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The Contrabandist; 1 t ' OF $ I OR THE 1 1 Quo Life's Secret! El CHAPTER XVIII.-(CoDtlniied.) They reached I'arig and shortly were established as in another home, at the Hotel de Cliilrville. Here the kind-heart ed Count Frederic and his amiable wife congratulated themselves upon having gathered together so happy a family par ty: and no pnius were spared to cou' tribute to the enjoyment of each. Hose had never been in I'nris before; its splen dors and gaieties were novel and pleasing to her. lint every enjoyment had its chief source from the presence of Louis "nothing was complete if he were not at her side to share in her pleasure; and it charmed him to perceive this. "You shall dwell here, some day, my Rose," ho said to her, with his own bright smile that the young girl loved so well. And she smiled in return; while Helen Montauban turned away, with a dark gleam in her eyes a darker frown on that splendid bruw. "Some day! How little," said the haughty woman, mentally, "how little do they dream that the will of another Is to exercise authority then! They count confidently on their future upon the fate that Is awaiting them. Ah, if they knew what it is to be that fate!" Now that Paris was gained, she was Dearer to her purpose, and the fierce Im patience she had felt subsided as she approached to the consummation of that purpose. Not because she quailed, or shrank from it, but that now she- wai able to contemplate it more nearly to look upon her revenge as almost accom plished, and she was content to wait yet longer. "Helen, you are ill, I think," said Fran cis Egertou in alarm. She had been sitting in the same atti tude for a full hour, with her head rest ing on her hand, and those dark, calm eyes fixed on the floor. But her Hps were very pale, and her face marble white. "You are ill, Helen," he repeated, gent ly, bending over to attract her attention, and laying his band on.hers. But the Icy coldness of that hand chilled and startled him. "You are not quite right, my lord," she answered; "for I am not 111 exactly, and yet I am not well. I have merely a se vere headache." And she pressed her . hand to her brow. "A headache is that all? Nay, you re feverish, for now your cheeks are burning. Let me ask your father to send for a physiciain. You may, perhaps, have taken the fever which is prevailing in the city. Dear Helen, be advised!" "Francis, I command you to remain where you arc," snid Mademoiselle Mon tauban, Imperatively. "I have assured you that I am not ill, and I do not wish either to attract attention or to Interfere with the enjoyment of others. Since you are so anxious, I shall endeavor to rest while in my own apartment, and may regain my usual spirits by evening. In which case I will rejoin the family. Pre sent my excuses to them, if you please." She left him and ascended to her cham ber. Night came. The rest Of the family were to attend the opera. Helen Mon tauban assigned a severe headache as her reason for not accompanying them, and remained at home. From the case ment of her room she looked down and saw the carriage roll away from the gates. An hour afterwards there emerged from the hotel a youth, wearing broad hat slouched over his eyes and cloak, which he drew about him, half concealing his face with its folds. He looked back with a hurried, nervous glance as he gained the portal. "No oue has seen me," he muttered, "and the rest is sufficiently easy." At a rapid pace he hastened on. It was dark; but the lamps in the streets poured a flood of light along bis way as he proceeded, and crowds of pedestrians passed him and the way was thronged with carriages and vehicles of every de scription. He only drew his hat further over his eyes, arranged the folds of the cloak so as more fully to hide his fea tures, and hurried along, passing from one street to another, and never looking t single face in all the jostling multi tude about him. At length, in a retired street, he reach ed the door of a building, half shop, half dwelling; at this door he knocked. A domestic appeared, bearing a light, which she held up to surrey the features of the youth; but he shrunk further back Into the shadow, and gathered the folds of the cloak more, closely about htis face s he asked, in low and somewhat hoarse voice: "Is the alchemist at home?" "He is, monsieur. Will you come In?" The youth entered, the woman looking at hiin with