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lewis m. grist, Proprietor, j gin JwIfPN'tot Jamili) Uetrapaper: <Joij flic promotion of the folittcal, Social, Agricultural and ^ommcr/ial Jntercsts of the &outh. |TERMS?$2.00 A YEAR IN ADVANCE. YOL. 40. YORKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, MARCH 14, 1894. 2STO. 11. . " I . ^ . ? .... FOES IN i BY CAPT. CHAS. * Author of Dunraven Ranch Portia, The Deserter, Copyrighted, 1893 by Chas King. . CHAPTER IV. And rinw. with snch confirmation of i the truth of the story of an Apache ; raid, the paymaster thought it only j right to release Moreno from the duress ; in which Sergeant Feeny had placed him. When so old an inhabitant of Arizona as Mr. Harvey gave entire credence to the report, recognized the note as really his son's, handiwork and hastened at all speed to overtake the pursuers, what room for doubi could be left in the mind of a newcomer to the soil ? It was time, thought Plummer, J to form an alliance, offensive and defen- i sive, with the Mexican denizens of the | ranch against the enemy common to j both. But again Feeny shook his head in solemn protest. "I may have been wrong as to the Apaches, sir, but I can't be mistaken as to Moreno. He's in the pay of the j MVv?-alfio liiYtfhpra pvpn if not an active I member of the gang. He is lurking in there now, I'll warrant you, with two or three of them in hiding, waiting for the coming of the main body. They'd 'a' been here before this perhaps if it j hadn't been for the Apache story. ! They're more afraid of one of Cochise's i band than of all the sheriffs from Tuc- J son to Tacoma. I wish the rest of Har- ! > vey's people would get here," he con- | tinued, looking longingly out into the darkness. "Unless they are of better stuff than most of these mule whackers in the territory, you won't catch them hustling out alone trying to find their master this night. And yet what use j would they be to us?" Plummer turned anxiously away and , gave himself up to thought. Nothing i but a faint glimmer now remained of j the beacon light. All was still as the j grave about the lonely ranch. Walking i over to the eastward door, he entered j the dark room and was instantly hailed ! by the voice of his clerk. 'You're there, are you, Dawes?" he j asked. "Not getting sleepy, I hope." "Not a whit, major. I couldn't, even if I hadn't sl^pt most of the day. I'm sitting here on the safe with a Colt's six j shooter in each hand. If old Moreno's ; v door crack?, bv trad! I'll let drive." ' Well, that*8*all right, but suppose they come around through the corral to this door?" "I'm ready. 1 came within an ace of blazing away at you, but I happened to recognize your figure and step just : in the nick of time." A low whistle without broke up the colloquy. Pluinmer waddled off in the direction of the sound. "What is it, sergeant?" "They're coming, sir. Harvey b . men, I mean. Will yon deliver his ^ . m^\Just as you say. Why shouldn't j ^?" It'll have so much more effect from your lipe. major. They may misdoubt : ?- Far out on the trail the quick tripping hoofs of mules could now be heard. Presently a horseman shot up out of the gloom. ! "Halt there!" sang out Feeny. "Whose party's this?" I "Harvey's, Tucson. Looking for i Moreno's. Are we near?" j "You're there now, but you cant stop. Mr. Harvey wants you to come right along after him. He has taken the trail to the Christobal, where the Indians have carried off his daughters. The man fairly reeled in his Baddle, j shocked at the dreadful tidings. ^ ; "When? How did it happen? Who s ( gone with him ?" i "Some time this morning, from all j we can learn. Two squads of cavalry | are on the trail, one with Ned Harvey, the other just out from here at dark. The old man and George followed them , as soon as they got in. Who's with | ^ "Two Mexicans, that's all. They re j no account. I'd best leave them here with the limits. They're just behind i and have been scared to death already, j \nd so in 10 minutes two more of the low caste half breed Mexicans were | added to the paymaster's garrison, and j Sergeant Feeny's brief exposition of j the situation at the ranch only delayed j the incoming American long enough to ; water his horse and stow a little grain j in a sack. , ... j "I wouldn't wonder a d a on if the Mora)-sgang were around here," was his discomforting assurance.'' None of 'em have been seen aliout Tucson for a week before we left. Wish 1 could , stay and stand by you, but my first duty | is with Mr. Harvey. I've been in his employ nigh onto eight years." ; : "What sort of looking man is Ned Harvey?" persisted the sergeant, still hopeful of some fraud. j 'Tall, dark, smooth face?looks like a Spaniard, almost. I never saw any- ; body who resembled him hereabouts. I'm afraid it's no plant. I don't want j to offend you, sergeant, but I wish to j God it was all the Morales gang's do- j ings and that it was only your money they were after. If it's Apaches, and they have got the old man's children, j he'll never get over it." "Bv heaven!" muttered Feeny to himself, as the loyal fellow put spurs to his horse and disappeared; '' by heaven, I begin to believe it's both." And now with gloomy face the sergeant returned to where he had left Major Pluinmer watching the westward j trail. A brief word at the doorway as- j sured him the clerk was still alert and ready. A pause under the open window, high above the ground, of the room , where slept Moreno's wife and daugh- ; V ter, if they slept at all, told him that I all was silence there, if not slumber, and then he joined his superior. "That fellow was of the right sort, sergeant," said Pluinmer. "I wish we : had one or two like hiin."_ "I wish we had, sir. Those greas- i ers are worse than no guards at all. i They'll sit there in the corral and smoke j , papclitos by the hour ami brag about how they fought their way through the Apaches with Harvey's mules, but for j our purjiose they're worse than useless. ' At the first sign of an attack they'd be stampeding out into the darkness, and that's the last we'd see of them. Heard anything further out this way, sir?" "Why. confound it, yes. I try to convince myself it's only imagination, but two or three times, far out there toward the Picacho, I've heard that whip cracking. 1 have felt sure there was n hammering sound, as though some one were pounding on a wagon tire. Once I was 6ure I heard a horse snort. That I was in a measure expecting. If these fellows mean to attack, they'll come mounted, of course, hut what wagon would they have?" "One of < vralvo'sperhaps, to cart off the safe in, if they couldn't hurst into it here." "There 1 Hark now, sergeant! Didn't you hear?" suddenly spoke the major, throwing up a warning hand. Both men held their breath, listening intently. For a moment nothing hut the beating of their own hearts served * to give the faintest sound. Then, out to the west, under the starlit vault of the heavefis, somewhere in that black ex- ; pause of desert, plainly and distinctly, i there rose the measured sound of iron or stone heating 011 iron. Whether it | were tire or linchpin, hame or brake, ' something metallic about a wagon or i KING, U. S. A. I i, Two Soldiers, An Army j Soldier's Secret, Etc. buckboanl was being pounded into place or shape. "It's them, sir," muttered the sergeant. "It's that bloody gang, for i there's no stage due tonight, and if it j was Harvey'b ambulance, recaptured, ( 'tis from the northeast it would be com- ' Ing." "Mightn't they have missed the trail j In the darkness, and having 110 ranch dghts to guide them got lost somewhere I out there ?'' "Not likely, 6ir. Shure, there'd l>e 1 a squad of the troops and half a dozen j old hands with .'em if it was Harvey's. ; This has come from the pass, and it | won't be long before they'll be coming i ahead. You'll need your carbine then, i D?n that man Mullan! Can't I wake ! him yet?" Apparently not. Even the well di- 1 rected kick only evoked a groan. Tak- j ing a couple of carbines, Feeny returned ' to the major, silently handing him one j oovi'nnr ' Tt 'a T Ui. UIO >VCU|iUUOt lug, x v 4V..V.W., W.., and here's more cartridges." Then again both men listened intently. No sound now. The hammering had ceased. One, two minutes they waited, then nearer at hand than before, 1 clear, sharp and distinct, out from the , darkness came the unmistakable crack of a whip. At the sound Feeny knelt, i Click, click! went the hammer of his carbine to full cock. Another moment i of breathless silence. Then the muffled ; sound of hoofs, the creak of wagon ' springs, then a voice: "It can't be faraway. Ride ahead ; and see if you can't rout somebody out." And then Feeny's challenge again rang out on the still night air, followed instantly by muffled sound of stir and excitement in the ranch behind them. "Who comes there?" "Hello! What's that? Who's that? Is that Moreno?" "Who comes there, I say? Halt! or j I'll fire!" "For God's sake, don't fire man! i We've got ladies here." "What ladies? Who are you any- : how? Quick!" "George Harvey's daughters of Tuc- j son. I'm his son." "God be praised!" shouted Feeny, springing to his feet and rushing for- ; ward. "Are they all 6afe?unharmed? ! Where did you overtake them?" "Overtake whom? What in blazes I are you talking about?" queried a tall, { slender fellow, bending down from his j saddle. "Who are you?'' "Sergeant Feeny of the cavalry, and i here's the maior dust back of me." "Major who?" "Major Plummer?him you was talking with this morning when you came for help," answered Feeny, his voice tremulous with excitement. Already he was beginning to see light. "Why, I've never seen Major Plummer nor any other major today. The only troops I met were Sergeant Wing and his guard at the pass just after nightfall. Have you met the Apaches? You saw the signal of course." "Signal, yes, but devil an Apache. Tell me now, wasn't it you was here at Moreno's this morning begging for troops to go and fetch your ladies down from the Gila? Wasn't it you sent the note saying they was run off by Indians?" And as was the case whenever excited, Feeny's grammar ran to seed. "Not a bit of it. My sisters are here, safe and sound. We'd have been here an hour ago but for slipping a tire. < Is father here?" "Talk to him, major. I'm done up entirely," was all poor Feeny could say, as between relief, rejoicing and the inestimable comfort of finding he was right in his theories, after all, ho dropped his carbine, threw himself upon the soft, sandy ground and fairly rolled over and over in his excitement and emotion. What wondering eyes, what startled ears were at the wagon doorway as, in \ his ponderous manner, the major en- 1 deavored to tell of the morning's adven- j ture and the counterfeit presentment of 1 the Ned Harvey now beforo him. Long i before he could finish the thoughtful : son begged an instant's interruption. "And father has gone on the trail to the Christobal?" "Yes, an hour ago." "After him, Leon! Ride like the i devil, even if you have to ride all night. Fetch him back here as quick 1 as you can. Tell him Fan and Ruth are safe here at Moreno's." In 10 minutes the Concord wagon, I with its fair freight, now trembling and excited, was standing side by side with j the paymaster's ambulance. The weary j mules were unhitched and with the sad- I die horses led in to water. The major and the sergeant, prompting each oth- 1 *-vn "wmHi tlioiv rnpitnl U?rvpv listening with attentive ear. "It is one of the most perfect plants they ever put up," ho burst in, grind- | ing his teeth in wrath. "Of course ' they knew of father's movements and ; of mine. They know everything. They ! knew we were to meet hero probably, i They felt assured you knew nothing of it at all. They have used our supposed peril to draw away your guard. They have succeeded even better than they planned, for they have drawn off father, j too, and four of our best men into the bargain. But to think that this old j scoundrel Moreno should be in it! We've always suspected the Ceralvo set, but father has done everything for Moreno, practically built his ranch for him, dug his well, set him up in busi- . ness, and now lie makes this a rendez- | vous for thugs and assassins. By heaven, I'm glad you have him trapped. How many has he with him do you j think?" "I don't know. 1 only feel 6ure he must have one or two, but it's the main gang we have to watch," answered Feeny. "They may bo along any minute, and I thought it was them when j we heard you." "And that's what is worrying me, Mr. Harvey," said the major as he drew the young man aside. "All they ' are after now, of course, is my safe full I of money. It is my business to defend it to the last, and they can't have it without a fight. You and your sisters nrflimiril v tliev would 110t molest, but by this time they know you aro here. Very possibly they've followed closely j 011 your trail aiul may be gathering all . around us at this moment. Let me be brief. The sooner you can hitch in those mules again, or those relay mtiles ! rather, and get out of here the better." "Ah, but, major, how about tho . Apaches in the Santa Maria? We would get there, you know, just about daybreak.:' '' By Jupiter, I never thought of them! j You wouldn't have your guard now , that your father's gone." "No. We've simply got to stay here, major. Personally I'm only too glad to be here to help you out. It cannot be long before the troops come hurrying back when they find they've been tricked. Very probably they have found it out by this time." Then, with quick decision, he stepped back .to tho I door of tho Concord. "Girls! Paquita! Huthie! Tumble out, both of you. We're to stay hero at Moreno's tonight. " And, the paymaster aiding, I the silent, trembling" sisters were lifted 1 from the wagon and led away into t! one guestroom?the east room?where, ; pistol in hand, still sat Dawes on the , Bafe. The wraps aud pillows were quickly passed in. The littlo hurricane : lamp was stood in one corner. A hun- 1 Mjff I The silent, trembling sisters were lifted from?thc wagon. die of cavalry blankets, left behind by \ the detachment when it took the trail, was spread out upon the earthen floor. , The safe was hauled into the empty barroom, and bidding his sisters lie down and fear nothing, assuring them of their perfect safety there and urging them to sleep all they could against ' their move at dawn, Edward Harvey, i looking wel' to his arms and bidding : his two men to do likewise, came forth ! and joined his soldier friends. "There are five of us now against Morales and his outfit, and I'll just bet i my horse we can thrash 'em." "Only 11 o'clock," muttered old Plummer as he struck a match and consulted his watch. "It's been the longest evening I've ever spent; but, j thank God, our worst fears are at an j end. 1 never doubted for a moment that your sisters were captives. Who ; could the man have been who personat- ; ed you?" . "I don't know. I've heard of hira ' once before. Ho is about iny height I and build, but darker, they say, and with more of Mexico in his manner. He has been to Tucson, but 1 never heard of his masquerading over my name until now, though 1 have heard of the resemblance. Ho must have copied my writing, too, to so completely fool father." "Oh, that was a mere scrawl on soft paper with a broad, pointed pencil. There was no time to scrutinizo.it closely," explained tho major. "Now, Feeny, you're officer of the guard. How do you want to post us?" "It's what I've been thinking of, sir, ; ever sizice? Mr. Harvev got in, and we've no time