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AT WAR WITH HERSELF.

The Story of a Woman's Atonement, by Charlotte M. Braeme. CHAPTER XXXll—Continued. A pleased light broke over his face. “I understand perfectly, darling. I app: eciate your delicate consideration for others. It shall be just as you say —my happiness is purchased by another’s pain. You accept me, and reject scune one else—is it so?" “Yes,” she said, in a low voice. “Wait at least three or four months before anything is said about it." “I will do anything on earth you wish, Leofte. See, I must have some visible sign, known only to myself, that ryou are mine. I have brought this ping—will you wear it for me%. It was my mother's. When she was dying she took it from her finger, and gave it to me. Will you wear it for my 6ake, and for hers?” She held out her hand to him, and he wondered that it should be so cold, that it should tremble; he placed the ring upon it, and then held it to his lips. “Some day—l pray Heaven not far from now—l shall place another ring on this dear hand.” He wondered again that she turned from him with what seemed a shudder. Her eyes lingered on that ring; to her excited fancy it would not have seemed strange if it had suddenly changed into a living serpent, and had turned round hissing to sting her. It had belonged to the “mother” whose son she had defrauded, whom she had robbed of his birthright. She could never look at it without keen pain. “Leonie,” said Captain Flemyng, “although our engagement is to remain a profound secret as yet, you will let me come over to tee you often —you will write to me—you will not be cruel, and keep me at a cold distance, as though I were a stranger. ” “No, I will not do that,""she answered. “And after a few days, when the novelty of being engaged has worn off, you will be kinder to me than you are now? You will, perhaps, then lay your hands in mine, and say, 'I love you, Paul, and will be your wife?’ You have only written the words, Leonie; you have not said them. ” “I will say them now. ” She clasped her white hands together and laid them in his. “I love you, Paul, and I will be your wife.” But there was something of sadness in her voice, something he could not understand in the expression of her downcast face. „ He said to himself that it was but girlish coyness—she would feel more at ease with him in time.

CHAPTER XXXIII. “Has Captain Flemyng gone without coming in to see us!" said Miss Dacre. “How strange!” She looked so disappointed that for the first time it occurred to Leonie that Ethel loved the man she had just promise to marry. “How was it?” repeated Lady Fanshawe. “Captain Flemyng always seems to enjoy an hour with us.” “I do not know; he will come over again to-morrow. He inquired very kindly after you.” Something in the words or the voice struck Ethel Dacre, and she looked inquiringly at her friend. Leonie’s face flushed under that quiet, calm scrutiny. “Why do you look at me so strangely?” she cried, impatiently. “I object to being looked at as though my thoughts lay bare, and every one could read them. I cannot help Captain Flemyng’s abrupt departure; he professed himself quite unable to remain, so as a matter of course I allowed him to go.” She did not tell them that he had gone with tears in his eyes—tears of earnest, heartfelt happiness; and that he had told her he could not talk “commonplaces” to other people after his interview with her. Lady Fanshawe raised her eyos in mild rebuke. “My dear Lady Charnleigh, if it were possible to imagine one as charming as yourself could be pettish, I should sav you were inclined to be so.” Leonie hastened to Ethel’s side. “Will you forgive me? I spoke without thinking. Have patience with me, Ethel—l am not very happy just now."

“Will you not trust me and tell me why?” said Miss Dacre. “I do not know why. I am out of spirits—inclined to be cross, not only with every one else, but with myself also. ” “Sir Bertram Gordon,” announced the footman, who had just received a parting vale from Capt. Flemyng, and who, with a grim sense of humor, smiled at the situation. For one moment Leonie was inclined to give way. She had not expected him so scon, looking as happy and bright as the morning itself, utterly unconscious of the doom that hung over him. “I have been counting the hours,” he said in a low voice to Leonie, “and I really thought to-day would never come.” He looked so bright with the untold gladness of his heart that Lady Fanshawe bethought herself of something that required attention in the housekeeper's room. Sir Bertram did not even hear the apology she made—he had no eyes or ears save for the lady of his love. Miss Dacre took up a book and wandered away into the cool, pleasant fernery. “Sir Bertram looks as though he did not want me,” she thought with a smi'e. The fernery was very pleasant and the ferns looked cool and refreshing; the waters fell with a soft ripple, the air was laden with sweet subtle odors. Mis 3 Dacre sat down with her book, but she turned no page in it. A sudden chill had come over her. Why should Lady Charnleigh look and speak so strangely? Could it be possible that she cared for Paul Flemyng? “It cannot be possible,” she said to herself. “If there be any truth in looks and actions, she loves Bertram Gordon.”

