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HIS FIRST CASE . _AND LAST. The <i?torY of a Volm? tSarri^ter, Written "por TV?5 p^aper. BY SYDNEY GRUNDY. CnAPTEK I. In becoming a memb'-r of the bar. Vic-tor D'Aubry'e only Idea was to continuo tho dignity of tho family. Why should he think of ever tfottin.; down to the drudgery of the profesaion? His father, one of tho most ijpv-. honored magistrates of Caen, had left him a iargj fortune; ho was a:i only child and upon his marriage with M;ircelline du t hauvannes, of whom he was tho accepted suitor, moro gold woul<? pour in upon him, for the Count", he.' father, was one of the wealthiest land holders of Calvados. Moro from ar aesthetic standpoint, therefore, thai from one of utility, Victor had caused to be fitted up in his mother's home i suite of working apartments?outei oflice. library, and consultation-room. The lirst client to bo shown into th? offico of the voting lawyer g .vo little promise of a largo foa. lie wus a man of 50, ill-clad and travel-stained. H? halted at tho doorway, took off a tattered hat and hiving mopped tho perspiration from his brow, deposited hij stick in the nearest corner. Victor motioned to him to bo seated, tut the man's eye had fallen upon a carafe ol water standing on a sinuli table and ir a low voice, ainiobt a whisper, ho asked to lo permitted to slake his thirst. The lawyer noddod aoquiescenco. "And now, my friend," said Victor, "tell me what brings you here?" "I come to you, sir, " the man bogan, "for justice. I am not a peasant aboul to ask you to p'ead against a neighbor. I'm a discharged convict. I have jusl left a prison where I have spent nearlj twenty years for a crime committed bj another." The young lawyer gave a start. Was his fim case to bo one that would attack the majesty of the law, provo it t< be capable of committing a crime itself, Bah! Do not all criminals profess tc be innocent and accuso the judges whe BeDtence them? "The day which I have been waiting for, for the last twenty years," resumes the 6tra?ger, solemnly, "has como ai last. I shall be ablo to prove my innocence if you, si^will assist me, but I'n penniless?at leant for tho present. It the end, howevir, you shall be paid, for when jou have established my innocence, tho hard-hearted will rcleni toward me. I shall have friends. ] shall have money. "Who are you?" asked Victor, breaking in upon the man's appeal. "I belong to a respectable family,' replied the man, "my father's name wa: Joi^eph Goulilard." "Then you are Michel Gouillard, th< mkh/Iaiiak aV VI/.Annf Ha Vorvillft!" ur. ill UlUtltl VI * J VUHV UW VA claimed Victor, spring ng up and makin; a gesture of horror. "Yes, Monsieur D'Aubry," answered Gouillard, "so your high courts of justic< decreed, but they condemned an inno' Ornt man. They have robbed rae o! twenty of the best years of my lifo You were too young to remember th< particulars of the trial. Shall I " "No, no," came quickly from the law yer's lips. "You may spare yoursell tho trouble. I've lately gone over al the evidence. It's a celebrated casethat Varviile murder case. Tho bodj wa- found in a ditch close to a spoi called the 'Oat's Hole.' dressed in shir and trousers, one foot bare, the shoe on the other with its laces untied. One ol the trousers pockets contained a small book bound in blue. The Viscount had been shot in the forehead, the bullel belonging to the old-fashioned smoothbore rifie. There could be no question of suicide, for tho young Viscount hac everything to make a man satisfied witfc life. It was evident that he had been shot at the very moment of his crossinc the ditoh?that he was flying lor his life" You were Count de Chauvanncs' gamekeeper. You had a young and prettj wifo. It was shown in the trial thai the Viscount had often made excuses tc visit your house?that you were inflotnnd with o-ijnucv nfrninct hiiri Anrl further, that a mysterious ailment hac seized yo'.ir wife, Huguette, the very day after the murder. Her symptotm Indicated poisoning, and after her deatfc tht> post-mortem confirmed the opinion of the physicians. Upon searching youi house a short carbine was found f=ecrete l in a cupboard. The bullet fittec is, it .esactlv." In giving this outline of the celebrated Varville