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r . ^ ^ ISSUED iEMI'WEEKL^^ i. m. grist's sons, publishers. f % Tamils |feirsjaper: |for "<e promotion of (he |jolitical, fforial, gfjjritnltaral, and Commercial Interests of the fieojle. j ter*,s[n'0,l2b<,co* yv cjJndtvsanc8' established 1855. YORKVILLE, 3. C., FRf DAY, APRIL 1, 19Q4. ' ' . 3STO. 277 * ? * * ?-I- * !' * f '! ?'! 11 * 1 +* ! ? 1 me Ge I p Fro In il: I ?.v Sc fU J + ?? Copyright. 1399. by Doubhday fj' Copyright. 1902. I 'I1 I' 'I' 'I1 < ! 'I1 * !* 'I* > > < ****** ! 'I' 'I1 '! !' '! '! !' i *' CHAPTER x?Continued. tie uuswereu iu a iu*y, taiutri iuuistinct voice very deliberately, pausing before almost every word. It was easy work for tbe sleepy stenographer. "J understand. I don't want to go off my bead again before 1 tinisb. If it were only for myself 1 should tell you notbiug. because if 1 am to leave I should like it better if no one were punished. But that's a bad community over there. They are everlastingly worrying our people. They've always been a bother to us. and It's time it was stopped for good. I don't believe very much in punishment, but you can't do a great deal of reforming with the Crossroaders unless you catch them young, before they're weaned. They wean them on whisky, you know. I realize you needn't have sworn me for me to tell you this." Horner and Smith had started at the mentiou of the Crossroads, but they subdued their ejaculations, while Mr. Barrett looked us if he had known it of course. The room was still, save for the dim voice and the soft transcribings of the stylograpbic pen. "I left Judge Briscoe's and went west on the pike to a big tree. It rained, and I stepped under the tree for shelter. There was a man on the other i side of the fence?Bob Sklllett He j was carrying his gown and hood?I suppose It was that?on his arm. Then I saw two ovhers a little farther east in the middle of the road. I think they had followed me from the Bris- i eoes' or near there. Tbey had their foolish regalia on. as all the others had. There was plenty of lightning to see. The two in the road were simply standing there in the rain looking at me through the eyeholes in their masks. 1 knew there were othersplenty?but I thought they were coming from behind me?the west < "I wanted to get home-the court- i bouse yard was good enough for me? so I started east toward town. I pass- i ed the two gentlemen, and one fell down as I went by him, but the other fired a shot as a signal, and I got his hood off his face for it. I stopped long enough, nnd it was Force Johnson. I know him well. Then I ran, and they followed. A little ahead of me I saw six or eight of thera spread across the road. I knew I'd have a time getting through, so I jumped the fence to cut across the fields. I lit in a swarm of them. It had rained them just where I jumped. I set my back to the fence, but one of the fellows in the road leaned over and smashed my head in. rather?with the butt or a gun, I believe. I came out from the fence, and they made a little circle around me. No one said anything. I saw they had ropes and saplings, and I didn't want that exactly, so I went in to them. I got a good many masks off before it was over, and I can swear to quite a number besides those I told you." He named the men slowly and carefully. Then be went on: "I think they gave up the notion of whipping. We all got into a bunch, and they couldn't get clear to shoot without hitting some of their own, and there was a lot of gouging and kicking. One fellow uear- I ly got my left eye, and I tried to tear 1 him apart, and he screamed a good deal. Once or twice I thought I might get away, but somebody hammered me over the head and face again, and 1 got ' dizzy, and then they all jumped away from me suddenly, and liob Skillett 1 stepped up and?and shot me. He 1 waited for a flurry of lightning, and 1 was slow tumbling down. Some one 1 else tired a shotgun. 1 think. I can't be 1 sure, about the same time from the 1 side. I tried to get up. but I couldn't, and then they got together for a consultation. The man 1 had hurt?1 didn't 1 recognize him?came and looked at me. ' He was nursing himself all over and ; groaned, and 1 laughed, I think; at any rate my arm was lying stretched out ' on the grass, and he stamped his heel ! into my Liana, ana alter a mue or mar i I quit feeling. "I'tn not quite clear about what bap- < pened afterward. They went away? I not far, 1 tiiiuk. There's an old shed, a l cattle shelter, uear there, and 1 think I the storm drove them under it to wait I for a slack. It seemed a long time. Sometimes 1 was conscious, sometimes i I wasn't. I thought I might be i drowned, but I suppose the rain was'i good for me. Then I remember being in j motion, being dragged and carried a! long way. They carried me up a steep, I short slope and set me down near the top. I