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The @ubliehed Dy the Press PubliahingsCompany, No. & to @ Park Row, New York Fntered Jescvssseee NOW 1G. 399, THE DUMA. The Czar of All the Ri , the first autocrat of the world, en- to the ing for the first time ith from his people, unfiltered and un- | fixed. | The Duma, the first parliament | ever heid under the Romanoffs, is | making itself heard. It will do} more, It will act, and its actions may ring the doom of Nicholas. When Louis XVI. assembled the tates-General he summoned his executioner, Parliament began the revolt that cost Charles I. his head. In Russia, until now, there has been No representative body to act for the people. The few self-constituted leaders have been hunted down by the:police. The committees have been disrupted, and the assassins alone have been effective, and abortively so. Now, however, we have a force, formally arrayed, that cannot be silenced or destroyed. Should'this be attempted, history may repeat itself. NS Revolutions, truly, do not go backward, i\\ To the million Russians in and about New York who have felt Wy the hand of the oppressor every step taken in St. Petersburg will be) }/ A \y HAN i watched with strained interest. Events are onthe march! Who is strong) |} NY ‘ WS SSE iif enough tostop them? xs i AS : { HN) \\ _— | 1 iH i 4 The Corporation Counsel says the Interborough ought to pay the rent !t owes the city. Now will he make tt pay or put It out? IDEAS AND THE ARMY. The annual crop of commencement advice begins with a sage utter- ance by Secretary Leslie M. Shaw. Speaking of the graduating class of the Revenue Cutter Service, he said: ‘Government employ is no place for aman \ith ideas, There is nothing that will take the native capacity out of a man as quickly as employment in any branch of the:Army or Navy. If a man has a good idea they court-martial him.” Very likely if Whistler had stayed in the army the world would not have had the} room and the Portrait of My Mother. If Edison had | gone to Aiibots we might not have had the arc light. But in the matter of making generals and admirals, which fs their| ! business, the two branches of the service are apparently as efficient as | those of any other nation. As a matter of fact, twenty years of the army did not. wet-blanket Zalinski’s idea of the dynamite torpedo gun, As for the routine of Government service, that makes competent, but it : Kills originality. There are Washington clerks whose faculties under the i ' drudgery of desk work have been specialized to a high degree of expert- |; ness. Yet, as Secretary Shaw says, the ladder they are climbing is short. | \ It does not reach to a Cabinet office or a department head. f ; If it is a good thing for the ambitious youth not to go into Govern- |} 5 ment employ, the best thing for him, once in, Is to use it as a school and get out as soon as he has learned what it can teach him. a e was Nay NH NIN: i 4 we HeIMT of Evening World’s Daily SS Me Mag a ©. py eer 1; ‘NEW YORK 0 truck, absor th ‘wind fnstrumentalist and spots, such as the birth azine, sday, Two Shepherds: By Maurice Ketten. UR yory best free sh & hotel lobb! {r souvenir pe Far down on Br bullding, when, in order remains who are dodgi moving four or five inch upholstery, muck-rak! on! yes, I'VE HEARD} OP HIM In { INDIA returning thanks for the because he served once usually he’s colonel. As and have his shirt bosom year. conclustyely that the one one side and all the dra where aboimd the potted plexion. yy Tine She jing high hats and no manner, pausing only to | ticker with ereat of the price of a cheese where close by, a group vicinity of the bar, givi | ing another 0: Pina far noun I—«he lo! in the and run gages tn purely personal of the theme, where ey camera for & full-length on whe ‘We overlook good 5! | ones. Author of "THE TRUTH ABOUT JAN A.”