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x^^j^BMIWESKL^ i. m. grist's sons, Pubu.her?. j & 4|a*ii| Dca-spapcr: Jfor the promotion of the jpoWicat, Social, Jlgrieulturnl and (Tommcrrial Interests of the fJtopli;. J J"vEcBtT" established 1855. yorkville, 8. c., friday, april '28, 1911. no. 34. The Social J By Freder Copyright 1910, by th? Bobbs fill. II II ? CHAPTER XIX. A Flying Trip. When not long afterward, however, Simpson returned with the receipt for the parcel and the news that CaglionI had appeared at the express office in the village, a slight but perceptible emotion might have been noticed on Chatfleld Bruce's face. He paused near the flower plat where he encountered Simpson and fixed upon that person a gaze obviously interested or concerned. "So he said there was a mistake and I wanted the parcel back?" queried Bruce, leaning on his light stick. "Yes, sir; that you had changed your mind. I tried my best to get the parcel again for you, but it was too late." He spoke a little sourly; Air. Wood's man did not like vacillating temperaments; he felt inwardly disappointed with this latest guest from whom he had expected better things. But Bruce smiled indulgently on him. "I'm afraid Senor Caglioni rather misunderstood," he observed. "Then you didn't want it back?" asked Simpson, amazed. "I'm very well satisfied as it is. f Rather a mistake on the secretary's part, don't you know. Not worth mentioning, however. You say the parcel had already gone, when he got there?" Simpson answered that he had fortunately, or unforfunately reached the express office, just in time for the morning train. Bruce inwardly wondered If Caglioni had procured the address to wntcn tne parcel had been sent. Xo doubt! Then the secretary's next step would be? Bruce looked at his watch, then asked Simpson when the next train left for New York. There was one, the accommodation, at half past elev> en, half an hour after the train that had taken the express parcels. Rather late for that accommodation, remarked the young man, with a laugh somewhat strained, regarding at the same time the hands of his watch indicating twenty-five minutes after 11. The eleven-thirty! Would Caglioni take it? Perhaps; in which event? But it was a very deliberate train. Simpson had said; it obligingly stop| jied at every station. When was the next train after the accommodation, the young man then inquired. At twelve o'clock, said Simpson; it arrived in New York but a short time after the slower one; it was called the "fiyer." As he was not sufficiently opulent to possess a real fiyer, or "aero" of his own, Bruce answered Jestingly he would perforce content himself with this one, that he might not miss an important business engagement in town. He should have left earlier that day but for this little incident?touching his arm?as he would now explain to Mr. Wood, his kind host. The young man's tones were blithe, Ingratiating; Simpson quite forgot any slight umbrage he had brought back with him from the town; expressed r?oTf.t the other should have been DUt out by the suit-case's having been so inexplicably lost for a short time. But to these last words Bruce waved an indifferent "it didn't matter;" mistakes would sometimes happen, in the bestHe did not complete the sentence, but gaily took himself off. Half an hour later found him seated In one of the ordinary cars of the tlyer. As the train yet paused for the engine to take on water, he reviewed Mr Wood's last hospitable words, the pressing invitation to remain longei at his house. Miss Wood had not come down; she was in her room changing her gown, Mr. Wood thought. She had. of course, not known that he was leaving so suddenly, or would, her father explained, have surely arranged tc present herself in person, bid him ai revoir and again thank him. Did Mr. Bruce intend to return te Comscot? It was unlikely. Well then, the elderly gentleman would set him somewhat later in town; his daughter had told him about the Japanese play, to be given at their homt for sweet charity. Good-by; unti then. "Then?" into the young man's ga> eyes had come a sudden light. Ht wondered if he and Miss Wood wert destined ever to hold the oriental mirror together up to nature. A singular circumstance had beer .on his mind all the while he talkec with Mr. Wood those last moments 01 the front stops. The key to the Prom t .door of his room that ho had folt sun ho had lost had been returned to th< Jock. Ho had, on going back to his apartment for the last time, seen i there; passed his fingers, dubiously incredulously over it. What did i mean?that he had dropped it somewhere. in the house, or on the lawn? that some one, presumably a maid had picked it up and put it back where it belonged? Of course, thai must be the solution. He had so concluded in his owr mind when on his way to the statior he had passed Colonel Manyan's house There he had stopped. <>r rather hai been stopped, by that gentleman, al curiosity about the pearls. In tlx morning light th?- colonel bad lookec older and worn. The slight impediment in his speech again caugh I truce's attention; it brought with i sudden recognition?indubitable certitude! Thr. man hi. mpt iii the dark ii Page's house? He had thought h> knew the voire then, hut had been un aide to place it. Now, however?Bruoi laughed in his questioner's face. Col miiel Maiivan. the thief who had open< d. rohhed the safe' No doubt?n< iloiiht ! What had seemed an iucoiisequen< tial incident gave Bruce an under standing of how the colonel had man neuvred in a desperate attempt t< satisfy rapacious creditors. For, goitq down to the inn to dress, the evenini before, Bruce observed, coming fmn Colonel Manvan's house, the safe com m m iiv m m in m in m i ^ucaneer , i c ? J s h a m Merrill Company. pany's trusted workman, encounterei . at Mr. Goldberg's earlier in the day The man had shown slightly, then, th< effects of liquor; now, he was decid edly the worse for it. From this fel low and his appearance, to the pro . curing of the combination of the safi on Colonel Manyan's part, constitute* along