Baint Leger (August, 1777.)
i
By Clinton Scollard,
wo ssi
From out of the north-land his leaguer
he led,
Saint Leger, Saint Leger;
And the war-lust was strong in his
heart as he sped;
“Their courage,” he cried, “it shall die
I’ the throat,
When they mark the proud standards
that over us float
See rover and ranger, redskin and red-
coat!”
Saint Leger, Saint Leger.
He hurried by water, he scurried by
land,
Saint Leger, Saint Leger,
Till closely he cordoned the
band:
“Surrender,” he bade, “or I tighten the
net!”
“Surrender?’ they mocked him,
Inugh at your threat!”
“By Heaven!” “he thundered,
Hive to regret
Saint Leger, Saint Leger!
.
patriot
* we
“you'll
"wr
He mounted his mortars, he smote
with his shell,
Saint Leger, Saint Leger:
Then he fumed in a fury that futile
they fell;
But he counseled with
chuckled, elate,
As he sat in his tent-door, “Egad,
can wait,
For famine
gate!"—
Saint Leger, Saint Leger,
rum till he
we
is famous to open a
But lo! as he waited, was borne to his
ear—
Saint Leger. Saint Leger
A whisper of dread and a murmur of
rear! :
“They come, and as leaves are their
numbers enrolled!
They come, and their onset
be controlled,
For tis Arnold who heads them.
Arnold the bold
Saint Leger, Saint Leger!
may not
ie
*Retreat!” Was the
bitterly said.
Saint Leger, Saint Leger,
Than when to the north-land
leaguer vou led?
Alis, for Burgoyne
pain
word e’er more
your
in his peril
that train!
alas! for the
ous, the vain
Saint Leger!
—Sgtorday
MR. HUNT, DETECTIVE
BY JEANNETTE SWING.
And,
Evening Post.
“Wonder who it can be”
Nell to Martha, It ‘was just about
dusk, and a tall man in a mackintosk
stood ringing their door bell
“1 cannot imagine,” sald
peeping over her sister's shoulder.
The door was opened by the maid,
and the visitor shown into the parlor.
Then the maid hurried up stairs,
said to the waiting sisters: “He didn’t
give no name, Miss Martha, but asked
if he might see Miss Harper.”
smoothed back her hair in a very Im
portant manner, as she started down
stairs.
“1 wonder what he wants,”
Nell enviousiy.
To have tall,
asking for Miss Harper was not an
every day occurrence. Nell began to
surmise. It might an
muttered
be
missions, or it might be
many lovers Miss Harper had had in
her youth, who had at last come back
to claim her. Nell had kKoown a great
deal about those lovers by hearsay.
Miss Harper was fond of
upon them, and so many times had she
spun out her stories, that she
most persuaded herself to believe in
them. Nell's incredulity had long since
vanished, and now she began to con-
template her sister claimed, and mar-
ried and carried off a bride in blushing
and happy triumph while she herself
wns left an old maid, and an object of
pity.
The thought was sickening. She
stood in the hall by the ballusters, with
her eye fixed on the parlor door, wish-
fng her sister's visitor would depart.
Buddenly the door opened, Martha
came out, and motioned for her to
come down.
“I thought it bettér to consult with
you. Nellie, in regard to this gentle
man’s proposal,” said Martha.
“A proposal already,” gasped Nell
following her sister into the room.
She was soon undecelved, however,
and quite forgot her miserable antici:
pations In listening to the visitor,
He was a fine looking man, with a
smoothly shaven face, and close
cropped hair. His manners were per.
fect, and his voice low and refined.
“1 shall explain to you as I did to
Miss Harper,” he sald to Nell, placing
a chair for her gallantly: “What I tell
you Is strictly confidential, In case
you do not care to favor me as [ wish,
I trust to your honor to keep thin visit
a secret. You know that there have
been several burglarfes committed in
thix town lately.”
“Yeu,” said Nell, “we have been
frightened to death several times near-
ly. Sister Is so nervous, the slightest
noise at night"
_ “Exactly,” he said, as she paused,
“there have been some heavy losses,
and it is thought that the gang of
thieves contemplate more tions,
and it is certdin that | 3 fs foented
in this vicinity.” :
The two ladies loo
wtriken faces at their
a secret. 1 know better.
many a time I have placed my life it-
gelf in the hands of a woman, and did |
not regret it. God bless them."
