The News from Frederick, Maryland • Page 8

Love's o-- By P. J. TANSEY. Copyright, 1900, By P. J.

Grace Ackley had come backl Through the little London world that kuew her name and Jiitory. a little world of 20 souls it: all. the was thovoushly on the very tirst morning of her return. John Willis heard it ntnon? the rest and called to his attendant to guide him to the oi! Ackley mansion, where he used to be a daily visitor until i a closed "'it and went away, telling no one why or whither, iivo years before. rtnt ther light nor expression in his eyes ol HER ETES BE FOB HIM.

deep blue. John Willis would have held high rating for manly beauty. Tall aud shapely, brown hairod, with features ot exquisite modeling and with "small hands amTfeet. his was a personality that never failed to excite. miration.

just ns his nfllietion, made so clearly manifest by the constant presence of the a a who led him about, never failed to compel pity, lie was 21 years of ago on tho very d.iy that Grace Ackley returned, and never in all those years had he seen'the light of Uod's day. Physical affliction had not spared Grace Ackley. Her face, winsome In her babj'hood, had been made hideous by a burn received through falling Into an open tire when she was 0 years old. She was now angular, small, pale, slender, flaxen haired and as sweet voiced and sweet souled as In her girlhood. Hut whijre had she been all these flvc years? the gossips were asking that morning.

The father and mother of John Willis had spent nearly all their fortune In vain bribes to science to undo the chains which had bound their only son in darkness since his birth. They lived iu UK; "old of London; in the birr house next to a of tho rich brewer who was tho bachelor uncle aud guardian of orphan Grace, and the two children so terribly stricken by the hjpid of a pitiless fato were playmates trom babyhood. John was strong, and it wn? his favorite amusement to a litlle. and sickly Graco on ills buck and let her be eyes for him as he would be foot for her. The pathetic and yet ludicrous picture which the two made ns John rushed about fearlessly and even gleefully under her guiding was well remembered in the neighborhood years a conventional propriety had vetoed the.

continuance of the pastime. But even up to the flay when Grace mysteriously went away, after inheriting all her uncle's wealth, John used to call her "Eyes" iu fun, and she used to designate him by his nickname of "Feet." Oh, how often had she wished, when fhe full, swelling soul within her frail frame begun first to feel the sweet, sympathetic- influences of womanhood's springtime, that she had a fortune to spend on poor, blind John Willis, as that of bis parents had been spent! She might succeed, she thought, albeit they had failed. Daily she pitied the boy more and more, and there was no one to tcil her how dangerous a thing is i i for a handsome, youth when a maMcu's heart harbors it So strong grev, MI-C to do something for his sightlessness that sometimes, in spite of her. would arise for a moment the i.npicus i that her need iii's'it-- 'twas too horrible, and she a a prayed it down. It was i one of these strugi-lcs vi i heiolf that she realized the she a in kue John Willis--she, the slight, scarred, ugly weakling, was pot-sos-ed of a love j.assioa ardent as that consuming the sou! ot" tho beauteous heroine it" olden- or romance.

And John? begets llr iir.d no eyes to sec the blushes mount to tbe wan spaces between the dreadful bread scars on her checks nor the tire that burned in her deep bine eyes when he came near. But ho had tho keen ears of the blind, aud a dull ear could discern the tenderness in her voice w-lien she sweetly spoke to him. He had also the fine touch which penitent nature gives to such as he in part compensation, and ue had read her he-art again and again in tbe trembling of her gentle hand clasp. They uad talked of it joyously and had pictured a gladsome and beautiful life path down which they should jour- Bey baud iu band, he the feet and she the eyes. And the little world of their acquaintance fcnew it all.

Who then could blame the male cynics for their snoers at woman's fickleness when little Grace, after her uncle's death, with the. long longed for fortune at her disposal, locked up the old house and disappeared without a word to John, without a word to any one? Poor Joto! He did not know it until he hr.d been groping about the close'd doors for a full hour. no'wonder that tbe news of her return qui among that score of and that speculation was busy as to where she iiad been, what she would say In explanation to John or any of them or whether she would deign to remember him or them at all. John's parents had died while she was away. He had sold the old house and was living in humble lodgings mid supporting himself by the composing of speeches for public men, a calling which he originated and which is more .1 in public supposes.

