Democratic Sentinel, Volume 21, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 October 1897 — Page 2

Bl)tjßnnoctalicsentincl J. W. MoEWEX, Publisher. RENSSELAER, - - • INDIANA.

ZUNH CITY FOUND.

DISCOVERIES LATELY MADE IN ft __ . ARIZONA. Explorers Are Led to It by Obscure Traditions of Neighboring f’eople aad Find a Solitary Occupant—Kansas Ba.ik Cashier Found Guilty. Very Ancient Americans. One of the most fniitful of recent archaeological expeditions lindertak'en in this country has just returned to Washington with a tale of adventure and discovery, the result of a search in the barren waste of the far southwest for the ashes and crumbled mits- of lost races and forgotten civilisations. Karly in the summer Dr. J. Walter Fewkes, explorer for the bureau of with Dr. Walter Hough of the ethnological department of the National Museum, left Washington for portions of Arizona and New Mexico. The two explorers proceeded directly to the eastern boundary of Arizona, not far from Fort Defiance. According to the traditions in which they had gotten scent of the buried treasures to he excavated there once lived in those parts ancient people, said to be relatives of the Zunii, which tribe, long liefore the discovery of Columbus, occupied the site of the famous Seven Cities of Cibola, found three centuries ago by Francisco Yasquez de Coronado, in the valleys of the Rio Zuni. An Indian trader, who had squatted there several years ago, was the sole occupant of the site of this strange city when the explorers found it. This squatter had torn down ail save a small corner of the circular walls, of whose stones he had built for hirr/.-elf a substantial habitation. Previous to his arrival the ruin hod been well preserved, standing to a considerable height. The small cells or houses built in the walls had been repeated upward about four tiers of stories. The ancient spring which once had bubbled in the midst of the central courtynrd was cleared by the ingenious squatter after it had been sealed by the dust for centuries.

GOVERNMENT INVESTIGATION. Means of Preventing Mississippi Floods Wanted. , United States Senator Nelson of Minnesota and J. H. Berry of Arkansas have been in St. Paul ns part of *he senatorial committee appointed at the last session to investigate the sources of the Mississippi river in conjunction with the United States army engineers for the purpose of devising means to prevent the annual floods and for the general improvement of the up-river country. The entire party has gone to the upper Mississippi river country to commence their investigations and explorations. The investigations will develop the advisability of construct big canals to divert the overflow, extending the reservoirs and using the surplus for general, irrigation purposes as well as for improving the navigation of the river. The new river steamer built last summer for the Government took the party through the chains of reservoirs. BTOLE FROM UNCLE SAM. Government Employe Arrested for Theft of Coin. Silver dollars are missing from the strong box of the treasury in Washington, and though it. is believed that the loss is small, it may reach into the thousands. While the silver was being counted by weight a trusted employe was discovered in the act of opening one of the bags which contained 1,000 silver dollars each. It was discovered that lead had been substituted to make up the weight and Secretary Gage ordered a force of fifty men to count the silver by hand. This will take six months and will cost in the neighborhood of $25,000. FOUR TO GET $3,000,000. Fickle Fortune Makes St. Louis Young Folks Millionaires Unexpectedly. Travis Whitaker, a ybung man who is employed in a com mission house in St. Louis, and his brother, Keeble, and sisters, Belle and Fannie, are said to be heirs to $3,000,000 left years ago by a great-grandfather, who was in the East Indian trade. A grandfather of the presentheirs came to this country, settled first in Maryland, and then went to Virginia. When his father died he left no will. The property became a public trust and it is so yet.

Cashier Found Guilty. Cashier George A. Taylor of the Argentine bank, which failed last year owing thousands of dollars to depositors, wns convicted in the criminal ceurt in Argentine, K«n., of wrecking the concern. The trial had been proceeding for a week. The liabilities of the-bank when it failed were found to be sl9* 000 nnd the assets about SIO,OOO less. It wns shown statements of the bank’s conditiirti were sworn to by Taylor and that his bank held SBO,OOO worth at worthless paper. Tolstoi Suffering; from Illness. The Lokal Anzeiger of Berlin says that Count Lyof Tolstoi, the Russian author and social reformer, is suffering from an illness which will necessitate the performance of a serious operation. Pullman Is Dead. George M. Pullman, the head of the great palace car company which bears his name, died suddenly at bis home in Chicago Tuesday morning, of heart failure. Guatemalan Revolution Ended. , T|e. legation of Guatemala in Washington received the following official dispatch: “Revolution subdued; order restored all over the country.” Death of J, L. Worden. Admiral John Lorimer Worden, hero of the battle between the Monitor and the Merrimac and one of the bravest sailor fighters ever produced by the United States navy, died in Washington of pneumonia. Weds a Japonese. Sir Edwin Arnold, poet and journalist, author of “The Light of Asia,” and colleague of J. M. Lesage in the editorship of the London Daily Telegraph, has married a Japanese lady in London. Sun Turns Its Coat. The New York Sun, which for many years was the best known Democratic newspaper in the East and the Tammany organ in New York City, but which supported McKinley in the last national eiecformal announcement of Robbers Murder a Farmer’s Wife. Mrs. Isaac Paul, wife of a farmer living roar miles east of Garnett, Ivan., was murdered in her house by robbers, who ransacked the place and secured $l4O in gold. Her husband found her in a dying condition, her skull having been crushed ... wW * -

