Jasper County Democrat, Volume 1, Number 26, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 October 1898 — Page 6

■ CHAPTER XV. came at last; and In tho sweet, Bwy dawn of the morning the ghastly Bow of dying and dead lay with white Bptces turned to the rising sun. Then Bpme a cry that some one was lying, face Blown ward, in the brook that ran through Kbe valley. BpStrong men hurried there. They saw mass of fair hair, a fur cloak, and a Bravolmg hag held in a stiff white hand. HThey raised the body—it was that of a Boman. young and fair —but from those Hnrong nieji rose a cry of dread, as they Baw what onee had been a fair face, Btrnsheil and mangled, all semblanee of marred and deadened. For on Hjjiat face the weight of half a carriage ■had fallen. They who saw it turned mhuddcring away; one, stronger in heart ■than the others, took a white handkerchief and covered it. That covering was ■never removed. ■E-Thcy looked at the costly fur cloak, ■then whispered one to another that it Hhust be a lady of rank lying there, for 'the cloak was of sable. fpThen came the doctor, who had been attending to the wounded, an • EnglishAllan, who had been traveling in the same |rain. No need to move the white handkerchief; no need to place his hand on Hhe stilled heart. Death had been merciful there, giving no time for pain. | The doctor, too, looked at the costly cloak, and the same idea came to him it must he 11 Indy of rank who lay there, icrushed and mangled beyond all recognition. When the first hurry of the terIfible accident was over, Dr. Sheene boi thought himself of the fair, dead woman. It trips time to learn who she was, and send for her friends. They examined the fur cloak first, and • In the little pocket of it they found a letter, addressed to H “The Lady Selwyn, "Villa l'isani, “ Florence." k They opened the traveling bag. In it t were papers bearing the same name; a i email jewel case, and on it they read: I "To my beloved daughter Violaute; from her. affectionate father, Horace | Temple.” There was a purse, containing bank notes and gold; that, too, was marked 1 with her name. There seemed every rea- ' son to believe that the golden-haired wnm- | an lying dead in the waiting room was : Lady Selwyn. Some one there had met ; the family, had dined at the villa, and had | visitod Lord Selwyn a Signor di Luna; L and he, the moment his eyes fell upon the ; mass of golden hair, cried out: K "You must telegraph to I.urd Selwyn; ■ this is Lady Selwyn.” I; So Dr. Sheene, feeling true sympathy • for a feilow country man in deep distress, sent a telegram himself. D was worded i thus:

g- * “From Doctor Shocnc, liailwny Station, Sedi, to Lord Vivian Sehvyn, Villa Pisani, is (Florence —Come at once, without delay. * There has been a dreadful accident at f Sedi, and Lady Sehvyn was in the train.” There had never been a more brilliant fete than that of which Beatrice Leigh reigned queen. The guests seemed une willing to depart. Everything was so beautiful; the grounds, with fountains, odorous flowers and colored lamps; the & cool, fragrant conservatories; the tnagnitip cent suite of rooms; the chivalrous, band-' some, attentive host; and. above all other f attractions, the queen of the revels—Boat. trice Leigh! r; It was not until the dawn flushed red in the sky, and the birds began to sing, that the carriages were all ordered, and ; the ballroom deserted. It was late in the morning when Lord | Sehvyn was roused by his valet Nieoli, who stood by the bedside with a paper in his hand. fi “What is it. >Nicoli?” asked his lordship. “Why have you disturbed me?” | v "There is a telegram for you, my lord,” said the man, “and 1 thought you had belter have it at once.” He took the paper from the man’s hand and read. Bewilderment and unutterablt surprise. came over him first—no fear. Of course it was a mistake! Far from being in the train at Sedi, his wife was sleeping near; that he knew. For the accident he was sorry; but it -was not bis wife who was there. "There is some mistake,” he said to the valet, who stood by in silence. “I must - get up, though, and set it straight. Get ine some coffee, Nieoli.” The man went away. Still silent and trembling, Ix>rd Vivian dressed himself hurriedly. "How could such a mistake arise?” he asked himself. "Mow could such a foolish error be made?” He went to his wife’s room and turned the handle; the door was locked. "Violante," he cried, "I want to speak to you.” There was no answer. r “Violaute, darling!” he cried again, “I want you!” Still no answer, and a deadly chill of fear came'over him. ; Jbst then he heard Nieoli enter his room with the coffee. “Never inind that!” said Lord Vivian hastily. “Nieoli, could yon break open . a door quietly, without making much noise?" Yes, Nieoli could do that. He went to fetch the, necessary implements, and his master stood with the (lawn of a terrible fear in his face. Once more lie cried "VioJante!” but no answer-cume from the silent, deserted rooms. Then came Nieoli, and in three minutes the door was opened, and Lord Selwyn entered. What did it mean? There was the bed ’with its pretty white hangings, but no Violante lay there. No one had slept there; thp room was empty, silent . and desolate. With that strange dread growing on hint,' be opened the door that led to her i dressing room; it was pll silent, all desolate. No Violante was there! if;..' What did it mean? An accident at Seal, and Lady Sejwyn was in the train! The word* in letters of fire seemed to flame round him. Then his eyes fell up-

