from her couch at dawn, and her heart
beat faster, and her cheeks flushed with
deeperred, and her sweet hazel eyes
sparkled with happy excitement as sot
sat before her mirror. The blue-eyed
Finette was In raptures.
Rose had hardly thought, during the
absence of Robin, that she could be so
deeply excited by the news of his antici
pated return; but she was too overjoyed
to remain quiet a single moment. At
breakfast, it was Impossible for her te
eat; and the remarks everywhere made
concerning the sudden improvement in
her appearance, as well as on her sud
den and contradictory loss of appetite,
increased the tinge of crimson that al
ready glowed in her young cheek.
One thing detracted from her other
wise perfect happiness. Louis had ex
cused himself from appearing. She had
scarcely seen him the night before, after
leaving the library, and then be had been
unusually quiet, communing with him
self durlug the entire evening; and he
was absent this morning. She longed to
see him to har him speak, that ahe
might know he was not offended with
her; for she remembered the Interview
between thim; and might not the abrupt
nessthe violence, perhaps, 6f her man
ner, unconscious though it was, have
wounded him? Yes; despite the tender
ness of that allent parting. How her
pulse quickened at the remembrance of
his embrace! She could but sigh.
"I wonder at what time I shall see
Robin?" . soliloquized the young girl.
"Will monsieur le marquis call me into
the library, I wonder? Or will the meet
ing take place here, among all these peo
ple? Where is Robin?" was her next
restless inquiry an Inquiry which she
had started a thousand times, and as a
matter of course, in vain, since the pre
vious evening; "and where Is jt that mon
sieur le marquis haa seen him so often of
later
Her queries were interrupted by observ
ing suddenly that the marquis was about
to leave the apartment.
"Ah, he has not said a word to me!"
meditated Rose. "He tantaliies me. Will
he not come back and speak only three
words? Will he not even look at me,
that I may understand that I may know
whether Robin is coming soon?"
But be neither spoke, turned nor gave
her a aingle glance. Yet there was some
thing, despite his evident care, which be
trayed in his countenance the sympathy
he felt with Rose. He went out. The
Count de Clalrville talked, aside, with his
wife. Helen Montauban, at a distant
window, sat calmly at her embroidery.
Lord Egerton bent over her, and spoke
from time to time, some words, which, if
their effect bad been noted, might have
been seen, ever and anon, to be followed
by a deeper mantling of color in the fair
cheek of the lady, though she scarcely
teemed pleased, either. Anon the young
man toysd and trifled with the gorgeous
silks that lay in a tangled mass of rain
bow bloom In the tiny basket by Helen's
aide; and then his glance rested on her
face with an expression difficult to be de
fined, though at times it was clearly one
f unhnppiness and disappointment.
But Rose, albeit she glanced towards
the pair more than once, hardly took note
f these things. She could only think
of the marquis, of Robin, and of the an
ticipated meeting. She waa restless un-
easy. From one employment to another
she turned, without being able to settle
her attention undivldedly upon any In
dividual thing. Suddenly mademoiselle
called, gently:
"Rose, come hither a moment!"
The young girl advanced towards the
window.
"You wish to speak with me, Helen?"
ha aaktd.
"I have been telling Lord Egerton of
aome favorite books of his which are in
the library," returned Mademoiselle Mon
tauban, carelessly. "Will you have the
kindness. Rose, to help him find them?
He will tell you their titles."
"Cruel Helen!" murmured Francis Eg
, erton, reproachfully, as he glanced at her
quiet face before turning away.
"Not so, my lord," she answered, in the
aame tone, without lifting her eyea.
At that instant a domestic entered, and
coming directly to Rose, Informed her
that monsieur le marquis desired to see
her immediately In the library.
The young girl's heart bounded violent
ly. "I am going now," she answered; and
yet ahe paused.
Francis Egerton glanced back at Hel
en, with an air, half of triumph, half of
orrow, which said piainlv. "You sea
your unkind artifice to repel me avails
you nothing. Why will you persist in
this conduct this treatment of me?"
