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| By SEWARD W. HOPKINS, |||rtkor of "Jack RobMns *f A*erica," *1a CklM Sea," "TWO OentlefHCB *1 "Oa t CHAPTER "Number 101!" "What Is itr "You are to be put Into a road gang this morning, and go oat to work on the public boulevard." I was known as Number 101. My keeper imparted the above delightful Information to me on the ninth day of my imprisonment I say delightful because I mean It, and do not use the word in an ironi­ cal sense. The news was indeed de­ lightful and gratifying. It was what I had waited for. It was the begin­ ning of my labor for the state, and my hopes rose, for now, surely, I would find an opportunity to strike for my liberty, The officer In command lost no time, but put us at once to work. Most of the prisoners had evidently been there before, for they seemed to know just what to do, as if they were resuming work that had but recently been laid down. After dinner, I, In company with the same ill-smelling ruffian who was my marching partner, was sent some distance away to bring back a supply ef cement in a wagon drawn by a small horse, a rugged, stout little animal, that did not seem to feel fatigue. As we left the main force behind. By heart began to beat violently and ay brain to work quickly, for now, I thought, the only opportunity I would get had come. We traveled perhaps three miles. Then we came to a sort of storehouse 0r shed, where we stoped. The guard bad the key to the shed, and, handing It to me. he ordered me to open the door. I did as I was told. Nothing could exceed my humility and meekness at that moment. The stuff used for these roads ,proved to be a kind of asphalt ^brought from the coast farther north, and stored in the shed until needed. At was now dry. and lay in piles of broken lumps and blocks. The guard stood looking on while pj companion and I proceeded to «srry the stuff to the wagon and load np for our return trip. I had resolved (that this return trip would never be taade--at least by me. Suddenly an overwhelming influ­ ence seized me, and I struck the blow tbat I had been dreaming of ever •bice my Incarceration. I had not the least cause to feel murderously inclined toward the guard, but it was my liberty against bis life, and the balance fell my way. I had reached his side with a heavy piece of the asphalt in my hands. Without giving him time to raise •bis rifle, I lifted the lump and sent it crashing against his skulL With a groan he fell into a heap on the floor. I sprang to the horse and began tepidly to loosen him from the wagon. But now an enemy arose upon whom I had not counted. My fellow prison­ er, either from a mistaken sense of duty or from a desire to win favor and perhaps pardon for himself, •eaght to prevent my departure. He •prang upon me, and we had a hand- tD-hacd tussle, in which it seemed at times as if I was going to get the iWwrst of It. Backward and forward we swayed, now with his hand at my 'throat, now with my fist thrust square against his jaw, writhing, twisting, bit­ ing and kicking, until I finally got a good grip on his throat and nearly strangled him. Seizing him with a mighty effort, I burled him against the body of the guard, and with a last pull at the Straps, freed the horse from his en- emnbrance. Leaping upon his back, I banged his aides with my heels, and away he went to the northward, carrying me toward freedom. - But the Sardinian prisoner was not JTSt beaten. I heard the crack of the guard's rifle behind me, and felt a •tinging sensation in the back. I •'was shot I felt the warm blood oocing down my back, and began to feel weak and .dizzy. Even though I had not been bit in a vital spot, I knew that the of blood would finish me unless I able soon to stay it But to *balt now would be death anyhow, and X kept on. The rifle was fired again, but this time the distance was too great for the Sardinian's aim, and I was not touched. On, on we went, my little hone and X put woods and past farms, until I law the road across the valley, which I bad seen from my prison window, and which had seemed to lead to place* of refuge in the mountains. Suddenly my horse stumbled and fell. My weakness was now so great thai my hands refused to cling; my legs were as those of a man para­ lyzed. I rolled from the animal's back and fell with a thud by the wayside. Believed of his burden, the horse re­ covered his footing and plunged for­ ward out of sight. I was stunned by the fall. I be­ came conscious of a burning sensa­ tion in my throat, then an excruciat­ ing pain in my head, then another in my back; my arms and legs tingled •s if filled with needles. I felt some­ thing pressed to my lips, and again the burning In my throat My mind grew calmer. 