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The kinc a ..mom A NOVEL O? AMERICAN LIFI rrrvr - * CV MAURICE ** Copyright, it ?nd ISSZ - . .. CHAPTER X. CONTINUED. Yasseur, trembling and apparently almost exhausted, when the halter traps were removed, stood there looking abont him like a worried and sorely wounded wild animal; his eyes shot out a strange gazo of mingled fear and. and fury; his teeth chattered. "Go, now, you thief," said Rameau; " aud if ever again I hud you prowling in this part of the country, I'll have you hanged to the first limb that's strong enough to bear you 1 /1A ? ?? ViV . Like a race-horse promptly starting at the word, Yasseur bolted away, running nimbly, but with a certain feeble swaying of bis body, and was quickly lost sight of in the gloomy thickets of undergrowth near by. A grim half-smile showed itself in Ttameau's face; it appeared to make the slender white scar across his cheek aud ear flicker balefully. 44 Hide on," he said to his iaen; 44take the saddle and bridle. Leave the horse; it is not worth being troubled with. I'll join you at ' Dick's." The order was promptly obeyed,and, ft few moments later, Burns and Kamean were left together in the silence and the gloom of the moss-hung woods. Half gay, half melancholy was the natch of song borne back to their ears?a bit of sentimental rhyme that one of the nntlaws, in a flue tenor voice, trolled as he rode: '4 Her lover was false and cold was h!s heurt, Aud she died by his crusl hand; -Aud tlio lover off to tbe wars did go, To flgiit In a foreign laud.'" Burns was still standing beside bis horse, and, bait leaniug on the saddle, kept bis deep-set eyes tired so that they seemed to burn right into those of Pierre Rameau. When the men were quite ont of eight and bearing Rameau said : "Old man, what do you want ? " 44 Yon know what I want, Kirk MacCollough. Where is my child?where is Margaret ?" "What do I know about your child? Who are you, to put such a question to me?" "You have not forgotten me. It is useless for you to dissimulate. I am here Kirk MacColJough, humbly begging to see Margaret once more before I am dead. Yen are a bad man, bat you cannot refuse me this." "You are evidently laboriug under some strange mistake, sir. My name is not MacCollongh. I don't know anything about your child." "Don't lie to me, Kirk MacCollough! It can do you no good?serve jou no turn whatever. I know yon. You know me. I have followed you Y step by 6tep, from place to place, from ' -country to country. You could not And cannot escape me. Y/here is Mivonrpt?" This was said in a loader voice and with an intonation that in some way -suggested the implacable spirit oi righteous fate. It did not, however, produce the slightest visible effect on Kameao. His face was absolutely in different in its expression. He regarded the tall, emaciated old man before him as a satisfied beast of prey might have eyed with soulless and -careless eyes an undesirable victim. "It you, like the little scoundrel whom you have seen me punish in a light way, are also dogging my steps " He broke off, hesitated and seemed to be reflecting with his eyes cast down. Presently, he said: "Yon must be crazy, stranger. An -old man like you ought not to be risking himself in this wild place." Barns lifted one hand, as if in prayer, and a strange, hungry, longing expression passed his face. For some moments he was silent, his lips moving, his eyes upturned. When again he spoke, he seemed to have better control of himself. "Kirk," he said, very gently, "yon well know that I would not harm a hair of your head it I could, and, moreover, you can see how utterly powerless I am." "Don't call me 'Kirk' or any other of your fanciful names!" exclaimed Rameau, his voice for the first time Tinging impatiently. "I am Pierre Bameau?you may have heard of him ?and I do not deal gently with those who set themselves like hounds to follow on my track! Do you hear?" The old man drew in a deep, long "breath, and held it as one does who is helpless and hopeless at a moment when some mighty desire fills the whole of life. He made a gesture that signified both pity and utter dis xress. "I will address you with auy name .you like/' he presently said; "but a name is nothing. You cannot turn me back or nut mo off