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Her face was ashen and her hands trembled. “What were you doing, Mrs. Hubbard?” asked the doctor, in a low tone. lie placed himself squarely in front of her, showed a disposition to glide out. glanced helplessly at the bed, her wrists and clutched at her CHAPTER wented to make sure,” she faltered, OW nat Mrs. Hub- ere you doing, barat” “and I eouldn’t be exactly certain which bottle “twas in.” “What do you mean?” whispered the doc- tor, sternly, “what was In the bottle that you were throwing away?” She stared at him silently save for a chok- ing sigh. Why did you throw away my medicines?” asked the doctor, more calmly. “You must tell me, Mrs. Hubbard.” “[ thought you could easily get more,” she replied. 2 “So I could, but why put me to the trou- Don't you want Miss Willis to get indeed I do! Isn't one enough? why I threw away the stuff.” Betsey raised her apron to her eyes and an to cry. irs. Hubbard,” said the doctor, lay- ing one hand on her shoulder and speaking gently but very gravely, “you ought to know that you can trust me. Was some- thing put into one of these bottles while I was down stairs. Betsey nodded her head, and between her sobs murmured something about not being sure which bottle it was. “T don’t need to ask who did it, I suppose, continued the doctor, as if speaking to him- self, “or what tt was, or why it was put into the bottle.” “No, no! don’t ask me,” returned Betsey, with a shudder, “she'd teli him and he'd kul me!” “He won't do anyt ing of the kind, Mrs. Hubbard.” ~ The doctor spoke emphatically, and hav- ing said so much he stopped to reflect. He was particularly struck by ence to-Mrs, Appleton. {tv whetner he should try to get enough in- formation from Betsey on the spot to serve As evidence in the event of a texal inquiry tsey’s refer- question or whether he should ¢ Inue the plan of watching and waiting. The latter course was intolerable. Something ought to be done now. “You don't know him, Doctor W said Bets: letting down he speaking hurried! “He knows ev and he has all kinds of ways for doing aw. with People. You know what I told in rt?” “Yes, Mrs. Hubbard, w The doctor was keenly a. for the revelation that he e “It was a lie, Dr. V and he forced me to “fam not surprised, never couid heli doher to make. iams, an awful He, Mrs. Hu ve that part of thi about putting Starkweather in the little chamber—" “But that true, sir, every word of it!” Dr. Wiiliams frowned in displeasure and sappointment. ‘Then what part of your story was a lie?” he aske: “About Mr. Starkweather's trouble, sir. He never gave me ayy hint seh as [ told the judge, and it's my firm belicf that he | never self.” “Then you believe that Prof. Drammond killed him.” intended to make away with im- Betsey uttered a frightened “oh!” and looked at the doctor aghast. “Now,” said he almost roughly, “let's understand just what you mean. if Stark ther didn’t kill hmseif, I, as a physi- ed him.” “It seemed so awful to hear you say so in so many words,” responded “Mrs. Hubbard, did mond kill Mr. S! Weather “Lor’, » si she replied, be; n to cry again, “I don’t know how ‘twas done. I only know the professor worked over the floor by the door to his shop late the night before Mr. Starkweather fell dead there. I saw him, and when the dreadful thing happened, I suspicioned. That was all.” The doctor felt the old & perating puz- ale twine its meshes abont his mind again. He had never believed for an instant that Betsey told the truth in any essential par- ticular at the inquest, and he had clung to the conviction that if she should tell the truth much that was mysterious about the Fairview tragedy would be cleared away. Now ste insisted that the original version of the chamber incident with its marvelous disappearance was _ correct. What was he to think? In the brief in- stant while he was pondering the whole affair with a view to pressing further questions, Betsey again tried to glide past him to the door. He checked her. “One moment, M Hubbard,” he said, “tell me more about this bottle matter. I will protect you. What do you know?” “Don't ask me, Dr. Williams, she pleaded, all of a tremble; “they'll know soon enougs that something went wrong cian, know that somebody must have