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The only man in Nebraska who M4'
pade any money this year has just be.i
grrested for counterfeiting.
The estate of Senator Fair, it is sail
will not pan out more than $15,000,0UU
Well, that's a pretty Fair estate.
A New England man is to be hanged
for roasting his wife. He claims thal
6is wife roasted him until he had to di
Times are hard, but the fact tha
Chicago aldermen are quoted at only
$600 apiece in that cigarette deal tendi
to discredit the whole story.
"Good stuff well sold." Farmers wh,
live up to that motto are making money
in crops that others produce at a loss
Paste the words over your desk and
think out the details for yourself.
Ex-Senator James G. Fair, the Bo
nanza King, is dead. With his multi.
millions he ranked no better than the
wretchedest of the poor when the grim
gleaner got ready to scoop him in.
Emperor William fnds the name o
Bismarck one to conjure with even
when deprived of power by his majes
ty's own act. Bismarck was father of
the German navy and chief architect of
its colonial policy. The Emperor, in
his speech asking money to put the
navy on a proper footing, felt constralu
ed to ask It In the name of the retired
statesman, whose influence is still po
tent even with his enemies.
Thievery as a profession is acetb
panied constantly by improvement In
methods and by new qualities of ad
dress, craft, alertness and daring. The
other day four or five persons drove up
in an express wagon in front of one of
the finest residences in a Chicago sub
urb and backed their wagon to the curb.
They then entered the house and dis
mantled the parlor, taking valuable
paintings, bric-a-brac, ornaments.
vases, rugs and other movable articles,
which they loaded into the wagon and
then drove away. The family were at
dinner at the time, with the door be
tween the dining room and the parlor
closed. Neighbors saw the wagon in
front of the house and the thieves load
ing their plunder into it, but did not
suspect that a daylight burglary was
being committed in their presence. The
robbers got completely away, leavini:
no trace for a successful pursuit.
Perhaps, after all, the newspapei
Judgment as to the value of a rich man's
estates may not be so far out of the
way, notwithstanding the popular be
lief that the newspapers are prone to
exaggerate in these matters. After
the death of Jay Gould the newspapers
kindly took a hand at the busIness of
posting his books and striking a bal
ance for the benefit of their readers.
The result of this arithmetic was the
:toncurrent journalistic opinion that Mr.
Gould had left about $72,000,000 and
some odd cents. Now it appears that
the newspapers did not place too large
a value on the estate, but, according to
the figures of Appraiser McClure, un
derestimated it by nearly $9,000,000,
the actual value being $80,964,580.79,
instead of $T2.000,000. If you see it
In the newspapers you may set it down
as a careful statement, based on an in
vestigation as to all the ascertainable
facts. Generally speaking, you might
set on it.
Man may be able to withstand the
charms of woman. He may shut his
eyes to her beauty and turn a deaf ear
to her brilliant talk. But when woman
and Fate advance upon him hand in
hand, as it were, it is time for him to
begin studying the marriage service.
Miss Ancel Marston, of New York, as
an illustration, had no chance of becom
ing the wife of Edward. Tallman until
Fate took a hand in the game. Mr.
Iallman did not even know her until
he caught her pony one day when it
tried to run away. Even then he gave
the matter no further thought, and
Fate had to try it all over again. On
the second trial the young lady sprain
,d her ankle in front of the young
man's home, and he again came to her
rescue. Then he capitulated and pro
posed. Procrastination seemed to be
dangerous. In an endeavor to bring
about the union Fate might make a
slip and kill the young lady or maim
her in some way. As a matter of safety
"hey were married.
The Chinese method of dealing with
army officers who lose battles or prove
false to their trusts possesses some
unique features of retributive justice.
A dispatch from Shanghai states that
General Wel Yu Kwei, who at the bat
tle of Ping Yang failed to bring his
troops upon the field in time to assist
General Tso, has been beheaded at Pek
ing. There were no inquiries as to the
causes of his negligence. He simply
did not arrive at the battle field and
take part in the fight. Probably in or
der that he may never have a chance
to repeat the mistake the Emperor has
ordered his head chopped off. The dis
patch adds with grim humor that
should the Japan~s- succeed in taking
Port Arthur there is no doubt that Li
Hung Chang will pay for it with his
head. Whether Li will be responsible
for the loss of Port Arthur does not ap
pear to cut any figure in the matter. it
was his business to prevent its capture.
This plan of dealing with those in com
mand of a nation's armies, though a
trinle harsh. certainly has its advant
..ages. Knowing that if he loses he is
going to be executed is calculated to
make a -general fight desperate battles.
Even a dude has his uses in the world
Heb is a standing examiple to ,ther
young men of what they should avoid.
