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Her HirE By T. S. Copyright, 1910, by A Cranleigh Hume swung himself ite the Manayunk car, thrust his ufnb and forefinger into his waist - pocket after the small change he ":'ly kept there, and found noth "irrup!" growled the conductor, ;,bcing at the waiting line behind he trim young fellow. The boy's xan'r's rummaged nervously through ro pockets. -A-, here," snarled the bluecoat, 'fr'mng to beat your way for a few kl'oks!" He jerked the bell violent Y for a stop. "i have nothing but this bill." 1s- a thrust into an inside pocket L::d drew forth a twenty dollar note. The car cauie to a grumbling stop. The conductor was angry. "No, you do'-.. You know I can't change a uhle X. Don't have to. - Get off." T'e young fellow hesitated, a flush up his face into his closely 'ened hair. Two or three passen r. were smiling at his dilemma. .urned on his heel and stepped nc- the night. .4. the same moment a fat, white aied, red-faced old gentleman stnc;ed from the crowd on the car ,axorm. The car rushed away with usual ascending whine. Cran o:, found himself and companion WQ-'ped in the midst of a row of . JAllngs of uncompromising re -- -tability. "he young man stood for a mo 7 :-nt under an arc light, wondering zuely into which house the old :tleman would turn when, to his :rprise, he spoke. "Pretty rotten company, that." Rather," returned Hume cautious y. looking up and down the street or the light of a drug store where -c could get his bill changed. "Don't bother," said the old man; have some small change. We'll - out Manayunk way together." Iume glanced suspiciously for a oment, but the broad comfortable -ce and prosperous clothes were re esuring. "Then why did you get The old gentleman nodded em *1atically. "Because you did. Bov ril's my name. Elziver Boveril, A4 "Cdde p itleClse. ne fth oeilcto mlso nayCunk U man Litel Clo." . .He oh thethoei cotton Iml nof "Bauk Yo mvehavpoession."o on'utae ughedu aplogesioal Youe havlecus dage, Mr. Boe-yo u ae." Thas o glman 's m lluars sitke-Hone ised of'nae, aih * iun man msl. "GO, I ie to mn upe brigkher Hmet hagt'to the reaon Itag nw "eI am.' Inw whant toa es,"lad ii 'ntke Hupe. prfsina ie have my daughter r Bellyhnk n't knove wath a duger inMr ineg." t oldicunlemas. Iased wha3slietoshe taied -off i any-gh "ISe sen them, thugtetmarke the e-devi man. e:ln hrsds Ohs soanyou! ow toe, hrn she uld.I'eta her gettother tg and enev sh crazy. Te i nm "Ime don there, where that isomed * tdume.oe tteodflo' sed fac'ver ithe adrugc lteri 2xWhatugam Its rdious? ase 'weha, shen admied tout hin any-d ht then toi shiguht dr-i wth 3.'I sooe you old he sikeu an.I'hd twl.He Ioterand o - itc tel hew she shouldnat drut -rkasieadaina re shewl.Te ilverm aboltion Can~ hr hr you cmey 'ta?" t d? 'Wlttwen shitd.ea"od -'A't thntright ay dare-dwil sodah d Suitor ;TRIBLING sociated Literary Press. light song ought to be a regular wild west show, and a few words whis pered In window lattice. a charge up San Juan hill. Are you on-sal ary twenty-five per week till the drug clerk fades?" "Twenty-five per," laughed Jiume in amazement, "to court a girl?" "Money's no object, Mr. Hume; I want the work done. I wouldn't quarrel about a lawyer's fee when he, writes my will. '1.is Is like that. Yonder comes our car. . We can't tali this Inside. Is It a go?" "Sure thing." The two men boarded the car and were flying on their way to Mana yunk. They sat side by side, and Mr. Boveril handed the blue coat a dime, lifting two fingers. It takes some think like three-quarters of an hour to ride from the heart of Philadel phia to Manayunk. Hume could not forbear smiling at this whimsical ad venture upon which he was engaged. Auddeuly a thought struck him. He ieaned over to the hectic ear of his companion. "Suppose I should-supose Mr. Boveril turned and gave him a steady look. "I'd get somebody to' head you off." "She must be young." "Too young to marry." "What age?" "Eighteen." The car fled on up past Fairmount: park. There was a full moon in the: sky that wove a pale filtering of light over the massed trees. As they passed the Wissahickon the tumbling waters at the dam gleamed white and managed to send a note of its bari tone into the rattling car. "A fine night for it," suggested; Hume, his heart warming to his task.. Mr. Boveril nodded, pulled out a fat gpld watch. "Nearly eleven. That's not very late. You might borrow al guitar from somewhere. I'll listen to you a little bit to see how you perform. After tonight let me know when you're coming around to sing, and I'll stay away at the club. I'm not much on' music." "Sure," replied Hume easily; "neith er am I. I used to sing in iny board ing house until the gentleman below came up one night and offered to throw me out. You understand, he just took a fancy to do something for me, just as you did. I stopped, how ever, not wanting to put him to any trouble." Mr. Boveril smiled. 