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Tiy Fergus CHAPTER .IT (Continued.) "Drop it, said" Olivers severely, in his rasping little voice. Billy pretended not to understand, and after eyeing Slivers for a moment or-two, resumed his journey. Slivers stretched out his hand for the ruler, whereupon Billy becoming alive to his danger, dropped the. nugget and flew off the table with a discordant shriek. Slivers leaned back in his chair drumming in an absent sort of way with his lean finders on the table. His cork arm hung down limpl, and his one eye was fixed on a letter lying in front of him. This was a communication from tbe manager of th Pactolus mine requesting Slivers to get him more hand, and Slivers' thoughts had wandered to Madame Midas. "She's a clever woman," observed Slivers in a musing sort of tone, "and she's got a good thing in that claim if she only strikes the lead. What a fool I was not to have collarod that ground before she did; but Mcintosh never would tell me where the place was. Never mind, I'll be even with him yet. His expression of face was not pleasant &s he said this, and he grasped the letter in front of him in a violent way, as if he were wishing his long fingers were round the writer's throat- Tapping with his wooden leg on the floor, he was soon about to recommence his musings, when he heard a step in the passage, and the door of his office being pushed violently, open, a man entered without further ceremony, and flung himself down in a chair near the window. "Well, Mr. -Randolph Villiers," croaked Slivers, after contemplating his visitor for a few moments, "how's business?", "Bad," retorted Mr. Villiers. "I've lost twenty pounds on those Moscow shares." "More fool you," replied Slivers. "I could have told you the mine was no good; but you will go oa your own bad judgment." "It's like getting blood out of a stone to get tips from you," growled Villiers, with a sulky air. "Come now, old boy," In a cajoling manner, "tell us something good i'ao nearly stone broke, and I must live." "I don't see the necessity," malignantly returned Slivers, "but if you do want to get into a good thing " -Yes! yes!" said the other, eagerly Lending forward. "Get an interest in the Pactolus," and the agreeable old gentleman leaned back and laughed loudly at his visitor' discomfiture. "You know as well as I do that my wife won't look at me." "Why don't you ruia your wife, you fool?" said Slivers, turning vindictively on , Villiers. "Tou a'm't going to let her have all the money vhiie you are starving, are you?" ' "How the deuce am I to do that?" asked Villiers. "Get the whip band of her," snarled Slivers viciously: "find out if she's in love, and threaten to divorce her if she ioesn't go halves." "There's no chance of h?r having any lovers," retorted Villiers; "she's a piece o ice." . "Ice melts, replied Slivers quickly. "Wait till Mr. Right convs along, and then she'll want to get married again." "Well?" "You'll have the game in your own hands, hissed the wicked old man, rubbing his hands. "Oh!" he cried, spinning round on his wooden leg, "it's a lovely idea. Wait till we meet 'Mr. Right,' just wait," and he dropped into his chair quite overcome by the state of excitement he had worked himself into. "If you've quite done with those gymnastics, my friend," said a soft voice near the door, "perhaps I may enter." Both the inmates of the ofEce looked up at this, and saw, that two men were standing at the half-open door one an c-xtremely handsome young man of about thirty, dressed in a neat suit of blue serge, and wearing a large white wide-awake hat, with a birdseye handkerchief twisted round it. His companion was a short and heavily built, dressed somewhat the same. tut with bis black bat pulled down over his eyes. . "Come in," growled Slivers, angrily. "What H you want?' "Work," naid the young man. advancing to the table. "We are new arrivals ia the country, and were told to come to you to gat work." "I don't keep a factory," snarled Slivers. ; "I don't think I would come to you if yon dlV retorted tbe stranger coolly. "You would not be a pleasant master either to look at or to speak to." Villiers laughed at this, and Slivers stared dnmfounded at being spoken to in such a msnner. ' Slivers was just going to snap out a o Minimal, when he caught sijfht of McIntosh's letter on the table. Here was a young man handsome enough to make any woman fall in -love wkh him, and who, moreover, had a clever tongue in his head. All Slivers' animosity revived against Madame Midas as he thought of the Devil's Lead, and he determined to use ' ihis young man as a tool. With these thoughts in his mind, he drew a sheet of paper toward him, and dipped the rusty pen in the thick ink. "Names?" he asked. "Mine." said tbe stranger, bowing, "is Gaston Vandeloup; my friends Pierre Leniaire botlt