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l. m. grists sons, Publishers, j ^ ^amiln Ueirspaper: <J[or the promotion of the political. Social. Agricultural and (Commercial Interests of the people. |TE^otKrp^ailiamn,lt ESTABLISHED 1855. ^ YORKVILLE, S. C. TUESDAY, APRIL 26, 1910. NO. 33, C4ls kJM FI <3^ BY EMERSO Copyright by Bob f CHAPTER XI. Who Giveth This Woman. Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions.?Jules Michelet. On my return to my quarters at Brown's I looked at the top of my bureau. It was empty. My friend Dandridge had proved faithful. The slipper of the baroness was gone! So now, 1 hurriedly, I began my toilet for that 1 occasion which to any gentleman should be the one most exacting, tne ' most important of his life's events. Elisabeth deserved better than this 1 unseemly haste. Her sweetness and ! dignity, her adherence to the forms of 1 life, her acquaintance with the elegan- 1 cies, the dignities and conventions of 1 the best of our society, bespoke for her 1 ceremony more suited to her class and mine. 1 I told none about my quarters anything of my plans, but arranged for my portmanteaus to be sent to the railway station for that evening's train north. ' I hurried to the Bond's jewelry place 1 and secured a ring?two rings, in- ( deed; for, in our haste, betrothal and 1 wedding ring needed their first use at J the same day and hour. I found a 1 waiting carriage which served my purpose, and into it I flung, urging the 1 driver to carry me at top speed into ' Elmhurst road. As we swung down the road I leaned ( forward, studying with intertst the dust 1 cloud of an approaching carriage. As ' it came near, I called to my driver. The 1 two vehicles paused almost wheel to wheel. It was my friend Jack Dan- ' dridge who sprawled on the rear seat ' of the carriage! That is to say. the 1 fleshly portion of Jack Dandridge. His ' mind, his memory, and all else, were s gone. I sDrang into his carriage and caught him roughly by the arm. I felt In all his pockets, looked on the carriage ( floor, on the seat, and pulled up the ' dust rug. At last I found the license. "Did you see the baroness?" I asked, then. At this he beamed upon me with a wide smile. "Did I?" said he. with gravity pulling down his long buff waistcoat. "Did I? Mos' admi'ble woman in all the worl'! Of course, Miss 'Lis'beth Churchill also mos' admi'ble woman in the worP," he added politely, "but I didn't see her," The sudden sweat broke out upon my forehead. "Tell me, what have you J done with the slipper!" t Ua uKaaIt Vila honrl anrllv "\fishtA- 1 ken, my friend! I gave mos' admi'ble slipper in the worl\ just ash you said. Just as baroness said, to Mish Elisabeth Churchill?mos' admi'ble woman in the worl'!" "Did you see her?" I gasped. "Did you see her father?any of her family?" "God blesh me, no!" rejoined this young statesman. "Feelings delicacy prevented. Washn't in fit condition to approach family mansion. Alwaysh mos' delicate. Sent packazh in by servant, from gate?turned round?drove off?found you." My only answer was to spring from his carriage into my own and to order my driver to go on at a run. At last I reached the driveway of Elmhurst. my carriage wheels cutting the gravel as we galloped up in the front door. My rron QO T h 11T- i nppiuttun ?as nuicu. u?vu uo * ried up the steps the tall form of none other than Mr. Daniol Churchill appeared to greet me. I extended my hand. He did not notice it. I began to speak. He bade me pause. "To what may I attribute this visit. Mr. Trist?" he asked me. with dignity. "Since you ask me. and seem not to know," I replied, "I may say that I am here to marry your daughter. Miss Elisabeth! I presume that the minister of the gospel is already here?" "The minister is here," he answered. "There lacks one thing?the bride." "What do you mean?" He put out his arm across the door. "I regret that I must bar my door to you. But you must take my word, as coming from my daughter, that you are not to come here tonight." I looked at him, my eyes staring < wide. I could not believe what he 1 said. "Why." I began: "how utterly mon- J strous!" 1 A step sounded in the hall behind * him, and he turned back. We were joined by the tall clerical figure of the Reverend Doctor Halford, who had. it 1 seemed, been at least one to keep his ( appointment as made. He raised his 1 hand as if to silence me. and held out * to me a certain object. It was the slip- ' per of the Baroness Helena von Ritz? 1 white, delicate, dainty, beribboned. ' "Miss Elisabeth does not pretend to ' understand why your gift should take ' this form: but as the slipper evidently 1 has been worn by some one, she sug- 1 gests you may perhaps be in error in' ' sending it at all." He spoke in even. ' icy tones. "Let me into this house!" I demand- 1 ed. "I must see her!" There were two tall figures now. who ( stood side by side in the wide front ' door. ' "Rut don't you see. there has been a ' mistake, a horrible mistake?" I de- 1 manded. Doctor Halford, in his grave and * * ' - " ? ' I* * .,? J <|Uiet way. assisted nnnsru n> suuu. "Sir," he said, "knowing both families, I agreed to this hast-- and unceremoni- 1 ousness, much against my will. Had there been no objection upon either side. I would have undertaken to go forward with the wedding ceremony. Rut never in my life have I. and never shall I, join two in wedlock when eith? r is not in that state of mind and soul consonant with that hold hour." consonant with that hold hour." There came over me the reaction, an icy calm. "Gentlemen." said I slowly, "what you tell me is absolutely impossible and absurd. Rut if Miss Klisabeth really doubts me on evidence such as this. 1 would be the last man in the world to j ask her hand. I have no time to argue \ now. Good-by!" They looked at me with grave faces, i 40 I A ;HT Af\ N HOUGH ft m M bs-Merrill Co. JK but made no reply. I descended the steps, the dainty, beribboned slipper still in my hand, got into my carriage and started back to tne city. CHAPTER XII. The Marathon. As two gods should play some heavenly match, and on this wager lay two earthly women.?Shapespeare. An automaton, scarcely thinking, I gained the platform of the station. There was a sound of hissing steam, a rolling cloud of sulphurous smoke, a shouting of railway captains, a creaking of the wheels. Without volition of iny own, I was on my northward journey. Presently I looked around and found seated at my side the man whom 1 then recollected I was to meet?Doctor Samuel Ward. "What's wrong, Nicholas," he asked. 