'We get off- at~ Lh net ore,"' he said.T The Boveril mansion was located on~ a hf~side in lManayunk over toward Roxhorough. It stood white and stateiy in the soft light on a terraced lawn, up which clambered many flights of marble steps. Hume caught a breath of admiration at the pile, which was not wasted on the owner. "'Tis pretty, Isn't It?" he said, "and to think that wasted on a drug clerk -she's my only child." The old fel low's voice shook a little. "I wish I could buy her half a dozen drug clerks unt il she got tired of 'em." As they walked through the streets of the siuburb Hume visited matny of the despired drug stores until he hit upon a guitar that -could be had. -Armed withi this the two plotters ap proachend the mansion. When they had climbed the third terrace, Mr. Boveril took a seat on an iron settee, and looked at the summer moon while his accomplice stole around to the designated window for his work. Presently Mr. Boveril heard ,a thrum of chords and then a rather pleasant tenor voice singing ."Cuddle Up a Little Closer," an air then run ning in a popular musical comedy. "What a night," murmuired Mr. Boveril, "and his voice Isn't bad. though it seems to me I've heard It before somewhere." Within the heavy window frame a girl's head appeared with the first notes, "Oh, Cranleigh," she whisper ed, "you must go away, darling. I'm expecting Pop home a'ny minute " But Cranleigh's arms were about her shoulders. "He's already here. down on the third terrace, listening to me sing." "What. Cranleigh," she whispered in astonishment. "How did you get away from the <lrug store?" Cranleigh explained, struck his guitar again, and once more Mr. Boveril heard the lilt, "Cuddle up a' little closer. lovey mine, lovey mine." This time it was in duet, and Mr.I Boveril wondered. - igs lv Hand. Jit is rnot generally known that King George's custom of appearing with his right hand gloved and the other bare has its origin in something more than a mere whim of fashion. The wearing of a glove on the right hand by a monarch is a distinct survival of the days when the sovereign's touch was held to be a certain cure for all kinds of diseases, especially scrofula. in the days when at certain dates it was customary for hundreds of sick inen and mendicants of all kinds to be laid out in the courtyard of royal palaces awaiting the healing touch of the "anointed of the Lord" mnon archs found it necessary to wear a uove in order to escape infection. Thus arose the habit which durinp :uwdern titues has passed into a mere fa of fashion, the significance of which has long been forgotten by the LETS A BROkI ARM IN POOL BALL DUEL ATMOSPHERE FOR A FEW MIN UTES IS FILLED WITH FLY ING IVORY. A shining pool ball, thrown with the tccuracy of Mathewson "putting one >ver," put an end to a fight in a Pitts )urg pool room the other night. The well-aimed shot broke the right fore irm of Julius Roseberg, aged 23, of L034 Vickroy street, and landed Wil [iam Kelsky, aged 18, of 707 Wylie ave ue, in the Center Avenue police sta ion. Detectives Dillon and Morgan ;ere the arresting officers. The pool ball that placed Rosen )erg hors de combat was not the only ne that left the table in the billiard iall. For a few minutes the air was rowded with them and the manager >f the place spent nearly an hour earching for a "fifteen ball" after the ght was over. It was finally recover d from a cuspidor into which it had aromed during the argument. iVI !/ . . Duel With Pool Balls. No person seemed to know what aused the scrap. Rosenberg and Kelsky, who were believed to be riends, were watching a game of pool when one hit the other. Who struck the first blow nobody seemed to know, nd they didn't want to see who scored next. All the pool balls available were seized by the combatants, and. placing several tables between them, they opened fire. From the street the crowd gazed in through a window at the unique battle. According to wit nesses, neither fighter scored until Kelsky, who Is said to have some rep utation as a diamond star, threw an In curve which caught Roseberg in the right.forearm. Rcseberg tooh the ount, and the crowd followed the de ~ectives back to the pool room and elped the manager gather up the alls. KNOCKS OFF GIRL'S BIG HAT' Offending Headgear Obstructed Ne braskan's View of the Stage and* I-e Lands-on the "Lid." Omaha.-Judge Bryce Craw ford of the Omaha police -court has suddenly juped Into popularity by reason of one of his decisicns. Harry Euckley, a young man about town, was at one of the theaters and occupied a seat directly behipnd a young woman, who wore a hat that carried1 a brim fully two feet wide, hiding the stage from Buckley and the psersons to his right and left. Leaning over, Buckley said: "Will you please remove your hat,, o that I can see the pla:.?" The girl answered back that, she had "paid for seeing the show and didn't prop~ose to be insulted." Instead of calling an usher. Buckley struck the hat and sent it spinning Off Went Her "Lid." several feet away. Buckley was placed under arrest, charged with dis turbing the peace. When the case came to trial Judge Crawford held that Ih there was any disturbance it was caused by the own er of the hat and that her big"id ws out of liace in the thleater uckley was discharged. Pig "Kidraps" Bear Cubs. Selins Grove, Pa.-When John Wel Ie a farmer of Summit Vi~ag". rear her". entered his barnyard in the mornng .