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C, Huselton's, -# Every step you take in HUSKLTON'S Shoes is a treat to tbef^e 102 N. Main Street, - g The Pilot Must See. Let us pilot you arouud to «,ur store S ' lOW OU t ''° £ oot * S ware. Silverware, Sterling Silver Nov ljLtt( Chains, Braceletts, etc:. We custom. If your purse is not well filled, come anyway, we can meet J. R. GRIEB, 1 18 South Main Street, - - • Butler, Pa m \ The place to buy GAS COOKING STOVES AND BURNERS, GAS LAMI'S FIXTURES, HOSE, WATER FILTERS, BATH TUB ENAMEL ijetc, is ac VV". II .O'Mrien & Noil's 1 07 Kast Jell erson Htreet. Harness Shop! Harness of all Kinds Made to Order. Repairing a Specialty, AND I'KOMI'TI.V ATTENDED TO. BLANKETS AND ROBES. CASH PAID FOR HIDES. No. 11 1 East Cunningham St., - - BUTLER, I'A (The old Times Office.) FRANK KEH PER, Agt. Every "Woman jmelim'-s needs a reli ' %', * 1 r!. ■; monthly regulating "mji' * . cw.jicice. yy. / x! Dr. PEAL'S FE r, T-TY'K OYAL PILLS. Arr , „j e „ certain In result. The In ■ . !. hot.* uifluni, II . io- '«;.-UAC C'j . LitltLlliJ. o» For Sale *t City I'hmr ma*y. "THE HI II.UK CITIZEN. Hotel Willard. lleopened and no w re idy for the •»n n i la'.ina o' th» 'rnv elias; pub i ic. • Everything in fir»t.-oIBSH Btyle. MRS. MATTIE REIHING, Owner a u BROOKE Clerk. ! j s the pi tai . aat change from darkness to daylight. The feeling of utter exhaustion and mi -1 bllity to work is driven off and the diges | tive orgaai .ire toned, strengthened and regulated. Hood's Pills are purely vege table, safe, reliable. 25c. at all druggists. HEINEMAN & SON, I SUMMER I P is approaching and the V r only way to keep cool is € r to go f «? Ileineman's 01, * , f f m and #et yourself a nice S |\ Hammock* 3 J We have the largest Jg* \ and finest line of # z> Hammocks jz Q £ ever brought to Butler # «$ Wall Paper \& "Z j froni the cheapest to the 5, <J ? of Pressed J S5 PAPERS. 0 We also handle the " 0 celebrated # " gj RAMBLER 1 BICYCLE. 1 HEINEMAN & SON. Selling Out Wall Paper! It has been going quite rapidly during the last few weeks. We are selling our whole stock at less tha.i cost. It will pay you to buy your Spring paper now. A FREE TICKET to the Wilber Entertainment to every $2 purchase—at Park Theatre, Nov. 22. DOUGLASS' Near P. 0. It's All In The Making. ntt®" I §M. whether clothes fit well <»r net. That is wliere we excel. Whether we succeed or not you can judge by the fact that the !>est dressed men in Butler almost with out exception patronize us. Poorly Made Clothes always look cheap while those well made have an elegant appear? uce. The clothes we make are put together thoroughly. So slop shop work is tolerated. Try us, and see if we do not answer this description. Cutting Your Cloth to suit the si2e and shape is a good thing to push along, also the cutting of our prices to suit the de mands of the public. You'll be astonish ed at the low prices at which we are mak ing up our large and elegant stock of Foreign ami Domestic Woolens. Call and examine our large stock. on ho Cor. Diamond, Butler, Pa C. X D. emmmmmmo oj 25* |U!o)der= § IWeiur | |P©ipts | sB §5 "v. sS 8s irri'bi'Ji®!!? rsj C^J 88 sS fvi price's; Ati hi ■ Hy%rzm<£ UE?4 f ' ;rw var. Sy ozmwamuzmxi All grade of underwear at very low prices. Largest stock of hats and furnishings for gentleman in the country. An inspection will prove this to any ones satisfacture. Colbert & Dale. 242 S. Main St., Butler, l'enn'a. HOOD'S PIL.US cure lilver Ills, itlllousiicss. Indigestion, Headache. n A pkasttut laxative. All l>rufiflsta. Sutler. pa.,thursday. December 5,1895. L V&XA, 1 .L( COPYRIGHT. I»' T nt AUTHOR CHAPTER XII. My life at Newgate was an ordeal ench as I hope no reader of this will ever undergo. Day by day I saw the world slipping from under my feet and the net drawing its deadly folds closer around me. Soon we all were forced to realize there was no escape for any of us. Of course we were all guilty and de served punishment —I need not say we did not think so then—but the evidence was most weak, and had our trial taken place in America under the too liberal construction of our laws undoubtedly we all would have escaped. But in Eng land there is no court of criminal appeal, as with us, and when once the jury gives a verdict that ends the matter. The rosult is that if judges aro preju diced or want a man convicted he never escapes. The jury is always selected from the ehopkeeping class, and they aro horribly subservient to the aristo-' cratic classes. They don't care for evi dence. They simply watch the judge. If he smiles, the prisoner is innocent; if he frowns, then, of course, guilty. With us when a man is charged with an offense against tho laws he engages a lawyer. One is sufficient and quite costly enough. In England they are di vided into three classes—viz, solicitors, barristers and queen's counsel. The solicitor takes tho case and trans acts all the business connected with it A barrister is the lawyer who is em ployed by the solicitor to conduct the | case in court and make the pleadings. Ho never comes in contact with the j client, but takes the brief 'and all in- j structions from the solicitor. The | queen's