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: ° -2 S “ﬁf et EH L e ey A; ST%QY 2 R el s s > : ryw AN - 3 L &8 A 1 . : | 4 ) SCARLET t é,k A B :‘l BY A. CONAN DOYLE.: = CHAPTER V. ‘lt was ¢losé upon ‘nine when he set ~out. I had no idea how long he might be, but I sat stolidly puffing at my pipe and skipping over the pages of Henri Mugger’'s ‘“Vie de Boheme.” Ten o'clock passed, and I heard the foot- - steps of the rhaids as they pattered off to bed. Eleven and the more stately tread of the landlady passed my door, bound for the same destination. It was close upon twelve before I heard the sharp sound of his latch-key. The instant he entered I saw by his face that he had not been successful.. Amuse+ ment and chagrin seemed to be struggling for the mastery, until the former suddenly carried the ‘day, and he burst into a hearty laugh. o “I wouldn’t have the Scotland Yarders know it for ‘the world,” he cried, dropping intohis chair; *“I have chaffed them so much that they would never have let me hear the end of it. I can afford to laugh, because I know that I will be even with them in the long run.’’ » ) “What is it, then?” I asked. - ““Oh, I don’t mind telling a story against myself. That creature had gone a little way when she began to limp and show every sign of being: foot-sore. Presently she came to a halt, and hailed a four-wheeler which was passing. I managed to be close enough to her to hear the address, but I need not have been so anxiqus, for she sang it out loud enough to be heard at the other side of the street. ‘Drive to 13 Duncan street, Houndsditch,” she cried. This begins to look genuine; I=~ cried, and having seen her safely inside, I perched myself behind. That’s an art whichevery deteative should be an expert at. Well, away we rattled, and never drew a rein until we reached the street in ~question. I hopped off before we came “¢o the door, and strolled down the street'in an easy, lounging way. I saw the cab pull up. The driver jumped down, and I saw him open the door and stand expectantly. Nothing came out, thongh. When I reached him he was groping about frantically in the empty cab, and giving vent to the finest assorted collection of oaths that ever I listened to. 'There was no sign or trace of his passenger, and I fear it will be some time before he gets his fare. On inquiring at No. 13 I found that the house belonged to a respectable paper-hanger, named Keswick, and that no one of the name either of Sawyer or Dennis had ever been heard of there.” * ¢ C “You don’t mean to say,” I eried, in amazement, ‘‘that that tottering, fecble old woman was able to get out of the cab while it was in motion, without either you or the driver seeing her?” . . © “‘oOld woman be d—d!” said Sherlock Holmes, sharply. .““We were the old women to be sotakenin. It musthave been a young man, and an’ active one, too, besides being an incomparable actor.. The get-up was inimitable. He saw that he was followed, no doubt, and used this means of giving me the slip. It shows that the man we are after is not as lonely as I imagined he was, but has friends who are ready to risk something for him. Now, doctor, you are looking done-dp. Take my ad~vice and turn in.” .