Miss Harper's eyes glistened with
this praise, while her sister leaned for- |
ward and listened with rapt attention.
secret
out a card case,
with a plece of paste board,
the simple words, “Mr. Hunt,
tive,”
“1 have been sent here to work up |
this robbery business. I have come to |
you, knowing that you ure sensible,
and presented each
bearing
Detec-
or weeks, as the work requires.”
Then he went on to explain how Im-
possible it would be for him to stop at
cause no one was to knew of lus pres-
ence in the town, not even the town
officers who had hired him. His sue-
cess depended upon the secrecy main-
tained, and who was better at being
discreet than these ladies whom
had chosen? He wanted the privilege
of coming in and going out at all hours
of the day and night;
to both the front and back entrances
in ease of emergency or pursuit, For
all this he was willing to pay hand.
| somely.
The ladies considered
and finally agreed to
him. They had oceaslonally
boarders, thelr income being none
lavish.
some and fascinating, Mr. Hunt paid a
week's board in advance. An
later he returned with a large trunk,
the matter,
accommodate
{oo
and no one the wiser.
maidens to secrecy also, he made him-
| self very much at home.
in the sitting room. with the
closely drawn. Mr. Hunt was very en-
tertaining, and had many exciting incl
| dents to relate about himseli. When
| they were about to retire, he remarked:
“You must not let my coming in or
| going out disturb you in any way. I
i shall have to prow! around at all sorts
f unearthly hours. you know."
“Oh, we understand.” sald Miss Har-
per, as though she had been raised In
detective headquarters.
“You are often in great
asked Nell tremulously,
“Nos, * he answered,
any ti
for five days,
| hear
: open
danger?”
often,’ “and if at
ne
or even 8 week,
pothing of me, you can break
my trunk and find full details
{ there, as to whom to notify. But don't
{be in a hurry to give me up. I'm
i lucky, and generally come out all
i right.”
“Oh, do be careful of yourself?’ said
Nell impulsively, and she would have
sald more, but she saw her sister
frowning
But, when a litte later,
nizht,
the front door was latched. and met
Mr. Hunt in the hall, dressed in a great
and hat. the idea of his
danger, made an anxious look come
into her eyes,
“I will be careful to-night,” he said,
offering her his hand, “I will think of
| your yneasiness, and not be rash.”
Nell did pot tell this to Martha,
{ was her first secret from her sister.
Ten days, full of a new
i the Harper sisters, passed.
Two more robberies had been com.
i mitted, and the whole town was ex.
j cited. The papers announced that de-
tectives wore on the trace of the
il Mr. Hunt smiled as he read
this aloud to the sisters,
“Yes,” he said, “I think I will have
them located by to-morrow night. I'm
on the scent. But this stuff in
paper is all surmise. I have not given
them a single clew yet,
| say something. It would ruin my suc.
cess if 1 told anything to anybody out-
wide.”
that same
cont slouch
It
ileves,
task of keeping silent was almost too
much for the Miss Harpers, and they
only restrained themselves by thinking
of their trinmph when the affair was
it. They would pose as celebrities in
connection with the famous Mr. Hunt,
detective,
interesting mag, and some rather tend.
er passages had taken place between
them, so it was with a pitifully sad
face, she heard him say one morning:
“If all goes ar I expect, { shall leave
to-morrow morning.”
Then he glanced at Nell, and sighed,
and Nell began to wish that the thieves
might not be found for some months,
at least, or never at all.
That evening Mr. Hunt went out
completely disguised in a red wig and
whiskers, and walked with a decided
Hmp, so that Nell and Martha laughed
heartily at him, as he went down the
steps. He laughed back at them and
waved his hand,
He did not return at all that night,
nor the next day, and their anxiety
was intense. On the next morning
there came a letter for Nell, and for:
tunately Miss Harper had gone to
market, so Nell read it unhindered. It
was from Mr. Hunt. He stated that
he had been hastily obliged to leave,
that his life had depended upon it, and
that he wanted her to have his trunk
shipped Immediately, and secretly to
an address enclosed. He gave her a
few directions ax to how to get his
trunk to the station, and closed his
letter with some words that made her
face flush as it never had before: “For
your sake 1 have been careful of my
fife. I have you to live for now. You
will see me again before many weeks,
Let wo one know where 1 am. My
Her plan-
ning was interrupted by the sound of
volee below, and on the stairs.
