THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURO, PA. uucv -FRANCIS LYNDE MSTM0SCDMCff5 ocyr?cr flyrcrj scwws sots SYNOPSIS. 6 Kenni-th (iriawnM. nn iitKurrenHful wnl'ir, bi-cauao of noi-iaiuilc ten-li'Mrltm, bold up Andrew ftnlhrniih. pie-iid. nt ol tlie Hnyuu Stale Suciirtiv, in the pn-st-dftnt'a pmute ulhVe awl em-upi-n Willi IHO, OuU la cash, lly original inethotln he ra enpis the hua unit cry anil pjueu aboard (he (telle Julie an a (lei klmml. Me unex pectedly conrronli Charlotte r'urnhttin of Wuhaskii, M:mi., who hail een him uMh dnlhrimhi i'he k In the hank. CI lurlotte fciKtluen Gttswukl, and ili-i-hli-H to de nuunee him. title neea the hrulal nulte rewued from drowning ly Orluoll. HHe talks to Orlflwold and by hi ndvli-e nfniln m li-ltt-r of hetiuyal to (talhraltti ununy lmmnly. OrlHvtohl in arreHted on the ar rival of the boat at St. lonls. hut e.-iipen from hfft riiptors. Me dei-tilev on Wa-fca-tku, Mltin., an a hiding pUie, and after nultliitnir himself properly, taken the tnurj. Margery tlrlemon. daughter of Jaxper Mrleraon, th linani-lal magnate of VVahaKka. startn a eampalgn for noehll rrcvgnltlon bv the "old famlllea" or the tuwn. OrmwoM falla ill on the nlei-per and In rare! for and taken to her home In Wahaxka by M.irg'-ry. who tlml the stolen nioney in tun sulti-ane. Broflln, dleetlve, takeM the trail. Mnigery hpkh tr father to get tldwaril lluym.r Into flnaniliil hot water and then help him Hit Of It. CHAPTER XI Continued. "He ain't the man to 15 to his womenfolks when he gem into hot wa ter. He'll keep It to hiovil; and they'll go ou binning you, same as rer." Mius Grlerson pulled on her gaunt lola and made ready to go, leisurely, as befitted her pose. "That Is where you are mistaken," h objected, coolly. "It isn't very often I ran give you a business tip, but this is one of the times when 1 can. When John Raymer died, he left an undivided half of his estate to his wife, the other half to be shared equally by the children. At the pres ent moment every dollar the entire family has Is invested in the Iron plant. You will let Mr. Raymer get himself into hot water, as you call It, and then, when I say the word, you'll reach In and pull him out." When she was gone, the president elected another of the overgrown cl ears from a box In the desk drawer, lighted it, and tilted bark In the big armchair to envelop himself In a cloud of smoke. It was his single expensive habit the never-empty box of Brob dingnaglan cigars in the drawer and "That's Where You Are Mistaken," She Objected Coolly. tho Indulgence helped him to push the Yellow-Dog period Into a remoter ja.st. After a time the smoke cloud be came articulate, rumbling forth chuck lings and Elizabethan oaths, mingling with musings idiomatic and profane. "By gad, I belltjve alio thought she was fooling me 1 do, for a fact! Hut It'a too thin. Of course, she wants to make the women kowtow, but that ain't ull there Is to it not by a Jugful. Hut It's all right; she plays her own and, and she's bully good and able to play it. If she's after Itaymer's ealp, he might as well get ready to wear a wig, right now. I'll back her to win, every time." Accordingly, when .Mr. Kdward Ray eaer name out of the president's room at tho Farmers' and Merchants' bank the following morning, he was tread ing upon air. For in his mind's eye Ihere was a tair picture of a great and successful Industry to be built Don the substantial extension of credit promised by the capitalist whosn presence chamber he had just quitted. CHAPTER XII. Los and Cain. Btriving feebly as one who gathers up the shards and fragments after an explosion, Griswold remembered cloudily the supper of tasteless courses at the Hotel Chouteau. After ward there were vague Impressions, momentary breaches In the wall of In closing darkness. In one of these intervals a woman had stood beside him, and he seemed to remember that ah had put her cool hand on his NAPOLEON AND LETTER "NT Great Man Had Good Reason to Be lieve It Played an Important Part In Hit Life. ' All human nature holds within It self superstition In some greater or lest degree. Perhaps do two persons have ever held the exact same fatal istic thought. With Napolon there was a dread of the poor, harmless letter K." He Imagined all persons, places, events that came within th scope of ctyyfevr