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SYNOPSIS.
George Percival Algernon Jones, vice
president of the Metropolitan Oriental Rug
company of New York, thirsting for ro
mance, Is In Cairo on a business trip.
Horace Ryanne arrives at the hotel In
Cairo with a carefully guarded bundle.
CHAPTER III.?(Continued.)
George's romance gathered itself for
a flight Perhaps It was love thwart
ed and the gentleman with the mus
tache and Imperial, in spite of his ami
ability, might be the ogre. Perhaps
it was love and duty. Pernaps ner
lover had gone down to sea. Perhaps
(for lovers are known to do such
. things) he had run away with the
other girl. If that was the case,
George did not think highly of that
tentative gentleman's taste. Perhaps
and perhaps again; but George might
have gone on perhapsing till the
crack o* doom, with never a solitary
glimmer of the true state of the girl's
i mind. Whenever he saw an unknown
man or woman who attracted his at
tention, he never could resist the im
pulse to invent a romance that might
apply.
Immediately after dessert the two
rose; and George, finding that nothing
more important than a pineapple ice
detained him, got up and followed. Mr.
Ryanne almost trod on his heels as
they went through the doorwav into
the cosy lounging-room. George
dropped into a vacant divan and wait
fed for his cafe a la Turque. Mr.
Ryanne walked over to the head-por
ter's bureau and asked if that gentle
man would be bo kind as to point out
Mr. George P. A. Jones, if he were
anywhere in sight. He thoughtfully,
not to say regretfully, laid down a
small bribe.
"Mr. Jones?" The porter knew Mr.
juues wiy we?i. nts was generous,
and treated the servants as though
ihey were really human beings. Mr.
Ryanne, either by his Inquiry or as
the result of his bribe, went up sev
eral degrees In the porter's estima
tion. "Mr. Jones is over there, on the
dlvan by the door." /
"Thanks."
But Ryanne did not then seek the
young man. He studied the quarry
from a diplomatic distance. No; there
was nothing to indicate that George
Percival Algernon Jones was in any
way handicapped by his Arthuresque
middle names.
"No fool, as Gioconda In her infinite
wisdom hath said; but romantic, ter
ribly romantic, yet, like the timid
bather who puts a foot Into the water,
finds it cold, and withdraws it. It will
all depend upon whether he Is a real
collector or merely a buyer of rugs.
Forward, then, Horace; a sovereign
has already dashed headlong down the
far horizon." The curse of speaking
his thoughts aloud did not lie heavily
upon him tonight, for these cogitations
were made in silence, unmarked by
any facial expression. He proceeded
across the room and sat down beside
George. "I beg your pardon," he be
gan, "but are you not Mr. Jones?"
Mildly astonished, George signified
that be was.
"George P. A. Jones?"
George nodded again, but with some
heat in his cheeks. "Yes. What is
It?" The girl had just finished her
coffee and was going away. Hang this
fellow! What did he want at this mo
ment?
If P.yanne saw that he was too I
much, as the French say, he also per
ceived the cause. The desire to shake
George till his teeth rattled was In
stantly overcome. She haua't seen
him, and for this he was grateful.
"You are interested in rugs? J jaean
old ones, rare ones, rugs that are
bought once and seldom if ever sold
again."
"Why, yes. That's my business."
George had r.o silly ideas about trade.
He had never posed as a gentleman's
pou in the sense that It meant ldle
u?is.
Room I'd Like to Show You."
Ryanne presented his card.
"How do you pronounce it?" asked
George naively.
"As they do in Cork."
"I never Baw it spelled that way be
fore."
"Nothing surprising in that," replied
Ryanne. "No one else has, either."
George laughed and waited for the
explanation.
"You see, -Ryan is as good a name
as they make them; but it classeB
with prize-fighters, politicians and bar
chemists. The two extra letters put
the finishing touch to the name. A
iewel is all rieht. but what tells is
the way you hang it round your neck.
To m<?, those additional letters repre
sent the jewel Ryan in the hands of a
Lalique."
"You talk like an American."
"I am; three generations. What's
the matter?" with sudden concern.
George was frowning. "Haven't I
met you somewhere before?"
"Not to my recollection." A specu
lative frown now marred Ryanne's
forehead. It did not illustrate a search
in his memory for such a casualty as
the meeting of George. He never for
got a faoe and certainly did not re
member George's. Rather, the frown
had its source in the mild dread that
Percival Algernon had seen him some
where during one of those indisposi
tions of the mornTTig after. "No; I
think you have made a mistake."