murder case, the young lawyer had been surprised at his own vehemence, his excellent emphasis and intonation. He was quite proud of himself and waited breathlessly to heal Wiiat reply Michel Gouillard would mak'1 to it. > "Kut sir," began the discharge ! con vict almost in a -whisper, "in all this there is no proof of my guilt. It was preposterous to charge me with beinp bu8{ icious of Huguette; she was the best and most honest of women. As lor the carbine secreted in my house, il may have been put there by the arm that killed the viscount, but where wa? the proof that the shot was fired by mei They idled the court with the low-lived villains brought in to swear my lift away. Before God and man I proiestec my innocence of poisoning my belovec Huguette. I helped to nurse her. Al! tin world knew how I loved her. Th( wretches, they told everything excep' the truth. They perjured their f ouls tc fix the crime on me, although Count d< Chauvannes swore that I had always be^n a steady and honest man." "Ay, to he did!" exclaimed Victor "but so t'-rribly overwhelming was tlit bi rden of proof against you that yov were even led to confess your owr guiit." "You aro iiaht. sir. I did c< nfess." re plied Michel vJouillari, lowering hi! voice and taking a step nearer to thi young lawyer, "but that confession wa wrung from rnc when I win no longer i calm and reasoning be.ng. 1 or s: months I was plagued and harassed b; a committing magistrate till my brail reeled. 1 should have been a ravin; maniae had I not got rid of that per.-e cutor, that sleuth hound of the law, for ever at rny heels " All of a s ddi n the ex-convht f>eas < speaking, a deaih-like pallor ovcrspr<-a< his countenauc**, and then a y? 11 o hatred burst lrom his throat as hi 6tre'ched forth li s clenched list towan a portrait hanging on the wail. Hi Bee r cd overcome by fomo terrll-li emo'.i n. "Ah. there he is! There is the wretc? who tortured rm;, disgraced me. ruinei my life, and for all I know lias k.lied iw] daught- r." "Silence, ycu villain!" shouted Yicto: D'Aubry, spring.ng upon (Jouillard. a f to strike him down. "7'hat hones nan wan my father!*' Thn rv.conHct ctnback .'1 StCI ir two til tlie-n words. "Your father?" i:e whispered 1 oirsc y, paBs.ng his hand .n trout of his fac< M IT tl vln^ ro lirusli away tho IHrji TMa E - ;wen'y y. art* of prison gloom had Jan , wI'On h:s eyes. "And to ho is deai lieue^bo. Kow I can uiu.ersiaud you it ~ I ' j r ^ iSfe ? i ("ift ?\ n i i "silence! vou vii.lain!" s repulsion, your* "harshness towards" inc. f, Vou are just as cruel as ho was. May ! ' my curse light upon both of you!" j ^ An<l with a last look of fury at the ^ portrait, tho ex-convict 6trode away without even turning his head. CHAPTER IJ. e Madame D'Aubry was alarmed at tho " condition of her eon when ho entered ; the apartment the next n orning. He jontc-secd to having psised a sleepless aight, and it needed only a glance at ids Hushed face to seo that he was lai boring under some extraordinary exi citement. The moment the servant had ' V.a V> r\ ' It'll U1U UlCUUiUOl'-lVVitl U\. IUUIUU | t Abiuutly to his mother an 1 inquired the j : sxact Unto on wn;cn n:s father had nrst , occn stricken with loss of reason. "Why, my son," r. plied Madame I D'Aulry. "what turned your thoughts f in that channcl? Let me seo. it was in ' i December?yes, Deo. 10, 1849." a I "Yes. but mother," pursued Victor, "hrrj ho not been ailing l^ng beforo that, had you not noticed any change in lis manner, was there not a gradual Uiiling of his mental powers?" "Alas, yes," said Madame D'Aubry, j with a eigh, "it was the.iiirrible. anxiety ;he long continued strain caused by the I examinations whi( h he conducted in a i Jolebrated murder case, tho shooting i of Viscount do Varvillo by Michel Souillard, a gamekeepi'r in thi! employ- _ i Dent of Marcelline's father. I'm con- t ddent he overworked himself. He 1 : seemed possessed of tho idea that un- i f ;ess he could extort a confession from i > :h-i murderer that his reputation as a 1 I .'ommitting magistrate would bo gone, f chat >ii8grace, in fact, would come upon ? > tiis name. Time and again during the i examination ho returned home in a t I naif-dazed condition, his face tho color f of crimson, his