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A Big Battle
Is Expected Soon
St. Petersburg, Oct. 13. — A battle
upon whiho the fate of this years's
•campaign in Manchuria depends seems
only a few days ahead. Aooording to
unofficial ieports, Field Marshal Oya
niH, at the first sign of Qeneral Kuro
patkin taking the offensive, began
drawing in his line and concentrating
upon fortified positions north of Liao
yang. Aooording to the latest reports,
which are contained in a dispatch to
the' Associated Press from Mukden, the
Japanese outposts aie being driven in
all along the line.
The strategy of the forward move
ment will be concealed, as were the
preparations for the advance, so that
all surmises as to where General Kuro
patkin intends to strike are mere guess
work. It is not clear whether General
Kuropatkin contemplates a blow on
the left,center or right of the Japanese
army, but the fact that stress is laid
upon the capture of Bentsiaputze,
which opens the road and forts to Ben
si hu, 20 miles east of Liaoyang, where
General Kuroki crossed, aud that Cos
saoks are already reported in the neigh
borhood of the stream, might fore
shadow an exact reversal of the battle
of Liaoyang, this time the Russian
commander flanking and turning Liao
yang with his left, as Field Marshal
Oyama did with his right.
HEATH WINS AUTO RACE.
One Man Is Killed. One Injured, in
New York. —George Arents, a New
York millionaire, lies dying in a hos
pital in Long Island, and his chauf
feur, Carl Meusel, is dead, as a result
of the race for the cup offered by W.
K. Vanderbilt, Jr.
Arents' car was wrecked by the
tires slipping. The chauffeur was tak
en to a hospital horribly mangled, and
he died half an hour later. Arents
was also taken to a hospital, where it
was found he was Buffering from a
cerebral hemorrhage, and at an early
hour he was not expected to live. His
family had been summoned to his bed
The committee considering the pro
test lodged by M. Clement disallowed
the protest. Heath, who finished first,
was declared the wiuner.
Four wheeled vehicles of all sorts of
incongruous shapes rushing along the
road at a speed of from GO to 90 miles
an hour, the air resounding with the
"honk, honk," of horns, the clanging
of bells and the shouting of guards,
signal flags waving and fluttering, and
an occasional cheer from thousands
of throats, stirred the atmosphere in
Mineola, Hempstead, Garden City and
other Ix>ng Island suburbs of Greater
New York during the 300 mile auto
mobile race for the W. K. Vanderbilt,
The University of Washington open
ed the football season Saturday after
noon in the presence of 1000 persons
by defeating Whitman with ease. The
score was 33 to 0, and only the sound
of the whistle kept the 'varsity froui
making the score larger.
Major Delmar made a new trotting
record Saturday when he circled *hf*
track in 2:01%, clipping a half «e~f.nci
off the record made by Cresceus at
Columbus. Major Delmar used no wind
shield or other speed contrivances.
The best defense that Princeton has
yet met was encountered in the Wash
ington and Jefferson game Saturday
afternoon, when Princeton won by 16
Pennsylvania State college was de
feated by Yale by a score of 24 to 0,
and the Yale coaches were greatly
pleased over the result, as it was the
hardest game that Yale has had to
play for several years so early in the
The University of Idaho defeated
the Lewiston State Normal school, 23
to 4, in a rather one sided game of
football at the Moscow ball park Sat
The Colfax High school team de
feated the state normal at football by
a score of 16 to 0.
The battle between Jerry McCarthy
and Jim Burrows, which will take
place at Spokane October 14, prom
ises to be the best go yet seen in Spo
Fourteen Hurt in a Wreck.
Kansas City.—A northbound express
on the Missouri Pacific railway and a
freight train rollided in the yards here.
Fourteen persons were injured, two
seriously, Mrs. J. M. Partello, wife of
Major Partello, commanding officer at
Fort Reno, OKla., probably fatally. The
injuries of the others were slight and
they resumed their Journey. Major
Partello and daughter were slightly
German Steamer nit Mine.
