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. WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 19,1890. — -—~- -.. „...>». - - - ._- --.~ - -. ,7 .,j___ „_ -^___ .,-.,,- LVT-,-- • •"• —»—..^a<~£ma-^^*aiaaagi THE TWISTED RING. l"here «•«.« blAod on overt-tiling in the room. It was mil the desk at which the dead man had been seated; It was icattefed over tho pit purs; it \nv in little crimson pools upon the blo'ltm" pad and the carpet; in Hm last di-s'- pernte struggle It Imd *pnrl<ifl front his gaping wounds iigaliist thu window curtains nnil walls; the very atmosphere of the chamber seemed im'biicd with it. A horrible murder had been mined. com- Paul Polatlfskl, chief of secret • police at 8t, Petersburg, hail paid tin) pi-nally Of his outspoken hostility to nihilism. My iiaino Is Alfred Cassagno. I am 80 years of age, rind I am n detective. The following telegram to tho Department of Secret Police in Pari* had resulted In my taking the next train to tho Russian capital: ''PflnufBy fatuity stabbed oarty mornlnjf Nihilists. Bend boat iliaii nt once. Must bo Itl'iuivcr to ItiiBslft. Ours too well known EXfioilBG Do object. "GBflLOFF." Four days later fnshiomiblo St. Petersburg was apprised of tho arrival ib the capital of a voting French gen tleman, rich, and rumor bad it. titled, though traveling under tho noni do voyage of Moris. Anton Rlccnrd. He was ancompariiod by n siitsrlo man servant, a middle aged person "of grave deportment. Pierre Chatfaud was one of the most courageous seconds In the employ of tho Parisian Secret Police. On two occasions ho had boon known to risk Ills llfn to save that of his principal. 1 had chosen him to acl company mo. On making myself known at police icadqtiartors 1 was at once taken to Ihe Wono of the tragedy. Nothing had been disturbed. I found it as described in the opeuiug paragraph of 'his story. The police wore entirely at sea in re- 'ard to Iho identity of the murderer. Giirloff placed the case in my hands, and I at once proceeded to make au examination of the material before mo. The assassin had evidently gained admittance to the chief's apartment during tho day, had remained concealed until nightfall when escape was comparatively easy, and had then sprung upon his victim from behind. Polanfski had turned to confront his murderer, but not quickiy enough to avoid tho knife, tho first blow from which had struck him iu the left breast, the second one lower down, squarely above the region of the heart. The murderer had then caught him by tho throat to 'prevent his crvin« i " out aud held him while ho slowly bled to death. Diligent inquiry elicited tho fact that a woman had boon tho last visitor to jatorror stricken. I trazod upon the tho chief—a woman high in society, the Baroness Woronsko. Suspicion, however, iu no way attached to her—In fact, she was one of the most trusted spies iu the employment, of the srovern- •tieiit. ° However, I immediately set Pierre Chaufl'aud to shadow her'movements. My impression that she would bear , watching was confirmed when I received his report. Tho Baroness Woronsko, whilst in thu employ of tho Government, was in reality a Nihilist of tho worst do- ficripiion. Soon the question narrowed itself clown to this. Assuming her to bo au accessory to tho murder of Polanfski, •who was the actual assassin P It was absurd to suppose that a frail, slight ••womanlike the Baroness Woronsko could overcome a strong coura"'oous man like Paul Poluufski. I had ono clow so slight that it had been overlooked by the 1 Russian police, but ono which no really first-class 'do- •toolivo would have passed unnoticed. •On the dead man's throat were the black murks of the lingers which had strangled him. Tho thumb of tho ""-right hand had boon pressed violently into the skin on the nook, so as to produce a deep abrasion. 1 at once took a careful east of this thumb-mark with the tiuost wax, thus reproducing every line exactly. 1 know that Iho impressions on no 'two thumbs in the world are alike. It is the prison-mark in China, remember, and there serves the sumo purpose of the rogues' gallery iu America, to •.identify a criminal. No other clew I had to ffuido me. A •plain twisted ring, worn "by tho mur- •cleror, had left its mark distinctly on tho Hush. I caused tho impression of the hand to bo photographed. Furnished only with those sljo-ht elows, I now set out to find the murderer of Paul Polaufski. Instinct told mo, I suppose, to look for him in tho best society of Iho Baroness. I soon discovered that she was uu abandoned iiiiriguoauto. Dnriiiir bor husband's absence on his country estates, she unscrupulously amused' herself with a lover, one Rudolph Pfesh, a Hungarian of handsome appearance and vary finely educated. 