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Upon this announcement Fanferlo>" was seized with a violent desire to boat a rotreat. By what chance could Leeoq want anything of him? While he thus hesitated .lanouiile seized him by the arm and pulled him in. saying: "I>o you want to take root there? Come along. Your patron is waiting for you." In the middle of a large room curiously furnished, half library and half greenroom, was seated at a desk the same person with gold spectacles who had said to Prosper at the police office. "Courage." This was M. Lecoq in his otiicial character. Upon Fanferlot's entrance as ho advanced resiK'clfully. bowing. M. Leeoo laid down his pen and said, looking sharply at hiui: "Ah. here you are. mv man. Well, it seems you haven't made much progress in the Bertomy case." "Why." murmured Fan for let. "you know"? "I know that you have mixed everything until you can't see your way out. so that you are ready to give up." "But it was not I"? M. Leeoq arose and walked up and down the room. Suddenly he confronted I'anferlot. "What would you tbink. Master Squirrel." lie said ironically, "of a man who abuses the confidence of those who employ him. who reveals just enough to lead the prosecution on the wrong scent, who sacrifices to his own foolish vanity the cause of justice and the liberty of an unfortunate man?" Fatlferlot recoiled a step. "I should say." he stammered?"I should say"? "You think. Mr. Squirrel, that this man ought to be punished and dismissed from his employment, and you are right The less a profession is honored, the more honorable should those be who belong to it. Nevertheless you have been false to yours. Ah, Mr. Squirrel, we are ambitious, and we try to make the police force serve us. We let justice go her way and we go ours." "But I swear"? "Silence! Do you pretend to say that you did your duty it) what you told the judge of instruction? While others were informing against the nnctiinp von iimlcrfook tn inform against the banker. You spied upon him. You became intimate with his valet." Was M. Lecori really angry? Fanferlot, who knew him well, was in doubt. lie did not know what to think of this devil of a man. "If you were only skillful." he continued. "But. no: you wish to be a master, and you are not fit to he a journeyman." "You are right." said Fanferlot pite ously. seeing that it was useless to de nv anything. "But how get on with an affair like this, where there was not even a trace or sign to start from?" M. Lccoq shrugged his shoulders. "Poor fellow! Why. don't you know that on the very day you were sent for with the commissary to verify the robbery you held?I do not say certainly, but very probably held?in your great stupid hands the means of knowing whether the key of the cashier or the banker had been used when the robbery was committedV" "What do y?u mean?" "Y'ou want to know? I will tell you. Do you remember the scratch you discovered on the safe door? You were so struck by it that you exclaimed at seeing it. You carefully examined it and were convinced that it was a fresh scratch. You thought, and rightly. too. that this scratch was made at the time of the robbery. Now, with what was it made? Evidently will) a key. That being the case, you should have demanded the keys both of the hanker and tne casni.r. < me m mem would have had some particles ??r the hard green paint sticking to it." Fanferlot listened wills open mouth to this explanation. At the hist words lie violently skipped his forehead with his hand and cried out: *'I inoeeile!" "You have spoken correctly." said M. I.ecoq. "Iinhecile! This proof is hefore your eves, and you d>> not s??e it! This scratch is the only clew. If I find the guilty party, it will he l.y means of this scratch, and I am determined that I will tind him." At a distance Fanferlot was very hrave. l>ui in M. I.eco'j's presence he yielded to the influence which this ex traorlinarv man exercised upon all who approached hi in. This exact in formation, these minute details of all his secret movements and e\i-n thoughts. _ |? t* By... | Emile j-? _ . Jjftt Gaboriau || *ss^*s=s=^=?