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I98UBI3 TWICE A WEEK?WEDNESDAY AXE 8ATUREAY. i. m. grist & sons, Pnbiishers. } % Jfnmilg Uewspger: 4or flromotion of the political, Social, Agricultural, and Commercial Interests of the ?outh^ { term|wg^?c0Apy,EAV?AJ)raA!'cl!' VOL. 43! YORKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 15, 1897. ]SrO.TooT A CONFLICT C BY RODRIGUES Author of "An Ai Copyright, 1807, by G. P. Putnam's Sons. I Synopsis of Previous Installments. In order that new readers of The Enquirer may begin with the following installment ot this story, and understand it just the same as though they had read it all from the beginning, we here give a synopsis of that portion of it which has already been published: Chapter I.?Fifteen years before the openiug of the story John Lewis went to live in a place called Lee, in New Hampshire, with a little girl 6 years old, Vir- ' ginia, the daughter of his deceased sister. < He had a son who had been left at school, but ran away and shipped for China. Five years after Lewis went to Lee a ' family named Marvel also settled there, i Young Walter Marvel met and loved Vir- ] ginia Lewis. Alice Marvel, Walter's sis- J ter, and Harry Lucas also met and were reported to be in love with each other, f At the opening of the story a person purEorting to be the missing son of John . owis arrives at Lee. Walter Marvel proposes for Virginia's hand to her uncle, who refuses, telling him that his uncle, ' whose name be bears, was a villain and a : convict. Young Marvel draws a pistol and shoots at Lewis, but his aim is divert- ' ed by Virginia. Soon after Lewis is found dead in his room with two bullet holes in his body. His death occurs simultaneously with the arrival of the man who claims to be his son. II.?Mr. ' Barnes, the celebrated detective, and Tom : Burrows, another detective, take up the i case, strongly suspecting Virginia as the criminal. III.?They examine the | grounds about the house where the murder is committed and find footprints of a ] man and a woman, the woman's footprints strengthening their suspicions of ( Virginia. They also find two pistols, one marked ''Virginia Lewis," the other 1 marked "Alice Marvel." Virginia writes < a letter and goes away with it. Barnes, i disguised, follows her. IV.?Virginia , gives her letter to one Will Everly, who . posts it. Barnes keeps his eye on it, gets < possession of it and thus learns the where- ' abouts of Walter Marvel. V.?Virgiuia i visits Alice Marvel, who betrays a knowledge of the murderer. VI.?John Lewis, 1 the supposed son of the murdered man, ' produces envelopes addressed to him to ] grove his identity. He excites suspicion j y leaving his room at midnight. VII.? An autopsy is made of the dead man, and ' Barnes arrives at Lee with young Marvel, < and an inquest is held, at which Alice | Marvel testifies that she tired one of the shots that killed Lewis, and Virginia confesses that she murdered her uncle, pre- 1 sumably to shield the real murderer. XI to XV.?Virginia is released, and Walter Marvel is arrested tor the murder. Barnes , promises Virginia to try to clear her lover and sets about doing so. CHAPTER XVL 1 MR. BARNES ON THE SCENT. As soon as it was settled beyond all doubt that the clothes and locket found under the dam were the ones on which c the fate of SVulter Marvel depended Mr. | Barnes was all activity again. j "Now," said he, speaking rapidly, \ "there is not a moment to lose. We , have saved the innocent, but we must yet find the guilty, and he has a week ( the start of us. How soon can I get ( away from this town?" i "A train passes Lee Depot at 1 j o'clock. You have three-quarters of an hour in which to catch it. My horse < and wagon are at your disposal, of f course." I "Thank you, Mr. Everly. You must i drive me to the station. Before I go I , will give you some instructions, though, on the whole, all I wish is that you two will not tell any one of what wo , have found until von hear from me i again." "But while you are gone must Wal- j ter remain in prison?" asked Virginia. "Yes! It will not hurt him. Neither ( of you must go to him, for if you do | you might betray what I wish kept se- ] cret. Do you promise?" i "But may I not tell Alice that her brother is safe? She is desperately ill, ] and 1 fear that she may lose her reason < if she does not soon hear that there is < no danger threatening Walter." Mr. Barnes considered a moment ana i then said: i "If you find it necessary, you may i tell her that your uncle, Mr. Lewis, is not dead." "Notdead!" exclaimed his two audi- i tors in a breath. "Yes, tell her that he i9 not dead. That will certainly relieve lier mind." , "But how