French." Slivers scrawled this down in the series of black scratches which did duty with tim for writing. "Where do you come from?" was his next question. "The story," said Mr. Vandeloup, with suavity, "is too long to repeat at present ; but we came to-day from Melbourne." "What kiDd of work can y u do?" asked Slivev sharplv. "AirvtUng that turns up," retorted the Frenchman. "I was addressing your companion, sir ; not you," snarled Slivers, turning viciously on him. "I hate fo- answer for both," replied the young man coolly, slipping one hand into his pocket and leaning up against the door in a negligent attitude; "my friend is dumb. Bat his legs, arms and eyes ire all there." Slivers glared at this fresh uiece of impertinence, but said nofaing. He wrote a letter to Mcintosh, recommending him to take on the two men, and handed it to Vandeloup, who received it with a bow. "The price of your services, Monteur?" Le asked. "Five- bob," growled Slivers, holding out his one hand. Vandeloup pulled out two half-crowns and put them in the thin, claw-like fingers, jwhich instantly closed on them. "It's a mining place you're going to,' .Faid Slivers, pocketing the money; "the Pactolus claim. There's a pretty woman ,there."" Vandeloup put on his hat and went to :the door, out of which Fierre had already preceded him. CHAPTER IV. , Madame .Midas was standing on the randa of her cottage, staring far away ;iato the distance, where she could see the tall chimney and huge motrii of white arth wbicb marked the whereabouts of he Pactolua claim, She was a tall worn

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Hume 4) an of the Junoesque type, with firm white hands and well-formed feet. Scattered over this pastoral looking country were huge mounds of white earth, looking like heaps of carded wool, and at the end of each of these invariably stood a tall, ugly skeleton of wood. These marked the positions of the mines the towers contained the winding gear, while the white earth was the clay called mulloch, brought from several .hundred feet below the surface. Near these mounds were rough looking sheds with tall red chimneys, which made a pleasant spot of color against tbt -vhite of the clay. On one of these mounds, rather isolated from the ethers, and standing by itself in the midst of a wide green paddock, Mrs. Villiers eyes were fixed, and she soon saw tbe dark figure of a man coming slowly down -the white mound, along the green field and advancing slowly up the hill. She called out to some one inside. "Archie is coming, Selina you had better hurry up the tea, for he will be hungry after such a long day." The person inside made no answer save by-an extra clatter of some domestic Utensil. Madam walked slowly down the garden path, and leaned lightly over the gate, waiting for the new comer, who was indeed none other than Archibald Mcintosh, the manager -of the Pactolus. ' He was a man of about medium height, rather thin than otherwise, with a long, narrow looking head and boldly cut features. His eyes were gray and shrewd looking, his lips were firmly compressed in fact, the whole appearance of his face was obstinate the face of a man who would stick to his opinions whatever anyone else might say to the contrary. "D'ye know what this may be?" he said, a smile relaxing his grim features as he held up a rather large nugget ; 'tis the third this week !' . Madame Midas took the nugget from him and balanced it carefully in her hand, with a thoughtful look in her face, as if sha was making a mental calculation. "About twenty to twenty-five ounces, I should say," she observed in her soft, low voice; "the last we had was fifteen, and the one before twenty looks promising, doesn't it?" "Well, I'll not say but it might mean a deal more," replied Mcintosh, with characteristic Scotch caution, as he followed Madame into the house; "it's not a very bad sign ; I will not say hut what we might be near the Devil's Lead." . "And if we are?" said Madame, turning with a smile. "Weel, mem, ye'll have more' siller nor ye'll know what to do with." Selina Jane Sprotts, who now acted as servant to Mrs. Villiers, was rather au oddity in her way. She had been Madaine's nurse and had followed her up to Ballarat, with the determination of never leaving her. Selina was a spinster. She moved noiselessly about the small room, in a wondeftully dextrous manner, and, after laying the table, placed the teapot ou the hob. By and by Archie, who had been making a great splashing in the back premises, came in looking clean and fresh, with a more obstinate look about his face than -?ver. Madame went to the tea table and sat down, Archie apkni blessing. "You have written t Slivers?" said Madame, raising her eys. "That wooden leggeo body," t retorted Mcintosh. "Deed and I have, but the old tyke has not done anything to getting me what I