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w ... 7-mm ' * * - ;~rm k * * 4 ___?^ ' . i. m. 0M8T'8MN8^Pnbu.her..} ~~ ? Tamils ttcsgapf r: jor th? f romotion of the political, Social, ^gricnltnital and (goroinwcial |nltr?ls of lh< ftoglt. ; j T j|,3OL^PtY,!i*i| c??~VA>"" ^3TABMSHED^r8557 ^ YORKVILLETS. O., TUESDAY, JANUARY 11, 1910. . NX)T~3~ % | Novelized by > ! WK Soccessf ? Tr*4mic Thompson. Copyright. 1508. by F CHAPTER XIII. "Don't You Soe I Love You?" "Two dead; three mangled; one i ^ blind"? X Slowly, In dazed, mechanical fashion, * Sommers repeated the awful summary j of his failure. Frances' face was hor- i ror stricken, too, but with a quick, im. pulsive gesture of love and faith she j put her hand on his arm. "It Isn't your fault," she said. I ] know it isn't your fault" i His hand caught hers with a quick grip of thanks for the renewed courage her sympathy and faith brought him. \ "Won't you leave uh now?" he said, i low. 'TU see you ar.d tell you what he has to say." i Reluctantly the girl bowed and hur- i ried away into the hotel to wait there i % alone until her lover could see her. < When she had gone Sommers turned i quickly to Bradley. The secret service man had been j standing there, his face expressionless, j but his shrewd eyes taking in and his j keen brain analyzing all that had t transpired. i "Why was I not Informed of this i "before?" asked Sommers, still partly 1 dazed. 1 They decided to keep It from you until you came ashore," replied the secret service man. "How it all hap- s pened will be decided at the court of f inquiry. I have been on the case since i the accident occurred. Your gun stood < the test at the proving ground. It's I my opinion that it was killed in the tempering bath." 1 A wave of light swept over Sommers. ( CHe saw everything now. It was all plain. He understood why a drunken < foreman had been left in charge of the Job. He knew why Plnckney had been ( so solicitous. He realized why, Anally, he himself had been assaulted in the ( last desperate effort to keep him from witnessing the transfer of the gun to < the tempering bath. I *-m St.- A u-Hu liVflnPPfl ' rinaiiy nt: uaucioiwu ? had come there that night She must t have suspected, and she had come to ?*ve him. The thought of the dastard- i , ly trick enraged him. < "it was killed in the tempering bath! I svear it was!" Sommers exclaimed ] fiercely, "Pinckney was In the room that night at the Durant works. He's i here?here at this hotel. I'll settle with him!" He had taken a step when the secret I service man caught him by the arm. j "Easy, lad easy!" he cautioned, l "Don't lose your head! I've made Investigations ir Pittsburg, and I'm go- ) Jng to question Mr. Pinckney myself." With a desperate effort under the re- ] ^ straining hano Sommers regained his i tself control. His mind began to work again logically, shrewdly. He saw what he had to do and how he must help this friendly officer. "May I ask when you were In Pittsburg did you question a man named Marsh?" "You mean the draughtsman No," replied Bradley. "Do you think he knew anything of It?" Sommers Bhook his head In puzzled fashion. "He may have known something. He ought to. He was there." "Did you ever see a Mr. Rhinestrom : about there?" asked Bradley next. Sommers still looked puzzled. ^ "No; I didn't see him, but I heard a j great deal of him. Marsh was greatly interested in the gun Rhinestrom had Invented." * Bradley looked keenly at the naval officer. "Oh, Marsh was interested in that gun? But you never saw Rhinestrom about there?" he said significantly. Again there came that startling flash to Sommers. He began to suspect Just how blind he had been, but before he .could say another word Pinckney came ^ .out quickly from the hotel. The gen eral manager stopped, surprised at .sight of the naval lieutenant. I 'How are you, Sommers?" he said ] <coldly. 1 ^ Sommers bowed with equal coldness i as Bradley stepped in between the two men. "I've been most anxious to see you, i Mr. Pinckney," the secret service agent ( began. Pinckney looked at him, surprised. j "Who are you?" he asked. 1 "United States secret service man ; detailed on the Sommers gun case," came the quick reply. Pinckney suppressed an involuntary j start. "Oh, I see." he said. "I'm down- ( right sorry. Most unfortunate affair, indeed. But wnat can i uo .Bradley smiled pleasantly. "Why, answer a few questions, if you will," he suggested. The general manager could not keep , down all expression of annoyance, but , he knew it would never do to completely antagonize the secret service , ' man on the case, so he forced an apol- , ogy for a smile. "Of course, with pleasure. But I'm ( rather pushed for time. We sail almost Immediately. , a "In that case, I'll begin at once." 7 He turned to the government agent undisturbed. "Mr. Durant has kindly consented " T -V IJ ? tKnrm<al, in UlUl 1 SI1UUIU llldnc a ... ventilation at the works in Pittsburg , when I return. He is anxious to do all In his power to help me find upon ( whom the blame rests." The general manager drew himself ^ - ?P- l ' Blame," he said sternly. "Yes, blame," was the pointed reply. Again Pinckney made a move for 1 delay. He wanted to get to Pittsburg an quickly as he could to see Marsh I a' and cover up all tracks before he an^ < ewered any questions. "Can't you defer all questions until : the investigation In Pittsburg?" he i ruggested. "I'm in a great hurry, and in Pittsburg I will have all facts before me and can answer fully." VIRELESS] Thompson Bachaaaa From the \ ol Play of the Same Name 1k [ELL SMITH, FREDERIC !