Plymouth Tribune, Volume 4, Number 27, Plymouth, Marshall County, 6 April 1905 — Page 3

CIIAVTEII X.-(ContInued.l With these I set to work, and by the end of twenty minutes had plaited . a rope, weak to be sure, but long enough to reach the ground with plenty to spare. Then, having bent my bodkin to the form of a hook, " I tied it to the end of the cord, weighted it with a crown from my pocket, and clambered up to the window. I was going to angle for the hangman's tope. A dozen times I pulled my hook across the coil before It hitched, and then a full three-score of times the rope slipped away before I had raised it a dozen rards. My elbow was raw, almost with leaning on the sill, and I began to lose heart and head, when, to my delight, the bodkin caught and held. It had fastened on a kink in the rope not far from the end. I began to pull up hand oyer hand, trembling all the while like a leaf. At last I caught it, and, slipping back Into the room, pulled it after me yard upon yard. My heart went loud and fast. There was nothing to fasten it to iut an iron staple in the door; that meant losing the width of my cell, some six feet This, however, must be risked, and I made the end fast, lowered the other out of the window again and, climbing to a sitting posture ou the window sill, thrust out my legs over the gulf. Thankful was I that darkness had fallen before this and hidden the giddy depths below me. I gripped the rope and poshed myself inch by inch through the window, and out over the ledge. For a moment I dangled. Tien, wreathing my legs round the rope, I loosed my left hand and caught with it again some $ix Inches lower. And so down I Trent. Minute followed minute and left me still descending, six inches at a time, and looking neither above nor below, but always at the gray wall that seemed sliding up in front of me. The first dizziness was over, but a horrible aching of the arms had taken the place of it. Twas growing intolerable, .when suddenly my legs, that sought to close round the rope, found space only. I had come to the end. I looked down. A yar " 'ow my feet the beam of the gallows .ned palely out of the darkness. xxeru was my chance. I let my hands slip down the last foot or so of rope, hung for a moment, then dropped for the beam. My feet missed it, as I' intended they should; but' I flung both arms out and caught it, bringing myself up with a jerk. While ye I hung clawing, I heard a footstep coming through the gateway. Here was a fix. With all spejd and silence I drew myself up to the beam, found a hold with one knee upon it, got astride and lay down at length, flattening my body down against the timber. The footsteps drew nearer and passed almost under the gallows. 'Twas an officer, for, as he passed, he called out: "Sergeant Downs! Sergeant Downs!" A voice from the guardroom in the barbican answered him through the darkness. "Why is not the watch set?" "In a minute, sir; it wants a minute to six." "I thought the colonel ordered it at half past five?" In the silence that followed the barbican clock, began to strike, and half a dozen troopers tumbled out from the guardroom. The officer returned to the inner ward aa they 'ispersed to their posts; and soon there as silence again, save for the tramp of a sentry crossing and recrossing the pavement below. me. All this while I lay flattened along the beam, scarce daring to breathe. But at lenth, when the man had passed below fjr the sixth time, I found heart to wiggle myself toward the doorway over which the gallows protruded. By slow degrees, ' and pausing whenever the fellow drew near, I crept close up to the wall, then, waiting the proper moment, cast my legs over, dangled for a second or two, swinging myself toward the sill, flung myself off, and, touching the ledge with one toe, pitched forward in the room. The effect of this wu to give me a sound crack as I struck the flooring, which lay about a fcot below the level of the sill. I picked myself up and listen'd. Outside the regular tramp of the sentry pror'd ne had not heard me. In the room where I stood the flooring was uneven to the foot, and scattered with small pieces of masonry. Twas one of the many chambers in the castle that had dropped into disrepair. Groping my way with both hands, and barking my shins on the loose stones, I found a low vaulted passage that led me into a second chamber, empty as the first. To my delight, the door to this was ajar, with a glimmer of light slanting through the crack. I made straight toward it, and pull'd the "oor softly. It open'd, and show'd a lantern dimly