can I explain that when , she knows to the contrary?" "You must exercise your ingenuity. ( Tell her that there has been a mistake as to the identity of the corpse, or anything that occurs to your mind, only do not tell her about the finding of this bundle. I do not wish Mr. Burrows to know what 1 have done, for fear that he may make trouble for me and perhaps ; defeat the ends of justice. Now I must be off. Use your judgment, and, above i all things, whatever you do tell your sick friend, keep it from getting out Goodby! Trust me!" Mr. Barnes was fortunato in finding trains to meet him us be pursued his way to New York by a circuitous route. The one which he boarded at Lee took him as far as Worcester and thence he went on to Albany, knowing that from that point he could easily reaoh New York. As it was. he a-rived in that city before noon on the following day. Leaving the train he hurriedly proceeded up town to Washington Heights. Consulting his memorandum book, he turned a few pages, then paused at one which contained the following address: "John Lewis, Esq. Caro T. Jamison, Washington Heights, N. Y." This he had obtained from Burrows, to whom, it will bo remembered, had been shown three letters by John Lewis, who claimed that they had been written to him by his father while he was at school. Mr. Barnes mado inquiries and very readily found that Mr. Jamison kept a large boarding school for boys and that he had done so for tho last 30 years. Receiving the correct address, he at once proceeded to the sehoolhouse and was soon in the presence of a pleasant old man. "Good morning, Mr. Jamison," began Mr. Barnes. "I am looking for a man who has recently inherited some property, but he cannot be found.. He is IF EVIDENCE. OTTOLEN GUI. ptist In Crime." Bupposed to be dead and probably la The case therefore stands than: If be had a son, that son would inherit, but if not the property goes elsewhere. I have heard that he did have a son, who was for some time at your school, and BU JL UU YO VCU tuicu IjVJ uuuuio j uu| uv|/~ ing that you might be able to assist me." "I am at your service, and if you will give me the name 1 will look over my books and see what I can find." "The name is John Lewis, and it is about 14 or 15 years since the lad was supposed to be here. Moreover, it may belp you to remember him if 1 tell you that it is further supposed that be ran away from school and went to sea." "1 am afraid you have been misinformed, " said the schoolmaster, shaking his venerable head. "Nothing of that kind ever occurred here. I do not recall ouch a name of a pupil, but I knew a man of ttiat name once and have good reason to remember him." "Wili you tell me about it?" "Certainly. Now let me see. It must have been about the very time that you mention, though 1 could give you the exact date, a gentleman called here and wished to see the school. H6 said that he had a son wnom he wished to place in a military institution such us this. His name was Lewis. After I had explained our methods to him he went away, promising to call again. This he did, and on his second visit be told me that his son had refused to go to a military academy, and that he had placed bim elsewhere. However, he seemed very much interested in the school and made several suggestions as to improvements. When 1 explained to him that there were no funds for any such purDose. he cenerously offered to pay any bills that might be incurred. I protestid at first, but he persisted. He even 3ame here himself to superintend the ilterations." "You say that he lived here a short time?" "Yes, about a month." "Can you tell me whether his mail was received here?" "Oh, yes. He was a stranger in the :ity and had no other address while he pas here. So of coarse his letters came <o the academy." "While he was with you did his son iver come to visit him?" "No, I never saw the boy, but he :onstantly spoke of his son, and if he is :be party for whom you are looking I :ave no doubt that he has or bad a son. Chat seems to be the fact which yon vished to substantiate, I believe?" "Yes, that is all that I wish, except hat I would like to find the son. Howjver, as you cannot aid me there, I bid fou good morning, and I thank you for four courtesy." Leaving the academy, Mr. BarneB walked as far as the nearest station of ;he elevated railroad and went down Sown to Grand street; thence he walked to the office of the Norwich line of steamers. Addressing the clerk, he said: "Do you keep a passenger list?" "Well, hardlv that, in the strict sense 3< the term. Bat we keep the names of ?11 who take staterooms." "Can you let mo see that list for last Saturday night's steamer?" The list was handed to