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? ?????????n?n<>g?si>smtem>ct ------ - ? ?>????? ??* ?f 4a??fff ????? ?? ???<???? t??? ????? ?at?????* ???????????>? ??<*??? ?7????4?>?l????? ? 1 F l? Zjhe Gentleman Front Indiana il By Booth TjK'JKK.ij^cto/t ;?;; Copyright. 169S. ky VeakfemOy <3L AfrCtmrm C?a? ; I Jf Cmmyvigir. ?9F2. my McC/mr*. TrnMlm* S*W Cm. ?1 > ??? ? ? ??. > ????.????-*?? 4? 4**4 ?????? ??? imi?.iiiimm ? >?????????????????????????*??????????????????????????< CHAPTER XIV. TillE accommodation train wan? | dered dowu through the aft? ernoon sunshine, stopping at every village aud every coun? try poetofflce on tbe line. There was a passenger in the smoker who found the stops at these wayside hamlets in? terminable. He got up and paced the ?isle now and then, and his companion reminded him that this was not cer? tain to hasten the hour of their arrival st their destination. "I know that." answered he, "but I've got to beat McCune." "By tbe way." observed Meredith, "you left your stick behind." "You don't think I need a club to face"? Tom choked. "Oh, no; I wasn't think? ing,of your giving H. Fisbee a beating. I meant to lean on." i don't want it I've got to walk lame all my life, but I'm not going to bobble on a stick." Tom looked at him sadly for a mo? ment. It was true, and the Crossroad ers might hug themselves in their cells over the thought. For the rest of his life John Harkless was to walk with just the limp they themselves would have had if, as in former days, their sentence had been to tbe ball and chain. "Sit down, boy, sit down." said Meredith, nnd his friend obeyed. The window was opon beside tho two young men. and the breeze that blow In soothed like a balm, yet hold ? tang and spice in it. a hint of walnuts and of coming frost. There was a newness In the atmosphere that day, ? bright invigorntion. that set the blood tin? gling. The hot months were done with; languor was routed. Autumn spoke to industry, told of the sowing of another harvest, of the tawny shock, of the purple grape, of the red apple, and call? ed upon musel? and laughter, breath? ing gayety into men's heurt*. Th? little stations hummed with bustle and noise, big farm wagons rattled off up the vil? lage streets and rami with "cut under" or omnibus; people walk???! wltb quick steps; tbe bagKiiKeniasb'rs called eb(%??r1ly to the trainmen, nnd the brakemen laughed goodbye to rollick? ing girls. At times the train ran be? tween shnd?)wy groves, nnd delicate landscape vistas, framed In bramhes, opened, closed and succeed?1?! each oth? er, ami then the travelers wore enrried beyond into the level opon again ami locced out to where the Intensely MOO September skies ran down to the low horizon, r.-.oeting the boundless aisles of ?rorn. It lakes a long time for the full beauty of the flat lands to reach a man's soul. Once there, nor hills, nor sea. nor growing fan leaves of palm ? ball suffice lilm. It is like the beauty In the word Indiana. It may be that tbere ar? people* who do not QOOOtOOt* Indiana ? beautiful wont, but let it ring tru? in your oars, and It has a richer sound than Vallomhr??SO. All at once the anger IM OOl of John Harkless. He was a har?l man for angor to tarry with. And In place of it ? strong sense of home coming began to take possession of him. He was go? ing home. "Hack to Plattville, where I belong," ho su id to himself without bit? terness, and it was tbe truth. "Every man cometh to his own place lu the end." Y?'s, as one leaves a gay acquaintance of the playhouse lobby for some hard handed, tried old friend, so he would wave the outer world godspeed and come back to the old ways of Carlow. What though the years were dusty, he hod his frU'iids and his memories and his old black brier pipe. He had a | girl's picture that he should carry In ? his heart tltl his last day, and if his life was sadder it was Infinitely richer j for it. His winter fireside would be not j so lonely for her sake, ?ml, losing her, j he lost not everything, for he ha?i had j the rare blessing of having known her. And what man could wish to be healed | of euch | hurt? Kar better to have hail it than to trot a smug pace unscathed. Ho hod been a dullard, a sluggard, weary of himself, unfit to fight, a fail? ure in life and a failure In love. That was ended. He was tired of failing, and it was time to succeed for awhile. To accept the worst that fate can de??I I aud to wring courage from it instead of d?'spair?that is success, and it was thS success that lie would have. He would take fate by the neck. Hut bad it dotte him Maldodooasi He ioohod out over the beautiful, "monotonous" . laiu?