THE RISE OF MARY.
Story of a Perilous Flight In an
Aeroplane.
By KARL K. SHIMANSKY.
(Copyright, WW, by American Press Asso
ciation.]
"Well, Mary, things look pretty bad,"
said William Jennings to his wife. "I
drew the last SSO out oft A icin:; a
week ago, and there aren't ..ay pros
pects of getting more unless I get the
government Interested In my machine.
I wrote them day before yesterday."
Jennings and his wife walked out to
the aeroplane shed and rolled out the
machine, which was made of bamboo
and canvas. Springing lu, Jennings
thrust a lever forward, and the engine
puffed and purred for an Instant, and
then the plane rose slowly and evenly
"Be enreful. Will," cried his wife,
"and come back soon."
"I'm always careful," he rejoined,
laughiug, "but I'll have to be unsuall.v
BO today because of the wind."
Soaring up easily several hundred
feet ho then dropped slowly to the
ground.
"Do you want to take a ride, Mary?"
he called to his wife. "I'll let you run
It. You know how."
"I'd rather not," she replied. "You
know how it is—l feel brave enough
until I get In the seat, and then I al
most faint."
"Well, I'll put it In, then," she said,
springing out. "These propellers need
oiling. One of tliem squaked badly
while I was up."
He walked back to the two great
•wheels with a big oil can in his hands.
As he stooped he heard a slight puff
and sprang nside. But ho was not
quick enough. The powerful engine in
cooling off had turned over, and the
light but strong blade struck him a
stinging blow on the shoulder. With
n cry he staggered backward, but the
next blade hit him a crack across the
-
AN UNL'SCALLV STRONG GUST OF WIND
HIT IT.
ribs, and he fell back In a heap. Mary
heard the engine exhaust nnd then the
cry. She turned quickly and saw Wil
liam lying on the ground in a heap.
Although he appeared to be badly hurt,
she was able, with his help, to drag
him to the house. She phoned for the
doctor and in the meantime gave him
first aid.
The kindly old doctor come clatter
ing up the road behind a big gray
horse which was panting hard from its
run.
"Mr. Jennings will be nil right in a
couple of weeks," said the old gentle
man.
When the postman cam«» he left a
long, blue, official looking letter stamp
ed "War Department, Washington."
Mary ran upstairs and cried, "Oh.
Will, here's a letter from Washington!"
She tore it open and read that a gov
ernment expert would be there the
next day to see the machine make a
flight.
The next morning there was a knock
*it the door, and a stranger inquired,
"Is Mr. Jennings at home?"
"Yes," replied Mary, "but he is badly
injured."
"Oh. thnt is too bad!" exclaimed the
man in a_ disappointed voice. "iJLi'
name is nart. I am a government
agent and came here to examine his
aeroplane. We have heard some good
reports about his machine, and I would
like to see it In flight. You are Mrs.
Jennings, I suppose?"
"Yes," Mary answered. "The doctor
says that Mr. Jennings will not be
able to get out of bed for at least a
week. ITe was examining the pro
peller, when the engine turned over,
and (lie wheel hit him and broke sev
eral ribs. Would you like to see my
husband?"
Mary led him Into William's room
md introduced him.
"I'm very sorry you can't fly." said
Mr. nart. "I'd like to see you go."
"The doctor says that he can fix me
up inn week," said Will. "Can't you
remain that long?"
"Why, yes," said Hart. "I am al
lowed just a week for the inspection."
"That Is good!" exclaimed Will, much
relieved.
"May I look it ->ver now?" said
nart.
"Certainly," said William. "My wife
will show It to you."
Mary and Hart walked out to the
shed. On the way Mary exclaimed:
"That's just our luck. Mr. Jennings
gets injured at the very moment when
he ought to bff In perfect health. But
I am very glad that you can wait."
Hart examined the aeroplane approv
ingly.
"It's like a good many others I have
seen," lie said, "in all particulars ex
cept one, and that is the engine. It is
the smallest and lightest I have ever
seen on a machine of this size."