a half-curious glance for an instant; but then muttering to herself, "Well well, I need not trouble my head; he is not the first mask that has come hither," Bhe added aloud; "This way, monsieur; you will find my master in here," and led the way through the room Into which he had entered from the street to a back one, opening from the first. Here was an old man, bent half double, seated at a table, and engaged in poring over rich and curious volume of an tique appearance. About the apartment were arranged, in different places, vari ous stuffed figures of animals, and some of them reptiles so hideous as to send an Involuntary shiver over the boy as he be held them. Strange and horrible forms were everywhere about him; he turned from contemplating them In disgust The old man laid' aside his book and looked np. "You want me? well, what is It?" he said, leaning back in his chair, and re garding his guest closely with the pierc ing dark eyes that seemed still darker and more piercing from the bushy, snow white brows that overhung them. The youth spoke not, nor removed the cloak from his face; but silently advanc ing, presented a folded paper to the old man. He received and glanced over it. A slight frown darkened over his face, and again he fixed ou the boy that same searching "glance. "You do not want me, but my wife," he said. "1 touch not such matters as this," and he handed back the paper. Then going to a small door in the wall, he opened it and called, "Biani-a Bi snca !" An Instant and there appeared at this door tall, dark-looking yet splendidly handsome woman, with brunette com plexion, magnificent black eyes and no ble and commanding form. Those eyes were fixed upon the muffled figure and half-coneealed face of th stranger. "Biauca." said the oil man, "here Is one who has neoJ of your services." "What do you want?' asked the wom an, in the sweett-at an 1 most musical of yokes, she came forward, wiih her) glance still fastened on the youth "what do you want?" He gave her the paper, which she pe rused. Then regarding him closely once again, she said: "Follow me, and I will obtain for you what you desire." Without further speech, she crossed to the opposite side of the room, to where chintz curtain hung before low arch way; lifting this, she passed through, and beckoned to him. He followed. They were now in a kind of large closet, which contained two or three chairs, a circular table covered with boxes and vials of different sizes and shapes. The woman seated herself be fore this table, over which was burning a brazen lamp, pendant from the wall. She motioned to the youth to take another near her. He did so. "Do you know," she said, reading the contents of the paper again, "what it is that you wish for?" "Yes. Hasten; I must have It!" A purse of gold was flung upon the table before her. She saw the glitter strike through its meshes and smiled. "You know the worth of your wish. There is but one physician, I believe, now living who Is acquainted with the secret of this drug." The youth shuddered visibly. His dark, burning eyes were fixed upon the face of the woman. "You doubtless know the effect of It?" she asked next, as she opened small casket of solid iron, which stood among other boxes on the table. "I do." If her intention had been to penetrate the boy's disguise, or to hear the tones of his voice, she was baffled. She abandon ed the attempt, therefore, (nd proceeded to take from the casket certain vials, nearly all of which were filled with some liquid. Perhaps twelve of these were re moved, and the casket appeared entirely empty; when, touching a secret spring, a false bottom was removed, disclosing three smaller vials lying side by side in separate compartments. The one lyini in the center she took up; it was filled with fluid colorless as water. The boy bent forward, breathing heav ily, his burning glance fixed eagerly upon it. He stretched out his hand to take it; that hand was small and fine and lily white. The woman saw it, but her quick eyes were instantly fixed upon the vial again. "No no!" she said, calmly. "This con tains a hundred times the quantity you want. A single drop is sufficient to rid you of your worst enemy your rival, if you have one. The youth shuddered again; and Bhe marked well the shudder, but there was nothing strange to her in it. She recog nized the feelings actuating him; she was accustomed to these things, and did not seem to observe