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Turning her pony to ride back toward the fort, she noted the rapid approach of a cavalryman, and when he drew near enough to be recognizable a smile of pleasure unseated the frown which was enthroned on her face. "Why, what a surprise," she cried, as he 'ode up and raised his cap. "Thl« is the first time I have met you since— since—the last time." "Since mv release from confinement, you would say, Miss Sanford. Do not feel the least delicacy in referring to that experience, for I assure you that aside from a regret that I violated a military rule, my conscience is entirely clear when I review my late trouble with—your friend." "My friend! Mr. Thornton, Lieut. Vandever is not a friend of mine. Why, I have just forbidden him to ever speak to me again. His unmanly ac tion toward yourself and certain traits of his character with which 1 had pre viously become acquainted entirely de stroyed any feeling of esteem I might have entertained toward him, and his action of few moments ago have caused me to hate aud detest him. I tolerated his society for a time to-day through a sense of the respect due his rank, and he took advantage of that toleration to make himself very offensive to me." "I sincerely beg your pardon," he re plied. "But I came to you on a mis sion. That slowly moving object you see a mile away is your good father, who bade me overtake you and say to you that if you desired a handsome es cort you should wait for him." "O, poor dear papa, has he been chas ing me? Let us ride toward him, Mr. M' ■ ' '^=a« THEY STARTED At.ONO THE RACK TRAIL. Thornton, and he may thank you for catching the truant and returning her to him." The}' started along the back trail, and after a few moments' silence the soldier said: "Will you pardon me, Miss Sanford, when I tell you that this unexpected meeting has lifted from my soul a dark, depressing cloud. I had brought my self to beiieve that you had purposely abandoned your rides down the river to avoid me, that on serious reflection you had. and properly, too, come to look upon the friendship of a private soldier as beneath your standing in militarj- life, and that our pleasant in tercourse had reached an abrupt termi nation. While fully appreciating the propriety of your action. I will frankly confess that the seeming loss of the one bright ray of sunshine which had come into my soldier life deeply pained me. Your cordial greeting of a few moments ago has dispelled that cloud, and I am led to hope that we will continue to be friends." Turning her clear eyes full upon his face, in low, musical tones, she replied: "Mr. Thornton, you are a man of wise judgment, and one who can fully appreciate the proprieties of life. Please allow your better judgment to rule and do not be offended at what I am going to say. I have, as you sur mised. purposely avoided meeting you as I once did. If you will try to fully understand me I will frankly explain my position. To our little world here you are known but as a private soldier in tho ranks, on the same footing with your comrades." "Yes, but you know —" "Pardon me a moment. I know what others do not. Knowing you but as a private soldier, what would be the ver dict of the official circles were it to be come a matter of gossip that the daughter of the commanding officer was in the habit of meeting you on terms of social equality? It would be looked upon almost as a crime by those who regard the social barrier between official circles and the ranks as im pregnable. Now, my friend, with all candor I will say to you that I hold Mr. Edward Thornton in the highest es teem and feel honored with his friend ship. 1 believe him to be my equal in everything that goes to make up true manhood and womanhood, and entire ly worthy of my highest regard. But as long as he is unfortunately com pelled to move in a sphere of life be neath that in which I am placed I must not allow my regard for the gentleman to overstep the line drawn by the hand of propriety and myself descend to his temporary level. I think I have cor rectly interpreted your nature, my good friend, and I believe you would suffer any personal disappointment cheerfully rather than in tho least degree compromise myself or draw upon me the rebuke of my friends. Do you not think it best that we should see less of each other?" "Miss Sanford," he replied, "I fully appreciate the stand you have taken, and your action increases my regard for you. It has occurred to me at times that by evincing a friendship for one far beneath } r ou in the social scale you might be chided by your friends for disregarding the rules of military etiquette. I would suffer as keenly as yourself were you to be in the least compromised by your association with me. Am I to understand, then, that the meetings which have afforded me so much pleasure are to be discon tinued?" "Not altogether. I trust we may meet at times and that we will remain good friends. The day will