VOL. XXXXI. BICKELS FALL FOOTWEAR. Largest Stock and most Handsome Styles of Fine Footwear we Have Ever Shown. Sorosls Shoes. Twenty new Fall styles—Dongola, Enamel and Patent-kid, made in the latest up-to-date styles. Extremely large stock of Misses' and Children s fine shoes in many new and pretty styles for fall. ■■ » QI Showing all the latest styles in men S onues Men's fine shoes, all leathers, $2.00 to $6.00. Complete stock of Boys', Youths' and Little Gents' fine shoes. Prices this Fall will be lower than last season as prices on stock are lower and consequently will be able to give much better values for the money. . A complete stock of Cokey's hand-made box-toe and plain toe shoes. High-cut copper-toe shoes for boys and good water-proof school shoes for girls. Large stock of Women s heavy shoes in Kangaroo-calf and oil-grain for country wear. RUBBER AND FIU GQ2BI Our stock of Rubber and Felt Goods is extremely large, and owing to the large orders which we placed, we were able to get very close prices and are in a position to offer you the lowest prices for best grades of Felts and Rubber Goods. An immense business enables us to name the very lowest prices for reliable footwear. When in need of anything in our line give us a call. Repairing promptly done. JOHN BICKEL, BUTLER, PA. Timely Hints for Everybody. <: Fair Week Necessities. |] Children's Wear for School. THE MODERN STORE- This store doesn't copy. It aim » to be original Wo don't look to what othera do. bnt go ahead and supply the want-* of oar customers and by doing so increase oar trade. For this reason we sold more goods this A.ngaat than last. We (fire yon genuine value for your money and that Wonts in (he long run LITTLE THINGS YOU NEED F0« P AIR WEEK Xew lot of Ladies' Neckwear ju*t in Turnover Collars. 5c 10c, 18c 25c. Stock Collars in Linen and Silk. 25c and 50c. New Silk and Kid Belts. 25c and 50c. Ladies' Hand-bags, special values 25c, 50c and •od 11.00. All the latest novelties in Jewelry, Back and Side Combs, etc. Latest shades in Hosiery. Parisian Blue, Violet aud White, 50c pair. The Bast Placa to Fit Out Children for School Special values in Hosiery, Underwear, Handkerchiefs, Collars, Boys' Waists, etc. A big stock to select from. Still a Few Shirt Waists Left at 1-2 Price. EISLER-M'ARDORF COMPANY, I 221 Send in Your Mail Orders. A Determination Sale Ever hear of one? We call it a DETERMINATION SALE because we are determined to carry over no Spring and Summer goods if cut prices will remove them. No matter what the loss. Here are some of our prices: Choice of a lot of 2 Piece Suits that sold for $lO and sl2 for $5. Fine Blue Serge and Cheviot Suits regular $lO and sl2 values closing price $6.75, Balance 0f our line Of $}3.50 and sls suits, comprising, Cheviots, Cassimeres and Worsteds for SB, Any suit that formerly sold at $lB and S2O for sl2 Grand bargains in our Children's Department. Extraordinary values in Men's Pants. Men's Furnishings at unheard of Low Prices. schaul & Nast, LEADING CLOTHIERS AND FURNISHERS, 137 South Main St., Butler. " T NNA, L. ■ V —I A.—-HI. ■ ■ —- | Semi-Annual Sale j / Wo only run two Sijlea each year, une (luring January and February J and the other daring Jaly and August. The object of these sales is to rid * / np all odds and ends after the season is oyer. f N We never change the price which i? marked on each ticket in plain / f figures and when we sav or t off it means something for the customer. I ) We have too many 'goods in our store now but the falling prices will ? i I soon move it V j OCA Men's Suits, all sizes in both Sacks and Cutaways go at one-half I C £J\J former price. \ 1 OAA Men's Suits. Many of which are the very newest in style and such ' \ Juv makes as the famous Hamberger & Sons go at £ off former price. J C OK A Men's Buits at 80 per cent, discount and all the Bal including black \ / *vf V and all makes at 10 per cent, off former prices. 