Democratic Sentinel, Volume 22, Number 8, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 February 1898 — Page 2

WOOED AND MARRIED

BY CHARLOTTE M BRAEME

CHAPTER XIV. Lord Caraven stood in the billiard room rat Uavensmere; he had been playing with one of his friends, who, having received a telegram, had gone to answer it. He stood alone, leaning carelessly against the open veranda, something more than his usual indifference darkening his face; he never liked interruption during a game. “A most unpropitions moment,” thought the young countess, :fs she caught .sight of him; hut, having given her word to Sir Raoul, she would have marched up to the mouth of a loaded cannon rather than have broken it. Rooking up, the earl could not but confess that he had seldom seen a lovelier picture than his young wife at that moment presented, with a Hush on her face, and her hands filled with sprays of fragrant mignonette. She would not reveal her hesitation, but went straight to him, smiling so that he little guessed how her heart beat. He raised his eyebrows as she drew nearer to him. What was going to happen? Before he had time to speak his face was buried in a soft, dewy mass of fragrant mignonette. ‘There!” said a laughing voice. "You said this morning that this was your favorite flower. I have been looking for the most fragrant sprays of it that I could find.”

He could not believe the evidence of his senses; it was incredible that the laughftig voice belonged to his cold, proud wife —the girl who had swept imperiously from the room when he saw her last. He looked at her in amazement. She would not •see the surprise on his face or make the least difference because of it. "You bare tbe very pick of the garden here.” she said; "every spray has its own special beauty.” He roused himself, and tried to recover from the wondering stupor that had overcome him. “You really remembered, Hildred. what - said?” he began. with a pleased look. “Yes, and I think you showed good taste." she replied. "I know no flower lovelier than fragrant mignonette.” "And you really think that I have good taste?” he said. "Yes. Why should that surprise you?” she asked, with a smile. His face flushed, and his e-yes drooped. "I landed,” he said, hurriedly, "that you considered me altogether graceless, and without one re-deeming quality. 1 believe this is the- first thing that you have ever given me of your own fre-e will, is it not?” “So,” she replied, quietly, “it is not.” "Ah, pardon me,” he said, with a quick change of face and voice—“you gave me your fortune!” There was hot rebellion for one moment —hot, hitter rebellion. Then she remembered Sir Raoul's words. It was for her husband’s good. She trampled down the hot impulse of angry pride—she stilled the bitter anger and contempt. Her victory over herself was so great that she was even surprised at it. She laid her band on his arm. “Nay, Lord Carnven,” she said, gently, “you are quite wrong. I was not thinking of money. Gold is dross —I despise it —I could almost hate it for the mischief that it makes. I was thinking of something very different from money—something that money could not buv.” He was looking at her with keen curiosity.

“Hildred, what have you given me that money could not buy?” The dark eyes gleamed -softly. “I will not tell you, Lord Curnven,” she answered. “But I must know. You have excited my curiosity—you must gratify it. You have enumerated three things that money cannot buy—happiness, virtue, love. It was none of these. Then what could It be?” “I must go, Lord Caraven,” she said, her face growing hot and her heart beating quickly. “If you weigh every word that I say, I shall have to be very careful.” “Hildred, tell me what you mean?” he requested. “What have you given me?” “I will tell you,” she replied, laughingly, “ when you have counted all those tiny leaves on the mignonette.” She turned to go, but, he put out his hand to detain her. She eluded him, and, with a light laugh, disappeared, leaving him by the veranda alone. “You look astonished at something,” said Lord Caraveu’s friend to him when he returned to resume their gume at billiards. “Yes,” replied the earl. “I have seen a ghost.” “A ghost! The ghost of what?” “I am not quite sure,” replied the earl; “but I think it was the ghost of what might have been.”

