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ft BY THE AUTHOR Of "Mitt JUDGE. SPINSTER." "LITTLE MATE HIRBY." ETC.. ETC. CHAPTER IX. atmosphere hud Impressed, a It had done The man who in his teal had adven- j Reuben at an enrlier hour, tured into Totter'a Court did not betray No one had been throwing another out by any change of feature hi eense of the of the window, whined forth Mrs. Ent- dniiger which seemed hanging over him. bell, no one had been melting lead or It was not an enviable position, but hi anything. They had had little wrangle coolness did not desert him. Had It not as it got late, and just as their eoumn been for the clanging of bolts below and was going home, and the flower pot for the careful locking up of the house somehow gave a way and fell into the he would have been disposed to regard court, which frightened the gal nt the the arrival of Tholnas Enslbell and his window, who began to scream. Tho po- couipnnion In a friendly spirit, despite the licenmn who had first spoken listened to scowls with which they favored hiru and this explanation with a stolid stare upon the anxious faces of the women. bis c tennnce; the second official, be- "Ilanged if I didn't think so!" exclaim- ing of an inquisitive turn of mind, opened ed Thomas Eastbell, alias Vizzobiui, fo all the drawers and cupboards, and ex tile crownedJiead patronage department; amined their contents; the third man in "so this is why you have been creeping spected Mr. Thomas Eastbell, as he Iny about the Saxe-Gotha, is it? Well, what recumbent, and inconvenienced him by have I done, that yon come into my crib giving him the benefit of the glare from In this way? What have you got to a bull's-eye lantern on his face, say?" he roared forth in a louder key. "Come, that sham won't do, young fel "That you keep too big a fire for the ler," said he; "is there any complaint to time of the year, and that It isn't good make?" for your healths," said Ueuben, In a quiet tone of voice. "I have come to see your sister." "Well, that's uncommon kind of you." "Tom," snid Sarah, at this juncture, "this Is Mr. Oil wick young Mr. Oil-. wick our second cousin. You have heard me speak of him. You must not attempt In any way to interfere with him." "What business has he with you? Why can't he mind his own business and let you alone?" cried Tom. "What's this second-cousin chap to us? What good is and it seemed the better policy to be Hi lie? What notice has he ever taken of lent for Second-cousin Sarah's sake. Sh us till now? Hang me! I don't believe he's a cousin at all, but a policeman try- lng to work up a case against people more honest than hisself." "I came to help your sister." "Oh, that's it! Eh?" The interrogative was addressed to the man looking over his shoulder, who had touched his arm and whispered in his ear, keeping his eyes fixed upon Reuben meanwhile. "My friend remarks," said Mr. Eat bell, with a grim smile, "that if yon have come to help the faniily, perhaps you will be kind enough to prove your words by doing the handsome to us people out of luck." "You mean give you money? Then, gentlemen, I am sorry that I can't help yon." "But you must," growled forth the man in the background, who had recent ly whispered to Tom Eastbell; "you've walked In without leave after the gal, and you'll pay your footing before you go." "I think not," sad Reuben Culwck. "Then you'll have to stop," cred the man. "The house s locked up for the nght, and we can't afford to part with you; can we, mate?" "Am I to understand that I'm ft pris oner?" Inquired Reuben, sternly. "There's men down stairs who say you're a spy on them," said Tom, In fur ther explanation, "and they're Irish, and soon riled." "I am not afraid of them." "Ask my sister; p'raps you'll take her word. Sally," he said, "will the Peter sons stand as much of this man as I have?" "They win not come up here," cried Sarah. "They're sitting on the stnlrs waiting," said Tom, "and they will know all about this fellow. They are as sure as I am that he is a detective. What now?" as cold air rushed in, and Mrs. Eastbell be gan to cough herself to pieces. "There's mischief meant," cried Sarah; "I shan't leave this window while Mr. Culwick remains, and I will scream my heart out if you touch him. This is a dreadful house, sir," she said to Reuben, "with dreadful men In it. Be on your guard." "Come back from that window," roared Tom. "I will do nothing of the kind," cried Sarah, standing there erect and defiant; "till Mr. Culwick Is allowed to quit this place I'll not move away." ' "Don't you see how you're making your sister-in-law cough, you brute?" said Thomas Eastbell. "If we were the Forty Thieves you couldn't make more fuss. Why " He was sidling step by step