Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 39, Number 93, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 July 1907 — Page 2

THE SPY

BY J. FENIMORE COOPER

A STORir OF THE REVOLUTION

CHAPTER XXIV. When Miss Peyton and her nieoe first framed the escape of Captain Wharton, it was with difficulty they could qredit their senses. They both relied so implicitly on the success of DunWoodle's exerfiofas, that they thought the act, on the jwtrt 'oftheir retatfre. extremely <ient; but it eras now too late to mend it. While listening to the conversation of the officers, both were struck with the increased danger of Henry’s situation, if recaptured, and they trembled to think of 4he great exertions that would be made to accomplish this object. Miss Peyton consoled herself, and endeavored to cheer her were, with the probability that the fugitires would pursue their coarse with unTemrtting diligence, so that they might reach the Neutral Gronnd before the horse would carry down the tidings of their tight. The absence of Dunwoodie seemed to her all-important, and the artless lady was anxiously devising some project that might detain her kinsman and thus give her nephew the longest possible time. But very different were the reflections of iFrances. She felt certain that, instead Of flying to the friendly forces below, her brother would be taken to some mysterious hiding place to pass the night. ~±\ Frances and her aunt held & long and animated discussion by themselves, when the good spinster reluctantly yielded to the representation of her niece, and, folding her in her arms, she kissed her cold eheck, and fervently blessing her, allowed her to depart on an errand of fraternal love. The night had set in dark and chilling as Frances moved through the little garden that lay behind the farm house which had been her brother’s prison, and took her way to the foot of the mountain. Young, active and impelled by her generous motive, she moved up the hill with elastic steps, and very soon emerged from the cover of the woods into an open space •f more level ground, that had evidently been cleared of its Timber for the purpose of cultivation.

The white tents of the militia were stretched in regular lines immediately beneath her. The light was shining in the window of her aunt, who, Frances easily •fancied, was watching the mountain, racked with all the anxiety she might be supposed to feel for her niece. Lanterns were playing about in the stable yard, where she knew the horses of the dragoons were kept, and believing them to be preparing for their night march, she .renewed her toil. Our heroine had to ascend more than a quarter of a mile farther, although she had already conquered two-thirds of the height of thr mountain. But she was aow without a path or any guide to direct her in her course. Fortunately, the hill was conical, like most of the mountains in that range, and by advancing upward. she was certain of at length reaching the pinnacle. Nearly an hour did she struggle with the numerous difficulties that she was obliged to overcome, when, having been repeatedly exhausted with J»er efforts and, in several instances, in great danger from falls, she succeeded in gaining the small piece of "table land on the summit. Faint with her exertions, which had been unusually severe for so slight a frame, *he sank ou a rock to recover her ■trength and fortitude. A few moments sufficed for this purpose. All of the neighboring hills were distinctly visible by the aid of the moon, and Frances was able, where she stood, to trace the route «f the highway fbom the plains into the mountains. 11 The chilling air sighed through the leafless branches of the gnarled and crooked •aks, as, with a step so light as hardly to rustle the dry leaves on which she trod, Fra nees moved: forwar<TTo" tfiat'Pfttt es the hill where she expected to find tonic secluded habitation; but nothing could she discern that in the least resembled a dwelling of any sort. In vain she examined every recess of the rocks, or inquisitively explored every part of the summit that she thought could hold the tenement. No hut. nor any vestige of a human being, could slid trace. The idea of her solitude struck on the terrified mind of the affrighted girl, and approaching to the edge of a shelving rock, she bent forward to gaze on the signs" of life in the vale, when a ray of keen light dazaled her eyes, and a warm air diffused hself over her whole frame. Recovering •from her surprise. Frances looked on the ledge beneath her, and at once perceived that she stood directly over the object of her search. A hole through its roof oftforded a passage to the smoke, which, as it blew aside, showed her a clear and cheerful fire crackling and snapping on a rude hearth of stone. The approach to the front of the hut was by a winding path around the point of the rock on which she stood, and by this she advanced to it* door. ) Three sides of this singular edifice, if such it could be called, were composed of logs laid alternately on each other, to a little more than the height of a man and the fourth was formed by the rock against which it leaned. The roof to its eaves, the fissures between the logs had been stuffed with clay, which in many places had fallen out, and dried leaves were made use of as a substitute to keep ,*ut the wind. A single window of four ,panes of glass was in front, but a board carefully closed it, in such a manner as ito emit no light Trom the fire within. At■tpr pausing soma time to view this singularly constructed hiding place, for such Trances well knew it to be, she applied her eye to a crevice to examine the inaide. The blazing fire of dry wood made ghe interior light enough to read by. In •ne corner lay a bed of straw, with a pair of blankets thrown carelessly over it. 'Against the walls and rock were suspended from pegs forced into the crevices, Various garments, and such as were apparently fitted for all ages and conditions, and for either sex. British and American aniforma bung peaceably by the side of aach other; and on the peg that supported • gown of striped calico, anch as was the IMI country wear, was also depended a