| ^ and PAUL ARMSTRONG iWaric TbinptM. All Righti Rtiimi 1J But Bradley was a man not to be denied. "I should prefer asking one or two now," he said and without waiting for response put his first query bluntly. "What hi your belief, Mr. Plnckney, as to the cause of this unfortunate action?" "My belief?" said the general man ager DianKiy. "Yes. Do you think the gun was killed In the tempering bath at your arsenal?" Pinckney's face flushed. "I do not," he retorted angrily. "I think the gun was constructed on theory, and the theory was unsound." Sommers, standing by, made a quick, angry movement but a sharp look from Bradley restrained him. The secret service man was apparently very much interested and thoroughly Milling to accept Pinckney's idea. In fact, agreeing with people wfis part of Bradley's stock in trade, and, in fact in Washington it was generally admitted that this particular star or the secret service bureau could agree tvith more people and get more information without offence than any man in the service. Now, apparently, he svas Pinckney's friend. "M'm?very interesting," he said, 'Now, what do you think of the Rhinestrom gun, Mr, Plnckney?" Pinckney looked at his questioner sharp!" * * ffl^e before him showid only bland agreement and casual Interest. "I consider the Rhinestrom gun the jest gun that has been Invented," said the general manager firmly. The face of the government agent :ontlnued to show bland interest only. "And have you controlled the patents )f the Rhinestrom gun?" "The Durant steel works control them," * " * general manager. "And you have a large government jrder for the Rhinestrom gun now that the Sommers gun Is out of the way?" persisted the unruffled questioner. Pinckney had been losing more and more of his self control as each sucjeeding home thrust struck him. "I don't like what that question implies, sir," he exclaimed angrily. - uraaiey maae a siigm cunveauvnni lod. "I'm sorry," he said indifferently. The conspirator had begun to realze he was fencing a strong, shrewd intagonist and it would not do to lose lis temper, so he hastened to explain. "We had the Rhinestrom order before the Sommers gun was forged." "Who is Rhinestrom?" commanded Bradley, with a sudden sternness that :ook the general manager completely ? <0?L Wri \W M "Who It RhlnetiromV commanded Bradley. ay surprise. Pinckney had not anticipated that question. For a moment ie hesitated, repeating blankly after :he government agent: Who is he?" Bradley's manner had changed abruptly from bland curiosity to stern Jetermination to know. "Yes," he said sharply, "who is Fthinestrom? Where does he come from? Where is he now? Whom did vou deal with?" Pinckney hesitated. "Why, I have no Idea who his friends ire." "Does Mr. Durant know?" asked the Jetectlve. Still Plnekney fenced. "I?I couldn't say. really. Better ask Mr. Durant." "I did," retorted Bradley shortly. Plnekney saw it was time to end this cross questioning if he was to get away safe. The government agent was shrewder than he thought, and this thin spot in his defense?the identity of Rhinestrom?seemed perilously weak. The only thing to do was to i'nu ii ai unte, I haven't time t<> talk to you further," he said. Bradley made a restraining gesture. "Just a moment more, Mr. Pinckney, Has Rhinestrom ever been at your works?" "No, sir," returned the general manager promptly. "Then how does Marsh know him?" demanded the government agent stern ly. It was pure bluff, but Plnckney had no Idea of that, and he took the bait, hook, sinker and all. "Marsh!" he exclaimed blankly. "Why. Marsh doesn't know him." For the first time Bradley permitted himself a sneering smile. "I can only go by what Marsh says," he declared. "Do you mean to tell me, Mr. Pinckney. that Marsh. the draughtsman of the Durant steel works, does not know the inventor of the Rhinestrom gun?" Pinckney's face was brick red with anger now, but inside there was a quiver of apprehension that Marsh had talked. If so, all was up. Anyway this questioning must stop. 'I'm not going to talk to you further, sir," he declared angrily. "Your manner la distasteful to me." Again there came that mocking, satirical apology. "Oh, I'm so sorry. But, Mr. Plnckney, you don't inind admitting that the man In charge of forging the Sommers gun was drunk?" "I do admit that," he said, "but he did his work properly. I was there myself to watch him. Mr. Sommers was there too." Instantly the secret service agent turned on Sommers. "Were you in the furnace room, Lieutenant Sommers, at the time the gun went into the bath?" ?* ? " <? nntrol /vffl _ ICS, sir, auiumru uic uniai u,,.cer, "I was." "Did it go In at the right temperature?" "It was Sommers' time to hesitate. "I?I don't know," he admitted. "I didn't see It." "You were In the furnace room," exclaimed the secret service man, 'and you did not see your own gun go Into the tempering bath?" "There was a quarrel with the foreman," said Sommers hesitatingly. "What were you quarreling about?" ?>!??