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    THE CITIZEN, FltlDAY, DECKMltHK 2, 1010.
II
Justice of the Peace Uses
Lash on Wife Beater.
LAW WASN'T STRONG ENOUGH
Albert Gey Had a Habit of Attacking
Hi Wife So Judge Hayden Tried
Successfuly a Modo of Punish
ment Not on the Books.
Wllkeslmrre, Pa., Nov. 20. Justice of
the Pcaco J. 1 Ilnydcn of Swoyors
vllle usoil a horsewhip to vlRorously
thrash Albert Ory of tho same place,
who Is n chronic wife beater and who
had again beaten and badly Injured Ids
wife. She went to the office of Justice
Hayden and told how her husband had
brutally beaten her and asked that he
be punished.
"I'll punish him properly this time,"
the Justice declared and sent a consta
ble for Gey. When the prisoner ar
rived ho found the Justice In his shirt
sleeves and armed with a heavy horse
whip. "Take your coat off and get down on
your knees, you brute!" roared th.o
magistrate. "The law does not provide
proper punishment for the likes of
you, so I'll give you a taste of the med
icine you like to administer."
Swish! fell the whip across Gey's
shoulders, and oth'er blows followed as
the man jumped about the room beg
ging for mercy and protesting that he
would behave himself in tho future
and never strike his wife again.
"You bet you will not!" the justice
cried, slashing Gey about tho legs and
body, "because I'll teach you not to."
and ho continued tho thrashing until
he was out of breath.
"Now go home," he said to the weep
ing and cowed man, "and, remember,
it is your duty to love and protect your
wife, for If you over beat her again
I'll give you a double dose of this"
and he shook the whip In tho frighten
ed man's face.
JOE TO CHAMP "WHY SMILE V
"Just Thinking," Said the Next Speak
er; "That's All."
Washington, Nov. 29. Uncle Joe
Cannon and Champ Clark will journey
to Now York together tomorrow. They
have accepted Invitations to take part
in tho Mark Twain memorial exercises
to be held at Carneglo hall. Uncle .Too
was munching ids lunch In the house
restaurant today when Mr. Clark ap
peared. "How are you, Uncle Joe? Glad to
Bee you," said Mr. Clark with n smile.
"Glad to see you, Champ. What are
you smiling about?"
"Oh. I rttinuo," replied the Missouri
an. "I was just thinking, that's all."
Then there was some talk about the
November elections. Then it was ar
ranged that tho speaker and tho pro
spective speaker should go to New York
together.
"They will have a chance to talk over
the house rules," said a friend of Un
cle Joe's. "He will tell Champ just
what tho oflice of speaker will amount
to without the power to name commit
tees. Champ's wavering on the prop
osition now, although the chances are
he will not be able to run away from
his record."
PORMER U. S. MINISTER DEAD.
G. F. Seward, Who Was Sent to China,
Died of Hardening of Arteries.
New York, Nov. li!). George Freder
ick Seward, for seventeen years the
president of the Fidelity and Casualty
company, is dead at his home here.
He had been In ill health two months.
He died unexpectedly of hardening of
the arteries. .
Mr. Seward was the nephew of Wil
liam II. Seward, Lincoln's secretary of
state, and his grandfather was John
Seward, a colonel in the revolution.
Ho was born in 1810 In Florida, N. Y.
When twenty-one years old Mr. Sew
ard followed his uncle's example and
entered public life, ids Hrst place be
ing that of United States consul to
Shanghai. In 1875 he was appointed
minister to China.
HOLD ENGLISH IMPORTER.
A Charge of False Entry Brought
Against C. A. Walters.
New York, Nov. 29. Clarence A.
Walters, a Hrltlsh subject, tho Ameri
can representative and partner of
John F. Urlgg & Sons, woolen import
ers, with headquarters In Uradford,
England, uud otllces in this city, bus
been arrested on the complaint of Wil
liam II. Williams, customs agent.
The complaint churges Walters with
entering a ease of woolen cloth at less
than its true value. Walters could not
furnish $10,000 ball and was locked in
the Tombs.
TALE OF THE WEATHER.
Observations of the United
States weather bureau taken at
8 p. m. yesterday follow:
Temp. Weather.
1
I
Nuw York 42 Ituln
Albany... .'!8 Cloudy
Atlantic City .. -10 Italn
ISoHtou 40 Cloudy
Buffalo 38 Italn
Chicago 30 Cloudy
St. Louis 34 Olenr
New Orleans . , fid Clear
Washington ... 82 Rain
How a Light In a Window Caused
a Villain's Downfall.
By HOWARD FIELDING.
ICopjTlglit, 1DI0, liy American Prats Abso.
elation.
Ills name was Robert Bryce. He
was an attorney, and the law of pat
ents was the Held wherein he reaped
an excellent harvest of fees. Ills
friends called him "Lucky Bob."
A man would naturally prefer to
havo his successes credited to his abil
ity rather than to ills luck, yet It was
not for this reasou that Bryee disliked
bis nickname. It offended him because
It was a He. The fates had done him
an 111 turn, and all their favors were
but mockeries.
Three yenrs ago, when Bryce was
twenty-six, he met Martin L. Itandall,
who paid him well for a small profes
sional service. The money camo just
In the nick of time, for Bryce was
struggling hard to get n foothold In In
dependent practice. Itandall was a
rich man. lie had manufacturing inter
ests of various kinds. Involving the use
of patented machinery and the making
it patented articles. He took a fancy
to Bryco. Intrusted him with Important
affairs, kept hlni in fuuds, advised him
In tho investment of his surplus. In
vited him to bis home.
Friendship sprang up between the
men despite tho great difference In
their years. They were constantly
teen together. It was current talk that
Bryco's fortune was made, and his col
lege nickname, Lucky Bob, was heard
again on the Hps of his associates.
On his first visit to Ilandall's home
Bryce dined with tho family, only one
of whom bad a drop of blood in com
mon with Itandall. This was bis sis
ter, a widow and childless. The others
were n Mrs. Lorlug and her daughter
Amy nnd a young man named Ballard
Dillon. Randall had been a cavalry
olllcer In the civil war and In those
flays'cnpable of romantic friendships
Mrs. Lorlng was the widow of a com
rade In arms. Dillon was the sou of
mother. The lady had boon left witli
some small means In trust with Itan
dall. Dillon was a penniless orphan
who had fallen Into tho lap of luxury.
Amy Lorlng was not yet eighteen
wlipti Bryce first saw her. She
seemed to him a very pretty and well
bred girl and nothing more.
The Ilrst warning that Bryce re
ceived camo from Itaudall at the
house one evening. Amy and Dillon
happened to be standing together in a
sood light nnd accidentally posed with
?ome artistic value.
"A handsome couple," said Itandall.
who was an admirer of personal beau
ty, like most other people who have
been blessed with a share of it.
It was not long after this that Ran
flnll conveyed to Bryce definitely the
Intelligence that Amy and Dillon were
Intended for each other. Increasing
misery was Bryco's portion from that
hour, and the word "lucky" coupled
with his nanio was bitter mockery.
There may be many reasons why a
woman should not marry a man though
she loves him. There Is no reason
why she should marry him if she
"A HANDSOUU COUTIiK," SAID ItAKDALl..
loves hi in not. All debts nrc canceled,
all gratitude vanishes, tho wisdom of
wise counselors is folly, tho dictates
of worldly prudence are as rash as
loudness, if they urge toward marriage
without love.
Such was Bryco's philosophy, and
you may Imagine his feelings at the
spectacle presented in Raudnll's homo.
Mrs. Lorlng nnd Itandall were crea
tures of unchangeable decision. They
had decided upon this marriage long
ago. The Idea of It had grown into
their bones. As for Amy, she bad
known Dillon since her childhood and
bad liked him and disliked blm and
quarreled with blm and made it up.
The girl ejeerted u strong attraction
upon Dillon, and there wero moments
when bo fancied himself deeply in
lovo with her. Theso wero the mo
ments of encouragement when ho
seemed to see a way out of the trou-'
bits into which he had fallen of late
yours through a course of elaborato
duplicity ami secret extravagance.
For the most part ho had too many
worries to think of love, nis pillow
was not haunted by Images of beauty,
lie saw Shylocks and shysters and the
wolfish faces of third ruto Wall street
brokers, nnd even tho helmeted po
liceman and grim vlsaged Jailer fig
ured In the worst of bis visions.
Dillon's situation and character were
unknown to Bryce, who charged bis
constantly recurring doubt of the
man's probity to the promptings of
Jealousy. lie did tint deny to tnnisr'
that he was JealmH mil was in.,
ashamed of It sn luuy .im it did nut be
tray hlni to any (llaho:ir.
In June of the third ,ve:ir of liW roll
nectlon with Kami ill iruii"i 1 1 ,
trial of an itii"i'tutil casi. A ., t m
money was on the table, and the N
sues reached far beyond the visible
stake. Bryce had prepared earefullj
and was coulldeiit of success.
Randall was defendant. The wit
nesses for the other side were beam
first. They appeared upon the stand
and every mother's son of them testl
fled with an apparent perfect knowl
edge of what was to come from tin
defense. Tho true Inwnrdness of tin
defense was a profound secret. Yet
all these people had been carefully
coached to meet It. The father of He's
could not havo Inspired them with a
better story.
The case dragged through many
days, but in tho earlier stages Bryce
was well aware that ho had been be
trayed. Apparently tho leak must hi
in his own office, but he could not
trace It. lie felt that ho was beaten
nnd knew not how it had been done.
Randall wns bitterly disappointed.
Ho gavo up the enso for lost and ns
soon as his own testimony wns In tied
to rurnl scenes, ns was his custom
when in a bad mood. Ho and the
Lorlngs and Ballard Dillon went to
the Muskoka lakes. In the highlands
of Ontario. Itaudall had some thought
of buying extensive property there aud
building a summer residence.
Bryce was left to struggle with the
case and with tho tortures of hopeless
love. In tho afternoon of tho day be
fore he was to make his argument he
enme from tho courtroom nt tho close
of the session and crossed to n big
otllce building whore there was n res
tnurnnt An acquaintance Joined him
at table.
"Did you know," said this man In
the course of n rambling conversation,
"that Bally Dillon had an olllco here?"
Bryce knew no reason why Dillon
should have nn office anywhere.
"On the fifth floor. No. 528," said
the man. "I don't know what ho docs.
There's no name on the door. But I've
seen people going in."
"What sort of people?" asked Bryce
"A tall, high nosed, lawyer looking
old chap and n stocky man with a
chin whisker."
"Is that so?" said Bryce, and he pur
sued the subject no further.
When he bad liuished his luncheon
he went to tho office of the ngents of
the building. Harvey & Long. The
latter had been his classmate at col
lege.
"Ballard Dillon has a room In tlih
building." said Bryce. "I want to get
Into It."
"No such man here," answered Loug.
"Who's in 512S?"
"Gentleman of the name of Robin
son." "Take me down there. Get the
keys."
Long stared at him and then tool; a
pass key from a rack;
Room 028 was furnished in n style
of arid simplicity. Thero wore two
chairs and a desk. Bryco took up one
of the chairs and broke the desk's lock.
"You may have me arrested for this
tomorrow. .Ilmuilo," said he, "but don't
bother me now."
He searched the desk, made up a
packngo of papers, chiefly memoranda
in pencil, nnd turned to Long, who
was fluttering about in a high fever.
"Sit down," said Bryce. "I'll tell
you a story."
The story served Its purpose and re
duced Long to a state of reasonable
calm.
Three days later, about sunset,
Bryce landed from a steamer on the
Muskoka lakes at the pier of the hotel
called the Cliff. Thero was nn un
usual number of peoplo on the pier
for so early in the season. Obviously
tho Cliff had made a better start than
Its competitor.
In the steep path which led to the
hotel Bryco met Amy Lorlng, and de
spite the dusk ho saw at once that she
was changed. Her habitual manner
had been somewhat grave. It was
now all sprlghtliness and the thrill of
Joyous life. She walked like a wood
nymph under tho great arch of trees,
and thero was magic in her glance.
Bryce, on tho contrary, was depress
ed by his errand, which burdened hi in
with the most serious questions of
duty. Ho felt the gloom that was upon
him and was not surprised that Amy
should mistake its cause.
"You have lost the suit," said she
and would havo proceeded to make
light of it, but lie Interrupted her.
"On the contrary." said he, "I have
won. I went crazy on the last day
and made a speech which was a won
drous triumph of rhetoric over law
and common sense. Sympathetic In
sanity seized upou tho jury, and they
decided in my favor. Whero is Mr.
Randall?"
"He has gone out upon a launch, I
don't know where."
"Mr. Dillon is with blm?"
"No."
Bryco regarded her keenly.
"Some misunderstanding has arisen
between them?" said be.
"I violate no coutldeuce." sho replied,
"for you will bo Informed as soon as
you see Mr. Randall. Mr. Dillon has
been speculating and has Involved
himself in serious dllllculty. Mr. Ran
lall is greatly displeased."
Bryce understood as clearly as pos
sible that Amy saw her own relenso in
this and that sho was unablo to re
strain her Joy even though It camo
through another's misconduct and dis
grace. This was exactly Bryce's own
position. He carried in his pocket the
absolute proof of Dillon's treachery
that lie had sold Randall's secrets In
the suit so hurdly won. Despite the
obligations of honor which rivalry in
lovo Imposes, be had not been able to
see hnw Dillon could bo spared. To
nttompt it seemed nun i! nii futi'i
since the man's expiMii.-e luul ii.rc.ilj
begun. Beyond a dti,,i the p.nh of
Bryco's love now lay upeii lieloie him,
and he rend success m Am'n . jvi.
The time had nt come for woiih. but
the hearts of them- two lovers teioko to
each other In the warm shadows thrill
Ing with wlldwood scents beady as
wine.
It hnppened that the CHIT was taxed
to Its capacity and Bryee must seek
Jccotnmodatlon elsewhere. After din
ner, therefore, he took a rowhoat and
pulled across to a neighboring hotel,
the Vale.
As Bryco rowed along In the dark
ness ho could see a certain light on
a veranda of the Cliff. It was u brlghi
lantern on a table before the door of
Amy's room. If ho held a true cours
the corner of tho hotel would cut till.
light off from Bryce's view, but by
keeping a very little outside the line
he could hnve It to look at. aud he
amused himself by Just preserving his
beacon from eclipse. His meditations
were of the most ngrecnblo character,
but they were rudely interrupted by
outs.
TEKnE WAS NO ANSWER.
collision with a submerged ledge that
rery nearly upset tho boat No harm
was done, however, and he proceeded
npon his errand.
Having secured accommodation nt the
Vale, he returned to the Cliff, for he
and resolved to see both Randall and
Dillon that night.
Silence and solitude reigned every
where, for Muskokn goes early to bed.
N'o sign of human habitation Is visible
from the pier, for the trees bide the
hotel completely.
Thero is a tiny shed on tho pier, and
is Bryce turned in that direction aft
r making fast his boat Ballard 1)11
.on stepped out directly In his path.
"I was waiting for you." said Dillon,
md tho next instant ho thrust a revolv
;r Into Bryce's face. "We must havo
a little talk, but not here. Get back
into the boat."
Bryce obeyed because he knew Dil
lon. A threat from that man was not
subject to any discount. In spite of
Ills many .weaknesses of character he
was one who would not display a
weapon in mere bravado, but with the
Intent and the nerve to use it.
Bryco got Into the boat, and Dillon
followed him. sitting In the stern and
commanding Bryce to take the oars.
"Now pull." said he and pointed
with the revolver.
A few strokes brought tho boat out
Into the sweep of the wind, and she
began to drive off short at a lively
rate. Bryce looked up at the clltT and
saw the light before the door of Amy's
room.
"I know what you did in New York."
said Dillon. "I've had word from
there. I know what you've got In your
pocket. Now, I can't nfford to have
that evidence delivered to Mr. Ran
dall. I'm In trouble enough ulready.
but I can smooth It over. Your story
would put me beyond help."
"Do you expect me to promise to be
silent?" asked Bryce and stopped row
ing. "Keep on with those oars." said Dil
lon sternly, but ho did not answer the
question.
In a flash Bryco saw into the other's
mind. Ills death alone would make
Dillon safe. His silence would not be
secured by n promise, but by n pistol
shot and the waters of the lake.
Bryee looked up at the bright light
on the veranda of tho Cliff, and nn in
spiration seemed to come from It. Ho
shaped his course as ho had shaped
It before. His life was in Amy's
hands, and she did not know It. If
she should extinguish that light bis
guide to safety would bo gone.
He saw Dillon drnw In his breath,
nis teeth gleamed In the darkuess.
revealed by the straining of the thlu
lips.
"Stop rowing." said he. "Give me
those papers!" And ho stood up In
the boat, with both hands extended.
Bryce. knowing that he must be near
the place, rowed on. His eyc3 wore
fixed upou the light.
"Stop, I tell you!" commanded Dil
lon, bending farther forward.
Tho boat struck tho rock. A wavo
was under her stern, and sho came
down the harder.
Dillon wns Hung clear beyond Bryce.
He struck heavily upou the rail and
went over the side. Tb,e revolver was
discharged, but harmlessly.
Tho boat was swept clear of tho
ledgo and filled, her bow being stovo
In. Bryce clung to her aud shouted
to Dillon, who was now disarmed, for
bis revolver had fallen into the boat.
There was no answer. The man was
a strong swimmer, yet ho did not rise
to the surface. He must havo been
stunned by his fall, for tho lako held
him. Ho was never seen again.
Bryco worked his way to shoro with
tho swamped craft. He looked back
toward tho Cliff, and tho bright lamp
was still there, but as be gazed it
flickered as if beckoning and then was
'quenched. Bryco stood with out
stretched hands, his heart straining at
Its moorings, toward that spot
Cuto Little Girl.
One day while Knthorlne's mother
was III a clip of beef lea was prepared
for her. but Katherlne fiuiilcd It and
drank ulinust all of It. Iler fnttwr
wns about to scold her when her moth
er said:
"Never mind; It does me Just as
much good to see her drink It."
Shortly after this a dose of castor
oil was prepared for Katherlne, and
she poured It Into her doll's mouth.
"Why Katherlne." snld her aston
ished mother, "what did you do that
for?"
"That's all right." Katherlne replied.
"It will do me just ns much good If
she drinks it.'.'-Boston Ilernld.
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Ono of tho Incltlonts that showed
King Kdwnrd's kindly nature occurred
nt Longch.imps, France, In May, 1003,
when ho and President Loitbot wero
nt tho races together. Just beforo tho
big event of tho day the king lowered
tho glasses through which he had been
examining tho horses at the starting
post, and turning to one of tho offi
cials In tho tribune said: "A poor
woman over theie seems to be having
a bad tlmo with the police. I wish
you would bo good enough to send
over and order them to handle her
more gently." Tho object of tho
king's sympathy proved to bo a hawk
er who had Inadvertently strayed Into
ono of tho reserved lnclosurcs, and
was being bustled out with unneces
sary violence. Thanks to tho king's
intervention sho wns allowed to re
main until nfter tho race, and thon
nntr tior lnartorp In nearn
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