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THE tlPPEft DES MOINES, ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, JtlLT 12 1893* AFailf \ BV trrratf rw BT HUOH COKWAY, Collect Bock" £tfr Ifta. . Although Carruthers did hot find the man he wanted he found some one else— Sylvanus Mordle. Sylvanus and his tricycle formed the centre of a sympathetic group of villagers. Something had gone wrong with the metal steed, and the curate, smiling as if a foundered tricycle was one of the greatest unexpected blessihgs that can visit a clergyman, Was examining wheels, spokes, cranks, and chains. Various suggestions, some prompted by rustic wit, were hazarded by lookers on. "Got the staggers;" "want's a feed, poor thing ;" "light a fire under him, Blr," &c. &c. Sylvanus took the jokes of his flock in good part, but, presently looking up, saw Carruthers among the spectators. He left his helpless machine, and the two friends shook hands warmly. "Here," said Moi-ille, turning to his flock, "bring that affair to my house, some of you. Now, old fellow," to Frank, "come and have a chat. Heard you were to be down this •week. Come to my lodgings." He took Frank's arms and swept him away. "Can't give you more than a cup of tea," he continued, "tobacco nittf tea— that's the worst of being in the church. Can't dare to offer a friend whisky until after ten o'clock at night. An enemy might go by unawares." He rattled on niuvrlly, and appeared to be In the highest spirit*. This, of course, was because lie felt c'Tt in that Frank's second visit to Oakbury \vuuld not have been paid had Beatrice remained an unattainable prize. Frank only came again, because lie felt sure that a second attempt would mean success. "Lots to say to you— lots," jerked out Sylvanus, as they entered his rooms. "Fan- Bhawe writes mo that you are going to give up coaching. Want to hear all about it; but wait till the tea's miule. Ever see me make tea?" ' "Wonderful tiling tea is," he continued. "Cheap tea helps Cluistianity tremendously. Great blessing." Ho put the already steaming kettle fully on the fire, and opened a canister. "I— I, Sylvanus Mordle, found out the error of modern tea-making. People make it as they made it twenty years ago •when it cost seven-and-six a pound— spoonful each head, oni! fur the pot. i go on a sliding scale, according to price." lle absolutely shovelled in the tea, and dashed the boiling water on it. "Now twominutes, and then pour. Tho aroma, the soul of the tea, is caught. Taste I" Frank thought that even an aroma must be cunning and subtle if it managed to escape this bustling, energetic parson. The tea was certainly good. "Now," said Mordle, stretching out bis long legs, "tell me the news." During the process of tea-making Frank had been reflecting. He saw that he wanted aid— more aid than Horace and Herbert, whose one idea was to conceal Beatrice's flight from the neighboring gossips, could .give him. He knew that Sylvanus was true &s steel, and wouhl keep the secret. He hoped to gather from him some useful particulars as to Beatrice's every-day life during the last few months. So he told Sylvanus the news— the whole news. : And having told it, Frank Carruthers saw what few, very few in this world have ever seen; that was the Rev. Sylvanus Mordle looking the picture of utter misery and self- reproach. The change in the man positively startled Carruthers. "It's been on my mind ever since," said .Mordle, dejectedly. : "What's been on your mind? For mercy's ••sake speak out if you have any clue to give/ "I have been very wrong. I ought never to have yielded. But I did, I couldn't refuse." : "Did what? Pull yourself together, and 'toll mo what you nie.ri." Mordle did so, and gave Frank the whole history of the expedition to Blacktown. Frank, who a few hours before had heard all about the Hawlings claim, tried to relieve Mordle's mind, and to a certain extent succeeded. However, the curate still retained the impression Unit the visit to the "Cat and Compasses" was in some way responsible (or the girl's flight. Frank had some trouble to get him to promise to withhold his confession from the Talburts. i He resolved to ilucl tliis woman whom Beatrice had visited, and to learn what o& curred at the interview. He felt half inclined to veer round to Horace's original theory, that Beatrice had fl«d to insure her pet's safety. Perhaps the man with whom Whittaker had struggled was a lawyer's emissary. Beatrice might have paid her mysterious visit in order to delay