his emotion. Selecting a small vial from box of empty ones beside her, she measured out and poured into it a very small quantity of the fluid; then stopping the mouth of this vial tightly, she melted a piece of wax and sealed It over. "Here is the drug. A death warrant Is In your hands," she said finally, giving it to the youth. He grasped It eagerly; the fingers that clutched it trembled. Pointing to the purse which he had thrown upon the ta ble, he thrust the vial into his breast, passed through the archway, through the outer room, and gaining the passage, once more entered the street. Cool and damp the night air swept over his burning forehead. With deep drawn breath he hurried on, still grasping the fragile vial containing that death po tion, and escaping fearfully from the neighborhood where it had been obtained. Each moment he turned his head to see that no one followed him; for he was in possession of that which might, in more ways than one, prove dangerous to Its owner; and the scrutiny of those splendid eyes haunted him. But besides himself, not soul traversed the now silent and deserted street. Yet he shivered with strong excitement. With rapid and al most noiseless steps, he hurried on. And the Italian, Bianca, looking forth an instant after the slight figure that flit ted on tdrough the gloom, turned again to the room in which sat the aged alchemist. "You gave the boy his drug, Bianca?" he asked, raising his head. "Yes yes! but I tell you, it was wom an's heart that throbbed beneath that mantle; woman's hand and s beautiful one, too that paid me in yellow coin. See!" and she tossed the heavy purse to her husband; "there Is the reward the price for which I have sold the life of another mortal! How many are entered on my list now, I wonder?" She laugh ed bitterly, and then a deep, despairing groan followed the laugh. And along the streets of Paris at mid night, sped the figure of that boy; on on, with nervous and shuddering haste, still clasping the fatal vial. Till, at length, the Hotel de Clairville is gained once more, and unseen, unheard, he glides si lently in, and stealing up the stairs, en ters chamber, and securing the door, flings aside the disguise of that night's guilt. And Helen Montauban stands re vealed! CHAPTEK XIX. A month had been passed in Paris, and the party were preparing for return to the chateau, with the exception of Louis, who was to remain here some three weeks longer, and then follow them, so as to reach the residence of his uncle day or two before the wedding ceremony, which was to take place on the first day of the ensuing month. It was wild, dark, stormy night when the carriage of the marquis approached once more the neighborhood of the Cha teau Montauban. The tempest raged with terrible fury; the darkness was that of the murkiest midnight. All along the forest road, the giant trees skirting the way creaked and groaned as if almost with human agony, and the tossing of their mighty arms, unseen In the gloom, was yet heard with dreadful distinct ness; while, to add to the impression of we that kept each of our travelers silent the deep and mournful wailing of the un chained winds almost took the sound of human voices shrieking in despair. As inward horror seized Helen Montauban. Those voices seemed to utter her name to wail forth npon the night the awful secret over which she brooded; to de nounce her with the tones of fiends, and declare her guilfy a murderess! A hand, small and trembling, and Icy cold, was laid on hers. With a faint, shuddering cry upon her lips, she started, and then sank back again, almost faint ing. It was no spirit's touch, bat the touch of poor little Bose herself, who, cold with terror, nestled np to her com panion, and sought the friendly clap of her band, to re-assurs her own sinking heart. "Ah, dear Helen,, what Is It-dldo 1 frighten you?" anxiously asked the young girl. "What Is It-what Is It?" uttered the rest, eagerly. Angered at her own weakness and want of self-command, even while she still shuddered from head to' foot. Mademoi selle Montauban made some hasty apolo gy, and relapsed into silence aguL, Won' dering at her strange manner, Rose, too, shrank within herself once more. And the tempest raved more wildly yet Onward pressed the drenched horses, over the rough, uneven road, that threat ened every moment, with Jagged ruts and scattered stumps and' rocks, which could not be avoided for the