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eminent ”as Gone I.“ the a Business to Help he Tm“: whose national debt has! every day since it paid of redemption money to! fter exhausting apparel ncexvable means of [anti 1y taken to advertismgt money making. This mefi dy been seized upon by m unicipalitiee which have g e on certain public buildl'l tisers. As the railway : darmeries, cue-.om bonsai tracks and numerous 04 ilding; as well as the M which several kinds 05 (13 are sold, are entirely rol of the (S'rovesruineri12.‘i hat it has advertzxsmg .8 ts command which en: m w: 8 Ehe pmtal ’ sale of PO pzs from 111 b Governme jrofit out C walked Dale, somewhat§ for wear, and accompanied Lian gxrl. who was cared foi e of the proprietor of the! )ale and she were marriq Minn.. by one of the Ru 3 priests who periodically :tion of the country. ‘ >r three weeks after their: vâ€"“- | be Indian girl began to} home in: the far North. ; she declared she was 5 Dale tried in vain to pew remain in civilization, but not listen. to it, and at last: I decided to return' with he {av'i country. Since then hd been heard from until th‘ nner brought the news 0 n 91" Mrs. Dxld to the 908i 81' Sheet. One my letter size mallty. is de“ ivaw property. WWW“ Ipaoe for 8319i”? p“ I 1’. *7 fA'I‘TER of 315* ' .nonces," or adveruing P4 1' sheet. One half thedfi .‘y {otter size paper a lanty, is devomd to adver‘ gm 3 space about 414 b! . reserved for the ad tinted a fifteen-centimepa '9. The letter is ' half of the she . niously {aided and FRENCH FINANCES. a People mun”)! b. 51‘ KIN 8;th 511.." “a“? 0f horror, womfer. and 5'. “uh “'hil‘h she had first gazed :3 a: the murdered man, had bgen . V “Q“F‘fouowed by one of dawnmg mmflsion. changing into one 9! {innate loathing and contempt. “£100, Was gone. when hen husband “A and ' their eyes leaped togeth- vsef uder, so the: when a footstep next I‘U‘JLLI caused a vibration loor, she opened her eyes, and Biliilg illi‘l broad a‘x‘iake. The; as so low that what lay at‘ (iid no; come within her ran-ge‘ :1. as she fixed hen glance 011* Lingâ€"doors. watching for them .and her mziid with the tea; :ani as she looked, one swung : mi thicugh \it came Rose, er-l meme. in her smart cap and smiling too, (is if she had some cause for satisfaction that 3’. But as she came forward, ngâ€"vat‘ihlng between her; 5 and her. arrested Rose’s atâ€"i :the cups on the tr‘ay in her' rattled violemiy with the tre- at shook her, and shuddering, :she backed away, with start-i 9% fixed on thatâ€"backed tilli he. to the door, and escaping 1 it. shriekedâ€"such ai shriek as hrough “21125 and window, and 39 i7358e*rs~iiy stand still in the With that hearbquake which {low when tragedy stalks fed- -through their mist. 1While her mistress, guided by man‘s eyes. had raised herself. 'SOme dreadful instinct born of 3101* herself drawn toward in- Of away from iiiâ€"~80 that on ’and. knees she crawled toward in figum. which dumbly spoke Iieloquent message of eternal t10!! from her and all living .8 11101186 O\VS roih coverlid drawn to} at air of. happy dreams? slept, she looked as: surfed since she laid; . indeed, she would not} not some one come] bough the light kept? ng, and growing, till room was full of asoft, e fit for such aprin- .1 was Strong enough the 1mm who lay with j. {0119:th him in atti- . and strange. L'lOt‘k ticked away the .or minutes to hours, the shepherds and shep- r ruzmtel-piece had long :h oLher good-morrow, n the. wall exchanged 3f amaze, then of in- ho “'15 the new-comer :1 their privacy, and uch wwful and uncourt- 13‘ down at the tossed, Kr set in a wide halo of bat had soaked and well- 1 for many an hour long summer night into it her feet. 'as doubled beneath his he had fallen, the oth- zed our. 10 its full length l'permostâ€"a hand that .- ww or reap any more. hurt any one any more. «'1 wizh [hose gifts that a man's life well-spent} sly E'e hoped to bring. ‘ 2oming. people were com- undering. rushing sound»! ' mdiy to that horror; tha‘ smell of blood in we call “murder!” and I agage to look on, even sh recoils at it. i 0f the. house came first .fied wave of struggling me in to see the mur- Fing there, and his wife 5 beside himâ€"across the 798_ met, and oh! what a stronger, and crept med bilnds that. hid. m the balcony, yet eel”. smell to enter windows, spread it- .e carpeL, and show- meuie lying them 11 Lbe shut folding- aim-r side of which au-.'ement had come it seemed to pause 11d, then stealthily ,_ them, and travers- t me. guilty, and he kill- ia'md he did well,” she 1 a wild sense of exul- “might a strange light 0d a heave to‘ her breast, strong figure lying 'ith sunny Crown pressed to the cov- nch, upon which a in a deep sleep, her er nutstretched arm, feet. innocence and e. looking perchance .