Pittston Gazette

              * KSTABM8I1EUIHSO. ( V«l.. XLV. MO. 53 f Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. 1'ITTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY. AUGUST 2, 1895. A Weekly local and Family Journal. admit I wasn't ever what you thought me; might justify my womanhood to you;  be myself once more to you. Itut see what a woman I am after alll Now you are here, oh, my darling, it isn't that that I think nbout, nor even whether or not you'll ever be able to marry me! All I think of is simply this—how sweet and delightful and heavenly It is to have you hero again by my side to talk to." young man aoout town at last consented to accept the post offered to him and to ship himself forthwith from his native land, with Florrio in tow, at Rufus Mortimer's expense, by an early steamer. creative imagination. Here was indeed a difficulty. Arnold could hardly show Kathleen the same distress at the tone of the notice which he stiouid say, on tiie contrary, tuere ore no business men on earth so just unci so generous. In no other trade would a man who has bought an article for a fair price in the open market, uud then has found it worth more thau the vender expected, feel himself called upou to make that vender a free gift of a portion of his profits. Hut publishers often do it—indeed, almost as a matter of course expect to do it. Intercourse with an elevating and ennobling profession has produced in the cl.vs an exceptionally high standard of generosity and enlightened self interest. not set to worii at a Maniar uovri anCl see whnt you can make of it? If yon fail, no matter, and if you succeed, why, there you are—your problem i» solved for you. 'I lie 'Elizalietlmn Seodog would give you a fair start, right, or wrong, with the reviewers, and if you've anything in you you ought to pull through with it " WINDISH DENIES EVERYTB1NC. THE CALEDONIAN GAMES. "A town of a million people," heobserved to Florrie, "must have decent amusements, f»V*»n Cii \ mpricii " Says to Detective O'Brien Tliat lie Two Thousand People at Lake Ariel And now that that prime incumbrance was clear out of the way Mortimer's next desire was to find sometl ing to do for Arnold, though Arnold wis certainly a most difficult man to help la the matter of an apiDointmeiit. That bo~rid conscience of his was always coming in to interfere with everything. Mortimer and Kathleen •• ' **"*" " I • IIP A • « r\ had ventured to suggest. Indeed, that under these altered circumstances, when his hand mado it almost impossible for him to get work of any sort, he should disclose his personality to tho new Lord Axminster and accept some small allowance out of the Memburyenstleproperty. But against that suggestion Arnold stood quite firm, "No, no," ho said; "I mny live or I may starve, but I won't go back upon my whole life and principles. I gave up my property in order that I might live by my own exertions, and by n.y own exertions I will live or go to the wull manfully. I don't demand now that I should earn my livelihood by manual labor, as I once desired to do; under these altered conditions, haying lost the use of my hand in tho pursuit of an honest trade for the benefit of humanity, I'm justified, I believe, in earning my livelihood in any way that my fellow creatures are willing to pay for, and I'll take in future auy decent work that such a maimed being (ts myself is fitted for. But I won't come down upon my cousin Algy. It wouldn't lie fair; it wouldn't lac right; it wouldn't be consistent, it wouldn't bu honest. is Innocent. Saturday. But Arnold shook his head She gazed at him with pure love in those earnest big eyes of here. Arnold melted with joy. "You speak like a true, good woman, darliug," he answered in a penitent voice. "And now I hear you speak so I wonder to myself how on earth I could ever have had the heart to doubt you." "No, no," he said firmly, "that would never do. It would be practically dishon est. I can't describe myself as the author of the'Elizabethan Seadog,' for that I'm not, and if I call myself even the editor oi translator 1 should seem to lDe claiming * sort of Indirect and suggested authorship to which I've no right. I must let the thin;: drop. I'm almost sorry now 1 ever began with it." OFFERS TO RETORN TO LOZERNE- VERY SUCCESSFOLIN EVERY RESPECT nin Story l»oen Not Tally With Tliat of the Considerable Interest In the Games, Which As soon as Arnold received that check he wentround with itat once, much disturbed, to Kathleen's. Principal Witueuen in the Case-Chief Were the Principal Kvents of the T»ay— The Programme Carried Out, With Hut a.Single Change-List of the Winnent. LoftiiH aixl Octcrtlve McS wet'iiry On So they sat and talked. One hour like that was well worth those two years of solitude and misery. "What ought I to do?" he asked. "This is very emlnirrassing." the Way to Secure the Primmer. allcn Dete-tt?e Jnm« O'Brien, who went to West Virginia to identify the man arrested there m George Windish, the Humtown wife murderer, arrived at Ms hrme in WlUe»birre on Saturday evening at eight u'clock. He »aid that be arrived at Falr■ mount, the county seat of Marlon ciunty, on Friday, and drove from there to Monongah, wh'ch is a email mining village about six miles away There he was met by Pa'rick McGann, the man who tint spUd out Windish, Mr. McGl ibay, a prominent man of the town, the Chief- Df-Polioe md the Mayor. Together they wet* to tie rickety jail where Windish was co:finCd Windish knew O'Brien In a moment, and made no pretence of denying his identity. He knew the charge ag%inst him, and rfihred to come back with O'Brien to Luserne He said he was lmocent and could prove it, that his wife was alive when he left home on March 31, and that he was safe enough. He said he went from here to Pittsburg, then to the soft coal regions and jutt landed In Monongah when arreeted on complaint of McGann. The 32od annual excursion and games of the Pitts ton Caledonian Club were held at L*ke Arl*l Saturday and weie a decided success, fl lanclally and otherwise. There were 2,000 people on the ground The day pam»*d t.ff pleasantly There were no accidei t« to mar the pleasures ot the excursionists All iu attendance report the affair as one of the beet they have « ver attended. Following are the results of the games and the namea of the winners: CHAPTER XXV. THE MEETINO. turn on to toese pages, wnere i put tnis mark, and read Rtraight through till you come to the end, when you went away from Venice—the end of everything for me till you came again this evening." "Why, cash it, of course," Kathleen answered. "What on earth should you wish to return it for, dear Arnold?" "At any rate," Mortimer cried, "come along with me now to Stanley & Lockhart's."CHAPTER XXVI. A QUESTION OF AUTHORSniP. Arnold Willoughby arrived at Kathleen Hesslegrave's door in a tremor of delight, excitement and ecstasy. During all those long months that he had been parted  her he had loved her with his whole soul— lqved the memory of the girl he had onpe believed her—even though that girl, as he fancied, never really existed. And now that her letter to Rufus Mortimer had once more reinstated her image in his mind as he first imagined her his love came back to him with a rush even more vividly than ever. For had he not now in her own very handwriting the assurance that she loved (iim—the assurance that abe was his, be hp present or absent? And now that all was over, and her Arnold had como home to her, Kathleen Hesslegrave felt as if the rest mattered little. He was back; he knew all; he saw all; he understood all; he loved her once again far more dearly than ever. Womanlike, she was more than satisfied to have her lover by her side—all else was to her a mere question of detail. "Well, you see," Arnold replied, looking shamefaced, "it's sent uuder a misconception. They persist in believing I wrote that book. But you know 1 didn't. I only discovered and transcribed aud translated it. Therefore they're paying me for what I neverdid. And as a man of honor I confess I don't see how I can take their money." "But they made it out of your translation," Kuthleen answered, secretly admiring him all the time in her own heart of hearts for his sturdy honesty. "After all, you