darkness, to overturn the carriage. It jolted fearfully. The utmost care was Insufficient to guard against danger. If the rain had not pour ed so violently, all would have preferred walking the remainder of the distance to remaining in the carriage, They proceed ed slowly and with difficulty. "Helen," the marquis said, kindly, "I think we are almost at home now. Rose, my poor little darling, you are sadly alarmed, I fear!" And he took her little, cold hand in his own. "Hqw cold you are! Francis, hand me my cloak, which is somewhere beside you. That is it." He wrapped it tenderly about her, drawing the immense and heavy folds closely to gether. . But the words were arrested upon her lips by fearful sound that drew the attention of all. Torn by the force of the tempest from their trunks, the sturdy limbs of the overhanging trees were thrown with furious force along their path, striking the carriage, and falling upon the frightened beasts, who, mad dened with pain and terror, sprang for ward, leaping wildly over the obstacles in their way and dashing the vehicle from side to side with a violence that every in stant threatened destruction to those within. The reins were torn from ths hands of the paralyzed driver, and drag ged about the feet of the terrified ani mals, over whom there was no longer control. Still the carriage swayed to and fro, and death seemed to all the si lent, stricken party within at every mo ment inevitable. The moment was one of awful suspense; but that suspense was not destined to be prolonged. Sud denly, in their blind course, the horses stumbled, the carriage swung on one slue, ond was dashed to the earth. "Helen Rose my children!" called ths voice of the marquis, "are you hurt?" There was no answer. The voices of the Count de Clairville and Francis Eg erton alone were heard. "Adele!" cried the count to his wife, "I cannot see you; speak to me tell me that you are uninjured !" "Ah, my wrist it is broken, I believe!" uttered the countess, in tone of pain. "But that is nothing; where are those dear children? If one could but see!" "Helen Rose!" called the marquis again, in agony. "Ah, for lights!" With the utmost difficulty and danger as well, from their close neighborhood to the hoofs of the struggling and kicking horses, the gentlemen extricated their companions and themselves from the ve hicle in the darkness. Furiously the rain poured down, drenching them to the skin in an Instant. All, however, were found to be safe, excepting Mademoiselle Mon tauban and Rose, neither of whom be trayed the least sign of consciousness. It was too dark to distinguish their tea' tures. A faint sigh breathed from the lips of Helen. Supported by the arm of Lord Egerton, she endeavored to rise to her feet. An almost inaudible thanksgiving escaped from him. She was safe. Did not this woman repent, in that moment, when her own life was spared, the wick ed design that she had entertained? No never for single moment! "Where is Rose?" she ased, hoarsely, and with a strange, unnatural voice. A wild hope darted through her brain. Had death anticipated her? Poor child! lying senseless In the arms of the marquis, no sound reached her now. Alike insensible to the pain of that hour, or to the fulling rain that saturated her clothing yet failed to revive her, she lay there moveless and silent. (To be continued.) GROW CARELESS OF DANGER. Constant Handling ot Explosives Ben der Men loo Reckless. "After a miner has handled dynamite for eight or ten years without a serious mishap It Is a good Idea to put him to doing something else about the works," said a gentleman of this city who has had a great deal of experience with high explosives. "The chances are 100 to 1 that his long Immunity from accident has given him such a contempt for danger that he is an un conscious menace to everybody on the premises. He will do things that not only Imperil his own life, but the lives of all his comrades. To give you an illustration, I once had an old Cor nfshmon at work at a mine in which I was interested and had Intrusted him with a general supervision of all the blasting. He had been handling dy namite for twenty years or more and was Justly regarded as an expert During that entire period he had nev er had an accident worth speaking of, and by degrees the care and vigilance that were responsible for his excellent record had worn away until he was beginning to entertain the delusion, common to old