1 S1 HA l* 01 ** FauU Sqita rupning in price from 00 to |}o.oo. all f / iUU go at $3.50 per suit r J S OAA Boys' Suits ip both Long and Short Pants go at i former price. S / «"v All the balance at 10 per cent, discount. C J Men's, Boys' and Children's Straw Hats all go at one-half price. Also / C all Wash Suits one-half price. \ # Come early and get a real bargain because we never advertise what f r we do not have in store for you. " J j Douthett & Graham. > |f N INCORPORATED. i I K E C K ; j g Merchant Tailor, g 1; Spring & Summer Suitings n JUST ARRIVED. f< 142 North Main St. V ' j K E C K I j ~THE BUTLER CITIZEN. PROFESSIONAL CAKUS. PHYSICIANS, ; Tvlt. JULIA E. FOSTER, j U OSTEOPATH. Consultation and examination free. I Office hours -9t012 A. M., 2to • I M., daily wept Sunday. Eveuing i appuiutu-ent. i Office— Stein Block. Rooms 9-10, But j ler, Pa People's Phone 478. GEO M BEATTY. M. D , PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, ' Office in John Richey Building. ! Office Honrs -9-11 A'M., 2:30 5:30 P. M.. 0:30-8:30 P. M Sunday -9-10:45 A. M.. 1-3:00 P. M. Night calls 331 N. Washington St. People's Phone 739. OR. EL J. NEEL\, Rooms 6 and 7. Hughes Bnild'ng, South Main St. Chronic disease* of genito urinary organs and reetutii treated by the mo* approved methods. Hemorrhoids ami Chronic I) senses a Specialty. \\T H. BROWN, M D II • Office in Riddle buildinir.Diainond, next, door to Dr. Bell's old office. Office Honrs: —9 to ii a us., tto 3 .r.d 6 to ii p m. T C. BOYLE, M. N. r) 1 EYH, NOSK AND THROAT, After April Ist, office in fcrner TJr. Peters'residence, No. iai E. Cucning hani St., Butler, Pa., next door to Tiu»ts printing office. CI, ARA E. MORROW D 0.. GRADUATE BOSTON COLLEGE OF OSTEOPATHY. Women's diseases a specialty. Con sultatian and examination free. Office Hours, 9to 12 m, 2 to J p m People's Phone 573. 116 S. Main street, But!er, Pa P M.ZIMMERMAN VI. PHYSICIAN AND SUBGKON At 327 N. Main St. LR. HAZLETT, *. D., > 106 West Lnamouil, Dr. 3rabam's formtr office. Special attention g veu to liye, ?ce and Throat Peocle's Phone 274. OAJFTUXLK. BIPPDB, O PHYSICIAN AND SUKGKON West Cunningham St. DENTISTS. DR. S. A. JOHNSTON, SURGEON DENTIST. Formerly of Bntler, Has located opposite Lowry Honse, Main St, Butler, Pa. The fjneit work a specialty. Expert, painless extractor of teeth by hia new method, no medi cine nsed or jabbing a needle into the Hums; also gas and ether used. Com inunicafions by mail receive prompt at tention. f\R J. WILBERT McKEE, IJ SURGEON DENTIST. Office over Leighner's Jewelry store, Batler, Pa Peoples Telephone 505. A specialty made of gold fillings, gold crown anu bridge work. ~J. HINDIIAN, • DENTIST. 137} South Main street, (ov Metzer's shoe store.) DR. H. A. MCCANDLESS, DENTIST. Office in Butler County National Bank Building, 2nd fl| j bifWTioT. Artificial Teeth inserted on the latest improved plan. Gold Fillings a spec ialty. Offic* next to postofficr. ATTORNEYS. WC. FINDLEY, • ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, AND PENSION ATTORNEY. Office on South side of Diamond, Bvitley, P». RP. SCOTT, < ArrORNRY-AT-LAW, Office in Butler County National Bank building. AT. SCOTT, • ATTORNEY AT LAW. Office at No, 8. Weil Diamond St. But ler, Ea. POULTKR & BAKHR, V ATTORNEYS AI MY, Ottt'-e in Butler County National Bank building. JOHN W. COULTER, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW. Office on Diamond, Butler. Pf}. Special attention given to collections baa business matters, JD. McJUNKIN, • ATTORNEY-AT-LAW. Office in Reiber building, cornei Main and B. Cunningham Sts, Entrance on Main street JB. BKEDIN, • ATTORNEY AT LAW. Office on Main St. near Court Hous< HN. GOU2HER, • ATTOMNKY AT Lav. OflJcr 'n V/lie buildlne EII. NEGLEY, • ATTORNEY AT LAW, Office In the Negley Building, W'-est Diamond MISCELLANEOUS. n P. L. McQUISTION, V. CIVIL ENGINEER AND SURVEYOR Office near Court Housf. BP. WILLI AKD, • GENERAL SURVEYING. Mines and Land. County Surveyor. R. F D. 49, WestSunbury, Pa." P. WALKER, * 1 • NofAjjv PUBLIC, BUTLKR, Office v*Uh Bertmer, next door to P. O WM. WALKER. CHAS. A. MCELVAIN WALKER & McELVAIN, 807 Butler County National Bank Bldg. EAL ESTATE. INSURANCE. OIL PROPERTIES. LOANS. BOTH PHONES. H. MILLER, FIRE and LIFE INSURANCE and REAL ESTATE. OFFICE— Koom 508, Butler County National Bank building. BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1904. » CJ . Nasal Catarrh quietly yields to treat ment by Ely's Cream Balm, which is agree ably aromatic. It is received through the nostrils, cleanses and heals the whole sur face over which it diffuses itself. Druggists sell the 50c. size; Trial 6ize by mail, 10 j cents. Test it and you are sure to continue j the treatment Announcement. To accommodate those who are partial to the use of atomizers in applying liquids into the nasal passages for catarrhal trou ble.i, the proprietors prepare Cream Halm in liquid