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lewis m. grist, proprietor. J ^ii Jfnbcjpbtnf Jfainiljt ffttospaptr: Jtoi f(|c ^jromofion of fjjc ^political, Social, ^jritalfaral aab Comnurtial |nftrtsis of fj)t .Soiillj. j terms--$2.50 a year, in advance. VOL. 33. YOBKYILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1886. ]STO. 37. ? ferial ftorg. THE BANK OF CALIFORNIA. BY PRENTICE MULFORD. CHAPTER XIX. TARDY REPENTANCE. Of coarse, so soon as alone I regretted bitterly my manner at parting toward Blanche, and spent a large portion of the night in imaginary interviews with her, in which I acted more rationally and smoothed over all my roughness. I resolved to see her as early as possible next day and acknowledge to her my error. But the doors of our to-morrows are not always those of our to-days, and may open on far different scenes and events, on which or in which, despite all our effort or inclination, we must either gaze or partici fJtfrUX Broener arrived early that morning. I - . knew that a surprise was in store (or him and wondered how he would take it I knew that he had been disappointed at not finding Blanche at Marysville, and least of all ex-. pected to find her at Bull Bar. He showed no signs of chagrin, however. This was characteristic of him. It was his philosophy that care, vexation, trouble of any sort or from any cause, were all foes to be fought off and beaten off as speedily as possible "The actual event" be said, "was quite enough. All dwelling in thought upon it afterward was in substance a re-creation and repetition of it Switch the mind off on some other track and put the tronble out of sight It can be done? by training." Of Blanche's presence I said nothing. He would visit Pratt and find out for himself. Concerning my capture and the events of the night I told him in the briefest possible terms. Of the manner of my release I said simply, "I got away." -That left a large field for conjecture. He saw that I preferred to remain reticent and did not question ma Uncertain as were our social relations toward each other we had reached that fortunate condition where ach knew to a hair's breadth where the other desired to stop at self-revelations, and acted accordingly. Soon after breakfast he went over to Pratt's. Despite my misery I" was half amused at a thought thus shaping itself: "Well, the drama progresses. I wonder what figure will be disclosed by the next turn of the kaleidoscope." I had unconsciously absorbed something of Broeuer's philosophy. "No matter what happened," be said, "a man who bad brain enough could always find something of interest in noting that no two of life's pictures were exactly alike, and that, as regards incident, event or situation, every day for such a man had some / new shade of color." He returned in about half an hour, sat down awhile, pared his nails carefully, and finally remarked: "This world is all a fleeting show; but, nevertheless, a very interesting one. I wonder which way the cat will jump next At the same time, how monotonous it would be if the cat jumped the same WOJ OYWjr 1 could not help laughing in spite of alL "Yes," he said, as if in reply to a remark of mine, "I agree with you, Holder. Out of the nettle trouble we will find flowers of recreation, if not of resignation."I wondered for whom he meant the term "resignation." The man had sometimes two and even three meanings for some of his sentences, which it might take days, even weeks, to make out "How is Pratt?" I asked. "To the ordinary beef-eating mind of Bull Bar," he replied, "the professional pill-peddler, who practices the solemn scientific over him included, he is no better. To one like myself, a few degrees higher than they in the plane of intelligent animal development, he will eventually mend and recover the small fragment of mind vouchsafed him by?well, the Infinite: K)h, woman, in her hours of ease,' etc." A horseman rode up to the cabin door and called out: "Does John Holder live here?' "I am John Holder," I replied, coming out This was a deputy sheriff with a warrant for my arrest on a charge cf assault with intent to kill Jedediah Pratt I gave myself up and asked of the officer as a favor that he would make no parade of me as his prisoner on the Bar. I desired above all things not to make any semi-dramatic departure in this situation before Blanche, or give her any notice of it whatever. "I have friends," I said to him, "living near by, and I don't wish they should see me." "I will be responsible for Mr. Holder," said Broener. "All right," said the deputy. "You want to get away quietly, I know. I'll wait for you up yonder, where the trail turns up the mountain." "1 will go with you and give bail for your appearance," said Broener. v "no," 1 8'ua; "i m going 10 jau. "I wouldn't do that," he replied. ''First, there isn't the least necessity for it Second, it will hurt your case. Appearances go a long way here, and to go to jail is to put yourself in the position before the community of a man without money and without friends." "Well," I asked, "what matters that so long as I r m innocent?" "It matters a great deal," he answered, "from the point of view that law is dealt out here?or elsewhere. 'Plate sin with oro,' you know, 'and the lance of justice harmless breaks. Clothe it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.' How William S. did write for posterity, with a big P! Come, Holder, don't make what's hard any harder than it need be." It was not so easy now to resist him as I had imagined There was a shade of tenderness and feeling in his tones, and in his look also. Some change had come over him. What, to me, was indefinable. But I would go to jail. "Sorry, Holder, that I've got to put the matter to you, then, in another light," he said "This arrest of yours is aimed at mo as well as you. aud is backed up by some party behind Pratt, influenced by some motive other than that of mere friendship for Pratt The parties are, I think, those who sent him up here to hunt for the 'Bank.' Suppose they manage to get you in prison, though but for a time. Then you, as one of the 'Bank' keepers are out of the way. Next, they'd probably turn their batteries on me, whoop up some prejudice against me on the Bar as an abettor in the 'assassination' and cripple me by legal process in some way. This leaves the 'Bank' at their mercy. Their 0 tool here now is possibly Sefter. The only flaw in their calculations is this: The 'Bank' is nearly worked out Still it may be a feeder to some even richer vein. Anyway, I want to fight this thing out As a matter of simple justice, ought you not to help me in the best way you "Yes." "Very welL One of these 'best ways' lies in not going to jail when you can get bail for your appearance, and so keep a respectable showing for our side." "I'd as lieve go to jail as stay on this bar," I replied "It's been a hell to me for weeks." "You needn't stay on the bar," he answered "Stay anywhere you like. Travel round and amuse yourself as you like till the trial comes on." And leave you here with Blanche Sefton, I thought "We might ramble round together," he said, after a i>ause. "Hunt more quartz i lends elsewhere. We're posted in all it's signs and indications, and there's a world of that ; wealth lying as yet uncovered all over this I state." Then in mind I objected liecause?because ! I could not be near Blanche, on the Bar, and i because, turn wh'eh way I would. Broener | seemed always getting the best of me in j making mo act like a rational creature. : i t.