Pittston Gazette

              ■tablUhed 1SBO. I VOL. 1 No. 9 [ Oldest Newspaper in the Wvomine Vallev PITTSTON, LUZERNE COUNTY, PA., FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 29, 1899 A Weekly Local and Family Journal. J Sl.OO a Tear ; in Advance. THE FORAY OF THE ®T/ I l|H| COPVRKHT forward upon the table. One of his tipsy comrades solemnly emptied a glass of the spirit over it The fellow never even moved. The other five were leaden eyed and blinked stupidly one upon the other, drinking still with automatic insistence, clutching their glasses with nerveless bands. First one and then another yawned, rubbed his eyes, looked round gaplngly and then surged forward till he, too, like his leader, roiled his head upon the table and slept stertorously. Soon no sound came up to the watcher on deck save snores, a round ehorns of heavy grunts that shook the tumblers on the table and made the very deck planks tremble. the sentry ceased in the courtyard, tie could but have heard the clatter, and his suspicions were aroused. Then a desperate idea came into Desmond's head, "tfee-ow, yee-ow!" he mlawed, the tremor of his voice giving a particularly feline ring to the sounds. "Yee-ow, fzz-st!" And he spat and scrabbled at an imaginary rival, dislodging one or two bits of shale recklessly.horse in his delight and stood forward eager for the fray now his devouring anxiety on her account was appeased. He even ventured to smile comically. ed It Then, witn a burning face, Bhe gave a whispered command to old Stefan and began hastily to thread her way through the bushes and back Into the forest. veriest extremity of fear a scream burst from his lips and pealed down the empty passages and across the courtyard. MEN OF MARK. THE NEGLECTED WEDDING/ Maltre Labori is one of the best amateur athletes in Paris. Research Reveals That In Literature and Art It Hu Been Slighted. One of the oddities of literature is the reticence of authors concerning weddings. Bulky volumes are devoted to circumstantial accounts of the vicissitudes ot courtship, yet the wedding, the climax to which all the preceding chapters have led up, is dismissed In a paragraph. Often the novelist stops short at the engagement, leaving the reader in doubt whether the wedding ever took place i or whether the prospective bride exercised woman's Inalienable right to change her mind. All this is done notwithstanding the fact that the wedding day is popularly supposed to be certainly the happiest if it is not also the most important event in the lives of the men and women —a day of feasting and rejoicing, rich in what is known in Mew York daily newspaper offices as "human interest." It la a strange coincidence that artists seen to be as loath to depict the pleasing incidents of the wedding day as authors. Thousands of sheep and cattle pictures are in existence. "Holy Families," "Madonnas" and "Mother Loves" may be numbered by hundreds. There are enough paintings of "News From the Front" to show that mankind always have been kept well informed of the progress of events on the line of battle. Cupid, even, has had oo trouble in getting his pranks perpetuated in unfading pigments. Bat Hymen rarely has found an opportunity to "The little vixen!" he said. "To think that our release Is due to her disobedience. She will be neither to hold nor bind in future. But what next my dear fellow?" A hand was planted on his mouth. "No noise," said a fierce voice, and a bayonet point danced before his eyes. "Where does the lieutenant sleep?" demanded the same voice imperiously, and the hand was removed. Edward U. Whinton, the new copper king, began life as a stiver miner in Colorado.Desmond stood for a minute like one to whom the gates of paradise are opened. He regarded his right hand In a sort of ecstatic amaze. Then quickly he pressed it to his own lips, as If transferring that precious influence to safer keeping. As one in a dream he followed the other two, and the whole party disappeared in the mazes of the forest. Mr. T. W. Davis, ex-mayor of Peoria, Ills., although 72 years of age, is an inveterate rider of the bicycle, which he began to ride when 61. "According to old Stefan, the guardroom is in the far corner. There is a guard of a dozen and a sergeant The first thing is to settle them and get their arms. The rest he says, sleep in a long dormitory in the west wing. But they can wait till we overpower the others. We must do It in silence if possible." "Ugh!" grunted the sentry and, picking up a pebble, cast It at the roof and resumed his walk down the center of the courtyard. The stone fell within a yard of Desmond's face and, refunding, struck him over the eye. If he could have found It he felt he should like to preserve it as a precious relic. "My God!" muttered the bound wretch as he recognized the colonel. "How in the name of all the devils"— Lord Dunraven, who no longer cats any conspicuous figure in yachting circles, is said to have become a patron of professional pedestrianism. "Silence!" said Preobeslas sharply. "Answer only my question." Governor Pingree of Michigan says he knew nothing of politics and took no interest in them until he was 47 yean old, when he was elected mayor of Detroit. * Carel H end rick Kruger, a nephew of the president of the Transvaal republic, is a recent graduate of the Edinburgh university, where he won the Syme surgical scholarship. "Here—beside me—In the next room," stammered the fear stricken poltroon. "But you are not going to"— CHAPTER VIII They walked quickly through the fngio of the pine trunks, the girl leading. p»ir an hour saw them enter a little clearing of the forest where a trelllaed log hut centered. An old man, bent with age and with features furrowed by many a winter gale, welcomed HUmar with ejaculations of commiseration and anxiety. Bending her Into the inner room, be insisted on Desmond removing his coat and proceeding to dress the scarred side with a decoction of lily leaves and brandy. Then, with hospitable baste, he set bread and fish before them and waited on them, stopping now and again to pat bis young mistress' shoulder, muttering pious prayers to the mother of God and all saints to preserve his master, the colonel, and send him release from the hands of his enemies."Yes," said Stefan wearily. " 'Tis almost exactly opposite. But there the stream is deepest, though not so wide." OLD STEFAN'S VODKI—DESMOND EMU- Cautiously Stefan peered beneath the open skylight and looked down on the six motionless bodies bttacv. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he withdrew his head and descended into the cabin. He examined each man carefully and shook bis shoulders, clapping his hand upon them heavily while he bawled aloud the name of each torpid sot. No answer came to his callings. Not one of them so much as winked an eye. He came on deck again and went forward. Selecting a coll of rope, he took It back with him and with slow, methodical action took out his clasp knife and cut it Into short lengths. With these he bound each man securely hand and foot Then;* ranging them in a row upon the cabin floor, he placed a cushion or footstool beneath each head and left them there, "rigid, unconscious, lashed up Into the similitude of half a dozen graven images. Taking the rest of the vodki, he care- They opened the door again, and stealthily the line of sailors crept across the courtyard to where the red glow of a fire shone through an open doorway. A dozen gray uniforms showed patchlly through the heaped straw upon some truckle beds, but before the fire sat a single man and nursed his face, groaning eloquently, a sleep murdering case of toothache without a doubt The saloon of the Hendrik Hudson would have been a sore sight to the eyes of Menzies, the Scotch steward. If he had been there to see its terrible dlshevelment Round the table four dirty, sheep skinned soldiers sat and fingered a filthy pack of cards, in each mouth was stuck an evil smelling cigar, and innumerable stains of Jugs and tumblers marked the smooth mahogany. The cellaret doors bad been burst open by the kicks of lusty boots, and books, broken crockery and a heap of little knlckknacks strewed the floor. The company had evidently feasted where it slept. The dirty plates and knives of the previous evening meal were tossed carelessly Into a corner, unwashed and sticky. The mud of shore and forest was thick on carpets and chairs. LATES THE CATS. "Going to murder him? No, my arch scoundrel," said the colonel, with furious sarcasm, "though no doubt that's the course which would lend itself to your approval." And he turned away, with a gesture of disgust toward the door that led into the next room. He resumed his work at the next bar with greater caution, and, though it was stouter than the first an hour's work saw it too, broken. He twisted it aside and fastened his remaining rope to the side of the grating. Then, wriggling his body feet first through the opening, he caught the loose end between his hands and slid down Into the darkness of the barn. "Can we get Into the clump without being seen?" Senator Chandler of New Hampshire, beside* writing moat of the editorials in the Concord Monitor, read* a good deal of .copy and makes np the paper on his managing editor's day off. "Assuredly. None knows of our presence. We are not expected." Before he reached it it opened. A young man stood before him, staring with unutterable amazement Then like a flash the meaning of the situation broke upon him. The door slammed resoundingly, and the bolt could be heard shooting home. The three wormed and scuffled through the thick underscrub of laurel and rhododendron and by slow degrees and with Immense caution reached at last the water's edge beneath the tall trees whose branches shot out across the stream. Here they halted, and Desmond scanned the distance with his eye. "Come, then. I begin to see light" The Austrian explorer, H. Leder, who visited the ruins of Kara-Korum in 1882, is back again in central Asia and write* that he has good prospects of reaching Lhasa with the aid of the rulOT of Urga. Clinton Dawkins, now finance minister of India and Just appointed senior English partner of the great American banking house of Pierpont Morgan, Is a man of excellent family, which formerly held the earldom of Portmore. The prisoners must have heard his operations on the roof, but no sound came up to him." He landed gently on the floor, let go the rope and began to feel round him with groping hands. For a yard or two he crept about in the darkness, finding nothing. He gave a slight whisper. No answer came. With beating heart he strode forward, playing out his hands before him. Nothing met his touch but a blank walL With sickening disappointment at his heart he crawled round the walls, feeling, stretching, grasping at emptiness. He crossed and recrossed the floor aimlessly. The result was everywhere the same. His adventure was vain. The barn was empty, the floor smooth and void as when Hilmar played In It in the days of long ago. There was a hurried consultation. Then Desmond and Williams, a sailor of huge build and strength, stole into the portaL They exchanged a look, and Desmond nodded decisively. Like a flash they crossed the floor, and Williams' brawny palm was on the fellow's mouth before he could move. The sight of a knife gleaming In most unpleasant proximity to his throat gave him to understand that the tiniest sound would mean Instant death. "Down with ltr bawled Desmond savagely. "Don't let him escape. He'll get word to Osbrog and bring the cavalry npon us." And he flung himself upon the door, hammering at It thunderously. Half a dozen English fists* smote beside him, and with a crash the door shot from its hinges and gave crashlngly into the room beyond. It was empty, but through another open doorway a long passage showed, and they caught the flutter of a white shirt down the dlBtant corner. With a yell like wolves they bayed upon the fugitive's track and reached the top of a staircase as a door slammed at the top. Up they rushed and smote It to matchwood with their rifle butts. Again the room was empty, but the casement open. It gave upon the leads, and •ey Jostled each other eagerly In the narrow opening to gain the roof. For an instant they stood bewildered. Then from the river below sounded a splash. Down the leads they ran to where a lower roof stretched ten feet below that they were on. Swimming across the stream was their man, snatching his way through the current with long, desperate strokes, straining for the shore which was but ten yards distant appear on canvas. "How do they get light and air Into the barn?" he asked the old Jager. "Where are the windows V A careful search through all available data reveals ~ America of Incident* _ wedding day numerous ' in Cana" "Marriage* latter there lections alont It Is a poor ~ that does r rlage of St. „ four "Marriages only three otD total o' Robert B. Stuyveaant of New York bat just sold a plot of ground which has been Owned by the Stuyveaant family for 210 years. It was purchased directly from the Indians by Peter Stujrvesant, gov ernor of New Amsterdam. the