form, which will be known as Ely's Liquid Cream Bitim. Price including the spraying tube is 75 cents. Druggists or by mail. The liquid form embodies the med icinal properties of the solid preparation. : L I IT'S FOR YOU to decide how yoa'il apjear to other.". We're bound to teli yon though, that BEING WELL DRESSED c rtiinly helps yon iu your business. We al ways impress tbia on our customers and help tbeui select goods that are be coming. Our new sto«-k of fall and winter suitings are the finest and cheapest we've e>er h id. Stock's ready for in spection aud you've our invitation to iospect sauii!. Come in and give us your measure before the rush. WM. COOPER,; LEADING TAILOR, Cor. Diamond, Butler, Pa. B. 15. 25cSuitings,15c Jnst think of it—pretty Dr<-f>s Goods for fifteen cents* a yard. It's one of the most extraordinary values we have offered our mail ordtr customers in many years. We overbought—they were so iccfod— and in consequence have to sacrifice ami are going t(j give the mail order trade the advantage. Nobty mixtures in small indistinct check effects-Grey, Green, Blue and Tan—double fold— jo»t what an/ wo man can us*> for a serviceable dress. Lot 450 all wool Suiting*. 23c—when we say forty-five cents we mean that was our small profit price—soc is for these nice goods elsewhere -Tan, Grey and Blije Mixtures Lot two-tone, half wool American Brocade Novelties, 8 1-3 a yard. We don't recommend these as high j class dressy goods, but many women ; will lirid tLem tine for wrappers and I children's dressei. Red, Bine, Green and Garnet grounds with Brocade effects in Black—also other 3t>lea, People who want some of these under - price goods send for samples and see what's to be saved. Bog'gs & Huh! ALLEGHENY PA PIANOS AT YOUR PRICE. W. R. Newton, Piano Man, 317 S naln Street. 1 S!S7S at $275 Cash. 1 $375 at $250 Cash. 1 $340 at $245 Cash. Re-posessed and you get the Uenent of what the other fglk.w paid. You would npj, kuow ltlf 1 didn't tell you. They look as good as new. Other pianos from SSO upwards. Everything in music. Call and see. You know in the ?y[nsic Store your credit is good Do You buy Medicines! Certainly You Do. Then yuu want the best for the least money. That is our motto. Come and sec us when in need of anything in the Drug Line and we Hie sure you will call again. Wc carry a full line of Drugs, Toilet Articles. etQ, Purvis Pharmacy S. G. PURVIS, PU. G Both Phones. 9188 M-iki *>< Htitler Pa. Pearson B. Nace's Livery Feed and SaleStabie Rear of Wick House Sutler ?enr»'a T'»< brst of horses and first class rigs al wavs on hand and for hire. Best accommrdatlons In town for perma nent boarding and transient trade. Spec! ! al care guaranteed. Stable Room For 65 Horsea A good c ass Qf horses, both drivers and draft horses always on hand and for sale U--dor a full guarantee; and horses bouvh pon proper notification b? PEARSON B. NACE. Ten*tninc Ko.Bl ■ til M.\ v V. STUART MAY & STUART, Livery, Feed and Sale Stables Best Accommodations in town For Transient Custom. PHONES: People's 125; Bell 59 { Rear of Bickel Building, g. Mian St < Butler, Pa. 11 * 1111111 nll II 1111111 M11»111 j?j 11 mll fll fi f; yll »♦ t B ALICE of OLD I fiVINCENNES I T*? 4.« Pr4U By MAURICE THOMPSON $' m ±- J Copyright, 1900. by the BOV/EN MERRILL COMPANY £ • "> -" r.j. ' ♦+4i»nn :. Ui . v- ; :-k . *** 4 CHAPTER XXI. SOME TRANSACTIONS I.N SCALPS. HISTORY would be a very order ly affair could the dry as dust historians have their way. and doubtless it would lie tlirilliug ly romantic at every turn if the novel ists were able to control its current. Fortunately neither one nor the other has much influence, and the result in the long run is that most novels are shockingly tame, while the large body of history is loaded down with pictur esque incidents which if used in fiction would be thought absurdly romantic and improbable. Were our simple story of old Vln cenncs a mere fiction we should hesi tate to bring in the explosion of a mag azine at the fort with a view to sud den confusion and by that means dis tracting attention from our heroine while she betakes herself out of a sit uation which, although delightful enough for a blessed minute, has quick ly become an embarrassment quite un endurable. But we simply adhere to the established facts in history. Ow ing to some carelessness there was In deed an explosion of twenty-six 6 pound cartridges, which made a mighty roar and