The Inter Ocean from Chicago, Illinois • Page 43

Part Five. Part Rive. VOI NO. 7. CHICAGO, SUNDAY, MAHCH 31, 1901.

PAGES 43 TO 50. INDIANA PEOPLE Soirit of Brother Bernard Haunts Lake at A. the Notre Dame University. STRANGE SEQUEL TO A SUICIDE Several Men of Unquestioned Veracity Say They Have Seen the Wraith. Notre Dame Is the only Catholic college In the United State that ha a (host, and this (host the only spirit that ever appeared after tho death of a brother of a Catholic religious order In this country.

One of the strangest thing about It ia that no priest has erer seen It. Brothers of the Order of the Holy Cross hare seen the wraith hovering about the lake In which Brother Bernard committed suicide, and students at the university as well as divln-Ity students at the seminary at Notre Dame hare witnessed its appearance. But a yet no priest has erer seen the ghost. It is known as the March ghost. It appears only in March, for It was In March that Brother Bernard, for years a member of the religious order, took hie life after two attempts.

That was ten years ago. On three days In each March since that time the ghost has been seen. This year it has appeared only twice, and the lessening of the number of Us visits has given rise to much speculation at Notre Dame. Many of the old brothers have found in this fact a premonition that something 1 wrong somewhere, and they are watching WHERE THE NOTRE DAME (IND.) GHOST IS SEEN. Trets in tat Foreground Mirk the Spot Where Brother Bcuiri Cojnmtttei Suicide.

The every development of university policy closely. Others laugh at the statement that unless the ghost comes three times a year, and those three times In one month, all will not be welL Brother Bernard's ghost has many unusual habits. It appears to be a mixture of the modern idea of spiritualistic manifestation and a fragment of medieval No nolss of clanking chains or mysterious fights attends its appearance, and no evil results have been known to follow a sight of It- It thought by some at Notre Dame that to see the ghost means good fortune. Just as a sight of the old Gray Pere in the tradition of Taraacon meant that be who saw It would have eoty of prosperity before the year was out. Frofeaaars Stady the Cheat.

The Interest In the ghost's appearance this year has become so pronounced at the university that Professor John G. Ewlng. who occupies the chair of political economy, has taken to studying the subject from a scientific point of view. He la aided by Austin O'Malley of the department of literature. They Are assisted by Attorney Thomas M.

Hoban and Attorney Alexander Rupel or South Bend, who are two of the many who have seen the ghost. Neither of them has any explanation for it, and they are waiting for the professors to clear up the mystery. The place where the ghost Is always seen Is peculiarly adnptod for such a visitation. It Is a spot on the shores of 8U Joseph's lake, within the university grounds. The haunted spot Is at the southern end of the lake.

Immediately behlnJ the building known as the old professed bouse. This rambling structure of yell brick was erected thirty years ago, and for more than a quarter of a century his housed those men who have taken the vows of povVrty, chastity, and obedience, and have becomo brothers of the Holy Crocs. Two hi ndred en are usually domiciled there. Directly aw-ross. from It Is the Holy Cross seminary, wbs the priests are educated before being sect to the Catholic university at Washington.

Many trees and much underbrush are around this part of the lake, and at night, hen the moon shines through the gaunt brarches of the trees upon the glasalike water, (he whole scene wears a look of unearthly beauty. In this old community, or professed bouse, live) from 1S80 to 181 Brother Bernard, who even during bis lifetime was know a as the man of mystery. When he came to Notre Dame and applied for admission to the order be told no one of bis home or bis people. It was thought that In the world be bad suffered some great sorrow, and tne brothers extended their arms to him and made bim welcome. Beraare Live ia Chleasro.

He worked bard and was one of the most tractable of the brotherhood. peculiar point upon which there was much speculation among the brothers was that Brother Bernard never asked for permission to pro outside the college gates, and that ho SEE A GHOST shunned an offer of a commission to eome to Chicago. This made the brothers think that perhaps he had once lived in Chicago and had painful memories connected with his residence here. Shortly before he killed hlmrelf he received two letters. The postmark on one was Englewood, and the other letter came from Clinton, Iowa.

