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?f?4*, »-T£ R MQJNES!_ AtOOffA, IOWA. WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 18, 1899. CUftlOUS th« Mot* Op«*ft eiiifw« WfctM* the Ittire They Wftddl*. New Orleans Times-Democrat: "Getting fat it the great dttfcd of all Women opera singers, from the prlma- donna to the girl In the 'steenth row of the chorus," said a veteran theatrical taanager who was In th* city a few day* ago. "Just why there should ba any connection between melody and embonpoint I am unable to say, hut the tact Is undeniable. To put It brutally, the more they warble the more Inclined they are to waddle, and such a catastrophe takes all the romance out of a role, tto woman can be truly poetic "With a terrace of chins, and when a •inger sees the fatal symptoms begin to appear, she Is willing to resort to desperate measures to nip them in the bod. Calisthenics, dieting, practicing with clubs, Turkish baths, and even straight out starvation are a few of the thing? that are generally tried, but they are rarely successful. One of the few cases I ever knew in which a marked tendency to stoutness was successfully controlled was that of a very charming lady who is still an ornament to the lyric stage. Some years ago she suddenly took on flesh in an alarming fashion, and everybody predicted that her career was ended. Next season, however, she was as sylph-like as ever, and exactly how she did it Las never been told. The truth is, her system was very simple. During a summer vacation, spent in the country, she had her husband drive a dog-cart every day along a quiet road while she held to the back of the vehicle and followed at a run. That sustained her and kept her from falling, and at the same time compelled her to take violent exercise. The horse went at a eentle trot, which was gradually increased as she became a better and better sprinter. Of course, it was very Absurd, leaping along in that manner, and the country folks who saw her thought she was crazy, but the plan worked like magic and she lost all her superfluous flesh and at the same time •improved in health—a remarkable combination. She will be angry with me for giving her away, especially as '•he is very dignified, but the scheme ought to be known for the benefit of other sufferers." • A West Indian Hurricane Recently traveled up the coast at will, and acted in an entirely different manner from any other storm. Sometimes dyspepsia acts in the same way. It refuses to yield to treatment which has cured similar cases. Then Hostetter's Stomach Bitters should be taken. It has cured stomach trouble for half a century. Persia first grew the cherry, the peach and the plum. "He is Wise Who Talks But Little^ This is only a half truth. If 'wise men had held their tongues, we should know nothing about the circulation of the blood. If it were not for this advertisement you might never know thai Hood's Sarsapa- f i!la. is the best blood medicine. CHAPTER X.—Continued. "If the will is rfeally lost, and there is no copy, I am not my uncle's heiress," she said. "Colonel Branscombe's wishes " 1 began. "But the law—1 am asking you what is the law," she interrupted, impatiently. "I shall not be allowed to take everything if the will cannot be found?" "It will in that case be a deadlock," 1 returned reluctantly. "And the heir-at-law will come in?" she queried, with a touch of unconscious triumph in her tone. "The trustee will oppose—there will be probably a long and tedious lawsuit; the matter will not be so easily settled. And—pardon me, Miss Branscombe—that the wishes of the testator, the known wishes in this case, should not be carried out must surely be a matter of regret." "My dear uncle," she said gently, "did not, I know, mean to be unjust, but he was mistaken.. I think if he could know—dear uncle!—he would be glad that an accident should prevent the carrying out of a great injustice!" She was absolutely infatuated, and the unprincipled scoundrel, Charlie Branscombe, was trading on the noble generosity, the too trustful simplicity of his lovely cousin. A rush of jealous Indignation choked my utterance. How she must love this wretched scapegrace to do so much for him!