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THE OTPM BES MOINES AL^ONA,, IOWA, WEBNESDAY, JUNE 28.1893. BY HUGH COHWA.T, "Coiled Back." EtA Eto. "You lie," said Hervey coarsely. "It is more." Beatrice flushed. She half rose from her seat, then returned to it without troubling to reply. "Take it for argument's sake it Is so," said the man. "Now for the conditions." "That you never seek me, never trouble me, never make known to any ono that I am your wife." ' "You have kept the secret then?" "One other person knows it, my faithful servant." "That hag I Of course you hoped I should die in the five years." "No," said Beatrice simply) "but I hoped 1 might." The duel AVBS progressing. The advantage as yet had been to Beatrice. Hervoy's turn Was to come." "Listen," he said; "I have also a proposal to make and conditions." Beatrice bent her head. "YonhaveIAVO thousand five hundreds year. The hundreds are quite enough for a woman to live on, tho thousands shall be mine." She was silent for a minute. "Yes," she said, "1 will even do that—at least for many years." Hervey laughed maliciously. "How nice to be so hated I I never made anything out of a woman's love, but her hate is profitable. Now hear the conditions." "I have named them already," said Beatrice coldly. "Hear mine, I say," said Hervoy bringing his hand down on tho table, and speaking In grim earnest. "I will go away, never seek you, never trouble you so long as you pay the money, but before I go"—here he bent forward and spoke in a low, grating voice— "before I go you shall come to me here, in these rooms, and for a month shall live here as my wife. All your fine relations, all your dear friends shall knoAV you are the wife of Maurice Hervey, forger, felon, and at present, ticket-of-leave man. After that I'll leave you and take the money." Beatrice made no reply. She drew her mantle round her and rose. "Don't like my proposal," mocked Hervey. "I thought It out carefully though—thought It out night after night—for years and years I thought It put—how I was to bo paid in full for everything. I have you now—I have you now, my SAveet wife." "I think you are mad," said Beatrice contemptuously. "Madi No, I'm not mad. Are you going to leave me? After such a separation to leave me so soon I" She moved towards the door. "Which means, I suppose, that you leave me to do my Avorst?" "Yes. You must do your worst." "Which means, take whatever the law forces yon to give me? You know the law will give me something." "I believe it will," said Beatrice wearily. "Yes, I'll take Avhat the law gives me. Are you versed In tho law?" There was something in his voice, in his triumphant look •which for tho first time made her fear, "Do you know," he went on, "that the law will give me the custody of a certain pretty, golden-haired boy? That a wife who absents herself from her husband and his home has no right to deprive him of his child. Here Is the home I offer you. I long for you and my boy. I demand him. Give him to me. Ah, I have you now 1" He had. His thrust seemed to pierce her heart. She uttered a low cry and grasped the back of a chair for support. "It is not true," she gasped. "Go to your lawyer and find out," he said. "I have consulted mine. Tho boy Is my own. All, what pleasure I shall find in his company I How nice for him to bo known hereafter as the forger's son. Now Avill you accept my conditions? NOAV have I got your proud knees to bend? Now will you come to me and avow yourself the wife of an injured husband?" He almost shrieked the sentences. He felt he had his full grasp of revenge. "I must think. I must think," she murmured. "Yes, go and think. I've got to think.too. I've got to find out whether any quibble can deprive you of tho money. If so, you'll have to marry mo again and keep the first marriage dark. Hang me 1 that will bo even better." "Let mo go," she said. • "Yes, you can go. But come to me again the day after to-morrow. Then I'll tell you what to do. Ah, my lady, you'd better have got the money I Avanted years ago. I told you at the time you were a fool," She did not hear his last words. She had left the room. Hervey threAV himself into his chair and laughed long and loud, i, "Revenge and money I" he said. "I'll bring her doAvn to the very dust. I'll make her beg on her knees for tho boy before I spare her even him. Luck I was there ever such luck?" XXII. HABBY LEARNS A NEW WORD. I am informed, by those who ought to know, that a credit balance at one's bankers possesses great virtues as an elevator of both morals and character. That, apart from any sordid consideration or miserly joy, it enables a man to