‘t‘tlc master, popped LI. of the cage that far from the prin- at what he saw, went away ‘nout, in the house LI noises of every- 1 swelled each mo- Wartment that mob bigger than ‘LI'Lly hidden by Way, now push- : and. held there d fallen heavily winter 1110 ht, light to touch day, in my bower, .way.” from it she and in that moment he saw her not asnthe Elizabqth he knew, butâ€" the likeness of its fellow’s guilt, then, without a. sound, the woman shrank down, hiding her fame and shudder- ing, away from him, and from life, alone, as it were. with herself and the dead. Up they came, those people, surg- ing up from without, who had set the houseâ€"door Wide? bearing the officers of the law with them into the dainty drawing-room, and through the fold- ing-doors, that would hardly open far enough to admit them, pausing in the second room as in the auditorium of a theatne, the last room of all ap- pearing a stage, with its two in- mates posed in a silent and terrible tableau. Outside it, stood the husband, White. rigid, his arms folded on his breast. aypai'ently as incapable of movement or of speéch, as that was laying at his feet. Rose, the maid, recovered herself first. Pushing her way through the throng, and casting a look of con- temm; on her. master, she stepped over the dead body of the man with a shud- der, then snatched up a silk dressing- gown thalt hung over the back of a chair, which,’ with a small table and the couch, completed the furniture of the recess, and threw it round the lonely figure that crouched on the bed. Her mistress did not move while be- ing wrapped in it, nor when she felt the slippers pu-t on her naked feet; but.1 when‘~Rose. tried to raise her, she got up with a. quick, defiant move- ment, and sat down with the wide folds of silk, draping her loyally, look- ing past her husband at the rout be- yond, as Marie Antoinette may have done at the crowd that surrounded her tumbril. Yet her lips quiveredâ€"not for that. poor dead manâ€"her heart was hard as a stone toward him, and she had no thought of the suddenly arrested life, or of the pity of it. but because he had let the sin of blood-guiltiness hold him back from clasping her in his armsâ€"because he could see her there alone, 1101' move one step to take his rightful place beside her. ” Let us bear it together!" was the anguished cry of her heart; then the pain passed and a. cold feeling of an- ger grew in her breast. If she could forgive him, what quarrel had he then with her? In that moment she de- Spised himâ€"as a woman despises a man who does not rise to the occa- sion, as she herself has done, ay, and higher yet, for however magnificent a woman’s pluck may be, a man’s should always be able to soar above it. One of the policemen kneeied down and turned that quiet figure at the foot of the bed over, revealing acalm and handsome face, amarred only by a small hole in the forehead, through which abullet had passed, and out of which the lifeâ€"blood hag-d ebbed quietly away during the night. Barry Ross )had been a goodJooking enough fellow in life, but in death his face took on a sweetness and majes- ty that brought tears to the eyes of many who looked down on him that day, bitterly resenting the foul injus- tice that had robbed him of his birthrightâ€"life. Rose, who stood with her back to the walls, glanced swiftly from mistress to master, and back again. Their faces told nothing; in fact, so unnatural to the onlookers seemed tion, without any of that display of amazement and horror which might have been naturally expected, that the conviction gained ground that both wene “ in the swim,” and knew all about: the night’s work, and each oth- er’s share in it. Q VA h) Oiw-v - To Elizabeth St. George it seemed afterward that she sat for hours in that alcove, facing the mouthing, staring multitude; but she could not remember what any one had said, or what answer she had given to the question put to her, -_for at her heart’s tribunal was standing the man, once her lover, now her husband, who thus openly by his silence and his deser- tion, accused her. ! ,3 -1. 