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THE REPUBLIC: SUNDAY. JUNE 1, 1902.
V T ; f ! i LADY GURZ ON r?nro 11.101 n Deht f state. $ L) I L !I III Ul I'Greto St7Ics ani Makes or j JLXTLD illUIlT '; Breads Coloalal-Social Customs. III - aife . aHssssM&sg? It TBIMHMiBV TBBHBBMBWUrr,A'XTB rJ . fc J'L'rf.AVr USi'ttXfXf r w v xMJH.'M. v 'SiiliKo&v&raE' I!v5rJSHsssBKI?3aS I J5 yw s X LADY MARY, WIFE OP SIR GEORGE CURZON. WRITTEN FOR TUB BT7NDAT REPUBLIC. When Bood Queen Victoria appointed the Honorable Nathaniel Curzon, -whose title Is Baron Curzon of Kedleston, to the ex alted post of Viceroy of India, she little thought, or know, or predicted, or ven tured to Imagine the proud estate to which the position would be raised. The Viceroy Is the Vice K!n, the man who acts for tho ruler and In the place of the ruler. Etiquette demands that he be treated precisely as though he were the relgnlns ruler of Great Britain. Ills wife becomes the Vice Relne, the Vice Queen, tho woman who represents her sov ereign In India. When Lord and Lady Curzon went to say farewell to their aeed sovereign before de parting for the Government House, Calcut ta, her late Majesty grasped Lady Curzon by the hand and whispered a few words to her. What they were no one to this day knows, but from Lady Curzon-s mysterious manner It was supposed that the Queen had re quested her to maintain the state and re establish the elegance which had once characterized the Viceregal Lodse-and which should do so again. JUKe-ana At all events. Lady Curzon has done this- .i hal,n,,ted that 8h8 be treaed as though she were Queen of England, and that other people rise at her coming and tand when she departs. aSH ?0f .mamtaInd rigid decorum In ?.?. ?! "0t onIy cIotned heir er rantly, tut has established a supervision over the dress of her guests. ffij to a great way that exercised by the Court Chamberlain In London. Never Relaxes the Ceremony Sbe Deems Necessary. Lady Curzon has maintained a magnifi cent retinue of servants, and has had them always on duty. Just as though she were living at Windsor. Not once has she re laxed In the ceremony which she consid ered fit, and through criticism and admira tion she has gone right on Just the same Indy Curzon was born Mary Virglnli Loiter of Chlcaso. She went to Wahliigton frequently, and later lived there, and wns a particular friend of Mrs. Grover Cleve land, with whom she as the women ex press It "cot along well." Gifted nlth great beauty and with a figure that absolutely defied criticism. he soon became a great catch, and of sultor3 she had many. Fortuno hunters are fond of nrettv clrlt with prosperous papas, and Mary Leiter could have married many times during her Washington career. But she did not want a man with money. Bho did not care for a man with a title. She had no fondness for dudes or good looks. She scorned the society man as she found htm. She thought It very silly to flirt and dance and do nothtng. She thought scholars a bore and idlers worse. She did not particularly fancy statesmen. ana am not UKe politicians at all. She discovered George Curzon, an ambi tious, hard-working young fellow, off In London. A man with a titled father and with a fine generation of grandfathers back ct him: a man who could talk or wo could keep still, a clean, manly fellow. He had no morey to speak of and, as for position, well, he was an Undersecretary of Foreign Affairs. A position that may mean a great deal or nothing at all. George Curzon :t Clean, Manly Fellow. To Mary I.elter It meant nothing nt all. Tho only thing that counted was the fact that she was in love with George Curzon. and that h was In love with her So they were married After a honeymoon they went to London to live, and the pretty American girl made a discovery. She had married a man of brains, a man who could make money, a man who could be a dude in the evening and a worker In the daytime She had found a man who cpcmcd able to combine all the good quali ties, without being a bore, and who was liked by everjbody from his sovereign down to the page and the little messengers of the Foreign OHIce. Then came a title Gforge Curzon was created Baron Curzon of ICedleston. Then came advancement. And, Anally, all In a brief space, after one honor had been piled upon another, there came the appoint ment to the magnificent