The Algona Republican from Algona, Iowa on June 19, 1895 · Page 3
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Algona, Iowa
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KKPtli&ltfAK iOWA, WEMKSMt, ID, 1S&8. V*" V'" ends otly. /ii ih'e samo moment ai» tin- usual valley of missiles tore through tho Window as if discharged at a given signal. We -(vert) under Cdvef, and they did us r.o harm, rolling fo'r tho most part noisily about tho floor. Biit when the storm Ceased ftud n calm as sudden followed 1 heard a dull, regular sound close to tho window—ft thud! thud! thud!—and on the instant divined the plan and the clanger. My courage came back, and with it my wits. 1 remembered an old talc 1 had heard, and dropping my sword whero I stood I flew to the hearth and unhooked the great pot. It was heavy, half full of something—broth most likely, but 1 reeked nothing of that. I bore it swiftly to the window, arid just as the foremost mah on the ladder had driven in the load Work befoio him with his ax 'flung tho whole of tho contents—they were not scalding, but they woro very hot—in his face. The follow Hhriokcd loudly, and blinded and taken by surprise lost his hold and fell against his supporter, and both tumbled down again more quickly than 'they had come up. Sternly triumphant, I poised tho great pot itself in my hands, thinking to fling it down uppn the sea of savago upturned faces, of which I had a brief view, as the torches flared now on one, now on another. Bufc prudence prevailed. If no >Fi» ' • «' * ' v^t ' I bore it swiftly to she window. moro blood wero shed, it might still be possible to got some terms. I laid tho pot down by tho side of tho window as a weapon to bo used only in tho last resort. Meanwhile tho duchoss, posted in tho dark, had hoard tho noise of tho window being driven in aiid cried out pitifully to know what It was. "Standfirml" I shouted loudly. "Stand fhyu. Wo aro safe as yet!" Even tho uproar without seemed to abate a little as tho flrst fury of tho mob died down. Probably their leaders wero concerting fresh action. I wont and knelt bo- sido Master Bertie and mado n thorough examination of his wound. Ho had received a nasty blow on tho hack of tho head, from which the blood was still 002- ing, and ho was insensible. His fnco looked very long and thin and deathlike; but, so far as I could ascertain, tho bones wero uninjured, and he was now breathing moro quietly. "I think he will recover,""! said, easing his clothes. Anne was crouching on tho other sido of him. As sho did not answer, I looked up at her. Her lips wero moving, hut tho only word I caught was''Clarence!" I did not wonder sho was distraught. I had work enough to keep 'my own wits. Bufc I wanted her help, and I repeated loudly, "Anne, Annol" trying to rouse her. She looked past me, shuddering. "Hoav- ou.forgive you!" sho muttered. ."You have brought mo to this! And now I must •••dial.- -I muE<<j i .cllo herGl ;v In. they have set for others is their own foot taken!" '.',:' .."';' . . .;'" . Sho was quite beside, herself with terror. I saw that .sho was not addressing mo, and I had not timo to make senso of her wanderings. I loft hor and went out to speak to tho duchoss. Poor woman! Even her bravo spirit was giving way. I felt hor cold hands tremble as I took tho halbert from her. "Go . into the'room awhile," I said softly. "He is not seriously hurt, I am sure. I will guard this. If any ono appears at the window, scream." She wont gladly, and I took her place, having now to do double duty. Fhad boon thero a few minutes only, listening, with my soul in my ears, to detect the flrst signs of attack, either' below me or in tho room behind, when I distinguished a strange rustling sound on the staircase. It • appeared to come from a point a good deal below mo, and probably whoever made it was just within tho doorway. I peered into tho gloom, but could see no one as yet. "Stand!" I criod in a tono of warn-' ing. "Who is that?" Thp sound ceased abruptly, but it left mo uneasy. Could they bo going to blow us up with gunpowder? No! I did not think so. They would not care to ruin the gateway for tho sake of capturing so small a party. And tho tower was strong. It would not bo easy to blow it up. Yet "in a short time the noise began again, and my fears returned with it. "Standl" I cried savagely, "or take care of yourself!" Tho answer was a flash of bright light, which for a second ^showed