Evening Star Newspaper, September 4, 1897, Page 16

HE MA AT THE SEMAPHORE BY BRFT HARTE. ] 1807, by Bret Harte.) v Even Star. In the early days of the Californian im- ion. on the extremest point of the peninsula where the bay of | © debouches into the Pacific theze | ‘ naphore telegraph. Tossing its | k arms against the shy—wita its back | he Golden Gate and that vast expanse | rest shore was Japan—it further in- zs” of incoming vessels. h signs, which ‘elegraph hill, ppeared > the in who: noth d to phore n Francisco, | third sema- | 4 “schooner,” But all home ned the last certain of the month turned to welcome those 2 ely extend h meant ieamer whic y re ead on » had and on days w wh d the mails) THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 4, 1897-24 PAGES. mitted to interfere with his mechanical | he said, with a-remiriscence of the opera, | thought you were always "tending your ‘But that was five months ago. Why duties. and a half smile. telegraphdidn’ we, Lucy?” (to the child, | didn’t you take him then?” Hie had been there five months, and the “Yes,"" she said, a little scornfully, “but | who was ¢onvi d with mirth and sheep- “Couldn't! For we couldn't hold him hills on the opposite shore between Tam-|it means Carlotta—Charlotte; you know. without the extradition papers from Aus- alpais were already beginning to show their russet yellow sides. One bright morn- ing he watching the little fleet of Htalian fishing boats hovering in the bay. This was always a picturesque spectacle, Ferhaps the only one that relieved the gen- eral monotony of his outlook. The quaint lateen sails of dull red, or yellow, showing against the sparkling waters, and the red caps or handkerchiefs of the fishermen might bave atiracted even a more ub- ‘a man. Suddenly one of the larger z cked, und made directly for the little cove, where his weekly plunger used to land. Ir an instant he was alert and suspicious. But a_ close ‘amination of the boat through his glass satisfied him that it contained, In addition to the crew, only two or three women, apparently the family of the fishermen. As it ran up on Y | the beach, and the entire party disembark- 1, he could see it was merely a careles: peaceable invasion, and he thought no more about it. Tae strangers wandered about ands, gesticulaling and laughing; they @shore, built a fire and cook- homely meal. He could see that from time the semaphore—evidently a to them—Pad attracted their at- and having oceasion to signal the bark, the working of the 1:n- arms of the instrument drew the ren in half frightened curiosity toward although the ethers held aloof, as if “rE AIN'T THAT KIND.” car hae In the joyfui! fearful of trespassing upon some work of orded to that he id of 1] the gov . no doubt se etly guarded few thought of the A few mornings later he the wind dunes: who rised to see upen the beach, near n. even knew of that desolat loca asmull heap of lumber bad dently been landed in the te it was beyc fog. The nexi day an old with its voic «lon the spot, and the men— ed cannon and empty emt en—began the erection of belfry nw ie ftwood. | on retiring | ret tor | leag undulating dunes, self shapes more or | a the hour or} masts and| Pa i ackground ien sunset z gate, and its ded a to heathen shore a 1, the solltary stu- ged this f: An of her Britannic | towaway" in cou to de the end Hable kily for h sted mz ram nd which the m ved from t his jonely his board a sum to be but which ed in those to the and uring had h months bful dread he he could lay | non the sand | him < ough? cave | ed animal stemed impos- one would seek him there. | spared alike tne of his | Sor the shame of zing even | until by he would | his of van two or out underg worst, if thre and in ships. Hd ming he wa nity wonder who among h turne was little k in wh that wird the r faces there reiurning at seldom | nd his forgery for ever, whedral knew that his re- wished him with litti tke mo uck put never would not only. And he town | repent would mont in wi ree taty passed in this m 1 he the ithy burr : tan and the r. His eyes keener from long ec ing of the horizon: he knew where to look for sails, from the creeping coastwixe schooner to the far- rounding merchantman from Cape Horn He knew the faint line of liaze chat Indi. A the steamer Jong before her masts els became visible. He saw no ept the solitary boatman of the Hitle “plunger” who ianded bis weekly u soul s of gold, ! 