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CBAPTER V. (Continued.) “— have not quite finished,” Marley said. quietly. “Pressed as to when the case had beer sold, Mr. Walen, without hesitation, said: ‘Yesterday, for £72 Abs." The purchaser was a stranger, whom Mr. Walen is prepared to identi- fy. Asked if 2 formal receipt had been given, Walen said that it had. And now I come to the gist of the whole matter. You saw Dr. Cross hand me a mass of papers, etc., taken from the person of the gentieman who was near- iy killed in your house?” David nodded. His breath was coming @ little faster. His quick mind had run ou abead; he saw the gulf looming be- fore him. “Go on,” said he, hoarsely, “go on. You mean to say that—” “That among the papers found in the mocket of the unfortunate st-anger was @ receipted bill for the very cigar case that ties here en the table before you! CHAPTER VI. A Policy of Silence. Steel Grepped into a chair and gazed @¢ Inspecter Mariey with mild surprise. At the same time, he was not in the least alarmed. Not that he failed to recognize the gravity of the situation, only tt appealed, in the first instance, to the professional side of his character. “Walen is quite sure?” he asked. “No possible deubt about it?” “Not it the feast. You see, he recog- nized his private mark at once, and Setghton is not so prosperous a place taat a man could sell a £70 cigar case and forget all about i:—that is, a second esse. I mean. It’s most extraordinary.” “Rather! What a magnificent story, ‘Marley!"” “Very,” responded Marley, drily. “It would take all your well known ingenu- “ity to get your hero out of this trouble.” Steel nodded, gravely. This personal twist brought him to the earth again. ‘He could clearly see the trap into which he had placed aimself. There before hutm tay the ciger case which he had positively identified as his own; inside hfs initials bore testimony to the fact. And yet the same case had been identi- fed beyond question as one sold by a ‘highly respectable focal tradesman to the mysterious individual now lying in ‘the Sussex county hospital. “May E smoke a cigarette?” asked. “You may smodke a score, if they will be of ayy assistance to you, sir,”’ Mar- fey repHed. “I don't want to ask you any questions, ani I don't want you— well. to commit yourself. But, really, air, you raust admit—” ‘Whe fmspector paused, ‘Significantly. David nodded again. “Pray proceed,” he said; “speak from fhe brief you have before you.” “Well, you see, it’s this way,” Marley sald, not without hesitation. “You call «s up to your house, saying that a mur- 7” has beem committed there; we find m™ stranger. elmost ut his lest gasp, in your conservatory, with every sign of a struggle having taken plece. You tell ‘us that the injured man Is a stranger to you; vou ge on to say that he must have found his way into your house during a rocturral ramble of yours. Well. that sounds like common sense, om the face of it. The criminal has studied your habits, and has taken ad- vantage of them. Then I ask if you are fm the habit of taking these midnisht strotis. and, with some signs of hesita- ¢fon. you say that you have never done such a thing before. Charles Dickens ‘was very fond of that kind of thing, and X naturafly imagined that you had the same fancy. But you had never done se before. And, the only time, a man fis nearly murdered in your house.” “Perfectty correct.” David murmured. “Gaboriau could not have put it better. You mirht have been a pupil of my re- markable acquaint: nce, Hatherly Bell.” “{ am a pupil of Mr. Bell's,” Marley said, quietly. “Sevon years ago he in- duced me to teave the Huddersfield po- Mice to go Into his office, where I stayed until Mr. Bell gave up the business, when I applied for and gained my pres- ent position. Curious you should men- tton Mr. Bell’s name ,seeing that he was ‘here so recently as this afternoon. “Staying in Brighton?" Steel asked, eagerly. ‘hat is his address?” “No. 219 Brunswick Square.” It took all the nerve that David pos- -seased to crush the cry that rose to his ‘Wps.. Ft was more than strange that the man he most desired to see at this functure should be staying in the very ‘house where the novelist had his great adventure. And in the mere fact might be the key to the problem of the cigar case. “Yl certainly see Bell,” he muttered. “Go on, Marley.” “Yes. sir. We now proceed to the ci- @ar case that lies before you. It was also tying on the floor of the conserv- atory an the night in question. I sug- ested that here we might have found a clue, taking the precaution, at the same time to ask if the article in question «was your property. You looked at the case as