>?Mpi'. ?imi Im ans\ver?'?l heartily, I "N?i!" ThetO was MJUOISDCe in man. but no unkiinlnoss. Were man utterly irise be wore utterly hhad. The cross- j readers bad Dot known bsttor, that was all. | The unfolding aisles of corn swain pleasantry bef?te ins eyes. The rartb hearkened to man's wants and ansiMT ed. ThS ?dettata! sun sod summer rains hastened the n-aition. y ondee st?>???i ? the brown bsystsck, gsrnered t?> feed I it.?? industrious borse that bad earned ? his meed. There was the straw thatch? ; Od shelter for the eattl??. How the or- i ehard boughs bent with their hoi dens] j The big red barns stomi stored \\ ith the harvest, for this ?rea Carlow coun- ! ty. ami he ?ree coming home. Thej crossed a byroad. An old man With a streaky grsj ?hin beard was ' Bitting on I sa? k of oats in a esatta? wagoa ?raiting fer tbe train to pass. lr-rkless ?vised his companion excited ly by tin? elbow. "Toiuitiy." he cried, "it's Kim Pentrtaa! Look: l?i?t jou s?-e that ol?l fellow '.'" "1 saw ? particularly uninterested | and nninterestlng gentleman sitting t.n i a bag.' repli???! his friend. "Why. that's ?i?l Kimball Featrlss, lie's going to town. Be u\?-s sa the1 ???lg?? of the count] "' ? "l'an this be true?" sai.l Meredith gravely. "I wonder," said Harkless thought? fully a few moments later? "1 wonder why he had them changed around." "Who changed arouiid?" "The team. He always used to drive the bay on the near side and the sor? rel on the off." "And at present," rejoined Meredith. "I am to understand that he is driving tbe sorrel on the near side and the bay on the off?" "That's it," returned the other. "He must have worked them like that for some time, because they didn't look uneasy. They're all right about the traiti, those two. I've seen them stand with their heads almost against a fast freight. See there." He pointed to a white frame farmhouse with green blinds. "That's Win Hibbard's. We're just outside of Beaver." "Beaver? Elucidate Beaver, boy." "Beaver? Meredith, your informa? tion ends at home. What do you know of your own state if you are ignorant of Beaver? Beaver is that city of Car low county next in Importance aud population to Plattville." Tom put his head out of the window. "I fancy you are right," he said. "1 already see Uve people there." Meredith had observed the change In his companion's mood. He bad watched him closely all day. looking for a re? turn of his malady, but be came to the conclusion that in truth a miracle had been wrought, for the lethargy was gone and vigor seemed to increase in Harkless with every turn of the wheels that brought them nearer IMattville, and the nearer they drew to Ptattvlllc the higher the spirits of both Hi?? ?????? men rose. Meredith knew what was happening there, and he began to be a little excited. As be had said, there were five people visible at Beaver, and he w-ondored where they lived, as tbe only building in sight was the station, and to satisfy his curiosity he walked out to the vestibule. The little station stood io UM woods, and browti leaves whirled along tin? platform. One of the live inopie was an old lady, and she en? tered a rear car. The other four were men. One of them handed the con? ductor a telegram Meredith heard tbe official ssy: "All right. Decorate ahead. I'll bold it ??* minutes." The man aprane up tbe steps of the smoker and look???! in. He turned to Meredith. "Do you know if that gen? tleman In tbe gray COOt is Mr. Hark? less? He's got bis back this way, and I don't want to go inside. The air in a smoker always irivcs me a sp??i 1." "Ves. that's Mr. Harkless." Tbe man jumped to the platform. "Ail right, boys," he said. "Rip her ont:'' The ?ioors of tbe freicht room were thrown op.mi. and a hie bundle of ? ol oro?l stuffs was dragged out arni hastily unfolded. OfM of the men ran to the farther end of th?4 car with a strip of red. white and blue bunting and tack? ed It se?-urely. while another fastened the other extremity to the railing of the steps t>y Meredith. The two com? panions of tills pair performed the same operation with another strip on the other side of the car. They ran similar lines of hunting near the roof from end to end. so that except for the windows the ?idea of the car were completely covered by the national col? ors. Then they draped the vestibules with tings. It was nil done In a Met. Meredith's heart was beating fast. "What's it all about?'' be asked. "Picnic down the line," answered the man In charge, removing a tack from bis mouth. Me motioned to the con? ductor, "<?o ahead!" The wheels began to move; the dec orators remained on the station plat? form, letting the train pass them, but Meredith, ?