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YORKVILLE ENQUIRER. ISSUED SEHI-WEEKLT. l. m. gbi8T's sons, publisher#. | % ^amitg Itemspaper: dfor the promotion o( the politieal, ?onat, ^ricnltoral, and <Eommei[aal Jnt^sts of the |eople. { ter*8wo^opy! n^1 ck^ncb' established 1855. YORKVILLE, 8. C., SATURDAY, JUNE 27, 1903. NO. 51. H & Sl if NtT slfc* skf ?sk 3t 3c *52 3c r^wSt. 3c 3b J05c v ?b j5f9^ ^ % , >*Tp* rtTo 9VV0 0Tpx> oT^ro ffW cy^c*> <rp : ill ORAl ? > 7*v ? * * \lp'.* ? ' *5lr1 ii^i GEORGE BAf ] ^3||a * CbpRrtffW, flu. by Herbert 5. St< < > yg:? tl + ??? ? ? ? > l"H ? * CHAPTER XX. THE APPROACHING ORDEAL. "/W^HE American has escaped!" I was the cry that spread I through Edelweiss the next morning. ~' ~ * -? It-J ik/v It brougnt Unaisguiseu renei iu luc faces of thousands. There was not one ? who upbraided Baron Dangloss for his astounding negligence. Never before had a criminal escaped from the tower. The only excuse, uttered In woebegone tone, was that the prison had not been constructed or manned for such clever scoundrels as Yankeesgood name for audacity. v The full story of the daring break 1 for liberty flashed from Hp to lip during the day, and It was known all over the water swept city before noon. Baron Dangloss himself had gone to the prisoner's cell early in the morning, mystified by the continued absence of * Ki,i tne guara. me uoor wa* mcaeu, uui from within came groans and cries. Alarmed at once, the captain procured duplicate keys and entered the cell. There he fonnd the helpless, blood covtred Ogbot, bound hand and foot and almost dead from loss of blood. The clothes of the American were on the floor, while his own were missing, gone with the prisoner. Ogbot as soon as he was able related his experience of the night before. It was while making his rounds at midnight that he heard moans from the cell. Animated by a feeling of pity, he opened .the slab door and asked if he were 111. The wretched American was lying on the bed, apparently suffering. He said something which the guard could not understand, but which he took to be a plea for assistance. Not suspecting a trick, the kindly guard unlocked the second door and stepped to the bedside only to have the sick man rise suddenly and aeai auu a treacherous blow over the head with the heavy stool he had secreted behind him.. Ogbot knew nothing of what followed, 10 effective was the blow. When he regained consciousness, be was lying on the-bed Just as the captain had found him. The poor fellow, overwhelmed by the enormity of his mistake, begged Dangloss to shoot him at once. But Dangloss had him conveyed to the hospital ward and tenderly cared for. Three guards in one of the offices saw a man whom they supposed to be Ogbot pass from the prison shortly after 12, and the mortified chief admitted that some one had gone through his private apartment. As the prisoner had taken Ogbot's keys, ne experienced little difficulty In getting outside the gates. But, vowed Dangloss storruily, he should be recaptured If It required the efforts of all the policemen In Edelweiss. The chagrin of the grim old captain, who had never lost a prisoner, was pitiful to behold. The forenoon was half over before Harry Anguish heard of his friend's escape. To say that he was paralyzed would be putting it much too mildly. - There is no language that can adequately describe his sensations. Forgetting his bodyguard, he tore down the street toward the prison, wild with anxiety and doubt. He met Baron Dangloss'. tired and worn, near the gate, but the old officer could tell him nothing except what he had learned from Ogbot. Of one thing there could be no doubt?Lorry was gone. Not knowing where to turn or what to do. Aaguish raced off to the castle, nis ooayguani having located him in the meantime. He was more in need of their protection than ever. At the castle gates he encountered a party of raving Axphainians. crazed with anger over the flight of the man whose life they had thirsted for so ravenously. Had he been unprotected Anguish would have fared badly at their hands, for they were outspoken in their assertions that he bad aided Lorry in the escape. One fiery little fellow cast a glove in the American's . race ana expectea a cuaueuge. au*" gulsh snapped bis Angers and sarcastically invited the lnsulter to meet bim next winter in a battle with snowballs, upon which the aggressor blasphemed iu three languages and 300 gestures. Anguisti and his men passed inside the gates, which had been barred to the others, and struck out rapidly for the castle doors. The Princess Yetive was sleeping soundly, peacefully, with a smile on her lips, when her prime minister sent an excited attendant to inform her of the prisoner's escape. She sat up in bed, and, with her hands clasped about her knees, sleepily announced that she would receive him after her coffee was served. Then she summoned her maids. Her uncle and aunt, the Countess Dagniar (whose merry brown eyes were so full of pretended dismay that *!