5 ide ft. Jarman had be: n there to know that it was gov fand, that these manitestly ters” upon it would net 1 with for some time to come. He z it was true th n haif ere forcig jon of the law attract ot same? : Richard 1 with legal nm the cabin w mM What he saw do the or once, utkority. hem than ch and w sails, in and thus spite of be the asked in the s: isehold duties and of their tollet were pe ir. They did not ven the ‘ormed in m to care region be- rhibious habit 's edge, and Rich- sfter taking his L-mited walks an, for the first few mornings in another di- rection, found ft no longer necessary to aveld the locality, and even forgot their aquity. ut one morning, as the fog was clearing the y and wes begin rose from belated br wat trom the “breaker” outside, had plenished week no spring in his vicin- the door he wus inex- startled by the figure of a young nding in front of it—who, how- fearfully, half laughingly, wich- airkle cf the distant sea to f before him. But his own manifest apparently gave her was lookirg at that fully, pointing to 1 mor lark eyes ne semaphore estonished—for, looking d olive complexion, he uk Italian or broken possibly becau a lons "n_and known little of wo- S quite struck witn her good itated, stammered, and then ome in?” s ck still further and m: rapid gesture of negation with her h her hand, and even her whole lithe Sgur Then in said with a decided America * said Jarman, mechanically. led up against the cabin, keep- ed on Jarman with a certain winess. Tell me why.” She drew herself up against the wall a little proudly, though still youthfully, with her hands behind her. ain't that kind of girl,” she said sim- The blood rushed to sipated and abandone en—small respecter of women as he was “he was shocked and shamed. Knowing, too, as he did, how absorbed ne was in other things, he was indignant, because not guilty ‘Do as you please, then,” he said, shortly, und re entered the cabin. But the next moment he saw his error in betraying an Triation that was open to misconstruc tion. He came out again, searcely looking at the girl, who was lounging away. “Do you t me to explain to you how hing works?” he said indifferently, “I how you unless a ship comes in.” xirl’s eyes brightened softly as she ned to him. me,” she said, with an anticipa- nile and flash of white teeth. “Won't Jarman’s cheeks 1s his life had D fs ; as very pretty and sweet, ‘pite of her late speech. Jarman briefly explained to her the movements of the semaphore arms and their different signifi- cance. She listened, with her capped head a little on one side, like an attentive bird, and her arms unconsciously imitating the sigus. Certainly, for all that she spoke like an American, her gesticulation was Italian! “And then,” she said, triumphantly, when he paused. “when the sailors see that sign up, they know they are coming in the har- rs Jarman smiled as he had not smiled since he had been there. He corrected this mis- ake of her eager haste to show her intelli- sence, and, taking the telescope, pointed out the other semaphore—a thin, black out- line on a distant inland hill. He then ex- plained how his signs were repeated by that instrament to San Francisco. fs Why, I always allowed that was cross stuck up in Lone mountain she said. re a Catholic “I reckon.” “And you are an Italian “Father ts, but mother was a 'Merikan— same as me. Mother's dead." acghnd your father Is the fisherman yon- ent ‘Yes—but,” with a look of pride, “he's got the biggest boat of any.” “And only you and your family are ashore here?” “Yes, ang sometimes Mark;” she laughe1 an odd little laugh. “Mark? Who's he?" he asked quickly. He had not noticed the sudden coqueitish pose and half-affected bashfulness of the provisions at a smail cove hard py. Loatman thougat.his secretiveness cencg only the surliness of his cared little for a man who n asked for the news and to whom he broughi no letters. The long nights which wrapped the cabin in sea feg, and at first seemed to heighten the exile’s sense of security, by degrees, howev-r, became monotonous, and incited an odd restlessness, which he was wont to oppose by whisky (allowed as a Part of his stores), which, while ix dulied his sensibilities, he, howeve:, never per- girl; he was thinking only of the possibility of detection by strangers. “Oh, he’s Marco Franti—but I call him ‘Mark,’ it’s the same name, you know, and it makes him mad,” said the girl, with the Same suggestion of archness and coquetry. But all this was lost on Jarman. “Oh, another Italian,” he said, relieved. She turned away a little awkwardly when he added, “But you haven’t told me your name, you know.’ “Care” “Cara—that’s ‘dear’ in Italian, fsn’t it?” | vac Some girls call me Charley,” she added, hurriedly. “I see—Cara—or Carlotta Franti.” To his surprise, she burst into a peal of laughter. : “1 reckon not yet. Franti is Mark's name, not mine. Mine is Murano—Car- lotta Murano. Good-bye.” She moved away, then stopped suddenly and said: “['m comin’ again—some time when the thing is working,”’ and, with a nod of her head, ran away. He looked after her; could see the outlines of her youthful fig- ure in her slim cotton gown—limp and clinging in the damp sea air, and the sud- den revelation of her bare ankles thrust stockingless into canyas shoes. He went back into his cabin, when presently Htis attention was engrossed by an incoming vessel. He made the signals, half expecting, almost hopmg, that the girl would return to watch him. But her figure was already lost in the sand duns Yet he fancied he still heard the echoes of her voice and his own in this cabin which had so long been dumb and voiceless, and he now started at every sound. For the first time he became aware of the dreadful disorder and untidiness of its invaded pri- vacy. He could scarcely believe he had been living with his stove, his bed and ccoking utensils all in one corner of the