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A Mystery of the Sea and the Romance of a Wreck. BY NEREN NEVtLLE. Copyright, 168,by The A. . Kedlogg Newspaper Company.l N a bright morning in the middle of the month of August, Arthur Beckweth, who had been trav eling for several years, found him self, in company with his fellow passen gers, eagerly watching the approaching shores of his native land from the deck of a South American steamer. In due time the steamer reached her dock, and a day or two later Beckweth was with bis aunt at Rockberg,. on the New En gland coast. Although the first summer residence of Rockberg had been erected for near ly thirty years, but a dozen establish ments of a similar kind had ever fol lowed it. This was chiefly owing to the fact that Rockberg was situated somewhat off the beaten line of travel, and but few persons had as yet dis covered its attractiveness. To persons of quiet tastes and habits, such as were the summer residents of the village, there was much there to excite their admiration as they looked about them from the sightly location of their dwell ings on the cliffs. Before them stretched the ever-changing, ever restless, deep blue ocean, on whose surface could be seen the white sails of the ships pass ing in the distance to and from the far away port to the south. At one time, perhaps, the constantly changing shades of light on the sails of the yachts, coast-bound craft and the fishing fleet that passed close in shore would attract an observer's attention ; while another moment it would be the long column of smoke, appearing at first like- a light cloud against the sky, that heralded the approach of the in-bound ocean steamer sometime be fore its long dark hull was visible above - the horizon. At the foot of the cliff nestled the little village with its white cottages, and neatly-kept flower and vegetable gardens. Beyond, bounded on either side by the main road and the edge of the beach, was the long row of fish, houses, in which, in stormy weather, I- ROCKBERG.* many a tale of shipwreck and danger was told while busy hands overhauled for repairs the various appliances, by. the aid of which the men of Rockbcrg forced their living from the sea. These fish-houses, with the boats hauled up in front of them out of the reach of 'the tide, although certainly not beau tiful in themselves, added a bit of character to the scene, wiiile the pict-' ure of the village as a whole was far from tame. Back from the cliff could be ~seen ranges of small hills, on whose sides 'were scattered here and there a few stunted fir trees and cedars. These hills, extending from the shore in to the distant inland, formed the bound aries of several small fertile plains,' which. were generally cultivated by hard-working, industrious men of semi amphibious habits, who divided their time, according to the season, between farming and fishing. All this, together with the pleasing contrast between the crisp brown grass of the hills and the dark, rich verdure of the valleys, the occasional orchards and elm trees, from behind whose foli age a farm-house was visible here and there-the whole. backed by gray and partially wooded hills in the far dis tance-made a scene of considerable attractiveness. Mr. Jabez Horton had been amongs the first to make his summer residence amid these surroundings. After his. death, his widow not only continued to go there, but found its quiet and beau ty so congenial that her stay each season was of longer duration than that of any of the other summer vis itors. Mrs. Horton had now reached that time of life, just turning into the "sere and yellow leaf," when the heart leans most depeindently on those upon whom it has learned to set its affections. For many years bereaved of husband and children, the full wealth of her natural ly loving disposition had been be stowed upon her only nephew, Arthur Beckweth. To himi was given the first place in her thoughts and affections; but he was by no means the only one who had reason to eherish her love and esteem, for the measure of her tender sympathy and love was boundless. Of late a strong natural regard and friendship sprang up between her and M.iss Kate Denham, a young lady whom she had found in the city, sur annue4 h~v safaeee. a large circle of' acquaintances and admirers, but with out a single known relative. The acquaintance between these two had been formed during Beckweth's absence from home; when, however, the latter arrived at Rockberg, he found Miss Denham a visitor there in Mrs. Horton's little household. In answer to Beckweth's inquiries, his aunt explained to him how utterly alone in the world Miss Denham was, and added: "She is a lovely young lady, and I have quite learned to love her! I had serious fears," she continued, "when I first brought her here, that she would find it too dull. I have once or twice had some young people down from the city, thinking their company would make an agreeable change for her, but she seems full as contented and happy when alone with me. She appears to be an extraor dinary person in many ways. Now, please to try, Arthur, for my sake." she concluded, "not to wholly ignore the presence of Miss Denham. Forego busying yourself completely in your ARTHUR MEETS MISS DENHAM. usual occupations, while here, of fish ing, yachting or riding. Iwant you to help me entertain her, for, notwith standing what I have said about her apparent contentment. there are times when I think I detect in her a quiet sadness which I can not understand." Beckweth soon settled into the quiet ways of his aunt's little household. With the exception of a drive every pleasant forenoon with his Aunt Alice, as Mrs. Horton was called, and Miss. Denham, one or two sails and an oc casional walk on the beach with Miss Denham, he seemed to be contented to remain for the most part quietly about the house. Frequently, during an afternoon, he would entertain the ladies with accounts of his travels. As the evenings began to grow sufficient ly long to make the gathering about the evening lamp a cheerful feature of the day's quiet routine, Miss Denham would entertain them with music; or, to please Aunt Alice, she would read aloud to them from Thackeray-the favorite author of the old lady. The ap parent contentment of Beckneth with this quiet life was rather a surprise to his aunt, who was accustomed to see him restless and active. She was nevertheless delighted to have him so constantly near her, for he was excel lent company at all times. She could not refrain, however, from speaking to him one day about it. "Oh! I am very glad of the opportunity for a good rest, and to experience once more the pleas ures of home life, however quiet, after wandering about so long," he laugh ingly explained to her. A WMIF OF 'THE sEA. Mrs. Horton had now remained at Rockberg past the usual time for even her to return to the city. The few trees of a deciduous nature that were to~ be found in that locality were near ly stripped of their foliage, and cold blustering winds had begun to pre vail. The waters of the bay had as sumed a greenish hue, over which the white caps of foam were constantly playing, instead of the prevailing blue tints and frequent calms that had ac companied the summer winds and skies. An easterly storm, which the fishermen said had been "b~rewing" for several days, had now reached them in all its fury. Several of the fishing boats broke away from their moorings in the bay, and the hardy valor displayed by the ffshermien in launching their dories in the high surf that beat fiercely on the beach, their long and dangerous pull to board the crafts and drop an an chor, were watched with interest and anxiety by Mrs. Horton and Miss Den ham from the windows of the cottage. Towards night the storm increased, LITEIN TO THESTORM andth hwlig Pf hewin ad oa ofheocanonth bechcmeu frm heshr totoeohecifwt nde hdslseing o the widtoroarth ladie drwTheir carsn whic hd ibn Amitew from the heiing.~ gradually ceased. altogether; perhaps from a feeling of dread and awe at the wildness of the night, made doubly lonesome by the absence of Beckweth. The latter had gone that morning to the city and was not expected to re turn until the next day. Had Mrs. Horton watched Miss Den ham narrowly during this silence, she might have seen in her countenance signs of more than dread and lone someness; for, surely, perplexity and sadness were clearly written in the features of her face, and once she might have seen a tear silently cours ing its way over her handsome cheek. The old lady was busy with her own thoughts, however, which found ex pression a little later when Beckweth came briskly into the room with a glee ful salutation of : "Good evening, Aunt Alice and Miss Denham! Here I am again! Sooner than you expected; but the fact is, I could not miss seeing this storm down here, so I hurried back. I love a storm!" "Why! we are delighted to see you," said his aunt, "for I am sure this dread ful weight had already given both Kate and myself the blues. They had so far taken possession of us as to drive all sociability between us away. Now, Arthur, you must cheer us up!" "Cheer you up? Of course I will!" he said, with a laugh, as he wheeled his easy chair to the fire and seated himself comfortably in it. "But why, Aunt Alice, do you call this a dreadful night? A glorious night I call it; pro vided one is properly equipped and prepared to meet it. "But Arthur, just think of the poor sailors to-night! I was thinking of their hardship and peril when you came in." "The sailors! dangers! of course I think of them. But just listen to what the sailor himself has to say of the matter, aptly expressed by the master mind of the poet: "A strong nor'wester's blowing, Bill; Hark! don't ye hoar it roar now! Lord help 'em, how I pities them Unhappy folks on shore now !" "Then you know, Aunt Alice," he continued, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "how this same old Barney Buntline, after rehearsing to his mate the various dangers to which he thinks the landsman is liable on such a night as this, while he and Bill 'on the deck are comfortably lying,' says, referring to those lie calls the 'foolhardy chaps who live in towns:' "'P oor creatures! bow they envies us, - And wishes, I've a notion, For our good lucks, in such a storm, To be upon the ocean!' sAFE UPON THE OCEAN. "Then he sums the whole matter up, Miss Denham, in the following honest expression of his sentiments: "' We know what risks all landsmen run, From noblemen to tailors; Then, Bill, let us thank Providence Thatyou and I are sailors.' "There! you see, ladies, it is of no use for you to expend much of your sympathy on sailors; they won't thank you for it." "If I thought you were really as thoughtless as your levity might imply,. I would appeal to your aunt to give you a severe reprimand," said Miss Den barn, with an amused smile. "For my part, I can not keep from my mind to night the experience of a friend of mine who was shipwrecked in just such' a storm as this on Fisher Islaud, in this very bay. Do you remember, Mrs. Horton, a family by the name of Har" per that used to spend the summer months here in Rockberg years ago?" "I do," said Beckweth, "particular ly because Mrs. Harper used to take her little daughter Hattie and myself to drive almost every pleasant day, for a whole summer. Riding with any one but Hattie Harper had no charm for me in those days. That was the year. Aunt Alice, that father and' mother were in Europe, and I was left with you." "You remember Hattie, then," said Miss Denham, earnestly. "It iyas of her that I have been thinking. Did you ever know that she was a shipwrecked child-a castaway on Fishier Island? In all probability not, however, for she did not know it herself in those days. I was once her most intimate friend, and she has told me all that ehe herself knows about it. Being ac quainted with her at one time your self, Mr. Beckweth, you may be inter ested to hear as,,much of her history as pertains to her being shipwrecked: "Just twenty-six years ago the 23d of the coming December, during a ter rible storm that lasted for several days, the people of Rockberg saw, just be fore the night shut in, a large bark, in a disabled condition, being rapidly driven onto the outer point o.f Fisher Island. The win4 and tide being against them, and the storm a most terrific one, the fisher~men could render the disabled vessel no assistance, al though several attempts were made to launch the surf-boats. In the early part of the night the watchers on the boeh were mnged that themd a stuck, and was rapidly breaking up, for drift- from the wr-ck began to be scattered along the shore. When the morning came, not a sign of the vessel was to be seen; she had gone literally to pieces. Eight corpses were thrown up on the beach, all of sailors, it was thought, and also one living person-a little girl ap parently two years of age. The latter owed her life to the fact that she came ashore carefully wrapped in blankets and canvas, and securely packed in an open box which was secured to an empty cask. To the cask were lashed some pieces of spars in such a way that it had floated on the waves with out turning. 'None but a sailor's hand did that work.' 'She is a sailor's child,' said the fishermen, as they looked, many of them with moistened eyes, from the wondering face of the child to the construction of the raft that had brought her to them. Their hearts warmed towards the little waif on that account, and she was care fully oared for. Although every ef fort was made at that time, and afterwards, to learn who her parents were, or had been, it was never ascer tained. The wreck afforded no clue as to where the bark belonged, or what her name was, beyond the fact that, from certain indications among the wreckage, known only to sailors, it was said to be of English rig. From the number and dress of the bodies washed ashore, it was also believed that she was not a passenger vessel. Furthermore, there was the ship whose arrival was expected about that time at the port of the neighboring city, which did not reach there in safety. "The child remained in the charge of the people of the village here until the following summer, when Mrs. Harper, who had but a short time before lost her only daughter, adopted her." . rTO BE COTThUED] WOMEN PAPER - JIANGERS. An Illustrative Example and Its Moral. Two sisters in Des Moines, Ia., are professional paper-hangers. and charge at the same rate as men working in that picturesque ,'it protracted calling. The profuse use of Lhe step-ladder would make it entirely ippropriate to call these women step-sisters, but the fact remains that their kinship is of the in timate nature mentioned. Yet it must not be thought from this incident that not less than two women and only blood relatives can enter this light and airy business. Unlike the suffrage right, the right to wield a brush, to mix paste, and to adjust the elusive room paper is open to all women comers. If the Des Moines example should be followed and women in all parts of the country should enter this sphere of work a mighty change would come over the spirit of the householder's dreams. A mind which has never soared with Mil ton or floated along the innocuous sur face of Tupper's verse or climbed the rocky heights of Walt Whitman's wood cut sort of stanzas may yet readily im agine the methods of hiring the woman paper-hanger and her methods of doing the work. It is well known that the man hanger is never to be seen at his place of busi ness. Only his slate is there, and that tells that he is elsewhere. In fact, there are persons willing to make affa davit that the ordinary paper-hanger is entirely a slate formation. How differ ent would be the ease if a woman were to be engdted to make the walls attract ive. Repairing to her shop, she is found knitting her brows over a fine piece of needlework, or smiling over a novel which is ending well. A canary bird sings in a cage made out of a dis used paste-pot. Vines run over a trellhs work of miniature step-ladders. On the table lie carelessly the proof-sheets of "How Not to Paper a Ro'om."~ You make known your errand and a hasty consulting' of the appointment book fol lows. "Yes," says the paper-hanger, at last; "I can come as well as not. The author's breakfast will be over at 9 a. i., and the Society to Prevent Cruelty at the Polls does not meet till 7:30 p. i." Having engaged your paper-hang er in this charming and unconventional way, you may well be prepared for a novel style of paste and scissors work. There will be no going out at 11 to "sharpen scissors," nor repeated ab sences to "get tools." The remotest corner will at last feel that it has rights which paper-hangers are bound to re spect. If a graduate, the employe will cheer your heart by asides, like "Ten nyson has just such a paper in the room where ho writes," or "Private Dazel composes under a similar bor der." Thus the day will go pleasantly. The paste will be a jewel, so weil made. The brush, with an embroidered handle, will glide over the happy walls. The clippings will fall like apple-pari~ngs in romantic-shapes. There will be nothing prosaic, and the bill will be sent in done in worsted work. The most en couraging fact in the Des Moines case is that no men have yet sawed the sisters' step-ladders, or tipped over the paste, or sent them to the wrong~ house, or in a dozen ways tried to discourage their venture in a calling where the good seem to . die first. These sisters may soon lecture on "What I Know About: Paper-Hanging," and in this way East ern women may early learn of the best way to enter and work in the business. The glad (lay may yet dawn when Mas sachusetts women will put a dado on the State-House dome, and a border in patriotic hues on Bunker Hill monu-! ment. A curious lawsuit is in progress in a small town in Saxenv. A man caught a rat, tied a small bell1 round its neckI 'and let it go again, as he had heard that such a rat would scare every other rat out of the house. The plan succeed ed, and his house in a few days was clear of the plague. A few nights later, however, his neighbor's family were nearly frightened out of their wits by hearing the mysterious sound of a bell in various parts of the house. They came to the conclusion that the house was haunted, until the servant girl accident ally heard of their neighbor's doings, who now is to be fined, if he loses the sunit for creating a nuiane. *,u ARTIST AND HUMORIST. Clever Practical Joke. Played by the Sculptor iran Powers. James H. Beard, the artist, telis some anecdotes of the early career ci Hiram Powers, the sculptor, which ;o to show that he was full of grim humor. When Powers went to Cincinnati he was cu gaged in iaking wax figures for a museum owned by a man naicl Ior field. The figures which he molded were delicated and beautiful beyond anything that was known at that time. His ingenuity in mechanics was re markable, and Mr. Beard thinks that he would have made as great a success in mechanic arts as he did in sculpture if he had devoted his attention to the former. Th'ere was a popular comic singer in Powers' day at Chicinnatt named Alexander Drake. fowers mold ed a wax head of Drake, and fashionel a figure to match the head. One of Drake's songs which was in great de mand with audiences was called "Love and Sausages." Powers took his wax figure to the theater and placed it on the stage in Drake's favorite attitude, and when the curtain rose for Drake's song there stood before the audience two Alexander Drakes, both perfectly natural. The people were astounded; They gazed and gazed in wonderment until the curtain went down and rose again on a single Drake. It was the wax figure, but so like the singer that the audience cried, and shouted. and stamped for "Love and Sausages." The figure was silent and the curtain went down without any response being made to their calls. It rose again, and there was a single Erdke confronting them. This time the audience remained un demonstrative, not knowing what to ex pect. It was the true Drake, and when he proceeded to sing "Love and Saus ages" the mystery was intensified. For about three days the people talked of this double Alexander Drake, andthen the secret got out that it was one of Powers' freaks. At another time Powers was at work on a wax bust of Thomas Jeferson. There was a critic in Cincinnati in those days named Simms, who had in curred the displeasure of Powers and others. He was told one evening that the bust was completed, and was asked to inspect it. It was in the days when the only light was from tallow candies, and as the room was dark he was given a candle with which to make a close in spection of the bust. He began to con- I ment upon its unnatural appear nce, declaring that the color of the flesh was not natural and so on. As he leaned i down for closer inspection the burning candle was brought close to the figure, which suddenly dodged back, winked its eye, and shouted: "Don't burn me." It was Powers himself. A favorite trick of the artist, i ;lich he often performed in the museum and in public places, was made possible by the long cloaks which it was the custom to wear in those dayp. Any one who has seen the figures in a circus which are short and squat one moment and . apparently ten feet high the next will I understand the nature of the joke. Powers would gather his cloak up in his hands and make himself apparently about three feet in height, and as he passed around the museum he would gradually become taller and taller until ati1st, taking the collar of his cloak and the rim of his hat in his hands, he would shove them far above his head and make himself appear very tall. All the time he would go peering around at he sights while most of the people were watching him, as the biggest curiosit3 >f all.-N Y. Tribune. ARich Man's Whim. One of San Joaquin county's rich men was at Sacramento recently. His $R00.000 did not make him a bit proud; he walked the streets with leaky sh o's and sun-burned coat, despite a drivinig rain. A kind-hearted gentleman caught sight of the old fellow as the latter trudged along, and hailed him. "Come, old man," he said. "yon ouzhtn't to be out in a storm like this with shoes like yours. Come, Il11 get you a decent pair." A smile played over the rich man's face. He followed. The generous strangdr bought him boots and started him o. IHis beart was moved by this instance of the iig world's coldness toward the poor and aged, and as he wvatched the old fellow trudge awvay, gleefully eyeing his m w boots and carrying his old .shoes un r his arm, tho stranger wiped awa :y a tear. A few days after this had happened the stranger came to Stockton. and met the man he had befriended in SacrL mento. Of course his tirst glance was at the place where the new boots otught to be, but they werec not there-the soes had got back. "I say, old main," he remarked, "what's became of those boots?" "I sold 'emi."' "Two dollars." The stranger has found out soil ..1 thingr since then, and is hunting iU Proportion of Deaths by Lightning. The yearly average number of deaths from lightning in' England is twenty three, or four and four-tenths per~ 100, 000 deaths. As a general rulle it seems that unlescs persons arc killed on the sot by lightning they recover. A pe son struck by lightning is more or les stunnedl, andi deprived of consciousnes for a time, often, no doubt, by were fright, in which case the elleet is tran sinti; but sometimes in consequence of a shock given to the brain, in wie cass there is a certain amount of para ysis of motion and sensation. The ap pearances after death of bodies whieh have been struck by lightning vary ex tremely. Sometimes they retain the position which they occupied when struck: wvhile in other cases they may be dashed to a considerable distance. heir clothes are often burnt or torn, and have a pculiar singedl smell. Mectallic substances about the body pre sent signs of fusion, while such as are composed of steel become malgnetic. A resident of Rockland, Me., has a briarwoodl pine which lie foundi imibed dedi in a hutie block of salt at the bot tom of One of the tanks of the old fri gte Satbine. Explorers Astonished. it happens now :and then that an ex plorer ll:tcs a seisational and wholly un:expected discovery. Several unique fact- witl re :ir to certain tribes of sav:t s hazve recently been ascertained,, Mr. W. Minz:.gu Kerr. f1r instance, has found anion, the a lkor:kori tribe in Africa, whom he is the first to describe, gpllpowder which thy naike thema ives for i-c in the ilim-locik muskets which titev ebtain from native traders. Tits trliie lives f: frot the east coast and ruite :a distaee south of the Zambesi river. Their eunpowder burns S.!owly, and its explos:ve force is far in ferior toi that of ours, but it answers t purpose very well, They mix the e ilor."4eence of sal'peter with charcoal whi:-h they make timi the bark of tho