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^ IBSTTKP SEMI-WEEKI^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ L.II.qbibt'S sons, publishers, j 3- ^wi's J1 f trspagj r: ^or ih^ promotion of % |)o!ificaI, Social, fjgritiiltural ami tfommrrrial interests cf th{ jDfopll. { ,?<Vi,<ouVoopv!n^JVrai"Cl ESTABLISHED 18gfi. To RKVILLE, S. 0.,~F11IDAY, DECEMBER 12, 1913." NO. 99. The - Novelized from the Excii BY BERTRAM Copyright, 1912, by Cecil Raleigh I with the Drury Lane Company lin8, managing director of the PROLOGUE. When a sinisterly designing noble~ man and a clever, unscrupulous adventuress match their wits against three thoroughbreds?a man, a wo ? man and a horse?with the object of bringing about their downfall and ^ confusion, thre is certain to be a series of dramatically interesting encounters. Who will win eventually depends largely upon the latent possibilities that lie in the ever variable unknown quantity that exists in human affairs. And so it is with The Whip, a great race horse, about whose history are woven romance, tragedy and comedy in equal measure and who in the end becomes the deciding factor In the war of wits around her. f CHAPTER I. Lady Diana Follows the Pack. To Lady Diana Sartoris, "the cleanest sportswoman in all England"?the _ o atora of the hunt breakfasts of the lb Beverley hounds would have it so?a ^ fence was merely an obstacle. And so after this morning with the Beverley pack Lady "Di" on her return to the kennels of her grandfather, the Marquis of Beverley, found a defiant pleasure in putting her hunter over every such obstacle. Though the day was one of those perfect Yorkshire days, when rural England seems made for the sportsman, Lady Diana's gallop at the heels " of the pack had not been altogether of pleasure. To begin with, her grandmother, the pompous and morally bombastic M Marquis of Beverley, had been in no MT good humor. Although Falconhurst, r the most secluded and retired of the several country seats of the family, was filled with the members of a house party for Lady Diana Satoris, Beverley had carefully warned them away from the Downs, and Indeed had sent all of them otter hunting with Captain Greviile Sartoris, Lady Dlana's cousin. "And otter hunting of all sports in the world!" Lady Diana had breathed sarcastically to her maid. "One might quite as well hunt a bally mouse as an otter, you know." ) The reason Lady Diana knew of course. The Whip, the newest racer in the great stables of Beverley, was being exercised on the Downs that morning, and although this expected successor of the Newmarket winners, Silver Cloud, Falconhurst and Beverley's Hope, had not had her trial and was not likely to have for some time, the racing marquis was determined ? that no strange eyes should learn anything of the speed pet of his declining years. Stable secrets had been leaking of rlate in regard to some of the others in the string, but none should respecting The Whip. This prohibition had extended to Lady Diana herself. It was not that through her there was danger of the betting ring getting advance information, but the young girl who shared almost equally in Beverley's affection for The Whip, could not have been with the promising Ally and her contemporaries without being upon the back of the speediest For the girl rode The Whip or any of the other racers in the Beverley stables, as Diana of old hunted, with Hivinp tnaniration. ** - "But the little Ally's growing up, or, rather, my granddaughter Lady Diana is growing up," the marquis had said more than once, "and a Ally isn't a colt any more, rather a young woman of position and rank isn't a girl, and she really can't ride with the lads of my stable." So Lady Diana, in the warm rebellion of youth, at the Arst trammeling appearance of that convention which ultimately molds us all until we lose our little distinguishing essence and become as so many peas, was irri? tated by this abrupt separation from the things of her childhood. Hence this Anely strung, perhaps ordinarily too emotionless, young Englishwoman took the highest and roughest of the obstacles in her ^ course "as she followed in the wake of the Beverley hounds, for the hounds were not the features of a hunt, but merely out on one of their exercising expeditions, when to "keep their scent in" they were permitted to range for trails under the guidance of the whips. nn? of the obstacles which Lady Diana took that morning was a stone fence that separated the lands . of Falconhurst from the property of * the Earl of Brancaster. in the midst of which stood the old stone tower, Rievers. As her hunter cleared well with all fours the fencing and for a moment trespassed upon the lands ^ of one regarded by the simple folk of Yorkshire as "the wicked earl," the girl looked