him, and he carefully ran his finger over the column ( nntil it rested on the name "Walter Marvel." He copied the number of the stateroom assigned, and left the dock with a smile of satisfaction. "I think [ may have some dinner now," said he to himself, and he entered a restaurant where he partook of a substantial meal, after which he went to police headquarters, asked for the ins]-. r and was at once shown into the p. . .ate office of that official. "Good morning, inspector," said Mr. Barnes. "I would like to ask whether there has been a report of any one missing in this city during this week?" "Why, yes, there has!" The inspector eyed him keenly. "Mr. Barnes, what do you know?" "I am working on the Lewis murder case, inspector; up in Lee, N. H., you know." The inspector nodded, and Mr. Barnes continued: "I have left the Pilkingtons because they permitted another man to interfere with me. If my theory be correct, I must trace a niau from this city to Lee." "Jf you have left the Pilkiugtons," said tho inspector, "I will help you. A womuu reported hero yesterday that her husband has been missing since last Saturday and that sho feared foul play. I put a man on the case, and he has trace him as far us a sound steamer; so ho is probably down your way." "Is any name given?" "Yes, but as you must bo in a hurry, take the papers with you. I intrust the whole matter to your judgment. " Mr. Barnes thanked the inspector for this mark of confidence, and then left tho building. Half an hour later he was at a fashionablo up town hotel and had 6ent his card up to the woman named. In a few minutes moro ho was in her preseuca "I see by your card that you aro a detective," began the woman, "and I suppose that you have brought me news of my husband." "I huvo found out that ho left the city last Saturday night. Did you know of his intention to do so?" "I did not, but it does not surprise me that ho has dono so. Where has he gone?" "I came to see if you cau help mo on that point All I know is that he went away on a sound steamer. Havo you any idea of any object which would call him east?" "Yes, but I may bo wrong and would prefer not to commit myself. 1 might be betraying what ho wishes kept private." "Will you answer a few other questions?" "I will answer all that I think I should." "First, then, tell me how long your husband has been in Now York." "Wo arrived about two weeks before he disappeared." "You say 'arrived.' Am I to understand that you came from abroad?" "Yes. We have been in Europe for many years." "Had your husband any special reason for returning to America?" "Yes; but I cannot explain that to you further than to say that it is a purpose which for many years he has wished to accomplish." "Why, then, did he delay the matter so long?" ' 'I must not tell you that" She colored deeply. "I do not desire to appear too inquisitive, madam, but if you wish me to accomplish anything you must give me mnro infm-mntinn. Tell me this: Do VOU suppose that it is iu pursuance of this purpose that your husband has gone out of the city?" "I fear so." "You fear so? Is there any danger, then, that he risks?" The woman bit her lip at this slip and said: "There might be. I do not know." "Has he gone in search of an enemy?" "I cannot suy." She seemed decidedly uneasy at the questions of the detective. The latter paused a moment, considering, and then asked: "Do you know the name of this man who is your husband's enemy?" "I did not say that it is a man or that my husband has an enemy." "You did not, but that is evidently the case. Now, do you happen ever to have heard of John Lewis?" The woman started up in dismay aud excitedly exclaimed: "What do you know of that man?" "Then you admit that you know him?" "I know who he is, but what is it fVinf. mn trnrnw. niirl whv do VOU men tion his uume?" "I know, xuadam, that your husband left this city for the east on Saturday night last and that on tho following night John Lewis was murdered." "My God! This is terrible 1" cried the woman, as sho sank into a chair and covered her face with her hands. Mr. Barnes waited a moment for her to recover from her surprise and then ' said: "I will te.i you more. An innocent man has been arrested for the crime and is in prison." ' 'How does all this interest me? Of He saw the great mastiff lying on the floor within. course it shocked me to hear so sudden ly that one whom I knew has been murdered, but further than that what is it to me?" . "That is what I am trying to find ' out. Was Mr. Lewis a friend of yours?" "A friend? Far from it," she answered almost fiercely. "Ah! Then it is not his death that ' troubles you?" "Who says that I am troubled?" "I do, and I think it