\ Ut lit* inft I l^UYYy X IKUUgUlf WUJUU11U 11UK, v??.Vw ...v , in unselfishness in volunteering thus to leave ! the Bar and Blanche himself. I consented on one condition: that in all I that concerned the trial 1 should have my i own way. Broener was well known to the deputy, I and satisfied him that whatever hail was re- ! quired for me would be forthcoming, and I that he would be "up country" next day to | attend to the proper legal formality. I left the bar without l>eing observed and the official and myself rode off together. lie was a pleasant, manly fellow. We soon became on good terms. No appearances ot captor and captive were observed. "You seem to trust me," I remarked. "Well, I generally know my men, and I know you're not one of the kind tliat would give me any trouble. I'm not over anxious to put handcuffs on any decent man, who may be himself sheriff of the county inside of six months. Ups and downs are pretty frequent here, you know." It was an ascent, fii 9ome places steeply inclined, in others graded for fully two miles from Bull Bar before reaching the general up-country grade. The higher we went the lighter became my spirits, despite what I was i leaving behind me. I seemed coming out of 1 a dark cloud and shaking from me a load? i the load of malice, suspicion, lies and ill in- i tent which had borne down upon me at Bull < Bar. Broener now stood out in a different < and more favorable light Blanche seemed 1 more lovely than ever, and even the morbid, i suspicious, jealous, unreasonable Holder of i the night before seemed far removed i from the one of to-day. The trust re- 1 posed in me by the deputy and the footing of ? companionship he established between us was j a great relief. I to him, from his point of 1 view, was only a piece of goods, which he was < charged to deliver at a certain place. So i long as the package was not unpleasant < neither would he be so. If on the way there i was any recreation to be got out of his mer- j chandise he proposed to get it < You may say it was not very consistent for i me thus so, suddenly to climb a mount of 1 joyfulness. Perhaps not, though consistency, 1 as applied to human nature and conduct, is 1 for me a word of vague meaning. The fact i t is, I was tolerably happy for the first tinje in t a fortnight, though a woman was tnen in tears on my account behind ma That I did not think of. We stopped at various camps on passing through, and brought up at saloon doors, "Magnolias," "Bella Unions," "Long Torn*." The deputy was known everywhere; his arrival was the signal for the formation of a file of men at the various bars, and the usual solemn, silent performance with tumbler and bottla A heathen might have supposed it one of onr religious rites, and the common, and about the only expression, heard on such occasions, "Here's luck!" a preparatory invocation to the ruling deity of the placa The deputy treated at every camp. I soon divined that this was a matter even more of business than pleasure. He informed me that he intended running for sheriff next election, and drinks were largely relied on to influence votes. His trip for my arrest served for him also the purpose of an electioneering tour through the county, partly at the public expense. He had many private talks in retired corners with the presumed party leaders at sundry pi ecincts, and in cases involving extreme secrecy the buttonholing went on at great length behind sundry barns or pigpens, while I remained in the saloons, an interested observer, being simply introduced to the crowd by my considerate friend as "Mr. Holder, a cousin of mine." We arrived at the last camp before reaching the county town about nine o'clock in the evening. "This is a hard old place," said the deputy. "There's more fools to the square inch in this camp than any other of the county. There's a crowd here who loaf all day and raise the devil all night When they sleep, or how they set their livine. the Lord only knows. Yes, they're at it now!" About half way through the single street { we were suddenly confronted by a huge : apparently mechanical contrivance mounted on a wheelbarrow, propelled furiously by a 1 man, some five or six others running by its 1 side. It was a dry goods box, through which ( was thrust a section of stovepipe, ana vaguely 1 suggested a photographer's camera. Said one of the party: J "We must take your pictures, gentlemen; done in two minutes. Oh, Aleck, is that 1 vou? Just in time. We're doing a rushing * business to-night; taking the whcle camp 1 Now, James, get the plates ready." "Let them have their fun. We'll never ? get through here if we don't," said the 1 deputy b me in a low voice. - - j We hrnced our horses in the full glare of * lights from two saloons fronting each other. The sidewalk was full of amused lookers-on. ? The mock photographers went through a ? great amount of ceremony in getting the pre- s sumed chemicals ready and adjusting the in- * strument. Then arose a discussion among them as to the pose of our horses. One in- E sisted that a better effect could be' obtained 1 if the animals should be backed up to the instrument while we were reversed on our sad- 1 dies so as to face it The deputy's horse was e placed in auch position. The chief photog- E rapher hooded himself in an old blanket E and took the regular position fronting the 8 glass, watch in hand. * So our pictures were taken, and at the cloee ? So our pictures were taken. of the performance some charcoal scrawls on pasteboard were presented to us with the remark that the "New Helio Daguerreotype company were 'arid' through the exhausting effect of the chemicals necessary to be used in taking equestrian pictures and that both Bell, of the 'Placer,' and Soper, of the 'Rocker' saloons, had fixed the price for that evening in consiileration'if the occasion at 'a ! t dollar for the house."' v This rueaut the treating of the crowd by the e deputy, a matter well known to him in ad- t vauce. o As we rode away the photographers had a brought their instrument to bear on the store v of a Hebrew clothing dealer, "taking the r establishment.'' t "Half of these men," said the deputy, "have I families somewhere in the states. D'ye think t they'd dare cut up so there! No sir-ee! They're just like boys let out of school out a here." e CHAPTER XX. a i SILENT WITNESSES. t Broener came up the next day ami gave the j required bail for my appearance. I preferred d remaining in the county town to returning to Bull Bar. There was but a week to wait, as the county court then convened. c "One thing troubles me very much," I said j to Broener; "I can't give my story concerning t this matter without revealing in open court a t?e secret of the 'Bank's' whereabouts, and d then there'll be a general rush for the mine r from the whole county." ii "I've thought over that," he replied "Of f course, you must tell the whole story, and c show in court rich specimens of the quartz to I prove it. That, in fact, will be your strong- t est defense. A miner's jury will think such hi a claim worth defending, with or without t law. Let them swoop down on our grouud. v As I've told you before, the cream of that g particular vein we've taken out. It's only a ii pocket.' We can hold on to a hundred feet v or so anyway. I've put up notices claiming 11 such amount. The crowd will, of course, b take up all the quartz outcroppings they can I find far and near. There'll be a tremendous 13 excitement for a time. But the masses know nothing of this sort of miniug. It will baffle them. They'll lose patience after a little, t There will be a