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Houtte Proceedings.

WASHINGTON, March 18.—The house devoted the day to the bill to amend the administrative tariff act of 1890, and passed it without substantial amendment. The purpose of the bill is to strengthen the act of 1890, some weak spots having been developed during the six years it has been in operation. The bill was drawn after extensive hearings and the advice and assistance of the treasury department, the 3xard of general appraisers, importers and others with practical experience 011 the subject. One of the most important changes makes increased duties and penalties for undervaluation commerce at the point of undervaluation and not at 10 per cent above the undervaluation as provided by the present law.

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BOSTON, March 18.—George Dixon of Boston defeated Jerry Marshall of Australia in seven rounds at music hall hist: night. Marshall hurt his leg in the lifth round and was unable to continue the bout any longer. The match was under the auspices of the Prescott Athletie club and was the star event of the season. More than -1,000 people were present. Jimmy Oolville officiated sis referee.

Peusion l.aws Amended.

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An Attorney Barred.

WASHINGTON, March 18.—Thomas G. Pike, an attorney of Laurel, Ind., was disbarred from practice before the interior department yesterday. He is charged with irregularities in the execution of pension vouchers, in signing names of claiments in their absence, and also with taking illegal fees.

Taken Rack to Cincinnati.

BOSTON, March 18.—Colonel Merritt H. Day, who was arrested here on March 3 on the charge of obtaining $14,000 by alleged false pretenses from Joseph Rhodes and Joseph Megrue in Cincinnati in July, 1892, was taken back to Cincinnati yesterday, requisition having been waived.

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The Run oil Oold.

WASHINGTON, March 18.—The treasury yesterday lost $92,300 in gold coin and $45,100 in bars, which leaves the true amount of the reserve $1.27,564,110.

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By WILL LISENBEE.

[Copyright, 1896, by American Press Association..!, "She spoEe impulsively, lifting her hand to heaven, a vengeful light shining in her dark, lustrous eyes. She seemed oblivious to everything save the thoughts of vengeance which were plainly depicted upon her pallid face. Never till my dying day shall I forget the picture she made standing there in the moonlight, her thin, clinging garment, dabbled with blood, falling like the drapery of some splendid statue about her voluptuous form her bare arm, matchless in its mold, uplifted to heaven her pallid face, with lips apart, as if invoking vengeance from above upon the murderer of her father. I stood for a moment as if spellbound, amazed, intoxicated at the splendid vision, half believing that I was only dreaming or was standing before

some wondrous creation in marble that enric.aes the galleries of the Vatican. "Presently her hand dropped to her side, and throwing a thin shawl about her she turned to me, seeming now for the first time to recognize my presence. 'Ah, thank heaven, you are here to help me!' she said. 'What is to be done?' 'I shall raise the a]ai*m—the authorities must be notified at once—the murderer must not escape,' 1 said. I hurried from the room and ran to the cabin of a peasant that stood on the road a short distance away. In response to my loud and impatient knock the frightened face of a man was thrust out of the small window. 'Go and bring the officers,' I said, speaking iu the language of the island. 'A murder has been committed at the Pinelli house.' I thrust a piece of gold into his hand as I spoke and hurried away. I heard frightened exclamations come from the inmates of the hut and a few moments later saw the man running swiftly in the direction of the town. Fearing harm might befall Casinca in my absence, I hurried back to the house. I found liar standing by the open win-

