Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 36, Number 122, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 October 1904 — Page 2

The Sea Scourge

CHAPTER XXL— (Continued,) Daring the supper the buccaneer made Snt little cbnversation, for his mind 'was ■too heavily burdened with other affairs than those he could converse of there, and as soon as he had done he left the room, leaving Burnington alone with Paul and Mary. As soon as he was fairly gone the dark man said, while a faint •mile worked upon his features: “Paul—and you, too, lady-:—I fear you lave not yet forgiven me for the part I seemingly played against you. It was not for your ill that I did that thing. I , meant to help you, and you may yet Snow that I have done you no harm. Has there been a mtui —ia stranger —here jet 7” . “Yes. Last night one came.’’ “Did he give his name?” ■ “He said it was James Fox.” “Where is he now?" ------ “Gone up to Garonne’s.” “Did vou notice that man particularly, Paul?” “Ay, I did,” uttered the youth, with energy, “and I know I have seen him before. Who is he? Burnington, I do jut confidence in you once more. Now show mo that I do not misplace it, by Selling me truly who that man is, for I am sure that you know him.” “I will make you one answer,” returned Buffo, in a serious tone, "and that •hall be final on that point. James Fox Sas reposed confidence in me, and I will not violate it. He shall tell you ere long all you would know, and at the same time he will tell'you'of me. Now, if you would trust those who would save you, show it by asking no more questions. Trust me, and yet show it not. Let Marl Laroon think you hate me, for the more Se thinks that the more easily I can work.”

Paul and Mary gazed into the face of the speaker, and- then they looked at each other, and though each seemed only intent upon discovering what emotions She other manifested, yet they both showed by their looks 'that they were ready •Jo trust the strange man. At this moment Otehewa entered the •oom. She caught the stranger’s eye, end she came near dropping the tray she carried in her hands. Both Paul and Mary noticed her emotion, but they noticed it not so’ deeply as did the man limself who had caused it. Slowly the Indian girl drew nearer, and as she set Ser tray clown close by where Burnington was seated, she gazed fixedly into lis face, never minding the look he gave ler in return. A shade rested on her sac shade half of doubt and half anxiety; but it soon passed away, and then a look of strange satisfaction took Sts place. In the meantime the negroes had returned. Marl Laroon met them in “the ronrt. and asked them if they had found Warda. But hardly had he asked the question when he noticed a dark mass upon one of the saddles. He went up to it, aud he saw the grim, ghastly features of the. Indian guide, all covered with dirt and gore. In a few words from the negroes he Earned all; and he knew that now he must have a more dangerous enemy than before.

CHAPTER XXII. The buccaneer chieftain hade the negroes take the body away, and say nothing about the affair for the present, and then he returned to the ball, where for full half an hour he paced up and down the place like a caged lion. “I am not to be thwarted now. If that man returns here he shall find his labor lost. All is yet in my hands, and we’ll see who shall play the winning hand! What So, there! Call away my boat, and have a manned.” As he gave this order he strode to the apartment where he had left the supper party, and found those there yet whom He had left when he went from his meal. “Burnington,” he Heard from the brig since the storm. They should have sent me up word, for I Wn anxious. My boat is ready and manned, and I wish you to go down and see how they are. Some of the men may have been injured during the gale, and if so the.v will need their surgeon; so you may accompany him, Paul. Come, the boat waits.” - Both Paul and Burnington seemed vomewhat startled by this order, and for a moment were dumb. “But,” uttered the old man, at length, “it is hardly fair to send me off so soon, i am all run down with fatigue now.” “Never mind —’twon’t hurt you to ride down the river; and then you may rest is much as you want to when you get ihere.” Paul also made objections, but the captain would listen to none of /iem. Go rtiey must, unless they openly rebelled, and that they were not yet prepared to do.