He dictated the speeches to an amanuensis, a fair girl whose face had glory celestial In It, whose form the classic divinities might einy and every movement was grace. Of her perfect beauty, alas and heigho, her handsome, sightless employer Know nothing! Jennie Tanker was her unromniitle name. "He's gone out, sir," said Jennie Tasker when Willis. In otllce on the morning of Grace's return, en lied for Richard, his boy guide, to lead him to the old Ackley mansion. "I--I'll go with you If you wish, sir," she added timidly.

"If yon don't i I'll be very grateful, for I'm Imp'tll'Mit to meet Graclo again, and her letter Intimates i i a won't be home after 11." In few i i ntr-s they AUTO on the street, she leading him by the hand. Half an hour later John Willis climbed the well remembered stops of the Ackley porch, accompanied by Jennie Tusker. A servant opened the door and ushered thcn Into tho partor, John a i Insisted a Jennie must stay and be introduced to his friend, as he Grace. A slow, light slop was beard In tho hall, and presently the most repulsive looking woman a ever Jennie Tas- Ker beheld entered the room, calling out in a which Jennie had to ad- nrk lo be sweet: "Oh, John, dear, how you have grown! I'dii are to forgive mo now for i away. 1 know you will when you learn why I did it, dear John." She caught the Tiand which he held out In her direction, and she pressed it between both of hers.

Tasker had suspected It all inortiiuir. but now she know It. The lovellght hi the eyes of the disfigured i creature and tho smile of joy on the face of Willis told the story. a a gay hearted, tbe contrast between the two would have provoked hor mirth, but somehow a pang in her heart loft no room for frivolity. Sho long had known a she liked her employer, but the exact nature of her affection for him she did not know until now.

Miss Tasker was Introduced jis a dear, good friend, and the two women wuiit through the conventionalities with a coldness which astonished John Willis. The amanuensis presently beg- god leave to a her departure, exp a i i that she had a few purchases to a in tho shops and promising to send Richard for Mr. Willis at any hour he should sot. But John Willis demurred, pointing out that Miss Grace evidently wished to go out at 11, and that, while Miss Grace declared that JEXXITS LEADING HIM BT THE HAND. the o'clock outing had boon pot-t- 'poned.

she could do no loss a to urge X'iss Tasker to remain. A vague i of fear and jealousy Jennie much more troncly than tho words of either to where si.e was. bo she agreed to remain ami was se.ited. The MI dug ou adjacent chairs in the deep bay i i hands joined together, at oner became i i of be 1 to all appearances. John tbc i i a why i had soue nway.

she bail been nnd she h.ii*. not i "The last first, dear John." answered she. "I wanted that your for me phould have a fair tost. You had never met woman, ami you did not knjw your "own heart. moon be away so lon It is as well.

You have ter opportunity of transerring your affection to a new love." Kha piiised and looked In his face eagerly, tniagrily. "I havs not done so." said he, honest eaiYiestness. reaching for her other hand and clasping it. She utter ed a little cry of joy, a little cry. but big enough to drown the small sigh which arose from a distant corner of the parlor.

"Xow I'll tell you why I went and where, as I would had your affections been elsewhere I read in the days of our love, when I was reading everything tTiat bore on blindness. John- oh, you forgot that your hands have grown stronger, sir--I read of a Buddhist monastery in the Hima laya mountains whore many occult arts are studied, among them that of giving sight to those 'always blind, the sus- of a i a i and a i i other I would not toil you or any oti' I sln)iild be dissuaded. I went i a hlr-'-d companion. Tbi-re I have mastered the art -I have cxpiTihiented ess- extricated her hands from his atid arose. She Jerked out broken sontc'H'os In a hyster- feet aud saw John's lipn parted In as- and John's face upturned to the hideous priestess of Buddha.

