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PUTNAM FADELESS DYES do not stain the hands or spot the kettle, except green and purple. 10c per package. Soul culture is a matter of spiritual companionship. Panthers and Grizzly Bears. Ship Furs, Hides, Pelts McMillan Fur & Wool Co., Minneapolis. Write for prices. One of the best things out is a de- cayed tooth. Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup. for children teething, softens the gums, reduces fn- @smmation allays pain, cures wind colic. Sc a bottle. No man ever did his duty standing on his dignity, for Prices on Poultry Ses or Dressed, Writ . E. COBB. St. Paul, Minn. Knocking the saints will not open the doors of paradise. Either DEFEC THE SECOND DANDY CHATER CHAPTER XV.—(Continued.) “This is a good chance for me— this ’ere,” whispered the Shady ’Un to himself. “Nice chap you are to give yourself airs, an’ git yer pals to bang me about, ain’t yer? This little bit of business may stand me in all right if I gets into trouble on mé own. Yes, Dandy, I'll make sure of you right away.” The Shady ’Un, after assuring him- self that Philip was sleeping heavily, left the place and bent his steps in a direction they would not willingly have taken on any other occasion—to a police station. Within a very little time messages had flashed to and fro upon the wires; questions had been asked and answered; and a silent and taciturn sergeant, accompanied by a couple of constables, went back with the Shady ’Un to his lodging. Philip, waking from an uneasy sleep, saw the grim faces, the blue coats, the helmets of the law, and knew that the game was up. The Shady ’Un, after being quite sure that he was secured, drew near. “These gents know me, and they know as ’ow I’ve ’ad my little bit of trouble afore to-day. But my ’ands— look at ’em, gents, I beg of yer—my ‘ands is free from blood an’ sich-like wickedness. Gents, if ever the time should come w’en, for dooty’s sake, you should ’ave to be ’ard on me, you'll remember this in my favor, won't yer?” “Oh, yes, we'll remember it,” re- sponded the taciturn sergeant. “Come, Mr. Dandy Chater, we ara quite ready.” Late that night Bamberton was atirred to its depths again by the news that Mr. Dandy Chater was in close custody in the lock-up, with a special draft of constables to keep watch over him. CHAPTER XVI. Who Killed This Woman? Bamberton was taking grim holiday. Bamberton the sleepy—with nothing to stir it from one dreary year’s end to the other, treading its dull, respecta- ble round, knowing exactly who mar- tied who, and how John This, or John That, got on with their respective wives, with the certainty of the dull little clock in the Chater Arms—had suddenly awakened to find itself no- torious and its name in big print in the great London papers. _Moreover, had not Bamberton the newly-awakened already had pictures of its High street (with an impossible man, in a smock-frock, leaning on a species of clothes-prop, in the fore- ground) in the illustrated and evening journals? Had not Bamberton already been photographed, interviewed, stared at, and made public in a hun- dred different ways? Now, too, had come the day of the inquest; and impossible rumors were already in the air soncerning that same inquest, and the marvelous things which were to be said and done thereat. Scarcely to be wondered at, therefore, is it that Bamberton should be taking grim holiday, and should be flocking to the place where twelve lucky members of its male community had been summoned to give judgment concerning the doing to death of poor Patience Miller. At a period long since forgotten some charitable inhabitant, or other person interested in the welfare of the male and female youth of Bamberton, had had dreams of an institute; and, with that laudable design in view, had pounced upon the only unoccupied spacious building in the locality and had endeavored to transform it into a hall of semi-dazzling light. The at- tempt had been a failure; and the bullding—which was no other than the old mill, which stood on the out- skirts of the wood— had long since fallen into greater decay than before. But this place had again come be- fore the public notice by reason of the fact that the body of the murdered girl had been carried there after its discovery, and at that place the in- quest was to be held. The body had been put in an upper room, a species of loft; the inquest was to be held in the great room of the mill, where cer- tain fron rings and rotting ropes—part of an abortive attempt at a gymnasi- um—hung suggestively from the ceil- ing, and thither all Bamberton bent its steps. . Whisperings and murmurings and the shuffling of many feet, with some glances toward the ceiling, as though curious eyes