Mademoiselle Montauban saw the look,
and read It easily; but she never onca
changed countenance, and her eyea were
Instantly fixed on her embroidery again.
Lord Egerton turned to Rose:
"You are going, mademoiselle?"
"Yea now." She gathered courage;
ahe would not look up la her companion's
face, but hastily proceeded to meet the
marquis.
Francis accompanied her as far aa the
library door, and then leaving her, return
ed directly to Helen.
But Rosa, even though her hand rested
npon the fastening of the door, had, at
first, scarcely the courage to pant in. She
hesitated and trembled, but finally, laugh
ing at herself for a little coward, she
quietly entered. The marquis stood at
the further end of the apartment. In
company with a gentleman a atranger,
and both had their faces turned from the
door. They had not heard her come In.
She pansed an instant longer, and looked
about her. No other person waa In the
room. Robin, then, was not here. She
had half expected, ahe hardly knew why,
to see him at this moment, and ahe sign
ed. The marquis still continued his con
versation with the stranger. This per
son, who was richly yet plainly attired
In a auit of deep black, with a short cloak
of sable velvet drooping from hia shoul
ders, held In one hand a pen and a small
portfolio of papers; the other rested on
the table beside blm, supporting him, aa
he leaned forward towards the marquis.
Suddenly the latter, aroused by aome
movement of Rose, turned and beheld her.
and Immediately, after whispering a sin
gle word to his compsnioa, advanced to
meet the young elrt. There was aa arch
smile on his countenance as he bent down
to kiss her.
"Rose, my pet," he said, simply, "yon
der la Robin; go and meet him." And he
passed her directly, leaving the apart
ment and closing the eoer behind blm.
"That Robin r Rose, in her astonish
went. su!i neither apeak nor move.
"That Robin r waa her Inward query,
For, forgetting the warning of the mar
quis, she had looked for Robin of the
olden memory, and the change bewilder
ed her, until recollection came.
Here, indeed, was no sturdy figure. In
Its linen blouse, its heavy boots, no large
hat, such as had covered the gardener's
head, and shaded his face from the aun;
no peasant's garb, or peasant's air; and
yet It was Robin!
"Why does he not speak?" said the
young girl, tremblingly to herself.
But suddenly the gentleman raised hia
hand, passed It across hia brow, and held
It there for an instant; then, laying aside
the writing materials which he held,
turned sad advanced to meet ber.
A low, glad cry escaped the of
Rose on beholding that face Robin'a
face, and then she was silent she turn
ed pale. What was this change which
she beheld as he came nearer? what coun
tenance was it? Did she Indeed behold
Robin himself, or The cloak droJ
from his shoulders.
"Robin Louis!" she uttered, quivering
with emotion.
"Well, which Is It?" Wit tSe aame
light, beaming, sunshiny smile that ahe
had met every day for the last two weeks
with the familiar voice and air that
blended In one two characters hitherto
distinct, he came forward, and taking her
hands into the gentle yet firm clasp of
his own. while he drew her to his breast,
repeated: "Which is It, Rose? Doubting
and believing, too? Tell me my name,
mlgnonne!"
"Ah, Louie Louis, tell me what this
means? she cried. In an imploring tone,
Then you declare that I am Louie?
he said, laughingly; "but see see now an
daclous he has grown!" And the young
man, with daring tenderness, pressed his
lips to hers. "Which Is It now, Rose r
It is Kobln it is Louis; either, ana
both. I cannot tell. I am bewildered!
She covered her face with her hands.
'My Rose my little, faithful, noble
hearted darling!" Louis murmured, lov
ingly, and with the aoftest emotion In his
tones, as he led her to a seat. My gen
erous brave Rose, will you forgive this
long snd heavy trial? You have conquer
ednobly conquered! You are victorious,
love. Look up and speak to me. Let me
see, at least, that Louis has not lost the
heart that Robin won."
