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PAINT! 20 jjp SoiFFEHENTk| §:g KINDS !f! & tl? 4* BUf ALL 4? SHERWIN-WILL'AMS A PAmT ili EVEttY iji fl? PURPOSE ijt Redick & Grohrnan Si tfftl - ??!? 109 N. Main St., $ SUTLER, PA. H Do You Buy Medicines? Certainly You Do. Then you V'ne bc?t for the least money. That is our motto. Come and see us when in need of anything in the Drug Line and we are sure you will .call again. We carry a full line of Drugs. Chemicals, Toilet Articles, etc. Purvis 7 Pharmacy S. G. PURVIS, PH. G Both Pbon«,-s --81/i H Muist Ht Butler Pit. Trusses. If you are ruptured this will interest you. We have the agency for the "Smithsonian Truss," which allows absolute freedom of movement and holds at the "internal ring," the only place where a truss should hold, hut very few do. When a cure can be affected with a trass, this truss will cure. Children can often times be cured with a properly fitted truss. Safisfaction guaranteed. If after a months wear you are not satisfied, your money will be returned, Come, or write for literature. Don't forget our special Saturday sale, a 60c box o ( . candy for 35c, on Saturday only. The Crystal Pharmacy R. M. LOGAN, Ph. G., Sl CI'KSNOK TO Johnston's Crystal Pharmacy, BOTH PHONE s *. 106 N. Main St., Butler; Pa. BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, JUNE 30, 1904 KSwfegagKS * > £>2* >*> v II ALICE of OLD I! By MAURICE THOMPSON <| N j£: t'.s» ', 4* v ' -I C»pyr?-fc«. 1950. ty (ht EO?. ; E:;-:'EK:-tl.JL COST'.'.?;Y \J V • •" " * •• - 4 %♦;•❖*•:*; ;~> - * : .-: •> CHAPTER XIII. A VZETXKG l.\ TIIE W XDEIUCSSS. EVEIILEY s< t out on his mid winter journey to Kaskaskia ' SJH with a tempest in bis heart, : iind it was perhaps the storm's ■ f-nrrgy thr.t gave him the courage to f.: ■ ■ undaunted and nudoubting what his experience must have told lilm lay in bis path. What meant suffering to him if be could hut rescue Alice? And what were life should he fail to rescue lier? The old, old song hummed in his i n art. every phrase of it distinct above the tumult of ihe storm. Could cold . and :i-.volleu ravenous wild beasts uhd scalp hunting savage 3 balile bimV No; tic re is no barrier that can binder love. lie said this over end over to himself after his reivcoun : ter with the four Indian scouts on the j Wabash. lie repeated it with every heart b< it until hs fell in with some ' friendly red took him to their ' can p, v. ::< re, to his gsv.it Mil-prise, he ! me! M. Itousslllon. It was his song ' when a-iin lit? strode o!T toward the ■ west on his Ion? !y way. IPs did not know that Long Hair and | bis band were fast on his track, but | the knowledge could not have urged j him to greater haste, lie strained ev i cry muscle to its utmost, kept every nerve to the highest tension. Yonder toward the west was help for Alice. That was nil he cared for. But if Long Hair was pursuing lilm with relentless greed for the reward of fend by Hamilton there were friendly footsteps still nearer behind him, and qjic day at high noon while he was bending over a little fire broiling some liberal cuts of venison a finger tapped him on the shoulder. lie sprang up and grappled Oncle Jazon. At the same time, standing near by, he saw Simon Kenton, his old time Kentucky friend. The pungled features of one and the fine, rugged face of the other swam as in a mist before Beverley's eyes. Ken ton was laughing quietly, his strong, upright form shaking to the force of bis pleasure. He was in the early prime of a vigorous life, not handsome, but strikingly attractive by reason of n certain glow In his face and a kindly flash In his deep set eyes. "Well, well, my boy!" he exclaimed, laying his left hand on Beverley's shoulder, while In the other ho held a long, heavy rifle. "I'm glad to see ye, glad to see ye!" "Thought we was Injuns, eh'/" said Oncle Jazon. "An* ef we had 'a' been we'd 'a' beci>Shore o' your scalp!" Tho wizened old Creole cackled gleefully. •'And where are ye goin'?" demand ed Kenton. "Ve're makin' what lacks a heap o' beta' a bee line for some place or other." Beverley was dazed and vacant mind ed. Things seemed wavering and dim. He pHslied the t\vo men from him and gazed at them without speaking. Their ptvkonce and voices did not convince, hi in. "Yer meat's a-burnin'," said Oncle Jazon, stooping to turn it on the smol dering coals. "Ye must be hungry. Cookin' enough for a regiment." Kenton shook Beverley with rough familiarity ns if to rouse his faculties. "What's the matter? Fitz, my lad, don't ye know Si lientou? It's not so ijiig wiiice we were like brothers, and now ye don't speak to jae. Yo've not forgotten me, Fitz!" "Mebby he don't like ye as well