toward the rocky heights accentuated by the feudal tower, continuing to the eyes the long ascent of stone upward. To her mood of the moment, while Rievers appeared less barren and * more the abode of a human being, still there was the sinster atmosphere of a place of ill omen, which was not decreased by an open window and the movement of a hanging at one of the casements in the more modern part of the structure. Even with the evidences of a home life about the tower, which there were not, the place would have worn its air of sullen tragedy, its seeming appearance of a center radiating unwholesome forces. * Then as she cantered along over a level expanse skirting the eminence upon which Rievers stood and cast a glance upward occasionally, Lady Diana thought of what her grandfather ^ had told her when she was a child. ^ It was shortly after the death in the service of her father, and the death of his comrade, Robert, the Earl of Whip ing Play of Same Name. rn DTiDrnrir L17 U/lUVUVIl and Hamilton by arrangement of America and Arthur ColDrury Lane theatre of London. I Brancaster, in the same Indian engagement. Her father and Brancaster, sire of the present Brancaster, had planned that the little Lady Diana and the young Hubert should unite the fortunes and lands of the two almost princely houses. But her father had been killed and his father, too. The young earl, without the repressing authority of a parent, had beann Ufa oo q Knv with tnn munh mnn euil IIVV WO U wjr ? ?? M.WVM ...VM ey and no sense of responsibility. His mother had died soon after he was born. He had not been a bad natured lad, but as a little boy he had been 'TK* little fillv'a nrowina UD." precocious. What, under proper training, would have been clean, clear, pure sportsmanship as thorough as that of Lady Diana herself, became in him a mere gaming spirit. He gambled with nice observance of etiquette and of honor, btrt still he defied chance. As a result he got into the hands of the money lenders, and what wasn't entailed was mortgaged. There were women, too, in this young man's life, but of these Lady Diana knew nothing. But, though they came and went, they never seemed to have penetrated to the core of the young Hubert to infect him with the virus of diseased imagination. The boy seemed asleep and too good natured to put his house in order. His friends predicted that if he ever really aroused himself he would rid himself of them effectively, cleanly and finally. Dismissing the supposedly dissolute young earl from her thoughts, Lady Diana came to the last fence which separated her from the glen in which the Falconhurst kennels and stables stood. From the level plateau immediately above the glen there float* * *- - 1 ?ViA loHo ea aown 10 ner me suuum ui mc i<*v.o on the backs of the prides of the marquis' stables. Beverley had held ? ? for the moment jockeys In stern repression, but the stimulating air, the vast tonic of the nervous horseflesh beneath their knees and the thrill of the mad motion could not keep the lads entirely silent. In revolt of the things that she dimly sensed as governors of her whole after life, Lady Diana set her mouth at the stiffly railed fence before her. As the pack, scenting the food waiting in the kennels, swept through the fence, Lady Diana went over it. In midair she saw a picture, vividly and anxiously. Under the royal oak sat an artist sketching, though far on one side the pack streamed through. woo nn hia outline of tile kennels and mushroomed stables that he gave no attention to the hounds and apparently was not conscious of the approach hurtling through the air ?of the lady on her palfrey. The original impulse of Lady Diana's leap would have carried woman and horses squarely into the person of the artist. But the moment the girl had seen him a paralyzed inhibitation had stayed the force of horse and girl almost in the air, and both lost their carrying power, making a very bungling finale of what had been originally a very fine movement. But, as it was, the easel, made on the moment by the artist out of twigs and dead branches, had been shattered by a movement of one of the hunter's sleek legs, and worse, an iron shod hoof had made an ugly mark upon the artist's left wrist, which had laid at rest on the moss while his right hand sketched. In a trembling hurry Lady Diana swung from the saddle. Her mount, disregarded, was allowed to amble away and browsed without restraint. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Pray tell me that you are not hurt?severely!" she said and raised her eyes to the stranger's face. She saw clean cut features, black eyes with just a shade of amusement, of whim, in them, though there must have been pain in that wrist, and wavy black hair. The man was in rough tweeds, and a cloth hat of his suit's pattern lay a little way off. "Not a bit," he returned carelessly. "It was really very stupid of me not to have noticed a pack in full cry for its kennel feeding and so inspiring an object as their mistress." He had covered his hurt with his handkerchief and knotted and twisted it before the girl could offer to minister to him. "Such absorption can only be excused in a very great artist, and such I assure you I can scarcely hope to be." His deprecating motion brought his open sketch book nearer the girl and her eyes fell upon its pages. "Why, there's the kennels!" she exclaimed. "Oh, I mustn't think of your sketches, but your hurt! I am profoundly sorry. If I could do anything"? "A little thing that I can attend to easily after a bit," he said. Then, in courteous anxiety to turn the current of her thoughts, he went on: "It really gives an idea of them, doesn't it? See, here are some of the dogs." In the girl's hand now was the book. "Ive noticed you about sketching for the past four mornings," she confessed, turning the pages. "And, ah! See, here's Dido!" With a laugh the artist answered: "I'm glad it's good enough to recognize." "I draw a little myself, you know," went on the girl,, "and dcgs and horses are rather my strong point." "And you don't think they're mine?" the stranger said, amusement in his eye, but his voice periecuy serious. "I don't say that," resumed the selfconfident girl; "but you see, it isn't quite right Look, Just here?the turn of the head." Again there was a jovial light in the stranger's smile. "Would you put it right for me?" Lady Diana caught the bridle of her horse and strode toward the stables. "Come along, then," she said impersonally, "and we'll see what we can do." In the level bit of ground before the stables she was greeted kindly and affectionately by hurrying stablemen. "Take my horse, one of you, will you? And some one bring out Dido," she ordered in a tone that seemed gracious enough to the English grooms about her, but which would have Jarred upon even an American waiter. A kennel man carried out the hound in nis arms anu uepusncu ?c? uroi Lady Diana. With the sketchbook on her knee she indicated with her riding crop Dido. "Can you manage to hold her?" she asked. The stranger, taking the hound, seated himself on the corner of the stone bridge that spanned a little stream and was a link in the highway that ran by the stables. "How's that?" he asked. "Just a little more round," she returned, "So, that's capital!" then busied herself with her pencil. "Do you exhibit?" she asked, turning upon him for a second an oblique look, than another upon the drawing. "Very little," he said, with marked hesitation. "Whose?whose name am I to look for?" she inquired, a trace of per sonai Kindness in ner giance. "I'd rather not give my name until I've done more for my reputation," he said a trifle awkwardly and in some concern. "Oh, as you like!" she said. Then, holding out the sketch toward him, she went on, "There, look; how's that?" "Ey Jove, it's splendid! What magic you can work with just a touch or two," he exclaimed. She made him a little bow, with something not hostile in it, and began quickly to turn the pages of the book. "Oh. you paint landscapes, too," she said, "and they're very good too! That's a delicious little bit, and that's the splnny where we killed last fall and I got the brush. And. oh, the old half fortress?half tower sort of place! It looks as though It might be"? SHe was looking toward the seat ot the last Earl of Brancaster in the distance, dimly visible up the glen. "The Rievers!" the stranger finished her sentence. "It Is. Haven't you ever been there?" "Xobody about here goes," returned Lady Diana. "You see. it belongs to Lord Brancaster, and he hardly ever visits it, though I've heard he's here now. Did he give you permission to sketch it?" The stranger nodded. "I shouldn't have thought he would have had much sympathy with artists or art," she said. "Why not?" he asked, his glance for the moment falling. "Hs tastes are rather?er?notorous. I'm afraid he's rathr a byword ?about here. Even the country people call him 'the wicked earl.' " "And because a lot of yokels give a man an odious nickname," he said tersely, "you judge him unheard. What do you know of him?" "Nothing, thanks," said Lady Diana. "Isn't it a bit rough on him to believe?on mere hersay?" asked the artist. "I don't, but my grandfather, who has a kind word for every one, says that his grandfather was a soldier, his father a soldier and a gentleman, but he hopes the son will never darken his doors.. And all the world says he fritters away his life and is flinging away his fortune." The stranger smiled with a sense of pain reflected in his face. "What the world says is often malice," he