knew that was the railroad em- { bankment, and 1 thought they meant to lay me across the track, but it didn't occur to them?they are not familiar with melodrama?and a long time after that I felt and heard a great banging' and rattling under me and all ubout me. and it came to me that they had disposed of me by hoisting me into an' empty freight car. The oda part of it was that the car wasn't empty, for there were two men already in it. and I knew them by what they said to me. "They were the two shell men that cheated Hartley Bowlder, and they weren't vindictive. They even seemed to be trying to help me a little, though perhaps they were only stealing my clothes, and maybe they thought for them to do anything unpleasant would be superfluous. I could see that they thought I was done for and that they had been hiding in the car when I was put there. I asked them to try to call fr ft .|. .|? .|. .|. .|. .* .|. 4.4.4 ? ?,i,?,i, ,|.?.f.? ! .|.? ? ?? ? ? ??.f.? f 1 ntleman || idiana iii! >077J TAHKi/fcro/f ;; ? <3 McClun Co. McCluro. Thillipj SZL Co. < |jf b ? * + * * ? < I ! * * * ! * ! tne trainmen for me, but they wouldn't listen or else I couldn't make myself understood. That's all. The rest is a blur. I haven't known anything more until ' those surgeons were here. Please tell 1 me how long ago it happened. I shall ' not die, I think. There are a good many < things I want to know about." He 1 moved restlessly, and the nurse soothed 1 him. 1 Meredith rose and left the room with J a noiseless step. He went out to the stars again and looked to them to check < the storm of rage and sorrow that buf- 1 feted his bosom. He understood lynching. now the thing was home to him. ' and bis feeling was no inspiration of a < fear lest the law miscarry. It was the ' itch to get his own hand on the rope. 1 Horner came out presently and whis- 1 pered a long, broad, profound curse 1 upon the men of the Crossroads, and Meredith's gratitude to him was keen. 1 Barrett went away soon after, and 1 Meredith had a strange, unreasonable desire to kick Barrett, possibly for his < sergeant's sake. Warren Smith sat in > the ward with the nurse and Gay, and the room was very quiet. It was a long 1 vigil. They were only waiting. 1 At 5 o'clock he was still alive?just that. Smith came out to say. Mereditli 1 sent a telegram to Helen which would ' give riaiiYiiie xue news xuai nnrue? was found and was not .vet gone from ! them. Homer left for the station to catch a train. There were things for him to do in Carlow. At noon Meredith sent a second telegram to Helen as barren of detail as the first. He was alive; was a little improved. But this telegram did not reach her. for she was 011 the way to Rouen, and half of the pop- , nlation of Carlow?at least so it seemed to the unhappy conductor of the accommodation?was with her. They seemed to feel that they could camp in the hospital halls and corri- . dors, and they were an incalculable worry to the authorities. More came , on every train, and nearly all brought (lowers and jelly and chickens for pre "/ set my ixicK to lite jence " \ paring broth. and they insisted that the f two latter delicacies be fed to the p.- 1 tient at once. They were still in ig t no ranee of the truth about the Cross* ' roads and spent the day (it was Sun- 1 day) partly in getting in the way of ' the attendants and partly in planning < an assault upon the Rouen jail for the ! purpose of lynching Slattery in case Harkless* condition did not improve > once. Those who had heard his stat"* f aient kept close mouths until the storv t nppeared in full in the Rouen papers on Mor Jay morning. But by that tine- i iver; member of the Crossroads White i 3ap? was lodged in the Rouen jail with Slattery. Ilorner and a heavily armed loss? rode over to the muddy corners i in Sunday night, and the sheriff dis- ] rovered that he might have taken the < Skilletts and Johnsons single handed i ind unarmed. Their nerve was gone. 1 Fhey were shaken and afraid, and. to ! iiuploy a figure somewhat iuapproprl- ; ite to their sullen, glad surrender, tliqp l fell upon his neck In their relief at ' finding the law touching them. They 1 had no wish to hear "John Brown's Body" again. They wanted to get in- i side of a strong jail and to throw them- ; selves on the mercy of the court as soon i as possible. And those whom Ilarkless had not recognized made no delay In giving themselves up. They did not wish to remain in Six Crossroads. Hob Skillett, Force .Johnson and one or two others needed the care of a physician i badly, and one man was suffering i from a severely wrenched back. I lor- 1 uer had a train stopped at a crossing so that his prisoners need not be taken I through I'lattville, and he brought ( tlieui all safely to Itouen. It took nearly a week to persuade the i people of I'lattville that it w;i^ belter i for them to go home, and