Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, October 6, 1895, Page 18

THE OMAHA A Woman Intervenes. BY ROBERT BARR, Author of ‘The Faceand the Mask, SR EE CHAPTER 1. ] The manzging editor of the New York Ar gus sat at s desk with a desp frown on ) his face, looking out from wnder his shaggy oychrows at the young man who thrown a huge fur overcoat on the back of ono chalr, while he sat do imseit on an- | other. T got your telegeam,” by ‘A 1 to understand from it failed?” “Yen, siz," answered Lo yonng man with- out the slightest heeitation. “Compiotely 2" “Utteriy." “Didi’'t g7 even got a synopsis of tSe t w hanged synop.” The editor's frown grew decper. of bis fingers drummed nervously on desk | You take fallure rather Jauntily, it strikes | he sald at last, | What's tio use of taking it any other I have the consclousness of kuowing I did my best.” , yox. Its great consolation, no doubt, but it doesn’t count fn the newspaper bus- fnoss. What did you do?” “I recoived your telegram at Montreal, and at Gace left for Burnt Pine—most outlandish spot on carth. I found that Kenyon and Wentworlh were staying at the only hotel in | the place, Tried to worm out of them what | their reports were to be. They were very polite, but I didn’t succeed. Tien I tried to bribe them, and they ordered me out of the room.” “Porhaps you didn't offer them cnongh.' “I offered doubie what the London syn- | aleats was to pay them for muking the report, taking their own word for the amount. I couldn’t offer wore, hecause at that point they closed the discussion by ordering me out of the room. I tried to get the reports that night, on the quiet, out of Wentworth's valise, but was unfortunately Interrupted. The young men were suspicious, and nest morning they left for Ottawa to post the re- ports, as 1 gatliered afterward, to Eugland. 1 succeeded in getting hold of the but I couldn’t Lang on. The police in Ottawa to suit me. “Do yeu mean to tell me said the edi- tor, “that you actually had the reports in your hands” and that ihey wers taken from you?” “Certainly 1 had; and as to their being taken froni me, it was either that or Jjail They don’t mince matters i Canada as they do it the United States, you know.” ut 1 should think a man of your shrewd- ness would have been able to get at least a synopsis of the reports before letting them out of your possession. My dear sir,’ said tho reporter, rather angry, “the whole thing covered 1 forget how many pages of foolscap paper and was the most mixed up matter I ever saw in my 1i I tried—i sat in my room at the hotel, and Qid my best to master the details. It was _full of technicalitfes, and I couldn’t make it out. It required a mining expert to get the hang of their phrases and figures, so I thought the best thing to do was to telegraph it all straight through to New York. I knew it would cost a Iot of money, but I knew, also, you didn’t mind that; and J thought, perbaps, somebody here could make sense out of what bafied me; besides I wanted to get the documents out of my possession just as quickly as possible.” “Hem,” said the editor. notes whatever?” “No, 1 did not.” T had no time. T knew the moment they missed the documents they would have detectives on my track. As it was, I was arrested when I eutered the telegraph office.” Well, it seems to me,” said the managing editor, “it T had once had the papers in my hand I should not have let them go until I had got the gist of what was in them."” Oh, it's all very well for you to say 80,” replied the reporter, with the free and easy manner which exists among American news- paper men and their employers, “but I can tell you, with a Canadian jail facing a man, it 15 hard to decide what is best to do, I couldn’t get out of the town for three hours, and before the end of that time they would have had my description in the hands of every policeman in the pla They knew well enough who It was that took the papers, 50 my only hope lay in getting the thing tele graphed through, and if that had been ac- com:plished everything would have been all right. T would have gone to jail with pleas- ure if T had got the particulars through to New York. “Well, what are we to do now?” asked the editos “I'm sure T don't know. The two men will be in-New York very shortly. They sail, I understand, on the Coloric, which leaves in a week. If you think you have a reporter Wwho can get the particulars out of these men, T should be very pleased to see you set him on. I tell you'lt isn't so easy to discover what an Englishman doesn't want you to know." “Well,"” said the editor, “perhaps that's true. I will think about it. Of course, you did your best, and I appreciate your efforts; but T am sorry you failed.” ““You are not half so sorry as T am,” said Rivers, as