* * TO. turnkey’s office myself,"’ he said, his grim old bat- | tlement of a face smiling. TiS ai okt ie This was our day; from Muyenne down every- javarre, ciaimany ot body went out of his why to pleasure us. I wns) suddenly emboldened by his manner, i} SYNOPSIS OF PREC DING CHAPTERS. th ve by the League, under the {8 a follower ‘of Henry nn is I but has ge Lorrain “Monsteur, perhaps {t is preposterous to ask, but might I go with you? He fooked at me a moment, surprised. “Well, after all, why not? You too, Sir Mus-| Yorance Mar i GR Gents, wi Bt. Quentin | Keteer, an you Ike." j Ray wacrarms ot ths. Dok y rate, nt | So the three of us, he and a'Auvray and I, went Bie vanne’ at’ fist threntons and Maar ‘but soon grows | tO rescue the Comte de Mar. ealmer. at We passed through corridor after corridor, row Hoe eives @&. Quentin an onter for Mare retenae. Py } do Loraine (whom St. Quentin. knows. | Sain to deter. Ma The releases order. ts the Governce af t fe finda Paul eenking oan interview with Mar after row of heavy barred doora, The deeper we penctrated the mighty pile the fonder I grew of |my friend Mayenne, by whose complaisance none| of these doors would shut on me. We climbed at| last @ steep turret stair winding about a huge fir trank, lighted by slits of windows in the four| | foot wall, and at the top turned down a dark pas-| Sage to a door at the end, the bolts of which, in-| visible to me In the gloom, the veteran drew back with familiar hand. ‘ | The cell was small, with one high window| through which I could see nanght but the sly. | For all furniture it contained a pallet. a stool, a| Nenoh that might serve as table. M. Etienne stood | at the window, his arm crooke! around the fron bare, gazing out over the roofs of Parts. He wheeled atvout ut the door's creal "I go to trial, monsieur?” he asked quickly, not seeing mo behind the keeper } k Faas af Servicn f A0opyright, 1900-1901, by The Century Oo. Al Rishts Re . perved.) CHAPTER XXX. i My Young Lord Settles Scores with ' Two Foes at Once. } (Continued.) | 4“ N orfer, if it please you, monsieur, for A the Count de Mar's release,” % Lucas's hand went out to snatch and f erumple it; then his clenched fist dropped to his 3 pide. It eeemed as if his eyes would blacken the paper with thelr fire. the requisition for M. de Mar’s ro- eer told him, looking up from it regular and in order, In five min- “Just that— with wil ‘politeness to you, Slr Musketeer, I could nd a soldier's omers must be quoted the keeper's word ive impressed him. “How to look at I could h seemed to Zomte, if 1 en paces behind you and look at it,’ | {f {t 1s a question of something to play with toys, and M. Etl- , the soldier out of ear- He fol'owed til] we were In the Rue St. Denis, when, waving his hand in fareweil he turned his steps with tho plous consciousness looked back to see it; shot behind us. of duty do: sleur had his existence, ote “I ata not proud; I don’t mind belug marched through the streets by a miutsketesr,” M. E:ienne explained as wo startoil; ‘bit I can't talk bofore hin. Tell me, Melix, the story if you weuld have me bye.” ‘ Auil I told him til wo almost ran Windly inte tic vower of the St. Nan.s gate. | We learned of the w re that M. do St. Quen- jl] | tia had recently passe! out, but that rotking hed been seen of lis cquerry. No steeds were here we'll go have a glass. But {f Vigo +t come toon, sy my fain, Lil wih to Sy Tenis!" But that promised glass was never drunk, nor were we to set out at once for St. Denis, for In the door of the wineshop we met Lucas, ainiess Parker built the first Brook as much Ike a mortuary vault as possible, x thelr jobs, cussing the Aus Southern delegate fs never b. officers survived fn the South and disabled vo! Moving north ten blocks, we come {nto the region of those lobbies Here nil is life, gayety and clerks y in the act of being pleasant to the gues nder Charter members of ¢ of Interest and then p and a domesticated tiger. { engaged in sinking cocktail cherries unless Paul . of his funerals down the coast he Big Road ing under them 190677 % THRO’ FUNNY GLASSES By Irvin S. Cobb. ‘vs are being overlooked by those from x:msewhere nd town on the dorsal fin of a sightseeing re tion passed out through a megaphone by & 1 acquiring the Good ¥ neck looking at historic ace of Bim the Button Man and the place whero n bridge. They ought to drop into 3. W. W. before they buy ies anywhere and start for home. y. the hotels be age of hotele to insure the comforts of hom: built a lobby