counsel is a lawyer of a higher ' rank, and whenever his serene lordship takes a brief he must, to keep up his dignity, be "supported" by a barrister. So my reader will perhaps understand tho raisou d'etre of the proverb, "The lawyers own England. " As no solicitor can plead in court, so no queen's coun- i sel will come in direct contact with a i client and must be "supported" by a barrister. Ergo any unfortunate having a case in court must fee two if not three legal sharks to represent him, if repre sented at all. We employed as solicitor a Mr. David Howell of 105 Cheapside, and a thor oughgoing, unprincipled rascal he proved to be. He was a small, spare, undersized man, with little beady eyes, light com plexion, red hair and stubby beard, and when he spoke it was with a thin, reedy voice. From first to last he managed our case in exactly the way the prosecu tion would have desired. He bled us freely, and altogether wo paid him near ly $ 10,000, and our defense by our eight lawyers—four queen's counsel and four barristers—was about tho lamest and most idiotic possible. We early came to the unanimous con clusion that in our country Howell would liuvo liatl to race a jury ror roo bing us, and that but one of our eight lawyers had ability enough to appear in a police court hero to conduct a hearing before an ordinary magistrate. I do not propose to enter into the de tails of our preliminary hearings before the lord mayor at the Mansion House, or of the trial. Both tho hearings and trial were sensational in the highest degree and attracted universal attention all over tho English speaking world. Full page pictures of the trial appeared in all the illustrated journals of Europe and America, and our portraits were on sale everywhere. After many hearings before Sir Sid ney Waterlow we were finally commit ted for trial. For eight mortal days the final trial dragged on, and there we were pilloried in that horrible dock—spectacle for the staring throngs that flocked to see the young Americans who had found a pregnable spot in the impregnable Bank of England. The misery of those eight days! No language can describe it, nor would I undergo it again for the wealth of the world. The court Wiis filled with fashionables, ladies as well, who flocked to stare at the misery, while tho corridors of the Old Bailey and the street itself were packed with thousands eager to catch a glimpse of us. The judge in scarlet sat in solemn state, with members of the nobility or gouty aldermen in gold chains and robes on the bench behind him. Tho body of the court was filled with bewigged lawyers—a tippling lot of sharks and rogues, always after lunch half tipsy with tho punch or dry sherry which English lawyers drink, jesting and cracking jokes unmindful of the fate of their clients. Captain Curtin and a score of detectives were present. No fewer than 213 witnesses were called by the prosecution. <)f these about 60 were from America, and by them they traced our lives for many years lsi foro. As tho forged bills were all sent by mail it was necessary to convict us by circumstantial evidence. It really was all very weak save only in that re markable matter of the blotting paper. The jury retired to consider their ver dict shortly after 7 o'clock, and on re turning into court after tho lapse of about a quarter of iui hour they gave in a verdict of guilty against all of the four prisoners. Judge Archibald proceeded to pass sentence. He began with the interesting and truthful remark, "I have anxiously considered whether anything less than tho maximum penalty of the law will be adequate to meet the requirements of this case, and I think nor." We had in formation that a few days previously a meeting of judges had been held and that he had been advised to pass a life ' sentence. What he really meant to say was that ho had anxiously considered whether anything less would lie sid<>- quate to satisfy the Bank of England. Ho went on to say that "the sentence is penal servitude for life, and I further order that each one of you pay one-fourth of tho costs of prosecution—£49,ooo, or t'219,000 in aIL " And, after all, what aroused so greatly his indignation? It was simply this— because we were youngsters and Amer icans and had successfully assaulted tho fondly imagined impregnable Hank of England, and, worse still, had held up to the laughter of the whole world its red tape idiotic management, for had they even asked mo for a reference tho fraud would have been made impossible. Let my reader contrast this modern Jeffreys, his savage tirade, and for ;ui offense against property the most brutal sentence, with his treatment of tho War wickshire bank wreckers, (-ireeuaway, tho manager of this bank, and three of the directors, by false balance sheets and perjured reports, for years had loot ed tho bank, finally robbing the depos itors of £1,000,000, several of whom committed suicide, and thousands more of whom were ruined. They were tried, convicted and in j being sentenced were told that, being I men of high social position, tho disgrace | in itself was a severe punishment. Therefore he should take that fact into consideration and ended by sentencing