She did look up. The sweet face, tinged
with red lest blushes, sparkled with blend
ed tears and smiles.
"You deceived me, Louis. I see It now
I understand it all. But you deceived
me most cruelly! she said
"And almost broke my own heart,
Rose, as well as your own. Ah, If you
new how I suffered last night, you would
forgive me!
And Rose could but do so. The period
of probation was passed. The nnhappl-
ness to which each had been subjected,
In He duration, was terminated now,
as the summons of the count was hear
at the opposite entrance.
It required some hours of retirement
and silence in the solitude 01 ner own
chamber to restore to Rose anything like
her usual tranquility. The excitement or
the last four-and-twenty hours had their
effect on her, and every nerve was thriu-
ing to the tension produced by it. fjuiet
was impossible; so she fastened her door,
and walked the floor to work off in some
degree the restless agitation she felt.
When she had succeeded in wearying
herself with the exercise she sat down,
and leaning back among the cushions,
laughingly and resolutely shut her eyea,
with the determination to sleep, mis
was a difficult matter, however. Her
mind was not quite composed yet. Rose,
after she had bathed her face, had her
hair re-arranged and made aome altera
tions in her dress and descended to the
saloon.
Louis waa gone to the village. The
marquia and his friend, Count Frederic,
walking together on the terrace, were en
gaged in conversation. The Countess
Marie, in one corner, read quietly from
a favorite book. Helen moniauoan
worked at her embroidery and
wore a brighter and better pleased ex
pression than in the morning; for Fran
cis Ezerton was away. Bhe beckoned
Rose Immediately to her side.
"Truant! where have you been? aba
said, smilingly, aa ahe made the young
girl sit by her and stroked her bright
hair.
In my chamber, Helen," answered
Rose, laying her pretty head against the
shoulder of her companion, with happy
and loving confidence.
"A penance of solitude and reflection.
my fair sister? What sin have you committed?"
No sin no penance was mine. I was
restless. I went to become calm and
quiet."
And succeeded, I think. Hut what
alia you, Rose? What Is in your eyes
your face? Some reflex from underlying
emotions glad emotions. You have had
good newa?"
"No yes! Ah, do not ask me at least,
not now!" laughed the young girl. "Corue
to my chamber to-night will you, Helen?
or, I will come to yours; It does not mat
ter which; and then I will tell you what
I cannot dare not tell you now, here, In
this broad daylight, with eyes and eara
all about us. Yes ah, yes, Helen! I am
glad!" She laid her face on Helen'a
breast and clasped ber arms about her.
A strange expression flitted for a mo
ment over the countenance of Mademoi
selle Montauban. It filled her dark eyea
with a glance of quick and searching
meaning, as they rested fixedly on Hose,
But It was only for an Instant; for Rose
lifted her head again, and thoae sweep
ing, jetty eyelashes veiled every gleam of
the awakened spirit
(To be continued.)
GEO. P. CROWELl.
i Successor to It. L. Bmltta,
.stabllshcd House in the falley.
OPINIONS OF GREAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS
T
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Menacing Niagara Falls.
HE disturbing announcement la made by the
GommUslonera of the New York State Preser
vation of Niagara that the operation of power
companies and the construction of commercial
,iud drainage canals threaten to diminish the
total overflow at the Falls to a serious extent.
The Couiuiisslonera characterize the danger as not merely
theoretical, but measurable and substantial. The Ameri
can power companies remove from the Niagara River
nearly 8,000,000 gallons of water a minute, or 0 per cent of
the totnl flow over the Falls. The diversion of the water
of the Great Lakes from their natural outlet, the St. Law
rence system, by the Chicago drainage canul, which Is to
remove from Lake Michigan 600,000 cubic feet of water a
minute, by the projected canal from Lake Michigan to the
Mississippi across Wisconsin, and by numerous Canadian
canal and water power projects under construction oi In
contemplation, must contribute Importantly to the Impair
ment of the Falls. The Commissioners regret that the
New York Legislature and the Canadian Government have
granted the right to withdraw a large volume of water
from the Falls. The Cauadlnu authorities are criticized for
allowing the companies to erect unsightly construction! In
Victoria Talk, in full view of the American and Canadian
reservations.
