Evening Star Newspaper, May 2, 1891, Page 7

THE EVENING STAR: WASHINGTON. D.C. SATURDAY, MAY 2, 1891-SIXTEEN PAGES. A MARCH T0 THE Z00.| A Procession of Beasts Soon to Move to the New Park. WORK ON THE GROUNDS. A Trip Through the Inclosed Acres—Bear Pits Blasted Out of the Cilffe—The Carnivora se and the Klephants’ Home—Roads and Bridges. A VISITOR WHO COMES WITHIN the realms of the new Zoological Park on Rock creek these lovely spring days the scene that spreads out before his eyes is one of bus- tling activity and progress. Bridges are being built, roads repaired and put in shape and number of handsome and substantial buildings are being erected. Even to a casual observer it is evident that the Zoological Park is be- ginning to be a live reality and that the stereotyped phrase “proposed zoological park” must soon be abandoned for all time. Tt seems hard to realize that within such a trifling distance from the center of the city it {s possible for one to plunge right in among the beauties of nature in her wildest form, a8 ene can doalong the picturesque shores of Rock creek. Wave, light, rock and bird not to mention, trees, flowers, grass and wild animals tare all there in profusion. Thevare there with the exception, that in, of the wild animals, and they are going to be put there some time next month, providing the weather and the contract- ors do the best they can. ‘What good news this would be to the buffalo, ‘the elk and bears and the various other speci- mens treated of in zoology that have been eooped up 80 long in cramped and _uncomfort- able quarters in the rear of the Smithsonian Institution could they but know that soon they ‘are to be taken out toa place that is in every way fitted to their various needs by the fair band of nature and the efforts of man. The buffalo may roam aad have all the room he wants for it The prairie dogs may burrow and build areal prairie dog town, instead of playing idly over'a zinc floor. ‘The raccoons Will have a genuine ‘coon tree that is one of the biggest in all the = and even the new circus elephant will at last find a congenial rest- ing place to spend his time after wandering around the country, taking fitful naps in bis canvas home between his peanut and popcorn bangueta Its variety and wonderful edaptability to ite PUrposes are the two most striking features about th Nature has done so very much that is comparatively little left for man todo. When it gets the animals there will not be such another zoological park in the world. The park is there all right now. r ‘THE OLD QUARRY. ‘The big board fence that has been built up around it all incloses 167 acres of land lying on Doth sides of the creek just beyond the city Umits. Few people who have mot been out since the limits of the park wére definitely decided upon have any idea how near and ac- cessible its. ‘The entrance on tie old querry road is within less than eight minutes’ easy drive of the head of 16th street and when the new Connecticut avenue line is completed it will drop almost inside one of the gates. For those who go out Lith street the route lies slong Columbia road, then into the Quarry road, the first that bears directly down the bill into the valley of the creek. ‘On one of the pleasant mornings this week a Strap reporter took a trip out to the park to see what the chances were for an early spring opening with the animals at « special attrac tion. The chances are first rate. The inclem- ent weather earlier in the season seriously in- terfered with the work upon the b and the roads, but the continued stretch of fine weather for several weeks past has brought a ebange in all this, and now everything is in avery forward state. The remainder of the party that day consisted of Mr. A. B. Baker, the property clerk of the park, Mr. W. H. Blackburne, the bead keeper of the animals, and Mr. Richard Sweeny, the accomplished driver. whose special «ubject in the zoological line is the horse in all his attributes, but more especially in his capacity as a dranght animal ding down the hill into the creek valley the boundary line of the park is crossed a sbort distance before one reaches the old Quarry road bridge. ‘THE FIRST VIEW OY THE PARE. From this point the view is one of decided beauty and gives capital first impression of the park as. whole. ‘The general effect is some- thing like that of an amphitheater. The creek Dearing off to the left in the immediate fore- Ground sweeps around in almost a semi-circle, and may be seen for a considerable distance. the left bank rising abruptly into densely wooded hill, while on the right, in front of the entrance, there is a quite a level stretch of meadow land. Beyond this is a wooded elevation running on up the creek.and right cut on this point of land, not a furiong beyond the may be seen the stately stone structure thatis to be used asa carnivora house. This ie rapidly approaching completion and will soon iy for the accommodation of sum- mer boarders. These will probably decide to y indefinitely, for they will difficult to get away. A NEW BRIDGE. ‘The familiar old wooden bridge by which the Toad crosses the creek will very soon be super- seded by @ more elaborate one that is now being built a rod or two upstream. The big stone piers are already in pluce and. Inst week were opened for the work on the super- structure, which will be rapidly pi to completion. Tits BEAR Pits. ‘The first point of interest for the practical student of natural history will probably be the Dear pits. These are three in number and are Fare nay wetiey Wait oni the loft and be- fore crossing the creek. It is an ideal pits and could not be better if it lace for made to order. been for bruin to leave the home that has been ee ee way unless be puts upa very hig! jer and then goes. that. The level ground in front of the elif wi soon be | | to be roomy and will take in just the sort of called