Indianapolis Journal, Volume 52, Number 5, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 January 1902 — Page 27

THE INDIANAPOLIS J OUT? NAIV, SUNDAY, JANUARY 5, 1902.

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LYING IN AMBUSH JJy MICHAEL X. JfARRY, Author of Lnve Win?' "Hard Realities," "Lena," Sm She lie Wronged?" etc.

Q It uas a and cheerless December day. an easterly wind ywcfp'.iK in Niolenl KUts ov.t tl Miak and wintry fields, the g tunt tre.-s sw.iyi"S ami creaking as the rushing l!at smote thir hallos brandies. t'li'l'T foot it w.t- sloppy and muddy. I i:'!li? lin. in every direction on the country io.kI.-. for tho heavy rains of the l.i:-t few ti iy had stccpe-d the land in ri"l.J 'ire. Slil O.-wald had left tho Larches for a b-n-Iy w.ilk along this deserted Midlandphire road, glad to escape for a few hours from th- lintei! presence of her stepmother, v.hoe et.ndwrt toward her wa? every day b. 'tni:;'4 more ditrieult to endure. Sybil': bitterne.-s was that she might 1 ,r,o ved liTHelf from the humiliations and trials of the r;'?t six months, and rr.iuht now have been the happy and contented wife of Arthur French, whom she Mill loved with such passionate tenderness. The recollection of her own folly rankled like venom in her mind and made her checks Muh and burn in agony of remorse and disappointment. How vividly die cor.ld recall that afterx:oon six months ago when Arthur implored her to give, him permission to speak to her lather and endeavor to obtain his consent to their engagement, it having been previously agreed upon lctween thein that a refusal should not deter Sybil from becoming the wife of the man of her choice, though bis iosition as a young country iloetor iniglit M!irL'";-t to somo people that th- sole rhild and heire:s of a wealthy cxbanl.er could ea.-ily have made a better selection. Jt war; not until Arthur had suggested as a reason for hastening their nuptials that her father was contemplating a second marriage that Sybil lost control of her tenip r and indignantly resented what she regarded a a cruel insinuation. She felt c.-in ir.c d that her father would never liirry aain. d -ly attached did she !i' vo him to bo to the memory of the i" st of wivs and the- kindest and tenderf st of mothers. Ot-ying tho impulse of the moment, she r-Mr. ssed Arthur in words of bitter anger and scorn, hinting that the young doctor, h struggling country practitioner, was f-c. king to ha.-tea his marriage with an hMf ss by means of nn infamous falselit" id. Sh- saw th handsome face grow "white nrl -tern as the bitter words fell from h'-r Hp,?; Arthur tried to speak, but the power of express-ion seemed to fail him, find he turned from her and walked away in anger too deep and par-sionate for utterance. Not many wks after that interview her father brought to th Inarches a young and ringularly beautiful woman, nnd Sybil was th ii for the fir:t time presented to her Hrprnother! She had sacrificed her lover to a foolish faith In the strength of her father's devotion to the memory of his first "wife, for whom she had never ceased to cherish a deep and tender affection. If the truth must be told, Sybil Oswald had come out to-day, as on many previous lays, in the hope of meeting Arthur French in a relenting mood as ho passed her on the rc?d on his professional rounds. A smile tlv? slightest, the faintest as he went by would give her courage to implore him to forgive her for her outburst. She had walked or ly