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- 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.