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e THE AN Am o A "7 @w @F T R ALY HE 5%& P¥ e Vidtall WFT 4L U 3 o FOUR.. ) L, A «‘\\,\ -~ T \ . CHAYTER X —CONTINUED. I have coursed many creatures in many countries during my ' checkered career, but mnever did sport give me such a wild thrill as this mad, flying man hunt down the Thames. Steadily we drew in upon them, yard by yard. In the silence of _the night we could hear the panting and . clanking of their machinery.. The man in the stern still crouched upon the deck, and his arms were moving as though he were busy, while every now and then he would Mook up and measure with a glance the distance which still separated us. Nearer we came and nearer. Jones yelled to them to stop. We were neot more than four bfi?bs’ lengths behind them, both boats flying at a tremendous pace. It was a clear reach of the river, with Barking level upon one side and the melancholy Plumstead marshes upon the other. At our hail the man in the stern sprang up from the deck and shook his two clinched fists at us, cursing the while in a -high, ecracked wvopice. He was a good-sized, powerful man, end as he stood poising himself with legs astride 1 could see that from the thigh downwards there was but a wooden stump upon the right side. At the sound of his strident, angry ecries ‘there was movement in the huddled bundle upon the deck. Itstraightened ftself into a little black man—the smallest I have ever seen—with a great, misshapen head and a shock of tangled, disheveled hair. Holmes had already drawn his revolver, and I whipped out mine at the sight of this savage, distorted creature. He was wrapped in some sort of dark ulster or blanket, which left only his face exposed; but that face was enough to give a man a sleepless night. Never have 1 scen features so deeply marked with all bestiality and cruelty. His small eyes glowed and burned with a somber light, and his thick lips were writhed back from his teeth, which grinned and chattered at us with a half animal fury. “Fire if he raises his hand,” said Holmes, quietly. We were ‘within a boat’s length by this time, and almost within touch of our quarry. I can see the two of them now as they stood, the white man with his legs far apart, shrieking out curses, and the unhallowed dwarf, with hishideous face, and his strong’ yellow teeth gnashing at us in the light of our lantern.

It was well that we Thad so clear a view of him., Even as we looked he plucked out from under his covering a short, round piece of wood, like a school ruler, and clapped it -to his lips. Our pistols rang out together. He whirled round, threw up - his arms, and with a kind of choking cough fell sideways into the stream. I caught one glimpse of his venomous, menacing eyes amlid the white swirl of the waters. At the same moment the wooden-legged man threw himself upon the rudder and put it hard down, so that his boat made straight in for the -southern bank, while we shot past her stern, only elearing her by a few feet. We were round after her in an instant, but she was already nearly at the bank. It was a wild and desolate place, where the moon glimmered upon a wide expanse of marsh land, with pools of stagnant water and beds of decaying vegetation. The launch, with a dull thud, ran up on the mud bank, with her bow in the air and her stern flush with the water. The fugitive sprang out, but his stump instantly sank its whole length into tke sodden soil. In vain he struggled and writhed. Not one step could he possibly take either forwards or backwards. He yelled in impotent rage, and kicked frantically into the mud with his other foot, but hls struggles only bored his