face with greater courage the smaller ills and annoyances of life, renders him less liable to many temptations, teaches him to regard his fellow-creatures with more affectionate eyes, and generally to acquiesce in the wisdom of the arrangement Avhicli made the world as it is. If this bo so, tho universal desire to grow rich may have for its mainspring the noblest motives. As in nine cases out of ten, a woman holds money in far greater reverence and awe than a man does, the possession of such a balance should be to her doubly gratifying and elevating. With money woman is a power, It was the Aveak concession, begun years ago for man's selfish ends, completed to-day for the sake of justice, that a woman has any right to hold property at all, which has led up to the demand for womanhood suffrage. Beatrice had a very large credit balance in the hands of tho family bankers, Messrs. Furlong, Stephens, Furlong, Seymour, and Furlong, an establishment which for the sake of brevity, and on accounty of its antiquity, was commonly known as the Blacktown Old Bank. It Avas a very large balance, 80 large that it annoyed Horace and Herbert to think of its lying at We bankers. With their praiseworthy regularity the trustees had every half-year paid their niece's Income to her account at Messrs. Furlong's, and as Beatrice did not spend one-fifth of it, the money bred with Its proverbial fecundity. Until theh; niece came to stayAvlth them the Talberts had, Avithout even consulting her, invested all surplus Income in good dividend—paying preference for debenture Stocks, chosen because they only paid four percent—no well-advised borrower should ' year Beatrice had asked them to let the money lie at the bank, So at the bank It ,was, as Horace said, not bearing a fraction of interest. It vexed him to see such waste. Only at Christmas he had remonstrated with her. "You are simply making our friends"—several members of the elongated firm lived in the neighborhood—"a handsome yearly present Paying one of their clerk's salaries, in fact." "Perhaps that Avas why Mr. Stephens was so attentive to me at dinner last Aveek," said Beatrice placidly. "Oh, nonsense I It's a mere nothing to them. But why should they have your money for nothing and lend it out at seA'cn or eight per cent?" Beatrice could give no reason. She simply said she wished it to remain as it Avas for a while. Horace and Herbert began to wonder If she had afoot any scheme for endowing a hospital, or restoring the parish church. However, the money lay idle and at call, and if Horace's explanation of tho method by which bankers make fortunes was correct the page in the red basil-covered ledger, headed "Beatrice Clauson," must have been •a gratifying sight for the Messrs. Furlong and tho rest of the firm. NOAV among other cashiers at tho Blacktown Old Bank there Avas—perhaps there is now—one who shone forth pre-eminently, on account of his general smartness and spruce- ness. A young man Avlio, more fortunate than many, had buen thrown into the very nnlitlnr* nf UP" *'AP whtnli ha woa a i)fa/1 notv haps made. Who counted gold, ever so many coins at a time, Avith the dazzling rapidity of a fly-wheel, and tho assuring infallibility of a chronometer. Who detected a false note or a forged chock as if by inspiration. Who "pointed" at tho very touch of a bad half- sovereign even as a dog points at game. A cashier worth his weight in bullion, and well worthy of promotion which let us hope is by now his. One morning—tho very morning which Mr. Hervey had appointed for his second interview with Beatrice—a few minutes after the respectable liveried porter had draAvn the bolts of the outer doors, and so proclaimed that the bank Avas ready for all coiners, a check for one thousand pounds, payable to "self 1 or "bearer" and signed "Beatrice Clauson" was handed across the broad mahogany counter to tho spruce cashier. To him, not being in county society, Beatrice Clauson Avas but a name, and awoke no emotions. She might be young or old, beautiful or ugly, so long as her balance covered the amount of the check. But all the same, being a young man who could think, it struck him that it Avas very unusual for a lady to send a thousand-pound check to be simply cashed across the counter. So before uttering the usual compound Avord query "How'l- you-hav'-it?" our cashier gave the presenter of the check a comprehensive but inoffensive glance. All he learnt was that she Avas a tall woman of an uncertain age, and was dressed in black. There Avas nothing to tell him who;her she was "self" or merely "bearer." He leaned across the counter and aslced her in the politest