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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 • |
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Ccpjr?,lht. hr tUe COVCOTfTAKY *t4
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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 <fTily sworn to iU-i.ie;i;i t'.. : -"lves
tt* lawful subjects of Ore:a Britain,
lieiw de itmiviile v.as amo::g (he lirst
to take the oath, and it pr ::;>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.