Paul hoped that the captain would ■Seave him and Mary alono a few moments at least, but he did uot. Yet he rould not leave her without one fond unbrace, aid moving quickly to her side 4e bent over her and wound his arms about her and imprinted a warm kiss >pon her fair cheek. “I shall see you soon again, Mary,” Je said, ‘ and until then keep up a good leart.” “Heaven bless you, my brotherl” muj 1 - aured the stricken girl. ah!" whispered the youth. “I am ■nt sure of that. lie has.lied to us!” The maiden started up with a cry' of wrrprise and hope; but she found the, titick, burning eyes of Laroon fixed on ter, and she did not speak. On the next moment Paul was gone from her, and she musk back upon her seat. Laroon followed the two men from *• room, and saw them in the boat. Paml would have said more if Burniugtws had not stopped him. Ere long the leal had passed through the arch, the psstcullis was lowered, and the buccamrer returned to the dwelling. He called Kcgar and bade her go to the cot where *nr priest wns stopping, and tell him to «nne to the castle. laroon had had the sense to keep the fMiiKt out of the castle since the first •«*t of his coming, for he knew that his ymmaence would be not only unpleasant So Mary, but also be likely to retard her Msvrery; »o he had been kept at one of Sbr sots without the walls—the one ocosgM by Laroon’s chief herdsman. Stcy was still sitting in Hie eating MgR when the pirate returned. She

looked up as he entered, and he saw Uie shudder that passed through her Tra me. Otehewa stood close by her side; but the latter had heard the bad man’s step, and for the moment her face wore only a look of cold, bland indifference, and at that moment she looked as though she cared for nothing or pobody. Well it was for her mistress that Marl Laroon was so deeply deceived in the maid. “Now, my love,’ Tr— said Marl, as he approached close to where the maiden sat, “we will very soon have our. joys for this life fixed. Go and, prepare yourself at once, for on this night you become mine for life. Go and dress to suit yourself, and it will sdit me —only let it lie done quickly.” The maiden seemed at first in a dream, but soon she realized it all, and starting to her feet, she gazed a moment wildly on the wicked man’s face, and threw herself on her knees at his feet. “Spare—spare-—oh, spare me!” she cried in tearless, burning agony, while she clasped her hands and raised them frantically toward him. A dark, grim smile passed over the pirate's face, but when he spoke his features were as stern as ice. “Mary,” he said, “you know how much has been done to thwart me. But now the power is in my hands. Go and prepare. Otehewa, you will assist her.” “Yes, sir.” And as the slave girl spoke, she moved to the maiden’s side, and seemed to wait for her to rise.

Without another word, Mary followed Otehewa from the room, and when she had rwtched her own chamber she threw herself upon her bed and burst into a flood of tears. “My mistress,” said the faithful girl, after the maiden had wept for some minutes, “hope is not yet all gone. But you cannot escape this ordeal. It must come.” “Heaven have mercy!” groaned the stricken maiden, clasping her hands in agony. “O Otehewa, you do not know what you say. Go through with this ordeal? His wife!” “ —sh! Speak not so, my mistress,” urged the faithful girl, at the same time winding her arms about Mary’s neck. “This night there shall be an empty mockery performed by a man who profanes the sacred name of God. While I live have faith in me. On the morrow Buffo Burnington will be here. “And what of him?” asked Mary, quickly. “More than I can tell, I’m sure. I know he has the power and will serve thee. But waste not time now. Be sure our bad master must be obeyed for the present.” Mary saw where she stood, and that she must obey; and she allowed her maid > do as she pleased, she herself seeming •only a piece of mechanism in the hands of a master. At length she was prepared. She was robed in white, for so Otehewa had chosen. Her hair was free from jewels, but a few orange blossoms were braided with it. About her pure, white neck was a chain of gold, from which depended a cross set with magnificent diamonds. Mary had objected to every article, but the maid noticed her not.

Soon there came a rap upon the door, and Hagar presented herself. She had come to announce that her master waited for his bride. Again the poor girl would have fainted but for the words of her attendant. “If you falter now, all will be lost,” urged Otehewa. “I kffow Marl Laroon well, and I know that he will carry out what he has begun. Sustain yourself yet a few hours, and I will do the rest Will you not trust me?" Of course Mary coaid not say no; and yet how great a thing she gave in that trust. She stood upon the brink of a yawning gulf, and she was bidden to leap into it. She was to be forced to make the dreadful plunge. “Leap,” says the maid, “and I will see that you do not sink, for I will carry you safely over.” But as the devoted one looks down into the horrid pit she sees nothing but death and torment. So she may give up, but hope is far from her the while. And Mary followed Hagar from the chamber, and Otehewa walked by her side and supported her. They entered the drawing room, and Laroon was there habited in his most sumptuous uniform of his own designing. The priest was there in his sacred robes, and some of the servants stood back by the high windows.

