6 HOPE ON. There was never a day so misty and gray That the blue was not somewhere above it; There is never a mountain-top ever so bleak, That some little flower does not love it. There was never a night so dreary and dark That the stars were not somewhere shining; There is never a cloud so heavy and black That it has not a silver lining. There is never a waiting time, weary and long, That will not sometime have an ending; The most beautiful part of the landscape is where The sunshine and shadows are blending. Into every life some shadows will fall. But heaven sends the sunshine of love; Through the rifts in the clouds we may, If we will, See the beautiful blue above. Then let us hope on, though the way be long And the darkness be gathering fast. For the turn in the road is a little way on Where the home lights will greet us at last. Morning Star. THE STURGIS WAGER I + A DETECTIVE STORY. £ i 5 J By EDGAR MORETTE. £ Copyright, 1890, by Frederick A. Stokes Co. J CHAPTER XV.— CONTINUED. Unconsciously Agnes liad clung to Sprague's hand. Now, as the sense of danger disappeared, she became aware of what she was doing; and, in sudden embarrassment, she with drew her hand from his reassuring clasp. The artist, recalling the object of his visit, at once became grave and formal. "I am sorry to intrude upon you at this unconventional hour, Miss Mur doch, but I found this letter in my studio to-day. It was evidently dropped by you yesterday; and, thinking it might be important, 1—" "A letter? What letter?" asked Agnes, puzzled. Sprague held out the sealed envel ope. The young girl tore it open and cast a hurried glance at its contents. Then suddenly understanding, she tore the paper to shreds and threw these angrily into the tire which burned brightly in the large open fireplace. "Oh, that!" she exclaimed, con temptuously. And then after a pause: "Do you mean to say you thought—" She stopped short, seized by a sud den shyness. "What else could I think?" said Sprague, softly. He was watching the fragments of paper as they flared upon the hearth. The flame which consumed them seemed to shed a radiant glow upon his heart. "Then," he added, presently, and still more softly, "if there is nothing between you andi —and him—perhaps— perhaps I may hope—Miss Murdock— Agnes—" His hand sought hers and found it. But the reaction had come at last, and the brave girl who had been able to control herself in the presence of a threatening madman now gave way to a fit of hysterical weeping. Sprague, not being a medical man, could hardly have known what rune dies to employ in an emergency of this kind. All he did was to whisper sooth ing words in the young girl's ear and to kiss the tears from her eyes. But apparently that was enough. Evident ly for a layman he must have possessed considerable medical intuition; for, after sobbing awhile upon his shoul der, Agnes quieted down gradually and remained contentedly nestling in his arms, while the artist, doubtless fear ful of a relapse, continued, for per haps an unnecessarily long time, to ply the treatment whose effect had pro duced upon liis patient so marked, so rapid, and so satisfactory a result. The attention of the medical profes sion is respectfully called to a treat ment which, though empirical, may possibly possess specific virtues. CHAPTER XVI. THE ROENTGEN RAYS. "I tell you, Sturgis, it is a wonderful discovery. 1 don't know w hat applica tions may ultimately be made of it in other branches of science, but I am convinced that it is bound to cause a revolution in surgical diagnosis," said Br. Thurston, enthusiastically. "Yes," replied Sturgis, "I have no dViubt that Roentgen's ray* will be of great assistance to the surgeon in the examination of features and in the lo cation of foreign bodies which cannot be reached by the probe." "As a proof of that, I must show you a beautiful photograph which I have just made. After leaving you on New Year's morning, I found a patient asleep in my office. lie had been wait ing several hours. It was the usual case of a pistol in the hands of a fool friend', who did not know it was load ed; and of course with the usual result —a bullet wound in my patient." Sturgis was listening in an absent minded way while his friend spoke. "The wound! was not severe; no bones broken. The bullet, had entered the palm of the left band and had passed up into the forearm." A sudden light came into the report er's eyes; but he maintained his list less attitude. "Well, sir, probe as I would, I was unable to locate that bullet. At last I concluded to try the Roentgen rays, and here is the result. It is as pretty a shadow photograph as 1 have yet Been." So saying, Dr. Thurston handed