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Whet Se noi O )ut. "Vhea school is out. I shall go h. she said. "Aii all my heattache wi b forted." !nOre I'll rest My tired head upo'n I 'i\ a breast. And feel her tender c pressed. And there at last. I shall ti persect rest." "When school is out." she said. "I know l'Il meet Dancing for joy along the golden street My little child, my babe so stainless sweet, Who went to heaven before his dimpl ed feet Had ever learned in earthly pai hs 10 go, Nor pressed the violets. no'r 0id tIle snow: Oh, I will clasp his close. an:i I shal know Those kisses that I taught him long ago:" "Life's weary lessons are all leared." she saia. "And school is out,' We bent--and she was dead. flle Tuw Orp1aes. By D'.nnery. (:HAPTEt 1. FROM NOMADY TO PARIS. The dusty diligence which rolled over the hard road from Evreux to Paris, on a certain warm summer's day in the year 18-, contained but two passengers, and they young girls. As they sat on the hard leathern seats, weary from the effects of the long ride, which would cause more mature persons to look jaded. one can see that, so engrossed are they with the thoughts of their arrival in Paris. they have forgotten the discomforts of their reception. "Are you quite certain that the kind Monsieur Martin will meet us, sister?" asked the younger, for at least the twentieth time since the commence ment of the ride. "He must be waiting our arrival, Louise; for did I not write to say that we were coming?" replied Ienriette, as she smoothed her sister's fair hair with 'a caressing motion which was unusually tender even for a sister, and as one looks in to the young girl's face, they see the reason of the watchful care which she exercises over her sis ter. Louise is blind. "But if he should not be there?" persisted the blind girl. "Then we will go to his house: I have the address. We will not think of his not being there, but rather enjoy the ride. I will describe to you every thing we meet." For answer, Louise nestled close be side her sister; and laid her head, with its wealth of golden hair, on her shoul der. While Henriette was thus engaged, let us explain why the two girls were thus journeying alone to the great city. Nearly six months pres ious to the opening of our story, the t wo girls were bereft of their only protector by tne cold hand of death: and had been of fered a home in Paris by M. Martin. who was a cousin of the deceased mother. For several months the girls remain ed with their kind friends in Nor mandy, lingering near their childhood's home, as if intuition had warned them of the long train of evils which would attend them at the capital. They had started for Paris, thinking that no other warning to their rela tive, save a letter that was dispatched the day previous to their departure, was necessary. So much for the reason of their jour ney, and before they arrive in Paris, we will visit the hotel occupied by the Marquis de Presles, whose vile schem ing caused so much misery to our heroines. The marquis was the representative of one of the oldest families in Paris: but, unlike his ancestors, he was noto rious as a libertine and a roue. Every pleasure that welath or sin could purchase was his, and in that city of c rime and pleasure, none so ready as he to adopt any scheme. how ever vile, to attain some new pleasure which should gratify his depraved tast. Seated before a breakfast-table, load ed with every delicacy which could tempt an appetite already blunted by dissipation, the marquis was partaking sparingly of his morning meal, when his valet entered and waited penrmis sion to speak. "What is it. Antoine?" "Monsieur Lafleur has some impor "Admit him," ordered the marquis, who saw in this early visit some new * scheme: for Lafleur was one who. for~ the sake of a liberal reward, which the marquis was ever ready to give his tools, pandered to the nobleman's vices. Lafleur entered with a cringing bow, and remained standing in a re spectful attitude until his patron should allow him to unfold his budget of villainy. "Three o'clock in the afternoon is! not an early hour for Lafleur, mon sieur," replied that worthy. as he availed himself of the marquis's per mission to be seated. "People who have such vile taste as to retire at night, must expect to be out of their beds at any unreasonable hour:h but tell me what brings von here?" "Monsieur has heard of the beauty of the girls of Normandy?" "Yes, what of that?" asks De Prnes les listlessly. "There are two young girls from Normandy who are to arrive in Paris this evening. They are without rela tives, except you call the cousin of their mother, who, by the way, is my brother-in-law, a relative," answered Lafleur, as he watched the face of his employer carefully: and as he saw it light up at his information. he adiled. "My brother-in-law is in Lyons, and I havye openedit he letter sent by the two orphans, advising him of their in-! tended arrival tonight. Therefore, I shall be obliged to meet themi." "And you propose what?" "'Anything Monsieur the Marquis is pleased to wish." "How old ere these giris?" "The oldest is seventeen, and the blind one-" "Is one of them blind?'' "She is." "Ah, then, I do not see how she could interestme." "But the other might. monsieur.' "You are right:" exclaimed the mar quis, after a short pause; "but what should we do with the blind one?" "Never fear for her. She can go wher ever she chooses." said Latleur. in a careless tone. "Blindness is a good stock of trade in this city. Before~ I k-new the liberality of the Marnuis de Presies, j was often temnpted to wis that I was blind myself: for it is said that the good God has such under hi especial kee pint." "I am afraid, Latleur. that if von were deaf and dumb as well as blind, the Lord would show you very litt le favor," said the marquis. with a laugh. "Perhaps not. But have you any commands for me?" rejoined La'luri quickly.Ifyubig e h ''r "Yes.Ifyubigm thgr! without the blind one. reimember-I will pay you one hundred louis. I i: fail. I will not "We do not think of failure. my' dear Marquis," quickly interruped Latleur. "Where shall I take the girl?" "T am to hnve a pnat of friends at I--::'. t taRC lert ini Sii1; 'm~ t ?t t .iC ('hcca '.ni e no I 1w il :;e the l1d remedy. and then ou cai awake her whenever you wish, s youi have the antidote," replied Lanc.ar, as he arose to go. "Yu feel sure that you