'Trouble of any kind?" So, briefly, I told him what little I knew of the events of the last hour. I told him of the shame and humiliation if it all. He pondered for a minute ind asked me at length if 1 believed Miss Elisabeth suspected anything of ny errand of the night before. "How could she?" I answered. "So far as I can recollect I never mentioned :he name of the Baroness von Ritz." Then, all at once, I did recollect! I lid remember that I had mentioned the iame of the baroness that very morning to Elisabeth, when the baroness aassed us in the East Room! Doctor Ward was keen enough to see :he sudden confusion on my face, but te made no comment beyond saying Lhat he doubted not time would clear t all up; that he had known many such affairs. "But mind you one thing," he added; 'keep those two women apart." "Then why do you two doddering )ld idiots, you and John Calhoun, with ife outworn and the blood dried in four veins, send me, since you doubt ne so much, on an errand of this kind? "You see what it has done for me. I im done with John Calhoun. He may jet some other fool for his service." "Where do you propose going, then, 'riend?" "West," 1 answered. "West to the ilockies?" Doctor Ward calmly produced a toroise shell snuff-box from his left-hand vaistcoat pocket, and deliberately took snuff. "You are going to do nothing of he kind," said he calmly. "You are gong to keep your promise to John Calmun and to me. Believe me. the husiless in hand is vital." "I care nothing for that." I answered sulci iy. "But you are the agent of your eoun:ry. You are called to do your coun:ry's urgent work. All life is only trouble vanquished. I ask you now to be a nan: I not only expect it, but demand t of you!" His words carried weight in spite of nyself. I began to listen. I took from lis hand the package, looked at it. exlmined it. Finally, as he sat silently egarding me, I broke the seal. "Now, Nicholas Trist," resumed Doc:or Ward presently, "there is to be at Montreal at the date named in these lapers a meeting of the directors of the Hudson Bay Company of England. There will be big men there?the bigjest their country can produce: leaders if the Hudson Bay Company, many jublic men even of England. It is runored that a brother of Lord Aberdeen, if the British Ministry, will attend. Do you begin to understand ?" Ah, did I not? Here, then, was fur:her weaving of those complex plots vhlch at that time hedged in all our listorv as a republic. Now, I guessed :he virtue of our knowing somewhat of England's secret plans, as she surely lid of ours. I began to feel behind me he Impulse of John Calhoun's swift en?rgy. "It is Oregon!" I exclaimed at last. Doctor Ward nodded. "Very possi jly. It has seemed to Mr. Calhoun very ikely that we may hear something of ;reat importance regarding the far Northwest. A missed cog now may ?ost this country a thousand miles of :erritory. a hundred years of history." In spite of myself. I began to feel the stimulus of a thought like this. It was ny salvation as a man. I began to set iside myself and my own troubles. "You are therefore," he concluded, 'to go to Montreal, and find your own >vay into that meeting of the directors >f the Hudson Bay Company. There s a bare chance that in this intrigue Mexico will have an emissary on the ?round as well. There is reason to suspect her hostility to all out plans of extension, southwest and northwest. Naturally, it is the card of Mexico to bring on war, or accept it if we urge; but only in case she has England as bet- ally. England will get her pay by taking Texas, and what is more, by aking California, which Mexico does n>?t ralue. She owes England large sums bow. That would leave England owner >f the Pacific coast; for, once she gets California, she will fight us then for all >f Oregon. It is your duty to learn all r?f these matters?who is there, what is lone; and to do this without making known your own identity." I sat for a moment in thought. "It :? t f?r?.illf honor I.*? <lll IIwimm, r?c<IVI i iiiian.i ? **? k<> large that under it I feel small." "Now," said Doctor Ward, placing a snarled hand on my shoulder, "you besin to talk like a Marylander. It's a race, my boy, a race across this continent. There are two trails?one north ind one mid-continent, on these paths two nations contend in the greatest Marathon of all the world. England or the I'nited States?monarchy or republic?aristocracy or humanity?" "Good-by." he said, its we steamed Into Baltimore station. 1 turned, and lie was gone. CHAPTER XIII. On Secret Service. If the world was lost through woman, ?he alone can save it.? Louis de BeauFort. In the days of which I write, our civilization was, its I may sav. so embry onic, that it is difficult for us now to realize the conditions which then obtained. We had several broken railway sys- i tems north and south, but there were not then more than five thousand miles | of railway built in America. All things considered, I felt lucky when we reached New York less than twentyfour hours out from Washington. Up the Hudson I took the crack . steamer Swallow, the same which just one year later was sunk while trying to beat her own record of nine hours and two minutes from New York to Albany. I cut* requueu eie>uu iiuuim v?h <jui h.k,> Under conditions then obtaining, it . took me a day and a half more to reach Lake Ontario. Here, happily, I picked up a frail steam craft, owned by an adventurous soul who was not unwilling to risk his life and that of others on the uncertain and ice-fllled waters of Ontario. With him I negotiated to carry me with others down the St. Lawrence. One delay after another with broken machinery. lack of fuel, running Ice and what not. required five days more of my time ere I reached Montreal. I could not be called either officer