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THE SCRAXTOX TRIBUNE-WEDNESDAY MORNINO, APRIL 1, 1896.
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business. Kmlci-bv refuses tin honor, oil
th Krounil that hf cannot oofTnl to pay
tho ft con 1 1 n nen to its aeroplane. Tim
Mug is Very uiiKry. cih the fee In thi main
thins VnvulwU. and In enrouriigril In hi
lisplt-asnie y 1onl Iliiiiailule. an oll
nmy of Rndcrby'a. Kiul-iiy iK-rslst
n' hi refusal, uml the king thereuium
.'OHlisrates Ills estate. On the Viaji home
Kmlerhy Is warned by mll-t-walker of th
feiiM tu keep away from the king thai
Higlit.
TAUT II.
' Suddenly tho man's words brjtan to
fpeut themselves in Enderby' head:
"Tonight the kins uleens at Sutterby
on tile Wolds. 'Tis well for tliee that
' doost not bide wl' his majesty." Pres
ently a doien vague Ideas begun to
. take fi rm. The man had come to warn
him not to join th klnjr at Hutterby.
There was Homo ldot uirulnst t'hnrlos:
These Btllt-walker-i were tools In
the hands of the king's foes, who were
throwing more powerful every day. Me
would sleep totilRlit. not lit itpilsby. but
at Sutterby! lie was a loyal subject;
no harm that he could prevent should
conirt to the king.
before you come to Sutterl.y on The
Voids, as you travel north to the fen
lund. there Is a combe throuKh which
the highway passes.and a stream which
lias on one side many rocks and bould
ers. U4id on the other a sort of hedge of
trees and shrubs. It was here that the
enemies of the king, that Is, some stilt
walkers, with two dishonorable gentle
men who had suffered from the king's
oppressions, placed themselves to way
lay his mujii ty. I-iml Kipplngdnle had
published it abroad that the king's
route was towards Ilorncastle, but at
Ktlckney by the fens the royal party
neparuted, most of tho com puny pass
ing on to Morjjeastle, while Charles,
Lord ltlpplngdale anil two other cav
aliers Jiroeeeded on a secret Visit to a
gentleman at l.ontli.
It was dark when tne king ami ms
company came to the combe. i.oru
Itippingdale suggested o hisnajesty
that one of the gentlemen should ride
ahead to guard against surprise or am
bush, but the kins laughed, and said
that his shire of Lincoln bred no
brigands, and lie rode on. Me was In the
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FH3HTING OALLAXTLY.
coach with a gentleman beside him. and
Lord Itlppingdale rode upon the right
Almost as the hoofs of the leaders
plunged Into the stream there came the
whinny of a horse from among the
boulders. Alarmed, the coachman
whipped up his team and Lord ltip
pingilale clapped his hand upon his
sword.
Even as he did It two men sprang out
from among the rocks, seized the
horses' heads, nnd a dozen others
iiwarmed round, all masked and armed,
and cnlled upon the king's party to
surrender, and to deliver up their valu
ables, tine rulflnn made to seize the
bridle of Lord Hippingdale's horse, but
my lord's sword came down and
severed the fellow's hand at the wrist.
"Villain:" he shouted, "do you know
whom yon attack?"
For answer, shots rang out; and as
the ktrg's gentlemen gathered close to
the conch to defend him, the king him
eel.'' opened the door and stepped out.
As ho did so a stilt struck him on tin
bead. Its owner had aimed it at Lout
Rippingdale; but as my lord's horse
plunged. It missed him, and struck the
king fair upon the crown of the head
He swuyed, groaned and fell back Into
the open door of the coach. Lord Rip
pingdale was at once beside him, sword
drawn, and lighting: gallantly.
"Scoundrels!" he cried, "will you kill
your king.'
"We will have the money which the
king carries," cried one of his assail
ants. "The price of three knighthoods
and the taxes of two shires we will
have!"
One of the king's gentlemen had fall
en, 'and another was wounded. Lord
Kipplugdale was bard pressed, but In
what seemed, the last extremity of the
king and his party there came a shout
from the other side of the stream:
"Qod save the king! For the king!
For the king: '
A dozen horsemen splashed their way
across the stream, and with swords and
pistols drove through the king's as.
eailants and surrounded his coach. The
rnftlans made an attempt to rally and
resist the onwt, but presently broke
and ran, pursued by. a half-dozen of
Bis majesty's defenders. Five of the
assailants were killed and several were
wounded.