burning, and the staircase of the keep winding past me, up into darkness. My chance was, of course, to descend, which I did on tiptoe, hearing no sound. The stairs twisted down and down, and ended by a stout door with another lamp shir.:ng above it After listening a moment I decided to be bold, and lifted the latch. A faint cry saluted me. I stood face to face with the jailer's daughter. The room was a small one, well lit, and lin'd about the walls with cups. Twas as I guess' d, a mess room for the soldiers, and the girl had been scouring one of the pewter mugs when my entrance startled her. She stood up, white as if painted, and gasp'd: "Quick quick! Down here behind the counter for your life!" There was scarce time to drop on my knees before a couple of troopers loung'd in. The girl bustled about to serve them, while the pair lean'd their elbows on the counter, and in this easy attitude began to .chat. "A shrewd night!" "Aye, a very freezing frost! Lucky that soldiering is not all sentry work, or I for one ud ensue my natural trade o' plumbing. But let's be cheerful, for the oice o' the turtle Is heard i' the land." "Heyr 'The turtle signiSeth the Earl o' Stamford, that is to-night visiting Colonel Essex in secret, an 'this is the t import war, bloody war. Mark me." "Stirring, striving times!" "Yon may say so! A hath fifteen thousand men, the Earl, no farther off than Taunton why, my dear, how pale you look, to be sure!" "Tis my head that aches," answer d the giri. The men saunterM out. I crept from under the counter, and look'd at her. "ratheU kUl me for this!" 'Thea you 6hall say Is it forward or back I must go?" "Neither." She pull'd up a trap close beside her feet, and pointed out a ladder leading down to Cx9 darknesi "The courts are fall of troopers," she added. "Qziz'sl Tiara's a due? ct the far end. It Iz-Zi to the crypt cf Ci. Paha's Chapel. rcu'Il find the ke7 tU It, a Itnt:rx Htro U C-t czl f.tzV Ch c i'J tirn 3Tra frcn a ttclf tedd

her. "Crouch down, or they'll spy you through the window. From the crypt a passage takes you to the governor's house. How to escape then, heaven knows! Tis the best I can think on." I thank' d her, and began to step down the ladder. She stood for a moment to watch, leaving the trap open for better light. Between the avenue of casks and bins I stumbled toward the door and lantern that were just to be discern'd at the far end of the cellar. As I struck steel on flint, I heard the trap close; and since then have never set eyes on that kindhearted girL The lantern lit, I followed her directions and succeeded in gaining unobserved the entrance hall of the governor's house. An oak door, very massive, fronted me; to left and right were two smaller doors, that plainly led into apartments of the house. While I stood pondering which door to take, the doubt was answer'd for me. From behind the right hand door came a burst of laughter, on top of which a man's voice the voice of Colonel Essex call'd out. I took a step to the door on the left, paus'd for a second or two with my hand on the latch, and then cautiously push'd it open. The chamber was empty. Twas a long room, with a light burning on a square center table; and around it a mass of books, loose papers and documents strewn. Clearly this was the Colonel's oQce.

CHAPTER XI. I gave a rapid glance around. .The lamp's rays scarce illumin'd the far corners; but in one of these stood a great leathern screen, and over the fireplace near it a rack was hanging, full of sword, pistols and walking canes. Stepping toward it I caught sight of Anthony's sword, suspended there among the rest (they had taken it from me on the day of my examination); which now I took down and strapp'd at my side. I then chose out a pistol or two, slipp'd them Into my sash, and advanced to the center table. Under the lamplight lay His Majesty's letter, open.' My hand was stretch'd out to catch it up, when I heard across the hall a door open'd, . and the sound of men's voices. They were coming toward the office. There was scarce time to slip back, and hide behind the screen, before the door latch was lifted, and two men enter'd, laughing yet. ' "Business, my lord business," said the first Ctwas Colonel Essex); "I have much to do to-night." "Sure," the other answered, "I thought we had settled it. You are to lend me a thousand out of your garrison" "Which, on my own part, I would willingly do. Only I beg you to consider, my lord, that my position here hangs on a thread. The extreme men are already against me; they talk of replacing me by Fiennes " "Nat Fiennes is