"Yes," replied Mary; "Mr. Jennings
Indented it himself. He worked over
It a good many months. That engine
weighs only forty-five pounds and has
been tested up to a hundred and ten
horsepower."
"What," cried Hart—"a hundred and
ten horsepower! I'll certainly have to
stay to see It work."
That afternoon a boy came running
up to the house with a telegram for
Mr. Hart. He read It nnd frowned.
"Mr. Jennings," he said, "I'm very
sorry, but I am ordered to Washing
ton at once. Here! You may read the
message."
Will took It and read In a dazed sort
of a way: "Return to W. at once. War
Department"
"What! Can't you wait at all?" cried
William In dismay.
"At once means within twelve hours;
Immediately, twenty-four," said Hart
grimly.
"May I use the telephone?" asked
nart.
He called up the railroad station to
find out when a train left, but he learn
ed that no trains were running from
the island to the mainland. Hart was
told that he would have to drive across
the Ice In a sleigh.
"Oh, don't do that!" cried William.
"There is a strong south wind, and the
Ice Is melting, nnd a breakup usually
follows."
Hut no argument could dissuade the
agent. He had his orders, and he was
going to obey. ITe had dilllculty In
finding a horse and sleigh, for none
wanted to risk Ills property on the Ice
on a clay like this. At last he found j
a man who would rent him a rig for j
five times the price that was usually
charted. Hart drove past the Jen
i . • fona'-re and waved them good
by ' then drove out on the Ice.
"iv i'i lie wouldn't go," cried Mary. I
William's teeth were set, for he real- |
ized th.it their hopes of riches and fame
were fast disappearing. By this time
Hart was halfway across the Ice.
"Boom!" sounded out over the bay.
"Heavens!" cried Mary. "The ice Is
cracking. Look; his horse is running!"
"Boom! Boom!" A groat crack could
be seen close to shore.
"Look," shouted William; "the horse
Is down!" And. picking up fieldglass
es, he cried, "Hart has cut him loose
and Is running for it!"
"Boom!" The ice was cracked all
around liim. :
Mary suddenly shut her teeth and
said In a strange voiee, "Wait a min
ute!" and then left the room.
She had been gone several minutes
when William saw a strange shadow
fall on the ground beneath his win
dow, and he lieard a peculiar buzzing,
ne looked up and fairly gasped. There
was a great aeroplane sailing out to
ward the lake at terrific speed. A per
son all bundled up in furs was driv
ing it. He dragged himself out of bed
and staggered to the window.
"Mary," he cried—"Mary!" and then
looked at the aeroplane shed. Then he
knew where Mary was. The doors of
the shed were open, and it was empty.
He turned his glasses on the machine
and recognized Mary. The plane turn
ed and hovered a moment in the face
of a strong wind and then went sail
lng out toward Hart. He had seen the
machine as It rose and was standing
in the sleigh waving his arms. The
ice was cracking all about him, and
the horse Und disappeared in a large
crack. As Mary sat in the plane her
only thought was to save Hart before
the Ice broke beneath him. She was
almost over him. Now came the su
preme test—to turn and descend in
such a strong wind.
Leaning out of his window, William
stared at her through the glasses.
Hart stood ou the sleigh with mouth
open and paying no attention to the
lee. but he kept his eyes fixed on the
plane. Suddenly it slowed up and
sank, then turned and came down.
But an unusually strong gust of wind
hit it nnd drove it back. But Mary let
the engine go full speed and came on
again In the face of the wind. The
machine settled slowly but surely and
came to rest on the ice just beside the
sleigh. Hart sprang down to the ice
and ran over nnd climbed In.
"Beautiful!" ho murmured. "Beau
tiful!"
Mary guided the machine to the main
shore and landed. Hart helped her out
and exclaimed:
"I want to thank you, Mrs. Jennings.
You saved my life. You managed the
machine most skillfully, and it be
haved beautifully. By the way, will
you give this to your husband?"
And he wrote a note, which he gave
her. Even before Mr. Hart had left
Mary phoned to her husband to apprise
him of her safety.