To the plash of the falling waters she wove sweet, bright fancies of her own—of the day when this hero, this prince among men, would seek her with loving words, and woo her to be his—bright dai ty fancies of a life that would be spe it in mini tering to him. in looking up to h m as the flowerd look up to the sun. Would it ever be so? She had loved him so long, so faithfully, that it seemed to her her love must meet with some return—that the very force of her own affection must win s. niething from him. On the night of the ball he had held her hand in his, and nad spoken so kindly to her that the girl’s heart had overflowed with delight. Tiie music of that falling water, the breath of that warm, flweet wind, helped to All her mind * with fancies melodious and sweet as themselves. “Leonie,” repeated Sir Bertram, “I thought to-day would never come. I have counted the minutes and the hours, yet I have had hope. You have not been trifling with me?” She stood -before him, her rwtorlnnn

face drooping from his sight, her hands trembling in his strong grasp. “1 want your answer,” he said, bending his hajdsjme Saxon head over the white hands ard kissing them. “I asked you to be my wife, and you told me r.) come to-day for the reply." “Let us go out,” she said, with a strange stifled gasp; “I cannot speak— I cannot breathe here. ” A sense of horrible pain had almost mastered her. How was she to tell him they must part when she loved him so dearly that she would have given her life for him? How could sue inflict this anguish upon him when she knew that his life was wrapped up in hers? Silently she passed through the long open window, over the green lawn, where great clusters of scarlet verbena shone in the sunshine, past the great sheaves of white lilies and the fragrant roses, past the tall chestnuts, until she came to the grove of blossoming limes. Their tall branches met overhead and formed a deep shade. The sunshine came through the dense green foliage with a mellowed light such as is seen in the dim cathedral aisles. The turf was thick and velvety; the banks were covered with wild thyme; the whole place was lovely as a fairies' glade. A fatten tree, over which scarlet creepers had grown, lay half across the path, and on it Leonie sat down, raising her beautiful face to the rippling foliage above her head, then suddenly hiding it in her hands. She had no right even to look at the smiling summer heavens —she who had stolen an inheritance, and was about to barter her love for it. “I could not breathe in those warm rooms,” she said. “How quiet and beautiful it is here. ” “Leonie,” said Sir Bertram, earnestly, “1 am sure that you are no coquette; and you cannot help having many lovers—ail fair women are so much admired. You are no flirt—you would not lead a man on by kind words and kind smiles until his heart lay under your feet,and then trample upon it. ” “No, I would not do that,” she answered, with white set lips. “And yet, darling, do you know that lam growing frightened? I fancied your little probation was bat to try me. I have never looked at it seriously. I believed that when I came to you to-day you would be all smiles, all sweetness, all gladness. Yet, Leonie, your face is turned from me—you havo no word for me. What does it mean? Remember, darling, though I ask the question I do not doubt you.” His generous trust, his devoted love, smote her as no pain could have done. She had to take this noble heart in her hands and break it; no wonder that her strength failed her, and that, with a long, shuddering sigh, she turned away, burying her face in her hands. The next moment he was kneel: ng by her side, his noble face full of deepest anxiety. “Leonie, what is the matter? What has changed you so utterly? My darling, where have all your brightness, all your gay spirits gone? Let me look at that dear face.” He raised it in Ms hands, and tried out in surprise, when he saw it. “Where is your color? Your lips are white as these wild strawberry bio - soms. Years, sorrow, and pain have passed over you—what is it, Leonie? Have no fear—tell me all.” “I hate to inflict pain,” she said hoar.ely, “and I know that I must pain you.” “Why, my darling? Ido not see the need.”

Her courage and self-command broke down all at cnee. “I can not marry you, Bertram—l can never be your wife, and it hurts me to tell you so. ” His face grew very white, and a stern, angry light came into his eyi s. “Repeat those words, Leonie! My senses must surely have played me false - not j on." “I can never bo your wife, Bertram: do net bo angry with me. If you turn from me in anger I shall die.” “You can never marry mo, Leonie! Am I dreaming, or are you? Do you know t lat you had almost given your promise? Do you know, although you have not said the word yet, that you pledged yourself over and over again with the pledges which a true and loyal woman considers as sacred and as binding as an oath?” “I know,” she said, raising her white, despairing face to his; “but I cannot marry you—l cannot be your wife. ” “Will you tell me why?” he asked, and a gleam of hope came to him—it might only be some girlish fancy, after all. “I cannot tell you that, ” she repeated, with the same quiet despair. “Do you know what you are doing to me, Leopie? You are killing me! You would be ten thousand times more merciful if you stabbed me and let me die at once. Do you know that I cannot live without you? Heaven help me, I cannot. My love and my life are so twined together that if one goes the other gees.” She made him no answer, but sat as though her white face was turned to stone.