No one should sit down to his own
meals until seeing that all the anmmals
dependent on his care are provided
Neverlet us be discouraged with our
selves It is not when we are conscious
of our fanits that we are the most
It is sometimes9 a privlege to dis, and
it is sometimes a dnty to live. If there
is no moi e to be done, we shouild be
K ~ ready to go.
We have not to train up a soul ne r
yet a body, but a a.tan; and we cantnot
In the year 1681l the English Sepoy
army in Bengal consisted of twenty
men under a corporal.
THE DAWING OF THE ORluGt
When the clouds shall roll forever
From the everlasting hills,
When fruition of endeavor
All the useless ionging fils,
When cur feet shall ever wander
Where the shadows only stay,
rn the dawning of the morning,
When the clouds shall :dee away.
When cur hands have ceased foreve;
Gathering what is not ours,
When c-ur hearts are weary never
Through mistaking thorns for floweip,
Then ro more the darkening shadows
O'er our happy lives shall play
In the dawning ot the morning
When the clouds shall flee away.
Withero our eyes were blinded,
Hitherto our hearts were sad,
Then thall come the endless sunshine
Theit our hearts be always glad.
Sevsrimore shall storm clouds gather,
Shad~ows intercept our day,
In the dawning of the morning, -
When the clouds shall fee away. + .
-iNlly H. Woodworth, in Boston Journal
An Unpublished Sensation
rY ABIUR .TAM1 PEGLER.
, office when you ar
' at liberty, Mr. Ben
' The request wai
made in terse. au
- thoritative tones.
familiar enough t<
every man in thi
e editorial d e p a r t
ment of the papei
as those of Mr.
Friet, the managing editor-an un
tersizei, fussy little chap, with hai]
prematurely gray, tiny sharp eyes,
iike a ferret's, and enormous ears thai
seemLed designed by nature to catch al
the news there was adrift. The latter
orgaus he had a peculiar fashion o.
moving backward and forward wher
cxcited or interested-a mulish man
nerism which had earned him various
uore or less appropriate nicknames.
"Yes, sir," answered Bennett, look
ing ip from the preparation of az
article on the superlative greatness,
past, present, and future, of Kansal
City. "3 there in five minutes," he
added, and then sotto voce-"wonder
what the deuce is up now. Some
idint's been complaining about a re
port. of course." With this reflection
the young man resumed his laudatory
scree d on the advantages of Kansa
City, commercially, socially, and gen.
erally. At last the column of fiction,
upon which he had expended a good
deal of energy. was handed over to the
city editor with the remark, "Here's
that rot about the town." An instani
later Bennett had disappeared down
-he passage to confer with the chief.
The air of the managing editor, as
he motioned Bennett to a seat, wai
preoccupied. He was always preoccu
pied when spoken to or approached by
any but the business manager. Then
he was obsequious. His manner noa
said, as plainly as words could have
said it, "You are my subordinate, and
must be duly impressed with the dig
aity of my position."
"Mr. Bennett," he said, "I'm going
to detail you on an important piece of
"Yes, sir," replied Bennett, with a
'ecoming show of interest.
"You know, Mr. Bennett," con
tinned the chief, "all the main facti
regarding the counterfeit five-dollar
bills which have flooded the city dur
~ng the last few months."
"I believe I am tolerably familia:
with the matter, sir," was the reply.
"The fact is, Bennett," and the
Little man's ears began to oscillate
with increasing rapidity, "the fact is
that every detective in the city has
worked on this case for weeks at a
time. They have all failed, and the
case has been practically abandoned.
The police acknowledge themselves
beaten, Bennett." The editor brought
his hand down on the arm of the chair
with an emphatic thump. "Now,
then," and the ferret-eyed little man
leaned forward as though to add
weight to his words, "I have always
held that a good reporter is the best
detective in the world. You have
done some good work' for the paper,
Bennett-very good, indeed. You
will take this case. Devote your
whole time to it, follow up every con
ceivable clue, run these fellows to
earth and-well, if you succeed, it will
make a difference in your salary.
"You will take any other man oft
the local staff you may desire to assist
you," went on the editor, before Ben
nett had time to reply. "I should
suggest Godfray. He's a bright fel
low, quite up~ to the work, I should
"I think Godfrey is the right man,
sir," answered Bennett. Godfrey en
tered a moment later in response to a
summons by telephone. The nature
of the business on which he had been
detailed was explained, and then both
men were dismissed with the injunction
a do their best.
A week after he had been detailed
on the matter, Jack Bennett sat loung
ing in an arm-chair at his rooms, ex
mining one of the spurious bills for
the hundredth time. He had just suc
eeded in running down, with the aid
f Godfrey, a clue which the latter had
sggested, but which, like a dozen
other supposed clues, had proven false.
A week is a long time in a newspaper
offie, and Bennett was beginning to
hafe at his lack of success in finding a
iingle thread to work on.
"A bad beginning," he mused. "A
leced bad beginning."
Taking the cigar from his lips, he
aain examined the counterfeit minu
tly. It was almost perfect. A slight
iiference, perhaps, in the textu~re of
the paper between this and the genu
me bill, but the lettering was clear and
exact, the ink black and the printing
without a IRaw. None but an expert
ould hav~e discerned the fraud.
Then Bennett feilto thinking of et
sin difleulties he had encountered in
his investigation, which had so far
roved protless. Sometimes he had
hought Godfrey was jealous of the
recedence given another on the case;
ometimes his assistance and sugges
ions seeme d half-hearted. Still, there
ere times when he was feverishly
exious to hunt down a newly discov
red clue. There was no doubt of the
man's ability. Godfrey had worked
wo or three affairs single-handed in a
-a~n~ tha urov hi~m thorougl
cap kble man-and yet, thero was soms
thing about his efforts to run dowE
these counterfeitsr that seemed lutl
Little was known of Godfrey on th
oaper. He floated it on the boom
ide, just when a good man was badly
needed. When Godfrey applied fo2
the job, Fawcett, the oity editor, put
'im on, and it took but a few days tc
iemonstrate that a first-rate all-roun'
:nan had been secured.
Bennett thought over his associa
Ions with the new man, and coulk
feel no real reason for complaint.
Slentally resolving, however, to adopt
a new line of research on the following
lay, he was about to retire. when a
knock on the door startled him. II
was the sharp rapping of some one in
"Jack, say, Jack!!" Bennett recog
iized the voice of young Davis. "Get
ap and let me in, old chap," went on
Bennett walked over, turned th
key, and threw the door open. "Why,
Davis!" he exclaimed, "what's the
row? You look as though you had
seen a ghost," for the junior member
af the staff was very pale and very
Davis assumed an air which tolI
plainly enough that he had a dis
closure to make. The youngster drew
up a chair, lighted one of Bennett'i
oigars, andreplied to his friend's query
ith a question.
"How are you getting on with thk
case, Bennett?" he inquired, coolly.
"Come now, old fellow," went or
the youth, "I haven't been in this
msiness as long as you have, but )
iave learned enough to pick up a
?iece of news before I fall over it."
"Well, what have you picked up thi
lime?" asked Bennett, rather discon
Ierted at the peculiar manner of his
Davis pitched his hat in a cornei
stuffed both hands deep down into hit
trousers' pockets, and with an air o:
:uiet assurance, proceeded:
"What I came here for, at this un
earthly hour of the night, was to pui
vou on the right track, and help you
bapture these queer pushers. You're
all wrong," said the lad, with peculia2
imphasis on the last three words.
"Look here, Davis," and Bennet
tose to his feet, "what are you driving
"Oh, now, don't treat mo like i
thild," interposed the other indig
aantly. "I'm on to the whole game.
You're working on this counterfeiting
story, and Godfrey's working witl
you-that is, he's supposed to be. Am
"Suppose you are right," said Ben
tett, guardedly. "What then?"
"What then!" cried Davis, sitting
iolt upright, "why, just what I said
oefore. You're on the wrong lay
flear off the scent, I tell you. Lool
ere, Bennett," he continued in an
xcited voice, "I've been working on
this for two months. There's a thou
sand dollars reward offered for the
:apture of the gang, don't you see
mad what I want is the reward."
Bennett could not suppress a
amused smile. The vanity of this
youngster tickled him immensely, bud
Davis was a bright sort of little chap,
and a fellow couldn't help liking him.
"I've follered up every clue," he
ent on. "Hundreds of 'em have
amounted to nothing, but I tell you.
Bennett," and the lad's fe 'e flushed
with the excitement he felt, "I'm 01
o the 'whole deal now. I'd bet my life
against a dollar that I can run these
fellows to the earth in a couple of
Bennett was interested now, and hi
ras never wider awake in his life than
when, turning sharp round on his heel,
as pushed the excited junior member
into a chair, and took up a position be'
"Out with it now," he said some
hat fiercely. "What do you know?'
The lad shrugged his shoulders as a
an will do who is sure of his position,
&d replied, calmly, "Turn about's fair
pay. What do you know?"
"Well," said Bennett, "to be per
:ctly frank with you, I have discov
ered nothing. The whole case looks
just as blank as it did a week ago,
when I was put on it."
"That's what I thought," repliei.
;he youth. "Now, I'll tell you some
thing. It's not altogether fame I'm
after in this thing, Bennett. I need
that thousand dollars. Laugh if you
like; laugh your head off. The fact
remains that, if I had the thousand,
d get married in less than no time."
"A laudable idea, my boy-very
ne," laughed Bennett "Er-who is
the lady?" he added.
"Dolly Taylor, of Ornaha. Sweetes
ittle girl in the world. I've known
ar all my life, went to high school
with her, know all about her, and love
her all the more, the more I know of
ir. There are only two in the fam-.
ly-just Dolly and her mother. There's
a brother somewhere, but he's the
>lack sheep of the family-been in
some bad scrapes, I'm told, but they
2ever speak of him. The father's dead,
ou know, and it's a case of highly re
spectable poverty, Well, to cut ii
short," concluded the youngster,
"that thousand dollars would come is
wfully handy, and I never miss s
hnce, Bennett. Will you help me
t carry this thine out? Give mce the
oney, and you can tane rme glory.
Vill you do it ?"
"Yes, yes," replied the other, hastily
'ow tell your story."
"I had better begin with the most
important fact," said Davis, deliber
ately turning over the leaves of his
notebook. "Here is the entry," he
went on. "It is dated just three hours
ago. It reads like this-'Godfrey is
he counterfeiter.' "
"Eh! By George, you're crazy.
odfrey, one of the best all-roundl
newspaper in the West, a member of
this gang? Oh, come, Davis, this is
all rot-utter idiocy," and Bennett be
an to pace the floor hastily. "Still,"
e went on, as though arguing the
roposition in his own mind, "I don't
know either. There have been one o:
wo queer things-"
He glanced at Davis. That yon
;entleman had placidly closed his note
book, and was waiting for his friend
to calm down.
"Go on with your story," said Ben
"It was quite by chance." Davis ro
sumed, "that I g-->t my clue. I waa
down at Schaefer's place to-night,
looking up a piece of news, when there
r enap nact tra , y rn'a r.:*l nyve 0:1
Bill, Cue barenaier. Bill had him by
:he scruff of tha neck anl vi s goin.;
:o se-nd for the police. The m-M pro
tested violently that he was all right,
and offered r. large roll of bills iII
evidence, but Dill was obdurate, an.'
there would he been a pinh aIll
right if something hadn't turned up
in the nick of time. No wiit ac
you think happencd?"
"Jive it u1."
"Ju.t theu Gorifrey shppcl ove
.om one of the billiard talues, cooI a
you please; shook hands with the
man, swore to the barkeeprer that he
was all right, and aske:l Bill ai a per
sonal favor not to disg-raco him by ar
rest. You know Godfrey is cham.'
with every detective und pvtroimlnL iL
the town, and Bill knew him well as
the police reporter of our paper. The
apshot of the thing was that he jusi
tnrned the swell loose and aologized.
The latter laughed at the adventure,
bo-aght drinks for all the loafers, auc
everybody forgot it. What impresseu
:e was the expression of the man's
Laee. You never in your life saw at
innocent man go as white. I kept m-,
Bye on the chap, and pretty soon he
got over to the table where Godfre3 I
was still playing billiards. They had
& brief talk, and as soon as the game
was over, Godfrey went out alone.
rhere was a big crowd in the place anc
ae had not seen me. I had a imind ai
arst to follow him, but on second
thoughts determined to shadow the
other fellow. In a few moments he
went out, too. I was on the othei
side of the street in a jiilfy. He weni
through the fiont door of Harper's or
Topeka street and I was after him like
a shot. As I enterad the front, he
Jisappeared through the back door in.
to the alley. There was no one watch.
ing, and like a flash I seized a waiter't
.oat from the wall, threw it over my
ihoulders and walked out into the
Llley. My hat was pulled over my
)yes, and even Dolly would not have
"Well?" asked Bennett, who w.,
now visibly agitated.
"Well, I found 'em there. They
xere talking in the shadow of the
building, and of course I did not dare
;top. My object was to find them to
;ether. That settled the thing in my
nind, but I followed farther to make
rnre. I've tracked them to Godfrey's
room, and now I know enough to just
ify a raid."
"You confounded young 'un
gasped the excited Bennett. "I be.
lieve you're smarter than the lot ol
us. Hang me," Ye added, "if I don'f
believe you're right."
"Right! ! !" exclaimed the youth, ii
6 sort of shriek. "Of course I'm right.
Why, man, don't you see the game
3odfrey's, I mean? He's a crack o'
ack at- the business. Knows 'some
hing about newspaper work, makes
pplication for a job and gets the very
run he most wants-police. He works
hard, is a good writer, gets in with alf
the detectives and patrolmen, anc
knows just about what they are doing.
Why, he even traveled around with'
themin, working on this very case.,
lIght !" added the excited yon
sleuth, panting for breath. "Why. 1
it's the greatest graft on earth, and the i
grafter, like Cesar's wife, above sua
"When would you suggest making
the arrest ?" asked Bennett.
'-Godfrey will be alone in the roor
after midnight. We must manage is
alone, us two. If the police make the
capture, we shall lose both the credilt
and the reward. The room is No.;
2 0, top floor of the Perry block. IB
ainst be done to-morrow night. lii
anything scares these chaps it'll be alJ
day with our plans."
"To-morrow, then," said Bennett
"Be here at 10 o'clock sharp, and we
can arrange the details then. I'll take
care of Godfrey during the dayuand
ou keep out of sight."
At a quarter past twelve Fawcett,
he city editor, sat lolling in his
spring-chair, having one of these little
breathing spells that come so rarely tc
the city man on a morning paper. A
madden, almost cyclonic rush into the
local room brought Fawcett up stand
ing in an instant. The new arrival was
Bennett. Blood was trickling from a
long scratch on his face, and his
lothing gave evidence that he was
'esh from an encounter.
"What is it, Bennett?" asked. the
dtyv editor, scenting a sensation.
"Got 'em," answered the otha~
refiy, grasping a tab of paper. "Got
he leader of the gang like a rat in a
trap. It's Godfrey. We've tied him up,1
and Davis is standing guard over him1
with a gun."
"What! ! !" shrieked Fawcett, and
hn recoverin g himlf - "Gr'.'.a
Scott ! hot stuff, old man. Gut nigha
Bennett's pencil began to fly ove?
"The gang of counterfeiters, whoqt
hrewdness has proven too much for
he best detectives in the country,"
he wrote, "have at last been run to
earth. The details of the capture,
and the events leading up to it, fur
nish one of the most remarkable pages
in criminal history-"
The rest of the story was nevel
rritten. The half-covered -page of
.opy was tora from Bennett's hands.
He looked up angrily, for time was
short. There, ghastly pale, and shak
ing from hetito foot, stood Da~vis.
"Como out, quick," he gasped, and
Bennett rushed after him to the .eleva
tor. They entered the car just as
Fawcett called loudly to Bennett to
ush up his copy.
"In heaven's name, what's the mat
er?" asked Bennett, excitedly, but
avis only gasped for breath and pulled
he other out of the lift toward the
itreet door. Once in the street he
"Jack, you must not write that
Itory. I-I've let'the fellow go."
"I've let him go, I tell you-. Fot
God's sake don't write the story, JTack.
t's my story, and you shan't write it,"
is Bennett hesitated before replying.
"I'll tell you why. After we tied the
ellow up, and you came down here to
write the story, I sawv a girl's picture
on the table. I believe my blood al
most froze in my veins wheh I looked
at it, for the piecture was of her. IT
was Dolly's photograph. The man's
er brother, the scapegrace, the vaga
Bennett was undergoing a struggle, a
;errible struggle. If he wrote the
i--rim h-e 1 woud esv to b3 kicked
"No, old chaI ot. l i
rhole pres:s of the cou:dry ti r::s ftr: N
> on me. Come, yo mzr, w b
i to shak this town. I's too ot
Lihold us." 1
At darbrea.3 nn xt mornuin tw e
iim;mt felow b~. oarded a Chicago
r.:au at a wayv station, ten miler
.'omfl KanlS:Is City. Thne morning th3
zaper conined aC garbxle: story c
bout a captur and a darig -
peY but the~ o:Myv two maen wn'o
knew the insid~e of the an':.ir wereb
pedn es-vard as fast : som
ould cdry thmn-. The whole aa hi
VII . a fi
s~ a gre..t senisatloon in ne'wspap'er
res and th;ro wa~s a goodi many
he~ories elveOd to acont for the ex
taordin"'ry behavior of certa~in a'
entees. ?ribery was freely inted,
mi t'ere were th:s who ke.ew tha
omethngr more than mereX m1~loe had
rompted Bnett to throw up the bi. P
est beat of thW yer Littie Priest o
wore pompously tat he would black
ist both the m'n in every newspaiper
>ice in Ameica, but, despite the Ce
hreat, Bennett is now one of the niost tl
avis has grown inLo a big s::rappIng
elow. He is the sporting editor of a to
3hicago daily and his wi e is a pretty
~irl whose name was once Dolly Thy- aII
or, and her residence, Omaha.e-R ly
Lance. t0 d
Queer Things About Frogs.
A remarkable thing about these D1
,reatures is that the larger part of the a
>reathing is done through the skin. In r
act, it is said that this supply of air is
,necessary addition to that taken in lit
y ordinary breathing, as the latter fo
oes not supply euflicient air to sup
:ort life in a frog. af
Another peculiar thing about th ca
kin of the frog is its powerful absorp- to
~ion of water. This is due, of course, de
o the numberless minute pores with
rhich their skin is provided. I t has 1ar
een proved that a frog can thus soak
Dp half its weight of water in an hour. p
.'he skin of the stomach is most active IE
a this way, and, at the same time, is
nost often in contact with moisture, bi
uch as mud, dewy grass, wet ground, I
il leaves aford. As the skin h per
pires quite asfreely as it absorbs, it is LU
asily seen why contact with moisture ar
s so necessary. Besides the loss from br
vaporation, there is the stopping of SP
kin-breathing also, because the skin f
las to be kept moist and soft, to ab
orb fresh air and give of used air .
rom the system. The soaking of ma
rater is what gives the frog's skin such it
cold, clammay, and uncany feeling V)
hen handled. And it explains a r
trange thing. Though a bullfrog 20
>ere poked with a red-hot iron, it he
ould not feel it enough to move out 01
hf its tracks; for the moisture of the
in forms a kind of film of vapor be
ween it and the iron, which takes
ime to heat through; and so the frog
rould not feel pain from the heat.
et, if hot water is droppe -upon him, ce
ewill instantly jump from pain, as
his heat at once s into the skin.
A frog has another safeguard against kr
rying up-that is, a kind of interior a
ack for storing water. Like the camel,
t thus keeps a supply which carries it
ver many a dry place, when it wouldr
itherwise lose all its moisture and die.
'he water is as pure and tasteless as
at of any spring.
In Australia, it is said, one specie io
f frog prepares for a drought in a dc
ronderful way. Sometimes the th
raveler suffering from thirst will come Sc
a bush, and, digging into the ground ou
foot or two, will find a clay ball. He re
racks it open, and out jumps a frog ! ta
tranger still, inside the ball is found du
good drink of pure water ! And with -:
is the man quenches his thirst. -St
Thierecent shocking murder of 3May02 i
[arrison calls attention again to the~
anger to which society is subjected
y the half-mad. The name which at
ience gives to their malady is para- ne
oa persecutoria. It is not, however, I a
o much a real disease as it is an in- 'at
erent defect in the structure of the I
rain. This defect exists in many, m:
)ut it is overcome and controlled by a
~ducation and training. In the homi-e
~idal paranoiac natural defects and .
atural bad propensities are increasedI
y bad habits of life and thought. Fo
~xample, by the over-indulgence iau
lcohol, tobacco and excitable haran
uing a man who has simply exaggera
ed political views becomes a political
,riminal or a murderer. The question
aturally arises whether the homicidal ~t.
aranoiac has come with us to stay
n to increase in numbers and ac
ivity. Already it is necessary for
ubic men to exercise care in admit
;ing people to audience, and the life
f the American millionaire or high
iolhtical functionary is, perhaps.
dready quite as uneasy as that of the
~zar of Ruhssia. as
Wesee no immerliate prospect of re toa
ef from this condition of things. Cer- ar
iinly lyndhing will do no good, r
;hough so strongly recommended by I
any. Whether such people should W
e hanged is a question to be decided I
each indtividual case. In some in- dle
;tances it is surely necessary and help- br
ul, even if from our standpoint it *.
seems cruel. Bat cranks and para
aoiacs will not be suppressed by hang. in
:ng, because they often love notoriety fr<I
aaore than they fear death, or are im- eli
elled to their act by a morbid instinct
vhich no prospect of future punish- m
ent can suppress. Tihe paranoia is g
he result of bad breeding, and he will
1ourish as long as neurotic pepein- y
~ermrry and give birth to children 6:
5thoe morbid tendencies arc allowed
Lo develop. To prevent the increase i
f the paranoiacs we need good fath
:rs and mothers. -Medical Record- de
St. Paul's New Blridget O'
St. Paul will soon have a new bridy
.ross the Mississipp!-.d
Cavalrymen as Swimmers.
European cavalry *re trained to Ide
wim across rivers wth ease
ALL IN PENNIES.
Locality Where the Struggle for
Extitence Is Hard.
Thr-rry Hill is shrouded in the som
r gloom of approaching dawn. It is
wny dark in the narrow street after i
ndown, but the lights which steal 1
>m, the stainted windlows of the sa
m1s an-l tenemenits on either side off
the grewsomfe shadows of the dark i
.d yawning alleys In the early n!ght.
>w the'y are gone, and the silpnie ia
oken only now and then by the
oans and mumbling of a drunken f
etch who has fallen helplessly in a
k brisk step is heard at the corner.
.e gue of a man passes swiftly up
e street. He pauses at a small gro
ry store, unlocks the door, takes
wn the shuters and lights the gas
side. His Teutonic features are t
ight and shining, and his fair skin
ars a glow that betokens a recent t
plication of cold water and a coarse
[t is 5 o'clock. One by one the tene, E
?nt windows reflect the light of
nps and candles. Cherry Hill is
iking up. Those who live in the
unts of hunger and privation are
paring for the toil and hardship an.
ier day is bringing to them.
Eardly has Herman begun his task C
ien a frowsy-headed boy, half-dress
, and with shoes unlaced, stumbles
rough the doorway. He carries a
iall tin pail.
'Say, Herman," he cries, as he walkI
ward the counter, "gimme t'ree cents
)rt' er milk an' half a dozen rolls.
illy gee, it's cold! De ole man near
broke me nut draggin' me out sayin'
e little Cherry Hill grocery store is
en for yer? Ar-r, you're er stingy
le slaps eight cents on the countel. 3
ks up his rolls and kettle of milk,
d hurries out whistling "Sweet Ma- r
," with variations according to his e
ception of the melody, and-the b
tle Cherry Hill grocery store is open y
. the day. s
Is you look around you see a littk s
pretty nearly everything else you
a think of that human beings have
use, and covered boxes and barrels s
note the presence of other things you h
)uld never even guess. The shelves t
brimming over with all sorts of
xes and cans, with tomatoes, baking
wders and washing compounds lead
; in point of classified numbers. 6
k frail little woman, clasping a thiL
tek shawl tightly about- her shoul
rs, enters noiselessly. The cares of
)therhood and a life of ceaseless toil
a stamped upon her features. She
ins to view a small pitcher, with
>ut and handle gone, and places it
'Good morning, Herman," she says.
'hree cents' worth of milk this morn
r and three cents' worth of coffee."
this are added two slices of fresh
rk and six rolls.
'Three, six, sixteen, twenty-one,'t
ints Herman briskly. Then hands
r four pennies change, which she ~
tees in her mouth-.
reakfast for four!
Good morning, 3Mr. O'3Mara," says ec
arman, as a thin, sparely-built mar' q
nes in. "What will you have?
'Ten cents' worth of potatoes, two ri
its' worth of onions and a paper of t
Ie gets the tobacco first, and then, d
Ining against a barrel, stows away t
generous finlgerful. Herman writes t
the charges in a greasy little ac- t
ant book, black with age, that came t
>m the man's pocket. t
'Is that all, 3Mr. O'3Iara?
'Well, no," is the reply. "I wanted
ae-but never mind now. I'll come
wn for It after awhile." That ist
a way they shop in Cherry Hill.
Herman hands the book over with
t a word. Even then MIr. O'MIara
amied in the store over an hour,.
king politics with Herman during
11 spells and chatting with the cus
With a loud "Hiallo, Herman, how's t
ings?" the type of the east side s
>ugh girl" enters. Not a bad girl- 1r
nply natural and in keeping with g
e surroundings. Born on Mlurray b
.11, she would be an ingenue. k
(he dummy makes a mock attempt 9
kissing her. Her tist lands on his
ek sending him spinning, and he I
ighs coarsely and pretends he is
'Get out, you bum !" she says. "I'fl
he yer dizzy if yer come near me." 1
Len in the same breath, the incident
tirely forgotten, "Say, Herman, gim
Stwo cents' worth of starch."
he flips two pennies on the -counter,
ikes a jab at Herman as he hands t
r the package, and is about to leaveb
im she spies a basket of apples. n
'Say, Herman, gimnme an apple?" h
e picks one up and is about to bite c
'Cent apiece," says Herman. n
'Well, you won't get no cent from hi
TIl put it down."
'Ar-r, if yer put it down I'll crack
'Yes, I will."
Ehe throw's the apple back, and gets
far as the door. The temptation is
> great She comes back. takes the
pe, bites a big piece, and says defi
'Well, put it down if you want ter,
'at do I care?"
L'he apple is charged, and the inch.
at serves to strengthen rather than
eak the business relations of the
t this point the young wife comet
with a cup, and gets the mustard
mU the brown stone jar~ on the butter
Enext c'istomer, a pleasant-faced.
man of rilddle age, greets the man
ining against the barrel:
'Good morning, Mr. O'Mara, and
w's the wife and little ones? J
.ven't seen much of her lately."
'I keep her in now," says O'Mara.
'm afraid of losing her."t
Well, good citizens are scarce thest
.ys," she replies with a twinkle.
And so is good money,"' retorts t
&s the shadows of enrly evenini.
epen, Herman finds time to become
"Do they pay their bills? Tes, in
ed most of thm do Terna n eotnts
nust be settled aflislince a week
(ou see, we know all the customers
)retty well, and we only refuse per
ons who are trying to cheat us. The
>ggest trade Is In coal, potatoes,
>read, ham and milk. Most of the ham
s sold by the slice, and yet I sell about
wo cooked hams a day, and sometimes
nor. The, boniness amounts to about
2o a day-In pennies."-New York
"Ain' Fur Sale.
A ll-knwma lida IS wgano
ndas nonwei'rit In m7sttIfyIng simple
rondl'd folkm. A correspondent of the
m(atr,n Trancript writing from Wash
ngtr.n, where the leightfof-hand man
as been exhibiting his skill, tells of his
uccess In astorlshing a group of col
The magician one morning went dowt
o the market. Washington has one of
he largest and finest market-houses In
he world, and one of Its most pictur
sque features is the row of comfort
.ble negro mammies, with baskets of
ggs and vegetables, sitting outside the
>uilding, laughing, chatting and smok.
The sleight-of-hand expert, who had a
riend with him, sauntered up to one
aky-black old marketwoman with a
ipe In her mouth and a beautiful array
f fresh eggs before her. He looked at
lem and asked the price.
"Twenty-three cents, honey," an
wered mammy, "an' dese heah is fust
te aigs-de hen an' hardly done cluck
i' ober 'em yt."
"I should t c so," said he, and sa
e picked i. ne and cracked It, out
ame a quarter.
Mammy's ja'w dropped, and the pipt
"And this one-and this one seemi
retty good," carelessly remarked the
ian, cracking two more, out of which
fty-cent pieces tumbled.
le cracked half a dozen in all, and
Iammy's store of silver was increased
very time. As he walked off, followed
y a dozen pairs of beady black eyes
ith nothing but the whites showing,
mebody came up and asked the awe
tricken old marketwoman the price of
"Dese aigs an' fur sale," she an
wered, and she gathered them up in
er apron and waddled off in the direc.
on of home.
Ingenious Use of Photography.
Before the days of books, parchment.
ecame so costly that econmical schol
rs erased more or less perfectly what
ad been written, and used them a sec
nd time. In this manner some highly
iteresting and valuable manuscripts
ave been lost to the world. But in
iany cases the ancient characters are
till faintly visible.
Twice-used parchments are callet
alimpsests, and many modern scholars
ave strained their eyes in the effort to
ecipher the orginal writing.
Recently photography has been sqc
essfully applied In Germany for this
ork. The color of the faded ink of
te older writing on a palimpsest is yel
w. A photograph of such a manu
ript was made through a yellow
reen. The result was a negative on
rhich the old writing was barely dis
ernible, while the later black writing
ppeared distinctly as white letters.
Next an ordinary negative on a bro
ide plate was made, and from
his was produced a transparent pesl
Eve on which both writings appeared
ark and about equally distinct. Then
e transparency was superimposed on
e first negative, so that the dark let,
ars of the writing covered the light let
-rs, representing the same writing in
ie negative. They were thus eliminat
d, being indistinguishably raerged
rith the general dark background pro
uced by the conibination of positive
d ne~ative. But the earlier charac
rs, since they were dark in both cases,
ppeared in the combination Intensely
lack and distinct.
A Dog and His Money.
I know a fox terrier which has thor
ughly learned the value of money.
hen he gets a cent he is off with it
buy a bun at the baker's shop; and
iould no one be there, he rattles his
aoney down on the counter. He sits
uetly In the shop and eats his buni
ut or.ce he got cross because the ba
er's lad gave him a small bun for hia
enny Instead of a large one.
When the time comes for the boys to
lay at pitch and toss in the streets,
they are using coppers In the game,
e watches his opportunity and makes
f with a penny, so that his young
istress has more than once been fol
wed by boys who half whimperingly
"Please, miss, your dog's took my
oney and bought him a bun."
In such cases she used to make goo6
e loss, but now she begins to fear the
oys tempt him with small pieces of
ony-cents-and declare that' he
as taken two-cent pieces, and she de
ines to meet such suspicious claims,
iat she may teach them to be at once
iore careful, more truthful and more
onest, and not to prey on and attempt
>make profit out of the dog's vices
nd clever tricks.
EXTRcTS FROM BER DIAnY.
July 1.-Not a single man at the
otel-it is awfully, dull.
July 7.-A man came to-night, All
be girls are crazy, and the poor hotel
lerk nearly lost his wits answering
uestions. His name is Neville-the
ian's name, I mean.
July 8.-Have met Mr. Neville. He
eems quite charming.
July 12.-Mr. Neville is very atten
ive to me, to the disgust of all th6a
August 6.-Tom proposed last night
have asked him to wait until the falh
r an answer.
August 20.--Tom goes away to-dasy.
ays he will ask for an answer next
onth. He seems sanguine.
Setember 15.---Home again. Lettot
rom Mr. Neville awaiting me. Tore it
.p. Tan Budenhyphen is very atten
ie at present and more eligible.
Se~tember 2.3. --Me.t Mr. Neville Or
i 'avenue. l'retended not tos see
October 3.-We move into the coun
r nxt week. Papa has hard timee,
ud the mortgae oiu our house, held
y Neville, has been foreclosed.-Newv
Bisnrek has 103 different orders of
nighhood and :as many unmforms at
gol set un a small army.