Plymouth Tribune, Volume 6, Number 5, Plymouth, Marshall County, 8 November 1906 — Page 3

The Trail of the Dead:

THE STRANGE EXPERIENCE OF DR. ROBERT HARLAND

By B. FLETCHER ROBINSON ( Copy r lift t 1905. by CHAPTER XXIII. (Continued.) "Wo shall soon have news," he said quietly. "For information that will lead to his arrest, I have offered the police, here and on the continent, a reward of tve thousand pounds -- . lie spoke the truth. " News came soon. indeed. , We were- lunching together in Graden's chambers on the fourth day after their departure, when the telegram arrived. My cousin opened it. As he read, I saw the line of his jaw set and harden. Then he handed it across the table. This was the message: Fearwe are in great periL Come at o.ice. Weston. . The realization of those words must have come to me slowly, for it was Graden's. hand on my arm that woke me from the stupor into which I had fallen. Even then 1 could hardly understand. There is a train at two-twenty," said he. "Can you be ready in five mjnutes?" "But how can the man- how can Marnac have discovered where they are"" I stammered. "In five minutes, I said!" he barked out. "You have no time to waste." We had still a quarter of an hour to pare when our cab rattled over the cobbles of the station-yard. While my coasia took the tickets, I stood at the bookstall, staring at the backs of the novels, with that call for help twisting in-a dreary chant through ' my head. "In great peril. Come at once, so it ran, over and over again. Several passing strangers turned and regarded 'me curiously over their shoulders. - I do not think we spoke more than once before reaching Dover.. I asked if he had telegraphed a reply. lie had done 6o. he said, at Charing Cross. There was a brisk sea running in the Channel, but I felt no sickness. Indeed the passage did me good; for I behaved quita sanely as we passed our bags through the Calais customs. Into the train again, and oa into the night that had fallen. I had a sleeping berth reserved in the wagon-lit, but I did not visit it. Sometimes a fury of impatience seized me, so that I paced the corridor, peering out intj the moonlit country that went sliding by, in its nevervarying sequence of plain and woodland and stecpkj-crowned Tillage; but, for the most part, I sat huddled in my chair thinking. Heaven help us! What torture an active mind inflicts upon poor humanity! Grant a man the imagination of an ox, and many are the woes he will be spared! ' Dawn stole ont on us at Basle, and we stood upon the platform, our faces showing pale in the tinted curtain of the sky that hung above the snow-clad ridges to the westward. The air was very coiü, bnt not with the English bitterness in its breath. We had half an hour to wait. Graden despatched a second telegram tc Pontresina, marking the progress of our Journey. He also wired to Thusis, ordering a carriage to meet our train. CHAPTER XXIV. The sun was up. very red and bold, as we passed through Zurich; and where it touched the rreat lake, the waters shone scarlet as blood under the slanting rays. Before us the Alps were heaving upward, growing mightier every hour, 'with the pinnacles of their strange frost kingdoms blushing ia the early sunshine. By eleven o'clock we had left the open country, passing into a labyrinth of valleys, crowned with pines, waiting .black and silent on their snow carpets, scored with torrents and patched with frozen tarns. Coire was reached by half-past one, and t!e narrow gauge of the Thusis line carried m through meadows and brushwood morasses until we crossed the upper Rhine and drew int6 the station which is set under the cliff bastions, outworks of the Alp citadels beyond. It was then three of the clock. There were still forty mile- left of our journey a ten hours drive over the passes to tbe distant Engadine. A carriage rlth three horses was waiting to our crder without the station. We entered it at once, and the driver swung his team into the Tiefenkastell road. Fifty francs from Graden had impressed him with the necessity for huste. Yet our progress was insufferably tedious. Once across the bridge, we dropped into a walk, while our straining team tugged heavily up the pais of Sehyn. To our left the ridge barred the view; but on the right, narrow valleys sliced deep Into the glittering heights above gave cs sight of the stately peaks that sentinelled the eastern sky. In an hour we had entered the forest o! Versasca for such, I have learned, is its name and so climbed on through the dismal avenues of pines till we passed through galleries and tunnels, hewn deep in the cliff side, out Into the barren snow fields once again. The sun was setting as we rattled over the pavement of the hill'village of Tiefenkastell, that crouched in the shadows of the Albula Gorge. The dying rays struck fiercely on the distant peaks, until those, pale ice maidens found rosy blushes for such reckless gallantry. It was a spectacle of infinite grandeur, and, despite my impatience, I leaned from the window watching the light fade and whiten into the opals of the after-glow. "We can thank our luck that there's a moon, said my cousin, as I drew back lato my corner. "These drivers know the road like a book, but I should like our fellow to see where he's going in the Berguner Stein." ' ... "Is it dangerous?" s , "A ledge for a carriage way, and a precipice for a ditch on tfce near side, is not particularly pleasant for the nerves when you can't see your hand before you." "Yon have been here before, then?" "Oh.