CHAPTER XV. Lady Caraven was pleased as she dressed for dinner. She had seen something in her husband's face that day which had surprised her, something that drove away the indolent, easy expression. Was the Bleeping lion roused at last? Had her passionate words, her keen indignation, moved him? Had he grown ashamed of his indolence? Had he tired of his pleasures? When the gentlemen came into the drawing room she made herself most fascinating and charming. She sang, she talked; the whole party thought her exceedingly entertaining. It was w hen her husband was looking most pleased, and listening to her with real interest, that she went up to him. “I have a little favor to ask of you,” she said. “Will you give me five minules of your time this evening?” His look was one of pleased, bright expectation. “Assuredly, Hildred—as long ns you like. lam beginning to think that my interviews with you are welcome ones.” So. when most of the visitors hail gone to their respective rooms, the earl lingered. It was something novel to him, this appointment with his own wifesomething piquant. He waited for her in the drawing room, where the blinds were still undrawn, and through the windows of which a lovely moon was shedding floods of silvery light. “You are very kind to wait, Lord Carafes,” she said. “I could not get away before. Lady Darners insisted on my going to her room to see a new-fashioned head-dress Worth has sent her. I could not get away. lam afraid you are tired.” “No,” he replied; “1 have been watching the moon and thinking.” "I hare come to ask of you,” said the ywnc countess —“a favor on whiob the

I whole of my life depends. In granting it I you will make me happy; if you refuse it : I shall be miserable.” "What is it. Hildred?” he asked. "I j do not in the (east understand.” "It is this. I want you to let me be | your steward —I mean, let me have charge nf your estate. I could do the duties far ! better than Mr. Blantyne.” "I give him a targe salary,” said Lord Caraven. naif laughing—"he ought to do I them well.” “But you have sceu for yourself that he does not,” she returned, “lie is not a • just steward.” “So,” was the grave admission, “he is not just. It is that which grieves me. He j has abused my trust. 1 shall never believe in him again.” "Then let me take his place,” she cried, eagerly. "I do not mean in the mere keeping of accounts —you will always want some one for that —nor even in the I looking after little details; but let me be your head steward, Lord Oaraven, and the welfare of your tenants and dependents, the well-being of your estate, the care of your property shall lie my one interest in life. I will be content to work early and late, to live without pleasure, if you win only grant my prayer.” "Bnt you are a lady. Hildred. How could you find time for it?” In her eagerness she forgot her reserve —she laid her hand upon his arm, and looked into his face. “I am not a fine lady; I am a lawyer’s daughter. It may even be that 1 inherit my father's liking for business. I shall find time, believe me, if you will give your consent.” “What would you do. Hildred, supposing I gave my consent?” he asked. “Say rather what would I not do. I would reform all abuses. I would make Raveusmere a model estate—people should point to it as a pattern. I would make your laborers men; they are now only soulless drudges. 1 would pull down those wretched cottages where squalor and disease run riot, and build in their places ; houses such as even the poor could love. I would educate the children. What a I question it is you ask me! What would i 1 not do?” The earl rose from his chair; he bent his head with chivalrous grace before 1 her. "My wife,” lie said, “you shame me.” “No,” she cried, “you must not say that ; to me.”

"I repeat it—you shame me,” he went on. "Yes, I give ipy consent—my free, full, hearty consent. You will make a better mistress of Ravensuiere than I do a master. You shall be the queen regent; I will be your prime minister. I place and leave all authority in your hands, and I promise you most faithfully that I will never interfere; you shall pull down and build up, you shall do just ns you will, I will never interfere.” She was so overjoyed with his promises, with the change in his manner, with the earnestness on his face, that she forgot all about her restraint and indifference, and she kissed the hand that held her own. She saw her husband’s face Hush crimson, and she drew back suddenly.

“I beg your pardon,” she said; “I am very sorry. I did not think of what I was doing, I was so overjoyed.” He took no notice of the involuntary caress, nor of the apology, though both had struck him. “I am glad that you are pleased, Hildred,” he said. "In placing my interests in your hands I feel that I have done to-day the wisest action of my life. Tomorrow we will send for Blantyre, and you shall confront him.” She left him then, pleased, happy, confused, with an overwhelming sense of the responsibilities she has assumed, and with something, she could hardly tell what, stirring in her heart, while Lord Caraven looked in nmnzemeut at the hand she had kissed. He wondered if he should ever understand her; and he began dimly to perceive that in the money lender's daughter he had found a noble, high-souled, glorious woman. Before many days had elapsed it became apparent that a new' reign had begun at Ravensmere. Sir Raoul was charmed and delighted; he never wearied of praising Lady Caraven, and telling her what a noble work she was doing; he did his best to help her. A wonderful change was coming over the earl. Not that he was beginning even in the least to love his wife —that idea had not yet occurred to him; but he was beginning to treat her with great respect, to recognize the fact that she was a high-souled woman. But, although the idea of love had not occurred to him, their relations toward each other were fast changing. The beautiful, gifted wife was fast taking her place in every respect nnd in every way, except in her husband's heart. Lady Caraven lost no time when her husband had once given her permission to act. He affected to laugh and feel amused at her zeal and her enthusiasm —in reality it shamed him. He asked her what her first reform was to be; and she told him all the laborers’ cottages were to be pulled down, nnd fresh houses built for them—houses whore the first laws of health could be regarded. She Wanted good fresh air, dry walls, pure water, plenty of room. She did not rest until the workmen were busy in removing what she called the “fever-acres.” She was to have her own way, yet she showed the sweetest submission to her husband. When the architect and builder waited upon her with plans for the model cottages, she took them at once to him. He looked up laughingly. “You pay me a compliment, Hildred,” he said, “but it is your affair entirely, not mine.”