TAGGART IS ELECTED.

Present Mayor of Indianapolis to Be Nominee for Governor. Thomas Taggart waa re-elected Mayor of Indianapolis by 3,500 plurality. The Democrats also elected Charles E. Cox Judge of the police court; Charles H. Stuckmcyer, city clerk, six councilmen at large and a majority of the fifteen ward councilmen. It is the first time since the adoption of the new city charter that a Mayor has succeeded himself, and it is also the first time the city has elected officers since all the suburbs were annexed. The success of the Democratic ticket is said to mean that Taggart will be the Democratic nominee for Governor two years from next fall. His friends have been iilfonned all along that his eandidney depended upon the result of his election. Two years ago Taggart was elected Mayor by 3,722 plurality, arvi it is probable that the official returns from all the •precincts will show that he has received that large a plurality this time. "Last November McKinley received, within the limits of the old city (the suburbs had not been annexed at that time) a plurality of 6,603.

JUSTICE FIELD TO REST.

Venerable Supreme Coart Jarist la to Leave the Bench. Associate Justice Field of the SupremeCourt, having now broken all records for length of service upon the bench, has made formal application to be retired Dec. 1 next. Attorney General McKenna is to be his successor, and Judge Day, now assistant Secretary of State, will probably be appointed Attorney General. These changes have all been decided upon aad will be effected as soon as Cbngress meets, so that the Senate may confirm the.appointment. At the some time there may be other changes in the cabinet. But the

retirement of Justice Field, the appointment of Attorney General McKenna to the vacancy and the promotion of Judge Day to a seat in the cabinet are the only changes now decided upon. Justice Field has been eligible for retirement ever since Nov. 4, 1886, when he reached the age

JUSTICE FIELD.

of 70 yearp. Since that time there have been frequent rumors that he was about to leave the bench. There was no foundation for any of them, however, and it was not until a week ago that he decided to take the step. He then called upon the President and formally presented his letter asking for retirement. Efforts were made during the Cleveland administration to induce him to retire, but he would not consent to do so. It was on Aug. 16 lhst that Justice Field broke the record for length of tervice on the supreme bench, as it wag on thnt day that he exceeded the term of service of thirty-four years five months and six days to the credit of Chief Justice Marshall, whose service had up to that time been the longest in the history of the court. The total length of Justice Field’s service up to the time when his retirement will take effect, Dec. 1, will be thirtyfour years seven months and twenty days. Under the law Justice Field will receive the full salary of an associate justice of the United States Supreme Court—slo,000 per yenr—for the remainder of his life.

SPAIN WON’T PROTEST.

No Demand fdr Miss Cisneros’ Return Likely to Be Made. No alarm need be felt that serious complications between this Government and Spain will grow out of the liberation of Miss Cisneros from the Spanish dungeon at Havana by the reporter of a New York •newspaper, says a Washington correspondent. There is nothing in the existing treaties under which she can be extradited. In an excess of friendliness for a foreign nation the President, in the discretion vested in him as chief executive of the republic, might turn her back into the hands of the Spanish authorities if an urgent demand were to be made upon him. For President McKinley to take such action would be to arouse the American people into a high state of excitement, and with a knowledge that such would be the case it is extremely doubtful whether the Spanish Government would inqjgt upon such a course. The incident great excitement in the State Department. The opinion there is, however, that nothing serious will come of the incident and that the Spanish Government will not attempt any grand stand play looking to the return of the escaped prisoner. The notoriety which will attach to the young woman and the great ado which her escape has caused will be more or lees annoying to the Spanish Government, but it 14 hardly probable that the Madrid officials will be betrayed thereby into making demands which would almost certainly occasion trouble and which could under no circumstancee result in the return of the girl. There is a sentimental side to the case which would prevent any such conclusion to the affair. She ie safe on American soil, and there she ie likely to remain until she can return in safety to her island home.

