THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. McCONNELLSBUEG. PA. IMPOSSIBLE BOY WIAMCOX PUTWA 8YNOPSI8. Pedro and the dmirlnjc bnr, Mr. Jonee, prevent a triunp from Hti-ullng a younK Wly'M punwv 1'vilru'a anibltlnn to bmomn a piilntiT npur lilm to gull Ulil Nltu n'J thn atmlMiiK beur dnnrer. I'edro, old Nltu an. I I ho bear trainers start for New York. l'Htlro pnlnts a portrait for a luncti waxon muii ami so rums a iin.nl for Ilia company. Minn Ills VamlerpiMil quarrels Willi lii-r arlUt lover. Ham Hill, ami they part. Hhe dlsrovKra In Iht father's-dsk a portrait which oho recognizes as that of I'mlro, wbo rescued her from the purse snalrher. Hill, the dVapondent over, moo Is i'edro anil Mr. Jones In VV'hhIiIiik ton mjuure. Hill dlseovnrs talent In I'edro's ilmwlnict ami In a mad denim to lose himself, kIw his sludlo and all In It to i'edro In exchange fur Mr. Jones CHAPTER V Continued. With alacrity Pedro gathered up the implements wherewith to serve him self, and returned from the corner shelf with one band grasping a bristly bouquet of cutlery and the other bal ancing some dishes. Pausing before a sketch la plasterllne, he looked at It critically, cocking his head to one side, and half-closing his eyes. "You ought to push the hind quar ters of the tiger back of the woman, so!" said he, giving an illustrative twist of the hand which nearly sent the cup flying. "It doesn't quite look look solid, you know." Leigh brought the frylngpan over when he came to Inspect. He crouched for a moment before bis model. Then be turned to Pedro, "I believe you are right," he said. "In here Is whore you mean, of course. Are you a sculptor?" "Painter," said Pedro, "at least, I am going to be." A gleam of amusement crept Into those strange eyes of Leigh. "Going to be!" he quoted. "AM I see! The novice Is always the sever est critic." "But I am light about It," persisted the boy, not In the least abashed at being made fun of. "I did not say you were wrong," re marked Leigh. "Come and cat. You are In no need of championing your views." Leigh perused Hill's letter between rubs of coffee. Its substance was merely that Hill was going away, pos sibly for a year, and confirmed Pedro's possession of the studio with the few est possible explanations. When Leigh flnlBhed reading It he attacked the bacon and addressed bis guest. "Tell me again. What's all this about? Did you really never see Hill before last night?" "Never," said Pedro. "And what reason did he give for this unexpected desire to leave town?" "That he wanted to go!" said Pedro with rising Inflection, as If surprised that any other reason were necessary, "Hum!" mused Leigh, thinking In stantly of Iris. "I believe I can give a guess, then." "He took my bear; I took his studio. A very good arrangement, eh?" asked Pedro. "For you, certainly," said Leigh. "Ah! but you should see my bear! responded Pedro earnestly. The lad was so sincere that Leigh smiled again. "From something In Sam's letter,' said ho, "I am pretty sure that I am right about why he has gone. He says I am to look after you. What do you wish me to do for you as a starter? Xake you up to the art school?" "Academy!, No-!" exclaimed Pedro, "What do you Intend doing, then?" "Paint," said Pedo. "Anything else?" "Find some one whose criticism can respect!" "Ah!" said Leigh, "and who will that be?" "1 huve not yet decided," said the boy thoughtfully. "I shull have to see the work of all tho best men first." "And when do you go to work?" "Now!" replied Pedro. "I must go, There Is not a moment to be lout!" He uroso ami stood looking as though alarmed at the night of so many prerlous moments. "Hut later?" asked Leigh. "When it la dark, I will go with you." said I'edro, responding to the unspoken Invitation. "I shall come around for you at about six-thirty." said Leigh. "We must get to know each other better. Hat In hand, Pedro turned to flash an assenting smile at Leigh before be went out. When the door had closed upon htm the sculptor stood In deep thought for several moments. Then absent-mind edly knocking the contents of bis unlit pipe out upon the hearth, he put It In his mouth, upside down, and lounged over to the plasterllne sketch that Pe dro had criticized. For some timo h looked at it Immovably, and then stretched out a tentative hand toward the hind quarters of the tiger, with' drawing Instantly. "No, by George!" said he aloud, think It's all right Just the way stands." But nevertheless he went to work upon another group, leaving the dlmln utive sketch alone. Half past six (it being then dark) found Leigh on his way to the studio lu Muldoon place, strolling along medl tatlvely through the half-lit mystery of Greenwich. At the corner of Seventh avenue he halted, slapped his pockets, unearthed his pipe and pouch, and proceeded to light