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"• ; t ',l \ ' • % - i w * * * . r-̂ c t ; * ^ . ' » \ • , ' • • > < THE COMPOSITE HOUSE. I »«•»*> • » »•» « *••• • » +•* • «»**«»«>».•«« *»<»•»>*,> <1 ••>«! >«>i ||> u < ' a!#'-' • , ££ !* . ft, »J V'lo K • ": When Mr. Subbubs built a nest In which to house his bride, ; * •.•*?%. > He borrowed from his friend# the IfMt1 lV^ j; Ideas they had tried. * t ' ; H« borrowed here, he borrowed thCfc •' "V;. j' Smith's friese and Green's veneer} :',i,' ̂ He borrowed Johnson's porte-cochaia ^ •?; [ •« '•/> not Id MIMf y ^ • '• i, -1 Park's pantry.^Grady's grill; And then he borrowed from the bwit t'-" '••.%:• The cash to pay the bill. '*>r5>."'•- .$•*. •--Upplncottls. And Cooper's chandelier^ He borrowed Wilson's water tank. mm LITTLE HALLELUJAH'S CONVERT P A I f 1 --™~"~--•-- ' Br ALVAH MILTON KKKK CtprrtpUMf, by 5. S. McClur* Co. Id Three Parts F A R T 1 . shoes, was P: Jjj? - MOW" Barrett, trainmaster, held that s^ : s-( -when an engineer had once gone, un- 'u? killed, through a head-end collision, l he was never so much a man of cour- S^4 *;• age afterward. But Nat Shandon's i\;y > J deed at Muley Fork gave Barrett's 0'^fp- theory a refutation so marked that I, |*. tor one, never heard the "old man" j/ < **£hew" that argument more. It was Shandon, you know, who sat h'.y'i on the right hand side of the cab of & fc,.r.. the old 200, going up Angel Pass, when jfvf-..".* Jerry Burns came down with the big if"'."722 and piled the gulch with ruin, lite*; . Jerry was not at-fault, for he couldn't ir\!/ \ hold seventeen care of steel rails on a p . slippery mountain track when some- X ' J thing was wrong with the brakes. W:-' Jerry and the fireman of the colliding f'/f, * engines jumped, with natural and ca- i,.1 lamitous results; but Shandon stock, *n(* saw the supreme vision. « Shandon was a large man, or per- ,'i 4 haps, to put it more precisely, a' big boy. When his hand was on the throt- V^«V tie and the machine was going fast, >. he was sometimes sober and looked * his age; but for the most part he was 1 "cutting up." As I remember him, he stood more than six feet in flat-heeled powerfully fashioned in i,body and limb, slightly stooped in the shoulders, with head and face nearly handsome, but almost too small for fois frame, and medium-sized gray eyes that looked square into the eyes of other people and danced with banter­ ing smiles. Round Hill, the division station, was W: -J.' a "wet" town, for what town beyond ' w the line of the Rockies coald hope to 4;* ' cxelte the envy of its rivals unless its |if r 5 saloons outnumbered its stores? Per- !vs^i • haps Is was for this reason, or because feis!i-'* It was agreed that an aggregation of |5'v Western railroad men could perforce not be else than in need of grace, that the drums and tambourines of the Sal- Vf vation army startled its main street €habitues one February evening The "Hallelujah People" had arrived. Nat Shandon was passing, on his iV, " way to his engine, that first evening, and paused a moment to see what was going on. Three persons, fronting a crowded sidewalk, were singing in gleeful fashion. Two of the singers were girls, and each of them rattled a tambourine. The third was a middle- aged man, clean shaven and happy looking, but with the tracery of out­ lived dissipation thick upon his face. Shandon began cracking jokes as he laughingly looked over the heads of the crowd toward the singers. But a moment later one of the girls step- , ped upon a box at the edge of the side- walk and looked round on the torch-lit laces of the curious concourse. In- 5 stantly Shandon was a serious m»n S' , ^ The young woman was small and had a face thin, faintly olive in tone, %\ delicately featured, with dark, sorrow- W.i ' - ful eyes that dominated the counte- * nance. As she looked down on the ^•v;^ faces of the crowd a little smile ran fj• about her lips, an engaging yet pa­ thetic gleam of appeal which somehow mingled friendship and pity curiously. Shandon felt tha look and. the spirit cl the face enter him as somethilng >£_. \ that passes to the heart of matter and Kff leaves no sign or wound. He drew W,"' ' ' 1° a deep breath, glanced up at the llH" " clear stars overhead, dropped his eyes to the crowd and made a movement ^ as if to go. His world had suddenly changed. Then he turned toward the face again. "Shut up!" he said to a noisy fellow at his elbow, unconscious- Hk looked after them The crowd roared girl' paused, and