A KLONDIKE GRUB STAKE.

Reasonably Accurate Estimate for One Man One Year. What is a “grub stake”? It Is moneyenough to get to the mines of the Klondike or any other country and start work. But the “grub” to eat is another story. The following estimate for one man one year, In the Klondike, is believed to be as near the proper quantities as.it is possible to guess in advance: Articles. Wt. lbs. Articles. Wt. lbs. 7 sacks flour 350 Sundrled apples... 20 1 sack cornmeal.. 50 Sundrled peaches.. 20 Rolled oats 30 Sundrled apricots. 15 Beans 100 S'ndrled ptd plums 10 Rice 20 Sundrled prunes... 10 Evap'd potatoes. . 25 Raisins 5 Evap'd onions.... 5 Figs 6 Bacon 150 Coffee 20 Sugar 50 Tea 10 6 pkgs yeast cakes 2 Butter, 14 bricks.. 28 7 lbs bkng powder 7 Pepper 1 3 lbs soda 3 Mustard 1 25 lbs salt 25 Ginger 1 1 box (120) candles 15 Soap 10 1 gross matches.. 5 Dried beef 15 Total 1,010 Extract beef...,. 2 The first thing to do is to get the goods, to be sure, but it is equally important to get them from civilization to the mines.

CUBAN SILVER DOLLARS.

Three Million of Them Are Now Being Coined in New York. A New York silver manufacturing company is coining 3,000,000 silver dollars for Free Cuba. They are coined under the direction of the Cuban Junta of that city, and are beautiful specimens of numismatic art. The new dollars cost the junta about 65 cents each for silver and manufacture, so that there is a profit of 35 cents on each

“FREE CUBA” SILVER DOLLARS.

of them for the Onban cause. If the whole issue Is sold at face value the profit will ke $1,050,000,

AT LOVES COMMAND

BY CHARLOTTE M. BRAEME.

CHAPTER XXVIII. Mrs. Carew shook her head. “Truth is often stranger than fiction,” ■he said. “Yon will not be surprised to henr that my husband and 1 did not agree for one hour. Before the sun had set on my wedding day, I felt sure that I had made myself miserable for life. We could not agree—we could not understand each other. He seemed to me a grim, stern guardian; I appeared to him n foolish, undisciplined child; and, after a time, the usual result was attained—the very intensity of his love changed iutp dislike. “Our first violent quarrel took p.aee about the time my father died. I had wept ns one who could never be 'comforted. It seemed, however, to my childish mind, a source of some comfort to reflect that my father should have one of the finest monuments in Limn. My husband refused to listen to my request; it was all nonsense, sentimental rubbish—a plain headstone would do just ns well as a marble monument. One hard word led to another. We hud the most violent quarrel of our lives. It nil seems very childish to me now, and very foolish; but then it was a terrible tragedy. We did not speak at my father’s funeral, but when it was over he enme to comfort me. 1 was lying, sick at heart, on u couch, and he tried to kiss me. ‘Do not cry so bitterly, Grace,’ be said; ‘I will try to be very kind to you.’ ‘Do not touch me—l hate you,’ 1 cried. ‘Do you mean that, Grace?’ he asked. ‘Yes, I mean it. lam sorry that I ever saw you—l am sorry that I married you. I wish thnt I could be freed from you, and never see you again—l wish that I lay dead by my father’s side!’ He stood quite still while the torrent of my wrath rolled over him. When he turned to me again his face was as the face of the dead. Had he acted wisely, he would have borne with me until my humor had changed; as it was, he invested childish passion with the dignity of n woman’s anger. He repeated, ‘Do you mean that, Grace?’ ‘I menu ten thousand times more,’ I replied; and he bowed and left me.