kill- | ¥ THE EVENING STAR, FRIDAY, Vie with it, and it would be dreadful if they knew I touched it.” shan’t know. You may stay here, he doctor was revolving a plan for pre- cipitating a final crisis by facing the pro- fessor and compelling him if possible to quit the neighborhood, or by going to the village and swearing to a warrant, charg- ing him with murder. There was no longer any thought of the fact that he had committed inference to the theory of sui a ‘Oh, I couldn't stay here!” she answered, with fresh fear. “They'd find me out. Oh! what will happen? I thought I could just spill the stuff out of the window and you'd get fresh medicines, and you’d know they were right.” “It amounts to this, then,” said the doc- Betsey sharply, “that the pro- ed a poison to kill Miss Willis; Mrs. Appleton brought it here, and you threw it away.” startled look made the doctor nk that he had guessed right, and so, it med, he had, in part. for she responded: it wasn't to kill her, sir. It was to make her slee: could take her away p. But I was afraid it might do more, that you m‘ght give her too much, or someth “Doctor W. the bed. rt of » and and adde How do you do, Bet- ou musn’t, my darling g'rl,”” exclaimed j doctor town again ! you's von if you don’t look ou “I thousht you were talking with your mother, sponded Amelia, “but I waked with a dre It must have been a I thought my nerves were ad all never You shan't a single hour ‘aid the doe move than is ne on. you, dyou ar r mother know tel! be that be glad to hail ould ke a if I may? she luoked nt and trustfulress. i and d Bets had i her oppor- tin ty rit ates He went to the vas a pitcher | of water drawn fey minutes had left the at it broke ed Am spilled the w tryin hook artuily than he hy she said, the floor. a on it fall. chuck smiled vd Asain she doete -d with merrim iA Symipat its ow peacefuliy happ: Ludergone, from the aif he haa ¢ “im @fr Amelia, good-i tand there as if you were nd dain't ki t to do. re >it up.” ttt can be move , 1 do hope so. opped up and the general lit- away, the dector approached the sd, doubtfuil 1 very thirsty, very. Just a id do.” © doctor felt dt leave her alone in the chamber, 4 was no one whom he could send for v Tt was a trifle in ome sense, but lovers y fret at trifles and in this in- e covld not #ive the loved oue the explanation of his unwillingness to her needs. t mother in every minute,” he said, hesitatingly. “Do you think you can wait till then habitu: stance true Tcan. How worried you look! dreadful been happening?” is full of horrors to those of us ve to stay here,”’ responded the doe- tor, “but there is no’ eccasion for alarm. We shall soon be out of it. Mrs. Williams came in hurriedly at this moment. Her face expressed keen anx‘ety that she tried to conceal when she saw that elia was awake. re you feeling better, my dear?” she asked, and then in a Iow voice to the doc- tor, “May I speak to you a moment, Ma- ‘ertainly,” he replied. ‘We shan’t leave the door, Amelia.” He went to the door and opened it. As he stepped on the threshold he heard the pro- fessor’s voice from below somewhere In tones of violent anger. Mrs. Wiliams stepped to his side and pulled the door to. “They're having a dreadful time,” she anything, but if dhe professor fs really afraid of you perhaps, he would stop if you ere to go down.” 31, 4. “Who is with him? “Mrs. Appleton, and I think I heard Bet- sey’s voice once. ‘The professor cried at cone time ‘I'll kill; ygu!? and there was a scuffle, That was fust before I came in.” The doctor shuddergd. Could it be that that madman was,¢oumitting violent mur- der, and was there,ng way to prevent him? If Philbrieck.were once more in reach! He could be sent to the. village and be made of some use in bringing about the pr fessor’s arrest. Th¢re was nothing now but to stop the present scene, if possible, and then send Mfs., Williams to ‘Squire Taylor's with the information necessary to start summary proceedings. “T will go down,’; Sqid the doctor quietly. “Have no fear for, pe, but on no account whatever leave the room before I return, not even for a half minute, mother. Re- member.” "Il lock myself in—" ‘No, that would alarm Amelia. Go in and talk with her about her coming to our Fouse tomorrow. I wish it.” Mrs. Williams