as ye thought he did," drawled oncle Jazon. "I hev known o' fellers "-beta' mistaken Jes' thet way." Beverley got his wits together as best ho could, taking In the situation by such degrees as seemed at the time un duly slow, but which were really mere momentary falterlngs. "Why, Kenton! Jazon!" he presently exclaimed, a Cordial gladness blending with his surprise. "How did you get here? Where did you come from?" He looked from one to the other back and forth, with a wondering smile breaking over his bronzed and deter mined face. "We've been hot on yer trail for thir ty hours," said Kenton. "Bousslllon put us 011 hack yoniler. * But what are ye up to? Where are ye gota'?" "I'm going to Clark at Kaskaskia to bring him yonder." lie waved his lianil eastward. "I am going to take Vineennes and kill Hamilton." "Well, ye're takJn' a mighty quour course, my boy, if ye ever expect to find Kaskaskia. Ye're already twenty miles too far south." "Carryln' his gun 011 the same shoul der all the time," said Oncle Jazon, "has made 'lin kind o' swing In a curve Ilk' 'Tuln't good luck nohow to carry yer gun on yer lef' shoulder. When ye do It ineks ye take a longer step with yer right foot than ye do with yer lef, on' ye can't walk a straight line to save yer liver. Ventrebleu! La venalson brule encore! Look at that dasted meat burnta' ag'ln!" He jumped back to the lire to turn the scorching cuts. Beverley wrung Kenton's hand and looked Into his eyes as a man docs when an old friend comes suddenly out of the past, so to say, and brings tliw freshness and comfort of a strong, true soul to brace him In his hour of great est need. "Of nil meu in tin 1 world, Simon Ken ton, you were the least expected. But how glad I am, how thankful! Now I know 1 shall succeed. We are going lo capture Vineennes, Kenton, are we not? We shall, shan't we, Jazon? Nothing, notldng can prevent us, can It';" Kenton heartily returned tlie pres sure of the young man's hand, while Oncle Jazon looked up quizzically and said: "We're a tol'ble 'spectable lot to pre vent; but, then, we might git pervent td. I've seed better men 'an us purty consld'ble pcrvented lots o' times In my life." "For my part," said Kenton, "1 nm Willi ye, old boy, In anything ye want to do. But now ye're got to tell me everything. I see that ye're keepln' something back. What Is It?" Ho glanced sldcwlso slyly at On:le Jazon. Beverley was frank to a fault, but somehow his heart tried to keep Alice all to Itself. He hesitated; thc«- "I broke my parole with Coventor Hamilton," he said. "He forced me to do it. I feel altogether justified. I told him beforehand that I should cer tainly leave Vineennes and go get a force to capture and kill him. and I'll (o It, Simon Kenton; I'll do It'" ■ I t.-e, I m i-," Kei|tou .1-. eiili-d, "but What was the row about? What did do to excite ye, to make yo feel Jus- tilled in brcakin' over yer pnrolo. ; n that high handed way? Fits. I Uu «w ye too well to b; it. :- i 1y y. You've gut somethiif In 1.. i t"yc d n't wai.t to tr-ii. Well, d;*n't tell It. Oncle Jazon and 1 v.iii go it blind, won't we. JazouV" "i'lind as two mo! said the old man: "but, as for ther secret." he add ed. winking both e\ s .-it ;'i:cc, "I doll t know as It's *o mi !.:y hard to guess. It's always safe to ':; i.• a woman in the case. It's women thet sends men a-trot!::f 0.1 'bout notliin'. sort o" craKylike." Beverley looked guilty and Oncle Ja zon continued: ' l'ii y's a pooty ;a! :;{ Vi::c. 'incs, an' I se:» the ytui- !•'. . ' in' into her house about :i li' . a d:y 'fore I lef the place. M.-V- Ue'3 tuck rj, wi' one o' tin j i ii -.1 officers. Gals is slippery an' oas irtin'." ".Jazon," cri;id Leverl y, lhat in stantly. or I'll wring your oi neck!" Ilis anger was real, ami he 1.. Nt what he said, lie clinched his h nds and glowered. "I>on't get mad at the old man." said Kenton, plucking Beverley asid-\ "He's yer friend from his heels to his old scalped crown. Let him have liis fun." Then, lowering hi 3 voice almost to a whisper, he continued: "I was in Vineennes for two d iys and nights spyin' around. Mine. Godere hid :ue In her house when there was need of it. I know how it is with ye. I got all the gossip about ye and the young lady, as well as all the informa tion about Hamilton and his forces that Colonel Clark wants. I'm goin' to Kaskaskia, but I think it quite pos sible that Clark will be on his march to Vineennes before we get there, for Vigo has taken him full particulars as to the fort and its garrison, and I know that lie's determined to capture the whole thing or die tryin'." Beverley felt his heart swell nnd his blood leap strong In his veins at these words. "I