no soldier." "No; but he's a bigot a stronger recommendation. Should this plan miscarry, and I lot e a thousand men- " "Heavens alive, man! It cannot miscarry. Hark ye; there's Ruthen of Plymouth will take the south road with all his forces. A day's march behind I shall follow along roads to northward parallel for a way, but afterward conversing. The Comishmen are all in Bodmin. We shall come on them with double their number, aye, almost treble. Can you doubt the issue?" "Scarcely, with the Earl of Stamford for general." Twill be swift and secret," he said, "as death himself- and as sure. Let be the fact that Hopton is all at sixes aud sevens since the Marquis shipped for Wales; and at daggers drawn with Mohun." Said the Colonel slowly "Aye, the notion is good enough. Were I not in this corner I would not think twice. Listen now; only this moraing they forced me to order a young man's hanging, who might if kept alive be forced in time to give us news of value. I darM not refuse." "He that you caught with the king's letter?" "Aye a trumpery missive, dealing with naught but summoning o the sheriffs posse and the like. There is more behind, could we but wait to get at it" The gallows may loosen his tongue. And how of the girl that was taken, too?" "I have her In safe keeping. This very evening I shall visit her, and make another trial to get some speech." "May I see the letter V The Colonel handed it, and tinkled a bell impatiently. At length steps were heard in the hall, and a servant opened the door."Order the coach around at the barbican in twenty minutes from now without fail. And say 'twill save time the fellow's to drive me to Mistress Finch's house in St. Thomas' street sharp T As the man departed on his errand, the Earl laid down His Majesty's letter. "Hang the fellow," he said, "if they want it; the blame, if any, will be theirs. But, in the name of heaven, Colonel, don't fail in lending me this thousand men! 'Twill finish the war out of hand." "I'll do it," answered the Colonel slowly. "And I'll remember it," said the EarL To-morrow at 6 o'clock I set out." The two men shook hands on their bargain and left the room, shutting the door after them. I crept forth from behind the screen. Thus far it had been all fear and trembling with me; but now this was chang'd to a kind of panting joy. Twas not that I had spied the prison keys hanging near the fireplace, nor that behind the screen lay a heap of the colonel's riding boots, whereof a pair, ready spurrM, fitted me choicely well; but that my ears tingled with news that turn'd my escape to a matter of public welfare. Shod in the colonel's boots, I advane'd again to the table. With sealing wax and the governor's seal, that lay handy, I clos'd up the king's letter, and sticking It in my breast, caught down the bunch of keys and made for the door. The hall was void. I snatch'd down a cloak and heavy broad-brimm'd htX from one of the pegs, and donning them, slipp'd back the bolts of the heavy door. Then I stepp'd forth into the night, shutting the door quietly on my heels. My feet were on the pavement of the inner ward. Above, one star only broke the blackness of the night Across the court was a sentry tramping. As -1 walk'd boldly up, he stopp'd short by the gate between the wards and regarded me. Now was my danger. I knew not the right key for the wicket; and tf I fumbled, the fellow would detect me for certain. I chose' one and drew ctorcr; the fellow look'd, saluted, stepp'd to the wicket, and open'd it himsUf. "Good-night, CcIoscL" I did not trust mysslf to tzrrcr; but pxzzsd rapidly through to ths cctcr ward. Hers, to ny Joy, by tha ercYd sizzis of the barbican ftij wts ths carriage

waiting,, the porter standing beside the door; and here also, to my dismay, was a torch light, and under it half a dozen soldiers chatting. A whisper pass'd oa my approach "The colonel!" and they hurried into the guard room. "Good evening, Colonel!" The porter bow'd low, holding the door wide. I pass'd him rapidly, climb'd into the shadow of the coach and drew a long breath. Then ensued a hateful pause, as the great gate3 were unbarr'd. I gripp'd my knees for impatience. The driver spoke a word to the' porter, who came round to the coach door again. "To Mistress Finch's, Is It not?" "Ay," I muttered; "and quickly." The coachman touched up his pair. The wheels mov'd; went quicker. We were outside the castle. After a short drive the coach came to a halt. I looked out Facing me was a narrow gateway leading to a house that stood somewhat back from the street. Over the grill a link was