/! Dro/llov * aoivcu umuiv/i It was the one question that Sommers could not answer. How could he bring Prances into it? Bradley was waiting impatiently for his reply. "I can't explain the bause of that quarrel," finally declared the naval officer firmly, and Plnckney permitted himself his first smile of satisfaction. After all, there was a chance of this young fool, through insane chivalry, permitting himself to overlook his only means of vindication. Bradley was still looking at Sommers with involuntary surprise when Plnckney made his next move. "Mr. Bradley, I want you to understand that I'm very sorry for Mr. Sommers about this whole affair. If I can be of any service to him or to you I shall be only too glad." The secret service man was not one to be whimsical or chivalrous when he had started out to accomplish anything. Promptly he took Plnckney at his word. "That's very good of you, sir, and you can be of the greatest service to us. Lieutenant Sommers goes to face the court of Inquiry at Washington, and it is his desire and mine to reach there with as little delay as possible. No steamer sails from this port to New York for nearly a week, "Now, the gun that made this trouble was forged at your works, and therefore, whether you wish (t or not, ...... h.vo o /tlront Interest In the case. y\J u ??U'V H ...T?T -rr- Perhaps I'm going to ask you something unusual, but it will be a great favor if you will allow Mr. Sommers and myself to sail with you Qn the Irvasaa." Pinckney and Sommers both stared at the secret service man in amaze, ment. The cool audacity of the proposal took them both off their feet. Sommers was the first to recover. "Bradley! No!" he exclaimed impetuously. Pinckney bowed coldly. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, "but you are asking too much. That'll be impossible." He turned away Just as Frances, tired of the waiting, re-entered the courtyard. "Ah, Frances, you are ready?" he asked. Without replying the girl came straight to Sommers. "What are you going to do now?" she asked directly. "I have been ordered to report at Washington at once to face the court of inquiry," returned the officer. The girl smiled. There were both sadness and joy in it?sadness for his unfortunate situation, joy that they had a chance still to be together. "We are just starting," she suggested. "Come with us on the yacht." Sommers shook his head. "I'm sorry; I can't do that." The girl stood looking at him, hurt and uncertain. She had not expected that rebuff. She could not understand it. Again Bradley seized the situation. "Miss Durant, Mr. Sommers goes to Washington to endeavor to show why he should not be court martialed for neglect of duty the night his gun was forged. It's most important that he <"> ihpri> a? soon as Dossible, and no ship sails from this port for a week." Pinckney stepped forward angrily. "Mr. Bradley, your explanation is most uncalled for," he exclaimed. Then Frances began to see. Her head came up, and her eyes lighted. "On the contrary, Mr. Bradley, I'm very much obliged to you for your explanation," she declared haughtily. "Would it not be possible for you and Lieutenant Sommers to return with us?" "It would be the greatest favor. Miss Durant," he said earnestly. "I had already requested it, but Mr. Pinckney objects." The girl turned on Pinckney haughtily. "When Mr. Plnckney realizes that the Iyvessa Is my father's yacht and that this gun was forged In my father's works and that It Is mv desire that Lieutenant Sommers and Mr. Bradley sail with us at once I am sure he will have no objections to offer." Rebuked, Plnckney bowed with ill grace, "Since Miss Durant wishes it I am only too happy to have you come with us, of course," he said to Bradley. The secret service man bowed in turn. "Then we'll go. of course, with thanks." he said simply. "If you will excuse me I'll get ready. Lieutenant Sommers and I will be at the dock within an hour. When Bradley and Pinckney both had gone Frances came over to where her lover was standing. "That was wrong." she said, gently reproving. "You should have trusted me more. We must have no more misunderstandings! From now on what affects you affects me. You and I are one, but don't you see"?she paused a moment, looking up at him. her heart in her eyes?"but don't you see I love you?" To be Continued. t* There are no fewer than one thousand eight hundred known sorts of lizards in the world. piscfUanrmw grading. TRIBULATIONS OF AN EDITOR. Wrong Things Just Would Creep Into the Trumpet Blast. "Seemed as if I couldn't help getting myself In trouble every once in a while, time I was running the Geeville Trumpet Blast of Freedom," said the exeditor, "through a fateful knack I had of printing things In the paper tturij might better have been left imprinted. In Jocose mood one week I returned thanks to Geeville's only butcher, Fritz Schneider, a phlegmatic little Dutchman, for some bologna sausage he had "laid on our table," and I wound up the item with: "Was it good? We should say so! Fact of the matter Is, It was dog-gone good." "I regarded that as quite neat: pointed but good natured. And it would have passed along all right if the hell J s-l? til iU. nuunu 01 me oppusmuii up uie hadn't come out next week and wanted to know If an honest, industrious Geeville merchant was to be insulted and his business injured by the too palpable insinuation of a backbiting, slandering, unscrupulous, decaying sheet, whose would-be trumpet blasts it was but base (lattery to call toots of tiie despised flshhorn. " "Our esteemed and genial butcher's sausages are dog-gone!' my amiable contemporary howled in that issue of his paper. "Dog-gone is gone dog, isn't I it? And what is gone dog? Prattling childhood even need not be told, and will mayhap point the deprecating finera* r\f onnrn a nrl InrlicrnaUnn ot FHtl Schneider as the man who fabricates his sausage from it! That our worthy and capable butcher has been patient under such a base insinuation so long pains but does not surprise us. Fritz Schneider is a patient man. But what of his gone dog sausage? And what of the Fish Horn's baseness?