post in India. When George Curzon sat down and summed It up ho found that he was the vouncMt Virprrtv ttint hud vp tii.in an She Wanted a man She WOUld love and t nnlntori tn Tndfn. thnt h vm hm mnat the did not care where she found him. youthful, of England's high statesmen; that he had a big work before him, and that he must stir himself vigorously to fulfill It. Equal to the Demands of Her Position. Lady Curzon, with all the aplomb of the American girl, learned the duties of her new position and gathered together her forces, which consisted of an army of Eng lish servants and a shipload of trunks. She decided to rule in state, and let all the world know it. As for the new Viceroy, he determined that all the wars In India should cease, tne famines be checked, the ignorance be lightened, and tho state of the country lra pro ed. How he succeeded, his King knows, and that he will be rewarded there Is not much doubt. Lady Curzon has kept her beauty. She has kept her ncure. And the story Is that she has kept her fortune. Though dowered with a gold spoon and a bank account, phe has never had occasion to wear out tho one or overtax the latter. Her private In come has remained her private income, and bankruptcies, embarrassments and kindred disturbances have not touched her new life. So, with a good fleure. with a pretty face, with a fortune and with education, not for getting a lot of good Western sense, this daughter of Illinois did it all. She married the man she loved and found him almost a King: she took him with nothing, and found he had everything. She went to live In a modest home, and found herself In a viceregal palace. She went to live the life of an honest British matron and found herself placed upon a pedestal. She found she had to set the social laws of the country Into which she had gone as a humble little American fflrl. TIP palgn, and the National Campaign Commit tee, of which ho was a member, ordered a million copies of It printed for distribution amon? the negroes. V t When Lowell and Harris reached Boston and as they parted at the depot. Harris said; "Will you be at homo to-morrow, Mr. Lowell?" "Yes, whyr "I would like to talk with you In tha mornlns on a matter of grave importance. May I call at 9 o'clock r "Certainly. Come right into the library. Tou'll And mo there, George." Seated In tho library next morning Har ris was nervous and embarrassed. Jloir.ado two or tbrea attempts to begin tho sub ject, but turned aside with some unimpor tant remark. "WelL George, what Is the problem that makes you so grave thU morning?" asked Lowell, with kindly patronage. Harris felt that his hour hid come, and he must face It. He leaned forward In his chair and looked steadily down at tha rug, while he clasped both his hands firmly across his lap and spoke with great rapidity; "Mr. Lowell, I wish to say to you that you hava taught me the greatest faith of Ufa In my fellow-man without which thero can be no faith in God. What I have suf fered as a man as I have come In contact with tho brutality with which my race U almost universally treated, God only can ever know. "The culture. I hava received has simply multiplied a thousandfold my capacity to uffer. But for tha Inspiration of your man hood I would hava ended my life in the river. In you I saw a great light. I saw a man really made In the Image of God, with mind and soul trained, with head erect, scorning th weak prejudices of casts, which dare to call the Image of God clean or unclean In passion or pride. "I lifted up my head and said, "One such man redeems a world from hopeless In famy. It's worth wnllo to live In a world honored by one such man, for ho Is the prophecy of more to come ' " He paused a moim-nt, fidgeted with a Jlece of paper he had plcktd up from tha table and seemed at a lots for a word. It never dawned on Lowell what ha was driving at. Ha supposed, as a matter of course, he was refening to his great speeches and was going to ask for soma promotion In a governmental department at Washington. "I'm proud to have been such an Inspira tion to you, George. You know how much I think of you. What U on jour mind?" he asked at length. "I have hidden it from every human eye, sir; I am afraid to breath It aloud alone. I have only tried to sing It In song In an Impersonal way. Your wonderful words of late