reaction. Five-sixths will j aoanaon ana give up ineir claims, ine rema.nder will j>ersevere and eventually develop this species of miniug, which will l?e- I como extensively followed. But that will j take time?veal's. Bo tell all about it. Don't e let that trouble you in the Least." d My trial came on, and the case lieing called L I appeared without any lawyer to conduct d my defense. The judge assigned one, a young b member of the bar, for that purpose. ii I said I desired to conduct my own defense, f and was allowed so to do. My counsellor was f not at all pleased thereat. Having heard a something of our resources he had seen in \ prospective some remuneration if he con- r ducted the case successfully, as well as a pos- a sibility of establishing a reputation for a a good criminal lawyer. " c I thought I could tell my story as well as v have another tell it for me, and I didn't a want a lawyer to tell any new stories for me v or put any shades of color on mine which did L not belong there. Could I prove my asser- r tioas? No. There were no witnesses to any L hostile meeting between Pratt and myself. \ The evidence against nie was all circum- s stantial. In other words, certain events, a as interpreted by certain individuals, t were regarded as proofs that John \ Holder might have tried to kill Jededial Pratt. Because John Holder and Jededial Pratt had a quarrel last week, John HoldeJ might have tried to kill Pratt the next Be cause no one could tell how Pratt got hi* hurts, why, John Holder might have inflictec them. Because John Holder was seen th< evening Pratt was missed, with blood on hii clothing, it is inferred it was Pratt's blood drawn in enmity. Because John Holder wai the first to find Pratt on the mountain, it ii inferred that John Holder knew of the affaii more than he told, and because he knew mort than he told, it is inferred that he must have tried to kill Pratt. All these "might-have-beens" were ably in terpreted to the jury as "must-have-beensr hy the district attorney, who, naturally thirst ?d for my blood, because he desired to make i brilliant reputation as an able prosecutoi cf the innocent or guilty. He dwelt strongly ilso on the fact that there were ueithei lotices nor tools on the ground, and that 1 'claimed the whole mountain" or a great deal more ground than I could legally hold. These were Pratt's ravings which had been reported So him. True, these were not legal evidence, cut he used them as arguments against me, aking the chances that the jury might be rtupid enough to receive them as such, or hat they might forget, even if reminded, bat Pratt's words, not backed up by proof, were no more evidence than mine would be. 3e pictured me as dogging Pratt day by day. 3f my interfering and meddling in this "hon!St, hard-working man's business" and dwelt >n my "skulking ambush" in the bushes, the 'assassin's shot," and the fall of the "innocent, lonest victim." Then I, to cover up the affair ind divert suspicion, assume the guise of the rood Samaritan, pretended to find Pratt and iring him home. Lastly, he adverted to my habits as "sualicious"?working little and loafing much, ibsent frequently, on what business no one mew, but all the while inferring, by hint ind inuendo, that I might be or must be both terms being by him mado to mean about ;he same thing) engaged in some disreputable msiness. It is the boast of Law that all facts alleged igainst a person must be proven; yet the law makes little provision against slander by inference in open court, by its own ministers, ivhich cannot be proven. Sefter and Long Mac were summoned as witnesses?unwilling ones, now, with the memory of their receut unsuccessful attempt* in me. They testified to seeing blood on my Nothing. Sefter told the story of my participation in guiding himself and Hiliyear t? be spot where Pratt lay wounded on the mountain.' The attorney had the audacity to put Hillpear on the stand, mainly with the view that ie should give Pratt's version of the story a* inferred from his delirious utterances. I did rot attempt to stop this hearsay evidence at ill. I wanted the lawyer to have his own way entirely, because I thought in such rase he would all the quicker get through, md leave the jury with a fragment, at least, if clear mind. If we got into a wrangle as tc be admissibility of evidence it would proong the case, aud in law it is often the main ibject, on one side, at least, to so confuse and wear out-the jury that it won't know the lifferenee between right and wrong, sense md nonsense. Finally he had finished, and I remained with a very black character indeed?in short, toe assassin of Pratt, and, by inference, the lutlior of half the untraced murders in the ountv for .the. last four months. I said to he jury that I "should make no plea, but imply tell my story. First, I was the keeper ind, to an extent, worker of a rich claim?a rery rich claim. It was a mine of a sort not generally known in the state. No laws had >een made to hold claims of this character. [ will introduce now," I said, " my witnesses is to the reality and existence of this claim;" ind taking from a bag several of the richest pecimens of quartz gold, I handed them to he jury. The specimens were indeed good to look at rom every point of view. The yellow metal irotruded in places from their sides in thin lakes?in others it was as if solid, heavy luggets were embedded in the stone. The ffect on the jury was electric. They had lever seen such rock. Their eyes glisened. They passed them from one to nother, yet each seemed loth to part with he one in hand. The clerk of the court, his leputy, the sheriff and his assistants reached agerly forward to handle the coveted lieces. The judge put on his spectacles and tut one piece after another under a rigid, inpection. Mammon had invaded the court?yes, capMammon had invaded the court. ured it. The whole previous atmosphere ias changed. Whatever of interest had been entered in the trial was now all concenrated in this new tlevelopment coming out f it The audience, first bending forward, ,t last rose in their seats to get a better lew of the wealth there displayed. At a ough guess I had put on exhibition about wo thousand dollars in quartz specimens? ieing gold in a form never before seen in hof norf r?f fha f*nuntrv. The district attorney felt his case slipping .way from him. The introduction of such vidence was an indirect contradiction to lis inferences regarding my "loafing about" nd "suspicious habits." It was plain that f I had been mysterious, there was somehiug which would justify mystery. He obected to such things being put in as eviience. But the "things" bad done their work. It was finally necessary to call the court to irder ere the trial could be resumed. The udge laid aside his spectacles, but retained he richest lump on the bar in front of him, nd his eyes would glance occasionally in its irection. I continued my story: "I did lot find this claim. My partner, who is here a court, did, long before I met him. I acted or him as a guard on the claim while he was lecessarily absent carrying the rock to "The lay" to be worked. Mr. Pratt found me on he ground I was guarding. It was true we lad no tools visible or notices up, because hese might have excited observation, and we rere not, as to regulations for holding such round, protected by any law. Mr. Pratt us is ted on meddling with the ledge from rhich this gold was taken. He insisted on ueddliug with it at the very place where we md dug out the pieces you see before you. fow, what was I to do! Let hint do so or