London. —Lloyds have received In
formation that the German steamer
China was sung by a mine off Vladivo
stok. The China was a German steam
er of 1271 tons gross, commanded by
Captain Krubbe, and was last reported
as leaving Hongkong with a general
Salt Lake City, Utah, Oct. 14.—At
the annual meeting of the stockholders
of the OrgeonjShort Line railway held
here the election of directors was post
poned until November 11. The reason
for this unexpected postponement oould
not be learned, those present at the
meeting refusing to talk. The Oregon
Short Line is part of the Harriiuan sys
tem, and today's action, following tbn
leection on the Union Pacific board of
directors yesterday of William Q.
Rockefeller and Henry C. Frick, has
caused considerable comment among
local railway officials. What makes
the situation the more interesting is
tbnt thr lii-g ' "Hiirriman holdings of
Norhtern Pacino stock are vested in
the Oregon Short Line corporation. It
is the generally expressed belief among
local railroad officials that the control
of the Union Pacific system has passed
from the Harrinian to the Gould-Rocke
feller interests, and that today's post
posnement of the Oregon Short Line
directorate election foreshadows soim
exceeding important changes affecting
the western railway situation.
Missoula, Mont, Oct. 14.—Loon Ren
ick foreman of a switch crew, met
with a horrible death in the yards here.
His engine made a flying switoh aud
backed onto a sidetrack. Renick walk
ed before the engine, either not hear
ing it or becoming confused.
The'engine caught him in the back,
throwing him down and running over
him. Both legs were cut off above the
knee and his right arm was severed.
His head was terribly cut and bruised.
Admiral Dewey has again offered to
assume command of the combined fleet
in the winter maneuvers in the Carib
bean sea. If his services can be spared
from the presidnecy of the general
board at that time Secretary Morton
certainly acoept the admiral's
Field Marshal Oyama, telegraphing
from the field,to Tokio, says that oper
ations are progressing favorably.
The Russians have a strong force
down cloee to the Taitze river.
WAR, NOT PEACE.
Russia Insists on Fight to a Finish.
An article in the official journal of
St. Petersburg angrily attacks writ
ers who, in the face of a definite of
ficial announcement to the contrary,
continue to discuss the possibility of
arranging an early peace. It says:
"It is war, not peace, that we must
insist upon today. War to a finish, and
through it, victory at any price. To
lay down arms after blood has been
spilled and humiliation suffered in a
conflict which we did not seek, would
it not be to trample under foot nation
al dignity and spit in the face of Rus
sia, to which some of these peacemak
ing philosophers claim to belong?"
A complete transformation in the
public mind as to the aspect of the
Manchurian campaign has now spread
to all classes, and its effects are ev
erywhere visible. The public no lon
ger describe the Japanese generals as
it did before the battle of Liaoyang, in
despairing terms as men of diabolical
cunning whom no Russian could ever
hope to outwit.
Public dismay is profound at see
ing daily incontestible evidence of a
powerful cabal directed against Gen
eral Kuropatkin. The people are ab
solutely at a loss to understand why
the morrow of as great and success
ful a strategic achievement as the
world's history records, Kuropatkin's
withdrawal of his entire force from
Liaoyang, was chosen by the czar for
the appointment of a general of sec
ondary standing to be his equal in
command, while both will be under
some unnamed generalissimo.
WOMEN SOLD INTO SHAME.
Horrible Traffic Carried on in Russia.
Czar Nicholas has issued an order
to the governors of southeastern prov
inces of European Russia that they
must immediately put an end to the
disgraceful sale of young women, that
has become common since the begin
ning of the war. Owing to the de
pression in industry and commerce,
caused by the war, fathers and hus
bands have openly sold their daught
ers and wives to agents, who have
them exported to South American
ports. The sale of the women has
been carried on in open market with
out any attempt at concealment.
The average price paid for young
women is about $50, and the trade
has been enormously profitable to
them, as the Russian consuls at Rio
De Janeiro and Buenos Ayres have
reported that prices paid in these cit
ies by owners of disorderly houses
average $500. In future any man
found buying or selling a woman will
be banished to the Siberian mines for
Princess Louise Is Sane.