general lines, no very diffloul problem for Bruce to solve. The flnei details, just how the ex-military mar had been enabled to get the desire* information, mattered little. The fel low might have been an innocent too or a guilty accomplice. In either event, it was of no momen to Bruce, and, murmuring something i light to the anxious colonel, standinj i at his front gate, the young man continued his way to the station. Exii Colonel Manyan, the other's expressior had seemed to say, exit, for all time II Mill lllf I UII1CU,> . But the play was going on; for him Bruce, the action was quickening. H< leaned back now in his seat in tht car. A shrill whistle replaced t'h( panting without; the train moved. As it started, a man ran hurriedlj across the platform and swung himself up on to one of the cars, but no before Bruce had caught a qulcl glimpse of his face. He experiencet no surprise; from Caglioni's hastj visit to the express office and the secretary's presumably precipitate fligh to New York on the train before thi! one, a very simple method of effectto-cause reasoning had led Mr. Bruc< i directly, inevitably to a single humai agency?the innocent-looking James i Bamford's valet. Sir Archibald ha( more than one mouchard, or informer at his beck and rod. "It would seem," murmured Chatfield Bruce to himself as the train gathered impetus, "i would seem from an extraneous poini of view, that a rather serious mistaki has been made?the mistake of having overlooked a pawn!' But mistake or not, he had to go or with the game. "Check" had beer said by Caglioni; other forces pressec for a "mate." That, however, had not yet come. Not yet, sang the wheels not yet! His brain was exhilarated his eyes brilliant with excitement Comseot, with its little homes, nestling so cozily on a green lap between verdant hills, faded from view; Mr Wood's place was the last to be seen The train made but one or two stop* on the way to the city. The first tlmt it drew up, Bruce rose suddenly ant left the car. How long did they remain at this station, he asked iht conductor. A couple of minutes, cann the reply, and the young man dartec into the telegraph office and started t< write a message. Some one follower and stood near, professing to be occupied in a like task. Bruce did no turn his head, but he knew well, ol course, who he was. He shaded th( yellow paper with his elbow and scribbled in fine, almost illegible characters. The clerk who received it started t< read the message aloud, while counting the words. The young man stop , ped him; he was not to do that, sharp i ly; how did the telegraph operatoi know it did not contain a hint or ai important tip on the market? Th< i man finished in silence, perusing th< contents and estimating the charge then, pointing downward with a re proving finger, "What is that word?' he asked severely of this rather to< , particular person. At the question, he who had conn . into the office directly after Bruce ben ! nis neaa more expecianuv, uui ma. young gentleman did not answer au ' dibly. Taking the telegram and grasp ; ing the pen once more, Bruce, with j s somewhat ironical look on his fact s printed the word there had been doub about?the word "meet," after whicl ? he again returned the message to th i operator, paid for it, and started away The conductor's "AU aboard" greet > ed him at the threshold. Bruce closei , the door of the telegraph office sharp i ly, so sharply that he almost swunj j it hard against the valet's face. Bu that person again managed to get th ; train by clutching the hand-rail of th I last car; Bruce, however, felt fairl; assured that the fellow had caught onl, ' part of the address and nothing in th i telegram that would be of service t i him. A smile came to the young man' face. He forgot the dangers am thought only of the zest of the nev i contest. It had oj>ened fairly am I promised varied interests and piquan i cy of situation. He tried in fancy t 1 look ahead, but mists seemed wavini ? before his eyes. < >f one fact he fel > certain; the battle royal was swing s ing itself into a larger field and great t er hazards. His expression changed , his gaze suddenly grew more intent. i Thromrh the onen door at the fa end of the car, he caught for a mo - meat the whisk of a woman's skirt , as she changed her seat in the coacl , ahead?a gown he knew and remem t liered, draping a form, young, yet ful After a hrief thoughtful interval, Mi i Bruce rose and looked into the parlo 1 coach. Miss Flossie Burke was thert . and conversing confidentially wit 1 none other than Mr. Bolger! The sun 1 shine glinted the girl's hair: her trim ? son lips hahhled. Of what? 1 Bruce moved softly toward them - the couch was a Pullman. He droppe t into the section behind Miss Burk t and Mr. Bolger. They sat with the! - heads close together, and neither no ticed the young man. other peopl i were passing to and fro; it was a par ? ticularly noisy i.it of track they tra - versed at the moment; Mr. Rolge i lifted his voice slightly. Miss Flossi - seemed to have ingratiated hersel - somewhat quickly and cozily into th j confidence of the man employed by he uncle; she permitted her green eye - rather free, bolder scope. In he - hand was a little russet bag. with sil - ver-gilt trimmings; her gloved finger a fondled it. < Had the detective been an expert a ; dropping a sounding-line into the al i most fathomless depths of womankim - he would have caught beneath th playful surface-lights of her gaze, indications that Miss Flossie was not entirely in the coquettish or charmingly idle mood her manner seemed to imply. But Mr. Rolger had no special training in this direction. He had never attended that college where woman constitutes the text-book, the primer, the abecedary and all the rest; he was no master of arts feminine. He could, however, in a crude, inartistic masculine fashion appreciate that outward semblance which, in common parlance, constitutes a "good-looker." His truant eyes occasionally paid linI gering, but respectful, tribufe to Miss AI Flossie's perfections. Her darting . I