existence in Europe and only 110 paintings portraying directly connected with the "p This does not include the conceptions of the "Marriage nor the still more numerou# of St. Catherine." Of these are enough in colt to fill a goodjfced gallery. English art collection, indeed* not contain at Jeast one "Mar- Catherine." The Louvre Ages of St. Catherine," but other paintings of weddings of 2,745 pictures. " data which contain refer-110 wedding pictures also A "There, at the edge of the roof, one of noble birth! Look at the eaves against the sky, and yon will see the bars stick ont In places." As they ate and fortified themselves for what should betide the old forester explained his doings since he left them to follow the soldiers. One of the men took a sup from a Jug beside him and cursed aloud. The colonel and the others entered silently, and with their own late bonds they corded up the poor wretch rigidly. Panic and surprise had most evidently routed toothache. His eyes were starting out of his head. The others still "To call this thin wash liquor," he complained. "I'd rather have the scourings of a vodki cup whence all had gone but the smell." Desmond slapped his leg Joyfully "By gum," be whispered, "I think I have it! What sort of aplace is it insiderW11 Ham M. Evarta' poor health is treated lightly by that statesman. When some Job's comforter recently told him he looked about half his former self, he made answer, "I wonder if the other half looks as badly as this one." "It is but a poor report I have," be said mournfully. "They are all bestowed in the orchard barn. The walls are three feet thick, as you know. And there la the moat How can we reach them?" "A Jolly, old, smooth paved, empty room at this time of year," said Htlmar. "I well remember playing there when I was a tiny child. The walls run up to the two windows Stefan ■peaks of. The rafters are bare. There is no ceiling, only heavy slabs of Btone upon strong beams." "Hog's drink, cat lap," agreed another. "Never a sup of real spirit can I find aboard—nothing but this watery red filth." It is asserted that the French president, daring his vacation at Rambooillet, has been shockingly disregardfol of conventional dress. He does not even take the trouble to knot his ties, bat ases ready made cravats or none at all. "Won't the people Join us? Bursty the whole village la at our bade to help their master V Menzles would have been delighted at this. None but he and his master knew the hiding place of the grogroom, by no means a bad plan on board a yacht if you can trust your steward, an exceedingly bad one if you can't. As this was borne upon him be turned despairingly to the rope to climb forth again and renew his search elsewhere. He clutched the rope and began to haul himself up hand by hand. There were a quiver and a grate from above. The iron framework stirred and began to move. He drew himself up with quick, desperate jerks. Too late! With a crash and a clang the liars came away from the walls and fell clattering to the hard stone pavement. A corner struck him, and, bleeding and half stunned, he rolled upon the floor, a prisoner indeed. The same encw to the  mention two paintings on divorce. A proportion of t rations to 110 marriages 8. "In sympathy, one of noble birth. But you don't remember. Let us pro- When arrested for shooting his wife, Robert Clemens, son of a rich fanner In Fayette county, Ky., defended himself dn the ground of his wife's deafness, saying that he put a bullet through the ceiling simply to attract her attention. divorce rate in art, aa in real lite rather high. An analysis of the statistics shows 41 of the 102 artists who have pal; pictures were American or 1 "Whafs to prevent our fellows climbing up and working through then?" demanded Desmond. A gtri ran aero** the glade and tank to her knee* betide Desmond'* body. "Yon forget, excellency. They are bound. The walls are smooth. The windows are heavily barred." The claret would have been the delight of a gourmet. Among these savage Tartars nothing Bhort of vitriol— and cheap vodki is that—deserved an encomium. So, though they continued to sup at the Jug perfunctorily, they didn't cease to condemn the contents. The irritation born of their unaccus- Mayor Josiah Quincy of Boston announces that after Jan. 1 he will devote himself to business interests rather than politics. He will start on a European trip as soon as his term of office as mayor'of Boston expires, having a particular desire to attend the Paris exposition. He says there is no truth in the report that he intends to move to Mew York. lish; out "Humph! Then what it wants is a friend on the roof who will file the bars, get In, cut their bonds and show them how to climb up a rope and on to the roof in America, 19 heir tions in New Tork tered all over Euro have chosen for tl dent directly com riage ceremony, other pictures are i ding and three 4 Eleven treat of Half a dozen ballets spattered about blm. One alone found a mark, and that but struck a finger. Before any one could reload be scrambled to his feet and shook his fist with a yell of defiance to the furious faces that lined the parapet. Then, barefoot and naked but for his shirt he raced for the padlock, where, tethered to pegs, a dozen, horses grazed. Hastily knotting. a head rope into a halter, he slipped the bars and led a pony out. He leaped upon its back, smote his hardest with bare heels upon its sides and with one last yell of derision swept down the forest glades and away Into the green depths of pine. "Gad!" soliloquized Desmond. "It's an infernal nuisance, bis getting away!" "A nuisance!" saidhe colonel qr' lyC "It's ruin. In an hour the ' ron from Osbrog -— 3 with scenes ff "And then?" said H11 mar breathlessly.tomed swlllings made them quarrel hugely over their cards. They bandied accusations of cheating freely from one to the other. The atmosphere was thick with noisome smoke qpd heated words. He tat there, waiting, watching, looking into the night. CHAPTER IX. "Then! Why, back to the yacht again and out to sea as bard as we can go." THE AWAKENING OF PAUL PBKOBE8LAB. fully bore It on deck and poured it into the sea. Then, lighting hie pipe, he drew a deck chair beside the taffrall and as the evening closed about him sat there, waiting, watching, looking Into the night, alert and expectant. The sentry in the courtyard kept to his ceaseless tramplngs. His thoughts were in the guardroom at the far corner of the buildings, where a fire made light and warmth. He shivered In the cold moonlight and longed for the appointed end of his vigil, yet a two good hours away, ne envied furiously his comrades stretched at length on the truckle bedsteads among warm layers of straw. STATE LINES. "But how can any one get on to the roof? There Is a river to swim. The walls are smooth and without a single crevice of hand bold. The drawbridge Is up at night No one can enter except under supervision." A copperhead snake crawled into a Kentucky coffeepot and poisoned a trio of colonels at a single sitting. However, snake poisoning la never fatal in Kentucky.