for. stantial and middle one level of the ground, being reached and rocky path. This from a bear's point of view would probably be considered the most desirable of this row of apartments. Into these Mr. Bruin may retire from the heat of the day or the rain and snow of winter and medi- tate at his ease upon the comforts of life under a system of protection and supervision. Hiber- nation ought under these circumstances to be- come a positive delight. Who would not be a bear with ail the comforts a bear could ask for, and with none of the ills that flesh is heir to? ROCKY MOUNTAIN SHEEP AND DEER. A little farther down, where the rocky face of the hill is not quite so precipitous, there is a point that would seem to be especially adapted for the mountain sheep, and this may possibly be placed at their disposal. It is at no great distance from the water, and, in fact, it seems everywhere as though the creekiruns just about where it is wanted. ‘The big piece of low land that is surrounded by the bend in the creek has been leveled, dressed with fertilizers and sown in so that aetretch of green sward will not be lacking in the landscape, ‘Tho decr ards are to be placed farther up the stream. "There will be two of these at first, and they are nite capacious apartments. Th of the three lo somewhat above the ort ground the deer likes best. Already the collec- tion includes a number of the cervidal and two | more will be added to the herd next week, for on Monday Mr. Biackburne is going up the Poto- mac to Woodmont to get a fine pair of Virginia deer that have been presented by Mr. Evans. It is hopeg, too, that before long two or more specimens of the fleet-footed antelope of the plains will take their first drink of the waters of Rock creek. When they have taken their first drink they will have to sta; another, for a fence will be put up so high that it will be impossible for them to come down into town to get a drink of any- thing else. Mr. Baker recently had a letter from a man in the west who has made » num- ber of additions to the collection stating that he thought he would beable to accommodate them with some antelope. It is more than probable that the offer will be accepted, for an- telope are not as common as railroad accidents nowadays. A PRAIRIE Doo cITr. On some specially favored spot on this low ground will be laid off a suburban town wherein subterranean homes will be dug by the citize: themselves, who will live with more comfort and convenience than they have ever known when confined within the more restricted lim- its of the city. Did you ever see a community of prairie dogs at home? Well it’s just about as interesting and curious a set of beings as one often meets with and if you have seen the Little band plasing merrily away in their little wire cage down in the Smithsonian col- lection it will pay you to go outa few weeks hence to see how much merricr and spright- lier they areas they sit basking in the sun above their funny little holes in the ground, grinning saucily at you or dodging from the very sight of you. The town is to be surrounded | by @ wire fence, to keep the rabble out. This fence will need have a foundation, running far down into the ground, to keep those fool- | ish, sharp-nosed little doggies from burrow- | ing their way out into the cold, cruel world and losing themselves from view. ‘THE PERSISTENT PECCARIES. The collection already embraces four more animals of the “rooter” class whose fence will have to be well planted to keep them from nosing around too much. These are peccaries, wild of the southwest, that are about the most vicious and most dangerous animals a man can ever encounter. Running in big | droves, if they ever get a man treed they wi wait patiently at the foot for days until he out, and then he is lucicy if as much as a, button or tooth filling is left for purposes of identification. No funeral services are ever There are old hunters who say they would rather meet # panther or » grizzly any day than a drove of hungry peccaries. ‘The four in the collection are considerably smaller than an ordinary domestic pig and con- siderably less ferocious, but if it ever comes to a fight to a finish between a peccary and the Dest of fighting bulldogs it is « good plan to lay all odds in favor of the rooter. OTHER WILD BEASTS. The collection that has already been brought together, soon to be taken out to the park, is by no means a small one and isa very promis- inning to say the least. It is especially that belong to North America. Among the most recent acquisitions are a jine big panther and a pretty but treacherous little ocelot from South America. The task of re- moving this good- nucleus of a menagerie to its new quarters will be no slight one, and will be attended with considerabie interest for those who are not called upon to take an ac- tive part in it. ‘THE CARNIVORA ROUSE. By far the larger part of the collection will find its way directly into the carnivora house atthe park. ‘This is by long odds the largest building now being erected, and is likely to re- main, for a long time to come at least, the most important structure in the As a result the site that has been chosen for it is about the finest in the inclosure. The house is of Tough-hewn stone and is graceful as well as length of time in building. There isa large force of men at work all the time and each sun that sets at the close of a pleasant day sees good deal accomplished since it rose in the morning. THE "COON TREE, On the right of the road a short distance farther into the woods stands @ huge tulip tree that is designed as s home for the coon family. A considerable yard will be inclosed around the foot of it and here as well as in the branches of the great tree they may frolic and play or conduct themselves in any cther manner that may be more pleasii 6 Fac- coon taste. If the small boy in his admiration