have emboldened me to speak. It Is this: I am madly, desperately la love with your daughter." Lowell sprang to his feet as though a bolt of llehtninc had suddenly shot down his backbone. Ha glared at the negro with wide dilated eyes and heaving breath, as though he had been transformed Into a leopard or tiger and was about to spring at his throat. Before answering, and with a gesture jommanding silence, he walked rapidly to the library door and closed It. "And 1 have come to afk ou," continued Harris, Ignoring his gesture, "if I may pay my addresses to her with your consent." "Harris, this Is crazy nonsense. Such an Idea Is preposterous. I am amazed that it should ever have entered our head. Let this be the end of It here and now. If you have any desire to retain my friendship. Lowell said this wltn a scovw, mm mi emphasis of Indicnant rising inflection. The negro seemed stunned by this swift blow in his very teeth, that seemed to place him outside tho pal of a human being. "Why Is such a hope unreasonable, sir, to a man of your scientific mind?" "It is a question of taste," snapped Lowell. "Am I not a graduate of the same uni versity with you' Did I not Htana as niBn. and, age for age, am I not your equal In culture?" "Granted. Nevertheless, J on are a negro, and I do not desi-e the infusion of our blood In my family." "But I have more of white than negro blood, sir." "So much the worse. It is the marl: of shame." "But it Is the one drop of negro blood nt which your taste revolts. Is It not?" "To be frank, it if " "Why Is It an unpardonable sin In me tnnt my ancestors vcri born under tropic skies whero s-kin and hair vv re tanned and curled to suit the sun's fierce raysT' "All tropic races are not negroes, and your race has characteristics apart ifrom accidents of climate th-it make It unique In the annals of man." rejoined Lowell. "And jet jou demand perfect equality of man with man. absolutely In form and suo s'ance. without reservation or :-ub:erfuge!" "Yes. political equality " "Politics Is but a secondary phenomenon of society. ou f"3'1' absolute equality." pro tested HarrK "The question you broach Is a question of tat-te. and the deeper social instinct of racial purity and self pre-er, atlon. I care not what jour culture, or jour genius, or jour position. I do not deire, end will not permit, a mixture of negro blood In my family. The Idea Is nauseating, and to my daughter it would be repulsive bevond tho power of words to express It!" I And yet. pleaded Harris, "you Invited used me In your appeal to your constituents, and now when I daro ask the privilege of seeking 'her hand In honorable marrlase. you, the scholar, patriot, statesman and philosopher of equality and Democracy, slam the door In my faco and tell me that I am a negro! Is this fair or manly?" "I fall to see Its unfairness." "Politics Is but x manifestation of society. Society rests on the family. The family Is tho unit of civilization. Tha right to love and wed whera one loves is the badge of fellowship In the order of humanity. Tha man who Is denied tho right In any society is not a member of it. Ha is outside any manifestation of its essential life. You had as well talk about the importance of clothes for a dead man as political right for such a pariah. You have classed him with the beasts of tho field. As a human unit he docs not exist for you." "Harris, it Is utterly useless to argue a point Ilka this," Lowell Interrupted, coldly. "This must be the end of our acquaintance. You must not enter my house again." "My God, sir, jou can't kick m out of your home like this when jou brought me to It, and made it an Issue of life or death!" "I tell you again you are crazy. I have brought you here asainst her wishes. She left the houe with her friend this morning to avoid seeing vou. Your presence has al ways been repulsive to her, and with me It has been a political study, not a social pleasure." "I bes for only a desperate chance to overcome this feeling Surely a man tf your profound learning nnd genius cannot sympathize with such prejudices?" "I decline to discuss the question any further." "I can't give up without a struggle!" the negro cried, with desperation. Lowell arose with a gesture of impatience. "Now you are getting to be simply a nuisance. To be perfectly plain with you. I haven't the slightest