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(low beside the body of lier murdered father. I led her gently from the room to the porch, where the cool night wind came up from 1ho sea, find forced her into a seat 'You are not hurt?' I asked. 'No. I was only shocked at the tragedy. I heard the noise—I came in, but the work was done. I saw the assassin as he went out.' 'Thankheaven you are not hurt,' I replied. "Iu a few minutes the man returned from the town, bringing with him a half dozen gendarmes, rlieir blue frock coats and white epaulets looking sis if they had been hastily donned. One of them remained on guard at the house while the others began to search the neighborhood for the missing murderer. "In company with two of the gendarmes I hurried in the direction taken by the stranger whom I had seen coming from the house. The remainder of the night was spent in searching for the assassin, but no trace of him could be discovered, nor was any clew to his whereabouts obtained after weeks of search by the authorities. "By the death of her father Casinca was left an orphan without a living relative, and knowing that she was now utterly alone in the world I urged upon her the necessity of an early marriage. She consented, and two weeks later we were married. Wishing to take her away from the scene of the shocking tragedy, which seemed to weigh heavily upon her, we sailed immediately for Marseilles and thence proceeded to Paris. Here we spent three months of such happiness as rarely falls to the lot of mortal. "If Casinca had been beautiful before, now as a wife she seemed more than that term could ever imply. Wherever she appeared wealth and title hastened to pay her homage. She was indeed a glorious creature—the ideal of perfection in womau, superb in face and form beyond the sculptor's dream. "In her I realized my brightest dreams of perfect happiness upon earth. Love and life were complete. She repaid my ardent love with all the passion of her soul, and I could ask no more. "After remaining in Paris three months we came to America and took up our residence at a beautiful country seat I had purchased not far from the city of New York, and here it was I began upon a work of art that had long existed with me only as a dream. It had come to me thai night as I saw Casinca standing over l:?r murdered father, her hand uplifted a* if to invoke vengeance from above upe the murderer. If my hand could on*y execute what that vision had created in my brain, I felt that the fame of a Phideas or a Michael Angelo would be mine. "In my dreams I already saw the work completed—the marble figure of Casinca standing with uplifted hand, above her murdered father, while in her passionate and resolute face was depict-: id the stern resolve for vengeance and uetrjbution. In my imagination I/pictur

ed now tne woria of' arc would receiv and praise my 'Vendetta,' and wit these thoughts filling my soul I begs, work, with Casinca for my model. Will the inspiration of her presence I had fear of failure and worked as I had nev er worked before. Sometimes shewouk come to me, and throwing her arm' about me would implore me to tak more rest, but my very soul was absorb ed in my work, and I labored almost ceaselessly till it was finished. "How can I describe the feeling ol pride and triumph that filled my breas as I at last looked upon the completed work! By a rare inspiration, for which I could never account, I had caught the very expression, the poise of head, the attitude—everything—and to me the cold, pulseless marble seemed imbued with life and thought. The very expression of the face seemed filled with a passionate resolve, and from the parted lips there seemed issuing avow for vengeance! You may call me an egotist to speak thus, but I take no credit to myself for what I had accomplished. It was only an imitation of what I had already seen. But if it was a triumph for myself—oh, how bitterly I have repented that triumph! "I ha*e not. told you yet how my wife sought to deter me from my purpose in the work I had attempted. She conld not see how worldly fame could add to our already perfect happiness. The work was drawing my soul from hei$, she told me more than once, and in seeking greater happiness than that which God had already lavished upon us, she feared that that which we enjoyed might be taken from us. In the simplicity and goodness of her soul she saw no pleasure in winning the plaudits or homage of the world, and she sometimes expressed a vague fear that the vengeance of God might be visited upon us, that we might be taught to be content with the good things he in his wise providence saw fit to bestow. But in my selfish ambition I gave no heed to her words or entreaties. She had not been endowed with the artist's soul—she could not see things as I saw them. Such were my thoughts. "With what a feeling of ecstasy and exultation I hurried to her chamber when the great work of my life was finished. I threw open the door and rushed in. She was not there. Hurriedly I searched through the other rooms, but she was nowhere to be found I roused the servants and searched everywhere, but without avail. She had disappeared as completely as if she had never lived. I grew frantic with suspense and grief as the vain search for my wife went on. At times I felt that my reason was deserting, but I felt that insanity would be welcome if it could but relieve me from the tortures I endured. At last they told me that she had gone away and I would never see her more—they pretended to have found a letter that she left bidding me goodby and saying we should never meet again, but I knew they were all lying. I think I should have killed them for that slander if