As Lord . litppingdale turned to
Charles to raise him, the coach-door
was opened upon the othef side, a litrht
was thrust In, and over the unconscious
fiody of the king my lord recognized
John Knderby. '
"His majesty" began John Enderby.
"Hls'majesty is better," replied Lord
Itlppingdale, as the king's eyes half
opened. "Vou lead these gentlemen?
This . should bring you a barony, Hir
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John," my lord added, half graciously,
half satirically for the honest truth
f this man's nnture vexed him. tne
king will thank you."
John Knderby wants no reward for
being a loyal subject, my lord," on-
swered Knderby. .
Then with another glance at the
king, in which he knew that his maj
esty was recovered, he took off his
hat. Isiwed. anil, mounting his horse,
rode away without a word.
At Sutterby the gentlemen received
gracious thanks of the king who had
been here delivered from the first act
of violence made against him in his
reign.-
Of the part which Knderby had
played Lord Itlppingdale said no more
to the king than this:
Sir John Knderby was of these gen
tlemen who saved your majesty's life.
Might it not seem to your majesty
that"
Was he of them?" Interrupted the
king kindly: then, all at once, out of
his hurt vanity and narrow self-will,
he added petulantly: "When he hath
paid for the patent of his knlgntnoou.
hen will we welcome him to us, and
make him baron of Knderby."
Xext day when Knderby entered
the great iron gates of the grounds
of Knderby House the bell was ringing
for noon. The house, was long and low,
with a line tower in the center, and two
wings run buck, forming the courtyard.
which would huve been entirely ln-
dosed had the stables moved up to
complete the situate.
When Knderby cume out Into the
broad sweep of grass and lawn. Hanked
or. either side by commendable trees.
the sua shining brightly, the rooks tly-
ng overhead, and the smell of ripe sum
mer In the air, he drew up his horse
and sat looking before him.
'To lose It! To lose it!" he said, and
a frown gathered upon his forehead.
Kven as he looked, the figure of a girl
appeared in the great doorway. Cateh-
ng sight of the horseman, she clapped
her hands and waved them delightedly.
Knilerby's face cleared, as the sun
breaks throueh a mass of clouds and
lightens all the landscape. The slum
brous eyes glowed, the smiare head
came up. In live minutes he had dis
mounted at the great stone steps and
was clasping his daughter in his arms.
'Felicity, my dear daughter!" he
said, tenderly and gravely.
She threw back her head with a gay-
ety which bespoke the bubbling laugh
ter in her heart, and said:
Hooh! to thy solemn voice. Oh,
thou great bPar, dost thou love me
with tears In thine eyes?"
She took his hand and drew hiin In
side the house, where, vlaylng aside his
hat and gloves and sword, they passed
Into the great library.
'Come, now, tell mo all of the places
thou base been to," she said, perching
herself on his armchair.
He told her and she counted them off
one by one upon her fingers.
"That Is ninety miles of travel thou
hast had. What is tho most pleasing
thing thou hast seen?
'It was in Stick ford by the Fen," he
answered, after a perplexed pause.
'There was un old man upon the road
side with his head bowed In his hands.
Some lads were making sport of him,
for he seemed so woe-begone and old.
Two cavaliers of the king came by.
One of theni stopped and drove the lads
away, then going to the old man, he
said: "Friend, what Is thy trouble'."
The old man raised his melancholy face
and answered: 'Aw'm afeared, sir.'
What fear you?" inquired the young
gentleman. 'I fear ma wife, sir," re
plied tho old man. At that the other
cavalier sat hack in lifa saddle and
guffawed merrily. 'Well, Dick,' said he
to hi.i friend, 'that is the worst fear in
this world. Ah, Dick, thou hast never
been married.' 'Why, do you fear your
wife?' asked Dick. 'Aw've been robbed
of ma horse and saddle and twelve
skeins o'wool. Aw'm lost, aw'm ruined
and shall raise ma head nevermore.
To ma wife aw shall ne'er return.' 'Tut
tut, man.' said Dick, 'get back to your
wife. You are master of your own
house, you rule the roost. What is a
wife? A wife a woman. You are n
man. Y'ou are bigger and stronger,
your bones are harder. t!et home and
wear a furious face and batter in the
door and say: "What, ho, thou huzzy!"