is because you know or think that your husband went to that town expressly to kill Lewis." "He did nothing of the kind," she answered quickly, losing her self possession in her excitement "My husband only wanted to recover his child, whom that mau had stolen from him." "At last we have it," said Mr. Barnes with satisfaction. "Your husband, then, is the father of the girl. In that case you must be her mother, and therefore Lewis' sister?" "His sister? Her mother? You are mad." "Explain it, then." Mr. Barnes was puzzled. "I will explain nothing. You have got more out of mo now than I should have told." "Then I will hunt for your husband, for he must be the man who killed Mr. Lewis. Let me tell you that I have tracked him backward from the scene of the crime to this city. Another detective followed his trail from the murder, but he did not succeed in apprehending him." "Then, thank God, he is safe!" "You are wrong. The other detective failed, but I will not." "You dare to tell me this and want my help?" "We must think of the innocent." "What do I care for the innocent? I do not know them." "Let me tell you who they are. There is the girl, the daughter of your husband." "Ah! Is she accused?'" "She is thought to be an accessory." "Good! I am glad. And the other, who is that? You spoke of a man." "The other is thought to be the murderer. It is Walter Marvel." "What! Youuc Walter? This is worse than I could have imagined. Well, bo bo it. I care nothing for him either." "Madam, have you no heart? Would you see the innocent suffer for the guilty?" "The innocent? How do I know who is innooent? You say these people are accused, The authorities must know what they are doing. There must be evidence against them, and most likely they are guilty. Why should I do anything, and what can I do anyway?" "All I ask of ynu is to give me the information that i wish." "What information?" "Tell me the exuct relations which exist between your husband and John Lewis?" "I will tell you nothing." "You are determined?" ' "I am! Do your worst!" "Very well, madam! Perhaps I may yet find a way to make you suffer for your stubbornnese." "How dareyou threaten me? I'll have : you turned out of this hotel!" "Stop a minute! You forgot that I am a detective. If you ring, I will arrest you." "Arrest me? And pray what charge i will you make? I am not easily frightened. " "I will oharge you with complicity in the murder of John Lewis!" < "That is farcioaL I have been in New York only." ' 'Yon are an aooessory before the fact, i You knew that your husband went out i of the city with a murderous intent. < Therefore I think that in this state, under our penal code, you could be indict- < ed as a principal." "Curse yon, you are a demon!" i Mr. Barnes considered a moment, and then said: < ' 'I have half a mind to arrest you any- : way!" "Do so if you wish 1 But I will tell you nothing, though I should be kept in prison forever." "I haven't time to wait in the city, or I would try the experiment. As it is, I must be sure that I can get you when i I want you." So saying, Mr. Barnes 1 stepped up to the electrio call and pressed the button. A,moment later a bellboy knocked at the door. Mr. Barnes : opened it and said: "Call a districtkmessenger and bring : me some writing materials!" " What do you mean to do?" asked the ' woman. "You shall see." In a short time the bellboy returned, 1 and with him the messenger. Mr. Barnes took a piece of paper and wrote 1 as follows: Bend me your best shadow. Important. Barnes. Placing this in an envelope, he sealed it and addressed it to the inspector whom he bad seen at police headquarters. Handing it to the messenger, he ' said: "Deliver that as quickly as possible. Here is an extra quarter for yourself." Un fKan oof ^nnrn onH pnmmflrmpii fa) XIO UUCU CUV uvnu uuu w?r read a newspaper. The woman said nothing for a time, bat at the e>'(L of 1 half an hoar, daring which the imper- ' tarbable detective had not raised his j eyes from his paper, she jumped up, , walked to the window and stood look- ' ing oat. Mr. Barnes may not have seen . her move, so little notice did he seem ; to take. After a few minotes at the ; window she went in the direction of the door, bat apparently with no spe- ' oial object in view. Suddenly, with the ' agility of a cat, she made a dart for the knob and grasped it Still the detective 1 made no sign. She turned the knob and gave the doer a pall, bat it did not open as she had expected, and after a few J futile attempts she turned on Mr. Barnes like a fury: "How dare yon lock my door?" "Is it locked?" "Of course it is, and you locked it" J "You are mistaken." "How is it fastened then?" "Yoa aaid it is locked, did yon not? j I have not examined it" "How did it get locked?" "Since yon are so anxious to know, I ] will be more amiable than you and tell pou. I asked the bellboy to turn the , key on the outside." " Why did you do that?" "I did not wish to loso yonr pleasant company until the arrival of my friend, ' lor whom I have 6ent. Ah, there's his 1 knock!" Going to the door, he said, xuru luu acj uuu tuuio m. The lock shot back and a man en- 1 tered. Addressing Mr. Barnes, he said: "I am No. 56." 