will sue eed' amsied the marquis, who had grown; considerably interested in the schenme. Feel sure? I am as certain as if I he Marquis de Presles' louis were already jingling in my pocket." auswered La ileur, in a confident ione. "Very well. I shall expect you this evenim. ., "'i shall be t here. my lord. A ..t ith a w bow, the villain. w(h was readly to sell more than his soul for gokd. departed, leaving his aa Y~u to gloat over the surprise he had in store for his friends: and to ihieir shame be it said, a greater por ion of these friends were so-called la (lies. and in attendance upon royalty itself. Lest our readers should think this an exceptional case in the city of Paris at the time of which we write, we will refer them to the history of France for the latuer part of the seventeenth and the beginning of the eighteenth centuies. and they will tind that ab duction, murder, and all manner of crime stalked abroad through the bea .tili city. setting the law. and those whose duty it was to enforce the law. . . defiance. CHAPTER II. MOTHER AND SONS. "Knives to mend, scissors to grind, knives to grind:" Among the large class of people whc get their living from the street, as it were, none seemed t( have as few cus tomners as the scissors-grinders, al though they are the most useful of their class, and it is not strange that on the day when the Normandy coach was to bring a new victim to the Mar quis de Presles. Pierre Fro:hard, the crippled scissors-grinders, should have traversed a large portion of the city without having an opportunity of ad ding much to his little hoard. 1His plaintive cry, "Knives to mend, scissors to grind," was unlike a great majority of the street cries, inasmuch as it seemed to be the cry of a wound ed soul striving for something beyond its reach, instead" of the rough, un meaning jargon which venders give utterance to in a sing-song manner, and which expresses nothing save a confusion of guttural sounds. Pierre Frochard was a young man of about t wenty years of age, but his suf ferings caused him to have the appear ance of one of many years older. His face was pale and distorted, his form bent and misshapen, and yet he was one whom the careful observer would have become deeply interested in and the charitably disposed to have be stowed alms upon, had Pierre not been one of those few whom alms hurt worse than a curse. Weary and footsore, the poor scissors rinder had, toward the close of the aay, found himself near the Pont Neuf:and after ascertaining that there were none near who were in need of his services, he placed his machine near one of the buildings,and was rest ing his aching limbs. Chance hadbrought him near the Normandy coach-house, and he resolv ed to await the coming of the dili gence, in the hope of earning a few sous by carrying the baggage of some traveler. There was also in the vicinity a drinking saloon, tilled with noisy revel ers. and whenever a fresh burst of mirth from within was heard, Pierre shuddered visibly. The cripple leaned against his ma chine, as though long association with the wood and iron had endowed it with sympathy for his sufferings. The poor creature, although he had a mother and brother, had never known what it was to receive one word of pity or consolation from a human being: and what wonder lie should cling affec tionately to the rude machine that ac companied him everywhere, even if it was the work of his own hands, and endowed with action only when his poor, withered foot pressed the treadle? For some time he remained in this position, when he was aroused from reverie by the closing of the door of the cabaret, and looking up he saw a stout iniddle-aged woman approaching him. She was in manner and appearance n exact opposite to the cripple. Her clothes were whole, and enveloped the stout form in a ma-mer indicative of great comfort to the wearer. A pair of small, hard,gray eyes twinkled from the fat, round face, which was border ed with short, black hair, that formed a distinct beard: and one, on seeing La Frochard for the first timne,would have judged her to be an easy, happy old soul,whose only care in life was to pro vide a good dinner, and whose only want was the material for a good dish of gosip. A change came over Pierre's face as he saw her. A change which plainly told that his poor, bent form was to receive some insult which wvould cut deepl: the great, honest heart which it held. In a painfully limping manner he ap proached the woman. and in a tender. imploring voice said: "Why, mother, is that vou?" . "Yes~, it's me~you lazy good-for-noth ing'" replied the affectionate mother, s she gazed at her deformed boy, while a look of scorn passed over her face. completely changing her into a hard, grasping old woman. A look of sorrow came over the poor cripple's face as he put out his hand as if to ward off the cruel words. "Lazy?' he repeated. "Why,mother, do all the work I can."' "Work:'' exclaimed the old woman, as she smiled incredulously. "-You call that work? Bah: why did heaven bless you with such a beautiful deformity? Why, to earn your living, you puny, limping cripple-and you work, when all you need to do is to sit here, hold outyour hand, and make your for tune." And as La Frochard finished speak ing she turned away with a gesture expressive of disgust at the honest liv ing her son was trying to earn. A tear came into Pierre's eye as his mother finished speaking, and he an swveredl sadly: "Mother, I can not beg: it is impos sible."