burning. I stepp'd from the coach, open'd the gate, and crossing the small conrt, rang at the house bell. At first there was no answer. I rang again; and now had the satisfaction to hear a light footfall coming. A bolt was pull'd and a girl appear'd holding a candle high in her hand. Quick as thought, I stepp'd past her into the passage. "Delia!" "Jack!" "Hist! Close the door. Where Is Mistress Finch?" "Upstairs, expecting Colonel Essex. Oh, the happy day! Come " She led me into a narrow back ro m and setting down the light regarded me. "Jack, my eyes are red for thee!" "I see they are. To-morrow I was to be hang'd." She put her hands together, catching her breath; and very lovely I thought her. In her straight gray gown and Puritan cap. 'They have been questioning me. Didst get my letter?" The answer was on my lip when there came a sound that made us both start Tw33 the dull echo of a gun firing, up at the Castle. "Delia, what lies at the back here?" "A garden and a garden door; after these a lane leading to Hedcliff street" "I must go,' this moment" "And I?" She did not wait my answer, but, running out into the- passage, she came swiftly back with a heavy key. I open'd the window. "Delia! De-lia!" Twas a woman's voice calling her, at the head of the stairs. "Aye, Mistress Finch;" "Who was that at the door?" I sprang into the garden and held forth a hand to Delia. "In one moment mistress!" call'd she, and in one moment wai hurrying with me across the dark garden beds. As she fitted the key to the gar den gate I heard the voice again. "De-lia!" , - ' Twas drown'd in a wild rat-a-tat oi the street door and the-shouts of many voices. We were close press'd. "Now, Jack to the right for oui lives! Ah, these clumsy skirts!" (To be continued.)

QUEER COUP OF GAMBLERS. Shooting of Roach in New York Sueseats Interesting Reflections That a gambler who has been shot and mortally wounded by another gambler should doggedly refuse to identify and accuse his assailant, and that the assailant on his part when brought to the bedside of his dying victim, should refuse to take his hand these things seem to ordinary men and women almost incredible. But ordinary men and women must bear in mind the fact that gamblers are not of their kind; that they have altogether different ideas of conduct; that their emotions and passions are different and their conceptions of honor something quite out'of the ordhary. Of these two gamblers it might without any risk whatever.be assumed that all their liveä it has been their highest desire to feel themselves to be and to be generally looked upon as "dead-game sports." The obligation not to "peach," which notoriously inheres in the quality of "deadgameness," was recognized as binding by the gambler who in peril of Immediate dissolution would not identify and accuse the man who was known by the police and- the bystanders to have shot him. . He was able to take care of himself, he said; that J, he asked no favors of the law, not even the posthumors favor of doing hia murdered to death In the electric chair. There are hundreds, maybe thousands, of tough youngsters In this city now ripening for lives of crime whose highest ambition it is to be considered deadgame sports. None of the honors and rewards of life commonly prized by men and women would be held by these youngsters in any such esteem. The murderer's refusal to take thfl proffered hand of his victim is readily accounted for on grounds of temperament and moral organization. The man who shot Roche seems to be a wholly unmoral being, a man with the low nervous organization of the brute and with only the rudiments of tha higher faculties. There are many such men walking the streets of New York, or of any other of the world's great cities, men to whom the forgiveness of an enemy even upon the enemy's deathbed would seem a weakness. Equally with his victim this gambler would be incapable of Invoking the a!d of the law to redress a private grievance. Professional gambling breeds men of this type. New York Times. The Early Use or Petroleum. From the diary kept by one of the surveyors It appears that the first uso of petroleum as a remedy in this country occurnxi in the neighborhood ot the head waters of the Allegheny, in the western part" of New York, about the beginning of the nineteenth century. As the oil flowed from a spring it accumulated on the surface of shallow pools, aud Its medicinal properties were first recognized by the Indians In that section of the country. This oiL which was . then known as "Seneca oil," was collected and ' dried in the sun, and in addition to 1U medicinal use it was also employed for mixing thy war paint for the tribe. T'L Cause for Fear. Tpx bo afraid of lightning," said the pretty girl, who was a borne flirt "And well you may be," rejoined one of her masculine victims. "You have a heart cf steel." Philadelphia Inquirer. 4 A lanrjh, to ta joyous must Cow from a Joyces heart, for without klndncrj Cera can to to true Jcy Carito