>? i-.fl iu.aaa nnillli SPfllwIV I'OStl'Uin & IUC !M\.voo smile), and Gaspon, the minister of finance, were awaiting her appearance. She heard the count's story of the escape, marveled at the prisoner's audacity and firmly announced thut everything possible should be done to apprehend him. With a perplexed frown on her brow and a dubious twist to her lips, she said: "I suppose I must offer a reward?" "Certainly!" exclaimed her uncle. "About 50 gavvos, uncle?" "Fifty!" cried the two men, aghast. "Isn't that enough?" "For the murderer of a prince?" demanded Gaspon. "It would be absurd, ttJ|Lo oi ^ OA ji4 *o Q^i STARK I < | . By ... ** IR McCUTCHEON m? :: your highness. He is a most important person." ? | "Quite so. He Is a most important person. I think I'll offer 5,000 gavvos." "More like it. He is worth that, at least," agreed Uncle Caspar. "Beyond a doubt," sanctioned Gaspon. "I am glad you do not consider me extravagant," she said demurely. "You may have the placards printed at once," she went on, addressing the treasurer. "Say that a reward of 5,000 gavvos will be paid to the person who delivers Grenfall Lorry to me." "Would it not be better to say 'delivers Grenfall Lorry to the tower?'" submitted Gaspon. "You may say 'to the undersigned' and sign my name," she said reflectively. "Very well, your highness. They shall be struck ofT this morning." "In large type, Gaspon. You must catch him if you can." she added. "He Is a very dangerous man, and royalty needs protection." With this wise bit of caution she dismissed the subject and began to talk of the storm. As the two young plotters were hastening up the stairs later on an attendant approached and informed the I princess that Mr. Anguish requested an audience. ""?J 4 mn KnllHntr " flhp loihlul'l uiui iv usj wuuv.) ~ said, her eyes sparkling with triumph. In tlie seclusion of the boudoir she and the countess laughed like children over I the reward that had been so solemnly ordered. "Fhe thousand gavvos!" cried Dagmar, leaning back in her chair to emphasize the delight she felt. "What a Joker' Tap. tap, came a knock on the door, and in the same instant it flew open, for Mr. Anguish was in a hurry. As he plunged into their presence a pair of heels found the floor spasmodically. "Oh, I beg pardon!" he gasped as If about to fly. "May I come in?" "Not unless you go outside. You are already in. It seems." said the prin cess, advancing to meet mm. me countess was very still and sedate. "I am so glad you have come." "Heard about Lorry? The fool Is out and gone!" he cried, unable to restrain himself. Without a word she dragged him to the divan, and, between them, he soon had the whole story poured into his ears, the princess on one side, the countess on the other. "You are a wonder!" he exclaimed when all the facts were known to him. He executed a little dance of approval, entirely out of place In the boudoir of a princess, but very much In touch with prevailing sentiment. "But what's to become of me?" he asked after cooling down. "I have no excuse for re malnlng in Graustark, and I don't like to leave him here either." "Oh, I have made plans for you," said she. "You are to be held as hostage." "What!" "I thought of your predicament last night, and here is the solution: This very day I shall issue an order forbidding you the right to leave Edelweiss. You will not be in prison, but your every movement is to be watched. A strong guard will have you under surveillance. and any attempt to escape or to communicate with your friend will result in your confinement and his de tectlon. in tnis way you may stay here until the time comes to fly. The Axphain people must be satisfied, you know. Your freedom will not be disturbed. You may come and go as you like, but you are ostensibly a prisoner. By detaining you forcibly we gain a point for you are needed here. There Is no other way In which you can explain a continued presence in Graustark. Is not my plan a good one?" "It is beyond comparison," he. said, rising and bowing low. "So shrewd Is this plan that you make me a hostage forever. I shall not escape Its memory if I live to be a thousand." At parting she said seriously: 44 a f /Ion 1 Han/inda nn rftlir dlfl A ^icav ucui uv)#v4*v?p vm j