hnnds, that the danger of the stuff was very much exagger ated. "One day I was passing through a cut where some blasting had been go ing on and noticed the old Cornish man hammering a drill Into what seemed to be a boring in the rock. I asked what he was doing and he told me coolly there was a cartridge In the hole that had failed to explode and he was 'just knockin' out the tamping to roprlme It' I was horrified, for at every blow he was liable to explode the dynamite, and I ordered him sternly to stop and never repeat such a performance. The proper method would have been to have drilled a new hole near by and exploded the first charge with a second blast He olieyed sullenly, and less than a month afterward was blown up while doing exactly the same thing. He lost bis left arm at the shoulder, his left eye and part of his left ear. He also lost hli contempt for dynamite, and when be finally emerged from the hospital I gave him back his former job. I never had a more scrupulously careful em ploye than he was from that time on. It seems a brutal thing to say, but there is nothing that does an old dyna mite hand as much good as to get blown np once or twice." Xew Or leans Times-Democrat Cared Now. She Have you ever been In love? He Ob, yes, I have hat all the child tsh diseases mumps, whooping cough, and ail tht rest Soinervllle Journal. WAfi ON KIO GRANDE. AN INCIDENT IN THE "COUNTRY OF CONSTANT TROUBLE, "Where Cattle Baldere, "muara-lara, Mex ican Kuralea and Texas Bangers Are It rased. in NaTsr-andlna Warfare No Formalities Observed. "If you are hunting for active service you can get It any day of your life, and you won't have to leave America, either. I can guarantee to get you the experience of being under fire be fore the end of a fortnight" The listeners turned from the militia man in uniform, who had been com plaining that a soldier had no chance these days, to the sun-tanned milltery looltlng man In civilian clothes. "A week ago "last night," he con tinued, "I was In a fight in which more men were killed than In any of the bat tle of the Spanish-American war. You ee, I'm from the country of constant trouble I'm a captain In the Texas Rangers and In the past two years I've taken part In at least 100 fights In which men were slain, and often many men at that. If the press were to record all the fighting going on down there, there wouldn't be much show for any other news. "It's a thretf-corntTed sort of fight that goes on along the Rio Grande, In which the Mexican rurales, or regular troops, the cattle thieves, smugglers and frontier desperadoes, and we ran gers form the three corners. Some times we crossj the border and help the Mexicans, sometimes the Mexicans CHARGING CATTLE THIEVES' ADOBE FORTRESS. come over Into American territory and take a hand In corralling some partic ularly desperate band of cattle raiders. But usually we do our own fighting, and the Mexicans theirs, each of us on our own side of the Rio Grande. The cattle raiders and smugglers are just as regularly organised as we are, and they also fight according to military tactics. Most of their leaders have held commissions in regular armies, and they teach their men to put up a pret ty stiff scrap. "They come across the Rio Grande, sometimes 100 strong, round In a herd of cattle from the ranges, and before dawn they are back again in Mexican territory. Often we run Into them, but their horses, or Indian ponies, are usu ally fresher than ours, and they get way, unless we can coin r them. Then they fight Formerly, when we did capture some of them, their organiza tion would hire lawyers and defend them In the civil courts, and they usu ally got off for lack of evidence. This became so much the regular thing that we got discouraged. "But one day the word was passed down that, Instead of holding future captives, we should turn them over to the nearest Mexican port. Mexican law Is best for cattle thieves. "Not long after this I got Informa tion of a band that would cross the river that night at a certain ford, and I got my men ready. After dark we rode down to the ford and lay low. At about 11 we taw the raiders, fifty strong, crossing the shallows. We gave them time to cross, then dashed down long the bank. cuMng eff th?lr retreat to Mexican territory and the moun tains. It was a hnrd fight, but we outnumbered the raiders, and they scat tered, leaving twenty dead. Xcxt day we captured ten more, but the