~ "Eh? Not possible-why not?" que ried Mother Frochard, in a sharp rasp ng voice. "Mother." said Pierre. going toward her and laying a thin, wasted hand up on her arm, " when I was an infant you carried me through the streets and taught me to repeat begging prayers I did not understand. They put mnoney into your pocket ,and I knew no shame. But now it is now different. You drove me out, and bade me come here to beg. When 1 knelt and held out my hand to ask alms in the name of the misfor tune with which Ileaven has chasten ed mec shame choked n-y utterance, and I was overcome by anger at my 'vn humiliation. A passer-by looked n inc with pity and put a tritling coin in my hand. A great lump came in my throat and my eves tilled with tears. No, mother, I can not beg-I can A nd as Pier.e finished speaking. he returned to his machine, and leaning over it. seemed to pour out his grief to tie rude struct ure. "You undutiful son:" exclaimed the old woman, in a burst of anger. "You and rather leave your poor brother and me to starve." This unkind thirust aroused Pierre. and lie answered, quickly: "My brother need not starve, i~e has health and strength, and yet you upport him in idleness." "Wny should my beautiful Jaques ,orky" demanded the old woman.with haibdsoxrie b'o;. the very iric o[. his poor dead father ait those scoUniPClS of the law robbed me of." le sutie'rcd d(et It for a murder of which they found him guilt .'' timidy suggested l'ierre. "iid can I look to you to avenge him?'" asked I he old woman, in deris ion. "No- no: my handsome .Jacques will that one of these days. Iie's no n iksop. Nothing frightens him.' "No. not even the sight of blood:" answered ilcrre. with a shudder. "Shut up: You are good for nothing but to be honest:" screamed Mother 'rochard. in a fury. "I hate honest people: scum that impose on the poor A t this moment the old woman's ti rade was interrupted by the appear ance of several people who were com ing toward them, and changing her voice suddenly from one of the deepest anger for a whining tone habitual to professional beggars, she went toward them with outstretched hands, repeat' ing the words she had so vainly endea vored to force Pierre to repeat. "Charity, good people. Charity, for the love of heaven!" The poor cripple went back to the machine with a despondent air, and poured out his troubles in an under tone to that companion. "Perhaps she is right. I am good for nothing except to be honest.. Alas! I have never had any one to teach me.' Pierre's musings were destined to be disturbed on this evening, for he heard a loud, rough voice behind him, whieb caused him to start with fear. It w s that of his brother Jacques. The haudsome Jacques. as his mother had called him, ana if a good specimen of a rutlian may be callea handsome, then Jacques was a perfect beauty. He was a tall, strong, well-formed fellow of some twenty-four years, with a face that betokened brutality in every feature. He was dressed with a view to effect, wearing the flowered waistcoat sc much in vogue at that period: a red handkerchief was bound around his head, and on it was a wide-brimnied hat, blue stockings reaching to his knees, and in his ears hung large gold hoops, which were supposed to lend an air of distinction to the whole costume. In his month was a black clay pipe, and his whole bearing was that of a man who is well satisfied with himself, and who expected the rest of the world to admire him. "Hallo: Here is the old woman and her precious abortion of a son," was his first greeting, as he laughed heartily at the sight of poor Pierre, bending over his work. "Has Marianne come yet, mother?" "Not yet, my son," replied the old woman, gazing at him in admiration. "Never mind, she'll come in time,' he said, half to himself and half to his mother. Then as he heard a noise from the crowd he had just left in the cabaret, he cried out: "You can order everything you want, wine, brandy, anything, I'll stand it." Alarmed at this outbreak of libera lity on her son's part, Mother Frochard asked, quickly: "My son, are going to pay? Have you found a purse?" "No but Marianne has. I have or dered her to bring me some money, and she'll do it." This answer appeared to please the old woman, for she clasped her hands as if in ecstasy of joy and admiration, and exclaimea, in a 'low voice: "Isn't lie in good humor?" "Come here, Pierre," ordered Jacques. in a stern voice. The cripple looked up, and for an instant seemed hesitat.ing whether to obey or not: but a warning look from his brother decided him, and he went slowly toward the man who knew neither pity nor love for his afflicted brother. "Look here, criipple: Good children always give an account of' their earn ings to their parents," said Jacques, in a sarcastic tone. Then turning to the old woman, he asked: "Isn't that so, mother?" "Certainly. my lamb. You have ex cellent principles." and again the old woman compared one son with the other, as she had done hundreds of times since their birth. But poor Pierre looked up piteously at his brother, and said: "When I give you an account of my earningsyou pocket all." "Welil, what if I do?" was Jacqanes' brutal answer. "It's unjust," said Pierre. "It's so like" "That,s enough," Interrupted Jac ques. "I want your money, but none of your fine speechs. How much have you got ?" And he made a gesture as though to strike his brother, should his demand nct be complied with quickly enough. Pierre saw that it was useless to resist, and drawing out a handful of small coin he proceeded to count them. "T wenty-t wo livres, seven sous. and six deniers." lie answered, as soon as he ascertained the amount. Jacques took the money from Pierre's hand with a motion which caused the cripple to wince with pain, and as he put them in his capacious pocket, he said, with the tone of a man who has been defrauded out of his dues: "And all this fuss about that. Why, what have you been doing for a whole week with those spindle legs and arms?" "I have walked the streets from morning until night, with my wheel upon my back," answered Pierre, as if eager to convince his brother that he had not been idle. "I have lived upon bread and water. I could do no more." "Well, your~ trade don't pay," was Jacques' rough answer. "I must find you somethin~g better." Something betters You? No-no!" exclaimed Pierre, as he mored away, trembling in every limb at the thought of being obliged to work after his brother s fashion. Jacques did not fancy Pierre's re joinder, and would have heaped some fresh insult upon the cripple, had not La Frochard came forward, anxious to show her favorite how well she had done. "I have saved three livres and eight sous. Put them withi Pierre's. and that makes---" "Oh, never mind how much it makes," said Jacques, impatiently, as he took the money from his mother's unwilling grasp; "but I'll take it on principle." Then turning to his brother, lie said, in a voice which w~as intended to be tray his good f.elings: "Come, cripple, let's drink," and at the same time he moved toward the cabaret. "No," answered Pierre, sadly: "drink always affects my head." .Jacques gave utterance to a coarse lauoh, as he said: " Vhy, who wouid think that we are brothers? You have the blood of the sheep in your veins. You're a dis grace to the family, while I boast the blood of a I-rochard, and the lrochards have been outlaws for a hundred and fifty years." This bturst of boasting was again too much for Mother F-rochard. She w'as obliged to give vent to her feelings by raising her hands to Heaven, and exclaiming: "Ahi, what a man: I love hirn so-so like his father." "Come along. then, if you love me." said Jacques, who had heard his moth er's fervent exclamation. "for 1 am thirsty." As they opened the door of the cabaret. he turned again to Pierre, who was again bending over his whee., and asked: "Are you coming with us?" "Nono." answered the cripple, and as he heard the sound of wheels, lhe added, but not until his brother and mother had disappeared within for drink. "There's the Normand ' coach jut arriving. 