fly ct,r. jrw forehead. When complete conscious ness returned, the dream Impression was still so sharply defined that he was not surprised to tlnd her stand ing at his bedside. Before he could frame any of the queries which came thronging to the door of the returned consciousness, she smiled mid shook her head and forbade him. Later In the day the doctor came; and when the professional require ments were satisfied, (irlswold learned the bare fa:) of his succoring. It was chara' ieristlc of the Griswold of other i3at that the immense obliga tion under which the Grlersotis had placed him made him gasp and per spire afresh. Griswold looked long and earnestly at the face of his professional adviser. It was a good face, clearly lined, be nevolent, and, above all, trustworthy. "Tell me one thing more, doctor, If you can. What was the motive? Was It Just heavenly goodheartedness? or" The doctor's smile was the least possible shade wintry. "When you have lived a few years longer In this world of ours, you will not probe too deeply Into motives; you will take the deed as tho sufll cient exponent of the prompting be hind it. If I say so much, you will understand that I am not impugning Miss Grierson's motives. There are times when she Is the good angel of everybody In, sight, Mr. " The pause after the courtesy title was significant, and Griswold tilled It promptly. "Griswold Kenneth Gris wold. Do you mean to Bay that you haven't known my name, doctor?" "We have not. We took the Good Samaritan privilege and ransacked your belongings Miss Margery and I thinking there might be relatives or friends who should be notified." "And you found nothing?" queried the sick man, a cold fear gripping at his heart. "Nothing but clothing and your toi let tools, a pistol, and a typewritten book manuscript bearing no signa ture." Griswold turned his face away and shut his eyes. Once more his stake in the game of life was gone. "There was another package of of papers in one of the grips," he said, faintly; "quite a large package wrapped In brown paper." "We found nothing but the manu script. Could anyone else make use of the papers you speak of?" Griswold was too feeble to prevari cate successfully. . "There was money In the package," he said, leaving the physician to Infer what he pleased. "Ah; then you were robbed. It's a pity we didn't know It at the time. It is pretty late to begin looking for the thief now, I'm afraid." "Quite too late," said Griswold mo notonously. It was not until after the doctor had gone that Griswold was able to face the new misfortune with anything like a sober measure of equanimity. With or without money, he must re lieve the Grlersons of their self assumed burden at the earliest pos sible moment This was the thought with which he sank Into the first natural sleep ot convalescence. I!ut during the days whifh followed. Margery was able to modify It without dulling the keen edgo of his obligation. What perfect hospitality could do was done, with out ostentation, with the exact de gree of spontaneity which made It ap pear as a service rendered to a kins man. It was one of the gifts of the daughter of men to bo able to ignore all the middle distances between an introduction and a friendship; and by the time Griswold was strong enough to let the big, gentle Swede plant him in a Morris chair in tho sun-warmed bay window, the friendship was a fact accomplished. "Do you know, you're the most won derful person I have ever known?" ho said to Margery, on the first of the sunning days when she had come to perch in the window seat opposite his chair. "Do you believe In destiny?" She nodded brightly. "Sometimes I do; w hen It brings things out the way I want them to come out." "I've often wondered," he went on musingly. "Think of It somewhere back In the past you took the first step in the path which was to lead you to that late supper In the Chou teau. Somewhere In my past I took the first step In the crooked trail that was to lead me there." "Well?" she encouraged. 