come, Mr. Thornton, perhaps sooner than we ex pect, when you will cast aside your soldier character and reenter your proper sphere in life, and when it does come I hope to yet be numbered among your friendf I will at times be pleased to sec your sketches, and, believe me, though propriety demands a less dis play of friendship, I yet hold you in the highest esteem and will do all I consistently can to lighten the load you bear. But we are nearing papa. Villi you sketch to-morrow? I think I will take a ride down the Mesa trail." "I will, Miss Sanford, at my old roc^c seat. Before we part 1 must express my thanks and gratitude to you for this conversation. My heart will be lighter, for, though I may but seldom see you, I will feel that you are my friend. Hod bless you.'" "Thank you, Mr. Thornton. Why, how pleasantly papa is smiling. That means a good-natured scolding for me." "Aha! you little truant," the colonel cried. "Your tastes are very eccentric, I must say. Miss Sunshine. You run away from your old ogre of a father to accept the attentionsof a young officer, then discard him for a private soldier of better looks and, damme, I must say, more soldierly bearing. I thought you would never get to me, you rode so slowly with your new escort." "O, papa, my poor pony was so tired I could not push him. This is Private Brown, the young artist of whom I told you." "Private Brown, eh? Oho! I see it now. This is the young man who was recently brought to my attention through the proceedings of a court martial, and I can understand why Vandever cut and run when ho saw him approaching. He feared the man's temper might again lose step, and the dose be repeated. Kh, Sunshine?" "0, no, papa. Mr. Vandever did not know the young man was approaching us. He chose to return to the fort by another route, that is all." "That's all, «h? Well, you don't know whether he saw him or not. I am inclined to think he did. But now for home. This insatiable, unrea sonable, tyrannical appetite of mine demands immediate attention. I thank you, Brown, for the trouble I put you to in chasing this runa way. Yon can go your own way now. Gome, daugh ter." "Instead of being a trouble, sir, I as sure you it was a pleasure to be able to serve you in even so slight a manner." Brown saluted the officer, raised his cap to Alice and galloped away toward the fort. "Why, how infernally courteous the fellow is!" said the colonel, gazing after the retreating figure with admir ing eyes. "And how soldierly his bear ing. He's a handsome dog, too. See how he sits on that horse, daughter— bow like a knight of old he poses in the saddle. I believe Colby told me he had him booked for promotion, and by Jupiter I'll see that he doesn't forget it. A pleasure to be able to serve me, eh? I like that. No wonder he knocked that popinjay off his dainty feet." "And Capt. Colby says he distin guished himself in several actions with the Indians, papa." "Distinguished himself? Of course he did. My experienced old eyes can not be fooled. Sunshine, and they see a soldier in that man—a soldier who will do a duty when he sees it. There, his cap has fallen off. Now watch him. See that mount? Precise! Precise! Sol dierly in every move, just as I mounted in my younger days. Now, damme, I need a step-ladder and a horse that will stand as solid as the Rock of Ages until I get a firm seat in the saddle." Alice's face glowed with much pleas ure to hear her father bestow such praises upon her hero. Thinking the opportunity a favorable one to yet fur ther advance him in the estimation of the colonel she said: "And don't you remember, papa, he is the man I told you of who was an honored, respectable gentleman in civil life, and who was induced to enlist while in an irresponsible condition." "I recall some such story, but the army's full of martyrs, who all have fairy stories to tell. You mustn't listen to them. Sunshine." "But if his story should prove to be true, papa, could not his discharge be secured?" "Discharge such a man as that? Not by a jug full. We need more such men when soldier material is so scarce. We can't spare a good soldier in these days, my dear. Did the fellow ask you to plead for his discharge?" "No, papa. On the contrary he said he regarded his present condition as a deserved punishment for wrong doing in allowing himself to drink until irre sponsible for his acts, and that he would manfully serve his time and do his duty as a soldier to the very best of his ability." "Tut, tut. All moonshine. If he does not desire a discharge why do you ask if one could be secured?" "Because I feel that it is unjust to compel such a man to live a life of servitude in the ranks when he would be such a useful member of society, and I thought if there were a possibility of securing his release I would broach the subject to him and might gain his consent to be restored to his friends. I'm sure he has been punished enough, papa." "You allow your sympathies to kick your judgment into girlie. The