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By TORMil HTJB8T. (OvrrtCtit. 1M. by AimHou • ctaUoAj • l CHAPTER IV. OETTINO CUOSKB. Herbflrt Pnrront spoke the truth when he M^dHhat he did not belong to the sleuthhonnd typo of defective*. He wm too thoroughly American to take a morbid delight in mere man hunting, bis profotwion "notwithstanding, but he possessed sufficient sound common sense to make use of some especially acute and discerning faculties that nature had endowed him with and was gener ally admitted to be one of the very smartest young detectives that Chicago had ever been proud to possess. If there seemed absolutely no dew, the cry was, “Send Darrent,” and if Darrent gave it np it was hopeless. Al fa tiie last man in the world to ;lect dnty for pleasure, he took a delight in all sports and pastimes and could handle a baseball bat or cue and pull an oar with the best He had mentally dedded that the Very first step in this investigation must be to trace Astray Marsden, and as no farther progrep could be mado nntil h» got his reply from headquarters he de rided to take an hour's spin upon the river, an hour on that perfect stretch of fee. and then ho would be back in time to drive over and catch the express from Barnstaple to Chicago,if required them It was simply glorious to glide along at racing speed over miles of smooth black ice, but rather annoying to Dar rent. who counted himself a good skat er, to find that he CooH never overtake a man who kept steadily on some 40 yards in front of him. sometimes letting him decrease the distance that sepa rated them to only a few feet and then suddenly sweeping a quarter of a mile ahead. Darrent felt decidedly piqued as for the fourth time the stranger ■purled double his pace and easily left him behind, but st last, apparently contented with the exhibition he had given of his prowess, the man cnrvM round and came bearing down upon Mm “Bah Jovel" he ejaculated aa he manenvered to Darrent 1 s aide by a se- riea of complicated twists and cnrvsa “Bab Jove, stranger I Yon skate a bit ahr Darrent acknowledged the bruaqne compliment by a shake of the head and MlWi: "I tried tny level not get near you '* “Well. I fawncy I’m fast; spent a few yean on the other side of the big pond - “I beg your pardon T*’ “In England ” -Ohl" “And In Canada, the has such great skating; lee for months, y know “ “Oh. yea! ’ Darrent gated with at his oumpaiiion aa aide by sped along toward Noroom be. “It'a a great <> >nn try. “Yea; so 1 have always understood bom Englishmen. ” “The finest on earth, bah Jovef best but I could country that fawncy good curiosity they a pressed by I fawncy to." I am me of hit of “You aatun much tm •'Why. certainly I fawncy rather proud to he a ritiaeo of the big cities of England. Slick teeth!* ahr “Very good. The next remark from the surprised and nettled Darrent "Fawncy you're a teo from Chi- aagn. ahf On the scent; sort of blood- hound” “1 beg your pardon r “You^ieedn’t 1 saw you pottering mund The Orange this morning, ex amining footpath* and finger marks 1 fawncy I am a bit clerah—just a bit Spotted your man'yet T” "EhT" “The man who helped old Marsden to collect bis chips and hand ’em in. " “Oh. no I Not yet’’ "Now. I rather fawnried you’d lay hold of him at unoe. ” “Indeed 1“ “Touching young Marsden. eht What price thatT" “I’m afraid I don’t exactly follow you. ’’ “Not Well. 1 fawbey not I’m a bit elevah, sir, 1 am." and the Englishman lapped the aide of his nose with a long “Silat Oomell, Kir—Silas Uosnell." • forefinger "Find if young Marsden’s returned Ah, not that I’m oversorry old Marsden’s pegged it Of course 1 didn't want him murdejred, but I fawncy I might stand to be a bit better off in a wee!: or two. * * “How soY" “Really, now. don ’t yon see, he never recognized me. but I’m a cousin, sir, and 1 fawnev I’ll shake things np a bit itly There are one or two others this neighborhood, sir. and you may be sure we shall contest the will ” “That is. if it’s not satisfactory to your ideas. 1 presume T" “Precisely What’s the law, now, if that old miser. Marsden, has left all his dost to the youngster and it’a proved that the youngster murdered him? jWhat’s the iaw-T“ ^ “Don’t yon think. Mr”— * “Silas Ooenell. sir—Silas OosnedL ” “Well don’t you think. Mr. Gosaell •you make quite so much use of his i b couMctfea with ths mutef” ‘"Tfswncy tbsrperbaps >0*1* light But what’s the law anyway t” “I’m sore 1 don’t know,” Darrent responded sharply ss they mads for the tank on the Norcombe slda “All right; steady doss It Don't get warm, young man,” Mr. Gomel! ob served as he unfastened his skates. “Still, I fawncy a Scotland Yard man would know the law backward. ” “Very probably so, Mr. GosneU,” replied Darrent! “He would know it as yon say, backward.” “Are yon strolling xny way, old chapT”. A, “I