"Don't risk coming home in the ma
chine," admonished Jennings.
"No. dear, I won't." was her re
pponse. "I'll wait until the trains run
ugain."
Much to her delight, traffic was re
sumed that same day. Before she
opened his door Mary read the note.
With a cry of Joy she rushed into
William's room.
"Why, Mary, you dear thing!" he ex
claimed.
"I'm something more," she said,
laughing. "I'm a prosperous promot
ing aviator." And she handed him the
letter, which announced Hart's ap
proval of the Jennings aeroplane.
Why He Applauded.
"Are you foud of music?" asked a
stranger of the young man at the eon
cert who was applauding vigorously
after a pretty girl had sung a song in
n very painful way.
"Not particularly," replied the young
man frankly, "but I am extremely
fond of the musician."
Out of Her Reach.
"Does your heart ever reach out for
the unattainable?"
"No, but my hands do when my hus
band is not at home. There are three
buttons at the back of my gown that I
can't reach."
More Appropriate.
"I teach my parrot only short
words."
"Do you? Now, | should think that
parrots were better adapted to learn
ing polysyllables "
Sarcastic.
"There's just one thing I wanted to
■ay to yon,' began Mrs. Acid to her
husband.
"Only one. M'ria?" queried he sollo
itotisly. "Aren't you feeling well?"
BLANK CARTRIDGE.
A Southern Revolutionist Who
Fell Into His Own Trap.
By OSCAR COX.
(Copyright, 1910. by American Press Asso
ciation.]
A friend of mine who had been Unit
ed States consul in Central America
told me this story one evening while
we were smoking on the deck of a
steamer on our way from the isthmus
to New Orleans:
You've Iftird of the Mancha family,
I suppose, who did a bigger business
at revolutionizing than any lot of men
who ever put out the sign "Revolu
tions" In Central America. Weil, Juan
Mancha, the oldest brother, was head
of the firm and was the keenest, the
foxiest rascal of the lot. His eye was
always on the loot, but he had the fac
ulty of playing patriot with more emo
tional accompaniments thau any revo
lutlonizer in Central America. I was
consul at Costa Kiea when Juan Man
cha euglneered the revolution of IS—
and knew all about Ihe story of Diaz,
Valdez, the secretary of state, who
finally went over to him with a satchel
containing half a million dollars.
Mancha had got most of the people
j ou his side and had stolen enough
: money to send to New Orleans for a
cargo of arms and ammunition. He
would have appropriated this find to
' himself, but it wasn't enough. lie was
j not a small dealer in revolutions, but
! a big one, usually aiming for some
! thing like a million or two. But ho
I was in need of more funds when Val
dez, thinking that he was sure to win, j
concluded togo over to him.
Senora Valdez was a mighty pretty
and a mighty bright woman. She had
been a great coquette before Valdez
married her and hadn't outgrown the
habit, though you'll see from what I'm
going to tell you that she was true to
I her husband. Well, Valdez told his
wife one day that Mancha was sure to
win In the end nnd that they'd better
arrange togo over. He suggested that
she goto Mancha and tell him that her
husband was ready to Join him with
"TAKIi HIM OCT AND SHOOT HIM."
$500,000. But Valdez didn't wish to
be considered a deserter from the ex
isting government. To avoid this oblo
quy he would be on a certain day at
a certain village midway between the
government and the insurgent forces,
and Mancha could send out a dozen or
so mounted men and capture him.
Senora Valdez was to secure Mancha's
promise to permit the secretary and
herself to take passage fur the United
States with $300,000 of the $500,000,
the remaining $200,000 togo to the
"cause of the revolution."
This was a very nice and looked like
a very safe scheme to the secretary,
but his wife, who was brighter than
he, couldn't see why Mancha should
be content with $200,000 when he could
as well have the whole sum. How
ever. she volunteered togo and make
the deal. So. giving out that she was
ill and shut up in her home, she went
under cover of the night to Mareha's
lines and In the morning, raising a
white handkerchief on a stick in sight
of the revolutionary vedettes, was tak
en in and ccudiK ted to Mancha.