nerve* unstrung. At c i such times even the ticking of the clock i i disturbed him so that it would be neces- r sary to s'op it. And once on leaving b ! the house be said, 'Wife, get mo m? 6 I ?own. That wretch Gouillard doesn't c [ aeem to know who I am, but when ho ri sees me in my gown he'll begin tc t . iremble and tell everything.' " o These words confirmed the terrible I Buspicionn that hud tortured Victor's r i tnind since the ex-convict had turned b away from bim with a curse on bis lipe u ? lor both father and s on. c "Mother," he cried out, "how do we t > ! Know that in the year 1847, the year of J I Gouiliard's trial, father may not alroady n I i nave been affected by the terrible ma!- v , ady which terminated his life in so pain- r [ ful and horrible a manner? How do we J I know that he was not under the influ- e fnce or that morbid excitement, that he d J was not suffering for what might be o called a mania for persecution, and that this man Gouillard was really one of p I nis victims and that the so-called cou- t I fession was extorted from the wretch?" i "Oh, not so loud, my son!" whispered , Madame D'Aubry; "it's all past and gone b [ now. It would do no good to drug the , fa t matter to light now. The man was \ d ecrtainly guilty ot me muraer, con! fession or no confession." r Victor made a ge-ture of dissent. fl "But, my son," continued Madame e D'Aubry, "there's something wo may c do. We may rescue Gouillard.'s daugh- j. U>r Esther from a life of shame. I'm g [ informed that she is plying the callinp j :>f beggar hereabouts; everybody recoile ( 1 from her; she is known as the murder- f ] er's child. The peoplo throw her a i q ' crust and then set the dogs on her if she v loiters about the house." I "Mother," exclaimed Vic'or, joyfully, D ' "will you cause search to be made for , the girl this very aay, will you take her [< 1 in your employmont, speak a kind word 3 J 10 her, hold out a helping hand to her so j she may n< t be driven to her ruin from ^ shi er despair?" j( "I will, i will, my dear son," cried & Madame Lt'Aubry. "I know where to 1 find her. Give yourself no further anxiety. l'rom thi6 day forward she sjjall ^ be properly cared for and kindly j treated." r "That is a beginning, and now for the next step, for if ihe law has committed a wrong, that wrong must be riehted oven if it disturbs the sacred repose ol * 1 the dead. Gouillard's innocence must s I be proven before he dies. The fact fl that* he fell a victim to the mad porse- j cutlon of the father makes it more in- j I cumbent upon the 6on to unJo the grievous error." Victor D'Aubry was a young man, c ' and while he felt he had the necessary 1 ' moral courage and strength of charao- c 1 !er to begin this battle for Gouillard, g ' 'o charge the courts of law. of which 1 his rather was an honored mom her, S I with having been willful as well as t > blind, yet he was only too conscious of a 1 his inexperience to proceed without a r ' sage counselor at his side. And who 1 could probably be better qualified to ! fill that difficulty than Monsieur Moroau, ' 1 who had made a strong but ineffectual I 1 struggle to save the man? a 1 Moreau had lately roturned from Al- e giers, whither he had been transported . 1 for a political offense. He was now an old man broken in health. He had sue- 3 ! rificed his future and his talents to li'.s opinion, but his welcome to his youthful colleague was cordial and hearty. After having listened to Victor's glowing ! avowal to Login his professional life ly > securing justico for Michel Gouillard, i th;* aged lawyer replied: "This is a good and noble thought of yours, monsieur. You are doing your ' duty. Your father cruidly harassed tlio c man and his disgrace 13 mainly owing to your father. To me, this magistrate's " conduct seemed at the time nothing s 6hort of infamous, arid I was consoled y afterwards to learn that within two 1 years of the alTair your ialher died in a -! mad house. Here," continued the aged inwyer. "aro my notes of the case, but bet'oro I say anything moro I should like to hear whether tne principal actors 3 in the drama aro still alive." J "As 1 lnvo told you, I have seen 1 Gouillard, but I am not at a'.l certain as to what has become of the other wit1 oesses