to lose. We~ can:i icophslc.this adobe now, but wo can barricade the door of these two rooms and stand off a good sized gang. Mr. Harvey will of course want to be where he can look after tho ladies, but if 1 can put one of his men in the corral?one who can be relied upon to shoot down any of Moreno's people who should try to come out?1 think we can look out for the rest. Any minute now they'll be coming. First thing, run these two wagons around to tho corral, so as to clear the approaches. There mustn't be anything behind which they can hide or take shelter " And laying hold of the pole while willing hands manned the spokes Feeny soon had the Concord and the weather beaten ambulance safely out of the way. Then came a moment of consultation as to which of Harvey's men would be best suited for the onerous post opposite the enemy's door and then a sudden and breathless silence. "Listen!" whispered Feeny. "That is a signal. Hist! you'll bear it again presently." Grasping their rifles with nervous hands, the five men stood huddling in a little group at the west end of the low, flat building Somewhere out on the dark expanse I toward the peak a long, low whistlo, j ending in an abrupt high note, had j sounded. For a moment there was no ; repetition. The invisible foe was sig- j naling for reply. From whom could ! answer be expected but Moreno ? "Watch the old scoundrel's window j there and this shutter over here," whis- j pered the 6ergeant, indicating a board j covered port in the westward wall. I "They'll try to show a light perhaps. Run around into the corral and smash the^irst man that tries to come out. I'll tend to any feller that shows a bead hereabouts." Harvey turned with his employee and ran with him as far as the other end of the ranch. Here he entered the low doorway. The little lamp burned dimly, but two pairs of dark dilated eyes gleamed eagerly upon him. "I'm going to close this door now, girlies," he whispered. "Lie still. Do not venture near it or the window and don't be frightened. It looks as though some of the Morales gang were around hero hoping to find the paymaster unguarded. We'll give them a lesson they'll never forget if they attempt to attack him." *"| " n. iV tt l r or an answer num narvey umy nestled closer to her sister and clung to i her for courage and support. Paquita, however, became amazonian at once. "Is there nothing I can do, Ned? I can't bear to lie here listening and taking no part. Surely I could shoot a pis- j tol well enough." "You can help us best and most by j lying flat and showing not so much as I a finger at the door. We can tend to them, Fan. It won't be long before fa- j ther and the troop come galloping back. Don't show a light, now, unless wo call." Then he darted to the barroom. "Are they coming?" hailed the clerk in a hoarse whinner. "Somebody signaled out on the plain. ! It's probably they. Look out for Moreno now. Don't let him or anybody through that door." Far out on the desert again, louder, shriller, clearer, the whistlo was repeated. "Ah, blow and be d d to ye!" muttered Feeny. "There's 110 answer from hero ye'll get this night. Watch out now. Some of 'em will try to crawl up after a little." But nearly five minutes passed withnnt <?thcr ciirn (,r snmiil Then closer in a horse stamped anil snortoil. A coarse Mexican voice muttered a savage oath. Feeny, crouching low, darted into the darkness in the direction of the sound. Plummer and Harvey would havo restrained liiin, but it was too late. Ho was gono before either could speak. Then a latch creaked and snapped behind them, and slowly and cautiously the wooden shutter began to open outward. In an instant Harvey had raised his rifle and struck the resounding board a fierce blow with the butt. The door flew back, crashing in violent contact against the grizzled pate of Moreno himself, who, with a howl of mingled rage and anguish, fell back from the aperture. "Open that again, and I'll blow your head oft, yoi. scoundrel!" growled Harvey. "Don't you dare show hair nor hide outside your room. Every man has orders to shoot you on sight, if that's any comfort to you." Only for a second had the old Mexi can's head appeared, only an instant had he for plea or protestation, but that instant had served to show a narrow streak of light from the room within, and this mere crack revealed to tho watchful eyes out upon the plain tho position of tho ranch?possibly told them something more, tor in less than half a minute two horsemen camo looming up out of th j darkness and cantering fearlessly toward them. Phlegmatic as he was, old Plunnner's nerves gave a twitch as, sharp and stern, young Harvey challenged. ' Halt there! Wlionroyou? Halt! or we fire." "Friends, "shouted one voice,"Amer icans," tho other, as promptly tho order to halt wiis obeyed, the trained horses going almost on their haunches under the cruel force of tho hugo Mexican hit. "Wo are seeking Moreno's," continued tho first voice. "Tho Apaches jumped our outfit just after sunset, and wo had to run for it." "How many aro there of you all told?" demanded Harvey. "Only us two. We're partners, prospecting. Been down toward the Sonora line. For the Lord's sake, gentlemen, don't keep us out hore. We've lost everything we've had?packs, packers and grub. We're about dead beat for a drink and something to eat." "What do you think of this, major?" whispered Harvey. "Those are Americans sure." "Well, I'd let 'em in," said tho major, "but whero the devil's Feeny? Urt'o flm l.oof runllv Thpir storv AIO a tiiv uvod . -??? ?~~y may bo all true. They may bo alone." "1 don't know?it isn't likely. You heard that voice out there a moment ago. That was Mexican beyond any doubt. We've got to stand those fellows of! till wo hear from Feeny." Then, raising his voice, Harvey called: "Just stay where you are a moment. You'ro all right perhaps, but our guards have orders to be on tho lookout for Morales and his gang, and you might get 6hot by mistake." "Well, for God's sake, turn out your men, if you've got any, and help us catch these murdering thieves," was tho impatient reply. "How many are you?" "Oh, there's plenty of us here," was Harvey's cheery answer. " Most of C troop, but we've other business on hand I III The order to halt was obeyed. just now. You wait there quietly for a ininuto or two until the sergeant comes around with the patrol. He'll see to you." And then, as though the whole thing had been planned beforehand, out in the darkness to tho north Feeny's voico was heard in low toned but sharp com! mandT "Patrol, halt! Ciosd ttHhf,re- Ken* nedy. Where are you, No. 5?" And so, cool and confident ii2 though he had a dozen troopers at hisv-fc9cJ^ Feeny came striding up to tho spot. "What's tho matter, sentry? Didn't I hear you parleying here with somebody?" "Two strangers out there, sergeant, say they're prospectors and been jumped by Apaches.'' "Where away are they?" Then in a low tone, "Go you out beyond the corral," he whispered to old Plummer. "There's four of them out there. Challenge if they try to come in." Then aloud again, "Shure, I don't see anything, sentry." "Right out ahead there, sergeant. Two men, mounted." "Comedown, one of ye. Dismount and come in here. L'ave your gun behind. Give your reins to your pal there," was Feeny's next mandate. There was a moment of hesitation, a faint sound of whispering a3 though the self styled prospectors were in consultation, and again Feeny spoke in a tone more sharp and imperative: "Dismount, one, I say. Come in here, or I'll send a bullet for your cards. Quick now." Still another delay. The "prospectors" seemed anxious to edge off into deeper darkness. "If ye're not off that horse's back in 10 seconds, be jabers, I'll fire. So be lively." And as his excitement roso 60 did Feeny's Irish. Four, five