“I shall find no pleasure in it unless I have your npprovul,” she replied. “I am your head steward, not your guide. Lookover these with me.” They discussed them in full detail, and that conversation had something so interesting, so piquant in it, that the earl was deeply interested. “Thank you,” said Hildred, looking up with a charming smile—“l am grateful to you for relieving me of my perplexity.” “The pleasure has been all on my side,” he answered; and that was the most gallant speech that the earl had yet made to his wife. So time passed an, and the beautiful summer days were filled with schemes and plans for the benefit of others. It seemed to the earl that he was really waking up from a long sleep. The world was wearing a different aspect for him. He had never even given a thought to politics. With the arbitrary insolence of youth he had pronounced them nonsense —and that was one of the things that Sir Raoul most deplored. Hildred, too, was sorry for it. She had been so successful in other matters that she ventured at last upon this. It was by a series of welldirected questions that she first aroused

his attentkn-. In trying to answer theta he grew interested himself. "If I eould vote,” Hildred had a fashion of saying, “I should try to urge that measure.” At last Lord Caraven awoke to the consciousness that in the government of Britain’s mighty empire he, too, ought to have voice. They had seen nothing of John Blantyre since his abrupt dismissal. The earl had been told that be had left Mere Cottage, but that he was living at Court Raven. That piece of intelligence did not trouble him; the nnjust stewnrd was part and parcel of the past—a past he was beginning to think of with regret. Nevertheless, John Blantyre lived only for his revenge. (To be continued.)

LITTLE LOTTA.

Tl* e Old-Time Favorite Is Happily Resting in Retirement. It Is given to few actresses to retire gracefully from the stage. In fact. It might almost be said of them that none resign. Y’esterday, however, says a New York correspondent of the Chicago Chronicle, I ran across the case of an actress, second to none in America in her day, who has contrived to retire from the stage without unseemly talk and to stay away from it in the peaceful contemplation of a life of perfect privacy and quiet. Lotta is happy to be Miss Crabtree now and until she dies. She loved her calling when the country rang with her praises, but she has no regrets, or, if she has, conceals them thoroughly from her most intimate friends. Her disposition is sunshiny, and those of you who remember her, let us say, as “Musette,” can understand what I mean when I say that Lotta is “Musette” still, cheerful childish iu a sweet, unaffected way, devoted to her mother first of all and always, and rejoicing in her old friends, for she makes few new ones now. Miss Crabtree’s devotion to her mother is a source of delight to those who are privileged to see it. She has concentrated her affection—and she is full of it—upon the dear old lady. This live is all returned, and the two are almost inseparable. The other day Miss Crabtree—l can hardly resist calling her Lotta—much against her will, had to leave her mother for the best part of the day. The cruel man who caused this separation was the agent looks after the renting of the flat bi/ldings in Upper New York which belong to Miss Crabtree. He insisted upon her inspecting her property. Her description of the tour afterward was awfully funny. She saw the amusing side of everything—even the janitors failed to depress her spirits.

