VOL. XXXXI. I H || A Grand Dispiay of Fine || g ■■ M Footwear in all the || B I are s^OW -' n 8 man v Eg I m styles in Ladies' Fine p ■ m Shoes and Oxfords at jfe I S riCBS SUre '° ' n^er6S * g 9 I Big Bargains in Misses' If S M anu> Children's Shoes. || I BSmWj M targe stock of Mon's 9 g ,^ ne oes rjOH^BJCKELJ I Back of Your Watch a Guarantee Is a very satis factory sort of a thing I to find. Every watch we sell is Guaranteed and back of the guarantee you will find us every time, ready to make good any trouble. The price makes no difference. You may pay $4.00 You may pay SIOO.OO Ralston & Smith 110 W. Jefferson St. HOT WEATHER WEAR FOR WOMEN, CHILDREN AND MEN | Some Special Inducements to Keep Cool. GRAND REDUCTIONS IN MILLINERY, THE MODERN STORE. | —— Ladies' Hieevelew Vests, apecinl valnes at the price, Bc, 100. 15.-. 35e, '{[ 50c. Ribbed Umbrella Drawer*. ~sc and 50c. Children's Gauze Under- U wear, ribbed and plain vests and pants. 10c to 25c. 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This store is fnlly prepared to supply all jv yonr needs in onr line at a savin k to yon. S The Dress Goods Stock S (V Cont lias the most fashionable silks, mohairs anfl woolen ma i teiials now in vogue tor gowns, waists, kimonas, etc. jK Black and colored taffeta silk, 39c up. M-inch black Taffeta specials® at 75c, SI.OO and $123 Fancy wool snitinKs, special, 50c. S White Goods ' S P Benutiful mercerized materials for waists and shirt waist suits, M S Brocade*. »tripfs. cords, openwork, plain and fancy white Roods of Jv W all kinds are shown in this stock. Prices run from &ic up. ja g Ribbons, Collars and Gloves 8 T*, Stilish neck, waist and hair ribbons in plaids, fancies, plain taffeta(n Ui and sst .Hid \V.,rl.' 1 Lumber o) Kladk . floors, Snwli Hii(J Mouldings Oil V/ e !| Tt«»rs n. S'jeclai! y. Office iinil Yard *Cunningham and Mouroe Su '"i" J*«cn !'"pot, r; •> Binding of Books Is our Ov.wjpati JD. Wo put our entire time to studying (he best and latest methods of doing our work. 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W+l"H4v I- I-vvvJ- i 1 1 1 'I ♦ I 11'11 f ?fl f|"l ♦ ItMt f ALICE OLD 1 II VINCENNES | feJifi By MAURICE THCMPSON • | Rifi Si Ccpjr?,lht. hr tUe COVCOTfTAKY *t4 U... ' _ CIIAP'iKi: X. a. r.ou- ILLO.S .' . COI.ONEL HAMII.TO -J. A I>AY or two ter tl.e arrival of Hamilt' i t'-e al-- 'ut garri son of bUff.ii • ; S StlV.g fcled back to Vi:uv:rw« and were tly fol icrfid that Hamilton <■.. i. . • 1 liim .-d into S'Tvi.-e as a >;>u; hopper au.€ log haul, r during the < : ction of a new blockhouse, large barracks and the making of some extensive repairs of the stockade. Nothing could have been more* humiliating to the proud Frenchman. Every <" iy lie had lu i»port bright and early to a burly Irish corporal and be order. 1 about as if he had been a slave, cursed at. threatened and forced to work until his hands were blistered and his muscles sore. Tli..' bitterest part of it all was that he had to trudge past both Itous sillon place and the Bourcier cabin, with the eyes of Alice and Adrienne upon him. Hamilton did not forget M. Itoussil lon in this connection. The giant or ntor soon found himself face to face with a greater trial even than It'one's. He was calmly told by the English ceiimander that he could choose be tween death and telling who it was that stole the flag. "I'll have you shot, sir, tomorrow morning if you prevaricate about this thing any longer," said Hamilton, with r *Jd:t deadly strain in his voice. "You told me that you knew every man, w««M!i and child in Vincennes at sight. I know that you saw that girl take the fis.g. Dying does not serve your turn. 1 give you until this evening to tell me who she is. If you fail you die at sun- Eie* tomorrow."' lii fact, it may be that Hamilton did not really purpose to carry out this blabdthirsty threat—most probably he reiled upon M. Roussillon's imagination to torture him successfully—but the ef fect, as time proved, could not be ac ooKitely foreseen. Captain Farnsworth had energy enough for a dozen ordinary men. Be fore he had been in Vincennes twelve ilours he had seen every nook and cor ner of its surface. Nor was his activity du* altogether to military ardor, al though he never let pass an opportuni ty to serve the best interests ot his COIB m a rider. AH the while his mind vm on the strikingly beautiful girl whose saucy countenance had so daz ■lod him from the roof top of the fort .what time she wrenched away the reli eJ flag. "I'll find her, higher low," he thought, "for I never could fail to recognize that face. She's a trump." It was not in Alice's nature to hide from the English. They had held the town and fort before Ilelm came, and aha had not found them