1 lie paths crossed and I am your poor debtor," he finished. "I can never hope to repay you and your father for what you have done." "Oh, yes you can," Bhe asserted lightly. "You can pass it along to the man farther down. Forget it, and tell me what you want to know about Wa- hnska." "FlrBt, I'd like to know my doctor's name "The Idea!" she exclaimed. "Hasn't there been anybody to Introduce you? his life beginning with this letter had a wonderful effect In shaping bis ca reer. Looking this up, we cannot fall to see that this otherwise harmless let ter followed him always, playing the game of life with lilm. It was Mar boeuf who was the first man to sus pect his genius and to shove blm ahead; It was Moreau who betrayed him; Marseilles was the place where he encountered the greatest difficul ties at the beginning of bis wonderful career. He Is Vahaska's best-beloved 'Doc tor Bertie;' otherwise Doctor Herbert C. Farnham." "Doctor Farnham? not Miss Char" He bit the name In two In the middle, but the mischief was done. "Yes; Charlotte's father," was the calm reply. Then: "Where did you meot Miss Farnham?" "I haven't met her," he protested instantly; "she she doesn't know me from Adam. Hut I have seen her, and I happened to learn her name and her home address." "Oh," said the small fitter of deduc tion pegs; and afterward she talked, and made the convalescent talk, point edly of other things. This occurred in the forenoon of a pleasant day In May. In the after noon of the same day Miss Grierson's trap was halted before the door of the temporary quarters of the Wahaska public library. Kaymer saw the trap and crossed the street, remembering what he would otherwise have forgot tenthat his sister had asked him to get a book on orchids. Miss Margery was In the reference room, wading absently through the newspaper tiles. She nodded brightly Mil. if (i rtfpJ?A$- ( I WtWV n 0" "It It Pretty Late to Begin Looking for the Thief Now." when Raymer entered and was not In the least dust-bllnded by the library card In his hand. "You are Just In time to help me," she told him. "Do you remember the story of that daring bank robbery in New Orleans a few weeks ago? the one In which a man made the presi dent draw a check and get it cashed for him?" Raymer did remember It, chiefly be cause he had talked about It at the time with Jasper Grlerson, and had wondered curiously how the president of the Farmers' and Merchants' would deport himself under like conditions. "If you should meet the man face to face, would you recognize him from the description?" she flashed up at Raymer. "Not In a thousaud years," be con fessed. "Would you?" "No; not from the description," she admitted. Then she passed to a mat ter apparently quite Irrelevant. "Didn't I see Miss Farnham's re turn noticed In the Wahaskan the other day?" With Charlotte's father a daily visi tor at Merc-side, It seemed Incredible that Miss Grlerson had not heard of the daughter's homecoming. Hut Ray mer answered in good faith. "They came up as far as St. Louis on one of the Anchor line the Uelle Ju lie and even Miss Oilman admits that the accommodations were excel lent." She nodded absently and began to turn the leaves of the newspaper file. Raymer took it as his dismissal and went to the desk to get the orchid book. When he looked in again on his way to the street, Miss Grlerson had gone, leaving the file of the Pioneer Press open on the reading desk. Al most Involuntarily he glanced at the first -page headings, thrilling to a little shock of surprise when one of them proved to be the caption of another Associated Press dispatch giving a 20 llno story of the capture and second escape of the Bayou State Security robber on the levee at St. Louis. The reading of the bit of stale news Impressed him curiously. Why bad Miss Margery Interested herself in the details of the New Orleans bank rob bery? Why with no apparent spe cial reason should she have remem bered it at all or, remembering it, have known where to look for the two newspaper references? Raymer left the library speculating vaguely on the unaccountable tau gents at which the feminine mind could now and then fly off from the well-defined circle of the convention ally usual. On rare occasions his mother or Gertrude did It, and he had long since learned the folly of trying to reduce the small problem to terms of known quantities masculine. "Just the same, I'd like to know why, this time," he Baid to himself, as he crossed the street to the Manu facturers' club. "Miss Grlerson isn't at all the person to do things without an object." CHAPTER XIII. The Convalescent. After a few more days in the