think not, and yet, on second thought, I think I will ” “Right Will you have a drink T” “No, thanks.” “SureT”, “No, thanks.”' • , “I fawncy yon’re right Poison your self is no figure of speech if you drink the stuff they sell in Norcombe.” Herbert Darrent walked with his strange acquaintance through the vil lage, anxious to gain what news he could, if any, of the relatives of the late Joeiah Marsden, and before they parted at the door of the Palace hotel ho had learned that Marsden’s remain ing cousins were Andrew Marsden, a farmer, living a few miles west of Nor combe, and Arthur Ridgeway, the man ager of a theater in Barnstaple. Silas Uosnell was-a- man that Darrent felt he would very mnch like to study, but time would not permit He could only label him as a harm kiss idiot and then forgot him. although he did ask himself once or twice during the day, as the thought recurred to him, why Qosnell’s Insanity had taken shoh a pe culiar turn. • , - After bidding goodby to his compan ion Darrent walked down to the police station, bat there was no reply to his telegram, and it was not until noon next day that he received a lengthy dispatch from Chicago in answer to his own. Thanks to his promptitude of action, the authorities had experienced little difficulty in tracing Astray Marsden. He had gone by the first train from Barnstaple to Chicago, as Darrent had expected he would, had taken a cab at the station and was driven to the Royal hotel, where he was now staying under his own nama “Ham I” mattered Darrent as be read the message “Got a good alibi. I sup pose. ” lie glanced at his watch. He could drive over and catch the after-^ noon train from Barnstaple, get to Chi cago. see young Marsden and be back again the next night, and while at Barnstaple be might be aide to have a few woids with one of the other eooe- tne, Arthur ijidgewaz ' A couple of boon later Ilarrent was strolling down High street. Ilamstaple. looking for the Gaiety theaW% which after a lengthy search, he discovered In a n<>t very lively quarter at the town ami from a variegated placard on the wall gleaned the information that Mr Arthur Ridgeway waa the actor-man ager Another highly colored poster n-|vem>nting a gentleman In a deep bine truck coat and pink trunacm, with an anuccountybly amiable amil* npun his features, taring dropped into an ennr ^nons caldron uf some steaming liquid by another and kws amiable gentleman, who. iii pleasing contrast to hia nnf«r Innate victim, waa attired in a pink frock mat and bine trouser* announced to all and sundry that th««e would be played that evening and for the net of the week the stirring melodnuqa, enti tied "The Factory Man's Revenga.” In which were Introduced a r«al steam hammer weighing a hundred tons and a real caldron of real molten metal "the ns at thrilling seen*” the poster averted, “ever seen on any stage.” which Darrent was quite ready to be lieve. Making his way down a grimy court, at the entrance uf which a lamp In a w Ira cage bore the legend “Stage DtXJ», ” Darrent found n veritable picture gal lery of jHMtiTa representing tbe villain, always in the same pink coat and the same bine trousers, putting tbe gentle man whose taste in clothes was exactly rice versa through a variety of original and excruciating tortures, at which the bland gentleman continued to beam and ■mile, evidently with an Inborn knowl edge that his torn was coming In the last het^ At last Darrent reached the stage door of the Gaiety theater and. sending in his card, asked to see Mr. Ridgeway and while waiting whiled away the time by studying a pictorial represen tation of the great scene of the last ad which explained the mnch put upon gentleman’s extreme forbearance In the previous scene* Darrent’s admiration of tbe triumph of virtue over villainy was Interrupted by the return of the stage door keeper Mr. Ridgeway would see him. he was informed, and. following his guide along a tortuous labyrinth of stairs and passages, he at lust found himself upon the stage of the Gaiety theater, where the flaring “T” piece only served to render the gloom of auditorium visible. A good tempered looking man nodded to him as he appeared and. begging to be excused for a moment, am tinned the task upon which he was engaged of holding the hundred ton hammer erect while a man went over it with a paint- brash. “Glad to see you. Sit down, sir,” he shouted as Darrent appeared “Not in a hurry for a minute? Thanks. Aw fully busy. Give you ten minutee In ten minute* Suit youT Right; they’re yours. Now, give me your opinion, stranger.” be rattled on. "Does that steam hammer look like tbe real thing; or doee it nctT Hal You’re laughing. Never mind You haven’t got the right light on it Come tonight and see it, and you’d swear it was the genuine ar ticle. One hundred ton* Daylight does not suit any of