or spy, yet none the less I did not care to be recognized here in the capacity of one overcurious. I made up my costume as that of an innocent free trader from the western fur country of i he s states, and was able, from my earlier a experiences, to answer any questions as * to beaver at Fort Hall or buffalo on tbe * Yellowstone or the Red. Thus I passed r freely In and about all the public places t of the town, and inspected with a certain personal interest all its points of t interest. I As I moved about from day to day, i: making such acquaintance as I could, I I found in the air a feeling of excitement o and expectation. The hotels, bad as t they were, were packed. The public t places were noisy, the private houses ii crowded. Gradually the town became s half-military and half-savage. Per- o sons of importance arrived by steamers z up the river, on whose expanse lay t boats which might be bound for Eng- t land?or for some of England's colonies, u The government?not yet removed to c Ottawa, later capital of Ontario?was f then housed in the old Chateau Rame- v zay, built so long before for the French a governor, Vaudreuil. v Here. I had reason to believe, was a now established no less a personage a than Sir George Simpson, governor t>t c the Hudson Bay Company. Rumor had ,3 it at the time that Lord Aberdeen of j England himself was at Montreal. a That was not true, but I established ^ without doubt that his brother really n was there, as well as Lieutenant Wil- j, liam Peel of the navy, son of Sir Robert Peel, England's prime minister. s I was not a week in Montreal before n I learned that my master's guess, or his ^ information, had been correct. The race t was on for Oregon! t All these things, I say. I saw go on ^ about me. Yet in truth as to the inner workings of this I could gain but little actual information. I saw England's ships, but it was not for me to know v whether they were to turn Cape Hope or the Horn. I saw Canada's voyageurs. but they might be only on their annual journey, and might go no farther than their accustomed posts in the west. In French town and English town, among common soldiers, voy- a ageurs, inn-keepers and merchants, I ** wandered for more than one day and r felt myself still helpless. That is to say, such was the case un- ^ til there came to my aid that greatest h fi of all allies, Chance. [To be Continued.] p ?????? t; A CURE AND A FEE. a u Peculiar Experience of a Doctor With a a Business Man. ^ In conversation one day about the n peculiar views that commercial men ti sometimes entertain about profes- p sionai services. Dr. S. Weir Mitchell .. told the following story: "A very wealthy man came to consult me about ar. attack of vertigo. He d said that he had just returned ftoj.i g a trip to Europe, where he had consulted eminent specialists, but that n they had failed to afford him any per- e manent relief. 'A physician in Lon- d don, he said, 'asked me why I did g not make an attempt to be cured nearer home. I thought on my way out west I would stop over to see Fl you.' s " 'Has any physician you have visited looked into your ears?' I asked. " 'No.' was the reply. n "I made an examination of his ears, d removed some wax and a substance j, that appeared to be hardened remnants of cotton wool. I sent him away p then and told him to come again in h a day or two. He did so. tl " 'Well,' he exclaimed, 'I am cured. ? How much do I owe you?' . " 'About $50.' I replied. 11 "As he drew a check he asked, 'Did you know when you first examined t, my ears that you could cure me?' "When I told him that I nad a very fair conviction that I could he said: c 'Well, you are a blanked fool! You b should have said to me, "1 think I jj can cure you. and I will do so for $10,000?no cure, no pay." Vou would c have got your money without a mur- h mur.' tl ? ?AU I on {/I ?lf vaii fnol that irflV about it there are several little charities in which I am interested, and'? v " 'No, no!' he interrupted. "That v is not business. I have my cure, and ^ you halve the price you asked. The ? transaction is closed.' " m h FUEL OF THE FUTURE. F tl Oil May Supplant Coal In the United n F Stales Navy. tl Substitution of oil for coal as fuel on United States cruisers and battleships is being so seriously contemplated by the naval authorities that its C early adoption by the navy is now ^ generally considered certain. Recent . experiments have demonstrated, it is reported, that the plan is not only h feasible, but a great improvement p over the use of coal. It not only gives a the ships a greater steaming radius, according to experts, but it ellmin- * ates the telltale trail of smoke that o in the (went of war could easily be- f, tray the whereabouts or a fleet. Vessels now being built for the United States government are being ^ equipped with auxiliary oil apparatus tl This is regarded as the first step of the government in its contemplated plan to eliminate the use of coal. If the results prove satisfactory and it fi can be demonstrated that a vessel of f, war can be better propelled by the n power derived from the use of oil as locomotives are in the west, then the ? . / ..II oonl ...til Kn it SUOSlllUllOIl OI nil IIII nun n III m i, made. t! The change, it is believed, will be of , great benefit, as it will enable the government to dispense with the ser- 1 vices of half of the men now employ- c ed in the boiler rooms, will save space, v do away with smoke and eliminate the laying up (if vessels for days at s a time in order to take a coal supply h aboard. A way can be devised for tl filling the oil tanks of the vessels in w a few hours. At present several days are lost in filling the hunkers with " coal. tl iUistrllitncous trailing. ROOSEVELT ON HOME STRETCH. Resume of Former President's Outing In the African Jungles. Theodore Roosevelt, former presilent, faunal naturalist, rough rider ind private citizen, is on his way back :o publicity and home. After a year is a mighty hunter he how changes his ole on the world stage and becomes a ;o liege lecturer. When through playng that part he will take up?who tnows what? It is safe to say that, whatever the next stunt he tackles, it vlll