for a free circus becomes too aggravating they may tuck their little ‘cons into their vest pockets and find rest and solitude higher up in the shadow of their family mansion. AT Wonk ON THE ELEPHANT HOUSE. The sound of many hammers pounding away in the depths of the pine woods on the day Taz Sram man visited the park showed that carpen- ters were at work there as though they were | anxious to finish the job as quickly as they could. And such was the state of the case, in truth, for they were building » home for the new circus elephant, the most recent addition to the list and the first of all the animals to be brought out to the Zoo. He was then ex- pected on the following day, and when his erstwhile owners and keepers should have folded their tents like the Arabs and got out of town with more or less silence it was but right and proper that his paechydermatous majesty should have a roof above his head and a floor beneath his fect. It was but natural that he should be very lonesome at best, separated from the herd and alone, and the least that could be done was to make him comfortable. But whether it be built in a hurry or at leisure an elephant house must be large and it must be strong. and this house, though ‘built for early occupancy. was built as a permanent dwelling. It must also be a lotty place, for all the rafters and su) have to be placed out of reach of the elephant’s prehensile trank, lest, ‘econd Samson, he pull the walls down upon his very head. ‘The elephant house is an octagonal building and when finished and all the trimmings are on will have something the effect of an orienta! pagoda. There is noth- ing flimsy or trifling about it, however. It wouldn't do with a three or four-ton elephant asan occupant. The foundation stones are granite blocks placed on end and buried for = distance of eight feet under the earth. On top of these were placed cross beams of unusual width and strength and theee in turn were covered with extra thick planking fastened down with ten-penny spikes. One of the heavy granite supports was arranged so that one of the huge besst's feet might be chained down close to mother earth, and other arrangements were also made for securing him in case he | tht might become obstreperous. Several bales of hay were ordered, and everything was done that could be done in advance to make the ex- peanut and candy favorite comfortable and allay his pangs of homesickness. ‘TRE BUFFALO MOUSE. Half hidden away under the trees and some- what back from the road stands ® roomy rustic building that will soon give roof and shelter to the buffalo and clk in the £00's col- lection. ‘The building is finished off in the nat- ural logs and is » particularly pleasing structure, well fitted to its uses and in harmony with its surroundings. It was designed by Mr. Pierce, the Boston architect, who planned the big animal house; but both these buildings were erected under the supervision and advice of Mr. Victor Mindeleff, the local architect, SEW BRIDGE srTr. imporing in strle. It stands well out on the point of Innd that overlooks the valley = few rods back from the main road. It is rapidly spproaching completion and as there is not much to be done in the way of plastering and interior decorations a few weeks more of such work as the last few weeks have seen shonid put it in condition for ocoupancy. The house is much longer than it is wide and for the most has but one story, with a deep cellar un- ler all. ‘The interior arrangement is rather « simple one, consisting of a corridor down the center, with the cages on both sides of itas well as both outside and inside. Inside the build- ing the dividing bars between the cages run back to the wall, which in turn is picrced by ings leading into the outdoor cages, so t the animals may come in and out as their fancy dictates. This is in accordance with the general policy of giving all the animals as much sunlight and outdoor life as is and in keeping with their habite of life and their previous condition of servitude. Thus the lions and tigers may wander at will into their outer halls and keep a watchful eve upon te road that lends ie = park and get the irst view of the people who are co; out to haves look at them in turn WHERESTHE ROAD GOES. ‘The road that leads past the animal house plunges directly into the woods again just beyond the house and finally ru: Connecticut avenue extended, which nish another means of entrance fact that done this neglected and considerable done upon it, not without work that still remains H iyi begeviile i 1 who has done considerable clever work in con- nection with the new park. ‘The buffalo house stands well up on the sum- mit of the hill ina spot that would command a fine view of the creek valley were it not so densely covered with trees. It is a fine loca- tion for a buffalo yard, for it can be fenced in in such a way that the animals may have the run of the hillside down to the water and in- the ordinary pickets or barbed wire. These rode can be screwed up tight, o that the fence 7 be almost as asa stone wall. HOIST WITH HIS OWN PETARD, animal | ASTORY OF THE OILCOUNTRIES rnum's circus and in connec- tion with the show business has traveled widely and seen much. He talks interestingly about his travels and experiences, but in conversation that he had never ‘adapted for a z00 e European capitals, he said, have nothing that can com- are, with it rl yor of natural advantages. that is needed is money and a little time to make of it the finest zoological park in the ‘wor! ‘The management of the park is vested in the board of regents of the Smithsonian, course its secretary, Prof. 8. P. Langle real head. The acting manager of Dr. Frank Baker, who is well known as tist. He has contributed largely to biological knowledge. In addition to his experience as a naturalist he much executive skill, which has been of value in connection