Mor ris chair dnys during which be was idly contented when Margery was with him, and vaguely dissatisfied Among bis marshals he had six whose names began with "M." They were Mortler, Moncey, Marmont, Mu rat, Massena, Macdonald. At the siege of Toulon his first at tack waa Fort Malbousquet, and there he fought Mulron; Milan waa the capi tal of hit new kingdom; Moscow was the last capital that be took; It wat Menon that made blm lose Egypt; Malet conspired against blm; Meiter nlch beat him In diplomacy; Maret was his secretary; Montallvet wat hit min ister; Montesquln waa first cuaxaber- when the was not Griswold was per mitted to go below stairs., where he met, for the first time since the Grler son roof had given him shelter, the master of Merenlde. The little visit to Jasper Grierson's library was not prolonged beyond the lnvalid'a Btrength; but notwithstand ing its brevity there were inert cur rents of antagonism evolved which Margery, present and endeavoring to serve at a lightning arrester, could neither ground nor turn aside. Griswold took away from the rather constrained Ice-breaking in tbe bank er's library a renewed resolve to cut his obligation to Jasper Grlerson at short as possible. How he should be gin again the mordant struggle for existence waa still an unsolved prob lem. Of the one-thousand-dollar spending fund there remained some thing less than half; for a few weeks or months he could live and pay hit way; but after that. . . . Curiously enough the alternative of another at tack upon the plutocratic dragon did not suggest Itself. That, he told him self, was an experiment tried and found wanting. But In any event, he must not outstay his welcome at Mereslde; and with this thought In mind he crept downstairs dally after the library episode, and would give Margery no peace because she would not lot him go abroad in the town. "'How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless' what shall I say patient, or guest, or friend?" she laughed, garbling the quotation to fit the occasion. "Shakespeare said 'child,'" he sug gested mildly. "And so shall I," she gibed but the gibe ItSwlf was almost a ear. "Some timet yon remind me of an Impatient boy Tho has been promffed a peach and caat wait until It ripenj. But if you mast have a reason why I won't drive you this afternoon, you may. We are going to have a tiny little social function at Mereside this eve ning, and I want you to be fresh and rested for It." "Certainly, I shall come, If you wish it," he assented, remembering afresh his immense obligation; and when the time was ripe he made himself pre sentable and felt his way down the dimly lighted library stair, being minded to slip Into the social pool by the route which promised the smallest splash and the fewest ripples It was a stirring of the Philistine In him that led him to prefigure weari ness and banality In the prospect. Without in the least expecting it, Oris wold was a Brahmin of the severest sect on his social side; easily dis posed to hold aloof and to criticize, and, as a man easteru-bred, serenely assured that nothing truly acceptable In tho social sense could come out of the Nazareth of the West. For this cause he was properly hu miliated when he entered the spacious double drawing-rooms and found them so comfortably crowded by a throng of conventionally clothed and conven tionally behaved guests that he was Immediately able to lose himself and any lingering trace of self-conscious-ness In a company which, If appear ances were to be trusted, was west ern only by reason of Wahaska't loca tion on the map. And the charming young hostess . . . Hitherto he had known her only as his benefactress and the thoughtful caretaker for his comfort. But now, at this first sight of her in the broader social field, she shone upon aud dazzled him. Admitting that the later charm might be subtly sen suoushe refused to analyze it too closely it was undeniable that it warmed him to a power and a stronger life; that he could bask in its generous glow like some hibernating thing of the wild answering to the first thrilling of the springtide. True, Miss Grlerson bore little resemblance to any ideal of his past imaginings. She might even be the Aspasla to Charlotte Farnham's Saint Cecilia. But, even $0, was not the daughter of Axlochus well beloved of men