The Commissioners say that, aside from Its educational
and aesthetic Importance, the Niagara Falls reservation la
a valunble asset of the State. It has been a profitable In
vestment, "and haa afforded a practical demonstration in
this country of a principle long acknowledged In European
cities aud countries, that the preservation of the beautiful,
the picturesque and the historic pars."
It Is too late to prevent the partial despoilment of the
Kalis by companies whose rights have vested. The de
struction of the great natural curiosity by the artificial ex
haustion of the water supply may be remote, but Its ex
tinction Is evidently regarded as something more than a
possibility by the Commissioners. Philadelphia Ledger.
IT WAS THE WRONG JESSIE.
DUesasan of a Yennat Man Who Cenrted
a Oirl in the Dark.
Thomas Schureman, who Uvea on
Holly avenue, In West Indianapolis, a
few weeks ago, made a bad loan, and,
In lieu of the money, he waa over
whelmed with the borrower'a gratitude
and a magic lantern. The gratitude,
thought Schureman, waa without prac
tical value, but the magic lantern
might be pressed into service. The ma-
ohhu was tnt nn mil a number of Trl-
tW.1Z were given, attended of rewardg for tne gmall klndnegsei he may ve
tion. The outward charme of the woman u' Jlr- KUUlml"' receivea.-Kew lorn Journal
Mr. ecnuremon a uog, mix.
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Loneliness.
HE most hideous state Imaginable la that of
solitude. Man Is made for company, to act
with others, in his interests, his amusements,
nnri all funtlixna nf hia llfo
HBrwwSJ 4 '
S?ifS!TfBl In tn'8 country success Is measured usually
CO?Jby money, and in this country the loneliest of
1LH.-U, wuii one possible exception, Is the richest of men.
- He sits high up on his pile of money, and there are few
friends, or none, near him.
He Is so high up on his pile of gold that he cannot tell
a true friend from a false one. And it Is hard for him to
believe that he has any real friend. He looks down and
across the country to the miserable tramp plodding with
his bundle and his sore feet along the dusty road; he
almost feels that he envies that miserable creature, vague
ly speculating about big next meal.
He imagines the human failure to be free from care,
and therefore happy. He envies him h!s good digestion,
his good appetite, his sound sleep, and the fact that he is
not surrounded by hypocritical pretensions,
The tramp looks up at the thousand-time millionaire
with the same feelings of envy.
He thinks what he would do If he had all that money,
He plans, as he trudges along, all sorts of banquets, all
sorU t-f revenges on those who have ill-treated him, all
he loved were nobly equalled by her
truth, her firmness, her constancy. Neith
er ambition, nor pride, nor cupidity, had
tempted her, for one Instant, to swerve
from hes faith. She had remained true
to the humble lover who had wot) her
first affection.
"Rose, do you love me? will you take
Louis now?" asked the count, with arch
tenderness.
"How can I take Louis? I am prom
ised to Robin," returned she, gravely. "I
came here to meet Robin; he has vanish
ed and you are answerable for his disap
pearance. I refused Louis last night.'
"Nay, then I will become a gardener
again, for your sake, love. I will put on
my peasant's dress once more and take
my spade, and toil in the garden from
morning till night; while you sit, as you
nsed to sit, Just by the cottage door and
sing to me while yon sew. What a pret
ty cottage girl you were. Rose! I believe
I loved you the first time we met.
"And I thought "
"Ah, what, Rose?"
"That you loved Helen," she answered,
blushing.
"Helen, thou little mouse, what put
that thought into thy pretty head?"
"It came there, Louis; I do not know
well how. I suspect the idea was a very
natural one. She Is so beautiful!"