-yes!" he said, and so we fell into Hence. It was past six o'clock when we left Filisur, a tiny group of deep-eaved houses, and dropped down the hillside" to the stream. As we rose the further slope through a wood of scattered pines, the moon came peering out from behind two bare and lofty peaks that towered above us into the southern night, lightiug their icy summits so that they glittered like blades of polished steel. It was a ceue of such melancholy desolation that as our horses halted on the crest .of the hill, I lowered th window, thrusting out my head for a. better view. In front of us the white road curled down into a gorge, an ink-black wedge of shadow that drove into the distance between silver ciiffs bright with the moonlight. "Is this the place you spoke of?" I i "It's the Berguner Stein, if it's that you want to know," growled my cousin from amongst his wraps. "Also, I wish you would have the goodness to shut that window." Bat the remembrance of what he had told me about the dangers of the place seat my eyes to the driver's box. As I was leaning from the left-hand window, I did not expect to see more than the fellow's hat; but, to my surprise, there he was well in view, his coat huddled about his ears. As we moved forward, , the mystery explained itself. The man I saw was not driving. "We've taken up a passenger, Cousin Graden," said I, piling In my head. "What's that?" he asked sharply, for my voice had been lost in the load com

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Joseph B. Bowles) plaining of the brakes as we trotted down the decline. "The driver's giving a friend a lift," 1 cried, lean'ng towards him. "I suppos he picked him up at the last village where" I reached no further," for at that instant there rose from without a cry ol such utter terror that I sank back intc my place as if struck in the face by a crushing blow. I iaw a falling :body flash by the right-hand window; the outcry of the brakes ceased with a grating clang. And then, with a "bound like that of a leaping horse, the great post-carriage ruhed roaring down the hill. I thrust out my head, clinging to th sills of the open window. The man upon the box seat was lashing the horses so that they sprang forward in furious bounds. Even as I watched, he cast away his whip with a peal of wild laughter that sounded high above tbe turmoil of the flying hoofs and the heavy wheels. He turned his head, bending sideways, the reins held loosely in his right hand. It was the face of Marnac that stared down upon me. His hat had gone, his white hair streamed backward in the wind. And he was mad mad with an open insanity of which I had observed no . trace before. He shrieked' at me in triumph, waving his hand now to the horses, now to the chasm beyond the four-foot wall that guarded the road. He cursed me with furious gesticulations. ' Even as I write, I seem to see those eyes staring at me out of the white paper eyes goggling , with the lust of murder. Heaven send that time will wipe that remembrance from my brain! I shrank back into the carriage, that rocked and swung and danced beneath me. Graden's huge shoulders almost blocked the other window; but I caught sight of the glint of his revolver in the moonlight. Was it to be man or horse? One or th other, if we were not to leap the precipice at the first sharp turn. Suddenly he shouted, and again I struggled to my post. In the darkness down the road was the glimmer of lights. Nearer anf? nearer they drew, and I, too, raised my voice in a scream of warning. The last fifty yards we took in one bound or so it seemed. I saw a carriage grow out of the shadow that the cliffs above us drew across the road; I saw our leadiiv horse swing to the left and leap blindly at the low wall that hid heaven knew what frightful depths below; and then, with a tottering slide that seemed to wrench the heart out of me, we curled, as a motor skids, into one thunderous crash that blotted out. the world. MRS. IIARLANDS XARRATIVE. CHAPTER XXV. I have been asked by my dear husband to conclude the story of which he has placed the greater part before you. I should have preferred that he had not tried to recall details which I know he cannot remember without suffering; but having once yielded to the persuasion of his friends, I am ready to take every share of the burden that he will yield to me. My father md I, with Reski, the man that Sir Heniy had summoned from Poland, arrived in the Engadine without any incident that is worthy of description. We had engaged rooms in the prin cipal hotel under tjie name of Jackson, ns had been suggested. My father stood the journey very well. But this necessity for giving a false name annoyed him extremely. It was the first time iu his Jife that he had done so, he said, and I had some difficulty in persuading him not to confess the whole circumstauces to thes manager on the day after our arrival. It was on the fourth day of our visit, about' five in' the evening, that we received a telegram from London. It read: "We are coming at once. Graden." As ctfn be imagined, we were very puzzled about it. ..We had sent no message, and we could not "think what was th reason for their sudden determina tion. Reski behaved in a most curious fashion when I 'old him. It might have been the news -of some great good fortune that had reached him. ' "It is very well, very well," he kept on repeating in German a language which, fortunately, I can speak,' though not very correctly. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "Ach, Fräulein! if the two Englishmen arc coming, does it cot mean that Marnac is here?" I suppose I turned rather pale, for the fear o.l that dreadful man was , always in vfj heart, though, indeed, I pretended to father that I had forgotten he existed. But the next instant Reski had dropped down on one knee, taking my hand and kissing it. "I am a dog, Fraulein!" he said simply. "I did not taink of what I spoke. But it is the tl'ing for which I forget all else to meet this man who killed my son. For yot.r father and yourself, have no fear. It is I that will eve watch. You trust me, Fraulein?" "Indeed, Reski, I do," I answered him; and so we parted. (To be continued.) All Horses Hate Camels. Smoking a clay pipe, the circus actor sat In the winter training quarters. Under bis supervision a thin boy was learning 'to ride erect on a quiet horse with a broad, flat back. ( "In some towns they won't let us show," said the man, "unless we have lio camels with ns. Camels are a serious drawback to shows. Horses are so much afraid of them that lots of towns won't let a camel enter their gates. "A horse won't go near a piece of ground a camel has stood on. The very smell of a camel in the air will make a horse tremble and sweat. And this fear. Isn't only found occasionally in a horse here and there. It Is found in every horse all over the world. Queer, isn't it? I often wonder why It is. Cattle hate dogs in the same way, and tats hate dogs so, too. Here, , though, we can account for the hatred. Dogs In primitive times fed on cattle, no doubt, and even to-day, here and there, they kill and feed on kittens. "Hordes love dogs. I'm sure I don't know why. Dogs fear no animals but pumas and leopards. You can tako a "des "I ti a lfon's or a tiger's cage and he will show no fear, but tako him uj) to tbe cage of a puma or a leopard and he will tremble and in?an ar.d slink ;nvay out of sight. "All very puzzling, isn't It?" Philadelphia Bulletin. Invisible to Some. "Henry," said Mrs. Meeker, as she laid aside the paper, "I don't see the point to these everlasting jokes about a man being henpecked." "No, I suppose not, my dear," replied Mr. Meeker; "neither does the man." The Shorter the Store. Tell me," said the Boston matron, "do you believe in long engagements? "Really," replied the Chicago matron, "I never gave that much though b it I cant tay that I believe in lonj marrlagesPhiladelphia Press.

SMALLPOX IN PHILIPPINES.

Disease Almost Entirely Eradicated by Vaccination. The records of the bureau of health at Manila show that v;lthln the-last twelve months 213.000 people have been vaccinated by officials and many more by private physicians. When It Is remembered that Manila's population is not more than 200.000, it can be understood why. In the year ended Dec. 31, 1904. there were only twenty-seven deaths from smallpox. Ten of tbe twenty-seven were Europeans or Americans who had neglected or avoided vaccination, says the New York Tribune. During the Spanish regime a law existed making vaccination compulsory, but the chief good which resulted from the law was that the people became accustomed to Its existence on the statute books and did not greatly object to It or strenously resist Its application at the hands of the Americans. In a few provinces difficulties were met. In these cases vaccinators were at once withdrawn and the pueblos left to themselves. Within six months the contrast between the vaccinated 'and unvaccinated pueblos was so marked that the chief men of the objecting municipalities requested the vaccinators to return. As smallpox Is epidemic and pan-, demlc In the Philippines, the necessity for a division of vaccination t In the board of health Is very great. The original plan was to organize a corps of 3Ö0 vaccinators. That number was considered necessary Jn order to vaccinate the Inhabitants of the islands within three years. Owing to the depleted condition of the Insular treasury, the commission has been unable to authorize the employment of so large a number, and with the small number of men available the question arises whether vaccination will not. have to be practiced continuously for many years in order to immunize the C.000,000 inhabitants who are now in those Islands and their offspring as it arrives. Smallpox in the Philippines occupied, prior to the advent of the Americans, about the same position In regard to Its frequency, its mortality and its prevalence that It did In Europe prior to the discovery of vaccination, and as wa3 the case In Europe, so in the Philippines. It seems to be almost a disease of childhood. The explanation of this Is that all natives who have reached adult age were exposed to smallpox In childhood, and those who did not contract the disease may be considered Immune. Smallpox In Manila 13 no longer to be feared, according to the annual report of the bureau of health for tbe Philippine Islands, and not so many cases occur in proportion to Its Inhabitants as In the cities of Washington and Baltimore. i FIREBRAND OP PRINCETON, In revolutionary times American colleges, which we are apt to regard a3 little schools of narrow theology, were really centers of light on practical questions. Princeton played an important part In the Revolution, not because a battle was fongnt near the old Nassau building, but because the president, John Witherspoon, was a vigorous liberal thinker. lie was the only clergyman In the Congress which signed the Declaration of Independence. Scotsman by birth, be had come to America when he was forty-six years old. It did not take him long to throw his whole sympathy with the American people. He said himself: "A man will become an American by residing in the country three months." Ills writings on religious subjects were, known on both continents, and when he turned his direct and powerful pen to American affairs, he became one of the most powerful pleaders of the American cause. He knew the use of vituperation, but