The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, December 31, 1903, Image 8

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Newspaper Page TextI lllb UUIlllQUallUIOIj STORY OR " THE If 1 One Life's Secret! Ell CHAPTER XXI. It waa evening; and, la the chamber at the young girl so lately reclaimed from the rery portals of death, the deepest "till neaa reigned. Softly burned the shaded lamps, casting a subdued glow about the apartment, yet so disposed as to leave In shadow the curtained couch and Its slum bering occupant. For Rose was sleeping calmly, so calmly, so quietly, that you might almost have thought ber dead. The breath that floated from those pale lips wa scarcely perceptible, though regular, o much had illness reduced her strength. She slept, nor dreamed of danger. For the first time to-day the invalid wn left alone. But suddenly the door near the head of the couch was opened noiselessly, and with slow and stealthy caution, from without. A tall, light robed, ghost-like form glided In without a sound ghost-like, except for the large, brilliant dark eyea that .gleamed more wildly than ever to-night, and the criin on spot of excitement burning on either cheek, while all the rest of that face was ashy white. It was Helen Montauban! What more fitting time was there for her work of evil to be accomplished? None could witness her now; none were near this place. And the tiny flask gleamed in the softened light, as she drew it from ber bosom. One hand, holding the vial, was stretch ed forth to the silver cup set upon the stand by the bedside. Courage, and the work is done. .Yet that guilty hand shook with fear, as, drop by drop, the poison was poured into the cup. And Helen Montauban glanced fearfully towards the door by which she had entered; for It al most seemed,, to her miserable, horror struck fancy, that some one must be watching her. A shadow had startled her. With a ghastly smile at her own nervousness, she silently mingled the poison with the night drink of Rose; then, as noiselessly as she had entered, returned to her own room across the gallery. It was donel What had she to fear now? Who would ever dream, when the hour of death came, that such agency as this had been em ployed? Closing the door, she paced ber chamber restlessly, with both hands clasped tightly against her heart, whose violent throbbings seemed to fill with clamorous sound this awful midnight si lence. Listening in almost intolerable suspense, and pacing her apartment, she waited for some signal from the opposite chamber. A whole hour passed. Then there was sound a light step in the gallery. It was ttie Countess de Clalrville, return ing to the bedside of Rose. Helen Mon tauban could endure this suspense no longer. She must see, with her own eyea, the conclusion of this tragedy. Emerg ing from her apartment, therefore, she Joined the countess, as she entered the opposite door. "Ah, my dear, Is that you? Then you have been asleep also?" said the countess, smiling. "But It la rather chilly to-night do you not think so?" "Yes it Is cold," uttered Helen Mon tauban, hoarsely "it is cold!" and she shivered. She drew near the fire and crouched ahudderingly over the broad blaze. The Countess de Clairville went to the couch of Rose and bent over it for an Instant. "The dear child is asleep, I think," she aid, presently, returning to the hearth. "How refreshing how delightful It is for one to see her once more enjoying so gen tle a slumber! Poor little Rose! she must be well nigh worn out with this fatlgu , tag Illness. I wonder," the lady contin ued, seating herself by the hearth, oppo site Mademoiselle Montauban "I won der how her father is down at the vil lage? They thought he was dying this morning when the marquis went down. What a sad thing It would have been if the father and daughter had both died!" She spoke in subdued whispers. Mademoiselle Montauban bent lower over the blaze, warming her hands. "And peculiar, too," she returned, in a low tone. "But we cannot be too care ful of her, even now; for M. Mery says that, in her present feeble state, the least excitement or alarm might be fatal to her. I dread that. I think, suppose any thing should happen, after all our re joicing? We must be so cautious! The least thing, you know the least thing might kill her!" She shook as she uttered these words; her eyea were wild and strange. Those delicate, alender hands touched the flames, as she held them out, but she