VOL. XXXXII. I Veranda i By excluding the sun anil admitting everv passing breeze an j WA easv thing to do with onr split bamboo screen?. TM 'We have them in several sizes—to snit your space. The mi bamboo pieces are jost far enough a part Co keep the veranda r A WA shady and let the air circulate freely. . | ■. [■ A dollar or so will equip yon with enough to insure hot W A weather comfort. k B Thirteen More Iron Beds H A J Thirteen is supposed by some to be an nnlucltv number but L' V Vm every bnyer of these few remaining bed bargains will certainly be 11 most fortunate. 7A VJ White or green enameled —full width—strong, but not too k« f J heavy to be easily moved. Pi There worth every penny of $7 and each, T->••»'► and «<> •»" WJk J takes each one, and we predict a quick sale. If one is desired for W A F* your possession yoa must claim it early. [ V || BROWN &■ CO.fa W No. 136 North Main St., Butler. kj J Mrs. J. E. ZIMMERMAN I .£» ANNOUNCES THEIR O '*§2sth Semi-Annual Sacrifice Sales Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, | \ I* JULY sth, 6th, 7th and Bth. }\ Ho We do not feel we need say much as an Introduction 0 PpU thu our 25th Sacrifice Sale of clean, new merchandise. J > Hflpv* FACT that it will be our 25th sale is conclusive evi- v that we use the word sacrifice ttruthfullyy —y fc # B« at 11113 has been an un^avorable s P"ng V F wseaswi for merchants generally, is another well known I 1 k This means —heavy stocks all over the ,store —and j 1 £)«s our fixed rule is no left-overs—means deeper cuts, O -heavier sacrifice prices than ever before offered. Need J? ' fi w? say more? Come to this sacrifice sale July 5, 6, 7, 8. v X , Tailor-Made Suits " X I Silk Jacket Suits y 0 I Covert Jackets y n -a n • I Ra ' n Coats * 8 Sacrifice Prices on /separate sum x H i Millinery X • X I Dress Goods and Silks $ X • ■ ( Wash Goods. White Goods A X Laces, Embroideries, &c A © The Greatest Bargains in Underwear we have ever offered—extra sizes in V A ribbed vest for large women. Bc. value ! r »c. Extra size vest. 10c. value 20h €% 1 Mrs. J. E. Zimmerman.! 8 Butler, Pa. O I SEE HERE! § 0 If you are thinking of purchasing a. n^w- Buggy, Surrey, 0 OSprlng Wagon, Farm Wagon or a set of Harness, why O ©not see our splendid line and get our prices before send- CI Olng away for It to some one who is only interested In get- © ,0 ting your money. They may tell you an alluring story; 0 0 but they don't care whether the goods please or not. 0 0 They are ifot where you can drop in and "call them 0 O down" as we are. We must please our customers, for 0 ; , Oour own protection. Come and see us-and get some of O 0 the bargains we are now offering. We are crowed fori) 0 room as we unloaded a full car of Buggies last week and 0 ' Ohave another this week. See the point? , IMartincourU Thorn li ' © (LIMITED) § 128 E. Jefferson St., Butler, Pa. 0 Headquarters for Kramer Wagons. 0 > Trousers { < l . ? !See display of Trousers this week. ( Are you hard to fit? \ Are you hard to please in patterns? f Do you wear a stout, slim or regular? / Do you want a nice peg top trouser? / Do you want to save money? ) Do you want the best Trouser at the lowest price? Do you: want the trouser that is made right in / every way—%tyle, pattern, fit, sewing, cat, weai? and r at the right price? if so consider the above questions S and* find the right place. \ There is only one right place to look for and that is ( Douthett & Graham, j INCORPORATED. THE BUTLER CITIZEN. THE MODERN STORE. July Clearance Sale is certainly a hummer. Big bargains and big crowds all week. Another week not less interesting. All summer goods must be sold. , Prices no object. White goods, colored wash goods of all kinds, silks, § table linen, towels, napkins, bed spreads, muslins, I 1 colicoes, ginghams, ladips' and children's undermuslins, 8 jj ladies', children's and men's summer underwear and g I' hosiery. | Parasols all at 1-3 off our already low-marked I, prices. Millinery at 50c on the dollar and less. EISLEU-MARDORF COfIPANY, | south maih street | r%r%4 ™s°T H om : i%r" I Samples sent or.' request. OPPOSITE HOTEL ARLINGTON. BUTLER. PA iii ii iiwmiIHIMI I II in ii ■ ' mi in in linmiriinrr iri Schaul & Levy's Great July Clearance Sale Of Clothing. • The usual accompaniment of a great business is the ac - cumulation of small quantities and small lots. Then too, the strict adherence to our policy of never carrying goods over from one season to another necessitates at this time of the year A General Clearance Sale. In looking over our immense stock it shows that it is better to cut out many lines. No store can afford to merely store merahandise, every space is needed for quick selling goods. The new must replace the old. Whatever has not sold quickly, or whatever we have too much of or what is left from our former big sales must be sold at this Great July Clearance Sale. SCHAUL& LEVY SUCCESSOR TO SCHAUL & NAST, 137 South Main Street. Butler, Pa. P Bickel's Footwear. ft A Grand Display of Fine Footwear in W M All the Latest Spring Styles. |j .JBpf |l We are showing many VA XMjjiy jfm pretty styles in Ladies' Fine » Shoes and Oxfords at prices Lw &T tm sure to nterest y° u - .