and of heroes? It was some little time afterward, and Jasper Grlerson, stalking like a grim and rather unwilling maBter of ceremonies among his guests, had gruffly introduced three or four of the men, when Griswold gladly made room In the window seat for his trans formed and glorified mistress of the fitnesses. As had happened more than once before, her nearness intoxicated him; and while he made sure now that the charm was at least partly physical, its appeal was none tbe less irresistible. "Are you dreadfully tirod?" she asked, adding quickly: "You mustn't let us make a martyr of you. It's your privilege to disappear whenever you feel like it." "Indeed, I'm not at all tired," he protested. "It is all very comforting and homelike; so vastly " he hesi tated, seeking thoughtfully for the word which should convey bis mean ing without laying him open to the charge of patronizing supercilious ness, and she supplied It promptly. "So different from what you were expecting; I know. You have been thinking of us as barbarians outer barbarians, perhaps and you find that we are only harmless provincials. But really, you know, we are improving. I wish you could have known Wa haska aa it used to be." "It is all very grateful and delight ful to me," he confessed, at length. "I have been out of the social run ning for a long time, but I may as well admit that 1 am shamelessly epicu rean by nature, and an ascetic only when the necessities drive." "I know," she assented, with quick appreciation. "An author has to be both, hasn't he? keen to enjoy, and well hardened to endure." lain; in March, 1796, he married Jose phine; in March, 1810, he married Marie Louise; in March, lSlt, the king of Rome waa born; Malmaison was the unlucky house that was his last residence in France; h'e surrendered to Captain Maltland; Montholon was hit companion and Marcbaud acted at hit valet And he died in May, 1821. Btau Gat. Blau gat, named after Its Oerman Inventor, liquefies under pressure, shrinking to one four-hundredth of Its He turned upon her squarely. "Where did you ever learn how to say 'such things as that?" be de manded. It waa an opening for mockery and good-natured raillery, but she did not make use of It. Instead, she let him look as deeply as he pleased Into the velvety eyes when she said: "It Is given to some of us to see and to understand where others have to learn slowly, letter by letter. Surely, your own gift has told you that, Mr. Gris wold?" "It has," he acknowledged. "But I have found few who really do under stand." "Which Is to say that you haven't yet found your other self, Isn't it? Perhaps that will come, too, if you'll only be patient and not expect too many other gifts of the gods along with the one priceless gift of perfect sympathy." "When I find the one priceless gift, I shall confidently expect to find ev erything else," he asserted, still held a willing prisoner by the bewitching eyes. She laughed softly. "You'll be dis appointed. The gift you demand will preclude some of th? others; as the others would certainly precludo It. How can you be au author and not un derstand that?" "I am not an author, I am sorry to say," he objected. "I have written but the one book, and I have never been able to find a publisher for it." "But you are not going to give up?" "No; I am going to rewrite the book and try again and yet again, if needful. It Is my message to man kind, and I mean to deliver It." , "BraTo!" she applauded, clapping her liaiifs In a little burst of enthu siasm which, If It were not real, was at leaat an excellent simulation. "It Is only the weak ones who say, 'I hope.' For the truly strong hearts there is only one battle cry, 'I will!' When you get blue and discouraged you must come to me and let me cheer you. Cheering people is my mission, if I have any." Grlswold's pale face flushed and the blood sang llltingly in his veliiB. He wondered if she bad been, tempted to read the manuscript of the book while he was fighting his way back to con sciousness and life. If they had been alone together, he would have asked her. The bare possibility set all tbe springs of the author's vanity upbub bling within him. There and then he promised himself that she should hear the rewriting of the book, chapter by chapter. But what be said waa out of a deeper and worthier under