*|* > ? & upset Uim. Ilow had M. Lecoq obtained them? "Have you been long looking up this case?" lie asked. "Probably. Hut I am not infallible [and may have overlooked some important evidence. Take a seat and tell me all you know." One could not deceive M. Lecoq. so Fanferlot told the exact truth, a rare thing for him to do. However, as he reached the end of his statement a feeling of mortified vanity prevented his telling how he had been fooled by (Jipsy and the stout man. "It seems to me. Master Squirrel, that you have forgotten something. How far did you follow the empty coach?" Fanferlot despite his assurance blushed and hung his herd. "Oh." he stammered, "you know !il)OUt that? IIow did you"? Rut a sudden idea entered his brain, lie stopped short, bounded off his chair and cried: "Oh. I kuow! You were the large man with red whiskers." Fanferlot's surprise gave so singular an expression to his face that M. Lecoq could uot restrain a smile. "Then it was you." continued the bewildered detective. "You are the large gentleman at whom 1 stared so as to impress his appearance upon my mind, and I never recognized you! What an actor you would make if you would go on the stage! Rut I was disguised, too - very well disguised." "Very poorly disguised. It is only just to you that I should tell you so. Do you think that a heavy beard and a blouse are unrecognizable? The eye. the eye! The art lies in being able to change the eye. That is the secret." This explained why the lynx eyed Lecoq never appeared at the police office without his gold spectacles. "But." said Fanferlot. following up his idea, "you have made the little girl confess, which Mine. Alexandre could not do? You know why she leaves the Archangel, why she does not wait for M. de Chimeran and why she bought calico dresses?" "She is following my advice." "In that case." said the detective dejectedly, "there is nothing left for me to do but to acknowledge myself an ass." "No. Squirrel," said M. Lecoq kindly, "you are not an ass. You merely did ,1,I.-mo. n ?n?.fc lu'Vond VIIUU? ILl UliUViiuu.ur, w your capacity. Have you progressed ouc step since you started in this affair? No. That shows that, although you are incomparable as a lieutenant, you do not possess the qualities of a general. 1 ant goiug to present you with au aphorism. Iteinemher it and let it he your guide in the future-'One may shine in lite second rank who would be totally eclipsed in the tirst.'" Never had Fanferlot seen liis patron so talkative and good matured. Finding his deceit discovered, he had expected to be overwhelmed with a storm, whereas lie had escaped with a little shower that had cooled his brain. Lecoq's anger disappeared like one of those heavy clouds which threaten in the horizon for a moment stud then are suddenly swept away by si gust of wind. Hut the husbaud of Mine. Alexandre felt uueasy. lie was afraid that something might be eotieeuled beneath this affability. "Ito you know who the thief is?" lie asked. "1 know do more than you do. anu you seoin to have made up your mind, whereas I am still undecided. You declare that the cashier is innocent and the hanker guilty. I don't know whether you are right or wrong I started after you and have only reached my preliminaries. 1 am certain of hut one thing, and that is that a scratch was on the safe door That scratch is my starting point " As lie spoke M. Leco<| took from his desk and unrolled an immense sheet of drawing paper. On this paper was photographed the door of M. Kauvol's safe. Mvei v detail was given minutely. One could set' the live movable huttons with the engraved letters and the narrow, projecting brass lock. The scratch was indicated with admirable exactness. "Now." said M. LccO?i. "here is our scratch. It runs from top to bottom, starting front the hole in the lock, diagonally and. you see. from left to rightthat is to say. it terminates on the side next to the private staircase leading to the I'anker's apartments. Very deep at the lock, it ends off in a scarcely perceptible mark." "I see." "v.itni-iln- roil flii.llcht Mint this scratch was made 1 y the person who t?hi!; | in* imiiii y. J.et lis sr.- if \ oil were riuht. I liriv?* here I?11!? iron |>!iTiitMl jjivcn like M. I'mixd'a safe. Take a Lev ami ny to scratch it." Without see;air thrmurh his chiefs iHotivo. tin* detective did as ho was hid. seralchiny: vigorously with tin* key. "The ilcmur In- saiil after several Attempts. "This paint is awfully hard to tnovc." "Very hard. my friend. ami vot that on tho safo is still hanh't". So. yeij see. tin- serateh von discovered could not have hccii iicii'.c liv tin- tr>*n:I*1 in:r hand of a thief Ictiina: the toy slip.