he picked up his big Canadian fur coat and took his leave. The cditor did think about it. He thought for full two minutes. Then he dashed off a note on a sheet of paper, pulled down tho n the editor. that you have The enda the | are ton many “You took no “POOR MR. WENTWORTH.” little knob that rang the district messenger alarm, and when the uniformed boy appeared gave him the note, saying: “Dellver this as quickly as you can.' The boy disappeared, and the result of his trip was soon apparent in the arrival of a very natty young woman in the editorial rooms. She was dressed In a neatly fitting tatlor- le costume, and was a very pretly glrl, who lcoked about 19, but was, in reai- ity, cousiderably older. She had large, ap- poaling blue eyes, with a tender, trustful ex- pression in them, which made the ordinary man say, “What s sweet, Innoceut lock that girl has;” yet what the young woman didn't know wbout New York was not worth knowing. She boasted that she cowd get state secrets from dignified members of the cabinet, and an or- dlnary seaator or cougressmian she looked upon as her lawful prey. What had been told to her In the strictest confidence had often become (he sensation of the next day I *the paper she represented. She wrots cver a mom de guerre, and had tried her hand at nearly everythiug. She had answered adver- tisements, exposed rogues and swindlers, and had gode to a hotel as chambermaid in order to_write her experiences. She had been ar- rested and locked up, 5o that she might write @ three-column account for the Sunday edi- tion of the Argus of “How Women Are Treated at Police Headquarters” The edi- had Just y reports, | | dividual, “Inthe Midst of Alarms,” Etc. R e g o AT Es e tor looked upon her ax one of the most val- uable members of his staff, and she was paid ngly me Into the room with the self-pos- air of the owner of the buliding, took fter dding to the editer, and said, AL G0 ipra, Jo “doyou w ** bogan that austere I to make a trip to K t depends,” said Miss the time of the year t e for pleasure, you know. Well, this is not exictly a pleasure trip. The truth of the matter is, Rivers has been on a job and has bungied it fearfully, besides Iy gettiug limselt arrested.” The Ing woman's eyes twinkled. She liked anything with a spice of danger in it, and Aid not object to hear that she was ex- pected to succeed where a mere masculine rter had failed. ho cditor continued: young men are gland on the Coloric. I want you to take a ticket for Liverpool by that boat, and obtain from either of two the particulars—thoe full particulars —of veports they have made on some mining properties in Canada. Then you must land at Queenstown and cable a complete ac- count to the Arg lining fsn't much In my line,” sald Miss with a frown on her pretty brow. sort of mines are they dealing in— silver, copper, or what? hey are certain mines on nie; “this 1s people go to golng to cross to It sails in a week. the Ottawa s rather indefinite.” “I know it is. I can't give you much fn- formation about the matter. T don't know myself, to tell the truth, but I know it is vitally' important that ‘we should get a synopsis of what the reports of these young men are to be. A company, called the Lon- those | | flutter from pler head and at the large doorways of (he warehouse which stood open on the steamer wharf. As the big ship slowly backed out thero was a fluttering of handkerchiefs from the mass on the pler, and an answering those who crowded along the bulwarks of the steamer. The tug slowly puiled the prow of the vessel around, and at Iist the engines of the steamship begin | their pulsating throbs—throbs that would vi- | | at brate night and day until the steamer reached an older world, The crowd on the pler be- came moro anl more indistinct to those on hoard, and many of the passengers went be- low, for the air was bitterly cold and the boat was forcing its way down the bay | among huge blocks of lce Two, at Icast, of the passengers had taken little intcrest in the departure. They were leaving no friends behind them, and were both setting their faces toward friends at home. “Let us go down,” sald Wentworth to Kenyon, “and see that we get seats together at table before all are taken.” “Very good,” replicd his companion, and they descended to the roomy saloon, where two long tables were already lald with an ostentatious display of siiver, glassware and cutlery, which made many, who looked on this wilderness of white linen with some- thing like dismay, hope that the voyage would be smooth, which, as it was a winter passage, there was every chance it would not be © purser and two of his assistants sat at one of the shorter tables with a plan be- fore them, marking off the names of pas- sengers who wished to be