manner if she was Miss Clauson. "No, sir," replied tho woman. As she said no more, mutters came to a deadlock. Tl:e cashier thought that the working of tho machinery of banking needed readjustment on some minor points such as this. He hesitated. Twice the curious compound-query trembled on his lips, twice lie drew it back. His inspiration tliat something Avas Avrong Avith the cheek was not a very strong one, but, on the other hand, his reputation for shrewdness AVfts so well-established that, for the sake of the fame and applause \vhlch might be gained, he could afford to risk a vag of it. Moreover seeing "bearer" glance nervously at the clodc decided him. Asking her to wait one minute lie left his post and telling the clerk next him to keep his eye on tho Avoman, dived through tho glazed door at the back of the Bank through which such of the partners as chose could see that their money-making machine was going properly. He showed the check and told his tale. An alarm like this is contagious, Make an indentation Avith your teeth on a sovereign—pass it, and if you could see that so\'- eroign in two days' time j-ou would see it bitten almost out of recognition. A coin must be above suspicion. Once libelled it is lost and doomed to the melting-pot. Tho signature on the check was compared with Miss CJauson's standard signature, and of course now that alarm was raised did not seem quite right. The cashier's breast swelled. The partners were smiling approvingly. The young man returned to his post. "It is a rule of tho Bank," he said, "when cashing a largo check like this for a stranger, to ask for a reference." As he spoke lie fixed his eagle eye upon the woman. She looked very nervous, glanced towards tho door, and for a second or two did not answer. For that second or two the cashier was a proud young man. Ho saw tho signs of guilt, lie had saved tho Bank a thousand pounds. He was going to punish the guilty. His own value in the eyes of the firm would spring to a higher premium. Happy cashier! But the supposed culprit spoke. "I did not understand that," she said. "Perhaps you had better step out and speak to Miss Clauson." This was a terrible shock; but there was yet hope. The Miss Clanson outside might be a confederate. As Beatrice had never been inside the Bank, the cashier could not be expected to identify her. He reported progress to his chiefs and was A'exed to see the approving smile fade from their faces. Thereupon Mr. Stephens, a grey-haired old gentleman of lino banking presence; courteous; typical of tho old school; Tory to the backbone, as all bankers ought to bo, put on his hat and sauntered out of the Bank door. Sure enough in a four-Avlieoled cab sat Beatrice and her golden-haired boy. Mr. Stephens Avith the deceit sanctioned by commerce, if not by Christianity, seemed surprised and overjoyed to see Miss Clausou. He complimented her on her good looks- old gentlemen of his type make a point of complimenting every young lady. He asked after his excellent friends and neighbors. He remarked that the days Avould soon begin to lengthen. He patted the little boy on his head, wished Miss Clauson good-day, and sauntered back into the bank. He did not speak to the cashier, but no doubt a sign or a token passed between them, for Avithout more ado tho young man asked Mrs, Miller "HoAV'l-you-hav'-it?" For once in the annals of banking, that simple phrase conveyed deep emotion. Much seemed to have slipped away from the speaker when he saw his chief's masonic sign. Mrs. Miller Avuuld have live hundred in gold, and five Bank of England notes forone hundred pounds each, The money was counted out, but the operation lacked tho cashier's usual spring and vivacity. Mrs, Miller buttoned the notes inside her dress. The bag of gold she placed in her pocket Avhere with every movement It bumped heavily but reassuringly against her leg, and in dumb but painful show proclaimed that it was safe, Then she rejoined her mistress, and the cab carried them to Blaoktown rail, way-statlon, They booked to Pa.dding$on, As thiey Wited, no companions they entered, ^iRdte'si. f1aV1>lon>A "**' *•*"•» "^1'*•"• ln% Anin 4U«4. « A ll" merits reserveu exclusively tot cne lair sex. This is a delicate complimeht to man, but not, perhaps, fully'appreciated by such men who, after eying vacant seats enviously.have to enter a carriage more than three parts full of people. The train started. For a while Beatrice sat as one in a reverie. Mrs. Miller who held the boy watched her face. Beatrice sighed, looked up and met her companion's gaze. "He will follow us," She said. She trembled as she spoke. "Yes, if hecnn