bern-Jike room, and he began to put them “to rights’ in @ rough, hard formality— strongly suggestive of his convict exper- fence. He rolied up his blankets into a hard cylinder at the head of his cot. He scraped out his kettles and saucepaus, and even ‘‘washed down” the floor—after- ward sprinkling on it clean, dry sand, hot with the noonday sunshine, on its half- dried boards. In arranging these domesti> details he had to change the position of a litue mirror, and, glancing at it for the first time in many days, he was dissatisfied with his straggling beard—grown auring his voyage from Australia—ani, although he had retained it as a disguise, he at once shaved it off, leaving only a mustache end revealing a face from which a healthier life and out-of-door existence had removed the last trace of vice and dissipation. But he did not know it. All the next day he thought of his fair visitor, and iound himself often repeating her odd remark that she was “not that kind of girl”—with a smile that was alter- nately significant or vacant. Evidently she could take care of her he thought, al- theugh ner very good !ovxs, no doubt, had exposed her to the rude attentions of fish- ermen or the common drift of San Fran- cisco wharves. Perhaps this was why her parents brought her here. When the day passed and she “came not, he began to vaguely wonde- if he had been rude to her. Perhaps he had taken her simple remark too seriously; perhaps she had oxpected he would oniy laugh, and had found aim dull and stupid. Perhaps he had thrown aw: an opportunity. An opportunity for what? To renew his old life and habits? No, no! The horrors of his recent imprisonment and escape were still too fresh in his memory; he was not safe yet. Then he wondered if he had not grown spiriuless and pigeon-liv- ered in his solitude and loneliness. The day he searched tor her with his and saw her playiag with one of the chilcren on the besch—a very picture of child or nymphlike innoceace. Perhaps it Was because she was not “that kind of girl’ that she had attracted him. He laughed bitterly. Yes; that was very fun- ny; he, an escaped convict, arawn toward honest, simple innocence! Yet he knew--he Was positive—he had not thougat of any il When he spoke to her. He took a singular, a ridiculous pride in and credit to himself for that He repeated it incessantly to himself. Then what mage her angry? Himseit! The devil! Did he carry, then, the record of his past life forever in’ his face— in his speec his manner? The thought made him The ne he would ful what excitement and sa‘ got out of that strange act of made the day seem full that had 1 nt before tore. ft. the idea that k to San Freneisco, and longing for the morning light him. Yet when the fog cleare a nearer point, behind a sand dune, he dis- yet he could not tell why or He felt injured, but 4e rather Yet in the night he was struck have gone he iay owake to she might “And Do You Want to Marry Him?” covered, by the aid of his glass, that she Was seated on the sun-warmed sands comb- ing out her long hair like a mermaid, he immediately returned to the cab and that morning; looked no more that way. In the afternoon, there being no sails in sight, he turned aside from the bay and waiked westward toward the ocean, halting only at the league-iong line of foam which marked the breaking Pacific surges. Here he was surprised to see a little child, half naked, following barefooted the creeping line of spume or running after the detach ed and quivering scraps of foem that chased each other over the wet sand, and— only a little further on—to come upon Cara herself, sitting with ier elbows on ber knees and her round chin in ner nands, apparently gazing over the waste of waters before her. A sudden and inexplicable shy- ness ote him. He hesitated and step- pe -hidden in a ly be Hees gully between the As yet ke had rot been observed; the young girl called to the child, and, sud- denly rising, threw off her red cap and shawl and quietly began to disrobe herself. A couple of coarse towels were at her feei. Jarman ii1stantly comprehended that she Was going to bathe with the child. She undoubtedly knew as well as he did that she was safe in that solitude—that no one would intrude upon her privacy from the bay shore nor from the desdlate inland trail to the sea without her knowledge. Of his own contiguity she had evidently taken no thought, believing him safely housed in his cabin beside the semaphores. She lifted her hands, and with a sudden movement shook out her long hair and let itfall down her back at the same moment that ‘her unloosened_ blouse slipped from her bare shoulders. Richard Jarman turn- ed quickly and walked noiselessly and Tap- idly away, until the little hillock faa shut out the beach. His retreat was sudden, unreasoning and unpremeditated as. his intrusion. It was not like himself, he knew, and yet it was as perfectly instinctive and natural as if he had intruded upon a sister. In the South seas he had seen native girls diving beside the vessels for coins, but they had provoked no such instinct as that which possessed him no’ More than that, he swept a quick, wrathful glance along’ the horizon on either side, and then, mounting a remote hillock which still hid him from the beach, he sat there and kept watch and ward. From time to time the strong breeze brought him the sound of infantila screams and shouts of girlish laughter from the urseen shore; he only looked the more keenly and suspiciously for any wan- dering trespasser, and did not turn his head. He lay there nearly half an hour, and, when the sounds had ceased, rose and made his way ‘slowly back to the cabin. He had not gore many yards before he heard the twitter of voices and smothered laughter behind him. He turned; it was Cara and the child—a girl of six or seven. Cara’s face was rosy—possibly from her. bath and possibly from some shame-faced consciousness. He slackened his pace, and, as they ranged beside him, said, “Good “Lord!” said iskness.) “Why, we've been taking a wasn ip the sed.” she tried to gather up her long hair; which had been left to stray over her shoulders and dry in the sunligh*, and even made q pretense of trying to con- ceal the wet towels they were carrying. Jarman did net laugh. “If you had told me,” he suid, gravely, “I could have kept Watch for you .with my glass while you were there, I cauld sea further than you.” “Tould you see us?” asked the little girl, with hopeful vivacity. x “No,” said Jarman, with masterly eva- sion. “There ape little sandhills between this and the beach.” “Then how tould other people see us?” persisted the ehild. Jarman gould see that the older girl was evidently embarrassed, and changed the subject. “I sometimes go cut,” he said, “when I can see there are no vessels in sight, and I take my glass with me. I can always get back in time to make signals. I thought, in fact,” he said, glancing at Cara's brightening face, “that I might get as far as your house on the shore some tralia. We sent for 'em—they’re due to- day or tomorrow on the mail steamer. “But he might have got away at any time.” “He couldn't without our knowing it. Don’t you see? Every time the signals went up we, in San Francisco, knew he was at his post. We had him safe—out here on these sand hills—as if he'd been under lock and key in ’Frisco. his own keeper and reported to u: “But since you're here and expect the papers tomorrow, why don’t you ‘cop’ him now?” “Because there isn’t a judge in San Fran- cisco that would hold him a moment un- Jess he had those extradition papers before hit He'd be discharged—and escape.” ‘Then what are you going to do.” “As soon as the steamer is signaled in ‘Frisco we'll board her in the bay, get the papers and drop down upon him.” “I see—and as he’s the signal man—the d—d fool—” “Will give the signal himself. day.” To his rise, her embarrassment The laugh that followed was so cruel Sani Degenerate increase, though she /that the young girl shuddered. But the had looked relieved before, and she did nut | next moment she slipped from the bed, reply. After a moment she said abruptly: “Did you ever see the sea lions?” “No,” said Jarman. “Not the big ones on Seal rock, beyond the cliffs?" continued the girl in real as- tonishment. “No,” repeated Jarman, “I never walked in that direction.” He vaguely remember- ed that they were a curiosity which some- times attracted parties thither, and for that reason he had avoidéd the spot. erect, pale and determined. The voices seemed to gradually retreat. She dressed herself hurriedly, and passed noiselessly through the room of her still sleeping parents, and passed out. A gray fog was lifting slowly over the sands and sea, and the police boat was gone. She no longer hesitated, but ran quickly in the di- rection of Jarman’s cabin As she ran, her mind seemed to be swept ciear of all illusion and fancy; she saw plainly every- oa ye sailed all around the | thing that had happened; she knew the Pern crathe rei eonicananuediCaraieith | tipsters Sor Barden smipcesens isa the importance. “‘Tnat's the best way to see | secret of his life—the dreadful cruelty of her remark to him—the man that she knew now she loved. The sun was painting the black arms of the semaphore as she toiled over the last stretch of sand and knocked IcuSly at the door. There was no reply. She knocked again; the cabin was silent. Hed he already fled?—and without seeing her and knowing all! She tried the handle of the door; it yielded: she stepped boldly into the room, with his name upon her @ps. He was lying fully dressed upon his couch. She ran eagerly to his side and stopped. It needed only a single giance at his congested face, his Ips parted with heavy breath, to see that the man was hopelessly, heiplessly drunk! Yet even then—without knowing that it was her thoughtless speech which had driven him to seek this foolish oblivion of remorse and sorrow—she saw only his ’Frisco sometimes ¢ on purpose—it’s b "em, and folks from takes a sail out there ju: too sandy to walk or drive ibere. only @ step from here. Look her said suddenly, and frankly opening her fine eyes upon him, “I'm going to take Lucy there tomorrow, and I'll snow you. Jarman felt his ch $s flush quickly with a pieasure that embarrasset him, “It wen't take long,” aid Cara, mistaking his mo- mentary