w. cretlon, Mr. Anguish. My guards will watch your every action, for they are not in the secret?excepting Quinnox? and any attempt on your part to communicate with Grenfall Lorry will be fatal." "Trust tue. your highness. I have had much instruction in wisdom today." "I hope we shall see you often," she said. "Daily ? as a hostage," he replied, glancing toward the countess. "Thut means until the other man is captured." said the young lady saucily. As he left the castle he gazed at the distant building in the sky and wondered how it had ever been approached in a carriage. She had not told him fhat Allode drove for miles over windinor rn.iris that led to the monastery tip a gentler slope from the reur. The next afternoon Edelweiss thrilled with a new excitement. Prince Bolaroz of Axphain, mad with grief and rage, came thundering into the city with his court ut his heels. Ills wrath had been increased until it resembled a tornudo when he read the reward placard in the uplands. Not until then did he know that the murderer had escaped and that vengeance might be denied him. After viewing the body of Lorenz as it lay in the sarcophagus of the royal palace, whore it had been borne at the command of the Princess Yetive, he demanded audience with his son's be trothed, and it was with Tear mat she prepared for the trying ordeal, an interview with the grief crazed old man. The castle was in a furore. Its halls soon thronged with diplomatists and there was an ngly sense of trouble in the air, suggestive of the explosion, which follows the igniting of a powder magazine. The slim, pale faced princess met the burly old ruler in the grand council chamber. He and his nobles had been kept waiting but a short time. Within a very few minutes after they had been conducted to the chamber by Count Halfont and other dignitaries the fair ruler came into the room and advanced between the bowing lines of courtiers to the spot where sat the man who held Graustark in his grasp. Bolaroz arose as she drew near, bis gaunt face block and unfriendly. She extended her hand graciously! and he, a prince for all his wrath, touched his trembling lips to its white, smooth back. "I come in grief and sadness to your court, most glorious Yetive. My burden of sorrow is greater than I can bear," he said hoarsely. "Would that I could give you consolation," she said, sitting in the chair reserved for her use at council gatherings. "Alas, it grieves me that I can offer nothing more than words." Truly she pitied him in his bereavement. Bolaroz said that he had heard of the murderer's escape and asked what effort was being made to recapture him. Yetive related all that had happened, expressing humiliation over the fact that her officers had been unable to accomplish anything, aacung umi she did not believe the fugitive could get away from Graustark safely without her knowledge. The old prince was working himself back into the vlo Ugr \w 11 "Oh, I beg pardonJ" lent rage that liaa "been temporarily subdued, and at last broke out In a vicious denunciation of the carelessness that had allowed the man to es cape. He first insisted mat jL/angiuss and bis Incompetent assistants be thrown Into prison for life or executed for criminal negligence; then be demanded the life of Harry Anguish as an alder and abettor In the flight of the murderer. In both cases the princess firmly refused to take the action demanded. Then she acquainted him with her lutention to detain Anguish as hostage and to have his every action watched In the hope that a clew to the whereabouts of the fugitive might be discovered, providing, of course, that the friend knew anything at all about the matter. The Duke of Mlzrox and others loudly joined In the cry for Anguish's arrest, but she bravely held out against them and In the end curtly Informed them that the American, whom she believed to be innocent or all complicity in tne escape, snouia be subjected to no Indignity other than detention In the city under guard, as she had ordered. "I Insist that this man be cast Into prison at ouce." snarled the white lipped Bolaroz. "You are not at liberty to command In Graustark, Prince Bolaroz," she said slowly and distinctly. "I am ruler here." Bolaroz gasped and was speechless for some seconds. "You shall not be ruler long, madam," he said malevolently, significantly. "But I am ruler uow, and, as such, I ask your highness to withdraw from my castle. I did not know that I was to submit to these threats and insults or I should not have been kind enough to grant you an audience, prince though you are. When I came to this room, it was to give you my deepest