— that was my predominant thought. She stood still, struggling with the tears which the mention of her uncle's name had brought; then she recovered her composure and held out her hand timidly to me. "You have been very kind, Mr. Fort," she began; then a faint pink blush tinged her cheek. She hesitated, and finally broke down in confusion; whilst I, I think, lost my head, and, with her soft trembling hand in mine, I cast duty, professional reputation, all to the winds, and vowed in my Inmost heart to guard her secret, even at the cost of all I had hitherto held dear. I left Forest Lea the next morning. As I drove away, a slim, black-robed figure glided to the side of Miss Elmslie, who was standing at the hall door, speeding the departing guest, and a farewell smile, breaking like a ray of "Yes." "Can you describe the lady?" "She was thickly veiled," I replied. "I did not see her features." "Was she young or old?" "1 believe she was young." "Dark or fair?" "She had fair hair. She sat on the same side of the carriage as myself, and, as I said before, she was closely veiled. I had no opportunity of studying her features." "I believe you made every inquiry at Molton?" "Yes." "And the railway officials in London?" "Yes; we have taken every step possible to uo, we think." "Your departure for town, with the will in your possession, \7s.s, I presume, known to the household at Forest Lea?" "Undoubtedly." "You have no recollection of having met the lady who traveled with you at Forest Lea or elsewhere?" "I could not swear," I answered unflinchingly. "I had no opportunity, as I said before, of identifying her." "Is it your impression that she was disguised?" "The idea never occurred to me. She wore the kind of thick veil I have often noticed on other ladies in traveling. There was nothing uncommon or remarkable about her." "Did she converse either with you or the other gentlemen?" "No." "There are no marks or other means of Identification on the articles of clothing left in the bag?" "><one whatever." "I can see them, of course?" "Yes; they are here." "One more question, Mr. Fort: Did you leave the carriage at any time dur- ng the journey?" "Yes, I left it, for perhaps half a minute, at Molton. I crossed in the direction of the book stall, hardly out of sight of the carriage. The guard recalled me as my train was start- ng" "You did not take the bag with you?' "No." "Was this after the lady left?" "Yes." Mr. Widdrington read over bis notes larefully, and presently took his n e au have our cross to bear in fife". In life's battles strike no fallen foe. Despair is a near neighbor of suicide. No soap can cleanse a man's character. Never let adversity push you to the wall. A genial disposition is like the sunshine. Be methodical in everything you un- iertake. Oriental physicians practiced vacci- . nation over 1,000 years ago. An English police inspector being informed that a hotel keeper was serving game out of season, visited the restaurant in plain clothes and ordered dinner. "Walter, partridge for me," The Inspector finished his dinner leisurely, and then said to the waiter: "Ask the proprietor to step this way a minute." "What for?" "I wish to notify him to appear in court tomorrow and answer tor selling partridge out of season. 1 HH a police officer, and have secured the necessary evidence against him." Waiter: "It wasn't partridge you had." Police inspector (uneasily): "Wliat was it then?" Walter (cheerfully): "Crow." The inspector swooned, "OH, IT DOESN'T MATTER," HE SAID, "YOU MAY SPEAK OUT." "Never mind, man," he said, kindly. "Widdrington is as sharp as a weasel; he will unearth the mystery in no time. I never knew that feilow to faii in all my experience of him. We shall soon hear that he is on the scent." "Heaven forbid!" I ejaculated, mentally. "It is to be hoped that rascal of a nephew won't turn up to complicate matters. I wonder where the fellow is? His last scrape was more serious than all the rest, and his uncle sent him abroad. But he would be likely to hear of the Colonel's illness, I should be afraid; and the death was announced in the papers, unfortunately. That was a false step—I thought' so at the time." "Miss Elmslie is responsible for that mistake, sir." "Yes? I thought as much. Trust a woman for mischief," responded my partner, irritably. "Well, well, there's no use In thinking about it. We'll look over those leases, Fort; and Spence and Brown must be seen today." So, to my great relief, the subject of Forest Lea was for the time dismissed. For the next fortnight I lived as a man might live over a slumbering volcano, in hourly dread of an explosion. For that space all was silent as the