glances seemed to draw him somewhat p from himself. "Yes," he said; "it is my opinion, they are in New York; that they were taken there by the Chinese servant R who disappeared." j She regarded the speaker tentativet ly; again passed caressing fingers over r the bag. Bruce, from the side of a , newspaper he held before him, obj served the gloved fingers moving soft. ly over the leather. The movement j held, fascinated him. He could not see her face now; he saw only an ear t which peeped like a pink sea-shell , from threads of gold. r "Suppose?" the girl's tone had become abruptly, irresistibly hard, j though she still used the battery of , her light glances?"that paper, left In my uncle's box when the bonds were taken, should again turn up? And suppose it really contained some disj tinguishing mark pointing directly to , one person, only one? Suppose all , this, I say; could you convict that person on this paper?" She bent . involuntarily a little closer to Mr. . Bolger; the green eyes burned somet what brighter. c That gentleman seemed to shrink j back. He remembered a certain conr versatlon with Mr. Samuel Page In the . latter's office. The elderly financier t had spoken of having lost the scrap of 5 paper referred to by his niece. The . detective had. on that other occasion, ? concluded Mr. Page had mislaid it. , But now? Mr. Bolger continued to study Miss Flossie; his gaze more j critical, steadier, full of a growing knowledge of her, of all her words implied. It may be that she began to feel slightly uncomfortable, t "Of course," she laughed rather nert vously, "this is all supposing." I have > 'supposed' a thousand such theories, . most of them just as wild, no doubt." He slowly opened his lips. What he , had intended saying, however, was , not tittered; the train had come grad1 ually to a stop. People looked out t over a houseless landscape. A little accident ahead of them, said the port tcr, passing at that moment down the , aisle. Number Eight, the Wells-Fargo r express, nau mei wiin a sugni iioaoup . to a car-coupling, a defective spring, . or something of the kind. They . would have to wait here a few mo, meats; the eleven-thirty accommoda, tion was also held up, farther down I the line. Bolger rose with an expres. sion of annoyance. Bruce held the ? newspaper before his face, but neither > the detective nor Miss Burke looked 1 back at him. Both moved toward the ) front and stepped out upon the plat1 form to peer ahead; all the other oc. cupants, except Bruce, sooner or later I followed their example, f That young man lingered a brief ? while longer in the Pullman, then . sauntered back into his own coach. . Through the window he could see James, the valet, on the green; farj ther toward the front of the train, Mr. . Bolger and Flossie. The breeze swept . the latter's skirts exhiiaratingly . around her, the loose bits of blonde r hair seemed to dance in consonance ! with the daisies in the Held. Bruce i noticed, however, the young woman's u lips were set hard with a determined ; expression that rather marred their . vivid fullness. Miss Burke had finally and irrevocably made up her mind to j something?to what? Not long before, Bruce had consid or..a a ?fH?miiiL'lv unconsidered Dawn: t now, into the game, had been unext pectedly introduced a new and more . important piece?a queen, full of co. geney and power. The contest, already i sufficiently acute, on the lace of it. >f suddenly developed a very one-sided t aspect, with Bruce, apparently hoping ti against hope, looking for some happy e chance to extricate himself from the >. constantly enlarging circle of hostile - forces. 3 "You didn't hear any details at th< - last station?" he now asked the cong ductor as that individual, with a look t of superior unconcern, approached, e "Whether any damage was done to the e passengers or?the car carrying the y express parcels? By the way, what y would become of the latter, in case the train should have been somewhat bado ly wrecked ?" <5 "Oh, I suppose they'd be transferred 3 to the accommodation." v Bruee's long, shapely fingers moved 3 slightly on the edge of the cane seat; . the accommodation, that Caglioni had 0 taken! Was it very close to the train g that was delaying them? It might be, t came the reply. Bruce forgot about .Miss Burke now; . he had no room in his thoughts, on the ; instant, for Sir Archibald's valet. In his mind's eyes he could see only one r Migure; a little brown man, very use. fill, very helpful, anxious to be of any s assistance to the express employees, h moving about vivaciously among the . parcels and packages, big and little, 1. prying, peering, peeping, in the con r, fusion, the crowding about, securing r possibly one of the packages. Bruce ?, leaned back and half-closed his eyes, h Hoiv long they hail remained here . stationary, already! He took out his . watch. Only live or six minutes, at best? He could hardly believe the in; terval had been so short. Meohanicald ly he watched the passengers withe out: three or four were playing leapr frog. James looked on: there was a . rather disapproving expression around t. the valet's prim litis. The game was, . however, soon interrupted: people _ scrambled back to the train. r All clear now to town?the state0 ment circulated front lip to lip. Half If an hour, and they would be at the stat. lion in New York. Again the wheels began to rattle and hum. People ber decked with big. bold daisies filled the s seat: Bruce, alone, sat there unadornr ed. His fingers were closely interlocked; a line indentation appeared on his brow between the keen, searching eyes. 9 In half an hour!?and after that? 1 CHAPTER XX. Hostile Activities. 