together, or who wanted some particular place at any of the tables. The smaller side tables were still uncovered, because the number of passengers that scason of the year was compara- tively small. As the places were assigned, | one of the helpers to the purser wrote the names of thespassengers on small cards, and the other put the cards on the tables. One young woman, in a beautitully fitted traveling gown, evidently of the newest cut and design, stood a little apart from the gen- eral group which surrounded the purser and I {stants. She eagerly scanned every face, and listened attentively to the names given. Sometimes a shade of disappointment crossed her brow, as if she expected some par- ticular person fo possess some particular name which that particular person did not last her eyes sparkled. WENTWORTH WITH “I BEG YOUR PARDON" SLIPPED IN AND SAT DOWN ON THE CHAIR BESIDE HER. don Syndicate, has been formed in England. This syndicate is to acquire a large number of mines in Canada, if the accounts given by the present owners are anything like cor- rect. Two men, Kenyon and Wentworth—the first a mining engineer and the second an expert accountant—have been sent from Lon- don to Canada, one to examine the mine: the other to examine the books of the various corporations. Whether the mines are bought or not will depend a good deal on the reports that these two men have in their possession. The reports, when published, will make a big difference, one way or the other, on the Stock exchange. I want to have' the gist of these reports before the London Syndicate sees them. It will be a big thing for the Argus if it Is the first in the field, and I am willing to spend a pile of hard cash to succecd. So don't cconomize on _your cable expense: “Very well; have you a book on Canadian mines?” s “I don’t know that we have, but there is a book here, the ‘Mining Resow ada;’ will that be of any use “I shall need something of that sort. I want to be a litte familiar with the subject, you know. “Quite =0,” said the editor. what can be got in that line. it before you start and on the way over.’ “All right,” said Miss Jennie; “and am I to take my pick of the two young men?"" “Certainly,” answered the editor. “You will sce them both and can easily make up your mind which will the sooner fall a vie- tin “I will see You can read The Coloric sails in a week, does it?” Yes.” “Then I shall need at least $500 to get new dresses with.' “Good gracious!” cried the editor. There is no ‘good gracious’ about it. I'm going to travel as a millionaire's daughter, and it isn't likely that one or two dresses will do me all the way over.” “‘But you can't get new dresses made in a weel,” said the editor. “Can’t 17 Well, you Just get me the $500 and T'll see about the making.” Tha editor jotted the amount down. don’t think $400 would do?" he said. No, I don't. And say, am I to get a trip to Paris after this is over, or must I come directly back “Oh, I guess we can throw the trip in to Paris,” said the editor. “What Qid you say the names of the young men are? Or are they young? Probably they are old fogies, if they are in the mining business.’ No; tkey are young, they are shrewd, and they are English. So you see your work is cut out for you. Their names are George Wentworth and John Kenyon.” “Oh, Wentworth is my man,” said the young woman, breezily. “John Kenyon! I know just what sort of a person he fs— somber and taciturn. Sounds too much like John DBunyan, or John Milion, or uames of that sort.” “Well, T wouldn't be too sure about it until you see them. Better not make up your mind about the matter.” “When shall I call for the $500?" “Oh, that you needn’t trouble about. The better way is to get your dresses made, and toll the pegple to send their bills to our office.’ Very well" said the young woman, “I shall be ready. Don't be frightened at the bills when they come in. If they come up to $1,000 remember I told you I would let you oft for $500." The editor looked at her for a moment, and seemed to reflect that perbaps it was bet- ter not to glve a young lady unlimited creiit in New York. So he said: “Wait a bit. I'll write you out the order, and you can take it down stairs. Miss Jennie took the paper when it was offered to her and disappeared. When she presented the order in the business office the cashier raised his 1ycbrows as he noticed the amount, and with a low whistle, sald to him- sclf: “Five hundrell dollars! I wouder what game Jennie Brews.er's up to now. “You CHAPTER 1L The last bell had rung. Those who were Boing ashore had taken their departure. Crowds of human beings clustered on the “My name is Wentworth,” said the young man whose turn it was. “Ah! any favorite place, Mr. Wentworth?" asked the purser, blandly, as if he had