find us. Poor dear! if he can do so he'll hunt you to death. We'll go wh6re he can't find us. There we'll wait until he can trouble you no more, my sweet." "Ah, when will that bo?" sighed Beatrice. "When lie is struck down. When my prayers are answered. When you look on his dead face, and know that you are free 1" "Hush I hush! How can you dare to pray for a man's death? Even 1, whom ho lias so wronged could not force my lips to form that prayer." "Oh, my dear 1 my dear 1 that is different. You would be praying for yourself. God would not listen; but I pray only for you, and Ho will." "Sarah, be silent," said Beatrice. She had always set her face sternly against her maid's religious flights. But Mrs. Miller's excitement had now reached a pitch which resisted even Beatrice's commands. "See I" she said in thrilling tones, which made even the child open his eyes in wonderment, "last night a sign came to me, a dream. I looked down from somewhere, and saw myself as I must be, as it was fixed I should be before the world began, whore the worm dicth not-—" "My poor Sarah, bo calm." "Where tho fire is not quenched. 1 saw myself, and I saw him. He was close at hand. Oh, God means to strike, and soon, very soon." Her voice had such intensity, her eyes such a wild look in them, that little Harry, who had watched her in that spell-bound manner common to reflective children, came to tho conclusion that something was wrong, and set up a lusty roar. "See," said Beatrice, reproachfully, "you have frightened the boy." The woman grow calm at once. The blaze of fanaticism faded from her face, and she was once more tho attentive nurse and faithful servant. The train hurried them onward on their flight. Flight 1 Yes, it was flight 1 Hervey's threat had struck home. It had carried conviction. Beatrice never doubted his assertion that although it might be impossible for him to force her to come to his side, ho could legally take the boy from her. She determined to fly, leave no trace, hide for awhile, and let the man in her absence do his worst. If he told her friends the tale of tho marriage It would at least save her from the pain of so doing. She had not yet settled whither to go, but she meant to-night to bo out of England. The little bnv as was usual when ha appeared in public, had attracted much attention whilst they waited on the Blacktown platform. So great is the interest excited by such a perfect specimen of childhood that every woman and not a few men turned and looked after him. At the first stoppage a lady who saw him through the window actually fetched her husband out of the refreshment room to look at his golden hair. She was but a young wife, or she might have known better. Pleasing as such admiration must have been to Beatrice, it seemed to trouble Mrs. Miller. As the train resumed its course she turned to Beatrice. "It must be done, my dear. It must be done." Beatrice, who now had the boy, hugged him tightly. "I won't—I can't doit," she said. "We shall be traced all over the world by It, my dear," said Mrs. Miller, sadly. "Oh, Sarah I It is too cruel—too cruel I See, let us twist it up and hide it." Therewith she twisted up Harry's sunny locks, turned them over on the top of his head, and fastened them with a hair-pin, His cap was replaced, and very comical the boy looked with his hair growing upwards. And very pretty he looked when a minute afterwards, thinking this was a new sort of game he shook off his cap, shook out the knot, and, presto I down fell the glowing cloud again. It was tucked up again. It was shaken out again—and again and again. It was fine sport for the baby, but Beatrice began to glance timidly at her maid, who shook her head ominously. "We shall bo followed everywhere," she said. Beatrice sighed. "He'll be a big boy in no time, my pretty," said Sarah, "then it must come off. Don't run the risk now. There's not such hair in tho three kingdoms." Strange that, a woman who believed so im- plicity In destiny, Mrs. Miller should bo in her calm moments so calculating and foreseeing. Beatrice kissed the soft cloud, and said that was why it was such a sin. Sarah, without a word,. drew out a newspaper and a largo pair of bright scissors. Beatrice turned away to hide her tears. Sarah cut a hole in the center of the newspaper—a hole just big enough for the boy to put his head through. He did so,and thought' it great fun. His blue eyes danced with delight. "Hold the corners, miss," said Sarah. Beatrice with averted eyes took up two of them In her trembling hands. Tho cruel work began. Ruthless as the shears of Atropos, Sarah piled her bright blades, and tho boy's