I was certainly feeling very weary, so I obeyed his injunction. I left Holmes seated in front of the smoldering fire, and long into the watches of the night I heard the low, melancholy wailings of his vivlin, and knew that he was still pondering over the strange problem which he had set himself to unravel. ' _ "' CHAPTER VL ' ~TOBIAS GREGSON SHOWS WHAT HE CAN DO. The papers next day were full of the “Brixton mystery,” as they termed it. "Each had a long account of the affair, and some had leaders upon it. in. addition. There was some information in them which was new to me. I still retain in my scrap book numerous clippings and extracts bearing upon the case.. Here is'a condensation of 'a few of them: . - : The Daily Telegraph jremarked that in the history of crime‘there had seldom been a tragedy which presented, stranger features. The German name of the victim, the absence of all other motive, and the sinister inscription on the wall, all pointed to its perpetration by political refugees and revolutionists. The socialists had many branchse in America, and the deceased had, no doubt, infringed their unwritten laws and been- tracked down by them. After alluding airily to the Vehm_gericht, aqua tofana, Carbonari, the Marchioness de Brinvilliers, the Darwinian theory, the . principles of Malthus and the- Ratcliff highway murders, the -article concluded by admonishing the governmentand advocating a closer watch ovefr foreigners in England. ‘ Ly ‘The Standard commented upon the fact that lawless outrages of the sort usually occeurred under a liberal administration.. They arose from the unsettling of the minds of the masses, and-the consequent weakening of all authority. The deceased was an American " gentleman who had been residing for some weeks in -the metropolis. He had stayed at the boarding-housé of Mme.. Charpentier, in Torquay Terrace, Camberwell. He was‘accompanied in his travels by his private secratary, Mr. Joseph Stangerson. The ‘two bade adieu to their landlady upon Tuesday, the 4th inst., and departed to Euston station with -the avowed intention of catching the Liverpool express. They were after--‘ward seen together on. the platorm. Nothing more is known of them until Mr. Dreb’bex'"’s body was, -as recorded, discovered in an empty house-in the Brixton road, many miles from Euston. How he came there or how he m¢t his fate are questions which are still involved in mystery. Nothing is known gé the whereabouts of Stangerson. e are glad to learn that Mr. Lestrade and Mr. Gregson, of Scotlend Yard, are both engaged uponithe case, and It is confidently ahticipjted; that these well-known officers will speedily throw light upon the matter. ; The Daily News observed that there was no doubt as to the crime being a “political one. The despotism and ha-, ‘tred of liberalism which animated the continental governments had had the ‘effectof driving to our shoresa number «of men who might have made excellent

citizens were they not soured by the recollection of all that thgy had undergone. Among thesemen there was a stringent code of lonor, any infringement of which was punished by death. Every effort 'stould be made to find the secretary, Stangerson, and to ascertain some parficulars of the habits of the decWhised. A great step had been gained' by tte discovery of the address of the house at which he had boarded—a result which was entirely due to the acuteness and energy of Mr. Gregson, of Scotland Yard. . Sherlock Holmes and I read these notices over-together at breakfast, and they appeared to afford him considerable amusement. Lo :

*I told you that whatever happened Lestrade and Gregson would be sure to score.” B .

“That depends on how it turns out.”

“Oh, bless you, it doesn’t matter in the least. If the man is caught it will be on account of their exertions; if he escapes it will be in spite of their exertions. It’s heads I win and tails you lose. . Whatever they do they will have followers: ‘Un sot truve toujours un plus sot quiladmire.’ *-, -

B “What on earth is this?” I‘eried, for at.this moment there came the patter’ing of many steps in the hall and on the stairs, accompanied by audible expressions of disgust upon the part of our landlady.

“It’s the Baker street division of the detective police force,” said my companion gravely; and as he spoke there rushed -into. the room half @ dozen of the dirtiest and most ragged street--Arabs that ever I clapped eyes on. ¢“’Tention!” c¢ried Holmes, in a sharp, tone, and the six dirty- little scoundrels stood in a line like so many statuettes. ‘“‘ln future you shall send up Wiggins alone to report, and the rest of you must wait in the street. Rave. you found it, Wiggins?” e “No, sir, we hain’t,” said one of the' youths. ST ‘ “I hardly expected you would. You must keep on until you do. Here are your wages.” Hé handed each of them a shilling. “Now, off you go, and come back with a better report next time.” ‘ i s

He waved ‘his hand, and they scampered away downstairs like so many rats, and we heard -their shrill voices next moment in the street.-

“There’s more work to be got out of one of those little beggars than out of a dozen of the force,” Holmes remarked. “The mere sight of an official-looking person seals men’s lips. These youngsters, however, go everywhere and hear everything. They are as sharp as needles, too; all they want is organization.” :