the reporter a photograph, which the lat ter studied carefully in silence. "Notice how clearly you can see the peculiar shape into which the bullet Las been ilattened," said'the physician. "Yes," replied Sturgis, "I was observ ing that. Have you a duplicate of this that you can spare?" "Yes; keep that one if you wish." "Thank you; lam very glad'to hav? it. Did you succeed in extracting the bullet ?" "I have not tried yet. I had to devel op the photograph first." "Of course. When do you expect the red-haired young man to return?" "lie promised to come back yester day, but he failed to do so," replied Dr. Thurston. Then, suddenly : "But who said anything about his being young or red-haired?" "Not you, certainly, old man," re plied Sturgis, smiling. "Don't worry; you have not voluntarily betrayed l any professional secret. But, for all that, your patient is wanted by the police. He was bound to full into their hands before long. The only effect of this discovery will be to hasten the denoue ment. 1 had traced him to your house, and I knew how he was wounded; so that I recognized him as soou as you mentioned his case." "Who is he?" asked Thurston. "T am sure I have seen him somewhere before, but I cannot remember where." Whereupon the reporter related the story of Chatham's connection with the Knickerbocker bank case. CHAPTER XVII. THE QUARRY. Haif an hour later Sturgis was walk ing briskly down Broadway, with his usual air of absent-minded concentra tion. Presently lie turned into a side street and at once slackened liis pace. He now sauntered along like a lounger at a loss how to kill a long, idle day. The show window of a bric-a-brac shop arrested his attention. He stopped to examine its contents. A little farther up the street was a liquor saloon, outside of which stood a group of boisterous young rowdies. An oldvr man, evidently in his cups, was seated on an adjoining stoop, where, with maudlin gravity, beseemed to be communing with himself. On the opposite side of the way stood a low, dilapidated brick house. A painted sign over the window- of the ground floor bore the name: "MAN HATTAN" CHEMICAL CO." The drunken man rose unsteadily to his feet and approached Sturgis with outstretched hand. "Say, Jimmy, get on ter his nibs strikin' de bloke fur a nickel ter git med'eine fur his sick inudder!" ex claimed one of the young ruffians. The w retclied-looking individual I bus designated seemed hardly able to stand as he steadied himself against an iron railing; but the eyes he turned upon Sturgis were bright with intelligence and the words he spoke were uttered in a low, firm voice: "lie's been here—been here twice." "Twice?" echoed Sturgis, surprised. "Where is he now?" "I don't know—" "You don't know?" "No, sir; but 1 guess Conklin does. This is how it was: It was my watch yesterday afternoon, when Chatham came the first time. He went into the Manhattan company's place through the basement at a quarter after five. So I just settled myself out here and waited. Well, 1 waited and waited, but there wasn't any sign of Chatham, and when Flagler came along to relieve me at ten o'clock Chatham hadn't come out yet. Flagler he spotted the place until six this morning, and then Conk lin took his turn again until two o'clock, when I came on for my watch. Just as Conklin was telling me how things stood, who should come down the street but Chatham himself, large as life." "Down the street?" exclaimed Stur gis. "Yes, sir. And up he goes, as if noth ing had happened, and into the .Man hattan Chemical company's place again." "He had put up the back-door game on you," said the reporter. "Yes, sir; just what I said to Conk lin. So, quick as a wink, 1 sent hito around the block to keep his eye peeled on the next street, and I waited here. And' here I've been ever since. If Conklin isn't on the block above, it must be because Chatham has made tracks again, and he after him." "I'll go and find out," said Sturgis. "Has anyone else called at the Man hattan Chemical company's office since you have been on watch?" "No, sir; but a couple of hours ago an express wagon came along and de livered a long wooden box; might have been chemicals for the wholesale de partment, for it was lowered to the cel lar by the hoist in the areaway. The blond young man receipted for the box." "Very well, Slirady. Hang on a little while longer, and 1 shall have you re lieved just as soon as I possibly can." So saying, the reporter, who had been pretending to look through his pockets for a coin, ostentatiously I slipped a nickel into the outstretched palm before him. The light seemed to die out of the sharp eyes of the detect ive, and it was tl»e miserable drunkard who staggered