oddly, pityingly. with laughter. Shandon looked down a moment at the outline of the fallen man. "Get up and go t' your boardin' house,' he growled. "Don't you disturb the--the meetin' again." The girl stepped down from the box and took her tambourine from the hand of her sister worker, a blonde young woman wearing the insignia of a cadet, while the lieuten­ ant mounted the box and began speak­ ing. The little brown captain drew toward Shandon a few steps and lifted her sorrowful eyes. Then she came nearer to him and put out her hand. He took it, timidly, feeling himself "Then you'll come to our meetings? God bless you." you said, suddenly touched with a kind of trembling. "I want so much to thank you, but I shouldn't," she said. "It wasn't right to use the man roughly to take him away. It is such as he that Christ is seeking; poor blind soul, he is so much to be pitied!" There was something like tears in her voice. The big engineer grew confused. "I didn't know--I didn't understand--I'm --I'm sorry," he stammered. "But, Miss," with a sudden clinching of his fists, "you can't expect a man to let any one disturb or insult you. I won't stand that; 'tain't right and proper." "The Savior didn't mind such things," she said softly. "He loved the erring; when they maltreated him he strove the more to help them. We try to feel as he did." "Well, I'm not--not religious; I don't understand the feeling; 'tain't hardly human, seems t' me. Anyhow, no--no man shall break up your meet­ ings when I'm 'round," he said, with a flame in eyes and cheeks. She put out her hand again, and it clung a moment in his, while a grati­ tude she could not suppress shone in her eyes. "Then you'll come to our meetings? God bless you," she said. "I don't knov; maybe," he stam­ mered, and hurried away toward the round house. When he had gone a hundred feet or more he turned and listened an in* stant. The lieutenant was telling how, aiter years of dissipation, he had elect- ed to end all in suicide, when the Salvationists brought him .to know God's love, and that had freed and saved him. "Hallelujah!" came the voice of the little captain, and she and the cadet broke into pealing song. (To be continued.) ' The girl was speaking. ly ending the gruff command with an oath. The girl was speaking. Shandon listened, looking at her with level, earnest eyes. To Shandon the person­ ality of the speaker was far more than the story. Her delicate figure, clad in plain brown; her pathetic, tender face, in its frame of black bonnet and dark ribbons tied under'the chin, sent some­ thing like a cry of pity through his great body. Why should she subject herself to such publicity? Why should brutal people be permitted to jeer at her? A tipsy brakeman a few feet from him was interrupting the speaker with loud remarks and drunken ges­ tures. Shandon reached in and posh- •d hint roughly from the cnowd. The Was This Irony? A Jewel of a servant is a thing which few people in these days are any too ready to part with, and so Mrs. J. may have had some excuse for the selfishness which prompted her to advise her cook not to get mar­ ried. The woman had been ia her employ for ten years, was thoroughly acquainted with what housekeepers call "the ways of the house," and-- well, as Mrs. J. observed--"you could have knocked me down with a feather wnen I learned that I might lose her." Therefore: "Well, Bridget," she said, "you know that marriage is a serious matter. There are times when it ia better to delay until you know more of the man." "Sure, mum, I know 'im well, though." 'Ah, yes, but even so, grave mis­ takes are often made." "Ah, well, well, mum, perhaps 111 be more lucky than you were," Royal Taxidermist. ^ Queen of Italy has preseirt^to one of the Italian natural history museums a: fine collection of animals and birds, many of which she stuffed with her own hands, which she gath­ ered during a yachting cruise in north­ ern waters. " ^ Light From Radium. A small fraction of an ounce of ra­ dium, properly employed, would pro­ vide a good light sufficient for several Wfc ALL KNOW n»e Pretty Woman Who "Pfij* «t" the Game of Whist. - It pays a woman to be?, pretty some times. "Being pretty saved a woman'* life last week. She was playing whist at an evening party, and it was nature ally" supposed that she knew how to play or she wouldn't have sat Into the game. She was so distracting- ly pretty that every man there wanted to be her partner. Her first remark was that she just loved whist. "Let me see. Is this strict whist or Just a little social game?" Then came the inevitable question; "What is trump?" "Hearts." "Oh, do you lead tramps?" "Lead from your long suit" "But I haven't any. long suit in my hand. v'-W. There isn't a Oh, is a king worth more than an ace in whist? How much do spades count? I've got the right bower; is it any good? How do you signal? By opening and clos­ ing your hand? Oh, what a goose?