with the work of the park. Dr. Baker's assistant is Mr. A. B. Baker, who has the title of property clerk. The two mei though having the same name, are not rela ———____+ee—____ CARRIE BROWN’S MURDERER, Inspector Byrnes Tells More About the Case—The Woman's Body Claimed. The fact that Inspector Byrnes believes that he has the murderer of Carrie Brown of New York was announced in Thursday's Star and the chain of evidence against “Frenchy No 1,” or Frank Sherlock, was described: “Now, as to the man who went to the room with Shakespeare,” the inspector continued; “we arrested ‘Frenchy No.2,’ about whom there had been so much talk, on Sunday morning. We found that he had spent the night of the murder ata place four anda half miles away from the scene of the murder. The people he was living with convinced us that it would have been impossible for him to have been away from the house two hours that night without their knowledge, and we are satisfied that it would have en him that much time to go from where he was to the scene of the murder andreturn. We id ‘Frenchy No.’ 2 go. The man who went the room with Shakes- re left the hotel an hour later. There is \is to be said of him: If hi he will naturally not co. knowledge the fact that he went to the hotel ber the woman. He would be ashamed to 0 it. “Now we come to the knife with which the murder was committed. We cannot trace the knife to ‘Frenchy’ or any oneelse. It isa very common sort of knife, and such as might be on banana ships.’ It iseo common and cheap that there is really no way of tracing it. It is such a knife as might have been used about akitchen to tatoes with. Noman who had premeditat murder would have taken that knife with him to commit the deed. now working to try and trace the knife to ‘Frenchy.’ That is why the inquest was ad- journed today to give us time.” The prisoner, who gave the name of Geo. Frank, was arraigned before Judge Martine yesterday upon the sworn information of the district attorney that he, Mr. Nicoll, charged Frank with the killing of Carrie Brot other- wise called “Shakespeare.” hearing was postponed until the conclusion of the inquest. The body of the murdered woman was claimed by Mrs. Emma Allen, her daughter, who livesin Salem, and by her order it was sent to her home to receive decent burial. ‘THE INSPECTOR'S PROCESSES DESORIBED. A Now York special says in regard to In- spector Byrnes’ success in catching the mur- derer: The inspector has felt more keenly than he ever has the necessity which has been upon him for a week to make good his frequent declaration that crime of “Jack-the-Ripper” sort could not be committed in New York and the assassin escape, and it now seems that the very man whom the inspector first suspected the first one to be arrested is the murderer. ‘The story which the inspector tells, and with much dramatic power, of the detective pro- cesses which led up to the arrest of the man sounds like a story of the French masters of coteere) aay po pact oe it in eid of monologue; itis » ghastly and yet graphic ee He summoned a number of awe Sper mon and told it to them and repeated it several of the city offigials, and they from his narration as would have se from a theatre where a lerly actor had been rtraying @ great crime. spector isa Good deal of an actor himself; you can almost see the blood stains, the track, the murderer, his manner of delivering his’ blows and his weaving of a net of falsehood as he tries to plain away the suspicions which have led the tectives to arrest him. HOW HE REASONED IT OUT. ‘Fhe inspector's processes are as methodical as are the rules of logic, and he applied them in this cave so that the demonstration which he made in his own mind led him to discard all other theories and to fix upon a single one as the motive for the crime. His earliest investigations satisfied him that © similarity between this murder and those of the Whitechapel district in London ia purel; accidental. ‘Therefore the theory of homicidal mania had to be discarded. Next, the inspector did not for a moment believe it possible that any of the brutes who consort in that vicinity could be overcome by the passion of jealousy. Jealousy implies some sort of regard, and these miserable creatures have no other regard for one another except that which is born of their desire for money. Therefore the inspector made up his mind that robbery was the motive, and if that was so the wretch who had been con- sorting with “Shake: ” would hardly have committed the murder. She had no money when he met her, but she had such money as he gave her when he left her, and no money was found when the body was discovered. Proceeding along this line of reasoning, the inspector suspected that some one might have entered the room and either demanded the money she had just received or attempted to rob her of it, and out of this passion came the murder. This theory led the inspector to in- juire who occupied other rooms, and he found that the ‘man “Frenchy,” who consorted with these women for years, had one across the hall on the night of the murder. Investigation showed the marks of blood; the man who occu- pied that room had stained its walls and bed clothing with bloody fingers. Then the inspector, having this man in gustody, cased the Particles of dirt oneal inger ni removed and corp’ of human blood were found there. This to the inspector is the most convincing evidence against the man. Moreover, the miserable fel- low lied about himself, which to e detective like Byrnes always increases vastly the sus- picion of guilt. refore he believes he has got the man, and has already made out a sufficient case against him to bring him to A Scientific Expedition. There arrived here Wednesday the joint scientific exploration expedition which started from Baltimore last Thursday for » preliminary study of the agricultural resources, geology, &c., of