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* # , > YORKVILLE ENQUIRER. ISSUED TWIOB-A-WEBK?WBDNBSDAY AKTD FRIDAY. I. M. 0KI8T 4 SONS, Publisher.. } % ^amilg JJemspager: 4or promotion of the golifiijal, gonial, ^.griquttural and ?ommet;cia! Interests of thq ?outh. {TERsmoS; c?opy? ra cS'4^ VOLUME 42. YORKVILLE, S. O., FRIDAY, MARCH 6, 1896. NUMBER 2Q. BY RODRIGUES Author of "A Conflict of Evii -? Copyright, 1895, by Q. P. Putnam's Sons. UllAPTER XIII. MB. BABNES GOES SOUTH. Mr. Barnes now began some researches into the past history of Mr. Alphonse Thauret. Obtaining the date of his first registry at the Hoffman House, he found that to be about a v month before the train robbery occurred. Finding the expressman who bad brought his baggage to the hotel, it transpired that it had been taken from an English steamship, yet the name Thauret did not appear upon the list of passengers. As it was certain, however, that the man must have arrived by the ship it was evident that Thauret was an alias. Mr. Barnes copied the ship's list for future reference. A search for the name Rose Mitchel was fruitless, though extended to the passenger lists of all arriving steamers for two months prior to the murder. Believing that Mr. Thauret must have some communication with foreign friends and hoping to obtain some clew by the postmarks of any such letters, Mr. Barnes arranged an espionage of ~ the man's mail. But though the hotel olerk reported to him daily for several weeks there was not one foreign letter. As to money. Mr. Thauret appeared to be well supplied, paying ma ooara diiis promptly with checks upon a neighboring national bank, in which it waa ascertained that he had deposited to his credit several thousand dollars. Thus after a long investigation Mr. ? Barnes was chagrined to admit that he had discovered nothing 6ave that Mr. Thauret had come across the ocean under an assumed name, and even this meager knowledge was a mere matter of inference. Though baffled in this direotion Mr. Barnes had been more successful in another effort which he essayed. This was a line of investigation which he inaugurated hoping to discover the whereabouta of the child Rose Mitchel, who was so skillfully kept in hiding. He bad first instructed Lucette as to the part ?*T?o fn T\loTf onH fhaf vnrinff wnm DAJ*7 HMO iV y+**J ? ? >r-r an, anxious once more to stand well with her employer, had exerted herself to her utmost, entirely succeeding in her mission. This was to obtain some of the writing of the child. "Go to the house again," Mr. Barnes had suggested, "and get into conversation with that same servant who met you at the door on your first visit. Then in some manner obtain a specimen of the child's writing. An old copybook would be just the thing." Lucette carried out these instructions to the letter, and by bribing the servant girl at the school obtained exactly what the detective had suggested, a copybook in which little Rose Mitchel bad practiced writing. Armed with this, and selecting a specimen which seemed best snited to his purpose, Mr. Barnes next bribed the mailboy at the Fifth Avenue hotel to examine all letters addressed to Mr. Mitchel until he should find one in the same hand. It was uot until early in March that this patient work resulted in success. Then one day the boy reported to Mr. Barnes that the expected letter had at length arrived. The postmark indicated that it bad been mailed at East Orange, N. J. "So that is where the little bird is bidden," said Mr. Barnes to himself when this information reached him. Summoning Lucette, he sent her to East Orange with these instructions: "Now, my girl, I'll give yon another chance to redeem yourself. You are to go tp East Orange and find that child. The most promising plan is through the postoffice. I will give you a note to the postmaster that will aid you. Should a letter be sent to the child either by Mitchel himself or by Miss Rernsen, you will learn of it through the postmaster. The rest of course will be simple." "But suppose," said Lucette, "that the child's letters are directed under cover to the parties with whom she is living? What then?" "Why, 6tupid, that is what I send you down there for. As the postmaster is an acquaintance of mine I could get the address, should it reach him, without havine vou there. But