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was 8 sunburned, reckless-eyed fellow, with a network of lines and wrinkles all over his mahogany features, which told of a hard, open-air life. There was a singular prominence about his bearded chin which marked a man who was not to be easily turned from his purpose. His age may have been fifty or thereabouts, for his black, curly hair was thickly shot with gray. His face in repose was not an unpleasing one, though his heavy brows and aggressive chin gave him, as I had lately seen, a terrible expression when moved to anger. He sat now with his handcuffed hands tipon his lap and his head sunk upon his breast, while he looked with his keen, twinkling eyes at the box which had been the cause of his ill-doings. It seemed to me that there was more sorrow than anger in his rigid and contained countenance. Once he looked up at me with a gleam of something like humor in hiseyes. “Well, Jonathan Small,” said Holmes, lighting’' a cigar, ‘“I am sorry that it has come to this.” = “And so am I,” he answered, frankly. “] don’t believe that I can swing over the job. 1 give you my word on the book that I never raised my hand against Mr. Sholto. It was that littie hell-hound Tonga who shot one of his cursed darts into him. I had no part in it, sir. I was as grieved as if it had been my blood-relation. I welted: the little devil with the slack end of the rope for it, but it was done, and 1 could not undo it again.” “Have a cigar,” said Holmes; ‘‘and you had best take a pull out of my flask, for you are very wet. How could you expect so small and weak a man as this black fellow to overpower Mr. Sholto and hold him while you were climbing the rope? : “You seem to know as much about it as if you were there, sir. The truth is that I hoped to find the room clear. I knew the habits of the house pretty well, and it was the time when Mr. Sholto usually went down to his supper. I shall make no secret of the business. The best defense that I can malke is just the simple truth. Now, if it had been the old major I would have swung for him with a light heart. I would have thought no more of knifing him than of smoking this cigar. But it’s eursed hard that I should be lagged ‘over this young Sholto, with whom I had no quarrel whatever.” ‘““You are under the charge of Mr. Athelney Jones, of Scotland Yard. He is going to bring you up to my rooms, and I shall ask you for a true accovnt of the matter. You must make a clean breast of it, for if you do I hope that I may be of use to you. 'I think I can prove that the poison acts so quickly that the man was dead before ever you reached the room.”

‘““That he was, sir. I never got such a turn in my life as when I saw him grinning at me with his head on his shoulder as I climbed through the window. It fairly shook mre, sir. T’d have half killed Tonga for it if he had not serambled off. That was how he came to leave his club, and some of his darts, too, as he tells me, which I dare say heclped to put you on our track; though how you kept on it is more than I can tell. Idon’t feel no malice against youn for it. But it does seem a queer thing,” he added, with a bitter smile, ‘‘that I, who have a fair claim to nigh upon half a million of money should spend the first half of my life building a breakwater in the Andamans, and am like to spend the other half diggin’ drains at Dartmoor. It was an evil day for me when first I clapped eyes upon the merchant Achmet and had to do with the Agra treasure, which never brought anything but a curse yet upon the man who owned it. To him f{t brought murder, to Maj. Sholto it brought fear and guilt, to me it has meant slavery for life.” : At this moment Athelhey Jones thrust his broad face and heavy shoulders into the tiny cabin. “Quite a family party,” he remarked “I think 1 shall have a pull at that flask, Holmes. Well, I think we may all congratulate each other. Pity we didn't take the other alive; buttthere was no choice. I say, Holmes, you must confess that you cut it rather fine. It was all that we could do to overhaul her.” -

*“All is well that ends well,” said Holmes. *“But I certainly did not know that the Aurora was such a clipper.” “Smith says that she is one of the fastest launches on the river, and that if he had had another man to help him with the engines we should never have caught her. He swears he knows nothing of this Norwood business.” “Neither he did,” cried our prisoner —‘“not a word. I chose his launch because I heard that she was aflyer. We told him nothing, but we paid him well, and he was to get something handsome if we reached our vessel, the Esmeralda, at Gravesend, outward bound for the Brazils.”

“Well, if he has done no wrong we shall see that no wrong comes to him. If we are pretty quick in catching our men, we are not so quick in condemning them.” It was amusing to notice how the consequential Jones was already beginning to give himself airs on the strength of the capture. From the slighs smile which played over Sherlock Holmes’ face, I could see that the speech had not been lost upon ‘him. “We will be at Vauxhall bridge presently,” said Jones, ‘‘and shall land you, Dr. Watson, with the treasurebox. I need hardly tell you that I am taking a very grave responsibility upon myself in doing this. It is most irregular; but of course an agreement is an agreement. I must, however, as a matter of duty, send an inspector with you, since vou have so valuable a charge. You will drive, no doubt?” “Yes, I shall drive.” : “It is a pity there is no key, that weé may make an inventory first. You will have to break it open. Where is the key, my man?” ; ‘At the bottom of the river,” said Small, shortly. ; “Hum! There was no use you giving this unnecessary trouble. We have had work enough already through you. However, doctor, I need not warn you to be careful. Bring the box back with you to the Balker street rooms. You will find us there on our way to the station.” They ianded me at Vauxhall with my heavy iron box and with a bluff, genial inspector as my companion. A quarter of an hour’s drive brought us. to Mrs. Cecil Forrester’s. The servant seemed surprised at so late a visitor. Mrs. Cecil Forrester was out for the evening, she explained, and likely to be very late. Miss Morstan, however, was in the drawing-room; so to the drawing-room I went, box in hand, I mfintf@m obliging inspectar in the