struck the newly installed garrison into a heap, so to say, scatter ing things terribly and wounding six men, among them Captains Bowman and Worthington. After the thunderous crash came a momentary silence, which embraced both the people within the fort and the Wild crowd outside. Then the rush and noise were indescribable. Even Clark gave way to excitement, losing command of himself and of course of his men. There was a stampede to ward the main gate by one wing of the troops in the hollow square. They lit erally ran over Beverley and Alice, flinging them apart and jostling them jilther and yonder without mercy. Of course the turmoil quickly subsided. Clark and Beverley got hold of them selves and sang out their peremptory orders with excellent effect. It was like oil on raging water. The men obeyed In a straggling way, getting back into ranks as best they could. "Yentrebleu!" squeaked Oncle Jazon. "Ef I didn't think the ole world had busted into a million pieces!" He was jumping up and down not three feet from Beverley's toes, waving his eap excitedly. "But wasn't I skeert! Ya, ya, ya! Vive la banniere d'Alice Roussillon! Vive Zhorzh Yasinton!" Hearing Alice's name caused Bever ley to look around. Where was she? In the distance he saw Father Beret hurrying to the spot where some of the men burned and wounded by the ex plosion were being stripped and cared for. Hamilton still stood like a statue, He appeared to be the only coo! person In the fqrt.. '"Where Is Alice —Miss Roussillon? Where did Miss Roussillon go?" Bev erley exclaimed, staring around like a lost man. "Where is she?" •D'know," said Oncle Jazon, resum ing his habitual expression of droll dig nity. "She shot ap?,st TO® Jes' as thet thing busted loose, an' she went like er Uutumin' bird, skitch —jes' thet way— an' I didn't see 'er no more, 'cause I was skeert mighty nigh inter seven fits; 'spect that 'splosion blowed her clean away? Yentrebleu! Never was so plum outer, breath an' dead crazy weak o' beln' afeard!" •'Lieutenant Beverley," roared Clark In his most commanding tone, "go to the gate and settle things there! That mob outside is trying to break ill!"' The order was, instantly obeyed, but ha»i relapsed. Once more his soul groped in darkness while the whole of his life seemed unreal, a wav ering. misty, hollow dreaut. And yet his military duty was all real enough. H<> knew just what to do when he reached the gate. "Back there at once!" lie command ed. not loudly, but with intense force, "back there!" This to the inward ing wedge of excited outsiders. Then to the guard: ''Shoot the first man who crosses the line!" "Ziff! me voici! Moi! Gaspard Rous silion. Laissez-moi passer, messieurs,' 1 A great body hurled frantically past Beverley and the guard, going out through the gateway against the wall of the crowd, bearing everything be fore it and shouting: "Back, fools! You'll all be killed. Tho powder is on flre< Ztff! Itun!" \Vild as a March hare, he bristled With terror and foamed at the mouth. He stampeded the entire mass. There was a wild howl, a rush in the other direction followed, f\vui ««t>n enough the esplanade hud all the space back to tfou barricades and beyond were quite deserted. Alice was not aware that a serious accident had happened. Naturally she thought ths great, rattling, crashing noise of the explosion a mere part of the spectacular show. When the rush followed, separating her and Beverley, it was a great relief to her in some way, for a midden recognition of the t>o|(tiieS3 of her action in the little scene Just ended came over her and bewil dered her. An impulse sent her run ning away from the spot where. It seemed to her. she had invited public derision. The terrible noises all around hor were, she now fancied, but the Jeering and hooting of rude men who had seen her unmaidenly forwardness. With a burning face she flew to the postern and slipped out, ouee more tak ing the course which had become so fa miliar to her feet. She did not slacken her speed until she reached the Bour clc-r cabin, where she had made her home since the night when Hamilton's pistol ball struck her. The little domi cile was quite empty of its household, but Alice entered and flung herself into a chair, where she sat quivering and breathless when Adrienne, also much excited, came in, preceded by a stream of patois that sparkled continuously. "The fort is blown up!" she cried, gesticulating In