toward bis sister as he spoke, when Reuben Culwick crossed the room In one stride, and thrust him forcibly away before his panther-like spring could fasten on her. It was a bold move, assuming the offensive in this fash ion, but Reuben had grown angry at re straint, and It was the time to act or never. Reuben's thrust sent him stag gering with violence against his friend, who, taken off his guard, received Tom's bullet-head between his eyes, and fell backward into the passage, with Tom on the top of him. The clear doorway sug gested a temporary expedient, and Reu ben closed the door quickly, locked it with the key and set his foot ngainst the lower portion of the woodwork. "There'll be murder done now," said Mrs. Eastbell, wringing her hands; "oh, you fool to come to this place! Call out you'll give 'era money or they can have your watch say something. They're coming up the stairs." "Who are they?" asked Reuben, stern ly now. "Coiners!" He could hear the trampling rush of heavy feet up the stairs, and then the door creaked Rtid shook with the heavy pressure of shoulders from without. Sarah Eastliell was as good as her word. Her watchful dark eyes had observed the door vibrating, and a scream of extra ordinary shrillness and volume startled the echoes of Potter's Court. "Oh! don't, Sally it's only their fun, perhaps." cried Mrs. Eastbell; but Sally screamed ogain with fifty horse-power, and then swept from the window sill a whole collection of flower pots, which descended with a tremendous crash on to the paved footway Iwlow. The pressure against the door ceased, as though the people in the bouse had stopped to lls ,ten; the windows of other houses in Potter's Court began opening rapidly; there wore voices shouting out innumer able questions; there were three or four shrill whistles, and then the ominous crack of a rattle, followed by another in response, and at a little distance. "You are safe." said Sarah; "the police are coming." Presently the street door below was being unfastened in response to solemn knocks without, and then the ponderous, nmnist.-iknhle boots of the metropolitan force were heard clamping np the stairs. Reuben unlocked the room door, and Thomas Eastliell, white as a ghost, crawl ed in on his hands and knees, took har lequin's dive into bed, and drew the tat tered coverlet to his chin. The burly (inures of three policemen were In the room in an instant or two afterward. "Now, then, what' the row?" said the principal spokesman; "who's been trying to throw the other out of the window?" "Who's been melting lead?" Inquired another, whom the peculiar nature of the No one had any complaint to make. Reuben had crossed to Sarah. 'Here Is your chance still. Will you I leave this place?" i "Not yet," she answered; "not till Tom's safe." "Good-br, then." ' Reuben went out of the room, and the policemen followed him downstairs and into the court. He somewhat ungratefully left the tri umvirate who had arrived In good time to his rescue. But he could not explain, wished it and it was she who had saved him from danger. He had to think again of the way to save her, now that he had become more than ever resolved to get her away from Potter's Court CHAPTER X. Reuben Culwick did not In any way nttempt to account for his late hours to the Inmates of Hope Lodge. He was the master of his own actions, which no one, he felt, had the right to criticise. Hence, with this impression on his mind, the deep reveries of Lucy Jennings, and the studious stares of her brother appeared to be taking him in far too intently, be came a source of Irritation to him, "Is anything the matter, Lucy?" he asked at lust, one morning. Lucy Jennings sat down suddenly in the chair nearest to her lodger, and burst forth with her catalogue of wrongs, mak ing amends for all past reserve In one breath. "It has come to you. You're not the man you have been. You keep away from home too much you have been seen at low places of amusement you're going wrong you you you never tell us any thing!" cried Lucy, passionately. "Yes, I have been seen at low places of amusement," said Reuben, quietly, "and my hours of return to Hope Lodge are somewhat irregular at present And so I am going wrong, Lucy? "You are not doing what la right." "You jump too rapidly at conclusions, after the habit of enthusiasts. I'm not a sinner that is, no more of a miserable specimen than I was three weeks ago." "Why did you ask John about the girl In the striped dress, at the Saxe-Gothn "Ah, the rascal has turned king's evi dence, then!" cried our hero. "Why did you ask him not to tell me? why are you always at the gardens? why had you the effrontery," she cried, with eyes ablaze now, "to ask that wretched, miserable girl to call here for