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CHAPTER XII—(Continued.) “Another one,” Bell replied. “Oblige me by opening yonder parcel. There print that I purchased to- 1is, this, my friend is the at was stolen from Littmer'’s in Amsetrdam. If you look t Il see four dull, red the left-hand corner. They »sed to be blood-spots from a of the artist. I am prepared that this is the very print, all, that was pu-chased in 1m from that shady scoundrel, ner is credited with having one in his collection,” David urged. “He has one in his collection,” Bell gaid, coolly. “And, moreover, he is Grmly under the impression that he is at present the happy possessor of his own lost treasure. And up to this very day I was under exactly the same delu- gion. Now I know that there must faave been two copies of the plate, and tkat this knowledge was used to ruin me.” “But,” Steel murmured, “I don’t ex- actly see—” “Y am coming to that. We hunted fhiigh and low, for the picture, but no- where could it be found. The affair created a profound impression in Am- eterdam. A day or two later Van Gul- den went back to his duty on the Bel- gian front and business called me fhome. J packed my solitary portman- ¢eau and departed. When I arrived at the fronti I opened my luggage for the customs officer, and the whole con- tents was turned out without ceremony. On the bottom was a roll of paperon @ atick that I quite failed to recognize. An inquisitive customs house officer opened it, and immediately called the lieutenant in charge. Strange to say, he proved to be Von Gulden. He came up to me, very gravely, with the paper in his hand. “‘May I inquire how this came among ycur lugg)ge?’ he asked. “ft could say nothing. I was dumb. For there lay the Rembrandt. The red @pots had been smudged out of the cor- fer, but there the picture was. “Well, I lost my head then. I accused ‘Von Gulden of all kinds of disgraceful things. And he behaved like a gentle- man—he made me ashamed of myself. But he kept the picture, and returned it to Littmer, and I was ruinei. Lord Littmer declined to pros cute, but he would not see me and he would hear of mo explanation. Indeed, I had none to effer. Enid refused to see, me, also, or feply to my letters. The story of my big gambling debt, and its liquidation got about. Steel, and I was ruined. Some enemy had done this thing, and trom that day to this I have been a marked man “But how on earth was it done?” Steel eried “For the present I can only surmise,” Bell replied. “Van Sneck) was a slip- ery dog. Of course he had found two of those plates. He kept the one back, @o as to sell the other at a fancy price. My enemy discovered this, and Van Gneck’s sudden flight was his opportu- mity. He could afford to get rid of me @t an apparenily dear rate. He stole Zittmer’s picture—in fact, he must have done so, or I should not have it at this moment. Then he smudged out some @maginary spots on the other, and hid @t in my baggage, knowing that it ‘would be found. Also, he knew that it ‘would be returned to Littmer, and that the stolen plate could be laid aside, and produced at some remote date as an eriginal find. The find has been mine, and it will go hard if I can’t get to the bottom of this mystery now. it 1s strange that your mysterious trouble and mine should be bound un so closely ‘together, but in the end it will simplify matters, for the very reason that we @re both on the hunt for the same man.” “Which man we have got to find, Bell.” “Granted. We will bait for him as one does for a wily old trout. The fly shall be the Rembrandt, and you see hh will rise to it in time. But beyond this I ve made one or two important disceveries to-day. We are going to the whouse of the strarge lady who owns 218 and 219 Brunswick Square, and I shail foe greatly misiaken if she does not ywrove to be an old acquaintance of mnine. There will be danger.” “You propose to go to-night?” “I prepose to go at once,’ Bell said. “Dark hours are always best for dark ‘ausiness. Now, which is the nearest ~way to Longdean Grange?” “Su the House of the Silent Sorrow, as they call it, is to be our destination! & must confess that the place has ever eld a strange fascination for me. We will go over the golf links and behind Ovingéean village. It is a rare spot for @ tragedy.” Beil rose and lighted a cigar. “Come along.” he said. ‘Poke that Rembrandt behind your books, with its face to the wall. I would not lose that for anything, now. No, on second thoughts, I find I shall have to take it with me.” David closed the door carefully be- fhind him, and the two stepped out into the night. CHAPTER XIU. “Good Dog.” Two dancing eyes of flame were etreaming up the lane towards the girls, « long shadow slgnted across the ‘white pathway, the steady flick of hoofs drew uearer. Then the hoofs ceased ‘their smiting of tne dust and a man’s ‘woice spoke. ‘3 “Better turn and wait for us by the farm, driver,” the voice said. ‘Bell, can you manage, man?” < “Who was that?” Enid whispered. “A tranger?” ‘ “Not precisely,” Ruth replied. “That és Mr. David Steel. Ob, I am sure we can trust ‘him. Don’t annoy him. Think ef the trouble he is in for our sakes.”” “{ do,” #aid Enid, dcily. “I em also om Crimson By Fred MM. hite Hlin thinking of Reginald. If cur dear Reg- inald escapes from the foctering care of the dogs we shall be ruined, That man's hearing is wonderful. He will come creeping down here on those large, flat feet of his, and that cunning brain will take in everything like a flash. Good dog!” A hound in the distance growled, and then another howled mournfully. It was the plaint of the beast who had found his quarry, impatient for the g0- oler to arrive. So long as that contin- ued Henson was safe. Any attempt at escape, and he would be torn in pieces. Just at the present moment Enid al- most hoped that the attempt would be made. It certainly was all right for the present, but then Williams might hap- pen along on his way to the stables at any moment. The two men were coming, nearer. They both paused zs the dogs gave tongue. Through the thick belt of trees lights gleamed from one or two windows of the house. Steel pulled up and shuddered slightly, in spite of him- self. “Crimson blinds,” he said. “Crimson blinds all through this business. They are beginning to get on my uerves. What about those dogs, Bell?” “Dogs or no dogs, I am not going back now,” Bell muttered. “It’s per- fectly useless to come here in the day- time; therefore, we must fall back upon a little amateur burglary. There's a girl yonder who might have assisted me at one time, but—” Enid slipped into the road. The night was passably light, and her beautiful features were passably clear to the startled men in the road: “The girl is here,” she said. do you want?” Bell and his comranion cried out si- multaneously: Bell because he was sO suddenly face to face with one who was so very dear to him; David, because it seemed to him that he had recognized the voice from the darkness, the voice of his great adventure. And there was another st rprise, as he saw Ruth Gates side by side with the’ owner of that wonderful voice. “Enid!” Bell cried, hoarsely. not expect—” “What “T did “To confront me like this,” the girl said, coldly. “That I quite understand. What I don’t understand is why you in- trude your hated presence here.” Bell shook his handsome head mourn- fully. He looked strangely downcast and dejected, and none the less, per- hays, because a fall in crossing the downs had severely wrenched his ankle. But for a belated cab on the Rotting- dean road he would not have been here now. “As hard and cruel as ever,” he said. “Not one word to me, not one word iu my defense. And all the time I am the victim of a vile conspiracy—” “Conspiracy! Do you call vulgar theft a conspiracy?” y “Tt was nothing else,” David put in, eagerly. “A most extraordinary con- spirac: The kind of thing that you would not have deemed possible out of a book.” “And who might this gentleman be?” Enid asked, haughtiiyl “A thousand pardons for my want of ceremony, David said. “If I had not been under the impression that we had met before I should never have pre- sumed—” “Oh, a truce to this,” Bell cried. .“We are wasting time. The hour is not far distant, Enid, when you will ask my pardon. Meantime, I am going up to the house, and you are gcing to take me there. Come what may, I do not sleep to-night until I haye had speech with your aunt.” David had drawn a little aside, By a kind of instinct, Rutn Gates followed him. A shaft of gray light glinted upon her cycle in the grass by the roadside. Enid and Bell were talking in vehement whispers—they seemed to be absolutely unconscious of anybody else but themselves. David could see the anger and scorn on the pale, high- bred face; he could see Bell gradually expanding, as he brought cut all his strength and firm power of will to bear. ‘ “What will be the upshot of this?” Ruth asked, timidly. “Bell will cohquer,” David replied. “He always does, you know.” “Iam afraid you don’t take my meaning, Mr. Steel.” David looked down into the sweet, troubled face of his companion, and thence away to the vivid, crimson patches beyond the dark belt of foliage. Ever ard anon the intense stillness of the night was broken by the long- drawn howl of one of the hounds. Da- vid remembered it for years afterward, it formed the most realistic chapter of one of his most popular novels. “Heaven only knows,” he said. “I have been dragged into this business, but what it means I know no more than a child. I am mixed up in it, ana Bell is mixed up in it, and so are you. Why we shall perhaps know some day.” “You are not angry with me?” “Why, no. Only you might have had a little more confidence in me.” “Mr. Steel, we jared not. We wanted your advice and nothing more. Even now I am afraid I am saying too much, There is a withering blight over yonder house that is beyond mere werds. And twice gallant gentlemen have come for- ward to our assistance. Both of them are dead. And if we dragged you, a total stranger, into the arena, we should morally have murdered you.” “Am I not within the charmed circle now?” David smiled. ¢ ? “Not of our free will,” Ruth said, ea- gerly. “You came into the tangle with Hatherly Bell. Thank Heaven you have an ally like that. And yet I am filled with shame—" “My dear young lady, what have you | to be ashamed of?” 4 Ruth covered her face with her hands | for a moment and David saw a tear or two trickle through the silm fingers. He took the hands in ,Fassionately declaimed. his, gently, ten- | U derly, and glanced into the fine gray eyes. Never had he been so moved toa woman like this before. “But what will you think of me?” Ruth whispered. “You have been so good and kind and I am so foolish. What can you think of a girl who is all this way from home at midnight? It is so—so unmaidenly.” “Jt might be in some girls, but not in you,” David said, boldly. “One has only to look in your face and see that only the good and pure dwell there. But were you not afraid?” “Horribly afraid. The very shadows startled me. But when I discovered your errand to-night, I was bound to come. My loyalty to Enid demanded it, and I had not one single person in the world whom I could trust.” “If you had only come to me, Miss Ruth—” “I know, I know now. Oh, it is a blessed thing for a lonely girl to have one good man that she can rely upon. And you have ,been so very good, and we have treated you very, very badly.” But David would not hear anything of the kind. The whole adventure was strange |to a degree, but it seemed to matter nothing as long as he had Ruth for company. Still, the gfrl must be got home. She could not be permitted to remain here, nor must she return to Brighton alone. Bell strode up at the same moment. “Miss Henson has been so good as to listen to my arguments,” he said. “I am going Into the house. Don’t worry about me, but send Miss Gates home in the cab. I shall manage somehow.” David turned, eagerly, to Ruth, “That will be best,” he said. “We can put your machine on the cab, and I'll accompany you part of the way home. Our cabman will think that you came from the house. I shan't be long, Bell.” Ruth assented, gratefully. As David put her in the cab Bell whispered to him to return as scon as possible, but the girl heard nothing of this. “How kind—how kind you are,” she murmured, “Perhaps, some day, you will be kind to me,” David said, and Ruth blushed in the darkness. CHAPTER XIv. Behind the Blind. ‘There was a long pause till the sound of the horse’s hoofs died away. Bell was waiting for his companion to speak. Her head was partly turned from him, so that he could only watch the dainty beauty of her préfile. She stood there, cold and still, but he could see that she was profoundly agitated. “I never thought to see the day when I should trust you again,” she said. “I never expected to trust any man again.” “You will trust me, darling,” Bell said, passionately. “If you still care for me as I care for you. Do you?” The question came keen as stgel. Enid shivered and hesitated. Bell laid a light hand on her arm. ; “Speak,” he said. “I am going to clear myself. I am going to take back my gooi name. But if you no longer care for me, the rest matters nothing. Speak.” “I am not one of those who change, God pity me,” Enid murmured. Bell drew a long, deep breath. wanted no assurance beyond that. “Then lead the way,” he said. “I have come at the right time; I have been looking for you everywhere, and I find you in the hour of your deepest sorrow. When I knew your aunt last she was a cheerful, happy woman. From what I hear, she is now suffering, you are all suffering, under some blighting grief.” “Oh, but if you-only knew what that sorrow was, Hatherly!” “Hatherly!’ How good the old name sounds from your lips. Nobody has ev- er called me that since—since we part- ed. And to think that I should have been searching for you all these years when Miss Ruth Gates could have giv- en me the clue at any time. And why have yeu been playing such strange tricks upon my friend, David Steel? Why have you——What is that?” Somebody was moving somewhere in help. Enid started forward, “Tt is Williams coming from the sta- bles,” she said. “I have so arranged it that the dogs are holding up my dear cousin, Reginald Henson, who is call- ing upon Williams to release~him. If Reynolds gets back to the house now we are ruined. Follow me as well as you can.” Enid disappeared gown a narrow, tangled path, leaying Bell to limp along painfully in her track. A little way off Henson was yelling lustily for assistance. Wiliiams, who had evi- dently taken in the situation, was com- ing up leisurely, chuckling at the dis- comfiture of his enemy. The hounds were whining and baying. From the house came the notes of a love song A couple of the great dogs came snarling up to Bell end laid their grimy muzzles on his thighs. A cold sensation crept up and dewn his spine as he came to a stand- still. “The brutes!” he muttered. ‘“Mar- garet Henson must be mad, indeed, to have these creatures about the place. Ah! would you? Very well, I’ll play the game fairly, and not move. If IT remain quiet I shall have a pleasant night of it. Let us hope for the best, and that Enid will unders‘and the sit- uation.” Meanwhile Enid had come up with Williams. She laid her hand imperi- ously upon his lips. “Not a word,” she whispered. “ Mr. Henson is held up by the dogs. He must remain ‘where he is until I give you the signal to release him. I know you, answered his call, but you are to go no further?” Sy ‘Williams assented, willingly enough. Everything that tended to the discom- fort of Reginald Henson filled him with a@ peculiar and deep-seated pleasure. “Very well, miss,” he said, demurely. “And don’t you hurry, miss. This is the kind of job that calls for plenty of patience. And I’m really shockingly deaf to-night.” i % * He Williams retreated, leisurely, in the direction of the stables, but his mala- dy was not so distressing that he failed to hear a groan and a snarling curse from Henson. Enid fled along the track, where she found Bell, standing a Fe a lapetopeiete ] u w! and otherwise he ‘There is no time fo lose.” They were in the house at last, cross- ing the dusty floor, with the motes dancing in the lamp light, deadening their footsteps and muffling the intense stillness. Above the stillness rose tht song from the drawing room; from without came the restless murmur of the dogs. Enid entered the drawing room, and Bell limped in behind “her. The music immediately ceased. As Enid glanced at her aunt she saw that far-away look had died from her eyes, that the sparkle and brightness of rea- son were there. She had come out of the mist and shadows, for a time, at any rate. “Dr. Hathlerly Bell to see you, aunt,” Enid said, in a low voice. Margaret Henson shot up from the piano like a statue. There was no wel- come in her face, no surprise there, nothing but deep, unutterable contempt and loathing. “I have been asleep,” she said. She passed her hand dreamily over her face. “I have been in a dream for sev- on long years. Enid brought me back to the music again to-night, and it touched my heart, and pow I am awake again. Do you recollect the ‘Slumber Scng,’ Hatherly Bell? (The last time I sang it you were present. It was a harry night—the very last night in the world to me.” “I recollect it perfectly well, Lady Littimer,” Bell said. “Lady Littimer! How strange it is ‘to hear that name again. Seven years since then. Here I am,called Margaret Henson, and nobody knows. And now you have found out. Do you come here to blackmail and rob me like the rest?” “I come here entirely on your behalf and my own, my lady.” (To Be Continued.) Foraker’s Dig at Philadelphia. United States senators have occasion- ally followed the custom of newspapers in hitting humorously at Philadelphia, and Senator Foraker stopped in 2 seri- ous debate recently to indulge his sense of humor. The senator was having a passage at words with Senator Penrose over the Chinese exclusion bill. For- aker had asserted that the courts have decided that no Chinese except labor- ers may be excluded under the present law, and he had alluded to a decision of the supreme court. Senator Penrose suggested that the Fifty-seventh Federal Reports contain a different decision: : “Yes,” said Senator Foraker, “but long subsequent fo the Fifty-seventh Federal Reports, the supreme court de- cided, as I have said. The old report is not modern law.” Then he told his story: “The senator from Pennsylvavnia re- minds me of the man who was going around gathering up last year’s alma- nacs and calendars. “What can you do with them?” some one asked him. “Why I intend to sell them in Phila- delphia,’’ he said.—Brooklyn Eagle. Faith Rewarded. Substantial answers to prayer are childhood’s fondest expectations. Rob wented a drum, and asked his mother to get him one. His mother answered that if he would be a good boy for three days, and pray to God for it, He probably would give im one. “Do you think He would, honest?” asked Rob. “Yes, I think He would.” “Well, then, Tll be good for three days and then I'll ask Him.” He kept his promise, and his mother rurchased a drum to reward his faith. On the evening of the third day Rob prayed earnestly, and weund up with: “And now, do please send me that drum.” 1 His mother heard him. While he slept she placed the drum upon his bed. When he wakened in the morning he gazed at it in astonishment, then ex- claimed: “Where in the dickens did God get that drum?’—Charles McIlvaine, ip Lippincott’s. Forced Into Mutrimony. J. A. Howell is noted for his genius as an inventor. So devoted was he for years to the development of torpedo warfare that most of his friends were greatly surprised when he found time to get married. Some years after this auspicious event a brother officer called at the admiral’s home, and found the distinguished sailor seated on his door- step and contemplating several of his children who were playing on the lawn in front of the house. vt “It is strange to think of you as a father, Howell,” remarked the visitor. “There was a time when no one thought of you as a married man. What in- duced you to take a wife?” “Well,” retyrned the admiral, medi- tatively, “I got tired of hearing myself referred to as only ‘the father of the modern torped9.’’”’—Brooklyn Eagle. Could Get the Whisky. While Police Commissioner Partridge was taking a quiet look about Manhat- tan on Suiday, to see how the excise law was being enforced, a thinly-clad, forlorn specimea of humanity shuffled up to him and said: “Sey, boss, I’m perishin’ with the cold.’ Gime the price of a drink?” As the man’s hand closed over the dime the commissioner gave him, the latter suddenly -hought of the excise law. id “I guess you'll have to take coffee,” said Col. Partridge. “New York is hay- ing a dry Sunday.” 4 “Oh, that’s all right,” said the thirsty one. “Trust me to get the whisky.”— New York Times. Knocked Into a Cocked Hat. The expression, “knocked into a cocked hat,” is familiar to everyone, but perhaps its origin is not so gener- ally known. Cocked-hat was a variety of the game of Lowls, in which only three pins were used, set up at the an- gles ‘Of a triangic. When, in bowling ten pins, all were knocked down ex- cept the three at the corners, the set FOR HER CHILDREN WOMAN LIVING NEAR NEW ULM PpTS UP A DESPERATE FIGHT. ri it THE KIDNAPPER IS DRIVEN OFF HE MAKES STRENUOUS EFFORTS TO CAPTURE HER LITTLE CHILDREN, MYSTERIOUS BABY SNATCHER ALREADY HAD ONE INFANT IN A » BOX IN HIS BUGGY—EASILY ESCAPES, sew Ulm, Minn., June 10. — With an unidentified child in a box in his buggy, that disclosed its presence by crying, a stranger near West Newton, this coun- ty, drove rapidly away from the resi- dence of E. Lippman, a wealthy farmer, after being foiled in an attempt to kid- nap two of the Lappman children. The man drove to the house while Mr. Lippman was absent and inquired for him: His actions were queer and when he