She was seated Ly the open winac dressed in some sort of white diaphan ous material, with a little touch o scarlet at the neck and waist. The soft light of a shaded lamp fell upon her as she leaned back in the basket chai~, playing over her sweet, grave face, and tinting with a dull metallic sparkle the rich coils of her luxuriant hair, one white arm and hand drooped over the side of the chair, and her whole pose and figure spoke of an absorbing melancholy. At the sound of my footfall she spreng to her feet, however, and a brigh% flush of surprise and of pleasure cole¢red her pale cheeks. “I heard a oab drive up,” she said. I thought that Mrs. Forrester had come back very early, but I never dreamed that it might he you. What news have you brought me?” “I have brought something better than news,” said I, putting down the box upon the table and speaking jovially and boisterously, though my heart was heavy within' me. ‘I have brought you something which is worth all the news in the world. I have brought you a fortune.” She glanced at the iron box. *“ls that the treasure, then?”’ she asked. coolly enough. . : ‘‘Yes, this is the great Agra treasure. Half of it is yours and half is Thaddeus Sholto’s. You will have a couple of hundred thousand each. Think of that! An annuity of ten thousand pounds. There will be few richer young ladies in England. Is it not glorious?” v

I think that I must have been rather overacting my delight, and- that she detected a hollow ring in my congratulations, for I saw her eyebrows rise a little, and she glanced at me curiously. “If I have it,” said she, “I owe it ta you.” o “No, no,” lanswercd, ‘“not to me, but to my friend Sherlock Holmes. With all the will in the world, I could never have followed up a clew which has taxed even his analytical genius. As it was, we very nearly lost it at the last moment.” ]

, “Pray sit down and tell me all about it, Dr. Watson,” said she. I narrated briefly what had occurred since I had seen her last—lolmes’ new method of search, the discoverv of the Aurora, the appearance of Athelney Jones, our expedition in the evening, and the wild chase down the Thames, She listened with parted lips and shining eyés to my recital of our adventures. V¢nen I spoke of the dart which had so narrowly missed us, she turned se white that I feared she was about to faint. :

“It is nothing,” she said, a» I hastened to pour her some water. I

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“It would be of the greatest interest to me,” she said. There was no eagerness in her voice, however. It struck her, doubtless, that it might seem ungracious upon her part to be indifferent to a prize which had cost so much to win. :

‘““What a pretiy box!” she said, stooping over it. “This is Indian work, I suppose?” “Yes; it is Benares metal-work.” “And so heavy!” she exclaimed, trying to raise it. ‘The box alone must be of some value. Where is the key?” ¢“Small threw it into the Thames,” 1 answered. ‘I must borrow Mrs. Forrester’s poker.” There was in the front a thick and broad hasp, wrought in the image of a sitting Buddha. Under this I thrust the end of the poker and twisted it outward as alever. The hasp sprang open with a loud snap. With trembling fingers I flung back the lid. We both stoog gazing in astonishment. The box was empty! No wonder that it. was heavy. The iron work was two-thirds of an inch thick all round. It was massive, well made and solid, like a chest constructed to carry things of great price, but net one shred or crumb of metal or jewelry lay within it. It was absolutely and completely empty. : “The treasure I 8 lost,” said Miss Morstan, calmly. . As I listened to the words, and realized what they meant, a great shadovw scemed to pass from my soul. I did not know how this Agra treasure haxl weighed me down, until now that i 3 was finally removed. It was selfish, no doubt, disloyal, wrong, but 1 could realize nothing save that the golden barrier was gone from between us. . “Thank God!” I ejaculated from my very heart. . : She looked at me with a quiclk, ques tioning smile. ““Why do you say thats" she asked. ' “Because you are within my reach again,” I said, taking her hand. She did not withdraw it. ‘‘Because 1 love you, Mary, as truly as ever a mau loved a woman. Beécause this treasure, these riches, sealed my lips. Now that they are gone I'can tell you how I lovd you. That is why I said: ‘Thank God.™ ~ “Then I say ‘Thank God,’ too,” she whispered, as I drew her to my gide. Whoever had lost a treasure, I Jinew that night that 1 had gained one. . |TO BE CONTINUED.) - e s » o A Statement Refutdd. - Mrs. Theydaupe (to tramp at the door)—I don’t believe you evar did anything in all your life. £ : ~ Tramp—Oh, yes'm; I've done time,— Tammany Times. T His Answer Would Be Saperfluous Jikniks—The more s man has the Biskit--Did you ever have twins ef your houge?— Detroit Free Prosa, ‘P(