you?" "What!" shouted Ueuben, so forcibly that even Lucy was unprepared for his excitement, and jumped back in her chair some distance from him. "What do you mean?" he continued; "who has . been here? Speak out don't glare at me, you suspicious, heartless, disagreeable wom an. What girl called here for me?" Lucy was very pale, but she held her ground against his rage, though she had never been a witness to it before. He had been always a pleasant man till this day, but now he was full of passion and, perhaps, hate of her. She could under stand more clearly now why his quarrel with his father hud been a hitter one. "It was a girl in a striped cotton dress," said Lucy, with emphasis. "She was a pert, insolent, miserably clad wom an. She would not nnswer any of my questions, save that you h id told her to call, and she grew impertinent at last." You sent her away?" "Yes. She said that she would never come again." "Because of your hardness and harsh ness?" "She carried effrontery nnd desperation In her face." "It's a lie!" shouted Ueuben Culwick; "you don't know what yon are doing, what you have done, in your heartless nesB. There was a soul to be saved, and you have wrecked it." "No," said Lucy, growing paler Mill, "you don't mean " "I mean that that girl is my cousin, for whom you tried to obtain an honest place in life." he replied, "for whose sal vation I have been struggling after my useless fashion. 1 found her in 1ou don, and tried to save her from the evil that was surrounding her. She saved my life, perhaps, then, and rendered tne forever her debtor. When there was a chance for her, she was to come here. She came," he said, fiercely, "and you sent her away. How will you, with ell your narrow views of charity, and God's mercy, and God's vengeance, answer for it, if you have cut from her the last thread which led her to a better life?" Lucy Jennings was cowed by .his re proaches, by his vehemence. Suspicions, awfully suspicious, as she' was, she via still a religious woman, and the horror rf having cast back a stubborn, willful na ture on itself rose before her even in more terrible colors than he had painted it. "Why why didn't you tell me?" she gasped forth; "why didn't you trust me? I will find her," said Lucy, very meekly now. "I will bring her back." "It la impossible." "I will tell her that I was wrong in my judgment I, will ask her pardon. Yon must not charge the loss of this girl to me. Where did you see her last?" "In Potter's Court" "I know It in the Walworth road," said Lucy; "It Is part of my mission to go among the people there. What is the number of the house?" "Two." "Where the Petersons live the Irish people. I will go at once; don't judge me too harshly, till I have made amends for my mistake, " she pleaded. "It is too late," said Reuben, gloomily; "the house waa empty two daya since. There were comers In it and the suspi cion that I might betray them, or that the police were on the scent led them to leave the premises." "I will find them," said Lacy; "I am known. People trust me there, who know me better than yon do," ah added, al- flltll SlUnllly aym I Lucy Jennings walked out of tie room with her hands rigidly clasped together In a few minutes afterward hs had ass ed out of the house. It was late; and when John Jennings aud Reuben had taken counsel together and bad arrived at the conclusion that she would not return that night, Lucy, stiff-backed and grim, came up the front garden with a tall girl, who walked with difficulty, resting on her arm. - "Here's your Second-cousin Sarah,1 she said to Reuben, in her old jerky nan I ner, as the two women came into the i house. I Reuben Culwick rose to greet his sec ond-cousin and to introduce her to John 1 Jennings, who was filling in some Roman candle-cases for Mr. Splud a beneht which was to take place in a fortnight's time at the Saxe-Gotha. "I am glad that you have come," said Reuben, heartily. "John, this is my Sec ond-cousin Sarah. "How d'ye do, marm?" said Mr. Jen- nings, with a solemn bow. Sarah Eastbell was very like Sarah Eastbell' ghost, as she looked from one to another, and tried bard to raise smile, without success. "Can't you find the girl a seat Instead of staring at her," said Lucy, sharply, to her brother, who Immediately tendered her his own chair. "You have been ill," said Reuben to hia cousin, as she sat down wearily; "how's that?" "Not 111 exactly. A little weak, per haps," answered Sarah; "I shall be bet ter in a minute." "I am very glod that you have found her, Lucy," said Reuben to Miss Jen- nings, who was untying her bounet strings in rather a violent manner; "you will let me thank you for all the trouble that you have taken?" "I never cared for people' thanks," she answered. "She has