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THE AMERICAN CLAIMANT.

would profit notbio;, the attempt would fall *o far short of the purpoee. However.

when be had worn himself out and cot quiet eowbov hat and below it a p’

bad missed his chance at the face through rer, ! waning alertness. The glimpse revealed a quiet eowbov hat and below it a plaidec

again, he looked the matter over and de- rather loud pattern, and an emptv sleeve

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BY MARK TWAIN.

Author of M Imoeont« Ahrood,** “Tom Sawyer,” "Hnealehorry glnn,” Ete.

^Written for Tbs Indianapolis Vews—Copyright. I

CHAPTER V.

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| spoken heartineef, and wanted to repaj her

0 ANSWER to that k.™ ,,,rin K her that be remembered her,

telegram; no arnv-

log daoghter.

and not oniv^thst, but better even than he , remembered hi* own ehiidreo, but the facts * et would not quite warrant this; still, he

efded that the twins bad some moral rights, pinned up to* the shoulder. Then the ele* although thev had no legal ones; tbev ! vetor snatched the vision aloft, and the wars of his blood, and it eoqld not be deo- watcher fled awav in joyful exeitement and

oroue to treat them as common clay. * bo ; rejoined the feliow-conspimtor.

be laid them with their maiestie kin in the i “We’ve got him, Major—got him eure! Cholraondeley church, wit& imposing state i 1’^* s*«n him—seen him good; and I don’t and ceremony, and added the supreme care where or when that man approaches touch by officiating as chief mourner him- { cos back ward, I’ll recognize him every •elf. But he drew the line at hatchments, i ti®*- WVre all right. Now for the requi-

Our friends in Washington watched the ^ ,

weary dsrs go bv, while they waited for' They got it after the delays usual m sueh

Pete, and covered hie name with reproaches ; becantc of bis calamitous procrastinations. ] Meantime, .Sally Sellers, who was as practi-

asked lAdy inore wbst she supposed the trouble was. She answered, tranquilly: “Ob, it’s some notion of hsrt, you never can tell. hWi a Sellers *11 through at leust in some of her ways; and a Sellers can’t tell beforehand what he's going to do, bersuts he don’t know himself till he’s done it. She’s all right; no occasion to worry about her. When she's ready she'll come or she’il write, and you can't tell which till it’s happened." It turned out to be a letter. It was handed in at that moment, and was reecived by the mother without trembling hands or feverish eagerness, or any other of the manifestations common in the case of long-delayed answers to imperat ; ye telegrams, Bhe polished her gia««e* with tranquility and thoroughness, pleasantly gossiping ftlong awhile. then opeoad ihe letter grid rami aloud: Kcmu-wontii Ke*p. Man (JArjcrr rr Haul. I Kowkma.IvaNUokColmaje. Tirrusi av. / Dear. Paaciors Mamma Rossmorc -Oh, the joy, of Itl you can t think. Tbev had always turned up their nosee at our pretentious, you know; and ! had fought hack aa well seI could by turning up at theirs- They always said it might be sonfething great and flue to be the rlghtlulshadowofauearldom.but to merely be Shadow of a shadow, and two or three times removed akthat—pooh-pooh! And I always retorted that not to be able to show four generations of American-Colonial-Dutch-I’edler-and-Halt-Cod-McAUlster nobility might be •ndurabls, but to have to confess such an ori-gin—pfew-few! Wall, the telegram, It was just a cyclonel The tneesenger came right into the great Rob Roy Hall of Audience, as excited as he could bs, singing out: “Dispatch for Lady Gwendolen Sellers!'* and you ought to have seen that simpering, chattering assemblage of pinchbeck aristocrats turned to stone! I was off in the corner, of course, by myself— H'e whsre Cinderella belongs. I took the telegram and read tt, and tried to faint, and I Could have done it it I had had any preparation, but It was all sosuddt n. you know ->but no matter, I did the next best thing; I put my handkerchief to my eyes and tied aobblng to my room, dropping the telegram ae I started. 1 released one corner of my eye a moment—jnst enough to see the herd swarm for the telegram -and then continued mv broken-hearted flight, jnst as happy as a bird. Then the viaita of condolence began, and 1 had to accept the loan of Mias Augusta TcmpletomAshmore Hamilton's quarters because the press was so great and there isn’t room for three aad a cat In mine. And I've been holding a lodge of sorrow ever since, and defending myself against people’s attempts to cisim kin. And do vou know, the vary flrsl to fatch her tears and sympathy to lay market was that loollah Bklmperton girl who baa always snubbed ms so shamefully and claimed lordship and precedence of the whole college because some aneeetor of hers, sons time or other, was a McAllister. Wh * it was like the bottom bird iu tbe menagerie putting on alra because He head ancestor was * Cult the ger—rosiest triumph of all was— guess. But you'll never. This Is it. That little lool and two others have always been fussing and fretting over which wac entitled to precedence-by rank, you know. They’ve nearly starved themselves at it; for each claimed the right to tsL’e precedence of all the college to leaving tbe table, and so neither of them ever finished her dinner, bat broke off in the middle and tried to get out ahead of tbe others. Well, after my first day’s grief and seolusion-1 was fixing up a mourning dress, you see—I appeared at tbe nubile table again, aud then—what do you thiakT Those throe flufly gosling* sat there contentedly and •quarrd up the long fhtnlne—lapped and