Then Martha burst suddenly
the room, her face
Leyes wide open with fright. Behind
| her came the town constable, two po-
lice officers, and some. .girange mon,
“And you have no idea where he 87”
into
red and angry, her
NO," gasped Martha, “He left San-
day night.”
They unceremoniously
the trunk, and revealed
sight.
broke open
fa shocking
A lot of silverware, jewelry, in
except the haul of diamonds taken
from the jewelry store, and these Mr.
“He was as shrewd a thief as ever
I traced,” sald one of the strange men,
“and you ladies were nicely Imposed
The law won't do anything
you for receiving stolen goods,
but
be careful after this about
I'd give 1 don't know what to know
He did not leave any ad-
did he?
“No, he didn't, zasped Martha on the
verge of hysteries,
the Missionary
never a word,
and trembling,
letter just received.
Verily can a handsome man say:
“Women are to be trusted.”--The Path
and Nell
went out
society;
but
of an Devil In a Garden
Hone and Its Serious Results,
On a farm in the Southern part
California a young Chinaman was ¢m-
ployed to do odd jobs. His one great
the Goze. One afternoon when he
was at his favorite occupation a
visitor thought it would be a good
to cut the water off by turn.
at end of the
the Chinaman had
one
Now
Fad pot the
the water came
granted that it
thing in the world for the water
flow from the hose. Therefore
the visitor carried out his idea
the water stopped running, the Chil
naman was perplexed to
what had happened First he
remotest
from, taking it for
fo
sorely
upon it and shook it,
vigorous treatment produced no bene
ficial results he blew down
Just then the owner of the
the hose,
The next ti
I will turn it on
“Just see the fun
Wows down the hose
full force.”
Sure enough, In a few minutes
Chinaman started to blow down
and as he did the
turned the water on full,
oy visitor
gleefully
The Chinaman certainly was
ished. He threw the hose
ground and made one beeline
room.
on
which was next to the tank
In a few min
returned with a small bundle
arm, and going up to his
he
“Give me my money. Me
Debbil in hoses.”
The joke had turned out to be of a
The Chinaman walked off in
Bright and early the next
and as everything seemed satisfactory
his room, the same one oceapied by his
He had beon in the roo
“Me no likee, Me no likee. Me no
stayee.”
Upon being questioned he would
give no answer except that he didn't
Recourse
was again had to the Chinese agent,
and the next morning another Chinese
boy arrived with his invariable little
bundle under his arm. Golng to , is
room. he returned almost as instantly
and, with a mystified way, sald like
“Me no stayee. Me no stayee.”
Things were beginning to look serl.
ous, and the visitor wished he hadu’t
played that pratical joke. For toe
third time the Chinese agent was
called upon. This time the agent made
some inquiries and promised to call
the next morning and try to find out
the trouble, The next morning he ar.
rived, and, after looking around the
place, went te the Chinaman’s former
room. There he discovered, written
on one side of the wall. iu Chinese
characters, the information that the
place was haunted and was Inhabit
ed with strange spirita or devila, and
that Chinamen had better kesp clear
of if This explained it all, and alter
removing the writing no trouble Was
fad In peo coring a new Chine a2 boy,-
New York Nan,
Why We Value Our Libertion,
The late Roswell I. Flower once re-
marked: "People wonder why our lib.
erties had to be bought with blood. I'll
tell you why. The more & thing costs
you the more you value it; the more
it's worth; and while George Washing
ton and the Continental Army were
freezing to death at Valley Forge, God
RAGE FOR CLIPPINGS.