-railing bis neck from the steps, saw that they jump.??! on the last car. "What's the celebration?" asked Harkless when Meredith returned. "IMciile down the line," said Mere? dith. "Nipping weather for a picnic. A bit cool, don't you think? One of those fel? lows looked like a friend of mine. Homer Tibbs. or as Homer might look If he were in disgrace. He had his hat hung on his eyes, and he slouched like a thief In melodrama as he tacked up the bunting on this side of the car." He continue?! to point out various familiar placee, finally breaking out eiitlniNiastt? ally M they drew nearer the town: *??1????! Look there beyond the throve yonder: Bea that house?" "Yes, John " "That's the Bowlders'. You'v? got to know the BowNkfl" ? I'd like to." "The kindest people in the world. The Briaco? house we can't see be?-ause it's so shut in by trees, and, besides, it's ? mil?? ?>r s?> aheud of us. We'fl go out there tor su|?p?T tonight. Don't you like BriseoeV He's the best they make. We'll go uptown with .1 udd Bennett in the omnibus, and you'll know how a rapid lire machine gun sounds. 1 want to go straight to the liei >ld office," he finished, with a sud?r: y darkening brow. "After all, there may be some ex? planation." Meredith suggested with a little hesitancy. "H. Fisbee might turn out more honest than you think." Halfcl?M tlirew his head bacb and laughed. "Honest: A man in the [>;i.v of Rodney llcCoae! Won, ??? caa M It wait till we get there. Listen'. There's th?? whistle that means we're getting loaf home. Why, there's ID oil w.-ii:?? "So it is " ? "And another three, five, seven ?orea in si-lit at pacai Tfeey tried it three miles south and failed, but you can't fool Bpa Watts. blOM him! I want y??u to know Watts." Ti.ey raa by the outlying houses of the town amid a thousand descriptive exclamations from Harkless, who wish ed Meredith to meet every one in Car low. But he came to e pause In the middle of a word. 'Do you hear mu? sic," be asked abruptly, "or is it only the rhythm of the ties?" "It seems to me there's music In the air," answered his companion. "I've been fancying 1 beard it for a minute or so. There! No?yes. It's a band, isn't it?" "No. What would a band?yes, It is!" Tbe train slowed up and stopped ata water tank 200 yards east of the sta? tion, and their uncertainty was at an end. From somewhere down the track came the detonating boom of a cannou. There was a clash of brass, and the travelers became sure of a band play? ing "Marching Through Georgia." Meredith laid his hand on bis com? panion's shoulder. "John," be said, "John!" Tbe cannon fired again, and there came a cheer from 3.000 throats, the shooters all unseen. The engine cough? ed and panted, the train rolled on, and in another moment it had stopped alongside the station in the midst of a riotous jam of happy people who were waving flags and banners and handker? chiefs and tossing their hats high in the air and shouting themselves hoarse. The band played in dumb show. It could not hear itself play. Tbe people came at tbe smoker like a long wave, and Warreu Smith. Briscoe, Keating and Mr. Bonce of Gaines were swtpt ahead of It. Before the train stopped tbey had rushed eagerly up the steps and entered the car. Harkless was on bis feet and started to meet them. He stopped. "What does it mean?" he said and be? gan to grow pale. "Is Halloway?did McCune?have you"? Warren Smith seized one of his bands and Brlseoe the other. "What docs It ????<G cried Warren. "It moans that you were nominated for congress at five minutes after 1 o'clock this afternoon!" "On the second ballot," shouted the Judge, "just as young Fisbee planned it weeks ago." e e * s s s s It was one of the great crowds of Carlow's history. Since noon an al? most unlntermittent procession of pe? destrians and vehicles had been making Its way to the station, and every wag? on, bnckboard, buggy and "cut uuder" bad its tlsgs or bunting or streamer of ribbons tied to the whip. The excite? ment increased as the time gr?>w short? er. Everybody w.-is struggling for a better position. The people iu wagons ami earring??? stood upon the seats, ami the pedtottiaae beesegsd them, climbing on th?