6 THE LITTLE KING. He came to his kingdom at dead of night, (Oh, never a cent to pay had he); The robes were Hue and with lace bedight Of this scion of royalty. He ate and slept and took his ease, (Oh, never a cent to pay had he); Ko word he said, nor cared to please. So very high was he. On each fine day he rode Instate, (Oh, never a cent to pay had he); With vassals true to watch and wait His slightest need to see. Of everything he had the best, (Oh, never a cent to pay had he); With not a care to trouble his rest. Or a fear of aught to be. And time poes on; he holds the throne; (Oh, never a cent to pay has he); Ho has the world for his very own. This scion of royalty. Oh. time poes on, but his kingdom stands; (Yet never a cent to pay has he); And we all keep step to his swift com mands. With Klad humility. -Emma A. Lente, in Good Housekeeping. Mt7iVtVViV«YiV<ViVV>MVtAr'fW^iiiiViV^iViViiVi^ | A CLEW BY WIRE } -5 Or, An Interrupted Current. £ S 1 •I BY HOWARD M. YOST. 55 Copyright, 1896, by J. B. Lippincott Co. £ CHiAPTKIi XV.—CONTINUED. The conversation which Sonntagand myself had noted this morning in our endeavor to solve the mystery of the voices in my bedroom and up in the attic seemed of the greatest signifi cance. Some property was to be re moved this very night, and if the ref erence was to anything hidden in the cellar the removal might take place while I was absent on my present er rand. The thought caused me to urge for ward the horse to his greatest speed, and very soon 1 drew near the station. Stopping a short distance away, 1 tied the horse to the fence, and then cau tiously approached, being careful to keep in the shadows as much as pos sible. The station was standing out bold end distinct in the (bright moonlight. There was not a sign of a human be ing anywhere around. The signal light in front of the place cast a sickly glow against the windows, in contrast to the white moonlight. With pistol ready for immediate use In my hand, Iran swiftly forward and Seaped upon the platform. The door of the station-house was locked, as were also the windows. By the gleam of the station light I could see the telegraph instrument inside. The bank in which I had been em ployed was equipped with a private tel egraph wire. In the gradual climb to the tellership I had at one time held the position of stenographer and teleg rapher. How thankful I was now for the long hard study and practice gone through to fit myseif for that position! I had not forgotten how to send or re ceive a message. With the butt end of the pistol a pane of glass was smashed, and, reaching in through the opening, I undid the lock, and in another moment was inside. My fingers trembled with excitement, as I threw the switch which connected the instrument with the circuit, and then handled the key. I did not know the call for Phila delphia, so clicked the abbreviation "'Phil" a few times, and was delighted in receiving a quick response. "Operator —Keep this dead secret, and have delivered quick," I wired. The answer came back: "O. K. Go ahead." "Benj. F. Perry, 1459 Ridgefield Ave., Phila., Pa.; Come quick to Sidingon on J. & M. division Mid-Trunk Ry. Get special train; bring detectives. Re covery of stolen funds and arrest of thieves in question. Do not fail. Am all alone. Nelson Conway." I followed this up by another re quest to have it delivered immediate ly, to which the short but gratifying response came: "You bet. Good luck!" The operator evidently comprehended the full meaning of my dispatch. In deed, anyone who had resided in Phila delphia at the time of the robbery, read ing that message, would know its mean ing. The short term expressing good will, received in answer to my request to rush, coming from one I had probably never seen, encouraged me greatly. Then, too, knowiug Mr. Perry's en ergetic nature, 1 was confident that gentleman would be up and doing im mediately upon the receipt of my dis patch. A man of his standing would have no difficulty in procuring a special rain, and, allowing the time necessary to obtain the officers of the law, in two or three hours I could expect Mr. .Perry's arrival. I could not repress a smile as I pic tured to myself the president of the Safety Security company riding, not [in the coach, but on the engine to which lit was attached, and urging the en gineer to greater speed. It was cer tain in my mind that that special would travel as fast as steam could drive the wheels. A feeling of satisfaction came over me at having taken a