rest got wsy. "Remembering orders, I didn't turn those ten men over to our authorities. Instead, I camped n:y men out till night, and then we crossed over Into Mexico and made for the nearest Mex Ican post, a small placv called Arges- W j W A RAIDER. Una, not far from Cludad Juarec, but far enough to urevent Interference from the civil authorities. At 2 o'clock In the morning we reached the post, and the commandant came out in his pajamas to receive us. " 'What can I do for you, gentlemen?' he said. " 'Horse thieves,' I answered. "I saw the commandant grin. He had my men shown to the sleeping quarters and he shared his bed with me. Before breakfast he called ma "If you want to show your men an execution,' he said, 'line them up on the plaza.' "'Aren't you going to try them?' I asked. " 'Afterward,' he said, laconically. "I lined my men up with the Mexi can garrison on the plaza. The ten men, most of them half-breed Indians and Mexicans, were lined up against the adobe wall, and I must say they 1 died like men. Some were only wound-1 ed, but the rurales shoved their bayo-1 nets Into them and ended their troubles quickly. That band of cattle thieves 1 never bothered the ranchers on our side again. . I "A few weeks later we ran Into an-' other band, but they got away, all ex- cept five of them, whom we cut offr from the river. Those five retreated to a small village, cleared out all the In habitants, took possession of the adobe council hall and prepared to stand us off. We knew they had heard of the previous scrape, we knew they real-. ized they could get no quarter, so we expected them to fight until the last. Excited by the skirmish, my men, num-' berlng fifty, galloped up ' to within range of the raiders' guns, and before I could get them off to a safe distance flve dropped out of their saddles. Fi nally we scattered about among the houses and kept up a steady fire. Aft erward, when we examined the adobe walls of the council ball, we found that hardly a brick in it did not contain a bullet "At last we circled about the house on our horses, and In that way dropped throe of the desperadoes. Just before dawn the two others made a break to get away, but we saw them. We tried to get them to surrender, but they fought on until my men killed tbein both. "Once we had news from our friend, the Mexican commandante, that he had cornered over 100 raiders In a ravine, and he asked us to come over and help him smoke them out. "It didn't take long to get over, and we found two companies of rurales stretched In firing line across the mouth of the canyon, while the raiders, In- j trenched behind rocks, were dronclnc the Mexicans by twos and threes. We came just In time to prevent a stam pede of the commandnnte's troops. Then we charged the raiders and killed seventy of them. ,The commandunte took no prisoners. But forty Mexicans and ten of my men went down. Con sidering the number engaged, that was as bloody a battle as you will find la i modern history." A Note in Passing. "Yes," said the bandmaster, "we do have troubles with our musicians some times. "Once we were engaged to play at a funeral. Our notice was very short, so we had no rehearsal. We reached the cemetery without any mishap, but there something happened. We were to play a solemn measure while the body was being lowered into the grave. Only a few instruments were needed. I was slowly and solemnly swinging my baton, the spectators were silently weeping, when suddenly the trombone gave a loud, long blust, enough to wake the dead. Some of the mourners fainted, the players stopped In consternation, and I jumped over chairs and racks to where the troin- Pf,nl8t' .""l $?"7. G.erman Mtl it01-1 Idly gazing at his music. "'What the devil did you mean by bursting out that way? I shouted. "He raised his eyes slowly to mine. " 'Veil, I was vatchlug de nioosic, und Just den a horse-fly got on de pa per. I t'ough he vos a note, und I played him. Dat vas all, ain't itf Roctlfyiag the llecord. The following Incident Is related as hsving occurred In South Africa: One of the soldiers who had been rerjortwl killed In a certain battle and against whose name In the regimental books a note to that effect had been made af- terward turned up and reported hlm-'nl self. Then the strgeant made another note In the b:ok: "Died by mistake." The man was placed In the hospital snd a few weeks later succumbed to the Injuries be hsd received. This fact was