“Is it on this Brixton case that you are employing them?” I asked. ; - “*Yes; there is a point which I wish to ascertain. It is merely a matter of time. Hwullo! we are going to hear some news mow with a vengeance! Here is Gregson coming down the road with beatitude written upon every featura of his face. Bound for us, I know. Yes, he is stopping. There fe is!” ’ ‘ There was a violent peal at the bell, and in a few seconds the fair-haired detective came up the stairs, three steps at a time, and burst into our sit-ting-room. Lo ' “My dear fellow,” he cried, wringing Holmes’ unresponsive hand, “‘Congratulate me! I have made the whole thing as clear as day.” A shade of anxiety seemed to me to. cross my companion’s expressive face. ‘Do you mean that you are on the right track?” he asked. . “The right track! Why, sir, we have the man under lock and key.” **And his name is?” ‘“‘Arthur Charpentier, sub-lieutenant in her majesty’s navy,” cried Gregson, pompously, rubbing his fat hands and inflating his chest. , Sherlock Holmes gave a sigh of relief and relaxed into a smile. ' “Take aseat and try one of these cigars,” he said. ‘“We are anxious to know how you managed it. Will you have some whisky and water?” “I don’t mind if I do,” the detective answered. ‘‘The tremendous exertions i T - g;' 4‘;?2?’\ : :.‘. 7y | e [ . 2%‘ @) / %7'”@ A % iq*‘\} g S ‘ o N WL ALtk RNV R,‘ :‘/'}'ﬂ oy IS T NN\ 777/ N 7 e TN LS A s BN < ) - 127 ‘“‘HAVE YOU FOUND IT, WIGGINS?” which I have gone through during the last day or two have worn me out. Not so much bodily exertion, you understand, @s the strain upon the mind. You will appreciate that, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, for we are both brain workers.” . - “You do me too much honor,” said Holmes gravely. “Let us hear how you arrived at this most gratifying result.” | : The detective seated himself in the arm-chair and puffed complacently at his cigar. Then suddenly’ he slapped his thigh in a paroxysm of amusement. “The fun of it is,” he ecried. “that that fool Lestrade, who thinks himself so smart, has gone off upon the wrong track altogether. He is after the secretary, Stangerson, who had no more to do with the crime than the babe unborn. I have no doubt that he has caught'him by this time.” 'The idea tickled Gregson so much that he laughed until he choked. = . ““And how did you get your clew?” . ““Ah, I'lll tell you all about it. Of course, Dr. Watson, this is strictly between ourselves. The first difficulty which we had to contend with was the finding of this American’s antecedents. Some people would have waited until their advertisements were answered, or until parties came forward and volunteered information. That is not Tobias Gregson’s way of going to work. You remember the hat beside the dead man?” | el g

“Yes,” said Holmes; ‘“by John Underwood & Soms, 129 Camberwell road.” . . Gregson looked quite erestfallen. = “I had no idea that you notiged that,” he said. “Have you been there?” ' ; | - o “NO.” B ‘ : “Ha!” cried Gregson, in a relieved vglce; “yon should never neglect a chance, however small it may seem.” - “To a great mind nothing is little,” remarked Holmes, sententiously. “Well 1 went to Umdarviv@@ and

asked him if he had sold a hat of that size and description. He looked over his books and came on it at once. He had sent the hat to a Mr. Drebber, residing at Charpentier’s boarding establishment, Torquay terrace. Thus I got at his address.” . :

“Smart—very smart!” murmured Sherlock Holmes. -

“I next called upon Mme. Charpentier,” continued the detective. I found her very pale and distressed. Her daughter was in the room, too—an uncommonly fine girl she is, too; she was looking red about the eyes and her lips trembled as I spoke to her. That didn’t escape my notice. I began to smell a rat. You know the feeling, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, when you come upon the right scent—a kind of thrill in your mnerves. ‘Have you heard of the mysterious death of your boarder, Mr. Enoch J. Drebber, of Cleveland?’ I asked. : : “The mother nodded. -She didn’t seem able to get out a word. The daughter burst into tears. I felt more than ever that these people knew something of the matter. Ll

“¢‘At what o’clock did Mr. Drebber leave your house for the train® I asked.

““ ‘At eight o’clock,’ she said, gulping in her throat to keep down her agitation. °‘His secretary, Mr. Stangerson, said that there were two -trains—one at 9:15 and one at 11. He was to catch the first.’