said, going to the rescue of Lord Brancaster, "but I'm sorry to 1 onl/1 XT/-* _ iicur wxiai LJUIU ucvci ICJ omu. body's all bad. Perhaps it's because Lord Beverley doesn't know him that he thinks so ill of him. Pehaps if you knew him you might find?some little good"? "I'm sure I hope so," said Lady Diana. But the stranger continued: "I'm sure he'd hope so. If he has played havoc with his life mayn't he repent of his folly? Perhaps in a sense he never had a chance?perhaps he never had a father or mother in his youth to direct him?and perhaps he'll j turn out all right now. Perhaps no good woman"? A softly insidious voice thrust itself into the intimacy that seemed about to begin between these two young people. "Oh, there you are," it said. (To be Continued.) A daily bath, a rough towel and an hour's walk in the open, will take the kinks out of a dyspeptic quicker than a doctor's prescription. FOOTSTEPS OF THE FATHERS As Traced Id Early Flies of The Yorkvllle Enquirer NEWS AND VIEWS OF YESTERDAY Bringing Up Records of the Past and Giving the Younger Readers of Today a Pretty Comprehensive Knowledge of the Things that Most Concerned Generations that Have Gone Before. The first installment of the notes appearing under this heading was published in our irsue of November 14, 1913. The notes are being prepared by the editor as time and opportunity permit. Their purpose is to bring into review the events of the past for the pleasure and satisfaction of the older people and for the entertainment and Instruction of the present generation. Having commenced with the year 1856, It Is the desire of the editor to present from the records, a truthful and accurate picture of conditions as they existed immediately preceeding the Civil war. This will be followed by a review of the war period, including the names of York county soldiers who went to the war singly and in companies, and then will follow the events of the re-construction period and the doings of the Ku-Klux. All along the editor will keep in mind incidents of personal interest, marriages and deaths of well known people, weather events and general happenings out of the ordinary. In the meantime persons who may desire further information about matters that may have been only briefly mentioned are invited to call at the office of the editor and examine the original records. NINTH INSTALLMENT Thursday morning, January 22, 1857. ?This ticket is presented to the voters SKf mk 18H9aflH f \ Kyf ^B \$ ' ' f .' jBsfyj This is the building on the corner of down to make room for the proposed 1 commission has been offered $16,000 short distance of this building, on the are unable to understand why as a nu building saved to the taxpayers. as suitable for a town council: For intendant, F. H. Simril; wardens?Joseph Herndon, F. H. Smith, P. B. Darwin, Eli Meek. mm* Several of the newspapers in the state are insisting upon the propriety of charging a fee of $1 for making announcements of marriages. The Enquirer states that it is glad to make such announcements, confined to a statement of essential facts, free of charge, and requests all officials and ministers to send the Information. * * Samuel I. Gaillard, of Winnsboro, offers a "No. 1, Shoemaker for sale." * J. W. Avery announces his purchase of the interest of J. M. Lowry in the firm of Lowry & Avery. Tuesdav. January 29. 1857.?Frozen Over.?The best idea we have had as to the severity of the season was Riven by a friend, wno the day after the snow storm, walked over Catawba river on the ice. We have heard that on the same day a buggy was driven over Broad river at Cherokee Ford. "The oldest inhabitant" never saw the like. He speaks of a "spell" when a dog was known to walk across the Catawba; but since the days of DeKalb and the Revolution, the feat has not been performed by a biped. The "cold spell" of 1835 was more severe for a time; but our section has not experienced so long and at the same time so severe a season for seventy-five years. We ought to begin to learn now the lessons of a new climate. As the forests have been cleared, the summer heat has grown more intense, the winds more violent, the ravages of storms and freshets more devastating, and the winter season colder and more severe. What a happy providence it would be against these increasing accidents if, while the sun shines, we would have a care for "the rainy days;" dig ditches, erect dikers; clear out the woods, build ice houses and keep more comfortable cabins for slaves, and warmer houses for cattle and poultry. Barring the value of the cattle and poultry actually frozen to death, enough has been lost in extra feed'to pay for the remodeling of every plantation In the district. Keep an eye to the future, and prepare for accidents which from experience, we know must come upon us. * * * A new postofflce has been established in this district, 5} miles west of Yorkville on the Howell's Ferry road called Sharon Valley. Andrew F. Love, Esq., has been appointed postmaster. I will proceed to collect the taxes for the year 1856, at the following places beginning at Rock Hill on the 13th of February, Ebenezervllle, 14th; Fort Mill. 16th; Clay Hill, 17th; Bethel (Brian's store), 18th; Smith's 19th; Allison's 20th; Whisonant's 21st; Moore's 23d; Boydton, 24th; Wylie's store, 25th; Clark's store. 