communicated to ths sergeant through the colonel of the regiment a no then a third note was made: "Ba died by order of the coloneL" Inaorance Against Appendicitis Appendicitis insurance policies are issued In England at $1.25 a year for every $500. The woman who is first to adopt a new -fad Is also the first to draw ths 11ns at a new wrinkle. If a woman hesitates It must be ow ing to an Impediment la ber speech. O THE The Only True Life. The acceptance of things that eye has not seen and cannot see Is the only true life. Rev. L. Watson, Episcopalian, Chllllcothe, Ohio. Infidel Colleges. Our colleges and universities are a curse If God be not universities are a curse If God be not In them. Unsanctlfled educational fa. ciiiiiea lUBier luuuciuy. iev. r v Wilson, Methodist, Brooklyn, N. Y. God's Kingdom. We map out what we call the kingdom of God, and pro ceed to color It according to our per sonal and denominational Ideas. Rev. Dr. Carlisle, Methodist, Columbia, S. C. Making Heroes. Knowledge of right will make a hero of the frailest. The one who realizes that be is right with God can bathe his hands In the martyr flame. Rev. Dr. White, Baptist, Ma con, Ga, Fiction. Literature of the modern type la to be condemned largely for Its change. Formerly fiction stimulated virtue; now it is Indifferent In these matters. Rev. Dr. Krauskopf, Hebrew, Phi:adelphia, Ta. . Gumption. The schoolboy whose les sons are always perfect will probably clerk at $10 a month for the schoolboy who has less gifts and more gump tion. Rev. Frank Crane, Unitarian Worcester, Mass. The Great Trust. Can we not have one colossal religious trust that will take In all the denominations, or at least all that are near enough alike to make affiliation possible? Rev. W. H. Ramsey, Louisville, Ky. The Frlce of Liberty. Eternal vigi lance Is not only the price of liberty to nations aud races, but to the weaker and more helpless classes of every country and people. Rev. Dr. Banks, Mothodist, New York City. The Secret of Life. Nature made God possible, and the individual must make Him actual. This Is the whole secret of life. Ignorance alone defeats this proposition. Rev. F. E. Mason, Independent, Brooklyn, N. Y. Remorse. The sharper the sting of remorse the more Insistent and pro found the entrance of the Iron of stern self-accusation Into our souls, the more complete the expiation. Rev. J. W. Chadwlck, Unitarian, Brooklyn, N. Y. Club Women. Women have been criticised for julnlng literary clubs, yet the club, Instead of Injuring the home, has been the means of saving It by ele vating Its Intellectual position. Rev. M. M. Mangasarlan, Independent, Chi cago, 111. The Glory to Come. Let us not be disheartened by labors, remembering ,' that the sufferings of this life are not to be compared with the glory to come and which shall be revealed to us. Cardlnul Gibbons, Roman Catholic, Bal timore, Md. The Two Sovereigns. The King is sllll on Ills golden throna, and con quers the darkness. The Queen, His church, by her reflected light and pow er, still moves the tides of the world. Rev. L. W. Madden, Tresbyterlan, Princeton, Ind. Doubt. With nil our progress In in genious Invention and mechanical np-' pllance, with all our marvelous con quest of time and space, still the ele ment of uncertainty is not yet over come. Rev. Henry Frank, Independ ent, New York City. Charity. If this generation would claim the great promise of the book of books, It would find a measure of happiness the world has never experl- enced. I fear It Is too selfish to be lieve, "It is better to give than to re ceive." Rev. Dr. Simmons, Baptist, Peoria, I1L Stagnation. It Is a sorry condition, then, that a man is In, that a Christian ! believer Is in, when he says that he has the same opinion of Christ that be had a year ago. It tells a sad story of the way the year has been passing with him. Rev. C. H. Parkhurst, Fresbyte rlan, New York City. The Baptist Symbol. We are Bap tists because baptism symbolizes the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. Man In rising from the burial of bap tism rises with no power of his own. We are free from death because Christ conquered death. Rev. L. J. Brown, Baptist, Brooklyn, N. Y. To Save Humanity. With hands full of helpful charity, with a word In sea son to him that Is weary, with a heart at leisure from Itself to soothe and sympathize, we are sent to bring our selves Into contact with humanity at the