by thisuretense of not knowlug who I am. I am Mar Burns; I have never had auy cause to be ashamed of my name; 1 want to see my child, my Margaret, your wife. "Where is she, Kirk?where is she, Pierre Raraeau?" "Haven't I said that I don't know you, never knew you, never saw you before, don't know anything whatever about you or your daughter? Old man, you had better go home aud be taken care of; this is no place foryou. Come, mount your horse and be off with yon, I've no further time to waste here." V ; ofC. zY ISLAND 5 DURING THE WAR C7 1312. THOMPSON. L-r r.ctcrt ZcDStr'a Sena. Enrus realized wllh terrible (lis* i tinctness that now and forever his last hope was being ground in the dust under this man's heel. There was no relief, no appeal, no glimmer of auy ray even of chauce; all was lost, gone. He appeared to shrink and collapse under the presence of the revelation. Kameau saw this effect as he sat gazing somewhat aslant with a steady, unchanging expression of coti?^euauce. "Come, come!'* he repeated. "Mount, your hors.s and be eff! And let me advise you that you will fare badly if yon are over fouud here or or auy where near here again." Slowly the old man sank upou liin knees and covered his face with his hands. His horse turned and touched him with its nose. 1110 suenco 01 the great, dark wilderness seemed to center in the spot and add an awful eolemnity to Burns's voice as he began to pray. Uplifting his kand9 and turning his pallid yet bronzed face toward heaven, he wailed aloud: "O my God, hast Thou forsaken rae? This, O Heavenly Master, is my hour of extremity!" Thus far he proceeded in a passionate strain; then, checking himself, he closed his lips and prayed inwardly, until he was gruffly interrupted by Raraeau, who exclaimed: "Here, stop that tomfoolery! I have said for you to mount your horse and move off, and now I mean for you to do itl Get up from there, instantly!" Something infinitely brutal and relentless in the outlaw's voice closed the gate of prayer with a slam so to speak, and caused Burns to start and rise, almost with a spring, to bis feet. Instautly the manner of both men changed. "You old fool," said Rameau, "do you hope to deceive me? I see throngh your game; but I am not so easily taken in. Very small will be the reward that yoja will ever get for capturing me." "'Reward'?'Reward,'" Burns repeated, "I suppose that I never have deserved anything better than this." "Yon and that Yasseur are chums, I imagine. Great detectives and sleuths of the law, are you two fellows! Set out to capture Pierre Eameau, eh? Ah, your little plau is all plain enough to me now>" He had drawn one of his heavy hoistor pistole and now cocked it with a slow, deliberate motion, his eyes seeming to lengthen and narrow themselves like those of a cat. "You choose to play apart, Kirk MacCullough," the old lhan said; "you choose to deny everything, to spurn your own name, to treat me as a stranger, to refuse me the one last hope of my ruined life; bat I tell you now that you shall not escape me. His eyes were burning and his voice was deep and strong, with a decided Scotch accent. His long white hair and matted beard shook with the vehement force of his speech. He had Rtraightened himself up so that his tall frame was firmly erect and ouo 1 1? ? '1 ?rtniwnvinff V*irrV? olinro DOUJ 11BUU ? UO I^UMOlUg UIQU NVW . V his bead. "You shall uot escape me," ho repeated, with awful emphasis, "eveu though you riddle my "body with your bullets! I will never die?I cauuot die until " "You are going to die right now," said Rameau, interrupting him. "Old man, I leave no person alive who says what you have said. You have spoken your own death-warrant. Iam your executioner." "Kirk MacCullough, you cannot kill me?you cannot, t* Death is not for me so long as you live! I am in God's hands; He will not wholly desert me, now that He has at last led me to you." "Oh, you think that, do you? And you [consider yourself bullet -proof, eh? Well, the test is quite easy." He raised his pistol; but instantly lowered it, as a fiendish light leaped into his strangely handsome face. "Let me tell you before you die that you have no child. Margaret is dead. You are her murderer, not I, though I killed her. If you had not interfered with our love 1 should have