fellow has been amusing himself telling you a cock- and bull story, and were you to go to him and hand him a discharge he would laugh at you and refuse to accept it. Pay no attention to such cliuff, daughter. Damme, I like the fellow's appearance, though, and I'll see Colby and give him a hint that there is good uon-commissioned timber there." The father directed the conversation into other chanticls, but Alice felt very happy over the assurance that he had a feeling of real admiration for the young soldier and might in future de velop a warm interest in him. CHAPTER XII. The following afternoon Alice rode down the mesa trail and her heart throbbed with pleasure when she noted that Brown sat in his accustomed place, his sketch book on his knee. She approached him with a smiling face and extended her hand when he rose to greet her. "Worshiping at the shrine of art, as usual," she said, as he assisted her to dismount. "And what study have you chosen to-day? But before we discuss your picture I have something very pleasant to tell you. Papa thinks you a model soldier." "He does? Well, it is indeed pleas ant to receive a compliment from such a source. So you discussed me after I left you yesterday?" Alice told him all that had been said, excepting the references to his dis charge from the service. "It will be hard to convince the colonel of the truth of my story. I did not know that you had made him ac quainted with the circumstances of my enlistment." "Oh, didn't I tell you? Well, I told him, or, rather, started to tell him, once, but he scouted at the idea and bade me not listen to such stories from the soldiers." "lie will not always laugh at it," Brown replied, with a tingle of resent ment in his voice. "The day will come when he will believe in me, and— But let us discuss some other matter. I have something very serious to say to you to-ilay, Miss Sauford. and I trust you will bear me through itciorc ccin deming me. I have given the matter most serious thought, and hare deter mined to pursue the only manly course my judgment presents. In justice to you, in justice to myself, in obedience to the promptings of manhood, I have determined to unbosom my soul to you, and for the moment may I ask you to forget that you are listening to the words of a private soldier and look upon me as Edward Thornton, a man of whose friendship you have no cause to feel ashamed. "Miss Sanford, I speak to"you now as one who feels that he is your equal in life, as nearly as man can equal tha beautiful womanly flowers which God in His goodness sends to gladden the world. Since my first meeting with you on this, to me, sacred spot the knowledge that you have been my friend has flooded my life with purest sunshine. I had grown to look for your coming with a yearning which I could scarcely understand, and I could feel my soul go out in gladness to you at your approach, and when, after the unfortunate affair which shut me from your presence for a time, I returned here day after day and you came not, my heart was troubled and my life seemed cast into impenetrable gloom. Yesterday your welcoming smile dispelled the clouds, and I left your side my heart dancing with res urrected joy. In my blanket bed last night I reviewed the happy honrs I had spent in your society, and as the de tails of our meetings grouped them selves in a beautiful picture in my brain I determined that aaother sun should not set before I had laid bare my heart to you. "Miss Sanford, if I have been nour ishing a false hope in my bosom I should know it ere that hope has so firmly taken root that it would wound me almost to the death to pluck it out and cast it away. Day by day, as the tender, creeping vine entwines itself more closely about the supporting oak, a feeling of affection for you has grown in my heart, an*d reason and manhood tell me that should it be rooting there only to wither and die beneath the blighting frost of disappointment it should be killed in its weaker life. My friend, were I but an ordinary soldier with no fair prospects in the life be fore me 1 would not insult you by ask ing you to listen to such a confession, but as I will some day step from the ranks into an honored place among my fellow men. as. on the burial fr >m sight of Private Brown the humble soldier, Mr. Edward Thornton the gentleman will be resurrected. I feel that I do not in the least encroach upon the lines of propriety by what I am going to ask you. My little, my valued friend, the 1 I of affection now growing in my 1 . ist is fast bursting Into the full "PAPA THINKS VOU ARE A MODEL SOL -. DIER." blown flower of radiant love, and I must ask you if when I am restored to the world and can lay before you every proof that I am a man worthy of you, I may hope to win your love and some day ask you to be my wife?" Alice was trembling as a leaf shaken by the wind, and tears coursed down her cheeks. In a voice all broken with deep emotion, she replied: "Mr. Thornton, I —l—this is so unex pected. I don't know 'what to say to you. I believe in you. I believe you are sincere in all you say, and that you are actuated only by the purest mo tives. I have learned to think very highly of you. You have awakened in my heart a feeling 1 new to me, but O, I should not listen to you now. Give me time to think. My brain is whirling with this strange revelation. Mr. Thornton, I—I —do respect you above all men. I feel toward you as I never before felt toward a man. You seem very near and—and—dear to me, and— 0, I cannot tell you what I feel. I cannot express my thoughts." He gently took one of her hands and holding it between both of his own, said to her: "Miss Sanford—Alice. I believe I hold a warm place in your purest of woman ly hearts, and the belief floods my soul with a joy almost boundless. Just a word from your lips, just one little word telling ine I may hope some day in the future to win you. and my sol ditr life will pass as but a drcum from which I will awaken into a heaven of joy and rapture. \ r ill you give me this hope. Alice?" "O, Mr. Thornton. I can no longer stifle 'lie words which 'rise from my heart. I ilo love you; I have lonff loved you. and have nightly prayed to my Father in Heaven that the social barrier between us might melt away that 1 might not so fear my love was hopeless. Yes, my king among men, you may hope, and when you are restored to the world I will be as proud to proclaim your love for me as I am now proud tc possess it." lie would fain have clasped her to his breast, but prudence forbade any dem onstration of love in so public a place, and with the bells of joy ringing in every tone of his manly voice, he said: "May Heaven bless you, my dear girl, for that assurance. It will be the guid ing star to lead me from this bondage to the freedom of independence. I have dared to paint the most glowing mental pictures of our future, for I have long felt that you would some day come into my life and reifrn as queen over my heart and home. Your father "WILL YOU GIVE ME THIS HOPE, ALICE?" is growing old, my dear one, and will no doubt soon be satisfied with the proud distinction he has won by life long service of his country, and will seek retirement that he may pass the evening of his life in peace and quie tude. I will be able to lay wealth a.t your feet, and in a lovely home some where, with that good old man as our - especial care, we will live surrounded by a halo of love which no clouds can ever dim. Is not the picture a pleasant oue to contemplate?" "Beautiful! Beautiful!" she replied her face glowing with the new joy which tilled her heart, "ami I pray the dear Lord that no cruel bl •» may fall to crush our hop* - Will you ur.t now use every endeavor to secure y-itir dis charge from the service?" "Vou must be p::' °ent. ik#r one. I must have time to T ' 11:»t; what is liest to be done. And now \li we l>oth have a part to play. It iai:--t never be known that a word of love has been spoken between us. 1 fully r( alize your position, and kn >w but too well tho reproach which would be cast upon you were k •» become known that you had placed your • - upon a pri vate in the ranks, and v.c . * fuard well our secret until I can come for ward as a man and claim the dearest prize (rod ever held within the reach of lover's eager hand. Take one as surance to your heart, my darling. I will never claim that prize until I can do so as one who stands your equal in social life, and who can face your fa ther as man toman and ask him for the priceless treasure he so dearly loves." "O, I fear I can never hide my love." she replied in tremulous voice. "When I see vou my eyes will tell the story plainly as words, and when I address you in the presence of others my voice will proclaim that which prudence bids me conceal. I will be very happy, Edward, yet very iinpatient for the day of your deliverance to come. Will you not try to ha.-ten it?" "Yes. Alice, I will. After a day or two when I have had time to fully formulate my plans I will write to my aunt, and the dear old soul will follow any suggestion I may make looking to my release. It will not be long ere I ean claim my —my—little—wife." Her breast was filled with a strange rapture, and a smile of radiant joy lit up her fresh j-ounj? face. For more than an hour they sat there upon the rock lost in a blissful dream of love, he painting bright pictures of n future alight with roseate happiness, she drinking in his every word with rapturous delight. The sun slowly sank behind the San Mateo peaks, flashing back great showers of golden light to tinge the fleecy clouds with rare colorings of transparent loveli ness. More and more brilliant jrrew the radiant colors as the great orb of day withdrew its face from the grand panorama of plain and mountain, until the whole western skies hung as a golden canopy al>ove the mighty range. The lovers sat and gazed upon the wondrous pietu* in blissful silence un til Alice softly whispered: "It is an omen