PROTECTION.

What It Does for Enrom—fl?)w It Oppresses the Poor : Representative Joseph W.| Babeock, of Wisconsin, chairman of tihe republican congressional campaign . committee, recently returned from a tour through Europe. In an interview published -in a high tariff organ he asserted that the people of Russia, France, Germany and Ita.lfi were divided into two classes, a small minority of nobles and rich men a,qd a large number of peasants. The /latter, he says, are mere-. serfs, liviqg' in the meanest conditions with only the barest necessities of life. After this testimony to the low standard of living in European countries he addsj ‘No man

can visit Europe and return|with a favorable opinion of teachings modeled } upon free trade principles. 'The beautiful system abroad which our demoeratic brethern wish to- transfer to this country gives a startling exhibition of its benefits to the working classes when we come to comsider the wages paid there. I saw women doing heavy laboring work in Vienna, carrying plaster and brick for building purposes and receiving thirty and forty cents per day. -Men the same work got from forty to sixty cents.” What will be thought of the intelligence of this republican cangressman, who gravely points to the terrible degradation of labor in Russia, France, Germany and Italy, as an argument against free trade, when the facts are that all of those countries are now; and have been for many years, tilessed with high protective tariffs? Thie principles which have produced the Isad results which Mr. Babcock saw in{Europe are those of trade restriction 4vhicll were embodied in the McKinley pariff. The *‘beautiful system,” whici{' he falsely charges the democrats with wishing to transfer to this country, is the same system of high taxation an/d tariff robbery which he is trying tb restore in the United States. There ,is not a schoolboy in Wisconsion who doesn’t know that all the countries mentioned as samples of free trade, arereally protectionist nations. If Mr. :fra.bcock does not know this he is very,very ignorant. If he does know it, he has willfully misrepresented the facts {in order to create prejudice against f,he -party of low tariffs. - 1 ‘““‘Women carrying bric_tc ‘for forty cents per day in Vienha!” Yes, and under protection. Austria is a high tariff country and the women toiling for a pittance are forced i%to that condition by restrictive latws and tariff taxation. ‘“Men working| from forty to sixty ceuts per day!” pf course, in a country oppressed for centuries with high tariffs, that is bic| pay. What does Mr. Babcock expect? ‘“The masses of the people in the gr%at European nations are mere serfs!” Yes, and their condition is largely due to their wicked and un-Christian tfm'iffs, which hinder commerce and by pational animosities make huge standing armies necessary. If Mr. Babcoa}k had been an agent of the democratic congressional committee, he could not have furnisned more convincibg proof of the misery and suffering in not one, but five, protectionist countries. **‘Stonemasons in Italy got eichty to ninety cents a day. What do our American workingmen think of that?” asks Mr. Babeock. ' They think that it is mighty lucky that this/ country got rid of the McKinley law,lelse it might be expected that the effects of the deadly high tariff would Lb'e the same here as they are in Italy.| They know that Italy is just wa.l'lowi;igr in protection, and high taxes, andithey are not surprised at the low wages paid. The American workingman is not a fool, though the steerers for the McKinley bunco game consider him one. He knows that the condition/in which the European workers live jare about as bad as Mr. Babcock describes them. But he also knows that:these conditions exist under high protection, and for that reason he will gn the future vote for the party of low|taxation and freer trade. { Mr. Babcock evidentlyidid not visit free trade England, forihe does not refer to that country. If he had gone there he would have found that as a rule, wages were fifty p_ej cent. higher than 1n the protectionists countries on the continent. But suchi facts would not suit the republican campaign of falsehood. Byrox W. HoLt.