a few yards beyond th vicarage, the main street of Fileby village being a short distance ahead, when tho heard some one opening the vicarage gate, and in another moment she knew that Arthur French was behind her. 11 r heart palpitated violently us the footsteps gradually gained on her, and a Mild Hurry of hopes and fears agitated her mind, for she ftlt that after to-day she could never again seek to regain the prioeIosü treasure of his love and tenderness. Sybil suddenly turned and laced him, her eye brimming with pleading love and contrition. IK glanced at her coldly, his features wearing an expression of scorn, and stepping asidta bo uö to avid brushing past her, he walked cn towards the village, stern and unforgiving. She looked round and watched him with tears in her t-yta, and then turning homewards she rtsolvtd henceforth to banish from her mind all thoughts of a reconciliation, though she could scarcely ever hope to lorg t the inexpressibly happy days they had sp nt together. lie lore Sybil had readied the gates of the Larches t-l.e had to all appearances recovered liriu tho shock occasioned by Dr. French's conduct, and she had furthermore succeeded in persuading herself that ia adopting tuch an unrelenting attitude, her old lover had been guilty of ihllieting undue punishment for an offense attributable mainly to no unworthicr motive than a strong and urgent impulse of filial affection. "The strange gentleman has arrived, miss," said iJarton, the lodge-keeper, as the entered the grounds of the L-.r.hes. Sybil nodded and walked up long awnue towards tue house, reliecti?:-: witn a kvi ii sense of satisfaction that her stepiin t! r had not had her own way at any rte ia the matter of the visit of Mr. Gor don Lewis, the gentleman whose arrival the lode -keeper had just announced. For though this Mr. Lewis was a cousin of Mr. Oswald's so Sybil had been given tc understand by her father that lady pro fessed to dislike him intensely, and had fctrongly objected, in Sybil's presence, to his being invited to the Larches. Indeed, fcne had only yielded to her husband's Wishes upon the subject when he assured her that (Jurdon Lewis, who was a stock broker, would be able to give him infor matie'ii of a peculiarly valuable kind re lating to his investments. Tho fact that this Mr. Lewis wa3 dis liked by her stepmother recommended him at oi.ee to Sbil's good will, and she greeted him with a smile of welcome when ) was introduced to har in the drawing loom, just before dinner. The visitor was a strikingly good-looking man of about -en and twenty, with an dive complexion and a pair of soft and dreamy eyes. Luring dinner she chatted freely with the visitor, for it was a great relief to her. after six months of incessant misery, to meet such a genial and sympathetic com i-union. ller youthful stepmother, whose dark and lesplendent beauty even Sybil could Dot legist admiring to-night, seemed to regard thm both with an expression of 111-con-ceuld discomfiture, and now and again Sybil thought she detected the sullen tire of jealosy flickering in her eyes. Afur dinner Sybil and her stepmother retired to the drawing room, while her father and Mr. Lewis sought comfort in tho soothing atmosphere of the smokinc - room upstair?. Sybil seated herself at the piano and plunged into a sonata of XJeethoven'a, but In a few minutes Mrs. Oswald protested ftfjainct what she called a horrid row," and asked Sybil to play "bomething light and amusing" for her.