decisive step, and my spirits rose in accordance. The numbness and dazed condition of my faculties had passed away, and I felt that to rely on one's own exertions was the better way, after all. Leaving the station, I went back to any horse, mounted, and started up the Jong hill. Arrived at the top, I again dismounted in front of Sarah's house, and, going in the front door, rapped Jong and loud. In answer to mv sum mons a voice called from an upstairs j window: "Sarah, is that you?" I asked, step ping from the shadow of the porch into the moonlight. I "Acn Gott, Nel. vat is it?" the good woman exclaimed," fear and excitement ■at beholding me at this late hour caus ing 112 er voio* to tremble. "Is your husband awake?" I con inued. "No, indeed. He schleep like a log." "Weil, wake him up, and tell him to hitch a team in the double wagon. There will be a special train come to the station within a few hours. Have the team waiting for it. Three or four men will get off tlie train; take them up and drive them over to the old place just as fast as the horses can go. Will you do this for nie, Sarah?" "Vait; I come down," was her breath less reply. I was anxious to be off homeward, but before I had time to become im patient at the delay the front door opened and Sarah stepped out. "Did you understand what I told you?" I asked, hurriedly. "Ach, yes, indeed." Then she re peated my instructions at my request, so there could be no possible mistake. "Now I must hasten back. Heaven only knows what might happen during my absence," I said, making a start for the gate. "Ach Gott. Nel, vat is de matter, any vays? Tell me! Is dere any harm to you?" Sarah cried after me, in such deep concern that, remembering she knew nothing at all of the occurrences at my house, I came back. "I haven't time to stop and tell you everything," 1 said, hurriedly. "Rut I have found a small portion of the se curities the bank lost by the robbery. It was a bond, and I picked it up from the floor of the cook-house cellar. Some one dropped it, and when the loss is discovered will be back after it. So I want to be there and see who it is." "Ach, he kill you, Xel! Ton't go back! You git kilt!" Sarah exclaimed. "Oh, I guess not. I'll look out for that." Sarah wished to accompany nie, but I told her how much greater service she could render by staying and seeing that my instructions were fully carried out, which made her satisfied to remain. As I started homeward, the bobbing light of a lantern was moving toward the barn, which told me Jake was doing his part, and the old fellow's unusual celerity seemed an auspicious begin ning to my plan. I had left Sarah seated on the porch, whence 1 knew she would not move until her quick ear caught the first far-off rumble of the special. During the ride homeward the thought occurred to me that perhaps 1 had been too hasty in sending for Mr. Perry and the detectives. For if the stolen property or a portion of it should be discovered hidden in 1113' house, those who believed in my guilt might claim that I had hidden the se curities myself and, becoming fearful of discovery or being unable to nego tiate a sale, had now taken this course to restore what remained to the bank. Mr. Perry's friendship I could possibly rely upon; but the detectives, who had all along believed I was the real crim inal, might not be so easily convinced of the truth of my story. There was no recalling the dispatch, however, and in the meantime some thing further might arise to assist my case. So I had to be content in hoping for the best. I stopped at the orchard below my house and, letting down the bars, led the horse through the long grass, up to the barn, so that the sound of hoofs on the hard roadway might not serve as a warning of my approach. The animal had not been spared in the journey to and from the station; but, pausing not to rub him down, 1 slipped a blanket over his reeking back and sides and then quietly and cau tiously approached the house. When 1 came around the corner T. was startled at discovering the dark outlines of a man's figure motionless before the cook-house door. I stealth ily approached. He must have heard me, for he glanced around, and by his action brought his face in the full light of the moon. It was Skinner, that treacherous cow ard. My animosity toward the fellow was not lessened by the fact that he was prowling about my place, and 1 hope God will pardon me for the murderous spirit that arose in my heart. It lent wings to my feet, and in a few