iotf "No!" roared out a voice in the audience. "Order in court!" cried the sheriff. But hat "No!" was a powerful expression of the trevailitig sentiment. I continued: "Now, gentlemen, I did not do as j ou think did. Here conies what I know is the imtrobable part of my stor}\ It would be far asier for me to say that I did shoot Pratt in lefense of what I considered mine than that le shot himself. That is exactly what he did lo?by accident. He had the ' drop' on me, lis finger on the trigger, warning me not to nteriere with him, when his foot slipped rom the rock on which he was standing; he ell over backward, his pistol was discharged, ,nd by the fall and tho shot he got the two rounds in his head. Well, I was frightened learly to death at the time myself. I saw in i moment all the appearances would be igainst me. I had to keep secret the locality 41? -? nnrtnor wns nwhv I vmmhi. -ij j . jvent up to Pratt, and found him, is I supposed, dead. I didn't know vhat to do, so 1 covered him with rush and went home. I couldn't rest that light for thinking about the body up there; tow it would be discovered and our claim vith it, and between the two?of the fix I hould be in to keep our claim a secret, and iccount satisfactorily lor Pratt's death under he circumstances?I got up in the night and vent ill* to the body. I intended to roll it i down the bill and pitch it into tho river to i get it out of the way. Thank God! I found r Pratt alive Now, gentlemen, that's all my - story, and whether you believe me or not, I'd i ask you if you would not possibly*do as I have I done under the circumstances f' > "I think I can vouch for what the gentlei man says," said a voice near me. It was that , of Blanche Sefton. J This appearance of a beautiful woman in ! the court in connection with the trial was even more phenomenal than the quartz. > There was an eager craning forward of necks > and then a profound hush to hear her next words. After Leing sworn in as a witness, she cdn 1 tinued: "I came here to say that my uncle, Mr. ) Pratt, has recovered his faculties and de* clares that Mr. Holder committed no assault ' upon him." She then paused. [ "How do we know he says that!" roared 1 the district attorney. > "I have his affidavit before a justice of the 1 peace to that effect," replied Blanche. "Perhaps the clerk will be kind enough to read , it" ) ? .v \v It was that of Blanche Sefton. The affidavit set forth in substance that i Jedediah Pratt exculpated John Holder eni tirely from committing any assault upon ! him. It contained these words: "The last I remember I had my pistol drawn on Mr. Holder. He had not pulled his own from its i sheath. I remember falling and heard a i shot, and that is all I know." "How has this paper been procured from Pratt I "What proof have we that he is in ; his right mind and fit to say anythiug about i the matter ?' was the district attorney's 1 sneering remark. ; "I believe," replied Blanche, "that a great i deal of what Mr. Pratt has been rel ported to have said when not in his right mind has been used here to-day against Mr. Holder. However, to set doubts at rest re garding the value of the testimony I bring, will the clerk please read this affidavit testii fying to Mr. Pratt's present mental sound[ ness from his physician?" i A hum of applause and amusement at the i attorney's checkmate pervaded the court room. The jury were out but a very short time. Many in the audience did not wait for the i verdict. They went out intent on visiting i Bull Bar and gaining a share in its riches, i The judge, poor man, squirmed uneasily in his seat, gazing at the tantalizing lumps of quartz and gold before him, and wishing that he was free to head the rush which was developing for Bull Bar. Already could we hear the sound of galloping hoofs as horse and rider spurred in that direction. T ?*ton AA/tttt'fi-n/1 Tka I'limr oarr*t?l tr fttl'oitflH JL YTUS O^ljuiuvcu. <iuo j 1*1 j vagwi ij U?IMWU their discharge by the judge. There was a rapid flight from the court room. In ten minutes it was empty. Blanche did not refuse my offer to escort her to the hotel, where she would stay that night It was late when the trial had concluded. We were the seusation of the town as we walked along the main street?a painful experience, I knew, to Blanche. 1 had not been long at the hotel before I found I was a hero. Men came in, introduced themselves to me, and congratulated me on my " able defense." I soon discovered, also, that my story as to Pratt's self-inflicted wounds would not pass with the crowd. They held me as fully justified in shooting at anyone to protect the claim by virtue of the amount of wealth protected. Such was the effect of luck, gold, and the presence of beauty. Men argued rather from their excited imaginations than from cooler reason and judgment. Every available horse in town was used that night to go down to Bull Bar by eager prospectors after the new source of wealth. Bull Bar was astonished next morning et the crowd of strangers in their midst, all inquiring for Scrub mountain. All the quartz leads in sight were taken up before Bull Bar got on the scent. All but Sefter and Loug Mac. These two gentlemen left the court so soon as their evidence was concluded. Down to Bull Bar they had hurried that very day. They did manage to find the " Bank," properly noticed and claimed by Broeuer, Holder & Co., and two trusty watchmen in charge. CHAPTER XXI. ONE TAKEN; THE OTHER LEFT. Shortly after the termination of the trial Broener desired to see me in his room at the hotel. I went thither. He ordered cigars and a bottle of choice wine. "This, also, i3 an important business matter we are to talk over," said he, "and good wine and good tobacco in moderation are most useful accessories for smoothing over the rough places one may meet on these roads." What now? I thought to myself. Some other start ling change in the kaleidoscope, and I presume that Blanche will figure in it "Holder," said Broener, after the wine was poured and cigars lighted, "fate has recently placed a woman between us two?a powerful wed ire I etween anv two men. no matter how closely they may have been previously united by the ties of what most people call friendship. In this ease the wedge is a very powerful one. "When I first saw Blanche Softon 1 made up my mind ' .nake her my wife? don't look grave now, . it hear me out. I might soften the expression a little, but it would mean the same thing, nud possibly the objections bleness of the words for you may be removed w hen I say that Blanche?Miss Seftou?will never be Mrs. Broenor." "She has refused him,'' I thought. "She has not refused me," said Broeuer, with his usual satanic facility of reply to another's thought. It's particularly disagreeable thus to be inclosed in a glass house, while your companion dwells in one more opaque, though in the long run people might be spared a great deal of time anil trouble if they could know immediately what they were thinking rather thau hear what they were saying to each other. "I have reason," resumed Broener, "to believe that Miss Seftou has considerable regard for me. To you I dare to say this, to others I would not, since they could see only vanity, egotism and coxcombry in the remark. I believe Miss Seftou admires me for some qualities. How does that sound to you if" "I admire you for much myself?aud envy j you, too." I replied. "I'll go farther then, and say that for some things 1 admire myself," he said. "If a man owns a fine horse be has no hesitancy in | admiring the animal?his property?and the j