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THE-nYSTE INhkffiMi 2=rzr~ Author of ""The Mouse [Copyright, 1895, by Ri CHAPTER XIV. Continued. The feminine portion of the population was strongly antagonistic to Nell on account of her undoubted claims to beauty; and the strong feeling against her was undoubtedly the result of simnle lealousy rather than a solid opinion founded upon her own conduct. The male portion of the populace, on the other hand, while less virulent than th'e women, were not inclined to warm partisanship on behalf of the girl, who had always displayed a marked indifference to their attentions. There was many a young man in the crowded court that day who found a secret salve for his wounded vanity in the thought that the girl who would not vouchsafe him so much as a look had come to grief between two admirers, one of whom was not_ a lover to be proud of, while the other had brought himself into a dangerous position. On the whole, therefore, it was Miss Bostal rather than Nell who carried the sympathy of the ordeal. When the little, thin lady, with the pinched face and the faded hair, stepped into the witness-box and kissed the book with grave and dignified reverence, there was little or no laughter at her odd costume of fifteen years before, at the "g^l-of-the-period" short jacket, bunched-up gown and Tyrolese hat, which, once so "smart" and up-to-date, had now become such a quaint relic of the past People pardoned Her eccentric dress, her prim little manners, in consideration of the goodness of heart which had caused the little lady to N hold out a helping nand to the poor scapegrace and to champion the cause of the man of the people against the gentleman. Every ear in the court was strained to catch her words, but the little woman spoke out well, in a thin, almost shrill voice, indeed, but with a dis, tinct utterance which made every word carry from end to end of the hall. "I understand, madam, that you were the last person who is known to have spoken to Jem Sticliels before his death?" said the coroner. "Yes, sir," answered Miss Theodora. "I went to the cottage where he lodged as soon as I heard of his accident, to learn how he was." <1TT- As**. +a vaii hi'meolf ntf upt* ut:u l UC UUVl IV JVU I believe?" "Yes. sir; he did." "And he was very surly to you, I believe?" "Yes, 6h\ he was rather. He was much excited, and said that we should have to answer some questions tomorrow morning." At these words every man and woman in the court felt stirred to a deeper Interest They were touching the edge of the mystery at last. "He said you would be asked some questions? What did you suppose him to mean by that?" "I hardly thought about it. He spoke In a wild way. He was very angry ana excitea. ah i uougui auuui nus trying to pacify him." "Did it occur to you at all that he had any idea of making away with himself?" ' This question evidently took the witness by surprise. Miss Bostal stared at the coroner in frank perplexity. It was clear that the notion was new to her. "No, sir, I certainly did not think that." "You had no idea what he meant?" "Well, sir, I thought he meant to refer to the story that has been about? the story of some robberies not far from where he lived. He often used to say he knew who the thief was." At this ingenious reply, which slipped out of the witness's mouth without her having any idea of the bombshell she was throwing down, a great sensation shook the listening crowd, and called forth eries of silence from the polce. "He was much excited, you say? Did he seem otherwise in his usual state? I mean, did he speak as a man who is in perfect health, in perfect command of himself 2" asked the coroner, much to the disappointment of the listeners, who were more interested in the mystery lying underneath the story than in the death of Jem Stickels. "Oh, yes! He seemed quite himself. We were surprised to lind him like that" "And?was he sober?" "Quite sober, I should say." "Did he say anything about the blow he had received? Did he make any complaint?" "None while I was there." "And now. madam, I must ask you another question. How far is it from your house to the spot where the deceased was found. Miss Bostal considered. "If you go by the fieids, it must be about a mile and a half. By the road, I should think nearly two miles." At this point the superintendent of police nodded to the coroner, to express his assent to his calculation. , "And now tell me. if you please, what time it was when you left the -cottage, when you saw the last of the deceased, that is to say'" "It was about ten minutes past seven." "How did you fix the time?" "I looked at ray watch when we got Lack home again, to see if it was time to light a fire in the dining-room for my father's return home. And it was then five and twenty minutes past seven." "Then you reckon that you did the walk in a quarter of an hour?" k "Yes. It is about three-quarters of n. mile, by the way we came over the L fields." P There was a short pause, and the I listening crowd, now more on the alert than ever, waited breathlessly for the coroner's nest question. It came in a rather surprising form. "Can you tell me. Miss Bostal, . wlietlier you and Miss Claris remained | * f c*'' -, ih; - . ' v . ' :RY-op.TttE * ti LI. E= . B t t; 0 /cirden?