TRADE PROHIQITION. We Had Just as Well Build a Chinese Wall as to Foster Prohibitoi:sy"l‘arifls. The Philadelphia Manufacturer, the most extreme advocate of protection in America, joins with t.hi: president of the Ohip Wool Growers’ jassociation in a demand for trade prohibition. Inan editorial on the over-sug)ply of labor that paper says: ‘‘Another cause of idleness is the pux-suange of a policy which permits foreign nations to do for us the work that we are able to do for ourselves. Last yea% we brought into this country ~about $370,000,000 worth of dutiable merchl;lndise such as we produce in American mills. Had it been made here no man§ able to work in a factory would hkave |lacked opportunity for employment."{ - : This is the true Chingése theory of trade prohibition in w%—:ich most protectionists believe, but which they are ashamed to avow. It itbased on the supposition that “foreigt? trade is an evil, and that the wise/policy for nations is to make everything for themselves. Two delusions &ox'thy of the dark ages are involved in the manufacturer’s argument. The first is that our American workingmen make nothing, in order to pay for the goodsimported. The second is the belief that if each community made all its own goods, there would be less idleness and more wealth. . ; The idea that foreigners are foolish enough to send us $370,000,000 worth of labor products without*taking the »roducts of our labor in exchange is, uunfortunately, withou foundation. Every dollar’s worth of limports is paid for iv the products of American labor, whether in the shape of farm produce, manufactures or gold or silver. The latter are the products of labor just as much as wheat or leather. the fact that they are also used as momney not altering their real nature as commodities. There is no possible way in which we can get things from other countries, without employing our workingmen to make samething to exchange for them. ‘ : The second protectionist delusion is the oft-exploded “home market” fallacy. It assumes that it would be more profitable for eacli country to do all its own work, ins?ea_d'. of having things grow or made {wherever they eould be produced the: easiest. Applied logieally the |home market doctrine would prevent| the people of

Maine tradine w'th those of California. or those of Michizan exchanging products with Louisiana. ‘ Even thean the restriction of ctrade would in no wise help labor by creating employment for idle men. The only resalt would be that men would have to work harder to produce less ;%s; having fewer products to exchgefre, they could buy less of the products of others, and thus the whole market for labor would Ye decreased. If the hundreds of thousands of workingmen who are now producing goods to send to Europe in exchange for foreign goods, were thrown out of work by the prohibitive tariff which the manufacturer wants to see in force, the effect would be far more idleness than we have now. The result would be lower wages for labor, which is what the organ of the Pennsylvapia monopolies and trusts really wa.n‘tg : A PROSPEROUS INDUSTRY. A Lower Tariff Has Prospered the Window Glass Trade. Once upon a time there was a tariff, and its maker was McKinley. And being a kindly man whose heart bled for the poor manufacturers ‘who were in business simply because they loved their fellow-men and wanted to give them cheap glass, he fixed the duties on window glass at from 106 to 125 per cent. Whereupon the makers of glass reduced the wages of their workers, and many of them closed down their factories, and all said: “Great is MeKinley, and great is his tariff.” But the people rebelled against the high tariff, saving that it was robbery and, a fraud, and they elected representatives pledged to cut down duties. 'And while congress was engaged in i enacting a lower tariff. there came the iMcKinleyites and said: ‘‘Here is this infant window glass industry, not yet forty years old. If you reduce the duties, it will be ruined.” And all the members of the glass trust wept and echoed: “We will be ruined.” Butthe people’s representatives cut down the tariff more than 30 per cent. After one year of the new tariff the Commoner and Glassworker reports that the window glass industry is showing a great improvement over former years,-the production for the season 1894-95 being about 4,325,250 50-foot boxes, the largest, with one exception, in the history of the country. The same paper says that ‘‘reports from most of the factories emphasized the fact that thev had had the best run in their history.” Nearly all the large product was disposed of, and the factories have started up again in full force for the season of 1895-96, with prospects of a yet greater output, as a number of plants, closed down for several years, will be in working order this season, and new ones will be built.