with the exception of the woman p jailed 'Tiie Hag.' " ) "Oh, inde'd," remarked Moreau, "this is an unfortunate w.tness. And the 1 C.:unt de ( hauvunn s. is he ali\ e also?" ! "Vila " cnlil "nml u-lmt it m/irn i [ am going to marry Marccllino d? I'haiivannes shortly." r iMorcau ?:avu a . start, nnd fixed his i ca/.o intently u- on t!io voting hamster t ' A. <;eej> silence endued. Moreau was the j 5rst to break it. > "M< nsicur D'Aubry," log in the aijeiJ ' awver in a vo c* t?ro?cn Willi emo ion, f "you have come to me Jor cou .sei, for ( B cuiilatice. I am sorry lo lie honest, with i i fon regarding the eon-MMjueiiec.3. I a .? , J ?oi.?i^* 'o ..oil you all 1 .now." ^ : i .r!?ir itowc! Ins lit*::<l. ( r "io?i will reiolcc." he coiitiuuod. mmmmmemmssmammnsmm?m \ that a small b;uo- f ook was round in lie murdered Varville'spocket. It w&a n odd volume of Balzac. One day I ook it up to pass an idle ha!f-ho;ir. uiarrinn mv fcelins upon discovering liftt on I ho page I was reading l orl.ain otters hud small, almost invisible, black pots 6et underneath them. By some urious impulse I set to work patting hoso letters together. I found that hoy could bo made up into words, and hat these words were burning utter- ; nccs of love?ileop and passionate love oil by two beings for each other?first is, then hers in reply." Saying winch, ho aged lawyer read oft these utterneesin slow and measured tones, seting the emphusis exactly where it bo5nged. "GreatGod!" whispered Victor, springug up and pressing his hand to hm n ow. "Monsieur Varvillo the lover of he Countess Chauvannes?" Moreau nodded assent, and after a lvrt pause went on: "Now, my young friend, you soo learly, do you not.? Viscount Varvillo rent to the appointment offered him by ho Countess de Chauvannes. The husand, who probably had his suspicions, ame u; on thent unawares. Varvillo y:.scaped half undressed. He was pur- q, ued and killed by Count do Chauv.vn- o les or by one of his trusty servants. : C) Jut, the honor of the real crimiual ha 1 ! ? ilSI fiSi 1 I "CAN TJIIS ,B2 PQRSin^E?" vi o bR shielded. Your father must'Lave ? mown tlio facts. He lent himself to the ! nfamous business. The story of a love 1 w ntriguo between Varville and tho game- , 0 weeper's wife wa9 trumped up. Hu- I juotto often guarded the lover against i 0 mrnrifio V.irvllln had be n noticcd Sev- i T iral tiin< s at the lodge. But mark what j ^ o >k placo after the murder. Huguette alls ill, strickcn down with, a violent ittack of fever. It is certain that durng that night ehe witnessed some teriblo 6ceno, and the affair took such a lold on her mind that fever was the reuit, but still there i6 a chance of recovrv. The moment may come when the lolirium will end, and she will bo able o speak to save her husband?to point iut the real criminal. She must be goten rid of at all costs, and before hci | vason returns, too. i an you guess who i tad an interest in her death? Two days ' ,fter the murder of Varville, and sev? ral days before the death of iluauette, | ho Countess de Chauvannes started for flee, where for two years she struggled .?ain3t the weight or grief an 1 despair t*hic:i overwhelmed her, until death iierciful'y camo to her rescue. She lied among strangers, abandoned by very one, after having given birth to a aughter?.Mademoiselle do Chauvaa te*j your Intended wirft " Victor" sat there with a dazed and iteous look upon his face. Moreau urned away to g vo the young man time o collect hiB thoughts. g "Merciful heaven," murmured D'Au- n iry to himself. "Can this all be possi- j }j ?lo? Is jny beloved Mareelline the j ^ aughter of a murderer?" ^ "My dear young co.les;gue," said Mo- ; eau, "take courage. Halt where you j ? ,ro. There is no need of pushing this natter any further. It pays to be a tero, but not a martyr! lJon't sacrifice our own happiness an'l this young s jirl's through a sentimen'al notion of I uty. Let some one else chanpion f] Joulllard's cause. Make their lives g feasant and ha:>py; befriend him and lis daughter; in" this w;iy undo the prong done by your father." 