it was only i the confidence inspired by the manner j ol the two eminent surgeons (they lay 1 in wait at all hours to interview these 1 gentlemen) that did persuade them to i return?this and the promise of two i daily bulletins. j As many of them said on their return, I'lattville didn't "feel like the same l place." and a strange thing had hap- 1 pened?for the first time in five years f the Carlow County Herald missed tire 1 altogether. Tuesday. Thursday and t Saturday passed. Mr. Fisbee only sat t scaring out jot .the dingy office .win lows with Parker in a demented silence. There was no Herald; there was no one to get it out. In the Rouen hospital John Harkless feebly moved on his bed of pain. His Mnstant delusion wns that the universe was a vast, white heated brass t)ell and he a point at the center of it listening, listening for years, to the l>razen hum it gave off and burning In hot waves of sound. Finally he came to what he would liave considered a lucid interval bad It not appeared that Helen Sherwood svus whispering to Tom Meredith at the foot of his bed. This he knew to l)e a fictitious presentation of his fever, for was she not by this time away and nvay for foreign lands? And also Tom Meredith was a slim young thing and aot a middle aged youth with an unieniable stomach and a baldish head tvho by the preposterous necromancy )f fever assumed a grotesque likeness af his old friend. He waved his hand to the figures, and they vanished like Bgments of a dream; but, all the same, the vision had been realistic enough for the lady to look exquisitely pretty. So one could help wishing to stay in i world which contained as charming i picture as that. But the next night Meredith waited near his bedside, haggard and disheveled. llarkless had been lying in a long stupor. Suddenly he spoke, quite loudly, and the young surgeon, Gay, who leaned over him, remembered the words and the tone all his life. "Awuy?and away?across the waters," said John Harkless. "She was here?once?in June." "What is it, John?" whispered Mereiith huskily. "You're feeling easier, iren't you?" And John smiled a little, as if, for the moment, he saw and knew his old friend again. That same night a friend of Rodney VlcCuue's sent a telegram from Rouen: 'He is dying. His paper Is dead. v/ ?!>? tinmo rrnps before convention in September." CHAPTER XI. rrr-r\R. ROSS SCHOFIELD was enI IlflJ gaged in decorating the batNfgJW tered chairs in the Herald ediiVffyyf torial room with blue satin ribbon, the purchase of which at the Dry Goods Emporium had been directed by a suddeu inspiration of his superior, Mr. Parker of the composing 'oree. It was Ross' intention to garnish each chair with an elaborately :ied bow. but as he was no sailor and jnderstood only the intricacies of a inrd knot he confined himself to that species of ornamentation, leaving, however, very long ends of ribbon hanging lown after the manner of the pendants )f rosettes. Mr. Schofield was alone at lis labor, his two confreres having beaken themselves to the station to meet he train from Rouen. It was a wet, gray day. The wide country lay dripping under formless vraps of thin mist, and the warm, drizzling rain blackened the weather beatin shingles of the station, made clear effecting puddles on the unevenly ,vorn planks of the platform and damp ned the packing cases too thoroughly ror occupation by the station lounger, rhe bus driver. Mr. Bennett, and the iroprietors of two attendant "cut unlers" and three or four other worthies ,vhom business or the lack of it called 0 that locality availed themselves of lie shelter of the waiting room, but the ;entleinen of the Herald were too agisted to be confined save by the limits if the horizon. They had reached the station half an lour before train time and consumed he interval in pacing the platform unler a big cotton umbrella, addressing inch other only in monosyllables. Those n the waiting room gossiped eagerly ind for the thousandth time about the nte events and particularly about the remendous news of Fisbee. Jwld Benlett looked out through the rainy doorvoy nt the latter with reverence and a ine pride of townsmanship. He dedared it to be his belief that Fisbee ind Parker were waiting for her now. For all Carlow knew why Fisbee had rone to meet the strange lady nt the station when she had come to visit :he Briscoes. why he had come with her to the lecture, why he had taken supper at the Briscoes' three times and ilmner twice when she was there. Fisbee had told the story to Parker on a melancholy afternoon as they sat together in the Herald ottiee, and Parker tiad told the town. It was simple [>nongh indeed, and Fisbee's past was 1 mystery no longer. It might have iieen revealed years before had there wen anything in particular to reveal ind if it had ever occurred to Fisbee to talk of himself and his affairs. 