well powdered wig; in short, the attire was numerous, and as various as if a whole parish were to be equipped from this one wardrobe. In the angle against the rock was an open cupboard, that bold a plate or two, a mug, and the remains of some broken •meal. — Rnfwv-the tiro wan a table-made of rough boards. A book that, by its size and shape, appeared to be a Bible, was lying on the table, unopened. But it was the occupant of the hut in whom Frances was chiefly interested. This was a man, setting on the stool, vyith his head Tean-~ ing on his hand, 'deeply occupied in examining some open papers. On the table lay a pair of curiously and richly mounted te>r-*-mauV ptsfotsT and tlic bajjpdle oT a sheathed rapier, of exquisite workmanship, protruded from between the legs of the gentleman, one of whose hands carelessly rested on its guard. The tall stitwre- of -tbie - unexpected tenant of the hut, and his form, much more athletic than that of either Harvey or her brother, told Frances that it was neither of those she sought. She stood, earnestly looking through the crevice as the stranger moved his hand from before his eyes, and raised his face, apparently in deep musing; Frances instantly recognized the benevolent and strongly marked, but composed, features of Harper. All that Dunwoodie had said of his power and disjwsition; al! that he had himself promised ber brotber. and nil the i-onfidenee that had been created by his dignified and paternal manner, rushed across the mind of Frances, who threw open the door of the hut, and falling at his feet, clasped his knees with her arms, as she cried: “Save him —save him—save my brother; remember your promise, and save him!” Harper had risen as the door opened, and there was a slight movement of one hand toward his pistols; but it was cool,

"SAVE HIM, SAVE MY BROTHER!"

and instantly checked. He raised the hood of the cardinal, which had fallen over her features, and exclaimed, with some uneasiness: “Miss Wharton! But you cannot, be alone?” “There is none here but my God and you; and by his sacred name, I conjure you to remember your promise, and save my hrother!"— ■■■; - -r' ■ — Harper gently raised her from her knees and placed her on the stool, begging her at the same time to be composed, and to acquaint him with the nature of her errand. This- Frances instantly did. “Miss Wharton,” said Harper, “that I bear no mean part in the unhappy struggle between England and America, it might now be useless to deny. You owe your, brother’s escape, this night, to my knowledge of his innocence, and the remembrance of my word. Major Dunwoodi e is mistaken when he says that I might openly have procured his pardon. I now, indeed, can control bis fate, and I pledge to you a word which has some influence with Washington, that means shall be taken to prevent his recapture. But from yon, also. I exact a promise that this interview, and all that has passed between us. remain confined to your own bosom, until >ou have my permission to speak upon the subject.” France* gave the desired assurance, and he continued: - “The peddler and your brother will soon be here, but I must not be seen by the royal officer, o* the life of Birch might be the forfeiture.” “Never!" cried Frances, ardently; “Henry could never be so base as to betray the man who saved him.” “It is no childish game that we are now playing. Miss Wharton. Men's lives and fortunes li:m*( upon slender threads, and nothing must be left to accident that can be guarded against. Did Sir Henry Clinton know that the peddler had communion with me, and under such' circumstances, the life of the miserable man would be taken instantly; therefore, as you value human blood, or remember the rescue of your brother, be prudent and be silent. Communicate what you know to them both, and urge them to instant departure. If they cad reach the last pickets of our -rmy before morniea. it shall be my care that there are none to intercept them. There is better work for Major Dunwoodie than to be exposing the life of his friend." While Harper was speaking, he carefully rolled up the map' he had been studying and placed it, together with sundry papers that were also open, into his pocket. He was still occupied in this manner when the voice of the peddler was heard directly over their heads. “Stand further this way, Captain Wharton, and you con see the tents in the uioonshis*. But let them mount and ride; I have a neat here that will hold us both, and we will go in at our leisure/’ Harper pressed his finger oa his lip to