AN AMERICAN IDEA THAT THE
WORLD HAS ADOPTED.
ness Which Began With Fifty Cents
Emperors, Business Men and Many
Others Among the Customers of
Clipping Baresas,
Eighteen years ago a man had an
idea, which he develpped wita fifty
cents, the lust money in hie pocket.
from that idea coalesced, and capital
ized ther joint undertaking at $5,000,
000. The story has been told more
than once of how a young Russian
American at the end of his resources,
saw a famous French artist pay hand.
somely for papers several days old,
containing notices of his pictures, and
was inspired by the sight with the
thought of making a business of fur-
nishing such notices to whoever had
need of them. To-day 50,000 persons
and 850,000,000 are employed in
business of making and distributing
newspaper clippings. There are
tween fifty and one hundred bureaus
in the United States, nearly as many in
rope, others at Melbourne, Sydney, Cal-
citta, Yokahoma, Hong Kong, Johan-
nesburg, Natal, Buenos Ayres and Rio
de Janeiro, The biggest of these are
in effect international. If they have
not branches they have
of traffic arrangement,
ner of the big banks, by which their
foreign correspondents fill
orders quite as If they were
over their own counters,
Even this does not mark the
spread of the idea. Railway, teleg
and XPress companies have gone into
the business on thelr own account. At
first they were among the best custom
regular bureaus, but
ently they began ordering local agents
to clip and file every line of railway
matter appedaring in local sheets and to
send the clippings to the main office
are indexed and put away.
kept
good many
after the man-
received
i]
dol
as elsewhere,
Rome bureaus
whole attention to literary
The minute a book is But
the writer of it re
cirendar letter
lippiag,
and asking
rate is £5 a
the writer be
Where
are often lowered one
case the avthor already eng
another bureag it i not nneammon 10
that the late allowed to
Among clippers, spe
give
mat
ters, sone
inclosing
of hi
his su
thelr
a sample «
fA notice mised!
book,
The
or, if
bsmerip
tion, hundred clip
little known,
1
In
oil
competition Is Ke
half
has ig
comer be
receiving pay only
those
Yesides potices and
bureau will, if
of literary
for such a
already received,
the literary
send all manner
% are not duplicates of
reviews,
Emperor William is much too busy
yet needs to know
his world is saying of particular
So he has a scrapbook. in
charge of a court officer. W. T. Stead
is said to possess a whole library
made up of clippings, It filis three din
in a London house, So
concern themselves mainly
affairs. They to
subscribers all tha appears in
lines
ing of con.
papers
what
me
bureaus
with
business give
new materials, Inventions, discoveries,
legal decisions affecting commercial in
The Iantest de
velopment is the bureau of madieal in.
telligence.
One needs imagination to see any
thing picturesque in the mechanics of
clipping. One establishment
more than a hundred employees shows
to the casual eye only ranks and rows
of men and women, reading, blue pen
cilling. clipping, pasting and stamping.
This bureau's usual output is 50,000
clippings a week. Under a rush order
it could clip and mail 100,000, There
is an elaborate system of card classi
fication. The cards are hung on books
in a rack some four feet across, and
running the whole length of a very
long room. Nearly every book is filled
Queen Victoria subscribes to more
than one bureau, but never sees the
clippings until they have been put in
books under the editing of some of her
family, which means, of course. the
leaving ont of anything unpleasant
The Prince of Wales also takes clip.
pings from two sources. In addition
he cuts out with his own hands all
the pictures of himself which appear
in the public prints. Slurs upon his
family are sald to touch him nearly,
yet to things sald against himself he is
indifferent. One can readily credit
that upon hearing that by his own
order a scrapbook was made for him
containing American opinions about
the baccarat scandal The royal patron
dearest to clipping bureaus is the Czar
of Russia. He has shown himself ex.
ceedingly well disposed toward them.
A New York bureau man has made for
him sumptuaously bound scrapbooks, all
Russia Jeather, and gold clasps and
gilt edges, first about the death and
obsequies of his father, Alexander 111,
than about hisz own marriage and cor.
onation ceremonies, and later in regard
to the American journey of Prince Hill
koff, his Minister of Railways. The
game house has now In hand clippings
about the Peace Conference, which are
to form another In the series of Ime
perial scrapbooks,
Uncle Bam himself has taken the
clippings idea, and keeps at the White
House a corps of clippers and a Gov.
ernment serapbook. Mrs. Harrison
count. and her daughter has many
nent men have similar books. Aimost
every man in public life is a bureau
subscriber. The Government has just
ordered a scrap history of the war with
Spain. It is in twenty big voiumes,
though most of the war pictures were
left out, The volumes are bound in
i morocco cloth, and cost the Govern.