two to 8 months, ono to 12 months and one to 14 months' imprisonment. We wero sentenced late at night, nearly 10 o'clock, a smoky, foggy Lon don night. Tho court was packed, the corridors crowded, and when the jury came in with their verdict the suppress ed excitement found vent. But when the vindictivo and unheard of sentence fell from the lips of this villain judge an exclamatiou of horror fell from that crowded court. We turned from the judge and went down the stairs to the entrance of the underground passage letting to New gate. There we halted to say farewell. To say farewell! Yes. The Primrose Way had come to an end, but we were comrades and friends still, and in order that in the gloom of the slow moving days and the blackness and thick hor ror of the years to come wo might have some thought in common we then and I there promised—what could we poor, broken bankrupts promise? Where or to what in tho thick horror ; enshrouding us could we turn? We had ' Nothing left us to call our own save death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones, i nothing but a grave, that Small model of the barren earth, with dishonor and degradation for our | epitaph! But there, in the very instant of our | overwhelming defeat, standing in the ! dark mouth of the stone conduit leading ; from the Old Bailey to the dungeons of | Newgate, by virtue of the high resolve i we made, we conquered fate at her I worst, and by our act in establishing a secret bond of sympathy in our separa tion dropped the bad, disastrous past, and starting on new things planted our feet on tho bottom round of tho ladder of success, feeling that, with plenty of faith and endurance, fortune, frown as she might now, must turn her wheel i and smile again. And what was this act? Why, it was a simple one, but bore in it the germ of great things. As we halted there in tho gloom we swore never to give in, however they might starve us, even grind us to pow der, as we felt they would certainly try to do. Wo knew that in their anxiety about our souls they would be sure kindly to furnish each with a Bible, and we promised to read one chapter every day consecutively, and while reading tho same chapter at tho same hour think of tho others. For 20 years we kept the promise. Then, making the resolve men tioned in the beginning of this book, I marched back to my cell. Tho door was opened and closed behind me, leaving me in pitch darkness—a convict in my dungeOu. Dressed as I was I lay down on the little ted there, and through all that long and terrible night, with a mini..,! dread images rusbimr '>>*onvh my brahi, 1 lay With wide Open eyes, staring into tho darkness, con scions that sanity and insanity wero struggling for mastery in my brain, while I, like some interested spectator, watched the struggle, or again I w;u> struggling in tho air with some power ful but viewless monster form, that clutched my throat with iron fingers, but whose body was impalpablo to the grasp of my hands. A mighty space, an eternity of time, and daylight came. Then, like one in a dream, I rose me chanically, and finding a pin I had secreted I stood on tho little wooden bench, and impelled by some spiritual but irresistible force I scratched on the wall the message I had resolved to leavo: In the reproof of chaiu;e Lies the true proof of men. Tlion I thought of my friends and my promise, and like one iu a dream I took tho ill smelling and dirty little Bible from the shelf, and turning to tho first chapter read: "And tho spirit of God moved upon the waters. And God said let there bo light, and there was light." Then the book fell from my hand, and I remembered no more. My mind had gone whirling into the abyss. I was sentenced on Wednesday. For three days, from Thursday to Sunday, my mind was a blank. I have no recol lection of my removal under escort fn »m Newgate to Pentonville. On Sunday, the fourth day of my sentence, like one rousing from a trance, I awoke to find myself shaven and shorn, dressed in a coarse convict uniform, in a rough cell of whitewashed brick. The small win dow had heavy double bars set with thick fluted glass, which, while admit ting light, foiled any attempt of the eye to discern objects without. In the cor ner there was a rusty iron shelf. A board let into tho brickwork served for bed, bench and table. A zinc jug and basin for water, with a wooden plate, spoon and salt dish —no knife or fork for 20 years—completed the furnishings. As I was looking around in a helpless way a key suddenly rattled in the lock, and tho door opening a uniformed Ward er stopped in, and giving me a search ing look said in a rough voice: "Come on. You'll do for chapel. You have put on tho balmy long enough. " His kindly face belied his rough tones, and I follow ed him out of the door and soon found myself in the prison chapel. None was present, and I was ordered to sit on the front bench at tho far end. The benches were simply common flat boards ranged in rows. Soon the prisoners came in sin gly, marching about two yards apart, and sat on tho benches with that inter val between them —that is, in tho divi sion of the chapel whore I sat, it being separated from tho rest by a high parti tion. Soon a white robed, surpliced clergyman (tame in, and tho service be gan, but I had no eye or ear, nor any comprehension save in a dim manner as to what was going on. My brain was trying to connect tho past and tho pres ent, feeling that something terriblo had befallen me, but what it was I could not understand. When the services wero over, I re turned under the escort of the warder, who, when I arrived at my cell, ordered mo to go in and close tlio door, which I did, banging it behind me. It had a spring l(K'k, and when I heard tho snap of the catch and looked at the narrow, barred window, with i!