bounds I was upon him. When he saw he could not escape, he turned quickly and raised his arm in defense. lie started to say some thing, but I choked the words in his throat, for his arms could not stop me. My fingers were steel, and closed about his windpipe with the grip of a vise. "You scoundrel, I've got. a double charge against you, and I'll take my pay now," I snarled, between my clenched teeth. He squirmed and struggled, his hands clutching my wrists, in the vain en deavor to tear loose from my grasp. Soon one of his arms dropped to his side, and he seemed to be nearly over come, for I felt his body gradually sink ing down. The next instant there was a cold object thrust against my temple, and an ominous click sounded in my ears. Anyone who has had the muzzle of a pistol meaning business thrust into his face will understand my sensa tion. I instantly let go my hold and fell back a few steps. So sudden h a d been the change in Skinner from the de fensive to the aggressive that for a moment I forgot about my pistol. When I did think of it and got through fumbling in my pocket, the rascal had lied around the side of the house, whither 1 followed. He succeeded in eluding me, however. Even had I dis covered him, 1 would not have fired. It was not my purpose to raise a disturb ance just then. For some reason Skin ner also was unwilling to attract at tention to the spot by shooting, for, if he really wished to put me out of the way, he rrould never have had a more favorable opportunity than when he so cleverly got the drop on me. Whether the fellow was about to enter the cook house when I came upon him so suddenly, or was standing guard to give warning to some one who was CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE t, 1898. already inside, I could not determine. If the last idea was the correct one, why had he not given the warning? My sudden attack taking him so un awares might be accountable for this, and he might return at any moment and sound an alarm. I went quickly back to the cook house, determined to take advantage of his flight. Kicking off my shoes, 1 entered. A shudder ran over me at the thought of again descending into the sepulchral darkness, but there was not that horri ble fear, that unaccountable terror in the thought, which had so completely demoralized my nerves on the former occasions. I was prepared now, was on a hot scent, the end of which promised a tangible result. At the same time, I fully realized the danger. I was alone, single-handed, against 1 knew not what odds. Gliding noiselessly to the cellar-way, I paused and listened. Tomblike silence was about me. With the utmost caution, lest the old stairway should creak under my weight, I descended. The instant my head came below the level of the floor, a faint streak of light in the opposite wall struck my eye. The painted door was ajar. Eagerly I continued downward un til 1 came to the last step. Would the voice sound again, and thereby give ttsc alarm? llow could I avoid it? Thought flies quickly when the mind is keyed up by excitement. 1 remem bered how oa former occasions the plank at the bottom had given way be neath my weight, and how the voice had sounded immediately after. Was there some connection between the two? Could I avoid the voice by avoiding the plank? I climbed over the balustrade and reached the cellar floor at the side of the stairs. To my intense satisfaction, the silence remained unbroken. After waiting a few minutes, I was abouttocrossto the door, when from the 1,- " You scoundrel! ** room above came a sound which set my heart wildly beating—the sound of footsteps moving cautiously across the floor toward the stairway. All seemed clear to me then. A trap had been laid for me and I was caught in it. CHAPTER XVI. The sounds of footsteps upon the landing ceased for a short time. I was not afraid to cope with a single man, but I naturally felt no desire to have two or more upon me at once. It might be that Skinner had returned. I nerved myself for a supreme effort against odds, and waited for the alarm which would sound the note of warning to the colleague in the walled-up cellar. To my surprise no alarm was given. The footsteps again began to move slowly forward. To lie in wait for the newcomer at the foot of the stairs, trip him up, and so make my escape, was my first impulse. I was about to station myself in posi tion to carry oat this plan when a band of light streamed down and made a round, yellow patch on the stones be low. Thus being