that is onlv a faint hope. We know that the child is in East Orange. East Orange has jnst so many houses. You must examine every one, if necessary. Now go, and if you don't find the child 1 have no further need of you. I give you this jommission partly as a chance to re teem your other mistake and partly because yon have seen the child once and could recoguize her." "I'll find her," saidLucette, and she departed. A week later Mr. Barnes was in New Orleans, where he devoted himself to v discover inc. if nnssihle. the earlv his tories of Mr. Mitchel and the murdered 'woman. Weeks passed, and he made no progress. One morning in the latter part of April he was feeling somewhat despondent over his ill success, when, as he glanced listlessly through The Pica ynne the following paragraph caught his eye: "Mr. Barnes, the celebrated New York detective, is in the city and stopping at the St Charles hotel It is believed that he is in search of a desperate criminal, and probably the news loving world will soon be treated to one of the ^ ' ' ' h: OTTOLENGUI. n 81 ienoe," "A. Modern Wizard." n' 1 pi n< famous detective's clever elucidations of rt some mysterious crime " la This both annoyed and puzzled Mr. hi Barnes. He had not told any one his hi true name and could not guess how the w reporters had found his identity. While he was thinking of it a card was brought w to him which bore the name, "Richard w Seften." ft He directed that the gentleman should w be shown to his room, and soon after a tt man of about 35, with dark complexion, m hlnnb hair and been hazel eves, entered, to bowing politely and saying: cc "This is Mr. Barnes, I believe. " "Be seated, Mr. Sefton,"said Mr. n Barnes coldly, "and then tell me why yon believe me to be Mr. Barnes, when tt I registered as James Morton." "I do not believe you to be Mr. " Barnes,'' said the other, coolly seating it himself. "1 was inaccurate in using that tc expression. I know that you are Mr. la Barnes." pi "Ohl You dol And how, pray, do you know that I am Mr. Barnes?" tl "Because it is my business to know d< people. I am a detective like yourself, hi I have come to help you." at "You have come to help me! You are very kind, I am sure. But sinoe you are lc ? 1?* ? bu ver^ uiwver, jjei'iiupa juu vtuuju uuu mind telling me how you know that I A need help and in what direction." cr "With pleasure. You need help be- w cause, pardon my saying it, you are h: working on a case in which- time is <j] precious to you, and you have already ^ wasted about six weeks. I say wasted, because you have learned nothing that ^ will aid you in your search." . j, "In my search for what?" "Mr. Barnes, you are not overcordiaL u There should be some fraternal courtesy 01 between us. I have come to you as a th friend, honestly wishing to aid you. I I have known that you were in the city for some time. I have heard of you, of ii course. Who in our business has not? m Therefore I have speut a great deal.of spare time watching you. I did so sim- si ply to notice and perhaps to learn something from your methods. In this way I became acquainted with the fact, first, that you are interested in the name is Mitchel, and, secondly, in the name Le- w roy. I have 6imply put the two together J AAnAlnainn TTAn aV aiiU juiupcu tu 11JO tuuuiuoiuu tuuu JVU ba. are trying to learn something about Le- H roy Mitchel. Am I right?" tr "Before I reply to yon, Mr. Sefton, I M must have more assurance of your good will and responsibility. How do I know that you are a detective at all?" m "Quite right! Here is my badge. I ei am in the department here." w "Very well so far, but now how can you prove that you have aDy good reason et for assisting me?" sa "You are a hard man to help, I declare. Why, what object but a friendly at one can I have?" tfc "I am not prepared to answer that at g< present Perhaps I shall be able to do so h< later." * u] "Oh, very well! You can look me up m all you want to. I can stand it, I assure a you. But, really, I did want to help, though of course I have no right to in- ai trude. As yon say you do not need me, iv why I"? sp "I did nut say that I would not accept your aid. You must not think me m ungracious. 