every direction at once, her petite figure comically dilated with the Importance of her statement. "A hundred men are killed, and the pow der is on fire!" She pounced into Alice's arms, still talking as fast as her tongue could vi brate, changing from subject to sub ject without rhyme or reason, her prat tle making its way by skips and shies until what was really uppermost in her sweet little heart disclosed Itself. "And, O Alice, Rene has not come yet!" She plunged ber dusky face between Alice's cheek and shoulder. Alice hug ged her sympathetically and said: "But Rene will come, I know he will, dear." "Oh, but do you know It? Is It tme? Who told you? When will he come? Where is he? Tell me about him!" Her head popped up from her friend's neck and she smiled brilliantly through the tears that were still sparkling on her long black lashes. "I didn't mean that I had heard from him. and I don't know where he is. But—but they always come back." "You say that because your man—be cause Lieutenant Beverley has return ed. It Is always so. You have every thing to make you happy, while I—I" Again her eyes spilled their shower, and she hid her face in her hands, which Alice tried In vain to remove. "Don't cry, Adrienne. You didn't see me crying"— "No, of course not; you didn't have a thing to cry about. Lieutenant Bev erley told you just where he was going and just what"— "But think. Adrienne, only think of the awful story they told—that be was killed, that Governor Hamilton had paid Long Hair for killing him and bringing back his scalp! Oh, dear, just think! And I thought it was true." "Well, I'd be willing to think and be lieve anything In the world if Rene would come back," said Adrienne, her face, now uncovered, showing pitiful lines of suffering. "Oh, Alice, Alice, and he never, never will come!" Alice exhausted every device to cheer, encourage and comfort her. Adrienne had been so good to her when she lay recovering from the shock of Hamil ton's pistol bullet, which, although It came near killing her, made no serious wound—only a bruise, in fact. It was one of those fortunate accidents or providentially ordered interferences which once in awhile save a life. The stone disk worn by Alice chanced to lie exactly in the missile's way, and. while It was not broken, the ball, al ready somewhat checked by passing through several folds of Father Beret's garments, flattened itself upon it with a shock which somehow struck Alice senseless. Here, again, history in the form of in ancient family document (a letter written in 1821 by Alice herself) gives as the curious brace of incidents —to wit, the breaking of the miniature on Beverley's breast by a British musket ball and the stopping of Hamilton's bullet over Alice's heart by the Indian charm stone. "Which shows the goodness of God," the letter goes on, "and also seems to sustain the Indian legend concerning the stone thai whoever might wear It could uot be killed. Unquestionable (sic) Mr. Hamilton's shot, which was aimed at poor, dear old Father Beret, would have pierced my heart but for that charm stone. As for my locket, It did not, as some have reported, save Fitzliugh's life when the musket ball was Stopped. The ball was so spent that the blow was only hard enough to spoil temporary (sic) the face of the miniature, which was afterward re stored fairly well by an artist In I'aris. When it did actually save Fitzliugh's life was out on the Illinois plain. The savage Long Hair, peace to his mem ory, worked the 1111 rude of restoring to me" — Here a fold in the paper has de stroyed a line of the writing. The letter is a sacred family paper, and there is not Justification for going farther Into its faded and, in some parts, almost obliterated writing. But so much may pass into these pages as a pleasant authentication of what oth erwise might be altogtlier too sweet a double nut for the critic's teeth to crack. While Adrienne and Alice were still discussing the probability of Rene de Ronville's return M, Roussillon came to the door. Ho was in search of madame, his wife, whom he had not yet seen. He gathered the two girls in hi 9 mighty arms, tousling them with rough tenderness. Alice returned his affec tionate embrace and told him where to find Mine. Roussillon, who was with I>amo ftodere, probably at her house. "Nobody killed," he said, in answer to Alice's inquiry about the catastro phe at the fort. "Some of 'era hurt