glit- lering locks fell in soft masses on the outspread Standard. Never before had tho columns of that influential journal gleamed so brightly. Clip, clip, clip, went the scissors, every clip seeming to cut Beatrice's heart. In five minutes the work was roughly done, and the glory of Harry's hair gone for ever. Beatrice positively sobbed. She gathered up every thread of gold, kissed and wept over the wreck, then put it away to be treasured up. She clasped her disfigured darling to her breast. "Oh, my poor little boy!" she cried. "My little shorn Iambi Oh, it was cruel, too cruel I A cruel, wicked mother I am to you, my pot." She hugged tho boy, and bewailed the loss of his curls—a loss which the late proprietor appeared to view with intense satisfaction. He was experiencing a new sensation, and at every ago a new sensation is a matter of great interest. Presently something seemed to stir Beatrice into great animation. "Mother 1" she said, "Mother 1 Listen, my pet, say after me, mother." He smiled his little smile, pursed up his lips, and made, for the first attempt, a very- fair imitation of the word. The tears streamed down Beatrice's cheeks. She kissed the boy passionately. "Say it again-say it always," she cried, "mother, mother, mother." The little autocrat, being in high good temper, consented to humor her, and all the way to London Beatrice taught her boy the new word, even made him dimly conipre- hqnd that it was in future to be the title of the person whom his lisping tongue had until now only given the name of Bee-Bee, or some such Infantile rendering of the style by which, he heard her addressed. The comfort which Ws readiness to .catch up the new word brought tq peatrlee's he^rji fttt CHAPTER XXTII. PAINFUL DUTIES. After the two great crimes of "removing the landmarks of the constitution to pander to tho masses," and not wiping one's shoes —the one an imperial, the other a domestic sin, yet equally grave—unpunctuality at table was the most heinous offence in the eyes of Horace and Herbert. Without being exactly gourmands they liked their food cooked to a turn. Most bachelors who have turned forty exhibit tho same liking. The Talberts took a great deal of trouble about their cuisine, and expected to bo rewarded by finding everything, from the salt to the salmon, as it should be. Such a matter as a hard-hearted potato Avas all but unknown at their table and would have formed the subject for a court of inquiry, and, If needed, a revision of kitchen utensils. At their refined dinnerparties It was understood that after a certain time of grace no one was to be Availed for. It Avas their theory that keeping several guests waiting for ono laggard Avas a, breach of politeness. There were Unkind people who said that tho brothers would break this rule for a lord. They \vrongcd our friends. They would have waited for no ono under tho rank of a duke or at least a marquis. So that Avhen Whittaker having struck the resonant gong and so proclaimed that lunch was ready, ten minutes passed by Avithout Beatrice's responding to its hospitable summons, it is no Avondcr that Horace and Herbert began to look grave. Tho soup Avas on the table; Whiltakcr was Availing his master's command, lie, Avho from long association, felt tho situation as much as they did looked absolutely sympalhetic. Although he had no reason to suppose her stone deaf he ventured to suggest that Miss Clansou had not heard tho gong. Tho beauty of tho Talbcrt's character Avas that politeness invariably triumphed ovei principle. Punctuality Avas hero tho principle; il was outraged yel forced for a while to submit. Horace forbade a repealed summons, and they actually Availed another five minntes before they sent Whitlakcr to Inquire for Miss Clauson. Whittaker reported lhat Miss Clauson, the nurse, and the little boy had gone out Immediately after break fast and had not yet returned. "Then tho nursery dinner Avill be spoiled too," said Horace sadly, as ho seated himself and ladled out Hie soup. Horace Avith ills kind heart felt for any ono who was doomed, to suffer from a spoiled dinner. After a solemn lunch Hie brothers waited for a Avhile in Iho dining-room. They expected every moment that Beatrice \vould appear. They did not of course mean to scold her, but Avero prepared to say a few Avords of mild remonstrance; to shoAV her, iu fact, how tho bad example of unpunotuality must demoralize an establishment. But as Beatrice did not appear the well- meant little lecture they wore tacllly preparing turned into open expressions ot! wonder as to why her morning ramble should bo so JUSTICE 1\ GERMANY. The Editors are