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lv fmra far I vest to New York I Tib and I had left tVio autrwrnttr imr- ter and his vestl buled home a t ( Beanville I won't name the tstate In an Idle quest for tourmalines and amethyst, often found In that locality. A horse dealer had told us of the place, and Tib im mediately took a fancy to loiter about a. few days. It was while at Bean ville that we heard of Tanker's Mills, 12 miles back In the mountains. It was connected with the outside world largely by heart-throbs, for the rough country road evidently was construct ed while the workmen were entertain ing the delirium tremens. "It seems that at the close of the oivil war the only insane asylum in the state burned down, and that a score of the inmates in escaping the flames wandered up to Tanker's and took possession of a few deserted cabins. As the commonwealth was bedridden with debt, and as the little colony was quiet and pave no trouble the authorities decided to leave it alone to market its own garden sasg. In the settlement were several men of unusual culture, perfectly rational ex cept on some one subject, and as they controlled the weaker-minded and more perfectly crazy inhabitants, the taxpayers were glad to be rid of the whole outfit. As the years passed, the colony grew, and the individual streaks of non compos were relegated to and merged in a general plane of oddity. It became the custom when a man or woman got daffy to take them up there to board. The ruined sharks had given place to neat frame houses, and the queer people took the best of care of any sufferers from the outside world and often sent them back cured. Funny graft, eh? Tih said it was a case of similia similibus ciirantur. And, mind you, those peo ple weren't rank crazy. They averaged enough rationality to prosper and to eare for an occasionally violent voter, tint they were peculiar, eccentric, and of course every little while some one would get to telephoning to himself and cutting up didoes. " 'We are all batty on some one sub ject.' he declared to mo. 'I'm sane until it comes to shows. Another Is evenly balanced nntil it comes to north poles, and so it goes. I'll bet these simple folk are move rational than the average alderman.' "To cut across lots, we came to Tanker's at nightfall, and saw from the brow of a hill a scattering settle ment of white houses. As we entered ihe main street we observed a grocery tore, a blacksmith shop and a small hall. And what surprised us was the busy-bee activity of a crowd of men bnnrhed in front, of the village smithy's place of business. " 'What's doing, fair and merry .sirs?' accosted Tit), cheerily, in his old free-and-easy way, as we pedaled tip to the sang. "Instantly they turned, and an old man with a Chris Kringle hear1 start ed hack as though faced by a hooded cobra, and with one dramatic, lean finger pointed at us, cried. 'l?y my faith! he lifts come! It is he!' "'Odd bodkins, put him to death!' cheerfully advised an urchin, who im pressed my startled gaze as being IS feet in height. "'Odd Hooligans!' cried Tib. 'And why?" "Well, sir. the old man threw back his head and pealed out a laugh that sounded about as mellow as a rusty buzz-saw eating a rock-maple knot, and as ho chortled in unseemly glee he ejaculated. Walked into the trap! Stap my vitals, and had he called on me nt St. James, or Whitehall, 1 had not been more surprised.' "From his tone I realized, sir, that we were about as popular with them as a safety deposit vault full of sear let lever germs. Tib was impressed aTter the same fashion, for he whis pered lo me: " What's up. Hilly? Have we struck Hierti at the harvest t i mo of lunacy? Their speech savors of ye olden time and good Queen Hess, sitli it please ye.' Then he asked aloud, 'Kindly identify us, reverend sir, and then yourselves.' " 'Monmouth, 1hou wort ever a false-hearted knave, but prithee, didst think to dull my royal eyes by that disguise?' demanded the ringleader of the mental aberrations in his shrill voice. " 'N'ay. sire,' denied Tih. looking back onI to behold all escape cut off. 'And you are ?' " 'Your uncle, sirrah, King .lames!' was the stein response. "'Strike me purple, Billy!' whis pered Tib. 'but we are invaders, and if 1 recall my history rightly, Mr. .Monmouth lost his head.' " I say, old chap, this is getting tiresome,' I murmured to Tib. 