* "I was Just writing a reply to this burst of slime from my low lived contemporary, as I was pleased to call It, and Was saying that Fritz Schneider was indeed a patient man, and well the slush wallower up the street knew it, for Fritz has been waiting now seven months for the three shillings the starveling of the opposition sheet owed him for chuck steak and pig's liver, when the oince door opened with a bang and in came Fritz himself sputtering mad. *"Py chimmltty socks!" he shouted dancing about and shaking his fists at me. "You are making in der bapers daidt togs of mine sissage oudt! Donnervetter I am your nose twisting off alretty; I am soon schlocklng you on der cope yet! Daidt togs of mine slssige in! Himmel! If I am not holdt)ng in mineself der vill plodt be shpilling) Anyhow, you vill your bapers pe shtopr ping me! Yaw! Qvjck, alretty!' "I tried to calm ti)e irate l}ttl# butcher and explain matters to him, but he was too much hurt. He danced and fumed"'Daidt togs of mine sissige in!* he cried. 'Chimmltty socks! Und you mind adtwertialngment v|U pe moving too, from der bapers oudt! Und somedimes I baldt me your naiat, I v!M maype your nose pe tvistlng off yet, alretty! I vlll see me lader!' "And the indignant butcher gave me a parting shake of his fists under my nose and went banging out. The hellhound of the opposition's dastardly plot had made good. "I had reasons satisfactory to myself at a critical time In the state of the money market to want to stand well in favor with the lady whose hospitality as head of a boarding house I was then enjoying as a guest at regular rates. I had casually remarked about that time that I would hand it to her latter part of next week, at the same time asking her if she and her daughter would accept a coupie ui compmiieiiuiry editorial tickets for the minstrel show that was billed for a night or two In Geeville. That made a hit with her at once. She said they would be only too delighted, and I passed my plate for a second helping of the mackerel at supper that night. "I was running a little go3sipy department in my local page under the heading of 'Small Talk.' Little Jots of local bearing something like these, according to the season or topic uppermost: "Spring time is come, gentle Annie. "Ought to be the happy lanu oi canine just now?dogtooth violets, dogwood blossoms, Johnny-Jum-pups? "The six dollar a week city boarder putting on twenty dollar a week lugs Is en tap. "And so on and so forth every week. Klnklytop's Minstrels were to show In Geeville. The Trumpet Blast had had a J2 ad from it. The time was along in the fall. I collected my $2 at the box office and then requested the time honored privilege of the usual complimentary press tickets. "I noticed that the manager of the show was grouty and short with me, but I wasn't quite prepared for his positive refusal to give the tickets. I requested an explanation of this unheard of Ignoring of the customary courtesy. The manager produced the Trumpet Blast of that very weens i3sue, oui that day, and pointed to a spot under the heading of my pet 'Small Talk.' I read what he pointed at, the first two jots in the column: "The melancholy days are come. "Kinklytop's Minstrels are with us. 'I tried to explain to the manager that this apparent Insinuation was entirely due to inadvertence, but he wouldn't have It that way, and I had t<i ilenriKit tine nf the fat two dollars I had collected for the show ad. to get the two seats I had Invited the landlady and her daughter to accept. "That wasn't the worst of It. The landlady heard In some way that instead of her and her daughter having attended the show' on editorial tickets, with the show's compliments as well as the editor's, I had spent a dollar In cash to get them; and only the next evening I noticed a decided coolness on the part of the two. When I heard the mother remark to the daughter 1' * ? n rrrnn f rlnnl f~tt inai !t UUIIUI ntisii i a rui -course, but that some folks might better pay even that much on account than to spend it for tickets to a nigger show, I felt that I could make a pretty close guess as to the reason for the coolness I had noticed; and I changed my boarding house. "And that reminds me that the week I went to my new boarding place I was moved, with some haunting recollections of the old place, to print this in the Trumpet Blast as a sort of balm to my feelings: "Dried Apple Pies. "We loathe, abhor, detest, despise. Abominate dried apple pies! We like good bread, we like good meat, Or anything that's fit to eat. But of all poor grub beneath the skies, The poorest is dried apple pies. Give us the toothache or sore eyes, Tread on our corns or tell us lies, Rut Hnn't nnaa ririari a nnlp ntpq *-?uv vi?ii v puuu vau ut *vu Ud'iw pivw< "I gloated quite a little over that as I put the paper to press, ran off the edition and went to my first dinner at my new boarding house. Very good din-, ner, but when the dessert came on it was?dried apple pie! "I knew at once that it would have! been well if I had waited a while before printing that pointed rhyme about dried apple pies. It behooved me to stand well with the landlady, and I had my doubts whether that opinion of mine as to that kind of pie was going to arouse much enthusiasm for me on the part of the landlady, coming so right on top of my very first dinner of hers, with dried apple pie for dessert. And I was right. I got the stony glart from her at supper that night, and I felt at once that my three dollars and a half would be expected promptly