The DressmakerV Soliloquy. There, now her dress is finl Jied; take it and fold it so; Fluffy with lace and ribbons; she's in a hurry, you know. Yes, it's a pretty garment pretty as I have made It has a day of backache sewed in the narrow braid; Buttons I stitched some eyesight into the dress with them, And there's a night of headache bound in the heavy hem. She was in such a hurry once she was here to see Why I could work no faster; that time she scolded me; Said in a gracious manner that she believed I lied - Not in those words exactly that was the night I cried. See this embroidered flower worked in the bodice here? That is some ertir. trimming hiding a dried-out tear. Carefully fold and wrap it isn't It pretty, though? Looks so complete and perfect, no one would ever know ' now it could ho'.d a headache, how it could represent Wrists that are worn and weary, back . that is strained and bent; No one would guess that flower she called it "simply dear!" No one would guess that flower covered a tired-out tear. Maybe you'll see her in it But you could never guess - ' -' That it was head and heartache made it a pretty dress. Maybe it makes it better, truer in stitch and 'seam " ' When you're in such a hurry you haven't ' time to dream. Look at the bodice, will you? Notice how it appears, There where I worked the flowers where it was .stained with tears. Skirt of Storm Serge. Skirt of storm serge, with nine gores. Each alternate gore has double pleat stitched . over the other one, which below knee depth has a shaped flounce joined under .a trimming of wide diamond braid. Health and Beauty Hints. Never put anything in the ear for the relief of toothache. Never scratch the ears with anything but the fingers if they itch. Do not use the head of a pin, hairpin, pencil tips or anything of th?t nature. For tender eyes mike an' infusion of one handful of cornflowers in a pint of hot water. Let it stand one hour. Strain and use either tepid or cold. Never let the feet become cold and damp or sit with the back toward a window, as these things tend to ag gravate any existing hardness of hear ing. For nervousness try celery tea, which may be made by steeping the tops, roots or even the seed or by draining the water from cooked celery. The girl with the sallow complex ion will do well to eat oranges. Not one orange alone at breakfast, but four or five each day. This works won ders. Cheerfulness. "If you would increase your happiness and prolong your life, forget your neighbor's faults. Forget the temptations. Forget the fault-finding, and give little thought to the cause which provoked it. Forget the peculiarftle's of your friends and only remember the good points which make you fond of them. Forget all personal quarrels or histories you may have heard by accident and which, if repeated, would seem a thousand times worse than they are. Blot out as far as possible, all the disagreeables of life; they will come, but they will only grow larger when you remember them, and the constant thought of the acts of meanness, or, worse still, malice, would only tend to make you mor. familiar with them. . Obliterate everything disagreeaole from yesterday, start out with a clean sheet for to-day and write upon it for sweet memory's sake only those things which are lovely and lovable." The new walking hats are jauntier than ever. Shaded blue camellias are striking novelties. Real diamond pins and hatpins are in fashion. Cotton voile comes in all the pretty pale colors. Safe to say that sash ribbons were never lovalier. Hair ribbons Ecoin rather to grow in importance. A lovely fabric is the new cccanfoam bcngaline.

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1. Debutante frock of rose-colored ' silk mousseline over white silk, trimmed 'with lace edged with rose quillings.1 2." Young matron's gown of tomato red velvet, made with embroidered Jacket over high girdle and a bow of tulle at the breast, stiffened with jet sequins. Skirt opens over a lace panel In front ,3. White net covered with spangles, over white silk foundation. Flounces edged with rich lace. Crescent applications of turquoise blue velvet, edged with spangles. . .