Why, num. fear you the wife of your
bosom'." The old man raised his head
"TIIR KlXfi: THE KING!"
and said: 'Tha doost not know ma wife
or tha wouldst not speak like that.'
At thnt Dick laughed and said: 'Fellow,
I do pity thee;' and taking the old man
by the shoulders. h' lifted him on his
own horse and took him to tho vil
lage fair, and there bought him twtlve
skeins of wool and sent lilm on his way
rejoicing, with a horse worth, twenty
times his own."
With her chin In her hands the girl
had listened intently to the story. When
it was finished she said:
"What didst thou say was the gen
tleman's name?"
"His friend called him Dock. He Is n
poor knight, one Sir Klchard Mowbray,
of Leicester, called at court and else
where Happy Dick Mowbray, for they
do say a happier nnd braver heart
never wore the king's uniform." .
"Indeed I should like to know thnt
Sir Itlchnrd Mowbray. And. tell me
now, who is the greatest person thou
hast seen In thy absence?"
"I saw the king at Hoston town."
"The king! The king!" Her eyes
lightened, her hands clnpped merrily.
"What did ho say to thee? Now, now,
there is that lark light In thine eyes
ngaln. I will not have it so!" With
her thumbs she daintily drew down the
eyelids ond opened them again. "There.
that's better. Now what did the king
Bay to tnee r
"He said to me thnt I should be Sir
John Knderby, of Knderby."
"A knight! A knight! He made
thee a. knight?" she asked gayly. She
slipped from his knee and courtesled
before him, then seeing the heaviness
or his look, she added: "Booh Blr John
Enderby, why dost thou look so grave?
Is knighthood so big a burden thou dost
groan unaer it?" . ' .,
l "Coma here, my lass,'' he said gently,
J
Thou art younr. but day by day thy
wisdom grows, and I 'n trust thee.
It is better thou shouldxt know from
my own lips the peril this knighthood
brings, than that trouble should sud
denly fall and thou be unprepared.'
Drawing her clofely to him he told
her the story of his meeting with the
king; of Lord RlpplngdaJe; of th king's
threat to levy upon his estate and to
issue a writ of outlawry against him.
(To be continued.)
JUSTICE'S BALLOON SLEEVES.
Ua Was Sot Gotat to Ba Intti by Aay
body tiattiag Ahead of Hla la Stj la.
From the Chicago News.
Justice IViderwood this morning
brought a mysterious-looking bundle
into the Armary court and hid himself
from view in a side room for several
minutes. When he emerged h closely
resembled one. of those large, super--abundant
moths which flit around a '
gaslight on a summer evening. j
On each arm was a huge blue polka- i
dotted, widely-expanded sleeve, as big !
as the jibboom of the Defender, and :
containing as much air as the tire bal
loon at the siege of Vicksburg. With
these gigantic appendages on his arms
his honor floated to his chair, everybody
getting out of his way to avoid any
chance of mashing the wondrous
Bleeves.
"Kxeuse me, your honor, but what
are those?" asked lawyer Lucas.
"Those?" responded his honor.-"Why,
those ore sleeves. I read in yesterday's
papers that large sleeves were to be
the rule this winter, and I saw at once
that the little ginghams that 1 had been
wearing to keep the ink off my clothes
wouldn't dc. I'm not going to let any
body beat me out on the fashions."
And his honor called time on the first
case, which was that of a tramp who
had been sleeping on the lake front.
The tramp took one look at his hon
or's get-up. and then asked if this wus
the new woman or the bearded lady.
The court lined him and didn't smile
again all day.
I HI IT AH .MMHt lNK.
It Is loo of lli Hleasantcst and Most
Healthful Adjuncts to tha Table.
From the Popular Science Monthly.
Why for ages have people euten apple
sauce with their roast goose and suck
ing p!g? Simply because the acids and
pectnnes In the fruit assist In digest
ing the fats so abundant in this kind of
food. For the same reason at the end
of a heavy dinner we eat our cooked
fruits, and when we want their digest
ive action even more developed we take
them after dinner In their natural, un
cooked state as dessert. In the past
ages Instinct has taught men to do this;
today science tells them why they did
It. and this same science tells us that
fruit should he eaten as an aid to diges
tion of other foods much more than it Is
now. Cultivated fruits, such as apples,
pears, cherries, strawberries, grapes,
etc., contain on analysis very similar
proportions of the same Ingredients,
which are about 1 per cent, of malic and
other adds, and 1 per cent, of flesh
forming albuminoids, with over 8Q per
cent, of water.