ane does who examines an ob- fect for the first time, and proceeded to dectare that ft was not yours. T am @aite prepared to admit that you in- rtaatiy corrected yourself But, T ask, is tt 2 usual thing for a man to forget the ownership of a £70 cigar case?” “‘& nice point, and T congratulate you eem 8," David said. “Then we will take the matter a li(tle farther. A day or two ago you were in dire need of something like £1,000, - Pemporarily, at any rate, you were _ practically at the end of your resources. cd the money were not forthcoming, in @ few hours you-were a ruined man. In gulgar parlance. you would have been up. Mossa & Mack had you in voxels and they were determined to gmake all they could out of you. The morning following the outrage at your @ouse you call pen np oe and pro- David duce the cigar case lying on the table before yeu. From that. case you pro- duce notes sufficient to discharge your debt—-Bank of England notes, the num- bers of which, I need hardly say, are in my possession. The money is produced from the case yonder, which case we know was sold to the injuced man by Mr. Wallen.” Marley made a long and significant pause. Steel nodded. “There seems to be no way out of it,” he said. “I can see one,” Marley suggested “Of course, it would simplify matters enormously if you merely told me, in confidence, whence came those notes. You see, as I have the numbers, I could verify your statement beyond question, Marley paused again and shrugged his shoulders. Despite his cold, official manner, he was obviously, prompted’ by a desire to serve his companion. And yet, simple as the suggestion seemed, it was the very last thing with which Steel could comply. The novelist turned the matter over rapidly in his mind. His quick percep- tions flashed along the whole logical line instantaneously. He was like a man who suddenly sees a midnight lanéscape by the glare of a dazzling flash of light. “I am sorry,” he said, slowly, “very. sorry to disappoint you. Were our situ- ations reversed, I should take up your position exactly. But is so happens that I cannot, dare not, tell you where I got these notes from. So far as I am concerned they came honestly into my hands in payment for special services rendered. It was part of my contract that I should reveal the secret to no- body. If I told you the story, you would decline to believe it; you would say that it was a brilliant effort of a novelist’s imagination to get out of a dangerous position.” “TI don’t know that I should,” Marley replied. “I have long since ceased to wonder at anything that happens/in or is connected with Brighton.” “All the same, I can’t tell you. Mar- ley,” Steel said, as he rose. “My lips are absolutely sealed. The point is: what are you going to do?” “For the present. nothing,” Marley replied. “So long as the man in the hospital remains unconscious, I can do no more than pursue what Reaconsfield called ‘a policy of masterly inactivity.” I have told you a rood deal more than 1 had any right to do, but I did so in the hope that you coulé assist me. Perhaps in a day or two vou will think better of it. Meanwhile—’ “Meanwhile I am in a tight place. Yes, I see that perfectly well. It is just possible that IT may scheme some way. out of the difficulty. and, if so. I shall be only tor pleased to let you know. Good-night, Marley, and many thanks to you.” But with all his tugenuity and fer- tility of imagination David could see no way out of the trouble. He sat up far into the ni¢ht scheming: there was no flavor in his tobacco; his pictures and flowers, his silver and china, jarred upon him. He wished, with all his heart, that he had let everything go. It need only have been a temporary mat- ter, and there were other Cellini tank- ards and intaglios, and line engravings in the world for the man with money in his purse. He could see no way out of it at all. Was it not possible that the whole thing had been deliberately planned so as to land him and his brains into the hands of some clever gang of swind- lers? Had he been tricked and fooled so that he might become the tool of oth- ers? Tt seemed hard to think so, when he recalled the sweet voice in the dark- ness and its passionate plea for help. And yet the very cigar case that he had been told was the one he admired at Lockhart’s had proved b2yond question to be one purchased from Walen’s! If he decided to violate his promise end tell the whole story, nobody would believe him. The thing was altogether too wild and improbable for that. And he refiected, things almost as im- possible happen in Brighton every day. And what proof had he to offer? Well, there was one thing certain, At least three-quarters