up. Then, to make up for the few moments lost In this operation, he dived down the little short cut called Paradise place. It was very dark In the little fragment of a street, and balf-way down Its narrow span bumped Into two men who were the act of parting from each other with low-voiced adleux. The taller of these two muttered an apology almost In the same breath with Leigh's, an waa hurrying away, when the sculp tor, catching sight of the face under the peak of the cheap and shabby hat, called his name. "Vandorpool!" The millionaire heard, for he made an Irresolute little movement as If to return, but, changing his mind, only pulled his 'hat over his eyes, and walked off rapidly. For a moment Leigh almost doubted the veracity of his recognition. Reginald Vanderpool In what amounted to a disguise! Such a circumstance seemed far from likely 1 And yet he could not be wrong, for In the folds of the man's coat he bad distinctly seen the black ribbon and dangling monocle which were charac teristic of Iris' father. Deuce take the man, It was very odd for him to rush off In that manner without speaking! nut, for the matter of that, Vanderpool had always been something of a mys tery to his acquaintances! With a shrug, Leigh resumed bis walk, only to have It borne In upon him after a few moments, that the second of the two men whom he bad Interrupted was preceding him. Even when he turned Into Muldoon place there he was again, crossing the little paved court twenty-five feot In advance. and entering at the basement door! Well, If that Isn't the darnedest thing!" said Leigh us he mounted the stairs, puzzled, but thereafter thinking of It no more. Ho found Pedro engaged upon a pencil drawing of a very pretty girl in the act of washing herself with the aid of a cake of soap which she held In a prominent manner. Leigh started slightly, as be looked at It, but all be aid was: "Still working?" "No," responded Pedro, "I stopped when the light gave out." He waved bis hand toward the smaller easel where stood a canvas, upon which a picture a street scene had been blocked In. Leigh crossed to look at It, and although the artificial light made any real Judgment of what he saw difficult, he bent before It In terestedly, though still without com ment. "So you have stopped working," said eh. "What do you rail the thing you are doing?" This Is not my work," explained Pedro, arising, and laying down the drawing-board. "Thin Is Just to live. I have seen many pictures In adver tisements like thjs, often less good, "Still Working?" mid perhaps I can sell it. Then I need not ubo the money of Mr. Hill. good idea, eh?" "Yes," assented Leigh, still without any change of expression. "Well, come out and play around with nie. I uover eoe anyone much, except Hill, and as he has doBorted Die ramp you will have to fill his place, since you have undertaken to till his studio and my time." "All right," said Pedro. Together they went out. Pedro was good company, and Leigh responded to him readily. Between these two hod already sprung up an intimacy that was accepted by both without sur prise. It seemed so natural to them to be together, the language that they spoke was identical, and both were o simple In their attitude toward life, nd toward each other, that they spoke and acted with the feeling of old comrades from the first. Wbo was this young man, anyhow The auestion was one that lulled Leigh to sleep that night and persiBt- ently confronted him ou his awaken Ing next morning. Why was the boy so reticent about his origin, his people, bis nationality even. Sometimes one would swear Pe dro to be a Spaniard; yet he spoke Italian fluently, and French, too. Yet, when he became e.-wnest and wished to press a point, good English seemed to come to him with amazing read! ness. Aud the quality of the boy'i workl It was astounding! This lat ter thought stimulated action. Slowly Abraham Lincoln Leigh arose from bis untidy bed, and In the early light of the wintry morning, strode Into his workshop. Half-way acrosB the floor he stopped, adding his un galnly figure to the motionless thron which stood about. For several min utes he Btood stock still, and then, with rapid, skilful fingers began to curve back the hind quarters of the tiger In the little plasterllne sketch. CHAPTER VI. The People Downstair. It has been said that as Lolgh en tered the front door of the studio building In Muldoon place, the sec ond, and to him unknown,, of the two illlfi iPi men whose conference In Paradise place he had Interrupted, entered the same building by the basement way. This latter person was a tall, dark man, uumltukubly Lutln In typo, and that tho house was familiar to him was evinced by the air with which he manipulated the lutch aud admitted himself. The little hall was stuffy and 111 lighted by a Blngle