Now, Senora Valdez did not propose
j to have her husband give himself up
nntll she had swept those handsome
j but keen eyes of hers about her and
| learned something of the situation.
| The revolutionary army at that par
j tietilar point consisted of between 100
I and 200 men, and with a view to insur
ing her husband's safety she made up
! her mind to capture it.l don't mean
j that she, a woman, would take so
many men prisoners, but she would
I win them to do her bidding in case of
need. She didn't work openly before
j Mancha's very eyes, but secretly and
principally among the officers, espe
cially the commander in chief, a half
breed Spanlerd and Aztec not twenty
five years old. whom she proceeded to
tie up in a bowknot.
When she- had made due preparation
she sent a messenger, or. rather, Man
cha did, telliig Valdez to be at the ap
pointed pin e the next night. At the
time agreed upon Valdez was there,
quietly sleeping, so It was supposed, at
an inn. when n troop of revolutionary
soldiers swooped down on the place
and carried him off. He reached the
headquarters of the Insurgents the
next day and was conducted between
two soldiers to Mancha.
"Take him out and shoot him," said
the revolutionary chief.
"Before I die," said Valdez, "may 1
have a word with you?"
Mancha took him into a private
room, where he unbent, grasped his
hand and embraced him.
i "Senora Valdez has assured me,"
said Mancha, "that you are especially
anxious not to lie known as deserting
the government cause. Now, it has oc
curred to me that in order to preserve
your good name It would be well to
have you shot."
"What do you mean?" asked Val
dez, blanching.
"I mean that If I place you before a
Bring squad whose guns are loaded
with blank cartridges, they fire at you.
you drop and are carried a way. the
news will goto the capital that you
died a noble death. Meanwhile you
and your senora can step on a steamer
and remain dead in New York, Paris—
wherever you find the climate most to
your taste."
"Very well. I presume I shall have
to remain under guard till I am ex
ecuted. When will that occur?"
"At once."
"I suppose I may bid goodby to my
wife?"
"Certainly."
Senora Valdez was called In and th.
matter explained to her. She though
a moment and said:
"Your plan is admirable, but you nn
making one mistake. Thieve -nI i->t
must not take place till jusi oofm • .•
steamer leaves."
"Very well," said Mancha. "Aste.iui
er leaves tomorrow evening for New
York. I shall appoint your execution to
take place at 7 p. m. You will sail
at 8."
Senora Valdez went at once to Gon
zales, the commander of the army, and
told him that her husband was to lie
stood up to be shot at, but no order
would be issued to leave out the bill
lets. Gonzales looked knowing, and
the senora secured his promise to In
form her if she were correct in her
surmises. She further plotted with
him for his support In case Mancha
should not give an order to use blank
cartridges. If Gonzales would obey
her order to get rid of Manclia and
lead his men, with the secretary of
state, to the capital to join the govern
ment forces the half million that Man
clia had with him would be divided
between him and his army, he having
a hundred thousand for his share. To
this, after some hesitation, he also
agreed.
The next afternoon the secretary
was marched out for execution. Ills
weeping wife was there to see. Gon
zales was there, too, and whispered to
her that his men's guns were shotted
by order of Mancha. She then openly
requested him to send for the com
mander. Mancha appeared, wonder
ing Tf there could be a hitch in his
plan.
"1 believe, general," said Senora Val
dez, "that there Is treachery. My hus
band will be tired at with bullets in
stead of blank cartridges."
Mancha did not know what to do or
to say. - - .»***»
''Colonel Gonzales," continued the
lady, "I have General Mancha's prom
Ise that my husband shall be fired at
with blank cartridges. You are an
honorable man. Make a test of your
guns by firing them at General Man
cha. If he has fulfilled his promise he
will not be Injured."
Gonzales, who was prepared for this,
took a gun from one of his men, aimed
ft at Mancha, fired and shot him dead.