been very good to me," Sarah Eastbell murmured; "I made a mistake when I thought her very hard but my life been pretty well all mistakes, think." "She wants rest," muttered Lucy Jen nings. "I don't want rest only a few hours, that is," said Sarah, correcting herself, and then I hope to set off to Worcester. I have been thinking of what you said to me at Potter's Court, and when Tom and his wife left me In the lurch they went away in the night while I was asleep, as if they had grown suddenly afraid of me I came to this place. I. wanted yon to take me down to Worcester, to stand by me. Besides, I want you to have the five pounds." "What five pounds?" asked Reuben that I gave your grandmother when "Oh, no not that," said Sarah, "'but to pay that one back, and part of which we were obliged to spend. There's fie pounds reward offered for me, you know, and you must claim that, for it's through you I'm giving myself up. I shall say you have caught me, and " "Here hold hard that will do no more of your highly colored fictions. Cousin Sarah; it's time you gave them up, at any rate," he cried; "and as for the blood money, upon my honor, you turn me to gooseflesh at the thought of It" "Why shouldn't you have the money as well as anybody else?" said Sarah reflectively. "Suppose we argue the case In the morning? "As we go to Worcester?" said Sarah "very well. This good woman who traced me to-day thinks it would be right to tell the truth, but, oh! I can't tell grandmother. You will break it to her, in your best way. And I may rest here to-night 1 turning to Lucy Jennings. "You will share my bed," said Lucy, (To be continued.) DEVELOPING THE BODY. Mistakes Made Through Uneven Care of the Physical yitem, In all efforts to strengthen tho gen eral system to produce a "strong con stitution," as the saying goes the fact must be borne in mind that the body is no stronger than Its weakest part. As an enemy would attack a broken gate In a fortified town, so will the germs of disease attack the feeblest outposts or the system. This mistake of uneven care of the body Is one often made by 'well-mean ing people with regard to the skin. Per haps there Is no one thing so often to blame for bronchitis, for instance, as an overcoddled, unventilated skin. The amount of work .the skin will do Is largely a matter of practice. In anl mals and savages the skin reacts Quick ly to changes of temperature, and one reason why countrymen are more ro bust than townsmen Is that the 'coun tryman's skin Is exercised from early youth, Is hardened gradually and nat urally, and needs no artificial methods. The town man, on the other hand, lives too much In the even temperature of rooms, and Is always more or less pro tected by built-up streets, and so his skin is never called upon to do Its share of work in regulating the heat of the body. For these reasons the skin from the earliest years should flot be too anx iously protected. It should be accus tomed to the shock of cold water, un less there happen to be reasons forbid ding this, aud the clothing should be porous and not too much in quantity. Most adults use far too much bedding, and most babies are kept entirely too warm, as physicians well know. It Is needless to add that the old-fashioned feather bed Is an abomination for eith er young or old. A most important part of the cold water treatment is the subsequent rub bing. The cold water produces a pow erful contraction of the skin vessels, and when afterward the skin is well rubbed and the body exercised, these vessels dilate; they breathe, and a feel Ins of warmth and well-being follows. All this keeps the skin up to Its normal duties, and It then reacts quickly to the changes to which It la exposed. One word more: small children are usually bathed In water much too hot A hath thermometer should be an In variable adjunct of the nursery, and the temperature should not be tested by the mother's or nurse's elbow, os Is often the case. The water should never be above 05 degrees, aDd after the first months should be reduced gradually to 00 degrees and lower. Youth's Companion. To Be Consistent. Deacon Snow Do I un'erstan', par son, dat yo' oplnlonate dat Adam wni a colored man? Parson Johnslng-Yo' diagnose man views c'reckly, sun. Deacon Snow Den I a' pose, yo low dat dat apple wut In real'ty a watah mlUIon. Philadelphia Press. There are altogether thirty miles of bridget on the Siberian Railway, the longest being at Krashnoyarsk being over half a mile In length. WASHINGTON. i f,J yrf ' ' I , . . - 'A tM-j X . x X 17 WW yf'V' mm The fame of Washington Is so im mense aud the popular conception of his character so exalted, that some skeptical and fault-finding critics are disposed to question theu'niversal estimate, and