thought. "You have many missions. Miss Margery; some of them you choose, and some are chosen for you." "No," Bhe denied; "nobody has ever chosen for me." "That may be true, without making me a false prophet. Sometimes when we think we are choosing for our selves, chance chooses for us; oftener than not, I believe." She turned on him quickly, and for a single swiftly passing instant the velvety eyes were deep wells of sober ness with an indefinable underdepth of sorrow in them. Griswold had a sudden conviction that for the first time in his kuowing of her he was looking Into the soul of the real Mar gery Grlerson. "What you call 'chance' may pos sibly have a bigger and better name," she said gravely. Some little time after this Raymer, who had been one of the men intro duced by Jasper Grlerson, turned up again in the invalid's corner. Raymer xx , N V x V , ,:v-' w rj.iu x-x-.' "You Have Many Missions, Mist Margery." suggested the smoking-room and a cigar, and Griswold weut willingly. From that on the path to better ac quaintance was the easiest of Bhort cuts, even as the mild cigar which Raymer found In his pocket case paved the way tor a return of the smoker's zest lu the convalescent, Without calling himself a reformer, the young ironmaster proved to be a practical sociologist. Wherefore, when Griswold presently mcftit;!ed his own sociological bobby, he was promptly In vited to visit the Raymer foundry and machine works, to the end that he might have some of his theories of tho universal oppression of wage earners charitably modified. "Of course, I don't deny that we're a long way from the milennlum yet," was Raymer's Bumming up of tho con ditions in his own plant. "Hut 1 do claim that we are on' a present-day, living footing. So far as the men un- normal volume at atmospheric pres sure. It is therefore transportable In steel bottles as easily as oil or alco hol, and is usable in places where gas could not otherwise be readily sup plied. For car beating or lighting, in welding and metal-cutting tools, for high-speed soldering, It la tatd to be Invaluable. It 'contains most of tbe tame ele ments, although In different propor tions, at ordinary Illuminating gas, and It similarly made, but is without carbon monoxld, and therefor la non- I lwr. v-t: J h. vwv derstand loyalty, they are loyal; part ly to my fother'a memory; partly, I hope, to me. We have never had a strike or an approach to one, or a dis agreement that could not be adjusted amicably. Whether these conditions can be maintained after we double our capacity and get in a lot of new blood, I can't say. But I hope they can." "You are enlarging?" said Griswold. Itaymer waited until the only other man in the smoking den had gone back to the drawing-rooms before he said! "Yes; I caught the fever along with tbe rest of them a few weekt ago, and I'm already beginning to wish that I hadn't." "You are afraid of the market?" "N-no; times are good, and the mar ket our murket, at least it dally growing stronger. It It rather a mat ter of finances. I am an engineer, as my father was before me. When It comet to wrestling with the money devil, I'm outclassed from the start." "There are a good many more of us In the bjme boat," Bald Griswold, leav ing an opening for further confidences If Raymer chose to make them. But the young ironmaster wat looking at his watch, and the confidence! were postponed. "I'm keeping you up, when I dare say you ought to be in bed," he pro tested; but Griswold held him long enough to ask for a suggestion In a small matter of bis own. Now that he was able to be about, lie was most anxious to relieve Miss Grlerson and her father of the charge and care of one whose obligation to them was already more than mountain-high; did Raymer bappon to know of tome quiet household where the obligated one could Uni lodging and a simple table? Rnymer, taking time to think of It. did know. Mrs. Holcomb, the widow of his father's bookkeeper, owned her own house In Shawnee street. It was not a boarding house. The widow rented rooms to two of Mr. Grierson's bank clerks, and she was looking for another desirable lodger. Quite pos sibly she would be willing to board the extra lodger. Raymer himself would go and see her about It. "It is an exceedingly kind-hearted community, this home town of youra. Mr. Raymer," was the