tho rough stone walls winding away at my foot, a stunning report and tho pattering down of half a'do^en slugs from tho roof, I laughed, my first '•• start over. • * You will have to pome a little , higher up!" I orjed ' tauntingly as I smolled tho fumes. My eyes had become so accustomed to tho darkness that I felt sure I should detect an assailant, however warily he might make his approach, and my halbert was seven feet long, so that I could reach as far as I could seo. I had had time, too, to grow cool, After this tjjere was comparative quiet 'for another space. Every now and then a stone, or, more rarely, tJie baJJ of an ar,que- bus, would come whizzing into the room above. B,ut I did not fear this, It was easy to keep under cover, And their shouting no longer startled me. I began to sge a glimpse of hope. It .was r pl»iu that tlip townsfolk wero puzzled how,to. 'come at us-wiWjout suffering groat Joss, They were unaware of our numbers, a»<3, as it proved, believed that wo hart tluw ' uninjured men at least. Tho staircase impraptipabje as H point of assault, tfce window," being, only three feet \n height and go from' the grou,u4, was not *juch, better, if defended, as they it wou,l(j b?» by a °oijp}e of belottr cried loudly in English: "Holloa! Are you f fiends?" "Yes, yes," 1 replied joyfully before tho words had Well ceased to rebound from the walls, for the Voice and accent were Master Lindstroni's. A cry of relief from the room behind me showed that there, too, the speaker was recognized. Tho ducho'ss came running to the door, but I begged her to go back and keep ft good lookout, and she obeyed. "Hotf come you hero? How has 5t hnp-» pctied?" Master Lindstrom asked, his voice, though he Still remained below, bo- traying his perplexity and unhtippiness. "Can I not do something? This is trrri- blo indeed." "You can come up, if you liko," I an- Bworcd after a moment's thought. '-But you must come alone, and I cannot let even you, friend as you are, see our defenses. ' ' As ho camo up 1 stopped buck and drew the door of tho room toward me, so that, though a little light reached tho head of tho stairs, ho could not, standing there, see into the room or discern our real weakness. I did not distrust him — heaven forbid!— but ho might hnvo to toll nil ho saw to his friends Jjelow, and I thought it well, for his sako ns well as our own, that ho should bo able to do this freoly and without hutting us. As ho joined mo I held up a finger for silence and listened keenly. But all was quiet below. No ono had followed him. Then I turned and warmly grasped his hands, and we peered into ono another's faces. I saw ho \vtis deeply moved; that ho was thinking of Dymphlia and liow I had saved irer. He held my hands aa though ho would nover looso them. "Well," I said as cheerfully as I could, "have you brought us on offer of terms? But lot mo tell you flrst," I continued, "how it happened." And I briefly explained that we had mistaken the captain of tho guard and his two followers for Clarenco and tho two Spaniards. "Is ho dead?" I continued. "No; he is still alivo," Master Lindstrom answered gravely. "But tho townsfolk aro furious, and tho seizure of the tower has still further exasperated them. Why did you do itf" "Because wo should have been torn to pieces if we had notdono it," I answered dryly. "You think wo aro in a strait- place?" "Do you not think so yourself?" he said, somewhat astonished. • I laughed. "That is' as may bo," I answered, with an affectation of recklessness. ,"Tho Btaircaso is narrow and tho window low. We shall sell our lives dearly, my. friend. Yet for tho sako of tho women who aro with us wo arc willing to surrender if tho citizens offer us terms. After all, it was an accident. Cannot you impress this on them?" I added eagerly. Ho shook his head. "They will not hear reason," ho said. "Then," I replied, "impress tho other thing upon them. Tell thorn that our swords are sharp and wo are desperate." "I will seo what I can do," he answered slowly. "Tho Duke of Cloves is expected hero tomorrow, and the townsfolk feel they would bo disgraced forever if ho should find their gate held by a party of marauders, as they consider you." "Tho Dtiko of Cloves?" I repeated. "Perhaps ho may bo better affected toward us." "They will overpower you before ho comes, 1 ' Master Lindstrom answered despondently. "I would put no trust in him if I wero you. But I will go to them, and, believe mo,. I will do all that man can do." .';',' "Of, that "Ii.n,m 'sure, ";;Psaic3 'warmly.^, And then; cautibriihg-me toreniaiirstricfc-" ly on tho defensive, he left me. Before his footsteps had ceased to echo on the stairs tho door beside mo opened, and Mistress Anne appeared at it. I saw at onco that his familiar voice had roused her from tho stupor of fear in which I had last seen her. Her oyes were bright; her wholo frame was thrilling with excitement, hope, suspense. I began to understand her, to discern beneath the disguise thrown over it in ordinary times by a strong will tho nervous nature which was always confident or despairing,,whioh felt everything so keenly— everything, that is, which touched itself. "Well?" she cried, "Well?" "Patience! Patience!" I replied rather sharply. I could not help comparing her conduct with that of the duchess and blaming her not for her timidity, but for the selfishness which she" had betrayed in her fear. I could fancy Petronilla trem- oling and a coward, but not despairing, nor. utterly cast down, nor useless when others needed her, nor wrapped in her own terrors to tho very exclusion of reason. "Patience!" I said. "He is coming back, He and his friends will do all they can for us. Wo must wait awhilo and aopo and keep a good lookout. " . She had her hand on tho door, and by an abrupt movement sho slipped out to mo and closed it behind her, This made the staircase so dark that I could no longer distinguish her face, but I judged from her tone that her fears were regaining possession of her. "Clarence," sho muttered, her voice low and trembling, "Have you thought of him? Could not* he help us? He may have followed 'us hero and may be here now. Now! And perhaps he does, not know in what danger we are." ; "Clarence!" I said, astonished and al» most angry. "Clarence help uti? Go back, girl, go back. You are mad. Ho would be moro likely to complete our ruin. Gain and uurs,e the baby, " I added bitterly. What could sho mean? I askod myself when sho had gono in, Was there auy- th.iug in her suggestion? Would Clarenoo follow us hither? If so, and if ho should oowe in time, would ho have power to Jjojp us, using such mysterious }nfl»fnpe> SpanSsh'op English, as ho seemed to possess? And, if lie could help us, would it be bottp? to falj Jnto his hands than Into those of the exasperated Sontonese? I ''t|j'o,£ fine duchess would say "No!" go if njftttprpd not what JnnsworecJ myself, I Jiop<?d, now Master fcincjstrojn had appeared, that tbe women would bo allowed ' to go free, and it seemed to we that to surrender to Clarenpe wouJ4 be to haufl ovep tbe duchess to liev enemy simply that tfce fost of us.iuight esgape. Masjej? Still $QnsWprJng J was not m«o,h, asjwniiboa, therefore, wjieu tfeo rwsfllug WMia. bpgiiiB at J;h.P foot of the 6tft}lWp. pame to no inoroformidiib.Je Js^ije tlyw 9 IBfligJfi)!. "WW you surrender?" ¥ ' woHdered why on earth he had hesitated to tell me this. "Why, that is the main point, friend." "Yes," he said gravely, "perhaps so. More, the men may go, too, if the tower be surrendered within an hour— with ono exception, that is. Tho man who struck the blow must be given up." "The man who struck the blow!" I repented slowly. "Do you mean— you muan tho man who cut tho patrol down?" "Yes," he said. Ho was peering very closely at mo, as though he would learn from my faco who it was. And I stood thinking. This was as much as we could expect. 1 divined, and most truly, that but for the honest Dutchman's influence, promises, perhaps bribes, such terms would nover have been offered to us by the men who, hours before, had driven us to hold as if wo had been vermin. Yet give up Master Bertie? "What," 1 said, "will bo done to him? Tho man who must be given up, I meanf" Master Lindstrom shook his head. "It was an accident," I urged, my eyns on his. ' Ho grasped my hand firmly, and turning away his face seemed for awhile unable to speak. At last he whispered: "Ho must suffer for tho others, lad. I fear so. It is a hard fate, a cruel fate. But I can do no more. They will not hoar rno on this. It is true ho will bo flrst tried by tho magistrate, but there is no hope. They are very hard." My heart sank. I stood irresolute, pondering on what wo ought to do, pondering on What I should say to the wife who so loved the man who must die. What could I say? Yet somehow I must break the news'. I askod Master Lindstrom to wait where ho was while I consulted tho others, adding, "You will answer for it that there will • bo no attack while you aro here, I suppose?" "I will," ho said. I kno%v I could trust him, aud I went in to tho duchoss, closing tho door behind me. A change had conic over tho room since I had left it. Tho moon had risen and was flinging its cold white light through tho twisted and shattered framework of tho window to fall in three bright panels on tho floor. The torches in tho street had for tho most part burned out or been extinguished. In place of tho red glare, tho shouts and tho crash of glass, tho atmosphere of battle and strife I had left, I found this silvery light and a stillness mado more apparent by the distant hum of many voices. Mistress Anno was standing just within tho threshold, her faco showing pale against tho gloom, her hands clasped. The duchess was kneeling by her husband, but sho looked up as I entered. "They will let us all go," I said bluntly— it was best to tell the talo at once — "except tho ono who hurt tho patrol, that is." It was strange how differently tho two women received tho news. While Mistress Anno flung her hands to her faco with a sobbing cry of thankfulness and leaned against the wall crying and shaking, my lady stood up straight and still, breathing hard, but saying nothing. I saw that she did not need to ask what would bo done to tho ono who was exccptccl. Sho knew. "No, " sho murmured nt last, her hands pressed to her bosom, "wo cannot do it!" "I fcnr wo must," I said gently, calmly, too, I think. Yet in saying it I was not quite myself. An odd sensation was growing upon ino in tho stillness of tho room. I began on u sudden, I did not know why, to thrill with excitement, to tremble with nervousness, < such as would rather have become 0110 of the women than a man. My head grew hot, my heart began to boat quickly. I caught myself looking out, listening, waiting for something to hap^ ^pen, soniQthing'to^be : said. It yvas something-more "torriblo7~as it "~sOemed"~to mo, than tho din and crash of tho worst moments of tho assault. What was it? What was it that was threatening my being? An instant and I knew. "Oh, no, never!" cried tho duchess again, her voice quivering, her faco full of keenest pain. "Wo will not givoyou up. We will stand or fall together, friend." Give you up! Givo you up! Ha! The- veil was lifted now, and I saw what the something with tho cold breath going be,fore it, was. I looked quietly from her to her husband, and I asked — I fancy she thought my question . strangely irreloveut at that moment: "How is he? Is he better?" "Much better, He knew mo for a moment," sho answered. "Then ho seemed to sink away again, but his oyos were quite clear." I stood gazing down at his thin faco, which had ever looked so kindly into mine. My fingers played idly with the knot of my sword. "Ho will live?" I askod abruptly, harshly. She started at tho sudden question; but, brutal as it must have sounded, she was looking at me in pity so great and generous that it did not wound her, "Oh, yes," she said, her eyes still clinging to me, ''I think ho will live, thank heaven!" Thank heaven! Ah, yes, thank heaven! •I turned and went slowly toward the door, but before I reached it she was at my side—nay, was on her knees by mo- clasping my hand, looking up to i«o with streaming eyes. "What aro you going to do?" she cried, reading, I suppose, something in my faoo. "I will see if Master Lindstrom cannot get better terms for us," I answered. ' She rose, still detaining nip. "You aro sure?" she said, still eying mo jealously. "Quito sure," I answered, forcing a smile, "I will oomo back and report to you," Sho lot mo go then, and I went out and joined Lindstrom on the staircase, "Aro you certain," J asked, speaking in a whisper, "that they will; that tho town will keep its word and let t«e others go?" "I am quite of it," he replied, nodding, "They are Germans, and hard and pitiless, but yon may trust thojn. So far I me. J ''Well, oppj 69 I was qua- observing $e before I answer f oi- them, "Then wp accept give jnyseif up . I said gravely. them take me," I gaja, no$ da ttw nay?" >vei}, he •'el m- 1(0 «?JL<»tl»?lP«BO d jjyg, M ' CHAPTER not seen the flrst jnpanbp»,ms pierce the broken casement of tho tower room, but I was there to watch the last W»y patch of sWvpr gjide aslant from wall to siU and sill to frame and so pass out. Near the fire, w}U9li"|i»^ been niado up »n4 now glowed a.oti;qji^Ws4 bravely oo tfce jjeartfistojie at, '.my .elbow, my three jailers ha4 set a naafeisj for- wo, and on this! sat. my baote to She. willow- qt&er siie, of t' playing 4iQe j;9»gjh, bara ' Even when the ilfst ' excitement h8d passed away I felt nous of the stupefaction which I have heard that men feel in such a position. My brain was painfully active. In vain I longed to sleep, if It were only that I might not bethought to fear death. But the fact that 1 was to bo tried first, though the sentence was a certainty, tlis- trnctcd and troubled me. My thoughts paced from thing to thing, now dwelling on the duchess and her husdbnd, now flitting to Petronilla and Sir Anthony, to the old piaco at homo and tho servants, to strange, petty things, long familiar — a tree in tho chaso at Coton, a herb I had planted. Onco a great lump roso in my throat, and I had to turn away to hido the hot tears that would riso at tho thought that I must dio in this mean German town, in this unknown corner, and bo buried and forgotten! And once, too, to torment mo there rose a doubt in my mind whether Master Bertio would recover, whether indeed I had not thrown my lifo away for nothing. But it was too lato to think of that, and tho doubt, which the ovil ono himself must hnvo suggested, so terrible was it, passed away quickly. My thoughts raced, but the night crawled. Wo had surrendered about 10, and tho magistrates, loss pitiful than tho jailors, had forbidden my friends to stay with mo. An hour or more after midnight two of tho men lay down, and tho other sat humming a drinking song, or fit intervals rose to yawn and stretch himself and lookout of tho window. From timo to time tho cry of tho watchman going his rounds camo drearily to my cars, recalling to me the night I had spent behind tho hoarding in Moorgato street, when tho adventure which was to end tomorrow — nay, today, in a few hours — had lured mo away. Today? Was I to die today? To perish, with all my plans, hopes, love? It neeiut'il impossible. As I gazed at tho win- clow. whoso shapo began to bo printed on iwy brain, it seemed impossible. My soul so rose in rebellion against it that tho perspiration stood on my -brow, and I had to clasp my hands about my knees and strain every musclo to keep in tho cry I would have uttered— a cry, not of fear, but of rage and remonstrance and revolt. I was glad to see the first streaks of dawn, to hoar tho first cock crowings, and, a few minutes later, tho voices of men in tho street and on tho stairs. The sounds of day and life acted magically upon mo. Tho horror of tho night passed off as does tho horror of a dream. When a man, heavily cloaked and with his head covered, camo in, tho door being shut behind him by another hand, I looked up at him bravely. Tho worst was past. 'He replied by looking down at mo for a few moments without disclosing himself, the collar of his cloak being raised so high that I could see nothing of his features. My flrst notion that ho must be Master Lindstrom passed away, and, displeased by his silent scrutiny and thinking him a stranger, I said sharply, "I hope you are satisfied, sir." '•Satisfied?" ho replied in a voice which mado mo start so that tho irons clanked on my feet. "Well, I think I should be— seeing you so, my friend!" It was Clarenco! Ol! all men, Clarence! I know his voiuo, and he, seeing himself recognized, lowered his cloak. 1 stared at him in stupefied silence, 'and ho at me in Q grim curiosity. I was not prepared for tho blunt abruptness with which ho continued, using almost the very words he had used when faco to face with mo in the flood, "Now tell mo who you are, aud what brought you into this company f I gave him no answer. I still stared at him in silence. -ii^Qoaia^ih'0 continued, bia^ojvk^ejres bent 6ii my Kic75r^»Makojj clean UrTmst Tor it, and perhaps— who knows?— I may help you yet, lad. You have puzzled and foiled mo, and I want to'understandyou. Where did . my lady pick you up just when she wanted you? I had arranged for every checker on tho board except you. Who are you?" This timo I did answer him— by a question. "How many times have wo met?" I asked. "Three," ho said readily, "aud the last timo you nearly rid the world of me. Now tho luck is against you. It generally is in tho and against thoso who thwa^u mo, my friend." He chuckled at tho conceit, and I read in his faco at once his lovo of intriguo and his vanity. "I come uppermost, as always." I only nodded. •'What do you want?" I asked. I felt a certain expectation. Ho wanted something. "First to know who you are. " "I shall not tell you!" I answered. He smiled dryly, sitting opposite to me. Ho had drawn up a stool and made himself comfortable. Ho was not an uncomely man as ho sat thero playing with his dagger, a dubious smile on his lean, dark faco. Unwarned, I might have been attracted by tho masterful audacity, the intellect as well as tho force which I saw stamped on his features. Being warned, I read cunning in his bold eyes and cruelty in the curl of his lip. "What do you want next?" I asked. "I want to save your life," he replied lightly. ; At that I started. I could not help it. "Hal ha!" ho laughed. "I thought the stoicism did not go 'quit* down to the hot- tpjn, my lad. But, there, it is true enough, I have oqmo to help you, I have come to save your lifo if you will let mo." J strove in vain to keep entire mastery over myself. Tho feelings to which ho appealed wero too strong for mo. My voice sounded strange, even in ray own ears, as I said hoarsely: "It Js impossiblel Wbftt pan you do?" *What can I do?" ho answered, with » stern smjlo, "Much! I have, boy, a dozpp strings in my hands and a nook, a Hfo fit tho end of each!" Ho raised his hand, and extending the fingers mgyed them, to and fro. seel A Wo, a death I" ho e?, "And for you J can and wlH life— on one condition." goo condition?" I murmured, "Aye, on. one condition, but it is a, very easy one, , I will save your lifo on my part, and 'you, on yours must give mew fisststan^e. Do yaw see? Then we "No; betrayed them!"!persisted. "Put It so, if you please," ho replied, Shrugging his shoulders and raising his eyebrows. "What is in n word?" "You are the tempter himself, I think!" I cried in hitter rage—for it was bitter— bitter indeed to feel that newborn hope die out. "But you come to mo in vain. I fkfy you!" "Softly, r,:;ftly!" ho answered, with calmness. Tot I saw Q little pulso beating in Ms chc(;k that seemed to tell of Eomo emotion kept in subjection. "It frightens you at first," he said. "But listen. You will do them no harm and yourself good. I shall get them r.ny- way, both the duchess and iicr husband, though, without your aid, it will be more difficult. Why, help of that kind is given every day. They need never know it. Even now thero is ono of whom you little dream who has"— "Silence!" I cried fiercely. "I care not. I defy you!" I could think of only one thing. I wa? wild with rago and disappointment. His words had aggravated the pain of every regret, every clinging to lifo I felt. "Go!" I cried. "Go mid leave nu 1 , you villain!" "If I do leave you," ho said, fixing hi? eyes on me, "it will bo. my friend—to death." "Then so bo it!" I answered wildly. "So bo it! I will keep my honor." "Your honor!" Tho mask dropped from his face, and ho sneered as lie rose from his neat. A darker scowl changed and Gis- flgured h'is brow as ho lost hope of gain- FIFtV of i*ot*e Oume, brute* Its Golden ISTotBE DAMS, Ind., Jtme la. celebration of the 50th anniversary of the University of iSToifce. t)am6 makes an epoch in the histotj- of edft- cational work in the West. The GOO- acre tract upon •which the institution stands was purchased from the govetn- tient in 1830 at $2.33 an acre. Father Boriu, a priest of the Holy Cross, fonnd- td the university. The buildings which have since been erected nfa eight in number, arranged in a half circle, the center of the group being the main building, fire etoriea in height and surmounted by a d07ne whose apex is 200 feet above the ground. The commemorative exorcises which were inaugurated during the morning will continue for three days. Among the ilmulreclf! of Prominent Guest* who have responded to the invitations to participate are 25 archbishops and bishops of the United States and Canada, over 200 priests and numerous delegations of alumni and other friends of the institution. The exercises of the day were commenced with the celebration of high mass in tho chapel at 9 a. in. by Archbishop Elder of Cincinnati. The sermon was delivered by- Archbishop Ireland of St. Paul. Tho afternoon was devoted to an inspection of the various courses and departments of the university and in the evening the exercises of the alumni were held in Washington hall. OFFERED TO MR. HILL Oregon Way "I can and will save j;<mr life—on one condition." ing me. "Your honor? Where will it bo by tonight?" ho hissed, his oycs glowering down at me. "Where a week hence, when you will bo cast into n pit and forgotten? Your honor, fool? What is tho honor of a dead man? Pah I But dio, then, if you will have it so! Dio, liko tho brainless bruto you arc, and rot and bo forgotten!" ho concluded passionately. They were terrible words, more terrible I know now than cither ho cr I understood then. They so shook me that when he was gono I crouched, trembling, on my pallet, hiding my face in a lit of horror, taking no heed of my jailers or of appearances. "Die and bo forgotten! Dio and bo forgotten!'' Tho doom rang in my ears. [CONTINUED.] ' I tn t Compauj- Change Hands. ST. PAUL, June 13.—W. H. Starbuch, president of the Oregon Improvement company, passed through the city Tuesday to attend the annual meeting of the company in Oregon on the ISJth. He admitted that he had in his pocket the Dutch proxies, and the Dutch fiolding of Oregon Improvement stock control the property. There seems to be no doubt that the Starbuch interest will carry the election. This fact is interesting in view of the inside report that President Hill of the Great Northern will gat the property. It is assumed that Mr. Hill casually thought of owning the property, and that recently A Very Favorable Proposition was made to him. Many people who stand pretty close to the situation believe that recent trip to Portland was made perhaps to arrange plans for taking hold of the property. This report, is made somewhat plausible by the recent resignation of R S. Hooley, ono of the directors. The property is overstocked. Henry Villard's first Western venture was in connection with the Oregon Improvement company, which ho capitalized enormously 10 ov 15 years ago and left it toiling ever since. He is said to have made between $2,000,000 and $8,000,000 out of the scheme, and thereby got Iris- start as an organizer of stacks. WANT THEIR FEES. toe on a Strike. TOPEKA, Kan., June 15.—Governor Morrill finds himself confronted with a perplexing problem. His legislative comiu.tcea wiiich investigated the Pop- uliofe officers of the state charitable institutions has struck and refuses to meet aud make a report. The trouble arose over the failure of the legislature to make an appropriation to pay per diem and mileage to the five members and an army of witnesses. About $7,000 s due this one committee, the members )f which demand that the governor pay heir feea out of the contingent fund ir guarantee them. He has no state money at. his disposal and refuses to jecome personally responsible. Tho committee announce that they are ready to make a report and find all the defendants guilty whenever their fees are paid, and not till then. THE SJ4ABSIGHTEP DOCTOR. —Brooklyn Lifo. Between tbe Acts. "People are gossiping terribly abquii qs." "B,T}f't as you uo reason to." . ' "That's just wjmt ma,l<es me so I know, they have Per-gples*, )iad tho misfortunotoscomost of hje compositions tW, Rutfng his life wore not appreciated, and not until yoajs after his death 4W wen find what fl genius; had been among , „ _ . , , „ T aorstand, " I said dully, I had set my heart J ooujfl for the moment idea— fe&at hero was a Th<? gW\r(Jg tilio health very simple,^liQ resumed, ?|«>8,fe- ? convoyed I elvwW to Wa?,oniag WPK» h,a.d SENTIMENT IN KANSAS. Position of tlio Republican Papers on the- Currency, TOPEKA, Kan,, June 13.—A .local japer has made a canvass of the Re-' publican papers of Kansas to ascertain many favor the free and uulimT- ited coinage of silver. This ia the re*,,, suit; Out of 103 papers 17 are for the.-' free and unlimited coinage of silver ftt v 16 to. 1, while 85 stand squarely on the-, money plank in the last Republican^ • national platform. Politicians who claim to know say that this is about the- way the sentiment runsio the Repuh,**, liean party in the state, _ ,, d'ood Situation Vacant. , WASJUNGTOJJ, June 13.—4t is expecfo. ed that Secretary of Stja&e Olney select a new minister to'Venezuela, an early day, that important post 1 ing vacant since, the recrement of" eca Haaletou, tho former mincer, salary js $7,500, and, aside from, i$s ing one of the host of the secon4*;p§ missions, it has a Special jmnortan.e8 1 this time owing, to the' prOff---"* s ~~ the United, Stales govern^ in the British'Veneswlan controversy. ,.'#* r jfttfW& • fwmfr&r

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