"My pet, Helen must never hear you
acknowledge that little piece of innocent
audacity. Helen? Ah, she would smile
with amusement at the mere mention of
such a thing! he would not marry me,
Rose. I do like her very dearly. She
likes me, also, quite as well, I believe
but I should as soon contemplate an alli
ance with a queen as with her."
"You make me smile, Louis. How mod
est you re! You mean to say that
Helen "
"I mean to say, Rose, that my proud
and lovely cousin will be content to re
main unwediled all her days rather than
wed with so humble a personage as my
self. She is a dear cousin, Rose; but I
think that, secretly, she is ambitious.
Fran -is Egerton loves her, I am sure;
but do you not see that she treats him
coldly?'
"I thought It was so," said Rose, in a
half-musing tone.
"And, speaking ot that same Francis
Egerton, do you know, Rose, that I came
near being jealous of him on the first
evening of my return hit ner 7 He was
continually near you. He aeemed chain
ed to your side."
And you to that of Helen, do you re
member?" archly asked Rose. "Probably
the latter circumstance was the cause of
the former."
He laughed
"Perhaps; but I think, If he hsd never
seen Helen, he would have been your
captive. How , would you have treated
him, petite? as yon treated me last
night?"
"Yes."
"I believe It. How fortunate he la!
I endured agony last evening. Rose!'
His tone wss sad as he said it.
"Agony, Louis?"
"Lest I should gain the very boon I
seemed so earnestly to crave. But you
were true to Robin. I was more than
satisfied with the result of my trial. And
then, what joy filled my breast, with the
ringing echo of that sorrowful, yet firm
dental of my suit! It was music to me.
W hy, Louis Louis! Where are you,
my boy?" shouted the rich, clear, merry
voice of the Count de Clalrville, from the
terrace; and the next moment they heard
bis step approaching the library.
Rose sprang np.
"It me go, Louis," she aaid.
"Away, then, my bird!" And he aprang
to a aide door that opened on a staircase
leading to the gallery above. "This way.
Rose. Onr mischievous friend, I strongly
suspect, knows all about this business of
ours, and Is inclined to tease me a little.
Ad the door cloeed behind Roee Just
A atate of perfection was reached In
the course of time, aud, the other night,
a number of friends were Invited to the
Schureman home to witness the first
public exhibition of the collection of
slides. Unfortunately for the host, he
Invited a man who was engaged to a
girt. The man could not appear on
time, but the girl took her chair at the
hour aet. The seat at ber side waa re
served for the young man.
Half the performance was over when
Schureman's assistant at the door waa
Interrupted In his observation of the
pictures by the appearance of the be
lated young man. "Where's Miss
Heustlc sitting?" he asked.
Aa well as the darkness would per
mitand It might be said that the room
was as dark as could be the usher
directed the new arrival to the seat re
served for him.
'Here," said Mr. Schureman, bring
ing the picture Into focus, "we And real
Japan Japan unsullied by contact with
the Western world of commerce, far
from the "
Just then a girl sitting three chairs
from the front felt her hand pinched,
and saw vaguely a young man take his
seat at her side.
"Great Scott! Jessie," said the voice
in her ear, emerging from the black
ness. "I've had a most dreadful time
finding this scat In the dark. That fel
low at the door said It was no use; that
people coming In lute ought to sit wher
ever they could. I told him I had to
sit by you, and that I was going to sit
there or break up the meeting. He
wasn't on, you see. Gee! Oh, Jessie,
I'm so glad I found you. You don't
know "
"For generations this Imposing Im
personation of the god hns watched
over Its thousands of worshlpera.
India India, the land of mystery,
philosophy, and age haa at last found
the germ of progress burled In lta
breast "
'You are not wearing my ring? What
does this mean? Have you taken It off?
Have you ceased to"
"Shi Keep still! I want to listen."
"From the California shores we can
already discern the smoke of our great
factories.. We get a breath of the
energy of our crowded streets; we feel
the rush and Jostle of our enterpri-
"Isn't that pretty?" whispered the
girl.
"What do I care for that, when
you Oh. Jessie, mine;
"Whnt land la greater than this?