proceedings. If so her Btrango act was but an act of folly, and all would come right in the end. 1 He tried very hard to take this view of fche ease, but lie could not. No, there was more, much more, In the background, and lie felt that the man lie had. seen held the key of the puzzle. Ho cursed his own unreadi- ness of resource in having let him- go so easily. i fcuA-PTisn xxv. 1 AKOTIIIili PAINFUL TASK, The dinner that ni^ht at Hazlowood House was a dreary affair. Frank did not see his hosts until the gong sounded. Their calls had kept them so long that they were obliged to dress in undue haste to avoid unpunctuality in their own persons, a tiling which would have amounted to a kind of moral suicide. The conversation whilst Whittaker was in the room was naturally forced. Frank could Indeed tell them of the contemplated change In his life, but as all the while lie was thinking how Beatrice would have received the news, liis communication was made with none of his usual vivacity, Horace and Herbert were mildly astonished. They trusted — in that way which implies doubt— that it would bo for the best. To give up a certainty for an uncertainty seemed a pity; but of course Frank know his own business best. A remark with which Mr. Carrutliers mentally agreed, It seemed quite in order with the misfortunes of the house that the bottle of 1858 should have been shaken in some way and appeared cloudy, not to say thick. It might have been as thick as pea soup for all Frank <sared. Nothing, or noxt to nothing, was said during dessert about the recent painful event. Frank sat moody and sile.nt, He was working out problems; connecting Beatrice's flight with the man of the afternoon and the visit to the inn. For Beatrice's sake he was now fighting for his own hand. Horace and .Herbert he eliminated from the inquiry. , His moodiness affected his hosts, and up<on his refusal to take more wine they suggested an adjournment -to the drawing-room. Frank agreed readily. At any rate ho could sit there and gazo at Beatrice's portrait. "Do you mean to take any further steps?" he asked. "I think not," said Horace. "Herbert and I have talked the matter over and feel there Is no move to be done. We saw a great many people this afternoon, and i am sure have left ft general Impression that Beatrice has gone to visit friends." bert, "but one we felt must be performed. In fact. It was due to ourselves to forestall gossip." "I am sure Frank quite understands the situation," said Horace. A satirical smile curled round Frank's lips. "It must have been most painful," lie said; "you must have felt like two Spartan boys with a joint fox under their clothes." "Yes," said Herbert, simply; "we did." "I have often heard the simile used," said Horace, "but its great strength never struck me until now." Carrutliers gave a short quick laugh; he could not hfln it. The brothers looked surprised. Tuey could see no reason for any approach to merriment. A biting sarcasm came to the young man's lips, but lie restrained it, and in a moment was glad he had done so. It would have wounded these two kind, mild-looking men, who, no doubt, were as unabln to realize the anxiety raised in his breast by Beatrice's flight, as lie was unable to comprehend the importance of the consequences which they were making such sacrifices to avert. Seeing tilings in the same light is a matter of constitution, education, and training. Just liirn Whittaker brought in tea, and whilst lie handed it round, Frank had leisure to rejoice, insomuch us he had kept his tongue in commaml. But misfortune had not yet done with Hazlewood House. Frank, in moving his arm, knocked down a cup.and sent its scalding contents over one of the several delicious little Chippendale tables, tno pncie o'f tiie Talberta' hearts' and the envy of their lady friends. The simile of the Spartan boy and the fox must linvo seemed nven more appropriate to Horace mid Herbert as they smilingly assured Frank it was of no consequence, none whatever. They did not oven ring for aid. Tills, however, was because Whittaker, who had wltii'.'HSLHl the catastrophe, was already on his way to thy scene with an armful of soft cln f ii<5. lie mopped, and dabbed, and Avlpfid tins laole as tenderly as a mother might perform the ablutions of an infant who BUi'i'ci'i'd from some irritation of the skin. H:.'