es pecially in the matter of his ability as a soldier and military commander. How ever much we may wish it otherwise, there is in human nature a mean spirit of envy and detraction which instinctive ly feels the honors bestowed upon a great man to be an indirect reflection and re buke to its own littleness and baseness. This spirit cropped out conspicuously in the case of Columbus, in the efforts to belittle his great exploit aud to blacken his character. I do not say thut criti cisms upon Washington's generalship all proceed from base motives, but they doubtless do mostly come from the spirit and innate tendency which I have indi cated. This unworthy spirit Is as old as history, as old as humanity. It showed itself in a memorable fashion when the old Athenians wrote their sentence of banishment against Aristidcs becouse they were tired of hearing him called "the Just" Great soldiers are to be judged not alone by success, by battles fought and victories won though this, of course, is the great popular test but by all the cir cumstances and difficulties In which they MABTHA W ASlil.NUTU.N. are placed. There are great commanders in history who have won fame by avoid ing battles, like the Roman Fabius, and even by great retreats like Xenophon with his ten thousand Greeks. If Wash ington is to be compared, to his disad vantage, with Napoleon, then the popu lar question is, would Napoleon, under the same circumstances, have done any better? It is enough for any command er that he fills the great measure of his requirement. This, of course, is not say ing that Washington would have filled the place of Napoleon in the vastly differ ent field and circumstances in which that great soldier won his fame. Nor should It be forgotten, all the while, that ulti mately Washington succeeded and found ed a nation, while Napoleon failed and lost an empire. Washington's Difficult Task. The difficulties which encountered Washington when he took up his great trust as commander-in-chief of the con tinental army were most complicated and immense. The theater of the strug gle was a vast one, geographically, stretching along the Atlantic coast from Massachusetts tb South Carolina, while the whole population waa only three mill ions not very much greater than that of the State of Michigan, and not go great into a million as that of Illinois. Out of this small, scattering and peace ful population au army was to be raised, organized and equipped capable of con tending with the chief military and mart tuna power of the glob. And it was GEORGE WASHINGTON IP TO DATE. That c berry tree episode with a Ledger. . mmmm mm not to be a struggle between government and government, between one nation and another. It was a rebellion, and there was really no central authority, no arms or warlike stores, no navy, no treasury or financial system or responsibility. It was ouly a brave anod patriotic people, small in numbers, without discipline or military experience, without arms and without money, rushing thus bare-handed into a conflict with the mother country, their own government; a powerful nation, which had recently been raised by the genius of the elder Pitt to the front rank among the great warlike nations of the world a nation wfhose military posts and possessions already dotted the globe, whose victorious navies covered every ocean and sea, whose morning drum beat, as Webster said, was heard round the world. It was against such a power as this that this handful of patriots had thrown down the gage of rebellion and defiance. Washington is known in history os a providential man; that Is, a man raised up by Providence to fill a great place and perforin a great mission. However this may be, he certainly had great parts and great and peculiar fitness for the most difficult and trying place which he filled in history. He had had expert enco In the previous Indian and French wars, anu naa proven nimsell a wise, competent and heroic officer. He had great personal advantages for command. He was of fine physique and imposing presence, a splendid hoi Jinan, carrying with him ever the port and air of au thority and native majesty an ideal commander. So when this noble Virginian appeared before that northern army and drew his sword as their commander under those Cambridge elms his fame had preceded him aud he was received with shouts of welcome and of confidence. Then all men knew it was to be a struggle to the death. Hardly a better instance does history afford of patience under provocation, of dogged determination under difficulties, of unconquerable will and courage, holding ou so long and coming out triumphant at last over such mighty opposition. These great qualities, as we have already, seen, belonged to the man more