Digestion depends upon the action of
pepsin in the stomach upon the food,
which Is greutly aided by the acids of
the' stomach. Fats are digested by
these acids and the bile from the liver.
Now, the acids and pectones in fruit
peculiarly assist the adds of the stom
ach. Only lately even royalty has been
taking lemon juice in tea instead of
sugar, and lemon juice has been pre
scribed . largely by physicians to help
weak digestion, simply because these
acids exist very abundantly in the
lemon.
SLAVE NOW KMPKKSS.
The lowger Empress of China When a
tiirl Was Sold to a l amoni General.
From the St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
There Is no more dramatic story In
the world of fiction than that of the
Dowager Empress of China. She was
the child of poor peasants living In the
suburbs of Canton, and was remarkable
for her beauty and Intelligence. When
her parents were actually starving she
proposed that they should sell her for a
slave. This course wus followed, and
she became the property of a famous
general, who was so delighted with hPr
beauty and wit that he adopted her as
his daughter.
At Pekin she came under the emper
or's notice, and his majesty made the
former slave his wife. So highly did he
value her intelligence that at his death
he left her regent of the empire, and she
Is accredited with administering the af
fairs of state better than almost any of
her"firedecessors. Her views in regard
to the mission question in China are
most sensible. Her majesty thinks that
If the missionaries would interpret the
teachings of Confucius In accordance
with Christian principles they would
have great success among the people.
Hut to tell the Chinese that everything
they have heretofore believed is all
wrong results in Confucian worse con
founded. POK'S PARODY.
f.V parody on "The Haven" the parody
written by lidgar Allen Poe hlmselfhus
just 'been discovered In a collection of Poo
manuscript. It Is owned by a. Hoston
ge.nmnn, and Its authenticity Is un
questioned. It Is printed for the first
time:
Leave us not so dark, uncertain! lift
again the fallen curtain!
Let us once again the mysteries of thnt
'humi'tod room explore!
Hear once more thnt friend Infernal that
Hi .Un visitor Isle) nocturnal.
Earneartly we long to learn all that befalls
lmt bird of yore.
Oh, then, tell us something morel
Doth Ms shade thy floor still darken?
dost thou still despairing hearken
To that deep sepulchral utterance like the
oracles of yore?
In the same iplaee Is he sitting? Does he
give no sign of quitting?
Is he conscious or unwitting when he an
swers ' nevermore?
Tell me truly, 1 Implore!
Knows he not the littlenesses that poor
human nature presses?
Knows he never need of slumber fainting
forces to restore?
Stoops he not to eating drinking? Is he
never caught In winking
When his demon eyes lire sinking deep
Into thy bosom's core?
Tell me this, if nothing more!
Is he, after all, so evil? Is it fair to call
him "devil?"
Did he not give friendly answer when thy
speech friends' meaning bore?
When 'thy sad tones were revealing all the
lonenesa o'er thee staallng.
Did he not, with fellow-Heeling, vow to
leave thee nevermore?
Keeps he not that oath he swore?
He, too, may be vainly praying vainly
earnestly essaying
To forget some matchless mate beloved
yet lost for evermore.
He tin iti dunned a suit of mourning, and
all earthly comforts scorning,
Broods alone from night till morning. By
the (memories of lenore,
Oh, renounce lilm nevermore!
Though he be a sable brother, treat him
kindly us another!
Ah, perhps the world has scorned him
for Hit luekles hue he wore
No such narrow prejudices, tan he know
whom love possesses.
Whom one t purk of freedom blesses, Do,
not rpurn. from thy door.
Lest hove enter nevermore!
Not a bird of. evil presage, happily he
some message
From that munh-inourned matchless mai
denfrom that loved and lost Ignore.
In a pilgrim's garb disguised, angels are
but seldom prised.
Of this fact at length advised, were it
strange If he foreswore
The false world for evermore?
Oht then : Ill-starred midnight ranger!
dark, forlorn, mysterious stranger,
'WIMered wanderer from the eternal
lightning on Time's stormy shore,
Tell us of that world of wonder of that
famed, unfolding yonder.
Rend oh, rend the veil asunder) Let our
doubts and fears be o'er!
Doth he answer "Nevermore?"
SOES O! SUTESflEH
Himorois licidcits ii the Careers
of Pamoas Met.