troublesome under Abbott. She did not know that M. Itoussillon was a prisoner, the fam ily taking it for granted that he had goue away to avoid the English. Nor was she aware that Hamilton felt so keenly the disappearance of the flag. What she did know—and it gladdened her greatly- was that Beverley had been well treated by his captor. With tl'.U in her heart she went about Itous uillou place singing merry snatches of ereoie song's, and when at the gate, which still hung lopsided on account of Beverley's force in shutting it, she csinu unexpectedly face to face with Captain Farnsworth, there was no great surprise on her part. He lifted his hat and bowed very politely, but a bold smile broke over his somewhat ruddy face. lie spoke In French, hut in a drawling tone and with a bad accent. "How do you do, mademoiselle. 1 am right glad to see you again." Alice drew back a pace or two. She wiil quick to understand his allusion, aud she shrank from liim, fearing that he was going to inquire about the flag. "Don't be afraid," he laughed. "I am not so dangerous. I never did hurt a Kirl in all uiy life. In fact, I am fond of them when they're nice." "I am not In the least afraid," she re piled, assuming an air of absolute dis missal, "and you don't look a bit fero aloas, monsieur. You may pass on if you please." '"Suppose that I don't pass on?" he preaantly ventured, with Just a suspi cion of insolence in his attitude, but laughing until he showed teeth of re markable beauty and whiteness. "Sup that I should wish to have a little with you, mademoiselle?" "1 have been told that there are men bi the world who think themselves handsome and clever and brilliant wli*ii In fact they are but conceited simpletons," she remarked rather ln- OMfarcntly, muffling herself in her fur \rtsap. "You certainly would be a fairly J«»it bitching post for our horses if ysaji never moved." Then sin- laughed oat of the depth of her ho id, a perfect ly merry laugh, but not in the least flittering to Captain Farnsworth's van ity. ll'- felt the scorn that it conveyed. Sha laid a shapely band on the bro ken gate and pushed It open. "I beg your pardon, mademoiselle." HO* manner softened as he spoke. "I beg your pardon, but I came to speak to you about the flag the flag you took away from the fort." Fhe had been half expecting this, but Bho was quite unprepared, and In spite of all she could do showed embarrass- BMlt '1 have come to get the flag. It you t'Ml, kindly bring It to me or teH me * bore It Is I" Sfth4 qultV.ly found words to interrupt ISIRI with, 'Hid at the same time by a gr»at effort pulled herself together. "You have come to the wrong place," site flung In. "I assure you that I havan't the flag." "You took It down, mademoiselle." "Oh, did I?" "With bewitching vrace you did, Qiadcmoisclle. I ga.v and admired. Will you fetch It, please?" "Indeed I Won't." "More depends upon returning that Hap than you are probably aware of," fie 1 presently said In a more serious ton*. "In fact, the life of one of your townsmen and a person of some im portance here, I believe, will surely bu L sarad by It. You'd better consider, uic«finolseilo. You wouldn't like tu tanse the death of a man." "Who Is It?" she frankly demanded. "It Is the mayor, the big man of your tov.'n M. Itoussillon, I think he calls nnnself. lie's got himself into a tight BUTLER, PA.. THURSDAY, JUNE 190-1. place. He'll he shot tomorrow morning If that flag is not produced. Governor Hamilton has so ordered, and what he orders is done." "You jest, monsieur." "I assure you that I speak the plain truth." "You will probably catch M. It:,-!ssil lon before you shoot him." She toss d her head. "He is already a prisoner in the fort." Alice turned p:i'e. "Monsieur, is this true?' Iler voice had lost its happy tone. "Are you tell ing me that to"— "You can verify it. mademoiselle, )>;, calling upon the coi.smander at th> fort. I am sorry that yoa doubt my veracity. If you will go will me 1 will show you M. Rous-dllon a tightly bound prisoner." Jean had crept out of the gate and was standing just behind Alice, with his feet wide apart, his long chin ele vated. his head resting far back be tween his upthrust shoulders, his hands in his pockets, his uncanny eyes gazing steadily at Farnsworth. He looked like a deformed frog ready to jump. Alice unmistakably saw truth in the captain's countenance "and felt it in his voice. The reality came to her with unhindered effect. M. Itoussil lon's life depended upon the return of the flag. .She put her hands together and for a moment covered her eyes with them. "I will go now, mademoiselle," said Farnsworth. "but I hope you will be In great haste about returning the flag." Jean took hold of Alice's