be interesting. One of the rereshing things about Roosevelt is that, et the game be what it will, he plays t for all that is in him. Whether it >e ranching, hunting, soldiering, writ ng or lecturing; whether it be as mem>er of assembly, candidate for mayor, >ollce commissioner, assistant secreary of the navy, colonel, governor, dee president or president; whether t be in the character of speaker, edlor, author or moral evangelist, he puts ill of himself into whatever he does, ie talked of hitting the line hard beore he went into Africa: he talked of lifting the line hard when he emerged. From the few scraps of his converation that have floated down the Nile ind zipped their way around the world te is the same old Roosevelt. They ake one back to the days of Loeb, the lature fakers, the strenuous life and he tennis cabinet. It seems good, doesn't it? Just' like he old days! After a dreary year of Jayne-Aldrich tariff, Uncle Joe, the nsurgents, Ballinger-Pinchot, Cook'eary and forty-seven different kinds f investigations the sound of the voice hat has been smothered so long in hp Afrlpan liinfHps hrlnera hnr?k a feel ng of mother and home. Next we hall hear of race suicide, malefactors f great wealth and undesirable citiens. Truly there Is once more an Interest in life. Now we shall revive he Ananias club, the muck rakers' inion and the shorter and uglier assoiatlon. Roosevelt is coming home! le may have to stop and shake hands rith a few kings and kaisers merely s a formality, but he is headed our k'ay. Already there is a dental gleam cross the Atlantic, and a fresh snap nd vivacity are in the air. Teddy is oming home! Get the old bass drum own from the attic, pull the bunting rom the closet under the stairway , nd take out your vocal apparatus and iust it off. The Teddy bear is once nore In fashion, the big stick is wavng in the breeze, and the spear that nows no brother is glistening in the un. The trust busters' march need o longer be played with the soft iedal. Throw back the lid, stand on he loud one and come down on all he keys at once. Bang! There?that's letter! What a relief It is to do It In , he good old way! Farewell to "Bwana Tumbo." Colonel Roosevelt has been called l arious names during his career, many I f them not printable. At present his ( lost popular titles are "the colonel" nd simply T. R. The African natives eny that they called him "Bwana 'umbo," but a much more respectful , nd elevated title. Evidently Bwana 'umbo was the invention of some cor- , espondent who should be made a life | lember of the Ananias club. One sus- ( iclous circumstance about the denial, , owever, is that it was made just be- ] ire the natives were expecting to be aid off. The African native's verac- ] y is as elastic as tnat 01 an ij,sKimo, . nd Just before pay day one of them , ,-ould be liable to say anything. But, s for the name Bwana Tumbo, it ( as been worked to death anyway and j light as well be thrown into the dis- , ard. Teddy is a trifle informal, so ( erhaps we shall have *o fall back on , the colonel." j What about the pessimists who pre- j icted that the colonel was certain to j et African fever or the sleeping sick- , es and those other Wall street proph- j ts who hoped that every lion would , o its duty? They are all talking ] mall now. Did they imagine that any- , hing in Africa could withstand the ( toosevelt luck? What good are Wall , treet prophets anyway? Most of | hem cannot even predict the future ( lovements of stocks and so have to j epend on a sure thing game of work- | ig the lambs for commissions. "A rrvnhut lo nnt vvlthnnt hnnnr SO VP in is own country" was not spoken of ( he Wall street brand of soothsayer. . le is without honor anywhere under . he sun. ] Wall street is not celebrating the reurn of the colonel. That is one rea- j on why the rest of the country Is , elebrating. Possibly the bulls and j ears fear that Roosevelt is coming f ack to start another hunt in the finan- , ial Jungle. On the way to Khartum j e dropped one significant remark to j he effect that he had harder work j head than that done In Africa. Just , ^hat is that harder work to be? Not riting evidently, for he finished his .frican book before his return to civization. Possibly the big trust game as reason for being apprehensive, [igh financiers are timid about everything except taking other people's mney, and the mere shine of the loosevelt eyeglasses and teeth gives hem the shivers. When He Started. It has been just about a year since lolonel Roosevelt left New York by he steamer Hamburg bound for the ark continent. On board he made imself most popular with the other assengers by his democratic and unssumlng demeanor and friendliness. [e touch at Gibraltar and Messina n the way, but requested that all Drmal receptions be eliminated, as he raveled only as a private citizen. In lessina he was greeted in person by he king of Italy and was touched by he warm welcome of the people, which e accepted as a token of their thank iiincss inr tne American reuei win* j dlowing the great earthquake. The < no thought he expressed at this dem- i nstratinn was pride in being an Amer- ] \tn ami in standing for the time as i he symbol of the country that had < elped these people in their calamity. 