What nation stronger; where the flag
more honored, more revered than our
own Stars and Stripes?"
And as the lights flared up to a violin
accompaniment, the young man discov
ered why he had missed Jessie's ring.
It waa another girl.
The s-eqnet.
"I have written an article on 'How to
Live on $2.r0 a Week,' " he explained
to the editor.
"Well," said the editor, "yon had bet
ter write the sequel to It."
"I do not understand."
"Why, 'How to Get the Two-fifty.'
Baltimore American.
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The World's Railways.
HE archiv fur Eisenbahnwesen ahowa that In
the first year of the present ceutury the world
Tor the first time exceeded 500,000 miles of rail
way. At the end of 1901 the world's total
mileage was 507,515 miles. At present it Is
about 532,500 miles. At the end of 1901 the (lis
trlbution was: Europe, 180,708 miles; Asia, 41,814; Africa,
14,187; North America, 226,503; South America, 28,654;
Australia, 15,0-19. India la the chief contributor to Asia's
mileage, though Russia a railroad enterprises are aensa-
A Conraireoa Jsh.
Colonel Bragg I've fought and bled
for my country, sir; I've
Alex. Smart Yes, but did yon ever
help your wife hang pictures? Ohio
State Journal
tlonal and attract more attention. British India, according
to the Railroad Gazette, had 25,373 miles at the end of
1901, while Russian Asia, Including the Chinese seizures,
had only 7,323 miles. Even in the past four years India
has built more than Asiatic Russia. Strategic railways to
meet supposed Russian schemes account for part of In
dia's mileage.
Of European countries the German Empire leads In
mileage, with 32,753 miles; but It Is followed closely by
Russia, with 31,945, and the latter will doubtless soon take
the lead. Great Britain makes but a modest show In the
list under its own name, having but 22,100 miles In Eu
rope; but ltjins more railroad In India than In Europe, ha.
two-thirds of the railroads In Africa, and with those of Its
colonies in America and Australia counts up an aggregate
of 91,845 miles, which may be compared with the mileage
of 210,000 In the United States at the present date. North
America has more railroad than Europe and Asia together;
the two Americas, more than all the rest of the world. The
aggregate of capital Invested In railroads the world over
is $30,850,000,000 a tidy sum to be invested In any one
thing In seventy-five years. The wealth the railroads have
created or developed many times exceeds this vast amount.
The rapid development and utilization of the resources of
a country are made possible only by a network of rail
roads. Baltimore Sun.
Dry Goods, Groceries,
Boots and Shoes,
Hardware,
Flour arid Feed, etc.
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Commerce and Wed ock.
MONO the great enterprises of the year be
sides the railway In the Uganda In Africa to
the sources of the Nile, Is Scotland's great
canal which will save hundreds of miles of
carriage, and will cost $50,000,000.
This new ship canal will extend from the
I Irih ofForth on the east of Scotland to the Clyde on the
west coast The canal will tunnel the Highlands near
Loch Lomond.
When this canal Is completed vessels and steamers will
cut through the island Instead of going around England or
Ireland. The tailing distance from the Clyde to ports on
the east of Scotland will be reduced 529 miles, while from
other connections the saving will be all the way from 150
to 487 miles. Thla canal will cost as much as the Nlca-
raguan canal.
The more the world Is cut up territorially the more
fertile It will be, Industrially and social. Every internal
or external Improvement that makes trade more economic
and commerce more swift is an agent of peace and of good
will In being an agent of industrial promotion.
The cheaper a barrel of flour Is landed In the pantry,
other things being equal, the more mouths, big and little,
will there be to consume bread.
President Eliot should not overlook the Intimate rela
tion there is between cheap wealth aud early marriages
and between economic civilization and the productivity of
the race.
Every new facility In commerce and trade, every god
speed given to traffc la godspeed to population, quality at
well as quantity considered. Aa wealth Is cheap, men and
women are dear. Boston Journal.
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Back to the Land.