been a happy husband and Margaret my happy wife in old Scotland to-day. You chose to treat me like a dog. I took the girl and did my best for her. rvrnved untrue to me in Spain. and I killed her. Now I am going to kill you. Nothing can save you. I'm glad that you came here; it makes my revenge so easy." Burns stood as if petriSod at the outlaw's words. His hand lifted and fell by his side, his features took on a stony expression. Pierre Batueau spoke without any special emphasis; but his words came forth from his lips like bullets from a a gun. The desperation of a sudden mood induced by the memories arising ia his mind was not the frenzy of au ordinary man. Indeed, he was not an ordinary inan. The history of his deeds makes him an unparalleled character. With him anger was no more than mirth; be seemed to be passionless in the ordinary'sense of the word. Any mood was to him a mere phase of conscienceless existence at the core of which bnrned a i steady, intense selfishness. / "You wish to find Margaret, doyouf You shall find her if there is anything, in your tomfoolery, where you both belong. You forced her to desperation; you made r.u outlaw of me. ] am going to make a dead man of you." By noun such reasoning as Ibi? does the desperate criminal almost always seek to justify hi3 attitude. Barely, indeed, do wa find a man, whose deeds have made him the horror of mankind, whoso name is sufficient to send a shudder through the world, whose whole record is black with outrages against the most sacred rights of others?rarely do we find such a mau putting upon himself the blame of bis conditiou and attitude. Somebody, be fancies, or pretends to fancy, bas driven him from the path of honesty and honor. As Burns stood there facing the worker of all his misery, he presented the other side of the inscription ol life. His had been a career of right* loins. From his youth to old age lie hail thoughs littlo of himself; his duel happiness had been derived from doing Rood to others and from performing the duties of his holy caliing. I ;ke most Scotch Presbyterians, he had placed his faith in God wiiii a seriousness and a literalness that brushed aside doubt as the dust of death. Now. as in this supremo moment, bis thoughts rau back over the the past, lighting up the strauge route of toil, auxiety, distress, delay and defeat by which ho had at last come into the presence of Kirk MacCollough; it seemed to him the very despair of ali despairs that this man should be able to sit there, proud,vigorous, painless, ?a superb specimeu of the auimal man?and from his silver-monnted saddle, as from a king's throne, fling the flat of a merciless fate into his face. For the first time since his youthful days a sudden whirl of passion possessed him. His frame distended itself, his eyes shot out a wild light, a foam spraug to his Hps aud I flew oat in a fine, white spray as he exclaimed: "Imp of Satan! Liar of Liars! Do your worst! If my God has indeed forsaken me, my manhood has not! I am not afraid to die! Shoot, yon poor, pitiful lying coward, shoot!" He tore open his coat and bared his shaggy, emaciated breast as be spoke. The attitude, the look, the whole presence of the man dashed out a spirit which, on the stage, is melodrama, bnt which in real life is desperate heroism. He was expanded and rigid with uncontrollable, ecstatic desperation. His chin was thrust far out, his hands were clenched, his arms stood akimbo. But for the awful stress and sincerity of his mood the whole thing must have been ludicrous. As it was, however, the magic circle of^he heroic, the extraordinary, the picturesque was drawn around it, and it was set apart for ? * 1 % ?rtinta r\t Kn. ever as oue ui luv iuui piu<o u> i>?man passion wherein self-forgetfuluess and courage merge into absolnta fearlessness. Pierre Rameau looked on without any change of expression; but he cjuld not fail to recognize an 1, in his own way, houor the old man's spirit. T ?9 cool, alert, thoughtful outlaw felt, however, that this very courage made Burns a most dangerous enemy to be running at large. What might not such a spirit, goaded to desperation, find it possible to accomplish? Self-preservation demanded the death of thi9 man, and with Pierre Rameau there was no such thing as hesitancy or