--r I forgot I was playing whist. Partner, take that trick; I haven't any more tramps. Oh, I mustn't talk, >you'll think I don't know how to play. What's that? Temped my partner's ace? I always do. Why, I've nigged again--I'm such a goose." > . And every man present looked as if he really enjoyed it. ' & RUIN ON ALL SIDES J a m a i c a S w e p t b y H u r r i c a n e ( 8 P C O J A t ti>t> R R C 8 P O N D C N O C ) Many ominous signs foretold the coming of the hurricane which recent­ ly devastated Jamaica. Kingston was struck shortly after midnight, Sept. 6, when rain began to fall in heavy, fitful gusts. At first the wind came along, whizzing, hissing and screaming; then it gained in velocity, and in a few moments the whole city and neighbor­ hood were encompassed by a violent storm from the northeast, which swept along at the tremendous rate of 120 miles an hour. Shortly after its first burst the hurricane became cir­ cular, the wind coming from all points. The sky jvastinky black and the whole to get the plantations in working order again. From Port Antonio comes a sad story. The town has practically been wiped out. Buildings have been wreck­ ed and damaged all over the place. Not one escaped the hurricane. The great wind smtfte big, strong houses; smote them on the hill; smote them down in the town; racked and smash­ ed them, as the fall of a book smashes a child's toy house. Vessels were tossed about and driven ashore like so many small boats. Some of them put to sea; those which remained suf­ fered pore or less.severely, PHARAOH'S CORN A FAKE. Crop front Proves to Have Come Seed a Boy Planted. Some time ago there was a wonder­ ful story in the European journals about certain grains of ancient Egyp­ tian corn which had been planted in Germany and had duly come to life. The grains, they ^aid, had been found in an Egyptian sarcophagus and had been planted by a Dresden florist. Some days later the corn appeared above the ground, much to the sur­ prise of scientists, who did not sup­ pose that there was any life in grains which were from 4,000 to 5,000 years old. The corn, however, was jcertainly growing, and even the most incredu­ lous among them soon became con­ vinced that grains have a lease of life to which there is practically no limit Alas! A boy employed by the Dres­ den florist has now confessed that he planted some ordinary grains in the same place where his master had planted the Egyptian ones and only a tew hours after the florist had com­ pleted his work. This was sad news for the' scien­ tists and for the numerous Journalists who had written enthusiastically about the miraculous qualities of the ancient grains.--Stray Stories. THE CLOCK STRUCK ONK. And Worried • Parent Sent Away Hla Young Hopeful. The head of the family, with his be­ loved sweetbriar and his favorite magazine, had settled back in the rocker for a quiet, comfortable even­ ing. On the other side of an intervening table was the miniature counterpart of himself the wrinkling of whose eight-year-old forehead indicated that he was mentally wrestling with some perplexing problem. After a while he looked toward his comfort-loving parent, and, with a hopeless inflec­ tion, asked: "Pa?" "Yes, my son." "Can the Lord make everything?" "Yes, my boy." "Every everything!" "There is nothing, my son, that he cannot do." "Papa, could he make a clock that would strike less than one?" "Now, Johnny, go right upstairs to* your ma, and don't stop down here to annoy me when I'm reading." Johnny/ went and wondered stilL Lippincott's Magazine. On Duty. Under the cornice, a hundred feet Over the pave of the murmuring , Belch the masses of turgid smoke. To spread afar like a giant's cloak. And close by the curb, at the buQdinc*s base, Stationed here in a vantage place. Fighting the march of the treacherous foe, The engine stays till the chief says; "Go!" Puffing away in Its vibrant rhyme; Pelted by firebrands time on time; Fed and coaxed by Its master's hand. It steadily answers each demand; Steadily gives at the nozzle's need. Holding fast to the constant creed That, what tho' the peril, the stream most flow-- And the en«ine stays till the chief says: "Go!" Torrents of flame from the cranny crack! Rises the warning: "Back! Back! Back! Back to your footing! 