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The tall and graceful girl silently retired from the piano and proceeded to study the score of "Fidelo." for she was passionately fond of music, and took quite a professional interest in the art. "Well, what do you think of that wretched little cad from London?" inquired her stepmother, after remaining silent for some time. "Why do you call him a cad?" asked Sybil. "Heeause I think him one isn't that reason enough?" Sybil made no reply, and after a moment's pause her stepmother added, angrily: "Shut the piano, will you? Your perpetual strumming makes the sight of it hateful to me." Sybil obeyed and was on the point of leaving the room when Mr. Lewis entered, saying: "Oh! I hope I am not too late for a little music." "Miss Oswald only plays dreary classical pieces which nobody really cares for, though some people pretend to do so," said the lady of the house, suddenly assuming an air of playful amiability. "And are you such a musical heretic, Mrs. Oswald, as to call the works of the great composers dreary?" inquired the visitor, taking a chair close to Sybil. "Certainly." "Thon I must take the cousinly privilege of telling you that you are absolutely devoid of taste in musical matters." An argument ensued between the two, Mr. Lewis revealing a knowledge of music in the course of the discussion that made a very favorable impression upon Sybil; but what pleased her most was the merciless way in which he exposed the ignorant prejudices of her stepmother upon the subject. During the next few uays Sybil spent a good deal of time with Mr. Lewis, for her stepmother was scarcely civil to the man, and she felt it to be her duty to endeavor to make Iiis visit as agreeable to him as possible. On the fourth day after his arrival, when they were in the drawing room together, the visitor spoke to Sybil about her stepmother. "You mustn't be angry with me for paying so, Miss Oswald, but really I cannot never could understand my cousin. She hates me, I know, and I " lie hesitated, arid then added apologetically: "But I shall offend you if I say more." "You may be sure that I shan't defend my father's second wife from anything you may wish to say against her. She has made me very unhappy very unhappy. Sybil instantly regretted that she had spoken so freely, but it was too late now to withdraw her words. vjoruon lewis sprang to ni3 leet. ex claiming: "I'll speak to her myself. I don't care for the consequences. She shall not persecute you." "You really must not," cried Sybil, rising too, and placing her hand gently on his arm. His dark eyes were suffused with tender ness as he looked at her and said, in a tone of urgent entreaty: "But I could not have a moment's peace if I thought that you were unhappy; no, I could not. Sybil, for you are dearer to me than life itself. I love you, darling, I love you!" Unable to resist the winning tenderness of his words, she yielded for an instant to his embrace, his lips touched her; and then, wrenching herself from his arms, she hurriedly left the room, heart and mind in a whirl of contending fears and emotions. That night .ur. Lewis remained in the library after the rest of the inmates had retired, ostensibly for the purpose of attending to his London correspondence. But shortly after midnight a tall figure glided along the passage leading to the library, opened the door and entered. It was Mrs. Oswald. When Sybil came down to breakfast on the following morning she found her father and Gordon Lewis on the point of leaving the house to catch the early train for London. "As your father was running tip to town I thought it was a good excuse for terminating my present visit to the Larches," said Gordon Lewis to her when her father and stepmother had left the room. "That spitfire, your stepmother, forgive me for saying so, has been so uncivil to me that I thought It better not to prolong my stay. But I shall soon return, darling, for I have spoken to your father, and he has given us his consent and blessing." H kissed her in spite of her efforts to evade the salute, and in the next instant he had entered the carriage with her father, and the two . were driven off to Fileby Station to catch the express for London. Sybil rushed back to her own room and burst into tears of bitter anger and vexation. Ijove. this man she could not, nor anybody else in the world except Arthur French. Yet what could she do? Remain here to be tortured and persecuted by a cruel and heartless woman? N'o, no, another six months of this agony of heart and mind would drive her mad. Sybil saw clearly that her only means of immediate escape from further persecution was to become the wife of Gordon Lewis; and as Arthur French no longer loved her, she must learn to accept her bitter fate with courage and resignation. Her father returned from town in time for dinner, and later Sybil retreated to the drawing room and seated herself in a dark corner of one of the bay windows behind a drapery of heavy curtains, a quiet nook looking out upon the dark expanses of the park, where the wintry wind was