want. Weel, weel," in a resigned sort of a manner, "we might be worse off than we are, an' who knows but Providence will send us men by and by?" Madame rose to her feet und walked to the window. Her thoughts were not pleasant. She had hoped to cut herself off from all the bitterness and orrow of her past life, but this husband of hers, like an unquiet spirit, came to trouble her and remind her of a time she would willingly have forgotten. "If I could only get rid of him," she thought, toying with a flower, "but it is impossible. I can't do that without money, and money I never will have till I find tbat lead. I must bribe bim, I suppose. Oh, why can't he leave me alone now? Surely be has ruined my life sufficiently in tbe past to let me have a few years, if not of pleasure, at least of forgetfulness." And with a petulant gesture she hurled the rose out of the window, where it struck Archie a soft and fragrant, blow on the cheek. "Yes," said Madame to herself, as she pulled down the window, "I must get rid of him." CnAPTER V. Miss Sprotts was mpch in favor of a constant fire, because of the dampness of the house, and Madame Midas did not by any means object, as she was a perfect salamander for heat. Hence, when the outward doc.r was closed, the faded red curtains of the window drawn, and the newly replenished fire blazed brightly ia the wide, Sreplace, the room was one a sybarite would have contemplated with delight. Ma lame Midas was seated now At the su.all table in the center of the room, poring over a bewildering array of figures, and the soft glow of the lamp touched her smooth hair and white dress with a sub dned light. Archie sat by tbe fire, half asleep, and thre wan a dead silence in the room, only broken by the rapid scratching of' Madame's pen or the click of Selina's needles. At this mctnent a knock came to the front door, wh.ch caused Selina to drop her work with a sudden start, and rise to her feet. "Not you, Selina," said Madame, in a quiet voice"; "let Archie go; it may be some tramp." "'Deed no, mem," replied Archie, obstinately, as he arose from his seat ; " 'tis very likely a man from the works saying he wants to go. There's more talk nor sense aboot them. I'm thlnkin' the chattering' parrots." Selina resumed hr knitting in a most phlegraatir manner, but Madame listend intently, for she ws always haunted by a secret dread of her husband breaking in on 'ier. She heard a murmur of voices, and then Archie returned with two men, who entered the room and .stood before Madame in the light of the lamp. " 'Tis two men from that wooden-legged Slivers," said Archie, respectfully. "One o' them has a wee bit letter for ye" turning to receive the same from the foremost man. The man, however, did not tak notice of Archie's gesture, but walking forward to Madame, laid the letter down before her. As he d so, she caught sight of the delicacy of his hands, and looked up suddenly with a piercing gaze. He bore the scrutiny coolly, and took a chair in silence, his companion doing the same, while Madame opened the letter and read Slivers' bad writing with a dexterity only acquired by long practice. Having finished her perusal, she looked up slowly. "A broken-down gentleman," she said to herself, as she saw the easy bearing and handsome face of the young man; then looking at his companion, she saw by his lumpish aspect and coarse hands that he occupied a much lower rank of life than his friend. Monsieur Vandeloup for it was he caught her eye as she was scrutinizing J ttem, and his face broke into a smile a

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ed mentally, though she allowed nothing of her thoughts to appear on her face. "You want work," she said, slowly folding up the letter; "do you underslind anything about gold mining?" "Unfortunately, no, Madame," said Vandeloup, coolly ; "but we are willing tc learn." Archie grunted in a dissatisfied manner, for he was by no means in favor of teaching poople their business, and, be-? sides, he thought Vandeloup too much of a gentleman to do good work. "You look hardly strong enough for such hard labor," said Mrs. Villiers, doubtfully eying the slender figure of the young man. "Your companion, I think, will do. but you " "I, Madame, am like the lilies of the field that neither toil nor spin," replied Vandeloup gayly; "but, unfortunately, I am now compelled by necessity to work, and though I should prefer to earn my bread in an easier manner, beggars cannot be choosers." . "You are French?" she asked quickly, in that language. "Yes, Madame," he replied in the same tongue, "both my . friend and myself are from Paris, but we hve not been long out here." "Humph!" Madame leaned her head on her hand and thought, while Vandeloup looked at her keenly, and remembered what Slivers bad said. "She is, indeed, a handsome woman," he