Hand" Feeling the Just Now. "Mailed Justice in Germany has of late been illustrated in divers ways. A Hamburg editor is fined $55 for censuring the conduct of an officer in a garrison town in Silesia, who had thought it funny to accentuate (lie difference between tho military and the non-military ele. merits by ostentatiously naming bis dog "Civilist" (that K clvitaii). A Dresden court has lined the cdtor of the Dresdeuor Tageblntt. $1.7 for com. men ting somewhat, ironically on tho official doings and sayings of Dr. Von Stephen, one of Ills Imperial majesty's ecrotnrics of state, whose position is virtually analogous to her Britannic majesty's postmaster general. The em. ploymont of the term "ukase'' in lieu of "circular" was objected to and ex. centlou Avas also taken to tho strictures uiHiii a communication which not so much "requested" as "required" the postoflieo officials throughout the em. pi re to subscribe in aid of their Hamburg colleagues who bad ^ suffered through tho prevalence of cholera last yea r. ' The Incriminated article: bad, one would think not. unnaturally, suggest, ed that here the department might have obtained state aid. Tho tribunal, Avhile holding the editor to have acted in good faith, and while admitting his contention that be was justified In talc ing up the matter, lined Mm for the "ironical tone and form" of tho article. That, on tho other hand, "there are judges in Berlin" holds good still, and as a native of that: great city I rejoice that the boast is still true. The gifted editor of the Zukuuft, a hlgh.clnss Berlin weekly, Maximilian Harden, had, referring to the anniver. Harden, had, referring to the nnulver snry of the execution of Louis XL, published an article sotting forth that the training of future monarcbs was a question of gravest import, and that orlicuitnl prostration before the throne, and servile submission, must fatally beget In Ibe sovereign a feeling that ho was like ono of tho ancient gods on high (eiu ungozugolles Olyuiiplorgo fuhl). SomohoAA" this Avns supposed to suggest improper suggestions on the present German emperor, and an action for lese.majcste was brought and duly heard. The public prosecutor pleaded foi seemed as if the tire of the whole Con- xvloracy was centered on him, the bul- ets flying thicii around him. "Siuldunly lie hoard a miiiic ball sing- ii£4 In the air, and bo felt something strike hi.s leg. But the occasion was ir.uvnt and he kept up his glass. There was another "ping-g-g," and he felt another strike, aind so it continued. "The captain at last, lifted up his Hand and prayed; •(), Lord, 1 en n't go liomi 1 to my wife and children without either of my legs, but, O, Lord, let me get. home.' 'Finally there came I ho shouts of victory. The battle was won. With a lotiyxlrnwn sigh tho captain turned.- He shouted to ills orderly «t a. little ilistanco: Tin wounded, Jim. Coine and help me on my horse. I must go homo. It's- my last battle.' " 'No. 1 guess not.' replied the orderly. "'What's the matter? Come, hurry up. I'm wounded." " 'If you want me to help you, come hero.' sang out the orderly. "'Hut what's the trouble? Why caiti't you come bore? Don't: you see I'm 'wounded and almost 'dying?' " 'O. no, you are not,' sang out the orderly again. "Come hero Instantly, you rascal,' Bbouted tho commander. "'No, I won't; that's the biggest most of yellow jackets there I. ever saw in my" life,' was the final laughing reply of tho orderly/. "The storming swarm of hornets were the only mlnlc balls that had wtruck him." protracted. Perhaps she had gone some- lour mouths' imprisonment (!) but after Avhere to lunch. Perhaps something had a protracted trial, heard, oddly enough, this Perhaps happened. Just as they had reached last stage of supposition, Whittaker brought in a telegram. It was from Beatrice and sent from Oxford Circus. We are in London —it ran— do not be uneasy; will write tonight. They were greatly surprised, and marvel- led on what errand could she have gune to London? No doubt it was all right Shi? had most likely gone to her father's. IVr- haps Sir Maingay Avas ill. Beatrice might have intercepted a telegram and impulsively started oil at once. But Avliy take tho child and the nurse? Why - There, they were unable to make head or tail of the matter so could only Avait for the morning's post. "Beatrice might have been more explicit," said Horace, looking at the telegram once more. "Yes," said Herbert, "she had nine words to spare." "Telegrams are one of the pests of modern life," continued Horace. "People clash off these ill-worded, unpunctuated phrases instead of a proper letter. No one can write a decent letter noAV." Horace who had the gift of writing peculiarly well-constructed and elegant, if rather too lengthy epistles, felt keenly on the tendency of the age to conduct its coirespondence by means of short, snapping sentences after the manner of Mr. Mordle's style of talking. "I hope she will be back soon," said Herbert "Frank comes to us the day after tomorrow." -;••• CHICAGO A POL! TICAL CENTER W. W. Tracy of the National League of Republican Clubs Talks of the Future, CHICAGO, June £1.