'Ware the wall! Back, for your lives, ere the ruin fall!" Flee to a distance those who can. But true to his charge is the engine man; True to his charge, 'spite blaze and blow-- For the engine stays till the chief "Go!" y *i • Death In the withering tongues of lire Outward leaping in vengeful Ire. Death in the ramparts threatening o'er. Tottering, leaning, more and more. Death in the burHt of a force long pent-- A seething crater, by lightning rent Death_ In the fore, above, below-- But tne^ engine stays till the chief says --Edwin L. Sabin, in the Criterion. Patti's 8harp Tongue. Adelina Patti enjoys social prestige, but has a disgust for snobbishness. In her youth she was treated coldly by a certain London matron at whose home she sang. A number of years afterward she met the matron at a friend's country house. They were discussing the odd uniform of the ma­ tron's footman. Patti admired it "It's such an original idea/' she said. "How did you discover it?" "Oh!" the matron replied confiden­ tially, "it dates from my great-great­ grandfather." "Indeed." exclaimed Patti, "and whose service was he in, pray?"--- Nefr Xork Times. White Man's Country. Tn the interest of making Australia "a white man's country," a govern­ ment bounty is paid for sugar grown by white labor. Of the last year's sugar crop of 100,000 tons, seven- tenths was produced by Kanaka " Wreefce In the Alf. ^ ' If. Prof. Langley will look over the models in the patent office he will ob­ serve that he is far from being the -i • V INIIaaw/PU cS/oimxr s t There was consternation among the loves and sparrows hovering over the roof of one of the houses on the boule­ vard at sight of a huge white bird de­ scending like a cloud directly upon them, says the Chicago Tribune. Re­ tiring to a safe distance, they watched him alight on the edge of a chimney and hitch up more securely a bundle that he carried under one wing. "Mercy!" exclaimed a tiny bit of a brown " sparrow, recognizing the stranger and hopping forward and perking his head to one side. "You'd better not stop here with that." "Why?" inquired the newcomer. "There is a mothers' meeting . in progress downstairs and they are dis­ cussing things." "Um! I think this is the place I am The ambassador sighed deeply, and with his head cocked on ona- side he allowed his glance to roam round the room and rest upon the dignified, sweet woman chairman looking for," and, folding his long legal otthe meeting. She had taken no part Wreck of Town Hall. (Port Antonio.) air was. filled with the groaning and roaring of the wind which left destruc­ tion in its wake. «)At 3 a. m. the hurricane was as fierce as ever. Huge trees that had withstood the stress of many a storm bent and broke in twain like match- sticks. Limbs of trees were snapped off an# hurled through the air. It was impossible to go out of doors. In the face of the thundering hurricane one could hardly stand afoot for a minute. At 5 a. m. the violence of the storm was unabated. Buildings still rocked, and every few minutes brought fresh sounds of houses unroofed, trees snap- ning and poles falling. At 7:30 it was all over and the rain came down like a deluge. Kingston presented a woeful spec­ tacle after the storm. The streets were deserted. In some Quarters there was not a sign of life. But on every hand stood out the sombre evidence of the night's terrible visitation. Huge trees--landmark& of a score of years-- lay across the streets and lanes. Roofs oX ..houses, broken. Windows, fallen wires appeared in every thor­ oughfare. On Orange street every telephone pole was down. Like so many broken masts they lay across the streets, their network of wires in a tangled mass, all within reach of the hand. In some places the telephone, electric light and tramway wires, were mixed in inextricable confusion. All over the city it was the same. Streets and lanes were blocked by broken trees, fallen telephone poles and other debris. At a glance <me could see that enor­ mous damage had been done. The lower end of the streets and lanes were strewn with wreckage; and it was clear that the sea had risen and its waters had rushed for several yards in shore. The harbor presented a sorry appearance. Wrecked vessels dotted the beach; and shipping debris and garbage wfere continually being washed up. Vessels had