1 am simply a detective, ej and careful from habit. I certainly should not speak confidentially to a man th that I meet for the first time, and so te disclose any of my own purposes. But it is different with you. You must have te had a definite idea by which you ex- m pect to give me assistance or you would not have come here. If you are earnest ht and honest, I see no reason why you should not disclose the main purpose of ai your visit at once." "If only to prove my honestly I will re do so I believe you are looking for Le ri roy MitcheL If so, I can tell you how to find him in a few hours, or, at the in worst, in a day or two. " "You know of a Leroy Mitchel who ai is now in this city?" fe "I do. He is over in Algiers, a work- y( er in one of the carhouses. He is a common, drunken brute, and that is the only reason why there would be any diffi- at cultv about finding him. When he is ai sober, he is easy to see, but as soou as hi he gets some money he is off on another spree." tfc "Do you know of a woman of the m name of Rose Mitchel?" I' "Certainly?that is, I did know such ni a woman ouce. But she has not been in New Orleans for years. At one time p< any one could have given you her ad- i\ dress. I see now that this man is the one whom yon want, for once he passed n as this woman's husband." "You are sure of this?" rt "Positive." a) "When and where can I see this w man?" sc "He works in the shops of the Louisi- tc ana ana Texas raiiroaa, ovenn Algiers, si Yon can find him through the foreman.' "Mr. Sefton, it may be that you have " given me information which will be of pi service to me. If so, you will not regret it I will myself examine into the mat- st ter. For the present, if I do not make a Ii confidant of yon, you must attribute it C to caution rather than to distrust." hi "Oh, I am not easily offended. I d: would act in the same manner in your ct place. But you will find that I am your ie friend. You can count on me to aid you al on demand. I won't trouble you again te 11 you seed for me. A note to head arters will reach me quickest Good lorning." "Good morning, Mr. Sefton, and lank you." Mr. Barnes extended bis and, feeling that perhaps be had been necessarily discourteous. Mr. Sefton took it with that genial nile of friendship so common to the ative southerner. Left alone, Mr. Barnes at onoe preared for a trip to Algiers, determined ot to let any more time be lost He tached the shops just after the men Jbad uocked Off for luncheon. The foreman, jwever, told him that Leroy Mitofael ad been at work in the morning, so he raited patiently. When the men came back to resume ork, the foreman pointed out a man ho he said was Leroy MitcheL The tllow had a bad face, and if ever he on a oantlpmnn h? hftd fmnk BO lOW trough drink that no evidence of it retained in his appearance. Mr. Barnes ent up to him and asked when he raid have a talk with him. "Now, if you pay for it," replied the tan insolently. "What do you mean?" asked the destive " Just what 1 say, "said the other. We get our pay here by the hour, and ' you want my time, why, you'll have ? pay for it at union rates." And he inghed as though a good joke had been ropounded. "Then," said Mr. Barnes, taking in te kind of a man with whom he bad to aal, "I'll engage you on a job that I ave for you and pay you double wages i long as I use you." "Now you are talking," said the feliw. " Where'll we go?" "T think I'll take vou to my hotel/' nd tbitber they proceeded. Up in bis svn room agaiD Mr. Barnes felt at ease, hile his companion certainly made imself comfortable, selecting a rooking lair and putting bis feet up on the indow Bill "Now then," began Mr. Barnes, "I 'ant to ask you a few questions. Are an prepared to answer them?" "That will depend on what they are. ! you don't ask impertinent questions ' ones that I think 1 ought to get. more tan double wages for answering?why, am with you." "In the first place, then, are you will ]g CO Bay "Wneuier yuu ever jriiow a wuan a bo called herself Rose Mitchel?" "Well, rather. I lived with her till te broke me." "Do you know where she is now?" "I don't, and I don't care to." "Suppose I were to tell you that,abe dead, and that she had left $100,000 hich is unclaimed?" The man jumped to bis feet as though tot and stood staring at the deteotive. e gave a long, low whistle, and a keen, icky gleam came into his eye, which i. Barnes noted. At length he spoke: ?1?