saw ye while I was in Vineennes," Kenton added, "but I never let ye sec? 111 c. Ye were a prisoner, and I had no business with ye while your parole held. I felt that It was best not to tempt ye to give me aid or to let ye have knowledge of me while I was a spy. I left two days before ye did and should have been at Kaskaskia by this time If I hadn't run across Jazon, who detained me. He wanted to go with nie, and I waited for lilm to repair the vtock of his old gun. He tinkered at It 'tween meals and showers for half a week at the Indian village back yonder before ho got it just to suit him. But I tell ye he's wo'tli waitin' for any length of time, and I was glad to lot him have his way." Kenton, who was still a young man in his early thirties, respected Bever ley's reticence on the subject upper most In his mind. Mine. Godere had told the whole story with flamboyant embellishments. Kenton had seen Al ice, and. Inspired with the gossip and a surreptitious glimpse of her beauty, ho felt perfectly familiar with Beverley's condition. He was himself a victim of the tender passion to tho extent of be ing an exile from his Virginia home, which he had left 011 account of dan gerously wounding a rival. But he was well touched with the backwoods man's taste for Joke and banter. He and Oncle Jazon, therefore, knowing the main feature of Beverley's predica ment, enjoyed making the most o? their opportunity In their rude but perfectly generous anil kindly way. By indirection and Impersonal de tails, as regarded his feelings toward Alice, Beverley in due time made ids friends understand lhat his whole 11 m bltion was centered In rescuing lier. Nor did tin; motive fall to enlist their sympathy to the utmost. If all the world loves a lover all men having the best virile lustlnct will fight for a lov er's cause. Both Kenton and Oncle Ja zHu were enthusiastic. They wanted nothing better than an opportunity to aid In rescuing any girl who had shown so much patriotism anil pluck. But Oncle Jazon was fond of Alice, and Beverley's story affected lilm peculiar ly on her account. * "They's one question I'm a goln' to put to ye, young man," he said after he had heard everything anil they had talked It all over, "an' I want ye to an swer it straight as a bullet f'olll yer gun." "Of course, Jazon. Go ahead." said Beverley. "I shall be glad to answer." But his mind was far away with the gold haired maiden In Hamilton's pris on. He scarcely knew what he was saying. "4ir ye expeetin' to marry Allco Bousslllon?'' Beverley started as If a blow had been aimed at him. Oncle Jazon's question Indeed was a blow as unex pected as It was direct and powerful. "I know It's pooty p'inted," the old man added after a short pause, "an' yo may think thet I ain't got no business askln' It, but I have. That leetic gal's a pet o' mine, an' I'm a-lookln' after her an' expeetin' to see thet she's not bothered by nobody who's not goln' to do right by her. Marryin' Is a mighty •good thing, but"— Kenton had been peeping under the low hanging scrub oak boughs while Oncle Jazon was speaking these hist words, and now lie suddenly interrupt ed: "The deuce! Look yonder!" he growl ed out lii startling tone. "Injuns!" It was a sharp snap of the conversa tion's thread, and at the same time our three friends realized that they had beer 1 careless In not keeping a better lookout. They let fall the meat tlicy had not yet finished eating and seized their guns. Five or six dark forms were moving toward them across a little point of the prairie that cut Into the wood a quarter of a mile distant. "Yander's more of em," said (hide Jazoii, as if not In the least concern- dark tonight." "Wa-a-1." Oncle Jazon drawled non chalantly while he took in a quid of to bacco, "I've been into tighter squeezes 'an this many a time, an' I got out too." "Likely enough," said Kenton, still reflecting while his eyes roamed around the circle of savages. "I tit the skunks in Fcrginny 'fore ye's thought of. Si Kenton, an' down In Car'lina in them hills. If ye think I'm n-goin' to be scalped where they ain't 110 scalp 'ithout trylu' a few dodges, yer a dail dasteder fool 'an I used to think ye was, an' tliet's makin' a big compliment to ye." "Well, we don't have to argy this question, Oncl£ Jazon. They're a-git- WJ 7 - L>y it young tcirrrlor leaped hl'jh nnd fell jki nil i/zcd. tin' ready to run In upon 11s, and we've Rot to tight. I say, Beverley, are ye ready for fast shoot in'? Have ye got a-plenty o' bullets?" "Yes; Kotisslllon gave me a hundred, bo you thftik" He was Interrupted by a yell that leaped from savage mouth to mouth all round the circle, arid theu the charge began. "Steady, now!" growled Kenton. "Let's not tie In a hurry. Wait till Hiey come nigh enough to hit 'em be ,'ore we shoot." The time was "short, for the Indians enme 011 at almost race horse Kpced. Oncle Jazon fired first, the long, keen crack of his smal' bore rifle splitting the atr with a '-»n of vicious fiiergy, and a lithe y • -rlor who was outstripping all I ,v leaped '•'■•h 11 ml fell paralyzed. ' ■n't nhoot wo'tli a cent." mut- I r.