of those bank notes the portion he had collected at the house with the crimson blind—could not possibly be traced to the injured.man. And, again, it was no fzult of Steel's that Marley had obtained possession of the numbers of the notes. If the de- tective chose to ferret out facts for him- self no blame could attach to Steel. If these people had enly chosen to leave out of the question that confounded cigar case! David's train of thought was broken as an idea came to/him. Tt was not so long since he had a fac-simile cigar case in his hand at Lockhart’s, in North street. Somebody connected with the mystery must have seen him admiring it and reluctantly declining the pur- chase, because the voice from the tele- phone told him that the case was a present and that it had come from the famous North street establishment. “Ry Jove!" David cried. “Ill go to Lockhart’s to-morrow and see if the case is still there. If so, I may be'able to trace it!” Fairly early the next morning David was in North street. For the time be- ing he had put his work aside altogevh- er. He could not have written a dozen consecutive lines to save the situation. The mere effort to preserve a cheerful face before his mother was a_ torture. And at any time he might find himself fetced to meet a criminal charge. ‘The gentlemanly assistant at Loek- nart’s remembered Steel and the cigar ease perfectly well; but he was afraid that the article had been sold. No doubt it would be possible to obtain a fac-simile in the course of a few days. ‘Only I required that particular one. Steel said. “can you tell me when it was sold, and who purchased it? A junior partner did. and could give some kind of dane deg Several peo- yet, i Siok ple had admired the case, and it had been on the point of sale several times. Finally it passed ‘nto the hands of an American gentleman staying at the Metropole. “Can you tell me his name?” David asked, “or describe him?” “Well, I can’t, sir,” the junior. part- ner said, frankly. “I haven't the slight- est recollection of the gentleman. He wrote from the Metropole, on the hotel paper, describing the case and its price, and enclosed the full amount in £10 notes, and asked to have the case sent by post to the hotel. When-we ascer- tained that the notes were all right we naturally posted the case, as desired, and there, so far as we are concerned, was an end of the matter.” “You don’t recollect his name?” “Oh, yes. The name was John Stith. If there is anything wrong—" David hastily gave the desired as- surance. He wanted to arouse no sus- picion. All the same, he left Lockhart’s with a plethora of suspicions of his own. Doubtless the jewelers would be weli and fairly satisfied so long as the case had be2n paid for; but from the standpoint of David's superior know- ledge, the whole transaction fairly bristled. with suspicion. Not for one -noment did Steel believe in the American at the Metropole. Somebody stay2d there, doubtless, un- der the name of John Smith, and that said somebody had paid for the case in £10 notes, the tracing of which might prove a task of years. Nor was it the slightest use to inquire at the Metro- pole, wheré, practically, everybody is identified by a number and Where scores come and go every day. John Smith would only have to ask for his letters and then drop quietly into a sea of oblivion. Well, David had got his information, and a lot of use it was likely to prove to him: As he walked thoughtfully homewards he was debating in his mind whether or not he might venture to call at or write to 219 Brunswick Square, and lay his difficulties before the people there. At any rate, he re- flected, with grim bitterness, they would know that he was not romane- ing. If nothing turned up in the mean- time he would certainly visit Bruns- wick Square. He sat in his own room puzzling the matter out until his head ached and the flowers before him reeled in a daz- zling whirl of color. He looked around for inspiration, now desperately, as he frequently did when the warp of his delicate fancy tangled. The smallest thing sometimes fed the machine again —a patch of sunshine, the chip on a p'ate, the damaged edge of a frame. Then his eye fell on the telephone, and he jumped to his feet. “What a fool IT am!” he exclaimed. “If I had been plotting this business out as a story I should have thought of that long ago. . . No, I don’t want any number, at Jeast in that way. Two nights ago I was callei up by some- body from London who held the line for fully half an hour or so. I’ve—I've for- gotten the address of my own corre- spondent, but if you can ascertain th? number . . . yes, I shall be here if you will ring me up when you have got it... , Thank: Half an hour pass>d before the bell t rilled again. David listened eagerly. At any rate, know he was going to know the number whence the myste- riovs message came—O0I7. Kensington, was the number. David muttered his thanks and flew to his big telephone di- rectory. Yes, there it was—0017, 446, Prince’s Gate, Gilead Gates. The big volume dropped with a crash on the floor. David looked down at the crumpled volume with dim, misty arr azement. ‘Gilead Gates!’ he murmured. ‘“‘Quak- er millionaire and philenthropist. One ef the most highly-esteemed and popu- lar man in England. And from this house came the message which had been the source of all the mischief. And yet there are critics who say the plots of my novels are too fantastic!” CHAPTER Vil. 218 Rrunswick Square. a vague feeling of uncertainty as t¢ what he was going to do next. A vers stdid, old-fashioned footman answered his knock and inquired his business. “Can—can I see your mistress?” .Da- vid murmured. “The staid footman became, if possilale a little more reserved.’ If the gentle- man would send in his card, he would see if Miss Ruth was disengaged. David found himself vaguely wonder- ing what Miss Ruth’s surname might be. The old Biblical name was a great favorite of his. “I’m afraid I haven't a card,” he said “Will you say that Mr. Steel would like to see—er—Miss Ruth for a few min- utes? My business is exceedingly press- ing.” The staid foctren led the way into the dining room. Evidently this was no frivolous house, where giddy butter- flies came and went; such gaudy in+ sects would have been chilled by the solemn decorum of ‘the place. David followed into the dining room in a dreamy kind of way, but with the feel- ing that comes to us all at times, the sensation of having done and seen the} same thing before. Nothing had been altered. The same plain. handsome, expensive furniture was here, the s{me mahogany and en- gravings, the same dull-red walls, with the same light stain over the fire place. A dull, prosperous. square-toed-looking place. The electric fittings looked a lit- tle different, but that might have been fancy. It was the ideutical room in which Dayid had run his quarry to earth, and he began to feel his Spirits rising. Doubtless he could scheme some way out of the difficulty and spare his phantom friends at the same time. (To Be Continued.) Played Piano Twenty-Seven Hours But Went Mad. Gustav Garnier, a composer, won his wager that he could play the piano ceaselessly for more than twenty-four hours without repeating the same piece. He played twenty-seven hours and four minutes without notes, entirely from memory, playing 116 pieces, ranging from a concert hall waltz to a Beetho- ven symphony. Twice he was fed by an assistant, but without interrupting the playing. The performance ended when Gar- nier, who had been raving more and more for two hours, féll insensible. The skin had worn from his finger- tips, and after he stopped his arms be- gan to swell. At the present time Garnier is still, out of his mind, and the doctors say his condition is precarious.—Paris Cor- respondence of New York World. Intoxication Among Women. According to the report of the depart- ment of vital statistics, drunkenness among the women of London is increas- ing year by year. This, perhaps, is one of the reasons why the government is rigorously enforcing all clauses of the government license bill that give discretionary powers to justices to sup- press drunkenness as far as possible. A case in point, abeut which society is talking, occurtel the other day, when a tall, well-dressei woman was arrest- ed for being drunk and helpless in the Strand. At Bow Street she gave the name of Christiana Sykes, and her ad- dress as No. 2, Chesterfield street, May- fair, which is the residence of Lady Tatton Skyes. She was discharged with a reprimand.—London Cable to New York Hevalil. + . Introducing Major Schurtz. De Wolf Hopper was standing tn front of Weber & Fields, ta'king to a fellow professional recently, when a, man disengaged himself from the pass- ing show and approached the comedi- an The latter's look spelt, absolute forgetfulness of the neweomer’s name. However, Hopper turned to his com- panion and said: “White, let me tntroduce—um—m— why, do you know your name has slipped me for a moment?” The man leaned toward him and ispered: Have you forgotton? I “made your shirts.” mo!" exclaimed GRIM WIT OF THE ‘CANNY SCOT He Explains Why Good Crops Grow op Field of Bannoekburn. @ Most of the historic spots in Great Britain and on the Continent are care- fully prepared for the tourist. Tablets tell the facts in the case, and the ruins are all tagged. There