convalescent's leave-taking, when be shook hands with the ironmaster at tbe foot of the stairs; and that was the thought which he took to bed with him after Raymer had gone to make his adieux to the small person who, la Grlswold's reckoning, owned tbe kindest of kind hearts. CHAPTER XIV. Broffin't Equation. Having Clerk Maurice's telegram to otlme the overtaking approach, Broflln found the Belle Julie backing and fill ing for her berth at the Vlcksburg landing when, after a hasty Vicksburg breakfast, ho had himself driven to the river front. Going aboard as toon as the swing stage was lowered, he found Maurice, with whom he had something more than a speaking acquaintance. Just turning out of his bunk in the texas "I took It for granted you'd be along," was Maurice's greeting. "What bank robber are we running away with now?" Broflln grinned. "I'm still after the one you took on In the place of John Gavitt." "Humph!" said the clerk, sleepily; "I thought that one was John Gavitt." "No; he merely took Gavltt't pluce and name. Tell me all you know' about him." "1 don't know anything about him, except that he wbb fool enough to pull Buck McGrath out of the river just after McGrath had tried to bump him ovor the bows." "Of course, so far as you know, no body on the boat suspected that the fellow who called himself Gavitt was anything but the 'roustle' he was pass ing himself off for? You didn't know of bis having any talk with any of the upper-deck people?" "Only once," said the day clerk, promptly. "When wat that?" "It was one day Just after the 'man overboard' Incident, a little while after dusk In the evening. I waa up here In the texas, getting ready (6 go to supper. Gavitt we may as well keep on calling him that till you've found another name for him Gavitt had been cubbing for the pilot. I saw htm go across the hurricane-deck guards; and a minute later I heard him talking to somebody a woman on tbe guards below." "You didn't hear what was said?" "I didn't pay any attention. Pas sengers, woman passengers, especial ly, often do that pull up a 'roustle' and pry into blm to see what sort ot wheels he has. But I noticed that they talked for quite a little while; because, when I finished dressing and went below, he was Just leaving her." Broflln rose up from tbe bunk on which he had been Bitting and laid a heavy hand on Maurice's shoulder. "You ain't going to tell roe that you didn't find out who the woman was, Clarence what?" he said anxiously. "That's Just what I've got to tell you, Mutt," returned the clerk, reluo tantly. "I wna due at the second table, and I didn't go as far forward as the stanchion she was holding to. All I can tell you Is that she 'was one ot 1 the half-dozen or so younger women we had on board; 1 could guess at that much." nrofnu's oath was not of anger; It was a mere upbubbling ot disappoint ment. (TO BE CONTINUED.) poisonous. Also Its chemical inertia la so great at to make It practically nonexploslve. Its range of explosion Is one-twelfth that of acetylene and one-third that of ordinary coal gas. It Is cheaper to produce than acetylone. Dally Thought. I should never have made my suc cess in life if I had not bestowed upon the least thing I have ever under taken the tame attention and care that I have bestowed rpon the great est. Dlckent. PRESERVED IN GLACIER GRASSHOPPERS ENTOMBED IN MOUNTAINS OF MONTANA. Story Which Hat Long Been Comltf. ered to Be a Myth Found Correct, and Explanation It Made by Scientists. Grasshoppers on Ice, In ice and of Ice is the phenomenon to he found In Grasshopper glacier, once considered a myth, but the existence of which u one of the wonders of the West hai been confirmed by geologists, natural forest officials and prospectors who have reached the upper headwaters of the East and West Rosebud rivers In the Beurtoolh mountains of Montana. Investigation has shown that tbe 'myth" of Grasshopper glacier Is 1 tact. The grasshoppers, myriads o( them, are frozen in a Bolid mass of Ice Many of the specimens are as perfect as if preserved in alcohol for exhibi tion. In the opinion ot scientist who re cently made a first-hand study of the fabled glacier the insects were caught In a periodic southward flight and suc cumbed to the cold In their attempt to cross the mountain range. The huge Ice mass, under whose crust the