remind Frances of her, promise, and, taking his pistols and hat.- rcttrcd dellbfraPTy te a far corner of the lint, where, lifting several articles of dress, he entered a recess in th" rocl; and letting them fall again, was hid from view. The sunrise of Henry and the peddler, on entering and finding Frances in possesion of lii ' hut: may be easily imaginrd. Without waiting for explanations ~OT querffions, the waim hearted girl flew into the arms of her brother, and gave a vent to her emotions in tears. But the peddler seemed struck with very different feelings. His first look was at the fir' n ; lie then drew op> n a small drawer of the table, and looked a little ahtrmcd^at.finding it empty. \ “Are you alone, be asked, in a quick voice. “As you see, Mr. Birch,” said Frances, turning an expressive 1 glance toward the secret cavern 1 “But" why and wherefore are you here?’ exclaimed her astonished brother; "and how kriew you of this place at all?” Frances entered at once into a brief detail of what had occurred at the house since their departure, and the motives wbtehxindneed hto seek thpin. The peddler, watching his opportunity, unseen by Henry, slipped behind _the screen and entered the cavern. Frances and her brother! who thought his companion had passed, through the door, continued conversing on the latter’s situation for several minutes, when the former urged the necessity of expedition on his part, in order to precede Dttnwoodie, from whose use of duty they knew' they had no, escape. The 'cafSTfi Iff ~ took out his pocketbook and wrote a few lines with liis pencil; then folding the . paper, he handed it to his sister. H__ “Frances,” he said, “you have this night proved yourself to be-an incomparable woman. As~jyou love-me, give that unopened to Dunwoodie, and remember that two hours may save my life.” “I will —I will ; but why delay? Why not fly, and improve these previous moments?” “Your sister stays Well. Captain WUar ton,” exdaimed Harvey, who had re-en-tered unseen; “we must go at once. Here is food to eat, as we travel.” “But who is to see this fair creature to safety?” cried the captain. “I can never desert my,sister in such a place as this.” “Leave me! leave me!” said Frances; “I can descend as I came up. Do not doubt me; you know not my courage,nor my .strength.” “Captain Wharton,” said Birch, throwingopeßTTdre wttb--your own lives, if you have many to sj)are. I have but one. and must nurse it. Do I go alone, or not?” “Go, go, dear Henry,” said Frances, embracing him; “go; remember our father; remember 1 Sarah.” Stic waited not- for his answer, but gently forced biin through the door and closed it with her own hands. Immpdiately after the noise of their departure had deased, Harper reappeared. He took tjhemrm of Frances in silence, anil led her from the hut. The way seemed familiar to him; for ascending to the lodge above them, he led his companion across the table land tenderly, 1 pointing out the little difficulties in thefr route and cautioning her against injury; Harper finally turned, and, taking the hand of Frances, spoke as follows: \ “You have this night saved your brother, Miss Wharton. It would not be proper for me to explain why there are limits to my ability to serve him ; but if you can detain the horse for two hours, he is assuredly safe. After what you have already done. I can believe you equal to any duty. God has denied to me children, young lady; but if it had boon his blessed will that, my marriage should not have been childless, such a treasure ns yourself would I have asked from his mercy. But you are my child; all who dwell in this broad lqnil are my ehildren, and my care; and take the blessing of one who hopes yet to meet you in happier days.” \Vondoriug -who this unknown hut powerful friend of her brother could be, Frances glided across the fields, and using _ due precautions in approaching ihe dwelling, regained her residence undiscovered and iu safety. (To be continued.! L:

Regular Sherlecks.