dress as she turned to go back into the house. "Is he going to take the flag? Can he find it? What does he want with It? What did you do with the flag, Alice?" he whined in his peculiar, quavering voice. "Where is it?" Iler skirt dragged him along as she walked. Where did you put It, Alice?" "Father Beret hid it under his floor." she answered Involuntarily and almost unconsciously. "I shall have to take it back and give it up." ' No—no—l wouldn't," ho quavered, dancing across the veranda as she quickened her pace and fairly spun him along. "1 wouldn't let 'em have it at all." Alice's mind was working with light ning speed. Her imagination took strong grip on the situation so briefly and effectively sketched by Captain Farnsworth. Iler decision formed it self quickly. "atay here, jean. I am going to tbc fort. Don't tell Mamma Itoussillon a thing. Bo a good boy." She was gone before Jean could say a word. She meant to face Hamilton at once and lie sure what danger men aced M. Itoussillon. Of course, the flag must be given up if that would save her fosler father any pain, and If his lif<- were in question there could not be too great haste on her part. She ran directly to the stockade gate and breathlessly informed a sentinel that she must see Governor Hamilton, into whose presence she was soon led. Captain Farnsworth had preceded her but a minute or two, and was present when she entered the miserable shed room where the commander was hav ing another talk with M. Itoussillon. The meeting was a tableau which would have been comical but for the pressure of its tragic possibilities. Hamilton, stern and sententious, stood frowning upon M. Itoussillon, who sat upon the ground, his feet and hands tightly bound, a colossal statue of in jured Innocence. Alice, as soon as she saw M. Itoussil lon, uttered a cry of sympathetic en dearment and flung herself toward him with open arms. She could not reach around his great shoulders, but she did her best to include the whole bulk. "Papal I'apa Itoussillon!'' she chir ruped between the kisses that sue showered upon his weather beaten face. Hamilton and Farnsworth regarded the scene with curious and surprised interest. M. Itoussillon began speak ing rapidly, but being a Frenchman he could not get on well with his tongue while bis hands were tied. lie could shrug his shoulders; that helfied him some. "I am to bo shot, ma pet te," he pa thetically growled in his deep bass voice; "shot like a dog at sunrise to morrow." Alice kissed M. Roussillon's rough cheek once more and sprang to her feet facing Hamilton. "You are not such a fiend and brute as to kill Papa Itoussillon," she cried. "Why do you want to injure my poor, good papa?" "I believe you are the young lady that stole the flag?" Hamilton remark ed, smiling contemptuously. She looked at him with a swift flash of Indignation as he uttered these words. '•1 am not a thief. I could not steal what was my own. I helped to make that flag. It was named after me. I took it because II was mine. You understand me, monsieur." "Tell where It Is and your father's life will be spared." She .lanced at M. Itoussillon. "No, Alice," said he with a pathetic ally futile effort to make a fine ges ture, "don't do it. I am brave enough to die. You would not have me act the coward." No onlooker would have even remote ly suspected the fact that M. Roussil l>n had chanced to overhear a conver sation between Hamilton and farns worth, in which Hamilton stated that he really did not intend to hurt M. Itoussillon in any event; he merely pur posed to humiliate the "big wind bag!" "Ah, no; let me die bravely for hon or's sake. I fear death far less than dishonor! They can shoot lue, my littlo one, but they cannot break my proud spirit." He tried to strike his breast over his heart. "Perhaps it would be just as well to let him lie shot," said Hamilton gruffly, and with dry Indifference. "I don't fancy that he's of much value to the community at best. He'll make a good target for a squad, and we need an ex ample." "Ho you mean it? You ugly English brute. Would you murder him?" She stamped her foot. "Not if I get that flag between now and sundown. Otherwise I shall cer tainly have him shot. It is all in your hands, mademoiselle. You can tell me where the flag Is." Hamilton smiled again with exquisite cruelty. Farnsworth stood by gazing upon Alice in open admiration. Her pres ence had power in it to which he was very susceptible. "You look like a low. dishonor:;Ve, soulless tyrant," 3he said to Hamilton, "and if you get my flag how shall I know that you will keep your promise and let I'a pa Itoussillon go free?" "I am sorry to say that you will have to trust me, unless you'll take Captain Farnsworth