is small chance for dreaming or giving the imagination play where guides show one just when to thrill. It is for its entire absence of trap- pings and stage setting that the field of Bannockburn is worth more than all the labelled marvels to be seen on a foreign tour. Bannockburn ‘is fortu- nate in having no facilites of trans- portation. It is mot too easy of ap- proach. A tramear from Stirling takes one the first two miles, to St. Minians, but after that there remains a’half-% HOW CHEAP BAKING POWDER I$ MADE. The Health Department of New |. York has seized a quantity of so-called cheap baking powder, which it found in that city. Attention was attracted to it by the lov price at which it was being sold in the department stores. Samples were taken and the chemist of the Health Department reported the stuff to be “an alum powder,” which analysis showed to be compos- ed chiefly of alum and _ pulverized rock, ‘fhe powder was declared to be dan- gerous to heaith, and several thou- sand pounds were carted to the offal dock and destroyed. It is unsafe te experiment with these so-called “cheap” articles of food. They are sure to be made from alum, rock, or other injurious matter. In baking] jijg walk to the battlefield. powders, the high class, cream of tar-| 1, elaborate description in tar brands are the most economical, large type tells that the because they go farther in use and are healthful beyond question. Names Were All Irish. Counselor Abram H. Hummel, eeca- sionally heard of in connection with di- vorce cases, tells the following: “I was retained by an <Australfan banker's daughter to secure her a di- voree. After having obtained the de- cree, I delivered it to her, and was sur- prised when she burst into a roar of laughter after seading it. . “ ‘What is funny?’ I asked. “Why, look here,’ replied the dt- vorcee. ‘Look at the names: “Dono- scene has finally been reached. They only means of identification is a flag- staff to mark the spot/where Bruce planted his standard. But for the rest there are just rolling hills, coverered over with barley and oats. It is all as productive and unpretentious as some useful tract without memories. A traveller, not so long ago, who hat expected to find barrenness, remarked to a laborer harvesting on the flank of the hill that falls away to the English position, that the murderous work of six centuries ago had not cursed or van," justice; Bae 2 ere blighted the region. “Keeran,” county clerk. “Why, sh®} «On the contrary,” i any ry,” returned tho mirthfully added, ‘when I return home! soot as he looked over the fertile to my parents they’ll say: “ou went to to my parents, they'll say: “You went to Ireland for your divorce—not to America.""’""—New York Times. fields, which had once been the grave- yard for an army. “The Englishers, they make good crops.” King’s Shirt Brings $1,10. Two hundred and ten guineas ($1,100) is a pretty good price to pay for an old shirt, even if the garment is made of silk. Still, when it is explained that considerable aistorical interest is at- tached, the price may not seem remark- able. A shirt brought this price at Steven’s auction rooms the other day. It was the one worn by Cherles I. on his way to the scaffold.—London Cable to New York Herald. ADMITS HE DIDN’T GET THE VOTE Senator Penrose of Pennsylvania Relates @ Good Campaiga Incident. Senator Boies Penrose of Pennsyl- vania is never accused of lack of gal- lantry, but the other day, while talk- ing in the Senate antechamber of his early efforts in the political arena, he confessed that his wonted graciousness to the gentle sex had once been found wanting. we “IT had to get the support of a rural Assemblyman who was under the sway of a certain county boss whom we will know as Uncle Jacob, though that is not his Christian name. 4 “I drove out to the Assemblyman’s farm, and his wife ushered me into the darkened, musty parlor and presented her babies. Remembering Uncle Ja- gob’s successful tactics—and that I had to deal with his opposition—I began bravely by kissing the babies. “The mother—a dowdy, not over handsome woman—beamed with what I thought was satisfaction, but a mo- ment later I interpreted it as expec- tancy, when one of the young hopefuls spoke up and said: “Why don’t you kiss mamma? Un- cle Jacob always does.” “Did you accept the suggestion?” asked Senator Kean. “Well, I didn’t. get the vote I was after,” said Senator Penrose, dodg- ing the question—New York Tribune. A Soldier’s Narrow Escape. Watts Flats, N. ¥., May 5th.