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A IAD IAMIAGE; OR, The Heiress of Lawrence Park. i CTfiRV m? hmmjia TUTvmv Al U1Uill Ui XlJJUUllUli.?U 111 I nil nui. BY 31RS. E. B. COIXIX8. CHAPTER TILL dead! Slowly, painfully, Ruby staggered to fcer feet and moved feebly to Arthui Wynne's side. She laid her hand upon his arm, and lifted her haggard face. uMr. Wynne," she falterad, "please ?explain! I?I?do not understand? all this." The officer strode forward, and drawing a paper from hi? pocket, began to read aloud in a slow, monotonoas tone, 9 warrant for the arrest of Ruby Lawrence. Slowly, slowly the awful words came home to the poor girl's bleeding heart, Btabbing it -with a mortal pang. And Ruby La'.nrence knew at last?the full measure of her woe?her awful doom. With a shriek that echoed through the silent house?a wild, mad, heartrending cry, which they who heard it would carry with them to the grave? phe tottered toward a door, then, reeling a little, she fell to the floor like one dead. With a single bound, Arthur Wynne reached her side, and lifted the slight form in his arms. The officer sprang across the threshold, as though to bar his progress, but Arthur Wynne raised his right arm with a gesture of defiance. "Back!" he shouted. "Dare to lay a finger upon this poor girl, and I will take your life! You shall never arrest Ruby Lawrence; never, save over my dead body! YoU may kill me, but you shall never touch har!" Awed in spite of himself by that stern, denunciatory voice, by the look upon Arthur Wynne's face, which made the hearts of his listeners stand still, the officer drew back. The young detective bore the unconscious girl from the room, and up-staira to her own room, whither Mrs. Chillingworlh lgd the way, and was followed at a respectful distance by the police officer. "If you please, ma'am," he ventured to Mrs.' Chillingwcrth, as the door of Kuby's chamber was reached, "I shall have to search the young lady's room!" "At your peril " Arthur Wynne i was beginning; but he checked himself. After all, what would he gain by disputing the right of the officer to do his , duty. And of course nothing suspicious 1 would be found, and then there would be no ground for maintaining this absurd charge. "Go on!" he said, hoarsely. "Search ,the room, if you wish. You will have your trouble for your pains; and, be* lieve me, you will live to regret this day." "Mr. Wynne 1" the officer's tone -was reiy respectful, and hekeptatareaton- j able distance, "you know?a first-class : detective like you?that an officer's business is to do his duty and obey his superiors. " "You are right," returned Arthur, *and it is wrong in me to make opposition. Proceed with your search, and ' then you will be convinced. My dear Mrs. Chillingwortb, are you going to faint?" For Clarice Chillingworth had sunk into a seat, pale as a lily,and trembling like a leaf. She shook her head and tried to force * smile. "It is nothing," she 6aid, calmly. But, oh, the mad throbbing of Clarice , Chillingworth s heart, as it beat be- | Heath her silken bodice! An awful hor- | ror crept over her. It seemed as [if she ! must die. Chief Ludlowe and the others, with 1 at their head, had followed the small procession up the stairs to j Ruby's chamber. Dr. Hall was trying to restore the 1 poor girl to consciousness. The others , stood aliout the room, and the office* ; made straight for the wardrobe. It was locked and the key gone. Mrs. Chillingworth, remembering what was in the wardrobe, had taken the precaution to remove the key; but of course the incident was destined to j militate against poor Ruby. "Door locked! Ahem!" commented the officer, grimly. Then he drew forth a skeleton key. and a moment later.the wardrobe door stood open. Another moment, and the horrified group were bending over an open bundle. A costlv blue-velvet dress, all j covered with hideous patches of crim- j aon blood, and the blood-soaked hand- ' kerchief whicfc bore the name of Ruby Lawrence. Chief Ludlowe fell back, with -a gasping cry of horror. The offioer iooked complacent. "It don't always'do to trust a pretty face, and swear it's innocent, just because it's pretty," observed the officer, dryly. " Handsome is that handsome does. and I'm blessed if this don't look bad imis3y 1" ' He came to a sudden stop, and bit Ibis lip behind its grizzled mustache, and thrust his hand into the pocket of jthe blue-velvet dress. There was a moment's ghastly pause of silence, and then he drew forth a (door-key! The key to the library jdoor?the verv kev that Macrcrie "Wilflett had seen Kuby