hesitation, “and you can leave your telegraph aione. Nobody will be ihere, 50 no one will see you, and nobody know it.” He would have gone then, an: way, he knew. yet in his absurd seif-cor sciousness he was glad that her last sug- gestion had relieved him of a sense of reck- He assenied eager! a flash of less comphance. when with a wa: her white teeth and the same abrupiness i helplessness. She tried in vain to rouse she had shown at their last ‘ling, she a caught Lucy by the arm and darted away | him: he only muttered a few incoherent in a romping race io ner dwelling. Jar- | Werds and sank back again. She looked man siaried after her. He had no: want- | despairingly around. Something must be done; the steamer might be visible at any moment. Ah, yes—the telescope! She seized it and swept the horizon. There was a faint streak of haze against the line of sea and sky, abreast the Golden Gate. He had once told her what it meant. It was the steamer! A sudden thought leap- ed into her clear and active brain. If the police boat should chance to see that haze, too, and saw no warning signal from the semaphore, they would suspect something. That signal must be made—but not the right one! She remembered quickly how ed to go to her father’s house particularly, but why was she evidently as averse to it? With the sub:le pleasure that this ad- mission gave nim ihere was a faint str- ring of ion. it was gone whea he found her and Lucy the hext morning, radiant with the sun- shine, before iis door. The restraint of their previous meztings had been removed in some mysterious way, and they chat- ted gaily as they walked toward the ciiff: She asked him frausiy many quesiuon about himself—why he had come there and if he “wasn't ionely © answered fran. ly, 1 fear much more traniiy than he an- swered her, the many questions he asked he had explained to her the difference be- tween the signals for a coasting steamer At and the one that brought the mails. her ubout herself and her friends. | that distance the police boat could not de- When they reachen the cliffs they descenu- | tect whether the semaphore’s arms were ed to the beach, whic ey found desert- | €Xtended to perfect ht cles for + ed. Before them, it seem scarce a pistol steamer, or if the left arm was slightly shot from the shore, arose a nigh, bi detlected for a coasting steamer. She ra Epis Restart acne HaRoaiig mRneMOTEEE out to the windlass and seized the crank. For a moment it defied her strength: she citic surf, on which a number of oat Pe ont redoubled her efforts: animais ‘were uncouthly disportirg. ed he it began to creak WaaiSealuniopicahepenal or aneies) and groan, the great arms were slowly up- lifted, and the signal made. But the familiar sounds of the moving machinery had Yet, alter a fev mom looked at it} but, s they no longer don the sand, with ; fs terced through Jarman’ Lucy gathering Shells at the eaze, ch! DI gh Jarman’s THe RAALIGUGE LHGE talke, Dronen tig ore | Slugelsh consclousnesstan so other coe talk became eager confide, and then— uncbeaven pr earth could have done, and there wereedong and dangerous lapses of | 14 sae him to the one dominant sense nce-when ‘both were’ fain, to’ make | Re had left—the hatit of duty. She heard kim roll from the bed with an oath, stum- ble to the door, and saw him dash for- ward with an affrighted face and plunge riunciory ‘talk with Lucy on t he Do you i rac thought yester-| his head into a bucket of watery y you didn't Gant me to come to your | emerged fro: qT Sie Pour Pater amerGtine: ais NES? m7 pale and dripping, but full light of reason and conscious- s Ss eyes. He started when he saw her—even then she would have fled, but he caught her firmly by the wrist. Then, with a hurried, trembling voice, she told him all and everything. He lis: tened in silence, and only at the end raised her hand gravely to his lips. “And now,” she added, tremulously, “you mans fly—quick—at once! Or it will be too ate!” But Richard Jarman walked slowly to the door of his cabin, still holding her hand, and said quickly, pointing to his only chair: “Sit down; we must talk first.” Hecause' Matdo was there,” said the girl nkly. eS What hid he to do with it?” said Jar- man abruptly. “He wants to marry me.” “And do You ‘twant to marry him?” said Jarman qutckly. ©,” said the girl passionately. Why don't -you get rid of him, then? “1 can't—he's‘ hiding nere—he's ‘father’s friend.’ . “Hiding? What's he been doing?” Stealing. Stezting gold dust from min- I never cared for him anyway. And © a thief! She looked up quickly. Jarman nad risen hy What they said was never known, but aS) a i te LAeL Arar er dati alr’ the sata | @ few moments later they left the cabin euihetnen Jarman carrying in a small bag all his “A ship,” said Jarman in a strange, | Posssessions, and Cara leaning om his arm: hoarse veice. * must hurry back and i An hour later the priest of the mission signal. I'm afraid I haven't even ume to Dolores. was called upon to unite in matri- WalkGwith you=ISmuat nin tooit Gees, [mony a frank) honestlooking sellocr mad bye: He turned withont offeritg his hand and ran hurriedly in the direction gf the sema- phore. : Cara, discomfited, turned her black eyes to the But it seemed empty as be- fore, no sail, no ship on the horizon line— i schoouer slowly beating out —Ah, well! It no doubt was an Italian gipsy-looking girl. There were many hasty unions in those days, and the. holy church was only too glad to be able to give them its legal indorsement. But the good padre was a little sorry for the honest sailor, and gave the girl some serious advice. The San Franctsco papers the next morn- ing threw some dubious light upon the that sail—iho: © could uot see | matter in a paragraph, headed “Another it: hcw keen and far-seeing bis handsome, | Police Fiasco.” henest es were! She heaved a little sigh, “We understand that the indefatigable and calling Lucy to her side, began to | police of San Francisco, after ascertain- make ber way homeward. But she kept | ing that Marco Franti, the noted gold-dust her eyes on the semapkore; it seemed to her the next thing to seing him—this man | she was beginning to love. She waited for the gaunt arms to move with the signal of the vessel he had seen. Bui, strange to say, it was motionless. He must have been misiaken, All this, however, was driven from her mind in the excitement that she found on her return thrilling her own family. They had been warned that a _ police boat with detectives on board had been dispatched from Francisco to the cove. Luckily they had managed to con- vey the fugitive Franti on board a coast- wise schooner—Cara started as she remem- bered the one she had seen beating out of the’ gate—and he was now safe from pursuit. Cara felt relieved—at the same time she felt a strange joy at her heart, which sent the conscious blood to her cheek. She was not thinking of the es- caped Marco, but of Jarman. Later, when the police boat arrived—whether the de- tectives had been forewarned of Marco's escape or not—they contented themselves with a formal search of the little fishing hut and departed. But their boat remain- ed lying off the shore. That night Cara tossed sleeplessly on her bed; she was sorry she had ever spoken of Marco to Jarman. It was unnecessary now; perhaps he disbelieved her and thought she leved Marco; perhaps that was the reason of his strange and abrupt leave- taking that afternoon. She longed for the next day—she. could tell him everything now. Toward morning she slept fitfully, but was awakened by the sound of voices on the sands outside the hut. Its flimsy structure, already warped by the fierce daye long sun, allowed her through ch.nks and crevices not.enly to recognize the voices of the detectives, but to hear distinctly what they aaid« Suddenly the name of Jarman struck sapon her ear. She sat up- right in befl, breathless. “Are you sure;it’s the same man?” asked the second voice “Perfectly’ answered the first. “He was trackéd ta ‘Frisco, but disappeared the day heclayded. We knew from our agents thato‘hetnever left the bay. And when we foung<that somebody answering his descriptéen got See siont = perso operator out hepe, we lew that we ha ten our gmap and the £250 offered for “Bhe said my new bonnet made her look his captures} 10 @ perfect fright.” TE 3t wh aoe * PEARLS OF ETIQUETTE. aap 6 thief, was hiding on the shore, near the Presidio, proceeded there with great solemnity, and arrived, as usual, a few hours after their man had escaped. But the climax of incapacity was reached when, as it is alleged, the sweetheart of the absconding Franti, and daughter of a brother fisherman, eloped still later, and joired her lover under the very noses of the police. The attempt of the detectives to excuse themselves at headquarters by reporting that they were also on the track of an alleged escaped Sydney Duck was received with the derision and skepticism it deserved, as it seemed that there worthies mistook the mail steamer, which they should have boarded to get certain extradition papers, for a coasting steamer.” . . . . . It was not unul four years later that Murano was delighted to recognize in the husband of his long lost daughter a very rich cattle owner in southern California called Jarman—but he never knew that he had been an escaped convict from Sydney, who had lately received a full pardon through the instrumentality of divers dis- tinguished people in Australia. —_s_—_. Maxims Up te Date. From the Philadelphia Bulletin. A rolling stone gets there just the same. Necessity fathers the invention of many les. It's a polite wind that blows nobody's hat from his head. Do as you would be done by, if the other fellow did you. Make hay while the sun shines, but make baste when it rains. ‘The proof that the pudding is not fit to eat is m trying to eat it. You may lead a man to water, but you cannot prevent his drinking something stronger. Never take the will for the deed, when you can get the deed for a rich man’s will, ————__+e+_____ Why She Went. From Answers. “So you've lost your cook?” “Yes, she went last week.” “What was the reason?” ad we oti a A Planispucre of the Heavens, showing the prin: 4, at 9p SEPTEMBER SKIES aS cae Stars and Planets That Well Repay Close Study. | conste jon. When we have found it to- night, by the mecns above pointed