discovered the book; you deciphered it; you translated it. The original's lost. Nobody else can ever make another translation. The copyright of it was yours, and you sold it to them under its real value, they're only returning you now a small part of what you would have made if you had published it yourself at your own risk, and I think you're entitled to It." "Oh, I'll come along with you if that's all," Arnold responded readily. "I want to go round and return thischecktothem." It was no time for protestations. Arnold saw she was in earnest. He took the book and mid. Meanwhile Kathleen sank into an easy chair opposite and watched his face eagerly as he turned over the pages. [to be continued ] In rushed Kathleen brimming over tttth ercltcmcnt. had shown Rufus Mortimer. She came in so overflowing with womanly joy at his success that he hadn't the heart to damp it, so ho tried his best to look as if he liked it and said as little about the matter either way as possible. ANOTHER HASTINGS TIMRLK. Th« Combine Force* Beaten In the First He read on and on in a fever of delight. He read how she had come upon him in Venice in Mortimer's gondola. He read how she had begun to like him in spite of doubts and hesitations; bow she had wondered whether a lady ought to let herself grow so fond of a man so far beneath her in rank and station; bow she had stifled her doubts by saying to herself he had genius and refinement and a poet's nature; he was a gentleman, after all, a true gentleman at heart, a gentleman of the truest iq feelings and manners. Theq tie saw how the evidences of tier likiug grew thicker and thicker from page to page till they deepened at last into shamefaced sell confessions of maiden love and culminated in the end into that one passionate avowal; "Sailor or no sailor, oh, I love him. I love him. I love him with all my heart, and if he asks me I shall accept him." Round In Lackawanna County. And yet the problem for Arnold was by po means solved. He had no way as yet of earning his own living; still less had he any way of earning a living for Kathleen. Kathleen herself indeed, happy enough to have found her sailor again, would have been glad to marry him as he stood, maimed hand and all, and to have worked at her art for him, as she had long worked for Reggie, but that of course Arnold could never have dreamed of. It would have been grotesque to give up the Axminster revenues on conscientious grounds and then al low himself to he supported by a woman's labor. Rufus Mortimer, too, ever generous and ever chivalrous, would willingly have done anything in his power to. help thiDm, hut such help as that alsq i\ruuld felt to he impossible. lie must fight ojit the battle of life on his own accomit to the bitter cud, and though this last misfortune at his crushed hand was an accident that might Senator Qnay won his ft ret battle In Lackawanna county Saturday, and It was one n( the surprises bt the fight thu* far waged In this pa t of the State The Third Legislative distrh t was ocrat t-td a rare Hastings stronghold, and the defeat which that faotion's leader get waa severe. Beading Clerk Watkins, of the Hon* of Representatives, led the combine frroea. He waa chairman of the Distriet Committee, atd the candidate of that faetion for delegate to the 8tbt* Convention. 1. Boy ' raoe, under 15 yetrn, once around- El Carney, first Frank Kuschel, second, Jo»Jf*rlry, third. Mortimer, however, tooK a different view of tho srt uatkm. "Tbis»sgood,"hesaid, "very good. These two articles strike the keynote. Your book is certainly going to make a suocesa It will boom through England I'm sorry now, Willoughby, you sold the copyright for all time outright to them." 2. Girls' race, under 12 years of age, 120 yards—Liezle Lindsay, first, Bessie Watson, second, Maine McCu«D, third. He could approach her at last without any doubts on that subject. He could be Bure of her answering love, her real affection for himself, whatever might be the explication of thcwe strange expressions Mrs. Hesslegrave had attributed to her that aftornoon in'Yehice. lie mrfuhted the stairs in a fever of Joy and suppressed expectation. Kathleen sat in her little drawing room waiting anxiously for the proriiiseq second te|egram fBon» Kufus Mortimer. A knock at tile putcr portal pf the flat arouse4 her, all tremulous. Could that be the telegraph boy t She held her room door half ajar and listened for the voice. When it came, (t sunt a thrill of surprise, delight and teryof down her spine like a cold wave, "fs Miss Hesslegrave in?" it said, but the tone—the tone was surely Arnold Willou^hby'a. "Miss Hesslegrave is engaged tbfa afternoon, sir, and can't see anybody," the maid answered demurely. For Kathleen felt too agitated, with hope and suspense, for receiving visitors. 8. Boys' vaulting with pcle, under 15 vem— Joe Marley, first, 6 ft ; Win Oillgan, second, 5 ft 10 inches ; Hugh Mc- Orncken, third, 6 ft 6 Inohes. "I'm (load by law, dead by the decision of the highest court in the kingdom, ami dead I will remain for aH legal purposes. Algy has succeeded VO the title and estates in heluf, which I have nut only permitted him to hold, but have deliberately fostered, inyself and «U who come after me I havo definitely got rid of my po. sition »s ft peey uud have chosen to beoouie a common sailor. If I were to burst in upon Algy now, with proof of my prior claim, I would upset and destroy his peace of mind, and make him doubt for the position and prospectsof his children, and burden hiiu with a sense of insecurity in his teiiure, which I have no right in the world to disturb his life with. When once I did it, I did it onco for all; to go back upon it now would bo both cruel and cowardly;''. • Arnold was economist enoagh to see at a glance through that specious feminine fallacy.CHAPTER XXYH, 4. Putting the ball—James Diok, first, 28 ft. 6 inches ; John B Smith, second, 27 ft 3 lnohee ; Geo. Butledge, third, 26 ft. 10 Inches. This is an age of booms. Institution and namo have come over to ns from America. When a thing succeeds at all, it succeeds, as a rule, to the very top of its deserving. So in a few weeks' time it was abundantly clear that "An Elizabethan Seadog" was to be one of the chief liooms of the publishing season. Everybody !Dought it; everybody read it; everybody talked about it. Conan Doylennd Rudyard Kipling stood trembling for their laurels. Arid to this result Arnold Willoughby himself quite unconsciously contributed by writing two or indignant letters to "pHpeM that reviewed the book as $U vW pYoiluctlon, complaining of the slight thus put upon his veracity. Of course ho would have been wholly incapable of inventing this Idea as an advertising dodge, but he wrote with snch earnestness In defense of his own true account of his antiquarian find that everybody read $ia passionate declarations the utmost amusement "" ' CONSCJEJJTlOUa SCRUPLES, "Oh, no," he answered, with warmth. "That's not the fair way to put it. If I'd had capital enough at the time and had published it myself, I would have risked, my own money and would have  entitled to whatever I got upon, ifc. Hutl hadn't the capital, dpn'tj you see* And even if I had I wouldn't have cored to chanoe it. That's what the pnbjti&feer is for. He has capital, and he chooses to risk it in the pubfypttttW of books, some of \vhlch are successes and some of which are failures. He expects the gains on the one to balance and make up for the losses on the other. If  had happened to lose by the 'ElianWtLur; Seadog,' I wouldn't havo existed him to come down upon me, to, i»ake good his deficit. Therefore, When he happens to have made \»y U, I can't expeet him to come forward out of pure generosity and give me a portion of what are strictly his own profits." Kathleen saw he was right, her Intelligence went with him, yet she couldn't Wt to see him let £100 slip so eaailj; through his fingers—though she ytunW' tftve loved and respected great deal the less had he not bjen ed Constituted. shrely," she said, "they mnst know: themselves they bought it too cheap of you, of else they would never dream of H'.''vV"n you this conscience money.H "No," Arnold resolutely. "I don't vftK "When I sold them book, £» Was ItS full market