gas-burner In a wire rage, and from tho rear room came the odor of cooking. Put It waa not these facts that caused the man to stop short, the crease between his eyes deepening as he stood listening. In the hall above Leigh's footstep could be plainly heard. The man be low approached the staircase with ab solute noiseleHsness, and ascending part way managed to get a good look at the sculptor without allowing him self to be seen. All unconscious, the latter continued to tramp up toward tho ottlce, aud with a muttered oath, quickly suppressed, tho watcher re turned to the basement as cautiously as he had ascended. At the door of the front room he tapped discreetly, and after a brief interval, during which there was a scurrying sound within and the muffled closing of some Inte rior door, that before which he stood was opened a crack while a smooth voice, with only a slight foreign ac cent, Inquired who waa without. "It Is only me. Open up, nicardo," replied the man in the hall. At which the door was thrown back, revealing a tall, bearded man who waved an Invitation to enter. "Ah, Yznaga!" he exclaimed In Spanish. "So it Is thou! Enter, my friend, but I bog you will remember that In this house I am Mr. Howe. Such exclamations, however, cordial, iust not be made In the public halls I .Cver cautious!" exclaimed the vis itor. "Now I am not even to speak loud! Well, you are wise! I obey!' He seated himself beBide the table and mopped his face with a thin silk handkerchief. A fine figure of a man, almost noble in bearing, and excep tionally well dressed beneath his habby overcoat. Itowe brought out glasses and a decanter, pouring lor bis guest and himself. "The house is at your disposal, he said, after the Spanlshmanner. Then. this formal courtesy discharged, he leaned anxiously toward the other. "Did you see him?" he asked. Yznaga nodded. "I did." "And he will buy the necessary ar maments?" Yes, but be is a hard customer, that Van ..." Hush! Not that name, above all others!" Implored the host. "That he will pay Is all I need to hear!" He will pay for them," responded Yznnga. "Moreover, he Is no fool, and Intends dealing through me only aa an agent. No ensh! Hut we shall arrange the estimate and the bid in such a way as to retain a little for ourselves, eb?" No, our wealthy patron would be difficult to defraud. He Is a man to whose capability I make my bow! And bis caution! Ily the way," he added abruptly, "who Uvea on the top floor of this building?" A painter by the name of Samuel Hill." replied Howe, "an easy going young man. He's the landlord." Have you any acquaintance with him?" "No more than Is absolutely neces sary!" "Ah! your excluslveness! Sometimes I think that it Is a mistake that it will attract attention! Dut of that, later. Tell me. Is this lundlord of yours a tall, homely fellow?" No," said Rowe, "why do you aekr necause when He-ofwhom-you know ond I were porting Just now, such a person Interrupted us, whether Intentionally or not, I cannot tell. Hut he recognized Vunder recognized him, of that much I nm certain. And what Is more, he followed me to this house and Is upstairs at this moment! For a moment Rowe glared at the other with an expression of Intent alarm. Then his features relaxed. "A great, tall fellow, did you say?" lie mused. Then a light broke upon blm. "A giant, with a long face and ungainly carriage; that would be Leigh, the sculptor, a great friend of the landlord. And he would know him also! No need to worry about that, As for his following you, that was mere coincidence. He comes here to Isit Hill almost dally." "You relieve my mind, Rowe," re piled Yznaga, lighting a cigarette, And now for our project. He-of-whom you know refuses absolutely to commit himself on paper. He will spend, yes! It Is for a great purpose, In a noble cause! Put he will sign nothing What have we to hold hint by?" The money he spends!" replied Rowe grimly. Will that suffice? This business Is against the law, you know, and ' I have something that will hold him," replied Rowe. I still have the thing by means of which I first Inter ested him!" Which Is?" said the other sugges tively. Rowe laughed, an unpleasant laugh that was characteristic of him, and reached for the wine. "That, my simple friend, I nm not going to reveal," said he politely. "Hut Its efficacy you need not doubt. Has it not sufficed so far? Why should you doubt that It will work In the fu ture, until we have sucked this simple American gentleman dry? Paugh! I hold him In the hollow of my hapd! "So you possess knowledge of some secret that he fears the exposure of! Ah, I Buspected as much." "I have not said so," replied Rowe, smiling confidently at the end of his clgurctte. "He content, Yznaga, that my knowledge serves Us purpose." "And serves to keep you leader of this enterprise!" snappod