grave. Widdrington made no sign. Then two events of almost equal Importance to me broke up the monotony of legal work in which I had burled myself. A distant relative died and left me a fortune, and Mr. Heathcote telegraphed to Messrs. Rowton and Fort: "Come as sooa as possible. C. B. taken possession." Old Rowton was laid up again with a return of bronchitis, and for the second time It fell to my lot to obey the summons intended for him. What wild hopes and daring aspirations thrilled my heart and filled all my thoughts during that journey over the well-remembered road! My love and I were standing on equal ground now. As the owner of a landed estate I might without presumption ask even the heiress of Forest Lea to be my wife. And as events were tending, with the secret knowledge I possessed, I felt sure that Nona would be no heiress. Doubtless it was she who summoned Charlie Branscr" '-R, in pursuance of her scheme of institution; and—how joyfully my heart beat at the thought! —it was in my power now to restore to her all she had given up. The Rector was waiting for me in his dog-cart, the smartest of grooms at the horse's head, in place of the somewhat loutish fellow r.-hom I remembered in the summer. "London bred," I said to myself, as, touching his 'hat to me, he sprang to his place behind us. "You have a new groom," I remarked to Mr. Heathcote. "A smart fellow, he looks." "Yes," answered the Rector, absently, then plunged at once into the subject of my journey. "Here's a pretty mess! Mr. Charlie Branscombe has Installed himself at Forest Lea, and I want, your help to turn him out. No news of that unlucky will, I suppose?" I glanced around at the groom before replying; the rector spoke in a loud tone—louder than was seemed to me, with a listener so near. "Oh, it doesn't matter," he said; "you may speak out." There was a twinkle in the clergyman's eyes which made me turn once more to the man. He was sitting with folded arms, his immaculate top boots stretched out in orthodox fashion, his heela resting: on the footboard, his features composed into the respectful vacuity of expression peculiar to a thoroughbred servant. Was the fellow deaf? Was that the meaning of the rector's lack of caution? I decided that it was, and hesitated no longer. (To be continued.) BANDITS WORK NEAR CHICAGO, Eiprei* and ftacgage earn on the HorthW-estera Are Blown Up. Chicago, Oct. 16.—Fire masked men blew up the baggage and express car of a west-bound Chicago & Northwestern train between Elburn and Maple Park on the Galena division at 11:30 o'clock last night. The wreck of the train took place at tower W, forty-six miles from Chicago and half way between Elburn and Maple Park. The men approached the tower, and one of them made an inquiry of Operator James concerning tha distance to Maple Park. As James was about to reply one of the men suddenly seized him and with the assistance of the others bound and gagged him. Then they set the signal at "stop." A few minutes later the passenger train which left Chicago at 11:30 o'clock stopped in obedience to the signal. The bandits first covered, the fireman and engineer with their revolvers and forced them to cut out the express and baggage car from the rest of the train and then uncoupled the engine from the cars. The engineer, still with the muzzle of a pistol held at his head, was forced to run the engine about 200 feet from the baggage and express cars. Then a demand was made on the express messenger to open the door of his car. There was no reply, and the robbers immediately set about blowing up the car, which they expected would contain rich booty, with dynamite cartridges. The doors of both the express and baggage cars were blown off. The robbers made a hurried search of the two damaged cars and then disappeared in the darkness without attempting to interfere with the passengers. Word was at once sent to the main offices of the railroad in this city and the officials immediately began to make arrangements to pursue the robbers. A telegram was received saying that the robbers failed to secure any large amount of money. Another report had it that the thieves had learned that ?60,000 was going to be shipped to the west on that train and had laid their plans accordingly, and that they were successful in securing the money. A posse of fifty armed men left De , Kalb, 111., on a special train to go to the place where the engine was abandoned. No one was Injured In the hold-up. At 3 o'clock this morning General Maaager Antisdel of the American Express company said the robbers had secured at least ?25,000 in cash, in addition to an amount of jewelry and other valuables. NOTES. YEAR'S RECORD IN EXPORTS, Business for 'Calendar Year 1809 Slay Be the Largest In Onr History. Washington, Oct. 16.