slip into her pocket. "Humph!" was the officer's only com! tment, as he thrust his hand into the aperture once more. Another pause-? o pause of silence so intense that you icould hear the heart-beats of the group assembled within that pretty chamber. Then once more he drew hia hand forth. A low groan of horror?execration? passed around the group, A glittering, cilforv fliiatrfir marked hero and thera ' ~-v ""on? . with dark-red stains! "The weapon! The -weapon that did |the deed 1" groaned the Chief of PolittPu ' "Gentlemen!" cried Mrs. Chillingworth. "Look, the girl has gone mad!" > Every eye fell npon poor Ruby. She tad half arisen in the bed. Her golden hair fell over her shoulders in a sunny shower. Her great violet eyes were full of wild light. "How the blood flows!" she cried; and it was horrible to hear her, as she raved. "See! it has dripped all over my pansiea, and the paper with the writing on it. Oh, papa! papal papal" And the sweet young voioe went on crooning over and oye? again; "Papa! nasal ' 'i fev- - * ' papa J" until it would hare melted a heart of stone to hear her. The officer, as though determined not to be balked of his prey, slowly approached the bedside. "I beg your pardon, sir," he began, approaching the physician who stood suard near; "but duty is duty, and the law must take its course. I shall be obliged to take the poor young lady to prison." "You Bhr.ll do nothing of the sort!" returned Dr. Hall, sternly. "My word is law in this case. If you remove this poor girl in her present condition she will not live until morning, and you will have to answer for her death 1 "She must not be removed at present. She is under arrest, I suppose, and virtually your prisoner. You can stay here and guard her door. Place guards about the house if you choose; but I oledee vou my word that the poor child cannot, if she would, escape." So the matter was settled. The officer took up his position at the dooi of Ruby's chamber; another was placed on guard upon the veranda, below which the two windows of her room opened. Dr. Hall remained at her bedside. Arthur Wynne, with the dagger in his possession, went down to the library, where the dead man lr.r. and shut himself in there alone. And the darkness of a horrible mystery settled oyei beautiful Lawrence Park. Gabrielle St. Cyr entered her carriage, with that look of triumph still upon her white face, and was driven home to her lodgings. I "All goes welll" she muttered, sibillantly. "And now to see how Adele has managed her part!" The carriage stopped at her own door, and Gabrielle alighted. At the entrance she was met by their own servant, a girl, pale and terrified 1 "Oh, madam! madam!" she began, wringing her hands, wildly. "Such a thing has happened I Miss Adele " With a well-feigned start, Gabrielle fell back, clutching the girl's arm for support. "My child!" she panted, wildly, "what is wrong ? I left her ill! I was forced to go out, on business of her ffwn! What is wrong ?" she demanded, fiercely. "My daughter is " "Madam!" The sari's voice was low and faltering. "After you left alio grew worse rapidly ! I knew not where to send for you, and before I could summon assistance ?she was dead!" CHAPTER IX. A DA.BK MTSTEBT. "Dead?" Gabrielle St. Cyr stood staring into , the girl's face with eyes full of wild despair. "Dead!" she repeated, bleakly. "My child?dead!" And she would have fallen to the floor but the servant supported her | trembling form, and led her up the | stairs to the door of Adele's room. She glanced pityingly into the , mother's face. i "Shall I go for the doctor?" she asked. Gabriello did not answer. I She pushed open the door, and en- , tered the pretty chamber. "Leave me!" she cried, sharply. "Yes, go for a ph3*sician if you wish; but I fear that it will do no good. Oh, my child! My child!" she wailed, as her eyes fell upon the white, upturned faca upon the pillows of the bed before her. The kind-hearted servant girl had scarcely left the room when Gabriello flew to the door and locked it behind her. The she went back to the bed; and, 1 stooping, gazed eagerly into the beau- ' tiful, marble-like face. 1 "How perfectly it simulates death!" she muttered softly to herself. "Who would imagine for a moment that Adele St. Cyr is no more deud than I am? It is a deep scheme. Adele must bo dead ?to the world! The pretty ballet dancer mu-.t die, and disappear from the face of the earth; and from her ashes, like the fabled phoenix, the heiress and beauty?Adele Lawrence? will arise! * "What a fortunate thing that she was i never known to the public by the name g of St. Cyr! She was alvavs billed as j La, Belle, and introduced into the little society in which I permitted her to 1 mingle as Adele Madison?my mother's AV* ttqq T havA nlavftfl < uuuio. * ?