« thick, fluted glass, admitting only a dim light, I re membered everything. Like a flash it all cauie to uio, and I realized the full horrorof my position. Hitting down on the little board fastened to the wall serving as bed, seat and table, I buried my face iu my hands and began to {Kin der. Regrets came in floods, with re morse and despair hand in hand, when, i realizing that it was m;ulncss to think, I sprang up, Baying to myself the hour and minute had come for me to decide —either for madness and a convict's dishonored grave, or to keep the prom ise I had made to my friends—never to give in, but to live and conquer fate. I determined then and there to live . in the futuro, and never to dwull on tho horrible present or punt. Then I remepi- I bered tho last iwx-ue in N« \vgatoand my promiw to accompany iuy friends step by st< p, day by day, in our readings. Finding a Bibl< on the little rusty iron shelf in the corner, and this the fourth day of our sentence, I turuo<t to the fourth chapter. It gives the story of Cain's crime and punishment, and I read the graphic narrative with an in tensity of interest difficult to describe. When I read: "And Cain said unto the Lord: My punishment is greater than 1 ; can bear. Behold, thou hast driven me i ont this day from the face of the earth!" I felt that the cry of Cain in all its intense naturalness, in its remorse and despair, was iny own, and I was 1 overcome. Laying the book down, I walked the floor for an hour in agony, until fantastic images came thronging thick Vid fast to my brain. I realized that my mind was going and felt I must do something to make me forget my i misery. I opened the Bible at random, and j my eye caught the word "misery." I 1 looked closely at the verse and read: Thou shall forjret thy misery and rcmemhrr it as waters that pass away. I threw the book down, crying with vehemence: "That's a lie! God never gives something for nothing. " Soon I opened the book again and looked at the context. Those of my readers who care to do no can do the same. The verso Is Job xi, 10. The context begins at ver#e 18. From that hoar I never despaired again. The same day I begiui committing the book of Job to .nemory and worked for dear life and reason. I became interest ed, and my interest in 4hat wondrous poem deepened until the study became a passion. Thus I turned the whole cur- -j — y. A- V I awoke to find litt/ncl f fhaven and shorn. rent of my thoughts into u new chan nel Relief camo back, and with a reso lution and courage and strength I spent 20 years iu that little stone dungeon. For 20 years I never saw a star, nor for 15 years the face of a woman or of a child. That is, from my early manhood, when the heart beatfl fast, and the blood runs warmly in the veins—through all that fearful gap of time filled to the brim with the peltings oi a pitiless storm. Twelve mouths in solitude, then for 111 yoars toiling in tho mud in a swamp, hunger driven nuder tho sum mer's burning sun, or, thinly clad, ex posed to all the blizzards and whirling storms of winter. And never again for a single moment after that first Sunday did I know what it was to fear or de spair. I was in Pentonville prison in the suburbs of Loudon. All men convicted in England are sent to this prison to un dergo one year solitary confinement. At the completion of tho year they aro drafted away to tho public works pris ons, wi.orw, working m ~> —v com plete their sentences. Of my experience in Pentonville dur ing my year of solitude it suflices to say that, passing through a great deal of mental conflict, I found I had grown stronger, and was eager for transfer to tho other prison, where I could for a few hours each day at least look on the sky and the faces of my fellow men. At last the day of transfer came, and escorted by two uniformed and armed warders I was taken to the famous Chatham prison, 27 miles from London on the river Medway. "Yon were sent here to work, and you will have to do it, or I will make you suffer for it," was the friendly greeting that fell on my ears as I stood before a pompous little fellow, an ex niajor of the army, at Chatham prison ono lovely morning in 1874. I had arrived there under escort but an hour before, strong in the resolve to obey tho regulations if I could and nov er to give in if I had a fair chance; also with a desperate resolve never to submit to persecution, come what might, and these resolutions saved mo, but only by a steady and dogged adherence to them on the many occasions, through many years and amid surroundings