8 "Nevar!" exclaimed Victor, spring'ng t; ip, "nover! You have paid yourself ? hat it is my duty to befriend the man p f he is innocent, and to get a revision t f Ms sentence. I love Mademoiselle ^ o Chauvannes, and my marriage with . ler will realize the dream ot my life; iut. sir, I shall be able, I must be able * o reconcile my love with my duty!" * j TO BE CONTINUED, i 8 VISER THAN THE PROFESSOR. C & ltl Colored Woman Who Known Some- g thlnf- Abont FosnlU. ^ A scientific gentleman of Washing- t cn, who is greatly interested in fos- a il remains, recently received a very d Ipe specimen, purporting to be of the c )evonian or some other old period t le was delighted, and he called in all ' lis friends to decide on what manner l (f thing the animal was during its c ifetims. They were not able to de- t ide, and they were on the point of * :ppealing to some of the government a ;eologists. The great trouble was that he specimen had no head, and tho ibsence of that member combined to nake a mystery of the missing link ariety. Meanwhile the skeleton was :ept carefully guarded in a cabinet es=tecially made for it. One day, after i short absence from the city, the sci :ntist opened the cabinet and found hat the fossil had been provided with l head. He was delighted. When he nade Inquiries his son told him that he friend who had sent him the trunk iad found the head and forwarded it o him while he was away. The proessor called in his friends, and they lecided that the head fitted perfectly, ind that it belonged to the fossil. ,Vhen thus equipped it looked for all he world like one of the dogs one vould imagine the cave men to have cept as their pets. The professor felt liat he ought to write a treatise on he canines of the paleozoic ages. An ild colored woman who takes care of he office came in one day and saw he fossil, with its recent addition. She vmt up to It and deliberately knocked he head off with her duster. "Foh do bawd's sake, pufTessah!" she cxclalm?d, "what yo' doin' wid a ol* chicken :arcass on yo' skellington?" On min ite invesugauon me proicsaui iuuuu .hat the old woman was correct; but jc does not speak to his son now.? iVashington Post. A Gentlo Hint. A singular custom prevails among he Tartars or Kurds. If a man loses lis cattle or other property he pours 1 i little brown sugar into a piecc of j ] olored cloth, ties it up and carries : ;nn such pared to each of his friend* ' ;r.d rcrjuaintances. In return he is 1 >rescnted, according to vircuiKslnnccP, , vit.ii a cow or sheep or a dum of uocey. i % trt is born bonoath a Held of wii orn :JlTrwb: WJiorn tbo bumblj )"!?, their r An 1 J)r g,lt Wit'? And wele.irn tho their busy J Thny say this Hon Will take u difTi Ami bo tno vello When autumu When the skillful }t by some u [fPH r rajw the pie so to 111 I {$$ . .. co'or brigln \8iw I mfca A9 the yellow of vm i wH it ,l:,luy tlle C( \?jra .jSm Has a ?avor swe< lU iML. u . ,30et is 1 rJ5\ i fco frive to mo the KjA vs*<i23 With tho^oori c u All IinfJ, an ball Live yo Iour tu D0030C0300003000CGC3000000 | THE BOER AS I A FIGHTER-1 O OOOOOCOOSOCQCCCOCQCOOGQQC \ The Boers are born fighters, a naon of sharpshooters, they never waste bullet; each Boer selects his man id kills him and keeps on doing the tme thing all day and every day un1 the war is over. It is a commcn oast with them which they have made ood in more than one clash with the iritieli, tiiat one isoer is equai 10 ten Inglishmen. They do not come ont ud fight in the open, but swarm all ver a mountain side, hiding behind :ees and rocks, and woe to the thin sd line or hollow square that comes ithin range of their unerring Harms and Mauserti. In fact, the Boer ictories over the British soldiers are irgely accountable for tho British jeling against them, and in the bitter arfare against the nation the success f tho Boers has been extraordinary. Fewer than 450 Boers resisted 12,00 of the fiercest Zulu warriors on )ecember 16, 1838, and 3000 natives ^ere left dead on the field, and this ith old flint locks. President Rrujg> pf -??n- ield cornet's messenger handing over commandos to boer farmers to be ready for war. er, as a boy, helped the forty Dutchlen hold off 2000 of the men of Mosetkase, then the most refiowned naive captain in South Africa. The ravery of the men is shown by the ttack that 135 of them made on 1(),UUU I !ulus on the Marico Kivcr, driving hem out of the Transvaal. These are simply better-known intances