Rome. —Dr. Bossi, the alienist, af
ter a visit to Princess Louise of Saxe-
Cobourg, declared that he found in her
no trace of the insanity which has been
attributed as a reason for keeping her
under restraint. He added that he
founds marks of violence upon the
body of the princess.
He never thinks a man is truly great until he's dead.
And then he wipes away a tear and quotes what he has said.
He talks about the nations that long since have pnssed away.
And niourus when he compares them with the nations of to-day.
He talks about his boyhood and th« fun that folks had then;
He talks about the actors thtt we veer shall see again.
He rows that everything woith while long since has gone before,
And life to him is Just one grand, sweet funeral—nothing more.
tr^s OBRUT MALCOLM had never
Jfv^ been called "Bob" by any on*
*^ until his recently acquired wife,
with a COQUettisb pretense of shyness,
had so addressed him.
He had known her but a short time
when he won her. And now, at the
end of six blissful months, he was sit
ting In his splendid library, perplexed
and miserable, and gloomily eyeing the
embers of a grate fire and trying to
persuade himself that the shadow
which threatened to wreck his future
could be explained away if only he had
the courage to ask her.
On coming home that afternoon he
had gone to the sitting room and had
found it empty. Turning to leave he
saw a piece of note paper lying on the
floor, as though it had been brushed off
her desk as she rose in a hurry. In
stooping to replace it, his eye caught
two words, the beginning of a letter—
"Dear Tom." Dear Tom! Could it be
that there was a dear Tom in her life
of whom he knew nothing? The letter
"Dear Tom —If I were to be asked
why I am writing to you I should have
to admit that I am yielding to an im
pulse. My whole life has been made
up of impulses, and I never battled
with them but once—alas, the very
time I should have yielded. You know
well what I mean, that night you re
nounced me, renounced me while your
blood was on fire with love for me,
which I knew and felt and revelled in.
when your eyes dumbly begged me to
refuse to be renounced and your lips
told me it would be better to part. Ah,
if I had only yielded then to the im
pulse to tell you I loved you well
enough to share your poverty and tue
task of caring for your poor, helpless
father. How well I remember that
dear, delightful, cruel summer in Dork
"You came, dear, and you stepped
into my heart with that first smile on
your brave, sunny face. Then, after
ward, Aunt Sarah, when I told her of
our betrothal, said in her icy, sneering
tones: 'I congratulate you upon your
discretion. It is a fitting thing that
you should marry Tom Spencer and let
your early poverty be merged into mld
ile-aged and elderly poverty. As Tom
Spencer's wife you will have the satis
faction of knowing that you have be
fore you such a life as your mother
has led, only Intensified, since your
life will be encumbered by his help
less, paralytic old father.'
"Tom, dear, do not utterly despise
me when I tell you that her words had
their weight. I did not fear the pov
erty, for I knew you were bound to
•ucceed, if only, dear one, you were
not hampered in your career by your
father. I knew you were fond of him,
and that while he lived you would keep
him with you—that even I could not
influence you to send him away. So
when you told me we had better part I
offered no protestation. I knew your
heart was aching and that you needed
comforting words from me. A knew I
had only to speak one word to break
down the barrier and have you take
me to your heart forever. 1 did not
speak that word. Though my heart
cried out to you I could not tell you
that I loved you well enough to share
your burden. I did not speak that
word. I am married now. My hus
band loves me, and I am rich beyond
my fondest expectations. I have all
those things which my luxurious and
expensive tastes craved —yet I am not
happy. This Is indeed my farewell,
dear one. You know now—every word
in this letter hoM told you—what you
are to me. You will not misunder
stand —you will not come to me. It is
over, Tom, and "
Here the writing ended abruptly.