seconds ticked by, and still there was no approach. Fiercely, with sharp emphasis, the sergeant brought his carbine to full cock. '"It's, aiming I am," 6aid ho as he quickly raised the butt to his shoulder. There was a sudden scurry and scramble of horses' hoofs, low voiced words of warning and a muttered curse or two. Then leaped a tongue of firo into the night, and from the corral comer came a sharp report, followed by a cry, a gurgle, a groan, then 6ilence. "My God! they've shot the major!" exclaimed Harvey as he leaped away in the direction of the shot. At the same moment away sped the two horsemen in front of the post. No use to fire. They wero shrouded in thick darkness and out of harm's way before one could pull trigger. Then came two flashes, two quick reports, then half a dozen rapid, sputtering revolver shots, then a vengeful howl and a rush out on the plain. Feeny ran like a deer on j the trail of Mr. Harvey, and in less time than it takes to tell it they came upon tho paymaster, sinking, shocked and nerveless to the sandy soil, his hands clapping on his side. "Pick him up, you and your man there. Carry him into the ranch. I'll bate bnck those blackguards yet," muttered Feeny as ho took a quick snap shot at some dim object flitting across the plain and sent anothei into the dark?r>ca ni'inimr \-nmiolv where ho could """I ?o "O~?J -- ? hear the thuil of horses' hoofs. For a | moment, running from point to point j after each discharge, ho kept up a rapid j fusillade, under cover of which thehapI less paymaster was born swiftly away j around the corner of the ranch and car1 ried into the bar, where, wild with anxiety, but faithful to his trust, Mr. Dawes still guarded the safe. Then Harvey stepped through tho narrow, doorway to the eastern room. "I have to borrow tho lamp a moment, Fan," ho whispered. "Now, lie still. We may have to stand a siege j awhilo until father can reach us. " Two minutes more, bending low and with his last cartridge crammed into tho ; chamber of his carbine, Feeny turned to make a run for the ranch. Just as he | camo speeding in past tho westward | wall tho wooden shutter was hurled open, and a strange voice, loud, exultant, strident, burst upon his ear. "Come 011, Pasqual! Come" But tho rest was lost in the roar of Feeny's ready weapon. The rude fa"Ii'l" of nil/ilui lilnviul rr>d ntu? insitnilt in i the flash of the carbine, and the loud ! report went bellowing out across the i plain. But within tho ranch thero went up a wail of terror and dismay, for Ramon Morales, shot through tho I brain, was stretched lifeless at tho foot of Moreno and his shuddering wife. And then Feeny. unscathed, leaped inside the barroom. "Now for it, men! Drag in those two drunken brute bastes," he cried, laying hold of Mullan's limp carcass. "Lug 111 wan of them water jars. Stick their d d heads into that trough TCnvir lui livi'hv Tlio wllolo j "VJ *' V" W'V V'*' ' ??- .. gang'll l?o uiius in less than a minute." To UK OXTIMTKH NKXT WKKK. She Stojiiifd the Train. ; The New Zealand papers notice an I amusing instance of the manner in which j colonial railway trains are sometimes stopped. The engine driver of a fastexj press, noticing a lady waving her hand at a station whero the train was not timed to stop, as if she wished "to get aboard," stopped tho train, only to disj cover that the lady wanted to know if I i ny passenger had change for a 5 shil| lug piece. ' Ittisrrllancous ^tailing. FIRE INSURANCE. A large proportion of the dwellings ' 1 in North Carolina are, doubtless, in- I ; sured against loss by fire in some fire ; | insurance company. Prudent men, j j now-a-days, almost always carry some ; insurance. It will, perhaps, be within the mark | j to say, that in a fourth of the cases in j ' which insurance is carried, if a fire j tt-oro tn nrvair nothing could be recov- ! "v,w vv""' J U ered under the policy. And why ? j i Because some of the numerous matters j exist which avoid the policy, j Now take down your fire insurance j policy, which perhaps you have never j . read, and read it over, not omitting the ; fine print. In most of the policies it I will be seen that the following matters, 1 among others, are named in the policy i as avoiding the policy : 1. Any material fact in writing not I correctly represented; 2. Over valuation of the property ; 3. Subsequent insurance without permission ; 4. If, being personalty, it is removed without permission ; I 5. If property be changed so as to in- j crease risk ; j 6. If the property be sold ; 7. If policy be assigned ; 8. If title to property be changed in J ! anyway; 9. If assured be not sole owner of i property; 10. If interest of insured in property ! ' be not properly stated ; 11. If building be and remain un; occupied ten days ; 12. If fire works, benzine, pretrole- ! urn, nitro-glycerine, more than twenty- I j five pounds of gunpowder, or moro i ! than one barrel of kerosene oil be used j ' or kept on the premises; Quite a long list. And, even in case ; i of tire, there being nothing to avoid j i the contract, the company is not an- ' ; swerable, if such fire occurred by rea- I son of riot, or insurrection, or from , lightning, or by reason of a wind, cy- [ i clone or tornado blowing down the i building. To which it should be added the further condition that suit must be brought | within one year after the fire; and, in case of fire, the company has the op- | lion to replace the building, or to pay ! . three-fourths of the face of the policy, 1 ; provided the property is worth theinI surance; and if not worth the amount j of insurance, then three-fourths of its | cash value. iSome of the conditions in contracts ' j of insurance our courts have held to | be void, as against public policy. For j example, No. 2 above. If one overvalue his property, this will uot avoid I the contract, unless the over-valuation i is fradulent and intentional. I And also perhaps, No. 12 ; the mere ; [ 'httvi^nnv prohibited explosives on the I j premises woiifti fro.^-IPldJhe contract, , : unless such explosives caused the frr?*"j ' Let us illustrate by means of a few ex| amples : J Mrs. Sugg insured her dwelling, and after that time took out other insur! ance without notifying the first comj pany. As a matter of fact she did not think of it and had no intention to injure the insurance company. But, our court said that it was so written in the contract. So Mrs. Sugg received no insurance money when the house burned. See 3 above. So take G, 8, 9, 10 above. The contract which one makes with an insur i ancc company to the effect that he is the ! sole owner in fee of the property pro| posed to be insured, and that there are ! no incumbrances on it, is binding on j the insured, and an error in either of I these particulars avoids the contract. Mr. Cuthbertson, in Uuion couuty, ! ! after his building was burned, sued the | j company ; and it appearing that he [ ignorantly signed an application for : ' insurance in which he stated that he . owned in fee the land on which the I house stood, whereas, in truth and I in fact, he had built the house on laud : leased by himself, he did not recover ; his policy. A dwelling recently burned in Oxford, j upon which were several mortages, all j i unknown to the company in which in- i | surance was taken. The owner did ! not know that he had no right to | mortgage his house, after taking out [ insurance on the same, without perj mission of the company. Of course j he was entitled to nothing after the | dwelling was burned; but the company generotisly compromised with i him and paid him something. How many men know they ought , I not to suffer their insured residences to : be vacant ten days without a "permit'' i from the company ? And yet, no j doubt, if a fire occurred after the ten i days, and