Underwear is as nearly all lace as it can be made. Checked. Panama makes some good looking street suits. There are taffetas for little more than half a dollar a yard. Most of the spring jackets are bloused over high girdles. . Colored stones are set in gold on a ground of diamond dust Yoke empiecements to waists are of every variety and shape. Betsy Bounce hats of white horsehair, are new for children. . The accordion plaited blouse may be .relied upon as an assured fact. Embroidered Valenciennes is among the novelties on the lace counter. Buff, corn color and light orange tones enter largely into th -silks. For morning frocks there are pretty girdles and stocks of plaid ribbon. Brussels net with hem of crepe holds first place in mourning veils. All the soft, sheer fabrics are used for evening gowns for young girls. - A great deal of white is noticeable In the trimming of the tpria cos tumes. In Lapland the crime -which is pun ished most severely, next to murder, Is the marrying a giri against the ex press wish of her parents. The Empress of Germany's private weddingpresent to her relaüonsaiwayß consists of a very plain traveling clock, for she values among all other virtues that of punctuality. Dr. Amelia Wilkes Wines, who re cently celebrated her eightieth birth day, is the oldest practicing woman doctor in the world. She has practiced in New York City since lSo4. Mrs. Hetty Green, the richest woman in the wofld, says that women are seldom successful in commercial tin dertakings because they do not Appreciate the importance of minding their own business. One of the curious social laws of Peru forbids women to attend funer als. and they. do not appear at wed dings (except as one of the principals), unless they are very intimate friends of the contracting parties. In France the woman bank clerk has come to stay. The Credit Lyon TKila was. a French correspondent points out, the first bank to employ women. There are now in tnat great institution 1,000 women clerks. A Japanese statistical pamphlet states that a Japanese may divorce his wife for talking too much. The latest annual figures show that with fewer than 300,000 Japanese marriage reported in the year there were more than 60,000 divorces. Mother's of Great Men. The mother of President Loubet has recently died, to the deep grief of her distinguished son. IIi3 father was a so-called peasant-proprietor, and his mother kept to the day of her death the costume, the speech and the simDle manners of a peasant woman. The president of the French Republic visited her regularly in her little village and it was no uncommon sight to see him helping her In some humble task in her garden or about her cottage. It has not always proved a happy fate to be the mother of a great man. although Madame Loubet and the mother of the present pope both plain countrywomen have had great delight in their sons. Mrs. HosettL mother of a whole family cf distinguished children, once j

said, "I always had a passion for intellect;-now I wish there was a little less intellect in the family, go as to allow for a little more common sense." The widow of Shelley, discussing with a friend the question of a suitable school for the son of the dead poet, was advised to send him where he would learn to think for himself. "No, no! God forbid!" exclaimed Mrs. Shelley. "Let me send him where he will learn to think like. other people!" But for genius and ordinary child alike,, no mother can do a better service than steadily to teach respect for her wish and devotion to her person. For queen and for peasant there Is no nobler office than to be a good mother; and for every child born into the world there is no more precious good fortune than to have a good mother. Youth's Companion.

She Takes Ilia Part. Say what you please about them, there will always be a woman to defend them. She is most likely the woman who "has been around when some special catastrophe beset a household, and who had opportunity to witness the exceeding imperturbability and calm self-possession of the men of the family under circumstances that sent their female relatives into hysterical highstrikes. It is enough to thrill any observing woman with awe and admiration, the way one of these strong creatures conducts himself in moments of critical peril. lie either vanishes from sight on more important business or rises grandly to occasion. No tears nor sighs are a part of his make-up. He is born for action. Where They Beside. When a girl is first engaged she figures on a ten-room house in the swell part of town. As time goes on the house gradually decreases in size until it is a four-room structure. Then all the fancy trimmings are left off, and next the house Is located in a remote part of town. Finally when the wedding comes off it Is announced that the couple will reside with the bride's father. Washing Blankets. When blankets are to be washed for the first time they should first be soaked over night in cold water and then rinsed. This is to remove the sul phur used in the bleaching. After this they should be 6onsed until clear in a lukewarm lather made with boiled soan and water and then rinsed well in clear water. Coat In Klmon Styl.. -I Long coat of Bur ling ham in kimono style, with pointed rieeve, which is embroidered in Byzantine design with fancy braids. Coat and sleeve bor dered with velvet and the embroidery finishes the front. Coat and sleeve bordered with veivet and the embroidery finishes the front.

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NOTES AKD COMMENTS.

