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THE UPPER DES MOINES, ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 10.1892, MADCAP; -0 R- STORY OF A SIN* fit HEWEN B. MATHEBS. ''But one day, in a paper that come in tnv way, I saw how a pool had dried up S a village, an' how. at the bottom, there was . found a little skeleton; an' night an' day I saw but the pool-always the pool, and had that splash in ray ears, till one day I put my money together, an', not saying a word to a living soul, set out, and never restin' till rbM reached it; an' the first thing I saw was the man on the other side as bad seen me sitting there,— first wi' the baby in my arms, and then wi'out him. "A magistrate was passing; he committed me to prison, while another man would only ha' been lookin'. He's a in these parts; he come "to gee toe yes, o ge me hanged off quick afore you could come an' know 'twas me; an' if you'd come to-morrow, I'd ha' been buried. an' you'd never ha' known. But I'd seen you, an' told you the truth now, and 'twixt this an' Saturday you'll say a word— just a word." When the turnkey entered a few seconds later, it waa to find the two women sitting apart, the one huddled up in the same attitude in which he had last seen her, the other looking straight before her with wide-open, fixed eyes, and arms in the attitude of one who bugged to her breast some small, slight burden that, invisible to all others, was to himself a living and tangible thing. I CIIAl'TEIt VII. And all fancies youni to cover The hnril earth on which sho posses With tho thymy ueentod grasses The Shifting Pool lay at the end of a lane, close to the great gates of the Towers, and here, ertrly on the morrow of Mr. Eyre's departure, a woman came with faltering step, and stood beside it, her shrinking gsi/.j peering over into the now dried-up pit below. "She might huv • ;-one in after it," she muttered in a hard, bitter tone: "it was not deep enough to drown her" — then, with a low, strangled cry, fell down on her knees, and rocked herself to and fro, uttering broken words of passionate endearment, as though what she held in her arms were a living thing, and could hear her. Thousrh close to the village, the spot was rarely frequented, save by a laborer or two goinsr to or returning from their work, and Hester remained undisturbed for more than an hour, at the end of which time a wood-cutter, hastening to the least or gossip then going forward up at the village, spied her, and rushed, red-hot with his information, into the midst of the crowd, which thereupon set off running as though possessed toward the pool. Such a saturnalia of scandal had never been known within the memory of the oldest inhabitant, and the farmer had left his fields, the hind hisplow, the wheel wrigh this shop, and the smithy his forge, the sexton his spade beside a half-dug grave, and the housewife her bread with the yeast rising, to stand in the village street, and talk one against another of the event of the past few days. . And now to hear that she— tho inevitable she to whom the whole tragedy might be set down— was actually sitting by the pool, to bo stared at and cross- questioned to their hearts' content, gave wings to the slow and strength to the feeble, while all such party distinctions as church and chapel, purse and stocking, being forgot in the general sauve quineul that ensued. The most envied of tne company was Jim the Fool, who arrived lirst. but was able to make no further usa of his advantages than to make such a face as transformed him from the harmless baboon to the malignant Satyr. "There she be, ".screamed Sally Genge, who arrived second, "a-sitin' there as comfortable as you please, an' her up yon to be hanged o' Saturday. 'Tis well to make other folks die for sins as we've drove 'em to, ain't Iff" and she turned, with a jeering laugh, to the crowd that followed at her heels. "Tush!" said a burly farmer, who, though fat and scant of breath, had contrived to outstep most of his neighbors. "Young woman" — and he turned, starting with surprise at the beauty of the face that met his gaze— "may be the bairn was drowned against your will—" "A cuckoo mother," cried Sally fiercely, "who left her young in a stranger's nest! How were she to 'spect other folk to do that for her child as she wouldn't herself?" Hester had started to her feet, and stood trembling, and lookin!