1 will run ndsee if theres not a chance to tuake a t@ sous." And Pier, hasted towa'd the coach as fast as his crippled limbs would admnit. little thinking closely his lf wouid he connected with one of the occupants, at least. [To be Continued.] The Storm Coming. The indications are that the Repub lican party, which stands for trusts and monopolies, has over done its work and are about to be called to ac count by the people. The Spartanburg Herald says "everywhere there are in dications that the people are thinking and digesting political problems. The frantic cries of President Roosevelt against the trusts, lame and imponent as they are, indicate the direction of the wind. The retirement of Speaker Henderson from the race for congress in his Iowa district, emphasizes the trend of public thought. The people of the United States are determined that the hands of the trusts shall be torn from their throats. They have decreed that this government shall be run in the interest of the people, and Speaker Henderson holding the second place in the republic, but slightly in ferior in actual power and influence t the presidency, declines to make the race. There is a reason for his retreat and it is found in the unmistakable expression of the Iowa Republicans that our tariff laws shall not afford a shelter for monopoly. All signs indi cate that the next presidential contest will be fought on the tariff as a means of affording shelter to the trusts, and the next president will be a Democrat, unless somebody blunders." We hope tae Herald is right. Hope He Will Win. There is a red hot political cam paign now going on in Pennsylvania, and there is every reason to believe that the Democrats will elect their candidate for governor, Ex-Governor Pattison. He was elected governor once before, and he is now putting up such a fight that the Republicans are scared out of their wits. The Spartan burg Herald says: the secret of it all is that when this man Pattison was elected governor in 1882,the voters, re gardless of party lines, called upon him again in 1890 and he did not disap point them. In the midst of all manner of trickery and corruption, he main tained clean hands and he came out of office without a blot on his escutcheon. The race this year, despite the pro tests of the Republicans is being fought on local issues. There is no reason why it should be otherwise. Mr. Pattison is pointing out failures his opponents have made, and his re cord is the asssurance that they will be corrected. There is no doubt that he is ambitions to be the Democratic nominee for president and there are few men in the United States today who could gather about them a great e personal following. This country needs a president who is first of all scrupulously honest-a man who will not tolerate injustice, corruption or fraud. We may depend upon our senators and representatives to shape legislation, but the first requisite in the executive department of the government Is rigid, rugged, honesty. Color Line in Indiana. Several days ago the patrons of the Evansville, Indiana, schools withdrew all their children from the school and when the matter was investigated it was learned that the parents believed a young gIrl named Mabel Smith was colored. The board of education pro tested and the truant officer threaten ed to have the parents arrested for not sending their children to school, but this had no effect and the teachers sat day after day without pupils. The board of education then appointed nine physicians to examine the girl and report as to whether she had any negro blood in her veins. Five of them said she had and four said she had not, and this left the matter In as bad shape as before. Tbe board then entered upon an investgation it self and summoned Mrs. Wade, super intendent of the home for friendless childre."dat which Institution Mabel lives. Mrs. Wade testified that she knew the parents of the child; that they were French descent and died several years ago, and that Mabel, though unusually darkskinned, had no negro blood in her veins. The patrons of the school had a committee present, and after Mrs. Wade testified they consented to let their children return to school. -Sued for Libel. A dispatch from Dillon says there is to be another chapter to the recent sensation over forged tax certificates in Marion county. Editor A. P. Jor dan of the Dillon Herald, has been ar rested, charged with malicious slander. The warrant was served Wednesday and it was propsed to hold a prelimin ary on Thursday, but Mr. Jordan waived this and gave bond signed by fifty of the leading citizens of Dillon, for appearance at the circuit court. The warrant charges malicious slan der against Walter Stackhouse, P. B. Hamar, B3. R. Mullins and F. F. Coy ington. This is an outgrowth of the statement that Mr. Blue charged these gentlemen with falsifying in the mat ter of tax receipts for election pur poses in the new county contest. There is very strong and bitter feeling over this matter, and as there is a great deal more in It than appears on the surface, it promises to be one of the biggest sensations in the history of Marion County. Killed Seven. There was great excitement and confusion in the theatre at Malaga, Spain, Wednesday night, when a gen darme who was present suddenly went mad and drawing his revolver tired In discriminately Into the audience. Sev en persons were killed. In a wild pan ic the audience sought to rush fiom the building and nine persons were knocked down and injured. The gen darme was called upon to surrender by some policemen and upon refusing to do so he was shot and killed. A Peculiar Accident. The Florence Times