that might well mako me, as it did and does many good men, desperate aiuf utterly reck less. After a few more remarks of a very personal and pungent nature the little fellow marched off with a delicious swagger and a heroic air that had a powerful effect upon—tho warder who had me up for inspection. lat once turned to tho warder and asked, "Who is that little fellow?" "The governor," he gasped out. "If he had only heard you!" and then followed a pantomime that implied something very dreadful. Then I marched off to tho doctor and next to tho chaplain, who, knowing who I was, asked me if I could read and write, to which I meekly replied, "Yes, sir," but apparently being doubtful upon the point ho gave me a book. Ask ing me to read an account of tho battle of Agincourt, in a solemn t0...i of voice I said, "When time and place adhere, write me down as an ass." Ho took the book from me, looked at tho open page, gazed solemnly in my face witli a funny wagging of his head, as much as to say, "You will come to no good," and fol lowed the little major. Then my cicerone took me into the main building, filled up to the brim with what seemed to be little brick and stone boxes, and halting in front of one Baid: "This in your coll. You must keep your tinware clean and bright and keep your bed and bedding and your coll in perfect order at all times.'' Looking around to see if it was safe to talk, he began to question mo rapidly about my case, and getting no satisfac tion he wound up the questioning with the remark, "Well, you tried to take all our money over to America;" then, be coming confidential, he told me what wicked fellows the other prisoners were, chiefly because they went to the gov ernor and reported the officers, charging them with maltreatment and bullying particularly and knocking them about generally. Of course the warders never did such things, but were really of a very lamblike and gentle nature. In order to back up their lies the prisoners would knock their own heads against the walls, and then swear by every thing good that some one of the warders had done it. I said perhaps he had. Well, he said, perhaps an officer might give a man "a little clip, ' but never FO as to hurt him, and "only in fun, you know." I felt at the time that I would never learn to appreciate Chatham "fun," but on the very next day I was convinced of it when a man named Farrier pulled out from his waistband a piece of rag, and, unrolling it, pro duced two <>f his front teeth, with the information that a certain warder, So den, had struck him with his fist in the mouth and knocked them out. After many "wise saws and modern in stances" he locked me up in the little brick and stone box and departed, hav ing first informed me that I "would go out to labor in the morning." i looked about my little box with i» mixture of curiosity and consternation, for the thought fcinoU) me with blind ing force that t-ve u-ii years at 1« .i-t that little box— B feet <i inches m if n>rTh, fc feet in height and 6 feet in width, with it.*, floor and roof of st' ne —would be my only home —would be, must lie, and no power could avert my fate. On the small iron shelf I found u tin dish used by some previous occupant and smeared inside and out with gruel. T! being no water in my jug, when the mt.. • N for dinner I, in my in nocence, uskeu . ,ifticers for some water to wash 1. Tr 'ooked at me with great contempt . .. 1 "Will yon have it. hot or cold?" "Oh, cold, please!" He went away, but soon came back again and said : "Yon are a precious flat. Lick it off. man. Before loug you won't waste gruel by washing yonr tin dish. You won't be here many days and want to use water to cle;ui your pint." After dinner I saw the men marched ont to labor, and was amazed to see their famished, wolfish look. thin, gaunt and almost disguised out of all human resemblance by their ill lining, mud covered garments and mud splash ed faces and hands. I myself was kept in and marched about by my old friend "Nosy" to the shops and stores for clothing, boots, etc. But the weary, .il most ghastly specter march I had wit aessed constantly haunted me, and I said, "Will I ever resemble them?" And youthful spirit and pride rushed to the front and cried, "Never!" Night and supper—eight ounces of brown bread—came at length, and I rose up from my meal cheerful and resolute to meet the worst, be it what it might short of deliberate persecution, with a stout heart and faith that at last all would be well. In the morning I arose, had my breakfast—nine ounces of brown^iread and a pint of gruel—and was eager to learn what this "labor" meant. I was prepared for much, but not for the grim reality. I had been ordered to join par ty 82—a hrickmaking party, but work- ing in the "mud districts." So we, along with 1,200 others, marched out to our work, and as soon as we were out side of the prison grounds I saw a sight that, while it explained the mud splash ed appearance of my spectral array, Was enough to daunt any man doomed to join In the game. Mud, mud every where, with groups of weary men with shovel, or shovel and barrow, working in it. A sort of road hud been made over the mud with ashes