"Likely enough. It just struck me
that you looked something like a chap
named Wadsworth, who was half-back
on the varsity, when I entered my
freshman year."
"A university man? Lord, no! I
was turned loose at ten; been hustling
ever since." Ryanne spoke easily, not
a tremor in his voice, although he
had received a slight mental Jolt.
"No; no college record here. But I
want to chat with you about rugs.
I've heard of you, indirectly."
"From the carpet fellows? We do
a b^g business over here. What have
you 'got?"
"Well, I've a rug up In my room
I'd like to show you. I want your Judg
ment for one thing. Will you do me
the favor?"
Since the girl had disappeared and
with her those imaginary appurte
ronpoa thnt harl for a snaoe trnnn
formed the lounging-room into a stage,
George saw again with normal vision
that the room was simply a common
meeting-ground for well-dressed per
sons and ill-dressed persons, of the
unimpeachable, the impeccable, the
doubtful and the peccant; for in Cairo,
as in ancient Egypt, there is every
class and kind of humans, for whom
the Decalogue was written, tran
scribed, and shattered by the turbu
lent Moses, an incident more or less
forgotten these days. From the tail
pf his eye he gave swift scrutiny to
his chance acquaintance, and he found
nothing to warrant suspicion. It was
not an unusual procedure for men to
hunt him up in Cairo, in Constantinople,
in Smyrna, or in any of the Oriental
cities where his business itinerary led
him. The house of Mortimer & Jones
was widely known. This man Ryanne
might have been anywhere' between
thirty and forty. He was tall, well set
up, blond and smooth-skinned. True,
he appeared to have been ill-fed re
cently. A little more flesh under the
cheek-bones, a^ touch of color, and the
IrtcVimon Ttrnulri VlJlVP hppTl A hanflsOITl?
man. George could read a rug a league
off, as they say, but he was a child In
the matter of physiognomy, whereas
Ryanne was a past-master in this re
gard; it was necessary both for his
business and safety.
"Certainly, I'll take a look at It.
But I tell you frankly," went on
George, "that to interest me it's got
to be a very old one. You see, it's a
little fad of mine, outside the business
end of it. I'm crazy over real rugs,
and I know something about every
rare one in existence, or known to ex
ist. Is it a copy?"
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"No. IH tell you more about It
when weg'rt to my room."
"Ccrtve on, then." George was now
quite rilling to discuss rugs and car
pets.
HaT>ng gained the room, Ryanne
threw off his coat and relighted his
cigar, which, In a saving mood, he had
allowed to go out. He motioned George
to be seated.
"Just a little yarn before I show you
the rug. See these cuffs?"
"Yes."
"You will observe that I have had
to reverse them. Note this collar?
Same thing. Trousers-hems a bit
frayed, coat shiny at the elbows."
Ryanne exhibited his sole fortune.
"Four sovereigns between me and a
George became thoughtful. He was i
| generous and kind-hearted among
I those he knew intimately or slightly,
but he had the instinctive reserve of
the seasoned 'traveler in cases like
this. He waited.
"The truth is, I'm all but done for.
And if I fail to strike a bargain here
with you. . . . Well, I should hate
to tell you the result. Our consul
would have to furnish me passage
L - TTT nn n (Tolnof if tfl
IIunit?. VV CI O JKJU Ujy uguiiiub ?v vw
the extent of reversing your cuffs and
turning your collars? You don't know
what life Is, then."
George gravely produoed two good
cigars and offered one to his host.
There was an absence of sound,
broken presently by the cheerful
crackle of matches; two billowing
clouds of smoke floated outward and
upward. Ryanne sighed. Here was a
cigar one could not purchase In all the
length and breadth of the Orient, a
Pedro Murlas. In one of hlB doubt
fully prosperous epochs he had smoked
them dally. How long ago had that
been?
"Yonder is a rug, a prayer-rug," as
holy to the Moslem as the idol's eye
Is to the Hindu, as the Bible is to the
Phriotlon TTnr Vm-nrirortn nf vpnra It:
never saw the outside of the Sultan's
palace. One day the late, the recently
late, Abdul the Unspeakable Turk,
gave It to the Pasha of Bagdad.
Whenever this rug makes its appear
ance in Holy Mecca, it is worshiped,
and none but a Sultan or a Sultan's
favorite may ?neel upon it Bagdad,
the hundred mosques, the old capital'
of Suleiman the Great, the dreary
Tigris and the sluggish Euphrates, a
muezzin from the turret calls to pray
er, and all that; eh?"