—Present indications warrant the belief that the exports of the calendar year 1899 will be the largest in our history. The total for the eight months ending with August showed an excess of $12,000,000 over the corresponding months of 1898, which was the largest calendar year in our exporting history, and the Septem ber statement of breadatuffs, provisions, cottons and mineral oils, Just issued by the treasury bureau of statistics, shows for those four classes alone an excess of $12,000,000 over September of last year. When to this is added the fact that the exports of manufactures are now much larger than at thit time last year, and that even in th< re-exportation of foreign goods the figures of this year exceed those of last, it seems probable that the calendar yeai 1899 will show a larger total of ex ports than that of any preceding year' Chicago Board ot Trade. Chicago, Oct. 13.—The following ta ble shows the range of quotations on the Board of Trade today: Th» November number of the Delia- eater is called the early winter ntim- ber, and contains, in addition to the usual authoritative announcement of fashion's seasonable dicta, a generous amount of literary matter of exceptional excellence and a profusion of household and social discussions of real interest and worth. A charming romance brought to a happy denouement in picturesque Japan finds title in "A Tea House Wooing," by Frances Stevenson. The work of our army supply departments in the Philippines, which has been to a great extent ignored in newspaper discussion of the situation at Manila, is described in the October Review of Reviews, by Chief Quartermaster James W. Pope. In Outing for October, sports are given great prominence. Outing never fails in this respect. General athletics, football, golf, tennis, gun and rod, kennel, and every department of sport in which a lady or gentleman can be interested receives the careful attention of writers who have become famous authorities in their chosen fields. In text and illustrations the number is one of the best that ever left the presses. In "Language as Interpreter of Life," President Benjamin Ide Wheeler writing for the October Atlantic, shows that language is the heart and life of nations, the social bond, and the medium that brings the student into touch with the life attitude of other nations as embodied in their speech The largest issue of Harper's Weekly ever published is the Dewey Memorial number. Between its ornamental covers, printed in colors, are fifty-six pages, devoted almost entirely to Admiral George Dewey and the eventful incidents in his career. For interesting and authoritative articles and fine drawings this Dewey number is perhaps unprecedented in the annals of illustrated periodicals. The special fashion number of Har- ' per's Bazar, published October 7th, contains a comprehensive and authoritative presentation of a.utumn and winter fashions. The number is elaborately illustrated and gives full descriptions of the reception gowns, outing costumes, capes, wraps, house gowns, etc. The Doubleday & McClure Co., New York, have published Rudyard Kipling's "Stalky & Co." Mr. Kipling's school-boy trio have as distinctive a place in his reader's hearts as the "Soldiers Three," who first made him famous. They are real, manly, honest, rough-and-tumble boys, surely foreshadowing the resourceful men who bear the mighty responsibility of England's colonial governments. Indeed, one of the stories shows these "three muscateers" of England in after-years, when as men they have taken up "the White Man's Burden" 5 " T^/I;^ The fifth printing of "The Man SWANSON'S "6 DROPS" Is the sun pf the sick room. It has saved the public, in less than five years, more money than the national debt of this country, when you measure the value pf health restored, suffering humanity relieved of its agonies and diseases. Money which otherwise would have been expended in funerals, doctors' and drug bills, loss of labor, etc. If you have never used it, do not fail to Bend for at leagt a trial bottle. Swansea's "6 Props" never fails to cure. It has cured and is curing millions of people afflicted with Acute and Chrome liheuiufitism, Sciatica, Neumlgria, Asthma, La Grippe and Catarrh of all kinds. «6 Urpps" has never failed to pure these diseases, when used as directed. It will CUM you. Try it. Price of large sized bottle $1.00, sent on receipt of S rice, charges prepaid,; 85e sample bot- e sent free, on receipt of lOc to pay for mailing. Agents wanted. Swan* »o»'g Rheumatic Cure Company, |fp. 104 Lake street. Chicago. IJJ. When prosperous Meeds, vrftfc at I4ne r OB the Second pjvis|fljf,of the a,nd! 0h|o Rail # 0 ad Sarf be- wwj j-epjaced with, a about 24 de« light through a dark cloud, sent me iaway with my heart beating furiously and my head in a whirl. "Date, July 3d; time, 11:40 a. m. 'Kindly describe your fellow passengers, sir." Mr. WiddriEgton, from Scotland Yard, paused, notebook in hand and pen suspended, his keen dark eyes fixed upon my face. My partner, Mr. Rowton, Sr.—now convalescent—sat In an arm chair by the fire, looking more disturbed than I had ever seen him. "4. couple of country gentlemen," I replied in answer to Mr. Widdrington's question. "Middle-aged—nothing particular about them; they talked politics and local gossip—and-a lady." "The lady whose bag was exchanged for yours? She got In at Wivenhoe," referring to his notes. "Yes." "There was no other lady?" "No—none." "The country gentlemen traveled with you the whole way to London?" "Yes." "And tttey had neither of them a Gladstone bag?" "Not to my knowledge." "The hair left with you contained ar. of lady's/clothing?" "Tee." "An4 has never been "No." U M Molten Jnjjotiorj." leave, promising that we should hoar from him "as soon as he had anything to communicate." I breathed more freely when the office door closed after him. The ordeal was over, and my darling was so far safe. "It's a most unfortunate thing- most unfortunate," grumbled Mr. Rowton when we were left alone together. "I'm not blaming you, Fort; it's as great a misfortune to you as to any one concerned." I bowed silently. "If the will should not turn up, that scamp, young Branscombe, will take possession, and we cannot prevent him. ^nd these thing's are so uncertain. You know we had a case in '55— will lost. l refused to prove on the draft; five years later the original will turned up in an old box in the undertaker's workshop! And nobody ever knew how it got there—was discovered by the merest chance, too—the raerost chance," "We must hope for the seme good luck this time," I replied. "I am more sorry than I can say, sir." Tfte CHAPTER £1. Colonel Rector, old man wag considerably by his and by the unfortunate loss of hla oja ojlept'8 will, and a certain half-guilty consciousness ma4» me tender toward him as I bent figure -qa& thin, worn pheeftf. Jg f&oj;, we wer$ fljujuja. ly desirous of sparing eacji otfow's foj Jtewtpn w ft | a good fid, J A Tarantula of Trousers. It was a queer mix-up that met hi* fond mother's gaze as she stepped into the boudoir of her only "hopeful" to tell him that it was time to tip his hat to slumber and hie himself to breakfast and to business. The room looked like a clothing counter during a fire sale. The bed was a tangled mass of trousers legs, and it was with difficulty that the startled mother found the peaceful, sleeping face of her only son. Her expression hardened •into a look of sternest disapproval, for the accent of inebriety was only too •plain—so she thought. But she was mistaken. It was only an accident The gas was burning low when he went to his room that night, and in attempting t'» turn it up he turned it.out. For lack of matches he had disrobed in the dark. Consequently he did not see th« eight palra of trousers that were lying in a pile on his bed after a return from 'the presser's. Those eight pairs of trousers ran up a good-sized tailor's bill during that one-night stand with their restless owner. When he awoke one pair was wound around his n«ck, and the Immediate surrounding country looked like a fricassee of loons, i Articles. Wheat— ' High. Dec ...? .72% ? May Corn— Oct . Dec . May Oats— Oct . Dec . May Pork— Oct . Dec . Jan , Lard— Oct . Dec . Jan . .75% .32% .31% .32% Low. .72 .75 .31% .31% .32% —Closing.