** "I never should have thounllt of that. It certainly required jrrcal force ^ to make so deep a serateli." "Yes. but how was it done? I have J5 been rackin>: my brain for throe days. ' and only yesterday I came to a con| elusion. I.et us examine together and see if our conjectures present enough | chances of probability to establish a ^ | starting point." . " I M. Lecoq abandoned tho photograph Sl and. walking to the door communicatI ing with liis bedroom, took the key n from the loek. K "Come here. Fanferlnt, and stand lty a niv side. There, very well. Suppose that I want to open this door and you don't want me to open it. When you j see me about to put the key in the [ lock, what would be your lirst Im- u pulse?" c "To put my hands on your arm and draw it toward me quickly, so as to prevent your introducing the key." "Precisely so. Now let us try it. Proceed." ' Fanferlot obeyed, and the key held by M. I.eeoq. pulled aside from the lock, slipped along the door, making an exact reproduction of the scratch in ' the photograph. "Oh. oh. oh!" exclaimed Fanferlot in 1 three different tones as he stood staring at the door. "Do you begin to understand now?" ; asked M. Lecoq. t( "Understand! n Why. a child could understand it now. Ah. what a man ' you are! I see the scene as if I had " been present. Two persons were at the safe. One wished to take the money; the other wished to prevent its being taken. That is certain." Accustomed to triumphs of this sort, V M. Lecoq was much amused at Fan- ' ferlot's enthusiasm. "There you go off half cocked again," a lie said good humoredly. "Yon regard " as sure proof a circumstance which 11 may he accidental and at the most * only prohahle." "No, a man like you could not he mistaken. There is no doul.t ahout it." ( "That being the case, what deduc- j? tions would you draw from our discovery?" M "In the first place, it proves the cashier innocent." "IIow so?" 'r "Iiecause, at perfect liberty to open the safe whenever he wished to do so, 11 he would not have brought a witness " when he intended to commit the theft." 1 "Well reasoned. Hut on this suppo- J, sition the hanker would also he innocent. Think." '* Fanforlot reflected, and all of his ' animation vanished. "It is so." ho said in a despairing tone. "What can he done now?" "Find the third rogue, or. rather, the ,v real rogue?the one who opened the safe and stole the notes and who is p still at largo, while others are suspocted." "Impossible! M. Fauvel and his cashier onlv had keys, and they alS< ways kept them on their persons." "Pardon me. On the evening of the rohhery the banker left his key in the secretary." "Yes. hut the kev alone was not suf- , ? - . d ficient to open the safe. The word also R( was tieeessary. M. I.ecoq shrugged Ills shoulders iuipatiently. "What was the word?" be asked. "Gipsy." [J "Which is the name of the cashier's grisette. The day you find a man suf- Ji( fieienlly intimate with Prosper to he (i( aware of all the circumstances con- v nceted with this name, and at the j.. same time on a footing with the Fau- j vol family which would give him the privilege of entering M. Fauvel's (). chain her. then you will discover the real thief: then the problem will be sol veil." j Egotistical. like all great artists. M. ^ I.ecoq had never had a pnpi! and never wished to have one. lie hated assist- _ ants, wishing to share neither the u pleasure of success nor the pain of dofeat. Thus Fanferlot. who knew his .r patron's character, was surprised to j, hear him giving advice who heretofore ^ hail only given orders. |( "Chief." he ventured to say, "you (I( seem to take a great personal interest in this affair?you have so deeply studled it." II M. f.ocoq started nervously and replied, frowning: 'J "Don't he too enrious. Master Squirrei. lie careful that you do not go too j far. Do you understand?" 01 Fanferlot began to apologize. . "That will do." interrupted M. Le- ^ coq. "If I choose to lend you a helpi.... i......I u Imnmiso it- suits nie to ,, do so. It pleases me to bo tlio bond while you are the limbs. Unassisted. _ with your preconceived ideas, you would never have found tbo culprit. jr If we two dou't find him, my name Is not I.ecoq." ^ "We shall certainly succeed since you are interested in the case." . "Yes. I am interested in it. and durins the last four days I have discovered many important facts. Rut 1 have j( reasons for not appearing in this affair. No matter what happens. I forbid your mentioning my name. If we succeed, all the success must be at- ai tributcd to you. And. above all. don't n try to tind out too much. Re satisfied with what explanations 1 give you." fj These condilions seemed quite to fr suit I'anferlot. 