of the fighting abilities of the toers. Everyman ha3 handled a gun rom infancy. In the old days, when Boer was not fighting the fierce uaives he was defending himself from avage beasts. Every Boer has been rained in warfare. They discovered he method of laagering their wagons, lacing them in a hollow square,which he British generals have adopted as he most successful way of fighting ho natives. The Boers have shown hemselves masters of strategy, the esult of constant, warfare with a cruel nd treacherous foe. The Government of the South Afri- ( an Republic is empowered to call t any timo the burghers for armed ervice. The Field Cornet of each listrict goes round and serves a noice on the conscripts, who, mounted nd fortified against hunger for ten ays by a supply of buck or bp^. ured in the sun, and called "bilong," concentrate in the specitied , 'dorp" or village, where they invaria- j ily meet in the market place?tJae i hurch, iron gated, iron steepled, in he background. Arms are distributed o those who are without them; and s for forage, the velt is trusted to Mi irMJI/ vft' WflfoA """ b iy!s* \5k' /AOuNTtD \/ A Police u ff (j TYPES OF BOER INFANTRY, 3npply it at need. Tlie commandant, ivho is the Dutch equivalent of the English coloncl, drills his forces as best ho may; aud a certain amount of military discipline is eastly acquired, despito the rather slonchv appearancc, due in part In the absence i- aaifevms, in the ca?e of the the shadow of iviOR corn f#^ |M ose golden color (I W, io Rlow of morn, ^ h M|'13 (bees are work- limuw^jTOV^S'. ougli backs all nj A ,\ f|// S?T K?ld. I I M^fkl wondrous secrot !/ v -PrC^ % >51 mm has told. I| \xn?I1v YM rer sometimes jV Ik \A 'ront form fi7TiwH*^y V7 pumpkin ! I sunshines warm. /| WWi\ mjjf/. housewife turns I >|jjvj/ othsome, with a fe?rii/ll / t and clean > rafjj?.| Samn I tlio pumpkin as yfjjf j ll Hajj I )rn umoDB, Bjtfj;'! t Brag it whose rlchnoss Bnlji ; iMf pumpkin v&I&n ' #?/ )ld-fnj?lilon<;rt pie. PfiK Kins Pumpkin, M&U id novcr die. ?& commandants. the other officers, and lh? "Stato Artillery." The Boer mnch resembles our American Apache in his ability to live on the shadow of things when in the field. A writer of South Africa, in a ? K' N r" Mf ' 'A A ^ V INSPECTION OF A "COMMANDO" OF BC contribution to a London paper, calls attention to the ability of the Boer t< live on rations which an crdinarj trooper would not endure and his ca pacity to travel great distances witl horse in incredibly short time. The Boer knows every road anc trail of the Transvaal; as a hunter h< knows the devious ways of the wastei beyond. He is an agriculturist and i hunter. By the law of self-preserva tion he has learned the wily ways o! the savage whom he displaced in tilt Transvaal. The secret recesses of th< mountains are at his commaud. As t horseman he much resembles om American cowboy. He can ride on toj of the saddle, or over his horse'* neck, or Cossask fashion, with one fnot in the stirrup, oue leg on the sad die and his head and shonlders on th< ground. His horse is part of his fam ily life. The beasts are very hardy, sure-footed and affectionate. Thon, too, the Boer is inured to the hard ships of the mountains, to long horse back journeys, scant allowances 01 food, treks on which the water supply is scarce. In the campaign of 1SS1 against the BOEBS RECEIVING AMMUNITION. English the Boer took good care tha his forces never faced the enemy ir the open field. He never offered opec ensraeement. He cl)"se his eyrie ii the mountain gorges, and from tha vantage point he picked off the foe a' his will. Even when he assaulted Ma juba Hill he came up rock by rock squirming like a snake, twisting ir and out and not tiring until he had i mark to hit. An English correspondent who wen !\ poot Police OF-PK.fR AMD PRIVATE-^ '?