-il the old man, deftly beginning to feload his gun the while, "but 1 Jes' happened to hit that buck. He'll never git my scalp, tliet's sartin and sure." Beverley and Kenton each llkewlso dropped nn Indian, but tho shots did not even check the rush. Long Hair had {>l?i ii n<*een surpassed. Like three lion* at bay, the white men met the Mhock, and llon llke they fought In the rniilHt of seven teen Htalwart and determined savages. "Don't kill them. Take them alive. Throw them down and >iuj•■! nt£ j true, death an a spy would !>;• the cer : tain result If he were taken back. He might an well d'e n<>* A* f'>r Itever ley, he thought only of A lie yonder us lie had left her a prisoner In llamll -1 ton's hands. Onele .la /.on, If h ■ thought lat all, probably conoid-red nothing 1>««» present eric-ape. though he prayed audi bly to the Cli mscU Virgin oven wjiite be lay liclplesa upon the ground pinned down by the weight of an enormous Indian, lie could not move any part of liinisflf save his lips, and thos.- me chanically put forth the wheeziui: sup plication. IJevcrlev and Kenton, beta;: yr>un;i and powerful, were not so easily Mas tered. For awhile indeed they ap peared to be more than holding their own. They time and time aga : .n scat tered the entire crowd by the violence of their muscular efforts, and after It had finally closed ip upon them in a solid body they swayed and swung It back and forth and round and round until the writhing, savage mass looked as if caught in the vortex of a whirl wind. But each tremendous exertion could not last lonjs. Eight to one made too great a difference between the con tending parties, and the only possible conclusion of the struggle soon en me. Seized upon by desperate, clinsing, wolflike assailants, the white men felt their arms, legs and bodies weighted down and their strength fast going. Kenton fell next after Oncle Jazou and was soon tightly bound with raw hide thongs. He lay on his back pant ing and utterly exhausted, while Bev erley still kept up the unequal fight. Long Hair sprang In at the last mo ment to make doubly certain the secur ing- of his most important captive. He Hung his long and powerful arms around Beverley from behind and made a great effort to throw him upon the ground. The young man, feeling this fresh and vigorous clasp, turned himself about to put forth one more mighty spurt of power. He lifted the stalwart Indian bodily and dashed him headlong against the buttressed root of a tree half a rod distant, breaking the smaller bone of his left forearm and well nigh knocking him senseless. It was a fine exhibition of manly strength, but there could be nothing gained by it. A blow on the back of his head the next instant stretched Beverley face downward and uncon scious on the ground. The savages turn ed him over and looked satisfied when thej- found that he was not dead. They bound him with even greater care than they had shown in securing the others, while Long Hair stood by stolidly look ing on, meantime supporting his broken forearm in his hand. "Fgh, dog!" he grunted and gave Beverley a kick in the Side. Then turning a fiendish stare upon Oncle Jazon, he proceeded to deliver against his old, dry ribs three or four like con tributions with resounding effect. "Polecat! Little old greasy woman!" he snarled. "Make good fire for war rior to dance by!" Kenton also re ceived his full share of the kicks and verbal abuse, after which Long Hair gave orders for tires to be built. Then he looked to Ills hurt arm and had the bone set and bandaged, never so much as wincing the while. It was soon apparent that the Indians puri»oscd to celebrate their successful enterprise with'a feast. They cooked a large amount of buffalo steak. Then, each with his hands full of the savory meat, they began to dance around the fires, droning meantime an atrociously repellent chant. Before this was ended a rain begau to fall, and it rapidly thickened from a desultory shower to a roaring down your that effectually quenched not only fhe fires around which the savages were dancing, but the enthusiasm of the dancers as well. During the rest of the afternoon and all night long tho fall was Incessant, accompanied by a cold, panting, walling southwest wind. Beverley