1. As the train drew up at the end of e its journey, Bruce got out quickly and started toward the gate. The eleventhirty accommodation had, but a few minutes before, pulled in on the next platform, said the man carrying his gri[i. And the Wells-Fargo, before that? It, too, had arrived; the accident wasn't worth speaking of, the man had heard?something trifling gone wrong with the engine. Outside the gate, a throng of people awaited the passengers, and, close to the narrow opening, Bruce held back to allow Miss Flossie and Rolger, who were some distance ahead of him, to disap || J*rt I II 'Mil Ol^lll. James, the valet, a good deal' In the dark, watched the young man at a respectful distance and wondered; he saw him, however, after a few moments, again press on through the gate aiid walk rapidly toward one of the main entrances. But he did not reach it without a trifling mishap. Some one, neatly attired, hurrying for a train, ran into him. The young man's hat was knocked off; he halted with an exclamation of annoyance to recover it. The stranger, however, at once stopped, stooped, and, with an expression of regret, tendered it politely to Chatfleld Bruce, then hurried on toward the information office. Stepping into the street, Bruce hastened past a carriage-stand; no, he would not take a cab. Caglionl, not thinking any one followed him on the flyer, would probably content himself with that less speedy and expensive equipage, in which event, he, Bruce, in a taxi, might reach u much desired point as soon as sir Arcninaias secretary. The express parcels, no doubt, were on their way there by this time; a possible contingency he had thought of on the train, had not arisen to divert the packages, et cetera, out of their regular, routine channel; from the express car to the express van, thence to the express office. He had marked his little bundle, sent through Simpson, "to be called for." Who would call for it? Caglionl knew the address on it and could describe It. The secretary was not one lightly to be doubted. He wore good clothes and looked prosperous, for a foreigner. Bruce felt almost positive the ordinary express clerk would deliver him the parcel, or if he refused, could at least be impressed with the importance of not giving It up to any one until after further investigation. Bruce sprang into a taxi; in a low voice, gave his directions, and they started off. As they passed with some difficulty through the much congested traffic in this locality, the young man looked out through the little opening at the back. Not far behind, James lolled at his ease in a similar vehicle, appearing as if he rather enjoyed an experience out of the line of his ordinary duties. To one side, Bruce, himself unseen, noticed Mr. Bolger bargaining with a driver. That individual appeared obdurate over the fare offered; it wag a long way to go?to Chinatown! Bruce caught the detective's destination with a thrill of surprise. As the taxi emerged slowly from the press of carts and wagons he saw that Miss Flossie had already entered the closed cab. From out of the shadows her eyes seemed to shine like those of a fair hut ruthless Nemesis. The young man pressed hack farther in his seat and passed his fingers over his lips which were twitching slightly. The gesture might have been construed as inspired by nervousness, apprehension, even fear?of a net closing tighter and tighter about him, a close net, with no large apertures, sweeping around, apparently covering all the ground, every point. At this crisis in his affairs, however, it may be he told himself he had no time to think of Bolger or Miss Flossie, while one single, more important incursion against his defenses was in progress?Caglioni's! Here was a foeman, wily, subtle, with many expedients at his fingertips, that he had learned long ago?in that region where the "Golden River" enters the plain, under the title of the Sorrow of Han. But Bruce had beaten him then; ah, yes. he had beaten him then, he could repeat to himself, with eyes brightly gleaming, this yellow wolf in sheep's clothing! And again the young man seemed to hear the great river How; the sob and - sigh through its rushes. A momentary retrospection! The sound of horses' feet replaced it; the rattle of wheels; the wheezing and whizzing of motors; the clatter and banging of street-cars, transferring their human loads from one part of pandemonium to another. Bruce drew a cigarette from his case. They went so slowly at times, now were delayed altogether, where the stret was torn up, and the way, for one vehicle to pass at a time, had become blocked. Bruce toyed with the delicate smoking cylinder until they began slowly to forge ahead once more. After that, they progressed more speedily; Bruce watched streetcorner after street-corner pass, until abruptly the taxi again stopped, this time at his destination, the express office. Swiftly he sprang out. Only to learn he was too late? A man had already called for the parcel, observed the clerk in some surprise, consulting one of his books. The clerk remembered well the parcel referred to. for it was among those that had just come in from the station; it bore a name in English and also several peculiar marks, outlandish eastern characters of some kind. His recollections were the more distinct in the ??%?***<->?? /.n AnoAittit nf thAOii ikUI trap Illitllv 1 Mil avu'iim "i mwiiv "?u i. wv ings in ink. Bruce felt the eyes of James, the valet, now wai'ing without, fixed upon him as he pursued these inquiries and received the information that the pareel was undoubtedly gone, had passed into Caglioni's possession and was now in that person's eager, clutching fingers. "Why do you ask?" The clerk's ga/.e bent across the counter upon Bruce more curiously. It may lie, the man divined, or thought he divined, something beneath the surface that held the caller there, mute, thinking, as if he had received important news or a shock of some kind. "Why do you want to know about it?" he repeated. Bruce regarded him as from afar. "This person who called for the parcel, what was he like Did you happen to notice ?" The man had noticed; after a moment's hesitation, he described Caglioni. The name of him to whom the parcel had been directed was Chinese; Sir Archibald's secretary had a fugi tlve oriental look About his eyes. He appeared of high-class, a mandarin, ma.vhe, thought the clerk, who had vague ideas of far-eastern personages. Mr. Bruce turned. Not a movement on his part had escaped the vigilant watcher in the taxi without. But before leaving the express office, the young man inadvertently paused at the sight of a newspaper lying on the counter, an "extra" whose daring red color seemed fairly to call out: "Where are the Goldberg pearls?" Bruce picked up the sheet, for a momDnt art/1 f/\??