1 "A shadow?" "A shadow." 1 "What is the meaning of this iruper- ' tiuence?" said the woman, in a rage, but neither of the men appeared to notice her. Mr. Barnes continued: "Look at this woman well. I will expect you to know where she is when I 1 ask you for her. Do you understand?" ' "I do." "Good morning." No. 56 left the apartment. "Now perhaps you will explain what 1 this means." "I was about to do so. Understand ( that if you make any attempt to leave J the city that man will prevent it. You may change boarding places as often as 1 you please, but remain in the city. 1 That is all. Good morning." Before 1 she could say a word he had gone. 1 Mr. Barnes went directly to the ' Grand Central railroad depot and start- ' ed for Lee, where he arrived early on J the following morning. Reaching tho i farm, he found Virginia in the parlor. 1 She advanced to meet him with a cor- I dial greeting. < "I am so relieved to see you back t again. What news have you?" < "I have discovered the murderer. " i "You have? Who is he? Tell me at i once.1' i "It is the man who has passed as your i cousin." ( "My uncle's son?" "No, not your uncle's son, though that is what he called himself. I must ' find him at once. Where is he?" < "Ho has gone." "Gone! Gone where? I will follow I him to the end of the earth. He shall I not escapo me. Where hus he gone?" i "We do not know. I told you, when 1 I last saw you, that ho would pass the i night at the squire's, hut it seems that ] he must havo retired to his room after . the funeral, for he was hero at break- i fast." "Well? Goon! Go on!" Tho detective was impatient. I "After breakfast ho again went to 1 his room. We saw nothing more of him nntil dinner time. Then 1 went in to call him, bnt he was not there. He has not been seen since." "Perhaps he went to the squire's." "I went over to see Alice this morning and learned that no one bad seen him 6ince the funeral." "Too late! Too late after all my troublol" moaned the detective. He leaned bis heud on his hands and seemed almost about to weep. Virginia did not know what to say to him; so thinking it best to leave him to himself she noiselessly left the room. Mr. Barnes remained iD one position for fully ten minutes, but suddenly he jumped up and seemed all animation again. "Miss Lewis! Miss Lewis!" he cried in great excitement. At the sound of his voice Virginia came hurrying in and was astonished at the change in hiB demeanor. "Miss Lewis," said he, speaking rapidly, "you say that ho went to his room and has not been seen since?" "Yes, he must have come out"? "Never mind that Tell me, is it the Bame room which he occupied when he Blept here on the night after the murder?" " Yes. Thinking that he was my uncle's son, I gave him my uncle's room." "Your uncle's room? Of course. It is as clear as day. During that first night Burrows heard mysterious noises. He came down into this man's room and found it empty. Burrows sat by his door all night to ask him where he had been, and, although he did not pass him, nevertheless in the morning the man was in the room. Do you understand?" "Not clearly." "It is very simple 1 There is a secret apartment in this house, and the murderer is at this moment concealed in it" "A secret room I It is impossible!" "Anything else is impossible, you mean. This is not the day of miracles, and a man cannot disappear in this way in broad daylight" "But how will you find it, if it exists?" "It will be easy enough to find it if we know that it is in existence. In the first place, there must be a way to enter it from that room in which your uncie slept. Come, we will go there first." Together they went to the room, and Mr. Barnes looked abont for Rome sign that would guide him aright. After reasoning for a moment, as Burrows had done at the Epping house, he said: "I have it. I will go straight to it Burrows heard this man in the secret apartment, and Burrows was up stairs; 30 I am sure that the place of which we are in search is above. Now what is its sxact location? It must be accessible to this room, and yet the room which Burrows occupied is as large as this. Now observe that the closet in the corner projects out into the hall. In your room