< [4 ♦ Big bargains in Misses' pi a renß ®^ oes ' v 2 Large slock of Men's and a' V JmP Boys' Fine Shoes and Ox- FJ fords in many styles. YA 3l' iJy Repairing promptly done. h i I JOHN BICKELK y 128 S Main St., BUTLER. PA, kl men Irrl U3M l lf Won't buy clothing for the purpoeo <>f IlVl \ 1 IJ spending money. They desire to pet tin- Art I ft // 3 best possible results of the money expended. jJi IMf I !•/*/ i'/ Those who buy custom clothinK have a I—-/ J>,r I \\ ■ ' right to demand a fit, to have their clotben 1J • I ; C- correct in style and to demand of the yiL- ' seller to «uarantee everything. Come to us nud there will be lotbinu lacking. 1 /VI Vb. .»>•' . hjivo just received a large stock of Spring ' ■!, and Summer suitings in the latest styles, \ •!■"' A ' ; I! | shades and colors. VN-f'lj G. F. KECK, ' Ij , • \Yj, jKERCHANT TAIfcOR, ].Jj 142 N. IHain St., Butl<tr,Pa J. O. &W. CAMPBELL, | H BUTLER, PA. ;j! Subscribe for the CITIZEN BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, JULY 13, 1005. • AAAAXAAAAAAAAAAAAXAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA4 j! The Witch of I !| Cragenstone | PI By ANITA CLAY MUNOZ, Author of "In Love md Truth" Copuiiflht. IDO3. bu Anita C»4L' Mudoi *s"<>♦ ♦ 'l* »j' '!■ * ji ♦ ♦ ♦ '5•• v *> ? • *"»*_ ;• Z Il' • VTfUVfVtfftTTTVYffVTyYVTtfTYVTVYVYVYVVVfYVVVYTmf CHAPTER XVII. THE next day Sir Godfrey La Fabienne, accompanying the mistress of the Mayland farm, was riding up the mountain to ward the village, slowly and with slackened rein, talking earnestly in low tones. "Nay, Godfrey, I am not ill. But. since the shocking news of Christo pher's death I cannot lift his trouble from my heart," she was saying in re ply, evidently, to some remark he had just made. "I do reproach myself that in mine own security I allowed the lad to follow his Inclination and go into danger. One commanding word from me, with assurances that I would take all blame of the goldsmith's anger, would have sent him to the kitchen. Ah, lackaday!" "Thou'rt over sensitive, my love, an' must needs bear the suffering of all about thee," La Fabienne said. "Blame not thyself for what was not thy fault. By the Eord, thou asked the lad to I remain and lie would not. None other, ; Margaret, unless she had thy tender : conscience, would so unjustly reproach | herself. Come, cheer thee. Laugh, ! smile, sweet, or else, I swear, I'll get the blue megrims myself!" "Jest not, dear Godfrey, for me : thinks that others hold my careless j ness against me, for yesternight, when riding through the village, I noticed sul leu looks, and instead of the usual formal greetings saw only frowning glances or averted faces." "Again 'tis thine imagination that's at fault," her companion insisted, in gay good humor. "God's pity, but I cannot much blame thee, sweet, for of all lean shanked, sour faced folk I e'er have met these mountain folk take precedence. Thon should bear good Gaston's surly Jests at their expense! Right merrily would thou laugh, my sweet." Margaret not making reply, they pur sued % their way In silence until they reached a low log house, where Just before the door a group of children were throwing corn to a hen anil her young brood. An elder girl, barefoot ed and dirty faced, looked up curlomrty at the approach of the riders; then, throwing back her tangled hair, opened her eyes in wonder at the sight of such unusual splendor, for the bright sun fell on Margaret's hair and lighted the threadwork of gold on her dress, tho soft wind caught her long white veil of gossamer wound about her riding hat, tossing It lightly In the air, and La Faliienno, 'a 1>1» u«unl xiilimdlil dress, rode after her, smiling, his hand in the leather purse of his belt, ready to throw some loose coin to the young sters, At that Instant n woman In a torn cotton frock appeared at the doorway, her face drawn in terror and pointing a long finger toward Margaret. "Tirzali! Clarinda! Luke!" she shriek ed. "Come in behind tho doors! 