gave her son a significant glance and went into the chamber. The dector hurried downstairs to the dining room. Professor Drummond, exceedingly flushed and panting heavily, was just com- ing in from the basement stairway. Hello, doctor,” he said abruptly. What's up?” “T came down to ask that, sir,” respond- ed the doctor. “It needs no apology under any circumstances when your violent threats are to be heard all over the house.” “Nothing wrong with dear Amelia, I hope,” inquired the professor, ignoring the doctor’s implied question. “What have you been doing below there?” sked the doctor. “Oh, I see you are still disturbed by my nervous temper. It's nothing, doctor; rothing, I assure you. | My servants irri- tated me, was all. I should have thought of Amelia and moderated my voice, I am sorry 1 disturbed her. The doctor look d@ contemptuously at the professor and made for the basement door. Vhere are you going?” asked the pro- sor, getting in his we m going downstai ief has been done. to see whether Stand aside.” face assumed its most Footsteps were heard aid, “the objects of your solici- e evidently coming up to show you pened. Well, let them come.” w open the door and stepped aside. Appleton and Betsey came in. The ‘S eyes were discolored and both were crying. They stopped ab- when tl Ww the doctor. ithing especi: wrong, you see,” ed the professor. doctor's heart boiled with indigna- tion. “Professor Drummond,” he cried, ‘“‘you’re mad!" To his int arted back, nd red at rise, the professor nd to bis brow, in abject tel id, hoarsely, ¢ nse surp! sed his the do st oment i or to your rooms, anywhere out of my sight. I shan‘t trouble you again.” » women nt out of the room to the | wall, and the doctor heard them going Professor Drummond sank upon a, unsteady? all your quick like that hasti Do you think I'm or William: are not ydut conduct on no other “tthe doctor, firmt: Advled something to the ld submit to sud- ne might bring the me sort of conélu- vy this meXn; troubles tons: emped up IT shall fol- abr low $ veather H piel from the room, and presently he docto 1 heard the door upon: him. rmination of the ned to the s room 4 not been disturbed what awed by the doc! ne doctor, “will you piease water She 2 had crossed to the wind omply. The doctor ow for the py F to bet ment in sp ther side of the Min setting up 2 veyor’s tripod. later that sible being was peering through a spy glass at Fairview, as if he were engaged in settling a disputed bound- ary line. (To be continued tomorrow.) re The Astonished Conductor. From the Electrical Review. A young lady walked to the rear door of a car on the Lenox avenue urleiground trolley road and held out a nickel to tne conductor. “What's this for?” asked the conductor “My fare. I got on at Sth avenue and 116th street. Stop here, please.” After she had alighted the conductor turn- ed to an Electrieai Review mat who hap- pened to be standing on the rear platform aonest_ ani pocket, and hi astonishment was so overwnelming that he whispered. “I don’t suppose you can do forgot to ring up the fare. “UNCLE TOM” STARVING. Original of Mrs. Stowe'’s Famous Ne- gro Character in Want. From the New York World. Lewis George Harris, or Glark, as he is known, the original Uncle Tom of Mrs. Har- riet Beecher Stowe'’s “Uncle Tom’s Cabin,” who is now on the verge of starvation, was visited at his humble home in Lexington, Ky., by a reporter for the Sunday World last week. At the Phenix Hotel in Lexington the clerks did not know that “Uncle Tom” Har- ris was a resident of the town. Old Ben Brannan, a negro hackman, who has car- ried many Kentucky colenels from the de- pots to the hotels and from the hotels to see the sights, was standing outside waiting for a fare. “Yes, boss, ole Tom lives down at No. 57 Race street. I ken dribe you dar quick as aay Hanke ken go a mile,” was old Ben's reply. The historic character of Uncle Tom, known to almost every child in the United States through Mrs. Stowe's ante-bellum rovel, which was dramatized and has been presented by a greater number of barn- storming companies than any other play in the English language, was found im abso- lutely destitute circumstances. He is now e‘ghty-four years of age and is quite feeble. When asked to talk for the readers of