When clamoring for a prohibitive tariff on window glass, it was claimed ‘by the mantfacturers that a reduction in duties would compel them to reduce wages, but the reverse has happened. Instead of going down since the Wilson tariff went into operation, the wages of window glass workers, numbering about 15,000, have been advanced 10 per cent. The Commoner and Glassworker says of the season 1894-95, practically the first nine months of the Wilson tariff, that ‘‘the workers had steady work and plenty of it.” The results of the 30 per cent. reduetion in the duties on window glass are, therefote, the following: Cheaper glass for the 70,000,000 who use windows; an increased. production and more demand for the,goods turned out by American manufacturers; new factories built and old ones, closed under McKinleyism, started up again; higher wages and steady work for the glass workers. Surely a triumphant vindication of the anti-protection policy.

THESTNUTS.

An Overproduction of the Fall Supply of the High Tariff Variety. _

With the advent of autumn comes once more our old familiar friend, the moldy high tariff chestnut that ‘“‘protection” caused the great decline in the price of steel rails.! The New York Tribune has just heard about the wonderful results of protection in the steel rail imdustry and hastens to tell its readers all about it. “Twenty years ago,” says the Tribune, ‘the city of Cincinnati paid $BO a ton for steel rails. Now rails are less than $3O per ton. This is the result of protection.” ) - :

Certainly. Protection caused it all. It caused Sir Henry Bessemer to invent the method of making steel which has so vastly cheapened -that produet. Of course it happened that the new process was discovered by a wicked free trader in a free trade country, but the Tribune says protection did it,” cand - that paper ouzht to know. The high tariff also caused the invention of improved rolling mills and other machinery which have been adopted durine the past twenty years. At the same time it put great deposits of coal where it could be easily mined, and created the rich iron mines of the northwest. .

At least it must have done these things, -if the Tribune is right, for it was due to their existence that the price of steel rails has fallen. Only the Tribune forgot to say that steel rails are now about § a ton cheaper in free trade England than in this country. If protection puts down prices here, what caused them to fall in Engiand? Not our competition, for our prices are still higher than abroad. Advance in Forsign Wool Prices. By gradual stages after the close of the July auctions of wool in' London prices at private sale advanced about 10 per cent. At the September series of colonial wool sales, this advance was fully maintained, and some deseriptiony showed a farther improvement of s'per cent. The effect of this continued strength in foreign wool values must be ultimately felt in American markets. Prices have gone up abroad for the same reason that they have recently risen in this country—the consumption has increased. The European advance has now overshot thie parity with American prices, but a readjustment is inevitable. The higher cost of wool in Europe is likely to restrict imports, divert a larger share of the consuming demand to domestic flceces and thus restore the equilibrium of values.—Philadelphia Record, ' S © 1 UAfter Light. ; ‘The Buffalo Commercial (rep.) says: *“*What the people want to know is not what started the business boom, but what is going to keep it up.” The republican organs are much exercised by the fear that the prosperity the country is beginning to enjoy will last until the presidential olection of 1896.—N: Y. Telegram. Sama iR /

-FOR YOUNG PEOPLE.

THE EEAR AND THE BEES. . In Poland onpgo a hungi-y bear ; Growled: “ges. give me your honey theret You are so weak and I so strong, : You cannot keep it from me long.” . And ere the little bees’émk e The bear was on them in a wink, G Climbing the tree wich grumbling sound, ‘While all the bees came buzzing round. -

But when he did the sweets demand They paid no heed to his command; So, putting in his nose, he cried To those within: “Just step aside!” Insjead they stung him, one and all “If you are large and we are small, You shall at least well punished be, If from our stcre you do not flee.”