=' triTH AHTILL&RV CAVALRY AND ARTILLERY. through the 1881 campaign wrote a that time of the lighting qualities o the Boers: ' We never are able tc see th enemy. Except beforo the fight a Majnba Hi]J, 1 never saw but a hand fnl iii' them nt any time. And whei ib^y thought TVs noticed theui the, :[ * ' '' and their horses disappeared as if swallowed up by the earth. I think we all feel that they can shoot. Our losses at Hatley and Laing's Nek showed that. We were very much in the open, but not a blessed Boer was to be seen. But every once in a while there was the crack of a rifle, and then one of our poor boys would go over, the line* would close up and we would begin chasing again for the enemy we could never find. I was taken prisoner just after General Colley was killed, and I can say that I could not have been treated better by any people. They were kind to our wounded, did not molest the dead nor insult us of the living. I think they are a very brave people, and, as for fighting, thoy seem to know just as much about it as we do." The Boer loves his country with a passionate patriotism. He is not a miner, or an engineer, or a railroad constructor. He is pre-eminenly an agriculturist. In Cnpe Colony nearly th<? whole of the wheat growiug is done by the Dutch farmers of the Western province. In the interior the bulk of the grain used is supplied by the Dutch farmer of the Transvaal. The whole of the fruit crop is produced by Boers. Even far np in Bechauanaland you will find * VN' ^ V ?\ W - \ v .... 7 V i ^ '\\\\OV \N \ "yj IERS IN THE MARKET PLACE OF A TOWN j Boer wagons from the Republic > loaded up with fruit, oat forage and r other products. The Boers, in short, are a pastoral l folk, stolidly content to be that and nothing else. They shun towns, shop 1 keeping and gold mining. They ask > only to live in a moderate degree ol j comfort, in a rude plenty; to provide i for their children as they grow up and - to be let alone. f , Dangers of WearlDC Ileal Oats. A rather comical incident was that i witnessed in a Paris street a day 01 . two ago. It ia the fashion just .now , for French milliners to nse real oate , for the trimming of hats and bonnets, 5 the oats "being covered with mauve, . black," or blae, according to require ; ments of the trade. A lady, it is re. lated, wearing a hat abundantly trimmed with oats, in order to get out of the road of a rapidly driven cab, 1 had placed herself right in front of a . horse and cart waiting beside the curbf stone. She had her back turned to r the animal which, after sniffling the oats on her hat, apparently decided il j would be a pastime in accordance with liia tnstAs to mnnch them. He was thus engaged when the ladj began to move forward, quite unaware of the feast the horse was enjoying. The animal,wishing to oontinue its repast, put down its two fore feet on the skirt of the lady's dress, which gave her such o turn that she fainted, and in falling sustained some slight injury, necessitating her removal to a chemist's shop. When she had recovered from hex emotion aud beheld the wreck of hei hat?purchased, so she affirmed, thai very day?her distress and mdigna tion knew no bounds. She retnrmed to the spot where the incident had happened, discovered the driver of the cart in a neighboring shop, and, taking his address, with that of his employer, intimated her intention ol +i-> i-onnvflvtllA Vftlnfi of fchf> fJl UCCtUUiUg ?v *vvwfv* damaged bat. The moral of the ad. venture is, that ladies displaying oats fc on the top of their heads should bei ware of coming in proximity with a i horse's mouth,?London Evening i Standai-i. t Serpent Still IVornliipetl by Some. A few uncivilized races of East India and some adjoining islands are [ still worshiping the serpent, and per! form ell kinds of superstitious rites in connection therewith. So the Tamils J in the northern part of Ceylon. Among them are famons snake catchers and charmers, and also native physicians, who do not only pretend to be expert healers of the most dangerous ophidian's bites, but who are not less experienced in tne compounding of medicines for different purposes in which they use the deadly venoir of reptiles. Sho Cuucht III in. Patrice?"You know, Will said he'd like to be caught plnyiug golf." Patience?"Yes." "Well, I caught him on the links this very afternoon. We're engaged." ?Yonkers Statesman. Novel Sport ill the Far Kant. The effete Parisian has just taken up the sport of lish contests. Oriental sporting men in Siam, Cochin China and some parts of Japan have long taken great delight in the lively cont SIAMESE FIGHTING FISH. r ! tests of the little lighting fish whict e ! are bred in the East for this particulai t; purpose. The little finny belligerentf -' are prettily colored red and blue fish, 11 ! and -when itrtomes to a matter of tight y lug always blick fcj it to tue death. WHEN JOHN BULL LEFT US. A. Blonuinent In Boiton Will Commcm? -* ? 