prevented irom follow ing my plan, 1 hastily but silently with drew behind the stairs, and, crouching down, breathlessly waited. Slowly and deliberately the unknown came down Wlien he reached the bot tom step he paused. Then the beaiu of light from the dark-lantern was thrown upon the plank, and moved from side to side as if in investigation. The secret of the plank was evident ly known to the newcomer, for when he left the stairs it was by a jump which landed him on the stone floor beyond, and thus, as in my case, the sound of the warning voice was avoided. I had no opportunity then for specu lation as to the close connection be tween the plank and the voice, for the time of danger was upon me. The round glow crept slowlv over the walls, gradually approaching my hiding place. I held my pistol ready, determined the instant the light fell upon me to fire, aiming at a spot in the darkness directly above it. But the glow suddenly died away, and total darkness again reigned. The footsteps went lightly across the fic&r, and soon the crack of light in the op posite wall widened. The fellow paused but an instant be fore the wide open door, and then, as suming a crouching position, entered into tiie regi Jn beyond. He had had his back toward me, and the light, coming from the walled-up cellar through a narrow, low passage way leading to it, was faint; but my heart took a sudden bound from the glimpse of that form, fleeting and in distinct though it was. Here was a new element entering into the mystery which surrounded me. For a moment amazement, wonder, held me spell bound. Then, rising from my hiding place, I swiftly went to the door, which the person who had just entered had left wide open. The faint light from the room beyond was almost blotted out by the man's fc/m, as h«j went slowly along the low, narrow pussnge. He could not proceed without making some noise, and I saw a startled face appear at the other end. I could hardly repress a cry of aston ishment. The light in the room was nt one side of the passage; it shone full upon the fellow and revealed the form and face of Horace Jackson. In one hand he held a bundle of papers, and he ap peared too dumfonnded to move. The man lie was watching reached the end of the passage and stepped into the apartment beside him. I was eager to verify my first im pression, which the glimpse of the new comer's back had given me, but imme diately upon his entrance into the walled cellar he stepped to one side, ont of the !'ne of vision. Jackson's eyes followed liim, and were evidently resting upon him in doubt and suspicion. "You?" lie finally exclaimed. I listened intent'y for the answer, and the sound of the voice sent a shud der ever me. The voice was familiar, and it was with deepest dread I heard it. "Yes. You wonder how I found you out," came in response to Jackson's ex clamation. "That I will not say. Enough that I am here." "Well, we can't talk in this place," Jackson said, after a pause. "His bed room is right above us." "You mean Mr. Conway. Xo fear of his hearing. He was called to my house by a message from my daughter, and is with her now, I have no doubt." Pro BE CONTINUED.] ACQUITTED BY THE CROWD. .failure. Who Wanted to He IteeleeteU, Doilki-iI to Make Votes. Twenty years ago Powers was an en gine wiper in the dliops at Burnham. Losing an arm in a railroad wreck he was obliged to use his head more and his limbs less in the business of making a living for himself and his little family. Drifting to Leadville with the first tide of fortune hunters, Powers remained there as long as he could consistently, and until the sheriff took him down to Canyon City to live permanently, that being considered a healthier climate for a man of his temperament—he had shot and killed his son-in-law, Pat Kennedy, in a friendly, go-as-you-please with re volvers. But Powers was not nearly so vicious as he looked, and during all of the years that I knew him he had never killed a man —a pretty good record for that vi cinity. He was always a potent politi cal factor, and filled various positions of honor and responsibility, from jus tice of the jjeaee to policeman and jan itor of the eourthous and superintend ent of the chain gang. While dealing out justice in the old jail, a Missourian was brought before him for a preliminary hearing upon the charge of horse stealing. That was ranked as a capital offense in Lead ville in those days, punishable with death. But the culprit was from Joplin, and had many friends in camp, albeit