value. J fras glad to get so much and glad to s»U to them. Therefore they bought at Its fair price for the monxenV V*»e money worth of a manuscript, especially a manuscript an unknown writer, must always be to a great extent a matter of speculation. I didn't think the thing worth £50 when I offered it for sale to Stanley & Lockhart, ana wnen mey uantea tneir price i jumpeo at the arrangement. If they had proposed to me two alternative modes of purchase at the time—£50 down or a share of the profits —I would have said at once, 'Give me the money In hand, with no rink Vf" uncertainty.' Therefore how «\n } Uj }U:Ulfied, now I know the turned out a complete •ucces*. in accepting the share J would have refused beforehand!" In the afternoon he assembled the District Committee at Scrarton to fix the timt for holding the primary •lections and the plaje for holding the Convei tion. The entire committee responded, Mr Watkirs presiding, and Dr. J. W. Houser, of Taylor, acting as secretary. When the call for the meeting was read, B. Willis Reese, ot Old {forge, el imed that Watkins had no right to act as chairman, be having usurped the position by reason of having been chairman of the la« legislative Oon Ten tion, and was not a Member of the o Dmmlttee. Ha ayoved the committee or ganiz* by eVscttrg a permanent chairman, and *. M Frai cis was chosen by a vote of 8 to 8 over Watkins After this was done It was decided to hold the primaries on Saturday, August 8, arCJ tfia oonventlon in Soranton on the sday following. 5. Race, 820 yards—James Oollina, first, Bid Stanton, second, P. W. Kerr, third. Beat time, 23 seconds When he came to that page, Kathleen saw by the moisture rising thick labia eyes what pqint he bad reached. Ho looked across at her imploringly. "Oh, Kathleen, I may?" he cried, trying'to seize her hand- But still Kathleen waved Mm back. "No, not yet," she said in a tone half relenting, half stern, "Not yet. You must read it all through. You must let me prove myself innocent." Windish was ready to return home with him. Detective O'Brien says, bat the offioers of Monongah refused to permit hlvD to leave without requlslti n papers, and O'Brien having been informed by wire that the Barring an.) McSweeney agency had been in structfd to take charge of the case, press*, d the matter no further, but returned home He says that Monongai is all excited over the arrest o' Windish, and that every man in the town who has any semblance of authority 1b after the reward, the report having been circulated there that thtre are thousands of dollars to be distributed among Wicdlah's captora. The fact la, aa hag been stated before, the only reward standing for Windlsh's capture la $100 C ffered by the Barring and McSweeney agenoy. This, in all probability, will go to McGann. •. Throwing light hammer—George Ratledge first, 96 feet 10 inches; John B. Smith second, 91 feet 2 inches; Lawrence tforahan third, 90 feet 11 lnchea. Geo. But ledge afterward gave an exhibition throw, making a record of 102 feet 4 lnchea. have kappened to any sailor any day It made him feel none the less that painful consciousness be bad often felt before of his own inferiority and comparative inability to do for himself what he saw so many of his kind doing round him on every side without apparent effort. He did not care to acknowledge himself inhuman failure. Of course he had the £o0 he had received for his translation of the Italian script, h»t Arnold V WiHoughby couldn't live pn £50 forever, though net £oubt he could piake it go at least as far as any one else of his class could. And it was only a stray windfall—not a means of livelihood. What Arnold wanted, now the sea was shut against him and painting most difficult, was some alternative way pt earning money for himself and if possible for Kathleen. As to huw'he could do that' he bed fop the moment no Waa. He merely struggled on upon his £50, spreading it out as thin as £50 can be m$d$ t9 spread nowadays in this crowded Britain of ours, But if this problem caused to it caused' at %£l riuA mtolo Who «" u" er known want themselves realize but vaguely tbe struggles and hardships of others who {ape to fee* it. q?hey ha*o an easy formula— •'lazy beggar'—which covers for their minds all possible grounds of" failure or misfortune In other people, though they are not themselves always so remarkable forj their industry. But Rufus Mortimer, with bis delicately sensitive American nature, as sensitive in Its way as Arnold's own, understood to the full the difficulties of the case, and having made himself responsible to some extent for Arnold's and Kathleen's happiness, by bringing them together again, gave himself no little trouble, now that matter was arranged, to seek some suitable work In life for Arnold. This, however, as it turned out, was uo easy matter. She said it proudly, yet tenderly, for she knew tbe proof was there Aud after all she had suffered she did not shrink for a moment from letting Arnold so read her heart's Inmost secret. "You're right," Kathleen cried.  his hand In her owq. ' Vf see you're right, my darling, and if ever I marry you I will marry you clearly on that understanding— that you are and always will be plain Arnold Willoughby." 7 Bunning hop. atop and jump—Lawrence Morahin first, 43 feet; P. Mo Andrew* second, 41 fre* 8 inches; Jaa. Collins third, 41 ftft 7} inchee. "I think she'll see me," Arnold replied, with a confident smile, and while the girl still hesitated Kathleen's own voice broke uut from within in yery clear tones, "Let f.hd geptleman come in, Mary," . * | 1 tht sound gI k? jfj4ra ft fltrange thrill passeu Arnald wIBoughby In turn; He rushed along the passage and burst into tbe sitting room. There stood Kathleen, pale and panting, with one band ou a chair and one ou he? throbbing heaet, much thinner and whiter than he pad known  brold—much thinner and whiter, but) not bne whit less beautiful. In that first tumult of wild delight at hid love restored Arnold Willoughby darted forward, and for the first time in his life would bav« clasped her in his arms and kissed her aa febe stood there. But Kathleen, looking han| at him and reoognUiug in a second p6willand wasted he was, with hbttjmlmed arm hanging loose by his side in Its (eseuess, yet waved him baclf. £rom her at pno« with an imperlouS gesture, "D'o, no." she said proudly, conquering berlove with an effort, "not now, not now, Arnold. Onco I would have let you If you wished. And still, even today—oh, my heart, my poor heart!—I could willingly let vou If it were uot for that barrier. But ih? barrier is there even now, and untlj you understand everything — until ypij know I was never what you have thought toe so long—I can't possibly allow you. i don't want you to trust me. I don't want you to believe ma I want you to know-t to know aud understand. I want you to see for yourself how you have wronged me.'' He read on and on. Then name at last thi4 day when the wu»ou recognized bin* in side f4n*l by Saf fciovapni e Paolo, Arnold di«w a deep breath. "It was he who found me out, then?" he said, for the time admitting his long hidden iden- 8 Boys' rice on hands ard feet, one* around—Alexander Dobie first, George Walker seoond, Wm Mc ffatt third. So Itufus Mortimer could do nothing but watch and wait. Meanwhile Arnold went round London at the pitiful task answering advertisements iu$ clerks and other suitiH pusts arid seeking in vain for some light employment, Winter was drawing on, and it Imcamo clearer and clearer each day to Mortimer that in Arnold's present state of health he ought, if possible, to spend the coldest months in the Synth of Europe, But how ges titrn toClo jt? That y/iu* ugw the puzzle. ' ! JJprtyffiJt fifrald he had only iescueCl Kathleen's lover and brought them together again in peace, in order to see lilm die with his first winter England. Anil it wan uu use to urj# upon him aooeptm.ee of a temporary loan or even to ask htm to go abroad on the strength of that £50, fur as 'matters now stood Arnold was so anxious to husband his funds to the utmost aud to look out for future work that nothing would induce him to Uiuvu away from London."He'e immense!" Mr, Stanley remarked, overjoyed, to his partner, Mr. Lockhart. "That man's Immense. lie's simply stupendous. What a glorious liar! By fat the finest bit of fiction in the whole book is that man-piously realistic account of how he picked up the rnauuscript in a small shop In YruLc, and now he Caps it all by going and writing to: Tho Times that it's every word of it tfne, and that if these implied calumtjies continue any longer he will be forced at last to vindicate He dWmV'ter by atrial for libel lfelictClhaT Deliciousl It's U)e kn ellefct tit of advertising I've seen for years, and judt to think of his getting The Time* to aid and abet him in it." 9. Bunning high leap—The Ant and second prises were divided between Law rence Morahan and John B. Smith. Thus. Morahan waa third. . "Yea, It was he who found ypu out," Kathleen answered, leaning forward.