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nobody showsd any ! Humbled through a tangled sentence which __ ^ pnaMioasaor aeemed j gniiwered just as well, since the purport of! her doable personality. All

surprised; that it, j itwasan awkward aud unintentional con- ' nobody but Wash- j fe«<°n tha? her extraordinary beauty Lad Ington After three ; *° • t np«fi*d him that he hadn’t got back to

days of waiting, he

his bearini't yet, and therefore couldn’t be certain as to whether lie remembered her at

ail or not. The speech made him her friend;

it couldn't well help it.

till the gravy appearsd^iu their eyM—humble, ccdence and move out first, you see! P Oh, yes. I’ve been having a darling good time. And. do you know, not one of these collegians has had the crueitv to ask us how 1 cam* by my new name. With some, this is dus to charity, but with the othere it isn’t. Tbty refrain, not from native kindness, but Hons educated disc relion. I educate them. Well, aa soon as I shall bav# nettled up what’s leit of the old scores and snuffed up s few more of those pleasantly intoxicating Clouds of Incense, I shall pack and depart homeward. Tell papa 1 am aa fond of him as J am of my new name. 1 couldn't put U Stronger than that. What an inspiration it was! But inspirations come easy to him.

These from your loving daughter,

OWBKtIOLBR.

Ilawkiua reached for the letter and

glanced over it

“Good baud," he said, "and full of confi-

dence and animation, and goes racing right

along. Bhe bright—that’s plain.’’ “Oh, they’re all bright-the Seller*#*.

Any wav, they would be if there were any. Even those ’pnor Latherses would hate been bright tf they had been Sellerses; 1 Incan full blood. Of course they had a Sellers strain in them—a big strain of it, too, but—being a Bland dollar don’t make

it a dollar, lust the same."

. The seventh dar after the date of the telegram Washington rame dreaming down to breakfast, aud was set wideawake by an electrical spasm of pleasure. Here was the luoat beautiful young creature be had ever eeen in hisTife. It was :S«Ur Sellers, I^dy Gwendolen; she had come in the night. And it seemed to him that her clothes were the prettiest and the daoticst he had ever looked upoorand the most exquisitely contnved end fashioned and combined, as to decorative trimmings and fixings, and melting harmonies of color. It was only a morning dress, and inexpensive, but he confessed to himself, in thw English common to Cherokee Strip.that it was a “corker." And now, as he perceived, the reason why the Seller* household poverties end ateriiltie* had been mode to blossom like the rose, end charm the eye and satisfy the spirit, stood explained; here wav the magician; here, in the midst of her works, and furnishing in her own person tbe proper accent aud climaxing finish ot the whole. * "Jdy daughter. Major Hawkins—come kome’to mourn; flown home at the call of affliction to help the authors of her being to bear.the burden of bereavement. She was very fond of the late earl—idolized him,

hir,'idolixed him—”

"Why, father,. I’ve never eeen him.” “True—she's right. I was thinking of an-

other—er—of her mother—’’

”1 idolited that smoked haddock—that

sentimental, spiritless—”

•*1 was shinking of rovself! Poor, noble fellow; we were inseparable com—” “Hear tbe man! Mulberry Sci—Mul— Kossmore!—hang the troublesome name. I can never—if Pve heard you *av once, I’ve heard yon sav a thoaaaad times that if that

poor sheep—**

“1 was thinking of—of—I don’t know

cal and democratic as the Lady Gwendolen Sellers was romantic ana aristocratic, was Jead ng a life of intense interest and activity, and getting the most she could out of

dav long in

the privacy of her work-room Sally Sellers eain*-d bread for the Fellers familv, and all the evening l ady Gwendolen Sellers sup-

ported the Kossmore dignity,

was American, practically, and proud of the work of her h'-ad and hands, and its commercial results; all tbe evening tbs

FATHER, I AM GOING TO SHAKE HANDS WITH MAJOR HAWKINS.

In truth, the beauty of this fair creature nas of a rare type, aud may well excuse a moment of cur tune spent in its consideration. it did not consist in the tact that ■he bad eyes, nose, mouth, chin, hair, ears; it consisted in their arrangement. In true beauty, more depends upon right location and judicious distribution of feature than upon multiplicity of thuru. So also as regards color. The very combination of olors which in a volcanic irruption would add beauty to a landscape might detach it Iroui a girl. Such was Gwendolen Sellers. The family circle being completed by Gwendolen’s arrival, it was decreed that the official mourning should now begin; that it should begin at 6 o’clock every evening (the dinner hour), and end with the dinner. “it’s a grand old line. Major, a sublime old line, aud deserves to be mourned for, almost royally, almost imperially, I may say. Er—"Lady Gwendolen—but slie's gone. Never mind. I wanted my peerage. I’ll letch it myself presently, and show you a thing or two that will give you a reaiiziug idea of what our house is. I’ve been glancing through Burke, and I find that of William Wie Conqueror’s sixty-four naturalch— my dear, would you mind getting me that book? It’s on the escritoire in our boudoir. Yes, as I was saving, there's only St. Albans, Bucolcugh and Grafton ahead of us on the list—ail the rest of the British nobility are in procession behind us. Ah, thanks, ray lady. Now, then, we turn to William, and we find—letter for X Y Z? Oh, splendid—wheu’d you get it?’’ ’-Last night; but 1 was sleep before you came, you were out so late; and when I came to breakfast, Mis* Gwendolen—well, •he knocked everything out of me, you know.” “Wonderful girl, wonderful; her great origin is detectable in her step, her carriage, her features—but, what does be hay? Coma, this is exciting.” “I haven’t read it—er—Rossra—Mr.— Rom—er—” "M’lord! Just cut it short like that. It’s the English way. I’ll open it. Ah, now let’s see.” 'I'O YOU KNOW WHO-THINK I KNOW 1 you. Wait 10 days. Coming to Washing-