1 opened my eyes. Vision had returned to me. Bending over me was a monk. "You a«e wounded, son," he said, in ; 4} voice that was soft and almost Womanly. ,r. "Yes, father," I replied, my own Voice coming only la a whisper. "I lave been shot" The monk's face was very pal Unnaturally white, I thought He looked at me through his gaggles Ihoment before answering. "You are wounded In the back, he said. "Is it the work at an iV *1 will te!l yea tbe truth, father,1 weakly, *1 am a prisoner of ' ' i " In The air I could the itate. The brother of the prefetto was murdered. I was accused of the murder, and though I knew nothing about it, I was convicted. I was at work on the public road to-day and escaped. A fellow prisoner fired at me with the guard's rifle and wounded me. They will be after me soon." "Alas, son! This is a bad busi­ ness." The monk, as be said this, glanced nervously around, as if apprehensive of detection In thus succoring a pris­ oner of state who had escaped. He put his hands under me and lifted me gently from the ground. 1 seemed to be but a child in his arms. Holding me across the back of his mule, he easily mounted, and, speak­ ing to the animal, we were soon mov­ ing up the mountain side. We did not travel far in this way --perhaps a quarter of a mile. Then we had come to a thick portion of the forest, and we were in a rugged mountain region. The monk had., been peering from side to side, as if in search of something, and suddenly halted his mule before a tall, white- barked tree that stood near the edge of the road. "I thought I knew the place," he murmured to himself. "That is cer­ tainly the tree." Sliding from the saddle to the ground, the monk took me in his arms and carried me into the forest He spoke to his mule and the animal followed him. He carried me carefully over rocks and fallen trees and through seeming­ ly impassable places. He seemed to know fully every foot of the uneven ground, and to be looking for some particular spot "Ah!" he exclaimed at last "It is here. The soldiers of the prefetto will have to work to find you here." "And you will not betray me, father r* I asked. "Nay, I know full well the ease with which the prefetto imprisons falsely. You are safe here. And you will be fed." , "I thank you, father," I said, gratitude. We had entered a grotto. inside was cool and sweet hear the murmur and ripple of a spring and mountain stream near by. I felt a sense of rest and security, and my trust in the monk was firm. Soon delictum set in. I was now at the circus and gazing with wonder and admiration at Nita Barlottl, the trapeze queen, and at Maubikeck, the lion tamer, in their respective acts. Then the visit to Ralph Gravls- court'8 rooms and the discovery of the photograph was as vivid in my mind as on tbe day it actually oc­ curred. And eo on. I lived over and over again the stirring t>^nes of my iast days in New York, and the de­ parture of Maubikeck and myself on the steamer. And then the accident; Maubikeck rushing into my room and carrying me on deck; and there standing on top of a wave, still in the glare of the light from heaven, stood Maubikeck, and above him, in red letters, seem­ ingly of fire floating in the air, I saw the words, "If you are saved and I am not save Nita from Maligni!" I was vaguely conscious of a lapse of time as I lived over these scenes. I seemed to feel that some one was near me. But I knew nothing real. There was nothing of actual life about me. Again I fancied I beard tbe rippling of a stream. Again I thought that marble walls surrounded me. At first it seemed that I was in a tomb, but gradually consciousness came to me and I awoke. The bed of furs was my couch; the grotto walls were above me. An odor of something came td my nostrils faintly. I turned my head. A lire was