and cinders, and our party of 22 men, with live other parties, moved steadily on for about a mile until we came to the clay banks or pits. Fortunately we had a very good officer of the name of James. He want ed the work done, and used his tongue pretty freely. Still ho was a m;in who would speak the truth and treated his men as well as be dared to do under the brutal regime ruling in Chatham. He speedily told me off to a barrow and spade, and I was fully enlisted as bar row and spade man to her majesty. A steam mill or "pug" like a monster coffee mill was used for mixing the clay and sand and delivering it in form of bricks below, where another party re ceived them and laid them out to dry preparatory to burning. Our duty was "to keep the pug going"—keep it full of clay to the top. The clay was in a high bank. We dug into it from the bottom with onr spades and filled it us fast as possible into our barrows. In ri»iiji. ttt amrniirn »■ ■» » by a line of planks only eight inches in width and all converging toward and meeting near the "pug." The distance wo were wheeling was from SO to 40 yards, and the incline was really very steep, but that in itself would not have been so bad, but the labor of digging out tho clay was very severe, and that everlasting "pug" was as hungry as if it were in the habit of taking bitters to give it an appetite. One had 110 period of rest bet VtfU the filling of one's barrow and the rtwi up the run. In an hour's time my poor hauds were covered with blood blisters, and my left knee was a lame duck in deed, made so by the slight wrench giv en it each time I struck in my spade with my left foot, but I made no com plaint. About 10 o'clock the man next mo, with an oath, threw down his spade and vowed he would do no more work. Putting on his vest and jacket, he walk ed up to tho warder and quite as a mat ter of course turned his back to him and put both hands behind him. The warder produced a pair of handcuffs and with out any comment whatever handcuffed his bauds in that position and then told him to stand with his back to the work. No one took the slightest notice, and the toil did not slacken for an instant, but one man was out of the game, and we had to make his side good. Noon came at last. We dropped our spades, hastily slipped on our jackets and at once set off at a quirk march for tho prison. I naturally looked at trie various gangs piloting their way through the mud and all steering in a straight line for the Appiau way, whereon we were, for, as all roads lead to Rome, so all tho sticky ways "on the works" led to the prison. Our laconic friend was trudging on behind the party, and to my surprise I noticed that several of tho other parties had un enfant perdu hands behind his back, marching in the rear, and as soon as we reached tho prison each poor sheep in tho rear fell out quite as a matter of course. When all the men wero iu, a warder came up and gave tho order: "Right turn! Forward!" and off the poor fel lows marched to tho punishment cells for three days' bread and water each and no bed, unless one designates an oak plank as such. It was all very sad. 'Twas pitiable to see tho matter of fact way in which every ono concerned took it all So my first day iu tho mud and clay camo to an end, and I found myself onco more in my little box, with a night be fore mo for rest and thought. Although I had suffered, yet there were grounds for gratitude and hope, and I felt that I might regard tho futuro steadily and without despair. [TO BE CONTINUED.} The rni»er»ml Remedy. "Getting too stout? That's an easy matter. You must buy a bicycle." "Getting too thin? That 's a very slm-* pl» matter. Yon must buy a bicycle.' —St. Paul's. POINTS ON FRKA KS. SOME BORN TO THE PROFESSION, OTHERS IHRUST UPON IT. If Nature liffii Kind to You In Giving Yoa un Odd of LimU or Uii>utt' Adonunriiti Where They On »ht Not to Be, Yoa Must Achieve Notoriety. "Any one who has remarked tiie gregarious element in human nature, which makes every one eager t<> see what the other has sem, will unt mar vel at the success which not-, tiely has attained in the show business," said the manager of a popular museum. "Notoriety, no matti r ln.w an;', v. her. obtained, is just so much St< ck 1:1 trade, and jteople in our line of \\. :k are willing to pay any price for it. To make no account of the money valno of the advertisement, they are delighted to know that they arc being talked about and speculated about, and to see their names ill the newspaj>ors. Yen see how high that dome is: he r-..i.tin ned, pointing to the arched sp-irc far above the ropes and bars stretch. .1 across for acrobatic performances. "Well, a man came iu here, of.mti to jump from its highest point down to the floor so as to make a ii.!iii;> f. t him self. It would have been tain <V 1: ti, you know, to attempt it, iSt lie said be had practiced jumping, knew how t« manage and would escape injury, lit begged to be allowed to make the j-:mji and was much cast down at our refusal. "That mail only expected to jumji once. After having performed the feat ho felt that he would be a curiotity worth money to see. "Anyway, we business people see that the