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e r* n s te aa y to?say. |jBSMflEHS|ifflfl^ sleek knave SMfftffBWlTO t~4nA a ruD?" IBKaiBBffllMiiWiWBKlM^ailable funds low," "I understand, M.T from side to side 2nd ^^^flH^^^HK^inking again into insensibility, ^Maj^B^Jroe crafty, eager scoundrel pressed hEpk|?close. "Yes, yes!" he urged, "pay them! you mean?" "He's gone!" fairly shrieked the old clerk, recoiling, as with a gasp the banker ~ fell back rigid. "With a serious face Arnold Dacre felt over his heart, with a blank one he arose ?;>'- to his feet, scared, white to the lips. v "1 hardly counted on this," he muttered. "That blow on bis temple did it. QuicK.' Wharton?the false statement. Hand it here." "Oh, Mr. Dacre," whimpered the clerk, bat he extended .1 folded document. "Put it in his pocket," ordered Dacre rapidly. "Come, *)e brisk, it's no trifling aoltter for you and I now. Since he's dead, we'll havt to face the music. The statement will fix all the blame on him." "Don't! don't!-1 can't," chattered the wretched Wharton, coweriDg by the side 01 toe COUCQ. "JUUVts mncu uiui? don't blast his rr.putation!" Arnold DacreV face flamed like that of a demon. "You sneak! You poltroon!" he hissed, "if you don't instantly obey'me, I'll betray who you were, what you were when I took you in hand." "Mercy!" Rasped the half insane clerk, "I'll do it I'll do X Oh! why did I , ever come here!" His trembling, unsteady hands sought to press the paper into the inside pocket of the dead man's coat. Sacrilege to the dead, his eyes were glaj ing with terror, he was babbling like an idiot driven Xrantic with fright "I can't get it in," he whined?"the pocket's full." I "Empty it, then," commanded Dacre, his eyes expressing excited thought in a ?. J?i n\*?i perilous uijeraiiiik uum uu? What? indeed! for the old clerk's mood had suddenly changed. He had arisen to his feet and was glaring'wonderingly at a huge wallet, which he h.id just removed from Abel Merwyn's pocket "Look!" he panted, "He meant this , "What are you talking about," demanded Dacre irritably. "He said save the bank?pa). He must have 6nspected or feared. See? money, bonds, deeds!" John Wharton spread open the wal.et. T? Killo nf lon.a At UUI?CU TTI Via VJiig v/x iui^v denomination, stocks, certificates, rov* ernment bonds. Dacre, with an eager, avaricious cry, sprang to his side ana1 gazed, too. "Where did he got it?" he cried. "Enoutrh to save the bank ten times over. Why!" as his eyes lit on the en dorsement of the document, "it's Flora Merwvn's fortune." ~ "is it?'' murmured Wharton. "What of it? She would direct its use as he ordered. Pay Mr. Dacre! Save the bank ?protect mis man s name irom .miamy. I'll tell the mob we'll open the doors, we'll?" "You idiot!" cried Dacre, boiling over at the bare hint. "Do you imagine I'm a raving lunatic, with that wealth in our power, to Rive it up? It's what I've plotted for, It's the reward we've schemed for. Give it here?elve it up. I tell you! it's mine." With a wail, baffled in his last hopeful struggle for atonement, the man of one bad deed and many good impulses, reeled as though thrust by a tyrant's hand back into the mire of guilt and wretchedness he had sought to escape. "It's mine, I tell you, all mine!" cried X'cl' IU, njw apai nniK, ^iuqiiiik tjw ouiveying the precious spoil he had wrested from his hireling. "No, it is mine!" As if dealt a sudden blow the villain recoiled, as if fascinated by a spiritual visitant the old clerk reeled back. A small, graceful hand, that of an intruder who had just noiselessly entered the room from the covered passage way leading to the banker's home, was stretched out, and its fair white finesrs closed about the precious pocket-book. And, whiter than the shapely hands, a face regarded the baffled, amazed plotter with a jrlance or mingled indignation, anguish, and resolve. He cowered as before a stern tribunal. T.iii-o an nnrnainff ansel summoning him to the bar of Judgment, there stood before bim the fair, bereaved creature he had so cruelly wronged?Flora Merwyn, the banker's daughter. CHAPTER VI. TDK CRITICAL MOMENT Arnold Dacre felt the wallet and Its precious contents slip from his nerveless hands, and he powerless to combat a grasp far weaker than his own. Master of the situation complete a moment previous, enriched beyond his most anguine expectations by a curious freak of fate, at the high tide moment of sue cess iiuu viuiuij, uis' uviu v, uisasuer uuu suddenly crossed his unholy schemes. For one glance at the white face of the girl before him. one look into the depths ot those