T Is sometimes forgotten that all the world'
wealth must come out of the ground. There Is
not an article of food, of dress, of luxury, not
a ship or a cannon, not a book, nor a news
paper, nor a printing press, not a cottage nor a
palace, not even the money that we use In
commerce wmcD la not drawn irom the eartn, ana tne
magnet that draws forth the material and shapes it Is
human Intelligence. If the land ef Ireland is deficient n
coal and metallic ores. It baa still the germs of other fruit-
fulness only needing strenuous cultivation. If attention
Is given to chemistry and natural science by the farmers
of the country and by those who should actively promote
the scientific education of the farmers' sons, the world
may see before a second generation has passed a complete
regeneration of Ireland, fitting it to compete with success
In the struggle for prosperity with all other lands. Irish
Times.
SAM PATCH, THE JUMPER.
Man Who Made Kimoni Leap Liea in
Unmarked Grave.
The lettering upon a rough pine
alab erected In the little cemetery at
Charlotte by Steve Marshall, an old
lake captain, away back in the 30s,
after the body of the ill-fated Jumper
had been taken from the Genesee river
and burled In the village cemetery
without ceremony of any kind, waa aa
follows:
"Sam ratch Such Is Fame."
This board stood at the bead of
Patch's grave until the aemi-centennlal
celebration in Rochester, N. Y. Then
profane hands were laid upon it The
roughly hewn slab was exhibited. Aft
er the celebration It was not replaced.
It was either lost or seized upon by
some relic hunter who cherished it la
secret
Since Marshall's band raised that
slab no one has ever taken the trouble
to mark the grave In any way, says
the Rochester Post-Express. Old resi
dents of Charlotte knew of the loca
tion by two old stumps, but within
the last two years these have rotted
away. The grave Is now unmarked.
Wild blackberry bushes are matted
over the spot
The fame of Sam Patch, such as It
was, has probably penetrated farther
than that of any other person who
ever made Rochester his abiding place.
The exploits of Sam were seized upon
mid embodied In a book of nursery
rhymes, which will be remembered by
many, although long out of print. The
rhyme was mere doggerel. Many will
remember Sam's reputed first jump, as
described In the book. It was from
the chicken house roof at bis home,
and Sain landed plump on the back
of a goo3e. The mother of Sam was
said to have been greatly grieved over
the damage to the goose, but Joyful
over the escape of her son. Here are
two lines from this "poem:"
Tome to me, my pride, my Joy.'
'Goose for dinner, cried the boy.'
In the mind's eye of the uninformed
he has been pictured aa an athlete of
Imposing height and proportions, keen
of eye aud steady of nerve. Historians
of unquestioned veracity aver that
Sam waa short and fat and not afraid
of flagons of any size. In the age In
which he lived he waa regarded as
"shiftless." He would now be termed
a "hobo" and legally a "vagrant" Hi
home waa no mora in Rocheater than
elsewhere, but he claimed the Flower
City aa hia own. After the death
glorious" he gained a atanding he
never attained In life.
Patch'a reputation, or notoriety, was
not all gained In Rochester. H made
a lumD at raterson. N. J., and later
Jumped Into the Niagara river from
a ledge of rock projecting from the
bank at a point more than half the
height of the cataract He Is said. to
have had a habit, pronounced when
he was in hia cups, of saying: "Some
things can be done as well as others."
He followed out this idea In his jump
ing, and it cost him bis life.
On Nov. 8, 1829, accompanied by a
tame bear, Sam Jumped from a ledge
Into the Genesee river, a height of
ninety-six feet Both came out alive.
Sam - longed for greater heights of
fame, and distributed handbills an
nouncing that on Nov. 13 he would
leap from a scaffold at the precipice.
The scaffold waa built twenty feet
higher than the brink of the falls.
An Immense crowd gathered to wit
ness the leap. Sam prepared for the
occasion with liberal potations. He
mounted the scaffold and harangued
the crowd with all of the drunken
gravity of jsvhlch he was capable. He
felt himself In need of a stimulant,
and he took one. He then gave a
run aud "took off." His body did not
fall feet first but made a half turn.