1__a. vau, ' uuvv- â€"vâ€" â€" All things have an end. and at last the moment came when Rose was free to take her mistress away. .3 L___ LU Luau u 5 up-â€":â€"-â€"â€".. Gathering her robes around her, Eiizabet-h rose, and swerving a little to one side lest they should step on the body, and the crowd dividing for them. the two women passed through the rooms, and up the staircase, and out of sight. graphed for from Scotland Yard, ar- rived, and found him there, aged and lined in the space of one hour to such a likeness cg his own mother. would It was Rose who locked ner uusu cw into her bedroom, who got the house cleared of its uninvited guests, the body of poor Barry: laid upon the bed that had not been slept in that night, and who, then, leaving her master still stupefied and alone in the place where he had stood throughout, returned to her mistress, and shut herself in with easy it would be for any one to come in and murder her, walking oyer the leads of the great library bmlt out at the back. . He had proposed that he should come down, £00, but this she would no: al- low. She knew it was all fancy disliking her room at the toy of the house so much, but he should nor be allowed to suffer for it, and then she had gone 8331? up stairs to undress, coming down presently in her dressing-gown, A...) - ------ J -- uv- _-v.â€"--¢ 6"" “y and with Rose in attendance, who placed on the table beside her bed the night-cap Mrs. St. George usually took the last thing at night. Jack al-‘ ways laughed at her for taking itâ€"w but take it she did, with the utmost .i'regwari‘w. t consisted a: stea- sp-oonfud of Jamaica ginger in hot water, with sugar, and on that par- ticular evening there was barely enough for her usual 'dose in the bot- tle, and she told Rose to be sure and get some more next day. When the girl had gone to bed, Elizabeth had done some dancing steps in her flow- ing robe before a long glass, had frolicked around generally, cut some jokes, reviewed the events of the day, and finally, after kissing Jack. had drunk her nightoap and retired to bed. “ I shall come down in the night and see how you are,” he had said, as he tucked her up, and then she had asked him to leave the windows Open in the second room, and the room bey,ond and to close the folding-doors bet“- een. This he had done, returning to his books. but going in again to look at her later, and by the gli mmer of the light, under the snow-white silk shade, he saw her 13' mg there, lovely in her sleep, framed in the delicate pink with with which the recess was hung, and he had kneeled down to kiss her pretty hair, and bless her ,withigall his heart. and thenâ€"he still seemed to see her lying there, the house hushed in silâ€" ence, and presently the stealthy sound of a man’s step on the stair. He saw the outer door Open, seemed to feel the pause before the folding-doors yield- ed to the midnight intrulder’s touch- saw Barry Ross standing there on the threshold, his sunny looks gone, his E likeness changed from the man of hon- ; or to the renegade against his friend,’ land the brute in inteniotn, he sawâ€" .0 God! what more did he see as he Ituined away his eyes, shuddering? lPresently he came nearer to the bed, lnou tossed and disordered, that had been so sm00th when Elizabeth awoke that morning. He st00ped over itâ€" what business had he with it, and Why did his hand steal to his breast as he arose again, starting violently at sight lof tht man who at thtt moment came 'through the folding-door with swift, silent tread, and eyes that said, “You. are mi neâ€"y on have done murder and I am here to prove it. ” JaLk’s calm had broken at: last, and with a vengeance. He sat down or he must have fallen from excessive agitation, and if ever a man \V ore the livery of-gu-ilt, he wore it then. The quiet, keen-eyed man laid his hand on Jack’s trembling one, hidden in the breast pocket of his coat, and drew it out, with wha‘t it held. “It” was a toy pistol, of beautiful make and quality, and looked innocent as a child’s plaything, lying in the de- tective’s hand. The shiver in J ack’s limbs had pass- ed. he looked afraid of nothing as he "I don’t deny it. I shot the man with that. Now do your duty.” Mr. Skewton’s eyes narrowed. He felt that he would have cheer- fully paid a good deal to have entered the room three seconds sooner than he had dpne. “Is this pistol yours ?” he asked. “See for yourselt,”. sail-d Jack, and Mr. Skewton looked, and found a name and date inscribed on the barrel of the pistol, and the name was Jack St. George and the date over a. year old. V‘Jl‘fiev sâ€"bene} you take me away 'the better,” said Jack c'urtly, and turned on his heel and went into the outer room . Mr Skewton, left alone, shook his head. There was a good deal more in this business than met the eye. He had naturally only an imperfect know- ledge of the circumstances of the case, and