“You are only trying me, Leonie — you cannot mean it. You want to see how dearly I love you. Oh, my love, mv love, it is a cruel jest!” “It is no ;'e;t,” said the girl, “it is sad, sober, earnest truth. ” “But, Leonie, you love me. lam not vain, but—darling, I am not blind—you love me. I have seen the light come over your face that has shone for no one but me. You have told me in a hundred different ways, without words, that you love me." “Yes,” she repeated, slowly—“ Heaven pity me!—l love you.” “You do,” he c ied. And before sho cou’d speak he had clasped her in his arms and kissed her trembling lips. “You love me! O, Leonie, if that be true, what shall part us?” Then she knew that in admitting the ’act of her love she had made a ter rib e mistake—one-teat'she knew not how to remedy. “Tell me,” he cried again, “if yon love me, Leonie, what in the wide world can part us?” She lookod at him, her lips trembled, but from them came no word.

, CHAPIER XXXIV. “I must know the truth." said Sir Bertram, in a clear firm voice. “You owe it to me. What qm Ito think of you, when you own that you love, vet lefuse to marry me?” “You must think as you will.” she replied, despairingly; “I can only repeat my words-that never, while the sun shines and the birds sing, can I be your w.fe.” “Did you know this when you lured me on to love you -when you stole my heart from me by the witchery of your beauty-when you let me speak to you of love, and did not chide me? bid you know this then?” No reply -but the beautiful face grew more ghastly in its pallor. He grasped her wrist, and held it as in a vise. “Answer me,” he said—and his voice was not oleasant to hear—“did you know this’then?” i “No,” she replied, “I did not, Bertram.” “Oh, Leonie, be frank —my love deserves itl If there be any difficulty, tell it to me—l can perhaps remove It. Trust me—for I trust you. I have no secrets from you, my love. Who would be bo loyal, bo true to you, os I would be?” -

“I have nothing to fell you,” marmured the white rigid lips, “exoept that I can never marry you.” Hot anger flashed in his face. For a few moments he lost sight of his outraged love. “Tell me one thing more, Lady Charnleigh. I have a right to ask for it—the right of a man who has been duped and deceived. You say that you cannot marry me. Pray may 1 ask are you going to* marry any'one else?” There was a silence for some minutes; the wind whispered among the blossoming limes; the harebells seemed to ring out faint, sweet notes in the wind; then, clear and even, her answer came: “I know you will.hate me, Bertram— I have promised to marry some one else.” “I am answered,” he said, bitterly. “You, Leonie, whom, only one short hour tince, I looked upon as the very flower of womanhood—you whom I thought more pure than a lily, loyal and true as the angels in heaven—you tell me deliberately that you love me, but have promised to marry another?” “Have pity on me, Bertram! I have been sorely tried.” “There is no pity for you,” he cried, indignantly. “You are false—false to me, whom you have pretended to love —fake to him whom you have promised to marry. I appeal to heaven against you!” he continued. “You have done me the most cruel wrong that woman can do to man—you have lured me by false words, false looks. You have deceived me—you have betrayed me. 1 denounce you for being as false and cruel as you are fair. O merciful Heaven, keep me from losing my reason! I fear I am going mad!” He flung himself on the turf with a terrible cry; a strong man, in his agony he sobbed aloud, for the anguish of his loss was full upon him. She sat quiet and motionless, until she could bear the sight of that prostrate figure no longer. Then there came to her a good impulse—to kneel down there by his side and tell him all the truth; poverty, privation—anything would be better than the knowledge cr sight of that terrible pain. And yet, if she confessed to him she would lose all. [TO BE CONTINUED. I

IMPEDING TRAFFIC.

There Are Many Kinds of Tickets, and Sometime* They Are Mislaid. A corpulent old lady, possibly from one of the New Jersey suburbs, caused the detention of fully a score of passengers at the Park place station of the Sixth Avenue Elevated Road one day last week. As the saying is, the venerable old soul was “carrying weight for age.” She was burdened down with a big bag and a small one, and one or two parcels besides. Thus freighted she toddled along and attempted to pass the box without depositing her ticket. “Ticket, ma’am,” shoutod the chopper. “Can’t pass bore without a ticket. ’’ “I ain’t got time,” sho replied. “Can’t pass, can’t pass,” cried tha man. “But I will pass. ” “Can’t, ma'am; the rules are very strict.” “You’ll make me miss my train.” “Plenty of time, ma’am. If you don’t catch this train, another will be along in a minute.” Then the woman, still blocking the way, dropped her bags, and after a long search in her pocket found a key, with which she opened the big one. Article after article was taken out and laid aside, but the ticket was not forthcoming. Tuen she opened the small bag and repeated the operation, but without success. Finally she looked up and said: “What ticket do you want, any way?” “The elevated railroad ticket, of course, ” replied the man. “Why, I had that in hand all the time, you impudent fellow. My son gave me one at the foot of the stairs.” “Then why didn’t you drop it in the box?” “Then why didn’t you say elevated railroad ticket? You want to understand that ther e are a hundred different kinds of tickets. How did I know what you wanted? and don't you ever stop me again or I’ll go to the head man of the railroad and complain.”—« New York Herald.