accusing eyes, told that Flora Merwyn knew all. Ali, at least, that the villain's la?t words bad revealed. Appearing noiselessly at the door at a critical moment, she had crossed its threshold as the careless self-implicating words of ttie cashier revealed his true iniquity as a would-bo thief, and verrified the dark insinuations of Ray Webster that his base hand had wrought all the trouble that was wreckJug three devoted lives. jHfflyMBilM unwillingly gwB|^?B|ffl^H^^Honrient, even the MMMMMKM re of Dacre hitufor the lover whom WSajaSaSKm^'i, anxiety for the father RffjpSj^TpoQ the couch an intervon MHj^^Fnerci fully hid from her view, t at the duplicity of the twocrag^^^retches before her, enobled the ^PTtural dignity of Flora Merwyn's character. Like an angry queen her eyes scanned them, like an injured woman she held them, baffled, beaten, under the domination of her Hashing, accusing glauce of indignation and reproach. She drew tne pociceioooK irom me unclosing fingers of the overwhelmed Dacre. She shuddered at the contaminating contact of his relaxing clutch, but she steeled her heart to weakness. "I know your plots. I know you unmasked!" she said simply. "It is you who have brought about this trouble at j the bank. Stand aside?unlock the front ' doors. I will tell those men the truth!" "You never shall!" Her intentions he readily divined. She j would denounce him as a thief, a swind- { ler, as the lying hypocritical villain ho i truly was. She would restore confidence iu ber honored father's name; she would disburse the ready cash contained in the wallet she had secured. This, the weak, blind-folded beiiiR he had hoped to dazzle and win, or frighten into becoming his wife, when grief and despair had left het no other alternative to save a father's good name and life! That portion of his fabric of fraud and selfishness, the irate plotter saw crumble tc ruins. The intended victim of his avarice had arrayed herself as a cham{ pion, a courageous, undaunted foe in the battle of wrong against right Compromise, there was none in that dauntless face, erowc strangely stern and heroic. The child had become a woman?the victim an avenger. "Do not touch me?stand back, monster! thief!" cried Flora, with slowing eyes, as Dacre made a movement as if to seize her forcibly. "When my fathei returns?" The schemer started. In a flash the truth dawned upon him. Flora Merwyu did not know of the arrival of the banker, of the last tragic episode of the hour. She had, it seemed, arrived upon the scene only in timo to catch Dacre's words relating to the wallet. He stepped aside, he pointed to the couch. "Your father,." ho said, "lies there. They have killed hira?" With the quickness of lightning, the girl's heart took a vivid alarm at the harsh, blunt words. Her eyes directed towards the couch, a 9chock that seemed to unhinge every nerve in her body convulsed futnrfi. One wild shriek rane from her lips, piercing, heart-broken, agonized. Her face turned ghastly, the horrified eyes distended. She tottered forward with outstretched arms. "Father ? father! my murdered father!" A suffocating sob checked further utterance. The wallet fell from her nerveless fingers, and. her hands pressed to her eyes as if to shut out the gory vision before her, Flora Merwyn reeled and fell an inert heap to the floor. Arnold Dacre breathed moro freely at the complication that had diverted the attention of Flora from her announced purpose of unmasking his villainy. As ho gazed alternately from father tn daughter, however, with bent brows, his i'icc took a deeper, more serious frown than ever. n impulse seemed to como to his rair.d, as he regarded the wallet and its scattered contents, to sieze all the available funds in sight and fly precipitately. A thought of the sure pursuit that would follow, however, a lonaing glance at the beautiful face of Flora Merwyn, checked the impulse. Then his wont<?d boldness returned to him, bringing the color back into bis face, and assurance to his sinister eyes. "Only a girl!'' he muttered between hit teeth. "With time tocover my tracks,tc get her to a safe retreat, I can leave at m^ will with a clear record. No, I will make no foolish run for liberty, with a howling mob after me. It would be a confession of guilt. I will face the music. J will find some way to silence her lips. Wharton!" Resolution in his face, Dacre approached the old clerk and touched him sharply on the shoulder. John Wharton looked up, a vacant, dazed look in his eyes. For a minute or two, a9 he passed his trembling hands aimlessly over his face, he resembled a person just recovering from a shock of terror that had well-nigh unbalancedjthe mental faculties. "Come! rouse yourself and don't set there like a block of stone," spoke Dacre irritably. "You see what has occurred. She knows!" "If you'd only pay the depositors," began Wharton, gaspingly, "No more of that!"ordered the cashier, sierniy. 