faltering. He raised his pistol, took deliberate aim and sent an ounce leaden ball straight for the heart of Max Burns. The old man flung up his arms and fell without a groau. When the loud report of the weapon had ceased to clatter its echoes in the hollows of the wood, Rameau gave the crumpled body of his poor old viotim a steady, searching look till it ceased to quiver, tfien rode away in the direction taken by his men, leaving Barnn's horse standing stockstill, with its nose against its master's shoulder. A dark cloud had crept up the west meantime, and now a dull roar, heavy and ominous, jarred the air. Lightning twinkled acre" the chasms between great, tumbled masses of vapor. When Raraeau saw the approaching storm a change came over his face. A close observer could have discovered that this strong, crime-hardened heart was afraid of the spirit that rode the hurricane. He urged his horse to a swift gallop along the trail, reloading his pistol as he went. It was quite out of the question for him to reach any house before the coming on of the wind and rain which he well knew the cloud was bringing; but he recollected that there was a low, cane-thatched shed a little way off the trail, which might serve to shelter him *ud his horse. It had been built by a man who had camped there while passing through the country. Ranieau reached it just as the first flurry of the wind went over the tree-tops. Bamean clung to his frightened horse, expecting death every moment. Xbo rain was a deluge, and it was driven with such force that it was liko A - - - X L X ^ -.1. 3 breasting a mountain torreut iu ?iuuu in it. Some of the lithe, slender trees bent down and beat the ground with their tops. The noise was a tumult of tho most awful sounds. It rains on the just aud the nnjust, the living and the dead. Burns's horse stood by the old man's body aud trembled, but would not go, while the rain poured, the lightning crashed and the hurricane flung tho trees to* gether in hiaps. (to ce continued.) Dnring the past season the visitors to Abbotsford, Scotland, numbered 8000, being nearly 1000 rnoro than last year. ? - i . i ????.i rrsa????? WHITE MAN LYNCHED Wealthy Farmer Confesses to Assault! and Murder AN ORDERLY MOB STRUNG HIM UP The flan's Victim Was a Daughter of the Sheriff, Yet the Sheriff Tried to Protect Kim. Asaton. Wash., Special.?Despite the efforts of the victim's father. Sheriff Richards, of Asaton county, who had evorn in 25 deputies to guard him, William Hamilton, a well-to-do farmer, the self-confe3sed outrager and brutal murderer of little Mabel Richards, was forcibly taken from Asaton county jail shortly after midnight and Ijnched by a mob of over a thousand men which had been congregating all nay from all parts of Asaton county. About 12:15 o'clock a band of men, their faces concealed with handkerchiefs. marched to the jail. The officers and guards were swept aside, and the keys taken from the jailer. The bars of the cell had to be sawed before the door could he opened. Hamilton was then dragged from the prison and into the yard. Meanwhile another band of masked men had marched to the jail. They kept back the crowd which had waited all night for the lynching. Guarded by several masked men and mob came from the jail with Hamilton, followed *\v other members. Then the men who had been guarding the jail formed about captive and captors, and kept I the crowd away. When the lynchers with Hamilton reached Gist and Fill' j more streets they halted under a guy wire connecting electric light poles. Hamilton was asked if he wanted to confess. He did so. Finally he asked that the jewelry and trinklets he had be given his father and mother, and it was promised that this would be done. J Then there was another delay. The manner of Hamilton's death was being discussed. Some wanted to torture him, but It was decided to hang hLm. A mask was nut over the man's head, i rope around his neck thrown over the guy wire, ar.a seised by many of the lynchers. When they were certain he was dead the body was left suspended. The crowd then left. Damage to World's Fair. Stf. Louis, Special.?One of the heaviest storms of the year, and of brief luration, swept over St. Louis Wedcesday afternoon. The furious winds tcre through the World's Fair grounds, k'lllng Theodore Richter, a florist, probably fatally injuring A. R. Clark, a carpenter, and seriously injuring i seven other workmen, besides causing damage to World's Fair buildings and Dther property generally throughout the city to the extent <?f $10,000. At the World's Fair grounds the agricultural building was struck by the gale, oi* inhnrora workine on scaffold ing were huiled to the ground. Theodore Richter was on the ground run. ning to shelter when a flying plank struck him. The World's Fair depart- j ment turned out and hastily dug the injured men from the debris and hurried them to the hospital. A. R. Clark was so badly injured that It is believed hi- will die. Wr?ght Arraigned. London. By Cable.?Whittaker Wright, the promotor and director cf the London and Globe Corporation, limited, was arraigned at the Guildhall police court and remanded after formal evidence of his arrest had been taken. The prisoner was released on bail of $250,000 of which he provided $125,000 and three suretie? guaranteed the remaining $125,000. Governor Yates R-c?lves Negroes. Springfield, 111., Special.?Governor and Mrs. Richard Yates, assisted by Auditor of Public Accounts McCullough. Assistant Secretary of State Clanahan and several secretaries of departments and local officers of the Illinois National Guard, gave a reception to the officers of the Eighth Infantry, r VT r> !.? nnorn rfttHmpnt now In 1. IN. \7.i llic uvgi w i\.e.MAvk.w ? camp of instruction at Camp Lincoln, at the Executive Mansion. Curing the evening, the regimental band, stationed on the lawn in front of the mansion's principal entrance gave a concert. which was listened to by an enthusiastic audience of citizens, mostly colored. Did Not Serenade President. Oyster Bay. Special.?In a drivingrain storm Wednesday afternoon, a bras3 band composed of colored boys from the Jenkln? Orphanage at Charleston, S. C., marched from the vll lage to Sagamore Hill, about three miles, to serenade the President and his family. The band did not reach Mie President's residence, being turned back to Oyster Bay by the Secret Service officer on duty Carnegie's Latest G:ft. London, By Cable.?Andrew Carnegie has made known his intention to doaate $2,500,000 In United States Steel Corporation bonds to Dumfe-line, Scotland, his birthplace. He stipulates .hat the gift shall be employed in keepng up the estate of Pittencriff. which x-ntalns the tower in which Malcom Canmore married Princess Margaret, and which he recently purchased as a pleasure ground. IA TERRIBLE WRECK I Two Circus Trains Crash Together With Frightful Force OVER A SCORE KILLED OUTRIGHT i Engineer of Second Section Found His Brakes Would Not Work and Lost Control of His Train. i Durand, Mich.. Special.?Two sections cf Wallace's circus train were wrecked Friday morning. Seven of the tead arc in the morgue unidentified. Over twenty are more or less seriously injured. Co:oner Farrell impanelled a jury, which viewed the remains and adjourned until August 14. when the inquest will be held. Following are the dead: James McCarthy. trainsmaster, Grand Trunk road between Port Huron and Battle Creek; A. W. Large, special officer Grand Trunk. Battle Creek; John Purcell, of Peru, Ind., boss canvassmaq; Lafe Larson, of Cambridge, O.. six-hcrse team driver; G. Thomas, residence unknown, member of stake and chain gang; Harry St. Clair, residence unknown, reserved seat man; John Leary. of Springfield, 111., bos of ring stock; Andrew Howlar.d, of New York State, canvassman; Fiank Thorp, cf Dundee, Mich., trainmaster of circus train; Robert Rice, residence unknown, harness maker; George Smith. residence unknown, blacksmith; James Toffelmire. of Orient. Iowa; Charles Sands, of Peru, Ind., driver; Joe Wilson, of Pittsburg; W. J. McCoy, of Columbus, 0.. canvassman with side show; Edward York, of Terra Haute, Ind.; unknown man. driver of band wagon; unknown man. home said to be Indianapolis, lider in circus races; unknown man, home said to be in Louisville, fourhorse driver; unknown man. four horse driver; unknown man. suffocated to death. Two unidentified men are dead at the hospital. James S. Foley, of Detroit, special officer of the Grand Trunk, was seriously injured and J. J. Meadows, of Anderson, S. C., was also among the injured. The circus travels in two trains of about 35 cars each. After Thursday night's exhibition at Charlotte, the two trains left for Lapeer over the Grand Trunk road, the second section leaving a half hour after the first. It was 3:45 o'clock when the first section pulled into the west end of the Grand Trunk yards here. A red light was huug on the rear car to stop the second section. Engineer Probst, of Battic Creek, who was running the engine of the rear train, says he saw this light and applied the air brake. He says it refused to work. He reversed his engine, but the momentum of the heavy train behind was too great and with a crash that aroused all of the town near the yards, the two trains met. Three cars of the stationary first section were telescoped and the engine and five cars of the moving train were demolished. The rear car of the first section was a caboose, in which the trainmen were sleeping, and the next two were filled with sleeping circus employes. The greatest loss of life was in the caboose. One of the wrecked cars or tne secona setLivu mu occupied by five elephants and several camels. One of the elephants and two of the camels were killed outright, while the other animals and their trainer escaped. With the exception of this car. none of the menagerie was wrecked, the other demolished cars containing canvass or wagons, and there was comparatively little excitement among the wild animals. As soon as they recovered from the first shock the trainers rushed among the cages quieting the few beasi3 that were excited. The elephants in the wrecked car behaved with surprising calmness and were led out of the wreck without trouble. The escaping steam and screams and cries of those pinned in the wreck made a horrifying spectacle in the gray of the early moaning, when the trainmen in the yards and the aroused townspeople first reached the scene. Many feared at first that some of the menagerie had escaped, as some of the animals could be heard crying. The fire whistle was sounded and the whole town was aroused. The rescuers could se^ unfortunates through the tangled wreckage and went furiously to work without waiting for tools to extricate thpm a wreckine crew is kept in the yards here, and It was on the scene in a very few minutes, bringing tools apd, equipment in plenty. General niles Retired. Washington. Special. ? Lieutenant General Nelson A. Miles, commanding the army, retired from active service at noon Saturday, having reached the age limit of 64 years. The following order was prepared and issued: Washington. August 7, 1903. "The retirement from active service by the President. August 6, 1903, of Lieutenant General Nelson A. Miles, TTrited States Army, by operation of law. under the provisions of the act of Congress approved June 30. 1882. is announced. Lieutenant General Miles will proceed to his home. The travel enjoined Is necessary for the public service. "By order of Secretary of War. "H. C. CORBIN. "Adjutant General, Major General, U. S. A. Land Aprf-rmen. Pekin, Special.?Edward T. Williams. the Chinese secretary of the United States legation, lias made an extensive investigation into the execution of Chien Shen, the journalist who was put to death by orders of the Elmpress Dowager. July 31. and has handed Minister .Conger a detailed report proving that the executioners, after beating Chien for three or four hours, despaired of being able to fulfill the Empress Dowager's orders and yielding to Shen's pleadings to end bis misery, strangled him with their hands. I B PMIII lEIffi | 1 tn fllnor Events of the Week In a a s Brief Form. * l he I obacco Traffic. The railroad commission has been ?^S receiving a number of complaints from the tobacco shippers in and around > -'J Bennettsville. It seems that the rail- :v_^ roads, instead of making a local stop ^ at Darlington take the tobacco on to Florence and then, after a transfer, bring the shipments back to Darling- ' ?. ton. This, of course, has caused considerable inconvenience to the shippers and buyers and the commissiont r? hn vp hppn nnnpalpH to for heln. Th# Tc matter will be taken up with the railroad authorities and there seems to be no doubt that it will be agreeably ad- -M justed. The tobacco shipments thi? year are claimed to be very heavy audi '3$ by the end of the season