Old-Time Games.

It is curious to note, how some of the games cf the early ages have been handed down to the present time. The game, for instance, known as “Odd and Even,” was a favorite with the young Egyptian, and many of the little counters that he used are still preserved in the British Museum. There is also tho game of draughts, which was played on a chequered board in the earliest tunes. The pooy children were content with draughtsmen and boxo3 of rough pieces of clay. But the richer ones usually had beautifully carved iron-heade l draughtsmen and boxes. The young Greeks, too, were well provided with toys and games for their amusement. The toys were chiefly dolls made of baked clay, the arms and legs being jcinted with string, and therefore movable. They had a favorite game called “Chytrinda,” which has been preserved through many ages, and is now played by boys of “Puss in the Corner.” In France tho game is called “Quartre Coins,” or four corners. Both in the old game and the modern version five players are required, one occupying each of the four corners, while the fifth player stands in the middle. •

The Dovers’ Leap.

Sappho killed herself by jumping from the Lovers’ Leap, a Leucadian cliff. This leap was often taken by lovesick persons, who believed that u they survived the fall they would be effectually cured of a hopeless passion. The leaps were always witnessed by crowds of spectators, and the. would-be suicides were in no way interfered with by the state. Boats were in attendance below to pick up the loapers if they came to the surface of the sea after the plunge.. Sapnho had a passion for a young man who did not return her love and leaped from the cliff in order to be cured. She perished in the fall. So also did Artemisia and many other celebreties. Plin.v tells a curious story of an old Athenian miser who was in love with his cook and desiring a cure, went to have a look at the cliff. He peeped over; khook his head, went home and married the cook.—St. Louis GlobeDemocrat.

Disease Spread by Funeral Flowers.

Two years ago a young lady died in New York of diphtheria and her remains were sent to her home at Madalin, Dutchess County, for burial. On the casket when it reached the village there were several floral tributes. The flowers composing them were distributed among the children of the Sunday-school class. In this manner the disease was spread through the village and all the neighboring village of Tivoli. It has never been wiped out. For two years diphtheria has prevailed in that vicinity, causing many deaths, and of late deaths from the contagion have grown so numerous that the people are alarmed and an effort is being made to wipe out the disease. .

ABOUT INCOME TAXES.

OBJECTIONS MADE BY THE CLASSES, NOT THE MASSES. The Income Tax May Not Be l’erfeet, hot in Comparison with the Tariff and General Property Tax lti Shortcomings are Insignificant. Popular with the People. Many mean things are being said nowadays about iuc.me taxes. They are inquisitorial, monarchical, unAmerican, and unpopular, say Republicans, protectionists, and millionaires generally. Tney may be resorted to in war times, but abe infamous in times of peace. Well, it is easy to admit that an income tax is not perfect; but in comparison with our other taxes (tariff and and general property taxes), its shortcomings are insignificant. While it is inquisitorial—especially the tax on individual incomes—it is less so thin the tax on personal property as applied in many States, aid is outclassed by the internal revenue and tariff taxes, which open books and trunks, toaren buildings and persons, and set spies over honest manufacturers and importers. It is true that an income tax is monarchical and un-American, in the