us Now, look at me. What do I look—fid «fa! See me to night Pm tbe hen, fid and lovely os the rising sun. Look at the heroine Ahl She’s a pretty girl anyway, isn’t sheT But she’ll look a goddess, fi feet goddess of II, tonight “Now, Arthur, do«rt riea, ” a very pretty girl the manager exclaimed fast bond over his month. toinwg nmaenat *‘ abe aa explanatory way, to Herbert Dar- wif* Sir,” Ridgeway oori^aod, the hundred too hsVnmer. which teoended with s dead wooden tfcgd^and. ^uttiniJils arm round the gin. ••one m me inf, mis or «ne vary bast, and the prettiest little heroine on the stage. ” Darrent shook hands with the lady and paid her an easy little compUment that raised her color and caused her, husband to beam upon them both. “Look' at that, alv—look at itt” he exclaimed delightedly, “There’s a love ly little innocent blush fbr yon I And yet you'll find people who say a woman forgets how to 'finSh dirtctly she goes on the stage. Hang it, Mr, they ought to be horsewhipped, and I’d like to have the doing of itt Now, excuse me just one minute more—must go through a little soene—and then I’m your* By the way, “he con tinned anxiously, “you don’t want to go on the stage, do yorfT Don’t say yon do; shouldn't like to re fuse you. I like the look of yon, but I’m fall—full” Darrent shook his head laughingly, and the manager, mnch relieved, bos-, tied acroee the stage and rushed into re hearsal of the little scene “A good hearted fellow,” was tbe way Herbert Darrent summed up the second relation of Joeiah Marsden and fell into a reverie about the first rela tion he had met and why nature had aver found it worth her while to create such a colossal idiot Or—the idea al ways came to him—was tbe man as big a fool as he pretended to be or some thing more of a roguet His ruminations were interrupted and he was brought back to the world again by finding Mr. Ridgeway standing be fore him, wildly brushing hia hand through his hair and looking the very picture of farcical despair. “Behold her. behold her!’’ the matf ager excitedly shouted. 'waving t ais hand toward his wife “What does she look like t” Darrent thought to himself that she looked like what she waa a very bright ydung girl but he was not even given - time to express his opinion “Does she look broken hearted and starving t Not a bit, not a bit like it ’I’ve gone through this scene dozens of time* and she won’t look miserable. I don’t believe she can. bless bar heart I* “Go on. go on. Enter James Hardy He’s the villain of the piece, ” he ex plained to Darrent “Squire Hardy, In love with the village maiden; good old crusted melodrama. But won’t It got Won’t the public hoot himT Ahl” and the energetic manager rushed across the stage again, “it won’t do, I tall yon You say 'You’re in my power I’ as if yon were askfhg tbe time the next train started for Chicago. Put life Into it Now, then, my dear, shrink from him. I know he’s not a bad tel low actoally, but that’s not his char acter in tbe play. That’s better. No; wait a minute 'You're in my power' —yea that's all right Shrink and then do a little shriek. Now go back. 'If 1 could see him once mar* I could die coo tent' That's right Enter Hardy*: co* ’In my power’—good. Bhria am lost I Who will save met' Ah. very good! I enter, struggle. Yea that’s all right Now, do it like that tonight. Tbe little scene was evidently settled to Mr Ridgeway's satisfaction, and he walked over to Herbert Darrent "Now, sir. 1 am yoors to command. ” Tbe detective, ever a quick judge of character, had long since arrived at the cone 1 onion that the best way to Beal with Mr Ridgeway was to ootne to the C lot at ono* and. haring taken a that gentleman's room a glass of wine that BILL ARP FBBL8 THANKFUL- HAPPINI Ilf ALL OUR BOMBS and accepted preen'd upon him. he placed his hand in his pocket and. taking out the spring knife, laid l\ upon tbe table “I am not going to attempt to deosiyy you. Mr. Ridgeway. ” he exclaimed “I tell yon frankly I am a detective In quiring into (be murder of your cousin. Joeiah Marsden. ” » The manager, with his eyes riveted upon the knife nodded his head, but ■aid nothing. “When did yon see Joslah Marsden lastf “Two years age when be foreclosed on his mortgage on this theater and turned me Into the streets almost ruined 1 was the proprietor then. Now I’m only the manager. ” Ridgeway re plied with suppressed passion In his voice “Never seen him since then and always prayad I never would—In case at accident* ” “Ahl Have yon ever seen that knife before T” Ridgeway caught hia breath. “Marsdun was murdered with that knife. Do you remember ever seeing It before f” "Neves, ” the manager replied, tarp- tng bis gaae from the Knife to hie own boots and nervously fingering the stem of his wineglass “Never. That I am absolutely certain of. ” “A good hearted fellow,” waa Dar