attempted to entice two of her chil- dren into his buggy Mis. Lippman’s suspicion was aroused. Failing to per- suade the boy to enter his buggy by bribes, he grabbed him, and Mrs. Lipp- man rushed out of the house. A strug- gle ensued and the mother’s frantic ef- forts won. The boy was no sooner safe behind his mother than the stranger made a dash for the little girl. Mrs. Lippman desperately attacked the man and after a hard fight succeeded in rescuing the girl. She then took the two into the house. Just as she entered her youngest child, a mere babe, Was Heard to Cry. The mysterious child-snatcher excit- edly demanded to see the little one, but ‘the brave woman barred the way, re- fusing to admit him. He pleaded to be allowed to see the infant and as he talked a wail was heard from the bug- gy. The startled woman immediately surmised that the man had already stolen one child. The cry seemed to emanate from a box that stood in plain view. Mrs. Lippman sprang toward the wagon, forgetting ker own children’s danger in her sympathy for the child in the wagon. The man was too quick for her, however, for he leaped into the wegon and drove off at mad speed. He has not since been seen in the neighbor- hood, and the identity of the child in the box is a mystery. Mr. Lippman is a wealthy man and it is conjectured that the kidnapper had gained information concerning the family and hoped to secure a ransom for the children. The vicinity is wildly excited over the occurrence and chil- dren are carefully guarded. BREAD FINDS DEAD BODY. Mercury in a Loaf, Drifting on Lake Michigan, the Indicator. Green Bay, Wis., June 10—The body of was said to be “knocked into a cocked popular Ollie Goeben has been recovered from Fox river, in which he was drowned on Tuesday last. In the search for the body a peculiar method was resorted to, A \lcaf of bread containing several ounces of rnercury was placed in the water near where he was last seen and al- lowed to drift. It followed a circuitous ecurse through the piling, and, finally, at a boint about seventy-five feet from where it was launched, came to a standstill. The plan was suggested by a sailor, who claimed to have seen it successfully tried before. SHE TEARS HIS EAR OFF. Yusband and Wife Engage in a Ter- rifle Fight at New Ulm. New Ulm, Minn., June 10. — Because Baptist Groebner wanted to punish his ten-year-old son for some slight offense and his wife objected, the two quarreled and a terrific fight occurred. When hostilities ceased the father’s ear was hanging by a mere shre@ of skin. Mrs. Groebner had her husband arrested on charge of cruelty to herself and child and he paid the fine. Now he swears vengiwince upon his neighbors, who, he avers, are persecuting him and pre- vailed upon his’ wife to have him ar- rested. ROOSTER REFUSES TO BLUSH. Lightning Rod Mén Sell a Contri- vance That Does Not Work. Little Wolf, Wis., June 10.—Richard Klotzbucker has sworn out warrants for three 'men, who he claims have swindled him on a lightning rod deal. It is alleged that they put up rods on his farm property, among them a/paint- ed rooster, which was guaranteed by the dealers to turn red six hours before every storm, but which failed to do so, and the agreed price was to be $30. ‘When the bill was presented it was for $300, and after some discussion Klotz- pucker settled for $150. GETS PAY FOR HIS ARM. Awards Complainant $1,075 for His L Fargo, N. D., June 10.—Ferres Rahel sued Fred Bonon of Richland county in the United States court for $15,000 dam- ages for the loss of an arm in a feed- \mill. The jury awarded him $1,075. Jury ee baggage car and carrying over 500 at Black River while | , FAT GIRL IN PAWN. Hotel Man Accepts Her as Hostage for Board Bill. Webster City, Iowa, June 12.—J. D. Sweasy, proprietor of the Park hotel of this city, has had a negro girl weigh- ing 612 pounds pawned on him for a $32 board bill. The negress had been in one of the freak shows in the city dur- ing last week's carnival. With her four male managers she stopped at the Park hotel. Friday night the male members of the aggregation left the city, leaving word that they would return ,Sunday and settle their bill. In the meantime Sweasy could keep the negress as hostage. They desired to date th show at the Elis’ carnival at D ines. Swéasy became vicious Monday and notified the police in the evening concerning the situation. It has been ascertained that the fellows who left the girl did not go to Des Moines. They cannot be located, and as their business was not a paying one. they have likely deserted the girl for good. Sweasy is kicking himself and wondering what he can do with his black elephant. The girl has no home, and may become a charge upon the city unless Sweasy is compelled to keep her. Efforts Being Made at Washington to Satisfy All Interests, Washington, June,12.