'Tell vm I'm plain Hilly Campbell and a stanch supporter of the throne.' ""A Campbell!' shrieked King James. 'Ay. smite me bleeding, but I know the foul Scottish brood! Hut Argyle or Campbell, ye shall hang and change from the quick to the dead more readily than ever ye shifted aliases.' " Trohably some one has opened a ijuart bottle of pleasuroid,' murmured Tib, 'nad they are unduly excited for the minute. Anyway, if they are going to behave like this. I don't care how soon we desert them. I feel like an historical romance.' "But, sir, the minute we tried to turn we were surrounded. And what do you suppose those oddities were armed with? Pikes, sir, pikes! And that was what the smithy was busv taming out. As a rule. Tib's air of confidence would incite a cowardly pug dog to throw rocks at an elephant, but he was a bit puzzled over this situ- WA Y BRIDGET VIE WED IT A lady, wealthy and socially prom inent, once sought to break in a new Irish maid-servant by putting her at answering door. The very first day, it chanced that a certain distinguished and titled Italian gentleman called during the lady'B absence. In broken English the foreigner asked for the mistress, and, being told that she was not at home, left his card and went -way. When the lady returned she at The atlon. We'd met lots of heathens and irresponsible persons In our day, but once you realized their status you could dope out their susceptibilities and comprehend the logical trend of their intentions. But a score of Incom petents might glide from one person ality to another at any second and pluck us from one epoch only to plant us in another, and in every event would probably insist that we hold the most onery cards and be soundly spanked. " 'It's no use, Karl of Argyle, to dodge our identity,' remarked Tib to me, gravely. Then to the king, 'Yes, I am Monmouth, your dutiful nephew, come all the way from Brabant to kiss your august hand.' "The crowd of peasants jeered at this admission, and one stalwart rogue seemed determined to explore our physical systems with his long prod dor. 'Nay, nay," prohibited the king. 'Their seeming frankness shall avail them naught, but retribution must overtake them In an orderly manner. My Lord Chief Justice Jeffreys shall try them. In the meantime lay them in the tower with the spy who was captured three days ago.' "We were enamored with even this respite, for Tib declared It was an ill omen to be slaughtered in front of a prosaic blacksmith's shop, and, sur rounded by the pikemen, we were dragged to the little town hall and thrust inside. 'Hello, spy, where are you?" demanded Tib, sparring neatly to waid off any possible attack, as he endeavored to peer through the dark ness. " I .-ay. fellers, I'll admit you're all kings, Iml for heaven's sake concede I'm only a drummer from Buffalo!' begged a weak voice, and a tall, thin man. very much frightened, humbly approached us. hat in hand, and stood where the light filtered through the window and made his angular form look willowy. " 'Odds fish, but ye are petitioning the wrong court. I am only the un happy Monmouth.' groaned Tib. " Crazy as an owl!' whimpered the drummer. 'Say, king, help me to get out of this and I'll send you down the best spring-tooth harrow made." "Well, sir. Tib was so intent in trying to recall his Monmouth lines that I had to take the drummer aside and convince him of our good inten tions and sanity. But, Lord, sir! he was suspicious. He'd been cooped up for three days and was beginning to hear bees in his own belfry. But after I'd told him who was president and had named the capitals of 30 states, he agreed we might be what we didn't seem. 