~ iUU JUU g-LYULlg 1UC IUIO oviaiguvi "I am telling you the truth. The wosd is dead, and that amount of propty is where I can get it for the man ho can prove that he is entitled to it." "And who would that ber" He wait1 eagerly for the reply, and Mr. Barnes iw that he was playing trump cards. "Why, Mr. Mitchel, that is what I n down here for. You see, I thought le party would be willing to pay me a xid commission for proving him the nr, and that is why I am hunting him 3. I started out with the idea that I ight find her husband. He would have claim." "I see." Saying which, he sat down id seemed lost in thought The detect ? ^ n x. e aeemea u weix tu wait ujjt uiui m teak again, which be did. "See here," he exclaimed. "How uch do yon want for getting this mon' for me?" "I cannot get it at all unless yon are le woman's hnsband," replied the dectiva "Well, I am her hnsband. Didn't 1 11 yon I lived with her till she broke e?" "Yes, bnt are yon legally married to jr?" "Why, to be sure. Don't I tell yon I n her husband?" "Then, in the name of the law, I arst you," said Mr. Barnes, suddenly sing and standing over the man. "A.rest me," said the fellow, jnmpIB nn nolo Txrifh friorh^ "What for?" ? "rt "*o? "Rose Mitchel has been murdered, id the man who killed her has conssed that be was hired to do it by )XL "He's a blasted liar." "I hope so for your sake. But as you Imit that you are her husband, you e the man we are looking for. I'll ive to take you to New York." "But, I say," said the fellow, now loroughly alarmed, "there is a big istake here. I've been lying to you; m not the woman's husband, and my ime is not MitcheL " "That won't do, my man. I had yon minted ont to me by Sefton, the detectre here." "Bnt he is the very man that hired le to pass off as Mitchel to yon." Mr. Barnes chnckled as be fonnd his ise successful. He bad suspected all long that the New Orleans detective as trying to lead him off on a wrong :enc and now thought be saw a chance ) turn the tables upon him and get >me valuable information. "That is a very thin story," said he, but if you will tell me all yon know, arhaps I may believe yon." "You bet I'll give you the whole ory straight to get out of this scrape, i the first place, my name is Arthur hambers. I was up in the world once, ad money and was respectable. But rink changed all that Now anybody in buy me for a few dollars, and that i what Sefton did. He came to me Dout a week ago and told me that a de>ctive was down here from up north nosing around for this MitcheL He said it was important to an employer of bis np in New York to have this detective balked; that he was hired to do it, and to make him lose time; that time, m some way, was an important item." "Yon say," interrupted Mr. Barnes, "that Seftou told you he was hired by some one in New York to throw me off the scent?" "That's what he said," replied Chambers. Mr. Barnes easily guessed who was employing Sefton, and onoe more he paid the tribnte of admiration for the caution and ingenious scheming of Mr. MitcheL "Go on," said the detective. "There ain't much more to tell. Sefton hired me to play off that I was Mitchel, and he gave me a cock and bull yam to feed you with about a woman rtanrtaA Rnoft Mltnhftl " "What was that story?" "Say, look here," said Chambers, his confidence and cunning returning as he felt himself out of danger of arrest You don't want that fairy tala You would rather have the trne story, wouldn't you?" "Certainly." "Well, I'm an old timer, lam. There ain't much that's happened in the Crescent that I couldn't remember if I was paid for it" "See here, my man, you are not dealing with Sefton now. You tell me what I want to know, and if I find it is true I'll pay you for it But if you play any tricks, I'll make it warm for you." "That's all right. Suppose I bagin by telling you that this Rose Mitchel, that you say was murdered, was known down ? - T"fc J..H T _ nere cmeny as nose mommuou. ua Montalbon, she was generally called." "La Montalbon?" repeated Mr. Barnes. "Then was she an actress?" "Actress? Well, I guess she was; considerable. But not on the stage. No, she kept a gambling den on Royal street Fitted up like a palace, too, and many a young fool has lost his last dime in that house." "But what about Mitchel? Do you know whether he was conneoted with her in any way?" "I can't give you that dead straight There was some mystery there. I used to go to the Royal street place, and I knew Mitchel in a sort of way. He was always hanging around there. Then there was a while that he didn't show up, and then he turned up again and was introduced as La Montalbon's husband. There was a story going that he had married another girl and deserted her?a young Creole, I think, though I never heard her name." "Did yon know anything about a child, a girl?" <fTLr,^ moa nwrtfKn* /iTiooi? norf. of 4f i.uat ?