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'M M01NE8: ALGONA IOWA. WtlBNESBAY Or, The Adventures of An Eton Boy, CHAPTER XVII—(Continued.) Soon after this, when evening came bn we heard a noise in the forecastle, and the voice of Hislop exclaiming: "Stand clear—sheer off, Antonio! If you come athwart me, I'll knock you down with a handspike! What! you grip your knife, do you? Well, just do it again, and I'll chuck you overboard like a bit of old junk." "What is .the matter now?" said I, hastening forward. "Oh, this rascally Spanish creole has been swearing at the men again, and In the same fashion, and all wore false noses of singular size and great brilliance, with low wigs and long tails. On Neptune and his goddess receiving a dram and questioning the captain about his crew, it was discovered that Antonio and I were the only two on board who had never crossed the line before; whereupon the Tritons whooped and danced as they laid violent hands on me. I submitted to the usual shaving arid so forth with a good grace, and compounded, to avoid other annoyances, for two bottles of threatening old Roberts." "He vows, sir, he will burn the ship," said Roberts, who seemed considerably excited. . "Burn the ship," reiterated Weston. "I have a great mind to put him in the bilboes for the remainder of the voyage." " 'Twere best for all concerned, sir," Bald Tom Lambourne, touching his forelock with his right hand, and giving the deck a scrape with his left foot; "or set him adrift with some provisions in the jolly-boat." "Come, come, Antonio," said Weston, with greater severity than I had hitherto seen expressed In his open and honest countenance, "you must haul your wind—for some time you have been going too far. I can't spare my jolly-boat, and, thank heaven! the days of marooning are past among British sailors, but beware you, ship- Anate, or the bilboes it shall be, and %e have a pretty heavy pair below. And as for you, Marc Hislop," • he added, in a low voice, when we walked aft, "take care of yourself, for these Spanish. Creoles are as slippery and treacherous as serpents." . "I'll keep my weather eye open," said Hislop. "You will require to do so, I think." "You do?" exclaimed the Scotsman, with growing anger. "If he proceeds thus, I'll break either his heart or his neck." .Next morning, Roberts, the old man- o'-war's man, who had always been Antonio's chief accuser concerning his dreams, was nowhere' to be found on board! All the hands were turned up; the whole br.ig was searched, the forecastle berths, the cable-tier, and every place below from the fore to the after peak, but there was no trace of Roberts, save his old tarpaulin hat lying crushed and torn in the lee scuppers. He was last seen when turned up to take the middle watch, which extends from 12 to 4 o'clock a. m., and Antonio was then in his hammock. Roberts was entered in the log as "having fallen overboard in the night;" but his loss cast a terrible gloom over all the ship. Suspicion grew apace, and seemed to become confirmed, as open war was soon declared between the crew and Antonio. Every man was ready to take his "trick" at the wheel, rather than trust the Eugenie to his steering in the night, lest he might let her broach to, and lose her spars, or do some othTer mischief; and no man, if he could avoid it, would lay out on the yard beyond him. No man. would walk on the same side of the deck with him, or exchange a word, or a light for a pipe, or use the same cup or plate; so he was generally to be seen, leaning moodily and alone, against the windlass bitts, with his black eyes- flxe'd on the horizon, as if he expected a sail or something else to heave in Bight. We shall soon see how all this ended. CHAPTER XVIII. We Cross the Line. \Ve were now in the latitude of burning days, of starry nights, and bright blue seas. The winds were light, and, as usual, near the line, there was a tremendous swell upon the ocean, which rose in long and slowly-heaving hills, without foam or ripple—smooth, glassy and without sound. On a lovely night, when the ocean seemed to sleep in the moonshine, we ? crossed the equator. \ The Euger;e was running with the 4, lee clews oii—i. e., with a flowing J& sheet—when Father Neptune came on * f f board, and the usual unpleasant pranks "'were played on those who'had never •passed the-girdle of the world before. Great preparations had been in progress all day in the forecastle, and these were perfected under cloud of nlghtl All the crew were on deck save Antonio, who turned in, having probably a dread of what was about to en' sue, and knowing that he was anything but a favorite. Accompanied by the shouts of the crew, and preceded by Will White, playing "Rule Britannia" on a violin, old. Father Neptune was