11 ' I wiil be discreet." lie said. "I shall i'-iy upon you. ,\htv. ;o ne- ** pin. yon must curry this photograph to tl the jtidpe of instruction. T know M. ?' I'iili ipi :it is much perplexed J1 t'uis c:isc. ICxi !::iti to him :is if it " came from .vott alone what I have just shown you. Itepcat whsit I have tlcni- e oiislratcd. :iml I ;.m convinced that * this evidence will determine him to ! - a lease the cashier, 1 Vesper nr.:st he at liheriy hefore I can commence my operations." "Of course, chief. Itut must I let him know that I suspect any one he- d sides the hanker or cashier?" "Certainly. ,i list me must not he kept in iptmrance of your intention ?.f fol ' . , ... ti lowing up tins aIIair. M. ralrieent ? till toll you to watch Prosper. You ill reply that you will not lose siirlit f liim. I myself will answer for his eiiiK in jrood hands." "And if lie asks me nhout Gipsy?" M. Loeot| hesitated a moment. "Tell him." he said, "that you peruaded her. in the interest of Prosper, > live in a house where she ran watch rune one whom you suspect." Fanferlot rolled tip the photograph ml was joyously piekinir up his liat to o when M. Leeoq checked him with gesture. "I have not finished. Do you know ow to drive a carriage and manage orsesV" "Why can you ask this of a man who sed to he a rider in the Routhor ciru s?" "Very well. As soon as the judge ismisses you return home (mniedialemake yoiuself a wig and'The comlete dress of a valet, and, having ressed yourself. take this letter to je agent on Deiorine street." nut"? "There must he no hut. sir. The gent will send you to M. de Chimeran, ho is looking for a valet, his man aving left him yesterday." "Excuse me if I venture to suggest int you are making a mistake. This lauieran does not eonie into the inat>r. lli> is not the cashier's friend." "Do what I tell you and don't disirh your mind ahout the rest. * Claleran is not a friend of Prosper. 1 now, hut he is the friend and promtor of Raoul de Lagors. Why so? i'hence the intimacy of those two men f such different ages? I must find lit. 1 must also find out who this irge master is who lives in Paris and ever goes to attend to his furnaces; high liver, who takes it into his head > live at the Hotel du Louvre in the lidst of a tumultuous, ever changing rowd, where it is hard to watch him. 'hrough you I will have an eye upon ini. He has a carriage. You are to rive it. ami you will soon be aide to ive me an account of his manner of fe and of the sort of people with iiom lie associates." "You shall he obeyed." "One word more. M. de Clnmernn Is ritable and. still more, suspicious, on will he presented to him under the a mo of Joseph Dubois. Ho will del.ind your certifieato of pood charac r. Here are three which state that ou have lived with the Marquis de tairiuouse and the Count do Corn mail and that you have just left the aron de Wortschen. who has pone to crmany. lie careful of your dress nd manners. Watch the marquis' lovemeuts. Above all. don't overdo our part. It mipht arouse suspicion." "Don't worry as to that. Where nail 1 report to you?" "I wiU'efni Sri yon every day. Until clianpe your orders don't step foot in lis house. You mipht be followed. If uylhinp important should happen, >nd a note to your wife, and she will iform rue. Co and he prudent." The door closed on Fnnfcrlot as M. eeoij passed into his hedroom. In the twinklinp of an eye lie had ivested himself of chief of the secret nice. lie took off his stiff cravat ml pold spectacles and removed the lose wip from his thick black hair, he official Leeoq had disappeared, nviiip in liis place the Lccoq whom oliody knew?a handsome man with clear eye and resolute benritip. But l> remained only for an instant. Seat.1 before a dressinp table, covered -itli more cosmetics, paints, perfumes, ilse hair and other unmentionable nuns than the toilet tables of a niod:n belie, he liepan to undo the work f nature and make himself a new ice. He worked slowly, handlinp his rushes with preat care. But in an our he laid accomplished one of his ally masterpieces. When lie had tin1....1 i... .v.x no lou!