Miss Crabtree is a very wealthy woman, which makes her simplicity of life anil the pleasure she finds in it the more remarkable. “There is a halo of happiness about that little red head,” said one of her best friends to- me the other day, “and she keeps it aglow, I believe, by thinkiug most of the time of others, and especially of her mother. She has a beautiful home here in New York, and she stays in it a great deal longer every year than one of her medns in this part of the world usually does.” Lotta will never return to the stage, and it Is a privilege to be able to recall her charming impersonations, but I can not help feeling that if she had been born a generation later and then found some one to direct her artistic instincts in a proper way, she would have achieved greater triumphs and left upon the public a deeper impression. Her genius was never extended fully. The plays in which she appeared were the veriest trash. She shone in spite of them. We remember Lotta in this character or that, but the very names of the plays to which they belonged are fast being forgotten. But what does it matter to Lotta, still the darling of every one who saw her, and, most of all, beloved by her own sex, “though lost to sight to memory dear?” So Lotta the actress retired without regrets to Lotta the constant cricket of her own happy hearth.

Fooled by a Smuggler.

“All this talk about smuggling recalls some of the things I learned when I was in the service,” announced a retired crook catcher the other day. “Xew ways of beating the government are being devised right along and many of the tricks I discovered are old now. There used to be more trouble with tile diamond smugglers than there appears to be at present. I have found the sparklers in women's back hair, hat ornaments, hollowed shoe heels and sewed up in various articles of wear; in dog collars, in horses’ hoofs, in fruits and vegetables, in trunks with false bottoms, in pipes and cigars, in canes, on the necks of carrier pigeons and. even buried in men’s flesh after the manner of the Kaffir diamond thieves. “But the man who did the slickest business, without ever being suspected, told me about it afterwards. He was a retired detective who had served with great credit. Shortly before resigning he claimed to have received a beautiful diamond ring with three very large stones, from a New Yorker for whom he had been able to save a good deal of money. It was certainly a magnificent ring nnd the matter was duly exploited in the papers. He professed to be doing a private business, that took him across the river frequently, and he would often use the ferry three or four times a day. He always wore the dazzling ring and I looked at it every day for months. Yet that fellow was making big money smuggling diamonds. “How? Why, he had a paste ring made exactly like the genuine one. He would wear the paste one over, leave it to be set with diamonds, wear them back, have them replaced with paste, and thus carry on the game right before our admiring eyes. We never suspected the rascal.”

Cannot Have His Wife Abroad.

It is a strict rule with the big transAtlantic steamship companies that the wife of the captain shall not travel in his ship. The supposition is that if anything should happen to the ship the captain, instead of attending to his public duty, would devote his attention mainly to the safety of his wife.

There are few higher qualifications than that of reflection on surmounted evils, when they were not incurred nor protracted by our fault, and neither reproach us with cowardice not guilt.

DOGS OF WARGROWL

Belief that a Conflict with Spain Is Impending. DONS COULD NOT PAI. Unable to Make Proper Indemnity for Maine Disaster. Ihe Most Reliable Advices, Pending Official Reports, Are to the Effect that the 111-Fated Ship Met with Foul Flay—Senators anil Representatives at Washington Become Aroused —Governors of Many States Offer T roo I is. Since the terrible destruction of the battleship Maine iu Havana aarlior the United States has been facing the gravest crisis of the last thirty years of its history. The people have been stirred by the disaster as they have net been since the close of the war for the Union. From the South, from the North, and from the far West have come magnificent outbursts

MARINE HOSPITAL, KEY WEST.

Where some of the wounded of the Maine cretv are being eared for.