sense that it is in use by many monarchies—but what tax is not? Is it not less objectional on this account than protective tariff taxes which have'boon far more generally adopted by monarchies? Suppose it be admitted that it is a war tax. Are not more than one-third of our yearly expenditures for war obligations? What more fair than that our millionaires should be taxod to pay our pensioners''’ Many of our mi lionaires laid the foundations of their fortunos during the war and reconstruction period. The victory that saved the Union also saved these fortunes, many of which are the results of exorbitant profits from Government contracts and of other fraudulent means. Why should the honest toiler who supported the war and has since worked hard to support the war shylocks, as well as the war veterans, continue to tax himself to death to meet all of the war obligations, when the Shylccks and their brethren and offspring can bo made to contribute a considerable part of this war fund? It is an infamy that these most benefited have not before been called upon to assist those most injured by cur civil war. To the extent that an income tax can be made effective will it prevent the continuance of this infamy. The other objection, that the income tax would be unpopular, is raised by the rich, and has not been hoard coming from the wage-earner. This, like most other objections, comes mainly from wealthy citizens, or from nowspapors dominoered by corporations. No non-partisan body of ordinary farmers, mechanics, or laborers has said that this would bo an unpopular tax, and, as different trade and labor organizations have condemned nearly every other kind of taxation, it may be inferred that this tax would be extremely popular with them. The plutocrats who have presumed to speak for the masses aro usually the samo ones who have been advocating duties cn goods, not to protect themselves, but to protect the wages of the dear workingmen. These rich and powerful manufacturers, capitalists, and monopolist) have never represented anybody except themselves, though they have, by bribery and corruption, been able control elections and dictate legislation for an incredible length of time, considering that thi i is an enlightened and free republic. But the common poople have at last spoken on the protection fallacy, and it is unlikely that they will revet se their opinion even during the e trying times, when their pretended friends arc closing mills, reducing wages, and in every possible way bringing pressure to bear upon the usually poor and too often ignorant factoryemploye, to force him to advocate protection. If the masses cannot longer be biill-dozed or bribed into subjection to protection, it is certain that they cannot be on so simple a question as this one of income taxation. An income tax would undoubtedly be popular in the North and the East, as well as in the South and the West —with the masses. There are so many wealthy men in Congress and so many j backed by wealthy politicians that we ! may never have an opportunity to test! the popularity of this tax. Once passed and passed in time, it will do more to save the Democratic party in 18J4 and 189fi than any ether foature of the tariff bill. Not only will it be popular on its own'account but its use will por-' mit of tariff reductions sufficiently large to produce a noticeably good eifect and thus to attract to tho Democratic party many voters who have heretofore doubted the efficacy of tariff reform.—Byron W. Holt.

Wilson's Opening Shots. The following is from the magnificent speech of Chairman Wilson, of the Ways and Means Committee: The majority of the members of tho Ways and Means Committee did not prole-58 dealing with a syttera which had grown up through thirty years of progressive legislation, or at one pr > posed stroke of legislation to free it of its injustice and to present a measure responding correctly to the demand -of the American people. They expected that friends in the country would fall away from them whenever they undertook to prepare any definite moasure of legislation. They knew from all of thoil* experience in the past that not all who march bravely in the parade are found in line when the musketry begins to rattle. I would not stop to inquire into the causes that have brought about tho present prostration of industry in this country and demoralized to a large extent the active business and trade of the country. A There seems to be some recurring Cycle in modern times about such depressions. But, from whatever cause" it had originated, it was at least an i embarrassment to us in the performance of our duty, if for nr other reason

than that it hay been eagerly seized ■MEowhy >ha imai i u tan# reform so kindle hostility against that great and beneficent movement. But if there was ever a time when the burden of taxation should be lightened, it is at a time when men are struggling for the very necessaries of life, a time when trade is held yv the paralysis of a commercial crLHd.' Ail thrttu'gh Mils country the enemies of tariff reform are seeking to .prejudice its sucrose by an appeal to those 'whose reasoning and whose power of reasoning is for the tiraa being blunted by personal suffering and personal distress. Protection when expelled from our revenue laws never came back into them by the conscious k and intelligent assent of the American people. When tha American people were in the agony of their great civil war it crept stealthily in through the back door, and it now teeks to take advantage of the present commercial distress to hold on to its position in the revenue system of this country., . The Calamity Croaker's Object. The average manufacturer and his unthinking tools are among the greatest calamity croakers this country is infested with. He has a purposo in his ery, viz: to reduce the wages of his employes and blame it on the politics of the ruling class. Theso favored gentry, who have acquired fortunes at the expense of the toiling masses, are only adding to your burdens. The

RELIEF AT HAND.-Puck.