for security. The captain is a gentleman, I assure you. Wiil you stand good for my veracity and sincerity. Captain Farnsworth?" The young man smiled and bowed. Alice felt the Irony, and her perfectly frank nature preferred to trust rather than distrust the sincerity of others. Sli I !: dat Farnsworth, who smiled encouragingly. "The flag is under Father Ber»t's floor," slio. said. "Under the church floor?" ' No. under the floor of his house." "Where is his house?" She gave full directions how to reach it. "Untie the prisoner," Hamilton or dered. and it was quickly done. "M. Itoussillon, I congratulate you upon your narrow escape. Go to the priest's house, monsieur, and bring mo that flag. It would be well, I assure you, not to be very long about it. Captain Farnsworth, you will send a guard with M. Itoussillon, a guard of honor, fitting his official dignity, a corporal and two men. The honorable mayor of this important city should not go alone upon so important an errand. He must have his attendants." "Permit me to go myself and get it," said Alice. "I can do it quickly. May I. please, monsieur?" Hamilton looked sharply at her. "Why, certainly, mademoiselle, cer tainly. Captain Farnsworth, you will escort the young lady." "It is not necessary, monsieur." "Oh. yes, it is necessary, my dear young lady, very necessary; so let's not have further words. I'll try to entertain his honor, the mayor, while you go and get the flag. I feel sure, mademoiselle, that you'll return with it in a few minutes. But you must not go alone." Alice set forth Immediately, and Farnsworth, try as hard as he would, could never reach her side, so swift was her gait. When they arrived at Father Beret's cabin, she turned and said with im perious severity: "Don't you come in. You stay ttit here. "I'll get it in a minute." Farnsworth obeyed her command. The door was wide open, but Father Beret was not Inside; he had gone to see a sick child in the outskirts of the village. Alice looked about and hesi tated. She knew the very puncheon that covered the t#g, but she shrank from lifting it. There seemed nothing else to do, however; so, after some trouble with herself, she knelt upon the floor and turned the heavy slab over with a great thump. The flag did not appear. She peeped under the other puncheons. It was not there. The only thing visible was a little ball of paper fragments not larger than an egg. Why do yoa want to injure viy jioor, good, ihipu S'' Farnsworth heard her utter a low cry of surprise or dismay, and was on the point of going in when Father Beret, coming around the corner of the cabin, confronted him. The meeting was so sudden and unexpected that both men recoiled slightly, and then, with a mutual start, saluted. "1 came with a young lady to get the flag," said Farnsworth. "She is in side. I hope there Is no serious in trusion. She says the flag is hidden under your floor." Father Beret said nothing, but frown ing as if much annoyed, stepped through the doorway to Alice's side, and stooping where she knelt, laid a hand on her shoulder as KIIC glanced up and recognized him. "What are you doing, my child?" "Ola, father, where is the Hag?" It was all that she could say. "Where i 3 the flag?" "Why, Isn't It there?" "No, you see It isn't there! Where Is it?" The priest stood as if dumfounded, gazing into the vacant space uncovered by the puncheon. "Is it gone? Has some one taken it away?" They turnofi up all the floor to no avail. La bannlere d'A lice Itoussillon had disappeared and Captain Farns worth went forthwith to report the fact to his commander. When he reached the shed at the angle of the fort he found Governor Hamilton sit ting stupid and dazed on the ground. One jaw was inflamed and swollen and an eye was half closed and blood shot. He turned his head with a pain ful, irregular motion aud Ills chin sagged. Farnsworth sprang to him and lifted him to his feet, but he could scarcely stand. He licked his lips clumsily. "What is the matter? What hurts you?" The governor rubbed his forehead, trying to recollect. "He struck me," be presently said with difficulty. "He hit me with tils list. Where-- where is he?" "Who?" "That big French idiot—that Itous sillon. (Jo after him, take him, shoot liim —quick! I have beeu stunned. I don't know bow long he's been gone. Give the alarm do something!" Hamilton, as he gathered Ills wits together, began to foam with rage, and his passion gave bis bruised aud swoll en face a terrible look. The story was short and may bo quickly 'old. >l. Itoussillon In.d taken advantage of the first moment when IK- and Hamilton were left aloii". Oue herculean buffet, a swinging unia-ii of his enormous t'.