..2J and Herbert watched him for awhile, Ti.l then, :ioilo"»t thinking their apparent carelessness had eased Frank's mind, joined in the, rubbing and wiping, They twisted up corners of their glass-cloths and poked I hem into every little corner ami interstice uxacily as ncluiinly nur.su would have explored the, ears and eyes of her infant char;;;. Fran!: was compelled to stand by all t!iu ti::is and t'csel wir.it a clumsy ruffian he hid boon. He sighed hU relief as Whittaker at last gathered up the dusters and depaniMl. Conversation languished. The misfortune to the table seemed to have driven Beatrice Into the background. There Is nothing Hko a second grief for drlvingout the first. Frank felt that. Horace and Herbert were atlll thinking of thnt Hi-used piece, of furniture. He was right. Presently Horace slipped out of the room, r.nd returned with a small bottle of furn:two polish and ft piece of flannel. Gravely mid deliberately lie began polishing his slender-legged Chippendale treasure. Frank could stand it no longer. There is a limit to penune;.!, n.v.njly, lui.u.m endurance. His nerves, after the. events of thfi day, Aver;; highly strung, and he felt that if he watched ilor.iee any longer lie mint burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. "Can't we go ami-smoke?" hn said. "Certainly," said Herbert, whoso mind was now more easy about the table. He tic- companiea Frank to the dining-room, whore, by and by, Horace joined thorn, He,brought with him an unmistakable odor 01 furniture- polish, so that Frank's remorse AVI\S by the medium of his olfactory uerycs, sfill kept awake. ••>»• •»--^ "TheTo 1« another painful duty to per form," said Horace, helping himself to a cigarette. Frank could not help thinking that the uiimentioned painful duty was connected with tlio table, "We feel that we are bound to let Sir Mnlltgay know w^t, h,«s happened," . . .^^ "Of course,- He is her father." '' ' ""' "Yes, he must bo told. We think it better to make the communication orally." Horace was one who never misused the word "verbal." "We shall run up to town to-morrow and see him." Frank had already been framing in his mind various excuses for a sudden departure. IIo J'olt that, fond ;is ho wns of Horace and Herbert, their constant society would at the present juncture drive him half mad. He Jumped at the chance.of escape. "I'll go with you," ho said. They protested against this, but Frank was firm. "My dear fellows," lie said, "I have opened my heart to you. 1 have told you my true reason for paying this visit. How can I possibly stay hero with Beatrice away?" He had his way. It was arranged they should all go to London on the morrow. Frank suggested that before going they should Inquire if Beatrice had drawn any money from the bank. So on their way through tliu town the next day Horace and Herbert had an interview with Messrs. Furlong, and Co,, and ascortaiiHHl that tholr niece had tnken one thousand pounds with her. When they came oiit of the bank they foiuid Frank missing. Indeed, ho kept them waiting fully five minutes before ho reappeared, lie had just been round tlio corner, he said, looking at soino of the quaint old Blacktown houses. The truth is lie Jiad been to the "Cat and Compasses," seen the. expansive widowed landlady and ascertained the address of her worthy friend, Mrs. Rawlings. No doubt the Talberts could have given him this, but lie did not care to trouble them for it. As William Giles had accompanied ids masters in order to drive the horses back, the Talberts, until they were in the train, could not make known to Frank the result of their inquiries at the bank. Frank heiird the news gloomily. The sum taken by Beatrice showed that she meant her absence to bo a prolonged one. "Did you get tlio numbers of the notes?" he asked. They had not done so. "I should get them. The first one she changes can bu traced back, and we shall know where she is." "1 should never have thought of that," said Herbert, admiringly. Horace said nothing. Conscience told him he would not have thought of it, but S3lf- respect bade him hide, the fact. In London they parted. The Talberts went to their favorite hotel, and Frank, who wished to be quite free and unfettered in his researches, wont to his. Tho next day the brothers called on Sir Maingay Cluuson, and Frank found the way to 143 Gray Street, the purveying establishment of Messrs. Rawlings Bros. He asked for Mrs. Rawlings, and not knowing whether it was Mrs. John or Mrs. Joseph, was compelled to describe her as the one who had been at Blacktown some few days ago. That was Mrs. John. Mr. and Mrs. John were away. Would not be back for at least a week. No one knew