most of his pamphlets are free from the abusive manner of. Thomas Falne, and approach the Intelligence and fair-mindedness of Burke. There is not the least reason yet," he writes In 1774, "to think that the king, the parliament, or even the people of Great Britain, have been able to enter Into the great principles of universal liberty, or are willing to hear the discussion of the point of rlgbt without prejudice." No wonder that Massachusetts Congressmen on their way to Philadelphia, after they had been reviled and hooted in New York and several New Jersey towns, found Princeton an oasis In the desert ; and no wonder the Tories called Witherspoon a dangerous firebrand, and honored him by burning his effigy with those of Washington, Lee and Putnam. THE MAN OF MODERATE MEANS. Dot lie IIa te for n Little Mori Money. "I wouldn't want," said the man ol moderate means, "to be as rich nis Kresus ; I wouldn't even want money enough to make me lazy. I think great riches, that Is, great, would be bad for most of us ; but I really would like to have money enough so that I could wear any sort of col thes I wanted in any sort of weather. As It is, Its like this: "My stock of clothes is limited. I have enough to make me presentable in fair weather but no reserve uf such clothes' and of course I can't afford to take chances with what I've got, and so rainy weather Is always an object of concern to me. "'Shall I war my good clothes?" I say to myself, as I look out at the sky on a lowery morning, 'or shall I put on my old ones?' I don't want to wear my old clothes If its going to clear off and I can't afford to wear my good clothes if its going to rain, and being in this state of mind does not help me any In my. Judgment, for a man can come clamor to guessing right on things in which he is not personally Interested than he can on things In which he Is. "So sometimes I start out with my good clothes on days that turn out to be rainy, though oftener I wear my old clothes on days that turn out to be bright and sunny, when I might just as well ns not have worn my good ones, necessity naturally tending to make one avereautlous. "But still, I can't afford to take a chance. "I wouldn't want to be as rich as Jon Jakob Aster, nor even as old man T.tookerfelcr, but I would like to have money enough so that I could wear any sort of clothes I wanted to In any sort of weather." 'Sot 1)1 recti UK. "Do you mind If I ask you a few direct questions?" "Please don't ask me anything directYou know I am a director.' Baltimore

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C'hooilnK a 17 unbuild. The best man does not always wear the finest coat or the handsomest face. Girls loam that after a while, but when they are Hrst beginning to know men and their ways they are very apt to be carried away by good looks and good clothes. I do not by any means intend to insinuate that some of the best men in the world have not been both well dressed .and handsome, but only that very often girls do not look beyond the surface good looks and good clothes are euqugh to satisfy thoiu. If a man Is plain of face and badly dressed, they do not think him worth cultivating. You never can tell, girls, what the development of tbe gawky, shy youth may bring. Lincoln was plain, awkward and badly dressed, and yet the woman who married him would not have exchanged him for the most perfect Adonis. Take the trouble to find out what there is in a man before you condemn him for his badly fitting clothes and plain face. Any girl can work wonders with tbe man wLo loves her. Supposing you fall in love with a man who has no regard for the little niceties of dress. It will worry you, of course, for every girl' wants to be proud of tbe appearance of her sweetheart. But don't be unhappy over it. Go to work and bring all your Influence to bear in persuad'ng him to take more pains with his' appearance. You will have to work on his vanity, but you will win out in the long run. .No girl of sense will keep herself from loving a man simply because be Is plain of fact. As long as he looks clean and manly and honest any man is good looking. If he Is not all of those three, he can't amount to anything. Don't waste your time and affection on a dressed-up dummy. Remember that It takes more than good looks to make a good husband. What you want is n good, honest man. a good provider. If he Is also good looking, why ell the better, but that is the least Important of any quality in a husband. Don't spoil your whole life by placing It above the other qualities necessary in the making of a good husband. Carolin, In Chicago American. French Model Hat. Why Woman Doctor Iroper. , The New York Herald says that men physicians In a certain manufacturing district of Greater New York are complaining about, petticoat practitioners. At first the masculine doctor tolerated the lady who appeared upon the scene, but he lias now come to think her a serious evil. The young doctors, treating the men hurt in the factories, and knowing that the fee was conditioned on 'the financial status of tbe patient, preferred In many cases amputating the limb rather than giving for next to nothing a long course of treatment. The women, being more conscientious, have in every case tried the treatment first to save the limb. The men are grateful and the "woman doctor", js popular with all of them. A Woman Can Kei Secret. Miss Mary S. Anthony, slater of the noted Susan B. Anthony, says that it I) not true that women tell secrets;. at least, they only tell trivial things that harm no one. They do not tell secrets that' would affect their husbands or children that is, very few women do tnd when ßueh a