at the end of the week. "I said nothing but had a scneme. It developed In the next Issue of the Trumpet Blast, as follows: "There appeared In our Issue of last week a bit of rhyme the burden of wHlch was a vigorous declaration that of all things held In contempt by us, to state it mildly, dried apple pie stood at the head. When that was printed we had not had the supreme pleasure of sitting at the groaning board of the hostess of Shady Lane boarding house, Mrs. Camp Whitbeck, and did not know the surprise that awaited us when, after enjoying the most delicious cut of pie that had ever delighted our palate and which almost tempted us to Ignore etiquette and ask for another piece, we learned that what he believed to be a new creation of the pastry cook's art with which Mrs. W. had favored her guests was dried apple pie! We therefore have Joy In declaring that In fho* rllofrlho o^oinat nnnlp nlafl 4,1 W??v ? ? ?? ?*< ?'V- -Kf - r ? we now make reservation of Mrs. Camp Whitbeck's: "We loathe, detest, abhor, despise, Abominate dried apple pies, Excepting always, be it known. The Mrs. Whitbeck kind alone. Give us the toothache or sore eyes, Tread on our corns or tell us lies, But don't pass us dried apple pies. Unless they're those?make no mistake? That only Mrs. Whit can make! "I Ibok a copy of the Trumpet Blast along with me when I went to dinner that day and without a word handed it to Mrs. W., pointing to the item. She read it and beaded like a sunrise. '"Why, that's Just grand!' said she, 'Thank'you ever so mqch!. And next week would do Just as vyell as not, but I'm going away. Mrs. Joblack Is going to run the house after tomorrow. Oh, this is just grand! Thank you ever so much!' "Huh, huh. We'll let that pass. Mrs. Joblack took possession of the house next day. She didn't, seem to have much of a smile for me, and at supper time I found out why. This was under mv nlate: I can make dried apple pies as well as any Whitbeck, that ever mixed dough. If you think you'd like 'em you can have the chance at $4 a week, in advance. Jane Joblack. "Yes. Seemed as if I was always putting my foot in it somehow, time I was running the Geeville Trumpet Blast of Freedom." TEMPERAMENTS. They Divide the Human Family Into Five Great Classes. The physician of a former generation used to talk much of the "temperament" of his patients?that is to say, the predominant type of physical constitution possessed by each. He studied this permanent temperament fully as carefully as he did the disease temporarily present before deciding upon the line of treatment to be adopted. Even today, although the physician speaks less of temperaments and diatheses and perhaps would be at a loss to tell the names by which they were formerly designated, he by no means ignores the physical tendencies of his patients. From the viewpoint of temperament one may regard the human family as divided into five great classes, although few belong solely to one type. Most persons have a mixture of two or more, being classified rather by the one which predominates. The first of these temperaments is the lymphatic or phlegmatic. In this the individuals are of a quiet, rather inert disposition. They move slowly, but they move surely. They are usu ally dependable people, true to tneir word and faithful to perform the duties assigned to them. A second type, in many ways the direct opposite of the first, Is the nervous temperament. These persons are quick In their movements, energetic In work and In play, strenuous, but often without staying power. What they accomplish they accomplish quickly. The third type Is the gouty, sanguine or rheumatic. The Individuals of this group are of florid complexion, frank and Jovial disposition, good "oiors ond slepners and "never sick." But In later life they pay for their previous health by gouty attacks, and when attacked by serious illness they are likely to succumb quickly. Persons of the bilious temperament are poor assimilators of food. They suffer from intestinal Indigestion, which leads to repeated attacks of "biliousness." All the process of secretion and excretion are sluggishly performed. The fifth temperament is the strumous. These people have poor digestion and defective reparative power. little cuts and scratches healing slowly. They are always "catching" whatever contagious disease is about. They lack firmness of texture. The glands In the neck, in the armpits and in the groins frequently become en larged. The treatment of the same disease in persons of different temperaments often varies greatly, and hence the Importance of the study and power to recognize the five distinct temperaments.?Youth's Companion. WMalls were first sent by rail in 1838. LEGARE BACK IN WASHINGTON. Remarkable Greeting to Popular Young Congressman. Representative George Legare, after an absence of more than a year In Mexico and at Pickens, where he went In search of health, returned to Washington last Thursday, says the Washington correspondence of the Ne^s and Courier. He received an ovation when he appeared on the floor of the house Just before noon, and the scene was a touching one. Walking here and there through the aisles, both hand3 were extended to receive the numerous greetings offered him, and It Is almost oortaln that nn man over roppluoH an cordial a welcome back to congress from both Republicans and Democrats alike as did Mr. Legare. Rock ribbed Republicans, who have no love for Democrats, left their seats and went to where Mr, Legare was standing. Many of them put their arms around him, and still more