—Washington Post. A hall came from their comrades on the deck. One of them thrust his head below the raised skylight, summoning them to come quickly. They reeled up the companion and stared stupidly round them across sea and shore. ' One of the men who had been on deck pointed to where a cleft In the ring of rocks showed the cliffs of the farther bay. About 300 yards away a man could be seen digging methodically at the crag foot. Beside him lay a browu object, indistinguishable at that distance. The fellow was throwing up the sand energetically and looked neither to the right hand nor the left There was but the one narrow slit In the ringing rocks that gave view upon him at alL It was evident he knew nothing of the nearness of the yacht discovery Five miles away beside the castle moat stood Hllmar and Desmond. Girt about his waist was a long coll of cord, and sheathed In his belt was his knife, flanked by a file and a brace of pistols. In his hand he held a crowbar. For an Instant he staid and looked down at his companion. The moment for the attempt was come. \ Corn grows so high in Kansas this year that when a rancher misftes some roasting ears from the stalks he is half inclined to think angels reached down and took them.—Denver News. Is Michigan getting moss on her back? Ona of her farmers was fleeced by green ies of 1 '1 have my plan," said Desmond hopefully. "Ifs a desperate one, 1 allow, but tbe case is desperate too. What I want Is a good long rope, a weight of some kind and a good file. I dare say my six shooter won't come amiss either. Now, yoa see this long arm of the poplar. It stretches half way across the stream. Suppose I crawl out as far as I can and tie the weight to the end of my rope. When I get as far as I can without the bougb breaking, I begin to swing the cord like a pendulum till it flies out right over the window bars. Then I let It drop a foot or two, and it catches and lodges in a corner of the grating. 1 shall pull It as tight as I can, and there you bare tbe bridge I want" mil In the combat. What betides? Then noiMlewly the barn door opened, and a soldier came out. For the moment wo are successful. Down come a couple of regiments and lavage the countryside. Two risings hare I seen. Every tenth man goes to the mines. The tax hangs over the land for years. I speak not for myself. My eld body Is nothing worth. Willingly would I give It for the master. But the others—that Is different. Besides, the man has a brace of cannon as well aa twoscore of the soldiers. Ever since be came be has known himself unsafe."Suddenly out of the emptiness of the barn behind him resounded a clatter and the ring of Iron. He stopped, swung upon bis heel and looked across at the building gaplngly. He Bwore with great exasperation. "The devil take all cats," he muttered, "and burn ail kittens! But I suppose I must examine."slept dreamlessly nor stirred a muscle. Beside each sleeping soldier two Englishmen took their stand. At a given signal a hand was pressed upon each Russian's mouth ana two vigorous arms encircled his unresisting body. In almost every case their wrists and ankles were firmly bound before they were fairly awakened. goods men in ! T"V-a II  "Goodby, Hllmar—dear!" The last word came shyly and haltingly. He looked at her half doubtfully. " I us." She turned her eyes up to his wistfully. They were shining with unshed tears, but her glance was britvc and there was no tremor in her voice. "Well, then," ly, "let's make a bolt for It at once. Please God, Stefan'B settled the yacht's crew." tntngv sue snouia aesire to conceal.— Memphis Commercial Appeal. We have troubles enough of oar own In this state without taking care of Arkansas' fugitive droves of negroes, the majority of whom are, of coarse, paupers and likely to become a charge on as. Still we are not as bad as Illinois—we don't use the military to stop the negroes from coming into the state.—Houston Post. He strode across to the door, fumbling at his keys. He leaned his rifle against the wall and inserted the key in the rusty wards. Slowly he pushed back the nail studded panels. Holding his lantern above his head, he entered and looked uncertainly about him. From behind the door a dark figure rose silently and with terrific force dashed an Iron bar upon his head. The unfortunate soldier dropped like a stone, a grunt as of a felled bullock Issuing from between his half closed lips. The lamp clattered to the stones and was extinguished in a moment. Then silently and carefully the door was closed upon the prostrate victim and his assailant. Lars Pladja came forward and began to interrogate the sergeant "Where are your comrades, and how many are there?" he queried. "Goodby, Desmond, dear!" she answered, with a tender Inflection on the word that had come so falteringly from him. She pronounced It steadily. Somehow her lips closed over it with a delicious pout. Desmond wavered and looked at her almost inquiringly. Then be stooiDed and kissed her and met with no repulse. The poor girl covered her face with her hands and sobbed. "My father, my father! What can I do? It la death tor him, death, and I am left alone! Oh, what can I do? What can I do?" Desmond put his band gently upon her shoulder. Yaroslaff, the corporal, snapped his fingers in his delight. "What should man bury here?" quoth he. "Why, what we're bemoaning the want of— liquor, my boys; good liquor. I've always heard this was a bay for the smugglers. He's leaving this for the Lapps without a doubt. Now shall we both preserve the law of the empire and get refreshment fit for gentlemen and soldiers. But quietly, you little pigeons, quietly, and well see what the old scoundrel's up to." A shot rang out from the forest, followed by a woman's cry. Desmond^ considered "But—but you can't swing across a thin rope like that." The sergeant stared up sullenly. "Ask the devil," he replied, with an oath. Charged With His Spool It has often been said that a a not stop to think when the ordC In a battle to charge, but just c head and goes forward In a sor trance, If there may be said to thing. Certainly something of fell upon Private A. A. Smith of Company K of the Colorado in the Philippines. He had got the lines to try to provide the me. company with some breakfast, wk order to charge was given. He had ing in his hand but a Urge which he had been using to dish oat beans, but he dashed ahead with the t er men. The element of comedy dial peared when he found a gun beside tl dead body of one of the enemy, and appropriating it, did good execution. Bat the men of his company have not yet ceased to celebrate his famous charge with the bean spoon. And they are right, (or the action of the gallant cook showed hat he was made of the staff of which leroee are manufactured. The war In he far east has been prolific in Incidents which go to show that the average man n this country is of good material.