'Tis the lady with the evil cross! Hast for got the lad Christopher's fate? Run! I command ye to run!" The panic stricken children, with white faces and In great fear, rushed to their mother's side, clinging to her skirts tremblingly as she slammed the door and noisily drew the bolt. "What said the shrewish wench?" asked La Fabienne as he took his place beside Margaret. "I did not exactly get her meaning, but she called the children from me, warning them of poor Christopher's sad death," she replied. "As I told thee, Godfrey, all blame of the lad's mis fortune Is laid to mine Indifference." La Fabienne noting the cloud on his companion's face, his own grew dark, and lio laid his hand upon his sword. "By heaven, Margaret, an any man makes such insinuations in my hearing I'll run liiin through!" "Nay, talk not of bloodshed,. God frey," she answered, with a gentle sigh, "but think rather of the time when we will ride away together from these unjust people to a joyous and happy life in France." "Naught but that hope anil the sweet joy of thy presence doth keep me here. I do assure thee, Margaret," he replied seriously. "Bui, mark me, sweet, until we leave no man slights thee without settling the reckoning with me." Margaret, whose kind heart was full of sorrow and trouble at the recent misadventure, also the consequent con duct of her neighbors, took heart tit her lover's fond words. "Thy protection and love giveth me great comfort, Godfrey," she replied. Then, With it little sigh, "But, I wot, this Is a most depressing neighbor hood." La Fabienne laughed lightly, amused at her last observation. "See, yonder," she continued, "Is Ad fm's cottage, the goldsmith, where poor Christopher's body lleth awaiting bur ial. Methinks the wreath of roses I sent yesterday was not enough to ex press my sympathy. I would like to after Adam some gold, Godfrey. Hap pen the old man Is In need In his hour of trouble." At the sound of horses' hoofs Adam Browdlo appeared at the door, and when he saw who it was drew back, with blanched face, his tongue cleaving to tho roof of hip mouth. "1 give thee good day, Adam." Mar garet said, riding closer, "and I have much sympathy, with thee In thy sor row. Wilt take (this small handful of gold, goml man," as at times like these folk have many extra needs?" The sun, glittering over the house, fell on the croqs lying on her bosom. Illuminating it. In Adam's fear and terror it was till lie saw, and to his «-x cited imagination it appeared to blazen forth, covering the whole front of her dress. "Go on thy wicked way!" lie cried iu quavering tones, "and stop not be fore the door where thou hast wrought such ilire evil! Thy wreath of roses lleth in ashes In the road! We applied a torch ere thy servant left; and thy gold, take It with thee. I want It not!" He closed the dooi -ind tastuned It, drawing the bar across with noisy vi olence. Margaret's face was white as she picked up her rein, and La Fabl j en lie rode at her side with dark looks . and flashing eyes. "Gads, In France we have a man whipped for less than that! Mon Dieu," he exclaimed angrily, "were not the man so old and did not death lie In his household 1 would have him out! No man could iive after those rough i words to thee!" i ue iook ot saa wouder in Margaret's eyes iliil not leave them as she guided her horae to the narrow footpath that [ led through the forest . ' "I feel for them naught but good will and they treat me with keen dislike," she said, "rain would I understand them. I >ost set their meaning, God frey?" | "Fair love, thy pure and generous soul could never grasp the meaning of their cruel and wicked ignorance," he answered, then, seeing that the shad ow still rested on her face, cried ia vexed tones: , "Margaret, cease sorrowing: Sweet, thou hath done naught but show them acts of kindness! Some enemy of thine hath been at his foul work most diligently. 