"And rose the shriil voice will not need me for eyes, for, dear John, this i you shall see!" She had pulled a little vial from her bosom, and as she screamed forth the last word she dashed the contents into the great, blank, blue eyes so deadly blaring toward her. With a sharp cry of pain and a face contorted Iu deepest agony, he sprang from trie chair. Grace, exhausted, threw herself back on hers. Jennie, horrified, stood undecided. John Willis stood In the middle of the floor, with his hands to his face.

Presently ho took away bis hands, turned bis face from side to side with nn expression of bewilderment aud blinked and again as he faced the windows. ile sees: joyiuliy vncti the scar faced creature. "This is paradise!" He turned a smiling face toward her, and. behold, there was light In the oyes that her aud found her! lie looked at her. lie recoiled.

Disgust and horror forth In the attitude of every limb and were plainly penciled on line In Ids face. lie turned his head away quickly from the dreadful creature In the chair, who regarded in silence and with a look of woe, WITH A SHAIIl' OF UK Sl'ltAXG 1'ItOM 'J'JIE C'UAiat. stony and despairing. He turned his jcad and started when his gaze, mot the sunshine in the golden locks and the love glow Iu the angel face of Teunle, then advancing to him without wherefore, but advancing with arms outstretched and a dead noun on her beautiful lips. lie rushed lo her; he caught her In hia arms; he kissed her, madly crying out between his kisses: "Graclo, Gracie, how can I ever repay you? And how unworthy and coble was my grandest imagining of your i i a beauty!" There was a low groan from the bay window.

There heavy fall. Jennie extricated herself from the arm of Willis and ran to tho aid of the woman ou the floor. She was dead. In her right hand was a little paper with a remnant of i powder in It. A-rrnF From Land.

The question has boon asked, Is it possible to soil 1,000 miles from land? This can bo done at several points. By San Francisco and "sailing northwestward into the north Pacific a spot IH reached where there is no land, not oven an islet, for 1,000 miles in any direction. So, too, sailing from the southern point of Kamchatka southeastward ships reach a point equally distant from land of any kind, the nearest to the north being the Aleutian Islands and to the south the outlying members of the Sandwich group. In the southern Indian ocean it is possible to sail 1,000 miles out from tho southern points of Australia and Xow Zealand and still be as far from any other land, and the same may be done iu a westerly direction from Capo Horn. Indeed, from this point a much longer distance might be reached, for the southern Pacific between the Horn aud Xcw Zealand covers a space of SO degrees of longitude aud 40 of a i of absolutely unbroken sea, mnking its central point over 1,200 miles from anywhere.

Gooip Rcpnrtoc. The Little Boy had boon trying to go into vaudeville, with ill success, and ho was obviously in a fanlt finding humor as he sat under the haycock with Bopecp. "I a i to see tho reason why you secure such widespread advertisement." ho exclaimed pettishly. "Kspecially," retorted Bopoop, "when you are so vigorously blowing your own horn." neglect your charges shamefully. I believe even now thoy are lost," he pursued.

"Oh. they'll all come home, like your press agents, bringing thoir tales behind them," returned Bopeop airily. Ileroupon the Little Boy looked rather sheepish for an instant. "Your long continued association with crooks Is corrupting your morals and manners," he cried, recovering himself. At this Bopeop blushed, but made uo reply.

Perhaps, after all. It was jealousy that made the Little Boy STORIES OF I RUN SOME HEROES A SOME OTHERS FORTY YEARS AGO. Tbr Unttltt In of BluiidrrH Grrnt Meu Wbo of 11fV That Appalled the Timid. 1901. by G.

L. Bull a 4 0 years ago, veterans who took their baptism of fire on that field are not at all scarce in a crowd of old soldiers. They are proud of the fact that there, and well they may be. Blunders occurred after Bull Run. blunders with far h-ss excuse aud with no fortunate whatever.

Bull Run was good practice, good Initiation aud a valuable If a green soldier doesn't flinch In his first battle. It Is no guarantee that he will not in the ntxt and perhaps keep it up for a steady thing. But if he is not the hero of his imagination the first tlnvj under fire, If he wonders why lie ever enlisted, if he braves disgrace and punishment: in the rear simply to got out of siirht and hearing of the enemy who is looking for him--him distinctly and specially among 10,000 others as like him as two coons are alike--he is just the man for daring deeds ever after. Frc'dorick the Great Hew from tho first battlefield where he commanded an army a.s fast as his horse could carry him. lie miles and miles between himself aiid danger, but even Napoleon took oil' his hat In respect for the courage of uroat Prussian who on field-i led desperate Charges; the PIOP- desperate the better ho liked it.