than to. the soldier. It was indeed the great man behind the soldier, the man with the great patriotic heart, with the wise head and the lofty, unshaken soul, that brought us through that long and tremen dous struggle nnd gave us our glorious place aud opportunity among the nations. No other man on this continent but he could have done it. Greene, among the geneials of the revolution, would have come nearest to it, but lie would have failed. But in looking over the w hole field and record, in the light of all the facts and history, it will be seen that Washington made no military mistakes, that he im proved all his opportunities, that his generalship will stand the test of criti cism. He struck whenever he had the chance, his plans were good, and when compelled, his retreats were masterly. WASHINGTON'S COACH. Critics. Soubrette The leading lady'g face Is a study. Comedian Yes; a rallrond study. Soubrette How so? Comedian There are so many dif ferent lines. few modern variations. Philadelphia BITING NAILS 13 A DISEASE. Habit Grows with Indulgence and It Soon Becomes Chronic. The head school teacher, who sat at the end of a row of six girls at a mat inee, sow one of them take off her gloves as goon as the lights went down aud the curtain went up. She watched. When the girl thought her teacher's attention was concentrated on the stage one of her hands went to her lips. "Miss Blank," said the chaperon, leaning over and speaking so that everybody seated around her could hear, "I must ask you to stop biting your nails and put your gloves on Im mediately." The other girls tittered, and the par ticular one who had offended did as she. was told, looking very much hu miliated. "Poor child," said a sympathetic woman sitting In the row behind. "I frequently And It necessary to administer a rebuke of this sort to girls with the nail-biting habit." said the chaperon to a friend who asked about It 'All teachers do. A lesson of that sort is worth ten admonitions In private. There Is no better way to break a pupil of a bad habit like biting the nails than to shame ber out of It. I warned Miss Blank before we start ed for the theater that I should re buke her If I caught her biting her nails, and she promised not to do It When I saw her stealthily drawing off her gloves I knew what was coming. We have to watch girls with the nail biting habit In church', In the theater, and everywhere they go In public. It Is almost Impossible to make them teep their gloves on.' A fashionable manicure uptown ad vertises to cure nail-biting. He says he has many patrons among girls and women. "It Is an exceptional thing to find a man who bites bis nails," he said to a reporter for the Sunday Press, "but I have known of some cases. Nail biting Is a disease, the same as itch ing scalp or anything else. To a cer tain extent It Is a habit, but the habit develops the disease, which is callled onychopagle. "When I was In Paris four years ago I first learned about the treatment for It, and at once Introduced It In my business here. Far from being a harm less habit, resulting only In unsightly bands, nail-biting la a prolific cause of nervous disorders In girls and women, it requires various forms of treat ment, according to the condition and urroundings of the victim. The best time to stop It Is in childhood. Parents and school teachers who find children biting their nails should not only se verely reprimand them, but punish them In a way that will be remember ed. In my opinion the teacher you tell about gave the young woman a whole some lesson." New York Press. FOOTBALL VERSUS PUGILISM Statistic. Show Gridiron Is More Dead It Than the Price Hingr. Which Is the more destructive to life and limb foot-ball or pugilism? Sta ti sties gathered by the New York World show 124 deaths from prizo fighting since Tom Falknor was knock ed out in England In 1758, the list end ing with five in this country during the pust year. In 1902 the prize ring had 7 victims; In 1901 the number was 8, and It was 10 in 1900. For some of these deaths men have gone to prison, but the great majority of the men win gave the death blow were not even urresled. The figures show conclusive ly that the "sport" of the prize ring Is brutal and deserves repression. It la happily not a popular sport In this country, thanks to unfriendly laws, and does not attract the unfavorable attention that is given to foot-ball. The latter sport seems, however, even more objectionable, If account be taken of the number and character of the vic tims. The World notes that the foot ball season Is barely six weeks In length, and the number of players Is fully 20 per cent greater than that of the due! lists. "These two facta," the World says, "in consideration of re