the account of the enterprising constable who had sent for him, had pointed to a woman in the case, whose absence from the scene puzzled him. He followed Jack into the other room, where he stood looking- out on the balcony with the sweet breath of sto:'ks and mignonette in his nostrils, so that ever after the sight of those homely flowers turned him faint and sick. -- no. .1 “There is a lady in the case I" said Mr. Skewton. “My wife," said Jack, briefly. Mr. Skewton paused, and before the pause had grown wearying, Jack fill- ed it up. “My wife sometimes sleeps down stairs,” he said, his face calm and resolute, “the weather has been very hot lately, and she was brought up in the country, and feels the poor accommodation upstairs very much.” “Whv nmr?” said Mr. Skewton, “VVV â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" _ “ Why poor?” _said Mr. Skewton, looking round “these rooms are a very fair size. I imagine those above are the same,” 0 ‘ 7 â€"â€" â€"A- “cut-n ” “ The rooms above are not ours,” said Jack abruptly. " They belong to Mr. Barry Rossâ€"who is dead.” “ He was your ledger 9" said Skew- “ He was your ledger I" saw anew- ton. “My lodger,” said Jack, proudly, “ why not ?”’ , so iittle like atraitor and a bound as Barry Ross, and “15, but she says 1 Player so he doesn't work [0 dor TY'PEWRITER TACTICS. is a lady in the case 1” said To be Continued. it scares her emL t give her much Qvith anybOd'Y all her best HE HAS MUSE TU WORRY CECIL RHODES MAY BE CAPTURED BY Kaueaa’s FORCES. International Law Will Not Avail Him Thenâ€"Rhodes Was Sent to Kimberley to ibie, But lived to Become 09m Paul's Most Hated Enemy. 00m Paul would rather have the scalp of Cecil Rhodes for a Christmas present, than the Kimberley diamond mines, though he is after both with all the fervor of an intense nature. A man of Kruger’s strength can hate 24 hours a day and have some left to lap over on the next week, and he may allow it to warp his judgment to a gcertain extent. When Kruger oan bring himself to speak of Rhodes at all he invariably calls him “that murderer” with a choke of passion and a slight twitch of his muscular fingers, as if he could not repress a desire to shoke him then and there if he but had the dia- mond king within reach. Next to his religious fervor there is no sentiment so strong in the breast of the power- ful Dutch President as his hatred of the giant of England. These two are the cyclopean figures of‘the closing century, and Uhe battle between Bri- ton and Boer is novhing more nor less than a combat between these two self- ,confident giants. KIMBERLEY THE OBJECTIVE POINT. ' Rhodes has perhaps made the mis- take of his life in‘ settling himself in Kimberley on the very eve of the con-l flict, for by this act alone he has made Kimberley the objective center of the war. Already the Boers campaign is directed against this place, which has strong strategic inducements for its military occupation aside from the fact that it is the residence of the diamond king, the gold king, the rail- road king, the king of m‘ulti-million- ta,irues, the “old lion” whose escape iKruger bewai-led when Jameson and I his band were caught and characteriz- â€"__ w-.â€" ed as “only the owbs.” All.these de- tesied personages are bound up in one stalwart body, and the names of. that body is Rhodes, who possibly does not realize how completely he incarnates to the Boer mxlxnd everything,I that ex- cites its animosity towards England, and he may also put too strong a faith in the defensibleness of the place he is said to have pronounced as “safe as Piccadilly. Kruger One hundred million dollars probe-’3 bly eXp-resses the wealth Rhodes has; accumulated by the most brilliant: manipulations of modern finance. During the period when success first of money for the sake of possession, and used often, it is said, to fill a pail full of diamonds from the Kimberly mines, pouring out the glittering heap again and again with alimost childishi pleasure. To-day money to him; is but a tool with which he expects to carve his way to higher ambitions, whose high-topping summit perhaps he him- self cannot clearly see. His greatest reproach against him- self is that of all ambitious men whose restless energy resents any moment snatched for rest or recreation. He calls himself lazy! Yet he has fou'ght‘ ! many fierce wars with natives, he has E built railroads and telegraph lines, he ‘ has conducted vast and successful en- : terprises, and has founded an empire. lAnd he is but 46 years old. It is impossible to conceive that this 'heavy, muscular man, 311 