Cotiraire in battle is a strange tiling. I has to be put to tost. It grows in a man by exorcise. The best backer fo- individual courage is universal courage. The Bull Run troops bad been told to keep tip touch of elbow, lo preserve order in the ranks, to bo steady and a a i commands.

Every proci'iit was violated a day some time or all tho time, and tho army went to pieces, an a i example of want of a i i and discipline. Then tho fellows who had enlisted for tho fun of the thing kept on retreating until they crossed the Canada border or were hidden in tho crouds of tho groat cities, the army being well rid of them. But tbe men of "sand," those who enlisted to see the thing through if they died for It, took the lesson to heart and went back to tho A of soldiering. That was tho day when tho army schoolmaster took his innings. A few officers, a few fow companies and a few regiments had stood with Spartan firmness until swept from their feet by the mighty torrent of panic stricken troops.

The cool headed and brave spirits wore marked for guides aud teachers, and the army gave higher promise for the future in the day of its humiliation a It had shown while inarching forward with music and banners. Napoleon said, "1 date from Rivoli," a battle by uo means his first. Some of the groat soldiers of the civil war might have dated from Bull Run had they cared to. There was a goodly company of thorn there o.n both sides. Besides the leaders Johnston and Benu- regard tho Confederates had Stonewall Jackson, Ewell, Early, "Job" Stuart.

Wade Hampton, Fitz- Hugh Loo and others. The Federal roster included McDowell, Sherman, Burnside, Hunter, Howard, Franklin, Slocum, Hunt, Sykes, Koyos and Wadsworth. One soldier who dated fpom Bull Run was fJeneral J. B. Rickotts, the artilleryman.

His was one of the two batteries which fought so gallantly for Henry House hftl In sight of the whole army. The cannoneers gave the volunteers an example of "dying in your tracks." and but for an accident a a of men might have turned tbe tide. All was going well in the battery. Regiment after regiment of Confederates had been repulsed. Finally a regiment clad in cadet gray marched tip on tho Hank, and just as Ricketts' gunners wore about to let loose volleys of canister tin- chief of artillery declared that the si rangers wore friends, and as some of the Federal troops wore in gray i the artillerymen hold fir- Battles are decided in a moment.

The men in gray had tho chance they were looking for and peppered the battery at close range, cutting down every cannoneer nrd main of the horses. The lieutenant of the battery was killed and Captain Riokotts terribly wounded. Then tho battle raged over Ricketts' guns. Sherman tried to retake tho hill. Colonel Cameron of the Now York was killed while trying Jo clear the battery of enemies.

Tho Confederate (Jeueral Bartow had already boon killed in a charge upon these gnus, and it was there that Jackson got the nickname "Stonewall." His brigade had not bosun to lisht yet aud was making a bold front on tho edge of the field. Harrow led tho Eighth Georcia against the hill and was repulsed. To steady his retreating men he pointed to Jackson's lino and exclaimed. "There stands Jackson like a stone valL" York Su Tbe Actor and Salary. "What salary are you getting, old boy?" "You have a brutal and disco'urteous way of putting it.

I will tell yon the salary I am promised, but wild horses can't drag from me tbe amount I am Plain Dealer. Too Mnch. "And she said in a burst of confi donee, "have faults like you, George." that case. Miss he broke in, with a startled look, "I ihink wo had better call the engagement off." Ledger. Say yoa saw It in THE Nsws.

wrumcted nt Bull Run. He also had the unique sensation of reading his own obituary in the papers. Colonel Slocum of tho First Rhode Island was killed, and, the New York Slocum being among tbe wounded, the names were confused In the dispatches, and the home papers printed the usual laudatory notice of Colonel Henry W. Slocum. As he promptly telegraphed his friends from Washington no harm was done beyond the Joke on the newspapers.