.*“ ‘And was that the last which you saw of him?’ i

“A terrible change came over the woman’s face as I asked the question. Her features turned perfectly livid. It was some seconds before she could get

o V“’\l\ . S ?— $ o }D¢ -4 PSB LY Df ’ b T i ' , Al e R S g{f/’/ Ny Wbl 7Lo g J.“; ////,_.ﬂ N Sl el (= S 1 AR VT ONy /ﬁ NN \\& N e : IR : ‘“! {h\\\ ) m/.'~\\§f.'p ,\ / /// e om R = ;«.\\«.mfifc:l’& ‘ , ‘““PERHAPS, ALICE, YOU HAD BETTER - LEAVE US TOGETHER.” - out the single word ‘Yes,” and when it did comé out it was in a husky, unnatural tone. i S i ‘“There was silence for a moment, and then the daughter spokein a calm, clear voice: ' a g ‘“‘No good can ever come of falsehood, mother,” she said. ‘Let us be frank with this gentleman. Wedid see Mr. Drebber acgain.’ ' A ¢ ‘God forgive you!’ ecried Mme. Charpentier, throwing up her hands and sinking back in her chair. ‘You have murdered your brother.’ “‘Arthur would rather that we spoke the truth,” the girl answered firmly. ' “ ‘You had best tell me all about it now,” I said. ‘Half-confidences are worse than none. Besides, you do not know how much we knowyof it.’ *‘On_your head be it, Alice!’ cried her mother; and then, turning to me: ‘T will tell you all, sir. Do not imagine that my agitation on behalf of my son arises from any fear lest he should have had a hand in this terrible affair. He is utterly innocent of it.. My dread is, however, that in your eyes and /in the eyes of others he may appear to be compromised. That, however, is surely impossible. His high character, his profession, his antecedents would all forbid it.’ :

. ““Your best way is to make a clean breast of the facts,” I answered. ‘Depend upon it, if your son is innocent he will be none the worse.’ :

‘“‘Perhaps, Alice, you had better leave us together,” she said, and her daughter. withdrew. ‘Now, sir,” she continued, ‘I had no intention of telling you all this, but since my poor daughter: has disclosed it I have no alternative. Having once decided to speak, I will tell you all, without omitting any particular.’ | ‘lt is your wisest course,’ said I.

*“‘Mr. Drebber has been with wus nearly three weeks. He and his secretary, Mr. Stangerson, had been traveling. on ‘the continent. I noticed a “Copenhagen” label upon each of their trunks, showing that that had been their last stopping place. Stangerson was a quiet, reserved man, but his employer, I am sorry tosay, was far otherwise. He was coarse in his habits and brutish in hisi ways. - The very night of his arrival he became very much the worse for drink, and, indeed, after twelve o'clock in the day he could hardly ever be said to be sober. His manners toward the maid servants were disgustingly free and familiar. Worst of all, he speedily assumed the same attitude toward my daughter, Alice, and spoke to her more than once in a way which, fortunately, she is too innocent to understand. On one occasion he actually seized her in his arms and embraced her—an outrage which caused his own seeretary to reproach him for his unmanly conduct.’ *“ ‘But why did you stand all this?’ I asked. ‘I suppose that you can get rid of your boarders when you wish.’ *Mrs. Charpentier blushed at my pertinent question. ‘Weould to God that I had given him notice on the very day- he came,” she said. ‘But it was a sore temptation. They were paying a pound a day each—fourteen pounds a week, and this is a slack season. lam awidow, and my boy in the navy has cost me much. I grudged to lose the money. I acted for the best. This last was too much, however, and I gave him notice to leave on account of it. That was the reason of his going.’ e G “Well? e o

*‘My heart grew light when I saw him drive away. My son is-on leave just now, but I did not tell him anything of this, for his temper is violent, and he is passionately fond of his sister. When I closed the door behind them a load seemed to be lifted from my mind. Alas! in less than an hour there. was a ring at the bell, and I learned that Mr. Drebber had returned. He was much excited, and evidently the worse for drink. He forced his way into the room where 1 was sitting with .y daughter, and made some incoherent remark about having . missed the train. He then turned to Alice and. before my very face, proposed to her that she should fly with him. ‘‘You are of ‘age,” he said, “and there is no law to stop you. I have smoney enough and to spare.