burning la the little stove. By it a cigarette In his mouth, holding something over the coals, sat Mutterelli. lie rose and looked at me. "All right, signer," he said, In the calm voice of a man who knew what he was doing and had been doing it a long time. "It will be ready in a minute. A bit of toast and a sip Of wine will do you good. Keep still. You are all right, signor." "Mutterelli!" I whispered. "Signor! You know me!" he cried. "Jesus be praised! You have long been near death, but now you will be re­ stored to life. Ah, signor! How's that?" As he said this he put a wooden board before me, upon which was a glass of wine and a bit of white breast of chicken and a slice of toast Noth­ ing that I had ever eaten in Delmon- lco's tasted half so good as that dain­ ty morsel in that hour of my return to earth. Then I closed my eyes and a delic­ ious sense of rest stole over me, and I fell asleep. I slept long and sweetly, and awoke much refreshed. Peeling strong, I raised myself on my elbow and looked about Squatting on a low stool near the opening of the grotto was Mut­ terelli, smoking the inevitable cigar­ ette. calmlv paring some potatoes, the expression on his face being one of utter content and placid happiness. Mutterelli!" I said in a whisper, which was all the voice I could raise. Mutterelli laid down his knife and came toward me. "You called, signor," he said. "Where is the monk?" I asked. Mutterelli put his finger to his lips. "You are not to talk, signor," he said. "Be patient, and when you are stronger we will speak of it ^ou realized that this was hfs method of enforcing silence. So alone I lay, and in my weakness wondered what chain of circumstances had led Mutterelli to the grotto. In about an hour Mutterelli re­ turned. Ho Klowly rolled a cigarette In bis fingers and lighted It, drew a stool near my bed and sat down. "How do you feel, signorf* he asked. "I feel much better," I replied. Mutterelli waa evidently going to talk, so I Waited patiently tor him to begin. "You have been very sick, signor," he said finally. "It is now sixteen days since you came here." "Yes," I replied; "so you told me before. But how many days Is it since you came here?" "Sixteen, signor," he replied calm­ ly. "You followed mer "Yes, signor. I was told where to find you." "Then my hiding place is known!" I said. "Yes, signor. Your hiding place is known to me and to the monk who brought you here. That is all." "And you saw the monk? You must have seen him, for he only could tell you where to find me." "Yes, signor, I saw tbe monk. He is a good monk, signor. I alone In Sardinia have his confidence. The monk and I belong to the same secret society, signor, though I am but a poor member. See, signor?" "What is his name, Mutterelli?" "He is Brother Michael, signor, of the Order of Jesuits. He is high In favor with the general of the order, signor, and travels much, doing mis­ sionary work." The exertion of talking had been severe and I felt that I must stop. "You are weary, signor," said Mut- terellL "You have talked too much. You must rest I will leave you." He sauntered toward the entrance to the grotto, and I saw him pause long enough to twist the end of an­ other cigarette and light it Then he disappeared through the marble arch. I lay back on my furs, wondering. There was, in my mind, a vague yet rapidly growing conviction that Mut­ terelli and the monk were one and the same. The timely meeting be­ tween the monk and Mutterelli; the Implicit confidence which the monk »eposed in Mutterelli, who, I knew, had a price--all these things, as I thought them over, convinced me that Mutterelli was Brother Michael and Brother Michael was Mutterelli. So far he had done well. But how was I ever to get away from Sardinia, and how was I going to continue my ef­ forts to restore Nita Barlottl to the sphere In life to which I knew she belonged? (To be continued.) ARE DRESSED BY CONTRACT. Stylish Parisian Ladies Pay Fixed 8ums to Modistes. It is not generally known that some of the most stylish Parisian society ladies are dressed by contract By this is meant that they pay a certain fixed sum each year to one of the famous makers of gowns, with the un­ derstanding that they shall be sup* plied with all gowns required by them