Slocutn's regiment of New York volunteers stood well after losing their leader. It had already made the same mistake as Ricketts' battery and allowed a regiment in gray to inarch up and get in the first volley at deadly under the belief that the stran- wor friends dressed In gray. This cf-nfUNlon of i led to frcniteiit of the Kind. Kveu the 'on- federate flag a a -s barely dl-'MngnlKhablr In battle from vhe stars and KtiMpes, colors being red, white anil blue. After many clninjos the bat- tfaug spanned by a mammoth ivd was adopted, and" combatants who.

It dpendeil upon individual make up how the moral phases of the Bull Run lesson struck home. There was a great cry for vsngccnee at first, but people calmed down to a sensible view and to tne conclusion that if the south had the best of the engagement it was only a stroke of luck, and the sensible thing to do was to go in and win the next heat. The fighters of both sides who got together shook hands and exchanged condolences or congratulations. as the case might be. Prisoners and were tenderly treated.

and, In fact, the boys in blue and the boys in gray vied with each other hi the effort show regard for valor in distress. The rations of canteens and haversacks were shared, with the re-' mark, "We were enemies on tbe battlefield; now we are friends." There seem-. ed to be a general relief among soldiers at the thought that war waa not ail earn a go and there could be a cessation from killing, a franco to be human amf Christian. Apache Blood. thirst:" The runners from Bull Run had terrible stories to account for their presence north of the Potomac.

First there were the masked batteries. To a green soldier the idea of a masked battery is something barbarous. A niasked battery is one that Is screened from the enemy by a curtain of trees or bushes or any object answering the purpose. It is the business of all troops to fight unseen and unexposed whenever possible. A battery always finds cover if cover is to be had, because the guus are stationary when fighting and op posing marksmen can easily get the range.

Iu the effort to guard Bull Run stream from the Federals the Confederates masked batteries at the crossings. Some of the soldiers never went farther than to encounter the fire of these outpost guns aud of course cninp away i a lively notion of the terrors of lighting masked batteries. THE ZOUAVE AND "TIGER" OF BULti BUS DAYS. Another bugbear of tbe plains of Manassas was the Black Horse cavalry. "Job" Stuart had a few companies of mounted men in the vicinity of the fight, and there was a troop of Virginia horsemen mounted on black steeds, but for all the Confederate cavalry did at Bull Run to terrorize the Yankee boys they might as well have been south of the J-ames river.

Perhaps some of tbe troopers charged the stragglers and made them wish they were at homo again, where they really belonged. Misfits in the army must have a good story to account for their failure, and hence masked batteries and black horsemen to every rod of the battlefield. The execution wrought by a battalion of Louisiana "Tigers." about 400 men in all, on the miuds of the timid element in the northern army should have taught tho Confederate leaders that the true way to victory lay in fitting out a few brigades of ordinary men as "Tigers" and letting them loose. And the north gave them a Roland for their Oliver in the shape of the "red logged devils," the terrible, terrible zouaves. The "Tigers" were never heard of after Bull Run.

and the zouaves changed the color of their breeches as fast as Uncle Sam could supply uniforms loss conspicuous in drawing fire. Yes; Bui! Run brought a lot of people from their porch.down to level ground. 'CEORGE L. The Buniness Side of Yacbtinpf- Many prnate yachts are huilt as auxiliary business institutions. The owners use them for the entertainment of their business friends, and they find that a business deal can be made to bettor advantage in a luxuriously furnished cabin or on a dock arranged for the comfort of the visitor than in an uninviting oilico.

But the majority of the steam yachts owned by Americans are maintained at great cost for the pleasure which may be derived from their use. While some of the make lonr; cruises, others are kept near homo, but always ready at short notice to carry the yachtsman and his friends to foreign ports, and there is rarely an important mooting of yachts in European waters whore the T'nitod States is not well York Tribune. Mold "Worth The Mistress (entering the kitchen)-Jane, didn't I hear a dish break a mm ute ago? The hope you did, mem. It rnaclc ncisc cnongb. If you hadn't heard it, I should have thought yon "were getting deaf, and that, you know, would be Transcript Unpleasant to Have Around.