THE FRUITS OF PROTECTION.

| McßEinleyism the Cause of American In- ! dustrial Depression. : The certain effect of all such protective tariff legislation as that which bears the name of McKinley is to overstimulate some industries and present- | 1y to weaken all. Favored enterprises l have a feverish and unhealthy activity, | soon followed by overproduction and | collapse. The victimized occupations { may not immediately feel the drain to . which they have been subjected, but ' eventually their vigor must decline. All protective legislation does violence 'to normal conditions and sooner or later the evil effects of the injustice . will show themselves. o { In'the.case of the monopoly legisla- ' tion of 1890 the inevitable break down - came sooner-than was expected because the far-reaching iniquity of that corrupt betrayal of popular rights by | favored interests was not at first fully ‘ comprenended. It was known that the tariff law was drawn by the men . who contributed the great corruption - fund of 1888.:- It was known that the i plunder to be secured by its authors | was mainly gathered in the first year ' or two of its operation. It was seen . that unhealthy activity had been fol- ! lowed by lassitude and weakness and . that the old familiar results of stimula- ' tion were everywhere manifest. All of { these symptoms were common enough, | for they had characterized every ad: | vance that the protectionists had made | toward a probibitory tariff. - If insome . places the results in the way of over- | production and prostration were more nioticeable than usual it was because the McKinley tariff had outstripped all others in itsunfairness and its violence. i But a more serious malady was in | the blood. Overproduction was local | and sporadic, an occasional manifesta- | tion of anunhealthy system. The dis- | ease that fastened itself upon Amer- * ican industry as soon as the McKinley ' legislation went into effect was consti- ' tutional. The commercial and business life of the nation had been poisoned at its source, and the taint had reached the minutest vein of the body. o | }’rotectionisin had long corrupted the | industry, the politics and the commerce - of the republic, but it had not until

THE LAST REMNANT.

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then vitiated its finances. It had debauched the ballot box and degraded American labor; it had demoralized production and debilitated the national character, but until the summer of 1840 it had not ventured to extend its immorality to the domain of the national credit. It had looted the treasury in the interest of high taxes, but until then it had not cast doubt upon the stability of the treasury. It had oppreésed the nation, but until then it had spared the nation’s honor. , In its last grand orgie, drunk with power, delirious over the prospect of immeasurable :gains, it had made common cause with the mine owners of the west who bargained the votes of their representatives in congress to protectionism in return for protectionism’s favor to them. The passage of the sc-called’ Sherman silver law was protectionism’s bribe to the silver states, and was so understood on both sides. Binding the government to buy fortyfive hundred ounces of silver bullion per month, which it hdd no use for, and to issue thereon paper certificates which were redgemable in gold, protectionism fastened upon the treasury a task which it could -not perform. It struck a blow at the national honor which did not escape the notice of intelligent men here and abroad. _ :

How long could the treasury pay gold for silver? How long, with its revenues reduced and its expenditutes increased, could it pay at all? These were the questions, unanswered for a time, which preceded and led up to the panic of 1893. They were asked in America and in Europe long before the democratic snccess of 1892. They eirculated on the breath of suspicion in every money center of the world, in every nook and corner of the earth where capital existed and where investments were made. » ,

How long could the United States treasury, committed to the policy by protectionism’s bargain with the mine owners, pay gold and receive silver? When it ceased to pay gold and came to the silver standard under which a coin worth sixty cents would pass for a dollar, what about investments? The answer that these questions wers to receive was foreshadowed long before President Harrison, who signed the MeKinley law and the Sherman law, left the white house.. - £

Foreign investments in America were withdrawn. American securities came home. Gold contracts became the rage. Promises to pay were more and more coupled with the condition that, as gold had been received, gold should be paid: Prudent men began to put their bouses in order, for all the signs were portentous of an approaching storm.

Swmall investors and depositors took alarm. .

- If it was good for the rich man to hoard his money it was good for the poor man to do the same. Certain tricks practiced by Secretary Foster in the bookkeeping of the treasury were not lost upon the people. By transfer?ing this account or that, by postponing one payment and another, national ]‘bankruptcy_ was averted from day to day, but the silver purchases continued and the amount of paper and silver depending for redemption upon one hundred million doilars of gold became so iarge that at length a panic seized upon the people. The banks were raided, as the treasury itsel might have been, and it was not until ‘the Sherman silver purchase law, the McKinfey law’s twin measure, was repealed that the alarm was stayed. The Sherman law bribery of the silver states, with 'the resulting panic and the protracted depression, was protectionism’s crowning offense against the American people. It was protectionism’s confession of ignorance on every question of finance and economy. It was protectionism’s testimony toits own reckless indifference.to the rights, the welfare of others. It proved that to save itself or to promote its own interests protectioniSm would stop at nothing—financial panics, national bankruptey, industrial lockouts, civil war. .Is it not time to divorce the government of the United States from such a partner?— Chicago Herald.