during that time. Should an undue number be needed, all above a certain limit of value will be charged for as extra. This does not Include hats and lin­ gerie, though it is quite probable that in the future establishments may be set up where the lady of wealth may present herself so many times during a season and have her entire outfit prescribed, as it were, by one who has the art of dressing down to a fine point, and the prescription filled by the maker, who foresees a com­ bination unknown where every need of dress for a lady's outfit may be sup- plied Intelligently. If an era of elab­ orate dressing, with countless acces­ sories, is to obtain in America, there will be need for this kind of service, both to relieve the wearer of fine clothes from what otherwise might be a life-long burden, and furthermore to prevent the offending styles la dress which of late are perpetrated by those Ignorant of good taste la this respect NOT QUITE THE THINGL have been very ill, signor.' "How long have I been in the grot­ to, Mutterelli?" I asked. "Sixteen days, signor." I sank back on my fur couch, over­ come by a sense of weakness and ut­ ter helplessness. Sixteen days! And it seemed as though it was but an hoar since the monk had carried me into the grotto, and had set about dressing my wound. And the change from the monk to Mutterelli was so strange, so unexpected. Yet Mutter­ elli was calm, and seemed perfectly at home in this strange place. When he bad replied to my last quoation he offered me a glass of wine, which I drank. Thea he turned and walked out of the grotto. I remem­ bered that he had done this when I first saw- aad recognised him, and Irate Theatrical Manager Solemnly Discharged 8hakespeare. John B. Stetson on one occasion fi­ nanced a revival of "Macbeth" in one of his theaters, it is said, and paid, as usual, very little attention to tbe mere matter of the play, so long as the manner was all right He went in through the stage door in bad hu­ mor one evening, and took a look at the performance from the wings dur­ ing the third scene of Act 1. Then, turning angrily to one of the stags hands, he asked: £ "Why are those women sweeping there when the curtain is up? The stage manager must be crazy!" Then, yelling at the female figures on the stage: "Hey! Get off there! Get off!* "Why, Mr. Stetson," said the stage manager, running up, "they're the witches!--part of the play, yeu know!" , "Don't like that kind of a play! Who wrote it?" "Shakespeare, Mr. Stetson," an­ swered the awed stage manager. "Well, when he comes 'round here again, tell him we're through with him, pay him his royalties and let him go!" BEFORE 22® PUBLIC EYE HE BELIEVE8 IN ADVERTISING CoL Pope Ascribes Blame for Falling Off In Bicycling. One man who believes that busi­ ness success Is dependent upon adver­ tising is Col. A. A. Pope, prominent among the officials of the American m Bicycle company. "The cessation of advertising killed the bicycle busi­ ness, and the way to revive it is to resume that same important matter," says Col. Pope. In one year the latter expended $500,000 in this sort of pub­ licity. In 1877 Col. Pope organized the Pope Manufacturing company, which started a year later with an output of fifty wheels. Now the com­ pany employs a capital of upward of $20,000,000, covers ten acres of floor- age in its factory at Hartford, Conn., and besides an army of skilled me­ chanics engages the services of 2,000 selling agents. Col. Pope gained his title In the war of the rebellion, en­ tering the Bervlce as a private at the age of. 18 years and receiving his dis­ charge with the rank of lieutenant- colonel. He served under Burnside, Grant and Sherman. FORCED TO LEAVE WELLE8LEY Daughter ef Booker Washington Qoea to Lesser Institution- Booker T. Washington's daughter, who recently was reported to be do­ ing well at wellesley college, has now, it transpires, been forced to leave the institution and go to Bradford acad­ emy. It is said she failed in music. While Miss Washington was taken up and made much of by the Northern girls at the college, her reception by girls from the South was, it is de­ clared, of a nature to give tbe faoulty some embarrassment O'REILLY TO SUCCEED FORWARD WW Be Surgeon-General of the Unit­ ed States