feet one in his shoes, was ever a weakling. sent abroad to die. His appetite is a won- der. Chief Iobeng'ula. called him “the man who eats a whole country. for his Only 21 per cent. of the population of Bavaria are entitled to vote, and of these 21 per cent only 19 per cent took the troub‘e to v0te at the last elections for the Landtag. VOTING IN BAVARIA. HIS WEALTH. The Salvation Army. While on Duty Capt. Ben. 3m. Wu sunken With a Supposed Incumbh Diseue and Forced to Reunqnlsh an Workâ€"[lo In Now Recovered Ill Health. From the News, Alexandria, Ont. The life of a Salvation Army. work- er is very far trom‘ being a sinecuro. Their duties are not only arduous. but they are called upon by the re- gulations of the Army to conduct out-oi-door meetings at all saasgns 35211351- kiIâ€"lâ€"de. bfiVWeathper. This be- ing the case, it is little wonder that the health of these self-sacrificing workers frequently gives way. Capt. Ben. Bryan, whose “home is at Max- ville, Ont., is well known through his former connection with the Army, having been stationed at such im- portant points as Montreal, Toronto, Kingston, Guelph and Brockville, in Canada, and at Schenectady, Troy, and Other points in the United States. VV'hoile on duty he was at- tacked by a so-called incurable dis- ease, but having been restored to health through the use of Dr. Wil- liams =Pink Pills, a representative 0! the Alexandria News thought it worth while to procure from his own lips a statement of his illness and re- covery. He found Mr. Bryan at work, a healthy, robust man, his ;appearance giving no indication of ihis recent sufferings. buy It“... ~v---_.___ me unconscious. The length of these lunconscious spells increased as the :disease advanced. After spending 'four months in the Kingston Genera Hospital, and on the Salvation farm, .Toronto, I regained some of my for- gmer strength and returned to my ‘work. The second attack occurred iwhenI was stationed at Schenectady, N.Y.,'in October, 1898, and was more severe than the first. The symptoms .of the second attack were very simi- lar to those which preceded the first, the only apparent difference being that they were more severe and the after effects were of longer duration. Owing to the precarious state of my , health, Iwas compelled to resign my . position after the second at- tack and return to my home at Max- Aville. \Vhile there a friend advised _ me to try Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. ; and I began using them in March, 1899. l feeh that I am perfectly well, and can 5 cheerfully say that I attribute my per- sent state of health to the effects if parovduoed.’ by Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. . . Mrs. Bryaxn has also used the pills and ; i bias benefited ,very much thereby." b I I The stony of his illness and subse- quent cure by the use of Dr. W'il- liams’ Pink Pills reads like amiracle, and is given in his own words as fol- lows :â€"-“\Vhile stationed at Deseron- to, in July, 1897, I was attacked with what the doctors called “Chronâ€" ic Spinal Meningitis.” The symptoms were somewhat similar to those pre- ceding a pleuratic attack, but were accompanied by spasms, which, when the pain became too severe. rendered E LIFE OF THESE SELF-SA'CRI- FICING WORKERS OFTEN ONE OF HARDSHIP. FOR BRIDES-TO-BE. Not long ago a young lady living in a small town was about to be mar- ried. About two weeks before the time the wedding was to take place this young lady visited the various stores in the place. At each of the jewelry shops she called the proprietor aside and told him of her approaching mar- riage and then said: “ Now, it is very probable that some of my friends may come in here and select me a present. It’s horrid to get something you don‘t like, so I want you to look out for me, and if you can satisfy yourself that a present is about to be purchased for me induce now select.” The proprietor could see nothing wrong in granting such a request, and the young lady selected a number of pieces of jewelry which suited her : taste. . They were marked and the as- sistants notified. From all that can be learned the scheme worked well. LATEST IS THE “PATHCMETER," 0f the inventing of long-felt cycling wants there seems to be no end. The lattes: of these is an instrument by Which it is easy to record automati- DELICIOUS ESKIIMOAN DISH. A‘ favorite dish with the Eskimo 18 an ice cream made of seal oil, mto which snow is stirred unfll the desir- ed consistency has been obtained; then frozen berries of different kinds are added, with; a little of the fish egg for flavoring. V