'vome. man, uav? sume kuw Never mind gaping at those two?one is "beyond our help or harm, the other I'll attend to. I'll guarantee her silence, never fear. All you have to do is your part" "What is?my part?" faltered the old clerk. "Speedy, decisive action. I want you to leave here at once. You haven't the nerve to face the situation without flinching, so I'll undertake that unpleasant task alone. Now, thap, John Wharton. it's wealth or misery, freedom or the penitentiary, just as you elect. Obey | my orders implicitly, and all will bo i well, denart from mv instructions in the j minutest particular, and I clamp down on you not only on thatcertain dark passage in the past of your life, but as the man who altered the books of the bank and forged those signatures." "Mercy!" gulped the miserable man, writhing in agony. "I'll obey vou. Speak your orders." Dacre took up the wallet that had fallen trom Flora Merwyn's hands. This, and a package or bank notes ana somo napers which lie drew from his nocket, he proceeded to do up in a parcel which lit*, tied securely. "Take it," he commanded, pressing it Lpon tho astonished Wharton. "Why! you don't mean?" ?^nsismnnFtbcr BImBBKBmWp'servant, agonjSj^SnSaBS^S a beloved emHHBRMHPPTlosing a lucrative age, broken-hearted, SHagBHKs, witless. Listen!" BjU|iM|^Hrclosc to h's quivering comB&Ejj^Pinto bis ears be poured briefly, the details of bis plan. The SFlistened with a curiously-working BeCO. ^ "You understand?'' demanded the schemer, when he had concluded. "Yes," choked out Wharton, his face one void of utter wretchedness. "Depend on me to end the farce?what you apportion me will not be difficult for my brain is reeling now!" lie uttered a hollow laugh as he stowed the precious packet away in I safety. Then, with a haunted iook at the dead banker, and one of guilty horror at the inanimate Flora Merwyn, he stole from the room, muttering to himI Qnif inonhfirentlv. He had aced ten "years wiihin two hours. Arnold Dacre stood iD a thoughtful pose, once alo.ne. He regarded Flora Merwyn thoughtfully. "She knows!" ho muttered, "and that knowledge is fatal to my every plan. Whatof it? Sooner or later she must have known?she will thank me for saving ber fortune. When I demand her silence and her love as my price for returning to her the fortune, for vindicating her dead father's tarnished reputation, she will not dare refuse me. I will remove her to the house, and await her recovery with patience. Then, to carry out the farce, the faithful, fearless bank cashier must remain at his post of duty till the last!" He smiled sardonically as he spoke. Then he started and hurried to the door communicating with the counting room, for a new commotion had struck his quick ear. The clamor of the crowd had subsided, but some one was boating on the iron doors, and a stentorian voice sounded: "Open! in the name of the law!" Arnold Dacre paled slightly. He hurried to the shattered window, and stole a covert look without. On the steps stood tho Sheriff of the /?/viintv a_ lotrnl.lnnlrintr dnr.ament in his hands. "I order you to disperse," be was saying to the crowd. "The court has authorized me to take formal possession of the bank until the bank examiner arrives. Violence can do you no good." "He is comins: in h-?re!" muttered Dacre concernedly. "She is bore. Should she revive before I have time to show my power over her father she will reveal all. I must convey her to the housekeeper's care. Then to meet the Sheriff with a bold face." Dacre returned to the private office. About to lift the senseless Flora in his arms, tie pausea wuu a shock. "Mercy!" he ejaculated in a lost tone." Some one i9 coining from the house." Yes, the voices of two men reached his ears. Their conversation told that they were the Sheriff'9 subordinates, bent on reaching the eutrenched enemy from the rear. Arnold Dacre had but a moment to act He knew that once formal possession was given the Sheriff, the latter would depart, leaving a single officer on guard. Time was everything, to silence Flora Merwyn meant his salvation. He glanced wildly about him. Then lifting the concnWc trirl ho hnro h?r straight to the open vault. Placing her on the cold stone floor, he drew the heavy iron door nearly shut. He Rained the