“After that we rarely spoke; when we did, it was to quarrel most violently—and I never failed to tell him how intensely I hated him. ‘I believe you hate me, poor child,’ he said to me once; “and it is a hard belief, too. I mnrried you because I loved you so dearly.’ I cried out thnt I had never wanted his love. T believe thnt, too,’ he said; ‘but why did you let me marry you if you knew how little you cared for me?’ ‘Because I was a child, and a foolish one,’ I cried; ‘and I am so miserable now that I wish a thousand times over that I were dead.’ He looked so strangely at me that I was frightened; there was a terrible expression on his face; his eyes seemed to flame. I saw the fingers of his hand clinch. “ ‘Are you going to kill me, Peter?’ I asked; ‘I do not know,' he replied. ‘At times I think that the wisest thing I can do is to kill you first and myself afterward —anything would be better than this terrible pain which you make me suffer.’ And from that moment I felt sure that he would murder me. I resolved upon running away. All the stories that I had ever read of jealous, angry husbands slaying their wives, all the horrible tragedies ever perpetrated, came back to me, and I felt quite sure that some such story would one day be told about me. lam no coward, but this idea took a morbid hold of me. I packed a small bog, collecte d the little sums of money that from time to time he had given me, and went away, hoping never in this world to see his face again. It was a strange coincidence, but on thnt very day a favorite and confidential clerk of my husband’s ran away; and from the advertisements that I saw, I hnd a strong conviction that my husband thought we had gone away together. “From that day that I left the house of Peter Lennox, a frightened, terrible child, in fear and trembling, I have never held any communication with him. 1 was even coward enough to be pleased that he should have a completely bnd opinion of me. I left Lima, and, with the few pounds that I had, came over to England. Then something occurred that altered my whole life. Five months after I left my husband's house my dear son Beltran was born.” Lady Ailsa uttered a low cry of surprise; and for the first time during the telling of her story, Mrs. Carew’s voict trembled and faltered. “I did wrong, then,” she said—“you will find it hard to forgive me. Mind, when I left Peter Lennox, I was but a foolish, ignorant child. Still I did wrong to conceal from my husband the fact that he had a son. I ought to have written to him at once, and told him, even had I hidden the child from his sight forever. I loved my little Beltran so dearly; he was a fine, handsome child, and in my passionate love for him I swore that he should be my own forever and that no one should ever share in his love. Before that time I had called myself Mrs. Lennox; now I resolved upon calling myself by my maiden name of Carew. I took all precautions, though, about my son—the registration of his birth, the certificate, go to prove the truth of what I say. Though I swore that Peter Lennox should never know even of his birth, still I arranged everything so that at any moment I could prove my boy’s claims.” “It is a wonderful story,” said Beatrix, in a low voice. “I have but little more to add,” continued Mrs. Carew. “When, after being in society for many years, I heard at last of Peter Lennox of Erceldean, the great millionaire, it did not occur to me that it was my husband of twenty-four years before. I thought the name was a strange coincidence—that was all. The reality did. not occur to me until I saw Beatrix, and then I recognized the Lennox face. Then for the first time I knew that I had done wrong to my son to keep from him the fact that he was i Peter Lennox’s heir. Dear Beatrix, I felt rather impatient when 1 heard you called heiress of Erceldean—af-' ter all, Erceldean belonged to Beltran and not to yon. I never once thought of making myself known, not even for my son’s sake, though at times it was a sore temptation. I should never have told the truth or owned my story but for Beltran and his love. Beltran used to tell me that when he met Mr. Lennox the rich man was very kind to him, that he took an interest in him, and my boy’s heart was fwebed tfi bis Ipndnesß Once l trembled

with fear, for it seemed to me that my Hecret must be discovered. One evening Beltran came home and told me thnt Mr. Lennox was always troubled by a shadowy likeness that he saw in his face, and a fumilinr sound thnt he detected in bis voice. I grew fearful then. 1 could easily have soiled the mystery for him, Lady Ailsa. For I have strong reason to believe that my son resembles your deceased husband, ‘Prince Charlie,’ and not his own father.” Lady Ailsa looked up quickly. “You are quite right,” she said. “I wns struck by the same thing in your son—a shadowy resemblance. Now I see it.” “Then I was stSrtled,” continued Mrs. Carew, “on finding thnt my boy had fallen in love with the millionaire’s niece. At first I wns vexed, and I tried hard to per’suade him to forget her; I knew that if ever a mmringe took place I must tell the truth. But my boy wns so wretched that my conscience reproached me, and I have yielded at last. 1 did test their love. I wanted to see whether Beatrix would be constant to Beltrnn through all fortunes, or whether she would prefer the wealth of Ijfter Lennox to the love of my son. She has come nobly out of the ordeal, and now nothing remains for me but to send for my husband and tell him the truth. Imagine —it is twenty-four years since I have seen him! What will he say to me?” Beatrix rose and clasped her arms round Mrs. Cnrew’s neck. “You bear it very bravely,” she said; “but I know that you have suffered, aunt. Only imagine—l have an aunt after all! Aunt Grace, kiss me, nnd tell me that you love me for your son’s sake.” “For his and your own,” she replied, warmly. “My dear Beatrix, all the time that I wns painting your portrait, I was longing to tell you thnt the uncle you spoke so much about was my husband, and that Beltran was your cousin.” Beatrix laughed a low, happy laugh of perfect content. “You see, after all, mamma,” she said, “I was a most wise nnd prudent girl.”