Both letters were addressed simply to Brother Bernard. Few at tbat time remembered Mi real name. He had entered the community under the name of Patrick Lacey, but now It is thought that this name was assumed. One night ho cut his throat as he lay in ted in hie room in the professed bouse Other brothers passed his door every few minutes, and if he had called out help would have gone to him Instantly. But he made no noise, and it was not until a member of the order went to his room that he was found there, almost dead.

He was taken to the Infirmary, where Brother Edward, for many years treasurer of the order, cared for him. When hla wound was healed he was sent back to the professed house and was given light work to do. He never expressed any regret for having tried to take his li: a few weeks he disappeared from the house. and two day later his body, garbed In hla long black gown. was drawn out of the lake at what is now known as the haunted spot.

The body was burled at Notre Dame In the community cemetery. The report was that he had been drowned accidentally, but those who were known to be discreet were told the fact, and It was not long before everybody at the university and many persons in South Bend knew that the first suicide among the members of the brotherhood had occurred. Then began the appearances of the ghost. Every March since 181 there have been thref of these appearances. Allowing for the surprise and sometimes for the fright that-met the spectators, the description of the ghost agree.

Brother Bernard appears bareheaded and silent. He stands for an Instant at the edge of the water as If he had Just come out of it, and then vanishes. There Is no way that a man could leave the haunted spot without leaving a track In the soft earth, and no track has ever been found. Although men who have seen the apparition have hurried to the spot a few seconds after the ghost swept from view. Rrcrat Apeearaaee of Ghost.

The ghost was seen for the first time this year on the 2d of March. Attorney Hoban. an alumnus of the law school at the university, was spending the day with bis old classmates and was going borne by way of the lake. "I taw the apparition plainly," be said, "and took several steps toward tt before It vanished. I cannot account for the appearance.

I knew Brother Bernard when he was alive, and recognised him in the figure stood on the edge of the lake." Attorney Hoban was one of the officers of his class, was graduated with hlgE" honors, and has since established a big law practice. His word is unquestioned In South Bend. The second appearance of the ghost was on March 14. This time It was seen by Frank Buckley, a visitor at the university. He bad never known Brother Bernard, but from his description of the figure everybody knew that be bad seen the ghoat.

Attorney Alexander Rupel saw the ghosulaat year on the 13th of March. It Is rumored that- Brother Bernard was a man of the name of Qulnn, and that be was bora In County Clare, Ireland. Among Chicago Irishmen this Item of Information roused much interest. They remember that a Father Thomas Qulnn, who until 187S was the parish priest of Kllnamona and Inagh, In County Clare, Ireland. Is the central figure of the most widely known ghost story In that county.

Father Qulnn. this story runs, had promised to say a certain number of masses for a certain Intention known only to himself, and be died before be bad completed the number. Every night after bis death promptly at 13 o'clock It was said that his ghost entered the parish church at Kll- aamena and mounted the There It put on the robes and vestments as If to say mass. No one appeared to serve mass, and the ghost would disappear. In the minds of some there Is a connection between this Father Qulnn and the mys terious brother whose ghost now haunts the shores of Notre Dame's most beautiful lake.

PROF. SWING'S SALOON VISIT. Preacher Made aa Aail Mistake 1st at )aeat fer Grapes. Intimate frlenda of Professor 8wlng knew that he had an uncontrollable appetite for Malaga grapes, but few of them ever heard bow his fondness for the fruit once led him unwittingly Into a Milwaukee beer saloon. The following story Is told by Police Lieu tenant Seery, who, when a patrolman, used to travel a North Side post on which Pro fessor 8wln( lived: -When the weather permitted the pro fessor used to often accompany me on my walk around the block, and he told me many an amusing Incident of his life.

His Mllwau kee experience was, perhaps, the funniest of all, and for a long time he was In fear that the newspapers would hear of It. He had gone to Milwaukee on some matter connected with the church, and while walking on the street esoled a bunch of Malaga grapes In the window of what appeared to be a store, He was extremely fond of thia particular kind of grape, and be saw nothing else, so intensely were bis thoughts centered on bis favorite fruit. "If he had looked up at the building he would have seen by the free-lunch signs that It was a lager-beer saloon, but be looked neither to the right nor left. As he entered the place his gaze fell upon a bar at which several men were standing with half- emptied glasses in front of them. The pro prietor, a German, who formerly lived In Chicago, recognized the professor as soon as be stuck bis bead in the door.