known Wentworth all 'his life, “No, we don't care where we sit; but my friend, Mr. Kenyon, and mysel? would like places together.” “Very good; you had better come to my table,” replied the purser. “Nos. 23 and 24— Mr. Kenyon and Mr. Wentworth.” The steward took the cards that were given him and placed them to correspond with the numbers the purser had named. Then the young woman moved gracefully along, as if she were interested in the names on the table. She lookd 1t Wentworth's name for a moment and saw in the place next to his the name of Mr. Brown. She gave a quick, apprehensive glance around the saloon, and saw the two young men who had arranged for their seats at table now walking lelsur:ly toward the com- panionway. She took the card with the name of Mr. Brown upon it «nd slipped upon the table another on which was written “Miss Jennie Brewster.” Mr. Brown's card she placed on the spot from which she had taken her own. “I hope Mr. Brown is not particular which place he occupies,” said Miss Jennie to her- self; “but at any rate I shall see that I am early for dinner, and I'm sure Mr. Brown, whoever he is, will not be so ungallant as to Insist on having his place if he knows his card was here."” Subsequent events proved Miss Jennie's surmise regarding Mr. Brown's indifference perfectly well founded. That young man searched for his card, found it, and sat down on the chair opposite Miss Jennie, who al- ready occupled her chair, and was, in fact, the first one at table. Sceing there would be no unseemly dispute about places, she began to plan in her own mind how she would first attract the attention of Mr. Wentworth While thinking how best to aproach her victim, Miss Jennie heard his voice. “Here you are, Kenyon, here are our places.” “Which is mine?" sald the voice of Ken- yon “It dossn’t matter,” answered Wentworth, and then a thrill of fear went through the gentle heart of Miss Jennie Brewster. She had not thought of the young man not caring which seat he occupled, and she dreaded the pousibility of finding herself next to Kenyon rather than Wentworth. Her first estimate of the characters of tha two men seemed to be correct. She always thought of Kenyon as Bunyan, and she felt certain that Wentworth would be the easier man of the two to Influence. The next moment her fears were allayed, for Kenyon, giving a rapld glancs at the handsome young woman, deliberately chose the seat furthest from her, and Wentworth, with “I beg your pardon,” slipped in and sat down on the chair beside her. “Now," thought Jennfe, with a sigh of re- lief, “our positions are fixed for the meals of the'voyage.” She had made her plans for be- ginning an acquaintance with the young man, but they were rendered unnccessary by the gallant Mr. Wentworth handing her the bill of fare. “Oh, thank you,” said Miss Jennle, In a low volce, which was 50 musical that Went- worth glanced at her a second time and saw how sweet and pretty and innocent she was. “I'm in luck,” said the unfortunate young man to himself. Then ho remarked aloud: many ladies with us this voya “No," replied Miss Brewster: “I suppose nobody really crosses at this time of the year unless compelled to.” “I can answer for two passengers that such Is the cas “Do you mean yourself as one?" “Yes, myself and my friend.” “How pleasant it must be” said Miss Brewster, “to travel with a friend. Then one s not lonely. I, unfortunately, am tray- eling alone.” “I fancy,” sald the gallant Wentworth, “that if you are lonely while on board ship 1t wiil be entirely your own fault.” Miss Brewster laughed a silvery little laugh. “I don't know about that,” she said. “I am going to that Mecca of all Americans— Paris. My father s to meet me there, and “We have not DAILY DRI SUNDAY, we are then geing on to the Riviera to- gother, “Ah, that wilh be very plessant,” sald Wentworth. ““The Riviera at this season is certainly a place to pe desired.” S0 1 have heard,” she replied. Have you ngt byen across before?" 0, this Is, my. first voyage. I suppose you have crosseg many times?" “'Oh, no,” answered the Englishman; “this is only eny second voyage; my fyat having been the one that ook me to America.” “‘Ah, then you ate not an American,” re- turned Miss Hrewster, with apparent sur prise. She imagined that a man is generally flattered when a mistake of this kind fs made. No matter how proud he may be of his country, it shows that there is cer- tainly no provinclalism about him , a3 gave him away." sald Wentworth, “‘as a general thing, T am not taken for anything but what 1 am—an Englishman.” "I bave met o fow Englishmen,” said the gulleless Miss Jennle, “that really I should not be expected to know.” “I understand that it fs a common de- lusion among Americans that every English- man drops his ‘h’s' and is to be detected in that way. Jennie laughed again, and George Went- worth thought it one of the prettiest laughs he had ever heard. Pcor Kenyon was rather neglected by his friend during the dinner. He felt a little gloomy “while the courses went on, and wished he had an evening paper. Meanwhile, Wentworth and the handsome girl beside him 80t on very well together. At the end cf the dinner she seemed to have some dificulty in getting up from her chair, and Went- werth showed her how to turn it around, leaving her free to rise. She thanked him prettily, “1 am going on deck,” she sald, as she turned to go; “I am o anxious to get my first glimpse of the ocean at night from the deck of a steamer," “I hope you will let me accompany you," returned young Wentworth. “The decks are rather slippery, and even when the boat io not rolling it isn't quite safe for a lady un- used to th2 motion of a ship to walk alone in the dark *“Oh, thank you very much,” replied Miss Brewster, with eftusion. “It is kind of you, I am sure; and if you promise not to let me rob you of the pleasure of your after dinner cigar, I shall be most happy to have you accompany me. 1 will meet you at the top of the stairway in five minutes.” “'You are getting on,” said Kenyon, as the young woman disappeared. “What's the use of being on board ship,” said Wentworth, “if you do not take advan- tage of the opportunity of making shipboard acquaintences. There is an unconventionality about baing on a steamer that fa not without its charm, as, perhaps, you will find out be- fore the voyage is over, John." You are merely trying to ease your con- solence becauss of your heartless desertion of me. i George Wentworth had waited at the top of the companionway a little more than five mitutes when Miss Brewster appeared, wrap- ped in an arrangement tipped with fur, which lent an additional charm to her complexion, set off as it was by a jaunty steamer cap. They stepped out on the deck, and found it not at all as dark as they expected. Little globes of eclectric light were placed at regu- lar intervals in the walls of the deck build- ing. Overhead was stretched a sort of canvas roof, against which the sleety rain pattered. One of the sailors, with a_rubber mop, was pu-hing into the gutier Ly the sile of the ship the moisture from tho deck. All around the boat the night was as black as ink, except here and there where the white curl of a wave showed luminous for a moment in the darkness, Miss Brewster Ipsisted that Wentworth should light biy cigar, which, after some per- suasion, he did, ~hen he tucked her hand snugly under his arm. and she adjusted her step (o suit his; They had the promenade all to themselves. . The rainy winter night was not as inviting to most of the passengers as the comfortable rooms below. Kenyon, how- ever, and one ér two others came up, and sat down in the steame chairs that were tied to the brass rod whiclran along the deckhouse wall. He saw the mow of Wentworth's cigar as the couple turned at the further end of the walk, and as the two passed him he heard a low tmurmur of conyersation, and now and thers caught a snatéh of silvery laughter. It was not because’ Wentworth had deserted him that Kenyon.felt so un- comfortable and depressed. He' couldn't tell just what it was, but there had settled on his mind a strange, uneasy foreboding. After a time he went down into the saloon and tried to read, but could not, and so wandered along the seemingly endless passage to his room, which was Wentworth's as well, and, in nautical phrase, ‘turned in.” It was late when his companion came in. ““Asleep, Kenyon?” he asked. “No,” was the answer. By George! John, she is one of the most charming girls I ever met. Wonderfully clever, too; makes a man feel like a fool be- side her. She has read nearly everything Hzs opinions on all our authors, a great many of whom I've never heard of. T wish, for your sake, John, that she has a sister on board.” “Thanks, old man; awfully good of you, I'm sure,”” sald Kenyon. “Don't you think it's about time to stop raving and get into your bunk, and turn out that confounded light 2" “All right, growler, T will,” was the an- swer. Meanwhile, In her own stateroom, Miss Jennie Brewster was looking at her reflection in the glass. As she shook out her long hair until it rippled down her back, she smiled sweztly, and said to herself: “Poor Mr. Wentworth! Only the first night out, and he told me his name was George.” (To be Continued.) IMPIETIES, New York Sun: “I want to thank you, doctor,” sald Mr. Cawker to Rev. Dr. Thirdly, “for that admirable sermon on the higher criticism.” “I am very glad you liked it,” replied the minister, modestly, but much gratified, doctor, T like to hear discourses which make their