iment $1,000. That sum, indeed, hard-
ly covered the cost of making, but the
bureau man has gathered a duplicate
set of clippings and looks for his profit
Lin them, whenever a rich and patriotic
| citizen decides to give a similar history
Stanford
University has already a monumental
get of scrap histories, bearing on every-
thing American, and particularly the
life and works of its founder,
John L. Sullivan gets clippings—sub.-
ject not specified. lord Randolph
Churchill ordered “everything unfav-
orable,” and was forced by the size of
the first month's bill to reverse his
iorder. Nicola Tesla wants “electrical
inventions.” Edison is more compre-
hensive—he orders clippings upon
about twenty subjects of living inter.
fest. W. D., Howells subscribes ier
i mittently for real incidents going with
ito West Point or Annapolis,
| whatever story he may bave in hand
{ One man who Is sald to have a plot fac.
| tory patronized by both novelists aud
| dramatists when f{magination lag
{ wants all sorts of hairbreadth happen
“Stories of elopement” was an-
{other order. The maker of it, strange
Ito relate, was not a realistic novelist,
{ but a luckless lover, who hoped thus
by vicarious example to persuade his
| sweethenrt to defy her parent and
make him happy. The Cran get
every line printed in any part of the
world about any one of their ships.—
| New York San.
| ings,
ps
WOMEN TALK THE MOST.
In 1,000 Couples Observer Finds 751
Girls Lend the Chat,
again. Just what I had
mind to long ago.” ex-
as they were standing
, ¢longat
{ “There it is
| made up my
i claimed the we
upon the
elastic substance in the
the passing female population.
{ “What's that?” replied the other,
| qui Hogly
hat
the
at
street corner ing
pe
necks
in-
fellow and
it them?”
Pon's soe
that
anything
eplar
mselves abo
on
Colne
i
vistioe nin
RE
+ you driving at
yurself,”
anyway,
‘xplain ¥ de
his companion
its just
King GLHROTYH-
ive amount
TMG
each
IR YOu Can «as
yourself
“I've taken 1.000 cou
they passed me,
the
The
aught,
ie rest.
thought,
been dealin
Those
taken with
who just passed os
i have
been youn
whether the man or
the talking.
conversation 1
it have heen
for fur
I've
only.
woman, was doing
snatches of
while they
ing as a ‘
Ldid not Interest
in mat!
{are pocurate, and
feare, The couple
i was the one thousandth
| served]. The others have
{and old, native and foreign born
{altogether it establishes a general
| rule which I am positive can be safely
{ relied upon.
“Out of the 1,000, 1 have noted, just
as they came, mark you, the man was
talking 130 times. In those instances,
I expect, there must have been some
thing the matter with the vocal chords
of hiz female companion, but, however,
1 won't attempt to explain it away. In
27 cases both were making an effort
to be heard. The womad was doubt.
less successful in the end, but 1 never
followsd them up to see. Eighty-three
times | observed that silence reigned,
another phenomenon for which 1 am
unable to offer any explanation. But
listen—nay. hearken—here is the record
of the fair ones. Before the appear-
ance of this lazt couple 1 had 750 timeg
charged against them, 750 times out of
1.000 where their sweet volees Lave been
heard while a man was the only andi.
tor. This last instance completes the
1.000, and makes the grand total GL
Try it and see if your figures do not
come out about the same.”
Eid the
ne
Fe nailes
figures
great
abe.
ig
Havana a Pest<-Hole,
The lack of a proper sewerage sys.
tem is the cause of nearly all the dis.
case and pestilence that have made
Havana one of the most dreaded ports
of the world. There are more and bet.
ter sewers than is generally supposed,
but the cause of their breeding sick.
ness js the fact that they are, in many
cases, open to the street by manholes,
and they all empty into the harbor im.
mediately in front of the city. Two of
the main sewers flow into the channel
of the harbor directly under the iieu-
tepant-Governor's Palace, in which
General Ludlow lives and in which he
has his headquarters: one empties un-
der the Maestranza de Artilleria. In
which some of the troops were quarte-
ed: and from these maine flow all the
flith of Havana, that pest-hole of dis
ease, while at all times there arises a
sickening odor, and it will be the
greatest of wonders If there is not
much sickness among our troops, who
are accustomed to cleanliness at home.
The one thing that always is the most
oticanbie to fe oe on we
JOKERS’ BUDGET.