thing does happen, women are the first to condemn the tattling woman. She related n story of a woman whose husband refused to tell her about a business transaction, saying, fneerlngly. that no woman could keep a secret. "John," said the wife, "die. I ever tell the secret about the engagement ring you gave me about eighteen years ago? Did I ever let any one know It was only paste?" Devoted to Powder Puff. The Cuban woman, octogenarian as well as "sweet seventeen," considers powder a more necessary article of the toilet than soap and water, and utterly Indispensable to her attractiveness which It is her absolute duty to preserve. All classes of the community are devoted to the powder puff, from the little G-year-old orphan In the asylum to the lady of high degree. In any Cuban school, teachers and pupils are alike unsparingly powdered, and a powder Ik)X is to be fo-.tud in every desk, and, as likely as not, keeping company with the chalk used for ihe blackboard. Married Women Attend School. Nine -married women in one of the high schools no:ir Chicago have entered the school with their children, sit in their seats and take lessons just as the children do. They are "specials" and jvc taking courses that were not In t'-'e schools when they attended. Most of them are taking courses in free-hand drawing In order that they may be able to do curtain stcncillug and wall paper designing, and some of the ladies are Interested in brass and pottery work. The rVnuKlii: Woman. The most despicable woman on the face of the earth is the woman who constantly nags. The husband who permits his wife to nag all the time is Just a shade more despicable, for even the woman does not respect him. Nagging grows into a habit, and the wise man puts a stop to it Immediate

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ly, a good row behu; much more likely to aid Iu preserving self-respect than the weakness th?t wards off the threatened war of words. Sometimes It is the man who does tbe nagging; and the wife should then bring things to a climax. Lady Soiuerxefa Sucremor. The Countess of Carlisle, who has been elected to succeed Lady Somerset as world's president of the Woman's

Christian Temperance Union, Is the wife of the ninth Earl of Carlisle, and was before her marriage In 1S54 the Hon. Rosalind Frances Stanley, youngest daughter of the second Lady Stanley of Adderley. She has been for years conspicu COÜNTESS CARLISLE. ous In temperance wori:, and in 1903 was chosen president of the British Women's Temperance Association. She also has been an earnest worker In the woman suffrage movement in England, and founded the Woman' Liberal Federation and became its president. Countess Carlisle likewise has been energetic In procuring higher education for women. She has a warm, impulsive nature, great strength of character and a charming iiersonality. Irish lace blouses will continue la favor for wear with handsome suits. A silvery gray vo'le, with a shadow check over it, maket a charming gown for a bride. A good many all-red and all-blue hats will be worn with the new mixed cloth suitings. A blue corduroy sut has "a waistcoat of tan suede with a rather long-skirted jacket of the corduroy. A deep wine color, neither red nor purple, is a rich, warn; shade for winter, and will be much seoi on the street the coming season. A black velvet hat with a crushed crown, somewhat like a man's soft felt, is faced with white silk under the brim and is trimmed with a single long white father, held in place by ä cutsteel buckle. Silk fringw may be Introduced on all clinging fabrics for indoor wear. They are particularly good as a tunic draiery on the skirt or on the bertha of any. materials such as cashmere, silk, messallne or satlu. Felt, trimmed with velvet an old combination, and velvet "with felt a new one nine out of ten hats show tbe combination, often the two materials matching exactly ; but some wonderfully interesting effects are obtained by almost daring contrasts. The girdles which were deeply pointed back and front are now curved convexly in front and arched in the back, and if priperly made which means being wellt oned go far toward giving the much desired vanishing curve to the figure. For plump women, however, they are quite the reverse of admirable. The black and white striped material should be made up over white silk or pale gray. Black would not be at all attractive. In the colors also white Is best, although a pale blue of the shade itself is often effective. Silk, of course, can le , made up over any lining, although the gown can be lightened or rendered darker in tone, according to the shade of the underslip. A jacket that has all the earmarks of the original blazer Is made with narrow, rounded revers below a turnover collar, trimmed with wide and narrow braid put on In fanciful fashion. It oiens over a vest of green velvet two shades darker than the green of the suit material. Four brass buttons ndom either side of this very chic, little coat, and three others serve as a finish to the bias bauds which form the decoration of the gigot sleeves. Few Stntterlnjr Women. "Stuttering women are very rare," said the physician. "I think it Is safe to say that the average ierson passes through life without ever meeting a stuttering woman. 'There are two reasons for this. First, woman naturally I don't know why is less liable to the disease of stammering than man. Second, If she

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develops this disease, she sets out with the determination to cure herself, and she succeeds ; v whereas careless man, rather than take the trouble of a cure, will go stammering on to the end."