more he admires it the more disposed is he to i take good care of it. Now, if a man believes? knows?that he owns a certain form of genius or a talent, or that he possesses some fine quality to a marked degree, may he not admire such in himself, and as a part of himself, just as he would his horse, anil won't his admiration prove a better incentive to keep hiu tnlnnt. r?r nnnlitv fvmn nistinrr tlinn if lm depreciates himself or is indifferent to his i giftf I assented, but wished that Broeuer would | cease philosophizing and return to the original topic. "To return to Miss Sefton," he said with a > twinkle in his eye and the extreme of de- i liberation in manner as he poured out half a gill of wine in the glass and held it up to the light, "I could not marry Miss Sefton now even if she offered herself to me. I speak with the utmost regard and esteem for the lady. She is one who will always command a man's respect, and when ono ceases to respect her, that, in my opinion, will prove him no man." He paused. There was nothing for me to do except to listen and be perplexed. "Hearts," said Broener, "are, as I see things, indispensable articles in matrimony. A wife should always bring a heart to her husband. Husband vice versa a heart to the wife. Some couples think differently. Some wives bring only a Saratoga trunk to the husband; the husband brings money to fill the trunk, and a reverend pronounces a blessing over this union of cash and trunk. Miss Sefton is a remarkable girl. The one thing lacking in her is she has no heart!" "What!" I exclaimed. "For me, I mean," replied Broener. "For heaven's sake! Broener," I snid, "do stop this twisting fashion of telling things, and say what you have to say in plain words, without going round so many barns." "You want plainer English?" he said. "Well, here it is: Miss Sefton loves another." "Another!" "Of course. "When I say another, I mean? another man. Now, havo patience with me for a few minuto3, and let me finish my original proposition. I can't get hold of so appreciative a listener as you every day, and when I do I want to make the most of him. People to-day have varioui ideas concerning marriage. Some look at it in one way, some another; but all come tc it at last?or want to. As an experience with a large proportion, I don't think, when it's tried on, that it justifies the anticipations set forth before the honeymoon. That may not bo the. fault of the institution. I believe that to be a solid affair.-^'The fault may lie in this: that the parties rtay not be solid who enter into itsolid, say, as to health, adaptability of tem perament, command over tnemseives, ana a common purpose in life. If they come together without these, you see, they may be as an unmatched pair of hinges, or a pair of hinges with broken joints. Result: the matrimonial door does not swing well, creaks, groans, slams, bangs, and lets in all manner of stormy weather. 1 doubt, sometimes, if there be a pair of really matched hinges in the world " "Miss Sefton loves another." These wero Broener's words that made the strongest impression upon me. "Had Miss Sefton's heart been free," said he, "I should have devoted myself to her. But when I find any woman having a preference for another man, I always retire into the background. About the last situation in this world I care to figure in is that known in common parlance as 'trying to cut another fellow out'; and for me, about the meanest maxim of modern times is that 'All's fair in love.' I except the last two words, 'and war,' though it seeni3 a fit ending to the phrase after all, that anything which may bo justified in the trade of killing is equally applicable to the winning of a companion for life. But you want to know whom Miss Sefton loves. Well, we'll end this sermon with a short benediction. It is yourself!" "If "Yes, you. I discovered that the morning I found Miss Sefton at Pratt's house. You see the elements in tho affair were too near together to prevent that disclosure. When a woman's heart is in the house next door, no matter where her body is, its absence will be soon felt I guessed at the secret, and, to got rid of suspense, asked Miss Sefton if it was so. Sensible girl that she is, she saw my motive in so doing and, instead of simpering over it, or doing the indignant in telling me it was none of my business, or doing the half and half business saying neither yea nor nay direct, she said 'yes' and that ended the matter." Some minutes elapsed before a word was spokea "I have to a3k your pardon for my manner toward you of late," I said. "That was jealousy." "I knew that," he replied, "so soon as you let out your secret. You know when. Jealousy is simply a disease?runs in the blood, and must come out like measles and whooping cough, though much harder to get rid of, and one attack won't bar the door to others with most of us. But you suffered more than L" "Can you be jealous, then?" I asked. "Oh, yes! Don't take me for a demigod, and above all these emotions, because I spout philosophy." "How do you get rid of it?" I inquired. "Pnrtlv hv dnintr tho mafmnnimmis when there's nothing but the mag left to do. Virtue out of necesb, you know." "I don't think I'm worthy of Blanche Sefton, anyway," I said. "Well, as to that," he replied, "it may not be so much a question of worth as of destiny." This made me wince. Self accusers after all don't fancy much outside backing in self condemnation. "There's a tradition, theory, call it what you please," he said, "that's been out a long time, to the effect that there is some one particular woman in the world, hero or elsewhere?where, I don't altogether know?for each particular man?mind what I say, 'man'?I mean a'man,'not an animal?and that she will meet him here or hereafter, or elsewhere, and love him, partly because she can't help it, and partly because she sees something worthy of love in him?that is to say, something now that may turn out much more hereafter. The man, her man, when first met, may be?well, unripe, green fruit, bad to taste, perhaps; but the woman, his woman, sees the fruit as it will be wheu ripened, though his present unripeness may cause her many a pang. So she may love him, marry him, stick to him, and get little conrfort and a good deal of misery out of him." "Well, is that the relation in which I stand with you regarding Blanche?" I asked. "My dear boy, you must decide that for yourself. I'm only citing a dream, perhaps a fable?one which I like to believe in, however, since I have a notion that believing in one's day dreams makes them come to pass." "Come to pass!" I said. "That is, you infer the misery I shall bring Blanche by marrying her." "No. I d'dn't mean that," he said. "Indeed, I never thought of it in that way before; but now, since you've put the clause in yourself, you might let it remain, just as a warning, you know. But don't think I am lecturing you, or setting myself up as your superior. I, William Broener, have about all I can do in looking after William Broener. That individual manages to give me a great deal of trouble; find though I am quick, perhaps, at spying out faults in others, I can generally, on arriving home, find similar specimens in my own garden." "One other matter," said he, after a moment's hesitation. "We are friends, but here we part. You may recollect what I told you some time ago. There are times when people's mutual interests may bind them together, and there are times when some agency may come along which shall cause them to separate. That time seems to have come for us two?aud sooner than x