*t on the point of the governor's jaw, and then he walked out of the fort unchallenged, doubtless on account of his lordly anil masterful air. "/.11l !*' he exclaimtd, shaking himself and lifting his shoulders when he had passed beyond hearing of tbfi sentinel at the gate. "Zlff! 1 can punch a pood stitr stroke yet. M. le Gouvernour. All, zillT' ami he blew like a porpoise. Every effort was promptly made to recapture M. Itoussillon, but his dis appearance was ab3olute. Even the reward offered for his scalp by Ham ilton only gave the Indians gnat trou ble; they could not find the man. Such a beginning of his administra tion of affairs at Vincennes did not put Hamilton into a good humor. lie was overbearing and irascible at best, and under the irritation of small but ex ceedingly unpleasant experiences he made life well nigh unendurable to those upon whom his dislike chanced to fall. Beverley quickly felt that it was going to lie very difficult for him and Hamilton to get along agreeably. With Helm it was quite different; smoking, drinking, playing cards, telling good stories—in a word, rude and not infre quently boisterous conviviality drew him and the commandant together. Under Captain Farnsworth's imme diate supervision the fort was soon in excellent repair and a large blockhouse ! and comfortable quarters for the men were built. Every day added to the strength of the works and to the im portance of the post as a strategic po sition for the advance guard of the British army. Hamilton was ambitious to prove himself conspicuously viluabfe to his country. He was dreaming vast dreams and laying large plans. The Indians were soon anxious to gain his favor, and to bind them securely to him he offered liberal pay in rum and fire arms, blankets, trinkets and ammuni tion for the scalps of rebels. He kept this aa secret as possible from his pris oners, but Beverley soon suspected that a "traffic in hair," as the terrible busi ness had been named, was going Savages came in from far away with sealps yet scarcely dry dangling at their belts. It made the young Vir ginian's blood chill in ills heart, and he regretted that he had given Hamil ton his parole of honor not to attempt to escape. Among the Indians occasionally re porting to Hamilton with their ghastly but valuable trophies was Long Hair, who slipped into the fort and out again rather warily, not having much confi dence in tho3e Frenchmen who had once upon a time given him a mem orable run for his life. Winter shut down, not cold, but damp,,changeable, raw. The work on the fort was nearly completed, and Ilene de Ronville wouK have soon been relieved of his servile and exasperat ing employment under the Irish cor poral, but just at the point of time when only a few days' work remained for him he became furious, on account of an insulting remark, and struck the corpora! over the head with a hand spike. This happened in a wood some miles from town, where he was loading logs upon a sled. There chanced to be no third person present when the deed was done, and some hours passed before they found the officer quite cold and stiff l>eside the sled. His head was crushed to a pulp. Hamilton, now thoroughly exaspc-r --.ted, began to look upon the French fihabitants of Vincennes us all like 'I. itoussillon and Itene—but waiting for au opportunity to strike him una wares. Hfi increased his military vig ilance, ordered the town patrolled day and night, and forbade public gather ings of the citizens, while at the same time he forced them to furnish him a large amount of provisions. When little Adrienne Bourcier heard of Itene's terrible act, followed by his successful escape to the woods and of the tempting reward offered by Hamil ton for his scalp, she ran to Itoussillon place well nigli crazed with excitement. She had always depended upon Alice for advice, encouragement and comfort in her troubles, but In the present case there was not much that her friend could d® to cheer her. With M. Itous sillon and Rene both fugitives, tracked by wily savages, a price on their heads, while every day added new dangers to the French inhabitants of Vincennes, no rosy view could possibly be taken of the situation. Alice did her best, however, to strengthen her little friend's faith in a happy outcome. She quoted what she considered unimpeach able authority to support her optimistic argument. "I.ieuten&nt Beverley says that the Americans will be sure to drive Hamil ton out of Vincennes or capture him. Probably they are not so very far away now, and Itene may join them and come back to help punish these brutal Englishmen. Don't you wish he would, Adrienne? Wouldn't it be ro mantic?" "lie's armed; I know that," said Adrienne, brightening a little, "and lie's brave, Alice; brave