rent's mental note as be observed the obvious embarrassment of the man. “He's not need to telling lie* but it'a no nee” “Seen Astray Marsden lately f” he Interjected. “No.” ’ C “He’s abroad, la he nott” “Bo thqy aay.” “Ahl’' “Good heaven* air I” exclaimed Ar thur Ridgeway, jumping to his feet “Yon don’t* mean to say you suspect him! It’a impossible. He wouldn’t do it, I'd stake my right hand on -it. He’s a trump, as white a man as was ever made.” “And so Is hia friend, Arthur Ridge way, ” Darrent interposed, slapping him on the back. “There, don’t disturb yourself. If he'e innocent, he’ll be able to prove it right enough. ” And, wring ing the man’s hand, Herbert Darrent strolled out of tbe theater and toward the railway^ station. “Arthur Ridgeway recognizee the knife and knows that Astray Marsden baa returned,” he muse* “Very well; things are getting closer. Now to see whether young Marsden is worthy of thin man's good opinion or is one of the biggest scoundrels breathing. ” l ^ ixo n-OOSXDRXBkl —‘‘We do not claim," says tbe Port- lanl, Me., Advertiser, “ to be the big gest printers aad publishers in the world, but we do claim to have the biggest 'devil' In this oouqtry In our office. Hcl Is Robert BtftSchard,'* of Hinsdale, N. H., aad wfien he is in good trim weighs 406 pounds, but hn is * little thin this summer and now weighs 362 pounds. He Is only 18 years old, and holds tbe medal for champion heavy weight bicyclist, hay ing gained ooasldarable notoriety in He la Glad Wa Hay# Good Things to Bn joy In This World—Bean tj in Autumn Leave* • "How small the part of what wa all an- dure la that which kings or laws can cause or cur*” We make much ado over the money question, the tariff, the trusts, the com bination of capital against labor and the greed and corruption of politicians, but after all our felicity depends upon ourselves and what we choose to make of our domestic life. Compared with happiness at home all other joys lappiness are trifles, transitory pleasures ihat come and go and leave us at last to take refuge In the domestic circle. A hundred years ago the poet wrote : “ If solid happiness we priie Within our breast this jewel lies, From our own selves our joys must come And that endearing place—our home.” How sadly sweet Is the dream of home to the boys who have exiled themselves to a foreign land—to the daughters who have followed their husbacds far away—to the soldiers who lie In the trenches in the distant islands of the sea, and to the wretched convicts who toll in the mines for life or for a term of miserable years. I was ruminating about how much we complaining mortals have to be thankful for In this goodly land. It is well for us all to sometimes take an in voice of what we have got that neither kings sor laws can take from us. The masses of our people have homes— humble homes, comfortable homes where, as William Pitt said, “The poorest man may 1)14 defiance to the crown, ^t may be frail, Its roof may shake, the wind may blow through It and the rain leak in, but the king of England cannot eater, nor bis forces dare to cross its threshold.” The msstesof our people have good health, whtenus tbe chlefeal of all tbe poor man's blessing* Is this goodly South ern land we have pure air, good water,!;"'i;' ^‘n^T '.tealIng a temperate climate and a soil that re- w-.n.h «„,! sponds easily and surely Vo the la borer’s toll. Adam Smith said In his great work on the wealth* uf nations that a kind Providence had so ordained that the average labor uf one man would support eight persons and give them all of the necessaries, many of the comforts and some of the luxuries ol life. How nicely thU fits tbe aver age family—a man and his wife and six children. If there are mure chil dren the older ones are able to help, and ns the tnnn grows old and feeble the younger children hnve grown up to take his place. Of course, there are exceptions, for the wile mny be nn invalid or the children nil girls or the term hone get sick and die, or the bogs take cholera or the house burn up, but most all of our Ills are the re sult of indolence, Imprudence or crimi nal conduct. If we violnte n law of suture we are sure to suffer for it. If we spend more then we mnse nod gel in debt we chain ourselves to a hard master, for, as fioiumun said, " the borrower is a servant of the lender.” Frugal habits and contentment nt home ore cardinal virtues that ensure Lnppmess. Then there ore tbe pi .tires that affect the heart and the emotions, the joys of loving nnd being loved, tne innocent sports of children or grandchildren, as thev play arouuu us; the sweet cha-m of mude. eve- though It be a mother's song as Si.