had not been prevented. Of the iys of agony that followed I can give but little account. It all seems .like, some vague, troubled dream now from which I can never wake. "I knew I should iind my wife some day. Nothing could shake me in that belief. Be where she would, I should find her. From room to room I wandered, with vague and indefinable feeling that I should find her. At last I entered my studio, for the first time since my wife had disappeared, and as I came in a cry of joy cr-caped me. I saw Casinca, my wife, standing by the high window7 looking just as she did on that fatal night when she stood above the dead body of her fathei. She stood in the same position she had then assumed, and there was the same look upon her pallid face. I ran to her and threw my arms about her form, but only cold, pulseless marble met my warm embrace. An awful horror stole over me. I called ber name frantically, but no response came from (lie chill, lifeless stone. Then the dreadful truth came to me. Au angry Providence had visited an awful vengeance upon me, and to punish me foif my selfish ambition had transformed my wife into cold, pulseless stone. As I realized the awful calamity that had overtakeh me my very soul seemed crushed into the earth. What was fame to me now when I had lost all that made life dear? Ah, how willingly would I then have exchanged all hopes of future worldly fame for just one word or one glance of love from the speechless, lifeless stone! My God! My God! How I have ever lived I cannot tell. For hours I remained with my arms about the lifeless figure, praying that death might come and give me relief from the dreadful agony and despair that weighed down my very soul. "At last they came and led me away, speaking in low tones and looking strangely at each other. They took me away that I might be benefited by a change of scene, but well I knew that nothing could ever bring peace to my agonized so il. It was then that 1 began to search for some means of restoring my transformed wife to life, and that is now the only object I live for. I have consulted the most letrned authorities, but find nothing to give me hope. From science I appealed to tie new science of theosophy, but I am oi.ly mystified and bewildered, not knov.ing whether to hope or despair. My ffiends sought to deter me from my purpose, but I escaped from them, and returning to my home I packed njy effects and came here, bringing with me that figure of pulseless nr-irblo that WJIS once filled with warm life and passionate love that I might pursue my work uninterupted. Ah, if you will only help me to restore her to life, all the wealth that I have shall be yours. Now that you know my story, surely you will pity and sympathize with my wretched lot."

Here the narrator paused and sat with head lowered as if in deepest dejection. I shall not deny that his strange story impressed me strangely, yet it had served to confirm my suspicions regarding his mental condition. I felt convinced that he was insane,oy.wrjR, laboring

under a nfort strange' nairncmfidoxi. How much, if any, of the story he had told was true? Until this problem was solved I felt that I should not be able to give a positive opinion of his case.

As this thought came to me I remembered. with something like a start, what the landlord had told mo regarding a heavy box which the stranger had brought to the Inn with him. Could it be that it contained the marble figure the stranger had spoken of in his story? No I could not bring myself to think so. The whole story must be merely the production of a diseased brain and the marble statue a myth. But the unquestioned presence of the mysterious box in the stranger's room puzzled me not a little. My reflections over the matter were suddenly cut short by the strange lodger, wrho arose and said "Come with me to my room, that I may convince you of the truthfulness of what I have told.''

As he spoke he turned and wralked into the house. I arose and followed him, a strange sensation at my heart. for the mystery which sunounded the interior of the man's room had roused my curiosity to the highest pitch. But whatever that mystery was I felt that I should now soon have it unveiled to me. I followed Buford along the dark hall. We soon reached the door of his room. He unlocked it, and throwing it open we entered.

CHAPTER III.

As we entered the room Martin Buford turned and closed and locked the door. Night had now come and it was quite dark in the room. I glanced about me, but could distinguish nothing. Buford lit a lamp and placed it on a table. The first object that my eyes fell upon was a very large box which occupied a corner of the room near where I was standing. A single glance showed me that the lid had been taken off and the contents removed.

Letting my eyes wander to the center of the room, they encountered a sight that caused me to utter an exclamation of astonishment. There, with the lamp light falling upon its polished surface, was the marble statue of a woman. It was of exquisite workmanship and marvelous in beauty. The passionate face was turned upward, the lips parted as if i-n speed), the perfectly molded arms upli'fied—the whole poise and attitude of the figure corresponding with the description given by Buford of his "Vendetta." At the feer of the statue, lying and half reclining against the marble support, was the sculptured figure of a man. an ugly knife wound in his breast and his face rigid in death.