and burnt a little. Great btg scare about nearly nothing. Stiff! my children, you should have seen me quiet things. I put out my hands this way—couime ca —pouf! It was all over. The people went home." His gestures indicated that he had boruo back an army with open hands. Then he chucked Adrienne under the chin with his finger and added in his softest voico: "I saw somebody's lover the other day over yonder in the Indian village. He spoke to me about somebody— eh, ma petite, que voulez-vous dire?" "Oh, Papa Roussillon, we were Just talking about Rene!" cried Alice. "Have you seen him?" "I saw you, you little minx, jumping into a man's arms right under the eyes of a whole garrison! Bah! I could not believe it was my little Alice!" Ho let go a grand guffaw which seemed to shake the cabin's walls. Al ice blushed cherry red. Adrienne, too bashful to inquire about Rene, was trembling with anxiety. The truth was not in Gaspard Roussillon just then, or if it was it stayed in him, for he had not seen Rene de ltonville. It was his generous desire to please and to appear opulent of knowledge and sympathy that made him speak. He knew what would please Adrienne, so why not give her at least a delicious foretaste? Surely, when a thing was so cheap one need not be so parsimoni ous as to withhold a mere anticipation, lie was off 1 icfore the girls could press him Into details, for indeed he had none. "There, now, what did I tell you?" cried Alice when the big man was gone. "I told you Rene would come. They always come back." Father Beret came in a little later. As soon as he saw Alice he frowned and began to shake his head, but she only laughed and, Imitating Ills hypo critical scowl, yet fringing it with a twinkle of merry lines and dimples, pointed a taper finger at him and ex claimed: "You bad. bad niau! Why did you pretend to me that Lieutenant Bever ley was dead? What sinister ecclesias tical motive prompted you to describe how Long Hair scalped him? Ah, fa ther"— The priest laid a broad hand over her saucy mouth. •'Something or other seems to have excited you mightily, ma fille. You are a trifle impulsively inclined today." "Yes, Father Beret; yes, 1 know, and I am ashamed. My heart shrinks when I think of what I did. Hut I was so glad, such a grand joy came all o*er me when I saw him so strong and brave and l>eautiful coming toward me, smiling that warm, glad smile and holding out his arms—ah. when I saw all that—when I knew for sure that he was not dead. I, why, father—l just had to. I couldn't help It." Father Beret laughed in spite of him self, but quickly managed to resume his severe countenance. "Ta, ta!" he exclaimed. "It was a bold thing for a little girl to do." "So it was, so it was. But it was also a bold thing for him to do—to come back after he was dead and scalped and look so handsome and grand! I'm ashamed and sorry, father, but but I'm afraid I might do it again if—well, I don't care if I did! So there, now!" "But what in the world are you talk ing about?" Interposed Adrienne. Evi dently they were discussing a most in teresting matter of which she knew nothing and that did not suit her fem inine curiosity. "Tell me." She pulied Father Beret's sleeve. "Tell uie, I «ay!" It Is probable that Fath»r Beret would have pretended to betray Alice's source of mingled delight and embar rassment had not the rest of the Bour cier household returned lu time to break up the conversation. A little later Alice gave Adrienne a vividly dramatic account of the whole scene. "Ah, mon Dieu!" exclaimed the pe tite brunette after she had heard the exciting story. "That was Jnst like jrou, Alice. You always do superb things. You were born to do them. You shoot Captain Farnsworth, you wound Lieutenant Barlow, you climb jn to the fort and set up your flag; you take it down again and run away with it, you get shot and you Co not die, you kiss your lover rij;ht before a whole garrison! Bon Dieu! If I could but do nil those things!" She clasped her tiny hands before her and added rather de jectedly: "But I couldn't, I couldn't. I couldn't kiss a man in that way!" Late in the evening news came to Roussillon place, where Gaspard Rous sillon was once more happy in the midst of his little family, that the In dian Long Hair had just been brought to the fort and would be shot on the following day. A scouting party cap tured him as he approached the town bearing at his belt the fresh