grasshoppers are buried, is virtually under the shadow of Granite peak, 12,842 feet high, the highest in Mon tana. Only recently hat lta existence at 1 perpetual glacier been verified, though as long as 40 years ago It was tradi tionally known in early Montana min ing camps and mountain towns. It was considered then merely a fanciful tale of pioneer prospectors and fur trappers who had penetrated to the npper reaches of this branch of the rugged nockles. J. C. Wltham, deputy supervisor of the Heartooth national forest, one ot the few men who have seen the Gram hopper glacier, brought back to civi lization a small vial containing the nearly perfect remains of several grasshoppers found embalmed In the Ice. These were forwarded to the Smithsonian Institution, Washington, but unfortunately were badly broken In transit The Granites of Caribou county if- ford perhaps the most picturesque al pine scenery to be found in accessible parts of the United States. The Grass hopper glacier, which Is one of a num ber discovered by the James P. Kim ball survey, Is thus described by Doc tor Kimball: "From observations made during the survey It was determined that graii hoppcrs brought to life on tbe prairie, when in periodic southerly flight in 1 direction toward the mountains, are compelled by successive stages to rise and surmount the massive barrier ot the mountain range. On the summlti they are combated by bead winds and frequent violent high mountain air currents, the occnslonul terrific force of which to be thoroughly appreciated must be encountered on the summlti of tho range. "Such portions of the grasshopper flights as are bo unfortunate as to be compelled to settle on the glaclera In order to seek shelter from the oppos ing Insurmountable winds become chilled by contort with the snow and Ice surface of the glacier and are overcome, remaining unable to rise for newly attempted flight. The gla cier then becomes their sepulcher." Aerial Dreadnaughts. When Mr. Tennant spoke In the hoiiHe of commons recently on the largo aeroplanes used by Russia, he was alluding to what Is known as the Sikorsky biplane, the dreadnaught ot Hying machine. This biplane is the largest heavier-than-air machine yet Invented, and can carry at least twice tho load of any known aeroplane. The dead weight of the machine Is no leii than three and a half tons, and it caa carry a load ot over a ton. Nenrly half a ton of fuel and oil ! carried, and when on a war recon naissance could carry a quarter of ton of explosives, consisting porhapi of half a dozen giant bombs, each weighing 10 pounds, as compared with the one or two which aeroplanes no carry, or ten or a dozen 20-pound bombs. Although compared with Zeppelin the Sikorsky biplane onlj carries about a quarter the amount ot explosives, and haa a much shorter range. It has the very great advan tage of being much cheaper, easier to build, loss at the mercy of the elements, and a smaller target. " was Btatod in 1914 that tho Russian government had ordered five of these big biplanes. London Times. Smile in Court. At a rocont trial one of the wit nesses was a green countryman, un used to tho ways of tho law, quick, aa It proved, to understanl I" principles. After a severe cross--amination tho counsel for the prose cution paused, and thon, putting on look ot severity, exclaimed: "Mr. Kilkins, has not an effort been made to Induce you to tell a different Btory?" "A different story from what I told, sir?" "That Is what I moan." "Yes, sir; several persons have trW to get mo to tell a different storr from what I hafe told, but thef couldn't.". "Now, sir, upon your oath, I to know who thrse persons are." "Well, I guess you'vo tried 'bout hard as anyof them." Chicago H aid. Prince Napoleon. Prince Victor Jerome Fredorlc Na poleon, who has obtained permls91"' of the Italian military authorities " go to the front, Is the head of tM Napoleon family. Ordinarily be HJ In Brussels, having been expelled fro" Franco many years- ago. 11 ' Parisian, however, by birth, and l tympathlet with the allies are torW' cemented by the fact that his wife ' Prlncest Clementine, .daughter King Leopold of Belgium, and V mother Is a prlncest of the hu Ravnv It nnxrinri tint the entry oI Napoleon to make tbe caat comp!' Dundee Advertlter.
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