— Oct. 13. Oct.12 ? -72% .75% .31% .32% .72% .75% .32 .23% .24% .22% .23 •24% 8.12% 9.57% 5.27% 5.32% 5.45 Short ribs— Oct Dec Jan 4.92% 4.87% 5.00 8.02% 9.50 5.27% 5.30 5.40 4.80 4.85 4.95 8.12% 9.55 5.27% 5.32% 5,45 ' 4.92% 4.87% 5.00 .32% .22% .23% .24% 8.00 8.10 9.55 5.27% 5.32% 5.46 4.95 4.90 5.00 Musicians Tune Jn It nas often puzzled the uninitiated to give a reason why musicians tuna their instruments in public and not bt- fore tboy est0r th.e orchestra. Jf they tuned their instruments before enter- Ing tl»e theater or cpncert room the temperature ft yery apt to be ip the Jeffrie^ Wrenches His Forearm. New York, Oct. 16.—Champion James J. Jeffries may not be able to meet Sharkey in the ring Oct. 27. Jeffries has wrenched and strained his left forearm so severely that he has been practically obliged to abandon training altogether for the time being. A physician has been sent to examine the injury. If this physician makes an unr favorable report the fight must be postponed. pf performance, the Jssjtrumenfes woujd «oj be tune, A Pia»o WWP& i» }n t«uw i cold rooj» would g et out of t»jxe if wert §H44»JQ}y 4r«*8 eo loag o« U if iMUtf 'v.i .,-- >- > ,< iiAMli^ Kills Ills Wl/e «in«t _ _ Peoria, 111., Oct. 16.—Harry Adalr, a mail carrier, last night shot his wife, killing her instantly; then he turned the shotgun upon himself and blew off his head. The tragedy occurred at their home in 500 Franklin street and was prompted by Jealousy, »p YaoUt Race yesterday. New York, Oct. 14.—Fog, so, d9«ae that steam, craft had to groge tbej(r way in ipd gut pf flew j QrJ? 'harbor. » 8«h. pjsipoiejagjirt 9l jje. •iw» mtag, With the Hoe" and other poems, by Edwin Markharn, is announced by Doubleday & McClure Co., New York. No poem of recent years has caused tnore wide spread comment than "The Man With the Hoe," and the book shows that the author has done much more work that possesses rare merit. The book is printed in the customary neat style of the Doubleday & McClure Co., and can be had for §1.00. Herbert Stone & Co., Chicago and New York, have recently published "In Castle and Colony," by Anna Rayner, author of "Free to Serve." It is a delightful story of Sweden, written in such an entertaining style that the reader is fascinated from the beginning to the end.* We have rarely read a book where the talc was better told than in this one. For sale by Baker- Trisler Co., booksellers, Des Moines. Houghton, Miillin & Co., New York, announce the twenty-third thousand of "Prisoners of Hope," by Mary Johnston. Miss Johnston's novel of colonial Virginia has advanced steadily and surely in popxilarity as its uncommon power, historic imagination, clear discrimination of character; its most interesting love story, and its literary charm have gradually become more widely known. The States, of New Orleans says: "The tale is of interest rarely so well sustained. One moves into it fascinated from the beginning. It is notably strong in description. The relation of the thrilling experience of Landless and Patricia on the bosom of the storm tossed Chesapeake, the graphic story of the battle withoiit quarter between the besieged colonists and their loyal help on the one side and the slaves and Indians on the other, Miss Johnston has done with genuine cleverness. The tale is not less admirable in the delicacy of its sentiment." "Square Pegs," by Adeline D. T. Whitney, comes from the press of Houghton,, Mifflin. & Co., New York. The t'reqxient attempt to put square pegs in round holes has suggested to Mrs. Whitney the title of the present story. Its fitness is illustrated in the pronounced individuality of the leading characters and the difficulty they find in adjusting their convictions to the conventional framework of society. It touches some of the continual problems of life, taking them as they present themselves to the experience of a young girl who enters early into their questions and determines them for herself, simply but positively. For sale by Baker-Trisler Co., Des Moines. The October number of St. Nicholas marks the end of the magazine's six- and-twentieth year, a'nd brings to a close several serials that 1m ve been running six months or more. "Trinity Bells," by Amelia B. Barr, is one of these; others are Carolyn Wells' "Story of Betty" and Rupert Hughes' "Dozen from Lakerim," Q. W. Steevens, the war correspondent who became f amxms for his dva* matie narrative of Kitchener's campaign to Khartoum;, shows, ija a thoughtful article in the October number of Harper's Mugabe, the debasing of the Dreyfus affair in France. at ^ tjie fljmt NapQleoo is. visitors,

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