1'hings lmd a habit of not occurring to Fisbee. Mr. Parker, very nervous himself, Tclt his companion's elbow trembling igainst his own as the great engine, reeking in the mist and sending great louds of white vapor up to the sky, swooped down the track, rushed by them and came to a standstill beyond he platform. Fisbee and the foreman mule haste to the nearest vestibule mil were gazing blankly at its barred lpproachcs when they heard a silvery augh behind them and an exclamation. "Upstairs and downstairs and in my ady's chamber! Just behind you. lear!" Turning quickly, the foreman beheld i blushing and smiling little vision, a rision with light brown hair, a vision nveloped in a light brown rain cloak md with brown glove? from which lie handles of a big brown traveling >ag were let fall as the vision disippeared under the cotton umbrella, vhile the smitten Judd Bennett reeled rasping against the station. "Dearest," the girl cried to the old nan, "you should have been looking 'or me between the devil and the deep tea, the parlor car and the smoker! I've given up cigars, and I've begun o study economy, so 1 didn't come on rftlier!" The drizzle .and mist blew In under the top of the "cut under" as they drove rapidly into town, and bright little drops sparkled oi^the fair hair above the new editor's forehead and on the long lashes above tfie new editor's cheeks. She shook these transient gems off lightly as she paused In the doorway of the office lit the top of the rickety stairway. Mr. Schoffeld had joft added the last touch to his decorations and managed to slide into his coat ai^the party came up the stairs, and qfrw, perspiring, proud, embarrassed, he assumed an attitude at once deprecatory of his endeavors and pointe<Upr expectant of commendations for tjhe results. (He was a modest youth jknd a conscious. After his first sight ofpier as she stood in the doorway-it was&sveral days before he could lift hisixlistressed eyes under the new editor's glance or, indeed, dare to avail^Jdmself of more than a hasty and flittering stare at her when her back w&s turned.) As she entered the room?fte sidled along the wall and laugh^l sheepishly at notmng. Every chair in the joom wis ornamented with one ot his bine rosettes, tied carefully and firmly to the middle slat of each chair back. There had been several yards of ribbon left over, and there was a hard knot of glossy satin on each of the Inkstands and on the doorknobs. A blue^ band passing around the stovepipe lent it an antique rakishness suggestive of the charioteer, and a number of streamers suspended from a hook in the ceHing encouraged a supposition that the employees of the ] Herald were contemplating the in- i trlcate festivities of May day. It needed no ghost to Infer that these garni- , tures had not embellished the editorial chamber during Mr. Harkless' activity, but, on the contrary, had been put in place that very morning. Mr. Fisbee had not known of the decorations, and i as his eye fell upon them a faint look 1 of pain passed over h^ brow. But the girl examined the roon| with a dancing ( eye, and there werefiboth tears and laughter in her heart * 1 "How beautiful!" she cried. "How i beautiful!" She crossed the room and \ gave her hand to Ross. "It is Mr. i Sehotield, isn't it? xne riDDons are delightful. I didn't know Mr. Harkless' room was so pretty." Ross looked out o^-the window and laughed as he took bigr band, which he , shook with a long urfjknd down motion, but he was set at better ease by her i apparent unconsciousness of the fact that the decorations were for her. "Oh, ( it ain't much, 1 reckon," he replied, and continued to look out of the window and laugh. She went to the desk and removed , her gloves and laid her rain cloak over a chair near by. "fs this Mr. Harkless' chair?" she asked, and, Fisbee answering that it was, she looked gravely at it j for a moment, passed her hand gently | over the back of It and then, throwing | the rain cloak over another chair, said cheerily: "Do you know, I think the first thing for us to do will be to dust everything very carefully?" ( "You remember, I was confident she , would know precisely where to begin," ( was Fisbee's earnest whisper in the | willing ear of the long foreman. "Not an instant's indecision, was there?" "No, siree." replied the other, and as he went down to the pressroom to hunt for a feather duster which he thought might be found there he collared Bud , Tipwortby, the devil, who, not admitted to the conclave of his superiors, was whistling on the rainy stairway. "You hustle and find that dustbrush we used to have, Bud," said Parker. And presently as they rummaged in the nooks and crannies about the machinery he melted to his small assistant. "The paper is saved, Buddiesaved by an ungel in light brown. You f/\li if hr tlm lnnlr nf 99 'Gee!'' said Bud. Mr. Scbofield bad coine, blusbing, to