A REFORM ADMINISTRATION. tOno Case in Which Protection Failed to e Protect. . Carnegie, Frick & Co., of the Homestead mills, have been compélled to pay the government one hundred and forty thousand dollars for their failure to make armor plates conforming to the specifications of their contract with the government ‘'and equal to the highest tests imposed upon them by the naval authgrities, The Homestead company resisted the payment of the money until all opportunities of resis_tance were exhausted, but was finally compelled to make good the govern- ' ment’s losses and redaeem the obliga- ‘ tions it had entered into dat the time

the contract was made. . It was not for tariff protection that Carnegie: and Frick made their great contributions to the republican campaign fund in 1892. They had then as much tariff protection as Mr. Carnegie had asked for when he filled out the blanks in the steel and iron schedules of the Mc¢Kinley bill. It was protection of another sort they were after then. With a Carnegie secretary of the navy in Mr. Cleveland’s cabinet, the imperfeet armor would have passed inspection, and instead of paying out one hundred and forty thousand dollars for failure in specific performance Carnegie and Frick wonld have been thousands of dollars ahead.

They will have no sympathy in their losses. The counftry will believe them guilty of contemplated fraud, and democrats particularly will feel a keen satisfaction in the fact that it is a democraticadministration which has brought them to book. It is time for Mr. Carnegie to write another work on ‘‘Triumphant Democracy.”—St. Louis Republic. : ' .

POINTED PARAGRAPHS.

——The workingmen are asking why they are still hungry with the McKinley bill in full force.—Detroit Free Press. : .

——The wrath of the McKinley brethren over the latest edition of the tariff bill is fairly entitled to be considered a good recommendation for that measure.—Boston Herald. ;

——lt was somewhat superfluous for the republican platform of Rhode Island to class the punishment of McKaneism among the party triumphs, considering that the prosecution was instituted by democrats, conducted by democrats and the offender sentenced by a democratic judge.—Boston Herald. :

——The call for a convention of the republican leagues has a familiar sound, especially in the dogmatic declaration as to what ‘‘the people,” have to do. *“The people” will be heard from in due time; and the leagues will probably find that they know their own mind and business much better than the leagues do.—Detroit Free Press. =

——-Reed’s atfectation of fear that the passage of the Wilson bill will not put an end to uncertainty is indicative of a purpose to keep up the uncertainty. It is a republican threat to continue the tariff agitation for partisan purposes. 1t is not patriotic; but nobody expects patriotism from the ex-speaker. His threat is an impotent one, however. The passage of the Wilson bill will put it out of the power of Mr. Reed and his party to creaté uncertainty for a good while to come.—Detroit Free Press.

THE OUTGROWN DOLL'S LAMENT _ On, listen well & » " Whilestale Itell. 1 ' ; Of a peor unfortunate dolly, : o - Who was torn in France = - And given by chance W . Toasweet little girl named Polly. . Aweemtegii Withehair all a-curl, e And dimpled cheéks and shouldersy - < When [ and she e - Took an airing, we | : Were the joy of all beholders. = Day afterday o Asg time passed away, ° 7 - We’'d nothing to do but keep jollys - : But it could not last, o For she grew so’fast, e - This dear little girl named Polly! . , First she was seven, . < Eight, nine, ten, eleven, : And then she was four times threel ' ‘She outgrew her <rib, 2 e Her apron and bib, i 0 And now—she has outgrown mel | : Forgotten, forlotn, - - From night till morn - - I'm left in the playroom corner; : : . From morn till night ; 5 In the same sad plight, o : Like a picless Little Jack Horner, =~ . . And Polly, she . ' At school must be, : : Or elss the piano strumming, S : . While I sit here - \ Growing old and queer, o Vainly expecting her coming., : - With a frozen stare. o ~ At the walls I glare, : My mind to the question giving, = - 1f thelife of a dolly - . 7 Outgrown by Polly" el _ Bereally worth the living! - g : —Julia Schayer, 1n St. N icholgl.‘ g TRAVELS OF A DOG. . An Albany Canine Who Is a Pet of Uncle yam’s Postmasters. e Owney went to Chicago, Cincinnati and St. Louis,” and they attached checks to his collar.. Then he went on through Salt Lake City to California and from there to Mexico. In Mexico ‘they hung 'a Mexican dollar on his neck. From there he came upthrough the south, finally reaching Washington. His collar was hanging full of tags and checks, and poor Owney was weary of-the heavy load about his neck. Postmaster General Wanamaker saw him and took pity on him. He carried him out one day and had a harness madg for him; then he took the badges from his collar and fastened