The woman lecturer had the floor. - ’-‘Afhuiy oistars," alio, argued, “theif is no obstacle woman cannot overcome When the north pole is eventually discovered it will be by a woman exp lor or.’* ' ~ - - •■ • • ■ “But how could a woman ever fit* the north pole?” ventured the mere mas who had slipped in unnoticed. “How could she find it? Why, canb she find the pockets In her own dresses 1 That is more than a man can do/I Under such eclipsing testimony thine re man was compelled to retreat.

For n Consideration.

“James,” said Rakeley, caught in th* act, “I believe you—er —saw me salub ing the maid.” "Yes, sir.” replied the butler. “Well, remember, It’s well sometimes to practice silence.” “Yes, sir,’’ said James, with outstretched palm. “Hi ’aVc ’card, sir, that ‘silence Is golden.’ ’’—Philadelphia Press.

Professional Advice.

Physician—You'll have to Ik? careful this summer aud not overexert yourself. Patient —-Then you think I ought to take a vacation, eh? Physician—Certainly not. Didn’t I just tell you not to overexert yourselfl

The Limit.

Biggs—The Dopsous are very exclusive. I understand. Diggs—Yes, ludeed. Why, they even have wire screens on their doors find windows so their files can’t get &it and associate with the flies of their neighbors.

A Man Story.

Tbe Big Fish (boastfully)—Yes, sir, he was at least ten feet long and mast have weighed 500 pounds if lie weighed an ounce, but the line broke and I got away from him. —Pock.

Somewhat Different.

Blox—l hear yon hare been visiting friends In tbe country. Knox — Ton have got It wrong. I was visiting relative*. ",

THE OLD-SOAKEM BUCKET SHOP.

How dear to my heart are the bucket shop earnings, When fond recollection presents them to view; The clerk, the mechanic, far wealth vainly yearning, And every one else I was able to do. No longer they’ll come with the bulk of * their wages, And hand them to me, wbenfor margins I call; No lodger they’ll find .in the newspaper pages The news that a bucket shop’s gone to the wall; v The well-furnished bucket shop, swell looking bucket shop, The bucket shop ready to go to the walL How oft have they stood by the ticker and waited. To learn what theik profits were going to be I How oft to their sorrow they’ve found they were fated To leave all their profits forever with me. Their coin I How I seized It with hands that were glowing,

"MILKMEN" OF BELGIUM.

Queer Rigs of Mills Peddlers Who Are Mostly Girls. - There is a land across the sea, sandwiched in between Holland, Prussia and France, that Is more densely populated than any other country In the world. It Is the kingdom of Belgium, where there are a little more than 550 inhabitants for every square mile of territory. The Inhabitants are of French and German origin of about equal proportions, are quite numerous enough to engage In great manufacturing who are, nevertheless, pastoral in their pursuits and depend on the soil for a livelihood. canals and a network of railroads through the country enable the farmers to transport their products to the markets, and the climate in general Is de-

TYPICAL BELGIAN MILKMAID.

liglitfully temperate. Cattle Is one or the chief products,. and the corn and fruit crops come next. Many engage in fishing, and in recent* years the coal and Iron ore mining has grown to great proportions. Lumbering Is also carried on to a considerable extent. But cattle raising and fruit farming appear to be the national occupations. The inhabitants seem naturally adapted to such tasks, and they are surely more picturesquely interesting to the traveler when thus ehgaged. Dairy products cut no small figure In a country where cattle raising is an important industry, and the milk peddlers of Belgium are without a doubt the most Interesting characters the traveler will meet In any country In Europe. All through Belgium you will meet the milk peddler, whether on the city streets, the villages and towns or the country highways. And ns a general thing they are the robust red cheeked girls from the farms, with their milk cans and Jars loaded on carts in which dogs are the motive power. 'The picture with this article shows a milkmaid with her cnrt and dog. Milk and butter are ridiculously low priced In Belgium, and the peddler has got to make a lot of sales before a dollar is earned. However, the purchasing power of a dollar is a lot greater In Belgium than it Is In this country, ao things alMHit even up. Next In Importance to stock and fruit raising Is agriculture, and, although Belgium Is not large. It excels most of Europe.