the courtroom was crowded'with them, all determined, as every true Missourian is, to see justice done. In the midst of the proceedings a stentorian voico was heard in the rear room, shouting; "I move, your honor, that the prison er be discharged'!" That was all Powers wanted. To con vict the Missourian would have been fatal to his hopes for reelection, and without waiting for a second to the proposition he put the motion to thi house and declared it carried unan imously, which it was. The court then adjourned to Johnny Shea's, where the friends of the vindicated man did the handsome thing by the judge, the clerk and all of the bystanders. —Denver Times. An AKKrleved Small Hoy. There is one small boy on these grounds who fervently wishes that his sister would learn to write more legibly. Just as he was going for a swim she sent him down to the pier with a handbag and a note which read: "Please keep this bag for me until 1 come down." To his .surprise the boy was ordered to come in and sit down in a corner of the office. After a patient wait of half an hour he asked: "May I go now?" "No," was the reply of the busy clerk; "keep quiet and stay where you are." An hour rolled by and the sister appeared on the scene. An ex planation followed, and the boy was re leased with the promise of some candy . The clerk had read the note: "Please keep this boy for me until I come down."—Chautauquan Assembly Her ald. Calmness in Knierjyeney. Dr. Weir Mitchell, lecturing to a school of nurses lately upon the ne cessity of self-control in. eimergeiweies, told the following incident: "One of his jxitients, while, in, a low, nervous condition, swallowed by mistake a il'Of.e from the wrong bottle. She shrieked out that she was poisoned. Qn© of the nuirses screamed 'Aconite!' and began to cry hysterically. The other nurse, seeing that the patiejuti was going into convulsions from terror, when relief would be impossibles said, coolly: 'Don't be frightened. Look here,' tak ing a mouthful of the dose herself. She then went outside to rid her mouth, of it, procured an emetic and' senvt for a doctor and a stomach pump. Ilcrcalm ness saved the life of the pa tie nit." —X. Y. Ledger. So He Deelnred Ills Independence. Mrs. Goodeoul —You say you were thrown upon the wcrld by a great cruelty of nature. That's too bad! What was the character of it, if you don't mind, telling? Bumm D'Way —Well, mum, ye see, i! was dis way: Nater made hayin' an' harvest come at a time when it's too hoi ter work; an' den she turns right around 1 an' makes de time ter sawwooi come in de winter when it's too cold Oh! She had it infer us, mum! - Puck. SAMPLE OF "DROP-IN" TRADE. The Dealer in Corn Salve Spoils (he Ileal Lilulp Man's I'roud Boast. Real estate dealers often console them selves during these dull days by reminis cences of the periods of inactivity which have gone before. A well-known Washing ton street dealer while in a reminiscent mood told the following: "The period of inactivity through which we are now passing reminds me somewhat of the days of 187.'i when a dealer who made a sate was looked upon as a marvel. 1 had my office at that time on the second floor of this building. On the main lloor were the offices of Recce, fierce & Co. I was in the habit of stopping in each morning and greeting Col. Pierce, and usually the greet ing became a morning visit, line day 1 was complaining somewhat bitterly of tlnj dullness ot the market, and the colonel re marked: 1 tell you that you miss it by not getting down on the ground floor. Now we get a great deal of drop-in trade, so to speak, that never gets to you because of the stairs.' ".Just us he was closing this remark the door opened and in stepped a man with a valise. ' There, what did I tell you.' said the co'onel. 'Here's a man who probably wants to buy a lot and who never would climb up to you.' I was duly impressed with the trutn of the statement then, and we both became silent as the newcomer avanced. As he came up to us he bowed and smiled and then blandly inquired: 'Can't I sell either of you some corn salve to-day?' "The colonel was almost overcome, but he managed to express a decided negative and the visitor retreated. When he had closed the door behind him I burst out laughing and exclaimed: 'Colonel, if that's the kind of drop-in trade you get down here I want i.one of it. Now, that man would never trouble me because he could easily see that any man who could frequently climb the stairs of this building could not possibly have corns." I went upstairs to my office, leaving the colonel speechless."