stoppage of mills and factories is for the purposo of starving you into submission. Politics has made fortunes for them at your expense, and they are adopts in the Barnurn theory that you want t > 1)0 humbugged, us the American wants to bo trouted with humbug. Don’t let thorn fool you by tho cry of free trade and Democratic times, as they have made the times what.they are and every one of them hai a purpose in misleading you. Wo hear of their philanthropy and immense donations to tho poor, but when they give a dollar they take two dollars off your wagei. When they ar e cornered they claim that the law of supply and demand regulates wages. They make this law of supply and demand uy shutting down their mills and factories for the purpose of starving you into submission. A majority of the people of this country don’t want to ruin the in-" dustries of the country nor do they want an aristocracy of class. They want u government of tho people, by andfrr the people.—National Glass Budget. Republican Specific Putins. Any taxpayer who is mixed in his ideas of an ad valorem tariff can cotno very close to a settlod opinion by reflecting upon how a specific tax would work in State and municipal affairs. Suppo.'o tho State of Missouri declared that over farmer should pay a tax of SIOO, instoad of the ad valorem tax now applied. The rich land owner whom farm was worth $50,000 would bo very lightly taxed, while tho poor home owner who had managed to got a farm worth SSOO would be compelled to sell it. Suppose St. Louis should declare that every merchant should pay 951.0 a year. The big business housos whose trade amounts to millions would got off easily, while the small grocer would be driven out of business. That is tho way a specific tariff duty works. It is a continued fraud on tho poor m3n. The cheaper necessaries pay a tremendous percentage, while the high-pi iced qualities of tho same wares are taxed very little. A specific duty requires more watching than ann people can give. An ad valorem duty requires only the watching that any customs service ought to givo without urging. A tariff which is mado specific would impose upon tho small income many times the percentage paid to support the Government by the big ipcome. You can bet on the Republican party sticking to the device which will boost ihe rich man and keep down the poor man.—St. Louis Republic.

Tlie Right Man In the lilght Pluee. It is of good argury for the Wilson bill that the tariff debate in the House of Repres mtatives should have been opened by Chairman Wilson himself in a speech of tuch argumentative and logical power, and such candcr, withal, that at the very beginning it puts the discussion on a high plane, from which the sneers of Reed and the harangues of Boutello will not avail to drag, it down if Mr. Wilson's Democratic associates keep their temper and address themselves earnestly to the business of advancing the bill to its passage. There is no good working answer to Mr. Wilson's assertion that "if there was ever a time when the burden of taxation should be lightened, it is at a time when men are struggling for the very necessaries of life, a time when trado is hold in the paralysis of a commercial crisis.” A single candid exposition of the (principles of the bill like this speech of the Chairman of the Ways and Means Committee has more power of conviction for men of open minds than tons of petitions extorted by protected manufacturers frcm workmen whose wages were cut down after the enactment of the McKinley tariff. Inexcusable Delay. ThWis peculiarly a time for diligence in duty and the pushing of needed legislation.—Chattanooga Times. It will be greatly to the discredit of the Democratic party if the how tariff law is not speedily enacted. - Boston flerald. If the Democrats in the House cannot tally their forces and get to work it must be concluded that they are determined to destroy their< parly.— Philadelphia Times. It is, ttio imperative duty of the Democrats to cut short the debate and get the Wilson bill into the President s hands before the end of February.— Chicago Herald. The country demands prompt action on t. e Wilson bill. Tho members of. Cong/ ess have sought and have been intrusted with the office of the country’s legisla'ive representatives. It is their duty to fill that office, or to give way to others who will.—Louisville CourierJournal. Some men will get the upper hand of you even if they have to do ft by underhand methods.

THAT MISSING DAY.

The Equator la Humdrum Compared with the Imaginary Line In ‘the Pacific. j A question which has often been asked but rarely answered satisfactorily is: How lar would one have to (to around the earth, moving east or west, and supposing no time lost in transit oh, before one would reach the point where to-day changes into yesterday or to-morrow.- Evidently there must be such a point somewhere, for an hour is lost every 15 degrees one goes to the east, and an hour gained every 15 degrees one goes to the west. To put the question in another way, suppose It is one minute pasi midnight iu Paris the morning ol Oct. 1, what day is at that moment at the ant p.ides of Paris? Is it Oct. 1 or Sept, ao? Apparently one can prove that It is either of these days by making an instantaneous journey half way around the earth, either to the east or to the west. Going cast, at the moment the Paris clock£*polnt to a minute past midnight it is approximately 1 o'clock iu the morning of Oct. 1 at Vienna, 2 o’clock of tho same day at Sebastopol, 3 o’clock at Astrachan. 4 o’clock at. Bokhara, 7 o’clock at Salgnon, i) o’clock at Yokohama, 11 o’clock at Pine Island, and noon at Fortune Island—the Ist of October at every point. On the other hand, going westward one finds that It is 10 o’clock in tho evening of Sept. 30 at the Azores Islands, 8 o’clock lit the evening at Buenos Ayres, 7 o'clock at New York, 0 o’clock at Now Orleans, 3:15 at Mexico City, 1 o'clock in tho afternoon near the Aleutian Islands, and noon at Fortune Islands—the date being Sept. 30 in each cuso. Thus one has demonstrated that It'ls noon of Oct 1 and noon of Sept 30 at the same place and at the same time. This would certainly bo embarrassing to tho good poople of Fortune Island, und in order to avoid such complications " and relieve wellmeaning Islanders in the Pacific from mixing up their Saturday and Sunday in hopeless fashion au arbitrary lino separating to-day from yesterduy or to-morrow has been agreed upon by the nuvigators of civilized nations This line has b:en drawn to avoid touching land. No one can bo exactly sure of the moment or passing it, but the line runs Just east of New Hebrides and the Now Caledonian groups and passes near the Marion Islands and Caroline Islands. Captains of vessels, Judging by the positions of the Islands mentioned, e«p fix tho dute within a few minutes. Vessels sailing from west to east on pa sing this Imaginary l'nc simply repeat tho day before on their log books, which consequently show two days bearing the same date. On the other hand ships going in tho opposite direction skip the tomorrow and lose a day entirely. In the first case the sailors get an extra day’s puy; in the second place they lose a day’s pay. The conclusion of the whole matter is that when Paris clocks Indicate a minute paßt midnight on Oct 1 it is Oct 1 going cast as far us the Imaginary lino just indicated, while it is Sept 30 going west up to the same line.—Boston Globe.