Army. OoL Robert M. O'Reilly, It is an­ nounced at the' war department at Washington, Is to succeed Gen. W. H. Forward as surgeon general of tbe Estate Easily Settled. An attorney from Houston, Tex.,-- tells this story of Judge Roy Bean, justice of the peace in the Lone Star state, who is known better as "The Law West of the Pecos River": He held a coroner's inquest en a Mexican who had been found dead near the Pecos river. The Jury brought in a verdict of accidental death. The crowd was dispersing when tbe Judge called them back. "There is another matter to attend to," he said. "On this man's body waa found $56 and a six-shooter. It ia contrary to the laws of Texas and to the peace and dignity of the state to carry concealed weapons. Therefore I confiscate the revolver and fine the deceased $1. The costs in the case are $49, which just settles bis estate" United States army. Cot. O'Reilly won his rank and much distinction in the civil war. He will have many years to serve before his enforced re­ tirement on account of the age limit Curt In a Tireless Traveler. Jeremiah Curtin, beet known as the translator of Slenkiewicz and oth­ er Polish authors, is also a tireless traveler. A year ago he returned from a journey around the world and he is now exploring the Northwest He is said to know sixty languages and to be a human encyclopedia when it comes to the habits of strange people in out of the way corners of the world. Three or four years ago he wrote a book on jhe religion of the North American Indians, which contained the beet collection of Indian folk-lore yet published. Mrsb Gladstone's Choie* hi a pleasant magazine sketch of Gladstone's home life we'are told that when they were first married Glad­ stone put two alternatives to his wife, either to know nothing and thus free of all responsibility or to know everything and be bound to seerecy. His own remark fifty years later, "My wife has known erery political seorel I ere* had," points to the chatoe she made.and akso Ufteetrates - - - - • yt IJTi* i'i" GETTING AT THE TRUTH. Perter of Burned Establishment at Last Made a 8hrewd Guess. Some time ago an unquestionably suspicious fire occurred in a ready- made clothes store that was carried on In a certain locality of New York. The fire was Immediately reported to the office of the company with which the building and its contents were In­ sured, and an Inspector was dispatch­ ed to make the necessary Investiga­ tions. The senior partner of tbe clothing Arm was first waited upon and ques­ tioned, and he, Mr. Abrahams, by name, informed the insurance official that it was his opinion that the fire was due to the electric light He con­ sidered, in fact, that in some way the glow-lamp wires had fused. Mr. Abra­ hams' partner, who happened to be a Mr. Moses, was separately interview­ ed on the subject, and he also attri­ buted the disaster to electricity, but Incautiously particularized sparks from the arc-lights as the direct cause of the mischief. Whilst returning to the office tbe Inspector happened to encounter Pat­ rick Murphy, who held the position of porter to the conflagrates" establish­ ment and thought he might now get an inkling of the true state of things. "Now, look here, Pat," said he, "what is really your own view of this awkward fire at Abrahams' shop? Your two governors seem to look at it in different ways. Mr. Abrahams says it was the glow-lights and Mr. Moses says it was the arc lights. What do you think about It?" 'Faith," replied the son of Brln, re­ flectively, "Oi'm inclined to fancy It must have been the Israelites!" LENGTHY GAME OP CHESS. and Played For Twenty-Eight Years Resulted In Stalemate. During the Franco-German waff two lieutenants in the latter army were enjoying a game of chess In a French farmhouse near Thionville, when sud­ denly a shell came through the win­ dow and, passing between the two players, scattered the chessmen In all directions, but without doing either of the officers any injury. So miracu­ lous was their escape that they there and then vowed to meet Nov. 2--the date of the battle--annually at a well- known restaurant in Berlin and play lengthy game, each opponent to hare only one move every alternate year. For twenty-eight years the game continued, but four