desire that my fam.ly with it3 proud record of a thousand jears of history and achievement, shall end In this stately old house In a brood of mulatto brats!" Harris winced and sprang to his feet, trembling with passion. "I see." ha sneered, "tho soul of Simon Legree has at last be come tho soul of the nation! The South expresses the same luminous truth with a little moro clumsy brutality. But their way Is. after all, more merciful. Tho human body becomes unconscious at the touch of an oil-fed flame In sixty seconds. Y'our methods are more refined and a thousand times moro hellish in cruelty. You have trained my ears to hear, eyes to see, hands to touch and heart to feel that you might torture with the denial of every cry of body and soul and roast me In the flames of ImposslDlo desires for time and eternity!" "That will do now. There's the door!" thundered Lowell, with a gesture of stern emphasis. "If jou wero able to win her consent, a thing unthinkable, I would do what old i Virginius did In the Roman Forum, kill her with my own hand, rather than see her sink In your arms Into the black waters of a negroid life! Now go!" CHAPTER V. The BTevv Simon Legree. Harris immediately resigned his office In tho Custom-house, which he owed to Lowell, and bepan a search for emploj-ment. "I will not ba a pensioner of a govern ment of hj-pocrltes and liars," he exclaimed as he sealed his letter of resignation. And then began his weary tramp In search of work. Day after day, week after week, he got the same answer an em phatic refusal. The only thing open to a negro nan a position as porter, or boot black, or waiter In second-rate hotels and restaurants, or In domestic service as ccach man, butler or footman He was no moro fitted for these places than ha was to liva with his head under water. "I will blow my brains out before I will prostitute my intelleet and my conscious ness of free manhood by such degrading as sociates and such menial service!" ho de clared with sullen furj. At last ha determined to lay aside his prlda and education and learn a manual trade. He found every door closed in his face. Not a labor union would allow him to enter Us ranks. He mr.r.iged to earn a few dollars at odd Job3 and went to New York. Here he was treated with greater brutality than In Eos- ton. At last he got a position in a big clothing factory. He was so bright In color that the manager never suspected for a moment that he was a negro, as he was accustomed to emplojir.g swarthy Jews from Poland and Russia. When Harris entered the factory the em ploye!, discovered within an hour his color, laid down their work, and walked out on a strike until he was removed. He again tried to break Into a labor union and get the protection of Its consti tution and laws. He managed at last to I make the acquaintance of a labor leader who had been a Quaker preacher, and was elated to discover that his name was Hugh Halliiiay, and that he was a son of one of tho Hallldays who had assisted In the rrscue of his mother and father from slavery. He told Halllday his history and begged his Intercession with tha labor union. "I'll try for you, Harris," he said, "but It's a doubtful experiment. The men fear the negro as a pesUIence. They say ha lacks the senso of solidarity, has no In itiative or self-rellanca and must be held up by the stronger race at a. time when they can't hold themselves up." "Do tha best you can for me. I must hav bread. I only ask a man's chance," answered Harris. Halllday proposed his me to jour home, introduced me to j'our i answered Hams. Halllday proposed nis daughter, seated me at jour table, and ! name, and backed It up with" a strong per sonal Indorsement, gava a brief sketch ci his culture and accomplishments and asked that be be allowed to learn the bricklay er's trade. When his name came up before the Brlel-laj-ers' Union, and It was announced that he was a negro. It precipitated a debate o such fury that it threatened to develop fa- to a not. Halllday took him on a round of visits to big mills In a populous manufacturing cltjj across In New Jersey. "These mills are all owned by Simon Le gree," ho informed Harris, "and the unlona have been crushed out of them by methods of which he is past master. I don't know, but k may be possible to get you In there." They tried a half dozen mills In