'Tis a man I've had mine eyes on!" "Thou meanst my cousin Josiah?" The blood rushed to La Fablenue's face. "Call him not thy cousin, Margaret," he cried hotly, "for I swear he hath no feeling of kinship for thee. Damme, but I detest the man! The mere men tion of his name doth cause my gorge to rise." Just then a large, hulking lad who was coining toward them with a bun dle swung on a stick over his shoulder, humming a tune as he came, at the sound of their voices ceased his noise suddenly, hesitated to make sure, then pushed through the brushwood and slunk away under the trees in the op posite direction. "Was not that Toby, the horse boy?" 1 Margaret asked. "Strange that he should dodge and hide in that odd man ner!" Sir Godfrey shook his head and frowned, then, as if anxious to dispel the gloom that had fallen on them, called out gayly to Margaret, who was riding ahead: "See the sun setting be hind the hills, sweet love. What red ness it doth reflect against the sky! I wot tomorrow will be warmer still." By now they bad reached the open roadway, and the lands of the Mayland estate spread out before them. "An" there is Elsbeth at the gate," Margaret sakl, with a happy laugh. "FU» on ihee for a foolish old woman!" she called to her in passing, with affec tionate gayety. "Ilast naught to do but look out for our return?" Urging on her hor#e, she galloped to- Hard the house. Suddenly La Fabi rnne, who rode slowly to look at some thing by the wayside that attracted his attention, felt the pressure of a hand on his arm. Turning.' he saw Elsbeth. uiixfui'tunu h«<h l»«f«llcn us," she said In an agitated whisper. "Tfie servants, even old Giles, have left," He returned her gaze steadily. "So, ho, thou tellest me but what I did suspect a moment since," he au ' nwered. "What reasons gave the cow | iirdly churls?" "They said," she replied, with tears in her eyes, -that they would work no longer for a mistress who wore such an evil cross, that there were strange tales going about that our bonny Mar garet was a witch, and that she kept her evil magic and black arts In the papist cross she wore upon her bosom." Fablenue's hand clutched tighter to the rein. "Said they so? The low bred pol troons! What further mischief dost wJCS ■if CT W>;- I "Go on tliy wicked way!" think that gray clad villain, Josiah Taunstou, doth meditate, good Els betli? I'arblen, doth the fool think he Is aiming blows at a defenseless wo man? 1' the pant I have thought his petty spite and covetousness were too small to notice; but, bon Die.',, an he persists in his persecutions I'll have a settling with the fellow." Then ho added in a lower voice: «'Twere better, methinks, not to dis tress thy mistress with this news. Prithee, too much already of unpleas ant nature hath happened to grieve her." His horse cantering up to the? door way where Margaret had pulled reiu, letting her animal nibble some grass growing beside the path, ho sprang down and assisted her to alight. "I've called Giles," she said, "but no one answers. Whistle, Godfrey, so that they may know we have returned." "Sweet, I'll be thy horse boy." T.u Fabienne caught her lioruo by the rein. "Elsbeth thy servants rose against ner authority, and she sent them [tack ing. Look not so serious, Margaret," he urged. "We can replace them ere the dawn of another "day " "Elsbeth"- Margaret turned her white face to the old woman and spoke stern ly—"speak troth to me, I command It. I)ld my hirelings leave my house be cause of any feeling of dislike or aver ftion to me?" "Bonny babe, sweet Margaret," cried the old woman tremblingly, "they said nay, naught against thee so much but that the cross thou didst wear wast papist and wicked, containing evil that wrought harm to others! Happen thou'lt take it off, sweet," she added, with hope of encouraging Margaret, "I wot they'd all come back and !«■ glad to serve thee." The young mistress of the Mayland furu* raised her head quickly, and the color that had forsaken her cheeks at the unexpected tidings of her servants' defection returned to them. Her eyes sparkled dangerously. "Elsbeth, an thou say such words thou cannot understand me. I aut willing anil eager to help these people and to do all fur them within my pow <tx, but they cannot dictate to me. For shame, gisbcUi! TUou weajt and »Uly old woman, to talk with a coward's tongue!" she exclaimed. "Dost think a woman of the Mayland blood would forgive a faithless. Ignorant, disloyal servant who hath spoken ill of her? Forsooth, how long Is it since I have come to the pass when I must, at a hireling's command, remove that which I see tit to wear. This is my home"— she raised her head proudly—"built by mine own dear grandfather and mine by every right. I have done no per son ill either by thought or deed, and my cousin need not think he can force me from what is mine own. Only thfcl morning I promised myself a speedy departure from this ill fated village, but now methinks to remain a good time longer." Her head held high, she turned to her lover with a flashing smile. "Thou'lt be my horse boy, Godfrey, In