In Venice" In the fifteenth century the council forbade women to wear long trains. French women have to pay $10 a year for a permit to wear male attire. Six licenses have been issued. A prominent eye specialist in Scot land Dr. Maltland Ramsay, has recently married a practicing physician, Dr. Elizabeth Pace. ( Lady Ada Mary Milbanke, greatgrandaughter of the poet, Byron, becomes a peeress In her own right by the death of her. father, Lord Lovelace Queen Maud of Norway has started an album containing newspaper cuttings relating to herself and King Haakon. There has recently leen opened at Dessau, Germany, a school for woman chemists. Graduates can earn from $20 to $4S per month. t It has l)cen decreed by the school board of Wabash, ImL, that plain sewing must be taught in tlie public schools there and that boys sew as well a ßlrls., Miss Grace M. Varcoe bxs crossed the Atlantic twenty-one times as th agent of an English diamond concern, and on each trip she has carried with her gems valued at $150,000 to $:J00,000. Abroad the greatest interest, is taken In Mrs. Marshall Field, who Is again staying at Clarldge, the most exclusive of Loudon hotels. So far she has never met the king, but she Is to have an early opportunity of doing so, his majesty being anxious to make her acquaintance. ' The German Empress, In addition to Jewels worth 100,000 that are her own private property, has the right to use the splendid collection of gems that belong to the Prussian treasury. The Empress Is thu3 able sometimes to appear at court wearing jewelry roughly valued at 250,000. , Mrs. Iloosevelt announces that her daughter Ethel will not make her debut until she Is 20, while Mrs. George J. (Jould says that her daughter MarJorle, now 18, must wait a year, and Miss Gladys Vanderbilt and Miss Dorothy Whitney. loth carefully broughtup heiresses waited until their nineteenth year before they entered society. '. Sendetl Evening; Slipper. Roman Women Were- rteantte. Parsley was eaten by the ladies of ancient Rome as a cleanser of the breath, and honey boiled In anise seed and wine Mas also used for the same puriwse. Care of the finger nails was given as much attention by the ladles, of those days as at present, and beautiful finger nails were among the thirty beauties of Helen of Troy. Ouly silver Instruments were used in caring for tbe nails, aud no lady 'ever cut her own finger nails. Helping? Kwvoa Child. A mother who has a restless ltltle girl has taught her to make paper flowers, morning glories, roses and other triumphs of art In paper. The child has been much benefited by it, as the interest awakened has kept her from the "Argets" at least, and while she can work as little or as much as she pleases she is never tired of the pretty recreation and ' has decorated her own and her brothers rooms to her own satisfaction.

SOLDIERS AT HOME.