vain, and at last thej met a foreman who knew; Halllday who consented to hear his plea. "You are fooling away j-ojr time and thla man's time, Halllday," he told him la a friendly waj-. "I'd cut my right arm oft sooner than take a negro in these mills, and precipitate a strike." "But would a strike occur with no union organization?" "Yes, Jn a. minute. Y'ou know Simon Le gree, v.ho owns these mil's. If a disturbance occurred here now the old devil wouldn't hesitate to close every mill next daj- and beggar M.uOO people." "Why would he do such a stupid thing'" "Juit to show tha bruto power of hut two millions of dollars over tha human body. The awful power In that brute's bands, represented in that money. Is some thing appalling. Before the war he cracked a blacksnaku whip over the backs of a, handful of negroe... Now lock at him. la his black silk hat and faultless dress. With his millions he can commit any and every, crime In the catal' .guo from theft to murJefl with lmpunltj-. Ilfs power is greater than a monarch. Ho controls Sects of ships, mines and mills, and has under his em ploy a hundred thousand men. Their fami lies and associates m-ike a population of a million. He buys Judges, juries, legisla tures and Governors, and with one stroka of hi3 pen to-day he can besgar a million people. He can equip an armj- of hirelings, mako peaco or war on his own account, or force the Government to do It for him. He has neither faith in God nor fear of tho devil. He regards all men as his enemies and all women his came." "They say lie used to haunt the New Or leans slave inarxet when he was young and owned his Red River farm, occasion ally spending his last dollar to buy a hand some negro girl who took his fancy. "Look at him now. with his bloated face, beastly Jaw and coarsa lips. Ha walks tha streets with his lecherous eyes twinkllnj like a snake's and saliva trlcklinjr from tha corners of his moutb.practically monarch 08 all he surveys. He selects his victims at I1I3 own sweet will, and with his army OS hirelings to do his bidding, backed by his millions, he lives a charmed life In a round of daily crime. "How many llvc3 ha has blasted amomf the population of over a. million souls da pendent on him for bread. God only knows. It Is said ha has murdered tha souls of SCO Innocent girls In thesa mlllsi ' "Surely that Is an exaggeration," broke la Halllday. "On the other hand. I believe 500 nearer tha truth. I tell j-ou. no human mind can conceive tho awful bruta power over tha human body his millions hold under our present conditions of life." Thero was a tinge of deep personal bit terness In thTnan's words that held HalB day In a spell while ha continued: "Under our present conditions men an4 women must fight one another like beasts for food and shelter. Tho wildest dreams ot lust and cruelty under tha old system of Southern slavery would be laughed at by this modern master." Ha paused a moment In painful reverie. "There lies bis big yacht In the harbor now. She is just In from a crulsa In th Orient She cost a million dollars and car ries a crew of 50Q. Over 800 of them ar beautiful girls hired at fancy wages con nected with the stewardess's department. She ships a new crew every trip. Not oaa of those young faces Is ever lifted again, among their friends." He paused again, and i tear coursed dowa his face. "I confess I am bitter. I loved one ot thote girls once when I was j-ounger. Sh was a mere child of 17." His volco broke. "Yes. she came back shattered In hoalta and ruined. I am supporting her now at s quiet country place. She Is dying "Think of the farce of It alir he contlai ' ued passionately. "The picture of that brute with. A TJ?i!g In his hand beating a negro caused the most terrible war In tha history of the world. Three millions of men flew at aaj tether's throats, and for four year fouxht like demons. A million men and six bfllloqa of dollars' worth of property were d stroj-cd. "He was a poor harmless fool then, beats ing his own faithful slave to death. Cora pare that Legree with the one of to-flxx, and you compare a mere stupid man witti ft prince of hell. But does this fiend excftl tha wrath of tho righteonsT Far from U. His very name Is whispered in admliiBS awe by millions. Ha boasts that s. hundred; proud mothers strip their daughters to tha limit of police