. The bear got mad—no help it Lrings: ¢ He growls and roars, so sharp their stings. Oh, how they smart, nose, toague and ear! He must retreat, 'tis very clear.’ X

The bees exulted—hum, hum, hum! . The ™ear groaned flercely—brum, brum, lrum! ) ‘ And as he fled oould hear them say: *lf you don’t like it. keep away!”; : —Translated frong the German, by W. W. Caldwell, in Boston Budget. : ) - TREE-CLIMBING RABBITS. Parrots That Eat Sheép and Sheep That: ) Thrive on Snalls. . - It seems almost a stretch of the im.agination to think of rabbits climbing itrees. Yet in Australia many rabbits have somehow acquired the tree-climb-ing habit, having been forced, om ac-. count of the persecutions of dogs and’ other animals, to drop burrowing and imitate squirrels. An Australian sent on to England rece_fi\tly the two front feet of a rabbit that had been killed on an acacia, three yards from the ground, and he wrote in his letter that “this ;was not at all a remarkable thing, and he had often found them, or at least the traces of their claws, on the bark of trees four, five and six yards high. For a parrot to eat sheep is another remarkable thing, and yet the kea of New Zealand has become a sheep eater, having changed to this article of food from a purely vegetable diet. The kea has proved a serious source of annoyance to the New Zealand herdsmen, and methods have been taken for the destruction of the species.' These gay colored little birds will eat almost any kind of meat, but it is sheep that they prefer. . - They have been Lknown to kill as many as two hundred in a single night, and have done serious harm to the flocks. The tradition of the island is that at one time these parrots were unable to obtain their usual supply of vegetable food and that in desperation they invaded the “drying rooms” and ate whatever came to hand, finding sheep most agreeable. In Iceland almost all of the horses are fish eaters, for the reason that grain is scarce there and fish is plentiful. In England - sheep are known who delight in snails. The observation of this fact is not new; it dates back one hundred and fifty years., : ' S

It is well known that a large number of insectivorous birds become grair eaters whenever they find that they cannot procure their ordinary diet of insects.—N. Y. World. -

TWO SMART PUG DOGS.

Grover Performi Many Tricks and the Other Acts as Messenger. ‘

It is the general impression that pug dogs ‘are too dull to be taught to perform tricks, and professional trainers have in most cases turned their attention to other breeds. Thereisnodoubt that a pug dog, taken at the right age and with proper care and patience, can be taught many amusing and difficult tricks. It is proved by the -following: Grover is a pug owned by Charles L. Tibbles, of Englewood, who hasdevoted a great deal of time to the dog's education. Groverisa full blooded pug. All his ancestors were full blooded pugs, with their tails curled to the left. His

VR Ay ‘ ],; ' i ,“2‘l}' ' s et 1l s Mg I $ * 7/‘" ' iy , 1 / )fl( ! . ///4///‘4‘/ /\“t‘ ' /// [ A = _‘u‘ // = =2\ yL} xm e \7\":‘ »{»LH / P ' GROVER. ' ability to learn was discovered when he was a diminutive fat ball of yellow and black hair and legs at the age of four weeks. They commenced. by sitting him braced up in the corner and feeding him. After several trials at-this the family were eating dinner, when, hearing the dog whine, they found him sitting up in the corner by himself and crying for something to eat. I'romi that time on his education has been rapid, until now he performs at least-a dozen amusing and entertaining tricks. He knows each member of the family by name, and will go to either ohe of them when told to do so. He will stand on his hind legs with fore feet}igai'ixst the wall, nose betwecen his p:iws, and play hide and seek, finding whoever is hiding when they give the word. i

He will walk across the room erect on his hind legs, play dead, say hjs prayers, sit ercct on a chair, fetch a ball or slipper, and, in fact, seems to understand just what is said tp him. There is another in‘tflmefigg pug owned by a lady in Groveland park. Une day recently a dressmaker was sewing at the house. It was about dinner time and she was preparing to lay down her work, when in rushed the pug, and, placing itself squarely in front of her, gave two short, sharp barks, and then turned abruptly away and trotted downstairs. This rather startled the lady for a minute, but she went on quietly with her sewing. In a few minutes.the pug rushed in agair, and this time he gave three short, angry barks, and out he bounced and downstairs again. The actions of the dog made the seamstress nervous, and laying aside her work she went down to the dining-room and found dinner walting. She mentioned the peculiar actions of the dog to its mistress, and laughing she said: *Oh, I just sent him-up-to call you to dinner.” Anditwasa fact—Chicago Times-Herald.” - = . A Mystery Explained. -~ - et _There wassnoldlady _ Whollvedin a shoe;: - ... lvoccurred ia Chioago— Lol mseostsve