“By my faith,” uttered the buccaneer, as he moved forward and took Mary’s hand “I never saw you look so well. Now we will soon be one for life.” Perhaps Marl Laroon mistook that look which he received, for one of calmness. It was a calmness, but such calmness as a marble slab maintains when the fierce blast sweeps over the churchyard. She was now all rigid and cold, for her heart had sunk to its lowest depths. “We are ready.” Thus spoke the buccaneer chieftain—nnd he spoke to the priest. The man of the church moved forward, and Marl Laroon took Mary’s cold hand in his. The priest read from his book, and then he asked the bridegroom the usual questions. They were answered promptly, but yet nervously. Next lie asked Mary the same questions, but she did not answer. A flash of fire,darted from the pirate’s eyes, and he* turned a terrible look upon the priest. That man eared not whose soul was crushed, and he went on with the ceremony. lu one more short minute the words had been spoken nnd Mary Delaney was pronounced the wife of Marl Laroon'

The slaves, acting under instructions, set up a wild shout of professed joy, in the midst of which Mari led his bride to a seat. ► “My master,” cried Otehewif., coming up and falling on her knees before him, “let me be the first tn wish you joy of your blessing. Mine' shall be the tnsk of serving your fait nnd lovely wife with all my poor strength.” “Good Otehew.a, i’ fnith I’d give thee thy freedom wer’t not for my bride. But bring the wine now.” The servants brought the wine nnd placed it upon the sideboard. Hagar would have served her master first, but Otehewa wns too quick for her. The Indinn girl seized n small waiter and upon it she placed two goblets. One was of rock crystal and small, while the other was of silver and held a pint. Beneath

her sleeve the maid had « wtnall bladdw 1 secured by a string to her waist, and = within this was a small potion of het own preparing. She had gathered it from the herbs of her own native forests, and she knew well its properties. With * small knife she punctured the bladder and then, as she poured out the wino into the goblet of crystal, she so hekl her wrist that the bladder emptied itself into the silver cup. When she had filled them both—and the mystic maneuver she had performed had detained her hardly an instant —she hastened to tfre newly wedded pair. “Now, mistress,” she said, with a merry laugh, “here is crystal for you—-and it is an emblem of your purity and virtue. Here, my master, is silver for you—and it speaks of your ambition and worth. Health, peace aqd long life to | you both.” Never was a bad man more charmed. He raised the goblet and poured off the contents at one draught. The buccaneer saw that his bride was not to be made joyous in the presence of the company now assembled, and with one more bumper all around he dismissed them. Otehewa had yet a small portion of her medicine left, and this she contrived to put into a goblet which shi left upon the sideboard half filled with wine. Two persons had already attempted to drink it, but she had stopped them by claiming it as her own. At length Hagar approached it, and Otehewa drew away to the side of her mistress again, and she had the satisfaction of seeing the old negress drink the wine. She was happy now, for she had not a hope thus far lost. -