while the insured property j ; was still vacant, no insurance could be 1 1 recovered. Of course, this is on the I j supposition that the policy requires : I that the house shall be occupied. It | would then be, no doubt, a "continued , warranty." Such clauses are not inserted in poli- ) 1 cies of insurance taken on barns, staj hies and other houses not intended to be occupied. In these cases the rate j ; of insurance is higher generally than when the building is occupied. Now, in a ease that Hornthal & Bro., ' j brought against an insurance company, j j it appeared that the insured made an approximation of the amount of their j i previous insurance to the agent of the , I defendant company. It also appeared ; ; that the company was not correctly i informed by the agent. But our court ; said that the plaintiffs, in these cir- j i cumstances, ought to recover on the j i policy. Let us consider section 5 above. Suppose that after insurance is effected, I , the insured property is altered so as ! to increase the risk. That is to say, ' | suppose that another building is placed I bo near as to be in the fire limit; or . the pipes run into the sides of the , 1 dwelling instead of into well-sc- j ' cured fines or chimneys; or suppose, \ indeed, that the dwelling is greatly | | added to or enlarged without permis- ' sion, and such addition increases the I ! risk, in case of a fire, under these j changed conditions, perhaps no dam- ! ages could he recovered. In fine, no man ought to mortgage or otherwise encumber his insured property ; or take out additional insur- . anee on the same ; or add to it ; or > carry explosives, etc.,011 the premises; j or permit a house that is insured ns a [ dwelling to remain vacant more than ; ten days without permission from the , company carrying the insurance. When applying for insurance, if it is asked of the agent, he will attach 1 a ''lightning clause" to the policy, by J the terms of which, in the event of fire ! by lightning, the company is liable. Sometimes, if not always, the insured agrees that the ashes shall be properly secured, or emptied a safe distance from the dwelling. In the event i of a fire, because of the failure to com- : ply with this agreement, the company ; would not perhaps he answerable. The statement and agreement that ; suit shall be brought within one year ; j nfter the fire, is not a statue of limita- ' tions. Hut it is a binding contract, j ! And if a party delays to bring suit j ! more than one year, and the delay he j I not caused by the act and conduct of the company, perhaps the insured could I not maintain his suit. In this connection, and referring to the recent article on "Telegrams," it ! is proper to say that the recent ruling . of our court is, that the party seeking damages against the telegraph com- | | pauy, because of error in delivering a | ' message, must make the demand of the company in sixty days,?not that I suit must be brought within that time. If the demand he made in sixty days, | so as to put the company on its guard, suit may he brought as in other like : cases, under the statute of limitations, j So that, on the whole, it is to he observed ' that people should exercise great care j in matters pertaining to insurance, for the contracts of insurance companies are uot illy drawn. Your void policy of insurance and , your last year's almanac arc equally ' valuable.?Judge R. W. Winston in 1 Biblical Recorder. YOt'TH OF LAFAYETTE. The Story of the Enlistment of the Noble Frenchman. Mr. Charlemagne Tower, Jr., receut- j ly read an essay before the Historical ! Society of Pennsylvania upon "The j Coming of Lafayette to America," the j paper being substantially a resume of j the first chapter of Mr. Tower's histor- j ical work, "The Marquis de Lafayette in the American Revolution," upon j which he has been engaged - for sev- ! cral years. The singularly interesting j story of Lafayette's birth, his educa- j tion, his associations in France, his j first knowledge of the struggle in the j American colonies, his determination j to espouse the cause of liberty, and his escape from France at the age of 19 i years, to join the Continental army I under Geueral Washington, were dealt J with in a graphic vein, springing from ; the speaker's familiarity with his subject. "The Marquis de Lafayette," he said, "who was born at the Castle of Chav- I agnac, in the Province of Auvergne, on . September G, 1757, was the descendant I and representative of a long line of ; soldiers who had fought for the glory j of France from the time of the cru- j sades. It was a tradition in the fami- ! ly that the Lafayettes all died in battle, and died young. "The marquis, whose father had died j at the head of his regiment when 25 j years old, was left, therefore, to the ; care of his mother, who reared him in ' her native province until he was 11 : years old, when she took him to Paris ; to begin his education. A few years after entering there he was placed in a military school, and at the same time ; enrolled in the army list, that he might j have an early introduction to the pro- j fession which it might be said, he had J inherited. "At the outbreak of the American ! revolution. Lafavette was captain in the regiment de Noailles, which was j then doing garrison at Metz. He had i lost his mother a year or two before, | and through an uncle, had inherited a j large estate. His position at the j French court was well established, and had strengthened it still more by ' his marriage with Mile. Marie-Adriene j Francoise de Noailles, daughter of the j Duke d'Ayen. Everything pointed toward a bril- ! ?Jjfipt career for Lafayette in France, | but hTs~entto?22? for the cause of liberty in America made willing to i sacrifice it, if need be, and winfthrtj^3* I istation. "Curiously enough, he had no associations with the colonies of North America, and he had never heard of their struggle with Great Britain until one day in the later part of the year 1775, when he was invited to a dinner given by the commanding officer at Metz to the Duke of Gloucester, brother of King George the Third. The conversation turned on the affairs of England, and the duke, who was opposed to his brother's policy of oppression, spoke of the war in America. His words caught the attention of Lafayette and so intested him in the subject that he asked him many questious about it, to which the duke replied. His mind was fired with the thought of liberty ; tho cause seemed to him a just one, and the thought of a people striving to be free and independent presented to him so strong a feeling of heroism that he decided before he left j the table to go to America and fight . for them. "Lafayette carried out his purpose, J though not without many difficulties | which he found standing in bis way. | His family was violently opposed to it j as foolish and disgraceful, and took I measures at once to bring him back, us j they said, to reason. An exception must be made in this connection, of his | young wife, who did not join in the i outcry against him, but who supported j him throughout her life with tender- I ness and sympathy. "The government forbade him to go j out of France without leave, an inter- j diet which made him liable to punish- : ment as a deserter if he disobeyed it, ' because be was still an omcer in me i French army. Although sympathy J with the colonies was not lacking iu France, yet the French government ! was not then prepared for a rupture I with Great Britain, and the semblance of peace was scrupulously maintained, i "Lafayette found himself beset with obstacles. None of his maturer advisers would countenance his under- | taking. "In the midst of all opposition, however, the courage and determination of ! the remarkable young man remained unshaken. He declared that