exactly where they were. In their absence, caused perhaps by another wildgoose chase after a supposed sou, Frank was compelled to defer his researches. His heart was very heavy. It peemod to Win that he would only find Beatrice by the prosaic way of tracing back the bank notes. He wished He bad not suggested this course to Horace and Her- He went dowh to Oxford ami settled his affairs as best he could. He arranged with klordle's friend, Fanshawe, a brother coach, o take such pupils as he could send htm. So itterly unfit did lie feel for work that he was glad to think that his new appointment did lot become a fact for six months; so that, sxcept for the book which tie had to see lirotigh the press, he would have nothing to occupy him but the. search for Beatrice. Horace and Herbert were more successful .11 their call. Sir Maingay was at home and appeared delighted to see them. But this effusiveness only covered a curtain fear with which, perhaps on account of their striking resemblance to Ills dead Wife, the baronet always regarded his tall, grave brothers-in- law. To my mind, a widower who marries again had better make a clean sweep of all :iis first wife's relations. A painful duty, yet due to one's self, as the Talberts would say. "So glad, so very glart, to see you, Horace; so delighted, Herbert," exclaimed Sir Maingay. "How well you both look I never saw you looking better," They told him they wero very well. "You don't seem to grow a day older. No family cares to vex you. Most men keep young as bachelors. A faintly means re- spon'sibility as well as pleasure, you know." Sir Malngay nodded his head contentedly'as one who knows all about it. Just then a tremendous clatter took place overhead. It sounded like the beating of wood on ringing metal. "Repairs, I suppose?" said Horace. 'Oil, no. 1 expect that's my young rogues at play—sturdy yoiuis rascals they are," added the fond, middle-aged parent as the din increased. "The nursery seems very near," said Herbert. Horace looked very disgusted. 'It isn't the nursery," said the baronet. "I expect they're in the b.itn-room, just overhead. They get in then 1 sometimes and beat uiy sponge bath with their ninepins. We all liked that sort of thing when we were boys you know." Horace and Herbert were silent. They knew Jittlo about the ways of children, but felt it a cruel libel on themselves to suggest that, they had In their most unthinking years ever been guilty of such conduct. "I'll ring and stop the rogues," said Sir Maiiigay. "I'll have them brought down here. You'd like to see my boys, wouldn't yon, Horace? You would Herbert?" An affirmative trembled on Herbert's kind lips, but Horace sternly interposed. "No; not just j-et, Maingay; we have come to see you about an important matter. But we can wait till—till the boys have done." Fortunately at that, moment some one less indulgent than the father must have captured the little boys and led them away. Serious conversation was once more a possibility. "We have something to say to you about Beatrice," said Horace. Now, Beatrice was the very last subject which Sir Maingay eared to discuss with his ui<».iieia-m-jan. -auiiough they hail never said so much, lie fell tlmt they altogether disapproved of his conduct with respect his daughter. Ho felt that they thougf.it ho should not have gone abroad and lot't l\er to herself, although she had been so loft by her own expressed wish. To some people, especially those whose consciences wero ill at ease, tin; Talberts' grave, unspoken' censure wns more terrible tUau vituperation from any one else. "About Beatrice," said Sir Maingay. "Not ill, I hope? I thought her looking far from well when she left here." "No, she is not ill—but we are in some wxiety on her account." "Ah, 1 think I know, I think I'm quite ]>r.v,,ateil for what you are going to say." Hi/race raised Ills eyebrows. "You are I" lie said. "If so, it will make our task, easier." "Much easier," said Herbert. "Well, you arc going to say that young Carrutliers is In Jove with my girl. He came here oneo ov twice; I saw it then. He told ma life was golliH doSvii to your place," "Yes, that is part of what we were going to say " They had decided it was as well to let Sir Maingay know of Frank's ambition. "Well," said the baronet, "I like Carruthers. Besides he is a kinsman of yours. 1 assure you, my dear Horace, my deal' Herbert, I can never forget the many happy years spent with poor—" he actually hesitated for the name. Think of that all young wives who believe, that your husbands will be inconsolable should deatli remove you!— •'with a much beloved member of your family." "Thank you," said Horace, quietly. He recognized tlio fact that Sir Maingay meant well'. "Besides," continued the baronet. "Beatrice, is entirely her own mistress. She has u will of her own. I have no power over her fortune, which, by the by, is almost as large as my own. This is just as it should be, because with tlioso sons of mine it will bo impossible for mo to add to her income at my death." So he rattled on, bringing out what was really a justification of himself. "My dear Maingay," said Horace, mildly, "woiiid it Jiof by butter if you heard what wo have to say and made your comments after,-. wards?" "It would bo a great deal better, Maingay," said Herbert. From the days of their first acquaintance they had always assumed this air of superiority over the respectable nobleman. Ho had never even struggled against it. So ho obeyed and was silent. They told him all about Beatrice. Her letter they could not show him having forgotten to ask Frank to return it, Sir Maingay listened but did not appear much upset, "We will of course take any stops you wish, or aitt you in any steps you may take," saiil Horace, in conclusion. "It's a nuisance, but I don't see any steps to bo taken," said Sir Maingay, composedly. "Neither do we. But we felt it right you should know at once." "Quite so, As I said, Beatrice always had a will of her own. She is full of strange freaks—full of them. As you know for some extraordinary reason she wouldn't be presented, and can't live in the same house with her mother " "Her mother 1" exclaimed the Talberts in a breath, and glancing simultaneously at a certain picture on the wall; an upright landscape which filled the space once occupied by the portrait of Sir Malnguy's "ALL." Tho baronet colored. "With my wife, I mean. You may be sure this is but a freak of the girl's. She has her maid with her, you say—a respectable, middle-aged woman. Oh, it will be all right. Perhaps she means 'to write a book. Ladies do all sorts of things to write books nowadays Lady Fanny Beaumont went through Patagonia and shot some niggers or something. There's another lady who roughs it in Italy and Spain. Fancy Spain, Herbert! You know what a beastly hole Spain is. Women do all sorts of out-of- •the-wny things now." • / "Some women." said Horace, severely. His ideal woman, if he had one, did no strange things. "However, if you are con- .tented there is nothing more to say." ' "I'm uot contented. It's a nuisance to think of 3 child you love wandering heaven knows where. But she'll turn up all right again, Ah 1 here's my wife; we'll hear what she thinks of it," Lady Clauson entered looking as usual vory beautiful, llofaco and Herbert, rose and greeted her with solemn gallantry. They were always particularly attentive and courteous to Sir Mainstay's second wife. This Hie lady attributed to her charms. She wns quite wrong. The Talberts were only anxious to show that if Sir Maingny chose to marry again It was a matter of no eov.ceru to to them. Lady Clauson was told the news. She tunwd to her husband triumphantly. As many better bred people sometimes do, she forgot herself. "I always told you she would do something disgraceful," said her ladyship. "My dear! my dear Isabel I" snid SirMitln- jtay. "lie glanced timidly at his brothers-in- law. Horace and Herbert rose like two figures worked by one spring. Their calm eyes looked down their straight noses and concentrated their giv/.e on Lady Clauson, who turned very red. "Madam," said Horace, "the members of our family, and, I believe I limy say, of Sir Malugny's family, are not In the habit of doing disgraceful things. Hentrlne may have- left us unadvisedly, but I am eertnin her reason, it' known, would meet with her father's itnd with our approval." Lady Clauson at once, saw her mistake and apologized humbly. An apology which the brothers accepted gracefully. Then after having been shown the nursery treasures they took their leave. "MahiRay does not improve as ho grows older," said Horace. Herbert shook his head mournfully as one who wished to gainsay a fact but dare not. Lady Clauson, in splteof her apology, told her husband that JJwitriee had done, something disgraceful. "Oh, no, my dear," said Sir Malngay. "It's only a freak. Yon know. I won't say for whnt reason, she can't eonie. buck here to live. Well, she's grown tired of life down at Oakbury. 1 don't wonder at it. Horace and Herbert are, two regular old women. They dam their own stockings, make antimacassars, aud all sorts of things. She was ashamed to say she was tired of the life, so went oil: on her own account." Here was yet, another niotlvu attributed to Beatrice. Nothing is more risky than the attributing of. motives. It Is as dangerous as prophesying before the event A "SASSIETY" AFFAIR KNOCKED DOWN A KINO. How n Pugnacious Guard Won a Spanish Title of N ability. Thq death of the Ooxmt of Funen- rostro,. a Spuuisu uoblemaiii, recalls a singular story of the. past which is toW iu the Million. The Emperor Charles V bunting one day—so the storj AY TEMPLETON'S FAST HUBBY HANDSOMELY FLOGGED. JOUNTKNANCK POLISHED UP BY AN 1N.TUUED 1WIEND. New York Swelldom Agog Over an "Affair" of Two of Its Shining Lights —Howcll Osborne's Pretty Face Sadly Disfigured, "Donclier Know"—A "Weal Bad Man." goes,, which is very likely founded upon au actual occurrence, but in its details may hUA r c considerably modernized it the long time Avhich .linsi lapsed—Avitl o,ue of his body guard at Ills side Charles Avns a redoubtable lunnter, am 1 so Avas the guard. Presently a par tridge passed quite high over thei lieads. Both sportsmen fired at the same time and the bird fell. It Ava brought by the Emperor's servants;, "Which one of us, do you think," sail Charles, "killed this partridge?" , "It Avas I," aflia the guard, !! '"Thou Host, scoundrel}'- 1 ' exclaimed the Emperor, He had hardly spoken Avhen tlie guard struck him so severe a blow in tlie face that lio could not keep his foot. 'Charles' first movement wad to point the gxm straight at tlie audacious guard aind pull thei trigger' hut the weapon had Just been discharged, aud had uot been reloaded, • . Wliile the Emperor Avas reloading ho decided that he would not shoot tlio guard on the spot. He sent him to prison instead, with orders to prepare for his execution. "Your fault is the greater," said tlie Emperor, "because there Avas doubt whether tliou didst really kill the bird." "There is no doubt, sire, iu my mind," said the guard. "Will you permit me to see tlie bird?" The partridge AA'as brought and the guard showed the Emperor that it bad been killed witli a ball from bis rifle. The Emperor had been using bird shot all day. The Emperor felt a little remorse at this, but did not countermand his order for the guard's death; but at the last moment lie had the man brought before him. "Dost tliou repent of striking me?" "No, sire," said the guard. "If 1 had a thousand lives and Your Majesty shoxilcl tell me a thousand times, Avith- out reason, that I lied, a thousand times would I put my fist in your face (ml paiio eSi el rostro) and a thousand times would I go calmly to tlie block," The Emperor sat pensively for some time revolving the matter In his mind. Tlie AA'ordsi mi pano en el rostro rankled a little in his mind, but finally he said: i"My reign has need of such men as you, after all. I Avisli there was a thousand like you! Live, and be known hereafter as the Count of Puueiirostro!" The Count became the most devoted of Charles' vassals, and bis family has survived to this day. New York, July 0.—Howell Osbonie, he rich son of ills laite father, Charles r. Osborne, and the reputed husband of tlie om-e .popular, pretty and chic y Templeton, Avas assaulted and bad- y beaten early Saturday morning by a sporting man named Heed Waddell. The story is a tale of two cdttes and lie origin of the trouble dates back o Paris two years ago. Waddell was a high flyer at that time among the young sporting element n Paris that frequents tlie Grand hotel, ,he American liars ami poker rooms. When Osborne arrived In Paris lie recognized Waddell as a man who had a history in New York and elscAvhorc and advised Ills friends to fight shy of him. Trouble Avas 'Chen threatened by Waddell, but nothing came of it at the time. Osborne recently visited Paris nnc he aud Waddell came together again Waddell had backed Yigiiaux iu bis billiard match against 'Scliaefer am' AVOU upAvnrd of $10,000. He Avas doing the grand iu a distant hind Avlien Osborno again arrived on Hie scene and again circulated stories regarding Waddell's character. The usual mutual friend, of course, repeated Howell's allegations to Waddell, Avho scut Osbonie a formal declaration tha ho Avould "lay him out" the first tlmt they chanced to meet. I-Io-wcll backed down and offered to AvltlulraAV his remarks and apologize, but Waddell AvoidduU listen. The feud Avas not patched up, but tlie men did not meet until last Saturday morning. Osborne was seated iu Burn's oyster house in Sixth avenue near Forty- i slight lisp, for he hncl '.ost sor.ie teeth ind his lips we/. 1 u..t n.i 1 swollen. "My a.'Sfllant." s.,M IK-. "was a person named ReldwnrtiKc. I believe it's nil one uaine. He has a police recottl. c was al>out Inlf past two o'clock u tin.- nibtiiing. i wns eating supper with friends when he entered with :hreo frionils. He awusL'd me of some- ;hing A\lik-h in- alleged occurred in Paris a year a.iu>. I d^'ed the charge, • iiul he assumed a threatening attitude. rose to defend myself. "I m not quite certain Avho struck lie livst blow, or whether Ileidwaddle's 'rlends took part Avitlv him in the assault. I was knocked down and senseless. No, I have made no complaint and no arrests ha.ve been made. I WHS requested uot to do as i personal favor to Mr. Bums, the proprietor of the restaurant." Mr. Osbome said ho Intended to go to Paris with his wife In about two Aveeks. If all the stories told in the Tenderloin precinct, Avliere Howell Osborne has "trotted so many liea.ts," are true the young man has shoAvii a, fine degree of speed sluce his return from the Pacific, slope, lie wont; to the Casino two or .three nights ago after dining Avitli friends aud spoke his mind freely to the man in the box ofllce because be couldn't got 'the seats he wanted. With him were two men, one a French bookmaker, who is known as Don- uaclz. They finally secured a box. In the box above them Avas a party, two members of which A\'ere .Tosoiphlue Plows-Day and Mnrtc Greeiiwald. Tho story goes thait after the second act the ladles left the box. They saw Osborne. Miss Plows-Day said, "1 don't AVtiut to meet that man," and turned her back on him. He brushed against her elbow, and a Union club man, AA'hose name no one will reveal, marched up to Osborne and said':— "Is there anything you want here?" "Yes," answered Osborne, "I want, to speak to your friend." "What friend?" "The lady who just Avent in." "You are -mistaken. She lias nothing to do Avitli you." Osborne made a careless remark and nothing more Avas said until the club- man and his friends had taken the ladies away. Then, returning to the roof garden, the two men met Osborne aud his companions. Osbome • offered to light a duel, and sai4 th.at furthermore he Avonld pay- tbc passage to Europe of any iniul who. was a gentle- fifth street about ouo o'clock. His companions Aver-e two and au elderly mail, Waddell' entered and, uot noticing answer:— Osbome, Avna passing on to a taible Avhcn ho hoard his name mentioned In man who would settle the difficulty n<m Iu a gentleman's way. He asked for the InMlier mini's card an. a derogatory manner and, turning, was miul s C!ml mul got thls for I have yet to learn, sir, itiiat you are a gentleman. I know your nan^e, b,ut your standing as a gcn.tlpm.an AylU have to be ve.rll1.cd. to mo ljofo.ro I accept any proposition from you. I have heard, ft confronted by bis old enemy. "At last!" he exclaimed. "I told you - .,, . . fY1Qi I'd lick you on ,si£lit ami lioro goes!" £ l ' 0(lt rann y rtllluffs to P rcvent m * """ The men were a,t It hammer and beHovIng that you ore a gentlemali ; ^ongs in a second. With his first blow ewn if > r ° u m*-Mr. Howell Osborne." n a secon. Waddoll knocked out Osborne's two Thc last wo « ls ^ wero with a beautiful front teeth. The second blacked both his eyes and before Waddell could be dragged off he had knocked Osborne out completely, receh r iug in return only a slight cut over one eye. i , | The restaurant Avas in a state o* Avild tumult, and! Waddell, taking advantage of the confusion, slipped out aud disappeared. Osbome Avas .picked up, AA'ashed off and taken home. As Waddell Avalked aAvay a gentleman iu evening clothes approached him aud, grasping him warmly by the hand, said:— "I don't know Avho yOii are, but I congratulate yoii oh licking that felloAV. Ho has needed it for a loilg 'time!" Osborne had engaged rooms at Holly- Avoocl, Long Branch, for the Fourth, but has uot yet gone there. The affair has been kept a profound secret and tlie police have as yet taken no action In the premises nor Is it likely they will. Waddell AA r as very fearful thait he Avould get into serious trouble over the fight and took Mr, Abe Hummel into his confidence. Mr. Hummel has personally promised to Superintendent Byrnes to produce Waddell any time he is Avante'd, I ; WaddlelTs nervousness arose front tlie natural cause of having a history, Ho is flu old