sympathy and to receive yours, not to be Insulted. You have lost a son, I my betrothed. It 111 becomes you, Prince Bolaroz, to vent your vindlctlveness upon me. My men are doing all In their power to capture the man who "has so unfortunately escaped from our clutches, and I shall uot allow you or any one else to dictate the manner in which we are to proceed." She uttered these words cuttingly and at their conclusion arose to leave the room. Bolaroz heard her through In surprise and with conflicting emotions. There was no mistaking her indignation, so he deemed it policy to bottle his wrath, overlook the most offensive rebuke his vnnltv hud ever received and submit to what was evidently a just decision. "Stay, your highness. I submit to your proposition regarding the other stranger, although I doubt Its wisdom. There is but one in whom I am really interested?the one who killed my son. There is to be no cessation in the effort to find him, I am to understand. I now have a proposition. With me are 300 of my bravest soldiers. I offer them to you in order that you may better prosecute the search. They will remain here, and you may use them In any way you see fit. The Duke of Mizrox will linger In Edelweiss, and with him you and yours may always confer. He also Is at your command. This man must be retaken. I swear by all that is above and below me he shall be found if I bunt tbe world over fo accomplish that end. He shall not escape my vengeance I "And hark you to this: On the 20th of next month I shall demand payment of the debt due Axphain. So deeply Is my heart set on the death of this Grenfall Lorry that I agree now, before all these friends of ours, that if he be captured and executed in my presence before the 20th of November Graustark shall be granted the extension of time that would have obtained in the event of your espousal with the man he killTaii Vioqp this oflfpr. nil? It is bound by my sacred word of honor. His death before the 20th gives Graustark ten years of grace. If he is still at large, I shall claim my own. This offer, I believe, most grai lous Yetive, will greatly encourage your people In the effort to capture the man we seek." The princess heard the remarkable proposition with face deathly pale, heart scarcely beating. Again was the duty to Graustark thrust cruelly upon her. She could save the one only by sacrificing the other. "We will do all In our power to?to prove ourselves grateful for your magnanimous offer," she said. As she passed from the room, followed by her uncle, she heard the Increasing buzz of excitement on all sides, the unrestrained expressions of amazement and relief from her own subjects, the patronizing comments of the visitors?all conspiring to sound her doom. Which way was she to turn in order to escape from herself? "We must catch this man, Yetive," said Halfont on the stairway. "There is no alternative." , "Except our inability ta do so," she murmured. In that moment she determined that Grenfall Lorry should never be taken if she could prevent it He was innocent, and it was Graustark's penalty to pay. CHAPTER XXI. FROM A WINDOW ABOVE. THE longest month in Lorry's life was that which followed his romantic flight from the tower. To his impatient mind the days were Irksome weeks. The cold monastery was worse than a prison. He looked from its windows as a convict looks through his bars, always hoping, always disappointed. Witlr each of the infrequent visits of Captain Qulnnox his heart leaped at the prospect of liberty, only to sink deeper in despair upon the receipt of emphatic though kindly assurances that the time had not yet come for him to leave the haven of safety into which he bad been thrust by loving hands. The prior was kind to him. Everything that could be done to provide comfort where comfort was a stranger was employed in his behalf. He lived well until his appetite deserted him. He had no questions to answer, for no one asked why he was there; ne naa no danger to fear, for no foe knew where he lived. From the city came the promise of ultimate escape, verbal messages from those who loved him, news of the world?all at long intervals, however. Qulnnox's visits were like sunbeams to him. The dashing captain came only at night and In disguise. He bore verbal messages, a wise precaution against mishap. Not once did he bring a word of love from the princess, an omission which caused the fugitive deep misery until a ray of Intelligence showed him that she could not give to Quinnox the speeches from her heart, proud woman that she was. Anguish sent words of cheer, with commands to be patient He never failed to