He came out from behind the bar, wiping bis bands on his white apron, and before the professor bad fully realised bis mistake the saloonkeeper was wringing him by the band. 'Professor said the saloon keeper, 'I am the proudest man In Milwaukee to think you have paid me this visit. I am deeply grateful of the honor conferred upon me, and I wish there were more clergymen like you. wbo do not think It a crime to enter a saloon. "All the while the saloon-keeper was shak ing his band and talking the tact was slowly dawning on the professor that be bad made a terrible mistake.

And when the white-aproned man mentioned about it not being a crime to enter saloon tho professor, as be afterward told me. felt as If he would like to sink through the floor. He explained to the saloonkeeper bow be happened to come Into the place, at the same time backing away toward the door. Ho forgot all about the grapes. and the thoughts uppermost In his mind was, 'What would my congregation say if they saw me nowr He was edging away toward the door when the saloon-keeper stopped him and Insisted on his taking the whole bas ket of grapes.

'It was a close the professor used to say, and ever after when he saw grapes displayed In a window be made sure It was not a saloon before going In to purchase." MR. GILMAN'S DEAL IN COFFINS. lacldeat That Ended the Tea-Store Maa's First Partaerahla. When George F. Oilman, the tea-store man, whose millions are In dispute, became old enough to go Into business bis father arranged a partnership for bim with a Mr.

Miles, who had been. a successful leather merchant In the Swamp In New York. Toung Gllman did not care for the leather business, but he obeyed bis father's wishes. Mr. Miles, his partner, was much older man, and, as Gllman soon discovered, be was Inclined to devote most of bis time to outside Interests, among them being a new cemetery.

One day Mr. Miles came down to the office "Mr. Gllman, I did a good stroke of busi ness today. I bought ten cemetery lots and then aold nlns of them for what the ten cost me. That leaves me one lot for clear profit." Gllman didn't see that this meant any profit for the firm of Miles Gllman.

and on the following morning when be reached the office he said to Mr. Miles: "I did a good stroke of business myself this morning. I stopped at a Broadway undertakers' and bought ten coffins. I sold nine of them for what I paid for the ten, leaving one coffin clear profit. I have saved this coffin for you, Mr.

Miles, thinking that you might use It In your cemetery lot." Mr. Miles glared at the young man and then retired' to bis own office. When be reap peared several hours later tt was to announce that the co-partnership was dissolved. This left Gllman free to carry out bis tea store idea and by It be made millions. Abalathe la Strttaoe-laad, 'Absinths drinking In Switzerland Is In creasing to such an extent that various so cieties have been formed for the purpose of delivering Illustrated lectures all over the country, showing the terrible effect thia liq uor has on the system.

BURIALS GIVE HIM 'JOY Chicago Undertaker Explains Why He Is in the Business. PASTIME IN FUNERALS Strone Lore for the work Ever Since He Was a Child. Wheat Lad of lit Ytan Ills Prlael-Eajaysaeat Was la Aetlaar a a Pall Bearer. pal "I am often asked tho question how I happened to go Into the undertaking business," said a Chicago funeral director, "and when I tell people It' was on account of an inborn love for the work, they can't understand tt. But It's a fact, nevertheless.

I am an undertaker because 1 like to handle dead people. This may sound gTewtome, but I assure you there is nothing ghoulish about me. I am naturally sympathetic, and I have burled persons for whom I felt the deepest sorrow. "I bad made up my mind, become an undertaker before I was 10 years old. In tho same way that other boys make up their mlnde to become firemen, policemen, or railroad engineers.

The undertaking business bad a faacl jallon for mo which bo other vocation held forth. When I was a little shaver, about 5 yea rs old, I used to be crazy to go to funerals with my parents. Not that I cared anything about the carriage ride or the day's freedom from school, but I bad so insatiable desire to be with tho When I grew old enough I was a pall bearer, several funerals of my schoolmates, and confess that I rather en-Joyed the task. At these funerals I studied every move of the undertaker and would go through them at night as I lay In my bed for hours, unable to go to sleep. "My father wanted to put me at the legal profession, and my toother, whose uncle was a preacher, would listen to nothing but the ministry.