* "And I saw at once be was for I had IkaH suspected it myself, p| course from those words of yours be quoted. And, Arnold, do you know, the first thought thatirossed my mind?—for I'm a womau and have my prejudices—the first thought was this: 'Oh, how glad I am to think I should have slnhM hl» pwt for out of pari?, pure love iti mat ne snouiu turn out in the end to be so great a gentleman of so ancient a }ineagel' And the secpii(| fhln| f.hat struck me was this; 'Oh, how Borry I am, after all, I should have surprised his secret, for he wished to keep it from me He wished perhaps to surprise me, and it may grieve him that I should have learned it like this prematurely.' But I never knew then what misery it was to bring upon me." WK8T CHESTER PAPER MILLS. 10. Half mile rao*—B C. MoCle'land, firat, John Nolan seoond, 0. J Marks talrd. Beat time, 2 minutes, 8 seconds. Through the (n*tf«iwentalUy of the Oa Saturday evening, Detective Mc- Sweeney and Chief Loftns, armed with the papers necessary to secare Wlndieb, left Wilkeebarre for Monongah, and they expect to return with their prisoner on Wedn.uday night or Thursday morning. Windlsh's story doeen't go a little bit. He aays he left Pittston on March 31, and that therefore he waa not home when bia wl'e was murdered. Charlec Wintle has tettified under oath that WlndtCh waa in bia saloon on Thmtday, April 4*.h, at 2 p m , that being the day on which the murder is supposed to have taken place Wlndlsb's son testifies that on the morning of the 4 th of April hla mother and father went to town together, and Chrla tlan Hetncelman test!fie* noder oath that be met Windish on the nigl t of April 3d, it'iat Windish said he was going away that ; night, that he would never Jive with hia wife any long«t and that he would get even with her before he went away. Board Twte Wyi Locate Here. Messrs. Barnhlsel Beside, of Chsmbersburg, Pa ,, for several years part ex ten slve manufacturers of paper have, decid«d to locate her for the reason that oni c eap fusl (oalm) will enable them to successfully oompete with the markets of the world. 11. Girls' race, onee around—L'zzl* Tate firat, Bessie Watson second, Mamie MoCue third. 12. Three legged raee, onee around— .Jaa. Collins first, Ed. Stanton second, William Agnew third. "But have you seen today's AthenaDun»t'' Mr. Lockhart resjDonded cheerfully . "Not Well, here It is, f»nd it's ftner and finer. Their reviewer said last week, you know they'd very much like to inspect the orig inal manuscript of such a unique historical document and humorously hinted that it ought to be preserved In the British museum. Well, hang me, If Willoughby doesn't pretend this week to take their banter quite seriously and proceed to spin a cock and bull yarn about how the original gof lost at sea on a Dundee sealetl  cent! Magnifli-enti The  ity of m And he doe*tt all with such an air. Nobody ever yet equaled him as an amateur advertiser. The cheek of the man's so fine. He'd suy anything to screw himself into notoriety anyhow. And the queer part of it all Is that his work's quite good enough to stand by Itself on its own merits without that. He's a splendid story teller, only lie doesn't confine the art of fiction to Its proper limits." Furthermore, our shipping rates we e found, upon olose Investigation! to be the beet in Northeastern Pennsylvania. Of our o'tlzras are eqwotsd no favors In the wsy of subscribing for stock. Those gentle men are well to d-D men with modern ideas and their sncoess in business is assured. | 13. Bicycle raee, one mile—There were | but two entries. Geo. 8troh ttok the Pri*\■ handsome silver cnp. Time, 4:60. 14. One mile raee—C. J. Marl s Ant, John Nolan seeond, E. O. MoClelland third. Bett time, 4:3ft. While things were in this condition Rufus was startled one day, as he sat in his padded armchair In a west end club reading a weekly newspaper, tosee Arnold Willoughby'sname staring him full in the face from every part of a two column article. He fixed his eyes on the floating words that seemed to dance before his sights "If this Is a first attempt," the reviewer said', "We must congratulate Mr. Willoughby upon a most brilliant debut in the art pf fiction." And again, "We know not whether the name of 'Arnold Willoughby' is the writer's real designation or a mere nom de guerre, but in any case we can predict for the entertaining author of 'An Eliiabethan Seadog' a brilliant career as a writer of the new romance of history. Mr. Willoughby's style iscareful and polished. His knowledge of the dialect of the sea is 'peculiar and extensive,' while his fertility of invention is really something stupendous. Wedoubtindeed whether any Elizabethan sailor of actual life could ever have described his Spanish adventures in such graphic and admirable language as Mr. Willoughby puts into the mouth of his imaginary hero, but that Is a trivial blemish. Literature is literature. As long as the narrative i in poses upon the reader for the moment, which It undoubtedly does, we are ready to overlook the unhistorical character of the thrilling details aud the obvious that such a person as Master 3ohn OollUigham of llolt, in Norfolk, would have been to address the council of ten with such perfect fluency in very choice Italian." "Kathleen," the young man crlcd imploringly, "I must—I must this time!" And he stretched his arms out 1 o her. 15. Highland Pllng, In oostnme, 7 double steps—Wm. Sonie, New York, first, I Geo. Cogswell seeond. The papers have been signed by tie firm for the purchase of the plot of ground and bnllding in borough formerly used as a pistol factory. The land Is 100x160 feet In tfza, with a lsrge brick building thereon. The latter at present Is in a rather dilapidated condition. "No," Kathleen cried, waving him back, but flushing rosy red, "I am not yet absolved. You must read to the very end. You must know the whole truth of it." This was a hard nut for Kathleen. As a matter of logic, being n reasonable creature, she saw for herself Arnold was wholly right, yet she couldn't bear to see him throw away £100, that was so much to him now, on a mere point of sentiment. So she struck out a middle course. 1ft. Clog dance, In eostume, 9 double steps—Ed. Lynch 1st, Mamie Lynch 2nd. ' Arnold's face wan all (tenltenoe. As she apoke, so fearlessly and bo proudly, yet With Huch an undercurrent of tenderness1', he wondered to himself bow be could eve* pave doubled her. 1  "Ob. Kathleen," be cried, standing back a pace and stretching out bin bunds and calling her for the first time to her face by the name she had always borne in his thoughts and his day dreams, "don't say that to me, plea*?. Don't crush me so utterly. I know how wrong I have been; I Again Arnold read on, for Kathleen had written at great length the history of that day—that terribjte day—much blotted with tears, on the pages pi her diary, when the canon went away and her mother "sjioiled all" with Arnold Willoughby. When he came to that heartbroken cry of a wounded spirit, Arnold rose from his place; he could contain himself no longer. With tears In his eyes, he sprang toward ber eagerly. This time at last Kathleen did not prevent him. "Am I absolved?" she murmured low as he caught her in his arms and kissed her. 17. 