- ~assurprised to discover hat his prize scw had adopted two bear cu:b;. Near by was te mother bear. ap)parenly:: i ndifereat over the fact that t':e cabs Ladi forsa~ken her. QULtN IHE CHILD OF BANKER JESSIE HABERSHAM MITCHELL WAS SCION OF DISTINGUISH ED BALTIMORE FAMILY. PASSES AWAY IN CINCINNATI'! Remarkable Story of Her Life With the Nomadic Band Whose King She! Married-Was a Descendant of Francis Scott Key. Cincinnati, 0.-Jessie Habersham Mitchell, wife of J. H. Mitchell, king of the Romany gypsies, who, it beJ came known, was the daughter.of H. G. Habersham, a wealthy Baltimore! banker, and a great-great-granddaugh ter of Francis Scott Key, author of "The Star Spangled Banner," died here recently. The discovery that the gypsy queen was a scion of one of the oldest fami lies in Maryland created a sensation in St. Louis some time ago. Detec tives and agents who were sent by the woman's relatives and who tried to get her to return to a life of lux ury and ease, failed to impress her. She said she preferred the life of a nomad. According to the death-bed story, told by Mrs. litchell at the hospital in Cincinnati, she was stolen from her: home five years ago by a band ofi gypsies and sold to one of the tribe1 for $900. During all this time her father spent several fortunes in searching for his daughter. Last April she was located in St. Louis, but the search was all in vain. Jez-ie had become innured to the life of the nomad and refused to shake off its fascination and lure, despite the prayers of her relatives. Her mother died several months after her abduction. During the first few years she was held in bondage and not allowed to communicate with her father. The tribe would quietly leave a neighbor hood whenever she was suspected of having made any attempt to get in totich with her own world. Accounts of her-abduction and the endeavors of her parents to trace her, which ap-; peared in the newspapers, she wasi compelled to read to all the gypsies. i Later she was woced and won by' King John H. Mitchell'Vpd marrie Th-e Gypsy Queen. him. Whi'e in camp with her band of rovers somhi of St. Louis she made a small fortune from the curious so. ciety girls who took the long journey to the gypsy tent to- see the white queen. Like the women of her band, she was learned in the art of telling frtunes. Cincinnati folks were apprised of the strange life of the American gypsy queen only after her death. Her con lession of her career to the Sister Su perior of the Seton hospital was the channel through which her story be came public. She told the sister that she was not allowed her freedom une til she really became infatuated with' the life led by the roving people. Mrs. Mitchell was a great-grand daughter of Mrs. Marie Lloyd Key, one of the most famous beauties of the South; grand-niece of Roger B. Taney, the Justice of the Supreme court; cousin of Lloyd Lowndes, a former governor of Marf'lanid: great-great grandniece of the first postmiaster gen eral of the United States, and niece of a commander in the United States Navy. Gets $10,0C0 if Sober Three Years. New York.-If Andrew L. Colvin of Brooklyn takes a seat on the "w~ater wagon"' and is still there when he reache's the age of forty, which means asinence for' a; least t,hree years, he will become the sole owner of a $10, iY: estate left by his mother, Mr's. St:sanl Colvin. If he falls he wiil get Only the imterest on the estate during his lifetime. Mrs. Colvin's will was filed in the Kings county surrogate's office and it contins a long clause providing for her son to inherit her estate if he is lending a life of sobriety at the age of forty and has not been under the iiuen'fce of intoxicants for the previ ous thrce years. Hiccoughs Kilis Pa's'or. Laghn, retired \Myhodi;st Protrs tant ministeri of !-'lmnar, wh af) ~ ter an atac-k of hiccoughs lasti: fou da Iys, on the brain dce;eeps a a"rs"" the hiccotig! ing and ~e'r e.:rica When Papa Hears t He Son to Grab Gir Quick. The only son had just anno the family his engagement. "What, that girl!" remarked h mother. "Why, she squints." "She has absolutely no style," com mented his sister. "Red-headed, isn't she?" asked auntie. "I'm afraid she's flighty," was grand ma's opinion. "She hasn't any money," said uncle. "And she doesn't look strong," chimed in the first cousin. "She's stuck up, In my opinion," as severated the second cousin. "She's extravagant," was the opin Ion given by the third cousin. "Well, she's got one redeeming fea ture, at any rate," remarked the only son, thoughtfully. "What's that?" chorused the charit able band. "She hasn't a relative on earth." Papa had not yet spoken, but now he did. "Grab her, my boy, grab her," he said. The Great Art of Dying. To die without rebellion and without weakness is the masterpiece of a man. A mountain guide-whose name the London Daily Mail does not mention in narrating the story of his heroism with two others, was leading a party over one of the most dangerous passes of the higher Alps. The men, as is usual, were tied to gether by a long rope. As they scaled a wall of ice they slipped on the edge of a frightful chasm. The guide was at the end of the rope. Without his weight there was a chance for the others to regain their footing; with it, his experienced eye told him, there was none. 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