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piping shrilly as it swept through the leatllcss boughs of the surrounding trees. Her father and stepmother soon entered tho room, the later saying, sneeringly: . "I suppose Sybil has gone to her own room to dream of her absent lover." "Oh, by the way, my darling," he replied, "I do hope you will try to be a litle kind and civil to Gordon now' that he is about to become a member of the family. Recollect, dearest, that It was he who brought us together, and for that reason alone

jou snouid endeavor to overcome your prejudices against him." "Oh, you think one good turn deserves another is thnt it?" He laughed, nnd then continued: "By the way, jou will be glad to hear that I have seen my lawyer to-day and made my will." "Don't talk of such horrid things, my love." "Ah, such matters must not be neglected. "Well, I may tell you that with the exception of 23.0itt-the amount of Sybil's fortuneyou will, in case of my death, com in for everything, including the Larches property. As I have over i,000 in safe investments, you " "I'll not listen to another word, ' Frank darling. It sends a chill through my heart to hear you talking about wills and death, and " "There, there," he said, soothingly, while kissing her, and then went to the smoking room. A few days later Mrs. Oswald came down to the morning room with an expression of alarm and anxiety on her face that quite disturbed Sybil, whose generous Instincts made Ijer forget for the moment her cruelty to her. "My'ear child," she exclaimed, excited ly, "I am so unhappy. Your father is ill seriously, I fear. He tells me there is a clever young doctor named French at Fileby, so perhaps we'd better call him in at once. Pray send a message to him without delay." And then with a loud sob she left the room to return to her husband's bedside. Sybil sent a message at once to Dr. French in her stepmother's name, and the doctor reached the Larches soon after midday. He spent some time with Mr. Oswald. and then came downstairs to the dining room, accompanied by the mistress of the Larches, Sybil being in the adjoining room. or library, where she could hear the con vcrsation between the two. "The illness may not be a very danger ous one. Mrs. Oswald," he said, in a grave voice, ."but in the case of Mr. Oswald's age even a comparatively trifling ailment may develop into serious mischief. I would therefore urge that a profesrional nurse" "Oh! I would much rather nurse him myself, doctor. Besides, he would not allow anybody else near him just novr." "Very well, Mrs. Oswald. I'll send the medicine out when I get back, and I'll call again to-morrow. Of course, should alarming symptoms show themselves you must send for me at once." Then the doctor left. Sybil offered her services in the sickroom, but her stepmother declined them, saying: "My dear girl, your presence would only disturb him, for he is in a very fretful state, and I daren't let you enter the. room." Four days rassed, the news from the sickroom getting gloomier every day, and doctor's visits becoming more frequent. On the seventh day of her father's illness Sybil' was amazed on receiving the following note from Arthur French: "Dr. French desires to see Miss Oswald at the lodge this evening on the subject of her father's illness. The lodge keeper will hand Miss Oswald this note, the contents of which Dr. French urgently enjoins should not be imparted to anybody at the Larches. Dr. French will call at the lodge this evening after visiting his patient." Barton slipped this message Into her hand as she was walking in the park, his manner revealing that he had been instructed to act with secrecy in delivering it. Swayed by contending emotions of hope and fear, Sybil left the house soon after the doctor's arrival, and was soon in the cozy parlor of the lodce, her heart strangely agitated at the prospect of meeting her old lover. It was nearly 9 o'clock when Arthur French entered the room, looking extremely grave and stern, as if he had set himself a difilcult task and was resolved to perform It without making the slightest concession to feeling or sentiment. With a formal bow to Sybil, and without any other greeting, he took a chair and addressed her in tones of severe professional gravitj-. "I understand, Miss Oswald, that you do not visit the sickroom at the Larches. Is that so?" "Yes. Mrs. Oswald thought it better that I should not do so." "Precisely. Now, I may as well tell you at once that your father is vcrjvserlously ill, and, furthermore, that the symptoms of his illness, though I am familiar with his constitution, baffle me in a most perplexing manner. In short, the circumstances are of such a nature that I feel bound from a strong sense of duty to take a step of a somewhat unusual character. Will you help me?" "Yes." "I want you," he resumed, "to admit me to the Larches at a quarter of twelve tonight.' Servants have gone to bed by that time." "But may I " "Know why? Not yet. It must be 'yes or no.' " "I shall do as you desire, of course." "Very well,' then. And now bear in mind. Miss Oswald if you value your father's life that no one is to be told of this arrangement." "I shall be careful, you may be sure." Arthur rose, saying: "I shall send my carriage home and shall remain here until it is time to go up to the house. By the way,

The stomach controls the man. It governs him both physically and mentally. The man is just what his stomach makes him. When the stomach is right, the man is all right; he feels good,he is happy, he is cheerful, the world to him is all sunshine. When the stomach is wrong the man is all wrong. He is out of sorts, he is nervous, he is irritahle, he is gloomy and despondent, he is "cranky". His general disposition is Euch that nobody wants to have anything to do with him. The 6tomach Is the organ on which the whole human system must depend for subsistence and existence. If the stomach fails, then what is to become of the rest of the body? Where does the force of life come from? Doesn't it come largely from tho food? You know that if you stop eating, you will die. But the mere eating of food does not give life Food can no more give life without digestion than coal can give heat without combustion. It is not what we eat but what we digest that keeps up the motor force of the body. Undigested food is not only useless but harmful. It ferments and decays in the stomach, the evidence of which you have in the distress you experience, that feeling of fullness, especially after eating, flatulence (wind on the stomach) belching and vomit