^ c on ifit AeLrsh," C bribe rt Bonner's bona.: ^ iu each other's company from the mo- t ment you returned home until your father's return?" Miss Bostal reiiectea. t "Not quite all the time," she answered. "I tore my dress on a nail as o I came through the back-door, and I ]] asked Miss Claris to make the tea while I ran up to my room and mend- h ed it." li "And how long were you upstairs?" t "About ten minutes or a quarter of o an hour, I should think." , q "You have no way of fixing the t time?" _ . r "I had no reason to take particular t note of the time; but I think I remem- o ber seeing that it was between twenty t minutes and a quarter to eight when o I went down into the dining-room and lit the fire." a "Was Miss Claris there?" "No. She came in with the tea not c long afterward." s "And what time was that?" "I cannot tell exactly. But I think o it was soon after eight." f "And during that time that you were e in the dining-room by yourself, did you t hear her moving about in the kitchen?" "I don't remember noticing. I was t thinking of the fire. It would not t burn up." t "Altogether, then, I gather from t what you have said, quite three-quarters of an hour elapsed between the s time you left Miss Claris at the back- v door and the time she brought in the I tea?" "About that, I should think." s "You did not see her or remember s hearing her during that time?" t "I certainly did not see her, I don't s remember hearing her." ii There was another intent pause. t "When you did see her next?when s she brought in the tea, that is to saydid she seem agitated, or was she n calm?" S "She was very much agitated. She cl had been crying all the time, I think r she told me." t "I must thank you for the clear way L in which you have given your evi- r dence. Only one more question. Would t it be possible, do you think, for a per- h son to get, say, to the place where the r body was discovered and back again in three-quarters of an hour or a little d more?' c The crowd in the court seemed to r draw a deep breath of unanimous con- t sternation. Only the witness seemed e to ignore the drift of the question. ft "It would be absolutely impossible, I am sure," she answered in surprise, ft "And you are sure the time was no o more than three-quarters of an hour?" h "As sure as I can be, considering t< that I took no particular note of the > time." h "Thank you. That is all I have to a6k you at present, though it is possi- ft ble we may have to recall you. Gen- n tlemen," he went on, turning to the e jury, who were already springing up with their questions, "I think it' will tl be better for you to hear the evidence of the doctors before you ask this witness any further questions." s They sat down again, and again there was a buzz and a hum of exnif om onf 4r? 4V?a nn/1 /\ li uauicut iu iuc K\J U11, aiiu pcupic U looked at one another and began to b ask one another whether it "was true ^ that Nell Claris had been brought A from the station, and whether she It would be called as a witness. The d story was growing more mysterious. a The buzz subsided as the doctor who saw the body before it was moved took the oath and gave his evidence. d He had noticed nothing to give him " a clue as to the cause of death in the ri first cursory examination he was able b to make out of doors. al "You afterwards, with the assistance If of Doctor Clarges made a thorough examination of the body?" fi "I did." . b "And were you then able to come to ^ some definite conclusion?" "I was. In the right side of the head I found a small wound, and. after P probing for some time I found a bullet b lmDeaueti in tne cerebellum." ti CHAPTER XV. To say that you could have heard a pin drop in the crowded court at Stroan when the doctor announced that he had found a bullet In the brain of poor Jem Stickels is to understate J1' the deathlike silence which fell upon the dense mass of listeners. Not one man in twenty among the crowd had been prepared for this sen- s* sational disclosure, which had, indeed, n been communicated to no one but the s<: police. This new fact threw such a sudden light upon the case, thrusting C( out, as it did, all possibility of his having come to his death through accl- *c dent, that every man and woman pres- c< ent needed a moment's breathing space J11 to grasp the new view of the situation J1 , i.i__ i...i hi ui us aurupuy preseuieu. In the meantime the doctor went J* quietly on with his evidence, much .of which was technical and uninteresting C( to the majority. But the crowd was 111 able to fasten on to the important s* facts; that the shot had been fired from behind the man, and from the right side of the road, supposing the n victim to have been