THEY TELL SOMc INTERESTING NECDOTES OF THE WAR. How the Boys of Both Armies Whiled Avray Life in Camp Foraeins Ex periencea, Tiresome Marches Thrilling Scenes on the Battlefield "Our Cavalry Division, under Gen. Wilson, was sent from in front of Petersburg by water to Washington in August, 1SG4," writes Comrade W. A. Uodgers, First Lieutenant and brevet Captain of Cavalry from Pittsburg, Pa., in the National Tribune, "and while at the Capital we were armed with sevenshooter carbines and marched to the Shenandoah Valley to Join the army of Gen. Phil. Sheridan, composed of tbe Sixth and Nineteenth Corps. The purpose of this force was to checkmate the anticipated attack on Washington by the army of Gen. Jnbal Early. "We had a hot old time of it scattering Col. Mosby's guerrillas until we arrived at Winchester, Va Aug. 17, where we found the Confederates driving our men through the Valley. We were soon trying to stem the tide, but we were In turn routed, making a final stand at Harper's Ferry. The battle of Winchester, Sept 19, gave us some prestige, but not complete control until afer Cedar Creek, Oct 19, 1864, when Gen. Early's victory In the forenoon was turned Into an Ignoble defeat in tbe afternoon by Gen. Pheridan coming up from Winchester, rwenty miles away Gen. Early's stupidity was manifest that day by allowing his army to break ranks, and feast on the Yankee commissary supplies captured early in the morning. . Sheridan' army rested on their laurels after that wonderful victory. Our base of supplies was Winchester, that quaint and historical town whose inhabitants witnessed eightyfour changes In the occupancy of the place as the Union and Confederate forces successively came and went from Its precincts during the four years of the war." Comrade Itodgers next describes how he became the beau of a prett Se?esh" girl at Winchester by representing himself to be a Southern scout The girl had two brothers in the rebel army. Once while paying a clandestine visit to her home he was chased by a Union provost guard, and the family secreted him In a hiding place with a real rebel Colonel who was hiding there. He was deeply In love with the young Virginia woman and hi comrades could not understand his lovesickness 'and called him a "dreamer." Soon, however, the scene shifted, and the Union army, to which he was attached, moved up the Shenandoah Valley., "The second day out h& says, "while our brigade was on picket- we received an early morning attack from the enemy on Nov. 12, 18G4, and after a spirited engagement near Wlseganer Mill a lot of us were captured by the Johnnie My hope was that our captors would take us back by way of Winchester, as 1 would then be happy. Our captors proved to be Gen. Tom Rosser's Cavalry. Rosser was a fine, handsome, youthful and gallant soldier, but he had some rough, daredevil , subordinates. A Colonel In particular we had cause to well remember, for in thunder tones he yelled, 'Line up, Yanks, and be quick about it . "He accelerated some of our slow movements by the expert handling of his sword. We failed to learn that Colonel's name. In fact we were afraid to open our mouths in his presence. His early piety had evidently been sadly neglected, as be could pile up more adjectives not Scriptural than any soldier I have ever heard. What that big, raw-boned, cock-eyed, red-headed professor of profanity did not sting with his tongue he would slash with his big saber., ne would have made a Spanish Gen. Weyler No. 2. He was not an American, either, and could not therefore lay claim to being either a Northerner-or a Southerner. "We never met him niter that day when 1 resolved mentally if my life was spared- to again take part in a cavalry charge there would be a Yankee Sergeant looking for that Colonel with two revolvers. "Our captors promptly Telieved us of our horses, alsq our overcoats, blankets, watches and money. The swearing Colonel rode off on the fine horse of Lieut . Blough without . a word of thanks. My gray charger was appropriated by a little private whom I could have knocked out in the first round If I but dared. Mounting my horse with a grin, he said. In a drawling tone. 'Fine hoss, Sarjtnt Soon after these preliminaries and reception by the Johnnies we were lined up and ordered to 'Forward March V We were prisoners of war and now on our way to Richmond. "On our way up the Shenandoah Valley toward the Confederate Capital w& saw many of Col Mosby's guerrillas, who Invariably Impressed us with the fact that they were never bothered with prisoners. This truth was more fully Impressed upon us by knowing that farther up the Valley, In a thicket, could be seen a dead Yank hanging by the neck, while five others had been shot and were still unburied. Our first day's hard march ended between Mount Crawford and Harrisonburg and our supper consisted of fried salt pork, hardtack and water, the Confeds drinking our genuine coffee Instead of 'peanut Juice," their substitute. "Sergt. Hoover, my messmate, whispered that he Intended to make a break for liberty. I expressed my wllllnguess to follow him. About dark, as the tired prisoners were curling up in their scant blankets about the flickering campfires, to sleep, if possible, for It was cold and damp, and while the vigilance of our guards were somewhat relaxed, two Yankee Sergeants Jumped for freedom into the blackness of the night over an embankment and into a creek, and then took to their heels like bounding deer. "Many bullets whizzed after us. Their zip-zing-plng made lively music about our ears. Misses proved to le as good as miles for us, according to the old adage, and we were not long in gaining a big woods. We continued our flight until about midnight. Judging by the stars. Then we huddled together at the foot of a big tree in a dark, dreary forest In whispers we agreed upon a code of signals in our plans for future action. Sleep was out of the question. Daybreak seemed to bo a long time com!ng. Before it was fairly light that frosty morning, Nov. 13, 1SC4, Sergt Hoover ordered an advance, and started as If on the back track toward the enemy's camp from which we had escaped. However, he was leading in the right direction, as after events proved.