- ? XT?J c a deep gome from firBt to last, and from first to last I have builded better ( Chan I knew! How curpse like slie f looks as she lies there!" went on the 1 mother, with a sharp pang of anxiety { at her heart. "But I know that she has only taken the preparation furnished 1 by good old Dr. Karl. * "For forty-eight hours she will lie in < a trance he said, after which resiiscita^ ] tion will be easy. But he will keep . our secret?never fear! I have a hard 1 part to play, and much also," she went 1 cn, slowly, "but it is worth it all. Adele 1 Si Cyr Bhall lie down in hor coffin, and arise Adele Lawrence, the beauty, the heiress! No one will dream of the ? metamorphosis. f "There will be possible remarks as to \ her strange resemblance to the late , danseuse, but no one has ever con- , nected me with the ballet-dancer, and no one will ever connect us with the ^ Lawrence fortune! And now for the ] next move in the game!" ^ Quite an excitement prevailed in the . city when the announcement was made of the sudden death of La Belle. 1 She had contracted yellow-fever dur- i ing her late Southern tour. It had ^ suddenly developed itself, and had made short work of its victim. Of course Adele's late admirers, after 1 this announcement, were content to ex- ' press tueir uorruw, ?uu iuuiuuou u? j loss at a safe distance. , The newspapers paid tribute to her memory, and quantities of floral offerings appeared. r Arthur Wynne read the announcement in the evening papers with strange interest. 11 He had admired her, but his admira- ] tion was not strong enough to prompt ] him to make intimate acquaintance with j the pretty danseuse. But somehow a memory of the dead ' girl clung to him and would not leave f him. i "I believe I am haunted," he muttered, as a swift vision of her beautiful brunette face arose before him. 1 He had emerged from his lonely vigil i in the library witn Gilbert Lawrence's .body, and, pale and anxious, had left . the house. An hour or so later he entered the ! police headquarters down-town. ! Chief Ludlowe was alone, seated at ( a huge desk covered with papers, busily writing. He glanced up with a look of inquiry upon his plain, kindly face at sight ol j Arthur. I "Anything new?" he asked, swiftly. . "Youlook excited, Wynne." Arthur Wynne sank into a ohair near ^ by as he saitH in a low, eager tone: "I have made a disoovery, more than ' one, in fact. First, the dagger foxing in the pocket of Miss Lawrence's dress is not the weapon with which the fatal wound was inflicted." "Wynne 1" "It is not the same weapon, Mr. Ludlowe!" the young man reiterated, firing j ly. "I fitted it into the wound, and it is a much smaller blade. In fact, it is utterly impossible that the fatal wound could have baen made by that dagger, even had Miss Lawrence possessed physical strength sufficient to inflict such a blowl" ".by Jove!" Chief Ludlowe threw down his peD and loaned back in his big leathern arm-chair with a look of admiration in his eyes. "You're a shrewd fellow, Wynne," he went on, eagerly. "Well, what else?" "Did you observe that when the girl, Maggie Willi tt, was telling her story," went on Arthur, excitedly, "that she carried out the idea entertained by all save you and I?that the murder was committed at half-past two, or thereabouts." | Mr. Ludlowe nodded his head several times thoughtfully. "So she did! So she did 1 I noticed that r be said, slowly. "And we know that the clock stopped striking when it struck eleven!" went on Arthur, impressively. "And, Mr. Ludlowe, thero is something more. I have just called upon Dr. Franklin, the dentist, and he positively denies having extracted a tooth this morning. "His work all the morning happened to be confined to his laboratory, and he keeps no assistant. Mr. Ludlowe, believe me, there is foul ! play somewhere here, and I must find | it out!" Ludlowe arose slowly to his feet, and grasped the young man's hand. "My boy, you're a credit to the force! You have a chance to make a name, and I pledge you my services in this dark and mysterious affair. I believe Miss .Lawrence to De innocent r "How could you believe otherwise !