the Sunday World he brushed back his gray, kinky hair, his face brightened and he be- gen telling of his tribulations in a weak, shaky voice: “I have not been able to get about much for the last two years on account of a very bad spell of grip, which came upon me just after I moved to Lexington. I am all alone in the world, and I came to Kentucky to spend the last days of my life, because I feel more ot home here. “But it does seem that the world is using me badly. Sometimes I am very despond- ent. I bougnt a cottage here in Lexington with what little money I have saved and thought I cculd rent it for enough to exist on. My tenant ran away and never paid me a cent. and about a year ago the house burn- ed and the little insurance was not sufficient to rebuild it. It was rebuilt, but I had to go in debt considerably, and here I am living | today, alone, with nothing in view of the long, cold winter.” The interior of Uncie Tom’s cabin is dis- mal. A rude bed and three cheap chairs and a few cooking utensils are’the furnishings. When he has anything to eat he prepares his own meals. He was asked how he lived. ‘Some days I have rothing to eat. Other days I live on what I can buy for five cents. In my day I handled thousands of dolla traveled all over the United States in good style, and never knew what it was to want for anything. It is killing now, at my old age, to find myself without means of exist- ence.” Uncle Tom was usked what he did with the large sums of money he made lecturing and in other ways. “I used every dollar of it to forward the cause I espoused fifty-four years ago. I was a slave down the Ohio river on the Kentucky shore in 1841. When I learned that I was to be sold I made my escape from this state at right and went to Canada. rom the day I rewched the dominion un- til the present time my work has been the freeing and bettering of the condition of the negro race. I have lectured in almost every city in the United States. I had tremendous audiences in New York at Cooper Union and other places. My last work on the lecture platfo: was in the blue grass region of in 1881-2, when I begged my peo- ! ple to remain in this state and not go to Kansas. I was quite successful in my ef- forts at that time.” A grea: id copy of Mrs. Stowe’s novel is the only ture in Uncle Tom’s home. It was fourd high up on a shelf over a door. “Did Mrs. Stowe get many facts used in this work frem you “She certainly did. When she came down to Kentucky 2nd began teaching school she knew nothing of tne slave question. One day she saw an auction sale of negroes at the Mason county court house. Then she | hegen studying the negro dialect. but never begun work vpon her book until she went | to Cambridge, Mass. I was living there. and she called at my house and talked with | me, 2rd made notes for three whole days. Nearly every fact in her story was given to her by me at that tim --cee THE MAIMED V ETERAN, Stnzulur Story of How He Lost His Index Finger. mbus Dispatch, An old soldier who bears the scars of sey- eral wounds received in the late unpleasant- hess, was speaking to the writer about odd From the inciderts of the war, and among other things said: - “Courage Is so different in different people T have been oftep surprised to see ex- tobitions of bravery in untooked-fer quar- ters. There is a man who used to live in Marion, Onio, who has the index finger of | it hand missing, and if asked the er of its loss, will simply say that he lest it in the ci war. The story of the affair is peeuliar, though [ am told that! are instances of the same nature that occurred. He wi married a few hs when the call for volunteers was issued, and he yearned to respond to his country’s invitation. His wife put her foot down at once and said that he should not go. Two months passed, and as the stories came from the front of the roaring of can- non and of blood being spilt, William, for that wafhis name, vowed that he would go to the scene of battle. One night his wife saw him get up in his sleep, and, putting himseif in a heroic attitude, extend hi as though it clutched a sword, and ery ard! This preyed on her mind so that the night afterward she asked him if he fully intended to join the arm: He replied em- atically that he did. ‘That night when