I stood spellbound—amazed at the marvelous production. I could not have been more impressed had the tragic scene which it was created to represent been enacted before my very eyes. As I looked upon the face of the murdered man I shuddered at its dreadful reality. And the figure of the woman—how shall .1 describe irs immortal beauty? Never before had my eyes beheld its equal. Amazement and admiration filled my soul. "You think it is beautiful?" said Buford in almost a whisper, his voice showing intense emotion.

I started as if I had been biiddenly aroused from a deep sleep. So absorbed had I become in what I beheld that I was utterly oblivions to all else. 1 "Ah, it is more than beautiful!" 1 replied. "It is divine "If you could have only seen her in life!", he cried in a voice hoarse with emotion. "Oh, my God My poor Casilica! Why should you bo punished, too, for my sins?" Ke threw his arms about the figure as he spoke, passionate sobs escaping his lips.

I drew him gently away, strangely moved at the solemn and pathetic scene, "Come," I said. "Let us go out. You must not. give way to your emotions in this way."

He turned, and unlocking the door followed me into tlio hall. After be had closed and locked the door we went out on the veranda. He implored me to assist liiiu in the work of restoring his wife to life. I saw that it would be best for me to humor his strange whim and promised to lend him all the aid in my power. He thanked me warmly, and promising to see me on the morrow we separated for the night.

Despite the fact that I looked upon Buford as laboring under the effects of a serious mental malady, I must confess that his story made a strange impression upon me, and what I had just witnessed in his room served to deepen the feeling that already possessed me.

I acquainted the landlord with what I had heard and seen, and he seemed greatly surprised and perplexed. On the following morning I was informed that some one desired to see me in the office. I hurried down, wondering who the person could be. As I entered the office a man of about 50 came hastily forward to meet me. "Dr. Zook, as I live!" I cried, surprised and delighted. "Manfield, how are you?" he said, pressing my hand warmly. "What are you doing in this out of the way place?" "Taking a little vacation," I replied. "But what good fortune brings you here?" "Ah, that's just what I wish to speak to you about," he answered. "My errand here is in connection with one of my patients—Mr. Buford. A most singular case, Manfield, as you have doubtless already discovered, judging by what Mr. Peters has told me." "An odd case, indeed," I replied. "It has puzzled me not a little. But come up to my room and let us talk it over»"

We ascended the stairs and were soon seated in my room. Dr. Zook was an old friend of mine whom I had not met for two years. He was a physician of rare skill and great mental ability, and had made his name famous among those of his profession by his published work

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ihere is a mystery about the whole affair that I cannot fathom." "Of course his story about the Corsican beauty is but the product of a diseased brain," I replied. "There is where you are mistaken, and that is just what puzzles me," said my visitor. "Of course I don't mean to say that this man's wife was transformed into marble or anything of the kind, but his story as he told it to you is true in every particular as far as I can ascertain, excepting that part of it." "He was really in Corsica, then, and married a Oorsican woman?" I asked. "Yes I met him in Paris directly after his marriage, and his wife was one of the most beautiful women I ever beheld. She created a sensation wherever she went by her perfection of form and matchless beauty and might hav* reigned as a queen among women had she desired. But she had no inclination: to mingle with the fashionable world/ seeming to be happy only when with :her husband. "I don't think I ever saw more devo

tion shown between man and wife, and Buford seemed perfectly miserable wlien out of his wife's sight. They came to America on the same steamer on which I returned, and since I have met Buford and his wife quite frequently and we have been the warmest of friends. Buford cnce told me something regarding a statue he was at work upon, but 1 never saw it but once, and that was a short time before he came here. It is indeed a superb creation. About the time the statue was finished Mrs. Buford disappeared very mysteriously. At. first no clew could be found to the mystery, but upon close investigation it was learned that she had left in company with a stranger—an Italian of about 25 years of age—a handsome fellow, who, it was said, had been hanging about the neighborhood for some time. Then a letter was found addressed to her husband in which she stated in a few brief words that she would never return and implored him to forgive her fnr tha r-i«h SIRTI sh« was about to take.

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Jiultfc IVrlt Sti-ickcn With Ajiip!r\y. ..•••IJKAUKOHD, Pa., March lh.—.Judge Peck was stricken with apoplexy yes.erday evening at his homo iu To^aiula. do is still unconscious and there 110 lope of his recovery.