law at every social ronetJoa ha honors with his presence, and offer to sell him their own flesh and blood for the, paltry consideration of a life Interest ta cne-thlrd of his estate I And he laughs at tbem aU. His name Is m&slcl CoyjTlxht, Ilea, by Seabledajv, Txi A Comjitny, (To be continued next Sunday) MARY MANNERINGandKYRLE BELLEW IN "THE LADY OF LYONS." F- 99 A Story of Reconstruction I uija in hie ouuuii BY THOMAS DIXON, JR. Dioiaaaoiaoniioio CHAPTER Hi-Continued. He struck the match and Dick uttered a ecream. As Hose leaned forward with his match Gaston knocked him down, and a dozen stalwart men were upon him in a moment. "Knock the fool in the head!" one shouted. "Pin his arms behind him!" said another. Some one quickly pinioned his arms with a cord. He stood In helpless rage and pity, and as he saw the match applied bowed his head and burst Into tears. He looked up at the silent crowd stand ing there like voiceless ghosts with re newed wonder at the meaning of it. Under the glaro of the light and the tears the crowd seemed to melt Into a great crawling, swaying creature, half reptile half beast, half dragon, half man, with a thousand legs and a thousand eyes, and ten thousand gleaming teeth, and with no ear to hear and no heart to pity! All they would grant him was the privi lege of gathering Dick's ashes and charred bones for burial. The morning- following' the lynching, the Preacher hurried to Tom Camp's to see how he was bearing the strain. His door was wide open, tha bureau draw ers pulled out, ransacked, and some of their contents were ljing- on the floor. "Poor old fellow, I'm afraid he's gone crazy!" exclaimed the preacher. He hurried wo ceraewry. -inere no found Tom at the newly made erave. He had worked through the night and dug the grave open with his bare hands and pulled the coffin up out of the ground. He had broken his finger nails all oft trying to open St and his fingers were bleeding. At last he had given up the effort to open the coffin, sat down beside It. and was arranging her toys he bad made for her beside the box. He had brought a lot of her clothing, a pair of little shoes and stockings and a bonnet, and he had placed these out carefully on top of the lid. He was talklnc to her. The preacher lirted him gently and led him awaj', a hopeless madman. CII PTIJIt IV. Equality With a Resertntlnn. The longer Gaston pondered over the tragic events of that lj-nchlng the more sinister and terrible became Its meaning, and the deeper he was plunged In melan choly. Bej-ond all doubt, within his own mem ory, since the negroes under Legree's lead had drawn the color line, the races had been drifting steadily apart. The gulf was now Impassable. His depression and brooding over the fearful events In which he had so recently taken part had tinged his whole life and all Its hopes with sadness. He had reflected this in his letters to Sallle Worth without even mentioning the events. His heart was full of sickening foreboding. How could one love and be happy In a world haunted by such horrors! He had begged her to hasten her hour of final decision. He told her of his sense of loneliness and Isolation, and of his Inexpressible need of her love and presence In his daily life. Her answer had only Intensified his moody feelings. She had written that her loo grew stronger every day and his love more and more became necessary to her life, and yet she could not cloud Its future with the anger of her father and the broken heart of hert&other by an elopement. She feared euch 7 shock would be fatal, and all her Ufe would be embittered hv It. Th must wait She was using all her skill to win her father, but as yet without success. His wlU seemed to harden. But she determined to win him, and It would be bo. All this seemed so far away and shadowy to Gaston's eager restless soul! The letter had closed bv savin? aim vsi preparing for another trip to Boston to visit Helen Lowell, and that she should be absent at least a month. She asked that his next letter be addressed to Boston. Somehow Boston seemed Just then out of the world on another planet. It wes so far away and Its people and their life so un real to his Imagination. But ho sighed and turned resolutely to his work of preparation for an event In his life which he meant to make great In the history of the State. It was