*ao auvuuci \^uvva v* ?v? There wal a girl, little Rosy. Some said it was the Creole's, hot La Montalbon always claimed it was hers." "What became of Mitchel?" "About a year after he passed as La Montalbou's husband he skipped out? vanished. Several years after that there was another sensation. The child was kidnaped. La Montalbon offered big rewards to recover her, but she never did. Then about three years ago her place began to run down; she lost money, and Anally she, too, disappeared." "If this story is true, it may be quite important Do you think you could identify this man Mitchel?" "Well, I don't know for certain. But, see here, come to think of it, there were two Mitchels, and both named Leroy too." "Are yon sore of that?" "Pretty Bora They were cousins. The other fellow was yonnger. I didn't know him myself. He was a Young Men's Christian association sort of a boy, and not quite in my line. But I sort of remember hearing that he was in love,with the Creole girL But, say, I'll tell you who can give it to you straight as a shipgle." "Ah, who is that?" "An old man named Neuilly. He knew all about the Creole, and so must know about the Mitchels. I think he was in La Montalbon's power. She knew something about him and blackmailed him, as she did lots of others Now that she is dead yon might make him open his mouth." "Very good. Get me his address, and then see what you can find out about the other Leroy Mitchel, the good boy. Discover what became of him and I'll pay you well. Meanwhile don't let Sef ton know tjbat you are not carrying out his scheme." "Say, paid, I tumble to you now. You suspected Sefton and you played your cards to draw me out. Well, you did it neat, and now I'm with you. Good day. When I see you again, I'll have some news for you." The following day Mr. Barnes called at the bachelor home of Mr. Neuilly. The handsome old man received him in stately fashion and courteously asked the detective to explain his mission. For a moment Mr. Barnes did not know how to proceed. He at last said; "Mr. Neuilly, I have come to ask your aid in the cause of justice. I have hesitated to do this, not wishina to disturb you. That I do so now is due to the fact that every other resource has been tried and has failed me." "Proceed, sir," said the host, with a courteous bow. "I am seeking certain information about a woman who was known as La Montalbon, and"? An instantaneous change came over the face of Mr. Neuilly. His hospitable smile of welcome vanished. He rose erect and stiffly said: "I know nothing of that woman, and must wish you a very good morning," with which he deliberately began to walk from tne room. jar. carries ior a moment was nonplused, bnt saw that he most act quickly or lose all chance of gaining any information from this man. "One moment, Mr. Neuilly," he said. "Yon certainly would not refuse to help me convict her murderer." As he expected, the last word brought him back. "Murderer? Did you mean to intimate that she has been murdered ?'' Saying this be stopped for a second, and then slowly returned and sat down again. "Rose Montalbon was murdered in New York some months ago. I believe that I am on the track of the guilty man. Will you aid me?" "That depends upon circumstances. You say the woman is dead. That alters my position in this matter very much. I bad reasons, good ones to me, for refusing to converse with you on this subject But if the woman is dead the ob^AA^iAvia ' Wv* "Romno fVinncrVif. T UUlQUi *?