never knew it. A species of insanity was upon her. The protracted contemplation of this terrible deed, strong as were her , nerves, had begun almost to tell upon ber reason. "I wonder If Hugh Lamonte is still liv ing?" continued the countess. "It Is a pity that he could not be brought bere; but Jean Morel said they had declared it impossible to move him with safety. Besides, it would be dangerous to Rose, perhaps, if he were in her vicinity, for she would be more likely to gain some knowledge of his situation. Yet what a sorrowful thing it Is that they cannot bid each other adieu!" At that moment the door near the head of the couch was opened. Both the coun tess and Helen turned to t who en tered. It was the physiciau, M. Mery. He paused by the bedside an instant, bent over Rose and listened. Her respiration waa calm and regular, though almost im perceptible. After regarding her a mo ment, he advanced silently towards the hearth. A chill struck through the guilty Helen. She had not expected him so soon, and the deed was yet unaccomplish ed! "Ah, M. Mery, is that you?" said the countess; and she bent eagerly forward. "How is " The physician placed a warning finger npon his lip. "Not too' loud, my dear mad nine," he whispered. "It Is all over!" "Ah, how sad!" The tears came Into her eyea. M. Mery sat down, leaning bis head npon lira hand.' He waa very grave to night. Softly spoke a scarcely audible voice from the couch. The countess rose and went thither. "You are awake, my dear?" she tsid. gently. "Ah, you have slept so nicely! And now, you are thirsty. Wait a mo ment, dear Rose." She turned and took up the silver cup on the stand. A mingling of joy and hor ror the most Intense, seised the mur deress by the hearth, "One moment my dear madame," said M. Mery, hastily, rising and going to wards her. "1 me give it to her." He took the cup from the hand of the rounteKS, glancing hack as he did so. at Mademoiselle Uontaalian. Her brilliant eyes, fixed npoa him with an awful fas cinution. were instantly averted. He stirred the ce&teata the cup slowly. 1 TRUE ml "It appears to me," he said, with fear ful deliberation, "that there Is something here which will do our little invalid no good. I will remove it, If yon please, madame, and bring something different." And following the stealthy figure of Mademoiselle Montauban, as it glided from the apartment, he closed the door behind him. They were alone together In the gallery, lighted only by a single lamp, which but faintly revealed that ghostly form, mov ing swiftly towards the opposite cham ber. But, quicker than lightning, bis grasp was upon her arm. Her weird, white face gleamed awfully upon him through the dim twilight. But she spoke no word. "Come with me." It was all he said. There was no pow er of resistance In the form beside him. Rapidly those two descended the stair case. He entered the library, with her arm locked ki his; then he closed and locked the door. He stood before her. She was very still very white.. Only those terrible eyes burned like live coals amid lifeless ashes. He held the cup in his hand; he made her look at it "Yon know what this Is?" he said. There was no answer. "You do know. Yon placed It there. I waa a witness of the deed. Unhappy HELEN MONTAUBAS PREPABINS THE FATAL POTION. woman! What evil has that sweet child done to you? Would you nyirder your own sister Marguerite Montauban?" One moment the guilty woman gazed at him wildly. A gasp, a struggle, faint cry, and she sank in awful con vulsions at his feet. That was a fearful night which fol lowed, but it was only the commence ment of a season fraught with agony. The marquis returned to the chateau from the deathbed of his brother, to find Helen struggling between life and death. For weeks she lay unconscious of every thing about her; only coming out of the dull stupor that wrapt her, to fall, ever and anon, Into those terrible convulsions, in which It seemed that nature must sink, worn out with the contest. The agitation produced by this circumstance, strange and sudden as it was, and the death of his brother, would have been beyond his power to bear had it not been for the inexpressible happiness which it was permitted him to enjoy in the dis covery of his long-lost child. How would he have shuddered bad he known the fearful fate which that sweet child had so narrowly escaped! But the scenes enacted within the walls of the chateau that night were mercifully concealed from