as can be. He came right back into town the other nlglit and got his gun and pistols. He was at our house, too, and, oh" — She burst outcrying again. Adrlenne's simple heart could not grasp the ro mantic criterion with which Alice was wont to measure action. Her mind was single, Impulsive, narrow and di rect in all its movements. She loved, hated, desired, caressed, repulsed not for any assignable reason more solid or more luminous than "because." She adored Itene and wanted him near her. "Why couldn't he be quiet and do as your man, Lieutenant Beverley, did?" she cried in a sudden change of mood, the tears streaming down her checks. "Lieutenant Beverley surr iered and took the consequences. He didn't kill somebody and run off to be hunted like a bear. No wonder you're happy, Alice. I'd be happy, too, if Rene were here and came to spend half of every day with inc. I" "Why, what a silly girl you are!" Alice exclaimed, her face reddening prettily. "How foolish you prattle! I'm sure I don't trouble myself about Lieutenant Beverley. What put such absurd nonsense into your bead, Adrienne?" "Because, that's what, and you know it's so too. You love him just as much as 1 love Itene, and that's just all the love in the world, and you needn't deny it, Alice Itoussillon!" Alice laughed and hugged the wee, browu faced mite of a girl until she almost smothered her. It was growing dusk wheu Adrienne left Itoussillon place to go home. The wind cut icily across the commons and moaned as it whirled around the cabins and cattle sheds. She ran briskly, mutiled In a wrap, partly through fear and partly to keep warm, and bad gone two-tlilrds of her way when she was brought to an abrupt stop by the arms of a man. She screamed sharply, aud Father Beret, who was coming out of a cabin not far away, heard and knew the voice. Ho, ho, my little lady!" cried Adrlenne's captor iu a breezy, jocund tone. "You wouldn't run over a fellow, Would you?" The words were French, but tin! voice was that of Captain •'arm worth, who laughed while ho i poke. "You jump like a rabbit, my darling! Why, what a lively little chick of a girl it Is!" Adrienne screamed and struggled recklessly. "Now, don't rouse up the town," coaxed Uie captain. Ue was just drunk cnoa ji to bo quite a fool, yet suffi ciently SOIKT to Imagine himself the most proper i>ersoii In the world. "I •lon't mean you any harm, made moiselle. I'll just see j.iu safe home, you know; 'seort you to your residence. Come on. now—that's a good girl." Father Beret hurried to the spot. and when in the deepening .doom he saw Adrienne flinging lierself violently thi-s way and that, helplessly trying to es cape from the clasp of a man, he did to perfection whajpa priest is. supposed to be the least fitted to do. Indeed, considering his ape and leaving his vo cation out of the reckoning, his per formance was amazing. I is not cer :■>:!> t!.at Tl.i 1 :,.\v <: :.;t Govern "o7s- Father Beret! llclp me!" 0 Hamilton's jaw by M. Itousslilon t. a.s a stiffer one than that sent itraight from the priest's shoulder light into the short ribs of Captain t'urnsworth, who thereupon released a tuiglity grunt and doubled himself up. Ailrienne recognized her assailant at the first and used his name freely dur ing the struggle. When Father Beret appeared she cried out to liini: "Oh, Father—Father Beret! Help mo! Help me!" When Fantsworth recovered from the breath expelling shock of the jab in his ride and got himself once more in a vortical position, both girl and priest were gone. lie looked this way and that, rapidly becoming sober and be ginning to wonder how the thing could have happened so easily. Ilis ribs felt ns if they had been hit with a heavy hammer. "Bj* Jove!" he muttered all to him self. "The old prayer singing heathen! liy Jove!" And with this very brilliant and relevant observation he rubbed his sore side and went his way to the fort. Jxo BE CONTINUED.] A FAMOUS SOCIETY. hliere London'* Fnnicns I'rcnchera and Teachers Gathered. The closing decades of the laat cen tury comprehended the palmy period of a distinguished little society in London which might have been described as a club for the teachers and preachers of their age, secular or religious. Such indeed was the Metaphysical society. Ll* orjrnrtixlncr "ilrl» had nrrl'""' l l»-fn James Knowles. If its most famous member were found iu'W. E. Gladstone its leading spirits, who took the most active part in its discussions, were Cardinal Manning and Richard Holt llutton, the editor of the Spectator. James Martlneau, Matthew Arnold and William George Ward, thu> erewhlle mathematical tutor of Bnliol, as well as the pm?t Browning, may sometimes have been of the company, but the chief