**? Vl4*uvw VMWHQMV he understood. Here waa one of those who had been ruled by fear, as Chambers had said. "What I want from yon, Mr. Neuilly, is very simple. You either can or you cannot give me the information that I wish. Did yon know a man named Leroy Mitchel who was at one ume this woman's husband?" "I knew him very well. He was a scoundrel of the deepest dye, for all that he had the manners of the polished gentleman. " "Do you know what became of him?" "No; he left this city suddenly and has never returned. "Did you know little Rose Mitchel?" "Many a time has she eat upon my knee. This man was her father. He wronged one of the sweetest little girls that ever lived." "Yon knew this girl? Knew her name?" "I did." "What was it?" "That is a secret I have guarded for too many years to be willing to yield it now to a stranger. Yon mnet show me good reasons for giving it to yon before I tell it." "I will explain. This man Mitchel is now in New York. He is abont to marry a sweet, good woman. Yet I think that he m ordered Rose Montalbon, or Mitchel, to get her out of his way. I think that she was blackmailing him. Besides, be has his child with him." Mr. Nenilly started tip and paced the room for some time, mncb agitated. Finally he stopped and said: "Yon say he has the child with him?" "Yes. Here is her likeness." He handed Mr. Nenilly the photograph made by Lucette. Mr. Nenilly looked at it, mnttered " ?ery like, very like!" then remaiped silent for some moments; finally he raid: . .... "And yon think he murdered this woman, Montalbon?" "I do." "It would be terrible to hang that child's father. What dishonor 1 What dishonor 1 Bnt jnstice is justice!" He seemed to be talking rather to himself than to Mr. Barnes. Suddenly he tnrned and said: "I cannot tell yon the name for which yon ask. But I will go with yon to New York, and if this story of yours is true I will move heaven and earth to see justice done That villain must not ruin another young life." "Good," exclaimed the detective, delighted with the result of his visit "One more point, Mr. Neuilly. What do you know of the existence of another Mr. Leroy Mitchel?" "I never met him, though I knew of him. There was a mystery about that which I never could unravel I think that he loved this same girL At any rate, shortly after she died he lost his reason, and is now in an insane asylum. Of course he cannot help us. " Mr. Barnes, after arranging where to meet Mr. Neuilly, returned to the St. Charles to make his own preparations for going north. Up in his room he found Chambers awaiting him. "Well," said the detective, "what have your learned?" "Nothing that will please you, I am sorry to say. Only I have found the other MitcheL He is a lunatic in an asylum out in the suburbs. But the fellow up north is your man sure. This one, tbey say, went crazy because his sweetheart gave him the mitten." "Did you find out the woman's name?" "I could not do that It seems as carefully hidden as though it was a state secret That gives yon an insight into what the oreole pride is." "Very welL I think you have worked for me faithfully. Here is a $100 bilL Will that satisfy you?" "Perfectly. I wish you luck." An hour later a telegram was handed to Mr. Barnes, which read: Have found the child. Lucette. In the afternoon Mr. Barnes started for New York accompanied by Mr. Neuilly. That same night Mr. Robert Leroy Mitchel received a telegram which read: Barnes off for New York. Has old Neuilly with him. If the last named knowB anything, you must be careful. Sefton. After reading this Mr. Mitchel completed his toilet, used the dispatch to light a cigarette and then took his fiancee to the opera. TO BE CONTINUE!*. gId 1813 postage rates in the United States were : "Single letters by land, 40 miles, 8 cents; 90 miles, 10 cents; 150 miles, 12J cents; 300 miles 17 cents; double letters, twice the single rates; ounce at the rate of four single letters. g?" It is poor encouragement to toil through life to amass a fortune to ruiO -Q your children. In 9 cases out of 10 a large fortune is the greatest curse which could be bequeathed to the young and inexperienced. Miscellaneous j&actfittg. ELLERBE FOR GOVERNOR. The Ex-Comptroller General Formally Announced as a Candidate. From the Columbia Register of Monday. General William H. Eilerbe, of Marion is a candidate for governor. This announcement was made yesterday by a member of the Colleton delegation in the general assembly, who said he was authorized to speak for General Eilerbe. This announcement was not unexpected, for The Register, several weeks contained an interview with a legislator, in which he stated that if Governor Evans