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Finally we heard cannonading flown the Valley, and a column of dust passj eJ. along the pike, all of which was In dicative of danger." Comrade Rodgers then describes how the two escaping Yanks discovered the cabin of a colored family, at which they were warmly received and give a steaming hot meal by Aunt LLa, an aged negro woman, which consisted of corn-cakes and "cracklings." The exhausted men slept in the loft of the cabin until midnight while Auut 'Liza and her "ole man" kept a lookout for approaching rebs. Finally, after a refreshing sleep, the soldiers continued their course according to the old darky's Instructions. While crossing a field on Nov. 14 and thus making a short cut, the two boys In blue saw a body of horsemen whom they took to be a Union scouting party coming toward them. While eagerly watching the approaching cavalry a breeze unfurled their flag the "stars and bars." Tbe Union soldiers fled precipitately, with the Confeds hot after them, but Rodders and Hoover finally eluded their, pursuers by running into a thick woods, followed by a volley of bullets and the echoes of a chorus of rebel yells. One of the bullets went through Hoover's cap, while Rodgers lost his headgear In his flight "We hugged the woods," continues the narrative of Comrade Rodgers, "until mldnlxht, when, to our surprise and fear, a sharp command rang out: "'Haiti Who comes there?' " 'Friends, replied Hoover. 'Advance one- and give the countersign. "Our hearts thumped. Could It be possible that we were walking Into the nest of Oonfeds that chased us and came so near capturing us? " 'Praise the Lord,' came back la noover's voice after he had advanced. "I Joyfully went forward in the darkness and allowed the Second New York Cavalry to capture me". We were nowsafe within the Union lines. The excitement following the arrival of escaped prisoners cannot be imagined. The Ufert IS--7, it TLLET WEBS WABiILT RECEIVKD BT AC.TJ .'LIZA." kindness shown and tender care given such soldiers is only known by experience. We- ate heartily and once mora slept soundly. "The next morning, Nov. i5, 1801, we located cavalry headquarters and found what remained of our gallant Eighteenth Pennsylvania Cavalry. Of our company (K) two Sergeants, one Corporal and two privates were all that were left of the original number, 103. On Nov. IT Sergt Kelly came limping in, barefooted, weary and hungry, making a total of six members of the company to answer roll-call, a motley group Indeed, a shown by our old First Sergeant's roll-book, one of my priceless war relics. 'Killed,' 'wounded,' 'missing "prisoners of war,' 'In . hospital etc., accounted for the brave absent ones. Thirty-seven died In Confederate prisons, and doubtless the writer would have made the thirty -eighth had It not been for that courageous, coolheaded noble veteran, Sergt. Hoover. His vigilance- and generalship brought us through. A braver soldier never wore stripes. He was one of the few who declined shoulder bars, reace to his ashes, for he has been gathered to his fathers In honored old age. After wintering at Harper's Ferry we moved up' the Valley with Sheridan's advance-, Feb. 28, 1803, entering old Winchester March 2. The 'boy scout, with bright anticipations and Joyous hopes, now In the uniform of a Lieutenant was soon In front of Jane's home. Rut, horrors ! What had happened? Such coldness and dignity was startling, to say tb? least.1 Jane declined to receive Comrade Rodgers, and finally married the rebel Colonel who had found a hiding place in her house. Thus ended the wartime romance In which Comrade Rodgers was such a prominent actor. Wort Ik Readlns. On many railways cement ties are displacing wooden ties. The Spanish ship to the United States each autumn carries 500,000 barrels of Almeria ' grapes. Nearly 70,000 tons of cork are needed for the bottled beer and aerated waters consujned annually in Britain. The eating of snakes, lizarJs, scorpions, centipedes, tarantulas end other reptiles is now prohibited by statute in Kansas. The "reindeer moss" of Alaska I not a true moss, but a lichen, Cladonia, found in Scotland and the badge of the Mackenzies. Mme. Adolphine Kok, who has become a barrister at the same time as her husband. Is the first woman to be admitted to the Dutch bar. 4 Gambling among American workmen is almost unknown as compared with the same evil In Great Britain, says the Moseley commissioners. Experiments made la Germany show that butter keeps best if mixed with 3 to 5 per cent of salt If the percentage of salt Is over G the result is less satisfactory. Charles Dickens was fond of wearing gaudy Jewelry, and the clanking of his numerous gold chains fnnounced his coming while he was yet some distance away. The Educational Institute, of Sco land, nt Its annual meeting In luiuburgli, adopted a proposal to raise a fund of $10.XX) to enable the institute to nominate a representative of the teaching profession for Parliament Charles Edward Magoon, who has been made provisional Governor Q Cuba, was born In Minnesota In 1S J1, and after a farm bringing up In that State worked his way through the University of Nebraska, graduating in 18S1. Jerusalem now has a summer rescrt at Ramalah, which Is situated several hundred feet higher, aud commands a view of the Mediterranean. A new hotel has been built there for Euroieans by an Arab. Most of tbe work of con structlon was done by women, whose wages are 11 cents a day.