he would never give up the cause he had es- ; poused, in spite of the hostility of the j government, the entreaties of his family, even of the commands of the king. He secretly presented himself to Silas Deane, the commissioner of the Conti- I nental congress, to whom he declared ; his intention, and offered his personal services and the aid of his private ; fortune in furthering the independence ( of the United States. "A contract was made by which he was to serve without pay as major i general in the American army. His I next step was to set out for America, but this was not easy, for close watch ' was kept 011 every port in France for , oAtlSmv f a fbo TTniforl Qtnf ac i vcaacis oaiiiu^ iu mv vtuvwi t He therefore determined to buy n ship I of his own, and with this view sent a I man to Bordeaux, which, in being j rather remote, was not so carefully i watched as the Northern ports. The | Victoire and her cargo were bought : and clearance papers takeu out for the West Indies. "He reached Bordeaux only to find that his departure was already known, that the King himself had issued an j order to him not to go America, and that the French officials were directed to arrest him and send him back. "Determined still not to give up, come what might, and in order to escupe the lettre de cachet which had heen sent after him, he sailed for a little Spanish port, Los Passages, in i the Bay of Biscay, where he finished his preparation. Ho sent a courier to | ask that the royal interdict be removed ; but, not receiving a reply immediately, although assured that the order would not be withdrawn, lie | concluded to accept the minister's ? ' 1 ! I ? J silence 'as consent,' ami saueu un April '20, 1777. After a tedious voy- | age he landed in South Carolina the middle of June. While still upon tho 1 ocean he wrote to his wife: 'As the t defender of that liberty which I adore, j free myself beyond all others, coming as a friend to ofler my services to this most interesting republic, I bring 1 with me nothing but my own free heart and my own good will?no ambition to fulfill and no selfish interest to serve.'' "Shortly after his arrival he set out i by land for Philadelphia, where he presented himself to congress. "His contract was fulfilled and he joined General Washington's army a short time before the battle of Brandy- 1 wine, in which engagement he dis- j I tinguished himself immediately, re- | ceivinga British musket ball in the leg. j "This was the beginning of a career in which the Marquis de LaFayette's < well known services proved of inesti- ' mable value to this country, and which , has established his memory forever in the gratitude and affection of the American people."?Philadelphia Pub- ! lie Ledger. PRESERVING APPOMATTOX RELICS. I Work has just been finished on a pro- | jeet of unusual interest that was un- 1 dertaken by the war department some months ago, involving the marking of the important spots at and around the old Appomattox courthouse, connected with the surrender of Lee to Grant in I860. During the early summer it was suggested to Secretary Lamont by Mr. Kirkley, one of the members of I the board having in charge the publi- j cation of the records of the rebellion, that it was now time to mark these j spots if it was ever to be done, as the ! landmarks are fast being obliterated by j the passage of years. The secretary j saw the importance of this, and imrae- j diately gave orders to have the idea j carried out. Since then Major Davis, . the head of the hoard, has been work- ' ing hard, and has at last succeeded in I having all the points of interest at I Appomatox mar.ked in a permanent j manner. This is done by means of cast-iron j tablets that are fastened to iron posts ; five feet long. They are sunk into the ground a sufficient depth to secure stability and hear the tablets, which are about three feet long by two high, in a slantiiig position, on a level with the eye. The letters are two and a i quarter inches high, and stand out I in good relief so that they can be ; read some distance off. A contrast ; in black and white paint gives them great legibility. The tablets start at the station where i the new court house is now located, j They are merely signboards with ar- I rows pointing in the direction of the j old courthouse, which stood about j three miles from the railroad. The I road that connects it with the station ! is the old Lynchburg turnpike, and ' runs in a generally northern direction from the station. The troops of each side were encamped on both sides of the road. The preliminary tablets merely direct the visitor to the courth.ouse. About half way to the site of the ' surrender is the first marking tablet, ! announcing: "On this spot were established the headquarters of Lieutenant-Gencral Ulysses S. Grant, U. S. A., on the afternoon of April U, 18(15." The next in order along the road is the most interesting, reading thus: "This tablet marks the site of the house owned and occupied by Wilmer ATpT.pnn in which General U. S. Grant. and General Kobert E. Lee, C. S. A., met and agreed upon the terras of surrender of the Army of Northern Virginia, on the afternoon of Sunday, April 9, 1865." A few rods further up the road the visitor comes upon the site of the old court house, the story of which is told in"??l<5 third tablet thus : "Here stood AppomaiT&K< rt house;built 1842; burned 1892."Tte- ins of the old building are still to be seetn? On the morning following the'ib^V ing between the generals in the Mc^T~ Lean house, both of them started out from their headquarters and rode on horseback down the side of the road, which was very muddy, for the purpose of a further interview. They met about half way at a spot, a little north of the courthouse, on the west side of the road. Here is erected a tablet to this effect: "On this spot Lieutenant-General Ulysses S. Grant, U. S. A., and General ltobert E. Lee, C. S. A., met on the morning of April 10, 1865." Then the lines of both sides are j marked. The line of Union outposts : on the morning of Sunday, April 9, ; crossed the road just beyond the meeting place, and that of the Confederate ! outposts is noted about 200 yards further on. The surrender was consummated by ! the Confederate troops marching down ' toward the south from their encamp- j meut up the road, and passing in front | of a line formed by the first division of | the fifth corps of the Union army. As j the road had been terribly cut up by j tbe wheels of the artillery, and was a sea of mud, the troops were drawn up | on the east side of the road, in the j field, facing west, so that the left flank was to the south. The Confederates I filed through the space between the ! line and the road and stacked arms i there. At a point just in front of Mr. I Peers's house, and almost across the road from the meeting place of the j two generals, is a tablet, as follows : j "Near this point was established tho left flank of the first division of the j fifth corps, Army of the Potomac, on the morning of April 11, 1865, to receive tbe surrender of the arms of the Army of Northern Virginia." A similar tablet marking the loca- : tion of the right flank of the division is planted about 200 yards farther ! north. The interesting question of the spot from which was fired the last shot of this remarkable campaign is settled by tbe location of a tablet at a point east from the road, about a hundred yards distant, and half as far behind the I Peers house, which reads : "From this | spot was fired the last shot from the artillery of the Army of Northern Virginia, on the morning of April 9, I 1865." Immediately ufter the surrender, the famous apple tree that figured so largely in the transaction was dug up j by soldiers who saw its immense value 1 us a relic. They went down several feet in order secure the roots iutact. The site of this tree is, therefore, all that can be marked today. It stood a * ' f x t_ _ .1 j i nn . lew yarns west. 01 toe roau, unu iuu yards or so north of the courthouse. The tablet that has been placed there bears this inscription : "Near this spot stood the apple tree under which General Robert E. Lee rested while waiting the return of a Hag of truce sent by ! him to General 17. S. Grant, on the morning of April 9, 18G">."