CHAPTER XXIX. Perhaps there was not n more miserable man in England than Peter Lennox, the great millionaire. He had told the detectives all the story of his marriage, and the utmost that they could discover for him in Lima was that his wife hnd gone away quite alone—that therp hnd been no such thing as an elopement with the suspected clerk, and that she wns quite free from that imputation. Then came intelligence that startled him. His wife had been traced t« London, and there she had had n son; but from the time the boy had reached his fifth year all clew to her was lost again. His emotion had been great at the thought of n son having been Bom to him —n son who, if he could find him, would be heir to his estntes, his vast wealth, and his name, who might add honor to honor nnd be the very Balvntion of his race. He wondered if it were possible to find him. He mnde almost superhuman exertions; but it was all in vain, he could glean no intelligence of his wife or son, the son whom even only to see he would have laid down his life. Disheartened, and almost despairing, he sat one morning alone in his great London drawing room—he had returned to town so as to be nearer the detectives—he could rest no longer at Erceldean. Presently a note wns brought in to him from Mrs. Carew, saying that she wished to see him upon important business, if he would be kind enough to call upon her as soon as he could make it convenient. He drove direct to the little house in Mnyfair, and asked for Mrs. Carew. “My mistress Is expecting you, sir,” said the servant, when he had told her his name. “She is in her painting room.” He followed the servant, wondering ut the beauty of the apartments, at the wealth of ornaments, pictures nnd statues. Then he reached the painting room, nnd the servant, after opening the door for him, retired. At first his eyes were disturbed by the dim, uncertain light. He saw a tall, womanly figure standing wniting for him- he could see folds of rich velvet that swept the ground; but in his confusion he did not plainly discern the face that was turned toward him. The Indy bdwed; he returned the bow; then Mrs. Carew placed a chair for him, and Peter Lennox sat down. Presently Mrs. Carew spoke. At the first sound of her voice, something in it struck him ns familiar. He told himself that it was her son’s voice of which he was reminded - the young barrister whom he had liked before he declared himself the lover of Beatrix.

“I am sorry to have troubled you,” said Mrs. Carew; “but I wanted to ask you is there no way by which we can ccuie to terms?” “To terms over what?” he inquired. “Over the marriage of your niece to my son,” she answered. “No, madam. It is a subject we will not discuss.” “Then you refuse to listen to anything that I can suggest?” she said, proudly—and the ring of passionate scorn in her voice struck him as being somewhat familiar. “You can suggest nothing practical,” he replied. “Such a marriage would be most advantageous to you and your son; but it can never take place—of that you may rest assured.” Hitherto she had been standing where her face was in the shade and half hidden from him. She went now to the window and touched the blinds; they sprang apart and admitted a flood of sunshine. She turned and confronted him, her black velvet dress trailing on the ground, her hands raised half in denunciation, her keen, brilliant, passionate face flushing, her lips curling half scornfully. “Peter Lennox,” she said slowly, “look at me; do you know who I am?” He looked at her quite indifferently. “Yes,” he replied, “you are the scheming mother of a scheming son.” “Look again,” she said— “not at the ceiling over my head, not at the wall behind me, but at my sac Peter Lennox, and tell me who I am." He looked indifferently, at first, standing just opposite to the graceful, brilliant woman whose face had such strange repressed passion in it. Then gradually, •Jowly, surely, the indifference died *w«y,,

Somethin* of wonder, of incredulity, of surprise, of fear, came in its place; his lips *r*w white and trembled, the dawn of new and great emotion name into his *7o** the calmness of his face departed he tried to apeak, but the aound died a way on his lips. “Who am I?” she repeated. He raised hit trembling bands as though to ward off a blow; all power of speech had gone from him. "I will tell you,” she said. “I am Grace Carew—Grace Lennox, your wife; and you hare disinherited your niece because you were hard, stern, cold of heart, cruelly unkind; because you did not know what human lore meant; because you trampled my girlish heart under your feet; because you could not and would not understand' what a sensitive, warm-hearted, loving nature required; because you wanted to : reduce me into a mere machine for regulating your house and saving your money! What was it to you?” she continued, in a passion of scorn, “that I had a quick, changing, sensitive soul, that I had a warm, tender nature, that I was blithe of heart and gay by nature? Less than nothing.”’