'For,' lie concluded, confiden tially, 'if ever I saw a trifling light glint in a man's eye it is your part ner's there.' " 'Alack a day,' muttered Tib, 'plots and more plots! Now, see here, chil dren, we've got to play our parts until the general intellect of this town clears up a bit. This head fanatic is some college professor, I guess, and he's hypnotized himself into believing for tlie moment that he's James of England. Now we must humor him or he'll never recover. So, try and inhale the same kind of dope, and at the first opening we'll leave bloody England for the quiet shores of Bean ville. Hi. you halberdier!' he cried once inquired of the new girl if any one had called while she was away. "Yis, mum," answered the girl, care lessly nodding toward the card re ceiver; "an' he left his caird." Picking up this card and perceiving the titled foreigner's name thereon, the lady became visibly agitated. "Oh, Bridget," she exclaimed, "I'm so sorry I wasn't at home when this gentleman called!" Brain Tangle at Tanker's Mills By HUGH PENDEXTER (Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowleg.) through the open window to one of the guards 'want to earn 50 cents?' "The man jabbed at us playfully with his spear and mumbled some thing about the king. " See?' cried Tib, 'the old one has led these poor incompetents Into be lieving he's king and they are his sub jects.' Then to the guard again, tak ing care to keep out of range: 'What's your name, fellow? Not your stage name, but your real name?' "The guard looked puzzled for a moment, and then replied, slowly: 'Why, 1 was always called Al Smikins, but since the king come I'm Colonel Kirke. That's me, Kirke. "'When did the king come?' soothed Tib. " 'Why, let's see. Yes, it was just before the blackness settled down,' and the guard grinned triumphantly at remembering thus much. 'Me and Jed Bufkins, him that's my Lord Chief Justice Jeffreys now, had just got back from selling some garden truck In Beanville. But I forgit. There ain't any Beanville now. It's Brabant, and this Is England. Hooray for King James! Stand back from that winder, ye poisonous critter!' and we all three leaped aside just In time to escape be ing decorated with the pike. 'And if ye git sassy I'll climb In there and larrup ye,' warned the yeoman, in con clusion. " 'Gramercy for thy courtesy,' growled Tib, rubbing his barked knuckles. 'If ever I catch ye cbasin' "BY MY FAITH! HE HAS COMEl the stag at Epping we'll have this out to a finish, my lad.' " 'Say, boss,' sobbed the drummer, 'don't talk like that when we're alone. It unhinges me. I feel myself going.' " 'A murrain take thee. Go to, thou knave!' I sneered. "'Beautiful, Billy, beautiful!' con gratulated Tib. 'Let's wear the purple while we can and play our parts to the finish. This poor varlet has sub mitted to captiivty for three days and will wind tip by waiting on a foolish counter for life. Now, sirrah, hark ye. We leave this place to-night. If ye ever want to see Brabant again, silence!' " 'How are we to work it, Tib?' I in quired; for the quaintness of our peril was getting into my bones. " 'I'm Monmouth until we get back to Bean-Brabant,' reminded Tib, sim ply. 'Well, earl, I shall try to start a revolution.' "As he said this a hearty hammer ing caused us to creep to the window on the other side of the building and steal a peep. And what do you think, sir? Why, those poor, hard-hearted idiots were building a gibbet! It sim ply swept the drummer off his feet. 'Oh, Monmouth,' he wailed, 'save this one fool! What an idiot I was, with all' the United States to live in, that I had to come down here to be slaugh tered by a counterfeit!' " 'Well, well,' murmured Tib, purs ing up his Hps and drawing up his rotund form. 'This does look kind of serious. We must get word to Bean ville, yet the guards won't allow one of us to slip through the window and there's no one to carry a message. Odd situation, isn't it?' " 'I say, you fellers I mean, Mon mouth,' called out the guard, poking his head into the window 'King James has just broken up his council "Sure," was the disdainful reply, "an' ye didn't miss anything, mum!" Her mistress stared at her in amaze ment. "Bridget, what do you mean?" "Th' dago didn't have his hand or gan wid 'ira!" Illustrated Sunday Magazine. A Mixture of Terms. "Miss Jones does lovely things in burnt wood." t "I heard she was a great pyro manlac." Baltimore American. mem and they decided the spy can live, as he warned us of your coming.' '"Hooray!" shouted the drummer, with a vulgar display of enthusiasm. " 'Shut up!' growled Tib. 'So you foretold our coming, eh?' "'Sure; had to, to save my hide,' grinned the drummer, happily. 