center of the room again just_as the two officers appeared. "Here are the keys to the front doors," he said simply. ,rYou can admit the Sheriff." The latter entered the private office a minute later. "This is bad wo: k, Mr. Dacre," he said, with a concerned glance at the banker. "It Js no fault of mine." returned Dacre glibly. "I have been hoping you would come. I dared not surrender to that howling, infuriated mob." "No, you have acted with courage and discretion," assented the officer. "I must taKe formal charge here." "I have some private papers I wisb to look over in the counting-room?becan Dacro, planning an opportunity to get Flora unseen to the house. "Certainly. I will only station a man at the outside entrance?that is all?except to put what assets the safes may contain in practical possession of the court," And. as he spoke, the Sheriff advanced towards the vault in which lay the insensible Flora. A cold horror wrenched the heart of the plotter as the officer extended his hand. It was to push the massive iron door shut, turn the knob, and click the combination, closing in the persecuted, imperiled Flora Merwyn to a livfog tomb. [to be continued.] WUKKINUMEN'S INSURANCE. Dfiicnm ui uit' nj biciu iu upciauuu **.j Germany. Some valuable statistics relative to the growth in Germany of the workingmen's insurance system have been received at the State Department, Washington, from United States CodsuI Stern at Bamberg. These societies insure against sickness, accident and old age, and in the opinion of the consul have had a beneficial influence upon the economical and social position of the German working classes. He says that in a country like Germany, where low wages allow but a small fraction of the laboring classes to put by something for a rainy day, a great deal "has been accomplished by this system, which he hopes maybe extended to other countries. In ten years, from 1885 to 1895, claims to the amount of 8290,015,821 have been paid to 25,001,620 persons, nnd 3250,000 per day is disbursed in such beneUta. BICYCLE OR CHURCH? Mctliodiatx In ft Jersey Congregation Mimt Choose One of the Two. There is some discord in the Broadway M. E. Church of Camden, N. J., over the question of Sunday l>i?ycio riding. Thf church has over 1000 members, and it is said that over half of that number ride the wheel. It is stated that the wheel has le<i to small attendances at the Sunday services, and that this caused the official board of the church to take action. Th< official board wauts the members who ridf wheels to either attend services on Sumlaj instead of going bicycle riding, or go bicycle riding and sever their connection witt the church. A Million to Destroy Locutttg. Tho Argentine Government has asked Congress for tho appropriation of ^1,000, ! 000, for tho purpose of destroying th< I plague of locusts vriiicn tins none su muu injury to the crops of Argentina. I'rofesso: Bruner, tho North American scientist, en gaged by tho Chamber of Commerce to in vestigato the locust migrations in Soutl America, has arrived at Buenos Ayres. mm marcr* usual yearly ^H^^Hfeaks in the west. HBlBrhoot and War Dances Potent Cannes H^Bnf the Red Men's Uprising:?While Smoking the Pipe of Fellowship In^ dian Orators Arouse the Warlike Spirit. It is tiie custom, upon the occasion of each Indian uprising at any of the Western agencies, to assign some special cause, differing according to the circumstances, for tho outbreak. In the case of the Cheyennes, -who have been making trouble at the Tongue River Agency in Montana, it is said that the disturbance originated in the murder of a sheep herder by the Indians because they feared that he would inform against them for A GROUP OF 8IOIT cattle stealing. There can usually be found, of course, some incident upon which to fasten the outbreak, but the real cause of the Indian troubles lies deeper than this. At certain times, as the red man himself says, "Injun's heart gets bad." -"r " J - - 1 J.V? XIV. very oixeu, ueciureo mo uon Tribune, this occurs in the spring, when the fresh, new grasB has put the ponieu into perfect condition and when the nnld weather has caused the ponies' masters to shake off their winter lethargy. Then the aforesad "bad" feeling manifests itself, and the In| dians desire nothing so much as to go | ? _ - LOW DOG. (A Sioux with a very bad record.) forth and kill. The killing of human ' beings would be preferable, as furnish! ing more excitement, but hunting, if it I is good enough, offers a substitute ; which may be accepted. Thus, as long as the buffaloes lasted they provided a means of