of good, my beloved. A forecast of our future when our mar ital skies shall ke ever tinged with golden radiance from the never setting sun of love." [TO BE COSTCJtTED.J Ills Brutality. "On what ground do you expect to base your suit for a divorce?" asked the lawyer. "On the ground of extreme and re peated cruelty," replied Mrs. Gadabout. "Y r ou will pardon me. madam." re joined the attorney, "for suggesting that there may be some difficulty in es tablishing a charge of that kind to the satisfaction of the court." "Why so?" "Why—why, you are rather robust, you know, and your husband is consid erably below the average in point of stature." "I didn't mean that he'd been cruel to me," said Mrs. Gadaltout, beginning to sob. "It's his er-er-cruelty to Fido!" —Chicago Tribune. Weeks vs. Years. He (five weeks after marriage)—l have brought you a birthday present, my angvl a diamond necklace, which, however, will pale before the bright ness of j'our eyes. He (five years after marriage)—l have brought you a birthday present—an ash-receiver. She —But, my dear. I do not smoke cigars. He —X-o, but if you have an ash-re ceiver for me to put my cigar ashes in, it will save you the trouble of sweeping them up, you know. —N. Y. Weekly. Johnny's Coaiptete.l Simile. "Next boy," exclaimed the teacher. "Can you give a simile for the word 'maiden?'" "Yes'm." responded Johnny Sum mers. "A maiden is like cider." "Very good. Johnny. You see, boys," explained the teacher, who is a lady of uncertain age and irascible disposi tion, "Johnny means that a maiden is sweet." "Yes," broke in Johnny, "and grows sour with old age."—Philadelphia Call. Horrid War. The king of Dahomey frowned. "I don't care to be barbarous," he de clared, "but if the enemy doesn't quit using poisoned bullets I'll turn each of my Amazons loose with a horse and buggy." Those present who had seen women driving trembled, and hoped that the monarch might never put his threat into execution. —Detroit Tribune. Deadened. Parke —What a terrible storm we had last night. Lane —Did we? Parke —Great Scott! didn't you hear it? Lane —Xo. My baby had the colic. — Life. Buds of Promise. Tommy Sixyearold —I'm going to be a train robber when I get bigger. Tommy's Sister —What are you going to sell? Candy and fruit, and books and cigars and things like that? —Detroit Free Press. A Fitting: Reception. Mrs. Suburb—Dora! Dora! Daughter—Yes. ma. Mrs. Suburb—Run to the piano and play: "Hail to the Chief." Here comes the new girl.—X. Y. Weekly. A Large Contract. Father (to daughter's suitor) Can you support a family? Suitor —Yes, I think so. Father —Well, you must remember that there are ten of us.—Christmas Judge. Love's Paradox. If we couid meet the first girl Who heard us breathe love's vow She'd probably be the last girl Who'd hear us breathe It now —Life. TALK OP THE TKADK. / Scissor Grinder —How is business? Rag Man—Picking up. How is yours? Scissor Grinder— Pretty dull. —St. Louis Republic. The Girl on the lilcycle. Oh! Maiden on the «iicei. rejoice. For truth I'. is to tell— Wbo makes of you his v. Ming choice Must surely luvc you well: And brave, Indeed. is he who durst. i For be has seen you at your wjr»t. —il S>. BrKU'e#, In Puck. Pi/?::':.' ' v § 4# <9 - - CHEAP SHRIT.'KLER. A C ontr|r*tnco lor l orn .Jiu.c Spraying *nd Cultivating;. Any water-ti;,'ht keg or vessel hold ing fifteen or twenty gallons, says George 11 Scott in the Ohio Farmer, will answer every purpose for holding the liquid poison, and any old hose that is water tight will do for a con ductor. reachin ; from the uuder side of the cask—or the end, if there Is any danger of scdimeut gathering in the sprinkler— to the inside of the right hand gang, there attached in proper A CUEAI' SPRINKLER. position to cover the potato vine, while the cultivator is doing the work, which is really accomplished by the operator using his judgment A sprinkler made of copper, not more than an inch in diameter, perforated with numerous holes that will barely throw a stream larger than a fine spray, should l»e used. There is utility in this convenience that any farmer who owns a two borse cultivator can appreciate when he can cultivate and put on a good dose of poison at the same time. We have not tried to use the Bordeaux mixture through this copvwiience, presuming it would clog, but such a contrivance with a light force pmmp attached, similar to - a knupsaclc sprayer, and pumped by a boy walk ing atone side with a hand grip reach ing to the pump handle. Would be made cheaper and more easily managed than carrying the bulk of poisoned water necessary to go over ten or more acres of potatoes. ORCHARD AND GARDEN. TOBACCO water will destroy buifsand worms in rosebushes. SALT sprinkled on the ground around them is good for quince trees. NEVER apply coarse, fresh manure close around the steins of the trees. Is the orcharJ, as elsewhere, do not try to spread over too much ground. THE plum does best when planted closely, twelve to fifteen