/<>r I.eeod. He ;ts the large 111:111 with rod whiskers Lioni Fanferlot failed to recognize. "Well." lie said, casting a last look I the mirror. "I have forgotten nothig. I have left nothing to chance. II my plans are fixed, and I shall take progress, provided the Squirrel jes not waste time." Rut Fanferlot was too happy to 'aste a minute. lie did not run. he ew. toward the Palais die Justice. At ist lie was aide to convince some one f his wonderful shrewdness. As to ekiiowledging that he was about to litain a triumph with the ideas of anther man. lie never thought of it. It 1 generally in perfect good faith that le jackdaw struts in 1 ho peacock's . atliers. Ilis hopes were realized. If jo judge was not absolutely convinc1, he admired the Ingenuity of the hole proceeding. "This decides me," he said, dismissig Fanferlot. "I will file a favorable qiort today, and it is highly probable nit the accused will be released tolorrow." lie began tit onre to wife out one of lose terrible decisions of "Not prov1" which restores liberty, but not onor. to the accused man; which says nit ho is not guilty, but docs not say e is innocent: When as then? do not exist sufficient charges iiti.ii tlii> an used. Prosper Rortn?*.;\ in pur ::iwp of ankle 12S of tin1 Criminal Code w* ivI-y declare that we find no grounds for prosen ion acainst the :i href a id pri-wier <u tlii< prigit lime. and wi I'ld-r Ilia I in- -.lull lie re!, used "in (lie ptisi'l wliile lie is ("lililied an.i Set at In rty lie (he jailer, ele. When il wns litiisliotl. "Well." lie lid to tin* clerk, "here is nnoilicr of liuse crimes which justice cannot lesir lip?il not her file to lie slowed way ;iiiloll" the archives of the record lliee." And his own li.ind wrote on the eovr of the htllidic of papers relaiintr to 'rosper's ense tin* number of ihe packfre, "Case 113." TO UK CONTINCRD. t- Instead of in kin;: the opinions ol ilii-r men on trust, it is well enough t<i o u little thinking on your own acuint. - ? t if you would eonvinee ;i person of is inistiike. accost him lint upon I in ubjei't wlii-n his spirii is rullled. Miscellaneous Reading. Ill CKSK I.VS I.ITTMO JOKC. I'i?ivIio)'n 11 ft vc Tlieir Fun. n ml He IIiim IIIm Afterward. The buys of the Carlisle ranch in southern I'tah will never forget their introduction to Buckskin, or rather Buckskin Ike's introduction in the early OO's. Ike strolled up to a cabin of the Bar X ranch with a sunny-sack on his shoulder and a woe-begone expression on his face, and sought admission, lie told a hard-luck story about a sick horse that died "down in the hills yon dcr." and he wanted to stay a tew nays until he found out "where he was at." Hospitality is one of the most pronounced features of cowboy and cattlemen in that part of the world, and as no wanderer's plea for shelter was ever in vain, therefore the invitation to come in was hearty and unqualified. The man was about as long and loose-jointed a specimen of humanity as is generally given to mortal eyes to behold. Six feet and 4 inches tall and weighing about 1.10 pounds he appeared, as he stood leaning against the doorway. to be much taller and slimer than lie really was. His hair was of a colorless. mildewed line, rather long, and his sleepy blue eyes and general listless appearance indicated that he was not a character of much force. His long, thin neck and large ears gave one the impression that he had been carried around by the ears when a child and stood up in the corner out of the way to grow. His actions as he moved to the centre of the room and cast a gunny sack he was carrying over his shoulder, on the floor, were slow and uncertain, and he wore an apologeticair as though he felt there was some excuse necessary to offer for being alive. He was dressed in a faded and worn suit of overall goods and a soft gray hat, not of the style usually worn by cowboys. The only article of apparel which was in keeping with his location and the company he was in were bis high-heeled boots, which were the regulation article of the range. "Gush. I'm glad to get somewhere." was his exclamation as he let his pack slide to the floor and looked around with n It**wililMt'pd nir. "Where'd you come from and where are ye going?" asked the boss of the ranch.. Billy Madden. "I come from Bluff City and I was goin' to the mines down on the river, but my horse took sick and died down yonder about 20 miles, an I hoofed it all the way up here with the saddle and blanket on my back," replied the stranger, as he slowly looked around the crowd of cowboys (gathered in the cabin waiting for supper. "An" I'm allfired hungry." he added, with an appealing air. looking toward the cook, who stood, kettle in hand, listening to his story. "Well, fall in: chUfk's ready," said the cook. "It's a pretty big contract to fill you up. but you're welcome to all you can hold." "Where are you from." inquired the foreman, after he had watched for a time for evidence of the truth of the stranger's assertion that he was hungry. "From