outlet for the Indian's surplus destructive energy, but now thiB resource has disappeared and there is no other legitimate hunting to compare with it. So, when the cduncils and the dances have aroused every particle of warlike spirit in the hearts of the young braves, what more natural than that it should be found easy to pick quarrels, and that the thirst for the white man's blood, once ack w WHIT] (A Cheyenne leader prominen 1 quired, should often take n long time * 'J 3 LU I] IICUUU i 1 The ghost dances and the war daDces [ held in the spring are always more effective than those at other times of j the year. The Indians are pleased at the thought of being nble to hold them out of doors again, after the close con finement -which the cold of a Dakota t or Montana winter enforces. An extra a r? nrt nn r* + nf T71 STSW ifl infllCflrl iVlA /> ttUiUUiJii v/i u^ui xa aaaa iauVV? ?w v*.v v savage and grotesque contortions of ] the dancers, and the spectators gaze j as if they could not see enough of these f movements, which are suggestive to r them of the highest type of valiant c daring. g But it is perhaps after the dance is t ended, when the warriors are seated ? around in a circle on the ground, that the fighting desire is worked up most ? surely and powerfully among them, f The pipe of good followship is first ? passed in silence, each Indian taking < only two or three puffs, and then hand- < ing it on to his next neighbor. Just < V.oya if ia i n+o-roatin or tn nntft that, the ( red man does not smoke after the man- ' ner of his white brother. In the whole 1 circuit which the pipe makes its mouth- 1 ? GHOST DANCERS. I 1 j piece is never wet. The Indian merely < lays the end of the stem against his ] | lower lip and, with his mouth partly ] open, draws a deep breath. Remov- | ing the pipe, he exhales this smoke, and then perhaps lays the stem to his lip for a second puflf, but never does he put ! the mouthpiece into his month, in the common white man's fashion. If asked to smoke a peace-pipe after a white man he first wipes off the end of the pipestem where it has been in the previous smoker's mouth. To return to the circle which is formed after the dance, the smoking, as was said, takes place in silence. Then some noted warrior of the band rises and strides into the centre of the group. When he has fixed the attention of all, he begins to recite the brave deeds which he has accomplished in war, illustrating his remarks with a most picturesque variety of gestures, and certainly allowing his story to lose nothing in the telling. As he talks, the eyes of the young braves glow, and their features work with excitement and a desire to emulate such achievements. The fact that the Indian habitually represses his emotions need lead no one to doubt their strength, and the amount of pent-up energy which is expressed in the attitudes of these young braves is enough to make the civilized spectator shudder as he thinks of the savage expression it might find. At the conclusion of the speaking after all the famous men of the band have recited similar experiences to those of the first orator, the excitement is intense. Then it is, and sometimes for many days afterward, that the Indians are to be dreaded, for they are ready to seize upon almost any pretext to pick a quarrel with the whites. It is the opinion of many people experienced in Indian affairs that nearlj all of the difficulties arise from this uncontrollable fighting ardor of the young men of the tribes. They have heard their fathers tell so often the glories of billing the white men twenty years ago, at the time of the Custer massacre and other noted fights, that they feel as if they must also achieve something .of the sort or forfeit a reputation for braverv. An Indian face which is the very type of cruelty and cunning is that of the Sioux Low Dog, here reproduced. His nature does not belie his name, 1 either, for he committed, several years ago, a particularly horrible murder upon a United States mail carrier. The unfortunate man was going to Fort Buford, on the line between North Dakota and Montana, and near :: ;;T" I.I.. it in the recent disturbances.) the junction of the lellowstone and Missouri rivers, when Low Dog attacked him. Not content, with plunder and tbe mere killing, the savage Sioux resorted to tbe most dreadful i i~.. Tn.limt nrtiiro mwl liiu vin. I specie? ux wi v^.v, mas'* . tiiu, though still breathiug -when found, was mutilated and his flesh was j *\ V 1 N inrning in several places. Owing to i not uncommon conflict between the ivil and military authorities, Low ' )og was never brought to punishment. L United States Marshal came down ( rom Helena with a warrant for the 1 nurderer's arrest, but as the officer ? iommanding at the reservation re- e jarded this as an infringement upon 1 he military rights, nothing could be { iccomplished. ' Low Dog is now living at one of the ' igencies in Montana, and has rather 1 lubsided since this conspicuous tchievement in his career. Such a ' leadlock as the foregoing, between 1 ;he Army and the State officers seems 1 iitdcult to avoid, judging by the fre- J juency with which it has occurred. White Bull, whose portrait is likevise given, is a well-known leader. It vas his band, numbering 125, that es:aped from the Tongue River Agency md betook themselves to the hills on ;he Tongue River, near Ashland. There are many points of similarity Detween the Cheyennes and Sioux, md they have not infrequently joined ?n the warpath. It is often stated ;hat the Indians -who took part in the oattle of the Little Big Horn were all Bioux, but it has been proved that ihey were assisted by a considerable band of Cheyennes. MOVINC A BIG CHIMNEY. rail Structure Conveyed Nearly 1000 Feet Over Rough Roads. There are two ways of moving a jhimney. One way, and that usually tollowed, is to tear it down careiuny md rebuild it in the desired place. This utilizes only the brick and means i great deal of labor. The other method of moving a chimney is to handle it much as a house would be handled and to move it bodily and without tearing it down, by putting it an skids. This latter method was followed by a. firm of contractors of Binghampton, N. Y., in moving a chimney for the Manhanset Improvement Company at Manhansett, N. Y. Thfe chimney is Bighty-five feet high and seven feet square at the base. It weighs nearly ane hundred tons, and yet it was moved a distance of 950 feet over roucrh roads and up and down steep grades without injury or accident. TALL CHIMNEY SUCCESSFULLY MOVEP 950 FEET. But six men were required to do the work. One horse attached to a windlass furnished the needed power. The accompanying picture, from a photograph reproduced in the Scientific American, shows the style of braces used and the sort of sled on which the chimney was moved. The skids were well greased on the bottom, and the rate of progress was so fast that but nine days elapsed from the time work was begun until the chimney was securely located in its new foundation. A Church's Historic Memorial. The old Dutch Reformed Church, on Norfolk street, near Stanton, in the very heart of the packed tenement district of the lower East Side of New York, is to be destroyed, and a dwell' 1 ^ /vma/i^a/1 ir\ ifa rtlono mg Douse in uj no cicttcu au n? In the last century two of the church's most prominent members were John Jacob Astor, the founder of the Astor family, and the famous Baron Steuben. In the vestibule of the church, set into the wall, is a tall marble memorial, on which is inscribed the following: ; Sacred to the memory of : ; Fred'k Will'm Aug's Baron Steuben, : ; a German, : : Knight of the Order of Fidelity, : ; Aid-de-Camp to Frederick the Great, : King of Frussia; : ; Major-General and Inspector-General : ; in the Revolutionary War.< : Esteemed, respected and supported by 1 Washington, he gave Military Skill and Discipline to the : : Citizen Soldiers : who : : (fulfilling the Decrees of Heaven) : : Achieved the Independence of the : United Stated. The highly polished manners of the : ; Baron were graced by the most noble : ; feelings of the heart. His hand, "open : ; as day for melting charity," closed : only in the strong jjrasp of death. This Memorial is inscribed by an : '. Amerieun who had the honor to be ! his nid-de-cump, and the happiness : : to be his friend. : Obit., 1795. This memorial is eight feet in height and tapers to a point, just below which is a crown, surmounting a shield. Lower there is a Greek cross, within which is the word "Fidelitas." Bag CartH In Street Cleaning. Kansas City will adopt another of Colonel Wariug's Isew York ideas in I street cleaning. Along with the white I brigade and clean streets, the Street Department will have hag carts to be 1 used by the street sweepers. Bag carts are something new in the West. They are little two-wlieeled push carts arranged to hold a large jute bag. The street cleaner deposits sweepings in the bag as dirt is gathered from the pavement, and when the bag is tilled ties it up and lays it on the curb to be - J J--' - 1 Dauieii away auu empucu. ^uuu is provided with half a dozen bags. They answer the purpose better than the little dump carts, doing away with dust and facilitating the cleaning work.?Kansas City Star. Don't believe that every one else io the world is happier than you mrnvmw wmm - Bl AMERICA'S ONLY KING. flfflj Fhe Monarch of the Mosquito Coas^^H^H George Frederick Albert Handy. VgH The King of the Mosquito Coast has*^? 