A WOMAN'S ERROR

By Marion V. Hollis.

on the letter addressed to himself, in Violante’s well-known writing. He tore it open; he read it onee, twice —thrice; he cried aloud that he could not understand it—he knew not what it meant. Why had she gone from him?— his wife, whom, in spite of the cloud and the coolness thnt had arisen between them, he loved better than all the world besides. A fatal accident, and Lady Selwyn was in the train! The words came to. him with a fresh meaning now. Sedi, he knew, was a station on the road to Genoa —Geuoa led to England. The cry that came from his white lips startled the sleepers from their dreams. He understood at length. Violante had left him, and something terrible had happened. What was it? What was the worstV Was she living or—dead? CHAPTER XVI. Did Beatrice Leigh repent of her welllaid plans, her maneuvers, her sarcasms, her cruel, stingiug words, her never-end-ing persecution of a youug and helpless girl, when her eyes fell on Lord Vivian's tortured face, and she read the telegram lie held in his hand? A flash of triumph lighted up her dark eyes. She even lnughed to herself that the fair, gentle young wife, who had been her rival, had taken this dangerous step. Over and over again Lord Vivian read the letter; over and over again he rend the sad, plaintive words that were to haunt him until he died. He was not long in starting for Sedi. The train left Florence at six; it was now after five. All the way there he held the letter in his hands; it was all that remained to him of his wife Violante. By Mrs. Selwyn’s desire Xieoli went with him. He was not in a tit state, she thought, to travel alone. He hn<l been longing for the train to arrive, and yet when it did so,* when he heard Sedi called out by the loud-voiced porter—when the speed slackened and the engine stopped—he would fain have gone on; uncertainty then seemed hotter to him than what he might hear and see. It was a small station, prettily built and gay with flowers. As he left the carnage Lord Vivian saw a group of people gathered on the platform; there was a hushed, solemn silence over them, only broken, every now and then, by the shrill cry of a woman who, recognized a beloved one, crushed and dead. Two gentlemen advanced to meet Lord Vivian. One was Dr. Sheene, the other Signor di Luna, who had waited for him. The English doctor spoke first-. “I believe you are Lord Selwyn,” he said. "Of course, you have received my telegram?” “How is she —m.v wife? Let me see her at once,” was the reply. “Not this moment, Lord Vivian; you must wait,” “If I wait, I shall die,” said Lord Vivian calmly. “I can hear no more; tell me, at least, how she is.” And the two men looked at each other, neither daring to speak. “How catne Lady Selwyn in the train alone?” said Dr. Sheene. ‘'She was quite alone, apparently without either servant or friend; how did it happen?” “I enunot explain it at all. I did not even know that she had left (ho house. Oh, let me see her! Do not keep ine talking here; I am half mad with sorrow. Is she much hurt? Is she injured? Can she be taken home?” They looked at each other again—the two who knew the fatal truth, each dreading to speak. The man before them, with his wistful, pleading face, saw that look, Uml a long, low moan came from his lips. “Not that!” lie cried. "Oh, heaven! anything hut that! She is not dead?” No denial such as he thirsted to hear came from them; the solemn expression of each face deepened. Lord Vivian grasped Dr. Sheene’s arm. “Do you not see I am going mad?” he hissed. "Tell me the truth!” "You have spoken it, my lord,” was the reply; "you have said it. Heaven help you to bear it. She is dead!” “Dead!” he moaned at last. "My wife —Violante —it cannot be!” “ ‘Heaven gives, and heaven takes away,’ ” said the solemn voice of the English doctor. They went with him to the long, narrow waiting room, where, side by side, the dead awaited removal. She lay apart from the rest. A resting place had been made for her, and there, in the quiet sleep of death, lay the woman Lord Vivian believed to be his wife. He passed in silence the long table where the bodies of women, children and men lay so motionless and still—passed them in grave, solemn silence. When he came to the place where she lay, a low moan broke from his lips. The golden hair hung in rich profusion, stained here and there with blood. The costly fur cloak was wrapped round the quiet figure. I>ord Vivian took a tress of the golden hair in his hands. "It is my wife!” he*cried. "I bought that cloak for her three years ago. Let me see her face!” But here the doctor's grave voice interfered; the doctor's strong, firm liajid drew him geutiy back. "Ileaveu forbid!” he said. "Yon loved your wife; I would not have you look upon what lies there for. all the world—the horrdr of it would kill you! There is no single feathre left; the weight of half a carriage fell upon your wife's face and crushed it.” He knelt down;* in silence by her side and buried liis face in his hands. What passed between his soul and its Maker iu that hour none will ever know. If ever he bad been impatient with her youth and her simplicity, her ignorance of the world, her unstudied frankness, it was all avenged now; • ’ And then the heavy task came of .taking home what everybody believed to be the body of Violaute Lady Selwyn, Lord Vivian regained his- outward calm; in heart and soul there raged a torrent of grief, of remorse, of bewildered sorrow l ’ ' r . p y _ .