—President W. W. Tracy of the National League of Be- publican Clubs and Secretary Humphrey spent Sunday in looking fora location for the league office. Both were compelled to return to their homes, the former to Springfield and the latter to New York, and they will not decide upon a choice of the locations offered until their return next week. ale. Humphrey will have the effects of the New York office sent to Chicago on his return home. Speaking- of Chicago for the league headquarters Mr. Tracy said; "It is the first movement to the recognition of Chicago as tho political center of the United Sta es. I lirmly believe that Avith a few more years every political party in the couniry will hav« its permanent headquarters in Chicago, for in no other place can the entire country be kept in touch with the party. The repeated selection of this city for the nominating- conventions is an evidence to that effect, and I am qiad that it was the most effective department of the Republican party that has been the first to disaern the futuro political center of the country." GUILTY OF CONTEMPT. Henry Guy Curluton Fined BIS by m Court at Now York C'lty. NEW YOBK, June 20.—Henry Guy Carleton has been adjudged guilty of jonterapt of court and fined $15. He .s ordered to appear for examination in supplementary proceedings June .'7. Samuel R. Morrison secured judgments aggregating $345.84 igainst Carleton. Sept. 22 ho got an in camera. Herr Harden was happily acquitted. The Landesgericht, the tribunal in question, publishes the reason Avhy, and sets forth that, in contrasting 1792 and 1.892, the author bad Avritten carefully and convincingly, and that his remarks Avere throughout full of proper spirit of looking at the position of a modern monarch. True reverence towards the ruler of a realm was shown not by slavish subserviency, but by speaking the truth, and as long as the form of the comments was not disrespectful—as in this case it certainly Avas not—a. loyal subject: might surely say, exempt gratia, that theoretical training for tho throne did not suffice; that tho sovereign must go on learning while ho governs; and that only experience can bring home to him that Avorld Avido reforms can not be brought about by a stroke of the imperial pen. "And so," tho judicial .statement concludes, "we see neither in verbis expreals nor in the whole train of thought any Infringement of the laAV." Verdict nc. cordingly. HIS FIDDLES. Ronienyi Has Sixty.tiwo Carrying an Insurance of $90,000. The fondness of musicians for their Instruments is provterbial, but it is doubtful if there arc any more enthu. plastic collectors of valuable instruments than the violin virtuoso, Remen. yi. The maestro IUIOAVS the pedigree of every famous violin in the world, and, if his fortune were sufficient, it is probable ho would acquire the grea' or portion of them. His collection Is not largo, but it is considered among the best in existence, embracing as it does fine specimens of Amati, Cremona, Guarniorlus, Stradivarius, Lupot, Magi, ni and others. The Sou Francisco Ex. amiuor says: Remonyi carries more In. surance on his violins and expresses more solicitude about them than most people do on and about their lives. His collection consists of 62 instru. ments, and the value that he olaces upon them would make an insurance man's hair turn gray. Strive as lie Avill, ho cannot induce the agents to Avrite a greater risk than $00,000 on them, and on this amount lie cheerfully pays premiums annually. Of course they do not all accompany him iu his tiUA'cls, but oven tho four qr.flvs specimens that form part of his personal baggage on concert tours, represent, in his eyes at least, a considerable fortune. "The Titan" and "Her Ladyslilp" are two special pets which arc seldom out of sight. For one ho has refused $12. 000, and the other the astonishing sum of $25,000. They have joint occupation of a heavy solo leather case, and the old master's solicitude for them Avould bo comical but for the genuineness of his distress when he fears they are jrder for Carletou's examination in threatened with injury, •supplementary proceedings. In the meantime Caiiuton paid all but $200. 