out, w shall see t is a long way to the west of Aries— thirty deer The chan has been ! bout by “precessio: a slow movement of both equinoxes toward West, as a consequence of the earth's | waboling moticn as it turns on its axis— j which carries cach equinox entirely around | the heavens in abeut 26,000 years The space between Aries and the vernal equinox is oceupied by the constellation Pise the Fishes. There are no bright and the constellation is an ! HINTS FOR AMATEUR ASTRONOMERS | === oe: a stors he lingly shadowy cne—hardly worth look- ies ing for. The two Fishes, a) nda Wester sh. The first ts direc th of A la: the md ii th the » «ft Pegasus. They pited air of hands, said to be tra Interesting Figures as to the Great Nebula of Andromeda, | gi Hoos! Fat inh whieh re 5 third magnitud the foe brig t onstel- lation i. for the THE SHIFT IN THE EQUINOX }j benenit who may to search for it 5 the const n which the ee sun now enters on py ve | nox, though it ix still said to enter Written for ‘The Evening Star. ume the “sign” Aries The Milky Way now passes, at # p.m., Algol, the Demon. directly overhead. constellations § In it or near it are the orplo and Sagitarius, both One of the most interesting of the celes- tial objects now in ition favorable low in the southwest; Ophiuchus, for observation is the variable star Algol— in his grasp the wriggling Serpent; the | al Guhl, the demon. Ordinarily this star Sagle, with its brilliant star Altair; the | js of the second : but at under- wan, or Northern Cross, nearly in the | goes periodically a remarkable change of zenith; Cepheus, standing above the Pole rg in the space of about Star; ssiopeia, in midheavens in she he fourth ma ade northeast; and below Cassiopeia, the oid rigid seep hy ryt hero Py brandishing in his right hand a Fenty Sine manta an invisible sword ang swinging in his left s, twenty hours, fort the frightful Gorgon’s head. > will now be fe lock low i northeast. I 1 from its position Androme. the cente t forms 4 near- 5 explanat behavior is To the right of Cassiopeia and Perseus, at about one-third of the distance from Sat | horizon to the zenith, is Andromeda. The constellation is easily located by means of its three brighter stars, all of the second wit magnitude, which Me at about the same ee he distance apart in a line curving upward to i ny = Binwed the right. The-lowermost of the three is | % off a jon of 1 mma, ‘a beautiful colored double star, | jight A na Algol convenient for one of the finest in the heavens, consis:i n thi th of this of an t orange-vellow st a hat time the ‘ tt star will companion, which is emerald green. en well: bu soon as star is a splendid object for a small t an be fairly observed it wiil be seen to scope. The middie star of the thr i s Miant than usual. brightest of the three which form the | ain of the second maiden’s belt—is Beta; the uppermost in favorable minimum the head is Alpha, known also by the Ara- bic name Alpheratz. Andromeda is now in her best position for observing as a constellation. She reclines in the natural and easy pose whien she may be imagined to have assumed while bound to the rock, awniting the arrival of the sea monster, who, but for the timely intervention of Perseus, would have made a meal of her. To the modern star-; however, this constellation ts less in ing for its mythology than for Its th, at 11 p.m. Janets, be an evening star until After that date it will be a morn- ‘ough not visible as such during The Mercury will the 224. ing tar, month. s is a bri t morning star, hours and a half west of the sun. Mars is an evening star, an hour and a two gazer, orest nebula. This object lies near the st uf the sun, in the constellation , before 9 o'cloc! most of the three stars in the belt. It can e. easily be detected with the naked eye as a an evening in Leo, half an hour east of the sui near it to be pecullarly fuzzy star. Through an op» glass it has still more of a hazy look. Its | om with the sun will appearance in the field of a small t ope r on : 2 “ was very aptly described by Simon Marius, | | | ce wi pdm eae ar, in Keg} who first turned a telescope upon it, ann oh degrees hi Ae m Jot io 1612, as that of a “a candle shining through | ("4 Almost exactly south of i ranus, horn.” In form it is roughly elliptical, ae oe Albee nda mon the photography has shown that encompa: | 25th u % th interva ~ n its central nucleus, or core of light, a’ degree forty-eight min- whorls and incurving streaks of a faint ® than thiee diameters of Look for it with an opera glass. giow, the arrangement of which tells plain _ ee ly of motion. There is certainly a mighty turmoil of some sort going on, h ver, | Taur tar, rising seon after slowly, in this region of but whether | Midnight. - . the nebula is simply a vast whirlpool of | On the n., Washington mean nebulous matter, whatever that may be, | time, the ross the le,” entering the sign Libra, and summer will be at an end. as Is the impression which one first <eives on looking at its photograph, or, a closer examination renders more like it is an aggregation of whirlpools—an in- tricate interlacing of eddying and coiling streams—it is