and hopeless despair, that knew no words —but he came of a race strong to bear. When the first sharp pang was over, he began to arrange so thnt all honor should be paid to the body of his wife. He would not leave her. Hastily writing a note to Mrs. Selwyn, he sent Xieoli back to Florence with every detail of the accident, while he remained at Sedi. Mrs. Selwyn was dreadfully shockedi For many days afterward she was exceedingly ill, both in body and mind. She would have given all she had in the world to have had the unhappy girl back agafh. No one ever knew how Beatrice Leigh felt that intelligence. She it was who received Nieoli, and who, at Mrs. Selwyn’s request, read her son's note. She said the usual civil things: lamented with all due propriety the sad accident; condoled with Mrs. Selwyn; hoped Lord Vivian would not be unrooaatable —but no one ever .knew what she really thought and felt! There was a grand funeral, attended by all the nobility and many of the poor of Florence. Lady Violante Selwyn wai laid to rest in the sunny cemetery of Florence. There a white marble monument was raised, and on it, in letters of gold, was inscribed: Sacred To the Memory of VIOLANTE LADY SELWYN, The beloved Wife of Lord Vivian Selwyq Who died in the 23d year of her age, Regretted and mourned by her Sorrowing Husband. (To be continued.)

NEAT SWINDLE.

How a Sick Cleveland Man Is Two Hundred Dollars to the Hood. A very curious fact about the philosophy of handwriting Is this: That a man never writes his name twice in exactly the same way, or, in other words, one signature is never a sac simile of any other. So that, if an expert finds among same genuine signatures one* that corresponds in every detail with a disputed signature—and such a thing has happened several times—he is absolutely certain, first, that the latter really is bogus, and, second, that he has before him the very model used by the forger. All detectives of the ink pot agree that the discovery of two signatures which, on being superimposed and held to the light, are identical, seem as one. Is a conclusive proof that there has been tracing. Sutffi are the leading principles of the expert’s profession. How are they applied? In some cases they are not applied at all. The paper itself, the stamp, If there is one, may proclaim a document to be a forgery. Then the microscope and other appliances will sometimes show whether a signature is fraudulent. Swindlers commonly write a name in pencil and then ink it over. If the expert lias reason to believe that liis method has been detected—and it is not difficult to detect, because, for one thing, the signature looks duller than the other writing—he has only to put a drop of acid on one of the letters, and, presto! the ink disappears, revealing the glistening plumbago beneath. But it is practically impossible to obtain by any mode of tracing a sign-manual that will successfully bear the closest scrutiny. In following the model, whether that be a sac simile In pencil or carbon, or a genuine signature held to the light, the pen hesitates, giving the* writing a zigzag appearance, which, although not visible to the naked eye, can be clearly seen with the aid of a microscope. The most useful ally of the expert, however, is the camera, which lias no equal for showing signs of erasure, correction and pen hesitancy. In one way or another, then, a document may be pronounced a forgery without any comparison of writing. Rarely is this so when the work of a really accomplished professional penman comes to band. He generally practices a signature till he can imitate it closely enough to deceive any bank cashier, when he dashes It off at the foot of a check with greater fluency, perhaps, than could its owner. In this art Jim the Penman was an adept—the greatest adept in the annals of crime. No tracing or boggling for him, no rubbing out or tdbeliing up; he wrote at once exactly what was wanted, Imitating the most difficult hand with a freedom, an ease, ami a perfection that were marvelous. —Cassell’s Journal.

Queen Mary’s Jester.