1 'heodore Roosevelt's enemies have ac- < used him of megalomania, but there 1 as no trace of it in his bearing in ] tricken Messina. His attitude was ; uman and fine. To me truth is more han party, and, while I have not al- t ays agreed with Theodore Roosevelt 1 i politics, in methods, in shooting ail t he animals left or even in historical i Judgments, I like him because In the main he brushes aside seemlngs and gets down to the fundamental truth of things. At the heart he is right. I am willing to overlook all sorts of minor fallings in a man of whom that can be said. Let us return to the African expedition. In writing of Roosevelt I have hard work to hold myself down to Roosevelt the hunter and not branch off on Roosevelt the politician and moralist. I must confess that Roosevelt the hunter does not particularly Interest me, while Roosevelt the politician and moralist interests me immensely. However, all sides of the man are necessary in studying him. and it is Roosevelt the hunter we are considering In this article. There are scores of men who can shoot lions, hippos and ginkdoodles, but only a few who can lead a nation to better things. Still, even the leader must have his hours of recreation, and these are worthy of notice not because of the recreation, but because of him. Roosevelt not only had his hours of recreation, but his year of it, and it was no commonplace recreation at that. Beginning of the Hunt. The Roosevelt expedition landed on the coast of Africa at Mombasa and proceeded inland to Nairobi, where it established Its base. On the trip up it is narrated that the colonel rode on the pilot of the engine. Riding on the pilot is no uncommon occurrence in Africa, thought not practiced much in America for the reason that it causes one to collide too violently with the atmosphere. In the Roosevelt party were Kermlt, the son and ostensible photographer, although in the end he proved a better rifle shot than the old man; R. J. Cunningham, a mighty English hunter, who went along because of his knowledge of the game and of the country; Major Edgar A. Mearns, J. Alden Lorlng and Edmund Heller, representing the Smithsonian institution, and a small army of natives, who bore burdens, beat up game and made themselves generally useful. The party took several trips out from Nairobi and shot enough game to make the Smithsonian institution iuuk iikc a peinncu aevnuii of Africa transplanted on the banks of the Potomac. Taking It by and large, the Roosevelt expedition was probably the most elaborate and deadly that has invaded Africa since the time of the elder Scipio or at least since the Goths and Vandals ravaged the northern edge of the continent In the last days of Augustine. Yet the popular notion that Roosevelt slaughtered all the animals in Africa is far from correct. There still is an occasional lion, elephant, hippopotamus or digdig, while the wart hog, buffalo, rhinoceros and various kinds of hartebeests and other beests yet abound in spots. In time perhaps the colonel would have exterminated them all, but there was the call of the wild trusts back home that made him cut short his stay. Why * * ? I? -1 nntmol spend lime 111 snuuuug cycij unuuai K Africa when there are so many ings In America that so richly deserve killing? After making the game scarce in all the available hunting grounds about Nairobi the expedition proceeded by rail to Port Florence, on the shores of Lake Victoria Nyanza, over which it took passage, then traversed Uganda, threaded its way down the Nile, emerged with a great beating of native tomtoms at Gondokoro, took passage by boat to Khartum and was soon on its way by rail to Cairo and Alexandria, making stops en route. The hunting was continued till the arrival at Gondokoro. Despite the extravagant notions of the number of animals killed by Colonel Roosevelt and his son, the size of the game bag was comparatively modest, the colonel's bag containing only seventy-six specimens and that of Kermit half as many. Of course this represented but a small part of the kill by the entire expedition, but the other members were chiefly concerned with birds and small game. Colonel Roosevelt has the following to his credit: Rhinoceroses, including throe white specimens, 18; elephants, 9; lions, 7; ?iraffes, 10; wildebeests, 4; Thompson's gazelle, 1; hippopotamuses, 4; buffaloes. 8: tODi. 5: elands, 4; python, pstrich, leopard, hartbeests, bohor, 1mpalla, waterbuck, 3 each; zebra, oryx, bushbuck, orlbla and kob, 1 each. Kermit Roosevelt has killed: Lions, 11; elephants, 2; rhinoceroses, 3; bon?oes, 2; zebras, 3; buffaloes, 4; giraffes, 1; hippopotamus, 1; cheekhs, 3; topi, 1; monkeys, 2; wildebeests, eland and leopard, 1 each. Nearly all the specimens were prepared for mounting and sent to the Smithsonian, Colonel Roosevelt reserving only a few trophies for himself and friends. The purpose of the expedition ivas purely scientific, little or no hunting being done for the mere sake of tilling. The former president bore balf of the expenses of the expedition ind the Smithsonian half. While these expenses were necessarily heavy, Colonel Roosevelt depends on his writings to reimburse him, which tlvy should do and more. One of the spectacular features of :he trip from the standpoint of the na lives was me iacc ui mc correspondents to join Roosevelt above Khartum. Perhaps the reporter is as nuch of a curiosity in Africa as the ligdig is here. At Khartum the colonel found his wife, a dress suit and the inevitable line of speeches and lanquets. The year's outing was over, ind henceforth he became a member }f the thing we are pleased t<> term civilization. While Mr. Roosevelt has requested :hat he be received in Europe without lisplay, it is probable that his progress will be strewn with banquets, welcomes, speeches and receptions that iVill make him yearn once more for the iungle. He is scheduled to speak in :he Sorbonne, at Paris, on April 15; in Berlin on May 1, before the Nobel ieace prize committee at Christinnia, Sweden, soon after and at Oxford university on May 18. He will also visit Rome, Vienna, London and other capitals and will be the guest of the king if Italy. President Fallieres, Emperor tVilliam, King Edward and almost everybody else whose invitations be las the inclination and time to accept. Re is scheduled to land in New York - ? ^ * I- ~ 1-1-11 Tit n iuoui nit- uiiuuir ui uuik. Colonel Roosevelt will find that cer:ain thlnps have happened since he eft America. What will be his atti:ude concerning them? That is a burnnR (|uestion with some eighty millions of people, but It will have to wait until he himself gives the answer.?James A. Edgerton, for American Press Association. "BEARS"PLEAD FOR PROTECTION "Robbed South of Billions Seek to Save Millions." Washington special of April 21, to the News and Courier: Representative Ellerbe made a red hot speech on the tloor of the house today on the subject , of the cotton pool, now eliciting the keenest interest throughout the country. He paid his respects to Attorney General Wickersham and the cotton "bears" as