41 **I T??nfU orate mc ? - "It is with the greatest pleasure lip- -_qk form yon that on Sanday last, the 17th Inst. (1776), about 9 o'clock in the 3 forenoon, the ministerial army evacuat- $| ed the town of Boston, and that the forces of the United Colonies are now s|S in actual possession thereof. I beg /9 leave to congratulate you, sir, and the DORCHESTER HEIGHTS MONUMENT. (Marks the spot where George Washington 3 stood and watched the British soldiers- u sail away.) nonoraoie uougreas ou mm uu^; , < event, and particularly as it was effect- S ed without endangering the lives and property of the remaining unhappy in- . habitants. I have great reason to im- \.:q agine their flight was precipitated by the appearance of a work, which I had ordered to be thrown up last Saturday ' night on an eminence at Dorchester, v which lies nearest to Boston Neck, <<;$| called Nook's Hill." Thus wrote Gen- ^ eral George Washington to the Presi- " 0 dent of Congress March 19, 1776. Th? City Council of Boston has approved plans for the Dorchester Height* monument which marks the spot whera \ i General Washington stood and watched the British sail away. The plans show a type of tower common in colonial ''?j times, with fountain and memorial V?1 a4- am mAof, /?Anoni/?nATifl ?W?A_ . /[a j tUUlW UU VU? UWOV It will be built of old-fashioned brick with dark headers. The trimming* will be of Indiana stone or white terra cotta. The height of the monnment to the base of the steeple will be aboiit seventy-five feet. The original appro* priation for the monnment was $25,000/ * Liked Them In Group*. Albeit an attractive young miss ii> most ways, like many other young animals it was her habit to wolf her ; food. Of this her mhther tried to break her, and on this particular oe? ? casion was remonstrating because oi ;i the number of peas Alice seemed to 's think it necessary to consume at & ? mouthful. /'Take fewer peas on your fork, 2 j Alice.. Why should you want to takfl ' i so many at one time?" "They taste so much better wheo eaten in groups," was Alice's unex? .'Jj pected explanation. Altered a Trifle. ywvji One small girl says to another; "They are not saying rubberneck any more." "Why not?" asks the other witb J I some joy. "Because they are paying penin* v? sula," says the one. "And why peninsula?" says th* other, innocently. "Because it stretches out to fiea," says the one.?"Worcester (Mass.) frAzette. A Itemarkable Girl. '? Helen Keller, the deaf, dumb and, ' blind girl, whose acquirements haveattracted the attention of all students of educational methods, spent .last summer at Wrentham, Mass., asthe guest of Mrs. J. E. Chamberlain, i She keeps up her study of Greek and Arabic, and writes her exercises on & i typewriting machine especially de- i signed for these languages, with interchangeable cylinders. By way of ex* ercise she delights in climbing trees, and she is an excellent swimmer, ; . HELEN KELLEE. (The deaf, dumb and blind girl.) which she vastly enjoys. Helen puzzles new visitors by telling the color of the flowers they bring. She can even distinguish a white and yellow | pansy from a purple one, and a red j from a white rose. Her explanation is that the petal of the darker colored I flowers are thicker than those of the lighter ones. German Viceroy In tlio Caroline*. \ A correspondent of the Berlic. lasjeblatt calls attention to the fact. ! thai', a German was Viceroy of the Caroline Islands thirty-five yearsago. His name was Teteus, and he , was captain of a ship which exported snails to China. In 1865 he married one oi' ti e daughters of the "King" of the Carolines and bought of him one of the islands. Male floats Among: Sheep. A J A. Al_ _ OU i A ccrresponueui, 01 xue uuaueoiuu | News anil Courier sends the following ' information, based on personal ex11 perience, to the farmers of South ; J Carolina: "If you put among a flock 11 of sheep from three to four male goats 1' the dogs will rarely attack them. ' j Sheep always rua f" 'lie io:*p"0* ;eetiou." / A /: