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Kraut Durlvagn v..m In the nolgh
1 mho. id (,f 40 when hi onmo bark to
the home of ti i h HnivHurn. lb waH
ba h lor, very tall, and dark of
b'Uturi'. 11,? had heeti abroad 10 yearn,
an I, a young physhlan, bad but
lately nit b-d la the. HdJ 1n!tiK town.
I bad never bvoii him. I bad heard.
br,.vT, that bo bad vihitod many
tMititrit'!!, civilized umt itnvago, and
bad concluded that It r was tired of
roughing It and glad for a chance U
net tin down beneath the roof of IiIh
fa tin rs.
Ills old acquaintances did not see,
ranch of him after lit; came home. Ho
nodded to bis former friends, or
liaised them by without ho much, an
a bow. Not Ions after bin coming
hoi.-;c we learned that be was courting
Annie Kimball, the, prettiest girl of
the neighborhood, already engaged, as
e be'kyed, to Steve Morgan, a young
man of Heady habits, but without a
tithe of the wealth possessed by Krant
Old Kimball, Annie's father, was
dissipated, and, just thou, financially
embarrassed, and the truth Is that be
sold his child to Brant Durlvage, forc
ing her to break her angagement with
young Morgan, who denounced the
bargain In bitter language whenever
he could find anybody to listen to htm.
At times he sworo that he would "get
even" with the man who bad come be
tween him and Annie.
For several weeks matters drifted
long quietly. If Durivage heard of
Morgan's hot words and threats, be
said nothing, lie seemed perfectly
contented with the conquest he had
won, the wedding day had been set,
una Annie had become resigned to the
faie from which there seemed no es
cape. Steve Morgan had given up his
trade, but not his daily habit of curs
ing Brant Durlvage. He had lost
(lesh, and his eyes had a wolfish,
Tenpcful lock. In common with oth
ers, I fully exported a tragedy of some
kind, and I went so far as to share my
opinion whn the constable, who nod
The tragedy came, but not in the
manner expected. At ten o'clock on
the nigiit before the day set apart for
the wedding a man whom I knew to
be Brant Durivage's factotum, threw
open my office door, and rushing in,
startled me with the intelligence that
his master had ju'st been shot.
Thinking immediately of Steve
Morgan, I promised to repair to the
house at once, and in a short time I
eressed the threshold for the first
time. I was conducted to an upper
room, where I found the dark faced
man lying unconscious on a bed, hav
ing been tarried to hia chamber by a
servant who, Etanding by me, said
: At Durivage bad ben shot through
tne open window of the library, which
was on the ground floor.
"I pulled this out of the wound,"
continued the man, taking an arrow
from the table, "but I'm afraid there's
a, bit of it left. He's shot under the
left shoulder and and from behind; a
bad wound.1 I'm thinking." And the
servant shook his head.
I fell at once to examining my pa
tient, and discovered that while the
barb had not gone deep enough to
touch a vital , organ, the wound was
dangerous, especially ii. Lie shaft had
been poisoned. I found also that the
servant was right about a piece of the
arraw head remaining at the hurt, for
removed it with my forceps and laid
t alongside the weapon on the table
Meantime the people attached to
he estate were looking for the person
, jwho had attempted Durivage's life.
rhe town constat e had been sum
noned and the town itself was al
ready in an uproar. I remained with
ipudvage until I could leave him to
J he- care of a nurse, and with ar
low and the detached bead, I went
Sack to my office. I wa3 clear to mo
, hat the shaft had come from some
distant land. I had seen many savage
veapor3 in collections, but never one
lco it. The shaft proper was a light
oed, very straight and hard. On
nd had been cut off transversely ar.d
ie other notched in order to receive
in bow ctring. Next came a piece of
imfl nearly three inches in length
no, end of it had been passed into
he split, or open end of the shaft,
Ihile tho other end of the bone was
lipped a short piece of reed, ovor
Ihich in turn, a strong wrapping of
Uc -;tin e had been placed. Ail thia
i rmed a socket for the true head of
' e arrow, the oone merely giving the
i a!'t proper weight. I saw this much
the light of my otueo lamp; but I
' w more.
iThe "head" was the piece I had e:;
'icted from tne wound. It was of
ory and I now saw that it had
en 'attached to the bone weight in
, h a manner as to loosen itself wtu n
vor.p attempted to pull-it from the
Urn's body, binder tne microscope
that the uead or trie singular
had be? n coated with a sub
res?mb!ing glue, but which 1
on tho I'all. $
y igy vv w Www r w t
tn'tbo tongue, and I had no doubt thi t
It virus was then threading ltnelf
through out Brant Durivage's pvptepi.
I went back to the estate again be-
f'ro daylight, and found my patient
raving In delirium. I administered
opiate after opiate, nnd a long tlm.t
parsed before the medicine produced
the slightest efrect. Tho servants
paid bo had not spoken rationally
since- the shot, not even during his
quiet moments, nnd this gave nie
liinall hopes of pulling him through.
The next morning Stove Morgan
wa:i arrested on nuslclon. ThU dll
not astonish mo after what the pig
headed constable had Bald the night
before. Nobody believed the young
man guilty, though ho did not exprenj
any sympathy for Durlvage, and after
a hearing he wna discharged. He was
strangely non committal during the ex
amination, and when It was over lie
came into my office and took a chair.
"Doctor," said he, leaning toward
me with a smile, "they didn't ask mo
to tell what I saw. did they?"
"I believe they din not, Steve." I
answered, wondering what ho knew.
"I saw the man that did it!"
I looked Btrangely at him, wonder
ing If he wa3 not losing his wits.
"I saw him, but not till after tho
shot," Steve went on. "I was up to
the house last night. I went there to
ask Brant Durlvage to listen to me
for a minute, though I don't expect
he'd have done it. Jus', as I was ci
tering the garden, for I knew I would
find him in the library with the win
dow up, I heard a sharp cry. and the
next moment there passed a little man
carrying in one hand a tox. This Is
as true as gospel, doctor! He never
saw me though I could have touched
him while he wan passing; but I
would not because I thought he had
Morgan then went on and described
the man with a minuteness that as
tonished me. He- did it so well I
thought I could see him before mo,
and at the end o," his story he declared
his intention of repeating his adven
ture to no one else, not even in the
interests of justice.
"'If he gets well, he'll marry An
nie, said Morgan, savagely, "and If
he dies, let him rot without being 1
I watched Durlvage closely for ten
days. I coiild see that the secret
poison was at work, and the case was
a queer study that opened up to me
a new fiebi for investigation. During
those ten days the wounded man
seemed to suffer a thousand deaths.
On the afternoon of the eleventh
day I W9.s hurried over to the house
by tho b ltler, who said that Durivage
was writing on the wall before his
cot. At the foot of tho stair we were
met by the nurse, who with blanched
face cried that all was over.
Bounding up the flight two steps
at a tme, I. rushed into the bedroom
and found Durivage lying on his face
on tb.3 floor.
"You should have seen and heard
him," said the frightened servant.
"He awoke and called at the top of
his voice for a pencil. I ran and got
him one, thrusting It into his hand
whc.n I came back. As his fingers
closed on it he laughed like a fiend,
and rising in bed, wrote what you see
on the wall yonder, and then fell back
atd writhed till he pitched out upon
Before this I was at the cot and with
burning eyes was looking nay star
ingat the writing on the wall.
"K'AA K'AA K'AA."
Here was another mystery.
"What did he say after that?" 1
asked, turning to the two servants,
while I pointed to the writing on the
"He pronounced three times some
thing that sounded like 'kile' or 'Kala
haetlwe,' " was the nurse's answer.
Betore I could reach him he was
I was more than ever mystified. I
have never heard of the written or
spoken words. They were all "Greek"
to me, but I felt that they were con
nected with the awful death Brant
Durlvage had died. During the next
few days there ran through my mind
nothing but "K'aa, K'aa,. K'aa." I
had the nurse repeat "Kala haetlwe"
until I had mastered it, and until I left
the Shropshire village and located in
London, an event in my career which
took place a year later, I did not let
the singular words escape me.
During this period Steve Morgan did
not go back to Annie. He wrote me
that he would not do so until the mys
tery conected with Durivage's death
was solved, and I felt that the solu
tion would never come and bring tho
two young hearts together.
One evening I was called to attend
a man who had been ma over by a
butcher's cart near the Strand. He
bad been carried to hi3 lodgings near
by, and lay bloody and gasping on a
pallet of dingy rags. The moment I
paw the man a strange thrill too!: pos
it s?ion of me, and I recalled Eteve
Morgan's description cf the owner of
he poisoned arrow.
When 1 bad ironed ti.i vrvjr.K j
made hy the hvy whoelrf of Mie cart, i
and bad my path-nt fitting up, wh.i a
hut drink before him and Ma h ug i
dark linger tin In ling the glars. tj
enked him who and what, he was.
"I'm a Bushman," raid bo with r,
chuckle, and then, poelr.g the look of j
.lb-belief that I exhibited, he wont on: j
"You don't think ho? 1 can prove it.
Ho leaned toward his pallet, and
to my utter astonishment took from
beneath the pillow of rags a bow and
two arrows. I could not renr-, a
cry of amazement, and did not try.
The dark-faced little man wna hold
ing the arrows toward me, and I could
see that they were exactly like tho one
which had killed Brant Durlvage.
"I haj three, but I lost one onic
time ago," continued my palent..
"Where did I lose it? Never mind
that, doctor. I could go back to thn
riot, but I will not. Ho, ho. H
knew what It was all the time. My
little arrows are more dangerous than
they look. I prick your hand with
one. and all your skill cannot savo
your life. The manirn tree grows no
where but among the Bojesmen, tho
little men of South Africa. It looks
like your elm, but it has many thorns.
Its leaves are the homes of the grub
that builds houses like the Bllkworm.
When we want poison for our arrows
we take a grub between thumb and
finger, and make It shed its greenish
fluids upon the ivory head of the
shaft. That is all. The marurn grub
Is death. How does the victim lie,
eh? He writhes in agony. He be
comes a giant In hi3 madness. He has
few lucid intervals. It Is terrible, ho,
I was holding oie of the arrows in
"What do you call your poison?" I
uEked, looking up Into his face, which
had the leer of a fiend incarnate.
"K'aa, answered the little man, with
a laugh. Some people call it N'gwa,
but K'aa i's its name."
I wa3 calm now.
"And its antidote?" I said.
"We seldom tell that it has one,"
grinned the stranger. "But I'll tell
you, doctor. The antidote is 'Kala
haetlwe,' the product of a small plant
that in our country beats little star
The man on the pallet allowed hi's
gaze to wander from r.ay face to the
arrows. He seemed to be rejoicing
in spirit over some stirring event.
"Your lost arrow lg in my office," I
said, fixing my eyes on the man. "I
took the ivory head from Brant Duri
vage's back. I new know why he
wrote 'K'aa, K'aa!1 on the wall and
died crying 'Kala haetlwe.' "
The man from South Africa fell
back, and regarded me with gaping
"Why didn't he let me alone In. my
love affair?" he exclaimed. I told
him that if he took Mina away from
me, I'd follow him all over the world
with my arrow tipped wdth K'aa. lie
would not take my warning, and I
was forced to keep my word. Did ht
die hard,, doctor?"
The next day I wrote Steve Morgan
down in Shropshire ail about my
startling discovery, and when I sent
an officer to look after my patient he
was found to have gashed his throat
with one of his own arrows, and in
an hour was dead. In course of time,
I am pleased to relate, Steve and An
rde became man and wife, but I am
told' that, for many years on the wall
of a certain room in Shropshire was
to be seen this singular thrilling in
scription: K'AA! K'AA K'AA!" The Home
Hovr a lSUml Man Cmi Tell Timn.
Perhaps many people have noticed
that the blind man who plays the hand
organ day after day at Grand avenue
bridge has a watch In his pocket. He
has a watch, and can tell time, too.
Yesterday a man dropped a nickel in
his cup, and, noticing the watch, asked
him for the time. It was a queer ques
tion to ask, but he saw the watch and
wanted to know whether the blind man
was simply pretending to be sightless.
"I think I can tell," said the blind
man. He held it up close to his ear
and slowly turned the stem-winder.
"One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight," he counted, and then ho
said: "That means 72 minutes. I wound
up the watch tightly at 3 o'clock and
so the time ought to be about 12 min
utes past 4. Here, look and see how
near I came to it."
His questioner looked, and the time
was 4.18. He was only six minutes
"Do you mean to say that you can
tell the time of day by winding up
"Not exactly, but I can come mighty
near it; usually within ten minutes,
and it's very easy, too. All you have
to know is how long one click In wind
ing up will run the watch. I'll explain.
Suppose that at 3 o'clock I wind up my
watch until it is tight, as we say; that
i3, until another turn of the winder
would apparently break a spring. A
5 o'clock I wind the watch again and
find that the winder clicks 12 times
before the watch is wound up to the
place where it sticks. Then I know
that 12 clicks will run the watch 120
minutes, and that one click represents
10 minutes of time." .Milwaukee Sentinel
A QUKST10N OF MONTHS
FOR MARCONI'S MARVELOUS INVEN
TION TO BE IN OPERATION.
Wirlm Trlef raphy furl OIlltil In
InlrrMri Interview Willi Hie Hrll
llrtiit Young I n i-nt ir M ; Slay
) 1 IxiiBinlttnl Iruiu (ltfa ! Oi nit.
Garrett I'. ScrvbH, the writer on
scientific nuhjocls, had an Interview
with Mr. Marconi, and niado doubly
clear tho conviction that he wan not
deceived ubout those nlgnals trans
mitted from Kngland to Newfound
land. "So there is no question about the
result of the Newfoundland experi
"And we may expect to pee your tys
tem of transatlantic signalling In com
mercial operation soon?" "I hop? so.
I am going to Lngland to arrange for
it as noon as I can get away."
"Can you say how long a time will
elapse before actual messages may be
transmitted across the ocean?" "No,
not exactly. But probably It will not
be long. It may take three or four
months to make the preliminary ar
rangements." "Where will your stations be
placed?" "In Nova Scotia and at Cape
Cod. on this side; In Bngland and
probably In Belgium, on the other
"How about transmitting such mes
sages from and to points at a distance
from the seacoast; do you think that
can be done?" "I think so, but more
experiments must first be tried. We
do not yet know all the data of tho
problem. But I think eventually It
can be done."
"You mean that when the system
Is perfected a message might be mt,
for instance, from St. Petersburg or
some point in the heart of Europe di
rect through tho air to New York
without being interrupted and with
out the use of any relays." "Yes, I
think it possible that that may be
"How about the transcontinental
business? Do you Intend to try to send
messages, say, from New York to San
Francisco?" "Oh, I cannot say yet as
to that. We have not yet gone far
enough with our experiments. But I
think it might be done; I do not see
any impossibility In it."
"So you think you could send a
wirclers message from the Atlantic to
the Pacific?" "Yes, but it would re
quire more power than over the ocean
juct how much more I am not pre
pared to say."
"There is no difficulty then as to
obtaining the requisite energy to send
messages across the widest oceans, or
even all around the earth?" "No. the
range of energy needed is wdthin easy
practical reach. It took, I think, about
100 times as much energy to signal
across the Atlantic as it takes to run
a single arc light."
When your signals were sent
acrcss the Atlantic, did they go in
the air or through the earth, or how?"
"They went through the ether."
"The ether Is supposed to interpene
trate all substances as well as to fill
all space. But, practically, are there
not resistances, etc., which would
make the waves choose some particu
lar path In preference to others?"
"Ye3, and I think the waves followed
the curvature of the earth."
"In regard to the very Important
question of making the messages ex.
elusive, so that anybody might not
pick them up and read them in their
flight, what i3 to be said?" "They can
be made perfectly exclusive," he re
plied, "by having the transmitters and
receivers tuned in unison. Then only
the properly tuned receiver can take
the messages, and all other receivers
would get nothing."
"How great a range is there at your
disposal in tuning the instruments?
Can you make as great a variety of
tuned transmitters and receivers re
sponding only to one and another as
a manufacturer of Yale locks can
make of locks that will open only to
their proper keys?" "Well, I cannot
yet say how great the range is, but it
would seem to be very great, because
we have millions of vibrations to
choose from, and even if it were nee
essary to have one thousand vibra
tions covering the field of each set of
instruments, yet with millions to se
lect from, thousands of such sets, each
independent of all the others, could
be made. Suppose, for instance, we
had ten million vibrations available
and we allotted them In sets of one
thousand to different instruments,
then we could make ten thousand in
dependent sets of Instruments."
"Will you abandon the use of kites
in your later experiments?" "Yes, we
shall use masts.':
"How high will" the masts have to
be In sending messages between Cape
Cod and England?" "About 150 feet.
Messages have been sent 20 miles
from an elevation of only two feet.
The distance increase as the square
of the height of the masts. There is
probably a slight absorption of the en
ergy in the atmosphere, and it is nec
essary to make allowance for that."
"But, of course, the height of the
masts has nothing to do with the cur
vature of the earth, or with the get
ting over intervening obstacles?"
"No, not at all."