'Of course it was only con on my part, but luckily It worked out all hunkey. All's well that ends well, you know.' " 'You needn't be so devilish gay over It,' snapped Tib, 'or you'll find it's sad work to double-cross even the pretender.' " 'Oh, come now,' whined the drum mer, 'you fellers wouldn't spike a poor man's game! Don't you see, just as soon as I get to Beanville I'll catch a constable and come back and rescue you both.' " 'No ye won't,' chuckled the guard, whom we'd forgotten. 'Cause King James says ye can't go till after they've been executed, whatever that means for danged if I do. And before ye go, we're going to brand the word "traitor" on your brow.' "Well, that doubled the drummer all up. He tried to bribe the guard to run up to the corner store and beg the king to modify the sentence. Tl give two dollars if you'll get him to change his mind and brand me on the leg or In the newspapers,' he offered, hyster ically. '"Odds tomatoes!' I whispered to Tib, 'but we must leave here in very sooth,' IT IS HE." "Then what was becoming an ex tremely unlovely situation, with the busy hammers clanging away on the gibbet and the tall Jasper at the win dow trying to make gimlets in our legs with his pike, was given a new direction by a lusty shout at the front door and the sound of a voice crying: 'Hooray! A Monmouth! A Monmouth!' And then the portal was cast down and my Lord Ezra Somebody bawled forth: 'Hello, folkses. Where be ye?' " 'And come ye in peace here, or come ye in war?' demanded Tib, while the drummer shuddered and protested that our visitors were as welcome as burglars. " 'We're friendly. Hooray for Mon mouth!' cried the rabble. " 'Let the portcullis fall and enter,' invited Tib. Then to me: 'Don't you see, we're rescued. When the leading fay hypnotized this weak-minded chorus into viewing him as his majes ty King James, he necessarily supplied the whole suggestion; that Is, the suggestion of a Monmouth, eke our re ception. The last Implied a handful of supporters, and now we'll leave this dungeon, raise the west, and the in sane equation is completed. James has created a Frankenstein that will devour him.' " 'Say, I knew a feller once named Fleckenstein. He traveled ' began the drummer, eagerly but 'Hist, vas sal,' commanded one of the newcom ers, and he histed. "The floor grew warm under our prancing feet a3 we hurried to leave the hall. The halberdier leaned in the window, and, eyeing us curiously, cried: 'Ye didn't git out by th' winder, did ye? I was told ter guard it, and, by gum, I- have!' But he made no move to stop our passing through the door, and Tib swore he was a man TOBACCO Of 331 men in the present freshmen classes at Yale, 152 use tobacco in some form. Dr. F. J. Born, medical as sistant in the university gymnasium, compiled the figures. He found that 54 freshmen use a pipe only, seven smoke cigarettes only, five nothing but cigars, 25 use pipes and cigarettes, nine smoke pipes and cigars, and 52 use1 pipes, cigarettes and cigars. with a heart In his bosom. On the other side of the keep the volunteer cabinet makers kept pounding away at the gibbet and recked us not, although one blur whistled with sinister shrill ness, 'Let Erin Remember.' "Our new captors numbered about a dozen and watched us keenly, al though accepting Tib as their master. For when we tried to say good-night and sneak away after our wheels they caused us to hesitate and informed us we would be piked to death If we made another break. 'We've left our hoein' to stand by ye, an' don't ye dast to caper any,' warned one. " T trow we shall not part In scorn,' assured Tib. "'Then let that tall feller stop his ranlin',' remonstrated another. " 'Beshrew me,' groaned the drum mer, keeping close to us; 'but say, fel lers, this Isn't real, Is it? I'm still traveling for the Buffalo house, ain't I?' " T don't know why we took any body besides Monmouth fer," declared the leader, stopping short and eying us evilly. 'Before this queer spell come on I don't remember as we had any call ter rescue anybody but Mori mouth.' " 'Let's kill th' other two,' suggested a corn-haired boy, cheerfully. "'Hold!' roared Tib. 'These two men we all wot of are leal and true. Who touches a hair of their gray heads ' " lI snum, but ye' re touchy, I guess!' broke in the corn-haired youth. 