Robert Malcolm was a loyal man,
and though the evidence was against
her he refused to believe his wife guil
ty of all that the letter Implied. He
told himself that if he dared to ask bet-
Tor an explanation she would give It,
and It would be satisfactory. To ask
her to confess a dishonorable act was
also to confess a lack of confidence In
While be was sitting there the door
opened nolselesly. A slight girlish fig
ure stole across the thick carpet and
behind hU chair. Two soft small bands
were clasped before his eyes and a
"Guess who It Is."
His heart gava a great bound and
he took the hands down and kissed
them. Finally. U if satistled with
what Be saw. he ksked:
"Have you been shopping?"
She seemed surprised at the trivial
question following so closely upon
the scrutiny Bhe iiad undergone, and
"Is that all, Mr. Bluebeard? Gra
cious, how you KUld me. I expected
to hear you say iv sepulchral tones,
'Woman, there Is guilt on your face —
where have you hidden the body?' And
Instead, after that soul searching gaze,
you nsk the commonplace question In
commonplace tones, llav« you been
With a sigh of content and love and
relief he threw his arms round her
and drew her close to him for a mo
ment. Then she seated herself oppo
site him in a low chair, where tho
firelight fell on her face, bringiug out
all its charm.
In the magnetism of her presence
her husband became almost happy
once more—until the memory of that
letter came back to sting him.
Suddenly he asked her:
"Adele, were you ever In Dorking?"
She opened wide her eyes and an
"No, dear, why do you ask?"
"Just curiosity." Then, after a
pause, he added: "Did you ever know
a man nnmort Tom Spencer?"
She laughed softly and, folding her
dainty hands, replied:
"Now am I indeed on the rack. Why
torture my Innocent sou! with the cu
riosity to know the reason for placing
me in the witness box?"
At her lrrevelaut answer his doubts
rose again, and he rather sternly re
peated his question, with a request for
a direct reply.
"Torn Spencer — Tom Spencer —
whore have I seen or heard that
mime?" she queried softly, as If to
herself. "1 certainly dou't know any
Tom Spencer, but I believe I have
heurd the name somewhere."
"And now, you dear cross ogre, are
there any more conundrums for me?
Because, if you have finished, I will
go and dress for dinner."
He laughed and watched her disap
pear through the door.
A month passed, and during this
time Robert Malcolm tried to detect a
flaw in his wife's devotion to Justify
him in the doubt which would creep in
whenever he thought of that letter.
But it was in vain that he sought an
explanation In her manner. There
was nothing about her to suggest that
wealth had palled upon her, or that
without poverty and Tom Spencer her
life was a blank. She was as ever
airily affectionate, daintily tyrannical,
flippant and serious In one breath,
with that "infinite variety" which was
her greatest charm. One night when
they had returned from a dance he de
cided to make a full confession to her
and to ask her for an explanation.
Hhe had thrown herself into an easy
chair and looked even fairer than usu
Making a final effort he began, and
rapidly he told her all—all about the
letter, his doubts and despair and the
unhappiness he felt whenever he
thought of the matter. While he was
talking she was looking down and
twisting the rings on her slender lin
gers. When he finished she looked up
at him with a slow, amused smile
creeping over her face.
"Now I understand those questions
you asked me about Tom Spencer.
Yes, that was the name—and I know
why the name seemed familiar to
"Well, what of Tom Spencer? Who
"He Is a creature of my own im
agination, and once baring created
Thomas I straightway forgot him.
When you asked me that day I won
dered where I had heard the name."
"What do you mean?" he demand
"Only this, Bob—but first you must
promise not to laugh at me." Bhe
slopped, looking at him anxiously. He
nodded impatiently, and she went on.
"Some time ago I conceived the idea
of being literary. I thought out a story
and decided that I would depart from
the usual routine and have it told in a
series of letters. You got bold of the
beginning of the story. I was called
away that day, and never thought
again of my literary venture."
H« drew her up to him and then,
with his anus around her, he asked Id
a husky whisper:
'"Artela, will you forgive me?"
For answer she put her arms round
bis iifH'k and then replied softly:
"If you'll promise never to doubt me
The promise and the forgiveness
were consummated in one long kins.