Join them. "Say, Cale, did you notice the color of her eyes?" "Yes. They're gray." "I thought so. too, show day and at Kedge Halloway's lecture. But say. Gale, they're kind of changeable. When me coine in upstairs with you and Flsbee they were jest as blue?near matched the color of our ribbons." ( "Gee!" repeated Mr. Tipworthy. When tiie editorial chamber had been , made so neat that it almost glowed, though it could never be expected to shine as did Fisbee and Caleb Parker | and Iioss Scholield that morning, the lady took her seat at the desk and , looked over the few items the gentlemen had already compiled for her pe- ! rusal. Mr. Parker explained many tech- j nicaiities peculiar to the Carlow Herald. translated some phrases of the , printing room and enabled her to grasp the amount of matter needed to fill an issue. , When Parker finished the three in- , conipetents sat watching the little figure with the expression of hopeful and ] trusting terriers. She knit her brow , for a second, but she did not betray an instant's indecision. . "] think we snouiu nave regular market reports," she announced ear- ( nestly. "1 am sure Mr. Harkless would approve. Don't you think he would?" i She turned to Parker. "Market reports!" Mr. Fisbee ex- < Maimed. "1 should never have thought i of market reports, nor do I imagine < would either of my?my associates. A < woman to conceive the idea of market reports!" i The editor blushed. "Why, who ' would, dear. If not a woman or a spec- ' ulator, and I'm not a speculator, and i neither are you, and that's the reason I you didn't think of them. So, Mr. Parker, as there is so much pressure, and if you don't mind continuing to act as reporter as well as compositor until ( after tomorrow, and If it isn't too wet? you must huve an umbrella?would It be too much bother if you went around ! to all the shops?stores, I mean?to all 1 the grocers and the butchers and the i leather place we passed, the tannery, and If there's one of those places where i tliey bring cattle, would It be too much to ask you to stop there?and at the flour mill, If It Isn't too far, and at the dry goods store?and you must take a blank book and a sharpened pencil, and will you price everything, please, and , jot down how much things are?" , Orders received, the Impetuous Par- i ker was departing on the Instant when j she stopped him with a little cry, "But \ you haven't any umbrella!" And she \ forced her own, a slender wand, upon ( him. It bore a cunningly wrought , handle, and its fabric was of glisten- , lnt? allU- TIip forpninn. nnnhle to de- i " ' I cline It, thanked her awkwardly, and as she turned to speak to Fisbee be bolted out of the door and ran down the steps without unfolding the umbrella. and then as be made for Mr. Martin's emporium be buttoned It securely under bis long Prince Albert, determined that not a drop of water should touch and ruin so delicate a thing. Thus he carried It, triumphantly dry, through the course of his reportings of that day. TO BE CONTINUED. |ftis(fllanf(us Shading. SAVED THE DELHI DIAMOND. Strange Stories of Gems Told by an Expert In Precious Stones. In a very short time there will retire from active business the wellknown expert in precious stones and metals, Edwin William Streeter. The story of his career is a deeply interesting one. "I was the first," said Mr. Streeter, "to open up the diamond mines of South Africa. At that time my business place was at Bevis Marks, and I had for a partner one Harry Emmanuel. The firm was known as Emmanuel Bros., formerly Robert Streeter, jewellers to Queen Anne. "We had in our office as clerk the late Cecil Rhodes, and it was our interest in South African mines that turned me attention ui me empuc maker to that continent. "I also opened up the ruby mines of Burma. Soon after the taking of the place by the British, one of my sons, who was in Australia, wrote over to me expressing a wish to go to Burma, as he felt sure there were ruby mines there. "An expedition was fitted out. headed by my son, and an adventurous journey was made. On the way ?500 worth of silver was stolen, and there was nothing with which to pay the natives. "In this enterprise I was associated with Lord Rothschild. When the company was floated the crowd outside his lordship's premises was so great that he had to be assisted over the people's heads to gain admission. Applications were also being made at my private residence till the early hours of the morning. "My latest expedition?my last expedition?is to Egypt, the eastern desert, the vast tract of land between the Nile and the Red Sea, the richest territory In all the world. I have been engaged upon this for about twenty years, but at last it is in working order. "I first obtained a clue to it from a gentleman named Floyer, head of the Egyptian Telegraph department, and altogether I have sent out three expeditions. The first was in charge of Seton Kerr, the second headed by Allen Forster, and the third by John Jane. We found emeralds in abundance, gold and copper, iron arid other minerals." Mr. Streeter was asked to tell some of his jewel stories, and he readily responded "During the Indian mutiny," he said, "at the taking of Delhi the royal palace was sacked and some very valuable jewels secured. Major Probyn got pos session or a string or nne pearis unu i brought them to me for valuation. 