Missouri." vouchsafed the busy guest, between bites, "an' my name's Ike?Ike Jarvis." "Been out here long?" continued Madden. "'Bout as long as they make 'cm, I guess." replied the lengthy Ike. as he glanced down at his toes. "I guess that's a fact." replied Madden. with a grin: "but how does it come you're so short?" "Oh. that a long story." said Ike, as he bolted a biscuit whole and reached for another chunk of beef. "Say. you'd make a pretty good tie rope if you're tough enough." remarked one chap down at the other end of the table. "Yes. I've held a good many mules down in Missouri." assented Ike. in nowise perturbed by the intended ridicule. After supper was over, the gang gathered around the new comer to quiz him. "What are you going to do now. since your horse is dead? You can't travel on them legs." said Jud Smith, a crosseyed cow puncher. "(luess I'll have to look around for a job." "Can you ride?" "Hide? Of course I can tide. Fiver see a feller that couldn't ride?" "Yes. I know: but what I mean can you ride wild horses, break 'em? We want a good buster here, as our string's getting thin." "Well. I don't know about these pesky animals here, but I used to break mules and colts back in Missouri," "How did you do it then?" asked Madden. "Why. I'd wait till I worked a colt all day ploughing and then jump on his back and ride him to the barn. Soine| times they'll kick up and run away, but ,v<iii lift I'll ride 'em." "Well. that ain't tin- way wo iln it nut here. I>ut I'll give you a trial if you think you c an ride," snM Madden with a quiet grin at iiis head "buster." a man of considerable repute as a slayc r. "I'm your huckleberry. When can I begin?" shoutoil Ike. ail excited over his good fortune, "and how much do you pay?" "I pay ? * " a month and board, and you can begin in the morning," said Madden. "Will the job be steady?how long will it last?" persisted tile lengthy Missourian. with a twinkle in his eye, which indicated he was not so green or unsophisticated as lie appeared. "That depends on yourself. It will iast as long as you can stick on." persisted the foreman with a grin. "Whoop; Hoorah; I'll ride 'em till , the cows come home. I'll show you how they do it down in Missouri." cried the optimistic Ike. with a sudden straightening out of his lanky body, that somehow, in spite of its ungainly length, had lilies of strength and ae tivity ;m<l movements 01 graceiuiness Jll>OUt it. Turning-in time was now announce)] ami a general movenipnt took place, as tin- boys souKht their beds. Marly the next morning all bands were calleil out to the corral to catch their mounts for the day, and Ike was the most active, if not the most successful, one in the gang. "Catch that bald-faced sorrel there: he's your mount for today." was the foreman's instruction as lie winked at the boys, who knew what was coming and prepared to enjoy the fun of watching lk?' ride old "Satan." the worstspoiled bronco in I'tah. This horse was known as the bronco-buster buster anil had never been conquered. He had thrown every rider who hail ever got on his back and was kept for the purtiiise of initiating exeenhorns and test ing thi* sticking (|ualities of the professed horse-breakers who traveled over the country breaking horses at so much per head. He was a powerful, rangy horse, weighing about 1.100 pounds, was S years old. and "so poison you could scrape strychnine off his neck." as one fellow put it. He could rag a little livelier and hump his back a little keener and faster than any horse on the range. He knew every trick and crook of the business and was pasi master in the art of giving aspiring bronco riders a lift in the world. Ike put in about an hour of good, solid work in an endeavor to catch old Saan. He was an energetic, persistent "cuss" and so was old Satan, who could dodge the rope with marvelous cunning. Jarvis tried hard and had the horse about crazy with excitement before the boys came to his aid. but somehow his rope never seemed to fly straight, or it would get tangled around his legs and ti ip him. Several times he caught the wrong horse. Whatever he might be as a rider, he certainly was not an expert with a rope, and his antics afforded much amusement for the boys who had caught their "string" and were standing around watching him. To a friendly offer by one of the boys to catch his horse for him. Ike replied: "Naw, I'm going to try just one more throw. I think I'll get aim next time." Hy some backhanded lling he did actually catch his horse the next