/?/?/l ot'nn a lounlt' an. cent to his tones: "Quite a mysterious affair, eh?" "Won't l>e for long," vouchsafed the individual behind the counter. "When the!yellow papers Ret after it! They'd run down anything." Bruce did not controvert the statement. To one observing him, walking out, his stride might have been construed as that of a light-hearted, carefree person: the on-looker would have failed to guess from his bearing that the news he had just received had awakened his worst fears, despondency, unmitigated hopelessness, the despair of one who, it might be, has seen a last hope doomed to failure, who sets foot again on the pavement to go he knows not whither, but always accompanied by the black shadow clutching, drawing him down. Deeper?deeper?into a black gulf: a bottomless pit? Four or five blocks distant from the express office, at that moment, a little man, in excellent spirits, holding close in his arms a package, dashed in a cab down one of the principal thoroughfares. Every now and then he looked down at the parcel. It was n n/1 AO/Min/1 l>At ll ttfaVQ IICU aiuuuu auu aiuuuu uuiti nuja many times with twine. There were indications of knots galore, burled beneath the sealing-wax Simpson had plentifully deluged them with at the little office In the village of Comscot. And every' red daub bore plainly the stamp of the express company at that town. Mr. Wood's man, acting under instruction, no doubt, had done his share of the work well. The package might have contained debentures and bonds, for all the care bestowed upon it; an exceedingly "fuisy and pothering young gentlemai," truly, as James, the valet, had remarked. Dress-suit, forsooth! r one up with such care no one could open it, or peep into It without leaving evidence of his prying fingers! Cagllonl, however, had no desire to burst thej bonds of the precious parcel yet. It was more precious as it stood; he would not, for a fortune, have touched a fastening. Perhaps Bruce at that moment might' vainly be hoping he would do so at once, without witnesses, and thus furnish a possible loop-hole, or leeway, for protest. But Caglionl was wily; he would only lift the lid of this Pandora's box when the time seemed right. And that would be soon r RI Even now at the corner of Fifth avenue and Twenty-third street he saw a large maroon-colored car draw up and stand waiting, as near by as the regulations of traffic permitted. The splendid equipage was covered with dust and dirt; the chauffeur had been plentifully splashed; two occupants in the rear were fairly coated. Apparently the car had been speeding at a high rate over a road in places none too good, such as those that ran out from Comscot, generally anathematized by the automobile-loving contingent. The little brown man in the cab espied, almost immediately, beyond the swirl of vehicles, the maroon-colored car. He called up to his driver, indicating it, and waved an excited hand toward the occupants. They, too, now observed him and responded to the secretary's gestures. The cab dashed up. Caglioni got out and stepped quickly toward the others. "Eureka!" observed Sir Archibald grimly, eying him from his seat. "I think we may congratulate you," he added to his companion. Mr. Goldberg made a gurgling sound in his throat. "It was all right, then?" he asked tremulously. "All right," answered the secretary, barely able to conceal his satisfaction. "Then get In," said Sir Archibald quietly. I I u DC VyUUllilUCU.j CHOOSE DEATH BY BULLET. Condemned Men In Utah Never Take the Alternative of the Gallows. Why do condemned murderers choose shooting in preference to hanging? Since the state of Utah passed a lawgiving convicts this choice Arthur Pratt, warden of the Utah state prison, has not had one who would go to the gallows. On one occasion a murderer refused to make a choice and the judge sentenced him to be hanged. Warden Pratt has been touring California with Governor Spry and party of Utah. Pratt was warden of the Utah penitentiary when it was a government prison, twenty-two years ago. Flight years ago he was appointed warden. and since that time has made it one of the model prisons of the country. The recent legislature authorized the employment of convict labor on state highways. As a result of this Utah will build a road from the state line of Idaho to the boundary of Arizona, a distance of 500 miles. As an experiment a hundred convicts will first ?)e worked on this improvement. As an inducement they will receive a bonus of practically one day off their conioiifo fnr *>nrh duv's labor perform ed. Warden Pratt hopes for the success of this experiment. "Ptah has a law which allows a condemned murderer to choose either hanging or shooting as a mode of dying." stiid Warden Pratt. "This work is done h.v the sheriff of each county, hut in the penitary yard. So far we have not had a man who has chosen hanging. Once a murderer refused to make a choice and the judge sentenced him to be hanged. Shooting is the more humane. It is painless and instantaneous. The condemned man is led to the prison yard, seated on a chair, and if he desires is blindfolded. Five men armed with titles are then marched to within ten paces of the man. Four of the rifles contain ball cartridges. The fifth has a blank shell, a target is pinned over the heart of the condemned man, all five guards take careful aim. and at a signal the volley is tired. The ordeal is over in a few moments, whereas in hanging the suspense and suffering last for many minutes."