The act was the signal for a counter
revolution, if it could be called such,
where there were but some hundred
nnd forty rascals led by a greater ras
cal thnn any of them. Of course Gon
zales feigned astonishment that the
piece he had fired at his chief had been
loaded. Senora Valdez rushed to her
husband ind embraced him. Theu,
turning, sho addressed the garrison,
nearly all of whom luid turned out to
witness the execution.
"Soldiers," she said, "my husband
and myself enme here to make an of
for by which you should all profit
That man," pointing l/> MaiVha's body,
"promised for the sake of appearances
to pretend to execute my husband
You see that the traitor has been kill
ed by one of the bullets Intended for
the man he would slay."
Then Gonzales told them that there
was a treasure to be divided among
them; that they were to march to the
capital and have preferment among
the government forces, which now that
the treacherous Mancha was dead
would surely bo triumphant.
The first thing done was to bring
out the treasure and turn It over lo
this valiant army, whose conscience
was altogether too tender to see a
man stood up I" be shot down by I.■: 1
lets when he had been promised blank
cartridges. There was a line s;,r-i
that night, and the next
army, with Senor an ! % v.;! ; •
riding In Its front, unir lieu to the ccn
Ital. They received an ovatiuii. fort
was certain that the killing of Man i
and the.defection of this s-:a'l i-J ...
relatively Important portion ot 1.,
army would end the revolution
Senor Valdez gave out that the;■ "t
had been carried out exactly as it lia<
been conceived. Of course there w.:-
a shortage of half a million it: the ac
counts. but the people didn't mind a
little thing like that since It had ac
complished such n brilliant result. The
outstanding revolutionary armies soon
laid down their arms, and peace once
more reigned in the state.
Senora Valdez came In for the credit
of executing the scheme, though her
husband was supposed to have con
ceived it. At any rate, she was the
most popular woman at the capital,
and when the president's term expired
Valdez wns elected in his place.
The Persistency of Colds.
Why is It that we are so heavily
subject to colds? Other epidemic dis
eases—measles, typhoid, scarlet fever,
diphtheria—may get hold on us once
and there is an end; It Is not usual to
have any of them twice. We brew in
our blood Immunity. The poison of the
disease evokes In us Its proper anti
dote. Our blood cells make a sort of
natural antitoxin and keep It In stock,
so that we are henceforth protected
against the disease. A well vaccinated
nurse, for example, works with safety
In a smallpox hospital, where the very
air Is Infective, but her blood Is so
changed by vaccination that the small
pox cannot affect her. By scarlet fe
ver, again, we are, as it were, vacci
nated against scarlet fever. The reac
tion of our blood against the disease
Immunizes us. No such result follows
Influenza or a common cold. We brew
nothing that Is permanent We are
Just as susceptible to a later Invasion
as we were to the Invasion that Is just
over.—London Spectator.
A fool's heart Is In his tongue, but a
wise man's tongue Is in his lipsrt.-
Qunries
" QUICKJRK,
By Which an Attempt to Wror.g
fully Inherit Is Defeated.
By THERESA C. HOLT.
[Copyright, 1910, by American Press Asso
ciation.]
"Your honor," said Peter nardmnn's
attorney, addressing the Judge in the
chancery court,"this Is a case where
Joel Ilardman, who was married twice,
left his property, supposed to be worth
$300,000, to his only child. Peter, by
his first wife, with this provision: If
Frances Ilardman, his only child by
his second wife, should marry before
she comes to be twenty years old and
should have male Issue before coming
to the age of twenty-five, then the
property is willed to her, she being
commanded to pay to said Peter Hard
man, her half brother, the sum of
SI,OOO a year so long as he lives. Said
Frances Ilardman was born on the oth
of May, 1890. This Is the Bth of May.
1910, and she Is past twenty years old.
She Is not yet married and does not
claim to be married. Peter Ilardman
claims tho property as the rightful heir
under the will."
"Your honor," said the opposing
counsel, rising. "I represent Frances
"is THIS MAN VOOR HUSBAND?"
Ilardman in this case nnd can give a
reason for this singular Instrument.
Joel Ilardman knew his son Peter to
be prolllgate and unfit to take care of
the property he (Joel) had been a life
time accumulating. lie therefore In
tended by the will to encourage his
daughter Frances to marry with a
view to transmitting it in the female
line. Peter Ilardman Is considerably
older than his half sister and at their
father's death took possession of his
papers, Including tho will. My client
does not appear to have been Inform
ed of Its contents; indeed, she was but
fourteen when her father died and
fell under the care of her brother. It
was only yesterday that she was In
formed that today, three days after
the expiration of the limit of time al
lowed her by the will to marry, her
brother was about to claim the in
heritance. She petitions that. In view
of this want of knowledge of the re
quirements of the will, the time be ex
tended."
"Do I understand," asked the judge,
"that Peter Ilardman is charged with
having used fraud to secure the prop
erty?"
"Doubtless fraud has been practiced,
but since it would be difficult to prove
fraud no such charge enters formally
into this suit."
"Then the will must stand as It is.
The court has no power to alter It by
extending the time allowed Frances
Ilardman to marry. I understand that
to fulfill Its conditions your client
should have been married by noon of
tho sth, and this is the Bth."
"It is true that the will enjoins upon
my client that she shall marry on or
before the day that she is twenty
years old, or the sth of May. but 1
have examined the will and have
found that by a codicil she has been
allowed three days grace. In other
words, the time Is extended to this
day, the Bth of May. at 12 noon. It
Is now 11. An hour, your honor will
admit, is too short for any woman to
select a husband."
"Tlief" I - mi M]l !I codicil in the will.
your ' i :i•• <ed the opposing
coun-> •'! :i c evini:- td it careful
ly and have never smn I: "
The will wis | !•, i■ HI | .iiid In an
inconspii'Uiiu< ;■! Ie it was found,
written In a - Kill hand, and was
what Frances' ntturuej liilmeil it to
be. Peter Iliinlman. who had evident
ly failed to find it. moved uneiisiiy in
his seat. Then he looked at the clock
and seemed to take courage.
During this legal debate Emery Hale,
a young lawyer student, who was at
tending court in pursuance of Ids
studies, sat on one of the outside
benches. His attention was fixed upon
the singular position of the legatees,
and especially one of them, Frances
Ilardman, who was in court. Voting
Hale marked the contrast between her
and her half brother. Peter Ilardman
bore the stamp of dissipation. Frances
would have served as a model for a
Madonna. Sho appeared to the young
lawyer to be just the person to bo
swindled by her profligate brother.
Hale was interested In the case both
as a matter of jurisprudence and ns a
matter of sympathy with the girl. lu
an hour $300,000 would pass from tier
to her undeserving brother. How
could the matter be staved off? Sud
denly a resolution took possession of
him. He would claim the girl as his
wife. The court must give him time
to prove his marriage with Frances
Ilardman. It was but a subterfuge
and would not fulfill tho conditions
of the will because he was not, as bo
proposed to claim, the husbaud of the
legatee. But it would delay handing
the property over to Peter Ilardman
nnd might give opportunity for a com
promise. Itlstng, in a clear, firm voice
he said:
"Your honor, I claim Frances Hard
; man for my wife."
If a bomb bail fallow lu the center
of the courtroom it could not have oc
casioned greater surprise. I'eter Hard
man lost his color, and his counsf sat
wondering whether the clahn could be
substantiated or was only a trick of
opposing counsel. He glanred at ills
opponent and saw even greater aston
ishment on his face than there was in
himself. The Judge awakened from
the lethargy of an overworked man.
"Have you the proofs of your mar
riage with you?" asked the Judge of
Ilale.
"I have not, your honor."
"How long would it take to procure
and present them here in court?"
"That I cannot tell. It might be a
few days, a few weeks or a few
months."
"At what date do you claim to have
married Frances Hardman?"
"To answer that question I shall
have to refer to papers that are not
now in my possession."
The Judge turned to Frances.
"Is this man your husband?"