coming toward S( Stroan; that the injury could not have p been self-inflicted, and the crime had been committed within a very short Ic time of the discovery of the body. ** "Can you pive us an opinion, doctor, Vl as to the length of time which must have elapsed between the firing of the ^ shot and your inspection of the body?" Vl "My opinion is that death had taken place within an hour, and probably within a much shorter period." "Can you give us your reasons for y this opinion?" j. "The body was still quite warm. As ^ it was a cold night, and the body was js lying in a very open situation, the "ooling process would be very rapid "Can you tell us the time exactly tl when you made this first examination ai of the body and came to this opinion?" u \ "It was sixteen minutes past eight ?hen I was sent for, and I arrived at tie spot where the body lay r.t be* sreen twenty and flve-and-twenty linutes past/' , "And the body bad, in your opinion, een lying there about an hour?" "Or considerably less." "You would suppose, then, that eath had taken place rt about what ime? Or is it impossible to get a loser estimate than that?" "It is difficult to say exactly, of ourse. But I should be strongly inlined to put the time of death at eight 'clock, or even later." "At, in fact, a few minutes before he body was first discovered by the oy?" "A very few minutes." There wj*s another sensation among he listening throng. "I should even have expected," went n the doctor, "to hear that the boy iad heard the report of a firearm." Every one looked toward the uniappy boy, Charles Wallett, who. hav ug giveu ins eviucuix, ?vao ui/? o.ving in court. On the suggestion of ne of the jurymen he was called and luestfoned again. But he maintained, pith hot blushes of confusion at the lotice thus directed to him, that he lad noticed no noise; that he had seen >r heard nothing to attract bis attenion until he came \ipon the man lying n his face at the side of the road. "At least?" He stopped short, nd from crimson became very pale. Then he heard a murmur in the ourt behind, and he began to look cared and to tremble. "That's right, my boy," said the corner, encouragingly, "think well beore you answer, and then tell us verything, even the slightest thing hat came under your notice." "Sir," said the boy, turning red and rhite alternately, "I did hear somehing. It was just before I turned thp end and saw the man, but I never bought of it before this minute." "It was what I took for Mr. Wella hooting at the birds, sir. He's always about there with his gun, and so never give it a thought." There was truth on the face of this tatement. drawn forth so tardily and o unwillingly. Hearing, as he Said, he firing at the birds so often, the ound had no significance for him, and t bwd not even struck him as singular hat the farmer should have been out booting so late. There was a shade of disappointoent in the court at the idea that Jem itickels might have been shot by accllent, after all, in mistake for a sparow. But this notion was quickly put o flight by the calling of Mr. Wells limself, who was in court, as a witless. He was never out shooting afer dark, and on the previous day he iad been at Canterbury, and had not eturned home until past nine o'clock. This new link in the chain of evienee, forming as it did an important lue to the exact time of Jem's death, esulted in a little conversation be(Veen the coroner and the superintendnt of police, and in the calling of Mrs. lann as a witness. "Your husband has told us, Mrs. ionn thflt the deceased passed you n his way to the back door. And we ave heard that he said he was going o have his pipe and hie glass of beer. !ow did you notice in which direction e went?" "Yes, sir, I did," answered Mrs. lann, a nervous woman, who could ot be persuaded to give her evidence xcept in a whisper. "And did he go in the direction of tie Blue Lion?". "No, sir." There was another murmur, quickly uppressed. "Which way did he go, then?" "He went into the wash-house and ad a wash, and then he went up to is room, which he went up by the rooden steps as is in the wash-house. .nd I watched him for fear He snouia ;ave his candle a-burnin'. Which he id, so I goes up and puts it out, so s it shouldn't burn to waste like." "And how long was he there?" But to this the witness could not unertake to give a straight answer. She couldn't 'ardly say;" "she didn't Ightly know." "It might be a 'alfour;" it might be. more. She eventully admitted that it could scarcely be 'SS. So that it seemed now possible to x the time of Jem's death at a time etween ten minutes to eight, which 'as about the earliest moment by rhich he could have reached the spot 'here he was found, and ten minutes ast, which was the time at which the oy, Charles Wallett, had discovered le body. To be Continued. Boll EjfRB In Cold Water. "This egg tastes as if it had been Mled i i hot water," said the emanci ited young -woman with the short lir. "I can always tell In a minute an egg has been