lay on the ground face up ward, the rawhide strings torturing his liiuhs, the chill of cold water searching his hones. He could «re nothing but the dim, strange canopy of flying rain, against which the bare boughs of tlio ■crub oaks were vaguely outlined; he could hear nothing but the cry of the wind nnd (he swash of the water which fell upon lilin and ran under hltu, bub bling and gurgling as If fiendishly ex ultant. The night dragged on through Its ter rible length, dealing out Its Indescriba ble horrors, and at last morning ar rived, with a stingy and uncertain gift of light slowly Increasing until the dripping trees appeared forlornly gray nnd brown against clouds now break lig Into masses »4iat gave but lltlle lain. There was greot stir among the In dians. Long Half stalked about scru tinizing the ground. Beverley saw him corno near time and again with a hid eous, inquiring scowl on his face. Grunts and laconic exclamations pass ed from mouth to mouth, and present ly the Import of It all could not tie mis taken. Kenton and Jazon were gone— had escaped during tho night and the rata had completely obliterated their tracks. The Indians were furious. Long Ilalr seikt out picked parties of his best scouts with orders to scour the coun try in all directions, keeping with him self a few of the older warriors. Bev erley was fi*d what lie would eat of venison, anil Ixing Hair made him un- licvcrlc]/ dashed him hotdlon'j ayalntt ihe root of u tree. derstatul that he would have to suffer some terrible punishment on account of the action of his companions. Late in the day the scouts straggled back with the report that 110 track or sign of tho fugitives hail been discov ered, anil Immediately a consultation was held. Most of the warriors. In cluding nil of the young bucks, de manded a torture entertainment as compensation for their exertions and th« unexpected loss of their own pris oners, for It hart been agreed that Bev erley belonged exclusively to !e Awaited the YJetlnis. From a worldwide traveler come these stories of evil ruins abroad, of dark nights, evil companions and lone liness. lie says: "I sometimes think of a night I spent in an inn on the Spanish fron tier. in a little seaside village surround ed by a thick pine forest. I was ac commodated with a bed in a large room in which another traveler was lying. He was talkative, as most southern Frenchmen are. and curious as to my business, circumstances and future movements. I told him a story of my financial troubles which seemed to me to have saved my life. lie wa9 restless during the night and kept go ing to the window. I could not go to sleep while he was moving about. "In the end we both fell asleep. He had f.iven me his name, a name with which a year or two later Mae whole of France was ringing. He was tried for a double murder, perpetrated uuder cir cumstances of peculiar atrocity, and with such a motive of petty robbery that the opinion was he must have had long familiarity with crime. The murder for which he was convicted was carried out to gain possession of £2O, and people believed none but a hardened criminal would nerve himself to murder for gain so paltry. "Such was my companion in a lonely inn, where my disappearance would have arroused neither curiosity nor suspicion. How he would have dis posed of me I could imagine from the crime for which he was convicted. He traveled with a large trunk. I some times think it was Ihe one afterward seized at the cloakroom of a station on the Cherbourg line containing the body of his fiitest victim. I think all that saved me from sepulture within it was the cunning with which I had concealed the fact I was in possession that night of a considerable sum. "It was with similar cunning that my brother and myself avoided a like danger at Itotterdam. We were lads of ten and twelve respectively, on our way home to England from our school In Wiesbaden. As the ship did not start until the day following our ar rival, we had been obliged to pass the night in Itotterdam. A loafer conduct ed us to a miserable tavern in a slum off the Bompjes, where we paid for the best room. "As the time for retiring came our villainous looking landlord conducted us to a dark closet and told us to sleep there. 