8ailor's hornpipe, tn costume—ffm. Sorlie l*t, Geo. Cogswell 2nd. ' £ven backed up by Rufus Mortimer's influence, Arnold found there were few posts in life he could now adequately fill, while the same moral scruples that bad made him In the first instance renounce altogether the Axminster property cont inued to prevent his accepting any post that he did not consider an honest and useful ona It occurred to Mortimer, therefore, one day when he met lteggle on Kathleen's doorstep, and entering Kathleen herself with every sign of recent tears, that one of the first ways of helping the young couple would be the indirect one of getting rid of Reggie. He suspected that young gentleman of being a perpetual drain upon Kathleen's resources, and he knew him to have pertaiiily no such conscientious scruples. So after a little brief telegraphic commu. nication with his firm in America he sent one morning for Reggie himself "on important business," and Reggie, delighted by anticipation at the pbrase, put on bis best necktie and his onyx links and drove round In a hansom to Mortimer's house in' Great Stanhope street. D The building will however, be at once repaired and ftttsd with the latest and beet machinery for the manufacture of paper, the operation of which will furniqh steady employment for thirty peigoas. These ecterpris\ng gentlemen have the best wishes af this community for the sno cess of theii undertaking 18. Vaulting with pile, no prtei for leaa height than 8 fee' 6 Inches—Lawrenoe Morahan let, 9 ft. 61 inchea; John B. Smith 2nd, 9 ft. 2] Inches; Tom Morahan 3rd. 8 ft. Inchea. "Let's go and ask Mr. Mortimer," she Raid. "He's a clear headed business man as well as a painter. He'll tell us how it strikes him from the point of view of unadulterated business." Much sa 1b fact Ion Is expressed by the pwple at the capture of Wlndlsh, and there does not now wem to be an; loop hole through which he can eeoape. Whether it was by virtue of Arnold Wllloughby's indignant disclaimer)*, however, or of its intrinsic merits as a work of adventure, "An Elizabethan Seadog" was all the rage at the libraries. Mr. \(uaJtO crowned A|ki11o of our pvW*h t'arnaitsua, advertised at unt«) a thousand copies. "And it'seu wonderful, you know," all the world said to Its nelKhbnr. "It was written, they say, by a common sailorl" When Arnold heard that, it made him almost toi disclose his real position in life, for he' couldn't liear to take credit1 for extraordinary genius and self education when as a matter of fact his English diction was the' net result of the common gentlemanly sojourn at Harrow and Oxford. But he waj obliged to bite his lips over this matter in silence. 19. The members' race did not take place. A blcjcle race between Sim peon and Webber was substituted. Webber took the prize. "Nobody else's opiftUm, as ir ere opinion, would count fw «my tMug with'tue," Arnold auswered quietly; "My conscience has only itwlf to reckon with, not anybody outside me. But perhaps Mortimer might U*ve •ome reason to urge—some C;lfcWeuY In the problem that hasn't Btruok me. If so, of course I shall be prepared to give It what- A PECULIAR ACCIDENT. know how much I have misjudged yon. But don't visit it too heavily upon me. I have suffered for it myself—see, see how I have suffered for it! And you don't know yet bow difficult it was for me to resist the conclusion. After what I was told, my darling, my heart's love, I could hardly think Qthertvfae.'l t Boiler of Ammonia Kxplodm, Injuring One Man Dangerously. 20. Hnrdie race, tw'ee around—James Collies 1st, Tom Morahan 2nd, Lawrenoo Morahan 3d. And 'Arnold, clasping her tight, made answer through bis tears: "My darling, my darling, it's I, not you, who stand in need of absolution. I have cruelly wronged you. I can never forgive myself for it." A STRANGEE INJ.U&ED. Ia the Wyoming Bottling Works in Wilkes barre waa a boiler ten feet long and three feet In diameter, in which waa stored what ia known as "stronger" ammonia. Sunday the manager, Philip Schmidt, and two employee, John Gebhard and Harry Gabriel, were repairing the boiler, when it exploded. Schmidt very fortunately eocap d ir jury. Gebhard received the full force of the exploelon and was terribly injured, Hla face la badly burced, hla eyes being blinded, aod he ia in bad abape generally Gabriel was painfully Irjnred, but will be around in a week or so. A peculiar result of the exploelon la that all of the treee and planta In the garden ar u d the worka, within a radius of 300 feet, appear as If struck by the blight, frou the fff c a of the xmmonla which escaped from the broken boiler. Fell VmJjW; a, Freight TiDMl at tfce ever weight It may deserve In forming my decision."' So they walked round together to Rufus Mortimer's London h«i\a& Mortimer wte in bin studio, painttftgaway at an idea] picture of "Love Self HtTalif," which was not indeed without its allegorical application to himself and Kathleen and Arnold WUkiughby, for It represented the gpd^i,a winged young man, very sweet and Had lopking, mortally wound/ed; yei tnljittg to paws on a lighted torch in Us ha,rios to a more fortunate comrade who bent over him In pity. Kathleen took little notice of the- canvas, however— for love, alftt Is way* a wee lit seltlsh to i he feeltogqaf ontsUlcrs—but laid her statement of the case before Mortimer succinctly She told him all they had said, down lo Arnold1* last remark, that if Rufus had i.ny new element in the problem to urge he would be prepared to give it full weight in iiis decision. When she reached that point, Rufus broke tu with a smile. Junction. 21. Bicycle rac», distance three mllee, two entries—Ed. Vanvalkenburg let, Geo. Stroh 2nd. In this race Stroh waa compelled to dismount to save running over » child. i "But I can forgive you," Kathleen murmured, iefetllng,close to him. Thomas Rheady, aged twenty-Jour, of Newbnrg, H Y., fall order * freight train at the Junction on Saturday evening, whtle In the aot of boarding a oar to ride over i the cat-off. Hie right leg got nnder the wheels, an 1 it was crashed in a horrible manner. He was taken to the Hoepital, and for a 'ew hoars after his arrival wan ta a very weak condition. By this in irn Ing he had improved a great deal, and was getting along as well as & aid be expected ' ''I know, that," Kathleen answered, standing opposite him and trembling, with a fierce desire to throw herself at once Into her lover's arms, only just restrained by a due sense of her womanly dignity. "If I didn't know it, Mr. Willoughby—or Arnold If you will—I wouldn't allow you to come here. I wouldn't allow you to speak to ma I would guard my pride better. It's because I know it that I'm going to explain Ml no* tO'youi it's because J know it thai I'm goirigto lay tny heart bate like an Oped book in front of you. Before! bear any' thing else—before I even ask what that means," and she glanced at his useless hand with unspoken distress, "we must clear up this mystery. Till the misunderstanding's cleared we can't talk about any thing else as Ma ought to one another. And in order to Clear it lit* I shall tell you just everything; I'shall opctrt my Whole soul. J shall tear my heart out for yon. There's no room for reserve between as two today. We must understand one another, once for all. Ob, Arnold, my Arnold, now I've found you, I've found you!" For Some minutes they sat there, hand in hand, supremely happy. They had no need for words in that more eloquent silence. Then Arnold spoke again, very sadly, with a sudden reminder of all that had happened meanwhila "But, Kathleen, even now I ought never to have spoken to you. This is only to ease oar souls. Things are still where they were for every other purpose. My darling, how am I1 to tell you of itf I can never marry you now. I have only lust recovered you to lost yon a£aln instantly." Kathleen held his hAnd in hers still. "Why so, dear?" she asked, too serenely joyous now (as Is a woman's wont) at her ove recovered to trouble ber mind much about such enigmatic sayings. 22. 440 yard race— Jaires Collins 1st, Peter Conley 2nd, P. W. Kerr 3id. Best time, 551 seoonds. I • • . I The prftlne showered, upon the book be felt was none of bin own making. Half ot it was due to Master John Collingbam o£ Ifolt, In Norfolk, whom nobody believed in, and the other half was due to th^jactual facts of the Elizabethan narrative Whatever little rredit piight accrue from  style and workmanship of the traiwlattoQ Arnold recognized be obtained wndeffuW pretenses an the self taught genius, while is a matter of fact he bad always |Dosses»ed every advantage of birth, breeding and education. Ho it came to pass by the Irony of circumstances that he, the man who of all others desired to lie judged on his merits as a human Iw-ing, got all the falsecredit of a book he had never written and a difficulty surmounted which had never existed. 