anticipated. You retain your interest in the 'Bank' and all that may develop out of it in the future; but In that futuie we axe apart Good-by!" I took his hand?for the lost time. Then Will Broener went his way. I went mine. As he hail predicted, the present quartz furore over Scrub mountain soon died away; but the feeder, our "Bank," eventually led to ^ / / I took his hand for the last time. the tapping of one of the richest and most permanent veins in the state. CHAPTER XXII. RECONCILIATION. cnoloc fnllan fmm mV OVM T saw clearly that if a woman loves a man. as I had now good reason for supposing that Blanche loved me, it is not her place that she should be always giving evidence of it without something in return. My inherent dislike to the nainby pamby interpretation of love peculiar to Eastport had led mo unconsciously to suppress all external mothods of evincing affection. Something now whispered to me: Be more confident in your thought toward her. A woman needs to do very sure of the love of tho man she would choose, and the greater her love, the greater may be tho doubt as to its return from you, unless such return bo shown clearly, unmistakably. I met Blanche the next day. Possibly I carried this thought in my eye for as it met her's there seemed in the lighting up of her features a recognition of it. She took my offered hand with a frank, winning smile, and an openness of manner which said more than any words could have dona "Words, after all, are but one mean3 for conveying thought, and not always the strongest. She desired to return to the Bar as soon as possible, being still anxious on her uncle's account. We traveled on horseback. The moon was at its full as wo rode back to the Bar together. But my trials were not yet over. I had the greatest of all to meet. I was burdened with a sense of over-much obligation to a woman. Three times had this trirl stenno 1 in and served me at a crisis; first in loaning me money; second. in rescuing me from the high-binders; thirdly in confirming my story at the trial. She had performed all the practical chivalry in the affair, and looking over the whole matter, I felt a sense of humiliation. I was silent. Possibly she felt my depression. Moods may travel from mind to mind in close rapport as well as words. "What are you thinking of, John?" said she. A month previous I should have evaded the question, and said: "Of nothing in particular." Latterly I had come to the conclusion that between some individuals, at least, the fewer secrets of any sort the better; the "some" being limited in this case to two. It was hard work to speak my thought. It seemed to resist my attempt to drag it out It would bury itself deeper than ever within my breast. And when I hesitated it conjured up immediately a series of evasions, with plausible reasons for using them. I shook them off and said: "Blanche, the trouble is now that you've played the man's part all through and I the woman's, and now that it's all over I want to go and hide myself somewhere." "You feel, then, under too much obligation to a woman?" "Well, that's about what I mean," I replied. "Suppose," she asked, "our situations were reversed, and you had been of the service to me that you say I have to you, how would it be proper for me to feel?" "Oh,.well," I replied, "you know what's generally expected of the man in these matters." "Expected by whom?" she asked. "By the world?people, everybody." "And what right has the world?people, everybody?to expect? What! That the man should bear off all the honors of knightly service, while the woman stays at home and does fancy work? Has the world any particular business in these matters, which concern Blanche Sefton and John Holder? Listen, John: there is a side to your case. Pardon mo if I take the liberty of arguing it for you. I do so the better to argue my own. It is not, I admit, easy or pleasant for man or woman to act in opposition to the world's verdict or opinion in any matter. Nor may it always be wise, certainly not profitable, so to do. The world does expect the man to act the man's part in all tnat concerns tne woman, i ne woriu is right also in this respect, though the masculine half does not always fully carry its sentiments. But when a woman sees an opportunity to serve the man she loves, will she refuse to so serve him if the opportunity does not take the shape she desires? Certainly, my womanly instincts recoiled from facing the crowd that night in the hollow. Certainly, I had rather not have faced that court room full of men, and in this country, where now a woman is a show, stared at and stared through with a sentiment far more objectionable than mere curiosity. But was there any one else to act at the time? Was I not compelled to do as I did quite as much for my own sake as yours, for had I not so done would not my responsibility in the matter, had harm came to you, have haunted and harassed me ever afterward? Was it not circumstance, after all, that reversed the situation, and would you not do the same for me? Of course you would. I should expect it of you. I mean by "expect" that I know you have it in you so to do. Be assured, John, that if you wish to stand well with me, you will not lack for opportunities to act like a man. And now is there any other grievance?" "There is that affair of the fandango house." "Do you wish to exchange your present company for what you may find there tonight?" she asked, archly. As some sort of luck would have it, we were obliged to pass through a camp that very night where one of these standing revels was in full blast and quite open to our inspection from tho street. I turned my head away. "It does not :ieem so interesting to you as formerly/' she remarked. "It's not fair to hit a man when he's down," I replied. "Well, John, you know the way of the transgressor is hard. I shall not punish you often by these reminders?say once a year, when your memory needs reviving." CHAPTKft XXIII. BACK AGAIN. All Eastport was shaken from center :o cirsumference. People buzzed the news on the street It was the first item dealt that morning by Vnrney, the gossipy storekeeper, to his customers over the counter. Deacon Hodges, who kept the grocery at the corner, was so full of it that he filled Miss Pelter's pail with vinegar instead of the molasses she asked for. Miss Pelter was so full of it that she did not discover the mistake until reaching home. In the pail's bottom were discernible a pair of spectacles. They were the deacon's. He had dropped them there in his abstraction and the obscurity of the store cellar. What was it? Mrs. Pelter was telling Mrs. Aun Hedges over her backyard fence in an interval taken from the preparation of breakfast. She was on her way from the pump to the kitchen with a pail of water. Sausages were frying in the kitchen. You could hear them sizzling and spluttering, and their savor was in the morning air. "Blanche Sefton and John Holder came back together last night! Lord knows where they've bin. Some say he's bin to Califoruy aud some say she has, and he's made a fortune, and some say they're married, and some?Gracious! them sausages are burniu' 1" Mrs. Hedges told it over the back yard fence to Mrs. Lugar. Mrs. Lugar said simply: "Well, of ull things!" Mrs. Lugar told it over her pig pen, which adjoined the back yard fence to Mrs. Pbed Smith. Mrs. Smith put on her bonnet directly after breakfast, and told it distractedly wherer. r she went. "To think," said one of her listeners, "John Holder to make forty thousand dollars ir Jde of a year, and my husband has