I had told thsm many times of my choice of a calling, but they thought It was a boyish fancy that would soon wear away. "When I was 20 yesrs old I resolved to make application with the undertaker In the town where I lived to enter, bis employ as an ap prentice. My father balked my plans by for bidding the undertaker engage my services. As a compromise between tho law and the ministry I went to work at the baker's trade. I was bound out for threw years.

The baker was to boar and lodge me. was constantly thinking of coffins and hearses, and such things, and would let the pies and cakes burn In the oven. The baker had to let me go, else I would, have ruined bim If he kept mo much longer, and I returned IP the parental root. Faaerals Males- Blaa Ham. 'it was the begftnlng of winter and wrote to an undertaker fn a neighboring town aektng ii ne wotrM ar me'as an apprentice.

My beart was set on the business and I wrote without telling my parents. I got an answer saying that trade was a little bit dull, but he would give me a trial in the spring, 'when Dullness opened up.1 That was the exact language be used. "I never put In such a long winter In my ate. The only enjoyment I had as In beine pail bearer at two funerals. The volunteer nre aepartment to which 1-belonged cave several bops and had two traveling shows, one an "Uncle Tom's Cabin' company and the other a familyealled the Bergers.

who were bellrlngers, but I was too gloomy all winter to attend the firemen's dances or the theater. a About the 1st ot April I got a letter from the undertaker. He wrote that business was looking up, and be would expect me In a few days. If I bad not changed my mind. My I-arents were opposed to my leaving borne.

but when they saw that was determined they withdrew their objections. I started for aiy new home with a light heart, bavins at last reached the ambition of my life to become an undertaker. I had been tn my new position about month when there was a railroad wreck near the town In which nine persons were killed. My employer, who was coroner of the county. got all the bodies and we removed them to the undertaking establishment.

I proved to be so handy In caring for the crushed vie time that my work received1 the approval of my boss, and ho made jm a present ot a new broadcloth suit. A few weeks later I bought a silk bat and I went home on a visit. The local paper In Its next. Issue made mention of my Hying- trip. as the editor called it.

and he predicted that I would make a sue cessful undertaker. bad my picture taken soon after that, sitting on the driver's seat of the hearse, and sent It borne to the olt folks for a Christmas present. Cat tho IVreasr Coat. Like every other business, you will find funeral directors who ars not fitted for the work, and men of that class are a disgrace to the profession. The art of embalming's one of the oldest and grandest known, and the undertaker who loves bis profession will never tire of experimenting In that direction.

A strange thing happened to me some years ago, ana to some persons it may ap pear as being humorous. was called to the North Side to lay out an old gentleman, and I was given a suit of broadcloth in which the body was to be robed. The suit bsd never been worn. It waxa hot day In August and I took off my coat, which, by the way, was also brand new from the tailor. When a coat Is rut on a dead person It Is slit up the back.

because It Is then easier to put on. When I took off my coat I threw it across tho bed on which lay the burial suit. When I came to the slitting process I made a mistake in the coats and cut my own garment Instead ot the dead man's. Luckily for me, the. de ceased was a man about my site, and.

as tho two costs looked exactly alike. I wore the other garment away." JSECRET OF THE GAS MANTLE. How It la Made aad Why It Does Wot Bira.Oat. Probably no one Who baa seen the filmy white mantle that hangs about the flame of the up-to-date gas light has failed to won der of what material this non-combuatlble affair Is made. It looks so like tissue paper that despite reason one almost expects It to Hash up In flame at any moment.

It Is made of an ash consisting mainly of the oxides of certain. rare metals. These metals are lanthanum, yttrium, slrconlum and others, which are rendered Incandescent by beating to a high temperature. A six-cord cotton thread is woven on a knitting machine into a tube of knitted eabrio of a rather open meet. This web hss the grease and dirt thoroughly washed out of It, is dried end cut Into lengths double that required for a single mantle.

It Is then saturated In a solution containing- the requisite oxides, wrung out, stretched over spools and dried. Next, the double-length pieces are cut Into two, the top of each piece la doubled bask and sewed with a platinum wire, which draws the top In and provides a means of supporting tho when finished, from the wire bolder. After stretching the mantle over a form, smoothing tt down and fastening tho platinum wire to the wire man tie-holder, the mantle Is burned out by touching a "Bun-sen" burner to the top. The cotton burns oft slowly, leaving a skeleton mantle of metallic oxides, which preserves the exact shape and detail of every cotton fiber. The soft oxides are then hardened in a "Bunsen" flame.

A stronger mantle Is made upon lacemak-tng machinery. BETTER THAN A LAYER. Hea'a laeapaelty la Oae Way Is More thaa Made la Aaother. "I don't care nothln' bout a ben's morals s'long she's a good layer," remarked a beetled-browed man to a reporter for the Rochester Post-Express. "No.

slrree! 'An' If she can't lay I git rid of her mighty sud-dlngly. Tes, sir. "But bad a ben las' fall what was a caution. Lay 7 She couldn't lay down. She wan't no earthly good aa a layer, an' yet she was th' most lik'ly ben I bad.

She was a gay deceiver; an', say, she netted me more egg money than all th' rest ot th' nock put together. I had noticed fer some time that she was a dead loss In the yard, an' one day I said ter my woman that I guessed th' next time we had company we'd better let ber Agger tn th dinner. She was a-eatln corn right at my feet at th' time an when I went on ter state ter th' woman that there was no use In keepin' a hen what didn't lay none, she perked up ber bead an looked at me long an' earnestly. Says my woman, 'I'll bet that ben knows what you are sayln', Says I hope togum she does, fer mean busi ness. No alga, no fodder In my ben stood, as If she was turned ter stun fer 'bout a mlnalt, an then scuttled off.

Th' next mornln', when I went out, she come up a-cluckln an' actia' At last I made out that she wanted me ter toiler her. She led th' way ter aol toolhouse. an' If there wan't close ter a dosen of fresh-laid algs. 'Course I was surprised. I knowed she hadn't laid no algs fer several weeks.

HOW SCANDAL CAME TO WATSEKA, ILLINOIS. Manner In Which Mr. Pickins Led Professor Swlnford to the Justice Co irt. Well, I took 'em In an' on th' next mornln' I fouod th' same thing. Then I begin ter feel Interested, more so 'cause George Perrv told me at th' store that afternoon that his hens wan't layln' none.

He's my neighbor, you know. That night I watched. Party soon I see'a my non-payln ben a-lead in' a bull col ony of Perry's bens across lots ter th tool house. "Then I understood. She couldn't lay no algs herself, -but she was tryfn ter save ber hide by tnfluencln' ber neighbors.

An' do ye know she kept tnai up tiu snow come. An' I'm savin' her fer spring, 'cause, ah knows on what conditions she keeps out of th' stew. Tes. sir. She's a shrewd ben, an.

she'll lift my mortgage inside of a year. ONLY ONE VETERAN OF 1812. Hlrasa Croak of Herkimer Coaaty, Kew Tork, Is the Last Feasldaer. Only one male pensioner of the war of 1812 is on the rolls. Born In 1800, bo has lived through the entire nineteenth century.

This wonderful old soldier Is Hiram Cronk, of Herkimer county, N. Y. He enlisted in ion in tne "mass militia" and served with distinction throughout the war. At the age of 101 years Mr. Cronk is still bale and hearty and.

all things considered, resnarkablv active. Ha lives within a short distance of bis birthplace. Except for bis absence during the war he has seldom left the vicinity. Cronk's fatally is locally famovs for long evity. Four brothers and a sister lived to bo over' 80 years old, and ono to tho ago of iS.

A family reunion was held on Hiram Cronk's 100th birthday. It was attended by over one hundred' descendants and rela tives. The veteran. la a lifelong Democrat. He cast bis first vote for Andrew Jackson ana bis last for rover Cleveland.

When asked why he has not since voted the old gentle man remarks good-naturedly: "When I got down to Grover I calculated It was time to -quit and call it a half day." From a very, early ago Cronk has been an habitual user of tobacco. He both chews and smokes. Recently be has threatened to break tho habit. He is afraid, be says, that the uso of the weed may become a habit with bim. He has drunk strong liquor throughout his life, but always In moderation.

The veteran has every attention and bids fair to live for soma time yet. He makes bis homo with bis young3t daughter, a mere chit of a girl of 80. i Tiri-rTT Tablet at West Polat. The Empire State Society of the Daughters of 1812 has received permission from Secre tary Root and Colonel Mills to place a tablet commemorative ot tho heroes of 1812 ia the chapel of West Point. Tho tablet will bo ot blacky marble, with gilt lettering, and will be the second placed In tho chapel by a patriotic society.

v. SCANDAL SEIZES ON WATSBKA Outcome, of Professor Swinfords Effort to Discipline Mr. Pickins' Boys. KNOCK-OUT IN THE SCHOOLHOUSE Irate Parent Hauls the Teacher by the Ear Through the Village Street- Two urchins one aged 12 and the other aged 14 have caused a scandal In Watseka, III. As everybody known, the residents of the town consider tt the most staid and quiet and peaceable of any In the state.

But Its reputation Is ruined temporarily all on account of the Plcklns boys. If It had not been for the Plcklns boys. Professor Swin-ford, principal of the grammar school, would not hsve a lump as big as a goose egg on the back of his head, the postmaster would not have been threatened with' pneumonia and a black eye. Policeman Allison would not have lost some of bis fame for bravery, and the elder Plcklns would not have a lawsuit on bis hands. The trouble began on Wednesday, when Professor Swlnford ssked one of the Plcklns boys what made rain.

The principal of the grammar school Is a tall, slender, intellectual young man, a graduate of Tale and an enthusiastic teacher. When the Plcklns boy said wster made rain and then refused to go Into the details supplied by the natural philosophy. Professor Swlnford reproved bim for not knowing his lesson. The Plcklns boy Is said to have Insinuated that a "man schoolma'am dassent talk that way to him." Professor Swlnford walked down the aisle and assisted the Plcklns boy to leave his seat. This was too much for the Pickins boy's brother, who rejoices In the nickname of Corbett.

Jr. He attacked the professor from the rear. In a moment there was a fistic Axhfbltlon that caused all the girls to scream and to put their aprons over their beads. It was plain that the professor was getting the worst of it Corbett, was trying to locate the principal's solar plexus when young Becket went the rescue. Becket bad bad bis own troubles with teachers, but be believed In "fighting square." He knocked out both of the Picklna boys, who took their chewing gum and went homo.

Corbet, Jr, Was Ready. The next morning when Professor Swlnford called the school to order be looked calm and determined. Both the Pickins boys were In their seats, but it was evident that Corbett. had a chip on bis shoulder. He began hostilities.

Professor Swlnford In vited bim to step up to the desk. Corbett, refused to obey, and the professor as slated bim by taktag bold of bis ear. At this stage of the proceedings the younger Pick' 1ns boy ran home for his father. Joe Plcklns Is noted far and wide in Iro quois county as a man of muscle. When be entered the schoolroom In the wake of the son, who had acted as courier, there was shudder of fear on the girls' side.

The boys felt a thrill of expectation. They knew there would soon be something doing. Mr. Plckins bad "come after" the last-principal. but In that case discretion had been the better part ot valor, and the educator had locked the schoolroom door Just In timet Pro fessor Swlnford made no effort to Intrench bim self against the enemy, but calmly watched him advance.

"What do you mean by abusing my sons. You're a mean man," remarked Mr. Pickins. rolling up his sleeves and using language Chat made the girls put their fingers In their ears. There," said the Irate father.

To illustrate his remark be took hold of the professor by both ears, and, backing the teacher up against the algebra problem on the blackboard, he proceeded to knock bis victim's bead against the wall. 'I'll show you whether you'll touch my sons," shouted Mr. Pickles, now and tben taking a bunch of Professor Swlnford's hair In his clutches and twitching his neck. "Allow me to explain," said the teacher with all the dignity be could command under the circumstances. Mr.

Joe Plckins is said to have here used language so sulphurous that it wilted the bouquet tho prettiest pupil bad given ber teacher that morning "Come with me," commanded Mr. Plckins, taking a tight bold ot the professor's right ear. Although Professor Swlnford bad business of Importance In bis classroom, bo was forced to obey. Without being permitted to put on bis bat or coat, be waa compelled 'to accompany Mr. Plcklns into the street.

All the boys and some of the girls followed, and the crowd caused a sensation when It moved down town. As Mr. Plcklns and his captive marched along, women came to the doors and windows to see what was happening. Shook to Watseka Society. When they beheld Professor Swlnford, who Is one of the leaders tn Watseka society, be Ins; pulled along by bis ear, they almost fainted.

For a quarter of a mile Mr. Plcklns strode with the professor's ear firmly held In bis grasp. Deacon Swlnford, the pro- feasor's father, happened to be Just going Into the postofllce for his mall when be saw tho processslon. As soon as he realised what was happening he commandetTMr. Plckins to desist from bis shameful conduct.

It Is sail that this so enraged Mr. Plcklns that bo slapped the old gentleman's face. Hers the postmaster came out and tried to make a few remarks. It was cold and the combined effects of the March winds and the answer that he received from Mr. Plckins made bim shiver.

"Send for the police." be said, and then he motioned to ono of the small Police man Allison responded to the summons. "What are you doing?" he naked, as he ran out of a neighboring store swinging his club. "I'm holding the professor's ear, answered Mr. Plcklns, with a sinister smile. "What are yon going to do about Itf The man of muscle clinched bis fist and! the policeman took a moment for meditation.

"You'll Just step along with me to the Justice of the peace." said Mr. Pickins, nodding bis head toward Policeman Allison. "I want you to arrest this here pugnacious aad dangerous cltisen of At this moment the poor professor looked meek and limp. His captor twecked bis ess anew and led him to the Justice of the peace. Policeman Allison followed, with his head' bent in thought, for It took diplomacy to deal; with a citizen of Mr.

Plcklns weil-kaowa' pioweas. It would have been disrespectful to uso the club on a leading citizen's The case was puzzling. It had not a prece- dent in Watseka or any neighboring town. "I command you to have this man arrestee." said Mr. Plcklns when he confronted the astonished Justice.

Professor Looked Very Meek. Professor Swlnford's ears were crimson anA the lump was becoming prominent on' the back of his head. As the Justice thought tho evidence that She principal of the grammar school had been the aggressor was not convincing, he Intrenched himself behind bis desk and refused to comply with the request. "Let go that man's ear," be said In stern, tones. Mr.

Pickins still held on. Haven't you any respect for the la the Justice inquired. Then for the first time Profeesor Swlnford's ear was released. Here Policeman Allison gave It as his opinion that everybody ought to go home. As it was nearly noon, the crowd dispersed, Mr.

Plckins making a triumphant rxlt with the Plcklns boys, wbo looked as tsppy as It they had Just attended a four-ring circus. There was no speaking at the Friday after- noon school exercises for the reason that the children had a holiday. In the evening Pro- feasor Swlnford had so far recovered aa to bo able to attend the revival services eonductel by the Rev. Dr. Munhall.

It happened that. Mr. Plcklns sat Just behind him, where It was possible to study the contour of the lump raised by the pounding against the blackboard. This fact distracted the attention of -the gossips from the church services, hut it Is said to have softened the heart of Mr. Plcklns.

Of course, the school board heard of the scandal. In an hour aftes the crowd had left thi Justice court there was. not a man. woman, or child In Watseka who had not ben told all the details of the encounter. The school board was Justly Indignant.

Its mem-rets waived all business including the bids tor whitewashing uves on the playground and swore out two separate warrants for Mr. Plckins. chsrging him with asiauU aad with disturbing the peace. The case will come up In May. Meanwhile the Plcklns boys will erjoy a vacation.

Photoa-raohlasr oa tha Skla. A Roumanian named Diakeresce has dis covered a process by which photographs can be permanently printed on tho skin. The process Is not injurious, and, unlike tattoo is not painful. The little pictures ars very clear. The operation takes about three hours to compute..