> Wives*? or ha laming r?>cklcssly with feet on the hubs of opposite wag ?ins. Rieajbodj was bound to sco him. When the whistle announced the com? ing of tho train the band began to play, the cannon fir?*!. horns blew ami the cheering echoe?! an?! re ??ohoed till heav? en's vault rSOOOnded with the noise the people of Carlow wore making. There was one heart that almost stopped beating. Helen was standing on the front ?eat of the Briscoe buck hourd. with Minnie beside her, nnd at the commotion the horses pranced ami backed so tout Lige Willetts ran to hold them. But Helen dl?1 not notice tbe frigbtene?! roans, nor dhi she know that Minnie clutched her round the waist to keep her from falling. Her ??yes wen? fixe?! intently on the sm-jkc of the faraway engine, and her hand, lifted to her face in an uncertain, tremulous fashion, as it was one ?lay > In a circus tent, was lui?l against the deepest blush that over mantled a girl's cheek. When the train reacho?l the platform she saw BftOCOS ami tho oth 010 rush into ths bunting covered car, and there ensued what was to her an almost Intolerable pause of expecta? tion while the crowd assaulted the win dows of the smoker, leaping up ami climbing on each other's shoulders to catch tho first glimpae of him. Brisc?ie and a red face?! young man (a stranger to Plattville) came down the steps, laughing like boys, and then Keating and Bence, and then Warren Smith. As the lawyer reached the platform he turned toward the ?l?>or ?>f the car and wuved his hand as in welcome. "Here he Is. boys!" he shouted. At that 1* was as if all the noise that had gone before had been mere leak ago of pent up enthusiasm. A thousaud horns blared deal'eningly; the whistle of the hicomollve arni that of Hib bnrd's mill were added to tho din; the court bous?? bell was pealing out a wel? come, and the chureh bells were ring? ing; the cannon thundered, and theu cheer on COOOf shook the air as John Harkless ?'ame out under the flags and passed down the steps of the car. When Helen saw him over the heads of the people and through heaving tu? mult of flags a ml bats and hamlker chlefs she suddenly gave a frightened glance about her and Jumped down from her high perch ami sank Into tho back seat of the buck boa ? ?1. with her burning fOCC turned from the station and her ??ys Ixed on the ground She wanted to run away, as she had run from him the first time she ever saw him. and then, as now. he came in tri? umph, hailed by the plaudits of bis fol "/t ituaiis that W" "'? '"' lifniiiuatcl U>r ii'iiijrrsx !" lows, end now. as on that long depart ed dsj of ber roana girlhood, he was RUSSIANS REPAIRING DAMAGE DONE TO THE RAILROAD BY THE JAPANESE IN MANCHURIA. Prior to the outbreak of the war tbe Japanese bad stationed at various points al?n* the Manchurian railway trusted bands of men charged with the duty of blowing up bridges, section? of the railway, etc. The news reports show that they aavs done their work well. Tbe illustration showe Russian officers directing the work of repair on a section of railroad which has suf? fered at the banda of the Japs. MUTSUHITO, JAPAN'S WARLIKE EMPEROR. The brainy ami farsighted ?unperor of Japan ?luring his own lifetime has seen his counto" cinerge from the sleep ??f tvnturies t?> take its place as a first class w?irld power. This phenomenal ad va nee Is largely ?lm* to his own efforts. He is only fifty -on?? years of age ami Is said h? be a very bad horseman despite his imposing appearance In the accompanying picture. borne high over the heads of the ???? ple, for Minnie cried to her to look? they ????* carrying him on their shoul? ders to bis carriage. She had bad only that brief glimpse of him before bo was lost In tbe crowd that was so glad to get him back again and so proud of him; but she had seen that he looked very white and solemn. Brlscoo brought Tom Meredith through the crowd and put him in the backboard beside Helen. "All right, Llge!" callad the judge to Willetts, w ho was at the horses' heads. "Yon go get into line with tbe boys; they want you. We'll go down on Main street to see the parade," he explained, gathering the reins in bis band. "Did you tell him about Mr. Ilnllo way?" asked Helen, leaning forward anxiously. "Warren told him before we left the car," answered Briseoe "He'd have declined on the spot, I expect, if we hadn't made him sure it was all right with Kedge." "If I understood what Mr. Smith was I saying, Halloway must have behaved very well," said Meredith. The Judge laughed. "He saw It was the only way to beat McCune, and he'd have given his life and Harkless', too, rather than let M d'uno have lt." f "Why diti you leave Mr. Harkless?" .Helen asked her cousin, her eyes not meeting his. "My dear girl." he replied, "because, for some inexplicable reason, my lady cousin has not nominated me for con? gress, and. oddly enough, the undis criminating multitude were not cheer? ing for me; the artill?