thy satin doublet?" "Right willingly will I. O proud and beauteous mistress!" La Fabienne, with answering smile, doffed his hat to the ground. "Then I cannot be unhappy, for did not some wiseacre say 'a man is rich that hath one faithful friend?' Come, lead the horses, and I will follow to assist thee, Godfrey, for I trow thou wouldst a-weary soon with no horse boy about to cast thine imprecations at." Both laughed merrily at this sally; then, with deep and teuder protection. La Fabienne threw his disengaged arm about her. "Aye, come with me." he said, "though thou'lt hinder more than thon will help. I warrant thee. But, gads, a man can work with a better heart In sunshine than in shadow, and where thou art not, sweet, 'tis always dark to me!" CIIAPTEK XVIII. ANOTHER spell of scorching heat swept over the mountain so intense that men and women could scarce exert themselves to move, and found exlstence.endurable only iu the shelter of their homes, afraid to venture out in the scorching rays of the sun, and the sheep and cat tle, stretched out on the ground under the trees, lay, with closed eyes, pant ing, not caring to eat. The people, sighing and praying for relief, told each other significantly that such scorching air was a curse put upon them. But one night, whether it was iu answer to their prayers or the curse was lifted, the leaves began to rustle on the trees, and suddenly a breeze sprang up from the northwest, bring ing In Its wake a cool breath that fanned the awful heat away, and the mountain folk awoke in the morning refreshed and strengthened to set about with energy to accomplish tasks lhat had of necessity been neglected during the excessive heat. La Fabienne and Margaret Mayland, finvin*; gioivn tii in 1 1 —r~Ttr— --ifnrrnl inactivity, rode away gayly from the door shortly after the noon hour of that tlrst cool day, with Gaston for a guide, to view some waterfalls in a small hamlet toward the west that the latter had discovered in his wanderings and which his master had expressed a de sire to see. As they found much of In terest and beauty in tlu» mountain scenery to take their attention and oc cupy their time, the sun had set nnd the approach of twilight was at hand when they rode wearily up to the house, demanding sapper from the pleased nnd expectant Elsbeth, who was waiting at the door. The loiterers usually standing about the village hostelry, the Sign of the Red Heart, taking advantage of the alisenee of La Fabienne, also his man Gaston, now talked together loudly antl with great earnestness of the lad Christopher's tragic death; also other »vil happenings that had occurred In the village of late. One or two men, more excited than the rest, threw out their arms wildly, with angry and vindictive gesticulation, as they harangued the others, and above their heads, as if with a desire to be heard, the time worn, weather beaten old square of wood, with a red heart painted upon it, thot from long years of exposure to the elements \\as now dull and faded, swung and creaked noisily on the Iron bar over the door of the tavern from *ldch it was suspended. Josiah Tuunstou, riding toward them, drew reiu us he reached Ihe door and called loudly for a tankard of tie. The idlers grouped about him eagerly. "Hast heard ttye news, master?" nsLed one. "What news?'' "Tbo latest report of the devil's handiwork lu our affairs; that is all," another man interposed hastily. "Of u truth thou hast heard." "Nay, 1 ha' not," he answered sharp ly. "lint after Adam's gran'son's wicked murder naught of had tidings could surprise nie. What's amiss now?" Several of tin; bystanders struggled to get nearer the horse in a position to tell the story, hut the tlrst speaker, tall er and quicker of speech than the oth ers, commenced the narrative. "Thou hast heard, wl' all of us. that good Widow Dawson's babe, that for a week past on account of tlx- heat lay ill of a fever which the leech said could be easily .nirod, of a sudden took a tit last night an' died. The poor dame Is prostrate and sweareth that black arts were practiced on her child,, as Just be fore it was resting quietly, when"—the man's voice fell into a whisper—"sud denly the mother was aroused by weird noises an' fearsome rapping* on the door. All of a tremble,'she opened, but no one was there. Then; with a great noise, thfc lattice blew lu, a white sheet was waved before her eyes, smoke an" the stench of sulphur burn- ' lug tilled the room, an' when all was cleared away she found her innoeeut babe in a lit a-dying 011 tho, bed." The men fell back, pale faced and awe stricken, looking at each other with dpen mouths. Taunstou took the tankard and quaffed ofT the ale, then from his high place on his horse ad dressed tbo crowd with great lrnpres ■lveuess, "The time bath come, good nelgh bora, when we must act," he declared. "It Is useless longer to deny that wick ed happening* occur here dally; that Satan, dissatisfied with tho righteous and pious conduct of this Ood feeing community, hath•entered into compact with one who shall be nameless and hath chosen to exercise his malevolent Influence through her agency. Knough of evil hath been wrought already," he cried fiercely. Ol'l Adam, the goldsmith, opening his door at the sound of the loud talking, peered forth tind when he saw Jottiah Taunstou ran to the spot, pushed his wily through the crowd and, falling on his knees beside the horse, throw his apron over Ills face, crying out: "Oh, Master Taunstou; oh, good Joslah, give me comfort in my hour of trial or 1 must go mad wi' thinking on it! My ! grun'sou < 'hristopher! The little lad ! left me by my dying daughter Betsy, j struck .to Uls death and his soul car ried away lu peals of thunder by the devil! Oh, luckaday! Woe Is me! God ha' mercy!" The man continued to grovel on the I ground, rocking to and fro, moiuUug forth liis sorrow, and Josiah, pointing bis long finger at him, addressed the now Increasing assemblage, • Lo<>k ye on this man," be cried, "bis heart bleeding and broken, the mainstay of his old age cruelly taken from him. and all because we hare too long dallied with the evil Influences that have of late been so strongly brought to bear upon us. Look on this man, I say! Dost want the same to happen to ye allT Matthew Clines"— he singled out one man with bis linger —"how knowest thou that thy turn may not come next? Wilt wait, refus ing to l>elieve until thou seest thy maid Dorothy riding away in a cloud of smoke on a witch's broomstick?" j "Nay, nay," groaned the man sullen ly. "I call on ye not to be deceived by a fair face, rich dress and a kindly manner! Such deep arts are ever em ployed by our worst enemy, Satan, when he hath his blackest crimes In medita tion. Thou, knowest, men, to whom I make inference? 'TIs the woman Mar garet Mayland that I do publicly ac cuse!'' He paused for a moment to empha size bis words, then continued with a great seriousness, shaking Ids bead in the manner of one who had abandoned all hope. "With psayer and protesta tions my good mother and I have urged this woman to change her ways, to de stroy the evil cross that Is but a witch mark invented by the devil for his pur poses, one touch of which will bring a man to fell disaster. Men and broth ers," he cried, "she would not hear us! She coldly turned us from her door and then in her wickedness set our sheep a-dying; but, being our kins woman. we bore all patiently and said naught. Now, my judgment tells me that too much harm hath been done al ready. Here before ye all I repudiate this woman. I renounce kinship to her!" The crowd, now having assumed much larger proportions, took up the cry of hate and bitterness. "Good man! Good man Josiah! He doth renounce his cousin!" one cried. "Down, down with the woman who weareth Satan's cross!" said another. "We ha' borne too much a'ready!" '"Hanging is the only way to put an end on It," cried old Adam tearfully, wiping his eyes. "Witchcraft is the very blackest crime against God, the saints and the people!" proclaimed Josiah Tafinston dramatically. "Such wickedness can not be choked out. Burning—burning nt U»' stake—is the punishment our clergy and elders have ever meted out as of sufficient suffering to expiate this hideous crime." Then, seeing his listeners were roused to an unusual height of fury, he cried in a louder voice: "My men, to the town house! Call the council for a meeting! We must J-.ct ere our own souls, caught In the talons of the dev - i! s < in » », ■■■ ■ incapable to In voke God's vengoance." Turning his horse's head, be led the way, followed by an excited throng Of angry men. In the meantime Mistress Taunston, whose reputation for piety and her well known willingness to offer spirit ual consolation to the afflicted brought her to many bedsides of both sick and dying, had been at the cabin of tbe Widow Dawson, and as the sun was slowly sinking down below tbe hill tops she came through the forest on her way home. Hearing the sounds of approaching footsteps, she raised her head and saw approaching Margaret's woman Elsbeth, who when she had