'I only want ter do what's right. If ye don't want 'em killed, say so. I didn't think 'twould make no difference. I'm sartin no one would miss either on 'em.' "We were now clear of the main street and apparently leaving the set tlement. I had an idea of dodging into the bushes and escaping, but Tib whis pered we would accomplish nothing except to alienate our few faithful followers. 'Taunton will receive us warmly,' he added, and I suddered. He said it so earnestly that I feared his Intellect was looping the loop, and I'm sure the drummer felt the noose. Then our adopted parents quickened the pace and conversation was killed by the high hill we now began to climb. It seemed as if we'd been on that hill for years. In pausing to look back on the lights of the village it seemed as if cries of rage were fret ting the balmy summer night, and I could hear the drummer's teeth clink ing like pebbles in a tin can. " 'Marry, come up,' quoth Tib at last; 'whence are we hencing?' And in the moonlight I saw the old fellow was mopping the sweat from his round face. " ' Can't we call on the overseer of the poor, or at a drug store, and get a bite to eat?' moaned the drummer. 'I have had naught, fair sirs ' "'Good form!' cried Tib, approving ly. " 'Oh, I'm going fast,' whimpered the drummer. 'It seems real to me now, and if I only had a hooded hawk, or a baldric, I'd be doing a huntsman's stunt. But, honest, fellers, I've had nothing in my stomach but rain water for three days. And I had to steal that out of a barrel by the window when the archers were playing horse shoe on the green. I could eat a mustard plaster or a coat of arms.' "I suggested that we stop and rest, and the guards for a wonder were willing. I could see, too, they were uneasy. Tib said it was because they didn't know what to do next, being re moved from the zone of the king's in fluence. I reckon he hit it right, for the corn boy swore he was going back and ask his majesty for further in structions. By this time the drummer had gone light-headed and persisted in reciting 'The Wreck of the Hesperus.' Tib augmented the corn boy's declara- "I Say Fellers, I'll Admit You're All Kings." tion by announcing: 'Catifs, we'll all go back and hunt up the king. We'll keep him with us, so we'll always know just what to do.' "But we mustn't hurt him,' expostu lated one. 'Old Freeman Hucky is one of the best old souls In Tanker's Mills. Lord! Where'd I get that name? Sounds mighty familiar, too.' And the last was in deep perplexity. "'Say, fellers, can't we break into one of those barns and git some oats to eat?' babbled the drummer. 'A dish AT YALE Of the 152 men, 113 began at pre paratory school to smoke and 12 others began before then, so that 82 per cent of the smokers started be fore they went to college. Last year in the freshmen classes at Yale there were 147 smokers, of whom 77 per cent, began at preparatory school. From these figures Dr. Born feels himself justified in making the statement that the majority of smokers of nice, clean oats would look mighty good to me.' " 'Ye varmint!' cried Corn Hair; 'if ye don't shut up I II use th' goad on ye. I tell ye, boys, we're all goin' ter feel sorry if we don't kill this chap. Th' king said we'd got ter kill some body.' But Tib and I pacified him and explained there was no gain in slaying an insect, and at last we were march ing towards the village. " 'It's time to duck,' I whispered to Tib. "'Let's first get a whack at King James,' he pleaded. 'And, Billy, what if we catch him and lock him up? And Down the Steep Hill Wo Sped. Won't that make me ruler of Tanker's Mills? We'd be so cut off from inter ference that probably we could run this place as a monarchy all summer. And do you know, I've always hank ered to wear the purple.' " 'Not for a gold mine,' I objected, now fearing that his dreams of empire would cause him to cut up. For I knew that he would just like to sway the scepter over Tanker's Mills, despite the fact that a despotism with in the United States is Incongruous. " 'I'm going to pause long enough to devour that pump,' interrupted the drummer, now walking like a drunken man. "We were entering the village at the time, and only Corn Hair's promise to assassinate him held him to the path. Then, whom should we meet, practical ly unattended, but King James him self. 'Out on thee, arrant knave!' he cried, on beholding Monmouth. 