>ry was not in ac? tion to celebrate me; the band was not playing to do me honor. Why should I ride In tbe midst of a procession that knows me not? Why should I en? throne me in an open barouche, with four white horses to draw it and draped with silken flags? Since these things were not for me, I flew to your side to dissemble my spleen under tbe licensed prattle of a cousin." "Then who is with him?" "The population of this portion of In? diana, I take it." "Oh, it's all right." said the ju?lge, leaning back to speak to Helen. "K?'at lng and Smith and your father are to ride in the carriage with him. You needn't be afraid of any of them letting him know that II. Fisbee is a lady. Everybody understands about that Of course they know it's to be left to you to break it to him how a girl has run bis paper." The old gentleman cbncklcd ami look? ed out Of the cornei Ol his eye at bis daughter, whose stpniaslun was in ocrotabJo. "i:" cried Helen. "I tell bin! No one must tell him. Re need never know it." Briscoe raocfeod hack and patted her cheek. "How long do you suppose he will be hen? in Dlattvllle without its leaking avi G* "But Mihen they kept watch over him for months nobodg told him." "Ah." said Briscoe, "but this Is dif? ferent." "No, no, no!" she exclaimed. "It must be kept from Idra somehow." "He'll know it by tomorrow; no you better tell him this evening." "This ?'veiling?'' "Yes; you'll bave a good chance." "I will?" "He's ?Mining to supper with ne?he and your father, ot course, and Keating ami Danta and Boswell and Smith ami Tom Martin and Lige. We're going to have a hig time, with you and Minnie to do the honors, and we're all coming into town afterward for the fireworks, and I'll let him drive you in the phae? ton. Tool! have plenty of cbaaoni to talk it over with him and tell him all about It." Helen ?ave a little gasp. "Never!" She cried. "Never!" The buckboard stopped on the Her? ald corner, and here an?l along Main street the line of vehicles which had fol? lowed it from the station took positions to await the parade. The square was almost a solid mass of bunting, nn?l the north entrance of tbe courthouse had been decorated with streamer? and flags so as to make a sort of stami. Hither the crowd was already stream? ing and hither the procession made Its way. At Intervals the gun boomed from the station, and SchoflehN' Henry was winnowing the air with his bell. Nobody had a bottai time that day than Schoflelds' Henry, except old Wilker son, who was with the procession. In advance came the boys, whooping and somersaulting, and behind them rode a hand of mounted men, sitting their horses like cavalrymen, led by the sheriff a ? ?I bis deputy and Jim Bard lock. Then followed the Harkless club of Amo, le?! by Boswell, with the mag? nanimous Hallowny himself marching in the ranks, and at sight of this the people abooled like madmen. But when Helen's eye toll upon Halloway's fat, rather unhappy face she felt a pang of pity and unreasoning remorse, winch warned her that be who looks upon polities when it is reti must steel his evo to se?? many a man with the heart burn. After the men of ABM caOM tie? Harklees dub of Gainesville, Mr. Kerne in the van with the Step of a grenadier. There followed next Mr. Ephraim Watts, bearing a iiur,it wand in his hand and leading a detaebmont of work? rs from tbe oil field la their stain???! him? over- '? und tuonata, and after tbeia '?.??.,? Mr Mattia and Mr. Landls at the head of an organization recognized in the "order of procession" printed in the Herald as "the business men of Plattville." The band played In such magnificent time that every high stopping foot In all tbe line came down witb the same jubilant plunk and lift? ed again with a unanimity as complete as that of the last vote the convention had taken that day. The leaders of the procession set a brisk paoo, and who could have set any other kind of a pace when on parade to the strains of sucb a band playing such a tune as "A New Coon In