follows: "Thousands of the best men In the south were shocked and stunned when the wires dashed the h/irrlKln noma i'nof thn orno t pntfnn 'bears' of this country had enlisted the powerful inliuence of the legal depart- < ment of the government in their behalf , in their efforts to depress the price of the greatest product of the southland. , "For years past these gamblers In ( cotton, many of them never having seen | a stalk of cotton grow, were able to get together and depress the price of , the staple during the fall months when, because of the poverty and ignorance of the southern planter, he was forced to sell approximately 75 per cent of his crop. Has any attorney general of the ( United States ever had them arraigned for conspiracy? You know they have , not. "But now when these great, big 'baby bears' have been caught selling that | which they did not have, yea, when they have been caught selling that ( which they could not get, they come < with tears in their eyes, In a dastardly | and contemptible way, to a weak attorney general for 'God's sake' to protect them. In years past they have robbed j the south of many billions of dollars, ( and now they are begging the help of this great department of the government to save them from the loss of a i few millions. , "The 'bulls' are not responsible for , the present high prices of cotton. The i Almighty, when He withheld for , months the rain from large sections of j our country, and then sent the storms ( and the floods to wash away and de- ( stroy the crop in other sections, and above that allowed the boll weevil and j other pests to get in their most effective work, reduced the cotton crop of j 1909 to that point, where the spinners , of the world were forced to pay a fair price for this cotton. "If these speculators have been , caught wrong they should take their medicine like men; the price of cotton is not too high when cmpared with , other things in this country. Think of ] nrinoo nf U'hhdt moilt.Q. millM. fpT tlllzers, labor and many other things ] and you will see how much more it costs the planter to grow cotton now than it formerly did. "In the opinion of many of us, there Is something more behind this than appears on the surface. Can it be possible that 'his administration intends to take up the cudgels for the great American Tobacco company and stop all efforts of the tobacco growers to secure fair prices for their tobacco. Can it be possible that this administration means to start first in New York, and finally lend its powerful influence to the enemies of the cotton grower in thwarting his feeble effort to secure fair prices for his cotton. If that be their purpose, I warn you now' the millions of American farmers will, in their just wrath and indignation at this most unjust and damnable treatment sweep from place and power any party responsible for this action." MAKING PANAMA HATS. Requires Thirty Days to Manufacture a Good One. The American consul at Honduras haa furnished the state department with an interesting account of how Panama hats are made. Incidentally < It shows also that most of the so- ] called Panama hats are imitations, i since the output of real Panama is y quite limited. I The Panama hat is a misnomer, he ' says. Panama Is only the place of i departure for hats sent there from c South America. The Panama hats t made in Honduras, while possibly not ( equal to the hats made in Jipijapa, < Colombia, are nevertheless of a su- t perior grade, but being produced on 1 a small scale and as a household industry they are practically unknown t in the United States. The plant from t which the hats are made is called * junto (hunco), known scientifically as * Carludovica palmeta named after ? Charles IV. of Spain and his queen. r Louisa. The softness of the fiber and I its durability make it an excellent material for hat making. The plants J grow wild in many parts of the re- s public, being cultivated only in the f department of Santa Barbara, the 1 cultivation consisting of keeping the J weeds and underbrush down. Never- 1 theless the fiber is superior to that a of the wild variety. The junco grows e somewhat like the banana plant in that it has a parent stalk, and from a eight to ten sprouts about the base, t When the sprouts are two to three ' feet high, and about to flower, they 1 are cut off; the long, slim, spearlike r casing of the flower is peeled off. the ' Inside of the casing taken out, split with shape bone into very thin strips ? the thinner the slips the finer the v weave of the hat?and then hung in ' the sun to dry. In a day or two they ' shrivel into light, compact, cylindrical v form, like a cord or string. These c are then put into a closer box and e smoked with sulphur fumes twentyfour hours to bleach, when they are a ready for use. The fiber must be continuously moistened while being v woven to keep it pliable. t The hat-making industry of Hondu- 1 ras is localized in the department of Santa Barbara, where it is carried on by the women of nearly every household. They acquire great skill and 1 Iti piling III Lilt" n caving, jci a ???*v j that will take all the time of an ex- v pert weaver for thirty days will not sell on the spot for more than $5 to c $8. Hats are made ranging from $2 s to $25. Santa Barbara is about four f days' journey from Peurto Cortes, through which hats are exported to the United States, the exports in 1909 i1 amounting to only $863 against $3,081 f in 1908. The journey from Peurto t Cortes to Santa Barbara is over a rough mountain road, and must be made on mule back. Most of the n iiats are bought up by native travel- v ing buyers, who go from village to ^ village, picking up the output and sending them to Gautemala, Mexico. Belize the United States and Europe. ' The output for local consumption and t for export, does not reach $10,000 per j, annum, but it could be largely Increased if there were a larger market therefor. 