"A'wd you believe you could sen!
i,.-s'-agi-H i,' rniH Notth Ain-ili-u w!n
out rovird to mch nb..tai ! n;i thu
Kooky Mountain, whl'li rt 12
or H.eui f t nl ovo h a hvel?" "Yc,
I think It ran b. dune. But more pow
er Is required over land than cut
m-;i, becmo'o there la more absorption
"You will not stop with establishing
oniiimiihatlim norms th Atlantic?'"
"Oh, no. I hop" tint. I hop to poo
the pyhtom In use all over tho world."
"Would It bo poKKibio to pond a inei
page all around the earth to that It
would come back to tho Ftartlng
point?" "I cannot fay."
"The distance In Itpolf would ho no
fatal obstacle?" "It would not."
"Is It your lmprePKlon that such
waves as you employ can only bo pent
jet worn points situated on the Rurfacp
of the earth, and ennnot bi vent
von disregarding the supposed ab-
orbing shell In the rarefied region of
the air above our heads away from
the earth to sonic other body, say
the moon? "Well, that la what th"
xporimonts bo far made seem to Indl
ate, but we cannot yet be altogether
LANCUACt OF THI TURKEY.
An r.iigliftti Nalurnlmt Ttilnk Ili I mlrr-
litniU (li Coblilnr'n C'rir.
Nelson Wood, an English scientist,
has made a life long Ptudy of the lan
guage of birds and he thinks he can
not only understand what many of the
feathered creatures aro saying, but
also express things to them which
they understand. He has many inter
esting things to tell about the birds
he has met.
The creatures of the air, m he says.
talk the least; turkeys, chickens and
such feathered creatures, as they do
not fly very much, talk the most. The
explanation of this is natural.
The birds that do not fly are al
ways in more danger and they have
many notes of warning. Language
among them, of course, as it niurt
have been with primitive man, is but
an expression of the simple needs:
Danger, hunger, warning, pleasure
and such sensations are the first emo
To illustrate the various calls which
a turkey has, Mr. Wood cites a note
for overhead danger, another for
danger on the ground, a third for a
hawk in tho distance, another of com
plaint when being driven, a different
call In open meadow from that in
bushes, a special signal at night, as
well as a special kind of note used in
Chickens have even more modes of
expression. A hen has three distinct
songs, one when seeking her nest,
another for calling her mate and a
third for crooning to herself or in the
search for food.
The rooster has several distinct
notes and Mr. Wood says that some of
these the ordinary person never ob
serves. There is one, a low fine whis
tle which the rooster uses sometimes
on a dark day when going to roost,
but when the rooster really begins to
carry on an extensive conversation Is
when he meets another chanticleer in
It ranges all the way from a defi
ant chuckle which invites the other
fellow to fight as surely as the pro
verbial chip on a boy's Bhoulder, to a
feminine croon which means fear and
a desire to retire.
Perhaps of all birds the parrot Is
the most intelligent. People have
been accustomed to think of the par
rot as simply a mimic, but Mr. Wood
pretends to have known many that
actually understood the words they
were saying. One of his parrot friends
'always saluted him with "Good morn
ing" early in the day and "Good
night" in the evening.
The ability of crows to smell gun
powder a long distance off has always
been asserted for them and those who
have studied the birds to any extent
easily recognize varying caw3, show
ing fear, warning or affection, as the
case may be. That birds are able to
express pleasure every one knows.
The cheerful lilt of tho songsters is
only one way in which they show
their joy of living in such a 'good
world as this.
The Longest .Slone Arch liridgc.
The work upon the great stone an h
bridge whien is being erected by the
Pennsylvania railroad across the Sus
quehanna river at Rockville, about jive
miles above Ilarrisburg, Is rapidly
nearing completion. The masonry
work of the bridge, consisting of 4,s
70-foot spans, has been completed, and
the contractors are now putting the
asphalt covering over the arches.
When this is completed the work of
filling in, grading and ballasting will
be begun and the four tracks put down.
Work upon this, the longest etone
arch railroad bridge in the world, was
begun less than two years ago.
Mei-tlnc Kf-lrlcte! In llnsnia.
In Russia no meetings of private
citizens ior any purpose are permitted;
the privilege of holding meetings is
granted only to chartered corporation
or associations. All crowds, except in
- i places of amusement or worship, are
dispersed by the police. No premises
can be hired for the purpose of hold
ing a meeting without a permit frow.