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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."
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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,
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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
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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
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"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
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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.
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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
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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
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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?
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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
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[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.
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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
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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.
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