tell him through Quinnox that he was doing all in his power to find the real murderer and that he had the ?u\nnp? tinn of the old DOlice OV^?i V b W ? _ captain. Of course the bidden man beard of the reward and tbe frenzied Bearcb prosecuted by both principalities. He laughed hyterlcally over the deception that was being practiced by the blue eyed, slender woman who held the key to the situation in her keeping. It was not until the night of the 18th of November that Quinnox confirmed his fears by telling him of the conditions Imposed by Prince Bolaroz. For some reason the young officer had deceived Lorry in regard to the all Important matter. The American repeatedly had begged for Information about the fatal 20th, but on all previous occasions his visitor doggedly maintained a show of ignorance, vowing that he knew nothing of the circumstances. Finally Lorry, completely out of patience and determined to know the true state of affairs, sounuiy upbraided him and sent word to the princess that If - "** -1 A Him nrlfh thn in SUe U1U UUl tttquamw fim t?*w kMv side facts be would leave the monastery and find tbem out for himself. This authoritative message brought Qulnnox back two nights later with the full story of the exciting conference. She Implored him to remain where he was and asked his forgiveness for having kept the ugly truth from him. Qulnnox added to his anguish by hastily Informing him that there was a possibility of succor from another principality. Prince Gabriel, he said, not ; hfl was nnftinrr his ||g. tklllMYlLlg iliac uv .. o tener to the heart, was daily with the princess, and it was believed that he was ready to loan Graustark sufficient money to meet the demand of Bolaroz. The mere thought that Gabriel was with her aroused the fiercest resentment in Lorry's breast. As he paced his narrow room distractedly a horrid thought struck him so violently that he cried aloud and staggered against the wall, his eyes fixed on the face of the startled soldier. Perhaps she might submit to Gabriel, for In submitting she could save not nniv fimnstnrk. but the man she loved. The sacrifice?but no, he would not believe that such affliction could come to her! Marry Gabriel ? the man who had planned to seize her and make her his wanton! He ground his teeth and glared at Quinnox as if he were the object of hia hatred, his vicious jealousy. The captain stepped backward In sudden alarm. _ "Don't be afraid!" Lorry cried sav agely. "I'm not crazy, it's your news ?your news: Does sue expect me to stay up here while that state of affairs , exists down there? Let me see; this Is the 18th, and day after tomorrow is the 20th. There is no time to be lost Captain Quinnox. 1 shall accompany you when you leave St. Valentine's tonight." "Impossible!" exclaimed Quinnox. "I cannot allow that, sir. My instructions are to"? "Hang your instructions! All the instmpHnns on earth can't coinnel me to sit up here and see this sacrifice made. 1 am determined to see her and put a stop to the whole affair. It is what I feared would come to pass. She is willing to sacrifice herself or half her kingdom, one or the other, in order that I may escape. It's not right, captain; It's not right, and I'm going to stop it. How soon can we leave this place?" He was pacing the floor, happy in the decision he had reached, notwithstanding the danger it promised. "You are mad, sir, to talk like this." protested the other despairingly. "Edelweiss swarms with Axphain soldiers: our own men are on the alert to win the great reward. You cannot go to the city. When a safe time comes, you will be taken from this place, into the mountains instead of through the city, and given escort to Dassas, 100 miles east. That step will not be taken until - - * A-vIl the way is perrecuy ciear. i i?i juu, sir, you cannot hope to escape If you leave the monastery now. The mountains are full of soldiers every night." "I didn't say anything about an escape, did I? On the contrary, I wantto give myself up to her. Then she can have Gabriel thrown over the castle wall and say to Bolaroz: 'Here is your man. I've gained the ten years of grace.' That's the point, Quinnox. Can't you see it? And I want to say to you now I'm going whether you consent or refuse. I'd just as soon be in jail down there as up here anyhow. The only favor I have to ask of you is that you do the best you can to get me safely to her. I must talk with her before I go back to the tower." "God help me, sir, I cannot take you to her!" groaned Quinnox, trying to control his nervous apprehension. "I have sworn to her that I will keep you from all harm, and it would be