1 soon discovered thi's man to bn a red-hot Nihilist. Tho Baroness for the limo was absolutely infatuated wilh him. During all this time, .you muy suppose that 1 kept a sharp lookout'for Iho twisted ring. 1 did nothing" of the kind. Amidst ihe mass of jewelry rhtly displayed iu the druwin<>- plft'ce. Night came, A brilliant ball was progress. Thrt Baroness had never 'ooked so lovely. In the prime of her Womanhood, her figure was displayed to the greatest advantage in evening, dress. I looked around me. Pfesii. Dakoutsk. I'lilohlosh mid Cimnkamili— all were then'. The gathering was honeycombed with the nihilistic ele* ment. I felt my hand suddenly grnsped, and turning around was confronted bv —Gurloff. He was without disguise.o'f any kind. 1 regarded him with wonderment. The second in command of the w»*vol police, ho must be well known to the •> iH'onln. I had Ihe fourth dance with the liar- oncss Woronsko. It was marked a waltz on my programme. Sho duhoeii superbly. I myself 'understand 1 the divine art. As to the strains of' enchanting music we floated down the long ball-room, T could not but wish myself a thousand miles away from St. Petersburg. It went hard with me to betray that splendid creature. I am a Frenchman, and I have to confess that she affected mo powerfully. The music ceased, and she led me Into a conservatory. Wo were hardly seated when she spoke and said; "I am (he one chosnn to instruct you by our circle. To-morrow you will be presented to the Emperor. Beiiio- a foreigner, he will extend to you Ihe royal band, as is bis custom." She paused and glanced nervously around. Quitting my side for a moment, she parted the thick shrubbery and peered out through the glass into the darkness. • "I thought I heard a sound in the garden," she said. I know it was the noise occasioned by Pierre Clmiiffaud and the men -with him in scaling the wall surrounding the grounds. "O, it is nothing," I said, but feeling all the time very much like 'a villain. "Do uot bo alarmed." '' She returned, seated herself by' my side, and resumed: "You have boon chosen by our circle to rid the world of this tyrant. Take this ring. No do uot place it on your hand yot. Its touch is death, if you are not extremely careful. Keep it. in its ease, and just before you are admitted to the audience, place it on your finger. The slightest contraction of your fingers will pierce tho band you bold with a small, hollow needle. Retain the Czar's hand in your own, respectfully, for a moment. During that brief interval you can inject into 1m palm a deadly poison. Its action is sufficiently . - . .- - -.untly slow 10 aftord you ample opportunity to make your escape." Horror stricken, I gazed mv deadly ring. To my amazement, it was an exaot counterpart of the rin<' in the photograph.- ° "Whoso ring is this?". I gasped, recoiling from bor. Could she be a murderess? "The ring was Gurloff's," she answered, in a low ton "It was suited to tho purpose, and he contributed it to tho cause. It was fitted as you seo it now by the Hungarian, Rudolph Pfesh." I saw it all now. Gurloff had him- solf murdered hi* chief at tho order of the circle, and had sent to Paris for a detective, thinking to thus divert suspicion-by apparently taking extraordinary pains to discover the perpetrator of the crime. A sudden look of terror passed over tho face of tho Baroness. I saw ut once that I had done something or lot full some exclamation to arouse her suspicions, or had Gnrloff discovered mo lo her and was she simply luriu" me on. If tho latter, she hud repented early of playing with the lire. Witli a swift movement she passed mo, aud standing for a moment ii> tho door of the conservatory uttered a peculiar cry. In au instant a crowd of desperate men gathered in Iho doorway, fore- 'most among them Gin-loll'. "You thiiuglit to learn all our secrets and betray us." hissed Guriou". pointing his linger at mo. "Ho is a nmnohard, gentlemen. Seizo him. Your lives depend upon it." Tho crowd dashed forward, at their head Iho niiirdorer of Polaufski. "Down wilh the mouchard! ili tM of Thdt T'pcnlliif Crtnplh. .Soon after supper the other evening Mr. Bowser slipped Upstairs, and