difficult to decide. According to Theory. On the “metccric theory” of Mr. Lock- yer, that which is hcre whirling and eddy- ing is a mass of met: crites—bits of stone and metals—and the nebulous glow is due to their collisions, which result in heat sufficient to vapcrize and render luminous their more volatile substances. The spec- troscope favors this view, if it does not establish It. The light of the nebula is shown by this irstrument to come partly from raatter in the solid or liquid state and partly and mainly from gaseous maiter. Of the gases, cne is certainly hydrogen; respecting arother, which seems to be about equally plentiful, there is 2 questiom whether it is nitrogen, as is the opinion 2 Dr. Huggins, or, as Mr. Lockyer contends, the vapor of magnesium. These gases, t gether with a few others that betray their Presence occasionally through the spec- troscope, and rone of which has been iden- tified with certainty, are found in all of the nebulae. ‘To form some idea of the probable size of this nebula, assuming thet its distance from us is about seventy “light years”— which, though simply a wild gue, is an! assumption probably within bounds—we may calculate from the nebula’s apparent size that actually it is large enough more than to bridge the space between us and Alpha Centauri, the nearest of the stars, that its diameter exceeds that of the solar system nearly 6,000 times. ‘Alpha Andromeda forms one corner of the great Square of Pegasus, now a con- spicuous object, at 9 o'clock, in mid- heavens in the east. Although the Squire is roughly rectanguiar, each angle marked by a star of the second magnitude, its sides are not equal in length, the shortest measuring about twelve and the longest seventeen degrees. Its shorter sides range north and south; its longer, east and west. ‘The two stars which form the eastern side serve as “pointers” to the vernal equinex— the point at which the sun crosses the ce- lestial equator from the southern to the northern hemisphere, about the 2ist of March, and from which astronomers reckon the “right ascension,” correspon@ing to terrestial longitude, of celestial objects: A line run through there two stars from The Tsetwe Fly Feom the Satunlay Rev It used to be believed that the tsetse fly disease, that plague of African travel, was due to a poison natural to the tsetse fly, as the acrid secretion of ants or hornets are natural to those insects. A group of English bacteriologists have been investi- gating the disease, and it is now known that the ts fly is the mere bearer of the disease. The fly itself is the prey of a minute animal organism, and when it sucks the blood of an ox some of these Parasites enter the wound and multiply in- credibly in the blood vessels. Specimens of the blood of affected animals have been shown under high magnification, and the tiny, eei-like parasites, not larger than blood corpuscles, are “seen in countless numbers. Under another microscope a drop of fresh blood was shown with the para- sites actually alive and wriggling in dis- gusting activity. For comparison there Were shown, alive and dead, similar para- sites found infesting the blood of sewer rats in this country. Unfortunately, these parasites appear not to affect the health of the rats. + e+ —___ Between Two Gentlemen, From the New York Tribune. The late Justice Maule was once engaged ig passing sentence on a prisoner, when je of the olicers of the court annoyed him by crossing the gangway beneath him with papers for members of the bar. “Don’t you know,” cried the judge, severe- ly addressing the official culprit, “that You ought never to pass between two gen- tlemen when one of them is addressing the other?” Having thus relieved his mind the ivGge proceeded to pass sentence of seven years’ penal servitude on the other gentle- man. oo —_____ Clerk—“You say you will take this ham- mock, miss?” She—“Yes, but I want two of them.” ‘Very well, madame.”—Life. orth th and prolonged to a distance “For fifteen years ae apy that of the ‘stars apart, ter- my danghter suffered minates very close to this important point corribiy ooh te in the heavens. 4a pcre ggg ad _ First im the Zodiac. a ms —— Below Andromeda, as she is now posed, is jeibitee jek eB sesens sane eae Aries, the Ram, the first in order of the twelve constellations which form the zo- 5. SS was finally @iac. The constellation is merked con- given, and it prompt spicuously by a pair of stars between the Bong | p Nan Reged second and third magnitudes and about that she is cured five degrees apart, hich are placed by the sound and well, her skin is perfectly clear chart makers Ram's horns. ear. See ee eens ay a ater ot the Reeree ‘and pure, and she magnitude, in the Ram's left ear, which ‘has been saved from serves literally as an “ear mark” by which what threatened to this pair of stars may always he recog- Blight her life tor- Teen see poan practically ana arbaie oe tims Either the constellation, which is otherwise poorly "We have tonight a good opportunity to 888. ts GUARANTEED PURELY VEGETABLE, observe amo} shift which Maprcn chim tne nacinnne te thee ceerin Or hai hs Mid fily ebe ‘Ous Geaponntah Wasik Gain.