"Are you still engaged to Mr. Brisrgsr "Xo; I broke it off last week. I was afraid to marry him. He knows too much. I gave him some ribbon to match.

lie found it in the first store he went to, and be bought it for 2 cents below the regular price." A ava Kid Last i Reported 1 To Be Ride Dead i At Last TVhen several years ago Geroulmo and his tioice Apaches were rounded up ic tho mountain fastnesses of the southwest by General Miles, it was believed that the region, was rid of the bloodthirsty race. About 12 of the Indians escaped capture, however, and continued to roam the Sierra Madre mountains 01" northern Mexico. They were led by the notorious Apache Kid and were a constant source ot" terror to the few inhabitants of the lonely region. Four or five years ago the first serious outrage was committed. Apache Iceland exports sulphur, Iceland uoss.

wool, dried fish, sealskins and oil. whale oil and baleen, eiderdown, bird skins and ponies. Its manufactures are entirely domestic. a girl about 3 years of ago. Three buckshot had passed through her neck.

The troupers of the Kid were fringed with buckskin aud beads. Hanging at his side was a pair cf iieldglasses. i Eaten a i a DEATH tF APACHE KID. Kid and his followers left this stronghold iu the mountains and entered the section of Chihuahua settled by the Moruious. At the mouth of Cave valley, 175 miles south from El Paso, a Mormon named Pratt had established a ranch.

The Kid aud his gang appeared in this vicinity and watched tbe bouse from a nearby mountain several days before a favorable opporfunity to raid it was presented. With a pair of fieldglasses which he carried always him and which he had taken from some murdered army officer he knew the movements of Pratt and his sons. After several days' watching he saw Pratt ride away. During the night he and five or six followers descended the mountain and surrounded the house. About sunrise Pratt's two boys came out, and one of them walked to a pigpen to feed the pigs.

As he leaned over the side of the pen an Indian arose from his hiding place a few feet away and shot him dead. Another Indian fired upon the other boy, and he fell wounded and, as the Indians thought, dead. The savages then approached the house where Mrs. Pratt and her little girl, about 6 years old, came' out to learn the cause of the shooting. Mrs.

Pratt was knocked down, and while the Indians looted the house a fierce squaw pounded the white woman's head with a stone. The little girl hid in coop where her wounded brother -had crawled. After boating Mrs. Pratt to death her infant was hanged on a meat hook in the The Kid and his gang secured all the plunder they could get away with and returned to the mountains. Last October, however, they again left their retreat and started south.

They raided the stock on tbe ranch' of Mr. Beresford and continued on their way, being beard of no more until a few days ago, when sensational press dispatches announced that the Apaches had left San Carlos, in Arizona, and had gone on the warpath, and it was soon known that Apache Kid was still alive. Ten miles from the Mormon colony of Pacheco two Mormons, Thomas Allen and Martin Harris, ranchmen, discovered that their corn and potatoes were being stolen. They immediately started on the trail of the thieves, which led toward the mountains. About noon they attained nearly the top ot" the mountain.

Here the timber grew, an open pine forest. Looking ahead, they saw six or seven Indians and four horses. They concluded to hoail the Indians off and hurried around tho mountain side. When they were in a place near which they es- pecteJ the Indians to pass, they concealed themselves behind two bowl- ders. In a short time they saw the savages approach.

The leader was splendidly aitired in a new suit cf buckskin, glittering with ornaments and bonds, with a huge bunch of turkey feathers decornting his bend. Riding beside bins was a squaw. The other Indians and the pack animals were about To yards behind. When the unsuspecting Kiel was within 20 yards of tho Mormons, Allen arose from his concealment with his gun locked. The squaw saw him and, reining In her horse, gave a signal to the Kid.

who stooped reached to the side of his saddle, where his rifle hung in its scabbard. Bui. thu Mormous had the advantage and uso-1 it quickly. They fired simultaneously at the Kid, who threw his hands about his head, reared back In his saddle and fell fo the ground. The squaw wheeled her horse behind that Of the chief.