became a candidate to succeed Hon. John L. M. Irby in the TTnUad fllalPQ apnntp Cffnsrftl F.llprhft J ? would seek to succeed him as tbe tenant of tbe executive mansion. While there has been no authoritative declaration from Governor Evans or any of his friends as to his intentions, tbe announcement of Ellerbe's gubernatorial aspirations, coming from the source whence it issues, is almost tantamount to a declaration of Evans's senatorial candidacy, as it would be a waste of time and money for Ellerbe to run for governor if Evans were seeking re-election. General Ellerbe was one of the original Reformers and did much to bring '"v about the triumph of the movement in 1890, when he became cemptroller general, which office he held four years, filling it to the entire satisfaction of the taxpayiug public, of whose interests he was always a vigilant guard ian. In 1894 General Eilerbee was a candidate for governor, canvassing tbe State and making vigorous speeches from the stump in every county. When John Gary Evans defeated bim for the Reform "suggestion" in the Colleton primary, he gracefully submitted and turned in and helped Evans defeat Dr. Samps Pope, the Independent candidate. This con- , duct made him many friend, especially nmnnor f.hp onnnnrters And ftdmir " J ??o ? -rr ers of Evans, who vowed then that if the chance ever came they would make amends by supporting him for governor. The only other openly avowed Democratic gubernatorial candidate at present is Col. R. B. Watson, senator from Edgefield, whose platform is op position to State support of institutions for higher education. It may be that other candidates will enter the Democratic primary. There was some talk talk yesterday of the possibility of General McLaurin's entering the gubernatorial race, but the general concensus of opinion was that he would go back to congress, in wbich he has made a particularly good record. Whoever the Democrats name as their candidate he will have to beat x that chronic office-seeker, Sampson Pope, who is reported to be determined to play a lone baud once more. Prof. Smith Makes a Successful Experiment.?The Charlotte Observer of last Thursday coutains the following : The first experiment with the Roentgen photographic process in the South has proven successful. At Davidson college, Prof. Henry Louis Smith, of the chair of physics, demonstrated to bis class the utility of the cathode ray. A bullet was fired into the band of the dead Negro in the dissecting room of the medical depart* ment. The photograph discovered the bullet, the x ray peueirating not only the flesh but the bone, and showing the ball behind the bone in the mid* die finger. The bullet from a 32-calibre pistol went obliquely into the palm of the hand near the wrist. The bullet lodged under the central bone of the palm. The photograph was then taken with the purpose of showing the location and the bouy articulation of the hand. The flesh in the photograph appears as a faint shadowy envelope bordering the finger bones and connecting the bones of palm, except very near the wrist, where the palm bones are larger aud fill almost the whole Space. Looked at from the origin of the cathode rays, the bullet, an oblong slug, was exactly behind the bone, yet the rays traversed flesh and bone and give the exact position of the ball, as well as its shape and size. The bones are much more clearly defined than in the Yale and Columbia and most other American photogiaphs which have appeared in the scientific journals, but not so distinct as Prof. Roentgen's. ? -* - UOIDS la a purse, a uuuet nuucu <u a cubic iocb of fat meat and bird shot wrapped in many thicknesses of heavy paper, were photographed with perfect distinctness. In Behalf of Cigarettes. A delegation from the Timmonsville board of trade is in Columbia to protest against the threatened action of the legislature in imposing a tax of 25 cents per package on cigarettes. The delegation claims that the Northern tobacco manufacturers have threatened to boycott the product of this State iyi case the bill becomes a law, and as the South Carolina product is of the quality which is for the most part suitable for the manufacture of cigarettes, the growers in this State will be greatly damaged unless the members of the general assembly see fit to change their minds.