dragged or broken their anchors; and the few that were not wrecked were found far from where they had stood the night before. With the exception of a small west­ ern section, the whole colony shares the blow. From almost every parish comes the same sad story of wrecked buildings and ruined fields. Desola­ tion reigns on every hand. In some quarters the people have been driven to despair. Homesteads and fields, the works of years and months, have been swept away. Banana plantations are no more. Stricken trees now level with the ground tell the story of for­ tunes lost and hopes banished. The damage wrought can never be wholly computed. . Hasty estimates have bad to be revised and rerevised. Each fr&sh report adds largely to the Buildings that had stood the stress of storms for years went down to des­ truction in the path of the hurricane. The damage to the town is extensive. Some places have been completely wrecked. Port Morant was as badly hit as Port Antonio. The United Fruit company's great house alone stands undamaged". ' Other buildings were racked and battered and broken by the storm. Of the fruit fields the same story must be told. They went do.wn as though cut to the earth by a tre­ mendous scythe. Only a few weeks ago the Island was full ef gladness; to-day the future seems dark and dreary. No one can fail to be touched to sorrow when he reads of men and women weeping in their utter helplessness of their desti­ tution ; no one will be surprised to learn that strong men have been para­ lyzed by a blow so sudden and so ter­ rible that it almost seems a dream. The whole situation is heart-breaking. Not for twenty years has the island suffered so terrible a visitation. » . The governor spoke gravely of the disaster in the legislative council. "It is difficult," said his excellency, "to exaggerate this calamity. We have with a suddenness almost dramatic exchanged our position of hope and our prospects of prosperity for one which. I fear, will be much the re­ verse." This is the sober truth. Jamai­ ca has suffered a serious setback and suffered it just at the moment when hope was at its highest. Her people are once more called upon to make a desperate struggle for daily bread. Her fields are devastated, many of her producers are on -the verge of bank­ ruptcy. NOT MADE TO HOLD WIN*. Famoue America Cup of No Ute aa a Drinking Vessel. • It is Interesting to recall to-day a curious fact about the America cup. Twenty-seven inches high and meas­ uring two feet around the base and a yard round the middle, the cup, it was discovered years after it had been in the possession of the Americans, had no proper bottom to it. On a festive occasion, in honor of an English guest at the New York Yacht club, the cup, it was found, would not hold the cham­ pagne with which a steward was at­ tempting to fill it. The champagne, in fact, as fast as it was poured in at the top ran out at the bottom, a large hole having purposely or otherwise been left by the English makers. The history of the cup is Inscribed on the, six shields which adorn its bowL Offered Her Hair. Miss Bessie Smythe, daughter of a farmer on the Orland road, near Cas- tine. Me., sold her hair at auction to rooms, and would not require renewal [ only man who has had flying machine during the present century. disappointments fci. feiJ &:• k V (, t: < lit ft hue* volume "Of iUSiei. The figures are already totaling * up a colossal amount. This is no mere matter of a few hundreds of thousands lost. It means far more. There are many com­ petent authorities who believe the loss will eventually reach more than $10,000,000. The United Fittlt , company alone has lost hundreds of thousands of pounds. This is the actual immediate loss. Later on there must be added the losses entailed in charters and trade. The Americai company's losses are so enormous that its busi­ ness here will be tied up for at least a year. It will take all of that time Wrecked Houses. (Kingston.) r , raise "money to. paint the Union church. The ' parishioners held a church fair to secure money that was needed immediately. The contest was spirited for half an hour, and more than $1,000 in bills was on the table when a Worcester man said he had no more money this side of the bank where he made his deposits. As it was agreed that nothing but cash should be taken during the auction, a Bos­ ton merchant paid down $536. Miss Smythe went home wearing her hair and knowings that the church will be painted from tip of spire to underpin­ ning because she had the oourac* t* offer to make the sacrifice. under him, he calmly went down the chimney. ^ "Ladies," she was reading from a pager, "the moral, mental and physical training of the child " "Ladies," interrupted the stork, whose entrance had been unnoticed, *'I have here an excellent specimen of the subject under discussion. If, you will permit me I will just shOW yeru--" "Mercy me!" ~ .. /^Gracious!" / "Goodness!" The exclamations til various tones of alarm and disapproval and the scraping of chairs over the highly pol­ ished floor would have disconcerted a less experienced advocate. "Dear me," said one member, of the club, "I don't want him. I have too many outside duties." "Nor I," objected another. "I have just been elected to the orphan asylum board; I shall have my hands full." **You would find Tiim; " began the tftork. j "I dare say one would find him in­ teresting enough when he is young," interrupted a sharp voiced dame, at the same time lifting a lorgnette war­ ranted to put to flight the most un­ daunted composure. "After one had devoted one's life to his education and training and molded his will to one's own he would marry some impossible creature." "He would be perfectly lovely, I Know," a sweet voice murmured from A corner of the room, "but after years of care and loving sacrifice, and one was about to enjoy his beautiful youth,, he--he--would--die," stealthily wiping: away a tear under cover of the heavy black veil. "He would be such a dear, and t would love " said a girlish voice, while the speaker turned on her finger a plain band of gold,*' aa yet untar­ nished. "Nonsense," broke in a dowager,, turning sharply towards the little ma­ tron, "do you prefer that to the gay season Just opening? Andyths trip* abroad, what about that?" in the discussion; but then, sha- couldn't. With two hops the stork stood be­ fore her and lifting one wing dropped the bundle upon her lap. "Look at him/' he pleaded; "hi» pretty flowerlike face is more interest­ ing than any book. His tiny feet will be so easily guided if you will begin now. The cunning hands; they will grow so strong and helpful in the- years to come. The rosebud mouth, intended now for kisses will respond with such words of cheer and comfort if you will teach the lisping tongue. The tender little back will becoma- your burden bearer when your own is. bowed. He is so little now that h» will not require much room, save ia your heart. I am sure you want him/*" "Yes, I want him," replied the wom­ an, touching with caressing fingers the- tiny atom, "but I--I think--you woulA better take him to Poverty street Give him to Mrs. Hogan or to Mrs. Flynn. He will find many of his kinfc there. Then we all will," glancing at the others in the room, "write long: essays as to hi3 mental, moral and physical training. If he is ill, we will build a hospital for him; if he ia- wicked, a reformatory; but we are all too busy with greater and weightier' matters to own anything so small as- this. Poverty street Is the seo- ond " she stopped, for the storks with his precious but rejected gift, had gone. He required no directions- as to the route to Poverty street. It. was well known to the delegate from Infantile land. Luck of Tramp Printer. A reformed "tourist" of the govern­ ment printing office recently told how he was once captured for a burglar out in Kansas. He and his partner had succeeded ^n getting about 100 miles west from Kansas City on the "Mind baggage" of an express train, to a point where their road crossed a north-and-south road. There their train stopped. "Then," said he, "everything alive in the neighborhood seemed to be mov­ ing, and, armed with pitchforks, hoes, clubs, and all sorts of weapons, a mob surrounded us and dragged us' from the platform of the car--at least, they got me; but my partner kicked one of them in the jaw and broke his hold, and, jumping on the again-moving train, escaped. They dragged me up into the town, calling me a thief and a scoundrel and other things, even say­ ing that anybody could tell by my countenance that I was a burglar." He demanded to know the crimes with which he was charged. "Oh, we know you," they yelled. "You're the thief that broke into Baggs' grocery store last night and stole five boxes of sardines." "Five boxes of sardines--me? I wish I was! I haven't eaten as much as that in six months. Oh, how I wish I had' as much as one, only one poor little sardine!" "Who are you, and where do you come from?" asked one. "I'm