point of-need. Rev. T. J. VlUers, Baptist, Indlanap lis, Ind. . The Young Man. Tills Is pre-eminently the country of the young man -because be 1. to be here for a long time It Is to him of supreme conse quence that the republic should pros per; It Is for him to say what he de sires his native land to be, aud In what condition he will have it when be loaves It to those who will come after him. Rev. A. McKenzle, Cougregatlonalist, Cambridge, Mass. The Harvest. What we sow, w reap. Character reproduces Itself In life. Grapes do not bring forth thorns, tares do not produce wheat. If yon w4nt cnaraeier you mum pay me price 1 tor Sowing love, you shall reap loT- Sowing honor and truth, honor truth you will reap. Thereore, tn punishment Is not Imposed by God from without, but Is Imposed by the soul from within. Rev. N. D. Hillis, Congregatlonalist, Brooklyn, N. Y. Putting It la Mild Language. She Don't you think you were rath er sever in saying that Matilda was the most inveterate talker you ever met? He Oh, I didn't put it in that bald way. I only said that it was impossi ble for her to keep her mouth shut ex cept In a dentist's office. Boston Tran script A second-hand automobile Is some times better than a new one. Every thing breakable about It may be bruit-' en. SERMONS GEO. P. GROWELL, i Successor to K. L. Smith, slablished House In the valley.) DEALER IN Dry Goods, Groceries, Boots and Shoes, Hardware, p-i j r- j . " lOUP StnCl lC6C, Ctfr This old-established house will con tinue to pay cash (or all its goods; it pays no rent; it employs a clerk, but does not have to divide with a partner. All dividends are made with customers in the way of reasonable prices. Lumber Wood, Posts, Etc. Davenport Bros. Lumber Co. Have opened ah office in Hood River. Call and get prices and leave orders, which will be promptly filled. THE GLACIER Published Every Thursday $1.60 A YEAR. Advertising, 50 cents per inch, singls column, per month; one-half inch or less, 25 cents. Reading notices, 5 cents a line each insertion. THE GLACIER prints all the local news fit to print. When you see it in THE GLACIER you may know that others see it. REGULATOR LINE PORTLAND AND THE DALLES ROUTE All Way Ludhip. STEAMERS "BAILEY OATZERT" "DALLES CITY" "KEGULATOK" "METLAKO" Connecting at Lyle, Wuh., with Columbia River & Northern Railway Co. TOR Wahklacus. Paly, Centervllle, Goldendale and all Klickitat Valley poiute. Steamers leave Portland dallv foTCAnt Ann. day) 7 a. ra., connecting with C. R. ii N. tra ni at Lyle 6: lh p. m. for Uoldendale, arrival The Dalles 6:8U p. in. Htt amer leaves The Dallei dallv feicent Sun. day)7:3u a.m. B Jt, M (..In. nlA.l. ..IK - m. connect! with this steamer for Portland, ar riving Portland 6 p. m. The steamer. Dallee City and Bailey Gatcert lRve Portland 7 a. m. TuesdaysThuradaya and Hatnrdays; leaves The Dalle. 7 a. m. Mondavi. Wednesdays and Fridays. Round trip tickets between these points 50 cents. Good on ateam- ere"Hailey GaUert" and '-Dallei Cltv" only, affording an excellent opportunity to view the magnificent scenery of the Columbia river. Excellent meals served on all steameri. Fin accommodations for teams and wagona. For detailed Information of rates, berth res ervations, connections, etc., write or call on nearest agent. H. C. Campbell, Uen. othce, Portland, Or. Manager. Beele & Morse Agents, Hood River, Or. Oregon Shot Line and union Pacific DlPllT TIME SCHEDULES Pertlsnd, Or. Aisiva Chicago Portland Fpeclal t:20a. m. via Huntington. Bait take, Denver, Ft. Worth, Omaha, Kansas City, St. Louis, Chlcagoaod last. 4:90 p.m. At'antlo Express :1b p.m. via Huntington. t. Paul Faat Hall. 10:80 a. ta. St. Paul Fast Mall :00 p. m. via Spokane Atlantlo Express. T:tta.Bt 70 HOURS PORTLAND TO CHICAGO No Change of Cars. Lowest Rates. Quickest Tims. OCEAN AND RIVER SCHEDULE FROM PORTLAND. All sailing dates ubjtot ta change For Ban Franclioo :00a.a, feall every t days Pally Ex. Sunday I.Ui a.m. Saturday tti.UI p. m. Caiuoela Rlar lleaama. Te Astoria and Way La.nd.ln a. as. Ix.Suoda 46a m Hon., Wed. and Fit. WllhmelM alvsr. Tuaa , Tha, Balem, ladepen. ana way landing. '(Warn. To., 1 bur. and Sal. Taaslim User. koa, Wed. Oregon City, Dayton I was. Frt, aaa 1 aaa way ""iiiigi It. fttparla taaas liter. Lv LevWtoa : a. m. tally except. Rlparla ta Lewtstoa Dailv ex wa. sa. Saturday Friday, A. L. CRAIO, CeBeral Faaaenger Agent. rorUaad, Of i. I. BOAS, i (.as. Me Kite viiJlSo illo a a