?San Diego Pnion. Miscellaneous grading. LORIMER BRIBERY INQUIRY. Witness Tells Damaging Story of What He Overheard at Telephone Station. Springfield, III., April 25.?C. F. Wiehe. brother-in-law of Edward Hines of Chicago, a lumberman, today admitted before the senate bribery Investigation committee that Hines sent him on a midnight mission to droti.l hnUI it, OhioQir,, in an effort to have W. H. Cook and William O'Brien, Minnesota lumbermen, evade Cook county process servers at the time the charges that bribery was used in the election of William Lorimer to the United States senate were first published in May, 1910. Wiehe's statement followed the testimony of W. H. Cook of Dnluth who, it was brought out, had written a threatening letter to Hines. Wiehe corroborated some of Cook's state ments, hut denied the pungent part of his charge. Cook declared that he was in a room at the Grand Pacific hotel, May 26, 1909, with William O'Brien and Edward Fines when Hines telephoned to some one called "Governor" at Springfield. During this alleged telephone conversation by Hines, Cook said that Hines declared to the "governor" that he was ready to take the next train to Springfield with all the money necessary to effect William Lorlmer's election to the senate. Lorlmer's election occurred later that same day. M. B. Coan, investigator for the committee, testified that he interviewed William O'Brien in Duluth within the last week and that O'Brien told about the same story as Cook, only differing In that O'Brien got the impression that Former Gov. Richard Yates was on the Springfield end of the telephone. Following the recital of Cook before the investigating committee Gov. Chas. S. Deneen issued a statement in which he declared that he had never at any time held such a conversatilon with Hines. Former Gov. Yates also denied that he ever had any such conversation with Hines as that related by Cook. Wiehe stated to the committe that he, although not in the room when Hines got the Springfield call, believed that Hines talked to William Lorimer. Wiehe testified that on May 26, 1909, Hines set out for Chicago from Washington at 8.30 a. m. He said Hines had "put in" several telephone calls to Springfield that day but did not know whom Hines was calling. HLnes at a previous hearing testified that he talked with Gov. Deneen on that tko PAntinantfll o twl iiK'iiiuift ii win uic V/Wiuiiiciiiai auu Commercial National bank. Cook today declared that he answered the telephone in his room at the Grand Pacific when the call, came for Hines. "I understood the central girl to say, 'Here's governor,' or 'The governor of Springfield for Hines." He then related the conversation as he remembered it as follows: "Hines took the receiver out of my hand and he spoke in the phone. He asked: Hello, hello, hello, is that you, governor? Well I just left President Taft and Senator Aldrich last night in Washington. Now they tell me that under no consideration shall Hopkins be returned to- the senate. Now, I will be down on the next train. Don't leave anything undone. I will be down on the next train prepared to furnish all the money required. Now, don't stop at anything; don't leave anything undone; I will be down on the next train'. Or words to that effect, repeated over three or four times." Cook was specific regarding the matter of money being mentioned and on cross examination repeated this part of the conversation. On this point of the Grand Pacific hotel conversation by Hines Wlehe testified: "Why, the conversation was substantially or practically as follows: 'I have just talked with the governor on the long distance telephone and he assures me he will do what you ask. You know what the administration wants. Now, leave no stone unturned to be elected. I will get down to Springfield if necessary in the morning.' "And when he got' through talking he turned to the people in the room and said: "'I have just been talking to "Senator" Lorimer.'" Wlehe stated that he, Cook, O'Brien, Isaac Baker and Hines were present at the time. Wiehe asked to he allowed to ques tion Cook and was allowed to do so. He charged Cook with trying to blackmail Hines and the Weyhauser lumber interest. Cook admitted that he had sent a letter to F. E. Weyhauser and also to VViehe in which he threatened to tell what he knew of the I^orimer matter unless they agreed to settle a fight among the stockholders of the Virginia and Rainey I.ake Lumber company. These letters were produced by Cook, who also admitted that the Edward Hines Lumber company held $1.10,000 of Cook's notes and mortgages. Cook also testified that he and Henry Turrish of Duluth met Mr. Hines going through the hotel lobby in May, 1900, shortly before the election of Lorimer. "Mr. Turrish asked him," said Cook, "how he was getting on down in Washington. 'Oh,' he said, 'I am having a hell of a time. Now, there is, for instance, old Stephenson. After I elected him, he has gone down to Washington and started working there for free lumber. I had a terrible time getting him lined up." Then he went on and told about what a time he had with the southern Demoerats. He said he would have them all fixed up today and tomorrow they would Hop and he would have to go and fix them all over again. "Mr. Turrlsh asked him how they were getting along with the senatorial deadlock. 'Well,' he said, "it is all fixed, I will tell you confidentially Lorimer will be the next senator. We had Boutcll fixed for the senatorship. He had promised to work to keep the $2 tariff on lumber, but, when the lumber schedule came up before the house ways and means committee, he was working for free lumber. I immediately took it up with Senator Aldrich, and so decided that v;e had to have another man, a man whom we could depend on. It was decided that I should have a talk with Lorimer. I (lid. Lorimor has agreed to stand pat. He will listen to reason. I have got it all llxed; he will be the next senator from Illinois. "That was the substance of the conversation." Cook said he "inferred it was Stephenson from Wisconsin" to whom Hlnes alluded. VOTE BUYING. President Barrett Talks of an Evil That Is Dangerous. Tn f I lffli'Pru a lul \fnmhnra r\ f fhn Farmers' Union: During the past few months papers in America have teemed with accounts of vote buying and selling in Adams county, Ohio. The country affects to have been * scandalized as it has not been In years. Traffic In the franchise is not peculiar to Adams county, or to Ohio, or to any other American state. At the risk of being termed a sensationalist, I assert deliberately that it is prevalent in a great many counties in the majority, perhaps all, of the American states. I choose this particular time for drawing the attention of the farmers' union to this evil, because it is an off year In politics. If I waited for an election year, with politics and partisanship raging, I would be accused of unduly dabbling in politics. As It is, that charge cannot be sustained. The Farmers' Union Is assumed to l>e a great moral force. That is why its members should concern themselves with scourging bribery from American politics. Our organization is also a great ??