'Ho, warden! ho men at arms! Hither, I command thee!' " 'Not on your life!' howled the drummer, coming to his senses and clapping his soft hat over his majes ty's mouth. " 'Hold him,' cried Tib, in a low voice, applying his handkerchief to the august arms and thus reversing history. 'Now, march him quietly to the town hall.' " 'Say, fellers, don't ye dare hurt Freeman Hucky,' warned one of the guards, as with poor grace they al lowed us to drag the old man along. Several of them also incited gay feel ings by producing coarse-looking jack knives. " 'No harm shall befall a single whisker in his venerable beard, gentle sirs,' vouchsafed Tib, straining his eyes to catch a glimpse of the much-prayed-for bikes. "Our insurgents then burst Into a song of abuse and threw down their cartel of defiance, and said they were tired of a fat old Monmouth and that they would change allegiance and aid King James' followers in executing us on the now-finished gibbet. By this time we were close to the little hall, and in the bright moonlight could ad mire every detail of the clumsy yet businesslike-looking gallows. What added to our fear was the sound of shouting in the hall, where, through the lighted windows, we beheld a mot ley group of scamps, dancing and wav ing home-made weapons. But just then, like a beacon-light to the hope less mariner, we caught the friendly twinkle of our bikes' frames, and with one accord we pushed the king against the deserters and, as they tumbled and romped on the ground, we bent our hot footsteps towards the goal. "In a second, it seemed, the hajl had disgorged more enemies, and the whole pack were after us as we gained our perambulators and tried to hop the saddles. " 'Where do I come in, Monmouth?' howled the drummer. "'Lord, if we haven't forgotten the spy!' cried Tib. 'Here, Sliver, jump up behind me. Nay, choke me not en tirely with thy caresses. Now, hang tight and steal away.' "And down the steep hill into the black shadows we sped, with a fren zied mob of King James' men in fear some pursuit. When we reached the level and began climbing the next hill they all but had us. But just as they would have gathered us to their bosom we reached the crest and slid from view. And the way the drummer clung to Tib would cause the champion trick cyclist to blush for Inability. "And so we left them in all their glory and made Beanville in safety. And what do you think, sir! When we'd lodged complaint, and a posse of constables had gone over to Tanker's to straighten out the general brain tangle, they found no trace of the King James germ. But instead old Freeman Hucky was in the midst of the belief that he was an algebraic equation that would never be solved if he kept perfectly quiet. And as he didn't wish to be solved. Tanker's was the most peaceful place on the map, and, so far as I know, has never met with royalty since the time Tib and I joggled the throne." begin before entering college, in spite of popular opinion. There is no men tion of chewers. Hydrophobia Plus. A little girl came running to tell about a mad dog she had seen. "We saw a mad dog!" she gasped, but the words seemed too tame to do justice to the situation. "Oh, he was mad! mad!" she added, frowning and pump ing her fists. "He was furious!" Harper's Weekly. , ,,'it. RESPONDS TO REAPER'S CAU WILLIAM J. BRYAN, OF THE EVER GLADE STATE, Passes Away at Hospital In Washing ton Was Youngest Member of the Upper House. Washington, March 23. William James Bryan, Jr., United States sena tor from Florida, died In the the Prov idence hospital soon after 8 o'clock Sunday morning. Senator Bryan had been seriously ill for five weeks oi tvphoid fever, and on several occa sions his life has been despaired of but each time he rallied in a mannei which won the admiration of all whe knew him and led his relatives to hope that, he would recover. Senator Bryan was only 31 years oi age, and with the exception of Henry Clay was the youngest man ever sent to the senate. He was appointed on December 2fi, last year, by Gov. Bro ward, of Florida, to fill the vacancy caused by the death of Senator Mai lory, and took his seat January 9 last. He is the seventh senator to pass away binee the adjournment of the fifty ninth congress, and is the fifth to die 6ince congress convened, on Decembei 3. Of these seven six were from south ern states. Senator Proctor, Vermont, being the