1 "I valued them at ?30,000. I believe ! they were used for the purpose of ob- I taining remounts, horses being scarce 1 in that campaign, as they were in < South Africa. I "But the strangest story Is that in I connection with the famous Delhi dia- < mond. This got into the possession of < one of the hussars, but the command- 1 ing officer forbade his retaining it, as < he would have nothing to do with the | loot. ( "The hussar, however, was not so > easily to be deprived of so precious a ] gem, and he hit upon a very simple, ] yet effective, expedient to retain pos- i session of it. He embedded it in a pill, | which he gave to his horse, and so got ] away with it. i "Later he complained that his horse was suffering from some mysterious malady, and was unfit for service, directing that it should be shot. This s was done, the hussar subsequently i holding a secret post mortem on his ' dead steed and removing the diamond, t Thus the stone reached this country and was purchased by the Duke of c Brunswick, and from his grace I ac- t quired it. i "Another curious little story." con- { tinued Mr. Streeter, "is that connected ( - - ? o crn nnfi t with tne opai. oimie jrco-io , of my sons, who was located in Aus- t tralia, was bidding adieu to a chum of his, who was going some distance up t country. ( "The latter was mounted on a horse, and as he rode away my son picked t up a stone and playfully threw it after t him. It struck the metal part of the t saddle and broke In two. Upon pick- s ing it up my son was astonished to t see. right in the very heart of it, a j beautiful opal. s "This was the first discovery that j opals might be found in ironstones. It t was an ironstone he had picked up. f But this story has a tragic sequel, t Soon after the young fellow Who rode t away came into a big fortune; three 1 months later he, while out hunting, c was thrown from his horse and had his I neck broken."?London Express. I UNOFFICIAL "JIM CROW" LAWS. How the Colored People Are Treate In the Northern States. In many of the southern states th so-called "Jim Crow" laws are on th statute books and so have the sem blance of legality. In many of th northern states the same dlscrimina tlon against the negro Is enforced though usually by underhanded an Indirect methods. It might well b asked whether the real feeling and th real result Is not practically the sam in both cases. For instance. In the south negroe ire not allowed to eat In the sam room with white men. not even a railroad eating houses. Here are a couple of instances o the way In which the same rule Is en forced In the north: In one of the most famous restau ants In Chicago the waiters were a! aolored men. When a negro entere md asked to be served he was seate in the usual way at a table on whlc there were no menu or price cards Presently a price card was laid befor iim. And In that price card lay al ;he effectiveness of the strictest south ;rn "Jim Crow" law. It read some hlng like this: Coffee, per cup $ 5 Coffee, with cream, per cup 7 3read and butter 1 0 Pork chops 8 0 Mutton chops 7 5 Sirloin steak, plain 9 7 3eer, draft, per glass 8 One glance at that card and its aw 'ul prices was usually enough to sen he colored man hurrying out of th ilace. if, in spite of It all, he per listed In giving his order he found tha le was obliged to wait for an hour o to before it was served, and then. 1 le had ordered pork chops, for in stance, at $8 the order, after makini several complaints, two little piece >f bone and gristle would be brough n on an icy plate and entirely sur ounded by cold and solid grease. It is not on record that any colorei nan ever ventured to patronize thl ^articular restaurant the second timt There is another restaurant in Chi :ago which is famous for its apple pi ind cheese. In some way word of it fame reached the ears of an old col >r?l man. who has a small income am las retired from active work. The da; tfter he went into this eating hous ind ordered apple pie and cheese. I ,vas brought and he found that it eputation was well deserved. Th lext day he came back again and re leated the order. Again he wa iromptly served, but this time the piec )f pie was not more than half as larg is it had been the first time, whil he- cheese had also greatly diminishes n size since the day before. Th hird day the apple pie had reaches ilmost microscopic