* cried Arthur, indignantly. "But Listen, sir, to my other discoveries. In the cold hand of the dead man, , grasping it witli frozen tenacity, 1 found a tress of golden hair- just such j hair as that upon Buby Lawrence's ' head!" The Chief started. "Good heavens!" he cried. Is it possible ? That looks suspicious!" Arthur smiled sadly, and shook hii ' i J 11 [ICIHL -ion nave not neara an," no connn- I aed gravely. "When the body of Gil- i bert Lawrence was lifted from the flooi fco be arrayed for the coffin, I solved the problem of that strange odor oi ' bitter almonds which you and I both ; i perceived in the room. j "Upon the carpet, just beneath th? < body, I found a tiny phial, which had !' been shivered in fragments by the j weight of the body?a phial which had ; i undoubtedly contained prussic acid, 11 !The question is?how came it there ?" 3 Ludlowe shook his head doubtfully. . "It's all a mystery?a dark mystery,' tie observed, slowly; "but it rests witl Fou and me, Arthur, to unravel it , Heaven grant us the patience and th? . power to succeed." "Amen!" responded the young de:1. tective, fervently, as he wrung hil chief's hand. And then, for the first time, recol: !1 lecting that he had eaten nothing all 1 day, he "went slowly homeward foi j needed refreshment and rest. And so the night came down. And ; J with the dawn of another day then ; < jame a shock to the community, before which even the murder of Gilbert Law- 1 fence seemed to pale. < Ruby Lawrence had disappeared! j "With a guard at the door of her room j i md another below her windows, sne !, had yet been spirited away, and there ?ras no clew to her whereabouts. It was a dark mystery indeed! i 110 Bli CONXtNUkD.J , One of the latest toys of the young ' ling of Spain, in which he is begin- 1 ling to take great interest, was pre :ented to his Majesty by the officers of : ] he regiment of guards of which he be- ; ( same the Colonel by right of birth. !' This specially designed toy consists of j ' k reproduction, on a lilliputian scale, j )f the five hundred officers and men of ] ,he regimeut, each diminutive soldier jeing an accurate copy in uniform and iccouterments of the original. It is iccompanied by a finished model ol ;he barracks in which the regiment is luartered, and there are the bandsmen, too, each with his own special nstrument, and a series of transport wagons, ambulance carriers, ammunition carts, etc. Mr. J. R. Werner, who tisea to De in officer of the Congo Free State, says that when he visited Tippoo Tib, ;hat African magnate was always very rery polite. "But," says Mr. "Werner, 'from the first moment of seeing Mm I :elt certain distrust in him, which I lave never got over. One thing I no;iced in particular?nothing escaped lis quick restless eyes?and I was very nuch amused when, a few days later it Yambuya camp, he sent an interpre;er to me with a request that I would :ome and see him. I found all he wanted to know was the meaning of the lumbers and designs on the brass buttons of the two Belgian officers who wrere in uniform." The once noted Russian sculptor, rheodor Kamensky, formerly the farorite of the Czar, is living in poverty is an innkeeper at Clearwater Harbor, Fla., under the assumed name of Mar Dah. His hotel, at ono time filled, las been lately having fewer guests on iccount of the competition of other resorts of more pretensions. Efforts ? - - - i i should be made to draw mm agaiu uiw in artistic career. His exile from Russia was due to his inability to become & courtier- Thk salary of a Haytien soldier is i >ut seven cents a day, and ho is allowsd nothing extra for car fare or lunches. The war does not close at 1 on Saturlays during June, July and August, , jither, and the soldier's job is no snap, j The Vermont Microscopical Associa- J ion has announced that a prize of 1 >250, given by a firm of chemists, will f >e paid to the first discoverer of a new j lisease germ. 1 THE ADIRONDACK.' PLEASURES OF A NOMADIC LIFE IN THE MOUNTAINS. Far From the Din of Civilization tbe Summer Kesorter Finds New Life Among: the Ragged Granite Peaks. In this lake-spangled land, with a girdle of mountains chaining us in from the din and heat of crowded civilization, cheerily writes "Kamera" from the Adirondacks to the Chicago Herald, the lazy heart expands like a rose in June, for the air is as clear as the breeze off the open sea and as inspiring as sparkling wine. Coming up from Plattsburg through those ramshackle villages, smirched with the soot and clanging with the noise of iron mills, a dread is likely to attack the doubting and strange traveler, for his imagination of clear, alluvial expanses is not fed to any great extent. The first naked hills of gray 1 awaItt onrl fliu tttan/1o oro glflUilC aic uui xuvtij j cum vuo nvuuo uiv A SURAL SOLACE. dark, gaunt and ragged. But in the North