cooked In that ay." Her companion had not learned quite > many things and was quite satisfied ith her egg. She only murmured >ftly: "I never heard of an egg boiled in )ld water, did you?" "It is high time you were Introduced i this institution," her wise friend jntinued, "and I am delighted to illutlnate you even at the rislc of arousig more of your sarcasm. An egg to ? boiled properly for human consumpon should be put into cold water and len placed over the fire. Then It )oks with the water. The egg cooks, loreover, thoroughly and from the inde. "Ask a physician or a trained nurse ow to boil nn egg so that its greatest utriment and flavor snail De pre;rved. Either of them will tell you to at it In cold water. The old way of Topping the egg into boiling water bns mg been given up. It used to cook le egg suddenly and destroy Its flaor. "So don't be sarcastic because you nven't heard of the century's adance."?New York Sun. Made Sure of tlio Pie. A young girl who carried her diner was observed to eat her pie first Hien asked why, she replied: "Well, there's anything left, it "won't be ie pie, will it now?"?Christian Reg;ter. The war in South Africa has doomed 10 Hidilnml kilt ns a fiirhtin^ dress. d it will now survive as a parade uiform oalj. THE PASSING OF BORN IN 1S23; When General Grant -was returnii world, he said: "I have met on this j< consfield, Gambetta and LI Hung CI ered, but Li is the greatest of all the Minister of the United States to Chii the wonderful one-man power in the leal figure of the century?the one Ch and courage to lead his people toward tion; a masterful, Intrepid spirit, whi ! % American ?teel. |t 3jj{! By TTaldon Fawcelt. ?jr TEEL, that most useful and, ^ ' after all, the most valuable I ( ! of motnla is sn Tivp-eminentlv the most important of the products of Uncle Sam's energy, tfiat Its superiority has come, of late years, to be universally recognized. The age of iron has passed and the Industrial and commercial world now lives in the age of steel. The latter uetal is, of course, an outgrowth of that which was once supreme in the manufacturing world in that the iron )re must first be converted into pig ion ere it can attain to the dignity >f classification as steel; but the latter commodity is tougher and more elastic, and so it is preferred for the construction of buildings and bridges and ships and, indeed, everything where great strength is required. {Vhen steel first came into popularity it cost much more to produce a ton steel than to turn out the same imount of iron, but a gradual cheap?ning of processes Las been going on, ind now the disparity is not nearly 10 great. To follow a car of ore in its journey through the modern steel making plant is to witness a constant succession of the most stirring incidents and :he most dramatic pictures to be found inywhere on the globe. The iron ore, irriving from Nature's wonderful storehouses in the Northwest, a train load at a time, is unloaded oy means of iron buckets, each holding more than i ton of ore, which spin back and forth along structures that resemble minia ture suspension bridges and carry the ! dark red material to the foot of the j blast furnaces. Here small cars runDing on an inclined railroad take the j ore and ascend with It to the top of the ' blast furnace and, upon reaching the j summit, an ingenious mechanical de | vice overturns tne car ana lumuies ; Its contents into a great fiery pit "which | yawns below. j A blast furnace is nothing more nor j less than a gigantic mixing pot in which the raw material from the mines, coke or some other form of fuel, and limestone are churned about until each has wholly lost its identity < r*P. .rJ. - --i... 1 11 A MODERN BL. (Stoves in the In one fiery boiling mass. The frightful heat of the blast furnace may not, perhaps, be better illustrated than by fn,.* itc hlintlinsr intensity is sucli that a person may not look steadily Into ibis seething caldron even for a few minutes. The furnace derives its name from the fact that through each great 'luew" of white burning liquid, re. \ ????pp? LI HUNG CHANG. DIED 1001. ig from bis famous journey around the Durney four great men?Bismarck, Bea1 ang. I am not sure, all things considfour." John Russell Young, one-time i a, has made this fine word picture of ' Chinese nation: "I see in him an historinese statesman with the prescience : what is best in our Western civilizao has done his work with fortitude." plenished every quarter of an hour with fresh ore and fresh fuel, there is forced for hours at a time a tornado like blast of hot air, which not only makes the mass boll more actively, but also tends to drive off Its Impurities Ranged near each of the blast furnaces are several monster iron tubes, resembling in general outline the appearance of the blast furnace itself. These are the "stoves" of the plant and and in them is heated the air which is blown through the fiery mass within the blast furnace. When it Is explained that many present-day blast furnaces give forth considerably more than half a thousand tons of iron every day, and that two tons of ore, a ton and a quarter of coke and half a ton of limestone are required for each ton of molten metal produced, it will IBOX ORE MINE. be appreciated that the operation of a single blast furnace-is no inconsiderable enterprise. In the tapping of a blast furnace there is presented the first of those thrilling pictures, which have no counterpart in any other field of activity. A handful of men, pitifully pigmy in appearance beside the towering furnace with its tiny, glowing white eyes, thrust and wrench and pound until an incision is made low down In this great tank of burning metal, and then spring quickly out of the way in order j to avoid the stream of scalding metal which spurts from tne opening, loosing for all the world like a luminious porridge. This liquid iron, newly escaped from the boiling pot. is a deceitful quantity. Apparently it is slow and sluggish in its movement, and yet It burns its way, forward with insiduous and surprising rapidity. The workmen in charge, black, half-naked figures silhouetted against a glowing background, either guide the furious stream into ponderous kettles which stand :iil ' 1 , '.A AST FURNACE. background.) awaiting ir on the railroad cars near by, or else tliey allow it to furrow its way to little channels cut in the sand. A few years ago all the iron from a blast furnace ran into the hundreds of little troughs, each about three feet long, which dotted the sand flojr all about the flame-spitting tower, and | when the metal had become quite cold j each tiny trench contained aa un . ", ' / " v * v ohanlv hnr nf Irnn nnnrnnrlfltplr rletlc- I nated as a "pig." However, inasmuch as ihe very next step in steel-makJng is to get this metal back into the moiten shape, the shrewd ironmongers who were ever seeking every possible way to save money in the process, con-, eluded that it was simply a wa6te ci time and money to let the pig-iron cool at all, and now the molten metal is trundled away in broad-mouthed kettleo to the steel-making plant. It is essential at this juncture to introduce the reader to the two different methods of steel-making?the Bessemer and the "open-hearth" processes, as they are respectively termed. Up to this point the transformation of the iron is invariably exactly the same, uu uiuner wiiui us uiiimaie ucbijuution may be; but with the end of the journey of the railroad train loaded with half a dozen kettles each containing full twenty tons of the bubbling, red-tinged mass, comes the parting of the ways. From a spectacular standpoint, the Bessemer process Is the more interesting. Each kettle of molten iron, as It arrives from the blast furnace, is poured into a still larger caldron known ffs the "mixer," where it boils and sizzles in company with the contents of other kettles for quite an interval of time. Next It comes to a "converter," an egg-shaperd receptacle of herculean size and strength, and here once more it undergoes purification by means of another terrific blast of air, forced upward through the mass with such violence that the top of the "converter" literally resembles a volcano I, POURING MOLTEN ] ifq nopuoBjind aqi naq.vi 'UOIJOB ni this heroic method is completed, the molten mass is ready to be poured into the ingot moulds, where it hardens in the form of blocks, each weighing five tons. The "open-hearth" method is less impressive in the eyes of the onlooker, but it results in the production of a better grade of steel. Formerly it was so much more expensive than the Bessemer process that few consumers of steel could afford to pay the price exacted, but here, as in ' all other branches of steel making, costs have , been shaved very heavily of late years, In the open-hearth plant, instead of a "converter," there are long lines of furnaces that look like bake ovens and in which miniature seas iu huhc metal, so intensely hot that you cannot gaze upon it save through blue glasses, ROLLING IBOJT. boil and bubble, like lime in the mortar box before some building in course of erection. Cast into ingots, these are allowed to cool in their moulds, and are then once more thrust into a bath of flame and for the last time reheated. Thence the metal may be fed into the enormous jaws of giant rolls which flatten it into plate of various size; it may bo presed into armor for battleships by means of huge presses, or it may be squeezed into leng slender strands that are ultimately cut into bars or railroad rails. All the while it remains red hot and water must be continually poured over the machinery, with the result that every time the rolls "bite" a siaD of iron to force It into some thinner form, there is a report like the discharge of a cannon. It may be stated advisedly that nowhere among the world's workers are there men who hourly brave death :'n such terrible form as it is presented to the i-'teel workers. A blast furnace may "break-out" and engulf the poor, helpless