drawn on a species of hurdle aft "to the quarterdeck, where Weston stood ready to receive him, with his hat in one hand find a case-bottle of brandy in the other. Under an old swab, which had been well dried and curled to make a wig for the son of Saturn and Vesta. I „ recognized the grotesquely tattooed "jg, visage of my friend Tom Lambourne. ^ A cutlass was stuck in his girdle, and he wore a huge paunch of canvas stuffed with oakum. In a gown made by the sallmaker, Ned Carlton officiated as Amphritrlte; p,nd both deities were armed with haiv poona, as emblems'of their dominion v > over the sea. attendant Tritons were got up. brandy,, and ascending to the main- cross-trees without going through the lubber's hole. But for the Cubano there was neither ransom, escape nor outlet; and the poor wretch, in consequence of his mysterious antecedents, was very roughly handled, the more so that he had threatened to use his knife if molested. It was soon trundled out of his hand by one body of Tritons, while another soused him well with salt water as he was conveyed past the long boat, which was lashed amidships, and in which they were stationed with buckets ready filled. Held fast on every side, he was brought before the "goddess-born" and inexorable monarch of the main, who ordered "the Lord Chief Barber at once to shave him." Now, as Antonio had a rather luxuriant beard and mustache, the plentiful application thereto of a compound of tar and slush, such as we vised for greasing the masts;* was the reverse of agreeable; but the stern orders of Neptune, which were bellowed hoarsely through a tin trumpet, were faithfully and elaborately obeyed, and the contents of a dirty iron pot were smeared over the cheeks, beard and mouth of the Cubano by Billy, a mischievous ship-boy, with an unsparing hand. "Demonio! Maldita!" was heard at intervals, and greeted with laughter; but when he attempted to storm or swear the brush—a reeking tuft of oil, tar and every horrid grease—was thrust into his mouth. The Lord Chief Barber was now commanded to remove this noisome mess with his razor, and he scraped It off- with a piece of hoop, which had been carefully notched for the purpose —a process which, as it uprooted sundry thick portions of Antonio's coal- black bristles, caused him to yell and sputter out hoarse Spanish oaths alternately. He was again deluged with salt water; and greater serverities were about to be practiced upon him, as some of the Tritons cried, for "the ghost of Roberts to come out of the sea;" others, to "smoke him, by putting his head in the hood of the cook's funnel," when Weston ransomed him for two bottles of brandy, and he was permitted to slink away to his bunk, breathing vengeance against all his tormentors. Grog was again served round, the deck was cleared for a dance, and the crew footed the hours away in a succession of hornpipes, while the grim Cubano lay growling In the forecastle. Three cheers for the Captain, and three more for Marc Hislop, terminated the fun, and all but the watch retired below. "They have gone too far with that fellow, as some of us may discover before the voyage conies to a close," said Hislopi when we were having a parting glass in' the cabin. "Yes," replied Weston; "he is a dark dog, and though I am not very rich, I would give a hundred pounds to fathom the mystery of old Robert's disappearance. Well, here's to our wives and sweethearts at home." "I have neither sweetheart nor wife," 'said Hislop, as he tossed off his glass; proceeded methodically to fish them on board. We procured strong lines, baited the hooks with pieces of pork, lashing thereto a buoy formed of a common cork, and lowered four of them over the stern. They had scarcely touched the water, when amid a furious flapping of heavy pinions, they were eagerly swallowed; the hooks and lines began to bear taughtly, and we soon had four gigantic albatrosses splashing the water into froth in their Ineffectual efforts to escape. We towed them in, hand over hand, and after measurement found the smallest to be eleven feet from the tip of one wing to the tip of the other. Though rank and fishy in flavor, the flesh of these birds was made into sea-pies, on which the crew were regaled for two days after, and they partook of It with great apparent relish. But Jack is not very particular, e»- peclally when at sea. Though none of the crew shared the superstition connected with the destruction of an albatross, and probably none, save Hislop and myself, knew GUEATMENCHACTOE THE HANDS OF RACINE ART REACHED PERFECTION, Compared with Shalcespenro—"Contem- porary Truth, Historic Troth, Hainan Truth Are Three Degrees of trofnn- dlty" In the Work of Both, (Special Letter.) Jean Racine died In the 60th year of his age, on April 21, 1699. It was in his hands that the French classic drama reached its true perfection, and became a work of consummate and monumental art. The three most saliently Individual and self-justifying forms of extant drama (leaving aside the Wagnerian music drama) are the Athenian, tub Elizabethan and the French classic. Each had its own peculiar and clearly discerned ideal, each had Its own special adjustment of balance between the Bacchic and Apollonic elements of creative frenzy and restraining wls- 'dom and each produced Us Imperlsh- Raclne, leads hla cbmparlson of the two dramatists to a sounder and more fruitful conclusion: "Contemporary; truth, historic truth, human truth, are the three degrees of profundity In the work of Racine, as In the work of Shakespeare." For the accompanying portrait of Racine my thanks are due to the courtesy of the authorities at the South Kensington museum. tHE MARKfct REPORT* DRESS REFORM. •Jnotatlona on Chicago Prices tot Lite Stock. Chicago, June 2.—the following ta^ ble shows the range of quotations dn the Board of Trade today: Articles. —Closing.— Wheat— High. Low. June 2. June 1. July ..? .77% $ .76% $ .76% $ .76% the splendid ballad written by Coleridge, it would seem as if our misfortunes commenced with that day's wanton sport! The huge sea birds became shy and left us. The sun set amid saffron-colored waves, and the western sky was all aflame, when the sails began to fill and collapse as the wind came in heavy puffs, causing the masts to sway from side to side, and the bellying courses to crack and flap with a sound like thunder. At last there came a steady breeze; the courses were left fall, and with both sheets aft, for the wind was fair, the Eugenie once more walked through the shining waters. Full, round, and silvery the moon arose, and tipped with liquid light every wave, that seemed to dance onward with the brig, which in half an hour had the snow-white foam flying in sheets over her catheads. It was about the hour'of 1 in the morning that the horrible events which I am about to relate occurred. I was in the middle watch, relieving Weston, who, as the tropical dews were heavy, always ordered Billy the cabin boy to give mo a glass of brandy-and-water before going on deck, for fear of ague, and then he turned in. The sullen Spaniard Antonio was at the wheel. Tom Lambourne, Ned Carlton and I were walking to and fro, loitering at times, and looking at the compass to see how she headed—now aloft to observe how the sails drew— anon over the side, where the water bubbled merrily past, or ahead at the patch of blue and star-studded sky which was visible under the leach of the fore-course, as the brig's bow filled every now and then, and she rolled heavily from side to side, as all vessels do when running before the wind. All was very still, for, save the bubble of the water in the wake astern, or a gurgle as it surged up in the rudder case, the creaking of a block, i.\the iron slings of the lower yards, not a sound stole upon the first hour of the silent morning. Two of the albatrosses we had caught were hanging by the legs from the gallows-top abaft the foremost, where their great extended wings swung somewhat mournfully to and fro in the wind and by the motion of the ship. (To be continued.) ».ble masterpieces. These great types HOTEL'S GOOD POINTS. "but I have a poor old mother who loves me as well as either could do." Weston's eye wandered to the portraits of his wife and child, to whom he was tenderly attached, and for whom all his savings, by salary, tonnage, and hat-money, were carefully hoarded; for whom, poor fellow, he tempted the dangers of the great deep, the war of the elements, and endured the hardships of a sailor's life—his wife, his little one, and their home— "his all; his sheet-anchor in this world, and his guide to the next," as I once heard him say, forcibly and strangely. CHAPTER XIX. The Cubano Unmasked. As we kept the coast of South Africa weir aboard, a few days after we saw Cape San Roque, or, as it is sometimes called, Point Pelinga, the northeastern extremity of Brazil, rising from the blue water like a purple cloud. But it diminished to a low black streak on our weather quarter when the sun set, and we found ourselves ploughing the waves of the South Atlantic. There fell a calm for a whole day after this, and while the Eugenie rolled lazily on the long glassy swells, with her topsails flapping, and her courses hauled up, the sole amusement of the crew consisted in catching albatrosses, or in killing them, undeterred by the old superstition that it was a bird of "good omen," or by the gtory of the "Ancient Mariner," of which they were probably ignorant. A flock of these gigantic sea-birds congregated under our stern, where they gobbled