proportions. I vas the length and thickness of : ead pencil, while the cheese was i nere postage stamp in thickness. H ituck it out until the fourth noon, a vhich time there was placed befor lim a large plate with two atoms ii ts centre, one of pie, the other o :heese, both of which together woul lot have made a bill full for a canar; )ird. "I guess you don't want my custom, said the colored man. "That's as you please," answered th vaiter, who was only following order )f his manager. In another prominent local restau ant not long ago a colored man, al nost a mulatto in color, and his wlf vere given seats at a table near th front of the room. They were seate luring the temporary absence of th lead waiter, who. on his return, a >nce went to the table at which the vere sitting and informed them tha J W th i misiane IIUU UCCII mauc, table at which they sat was en jaged and they would have t jive It up. He led them to a sma iable near the rear of the room. The sat there with no attention paid t them for more than twenty minute; Finally the man called a waiter, wh consented to take an order. After tak Ing it be disappeared entirely fror the room. For half an hour longer th colored man and his wife sat unattend jd Then complaint was made to th tiead waiter, who simulated great In Jignation and asked to have the waite pointed out, but, as he hr disappear sd, that was impossible. A secon ivalter was called and the order re peated. He again went out Into th kitchen and failed to return. Anothe ivalt of half an hour followed and fi nally the colored couple got up an eft the place, followed by a sigh o relief on the part of all the attend ints. In southern theatres negroes are re stricted to one of the upper galleries vhich is still popularly referred to a 'nigger heaven." Here is the wayth hing is worked in the north: A negro applying to the box offlc )f almost any northern theatre will b< old that all the parquet seats are sob ?i ...in cootQ in thp hierhes ,'allery. It is almost impossible for s :olorecl man to buy for his own usi parquet seats in any of the northeri heat res. Occasionally a white man is secure* o buy them for him. In more thai >ne instance this has been the result: When the colored man presents hi; ickets at the door the coupons an orn off by the doorman and presents 0 the head usher. In readiness fo (uch an emergency the head usher ha; 1 couple of seats in the parquet pre jared. He leads the way to thesi leats, turns them down, and waits i noment for the colored people to talc heir seats. They sit down, only t< ind that the seats give way beneatl hem. The usher is surprised and ex remely sorry. He cannot understani low such a break could have beei iverlooked. Of course, it will be 1m jossible to fix them in time to hav* hem occupied at that performance f the ticket holder will come to th< ticket office he will try to exchange the tickets for others equally as good. , The doorman has already notified the box office what Is going on, and when the usher and the'colored man ? Inquire there they are told, with great regret, that there is not a single pare quet seat remaining. The box office - will be glad to return the money paid e for the seats or it will do the best it can?furnish a couple of seats In the top gallery and return the difference 1. In the price of the seats, d It is hard to see any great difference e between this procedure and that employed In the south, e e Even the various sporting clubs which are organized for the purpose of giving boxing matches In northern 8 cities practically refuse to put on e fights In which negro boxers are ,t matched against white men. And in this case the colored fighters have seen fit to threaten retaliatory measures. ' Only a few weks ago the managers of - all the Important boxing clubs in Chicago received letters from a local firm of colored attorneys to the fol- . lowing effect: II "At present you are discriminating d against colored boxers. As you are d well aware, your shows are in violation of the state law and are only al" lowed by the city authorities as a cons. cession. This is to notify you that In e case colored boxers are discriminated .. against in the future It would not be surprising If an injunction was asked - for restraining you and all other - managers guilty of discrimination from giving boxing matches in the state of Illinois.'' ? The managers of the boxing clubs jj were prompt to answer that they did Jj not draw the color line and would be " glad to put on colored boxers when " suitable matches, promising profitable jj results, could be arranged. It now re0 mains to be seen what further action - will be taken in the premises, as it (j Is not at all likely that the policy of the clubs will be actually changed in this respect.?Chicago Tribune. 