He held up his hands in deprecation. “You did not understand me,” he said. “I loved you all the time.” A slight, scornful lntigb was her answer, and then her face flushed. “You loved me, yet you suspected that I had run away with a clerk in your office. I was but a child when I ran away, but—understand me clearly, Peter Lennox—l ran away because I did not love you, and because you made my life miserable. Understand that, since I left you, my life has been filled with hard work; but it has been spotless, and you may trnce every movement of it. There is another thing, Peter Lennox. My son Beltran is your son, the lawful heir of Erceldenn. He was Born five months after l left you. I have every necessary proof to place in your hands. Mind what 1 say. I did wrong in keeping him from you; I should have given you your son. But I loved him too well; I could not part with him. He is like your brother, it appears, the Lennox who was called ‘Prince Charlie,’ and not like you.” He made no answer, but a strange gray pallor came over his face which touched her as words could not have done. “I am very sorry for the past,” she said, quietly; “I have been sorry ever since 1 fled from my home. I was very young and thoughtless.” But Peter Lennox made no answer. The tall, stern figure swayed to and fro, and then he fell with a low cry at his wife’s feet. She bent over him. “I am truly sorry, Peter,” she said, but he was unconscious, and, seeing the gray tint deepen on his face, she began to fear that he was dead. CHAPTER XXX. A few hours Inter Peter Lennox opened his eyes and found himself lying in a charming room. At first he was puzzled to know- where he was, and what had happened to him; there was a dull singing in his ears, a strange confusion in big brain; a queer uncertainty troubled him as to his whereabouts, a heavy kind of wonder and pain. He looked about him; it was an artisti* room. In all his superb mansion there was nothing like it. Then his eyes fell upon the figure of a woman kneeling by his side. Gradually all returned to him, and he knew that he was looking in the face of his wife Grace; he knew also that he had had a narrow escape from death. “Grace,” be said feebly—and his voice seemed to come from a distance—it had a faint, feeble kind of sound—“tell me all about it again. I cannot imagine that it is really true.” She repeated the story to him, and he listened with new wonder, “So I have a son,” he said—“the handsome, noble boy whom Beatrix loves? He is my son—my own son? Oh,. Grace, how shallJl learn to believe it? Can it be true —tny own son?” He repeated the. words over and over again to himself—his own son, and how should he believe Then after a time he turned to her. “Grace,” he said, “I should like to see my son.”

“So yon shall,” she replied. “I have a surprise in store for you, if you are better this evening.” “Will you—will you kiss me, Grace?" he asked in a low, trembling voice, as though he were half afraid of making the request. She bent over him. “Yes, I will, Peter,” she replied, earnestly—“l will indeed. lam sorry that things went so wrong between ns. I will say now what I have never said before—that I wish with all my heart matters had been different—that I had been older and better, you wiser and kinder.” She kissed him, and a great calm light came over his face—the stern, grim face that had known so little brightness. A contented smile-played round the lips that had smiled so little, and presently Peter Lennox fell into such a sleep as he had not had for years. It was nearly evening when he awoke again, refreshed, invigorated and almost well. His valet stood ready to attend to him, having been summoned by order of his wife. He went downstairs. His wife met him in the hall. She opened the door of the drawing room and led him in. There he saw Beatrix, Lady Ailsa and Beltran. A mist swam before his eyes. He trembled as a leaf in a strong wind. Then Beatrix went up to him and clasped her arms around his neck; but it was on Beltran’s breast that the gray head rested at last. It was to Beltran that the feeble arms clung while the old man cried: “My son—my son! Thank heaven that I have lived to see my son.” The occurrence was, as Lady Ailsa remarked afterward to the bishop, “nffist providential.” It seemed marvelous to think that Beatrix should from the first have loved Beltran. *******

The wedding Erceldean Was talked about long after it had taken place. Such a scene had not been witnessed for many a year in bonny Scotland. From miles round people flocked to see “Prince Cnarlie’s” daughter married and “the king take his own again.” Peter Lennox lavished wealth on the son of*whom he was so proud; he purchased for him one of the finest mansions in London—for Beltran would not abandon his professional career. Whenever his father mentioned such a thing to him he would say: “We have had great warriors and great statesmen amongst our ancestors; believe me that a great lawyer will add to the honor of the Lennoxes. I am to strive for the woolsack, you know.” In after years he won it, while Beatrix Lennox remained a queen of society, loved, admired and revered. One event gave her great pleasure. Three years after her own marriage Lady married the Duke of Heathlaud. Lord Rayner killed himself by drinking and dissipation, and Lady Rayner, after her year of mourning had expired, married the handsome duke, who had loved her friend so, dearly. Beatrix was delighted,, and. the Duchess of Heathland always remained her devoted friend. There was no happier woman in England than beautiful Beatrix Lennox. She was rich, honored, esteemed, beloved —she had one of the kindest of husbands, chil--dren who were most devoted; but she never forgot what had been the cost of her love* Cfhe eudO