him. Fortunately for Helen Montauban, in the Illness which succeeded the overwhelming denouement of the dark tragedy wherein she had tak en so terrible a part, there was no de lirium, or her wretched secret would in evitably have been betrayed; and M. Mery, who tended her constantly, had de stroyed all evidence of her guilt, of which, on that night he had so providentially been made aware by returning, unan nounced, and entering the apartment of the invalid just before the stealthy ap proach of the murderess. Her Illness he allowed all to attribute to the agitation, anxiety and excitement attendant on the late danger of Rose, trusting that, If she recovered, she would bitterly repent in secret, her sinful attempt on her sister's life, and unwilling to add to the shame and agony which she would feel by be traying her guilt. He could guess at the cause of her enmity towards Rose; for M. Mery was a shrewd man; and he re solved to expedite the union of the lovers as much as was possible, that In case the hatred of Helen should be still un satisfied, the young girl might be safe from her reach, nnder the protection of her husband. Meanwhile the burial of Henri took place. It was quiet, unostentatious. He waa laid in the family vault, to rest at last after a weary life of sorrow, of desperation and of crime. Only the mar quis and the immediate members of his family were made acquainted with the history of the nnhappy man. In the rec ords which he left behind. Louis return ed from Paris in time for thia burial. Returned, in anticipation of his ap proaching marriage day, to find his In tended bride but just recovering from a dangerous Illness, and Helen Montauban, as many believed, at the gates of death; to learn the story of the strangely chequered life of bis deceased relative, and recognize, in his beloved Rose, cousin, and the child so long mourned aa lost by his uncle. What an astounding revelation was this. In the evening preceding the bridal day the marquis called Rose to him In the library, and after some remarks, care less and insignificant enough in them selves, but accompanied by a manner that betrayed the emotion agitating him, he said, suddenly: "Rose, my child, yoa have loved your father?" "O, yes, monsieur!" she replied, earn estly, and with tears atanding in her eyes. "And you have also loved me. Rose?" His voice trembled, despite his efforts to control himself. "Ah, my friend, my benefactor, what have you been to me but second fath er?" He seated himself beside her. "It is sweet my child, to hear yon say this ah, yoa do not know bow sweet to me! Rose, did I not tell you once that I lost fourteen or fifteen years ago, a child a lovely, gentle infant whose pic ture yoa hsve seen in the saloon a child who was stolen from me?" "Yes, monsieur." "And I have told yoa that yoa were what that child would be now if she were living. It is why yoa have ever been so dear to me. Ah, many a time. Rose, 1 have clasped yoa In my arms with an emotion of tenderness which, even had yon felt yon could not have comprehend ed! For my child my Marguerite my pearl resembled her mother her sweet mother, my wife, and yoa were the im age of both mother and child. And now listen, Rose. It is within these two last months, Rose, that I have discovered what became of my little Marguerite. She was stolen from me by my own brother, Henri. You start, Rose, and turn pale. It was ao; it was his revenge. He would have taken Helen, the child of her whom he had loved ao madly; but he knew that I loved my youngest darling the best that I idolized the daughter of my lost Marguerite; and he took ' the youngest. He reared her as his own. He brought her Into this neighborhood, after an absence of two years, during which time ahe had grown and altered beyond recognition, though, when I met her, I aaw a likeness to my wife. Yet I never suspected. He dwelt, a solitary man, with this little orphan child, whose moth erhis wife they said waa dead. He lived not more than half a league from this very dwelling. There my child, un recognized, expanded into a lovely wom anhood. She was " He was Interrupted In his hurried and agitated recital by a faint cry from Rose. She sprang up with clasped hands and quivering lips. "O, tell me tell me who It was!" ahe cried. "Speak It was" "My child my daughter!" ottered the marquis, extending his arms to embrace her; "behold her for they called her Rose Lamonte!" "Ah, my father!" And with the soft utterance of