A week later in a local paper Rob
ert Malcolm happened on the follow
•Porklng. April 23.—Mr. William
Spencer, an old and respected citizen
of this city, died yesterday afternoon.
The deceased hnd long been a sufferer
from paralysis, but lilh death was un
expected. He leaves one son. Mr.
Thomas Spencer, with whom he lived,
to mourn his loss."—Waverley Maga
SCIENTIFIC BEET CULTURE.
A Department of Berlin Agricultural
Hchool Devoted to It.
A department of the agricultural
high school at Berlin was recently »>s
tafclished which is devoted entirely to
the study of the scientific culture of
beet sugar. Beet sugar cultivation oi:
un industrial scale in (Jermany dates
from but little more than fifty years
ago, says a consular report, and to
ward the end of the 'OOs there waa
established in connection with the ag
rlculturaJ high school a small work
ing laboratory which, under the direc
tion of Prof. Dr. Scheibler, devoted
Its somewhat restricted facilities to the
cause of scientific sugar production.
There were then in Germany about
180 more or less primitive sugar fac
tories, which worked up annually 700.-
IKK) ton* of beets. These had multi
plied In 1900 to 390 factories, which
consumed 13,200 tons of beets, or en
average of more than 33,000 tons to
each establishment Meanwhile, the
requirements of the time had far trans
cended the capacity and facilities of
the Institute founded by Prof. Schelb
ler, and the now spacious and com
pletely equipped establishment now
opened and dedicated to Its work epit
omises firstly the present state of the
sugar Industry in Germany. It is rec
ognized here above all that the abo
lition of export bounties by the Brus
sels conference ended definitely a long
and Important chapter In the history
of beet-sugar production and that the
industry, deprived of that form of arti
ficial stimulus, must henceforth work
out Its own future upon new and in
dependent lines. It is to be a battle
In which scientific methods, profoundly
studied and skillfully npplied, alonn
can win. To concentrate all the light
which science can give upon the task
of producing rao«t economically from a
given area of land the largest weight
of beets with the highest percentage of
saccharine element, to harvest the
crop, extract, cleanse and evaporate
the Juice, and to conduct each step of
the process down to the marketing of
the refined sugar with the utmost skill
and avoidance of waste —this is the les
son which the new institute Is designed
and equipped to teach.
CARRIED OFF BY AN EAGLE.
Little Girl of 18 Month* Killed by
King of Birds.
While a little girl, about 18 months
old, the only daughter of a young
Sutherlandshire crofter, living about a
mile from Invershin station, on the
Highland railway, was playing at her
father's cottage door one evening an
eagle swooped down, gripped her In
its claws and carried her off to the
mountains, where, some hours later,
her dead and mutilated body was
found by a gamekeeper, gays the Lon
At first there was no clew to the
mystery of her sudden disappearance.
The little one had been playing in the
sunshine while her mother was baking
bread and her father was still at work
in the fields.
Her baking finished, the mother pre
pared tea and called the child. As
there was no response, she went out
to look for her and not seeing her any
where became alarmed and went in
search of her husband.
Meanwhile a gamekeeper's party
was hunting through the dense broom
which covered a neighboring bill and
while this investigation was in prog
ress one of th« gamekeepers, recalling
Btorles of lambs being carried away
by eagles, mude his way toward the
rocky crags near the crest of the bill.
In a crevice in the rocks be saw a tiny
shoe and in a deep cleft a little higher
up he found the body of the missing
Two years ago an eagle attacked
and killed a deer In Sutherlandsbire
and fed on Its body until the keepers
drove It off. Lambs are sometimes
missed and their skeletons afterward
found on the hilltop*. It Is fifty years,
however, since nuch a tragedy as that
When He Wm Not Looking,
A modern instance of avoiding Scyl
la to dash upon Charybdls comes from
the Washington Star, by tb« way of
" 'Taln't good to be too skeery," said
the old man. "I once knowod a gem
man dat got his mind so tore up 'boat
germs an' badlluses dat he didn't look
whah he were golu', an' got run ober
by a truck."