ad vanced a few steps paused and, glanc ing about In all directions, called In shrill tones the little dog Biddy, that had evidently strayed away. If she saw Margaret's aunt coming toward her Elsbeth gave no sign of it. With out ever having had an Interchange of hard words there was a deep feeling of hatred lying in the hearts of these two women for each other, and, although on occasions they had met with civil greetings, an underlying spirit of en mity between them was apparent and had grown lately Into such proportions that at their last meeting tbe women hud passed without recognition. So today, with her head held high and u forbidding expression on her grim countenance, Mistress Taunston ap proached. The path at that point was rocky and narrow, so that In order to proceed one of them had to stand dan gerously, near the edge to let the other, pass. Elsbeth, walking slowly, contin ued to look as If she saw no person In her way and called the lost dog's name with a great show of anxiety. Bristling with doflauce and wearing her most scornful bearing, the Puritan wohian camu on until, reaching Elsbeth,, tvlio still refused to see her, she paused and, drawing her scant skirt of gray home spun very close about her, with an ap pearance of making a great effort not to let her clothing touch the other's, en deavored to pass. Turning suddenly, Elsbeth confronted her so unexpectedly that the stern faced dame lost her balance and would hav6 fallen hud she not clutched tho.trunk of a tree for support. All the hatred in Elsbe til's heart for her companion blazed forth In her eye# as she looked at her. "Fear not for thy clothing," she cried angrily, "or thut contact with jne shall harm thee! Lud! E'en 1 were pitch an' thou wert covered with me, It would not show on thee, thou art so black In wiles and'wlclTeduess." "Beware, woman, bow thou tulkest to thy betters!" fairly shrieked the other In outraged tones. • "Forsooth, I'll ha' my say, now I have thee cornered"— Elsbetli's black eyes snapped dangerously—"an' for once" tliou'lt bear [the 'truth. Fool that thou art to think our Margaret hath no pro tectors!" she exclaimed derisively. "Dost think, dullard, that Sir Godfrey La Fablenno suspects not thy son's \ 110 schemes to get his cousin's estate, his deep laid plots to .force *her from the vlllagejis u* polluted tiling, so that he—her next of kin—may ride In and take possession?" " 'TIs falser* shrieked Mistress Taun ston In wild anger. "Make way, woman, or It will be worse for the<?!" Elsbeth did not move. "Methlnks 'twere well to warn thee," she contlnn'ed;*£(»lse In thy greed uml Ignorance thou'lt go too far. Sir God frey La Fablenne Is a of much wealth, hath Influence at tbe French and English courts, and with both Puritans and papists have great weight." "Ha, Is't so?'^Thedamelaugh)ftscorn fully. "Thy cavalier may have Influence at tho English court In all else bftf mat ters pertaining "to the black.Jurt and witchcraft. Ills majesty hath Spoken, and the Hut bath gone forth *hut # all such shall lie brought to trial and exV cuted quickly, oft and many times he hath so expressed himself, belug a godly man and pious, so hope not for Ids Interference. Now it Is my turn to warn thee." She raised a finger and pointed it at Elsbeth solemnly, "Be fore yon sun just fading from our sight doth fair again 'tomorrow even* thou and thy fledgeling bad better begone." ' Her manner betrayed such conviction* and .evil, portent that MQk M'lUilu her. aUtoiuft her t&ce W- No, 2f. talned its expression of Indifference and defiance. Sbe drew aside to let the other-pass, saying coldly: "TaSte h*ed how thou dost persecute Margaret Mayland further, and rely not tor> strongly <» thy of having "Make uxly, woman!" the kiug's favor. That Is all I have to say to thee." Then she walked on calmly, calling in shrill tones to the straying dog. i tro BB coTrrxrTD.] _ ! LOVE OF NATURE. i • - The More Man Loua Out of DsA Life tbe More He Admires It, The more man lias become engaged in tlit conflicts of civilization, in Intel lectual disappointment, the more he has felt the uselessness of knowledge, the more he has turned to certain ex pressions of art as an escai>e. He has addressed poems to nature, has paint ed landscape more and more, has shown in every way that such an es cape was a dream. Art has existed from the very beginning, even before the tlrst man stuttered out his nam ing of the animals and expressed their character by the sound of tlieir name. The dances of savages, as we call them—that is to say, of