up everything that was thrown over to them; so Hislop and I Those Are the Ideas of a Man TVlio Knows, Too. "I have a record of over 700 hotels where I have stopped," volunteered a weH-known and popular minstrel performer to a Washington Star reporter, "which are scattered all over our glorious country, from Maine to the Rio Grande, and it is to be presumed that I know something of hotel life after living in them and In hotels alone nine mouths out of every year for the past twenty-five years. Besides the 700 and over I have a record of, I have stopped at some hotels where I : did not make a record. At many of the 700 I have stopped from ten to twenty times, generally from one to six days each time. Now, what I am getting at is that those who complain most of hotel life in this country are those who know the least about it. During three months of each year I live at my own home. I come in con-, tact with wanderers, traveling people' like myself, and associates, by the : thousand, and I hear what they have to say about hotels and hotel life. The professional traveler has no-kick like the amateur or occasional traveler; he knows enough to know that he is as a rule better fed at even the second- JEAN RACINE. have been left by the tide of time standing as landmarks in the history of art, as objects of veneration and enjoyment, but serving no longer as working models except at their modern imitator's own risk o£ producing works which, however admirable as purely literary performances, must fall to exhibit any of the vital signs of native and necessary impulse. And this is a risk such as only dramatic genius of the highest kind could afford to disregard. Our own dramatic development is so abundantly rich tha< we could afford to recognize more warmly than we do the merits of a form whose very raison d'etre would almost seem to be to unconsciously supplement our own by setting in chief prominence those dramatic constituents which, in view of our own ideal, It was our business to practically disregard. It was the privilege of Greek art alone (except in "far between" and isolated Instances) to strike the unerring balance between form and matter.. In this connection it will not be out of place to refer to one of the profoundest and moat original of modern writers on Greek tragedy, Frledrich Nietzsche namely, who from his nationality will not be suspected of any undue partiality for the French muse in general, or in particular for so notably un-German a tragic type as that of which Racine's productions are the highest embodiment. It is in one of his earlier books, "Merischllches, All- zumenschliches" (1878), that Nietzsche speaks of the strict restraint which the French dramatists imposed upon themselves with respect to the unities of action, place and time, to style, to form of verse and build of sentence, to choice of words and thoughts, as being no less important a schooling than that of counterpoint and fugue in the development of modern music. Ho recommends us only to read from time to time Voltaire's "Mahomet" in order to become perfectly clear as to the loss inflicted once for all upon European culture by the break with the traditions of French tragedy. Voltaire was the last of the great dramatists who, with all his many- sidedness and all his capacity for powerful tragic feeling, subjected himself to the influence of Greek moderation. In this book Nietzsche seeing to me to have clearly indicated one of the most significant aspects of French tragedy, as well as Voltaire's position In the development of it. Coming after Corneille and Racine, Voltaire In most constructive essentials can hardly be counted inferior to either, though, if judged on purely poetic grounds, his inequality with them is manifest.' Still, if his verse lacks the heroic and ethic fullness of the former's and the combined solidity and mollesse of the latter's, it has qualities of its own which make it a perfectly adequate vehicle for the expression of Duchess of Irlfe Endeavoring; to Change a Certain 1'optilnr Fasljon. The Duchess of Fife, the daughter of the Princess of Wales, has undertaken a Herculean job. It is nothing less than the destruction of the English fashion of going decolette promiscuously. The English women, as Marie Corelll remarks in "Vendetta," expose themselves more than the women of any other civilized nation, despite their boasted prudery. The women of wicked France, surprising to state, have long since abandoned the low-necked gown for ordinary events. Yet their English and American sisters continue to abbreviate their bodices at every possible chance. The Duchess of Fife does not frown the decolette down entirely; she merely maintains that at common entertainments, such, as at the theater, the seaside or at ordinary