He struck the water with a force of
4,000 pounds, as figured by a local sta
tistician at the time. He did not rise.
Tbe crowd waited until dark and then
went home. That was the last of Sam
Patch In Rochester. The body was
subsequently discovered In the river
at Charlotte and given burial.
"Idiots! Tigs! Beasts! Do you hear
or not? Be off and take your seats!'
"That Is for us," say the peasants
"DImltri, Ivan, hurry up. We must
take our seats."
Coultl Not Be Deceived.
An Englishman traveling In Russia
furnishes the following Incidents to
a London paper an incident which he
personally witnessed and which he
says "shows better than volumes of
description the customs and social con
ditions of Russian peasants": "At a
railway station the train la ea the
point of starting. As nsual In Russia,
the bell rings three timet before de
parture, to warn the passenger to take
their seat. At the first ring the chief
conductor, seeing on the platform a
group af peaaanta atanding hnmbly
and cautlonsly together, says very po
litely to them: "Gentlemen, the first
signal la given, please take your
places."
One of the peasants, turnlag to hia
comrades, says: "DImltrt, Iran,
Steven, do you hear? Th maater tells
us to enter the train." "Oh, you stu
pid." aya another. "Are yon a gen
tleman? You heard him aay 'gentle
men.' He Invited tbe gentry." There
I a second ring of the belL The con
ductor caUa, hurriedly and angrily:
"Please, gentlemen, take your aeata;
you har the aecond signal"
Tbe same peasant aaya to th oth
er: "It la for us. We must take our
seats; th train will start" "You ase!"
say hi companion. "Do yon think
von are railed a gentleman? Were
yon aver a gentleman?" Tbe third
ring of the bell la beard. Th
conductor, losing bit temper and hust
ling th peaaanta forward, cries:
Old Public Libraries.
Though it it the popular idea that
public libraries are of modern origin,
there is proof that the Anglo-Saxon
kings of England were disposed
erect them, and works were brought
from Ireland, where sciences bad been
much earlier cultivated than in Great
Britain, says the Chicago New. But
the Invasion of the Normans stopped
the spread of libraries, and the first
In England after the conquest was es
tablished at Oxford, In Durham (now
Trinity) College, in the thirteenth ceu
tury by Richard de Bury, who pur
chased from thirty to forty volumes
of the "Abbot of St. Albans for fifty
pounds' weight of silver. Before that
time books were kept In chests and
not In a room styled a library. At
tbe end of tbe seventeenth century
there were only six public libraries In
Great Britain. The first circulating li
brary was founded by Allan Ramsay,
In 1725, whence he diffused plays and
works of fiction among the people of
Edluburgh. So successful were Ram
say' efforts that It Is said that with
In seventy years nearly every town
and large village possessed a library.
The first In London wa started by
Botbo, a bookseller, In 1740. Birming
ham obtained It first circulating 11
brary In 1751. The next step was the
free library, Manchester possessing
the first In 1850, being quickly fol
lowed by Liverpool, Birmingham and
other large towns.
Cant'oua Mamma.
"If your daughter keepa practicing
she will become an accomplished must
clan," said the teacher. .
I dont care for that," said Mrs,
Cumrox. "We are having Muriel take
music lesson from you because you
were recommended as the most expen
alve teacher in tne city, if she learn
to play too well aome people who don
know ns might think she make her
living that way." Washington Star.
Like Philippine Service.
Experience seem to be proving
says the San Francisco Bulletin, that
not only la the Philippine aervlce at
tractive to soldiers who have never
been there, and are anxloua to croas
the seas to see what dreama may come
In the land or adventure that our
Oriental possesslone have become, but
also those who have been there soma
time already are eager to remala
W hat a happy wn-id thi , would he
If people couldn't boirow trouble with
out putting up collateral security.
Pessimists are people who go arouni
looking for thorns bo sit on.
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