/-? innol mnvflmnnf Wo oholl r?/\f fulfill the first qualification of that mission until we purify the ballot. As long as our men and boys see vote buying and selling going on, all the education we preach Into one ear will go out of the other. I make these statements regarding barter and sale of votes with the greatest deliberation. I know whereof I speak. My citizenship has been held, mainly, in three counties of Georgia. In the county in which I was born, a small multitude of white men were known to be willing to sell their votes. In the county where I spent fifteen years of my life a similar percentage of white voters were purchasable. In the county in which I have now resided for about three years, in the neighborhood of two hundred voters are regularly on the market. Conditions are no worse in these than in other Georgia counties. They are no worse than in many counties throughout the country. Human nature does not vary with geography, nor is it altered by partisanship. Around a large number of court houses in this country you will find one man, or one or two men, who know Just about how many white voters in the county will sell their votes. Tou will also flmL-lu a larga nunu . her of counties in America men you must "fix" before they will help you in an election. I do not mean to say that these men will brazenly accept money for their influence. That would be too crude. You go to such individuals and say. for instance: "Tom, I know you'd knock me down if I offered to buy your influence, and I know you're for me anyway. But you've got to get away from your business to work for me. That means I ought to pay you for your time, with a little more for expenses, and a little more to treat the boys, etc." Oet many politicians In a really candid mood and they will tell you they owe their election to this type of men. They may deplore the system, but they want office, and the most direct way of getting It is to bow to the god-of-things-as-they-are. This condition cuts two ways. It debauches the voter and the electorate and it secures, frequently, an indifferent public servant. The man indebted to such a method for his election has a contempt for the constituents he bought, and an indifference to those who let such things exist. .\aturally he has not Incentive to exert himself to any extent and the public service is the sufferer. I need not dwell on the viciousness of dealing In votes as in merchandise. It pollutes popular government at Its source. Day by day we get government closer to the people. Soon we will elect all officials by popular vote?United States senators, judges, all of them from the highest to the lowest. We want to purge the electorate In advance of that day, that we shall have the ablest officials, and the cleanest, most incorruptible government. It can be done too. Twelve men In any community infested with traffic in the suffrage can put a period to the practice, with the proper courage and proper vigilance. Members of the Farmers' Union can engage in no more patriotic or serviceable labor. They are false to their obligation to the order unless they do so, in the first place. And, in the second place, we can no more effectually apologize for the farmer who trades his vote for money than for the veriest city "repeater" or "bum." marshaled to the polls at the command of the "boss," or his henchmen. Charles S. Barrett. Union City, C,a.. April 25, 1911. The Naked Truth.?Both Fred Shlreman, chief clerk, and Jud Carter, night clerk, at the Seelbach hotel, are becoming bald-headed, and both have until recently been quite proud of the fact. According to a friend, it took a negro bellboy at the hotel to take the conceit out of them a few days ago. A traveling man, who had not been stopping at the hotel for some time, pulled up at the desk the other day. He gazed at doiii over trie run ui his gold spectacles for a minute. "Gracious goodness." he said, "you fellows will soon be combing your hair with a towel. What's the trouble?' "Kxeessive brain work," said Shireman. "Isn't that right. Carter?" "Correct," corroborated Carter. "Only thinking men become baldheaded." Then he turned and winked at a negro bellboy. "Fact, isn't it, Sam?" he said. The negro boy grinned. "Well, now, boss," he said. "I don't know foh suah 'bout that. My olo dad he always 'low dat an empty bahn don' need no covah."