years ago only one of the officers put in an ap­ pearance on the day appointed, and, having waited for the rival for some time, he called "Stalemate!" and packing up the chessman left the place, knowing that his comrade was dead. THEN THE STORM BEGAN. Why There la a Vacancy for a Good Plain Cook. Mrs. Jollie was a lady who was fond of a joke. One evening she chanced to meet her cook in the company of her sweetheart. Now tbe cook's young man" boasted of a hirsute adornment on the upper Up of the first quality, while Mr. Jollie kept his face clean shaved. The following morning the lady said to the "maid of kitchen stuff:" 'Jane, I cannot imagine how you can allow your beau to kiss you with such a heavy mustache; I should think it must tickle very much." "Well, ma'am," replied Jane, In­ stinctively drawing her hand across her mouth, "I can't say but what It do tickle a bit; but--gie me that be­ fore the scrubbing the master gies ye--be fairly makes yer face sore." N. B.--A good plain cook Is wanted at tbe Jollie residence. Judicial Advlee. Curious advlee is sometimes given by magistrates in England. A gentle­ man recently appeared before a mag­ istrate named Kennedy and com­ plained that one of his neighbors had covered his windows with placards about a local election. 'I want you to issue an order, your worship," he added, "compelling him to remove the placards and to clean tbe windows." 'That's what he ought to do," re­ plied Mr. Kennedy, "but, If he refuses, ywi'll have to do It yourself." "But suppose he dolsjjt again?" ask­ ed the plaintiff. "Ia that case," said Mr. Kennedy, softly, "the best thing for you to do is to have a large pitcher of water ready and to empty it over bim as eoon as you see him approach any of tke windows." Am I My Brothsr's Keeper? While Ignorance and vioe exist • And there arc hungry mouths to fill. And when misfortune's cruel twist Has strangled energy and will, Tbe truth I set myself to guess: i I n>7 brother's keeper? Tea. I would not be myself had not My predecessors helped me out My food, my clothes my all I've ffot Are others' gifts without a doubt My obligations oa me press. Am I my brother's keeper? Yea. * A mttlloa minds have werked for food. Have plucked, with Kff&w, from the skies The things I take for understood. They wrestled. I accept the prise. The truth all nature's tongues express. Am I my brother's keeper? Yes. I have a million dollars--say. I have the mind to make them--f»'r'ape. For wealth or brain what mortal nay Accept the credit? Silly chapsi The gifts I have are nothingness. Am I my brother's keeper? Yes. Twenty-two Phlladelphias. Tbe man from Philadelphia who waa sending a registered letter from the New York postofflce iast week was astonished when the man at the win­ dow pushed it back to him, and told him to write "Pa." on the envelope. "There are twenty-two Phlladelphias in this country," he said, "and some1 of them are places ef importance. A woman from Philadelphia, Ky., was much offended the other day when I asked her if she Intended a letter for the Pennsylvania Philadelphia. We have a great deal of trouble la this way wtth Philadelphia (Penn.) per­ sons. But there are others. Brook- lynltea are almost as had. There are as many Brooklyns la the United States as there are Phlladelphias, but few persons wbo live In the ALMOST A MIRACLE. Case No. 49,763.--Mrs. M. Isted, Of 1207 Strand street, Galveston, Tex^ who is proprietor of a boarding house at that address, numbering among her boarders a dozen medical stu­ dents, says: "I caught cold during the flood of September, 1900, and it set­ tled in my kidneys. Despite the fact that I tried all kinds of medicines and was under the care of physicians, the excruciating twinges and dull aching across the small of my back refused to leave, and trouble with the kidney secretions began to set in. From then, ordinary Anglo-Saxon fails to describe the annoyance and suffering I endured. The fearful pain through my body, loss of appetite/^oss of sleep, consequent loss of energy, and, finally, indication of complete dissolution compelled me, from sheer agony and pain, to either lie on the floor and scream, or forced me into spasms. On such occasions my hus­ band called in a physician, whose mor­ phine treatment