'We have falleojnto a trap,' I said to my brother, and so it seemed when later we heard a stealthy step on the staircase. Then we began to talk In German, the gist of our conversation was: What would become of us the next day If the money ex pected from our parents did not arrive? We colored the story of distress, and probably our being awake saved us in stead of the tale overheard. We heard the step retreating, and, remaining awake till morning, we were not mo lested. "From what I have since heard of this class of house In Rotterdata and Amsterdam I have no doubt that we had a narrow escape." France, too. Is dotted with houses where murder and theft lurk behind the mask of treachery. In the forest of Chatenay, three miles from Macon, you may see the ruins of a church con secrated to Rt. John. "Not far from this," writes Itaoul Glabert, "a scoun drel had built a house for the accom modation of travelers. In this house he murdered all who came to lodge. The monster used the flesh of his vic tims for nourishment. "A man came there with his wife and asked shelter. Having rested, his wife, prying into a closet, discovered a heap of human remains. At this the trav elers grew pale and made for the road. The Innkeeper tried to stop them, but terror lent speed, so they were able to escape to the town, where they Inform ed IYlnce Othon of the discovery. A great number of men set out, the mon ster was found In his den, and no less than forty-eight human heads were dls eovered, remains of travelers whom he had murdered and devoured. He was dragged back to town, tied to a beam In a cellar and burned to death. "I myself," says Glabert, "was pres ent at his execution." From other chronicles of this period cannibalism seems to have been looked upon by Innkeepers as a prerequisite of their profession. This story Is In Its way more horrible than Hamilton Aides' Action, for In his evil inn only the teeth and hair of the victims were coveted by the two sisters of Cologne. The French inn of most sinister repu tation Is still standing In a mountain pass In Auvergne. This Is known to history as Ihe .Murderers' inn. The Inn Is a death trap. Booms assigned to travelers have windows barred with Iron. In an outhouse Is the furnace In which bodies of victims were dis posed of. Hundreds of lonely travel ers. belated In this Inaccessible spot, have been plundered and murdered.— Philadelphia North American. Nc'lllnir (joodi In Uaibon. Around IJMbon arc* certain entrancea, generally gateways of the old walls. All persons bringing chickens, eggs, butter or any other product Into the city for sale are stopped at the gate and required to pay a tax proportion ed to the value of their articles. At the depot all passengers on suburban as well as through trains must have their bags anil packages examined and pay for any wares they are bringing Into the city. DOMESTIC STRATEGY. tfvtv One Woman Made Sur» That Her I.etfer* Were Mailed. Mrs. Aiken's husband was one of tho ten or fifteen million men who forget to post letters, cmiccrnlug whom tho annals of humor contain thousands of jokes, lie was nut a bad case, for he did not always forget, and when he did he remembered again within two days. .Mrs. Aiken was not u bad case either, for she did not scold her hus band. When she hail an especially Impor tant letter to post she either went out to the corner herself and slipped It Into the box or lay 111 wait for the postman on his early morning round, one day she was not feeling well, and several Invitations to dinner for the following week were due to tie posted at once. So she Intrustisl them to Mr. Aiken, who made the usual promises. Bho followed lilm to the dining room door, saying Impressively: "Letters! Letters! Letters! Now don't forget! Letters! Look me In the eyes and say It after me." "If you hypnotize me I shall forget everything. All right. letters! Let ters! L-e-t-t-e-r-s!" He kissed her. No. 25 shoved the handful of envelopes into his pocket and went out. He did keep the letters on his mind all the way to town in the train. Al though two men stopped him before be got to his desk, yet he kept his hand on the bulgtng pocket. He unlocked his desk with fbe other band, and be fore he allowed himself to look at his morning's mail he put his wife's letters into the mall basket and called the of fice boy. "There," he said to himself, •'those will go to the post an hour before the office mail. I think I can remember a few things once In awhile." His sense of virtue abode with him all the morning and all the afternoon. On his way home at night be thought of a few facetious remarks to make to a woman who had so little confidence In her husband's memory that she must go through a burlesque dramatic per formance after breakfast to Impress a small matter on his mind. As he open ed the front door he saw her coming down the stairs. "Well, my dear, I suppose you are going to ask me whether I posted your letters." v "Oh, no, dear. I know you posted them." "Now, there Is confidence!" said Mr. Alken, with genial Irony. "Not confidence at all, darling, but knowledge. If you had looked you would have seen that among the let ters was a post card addressed to my self. It came by the last delivery this afternoon."