LUETGERT CASE ENDS

IS GIVEN TO THE JURY AFTER EIGHT WEEKS. Twelve Men Deliberate Through the Night and Day Without Reaching a Verdict-Instructions of Judge Tut-hill-Scenes in the Court Room. Fate with the Jury. The trial of Adolph L. Luetgert, the Chicago sausage manufacturer, charged with murdering his wife and dissolving her body in a vat containing caustic solution, ended Monday afternoon. The trial lasted for over eight weeks and was followed by court room spectators and newspaper readers with unabated interest. Where is Mrs. Luetgert, if not dead; and if dead, by whose hand was she killed? The State propounded these questions persistently and very skillfully arrayed circumstances to indicate her death, and her death by the murderous hand of her husband. Tl\e defense as stoutly insisted that a man must not be hanged because he cannot or will not answer questions propounded by the State. Not since the trial of the alleged murderers of Dr. Cronin was a verdict more anxiously awaited than that of the jury in the Luetgert case. There was, however, a notable difference; in the Cronin case public opinion, almost unanimously, was recorded not only in favor of the guilt of the persons accused, but in favor of the sufficiency of the evidence upon which

ADOLPH L. LUETGERT.

they were convicted by a jury of their peers. In the Luetgert case, while a preponderance of opinion was in favor of the guilt of the accused, there was a large volume of doubt as to the sufficiency of evidence to warrant conviction, with its inevitable result of hanging or of imprisonment for life. In the Cronin case a verdict of guilty confidently was anticipated. In the Luetgert case it was not. The charge of Judge Tuthill was perfect in its freedom from bias; the most careful reader could not find a line in it upon which to base an opinion as to the finding of the jury. The judge’s instructions were exhaustive, and went into the generalities of the case on both sides. The establishment of the corpus delicti, he said, must be absolute in the minds of the jurors before it could be accepted that the dead body of Mrs. Luetgert had existed. The jury must believe beyond a reasonable doubt that Mrs. Luetgert had been murdered; that her body had been disposed of; but if there was no means of knowing how she had been murdered, it would be legal to bring in a verdict finding she had come to her death in a manner unknown. The impeachment of witnesses was said to be a matter for the jurors to pass upon, and that the evidence and not the words of the lawyers told the story. The instructions concluded by drawing up three forms of verdicts, one finding him guilty and imposing the death penalty; one finding him guilty and fixing imprisonment, and one finding him not guilty and discharging the prisoner. While the instructions were being read Luetgert sat back in his chair. His hands were clasped in his lap, and he riveted his gaze upon the jurors. A pallor spread over his face, and it was evident that only by a great effort did he restrain evidence of emotion. Suspense in the court room was at an extreme tension and the audience listened to the loud tones of the judge tvith breathless interest. Decorum was relaxed and spectators were allowed to leave their seats and crowd close to the rail separating the lawyers’ inclosure from the main room. Those not fortunate enough togain coveted positions near the rail climbed on the backs of seats, where many women were held poised in expectant excitement. When Judge Tuthill concluded his charge Adolph Luetgert seemed the most relieved man in the court room. He hugged his little flaxen-haired son and kissed him, and seemed as if his life was not in the hands of the jury. He was taken back to his cell to await a verdict. All night long the jury discussed the question of guilt or innocence and was unable to reach an agreement. Two ballots were taken during the night. On the first the vote was: Conviction, 7; acquittal, 4; undecided, 1. The second ballot showed eight for conviction and four for acquittal. And there the jury stood throughout the night. The evidence was thoroughly discussed, but no change was made in the opinions of the talesmen. When at 7:30 in the morning the jurors, worn out by their long deliberation, sat down to their breakfast they were still as far from agreement as at sunrise. Judge Tuthill expected that after an all-night of deliberation a verdict would be ready in the morning, and announced, that he would be in court at 9:30. He was informed that no result had been reached at that hour, however, and did not appear. At 1 o’clock he sent word to the jury room asking if there was prospect of an agreement. The jurors answered that they did not believe any decision would be reached during the day.

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At Perry, O. T„ James Weuab, a demented Creek Indian, killed an old man by the name of Jones for fish bait. Indian Agent Wisdom at Tuskahoma, I. T., has telegraphed the Interior Department that every sign indicated that the war cloud in the Choctaw tribe has passed away. Edward D. Adams has resigned as chairman of the Board of Directors of the Northern Pacific Railroad, and the office has been abolished. Mr. Adams remained as director of the compauy. The heirs to the estate of the late Senator Fair have entered a stipulation with Drs. Mizner, Livingston and Rosenstein to pay them $1,700 for holding the au'topsy on the deceased millionaire. The whalers that wintered in the Arctic last year are having hard ludfc this season. Only one of them succeeded in killing a whale this summer and the fleet that will return this fall will bring only a small revenue to their owners. Advices received from Manila, capital of the Philippine Islands, say that earthquake shocks were felt at Mindinao during the last days of September. Great damage was done to property and there was considerable loss of Ufa

PULLMAN IS NO MORE.