ligures were those already mentioned. Iu his earlier days llutton, like so many reflective men of his day, was the disciple of P. D. Maurice. Then among his associates were J. M. Lud low and Thomas Hughes, the author of "Tom Brown's School Days." After ward It. H. Iluttou's mental master would have been recognized by him in his brother member of the Metaphys ical society, James Martlneau. The great incidents in its proceedings at this time were the high speculative arguments wherein different sides were taken by teachers of their generation so mutually opposed and so individually distinguished as Manning and Martl neau, upon very rare occasions, it may be, by Gladstone, Browning and, I rather think, once or twice by Tenny son himself. The extraordinary mag netism exercised by Martlneau over his personal following was perceptible in his manner with casual acquaintances. As such, it was realized very many years ago by the present writer when, as an exceedingly young man fresh from college, he was concerned in pre paring some examination questions. In which his venerable seniors, Maurice and Martlneau, with one of two more, were to have a voice.—T. 11. 8. Eseott 1 in Chambers'. THE BEST ONES. The best law—the Golden Itule. The best education—self knowledge. The best philosophy—a contented mind. The best theology—a pure and benefi cent life. The best war—to war against one's weakness. The best medicine—cheerfulness and temperance. The best music—the laughter of an Innocent child. The best science—extracting sunshine from a cloudy day. The best telegraphy—flashing a ray of sunshine into a gloomy heart. The best biography—the life that writes charity In the largest letters. The best engineering—building a bridge of faith over the river of death. The best navigation—steering clear of the lacerating rocks of personal con tention. The best mathematics—that which doubles the most Joys and divides the most sorrows. Goats. "Few people know the many admira ble qualities of the goat," said a breeder. "Goots are the only animals that will boldly face a tire, and they are often kept in stables for the sole purpose of leading horses from the stalls In case of conflagration. Horses, you know, will burn to death before moving from the flames unless some other animal leads them out. Goats can foretell stormy weather and In variably find shelter before a storm arrives. Even in domesticated life the goat loves to clamber about on dizzy heights and will generally be found on a crag of rock or. If that Is not availa ble, on the roof of a barn or the top of a barrel. The most valuable variety of goat Is the cashmere, whose soft, silky hair furnishes material for ex pensive fabrics. The cashmere is a na tive of Tibet, but the shawls are made In France, Germany and In later years In the United States. To make a single shawl a yanj and a half square at least ten are robbed of their coats." Milwaukee Wisconsin. No. 22. THE RINGSOFSATURN THEY ARE COMPOSED OF BILLIONS OF LITTLE MOONS. Tfie»e Satellite* Are So Xameroaa That, Far From Cotintiuff Them, We Cannot Kreu See Them Sei*a rnteljr—One of Xntnre'i Marvel*. The next to the largest world in our solar system possesses billions of moons. There can be no doubt that the number is literally billions. They are so nu merous that, far from counting them, we cannot even sec them separately. They are so crowded and at the same time so far away from us that their light is inextricably intermingled, and the vast multitude looks, even in a powerful telescope, like a frosted sur face of silver. These innumerable moons are collec tively designated in astronomical text books as Saturn's rings. But the word "rings" is misleading, as is the ap pear.; nee of the objects to which the word is applied. They are not solid, connected rings, although they look so. They are little moons, arranged in concrete circles. Individually they may be uo larger than meteors. But there is no particular size that a moon must have before it is entitled to be called a moon. It is only necessary that it shall revolve regularly as a satellite around its master planet. Our moon Is comparatively a large body, *rge enough for a respectable planet if It were independent of the earth. Jupiter, and Saturn, too, for that matter, has moons still larger than ours. Mars, on the other hand, has only two very small moons. So size is uo criterion of moonship. The larger moons of Saturn revolve around it at a greater distance than that of the rings. The latter are rela tively close to the planet, and In that fact we have a clew to their origin— that is to *ay, their nearness to the planet explains why they are so small and so numerous. It can be proved that our big moon -would be