mufati tree. This mixture is baked in an e:irm:fen not for several hours and then it is pilverized anti spread in the suniight, where it is left f.r .nme time. It is not at :li likely ti.at tr - Makori kori, like tii- Cuinee, discovered the art of makin;: gipowder. Their fathers douo bless learned it fromt the 'ortuguese cr from Slaves who had lived atnog white mten on the coast. We hear str:mge things once in a while of African tribes. but it was hardly to be expete t that a wholly ' kr.wn tribe, henlmmed in by the me:. ': of inner Africa. would be - in tne maturetue of ti . A few years ago ... '. nann canme home :nd toad a reiiarka le story about tribes he had met with southrof the Congo river, who were far more civiiized than most African people. His reprt is now fulay Con tined by the tiravels in the saie re'iet of Lieuts. un:d a;d Tnlappenbieek. They found iv.t year, b.tween the Congo and the Saukurn rivers,. iiy street villages, with large, gable-roofed huts standing squareiv on either side of the street, in habited" by brownish-red. tine-looking ocople. These villagers have advanced /JtoI:is of comfort. They sleep on u'oouen bedsteads instead of on the floor. Their hotues are the largest yet found in Africa, and are kept clean. 'Their s:reets are about fifty yards wide, somietiimes two or three miles long, and are earefullv swept. Refuse of all sorts :s taken :w:ty and thrown into pits dug for the plipupse. They are clever hunt er. , and tra.n their dogs to follow game. l'iey carve pestles out of ivory for pounding imanioc. and they have aston hmiing skill as wood carvers. Lieut. umcad brought home two wooden cups re'resenting negro headhs, which might readiy be taken for Europ'au products, owing to their superior workmanship. Behind the houses of this populous Zeuge tribe arer"','ttly kept gardens and plantations of bananas. When Lieut, IolIm visited an isolated settlement of East Greenlanders two years ago he was astonished to- find among these- natives, of whom the world had never heard, walrus spears of whhih the handles were made of wood, although no timtber grew there, and the points of hoop-iron. He ascer tained that the sea-currents had brought these useful commodities to the poor Esquinaux in the shape of wreckage and iron-bound boxes. It has recently been shown that in parts of Chili where European trees and plants have been introduced the native flora is actually disappearin- and the imported vegetation is lourisliing in its place. Exporters are often surprised to see theil ittutitar plaints and fruits of other rege,'ns growi ng as exotics where they did not dream of indng them. Kerr discovered the tomato in the far interior of Afrien, and Schweinfurth was much astonished to find tobacco in the heart of the continent, where it was raised and enjoyed by natives who had never heard of its Amer:can home, thtough the name by which the weed was kntown among sonme tribes was doubtless derived from our name for it. -N. Y'. .Sun. The Bastic in southern History. When Shiermuan's battalions were beattig through Georlia and the Caro neas it was deemed, for prudential retonts, best to dheposit dotmestic treas ure,. such as money atnd valuables, where they would not confront these i:tiots. It was not at tirst suspected iniat the soldiers would appropriate these elfects, butt it was feared that the *1t brie-a-brac and brooch and brace i.tjewelry might attract their admuira ion :tc~ mimped their march by tempt ing~ :he-m to stop and exaiuiine the pre jmi. wares. When brought into full relief by pow.riul field lenses it was at last seen iat .Sherm~a's Christian battamlions were :mt armyt oi incou tinenit kiepto miia;cs5 and - that new ingentities wuhl be in cotnstanlt need to escape their keen and aceute methods of detect mtihe s'eeret placees of hiddetn treasure. iib places were tntuerous, in titih, out their ins:.incts for stealage wereO itet as diverse antd quite as many. At ti;.s crisis the bustle played a his Lore 'iart. IP heUne" a 5afe-dleposit vault for ira 'a.) U zr .iar:L. ~ . . Th:-re :t. Ba 1 Lot. "Mamnt." 3a:t Sixteenth street n t. . ..:ule tral int .New York I;as been el~ for 'emnbracerv.' --e lr aughter, I can't say; but I supp:ose one oft hoe boodle Aldermen *' 3 han ,:e"gin' a 'girl. They are bad n:.sg io K o .u ni thing.-- Wadlungtom T:: :gr:ae v:ue of the brewery omsin itu t..rritor' Is estimatod at 33.0-3 TP miunbemr of sheep in Utah ispta.- at~ 1.1 Q),000, and( the wool p. .due~t for the last seamson at 7,000,000 poud.. On e of the growing industries o it.e :ertry is theC manufactture of al.i' or tihe hist year It is estimated th 1. I0 tons hav~e been produced, were. pert-mW. About 17,000 pounds of rlikcocns vring $'.per pound, lhave beet rasdl Utah duringth lat ye'ar. fThe inidustry is still in its tinaey, bu. the outlook is very flatter' It is now qutite currently reported that the deep, mcyst erious secret in the Wil son-Moen e:ase is that Wilson has dis covered whether it was the "Lady or e Tigne."