After suffering for several years all the torments incident to that terrible malady known as dyspepsia or indigestion, I commenced using Kodol Dyspepsia Cure, and from the first dose I could feel relief. I continued its use till 1 had taken several bottles. Now I can sleep well and eat almost anything that comes before me without experiencing those terrible pains and horrible nightmares that follow indigestion. The cold and clammy night sweats have disappeared and I am steadily gaining in strength. I take great pleasure in recommending Kodol Dyspepsia Cure to those afflicted with stomach trouble. George B. Orr, Notary Public, McCutchenville, Ohio.

Prepared by E..DeWItt A Miss Oswald," he added after a moment's pause, "are you aware that Mrs. Oswald was at Fileby late last night I mean, did she tell you that she was going there?" "No." "Humph!" he muttered. "I thought not." And he left the lodge to give instructions to his coachman, who was waiting outside the gates of the Larches, while Sybil returned to the house, her mind oppressed with a vague sense of terror and alarm. It was a dark, raw night, heavy rain clouds draping the wintry sky and a westerly wind sobbing in fitful gusts round the Larches. At a quarter to 12 Arthur approached the hall door and found Sybil waiting to admit him. They moved upstairs stealthily and slowly, Arthur leading the way, bearing in his hand a small lamp which he had taken from Sybil. On reaching the corridor leading to the sick man's room Arthur said in a whisper, while returning the lamp to Sybil: "Don't come near the bedroom until 12 o'clock. The door is open and there is a screen inside, behind which I shall remain for th present." Arthur French then crept up the dark corridor, stopping on the way to slip off his boots, and in another minute he was standing behind the large screen inside the chamber of the sick man. Mrs. Oswald occupied a small room separated by folding doors from her husband's. For several minutes no sound disturbed the deep silence of night save the stertoroud breathing of the sufferer, whose every respiration told the practiced ear of the listener that the shadow of death might even now be hovering over the Larches. At 12 o'clock a light rustling noise was followed by the entrance Into the sickroom of the tall, commanding figure of the young wife, draped in a pink dressing gown, which strikingly enhanced the sombre beauty of her dark complexion. Approaching the bedside, she bent over the sleeper with a glass and a small phial in her hand. And thus he stood with her back to the screen, looking with an air of sinister cx-. ultation at the sleeping man. Stealthily the dark and powerful form of Arthur French approached her, drew closer and still closer, and in another instant the phial was snatched from her hand, and she found herself struggling in the doctor's grip. "You have been poisoning your husband. Yes, I know it murderess!" he exclaimed, flinging her from him with a passionate violence. "Liar!" she hissed, her face convulsed with rage and terror. At this instant Sybil gilded into the bedroom and went to her father's bedside. "You got this poison last night from your confederate, Gordon Lewis," continued Arthur French, holding up the phial to the light. "A deadly preparation of opium. You could only have got it for one purpoje. I have watched you, and I know that your confederate has been living for the last week at Stanborough. Ah! you flinch now, for you know the game is up. The detectives are already, on your track; have a care that Lewis and yourself are not soon in their clutches. Catslng a look of fury and hate at Sybil and Arthur French, the baffled murderess retreated from the room, and in a few minntes they knew that ehe had left the house forever. Six month3 had elapsed since the events above narrated. In the interval Arthur French had received information that con vinced him that Mrs. Oswald had com mitted suicide In London, having first destroyed all evidence which could have led to her Identification by strangers. Arthur kept this news to himself, as well as the further fact that Lewis had fled the coun try heavily indebted for Stock Exchange losses to his clients In the city. Mr. Oswald had slowly recovered from