1 M?RK TWAIN. i Interesting Facts In the Life of a Great Author. The mere chronology of Mark Twain's life is soon told. Like most dwellers in the imagination, his significance to posterity lies not, as with men of action, in how he wrought upon events but rather in how events wrought upon him; for from such reactions resulted his imaginative output? one of the most considerable of his time and, as it now seems, one of the securest. Briefly, then, Mark Twain was born Samuel Langhorne Clemens in Florida. Mo., on November 30, 1835. "My parents," he writes, in his own Burlesque Autobiography, "were neither very poor nor conspicuously honest. * * The earliest ancestor the . Twalns have any record of wa3 a friend of the family by the name of Higglns." The county chronicles have It that the elder Clemens failed In business and died, leaving his son the ample world to make his fortune In. Accordingly, Mark Twain's acquaintance with literature began in putting words into type, not ideas into words. Educated only in the public schools, he was apprenticed to a printer at 13 and worked at his trade in St. Louis, Cin- 1 cinnatl, Philadelphia and New York, * until at 18 he could gratify a boyish 1 ambition to become cub to a Misslsslp- 1 pi river pilot. Both these desperate * happenings reacted profoundly on his ' later life. Varied and eventful as that ' it#,. ..... it ... ;..l. > ? c.1,1 tho? ? inc ?aa, Ik IIM6III aimuoi Ut flttiu v..c*v only two things happened to Mark Twain?he- learned the river and he learned to set type. His knowledge of river life, acquired when he was a pilot took form in "Tom Sawyer," "Huckleberry Finn" and "Life on the Mississippi" regarded abroad as his surest title to fame. "It even suggested his pseudonym for "Mark Twain" is a linesman's cry to the pilot in shallow stages. And his familiarity with printing turned him naturally first Into newspaper work, then into creative writing, and finally into the publishing business wherein, like Sir Walter Scott, he suffered a bankruptcy disastrous to everything but his honor, and like Sir Walter again, paid off by his pen debts not of his own making. In due time Mark Twain became a full-Hedged pilot. He tells the rest himself, in a chapter of "Life on the Mississippi." "By and by the war came, commerce ivas suspended, my occupation was ?one. "I had to seek another livelihood. So I became a sliver miner, In Nevada; next, a gold miner in California; next, i reporter in San Francisco; next, a special correspondent in the Sandwich Islands; next, a roving correspondent In Europe and the east: next, an instructional torchbearer on the lecture platform, and, finally, I became a scribbler of books, and an immovable fixture imong the other rocks of New England." This was In 1872, a year after he had married Miss Olivia L. Langdon of Elmira, N. Y., who brought him an independent fortune. At that time, his writings were in growing demand, he lad an assured Income, his own home, ind seemed Indeed a fixture. But In 1885 his popularity as an author and lis acquaintance with the mechanics )f the publishing trade?besides being a i practical printer, he had been part * "t'nor nf thp Rnffjiln Exnress before lis marriage?drew him into the firm r )f C. L. Webster & Co., publishers. The * Irm brought out the memoirs of Gen- * ?ral Grant, and paid his widow $350,- v )00, but its prosperity was shortlived. c ind it failed with liabilities of $96,000. a The failure had already sucked in $65,- c )00 of Mark Twain's cash, but he de- * :ermined also to shoulder the debts, and u :o pay them off undertook in 1895-6 a ecture trip around the world. ' Mark Twain was an inveterate smok- a ?r and one of the most leisurely men 1 n the world. An old pressman who c vas once printer's devil in an office ' vhere Mark was editorial writer tells 1 :his anecdote of his habits of work: r 'One of my duties was to sweep the ^ oom where editors worked. Every ^ lay Mark would give me a nickel to 0 ret away from him. He would rather He in the dust than uncross hl3 legs. * Dne day he gave me a nickel to dot 8 in T in his copy for him. He certain- a y did enjoy life, that man did." y Yet this easy-going dawdler acquit- 8 :ed himself of a prodigious deal of vork in his life, and bound himself vol- * mtarily to pay off debts that he could ' lave discharged without hurt to his p rood name by passing through bank- * uptcy. He did not practice as he * jreached. "It don't make no differ- 8 (nee," he had Huck Finn say, "whether 8 (ou do right or wrong, a person's con- '' icience ain't got no sense, and just goes or him anyway. If I had a yaller dog hat didn't know no more than a per- " ion's conscience did, I'd pison him. It * akes up more room than all the rest of l person's insides, and yet ain't no a food nohow." a With Mark Twain's lecture trip n iround the world began his interna- ional celebrity, and his gradual rise nto a figure taken in some sense to ypify the American spirit. From huI*' norlst he became the kindly, but mockg ng moralist and philosopher of Pud- ^ linhead Wilson. His literary output leeame more occasional and, though rritten with more finesse, mr ? crit- j cal and less creative. His public ap earances grew more frequent, his rhimsical utterances gained greater urrency, and a whole literature of ancdotes aboi i him grew up. Yale gave him the degree of M. A. s' nd later of L. H. D. in 1901: the uni- ft 'oruitv nf \fIqgnitil hl? native stat*\ Ql allowed with LL.D. in 1902, and in P 907 the university of Oxford with w ;reat ceremony made him Litt. D. Indeed, serious appreciation of Mark p: 'wain as an artist and not a mere tl okesmith began abroad, but his true tc i<orth has long been recognized in this o' ountry. "Mark Twain's humor," r< aid William Dean Howells, "will live hi orever. He portrays and interprets bl eal types, not only with exquisite ap- al reclation and sympathy, but with a et nice and truth of drawing that makes tl hem permanent. He had the true hu- tl lorist's tender heart and deep serious- m ess. Like Hret Harte, with whom he ol forked, like the great west that bred sr im, his most audacious sallies were c< erse and sternly grave. As a moralist b< ive of humanity, hatred of sham, and it he sense of duty adorned his most f nnie and debonair preachments. ei Four children were born to Mark ni 'wain, of whom two, a son and a ri daughter, died early. One daughter, Jean, who had been an