Towu" wltb all its might aud main ? But as tbe line swung into tho stpuare there came a moment when the tune was ended aud tbe musicians paused for breath and there fell comparative quiet. Among the ranks of tbe "busi? ness men" ambled Mr. Wilkerson. sing? ing at the top of bis voice, and now he could be heard distinctly enough for those near him to distinguish the mel? ody with which it was his intention to favor the public: "Glory, glory, halleluiah! As we go marching on." ! The words, the air, that husky voice, recalled to the men of Carlow soother day and another procession not like this one. And the song Wilkerson wai singing is the one song ?'very northern born American knows nnd COO sing. Tbe leader of the band caught the sound, signaled to his tuen, twenty in? struments rose as one to twenty mouths, the snare drum rattled, the big drum crashed, the leader threw nia baton high over his head, and music burst from twenty brazen throats: "Glory, glory, halleluiah!" Instantaneously the whole procession began to sing the refrain, and the peo? ple in tbe street and those in the wagons and carriages and those lean? ing from the windows joined with one accord. Tbe ringing bells caught the time of the song, and the upper air reverberated in the rhythm. The Harkless club of Carlow wheeled Into Main street. 200 strong. with their banners and trnnspanmcies. Ligo Willotts lfde at their head, and behind him strode William To?ld and Parker end Roes Schoficld and Newt Tlbbs and Hartley Bowlder, and even Bud TIpworthy held a place in the ranks through his connection with the Herald. They were all singing, and behind them Helen saw the flag cov? ered barouche and her father, and be? side him sat John Harkless, with his head bared. She glanced at Briscoe. He was standing on the seat In front of ber and Mitiuie and both were sing? ing. Meredith lia?l climbed upon the back se*t and was nervously fumbling at a cigarette. "Sing, Tom!" the girl cried to him excitedly. "I should be ashamed not to," he answered, and dropped the cigarette and began to sing "John Brown's Body" with all his strength. With that she seized his band, sprang up beside him. and over tlie swelling chorus her full soprano roae, lifted with all the power in her. The baroucha rolled into tho sipiaro, nnd as it passed Harkless turned nnd bent a sudden gaze upon the group in the buckboard, but the western sun was in his eyes and he only caught a glimpse of a vague, bright shape und a dazzle of gobi, aud he was borne Ri?ing aud out of view down the siugiu? btrcet. "Olory. glory, halleluiahl <-???r>?. glory, halleluiahl Glory, giary, haltsishibl As we go marching on." Tho barouche stopped In front of the courthouse, and Harkless passed up a lane they inaile for hiui to the steps. When he turned to them to speak, they began to cheer again, ami he bad to wait for them to quiet down. "We can't hear him from over here." said Briseoe. "We're too far off. Mr. Meredith, suppose you take the ludica closer in; I'll itay with the horses." "He's a great man, Isn't he?" Mere? dith said to Helen as he handed her out of the buckboard. "I've been try? ing to realize that he's the sume old fellow I've been treating so familiarly all day loug." "Yus. he la a great man," she an? swered. "This Is only the beginning." ? "That's true," sal?! Briscoe. "Only wait awhile, und we'll all go on to Washington sad get u thrill down our bucks when we bear the speaker say. 'The gentleman from Indiana,' ami see John Harklesa rise to speak. But hurry along, young people." j Crossing tbt street, they met Miss Tibbs. She was wiping her streaming I eyes with the back of her left hand and still mechanically waving her hand? kerchief with her right. "Isn't it beau? tiful?" she said, uot ceasing to uncon? sciously flutter the little at-uare of cam? bric. "There was such a throng that I grew faint aud had to come away. I don't mind your seeing me cry. I'rotty near everybody cried when he walked up the steps and we saw that he was lame." John narkless l?iok?Nl down upon the attentive, earnest these and lato tin? kindly eyes of tbe Hoosier omntry D0O ple, and as be OpohO the thought kept recurring to him that this whs tbe plaie he had dreaded to eotoo back t<>; toot these wore the people he bad wishe?! to leave, these who gnve him everything they bad to give, and this made It ditti cult to keep his tones Steady and his throat clear. Helen stood so far from the steps (nor could she be induced to penetrate