ton.

The excitement died out of both men’s faces. There was a brooding silence for a while, then the younger one said with a •igh: “Why, we can’t wait ten daye for the money.” “No—the man’s unreasonable; we are down to the bed rock, financially apeaking.” “If we could explain to him in tome way, that we are so situated that time is of the utmost importance to us—” “Yes—yes, ttiat’e it—aud so if it would be as convenient for him to come at once it would he a great accommodation to ui, and one which we—” “Which we—wh” “Well, which we should sincerely appreciate—” “That’e it—and most gladly reciprocate—” “Certainly—that’ll fetch him. Worded right; it he’s a man—got any of the feelings of a man, sympathies and all that, he'll be here inside of twenty-four hours. Pen and paper—come, we’ll get right ut it.” Between them they framed twenty-two different advertisements, bnt none was satisfactory. A main fault in all of them was urgency. That feature aas very troublesome; if made prominent, it was calculated to excite 1’ete’a suspicion; if modified below the suspicion point; it was flat and meaningless. Finally the Colonel resigned, and said: “I have noticed, in such literarv experiences as I have bad, that one of the most taxing things to do is to conceal your meaning when you are trving to conceal it. Whereas, if'vou go at literature with a free conscience and nothing to conceal, you can turn out a book every time that the very elect can’t understand*. They all do.” Then Hawkins resigned also, and the two agreed that they must manage to wait the ten days somehow or other. Next they oaught a ray of cheer ; eiuce they had something definite to go upon now. they could probably borrow money on the reward— enough, at any rate, to tide them over till thev got it: and meantime the materializing recipe would be perfected, and then goodbye to trouble for good and ail. The next day, May 10, a couple of things happened—among others: The remains of the noble Arkansas twins left our shores

took holiday aud dwelt iu a rich shadowlaud peopled with titled aud cor* oneted fiepons. By day, to her, the place was a plain, unati'ected ramshackle old trap—just that, and nothing more; by night it was Ttossmore Towers. At college she bud learned u trade without knowing it. The girls bad found out that she WO.S tbe designer of her own gowns. She had no idle moments after that, and wanted none; for the exercise of au extraordinary g.it is the supremest pleasure in life, and it was manifest that Sally Seilers possessed a gilt of that sort in the matter of costume designing. Within three uavs after reaching home she hud huuted up some work; belore Pete was yet due in Washington, and before the twins were fairly asleep in English soil, she was already nearly swamped with work, and the sacrificing of the family chromes for debt

had got an etTective check,

“She’s a brick,” said Rossmore to the major; “just her father ail over: prompt to labor with head or nands, and not ashamed of it; capable, always capable, let the enterprise be what it may; successful by nature—don’t know what deleat is: thus, intensely and practically American by iuba'ed nationalism, aud at the same time intensely and aristocratically European by inherited nobility of blood. Just me, exactly ; Mulberry Sellers, in matters of finance and invention; after office hours what do vou find? The same clothes, yes; but what’s iu them? Rossmore, of the

hn I was thinking of, aad it dooan’t wake i for England, consigned to Lord Rossmore anv difference anyway. Soiuebodv idolited ! and Lord Roseaioro’t son, Kircudbright

ktm. I recollect itu Kit were yesterday,

aad—”

"Father, I’m going to shake hands with Major Hawkins; and let tne introduction work along and catch up at its leisure. I remember you very well, indeed, Major Hawkins, although I was a little child when I saw you last, and I am verr, very glad, indeed. to sot you again and hate you iu our house aa ope of oa.” and. beaming in his fate, she finished bar cordial shake with tha hope that he had pot forgotten her. Ha was prodigiously planned by

Bianovtr Marjoribanks Sellars, Ytseoaol Berkeley, sailed from Liverpool for America to place the reversion of the earldom in the hands of tha rightful peer, Mulberry Fellers, of Rossmore Towers, in tha Diatrict

of Columbia, U. 3. A.

These two impressive shipments would meet and part to aid-Atiantio five days

later aad give no sign.