says Ed Bryant, a Savannah negro who was hoboing home was struck Wednesday night as he was entering Florence, by a piece of wood that fell off 55. the evening train from Wilmington. It seems that lie had gotten on a train at Richmond and found it convenient to get off at Marion and was walking from there here when as 55 passed him a piece of wood fell off and struck him on the left arm, fracturing the arm very badly above the elbow. Adrift at Sea. The steamer David, Capt. Durne, from Truxillo, arrived at New Orleans Thursday. She reports that on Sept. I 12, at 3 p. in., when between Ceiba and Truxillo, she fell In with the Nor weigan steamer Bergen from Truxillo for Habana with 850 head of cattle with prcpeller gone and towed her in-C to Truxillo. When picked up she hadC been drifting for three days and had lacrd cattle on short alloamnce.. THE BOXERS AGAIN. Serious Anti-Foreign Riots 'taking Place in China. China is on the verge of another Boxer uprising which may equal that of 1900. according to mail advices re ceived at the state department from Minister Conger, dated last month. The troubles appear to arise princi pally from extortionate taxation com bined with resentment against the presence of missionaries. Mr. Conger's first advice is dated Aug. 6 from Pekin and be reports se rious anti-foreign riots near Chen Tu in the province of Sze Chuan in which a number of native Christians had been massacred and chapels destroyed. Mr. Conger appeared to have acted with energy upon telegraphic com plaints from Dr. Canright, an Ameri can medical missionary at Cheng Tu, not only adddressing the Chinese foreign office by letter but calling there in person to impress upon the officials the importance of an Immedi ate and effective action and finally succeeded in causing the removal of the local Chinese officials who had failed to repress the riots and preserve life and property. Mr. Conger encloses with his report the communications that passed be t-veen himself, Dr. Canright and the foreign office. Under date of June 20 from Chen Tu, Dr. Canright tele graphed: "Sze Chuan repeating 1900. Chapel burned, 10 Christians killed. Boxers multiplying four. months; offi cials taxed." Mr. Conger immediately telegraphed Dr. Canright to demand adequate pro tection for missionaries and the native Christians from the local officials. He also addressed a note to Prince Ching at the foreign office, stating that there were several American mission aries and many chapels and converts in Sze Chuan, and that'it was neces sary that immediate provision be taken to stamp out these troubles at their very inception. In his answer Prince Ching enclosed a copy of an imperial edict saying: "Such fierce and lawless breaks should certainly be quickly put down. They must on no account be allowed to spread. We command Kwel-Chun to strictly order the troops to disperse the rebels and their followers, to seize the ringleaders and to punish them according to the rigor of the law and so nip the rebellion in the bud." Another dispatch from the foreign office to Mr Conger, dated July 3, states that the viceroy reported that the missionary killed was a Chinese and that qulte a number of leading Boxers had been captured and pun ished and a sharp lookout was being kept for those still at large. Mr. Conger again had ,ocasion to address the foreign office on July 30, informing them that Dr. Canright had again reported that robberies and massacres were occurring daily; that all were in great danger and that he had demanded protection in vain. The minister urged the foreign office "to take more effective measures in order to avoid the fearful responsibility of a further loss of life and property." The foreign office replied that several edicts had been issued directing the viceroy to suppress the troubles. A letter of later date from Minister Conger transmits two imperial edicts, ordering several changes among pro vincial ojlcials as a result of the dis turbances. The most important of the changes, Minister Conger state, Is the removal of Kwel Chun as viceroy of Sze Churn province because of his fail ure to surpress the recent serious dis turbances in the territory under his jurisdiction. He Dropped the Bomb. A special from Skagway, Alaska, says: About 3 o'clock Wednesday af ternoon an unknown young man walked into the Canadian Bank of Commerce, a revolver in one-hand and a dynamite bomb in the other and. de manded $20,000 threatening to blow all into eternity. Cashier Pooley and Teller Wallace were the only two men in the bank. Wallace ducked to get his gun and ran quickly to the back of the room, calling for Pooley to do the same. "No, you don't," yelled the man, dropping the bomb. The clerks had just gotten out of the window. The bank was wrecked. The robber's head was smashed and one arm was torn off. People living above the bank were blown into the air. J. G. Price, formerly prosecuting attorney, who was entering the bank at the time, was hurt but not serious ly. The dynamiter died without re gaining consciousness. The bank lost about a thousand dollars, chiefly in gold dust, which was lying on the counter._________ THE STATE FAIr.--The next big event in the State is the State Fair at Columbia. Take a day off and go to it. Also take Sally and the baby. It's not right to expect the "ole 'oman" to stay at home and keep house all the time and the man have all the fun. The boys on the farm should be given a day now and then a little pocket change. Farm work becomes monotonous with young people, especially if they are never al lowed any of the fruits of their labors. Consequently if you want to keep the boys on the farm it becomes necessary to give them a little encouragement. COMPANIEs TO BE INSPECTED.