—Chicago Chronicle. Ililla ol Fare in Fashionable Hestaii ruuts. The question has been mooted over and over again whether the engrafting of French and German dishes upon the bill of fare of the better class of American restaurants is r>r is not an improvement. Many pretend that before tl'ieir introduction our cooking was coarse, barbaric. This is an open ques tion, but no bill of fare presents attractions to the dyspeptic, but they, like the bilious, malarious and persons with weak kidneys, cai> be tureti by Ilostetter'a Stomach Hitlers. liuii Outgrown tin- Habit. She —Do you believe microbes are got from kissing? lie 1 really have no way of knowing: you know, I'm married. —Yonkers Statesman. Give the Children a Drink called Grain-O. Jt is a delicious, appetizing, nourishing food drink to take the place of coffee. Sold by all grocers and liked by all who have used it, because when properly prepared it tastes like the finest coffee but is free from all its injurious properties. Grain-O aids digestion and strengthens the nerves. It is not a stimulant but a health builder, and children, as well as adults, can drink it with great benefit. Costs abou; Jas much as coffee. 15 and 25e. A loafer doesn't seem to care for anybody except those who are busy.—Washington (la.) Democrat. For Whooping Cough, Piso's Cure is a successful remedy M. I*. Dieter, 67 Throop Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y., Nov. 14, '94. The Doctor's Discovery. "What do you find the most common de lusion among your patients, doctor?" "That we nhysicans care nothing about having our bills paid."—Detroit Free Press. A FAMILY MEDICINE. The Experience of a Prominent Ed' itor Who I'ses l'c-rii-nn in His Family. MRS. P. A. DIXON. ' Permit me to express to you my apprecia tion of the benefits that I have derived from using I'e-ru-na in my family. Being a man of limited means, I have had to be careful not to spend any more money than was nec essary on doctor bills. Some two years ago I began using Pe-ru-na in my family as a family doctor, and I have been highly pleased with the result. My wife has used it for catarrh and experienced great relief. My little girl has been sick a number of times, and when we used your medicine it proved a success. I have used it myself several times and consider it a very valuable medicine. I keep it in the house to save doctor bills, and it has saved me many. F. A. DIXON. 310 K. 10th St., Kansas City, Mo., Kd. Missouri Dept. "Sprig of Myrtle." Send for Dr. Hartman's latest book o chronic catarrh. Sent free bv The Pe-ru-na Drug Manufacturing Company, Columbus, Ohio. CHEERING HIM. Ills Hearers Were Duly Appreciative Hut Were Not Completely Carried Awuy. He was unquestionably an orator. But he was not content with that gift. He de sired to deliver speeches which would read well in print. As a result, his periods wert polished till they lost force. They -would nave made more of an impression if he had lefta few jagged edges on them. His speeches were as famed for their soporific qualities as they were for their immaculate syntnv, but' his wife was a confident admirer of bis pow ers as a speaker. Without taking the trouble to inform herself very thoroughly on the topics he discussed, she accepted his observations with implicit faith and un bounded applause. She had gone to hear him address the legislature. After it was over he remarked: "That speech wasn't the success we hoped it would be." "It was a very nice speech, indeed," she answered, encouragingly. "I enjoyed it very much. 1 have passed a highly in structive afternoon. And, besides, 1 needed rest." "There wasn't much enthusiasm." "I was very enthusiastic." "I was referring to my fellow-members." "You couldn't tell whether they liked it or not." "At all events, they were not carried off their feet." "Oh, you mustn't be the least bit wor ried about that. They couldn't be. They took special precautions. I noticed that before you got half through nearly all of them had their feet oa their desk*,"- Wash ingtou Star. SSOO Reward Tli« a bora Reward will be paid tor Ik formation that will lead to the arrest tam ecnriction of the partj or pa-tes «it bUomI iroa and alaba os the track ot ike Emporium k Kioh Valiey R. R., mm { tb« east line of Fraaklin Honclcir't iVil. oa the evening of NOT. 21st, 18?'L. Hbxbt Agciu, 88-tf. jVnuhrt. FINE LIQUOR Si ORE —nr— EMPORIUM, PA. 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