—George Manhart of this place, « hale and hearty old soldier of 30 years of age, tells a thrilling story of a narrow es- cape from death. “Four years ago,” he says, “the doc- tors who attended me during a serious illness, called my wife aside and told her Icould not live two weeks, as I had Bright’s Disease, which meant cer- tain death. “As a last resort we thought we would try Dodd’s Kidney Pills, and ac- cordingly, sent to Mr. Clark’s drug store atd got a box. “This remedy worked wonders in my case. I noticed the improvement at once and discharged the doctor. + “T kept on improving until every symptom of jilness had gone and I was strong and well. “I feel like a boy, and to-day I am chopping wood as well at eighty as at twenty. Dodd’s Kidney Pills, did it.” Uniform of the Yacht Club. ~ At the dinner given to Prince Henry by Mr. and Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt, Jr., Mr. Vanderbilt wore a dress suit which had gold buttons on the coat and waistcoat. Much comment was caused thereby, and it was said the young millionaire was attempting to set a new style for men’s evening wear. The simple fact was that Mr. Vanderbilt’s\ gold-buttoned dress suit was the regu- lation full-dress uniform of the New York Yacht club, to whose house he accompanied Prince Henry later in the evening.—New York Times. Buby’s Horse Is a Rooster. Dogs and cats have! been employed to draw baby carriages, but using a rooster for such a purpose is a new idea. O, J. Plomesen of Luverne, Ia., has a_ flock of cochin china fowls, among them a rooster that is a giant in the feathered kingdom. On ac- count of his size and breed he is a pet in the family and has become very tame. PATENTS. training him to draw the baby car- riage in which his daughter takes her exercise in the air. He made a light List of Patents Issucd Last Week ta Northwestern Inventors. and Mr. Plomesen conceived the plan of # “How careless of Hopper. ‘White, allow me to intro- duce my old friend, Major Schurtz."— Solon D. Book, Bagley, Minn., engine; John Eklund, Minneapolis, Minn.,fold- ing umbrell Charles Gale, Minneap- The emotion of surprise seemed to; have left Steel altogether. After the harness, fastened it to the bird, after a few weeks taught him to pull the vehicle along the dooryard path last discovery he was pre;.ared to be- lieve anything. Had anybody told him that the whole bench of bishops was at the bottom of the mystery he would have respondei that the cuggestion was. highly probable. “Still, its what the inimitable Dick Swiveier would call a staggerer,” he muttered. “Gates, the millionaire, the one great capitalist who kas the pro- found respect of the labor world. No, | a man with a record like that couldn't have anything to do with it. Still, it must have been from his house that the | mysterious message came. The post- office people, working the telephone trunk line would know that—a fact Which probably escaped the party who called me up. . . . I'll go to Bruns- wick Square and see that woman. Mon- ey or no money, I’ll not lie uuder an im- | putation like this.” ig There was one thing to be done be- forehand, and that was to see Dr. Cross. From the latter's manner, he evidently » knew something of the charge hanging: ‘injured by the moisture, procure a tight ‘ly familiar with the practice. She was New York Times. The Way to Disinfect Books. \te you have an atomizer, half-fill it with a 40 per cent solution of formalde- hyde, Stand the books upright on the end, wide open, «with the leaves separ- ated as much as possible, and spray thoroughly with formaldehyde. If the binding is very delicate and likely to be tin box large enough to hold the book and a sattcer filled with formaldehyde. Stand the book upright, as described, and close the box, leaving it for an hour at least. It is said that one eubic centimeter of formaldehyde to 300 cubic centimeters of space will thoroughly disinfect any book in fifteen minutes.— Ladies’ Home Journal. PS ATE aS Eo ERE i gts A New Version. It was the young daughter of an East Side saloonkeeper, innocent of any the- ories of “Sunday opening.” but perfect- in her class in the mission Sunday school, and, in the course of the cate- chism “quiz” the question came to her: olis, Minn., tread power; Hiram Huff, Winans, S. D., windmill; Bruno Kip- pels, Moorhead, Minn., merry-go-round: Simeon Lawlor, Duluth, Minn., window- washing apparatus; John Olson, Min- neapolis, Minn., fire alarm. Lothrop & Johnson, patent atto.aeys, O11 & 912 Pioneer Press Bldg., St. Paul. Minn, without difficulty. The little one, of course, cannot drive, but her sister sometimes gets into the carriage and guides the feathered “horse” about the yard.— Des Moines Leader. The Way It Was. Mrs. Grump—I understand that you had seme trouble with Mrs, Kick, for whom you last worked? Hired Girl—Oi didn’t hav’ no trouble wid her, mum. Shure it wor her that had th’ trouble wid me.