exception. Senator Bryan's body will be taken to his late home in Jacksonville early Monday, accompanied by a committee of senators and his widow. His death will be announced formally as soon as the senate convenes Monday by Sen ator Clay, of Georgia, and an adjourn ment will be taken at once. Particular attention Is attracted to the death of Senator Bryan in view oi the fact that, as the youngest senator, he died within a few days after the death of Senator William Pinckney Whyte, of Maryland, the oldest mem ber of the senate. Further, Senator Whyte's death last Tuesday night made it necessary for Senator LaFoI- lette to delay the completion of his speech against the Aldrich emergency currency bill over one day, and as Sen ator LaFollotte was to have finished his speech Monday he will be compell ed to delay another day, because oi Senator Bryan's death. TELEGRAM SENT BY DRUGGIST Caught Brady Just in Time To Save His Life. Utica, N. Y., March 23. William Brady, a passenger traveling over the Mohawk and Malone division of the New York Central from Montreal to New York city, was stopped barely in time from taking a poison given through mistake by a Montreal drug gist. Brady has the telegraph to thank for escaping death. Shortly before the train left Mon treal Brady entered a drug store and requested that a prescription he had be compounded in a hurry, as he was about, to leave the city. Soon after Brady had left the store with his med icine the druggist discovered that he had by mistake used a deadly drug In compounding the mixture. The drug gist, thoroughly frightened, rushed to the Bonavonture station, and not know ing Brady's destination, or the train he left on, sent messages to several stations on the Grand Trunk and other roads, informing the man of the mis take which had been made. One of these messages was sent to Tupper Lake, in the Adirondacks, and as the train stopped at that station the telegraph operator jumped on board and called Brady's name. Brady was p.t that moment standing at the water tank preparing- to take the medicine. The mistake was explained and the medicine thrown away. Awful Toll Paid By Fishermen. Boston, March 23. A review of the marine casualties of the coast of New England and British North America during the fall and winter season just ended shows that about 350 lives were lest. Of this number 251 persons per ished in the wrecks of 10 vessels be longing to the French fishing fleet, of St. Pierre, Miquelon, last fall. These vessels foundered in heavy gales, which swept the Grand Banks. About 5 Newfoundland fishermen were also lest in these storms. Foui Days At San Diego. San Diego, Cal., March 23. A wire less message received by Mayor For ward from Rr. Adm. Evans definitely fixes the time of the arrival and de parture of the battleship fleet. The fleet will arrive at San Diego at 2:30 o'clock the afternoon of Tuesday, April 14, and will leave at G:30 o'clock the evening of Saturday, April 18. $75,000 Blaze. Norfolk, Va., March 23. Fire broke out in the wholesale grocery of the Four Co., wrecking the establishment, gutting the clothing store of Saks & Co. and damaging the exc hange of the Southern States Tf Jephone and stocks of E. H. Meeks & Co., electricians, and L. P. Roberts & Co., grocers. Loss $75,000. Killed By Express Train. Philadelphia, March 23. The body of William E. McLean, aged 22, a grad uate of Princeton university and once prominent in religious and athletic circles there, was found on the Penn sylvania railroad tracks here. He hau been run down by an express. Alaska Miners Strike. Juneau, Alaska, March 23. At a spe cial meeting of Douglass Island local. No. 109, Western Federation of Miners, a general strika was called, and no tices sent out ordering union men and union sympathizers to stay away. Village Partly Destroyed. ' Alton, 111., March 23. The Valley ho tel at Grafton, 111., and residences and' business houses in its vicinity were de stroyed by fire, after a desperate fight was made by the townspeople to save the business center of the village. The loss is estimated at $50,000. Receives Merit Medal. Washington, March 23. The Frank lin institute of Philadelphia has award ed the Edward Longstreth medal of merit t,o Dr. Elerton S. Cushman tor his res arches on th subject of the Mr melon of iron.