The One Thing She Caren For.
Bhe doesn’t care for operas, the drama
or the play,
She doesn’t care for housework-—she
isn't built that way;
She doesn’t care for dancing
ers or for books,
She doesn’t care for bloomers—she
doesn’t Hike thelr looks;
She doesn’t care for picnics,
freckle her and tan—
The only thing she does care for is a
marringeable man,
—Chieago Record,
, for flow-
they
A Tacltnl Mistake,
“Tom, my dear, do you think I made
a mistake in naming baby after your
rich uncle?”
“No, my love: your mistake was tell
ing him the baby 1 looked like him.”
A Yeminine View,
Kate—80 Carrie is to be married.
suppose she is very happy?
Ruth-—-Happy! 1 should say so! Mr,
Fixton, her fiance, doesn't amount to
much. but her trousseau is just ele
gant.—Boston Transeript.
A Serious Omission,
“That new reporter has been dropped
to office boy.”
“What was the trouble?”
“He wrote an account of the cyclone
without using the expression ‘funnel
shaped,” "Cleveland Vialndealer.
Against His Principles,
Lady—1 should think you would be
ashamed to live on charity, Why don’t
you do something? Haven't you ever
learned that a is kpown by
works?
Sloppy Bim--—-Well,
ain't no pocket
Herald,
man his
go's a watch, 1
piece. Chicago Times
Xo Time for 1dieness,
tetired Buosiness Man--I am rich at
last, and now I'm going to find a per-
fect climate to live In
Great Traveler-Good idea!
ways held that when a
from business he should Immediately
take up something that will keep him
occupied for the his life. New
York Weekly,
I've al
man retires
rest of
No Use for IL
would you
ds to take
17” inquir
“What
young man wi
rature
advice give a
up lit
ed the
3 Inte
ax 0 ho Wess
LF Ing hnire ¢ yo
“1 should i
810 i removed.”
without a my
York Journal
ad im to
replied
ments hesitation, —
have
the
his
old
timer
Hint At An I'nfortanate Time,
“What has happened to Mrs. Nib
“she
fell
10 Ree
while
her
Rec-
window
who was sitting on
h."-Lhicago
out of the
trying
next neig
ord.
hbor's pore
’
A Mortifyiog Confession,
to
I was mawtified almost
lawst night
wie What happened?
A bold wobbah demanded
amond stud or me life, and to
gave me life I had to confess it wasn't
a diamond The Jewelers’ Weekly
Condescends to Explain.
Half frozen Passenger—What do
you run these open cars for when the
weather is like this?
Conductor—For pickles, Fare, please,
~~ hicago Tribune.
me
Double Proof.
“Do you believe in heredity,
Simpson?”
“Indeed 1 do; every mean trait Bob-
by has I can trace right back to his
father.”
“Does his father believe in heredity,
oo?”
“Nes: he
back to me,
Mrs.
traces Bobby's faults all
"Chicago Record.
Looking for a Friend.
SBaleswoman (to lady who has been
rummaging the silk counter)—1 think
you will like this mauve; it is very
stylish, and 1 am sure it would become
you beautifully.
Lady-—Oh. 1 didn’t come in to buyf
I was only looking for a friend.
Saleswoman—And did you expect te
find ber in that ribbon box?
Pity the Poor Iceman.
“In some future year,” said the citi-
gen with a powerful imagination, “the
human race will find the sun extinet.
That once glowing orb will cease to
shed its rays upon our world, Thea
what'll we do.”
“What will we do?” echoed the mo
rose man, who was grioning for the
first time in weeks, “That isn’t the
question. What'll the leeman do¥'—
Washington Star.
Misnmomers,
Mrs. Brown-—Our language is foll of
misnomers. For instance, I met a
man once who was a perfect bear, and
they called him a “civil englocer.™
Mrs. Smith—Yes, but that's not so
ridiculous as the man they call “teller”
in a bank. He won't tell you anything.
1 asked one the other day bow much
money my husband had on deposit and
he just laughed at me.-Catholic
Standard and Times, )
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A Wasted Opportunity,
“1 never was 0 insulted in my Lfe™
she exclaimed,
“What did he do?” asked ber dear-
est friend.
“We were all alone and be threat.
ened to kiss me.”