Woods, as in most mountainous sections, one must penetrate far and diligently, and then of a sudden, when all seems dense and unprofitable, a marvelous view, a natural gem of the earth, is flashed before one's eyes like a change in a stereoscope. As the stage coach careens round a sharp turn of the road the glitter of roofs, the fair wave of lawns, the flutter of leafy trees, and, beyond, the shining surface of a lake, with M UJllo fwwnintr tlipir nVlflVJrtWS l/UD Uiug U11U AAVIf down upoa it, are spread under the tired gaze, and immediately the delight of the A.dirondacks is realized. Then if you come suddenly upon a fellow lazing back with a cigar in his mouth, and a girl with wild flowers in her hands, while the scent of the smoke and the perfume of posies mingle with the incense of their lovemaking, you feel that you have surely got at some truly rural solace. One might as well try to comprehend England at a glance of London as to set down a picture of a spot out of these mountains and let it stand for the whole. When we think of the hundreds of miles that a man and his guide may travel, carrying their boat from lake lo lake, dining at one place, sleeping at another, and reaching miles beyond any habitation the next day, we understand what an unusual and immense wilderness this region is. The different phases of life and character of people that find place here would also be difficult to describe. In the summer time the invalid is scarcely discernible, not because of his physical attenuation, but becusc it is his custom to repair to a secluded spot, where with guides, cooks, nurses, and the best of food from the city, he endeavors to imoede the advancement of his disease. The hotels are filled with healthy, jolly and fine looking people. Around the larger lakes, such as Upper and Lower Saranac, Long Lake and St. Regis, there ire camps that cost their owners thousands of dollars, where the advantages of isolation, of absolute freedom from social restraints and the romantic sensation of existing in a nomadic state slightly imitative of the original Americans are combined with a luxury which could only find example in the drawing-rooms of these same people when they arc at hnroc. # Probablv the most extensive camp in the mountains at this time 13 that of Anson Phelps Stokes, of New THE VENERABLE PROFESSOR DEACONS. York. It occupies an island on St. Regis Lake, and to show how important it is, let it be said that Mr. Stokes has fifteen Adirondack guides in his employ, besides his kitchen servants and at* tendants, to care for the camp and the people in it. Other camps in this -oiw^borhnod and elsewhere are of nearly equal pretensions. As you float by one of these fair spots it is hard to believe that the brown-throated girl with the skin peeling from her nose who stands in the boat house rolling up her sleeves foi a row on the lake, is the same fairy that whizzed in the dance at the Patriarch's ball last winter, arrayed in gauze and looking as white and as frail as a lily. | Occasionally we discover how our girls store up that energy which is the wonder of the skeptic and the physician in January. It is just as hard to comprehend that the white-whiskered old man, mounted on a donkey, is the venerable Professor Deacons, of Cornell University, on a summer journey of recreation. He conceives the sure-footed donkey to be a safer beast to ride than a horse, and what is beauty compared with safety? But the rough old camp, with its dried venison hanging alongside the fire with the bean-pot baking in the ground, the trout you have caught an hour ago sputtering in the frying-pan and the partridge you have just shot roasting Hath a savory perfume?that is the Utopia )f these woods, in spite of its discomforts ind inconveniences. Out on the woody point in a lake that is about a mile across, mowing that you, your guides, and your dogs are the only tame animals within sound; that a fresh buck hangs by its hind feet at the back of the camp; thai the brook, whose song you can hear, is flashing with trout, and that your dog barking down by yonder stump is calling you to come and observe the beautiful partridges that ho has sitting up before him?amid surroundings of this sort your appreciation foi the first freshness of - life is bound to be invigorated, if you are in anything near a normal condition of mind and body. And it is exciting on a moonless night to be paddled up one of these narrow rivers, skirted with impenetrable bushes and weird with strange noises, watching for the deer as he comes down to escape the flies and nibble the yellow lilies. But there is the highest sort of civilization to be had at the hotels, at the highest prices, too. I witnessed only yesterdav the desDair of a vounc man who had come to the Adirondacks^for a cheap vacation, but had been charmed into asking a divine girl to dine with liim. She was rolling up a bill of about $10. It reminded me of this bit of dialogue, which I heard last week at a very highpriced Brighton Beach race-course restaurant. Miss Highfly (reading lable on bottle) ?"Oh, my favorite I Order another bottle." Mr. Hardluck (in a financial hole)? 