to break, faith with her if I led you into that - - * i-U 99 IDOD down mere. "I respect your oath, my friend, but I am going, just the same. I'll see her, | 2f 3" | "/ implore you to be considerate." too, if I have to shoot every man who attempts to prevent me. I'm desperate, man, desperate! She's everything in the world to me, and I'll die before I'll see her suffer." Quinnox calmly placed his hands on the other's shoulders, and, looking him in the eye, said quietly: "Her suffering now is as nothing compared to what it will be if you go back to the tower. You forget how much palu she is enduring to avoid that very suffering. If you care for my mistress, sir, add no weight to the bur* den she already carries. Remain here, as she desires. You can be of no serv* ice down there. I implore you to be considerate." to be continued. Story op Victor Huoo.?The Paris papers have unearthed a new incident about Victor Hugo. During the latter years of his long life he was very fond of surveying mankind from the vantage ground of the top of an omnibus. He used tp make long excursions through the gay city perched on the too of the homely 'bus, which he seem ed to prefer to any other vehicle. An amusing and characteristic anecdote of the great poet, who was most counteous and attentive to the lovely sex, Is related by a review. One fine day, as he was enjoying a ride under these conditions, a fascinating young woman climbed the summit of the tram-car on which he was seated, and steered her way toward the one next to him. She was about to take possession of it when a sudden jolt sent her Instead Into Victor Hugo's lap. As soon as she recovered herself, the pretty girl turned to the poet, and, her fair cheeks suffused with crimson, said: "I beg your paruon, II1UII9ICUI. | "And I," he replied gallantly, "thank you mademoiselle." Night Am.?One of the bugbears of old time people is night air, and there is little exaggeration in saying that .the superstition against night air has killed more people than the free circulation of it has ever injured. There is abundance of proof that night air is injurious to no one. On the contrary, people who sleep outdoors under the - ' i.U/v mere protection or a rem are mc healthiest of all people, and the practice *has largely gained in popularity of late years under wider knowledge of hygiene for people in delicate health to go in camping parties and breath the balsam of the night air. The vigor gained from a few weeks of such an outing is a marked proof that the old prejudice against night air is as foolish as most other old wives' whims.?Exchange. gimmrnw fpp? Liberal Arte Billdlng, St. Loili. Some Idea of the beauty of the Liberal Arts building at the St. Loula exposition may be gained from this detail of the south entrance. THE P08TAL INVESTIGATION. ???- I It May Develop 8ome Astonishing Facts. The publication in the Sun this mnmintr nf the fant that former Reo resentatlve Loud, chairman of the postofflce committee, assisted in railroading men into the classified government service via the Bakersfleld, Cal., route, has aroused a lively discussion of the probable sensational developments at the trial of former Superintendent Machen of the free delivery service, which will be held next fall, if the Influence of his powerful friends fails to prevent him from being brought to trial. Interest in the character of Mr. Machen's testimony in intensified by the fact that, as published in the Sun this morning, Mr. Machen, when he read a published interview in which Mr. Loud roasted the free delivery service in general and Machen in particular, grew purple with Indignation surprise and declared: "By God, Loud dare not talk that way about me. I'll put him on the bum. I've got-letters,-betters, letters, and, if necessary, I'll publish them in ovorv nnwr In the countrv." Whatever Mr. Machen may have to ; say with regard to Mr. Loud when he takes the stand in his own defense is : considered relatively uniihportant compared with the phoblematlcal character of his further testimony. The re- j lations of Mr. Machen with senators , and representatives and other promi- i nent men were known to be friendly, 1 in some cases even intimate. They came to the superintendent of the free delivery service for favors. Mr. Machen was always obliging. The rural free delivery service has been without doubt the most popular branch of the postal service, and Is, ; therefore, an acknowledged factor in establishing the popularity 01 beutuuis and representatives among their constituents. The investigation of the rural free delivery service up to the present time has demonstrated