THE OLD APPLE TREE.
To-day I crossed the meadows
That lie beyond the town.
And 'neath a gnarled old apple tre»
To rest X laid me down.
Its branches stirred above me,
A breeze swept to and fro.
And high among, the apple buds
The bees were humming slow.
A squirrel came to watch me,
A bird sang from the hill.
And all about the open fields
The sun lay warm and still.
I thought of how, In childhood.
Like a dream it seemed to me,
We two had told our childish love
Beneath that apple tree.
The apple buds seem much the same—
As pure and sweet and cold.
But time has' changed the apple tree,
And it and I are old.
My life is like the apple- tree,
Grown harsh and much and strange,
But love is like the bursting buds—
They never seem to change.
—Waldron \V. Anderson, in Good Lit
erature.
♦THE STURGIS WAGER I!
9 A DETECTIVE STORY. t
g 5| |
J By EDGAR MORETTE. £
Copyright, 1899, by Frederick A. Co. ;
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CHAPTER XXIII.—CONTINUED.
lie stood for awhile irresolute, and
had just made up his mind to risk all
on a bold move, when suddenly bur
dock's voice became more distinct, as if
he were passing near the mouth-piece
of the speaking-tube at the other end.
"I shall be back directly."
lie was going then. Agnes, if it
were she, would remain alone for at
least an instant; nnd in that instant
lay possible salvation.
The reporter strained every nerve
to catch some other word. None
came. Hut presently he heard a door
close. Murdoch had left the room.
Now or never was the chance to act,
With all his might he blew repeated
ly into the tube.
"Well?"
The question came in the sweet
tones of a woman's voice.
"Mr. Sprague is in great danger.
You alone can save his life, if you
do at once as I say. Goto the door
of the extension; press upward on
the lower hinge; then turn the knob!
Quick, before your father returns!"
Sturgis evoked the image of Mur
dock performing these operations be
fore opening the door of the exten
sion; and, with retrospective intui«
tion, divined their purpose.
There was no answer. Sturgis wait
ed for none. In a bound he was at
his friend's side and was struggling
to drag him toward the foot of tho
stairs. As lie reached this point, the
door opened and revealed Agnes Mur
doch. pale and frightened, on the
landing at the top.
The first rush of gas caused her
to start back; but in another instant
she had caught sight of her lover's
inanimate form and had rushed to his
assistance.
Suddenly a shadow fell across tho
threshold of the open door. Sturgis
looked up in quick apprehension.
It was Murdoch.
He stood critically observing the
scene, with all outward appearance of
calmness.
Agnes had not seen him. She was
making desperate efforts to raise
Sprague's limp form; but felt herself
succumbing to the effects of the gas.
"My darling! my poor darling!" she
exclaimed and suddenly she stag
gered and lurched forward.
Sturgis made an instinctive effort to
support her; but before he could
reach her Murdoch was at her side
and had her in his arms. He bora
her gently up the stairs and into his
study. Then, for- an instant, ho
seemed to hesitate. The reporter ex
pected to see him close the door. In
stinctively his hand reached back to
his hip pocket for his revolver. But,
in another moment, Murdock had re
turned to where he stood.
"Come!" he said.
At the same time he lifted the artist
In his arms and carried him up the
stairs. Sturgis followed unsteadily
and reached the study, only to fall
exhausted into a chair.
Having deposited his burden upon
the floor, Murdock closed the door of
the death chamber; turned a valve
which was near his desk; opened the
windows wide, and revolved a crank
which projected from the wall near
the door of the extension.
"He is shutting off the gas and
opening the steel shutters of the sky»
light," thought Sturgis.
Then the chemist produced a flask
and poured out a small quantity of
brandy, which he forced his daughter
to swallow.
As soon as she was sufficiently re
vived, she rushed to the side of her
lover, whose head she gently raised to
her lap. Murdock's eyes were fas
tened upon her. She met his calm
questioning gaze.
"Yes, I love him," she said, simply.
Then this strange man, without an
other word, gently pushed his daugh
ter to one side and, throwing off his
coat, stooped over the prostrate form
of the man whose life he had tried to
take, and industriously worked over
him, in an attempt to restore the fail
ing respiration.
Slowly and steadily he worked for
what seemed an eternity to the anx
ious girl. At length he rose, calm and
collected as usual, and drew on his
•coat again.
"He is out of danger now," he said?
"you can do the rest yourself."
And he handed* his daughter the
brandy flask.
A faint tinge of color had returned
to the artist's face; his breast heaved
gently in an irregular respiration.
Sturgis, still unable to stir from tho
chair in which he had fallen, was
vaguely conscious of Murdock's move
ments. ne saw the chemist open the
safe which stood near his table and
take from it numerous bundles of
banknotes, which he carefully packed
into a valise; he saw him take from
the same safe :v few richly bound
notebooks, which he proceeded to do
up in a neat bundle, securely tied and
sealed.
This done, the chemist put on his
hat and coat, and was preparing to
pass out into the hallway, when a
knock sounded upon the door.
Murdock opened slightly—enough
to show himself, without revealing
the presence of the other occupants
of the room.
It was one of the housemaids.
"Plaze, sur," said the girl, in a
frightened voice, "the polacemun says
he can't wait 110 longer; he must see
yer right away."
"Are they in the parlor?"
"Only the polacemun. sur; the other
man said he would wait outside."
Murdock took a minute for reflec
tion.
"Wait in the hall until T call you,"
he said, at lust. "If the policeman be
comes impatient, tell him I shall not
be long; that I am engaged on most
important business."
No sooner had the girl gone than
Murdock, seizing the valise and the
package, opened the door of the ex
tension. Ilis eyes rested for awliilo
upon his daughter, who, still absorbed
in the tender care of her inanimate
lover, was oblivious of all else. There
was in them an unusual expression—
almost a tender light; but the im
passive face was otherwise emotion
less.
The chemist seemed to hesitate for
a brief instant whether to speak;
then, passing out into the extension,
he softly closed the door behind him.
Sturgis alone, weak and powerless,
had seen him go.
CHAPTER XXIV.
CHECKMATE!
The two detectives, after leaving
Spragueand .Sturgis in the cellar of the
Manhattan Chemical company, pro
ceeded to search the premises from
basement to roof. Then, somewhat
discomfited, they returned to the cel
lar, and were surprised to find that
the reporter and his friend had disap
peared.
After questioning the man whom
they had left on watch on the outside,
and ascertaining that neither-Sprague
nor Sturgis had yet left the house,
the detectives called loudly to the
missing men, and receiving no reply,
at last became alarmed and sent word
of the mysterious disappearance to
headquarters. The chief's answer came
at once:
"Remain on watch where you are.
We shall investigate from the other
side."
One of the detectives thereupon went
up to the roof of the building, whence
he could keep watch upon the back
yards, while liis companion remained
in the front hall.
They had been waiting thus for some
time, when the latter thought lie heard
footsteps in the direction of the private
office. He was on the alert in an in
stant.
The door was cautiously opened and
a man stepped out into the hallway,
lie carried a valise and a package. He
blinked like a man coming suddenly
from the darkness into the daylight.
"Who are you?" asked the detective,
brusquely.
The man looked in the direction of
the voice, and, as his eyes became ac
customed to the light, returned the de
tective's surprised stare with a calm
and searching look.
"Checkmate!" he muttered quietly
to himself at last.
Then, without seeming haste, he
passed back into the private oflice, be
fore the astonished detective could
make any attempt to stop him.
Recovering himself quickly, the de
tective followed the sounds of the re
treating footsteps to the cellar stairs.
Then, fearful of an ambush, he fired liis
revolver as a signal to his companion
on the roof; and, after striking a
match, he cautiously descended, reach
ing the cellar just in time to see Mur
dock disappear into the underground
passage.
He rushed to the spot; and, unable to
find the door, he pounded with all his
might upon the shelves, causing the
bottles to dance and rattle.
"Come,now," he stiouted, "the game's
up! You may as well be reasonable.
You can't possibly escape, for you're
surrounded."
No answer came from within.
The man tried liis powerful strength
upon the door without any perceptible
effect.
When the second detective arrived
upon the scene he found the first one
removing the bottles from the shelves
by the light of a match held in his
left hand.
"Get a light and an ax, Jim. There's
a secret door here which we'll have to
break in; I can't find any way of open
ing it."
A few minutes later, the detectives,
after dealing upon the shelves some
telling blows with an ax, called upon
Murdock to surrender.
Receiving no answer to their sum
mons, the men stood irresolute for a
few seconds. Then, with grim deter
mination, they attacked the door;
raining the blows upon it fast and fu-
and filling the air with a show
er of splinters.
At length a final stroke sent the
weakened hinges from their fastenings,
and the men rushed through the un
derground passage into the murderer's
laboratory,
A hasty, startled glance told them
that Murdock was not there.
They started for the stairs and were
met by a policeman who was just en
tering Murdock's oflice.
I "Have you got him?" asked the detee
j tives In chorus.
"No," replied the policeman, sur-
I prised; "Mr. Sturgis says he went down
' here about 20 minutes ago."
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 15, 1900.
"We chased him in from the other
end not ten minutes ago."
The policeman hurried down the
stairs.
Murdoch's valise and package stood
conspicuous upon the long pine box.
But of Murdock there was no sign.
"Gone!" exclaimed one of the detec
tives, deeply mortified at the thought
that his quarry had slipped through
bis fingers. "Gone! How? Where?
He cannot have escaped. lie cannot —
What is it, Mr. Sturgis?"
lie had suddenly caught sight of the
reporter, half way up the stairs.
Weak and ill, Sturgis, with blanched
face, clung unsteadily, with one hand,
to the railing; while, with the other,
lie pointed toward the lead-lined vat,
whose dark viscous contents were
bubbling like boiling oil.
A pungent vapor rose in dense clouds
from the surface of the liquid. Through
it the fascinated ga/e of the horrified
men vaguely discerned a nameless
thing, tossed in weird and grotesque
contortions in a seething vortex.
Murdock had escaped the justice of
men.
CHAPTER XXV.
THE MURDER SYNDICATE.
"See here, Sturgis, this won't do. 1
forbade you to do a stroke of work
to-day, or even to leave your bed; and
here you are scribbling away just as
though nothing had happened. I tell
you when a mas has the narrow squeak
you have, there has been a tremendous
strain upon his heart, and it is posi
tively dangerous—"
"Don't scold, old man; I have never
in my life been better than 1 feel to
day. And, besides, this work could not
be postponed—"
"Oh, pshaw! That is what nine out
of every ten patients say to tlieir physi
cian. They are modestly convinced
that the world must needs come to a
standstill if they cannot accomplish
their tiny mite of work."
Dr. Thurston, who had assumed his
frown of professional severity, pro
ceeded to feel the reporter's pulse.
"Well, you are in luck; better than
you deserve. Almost any other man
would have been laid up for a week by
the experience you have been through.
HB BORE HER GENTLY UP THE
STAIItS.
And here you have the face to recover
without the assistance of the medical
profession, and in spite of your insolent
disregard of my express orders to leave
work alone for the present. Now, there
is Sprague —"
"Ah, what of Sprague?" asked the
reporter, anxiously.
"Sprague has had a close call. But
he is safe now. If tender and intelli
gent nursing count for anything, he
will probably be up in a day or two."
"Miss Murdock—"
"Yes. She has a professional nurse
to help her; but she has insisted 011
taking charge of the case herself. And
an excellent nurse she is, too, and a
charming girl into the bargain—and
what is more, a noble woman."
"Does she know of her father's
death?"
"I broke the news as gently as
possible. She took it much more calm
ly than I supposed she would. There
evidently was but little sympathy be
tween her and her father."
"On her side, at any rate."
"Yes. Her first act on learning of her
father's crimes was to send for a law
3'er. She refuses to touch a cent of his
money, and has instructed her attorney
to make such restitutions as may be
possible and to turn the rest to char
itable Institutions. This leaves her al-•
most penniless; for the property she
held in her own right from her moth*
er's estate amounts to very little. For
tunately, Sprague is rich enough for
both. What are you doing there, if I
may ask?"
Dr. Thurston pointed to a bundle
which lay upon the table.
"That is Murdook's autobiography —•
a legacy to me. The package was found
near his valise in the death chamber.
He had addressed it to me at the last
minute."
"Did it help you in your account of
the Knickerbocker bank case for the
Tempest ?"
"A little; but naturally, Murdoch's
account of that crime was not com
plete. The entire journal, however,
is of absorbing interest. It is a pity
that it cannot be published."
"Why cannot it be published?"
"It would be dangerous to the wel
fare of society. .\fu 1 dock was an ex
traordinary genius in his line; there
is marvelous originality and ingenu
ity in his work. His crimes, num
bered by the hundred, were all of
capital importance in their result*;
all deep-laid and skillfully executed.
It is hardly likely that such another
consummate artist in crime will ex
ivt once a century. To publish the
details of his schemes would be to
put a formidable weapon in the liand.«
of the vulgar herd of ordinary crim
inals, who lack the imagination of
thia brilliant villain.
"I tell you, Thurston," continued
Sturgis, with what seemed very like
enthusiastic conviction, "this man
was the originator of almost every
unsolved mystery which has non
plussed the police during the last 15
years. He had his agents in every im
portant center throughout the colin
try; agents working under potent in
centives, and yet working in the dark,
for few of them have ever known who
held the mysterious power which di
sected their every move. Murder has
been done wholesale; and so quietly
and mysteriously has the work been
accomplished that, in all but this last
case, the detectives have found no
clue whatever which might lead 'n
an explanation of he sudden and un
accountable disappearance of wealthy
men, whose bodies, shipped to the
Manhattan Chemical company by
Murdock's agents, were quietly and
systematically made away with in the
chemise's-laboratory."
"He was the fiend incarnate!" ex
claimed the physician.
"Well," said Sturgis, after a mo
ment of thoughtful silence, "at any
rate, he was not wantonly cruel. lie
was heartless; he was pitiless; but
his cruelty was always a means to au
end, however selfish and illegitimate
that end might be. His cruelty i.i
that, in a measure, of every human
being destroying life that lie may live
and trampling upon his fellow men
that he may be comfortable. P,--
tween Murdock and the rest of us there
was a difference of degree, certainly,
but was there a difference of kind?"
"There is one thing which I can
not yet understand," said Thurston,
"and that is, why Murdock should
have pushed his audacity to the point
of defying you to ferret out the mys
tery of this crime, when he might
perhaps have avoided all risk of de
tection by holding his tongue."
"No man is perfect," answered
Sturgis, sententiously, "not even an
accomplished villain like Murdock,
fortunately for the rest of mankind.
Every human being has his weak
points. Murdock had two:—liis van
ity and his love for his daughter.
They were the only traits which con
nected him with the human family.
To them he owes his undoing."
THE END.
Frightened l>>- « Poodle.
Perhaps Burns' famous line might be
made to read:* "A dog's a dog for a'
that." But of all dogs, thoroughbred
or mongrel, a shaggy poodle would
seem to be about the poorest kind of
dog for defense. Yet a missionary,
whose experience has been among the
savages and cannibals of Africa, says
that his little poodle, Sally, was one of
his best protectors, says Youth's Com
panion. One of her exploits consisted
in putting to flight a band of hostile
natives. The missionary was traveling
some distance in advance of his cara
van, accompanied only by his boy-serv
ant and Sally. When he came to the
top of a hill, a large body of Burungi
warriors in full war-paint were sud
denly seen raeing toward them. Call
ing Sally to him, the missionary whis
pered in her ear something about "go
ing for them." Then was witnessed the
scene of a small, shaggy dog with a
very big bark, tail in the air, charging
at a company of armed men. "It was a
great sight." says the traveler, "worth
going to Africa for,"to see those war
like men running for their lives, with
little Sally at their heels, barking as if
she knew, brave little dog. that she
was making a big bluff, and it all de
pended 011 the noise she could make.
Held Reformer to IIl« Word.
When a beggar asked a Philadelphia
stationer the other day for help, the
latter offered him two lead pencils, say
ing: "With half the effort required in
begging you can easily sell these for
live cents apiece." The beggar fjazed
at the pencils scornfully. "Who'd give
me five cents for them?" he demanded.
"\\ hy, anybody," said the stationer.
"Go out and try it." "Would you?"
asked the beggar. "Why, certainly,"
was the reply. A smile of triumph
spread over the grimy features of the
mendicant. "Here you are, then," he
said. "Gimme the ten cents. You
can't go back on your own word." It
took the stationer several minutes to
recover his breath, but he finally en
tered into the deal, nnd hereafter he
will adopt other tactics.—Hartford
Times.
llow He Held It.
"Yes," said the politician's wife,
reading out of the paper, "it says you
held the crowd spellbound."
"Ah!" he exclaimed, rubbing his
hands, "at last they acknowledge that
I am an orator. I knew that I should
make them recognize my eloquence
sooner or—"
"Wait,"his wife interrupted, "there's
more to this sentence. It says: 'He
held the crowd spellbound while he
read several extracts from a speech
that was delivered by Daniel Webster
GO years ago.' " —Chicago Times-ller
ald.
Ilnd 1.1 veil Two High.
"This is our last boot-leg!" whim
pered the cook, as he served breakfast.
"What?" cried the arctic explorer,
paling. "It is scarcely the middle of
August and the lecture season can't
possibly open until after election this
year!"
Some one had blundered.
It was with a heavy heart, indeed,
that the explorer called a messenger
•boy and sent word out- to the rescuing
party that they might come and rescue
him auy time now.—Detroit Journal.
Oh, Love, Sireet Love!
"You have not kissed me," she pout
ed, "for 15 minutes!"
"I know it,"he siJd. "I have a very
sensitive tooth, which is liable to ache
if I do."
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Why, you are so sweet, you know!"
—N. Y. World.
JAPS AEE POPULAR.
Washington Society Is Pleased with
the Mikado's Legation.
Mm*. Takahira, Wife of the H«n
Minister, I* Well Liked—She Is
a lleauty, Eves from an Heel
dental I'olnt of View.
The Japanese legation is on . of tht
most popular and best administered of
the legations at Washington, yet it is
one of the youngest. The #rst minis
ter from Japan visited this govern
ment only 40 years ago, and it ii
scarcely 30 years since the famous
embassy with Mr. Iwnkura at its head
arrived. This embassy had as its ob
ject the making of treaties with the
United States and other civilized pow.
ers, and started out to make a toui
of the world, but so impressed was
Ambassador Iwnkura with the advan
tages to be gained from a long resi
dence at the American capital that h«
remained in Washington for sis
months. In that time he gave 80 offi
cial dinners and a banquet for I,GOC
people which rivaled in elegance any
thing ever seen in America, and pic
turesque tales are still told of hi»
princely entertaining. Diplomatic in
tercourse between the United States
and Japan was established by My.
Iwakura'a visit, and since then it has
never been interrupted. Japan has
sent to this country the flower of her
statesmen, and no nation with which
the United States has diplomatic re
lations has been represented by men
of higher intelligence or greater ca
pacity. Good taste and conservatism
have invariably marked the adminis
tration of the Japanese legation, and
that it will hold the high place it has
attained under the new minister is
not to be doubted, for Mr. Takahira
comes to us with a ripe experience,
having already served here as consul
general and represented his govern
ment as minister to China and at sev
eral of the European capitals.
The new minister is accompanied by
his wife. Mme. Takahira comes of a
noble family, and vas educated at one
of the best schools for women in
Japan, established and conducted
MME. TAKAHIRA.
(Wife of the New Japanese Minister t<
the United States.)
after western models. She was mar
ried to Mr. Takahira in 1887, shortly
after her education was finished, and
since then has been with him upon
all of his diplomatic missions. This,
therefore, is not Mme. Takahira's first
visit to the United States, since her
husband served as consul general in
New York in 1891. From this posi
tion Mr. Takahira was promoted to
the ministership at The Hague, whith
er Mme. Takahira accompanied him,
and later on she went with him to
Rome and to Vienna, at both of which
capitals he represented his govern
ment. These prolonged visits in for
eign countries have enabled Mme.
Takahira to become acquainted with
their languages and their people, and
the experience she has had at the Eu
ropean courts will be of advantage to
her even in this republican strong
hold.
Mme. Takahira, says the New York
Tribune, is a fine looking woman, even
from the occidental point of view,
which differs so materially regarding
the beauty of women from that of the
orient. Her complexion has the tinge
and softness for which Japanese wom
en are famous, her eyes are large and
expressive, and her wealth of glossy
black hair is worn in the prevailing
etyle, brushed back from a pretty
brow. But the most att: active feature
Mme. Takahira possesses is the viva
cious expression and the quick respon
siveness one notes in her face when
she is conversing.
Not since the days of Mr. Yoshida
have the women of the Japanese le
gation retained their native costume,
which is rapidly going out of fashion
in Japan among the higher classes,
and, like her predecessors, the wife of
the new minister has adopted Euro
pean dress; but, unlike many of her
sisters, her clothes are in exquisite
taste and her jewels are beautiful. It
is doubtful, indeed, u any woman in
the diplomatic corps possesses more
gorgeous gems. Mme. Takahira has
three children, who are in Japan, and
will not at present join their parents.
Dnmejitlea In Australia.
The relations existing between mis
tress and maid in Australia are aptly
illustrated ins recent issue of a
Queensland paper, in which a girl ad
vertises for a situation as carevakei
of a laundry or dairy. She can cook
and understands housekeeping, and
adds: "None but a respectable mis
tress, who wishes to leave her serv
ant in uninterrupted discharge of hei
| duties, need apply."
Paternal Law In Japan.
Japan has passed a bill to prohibit
lad« under 20 years of age from smolfc
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THE KKAMOi\ more W. L. Douglas $3 and SSJ9
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A.RE Til E IftEST. Your dealer should keep •
Ihem i we give one dealer exclusive sale in each town.
Take no subatltute! Insist on having W. L.
Douglas shoes with name and price stamped on bottom.
If your dealer will not get them for you, send direct to
factory, enclosing price and 25c. extra for carriage.
Btata kind of leather, size, and width, plain or cap to«.
«ur shoes will reach you anywhere. Catalogue /re*.
¥• JL Douglas Shoe Co. Jftrock.ton. If ■—i
ABSOLUTE
SECURITY.
Genuine
Carter's
Little Liver Pills,
Must Bear Signature of
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CARTERS FOR DIIZINESS.
Kittle for biliousness.
W£ wrh FOR TORPID LIVER.
H Dill £ FOR CONSTIPATION.
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