of national sentiment showing how profoundly this great nation is agitated. The Maine was one of the finest battleships afloat; one of the most perfect in construction, one of the most complete in equipment. All that modern invention, long experience and trained intelligence could do to make her efficient and safe had lieen done. And yet this magnificent vessel, at anchor iu the harbor of a friendly nation, was destroyed with greater loss of life than would have followed an engagement with the whole Spanish fleet in Cuban waters. Had the Spanish cruisers and torpedo boats attacked tile Maine, and sent her to the bottom with the loss of 250 lives, the calamity would have been hard to hear. But to have the Maine destroyed ns she was destroyed is calamity unbearable. It was useless to cry patience when there was no pntienee. It was useless to ask for suspension of judgment when judgment had been given. That judgment was against Spain, and if reversed it would be only on the testimony of witnesses who had standing in the court of public opinion. No foreign country can appreciate the full depth of American patriotism, writes a Washington correspondent, and it takes an incident of this sort to show it up in its full strength and magnificence. Gov. Tanner of Illinois was the first to offer the fighting forces of his State to the nation. Gov. Mount of Indiana telegraphed that Indiana would make a generous response to arms. Gov. Black of New Y’ork sent word that militia of the Empire State, numbering 14,(XX), could mobilize withiu twenty-four hours after orders were received. The belief is also expressed that there are 000,000 men in New York State available for service. Gov. Atkinson of West Virginia insists that he will furnish at short notice fifteen of the best regiments that can be raised in the Union. Gov. Holcomb of Nebraska will supply 1,200 well-drilled men and pledge 200,000 volunteers. Gov. Wells of Utah says his State will do its full duty when it comes to raising troops. Adjt. Gen. Sykes of Tennessee will enlist 1,800 experienced soldiers and raise 50,000 volunteers. Gov. Clough ol’ Minnesota wires: “Minnesotians are fighters, and will only be satisfied in the front ranks.” Gov. Stephens of Missouri declares that if war is declared he will issue a call for 150,000 troops. And so it goes and so Tt comes, w - ith other warrior States to hear from. There is no lack of soldiers. Spain can depend upon that. Old Glory was at half-mast because the tears were being shed for the dead in Havana, but it proudly and defiantly waves in tile breezes that blow from the north. South, east and west, and it will be well for the Spaniard if the good ship Maine went to the bottom of the Havana harbor as the result of an inscrutable act of providence. This Washington correspondent, whose assertions are thought to be reliable, says that private talks with members both of the Senate and House clearly indicate that there is a volcano at the Capitol which may burst into activity at almost any time. The pictures of the wreck received in Washington, reproductions of which are shown on this page, coupled with the general tenor of newsnaper dispatches, have gone far to convince members of Congress that the Maine was blown up from the outside. They are willing to wait a reasonable length of time for the board of inquiry to discover something definite, but as the general opinion is in favor of a torpedo or sub-

END VIEW OF THE WRECKED MAINE.

marine mine, failure to discover positive evidence of an accident will only serve to confirm this opinion. Several well-known Senators talked with say that they are being fairly inundated with letters and telegrams regarding the catastrophe in Havana harbor, and that ninety-nine out of a hundred of them look upon the explosion as the result of a Spanish plot and demand action ae-

THE WRECK OF THE MAINE—FROM A PHOTOGRAPH TAKEN THE MORNING AFTER THE EXPLOSION.

■y A\ At expert* cisim Hut Us* appearance of the t«tiled and ton, wreck i> in itself evidence 8 <*•'' ,h, “ M ‘ iar <h-.tn.yed by ouulde lofioenoe*. The portion of the wreck £' show. th»t the .hock was from the »ide. The main deck between the forward and after X magazines is 1,10 w,, up« urd and to the starboard. The forward stnokestaol is thrown back and C ! u. tiie smrU.nf The a bote wrrek has a list to port. It is claimed that the picture indicates 9 that He- Maine was destroyed by a .iihmarine mine. After awning is in view; ship s rail is ,ix S fee, under water: sup.Ts.ruct,,re Iwisted and thrown aft; forward superstructure thrown 2UO 8 feet from the ship forward; smokestack lying down. Q

cordingly. Conservative leaders are becoming startled by these expressions of public opinion, and they say this is eviduee of a rising tide of popular indignation which will sweep Congress from its feet unless something is done to allay the excitement. The newspaper reports indicate with surprising unanimity that a submarine mine destroyed the Maine. If these reports are not contradicted promptly and officially Congress will surely respond with a declaration of war. which is clearly within its powers, and which the President will lx* forced to obey. The people demand that if ships and men are to be lost it shall be in open warfare, and not in so-called peaceful harbors. Any police magistrate would hold the Spaniards under the evidence now at hand on suspicion and require them to prove their innocence. This is exactly the position taken by nine-tenths of the members of Congress. This opinion, declares the correspondent. represents clearly the private sentiment of Senators and Representatives. They all say that the time has gone by for any questions of belligerency and that the only point at issue now is whether the United States shall seize Havana harbor, root up its submarine mines and make it free and safe to the navies of the world. The administration fully recognizes the dangerous situation. May Ask Big Indemnity. A statement was made Tuesday by an official of the Navy Department who is thoroughly conversant with the Spanish

LOOKING FORWARD FROM THE AFTER SEARCHLIGHT.