4'Oh, it's an awful day for favorites. You'd better take ale." But I was writing of deer shooting? not of dear eating and drinking. That the sport is agitating to the nerves of the citizen I can relate for proof an incident which came under my notice a few days since. A young man in camp on a small secluded lake was hunting the river that ran close by. As motionless as a statue in the front of the boat, with the bull's-eye lantern throwing its light over his head, and his guide in the stern paddling without the slightest noise?as is wholly necessary?the young hunter had nis eyes nxea on tne snores for tne unwary but sensitive deer. Suddenly he saw a ball of fire directly ahead of him. He raised his rifle, and was about to shoot, when his common sense reminded him llll. HAJRDLUCK IIORROH BTMCKEN. that no animal could have such an eye as that. Hardly had he lowered his rifle when a sharp crack pierced the air, the lantern over his head came down upon him and he was left in darkness. His guide called out, in language more elegant than poetic, to whoever had fired that shot not to fire another. The next instant a boat ran up alongside the young man's, and in the bow of it he discovered a fine-looking young girl with a jacket buttoned up about her ears, a peak cap pulled down over her forehead and a rifle balanced across her knees. TT^. 4-Via lilnn /vf Kcr cKnAf.itlO LLC lUU^UCU ttb cuv tubu vta. the lantern off his boat, but she was almost in hysterics. "I'm so sorry and ashamed," she said. "I never shot a deer and 1 suppose I had the buck fever and didn't know a lantern from the moon. Can you ever forgive me, sir?" Of course, she was graccfully forgiven. "How did you find your way here?" asked the young man. "Oh, I'm living at the little hotel down on the Big Tupper Lake, and my guide brought me up to-night. My brother is going down the river and will meet me at the carry after we have finished hunting." "I think I'll be down to the hotel tomorrow," said the young man, who was a Dluncex. "But you won't tell on me, will you?" cried the girl. "That depends," replied the youth. The guides paddled the boats ahead in opposite directions. DISCUSSING DEAR (!) HUNTING. "Have you seen a deer to-night?" called back the girL "Yes, indeed," waa the reply; "I've seen a darling." "Oh. nshawi" was the response to this. The young man is now down at the hotel every day, for the girl who came near killing him is the belle of the neighborhood ; and they are holding prolonged dialogues about deer hunting?or something else. Among these guides, whose services cost three and a half to four dollars a day, there are several of the finest examples of physical manhood that I have ever seen. I do not exaggerate when I say that one young man in particular, whose headquarters are at Haul Smith's is quite the handsomest fellow that could bo made. By association with refined people he has acquired the manners of a gentleman, and his picturesque garb and his abilities as a hunter and a guide make of him a very romantic and theatrical figure. He wears a large, cartwheel hat, with a bright silk handkerchief tied about it, a loose flannel shirt and tight-fitting topboots. He is about the same figure as John L. Sullivan, but his head is remarkably beautiful. He has dark, curly hair, Jaifj complexion is a deep red,and his eyes lire gray and gentle. He is known as the ' I > best oarsman and fighter in the woods. A club man from New York took this handsome fellow down to New York a few seasons ago, and wherever he went the crowd stopped to gaze at liim. He was photographed ia his jough costume, and more than one woman in New York still treasures that picture. The best thing about this Adirondack Adonis is that he dislikes being an object of admiration, and sometime ago he declared that henceforth he would guide only men and old ladies, as the young girls made him feel like a fool and he couldn't do his work with any effect. While this young man is reckoned the best fighter ia this > Section and