ing. These symptoms are simply nature's warnings to you that something is wrong and that you should do something. This decayed food poisons the blood, through which the entire system becomes impure and diseased. When the blood is bad it Is certain to cause disease of the kidneys, the liver, the heart, the lungs or" any or all organs which it is intended to nourish. Properly digested food makes pure healthy blood which in turn makes a healthy man by making every organ of his body healthy. Now how are we to get perfectly digested food? We are all entitled to this but by ignoring or abusing nature's laws we are deprived of it unless we make other provisions. We can do this only by taking the remedy which nature has provided, the remedy which contains a perfect combination of all the elements which make up the digestive fluids as they exist in the human digestive organs. In no other way can wo perfectly digest all we eat. Such a preparation is ECodoI Dyspepsia Gure. It actually digests the food itself and prepares it to be taken up by the blood. It does this with no assistance whatever from the digestive organs or their juices. Food

Before me, L. G. Westfall, notary public in and for the county of Big Stone and State of Minnesota, personally came W. II. Shipman, who being by me duly sworn according to law, deposes and says: That he is a resident of the Village of Beardsley and that for the last twenty-flve years, here and elsewhere, he has been a constant sufferer from dyspepsia, that during all this time he has tried various doctors, various remedies and all kinds of diet, with little or no relief, until recently when he was induced by a friend to try Kodol Dyspepsia Cure. One bottle had such a satisfactory effect that he felt encouraged to go on with it and now after taking three bottles he

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his illness, and after spending four months in the south of France had returned home, restored to health mentally and physically. It was a lovely August day, and the mas ter of the Larches was seated in a wicker chair on the lawn in front of the house. Arthur, who still visited him occasionally, drove up, and in few minutes the two were engaged in conversation. "By the way, doctor," said Mr. Oswald at length, "I must ask you to visit Sybil. The child is not well, and it worries me to see her fretting day after day in silent suffering. Pray go inside and speak to her. I am sure," he added, significantly, "that you can do her a great deal of good. You'll find her In the dtninpr- room." Arthur French nodded and entered the house. Sybil, looking pale and worn, was seated in an easy chair, her head thrown back with an air of unutterable weariness of body and mind. s "Your father tells me that you are not very well," he said as he entered the room and looked gravely at her. "Oh I'm quite well, thank you. There's really nothing the matter with me," she replied sitting upright and smiling with an assumption of gaiety that ill accorded with the expression of her blanched face. "But I oan see that you are not well. Miss Oswald. Come, now," he added in a gentler tone, "let me be of some service to you." The changed tone of his voice brought a flush of color to the pale cheeks and with a low, suppressed sob Sybil bent her eyes to the floor. "Pray don't give way like this, Miss Oswald. It pains me to see you so " She rose to her feet and cried out in a voice broken with emotion: "Forgive me forgive me for the cruel and base words I used to you, Arthur. I have never ceased to regret my conduct and the memory of it is madness and torture to me." He looked steadily at her in silence for a few moments, the gloom of resentment passing from his face and revealing the tenderness and confidence of bygone days. Tremblingly he clasped her to his heart and their lips met in a kiss of loving reconciliation. Copyright. Evensong. The embers of the day are red Behind the murky hill: The kitchen smokes: the bed In the darkling house Is spread: The great sky darkens overhead, And the great woods are shrill. So far have I been led. Lord, by Thy will; So far I have followed. Lord, and wondered still. The breeze from the embalmed land Blows sudden to the shore. And clasps my cottace door. I hear the signal. Lord I understand; The night, at Thy command, Comes. I will eat and sleep and will not Question more. Robert Louis Stevenson.