there is a similar closet. On this floor, In the hall, between these two projections for the closets, is the little passage leading from the main hall into the dining room. 1 have noticed that up stairs there are no closets and, of course, no 3uch passageway. Therefore the space occupied by them below indicates where the secret room is to be found on the uext floor." "But how shall we get in?" "I think it will be difficult fur you to io so, for I expect that the entrance is through the ceiling of the closet in this room. I will now look." Mr. Barnes opened the closet door, and then started back as he saw the great mastiff lying on the floor within, rhe dog arose aud went up to Virginia, whining pitifully. Then he went back into the closet, raised himself upon his bind legs, rested his fore paws against the wall of the closet aud with head upturned howled in a horribly suggestive maimer. "Do you eee," said Mr. Barues, "the brute knows that there is something wrong up there?" Virginia coaxed the dog away from the closet, and the detective stood on a chair and examined the coiling. In a moment he announced: "I have it. Here is tho trapdoor." A minute later he had drawn himself up through the aperture and disappeared. Very soon, however, ho returned, and as he dropped to the floor he said: "He is up there?dead! Suicide, I mspect. You must go at once for the squire. Pardon my not doing so, but I bave a reason for wishing to remain with the body until it be turned over to the coroner." Virginia gladly hurried away upon in errand which 6he knew promised the speedy release of her lover. TO BE CONTINUED. Paper Underclothing.?The evernventive Japanese are now making inderclothing of their finely crisped ir grained paper. It is very tough, ind at the same time very flexible. The paper is not sized, and is not impermeable, and when it has been wet,ed it is difficult to tear; in fact, it presents almost the same difficulty to ,ear with the hand as does the kid ised for ladies' gloves. The garmeuts nade of this paper are cut to shape ind then put together by means of a leedle and thread, and the places which require buttons and button.%? /* ofemwrtllonDH ll'lth niPt'Pti Cif JU?C3 (UC DllVUjji'iJVMVu *?IVM i^.vww w. talico and linen. One might imagine hat a paper shirt would feel somewhat stiff and uncomfortable, but it seems that this is uot so, and that ifter it has been woru an hour or two t no more interferes with the transpiration of the body than would one of ;otton or linen. IST" A recent scientific invention is .hat of a submarine camera, by means )f which the sea bottom can be distinctly photographed. Several aterapts have been made to effect this aefore, but this is the first successful esult. The inventor is Captain Boreum, of the Brazilian navy, who has ilready obtained some magnificent pictures of the great depths below. A.n electric lamp supplies the light, xnd the camera is water tight. #&* We are tossed about in infancy :o keep us still, and we are tossed ibout later in life to make us active. "THE PRETTY SERGEANT." The story of Virginia Ghesquiere, the French heroine, who was decorated with the order of the Legion of Honor for distinguished bravery during one of the campaigns of the French army in Spain, is graphically told by Emile Cere in his history of "Madame Sans-Gene et Les Femmes Soldats." i In the conscription of 1806 a young man by the name of Ghesquiere was enlisted among the forced recruits of j the department of the Haut-RbiD. The beardless conscript was frail and delicate, utterly unable to bear the fatigues and hardships of war. Realizing the physical incapacity of her twin brother, whom she very closely resembled, the brave and unselfish sister, Virginia, decided to take his < place id toe raDKS. With the courage of a high and , noble motive, Virginia Ghesquiere < begged her parents to allow her to do for France what her brother's ill health rendered it impossible for him to do, and so earnestly did the young patriot < j plead that she won their consent. DonDing her brother's apparel, the i intrepid girl presented herself at the department on the following day, and I was assigned to the Twenty-seventh i regiment by the unsuspecting officer whose duty it was to enroll recruits. For six years the brave young woman preseryed her disguise, aud during this period was several times re- i warded for gallant conduct. At Wa- i gram the "pretty sergeant," as the i modest, effeminate-looking young soldier was generally called, had the j honor of saving the life of the colonel i of the regiment, who had fallen into the Danube, and would have perished but for her efforts. On the second of May, 1808, after j the