weighs considerably more than 200 pounds,it is interesting to know that "Billy" Edwards, of New York, a professional light-weight boxer, was once brought up here, and without knowing who he was our handsome friend Fred willingly accepted his invitation to put on gloves with him. The simple, good-natured guides ranged themselves ' about the boat-house at Paul Smith's exuectinsr to see the little fellow from the city knocked into atoms. A more astonished set of men could not be found than they were when Billy landed on the big fellow's neck and sent him in a heap dowii among the boats. Fred took off his gloves and said he was satisfied. When Billy Edwards was introduced as the former light-weight champion of America he was looked on with more respect than if he had been President. Fred tells the story to every one and always laughs over it, his great voice sounding like a contented lion's. THINKS HE MIGHT RISK A SERMON OH THEM There are pretty girls in the Adiron- ! dacks, too, but they don't grow there, j being altogether visitors, and it is funny to see the gazes of mixed admiration and disapprobation fixed by the natives on the imported specimens of feminine modish* ness. v "What do you think of them!" said a Lewis County minister's wife to her husband, as they looked back at a couple ol New York girls. "Well, I've got to preach about then maxt Sunday," he replied. Blown Away?A Tragedy in Two Acta , - ? - * ? r ^ MJI o ( p JIO Act I?Dude: "WarmS" \ J\ yy \ ? 0 > H ? V* Act II?Old Gentleman: "Yerfl"? Scribner. Chief Boom in a Japanese House. The wealthy Japanese make no display sifcher in the architecture of their houses r in the display of ornaments. In the way of furnishing, their pride is the delicacy of their mats and the richness of the satin cushions. The chief room in the house of a rich Japanese is thus described: "The salon was about twentyfire feet long by fifteen wide. At one end, in the corncr, was a small raised platform in a little niche, and on it a fine Imari vase three feet high, holding flowering branches of the cherry tree. Behind, upon the wall, hung a very valuable, but very ugly, kakamono of a god. Twelve blue satin foutons lay in two rows upon the floor, and three standing lamps stood in a line between. A folding screen was placed to protect us from draught? - ? -3 TnAa fKo fnmitnrA nf thft UUU Uiai> WOO bUC bUWiiV w - millionaire's drawing-room. The 'mats' upon the floor were of the whitest and finest straw- The screen was a gorgeous [ one, with a battle scence painted upon a j gold background." The Japanese keep I their bric-a-brac in fireproof building's,to be taken out one at a time and admired, and then replaced by another. The most costly undertaking of a literary character ever undertaken by a single individual is the magnificent work on 'Mexico," by Lord Kingsborough. This stupendous work is said to have been produced at an enormous cost to the author. It is comprised in seven immense folio volumes, embellished by about 1000 colored illustrations. A Bad Drawing. ^ . i i ammammmmmmmmtmmmtmtmmmaBmmmmmmmmmmmi CURIOUS FACTS. Melons were found originally in AamJ The Mormons founded Nauvoo, 1840. Sage .is a native of the South of Ea-j rope. An Atlanta (Ga.) store is built entirely of paper. In France a seventh son in direct fuo' cession is called a marcou. ; There is only one lawyer in MDlvi&e,' K. J., a city of over 10,000 inhabitants^ It is an ancient belief that a change in| the body of a man occurs every seventh' year. Mr. 0. W. Oldrive walked five mila, on the surface of the water near Boston, recently. There are 450,000,000 postal cards ' manufactured annually, and their us?ii increasing daily. The New York Custom House has an efficient clerk, William O. Fitzgerald, who is a deaf mute. The present English national debt may be said to have commenced in the reign of William QL, 1689. ^ ^ Ship building was begun at Salem, Mass., about ib4U. bo began tne amp building industry in this country. It is said that the number of derelicts . recorded each month in the North Atlantic <aIone varies from twenty-five to forty-five. $ About a week's association with a . ? thrashing machine win pitch a fanner's voice fully an octave higher, as all town folks know. A Jefferson City (Mo.) man manages to make a living by following up picnic. parties and gathering up the empty bottles which they leave. Toads from the squares loiter around' the Philadelphia electric light poles to feast on the fried bugs that tumble to v> them sizzling hot. " - ^ The Minie rifle was invented at Yincennes, France, about 