receptions, a yard or two of shoulder, neck and arm are exposed needlessly. At the first night of some great opera or play she would go with her gown cut low, but despite the queen and the fashions of all the world, she must say that on some occasions this dress is entirely out of place. Just what effect her crusade will have is hard to predict. The quee'h is firmly set for the low-necked style, and will allow no lady -to be presented at her court unless so attired, yet the Duchesa of Fife is quite a leader in society, and is supposed, in addition, to have the sympathy of her mamma, the Princess of Wales. Sept . Deo ., Corn— July Sept Dec i Oats— May July Sept Pork— July Sept Lard- July Sept .78% .79% .33% .34% .33% .23% .23% .20% 8.10 8.25 ,77% .78 .32% 5.00 5.12%' Short ribs— July Sept 4.60 4.72% .22% .22% .20% 8.00 8.17% 4.97% 5.07% 4.55 4.70 .77% .78% .33% .33% .33% .23% .23%' .20% 8.10 8.25 4.97% 5.12% 4.67% 4.70 .77 ,83 .33% .32% ,22% .20%; 8.00 8.15 • 5.00 5.12%' 4.55 4.67%' Chicago Live Htook Report. Chicago, June 2.—Today's arrivals were barely tip to the average for Friday's market, and the few attractive cattle sold more readily than Thursday and at a little firmer prices. Hogs recovered most of the decline noted earlier this week, nearly all selling in good time at that, but the trade in sheep and lambs was still feeble and unsatisfactory to the selling side, at the lowest scale of value In several weeks. Receipts were estimated at 2,000 cattle, 22,000 hogs and 5,000 sheep. Values for cattle and sheep are close to the lowest level of the week, but hogs have moved up 5@10c from Thursday's bottom range. THE LATE MRS. WM. C. WHITNEY (New York Letter.) Mrs. Whitney was a member of the celebrated May family o£ Baltimore and was closely related to the Jays, Kanes, Oelrlchs, Webbs and Winthrops of New York. Her first husband was Capt. Arthur Randolph of the British army. They met at Dresden years ago. Randolph was married, but divorced his wife and followed the then beautiful Miss May to America. Her parents violently opposed the marriage at first, but finally consented. Randolph died In Canada a few years after their marriage. The widow remained single for many years, but In 1896 married William C. Whitney. She was a beautiful woman, splendidly educated and entertained graciously. The accident which cost her life occurred at Alken, S. C., on February 21, 1898. She was following the hounds, and, while going under a bridge after the deer, her head struck one of the timbers. Every possible effort was made to save her and for months her neck and shoulders were inclosed in a plaster cast. It became advisable that Mrs. Whitney should be removed to New York, where there were more modern surgical appliances than could be obtained In Aiken. The surgeons were concerned as to how and in what sort of a car Mrs. Whitney could be transported. "Let a car be made," said Mr. Whitney, "or a train or a railroad, If necessary." It was done. Four luxurious Wagner coaches were placed on a side track near Aiken, and for three weeks they were kept there, attached- to an engine with steam up, while expert designers altered and planned and carpentered that Mrs. Whitney might travel northward undisturbed. It amounted to the practical rebuilding of a car, but it was done at last. Then the car was run out on the main track and the strange sight was seen of a great New York surgeon reclining on a bed while the engineer made short, quick runs, sudden stops and jerks backward. Mr. Whitney and Dr. Bull superintended all this, and until no jar whatever could be communicated to the bed they were not satisfied with the work of the car builders. It was a fairy-like journey north, and it ended at last in the Whitney GEO, K, NASH NAMED IN OHIO. Chosen as Republican Candidate for Governor. Columbus, Ohio, June 3.—Judge George K. Nash was nominated for governor on the second ballot by the state republican convention on Friday. On motion of Chairman Holcomb of Cleveland, the nomination of Nash was made unanlmoua without a count. George K. Nash is a leading attorney of Columbus, 45 years old, and a widower. He has been prosecuting attorney of Franklin county, attorney general of the state, member of the Supreme court, and, during four campaigns, chairman of the state committee. The platform Indorses the national and state administrations, upholds the president's course In the Spanish and Filipino wars, and declares for the gold standard. On the questions of trusts the resolutions say: "We commend the action of the Seventy-third general assembly of Ohio in passing the stringent law now on our statute books, prohibiting organization of 'trusts,' and we denounce such unlawful combinations as Inimical to the Interests of the people. We