battle of Lisbon, the "pretty sergeaut" performed a deed of valor that won for her the decoration of the | Legion of Honor. The girl soldier, who was now ser- i geant of a company of riflemen, perceived at a short distance from the j field of battle the figure of the colonel of the regiment lying under the body i of his dead horse. Turning to two I J? ~l IA llTUo k?.s1? nf a cuuiruuea, one otuu, xue uvuj v> ? colonel is a flag that belongs to the regiment, and the Twenty-seventh will take it." As she spoke she advanced toward i the prostrate officer, followed by two i soldiers. Her comrades, both weak i from the loss of blood, were unable to reach the goal, so that the burden of tbe affair fell upon her slender shoulders. i On reaching the spot, she found it impossible to lift the heavy body of the fallen officer, tug and struggle as she might! She was now, moreover, beset by two straggling English soldiers. Seized by a sort of frenzy at this cowardly interruption of a merciful deed, tbe little sergeant fired at one of her assailants, wounded him in the shoulder, and then disabled the other by vigorous blows from her gun-stock. Both Britons surrendered and assisted her in placing the officer, who still breathed, upon a horse which had strayed near. Compelling tbe Englishmen to allow themselves to be attached to the horse's tail, the "pretty sergeant" made a triumphal entry into camp, and was soon after made a Chevalier of the Legion. One of the most singular circumAp kJo AnHAIIQ Kiq^apu i Q t.hftt. SlUUUCa ul IfUiO v/UI1VUO uiovvi j akj vmv>v after the wars were over the woman who had won renown on the battlefield and public recognition from the empire resumed there the old, simple tranquil domestic life of her childhood. Virginia Ghesquiere died in 1855, but her memory will always live among the inhabitants of Delemont, who from one generation to another will tell their children's children the story of the i girl-soldier who served France so heroically for her brother's sake. ONE BULLET TO THREE SQUIRRELS. The stories recent told in The Companion of the manner in which the South African Boers save their ammunition, and in the act of saving it became wonderful sharpshooters, are quite surpassed by an account which a writer in the Chicago Inter-Ocean gives of the hunting of a Kansas boy in the old days. Ammunition was then so scarce and dear that the bullet had to be used for the killing of more than one animal. Jack Yokely was this Kansas boy. He was "raised" by his grandfather. This grandfather bad a gun which he was willing to lend the boy to shoot squirrels with, on condition that the boy should furnish his own ammunition and should know where the squirrel was, before he left the house with the gun. Jack had no money; but he managed to get a little powder from a traveler for takine care of his horse. and he found one bullet. He selected a fat squirrel which he knew would be a welcome addition to the family larder, and set out to shoot it. He could not shoot it on the top of a limb, for if he did he would lose the bullet. He bad to wait all the forenoon, until he caught the squirrel against the trunk of the tree, and then fire at it. The ball went through the squirrel and killed it; then Jack skinned and dressed it and presented is to his grandmother for dinner, and went back and dug the bullet out of the tree with his kuife. While the grandfather was eating his share of the squirrel and complimenting it, Jack modestly suggested that three charges of powder would be a fair price to pay for so good a dinuer. The grandfather smiled, and after dinner carefully measured out thrpfi nharires of nowder. Jack took the battered bullet, chewed it into a form bordering on the globular, loaded his gun, and was ready for another squirrel. The next time he "located" a squirrel, very mu . the same performance was repeated, though this time he had to dig the bullet out of a fence rail. He chewed the ball round again, loaded once more, and still had one charge of powder in reserve. Squirrel number three was a beauty, but be insisted on running around behind the trunk of the tree, and peeping up over a crotch and barking at Jack in the most impudent manner, as if he knew that the boy would not shoot when the bullet would go into the air. Back aDd forth the squirrel would go, cbittering and chattering, peeping from behind the tree; but as often as Jack manoeuvred so as to get his game against the trunk or a branch, the little creature would frisk about, continually peering over the fork or from the side of the tree. Just by way of amusement, Jack drew a bead on the squirrel's head as it peeped from behind the tree, and just at this