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NOON TIME. Teacher Georg J od es, what is the next table for to-day? Georse J.-The dinner table please, Mils SmlWs,

in tubes is digested in our laboratory testi as completely and perfectly as it would bo in the most healthy stomach. Is it any won der then that Kodol Dyspepsia Cure is effecting such seemingly wonderful cures. It can't help but.beneflt. It's perfectly simple, Just as simple as dissolving a handful of silt in a pail of water, because Kodol Dyspepsia Cure contains all the necessary elements to digest all kinds of food. When taking this preparation, nothing else is necessary. You don't have to restrict your eating to a few 'diets". That' nonsense. Nature demand a variety of foods. It requires all kinds of food to supply tha numerous demands of th body. That's why nature gives us such a generous variety. Eat all your appetite calls for. That's what your appetite is for, to let yen know what element of nutrition you need and that's why your appetite or desire for different food changes occasionally. Eat all yon want, Kodol Dyspepsia Cure vrill direft it and make a new person of you. It will gixe you new life, new strength, new am billon and a new appetite. It will enable yon to enjoy liTim; as you, never enjoyed it before. It will make you feel more. like living to enjoy tho good things in life.

feels about cured, can eat what he wants with no bad effect whatever, that he sleeps well at night and rises in the morning refreshed and like a new man. Subscribed and sworn to before mo this 19th day of March. 1900. L. G. Westfall, Notary Public. Big Stone County, Minn. Gentlemen: During the last few years my stomach was in such a terrible condition I couldn't retain the food I ate. Two months ago I commenced using Kodol Dyspepsia Cure. 1 have taken four bottles ana it has cured me entirely, so that I can now eat and enjoy anything I want. Henry WU liams, Boonville, Mo.

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OUT OF THE ORDINARY. The first shell was used In warfare by the Sultan of Gujerat, India, in liSl. Shetland's shortest night is five hour?, but her longest is over eighteen hours. An American rolling mill is building in the City of Mexico, which will utilize scrap iron. .The weekly wages of operators on typesetting machines in Germany vary from $1.2S to IH.L'S. Nearly all the silk of Spain is produced in the province of Murcia. This year its value was about $270,0. In the last thirty-three years JiMO.OiO.OOO has been spent in this country upon an Indian population of lO.OOO. Brine springs flow under the town ot Norwich, England. They have been there for centuries and were used for the production of salt long before the Christian era. Minnesota Is called the "Bread and Butter State," and rightly, too, for last year her mills turned out 26.G3fl.50O barrels of flour and churned over C0.tM3.OX) pounds of butter. Signor Sonzogno, the well-known Italian music publisher, has offered a prize of 3.000 for the best one-act opera. Composers of all nationalities are eligible to compete for the prize. The Austrian minister of war has issued a secret order to the officers to report every quarrel leading to a duel to the orllcer in command of the regiment. The latter may. In serious cases, criminally prosecute the offenders. There are now In Europe forty stations equipped for wireless telegraphy and five In America. Each of Lloyd's stations throughout the world will soon have a plant. About sixtyvessels have put in the necessary apparatus. In Los Angeles, Cal., there is an ordinance imposing a fine of J3 for allowing chickens to run on the streets and other people's property. The success of the ordinance is such that the city of Oakland will adopt one similar to it. . In Bohemia the sickle and flail have not yet been superseded by American machinery. The American consul at Reichenberg commends It as a field which could be worked to great advantage by manufacturers of farm implements. Cider vinegar is so frequently adulterated that it is often impossible to get the pure product. Vinegar sold as pure cider frequently contains diluted acetic acid, glucose and soda ash. Sometimes it contains acetic acid, boiled cider and wine. It is stated that the Pope has decided to send no deputation to London to represent him on the occasion of the coronation of King Edward, as the latter abstained from sending any mission to the Vatican to announce his accession to the throne. It Is the practice In Berlin, when any poor person dies and leaves no heir, to have the bed disinfected and stamped by the official stamp of the Town Council. In this way a largf number of beds are collected, and are then lent to the very poor. Hungary hopes to be able to raise cotton, although the warm season is only five months long and the plant requires seven months to ripen. The difficulty Is to be overcome by special preparation of the seed and by adding certain ingredients to the soil. Asiatic Turkey Is to be rescued from semi-barbarism by the construction of $140,000jO worth of railroads, one of which will run through Euphrates valley from

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tlzwl!ch llifor30cintg end to end. The new roads will follow the old caravan routes, and they will touch all the principal cities and towns of Bible land. Each day of the week Is observed as Sunday by some nation. The first day of the week is our Christian Sunday; Monday Is the sacred day of tho Greeks; Tuesday Is the holy day of the Persians; "Wednesday, of the Assyrians: Thursday, of the Egyptians; Friday, of the Turks, and Saturday, of tho Jews. The public schools in Switzerland are operated by the government and civil-service rules are strictly applied. Tho teacher, who are mostly women, are very well paid and never discharged, except for cause. When they get so old they can't teach any more they are pensioned liberally. The result is that the country has nn excellent corps of educators in the schools. It was recently announced in a Chicago paper that a carload of manufactured honey, in the comb, had been received In that city from California. In reply to this the publisher of the American Bee Journal has offered for the sight of a slnghi pound of manufactured comb honey. Jle adds that he has been making this offer for twenty years without finding a taker. Few people realize the immensity of Siberia. To think of a single state stretching through 13o degrees of longitude and possessing one-ninth of all the land surface of the globe is staggering. The United States and all Its possessions, and all Europe, ex cept Russia, could be put Into biberla. with land enough left to make thirty-five States like Connecticut. And Manchuria will make seventy more. Mormon missionaries are making fo many converts among the mountain people of the Virginias. Carolina?, etc.. that the work of proselyting there Is to be pushed more vigorously. The elders go from house to house explaining their creed. Efforts have been made In some communities to drive them away by egging, tar-and-fcath-ering and like arguments, but elsewhere they are received with hospitality, It is announced that two universities for women win oe openea ikxi year, one ai Tokio. Japan, and the other at Moscow. The Russian university for women has been endowed by a wealthy merchant, M. Astraknoff, with C.000.O rubles. It will contain, for the present, only three aca demical faculties medical, mathematical and physical science. The Itussian minister of education, whose sympathy has be-u gained, cannot Fee his way as yet to the concession of a legal faculty. Preaenta Tfltli a 31cnnlng. Philadelphia Record. "We are told that it is better to give than to receive." said a suburbanite yesterday. "I don't know about that; but I do know it is more satisfactory to give than to lendsometimes. Four of my Christmas presents this year were prompted by that thought. They were to four of my neighbors, who have acquired the habit of borrowing my things. One always touches me up for a corkscrew, and another is continually borrowing my lawn mower in summer. The third is a woman my cousin, by the way who, every time 6he has company, runs over and borrows a flower vase, which she usually keeps for a week. The fourth Is a friend of my wife's, who lives Just across the way, and who never seems to have any stationery. When she wants to write letters she runs over and borrows some note paper and envelopes. So these four presents I made were & corkscrew, a lawn mower, a flower vase and something less than a ton of stationery. I think utilitarianism Is too often lott sight of in giving Christmas gifts." Costly, bnt Profitable. Nebraska State Journal. In Arizona the fruit growers are preparing to put their orchards of orange and lemon trees under cover, in order to temper the heat of the summer sun and to decrease the amount of water evaporated during the period of greatest scarcity. One thonsand acres will be covered as an experiment this season, and if the trult does well the system will be extended to all orchards. The cover Is made of willows laid upon wires stretched over the tree. Ji:st enough sun will get through to ripen the fruit in good order. In California and Florida tents and lattice roofs Iave been trb-d with good success in keeping out frot and In tempering the heat of th sun. All of these devices are costly, but they promise to increase the American yield of citrus fruits enormously. Mr. "Whitney's Theory. The Hon. William C. Whitney, in ar.ser to a banker friend, who alluded to the lavish style in which he entertains, said: "I have the money and can afTord these expenditures. They are one of my ways of helping people. It is better to give employment than alms. 1 bolievo it to be thj duty of every rich man to spend as much as he can afford, and to help trade alön; than ail vill prosper."