as his action looked very mysterious ,to me. I followed him. I'fonnd him overhauling the Clothes-basket. \ "Mrs. Bowser," he began by way of explanation, "do you know "that we have bad a close call—a dozen close calls—from being burned alive in our beds?" "Lands, not /What do you hieanP" "I mean that there hasn't been an hour' In the .twenty-four since ,wt- moved into this, bouse that it was not liable to take fire. In other words, we have' been slumbering on the edge of a Volcano." "Why, Mr. Bowser!" "Nothing but the hand of Providence has'prevented a great disaster," he continued as ho dumped the last of the clothes out of the hamper. '•But what has that hamper to dc with itf" "Everything. Mrs. Bowser, did you ever hour of spontaneous combustion?" "Of course." "Well, there hasn't been a day thai all the elements necessary to spouta neons combustion have/i't been present in this hamper. Also, in various other places in this house. 1 shudder over our narrow escape." "You—you haven't gone and got another fire escape, have you?" "There you go! Always ready to throw up something! 1 suppose you'll call this a notion of mineP" "What has spontaneous combustion got to do with our clothes hamper?" "Everything. Hero are the elements right here to start a iire. Here are cotton, wool and silk crowded together in a temperature of at least 90 degrees. Nothing could be more favorable." . "I don't believe ill" • "What! What!" shouted Mr. Bow- sor. holding up a pillow-slip in one hand and one of baby's stockings in the other. "You don't believe iu spontaneous combustion!" "Under certain conditions, yes, but those conditions can uot bo found here. Some one has been workino- on your imagination." ° "Oh! They have! On mv imagination!" bo softly whispered". "When every scientist- and scientific publication believes in spontaneous combustion— whon it is practically demonstrated every day iu tho year—when it is a fact as well known as that a horse has teeth, you stand there aud toll mo inythingr r.,1 shall 1 take the child 'Mil. Bottser, .With ae!" . IdtJn't answer. '.. "Mt*. fiowser.f" At f.trnt moment the cook came dowfl the hf H and asked who was there. "It'j 1," answered Mr, Bowser. "Afid what are you doing?" MISSING "Tben you^d better be in bed ami let the pcor missus and baby and me got a few winks of sleep! Such a house! Suohearryingson! Such spontaneous combr-stuotis kick-iqva-fustabus! I give. TOU notice, sir. that 1 quit hie place aefore the dishes are Washed in the jt.jrnliurt" She went oft to br-d, and Mr. Bowser made two more 'circles of the room, kicked the footstool under tho bed and then crept into bis accustomed place and was snoring away in the usual manner in less than fifteen minutes.— Detroit Free Press, A number of women doctors are attending (he medical congress at Berlin. A statistician has estimated that Courtships average three tons of coal each. tip to the present 1.280,000 persons have visited the Edinburgh exhibition, The phrase "Zenith City of the tin- salted." which made Proctor Knott and his Dultith speech famous n few years ago, isn't in the speech at alb Mrs." Wiled from Newport . European waters she eft ™o pigeons from the training fitatloj (he* birds Were released off the edri at ibtervals of about eight mifou Bl returned to Newport safely last making the flight of •w hiiles in one hour antf three-qdarie ifl. The success of the oxper meat with these birds seems to establish tha faOt sef* The Borrowing Neighbor* Mother has often told me of a funny time she had when she was quite a young housekeeper, afflicted with a borrowing neighbor. This lady seldom had anything of her own at hand when it was wanted, so she depended upon the obliging disposition of her friends. One day my mother put on her large house-keeping apron, and stepped across the yard to her out-door kitchen. The kitchens in Kentucky were never a part of the house, but always at a litUo distance from it, in a separate building. "Aunt Phyllis," said my mother to the cook, who was browning coffee grains in a skillet over the fire, "I thought I told you that I was coming here to make pound-cake and cream pies this morning. Why is nothing ready?" ° J "La me, Miss Emmeline!" replied Aunt Phyllis. "Miss 'Tilda Jenkins done carried off every pie pan and rolling-pin and pastry-board, and borrowed all do eggs and cream fo' h self. Her bakm' isn't rno'n besrun." nor- that I have been played on! Mrs. Bowser, will you have the kindness to go down stairs?" 1 went down, aud he took every article from the hamper and spread them out on the floor. Then he went through every clothes closet and bureau drawer, and it was fully two hours uefore ho came down aud heaved a great sigh of relief, and said: "There! Wo shall not be burned alive—not to-uigbt!' "There was no danger." I replied. "There wasn't, oh! Mrs. Bowser. I His emotion overcame him, aud I got opportunity lo say: "Why don't other people's houses burn up through spontaneous combustion?'' No answer. "I haven't they 1. la the*. qut «ot hlsr IHsa Stance . Hyc, vjn.t ill- rooms ol Si. Petersburg, one might as well have soaivhml for a uoiidlo in a bundle of bay. No, I only hoped to usf. ,lmt asciinlinnaiory evideiii:o when I bad foum 1 my man. And I WM fast finding him. Already I had gamud the coniidi-m«e of tho Nihilists. During the third month Rudolph Pfesh confided to mo thu outline of a plot to assassinate the Czar. Bombs wero to cut no feature in lids last attempt. A peculiar and singularly treacherous method was to be employed. People .would never, perhaps, know how thu Emperor mot bis death. But who was to inflict it? The circle to which I now belonged, So Pfesh informed me, had drawn lots to decide this, ami tho choice hud fallen on mo. I was to beoomu tho assassin. But tho details would not bo confided to me until the night before the day sot for the execution of the plot. That evening I was to attend at the house of the Baroness Woronsko, wheu { should receive full instructions. The Burouoaa' bouse was iu the Nevskoi Prospect. It was a huge mansion surrounded by ornamental grounds. Before upon, completely lisgwised. Pierre Chauffaud took oc- to thoroughly i-ecouuoiter the yelled, and a do/en bunds were ou my throat. ^ -Crash! Bung! Thud!" Pierre ChaulVaud and his men wero breaking nto tho conservatory from the outside" Thu next moment thu crowd scat lured liku chair, Inn I never relaxed my hold on Gurliill's throat, lie was bwiieu almost into insensibility and secured. Two weeks afterwards bo was arraigned for tho murder of Chief Poluufski and convicted on purely circumstantial evidence. The twisted ring was proved to be his property, ami was in his possession on tho niir'ht of the commission of ihe crime. Tho impression of tlio thumb of his rig-lu baud exactly corresponded with tho wax impression taken from Iho dead man's throat. Ho su lie red death on Ihe soalVold. The Baroness. Pfesh and many members of the circle were exiled'lo Iho gold mines of Kara. Tho ring with which il had been proposed to murder tho C/.ar was sent for by thai dignitary. Ho caused the poison to be injected into the paw of a hound, aud the animal died in great usronv. Then tho ruler of all ihe Russias sent for mo. "You are u French detective?" "Yes. siru." "1 am sorry for it. If you hud not boon a detective I should have made you a noble. I shall instruct mv Secretary to givo you a hundred thousand roufiles. Tho best place on my stuff of secret police is yours, if you 'care to fill il-" "I am a Parisian—" "I understand," he interrupted, good-hmxioredly. "You cannot" live away from Paris, They all say that." Iho audience was over. I loft his prosouce and returned to Paris a comparatively rich muu, I would uot live m Russia if I could, and if I tried to. 1 dou't think tho Nihilist* W0 uld le mo.— tho Nihilists Journal. Queer Taste. i|i . ied about now wl All the gossi eloping win, the gir almost 50 yefrs old. ula - V ' °- Wl)ose a vear a»o has there seen anything in the papers about a clothes-hamper explosion." Mr. Bowser grilled his leelh. "If it has got to that pass that the sheets off the spare bed can't como iu contact with the baby's stockings without striking fire, we'd better lill the sollar with tin boxes." Mr. Bowser kicked at the cat, but missed bor by about two foet. __ "But there'll bo a lire, of course. Yon have overlooked an old vest somo- ivhere. and it will get down off its nook and walk over lo ono of your old shoes aud arrange for a bo'ufire. I shan't sleep a wink to-night." Mr. Bowser circled around the room- .hree limos with great dignity, aud then went off to bed. When he was out of the way I went out and had a talk with the cook. The result was that wo brought au iron kettle- inio Iho front bull, srot out some cotton- batting, and as" I weut upstairs she whispered to me: "I understand, ma'am. In exactlv half an hour I'm to touch it off." Mr. Bowser was iu bed, and though I spoke about the cool wave, baby's cold and other things, ho had nothing to say. I wasn't hurt, however. I got into bed and wailed. It wasn't over leu minutes until the odor of burning cotton was plain enough in the room, and I sat tip and gave Mr. Bowser a dig and asked: "Don't you smell smoke?" "Smoke!" ho shouted after a sniff or two, "I smell lire!" "Perhaps tho cook lighted the gas with paper." "Perhaps the confounded house is afire! (ho jumps out of lied) of course it is! (he goes to the door). She's all Rblazo down stairs! Fire! Fire! •The baby!" I shouted us ho danced around, Uu ho was gone, currying his paulaloons and ono shoo under his arm. }le run down tho hull, shouting "lire!" ut tho top of his voice, came back and "Tabbed bis necktie uiitl shouted again, and tho next 1 heard of him he was in tho front of the house yelling like an Indian. Half a dozen men were going by, on their way homo from some sort of convention, aiul they rushed into the house and soon located tho lire. I heard Mr. Bowser tolling Ibem that he hud long expected it. and tluil ho had tiio most careless wife iu tho world, and that bo hadn't slept sound for throe mouths, and then there was a pause. They had fouud ihe kettle- with tho smoking cotton. I didu't hoar Mr. Bowser laughing with the rest. Perhaps ho tried to, aud it was a failure. It took all Iho rest of tho beer iu tho case to get the men out, and they also ale up all Die cheese and crackers, but whon they hud gouo Mr. Bowser came up stairs. Ho struck every stop with the tread of a Rowan emperor. Buby and I wero iu bed, and apparently s'ound asleep. He caflie in. walked twice around the roomjfc'ith his hands under his coal- tails,jgml then loomed up over the bed and £»id: Bowser. I have come to kiss I go." This was a high-lmnded proceeding, but nothing could be done in the case, (t was Mrs. Jenkiu's habit, and mother had always been so amiable about it, that the servants, who were easy-go- !ng, never troubled themselves to ask tho mistress, but lent the iuconveient borrower whatever she desired. Sometimes just as we wero going to church, I was too little at the time to remember, mother said that a small- black boy with very white teeth and a very woolly head would pop up at her chamber door, exclaiming: I'Howdy, Miss Euimeline. Miss 'Tilda done sent me to borrow yo' Prayer-book. She goiu' to church today herself." Or, of a summer evening, her maid would appear with a modest request for Miss Emmoline's lace shawl and red satiu satin fan; Miss "fida wanted to make a call, and had nothing to wear. All this, I thiuk, made mother perfectly set against borrowing so much as a slato-peucil or a pin. We were always to use our own things, or go without. I never had a sister, but cousins often spent mouths at the house, and were in and out of my room in the freest way, forever bringing me their gloves to mend or then- ties to clean, as cousius will. "Never borrow." said my mother. "Buy, or give away, or do without, but bo beholden lo nobody for a loan." —Alcirgcirct j£. firmnsf.fir 1)1 ffrLi.,navtc Young 2'cople. Sungster, in Foreign Innocence. It was a breezy aud glorious day last summer writes a New York correspondent. Greenwood Cemetery looked like a beautiful piece of tho Emerald Isle in its fresh sprins-rai- ment. The sunny slopes wero jwweled with lovely ilowcrs, and death was f mined in marvelous forms of life. Birds sang in the trees and sported on the greeu sward, and if any one thinks that it isa lonely thing lo be crumbling into dust bo ueodcd bTit a brief visit to this beautiful city of the dead to learn bis mistake. Wandering through tho devious ways I came, in a far off corner, upon the spectacle of love's young dream. Sheltered behind a massive tomb that was covered over with the chaste chiseling of Italian genius, I came upon a dusky pair of wooers from the land of the spaghetti. They were very young and very happy. Spread out before them was a banquet. Real Italian bologna, with the taste of garlic iu it, and dark-lined bread; a small bottle of chianti, some young onion shoots and a wonderful store of macaroni I noticed among the viands. His strong young arms, that erst turned the crank of the barrel organ or, perhaps, wielded the broom of the street cleaning brigade, were around her supple waist, and as he whispered soft nothings iuto her shell- like our—uot too clean, by the way— they ate macaroni together,' And the way of tho eating was this: Ho would take up a long string of the same and, placing OHO eud in her mouth and tho other in bis, they would eut toward ouch other until Iheir warm lips mot in a resounding kiss. It was a pretty' sight aud I was glad to soo that the store of macaroni was largo. And so ho woood and won her, Shocking! Not at all. Did the sleeping dust bolow sloop loss soundly because this little onion-scented pastoral was boiug enacted above it! I trow uot, and when I saw a guardian of the peace coming that way I considered it my duty to hasten to him and draw him away ou pretext of showing me tho way to a certain place, lest Ids unsympathetic eye might see the sight and he drive them away from their blissful luncheon. Elizabeth Poabody, tho noted 'opist of Boston, is now nearly 90 years of asc. She is very feeble physically, but her mind is stil'l bright and active. Mrs. Bullington Booth denies emphatically that there is any movement on foot to effect a union between the Salvation Army and the Woman Christian Temperance Union. Qtiecu Margaret of Italy '.ikes nothing so much as the museum of gloves, fans, boots and shoes used and worn at different periods at the various courts of the States of Italy. It is further stated concerning SirEd- win Arnold's infatuation for Japanese women that the especial object of his interest is the y.oung woman whom he has been teaching English. John Burns, who led the great London dock strike, has gone .back to work. He thinks the good-results of a strike, when there are good results, do Dot compensate for the loss to the itrikers. Frances Power Corbe is 68 years of age, aud still active in her literary productiveness. She is at the head "of the anti-vivisection movement in England, and a power in its labors both with tongue and pen. Christian Coonrad.of Delaware county, Iowa, claims to be 109 years of ago, and is still a man of active habits. Ho is a native_ of Cumberland county, Pa., has used liquor in moderation all his life, and tobacco ever since he was 16. Joe Howard says that Ward McAllister "is a much misjudged man. He is not a person of individual fortune. He married a little money, not much, and has been known hero for the last forty years as a dancing-master." Mrs. Jacob Benton of Lancaster, N. H.. has been a hopeless invalid for the last seven years, but she has not been idle, for she has spent her time in study and thus made herself the mistress of five languages, iucluding Vol- apuk. Two expeditions to the far north are planned for next year, the one being the Swedish attempt to reach the North Pole under Dr. NUIISHU aud other an examination of the coast of Greenland by Lieutenant C. Rvder, of the Danish navy. William Field, who enlisted in the Thirty-ninth Massachusetts at the outbreak of the Civil War, being then over 60 years of age, died recently at his homo in Deerlield. Mr. Field is" believed to have been the only man in his Stute who became a soldier when over inree-score. State Senator Coggosbal), of the Oueida district, N. Y.~, recently crossed the Rocky Mountains ridiugon the cow catcher of a Canadian Pacific Railway train. He tells a Taeoma reporter that, so impressed was he with the grandness of the scenery at times he felt like shouting like an uutamed red- skiu. Charlotte - • of their usefulness for messenger tlce at sea as well as dn shore* George and John Waldron, of Wolf boro, &> H" are twitu3 ' ° 2 yea »ge. Their great-grandfather Was oM Of the famous Boston tea partys their jmindfather served in the Revolution 1 * Srv War: their father commanded 8 company in the war of 1812, whlI(S thev themselves were amobg the first toe'nlistin the War of the Rebellion, They look so milch alike that no (me who does not know them intimately can can tell them apart. Ihey are Grand Army of the Republic men, aud marched in tho procession in Boston. ••The old legend at our college," says a Vassal- girl, "is that In former times the words 'Vassar Female Col-' le^e' was done in stone on the front of the building. One night, so runs the tale, thero came a great storm, and the F E wero taken off, leaving it 'Male. 1 This the elements know to be incorrect, so a second storm obligingly took off tho M. The 'Vussar Ale College' was, however, too sugestive of the manner in which, the founder hai made his money, so tho trustees h •ale' chipped, and to-day it reads sii ply Vaiisiir College. The Linke Captain's Confession. Mary Yonge. who a <--en- eration ago wrote the "Heir of Redel life" and other novels, and ir a ve the proceeds to tho cause of church missions in Now Zealand is still alive in England. Although C7 yours old, she is stil writing, heing now engaged on her 101st book. whic-M is to be u stow of ihe limo of Vespasian. Kg Ciii-Siug. otherwise kuowu as Howgna, the wealthiest man in China is Head. His name is celebrated in the history of the foreign trade of China He was worth about $30,000.000, and accumulated bis wealth as head of the Chinese company called the Co-Hon" which for many years had a monopoly of the trade with Canton. In the matter of covering the news of tbo revolution of Buenos Ayres the vSr 1 •( ' U " der WS Arthur Walter, its manager, is said to Invn distinguished itself among the En- press. With proper foresight sent down a special man and stood telegraphic charges at the rite for a column of 1,800 words, of £63o! diaries P. Berkshire of Morgan-' , U 1 .' 8 '""king a cane for the s Fair at Chicago, in 1893 which will contain 132 pieces of Wos Vi giuia wood, have a gold " diamond-tipped head several valuable slic™. uuci expects this o be one of tho finest works of wood-engraving to bo seen at the Fair W'fPer"' T" °/ J -° lm Bl '" Wn ' of One of the old lake captains, whr set sail for the unknown port this summer, sent word to many of his friendi a few days before he died to come, and see him,and among his callers was one who said: "Captain, there is one little matter I wanted to speak to you about before you go." "Yes." "Since you retired from active life you have hud a great deal of time or your hands?" "Yes." "Aud vou have told a great many stories?"" "Yes." "Some of which were not absolutely true. You had to lie more or less to keep your place in the ranks." "What! Have I ever lied?" asked tho old veteran in the greatest astonishment. "I'm afraid yon have. Indeed I am sure you have, and 1 hope you have repented of this sin along'with others. 1 ' "When did I ever lie?" "Well, whon you said you fell overboard in Lake Huron and swam sixtj one miles." "I—I might have put a mile or two on the correct distance, because there \yas no way to measure it. What othe time?" "When you claimed to have sailed the schooner Martha across Lake Erie single-handed and alone, with both legs broken." "Didn't I do it?" "Of course not.'! "And I lied about it?" "You certainly did, and I now ask y°^. to e ; is o your conscience by a con- The Captain was silent for a Ions time. • Ihen ho looked up and said: 'y es . I will confess. I don't know fun^'i- tf i "f.dffiis both legs broken; it was one arm, on« fep"i. my c °»a»l»ne.»-ZWr* A Critical Genius. Among ElcoTolrt acquaintances was a leader of the orchestra, ono ^ • Q'i'te a musical his friends wore Porol, of his house, the when the hos 1 some of ferrule and He l, !ls sticks, and one of ° eyanl aud fruit farm, s uu old man now, having been tbo prominent persons in the period in which his father figured HS is much annoyed by tourisls. who hi mg tno"eiciiin"? '-'•"' " P a ' Kl llisou «- por's Ferry just "prior UUh'e w'ur! ""^ Few princesses i.'tim wini n,,,i 103,11 ana seini. &?n?H£^S?uS most o appia 0,1. it a d nil trees am fmi " " lll « account for John Boyle O'Reilly used to say that he bad found the true fraternal spirit to exist at its best in convicts, soldiers, aud journalists. v as'lhe Princess Maria Anna of Portu" gal, who is about to marry au uniT tied doctor of medicine. f 0 noK suitors WHI-A ,,t hr.« .u... _ y f.™ over the orohnni wiih 'ook, and rising „ | n \ , *' / l mounted tho fun L U «]'»« tho a "Y« the p,M-for going down " h ° w of -- r ' 1 ? llis suivt down 'a company watching ! t |,; ,11 . , . «»8 Umo were P "«» of the | )u , k cut off t wu "M>luddkh A Valuable Book. A bookbinder in Vienna upon to bind a volume of was 100 called leave* worth 1.000.000 gulden, gtich leav« was u buud for 1.000 gulden, the book ueing tho owner's b(« o»lj suitors were u "I prefer to marry name, rather than man." disposal, sne said- a mau without a i name without a George W. Keene of South Boston i » man whose life is a record o & tunas. Hie nM ,1-, . ~~ "iiiin dines. His father died , u *„ ^L°f 6 u 9 ='.. a !ll^ buried jj; 29 . 13 in 1859 auhe eene himself wus-'^rft'^ Mr ' enlisted in the Civil War Julv «""iiiuii, "Ah! r 11, ; i"* iv " i i ex» gray c-cilni-nn ,i._ . You geu timi- Iho ei and \\ » « the root "of "au hears fruit." the tre <» U

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