been out there two and hasn't sent home a shilling. I tell you, Mrs. Smith, John Holder never came vinrVtflv hv , 111110)1 mrmpv!" "She's biought a French maid with her!" said Mrs. Oded Smith, resignedly. "They're going to Europe next month. Well, at that rate, Mr. John Holder will soon have to go back to Californy for more money. She always was an extravagant strck-up thing!" said Mrs. Smith, next door neighbor but one. " Some say they're married and some " But where and when and how did they get married! *On this point Mrs. Lugar, Mrs. . ... Hedges and Mrs. Obed Smith resolved them selves into a hack kitchen senate, and dikcuss ed the question for many days. Mrs. Obei Smith was informally deputized to call 01 Mother Sefton and talk round the matter wit] the view of heating this bird out of the bush. Mrs. 0. did so. After much prcliminarizinj Mrs. O. asked for the particulars of the mar , Hage. Blanche's dignity had come in part from th maternal side. Mother Sefton had of this als a stock in reserve, to be used on occasion. "Do you wish to see mv daughter's marriag certificate?''she asked. "It is not yet framei ami hung up in the parlor to satisfy visitors.' Mrs. Obed felt that something like ahinthai i been given. Conversationally, she felt chilled shortly took her leave, returned to the senate and surmised more fruitfully and frightfull; than ever. The next Sunday Rev. Harmon Sayre wa surprised at the fullness of his congregation and regretted that he had reserved his stronges effort for the evening. But the looked-for brid and groom were not there. The congregatioi returned home disappointed. Some were an gered. Many went out of their way to pas Aiomer neuon 8 nouso. mit ine oeium irun door was not loquatious. The front blind were all closed ; the half-opened Rate, thougl it swung idly on its hinges, seemed to bo keep ing its own counsel; the old door-step was a silent as any other stone; when the little doj that trotted along with Mrs. Smith had accom panied her to church,intruded himselfdn Moth er Sefton's cat, as she surveyed the passers-b; from her seat on the front yard fence, she spa at him apiece of her felinemind and sentimen and administered such a scratch on his nose a he carried many a day afterward. Over thirty years have elapsed since tha time. As I write, a woman sits near mo, who9< clear complexion, bright, sparkling eye, hair ii which a thread of silver is here and there visi ble, and general contour of figure as symmet ricalas ever, proves that the ripened beauty o maturity may last, even though, as to age, fou years have passed the turning point of half i century. It is Blanche! "Then I may say with truth that love cai last, and even 'weather' without shipwrecl that dangerous cape?Matrimony ?" "Say rather," said she, "that true love neve dies." THE END. UUs ccUitnr OMs flcading. lmnnnfiriAn T ria nT?\T fiil/r J?aun r. ij. Ijxvx"xji>. The devastating results of the earth quake shock at Charleston and other south em cities, brings to the fore Profes3or F L. Capen, who has astonished the country with his foresight in predicting the occur rences. He was born in Sterling, Massa chusetts, March 17, 1817, his ancestor coming to this country in 1630, and set tling in Dorchester. His grand fathe was a farmer who spent a portion of hi: time studying meteorology. Lemuel Ca pen was educated at Harvard, and he, ii turn, took great interest in the study o the weather, etc. After graduating, In settled at Sterling, and in connection wit! his clerical duties distinguished himsel as an educator. When his son, who is th< predictor in question, reached the age o three years, the father applied himself t< his education, with the result that at th< age of eleven the youngster was graduatet from the Boston Grammar Schools. A thirteen young Capen entered the Bostor Latin School and graduated therefrom a the age of eighteen. In 1835, he enterec Harvard and on graduating thegce tool one of the Boylston prizes for elocution In 1870, he visited Europe to take obser vations on the eclipse of December 20 1870. Passing the winterof 1870-71 on th< island of Malta, he kept up his computa tionsand predictions of the weather anc earthquakes. He foresaw the eruption! of Vesuvius in April, 1871, and started foi Naples to witness them. He arrived then on March 22nd, and immediately wrote - ?ii! ih/ out a prediction, seumg me nine jui uk eruption frojn the 3rd to the 13th of April This was published in the Naples and Florence Observer on March 25th. On the 7th of August last, among his published prognostications, he said, "August 25th t( September Gth, is a severe earthquake period," supplementing it on the 21stof the same month with the statement "a severe earthquake period is rife, with abnormal weather." JERUSALEM. ! A recent tourist writes: Jerusalem h j hardly a disappointment because I had my ideas rather low down. Many of the streets in remote quarters are abominably filthy, and I would not advise any one tr venture about in them without a clothes pin on his nose. Dead cats, rats and dog! are plentiful. I even ran across one oi two dead donkeys just outside one of the city gates. There are many sacred (? i pools, which have stagnated from disuse : and would be rooted out by the health | board of any well regulated city. Walk ! ing is difficult, as the narrow streets are i paved with ugly cobble-stones, which have ! become very slippery and are exceedingly hard oiwhoe leather. Night is made hid eous by the howling of hundreds of hair less dogs, that seem to have nothing else to do. The braying of the donkeys is alse | something awful. A single bray can be heard a quarter of a mile, and tnere is ne limit to the possibilities of a well-trainee ; chorus. The Mount of Olives is the greatest "disappointment of all. In the first place it h hardly a mountain at all; and in the sec ond place, it is painfully conspicuous by reason of a paucity of olives. There are plenty of other hills hereabouts that are I much more thickly wooded. In the thirei I place the top is disfigured by a large num< | ber of tawdry mosques, dirty huts and manure piles. This may seem like a savage arraignment but it is sincere. I doubi j not that in the days of Christ the mountain was all covered with oliye trees, and altogether a more attractive place than il is now. The valley of Jehosophat, otherwise known as the valley of the brook Kidron, separates Olivet from Mount Moriah and Bezeth. As this valley is quite deep, Olivet is made to assume the proportions of quite a hill when you stand at the bottom of the ravine; but looking toward the mount from a point in Jerusalem where the valley is not seen Olivet ! shrinks into painful insignificance. The popular path by which Olivet is ascended is believed to be the same which David pursued when he fled barefoot and weeping from his son Absalom, accompanied by a band of faithful subjects, who heaped earth upon their heads in token ol grief at the disobedience of the usurping ! prince. Up this path I have toiled in order to familiarize myself with the coun; try round about, pausing anon to look back to the city which has played so important a role in the drama of the nations. From near the summit of the mount the view of Jerusalem is really satisfactory?all that one could wish. The extreme top is as I I have said, clustered up with unattractive buildings, but one can hardly resist the temptation to reach the summit in order to command at once the view of the Jordan - valley, including the Dead Sea on the one hand and a view of Jerusalem and its en] virons on the other, j, In order to get a more detailed view, I paid a sixpence and ascended the minaret g of a mosque, and there high above the - offensive sights, sounds and smells of the place, viewed the remarkable natural pane orama to which I have alluded. Onecould" ? stand there for hours picking out sacred e .sights. The serpentine ribbon of green [i which marks the course of the Jordan is " distinctly visible, the water cannot be i seen, and, indeed, is not visible till you ' are within a rod or so of the river bank. ' At its southern extremity stretches the Dead Sea, its waters bright and beautiful a to the eve. but deadlv and nauseous to the i, palate. Between lies a bleak, horrid wilt derness, with nothing to relieve the awful 0 desolation. Toward the south is the "hill 1 country of Judea." With a glass the ruin~ ed castle of Macherus may be discerned t on the mountains of Moab, where Josephus s tells us that John the Baptist was imprisli oned and untimely executed. 