183$, by M. Minie, who from a common soldier raised himself to a high rank. A Pennsylvania boy found a bird's nest that contained eggs of four different colors?white, pink, blue and green. All were of the same size. A Chicago detective has just had his pocket picked of $600, which h? ha<t drawn from a building association to make a payment on a house. A goat at Dallas, Texas, which earner upon a rattlesnake, walked back a few) yards, and taking a running start, mad<t v/ a long jump, alighting with his legs bunched, and cutting the snake in pieces^ Spiders have been known to corns out of their webs and crawl down the sides of the wall at the sound of music, seem-i ; V ingly enchanted by the sounds, bu^ hurrying back to their hiding-place at soon as the music ceased. The latest development of the slot m*-> chine is a brass frame inclosing the city directory, which permits tttfe" volume to be opened only when a cent has been in- ^ serted in the slot. It is hailed as a blessing by druggists and others whoso directories are in constant demand by tha public. - IV 1 u Ctl it is Deuevea oj me mosiems inat ac the Judgment day painters will be re-j quired to furnish with souls all repre-: sentations of human beings which they have made. Failing in this ordeal, they will lose their own souls as a forfeit for their presumptious imitation of the work of the Creator. - ;-yS One method of keeping th& railroad track clear of sand near the Caspian Sea' is to soak the road-bed with sea-water. In other places it is protected with aa . armor of clay. Palisades are erecied sometimes to stop drifting. Another method employed is the cultivation Af hardy plants, such as are used for Aft same purpose on the Danish coast. ; "' i i ' ' | A Sua Dial Formed In Flowers?^ ''J F Probably nowhere in New England, aadf probably nowhere in the United States* are there more wonderful floral designs than on the grounds of the State Lunatio Hospital, in Dan vers, Mass. The Italnwj florist and landscape gardener, Ettora Jassinari, has completed his designs for the season, and shows over one hundred! different beds, of which three large ones attract great attention. The main one is about seventy feefi iq circumference at the base, and the foundation is a huge mound, eight feet highw In each side is a grotto, with back and sides of masonry. From the top of eacltf grotto a stream of water is forcibly drivetf and distributed in a trickling flow to a pool beneath, from which another fom* tain scads a tiny stream into the air. Iqj each interstice, also, are numerous plasty ?lobelia, century plant, palm, mrem* bergia, geranium, Tinea, ivy and maaf other suitable varieties. On the front a calendar, the year hemmed in by q scroll, and the day of week and monffy in an oval frame. The top of the moon4/ is. flat, and on it rests a great rase, mado wholly cf plants. The vase is five and one-half feet high and six and one-hall feet in diameter and contains about thre^ carloads of loam. The vase is filled with choice tall plants, so that the vrliolomarvelous design has quite an altitude. ! "Sol's Clock" are the words on another design at one corner of the principal driveway. A pole of growing houseleek,; placed at the proper angle and toward the north star, casts a shadow on Rotqsh numerals of St. Helena set in a horseshoe of althernanthera, the ccnter of whicii is a bed of blue lobelia. Another design is in the shape oi a mound, surmounted by a handsomely) formed turret of houseleek, supporting ^ neat weather vane. In the bed beneath! i.ii * ? 1 i. L!.l 1_ are icicers 01 gruwuig puuius wmm marv the points of the compass. On the fronts the weather predictions are given daily J The word "weather" is permanent, ana over it is placed each morning the words "fait," cloudy," or 4'rainy," according to the forecast in the morning papers, thai boxes containing the words being portal blc, as are those used in arranging the calendar en the main design. In fchia bed the moon's phases are also given. Ai true-colored moon of proper shape reposes in a dark bed, and over it appears tha appropriate description: "New moon,'* "first quarter," etc.?New YarbMail and Excess. Hard to Kill a Toad. . While tearing down an old chimney in) Nyack, If. Y., the workmen were aston-< ished to find imbedded in the mortar * toad in a somewhat inactive condition, but still alive. It had been ooaflned int that spot, hidden from light and air, for) fully forty years. Half an hour after he) * had been brought out he hopped around in as lively a manner as if he had beeabom^ (ha present year.? PMledtjpMo Vwm. J