"I object," said Frances' counsel. "I
desire time to confer with my client."
The objection was sustained, and the
lawyer, going over to Frances, con
versed with her earnestly, but in whis
pers.
"Is the man your I usband?"
"Not to my knowledge."
"Do you remember any marriage
ceremony, even in play, that has ever
been performed between you and any
one?"
"No."
"Have you any idea as to what is his
object In claiming you as his wife?"
"No."
The lawyer thought a few moments,
then said:
"I think I have an inkling of what 1'
all means. He is a fine looking young
fellow, isn't he?"
"Very."
"It may be necessary for me to make
a bold stroke, or, rather, to follow up
what I believe Is a bold stroke of his
own. If 1 ask you any question be
fore the court answer in the affirma
tive. Will you do so?"
"My case is in your hands. I wili
act as you instruct."
'Very good. Now I shall interview
the young man who claims to be yoar
husband."
Going to Hale, the lawyer asked blm
his object in making a claim he could
not substantiate. Hale gave his rea
sons. - - -
''Who are you?" asked the nttorney.
"I am Emery Hale, son of Judge
nale of the superior court."
"The deuce you are! 1 know your
father well. I have tried many a cast
before him."
The lawyer took out his watch.
"Half past 11." he said. "Something
, must be done and done quickly. Leave
' the rest of the matter to me and main
tain your claim."
neturning to the table on which was
spread out his books and papers, the
attorney called Emery Ilale to the
witness stand.
"You say," he said, "that this wo
man Is your wife?"
"I do."
"That will do. Call Frances Hard
man."
Francos took the stand. Most of her
color had left her face, and her bosom
was heaving tumultuously.
"Your name?" asked the lawyer.
"Frances Hardman."
"Your age?"
"I am twenty years old."
"Please take notice, your honor, that
my client is of legal age." Then, turn
ing to Frances again, he said, "Is this
man," pointing to Ilale. "your bus
band ?"
The blood rushed tumultuously into
the girl's face. She hesitated, cast a
glance at nale, lowered her eyes to
the floor and snid in a low voice:
"He is."
At this moment the object of these
questions and answers got into the
head of the opposing counsel. Jump
ing to his feet, he cried:
"I object:"
"You may sustain or refuse to sus
tain the objection, your honor, as you
like." said his opponent. "It makes no
difference in tills case. My client has
complied with the conditions of her
father's will. She has been legally
married to Emery Ilale and Is nuw
Frances Hardman Hale. I do n 1
thiuk your honor or any one else will
deny that in accordance with the ! \v>
of the laud when a man In preseuv
of witnesses acknowledges a worn ;
to be his wife and she acknowle.iir;■ •
hinj to be her husband they are mar
ried."
The Inwyer whs objected threw hi t
self back in his chair with an exe< . i
tioti, and his client, who by this time
was coming to understand what hail
been done, was muttering curses.
When the denouement was understood
by the spectators there was a chrei
which the judge found it difficult to
repress, and nothing would do but tlo i
the bride and groom should appear
side by side, when there was a re
newal of the uproar.
The improvised marriage turned out
to be a very happy one, showing tb.it,
whether we take years or minutes to
consider so important a step, we ait
still in the hands of fate.
A Point of Information.
"Gentlemen of the jury," said the
judge, "if the evidence shows in your
I minds that pneumonia was the cause
of the man's death the prisoner can
not be convicted."
An hour later a messenger came
from the jury room.
"The gentlemen of the jury, my
lord," he said, "desire Information."
"On what point of evidence?"
"None, my lord. They want to know
how to spell 'pneumonia.' "—London
Answers.
Hit Lait Word 9.
Detective (In search of clew)— Can
yon recall tho last words your husband
addressed to you before he went
away? Deserted Wife—Yes. ne said,
"Maria, for heaven's sake do hush!"—
Sheffield tJnlon.
Gander Damages Baby.
While playing in her front yard
three-year-old Laura Wakefield of
Gardiner, Me . was attacked by an an
gry gander. She was knocked down
by its wings, and then it got on top of
her nnd peeked her face, almost tear
ing one eye out.
Hope for the best, but work hard
for the result.
"ROSEY"OESERTS
TANGLE OF LAW
New York Character Enters!
Clothing Business.
HE INVESTS, NEPHEW DIVESTS.
Bar "Ain't What It W«» Used to
Declare* Dean of Eesex Market Po
lice Court, and "Individualism" Hm
Disappeared Entirely—Will Not
•ert Pinochle Game*, Though.
Oue of the legal lights of New York
has retired—and gone Into trade, too—
In the person of Hyman Rosencheln,
known to thousands of"the masses"
as "Rosey the lawyer."
For more than thirty-five years h*
practiced, chiefly In the Essex Market
police court. In New York, but at tho
ago of sixty-four he has formed a part
nership with a nephew In the cloak
ami clothing business, because, as ho
says,"the law ain't what It used to
be."
"Rosey" summarizes his career and.
legal maxims as follows:
"Born iu tiio province of Posen, Ger
many, I came to this couutij in tan
at the age of twenty-Ave <*r maybo
twenty-six. Soon 1 entared upon tlie
study of the law. I ain't so old but
what I well my first case remember.
A lady client had fallen downstairs
and had sustained Infernal injuries.
Banana Skin First Case. j
"A banana skin was on the staircase.
The defense sought and besought to
prove that the banana skin had been
placed on the stairs subsequent to her
fall and not consequent to It They
dastardly claimed that she had pur
posely, willfully, maliciously and irrel
evantly herself dropped or caused to
fall the banana skin the stairs upou.
"I succeeded after a long battle, Ift'
which at one time I had seventeen law
books stacked In front of me. In Intro
ducing In evidence the fac£ tb;u my,
client did not like bananas and
fore could not have dropped the ba
nana skin. I won the case, sl4 and a
modest fame.
"But that was a long time ago, and
nowadays we do not have such cases.
We have these days a lot of people
gathered in by the police, and it is ruus
with them quick. The Individualism,
the consideration of each case at i
length and the reviewing of It in Its ;
various aspects is all gone. Maybe in ,
the supreme court It lingers yet, hut j
not Injwr lower courts. .
Clothing an 3 Pinochle Left. 2
"Maybe 1 have made $500,000 dur
ing my career. I shall be a silent
partner In my nephew's business. I
Invest; he divests. The high cost o£ i
living It is a terrible thing. It is one
reason having something to do with
my retirement. I enter the clothing
business and am assured clothes now,
and any profit 1 make that can go for
food so as the high cost of living
shan't get me yet But luxuries 1 can
not allow myself—maybe a shower
bath In the morning, followed by golf,
a brisk game of pinochle, that Is all;
a placid existence, but one I shall
love.
"Yes, for a young man togo Into the
law la overcrowded. But any young
man will succeed If ho will only prac
tice my own motto, which is, 'Make the
I most of what you have, while at the
I same time not neglecting to take every
step to get more.' That Is a splendid
rule which 1 nin only plnd to recom
mend to the youth of America and no
charge. It Is a favor."
The arrow rh«' pierto* tne ea?ip'»
breast Is oiten n'.. 1> of r^'H
ers.
The Exclus'veteis of Caste.
| An English otticei who some years
ago was woundiml in a battle in India
Mid left lyins all i among the na
tive dead and wot" !<>d tells this story;
"Next morning spied a man and an
old woman, who i:ime to us with a
basket and a pel of water, and to
every wounded m.iu she gave a piece
of jon ree bread from the basket and a
drink from her water pot. To us she
icave the same, and I thanked heaven
and her. But the Soobahdar was a I
high caste Rajput, and. as this worn
an was a Chumar. or of the lowest
caste, he would receive neither water
nor bread from her. 1 tried to per
suade him to take it that he might
live, but he said that in our state, with
but a few hours more to linger, what
was a little more or less suffering to
us—why should he give up his fate
for such an object? No; he preferred,
j to die unpolluted."
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