26th; Robert Gilflllan's 27th; Feemster's 28th; Yorkville, March 2; Ross's store, March 3d; McConnellsvllle, 4th; Brattonsvllle, 5th; Westbrooks, 6th; Coates's Tavern, 7th; Yorkville, 9th and during: the entire week of court. All persons will be required to make a return of marriages, births and deaths of the whites, and the births and deaths of the negroes during the previous year. T. W. Scruggs, Tax Collector. A communication signed "Several Petitioners," is published calling upon the pastors of the various churches in the district to fix a day to preach against the dueling practice. Thursday morning, February 5, 1857. ?Two shares of the capital stock of King's Mountain railroad were bid off at bubllc sale recently at $79 each. Here is a portion of a letter from Paul H. Hayne to the Edgefield Adver ? Vr *% Bk ' s H P' -^ rI? groa|^?-:-wt nU? - MBmOM M M?K& ?)^B8BHF88wBEP8ii?s> S3 HH^' iarapMi! THE PRESENT COURT HOUSE. Congress and Liberty streets which t lew building:. As It stands it is proba for it. The commission has been off same street, and there are hundreds o itter of business the new building is no tiser, written at Charlotte on January 17, 1857. "T Viovo ltoon Ipntnrintr ir? Php?tpr And Yorkville, and shall lecture here on Monday evening next, the (19th inst). My success so far has been encouraging. The people everywhere seem pleased with the idea of having a good periodical work started at the south. They begin to feel that it is necessary. My reception at Yorkville was especially cordial. It is a spirted town, full of liberal and able men." Thursday, February 12, 1856.?Municipal Election.?At an election held in this place on Monday last, the following gentlemen, representing the temperance interests of the town, were elected intendent and wardens by a majority of twenty-two votes: Intendant?F. H. Simril; wardens?Joseph Herndon, Thomas H. Smith, Peyton B. Darwin, Eli Meek. Commercial.?The following production in the shape of hand bills, was posted about the streets very early on Monday morning and is supposed to be the very last agony of the "commercial" body-politic of our town. It is not only unique but perfect; and therefore should be handed down to other ages verbatim and literatim. Read it tearfully and then consider yourself trampled upon? To the voters of Yorkville: It is well known to the busines portion of Yorkville that the business season now passing, up to this time has been one of the most prosperous that it has ever been our privilege to enjoy; all branches of industry have flourished, no languishing feature presents itself among our business and laboring classes, but the efforts of all seem to have been crowned with success. Does not all good and honest citizens wish a continuance of this state of prosperity? If so, we earnestly call upon all those who have the good of our town at heart, who feel an interest in its prosperity, and wish a continuance of what has been begun, to come forward this day and demonstrate that interest by supporting the Democratic ticket for intendent and wardens. Aid us in defeating the Dry Ticket, the great enemy of commerce, that has ruined the trade of every town and village into which it has been introduced in the southern states. Come and let It not be said of Yorkville that fanaticism is rife, and the rights of the community are trampled upon. Justice. Quere?Do all who oppose the order of the Sons of Temperance regard it as the Great Enemy of Commerce? Thursday, February 15, 1859.?Married in Union county, Norlh Carolina on Tuesday, the 10th instant by John Gordon, Esq., Capt. Julius Friedheim, of "Mary Mine," in this district to Miss Elizabeth Wolf On the 5th instant by Rev. J. M. H. Adams, Mr. Edward R. Mills of Chester district and Miss Mary Jane Moore of York district The Mercury of a late date contains a list of .the members of the convention of this state which ratified the Federal convention in 1788, republished from the original documents. The Parishes and all the other "Saints," were profusely represented as at present; while the members from the up-country were comparatively meagre. "Chester county" had Edward Lacy, Jacob Brown, William Nules and John Knox. "Spartan district sent William Kennedy, James Jordan, Charles Sims, Thomas Brandon