the meeting of the Democratic Convention, as yet near ly two years In the future. He held a sub ordinate position In his party's councils, but defeat and ruin had taken the conceit out of tho old-line leaders, and he know that his day was drawing near. "I'll take my place among the leaders and masters of men," he told himself with quiet determination, "and I will compel the General's respect; and If I cannot win bis consent, I will take her without It." The lynching at Harabrlght had stirred the whole nation Into unusual Indignant Interest. It happened to be the climax of a series of such crimes committed in the South in rapid succession, and the death of this negro was reported with more than the usual vividness by a young newspaper man of genius. A grand mass meeting; was called in Cooper Union, New York, at which were gathered delegates from different cities and States to give emphasis and unity to the movement, and Issue an appeal to the national Government. When Sallle Worth reached Boston, she found Helen Lowell at home alone. The Honorable Everett Lowell had made one of the speecbes of his career at the mass meeting held In Faneull Hall, and he was In New York, where he had gone to make the principal address In the Cooper Union Convention of negro sympathizers and Protestants. George Harris had accompanied him, su premely fascinated by the eloquent and masterful appeal for human brotherhood he had heard him make In Boston. Harris had published a volume of poems, which he had dedicated to Lowell, and his most Inspiring verse was simply the out pouring of his soul In worship of this ideal man. He was his devoted worshiper for an other and more powerful reason. In his daily Intercourse with him In his library during his campaigns he bad frequently met his beautiful daughter and had fallen deeply and madly In love with her. This secret passion he had kept bidden lp. his sensitive soul. He had worshiped her from afar, as though she bad been a white-robed angel. To see her and be In the same house with her was all he asked. Now and then he had stood beside the piano and turned the music while she played and sang; one of his new pieces, and he would live on that scene for months, eating his heart out with voiceless yearnings he dared not ex press. He had begun to dream of the day he would ask this godlike man for the priv ilege of addressing his daughter. The great meeting at Cooper Union had brought this dream to a sudden resolution. Lowell had outdone himself that night. With merciless Invective be had denounced the Inhuman barbarism of the South In these lynchlngs. The sea of eager faces had answered his appeals as water the breath of a storm. He felt Its mighty reflex influ ence a free? sack on his soul and lift him to greater heights. He demanded equality of man on every inch of this earth's soli. "I demand this perfect equality," he cried, "absolutely without reservation or subterfuge, both in form and essential re ality. It Is the llfeblood of democracy. It Is the reason of our existence. Without this we are a living lie, a stench in the nos trils of God and humanity!" A cheer from a thousand negro throats rent the air as he thus closed. The crowd surged over the platform, and for ten min utes It was Impossible to restore order or continue the programme. Young Harris pressed his patron's hand and kissed It, while tears of pride and gratitude rained down bis face. This speech made a national sensation. It was printed In full in all the partisan papers, where It was hoped capital might be made of It for tha next political can- r i?-;, r '.mmmMrjSaitmmKrfs KJism&twK J- ' f t3LyilfJ?- '- 3sx V'sE$'-CB9SB9nSflBaBBSnBBSf'y' 'r "&BBRSm -S i&vVroSSflyM f 1 v jpr3XEr- Mjsfcst,r---"-- - i jasaaiiswi i iiij,5ffc .. ' sniJcViizem 4 tcosnnniKxotEOTdcisn Q The special spring tour which has been arranged for Miss Mannering and Mr. Bellew began: !5ISL IP in New York. They will be seen here in the Bulwer-Lytton classic June 5. Kyrle Bellew will impes ?J sonate Claude Melnotte and Mary Mannenng, Pauline. The supporting company will include Mac4jS . Arbuckle, W. H. Thompson, Edward Aiming. Edwin Arden, Mrs. W. G. Jones, Kate Patison-Sclton anrj4 May Davenport Seymour. -i h t. 1. 3 &fcsi f i i iSt1 JJJjfeS jgfe$88&tei& ii 2S222: mmk .A. aSK- - aHfaL -. v. siu' .-Jaii s . - ' .., -