hearers think, instead of sermons which g0 n at one esr and out of the other.” “I like to have attentive and thoughtful hearers, and it gives me great pleasure to hear you say that it made you think, Mr. Cawker,” added the minister. “Weli, T can honestly say that it did, doc- tor. By the way, there is one question I wanted to ask about that sermon.” “Go on, Mr. Cawker.” ‘Which side of the question do you favor?” A hardshell Baptist minister, preaching in a so-called Union church in a Vermont town, at the close of his sermon announced to the congregation that the pulpit would be occu- pied the following Sunday by a Universalist. ““They believe,” sald he, with the solemn air of a ‘man whose convictions as to the here- after are stronger and sturdier than the oaks of the forest, “that all men will be saved. But brethren he continued, inton- ing the remark with a lugubrious expres- sion, “we hope for better things.” Chicago Tribune: “I'm gettin' a bit on- y about our preacher,” said Deacon lron- side, “What has he been doing now?" inquired the pelghber who had dropped into the good brother's shop for a talk. “He preached a'sermon last Sunday,” re- plied the deaeon, 'shaking his head, “‘from the text, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone.’ I'm afrald he's g:tin' to be unsound on the temperance question.” Harper's Bagar:' “‘Papa “What is It, Benny?" “In his sermon this morning th, spoke about the church militan “Well, Benny?" “Does the ehurch militant fight with the canons?"” minister The Rage for Titles. “Do you think the new secret soclety will be a success?” “Oh, it is sure to be!" ““What makes you so certain about 1t?" “Why, practically every member will be supreme or exalted something or other, and besides that we have four or five entirely new adjectives to hang to some of the biggest titles.” — Bucklen's Aruiea Salve. The best sa've in (he world for cuts, brulgss, sores, ulcers, salt rheum, fever s tetter, chapped hands, chilblains, corns, and all skin eruptions, aud positively cures piles, or n: pay required. It Is guaranteed to give fect satisfac'lon or money refunded. Price 25 cents per box. For sale by Kuhn & Co. Felleity is the Christian name of the young woman to whom George M. Pullman, jr., Is to be married. Here Is one man, In any event, who, before marriage, s certain of felicity afterward. OCTOBER 6. 1895, LAKEKEUKA'S RUBY CLUSTERS @limpses of the Famous Grape Distriots of New York in Autumn Tints, ENORMOUS CROP OF LUSCIOUS FRUIT stent of the Marke tainable—v ie Prices O of Amer- pngne and How ned. are grown in that portion of New York state known as the “lake region,” which comprises the country round four big lakes—Keuka, Canandaigua, Seneca and Cayuga. This is the land of vineyards. There are about 32,000 acres of vines in this lake country. Here perhaps are grown more and better varieties of table grapes than elsewhere on the continent; hers also are produced the light, delicate table and sparkling wines that may yet make ths New York lake district as famous as the champagne district of France, When a writer for Harper's Weekly Visited the Lake Keuka vineyards last month he found the story of the grape written all over the land. The lake is shaped like a badly formed Y. At the base of this Y, in what is called Pleasant Valley, is the quaint little village of Hammondsport. It was here that grape culture took root nearly fifty years ago, when the first out-door grapes that found their way to the New York city market were sent by way of the Ere canal. Lake Keuka Is a picturesque sheet of water, twenty-two miles in length, with an arm eight miles long. Its sixty miles of shore line are almost one continuous stretch of trellised vines. The lake owes its great charm and beauty (o Its vine-clad hills, which rise straight and steep from the shore. Perhaps the most striking feature of the landscape is Bluff Point, which ris abruptly out of the water, making the lake Y-shaped. It stands like a lofty sentinel or watch-tower. Its steep sides are covered with trellised vines, and one wonders how they can be cultivated and kept = clean and neat. One of the finest vineyards along the lake is on this point. Of course the best time to see these beau- tiful vineyards is during the vintage, when the vines are being plundered of their clus- ters of luscious fruit. Eyery season hath its pleasures; pring may boast her flowery prime, Yot the vineyard's tuby trensures Brighten autumn’s sob'rer time, In September and early October, then, the vineyards look their best; big bunches of grapes of exquisite tint and color _shine through the leaves, which are turning brown and yellowish-brown. The vintage begins when' the early varleties, as Delawares and Concords, are ripe, and it ends with the