public crave amusement of this kind, and we are delighted to gratify them. "At the time of the 'While Cap' agi tation, when there was so much talk in the papers about their outrages, a m;:n offered to exhibit himself as a tarred and feathered victim just returned from the west, and we let him do it. More over, the public encouraged him to do it, for they came in flocks to see him. The tattooed womau who was paid SIOO a day was tattooed right here in New York, tjpt the work was niaivelously well done, and tho fairy tale about her, as told by the showman, only height ened the crowd's interest and harmed nobody. She was represented in the Story as having been stranded on one of the Sandwich islands, shipwrecked, with her husband, who was put to death. Her life was spared, but she was put to torture, having these extraordinary char acters tattooed all over her body. There were from 600 to 700 people at each one of the 81 daily performances at which that tattooed woman was exhib ited, aud all were pleased at the show, for which they paid 10 cents." "Do many of these freaks, remark able for various reasons, get fine sala ries?" "Indeed they do. We paid a certain midget S7OO a week. Her father and tho family traveled with her, and got rich out of it. Then that wonderful Oregon horse With the trailing mane ami tail was paid S9OO a week for sev eral months. The two headed negro girl, or girls, has made a fortune, and I could mention any number of cele brated freaks who havo profited finan cially. "Each day we get letters from all 8S i sends a photograph of a sheep having a fifth leg and hoof growing ont of his shoulder. This one sends a cow with a horn projecting from her back. Hero is a letter from a handless man in West Virginia. He writes with his toes and writes a very good letter." That box of photographs unearthed from little used recesses to refiesh the showman's mind! What a galaxy, not of beauty, but of the bizarre and the grotesque! Bearded women taken in decollete gowns, their masculine faces in revolting contrast to tho feminine neck and arms; men without legs or arms; tremendously fat men, aud men so thin that thoy were photographed prone upon a conch, limp and helpless; men who had starved themselves in or der to live. The strong woman is there, and her remarkable sister, with a veri table horse's mane growing upon her back. "That wan u clover scheme this fol low devised," said the showman, ad justing his glasses so us to view a like ness. "He represented himself as hav ing a gunshot wound through and through the body, and then he fixed up an optical delusion apparatus which inado it appear that people could look straight through him. We displayed a colored photograph at tho back, and the peoplo could see that picture on the other side of the man. You have no idea what a furore there was about it. That was down on the Bowery. Every body wanted to look through the mau with the gunshot wound. Then, finding that the man was such a howling suc cess a woman fixed herself up as having been speared through the body with her hut-baud's bayonet, the victim of cruel ty aud brutality. Wo fixed it for the rrowd to look through her, and she was no end of a success. She stood there surrounded by red curtains with a pa thetic, rapt look on her face, and the people couldn't get euough of looking through her at tho bouquet of flowers displayed at her back. "Peoplo will delight in signs and wonders as long as the world endures, added tho showman, "and just so long will scientists and magicians cater to their desires. In Paris there is an in stitution where infants are made into freaks as systematically as flour is made into bread. Those in charge are skillful physicians, it is said, who know just how much tho human anatomy can bo crippled and cramped and distorted without injuiy to life. The babies' limbs aro manipulated when tender aud pliable, aud they sou grow mis shapen and grotesque."—New York Tribune. COLOR SCHEME FOR SMALL HOUSE. Let Old Illnr Predominate I" I'nrlor, Ü brury anil Pining Kooni. How few peoplo when furnishing a small house or fiat remember that old blue is one of tho happiest colors to choose for a foundation, writes Frances Ann Hoadley in Tho Ijadies Home Journal. In a house where, as a rule, all tho rooms open into one another, es pecial care must l»c taken to preserve harmony. It is better then to select one color which shall run through all the rooms. Old blue is par excel lence in such a case, c< 11 w nod with tan, gray or white for the rugs, while the Hiimo scheme prevails in the heavy dra peries. A lovely little houso in mind has a parlor and library in one. The large rug, covering tho greater part of the room, is old blue and gray. In front of the fireplace is a long, light gray fur one. A broad, low lounge is covered with dark gray It is always better to cover a lounge in a solid color, as it takes more kindly to the pillows of end less hues. Tho large dining room rug is old blue and tan, with smaller rugs of tawnv brown. The bedroom has an old blue and white .large rug and white fur smaller ones. Let old blue predomi nate everywhere in the floor furnishings and draperies, but not