CHAPTER VL

In the course of time tha twins arrived and were delivered to their great kinsman. To try to desertba the rage of tha old man

peertge. The two trieuds had haunted the general postoffice daily. At last they*had their reward. Toward evening the 2Cith of May they'got a letter for Y\Z. It bore the Washington postmark; the note itself was not deled. It said: Ash barrel back of lamp post Black Horse alley. It you aie playing square go ami set on it to-morrow morning 21st 10:22 not sooner nor later wait till I come. The friends cogitated over the note profoundly. Presently the Earl said: “Don’t you reckon he's afraid we are a sheriff with a requisition?” “Why, m’lordr’ “Because that's no place for a seance. Nothing friendly, nothing sociable about it. And at the same time a body that wanted to know who was roosting on that ash barrel, without exposing himself by going near it or seeming to be interested in it, could just stand on the street corner and take a glance down the alley and satisfy himself, don’t you see?” “Ye"s, bis idea is plain now. He seems to, be a man that cau’t be candid and straightforward. He acts as if he thought we— shucks. I wish he had come out like a man and told us what hotel he—”* “Now you’ve struck it! you’ve struck it sure, Washington; he has told ua” “Has he?” “Yes, he has; but he didn’t mean to. That alley is a lonesome little pocket that runs along one side of the new Gadsby. That’s his hotel.” “What makes you think tnat?” “Why, 1 just know it. He’s got a room that's just across from that lamp post. He’s going to sit there perfectly comfortable behind his shutters at ld:22 to-morro w, and when he sees us sitting on the aah-barrel, he’ll say to himself: ‘1 saw one of those fellows on the train’—and then he’ll pack bis sachel iu half a minute and ship for the ends of the earth.” Hawkins turned sick with disappoint-

ment.

“Oh, dear, it’s all up, Colonel—it’s exactly what he’ll do.” “indeed he won’t.” “Won the? Why?” “Because you won’t be holding the ashbarrel down; it’ll be me. You il be coming in with an officer and a requisition in plain clothes—the officer, I mean—tbe minute you see him arive and open op a talk with

me.” ‘

“ Well, what a head you have got. Colonel Sellers! I never should have thought of

that in the world.”

“Neither would any Earl of Rossmore, betwixt William’s contribution and Mulberry, as earl; but it’s office hoars now, you see, and tbe earl in me sleeps. Come, i’ll

show you his very room.”

Thev reached 'the neighborhood of tbe New Gadsby abont 9 in the evening, and passed down the alley to the lamp-post. “There you are,” said tbe Colonel, tri- k nmphantly, with a wave of hie hand which took iu the whole side of the hotel. “There

it is—what aid I tell yon?”

“Well, bnt—why. Colonel, it’s six stories high. 1 don’t quite soaks out which win-

dow you—”

“All the windows, all of them. Let him have his ehoiee. I’m indifferent, now that I have located him. Yon go and stand on the corner and wait; I’ll prospect the

hotcL”

Tbe Earl drifted here andlthere through the swarming lobby, and finally took a waiting position in the neighborhood of the elevator. Daring an hoar crowds went up and crowds came down, and all complete as to limbs; but at the last the watcher got a glimpse of a figure that was satisfactory—

cases. By 11:30 they were at home and happy, and went to bed full of dreams of

the morrow’s great promise.

Among the elevator load which had the I suspect for fellow-passenger was a young kinsman of Mulberry Sellers, but Mulberry ! was not aware of it aud didn’t see him. It

was Viscount IJerkelev.

CHAPTER VII.

; Arrived in bis room, Lord Berkeley made preparations for that first and last and all-

All day she j tiie-timc duty of the visiting Englishman—

tbe jotting down in his diary of his “impressions” to date. His preparations consisted in ransacking his “box” for a pen. There were plenty of steel pens on bis table with tue ink-bottie, but he was English. The English people manufacture steel pens for uineteen-twentieihs of the globe, but they never use any themselves. They use exoiusivelv tbe pre-histonc quill. My lord not only found a quill pen, hut the best one he had seen in keveral years—and after writing diligently for some time, closed

with the following entry:

“But in one thing I have made an immense mistake. I ought to have sunk ray title and changed my name before I

•tarteti.”

He sat admiring that pen awhile, and then went on: “All attempts to mingle with thecommon people and become permanently one of tbem are going to fail, unless I can get rid of it, disappear from it, and re-appear with the solid protection of a new name. 1 am astonished aud pained to see how eager the most of these Americana are to get acquainted with a lord, and how diligent they are :n pfishiug attentions upon him. They lack English servility, it is true—but they could acquire it, witii practice. Mv quality travels ahead of me in the most mysterious way. I write my family name without additions, on the register of this bote), and imagine that I am going to pass for an obscure and unknown wanderer, but the clerk promptly calls out: ’Front! show ins lordship to 482!’ and before I can get to the lift there is a reporter trying to interview me, as they call it. This sort of thing shall cease at once. I will hunt up the American Claimant the first thing in the morning, accomplish my mission, then change my lodging and vanish from scrutiny under a fictitious name.” He left his diary on the table, where it would be hand? in case a new “impressioir” shout:) wake him up in the night, then he went to bed and presently fell asleep. An hour or two passed, and then he came slowly to consciousness with a confusion of mysterious and augmenting sounds hammering nt the gates of his brain for admission; the next moment be was sharply awane, and those sounds burst with the rush and roar and boom of an undanimed freshet into his ears. Banging and slamming of shutters; smashing of windows aad the ringing clash of falling glass; clatter of flying feet along the hails; shrieks, supplications, dumb moanings of despair within, hoarse shouts of command outside; cracklings ana strappings, aud the windy roar of victorious fltimes! Bang! bang! bang on the door, and aery: “Turn out! The house is on fire!” The cry passed on, aud the banging. Lord Berkeley sprang out of bed, and moved with all possible speed toward tbe clothespress in the darkness and the gathering smoke, but fell over a chair and lost his bearings. He groped desperately about on his hands, and presently struck his head against the table, and was deeply grateful, for it gave him his bearings again, since it stood close by the door. He seised his most precious possession, his journaled “Impressions of America,” and darted from the