feet being ar good distance. RHUBARB plants can now be covered with manure and the covering be left on nntil spring. ALL roots, such as beets, parsnips, etc.. will keep fresh all winter if packed in sand in the cellar. BY banking up all fall-planted trees Injury from the heaving during the winter may be largely prevented. AHT attempt to change the form of a tree after it commences to bear is almost certain to damage the tree seri ously. GRAPES in open ground that are pruned in the fall should be laid down and kept down by weighting to hold them in place. MULCHING greatly assists in pro tecting strawberry plants during the winter. It should be applied as soon as the ground freezes. Is the fall is a R-ood time to plant rows of evergreens in such positions that they will shelter the orchards and buildings from cold winds. REPOTTING of plants becomes neces sary at intervals for two reasons, namely, the plant uses up the availa ble fertility In the soil and fills the jjot with roots. SOOT-WATER is a safe and efficient fertilizer for all kinds of plants grow ing in pots. Generally, the better plan Is to put soot in water and use it in watering 1 the plants. TRAINING GRAPE VINES. A System Said to Ho Superior to Old- Tashloned Methods. Our system of training here illus trated has superseded all other meth ods in this vicinity. If the vines when in thrifty growing condition are as- AC, i ~*\f nci . j| r ,, j| sisted to loop around the nick at the top of stakes, they are more securely fastened than is usually done with twine. Once tied they are permanent ly fastened until the stakes are re moved or loops severed. The points of superiority claimed for this system are: Economy in labor of construction and trellis material; convenience in cultivating and gathering the grapes; also, in pruning and regulating the number bearin',' of canes. '1 he illustra tion makes construction plain. In Fig. I 'i indicates the place where the vine is cut back the first season; 6, where cut back second season. Fig. 2 shows how a ten-foot post is cut into two posts, each being five and one half feet long.—L D Hudgins, in American Gardening. Financially Interested. "I hear that Jigson holds quite a re sponsible position, and that he is finan cially interested in the concern he is with." "Yes; they owe him six months' sal ary."—Tit-Bits. lie Knew the Odor. Seedy Samson —You see. your honor, I was intoxicated with joy over— His Honor The intoxication may have l>een of joy. but the odor is the odor of alcohol. Thirty days.—Minne apolis Journal. Kiperleneed. Editor —Mr. Keating would l>e just the man for our "information depart ment." Assistant—Why? Editor—He has raised a family of i thirteen children.—Truth. Tho Heason. Foggyduff I have no money to spend ! in advertisements. Pacer—Of course you haven't, and that's just the reason.—Boston Tran script. Well Along. "She is a pirlof seventeen summers." "Indeed! How old was she when she began to have summers?" —Detroit Tribune. A Happy Man. Goes seek and neck with time. Hot reckons what ho s missed. Forgets the girls (subbed. No r>i QUICKEST HANGING ON RECORU tfjil Fwfullon Performed ln*l.le of l our Mintit* s 10 \rroniuiuJile Reporter*. Capt .1 l> Tatten. warden of the In diana state prison at .leffersonville, has the record for superintending the quickest legal hanging ever accom plished in this or any other country, says the St. Louis Republic The laws of Indiana prescribe that the death sentence must he executed between midnight and the dawn of the day set by the conrt. A man named Stone had butchered a whole family in Davis county, of that state, and had been condemned to death. The ease was a celebrated one. and newspaper men from Indianapolis and Louisville went down to Jetfersonville in a perfect phalanx to witness and report the famous criminal's exit from this vale of tears. They arrived in the early evening, exacting to return to their homes on a train leaving Jeffersouville about one o'clock, by which time they expected the execution to be over. To their intense disappointment and chagrin they discovered that the last train they could take departed from the prison town at twelve o'clock at night. Having determined this they set about arranging' matters so they could Bee the hanging and yet catch the train. They telegraphed the circum stances ahead to the conductor, asking him to hold the train until after the execution. lie consented to hold it live minutes only. They were filled with despair! Who ever heard of a hanging, including prayers, speech making, etc., in live brief minutes? But, nevertheless, they commenced to work on Warden l'atten. The result was that everything was at once gotten ready for sending the murderer to eternity. Promptly at the stroke of midnight the parson finished his prayer; in five more seconds the noose was around the condemned man's neck, the black cap drawn, the trap sprung and in two minutes and twenty-two seconds the attending physician pro nounced the