—Ne*s fork Times. : "No, but I can If It*s a thick one, and that It'll have to be If the others are to come back across It, When I get on to the roof, 1 can file the bars, drop down Into the prison, untie the others, and then back we all troop through the forest as bard as we can split Stefan says he's going to have the yacht ready for us. How I don't know, but tbafs his affair. Before morning we shall be 40 miles out Into the Baltic, and It's 20 to 1 on our eluding any old ark they've got to send after us. It's as simple as getting , shaved." A grim smile rose to the Finn's face. "No need to trouble the master when the servant knows," be said cheerfully. "I shall have to question you with fear, my friend, if you're obstinate." And he drew the sergeant's knife from his leathern belt. "If you forget the lessons of two years ago, sergeant, I don't." And he peered into the other's face. MATRON AND MAID. "Dear Miss Hilmar, there Is always hope while he Is alive. Don't despair. Tour cousin doesn't know there ate two of us hovering round to find every loophole of escape. The only guard will be from the Inside. We have every chance for a rescue." With the touch of that tweet farewell on his lips and no room in his heart for fear or aught but triumph he turned silently from lier and caught at a poplar bough. He swung his legs across it, rose up and gained another, higher. Thus from bough to bough he swung himself till 30 feet above the grouud he reached the great limb that shot out above the water, stretching far toward the castle w»iLi. He made his way along It inch by Inch, desisting only when its drooping twigs told him that the farthest point of safety was reached. He unslung the cord from his waist, attached to one end lils crowbar and silently began to swing It to and fro. Backward and forward It pendulated, widening Its reach at every beat, till finally its utmost swing brought It over the barn roof. There was a ring of metal, and the cord quivered and staid taut. Desmond pulled with all his strength. The rope was rigid. Then he lashed the end he held to the bough beside him. The gulf wis bridged. Rose Leigh, Lord Abergavenny's daughter, can lift a 200 pound weight. Mrs. D. Harry Hammer, a Chicago society woman, has a collection of 10,000 buttons. 1 They stole silently across the gangway and wormed among the shore rocks till in a circle they stood behind the man. Unconsciously he tolled on at his digging, and the grins grew upon the soldiers' faces. Finally, as he delved away, Vladimir, a young recruit, contained himself no longer. He burst into a roar of laughter and strode forward, holding his sides, nor were the others slow to join In his hilarious bawlings. The man started up with a jerk of surprise. He faced round upon them tremblingly, his eyes wid.» and staring. He sank upon the gaud and lifted his hands to the corporal appeallngly. Emma Goldman, the anarchist, vows that she will not stop fighting; trusts, capitalics and governments until society ia revolutionized. She dried her eyes and looked up at him with a gratitude shining In her face that sent bis pulses dancing. For another half hour quiet reigned In the courtyard. Then noiselessly the barn door opened, and a soldier came out. He picked up the rifle which still leaned against the wall and. swinging his keys In his hand, strode steadily up the yard and staid and listened at another door in the end of the same building. He stooped to the keyhole. A sound of measured breathing came from within, and an audible snore here and there broke the silence. He took his keys and tried ft em one by one at the lock. It was not till the fifth or sixth attempt that one fitted and worked easily through the wards. He pushed the door from him and entered. The soldier stared up In hesitating surprise. "Your' be muttered. "But we found your bones in the forest along with Karnovltcb's and the others and all. I thought the wolves had the lot of you." Among saleswomen of New York Mrs. Richard Croker enjoys the reputation of being the kindest and most considerate shopper in that city. U«S li- P- "You shame me," she answered. '•Just when I should be strong to plan for father I break down and whine like a beaten puppy. You are wounded and haw* nothing to save but your own life, and yet you are willing to risk It for us, whom you have only known for a week or two." Its just because I want the acquaintance to last a lifetime," said Hilmar and Stefan both shook their beads. The proposal seemed so utterly crack brained. Miss Kingsley, the explorer and traveler, was once the recipient of an embarrassing present—namely, 300 husbands, the gift of a savage chief. "Here I am ready to play the old game yon and Karnovitch taught," said Pladja, "unless you see fit to oblige with information." "Supposing the captain gets on to the roof," said the latter, "how does he know be can file the bars? The sentries will see him. He will only waste his own life purposely. Why not wait till they are brought out to travel down to Osbrog?" Lady Wolseley has been described as the best dressed woman in Europe. This verdict was passed by a Preach aristocrat in the Bois de Boulogne. The soldier shrank from him and shivered. "Curse you!" he mumbled as he eyed the blade then as It pricked his throat,•there are a score of them In the long dormitory." "My QodF' muttered the bound wretch. stood for a moment, with blazing eyes, as If struck into stone. Then he dropped upon the lower roof and thence Into the stream. Half a dozen strong strokes sent him across, and he ran dripping into the fastnesses of the forest. The others raced down the stairway, crossed the courtyard, let the drawbridge fall with a reckless crash and swarmed out upon his track. They had