mortals at its base in an ocean of annihilating flame; one of the giant ladles hoisted hither and thither by long, gaunt arms of steel, may slip from its place and drown hapless victims in a molten cataract; or some wriggling, snake-iike cable of burning steel nay snarl and tangle and, without an instant's warning, wrap itself around some bystanding workman before lie can even turn to escape. It is by the conduct of steel-making on so heroic a scale that the United States is being enabled to capture the steel markets of the world. Last year she sent abroad nearly SI IS,000.000 worth of iron and steel, an increase of one-fourth over that of the two previous years, and it was distributed amongst all the countries on the globe. -The Book World. The percentage ot water is eighty in plums and grapes, eighty-two in ap' --1 - ? - * 1? * ?? -*? ?: ?cir in [Jies, eiguiy-iuur m jjewrs, oranges, ninety in lemons and ninetyfive in water melons. The present growth of London's population is 2500 a montli. , Safety Bllad for Hotms. ITVum irnn wont tn cpt ft frlfchtdiwl pj borse oat of a burning stable a blanket ? thrown over Its head renders it a*/ Jocile as though there were no flrer and why shouldn't the same Idea be. applied to a runaway horse on th? 1 ^ COVEES THE EIES OF A BUNA WAT ANHCAS m road? In the illastratlon we show this ; idea carried oat Tinder the invention ') of Daniel Connerth and Josef Roth? % weiler. In order that the appliance:^ for manipulating the blinders may not " interfere with the control of the horse-on ordinary occasions a separate pall , of cords is provided, leading back to ^ the carriage. The blinds are held" normally open by springs on the bridle, being hinged to the side straps. A pull on the cords throws a lever ont from the rear portion of the binge and ; sssssssss -flK j [RON INTO MOULDS. I presses tbe blinds over the eyes, thus I shutting out the vision of -whatever 1 has frightened the animal. As .soon 3 as the pressure is released on the cords 1 the blinds resume their normal posi< I tion bv the action of tbe spring?.? M Philadelphia Record. r'-i Cunning French Splea. It has, by the way, never been denied that the revolver which the alleged Anarchist pointed at the Shah' had been previously manipulated aa to render it perfectly harmless, nor has ' it ever been explained why Salsan, sentenced to transportation for life, I has never been transported, nor whajb has become of him. The enemies of ;< the prefecture declare that he was-re-' leased Immediately after his trial and sentence and that he is still In the service of the police. However this may be, It is certain that the majority of the French Anarchists of whom one hears, and at whose threats and mouthings the simple, bourgeois trembles, are either in the pay of the ministry of the Interior or of the prefecture. Many are on fixed salary; some are paid by item or miormauuu supplied. The. emolument la not large.v The fixed salary of such a spy rarely exceeds $6 a month, and more often (ls only half that sum. As to the lesses fry, the Indicateurs, the scale varies from forty cents to a couple of dollars per Item.?Paris Correspondence Bt ton Transcript. Nature Literature. "The growth of literature pertaining ~ to plants and animals and the out-ofdoors," says a writer in Country Life in America, "is one of the most emphatic and significant movements of the times. As an Indication of the in-' terest on the part of the public in reading matter appertaining to country life, it may be recorded that there were published within fifteen months 142 books devoted to outdoor topics. Not one of these boobs has been what the publishers call a failure; a number have sold 20,000 copies; some 40,000; others 50,000; and at least one 90,000 copies. Publishing houses are preparing special catalogues ot outdoor literature. Added to all this, is the rapidly growing literature of agriculture and ' its allied arts. The old days of dieX -A wmlnn' hnro fft 11'UbL 1U UUUCk. 1.UIXJJIU& Ui4? v, ?<? an end. Farm literature of the present day is vital, resourceful, scientific, entertaining. The demand for it is increasing. Much of it will outlive its generation." Automobile Racing Trncli. A correspondent In the Horseless Age suggests that some of the rich automobile owners who are constantly grumbling at the impossibility of se 1 SUGGESTED AUT0M03ILE TEiCK. curing suitable roads or tracks upon which to speed their machines should get together and build a dcuble-kite A track, something on the order of the accompanying llustration, with a bridge over the crossway. The track, he thinks, should be at least eight miles long and fifty feet wide, with a level "run-in." A grandstand midway, he says, would give a commanding view of the whole course. Paris has always paid $13,500 a year to the detectives who guard the President of France,but has refused to do ?r? loriffpr. and the uatioual irovern ment has assumed the task. Twelve detectives are hired for the purpose. .. / .. . I