farther, though thoy would have ina?le way for hoc) that only fragments reached her, but these she remembered. "I have como home. Ordinarily a man needs to fnll si?k by the wayside or to be set upon by thieves la order to realize that nine-tenths of the world Is Samaritan?and the other tenth only too busy or too ignorant to bo. Down here he realizes it with no necessity of Illness or wounds to make him know it, and if he does get hurt you send him | to congress. There will bo no other In Washington so proud of what he stands for as I shall be. To represent you Is to stand for fearlessness, honor, khnl ness. TOO have sent all of the Cross roaders to the penitentiary, but prob? ably each of us Is acquainted with politicians who ought to be sent there. When the term is over 1 shall want . to take tbe tlrst train home. This J is the placo for a man who likes to f Uve whore people are kin?l to each ' other and where they have the old fashioned way of saying 'home;' other ? places they don't seem to get so much ? fnto It as we do. And to come home aa>> j I have today?to see the home facen? i have come home." (t? a ? continuad.) *ot M.i.-ii IMffprcarr. The candidate will soon easne forth And ?hike you by the hand. And show you what great plans he hag To beaofli the ? And vana he sjetataa p?a?-<> he s*-?.ke? You'll note with mi;,? Jismay Th.- world t.. prosata? d te retorna Plod? on. th?? same old wiy. ?WaaMaaitoa gtar rill ? \hi i? FOH A FLOOD. Mrs. Dixon?How do you new rainy-day skirt? Mr. Dixon?Judging from the lengUI of it you must bo expecting a delugg, ?Chicago Chronicle. A Hlatnr)- of the Cane. A balmy mood steals o'er the land?, Soft, soothing aspay r S ?r? exhaled? | A hitter fro.-* eomes forward and Th? fruit crop one. anata has failetL ?Washington Star. | Hnrrril. "There's one thing the women can't get into!" said the anti-woman sut? fragist. I "What's that?" cried a chorus of feminine voices. "The secret service!"?Detroit Frog Press _ / J ? llrlpfnl l.lttlr Hint. She?Mamma is awfully thoughtful? He?Indeed ? / She?Yes, indeed. Why. for instance she would never think of coming Intq the parlor when I have a caller with,?? out coughing first.?Chicago American?. Drnr l.lttlr Innnrmof. } I Society Belle ?Mother Mr. He Bragg has proposed and I have accepted Mother?What ! Uh. you wicked. UU? grateful girl, after all we've done for. you. Mr. De Brass hasn't a rent to bless himself with, and won't have until hta father and grandfather die. "The Mr !"><> Brass I am referring tq Is the grandfather." l "Oh. bless you. my child."?Tit-Bits, J Svi Itchliiu Off Ihr ?liti Unti. ' Mr Elder?? mcthing I wahfc to say to you. B? ssie?-r?that is. Mis* Kutely Mi-s Kutely?Call me Betete If yotf wish. Mr Elder--Oh may I? Miss Kutely ?Of ,ourse; a!l old gene' tlemen call me Bessie .?Philadelphia Ledger._?\ l? ??liara. Oh. gal aia are turioni things. you'H 'ijjt low. Tou can Btake them do trirks If you onrj} know hou? li you sorra* ? sslltlaa ????? bettei wttt? reaped ; ? But a*k tor it rive and your credit I w p ebed ?Washington star I K\t KI.I.KVT TRAINING. 1 Little Puffkyns (to athletic girl)? I hope I'm not walking too fast for you.--4 Ally Sloper. ?\ Thr PnWW Itehlntl. 'TU ;ovt Fbai m:ik.s the old world gbx As oit hath been repeated; 'Ti.s love that sets the sun aglow To keep ear pleat ? heated; \i Tie love that ir?.;;k? I ??. ? n.an sublime^ ' And malt? -> th< ? -n ? salan; And ??. M it \ o,i ? ; ?? iii.ii?v a lime is love's beeinntaf. .*' ' ?Chlcaso Record-Herald Foes of Levees. Engineers ar?> alarmed al the inroad* that crawfish and musk rat s are mak? ing in the levees along the Mississippi river. The crawfish burrow Into the. levee, and tho. muskrats follow to catclt and eat them. Then the muskrats bur? ro.;? right through the bank, and make so mnny holes of this kind that in time of flood a break is likely to occur. j Collie Carries the Mail. A Sentali collie belonging to Joseptt Thompson, four miles south of Milton, Ind., has become mail carrier for the family. He began the practice of watching for John DuGranrut, rural, carrier on the route, a week ago, aaot since then has been regular in going to meet the mail wagon every da|$ when it came in sight. Nothing temptg him from the task when on this er* rand, and after receiving the mail hgj hastens to the house with it. The dog; Is about two years old. < his Unpardonable. Jaggles?I hear he discharged press agent for lying. Waggles?Yes; the man began to, write the truth about him.?Judge.