to the exclusion of all other colors elsewhere, for where one color only is used the «ffect as a whole is flat. l>*t there lie <*ld bjijfht NTo4O color touches in the way of pillows, lamp shades, odd bits nf china -in.; bnc-a-brac, but with alwavs rtn era tc what is tln> proper color for ouch room When nil furnished be c.tveful to set whether all of the r00u... blend into c beautiful harmony. In a l>edrooni white enameled ox birds eye maple is exquisite where twc or three pieces of frelh old mahogany ait added. Each heightens the other's beau ty in a most charming manner. A room furnished entirely in mahogany give* a heavy, dismal effect, but in a parlor and library combined, say in a flat on small house, placo a large, quaintly carved old desk and one of those liighh polished, round card tables, and see what an air they give to the modern and equally beautiful furniture. In the dining room a square mahogany table with a surface like glass, and even n small buffet or chin:» cabinet, will be qnite enough of antique to set off everything else in u;e room. Have ex quisitely drawn linen doilies, candles in roso colored shades and a profusion of, say, pink carnations and you have n 1 ~cly lunch tabla In a house the hall should bo a leading feature—enticing, not cold, bare and cheerless, repelling 01:0 from further acquaintance w h thf house and its mistress. A b .'.:t nu introduction HERE'S A NUT TO CR/.C=. A Puzzle That May tiivo h /.«• isur. vtind Something to Think Of. I have found the following interest ing problem in an old uutebook, writes Sir Walter Beeant. I h::ve no recollec tion at all of its origin. Perhaps every body knows it. Perhaps everybody does not. Those who do not will find it, 1 think, unless they bring algebra to bear upon it, rather a tcsgh nut to crack. Here it is. Once there were three nig gers—their wickedness Is a negligible quantity; it does not enter into the problem—who robbed an orchard, car ried away tho apples in a sack, laid them up in a barn for tho night and went to bed. One of them woke up be fore dawn, and, being distrustful of his friends, thought he would make suie of his share at once. Ho therefore went to the barn, divided tho apples in to three equal heaps—there was one over, which he threw away—arid car ried off his share. Another nigger then wok 1 up with the same uneasiness and the samo resolution. He, too, divided the apples into three heaps—there was one over, which he threw away—took his share, and carried it off. And then the third nigger woke up with the same emotions. He, too, divided the remain ing apples into thiee portions—there was one over, which he threw away— took his share and departed. In the morning every one preserved silence over his doings of the night; they divided the apples which were left into three heaps—one was over, which they throw away—and so took each his 6hare. How many apples were there in the sack? There are many possible an swers—a whole series of nuinbors—but let us have the lowest number of apples possible. Senior wranglers must be good enough not to answer this question. Moralists, if they please, may narrate the subsequent history of these three niggers, apart from the problem of thefr apples. The (ilowworm Cavern. The greatest wonder of the antipodes TasmaniiUi wilderness. The cavern or caverns (there appears to be a serios of such caverns in tho vicinity, each sepa rate and distinct) Ire situated near tho town of Southport,Tasmania, in a lbue stone bluff, about four miles from Ida bay. The appearance of the main cav ern is that of an underground river, the entire floor of the subterranean passage lieiug covered with water about a foot aud a half in depth. Those wonderful Tosmauiun caves are similar to all cav erns found in limestone formation, with the exception that their roofs and sides literally shino with the light emitted by the millions of glowworms which in habit them.—St. Louis Republic. A gold dollar if beaten until it* sur face was enlarged 310,814 timos would become a goldon film not more than tho l-ofl6,oßoth part of an inch in thick ness. Sawdust aud chamois as polishers aft er cut glass has been thoroughly washed in hot soapsuds will make it glitter aud sparkle. Authorities on chess declare that tho game was known to the Chinese in the year 174 B. C. A Warning to Knickerbocker Girts. There was a tiro at the seaside hotel- Tho local flro brigade responded valiant ly. Ono lady, who was in cycling cof tnmo, at tho cry of ularm leaped from her chair and went to tho window. "Savo mol Oh, save me!" she shrieked. But tho brave fireman on the ladder paused not. "Ladles first," ho said and passed on to the chamber above, whore tho girls wore skirts.—London Wonder, Qe Stopped Short. Jane—Dorothy, how many proposals did you have last summer? Dorothy (modestly)— Only throe and a half. Jane—What does the half mean? Dorothy—We were on u yacht, and, you see, Tom grew seasick. —Scribner's Magazine. Applies to Each. "A man has no idea how mean other people can be till he asks them to do him a favor." "Nor how strong minded he can be till his wife asks him for one." —Life.
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