* from one to another of the crowd, finding in the men's faces only a stupid, reluctant admiration, in the women's a cruel condemnation that, whether expressed by word or look, was identical. Was your baby so little to ye that ye didn't even miss it, or think it worth seeking till now?" said the blacksmith's wife, usually a gentle soul enough, but to-day made fierce by that which puts Hie heart of a lion into tho timidest woman— the thought of a helpless child abandoned to its death through the carelessness of its mother. . Can't 'ee speak?" cried another, that impulse of savagery which ever lurks in a crowd, and is prepared to break out »o soon as its own fatal strength of numbers is made known to it, giving I0 ngue in her voice. "Couldn't i ee ha come afore and spoke up a word for the Poor soul what's to be hanged o' Saturday for thy sin?" tester's lips moved, but she did not speak; above their harsh voices she ward her baby crying, and only a vague fegret passed through her mind that JOB pool was empty, else she might have P.i un ged into its waters, and so hidden f 'self from the eyes of those who gathered round her. An' so nothin' but a young lord 'nil content >ee," said Sally, standing with * l ,«s a-kimbo; "mi 1 you must wear your »>« gownd out o' his pocket, and come «ter uu' to disgrace un''th' very day he "°, m es wlioam. Couldn't 'ee he' bided " {"I till he was a minded to go to theo?" R.,i, et a-ue," said tho farmer, thrusting J<J»y aside, who hud stooped to pick up it. ,?!*°, und "wde as if she would throw ' du '«e knew th' woman up yon had it, my i- Mi -f» 6 ,, could speak np fast eno' last ' W tue sexton's wife with a ' "»en you runned up to my a * Hllled a* his hand, an' called ri y Y, a . me as P at iia vou P leaso ' an> Btnn i M km 'J to him, jest as if them as 8u?H y h ? d P' t S ot »o more eyes, nor e <\V>. than th' stones in th' street!" ^ 80 mucl > older than , ue ' an ku 9 wed better," sa one of W , wojnen, }n, a, gentlei- We, ".He >...<., .' i .' - mch ^!Wra!SW±«rfa; ^•S^araSS'SS ing to wrack ap> ruin; though if bem' ^WLKnd m is d ;M?a well manured from ton to bottom." Have you got another baby there as you-vea. mind to drown?", cried Sally pushing forward. "You're hidin' some- thin' under your shawP'-and before the farmer could stop her, she had roughly pulled it aside, and, drawing Hester's arms asunder, caused a shapeless something ,tq.roll from her arms to the ground. Sally snatched it up with a cry of triumph; all who were near crowded round to look, as she displayed to their eyes a little well-worn baby's frock, and a tiny pair of shoes that had been worn, but never walked in.- •''"'•• A tear came to the eye of more than one present as she looked. "Poor soul " said the farmer softly; but as they turned with that new impulse of pity toward her she had disappeared, and none, not even Sally, could tell which direction she had taken. "S'posin 1 she meets the young mistress," said the smithy's wife, aghast; "master'11 be rare an'mad if any gossip gets to her while he's away. He'll bring us fill to book for't when he Gome's back." •. And indeed by this time the penalty of talking gossip of any kind to the master's wife was well known—instant distaissiil from his service withindoors, stern deprivation of all favor or employment without. "1 han't glimpsed her nowhero's," cried Sally, returning breathless; "'spcct she's halt' way to Marmiton by this^n." But none heeded her. "'Tis himself!" cried one. "What ails him?" cried another, all pushing away from the pool and toward Lord Lovel, who came swiftly down the lane, reaching the group almost before the words had escaped the speaker's lips. "Is she h"r:>?" ho said, glancing from one to another, too preoccupied by his fears to heed tueir looks or even utter the name of the woman whom he had come to seek. "She just slipped away like a bit o moonshine," said the sexton's wife, ducking a courtesy, "an' nobuddy saw where she went; but most like she'd be on her way to the jail." "To the jail?" said Frank, with a sudden look of relief, and made a step forward, but started back, as the crowc dividing, he found himself face to face with the pool, then pulled himself to gether, and disappeared almost as rapidly as Hester had done. "Did ye see how cold-like he got as he looked at it?" said one in a whisper "Ile've got a good heart so well as a handsome face, an' there's summut line in the way he stands by her. 