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A Boston postal clerk saw him and took pity on him as Mr. Wanamaker had done; he carried him home to his house, and wrote a letter to the postmaster at Albany, telling him of the dog’s difficulties. Word came back to talke off the harness just as it was, and forward it to them. This was done, and the harness with its attachments can be seen at any time in the postoffice building at Albany, preserved in a glass case with Owney’s picture. - Once in his travels Owney reached Montreal, and happening to follow the mail-bags to the post office, he was taken possession of and locked up, while a letter was sent to Albany telling the officials there of his whereabouts. A reply came to let him go and he would take care of himself. This the Canadian postmaster refused to do till the cost of feeding and keeping 'him was paid, in all amounting to two dollars and fifty cents. A collection was ~called for among his old friends, the money forwarded and Ow-: ney released. : : . Everybody in the postal service in the United States knows him, and perhaps the next time he visits Canada he will not be a stranger.—M. I. Ingersoll, in St. Nicholas. - :

- BIRD’S EYES AND EARS. They Far Exceed in Keenness Those of ‘ OQur Own Kind. e It is certain ‘rthét the keenness of vision in birds far exceedsqour own, but in what degree we cannot precisely estimate. We know,’ however, that a hawk so high above the earth as to seem a mere speck against the sky above him can at this distance distinguish his prey from its earthly surroundings. - o Snipe and plover, migrating at so great a height that to us they are invisible, scem by their calls able torecognize individnals of their own speciés feeding, perhaps on some mud-’ flat, where, if they are 'motionless, we can distinguish them at fifty yards with difficulty. e f Ilycatchers launch forth -after gauzy-winged prey we could not detect, and I have seen jacamars in the gloomy forests dart more than thirty feet imto the air after some tiny insect. 5 ‘ The loggerhead shrike of the south always selects, like a hawk, a perch from which he may have ‘an unobstructed view of his surroundings. Trom this outlook he scans the gropnd for ' some luckless grasshopper or crieket, and sometimes flies eighty or one ‘hundred feet to pick from the grass-grown ground an insect he had evidently seen before he left his perch. But little as we know of birds’ vision, we know even less of their power of hearing. There is, however, -no reason to doubt that the latter is not ﬂ“ﬁf@'ﬂzﬂﬁﬂc“te as theﬁfoxwer, .“»_‘-’?""“!g _ The robin on our lawns may be seet, With head on one side, listoning intgutly for the movement of a worm be-