relieved me tempo­ rarily. I grew weaker and thinner,and so run down physically that nothing was left but skin and bone. All my friends, acquaintances and neighbors knew about my critical condition, and on one occasion I was reported dead and they came to see my corpse. At last the doctors attending me held a consultation and agreed that if I did not undergo an operation I could not live. Preparations were made, a room selected at the city hospital, and they even went so far as to have the carriage brought to the door to carry me there. I don't know why, but something told me not to go, and I ab­ solutely refused. Now I want the reader to grasp every word of the fol* lowing: A friend of ours, a Mr. Mo- Gaund, knowing that my kidneys were the real cause of the entire trouble, brought a box of Doan's Kid* ney Pills to the house, and requested me to give them a trial. I had taken so much medicine that I was more than discourage^ and had little, if any, faith in any preparation. How­ ever, I reasoned if they did not do me good they could not possibly make me worse, so I began the treatment. After tbe third dose, I felt something dart across me like a flash of lightning, and from that moment I began to im­ prove. The pain in my back and kid­ neys positively disappeared, the kid­ ney secretions became free and nat­ ural. At present I rest and sleep well, my appetite is good, my weight has Increased from 118 to 156 pounds, and my flesh Is firm and solid. My friends actually marvel at the change In my appearance. Words cannot ex­ press my own feelings. I am not put­ ting it top strongly when I say I have been raised from the dead. I am sat­ isfied that had it not been for Doan's Kidney Pills, taken when they were, I would have been either lying in the Lake View Cemetery, or an invalid for the balance of my life. I will be only too pleased to give minuter particu­ lars of my case to any one calling on me, not of course, out of idle curios- ity, but if they really have kidney complaint and want to know what course to pursue to get relief." A FREE TRIAL, of this great kid­ ney medicine which cured Mrs. Isted will be mailed on application to afiy part of the United States. Address Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. For sale by all druggists, price 60 cents per box. An Item In Demand. He was cutting an item from a newspaper. "It tells how a house was robbed# and I want to show it to my wife," be explained. "What good will that do?" a friend Inquired. "A whole lot," was the reply. "You see, this house was robbed while the man was at church with his wife." "Say!" exclaimed his friend excited­ ly, "you haven't got a duplicate copy of that paper, have you?" Deafness Cannot Be Cared to local applications, as they cannot reach the diseased portion of the ear. There Is only one wav to cure deafness, and that Is by consti­ tutional remedies. Deafness is caused by aa inflamed condition of the mucus lining of thS Eustachian Tube. When this tube is inflamed you have a rumbling sound or Imperfect hear» lng. and when It Is entirely aSosed deafness Is the result, and unless the inflammation can be taken out and this tube restored to its normal condition, hearing will be destroyed forever; nine cases out of ten are caused by catarrh, which is nothing but an inflamed condition of tbe mueuu surfaces. We will give One Hundred Dollars for any case Of Deafness (caused by catarrh) that cannot be cured by Hall's Catarrh Cure. Send for circulars. tr^e. _ F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O. Sold by Druggists, 76c. Hall's Family Pills are the best Accidents in London Streets. There are 150 persons killed and 8,000 injured by traffic accidents on the streets of London each year. Storekeepers report that the extra quantity, together with the superior quality, of Defiance Starch makes it next to impossible to sell any other brand. • He who forgets his own friends meanly to follow after those of a higher degree is a snob.--Thackeray. years of suffering relieved in a night Itching piles yield at once to the curative propertienof Doan's Ointment. Never fails. At any drug store, 50 cents. hngotigh aeross the know It."