people of earli er forms civilization—invented be fore the arts of design, record in a po etic way what they do and the sea sons of such doing and even the ap pearance of nature— the storm, tbe rain, the clouds blowing across tbe sky, the lashing of tbe sea against the shore. In Fiji they have a dance where the women spread out their arms like the wave lines of the surf, and the children, springing up behind them, represent tbe foam of the wave crests. From these beginnings wa know that tragedy and comedy, as we O call them, have grown. Then, as all these disappear in fact, they are re corded in the art of painting. And as man wore and more leaves behind him a life of out of doors in *o much doe* be desire to admire it.— azlne. One Letter S»mei. It must be very convenient to possess a surname consisting of a single letter of the alphabet The Paris papers mention the singular case of a certain Marie whose surname consists of the one letter, B. X'ffc kept In the Rue de Louvaln in Brus sels by Therese O, and there Is a Mow. O living with her two children at Mo lenbeck, a suburb of the Belgian cap ital. In the Rue de I'Angle In tbe same commune lives a Mr. O (with a cir cumflex accent), who Is no relative of Mme. O. In 1866 among the Belgian recruits was' a young man named O, who could not write and signed his name with a cross, yet he could so easily have learned to write his own name! In tho department of Somme there is a village called Y, in the Zuy der Zee there is a bay called Y, and Amsterdam lias the river Y. In China there is a large town of the same brief name. In the Chinese prov ince of Honun there is a city called V, and In France there i£ a river and In Sweden a town rejoicing in the name of A. The Real Dlek Torpln. The real hero of Dick Turpln'S ride to York Is said to have been a highway man named William Nevlson, who was born at Pontefract In 1639; The story goes that on one occasion Nevlson rob bed a gentleman at Gadshlll, then rode to Gravesend, crossed the Thames and galloped to Chelmsford. After baiting here he pushed on to Cambridge and Godmancbester, thence to Huntington, where he baited his mare again and .slept an hqur. Afterward be took to the North road, Yorlj tbesame afternoon, changed hllclothes, .w'ijnt to tbe bowling green and* made himself an object of notice to the lord mayor. Being subsequently charged with the robbery, he cited the lord mayor as a witness and was acquitted on the sup position tbat.it was Impossible for a man to be at two such remote places hs Gadshlll and York on theTwme day. Africans Wash, bat HCTCI Great uttenUon Is*glve»*in most of the African tritfea tho*^il^|t'tl» body. The teeth art cleansed with * stick which" has been"phewed_ into, fc kind of brush: TiitS hands frequently, not* by lyrnlßg ftnd~twl*t ing and rubbing them together one Within the othqf, gjjyijh us, Ij&by a straight up is given to the other limbs. ' tier of is so characteristic that ? mi African might be dlsUiiKUlshgd^by It 'from n K nropead Vlthout'"reference to* the color. Thlf suTt.bf^tneir^Mßjr Towel. , " - " The Weight of Had, 4 "What do you suppose, this, hat weighs?" said the hatter, taking up a fine top bat of' "About a pound," the patron hdJUnl pd*- '* v* t- "•• r "Only a little over a (JfuartCT of a pound—five ounces, to bo precise. No good hat," said the hattef,. "Rons over four or live ounces nowadays. "This whlts/eltljat—lt Is worth f26 weighs less than an ounce. This new t flvc dollar, oerby hat-wel|hs "four ounces. Straw hatsifnn froM two to four ounces Iq jveJjgjt. "It pays d min to make the weight an Import* nf_coni I dera t iotl ln**tbe choosing of a hat, for a light hat 1s a prevention of headache, and Its Injuri ous effect on tbe hair 1s reduced to a mlnlmum."—Phlladelpbla Bulletin. Castor Oil CMlttaU. ' ."Glve-mc a castor olPcocllflBl," said the man at the dhig store counter. The clerk poured a bottle of sarsapa rlllu into 3.4 glass, dashed n tevr drops of paregoric Into it and then poured In some'castor oji The man-drank It with a pleasant facfc and walked out ns If he had drunk soda water instead «., of castor oil. "Yes, wo have quite a call for castor oil cocktails," said the clerk "If a man's system la a little opt and ho needs a dose.Of -castor oil , the only way to take it hi In the qock- * form. You wouldn't know then I was a drop of castor oil in It If yotfjo * ever taken castor oil neat vouwlll'wc oguize tbe value of the cocktail??— Detroit News-Trtboas. -'iiv'-.' 1
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