not far to run. Up the forest trail appeared two figures, a woman and a man. The former leaned upon the other's arm. The colonel was the first to recognize his daughter and ran toward her with a speed his old limbs might well have been proud of. Desmond, with a tender look In his brave eyes, and for the second time thpt morning Hilmar blushed delightfully beneath her undried tears. Mrs. Deland, the Boston novelist, is a football enthusiast like her husband, the Harvard coach, and is a regular spectator at all the Cambridge games. "Because we shall be three to 30j then," answered Desmond. "How can we attack half a company of armed soldiers? No; my plan la the only feasible one." "Mercy, captain, mercy! It is but a little I store against the winter." The corporal smote his shoulder in good humored ferocity. They took up the rifles of the soldiers and rammed home the rod of each to prove If It were loaded. Then, guided by Lars, they left the room, two remaining, with naked bayonets in their hands, ready to quell with a lusty thrust any noise or sign of resistance.It was by derlous ways and the darkest recesses of the forest that old Stefan took them that evening till from among the belt of laurels that fringed Mrs. Richard P. Bland is true to her late husband's memory. She wears suspended from her neck the first silver dollar coined under the Bland law. ▲ Fortu* Left Cwurded. A baggage truck stood on the Union depot platform the other day on which lay in carelesa fashion 11 chunk* of what looked like pig lead. They were shaped, for want of a more, familiar object, a good deal like sponge cakes, 6 inches high and perhaps 10 Inches by 7 across the top. The bottom was of slightly leas area. Stamped on one end of one of them was "1,088 ox." The rest were of about similar weight Ail bore the Imprint "999 fine." The pigs were silveE from the Argentine smelter and worth, on the market, $750 apiece. The truck's seemingly deserted and careless load waa worth $7,480.60. It is in this shape silk ▼er is shipped. There was little danger of any one running off with them, their weight was so great. — Kansas City Times. His lantern showed a bare, mud floored room, and lying about It In various attitudes of uneasy rest were 80 men, bound, draggled and filthy. With one exception they slept the sleep of hunger and ntter exhaustion. Bound hand and foot, leaning his back against the wall, was Colonel Preobeslas, blinking wearily at him In the dim light, his eyes peering out auspiciously from under his shaggy eyebrows. "Son of a dog!" he Bhouted. "As if I didn't know you and your ways! Why should Stefan, the forester, store good liquor out here? You want to trade with the Lapps, a thing strictly forbidden, as well you know, you desperate old contrabandist! Now a great fine will be due from you." He waited a minute or two to see if any sentry had heard the clang of the meeting iron. Faintly up and down the courtyard he could hear the regular beat of steps. These stopped, and the sound of a grating lock came distinctly to him across the silence of the night. A ray of light shot up through the casement in the roof. The man must have heard the faint clatter of the falling bar and was examining his prisoners to see if any one stirred. In some ways It was a fortunate matter. Seeing them safe and still bound, he would be less likely to visit them during the next hour or two. The light snapped out, and the bang of a shutting door re-echoed In the hollow of the yard. There was a jingle of keys as the warder drew them from the lock. Then to and fro the monotonous beat of the sentry was resumed. "I can't let you," said Hilmar desperately. "It Isn't honorable. Why should you risk yourself for us? No; I won't permit it" Mrs. Thomas C. Piatt is described as the castle garden they looked upon the prison house that held their friends. The castle and fell the outbuildings lay in the form of a square cpon an island circled by an irregular meat The river made a bend almost at right angles and looped Itself about a most unostentatious woman, tall, matronly, with dark hair, verging on gray. She wears little jewelry, though she is the owner of some famous diamonds. Up in the dormitory the scene of the guardroom was repeated. The 20 sleeping soldiers were pinioned and laid in rows upon the floor, and with their weapons the whole party were now armed. They returned to the guardroom. Desmond smiled quietly. "1 am going, Miss Hilmar. Don't let us discuss anything but the ways and means. After all. If I was taken we should be no worse off tnan we are now." American woman though she Is, the Duchess d'Arcos, wife of the Spanish minister at Washington, looks almost as much of a Spaniard as her husband. She has a strong face, with large, dark eyes. "Mercy!" said old Stefan, groveling. "Mercy, sir! It is a little, little barrel, and I am of the poorest. All mine is yours if you but forDear the reporting of me." Ml acre of grass land. A channel cut across the narrowest diameter of the promontory made the water defenses entire. On the fsr sides of the stream were walls both broad and high. The only entrance was by a drawbridge "Curses be yours, fellow!" he said In Russian. "Can't we get any sleep without being roused up and stared at everv half hour of the nlsrhtT" The soldier carefully closed the door, set down his lantern and advanced toward him, a knife gleaming In his hand. "Much worse off," replied Hilmar, "because you, too, would be in the Desmond saw with no envy the kiss the daughter placed upon her father's forehead. One as warm and perchance as fond bad greeted him upon the lips but a minute before. Mme. Patti has been obliged to make a rule that she will never kiss anybody except her family and intimate friends. After one of the concerts that she gave in New York no less than 3,000 ladies insisted on embracing her. Lars began to play the Inquisitor again. His methods were directness Itself. He presented each query at the point of the knife, and the others jerked out replies with unwilling swiftness. By these means be learned in a very short space of time that seven servants slept on the top story, that Paul Preobeslas had the room that fronted on the top of the staircase—the colonel ground his teeth; the room had been Hilmar's—and that besides him «nd the lieutenant in charge of the soldiers no other person was In the house. "This," said Yaroslaff, picking up the barrel, "is neither yours nor mine- It belongs to the state, in whose name { confiscate it. But our Little Father, the czar, always judges the laborer worthy of the hire. I have exhausted myself in tracking this foul piece of smugglery. 1 need a tonic. Here I shall find it Whose vodki is it O wicked old man?" sad beneath an arch. Along the wall "My Hilmar, my Hilmar!" the old man kept repeating as he held her to him and stroked her glossy hair. "But the shot, my child—the shot!" The Duchess of Marlborough has some strauge pets in cages at Blenheim. Eagles, vultures, an ibis and a garter snake are among the number. The last named was purchased by her grace on the banks of the Nile and is an especial favorite. bead the clank of weapons was to be —beard, showing that beneath them strode. It was a fortress seemingly impregnable. "Tls the eastern wing that holds the great barn, and there they are bestowed," said Stefan sadly. "Nothing but artillery could pierce those walls." Hilmar stared at the gray stones hopelessly, her gaxe finally wandering to Desmond's face with a glance of despairing appeal. He was gnawing his mustache as be silently ruminated on the situation. Then he broke out: "One of the worst difficulties to me is the getting awuy. If we did manage Iff release them, therp is still fhe guan} on the yacht They'll have to bring out your father and the nhrt to get them down to Osbrog. We might manage something on the way, but without the yacht to get off in what could we dor A Hetfcod of Om« P&later. "You cursed assassin!" said the colonel, staring up at him fiercely. "Do you mean to murder me?" 1 G. F. Watts, who is now in his eightythird year, constantly exposes his canvases to the foil rays of the son to let the light burn into the wet paint and drx with It. He believes there need be na fear of fading after a process that so se-; verely tests the colors. Mr. Watts uses) no maulstick, his brashes are of a great) sise and hardness, and he has always been more fond of stippling than olj delicate brash work, often pounding thq color into his canvas to insure permanence. He has rarely worked directly) from the living model, but modeled tragi mentary studies in wax and clay for thai' particular parts of the figure required iq his picture. She smiled up at him. "It wasn't aimed at me, father. That man on horseback, with—with not much on"— and she smiled irresistibly and gave a little blush—"he snatched at me as he passed and tried to drag me up to his saddle. 1 didn't want to kill him, so I shot his horse. He was stunned for a moment Then Mr. Desmond ran up, and he fled barefoot into the forest." The soldier put his lingers warnlngly to his lips, bent down and with a neat slash or two smote off the lashings that bound the colonel'* feet and hands. Preobeslas felt a salt tear drop upon his face as the other bent aver him. Desmond gripped the rope with both hands and swung his knees across it. It ran at a steep angle toward the roof, and It took him all his strength to restrain too swift ft descent. Checking his way strenuously with alternate graspings of the cord, he slid down and alighted beside the window grating.Hetty Green has a fancy for moving from place to place. She will stay a week in a hotel in New York city, then pack up ull her belongings and go to some town in New Jersey, where she spends a week or two, as suddenly leaving thnt to return to New York. "Ivan's," answered the old jager, trembling, "but"— "Iran's!" yelled the corporal. "You waste on filthy scum of Lapps the divinest elixir ever distilled! Of a surety, Stefan, you are imbecile fw well as particularly evil. 1 taste to see if you lie," Having gained this information, a select party, consisting of Desmond, Barr, the colonel and half a dozen sailors, set out to verify matters. The others, with rifles loaded, sat down with much content before the guardroom flre to warm their stiffened limbs. He looked up amazedly, then started back and rubbed his eyes, petrified with astonishment. "Desmond!" he exclaimed. "Desmond! Have you risen from the dead?" Mme. Rostand, wife of the author of "Cyrauo de Bcrgerac," has a gift of her own for writing verses. Not long ago some of them were recited by Sarah Bernhardt at one of the matinees which Paris journals delight to give. Lucky Mine. Itostand! Bernhardt's voice is of gold. If she but read a time table, it w-told sound like a ooem.  He raised the keg and took a mouthful. His eyes rolled. He gasped as be set it down and slapped his chest ecstatically. He had to use the utmost caution to prevent dislodging the atone roof slabs. Splinters, the result of many a winter's frost, lay about him In heaps. Fortunately those be displaced fell almost noiselessly into the stream. Any one hearing them might mistake them for the rioe of feeding fish. He took from his pocket a little Jar of grease and smeared It on the central bar of the grating. Then with bis rasp he begau to rub at the iron, eating steadily through the metal, which was rusted by storm and damp to half Its original thickness. He kept to his work without ceasing, save to rub now and tgaln more grease Into the niche he uiuue, swiugiba me uDug uie uuch wuiu and forward, pressing desperately upon the bars, gasping with excitement and the energy of his toil, the perspiration raining from his forehead. "You shot the horse!" shouted the colonel. "My child, you've saved us. Now we shall reach the yacht safely. Nay, we will take our spoil after all. Paul shall help carry it. My brave girl, my brave girl!" The sham soldier laid his finger on his lip. "No noise If you can help, colonel. Everything is yet to do. Hlluiar la safe," he whispered, "but we must get these others freed. And then the business Is half begun. We must surprise the guard and get their rifles." - » Thu* grave these words upon thy soul— j The dreams of Taul Preobeslas were sweet The roseate probabilities of the future danced in fantastic exaggeration through his brain. He saw himself powerful with his new gotten wealth, confirmed in his stewardship of his outlaw cousin's estates, moving on by cautious steps to the satrapy of Skelllgen, viceroy at last of Finland, honored and supreme In the councils of the White Czar. Some outside influence moved against his domination. There was a revolution. The Finns, lashed to fury, were about his patlu Their knives gleamed against him.  was down, and over him stood a furious mob desiring his life. He wrestled furiously against them, beating off their desperate grasp. The imaginary swept'Into the real. He awoke gaining consciousness of present peril. The influence of his dream still clouded upon his brain. Was this indeed the howling turmoil that desired his blood? St. Paul! They were silent