23 Sack race, onoe aronnd—James Mo- Cue 1st, J. J. Bryden 2nd, Joe. Marley 3rd. ' Mortimer plunged at once Into the midst of affairs. i Hufus Mortimer laid' down the paper In » tumult of delight. Hero at last he saw a chance for the solution of the problem of Arnold's future. Though art had failed him, he might live by literatufe. To bo sure one swallow doesn't make a summer, nor one Rood review (alAs!) the fortune of n volume. Hut Hufus Mortlnier didn't knowthat, mid ho felt sure in his heart a man who; could write pqan UD merit such praise from one of the most notoriously critical of modern organs must certainly be able to make a living by his pen, even if he had only a left hand wherewith to wield it. So oil ho rushed at once in high glee to Arnold Willoughby's, only stopping on the way to buy a copy of the review at the railway bookstall in the nearest underground station. "Suppose you were to get a post of 350 a year in America, would you take Itf" hCj Inquired.' ■ ' ! D 24. Three mile race, no piizeforovar 1 Si minutes—John Allen 1st, time 16:05; E. 0. McClelland 2nd, time 16.20; C. J. Marks 3rd, time 10:45. !R*gglo brightened at the suggestion. "Pounds, notdollars,Of course?" he answered, with characteristic caution, for where money was concerned Reggie's mind was fin re intellect. Death of Robert Reld. Death baa again removed from an one of oar moat prominent citizens. Robert Held, son of the late llr. and lira. Wm Reld, life long residents of Pitteton, died at his home on Swal'ow street at five o'olock on Monday. The cause of hla death was Blight's disease and liver tronble. The first symptoms were felt about three months ago, bat his condition did not become ser ions until a iew weeks ago when he was oompelled to take to bis bed. 25. Alley ball game. Sullivan and Hendrleks 1st, Pervle and Jones 2nd, Moffatt and McLean 3rd. 1 Rufus Mortimer nodded. "Yes, pounds, not dollars," he said. "A plprk's post in my jDlace (rt the States—railway engineering works, you know. We control the business.""Because," Arnold cried, "I have nothing to marry yau with, ant} thls maimed hand —it was pruned in an iceberg accident this summer; I'll toll you all about it by and by—makes It more impossible thaneverfor me to earn a livelihood. Oh, Kathleen, if I hadn't been carried away by my feelings, and by what that dear, good fellow Mortimer told me—he showed me your letter—I would never have come back like this to see yoa without some previous explanation. I would have written to tell you beforehand how hopeless it all was, how helpless a creature was coming home to claim you." Tragic Death at Antrim. "Why, of oourne I have," he answered. "I'm a capitalist myself, and I see at a glance the weak point of your argument. You forget that these publistlep) are business men; they are thinking not only of the past, but of th,e future. Gratitude, we all know( la A lively sense of favors to come. It's pretty muoh the same with the generosity of publishers. As a business man I don't for a moment believe in it. They spe you've made a hit, and they tblftk you're likely to make plenty more felt* in future. They know they've mid yon a low price for your book, flwd they've iiDMc a lot of money for themselves out of publishing it.  don't want to drive away the goose that lays the golden eggs. So tbejr offer y»M a hundred pounds as a sort of virtual retaining fee—an inducement U* yCm to bring your next book tab«e to them, not to »ny othej publisher,™ settle# the thing then," Arnold tnawe mi decisively. "You tnean you'll keep the check f" Kathleen exclalmeu, with beaming eyea, "Oh, dear, no,)' Arnold replied, with a very broad ''Under those circum-tances o£ca»raiC there's nothing at all left for me\»ut to return It instantljji' • "Why aof" Kathleep QrlM/«mazeC\, fehe knew Arnold by this time to snplie Would do anvt,biu(f hut what seemed 66 him the abjjuiukely right and honest con- don't you see," Arnold  '.'they send me this check a\w«y» under t,hat same mistaken t\c*i»n that it was I Who wrote the 'fclir.alDethan Seadog,' and; that I can write any number sifch works of imagination. Nqjffi the reai tpct is, I'm a mere t ratW»uor—a,perfectly, nrosaie, everydw ttansLator. ( never s6, %UCDh »fi tried to write a story in. my ljfe, if they think they're going to,get f«r tare books out of me and, be recouped in y#ut way they're utterly mistaken. I haven't the faintest idea of how to write a so it wouldn't be fair to accept their UkWiey under such false pretenses. I shall send their check back to them." John Benstrom of Antrim, Pa , committed suicide by hanging The Wellabom Advocate says: ''There is a well authenticated rumor that the cause of young Bans'rom's snick e was the unbalancing of his mind caused by ths news of his father's tragic detth. About two years sgo, so the story gosa, two Swedes last Antrim for their native land. One of them waa the father of the unfoitunate man. In due oonrae of time one arrived at hla Swediah home. He announced to the waiting wife of hia companion the on the voyage her husband had been swept overboard and drowned. MIXER FATALLY INJURED. "It might suit me," Reggie answered, with great deliberation, impressed with the undeslrabllity of letting himself go ioo cheap. "Three hundred and fifty pounds, or, say, £400." The position positively preyed upon Arnold Willoughby's spirits. He saw he was misunderstood. People took him for just the opposite of what he really was;  thought him aclever, pushing,'siplf advertising adventurer- htfn, thtD Sensitive, shrinking, selj martyr to an overexacting conscience. And there was no way out of It except by ruining bis cousin Algy's position. He must endure it In silence aud stand the worst that people eould say or think of him. After all, to bs not to seem, was the goal of his ambition; what he. was in himself not what peopl# £houftiit of him, was everything to hlm^' Crushed by a Full of H»«k, He DLes on the Way Home. Arnold gazed at ber and melted with shame and remorse. Her passion overcame him. How could he ever for one moment have doubted that pure, that queenly soul? But, then, Mrs. Ilesslegrave's words—that dark saying aliout the earldom — those mysterious hints of a deli berate conspiracy I "I beg your pardon," Rufus Mortimer interposed, with bland decision. "I said 850. I did not say 400. And the questions before the house are simply these two — first, whether you care to accept such a post or not, and, second, whether I shall find you're qualified to accept it." When he reached Arnold's lodgings, now removed much farther west near Kathleen Ilesslegrave's rooms, he hurried up stairs in a fervor of good spirits, quite rejoiced to be the first to bring such happy tidings. Arnold read the review hastily., then he looked up at Mortimer, who stood expectant by, and his face grew almost comical in its despair and despondency. A sad accidei t occurred on Saturday at nine o'clock in the Seneca shaft, wheieby Anthony Belgln, a miner, lost hla life by Mr. Reld was born on Scotch Hill 42 j years ago, and his wbole life bar been | spent in PittstOD. As a buaband and father he waa kind aud devoted. He waa a member of the lplrst Presbyter lau Ohureh, also a prominent Imember of Thistle Lodge, I 0 0. P., and [of the Knights and Ladies of and for a number of years was poanet t| d with the Thistle Band, A g'lef stricken wife and five ohlUUaa survive him—William, Albert, Robert, Margaret and  who bare the sympathy of the ccounnnlty in their great bereavement fall of rock. The unfortunate man was still alive when brought to the surface but on hlsway home in the oom.pany ambulanse he breathed Lis last. He waa a married man and lived on Carroll street "Then I'm glad they did carry you away," Kathleen answered, smiling, "for I'd ten thousand times rather see you yourself, Arnold, now everything's cleared Up, than any number of letters." ' i | * •, "You thought I knew from the first who youjweror" Kathleen began, drawing breath jmd facing him boldly. ,!'