sults, Indicate that the percentage Is airalnst the foot-ball player." He la In more danger than the pugilist Facts collected by Professor B. B. Dexter of the University of Illinois from sixty American colleges show that In the last ten years out of 210,- 834 students 22,766 played foot-ball, and of this number 654 were seriously Injured and 114 were killed. In 1902 the seriously Injured numbered 143, and 12 were killed. In some years one player Is killed or maimed for each day of the playing season. In view of Professor Dexter's figures It Is Im possible to assert that the game is maintained In the Interest of the ath letic development of students, since it Is shown that but 10.8 per cent of the students play foot-ball. A form of ex ercise in which only about one student out of ten engages cannot conduce greatly to the physical development of the student body as a whole. The tenth student's field practice does not affect the muscles, heart and lungs of the other nine. The foot-ball game Is, In fact, for nine-tenths of the boys only a spectacle, and for the rest largely an occasion of Idleness, dissi pation and demoralization. This Is, unfortunately, too much the character of all college sports. Athletic exercise In the gymnasium Is one thing, games are usually In character and effect something very different. Tbey do not always Injure seriously the partici pants, and this is the most that can be said for them. Baltimore Sun. Warning to Wonld-Be Hulcldes. , A favorite method of suicide In Ja pan lately lias been to leap over cer tain waterfalls. So frequent have such- .occurrences ' become that police are now constantly stationed In their neighborhood and large notice boards are erected bearing inscriptions In large letters, of which the following translation is an example: "Io not drown yourself here! Intended suicides are warned that heaven disapproves of the utilization of Kegon waterfall for the purpose. This Is certified to on the best priestly authority and seri ous consequences In the hereafter are guaranteed. To drown here Is also forbidden by the prefectural authori ties." Don't rail t the toor miser. lie accumulates wealth for others to pet GEO. P. CROWELL, JSuccewior to E. t.. Smith, Oldest labllthd Houm In th Taller ) DEALER IN Dry Goods, Groceries, Boots and Shoes, Hardware, Flour and Feed, etc. This old-established houBe will con tinue to pay cash for all its goods; it pays no rent; it employs a cierk, 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 an office in Hood River. Call and get prices and leave orders, which will be promptly filled. THE GLACIER Published Every Thursday $1.50 A YEAR. Advertising, 60 cents per inch, single column, per month; one-half inch or less, 25 rents. Heading notices, 6 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 AUD THE DALLES TOUTE All Wly Liadlnj.. STEAMERS "BAILEY 0ATZEKT" "DALLES CITY" "REGULATOR" "MKTLAKO" Connecting st Lyle, Wash., with Columbia River & Northern Railway Co. FOR Wahkl&cun. T)nlv, Centerville, Goldendale and all Klickitat Valley points. Steamers leave Portland dally (except fun d iv) 7 a. m., connecting with ('. R, ft N. tra ni st Lyle 8:ls p. m. for Uuldendale, arrives The Dalles 6:81) p. m. Steamer leaves The Dalles dally (except Sun day) 7:80 a. m. C. R. AN. trains leaving Goldendale 6:15 a. m. connects with this steamer for Portland, ar riving Portland 6 p. m. Kxcellent meals nerved on ail nteamers. Fine accommodations for teams and wagotiR. For detailed information of rateM, berth res ervations, connections, etc., write or call on nearest agent. H.C.Campbell, Gen. ollice, Portland, Or. Manager. Beele & Morse Agents, Hood River, Or. OREGON SiiotT Line and union Pacific DiriaT T,"E CHE0UUg ...... Chicago fait Lake, Denver, 4:30p.m. Portland Ft. Worth.Omaha, Special Kansas City, tit. 1:20 a. m. Louia,ChlcagoaDd vis East. Huntington. Atlantis St. Paul Fast 11 all. 10 :S0 a. m. Express 1:15 p.m. via HuntlDgton. Ft. Paul Atlantic Express. 7:84a.m. Fast Mall :00 p.m. vf Spokane 70 HOURS PORTLAND TO CHICAGO No Change of Cars. Lowest Rates. Quickest Time. OCEAN AND RIVER SCHEDULE FKOH PORTLAND. liOOp.m. All sailing dates 6:00 p. m, subject to change For Ean Francisco tall every 6 daya Pally Ex. Sunday S:Uip. m. t atnrday Jti.uO p. m. Calumbla Slvtr tltamtrt. To Astoria and Way Landings. 6:00 p. m. Kx. Sunday It am Hon., Wed. and Frl. Wlllasterts Slrtr. Salem, Indepen ft:S0 p. m. Tues , Thn., Sat. dence, torvallla ana way landings. tOOlB. Tnee.. Thur. and Bat. Taashlll (Iter. 4:S8p. ra. Mod., Wed. and FrL Oregon City. Dayton aiiu way lauaiugs. I f Pri Km- Lv.Lewlstoa . I O .UU r tJMoept.B'perlatoLswtslon D,uy .io.p i i nuay. A. L. CRAIO, Cenersl Passenger Agant, Portlaa4,Or. A. V. B OAK, Afmi. at Klvas-.