showed In other ways Just how glad they were to have the popular young congressman from South Carolina back again. When Mr. Legare stood before Speaker Cannon's desk to be sworn in as a member of the 61st congress, and took the oath, there was immediate applause from both sides of the house, something that is rarely, if ever. done. In Mr. Cannon's room a touching incident took place. Tenderly placing his arms around Mr. Legare's neck the speaker, after welcoming him most cordially, said: "There is not a man in the world that I would rather see here today than you, with the exception of my own son." Representative Foss, Republican, chairman of the house naval affairs committee, says: "George, go home and take care of your health. We will look out for you." Other equally cordial welcomes were extended Mr. Legare by the old members, and in addition to these, a number of younger ones, who had come to the house in Mr. Legare's absence, hurried to him to extend congratulations upon his return. Mr. Legare looks perfectly well, and one can see no trace of the battle that he has had for life in a far off country, with family and friends behind him, But the same fight that has made him so popular in congress, and which ha# enabled him to return to Washington to resume his duties, will, It is hoped, still further send him on the road to entire recovery. QUAINT NEGRQ PROVERBS, A Doleful Fatality the Keynote of Many gf Th?m. A race in its youth always expresses itself in proverbs, parables, fables and aphorisms. The very old negruos of the plantations are still young enough in race development to use this styi3>f expression. I recall the daily farewell of one old house woman who for a time served me faithfully and well. She always bade me adieu as if the waters of eternal parting would roll between us ere the dawn of tomorrow. At evening it would be: "Good night, miss, if I aon t never see you no mo try to git quainted wld de Lord;" or "Good-bye miss; if I ain't wid you in de mornin' I'll be wid my Maker." Despite this quivering balance on the border of the great unknown, she still lives. This was her cynical definition of home; "De place whar I'm best known, least thought on." "I'm goln' to do somethin' now de devil ain't never done for you," she said once to a fellow servant. "What's that?" asked the young servant, not so familiar with old plantation jargon. "Go off and let you 'lone," said the old woman. De devil ain't never done dat for you!" A fixed fatality, one not to be argued with or fought against, lives in the old negro sayings, as: Better let well do done. Live, leajn, die and forget all. Des so de tree falls des so It lie. Hard times set in de road for you both gwine and comin'. What's comin's comin', up de road or down de road, you can't travel pas' It. Ynii mn v s?nvf> nil vn' davs. but vo' can't save yo' life! You can turn de stream around, but you can't twist It back. Some sayings have reference to certain superstitions of the race, for instance: "Taln't no good to kill de crane after he done fly over de roof er de house and call fer a corpse. Whlckerin' mares don't hatter ax de read to de cabin w'nar de old folks live, None but a foo) '11 hang a horseshoe on de limb of a belted tree. It is an old belief that It Is a death sign for some member of the family dwelling In the house over which a crane flies, uttering his doleful note, which to the negro ear spells corpse! corpse! corpse! The whickering mares are little brown birds known by that name to the plantation hands. They are said to fly In flocks and to come about a cabin only when some old dweller therein approaches death. At such times they fly and whicker a-near and can not be driven away. A horseshoe hung on a tree Is said to make It grow faster and bear fruit. Of the rapid passage of time we have these: Day Is short as ever, time's long as it has been. Day's des a arm long, you can reach clean across It. Night's a shadder, day's a shine. Gone To' you catch It gwine. r,-~- " ~ j /\# tnlo/1 om a rA OUII1C UUU9 ctliu CI1UA wi niouuin uiv garnered In these: Mistakes ain't haystacks, or dar'd be mo' fat ponies dan dar Is. Burn up de ax helve dat can't hold up de blade. Let de flat Iron rust dat puts cat faces on de cloze. Don't fly so high dat you hit on a candle. Trouble follers sin as sho' as fever ? 411 [Olliiwa a emu. Fire don't crack a full pot. Des hold up yo' end er de beam and de world'H roll on. De fool'll hang a horseshoe on a dead man's do' for luck. A fool 'n* his ways Like a donkey *n' his neighs? Des like sense to gaze And graze. Wile bird smell de woods In de midst er de gyarden. That we grow wise with labor and sorrow the following sayings teach: Troubled Is val'able; every bile on yo' flesh It wo'th good five dollars to you. Workln' In de cotton patch ain't easy, Dry bread ain't greasy! Others treat of the better part of content: De laziest man can make de biggest fire. A po' ride is better'n a proud walk. A bank er sweet 'taters is food and fire and cloze?us set all day and roast 'em and don't need to go out do's. Fifty year work won't put as much gole In yo' pocket as de moon'll put In one-half hour of a summer night. Tarryln' ain't carryln', and it's heap easier work?des let rabbit stop long 'nough in de run to lick his hind foot and de dogs can't catch him dat trip. Many expressions enant that darling of the plantation household, the pig, can be found, as: "Piggy ain't pretty, but he meat -is sweet." To do a thing thoroughly is to go it "whole hog or none." One reared in plenty is one "raised on