pledge our party to such further leg-, Islatlon as experience may determine! necessary to prevent the formation and; operation of such iniquitous and dangerous combinations." , Other resolutions recommend laws for equalizing taxes, uniform system of selecting delegates for state conventions, protesting against lynching, and strongly favoring the Ohio centennial at Toledo in 1902. grade hotels than in the ordinary private house; that is, he has more to eat if he desires and a larger selection to choose from. As far as the room is concerned, the traveling man only has it to sleep in, and, provided the bed is good, he does not care a rap about the other furniture, or whether the room is papered or whitewashed or not, so that it is clean. In the minstrel business a ballad singer is generally the hardest man to please, and if we find that he likes a place, it suits all the rest of. the company. My opinion that the hotels feed well goes with them all, north, south, east and west. Now and then some are specially good. The difficulty with the so-called poor hotels is that the eaters are bad—it is not the food. A poor sleeper likewise makes a very poor bed. The ballad singers say this, and what they say goes for all it is worth." pry Philosophy. "There is one thing," continued the Dry Philosopher, "that can be proven by a goat's head—a striking countenance is not always a sign, of brain," those genuinely tragic passions whicn, in his best efforts, he Is able to set in motion and conduct to their denouement with a master hand. I am the more inclined to lay stress upon this estimate of Voltaire's tragic productions inasmuch as, on this side of the channel, their claims are scarcely held to be serious. I noted recently in one of our most widely read and most frequently noted histories of French literature, for instance, that such a masterpiece of severe form and pregnant passion as Voltaire's "Merope" is dismissed in a single phrase as being nothing more than "a prodigy of ingenuity." The author of this same book, at the conclusion of his comparison between Shakespeare and Racine, tells us that no one can doubt that, if Shakespeare had chosen to adopt the style and had accepted the censorship of a Boileau, he could easily have written "Phedre"—a statement only a degree less misleading than if he had attributed to Shakespeare the easy ability, at choice, to have written the Sophoclean "Oedipus MRS. W. C WHITNEY, mansion of Fifth avenue. Then, for the first time, the X-rays were used and the full extent of Mrs. Whitney's injury was made out. Afterward she was taken to the Whitney home on Long island, but It was not long before the invalid pined for the sea breezes of Bar Harbor. Forthwith there appeared, at the beck of the same magician, a yacht that was almost a floating hospital, tp take Mrs. Whitney to Bar Harh,9| s After a Uttle w' " the same y, back ~ Subsidies Are Favored. Wichita, Kan., June 5.— When Pros- . ident Stannard called the trans-Mis- sissippi congress to order Friday not more than half the delegates were present. A resolution asking for the national congress to appropriate $500,000 for a Louisiana purchase celebration, to be held at St. Louis In 1903, was unanimously adopted. The -resolutions committee reported favorably upon Senator Hanna'a suggestion to subsidize the American merchant marine. M. W. Bates spoke against the scheme, characterizing it as a humbug, and saying it was only a plan of capitalists. Many delegates spoke in favor of subsidy, and as a result the resolution was adopted. Puylng Up Wusloyan's Debt. Bloomington, 111., June 5. — As a result of the meeting held Thursday night in aid of the Illinois Wesleyan university of this city about $5,000 In pledges has been added to the subscription for the purpose of freeing the time-honored college from its incubus of $36,000 debt. The total subscription toward th'is end is now $20,000. Committe.es have been appointed to carry on the work by special solicitation, and it is hoped and confidently expected that by June 15, commencement day, the remaining $16,000 will have been pledged. AltRold Intends to Resign. Louisville, Ky., June 5.— The report that ex-Gov. Altgeld of Illinois would resign from the committee on ways and means of the national democratic committee was confirmed in a statement made by him Friday. Furthermore all the members may resign. "As far as any dissension is concerned," he said, "I can't say that there is any. I will resign and I feel sure all the other members will do the same thing. We have been on this committee long enough and should give others a, chance," To Tex,, June 5.— Gov. 4 positively that he -- Tyrannus." M. Emlle Deschanel, his elaborate and suggestive

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