room.

He ran down the deserted hall toward the red lamp which he knew indicated the place of a fire-escnpe. The door of the room beside it was open. In the room the gas was horning full head; on a chair was a pile of clothing. He ran to the window; could not get it up, but smashed it with a chair, and stepped out cfli the laudiug of the fire-escape. Below him was a crowd of men, with n sprinkling of women and youth, massed in a ruddy light. Must he go down

TALES THAT ARE TOLD.

perceived that some more questions were about to be asked; so he worked his way cut of the crowd, released the sieeve, pot on the coat and wandered awav to seek a humble and obscure lodging, lie found it, and went to bed and was soon asleep. In the morning he examined bis clothes. They were rather assertive, it seemed to him, bnt they were new and clean, at any rate. There was considerable property in the pockets. Item, five bandred-dollar bills. Item, near $iO in small bills and silver. Ping of tobacco. Hymn book, which refuses to open, found to contain whisky. Memorananm book bearing no +Dame.‘ Scattering entries in it, recording in a scrawling, ignorant hand, appointments, bets, horse trades, and so on, with people of strange hyphenated names—Six Fingered Jake, Young-Man-Afraid-of-Hi»-Shadow,and the like. No letters, no documents. Tbe young man muses—maps out his course.' His letter of credit is burned; he will borrow the small bills and the silver in these pockets, apply part of it to advertising for the owner, and use the rest for sustenance while he seeks work. Heseuds out for the morning paper next, and proceeds to read about the fire. The biggest linn iu the display head announces his own death. Tbe body of the account furnishes all the particulars; and tells how, with the inherited heroism of bis caste, he went on saving women and children until escape for himself was impossible; then, with the eyes of weeping multitudes upon him, he stood with folded arms and sternly awdited the approach of the devouring fiend; “and so etandiog, amid a tossing sea of flame and on-rushing billows of smoke, the noble youug heir of tbe great fiotase of Rossmore was caught up in a whirlwind of fiery glory, and disappeared forever from the vision of

men.”

The thing was so fine and generoos and knightly that it brought the moisture to his eves. Presently he said to himself: “What to do is as pit. n as day now. My Lord Berkeley is dead—let him stay so. Died creditably, too. That will make the calamity the easier for my father. And I don’t have to report to the American claimant now. Yes, nothing could be better than tbe wav matters have turned out. I have only to furnish myself with a new name, and take my new start in life totally untrammeled. * Now I breathe my first breath of real freedom; and how fresh and breezy and inspiring it is! At last 1 am a man! A man on equal terms with my neighbor, and by mv manhoojj, and by it alone, I shall rise and he seen of the world, or I shall sink from sight, and deserve it. This is tiie gladdest day, and the proudest, that over poured its sun upon mv head!” CHAPTER VIII. “God bless my soul, Hawkins.” The morning paper dropped from tbs Colonel’s nerveless grasp. “What is it?” “He’s gone—the bright, the young, the gifted, the noblest of his illustrious race— gone. Gone up in flames and unimaginable giorv.” “Who?” “Mv precious, precious young kinsman— Kirkcudbright Llauover Marjoribanks Sellers Viscount Berkeley, son and heir of usurping Rossmore.”

“No.”

“It’s true—too true.” “When?” “La«t night.” “Where?” “Right here in Washington, where he arrived from Eoglaud la^t night, the papers

sav.”

“You don’t sav.” “Hotel burned down.” “What hotel?” ' “The New Gadsby.” “Oh, my goodness I And have we lost both of them?” . “Both who?” , “One-arm Pete.” “Ob, groat guns, I forgot all about him. Oh, I hope not.” “Hops’ Well. I should say. Oh, we can't spare him. We can better afford to lose a million viscounts than our only support and stay.” They searched the paper diligently, and were appalled to find that a one-armed man had been aeen flying along one of the halia of tha hotel in.his underclothing and apparently ont of his head with fright, and as he would listeu to no one and persisted in making for a stairway which would carry birmto certain death, his cose was given over as a hopeless one. “Poor feliotr,” siged Hawkins: “and he had friends so near. I wish we hadn’t come awav from there—maybe we could have saved him.”

on my honor thousand hairs

id I’d do it wera ha a

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SPECTRAL RIGHT DREM?

fire, except at

those

in hie spectral atchf'dress? No—this aid#

of the boose was not yet on

the further end; he woold snatch on clothes. Which he did. They fitted well eeoRgh, though a trifle loosely; they were last a shade loud as to pattern. Also ae to hat—which was of a new breed to hiaa Buffalo Bill not bariox been to England yet. One side of the coat wont on, bet the other sitle refused; one of its sleeves was turned up and stitched to the sbonlder. He started down without waiting to get it looae, made the trip snccessfnilv, and was L promptly hustled ootaide the limit rope by

the police.