* soothes bar child to sleep. Fiom my window 1 see beautiful Hover* looking up to heaven or bending gracefully to tne God who made them. - Flowers ibat weep withmit woe, And blush without a crime. And tbo vines on the trellis are fad ing into bwauty and tbe forest trees *re taking on their variegated colors. What is lovelier than tbe autumn robes of tbe chesnut and maple and sweelgum and the intermingled green of the piaeay Why not cultivate a taste for all these outside ornaments of nature, for they are not only beautiful, but the iui,ti 11. pialiun of th«.mis re fining. A beautiful Huwer is a mira cle ; no buman band could faebiuu it and " Solomon In ail his Ktorv was not clothed like one of these. ' The bless lags o', calure are gratuities. They cost nothing—tbe trees, the fl iwers, the grass, tbe sunshine aad tuo rain the songs of birds and the reverential sound of distant thunder that comes, as tbe poet says, from beaven’i own organ. And so the invoice might go on. Of course, a good citizen will take an In lerest in the laws that govern him, but he should not forget tbe blessings that laws cannoTtSke away, nor should he fret himself because ot evildoers A much traveled friendj^pn his return from Europe told me that as.he jour neyed through Germany he saw many and many a woman yoked beside a cow or a steer pulling a plow through tbe tough soli, and huedreds of women going to market half bent under the burden of wicker baskets piled up with small wood or vegetables. Tbe white man’s burden fs nothing com pared with the white woman’s burden among the pe^stnlry of that country. Every young man owes military service to iho government and is obliged to go when his time comes, but here every man is a king or a sovereign and can go or not, as he pleases. The truth is that our common people are the most independent common people In the world ahd ought to be grateful to God that tbe lines have fallen to them Id such pleasant places. Why be envious of tbe rich, tbe millionaires who have more care and anxiety than we have ; whose children grow up in peril, whose days are consumed in plans to Increase tbeir riches, whose nights are restless with dreams of gold, and whoso health and appetite require constant nursing. The law of compensation is as fixud as fate and it is entirely- possible In this land of liberty fqr a poor man to be as happy as a rich one. But we must all work and be diligent in busi ness. It is every man’s duty to better his condition, if he can. He must make his home comfortable and at tractive. His wife and daughters are compelled to live there and they like comforts and ornaments. It is tbe nature of woman. The roof should not leak nor the wind blow in at a broken window pane. The doors should shut easily and the front gate Lang well on its hinges. If you can’t buy a carpet 1 , you can make one of bagging that, will bfc r comfort Th ftiWr. Beg'a few rose bushes and vines from your neigh bors and plant them. Bring same goldenrod from the fields and place it somewhere to look at. Keep a good, clean dog, but don’t let him He by the fire. If you can’t hire a servant, then do you or the boys make the fires and milk the cows. Woman has enough to do in nursing the little children and making their clothes and caring fdr them *11 the day and sometimes half the eight.' My contempt for a man who does not help his wife has no bounds. The oatech Ism asks what is the chl*f __ “To glori *« -ri of man. Aad the anewer >, Ify God aad enjoy him for* ever.” That la good theory, but the fact is that a man’s ohlsf business is to raise children aad to enjoy them. The world la working for children and our greatest pleaauia aad oar greatest grief cornea from them. What doee politics or fame or money weigh com pared with the death or the dlshoner of a child. How doee the great world shrink when affliction invades the family circle. The welfare of our children is the all-nbeorblng business of our life. The desire to see them well nnd happy in childhood and later on to be well mated and married and prospering In business and ornaments to the church and the community is the ideal hope of parents. “To glorify God nnd enjoy him forever ” is in a measure postponed fpr another world. We must trust the Lord and pray to Him, but our most constant devotion and anxiety is for our children. But why this moralizing? The poets have long since sung tbe sweet song of filial and paternal love. Even David sang of the rich reward to the righteous man when his children grew up like olive plants around his table. Our little orphan girl came home yesterday as proud as her Uncle Tom will be when he receives his thousand- dollar sword, for she is on the second honor roll at school and her picture will get ja<o the papers some of these days. Another grandchild got the second honor in another grade and the parents and we grandparents are i proud as tbe children. We had no marks or honors wheofave went to school, except to got beau in the Fri day eveaing spelling