broken in to numberless fragments if It revolved within about 11,000 miles of the earth's surface. Then we, too, should have rings of little moons about us In place of the single large moon that travels alone its monthly round. In Saturn's crowd of moons things happen that arc characteristic of all crowd?. They pull and haul one an other, though perhaps always keeping at arm's length. They vacillate and lurch and waver to and fro. They col lect into jam&, though probably with out much actual touching or clashing together, and the crowd grows thinner In some places, while thicker in others. Great waves of commotion run through this vast moon horde as through a flock of hurrying sheep. And yet, upon the whole, they are an orderly assemblage. They never pause In their onward movement along their fixed path about Saturn. The vagaries of individuals do not affect the general forward movement any more than the dropping out and In of stragglers or the staggerifig of unsteady marchers stays the advance of an army. It is the steady, onward sweep of a great com pany governed by a single compelling principle of action. In many respects it Is the strangest thing in the whole rtsiMe .-NQtwdY wnuJil erfir have dreamed or the existence of such a thing if telescopes had not revealed it Narrow, empty spaces divide this cu rious Lost into three or four separate legions. . ; Inasmuch ns these billions of little bodies are not separately visible from the earth, the question may naturally bo asked: "How do you know that they exist? How can j-ou tell that the rings of Saturn are not solid?" There are two ways in which we know and can tell. In the first place, the law of gravitation assures us that solid rings could not exist in such a situa tion. I have mentioned before what would happen to the earth's moon if it caino near enough to our globe to feel the effects of the gigantic tidal forces to which a close approach would sub ject it. Mathematical calculation has proved that Saturn's rings could not even be liquid bodies without being broken up into numberless separate particles. In the second place, the spectroscope has shown that the rings travel around Satum with a speed that gradually in creases from their outer to their Inner edges. llow the spectroscope is able to give us this Information is one of the most surprising stories in astronomy, but it would take too much space to tell it now. All that we need to say here is that the spectroscope shows un mistakably that the rings of Saturn move In such a way as only a multi tude of separate, independent bodies, traveling side by side in the same di rection, could move. The nearer they are to Saturn the faster they go, and accordingly If one could stand on the surface or Saturn and look up at the circles of moons over his bead he would sec the nearer ones racing past their liext outer neighbors and those In turn outstripping their more distant com panions, and so on to the outermost lim its of the wonderful system. Truly, the heavens are more full of novelties than the brain of a dreamer. —Garrett P. Serviss in Detroit Free Press. Goaalp nnd Work Combined. In the Philippines the natives do their own washing in a way peculiar to the country. Once a week the wo men gather at the riversides with the week's wash, and while they pound the clothes with a flat wooden club on a stone they d.lscuss every question of the day, from politics to village gossip. This Is ono of the events of the week that lighten the labors of the Filipino housewife, wherein she combines prof itable work with pleasure. Unlike the women of most other countries, the ouo subject they do not discuss is dress. He Waa Arvful Ilomely. One day while on a hunting expedi tion in the Alps Victor Emmanuel met nu old woman gathering brambles. She inquired of the whether It was true, as she hn4» heard, that the king was in the neighborhood. If so, was there any chance of seeing him? "Yes," said his majesty "he is about. Would you like to see limi?" The old woman declared that few Rights would give her more pleasure." "Well, mother, I am the king." She stared at him for a moment and broke into a grin. "Get out with you, Jester! Do you think n nice woman like the queen would marry a chap like you, with that hideous mug?" The king was not offended. Ter haps the compliment to his wife mol llflcd him. He gave the woman a piece of money, Willi which be was al ways free, and passed along. One Olialarl* Only. Scholar- I'rofc.<£ar, your mnemonic system la wonderful, and I am sure that any one, after mr.slerlng tho rules, can learn to remember any thing. But I am handicapped by one •Ufllculty. Professor--What Is it? Scholar—l can't remember the rule*.— Town and Country.