• ii'; ; i "Oh, i see," 'jteggiM answereo, taaen abafik, for be had not yet met Rufus Mortimer In this his alternative character as the stern capitalist. "Whereabouts is your placef So much depends upon the locality." "It's In Philadelphia," Mortimer answered, smiling. He could see at a glance Reggie was hesitating as to whether he could tear himself away from the Qalety, C"DC1 the dear boys, and the gross aitid honey of tbwn In general, to emigrate to America. ■ ;; Reggie held his peace for a moment. He was calculating the pros and cons of the question at Issua It spelled expatriation, of course. That he recognized at onca So far from the theaters, the race courses, park, the dear boys oj Tlvplf, aiu) Charlie Qwpfi- Bnt still be was young, and he tvottld always have Floirie. I'erhaps there might be "life" even In Philadelphia "I thought yon believed from the first j was Lord Axminster," Arnold answered quite frankly, but still refusing to commit himself, "and I thought It was through that belief alone that you first permitted a common sailor to win bis way as far as he did, if he did, into your affections. But, Kathleen, I won't think so now. If you teW me you didn't, }'}) beher&you at onct»| iuid tfyDutell me you did, bttt that yon Iftvbd me for myself, though you took me for ten thousand times over an earl, ob,* Kathleen, I will believe youl I will believe you and love you with all my heart and soul, If only you'll allow me." "Oh, this is dreadful!" he exclaimed under his breath. "Dreadful, dreadful, dreadfull""But everything's not cleared up; that's the worst of it," Arnold answered somewhat gloomily, "at least as far as I'm concerned," he went on in haste, for he saw a dark shadow pass over Kathleen's sweet faca "I mean, I am afraid I am mislead ing you myself now. You think, dear Kathleen, (.he wan who ban oorne home to you Is air English peer. Practically and financially he's nothing iof '.the sort. He's % sailor at best, or not eten a sailor, but the merest bare wreck of ona Here, a sheer hulk, stands Arnold Willoughby. Rebecca Wilkinson, Brownsvalley, ltd, says: "I have been In a distressed e cdltion for three years from nervonane », weakness of the stomach, dypepela an D ndlgestion until my health wagone. 1 had been doctoring conatantly with no re lief. I bought one bottle of South American Nervine, which did me more good than any $50 worth of doctoring I ever did In my life. I would advise every weekly person to uas this valuable and lovely remedy; a few bottles of it has cured me completely. I consider it the grandest medicine in the world." Warranted the most wonderful stomach and nerve cure ever known. Trial bottlee 15 cents. Sold by J. H. Houck, Druggist, Pitts ton Pa. "DreadfuU" Mortimer Interposed, quite taken aback. "Why, Willoughby, I was delighted to be the first to briug Jt to you. I thought you'd be no awfully glad to see it. What on earth do you disapprove off It's all ho favorable." Did the man expect more fulsome adulation? "Last spring tbs one who arrived safely, died. On his death bed be confessed that at a point between Antrim and New York city a stop had to be made to wait for the connecting train. That he enticed hla companion away from the town to the woods near by where he shot him and robbed the body ot $300 The survivor concocted the drowning story to aceoant for hla companion's disappearance. At the death of the murderer bis oonfesslon was written to the murdered man's son which unbalanced his mind." f MVl \y tt(MI UUU 111! opinion he desired to conciliate and retain; one man from whom he could never morning, noon or night, and tbi\t man was Arnold Willoughby. Sq lung as he earned the appnilDallun of 1iis own conscience the but a matter of minor Importance. "Favorable? Oh, yes," Arnold answered. "It's favorable enough, for that matter, but just look how they treat JtJ JunpJto uf my repeated and reiterated statement that the manuscript was a genuine Elizabethan document, they Insist on speaking of it as an original romance and attributing the authorship to me, who only translated it. They doubt my word about it." Nor did the boom promise to do Arnold much permanent or pecuniary good. To be Bare, It gained him no small notoriety, lDu{ then notoriety was the very tUltighe wish ed most to evoM, Wu.Ton hostesses were ■inxioUa* anir ilu ir kind, to secure the new f.Sn for thtdr "at homes" and tlyif g5r3en parties, ami Rufus MojjtjoQer and Kathleen ITeselegrqyg wffe "Leseiged by good ladies nfl S6ori as it was know\\ thiiy hud made Arnold's at Venice with vicarious Invitations for him for dinner, lunch or evening. But Arnold was not to be drawn. "So very retiring, you know." said. "Doesn't like cheap. Quite a Mi. Mort'imer tells me. That's often the way with these men of genius. Think so much of their favorsl Uou't want to let us everyday people have the benefit of thetr booiety." 13ut Arnold's point of view was simply thi& -thAt if Canon Valentine hail been able to recognize him so flight somebodfr else, and therefore he held it best to avoiil that great world he had (led lonu before and to keep to his own little circle of artistic acquaintances. Mfeat Bafrlgerajtoi;. An Important Improvement on Oron street is the erection of a very substantial brick building, two «to*tas high, on the west side of tb» street, and adjoining Benedict's brick bulling. ThU is being erected bj W. H. Hi laae»k sad it will be need as a refrlgeiatoj for the storage of Chicago W*f and other maata Mr Holmes wUl be in charge of the FUtatnn business of the 8ckwart»»ohtld A Salmberger Beef Company k the hlg Chicago concern, which haa been selling frrm can here for several months paat. G K Wilson has the oontraot for the new bnlldlng. It is finely looated for tbe business, the Lphlgh Valley having a branch lu the rear of the bnlldlng, and It being In the center of the city. "You probably imagine I got rid of my position and masqueraded in seaman'x clothes ouf of Dftre, pur« pin. Only to try yoq." J ilia notlllng pf the sort, my darling, I renounced my birthright, once and forever.partly on conscientious grounds and partly on grounds of personnl dignity, I may have done right; I may have done wrong, but at any rate alj that's Iqtw ainfj Ip'iA/aohwI and rifiW arid catj petft "be1 rwaoMd«ped, It's a eloMd uUftptar. 'lira#once an earl. I am an earl no longer. * The man who asks you—who dare hardly ask you—fay your love  is to all intents and purposes pie'fe A-fnrtfd Wllloughby, a comftion sailor, unfit for work, and an Artisbboo hopelessly maimed for a*V further naintins—In short, a man without Uxed occupation ot means ot livelihood."It was a (treat deal for Arnold Willoughpr, with bis past behind him, to say, but tt Wflflfa't erirmgh lot Kfetbleen. She WaM still jlpsatisfled. She; stood bef»re htm, trem* bliug and quivering ail brer with love, yet lust waving him back with one imperiouft band when be strove to draw nearer to her, "No, no," Bhe answered, holding nim off with her queenly gesture. "That's- not 1 "Is it a bin townf" he asked dubiously, for bis primeval notions of American geoy#nphy were distinctly hnzy. •;» -v '."The third W the tTnion," Mor- Umer knfcwered, eying him hnfd. ' "In the what?" Reggie'repeated, somewhat staggered at the sound. Visions of dome huge workhouse ros« dimly  before his vie**, ; "Hn Vhe' VirttoiV 8tmtes," Mortimer an swered, with a compassionate Smile. "In America if it comes to that—the third biggest in 4 mericH—iitattt thrce-yuartera the ii«oo( IVirls. Wilt a population of a million afford scojte enough for you 1" 1 that doesu't fcftuch," Morti- WlvU, practical. "aa long as attention is drawn to the work. It'll make the hook sell, und if you should want to write anything else on vour own It'll give you a start and wmure you " ' :'v "I don't waut attention under false pretenses," Arnold went on. "One doesn't to be doubted, und one dovc«\ want to'get credit for work cue hasn't done. I should hate to Ije praised so. It's only the translation Miat's mine. I've none of these imaginative gilts the oritic credits me with. Indeed I've half a Blind to sit down this minute to write and explain that 1 don't deserve either the r praise or their "censure." Fruii this jt.diitous course Mortimer did fot aeek to him, for, being an The readers of tuts paper wll) be pleated to learn that there is at least one dreaded dlaaaae that science has been able to cnra In all its stages and that is Catarrh. Hall's Catarrh Cure is the only positive cure now known to the medical fraternity Catarrh being a constitutional disease requires a constitutional treatment. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken Intercity, set log directly upon the blood »nd mucous surfaces of the sy«tem, thereby destroying the foundation of the disease, and giving the pa'ient strength by building up the oonstltutioa and assisting nature to do its work. Tha proprietors have so much faith in its curative powers, that they oler One Hundred Dollars for any ease that it falls to caret Send for ltat of testimonials. • lee Reward, *11OO. Farmers Take Notloa. We have tor sale at the Wyoming Valley Lumber Company yards, West Pitts ton, Canada Hirt\ Wood Ashes of the best quality. Partes wishing to use a few tons for the spring crop will do well to call on C F. Watrons, Jr., at the Lumber Co."8 offi.se, who will sell you any qnantity required (ron a bashel to 30 tons. Special arrangements can be made for car load lota. B. F. Mathkks, Geo. Manager, What I want. I watt it Hp pi ■'I' '" .** ■■ fl i ' "I 'I mjy& Kathleen clung to his hand. "I knew as much already," she answered 1 bravely, smoothing it with her'own. "That is to Bay, at least, I know from thfl day you frenfr away from yenice, and still more from the day when your oonsjn's claim was Allowed to hold gwxl by the house of lords, that yoa had relinquished once for all your tight to the peerage. I knew a man so just good as you are would rtrver allow yoiifcousta to assume the titlrt as his own jmd pen rail) hmv of It again. I knew that u y'eu eyftfMms terk If T-te ™ Jftmri Arnold fighting yont tJwrt' batUe on e*}Cl«l Wrna ngiiinst' the world, and, Arnold, now you're here, I don't care a pin on what terms or under yrhat name you come; It's enough for me to Jipve yoq hero agfdn With pie." "Thank you, Kathleen," Arnold said, very low, with ft thrill of deep joy. "My darling, your're too good foF nie." "But that's not all," Kathleen went on, with swiaiming eyes. "Do you know, Arnold, while you were away what I wanted you to come back for most was that I might set myself rlirht with vou; mltfht make you "It sounds well," Reggie admitted "And snptxise there are amusements there— something Uj occupy a fellow's mind in his spare time, or el.se I don't put much stock in it." "Don't do that," Mortimer said, laying one hand on his shoulder. "Nobody evtfi;. knows what he can do till he tidies. Why Death of Hn, J. It. Itoyle. Kingston, PCi Meanwhile the book made money. It was making money dally. And under these circumstances it occurred to Mr.' Stanley one morning to observe to his partner: • '' The wife of Dr. J Richards Boyle, pas'or of the First If. & Church, of Wllfcesbam, died very suddenly on Krldsy evening, at tha home of her parents, Mr and Mrs F 0. Kline, South Bethlehem, where she went two weeks ago on a visit. Her husband joined her there at 0.06 that eveDlng They chatted on the porch nntil 6:30. Then going upstairs Mrs. Boyle oomplalned of a smothering sensation and asked her hw btud to open the window. He did so hnrrl d'y. A moment later Mrs. Boyle died in his arms. She was 45 years of age Besides her husband, three children survive. The family are grief stricken over their terrible loss, which oame so suddenly. '• "J think the resources of Philadelphia wilt be equal to amusing you," Mortimer answered grimly. "It's a (leeent sized village." lie didn't dwell much upon the converse fact that Reggie w ould have to work for his 350. "My people in America will show him all that soon enough," he thought. "The great thing just now Is to jet him well out of England, 'by bende pf by &ook, and I leave'the way1 cleui" for that Ansel and Wlllgiighby." &J,D 7%- hi A Minister's Kxporience With Heart American born, he thoroughly understood the value of advertisement, and he knew that a lively correspondence on the authenticity of the book could not fail to advertise it better than WX) reviews, good, bad or in; different. So he held his peace and let Arnold do as hfe wotildibouthin reflation veracity, they were talking It over, however, the door opened once more, and in rushed Kathleen, brimming over with excitement! and eager to show Arnold another review, which shfi hud hiqijrt'ued to 9004° across in Ct dally paper.' Arnold took it up and read it. Ilis face changed as he did so, and Mortimer, who looked over his shoulder rut he read, Pould see that review, too, pon! allied precisely the sanie cause (if complain* from Arnold's point of view as the other one—it attributed the book as an original romance to the transcriber and translator and complimented him on his brilliant and Disc as#. Rev. L. W, 8howers, Elderton, Pa. Dddreas, F J. Chjcnxy & Co., Toledo, O. Sold by druggists, 75o. "I say, Lockhartj, don't you think it's about time for us to send a little check to that fellow Wmougfibyf*' "For muiy years my greatest enemy has been organic heart disease. From nneaslnese abont the heart, with palpitation, It had developed into thumping, fl,atteitag and choking sensations. Di. Agnew's Cure for the Heart gave instant relief. A few bottles have rid me of almost every symptom of heart disease It Is a wonder worker.'' Sold at James Kane's. Tfiere stood Kathleen, pale and panting, aeil. I want yqu tq know, to be row and certain peyond £he shadow of a doubt, I •tvfts not What you tooll Wie for. J yon to understand fihe whole rea) truth, I want you po sec for yourself what I thought pjt first. I want yoij to see when J beg*h to love you—for I did love you, Arnold, and I do love you still—and how and when I first discovered your real name and personality." She moved across the room from where she stnorl to ft desk In the corner. "Read this," she said simply, taking out a diary and handing it to him. "Begin there, on the Aft? I first met vou In London. XhC® Mr. Lockhart looked up from his papers. Bneklen*a Arnica Salve. "Well, you're right perhaps," he an swered. "He's a first rate man, uo, doubt, and wo had \»ook from hint, cheap. We gave bun £50 for it. We've made—let me see—I should say 700.  send him a check for 100 guineas, 'i'oy my soul, he deserves it." The beet salve In the world for Outs, Bruises, Sons, Ulcers, Saslt Rheum, Fever Sores, Tettsi, Chapped Hands, Chilblains, Corns nD4 al) Skin Eruptions, and positively ewes Piles, or no pay required. It is gnamnteed to give perfeet satisfaction or money refunded. Prioe 35 oenta pes box For sale by Win. 0. Prioe, Pittston, and Geo. D. Stroh, Wast Pittston. '• For Itufus Mortimer, having once espoused Arnold Willoughbu'n cause, was almost as anxious to see him satisfactorily settled iu llfu ki» if it had (teen tils own love affairs he was working for, not his most dangerous rival's." "All right," tlio senior p«ftner answered, drawing out his checkbook (®d proceeding to act at once upon the generous sugges- English Spavin Liniment removes all hard soft or callonwd lumps and blemish's from horses blood spavir s, cubs, splints sweeney, ring bone, stifles, sprains, all swollen throats, conghs, etc. Save $50iby nse of one bottle. Warranted the most wo- derfnl blemish cure ever known. Sold by J. H. Houok, druggist, Pittston, Ps offer was a tempting one. After a little humming and Rawing and some explanation by Mortimer of the duties of the situation—the last thing on earth that Reggie himself would ever have troubled his Jiwul about under the cirQuniatjuices—the tion Generous, I say, and say rightly, though it is the fashion among certain authors to talk about the meaeness aud stinginess of uubllshers. As a mutter of observation, I Use Well's Laundry Blue, tha best uluing for laundry use. Each makes two quarts. 16c. Sold by B. J. Dutkln Druigista say that their sales of Hood'aD Sarstparllla exceed those of all others* 'There is no substitute for Hood's. "Don't do that," Hforttmcr gald, layinQ one hand on h{$ ghtmk&r.