-The, following item from the Columbia Record of Tuesday will doubtless be of interest to the members of the local military company: ''The military oompanies all over the State will be inspected by the adjutant general and his assistant during the next four weeks. Colonel Frost leaves for Fort Motte this afternoon to inspect the company there. The other companies. will be inspected as far as possible and those that have not obtained their supplies for the year will then be sup plied." __________ Negro Lynched in Oregon. Alonzo Tucker, colored, who as iaulted a white lady near Libby, Ore y~on, Wednesday was taken and lynch ad on Thursday. Not a masked man was in the crowd and everything was lone in broad day light. The fiend was in the hands of the town marshal, ut the mob took him by force and shot him to death. Death to Wolves. A special from Piggott, Ark., says rrangements have been made for a Ig wolf drive next Monday in which ll the people will participate. The mimals have exterminated all the iogs of the surrounding country and lave decimated the poultry and have ven invaded the suburbs of the towns. Hard to Down. G. L. Walker, lately candldate for omptroller general, will be a candi late for clerk of the house of repre entatives. The present clerk is T. C. Tm, who ha served several terms. TRIBE KILLS MAN WITCH. He Was a Murderer and lad 'Hood ooed" the Water Supply. George Bruce, the Indian murderer who escaped from jail at San Bernardi no, Col., was recently killed in a hor rible manner by members of his tribe because they fancied that he had "hoodooed" their water supply. Last spring Bruce murdered his seventeen year-old sister-in-law, Victoria. He had paid so much attention to the girl as to make his wife jealous. -3he incited other Indian women to arouse superstitious fears of Bruce with tales that Victoria had cast an evil eye on him. . They told him to kill the girl if he desired to save his own life. So be waylaid her, strangled her with wire rope and tossed her still living body into a grave. After his escape from jail he made his way to his tribe in Nevada. There he was received cold ly and soon it was whispered that he was responsible for the failure of the irrigating water. Crops were dying, so it was decided that Bruce must die. The other day he was seized, his arms tied behind him and while the tribe gathered about he was started off on a run at the end of a rope held by a mounted Indian. Bruce kept up with the horse for some distance until he arrived at a clump of caeti, when the rider quickly circled about throwing Bruce to the ground and he was dragged on his face throught the patch and back to camp where the squaws beat him with switches. That night his body was placed on a huge funeral pyre and consumed while Indians danced about it. A Lover Suicides. The Augusta Chronicle says crazed by grief the result of a quarrel with his best girl, a West End young man went to his home Thursday night and Friday morning committed suicide. The young man made choice of the laudanum route to get away from his troubles. His effort was successful, as he died despite the prompt medical treatment of several physicans. The young man's name was W. H. Mat thews, the son of Mr. W. A. Mat thews. lie resided with his father at 505 Moore avenue Augusta. Friday morning, near noon he was found ill in his room. Dr. Story and Turner were called to the young man's bedside, and at once recognized that they had a case of poisoning from an overdose of some narcotic. When aroused the young man admitted that he had taken an ounce vial of laudanum. The physicians worked faithfully to over come the effects of the drug, but were not successful, the young man dying at 3:30 Friday afternoon. It seems that the young man was despondent early in the morning and going to the Stothart pharmacy on Walton Way, purchased a vial of laudanum. He reached home with it and at once re tired to his room, where it is suppos ed he drank it. He was found an hour or more later in the day. On Thurs day night the young man escorted a young lady to the Platz, to an en tertainment. She was escorted home by another young man. It is believed that the two quarrelled. Young Mat thews is said to have been desperately in love with the young lady, and it is thought and belived he killed himself because of grief over the misunder standing. All Hands Drunk. The three-masted schooner Dora Matthew, of :New York, bound from Newburyport to New York City, went ashore at 1 o'clock Thursday morning on Logwood bar off Chatham, and will be a total loss. The captain and crew of seven men were taken off In the breeches buoy. According to the state ments of the crew who freely discuss ed the wreck after they had been res cued, the sailors had been using liquor since the time the schooner left New buryport. All the seven men consti tuting the crew are negroes. The only white men on board was Capt. Bon zey. Although the crew were rescued from the ship shortly after she went ashore, Capt. Bonzey refused to leave his vessel at the time. He stated that he did not care to abandon her until e became assured that she would al most certainly be a total wreck. Fined Five Dollars. A Greenville dispatch in the Colum bia State says: It has been under stood that Mr. H. H. Evans, of New berry, would be indicted for assault and battery with intent to kill, in consequence of his attack upon Mr. J. K. Blackman, editor of the Daily News, which occurred in Greenville a month or two ago. Mr. Evans the afternoon appeared before Magistrate Green and was lined $5. He was rep resented by Messrs. Oscar L. Maulding of Greenville, and 0. L. Schumpert of Newberry. The prosecution was rep resented by Mr. 5. J. McSwain of Greenville. Wants Free Silver. The Nevada Republican platform declares for the election of United States Senators by direct vote of the people, favors the largest use of silver as a money metal in all matters coin patable with the best interests of our government, and pledges the nominee to Congress to exercise his best endea vors to secure the greatest possible use of silver. Bryanism must be making some headway among the Republicans of the WVest, and there are occasional signs of disloyalty to the standards of the East. A Sensible Man. F. C. West, of Spartanburg, who was due to run a third race for the house of representatives from that county, generously withdrew in favor of his opponent, who had lacked just three votes of landing on the second. He said that was near enough to show the will of the people, and he knew. that they were tired of politics. Killed by a Blow. During a tight at Catlettsburg, Ky.,1 Wednesday night Fred Marcum of W~ayne county, West Virginia, struck John Davis with his fist, killing him, almost instantly. Davis lived at Hamp-i ton City, Ky. Marcum is in custody. 1 To CAN GREEN CORN.