George leaned forward from his
chair, a gentle terror In his heart.
"The Yhiordes? By Jove! is that the
Yhiordes?"
Admiration kindled in Ryanne's
eyes. To have hit the bull's-eye with
so free and quick an aim was ample
proof that Percival Algernon had not
boasted when he said that he knew
something about rugs.
"You've guessed it."
"How did you come by it?" George
demanded excitedly.
"Why do you ask that?"
"Man, ten-thousand pounds could
not purchase that rug, that bit of car
pet. Collectors from every port have
been after it in vain. And you mean
to tell me that it lies there, wrapped
in butcher's paper?"
"Right-O!"
Ryanne solemnly detached a cuff
ahd rolled up his sleeve. The bare
muscular arm was scarred by two
long, ugly knife-wounds, scarcely
healed. Next he drew up a' trousers
leg, disclosing a battered shin. "And
there's another on my shoulder-blade,
the closest call I ever had. A man
who takes his life in his hands, as I
have done, merits some reward. Mr.
Jones, I'll be frank with you. I am a
kind of derelict. Since I was a boy, I
have hated the humdrum of offices,
of shops. I wanted to be my own man,
f/X ?-r /-? AM/1 T _ A ~
tu auu lwuio aa x picaecu. xv uu
chlB and live meant precarious ex
plolts. This rug represents one of
them. I am telling you the family
secret; I am showing you the skele
ton in the closet, confidentially. I
stole that rug; and when I say that
the seven labors of our old friend
Hercules were simple diversions com
pared, you'll recognize the difficulties
I had to overcome. You know some
thing of the Oriental mind. I hand
led the job alone. I may not be out
of the jungle yet."
George listened entranced. He could
readily construct the scenes through
which this adventurer had gone; the
watchful nights, the untiring patience,
the thirst, the hunger, the heat. And
yet, he could hardly believe. He was
a trifle skeptical. Many a rogue h.-id
moHo the mintfilro r>f nlnvinc fJ^nre^'n
age against his experience. He had
made some serious blunders in the
early stages of the business, how
ever; and everybody, to gain some
thing in the end, must lose something
at the start.
"If that rug is the one I have in
mind, you certainly have stolen it.
And if it's a copy, I'll tell you quickly
enojgh."
"That's fair. And that's why,"
Ryanne declared, "I wanted you to
look at it. To me, considering what I
have gone through to get it, to me it
is the genuine carpet. To your expert
eye it may be only a fine copy. I know
this much, that rare" rugs and paint
ings have many copies, and that some
one is being hooked, sold, bamboozled,
sandbagged, every day in the week. If
this is the real article, 'i want you to
take it off my hands," the adventurer
finished pleasantly.
"There will be a hue and cry."
"No doubt of it."
"And the devil's own Job to get It
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out of Egypt." These were set phrases
of the expert, preliminaries to bar
gaining. "One might as well carry
round a stolen elephant."
"But a man who is aB familiar with
the game as you are would have little
difficulty. Your integrity is an estab
lished fact, on both sides of the water.
You could take it to New York as a
copy, and no appraiser would know
the difference. It's worth the attempt.
I'd take it to New York myself, but
you see, I am flat broke. Come; what
do you or I care about a son-of-a-gun
of a Turk?" drolly.
vvnai uu you warn lur ii, oupyuo
ing it's genuine?" George's throat was
dry and his voice harsh. His con
science roused herself, feebly, for if
had been a long time since occasion
[ had necessitated her presence.
Ryanne narrowed his eyes, carefully
balancing the possibilities. "Say, one
thousand pounds. It is like giving it
away. But when the devil drives, you
know. It is beyond any set price; it
is worth what any collector is willing
to pay for it. I believe I know the
kind of man you are, Mr. Jones, and
that is why, when I learned you were
in Cairo, I came directly to you. You
would never sell this rug. No. You
would become like a miser over his
gold. You would keep it with your
emeralds (I have heard about them,
too)-; draw the curtains, lock the
doors, whenever you looked at It. Eh?
You would love it for its own sake,
ana nui jiMjcauoe xl ib wuuu bu iuauj
thousand pounds. You are sailing in
a few days; that will help. The Pasha
is in Constantinople, and it ftill be
three or four weeks before he hears of
the theft, qr the cost," with a certain
grimness.
"You haven't killed any one?" whis
pered George.