9 Discovery of Letters.?Early in the ? fifteenth century there was an obscure I young man living at Haarlem, Holland, ir whose sentimental affection for an equally t obscure girl led to results which revolut tionized the ideas of the world. 3 This love struck youth was sacristan, or , sexton, as we should say, of the Haarlem e Cathedral. It was his habit to wander, in dreamy moods, outside of the city, and to - sit beneath the willows on the banks of - the canals, musing on the charms of his f beloved. Having some skill in the use of r his knife, he was in the habit of engrav1 ing, in raised letters, the initials of his mistress, blended with his own, not on the i bark of trees, as many foolish lovers do, c but on little blocks cut from the beech or willow-trees. These blocks, thus engravr ed, he used to carry to his lady-love as pledges of his affectionate remembrances. One day he happened to wrap some of these letters in a bit of parchment. The .next day on opening the parcel to look at ? his work he was astonished to see the letters perfectly reproduced on the parch: ment. The oozing sap from the green willow or beech block had made a perfect impression of the letters. This discovery pleased him, though hehad no conception of its vast importance to mankind. He made other letters on an old wooden platter, covered them with black liquid, and obtained the first proof ever seen by mor- * tal eye. Thus Lawrence Koster, the sacristan. whiledreaming love and marriage, hnrl atiiinhlprl.hlinrllv linon fhe nrincinle of the art of printing.?Dr. Wise'# tioviantic Realities. A Few of Josh Billings' Epigrams. I had rather undertake to be two good doves than one decent serpent. To learn your offsprings to steal, make them beg hard for all you give them. Piety is like beans ; it seems to do best on poor soil. A broken reputation is like a broken vase; it may be mended but always shows where the crack was. If you can't trust a man for the full amount, let him skip. This trying to get an average on honesty has always been a failure. There is no treachery in silence?silence is a hard argument to beat. ^ Don't mistake habits for character. The men of the most character have the few* est habits. ' The man who is thoroughly polite is two-thirds a Christian anyhow. " Flattery is like cologne water?to be smelt of, not swallowed. " I have noticed that the man who is alg ways telling what he will do when he gets there, never gets there. " When a man has a great deal'to say, he , j. can say it in a few words. 3 . Products of a Ton of Coal.?The J. possible products of a ton of c lal are more I marvelous than the fabled transformations * of fairy land. Only the chemist's touch is needed and straightway from this black, I perfumes and sweets. An exhibition was J given in London consisting solely of sub: stances derived from coal. One class ineluded the well-known aniline or coal tar I colors, the briHiant reds, orange and scarr let, to which more recently have been added indigo and violet. Another class i contained the medicines, kairene, artificial * quinine and antipyrene. Not so well l"iniirn ia if norhflnQ thflf, thfi flHnrS of I sweet scented grasses, "new mown hay" ' and heliotrope, may have their origin in [ the same grimy mass. An artificial helio' trope was formerly prepared from vanilIon, a variety of vanilla, but it was found [ that a substitute for vanillon could be ex[ tracted from coal tar, and this with oil of ' almonds, artificially made, gave an exJ quisite perfume of heliotrope. The sweets : were represented by the curious saccharin. [ of which a little goes very far, as it is 220 j times sweeter than sugar. ) The Extent of Terra Incognita.? j Professor Graun, of the Berlin Geographij cal society, estimates that, outside of the [ polar regions, an area of at least 800,000 1 square miles, is still geographically a terra incognita. Europe has been thoroughly surveyed, all but the icy summit regions ot thenorthermost fields, but in old Asia vast * territories are known only from hearsay, I as the solitudes of the Bactrian desert and J the mountain regions of western China. 7 The best maps of Central Africa still show ) blanks and conjectural dots; the secret of the Nile's Lakes has yet by no means * been satisfactorily solved; the sources of r the Congo and the upper tributaries of the J Zambezi still rise in a cloudland of tra) dition. Brazil and its border states still * contain certain large stretches of untrod' den virgin woods, the swamp labarynth ot - the Gran, Chaco, for instance, and the all > but impenetrable jungles of the delta formi ed by the junction of the Rio Madeiro 7 and Machato, where even the native In* dians can travel only by the waterways * of an occasional inundation. ) The Cherokee Indians.?The east} em band of the Cherokees now numbers ) 8,029, scattered through six States, the I bulk of them in North Carolina, where they have a reservation of 73,000 acres. There they live for the most part, in com5 mon, tilling the land as they think best. The mass of the Cherokees are in the Inr dian territory, whither the eastern band > has been invited to settle and share lands > and privileges with them. The latter i ' -a v- At -Li. ? rrUrt.. I Will, 11 IS inougiu, soon go winner. -iiiey would not boso easily duped there by de1 signing whites, nor will they suffer so much from pneumonia as they do in the t mountainous region of North Carolina. It is generally supposed that the aborigi1 nals of this country are fast melting away, but persons who have made a study of the question assert that there are fully as many as there were ten years ago. Their vitality and tenacity of life are certainly remarkable, considering what they have to contend against; how generally unfavorable the conditions of our civilization are to their well-being. Superiority of the Caucasian.? The white races are urged forward by an irresistible spur over which they have no control. The increase of the yellow race, which once must have been incredibly I fast, has stopped, and that of the dark races, of Inaia, which for centuries has been amazing, is being checked by recur' rent famines; but that of white people goes on so fast that the transport of a huge army every yearacross the Atlantic makes no impression on their numbers, and at ; their present rate of increase there will in 1894 be a thousand millions. ; The new one dollar silver certificate with Martha Washington's portrait will t be pretty enough, but would't honest old i George be mad if he knew that we were running his wife's check on a 73-cent i dollar?