neath the sod, and it is said tac wooacock has the same habit. On one occasion, while seated quietly in the woods. a barrel-owl lit about fifty yards away, with his back towardme. Watching him through my ileld-glass, I made the slightest possible sound with my lips—a man would not have heard it at a distance of twenty feet—and instantly the bird turned its head and the great black eyes looked dircet~ Iyatme: oo _ ' - A friend of mine in South Carolina tells me that a mocking-bird which was resident in his garden at ‘the time of the earthquake a few years ago became a sentinel to his family, warning them, by a sharp, twittering note, of the approach of each shock several seconds before the rumble which preceded it was audible to human ears. Instances of this kind give us some idea of the acuteness of a bird’s hearing, but as yet we have no observations suitable for the purpose of exact comparison.—Frank’' M. Chapmar, in Youth’s Companion. : - ' .~ THREE QUEER, FRIENDS. How a Cat and an Oid Pug Decelved = o o L Young Poodle. v These are pictures of the pets of a certain little girl. They are Punch, the pug dog, Billikins, “the prize-bred Russian corded black poodle with a pedigree,” and Judy, the cat. Billikins .dwells on terms of friendship with the others, as youcan see by the fact that ‘he has had his picture taken with each of them. But .sometimes there are slight misunderstandings. - e For instance, one day Billikins was ‘lyin on the door-mat gnawing on the backbone of a duck when Punch appeared. Punch wanted a bone, toa, but Billikins didn’t care to share his, 80 Punch wandered off. By and by there was a dreadful commotion on ‘the other side of the house, a wild barking and scrambling. Billikins jumped up and rushed off. He was afraid something had happened: to his ‘mistress and he wanted to help Punch defend her. - : . When he reached the other side of the house, there was no one there. No one was hurting his mistress, the hQuSe was safe and Punch had disappeared. After a little investigation, Billikins went back to his mat #nd his bone, and - there lay Punch gnawing contentedly at it! The false alarm had been a trick of the wily old pug to get that bone..- . . * One Christmas the little mistress received a curious present which the cat and the dogs could not understand. Every now and then, out of a box, a bird would step and say ‘‘Peep, peep.” Then a door would close, another one would open and ‘another bird would appear and say . *‘Cuckoo.” Billiking hated the noises and so did Judy. and the cat planned to kill the birds. Billikins was glad enough, but he didn’t intend to take an active part 'in’ty;te matter. He was just going to watch. ‘Well, in the middle of the night Judy ‘came and woke Billikins up. Wher

: 1o " e j.“/ﬁgr ¢ s | "«w/g/"’ B ,- o \W"‘\ | o Wb ‘ i (‘\§ ~r;!.;:.:; 41. . ‘ o N NS A : ".&&" "2, TN, L Lfi . N : I | = ; ll(mm" =< 3,: . ///{ . gl '{;ﬁ&‘» 1 gy 7 Gl ) sl "M ! nf/{é@ B=) L\ R G L s o J j‘é e T —\- -~ — ;. . %' A’ CONSULTATION: the little “peep” bird came out of the box Judy prepared for a spring and when the cuckoo came out she leaped up on the stand where the box satand seized the bird by its throat. The whole thing—box, ‘birds and' all—fell on poor Billikins, and the more he ‘tried to get from under them the more: tangled up he became. Judy disap-~ ‘peared as soon as trouble began. . The whole house was-aroused by the clatter. Down came the little misAress; and there she found Billikins. and her pretty new cuckoo clock all broken to pieces. She was very angry and she punished Billikins, while Judy - lpoked on with amusement. Billikins -thinks now that cats are very deceitful ‘animals, but he doesn’t quarrel with Judy. It seems better to him to live on peaceable terms with her and to be: very careful not to give her even a negative support in her schemes.—N. Y. World. = ' -

o ACTOY STEAMBOAT. = Any Intelligent Boy Can Make One ina : . Few Minutes. _Take a small piece of plank about ten inchesin length; point one end for the prow of the boat. = Take an empty tin (baking powdw) can; fill it half full of water; place the top on tightly —a - little strip of paper around the. edge beneath the cover will make.it. 2 e \\\.“ = o LA N . S SEETemeEWCCS GE sufficiently tight. = Drive four smalil nails in the plank tosupportthe boiler;. ‘in’'the rear end of which a small hele must-be made for the escape of the steam. TFill a small vessel with keror sene’in which is a tuft of raw cotton; place under the beiler, put.the boat in water, and a match to the cotton. The flame will soon heat the water, and the force of the escaping steam against the atmosphe‘ce ‘will drive the beat forward.—Landon D. Calvert, in St Louis Republic. : ; o ‘ The Boy Was Posted. - ~ Mrs, Gabb (hostess) —Your little son doesnot seem to have much appetite. . Mrs. Gadd—No; he's quite delicate: * Mrs, Gabb—Can't you think of anything you'd like, my little man? Little Mad®)No'm. Yeu see, mam made me eat a hull lot before weo started so I wouldn’t make a pig of ‘myself.—Tid-Bits., . : A i Qémp‘m'uatiom e . Mrs. Smith—Mrs. Brown has had ‘lifting! All a mistake, of course. - " Mrs. Jones—l suppose she must have beon vory much gnnosed?: ~ Mrs. Smith—Not at all. The papers all snid she was “of propevensing. sol meaTanosePudle T o¢ R 'pearance.’—Puck, .~