6 - THE LAW. •T!s a trutti ns old as the soul of things— Whatever ye sow ye reap. "Tts the cosmic law that forever springs From the unimagined deep. 'Tis shown in the manifold sorrowings Of the race; in remorse with its secret slings; Thai he who grief to his brother brings In his turn some day shall weep. To the mnn who hears his victim's cries And hardens his heart at the sound, At last a N> m< sis dread shall rise From out of the void profound. Who sows in selfishness, greed, and hate Bhall gain his deserts in the years that wait For the slow and remorseless wheel of Fate Forever turns 'round and 'round. If yp give out of mercy and love and light, The same shal! return to you; For the standards of right are Infinite Ar.d the scales of the gods are true. By its good or evil each life is weighed; In motives and deeds is its record made; In the coin ye pay ye shall be repaid, When your wages at last fall due. —J. A Edgerton, in Denver News. My Strangest Case BY GUY BOOTHBY. Author of "Dr. Kikola," "The Heautiful White Devil," "Pharos, Tha Egyptian," Etc. (Copyrighted, liWl, by Ward, Lock A Co.] CHAPTEK V.—CONTINUF.D. When he had gone 1 sat down at my desk to think. I had had a good many surprises in my life, but I don't know that I had ever been more as tonished than I was that afternoon. If only I had been aware of Hayle's identity when he had called upon me two mornings before, how simply everything might have been ar ranged! As u matter of fact I had been talking with the very man I had been paid to find, and, what was worse, had even terminated the in terview myself. When I realized everything, I could have kicked my self for my stupidity. Why should I have suspected him, however? The very boldness of his scheme carried conviction with it! Certainly, Mr. Gideon Hayle was a foeman worhy of my steel, and I began to realize that, with such a man to deal with, the enterprise I had taken in hand was likely to prove a bigger affair than I had bargained for. "Having failed in both his attempts to get me out of the way, his next move will be to leave Kngland with as little delay as possible," I said to myself. "If only I knew in what part of London he was staying, I'd ran sack it for him, if I had to visit every house in order to do so. As it is, he has a thousand different ways of es cape, and unless luek favors me I shall be unable to prevent him from taking his departure." At that moment there was a tap at the door and my clerk entered the room. "Mr. Kitwater and Mr. Codd to see you, sir." "Show them in," T said, and a mo ment later the blind man and his companion were ushered into my presence. Codd must have divined from the expression upon my face that 1 was not pleased to see them. "You must forgive me for troubling you again so soon," said Kitwater, as he dropped into the chair I had placed for him, "but you can under stand that we are really anxious about the affair. Your letter tells us that you discovered that Hayle was in London a short time since, and that he had realized upon some of the stones. Is it not possible for you to discover some trace of his whereabouts?" "I have not been able to do that yet," I answered. "It will be of in terest to you, however, to know that he called upon me here in this room, and occupied the chair you are now Bitting in, three days ago." Kitwater clutched the arm of the chair in question and his face went as white as his beard. "In this room three days ago, and sitting in your presence," he cried. "Then you know where he is, and can take us to him?" "I regret that such a thing is out of my power," I answered. "The man came into and left this room without being hindered by me." Kitwater sprang to his feet with an oath that struck me as coming rather oddly from the lips of a mis sionary. "I see it all. You are in league witli him," he cried, his face suffused with passion. "You are siding with him against us. By God you are, and I'll have you punished for it. You hoodwinked us, you sold us. You've taken our money, and now you've gone over and are acting for the enemy." I opened the drawer of my table and took out the envelope he had priven me when he had called. For a reason of my own I had not banked the note it contained. "Excuse me, Mr. Kitwater," I said, speaking as calmly as I could, "but there seems to be a little misunder standing. I have not sold you, and I have not gone over to the enemy. There is the money you gave me, and I will not charge you anything for the little trouble I have beep put to. That should convince you of my integrity. Now perhaps you will leave my otliee, and let me wash my hands of the whole affair." I noticed that little Codd placed his hand upon the other's arm. It traveled down until their hands met. I saw that the blind man was mak ing an effort to recover his com posure, and I felt sure that he re gretted ever having lost it. A mo ment later Codd came across the room to my table, and, taking up a piece of paper, wrote upon it the following words: "Kitwater is sorry, I am fiure. Try to forgive him. Remember what he li** auii'eieU iiajic," The simplicity of the message touched me. "Bray sit down a minute, Mr. Kit water," I said, "and let me put my self right with you. It is only natural that you should get angry, if you think I have treated you as you said just now. However, that does not happen to be the case. I can assure you that had I known who Hayle was, I should have taken very good <wre that he did not leave this oflice until you had had an in terview with him. Unfortunately, however, 1 was not aware of his identity. I have encountered some bold criminals in my time, but I do not know that I have ever had a more daring one than the man who treated you so badly." I thereupon proceeded to give him a rough outline of Hayle's interview with myself, and his subsequent treatment of me. Both men listened with rapt attention. "That is Hayle all over," said Kit water when I had finished. "It is not his fault that you are not a dead man now. He will evade us if he possibly can. The story of the roughs you have just told us shows that he is aware that you are on the trail, and, if I know him at all, he will try the old dodge, and put run ning water between you and himself as soon as possible. As I said to you the other day, he knows the world as well as you know London, and, in spite of what people say, there are still plenty of places left in it where he can hide and we shall never find him. With the money he stole from us he can make himself as comfort able as he pleases wherever he may happen to be. To sum it all up, if he gets a week's start of us, we shall never set eyes on him again." "If that is so we must endeavor to make sure that he does not get that start," I replied. "I will have the principal ports watched, and in the meantime will endeavor to find out where lie has stowed himself away in London. You may rest assured of one thing, gentlemen, I took this matter up in the first place as an ordinary business speculation. I am now going 011 for that reason and another. Mr. Hayle tried a trick on me that I have never had attempted before, and for the future he is my enemy as well as yours. I hope I have set myself right with you now. You do not still believe that I am acting in collusion with him?" "I do not," Kitwater answered, vehemently. "And I most humbly apologize for having said what I did. It would have served me right if you had thrown the case up there and then, and I regard it as a proof of your good feeling towards us that you consent to continue your work upon it. To-day is Friday, is it not? Then perhaps by Sunday you may have something more definite to tell us." "It is just possible, I may," I re turned. "In that case I am instructed by my niece to ask if you will give us the pleasure of your company at Bishopstowe on that day. After the toils of London, a day in the country A TRAVELING RUG THROWN OVER HIS SHOULDER, AND CARRYING A SMALL, BROWN LEATHER BAG IN HIS HAND, STOOD GIDEON HAYLE. will do you no harm, and needless to say we shall be most pleased to see you." I remembered the girl's pretty face and the trim neat figure. I am not a lady's man, far from it, never theless I thought that I should like to renew my acquaintance with her. "I shall be very pleased to accept Miss Kitwater's invitation, provided I have something of importance to communicate," I said. "Should I not be able to come, you will of course understand that my presence is re quired in London or elsewhere. My movements must of necessity be regulated by those of Mr. Hayle, and while I am attending to him I am not my own master." Kitwater asked me one or two more questions about the disposal of the gems to the merchants in Hat ton Garden, groaned as I describe the enthusiasm of the dealers, swore under his breath when he heard of Hayle's cunning 111 refusing to allow either his name or address to be known, and then rose and bade me good-by. During dinner that evening I had plenty to think about. The various events of the day had been so ab sorbing, and had followed so thick and fast upon each other, that I had little time to seriously digest them. As I ate my meal, and drank my modest pint of claret, I gave them my fullest consideration. As Kitwa ter had observed, there was no time to waste if we dccired to lay our hands upon that slippery Mr. Hayle. Given the full machinery of the law, its boundless resources to steg N CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MAY 29. 1902. him, it is by no means an easy thing for a criminal to fly the country un- I observed; but with me the case was different. I had only my own and the exertions of a few and trusted servants to rely upon, and it was therefore impossible for us to watch all the various backdoors leading out of England at once. When I had finished my dinner I strolled down the Strand as far as Charing Cross station. Turner was to leave for St. Petersburg that night by the mail train, and I had some instruc tions to give him before his depar ture. I found him in the act of at tending to the labeling of his lug gage, ar.d, when lie had seen it safe ly on the van, we strolled down the platform together. I warned him of the delicate nature of the operation he was about to undertake, and bade him use the greatest possible care that the man he was to watch did not become aware of liis intentions. Directly he knew for certain that this, man was about to leave Rus sia, he was to communicate with me by cipher, and with my representa tive in Berlin, and then follow him with all speed to that city himself. As I had good reason to know, he was a shrewd and intelligent fellow, and one who never forgot any in structions that might be given him. Knowing that lie was a great votary of the Goddess Nicotine, I gave him a few cigars to smoke on the way to Dover. "Write to me immediately when you have seen your man," I said. "Re member me to Herr Schneider, and if you should see—" 1 came to a sudden stop, for there, among the crowd, not three-carriage lengths away from me, a traveling rug thrown over his shoulder, and carrying a small brown leather bag in his hand, stood Gideon Hayle. Unfortunately, he had already seen me, and almost before I realized what he was doing, he was making his way through the crowd in the direction of the main entrance. Without another word to Turner, 1 set off in pursuit, knowing that he was going to make his bolt, and that if I missed him now it would prob ably be my last chance of coming to grip with him. Never before had the platform seemed so crowded. An ex asperating lady, with a lanky youth at her side, hindered my passage, porters with trucks piled with lug gage barred the way just when I was getting along nicely; while, as I was about to make my way out into the courtyard, an idiotic French man seized me by the arm and im plored me to show him "ze oflice of ze money-changaire." I replied angrily that I did not know, and ran out into the portico, only to be in time to see Gideon Hayle take a seat in a hansom. He had evidently given his driver his instructions, for the man whipped up his horse, and went out of the yard at a speed which, at any other hour, would certainly have got him into trouble with the police. I called up another cab and jumped into it, promising the man a sov ereign as I did so, if he wo.uld keep the other cab in sight, and find out for me its destination. "Rig-lit ye are, sir," the cabman re plied. "You jest leave that to me. I won't let him go out of my sight." Then we, in our turn, left the yard of the station, and set off eastwards along the Strand in pursuit. Both cabmen were sharp fellows and evi dently familiar with every twist and turn of their famous London. In my time I have had a good many curious drives in one part of the world and another, but I think that chase will always rank first. We traveled along the Strand, about 100 yards be hind the other vehicle, then turned up Southampton street, through Covent Garden by way of Henrietta street into Long Acre. After that I cannot pretend to have any idea of the direction we took. I know that we passed through Drury Lane, crossed High Ilolborn, to presently find ourselves somewhere at the back of Gray's Inn. The buildings of the Parcels' Post depot marked another stage in our journey. But still the other cab did not show any sign of coming to a standstill. Leaving Mount Pleasant behind us, we en tered that dingy labyrinth of streets lying on the other side of the Clerk enwell House of Detention. How much longer was the chase going to last? Then, to my delight, the other cab slackened its pace, and eventual ly pulled up before a small public house. We were so close behind it that we narrowly escaped a collision. I sprang out, and ran to the other vehicle in order to stop Ilayle before he could alight. "Wot's up, guvner?" asked the cab man. "Don't go a worriting of yourself. There's nobody inside." He was quite right, the cab was empty! CHAPTER VI. I flatter myself that I am a man who is not easily disconcerted, but for the second time that day I was completely taken aback. I had watched that cab so closely, had fol lowed its progress so carefully, that it seemed impossible Hayle could have escaped from it. Yet there was the fact, apparent to all the world, that he had got away. I looked from the cab to the cabman and then at my own driver, who had descended from his perch and was standing be side me. "Well, I wouldn't have believed it," I said aloud, when I had recovered somewnat from my astonishment. My own driver, who had doubtless begun to think that the sovereign I had promised him was in danger, was inclined to be somewhat belli cose. It appeared as if he were anxious to make a personal matter of it, and in proof of this he stern ly demanded of his rival what he had tioflc .with liis fare. "You don't think I've ate him do yer?" asked that worthy. "WhvA's it got to do with me w+.at a fare does'? I set Mm down, same as I should do you, and now I am on my way 'ome. Look arter your own fare, and take him 'ome and put him ter bed, but don't yer a'conie aboth erin* me. I've done the best day's work I've ever 'ad in my life, and if so be the pair of yer like to come into the pub here, well, I don't knew as I won't a stand yer both a two of Scotch cold. It looks as if 'twould kind a' cliear the guvner up a bit, seein' as how he's dis'pointed like. Come on now!" It is one of my principles, and to it I feel that I owe a considerable por tion of my success, that I netfer al low my pride to stand in the way of my business. The most valuable in formation is not unfrequently picked up in the most unlikely places, and for this reason I followed my own Jehu and his rival into the public house in question. The man was visibly elated by the good stroke of business he had done that night, and was inclined to be convivial. " 'E was a proper sort of bloke," he said as we partook of our refresh ment. "'E give me a fiver, 'e did, an* I wishes as 'ow I could meet an other like 'im every day." "They do say as how one man's mutton is another man's poison," re torted my driver, who, in spite of the entertainment he was receiving, visibly regarded the other with dis favor. "If you'd .1 give us the tip, I'd 'ave 'ad my suvering. As it is I don't take it friendly like that you should a' bilked us." [To Be Continued.] DECORATION WITH A MORAL. Its Recipient lireuk» u I'leiijee N'ot to Accept Such Honors uii<l Is Surry. A story illustrative of an unfortu nate error of judgment is told at the expense of the late Baron Nordens jold, says Youth's Companion. When he was 011 his way home from the Si berian coast, he received a telegram from the Russian government, ask ing him if he would accept a decora tion from the czar in recognition of his services to the country. Now the baron was a member of the Anti-Decoration society, which pledged its supporters to receive no decorations from anybody; and he wrestled long and faithfully with himself before finally he yielded to the temptation, and telegraphed back that he would gladly accept the honor. How groat, then, was his chagrin when, on reaching home, a friend told him that the czar was fully aware of his antipathy to honors of the na ture of decorations, and he had put aside the sum of 300,000 rubles, to be given to him in case of his refusal of the offer. "Russia," added the friend, blandly, "is certainly grateful to you for your failure to live up to your pledge." A man does not lose 300,000 rubles every time he breaks a i>'.eclge, hut the moral is a good one for all that. Itosu's Honlienr's Lions. Rosa Bonheur gave the freedom of her gardens to the lions of the me nagerie at By. Sometimes the passers by on the road would regard with stu pefaction a tawny lion crouching on the terrace of Mile. Rosa, and gazing majestically from the height of the wall which formed his pedestal. How ever, after awhile the artist grew tired of entertaining such expensive guests, which, moreover, in spite of all as surances, kept the neighborhood in a constant state of terror, and she gave her last lion, so carefully tamed, to the Jardin des I'lantes. It was a privilege to hear the charming woman tell of her visit to her imprisoned pet, of how sad he was, revelling no longer in the caresses of his mistress, while his mane looked dirty and uncombed. "The poor animal," said she, "rose up wh?!F he saw me, and his glance, so eloquent and pathetic, seemed to tell me—l am wrong; his look actually said: 'See what they have done to me. I am weary. 1 suffer. Save me! Take me back!' " —Harper's Magazine. A llurnt of (*encroNlty, A man from Dunedin once visited (the town of) Wellington. An Irish friend insisted upon the visitor staying at his house instead of at a hotel, and kept him there for a month, playing the host in detail, even to treating him to the theaters and other amusements, paying all the cab fares, and thereat. When the visitor was returning to Dunedin, the Irishman saw him down to the steamer, and they went into the saloon to have a parting drink. "What'll you have?" asked the host, continuing his hospitality to the very last. "Now, look here," said the man from Dunedin, "I'll line nae mair o' this. Here ye've been keepin' me at yer hoose for a month, an' payin' for a' the the aters an' cabs an' drinks—l tell ye I'll stan' nae mair o' it! We'Jl just hae a toss for this one!"— The Scotsman. Excessive Politeness. There is a man who is always apolo gizing, and some say: "How courte ous he is!" Know that he is a thorough and aggressive egotist. He runs against you, he steps on your foot, he tries to pass you 011 the left, he knocks your hat as he hangs by a strap in the car, he sits on your coat tail—what does he not do to call attention to his own breeding? Sometimes he throws the accent on "beg," sometimes on "par don." The speech is merely a rhetori cal flourish and he has practiced all the variations).—Boston Journal. Omino 11s. When a woman's eyes look like fire, and she rattles the dishes more in cooking than usual, it means that when her husband appears, she intends to *ti»rt some thinAUfaisoa Globe. PUZZLE PICTURE, "NMXG A n \O, HAZEL," I'L.M) HAZEL. COSTLY POCKET IN OVERCOAT. That In SmnTl CliniiKe Hay lie l'ut It u threat Temptation to Thieves*. One of the handiest pockets in nn overcoat, whether tlie garment be for sprint*, fall, or winter, is the little thunib-and-finger pocket on the out side of the coat, and which lies just on a line with a man's suspender but tons on the right side. And yet this little thumb-and-finger pocket in the £OO,OOO overcoats worn in Chicago costs Chicago men $5,000 a year, putting the figures at a low esti mate, says the Tribune. How and why? At least 150,000 men within the last few weeks have changed from winter ulsters to spring overcoats. How many of these men, feeling in the thumb-and-finger pocket, from force of habit, found from five to 45 cents in them How ma ny foil nil quarters, and dimes, and pennies, and car tickets? The fact is, that of all pockets in mans clothing, this small pocket in an overcoat is most evanescent and un certain in his memory. His trousers' pockets, side and hack, are in constant use; his vest pockets and the inside pockets of his cutaway coat are essen tial every day; his gloves and a hand kerchief occupy the two hig*pocket.s of his top coat on either side. And only when it is cold or windy or wet is man prompted to put his small change in the small pocket <»f his overcoat. And when he has put it there in Chicago there are 5,000 persons in the city who are look ing for it. Checking overcoats at hotels, res taurants and theaters is a growing custom in 1 his city, and il would startle even a pessimistic statistician to know how many dimes, quarters, nickels and pennies are abstracted in a year from these pockets. Xot one man in fifty who jiiits change in this pocket could swear that he put it there. It is change from a piece paid for carfare, nearly always; if not that, it is a coin put into that pocket with which to pay fare.and which is forgotten when the passenger on a car reaches finally for the change in a trouser's pocket. Not one man in ten, no matter how methodical he may be, ever is sure of the contents of that pocket, and if lie reaches for a coin there and doesn't find it, lie is nearly always satisfied. Kven if he feels sure of havingput it there just before check ing his coat, the possibility that a pick pocket may have got it is so plausible that the victim cannot say anything. For one of the easiest jobs for the small pickpocket is furnished by this small slit in the ordinary overcoat. A crowded circus, horse show, game or sportsmen's show, or fat stock show are gold mines to these small workers. Crowding in between men this small pocket is picked without the smallest chance of detect ion. In sleeping cars and in parlor cars dishonest porters receive many an in voluntary tip. The passenger goes to the station in a hurry, and his change, for convenience, is putin this pocket "I beheld a man clothed with side, who reported matter."—-Ezek Tlie man with the ink horn is * * influential. He occupies a posi- I The Man of ; tion of more influence than the * J teacher, the doctor, the actor, the t tho POD * lawyer and even the minister. * _______ * \N lien he takes his place in the 112 By REV. WILLIAM RADER, I < M,Uo ™] chair HE IS AI'.LE TO T Pastor Third Congregational Church, V J LACE I! IS KIXGER OX TI"I E San Francisco. T R»TTT r*r* /-NTH +***************+********* . . • ' () KI.D. He is in the very heart of civilization. Around him surge the tides of influence. Journalism has the advantage over all other professions because of a peculiar influence. Wendell Phillips made two remarks which indicate this. He once said that the New York penny newspapers governed the administration at Washington. Addressing a roaring mob on one occasion he paused long enough to say to the reporters: "You may howl if you will, but through these pencils I speak to forty millions of people," and the following morning the millions read his words. Napoleon Bonaparte said he feared four newspapers more than 100,000 soldiers. NEWSPAPERS MAKE AND UNMAKE MEN. They made Henry Ward Beecher and Dr. Talmage and put Chauncey Depew in the American senate. as he receives it from the street oar conductor. A dishonest porter can pick out this change with the traveler looking 1 at him and there will be no chance of detection. Last winter a Chicago man rode to Dearborn station in a street car, and, owing t<> the cold, put the two dimes | received from a quarter into this one I distrusted pocket, lief or* 1 he got into the sleeping car, southbound, he felt j that he would remove those dimes. | l>ut he didn't. He hung his coat toone I of the hammock hooks, sat anil read j for awhile; went into the smoking room for live minutes, and then, com ing back to his coat, found that the porter luul picked up the grip from the floor and put it on the seat; that, incidentally, he had rearranged the Coat on the hook—and taken the two dimes. The passenger said nothing. Next morning, in leaving the train, however, he allowed the porter to dust him elab orately, crease his hat. and take his grip out to the station platform. Then, holding out a coin to the ready palm, he said, grimly: "Ah, here's that other nickel, George." And George's eyes ought to be bule ing yet. The Sioux n* Farmers, Maj. William McLaughlin, who knows more about Sioux t ban any man. in the country, says:"l he Sioux are rapidly becoming farmers and cattle raisers, and 1 feel >afe in saying that at least seven-eighths of the tribe are to-day leading a civilized life. For some time after tlx last outbreak and before they finally settled down and became farmers and cattlemen, the Sioux dwindled rapidly in population, but now that they are leading the lives of white men and civilized beings, their number is rapidly increasing. For this they deserve considerable credit, for.it will be noticed that when the Sioux did finally consent to give up their savage life, they did so quicker and with better grace and more success fully than any other tribe in the United States placed under like circum stances."—National Tribune. Most Important. "I thought you said this was a life or-dcath case?" growled the sleepy druggist, who had been awakened at three a. m. by a man who wanted a two cent stamp. i "So it is," declared the man; "so it is. I've got to mail this letter to my wife at once, that she may get it in time to postpone her return home long enough for me to have a new mirror putin the parlor and the hall repapered. Some of the boys spent the evening with me to night."—Judge. Too Many Dogx. In northern Patagonia a reward is offered for the extermination of the dogs that overrun that part of the world. The ancestors of these wild dogs were a pair of tame collies, which! were taken over by a Scotchman straight from his native heath.—Chi cago Tribune. linen, who had an ink horn by his iel, ix., 11.
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