and Hon. Zacherla Bullock. York is not down upon the picture; but from the "ring" of the names we Judge our district was then known as the "District Called the New Acqulsatlon," which sent the following: Hon. William Hill, Robert Patton, Samuel Watson, Rev. Francis Cummins, James Martin. James G. Hunt, Samuel Lowry, Andrew Love, John McCaw, Adam Meek and Abraham Smith. These have all gone long ago; but some of the "blood" and good blood It Is, is yet Inveined amongst us (pardon the coinage). I - - -W. ^apaBffWMi flWw ^ jjjP Hon jHfl IK* Kf J wy^ ; ' : ' ! ;? Mf. - -^liiii BH JB' j he commission has decided to tear bly worth $25,000 or $30,000. The ered as a gift a suitable lot within a f people throughout the county who t erected on the gift lot and this Thursday, February 26. 1857.?The Newberry Sun suggests the calling of a convention of proprietors of South Carolina newspapers for the purpose of Introducing- the cash system for subscriptions and other reforms that seem to be necessary to the business end of newspaper publishing. * Mr. Joseph H. Black, a native and resident of the district, has been associated with Messrs. Miller and Melton in the publication of The Enquirer, and hereafter all business will be conducted under the name of John L. Miller & Co. J. R. Schorb, principal of the "Yorkville Male Academy," is offering to take Ambrotypes in every possible style. His studio is at his home, on West Liberty street, "one door west of the Presbyterian church." (To be Continued.) When Buzzards are Helpless.?Some of nature's most active creatures show strange helplessness under certain conditiont. Place a buzzard In a pen six or eipht feet square entirely open at the top, and the bird will be as absolutely a prisoner as if it were hermetically sealed in the enclosure. This is because buzzards never begin a flight from the ground without starting on a run of three or four yards. If they cannot have that preliminary run .they either cannot or will not attempt to fly, and so a buzzard will remain a prisoner for life in a jail with a wide open top. So with the bumblebee. One of these lively insects dropped into a goblet or tumbler will remain there always unless taken out, because it never notices the means of escape at the top.?New York Sun. Mother's Boy.?"Why, Tommie, where did you get that black eye?" "The boy downstairs struck me." "What for?" "He said I struck him first." "And did you?" "No, mother, Ididn't." "Well, why didn't you?"?Yonkers Statesman. Miscellaneous ilradinfl. WILD ANIMAL PHOTOGRAPHY i How Buffalo Jonea Caught Subjocta for the Moviaa. Roaming about the wilds of the East African veldt are a number of lions, rhinoceros, giraffes and other mighty beasts that must have a vivid recollection of recent experiences more wonderful than ever befell any of their kind before. Those experiences now are being depicted on the screens of motion picture theatres the world over and show the savage animals, some of them the most ferocious and powerful known to the wild places of the earth, struggling, fighting and finally lying helpless captives in the meshes of lariats in the hands of American cowboys. After they had played 'heir parts in making the films, the animals were released. The man who had the most danger- 1 ous part in the making of those extra- ' ordinary pictures was Cherry Kearton, 1 an Englishman, who has become fam- 1 ous for his skill and daring in photographing savage animals and peoples in many out-of-the-way places. On the 1 African expedition, the American cow- 1 boys, led by Charles J. ("Buffalo") Jones, were mounted on active and 1 sure footed horses, but Kearton, armed with a camera, was on foot during 1 ? tk. Mir I ilie ent'uuuicro wmi iuo junkie and had only his agility to depend on when an enraged lion or rhino took a notion to charge. In a book, "Wild Life Across the World," soon to be published in America by the Oeorge H. Doran company, New York, Kearton devotes two chapters to descriptions and pictures of his exciting adventures in East Africa with Jones and his cowboys. Herewith are printed some extracts from the book. In an introduction to the volume, Theodore Roosevelt gives assurance of the absolute trustworthiness of the photographer-author. A Giraffe in the Lens The picture making party consisted of eleven white men, three hundred African natives, fifteen horses and seven dogs of various sizes and breeds. The natives carried on their heads what supplies and equipment was not transported in heavy wagons drawn by oxen. Of the order of progress, Kearton says: "Wo /nund nulthur linns nnr rhinn but a leopard was marked down. He took cover in some long grass and was s ill there when I arrived on the scene. A little way off was a small spruit. At once I got the cameras ready, whilst the