that a considerable proportion of the routes established by the former superintendent of the free delivery service are to all intents and purposes practically worthless from every point of view. The districts of ! certain members of the house of representatives with whom Mr. Machen was more than ordinarily intimate are plastered with rural routes, until an official map of the district showing the intersecting routes looks like a spider's web. This is especially true in the congress district represented in the Fifty seventh congress of Senator Latimer, of South Carolina. Mr. Latimer and Superintendent Machen were warm friends. One of the r/.ost complete country systems In the entire rural free delivery systems is in operation in Mr. Latimer's former district, although a careful investigation has shown that on some routes 75 per cent . of the patrons' can neither read nor write, and do not receive on an average half a dozen letters a year. As a result of this discovery, the alleged "country service" will be abolished and only those routes retained which are absolutely necessary and which show by the quarterly receipts that they "pay." This specific instance is only one of ; a large number of the same kind, and Interest in Mr. Machen's testimony lies in the fact that it is expected to show everything in connection with the es- i tablishemnt of useless routes, and the consideration that was returned for . paironugc irancu, President Roosevelt had a long conference with Fourth Assistant Postmaster General Bristow at the White House last night, and the situation in the New York postofflce was gone j over very thoroughly. The president , is following every detail of the inves- , tigations, and is evincing particular interest in the inquiry at New York. The advisability of summoning Postmaster Van Cott to Washington was discussed, and it is probable that he will come here shortly and be examined by Mr. Bristow.?Washington dispatch of June 21, to New York Sun. No Sure Thing Moth Killers.? Long experience has taught- me never to recommend a preventive for moths," said a Lexington Avenue druggist who had a window full of all sorts of them. 1 X IltLVC giun II giu; II vm nwiucii willing around to me in the fall and berating me because moths had eaten their furs in spite of a moth killer that I had assured them was all right. [ once took home to* my wife a moth bag which I had reason to believe was proof against the pests. She put some treasured apparel away in it, and when she took the thing out it had more loies than a sieve. I had no domestic peace for a month. Now I keep all sorts of moth killers for sale, but I never recommend one. A woman may juy camphor, moth balls, sulphur, noth paper, or anything else she pleases, for all I care. As Captain Cuttle says, it depends on the application of it. But let me tell you, my x>y, when you want a dead-sure :hing for moths just think of grandmother's old cedar chest. Where to ?et them now? Aye, there's the rub!" New York Times. THE BACOLOD EXPEDITION. Captain Pershing Tells All About It to a Friend. Capt. John J. Pershing, who was in command of the troops at the fight at lake Lanao, in the Philippines, has written a letter to a personal friend , n the war department describing the Pattle. It has been 'shown to Secretary Root, who authorized its publication. Capt. Pershing in his letter which is iated Camp Vicars, April 27, 1903, jays: "I suppose your mall dispatches have, or will have, brought you a full * account of the Bacolod * incident, in reality the best fight of the Moro campaigns?not so many Moros killed as at Bayan or Pandapatan one year ago ?but fought according to some sort of system. Of course, I have worked on this fight, as I foresaw long ago that It must come, and the whole thing from the beginning worked out as planned. "First, we got behind them, much to their surprise, and could post our guns above and drop projectiles down Into their fort, so that the artillery fire in this case was not all noise. We had some work and some fighting' to grain this position. Once there, It was snly a question of sitting down dellb- * srately and waiting to see what the Moros would do. Many got away before the place was Invested thoroughly. "The fight began In a flood of a rainstorm that lasted till dark, and reconnoltering was difficult. So we did not find all the avenues of escape until next day, and 1 am glad now we didn't, as they had such confidence in this fort that they have been constructing for a year that they took many women and children inside, and these escaped during the night. "The next day and night we