The cowboy hat and tha ooat bat half oa made him too mneh of a center of attraotion for comfort, although nothing coo id bo more profound respectful, not to say defferential. than was Uh manner of the crowd toward him. In his ibind he framed a discouraged remark for the early entry ia his diary: “It is of no use; they know a lord through any disguiee, and show awe ef him —even something very like fear, indeed.” Presently ooe of tha gaping sod adoring half-circle of hoys ventured a timid question. My lord answered it The boys glanced wondenngly at each other, and from some-

where fell the oommeat:

- “English cowboy! Well, If that aia’t

enrioos.”

Tbe Earl looked np aad said calmly: “Bis being dead don’t matter. He was uncertain before. We’ve got him snre this time.” “Got him? How?” “I will materialize him.” “Rossmore, don’t—don’t trifle with me. Do yoa mean 4bat? Caa you do it?” “I can do it, jnst as sore as yon are sitting there. And I will.”“Give me roar band aad let ma have tbe comfort of shaking it I was perishing, and von have pat new life into me. Get at it, oh, get at It right awav. “It will take a little time, Hawkins, bat there’s no hurry, none in the world—in the circamstance*. And ef comae oertain duties have devolved noon me now, which nsreaearOy claim my first attentten. This pooryoung aobleman—” “Why, yes, i am sorry lor my heartleseneee, and yoa, smitten with this now family affliction. Of course you must materiaUzo him first—I qaite understand that” “I—I—well. 1 wasn’t meaning jut that bUft^-why, what am I thinking of! Of course I must materialize him. Oh, Hawkins, selfishness is ths bottom trait ia haman nature; I was only thinking (hat bow, with tha usurper’s heir outof the way. Bat yoaTl forgive that momentary weakness and forget it Doa’t ever remember it

jammed into one, and

stretching in a solid rank from here to the stolen estates of Rossmore, aud barring the

road forever to the rightful earl!” “There spoke the real Sellers—the other

had a false ring, oli friend.’*

“Hawkins, my boy, it jut occurs to me— a thing I keep forgetting to meutiou—a matter that we’ve got to be mighty careful

about.”

“What is that?” “Ws must keep absolutely still about these materializations. >Iind. Dot a hint of them must escape—not a hint. To say nothing of how my wifs and daughter— high-strung, sensitive organisations—might feel about them, the negroes wouldn't stay on the place a miuute.” "That # true, they wouldn’t It’s well you spoke, for I’m not naturally discreet { with my tongne when I’m not warned.” Sellers reached out and touched a bellbutton in tbe wall, set his eye upon the rear door and waited; touched' it again and waited.aud justas Hawkins was remarking ' admiringly that the Colonel was the most’ progressive aud most alert mao he had ever seen, in the matter of impressing into hie service every modern ' convenience the moment it was invented, and always keeping breast to breast with the drum-major in the great work of material ciYiluatiou, he forsook tbe button (which hadn’t any wire attached to it),rang avasj dinoer-beli which stood on the table, aud remarked that he had tried that new-fangled dry battery, now, to his eutire satisfaction, and had got 9 enough of it, and added: “Nothing would do Graham Beil bull must try it; said tbe mere tact of my trying it would secure public confidence aud get it a chauoe to sbow what it could do. I told him that in theory a dry battery was just a curled darling, and no mistake, but when it came to practice, sho!—and here’s the result. Was 1 right? What would you say, Washington Hawkins? You’ve seen me try that button twice. Was I right?—that’s the idea. Did 1 know what I was talking about or didn’t I?” ‘'Well you kpow how I fesl about you, Colonel Seilers, aud always have felt.' It seems to me that you always know every- > tiling about everything. If that man had known you aa 1 know you he would have taken your judgment 'at the start aud dropped his dry battery where it was.” “Did vou ring. Mars* Seilers?” “No, Marie Sellers didn't.” “Deu it eras you, Marae Washington. I’se

heah, suh.”

"No, it wasn’t Marse Washington,

•ither.”

“De good lan’, who did ring her den?”

“Lord Kossmore rang it!”

The old negro flung up his bauds aud ex-

claimed :

“Blame my skin if I haiu’t gone en forgit dat name ag’iul” Come heah, Jiuuy—run heah, honey.” Jiuuy arrived. “You take dish yer order de Lord gwioe to give you. i’su gwine down culler and Study dat name tell I git lb” “I take de order! Who’s yo’nigger las' year? De bell rung for you.”* “Dat don’t make uo difference. When a bell ring for auybody, eu old msrster tell

me to—”

“Clear out and settle it in the kitchen!” The noise of the quarreling presently sank to a murmur iu tne distance, aud the Earl added: “That’s a trouble with old house servants that were your slaves once, and have been your personal friends al-

ways.”

“Yes, and members of the family.” “Members of the iaiuily is just what they become—tiie members of the family, in fact. And sometimes master and mistress of the household. These two are mighty good, and loviug, and faithful, and honest, but, hang it, they do just about as they please; they chip iuto a conversation whenever they want to, and tbe plain fact is,

they ought to be killed.”

It was a random remark, but it gave him an idea—however, nothing coqld happen

without that result.

“What 1 wanted, Hawkins, was to send for the family and break the news to

them.”

“Oh, never mind bothering with the servants then. I will go aud bring them

down.”

While he was gone the Earl worked his

ides.

“Yes,” he said to himself, “when I’ve got the materializing down to a certainty, I will get Hawkins to kill them, and after that they will be under better control. Without a doubt a materialized negro could easily be hypnotized into a state resembling silence. And this could be made permanent—yes, and also modifiable, at will— sometimes very silent, sometimes turn on more talk, more action, more emotion, according to what you want. It’a a prime good idea. Make it adjustable—with a

•crew or something.”

The two ladies entered now with Hawkins, and the two negroes followed, uninvited, and Jell to brushing and dusting around, for they perceived that there was matter of interest to the fore, and were

willing to find out what it was.

Sellers broke the news with stateliness and ceremony, first warning the ladies, with gentle art, that a pang- of peculiar sharpness was about to be inflicted upon their hearts—hearts still sore from a like hurt, still lamenting a like loss—then be took the paper, and with trembling lips and with tears in hie voice he gave them

that heroic death-picture.

The result was a very genaine outbreak of sorrow and sympathy from all the bearers. The elder lady eried, thinking how proud that great-hearted young hero’s mother would be, if she were living, and how unappeasable her grief; aud tbe two old servants eried with her, and spoke out their applause and their pitying lamentations with the eloquent sincerity and simplicity native to their race. Gwendolen was touched, and the romantio side of her nature was strongly wrought upon. She •aid that such a nature as that young man’s was rarely and truly noble, and nearly perfect, and that with nobilitv of birth added it was entirely perfect For such a man she could endure all things, even to the sacrificing of her life. She wished the could have seen him; the slightest, tbe moat momentary contact with each aapirit would bare ennobled ber own character and made ignoble thoughts and ignobleaets thereafter impossible to ber forever. “Have they found tbe body, Rossmore?”

WHY TRAFFIC MANAGER PA1 X£H DOSS NOT DRINK CIDKB.

Superintendent Wells Interviews m Randolph County Man—How Mr. BJley Made a l’lle-Mr. Miller Aooomodatea a Reporter.

I? .5 nutf

gasped:

happy, anyhow.” of the Lake Erie

asked tbe wife.

ay.

es; that is they’ve found several. It must be one of tbem, butnoneof them ora

recognizable.”

“What are you going to do?” “I am going down there and identify one of tbem and send it borne to tbe stricken

father.”

“But, papa, did yoa ever see the young

man?”

Tbe other day there was a quiet little

dinner party at a hotel. In the party were Two officials on a local rood aad a newspaper man. Oat of the railroad aea Is very fond of sweet eider, and a pitcher of the delicious drink was at his elbow. He helped himself liberally, and finally turned out a full glass as a farewell bumper. On

the golden fluid floated to hte glass large cockroach that had been drowned the cider. The face of the railroad turned a little white as he gasped:

“Well, that fellow died & . Traffic Manager Parker, df

A Western, drinks no more cider.

o—a

. J- W. Riley, now superintendent of tbe Peoria A Eastern, while in Cinoinnati not long ago, stepped into a broker’s office. He was acquainted with the broker and told him that he wished to bay some shares of certain stock. "I have no money with ms,” said lliler, “but os soon as I get to Indianapolis I will •end you a draft When this stock reaches a certain figure (naming itjlell it” The arrangement was satisfactory to the broker, and he made the purchase.' Owing to a delaved train, Riley could not get home until the next morning', and as he was about to start to tbe bank to send the broker the draft he received u dispatch informing him that the stock he had bought had taken a sodden spurt and had been sold, and that after deducting the purchase tuooevaud commissions there was $600 due Mr. Riley, which had been forwarded by draft that morning. Riley didn’t quit work nor bur the railroad. •—• When Fred Husted. now soperiatendent of the Dayton A Michigan was master of transportation on the Cincinnati, Hamilton A Indianapolis, there was a small sited •trike and he was out to settle it. Some of the men felt very bitter toward him because be would not allow them to run the road and were threatening in their language. Ona night he was going through tha yards when a fellow slipped from between two box-oart and presented a pistol full at his breast. Before the man could null the trigger, Husted, who is considerable of an athlete, wrenched the weapon from his baud, uncocked it and placed it iu his pocket. “My friend, you Should not fool wftk these things; you might hurt some one. Come up to the office iu the moruing and get yoar pistol sod vour discharge.” It ia needless to say that ths would-be assassin never called for tbe revolver.

•—a

At the time A. G. Wells was superintendent of the Indianapolis division the Big Four was having a good deal of trouble al Winchester, and one day Mr. Wells went up there to talk the matter over with the citizens. When he boarded the train toraturn home he was pretty well tired out, and dropped into a seat w'ith a long sreoiman of the genus homo who lived In Winchester. The Winchester man was very talkative and expressed bis opinion of railroads iu general and tha Big Four in particular. “They are a lot of d—a hogt,” exclaimed be. “They want everything and will give nothing in return. Why, we can’t get our mails until the next day, and tbe trains don’t half of them stop at our town. I heard Wells, the superintendent^ was in town today, but I didn’t net to see him. It’s lucky for him I didn’t, too.” • •“Suppose you would have whipped blaxss out of him,” suggested Wells, mildly. “That would have depended on bow ba talked. If he got fresh with me, I would have smashed him; but I’d V given him a piece of my mind, aoybow.” "Do you know this chap Wells?” again asked the innocent Superintendent. “Never saw him in my,life, but they tell me he’s au offish sort of a duck. Ever meet him?” “Ob, yes; I’ve known .him a Dumber of years.” “What kind of a looking chap is ha?*' “Resembles me very much.” “Are you on good terms with him?” “First class.” “Well, say, you can dome a favor. I want to make a little deal with him. ' When wa get to Indianapolis I wish yon would introduce me. Of course it isn’t .necessary to tell what I said about him.” “Oh,certainly not,” was tbs dry response. The Winchester man entertained Mr. Wslls with stories aud anecdotes of himself, interlarded with "roasts” of tbe Big Four until the Union Station was reached. Then Wells conducted the man to his own office,, gave him a seat and a cigar, and sitting down at bis desk, turned to him and blandly asked: ‘•‘Well, my friend, what can 1 do for you?” "Hey—wha—that is—I beg—<” gasped J. Fresh, of Winchester. "That’s all right, sir. I’m Wells, the superintendent of this division, and I am willing to any ” But he. did not finish the sentence, for the men from Randolph county had caught up his hat and flsd from tbs room.

e *

John F. Miller, uhder a stern exterior, hoe one of tbe kindest of hearts, and ha never failed to help a worthy person in distress. While be is noted for never furnishing “items” for tbe press, he is well liked by.the newspaper boys, aud is always willing to help them out in any way except id furnishing news about himself or bis rood. Just after Senator Ingalls had “buzz-sawed” Senator Voorbees, tbe newspapers tried to get an interview with tbe Kansas statesman, but be would not talk—ia fact, ba announced that he bad no use for reporters, and would not allow ooa to be admitted to bis preseucs. Ha started home to Kansas and newspaper men were on the qui viva to “get a talk out of him.” A reporter now employed on an Indianapolis paper was assigned to interview Ingalls, a task that seemed to him more difficult than swallowing a mounteio. Ho cudgeled bis brain* for several hoars and was about to wire Hu paper that it was impossible and send m hte resignation at the same time, when he thought perhaps Colonel Miller might assist bim, and going to the general super-

>f the Penney I von ia lines, told

intendent of

him hte trouble. Colonel Miller studied a

few seconds.

* “I know you pretty well, aad I am not afraid to trust you. I do not believe vou will do anything not right Senator logalte will come from Pittsburg to 8t Louis ia HI my cor, and yoa can ride with him. 1 will

to argue tbe matter further, eioce ber father’s pve yoa a letter to bim.” Armed with tha mind was mode up, and there was & chance letter the reporter went to Columbus, O.,

aad boarded Colonel Miller’s car. In galls was in bod, and when bo arose and found a reporter as bis companion in tb* vovege ba was vory wrsthy, bat Mr. Miller’s tetter appeased hte wrath, aud on tbo trip ho dietoted a three-column interview which was

eaat by win from thte oity.

‘No, Gwendolen—why?” “How will yon identify it?”

"I—well, yoa know, it says none of them an recogaizabla. I’ll send hie father one of them—there’s probably no ehoiee.” Gwendolen knew it was not worth white

for bim to appear upon that sad scone down yonder in an aatbentic and official way. So she said no men until ba asked font basket.

“A basket, papa? What for?”

“It might be ashes.”

[TO BE CONTDnriD.]

A strongs man knocked at the door of Mr. John G. Blue, at MaHa, with tha iaquiry, “Want to bar some sauerkraut?” Tbe Ttefter proved to bo Mr. Hoary Glacier, a relative, who bad been supposed dead lor tweaty-five yean. light In Dent Dnys. L For, os la the days of Winter. When tbo snow-drifts whiten tha hQL Some birds In the air will tatter, Aud warble to cheer os still; So. If wo weald hark to the musto, _ Soot# hope with » starry wtag, In the day • of onr darkest sorroi Will sit In the heart and

Dw So A»to Correspondents, Posh* pa.!

r * iKow AlhagF Tribune. 1

Ws would like to know why it is that aU

that take place

1/2

the “White Cap ou any when between always reported in happening “near N< never been one of t New Albany ot ia

strangers would Infer that

happen in this county.

taka

and Illinois newspapers as .” Then has

easni of outrage in Fiord county. Rut

most of than

mm Important Turn. [Washington Star.)

M

“This is an important tarn in tbf situson,” sold ths girl us she flopped the grid*