hog and hominy." And a final defence of the pig and his habits Is: "If de pig be greedy it's for yo' good." A certain old cook once described her aptitude at learning thus well and curtly: "It ain't hard to git across de log." A nnthnr vnio^H thp prvlnc nAOPfljiitv of fcod first thus: "You can say, wait, back! wait, head! But de stomach hit say,' 'now!' " The wisdom of many old world proverbs are crystallized Into black diamonds in the strata of plantation lore, as: "I know dat de scriptures say, 'Klver yo' house 'gln3t a rainy spell and de Lord '11 keep off de weadder. De Lord He do make de wind, but he don't make de house dat de wind blow down." But strange are the contortions that some familiar old sayings undergo when quoted by the lips of these dusky wiseacres. The old adage "there's many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip" becomes "a sllppln' cup do twist de Hp!" while "let old scores rest" becomes "let old scores fest, 'caze dat what dey gwine do anyhow." "Let sleeping dogs He" la freely transposed Into "let sneaking dogs die!" It is the stories and texts from the Bible that fare most strangely at the hands of these quaint people. Oftlmes Is told with envious gusto the stcry of "de widder Cruise's oil Jug" that never ran dry, of "how Oldeon fleeced 'em," and all the world know* the story that the late Senator Pettus of Alabama, made Immortal, that of the "ten sons that Mika bear to Nahum." "Ten sons dat milked a bear fcr dey pa, Nahum." Below are the plantation transpositions of some familiar texts: A man wld a house full er chlllen Is harried twel he quiver! Blessed is de man dat's oonslder'bly, P?'. A soft answer turns de way er wrath: grievous words is de stirrup of anger. Wisdom has no known nothln' chlllen. Flies make a stlnkin' ornament for a pot to carry to a pot.?News and Courier. ORIM RUSSIAN PRISON. Living Death the Lot of Inmates of Schlusselburg. * In the middle of the River Neva, where it flowg out of Lake Ladoga, there Ilea a tiny island surrounded on three aides by the turbulent waters of the river and hemmed in upon the fourth by the cold and stormy lake. Upon this island stands a very ancient fortress enclosed by high walla more than twenty feet in thickness. This Is the fortress of Schlusselburg. Day and night sentinels, relieved every two hours, pace around the top of these walls, keeping a vigilant lookout on every hand. No one from within the fortress, not even the soldiers or gendarmes, is allowed to communicate with the people who dwell upon the banks of the river. If the unwary flsh erumu uiiauuca iu uun m uu> uvai wu near the walls of the fortress he Is greeted by the shout of a sentinel, aiming his rifle: "Away! Or I shoot!" Not even the Dead Sea In the deserts of Asia is so utterly Isolated and cut off from the living world as is this fortress of Schlusselburg, which lies within forty miles of St Petersburg. They are very ancient, the high walls of the fortress. In many places they are cracked from old age, and In the cracks little trees have taken root, | They look sullen and ominously silent, j as if they hid dark and grewsome secrets. And In truth in the whole world ' ofollo V?Qt Hqi/A U'lt ? mere ai C IIU Vll ICI nana ki< u %, w nes3ed so many tragedies as those of the fortress of Schlusseiburg. The regime and the aspect of the prison were carefully thought out and planned, being, as the ministers visit- i ing the Schlusseiburg repeatedly de- i clared to the prisoners, intended to i demonstrate to them that It was des- i tlned to be their grave. The cells were constructed in such a manner as con- i stantly to remind the prisoners of a i tomb. The stone floors were painted black and the walls dark gray. The window panes were opaque, so i that no ray of sun ever penetrated , within the cells and no trace of color < from without could be caught by the i prisoners. The iron bedstead was turn- | ed up by day and chained against the wall, and only a little stool, also fastened in Its place, allowed the prisoners an occasional rest from the incessant stride backward and forward across the floor of the cell. This pacing back and forth was In fact the only diversion permitted to the prisoners. No books were given to them except the Bible, which they had already learned from cover to cover In the fortress of Sts. Peter and Paul, no work for their hands, no color for their eyes, no sound for their ears. Cut off from the living world, buried In the black stone cells, clothed In the dingy prison garb, with cne sleeve black, the other yellow, they strode to and fro from corner to corner of their cages. Their food was abominablebread. half raw, made of rotten flour, and a plate of hot water, In which floated a few shreds of meat or the traces of an onion.?McClure's. t?* The tonnage of the Mauretanla is thirty-one thousand nine hundred and thirty-eight; that of the Lusitanla, thirty-one thousand five hundred and 1 fifty. ISTHMIAN TRAFFIC. ???? Great Volume of Commerce by Panama and Tehuantepec. More than sixty million dollars' worth of American merchandise was carried by rail across the isthmuses of Panama and Tehuantepec In the fiscal year 1909. and in the calendar year which ends with next month the total will probably reach seventy-five millions in value. Of the two railway lines which now carry freight acrost the narrow neck of land connecting North and South America, that at the Isthmus of Panama is forty miles in lengtn; tne otner, at tne isthmus of Tehuantepec, 190 miles. The one at Panama, owned by the government, is, of course, largely devoted to work and traffic growing out of the construction of the Panama canal; the other at Tehuantepec, 190 miles In length, constructed chiefly with British capital and controlled in part at least by the Mexican government, was built especially for the purpose of handling freights between the Atlantic and Paciflc, and, although opened at the beginning of 1907, has already carried about one hundred million dollars' worth of merchandise passing chiefly between the Atlantic and Paciflc ports of the United States. Reports received by the bureau of statistics of the department of commerce and labor show that the Tehuantepec railway, which crosses the isthmus at Tehuantepec in the southern part of . Mexico carrying the freights received from the steamship lines plying between the great ports of the United States and the eastern and western termini, carried in the flrat year ofits operation?1907 ? between twentyfive and thirty million dollars' worth of merchandise; in the second year? 1908?nearly thirty-eight million dollars' worth, and In the present year it will exceed fifty million dollars in the value of the freight carried by it The Panama railroad, engaged chiefly as above suggested in work in behalf of the Panama Canal, carried in 1907 about twelve million dollars' worth of merchandise originating in the United 8tates and bound either for other parts of this country or for foreign countries. In 1908, about nine and a half million dollars' worth, and In 1909 will show about the same total. The merchandise passing over the Isthmus railways in the year ending June SO, 1909, included thirty-six million dollars' worth originating on the eastern coast of the United States and destined for Pacific ports, including both the United States and foreign countries bordering on the Pacific, and twenty-six million dollars' worth originating on the Pacific coant and at the Hawaiian Islands and destined for the eastern ports of the United States. Of the merchandise crossing by way of the Panama railway, nine million. ? dollars' worth moved from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and a little less than two million dollars' worth from the Pacific to the Atlantic Of the nine millions crossing from the Atlantic side to the Pacific coast by the Panama line, four millions were destined to the western ports of the United States, and five millions to foreign countries located upon the Pacific coast of America. The business of the Tehuantepeo line, although much larger in its value than that of the Panama route, included chiefly merchandise moving between the eastern and western ports of the United States and the Hawaiian Islands. Of the nearly fifty-two million dollars' worth of merchandise passing over the Tehuantepec line in the fiscal year 1909, over twenty-four million dollars' worth moved from the Pacific end, destined to ports on the eastern coast of the United States; and twenty-seven million dollars' worth moved from the eastern end, destined for Pacific ports. Of the twenty-four and a half million dol lars' worth of merchandise received at the Pacific terminus of the Tehuantepec road over eighteen million dollars' worth was from Hawaii, being almost exclusively sugar for the refineries of Philadelphia and New York, while over five million dollars' worth of miscellaneous merchandise. Of the twenty-seven million dollars' worth passing westwardly over the Tehuantepec lines, twenty-three millions were sent to ports on the Pacific coast?San Francisco, San Diego and Seattle!?and three million dollars' worth to Hawaii. New York and San Francisco are the chief centers for this ocean and trans-Isthmian traffic between the eastern and western coasts of the United States. METAL MONEY. The Greeks Started Coining Long Before the Christian Era. The invention of coinage Is due to the Greeks, most probably to the bankers of Halicarnassos and adjacent Asia Minor Greek colonies, who toward the end of the eighth century B. C. began stamping the small gold and electron Ingots which passed iliruugu men uauuo cw vuitcuw/ nun a mark of some sort intended to guarantee the weight and purity of the metal. Such ingots very soon assumed a round and more regular shape, which we And already in the older silver coins from Aeglna, nearly contemporary with the Asia Minor "beans." Curious to say, none of the surrounding people with whom the Asiatic and European Greeks were in constant communication, political or commercial, took up the wonderful Invention which at present seems to us of such obvious necessity that we scarcely realize how the civilized world of old can ever have got on without It. As a matter of fact, however, neither the Phoenicians, with their practical commercial sense, nor the Lydfans nor the Persians, who claimed the supremacy over the very cities where the new currency was Initiated, nor, of course, the Egyptians, ever had coinage till the conquests of Alexander disseminated the Greek civilization all through the eastern world. The Romans came to know of It through the Greek cities In Sicily and Magna Graecia and began striking sil ver coins toward the beginning of the third century B. C. In the meantime with the Greeks die sinking, like everything else, had fallen within the domain of art, and their coins, above all those struck during the fifth and fourth centuries B. C. by the Dorians of Sicily at Syracuse and Agrigentum, have never been equaled and remain forever a standard of beauty for the artist and a model of perfection for the die sinker.?London" Saturday Review.