would pierce through and see the ghastly thing laid above. At present only a grave-faced country constable or two setting chairs in or- der for the twelve lucky men, the corouer, and the witnesses; and exer- | cising a little brief authority in keep- ing back certain Bambertonites who were presging forward beyond the limits assigned for the general public. Once or twice the door of a smaller reom opened, and an important look- TIVE PAGE By Tom Gallon. i aw CRA RA TRA RATA A ens a a a et ing little man, with a hard face and a tuft of hair on his chin, came bustling out, with a little sheaf of papers in his hand, to whisper to one or the other of the constables. The door of that room proved to be a keen source of attraction to. many eyes, for it was whispered that the prisoner waited within. After what seemed an interminable length of time a little gentleman, in a black frock coat, thrust his way with some impatience through the general public, and made his way to one end of the table set apart in the cleared space. A murmur ran round that this was the coroner from the neighboring country town; murmurs, also, that he did not quite look the part, inasmuch as he wore an air of cheerfulness, which seemed almost to suggest that he was about to preside at a wedding rather than at anything so formidable as an inquest. A little glancing at his'watch by this gentleman, an expostulatory whisper or two on his part to the constables in attendance, and the door of the inner room opened again, and Inspector Tokely came bustling out. One con- stable, a stranger to Bamberton, and of more importance on that account, produced a list from which, with a strong provincial accent, he proceed- ed to call out certain names. Then more shuffling of feet, and some friendly pushing of bashful jurymen forward, and the twelve ranged them- selves sheepishly, with much cough- ing, round the table, and were duly sworn. “Be seated, gentlement, I beg,” said the coroner, busy with his papers. “Stop one moment, though,” glancing up quickly; “have you viewed the body?” Several of the jurymen present ex- pressed a decided disinclination to do anything of the kind; and it be- came apparent that that important ceremony had not been performed. “Really, Moody,” exclaimed the cor- oner, “this is most remis on your part. This should have been done first of all. We are wasting time—valuable time.” The repentant Mr. Moody—the strange constable—made some at tempt at an apology, and concluded by hurrying the jurymen through another door, where they were heard to go heavily up wooden stairs, and to tramp about a little overhead. In the mean- time the coroner had a word or two with Inspector Tokely, and glanced once or twice, with a nod, toward the door where the prisoner was supposed to be. The jurymen coming down again— some of them rather white-faced and wide-eyed—the coroner abruptly mo- tioned them to their seats, and turned to Tokely as he took his own. “Inspector, I think we may have Mr. Chater in here now.” The general public seemed to stir | and sway, as though bent by a sudden wind; bending toward each other and whispering hoarsely, yet keeping their eyes with one accord turned toward that door. Inspector Tokely hurried out, and came back in another mo- ment glancing over his shoulder through the doorway; immediately following him came Philip Chater, with two constables in close attend- ance. He looked round for a moment at the murmuring crowd; seemed to seek one face in it, and to smile as he recognized it. At the same moment a weeping. The coroner rapped the table impa- tiently with his knuckles. “Any dem- onstration on the part of any member | of the public will necessitate my clear- ing the room at once,” he said, look- ing sternly about him. One of the jurymen, no other than old Toby Siggs, his place. “Askin’ yer pardon, mister,” he said slowly, “I rather think as ‘ow ; that was my ole gal.” Then, before the astonished coroner could interpo- late a remark, Toby turned abruptly, and addressed his spouse. “’Earty is it, ole gal,” he said, in a voice like muf- fled thunder,,for her special hearing, “we'll git ‘im off afore you'd ’ave time to draw ‘arf a pint. Bear in mind, ole gal, as ’ow I’ve got a vote.” “My good sir,” interposed the cor- oner, hurriedly, “let me impress upon you that this business must be tried judiciously and fairly—with no bias. Understand that clearly.” Toby nodded his head with much gravity. “Sich are my intentions, mis- ter,” he said. “So fire away as ’ard as you like. An’ heaven ’elp the win- ner!” With which pious exclamation Toby Siggs sat down, perfectly satis- fied with himself. And now the coroner—in a quick, bustling fashion, as though he were in a hurry and should be glad to get so unimportant a matter off his hands— began to inform the jury of what their clear duty was, and how rapidly they might set about it. The body of this young girl, gentlemen, had been found in the adjacent wood. She was stabbed very near a vital part, and had un- doubtedly, under considerable pain, and for a period perhaps of half an hour, slowly bled to death. They would be told by the medical gentleman then present—who had made a mostc + woman in the crowd burst into violent | rose ponderously in | ful post-mortem examination ot the , body—that the wound could not have been self-inflicted. Such being the case, Dinusned, it devolved upon them to discover in what fashion her death had been caused; and here he would remind them that they must be guided entire- ly. by circumstantial evidence. A man —a gentleman of good position—ap- peared before them that day in a most unenviable ‘situation. It was not for him, gentlemen, to tell them of their duty, or to lead them to imagine that any guilt attached to the man they saw before them; 4ll that they must judge for themselves. But they would be confronted with witnesses—most unwilling witnesses— who would tell them of the intimacy which had undoubtedly existed be- tween this man and the murdered girl; they would be told, gentlemen, by a witness from the railway station of the appearance of this man, in a great state,of excitement and hurry, at the station, in time—barely time, gentle- men—to catch the last train to Lon- don. This, too, on the very night of the murder, and within a very short time of the hour at which, according to the medical testimony they would hear, this unfortunate young woman must have been struck down. Here the coroner stopped to clear his throat, and to glance at Philip Chater as though to assure that unfor- tunate man that he was quite prepared to put a rope round his neck within the next few minutes, and had already got it half spun. The gentlemen of the jury, who surely know their duties, would be told how this man, deserting his home, had fied to London; how he had come back in the dead nf night, and had been seen about the village; how a most intelligent officer—a gentleman from Scotland Yard, gentlemen—had endeavored to capture him; how he had again fled to London. They would be told by a former associate of this man—now very repentant of his con- nection with him—of a sort of semi- confession made by this man to him. More than all, they would hear that a spade had been discovered near the body which had evidently been used in a hurried atttmpt to dig a grave for the murdered girl (the crowd swayed again like an angry sea, and one wo- man shrieked out something unintel- ligible against the man who stood so calmly through it all), and that spade would be traced as having come from the residence of the man now before them. While admitting, gentlemen, that all the evidence was purely cir- cumstantial, the coroner must beg them not to cast it lightly aside on that account, but to hear the witness with patience. And so sat down, hay- ing spun his rope to a tolerable length and strength. Marshalled by Tokely, the first wit- nesses were already shuffling to their places, when an interruption came from among the crowd, and a young man thrust himself forward and made straight for the corner. He was a bright-faced fellow, with a cool and gentlemanly bearing, and he gave a quick nod to Philip as he pressed for- ward. (To Be Continued.) WHEN THE KAISER TRAVELS, No Stops Must Be Made and the Au- gust Passenger Never Tires. When Emperor William travels by train in Germany he insists that his train shall go to its destination with- out stopping. The time of departure is fixed in such a way that his night's rest is not interfered with, the start being made either in the morning or shortly before his usual bedtime. His special train is fitted up so comforta- bly, according to his own tastes, that he feels quite at home in it. On en- tering it, should it be early in the day, he goes to his study and sits at his writing table, where the rays of an electric lamp fall on a_ beautifully framed photograph of the empress and their children. He first hears reports from the vari- ous ministers, then signs documents, looks through the newspapers and de- votes a period to reading. Then he summons a secretary and dispatches letters in several languages to other monarchs or personal friends. He often consumes several hours. Though the sentences are rapidly spoken, cor- rections are never necessary. The em- peror has the gift of concentrating all his. faculties on the subject in hand and he expresses himself as precisely in the foreign languages as in his mother tongue. The meals are taken at the usual time and the dinner may not last more than an hour. After dinner the emperor assembles his suite for an unconstrained chat, ac- companied by beer and cigars. The bedroom is very simple. His majesty sleeps well on the train, rises early, takes a bath in the bath- room adjoining his bedroom and then puts on the clothes he will wear on leaving the cars, either gala uniform, if "there is to be a great reception, or simple forester’s costume if he is vis- iting a friend for the shooting. If the train arrives at its destination very early in the morning it is run on’a sid- ing till his majesty wakes and finishes his toilet. This method of traveling explains why the kaiser always looks so fresh and bright when he appears before the public—Philadelphia Rec- ord. Warmly. Bacon—The police are very consid- erate of a poor homeless tramp in New York. Egbert—How so? Bacon—Why, when one goes to sleep on a park bench the park police man raps him up. Me GIRL NOT THE ATTRACTION. Young Man Claimed Other Reason for Regular Calls. On. this occasion, when shown into the parlor, the young man did not find Lucille waiting for him as usual, and after five minutes had passed and he was beginning to wonder, her father appeared and said: “Harold, I wish to have a'word with you this evening.” ap os Her Father Appeared and Said:. “A ‘Word with You This Evening.” “Yes, sir.” “You have been coming here two evenings a week for the last three or four months.” “Yes, sir. Yes, I have been coming here two evenings a week.” “And our friends are beginning to put two and two together.” “Yes, sir.” “I mean by that that they think it time I asked your intentions toward Lucille.” “My intentions!” exclaimed Harold in surprise. “Yes, sir. If you are in love with my daughter and wish to marry her—” “Miss Lucille is an admirable young lady, sir, but I must say that I had no intentions, as you call them. I might have later on, but up to the present time I have simply thought of her as a most charming young lady.” ’“Then let me ask why you have called so regularly?” “Why, to play poker with you, sir. Some evenings I have never even caught sight of your daughter. It was your suggestion the first time I called that we play poker, and we have kept it up ever since, and I am about $50 out of pocket.” “Oh, I see,” observed the father after a moment, and he led the way into the library and proceeded to beat the young man out of another week’s salary. SOAP INSIDE THE SPONGE. Massachusetts Woman Invents Really Valuable Combination. A Massachusetts woman has com- bined the uses of a sponge and a cake of soap in a novel manner. She does ‘away with the usual method of soap- ing the sponge and then applying it to the skin or the object that is to be cleaned. Instead she employs a rub- ‘er sponge, in the center of which is a chamber or cavity. In this chamber she places a cake of soap, the latter being inserted through a passageway leading from the cham- ber to the outer surface of the sponge. Soap in Center of Sponge. Within the passage is a fastening de- vice to hold the sponge intact after the soap has been placed in the cavity. It will be obvious that there is no necessity of rubbing soap over the sponge to secure soapsuds, as the soap within the cavity will insure a contin- uous supply, the suds working to the outside of the sponge through the pores. Besides being useful as a toilet sponge, the device would also be found advantageous for all cleaning pur- poses. Romance in a Banana. A Handsworth (Eng.) servant girl had a singular romance arising out of a love letter which she found inside a banana. When preparing a banana for the table she noticed a bird’s quill projecting, and inside was a letter written in the smallest characters, but legible. The writer enclosed his address and stated that he was engaged upon the Jamaica plantation. His life was very lonely and he desired a mate to share his loneliness. The girl decided to an- swer the letter, and two months later received a further reply repeating the offer of marriage. Correspondence continued for about a year. Both were looking forward to marriage, when, unfortunately for the Jamaica planter, a former soldier lover of the young lady appeared on the scene and the wedding with tke old sweethegst has now been fixed. W. A. Mitchell, dealer in general merchandise, Martin, Ga., writes: “My wife lost in weight from 130 to 68 pounds. We saw she could not live long. She was a skeleton, so we consulted an old physician. He told her to try Peruna. “She gradually commenced im- proving and getting a little strength. She now. weighs 106 pounds. She is gaining every day, and does her own housework and cooking.” PATENTS. List of Patents Issued Last Week to Northwestern Inventors. 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