a printer, I am," said he, "and I'm hunting work." "If you're a printer, where is your aa aid union printer V card? self." "Here's my card, all right," said he». digging it up. "Sure," said his new-found friend. ? "This fellow is all right. This card ^ shows that he left Kansas City this " morning; so how could fyr |iav» | burgled Baggs' last nighft??" . \ He was turned loose. "Do you want to go to work?" ask* ^ ed the friend. "What can you do?" "Anything that anybody else can do U --straight type, ads, job work, bend ^ rules, drive in dutchmen, kick a press,, anything at all." "All right; I'll give you a Job--$10> a week," said the country editor--for he it was. "You're on," said the printer, "but I want to get fixed up a little first-' besides, it's too late to go to work to-day." "Here's a dollar," said his new boss; ""you'd better go to the hotel to-night." Mr. Printer went and got shaved,, boots blacked, brushed up, supper at the hotel, and everything that ha- thought was coming to him, and was standing out on the sidewalk, picking: his teeth, when he heard another train whistle for the same crossing. Ha made a break for It, climbed up to hiS' old perch on the "blind baggage," and followed after his "pard," a little be­ hind time, but a shave, a shine and a. supper ahead of the game, besides tha change out of the dollar.--Washington, Post rj! 1 The Smart Bank Clerk. V W .'j j taw a man on the street the other day who got away with one of the simplest bank frauds I ever heard of," said a bank inspector, who was in New York last week on his regular tour of duty. "This man was employ­ ed in a bank in a city up state. "It turned out when the bank closed its doors that it had been run very loosely, but that had nothing in par­ ticular to do with this man's opera­ tions. He was a clerk in the bank and made up the quarterly interest ac­ count "This was a sheet showing what was.,due each depositor..for interest It generally ran to three or four sheets and the footing of each had to be carried to the top of the next one. "Well, about the third sheet the clerk would enter the footing properly, then let a drop of ink fall on the first column of the figures. He would let it dry there, thus obscuring the foot­ ing of the sheet. "In carrying over to the next sheet the footing that was blotted he would add $1,000, so that the total of the re­ port would show $1,000 more charge­ able to interest than actually was a TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE. f charge against the bank. He'd let ' this report go to the directors of the- bank, with the idea that If the error was detected he would account for it by the blot, saying he had made a natural mistake. . "When the sheet went through un­ questioned, he proceeded to get pos­ session of the $1,000 by opening an ao- count in the name of a fictitious per­ son, and crediting this account with. $1,000. The bank's accounts were thus- forced to a balance. "Then by drawing checks on the ao- count of the fictitious depositor he- would draw the money out. When we nabbed him he made a confessldik' He had been stealing about $4,000 a year in this way. "That was the bank," continued tha inspector, "where, when the directors found the hole in the bottom, they fitted up a president's office in mac~ nificent style, went out and got an ambitious millionaire, showed him tha office, and asked him if he wouldn't like to be president and then sold him their stick at $150. He wasn't in a month before the bank failed."--New York Sun. Old Gentleman Had Been Fooled Be­ fore on 8ame 8ubject "I think your daughter intends to elope." The old man looked at the neighbor who was always interfering in matters that did not concern him and shook his head. "I can hardly believe if* he said. "I have every reason to believe " •But that won't do," interrupted the old man. "You forget that this Is a serious matter that ought not to be allowed to rest upon hearsay evidence. When one man comes to "another ami tells him that his daughter is about to forsake the parental roof under cover of the night, he Bhould be absolutely sure of what he says. Have you in­ controvertible evidence that what yjm say is true?" "Well, no, I cant say that I have/* replied the officious neighbor, begih- ning to feel that perhaps he hiul goaa too far. "Just as I feared," returned the old: man. "This is the third time I've had' my hopes needlessly raised by reports! of this sort, and it is growing onous." v ' Ih. # *' S-'.i1i&il&.L .-J:.,