the visitor, "Very well. Have it as you will! Thank the blossed saints you have no hold over me! I should ' dislike to find myself In those nlcotlne-stolned Angers of yours, amigo mlol "PerhaDS you are In them." re marked Rowe, amused. "I! What nonsense!" "How about your connection with this affair? Does It not place you somewhat at my mercy? A respect able member of the International com' merce committee " "Hush!" said the other, paling trifle. "You are right. I admit the precarlousness of my position. Put, granting that you can control him and myself, what have you to offer the mob? The peoplo, or any body of them, must have un Idol, or an Ideal for which to fight. Nothing else will really arouse tnetn, nor hold them. It must be polities or emotion. In this case, as you are well aware, the po litical side of the question Is not suffi ciently strong. Can you Invent an Ideal that will appeal strongly enough to start a revolution? Here we have the cartbefore-the-mule. ' In other wordB, strong financial backing; a pa tron whom we (or rather you) can absolutely control; a complete knowl edge of our country; everything, In fact, except the sentiment of the people. In short, It Is a highway to power for us both, blocked by the apathy of half a million ragged half breeds!" Yznaga, my esteemed and admired frlond," began Rowe, never losing his amused smile, "you are such a charm- ng, well-bred, representative person that you fit the role of pseudo-cabinet minister to perfection; and you are uch a fool that you are the Ideal minister of state. I don't wonder that our respected patron actually believes you are what you represent yourself to be!" The man opposite sprang to his feet with an oath. A fool!" he cried; "you call me a fool?" Sit down, and stop confirming my opinions so nicely," grinned Rowe, "or you may bring the house down about our ears with that yelling." Yznaga compiled, but sat frowning. "Very well," said he, "say what you like. Hut calling me a fool will not prove you a wise man." Admitted." said Rowe. "Hut I am wiseacre enough to be forehanded about u matter like tills of public sen timent In our beloved country. Let me ask you a question. What would the peoplo rise for? Think well. You now tho answer!" Yznaga woe silent for a moment, rubbing the palms of his hands to gether as he thought hard. At last he spoke, but It was as one who men tions a desirable but unobtainable cir cumstance. There Is Slgnora Daussa and her child," said he slowly. "Hut of course that Is out of the question. No one nows where they are, and In all prob- billty they were killed during the big prising." That was never known as a cer tainty," said Rowe with meaning. Yznaga looked up sharply. "You mean to say" he began. Rowe rained a hand, warning him to silence. "Listen!" he sold, "I have for years known the whereabouts of our ex- president's wife, and am In dally hourly communication with her. In eed, she Is less than a mire from this very spot! She has practically no English, and therefore It Is safe enough to take her about with me a little sometimes. As for explanations; that Is easy. She has no money ex cept what she could get for her few Jewels, and she has deigned to accept my assistance. Sho Is accepting It for a purely personal servico, also, which Is confidential, and which consequently I cannot tell you. Hut all this Is Irrele vant. The main thing that I wish you to understand Is the fact that I have In hor the one thing which will create popular feeling. In other words, her restitution!" If the others the doubting ones- could but see ber once, we would have them with us heart and soul!" said Yznaga. Rowe thought for a moment. "Yes," said he, "I had Intended that they should, of course, sooner or later. In a few weeks' time they shall see her. In the meantime your work will be to prepare their minds for that event You must tuke bogus messages from her to them; give them every confidence that she Is In sympathy with tho movement. Hut one thing must be strictly observed. He-of-whom you know must be told nothing of her exlstenco until I give tho word. Re member that. To bo frank with you I do not believe that she will be In sympathy with us. She cares little for pomp or power. When the time comes for her to see the others, they must bo warned to say very little to her, and I shall see to It that she, on her part, does not botray the Igno rance In which I think it will be best to keep her." "As you will!" replied Yznnga. "I am too much dazed by this revolution to dispute with you. I elmll go now and during the next few weeks I shall Drocure those estimates. And now goodnight!" "Va UBted con Dios!" suld Rowe as to a beggar, closing the door after htm. As long as the sound of Yznaga's footsteps could be heard, Rowe sat staring In tho direction of them, nod ding his head meditatively. "He, too, loves her," he said aloud, "and will not move alone, or In the dark, for fear of hurting her." Then he turned and gathered up the unsigned documents that Yznaga had thrown upon the table, his face cloud- lng again at the Bight of them. 