There you find a lot of fossil vice for the Natural History Museum by hou ‘They sit around on leather records of the fellows who beat them out of allan Ballot system and at intervals silently blessings of the Statute of Limitations. long to the ng es ey Tr or so. About one in throe of these movable antiques of politics 1s called Judge The any obi X than a major— al proposition he either Inherited the title as foreman of a coro jury out West. a KC or else he adopted {t about the tlme he began to sprout a white goatea ns soft-laundered. But to listen to him you would be ready to swear he was the party who kept U. S. Grant guessing that last What a cruel thing is war, anyhow! Later developments haye shown we had in the elxties destroyed all the privates on ftex] men and conscripts on the other. Only staff teers in the North. 4 rep tion asd the pickled com-= lose their jobs if caught ol forelgners wear fc {n & nonchalant palm, the cannet D: shirts drift frisk the free lunch. the four. bre hood examine the stocl on to negotiate the loan nen a football game any= ates will be noted in the three small, neat cheers be a few naval officers es happens to be have sh sandwich. Jf tt of elty-broke ng in sultahte There will probat 1 the hotel home of the Pro- ds throwing bouquets up de of tlie provinces en- we re the matinee rema me and never wearying ‘yhody ts co antly posing bef &n imaginary photograph THE F Y PART: hows that cost nothing and pay $2 to see poores VVAASSSSANSASASASASAASAAAADUAALO RAS MADASALAANARAAASGAASALAGAAANANTASUAAASATSOAASAARAOATOSESAAEATAGA LER MASALAAAASAAASAGATARSOALDS URNA TE IAGAANTEONMARTAANAARAAADERGAMAAAAGD CASSAAATARSAASASA TEA AAAS AAS AANTAN AACA RAARAAAUAR EAGAN CAS NCAR RRS averre by Bertha \ Jeaaallele Lucas raised his eyebrows. “Is that nece: ? I thought we might settle irs without de I confess mysef ime our of ! patient. “Your sentiments for once “It 1s understood you bring He will watch that I de before you are ready," Lucas safd with a fine” snecr, | “And who ts to watch me?” | "Oh, monsieur’s chivalry ts notortons. tlans are unn stour, to appo! p mine.” our spaniel with | you. Precaus It !s your privilege, mone t the happy spot." “The spot is near nd. Witere tou is the fitting place for you to die. “It fs fitting for you to die In your own house,” Lucas amended. | ‘Without further perley we turned {nto the Rue des Innocents on our way to that of the Ceupes _darrets. $ Now, I had been on the watch from tho first In- stant for foul play. -1 had suspected something | wrong with the sword, but my lord; who kmew, had accepted it. Then, when Lucas propose no | seconds, I hed felt sure of a trap. But his invit- ing my presence at the place of our cholce smelt | ltke honesty. | M, Etlenne remarked casually to me: “Faith, there'll soon be as many ghosts In the house as you thought you saw there—Grammont, | Ponton anf now Lucas, What alle you, lad? Poot» | steps on your grave: | But {!t was not thoughts of my grave caused the peeary. ‘ou slew Pon= | Thad dismissed him from thought, as something | shudder, but of his, For of the three men of the | out of the reckoning, dead and done with, power-| lightning flash the third was not Lucas, bat M, less a8 yesterday's broken sword. I thought him|Etfenne, What if the vision were, after all, the gone out of our Jives when he went out of prison| thing I had at first believed tt—a portent? An ee utes, M. de Lorraine, the Comte de Mae shail be Yefure you. You may have all the conyersation| "No, M. le Comte. The charge ts cancelled. 1 you wie come to set you free.” © Lucas I dashed in past the, officer, snatching my lori’a| "Tam hand to kiss, | obeyed,” the officer went on to explain, evidently| “It's true, monsteur! You're trea It's all | <> Bis paper into an | vot caring to offend the general's nephew, “With- out the written order I could not admit your broth- But now you can hnve al! the con- er Of Guise, you desire with M. de {s brother Gu: He back to His Grace,” rom the room. ko that out," the keeper 1 at Lucas should be in c of § h for him, bu Wohel had vcore’ to. atnb ox febne $n his cell. J. was his TMigsed it. 1b ip Mayertie's faith “Lueas couk! not hurt him What was t