friend and associate of "Grand Cembral Pete," ,tho king of the 'buucoers, and was also mixed up in the little game In Boston Avhereby the late Charles Francis Adams AA r as induced to give up checks for a large amount of money. AflPTLY SAID. Washington Star. The "silver-tongued" orator is, no doubt, now thinking of changing his name. Cliioago Blade. The ups and dOAViis of summer life are best told by thermometers. Buffalo Express. Hector Ahlwardit lias again gone to jail for libeling Prussian officials. This is an outrage. Ahlwardt should have been sent to an insane asylum. Troy Press. If every battleship on earth, saving their crews, Aveiit to tlie bottom, the Avorld woxild be the better for the fact. Chicago Record; The Columbian souvenir half dollar remains serenely unaffected by the depreciation In silver. , *TJ Commercial Advertiser, variety Qrover his fat ddddddd"'nd'Htfu ffl ffl ffl He is said since then, though, to have reforme completely and given up liis former ways and associates. Superintendent Byrnes, convinced of Ills good intentions, has allowed him to remain in New York dependent on .uis good behavior. It is not thought that the mere fact of having licked Howell Osborne for cause Avill suffice to bring him again under the ban of the police. He is a medium sized, good looking mau, clean shaven and always faultlessly dressed. Osbonie, as every one In the city kuoAvs, is fat and flabby and not at all the man to be afraid of In a fisticuff. Waddell Is following the races at Moumouth park at present and cannot bs found at any of his accustomed haunts In NOAV York. Despite Ills drubbing HoAvell Osborne appeared in Wall street Monday. When ho strolled from the office of Broker Frank Savin ho wore dark colored gog- g'es -which proved au effective ^Js- gulw, When In ills broker's office he an ordinary pair of glasses to W8 possible to observe thq vehemence and force which caused % tenrpwiry. hill In I?!? performance, 1 and the ushers told all the participants iu the nrgiimdnt that they must adjourn to another place -to continue v o dispute, " ' ^''Z'd .T7^; ; •''''!•"['i»£J Iu the lobbyy nj} the " quarrelled passed fMll tile building, tlie cliivalrlc Osbonie launched a nalf-ai'm blow at the man who had dubbed him no gen- r tlomaii. It AA r as properly parried, and, the informant said, "Osborne got a ' slight crack in the jaw besides.". TO HUNT SLAVE HUNTERS. E. J. Glave, Stanley's Lieutenant, tin* dertakes a Hazardous Task. Your genuine explorer doesn't seem to care veiy much where or what he explores. It seems to be sufficient for him if be can visit any portion of the earth that has never been investigated aud there find things unknoAvn before. Peary's Is a case in point. After he once got the exploring fever it made •little aparent difference whether the attack led him. to Nicaragua or Green-: land. He did equally good work in. both countries and will soon be off for another Arctic trip. The case of B, ,T. Glave is remarkably similar, says the, New York Mail and Express. After making two African expeditious w}tu Stanley this young man came to America and got Interested in Alaskan exploration—so much interested that he made two expeditions >to our northwest- em territory, penetrating far into the interior and seeing mauy Interesting things. Glave was the first man to take horses acros's~the Alaskan mountains. People familiar with the coast considered the thing impossible, but Glave not only got the horses across, but taught them to walk on suowshoes, an accomplishment which they learned wtlth (great difficulty, but at which, they ultimately became very expert and quite fearless. Glave started a course of lectures in Canada after his return from Alaska, but they were not a success, and he Aveut to live In New where he devoted himself to journalism and magazine writing. Now he is off again for central AfrU ca, this time with the avowed object of investigating the slave trade. It might be Imagined that Glave's former experience in Africa had taught him that It was a very good country to stay away from. He returned to London with an enlarged spleen after his first expedition, and on his second trip Stanley left Mm for twenty months In the heart of ft savage negro country, 200 miles from the nearest white man. He seemed to like the situation, how* ever, and devoted himself to studylqg the habits and speech of the natives, •with, w&oni, k° managed to establish H$ knoAvs noiv tfost wl) '_ &

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