And safe In my pockets It speedily fell; Alas! now my business they’ve been “overthrowing, The bucket shop business that did ’em up well. The lucrative business, the get-rlch-quick business, The bucket shop business that did ’em ~ m> well. Alone in my sorrow, I scarce can b* lieve it, I’ll profit no more as a bear or a bull J My business Is gone, and I ne’er can retrieve It, I find they have broken my wonderful pull. l No longer I’ll rake In their money and spend It, No longer Ue*Out when my customer* ' ' call; - The Legislature has passed a bill that will end It, * Forever the bucket shop’s gone to the wall. The old soakem bucket shop, cash-getting bucket shop, —... ____ The bucket shop now that has gone to the wall. —Detroit Free Press.

WHY FOOD FADDISTS THRIVE.

Enthusiastic Belief Adds Tastt that Insures Digestion. Much light has been thrown on tha process of digestion In the last few years by the Investigations of Pavlov, a Russian physiologist, and others, Those investigations have changed very materially our views of this process and have served to explain many things relating to food, especially why it Is that every food faddist thrives upon his particular diet, although it may differ In toto from that of hia neighbor who thrives equally on his own regimen. Stories are tdld of dyspeptics, living for years on carefully selected food of the blandest and “most easily digestible” sort, and suffering misery, who suddenly conceived a longing for corned beef and cabbage and surreptitiously devoured a meal of it. To their delight as much as to their surprise, there was nothing to for this yielding to the promptings of nature; digestion was perfectly performed for the first time In years. Such stories are not always apocryphal ; they may be founded on fact, and their explanation is the same as that of the success of the food faddist Pavlov found in experimenting on dogs that an abundance of gastric juice was secreted when they had food that they liked, even though this food was mechanically prevented from entering the stomach; whereas, when they were fed on things they did not care for, but could eat only when half starved, the secretions of gastric Juice was very scanty. This lie called the “appetite juice,” the process In the stomach being analogous to the familiar phenomenon of “watering In the mouth,” or Increased salivary secretion caused by the sight or smell of savory food or even by the thought of it. He found also that the composition of the digestive fluids varied with the kind of food, each article swallowed calling forth, through some mysterious signals transmitted to the stomach from the tongue and palate as soon as they had tasted the morsel placed In the mouth. Just the sort of fluid best adapted to Its digestion. The enthusl-' astlc appreciation by the dietetic crank of the unsavory food which he is persuaded will assure him strength and long life gives him a taste for It, and so the motherly stomnch provides an abundance of gastric Jnice of the proper composition and thereby saves him from the ethorwlsn tnorlLihto n _ sequences of hia folly.

Six of One, Etc.

“Look at poor Mrs. Smith working that heavy lawn mower. Isn’t it « shame?” “Yes, perhaps It Is; but listen to poor Mr. Smith putting the baby to sleep.”

Contentment.

“Dey say contentment Is better dan riches,” said Uncle Eben; “'but I mus’ own up dat kind o’ like to try both an’ decide fob myself.”—Washington Star. To a man with a little Sense, probably tbe greatest annoyance in the world Is a fooL (r

A WFUL EFFECT OF ECZEMA.

»- , - - ■ ' ■ 1 , - n -Cowered with Yellow Sore*—Grew Worse—Parent* I> 1 aeon rased —Cntlcara Drove Sore* Away. *‘Our lltite girl, on® yeas and a half oM, was taken with'eczema or that was what the doctor called it We took her to three doctors, but this time she was nothing but a yellow, greenish sore. " ' One morning we discovered a little yellow pimple on one or net' eyes. Doctor No. 3 said that we had better take her to some eye specialist, siuee it was- an ulcer. So we went to Oswego to Doctor No. 4, and he said the eyesight was gone. We were nearly discouraged, but I thought we would try the Cptieura Treatment, so I purchased a set of Cutlcura Remedies, which cost me sl, and In three days of daughter, who had been sick about eight months, showed ‘‘pronTTiTfpritVl'nil'lll, mill In nnn mv>V nl( sores had disappeared. Of course it could not restore the eyesight, but If we had used Cuticura In time I am confident that it would have saved the eye. Mrs. Frank Abbott, R. F. D. No. 9, Fulton, Oswego Co., N. Y., Aug. 17,-1906.”

An Anatomical Puzzle.

Behind the bridge of your nose is a little cavity in the skull, the origin of which appears to toe unknown. It probably was a gland, consisting of two tiny lobes, joined together, and is named the Sella turcica. Physiologists believe that this is the remains of a sixth, sense, which was of practical value to our antediluvian ancestors, but whether it enabled them to see in the dark in days before they possessed fire or helped them to find their way through trackless forests as wild - beasts can to-day or what other purpose it may ihave served we do not know and probably never shall knowT”

A FRANK STATEMENT

Frnm a Prominent Fraternal Kan of Holla, Missouri. Justice of the Peace A. M. Light, of Rolla, Mo., Major, Uniformed Rank, Knights of Pythias, Third Battalion,

to know whereof I speak, and am pleased to add my endorsep>ent and to recommend their use.” Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.

Mineral Wealth of the South.

About one-seventh of tlhe mineral production of the entire country comes from the Southern States. Of bituminous coal, the most valuable mineral, the South produces one-fourth, and of Iron about one-ninth. Its total coal resources amount to nearly 600,000,000,000 tons, or more than one-fourtlb of our estimated coal reserve. Of mineral chemical materials the Siouth supplies more than one-half, chiefly phosphate rock, all of which is produced in Florida, Tennessee and South Carolina, and nearly one-third o? the mineral pigments. Of precioui stones the whole country produces onlj $32.->,OOO worth, with the South furnishing its fair share. The showing in iron ore reserves li quite as good; a safe minimum ii 3.000,000,000 tons, or nearly one-third of the nation’s total. Of workable iron ore the South contains one and one half times as much as tfhe famous Lake Superior district, land this does not include the deep lying southern ores. On a basis of value of product the South furnishes more than two-sev-enths of our oil and more than one sixth of our gas.—'New York Sun.

The Conversation of Coin.

“Money talks,” said the succinct person. “Yes,” answered Miss Cayenne, “and some of It seems at present to be quite gossipy and scandalous in Its remarks.” —Washington Star.

MEAT OR CEREALS.

A Question of Interest to All Careful Persona. Arguments on food are Interesting. Many persons adopt a vegetarian diet on the ground that they do not like to feel that life has been taken to feed them, nor do they fancy the thought of eating dead meat On the other hand, too great consumption of partly cooked, starchy oats and wheat or white bread, pastry, etc., produces serious bowel troubles, because the bowel digestive organa (where Btarch Is digested), are overtaxed and the food ferments, producing gaa, and microbes generate In the decayed food, frequently bringing on peritonitis and appendicitis. Starchy food is absolutely essential to tho human body. Its best form la shown In the food “Grape-Nuts," where the starch Is changed Into a form of sugar during the process of Its manufacture, In. this way, the required food Is presented to the system In a pre-dl-gested form and Is Immediately made Into blood and tjsaue, without taxing the digestive organs. A remarkable result In nourishment Is obtained; the person using GrapeNuts gains quickly In physical and mental strength. Why In mental? Because the food contains delicate particles of Phosphate of Potash obtained from the grains, and this unites with the albumen of all food and the combination Is what nature naea to rebuild worn oat cells in the brain. This la a scientific fact that can be easily proven by ten days’ use—of Grape-Nuts. ’There’s s Reason.” Read Tbs Road to WellTlUe,” In pkgs.

Second Regiment, Missouri Brigade, says: “I am pleased to Indorse the us® of Doan’s Kidney Pills, a medicine of great merit. Having had personal experience with many kidney medicines, I am in a position to