?Washing- j ton Star. Irish Superstition.?Of the superstitions among the Irish peasantry, tlie author of "Seventy Years of Irish Life," mentions one relating to funerals. It was believed that the last person buried in a churchyard was obliged in purgatory to carry water to allay the thirst of all previously buried I there. So, if there happened to be two funerals in the same ground, the same day, the lively competition to get into the graveyard first not infrequently led to a light. He tells the story of such a contest, where the two parties were approaching the entrance from different directions. The one nearest the gate were elated at its InrL- when suddenlv the other party seized their coflin and threw it over the wall before the others eould get their burden inside in the regular way. j The result was a battle between the the rival processions. Things to Kkkt Clkar Of.?Keep clear of personalities in general conversation. Talk of things, thoughts, objects. The smallest minds occupy themselves with personalities. I'er- j sonalities must sometimes be talked > because we must learn and find out men's characters for legitimate objects: but it is with confidential persons. l)o not needless report ill of others. There are times when we are compelled to say, "I do not think ( Bouncer is a true and honest man; | but when there is no need to express an opinion, let poor Bouncer swagger away. Others will take his measure, no doubt, and save you the trouble of analyzing him and instructing them : and as far as possible dwell on the good side of human beings. There are family boards where a constant process of assigning motives and cutting up j character, goes forward. They are not pleasant places. One who is healthy does not wish to dine at a dissecting ' table. There is evil enough in man, God knows ; but it is not the mission of every young man to detail and report it. Keep the atmosphere as pure as possible, and fragrant with gentle- . ness and charity. "OLD BILLY." There is alwavs some old fellow in every remote country town who ought ; to be culled the chronicler of death , and disaster. He has lived in the town for forty or fifty years, maj be, and while he retains a very hazy recollection of the pleasant things that ha\ t happened, he can tell you of all the unpleasant things with photographic \ acccuracy. A gentleman of this city, cjovs the New Yprk Tribune, recently revisited his native villiage?Slowtowu j we will call it because that isn t its i name?after an absence of twentyyears, and met one of these old fellows j who had been one of his boy coniP*": I ions, but was now known as 01(1 j B*"Well Billy," he said, after mutual crreetincs "I suppose you can tell me j all about everybody. We will beg,? with ol<l NiBBles, whose orchard e used to rob. I suppose he is dead and gone long ago." "Wusser'n that," said B ly. Me , fell down a hundred-foot well, and the , well was so narrer that they couldn t cet his body out nohow. So they just , nut a big stun over the well and erect- , S a mognyn,ent on it with the words j ^reMI? . leetle unconvenient to have the grave so nigh the house, but it wa n t nigh very long." "Why, how was that.' . t _ "Ob the house burned down in two , weeks,' jist the day arter the insurance , run out. The Widder Niggles, she took on wuss about the fire than abou the old man ; but she soon had something more than the fire to think of. | "What wa? that?" . "She got married again; fulei named Stackpole. Come from the West, Got her to sign all Jhei land to him, and then sellin' it for half Us val- , ly in cash, he ran away. ? 1 "And did she never hear of him. I "Oh, yes; two years arter a feller call- , ed on her in the poorhouse, where she was and told her that Josh had been strung up by a committee for stealin , bosses, and that be seniI her the only , vallyble thing he had, a lock ot hair as asouveneei. j "Well, well ! How things do happen when you leave a place. N ' ^11 me about Jack Holbrook who used to spell us all down in school. "Oh, he came to a bad, said Billy, as he picked up a straw u"d b^" chewing it. "Married a widder with five children, two on them twins. | Pretty soon' afterwards he came ( into a fine house and farm by the . ieath of his father, and the widder, vou know, was a kind o mes- i his wltefw^e made passes on Jack merist, uncrTj*!^^^ ;n ? one day, and gonh?--?r? .------- | and made him sign a deed of the prop pity to her. When he woke up, she fold him the land was hern, and when he began to kick, she mesmerized him i some more. Mebbe you won't believe it but she has been mesmerizing him : fo'r twenty years. He never thinks, of kicking at anything now. All she has got to do is to jiggle her hands at him a few times, and he is as helpless ?3"Why* Billy, haven't you anything . to tell me good about the old town . "Guess not," said Billy. "Hold on, though. Hi Wheelock?you remember him-used to be sweet on your gal, you know-well, he got rich .in the grain and produce business, and when he had inore'n he knew what to do with, he doubled his pile in the new | railroad. That's his house you see on , the hill; purty sightly place, and cost a heap of money, too. But Lor I bless ve he's had trouble, too . Had i a boy*lie thought a deal on. Sent him to college, and then want him to go to a theological cemetery, or some sieh , tiling. But Harry wasn't bu.lt hat way. Thought he'd go into politics, | an' now he's the biggest drunkard in , the county. Say, ye're not going are , ve? If ye'd stay, I'd tell ye how Su- j sie Clayton married a travlin showman and how Billy Haydock went out West, and came back in three > with only one sock an' n ?oonJ.hand coat; an' bow Steve Carson failed up the year arter he opened his Mee-tropeliton cash store, an' how the Granger boys got sent to State prison for stealin', an' how old Squire Burton lost 300 sheep in the blizzard?" But the visitor had fled in search of ! an optimist from whom he might learn j something cheerful about the old j town. A GRAIN OF WHEAT. VarloiiN Operation* It Uudergot'S Before Becoming Flour. One who has never been in a flouring j mill of the largest size cannot realize what a peculiar lot of noises are made by the machinery. As soon as the wheat enters the machine from the | long spout which brings it down from the upper floors, it falls between two rollers of iron?"chilled iron"' they call it?and a very hard iron it is, too. One of of these rollers revolves rapid- ; ly, the other more slowly, in order that the separation of the coat, or bran, from the kernel may be more easily accomplished. The wheat first passes between rollers separated just ; enough to allow the coat to be crushed, j It is then carried away up to the top of the mill again, to a room where the sun vainly tries to shine in through the flour coated windows, far above the i city's roofs. It next passes over a ' wire sieve, which separates the brau j from the kernel proper. This bran, which contains much of | the Hour material, again passes down j and is ground once more, this process being repeated four times, making live i grindings, each one liner than the one preceding it. Each time the librous or bran portions are more completely separated, and at last the bran comes out a clear brownish husk with evenparticle of Hour removed. The inside part of the