VEST AND A BOARDING HOUSE
Reasoaa Which Fiaalljr lajilM Ufa
to Seek Oaartars Saw - Stawart
aaa the Prlaoa-Saaator Tllra
Prartr-Oaa oa Jeasa Jai
From the Times-Herald. (
"When I first came to Washington."
said Senator Vest. "I was entirely un
acquaiuted and didn't even know my
way about the city. About all I did
know in Washington was Joe Black
burn, of Kentucky. 1 Ml that I
might rely on Blackburn and the first
day 1 was there I hunted up the Ken
tucky senator and placed myself In his
bends as a sacrad trust to find me a
boarding house.
"'Why certainly. said Blackburn,
'come right along with me to my board
ing house. It's a splendid place and
near at hand, too. Klght here on F
street.'
"Well. Blackburn and I didn't go to
the boarding house right off. In fact,
we didn't get around to the caravan
ssrie in question until about 10 o'clock
at night. It was dark and I had no op
portunity to study the outward evi
dences of my proposed home. All I
knew was that Blackburn lived there,
and that convinced me that it must be
elegant and sumptuous and every
thing else that a gentleman and a
senator could wish for.
" Come right in,' aald Blackburn,
'you'll fel In a week aa If you were in
your own home.'
"Then he led me up a pair of stairs
and 1 saw that whatever the boarding
house was, It at least was in a store
buildlujr.
"The next morning I arose and after
paying the landlady lor a month in ad
vance 1 walked out on the street. I
found with some accession of gloom
that the lower floor, that. Is the store
floor of the block, was an undertaking
establishment, and that right under me
for my room wus on the second floor
was as elegant un assortment of cof
fins as any dead man could ask.
"That night when I was alone in my
room 1 got to thinking of those cofllns
under me and every night after that
while I stayed my mind would revert
to the undertaking business down in
the room below, and I must admit
that my reflections in no wise bright
ened the Joys of our boarding house.
"The undertaking business didn't
serve to depress Blackburn coffins had
no terrors for him, and be didn't care
any more about a corpse than he did
about a cold. But mine was a differ
ent case. Those coffins preyed on me,
I felt lonesome and homesick enough
without them, and at the end of two
weeks I had fully made up my mind
to get out at the end of my month and
hunt a new place for myself. I was
getting the worst of the boarding
house, anyhow; Blackburn wan get
ting fat and 1 was getting the bones
right along.
' Jt was on Sunday night at the end
of my second week and I was Bitting
alone in my room, folorn and sorrow
ful, and brooding over that stock of
burial cases Just tinder my feet, when
in came a young friend of mine from
Missouri, He had been in Washing
ton several years, however, and work
ed in one of the departments. He was
a light, easy talker, and had begun to
cheer me up a little, when he suddenly
looked about the room with a bird
like air and remarked:
" 'Your room here is very familiar to
me, senator. I used to be up here
quite often.'
" 'How was that?' I asked.
" 'Why,' went' on my young friend,
'this room used to belong to Jones.
Yc.u knew Jones younr Jones of Se-
dalia used to work here In the war de
partment. Committed suicide, and all
that. Yes indeed, committed suicide
right here in this very room,'
"My horror began to recur twofold.
My interesting young friend gabbled
on.
" 'Certainly, I came un here one
night and lights were burning: the door
was ajar, but no one answered when I
rapped. After rapping a while I push
ed along In. Here was Jones hanging
by the neck to that chandelier. Yes
Indeed, cold dead. We cut him down
I remember the Incident clearly, and
how his head rested on that figure on
the carpet.
"It was at this point I Interrupted
him. I told him I had business to
transact with my landlady. I called
that good woman, and simply told her
that she might send my trunk the next
day to an address I would mail her.
As for myself, I would change my
boarding house that night, and t did.
To live over a coffin factory, and In the
actual room of a suicide, was more
than my nerve could bear.
STF.WART AND THE PRINCE. .