it will probably exceed any of the previous year*. Spartanburg /Ian Free. Isaac Randolph, the young white man who was convicted of bigamy at a recent term of sessions court for Spartanburg county, and who has served an imprisonment prior and subsequent to his trial in all of five months, is again free from customdy. He was sentenced to serve two years at hard labor in the penitentiary. He, through counsel, appealed for a new trial. This-' was granted a few days ago by Judge Dantzler in Newberry. He waa releee- % M ed from jail, his own recognizance being taken for his appearance at the next term of sessions court for Spartanburg county. . Palmetto Briefs. The York County Good Roads Am- I sociation has passed the following ree oiution: That the general assembly bo ,'ifl memorialircd to amend the road law so as to provide for competent, practical township supervisors of roads shall receive $5 per day, not exceedin|H||n 40 days per annum, and two commia^^Hj sioners who shall receive $1 per day while in actual service, who shall hart special supervision over all the public reads in their respective townships, ap- 4 point all overseers, prosecute each and *j2jl every overseer who falls to put' the required number of days work on his sec- _ tion. Officer Bates, of the Spartanburg ja police force, had an exciting chase ; after a negro thief Friday morning .'c-j about 4 o'clock. After watching the suspicious movements of the miscreant ' s* for some time, the officer gave chase and the iegro dropped his burden, which corsisted of thirty-two chlcl^n# in a bag and a, number of coats. One of the coats was immediately identified by a notebook in one of the pockets ae the property of a young man who works at the Saxon mills. The negro -^8 made good his escape after having dropped his burden and taken to his heels. Mr. Arthur W. Cushman shot and, . killed himself at bis_home, eight mllen northeast of Aiken. Friday morning n v. . 8 o'clock. Mr. Cushman whs one of the most prominent men in that county and had host of friends throughout the State. He was a member of the Legislature from 1898 to 1900 and was candidate for sheriff of that county in 1900. Being defeated in this race he N moved his family to Texas, where be lived about nine months and then re- ?< turned to his home county, where be has been farming ever since. -.u A negro named John Kinard, living in the vicinity of Delmar, Saluda coun- :: ty, waa found dead in the road Friday, his brains having been shot out. The negro had been in some lawsuit and was under a $500 bond. No information as to the killing could be bad. The coroner's jury returned a verdict that the deceased came to his death at the hands of unknown parties. Mr. W. A. Aycock, who lives on ' Sharon R. F. D. No. 2, near McCon? | r.ellsville, York county, lost his barn and contents by flre on last Wednea.1-.. o, Th<? contents Included uajr UiUiumg. two fine mules, two fine milch cows, buggy shed, cotton house," shucks, fodder, etc., in all aggregating in value about $600. The insurance amounted to only $50. Mr. Aycock has no informs-, tion as to the origin of the fire; but believes it to have been the work of an incendiary.' Constables Burton and Harrison have arrested Joe Resse, colored, on the charge of murdering C. H. Mappus at Seven-mile Junction on the night of October 17, 1901. The arrest was made last Saturday night and Reese was taken to Charleston. He was taken to the Hospital, suffering from dropsy. In an accident on the Southern, at Westminister, last Wednesday evening the engine and four cars of northbound freight No. 74 were derailed and Engineer F. B. Chatham, or auuum, Ga., who was running No. 74 wag slightly bruised in jumping from hit engine. This is gala week at Anderson, and -3 all who attend may expect a gcod time. aiven an Extension. Washington. Special.- -The Interstate Commission today ordered another temporary extension until October 15, of the time within which a number of railroads must complete their safety equipment The commls. sion will meantime consider the further extension of the law and thg question of the location of grab irons on engine#. Among the roads granted < the extension are the Pennsylvania* % I Norfolk & Western, and possibly the / Potomac, Fredericksburg & Piedmont* V M \