No block eystem can prevent blockheads from making railroad travel dangerous, avows the Cleveland Leader. Even the most Democratic of American babies is a despot when it conies to a question of rule, says the Baltimore American. A man's good nature can be accurately gauged from the distance his children run to meet him when he comes home, observes the New YorK Tribune. No man ought ever to write a love letter without thinking constantly how it will sound when it is real out loud in Court, admonishes the Somerville Journal. In the estimation of the Loiidon Spectator, the two foremost men now alive are President Roosevelt and Emperor William, but it doesn't state which is first among the foremost, the Boston Transcript comments. After the 2,000,000 francs reportei to have been accumulated by a recently deceased French beggar, we can't help wondering that nobody has yet advertised to teach this gentle, art by mail in easy lessons, siys the Boston Transcript "Be a beggar! Fortunes accumulated without previous experience." The Alps are now pierced by thiee great tunnels, the St. Gothard, Mont Cenis, and the new Simeon. The fast named is by far the longer and grander of the three, says the Birmingham (Ala.) Age-Herald. More difficulties had to be overcome in the course of its construction, and it will prove the most popular line of travel between Italy and western Eirope. Altogether forty million dollars have been expended in overcoming the Alps by means of tunnels, and the successful completion of the Simplon tunnel shows that no tunnel is impossible. ; War is abhorent, but it has at least one innocent use. It Is an efficient educator in geography, declares the Philadelphia Ledger. War teaches this branch of education with more interest and thoroughness than the most accomplished professor in his classroom; and, on the other hand, It is urged by many eminent military men that an accurate knowledge of geography is necessary for successful warfare. The art of war and geography are in intimate association. The latter is called "the handmaid of tactics and strategy." So important is the relation of geographical education to war that the London Times has opened its columns 4.o the discussion of the subject. President Patton of the Princeton theological seminary declared in a recent address that much of the present day preaching is a mixture of sociology and sentimentality and that instead of Christianizing society the tendency is to socialize Chrisitanity. He said also that the difficulty with most men is that they do not know where they stand; with minds unsettled as to philosophical questions many refrain from entering the ministry that would otherwise do so. Hence, he concluded that a large responsibility rests upon the colVse professors of philosophy. "If their pupils," he said, "are allowed to ta:e hold of purely materialistic doctrines and cling to them they cannot become minisrers of Jesus ChrLät unless they be Hypocrites." "Marmaduke" in the London Graphic asks: "Were there no United States would English Society be solvent? That Question has never yet been asked nor examined. Several millions have been brought into our society during the last forty years by American heiresses, and an enormous sum has been received in exchange for land, paintings, engravings, old furniture, works of art, jewels, plate and books. Moreover, American capital has been invested in this country mostly through the intervention of titled Englishmen, who, of course, have generally benefited by the transaction." This is presumably a delicate allustlon to their Graces of Marlborough and Roxburghe. He continues: "Probably one hundred milions have come to the West End through these various transactions. Would the West End have een bankrupt had that sum not been procurable?" How good of "Marmaduke" to call them "transactions!" . Time and again we have broughti to the attention of our readers the statement of how the farmer of the future would have to be a man of' brains and also capable of using; those brains to advantage, reflects I the Weekly Witness. The man who is at the head of the Department; of Agriculture, Hon. James Wilson surely ought to know something' along this line. We give you the pithj of a statement just Jssusd by fciinj and we cannot help but think thatj there is perfect harmony in ouri views. Mr. Wilson says that "the far-! mer of the future must be a practical) scientist. The man who does not un-j derstand the science of the soil ha no business on -the farm; if the boyj wants to be a farmer it is just as) necessary that he take a course at an agricultural college as it is to thej boy who wants to be a lawyer, a doc-) tor or a preacher, to have a univer-! sity education." When our ruralresidents realize that the above is; true and that they must abide b7 it, the next generation of, farmers will' show a vast improvement. The amount of money advanced to! Irish tenants for the purchase ofj their lands under the various acts ofj parliament passed sincfe ; 1SSC Is, according to a parliamentary paper, $128,866,015. The race of Todas, in India, which practices polyandry (one wife having two or more husbands), which tt.-3 100,000 strong a century ajo, has dwindled to 101 persons-