—Ohio State Journal. Spiders as Wire Tappers. In Japan it is next to impossible to work a telegraph line satisfactorily when the spider has once, so to speak, drawn it into her net. For the Japanese spider is not con- tented with trees and vines as points of support, but attaches her web to the telegraph wires, insulators and rather short poles, and When the net becomes wet with dew or rain, of course, it is all up with the insulation of the line. The frequent stoppages and “grounds” puzzled the telegraph men a good deal before they were traced to the innocent-looking little spiders. Now the lines are regularly patrolled Do Your Feet Ache and Burn? _ Shake into your shoes, Allen's Foot Ease, a powder for the feet. It makes tight or New Shoes feel Easy. Cures Corns, Bunions, Swollen, Hot and Sweating Feet. At all Druggists and Shoe Stores, 25c. Sample sent FREE. Address Allen 8. Olmsted, LeRoy, N. Y. One Sign Omitted. “They’re putting up some new signs in these cars.” the ground. > “He made the world in six days, and New speaking to nobody. “Oh, the man is better,” said Cross, bwas, arrested on the ‘seventh. cheerfully. ‘He hasn’t been identined York Commercial Advertiser. vet, though the press hag given us ev, ery assistance. I fancy the poor fel- low is going to recover, though I am afraid it will ve a long job.” “He hasn't recovered Lonsqousness then?” “Standing room only."—Inélanapolis News. } : ee RUSSIAN ggg you be short of hay? If so, plant bebe d of this Social ly prolific millet. 5 to 8 Tons of Rich Hay Per Acre, | Price 50 lbs. $1.90; 100 lbs. $3. Low fi John A. Salzer Seed Co., La Crosse, W: W Occasional Relief. Visitor to the Prison—I suppose’ this life of yours here isa continual tor- ture? Convict--Oh, no, Not so bad as that We don’t have visitors every day, you know.—Boston Transcript. PUTNAM FADELESS DYES do not stain the hands or spot the kettle (ex- cept green and purple.) Sold by arug: /| gists; 10c per package. Didn't Vouch for Them Himself. “Wave you got anything that will cure rheumatism?” inquired the cus- » tomer. “Why—er,”” soa the druggist, limp- Wark ing along behind the counter toward as pare neltten. pvt SUI te , the medicine shelves, “we have several 4 * —er—remedies that areg@highly—er—re- tain pressure on the braine which we ,,, ‘h2umatism.”. ago are unable to locate. and we dare not Sat aaa fee Sap al try the Roentgen rays yet. So, on the , whole, you are likely to escape with’ a> Gentle. charge of aggravated assault.” | ‘Waiter—How would you like to’ have David smiled grimly as he went his | your steak, sir? way. He walked the whole distance tu! Frank Custom2r (who has been wait- Hove, along North street andthe jing twenty minutes)—Very much, in- Western Road, finally turning down! qeed, thank you, if it isn’t to much Brunswick Square, instead of up it. as. jcrouble. <P bHadcehiy Press ~ /he had done on th2 night of the great pe a OR Se adventure. He wondered. vaguely, why | A ‘Common Object of Hate. TT ‘ he had been specially instructed to ap- ; A man can’t help believing some-| Nell-—Why is mira: Grabber A, unpop- proach the house in that way. 5 ular? ® thing of te ee deer ter a ey in flattery, Here he was at last, 219 Brunswick; Belle—She has won, forty-nine eushre | even by m re eg fs Square—220 ahove and, of course, 218 prizes this. Sear ee ” ‘Many aman grows eR ty: by acting ‘below the house. It looked ihe caine tithe haviignes tie came dapetl ee contrary to the advice of the majority | © it, the same door, “| the same blind in the, center aletnctinn e! the over Steel's head. Marley was evident-,| “Who made the world?” “Yes; but thére’s one they ought not} py men armed with long bamboo ly keeping that close to himself, and| “God did," was the prompt answer. | t© Aa fae brooms, but the spiders renew their “What's that?” webs as fast as the sweepers destroy them. i Royalty and Smallpox. The reignof smallpox in London re- minds that this scourge played sad havoe among Xuropean royalties throughout the seventeenth and eigh- teenth centuries. Two/of Charles [.’s children were carried off by the pest » and three of James H.’s offspring, in- cluding Mary, Queen of England and spouse of William III. Louis XVI.’s son (the dauphin), his | grandson (also dauphin) and his wife and great-grandson, Louis XV., all died of smallpox. Likewise Joseph I., Emperor of Germany, in 171: I1.,Emperor of Russia, in 1730; Henry, Prince of Prussia, in 1767, and Max- imilian Joseph, Elector of Bavaria, in ‘1777. Two of the British i had very narrow escapes from from. the disease, | namely, asks ‘TIL and Reser: Anne. a «t ———— oe ee Mee