cowboys set out with the Idea of driving him down to me. Eut that 'eopard had plans of his own, and without the slightest warning he Jumped up and hea.ied for the spruit, where he hid In some undergrowth, "It W;,8 an ugly place, and a leopard is not a pleasant beast at the best of times, but Jones settled the matter In cool, characteristic fashion. He rode to the bank of that spruit, almost asking the anlmul to come to hlra. and when he accepted the invitation, he lassoed it neatly, afterwards dragging it in front of the camera, greatly to the amazement of the carriers." Then, one afternoon, shortly before sunset, a spearman ride up to the slow-moving caravan with the news that Jones had found a giraffe. The photographer continues: "It was no easy task to catch the animal. To begin with, there was the iact mac a giraue its uuoui intr muoi fragile thing on the veldt. A heavy 1 fall means either a broken neck or a 1 broken limb; and my object was to < avoid any injury to my quarry. Then. ' too, there was his immense height; 1 he was so uuerly different from any- 1 thing else his pursuer had ever tried * to lasso. Yet, so skillful was this American from the plains of the west, ' that he did the thin? at the very first 1 throw. The noose seemed to fall gently, exactly in the right place, and In < an Incredibly short time the huge < beast was at a standstill, gazing at his 1 captor, with big-eyed astonishment." 1 Photographing a Raging Rhinoceros. 1 Then came a set-to with one of the < - .. _ i reai terrors 01 tne Airican wiiua, a rhinoceros. Kearton says: "Fortunately, the light was excellent ?it was just about noon?and other conditions were just right from his point of view?a dip in the ground where the rains of the night before had formed a small pool. He went right into it, and turned around to face us, then, finding we were not coming on immediately. Indulged in the luxury of a good roll, probably to refresh himself after his run. "Obviously there was no sense in trying to catch him that way, when he was in full career. The only chance seemed to be to tire him out first and then endeavor to get several lassoes on him at the same time. For over half an hour conditions generally were in my favor. The cowboys got their ropes ready and started to work round slowly, whilst I went forward on foot, quite close to the sleeping rhino, set camera on him and gave the signal for the others to close in. "Instantly Jones gave vent to a warwhoop which would have done credit to a red Indian, and, followed by his assistants, dashed up. A moment later the rhino was on his feet, trying to get the scent, his great nose in the air, his little purblind eyes peering round. He Just gave me time to get some film, then he was away at full speed, down the valley, the cowboys in close pursuit. He went three miles, perhaps, before he decided to halt and face his enemies. The place he chose was a good one from the standpoint of the photographer and the cowboys kept up the game, taking it in turn to be chased, the rhino always returning to his pool after each successful dash. At last another rope was thrown and this time he was caught round one of the hind legs. The lasso held, but the 1 man and horse at the other end had to ( follow the animal when he decided to j leave his pool and take up his stand f at what was a more convenient place j for me?the middle of an open space. f His first act then was to knock down an ant hill, which seemed to annoy j him, and after venting his wrath on that he was ready to face us once j more. s "I sent my assistant to a small thorn tree on the south side, taking up my own position opposite. Hardly, however, had I done so when the rhino j caught sight of the camera. There was a charge, followed by a yell. The camera boy was up the tree long before the white man, but, luckily for the latter, the rhino paused to smash up the camera stand, otherwise I should have got a moving picture of my assistant being tossed, a picture which. In all probability, he himself would never have seen on the screen. "Means, ope of the cowboys, saved the situation by dashing in Just as the great brute finished with the tripod, and induced him to chase the horse, in an instant my unfortunate assistant seemed to be forgotten and the animal was in pursuit of Means. The photographer at once returned to his camera, gathered up what was left, found that the instrument Itself was uninjured,,fixed it on the remains of the stand, and began turning the handle again. "The beginning of that fight was typical of the whole. If the men and the horses were good, the rhino was splendid. He was game right through, and despite their wonderful skill the cowboys had their work cut out They lassoed him time after time, throwing their nooses over him with a