southern Maryland. ‘The party con- sisted of representatives from the Maryland Agricultural College, United States geological survey, Johus Hopkins University’ and’ the bureau of ethnology. Agricultural studies were in ol Alvord, president of Maryland Agricaltural College, assisted by Milton Witney of the same institution. ‘The United States geologi boys, the oldest the foreman, old, werent work. An | WHAT WAS THAT?” “Didn't hear aaything, what was't like?” “‘Like'st something soufiling along the boards outside. I'm going to see.” And Tim Kinard, tall, dark young fellow, roughly clad in pioneer garb and wearing a formidable knife stuck in his belt, picked up his rifle from the corner near by and strode into the thick dark- ness of the moonless summer night. Ned Vance, his ‘‘pard,” and a good-losking, frank faced youth, similarly attired, never turned his head, but continued to watch the n- | revolutions of an iron rod which passed up through « twelve-inch hole in the floor to the Plank ceiling, « stout cable extending from the rod toahuge windlass noar by. The strange interior was lit by the glowing embers of a furnace fire, aided by a smoky lamp which hung from a hook in the board wall. Strange forms of machinery loomed eutof the semi- darkness. Outside a virgin forest spread around the shanty for miles. The partners had not seen » buman face beside their own for amonth past. Day and night they had toiled and watchedand waited for the reward which. if it came at all, must come asa dazzling success, which would make their sufferings seem =’ mere triffe. And if it did not come they were ruined ent- cht. "Gast summer Tim Kinnard, e Pg ely ms Ret day he stoped ition after ma to drink from a forest scum floatin; = !” chu he could travel—tet his Both were their own masters, ewning run down acres of farm land and the ancient buildings on them. They sold all they pos- sessed; Ned bade good-bye to his sister, s lovely little girl of eighteen, who was valiantly supporting herself as a district school teacher to lighten his burden; secured the costly outfit Recossary to their enterprise, and very quietly bought and settled down upon a small lot in the heart of the pine woods where Tim had stooped dwellers in the woods they got their derrick built and the machinery set up, and here ever since they had toiled, patiently boring for the precious fiuid and guarding their doings from all the world with jealous care, since ® pre- mature discovery would ruin their market and make all their labor in vain. Leta single greedy speculator, with money at his back, suspect that there was oil to be had for the boring in the pine woods of Venango, and his derricks would rise like magio on every side of their bumbie pioneer, his army of men would find in a day what it might cost them months to find, and his oil would glut the market be- fore they had seen the sparkle of Hitherto no one had molested them, but now that certain indications were rousing their hopes to fever pitch their anxiety increased in direct ratio, and every sough of the summer wind through the trees or creak of the plank- ing which formed their shanty put them on the alert. Tim re-entered after afew minutes’ scout- ing and closed the door. ‘Twa'nt anything, unless it might be the old hemlock brushin agin’ the buildin’,” said he, in his soft, pleasant drawl. And returning his rifle to ite corner he seated himself on a rude bench and Fesumed his pationt waiting for the oil to show ‘itself. Ned Vance paid noheed. Round whirled the rod, the engine throbbed, and the machinery clanked its monotonous measure, familiar noises all, but Ned was listening to a new note in the rough ony, @ sound which brought the blood to his cheel \d the fire to his eye. by Lisll yg what, Ned,” remarked Tim by and y, as he led his pipe, “if we over strike it, Nella'lL it off like a born princess, God bless her!” Ned started at the name and turned his head to listen. “I some- times pictur’ her to myself, all rigged out in silke and jewels, may be drivin’ her own little carriage, an’ the snug little home wed build " verandys for we: I bet ye ain't gein’ to tough it round no more after we strike a Apparently Ned had forgotten the object of his interest of » minute since, for he was star- ing blankly at his partner. “Why, Tim,” exclaimed he, “do you mean to say that you're sweet on my sister Nella?” “Didn't you know that, old fellow?” counter queried Tim, industrious his pipe uite full. world of “et've always thought Nella. It was only that I was 0 confounded poor or I'd hev spoke uplong ago; but if we do make a big thing out of this——” ‘im, did ye ever hear tell of = chap called Harriman?” interrupted Ned, in @ low voice. “Joel Harriman, that skunk?” Tim, looking up.with an instant darkening of the handsome face. “Yes, I have—to my sorrow. What about that pious gentleman?” Ned seemed to find some difficulty in speak- ing, but after @ curious pause he stammered out: long have you known him?” “How “About a couple of years back I was over to i mind? Well, Joel le to my uncle’s, you was a reg'lar bigbug there; kept store o— oa gees ——) all ance. Sty! looking : a tongue “One day Mr. Harri- like ile." Ned groaned. man turns up missin’, and then the cat was out of the bag. He'd been workin’ his smooth tongue for all it was worth; had borrowed money from man, woman and child, me among ‘em—Lor’, "twas a sight to sce us crowdin’ round his empty store—yes, even to the poor little schoolmarm. ‘mongrel cur hadu't blarneyed her bit of savin's out of her to invest it, forsooth, an’ then skipped with the plunder to swell around as a moneyed man somewheres else! Thunder! If Ionly had the chance wouldn’t I pay him out, if it was only for what he done to the poor little teacher. When 1 see her cry I thought of Nella. What if it had been Nella?” “Tim, have mercy :” burst from his partner in » choking