"I don't know; perhaps. Christian
ity against paganism; the Occidental
conscience permits It." Ryanne made
a gesture to indicate that he would
submit to whatever moral arraignment
Mr. Jones deemed advisable to make.
, But George made none. He rose
hastily, sougiit ms Knixe ana, witnouj
so much as by your leave, slashed the
twine, flung aside the paper, and threw
the rug across the counterpane. It
was the Yhlordes. There was not the
slightest doubt In his mind. He had
heard it described, he had Been a
photograph of it, he knew its history
and, most vital of all, he owned a
good copy of it.
Against temptation that was robust
and energetic and alluring (like the
man who Insists upon your having a
drink when you want it and ought not
to have it), what chance had con
science, grown innocuous in the long
period of tbe young man's good be
havior? Collectors are always honest
before and after that moment arrives
when they want something desperate
ly; and George was no more saintly
than his kind. And how deep Ryanne
and his confederates had delved Into
human nature, how well they could
read and judge It, was made manifest
In this moment of George's moral re
lapse.
Bagdad, the Jlnns, Sinbad, the Thou
sand and One Nights, Alibaba and the
"Good night." George passed down
the corridor to the adjoining room.
And now, bang! goes Pandora's box.
CHAPTER IV.
An Old Acquaintance.
That faculty which decides on the
lawlessness of our actions; so the
noted etymologist described con
science. It fell to another distin
guished intellect to add that con
science makes cowards of us all. Ay.
She may be overcome at times, side
tracked for any special desire that de
mands a clear way; but she's after us,
faBt enough, with that battered red
lantern of hers, which, brought down
from all tongues crisply into our own.
reads?"Don't do it!" She herself is
not wholly without cunning. She rare
ly stands boldly upon the track to flag
us as we come. She realizes that she
might be permanently aucnea. i>o,- u
Is far safer to run after ua and catch
Forty Thieves; George was transport
ed mentally to that magic city, stand
ing between the Tigris and the Eu
phrates, in all its white glory of a
Since Confetti Came Into Use, the
Saying Has Mere Meaning Than
at Former Times.
The sexton of a fashionable New
York church was sweeping into a
large mound the bright purple, red
jtnd yellow discs of confetti which lit
tered the church entrance and steps.
"This month," he said, "I have had
already 35 weddings in my church.
And at every one of these weddings
paper confetti was thrown at the
bride instead of rice.
"The confetti fashion is very wel
as a CI
come to us sextons. When rice was
used our churches were overrun with
mice. The saying, 'As poor as a
church mouse,' was then meaningless.
Why, in my church, where weddings
are so popular, several hundreds of
mice?fat chapa they were, too?
found an ample food supply in the
rice that was sprinkled over the
brides.
"Now that rice has been aban
doned for paper confetti, these mice
have all disappeared. They were
starved out They couldn't live on
paper."
thousand years gone. Ryanne, the
room and Its furnishings, all had van
ished, all save the exquisite fabric pat
terned out of wool and cotton and
K-uoitea wim toai mingling luve a.uu
skill and patience the world knowB no
more. He let his hand stray over ij.
How many knees had pressed Its thick
yet pliant Bubstanoe? How many
strange scenes had it mutely wit
nessed, Bcenes of beauty, of terror? It
shone under the light llkeithe hide of
a healthy hound.
The nerves of a smoker are general
ly made apparent by the rapidity of
his exhalations. These two, in the
several mjinutes, had filled the room
with a thick, blue haze; and through
this the elder man eyed the younger.
The sign of the wolf gleamed in his
eyes, but without animosity, modified
as it was by the half-friendly, half
cynical smile.
"I'll risk it," said George finally,
having stepped off the magical carpet,
as it were. "I can't give you a tho\v
sand pounds tonight. I can give you
i three hundred, and the balance tomor
row, between ten and eleven, at
Cook's.''
"That will be agreeable to me."
George passed over all the available
cash he had, rolled up the treasure and
tucked It under his arm. That some
where In the world was a true be
liever, walling and beating his breast
and calling down from Allah curses
upon the giaour, the dog of an infidel,
who had done this thing, disturbed
George not in the least.
"I sayr" as he opened the door, "you
must tell me all about the adventure.
It must have been a thriller.'1
"It was," replied Ryanne. "The
story will keep. Later, If you care to
hear it." 1
"Of course," added George, moved
by a discretionary thought, "this trans
action is Just between you and me."