Hope, faith and love—and thou ihalt find Strength when life's surges maddest roll, Light when thou else wert blind. —8chill«r. "You forqet, excellency. They are bound. The vxillt are smooth." hands of those wretches. Is it nothing to me, do you think," she added, with sudden passion, "that you should risk your life?" "Ivan's liquid fire, by all thafs holy!" he liawled. "Nay," as the others crowded round, demanding their share, "nay, lads! This must be wasted In no unmethodical swlllings on a forsaken shore. Let US have it in well ordered cups in the comfort of the cabin. The court adjudges Stefan to hard labor as watch on deck while we dispose of the spoil." And, tucking the keg under his arm, be marched back to the ship, while the soldiers rained their rude attempts at wit on the old forester, who followed them submissively, They hurried back to the castle, and the arrangements for the departure were quickly begun. The mob of soldiers and servants was collected in the courtyard and the whereabouts of the treasure elicited from Paul Preobeslas. The threats used to him by Lars Pladja were not overheard by either the colonel or Desmond, or they might have felt constrained to interfere. They were uncommonly effectual. THE COOKBOOK. When making mustard add salt and a few drops of white wine vinegar, if you wish to keep it. Hilmar translated to old Btefan. The colonel was still staring, staring as one in a dream. "In the name of goodness"— he began. "That's no great difficulty," said he. "It the captain of noble birth can extract them from these walls, I will charge them myself with the guard on the yacht There are but a half dosen of them," he added contemptuously. Desmond's eras lit up ifUb § glow of tenderness. '*1—1 hoped It might be something," be said simply. "But do you think there Is no happiness to me in adventuring something for you and yours?" Beware of canned fruit if the ends of the cans are bulged out. It means that the fruit has fermented. Desmond held up his hand. "Not now, my dear sir. All In good time. Come with me." And he walked across to where Barr snored heavily in the far corner, his head pillowed on a heap of floor scrapings, lifc bound limbs huddled into a kuotted pose of discomfort.To sauter means to fry things lightly by tossing them in a frying pan with a email quantity of butter. cried Hllmar. "You!" "Tea," answered the old man meekly, "bat that you shall see when the time cornea. The first question Is the scaling of these walls," Pesmpnd was still staring at the that stood out 1b such uncompromising grlmnesH across the sheen of moonlit water. Unconsciously he gnawed at his fingers, thinking, planning, rejecting desperate proposal after proposal as they formed in his brmlq. Suddenly at the far corner of the building his gaze strayed and fixed itself. Still gnashing at his knuckles, M looked gpd looked, working and turning over his new formed Idea. Be tamed to his companions. Always buy a small, hard cabbage in preference to a large, loose leaved one— h will taste better and there will be taore of it. Hllmar looked up at him for a moment without speaking. Her eyes were like stars In the soft twilight of the shadow. The coal bags and their contents were soon arranged anew upon the pavement and distributed among the captives. The share apportioned to Paul was by no means light Lars saw to this with much pleasure. Then the doors were thrown open, and with the crowd of carrier* in the center and the armed sailors on each side the return march to the sea began. The six swaggered joyously across the gangway and descended Into the cabin. Stefan they bade with many Imprecations to stay on dec! and summon them if any one appeared. Then shortly from the cabin came sounds of the clink of glass and boisterous toasts and jestings, rising at last to uproar as the hot liquor fumed Into their brains. They cut his cords and passed on. Thus they made the tour of the entire number. Desmond cut, and the colonel staid for a moment beside each half wakened man to convince him of Ids freedom and to Impress the necessity for silence Into hia sleep dulled brain. "It must be as you wish/' she said gravely. "But If you are taken—are taken"—and a sob escaped her as she strove for words—"what has life left for meT" To make a good fish iauce take Borne plain, thick, melted butter and add a teaspoonful of mushroom ketchup with the same quantity of pickled walnut, Stopped finely. Half an hour of unceasing toil, and the lwr broke. Rising to ids feet he sought a sure foothold and then seized the severed end and tore it slowly back. The metal, softened by exposure, gave under his strenuous tugs. Unfortunately as he bent and pried it back the far end snapped at the angle of the l»end. With a clatter that sounded out with horrible he fell prone upon the roof. lay still, his heart throbbing in great beat* that seemed to suffocate The steps of s "The memory that to two men at least you were all In all," said Desmond, and be put out his band and m?t hers as It strayed toward hint, as if it sought support In this sudden strain of despair. "As If 1 could fall now I" he added triumphantly, pressing the shaking little palm. BRIEe NEWS NU I ES. Miners arriving at Seattle from Alaska declare the Cape Nome goldfields to be very rich. Finally 30 men stood up, wakened, free and burning for what might betide In the matter of revenge for their captivity and despoiling. It took but a few moments to Inform the colonel of the manner of his daughter's escape and her share In Desmond's rescue, old, wajmlqr iportqd like a war; now, but no less grim Life and death then, who shall heed it, what we gain or what we lose? Pair flies life amid the struggle, and the cause for each shall choose. He twisted his bead from side to side. Something held it level with the pillow. He blinked upon his captors. Heaven! They were of no flesh and blood. There, heading them, stood that dog of an Englishman whom he iftfL munterml twn tiny 1ft Uiu The natives of Paongan, Tib«t, hare driven out of the pro vine* a number of British missionaries. The turmoil lasted but a short time. The jests grew less frequent, the snatches of song more maudlin. Finally both died away Into Incoherent mutterlngs. The corporal's bead began to Hear a word, a word in Beason, for the day is drawing nigh When the cause shall call upon ua, some to live umI tunc to dtet Captain G. Reed Wilson, quartermaster of the Sixty-ninth regiment, N. G., 8. N. Y.. has died from. maUrte contracted »t Carnu 4i*«r. Bnddcsljf, impulsively, the girl raised w A _ j-WUlina Murna.