1 PROTEST AGAINST GAMBLING. f Senator Brice Is Unable to Distinguish Between Bucket Shop and Craps ? Games. s t Editor Yorkville Enquirer: Yorkville is making progress?in the wrong direction. Her dispensary is ^ manufacturing drunkards, and her g "Bucket Shop" Is grinding out gamb, lers. So far as Yorkville is concerned, his Satanic Majesty can go off on a - long vacation. The Dispensary and e the "Bucket Shop" will attend to his s business In this community. The man - who condemns the dispensary and then d patronizes the "Bucket Shop" is a very y inconsistent citizen. Gambling is as N e bad if not worse than drinking. The t "Bucket Shop" will do as much harm s in this community as the dispensary, e If the ignorant, depraved negro who - bets on a game of "craps" is gambling s then the man who bets on the rise or e fall of the stock, grain or cotton e market is also gambling. One Js a e little gambler and the other is a big 3 one. One Is an Ignorant gambler, the e other an intelligent gambler. 3 The old Scotch-Irish spirit of Yorkt ville is not dead. Let the people rise a up in their might and suppress these a two twin evils, these two hot-beds of e vice?the Dispensary and the "Bucket t Shop." e Please publish the following editorial a from a recent issue of the News and f Courier. j. S. Brick. i Yorkvllle, S. C.. March 31, 1904. y Concerning Gamblers. Mr. Daniel J. Sully does not, of " course, think of himself as being a gambler; neither do the numberless gentlemen who dally play the "game" e at which Mr. Sully has just "gone s broke" think of themselves as gamblers. Gambler Is a term or reproach in the mouths of Mr. Sully and his . followers, no less than In the mouth of the great public that works for Its " money. It Is usually applied to a e professional card player, race track e follower, or habitue of a room In which there is "a faro lay-out," roulette wheel or some other of the many e devices, by means of which persons of t venturesome disposition are separated y from their cash. These men are gen* erally thought of and they are not inI frequently treated as social outlaws, e 'In New York, for Instance, no end of _ to-do is being made by Mr. Jerome, Mr. McAdoo and many others over efforts that are making there to keep II them from "doing business." One cony stantly reads of how tightly the "lid" 0 is down in this or that district, and if a certain law passes Mr. Jerome pro' fesses to entertain hopes of proseo cuting successfully many prominent . gamblers and their associates in crime. _ It is all very interesting and very praiseworthy, doubtless but it lacks e the ring of sincerity it would have - were the operations of Mr. Jerome and e Mr. McAdoo directed toward the big gamblers as well as the little ones. * These gentlemen call themselves fl r nanciers. A few of them go so far as _ to admit that they are speculators. , But there is not a single requisite lacking to make them gamblers of the - most vicious type. They do not even e play fairly. The man who deals cards r from the bottom of the deck or who has cards up his sleeve, is called & " crook or a sharp. He is an outcast d among his own fraternity even, bui f these larger gamblers, those who are reckoned respectable and who are exempt from the prosecutions of the law, do not hesitate to deal unfairly or to "stack" the cards whenever they - have a chance to do so. The honor , which is supposed to exist among ' thieves Is frequently unknown to them. 3 They prey upon the public by prefere ence. but they prey upon each other if other victims fall to present themselves. They are a menace to society and to business alike. Secure in the 5 "respectability," which is popularly 3 accredited to themselves and their t practices, they go confidently forward in their corruption of the public mind, and in their demoralization of trade s and commerce. Now and again one i of them comes to financial grief. He usually carries down to ruin with him thousands of dupes. But the disaster J is of his own making, or the making i of his associates, not the making of the laws of the land that profess to protect the public against chicanery and wrong doing, s If justification could be found for 3 the speculative gamblers, Mr. Sully, r for instance, is more entitled to exemption from criticism than most of them. Thousands of farmers through out the length and breadth of the s south have been benefited by his operations in cotton. But that is not the point. What we wish to say is that e the "game" that Mr. Sully played, and "" -*.t- ?, ?*KA TTnifo/^ 3 tnai a million Uintr men Hi lac uii.ox ,, States play dally Is a gambling game, pure and simple. If any gambling " game is illegal it should be placed on 1 the black list of the law with the rest i of them. If it is a reproach to be a - gambler, the men who follow it should e be subjected to a loss of cash? and !. public confidence. It is essentially s hypocritical to contend otherwise.