"You may lay odds on that," heart
ily. "Well, good night See you at
Cook's in the morning."
us. A disgression, perhaps, but more
pertinently an application, f'
Temptation then no longer at his
shoulder, George began to have
It Was the
qualms, little chaps, who started buz
zing Into his moral ears with all that
maddening, Interminable drone which
makes one marvel however do school
teachers survive their first terms.
lurch Mouse I?
Bending with difficult? to collect a
few obstinate pieces of the bright pa
per confetti that stuck to the floor,
the old sexton added:
"Of course, these bits of paper are
much more awkward for me to sweep
up than rice. But, even so, I hope the
confetti fashion has come to stay."
Public Schools.
In antiquity the masses of the peo
ple grew up in ignorance of things
literary. Public education?the educa
tion that exists for the masses of the
people?began, practically, with John
Calvin's rule in Geneva, from which
time popular education had steadily
gained ground. The free school sys
tem had its beginning In Great Brit
ain, about the year 1780, with Robert
Raikes and his Sunday school move
ment. It was not until 1860, however,
that the free public schools began to
get itself firmly rooted in the British
Isles. In this country from the start
the idea of universal education was
championed by Jefferson and other
leaders among us, and the idea has
never ceased to be fundamental with
us, as absolutely necessary to the
^ '1
[ Among these qualms there was none
that pleaded for the desolate Turk or
his minions whose carelessness had
made the theft possible. For all George
! cared, the Moslem might grind his
! forehead In the soulless sand and
! make the air palpitate with his points
to Allah. No. The disturbance was
due to the fact that never before had
he been wittingly the purchaser of
stolen goods. He never tried to gloze
over the subtle distinction between
| knowing and suspecting; and if he had
been variously auspicious in regard to
certain past bargains, conscienoe had
found no sizeable wedge for her de
murrers. The Yhiordes was confessed
ly stolen.
He paused, with his hand upon the
door-knob of his room. If he didn't
keep the rug, it would fall into the
hands of a collector less scrupulous.
I To return it to the Pasha at Bagdad
would be pure folly, and thankless. Jt
I was one of the most beautiful weuv
' ings in existence. It was as priceless
I in Its way as any Raphael In the Vati
can. And he desired its possession In
! tensely. Why not? Insidious phrase!
Was it not better that the world
' should see and learn what a wonderful
craft the making of a rare rug had
been, than to allow it to return to the
sordid chamber of a harem, to inevit
able ruin? As Ryanne said, what the
deuce was a fanatical Turk or Arab
to him?
Against these specious arguments in
favor of becoming the adventurer's
abettor and accomplice, there was
flrBt the possible stain of blood/ The
man agreed that he had come away
from Bagdad in doubt. George did
not like the thought of blood. Still,
he had collected a hundred emeralds,
not one of which was without its red
record. Again, if he carried the rug
home with his other purchases, he
could pull it through the customs only
by lying, which was as distasteful to
his mind as being a receiver of stolen
goods.
He had already paid a goodly stini
against the purchase; and It was not
likely that a man who was down to
reversing bis collars and cuffs would
a wm
Yhlordea.
take back the rug and refund the
money. The Yhiordes was his, hap
pen what might. So conscience snuffed
out her red lantern and retired.
(TO BE CONTINUED.) .
prevention of the liberty on which the
government Id founded.
Odd Case of Friendship.
At the present time a most unusual
case of affection between a domiciled
and a comparatively wild animal is to
be witnessed at the little English ham
let of Spoonley, near Market Drayton.
On the farm of Mr. William Woodburn
for a week or two past, a small rough,
somewhat vicious terrier from the
farmstead has been noticed gambolling
in the fields with a large well-devel
oped hare. Such an attachment is
most uncommon.
Happens Sometimes.
"Get off and let's go to the bah
game."
"I got off the other day. Can't re
peat so soon."
"Then we'll go to the theater to
night."
"Can't oo that either. The office
plays a double-header and we work to
night."
lnge:nious Alarm Clock.
A French jeweler has brought out
an electric alarm clock that will ring
a bell or perform other services one
or more times a day at a set hour
every day or only on designated dayB
r
mum Gin
WITH HEAVY LOSSES THE BUL
GARIAN ARMY RETREATS IN
DISORDER. ? I
THE ARTILLERY IS SEIZED
A Dispatch to the Sultan of Turkey
Says That the Troops Are Advanc
ing and That the Enemy Has Been
Completely Vanquished.
Constantinople?The Turkish Army
has recaptured the town of Bunarhifl
sar from the Bulgarians in the vicin
ity of Visa according to dispatches re
ceived here from Nazim Pasha, com
mander-in-chief of the Turkish forces.