At the discharge of the g3ns the animals rushed back toward the Indians who were conducting the pack. Fifty yards from the spot whore the Kid fell the squaw tumbled to the cround. The remaining Indians seized the horses of the chief and the squaw and dashed thrdliSb the timber and down the mountain side, making their escape. Upon examining the bodies of the dead Indians tho two white men wore surpr'sed to find a papoose strapped tight: on the back of the chief. It was The expedition organized to avenge the death of the English missionaries at the hands of the cannibals of New Guinea has returned to New Zealand after inflicting summary punishment on the savages.

Across tbe strait of Cape York peninsula, in British New Guinea, lies the island of Coaribatta. A dozen native villages, inhabited by the most savage in the south sea, are situated a few miles intend, where great swamps make the country almost Impassable. It was at a'place known as Risk point, not far from the mouth of the Fly river, that the massacre occurred. On April 1 last the missionary party set out from Thursday island in a little schooner, the Nine, which is owned by the London Missionary society. The noted explorer, the Rev.

James uuu I i Oliver Keilows Tompkins of the London Missionary society, James Walker and Thomas Rathbone, young men -who accompanied the expedition from Australia, and 11 native converts composed the party. The Niue cruised until on the morning of April she dropped anchor off the of Coaribatta. A few hours later several canoes filled with natives came out to the vessel. The chief of the island greeted the i i warmly and assured them that they would be safe with his tribe. Mr.

Chalmers accepted the invitation of tho chief, and the entire a landed iu the native canoes. When the little party was about three miles from the beach, several of tbe warriors closed around it and, with uplifted clubs, intimated that the visitors were prisoners. Arrived at a little cluster of huts that native settlement, Mr. Chalmers and his party realized the fate that had been treacherously prepared for them. While tho gray haired missionary was still speaking eloquently in the native tongue several of the warriors rushed upon him and with clubs beat him to the ground.

Then the muraerers cut off the head of the victim and raised it aloft on a spear. Dr. Tompkins was seized and bound and taken to a hat, where he was kept all night with the two other Englishmen. The native converts were closely guarded in another part of th'e village. At sunrise Dr.

Tompkins, Walker and Ratbbone were killed. reward evening of that day a massacre of 'all the native converts took place. The 11 -weje placed in a group, and then the cannibals attacked them with clubs and spears until they were killed. The bodies cut up, and the flesh was placed in baskets and sent to other villages. Mrs.

Luetgert Haunts Factory People vrbo live in the vicinity'of the famous Luetgert factory building in Deversoy avenue, Cbicajp, are positive that ghosts haunt the scene of the notorious murder. John Seifert, the watchman at tbe factory; August Beck, a saloon keeper across the street frorn-Xbe structure, and Oustaf Haaf, who lives in the house formerly occupied by Adolph Lnetgert, certain of tha nightly appearance of tbe apparition. According to i story, wtiile they were at a window of the saloon on a recent i Beck saw the locked door of the factory open and the shade of Mrs. Luetgert enter. Seifert went to the door, tried it and found it locked.

the men were startled by a light appearing one moment in the cupola and the next on the ground floor. Seifert reported the occurrence to the police Wednesday, and that night Do- tectivps Qninn and Blaul were sent to tho factory to investigate. The light again appeared and after a merry cliaso led thorn to the place in tho basement where the famous middle vat stood in which Mrs. Luetg.Ml's body is thought to have been disintegrated. Qu'nn rushed toward it.

but the light "shade" stepped to a corner and took the hazy form of a woman. It disappeared, and the officers returned to the station firm believers in chosts. An Outrage. Mrs. Jones--Are you aware, Mrs.

Skinbone, that your dog has just bitten my little Willie? Mrs. your "Willie, who has only just got over scarlet fever? Oh, Mrs. -Tones, If anything Bhould happen to Fido I'd never forgive you. Hinting For More. "Did you notice, Maria, how ill na tured Jones got when he learned I ha( bought that diamond brooch for you' Now he'll have to get one for his "I don't like Mr.

Jones, and I wonl( not care how often you made him il na Bafey'a Diet. I remember on one occasloo remon strating with an east end mother fo3 giving a baby pork and bitter beer but the reply was, "Bless you, sir, sh always takes the same as ourselves, th little Post lEWSPAPERr INEWSPAPERif.