-- York Times. No man ever sees a pretty married woman without feeling just the least bit jealous of her husband. ALL DP TO DATS HOOttKM HI use Defiance Cold Water Starch, becausa It Is better and 4 os. more of It for same money. Discontent Is the want of self-re­ liance; It Is infirmity of will.--Emer­ son. PUTNAM FADELESS DYES do not stain the hands or spot the kettle, ex­ cept green and purple. Both members of a divorced couple aeejn able to take their own part. Stops the Cough and Works Off the Cold. Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. Prloeflfa. The manicure may not have a par­ ticular fondness for lady fingers. fi L Band (or rBBK SS.OO total fcottl* aad tritltifc Man fancies that he is the wboie thing even when he needs help. Mr*. Winslow's OouHilat By rap.' P«r ohlldren teething, nofteui tbe gum*, reaaoea !*• gammuloa. ftllfty* pais. cur«i wind colic. 25c ft bottle, A little quarrel often makes a MS difference between two people. Mrs. Austin's famous Pancake flour Is ta town--fresh and delicious aa ever. ikkkiiikiiikuiiunnuutuHLUUlh'JLi Of PUBLK INTEREST EARTH A GOOD TRANSMITTER* ̂ 1; Convey* Sounds of Bombardmearf.\j, Over a Hundred Milee. i A curious instance of the trans mis* sion of sound through the earth wat noticed by two French engineers a£v Kef. On July 22 they happened to b# , in an excavation in a volcano in tb#,^ Dyr Mountains which has been extinct;.. • from time Immemorial. 1-f1® •,> The altitude of the excavation waiT^ ;* . about 8,400 feet above the sea leveli ^ . Suddenly they heard the sounds of '* f, heavy cannonading, the reports foli» - • lowing at regular Intervals. Ret to Kef a day or two later, they In tbe papers that in the course some naval maneuvers the French; fleet on the day and at the hour ar % which they had heard the reports ha# ° been engaged in bombarding Blserta|^ The sound, therefore, must have bee^:: transmitted through the earth front";*- Bizertn to Dyr, a distance of earned" what over a hundred miles. ' • HONORED BY IOWA KNIOHTp Ow M. QUIIette Chosen Qrand Chwwel|' lor by Pythian Lodge. T O. M. Glllett©, who has been dhoseakT aa grand chancellor of the Knights or' V { Pythias of the state of Iowa, has been a member of the grand lodge of that domain since 1884 and has served oa, many of the grand lodge committees*. He was born In 1850 and^ame to his present home in Independence In 1866 and In 1875 wa§. admitted to the bar. A few years I&ter he served as county clerk and at the expiration of his term engaged in the banking business In which he has been engaged ever since. TO BOTH BLUE AND GRAY Imposing Memorial to Be Ereeted en Chickamauga Battlefield. Tbe imposing memorial soon to be erected on the battlefield of Chlelta>» mauga in memory of the Union infan­ try regiment and the Confederate bat­ tery of Mary landers who participate* Diligence Is the mother of good, top- turn*.--Oerrantee. in tbat historic engagement, Is ft handsome granite shaft, simple la Sign, its soldier significance market with the figure of an infantry picket at its pinnacle. The memorial is pre­ sented by the state of Maryland ort of an appropriation made by the last legislature. An Industrloue Novelist. Great Is the Industry and fertile Is tbe imagination of Quy Boothby, the EngliBh novelist. In less than eight years he has published some twenty* six books, the majority of which have achieved mure than uidluaty success; Mr. Boothby Is a South Australian br birth and is 35 years of age. Danced with the Queen. " Tbe venerable Sir Henry Lusk, whe will be 92 next birthday, Is the only lord mayor of London who has eve# had the honor of dancing with Queeet Alexandria, as he did on the memora*. ble occasion when the corporation o^ the city at London spent $l2t>,000 upon - a baU. To Sell Whlttler Manuscripts. Samuel T. Pickard, Whittler's liter­ ary executive and biographer, will sell a great many of his manuscripts and ' boeks for the benefit of a fund for the reetoratlon and care o< the poet'a. n birthplace at Haverhill and hie at Amesbury. - Canada Haa Largest Forert. ; ^ ; Canada has the largest foreat J the world. It ia in the Labi&dcr andj^ll Hudson Bay district, and Is, roughly.** 1,000 by 1,700 miles. " i_... -. Australian Labor Party/ Tbe Union Labor party of land, Australia, has elected 24 meat* ,1 hers to the legislature and potted 2S,|£t; |M fntia