voice, and he looked up to behold Ned Vance looking and and writhing with grief. Tim could only look his anxiety. From y the juence of subjectsa hideous suggestion flashed into hus ind" Bela bis heart though he was he dared not put the question in words. “Oh, Tim, if Td. only Known about you!” cried Ned.” “Then when he came carneyin’ round me an’ scarin’ me . tee “8) out, quick!” spring- to his feet, while’ pipe, tobacco and pooket tele petted ou tae Boos coneaea Ihe talked her over, too, an’ I guess she never mistrusted about you. An’ she's prom- ed Ned. ised to marry him,” fi Never qword said Tim Kinnard, but a blight seemed to fallon him. The courageand Etnting expe, | slong 2 | for ite rapid growth. skeered,” explained the mulatto, and he Seed bis arm to pull down the brim of bis old hat furtuer over his eyes, ex « hich ight Nea i |. Next morning they found his trail; he had been bleeding profualy, yet had retained strength to drag himself to the nearest highway, where no doubt he had a team in waiting to carry him to safe asylum. partners knew their if he should happen to be come Tascally oll broker's scout; he would forward the news that there was a new well flowing, and that the broker would make his fortune on the oll exchange , thek ‘expense. y telegraphed to a friend of their own on ‘change and thus saved the field, for by the time the wounded spy was able to forward his news it was an old story, worth nothing te telegraphed to his sister Nella to have nothing more to say to Joel Harriman, promise or no promise, but if he troubled her to refer him to him, Ned. And then the part- ners threw themselves heart and soul inte de- : movie ae ee . It was six months and the ground was covered with snow and Nella Vance was on her way to Venango to her brother to be his housekeeper in the pretty new house beat the now flourishing frm of Vance & Kin: Nella had come as far as the railroad would long ride ia’ eld’ ‘Botts primitive stage sleigh tte’ pi ive the well-made road which now «uc ht as the crow flies through the intermin- — ar eon from the railway station to new city enango. Nella was not the only . were young and elderly men crowding to the ne’ lecca in search of wealth, anda wife or two like herself to join dear ones already there, with homes to welcome them to. And Nella did not find the drive irksome, since the bulk of the conversation between rough eld Driver Botts and his passengers was about Yance & Kinnard, the plucky pioneers of Venango, who had made such good use of their luck and raised a thriving town in the heart of the wilderness, with hotels, machine shops, fheater—and churches for “them as wanted *em"—all in the of six months. old Botts, glorifying the new city. companies buyin’ in every day; but Van beats "em all, as they desarves it should. Yit they eome pooty nigh to losin’ it all, fust goin’ off, hadn’t a been fer thar own pluck in wingin’ the skunk that stole their secret, an’ then git- tin’ in ahead.” And he told the story of the disguised man. Nella listened with beating heart, for she had never of him before. “and they never discovered the spy?” in- quired a passen; er. “Not quite, an’ all the better for him,” re- turned the old fellow, significantly. “It did come out that a chap was picked up on the road the night Vance's struck ‘ile, about four miles away, an’ he was bleedin’ like a stuck pig from acutin the neck that he wouldn't give no sensible account of. He was toted as far's the station, an’ “cl'ar'd out for parte unbe, known.” ‘The end of Botst’ story brought the stage in sight of « roughly put up cabin clove $0 the and surrounded by a number of poles standing at all angles compatible with standing atall; at night these carried blazing torches which illuminated the forest recesses and the roadway for along way. A sort of stage was built out in front of the cabin, eneronching on the roadway, and on this staging a number of red faced men, recking with crude petroleum, were drinking some kind. of liquor out of pint Dottles. A big signboard over the door Bore the legend—“*Botiling Works.” “I've got to stop a bit here to see a man,” said Botta solemnly. A passenger asked wh the “wore” were, a8 no building was visit save the cabin, “Ho! ho! Them's the works, aid the old driver, indicating the drinkers “Ain't they bottlin' the rum sa fast as they kin? Yes, sir; that's the way we dodge the Liquor law here. Nobody kin say that drinkin’ goes on in Turpin’s, for that there platform's on the road limit. ‘Nor yet he don’t ell liquor by the glass; he sella it by the bottle, 40 them chapeis drinkin’ accordin’ to law. The Indice had bes: step inside and thaw ou: My busi- ness won't take Jong, but they'll find it shivery settin” outside,” nnd he halted his team in front of the “bottling works” and coolly joined the “workmen” of the establishment’ on tho staging. ‘The Indies were all the more inclined to obey hia suggestion that they found themselves the objects of close scrutiny on the part of the rum drinkers and they thankfully’ followed the beckoning of the stout mistress of the cabin, who eppearedata side doorway to lead them in, They gathered round the large fire which filled the chimney, laughing and chattering with ench other, all but Nella, who was longing for a little quiet: Now that she was nearing the end of her journey she began to fecl strangely ex- cited, and yet her heart ached, too. “ain I right in coming where I shall see Tim every day of my life?” she questioned her- telf as sie stood by the tiny window lookiyg absently at the trodden snow outside. “O dest if Nea had only lot mo alone, 'd never have romised Joel. “I never liked him, and though fed has changed his mind, be hasn’tand won't, he declares, ay what I will. Since Ned got rich he's ever somuch keener for the marriage. No doubt Nella Vance is more desirable with « lot of money than without any. O Tim! O ‘Tim! and