that dear name, ahe fainted upon his breast. e Aa a matter of course, Rose no, Mar gueriteand Loula were united. And though Marguerite mourned still, with a child's affection, the loss of him whom she had hitherto regarded aa a parent, yet ber heart turned, with natural love, to her true father; and the regard which she had ever felt for him, while her re lationship to him waa yet unknown, ex panded and deepened now into that holi est and tenderest of sentiments a daugh ter's affection. Helen Montauban, as soon aa her health became re-established, entered a convent, to enter upon her novitiate; and when it was expired, assumed the veil, that shut her from a world grown hateful to her. The frustration of her evil design upon ber sister was too much for her to bear; and though, thanks to the mercy of M. Mery, her guilt remained a secret from all save himself, yet she could not endure to meet dally with thoae whose happiness continually reminded her of the fate alike of ber love and her revenge. Nona knew why she entered the' convent, save M. Mery. Persuasion had availed nothing, and a nun she became. Francis Egerton returned to Paris, where, in a year or two, be married hap pily. Jacques Leroux, shortly after the death of his former leader, returned to the neighborhood of the Chateau Montau ban, and entered In the service of Louia d'Artols, whom he served faithfully and who rewarded him well for his many ser vices. (The end.) INNOCENT LITTLE BOY. He Paid His Lawyer with the PI no der Ha Stole. A colony of young lawyers whose quarters are In the Ashland Block have been smoking expensive cigars of late with all the abandon of millionaires. The s'tory of how they came Into pos session of the colony is just going the rounds of the lcgnl fraternity. Attorney L. J. McElroy recently re ceived a call from a middle-aged wom an In great distress of mind. Her son. Tommy, had been arrested for stealing a package containing 500 cigars from the delivery wagon of a supply house and was confined In a cell In a police station, with bright prospects for a term In the bldewell. The only hope of the mother rested In the probability that a lawyer might find some loophole of escape, and she produced enough money to Interest the lawyer In the case. Attorney McElroy called upon the prisoner In his cell. He found him to be a hard-looking street urchin about 14 years old, with sharp features, and keen, shrewd eyes. "Did you steal those cigars, Tom my?" Inquired the lawyer. "Cert, V stole de cigars," replied Tommy, with a swagger. "Tommy, I don't believe you stole those cigars; I didn't see you -steal them," said the attorney, looking bard at the youthful criminal. The shrewd eyes, contracted, and an expression of comprehension came Into the sharp feature. "Naw, I didn't steal them cigars," he replied promptly. "Tommy, how old are you?" Inquired the attorney. "Fourteen," replied Tommy, with evi dent pride. "I don't believe you are 14, Tommy. You don't look that old," continued the lawyer. "No'p; I'm only 10 years old," re sponded Tommy. "Tommy, do you ever cry?" "Cry? Naw," said Tommy In evident disgust "I think you had better cry a little when you come before the Judge to morrow. Tommy." said the lawyer. "AH right" responded Tommy cheer fully. The next day when Tommy's case was called bis lawyer asked for a Jury trial The Jury was selected and the evidence was somewhat damaging. Then Tommy was put on the stand. "Did you steal those cigars, Tommy?" asked the lawyer. "No, 1 didn't" replied Tommy In a voice loaded with tears. "How old are you. Tommy?" "I I I'm 10 to to-day. It's me birthday," sobbed Tommy, and the rest of hia answers were given between bursts of affecting sobs. The jury did not waste much time. Tbey found Tommy "not guilty." The next morning Attorney McElroy was sitting In his office when he heard the patter of feet In the ball outside and a rap nt the door. When be opened It there was no one In sight but a pack age was placed against the door. Open ing It the lawyer found 450 cigars. A uote was slipped nnder the string. It read as follows: "Mr. Lawyer: I brings you de see gars 'cause youse got me off 'fore the Judge. I would bring de odder fifty. but de gang smoked 'em on me. "TOM." New York Commercial Advertiser. The lUviera. It Is calculated that the sum of 12. 