—London .Tit-Bits. To Remove Doit From Gye. To remove a bit of dust from the eye is, after all, an easy matter, though the greategt care should alwllys be tak en In so doing. If the dust lodges ou the lower lid, press the eyelid, pulling It down and telling the victim to look* up. This exposes the inner lid, and the dust can be removed upon a toothpick or hairpin, about the end of which a bit of cotton has been wound, to avoid a scratch or a bruise. If the upper lid Is affected, take the eyelashes firmly between the forefinger and the thumb, ask the patient to look down and with a quick movement turn the eyelid up over the point of a pencil or, better still, the edge of a card, which should be pressed agulnst the eyelid Just above the stiff part. This causes no pain, and the dust can be wiped off as from the lower lid. A bit of steel Is more difficult to re move. If a magnet is at hand, it is sometimes easily drawn out by the magnet's attraction. No particle of .dust or steel should be allowed to re main la the eye. It is likely to cause serious inflammation, which may re sult in the loss of sight. Why a Cemetery Is Bo Called. Webster says a cemetery Is "a place where the dead bodies of human be ings are burled." But that Is nil he * says, and there Is not a five-year-old child in the land that could not-tell as much without referring to his Un-- abrldged. In tracing the derivation of the word I find that the root Is in an old Jewish word "caemeteria," meaning dormitories or sleeping places. Later on the form of expression was changed to "requletorlum." In that section of "Camden's Remains" which has the beading of "Concerning Brit ish Epitaphs" I find t be following: "The place of burial was called by St. Paul 'semenatoria,' in the respect of * •ore hope of" 'tL rtamxeetitm" The Greeks call it "caemeterion," which means "a sleeping place until the resur rection." The old Hebrew word®for cemetery means "the bouse for the living," the Idea being that death is only a protracted bleep that will ter minate on the day that Gabriel blows his trumpet—Exchange. The Lover»' Leap. Sappho killed, herself by jumping from the Lovers' Leap, a Leucadlan cliff. This leap was often taken by lovesick persons, who believed that if they survived the fall they would be effectually cured of a hopeless passion. The leaps were always witnessed by crowds of spectators, and the would bo suicides were In no way Interfered with by the state. Boats were in at tendance bolow to pick up the leapers If they came to the surface of the sea after the plunge. Sappho had a pas sion for a young man who did not re turn her love and leaped from the cliff in order to be cured. She perished in the fall. So also did Artlmesia and mony other celebrities. Pliny tells a curious story of an old Athenian miser who was in love with his cook, and, desiring a cure, went to have a look at the cliff. He peeped over, shook his head, went home and man-led the cook. THE BOOKS THEY READ. Cowper read only his Bible and his prayer book. Chopin rarely read anything heavier than a French novel. Voltaire's favorite classical author was Juvenal, the satirist Rossini for nearly thirty years read nothing but French novels. Jean Paul Rlchter had only five or six books, all philosophical. Lord Cllve said that "Robinson Cru soe"' beat any other book he ever read. Franklin read all he could find re lating to political economy and finance. Michael Angelo was fondest of the books of Moses and the psalms of Da vid. liach wus no great reader, but much enjoyed books of Jokes and funny sto rles. Baxter read only the Bible and best enjoyed the prophesies of Isaiah aud the l'saluis. Wordsworth was fond of the poetry of Burns, but said the latter was too rough and uncouth.— Booklover. Animal Cariosity. A cow will approach a new object fascinated, but with timorous suspi cion,''and a horse is even more timid, gazing at a distanco for awhile, ready to flee In n moment. The monkey will snatch nt everything that Is new aud deliberately examine it till, Unding that he cannot eat it or mock mankind with It, he will drop It and let It pass from his shallow memory. There Is n pathos In the slenderness of animal curiosity, It is so easily satisfied. The thought, if thought It be, usually euds with the first flush of surprise aud the impression of sAfety. a ponce Cake. "Do you call this sponge cake? Why, it's as hard as can be." "Yes, mum. That's the way a sponge is before it's wet Soak It In your tea, mum."—London Punch. Knowledge whut consciously. -Chicago Post