"Governor Stewart." said Represent
atlve Hatch, one day toward the close
of last session, "was, when I was a
boy, one of the greatest characters In
Missouri. He was the brightest and
best of the political talkers of the day,
and on the stump nobody was a match
for Stewart. He was governor of the
state when the prince of Wales, as a
boy. visited this country, and there Is
a story often told of how Sate watt at the
reception in St. Louis given in honor of
the Prince of Wales, became exuberant
ly happy.. In those days everybody
drank, and so far from being any ex
oeption. Governor Stewart rather em
phaslzed the rule. They had gotten
up a grand ball In St. Louis In honor of
the prince, and Governor Stewart at
tended to add grace and glory to the
occasion,. The opening of the festivl
ties found Stewart and the nrlnce on
a raised platform at one side of the
hall, while the valor and beautv of St
Louis and the regions' round about
swept by in brilliant procession. Both
Stewart and the prince had not for
gotten to take an occasional drink, and
both were feeling good the governor
especially so. At one crisis Stewart's
admiration of the scene, as well as his
entire satisfaction with his own post
tion as governor of the stute. was ei
denced by his suddenly bestowing upon
his royal back, which almost knocked
him off the platform Into the midst of
the festivities.
" 'Piinee,' remarked Stewart,' hilar
iously, 'don't you wish you were gov
ernor of Missouri?'
"The prince said he did, and It in
no wise umasted Stewart.
"Ab I have remarked," . continued
nepresemuuve liatcli. "men did
great deal of drinking in the duys of
Governor Stewart. During one of
Stewart s campaign he had entered
upon a series of Joint debates with his
opponent, and being a much better de
bater and more brilliant orator than
the enemy, he was getting awav with
him. I was a boy In Hannibal at the
time. I recollect how the opposition of
my town put up a Job on Stewart
which they thought would save their
cundldute from annihilation at his
hands when they met In Hannibal
They picked out three of the best
drinkers in town, all of whom were uc
qualntances of Stewart. Their mission
was to be at the. hotel In the morning
anu meet mewan as soon as ne got in.
Of course they would drink. They
were to Keep on urinaing, ana as Stew
art was never known to decline a llhn
tion nor set down a glass which wasn't
empty, tney arguea mat by l o'clock.
the hour set for the joint debate, the
dangerous Stewart would be drowned
In drink. Well, the Hannibal drinking
committee met oiewart an rignt, and
they dranx unoeasingiy, But unfor.
tunatlt'"Uv,-r''ruui of Btewart'a op
position, when it Ml tfSO. two of the
committee were helpless in a back
room o the hoteL while the spectacle
as presented of Stewart tenderly as
sisting the third to his own mom.
where he was to be safe until Stewart
returned front the meeting. This gen
tleman was aa especial friend of Stew
artat least ao Stewart said ana he
wanted to continue hia visit with him
when he get through talking. Btew
art'a opponent had the first hour at the
meeting, and talked from 1 o clock un
til 1 Stewart aat there on the plat
form aa rigid and decorous as a Judge.
When it came his turn at 3 o'clock he
was never in better shape to make a
speech in life, and he simply tore the
opposition to pieces. The plot failed.
and Stewart was triumphantly elect
ed." JESSE JAMES' SON.
'There was a curious little par In
the history of Jesse James, or rather
that of his family." said Kepresenta
tive Hall, of Missouri, whtyi the for
mer was recently In this city, "which
wss never written. Governor Critten
den, now consul general to Mexico, was
chief executive of Missouri at the time
the redoubtable Jesse James was killed.
Bob Ford, who shot Jesse and after
ward plead guilty to a charge of mur
der In the first degree and was sen
tenced to be hanged by the St.' Joe
court, was immediately pardoned by
Governor Crittenden. This, of course.
was by agreement made long before to
cover just such a contingency and ex
cited neither surprise nor comment at
the time. Why did Ford plead guilty ?
Because he wanted a record of once in
jeopardy as a bar to any future Indict
ments which might have been pre
ferred, after Crittenden had ceased to
be governor, and when a chief execu
tive might nut have been so prompt
with hia pardon. , 4
"But about the curious page In the
James history to which 1 referred:
Jesse James had a son about 13. years
old. After Crittenden had ceased to
be governor he opened law offices In
Kansas City. After organising for
business he needed an ottice boy and
put an advertisement In one of the local
papers. In response a Well uresseu,
handsome, Intelligent boy put In an ap
pearance. There had been a score of
responses, WK Governor Crittenden
was much attracted to this particular
buy. After talking with him a bit
Governor Crittenden decided to em
ploy him. The boy suld he lived on
Seventeenth street In Kansas City with
his mother, who was a widow.
"What Is your name? asked Gov
ernor Crittenden.
"James," replied the boy.