The Ruling Passion Strong in Death.

A mao died in New Jersey recently, says the Weekly Witness, who wag worth 8100,000 and had no near relatives. About an hour before his death he asked for a workman, who occupied a small home on his place. The physician and nurse surmised that he was about to give tho little homo to the workman who has proved faithful for many years. Btit when tho man appeared, his dying landlord said to him: “You only paid me $4 on the last rent, and in case 1 die I want to have things straight, you know, so I’d like you to pay the other twodollais.” The money was paid, and a few minutes after clutching it the rich man passed away, apparently happy. That Is the whole story as It comes to us through the newspapers, but It certainly Is not the end of the story. We will not know the result until the veil which shrouds the future from our vision shall have been lifted; but It is awful to think of this rich man going to meet the Judge of all tho earth with these two dollars in his hand.

Yet there was nothing amiss with the manner of this man’s death, If Judged by the ideas, current among rich church members in regard to tho right and responsibilities associated with the posesslon of wealth: for ti*ls man only claimed his own and got It. The only thing that suggests a thought of danger in connection with these two dollars Is the solemn warning given to us by the Judge that he will hold us accountable to a higher standard of righteousness than that which prevails among us Speaking of a certain rich man who had used his riches as If they we rial tos ether his own, he said: “The rich man also died, and was buried: and in hell he lifted up his eyes, being in torment,” Let those who have been Intrusted with any measure of wocldiy p osverity remember that God has made them in an especial manner their orotber’s keeper, and that they must expect to die just as they live, an.l lo Jarry with them to the judgment ieat the characters that they have built up In iheir daily lives.

A Question of Location.

As a train drew in‘o the Waldoboro depot a lady w.th $n armful of bundles stepped into the car aisle. Just then the door at one end of the car opened and the brakeman said:' ” “Waldoboro! Waldoboro!" 1 The lady immediately started down the aisle in that direction. When she was fairly a-go ng the door at the other end of the car opened and the conductor said, “Waldoboro! Waldoboro!” The lady stopped, bewildered, aud looking helplessly from one end of the car to the other, cried out: “Which end! Which end!” The Columbian postage stamp! will soon disappear and give you a chance to put in your biggest lick on something else.

INDIANA STATE NEWS.

OCCURRENCES DURING THE PAST WEEK. An Int.resting Summary of the More Important Doing* of Onr Neighbor*—Weddlng* and Deaths-Crlmea. Casnaltlea and General New* Note* of the State. tlooalrr H-tppenlngs E. C. Wilson s large residence, at NoMfcjville, was destroyed by fire. Loss $3,000. The Law and Order League of C’rawfordsville is suppressing the gambling dens there. A silver fox was recently captured in Putnam County. They are said to be scarce in that vicinity. Several, very ancient porcelain relies have boenfounl by diggers in a mound near English. Charles Amos, a prominent farmer near Shoals, eommittei suicide by shooting himself in the head. At least 500 people have so far signed tho pledge at the Francis Murphv Temperance meetings at Alhany. Win Dunbar, a prosperous farmer nearCrawfordsville, was thrown hom a bvggy, and his neck was broken. Burglars blew open tho postoffico at Bristol and robbed it of S3OO in stamps, S4OO in jewelry and S2O in cash. J Ames Dick, a Lake Erio and Western switchman in the Muncio yards, had his right arm mashod oft at the wrist.