000,000 Is spent annually by the 270,CM)I visitors who frequent the Riviera tlur-j lng the winter season of 150 days. LET US ALL LAUGH. JOKES FROM THE PENS OF VA RIOUS HUMORISTS. Pleasant Incidents Occurring- the World Over Sayings that Are Cheer ful to Old or Young-Funny Elec tions that Yoa Will EtUor. "Although I have granted you this Interview," said the pompous new of ficeholder, "I don't want people to think I'm in the habit of talking for publication." "They won't," replied the reporter, "when they aee these remarks In print" Philadelphia Press. Very Likely. "I notice the bellboys at the hotel rre invariably called -Buttons.' Won der why that is?" "Probably because they're off when you need 'em most." Philadelphia Ledger. Onr Confnsinsc Geography. Citizen I don't know your broiiier. What part of the town doea he live In north, south, northeast or southeast? Bibulous Jack N'or'east by a point ast sir! Minneapolis Journal. Hopes and Strings "He seems to think he's a winner with the girls." "Yes, be thinks Le knows the ropes." "I guess that's why It's so easy for them to get him on a string." Phila delphia Ledger. Bargains. Wife (home from a shopping tour) Well, I'm tired out, and I had such an annoying experience to-day I feel posi tively cheap. Husband Well, you- certainly look as If you should be cheap. Wife How do you mean? nusband Shopworn. Philadelphia Public Ledger. Why They Parted, ne Their engagement Is broken off. She For what reason? "Why, he told ber one night that when he was at his work her face was ever before hjm. "Well?" "Why, he's a cartoonist!" Yonkrt Statesman. Busy Not Looking to Sea Anything. "Well, what did you see In New York?" i "Not much. Spent most of my time trying to let on I'd been there before." Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. Not Favorably Impressed. "Yes," said the tall tramp, "after I had eaten dinner de lady come out an' spoke on de evils of Idleness." "Did you enjoy It?" asked the short tramp. "No, I never did like after-dinner speakers." Narrow Escape. "What have you been doing In that woodshed?" demanded the stern par ent "S-smoklng, sir," replied the boy. "Smoking cigarettes, eh?" "No, smoking glass. I'm Interested In sun spots, pop." Useful Daughter How do you like this dress for my debut papa? Papa Ahem! Well, I guess It'll do tor your coming-out dress all rlghtl At Hnbhv'a KipanM, "Just look at Mrs. Destyle," said the old bachelor at the reception. 'She's got up regardless tof expense.". "Hub!" growled his ex-bachelor friend. "I never saw a married wom an that wasn't" Candid Admission. "Yes," said the elder Snlfklns, "the happiest hours of my life were those I passed in school." "Well, father." rejoined Snlfklns, Jr., "I cannot tell a He. My happiest hours begin when school Is dismissed." Mho Waa Unworthy. She (after being proposed to) But do you really mean to say you've never kissed a girl? Augustus Yes, really and truly. She (sadly) Then farewell forever. I am not worthy of you. St Louts Post-Dispatch. - For Good. Maud I understand you are about to lose the young pastor that has been preaching for you the last year' or two. Mabel Tes; he's going to be mar ried next week. Chicago Tribune. Living on tha Procaeds "He's simply living on his automo bile this winter." "Why, I thought he couldn't afford to run the thing." "That's Just it He sold It" Phil delphla Public Ledger. At DlMdvaotag. Time and tide wait for no man," quoted the first dear girl. "Yea," sighed dear girl the second, "and that's when they get the bulge on us." S3? V'kvis High Church, Mrs. Rocker I think we' tend that new church fashionable. Mr. Rocker Think so Afro Ttii lrnrLVaa tha naura font fnt as much as grand-opera boxes. . Saving Money. "Yon told him to diet himself aald the young doctor. "Well, yes," replied the old one. "I told bim to eat only the plainest food and as little as possible." "Do you think that will help him?" "It will help him to pay my bill." Philadelphia Press. Advertising the MUL "There," said Miss Swellman, who was showing her guest around New port, "is the old mill upon which Long- "The idea!" exclaimed Miss Porfe. ham; "I didn't know he wrote adver tising poetry at all." Catholic Stand ard and Times. ' Her Modest Wish. "Sometimes," said the poet, "I al most get to thinking I would rather have been born rich than a genius." "Oh, dear," his wife replied, "I don't I go to sucn extravagant extremes, it .'nil ' ,? inlv hnan V.yin with a Innirtiio " TO.