'Hev'yoi see her?' says he, wi'out a blush, just as if she were nothin' to be ashamed on an' off he goes arter her as quick as E swallow!" "I'll not believe he's to blame," sak an'old man, who had only justhobblec up, and leaned heavily on his stick "the Lovels was allus a sweet-blooded clean-limbed lot, and there was never a word to tli' discredit o' any one o' 'em an' he's the moral of his father, who died the day after his wife because a couldn't live without her; so they was buried in one coffin, an' the age o' th two o' 'em didn't count up to lit'ty." "It minds one of a purty old verse, a: seems 'twas made a piippus for 'em,' said tho blacksmith's wile— Lady Nancy she died as it might bo to-day, Lord Jjovol ho died as to-morrow; Lady Nancy she died out of pure, pure grief Lord Lorol ho died out of sorrow, sorrow, Lord Lovel he died out of sdrrow. "That ain't t' whole o't," said the old man, aud he repeated in a quaverin, voice— And out o' her bosom there grew a red rose, And out o' her lover's a briar, briar, And out o' her lover's u briar. "Poor souls." said the sexton's wife, "but I'm thinking that when death calls up you," and she pointed toward the Hall, "if so be he takes lier first there'll be two to bury there 'stead o' one." "Ah! he do love her," said another; " 'tis only through her that you can strike at th' squire's heart; but if ever she come to know all that lies to his door " "An' who'd dare to tell her?" said the farmer angrily; "'twould be a black- hearted man or woman as would do it, an' the squire's steady enough now, an' makes her a deal better husband than one of them mealy-mouthed men, as goes to church regular an' busts out when their wives ain't a-looking." To be sure he's quiet enough' now," said Phillis, the village beauty, disdainfully, "he don't seem to know there's a woman in th' world but th' mistress. I often think as you old folks remembers a sight o' things as never happened!" "Ay," said the old man, "you're about right there, my lass; Mr. Eyre ha' forgot it all, an' so had best we; and arter all, 'tis things as happened thirty year ago that we mind best, not what happened as it might be yesterday, a bit ten or twelve year at the most." "To be sure " said the blacksmith; ,'now there's th' owd squire, God rest his soul, p'raps he's gone by now, an' mebbe he wasn't sorry to go, he've had a pretty good spell at it, an' must ha' bin pretty well past th' old games by- well I mind as 'twas yesterday his wild doin's, if he fancied anythin', whether 'twas passon's daughter or th' cowherd's maid, 'twas all one; a word in her ear, an' off she'd go, and none could stop her." "Ay," said the old man, with a chuckle of senile delight, "th' young squire weren't far behind him. There was Comfrey Hazel now—her weddin' day was iixed, an' she seemed to like her jo well enough, when one morniu' the squire stopped at her father's door, an' axed a drink o' milk. Out she come, as jhnp a lass wi' as apple-bud a face as ever vou see, an' handed him the mug wi' a'hand all the whiter an' the sweeter for the curd she'd just been pressin'. " 'Will you go a ride wi' mo, my deari" said he, jest like that, an' she looks up, an 1 catches the glint o' his eye an' the smile o' his lip, an' her heart begins to beat an' the red looks out o' her cheek, an' 1 e puts out his hand, and she puts hers in it, and her little foot on his'n an' he swings her into the saddle a ore film, an' off they goes, her own mother bokin' arter 'em as they went. They was gallopinK along at full speed, an' shei were boking round at him wi' her little red mouth pressed to his'n, when close ahead o' 'em he saw a muck-cart S? Smaii In it; 'twere too narrow a lane to ass it, an' the squire were goin' too fast to stop o'a minute, so he just grrpped Comfrey tight and set lus mare. at the cart and over she went like .a. 'twas her jo. an' seeing him so rooiishi like, and all covered with muck, she burst out larfin' at him, then put her hinny mouth up to the squire's, an' 'I'll go with you ' sez she, an' go she did, an' never come back; they call her Moll up to the great city now." "That's summat like a wooin'," said Phillis, her eyes flashing, her bosom heaving; "I'd ha' gone wi' him, too, rather than ha' tooK he o' th' muck- cart." "You'd best stick to th' twenty shil- lin's a week, and .the dozen childer as i3 most like your lot," said the sexton's wife dryly; "but 'tis well for you there's none to teinpt.ye, not that you're handsome eno' to please an Eyre ney ther th" young squire nor the old 'tin ever thoilght noire' but a rale beauty worth sinnin' for." "Th' squire's main bitter agen the poor soul Up at the jail," said the blacksmith's wife; "'tis said he wrote a special to London to stop 'em from heeding the recommendation. "She were a pore thing." said the sexton's wife; "all the quality there to see her tried, an' she wi'out so much as a clean tucker on, an' to keep their washups up all one night 'cos the jury couldn't agree, an' yet not to do a bit o' credit as you may say to the proceediu's. OI a very pore figure of a woman in- deedl" "She'll cut a porer figure still at her hanging," said the old man, "for hang she will if so be the squire have made up his mind to' fc." By slow degrees the gossips had returned to the village street, where they now broke up into groups, standing about at well-known corners, their budget of gossip augmented, not diminished, by the occurrences of the last half hour. Suddenly some one less busy than the rest descried a figure approaching, nay, close upon the group nearest the Hall, and a silence fell on it, and on the next, and the next, so that the whole street seemed to preserve an attitude of waiting, as Madcap advanced, looking at the gathered groups in wonder. "Is anything the matter ?" she said, glancing from one to another of the startled faces before her. "We was talkin' about th' owd squire," said the quickest-witted woman, dropping a courtesy, "an' hevyou had any news of him yet, ma'am?" Madcap told , them that he was yet alive, and speaking a few words here and there, and calling each by name (for there was not a curly-headed child in the village but knew and loved her), she went her way. •'"'Tis like an angel passing by," said one of the men in a low voice as he looked after her. "Ah," said another, "what a shape, what a bloom, what a smile!" "And what a heart!" said the old man; "that's th' best of all; what . heart!" "An' what a voice!" said one of the women, "it's just as if a bird was singing in her always; now it's low, now it's high, but always singing so as you can hear it." "It seems unnatural like to see her without the master," said another: "lie be just her shadow; 'tain't in the Eyres neither; t' owd man couldn't abide his wife though he'd have liked her well enough if she'd been his neighbor's; th' Eyres never did care about what was their own." "They do say that the young lord were in love wi' the young mistress," said the sexton's wife, "an' how he stopped away these six year in foreign parts o' 'count o' her." "Mebbe 'twas for her sake he deserted th' poor soul we saw bv now, an' in revenge she sent the child here by a hand she could trust — but th' pool bein' so near, and th' young lord away, th' woman drown'd it instead o' takin' itback ageu," said the sexton's wife, softly. "But it was hard on him to be met on his very threshold by a sin as he might well ha' forgotten," said another of the women standing by. "Ay, ay." said the old man, "sin's like kindlin' a lire or puttin', a seed i' th' ground— the fire won't allns stop for your tellin', an' th' seed sprouts an' grows an, ye dunnp how many more o' its kind may spring from un — if our wrong doin's 'ud only bide where we 'a planted 'un, there'd be a garden in iyery man's heart that hisself kept the Key, and not God a'mighty." CHAPTER VIII. Wha has duuo you wrung, fair maid, And left you here alone? Or wha has Icissed your lovely lips, That ye OR" Hazel-green? The smithy by the brook in which the alder-bpughs dipped stood dark and forsaken; if a stranger's horse should cast a shoe in passing through the village that morning, he must e'en re-shoe it lymsell', for there would not be one found to lend a hand in aid. And beyond the smithy it was more silent still, but the silence was of another sort, for here lay the coppice, that lovers' walk which of evenings was never without its rustic pair, but by day rested still as a cloister with the flowers for nuns, and a bright-winged, angelic-tongued choir of birds for choristers. Here you might see, side by side, the poplar, with its pale shimmering hue, and the fringed larches tender green, mingling with the young beechen stems, that went arching and intertwining in a natural trellis overhead, their shining leaves just bursting from their yellow gloves, like young girls shyly emerging from their workday grab to doii a glistening robe of silk, Here, too, might be seen the pale sweet sunshine of the late-tarrying E rinirose; and here, nestling close to the eechen roots, the wood-sorrel drooped her exquisite little head in endless replica toward the vividly green cup formed by her trefoil leaves, while hard by, the male fools orchis stood stiffly at arms, the ugly custodian of so much beauty. "God has two dwellings," said a divine; "one iu Heaven, and one in a contented heart;" and I think Madcap's heart was never so fit a dwelling, nor did it ever reach a higher beat of gratitude than in that moment, when, with a sudden vivid realization of the perfect happiness of her life, she stood still in the midst of the lovely alley and unconsciously stretched out her arms to the unseen Being who was the source of all. Suddenly she swerved aside, as close at hand she heard a sound aa must have carried comprehension with it, even to one -who had never heard or dreamed of pain— the stilled desolate cry of a soul in extreinost anguish, that believing itself alone with its God, calls upon Him by name for succor! Madcap trembled— crime and despair had never iu any shape approached her, and the language they used was unknown, yet she intuitively felt the depths of the pit in which yon lonely soul was struggling, aud she was not of those who could stand looking on the shore, and hear unmoved. Close to the beechen roots by which she knelt, stood a pollard oak, whose sturdy body had shouldered away the undergrowth on either side, and also cleared for himself a space behind, as Madcap perceived, when softly pushing her way between the oak and the brambles, she saw into a little green interior which contained a woman, who lay with outstretched arms and face pressed downward against the grass. For a moment Madcap hesitated, then entered and knelt beside her; hesitated again, then laid her hand softlv on that dark, uncovered head, trembling as beneath her touch the woman slivank violently away, with the gesture of a creature that is at once desperate and dangerous in its helplessness. Madcap drevv back. She clasped her hands together, and great, slow tears, born of intense pity, rose to her eyes; in a moment she seemed to realize the gulf that lay between her own happy life and this miserable one to which even pity came as cruelty, not a solace. 1< or a minute the woman lay motionless, then, like a startled animal that turns with shy gaze to see if it be still pursued, she half looked up, making a screen of her hands, and caught that lovely look of pity bent on her. "Who are you?" she said, in a whisper. "You are not one of those that shrieked at me by the pool?" "A woman and n sister," said Madcap, with all her heart, as she spoke. Hester leaned a little forward, as one who listens, yet thinks her ears have played her i'als'a, then slowly looked up to see what manner of woman was this who claimed sisterhood with such as she. For a minute tho two faces gnzad intently at each other—the one, beautiful through all its haggardness and anguish, of olive tint framed in masses of blue-black hair, with eyes Hooper tlmn the depth Of watersstill'd at even; the other so young, so pitiful, so pure- I think that a new world opened to eitch as she looked, and the contrast of their lives was brought more keenly home than it could have been by a lifetime of words or familiar knowledge. "I wanted to be alone," said Hester, with that certainty of her story being known to her hearer that is one of the strongest signs of absorbing misery. "I could not breathe in my little room, and so I came out. I'm trying to forgive her, but I can't. I can't—the little baby comes oetween, and it cries, and drowns her voice in my ears; but I must get used to it—to what she had done—before I see her again." "Some one has hurt your child':"' said Madcap gently. llsster looked up, a spasm convulsed her rhroat, for a moment sliu could not bpoiiii, then, "It's dead," she said,'abruptly. "Oil, poor soul! poorsoull" cried Madcap, all the motherhearc in her crying out in passionate pity, and drew that miserable head to her breast, and held it there—pure woman and sinning one meeting on the ground of common motherhood, with but one pulse of sorrow between them. To be Continued. ALMOST A XKAGEDY. A Jealous Wife Follow* Her JBuaband and Discovers His gccret. They had bsen mairied a brief six months when the demand cf jealousy whispered in her ear that Claude Henr> no longer loved her. That ia, he still loved her a little bit, says the New York Herald, but not enough to make a respectable appearance if hung out on the clotheslines to dry. Fury took possession of her. That is, outwardly calm while the fire of indignation burned within her bosom with all the intensity of natural gas at 50 cents per 1,000 feet, full measure. Claude Henry knew it not, however. He fondly supposed he was bamboo zing the the innocent and trusting creature he had sworn to love and cherish, and he went his way without the slightest suspicion that he was sloshing around on the verge of an eminent and highly cultured precipice, One evening, while she was temporarily busy writing a letter to her mother, and seeking to convey the impression in every line that she was a heart-broken but desperate female from the headwaters of Fighting creek, he took advantage of her situation to slip out of the back door and* The servant girl was up two over the fence. to snuff. He hadn't been gone minutes when she gave him away. With a scream like the cry of a wounded panther tbe young wife got down stairs at two jumps, hustled on her hat and cloak and five seconds later was on the street. She caught sight of a shadowy form afar off. The legs were bowed. It was her Claude Henry, and he was on his way to the tryeting place. She followed after. His flats were large enough, but they her footsteps and her rapid heard not breathing. He turned into Hudson street, went down to Christopher, up Christopher to Greenwich and suddenly disappeared. She reached the spot and looked around. The earth seemed to have swallowed him up. He was not in the feed store. He was not in Smith's grocery. He could not be seen figuring wirh the plumber in the plumb shop. "Ha! S'death!" He suddenly stood before her. In hid right hand he held a roll. He had been to the trystine place, and that was a letter from the bleached blounde, "Claude Henry!" Her voice was full of thistles and carpet tacks and broken glass. Well might he shiver. "What, Susan?" Give me that letter! I have found you out! Make no resistance or you fall in your tracks!" He handed it over and turned his face away with an involuntary groan. She seized- it as a cat seizes a rat and held it up to the light of the moon. In letters plain as day she read: "If the muslin does not come off readily dampen with cold water. Price 20 cents each, or six for $1." It was a porous plaster for his lame back, and she forgave him. FRUITLESS SESSION. Very Little Woik of au Important Nature V efformed by Congress. Tho Chinese Exclusion Act One of tho Measures of Greatest Interest Passed. Tariff Problem Remains in Statu Quo—The Record as a Whole. WASHINGTON, Aug. 3.—The future compiler of the official history of the laws of theJJnited States will not need much space in which to inscribe the really important laws enacted by the first session of the fifty-second congress, now ready to close ns soon as tho world's fair matter is out of the way. The sole measure of those attracting a large shore ot public attention, not counting 1 the appropriation bills, which hnj become a law is the Chinese pxclusion bill, and political expediency had much to do with its rapid congressional progress. Tbis bill, the Inman registry bill, the Black Hawk and Seinicole Indian wars pension bill, tho eight hour bill, the bill to enable the president to enforce reciprocal canal ar rongernents with Canada, the army nurse bill, the intermediate pension bill and tho bill to increase the pay of life savers are about the only measures of much general interest enacted into law. Fiee silver, the tariff, the anti-options bill,'retrenchment of appropriations and a five million dollar loan to the world's fail- have been the live topics of the session. The first three subjects have been killed, at least until after the election; the last is still before congress, add the fourth question, that of appropriations, entered largely into the make-up of the appropriation bills and prevented a single public building bill from passing the house, the session being absolutely unique in this particular. Many other bills providing tor new expenditure, the omnibus lighthouse bill, tor instance, failed because of the retrenchment policy sought to be pursued. The house passed approximately 475 bills, of which 284 were passed by the senate and sent to the president. Ot the bills passed by tne house 220 were nublic bills, including measures relating to the District of Columbia; 151 private pension bills; 48 bills to remove charges of desertion, and 41 private bills of a miscellaneous character. The senate passed 691 bills, only 113 of which succeeded in running the gauntlei of the house and reaching the president. Two of this latter number the president vetoed, viz., the bill to send the famous McGarrahan claim to the court of claims lor adjudication and a bill to amend the courb of appeals act. Three bills the president permuted to become laws without his signature. The total number of bills and joint reso • lutions introduced in the house was 9 835, and in the senate 8,604. In the house 2,106 reports were made on bills and in the senate 1,097 written reports were made, no notice being paid to unwritten reports. Aside from the passage of the regular annual appropriation bills the most interesting feature of the congress has been what it did not, rather than what it did. The bill for the free coinage of silver overshadowed all other measures in importance and interest. The coinage committee in the house • was made up largely of friends of free coinage, and itreported with promptness a bill for free coinage, but when after a stormy scene it came to a test vote in the house, Of SQUJW? ptVOHjf ewimtftor In. his gy ofljr, Bow it Happened. % Mother: "How did you happen to take dinner whith Tommy Traddles?" Young Heir: "Mrs. Traddles invited me." ^% "Didn't you ask her to?" "No'm." "DidTommy ask her?" "No, ma'»ru j he only told her it would )6 a good thing for her to keep me, 'cause as long as I was there you would not have anybody to seud over .to borrow things." The fifth annual convention ot the National Nradeu a3sembly, which met at M«riti>n, Ct., has approved the b'll introduced in the rational house of representatives by Mr. Coombs,, providing penalties for the employment and transportation ot men from on,e etute to another. it was necessary for the speaker to cast his vote in order to save the silver bill from a Equare defeat, and when the large anti- free c6inage opposition began to fillibuster the bill was Silled by a refusal on the part of a majority of the democrats in tho house to sign a request, for a closure rule, without wnich request the speaker announced that he would not report a rule for closing debate and forcing a measure on its passage. The senate, which had been waiting on the house so far as respected silver legislation, then took hold of the subject, and in June, by a majority ot four votes, passed the Stewart free coinage bill. This jgain brought the house face to face with :he issue, and on a vote a majority of fourteen was found to be opposed to silver legislation at this tirae, so that the spec- tre of free coinage, which had been hanging over many members, was at last vanished. The ways and means committee of the louse wrestled with the tariff problem and after mature deliberation decided to attack the McKinley law by means of separate tariff bills dealing with special items, inbtead of by a Dill making a general revhion of the tariff. Prominenca was given to the Springer bill, placing wool on the free list and reducing the duties _ on woolen manufactures aa the chief exponent of party policy on the ;ariff question, and with this measure as a basis there was a long and on the whole very uninteresting tariff debate, The bill was passed by the bouse and was followed jy other bills, one placing cotton bagging, cotton ties and gins and cotton bagging machinery and the other binding twine on the free list, the binding twine being passed under suspension o? the rules. There was then a lull in tariff matters to see what course the senate would take. The senate's policy was made apparent by the action of the finance committee in pigeon-holing all three bills, and none cf them has yet emerged from the seclusion of the committee room, though occasionally their slumbers were disturbed by efforts of the democratic senators to have them reported. Aiter a time other tariff bills were reported from the ways and means committee and passed as follows: fo make silver lead ores free of duty whenever the silver in the importation exceeds in value the leai'j to limit to $100 the amount of personal baggage which returning tourists may bring into tho United States, and to place tin plate, terne plate ano! taggers tin on the free list after a named date. These bills met in the senate the fate of their predecessors. A bill was pasied by the house and reported from the finance committee to the senate to correct the clerical omr in the McKinley bill, by which chocolate was made dutiable aa confectionery, but it has not been acted on. Various other tariff bills were considered by the house committee or tcaynrd menns,a.Tid there waa much time given to the ad*J«Bbilify o* reporting bills placing reflnp' 1 an^ir, snlt, lumber and iron ores on the free list and reducing Ihe duty on barley, but the committee failed to f mbark on fbe advocacy of these measures, *h<>ro beinsr differences of .opinion as to its wisdom at this time. WORST OF MAN EATBttS. A Leopard Who Swallotrcil 154 Pergong Before) He Was Shot. The Calcutta Englishman contains a blood curling account of the doings of a man-eating leopard lately shot ia the Raj- shahi district in Bengal. The monster had destroyed 154 persons before he was brought down. His appitite forflefh, his ferocity, his cunning aud hiii audacity wera unexampled in the leopard tribe, and they would have done credit to a_ tiger. He depopulated whole villages, for th« mere terror of his namn sont the inhabitants fljingf B soon as IK> l.ad seized a solitary victim in their rui 1st. For miles around the people never ventured to leave their houses after nightfall until they heard that he was dead, but this was no great hindrance to him. He would seize them from the verandas when they were smoking the evening pipe, and sometimes he penetrated tho very houses in the dead of night and carried away children— often without giving thb slightest alarm to the other inmates. _ As a rule, 1-e killed only one person at a tiine;buthe sometimes killed two, and on one occasion be killed three in one day. Children and old women were his favorite food. Among his victims there were but six)men. He was impelled by a sheer ban- kerhig for human flesh, for he never touched the cattlo. The villagers began to think the scourge was _ a demon incarnate, and it was impossible to organize them for th B pursuit. At length some twenty elephants wure brought together for an expedition, and a flying column of British planters set forth inquest of the destroyer. They serched for some time in vain, until an old man. whose wife had been eaten, came to report that their quarry had taken refuge ia a tamarinda tree. It was as he had stated, only the man- eater had by this time hidden himself in the jungle at the foot of the tree, and for the moment could not be found. The place was surrounded, and the elephants advanced in close order to trample the fu- gitivn out of his hiding-place. This maneuver succeeded after frequent repetition; the beast was driven out of cover and at once riddled with balls. He will become a legend in the district, and prehaps a diety. A New Autonoatio. Mnchlno for Dating and Stamping- totters. Young people like new things. They appreciate improvements, Chicago P. 0. has four new machines, each occupying a space only three feet square, run by electricity. They automatically put on the name of the postoffice and date and cancel the stamps on 80,000 letters per hour (7,500 each), and do it neatly_. One boy feeds in the letters, tho machine sorts, separates and stamps them, delivers them in boxes which another boy empties. These machines save the work of twenty expert men. This like many other modern improvements is in striking contrast with the former custom when the P. M. wrote on the. date, etc., made out a regular bill of the letters, charging them to the nearest division postoffice, where they were opened, sorted, billed to tlw next division office and so on, until the last Division office billed aad charged them to the individual office in its district. All these bills were sent to Washington and then compared, and credited and charged up to the different offices. This invpled great labor and expense, beside causing much delay,—often using up more time than the transportation itself. And now the postofflces ia all the civilized world act together as one system, and the highest postage on a half ounce letter to any place in the remotest region within the system is only five cents.—Exchange. THE KIKCHBN. Lemon Syrup—a Summer Drink. Boil for half an hour two pounds of white sugar in a quart of water. Remove from the fire und stir well into one ounce of citric acid in powder and a teaspoonful essence of lemon. When cojl stir well again and btfctle, it will keep well aad makes a pleaaani drink. Sullnil BrosBlne Which Will Keep. Yolk of four eggs, four teaspoonfuls of salt, four mustard-spoonfuls of yellow mustard, a small cup each of milk and vinegar, a pinch of Cayenne pepper, a little sugar, one tablespoonful of butter mixed with a teaspoonf ul of flour, mix all together and stir over the fire until it boils. Newmarket 'Pudding. One pint grated bread, one quart milk, one cup sugar, one tablespoon! ul butter, four eggs (yelks): Soak the bread one hour. When baked add a layer of jelly over the top, then coyer with a meringue made of the whites of the eggs ind half a cup of sugar. Brown slightly, Cauliflower Salad. Take a medium sized head of cauliflower, pare off the root and detach it into equal sizad flowerets; place these in a salad bowl, seasoning with a pinch of salt and half a pinch of pepper; sprinkle over a. pinch of chopped parsley, add three tablespoonfuls of vinegar, two of good oil and mix all well together. Stewed £amb with Peaa. Cut the neck and breast of spring lamb in small pieces; place them in a stew pan and add water enough to cover. Stir slowly, removing the scum as it rises. When nearly done, add a quajt of shelled jreen peas, with more water if necessary. When the peas are done, season to taste with pepper and salt and a little flour and butter together. L«t the gravey boil up and it is ready to serve, Baked Potatoes with Pare and wash the potatoeu; make some good paste into balls about the same size ts the potatoes, and place them alternate- y with the potatoes in a pie dish, previously butteiecl; a_dd a little onion, finely chopped, and stiffisieni water to about half ill the dish; season with pepper and salt, which should be mixed with the water; cover with a flat dish and bake them. THE estimate* for too ensuing fiscal year of the New York city government, aggregate $33,625,555. jrffcif

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