At length the buccaneer and his bride, and Otehewa and Hagar were sole occupants of the great room. The pirate turned to Mary, and kissed her cold brow. With a deathly feeling the bride staggered from the room. She leaned heavily upon Otehewa’s arm, and faintly she murmured: “To my own chamber To own chamber!” Mary reached her room, but she could do no more. She sank down upon her bed, and she was powerless and senseless. Otehewa knew what to do for her, and ere long the poor girl was reviving. Otehewa saw that her mistress had wholly recovered, and then she went below to see how matters went on there. She stopped in the hall to hearken, but all was still, save a loud snoring from the drawing room. She entered this room, and when she had seen all there, a smile of triumph passed over her features. The pirate chieftain lay upon the floer in a sound sleep, while Hagar sat back in a chair snoring fearfully. First the girl placed a cushion beneath Laroon’s head, so that the uneasy position should not tend to awaken him before day; and then she laid down another cushion upon which to place old Hagar’s head. She dared not leave the beldam in the ehair for fear she should ,get uneasy before morning and tumble out and perhaps thus wake up. The hag was little else but ekin and bone and Otehewa easily placed her on the floor. This-done, the girl put out the lights and then mode her way noiselessly back to the chamber of her mistress. From that moment Mary possessed the love of one who would at any moment have sacrificed life itself at that love's call. “Now, my sweet lady,” she said, “you may sleep in peace.” “But you will not leave me?” said Mary, timidly. “Not if you Wish it otherwise.” Mary threw her arms about the neck of-the faithful creature, kissing her dark cheek. “You are my sister, Otehewa—my sister, and so I will ever love and bless you.” Now Otehewa wept such tears as she had not wept before for years; and from that moment her life was devoted to the benefit of the noble, generous beiug.whom she called mistress. (To be continued.!

FUNNY SWELL FISH.

Puffer Is the Jolliest Member of the Finny Tribes in Salt Water. The funniest little fellow in salt water is the puffer, or swell fish. Fishermen call him the blow fish. When he is swimming around at ease, with nothing to alarm him, ho looks queer enough, for the skin of his abdomen is all loose and wrinkled, and he has such a big, three-cornered head that he looks entirely absurd. His mouth, instead of being big and gaping, as most fish mouths are, is only a tiny round hole at the end of a pointed, conical snout. Out of this circular mouth protrude his teeth, like those of a rabbit. ' .

He would be about as homely a fish as could be made if it were not for the beautiful orange and yellow and silver colorings that play all over alm. But queer as he looks when he Is at ease, it is only when he is frightened or excited that he becomes really funny. If ho is hooked, for instance, he comes to the surface grinding those protruding . teeth so that the sound can be heard a good many feet away. And then, as soon as the hand touches him, he begins to grunt hoarsely, and with each grunt he swells a bit, till within a few moments he has puffed himself so full of air that when the fishermen hurl him at the water with all their force he pimply bounds and rebounds like a rubber ball. If he is dropped into the water af.er blowing himself full of air. he floats on it as lightly as thistledown, and he will stay that way until he has assured himself that danger has gone by. He does the same thing when he is pursued by other fish. And as he floats almost entirely out of water, with only a little bit of his hard, spiny body sunk under the surface, very few fish can hurt him once he is inflated.—Washington Post.

Two Styles.

That the fashions for millinery are divided into two distinct classes is Indicated by the following from Illustrated Bits: Mrs. Spenders—l wonder what will be the popular styles in hats this season? Mr. Spenders—My dear, women’s hats will be divided into two styles this season, ns usual; th 6 style you don’t like, and the style I can’t afford.

NOTE. —The * following article has been widely published and is one of the most remarkable illustrations of the value of careful marshalling and analysis of facts in presenting a subject to the public. LEVELERS. The Mission of Whiskey. Tobacco and Coffee. ■~The“Creatdt tnade all things, r we believe. If so, He must have made these. _ We know what He made foot} and water for, and air and sunshine, but why Whiskey, Tobacco and Coffee? They are here sure enough and each performing its work. There must be some great plan behind it all; the thoughtful man seeks to understand something of that plan and thereby to judge these articles for their true worth. Let us not say “bad” or “good” without taking testimony. There are times and conditions when it certainly seems to the casual observer that these stimulant narcotics a?ereal blessings. Right there is the ambush that conceals a “killing” enemy. One can slip into the habit of either whiskey, tobacco or coffee easy enough, but to “untangle” is often a fearful struggle. It seems plain that there are circumstances when the narcotic effect of these poisons is for the moment beneficial but the fearful argument against them is that seldom ever does one find a steady user of either whiskey, coffee or tobacco free from disease of some kind.

Certainly powerful elements in their effect on the human race. It is a matter of daily history testified to by literally millions of* people, that Whiskey, Tobacco and Coffee are smiling, promising, beguiling friends on the start, but always false as hell itself in the end. Once they get firm hold enough to show their strength, they Insist upon governing and drive the victim steadily towards ill health in some form; if permitted to continue to rule, they will not let up until physical and mental ruin sets in. A man under that spell (and “under the spell” is correct), of any one of these drugs, frequently assures himself and his friends, “Why I can leave off any time I want to. I did quit for a week just to show I could.” It is a sure mark of the slave when one gets to that stage. He wiggled through a week fighting every day to break the spell, was finally whipped, and began his slavery all over again.

The slave (Coffee slave as well as Tobacco and Whiskey) dally reviews his condition, sees perfectly plain the steady encroachments of diseasp, how the nerves get weaker day by day and demand the drug that seems to smile and offer relief for a few minutes and then leaves the diseased condition plainer to view than ever and growing worse. Many times the Coffee slave realizes that he is between two fires. He feels bnd if he leaves off and a little worse if he drinks and allows the effect to wear off. So it goes on from day to day. Every night the struggling victim promises himself that he will break the habit and next day when he feels a little bad (as he is quite sure to) breaks, not the habit, but his own resolution. It is nearly always a tough fight, with disaster ahead sure if the habit wins. There have been hundreds of thousands of people driven to their graves through disease brought on by coffee drinking alone, and it is quite certain that more human misery is caused by coffee and tobacco than by whiskey, for the two first are more widely used, and more hidden and insidious in the effect on nerves, heart and other vital organs, and are thus unsuspected until much of the dangerous work is done.

Now, Reader, what is your opinion as to the real use the Creator has for those things? Take a look at the question from this point of view. There is a law of Nature and of Nature’s God that things slowly evolve from lower planes to higher, a sturdy, steady and dignified advance toward more perfect things in both the Physical and Spiritual world. The ponderous tread of evolutionary development is fixed by the Infinite and will not be quickened out of natural law by any of man’s methods. Therefore we see many Illustrations showing how nature checks too rapid I advance. Illinois raises phenomenal | crops of corn for two or three years, i If she continued to do so every year i her farmers would advance in wealth I far beyond those of other sections or countries. So Nature interposes a bar every three or four years and brings | on a “bad year.” Here we see the leveling Influence at work. A man is prosperous in his business for a number of years and grows rich. Then Nature sets the “leveling influence” at work on him. Some of his investments lose, be becomes luxurious and lazy. Perhaps it is whiskey, tobacco, coffee, women, gambling, or ’ some other form. The Intent and purpose is to level blm. Keep him from evolving too far ahead of the masses. A nation becomes prosperous nnd great like ancient Rome. If no leveling influence set in she would dominate the world perhaps for all time. But . Dame Nature sets her army of “level--1 era" at work. Luxury, overeating and drinking, licentiousness, waste and extravagance, Indulgences of all kinds, then comes the wreck. Sure, Sure, Sure. the law of the unit is the law of the mass. Man goes through the same i process. Weakness (in childhood), gradual growth of strength, energy,

.thrift, probity, prosper! ty, wealth, comfort, ease, relaxation, self-indul-gence, luxury, idleness, waste, debauchery, disease, and th< s wreck follows. The “levelers” are i«a the bushes along the pathway of ever y successful man and woman and they bag the majority. Only now and then can 1 1 man stand out against these “leveler: nd hold his fortune, fame and health to the end. | So the Creator has use for Whiskey, Tobacco and Coffee to lev, el down the successful ones and those who show signs of being successful, and keep them back in the race, e 0 that the great “field” (the masses) 1 nay not be left too far behind. And yet we must admit that same all wise Creator has place d it in the power of a man to staihd upright, clothed in the armor of a clean cut, steady mind and say unto himself, “I decline to exchange my bli ’thright for a mess of potage.” | “I will not deaden my seihses, weaken my grip on affairs and tyeep myself cheap, common and behind; In fortune and fame by drugging with whiskey, tobacco or coffee; life Is top short. It is hard enough to win the good things, without any sort of handicap, so a man is certain a “fool trader” when he trades strength, health, money, and the good things that come with power, for the half-asleep condition of the “drugger” with the certainty of sickness and disease ahead. 1It is a matter each individual must decide for himself. He can be a leader and. semi-god if he will, or he can go along through life a'drugged clown, a cheap “hewer of wood or! carrier of water.”

Certain it is that while, the Great Father of us all does not seem to “mind” if some of Ills children are foolish and stupid, He seeqis to select others (perhaps those He i ptends for some special work) and allows them to be threshed and castigated/'most fearfully by these “levelers.” If a man tries flirting with these levelers awhile, and gets a few slaps as a hint, he had better take the hint or a good solid blow will follow. When a man tides to live upright, clean, thrifty, sober, and undrjftgged, manifesting as near as he knows what the Creator intends he should, happiness, health and peace seem to come to him. Does it pay? This article was written to set people thinking, to rouse the “God within” for every highly organized man and woman has times when they feel a something calling from within for them to press to the front and “be about the Father's business,” don’t mistake it; the spark of the Infinite is there and it pays in every way, health, happiness, peace, and even worldly prosperity, to break off the habits and strip clean for the work cut out for us.

It has been the business of the writer to provide a practical and easy way for people to break away from the coffee habit and be assured of a return to health and all of the good things that brings, provided the abuse has not gone too far, and even then the cases where the body has been rebuilt on a basis of strength and health run into the thousands. v It is an easy and comfortable step to stop coffee instantly by having wellmade Postum Food Coffee served rich and hot -with good cream, for the color and flavor is there, but none of the caffeine or other nerve destroying elements of ordinary coffee. On the contrary, the most powerful rebuilding elements furnished by Na-1 ture are in Postum and they quickly, set about repairing the damage. Seldom is it more than 2 days after the change is made before the old stomach 1 or bowel troubles -or complaints oi kidneys, heart, head ot nerves shon unmistakable evidence of getting bei ter and ten days’ time changes thingji wonderfully. Literally millions of brain-worßlnp Americans today use Postum, having found the value and common sense ii the change. 0. W. POST.

Helps Perfume Trade.

“The perfumery business nevdr wa better,” said the perfume dealer th other day. “I sell more perfume tha I ever did before, and I think m heavy sales are due in a large part i > the automobile craze. “You know the odor pmanatlng fro? those gasoline autos is not pleasaw! Lovely woman does her best to over come it by using lots of perfume. Juri take notice the next time an au'i| whizzes by you and see if you don 1 get a good strong whiff of perfini with the gasoline if there is a smarts attired woman in the machine. ,t “Women may be golug in for atl> letics more than ever, but they are gy Ing in for perfumes, too, and the mog expensive kind. “It would surprise you, though, » know how many men have the perfumery habit as well. I think the n«v fancy silk handkerchiefs may hap something to do with that” It

Tough on the Owner.

It was on the old camp ground. “Pass de hat” suggested Brudda Wheatly. But the parson raised his hand. ' “No, sah,” he shouted, “dere’ll be b hats about it Pass a tin box widjt chain to it De last time a hat wte passed around heah it nevah case back and I had to go home bareheoed.”

Trials of the Rich.

Fussy Fred—-Say, Lew, dpn’t yos« wish you had ail de silver dollars wt youse could carry? Lasy Lew—Naw; not es I had to! carry ’em very far. _ T J

BLAME IS FIXED.

Commission on Slocum Horror Makes It« Report. The national Slocum committee has spared nobody. It has struck at the head of the steamboat inspection service. Peremptory orders have been issued to discharge from the service of the United States these officials: Robert S, Rodie, supervising inspector of the v Second District, with headquarters in Albany. Gen. James A. Dumont and Thomas H. Barrett, local inspectors in charge of the port of New York. They are held directly responsible for deadly laxity and neglect. It is ordered that their successors in office at once conduct a thorough examination of the entire inspection force of the port of New York, -with the object of weeding out all the men whom such examination shall show to be .unfitted to perform the very arduous aud responsi-. ble duties of their positions. Changes in the regulations of an extensive nature must be made (for it is so ordered), designed to prevent a repetition of the General Slocum disaster in the port of New York, when 955 died and 175 were hurt out of 1,258. Construction of .flimsy steamboats of the Slocum kind will be guarded against. The owners of the Slocum and their executive agents are declared to share largely in the moral responsibility for the wholesale destruction of life. Captain Van Schaack and the pilot are also condemned. The commission declares: “The commission, therefore, believes that the master had knowledge of the fire before the steamer passed the eastern end of Ward’s Island. The commission, therefore, believes that the master knew of the fire in time to have beached the vessel either in Little Hell Gate, to the westward of the Suhken Meadows, or in the Bronx Kills, to the eastward of tho Sunken Meadows.”

A fearful rebuke is given -to the officers and crew, save Assistant Engineer Brandow and Chief Engineer Conklin, who are commended as heroes. Pilot Van Wart showed bad judgment and lack of skill in beaching the vessel, giving little opportunity of wading ashore to those who could not swim. The fire fighting apparatus is sharply criticised, and as to the rotten life preservers the condemnation is supreme. Laws to confer greater power on the inspection service to enforce its commands are strongly urged. All the regulations must be enforced by order of President Roosevelt, who has written a letter to Secretary Victor H. Metcalf of the Department of Commerce and Labor, directing him to carry into effect the regulations of the commission.

CAMPAIGN WARMING UP.

Its Last Days May Sea Some of the Old Time Enthusiasm. The remaining days of the campaigs of 1904 will occupy the public mind pretty much to the neglect of everything else. The voters and those who read the newspapers, the Utica Globe says believe two weeks is plenty as it hai been impossible to arouse enthusiasn at an earlier stage and a herculean ef> fort has 'been put forth to start it even now. This campaign differs from others ii the’absence of accessories—the uniformed marching clubs, the big meetings, and the things which contributed to move ment and color. When the spectaculai feature is* omitted, the distinguishing mark of the presidential canvasses sine* the 60’s, the life is gone. When it ii left to the press and the spellbinderi to importune support for the candidate* the glory of electioneering has departed In the old days the cost of carrying ot a campaign was small compared to now In 1860 the Wide Awakes and the Littl* Giants wore an oil cloth oap and caj* costing 40 cents and -this placed it withi; the reach of everyone. Now the unifornu cost all -the way -from 510 to 825 and only the few can afford them. A battalion oi 200 dressed this way ia one month expend from $4,000 to $7,000. The old fashioned torch has been superseded bj an expensive lantern, and musicians who received $1.50 per night now ask $4 and $5. The increased cost has had a good deal to do to make this campaign th« listless one it has been up to the ev< ajmost of election. While the omission of the spectaculai has disappointed the boys and girls it has served a good purpose in that the heated arguments, the bitterness aroused among the parties to them, has not manifested itself in anything like the proportions of ye olden time. The discussion of platforms and candidates has been carried on with respectful deference in nowise calculated to anger those who seek enlightenment. This is as it should be and ia a distinct gain over tjie old way of abuse and villification which marred so many campaigns heretofore.

The Worst Ever.

The bologna sausage makers employed in 165 wurst shops in Chicago Agreed the other evening to strike for recognition of their union. Eleven hundred men, expert in separating sausages from their bark, joined in the movement The meeting decided on linked action against the manufacturers, whose trade agreement with the union has expired. The employers decided to run open shops. The union wants the shops closed tight as the bolognas. Ths wurst is yet to come.

Noted Horse Sold for $70,000.

One of the largest sums ever paid for a horse in this country was that given by Harry Payne Whitney at the sale of the stable of his late father, William C. Whitney, in Madison Square Garden, New York, Monday night. The price was 170,000, and the horse was ths noted stallion Hamburg. James It. Keene, the famous horseman and Wall street operator, wns Whitney’s only competitor in the bidding, he offering $60,000.

The Vote in November.

It is estimated that 15,000,000 votes will be cast for President in November. The vote in 1890 was 13,923,878, and in 1900 it was 13,961,560. If the estimate Of 15,000,000 votes should prove correct, over a million more votes will be cast this year than were cast four years ago. There has been a large increase in the number of votes, and there will probably be no larger number of stay-at-homg voters this year than there was in 1900.

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