observed, mentally. Mrs. Villiers rather liked tlw looks of this young man ; there was a certain fascination about him which few women could resist. His companion, however, she did not care about lie had a sullen and lowering countenance, and looked rather, dangerous. "What is your name?" she asked the young man. "Gaston Vandeloup." "You are- a gentleman." He bowed, but said nothing. "And you?" asked Madame, sharply turning to the other. He looked up and touched his mouth. (To be continued.) TOBACCO TRADE IN CHINA. American Denier May Enlarge Field Have Foothold Now. American dealers contemplating the building up of a trade in American leaf tobacco in China appealed to Consul George E. Anderson at Ainoy for such Information as be possessed. Consul Anderson, In response writes that already a considerable business is done in foreign leaf In' China, Shanghai alone importing $150,000 of this commodity last year, but this was mostly for the consumption of foreigners. The real Chinese trade has not been reach ed. When It is considered that the same port imported through the . customs alone $1,230,000 worth of prepared native leaf, with probably a similar or even greater amount of each Imported through the llkln routes, It can be seen that the real tobacco trade of China Is enormous. . But the greater part. of the tobacco consumption gets into- no- trade reports, for the leaf is produced, cured and consumed on the farms or consumed by the men, women and children of the near-by villages. Thus American tobacco If pressed In China would necessarily compete with the cheap native tobacco and the combination of foreign companies. The sale of foreign prepared tobacco to China in 1904 reached $2.300,000 In gold. It was practically all in the shape of cigars and cigarettes. In which American enterprise had the largest share. Early in the development of this trade the American Interests concerned found it advisable to' manufacture their cigarettes In China, and the factory was established at Shanghai. After using imported leaf tobacco for a short time, the . Chinese leaf" was largely adopted and it is how being extensively used In the manufacture. At the same time the Increase in the use of foreign tobacco and cigarettes ought to have a favorable effect on imports from the United States. With the trade, however, In powerful hands, as it is now, American Independent exporters will not be likely to find an easy market. Last year Amoy Imported 4,013,400 pounds of leaf tobacco, valued at from $12 to $20 Mexican a plcul (1331-3 pounds). The re-exports were 34G.700 pounds. Practically all came from Shanghai. Hankow, Kencbow and Changehu. This tooacco is light In weight, and it Is probable that only a light American leaf could be sold In China, and tbat mostly for blending. Most foreign prepared tobacco Is too strong for the Chinese smoker, who uses a long pipe with a very small bowl. The tobacco business of Amoy I largely In the hands of a score of native firms. The Proper Stitch. Mrs. Ilolcomb, who Is one of tbe members of tbe llowells Club, not infrequently contributes to tbe pleasure of the meetings by comments or Information which is not in any sense literary. "Vm" said Mrs. Ilolcomb one day, when tbe conversation had strayed from the "latest novel to more domestic topics, "that green girl of Mrs. Cooper's is a fearful trial to her. "Mrs. Cooper went to the kitchen one 'Sunday morning, when she was expecting some very particular guests to dinner, and she found to her horror that the girl had cut her .perfectly splendid big turkey nil up Into pieces, because she supposed from the size of it tC it must be a particularly old o . tough chicken. She was going to stew it !" "Horrors!" exclaimed Mrs. Bassett, shocked at this indignity thrust uin high-priced turkey. ''What in tbe world did Mrs: Cooper do?" "Why," returned Mrs. Ilolcomb, soberly, "you know how clever she is with her needle? Well, she sewed that bird together again, and when he was roasted you wouldn't have known that anything had happened." "But didn't the seams draw opart?" "No," explained Mrs. Ilolcomb. "She featherstltched every one of them with brown silk." Only Tbat and Nothing 31 ore. Bacon Gracious! What's all that noise? Egbert. Oh, that comes from next door. "What is it a conservatory of music?" "No; it's a painless dentist's office." Yonkers Statesman. Doth Were Smart. "And first," began the great moral factor, "I will ask 'What is the greatest thing In the world? " "Horseradish!" shouted the ,boy on the back seat. "Young man, you're too smart." "So's tho horseradish." Toledo Blade. Unemotional. "You should be grateful for the applause your constituents give you." "Perhaps," answered Senator Sorghum. "But I am Inclined to regard applause as a popular diversion habitually Indulged In. The pretext Is largely a matter of choice." Washington Star.

Women Sense . of Honor. . Women who cheat at games and then are unashamed when men laughingly accept the cheat as a Joke help to lower the feminine sense of honor. They are as bad as the women who talk of having servants when they have none, declared Miss Lucy Soulsby at the conference of the National Union of Women Workers at Tunbridge Wells. It was a debate In "Who Has the Most Seuse of Honor, Women or Men?" But no men were allowed to take part. "Before prepariug my argument," said Miss Soulsby, "I made an investigation to learn what were tbe things In which women lacked a sense of honor. Besides the woman who speaks of servants which she hasn't got, I had pointed out to me tbo woman who reas other people's letters without authority, and the woman who overhears conversations which she Is not supposed to listen to. . . ''Why Is It that girls are more prone to cheat at games than boys? It is all because of early training. Boys are taught to be chivalrous and tolerant of girls. So boys grow up with a sense of chivalry and girls grow up expecting tolerance of boys. Th weaker sex is thus handicapped. "Women do not learn the practical lessons which rough experience gives to the other sex. A boy knows if he does not play fairly he will receive no quarter; if he cheats he will get kicked out ; but with-a girl It Is altogether different A boy 'plays tbe game' and abides by the decision of the umpire, but a girl will appeal from the umpire's decision if it does not suit her. As a rule, I would say that girls have more sense of honor by nature, while boys have more by training. London Mail. Training the Child. "I must conquer her," declared a stern-vlsaged woman, talking about her delicately fashioned little ' daughter, who resisted the dictates of her overbearing mother, and this Is often the dictum that makes miserable the lives of children and really does conquer them, making of a truth-loving, courageous little soul a' whining, cowardly creature, with no will of its own and no respect for the will that has made this true. Better try to lead In the way of right and rejoice In the fact that a child of yours has a will of its own. Multitudes of silk crochet buttons are used again, and they are to be had In all the fashionable colors. A brown and tan check tailor-made Is made with two circular volants set a foot apart on tbe skirt and a huge ten-Inch square pocket on the short sack coat. The Eton Jacket has returned to life lu the little fur coatees. The sleeves come barely to the elbow In these jackets. So long sleeves are still a far. off for anything except the swell tailor made. In spite of the apparent lavlshness of decoration on this year's gowns and hats, there Is no suspicion of an overabundance of trimming' In either case. The beauty of the fashions is in the note of elegant simplicity. The velvets were never- lovelier In their colorings, and they will be worn very much during the winter in certa'n shades of blues and the wine oj sherry tones. Velveteen, with Its beautiful chiffon finish, will also be a inuch-fa-vored material. To hang correctly, the empire gown must follo,w the lines of the figure and be made over a tight princess lining. All materials are used for this style, although spangled nets and embroidered chiffons are particularly adapted to tbe fashion. Some queer kind of loose fluffy brown plumage Is used In millinery this year. The whole top of one large hat is covered with this, with a few dead roses scattered upon It, and the effect is like nothing so much as a heap of feathers In the barnyard, after a fowl has been plucked. Cameos and old-fashioned miniature

lockets are to be worn cgaln and the woman who possesses some heirlooms of this sort Is congratulating herself. All sorts of quaint, cumbersome brooches, almost barbaric In their size and style, will be en regie, and the very large lockets are woin on a much bejeweled chain; which will be passed twice around the neck, the locket be Ing attached as a pendant i - Iland-enibroldered robes almost magnificent In the lavish way embroidery Is applied are of broadcloth, or of colienne, or of the softest of messallne, with lace dyed to tone In exquisitely with the foundation let Into the design. Eolknne, by the way, hold:? Its own this fall, every grade of It. from the Inexpensive cotton stun that makes up into interesting little gowns at nominal cost to the all-silk kinds, with many a stop In betweei at all-wool and sllk-and-wool varieties.

Introducing People. There are few people who have not suffered at one time or another by the offhand manner In which they are Introduced to .others. This kind of Introduction is likely to embarrass some people, just as the careful and gracious Introduction If one of the essentials in putting strangers at ease. In introducing people the greatest care should be taken to pronounce both names distinctly. If one name has escaped the Introducer's memory It Is safest and best to excuse oneself and ask for the forgotten name. The most de'leate sensibilities should , not be wounded by such a .Blip of memory, for who is there who has not at some time or another quite forgotten a well-known name? . ' i The debatable question as to whether a woman should shake hands with a man who Is being presented to her has been solved by making It only obligatory for the woman to offer her hand to the man when the occasion's informal and -the man Is being Introduced THREE SMAET STREET GOWNS. to one person at a time. When he, is meeting a group of people it makes it embarrasing and awkward to shake hands with all. Nen Coraet la "Set Sno." Is higher and longer, but much more graceful than heretofore. Greater length and (dimness are demanded above as well as below the waist, which, fashion d?erees, shall grow as small as is consistent with comfort. Corsets of large sizes have backs that are very long below the 'waist, closely fitted unboned pieces often extending for quite twelve Inches from the belt. The combination corset, an arrangemeut of corset and petticoat, Is In reality a boned and steeled princess slip. To Clean Marble. Take two parts of common washing soda, one part of finely powdered chalk, one. part of pumice stone; mix all together and sift through nuislln. Afterward mix the powder with some water. Hub this well on the marble, and the stains will disappear. To add a gloss, wash the marble with fuller's earth and hot water. Work for Women for School. The women of North Carolina decided about 1002 that the stalu of Illiteracy should be removed from their xtate If possible, and the went to work, formed organizations of women all over the state, and put tbe schoolhouses into such condition that they are not now ashamed to have their friends from the north see them. Cnpld Cards. Tiny works of art are some new place cards, to be used at engagement dinners. The design shows coiiquettlng cupids encircled by a wedding ring. They are hand-painted most cleverly and may serve as clnn-mlng little souvenirs of the function. , Womanly Woman. Women are more womanly today than ever they were. Their dress bills are twice as heavy, their vanity twice as insatiable, their personality twice as Irresistible, their youth twice as elastic. IiOndon Opinion. Never for Girl. Never look over the shoulder of another who Is reading or writing. Never seem to notice a scar, deformity or defect of any one present. Never answer questions In general company that have been, put to others.

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A dinner gown with skirted coatee of old rose taffeta over a white spangled net skirt. Tht coat or bodice is wrapped closely to the figure and trimmed with antique lace. Do Women Wnat to Marry T Does modern woman want to marry? An affirmative answer to this question is doubtless a correct answer. Modern woman wants to marry just as much as old-fashioned woman, but she is a bit more particular as to the man she chooses. Better any old kind of a man than, no man at all, might have been the dictum fifty years ago; but now It reads: Better splnsterhood than anything less than a suitable match. This Is a change decidedly for the better ; for if women raise the standard of manhood and stick to It, masculinity will have come up to that standard or be left stranded. With the ever-widening scope of woman's world work there will be a corresponding falling off of matrimony. Once It may have been true that 'woman's only profession was wifehood, but It Is so no longer. Philadelphia Telegraph. ' Found Widow' Home. In Chicago the widows have formed an organization, the object of which is to found a widows' home where oov women may go with their children and bring them up .under the best Influences. The home Is to be self-supporting In time, with kitchens and workrooms, and one of tbe features will be a nursery where tired mothers may leave their children while they are at work. A Woman Who Wn Happy. "One of the happiest women I over knew," said a woman, "was a rich girl who married a poor man. She declared that the only thing that could make her happy was this marriage, and it was ideal In every way. Both of them are now dead and the daughter Is married to the son of an ex-governor of a Southern State. I hope she Is as happy as was her mother through all her married life." Women Are Xot Healthy. It Is said that American women form the majority of those who are at the various health resorts of Europe every year, and that their ailments are as numerous as the many kinds of waters tbat are supposed to restore the falling powers of the nervous or take off or put on flesh. Their Chances. A physician Is responsible for a statement which Is at once novel and surprising. He declares that the chances of dark women obtaining husbands are to those of fair women In the propor tion of three to two, and that this con clusion Is proved by statistics. Teachers Receive Pension. The Boston teachers are to be pen sloned after a certain age with half pay. The teachers will make a 6inall contribution from their salaries for the fund, and the balance will be made up by appropriations from the city.

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ENTERTAINING REMINISCENCES OF THE WAR. Graphic Account of Stirring Scene Witnessed on the Battlefield and In Camp Veterans of the Rebellion Recite Experiences of Thrilling Natnre. "I have lately been reminded," paid B. F. Bauman, of the Thirtieth Iowa Infantry, "of my experience at tho siege of Atlanta. A few days before we went to Jonesboro we were on the firing line day and night, and seized every opportunity to advance Dur picket line. One day when we, on the left, were within 200 yards of the main rebel lines, the right was ordered to swing forward to our line. At the same time we on the left were to make a demonstration and hold all we gained. "We were lying close In our little vidette holes, or seoopouts, and when the bugle sounded the charge our boys made a rush. We had selected our destination in advance and I had fixed on a tree fifty yards in my front. I made the tree, which had been shot off fifteen feet above the ground, and was almost paralyzed to find a Johnny holding the other side. He thought he had me prisoner and commanded me to surrender. At the same time he poked his gun around the tree trying to cover me. j made the Fame demand ha mm, put my gun around the tree to his side, and, regardless of the fierce fighting going on about us, we edged around that tree, each keeping opposite to the Dther and each hoping to get the drop on the other fellow. "This - was more exciting than it seems now, and I never gave my whole attention to any matter I happened to have in hand as I did to shooting that Johnny. But finally my foot slipped, and he seized the opportunity and banged away, with the muzzle of hl3 gun not six Inches from my nose. He missed me, and I felt my chance had come. As I stepped out to make sure of him he made one jump, turned a somersault, lit on his feet and made the quickest run to cover I ever saw. He got to his, lines all right I did the same a little later with quite as much agility as the reb." "That reminds me," said John Overholt, of the Eighty-fifth Pennsylvania Infantry, "that things .of tbat kind occurred In the Eastern jxrmies. When Gen. Benjamin F. Butler made his Bermuda Hundreds campaign in May and June, 18C4, our regiment had a full week of fighting. I had been on the firing line for six days and nights when we arrived at Wier Bottom Church, on the south side of the James river, above Dutch Gap. Loss of sleep and constant shooting in skirmishing had worn me down. The day was hot and I got undr the cover of a log. one end of which rested on the ground and the other slanting up, so as to screen me from the enemy in front. "Skirmishing was in progress, but I dropped off to sleep, and It was about or 3 o'clock in the afternoon when I was awakened by pieces of bark from the log striking me with stinging force In the face. The rebs In front had shifted so as to almost enfilade and ex pose iny position. The boys on either side of me had been driven back, and as I was lying flat and motionless they received the impression that I had been killed, and left me without remark. - "As soon as I was fairly awake I realized that I was in a very danger ous position, and began to calculate 4 the chances of getting back. A minie ball struck the earth at my side, showing that the rebels had my range. I made a zigzag rush toward the regiment, very much to the surprise of the boys who thought I was dead. After rubbing my eyes and stretching myelf I Joined In defense of the line. But every few minutes the boys would ask me how I felt bottled up behind that log." "There is a man In Chicago," said the Major, "who had a more exciting adventure than that He went in bathing, not suspecting the presence of the enemy. Through an . unexpected and sudden change In the lines the rebel came upon him at close range and made him walk out on their side of the river. He was made prisoner stark naked and was double-quicked toward the rear. Fighting was In progress all along the line and his guards were In as much danger as himself. "Finally he persuaded his guards to permit him to remove the clothes from one of the rebel dead and put them on. Then he was hurried toward the left just as the Unionists made a charge. In the eonfusion he slipped away from the guards, fell in with a rebel regiment making a counter charge,, drpoped out as they neared the waiting Union lines, bid under a log. and when opportunity offered sneaked back to his own regiment and In time donned his own clothes and fought through the battle in proper raiment." Chicago In ter Ocean. New Story of Lincoln. "Speak lirg '"of General Coates," said the Major, "reminds me of an Incident that occurred early in the war. Soon after Colonel Ellsworth's death a memorial meeting was held in Chicago, at which resolutions wero adopted. The meeting, by unanimous vote, ordered these resolutions to be handsomely engrossed, framed, and sent In charge of a facial committee to President Lincoln. James A. Sexton was one of the committee, but wheu he arrived In Washington the President's time was io taken with Senators, Congressmen, and army officers that Sexton found no opportunity to present the resolutions. "One evening he met Coates at the hotel, and told him his troubles. Coates had just returned from the Ellsworth funeral, and 6ald to Sexton that he was to report In person to the President the next morning by appointment, and suggested that Sexton go with him to the White House, and when he saw the President he would explain the circumstances and opon the way for the presentation. The next morning Coates and Sexton went to the White House In the same carriage, taking the framed resolutions with them. "Scores were waiting to see the President, but Coates was shown in, and Sexton waited in the carriage. After Coates had made his report to the President and answered many questions as to Colonel Ellsworth and the funeral services, "he spoke of Sexton and his mission. Mr. Lincoln wrs interested at once, and asked where Sexton was. Coates explained that he was waiting in a carriage, and Mr. Lincoln ordered him shown up at once. "He received Sexton very cordially and expressed his regret that there had been any delay in the presentation of tbe Chicago resolutions. He read them, holding the frame up before him, and showing much feeling. Then he walked about; carrying the frame and holding

It at different places on tbe wan, aÄIng the two men where it would appear to best advantage. Neither of these men ever förgot that picture of the President holding the Ellsworth resolutions on the wall, and Lis absorption In the questiou of Ellsworth's death, and It was recalled thirty -seven years later by another Incident "In 1S0S I was again in Washington with Colonel Sexton. We were standing In the hotel lobby one evening when a regular army officer came up to us and asked for Colonel Sexton. When Sexton turned toward him expectantly, the officer said he would not Introduce himself, but would relate an incident which would determine whether he ' needed an introduction or not There-

j upon he proceeded to tell the story of the presentation of the Ellsworth resolutions in 1SG1. He was identified at once as General Coates,' and as the two talked other stories came out "On one occasion Coates called at the White House, and found Nicolay, the President's secretary, haying " a time of It with an elderly lady in rusty black mourning. She explained to the secretary that she must see the President Her two sons had been killed at Big Bethel,-and as rbe was left alone In the world she wanted tbe President to advise her or help her. As she had come to tbe White House tbat mornlng from the old farm she had noticed thousands of horses and mules branded U. S. and had been told that all these belonged to the President. If that wa the case, he could afford to give her one mule or horse, and she could make a living peddling garden truck. "In fact she had some vegetables In her basket which she wus sure Mr. Lincoln would take if he only understood the circumstances. Mr. Nlcolay explained again and again that th horses and mules did not belong to the President but to the government Th old lady contended that President and government were the 6ame thing. She had been told that the horses and mules belonged to the President and she be lieved It and she would continue to believe it until the President himself told her it wasn't true. Mr. Nlcolay was becoming impatent, but th thought of those two dead boys at Bethel held him to the line of courtesy, while the waiting Congressmen and others smiled at his evident embarrassment "Finally, the Secretary said: Ai; these distinguished gentlemen are wait ing to ee the President You don't suppose that, with all these men hew on ugent and important business, that the President can give time to you? 'He would tald the woman, if he knew I lost two, boys In one battle' The Secretary said, 'Walt a minute,' went quickly to the President's room, and, coming back, said. The President will see yöu. In went the woman past the waiting officers and others and in five minutes ime out triumphant The President had tojd her that she had been hoaxed about the horses ; thai he owned no horses, as the only ones he had owned were burned In the fire at the White nouse stables a few dayi before; that if he did own all, the horses marked U. S. he would give every woman who lost sons In bettle a dozen or more, but, as he had no horses, he could only sympathize with her In her loss and than); her in the name of the country for the sacrifice she had made. The old lady said she believed every word tbe President said, and she was perfectly satisfied about the mules." Chicago Inter Ocean. Gen. Palmer'a Advle. "Speaking of rain," said the Colonel "most of the Army of the Cumberland have good reason to remember the campaign In 1SC3 against Tullahoma. Our division. Palmer's, moved forward In splendid condition, and ready, we thought, for anything that could turn up, but we were not ready for the continuous rain that came upon us. It rained day and night made the roads like mortar beds, filled the streams so that we could not cross them, washed away bridges, and flooded whole districts. One day our regiment stopped in front of a house with a wide, comfortable porch. While we sat there In the rain Gen. Talmer rode up and took a seat on the porch sheltered from the rain. "It was soon noised about that th command had been halted while th enginet rj reported as to whether the stream la front was fordable, or, a the boys put It, whether It was more than chin deep. A cavalryman galloped back from the front, rode up to the porch, threw "Lie reins of his horse to an orderly, and started up the uteps with his saber clanking, when a young lady standing In tbe door sprang forwant, threw her anus around his neck and kissed him. This unexpected ITeeting caused the company standing near to cheer, and there were anouts of, 'Pass It around; don't keep a good thing all to yourself Gen. Palmer turned, anS, taking In tUe scene, Bald, grimly : 'Pleasure lefore business. When you get thnugli, young man, will you report to me?' "The cavalryman turned em bar rassed, saluted, and reported that tbe stream In front was not fordable, ttnd that the water would not probably rua out for four hours. 'And you are glad of It, I suppose': said the General. I don't understand this way of doins business, but you probably do; but I waut to Fay one thing, the next tim; you carry a message, attend to business before pleasure. While the Gmi eral waited on the porch our regiment marched off and went into camp in what the boys called a goose pastum When the men learned that the young lady who had given the cavairyman such a hearty greeting was simply a sweetheart of his at Murfreesboro they lost interest in the case. They had hoped that she was some Southern girl who had met him previous to the war." Chicago Inter Ocean. Obeyed the General Order. Gen. Sherman once possessed , ai Irish servant whose forte was asking questions and trying to find out th why and wherefore of everything 1 was told to do. During a battle ac orderly ohe day approached the gen eral and told him that his favorite horse, Itoss, had leen struck by a can non ball and killed. Calling his Irish servant, the gen eral said: "Co skin Itoss." "Why, sir. Is Itoss dead- " begai the man. Gen. Sherman rose up In his wrath saying: "Never mind whether he is dead or not I told you to go out and skin him. The man returned alout three hours later and Sherman hailMl him witfc the words: "Where have you boeni Does it take you three hours to skin a horse?" "No," answered Mike, "but It took me about two hours to catch him." Fully ,500 persons commit suicide Ia BuESla every year.