" THRILLING RESCUE. e % - —— t Bix Heroes Risk Their Lives to Save a ; Would-Be Suicide. i ‘Much imperiling of life is demand in the midocean rescue of a,drownii man, and such an incident always furnishes intense dramatic interest for a spectator. Baron de Malortie, in a recent interesting work, recalls an excitmg scene he witnessed years ago while crossing the Atlantic. The ship was several days out when, one afternoon, he wasiidly lounging about on the upper deck. : ; Suddenly, he says,.l saw a man approach the bulwark. He threw overboard some Qobjects—we_ learned

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'Oh, the anxiety with which |we watched: both the boat and its goall Disappearing altogether at monul:iis, when we feared we had seen the last of these noble fellows, another gigantic wave would toss them up again lir{le a cork. It was exciting in the extreme. ‘But the boat was gaining; neareriand mnearer it came, whilst we were slowly following it in its wake. ‘There! the doctor throws a life-belt. They are only some yards off now. |But no, a cruel wave has tossed them .‘[)ILSC the object of their tremendous eflorts. There they are throwing round her nose; they are tacking; the middy has passed the rudder to an old quartermaster, and, ax;méd with boat-hools, he and the doctor stand ready for action.

- Another second and the life-helt is hooked; the man is grasping it defpcr—ately, but he has no strength left; thers_ he slips—all is lost, just'at the crjtical ‘moment.

. But who is that jumping ovcrht{nrd 2 Three cheers for thebrave man—it/s the doctor! DBut he, too, disappears. Are there to be two victims instead of one? No, no! And there—hurrah!—there is the doctor, his precious burden before him. [

The men pull like mad to reach the two ere they sink again. ,The g‘dliant young middy is watchingafor the right moment. More life-belts are thrown. They help the doctor to keep above water; another pull and the boat:hook Thas done its duty, and whilst two of the men stick to the oars the others are busy dragging rescuer and rescued on board. > d

~ The long, cold bath, the fright and the proximity of death had wonderfully sobered the would-be suicide, whom remorge for a drunken spree had driven to this mad freak. It did not require many ‘restoratives to bring him to, and two hours later he had an opportunity of recapitulating his adventure in dire solitude, having been condemmed|to be kept.in irons for the rest of the voyage, a well-deserved punishment for exposing six valuable lives, the lives of six heroes, indeed, in this perilous venture,

- -~ A BRAVE LITTLE BOY. -He Thought -of i Otli:‘ers, Not of | IXim-s * self. Here is a tragic, as well as pathetic, picture showing something of the hard, barren lives of the children of the poor, not only in New York, but in lother .great cities. Itis taken from th¢ New York Tribune: Henry Bauer, eight years old, living in I'ront street, was found .dead in bed on Wednesday night by his father, who came home from work at eight o'tlock. The lad’s death was pathetie.| His mother died four months ago, and the father was not willing to send ?i’s childrfen toany institution. IHenny and his two sisters, both younger than himself, kept house as best they could. They were lonely without |their mother, and little Henry, who assumed charge of the little girls, Worric{d and pined over his hard lot. There was no escaping it, however, and every Llay he ‘gave them their dinner, kept them as tidy as possible, and wond'cred‘ if he should ever have a good time again. . Wednesday afternoon he told Mrs. Weigand, a neighbor who had shown a fondness for him, that his head ached badly. 2 | “I guess I'm going to be sicli, Mrs. Weigand,” said he, ‘‘and mamma isn't here to take care of me. Who'll take care -of— of them?” he asked, -his eyes filling with tears and his face growing paler: b ' . Mrs. Weigand told him to lie. down and rest, and his little sisters would'be taken care of all right. ' E‘l; . “When you wake up your headache will be gone,” said she, good-humoredly. ~ He crawled into bed with his qloth‘ess on and.went to sleep, and when he woke up it was with his ‘“‘mother. ‘When his father called his name at eight o’clock tifere was no response. - “IHenry's asleep, papa,” said the youngest child. =~ to the bedside of the motionloss-boy. One look at the pale face showed him that little Henry's complainings bad been wall founded. Death s supposed to have been due to some brain trouble,