'At that point somebody came In to
distract Crittenden's attention, and he
simply adopted the boy Into his busi
ness without further Inquiry. The boy
turned out to be a very energetic and
valuable youth, and the governor was
delighted with his choice. He sup
posed all the time that the' name
'James' given him by the boy was his
first name. At the end of a week Gov
ernor Crittenden had occasion to draw
a check for his ottice boy'a salary.
' 'What did you say your last name
was? asked Governor Crittenden, as
he dipped his pen In the ink bottle.
"James.' replied ttie boy.
' 'Is that your last name?'' inquired
Crittenden.
' 'Yes.'
"Well, what Is your first name,
then,' asked the executive, somewhat
surprised. '
' 'Jesse.' answered the boy. 'My
name Is Jesse James.'
"To say that Crittenden was aston
ished would be a mild way to tell It.
He began an inquiry into hla office
boy's antecedents, which developed the
fact that he was the oldest son of the
dead outlaw and bore his father's
name. No, there was no plot In it. The
whole thing was one of those accidents
which now and then astonish men. It
did not seem strange that the office boy
whom Crittenden selected, as it were,
In the dark, should be the son of that
celebrated robber, whose bloody tak
ing off the energy of Crittenden had
brought about. No, Crittenden didn't
keep the boy, but he did what was bet
ter still. He hunted him up a situa
tion where he got a better chance to
expand and received twice as much
salary."
SENATOR TELLER'S PRAYER.
It was many years ago In Gilpin
county, Colorado, so the story ran, and
Senator Teller, not senator then, was a
leading citizen of those parts. It was
lit the earlier days of the Colorado sil
ver excitement. Mining operations
were going on up every hillside and
along every gulch. Teller was In the
thick of It. While there was a great
dial of silver mining there wasn't much
law, but the denizens of those regions
were a very earnest set and maintained
reasonable order and a degree of safety
to both life -and property by- that
prompt .method of justice known as
lynch law. - One day a Mexican was
caught robbing the sluice boxes. It
was not the first time this Mexican had
betrayed this sluice box weakness. In
fact, he had a very bad record in Gil
pin county and the public had long before-come
to a conclusion that : the
world would be better off without htm.
So, taken as he was In the very act. it
was readily decided to be the proper
thing to hang him. Teller took a prom
inent part In the debate which preced
ed the Mexican's stringing up. He said
be , very much regretted the stern
necessity which suggested the suspen
sion of this Me xicun, but like the rest
he was vigorously in favor, of it. lie
saw no safety in anything less. To let
him go was to-encourage others of the
sort,- and these sluice box depredations-were
certain to finally lead to
killing In which honest men might get
the worst of It; So a rope was brought ,
and arrangement's were made for chok
ing the lite out or the Mexican. A
plnon tree nicely arranged for a -gallows
was selected and everything was
made ready to -shove, the .robber Into
eternity. At this crisis Teller, who was
a man of profound religious convic
tions, called-a halt in the proceedings
to give the condemned man a chance to
pray. The Mexican declined to avail
himself of this advantage, so Teller of
fered tip a prayer In his place. It was
a very honest petition, and Teller ask
ed forgiveness for the Mexlcun from on
high, ami urged that all punishment
In his case hereafter might be averted.
Then they swung lilm off. After the
lynching Tom Uowen, who was pres
ent, und who wus afterward in con
gress from Colorado, went up to the
coming senator and said:
"Old man, that was a great prayer
you put tip. Tluvt Mexican ought to
have felt flattered and would If he had
understood ou. I couldn't help but
think, however, that there was a cer
tain amount of sarcasm In it, It struck
me that you displayed a fashion of ef
frontery In urging the admission to
neaven or a Mexican whom you had al
ready condemned as not good enough
for Gilpin county, Colorado."
NOTII1NO TO SAY.
A lover once pondered an amorous plea
For many a day;
Resolved that the tale of his passion
xhouUI be
Told In a neat way.
The tenderest terms of Mie language lie
sought,
And conned them till all were arranged
as ttiey ought
To be, "I know what I'll say!" so he
thought.
"Oh, what will she say?"
But, strangely enough, when ihe knelt by
her side
' It chanced to 'befall
That none of the .eloquent speeches he
tried
' Would come at his call.
His cowardly tongue could say little, nt
ibest, i
But his brave eye aald much, while a kiss
said tha rest;
And she she only hid her face In his
: breast,
Baylnc nothing at all. , Truth.
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