murderer a corpse. Car riages waiting outside the inclosure bore the reporters to the train in an other minute, and with nearly sevepty seconds to spare the train pulled out. RICN, BUT STOLE A SAUSAGE. A Queer Case of Kleptomania Keren My Drought to Light In Paris. We all have heard in our lives of kleptomania, but I do not think that anyone ever really believed in it, the Philadelphia Telegraph. We knjw vaguely that a man who steals whole railroads and dies a millionaire is a great financier, and we also know that a ntan who steals a loaf of bread to save his family from starvation is a thief and goes to jail, but it is hard to realize that there are people who steal trifles simply from a species of insan ity. Yet a shining example of this has just come to light in Paris. The lady, whose name for obvious reasons it is not well to mention, is a well known figure in Paris society. She is extremely handsome and dresses superbly, but is never seen in public alone. Some member of her family always accompanies her and never leaves her side for an instant, al though a married woman over thirty years of age does not usually require such minute chaperonage. She is a very charming woman, and a very brilliant conversationalist, and is most deservedly popular here. The horror of her friends may be guessed when she was arrested recently on the Faubourg Montmartre for stealing a sausage valued at eight cents from the front of a g-rocory. The fxraoar had h«r promptly arrested, and on searching lier they found some potatoes, some eggs, an opera glass, a photograph of Carnot, a coffee cup and saucer and a spoon, and also, unhappily, her card case, giving her full name and address, the only thiug that was legally her property, as the other articles were I claimed by their rightful owners, from whom she had annexed them: The family were sent for, and by paying for the stolen objects were able to re lease their poor relative, who sat weep ing bitterly. It seems that this irre sistible impulse to appropriate other people's goods is periodic. Orcst Library In Distress. An appeal for help has recently been made by the Bodleian library at Ox ford, which is the largest university library in the worid, and is surpassed by only five national libraries, the Bibliothcque nationale at Paris, the British museum, the Imperial library at St. Petersburg, and the royal libra ries at Munich and Berlin. It receives for all purposes forty-five thousand dollars a year, and needs money to sup port its staff; to-prepare its catalogue which is now years behind the times; to heat the portrait gallery; to repair the building, the finest public edifice of the time of James 1., and to provide shelves for books in the Ashmolean museum, which has just been put at its disposal. The Bodleian contains over half a million volumes, the separate titles in the catalogue amounting to a million and a half; the new accessions of books and pamphlets are nearly sixty million a year; it has the second largest numismatic .collection in the British empire. Books and coins are declared by the librarian to be in a state of chaos owing to the lack of funds; the library needs at least seventy-five thousand to be kept ef ficient. and he calls on the public for assistance, as Oxford, owing to the agricultural depression, is too poor to support its own library. War on Insects. The insect foes of the farmers are to be experimentally studied n a new de partment of the Pasteur institute in Paris, with a view to better protection against them. Attention will be given U> the collection and cultivation of all the yaenogenic microbes of insects and animals destructive to crops, to the study of the conditions of development of these microbes, to the direction of field experiments and to the control of practical applications of the results. A committee of specialists will consider the best means of applying these re sults to the benefit of agriculture. Proof Potithe. "Mrs. Bangle Is perfectly devoted to her children." Mrs. Slasher —How very sad! "Sad? How do you make that out?" Mrs. Slasher—Why, her poor darling Fido must be dead. Chicago Inter Ocean. A LOTely Disposition. Mr. Mildeyes (seeking a reconcilia tion)— You're prettier now, Emma, than you used to be. Mrs. Mildeyes (still angry) —That's right—tell me to my face that I used to be homely.—Chicago Record. A Popular Disease. Doctor —He has some cort of a slow fever. Have you any idea where he contracted it? Mrs. Dugan—Slow fever, is it? Yis— he's bin wor-r-rukin' in Philadelphia for th' last wake.—Puck. As I"p-to-Date Burglar. First Burglar—Well, are yer ready ter start? Second Burglar—l guess so. I've got the sandbag, the chloroform and jemmy —but, Holy Ilandcuffsl I come pretty near fergettin' me bullet-proof coat. — N. Y. World. Consolidating Them. "Papa,"' said Benny Bloobumper as he munched his turkey drumstick, "do chickens and turkeys go to Heaven?" "Xo, Benny," replied Bloobumper. '.'TJjvyjret Ifctir uwks twirled in tUis-"