scalp of a white man. He would have been killed forthwith, but Clark, who wished to avoid a repetition of the savage venge ance meted out to the Indians on the previous day, had given strict orders that all prisoners should be brought in to the fort, where they were to have a fair trial by court martial. Both Helm and Beverley were at Roussillon place, the former sipping wino and chatting with Gaspard, the latter, of course, hovering around Al ice after the manner of a hungry bee around a particularly sweet and deli ciously refractory flower. It was rain ing slowly, the flue drops coming straight down through the cold, still February air, but the two young peo ple found it pleasant enough for them on the veranda, where they -walked back anil forth, making fair exchange of the exciting experiences which had befallen them during their long separa tion. Between the lines of these mutu al recitals sweet, fresh echoes of the old, old story went from heart to heart, an amoebsean love bout like that of spring birds calling tenderly back and forth in the blooming Maytime woods. Both Captain Helm and M. Roussll lou were delighted to hear of Long Hair's capture and certain fate, but neither of them regarded the news as of sufficient importance to need much comment. They did not think of telling Beverley and Alice. Jean, however, lying awake in his little bed, overheard the conversation, which he repeated to Alice next morning with great circum stantiality. Having the quick Insight bred of frontier experience, Alice Instantly caught the terrible significance of the dilemma In which she and Beverley would be placed by Long Hair's situa tion. Moreover, something in her heart arose with irresistible power demand ing the final, the absolute humau sym pathy and gratitude. No matter what deeds Long Ilair had committed that were evil beyond forgiveness, he had done for her the all atoning thing. He had saved Beverley and sent him back to her. "With a start and a chill of dread, she thought, "What If it Is already too late?" But her nature could not hesitate. To feel the demand of an exigency was to act. She snatched a wrap from Its peg on the wall and ran as fast as she could to the fort. People who met her flying along wondered, staring after her, what could be urging her so that she saw nobody, checked herself for nothing, ran splashing through the pud "X7ie fort Is blown up!" dies in the street, gazing ahead of her as if pursuing some flying object from which she dared not turn her eyes. And there was indeed a call for her utmost power of flight if she would be of any assistance to Long Hair, who even then stood bound to a stake in the fort's area, while a platoon of riflemen, those unerring shots from Kentucky and Virginia, were ready to make a target of him at a range of but twenty yards. Beverley, greatly handicapped by the fact that tjie fresh scalp of a white man hung at Long Hair's belt, had ex hausted every possible argument to avert or mitigate the sentence promptly spoken by the court martial of which Colonel Clark was the ruling spirit. He had succeeded lmrely to the extent of turning the mode of execution from tomahawking to shooting. All the offi cers In the fort approved killing the prisoner, an—College football. 15—Brooklyn day. la—Association football. M—Cross country championship. U—Association football. M-Inter«cholaatlc football. Von Billow's Advice to a Girl. It is to Dr. von Bulow that is debit ed the curt criticism of a young and very pretty girl's effort on the piano forte. When she had struggled through one of Bach's fugues after the fashion of the ambitious maiden aspirant and asked the great master what he would advise her to do, "Go and get mar ried." he answered as he turned away and left her. Fortune Through Failure. "I owe my success In life to politics." "Why. I didn't know that you had ever held office." "I never have, but I ran for office once and got so badly beaten that I turned from politics in disgust and took up the line that has brought me a fortune." —Chicago Itecord-Herald. She Drew the Line. Magistrate—Will you take this man to be your lawful husband, to love, honor and obey him? Miranda—Look byar, Jedge, I'll 'gree to wash an' iron fer dis nigger, but 1 ain't gwlne ter 'low him ter boss me! —Butte Inter Mountain. Wcver Hits It. Gadsby—That fellow Noscads is a regular fortune hunter. Kaynor—Wall, be'■ a mighty poor shot—Judge.