two big tears slowly rolled down her cheek and fell unheeded on ber furs. ‘A jolly burst of laughter came from the men outside, and rongh voice roared: “[ guess Vance “& Kinnard’s kin stand out agin ail the threats that rum suckers kia fing stem, an’ yer erank had better look to bine tell for_they's square mon an’ hey pleniy friends round.” “This chap might hev been a crank,” said a soberer voice, “but I tell ye he meant what he said. ee taken enough to set him talkin’ eut what he had at heart. An’ they's always plenty chances to get even where they's za ples “That's so,” chimed in the other man. “Wells hev been torpedoed inter blue blazes, fer spite, afore Vance's.” to the heart by these boding tions, Nella felt an irresistible impulse to carry her brother a warning without another mo- ¥ landlady and inquired how far it was to the town, and hearing that it was little more than acouple of miles by the road, but half that across clearing, she stepped’ bravely out, and the twilight’ soon hid her from the hilarious com of the “bottling works.” lansing stony tne poens ey ar Nemea el . sw ung city 0, ing with many ‘torchlighis, the slenier shafts of innumerable rival oil’ wells rising above a multitude of low wooden houses. Wide ed tho torent tos Out of a had grown. No wonder zr, thought Nella, if ‘Vance & Kinard had plenty of, since it was solely their, pluck which had formed the miracle! Nelle left the read and be- tocross 101 Bis ind ant presi oun igncamecen irl pean yr Sey ey = 3 if, men «1 Svery word being distinctly audible in the stil, frosty evening. neta, Das Has Vance concluded to hev “He has v0, ‘The company's sendin’ over man o When oil wells begin to fail in the supply the owners have recourse to explosives te start the flow afresh. |A.certain company used to hold the ‘tellow’s likely on the want him to take « look at my well goes back. And I Fond? Ho must be before he i i Ta i 2 Fee a 3 i j a E i! i i 4 spare. torpedo man came up, muffied up to the eves ‘ore, with his head drawn to one side, but his eyes met Nella’s fall stare. She threw up her hands and burst into a hysterical laugh. “It's Joel—Joel Harriman!" gasped abe, and as he was now abreast she stepped forward, pushing back her veil to show her lovely, agi- fated face, “Stop, Joel! It's I, Nelial” cried He gave s savage cut to his horse, which bounded on, snorting with pain, and he never looked back. “Am I mad?” shivered joel Harriman—it was—T know his eves in spite of a hundred But his neck? True, I haven't seen hi months, not since Ned struck oil. alway wrote instead of coming. Yes, it was Joel, and he knew me well enough. Oh! what does it mean?” Meanwhile she was pressing on after the torpedo man. The tall derrick and cluster- ing offices of Kinnard & Vance came into view and she could make out two well-known figures hurrying out to meet the stranger. She was flying over the glassy road now and was almost within hailing distance, and the man was about fifty feet from her on the one side and the two partners on the other. He looked back over his shoulder at her, and although his fine horse was running at full speed already he gave him yet another brutal cut with his whip. Another bound of the tor- tured animal, a violent jolt of the sleigh at his heels and up shot a dazzling fiame—man, horse and sleigh were all enveloped in it—and Nella knew no more. The shock had merci- fully thrown her to the ground, stunned. ‘hen she opened her eyes she was lying on the sofa in Ned's pretty parlor, tenderly watched by her brother close at hand and by Tim ata respectful distance. Both looked pale and shocked. “My precious girl, to think that this should be your welcome home,” said Ned, kissing her tenderly. “And how did you drop down bere on your feet, anyhow?” “Ie he—is he—" shuddered Nella, and could not finish the sentence. “Yes, Nella, stone dead,” returned Ned, may, “But what ever possessed him to drive ike that.” “It was Joel Harriman,” cried Nella, burst- ing into nervous tears. was, indeed; I met hiseyes and he knew me.” And she gold her little story as clearly as she could. ‘The partners heard in consternation. “It all fits in uncommonly complete,” said Tim aside. *‘Come, let's see what the boys hev picked up.” And when Ned had shown his poor little frightened sister her own dainty bed room and made her promise to lie down and recover her strength and spirits by a nap, the pair went out to the shed, where some of the workmen had laid out the poor remains of the torpedo man under a sheet and such arti- cles as they could find on a bench. From among these Tim selected a charred memoran- dum book,and sure enough the name they found on its first page was Joel Harriman’s. Farther on came a rude diagram of the and plan of a well and its premises, which they stantly recognized as their own, and under- neath was the first draft of a letter completing the description and the address of an oil broker in Chicago. 4 “I guess Nella’s right,” muttered Ned, shak- ing his head. “This wouldn't fit the well now, though it would have to a dot the night wo struck it. Joel Harriman was the spy dis- darkey and he thought to sell our secret and ruin us. We were too many for bim then; #0 this was to hev been his revenge. That lump of smash is his wateh. Here's his initials inside the case and this here charm I've seen in’ on his chain a thousand times.” “Ef wonder why he hated us,” eaid Tim. “I he was jealous of you, Tim, an’ after he'd heerd ye tell that story about him he knew we'd never let him hev Ne re Od wretch, he's his re- ward,” sighed Tim, and when All artim) to the pretty parlor to, find. Nella bewi dressed in the soft silks Tim bed for her and determined to throw de- pression which did so little honor to her home coming, not to speak of the great deliverance of the two she held so dear, then sweetest, most satisfying reward earth could have given