situation, that if it should be proved that the Maine was destroyed by an outside explosion, a submarine mine or torpedo, whether with the knowledge of Spanish officials or not, that Government must be responsible, and that President McKinley would demand an indemnity in the neighborhood of $15,000,000. The value of the vessel is estimated at $5,000,000. The rest to be paid to relatives

ENTRANCE TO HAVANA CEMETERY. Here lie many of the Maine victims.

of officers and men who lost their lives by the destruction of the vessel. Another official very close to the administration said that there is no danger of the United States being suddenly plunged into war. Public sentiment, he said, is in favor of fighting rather than to suffer injury and insult, but the public is powerless to declare war. That function belongs to Congress, and though a provocation of war may be upon us it is a safe assumption that no ill-considered step will be taken. In case indemnity is demanded, Spain will spar for time and cause a convenient delay, and when this state has been reached the administration can do one or all of the several things. It can, at anytime, attempt the collection of its indemnity at the mouth of the cannon. Subsequent to payment, an abject apology can be demanded, and when made and the debt paid, it will be concluded that the stain upon American honor has been wiped out.

READY FOR A FIGHT.

In Case of Trouble with Spain the United States Would Be Prepared. In spite of all denials it is well known that unusual efforts are being made to arm and equip every sea coast fortification, and that the regular army officers throughout the country have been quietly notified to put their commands into the best possible condition. The President does not want war, and will go a long ways out of his way to avoid it. but he fully recognizes the force of public sentiment and is preparing rapidly- for the worst that may come. Press dispatches from different points show preparation that is being made: Columbus, O. —The Ohio militia is preparing to respond to the President's call for troops in the event war is declared between the United States and Spain. St. Augustine, Fin.—Captain Hubbell, with one battery, has bee'n sent to Sullivan's island, and a few days ago Lieut. Van IXuzen departed for Fort Moultrie

with a detail of twenty men to take charge of coast defenses. Army officials here freely discuss the probability of trouble with Spain. At Norfolk, Ya.. the Norfolk navy yard received instructions to have the hionitor Terror ready for sea. Both the Puritan and Terror have been shipping recruits for the vacancies caused by the Maine disaster. Providence, K. I.—The 150 officers and men in the three companies of the Rhode Island naval reserves nre fully equipped for any emergency and nre prepared to answer a call to duty on board any of the Government war vessels within five hours. At Cincinnati, 0., a recruiting office for soldiers to serve in case of war with Spain was opened at Mergard's Hall. Many men sighed the muster roll. A member of Nelson Post, G. A. R., issued a dodger headed “To arms, to arms.” Hundreds of white badges and buttons with the words “Volunteer—On to Havana” have been distributed. New York. —Never before since the days of the war of the rebellion has the Brooklyn navy yard seen so pronounced an activity on the part of officers and men. No longer do the officers deny that the Government is making the most strenuous preparations “to meet any emergency,” us they express it. Such a denial would be useless. For the first time in many years the ordnance warehouse was open on Washington’s birthday. At Charleston, S. C., work on the Gov-

ernment fortifications is being rapidly pushed. The navy yard force is kept busy putting the guns in shape for war. In Fort Sumter a torpedo tube which commands the entrance to the harbor is prepared for work. The garrison, consisting of eighty-five men on Sullivan’s island, is ready for any orders that may be sent from Washington. Key West, Fla.—The preparation for war can be seen on every hand, and from the naval station stores are being sent to the battleships at Tortugas. Eve.'y night the battleships New York and lowa clear decks for action, and everything suspicious is stopped and spoken. Soldiers can be seen everywhere. Troops that would enlist from this city are acclimated to yellow fever, and could be sent to the interior of Cuba without fear of taking that dreaded disease.

SPAIN IS LIABLE.

Dqns Are Pecuniarily Responsible for Loss of the Maine. Good authorities on international law say that if it is proved that there were mines in the harbor of Havana, Spain is liable for the disaster to the Maine, whether those mines exploded by accident or through the criminal act of an individual Spaniard, Whether an official or not. They believe that if Spain had laid submarine mines in the Havana harbor it was her duty to warn the officers of the Maine of the danger they incurred in anchoring there. They cite precedents, whereby nations have recovered damages in instances very similar to the one in point, to prove Spain’s liability, not only for the loss of the ship, but for indemnities for the sailors whose lives were lost in the explosion. The liability of Spain, they say, could not be denied if neither the place of anchorage was assigned to the Maine bySpanish officials nor the explosion was due to the criminal act of some individual, but simply to some unacountable necident. For while Spain had unquestionably the right to provide her harbor with submarine mines and torpedoes, she was

ORDERLY WILLIAM ANTHONY.