William slept she arose and with stealthy step and determined look teok a hatchet from under the bed and came to the side of her sleeping husband. She noted the calmness of his countenance and bent and kissed his forehead as a tear Then she took arating it from the others, laid it upon the side rail and brought the hatchet down with stch force as to sever the digit. William awoke, aud what he said is not recorded, but he was made of sterner stuff than his better half thought. When the smoke of battle rolled upon the field of Bull Run and Union hearts beat wildly in the first great en- counter, the martial sound of William's drum urged on to glory many an Ohio man. He could not handle a musket, but he went to war.” @06se8se00500000e90 08602 @-- en: ene Et The se: ieee 2 ann" ° unin . For 1895. A> Standard Work. American ee Newspaper Directory @ @ 8 & 2) @ @ & OOe pedia and is relied on by The Departments at Washington, Politicians, Railroads, and all interested Price Five Dollars. «) A book of 1,387 pages, containing a brief description of each place where a newspaper is published, the population, railroads, county, local industries, etc. description of each and every newspaper published in the - United States and Canada, day of issue, size, editor and pub- lisher’s names, circulation, politics or class. and trustworthy statistics and tables. It is a veritable cyclo- Gives a complete Also valuable Advertisers, in newspaperdom. Geo. P. Rowell & Co., Publishers, 10 Spruce Street, New York. CUSTOMS DO NOT WORK HERE. Bus Setback in Attempting to Kiss Jane, the Barmaid. From Puck. There is an old-fashioned little chop hcuse stuated In an out-of-the-way corner of New Yerk, where the few who know of its existence are served with excellent Bass’ ale by a regular English barmaid. ‘ot a trim, rosy-cheeked divinity, with fine eyes and well-rounded figure, but a “reguisr. English barmaid.” It was Christmas eve, and the place was very quiet. Only two customers were read- ing the papers in an inside room. ‘The barmaid had just, carried in a toby of ale te one of them, and was on her way back with the empty glasses, when the outside door opened, and a short, thick-set young fellow.rushed into the room. Apparently he was in a jovial mood, for he clasped the barmaid impulsively around the waist with cne hand. The other he held unsteadily above her head. “Give us a kiss, Jane!” he exclaimed, as he tightened his #ffectionate embrace. “No, 1 won't; keep yer distance, Bill!” she answered, as she freed herself from his grasp, and set down her tray full of glasses on the bar. But_the young man seized her again. “T Bain’ a-goin’ to keep my distance to- night; I'm going to kiss yer!” he cried. * Why he shovld have wanted to kiss her was not apparent on the surface. Perhaps she reminded him of home. There couid Pave been no other reason. When I wants yer ter kiss me I'll hask yer, Bill Somers!” she exclaimed, angrily. ‘Vhe young man tried to draw her to him; but, as he was holding one hand above her head all the while, he didu’t sucesed very weil. “I hgin’t a-waiting to be asked; I've brought my invitation with me. Come, ncw; no nonsense," he said, as he grasped her nore clesely. “Let me go, Bill!” “Not till yer kisses me, Jan “Thenstake that!” she cried, as she drew back her hand and struck him a violent blow aercss the ear. Pill dropped his hold. “That's a nice game to play on a cove as cemes in ‘ere quiet and peaceable lik& with a bit of mistletoe, to kiss yer and wish yer a merry Christmas!” “Ow did 1 know yer 'ad any mistletoe, you was so rough?” she asked, indignantly. “Wasn't I a-'olding it above yer ead?” “Ow did I know yer was a-‘olding it above my ‘ead?’ she asked, in a slightly mioliified tone; “if yer’d come in like a gen- tleman and showed me the mistietoe, I might or Tet yerkiss me. But you was too rough.” “I don’t believe yer’d ‘ave done it, hany- way,” returned Bill, sullenly; “if we was ‘ome yer might; but none of the good hold Henglish customs seem to work in this blarsted country Fond of Potatoes. From the Joliet Republican, One of the funniest things that have oc- curred in Joliet during the present year was the mishap ofa gentleman who formerly lived on the west side, but is now a resident of the city, and whose