mo doubt of Muy re, d curtly, nd, barely ce and he ger, for I belley master once released, nere we caught Sight through the |» ke with a cle: two behind the: h with a key. young er tra & connt*TIPsto' ond In a moment appeared tled with Mayenne, Monsieur's seen him; he sets | you free. He sald, ‘In recognizance of Wednes- day night,’ Incredulous joy flashed over his face, to give to bellef withont Joy. Now I know she’s married.” . Nothing of the sort!" I fairly ehonted | dancing wp and down in my eagerness fle Comte. She's at St. Denis w She's to n you It's all 2 consents—the king—everyt |—gone forever, like last year’s snow. And here | within the hour we encountered him, a naked | Sword {n his hand, a smile on his Ips. He said, in the flower of his easy insolence: “Tuesday I told you your hour had come, It ts here.” “At your service,” quoth my lord. “Then it needs not to slap your face?” You insult me safely, Lucas. You have but one . That is forfeit, be you courteous.” “You think eo?" will come Ite a lamb, M. lo Mousquetaire.”” la atte and walked merrily out Place Ba I think I never folt en I passed through the noble sally- i nt ess on t host of the biggest tn the Louvre that yori In lavish that you lod sal to the so and as wh making no motion to hinder us, @ gc Shem you." koey ut a myrr t fot s us {f we owned the place. It had | “I know it.” cposterous as it seemed. he could not dts-! Yet grate that I am, deport ita », this making friends with Mayenno. Lucas held out the bare sword, hilt toward us, redit my fervor, He followed ell| ¥e The f my lord did, still in the shadow “Monsieur had a box for weapon yesterday, but Jand through fortress In a He hoonse thot prison, was to come to terms with d'Au-|as I prefer to flyht in the established way I yen- hait elf dreaming, I thin’ i feared} ve I vray tured to provide him with a sword. te happiness should melt. I fan ea} nite a f “Moe , my fric why must you put your- “Thoughtful of you, Lucas. Is this the make of ev the walked Hghtly and gingerly, as {¢ the! |sclf to the fatigue of escorting me to the gate?" | sword you elect to be killed with?” s} ym ment might breal the spell. M nte, will you cor 1 with me to] “Orr , monsteur, The general-duke wants to He was bending the blade to try its temper. ‘ot til] we were actually in the open door of the , face to face with freedom, did he ronse him- With s joyous A laugh he turned tq the keeper: “M, de La Motté, you shoul@emptoy your tefs- | | E If to acknowledge the thing real. Lueas unsheathed his own. “M. de Mar may have his choice.” . M. de Mar professed himself satisfied with the as “dh the St. Denis gate?” d'Auvray m. “Or| know that you get into no misohfef between hero must I borrow a gaan from M. de La Motte?” jand the gata You are banished, you understand, M. Btlenne’s whole face was smiling; not his|from Parts.” Ups alone, but his eyes. Even his skin and hair a pledge you my word I shall make no attempt | blade glyen him. appearance not of those who had died by sted, but Next moment I almost laughed out fn relief. 1% was not Pontou I had seen, but Louls Martin, Ang) he was Iving, The vision was no omen, but a \mere happening. Was Ia babe to shiver so? And yet Martin, if not dead, was like to die. He was in duress as un Leaguer spy, to await King ‘Henry's will. All who entered this house lay un- der acurss. We should none of us pass cut again |saveto our tombs, Woe entered the well-remembered little passage, the well-remembered court, where shards of glass | still strewed the pavement, Some one—the gen- | darmes, I fancy, when they took away Pontou— had put a heavy padlqek on the door Lucas and Grammont left swinging. “We go in by your postern, Fellx,” my master sald. ‘M. Lucas, I confess I prefer that you go first.” Lacas put iis back to the wall. “Why go further, M. le Comte?” “Do you long for interruption?” (To Be Continued.) —_— “The Masquerader,” by, Kath ‘Thurston, author of mm ie Sacoiactn. ck ried 3 a seemed to hnvertmken on a brighter Took. Ho» to elude-my fate, I'go-straight to the-gate, But" “Have:you summoifyd your secontts, Lucas?” et pe poe concretion: stellt aN lM ie eget of those who musf, One, two, and now the third: