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11-28Beltrami County, taxes
"'8-24Cemetery lot, Wesley
4-1 Reynolds on book
4-4 Tom Smart license
9-18-Lumbermen's State Bank, loan
H. W. Bailor, Recorder
4-6 J. D. Spragrue. cemetery lot
4-7 Wes Wright, dray
4.9 Jordan cemetery lot
4-10Thorn & Meyer license
.14_jolin Beckman shooting gallei.v
~4-15Firsbee license, clothing
4-21Hall rent. Wheelock
4-22J. Beckman gallery.
5-1 Anderson & Buckley license
5-2 Hall rent, Wheelock
5-2 M. Ripple license
5-5 Whoelock, hall rent
5-5 T wo cemetery lots
5-8 C. M. Bacon license
5-8 Balance C. M. Bacon license
5-26Johnson & Lindeberg license
5-29John Wood license
6-1 Cemetery lot. John Kline
6-2 Hall rent, Wheelock
6-3 Achenbach license
6-3 Cemetery lot. Lar ke
6-s Millback cemetery lot
6-30Quaker Medicine Co. license
7-1 Razor license
7.3 _Spillan & Buckley license
7-6 Cane rack license
7.7 Wheelock hall rent
7.9 _Glassblower s" license, show
7.9 Spillan Hughes cemetery lot
7-13Wheelock hall rent
4-10Martin Williams license....
4-16Moran & McTagga rt dray license. ..v
4-20Tom English ?ra license
5-22J. Wood shooting gallery license
.9 John Wood shooting gallerj license
6-ioQuaker Medicine Co. license
6-12Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-12Bal. John Wood license
6-13Dry Goods license
6-13Weetman bowling alley
6-13Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-16Ole Anderson license
6-23H. P. Thompson license
6-20Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-18Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-16Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-22Wheelock hall rent
6-22Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-23Cohen, dry goods.....
6-23Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-21Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-25Quaker Medicine Co.-license
6-26Quaker Medicine Co. license
6-29Robert Nelson license
6-29J. M. Hansen license
6-30Harwood's Merry-Go-Roun.l license
6-30Wheelock hall rent
7-27Lunch counter on street i
8-3 Hall rent. Wlieeloek
8-5 Cemetery lot, C: Mitchell
8-18J. P. Taylor license
8-18Chas. Freer cemetery lot
S-26Louis Smith cemetery lot
9-2 Thr ee cemetery lots
9-3 Cemetery lot
9-7 Frank Gagnon license
9-9 James Jackson
10-27J. P. Pogue. street work
11-2 Helmen dress goods license
H-4 Halliday dress goods license
11-5 Hall rent. Wheelock
11-7 Albert Hill liquor license
11-9 L. J. Matkeny
H-10Wat er fund
11-9 J. Montgomery cemetery lot
11-10Tyson and Wallace licenses
11-10Wheelock hall rent
11-16Hall rent. Toot-hall dance
11-17Chas. Campbell license
11 -20Tprkelson cemetery lot
11-21Bennington cemetery lot
11-23W. F. Street cemetery lot
12-1 Hall rent. Wheelock
12-1 James Thurston license
12-3 Water fund
12-8 Mrs. Plummer cemetery lot
12-21Geo. McTagga rt license
"^-F. M. Dudley license
1-2 Justi ce Reynolds
!-5 Water fund
1-5 Cemetery lot
1-5 w. S. Bohannan license
1-11W. Li, Colard cemetery lot
1-26Advertising on sprinkler
2-2 W. E. Rose license
2-17Clavin & Tanner license
2-20Eagles 2-23Chris Olson license
8-4 T. J. Miller employment license -10 tfD
8-5 Gentry Bros. Show
9-16Bailey & Ualy employment agency r'ofl
9_16Henry Keups cemetery lot
9-21H. 1,. Bleu cemetery lot KOOOft
9-22 Frank Gagnon license 10*00
9-23Jackson cemetery lot
1903. enf) 00
10-10M. E. Brinkman license SX'rt'
10-13Frank Mahara. $15.00. Clay Clement, $15.00
10-13J. F. Essl'er Cemetery lot
10-14J. A. Harris, cemetery lot KftO 00
10-15C. H. Miles license ""A"'
10-17-^Nelson shooting gallery
10-22Doran cemetery lot 4f 9"75
10-27Frank Silversack license
1-16M. E. Thurston and C, C. Blake licenses S""'"j
1-18John C. Larson license Inn
1-20M. B. Current cemetery lot
1-20Hall rent, Wheelock
24Duncalf application for license
2-4 County warrant No, 10308, water rent "J2.00
H_4 1903County warrant No. '.1512, water rent
Total received from recorder, other th an flnos $21282.16
Received of Justices Reynolds. Skinvlk and Aehenhaeh, fines..$ '''5.50
H. W. Bailey, fines _ J^3.0P
Total fines 7578.50
Total receipts of village treasurer $29962.50
This is to certify that the accounts of the recorder and treasur er have been
examined 'and found correct.
A RANDOM SHOT
While acting as an independent de
tective at Chicago one uiglit about 10
o'clock a scrap of paper was left at tny
door on which was written in a wom
an's hand, "Barney Redlield, who rob
bed the th National bank of Denver,
Will be at No. avenue tonight."
I had never seen Redtield or his pic
ture and knew nothing about him es
Japt that there was a reward of $5,000
offered for his capture. I knew noth
ing of the house in avenue. All I
could do was to go there and be guided
I found the house brilliantly lighted
and guests entering under au awning.
I "walked in with the rest. Though 1
was'not in evening dress I had on an
overcoat, so this did not matter for the
entrance. 1 was shown up to the gen
tlemen's dressing room, where I re
mained without taking off my overcoat
till the others had goue down. Then I
-resolved to look about me for apparel
suitable to the occasion. Going to the
floor above, which was deserted, I ran
sacked closets and drawers, finding
nothing till I came to a room in which
a dress suit, shirt, collar, cuffs and a
pair of black silk stockings were spread
out on the bed. while a pair of low
shoes were on the floor. Evidently
some one was expected for whom they
had been made ready. I put them on
I ran a great risk, for, though I could
prove I was a detective, I had actually
stolen a suit of clothes and was prom
enading in them, it would be Inferred.
to steal other things. Going down a
winding staircase and seeing the host
and iKvMess recdvins pmeotp in the
drawing room. -1 turned Into the li-
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brary. I stroried about, keeping an eye
on every one I met, out saw no inkling
to lead mo on. A young lady who prov
ed to be the daughter of the host sat
for a long while In a window seat with
a handsome young fellow with a very
restless eye, but plenty of people have
restless eyes, and Barney Redfield
would be more likely to spend his time
looking for jewelry or silverware than
spooning. After spending an hour
dodging the members of the family 1
concluded to#go upstairs, when I heard
a gentleman say:
"There's been a robbery. Frank's
clothes were laid out for him upstairs.
and when he arrived just now he found
they were gone."
For a moment my heart stood still,
but, regaining my assurance and re
membering that if Barney Redtield
were In the house and knew that the
family were alarmed he would imme
diately make an egress, I said to the
"I would suggest, sir, that the exits
be watched to prevent the thief's es-
"You are right," he replied and de
parted to see that my suggestion' was
It was soon evident that the matter
Of the loss of the dress clothes of Frank,
whoever he might be, had got out
among the guests, and had it not been
that I was absorbed iu watching for
some man to show some anxiety, there
by indicating that he was vulnerable,
I would have felt the unpleasantness of
my position. As it was, I was not dis
concerted tiU'l stfw the hast, coming
toward me, his gaze fixed upon me
with no pleasant expression. He was
followed by several others, all men.
"I beg pardon, sir," he said, "but I
do not recognize you."
I was cornered. What should 1 say?
What should I do? I stared at hiin
"If you cannot give a reason for your
being here, I shall send for the po-
"Don't stop for him to invent an ex-
cuse," said a guest, the man who had
been attentive to the host's daughter.
"The fact that he is unknown to you
and a suit has been stolen should be
sufficient. Here's Frank."
"Frank," in business clothes, stepped
up to me and after scrutinizing me took
hold of the lapel of the dress coat I
wore, turned It up and displayed a
pearl stick pin.
"That's, my suit," he. .said. "I got
that stick pin as a cotillon favor laat
week and put it In there."
Now, while this had been going on
my observing faculties had been work
ing. I took especial notice of the mo
tions and expression of the young man
I had seen with the young lady. He
seemed unduly excited, casting hur
ried glances at me, as If to make sure
he had never seen me before. I must
decide upon a plan for at least tem
porary use. Turning to the host, I said
"May I ask a private Interview? You
don't wish a,disturbance, I'm sure."
"Don't go off alone with him," said
the young man of whom I have been
"Would you do me the favor to comi
with us?" I said to him politely.
The host led us to a small room and
shut the door. The young man's nerv
ousness Increased. I don't know what
put It Into my head, but I resolved to
screen myself by accusing him.
"I came here to arrest Barney Red
field," I said.
The man clutched at a chair.
"And," I continued, "having found
my man"I drew a pair of bracelets-
"I have accomplished my work."
"Great heavens!" exclaimed the host.
"My daughter's affianced husband!"
I had fired at random and brought
down the game I wanted. Redfield
was born a gentleman In England,
drifted to Australia and found no diffi
culty in keeping up the part in Amer
ica. I got lny reward from the Denver
bank and a few thousand more from
the man whom I had saved from a
robber son-in-law. My Informant was
a girl Redfield was proposing to throw
off for his new love.
WILLIAM B. KNIGHT.
[Copyright, 1903, by C. B. LewU.]
It was a dark, rainy evening In No
vember, and I sat In my room In East
Norwich reading a book when I sud
denly fancied that there was a m.^a
under the bed in the alcove. It* was
only a fancy and one I could not ae
count for, but I glanced iu that direc
tion, and next minute my heart was in
It was a massive, old fashioned bed
stead, with a valance or curtain falling
to the floor around the frout and the
foot. Just peeping out from under this
curtain was the toe of a shoea coarse,
heavy shoe with hobnails in the sole.
It was not the shoe worn by mechanics
or day laborers, but I spotted it in u
instant as a prison shoe.
I hadn't the slightest doubt that there
was au escaped convict under the bed.
It was sixteen miles to Pcniield, and I
had heard nothing of an escape, but
the man under the bed was no doubt
In prison uniform and from the insti
I had pretty good nerve in those days,
and yet as I sat there trying to solve
the problem I found my mouth as dry
as cotton and my whole body trem
bling. You will perhaps say that 1
should have got up and walked out of
the room and*downstairs. To be hon
est with you, my knees were so weal
that I feared they would not serve me,
and I also f ared that the convict
would suspect my design and vol! out
and attack me.
While I admit that I was unnerved,
I still had no thought of running away.
By and by, as I continued to "grope for
a solution, I grew cooler, and present
ly I did the best thing under the cir
cumstances. Doing my best to steady
my voice and speaking as if to one be
side me, I said:
"You might as well come out from
under the bed. ky man. I have known
of your prectf&ee there for this half
hour, and you must be tired by this
The toe suddenly disappeared.
"I.think you had better come out,"
I continued. "You are here on an or
rand, and the sooner you accomplish
the sooner you can go. The men from
Pcniield will be on your heels before
Then the man suddenly rolled Into
view and sprang to his feet with a
muttered curse. He was in convict's
uniform, but he was not an evil look
ing man. On the contrary, he looked
to be more of a sufferer than a crim
inal. There was more pride in his face
than might have been looked for, and
he had my sympathy at once.
"Well?" I queried as ho stood star
ing at me.
"I shall never go back to prison
never!" he exclaimed as he looked,
around the room. "I'll die right here.
I've been in a living hell for ten long
years, and the other hell can't be
worse. I went to prison thinking to do
my best, but as I hold up my head they
said I was too airy and must be broken
dowu. I was punished again and again
because I would not becoHV.' a fawning
sycophant, a creeping, crawling thing
at the feet of a brutal *o'per They
starved me, loaded me with chains,
lashed me till thoy did not dare to add
another blow. I was told that the gov
ernoi rubbed his hands and laughed
over it, and I swore I would live to es
cape and escape to drive a knife into
liis heart. 1 never knowingly broke a
rule of tie prison. It was because I
would not ik-k the shoes of the keepers
Uutt they wanted to break me."
I asked the man to take a chair, and
I gave him a glass of wine and a cigar.
He was nonplused at my action and
didn't know whether to receive it as
kindness or as a scheme to entrap him.
For a long hour he told me of his life
[g the famous English prison, of the
-beatings and starving*, o tha cruelty
and the curses heaped upon him every
hour in the day to drive him to rebel
lion, and when he had finished there
was but one thing for me-to do.
I had a hundred pounds in my wallet
I made an even divide with him. I had
a rouch and readv suit for fishing. 1
took this from my trunk and told the
convict to exchange suits. When a
pair of shoes had been added and he
stood fully dressed his idi ntyty as a
prisoner was gone. With a pair of
scissors I clipped and trimmed his
shaggy eyebrows, and a strip of plaster
was placed on his cheeks as if to hide
a seratcli. I cannot say that he looked
like a gentleman when his disguise was
complete, but no policeiu.in In Eugland
would have taken hun for anything
else but a mechanic of the better class.
I did not ask where he was going,
what he intended to do or anything
about his future. I felt that, he would
take care of all that. When he was
ready to go we tiptoed downstairs, and
I let him out of the front. There he
turned and took my band and held it
for a long minute. He wanted to
speak, to tell me of his gratitude, but
ho simply couldn't got a word out. On
my part I was silent.
So ho passed out into the night and
was gone, arid an hour later the town
was aroused by the advent of a dozen
policemen and prison guards looking
for convict No. 4220. He had escaped
from Penfield by a bold stratagem and
had so managed thnt pursuit was made
in a false direction and much time
lost. A larger reward was offered for
him than for any prisoner who ever es
caped, but he got safely out of Eng
land and, as far as I know, has never
been heard of since.
His crime was highway robbery with
assault, and they said he was a desper
ate- man, but I have never regretted
that I aided his escape. It was justice
to send him to prison as a punishment,
but it was not Justice to beat and
starve him and make htm curse thf
God who created him. M. QUAD.
There is an adage, "Hell hath no
fury like a woman scorned." It is nol
to be supposed that this epigrammatic
statement is true In every case or in
niany cases. It Is intended to cover
isolated casesthat Is, whore a woman
will deliberately set to work to injure
a man who has jilted her. There are
women thus treated who have pined
In secret and still loved. There are
cases where they have sacrificed for
the man who has turned them off,
But the woman who will stab and the
woman who will sacrifice are rare.
One evening at a dinner party Hen
ry Wolcott was sitting beside Hester
Rowe, to whom he was engaged to be
married. A tall girl with a flashing
black eye and a pair of full, sensuous
lips came in on the arm of her dinner
companion and a seat directly
opposite the betrothed couple. Wol
cott turned pale. Th" lady who was
seating herself was .*.e Drununond
and Wolcott had deliberately left her
ufter an affair of the heart to engage
himself to Hester Rowe. Miss Drum
mond had fascinated him in one way.
Miss Rowe in another. The former
hnd worked on all that was sensuti).
In him, the latter on all that was spir
itual. Wolcott, whose nature was jm
pressible in either way, finally yielded
to the good influence of Miss Rowe.
As soon as the lady entered, Wolcott
turned to his companion and talked
rapidly aboutwell, lie did not know
what he talked. When he turned and
faced Miss Drum mond he received a
cordial bow. The lady indicated that
she wished to be friendly. Wolcott was
surprised. He fancied that she would
cut him. During the dinner she seemed
to be In quite an exhilarated mood.
She congratulated Wolcott on his en
gagement and smiled affably on the
lady of his choice. Before leaving the
table she exacted a promise from both
that they would dine with her at a giv
en date. Wolcott, who was greatly re
lieved at her friendliness when be had
expected the reverse, thought it pru
dent to accept the invitation, and per
suaded Hester lo join with him.
When the dinner came off Kate
Drummond was seated at one end of
the table, with Wolcott and his fian
cee on either hand. Wolcott in the
nresence of his old flame felt, though
he did uot reveal it, something of her
former influence. Kate brought her
snapping black eyes to bear on him,
and hev tongue threw off a shower of
words all Intended to impress him.
Hester sat very quietly eating her din
ner in a matter of fact way, and her
betrothed could not but compare her
unfavorably with the more brilliant
"A philopcna with you!" said'Kate tc
Wolcott and banded him one of those
double kernels of the almond known by
"With all my heart."
"Henry,"' said his fiancee, SUddenlj
springing from indifference to an in
tense interest in what was going on be
fore her, "I do not care to have you eaf
a philopcna with any one except me.
Give it to me."
Wolcott cast a quick, troubled glance
from one of the girls to the other.
Kate was deathly pale. Hester's face
"You are forgetting, Hester," he said
"that we are in the presence of a host-
"Give me the philopcna," said Hea
ter. Kate looked on without a word,
but with an eye darting between the
two. Hester commanded with her
voice, but pleaded with her eyes.
Wolcott tossed the philopeua before
her.. She snatched it and held it tight
ly. Wolcott, glancing at Kate, saw
her eye fixed on his betrothed.^ It was
the eye of a serpent meditating a stroke
at one by whom it was about to be
killed. But the stroke did nqt fall.
The scene passed as quickly as it came,
ami apparently the social sky was se
rene: At least that is how it appeared
The betrothed couple did not remain
long after dinner. Hester told the
hostess that she was suffering from
a headache and begged to be excused.
When Wolcott took Kate's hand before
departing lie noticed that it trembled.
Ho looked into Iter eye. and be fancied
that he saw despair.
Wolcott and his betrothed rode home
side by side without speaking. Some
thing was wrong, but he did not know
what it was. He was inclined to
blame Hestor for her actioju, .though
only on the ground that it was im
politic. He concluded to wait for an
explanation till they got home.
"Henry," said Hester before entering
the house, "you know about acids and
tests for all sorts of things. I know
about your course iu analytical chemis-
try while in college. Go to tne nearest
drug store and get some acids to make
a test with."
Wolcott was by this time so mysti
fied that be obeyed the order like a
lamb, wondering what would come
next. Returning with several vials and
strips of litmus paper, he found Hester
examining the philopcna by a bright
"Test it for poison," she said.
Wolcott sttirted, looked at her as
though Ue thought her bereft of he
senses, then'did her bidding. After ap
plying several tests lie tried one that
produced an effect.
"Great heavens, it Is poison?"
To Henry Wolcott ever afterward the
meetings of Kate and Hester were mat
tors of marvel. There were affabl
words, expressions of interest, some
times. It would seem to an observe?
ev in that they loved each other. Wol-
cott,- who looked from behind the
Rcenes, saw in Hester one who held a
knife that she could drop at the slight
est rebellion, in Kate a slave who
irlngfld before her mistress.
"It was back in the fifties," said the
old sailor, "when ships were ships and
not cooking stoves afloat, as they are
now. I was mate of a sailing vessel,
one of those long craft with masts run
ning against the clouds and canvas
enough to move a floating city. You
don't see 'em nowadays, and you're not
likely ever to see 'em again. There
was comfort aboard such a ship as that
no smell of grease, no shaking of the
engine, nothing but motion harmon'ous
with the wind and waves.
"One moonlight night when we were
In the West Indieswe were lying at
anchor off the island of Jamaicathe
captain and most of the crew were
ashore, and was sitting on the quar
ter deck in the captain's chair, trying
to keep cool. Casting my eye in the
shimmer of the moon, I saw a black
spo on the water. Watching it, I dis
covered that it movedmoved toward
the ship. I thought it was a canoe
coming head on, for I could see some
thing like a paddle raised with a reg
ular motion, but It wasn't a canoe it
was a man swimming, at each stroke
raising one arm out of the water, a
favorite motion with good swimmers.
It was evident that the man was mak
ing for our ship, as there was nothing
else about. When he came under the
stern he called for me to throw him a
rope. I called some of the watch to
bring a rope, and we got him aboard.
He was no sooner on deck than he be
gan his story. The negroes on his plan
tation were going to rise that night,
murder him and bis family and take
possession of what movable goods they
could find. He wanted us to sd.id a
force for their protection.
We had but eight men aboard, and 1
didn't feel at liberty to send 'em, but
the fellow begged so piteously for me
to save the lives of his family that I
consented and sent every man, re
maining myself to watch the ship. A
boat was lowered, with the eight men
in her at the oars, while the stranger
took the tiller. I watched 'em rising
and falling on the svwlls In the moon
shimmer till they were well away
then, remembering that I was alone iu
care of a big ship, 1 began to walk the
deck with a feeling of uncomfortable
"The men I had sent had faded in
the distance when I noticed a boat
coming from the opposite point, headed
straight for the ship. She couldn't hold
any one belonging to the vessel, for the
captain and crew would come from the
mouth of a small river midway be
tween the direction of the boat that
bad gone and the boat that was com
ing. It flashed across my mind that
the' swimmer had come to decoy what
protection there was aboard the ship,
leaving her free to be plundered. If
this were so here I was sole defender
of a large vessel against a boat load
of men bent on piracy. I had assumed
the authority for sending away the
watch and determined to die rather
than face the captain after the ship
had been looted.
"By the time the boat eameup I had
gathered muskets, cutlasses. hand
grenadesin short, every weapon I
could find, including a six pounder can
non, which I loaded ready to fire. As
soon as the boat came within hailing
distance I asked who they were and
what they wanted. They ceased row
lng and were inclined to parley, looking
hard at the vessel to size up the crew
aboard. They talked at random till
they were satisfied the ship was with
out adequate protection, then, though
I ordered them away, pulled forward.
I pointed my barker and fired. The
shot skipped by them, and they paid
no attention to It except to cease row
ing for a few seconds. Seizing a mus
ket, I shot the man at the tiller. This
produced some confusion, but as they
came on I seized another musket and
dropped the stroke oarsman. This laid
out two of eight men. Some stopped
rowing others pulled so hard as to
swing the boat in a circle. At the same
time there was a babel of voices.
They were now near enough for me
to see that there was one white man,
evidently their leader, the rest being
mulattoes and negroes. I fired at the
leader, but missed him, and before I
could seize another musket he had got
his men agnin to their work and they
were pulling forward. ReFwrC they came
directly under the vessel's cide I had
shot two more men. reducing their
number to six. Then I dropped-n small
band grenade, which struck the tin of
the bow and killed or disabled two
more. The leader was still unhurt and.
having provided himself .Titb rope
laden with hooks at one d, .jrew
the hooks and caught them on to the
gunwale. I tried to throw them off,
but as soon as they caught be got on
to the ladder and came up the side,
followed by several of his men. I
waited till he came within reach and
dropped him with a cutlass. The next
man fired a pistol at me. which grazed
my cheek. Seeing that he had missed
me and that I was ready for him witfe
a cutlass, ho crowded back on to the
men behind, and they all tumbled into
the boat. Then, seizing the oars, they
pulled away, followed by balls from
my six pounder, which did not take ef
Soon after midnight the boat I had
""it out came back, the men renortirur
that as soon as the swimmer bnd got
ashore he. disappeared .in a clump of
trees, and they saw him no more. I
*aid nothing to them about the attack
nor to the captain when he returned.
You see, I had no business to be fooled
into sending the ship's watch away,
and I didn't want him to know how
nearly the ship had come to being loot
ed. We sailed away the next morning,
and I was the only man aboard who
eve knew of the battle.
I ruguayan Rebels Routed.
Montevideo, Uruguay, March 5.It
Is- officially ann-ouneed that General
Muni?, commander of the Uruguayan
forces, has routed the troops of the
revolutionary leader, Sarisave, at
Unks de Qaequayehico. The rebels
fled, abandoning a nuntfcer of killed
Natives Killed by Volcano.
Paris, March 5.Mail advices re
ceived at Madagascar from Mayotte,
Comoro islands, say that three craters
of the great Comoro island have been
In a state of continuous eruption since
Feb. 25. There have been some vh
tims MBoiig the natives.
A DOMESTIC FARCE
"But we have been married only five
weeks, one week more than the honey-
"It doesn't matter if we have been
married only five minutes. I am re
solved not to live another day with a
man who will treat me so abominably."
"I treat you"
"It is useless for you to protest. I
listened to your deceitful words dur
ing the period of our engagement to
find out now, when it Is too late, what
"But what are you going to doget
"No," after reflection "I shall not
give you an opportunity to marry some
other woman whom you will deceive
as you have deceived me. I shall go
abroad with my mother and leave you
here. You can give out that I have
gone for my health. Later it may be
known that we have separated for-
"Yes, and if I find some one suited to
my mind perhaps in time I may get a
divorce from you and marry again."
"Very well, since you are determined
to leave me, since you will not listen
"Reason! Is there reason In suffer-1
lng a lifelong torture? Not I. I shall
nip it in the bud." She snapped her
"I see argument is useless. I think jf
we must part your plan is a wise one.
It will avoid a social shock. Besides,
people will say that you left me, not I
"Certainly. Do you think I would
have them infer that I permitted my
self to be deserted?"
"True. Your head is always level.
That's one of the features that won my
heartyour level head. I shall remain
In this house. I must have some one to
manage my household affairs. Let me
see. I .wonder if Mrs. Ruston would
consent to be my housekeeper?",
"Who is Mrs. Ruston?"
"An old woman?"
"Not unless you call twenty-five old."
"H'm! Do you propose to,set people
talking from the start?"
"Oh, no! Mrs. Ruston Is not pretty.
The world knows from my having
married you that I must have beauty."
"I should wish to" She stopped
short "After all, it Is nothing to me
whether she Is beautiful or ugly."
"I have a box of my old photographs
in the storeroom, and if I mistake not
"Lily Ruston! First it was Mrs. Rus
ton, now Lily Ruston. I suppose it
will soon be 'dear Lily.'"
Without reply the husband left the
room and presently returned with a
photograph which he tossed on his
wife's dressing case. She took it up
and looked at it with a flush of anger.
"Do you suppose for one moment that
I am going to leave you in this house
With that bold looking thing?"
"I have some regard for your good
name even if you have made it impos
sible for me to live with you, and I
don't propose to have it said that I
was turned out of the house to make
room for such a creature as that"
"I told you she was homely."
"You didn't tell me she was loud
There was an ominous silence that
was broken by bis wife.
"This is what I have come tomar
ried to a man whose past if I had only
known It, doubtless foreshadowed that
be would at any time turn me out of
"Turn you out of doors! Why, I
thought you were going and wouldn't
be induced to' remain."
"for one of his old associates whom
he would bring into it perfectly care
less of the opinion of respectable peo-
"What interest have you. in my house
"I have this interestpeople shall
not say: 'Poor woman! To think that
she should be sent away to make room
"Then you are not going?"
"Under the circumstances I am not"
"And Lily's services will not be re
"Most assuredly they will not."
"Well?" "Well, I shall have Cynthia, the old
black woman who occasionally does a
dry's work for me. She is a good cook
and will satisfy that most important
part of you, your stomach."
"And who will satisfy those diminu
tive parts, my bead and heart?"
"You married a wife for that but
treated her so shamefully that she was
obliged to leave you." She said this
"It seems to me this is a matter for
compromise. I want Lily Ruston for
my housekeeper. You want me to have
Cynthia. Now, what do you say to"
"Qti, I dar%r s:vy- jeu ba-ve .a large
stock of old flames, any of whom
would be brazen enough'*
"Hear me out. One of these flames I
don't think you will have any objec
tion to. And I admit with her I could
pass the time delightfully. Stay here
ts ber pbotosrnoh."
He took out his hunting watch, open
ed it and showed his wife her own pic
ture in the case. She looked up at him,
smiling through tears. He put his arm
around her and kissed her.
"Who is thatthing?" she asked.
She pointed to the photograph on his
'Oh that? I don't know. I saw it
when I was a bachelor in a shop win
dow, bought it and put it in my book
of beauty. She was an actress, I be
lieve, but I never saw the original."
F. A. MITCHEL
Paul Broomhead was a high church
Episcopalian clergyman, with Roman
Catholic tendencies, so high, in fact,
that he announced that he would never
marry. This was very disappointing
to bis father, who had heaped up mil
lions and whose hobby was to estab
lish a family. He resolved that his
only son should marry or be disinherit
ed. But being a politic man he enlist
ed the services of Mrs. Gushing, a
shrewd woman of the world. Mrs*
Gushing proposed to entice the son
with her niece, Miss Sherwood.
"She's but a child," said Mr. Broom
"Seventeen. Your son is getting to
tn age when he prefers youth."
"She's a simpleton."
"Men are not attracted by attributes
similar to those they themselves pos-
"I admit she is pretty. She looks at
oae out of her soft eyes with all the in
nocence of a babe."
"All except the innocence."
"Very well. I leave the whole matter
to you. What next?"
"Tell your son that you wish him to
marry Miss Sherwood. If Miss Sher
wood declines the alliance, you will not
Insist on his marriage. If she consents,
then he must complete his part or lose
Paul Broomhead, when informed of
what was expected of him, was per
plexed. He was resolved on celibacy,
had told everybody that he would nev
er marry, but he wanted his father's
fortune to carry out some gigantic de
signs he had in view for the. church.
He resolved to win Miss Sherwood to
an interest in his work thus she, by
refusing to marry, him, could save to
him his father's millions. He asked
permission to call on the young lady,
and an evening was appointed. Miss
Sherwood lived with her aunt, and
that lady superintended the costume
her niece wore on the occasion. No
ticing that a tiny pimple marred the
pink and white skin just beneath the
girl's lips, she covered it with a bit of
When the rector called, he found
Miss Sherwood sitting demurely in the
corner of a sofa in the drawing room.
As he advanced she rose and stood
with her eyes bent on the floor, a pic
ture of maidenly modesty. Then the
two sat down on the sofa side by side.
Mr. Broomhead was accustomed to
putting delicate cases, and he acquit
ted himself well in this instance. He
began by mentioning his father's wish
with regard to their marriage. Mar
riage was a highly honorable institu
tionindeed, a part of the church it
self. The young lady was attractive.
He must admit that, she was beautiful.
He thought he could love her devoted
ly. Indeed, the possession of the deli
cate flower-would in a way make his
life a paradise. He could conceive of
no greater blessing of Providence than
to secure such a wife.
Miss Sherwood listened to this pre
lude with downcast eyes, absently
smoothing out the folds of her dress,
till he came to the last sentence, the
last word, "wife." Then she looked up
at him out of a pair of eyes that ex
pressed the most ineffable tenderness.
The clergyman proceeded, but the re
mainder of his discourse, did not run
quite so smoothly as his "firstly."
He pictured a higher life-higher even,
than holy matrimonya life devoted to
the cause of their Master. Think of
the great good to be achieved with his
father's fortune in leading countless
millions to the church, the splendid
edifices that might be built, the homes
for the church orders, both men and
women. Think of that nobler friend
ship that would exist between the two,
he working day and night in the chan
cel, in the mission house, in the slums
Bhe devoted to the same cause as a
member of a sisterhood. "I ask you,
beloved," he concluded, "would you
not prefer this nobler life preparatory
to the hig^r existence to"
He stopped short. Miss Sherwood
had burst into a flood of tears and was
weeping on his shoulder.
"Dear little girl, calm yourself. Per
haps I have asked too much of you.
We will think it over. There, try and
cease this convulsive sobbing."
His arm was around her waist hift
hand was smoothing the beautifut
whirlpools of hair that had been set
whirling under Mrs. Cushing's especial
guidance. Then there was silence.
During the evening several people,
members of young Broomhead's flock,
called on Mrs. Cusbing. Evidence is
not forthcoming whether they came by
Invitation or merely happened in.
About 11 o'clock these people were Bit
ling in a room directly opposite the
drawing room when Mr. Broomhead
emerged, looking very much flustered,
followed by Miss Sherwood, as com
posed and innocent looking as a blue
violet. All were surprised to see theii
rector in the house, inasmuch as his
presence there had not been mentioned.
Mr. Broomhead advanced with embar
rassment to meet,them, and there was
a bit of small talk. Then one of the
ladies began to titter. She whispered
something to one of the others, who
began to titter also. At last the whole
party were laughing, and laughing at
"Mr. Broomhead," remarked Mrs.
Cashing seriously, "I was not aware
that men wore beauty spots."
The rector put his hand to his chin,
pulledaoff a piece of court plaster, look
ed at it on the tip of his finger and
Jtarned scarlet Miss Sherwood show
ed not the least distressindeed"she ap
peared to be very proud of herself.
There was but one course left open
for the clergyman.
"My friends,".he said, "I have to an
nounce my tngagemeut to Miss Sher-
wood." P. A. MITCHEI*.