moment the squirrel barked, and as the boy said, actually "made faces at him." This was too much. Jack blazed away, the squirrel fell dead to the ground?but the precious bullet was gone! Jack Yokely has never since, in the stories he tells of those days, ceased to blame himself for "wasting that bullet when he had killed only three squirrels with it." THE TEETH. Most people have a general idea that it is wise to take care of the teeth, and accordingly do so, as they suppose. They rub a brush hurriedly two or three times over the front of the teeth before going to bed, or on getting up in the morning, and think they have cleaned their teeth. The importance of sound and serviceable teeth as an aid to health cannot be overestimated, for upon their good condition depends the thorough mastication of the food, which is the first, and not the least, requisite of good digestion. Many a person doses himself with all sorts of remedies to aid digestion, when the real cause of his dyspepsia may be found in the rvrvAK fitnta r\f V* i Q tonf V) puui oia^ vt uio wvvu* The proper time to brush the teeth is after each meal and at bedtime. Before this is doDe all particles of food should be removed from between the teeth by means of a toothpick, or, better, dental floss. Then they should be brushed thoroughly with a brush of medium stiffness dipped in tepid water. Very hot and very cold water are equally harmful. The brush should be used with an up and down movement, and not sideways only, and the backs of the teeth should be brushed even more carefully than the fronts, for it is there that tartar tends to accumulate. Many think that tartar is harmless, but this is an erroneous belief; its accumulation is one of the principal causes of the loosening of the teeth, and its presence exposes one constantly to the recurrence of gum-boils. The use of some good dentifrice once a day, or two or three times a week, keeps the teeth whiter and betterlooking, but is not absolutely necessary when the tooth-brush is used regularly after each meal. Rinsing the mouth after each brushing with some pleasantly-flavored antiseptic solution helps to avert decay of the teeth. Finally, not the least important point in the care of the teeth is a regular semiannual visit to the dentist, that he may examine the teeth and fill at once any beginning cavity. In ?v>5o mow fha toAt.h mav hfi nrfififirved. UUIO rt MJ VUV J r. y accidents excepted, for a long lifetime, and the natural teeth, even when filled and repaired, are many times better from every point of view than any artificial ones.?Youth's Companion. TRACKING A THIEF. He was a thief of the kind often spoken of as defaulters. His accounts ?as manager of a Chicago company? were short; in other words, he had been stealing the company's money. On the day that his rascality was discovered he disappeared. His bond had been furnished by a Baltimore company, and they made it their business to find him. How they did it is told by tbe Detroit Journal: Pinkerton's entire force was put to work on the case, and the city was searched for two days without revealing any trace of the missing man. Mr. Macbeth and Billy Pinkerton went to the absent manager's office to look over his books and personal effects in hopes of finding a clue. They ransacked a private desk without finding anything to which they attached any importance, and Pinkerton had turned to leave the room, when Macbeth spied in one corner of the desk a public library card issued in the name of the man for whom they were looking. Observing by the entries on the card that several books bad been taken from the library within a month, he put tbe card in bis pocket, and left the office in company with the detective. When they were in the street the detective said: "Why did you take that library card ?" "I have an idea," Macbeth answered, "and I want to go at once to tbe public library." An examination of the card showed that tbe missing man bad procured 14 ***** * ' '? ? /lAmnorlcnn nf ainereat uuu&s, auu a uuuj^ui<^vu the numbers on the cards with the titles of the books at the library revealed the subjects be bad been studying. The first book taken was entitled, "A Trip to Nicaragua," the second, "A History of Nicaragua," and nearly all the others related to Central America. "He. has gone to Central America," said Pinkerton. "That's right," Macbeth answered, "and it's not yet too late to catch him at New Orleans." Telegrams were sent to the Crescent City giviDg full descriptions of the man, and the next day he was arrested in the office of a steamship company while waiting for his turn at the ticket window. He would have sailed a few hours later for Central America.