PALACE CAR MAGNATE DIES OF HEART FAILURE. End Comes Suddenly in the Early Morning-Started n Poor Lad at S4O • Year and at Death Was Rcpnted Worth $40,000,000. Career Is Closed. George M. PuHman, president of the Pullman Palace Car Company, died at 5:30 o’clock Tuesday morning, at his home in Chicago. Death was sudden, and is attributed to heart failure. Monday night Mr. Pullman retired at 11 o’clock, after entertaining a party of friends at his home. At that time he made no particular complaint regarding his health. During the past month Mr. Pullman had been ailing, but the trouble was not suffi- • dent to interfere with his business, and Monday he was at his office as usual. Early T deed ay morning a friend, who was stopping with Mr. Pullman, heard a slight noise from his host’s bedchamber and entered to see Mr. Pullman make his way to a safe, where he fell gasping for breath. Physicians were summoned, but the sick man had expired before a doctor could reach his side. His very sudden death came as a shock to his relatives and friends, and as it became known throughout the city formed the chief topic of conversation in business circles. Mrs. Pullman was in New York at the time of her husband’s demise. Founder of a City. George Mortimer Pullman, one of Chicago’s most distinguished citizen* and founder of the city which bears hi* name, was born in Chautauqua County, N. Y., March 3, 1831. At the age of 14 he was

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a derk in a country store at S4O a year and his board. Three years later he went to Albion, N. Y., where he was employed as a cabinetmaker. During the following ten years he was engaged in contract work of various kinds. In 1859 he went to Chicago. Between 1859 and 1862 he remodeled several passenger coaches into sleeping cars. These cars were first run over the Chicago and Alton and Galena and Chicago railroads. In 1865 the first complete sleeping car, “The Pioneer,” was finished at a cost of SIB,OOO. He then *■ organized the Pullman Palace Car Company and established the plant at the town of Pullman, which was a plan of his own creation, and has grown to splendid proportions and is known the world over as a model city. At the time of his death Mr. Pullman is reputed to have been worth $40,000,000. The Pullman Palace Car Company Is the largest railroad manufacturing interest in the world. It employs a capital of $40,000,000 dnd has assets exceeding $45,000,000. About the time of the World’s Columbian exposition it had in its service 2,239 cars and employed 13,885 persons, whose annual wages aggregated $3,331,527, being an average of $6lO per capita. At present, however, both the number of employes and their wages are lower than then. But, although Mr. Pullman was the moving spirit of this vast enterprise, his capacity for business was not fully satisfied in any single venture. Among the important interests with which he was identified were the Eagleton iron works of New York, and the New York Loan and Improvement Company, which he organized and which built the Metropolitan Elevated Railway on Second and Sixth avenues. He had also been interested in the Nicaragua canal plan since its inception. At the time it was constructed, in 1884, the Pullman office building, where the business headquarters of the car company are maintained, was probably the finest business and apartment block in Chicago, and it does not stand behind many to this day. His home, a mansion of brown stone on Prairie avenue and Eighteenth street, is one of the finest appointed residences in Chicago. In business Mr. Pullman was prompt but never hasty .a Socially, he was courtly in manner, but his formality was not snch as to make him unapproachable. In 1867 he married Miss Hattie A. Sanger, daughter of James T. Sanger of Chicago. Their four children are Florence, Harriet, George M. and Walter, the last two being twins.

GEN. RAMON BLANCO

Succeeds “Butcher’’ Weyler as Cap-tain-General in Cuba> Gen. Ramon Blanco, who succeeds Gen. Weyler in Cuba, is credited with being one of the ablest commanders in the Spanish army. As governor of the Philippine Islands he gave satisfaction to his Government and treated the natives with justice and moderation. While much of his worjk in Cuba will be of a military nature, it is certain that he will follow the example of

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(Sen. Campos and carry out all his military operations according to the accepted principles of warfare, thus reversing the savage and sanguinary policy of Weyler. Gea. Blanco is a fine appearing man and is entirely in sympathy with the policy of the Liberal party, which means to grant autonomy to Cuba. The Cubans, however, will probably reject any such offer and will fight fp thp last sos their iqgt* peodwwe.