'He la right; we are too conspicu ous, living so closely," he muttored we must ro about, and seem like other folk." CHAPTER VII. A Party In the Alley. For the Ave weeks that led Into the heart of the winter Pedro worked al most lncossautly. From daylight till dark he scarcely left the studio, and only at night (when they were not too tired) would he go forth with Leigh upon what they began to call "perception prowls." At other times they would sit together and read or talk; sometimes In the wide, cushioned Inglo-nook at Pedro's again In tilted chairs, their boots upou the rim of Leigh's Btove. Leigh was a man who made few friends; thus It cameabout that Pedro met hardly any other people. But he was well content that such should be the case, delighting as he did In Leigh's society, and utterly satisfied with the gentle adventures upon which the latter led blm. Strange little cafes served them, and Bomet lines more pretentious places. Through the Fall Academy they wandered, too, and smaller exhibitions In the bucks of shops, and In the les ser galleries, And from one of these latter visits came about Pedro's choice of the great De Hush as his future ad viser. Ah! there was a painter for you! That this rose-colored existence should continue forever was taken for granted by Pedro, whose sole lack was Mr. Jones. Hut one day Leigh sent word that be bad been called from town by a commission, and might be gone a week or more. During the span of six days Pedro managed very well alone, simply get ting up earlier than ever, and work- He Came to a Standstill Beside the Open Gateway. lng harder; for Leigh had come to sat isfy him so completely that he fan cied no one else could take the sculp tor's pluce. On the seventh day, LpIkIi not having as yet returned, he ate a solitary meal, and feeling lonely, went to the gallery of a theater. The play was a melodramatic affair, and on either hand sat people wbo re fused to respond to his critical analy sis of the dramatist's work; so, after the second act, he left, much bored, and filled with a longing for dancing and compunious, for laughter and In consequential talk:-a most natural and wholesome desire for the amuse ments common to his years. 'I wish," said Pedro aloud, "that I was going to a party." Then a thought struck blm. It a party was what he wanted to go to why not go to one? There were the cafes but no! He -wanted a real party, with Invited guests, and laugh ter, and refreshments, hospitality of fered Suddenly he felt like a prisoner, jailed in a prison that Is limitless, yet cramped because it is, in fact a prison. To shake off this morbid fancy he began to run, and sped through the silent, frosty streets ' as though the gruesome, sardonic spirit of civiliza tion was speeding after blm with handcuffs. Breathless at lam,' and Indignantly helpless, he came to a standstill be slilo the ojien gateway of a little im- pusse that had once or twice attracted his passing attention. From wall to wall It was paved with uneven flag ging, and down the center ran an open gutter. The buildings were squat two- story affairs of old brick, and had once been stables, but as be looked more closely, the light of the scat tered bracket-lamps revealed the fact that they had been converted Into studios. All the other buildings but one were dark, and like a bit of the old world, the miniature street nestled timidly almost In the shadow of Its giant neighbors, the sky-scrapers. At Its hospituble aspect Pedro felt better directly. From the lighted building, half-way down Its limited stretch, a soft radiance shone out, uncurtained and cheery, and the sounds of revelry came muflled to bis ear. Quite shame lessly he walked to where Its window met level with his shoulder, and flat tening bis nose against the pane, looked in. A dimly lit room full of animated peoplo met his gaze. A youth, with a clgarettp dangling from the corner of his mouth, was playing softly on the piano, while, Just beyond, two couples were dancing. Immediately In front of the watcher was a row of beads, their owners being seated upon bench which ran directly beneath the window. Suddenly tho street door was flung wide to emit a little knot of men who carried between them the limp form of a woman. Pedro drew back Into the Bhadows and watched. The exact nuture of the trouble he could not determine, and neither could be eee the woman very distinctly, but the air seemed to revive her, and pres ently a cab appeared, Into which she was put, and driven off with one of the men. The rest then re-eutcred