-Cut and scrape the corn from the cob, fill glass1 fruit cans very full by pressing the orn into the can with a small potato nasher, fit the rubber and ring on very tight, then plunge the cans into the wash-boiler two-thirds full of cold vater and boil steadily for two hours; ighten the covers and keep in a cool, I lark place. Before placing the cans ti .n the boiler, it is well to place a tow-tS al in the bottom of the boiler.C WE dre pleased to learn from the harleston Post that Major J. C. Remphill, editor of The News and ourier, who went North about two nonths ago on account of a severe ill 1ess, has returned home completely estored to health. The genial Major s one of the most accomplished mem ers of the South Carolina press. ORIGIN OF TH CAMEL Clews Supplied by Possils Found in Arctics and Tropics. Aimals That Couitd Endure the Greatest Extremes of Cold as Well as Heat-Small Species of the Gobi Desert. Many people think of the camel as piaetically a iropical animal, perhaps perhaps bee.,ae some ot its u:ost striking chanacieristis fit it for cross ine the Dcsert of Sahara. Its large stuian ,r water and the i.sensitive soles of its teat natural:y auggest a life near the equator. i.un the do miaueaed e.t:: of .tsia. whether of the Persiaa.- una:9izi i-Af: ien .-Pu-Cies. which na but Jine rtij., oU those of Baetrian . aini , whin air r:.ced wita two, perform most of taet sert cee in what is. after all, a i.:rty hot ctraato, says th - New York'Tribure. However, in : rec'..ent ALx.'>r of "Uobus" Dr. .enring, co r:in, lays stress on the fact that the buetiisa cauuel is sou, imlea fcoun: in .ibexia, and can endure the greatest known extremes uf eolu .s well as those of heat, if the air is only dry. In the re gion west of Lake Baikal the average witer tempe .amres are cousider:aLly lower tha.s Lero, and are often 40 and 5U degrees below that point. The hab itat of the camel here overtops that of the reindeer: Yet in the Gobi des ert in Turkestan, animals of the same' species have occasion to trot over earth whose temperature at times rises to 130 and 140 degrees Fahren hit! 'There has been much speculation concerning the origin of the old world canes. UIetria, the little kingdom which gives its name to the two humped ai:tual, lies on:y a little north of Afgharastnn. And inasmuch as fossil rena:is of the family have been recovered in the tertiary rocks of the Siwalik hills, in northern Hindostan, it has been supposed that this was the birthplace of the race. But Dr. Neh ring points out the equipment of teeth-one of the most valuable clews in tracing genealcgies. Remains have also been found in Algeria, and the Berlin natura:ist is confident that.the genus thus revealed was a connecting link between the Siwalik camel and the modern dromedary. Only at a comparatively recent date was a satisfactory clew found to.th e Bactrian camel's ancestry. But 'fos sils from Roumania. near the Danube, and from the vicinity of Sarepta, on the Volga, now indicate pretty clearly that the modern two-hum'ped camel originated either in eastern Europe or northwestern Asia. The Russian fos sils were associated with teeth be longing to the mammoth, from which it is fair to infer that the climate of that region was milder when the bones were interred than it is now. Dr. Nehring refers to the story told a few years ago by Dr. Langkavo: that there are camels no bigger than a horse running wild on the Gobi desert. Having two humps. they are evidently related to the domesticated camels of central and northern Asia. i'r. year ing feels, however, that the accouats thus far received need confirmation. He wants to see the skins and bones before he wvill credit the statemnents made conetraing the size of these creatures. No mention is made of the extinct camels of America by the contributor to the pae of "Globus." It is well known that remains have been discov ered in the~ Rtocky mountairws which dte b::ck as far as any Asiatic Tos is. and i 1:ch show a long and g raduaL deveopm:eut of the race on this con'ti neut. 80me of the specimens found are even smaller than the modern horse. In like manner, there were primitive horses in America no bigger than sheep. Hence the only remark able part of the story about wild canm es in the Gobi desert which are snia! er than those now in the service of man is that the species should be in exist ence to-day.. FOUND FORTUNE AND LOVE. Foor Young School Teceker Ia Texas Flnds a Reth Unele ada Husband. One of the most interesting' ro mances of the great southwest has re cently come to light, and Miss Maxine Doubleday. a young school-teacher at the little town of Laurel Valley, Tex., is the heroine. Many years ago Max imilian Doubleday was in love with the gir's mother. When she married hiss brother he enlisted in the southern army and the family lost trace of him. The soldier, however, alwvays kept his sweet heart's picture. Later he had a life-size portrait of it made and of recent years it has hung in a costly frame in his handsome castle at Cordo va, Mexico. 'It was this picture which led to the discovery of his niece, says a western exchange. She has since her father's death sup ported herself and mother by ,her school-teaching in the little - Texas town. A few months ago she went on a visit to Brazos county. There she met a young man, Lee Payson, who told her of her niarked resemblance to the portrait of a beautiful woman whom a friend of his loved in his .nouth. "And it is a curious fact," the young man added, "that his name is the same as yours - Doubleday, Maximilian Doubleday." "Why-, I wonder if it can be my lost uncle!" the girl exclaimed. Further inquiry proved that such was the fact. A reconc:lation followed. The wealthy Doubleday found his boyhood sweetheart, who is now his wife. He has ma de his niece his heiress and she is soon to iaed Paysoni, the young man instrunental in bringing abouzt all14is good fortune. THROWN FROM A BUGGY.-Rev. H. Bascomb Browne received notice last week of a serious accident to Rev. Fohn T. McFarlane, one of the minis ers In his district. Mr. McFarlane aas driving to one of his churches iear Soak's, Colleton County, and was thrown from the buggy and hurt, t is feared internally. There were no >nes broken, but he has been having xnvulsions since the accident. He ras badly bruised. The message said hat the family and physicians were oopeful. Died inthe Palpit. Rev. Alfred Moon returned to his ld pastorate at Kelveden, Essex, Eng and, a few Sundays ago, and preached o his old congregation. During the rmon he alluded to those who had Led during his absence. and added: 'I can see them now." He gave out he hymn and sat down. While the rords, "0 man with eyes majestic ,fter death!I" were being sung Mr. lfoon fell forward in the pulpit and lied in a few minutes. Be sure and read "'The Two Or >hans" our new serial story, which mnces this week. PUNGEi? PARAGRAP .5 Unconsciotts.