Invalid for life, was found dead in her bath tub last fall in her home at Redding, Conn. Her tragic death greatly saddened her father who declined in health from that moment. A third daughter, Clara, Is Mrs. Ossip Oabrilovitch. wife of the pianist, whom she married last year. Mark Twain's first book was "The Jumping Prog." His best known In this country was possibly "Innocents \broad." His surest title to fame la ?enerally believed to be "Tom Sawyer" tnd its companion volume, "The Ad ventures or Mucweoerry Kinn. in an, lis books had a sale of more than 500.)00 copies and were translated Into six anguages. Others amonir the better mown are: "A Tramp abroad," "The Prince and the Pauper," "A Yankee at :he Court of King Arthur," "Puddinlead Wilson," (dramatized), "Joan of ^rc," "A Double-barreled Detective Story," and "Eve's Diary." He left an mflnlshed autobiography, portions of vhich had appeared serially. CAPITALS OF ROMANCE. rwo Famous Cities In Central Asia Still Retain Ancient Customs. At first sight, Bokhara Impresses one is being cold and poverty stricken. Its >xterior is a wilderness of flat clay 'oofs above whose level surface tower :he fortress-castle called the Ark, the jreat Tower of Execution, and countess turquoise domes. The interior of t he city is a wilderness of dim bazaars md crowded alleys, which twist and :urn between the wlndowless walls of clay-built houses, with stagnant pools )f green-scummed water, used alike 'or washing and drinking, In every open jlace. From the unsanitary condition )f this water supply results the dreadid Bokharan disease known as the eshta, a parasite which afflicts more :han a quarter of the population, and ;he still more virulent "Bagdad buton," a small black pustule, usually ibout the size of a 10-cent piece, which ippears on the face and eat3 its way itraight across the countenance, desilte every efTort to check its advance, ind the cause and cure of which have :hus far baffled all the Investigations >f European physicians. As the result >f the warnings I received from many' lources I did not touch a glass of wa:er during my entire stay In Central \sla, depending entirely upon tea to juench my thirst, while on the rare occasions when I ventured to wash I had he water boiled under my supervision ind then dissolved boraclc tablets in t. It is such discomforts as these that nake one forget the romance. The same manners and customs prevail in the Bokhara of today that were amiliar to our night-prowling friend of 3agdad. A blindfolded horse still plods ound and round beneath a beam, grind ng the corn between an upper and a lether millstone. The cotton is still carded by the primitive agency of a louble bow, the smaller one affixed to he ceiling and the larger one attached ;o It by a cord and struck by a mallet 10 as to cause a sharp rebound. The leisi-Shariat, or censor of the morals, itlll rides slowly through the town, impelling the children to attend the ichools, and their parents the mosques, nspectlng the weights, and measures ind keeping a watch over the behavior ?f the community as a whole. When i tradesman is found guilty of cheating le is stripped bare in the streets, forcd to his knees and flogged with a stirup-leather by one of the censor's atendants. The world moves slowly in * Bokhara. The city gates still close vith the setting sun, and after dark no ine is allowed abroad, the only sound it night being the melancholy beating if the watchman's drum as he patrols he streets with a lantern, In his quest, inllke Diogenes, of a dishonest man. Samarkand has long been celebrated or its swords, its silks and its fruits, nd none of them proved disappointing, n ancient days the weapons of Damasus were the most famous in the world, nit Timur onntured the citv on one of lis periodic raids and carted all the arnorers off to Samarkand, where their lescen'dants carry on their trade to this lay. For temper of steel and beauty f inlay their workmanship is unequaied even in Torledo, though I might add hat even in this remote corner of the :lobe a good weapon is never cheap, nd if you want a Samarkand blade ou must pay handsomely for it. The ilks and velvets of Samarkand, long amous for the rainbow blending of heir colors, have a season, exactly like ruits or garden truck, and can only be lurchased at that particular time of he year. When the worms are ready or spinning they are all brought to the ilk bazaar and sold. The silk is then pun and dyed, and all that is not used n the maker's family is exported in the arm of cloth. Thus, unless you happen o be in Samarkand during the season, t is all but impossible to find any of he native silk for sale except in the arm of ready-made khalats, which are sort of glorified dressing gown. The ruits of Samarkand and the vicinity re of such exaggerated size that I hooltotu tn tell nhout them for ear that you will not believe me, and ceptlcism is quite pardonable when I ssure you that the currants of this egion are as large as grapes, the rapes as large as apricots, the anriots as large as peaches, the peaches as irge as cantaloupes, and the cantampes as large as watermelons, all of hem retaining to the full their quality nd flavor.?Everybody's. Literary Consorship In Russia. In an article on the literary censor lip in Russia a writer in the FranKjrter Zeitung says that some of the eer examples of this work on the art of the czar's government are nt-fhv nf note. In a Doem the line L'nder strange skies we may be hapy" was cancelled, with the remark lat "no sky can be more conducive > happiness than that which spreads t'er Russia." A biography of Suma>kow mentions the novel "Korew" as is first "creation." The sentence was lotted out because "God alone cretes. Man may write, work, compose, :c.. but he does not 'create.'" When le names of the gods of Greek mylology are written capital letters lust not be used "except in the case J Mars. Our gracious czar has had > many wars that he owes Mars this )mpliment." A poem was suppressed ?cause it contained the line, "To solude devoted, I despise the world." he censor said: "Despising so gen ally includes also the czar. Thank ie, writer, for saving you from Sibea." /