kind of uncanny accuracy, yet he would either tow man and horses away across the veldt, or the rope would break. I do not know how many broken lines were dangling from him when, at the end of some four and a half hours, he began to show signs of exhaustion. Several times one or other of the Americans managed to seise the end of a broken rope and tie it to another, but it seldom held for long. "Once before he was finally tied up, be drove Loveless up the tree, but that was his last effort He stood there, a gallant, sullen captive and the real hero of the act, whilst I used up the last of my film on him." Snapping a Lion at Twenty Yards A few days later came the crowning adventure of the expenditlon, an encounter with a lioness. "There was a lioness in the bush, with the pack of eight dogs of every Dreed around her, whilst Jones was waiting for a chance to get his lasso Dn her. She was still there when the Dther two cowboys came up, but hardly had we begun to discuss what our next move would be when she settled the question for us. "Like a flash she came out heedless Df the dogs now, and made her way to in opening in the rocks, where she itood at bay. It was Impossible to get che horses near her, Impossible to do anything save shoot her, whilst she was on that broken ground; and I had not taken all that trouble, spent all chose weary days in order to see a lioness killed with a bullet. "Ey various means, firing the grass, chrowing crackers, setting the dogs on. *e managed to make her move several times, but, though I got one or two scraps of film at close quarters, I wanted far more than that The heat soon became Intense, overpowering, and it was only too plain that the dogs were beginning to tire. The dust, the sun, the continual barking were too much for them. "At last, in sheer desperation, Jones declared that he would try to slip a noose over her by means of a pole. It would have been risky, for had she sprung at him, Ulyate's bullet would probably have failed to stop her in .ime; but just at that moment she changed her tactics. Without the slightest warning she sprang down the rocks, raced across the veldt, and stood again amongst some scrub on the banks of a small spruit The dogs bad followed her gamely, and now, despite their exhaustion, they bayed tier once more. She too, was tired; moreover she was in a state of exasperation which, with one of her kind, anything is possible. "Then Means worked forward, his rope ready, but before he could throw It she seemed to realise her danger. (Vlth mouth open, she was at him. For a. moment it was touch and go whether he could avoid her, but he managed to gain a few yards. Instantly she law that the first man had escaped, she swung round and directed her attention to Jones. But he too, evaded her, and in savage disgust she abandoned those tactics and once more took up her position at the foot of a thorn tree. "Though no rope was on her yet, a Stood deal had been gained, for she was in a far better position for lassoing. Jones kept her occupied by shouting and swinging his rope, whilst Means worked up for a throw. The noose reu rainy over ner neon, uui ?u?3 seemed to realize her danger, and with marvelous rapidity slipped the laaao off. Now it was Loveless's turn. He, too, caught her, and once more she freed herself. By this time she was evidently alarmed as well as furious, for she suddenly dived into the spruit md took shelter amongst some brush. "It was here that we Anally got her. Whilst I brought my camera up to within twenty yards, Loveless threw lis rope so that the noose rested on :he grass above her head, and passed :he other end over the branch of a horn tree. Then, as coolly as though le were trying to catch a sheep, Jones went forward, a long stick in his hand md from the bank above pushed the loose down on her. "Naturally, she sprang at him, but the also sprang through the noose, which caught round one hind leg. The est happened very quickly. Almost before we realized it she was being lauled up to the branch of the tree; hen she was hanging head downvard, with other ropes around her; ind after that she was being lowered o the ground, perfectly helpless. It vas a unique and wonderful piece of vork. requiring unstinted skill and )luck, both of which were forthcomng." Not His Usual Brand.?He was a valf from the slums, having his first jxperience of the country. They gave ilm a new laid egg at breakfast as a freat treat, but after one spoonful he jut it quietly aside and devoted himlelf to the bread and butter. "Why, Pete," exclaimed the matron n charge, "don't you like your egg?" "No, ma'am," he replied deprecatngly. "It don't seem to have no imell nor taste."?Pearson's Weekly. cw Kentucky and Pennsylvania proiuce nearly all the cannel coal mined n the United States.