the house, closing the door with a bang The little eplsodo affected Pedro strangely. Again he stepped to the Inviting window and pressed his face against it, only to be confronted instantly by a mass of red-gold hair! At first he could scarcely believe his eyes; but It was true there was no mistaking those gleaming braids she was there the Madonna Lady, standing within the warm room, her shoulder turned toward him. Acting on a sudden 1m rjulse. Pedro ran to the door, and knocked. Almost at once It was oponed by a little man with a smooth, boyish face and sandy hair. Although far from handsome, the magnetism of his per sonality struck Pedro Immediately awakening an answering chord In the latter. Fer a moment the little man looked the boy over, and then his weird, expressive face broke Into a smile. "Were you looking for Mllllgan?" he asked. "I was looking for a party," said Pedro, smiling In return. "Well, there's several Inside," eald the little man, waving a hand toward the dimly lighted room behind him. "Some friend of yours here?" "I Just wanted" began Pedro, when a girl's voice broke In: "He Is a friend of mine. Don." said law the red-haired girl, emerging from the crowded studio. She had noted his entrance and Immediately made her way toward him. "Aren't you going to let him In?" she concluded. One would have sworn that she had been expecting him, thought Pedro. Evidently she had not forgotten the roadside encounter. "I'edro Is the humble servant of you both," said be, with that sweeping bow of his. "And this Is Mr. Mllllgan, our host," said sho. The two shook hands, and even while Mllllgan muttered something by way of acknowledging the Introduc tion, he was carried off by a phalanx of men who came up, clamoring for more beer. With a swift gesture, the girl beckoned to Pedro, and he fol lowed up a narrow, winding staircase, which brought them out upon a little balcony. The Madonna Lady seated herself upon a. divan and motioned Pe dro to follow suit. "Madonna, I saw you through the window, and I could not resist coming In. even though 1 was a stranger to the house." She smiled at him. "You saved me Just In lime," lie con tinued, "else I might huve failed of entrance." "And you really came because you saw me?" "For what other reason?" said he. "Madonna, what is your name?" "Iris," said she, lifting her great eyes, that were like those selfsame blossoms. "My father's name Is Van derpool. What other name have you. besides Pedro?" "I have no other," he replied after an almost Imperceptible pause. She raised her bead, as if In disbe lief. Ah! that wonderful line from chin to breast! Surely sonio day he must contrive to point it. "I am speaking as I must," he told her. "Will you not believe ine when I say that the only name I can give you Is that which you have heard?" Tills had a perfume of mystery, but while It added to her already keen In terest in him, she maintained her pose of offense. If it was only to be unkind, why did you rescue me just now?" he asked. She laughed a little. . "You once saved me from real dan ger, she replied; tne least l couia ao was to spare you. In turn." Swiftly Pedro leuned toward her. In his eyes shone a light that might have meant pure mischief, but this she did not see, for she had turned away her heud again. His voice was very sibi lant, carrying a subtlety of meaning which was delicate In the extreme. "Madonnu Iris!" he euid, "when you turn your head so, It Is lovely beyond words! Do you know thut the line of your chin and throat is like the sliver- white edge of tho young moon? Ah! Now you are angry. Forgive me; but I have dreamed of that line since first I saw you!" There was a tense pause between them. "No, I am not angry," she said at last In a low voice, looking intently at tho sticks of her fun as she spoke. You see, 1 had not forgot you, either." ' "I shall not give you chance to for get!" he exclaimed to his companion. Hut before she could reply, a youth who had been watching her, rushed up and claimed her for tho dance. With a smile she was gone; and in a few moments be saw ber and her partner emerge upon the floor below. While he stood watching her, a man joined him, und after a nod and the "If It Was Only to Be Unkind, Why Did You Rescue Me Just Now?" He Asked. proffer of a cigarette, which wus ac cepted, stood beside blm at the bal cony rail. This now acquaintance was a thick set young man, blond and rugged of footure. He was not In evening clothes Indeed, only two or three of the men were and he did not look over prosperous. Hut ho fairly radiated energy and enthusiasm, and his face was strong and arresting. For Beveral moments they stood looking down Into the crowd. (TO nK CONTINUKP.) Rebuked. The Germans as all extensively traveled persons know are great sticklers for titles. One must not only