This is the marine who, when Capt. Sigsbee ran from his cabin just after the explosion on the Maine, saluted his superior, and in a calm voice said: ’-Sir, 1 have to inform you that the ship has been blown up and is sinking.” “What a soldier,” exclaimed Capt. Slgsbee, In admiration.

morally bound to warn any ship of a friendly nation—not only a man-of-war, but the same holds true of any merchantman—of the danger that would be incurred by anchoring in that harbor except in a safe position consigned to her. Any

power that allows a ship of a friendly nation to enter her harbor thereby implicitly declares that it is safe to do so, fortified or not. So in all these eases there seems to be a cleat ease of responsibility on the part of Spain.

NEW SPANISH MINISTER.

Senor Polo de Bernabe, Who Succeeds Be Lome in Washington. * Senor Polo de Bernabe, the new Spanish minister to Washington, is the sou of

SENOR POLO DE BERNABE.

Admiral Polo of the Spanish navy, who was minister to the United States during President Grant’s administration and who was chiefly instrumental in staving off belligerency recognition in the last Cuban rebellion. Senor Polo, as he is called, is by no means the brusque democrat his father was. He is a colorless young man of almost no force of character at all, and has been carried along in the diplomatic offices of Spain by administration after administration for the sake of his father and his family. He has done little of note during his official life, although he is a man of much learning. He speaks English fluently, and has a wide acquaintance with commercial history, on which subject lie has written a number of valuable treatises. His wife, Senora Mendez de Vigo, the daughter of the present Spanish ambassador to Germany, is an accomplished woman not unknown in Washington society. The new minister is not the Polo who was attache and third secretary of the Spanish legation here from 1873 to 1881. That official was a brother of De Lome’s successor and is now dead. The dead brother's career was exceptionally brilliant. He rose to an importance almost equal to his father’s.

Will Not Help Spain.

Mr. Ilanotaux, the French minister of foreign affairs, denied the report that, in the event of war between Spain and the United States, France would aid Spain. He said: "The French Government has not contemplated the probability of war between Spain and the United States. The statement that France wjll take the field against America is absurd. I prefer to think that the memories of Colunjbgs, Washington and Lafayette are suffleient-

DIVER IN UNIFORM READY FOR WORK.

ly entwined to make the three nations settle any differences upon an intellectual basis.”

For a Monument to Victims.

Representative Cummings of New- York introduced the following resolution in the National House of Representatives: “Resolved, That the sum of SIOO,OOO be and the same is hereby appropriated but of any money in the treasury not otherwise appropriated, to be expended under the direction of the Secretary of the Navy for the erection of a monument at Fort Lafayette, New York harbor, in honor; of the officers, sailors and marines pf -the United States war vessel Maine who Jost their lives in the harbor of Havana on the night of Tuesday, Feb. 15, 1808.

Told in a Few Lines.

There is a possibility that both branches of Congress will adjourn about May 1. Rich gold quartz has been discovered in the Pembina Mountains, in southern Manitoba. Last year the exports of the ‘United States were 50 per cent larger than the exports of France. There have been four mysterious .assassinations in Houston, Tex., during : Rie past two weeks. A French aeronaut is planning to go hunting for Andree with a team of balloons joined together. A tribe of Indians with yellow hair and blue eyes has been discovered in the mountains of Sonora, Mexico. The lemon industry on the Pacific coast is growing very rapidly. Two thousand car loads will be shipped East during the present season. The British fishing schooner Spinaway, heavily coated with ice, was blown from the const of Newfoundland across the Atlantic to the Azores. Mrs. Mary Maschin, a New York boarding house keeper, has been sent to the work house for begging food on which to feed the boarders. A Prescott (Ariz.) dispatch says that reports from the Grand Canyon of the Colorado state that iee formed in the river during the recent cold spell at a depth of from 4,000 to 5.000 feet below the mesa.