?Louisville Times. FINDS IN BIBLE LANDS. Excavators Make Important Discoveries In Samaria and Elsewhere. Again patient excavation work In Bible lands, says a Jerusalem letter, has been rewarded by striking and Important discoveries. It Is suggested that the remains now unearthed may be those of Ahab's "Ivory house" (I Kings, 22-39). Labels with Hebrew writing, which seem to have been In actual use during the lifetime, and perhaps In the household, of Omrl and Ahab. have also been found. Many Biblical names appear In these writ infcs sucn a? Misna, Asa, Aainan, Uzza, Sheba and Ablezer. These discoveries have been made at Samaria, the ancient capital of Israel. Since 1908 the Harvard University has been carrying on excavations here under the patronage of the Hon. Jacob H. Schiff, of New York, the chief object being the search for Hebrew remains. The work of each season has been mainly at the summit. Here, In 1908, was excavated an imposing stairway. with a large altar at its foot, and a mutilated statue of fine white marble and excellent workmanship, probably representing Augustus, lying near the altar. Near the altar also were two stelae, with Latin votive inscriptions dedicated to Jupiter, Optlmus Maximus. Both date from about the middle of the -second century or a little later. The altar seemed to be of earlier date, probably Herodlan. Such of the stairway were the massive foundations of one or . more large buildings. The campaign of 1909 dug out the towers of the Herodlan gateway and part of the Herodlan city wall on the western side of the hill, and a portion of the Herodlan basilica adjoining the forum near the village on the eastern side. South of the summit was uncovered a maze of walls, Roman, Greek and Hebrew, and others of less certain designation. Near the base of a wall in the Babylonian style was found a fragment of a cuneiform inscription. The conditions at the summit were so complicated that the excavations here called for the most minute observation. The great wall found In 1908, running south from the stairway, proved to be the eastern foundation wall of a large Roman building. This was dug out in its entirety, and there seems to be no doubt that it is the Augustan temple built by Herod. In 1908 a coin of Herod had been found on one of the foundation walls of this building. There are other walls, not coinciding, with those of Herod, which indicate a rebuilding of the temple in inferior style, and this may be dated with much probability to the time of Septimus Severus, about A. D. 200. Resting on the rock were found very heavy walls, so solid that later builders, Greek and Roman used these walls in places as a base on which to lay their own foundations. The masonry was of a style already known as Israelite, consisting of broad walls of large blocks, roughly laid. In certain places the wall is iiuiijxiy^ynnf hut Its .rilnttTHmtf n he? ; seen from that of the portions still standing and from trenches cut in the rock. Following up these walls and trenches the general plan of a large building, consisting of chambers grouped around courts in the style of an Assyrian palace, became clear. Here and there stand portions of the finished wall to the height of several courses of stone. Moreover, two grades of construction appeared, Omri, enlarged in a superior style by his son Ahab. This may.be, then, the "Ivory house" built by Ahab. At all events, this building is a Hebrew palace, the lirst and only palace of a Hebrew king ever found, and likely to remain unique and therefore of the deepest interest to Biblical students. The palace has now been excavated to an extent amounting to about twenty feet square, and the limits have not yet been reached. Moreover, two additions to the palace have been noted, tentatively assigned to Jehu and . Jeroboam II. ? Anderson Daily Mall: the orthodox Jews of Anderson have organized a congregation, "Bene! Israel," meaning the Sons of Israel, and have engaged the services of Rev. H. Craft of Petersburg, Va., who has arrived in the city. Besides ministering to the congregation he looks after the slaughtering and inspection of all their meats. There are six families of orthodox Jews in Anderson, and joining with these is one family living at Calhoun Falls. The slaughtering of their meats is done at the city abattoir where all the meats consumed in the city are slaughtered. As now arranged their killing occurs only on Mondays and Thursdays of each week, but they have asked that they be allowed to slaughter also on Fridays. Rev. Craft does the slaughtering himself, and it is done quite uniiKe me memuu empivjrcu uiumiuily at the abattoir. After tying the feet of the animal Rev. Craft almost severs the head of the animal with a. very sharp knife. It is then allowed to bleed. If there be any ceremony attached to the slaughtering it is not noticeable at the time of killing. Rev. Craft, however, spends a few minutes in the slaughter house office before he uses the knife, and it may be that the service is done In there. He is quite modest during the time he spends at the slaughter house. The meat is then inspected and marked with a rubber stamp bearing several words in Hebrew, stating the name of the congregation, the date of slaughter, the name of Rev. Craft and "Kosher Meat." In commemoration of Jacob's wrestling with the angel at "Penlel, where he is called Israel," told in the 32d chapter of Genesis, the hind quarters of the beef are not used for food. When the meat is brought to the city It Is placed in one of the local meat markets, and during the hours of 8 and 10 o'clock every morning, excepting on Saturday and Sunday, the meat is cut and handed over the counter to the Jews by Rev. Craft. He keeps his butcher instruments in a well locked box, and allows no one to touch his knives. On Saturday nights after 8 o'clock Rev. Craft is at his post dispensing meats, and he has intimated that he would like to be allowed to serve his congregation with meat on Sunday mornings. The sinews are drawn from the meats by n?v Prsft and the meat is handled a little differently from the usual way. The sale of this meat Is not confined solely to the members of the Jewish congregation. Any request made of the Jewish preacher for this meat Is compiled with, and It Is said that several Gentile families of the city some time make requests that they be sold the Kosher meat. Rev. Craft also kills the chickens for the members of his congregation. Before the congregation was organized chickens properly killed were shipped to Anderson from Augusta. At present the Jews here have no regular house of worship. but it is their hope that some time In the near future they will have their synagogue. Sometimes They Land.?"What's de matter wlf you' face, Rastus " asked black Johnson. "Accident. Mali wife done throwed a plate at me dis mornln'," replied the darky. "Do yo' call dat an accident?" questioned Johnson. "Yas, sah. Didn't she hit what she was almin' at?"