say Horr Cancellarlus Holz, Herr Doc tor Baron Meier, Professor Schmidt; one must also say Frau Cancellarlus Holz, Frau Doctor Baronin Meier, Frau Professor Schmidt. Also there are fine distinctions In titles. If one title is higher than another by so much as a hair's breadth, the way faring man must not call the rightful owner of the higher title by the lower title. Never. A certain public school teacher who already enjoyed the title of master wae promoted to head master. Next day young Fritz, quite unaware as yet ot the honor that had come to bis Instructor overnight, greeted him with his usual cheery "Good morning, mas ter." "Perhaps," said the new head mas tor with dignity, "perhaps you'd rather just call me Adolf." New York Eve ning Post. id Ml HHH III! fit -Sslfiijhi gggi THE NEWS 10 IN IS Latest Happenings Gleaned From All Over the Stato. LIVE NOTES AND COMMENTS, Child Finds Mother Dead Moth 8ves Family From Fire Five Hurt In Gasoline Explosion. Steeple Jack's Fall Fatal, William Zimmerman, a well-knowa Dauphin county farmer, was Deaa in Ded at nis noma in Halifax. Fremont Lenke, financial secretary of Camp 62, P. O. S. of A at Tow City, was sent to jail for one year for embezzling $133 belonging to tliecam& James V. Murray, corporation clerk In the Auditor General's department, and a taxation expert, has resigned u resume his practice Members of the Dolphin County R Indorsed the candidacy for Judge Qto. Kunkel for Supreme Court Justice inj named a Campaign Committee. David Reber, an aged resident of Cresona, was arrested by Stats police, charged with setting fire to bis ovi home at that place. In a fall from a wagon, whm the seat tilted, August 0. England, of Weil Chester, suffered fractures of bota wrists. The Cumberland County Grand Jury found a true bill against Max Morgag nian, charged with the murder of Mi M. Kupp, a farmer. George S. Thlele, a brakoman, of Potts v Hie, was badly Injured when lit fell from bis freight train between tit cars. He may recover. Orlando Dowlands, of West Cain, bu been arrested for the larceny of a lot of school books from the wagon of Israel Berry, one of the School Di rectors. John Miller and his son David wen seriously Injured when tho rope of tha scaffold on which they were painting at Schuylkill Haven broke. Ther I more than thirty feet. Fire that Is thought to have lm jaused by mice nibbling nt matchet caused a loss of J10D0 to the home of Alfred Slesholtz at Iloyertuwn. Tht family were almost suffocated br tit smoke. A little child of Mrs. David WeitieL thirty-four years old, of Ilaumston found her dead upon the kitchen Hoot from Inhaling Illuminating ms- Tht keyholes and windows were found stuffed. Morris Brehm was probably fatally burned and four other men serioiulf hurt when a gasoline tank blew m In a garage at Harrlsburg. Dream w only been working in the pstubllshmeBt I a week. Mrs. John Shaffncr, wife of a fariw living near HarrlRburg, saved the lives I of her five children by throwing u out of windows when their home caugbt I fire. The father jumped from the dow first and caught the youngit The home was destroyed. The Stewartstown Agricultural AM sociatlou, which annually conM fairs all over York county, has bi chartered with a capitalization of tlinnonnrl rliillnra SixtV lliltO natUM I subscribers are attached to the chw I ter. ti hi. haior, while worklnf a, church steeple, Frederick IiolWPP'J ...... .,,,-. ,i,i. in i- i -. i ..u ihcrn and l talned injuries from which lie m I hour luter. It was the W' first accident In the fifty veaM lowed that dangerous trailc MM. Alone Tro.xell. who sho! HfTjjl Troxell, as ho was entering t 1 I last Christmas night In " "VX at Willliimsport, entercu ' ., ujl -...i..- . .i.rd nf assault i battery ana juago uii...- , reeling her to pay the cosl,9., J-l rid of any firearms sue mih- i suspended sentence. Patrick J. rrlee, thirty-eight I old, and son of Thomas ITU', burgess of Archibald borouj ( found dead lu a gas-Mh'd roo hotel on Pennsylvania I Whether Trice, wno ,y.iiis best known young men m - .i county, committed suicide j -u ii. o. ,t nnen "as ... I mi iuh mo s ihnriH . j h iha author'-1 Deen ueierimuou u - The Treasury Department . a lncton notified Joseph H- ' .,,: would purchase the South w. g(jfl building site on cbi ,Ml' Tamanua. for $22,000 as one. school board. The p purchased ten feet of Ijo1uin from A. W. S. Loewn an j, plot will erect a Federal W appropriation for wbicn been made. " , W03t Miss Sara Vandever, of y who has been in Paris lot has arrived home sareiy. ...nl.M" Seventeen cases of api'1" .t developed in West Cbestr days. .-..... f the Jlf,t0!lii pltaUaunched a campslgn ' nnn t nv off the ludobtwin" Institution. The elght-nour "-.sil United States began " - . . MllVfll PARAGRAP
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