throw and straightened up as proud as a peacock. After breakfast, when Ike brought out his gunnysack containing his saddie. and prepared to saddle old Satan, every galoot round camp, even to the cook, had business in that immediate vicinity. When he dumped out his saddle and they saw what sort of a rig he had. some of the kinder-hearted ones took pity on him and attempted to dissuade him from using it. offering him a good saddle. "Why. that 'hcnskin' of yourn ain't fit to ride a mess wagon, let silone a bronk," said one. "Nope." he replied to their kind offers. "I've rid this yere old postage stamp a good many years, an' it still sticks. I'd feel kinder lost in one of them big saddles." By dint of much coaxing and exertion he got old Satan saddled and prepared to mount. Diving into his sack he produced a wicked-looking pair of Mexican spurs, with murderous rowels an inch in diameter. Iiis good nature and innocent mien had by this time gained for him the good will of the camp, and one of the boys felt really sorry for him and thought that it was little short of manslaughter to allow this poor country jake to continue further with the joke. Big Bill Williams, the biggest-hearted fellow in the crew, tried to tell him what kind of a proposition he was up against and to keep him from "crawling tlte man-eater." But Ike would pay no heed and insisted that he was not going to give up a ?Vt a month job without having a try. When he tried to mount, old Satan backed off and circled round, allowing Ike to get no closer than near enough to catch the stirrup in his hand. Occasionally he got one foot up in the stirrup and hopped around like a crow after the horse, who backed away with his rolling eyes. Several times the horse gave a plunge and tried to break away, but the lanky Missourian managed to hang on. though ofttimes he was near to losing his feet. The entire crew was now gathered around in undisguised enjoyment, watching the circus. "If you ran ride us well us you run rope you ore ull right." was u jeering remark tliui brought si steely glint to Ike's eyes and caused a tightening of the lines ssbotit his mouth thut bespoke u ileterminsition to do or die. "Why don't you walk up, straddle of him and sit down?" "Try the other side: mebbe he's u left-handed horse." "I>ii| your .Missouri horses net like tlisit?" "Don't you wish you were hack in Missouri ploughing eorn?" And kindied remarks were showered upon the poor fellow's hesnl. as he followed the vicious animal around, sometimes hopping with one foot in the stirrup or hcing dragged by the bridle reins. That this man was no fool and knew how to avoid getting hurt, despite his seeming awkwardness, was evident, anil thut lie had grit was also plainly to be sei n. Paying no atention to the jeers of his eonirades. who were getting impatient waiting, as they eoulil find no further exeuse fur tarrying. Ike seemed suddenly tn eonelude that lie hail fooled an?uml long enough. He ea tight the stirrup with one hand and made a dying leap for the plunging horse's back. There lie elung, holding the horse's head iiji with a tight rein, so it eould not gel free notion to buck. Hopping first to one side and then to the other, sometimes buck of the saddle and sometimes before it. At eaeh time it appeared that he would go off. but by dint of mere strength, and apparently beeause lie was so long, the horse eould not jump out from under him in one leap, and he managed eaeli time tol (1 Volii going 11Ll11u on. i mil .^aian was doing some pretty stiff burk-and-wing work, hut In* could not get the vein for fin- action. He could not quite make out about that long. limber thing that llopped amum! so awkardl.v and yet was so hard to shake off. "Stay with him. Missouri." cried tin* crowd. "Wrap your legs around hint and stick your feet iu your coat pockets," suggested one. "Lengthy, your time's growing short." cried another. 