'His counsel wrote to Morrison saying that Carleton's last play had been a failure, and that he was paying alimony to two wives and counsel fee» to two firms of lawyers. LEAVES LIMA SOON. John Hicks wm Bid Adieu to Peru Next Week. Lima, Peru, j«ae 80.—Minister Bioko ie f ooMjy -\yjil leave lor home via Osllfor^a J\»e %?, J, n.e,w BALLS AVITH WINGS. Officer's Kxperienco iin the Hot at Round Mountain. Fight That AA'as a good story Avhich Rev. 0. J. K. Jones, of Loxiisvillo, told in a Boston pulpit the other day.- He said: "An alwmisit always reminds me of a friend of mine who was a cominamder at the battle of Eouiud mountain," says the Boston Journal. "It was a h.ot flgWr^oiie, o| ttye hottest of the At t MFtt<a4arJy intense part JCU.HTOIUS Journal Printed iu the Handwriting of the Editor. At, Prince Albert, a remote but busy village In tho Canadian Northwest, a weekly newspa.per is, or recently was, regularly published in the handwriting of Its proprietor, editor, reporter, adver. tisiug agent and printer, the live being ono man. Ho adorned his lively four. page shoot with, caricatures rudely cop. led from! comic papers and decorated bis liorso aud stock "ads" with, rxnigh' on rats. The paper appeared in purple ink" from a gelatine copying press or hekto. graph, and Its editorials and local news were usually so clearly presented that tjio little journal was influential in tho territories, was road with avidity in the newspaper offices of eastern Canada and constantly quoted as an au; thoriiy. ! i .'i-i Tho most northerly of newspapers is said to be the Nord Kap, published weekly In Ha.mmerfost, Norway, by Peter Johanncscn, who lh r es and works in a little turf. roofed house. . The Nord Kap is, however, regularly printed from news received by a ship which 'touches at Hammorfest but onco in eight days. Sometimes the latest UOAVS arrives on the day of publication for the former batch, and then "the latest" does not got into the Nord Kap till it has been known 14 days or more to the great world to .tho southward. But the most curious paper of all is that described by G. A. Sala, as for. uierly published In the Deccan. Tills paper AATIS lithographed every morning on a, square of white cotton cloth. Af. tor having perused it, the subscribers employed it as a pocket handkerchief. Then they sent it to tho local Avasher. Avoinan, AA'ho returned it, a clean square of white cotton, to the publisher, who IHIiogra plied and issued the same shoots again and again. -'I MUSS ANNIE CLARK. ( Considered ]\l]r. Booth an Excellent Man to Act For. "Mr. Bootli was a delightful man to act for; he was so fair, so kind and so just In all his dealings Avith the profession. I have a great admiration for him as a man and as an artist," said Miss Annie Clark. "He was a noble example to tho younger men on the stage. I always felt proud of such a man iu the theatrical profession. His simplicity and modesty were those of a child, but it would have been sacrl. lego to have complimented him upon anything he over did, not because of his pride, Avhilo ho had some of that, but because ho shrank from publicity aud flattery. I think he Avould have withdrawn from the stage long ago, although practically ho has been out of the profession for -a couple of years, but for the horror of a public withdraw, al from the stage. "I first acted with Booth in 1801 at the Howard Athenaeum, I Avas quite young then, and played a minor part to Booth's Hamlet. I loved to study him through the Aviugs, for ho Avas a handsome young man, and I AATJS a girl. 1 bad not yet come to the understand, ing and years where I could appro, elate him for his artistic qiialtles. About nine years ago I played the Queen to his Hamlet at tho museum, and then, as never before, perhaps, I was con. clous of his grand, artistic power. He Avas very quiet, and I believed him to' be a born actor, rather than one made by art and cultivation; that is, he Avould have shone brilliantly had he never been trained for the profession. "His unconsciousness of self gave him an ease of manner that Avas delight, ful to those about him. He never dis. played any of those little disagreeable mannerisms that one meets with so often, aud he never assumed anything, To act Avith Booth was a pleasure, not a task, and everyone was only too anx, ious to do some practical thing tfxat would assure Mr. Booth of 'his or her intense admiration for him. He treated 1 all alike; the poorest and most menial on the stage was to Wm as much, a? the star. I |raveje4 fri-th, Mm, Jo N.ew York,

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