kernel has meanwhile been going through a very interesting process. After the first grinding or breaking it passes to a big six-sided, revolving wheel covered with a line wire netting, or sieve. Through this reel the liner portions of the kernel pass, coming out in what is called "middlings," a granulated mass which goes hack to the rollers for another crushing. This process is repeated through five reels, all but the first being of silk. The last one has 120 threads to the lineal inch. The Hour which conies out of the fifth reel, while white in hue, is yet not of the finest or "patent" i i .A .1 1 _ 11K..1 fj grade, mil is ciasseu as uukci s, m second-grade flour. The middlings above referred to are purified by an interesting process. They aro passed over a fine wire sieve, through the upper part of which a strong current of air is passed. This holds in suspense the tiny portions of fibrous matter which may have been in the flour, and, at last, after this process of middlings purifying has | been carefully carried out, tue nour appears a spotless, snowy white?the "patent" flour as it is called. In the process of grinding in this gradual and repeated way, the germ of the wheat? a tiny particle about the size of a mustard seed?is separated from the white flour. It is what one might call tiie life-part of the wheat. If it were ground up it would not leave the "patent" Hour so white and powdery, so it is separated in one of the sievings, and passes into the darker or lower grade of Hour. It contains, however, the best and most nutritious part of the wheat. The last thing that happens to the pulverized kernel before it is ready for market, is the filling of barrels or sacks. Down many stories through a smooth tube comes the white or "patent" Hour. Under the tube is'the barrel or sack, as the case may be, and, as it begins to fill, a steel augur, just the size of the barrel, bores down into the Hour, packing it carefully and solidly beneath the broad blades.?St. Nicholas. NIGHT WORK l)ANUKR()l'S. A Washington l'ost reporter made acquaintance the other day of a hale and vigorous old gentleman who was visiting Washington from the "rowdy West," as the old fellow himself styled his home in a little Western town. "You fellers," he remarked, "who work on mornin' papers have to be out considerable late at night, don't you?" The Post man replied allirmatively. "Well, I've had to be out pretty late myself many a time in my career, and have had all sorts of experiences in the dark," said the old veteran. "'Spose you go home often when the moon ought to have shown, but didn't; no gaslight; every door barred against you, and night's sable curtain sabler than Tophet, haven't you?" The reporter acquiesced. "Hear all sorts of strange sounds ; signs creaking; cats caterwauling; dogs howling; no place to run in even if Julius Ciesar's ghost should appear. Isn't that so ?" went on the cheerful old gentleman. These conditions were also admitted by the reporter. "Yes, I know," he continued. "Been there myself. 'Course you've been waylaid in the dark; sandbagged; held tip by thugs occasionally ?" he asserted. The Post man drew the line at this, and denied ever having had such an experience. "Well, you will be, sure as shootin," weut on the aged man from the West. "Men who are out late at night?regularly every night?and especially reporters, must expect it. I've been there myself. I'll give you a pointer, which don't forget, my son. Never holler murder, as most people do, when the midnight assassin steals upon; you ; worst thing in the world you cau do. Nobody'U come; people in bed will cover up their heads and crouch low, and even the constables will have business in another direction. Murder is a scary word. Just holler fire. That'll fetch em ; every wiudow within the sound will be hoisted, and everybody in the house will tumble out in a jiffy. When you're assaulted, as you're bound to be, some day, yell up a conflagration. That'll bring up a crowd ; holler murder, and you're a goner." Maybe the ancient observer from th^owd^Wes^v^saf?ourTi?Ifl^ff5l!?ft^*'" 1 "Yankee."?There are comparatively few people who know the origin or meaning of the word "Yankee," by which we are accustomed, more or v less affectionately, to designate bur American cousins horn in the United \ States. When the Pilgrim Fathers \ landed on Plymouth Rock, the friendly Indians asked of what people they were, to which query they replied ; "English." But the red man got it "Yengeese," which soon became transformed into "Yankees." The people of the Southern States call Northerners, both East and West, "Yankees," as will be remembered by those familiar with the civil war. The people of the Western States, call all those living in Eastern States, or east of the Hudson river, "Yankees," and these are the only people who acknowledge. the name and also thus describe themselves. On the other hand all the English colonists, and the people of Great Britain, invariably call all citizens of the United States "Yankees," and when abroad they cheerfully accept and are generally proud of the title, which, as we have seen, means and is only a corruption of the word "English." The Origin of a Kiss.?In ancient ent times there were two lovers, Kisthenes, a shepherd, and Eurybia, a beautiful girl. As Kisthcnes was rather a long name for every day use. Eurybia called him Kis, and Kis called her Rib. One day as Rib was stooping down to lill her pitcher at the spring, she found a beautiful stone. Suddenly she heard an angry snort, and a clatter of hoofs behind her, and looking around, she saw the god Pan. lie demanded the stone from her to give to one of his nymphs but Rib refused to give it to him as she wanted it for Kis. Pan ran after her, but she ran very swiftly, and soon was close in Kis's embrace. Rib told him about the stone, and after some time Pan was driven away. For safety, Rib had put the stone between her lips, and as her arms were held down tight by the arms of Kis in his embrace, there was no way to get the stone. At last Kis took the stone from her lips with his own lips, and thus originated the kiss. Rib thought it so delightful that she told it to one of her friends, and this friend told it to some of her friends, and so it spread over the whole world. Rib named it "kiss" in honor of her lover Kisthenes. A Western Philosopher's Wis dom.?Every brute, wuen sue rciurus from Iter wedding trip, says she has married the best man in the world. Women's eyes grow too dim for reading or sewing, but they never grow too dim to detect paint from the real color on a girl's cheeks. "Dear Lord," said an Atchison man the other morning at grace, "I would ask Thy blessing on this food, but I realize it is cooked too miserably for for Thee to waste Thy valuable time in blessing; so instead 1 urge it upon Thee that Thou instill into my wife's heart that it is bettor to cook steak acceptably for one man than to raise $10 by working two weeks for a church social." The indignant woman has gone to her mother's.?Atchison Globe. fisaT English hotels always have butter of a peculiar flavor. It has long been a mystery to the Occidental cousin, but now the cat has escaped from the bag, and it is found to be flavored by linncv The lice Gleanings has the following: Honey in butter, an ounce to the pound, lias a two fold purpose: To improve the flavor, and to prevent the butter from becoming rancid. If an ounce of honey were sold in this country for every pound of first-Class butter, there would be quite a boom in the honey market. Is there a dairyman in our ranks to try this thing, and report his judgment as to the effect of honey in butter? ?aT" Three-foiltlis of the earth's surface is unfit for cultivation on account of mountain ranges, deserts, swamps, and barren ground.