-"But he doesn't real= ize that he boasts." "Oh, not I've heard him boasting that he doesn't boast."-Puck. "There doesn't seem to be so many bicycles as formerly." "No; it's rid ing, instead of riders, that is falling off now."-I-ndianapolis News. Doctor-"A hove all things, you must :anks every source of trouble and a:nxiety." Patient-"But, doctor, that's impossible. I've just got a new automobile."-Town Topics. The man who praises what he n tenes: to purchase and enumerates the faults of what he means to sell is honest enough to feel lonesome in this dizzy old world.-Chicago Daily News. "Yes," said the superstitious man, "i nelieve it's lucky to pick up a pin, don't you?" "Not if you pick it up by sitting down upon it," promptly re plied the schoolmaster.-Philadelphia Record. The Purchasing Limit.-Mr. Stein seu (our latest millionaire, after his th:rd fruitless stalk)-"Now, look here, you rascal! If you can't have the brutes tamer, I'm hanged if I don't sack you!"-Punch. The Two Champions.-It is said that the roar of a lion can be heard farther than the sound made by any other living creature. Next to that comes the note of a woman who has found a mouse in her bureau.-Boston Transcript. - The An in us.-Mrs. Gosslppe-"How does it come Mrs. Swagger invited you to her party? I thought you were enemies." Mrs. Snappem-"We are;. but she thought I had nothing fit to wear, and wanted to make me feel bad."-Columbut State Journal. WHAT IT COSTS TO MARRY. only a Vive Dollar Bill is aeessay to Defrar the Expenses to Most Places. Marriage is one of the cheapest of luxuries if one reckons only the outlay required for the paymentof the preach er er n::gistrate who performs the eer:mnu:ry and the cost of the licensein such states as require licenses.. Any m.ntaL-er, priest or preacher of the ospel in the United States may sol. eniize marriages, and in many states judges for one or more casses of courts ma.y officiate. In all save half a dozen states, too, justices of the peace have the privilege of ofciating at the highly important functionsays the Cthieago thronicle. in some parts of the United States the persoil performing a marriagecer emiony must have personal knowledge of tl ide u tity, names and residence of the parti., and inasmuch as such laws are enforced in some of the western states where young people frequently dri a long distances to be married, the stipulation has on- occasion caused more or less inconvenience. In most of the states two witnesses are re . uired to be present at the -solemniza tion of a marriage, although in some states a single witness is sufficient. There is still in force in Pennsylvania an id law which prescribes that I2 witnesses shall be present, but this ex ae:.in is seldom if ever enforced. Per. haps the strangest stipulation of all is that which appears in the laws of Ten nesee, and is to the efieset that the validity of a marriage shalU be in no wise aff. eted by .he omisaion of the bapuismal name of either party in the lice ica and the use of a nickname in stest:, j.rovided the parties can beiden ;t.. i. A ny person conversant 'with the conzditions prevailing in the moun tain districts of Tennessee will appre ciate the wisdom of this unique -pro viso. Common supposition is to the effect that the fee for performing the mar risge ceremony is dependent entirely uipon the generosity of the bridegroom, aid it will, doubtless, therefore, sur pri-r many persons to learn that in severa: states.the law has a hand in the matter. In the Old Dominion, for istance, there is a statute which pro vidks that the person solemnizing a marriage Is entitled to a fee of one dollar, and that "any person exacting a greater fee shall forfeit to the party aggrieved $50." In West Virginia it is stipulated that the fee be "at least one dollar," and the Idaho law says that "the fee shall be five dollars, or any other or greater sum voluntarily given by the parties to such marriage." In 16 states of the union a wedded couple may obtain a more or less elab orate certificate of their marriaga some of Them Dave. "This article," she said, looking up from the paper, "says that physicians. almost invariably have no business ability." "So?" he replied, absent-mindedly. "That's what it says," she asserted. "They are too easy-going in a busi ness way, and really don't know how to get a proper return for their serv ices. There is no class, it says, that is so much imposed upon. .Do you think it's true?" "'Well," he replied, thoughtfully, 'some of them may lack business ability, but others have enough to make the average good. Do you re membcr that you asked Dr. Pills 'to dine with us last month?" "Yes. What of it?" "He's charged it up in his bill as a professional call."-Chicago Poet. Winter Maneuver of Russian Treoss. The Russians count upon their cli mate as one means of defense, as it was when Napoleon invaded Russia. Their troops are accordingly trained in winter maneuvers, including load ing a battery, with its war transport and maite'rial coimplete, upon sleighs, moving it for some distance over a diicult, snow-covered country and bringing it into action again.-N. 7. Sun. _________ Good Advice. The Columbia Record thinks that it Is likely that the Republicans will have a candidate in every congressiona4 district In this State this year, for the purpose of having contests before con gress, a considerable amount of money being allowed for expenses of contest ants. It Is most important.tihat every Democrat vote for congressmen, so as to give as little excuse as possible for these contests. Mr. Woods Declines. Hon. C. A. Woods, of Marion, has declined to accept the presidency of the South Carolina College recently tendered him In so flattering a man ner. This announcement will be re ceived with regret by friends of the institution throughout South Caroli na. The very ground that Mr. Woods takes for declining the offer shows that the State is a loser In falling to secure such a man as the head of one. of her most famous institutions. Anybody can kill a poor little younig partridge. Don't shoot them now, but wait until the birds are grown and theaw Isr ount, Nov. lst.