held them fast, however, tried to get them to surrender, had two talks under flag' of truce; no, they would fight It out So there was then only to finish it [ called my officers together and gave each one his work. The main obstacle was a deep ditch, 36 feet wide and 40 feet deep to be crossed. It was to be bridged with fallen trees and over all a bamboo bridge was laid. Everything In readiness, the assault began. "In the face of a heavy Remington fire from the fort the llnep advanced against two faces of the fort, putting out of business every Moro that appeared. They could not use thefFportholes, as we had battCISd them to pieces, although we cUHm bot with our A.I J - If vlnmasA fVlC AQPfh. llgni lit?ill CU 11IICI / uaiunfv vuv v?*> ?U work. The lines up to within fifty yards of the bridge were completed by two companies detailed for that purpose, the trees having been previously cut and hauled as near as could safely be done. Thirty minutes later the assaulting Infantry swung across and formed line on the berme and clambered up nearly in line to the top of the parapet. "Here they were met with kampilan and kris, and a bloody-hand-to-hand fight occurred?one soldier against two Moros here; another running his bayonet into a fanatic there, Moros plunging headlong into the deep ditch in their impetuosity and impetus. It was as a whole a scene never to forget. Too much cannot be said of the valor, the bravery, the courage and cool nerve of the American soldier. The majority of those left inside never reached the top of the parapet. "It was a relief to me that none of _?11 our men were Kiueu. xwu nui iwc an arm each, the rest will recover with honorable scars, but not maimed. It was the proudest day of my life. "Cholera existed In all that section, and we did not examine the interior of the fort until after it was burned and wet thoroughly through, for there were all sorts of underground galleries and passageways. Some officers in the assaulting line counted sixty dead on one floor, and Moroe say there were more than 100 killed inside, while the * list outside has been growing ever since the battle, so that 160 all told is a conservative estimate. "I have labored with these Bacolod Moros for a year through other Moros, some of them near relatives, trying to convince them of their foolishness in thinking of fighting us, but they have 11-j J- J I mAaaotfoa ortri in rcplieu 111 1103U1W111S IIICOOO^VU, ... fact, the whole Lacuna de Lanao has anticipated a reverse for us< The lesson, of course, has been a severe one for them. The old Panandungan?a sort of Moro title, meaning chief counsellor or something of that kind?in this case he had more power than the sultan?lost his life, and the rest of them that are left have sent word that they want to be friends. We burned nothing but this main cotta and a few smaller ones, from which we were fired upon, and I think the Moros all see that our purpose is to be humane as far as they will permit us. "To my mind this practically settles the Lake Lanao troubles. We, of course, must explore the eastern portion of the lake for a distance that remains yet unexplored of about ten miles. I anticipate little trouble there, but there may be one or two hardheaded old dattos who will put up their flags. The matter may now be said to be settled. "There will never again be any continued opposition nor any general opposition. The sensible ones see that it is useless, and several of their old pan ' ' nvaonhtrxr thA lias ipncsis; cu e nun yi, universal brotherhood of man. It is needless for me to say to you that I am gratified at the outcome. From Bacolod north of Marahui there were' more United States flags displayed in the road and in rancherios than I supposed existed in all this country. "I- have been here nearly two years right in and about the Moro country, and in the island nearly four, and can but feel that I have accomplished something. I think it the largest single success that has been made in the Island. One year ago nobody knew nor had seen, except myself, the Moro in his native Laguna, nor had they any Idea of him or of his fierce, unconquerable nature. Today we have crossed the lake and have practically marched around it. Without the support and backing of Gen. Davis and Gen. Sumner, I could not have done this. Tg them, of course, as commanders, benro^lf T hmtP it will not fail tuilgo VUC vtvw>k. ? ..?r. _ of appreciation and that they will be rewarded accordingly. I will end here ; this hurried description of the Bacolod expedition, and shall hope to hear from you at your leisure. "Sincerest regards to you and my friends."