08t his pension, and now America s rnly monarch has no visible means of rapport. A few weeks ago the Nica aguan Republic, which holds suzerainty over his majesty on condition of :he annual payment of a pension, anally withdrew this needful allowance. As a result, the king complained to liis old friend, the British Government and temporarily abandoned his dominions, to sojourn in Jamaica, under the protection of John Bull. There be enjoys a British allowance of $7.50 per diem, on which he manages to have a good time. It is a popular belief that, since the " star of imperialism paled in republican Brazil, no monarch has reigned in all America?that from .Bering straits to Terra del Fuego every royal throne on the continent has been swept away. And yet on American soil at the pres?^^_ ent day there dwells and rnles a king^Bfi the heir of a line of potentates whicl^^H extends far beyond the ken of the^^S chronicler. This sovereign is-almost ignored in American geographies, but in England and throughout Europe generally he is described as "His Majesty, George William Albert, King \ of the Mosquito Coast." "Mosquito Coast" sounds uncomfortably. It suggests torridity?and a - - XX ? ? X A"U? 'l mosquitoes, as a matter 01 iaui< uio little nation over whioh King George William Albert rules is no better or no worse than any other Central American State. The kingdom lies to the eastward of Nicaragua?which coun- /Jt try exercises over it a protectorate. It is a narrow strip of territory, about 200 miles in length, stretching along the Caribbean sea from north to south, between latitude fifteen degrees and latitude eleven degrees. The population at present contains 2000 souls, 500 of whom reside in the capital y town of Bluefields. To the westward, the Nicaraguan mountains divide it from the Republic of Nicaragua. . , v Before the white man came with his two destructive agents, gunpowder and firewater, the ancestor of King -' $ George was indeed a mighty monarch. He ruled all- the Mosquito Indians, whose happy hunting grounds- extended from Mexico on the north far into South America. The only Indian tribes which the Spanish were unable to subdue were the Arucanians, of Chile, and the Mosquitoes. The first white man whom the Indians permitted to dwell among them was Robert Handy, a shrewd York* shire "tyke," who had gone thithei prospecting for mahogany. The Prin- V i>*an flbnnnizA. heiress of the ancient Mosquito royal house, fell in love witb and married Handy. Their eldest son^ George Handy, became King of the Mosquito Coast, and, as such, was recognized by England and Spain. His son in turn, Robert Charles Frederick Handy, was taken to Belize, < in British Honduras, and there solemnly crowned by the English Governor in 1826. This crowning and the attempt to form a British protectorate over the Mosquito Coast first called J forth from President James Monrofc that famous declaration of United^ . Instates responsibility in American affairs, known as the "Monroe Doc- M trine." Thus the little kingdom of ^ tlie Mosquitoes must always remain associated with the memory of a great President and a great principle. The United States carried the day, AMERICA'S ONLY KINO. and England resigned her Mosquito protectorate. Nicaragua was thereupon appointed suzerain over King Robert Charles Frederick, but that dusky sovereign was permitted to retain his rather dilapidated royalty, nor, indeed, has it ever been formally taken from the hands of his successors. Nicaragua is over-lord of the Mosquito Coast, just as Turkey is of I Egypt. Moreover, the Republic paid annually, until a few years ago, the V sum of $5000 for the use of the King and his numerous family. This pension has been discontinued. Oynx in New Mexico. A party of gold prospectors in New Mexico are said to have discovered immense deposits of onyx in tnat State. Hitherto the chief supply of onyx has been obtained from Mexico. The new deposits will greatly cheapen the price of this beautiful marble, and the housekeeper can look forward to enjoying more of it in her iiouse decorations.?New York Tribune. Got on All Hight, But Couldn't Stop There. if'~ W/ She?"How are you getting on witb^B your bicycle, Cnptam Vert?" H He (a beginner)?"Oh! splendidly: getting on about every two minutes. E ?Fun. 5 A