him. “You mustn't grieve about this, Nella, for he ain't worth it,” Tim had ventured to say ina timid aside, while Ned was bustling about some- thing in the other end of the room. “Tean't grieve, Tim, for poeeeae toot tempt to murder you,” saii at with ber heart in ber eves. “An’ you never really cared for him?” whis- pered Tim, with eloquent mse in his. “At his best, even when I believed him Ned's good friend and helper, he told me he was lend- ing him capital for this venture, when all his part in it was to try to sell his knowledge of it—even then I knew that it would kill me to NOL, Nelia, why did ye promise him, then? “Oh, Nella, ye od “Because "Ned wanted ine ta, and you” wan she checked the involuntary admission and averted her blushing face. “And I was such a coward that I dared not speak a word for myself,” he burst out, her little hand between his own and fond- ling it tenderly, and her shy, sweet eyes were fascinated toward his dark glowing ones, and a strange glance passed between them, and just then Ned turned around and caughi the tab- Jeau. “Thank heaven! that’s all right at last,” sighed he. ong ——_—_+2-—__—_ Written for The Evening Star. Genesis. ‘Thongh of Plato and Pythagoras ‘They'd never heard a word, ‘And Bacon, Hegel and Descartes ‘Were names they'd never heard; ‘While Darwin, Huxley, Fiske and Comte And Spencer, above all, ‘Were men whose minds could not be grasped By those so young and small, ‘Two Juvenile philosophers, In metaphysic strife, Discussed with all due seriousness ‘The genesis of life. Each one was perched upon a box And slowly swung his leg, As he tried to solve the riddle Of the chicken and the egg. ‘And they pondered and they argued, ‘Though neither one could say, ‘Whether it was the egg or chick First saw the light of day. “For,” said one, “without a cfiicken “An egg there cannot be;” ‘Thus they reasoned in a circle And the riddle couldn't guess, ‘Until a third one sitting by, thoughtfulness, “Tl tell you fellows how it was— “I guees God laid the egg.” —Cumrrosp Howanp. Boys of "76. ‘From Life's Calendar. Newspaper “Wanted, » little girl to minds baby.” Don't etapa wine ee aye read like ‘You don't know that baby.” wads Soman witha indopendont fr — wemas.”— Bow ETHICS OF CAR SEAT SELFISHNESS, Why ® Fur-Collared Dude Was Made to Ride Two Stations Beyond Mis Own, From the New York Herald. It is very funny to see selfish man in the Present keep-rour-seat era of city travel labor- ing to establish a system of ethics, or what my friend Jinks ealls etiquette, which will satiety an uneasy conscience. Soon after 6 o'clock the other evenings crowded $d avenue car train went northward, ‘and, as is always the case, there were more men than women sitting and more women than men the latter were three Grand street ithed, slangy. profane (if pretty. They made no ‘thought of the men whe Bive them their sents It was not complimentary. At 23d street a remurkable specimen of ha- manity—one of your smooth faced, cigarette fmoking, fur collared tribe—having reached the end of his ride, arose, and with an elabo- Fate smile offered his seai to one of the sb girls. A nimble footed man near by lipped into it. Everybody laughed but the girls and the dude. latter turned « look upon the encroacher which was calculated to crush bim toearthso that he would not rise again, and ashe passed the maidens said with » depre “He's got a face,” said one of the shop girls, end all three collected about the eulprit and pre= Seeded to, pase high favored remarks about him, which he listened to with apparent amuse- men: Stung with indignation, next to him got up and gaveone. seat. Another man who had not thought of giving Up his own seat turned around and said: “You ought to be ashamed of yourself! Tou had no right to that seat. A man can de with hie seat what he chooses.” indignant passenger subsides. By this time Mr. Du je rather @ neat exi turned and ea kingman looking into his eyes. ‘See here, you dirty whelp, yon,” said the latter in a tone which made the fur-lined fraud ve ® good mind to black your eye for you. 10, a-"awhat is the matter?” gaaped the fel- low. “The idea of your trying to do the after riding all the way to your own station You deserve a cowhiding, you do, you mean, pimply, cigarctte-smoking whelp! No, you ot. Yell ride to the next station.” And amid the plandite of the entire carfal the indignant workman gave the fur-lined eol- lar a twist that made ite owner black in the face, and would not let him off until the train reached 34th street, two stations beyond where he wanted to go. It was a grand revenge. A Spring Tayi. From the Boston Trauseript. There has been « stirring among the cold roots of the Symplocarpus for some time now in the marshes, and its red-spotted spathe is al- ready thrust up, fresh and glixtening, amid the cozy sponge and gray debris of the marshside, whereas yet green is barely the dominant color, while, ostensibly as if to celebrate these quiet parturitions (or apparitions) around bim, but in good sooth for private matrimonial rea- sons of his own, the innocent litte byla fr inflates his throat and fills the dim vault Night and the blue urn of Day with the sbrill clear music of his two-noted flute; said I and Night seeming in nowire dixpleased by thi incessant love song. although monotonous in itenature as that Chinese fiddle in Harrison avenue. ———_-+e- — A False Alarm. From the Detrott Free Press. A telegraph boy with a message in bis hand entered a Grand River avenue car the other day for a half-mile ride, and after closely regarding him for a moment an old lady leaned forward and inquired: “Be you a telegraph boy?” “Yes'm.” “Got a telegraph there?” “Yes'm. “Is it for me?” “No'm.” “Thank heaven!” she sighed es she beck. “That veogpe! that my danghter's out in Ohio, has not burned up, but awfully skeered fora minute.” A Robber Caught, ‘From Life's Calendar.