class, when the whole school stood up In a semi-circle and contended for the highest place. My sweet-heart generally held the fort and if I could climb to her side and hold her hand In mine it was enough for me. But, ah ! the oeauti ful books tbe children have now and tbe beautiful pictures. How we would have wondered and admired if we bad had a small portion of them. Tbe old blueback spelling book had five, I think, and I see tbe rude boy up In tbe And we bad an English reader and I re member the picture of tbe two farmers quarreling over a cow. One bad her oy tbe horns and the other by the tail and they were both pulling with all tbeir might, while a lawyer was sitting on a stool milking her. How does that fit lawyers and a law case now v We had a grammer and an arithmetic and I notice that three times three still make nine and the multiplication table is tbe same, but I don’t see the rule of three nor " tare and tret,” that we used to whisper wms enough to make the devil sweat. Our geography wa« a book and an atlas separate, but there were to pictures. But there is more in the boy or tbe girl than In the books, and either can got an education if they try to. Too beet part of our education comes after we quit ecbooi and settle down to the bus'nees of life It oomee^from .-ending good books— history, biography, inagaz no ami newspapers. In our young days we did not read trash, for we did not have It. but aow the young ixiup-e read any thing and everything, if evil com munications cortupl good manners, aa St. 1’aul sa d, then a person's character Isaffejtei by the books be readx.v ‘ le ading ail sorts of novels is as mucb a dissipation as gambling •nd 1 wish there was a commission in every State to decide what books were brsl for minors to read. There Isa smart servant girl in my family and tbs la reading ’Trilby” on tbe sly— negroes will do evesy> devilish thing they see tbe white folks do. 1 rucSut that is the monkey that lain th. m. Bill Am- Lieut. Win ship's Brave Act.— Emory Wlnsttic, assistant engineer in tbe-navy, held aa- untire regiment ot Filipinos at bay while 126 of ms com rades escaped to tbeir boats. While a party from the Bennington were ms* mg a reconnoissance at Malabon, Win ship was sent ashore In charge of the steam cutter conveying three open boat loau* uf men. The.landing party went lost.ore too far without sending out scouts and was surprised fcy aa overpowlng force of natives, who pur sued them fiercely. The Americans re treated toward tbe shure, hotly pur sued. Winsbip was alone In the launch, ami at ..ono i realising tbe desperate situation, heunllmbered the revolving cannon of the launch and opened a steady fire upon the enemy. He was, of course, the mark of tbe-whole bat talion, but be kept his place ucfllnch- ingly, his finga* on the trigger, and poured a deadly fire upon the Filipinos until they jurped and flsd,.leaving thirty dead~'on' the shore. Then tbe brave young officer fell back with five bnliets In bis body. Commodore Taus sig says that but for Winsbip none of the party would have escaped. The gallant young man who did this Is a native of Georgia and graduated th(oe years ago from the naval aca demy. CRUEUriBB OF WAR. The Moanment to Mosby’s Men a Memorial of Yankee Brntatlty. The Washington correspondent of the New Yprk Evening Post says that the recent dedication of a shaft at Front Royal in the Shenandoah Valley, seven of Mosbv’s men who were ex- uted by the Federal authorities dur ing the civil war’has, in ar way, a bearing npon the much disputed ques tion whether or not our soldiers have been committing atrocities in the Philippines. Several weeks ago a member bf the cabinet, tailing with your correspondent concerning the re- ports which were then coming from the Philippines in the shape of soldiers’ letters gave his opinion that the ex planation was found in the fact that all war is full of brutelity and ruffianism. He thought it very probable that the American soldiers' in* the Philippines had on occasions treated with cruelty and revengefulness more or less in nocent persons. He called attention to the fact that Southern communities are to this day full of accounts of the same sort of conduct on the part of in vading armies from the North that is now charged against our soldiers in the Philippines. The. extent to which this feeling continues in the_ South is a surprise to every Northern traveler in that section. Local newspapers to this day rehash stories of cruelty, brutality and wantonness on the part ol Northern invaders, showing that such recollections are still vivid. A man who could clip all such references from Southern newspapers, especially those printed in the smaller oities, would be surprised at the mass of al- legatiofas which would come to him In a month’s time. ^ The rearing of this shaft at Front Royal