back to his place on the stoop next to the station, unmindful of the gibes of the young rowdies congre gated there. Sturgis walked up to the next street, where he found a second detective on duty. "Anything new, Conklin?" he asked. "No, sir; he's been lying 'ow; looks like he knew he was spotted this time." "Good. Stay here until I can notify the police that we have run down the quarry. It will be necessary to obtain a search warrant for the Manhattan Chemical company's place. In the meantime, if Chatham should attempt to make tracks, hang onto him like his shadow and send back word here as soon as you can." "All right, sir." Sturgis, after leaving Conklin, walked along the street which the d«- CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, OCTOBER ir, 1900. tective was watching and carefully in spected every house on the block. Al most all were huge office buildings; but here and there an old-fashioned brown stone front stood out conspicuously against the broad expanse of brick walls and iron columns. Half-way down the street one of these old houses stood well back from the street line behind a small garden. The reporter stood near this and read the numbers on the adjoining buildings. "This is directly back of the Man hattan Chemical company's otlice," he mused. "I wonder who lives here. It looks like a respectable place enough. One could obtain a good view of the rear of the Manhattan Chemical com pany's otlice from the back windows. H'm —" He stood thoughtfully considering what pretext he could use to gain ad mission to the house, when suddenly he became aware of the presence <Jtf a man who had approached with noiseless steps. "Ah, is that you, Mr. Sturgis?" said the calm, sardonical voice of I)r. Mur dock. The reporter started inwardly, but gave no outward sign of surprise. "Were you about to do me the honor of calling?" continued the chmeist. "Yes," said Sturgis, deliberately; "I was about to seek an interview with you. Can you spare a few min utes?" "Who is it that asks for the inter view?" inquired Murdock, with quiet sarcasm. "Is it Mr. Sturgis, gentle man; Mr. Sturgis, reporter, or " Sturgis met a cold gleam from Mur dock's inscrutable eyes. "Or Mr. Sturgis, the famous de tective?" continued the chemist with an imperceptible sneer. "I represent the Tempest," replied the reporter, quietly. Murdock glanced carelessly up and down the street. There was no one in sight. "Oh! very well," he said, taking out his latchkey and leading the way to the house; "come into my study and let me hear what I can do for the Tempest." On entering the house Murdock mo tioned Sturgis to the door leading from the hall into the drawing-room. "If you will step into the parlor for a few minutes, I shall be with you di rectly," said he. Sturgis nodded acquiescence, and while Murdock walked toward his study, which was at the extreme rear of the hall, the reporter opened the drawing-room door. He did not open it very wide, however, neither did he enter; for although the room was rather dark, his quick eye caught a passing glimpse of a feminine head cozilv nestled upon a distinctly mas culine shoulder, the owner of which had his back turned to him. Bach elor cynic though he was, Sturgis had not the heart to interrupt so inter esting a situation? and, as the couple were so absorbed that they had not noticed the intrusion upon their tete a-tete. he discreetly retreated and softly closed the door. By this time Murdock had passed into his study, so that Sturgis found himself alone in the hall. He was glad of a short respite during which he might collect his thoughts; for. having been taken by surprise, he had not had time to select a plausible topic for the interview which he had solicited from Murdock. Not know ing that the house was that of the chemist, his sole object had been to gain admittance, so that he might be able to observe the Manhattan Chem ical company's offices from the rear, and if possible to ascertain how Chat ham had managed to give the detec tives the slip the first time he ap peared to them. Now that he was in the house the reporter was confronted with the ne cessity of explaining his presence there without betraying his true pur pose. This would not have been a difficult matter had the inmates of the house been total strangers; but he felt that it would be by no means so easy to offer an explanation which would be satisfactory to a man of Murdoek's keen perception. And Mur dock was the last person to whom he would have confided the true reason of his visit; not only because the chemist, as his opponent in the wager concerning the Knickerbocker bank mystery, was interested in thwarting rather than in aiding his investiga tion, but chiefly because he felt a strong instinctive distrust of the man. As these thoughts were passing through the reporter's mind, he slow ly paced the long hall, back and forth, with his hands behind his back. In so doing, he passed a door which was slightly ajar and caught a glimpse of long rows of bookshelves loaded with beautifully bound edi tions. The place was evidently the library. It occurred to him that a library is a public room and that he would be more comfortable in there than in the hall. He pushed open the door and looked in. The room was empty. He en tered. The library occupied a space be tween the parlor and the rear room into which Murdock had entered, and it was separated from each of these rooms by folding-doors over which hung heavy portieres. Sturgis was a lover of books; his interest was at once aroused in tin collection before him. It was ad mirably selected from the standpoint of a philosopher and a man of sci ence. Every department of history, of philosophy and of science hud its section in which the volumes were classified and arranged with intelli gent care. But curiously enough, po etry and art were but meagerly rep resented. One section specially attracted Sturgis' attention. It was devoted en tirely to the history of crime in all its phases and in all ages. Criminal statistics, criminal jurisprudence and the psychology of crime, as well as the biographies of all the noted crim inals of ancient and modern times, were completely represented. Almost the only works of fiction in the col lection were in this section, and in cluded every book imaginable con cerning criminals nnd their deeds. Many rare and curious volumes were there—some of them so rare that they could be found in only a few of the great libraries of the worl4. Here Sturgis was in his element, lie had himself collected a valuable library on the subjects kindred to his profession; but here were books many of which none but a Croesus could ever hope to own. lie was soon ab sorbed in an examination of some rare volumes which he had often longed to possess. While thus engaged he became aware of the murmur of voices from the rear room. As the words spoken could not be distinguished, he paid no special attention to them; but, in stinctively, he noted that one of the voices flowed in the calm, even tones so characteristic of Murdotvk's speech, while the other, whose timbre and modulations were unknown to him, betrayed the repressed excitement of the speaker. It soon became evident that Mur dock's interlocutor was fast losing control of himself; for he gradually pitched his voice in a higher key, un til occasional words began to reach Sturgis' ears. The reporter was not the man wantonly play the part of eavesdropper; therefore, although the isolated words which reached him brought no connected sense, he jifdged that it was time to move out of earshot of the conversation to which he was becoming an involun tary listener. Replacing upon its shelf the book which he had been ex amining, he slarted toward the liall door. As he did so, he heard the now thoroughly excited individual ex claim in loud tones: "I don't care a damn for the money. I only went into the scheme because you promised she'd have me; and, by God, if I don't get her, I'll give the whole cursed thing away." Sturgis, who had reached the hall door, pricked up his detective's ears at these words. But in another sec ond he heard the knobs of the fold ing doors rattle, as though some one had placed his hands upon them. Quick as thought lie opened the door and glided out into the hallway. He had not time to pull the door quite to behind him when the folding doors opened and he heard Murdock say in his calm, frigid tones: "Perhaps you have done that al ready with your dulcet voice." Ifad Murdock seen him? The re porter asked himself the question. Probably not; for he heard the fold ing doors close once more. [To Be Continued.] HETTY GREEN'S GREAT RICHES It Toole Two Yenm for Her to A'lew the I"ro|iertle» OH Which She llnil Jtl»rtK'<i>ei. "Hetty Green's wealth.consists large ly of government, bonds, railroad stocks and mortgages," writes Leigh Mitchell Hodges of"The Eichest Wom an in America,"in Ladies' Home Jour nal. "She says she is not so fond of government bonds since the finances of the nation have become polluted with politics. Good mortgages of any kindi are now her favorite form of in vestment. If all the mortgages she holds were foreclosed to-morrow, 28 churches of various denominations, in almost as many states, would become hers, and four cemeteries would be added to her real estate. Besides these there would be blocks of great busi ness buildings and splendid city houses, theaters, livery stables and hotels, country resid'ences, farms and ranches, factory buildings and thousands of acres of valuable land in all parts of the country. Several years ago she made a tour of inspection of all the property on which she held mortgages. She spent two years traveling and stayed at 40 hotels in as many cities. Since then she has added largely to her holdings of this kind. The most con servative estimates place Mrs. Green's wealth at l&O.OOO.QiX), but it is probably more. She herself won't discuss the matter, except to say that it is over stated." ComiMitlhlllty. The wife of a Memphis gentleman asked him the other day to explain tc her the meaning of the phrase, "in compatibility of temper." "It refers to a man's wife growling at him when he comes home at tlire« a. m." "Indeed!" she said, "then I suppose compatabilitv of temper has reference to the kiss he will get if he comes home at the proper hour."—Memphis Scimitar. Realistic. Cooper—Hello, Kowland! Back from the southwest? llow'd you come out with "Uncle Tom's v.abin?" Rowland —Too blamed hot down there for such a show. Why, man, in one Texas town the people were so frantic for something to cool their parched throats that they actually charged the stage and carried away the ice we had for 'Liza to escape on. —Buffalo Commercial. Trouble. Mistress—l think you will prove sat isfactory. But I cannot engage you until 1 have consulted with my hus band. Maid—Oh, that's all right. I always get on perfectly with the men.—N. Y. World. Senttelcaii Pride. Mother—What? Going to marrj that fellow Ginsling? He's a bar tender. Daughter—lluh! You needn't talk. Your only son tends a soda fountain in a prohibition town. —N. Y. Weekly. THE GREAT ANTHRACITE MINERS' STRIKE* «r '.Vyr >. n n. «■* A * — PICKING COAL KHOM SLATE D%\KS, I'IIEM'tITOWS, PA. HOTBEDS OF HERESY. A Ha|>ti»t Clergyman Tlui« Dfucrlbcn Two Prominent ('ollcjfeih Southing-ton, Conn.. Oct. 0. — The ad ■journment of the anniversary meet ing's of ihe New Haven I'.aptisl asso ciation was preceded I>y a lively de bate occasioned by a sensational at tack on the Newton Theological sem inary near Boston, and the I niver sitv of Chicago. A resolution was presented asking that all the churches in the associa tion lie asked to take a collection for Newton Theological seminary. 11 wi:s announced that John I). Rockefeller had promised to give the institution $150,000 if a similar amount could be raised in other quarters. Rev. I, A. Uanna. of Shelton. opposed the reso lution in vigorous InngUßge. He said. "This seminary and also the Bap tist university at Chicago arc hot beds of heresy. Their instructors lead the pupils from the solid foun dation of the old theology to the shifting quicksands of the new so called scientific rclijrion." Mr. Manila's remarks aroused ;■ heated controversy. Rev, Mapleson. of M idd let own. admitted that much that had been said was true, but add ed that many of the objectionable men had been divested ot their power to do harm. The president of tie' seminnrv in question had assured hiiu that in the future there would be no cause for complaint. Other speakers defended the insti tutions attacked vigorously. A long debate was ended when Rev. W. (I. Thomas moved the adoption of the resolution and this was done by an overwhelming vote. Ilanna an<l the lee. Chicago. Oct. —Senator Uanna made merry yesterday over the stor ies about tiie "attempt to assassinate him." He said' "The facts are these- After I had finished speaking Thursday night a piece of ice as big •is vour closed t'st struck the table in front of me and fell to the floor ol the platform. I looked up and saw a hole in the top of the tent through which the chunk of ice had evidently come. That it was thrown at me is nonsense, as in order to do that a man would have to climb on top of Ihe tent and it would not bear any one's weight." A Woman'* Crime. Xew York. Oct. 6.—Mrs. Lillian Smith, of Inwood, borough of Man hattan, while insane Friday, shot her two children —Et.hel, aged 1- years, and Theodore, aged S years, and then committed suicide by shooting her self. Another child lies in Fordham hospital at the point ot - death as the result of carbolic acid burns. Before shooting the children Mrs. Smith, with the cunning of a maniac, tried to force them to drink carbolic acid. Long- brooding over the prospect of death is said to have been the cause of the woman's insanity. Kobledo I'redlelM Revolution. Madrid. Oct. R. —Senor liomero Rob limlo, who in 1800 was minister of jus tice in the cabinet of the late Senor ('anovas Del Castillo, has caused a stir by a violent speech dealing with the political and economic situation of Spain. He declared that if matters were to continue long as Ihi v are now. revolution would be inevitable. Vardon I* Champion. Chicago, Oct. »>. —Before the largest g-allerv that ever witnessed a golf championship in America. Harry Yar dou, ex-chiimpion of (ireat Britain, won the United States golf champion ship from (ireat Britain's premier golfer. J. 11. Taylor, by the narrow margin of two strokes on the Chicago Coif club links at Wheaton Friday. Bcnjnmiii'n Mayer In Acquitted. Lexington, Ky., Oct. <> Michael Moynahan. who shot and killed It. (). C. Benjamin, the negro lawyer, editor and lecturer, here at the legist ration polls on Tuesday, was acquitted l-'ri dav on the grounds of self-defense. Fear a itlud Flood. Managua, Nicaragua, Oct. 6. —The recent torrrential rains have led the people of Managua to fear a repeti tion of the mud flood which descend ed from the neighboring volcanic mountains 24 years ago and covered the streets of the city to a depth of live l'eet. Killed 111* Soil-in-V.HW. Wheeling, W. Va.. Oct. 6.- M. F. Dryden. a prominent citizen, was shot and killed Friday by Thomas Work man, his father-in-law, in a family quarrel. Workman claims the shoot i"4> done in self -defense. China Is Accused of I'laying a Two-Faced Part. MERELY TO GAIN TIME. Edicts Degrading 1 Mancliu No bles Were Insincere. CHASED A RUSSIAN CRUISER C llliiowe \Var»lii|>« In Formo»a Strait Tried to < a |>111r«» the Kurik, but tlie HIIMIUII MIIP \\u.n Too Swilt and I'lucupcdi London, Oct. r». ft is reporter! in St. Petersburg", according' to the cor respondent of the limes .-it the Rus sian capital, that the Chinese fleet in !• ormosa strait attempted to eng*ag© the Russian armored cruiser Rurik,/ but tlie latter's speed frustrated the! I»'' n. Tile correspondent says it ;i probable that the allied squadrons will force the Chinese fleet to capitu late. or will destroy it. Shanghai telegrams announce that the imperial edict dated September HO, ordering the court to be removed from Si finan I'u. was issued owing to the famine at Tai Yuan Fu, capital of the province of Shan Si. They also express the opinion that the object of the recent edicts regarding- the degradation of ( hinese personages of high rank is merely to gain tinie and to enable China to be in a better po sition to defy the powers, us the new capital will be virtually inaccessible from the coast. The Shanghai correspondent of the Morning- Post, discussing this as pecs of the case, remarks: "The German troops have no means of transportation and any attempt to follow the Chinese court would be fu tile." lie says that the Chinese firmly be lieve in the existence of a Russo- Germnn agreement under which Rus sia will tiike all the territory north of the great wall anil Germany the provinces of Chi Li and Shan Tung'. The Times representative at Shang-hpi says:"lt is believed here that highly inflammatory edicts ara being - issued seeretlv and that the re cent public edicts are only intended to hoodwink the powers " Rome, Oct. The Tribuna pub lishes a dispatch from Taku, dated Oetober 4 which after confirming earlier reports of the brilliant be havior of the Italian force of 500 men in the attack on the Shan Ilai Ewan forts, says that a mistake occurred between the Russians and the French, who fired upon each other in the be lief that they were assailing- the I'.ov ers. and that several were killed and wounded on each side. A Strange KcqueM. Pan.l. 11l . Oct. (>. —Judge Right er, of Shelby county, lias received a let ter from Ralph Corti, an Italian, ask ing- permission to tight a duel with Peter Camali. a fellow countryman, who, the former claims, stole $2'M from him while working - in the mines at Moweaeua last year. Corti begs that they may be permitted to step off ten paces and shoot at each other nntil one or the other falls dead. L.IIIU'M Denial. Chicago. Oct. 6. —Lula I). H iy, of Jacksonville, 111., has sent to Senator Jones, chairman of the democratic, national committee, a sworn denial "112 the story alleging - that she knew \V. .1. Bryan to have been paid if 1.">0.000 t« cause a siher plank to be incorporat ed in the Kansas City platform. Killed on tlie Street. Washington, Oct. 6.—Tom Tolliver, a gambler, was shot and killed in tha crowded streets last night. Joe Slaw son also received a shot that may prove fatal. -los Alassey is in jail, charged with the crime. Slawson was a bystander. A l*ro!««t from Home. Paris, Oct. 6.—Le Journal publishes a dispatch from its Rome correspond ent saying- that the Italian govern ment has sent to Washington a pro test against the "excessive liberty" accorded to anarchists iu the United States. m
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