John Heywood, the poet and dramatist, sometimes styled “the Epigrammatist,” was jester to Queeu Mary. He had been a great favorite with her father, Kiug Henry VIII.. to whose court he was introduced by Sir Thomas More, and his acquaintance with Mary was from her childhood. In those early days lie contributed considerably to the little princess’ amusement. lie was manager of a iuvenile company that played before Her; he composed songs for her, sometimes making himself the subject ,and on her eighteenth birthday he wrote a poem in her honor. In which she was flatteringly described. On her marriage with Philip he composed a ballad for her; and at her coronation, when the grand possession, headed by the new queen dad in blue velvet and seated in her gilded chariot drawn by six horses, approached the palace, her old friend Heywood greeted her with an oration. Hey wood’s influence with this morbid and sullen queen was most happy, and was undoubtedly due to long association and pleasant memories. He was often summoned to cheer her with bis music and wit, and her last Illness was lightened by his songs, and readings from his plays. “His merriments were so irresistible that they moved even the rigid muscles of Queen Mary,” says one old writer, “and her sullen solemnity was not proof against his songs, his rhymes, and his jests.”—St. Nicholas. In all the affairs of life, social as well as political, courtesies of a small and trivial character are the ones which strike deepest to the grateful and appreciative heart—Henry Clay.

MOUNT VESUVIUS, WHICH HAS AGAIN BECOME ACTIVE.

DEATH IN ITS FLAMES.

Eruption of Veanvina iThreateua Destruction of Naples. Vesuvius, the greatest volcano in the world, is again iu eruption, belching forth great masses of fire and molten lava, which threaten destruction to the city of Naples. Nine new craters have formed within the past week around the central crater. The smoke, in a brownish yellow cloud, overhands the mountain like a great pall. The lava torrent is half a mile in width and divides into three principal streams, each seventy to eighty yards wide. These as they pour down the mountain side subdivide into numerous smaller streams, carrying death to everything living, and advancing at the rate of forty yards an hour. ‘ Lava in a volume of a thousand tons a minute pours out of the volcano. It has filled Vetrana valley, a deep ravine. The ashes lie several inches deep for a long distance down the sides of the mountain and in the adjacent villages. At night the volcano is splendidly awful. The crater belehes forth a flame, which rends the pall of smoke, reaches to the heavens, and at times takes on the colors of the rainbow. The lights are reflected in the broad waters of the Bay of Naples, the loveliest in the world. Tremblings of the earth and subterranean explosions precede the outpourings of lava, and the wells on the mountain sides are beginning to dry up. A great stream of lava threatens to overwhelm the observatory built on that part of the volcano known as Monte Contaroni. This observatory is on a hill 2,200 feet above the sen level. This observatory was established for the purpose of giving warning of all eruptions to those living on the mountain. Vesuvius is eight miles from Naples, whose bay it overlooks, at the eastern extremity of a chain extending to the island of Ischia. It is believed that the whole gulf of Naples was once an immense cra-ter,-the northern end of a great rent in the earth's crust. Aetna being the southern end and Stromboli about the middle. At its base Vesuvius is thirty miles in circumference. Its height varies after its eruptions, but the average is # about 4,000 feet. Its great crater is some 2,000 feet iu diameter and about 500 feet deep.

WILL CHRISTEN THE WISCONSIN

Honor Is Given Mias Elizabeth Stephenson of Marinette. Miss Elizabeth Stephenson, who has been selected to christen the battleship Wisconsin at San Francisco Nov. 26, is one of the fairest daughters of the Badger State. She is the child of ex-Congress-man Isaac Stephenson of Marinette, and is just 21 years old. The Wisconsin

MISS ELIZABETH STEPHENSON.

sponsor was born in Marinette and was educated nt Milwaukee-Dower College and LaSalle College, near Boston. She was graduated from the latter institution with high honors. Miss Stephenson is a magnificent sjtecimen of young womanhood. She is almost six feet tall, and slender. She has (lark eyes and a bright, attractive face. Her futhor is quite wealthy, and he will take his daughter across the continent with a large party of Wisconsin people in tine style.

HARD LUCK OF KLONDIKERS.

Out of a Party of Twenty-Six Only One v Succeeded in Reaching Dawson. Out of a party of twenty-six men that left San Francisco early iu the year to go to Dawson via the Stikeen trail, Herman Long of Seattle, Wash., is the only one that pushed through. Two of the number were drowned, two are insane and the others are far into the interior, regaining their health at trading points. In the swift Chesley river, in the north rivers, seven of their boats were dashed to pieces on the rocks and the outfits were lost. In two of the wrecks I)r. Black and a man named Morgan, both from California, were drowned. Long says that many of the men went temporarily insane after their provisions began to give out, as several attempts at suicide were made.

Woodford Will Remain at Home.

Following the custom in the case of a minister who has been Obliged to leavers post by the breaking out of hostilities, Stewart La Woodford has tiled his resignation as minister to Spain. It is believed that it will be six months before the United States has occasion to send another minister to Madrid. By unanimous vote the First Congregational Church of Columbus, Ohio, authorized the pastor. Dr. Washington Gladden, to send congratulations to the Emperor •f Russia upon his peace policy.

FRENCHMEN NOT FAVORABLE.

The General Atmosphere of Parla Does Not Incline Toward America. While the reception accorded to the United States peace commission at Paris is all that could be desired, and while the French foreign office has taken great pains to treat the American and Spanish commissioners in precisely the same manner, it must be admitted that the general atmosphere of Paris, especially the diplomatic atmosphere, does uot incline towards America. It is the general impression that the American commissioners have instructions to provide for the retention of Manila and the Island of Luzon, “and for a commission to pretend to negotiate is a farce,” said a prominent diplomat. He continued; “America will put herself, diplomatically, in the wrong when she exceeds the provisions of the protocol, which both nations signed. I know the Spaniards have come prepared to make concessions; but, if the Americans’ Instructions are of an uncompromising nature, which is generally believed to be the ease, you can rest assured that the work of the commission will be futile. The Spaniards will retire and America will at least have to threaten a resumption of hostilities before she will gain her point.” The French newspapers, beyond announcing the arrival of the commissions, make no comment upon the matter.

CUBANS THREATEN HOSTILITY.

Wonld Fight Americans Unless Their ' Independence Is Granted. Reports from Guinea, province of Havana, say that no farmer or landholder or tenant has turned his hand to the sowing of crops in that vicinity, and the district, therefore, will have no potatoes, tobacco, cane, cabbage, or other vegetables this year. This will further, impoverish the district, and add to the distress. From now until February it will be impossible for farmers to sow crops and in February the ground will be prepared for spring harvest. Therefore the next six months will see a great deal of want and misfortune in that vicinity. This state of affairs is directly due to the unsettled condition of the country and the attitude of a cerahfi portion of the Cubans who openly threats** hostility to the United States and are preparing to take the field and wage a guerrilla warfare against the Americans if any form of government short of absolute independence for the Cubans is established in the island. This matter is openly discussed in the public meeting places of the Cubans at Havana, the plan finding many advocates among certain classes of people.

NOT AS A STATE.

Hawaii to Come Into the United State* as a Territory. Hawaii is to come into the United States as a territory, with all the Govet»ment machinery of an embryotic stat* according to plans reached by the commission which has returned from its visit to the islands. In a dispatch box, which is carefully guarded by a sergeant-at-arms, lies the draft of a bill for the government of the new territory. It was carefully considered by the entire commission, section by section, and while it has not passed to final approval, it contains all the salient features which will bo found in the report which the commission makes to Congress at the opening of the session in December. The American members bf the commission arrived in San Francisco by the steamer Gaelic, after nearly two months’ absence, and started for the East. They will meet again in Washington Nov. 14, when they will be“ joined by the Hawaiian members, who are expected to come to this country about the first of next month. >

KILLED AN AMERICAN.

Spanish Troops Mistook American Soldiers for Outlaws. Word has reached San Juan, Porto Rico, that a Porto Rican residing at Aguadalla, near Mayaguez, asked the protection of both American and Spanish troops against depredations by outlaws, which it was predicted would occur. In response to his request, the American authorities sent to his residence twb, soldiers of a Kentucky regiment, who frrived there Sunday evening after dark. The resident had not notified the Spaniards that he had requested American protection and some Spanish soldiers who had been sent to guard his house, arriving after the Americans, mistook the latter for outlaws. In the confusion resulting the Spaniards fired, unfortunately killing one of th# Americans.

Holding Wheat for Higher Price.

Flouring mills all over Kansas are shutting down because they cannot get wheat to grind. It is estimated by grain men that nearly 100 flouring mills in the State have been forced to close for this reason. It is declared that the farmers of Kansas have combined to hold their Wheat for better prices. More than 70,000,000 bushels of wheat is being held. » I In the United States Court at Muscogee, I. T., Judge Thomas has rendered his opinion, in which he holds that the act of Congress giving the United States courts in the Indian Territory jurisdiction over all crimes committed in the territory, irrespective Of the citizenship of the parties, and which tvent into effect on Jan. 1, 1898, is constitutional. This affirms the validity of the Curtis law, and renders Indians subject to trial and punishment by United States Indian Territory courts. France is in a greatly excited condition over the Dreyfus case.

Ladles Can Wear Shoes

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