John Marsh, Shelbyville, accidentally shot himsolf wliilo hunting, Tho shot entered his face and hands. He may recover. Lieut. J. H. Connelly, an old veteran of Groensburg, was killed by the ears noar Newj>oint. llis body was horribly mutilated. A man namod Lyons was run over and killed by an Evuusvillo and Torre Haute passongor train last night near Paxton, Hull.van County. The attempt*to get Detective Morris out of tho Peru .tail by habeas corpus j rocoodlngs, was a failure, Judge Cox refusing tho writ. In a freight collision on the Panhandlo, noar MoCrawsville, between Amboy and Bunker Hill, a caboose and two ears wero burned an l an oil tank caught lire. WHILE boys wero playing in a sand pile at Porter, they round a box containing'gold and silver undertaking furnishings. Whore they camo from is a mystery. James Lkmo.V, Anderson Hatfiold, anil Frank Stevens, charged with complicity in the killing of Abo Stumpff in a potato patch at Marlon, a few months ago, were by order of court. A company of Indlunapolis und Chicago capitalists have organized with S2SO,(MX) capital stock to investigate tho oil field in tho vicinity of Albany. Oil has boon discovered near hero that flows from the well as clear as water. .Thousands of acres of land havo already been leased. John Minnick, superintendent of the Lobanon Electric Ldght Corn puny, was instuntly killed by u telegraph pole, on which he was stretching a wire, breaking with him und he fell under it. His nock was woken. Minniok’s home was in Lawronooburg, where ho hus a mother. A DOuni.E killing occurred at Plkevillo, a smull town In tho eastern part of Pike County. A family foud has existed for some time between u man named Jim Hpradin, and a man and his son named Mitchell. Tho men got into a quarrel and Hpradin drew his revolvor and shot botn of the Mitchells dead. Hpradin made his escape. White Caps, said to be from tho vicinity of Stilesville, Hendricks County, entered tho home of Charles Rogers, near Eminence, a few nights ago with revolvers In hand, and alter subjecting tho family to mortal fear tor a timo left without further molestation. .James Glover, agod 80, has been living with his son-in-law, Rogers, and the latter was warned by the White Caps to give him sholter no longer. Tho warning was ignored, hence tho visit. An attempt was made to derail tho fast train on the Baltimore and Ohio ltoud In tho big marsh three miles east of Bremen. The ongine struck a log placed upon tho track, but was stopped before any damage was done. The log was found under tho baggage car. having been picked up by a truck. The marsh has boon surrounded by armed men for tho purposo of capturing a tough gang that lives on the Island, but as it is raining hard the marsh will soon fill up anu fender all approaches to tho Island Impossible. When the train stopped the passengers got down under the ■oats, expecting a fusilado of shots, but aone wero fired.

Patents have been granted to Indiana inventors as follows: Sebastian Bettage, Mariah Hill, folding frame for Ironing table; John W. Bliss and J. C. Erwin. Elkhart, machine for waxing or coating paper; Ernest W. Bradford, Indianapolis, fountain attachment for pens; Augustus P. Craig, Michigan City, vehicle axle: Thomas F. Harrihgton, Indianapolis, railway mileage ticket; Jumos P. Kelso, Jackson, wind or current operated wheel; Charles M. Kiler, assignor of one-half to H. E. Urmston, Indianapolis, fonce; John C. Morgol, A. T. Ball and H. M. Nagel, Brazil, broom or brush; Elijah Neff, Milford, purity for water systems; James Richey, Evanville, table leg fastening Benjamin W. Smith, Rockport, railway car-brake; John T. So', lenberg, usslgnor of ono-half to A. A. Charli s, I okomo, apparatus for plugging and top, ing tomatoes, etc.,in cans; Theadore F. Vundegrift, Shelbyvitle, bet tightener and shifter; Jacob J. Welcher. assignor of one-half to G. Ha ler, f ort Wayne, mail box; Clarence L. Wheeler, Marion, rail joint; Luke Woodward, Muneie; sash fastener. An incendiary burned the stubles of Township Trustee John C. Chambers, in Lewis Tow ns nip, Clay County. The contents, including twelve head of horses and cows, were destroyed. Loss, 82,500. AT Fort Wayne, Joseph Rauner with a shotgun blew the top of his head off. He placed the muzzle in his mouth and pullod tho trigger with a string attaehod to his toe. He was 30 years old. and leaves a widow and two small children. Rauner has been out of work for some time, and it weighed heavily on h : s mind. No other cause for the act is known. ..‘.p A man supposed to be A. C. Davis of Kokomo, was picked up on the CloverLeaf Railroad at Marion in an unconscious condition. He was cut about the head and bore other injuries. It is supposed he was struck while walking on the track. A r Columbus, tho jury in the case of the State of Indiana against Christ. Snyder, wljo with eleven others, white capped Mrs. Andy Schrader, in the night time, returned a verdict of assault and battery and a fine of S4OO. The vdrdict was a surprise to all, and is regarded as a compromise. The other defendants, it is Delieved, will offer to plead guilty. The defendants now have a 810,000 damage suit to fig hW