—Senator Clapp is considering a bill to adjudicate the Cass Lake townsite situation. As the matter now stands the Indian allotment of Mrs. Nellie Lydeck is before Secre- tary Hitchcock, but the best informa- fon that can be obtained is that the al- lotment will be rejected owing to the many strong’ affidavits’ filed by Judge Ives. It is the intention, however, to settle the matter so that the Lydecks and all parties interested may be satis- fied. George Lydeck, who is here yet, said: “If our allotment is allowed the squatters will have nothing to fear. We will not ask them to leave, but if our allotment is denied ang the land de- clared open for settlement, it will work hardships.” | nance. | ters’ crusade. “Wy It is a question if any legislation can be passed this session. ADMITS THEFT OF MONEY, Agent for Singer Sewing Machine Company Pleads Guilty. New Richmond, Wis., June 12—George M. Peck, until recently local agent for the Singer Sewing Machine company, pleaded guilty to embezzlement in Hud- son on complaint of George W. Pond of Eau Claire, district agent. Peck ad- mitted the embezzlement of several hundred dollars and said he stole the money to pay doctor bills, but the doc- tors got none of the money. Peck’s wife was sent ‘to the hospital in St. Paul with money raised by friends on popular subscription. . JUDGE HUMPHREY DEAD. Wisconsin Ex-Congressman, Judge and Pioneer. Hudson, Wis., June 12. — Judge Her- man L. Humphrey passed away peace- fully last evening after an illness of nearly eight weeks’ duration of general debility, seventy-two years old. De- ceased was one of the foremost pioneers of St. Croix county, locating here in 1855. He had been circuit judge, mem- ber of congress and held many other positions of trust and honor. No citi- zen stood higher ig thevestimation of the people than Judge Humphrey. TOWN NEARLY DESTROYED. Twenty-Four Houses Burned at Michel, B. C.. in Four Hours. Helena, Mont., June 12.—The town of Michel, B. C., across the Canadian frontier, was completely destroyed by fire yesterday. Fire started in the resi- dence section shortly after 1 o'clock. The wind blew a hurricane, and tn less than four hours twenty-four houses were in ashes. About fifty families are homeless, and many had narrow es- capes from death. The property loss will be upward of $200,000. Badger Editors’ Outing. Baraboo, Wis., June 12.—Ed L. Luc- kow, president of the Wisconsin Press association, has announced the annual outing of the editors of the state, which will be a trip down the Mississippi on one of the Diamond Jo boats, The ed- itors will meet at St. Paul June 24, and start about 4 p. m. for St. Louis, where the world’s fair grounds will be visited. Side trips have also been arranged for and the outing will be made by rail from St. Louis to Chicago, where the party will disband. Tornado in Iowa. Des Moines, Iowa, June 12.—A tornado Jast night struck the Northwestern rail- way line one mile east of Jordan, forty miles northzast of here. Over a mile of telegraph wire was blown down. The storm is said to have been terrific in character, but no details are obtainable as to loss of life. Dakota Merics Meet. Sioux Falls, S. D., June 12.—The an- nual convention of the South Dakota Homeopathic Medical society was called to order here vesterday by Dr. Clark of Aberdeen, president, All parts of the state east of the Missouri river are rep- resented. Papers of interest were ably discussed. Penknife Suicide Fails. Menomonie, Wis., June 12. = Ex-Ald. Albert Hintz of this city tried to com- mit suicide by stabbing himself with a pocketknife on the Eau Claire depot platform. His injurjes are not fatal. He ‘was brought home yesterday. ¢ Eau Claire Must Behave. \ Eau Claire, Wis., June 12.—The police yesterday received an order from May- or Rowe directing that saloons be closed -at 11 o’clock,, according to the ordi- This is a result of the minis- _ Helena, Mont., June 12. — I. J. Hub- fir Central in on't ape owes