Nazim's dispatches declare the Bul
garian losses were heavy and that all
m
the Turkish army corps have now been S'?
ordered to advance. , '
The dispatch announcing the recap- *
ture of Bunarhissar was sent b7 Nazim
Pasha. It said also that the Bulgai^an
column had been cu^ off. A telegram
from Nazim Pasha said:
"Our right wing has been advanc
ing from Visa. Mahamoud Mukhtar
Pasha's army has vanquished the Bui
garian forces and all of onr army corps
have been ordered to advance.','
A communication sent by Nazim
Pasha to the Sultan stated that the
Bulgarian forces gradually were\being
hemmed < in on . four sides. It especially
commended the conduct of bis troops
at Visa who were said to be fighting
with splendid devotion and courage.,
A still, earlier oispatcn rrom me
Turkish commander-in-chief said the
Bulgarians had sustained heavy losses %
in fighting at Bunarhissa* and that a<
quantity of artillery pieces, rifles, am- -
munition and other' equipment. had
been captured by the Turks. > v'j - .
Whatever the issue of the terrible ''
battle now raging ou the .western
slopes of the Istrandia Mountains in
Thrace, it will be reckoned among the
world's great struggles. ' '
District Attorney Whitman Warned.
New York.?District Attorney Whit- >
man was warned again ofan alleged
plot against his life and was told that
with the conclusion of the Becker trial
the "lid" was being lifted gradually
and that gamblers were resuming bus- . v , vl
iness, The prosecutor declined to dis
cuss the warning except to admit hei .. -.-J
had received a letter and a telegram
saying four Chicago "thugs" were due
here hy train "to get him."
Seaboard Train Wrecked,
Petersburg, Va.?The northbound
Seaboard Air Line passenger train No.
66, was derailed between tyarfleid and
Kress, the express messenger, F. H,
Pegram of Hamlet, N. C., ,was killed
outright The injured, Wallace Ste
phens, (cplored) fireman and T. A. , "
Williams (white) an express messen
ger, were brought to the Petersburg
hospital. The other injured-was Engi
neer M. W. Tighe of Raleigh, N. C., ' ' "
. .
Acapulo Destroyed By Fire.
San Juan, Del Sur, Nic.?The sea , r ' i
port of Acapulco on, the Pacific coasi
of Mexico w 3 virtually destroyed by . '
a Bfivere hurricane, according" to wire
| less dispatches received here. Four
fifths of the town was shattered and
the American consulate was unroofed.
No lives were lost but a number of
natives were injured. 1 :
Passenger Train Uumps Track. .
Lexington, Ky.?A special from
Jenkins, Ky., says that many passen
gers were shaken and several injured
when a passenger train on the Sandy
Valley and Elkhorn railroad jumped
the track and rolled down an embank
ment . 'i
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Trains Collide?Passengers Hurt
Kansas City, Mo.?Sixteen persons
were injured, several of them serious
ly, when an open switch caused two
Kniinri At/?hfann Tnnelra nnri Rati
te Fe passenger trains to collide In
the railway yards here.
Flags at Half Mast For Thirty Days.
Washington. ? Postmaster General
Hitchcock issued an order that all
flags on postoffice buildings through
out the United States be at half toast
for thirty days beginning November 2.
German Cruiser Reaches Vera Cruz.
Washington, D. C.?A German cruis
er has arrived at Vera Cruz, Mexico.
The vessel has lately been patrolling
West Indian waters and the state de
partment attaches no special signifi
cance to her visit at the Mexican
port.
Shortage in National Bank.
wasningiou.? llie Biiuiittge ui lmc
first national bank of Wiiburton, Okla.,
which closed its doors a few days
ago, is estimated at $63,000 in a tele
gram to Comptroller Murray, from
National Bank Examiner Wilcox.
Germany Denies Report.
Berlin.?The German foreign office
denies the report from Punta Arenas,
Chile, that the cruiser Bremen is sur
veying the Magelian straits with a
view to the acquisition by Germany
of a coaling station.
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Madero Breaks With Leaders.
Mexico City.?President Madero hasj
broken with the leaders of the Prg
gressive party, which placed him
the presidency. A high official of.
Government admitted that the fj
dent had severed his relationsi
the group of politicians whose^
is his own brother, Gustavo
since he believed they had
to a large extent with the gr^
old regime known as the^
The break is regarded asj
most important political^
of Madero's admlnistraS