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the MOBKiira times. Sunday, jtjly ii, 189T. 19 v. 8 Tfye S!p?r';$ Wooing i - lly W. AY. J A COBS. t . n 4M4MNKMMMM4MM 9 They got under way at -I o'docU next Tnortnng. anil woke the cook up to aslstnt 3:30. At 3-35 they woke him again, and at8:60 arnKgedhimfro.it hlsbuuk and tried to arouse lum to a sense of his duty. The cook, with hli- eyea still closed, crawled back again the moment they left limit and though they hail him out twice after that, lie went back in the ame somtinmbullsUo btatc and resumed his slumbers. Brittlesea -was ttiirty miles astern when lie at length awoke and -went on deck, and the sohooner was scudding along under a stiff breeze. 1L was a breeze such us the male loved, and Ids face fell upon the shrinking figure of the cook as it glided softly into the galley. "Cook." he roared, 'come here, you bkttlkiug rascal'. Wherc've you been all this time?" "I've been in trouble, sir," said the cook, humbly; "you'll hardly believe the tiouble I've been In through trying to do the skipper a kindness." "Don't you come none ot that with inc.'" roared the mate warniugly. ' Where' ve you been? Come out -with it!" The cook. Mill somewhat -weak from his adventures, leaned against the companion, and -with much dramatic gesture began tils etory. As It proceeded the mate's breath came thick and fast, his color rose, and he be came ratic in his steering. Flattered bv the.c svuinloms of concern, the cook. continued. "That'll do," said the mate at last-. "I ain't got to the worst ot it yet, sir," said the cook. "I you stand ttiere lying to me for another moment I'll break your neck," 6ald the mate, violently. You've had two days on the drink, that's -what you've b8d. It's gawspcl truth, sir," said the cook soltueuly. "You wait till the skipper' turns out," said the other, slinking his fist at him. "If it "wasn't for leaving the -wheel I'd eat nbout you myself, my lad " To the e-ook's indignation, the skipper eharcil the opinions ot the mate con cerning his story, and in a most abrupt ami unfeeling fashion stopped Uvo days' pay. Tkv.n In the foc'slc he fared no better, the crew's honest trllmte of amaze ment to hi, powers of untruthful narrative pacing all bounds of decorum. They passed Northflect on their way up to Itolhcrhithe, -where they went to dis charge a small general cargo. The cook's behavior every time a police lxnt passed thorn came in for much scornful censure. It -was some hours ljefore he would go nsHorc. and, when at last he did venture It was with the reckless air of a Robert Macalre and a Dick Tuipin tolled Into one. It was a damp, cheerless morning when they got to Noithtlcct again. They weie not to load until the next day, and after dinner Henry and the mate exchanged a sympathetic mile as the skipper took up his cap and -went ashore. He -walked into Gravcsead, and- taking no notice of the tain, which was falling steadily, strolled idly about looking Into the shop windows. He had a lomantio Idea that he might meet Aunls Gelhlng there. It was half-holit'ay at the chool, and it -was the most natuial thing In the -world that she should be sauntering about Gravosend Jn the pouring rain. At about 4 oCclock;eing fairly wet through, he taw the fallacy of the idea strongly, and in a disconsolate fashion, after one glass at a convenient tavern, turned to go back to tbs ship. Aiittle way along the load he stepped aside to allow a girl to rass, glancing by meie force of habit beneath liar umbrella, as he did to. Then he started bock guiltily, as his eyes met those of Mi-s Gething. She half stopped. "Good af Wuuon'sald the skipper", awk wardly. "Good afternoon," said she. "Nasty weather," said tlie skipper, stand ing respectfully three yards off. "You must be very wet," said Miss Gettilng. "You are going to see mother, I suppose?" "I did think ot doing so." said the skipiwr, with Joyous untruthfulness. "I'm going to do a 1'ttle shopping," said she. "Good-by!" She nodded brightly, and the skipper, raising his cap, turned on his heel and set off to pay the call. He turned his head several times as lie went, but Miss Geth ing, wno knew more of men than the skipper knew ot women, did not turn hers. A quarter of an hour's brisk walk brought him to the house, and he shook the rain from his cap as he knocked gentlv at the door. It was opened by a man, who, standing with his hand on the bolt, re garded hint Inquiringly. "Mrs. Gething In?" nsked the skipper. "No, she's not just at present," said the other. "I'll come in and wait for her if von don't mind," sa!d the skipper, speaking on the spur ot the moment. The other hesitated, and then standing aside to allow him to rass, closed the door, aud they entered the small parlor together. The skipper, with a courage wliich surprised himself, took a chair un invited and began to wipe his trousers with his handkerchief. "I'm afraid Mrs. Gething will be a long lime," said the other man at last. "I'll give her a few minutes," said the fWppcr, who would have sat there a week wl'ii pleasure. He nibbed his mustache and beard with 1mh handkerchief and put them into shape with liis fingers. The other man regarded these operations with an unfavorable eye, and watched him uneasily. 'No message you amid leave for Mrs. Getting," lie suggested after a quarter ot an hour. TImj skipper shook his head, and In his torn took sick ot the other man a good loaklug fellow, with a waxed black mus tache, a light silk tie aud a massive scarf pin. A frock-coat hung about his knees, and shoes ot the lightest brown called ntUinUou to his small feet Another quarter of an liour passed. "Wet dny," said the skipper, by way ot tarring the conversation again. The other assented, and remarked that he thought it veiy probable that the wet would prevent Mrs. Gething from return ing, whereupon the conversation languished until the pound of known footsteps outside and the turning ot a key in the latch made them loth look up. "Here she Is," said the skipper softly. The other man said nothing, feeling, pos sibly, that the entrance of Miss Gething was sufficient refutation of the statement. He was also In anything but a talkative mood. "Mother not in?" said Miss Gething in turprise as she entered the room. "How good of you to wait, captain. "Oh, it's no trouble," said the skipper, who really thought there was no credit due to him for Ills action. She shook hands with the other roan and smiled at the skipper. "I've seen you before," she said, "and It is good of you to wait. I'm sure you're very wet. This i Mr. Glover, Capt. Wilson." The two gentlemen glared their ac knowledgments, and the skipper, with p. sinking at his heart, began to feoi in the way. Miss Gething, after going outside to remove her hat and jacket, came in binning pleasantly.and c-onversatioiibecanie general, the two men using tier as a sort of human telephone, through which to trans mit scanty ideas. "Halt past live," said Miss Gething, sud denly. "Have you got to catch the 0:30 tiain, Mr Glover?" "Must," suid Mr. Glover, dismally; "business, you know," he added, tesign culy. "You'll take a cup ot tea before you go?"' said Aunls. She was standing before Mr. Glover as she spokc, and the skipper, who had been feeling more and moie in the way to-e, and murmured that he must go. His amazement when Miss Gotbing twisted her pictty face into a warning scowl and shook her head at him, was so gieat that Mr. Glover turned suddenly to see the cause of It. "You'll take a cup, tco, -captain." said Miss Gething, with a polite smile. "Thank you," said theskipper, resuming his seat. His ideas Were in a whlil, and lie sat silent as the girl deftly bet the tea table and took hci seat before the tray. "Quite a tea party," she said, brightly. "One piece of sugar, Mr. Glover?" "Two," said that gentleman, in an in-" juied voice. She looked inquiringly at the skipper, with the sugar tongs poised. "I'll leave It to you," said he confus edly Mr. Glover smiled contemptuous ly, aud lais-ed his eyebrows a little. Miss Gething diopped In one piece and handed him the cup. "Sometimes 1 take cne piece, Fomotimes two or thiee," said the skipper, trying to explain away his foolishness "I'm not particular." "Toil must be of an easy-going nature," said Miss Gething, Indulgently. "Don't know his own mind, I should think,"' said Mr. Glover, nitlcly. "1 know "It about other things," said the skipper. The tone in which this remark was made set Mr. Glover wondering darkly what the other tliingss weie. At ten min utes past'? he rose, and with great un willing ness said he must go. "It isn't raining much now." Paid Miss Gething, encouragingly. Mr. Glover went to the hall, and taking his hat and um biclln, shook hand" with her. Then he came to the doui again, and looked at the skipper "Going my way?" he inquired, with great affability, considering. "Cr, no," said the other. Mr. Glovei put on-his hat with a bang, and with a curt nod followed Miss Gething to the door and departed. "nas he got to go?" theskipiier inquired, when the gtil relumed to the parlor. "London," said Anuis briefly. She stood at the window for some time, gazing up the load with what appeared to be an expression of anxious solicitude. "Well, I suppose I must be going," said the skipper, who thought he ought not to stay any longer. Aunls stood aside as he rose and followed him slowly to the hall. "I wish 1 had an umbiella to lend you," alio said looking round. "Oh. that'll be all right," said the skip per. "I'm nearly dry now." "Dry?" ssild Annls. She put her little hand on his coat sleeve. "Oh, you're soaking," she said in dis may. "The Idea ot me letting you sit about In that stale!" "That sleeve Is the worst," said the skip per, whom circumstances had made artful. "It's all tight here." He brushed his hand down his coat. "You're very wet," she said severely. "You ought not to sit about in such things. Wale n moment. I'll get you a great coat ot my father's." She sped lightly up the stairs, and return ing with a long, heavy coat, held it out to him. "That'll keep you dry," she remarked as the skipper, after a few slight remon strances, began to put it on. She held the other sleeve up for him and watched, with the satisfaction of a philanthropist, as he buttoned it up. Then she opened the door. "You'll give my respects to Mrs. Geth ing?" said the skipper. "Certa'nly She'll be sorry she wasn't in. Aie you staying here long?" "About three days." Annis pondered. "She's going out tomorrow,'' she said tentatively. "I shall be in town the day arter on business," said the skipper. "If it wouldn't be troubling you I might look In. Good by." He shook hands confusedly, wonder ing whether he had gone too far; and, as the door closed behind him, put his hands in Capt. Gthlng's pockets and went off In a brown study. Slowly and distinctly as he wcntalongthevarJous things grouped themselves together in his mind, and he began to think aloud. "She knew her mother was out when she met me," he said slowly. "She knew that other fellow was here; but one would have thought . Lover's tiff,' lie said, suddenly and bitterly; "and doing the pleasant to me to make him smart a bit. He'll be round tomorrow when the mother's out." He went back dejectedly to his ship, and, countermanding the tea with which the zealous Henry was about to Indulge linn, changed his clothes and sat down to smoke. "You've got a bit wet,'' said the mate. " Where' d you get the coat?'' "Friend," said the other. "Had It lent to me. You know that Capt. GethtngI told you to look out for?" "I do," said the other, eagerly. "Let the crew know that the reward Is raised to five pounds," said the skipper, drawing strongly at his pipe. "ir the reward Is riz to five pounds the cook '11 be 'ung for murder or som'thlnk," said Henry. "It's no use Iookin' to the crew for 'elp, sir not a bit." The skipper deigned no reply, nnd his message having been conveyed to the for'sle, a scene of intense animation pre vailed there. "I'm goin' to have a go now," said JMek emphatically "Five jiounds is worth picking up." "Wot we want," said fat Sam, "is one o them things people ave In the city one o' the "cr what d'yer call ems." "'Ansom keb?" suggested the cook. " 'Ansom keb!" said Sam, scornfully. "One of them things wot 'as a lot o' people In, I mean." "Tramcarn," said the cook, who was all at sea "But you couldn't take a tra jioar all over the country, Sara." "It anybody was to ask me, T should say you was a silly fool," said Sam im patiently. "I mean one o them things people puts their money in ,r The wondering cook had got as far as "antomntlc mach " when Henry jostled him into silence. "Wot are you gettln at?" said Dick "Why don't you talk plain?" "Cos I can't remember the wordjsa'd Sam angrily; "but a lot o' people getB together and goes shares." "You mean a syndikit," said Dick. "That's the word," taid Sam wltti 1 wjllot "Well, wot's the good of It?" said JJick. "litis way," said Sam, "we make up a syndikit and divide the money betw -en us when 'e's found, it 'ud be acruelthing, Dick, if, Jus? as you'd spotted your man., I was to come along and snap Mm up under your worry nose, for instance " "You'd better try it," said Dick, grimly- "It's a very good idea o yours, Sam," bald the cook. ''I'll join it." "You'd better come in, Dick," said Sam, "Not me,' ' Siiid Dick; "it's five pounds I'm arter.' "We shall be workin agin you, you know, me an' the cook an' the boy," said Sam anxiously. "B " saiu Henry, "don't think I'm takin' a 'and, 'cos I'm not." "Werry good, then," baid Sam; "the the . what d'ye call It, Dick?" "Syndikit," said Dick. "The syndikit Is me an' the cook, then," said Sam "Give us your "and, cook " In this informal way the "Capt. Gething Search Company" was ioundi;d, and the syndicate, thinking that they had a good thing, began to hold aloof Trout their fel lows, aud to couler darkly in remote cor ners. They expended a shilling on a popu lar detective story entitled, "On the Trail," and an element of adventure was imported Into their lives which brightened them considetuhly. The following day the shipper spent hard at work with the cargo, tfustling about with feverish energy as the aitoruoon wore on and left him to imagine his rival tete a tete with Annls After tea a reaction bet in, and bit by bit the mate, by means of timely sympathy, learned all that there was to know. Henry, without a display of anything, except, perhaps, sllencei learned it, too. "It's in your favor that it's your own craft," said the mate: "you can go where you like. If you find the father she might chuck the other feller." "That isn't my object in finding him," said the skipper. "1 just want to find him to oblige her." lie set off the following afternoon, fol lowed by the stealthy glances of the crew, who had heard something from Henry, and, first gettng his beard trimmed at a barber's, walked along to call on Mrs. Gething. She was In and pleased to see him, and, hearing- that his crew were all searching, suppl'ed Iiim with another pho tograph of the missing captain. "Miss Gething well?" inquired the skip per, as, after accepting an invitation to a cup of tea, he noticed that she only laid for two. "Oh, yes. She's gone to London," said Mrs. Gething. "She's got friends there, you know." "Mr. Glover," said the skipper to him self, with dismal intuition. "I met a friend here the day before yesterday," he said aloud. "Oh, yes, Mr. Glover," said the old lady: "a man in a very good position. He's very nice, isn't he?" "Splendid," murmured the skipper, vaguely. "He would do anything for her," said the fond mother. "I'm sure it's quite touching the way he looks after her." "Going to be married soou?" queried the skipper. He knew it was a rude ques tion for a comparative stranger to ask, but he couldn't help It. "When my husband is found," said the old lady, shaking her head sadly. "She won't marry till then." Tiie skipper sat back In his chair, and poshing his plate from him, pondered over this latest piece of information. It seemed at rirst an excellent reason for not finding Capt Gething, but the Idea had hardly occurred to him before he dismissed it n.- unworthy, aud manrully resolved to do his best. For an hour he sat listening to the somewhat prosy talk of the old lady, and then -there being no sign of Annls' return he silently departed and made his way back to the"Seatnew." VI. To the cook's relief he found that Use "Seamew s" next voyage was to a little port on the West coast named Cockle, moth calling at the gamson town of By mouth on the way. He told Sam that it was a load off his mind, and showed cleaily by his manner that he expected the syn dicate, at least, to accept, his stoiy. They spent most of their time In the galley, where, secure from money-grubbing eaves droppers they matured their plana over the washing of potatoes and the scouring of saucepans. "On the Trail" was remark ably clever, and they obtained many lielpf at suggestions from it, though the discovery that Henry had got hold ot it, aud had marked all tuc trust valuable passages in leatrpencll, caused them much anxiety. riu syndicate was the first to get ashore the evening they arrived at Bymoutli. They had come to the conclusion in their delibera tions that the only possible place la which a retiree' mariner would spend his evenings was a public house, and they resolved to do them thoroughly. "The worst or it is," said Sam as they walked slowly together to the town, "is the drinkin'. Arter I've 'ad five or six pints, everybody looks to me like Cap'n Gething." "We won't 'ave no tlrinkin'," said the cook. "We'll do wot the roller did in that story 'Ave you got sixpence about vou?" "Wot for?" inquired Sam, carefully. "Workin' expenses," replied the cook, dwelling fondly on the phrase. "That'll be thruppence each, then," said Sam, eyeing him suspiciously. "Sixpence each," said the cook. "Now do you know what we're goin' to do?" "Chuck money away," hazarded Sam, as he reluctantly drew a sixpence froia his pocket and handed it to the cook, "Where's your sixpence?" The cook showed it to him, and Sam whose faith in human nature had been largely shaken by a perusal of the de tective story, bit it critically. "We can't go into pubs without drlnkin' In the ordinary way," said tire cook, "so we're goin' in to sell boot-laces, like the chap in the book did. Now do you see?" "Why not try something cheaper first-" growJl Sam, "measurin' foot-marks, or ovcr'earing fellers talking. 'I's Just 'Ike you, cookie, doing expensive 'things." Under the cook's glance of silent scorn he became first restive and then abusive, winding up finally by demanding his money back. "Don't you tie a fcol!" said the cook, coarsely. "You leave it to me." "Anil get tied up in a chair with my own Iwot-laces, p'raps," said the Irritated seaman. The eook.affectlngnottohearhlm, looked out for a tioot shop, and having found one, walked in, followed by the discontented Sam, and purchased a shilling's worth ot laces "Wot am I to say?" demanded Sam sur lily as they stood outside, and the cook hung halt a dozen laces over his arm. "You needn't say anything," replied the cook. " Jhsfc walk in an' 'old 'em up In the people's face3, an 'If anybody off ers you a drink you may 'ave It." "Thank yon Tor nothin'," said Sam with, prophetic Insight. "You take all the pubs this side ot the 'igh street and I'll take the other," said the cook, "and ir you look as cheerful as you look now you ought to take a lot o money." He turned away, and -with a farewell caution against drinking, set off. The stout seaman, with a strong distaste for his job, took the-laces in" his hand and bent his steps in the direction ot a Email but noisy tavern in the next street. The public bar was full, and Sam's heart failed him as he entered, it, and, bearing the cook's instructions in bis mind, held up his wares to the customers. Most of them took no notice, and the only man who said anything to him was a reel-nosed sergeant ot marines, who, setting his glass with great deliberation on the counter, gazed fixedly at a dozen 'laces crawli'ig over his red sleeve. His remarks, when he discovered, their connection with Sam, were of a severe and sweeping character, and contained not the slightest lefereuce to a. drink. In the next bar he met a philanthropist who bought up his whole stock-in-trade. The stout seaman was utteily unprepared for such kindness, and biood looking at him dumbly. "There, there," said his benefactor kindly. "Never mind about thanking me." Sam obeyed him easily, and, departing in sik-iu-e, went off to -the1 nearest boot shop to buy more laces. Taught by experience, he put some of the new stock in his pocket, and with a couple ofipflirs in his hand, n tered the next tavern o the beat. . The bar was prettfull, but he pushedliis way in, and, offering his wares in a per functory fashion, looket), around carefully for any signs of Capt. Gelhing. "OuU-ide!" said a smart barmaid, with a toss oi her head as she caught sight of him. "1 in goin', mlssv said Sam, blushing with shame. Hitherto most barmaids had treated pint with kindness, and in taverns where his powers were known, usually addressed him as ,'irr"i "Down on your luck, mate," said a voice, as he turned to go. "Starving, sir," saltl Sam, who was never one to trouble about appearances "Sit down," suiel his new friend, with a nots at the barmaid, who was still regard ing the- seaman in a hostile fashion. Sam's eyes beamed softly with a mixture of gratitude and amusement as his new friend came back with a plut of ale and some bre-ad. "Get through that, old chap," said the mart as lie handed him the bread; "and there's some more whei'e that came from." If:, sat dow n opposite, and, taking u long pull at the pewter, watched with a kind smile to see the famlslied seamau e.u . He noted as a strange fact that starving nv-n nibble gently at the outside crust first, nnd then starr on small, very small, muutlifuls of crumbs, instinct rather than reason prob ably, warning them of the dangers ot the surfeit. Koi a few minutes Sam, with one eye on the pewter and the other on the door, struggled to perform ills part. Then lie rose, and murmuring broken thanks, saiil he would take some home to his wife and children. "Never mind your wife and children," aid his benefactor, 'putting down the empty pewter. " You eat that up and I" II give you a couple of loaves to take home to them.' ' "My 'ait's too full to eat," salel Sam, , getting a little neater the door. "lie means his stummick." said a stern but youthful voice which the unhappy i seaman knew only too well. He turned ' sm.trtH and saw the face of Henry peering eve.' the partition, and beside it the grin ning countenance of Dick. "He was on our niiip this afternoon," continued his youthful tormentor, as he fccinmbled still higher up the partition, n...! ....,, .... ...... rt -... ........ nnl..i...l .. U.U'1 ITbltll UUV UIUI UIU, lMIIH;il llll ilf I ., . , .,,! .. cusing finger at Sam. who had been pushed I back into his sent. "Wis gave him a lovely dinuer, an' arter he'd eat it he went off on the quiet m one of our chap' h clothes." "That's light, mates," said the de lighted Dick, nodding at the audience. "One (f our chaps named Sam,' ' went on Henry: "one or the best an' kindest 'earteei chaps that ever breathed." T'ic customers gazed sternly at Sam as he sat open-mouthed listening to these j accusations. In every gathering then is I sun- to be one or two whose self-imposed mission it is to rlghf wrongs, and one of this type pri-sent at once suggested return ing the clothes to ilio righsfnl owner. His suggestion wa adopted witii enthusiasm, and a elozen mea at once closed round the hapless Sam. i "Outside, gentlemen, please," said the barmaid, hastily. They went out In a. cluster, the stout seaman in the center .fighting like a madman, and nearly overturning three , ,, ,, . , ? . .. .. soldiers who weie passing. The Tiot that , . , , ,, r , , .. ensued took three noiiccrhen and a picket poiiccrhen and a picket to subdue. Sam, glad ot a'-chance to get away, only saw the beginniug of it, aud consumed by vioIent.-indignatiou, did not pau'-e until he had placed half a dozen stieets between himself and the "scene ot his discomfiture. For a time he btrolled orwairnlessly, and then, resolving not to be defeated by the impertinences of Dick and the boy, paused before a high-class tavern and went in. Two or three well-dressed men, whose be havior contrasted favorably with that of the vulcar ctew he had just left, shook their heads, but net unkindly, and he was about to leave when a big black-bearded man entered. "That's a poor game," said the big man, glancing at the laces. "Yes, sir," said Sam, humbly. "You look as if you thilveonlt,"sald the man, somewhat sternly. "It's only looks, sir," said Sam, shak ing his head, as he walk to the door. "Drink, I fi'pose?' said the other. "No, sir," said Sam. "When did yon taste food last?" con- tinned the other. "Yestciday morning," said Sam, clear ing a soft piece of bread from his teeth with his tongue. "Could you take something?"inquired the other. Sam smiled expectantly and took a seat He heard his new friend order a pot, and wiping his mouth on the back of bis hand, fried to think of something' nice to say as he drank It. Then his blood fro7e in his veins, nnd his jaw dropped as the other came from the counter and held out halt a loaf "There my man," he said kindly, "put that inside you." Sam took It and tried to put It into his pocket, and repeating his old tale about taking It home to his children, rose to depart. "You eat that, and I'll give you a couple or loaves to take home to them," said the oilier. The bread fell from Sam's nerveless fingers and rolled on to the floor. A bystnndpr picked It up, and wiping it on hiscoatf, returned It to him. "Go on," said the big man, taking a deen draught of the beerr "eat away " "I must see my children eat first," said Sam In a broken voice. "Yon eat that bread or IT1 call a police man and give you in charge," said the other, raising his voice. "I believe you'ro an impostor. Where's your hawker's li cense. In a state bordering on frenzy Sam bit off a piece of the bread and tried to swallow it. He took up a water bottle ami drank seme of the contents, antt within five minutes had swallowed as mnny monthfnls. "Go on," said the donor sternly. "I won't," said S.am fiercely. The other rose and went to the door. "Just step this way a minute, constable," he said, quietly. He stood aside, and as Sam paused with the bread in his handythc door opened and Dick and Harry entered, anet shaking their heads, gazed sorrowfully npon him. The man sat down and laughed until he cried, as Sam, realizing the plot of which he had been the victim, flung the bread at nenry and mad for the door. "He went down the road, mad with indignation, and with a firm Teuolve to have no more to do with boot laces, pitched them away. His brain was In a whirl, but two definite objects shaped themselves in his minilas he walked fiercely on to smash first the syndic-ate, and then the cook. With these ideas firmly fixed he went aboard again, and going into the lonely foc'sle, climbed into his bunk and forgot his sorrows in sleep in sleep so sound that the others, upon their return an hour later, failed to wake him. until Henry, as a last expedient, threw a slice otbread atbim. After which everybody had to keep awake nllnlgnt to mount guard ever their lives. (To Ho Continued.) 3'"ceeutrle Millionaires. Mere money-making seems not to have satisfied JJjtrney Harnato He wauted to lu"e the fun of spending money, too, anil to enjoy everything that it would buy. His taste in this paiticular is in vivid contrast to that ot the late Mr. .loscph leirhnre'son, of New York, who died Jtno 8, leaving a fortune estimated at $30,1)00, 000 He was about; eighty-three years old, and his long lire had apparently been passed very much to his satisraction. He was a contractor ot great energy and dili gence, and laid the foundations ot his for tune in that calling He wa a millionaire when the civil war began, and as long as he lived he kept on earning more ntonay, and investing his irnins with excellent judgment. He built waterworks, rail lo.itla and many great buildings, and was very proud ot mine ot his profcssionil ex ploits' but the work for which he was mosl ramous was the erection of a four-story house on a five-root strip of land at tho northwest corner of Lexington avenue and Lighty-second street He happened to own that little strip of land. A man who had planned to build a block adjoining it offered him SI.00O for his holding. He wanted S5.000, and failing to get it concluded to liuihl him seir a house, which he did very inge niotisH and lived in It for fifteen years. He had a summer resort at Pridgepoit, Conn., but the five-foot house was his home for half the year. Mr. I'.icliardson's ideas were somewhat peculiar, arel recall those of the late Mr. Fayerweather, whofeft so much money to colleges: hut we cannot deny him the measure of respect which is due to a man who lives out Ills life according to ids own preferences instead of patterning after someone else- He liked to make money, and lie made a great ileal: he liked to save money, and he saved nearly ali he made: he did not enjoy spend'ng niony, so he srent little. By his will he left ?r0,000 to a clergyman, $17,E00 to tiie Central I'ark Paptist Church, and the rest of liis fortune to It's wife and two children. Harper's Weekly. Costly "JTpws.niper4. For those who wish to levtrn of the happenings of the world, the newspapers of the present day are worth many times as much to thereader as they were forty years j ago. Yet, in spite of their increase in j size and costliness of news given, they are sold for a bum that would have been impossible then. In war times the great dailies were mainlyfour-or six-page papers, and sold at from 3 to 5 cents. Now they run Trom eight to sixteen pages, and while 2 cents is the standard price, very many I sell for 1. Hut there are still certain great news papers in the world that have never low- . ,,,,. , cred their pnees. ,..., -,' Chief of these is the London Times, tho most influential daily I paper in the world, whose subscription pnee ia S2S a year, single copies selling for t cents. In Pans the venerable Galtg , nam's Messenger costs subscribers S20 a 1 year, and buyers 8 cents a copy. The moot cutiy general newspaper! n the j United State is the Spanish daily the Novedades, published in New York at 6 cents a copy. The most costly magazine in the world is the weekly international edition of the ' American Architect of Boston, which is S2G a year, or 50 cents a copy. j But it the Englishnewspapers printed I in the great Asiatic cities that sell for the highest figures. Fancy the Japanese news boys in Yokohama shouting out "Weekly Mail, Just out! 'Only $1!" That is the pnee SiiO for a year's sulkscription, or $1 a copy. The Tien Tsin Weekly Times and She Shanghai We-'kly Mail sell single copies for 80 cents anil -to cents apiece, respect- i ieiy, while the Singapore Weekly Times j Q H ,, . - , .,, ,. ,, , J can he had for !32 a year, or 7o cents a copy. Costliest of all, however. Is the Calcutta Englishman, a newspaper published once a month aud selling for $1.50 a copy. The Fiji Islands Times comes out every two weeks at $1.25 a number. The highest priced daily in the world Is the Hong ICong Report, 1-i cents a copy, or $:t8 a year. The Bombay Daily States man is a good second at 12 cents a copy or $28 a year. "Hobs ." Next to the Queen herself the three no table personages in the great jubilee proces- on were Lord Roberts, the Lord Mayor and the man who fell from the tree. It is well known that there Is no love lost be tween Lord Wolseley, the advocate of the "short service," and Lord Roberts, the champion othe"long service" in toe army. Besides this, "Bobs" is very popular with the people, and Lord Wolseley Is not. It was a graceful and touching incidentin the affairs of yesterday that the Queen should decorate Lord 1'oberts'Arab charger, which he rode on his celebrated, march to Canda har, with a war medal, which the animal wore round its neck in the procession. The Lorcl Mayor is-always a big personage in London. No one takes him very seriously, but he is pre-eminently "great" in his own domain, w-here heranksnexttoroyalty.and the "verve goodlye sword" ot the time of Queen Elizabeth, which his lordship car ried, was a great attraction. But the man who fell oft the tree and excited royal sym pathy carried oft the palm. There is al ways an incident ot this kind In a royal procession. When the maiden princess came from Denmark to become the wife of the English prince, a stupid urchin not so stupid after all fell undeyr the carriage wheeland called forth the sympathlesotthe fair young lady, who btretched out her hand to save him. It was the event ot the day. New York Advertiser. A Senior Schedule. Wo're a-studym?6f literature Ah hard as e'er we can; We dote on revolutions And the brotherhood of man. We're returning to the people With a truly lyric cry; And for democratic spirit; We'd lay ns down and die. We're a-readlng of philosophy - To find out why we be, And a-learnlng what external worlds Liu wholly la the me. We don't believe in matter, And of mind we're not quite sure; We're inclined to think uncertainties Most likely to endure. We're a-?tudying geology Of prehistoric times, Before the tides ot primal sea Got written, into rhymes. When the "old world spun, forever," And the poets never knew it And all the rocks, and stones, and things, Were nicely mixed up through it. We're a-Iooklng at fine pictures. Made by people what are dead;. And we criticise cathedrals With a Buskin at our head. We're a -growing- awful learned .There's lo's more ot the kind .But we dchnot mind confessing That it's all a beastly giind. Wellesley Lyriea. B SeXS3GGX3SSSSS)Q GSSGSSXSGSXSS0 SSSS330 SS6X3SG03SS3S' -HOLDING THE BRIDGET SGGff GX3G5GSXSS 30 GGX3QS03 A knoll In a meadow a bit of fonst j a stone wall a creek meandenng turough the fields and across a highway to empty Its waters into a river two or three miles away all these are points which may bring victory or defeat when a hundred thousand men grapple in a struggle. The guns rush for the hills and knolls when' they go into action; the cavalry must have a clean sweep of the fields if they are to break Une of infantry" the marclilng battle lines are broken and thrown into confusion by a ditch across which a farmer's hoy cuulu spring with ease. A mile and a half atove our right wing is a simple wooden bridge spanning th creek to connect the highway. Above ane. below the bridge are steep banks, over- rmivn v.-irli liit.litv A rnritiur r tuinti.r would plungedownwardtbrough the bushes, j bound over the babbling waters without ef fort, and be at the top of the other bank in j a moment. rtot o witn the batue tin It halts, wavers and inarches by the nght or left flank to find another crossing atovc or below. The guns change position at a dead run, the cavalry trot or gallop; the infantry move slowly and grudgingly, and waste precious time. A battle is won or lost because a single brigade loses a quarter of an hour in reaching the posi tion assigned to it. A division is turned aside by a wall a regiment by a rail fence. These are the orders to the captain ot Company F. "You will inarch your company to the bridge ai.d take up such position as you think best to prevent the army from crow ing If attacked by a hundred men, hold It; it attacked by a thousand, do no fall bacu. It tho enemy forces the bridge he will take our right wing and fUuk, you "I understand," replies the captain. "1 am to hold the bridge until the last!" "To the last." Company" F" marched away by theright face and was soon lost to sight in the woods. In an hour It was throwing up an earthwork at the north endot the bridge. It was a simple ridge ot earth, extending east and west across the highway and into j the fieuls for a distance ot a hundred feet, ! with its center stronger and thicker than its wmgs When that was finished ttw men pulled down small trees aud uprooted bushes, ciogged the highway to the south of tiie bridge, and, heaped obstructions pn the bridge itself For two hours they worked like farmers, each man ttraight ening up now and then to flirt the sweat from liis. temples, and they then took up their muskets and were ready Did you ever try to imagine the sounds created by a great body of troops a di vision or a coipt moving forward to bat tle? You hear a far-away neighing of horses a rumbling of wheels the Mow ing of bugles and the rattle of drums. All the various sounds go to make 'p one general, awesome sound, as if you could see through the forests and over the lulls and knew that a great udal wave was sweeping toward you ftom the .-diores ot the sea. The sounds come nea-r and nearer, and you seem to feel the tramp of the thousands of feet you teara -nighty muttering, as of men scolding at each other your ear catches fragments which speak ol menace and p eiU, and make you look behind to see if the road is clear for flight It is the n arch of the scepter of death, and its fleshless bones rattle as it tramps forward over the highways to an other feast of blood. "There they come! Steady now!" The enemy should bae sent a force forward to seize the bridge three hours ago, but of the hundred details of a baltlfj some are overlooked or some one blunders. In front of the division marching at will over the dusty road Is an advance guard to clear the way. In front of the advance a few cavalrymen. The latter are first to make the turn or the highway and note the obstructions and the earthwork at the north end. They smile in derision. In front of them are a hundred men; behind them five brigades. There will be a tush down the narrow mad with ils walls of clay over the bridge over the earthwork a score of dead and wounded friends nnd foes and the scepter of death will bardly have been halted on its match. "See and hear 'em, Tom?" queries an old veteran of his risht-hand man, as he peers over the top ot the earthwork. "Aye, Ben!" is the answer, "now many?" "A division, at least." "And what are we goin' to do?" "Die here, of course! Didn't the captain say we were to hold the bridge to the last?" "But, damn it, It ain't a fair show!" protested Ben. "Who's fightin fifty to one aud expectln' to come outon top?" "Nobody. We are comin' out in the trenches, with two feet ot earth to cover us up! Feel shaky, old man?" "Num. but It ain'ta fair show." "Better savcyerbreath. We aln'tlookin' for fairshows justnow. Lordy,butwhata chance to swipe it to 'em! They are formlu' up around the bend, and We'll hev it red hot In about a mlnlt!" Around the bend of the road two hun dred infantry formed up in lines eight abreast, the width ot the road allow ed for no more. With bayonets fixed and muskets at the trail they waited for a minute and then made a dash. From the tenter ot the earthwork leaped a sheet of flame a third of the way across the bridge from the right and left other sheets ofriame. Every musket had a rest on top ot the earthworks every sight covered a human target. The head of the advancing column did not reach the planks of the bridge. Itmeltcd awayln the midst of the obstructions, and forty menlay dead and wounded as the smoke lazily drifted away down the stream. "l'urty fair fur what time We was at it," said Ben, as he rose up for a look after reloading. "We ought to got at least twenty more, at- sich Uos .-.Uootm'!" growled Tom in think the loss of forty or fifty men would reply. "They'll come ag'ln, of course?" "Don't be a damn fool, Ben! D'ye slop one or our divisions from glttin' somc.whar'st If you feel tired and sleepy you'd better sisk fur leave to go to the rear." "Say, I don't want too much o' yer chin, old man!" "Oh! yer don't? Wall, you jesc 'tend to fightin' and dyin' and don't worry about my chin! Better shet yer eyes this time and see if ye can't damage some of 'cm!" That dash -was a feeler to develop the strength defending the bridge, and to see if it- was mined for blowing up. Around the bend of the road they laughed at the Idea of a hnndied men holding a division af bay. Farther back the "oldlers fretted and tttn'ed and officers cursed and swore at the delay. Down on the reft the battle was already opening, and death was sharp ening his scythe on the stone walls which, men of peace had built np fifty years before. "Get ready! Fire at will!" This rime a column of 500 men formed eight abreast as before, dashed at the bridge with ringing cheers, and, though the- rirst four or five ranks went down, others lived to reach the earthwork and to make a fierce fight for its possession. For ten minrrtes there was shot and" shout ami enmre and groan, and then the bridge was clear again crear of all but; the dead and wounded. Tht veteran, Ben, was one tf the halPtlozerr who started to cheer S3SSGS3GXSGXSGS eGGX3SX333GGX3SG Ela as the enemy sullenly fell back, but Tont Interrupted him with: "What yer inakin a. cussed fool o yerself fur?" "We've licked 'em agin!" "Licked hell! It this war don't end ia less'u three months you won't know nutt to pound sand! The Idea of your yawplc and whooptn over a victory when we've lost at least twenty men, and when wear sort in to be wiped out body and botes! Look along the lines." Ben looked up and down the lines and .hlveredas he notedthe dead and wounded .vho had fallen out. And now the eneroy teployed a force to the right, aaotner'to ie left, and the men crept forward, to tho .ery brink ot the ravine and opened such, a hot fire that no defender of the eartb wor- could nit his head Under eover ot this fire a force formed up In the road Tor a dash across the bridge. The captain sent an order along the earthwork, and each, crouching man made ready to rise up anil fire when the critical moment came. "Say, this is gettln to be red-hot!" " exclaimed Ben a3 the bullets sent the tSrC flying over his head. "Wall, we don't need any ice Jest now'" grimly replied Tom. "We ar' goin' to git licked on this deal, old man." "Not licked, but wiped out. The ordera ar' to hold the bridge to the last, and our captain's the man to do l Forty leetlo fight mighty puny. Lota o heads will git busted when we raise up to fire- Never had a bullet through yer cokernut, did ye?" Ben did not answer. Just then came the order to fire at will, and as the muskets looked over the earthworks the enemy cheered and dashed for the bridge a third time. Over the rocks and bushes ob structing the road over the wonnded. crying out over the dead and over the blood-Bpot?! and again they reached tha earthwork and fought hand to hand. "Guess they'll stay licked this time! growled Ben, as the enemy felt back after ten minutes' fighting. " "Oh! ye do!" sneered Toraas he Jabbed his bayonet Into the earthwork to elear it of the blood "Wall, of all the blamed idiots in Grant's array you take the eakatr We've got about ten men left to fcold a division, and ye ar' eoantin' on. a vict'ry!" "Then w hy don't we retreat!' "Agin orders, ye old. shcli-back Here's, wi-ar we die, aud over thar la wiwr J they'll bury us." Now th-e enemy, maritle&ed by the. kriy and resistance, crossed mea above ami brlow the bridge, and Uiey were som tak ing the breastwork ia rear. The eajHata wao down bis lieHtenaats were down. a. corporal bad command of the reraaaat f the hundred men. ' "What d' ye call this?' asfcedBen as tlia. bullets began to come ia rwm flank amlt rear. "Next doot to heH!" replied Tom. "Fae about and see it yecan'thita bars dear.' ' "I've dropped a man every Hate I'va fired, and and ' "Got yer dose, eh? Wall, I toM ye ifi would be a wipe-out Sorry far yerWi man. but war would be a pieaie if He body was killed Gues I'ta the only one left, and I'll go back and report' And half an hour later, wotmded la. arm and shoulder aad Wp. a pewder stairied, dust-covered old. veteran ap peared before his loael and saluted . anil said: "Company F, sir- detailed to bcrid . the bridge above." "Wen?" , "Enemy forced the eroding half an tMHir. ago. Captain dead Heirteaants dead al; dead but me!" CHARLES B. LEWIS- No Honor In This Thief. "You can say what you pJeaie,' de clared the man who used to Mow afes and bunco the unsophisticated, "bet kkere Is such a thing as honor aisoag thie'es. I know there are plenty of men yo eoeld never trust as pak but if you train wW tho rigtot sort they will stand by you to a Asian. I'm goingtotellyou about thernears wan I ever knew in the holiness, aad In glad he was drowned before I got a bane at him. Otherwise I would lave had to re pent of murder among my other Mns. "This fellow came to me one ntotnmg early with a lot or money and fcoada that had been stolen from a bank. He tofd rae -that he had been hard poshed; Uric his place would be cloreiy watched aad that he could throw the officers orf Ue sen6 by going home empty-handed. I never argued that matter at all, but stewed the plunder for him, gave htm some good, ad vice about keeping his mueth shet and as sured him that the stuff would be ready f or him whenever he made a demamiCB e. "When a big reward was of fered thnwgh the papers for the recovery of the bonds and a still larger one for the capture of the thief aud mouey, I never thoegte ef peaching. I was too honorable a man to make money in any such way. Wtthou&iity having a hint of trouble my house was raided, the wealth was found ami 1 waa placed under arrest as the burglar Even then I never offered to squeal, bat got . word to the real bank robber to do whnS he could for me. He did. When thi trial came on he was the main witness for the prosecution and swore point blank tlmt I had planned the robbery; that I had asked him to join me, and that he refasijiL The true story as told by me was enly laughed at. When a man has done time and is canght with, the boodle, he Krfglis just as well throw up his hands. I get ten years, and the other feMow gas the re ward. All that time I was nursing my wrath and chafing Co get out tbasl might work my revenge. But he was settled by that old man on the white horse Sitae noa? of ns can dodge."- Detroit FreePress- The Ubiquitous Hat. A rwo-horse load of tin clipptags waa being transferred to the rear basement of a prominent hotel. It had come from a eaa factory, and the narrow, earring strips fead become ao twisted and intertwined as to torn, a conglomerate mas that was moved with the greatest dtmealty by two stardy fellowa with stable forks. A bystander who was curious enough to inquire what use a swell hotel had for such truck was an swered by an attache of the house: "We use it for nits: I mean the big gray fel lows with whHkurs. The hotel rat is big ger, bolder and wiser than aay other ra&. He laughs at traps, fattens oa petoon, and the killing or chasing of dogs, cats and. ferrets is his- pet diversion. Even whoa en ergetic measures have rid ua of the peste, they are with us again In augmented forae within a day or two. They will tunnel through, almost anything for incredible dis tances. It Is their boring ability that baa given, ua so much trouble hitherto No matter how we close up their passageways the routes were promptly reopened. FUI Ing the holes with bmken glass was n ridered a good scheme until we found that-, with marvelons patience, they removed the glas piece by piece. Bnt we think we've got them now. With this tancled-up tin we construct a sort of abattisv covering all places where the beasts are Hfcely to enter our cellars. They can't get through It They can t chew it and they can't carry-is away as Chev do broken bottles, for wrwi Mr. Rat takes hold or a stnglestrlp of the Un he find? It an Inseparable part of a net work welgblmr many pounds; " Phila- delphla Record.