is a concrete example of this general feeling throughout the South. The inscription on Its face asserts that these seven men were executed while prisoners of war, which Is a plain vlo lation of all the laws of war. It is as if the inscription should read : “Erect ed to commemorate the cruelty of the Northern invaders of the war of 1861- 65." Of course, the reasons which the Federal authorities had for taking sharp measures with Mosby’s raider* seemed at tbe time valid. It was a part of war. These reasons will in time be forgotten, while the cruelty of the thing Itself will be perpetuated in en during granite. Tbe mooiMnent is thirty-five feet la height, resting on a pedestal five feet tquare, and located on the brow of a hill overlooking tbe Town, and at tbe bead of a flight of terraced stone steps. Tbe people of Front Royal will prob ably look upon it much as tbe statue of Nathan Hale is vlowed in New York city, with the exception that Hals'* execution was strictly in accord with the lews of war, while the southern people alweys maintain that this was not. It seems that on the 23rJ of Septem ber, 1864, the company of Mosby's com mand to which these men belonged at tacked a wagon Ira n just srulh of Front Royal. Thi j were surprised to find that they nad -noouotereu e large Federal force, a perl of Custer's brl gads. la tt> sharp fight tnal followed these sev«-u men were captured, it bad been charged that Mueby's men had fired on Union ambulances, aid had otherwise conducted themselves with oir regard to tbe proprieties of war, and hence the severity of their punish /neat. Three of these seven p>*-n -rere m| < i near where they were ceotured, two were hanged on a walnut tree north of Front Royal ; the r'xUI— Rhodes, a 17-year-ofd boy—***, ac cording to the Southern nsrraiive, dragged through the streets by two cavalrvmen before bis mother, who begged piteously for hie life, aad then he was shot. The seventh man * hanged about six miles away. In re taliation Mosby ordered to be shot an equal number of Custer's men whom he had *aken prisoners. The message that the Robert E. Lee camp of Confederate veterans at Rich mond te! eg raped Mo the exercises is significant, Ihirtv-five years after the cloae of the war. It waa this; “R. E. Lee camp sends greetings, and heartily commends the honor yo»-do this day to your brave comrades, martyrs to tbe cause of constitutional liberty.” —A special dispatch to tbe Atlanta Journal says that Washington County, Ga., has tbe ebamoion cotton picker in tbe Bouth. His name is Mr. John Doolittle, who, however, did a great deal when' he picked.487 pounus of ueed cotton. He did this last week at the place of Mr. J. F. Webster, near Tabernacle, six miles west of Tennllle. For several years past he has under taken tbe task of beating the record of John Simmons, of Washington County, Mississippi. This man beld the re cord of 460 pounds in a day. it is a pe culiar coincidence that both of the champion pickers should bail from counties by the same name in different States. Mr. Doolittle ispioudofthe record be has made, and be has every right to be. —The attendance at the University of Virginia this session promises to break all records aloe* the war. Al ready ove r 600 young men have matri culated at t)be University, and, taking previous tfeseloas as a criterion, this number will be increased to at least 700in a few w«eks. Never In the his tory of the University has tbe standard been higher or the faculty been larger or more competent for the discharge of the important duties assigned to them. --Lansing, Mich., has the widest driveway bridge in tbe United States, if not in the world. Tbe bridge crosses Grand river in Michigan avenue, two squares from the front entrance to tho State bouse. It is of the truss pattern and is 115 feet wide in the clear—the full wid«h of the avenue. Oa either side is a walk sixteen feet wide, leav ing a' roadway eighty-three feet in width. —Governor Johnston, of Alabatba, taa just granted a unique pardon to John Boston, a negro, uf Rnsseil County. Boston was serving a term for stealing chickens, and the Gover nor g mated him-a pardon upon condi tion that for twelve ninths he should not buy, steal ot eat koother chicken or aay portion thereof. —Opinion among leading men in Washington is decidedly against the United States offering mediation be tween Great Britain and the South African republic. Tbe Transvaal has no foreign relations except through Great Britain and technically any of fer from the United States to mediate might be regarded as interference in the internal affairs of British empire, in much the same way aa the offer from a European power to mediate be tween the United States and Agulnaldo might'be considered an interference in the Internal affairs in tbe United States. DrPiepces DICAL Dfscdvifir 1 A DEATH BLOW TO THOSE AILMENTS OF YOUR BODY WHICH “SNEAK IN” ON ^ "YOU AND POISON YOUR SYSTEM. IT PURIFIES YOUR BLOOD. The Paoaoas Milt Ballder of Piedmont—His Early Lift la moat and Canada—A Volunteer la the, lou federate flervtqk*^ . The Spartaeburg correspondent of j the Newt %pd Courier gives toe follow- f iag sketch of the late D. E. Convene, of that city: . • - l Dexter Edgar Convene was born in Stanton, Vermont, 1828. His an cestor came over from England .with Governor Wihthrop in 1630. Hia fath er died when he was only 3 jeers old, aad he wea brought up by an uncle over on the Canada side. In his boy hood he Iras taught the very impor tant leeeon of self-reliance and think ing while he waa at work,.