-. to go out and get a job somewhere I'd be satisfied." By the Rd Oak Glow. They were sitting by the old fire place. "Our kisses are like velvet," he whis pered; "so soft." "Velvet?" she said sweetly. "I think they are all felt." Chicago News. Perhaps Ho Was. "Who was that young man hugging you last night?" asked the girl In thlaD(i tue coIor Hre tne result of the new fall hat. "Oh, he Is a book agent," responded her chum. "Looked to me more like a press agent" Waa Bha KeallyT Clara Was Maud then so angry? Kittle Well, she told me that sh was up ln arms the moment he at tempt to hug her. Butte Inter Moun tain. Quit Another Hatter. Wife How foolish men are to gam ble on the stock exchange and ln buck et shops. . Husband But they don't gamble on the stock exchange, my dear. Wife Then what do they do? Husband Why, they operate. Proof Conclusive. "Why do you charge him with dis turbing the peace?" asked the justice. "He had a phonograph with a mega phone attachment," waa the reply. Chicago Post. Putting Him on His Mettle. "4 is.. -ajJ J r i .PI! Explained. "Why did he marry -her?" "Because she could beat him at golf and he wanted to fix It so that he could keep her off the links." Chicago Post . Resemblance. La Montt Made a terrible blunder to-day. Saw a man ln a rubber suit and cap and asked him If he waa a sewer cleaner. La Moyno Who was he? La Montt Millionaire chauffeur. Easily Explained. The teacher called the bright boy up to her desk. "Now, Homer," she said, "can you tell the class why Paul Re vere was so successful ln his ride?" "Because he didn't start ln an auto mobile," responded the bright boy. On Proof. "Eskimos are not too much addicted to cleanliness," remarked the man who reads so much. "I don't know about that," said the friend. "I am sure they all sleep ln snowy beds." Classing Him. Bliarpe There goes Heeler. He was a big gun In the election. Whealton Yes, I understand he was a repeater. Left Over from Last Year. Larry Bedad, Rafferty won thot turkey ln the raffle down at Mahoole's Thot's phwat Oi call luck. Denny Yls, tough luck. Just Way They Have. Edyth George is neither handsome nor wealthy, but I accepted him be cause I consider him a real hero. Mayme And the fact that he pro posed to you proves that he is, dear. Strength Ntcessary. New Boarder That butter looks rather fragile. dish Landlady Oh, It's ever so much stronger tban it looks. New Boarder Undoubtedly. Other wise It couldn't hold the butter. Robber Bees Despoil Hive. To the person who knows nothing about bees they represent the supreme type of Industry, saya the London Chronicle. But even the bee communi ties are disturbed by those ow their own kind who break through and steal. Robber bees are always a source of anxiety to beekeepers. Having gathered no honey, or, at any rate, an Insufficient supply for themselves, they will descend upon a hive, kill lta Industrious occupants and carry off the golden treasure in an as tbnlshlngly short space of time. We know of a recent Instance ln which the attack was developed and the home beea killed ln a couple of hours. Some times hive will attack neighboring hive. In such cases the old straw "skip" was better than the modern arrangement for a knife thrust through the top would break the comb and set the honey free, at which the thieves would instantly return to seal up their own store. It Is not primarily In their industry that beea are human. Tha averajre woman loves to look pensive, and speak In a mysterious way of what has come into her lire. luir r ( tin- SIWW -j In Cuba, sixteen tons of c&ne yield nna ftn r t airmim In Pami eti ill faa 'only 124. I The esecuilve office of the United State calls for on'y $112,000 a year, wlllle England gives the royal family il.000,000. A Milo (Me.) taxidermist has secured black woodchuck and w.onders If an- other of that kind has ever before been found In Maine. The Trans-Siberian Railway gives the cheapest rates In the world. It Is possible to buy an emigrant's ticket, covering six thousand miles, nearly three weeks' Journey, for about 3. A remarkably fine diamond has been found in a meteorite which recently fell in Diablo Canyon near Crater Mountain, Arizona. The meteorite it self was much broken by contact with the rocky ground upon which it fell, i and the diamond was found firmly em' I bedded In one of the fragments. It Is now ln the Atuerlcan Mu8eum 0f Nat- . upr1 History. . .. , , vu iuB xtiaugiBuiua, riuuauia, u ujo Caspian Sea, there are five small lakes, One of them is covered with salt cryS' tals strong enough to allow a man and beast to cross the lake on foot; another is as round as any circle and a lovely rose color. Its banks of salt crystal form a setting, white as the driven snow, to the water, which not only shows all the colors from violet to rosy red, but from which rises a per fume as of violets. Both the perfume presence of seaweeds, the violet and the pink. It Is not generally known, that ln many parts of the world clay is eaten on bread as a substitute for butter. This is termed "stone butter," and is used ln many parts of Germany. In northern parts of Sweden earth is often baked in bread, and is sold ln the public markets on .the Italian pe ninsula as well as on the Island of Sardinia, Persia, Nubia and other trop ical countries. Health says this prac tice probably bad Its origin in the knowledge thai; all earths have some kind of flavor, and take the place of salt, a necessary Ingredient ln all kinds of food. A Frenchman of science has Just communicated an interesting case of the apparent anomaly of Ice formation by the sun's heat. It appears that the peasants of Ponglbaud, in the moun tains of Auvergne, are acquainted with a singular summer formatiou of ice, presumably due to evaporation of un derground moisture and consequent fall in temperature. Of this phenom enou they have for many years taken advantage to cool and harden their cheeses, which are deposited in certain caverns where this Ice is found to be present, and thus keep good during the hottest summer months, WEIRD TALE OF ABYSSINIA. Extraordinary Discoveries of Crime by Hypnotised Boys. ' A Swiss engineer, M. Ilg, ln the em ploy of King Menelek, the ruler of Abyssinia, tells some strange things about that country and one of his most weird stories relates to the lobasha, or crime discoverer. These are boys not more than 12 years' of age, who are put Into a hypnotic trance, and ln this state discover the unknown perpe trators of crimes. Of many of these almost incredible cases of the hunting down of criminals he had personal knowledge. In a case of Incendiarism in Adis Abeda the lobasha was called to the spot and given a cupful of milk Into which a green powder had been put ana tnen was made to smoke a pipe of tobacco mixed with a black powder. The boy was then hypnotiz ed. After a few minutes he jumped up and began running to Harrar. For fully sixteen hours he ran, and so swift was his pace that professional run ners were not able to keep up with him. Near Harrar the lobasha left the road, ran Into a field and touched a Galla working there with bis hand. The man confessed. Another case which Emperor Men elek and M. Ilg Investigated was that of a murder and robbery near Adis Abeba. The lobasha was taken to the site of the murder and put into his peculiar psychic state. For a while he ran around the place, then back to Adis Abeba to a church, which he kissed, then to another church, which be also kissed. Coming to some water water breaks the spell the boy woke from bis trance. He was again hypnotized and off he went, round some huts, and at the door of one of them lay down and fell asleep. The owner of the hut, who was not In, was on his return arrested. He stoutly denied bis guilt, but some of the goods belonging to his victim were found ln the but and he ulti mately confessed. The murderer was brought before Menelek, who asked him to detail his doings after the commission of the crime. These were found to corre spond with the movements of the labasba. He said that overcome with remorse, he ran to two churches and kissed them. Menelek wanted to have another proof of the lobaslia's gifts. He him self took some Jewelry belonging to the Empress. A lobasha was sent for He first ran about in the Empress' rooms, then into Menelek's own rooms went through other rooms and final ly fell down on Menelek's bed. M. Ilg can give no explanation of this wonderful gift which seems to be confined to a certain tribe, or per haps racial confederation, the mem bers of which are distributed over the whole of Abyssinia. It is also worth remembering that a very similar method of discovering crimes was ascribed to the old gyp tlons 4,000 years ago. A man who is thrown upon bis own resources is apt to make an occasional raid upon the resources of others. Woman is the extinct ancestress of the lady. The una who goes to the bad never thinks of providing himself with a re turn ticket. GEO. P. CROWELL, (Succewor to E. L. Smith, Oldest Eiublliusd House in lh f alley.) 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