picking of the late varicties, as Catawbas and Niagaras. So from the 1st of September till tha middle of October the grape harvest gives employment to a_small army of peo- ple. The majority of the workers are women, who become most expert in the pick- ing and packing of grapes. Girls in_their teens, rosy-checked maidens, and gray-haired mothers flock to tha vineyards from the neighboring farms and villages. This grape picking time does not bring those scenes of mirth and pleasure which we all associate with the vintage season in olden days, when young and old sang and danced in honor of the wine god, Bacchus. And yet our modern grape harvest is not without its picturesque features. The dark or light green vines furnish a fine setting for the moving figures of men, women and children. In th early morn, when the sun is rising out of the pale saffron and rose glow over yon eastern hill, there Is a subdued hush over the vine- yard, broken by the twittering of birds. Soon the noise of the day begins, and then you hear bits of talk, laughter and snatches of song. Look at the glimpses of color here and there—a red waist, a blue ribbon, or a colored shawl. Watch the light, quick movements of busy fingers, and the graceful pose of young girls as they reach and bend over for the beautiful clusters. This grape picking season s a kind of long and extended picnic for the young people, while the older ones look forward to It from year to year as the time to earn money which will keep them through the winter. The bunches of grapes are cut from the stems by shears which have a coiled spring in the handle. The fruit 1s laid carefully in boxes, which, when filled, are carried to the end of the row. The boxes are gathered two or three times a day and taken to the pack- ing house. Here the clusters are sorted over, damaged or imperfect berries are re- moved and unripe fruit set aside. The grapes are packed in five and ten-pound baskets. Just as it takes a woman to stow away a whole wardrobe in a Saratoga trunk, so it requires feminine fingers to pack ten pounds of grapes into a nine-pound basket. It is surprising how many bunches of grapes can be pressed tightly, yet tenderly, into such small space. The number of baskets of grapes sent an- nually from the New York lake region Is enormous. A modest estimate of the grape crop places it at about 20,000 tons, or 40,000,- 000" pounds. This will require about 2,500 cars for transportation, and as each car holds about 2,500 baskets, the reader can readily figure that 7,000,000 baskets Is not an over- estimate of the number sent to market, The bulk of the New York lake grapes is shipped to eastern cities—to New York, Boston Phil- adelphia and Washington. It 1s sent by fast freight, the rate being 35 cents per 100 pounds. Markets for New York grapes are now being opened in the west and northwest, Grapes are shipped by carloads to Chicago, St. Louls, Kansas City, St. Paul and even as far as Winnipeg, Manitoba. About one-half of the grape crop of the lake region is handled and disposed of by the Central New York Grape Growers union, with headquarters at Pen Yan. The busi: ness of the union s managed by a board of directors, which contains representatives of the different sections of the vineyard dis- trict, as follows: The Lake Keuka district has six directors, the Seneca lake district three, the Canandaigua lake district three, and one at large. The shipments of the dis. trict are pooled, each variety of grape by itselt. The receipts are divided prorata among the shippers. One object of this grape union is to supply grapes to consumers in first-class condition. _ The fruit is in- spected and classified as No. 1 or No. 2. All unripe and badly packed grapes are rejected. Tho union hips iz round numbers 3,500,000 baskets of grapes, and the receipts are about $300,000. This money Is distributed daily, as each day's sales are pooled, and checks sent to the growers. After October 1 pools are made weekly. Thus the growers are relieved of the work and trouble that come if they attend to their own sales, shipping and collec- tions. The grape growers tell me that there fs but little profit in the industry. With few exceptions they all complain of low prices, Ten years ago, when the growers recelved 4 and 5 cents pound for thelr fruit, ther: was money in the industry, This season grapes have not brought over 2 cents a pound, or $40 a ton. 1t is calculated that a vineyard will yield, on tho average, two tons to the acre, so that grapes are more profitable than any grain crop. But there is a surplus of grapes. The markets of New York, Boston and Philadel- phia In plentiful seasons become glutted every few days and grapes are scld for 1 cent” a pound or less. Sometimes whole carloads bring