^Hecarried the habit of thought and action through hia whole life. — He first entered a woollen mill with hia ancle, nnd after working thare some time he accepted n'positlon In a cotton mill nt Cohoes, ,New York, which he held five years. In 1855 he came Southward Id search of a place where he might find work. That was before the days of railroads in the Piedmont. He atopned in Lin coln County, N. 0., and made some in vestigations of a little yarn mill or two in that section. He then dhme to this county and applied to John Bomar, who was prin cipal owner of a -little mill at Bivings- vllle, now Glendale, for work. Mr. Bomar had no special job for sxtran- ger, but Mr. Converse, in going through the mill seemed to know so much about the machinery that Mr. Bomar con ceded that he wonld give him a place In the mill. Mr. Convene proved so efficient that It was soon seen that he waa n most valuable acquisition. The mill was thew perhaps the largeet in tne up-country. It was In an old weather board building and had only 1,300 spindles and 20 looms. Bsfore 1860 Mr. Converse owned, some stock In the mill and was the general manager. His brother-in law, A. H. Twichell, had come tc the mill meantime. When the war came both these young men entered the Confederate service as pri vates and served in Company 0, 13th S. C. V. They had made up their mieds that the South was tbeir adopted home and they would fight for it. After remaining In service several months Mr. Bomar, feeling that he could not run the mill without the aid of these experts, applied to the Gov ernment and had them released from service in order that they might do more good fo" the Confederacy at horns than they could do in the field. Thus tbe old Bivlngsvills factory during the four years of war supplied hundreds and thousand* of famlliee with yarn to make cloth for people at home and la tbe field. After the war was over the D. E. Converse Company was formed and a new brick building took the place of the whoden one, and Improved machi nery look the place of the old, aad tbu* tbs first well equipped cotton mill of tbe up-country was built. From that event dates all tbe fins mills of tbe Piedmont, aad it waa la a great measure owing to the suejees of Mr. Converse mat mill building Increased so rapidly in tbs State. About 1880 Mr. Converse* formed a company, bought lbs old Burrloaa* Sboaiv, or Rolling Mill property, oa Paoolet, ana built Clifton Mill No J. Then 2 followed, and No 3 Was finished about two years ago. Mr. Converse was presideal of all these mill* They navn an agg regate of 3,168 looms aad 118,(172 spindles. He Is also interested la other mills, and a stockholder aad dlrecw r uf toe three tanks at this place When a female school was talked of several year* ago Mr. Converse was interested and waa a large stockholder la tbs first orgaaltaitoc. Since that he has given large sums to Converse College, and took groat pleasure la the success of the institution. With out his aid it would nut be tbe impor tant factor In the education of girls that it Is to-day. Us married Miss Twichell, a sister of A. H. Twichell, treasurer of these cotton mills. She with one daughter, MUs Marie (^onverse, survive him. Mr. Convene was a member of the Presbyterian Church and a liberal sup porter of.lt. He was gentle in manners, kind In all bis relations with the peo ple about tbe mill* helpful towards tbs needy at all times. He was never prone to speak of tbe evil in ethers, but could generally see some good In all. As a neighbor and frlsnddm will be great! j missed in this community, if he had never built a mill, but bad gone into any other businees, he would have been a quiet, honored leader of the community. The people of tbe Piedmont are unanimous In honoring and respecting him Jor tbe work he has done, and for the genuine manhood that was in him. —A correspondent of the New York Evening Post at Manila says that the street cars of that far Eastera city are already ornamented with whiskey ad vertisements. and adds : “Surely we shall yet civilize these people. 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