wife ran the store bill and looked after the household expenses. He was in the habit, by agreement with his grocer, of having his cigars, and occasionally goods that were not exactly cigars, charged up as potatoes. One evil day his wife took her pencil and began to reckon up the ac- counts. She finally found that the family had eaten over three carloads of potatoes in less than a year, and she just didn’t be- lieve that the account was correct. The smoker and the smoker's grocer were be- tween the upper and the nether millstone for several days, and it was doubtful who would be pulverized the finest, but finally an explanation. was made that mollified his wife, even if it didn’t satisfy her as to the correctness of tae grocer’s charges for potatoes. os The senate of Virginia has organized by electing Wm. Lovenstcin president pro tem. and the house by electing John F. Ryan speaker. LOVED FOR THEIR FEET. French Coqueties Have a Neat Trick to Deceive Their Admirers. From London ‘Truth. A coquettish trick has been revealed to me. It seems to be widely practiced at sea- side and watering place hotels. Those who resort to it are ladies solicitous to capti- vate, but who have no reason to be proud of their feet. To give rise to the idea that they have pleds d’enfants they have pairs of tiny boots and shces not made for wear, but to be left outside their bed room doors to be cleaned. To give them a quite: natural ap- pearance the soles and parts of the uppers are smeared with liquid mud kept in a bot- tle like patent blacking. As one must souffrir pour etre belle, the boots intended for daily wear are slyly cleaned by the owner, when she has net a mmid with her. It appears that Frerchmen are apt to scan the boots of ladies in the corridors of hotels. There is no@more curious sight than a long double row of pairs of boots. It is a most suggestive sight, and may be amusing as a rebus. If where veauty ends modesty begins, it is, perhaps,-modest as Well as coquettish to have special boots and shoes to figure in_ hotel corridors. a The person who has told mevof this boot and shoe trick is the forewoman of a chaussures de luxe house in the Rue du Quatre Septembre. It appears that brides whose feet are not small now hire tiny chaussures to figure in the trousseau. Those really made to fit are not on view. This device was recommended and adopted at a great royal wedding that came oft within the last year. The bride had, to quote the saleswoman, les pieds si longs qu'on ne pourrait se rcsoudre a exposer sex chaussures. But as the absence of shoes and boots would have been noticed a whole stock of elegant and fairly sized pairs were borrowed for the trousseau table. My saleswoman says that the Madrid ladies have the smallest feet she knows ¢ Peruvians and Chileans come next. Ame ican ladies from the Urited States are alse remarkable for their small feet. The Kus sians have heavy splay feet. It is impo: Le to classify those of Vienna, there are so many Varieties there. The Empr Austria requires a long, narrow shoe. has no flesh on her foot, and her instep is high. The best-shaped feet in» northern ing from Germany are ger shod. English ladies coming from have awkwardly made boots a The Belgian ladies are better off in their shoemakers, but they have large feet. ee CHINESE MAIL SERVICE. Shanghai Has Thirty-Five Hundrea Substations. From the Philadelphia Record. The mails in China are different from tha postal arrangements of any other country in the world. In China the mail service 13 not only in the hands of the governmen', but is left to private persons to establi postal connection, how and wherever they please. Anybody may open a store and hang out a sign advertising that he is ready to accept letters to be forwarded to cei- tain places or countries. The result of this arrangement is that in populous tow there are a great number of persons acec; ing letters to be forwarded to all parts of the country; at Shanghai, for instuuv there are not less than 3,500 stores com ing with each other and carrying on a we to the knife as far as rates are concern: This system, although having great fav has some good qualities. There are sev parties accepting letters to one certain town. 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