the shipper into debt for freight and commissions. The question now is, what shall be done with the surplus crop of grapes? Many growers look to the increasing nceds of the wino industry for relief. At the present time the wine cellars take only about one- fifth of the grapes grown in the state. With the growing demand for good American wine the time should not be far distant when the cellars take one-half of the grape crop. In California four-ifths of the grapes are pressed into wine and the annual product Is about 15,000,000 gallons. In New York it {s less than 3,000,000 gallons, The grapes grown in the Lake Keuka region are peculiarly adapted to making the light table wines, especially champagne. They are unlike the California grap which make the heavy-liquor wines, such ports, sher- ries and madeiras, and deml liquor wines, such as sauterne. Certain qualities of the #0il on the side hills of Lake Keuka, which, by the way, appears thin and sterile, give to the Concord, Delaware and Catawba grapes a fine flavor, or tang, and it is these grapes that make a most delicate sparkling wine, The headquarters of the champagne In- dustry are around Hammondeport, which s In the heart of the vineyard district. Here there are eight wine cellars within a radlus of eight miles. Several of these wine com- panies have erected extensive bulldings, and have Immense vaults for riponing cham pagne. The two largest of these each carry about 1,000,000 bottles of champagne in stock the year round. The next largest carries a stock of 350,000 bottles of champagne, besiles the still wines, The wines of these com panies are superior brands of American cham pagnes, which are not always distingulshable from forelgn vintages, 1f you visit one of these cellars you will learn” something of tha mysiery of makiag champagno by the French method—i e., by fermentation n (ke bottle, You ask permis sfon to explors the dark doep vaults under the sido hill, and it is granted. Ons of the workmen ac's as your guide. As vou do- scend into the cellars the man hands you a lightad candle. You would got lost without | some light, for there are thirten champagne The best table grapes in the United States | vaults and ten still wino vaults, which one might wander for h: finding a point of egress, In these vaults you feel a wonder, for the temperature 45 degrees by cold storage As you walk through vault se0 ‘thonusands of bottles In deep piles, and thousands of bottles in V-shaped racks, The bottles are first placed horlzontally, and then, after the first year, when tho wine is ripening, they are placed neck downwards, in order that the sediment which accumulates may be deposited on the cork. When for- mentation 18 very active, hundreds of bottles burst, and the wine flows out over the stone floors. You fnhale the sweet and cloying perfume of the spilled wine, and there comes 1o most people a gense of luxury in being able to wade through champagne an inch deep. through s without deeided chill; no 1s kept at about the year round after vault yon When you come up from the dark vaultsy you are taken to tho finishing room, and there you see champagne passing through its final stages. The old cork s removed, and behold! the sediment shoots out like spray from a fountain. Then the bottle iy placed in a machine, and a small “dosage” of liqueur (consisting of sugar syrup and brandy) is added (o the wine, which is'thus made “dry’ or “extra dry,” as the winemaker and ¢ tomers desire it. As bottles are liable to burst during the handling, the men wear wire gauze masks over their faces and heavy gloves to protect thelr hands. The bottle is now recorked, passed on to an- other workman, who wires and caps it, and finally to a third man, who puts on the label. The wine is ready for shipment. Meanwhile it has taken two years for the new wine, or “‘must,” to ba converted and ripened into sparkling champagne, and each bottle, accord- ing to actual count, has been handled no less than 180 times. DEAUTIF) Devised by a Printer Unschooled in Sculpture. Tho city of Limoges, famous for its porce- lain, has recently dedicated a monument to the late president of the French republic, Sadi Carnot. The idea embodied in the memorial Is as beautiful as it is simple: Tho dying president received in the arms of France, who covers him with the flag for which ho and his ancestors have lived and faced death The sentiment 18 boautifully oxpressed in the two figures of herole size, the inseription upon the monument being restricted to & fow words only. The shaft of the ecolumn beats the words: “To Sadi Carnot, President of the Republic. The eity of Limoges, 1895 And upon the base Is inseribed the motto: “Pour La France (for France). 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