'Thu liifiiu tt'Ill Itiiilil ? niitft in liic ooi* before lie lights, if <il<I Satan ever gets him shook loose." remarket! another. "That's not the way we ri?le horses out here." yelled the foreman. "Sit up and Rive him his head or else set off." "He'll set off fast enoush." Inushed one fellow, who knew the route, bavins been introduced to old Satan himself. Ike s'sinred around and a quiet grin came over his face. He concluded he had carried his little joke as far as he could. Straightening up in the saddle, he threw the reins across the pommel and raked obi Satan from neck to Hank with a sweep of his long spur-clad leg. . Thoroughly maddened by this time, old Satan ducked his head between his front legs and "went after" Ike in dead earnest. Hut the harder lie pitched. the closer sat Ike. his ions, lithe body swaying gracefully with the frantic brute. Around and around they went. Satan straining every nerve aiil exercising every trick and effort of an arcnmpiisneu renegauc, out not a hair's breath could he move his rider, who sat, centaur-like, grinning with ineffable sweetness upon the wide-eyed ijoys around him and encouraging old Satan to further contortions by exploring for unspurred territory with ids long, limber legs. What manner of man was this who could ride old Satan, the terror of two territories, and nonchalantly roll a cigarette while the furious beast was tying double bowknots in the air anil coming down like a pile driver, without seeming to even receive a jolt? Never had the boys seen such riding as this. When Ike got ready to dismount, old Satan had been ridden, and well ridden. and had been spurred from his eats to his tail. He was the meekestlooking horse in seven stales, hut looked no more sheepish than the boys who gathered around the calmly benignant Ike and asked: "Who in thunder are you. anyway? You never came from Missouri!" "Yes. I did?about 30 years ago. And my name's Ike?front name. *ltucKskin.' " He was, iiuleeil, the most famous rider ever known in Utah and Arizona. His fame, but not his face, was wellknown at the ranch he had duped. And it was due to this fact that tne Mar X boys were the worst-sold gang that ever initiated a greenhorn into t lie mysteries of broncho riding. Buckskin Ike had traveled miles for his fun and had enjoyed it to the limit. It was a way he had.?Denver Times. TH1-: OKA 1)1 A <'l(;AltKT'l'K. Docm Mot Hear Out tlie Friendly Claim* of Scielit 1 lie Men. They have received another black eye. or rather a clean knock-out. so far as it goes, at the Northwestern Academy. in Kvanston. III. In an address to his students on Monday last Dr. H. P. Fisk. the principal of the academy, stated that recent competitive examinations had shown that only 2 per cent, of the cigarette users in the school had been able to reach the first grade, whereas in the fourth, or lowest grade, the percentage of such smokers was f?7. In conclusion. Dr. Fisk advised all of his pupils who were addicted to cigarette smoking either to > in it the habit or the academy. Tuition fees will be refunded, said he. to ail who choose the academy. The factor of stupidity ascribed to the cigarette is greater in this institution than it is in the Kokomo schools, in Indiana, where, it was said a few .lavs ago. pie pupils out of 1.St:o w-re two years behind in their studies as the result of smoking cigarettes. It is noticeable that the most virulent attacks upon the cigarette usually in cur at this time of the year, that is. iii February or Mar? h. In February of hist year. the legislatures of Michigan mid Tennessee and of half a dozen other states were overrun with measures to smite "the cigarette demon" hip and thiyh. About a year before that the officers of the Chicago. e k Island and Pad lie railroad formally expelled the "coffin tacks" from the dps of all the trainmen on that system. Karly in ISM the Maryland Public Health association considered the specific charge that "the cigarette antagonizes the best efforts of the mother for the welfare of her hoy." In the invistiyalion which followed, tiic weight of evidence, including that furnished !?y sonic of the best-known physicians in Maryland, was very indecisive. About four years ago a so-called ciyarctte war was on in Xew York. and then, as in other trials o; the same sort, til" cli a rye against the accuse 1 lacked the proof necessary to convict. Indeed, it is less than live years aye that a spirited ayitation ayainst the eiyarette took place in ('hieayo. only a short ('{stance from tile Northwestern academy. At that time a thorough analysis by the experts of Chicago's health department of fourteen different brands of tlie article sold in that city showed tliat there was noihiny in any of the luands examined, which, in the opinion of experts, would produce in JMIlous i'lin'is ii >ii youiik ur'n. The stati-niciu nf !>r. I'isk shows there ar?' still some in t'ook eounty w in ilissmree with the linlinus of t'hienjto's health board: and doubtless thousands of people eould he found elsewhere who asTee wills tIs.* <lot lor. Nevertheless, tlse esise sisrainsi the ei arette eannot be esilletl e|ose?l.?.New York Sun.