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ISSUED TWICE A WEEK-WEDNESDAY A3XT3D SATURDAY. l. k grist & SONS, Publishers. } ft dfamilg ftorepaptr: cjfor tl,c irom?ti?n of fhc political, fociat, Jljriculturat, and ffommcirciat jfnteri>sts of the ?outb. vm as" YORKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 24, 1897. NO. 94. A CONFLICT ( BY RODRIGUEZ Author of "An i Copyright, 1897, by Q. P. Putnam's Sons Synopsis of Previous Installments. In order that new readers of The Enquirer may begin with the following installment ot this story, and understand it just the same as though they had read it all from the beginning, we here give a synopsis of tbat portion of it wtiicn lias already been published: Chapter I.?Fifteen years before the opening of the story John Lewis went to live in a place willed Lee, in New Hampshire, with a little girl 6 years old, Virginia, the daughter of his deceased sister. He had a son who had been left at school, but ran away and shipped for China. Five years after Lewis went to Lee a family named Marvel also settled there. Young Walter Marvel met and loved Virginia Lewis. Alice Marvel, Walter's sister, and Harry Lucas also met and were reported to be in love with each other. At the opening of the story a person purporting to be the missing son of John Lewis arrives at Lee. Walter Marvel proposes for Virginia's hand to her uncle, who refuses, telling him that his uncle, whose name he bears, was a villain and a convict. Young Marvel draws a pistol and shoots at Lewis, but his aim is diverted by Virginia. Soon after Lewis is found dead in his room with two bullet holes in his body. His death occurs simultaneously with the arrival of the man who claims to be his son.- II.?Mr. Barnes, the celebrated detective, and Tom Burrows, another detective, take up the case, strongly suspecting Virginia as the criminal. III.?They examine the grounds about the house where the murder is committed and find footprints of a man and a woman, the woman's footprints strengthening their suspicions of Virginia. They also find two pistols, one marked "Virginia Lewis," the other marked "Alice Marvel." Virginia writes a letter and goes away with it. Barnes, disguised, follows her. IV.?Virginia gives her letter to one Will Everly, who posts it. Barnes keeps his eye on it, gets possession of if. and thus learns the whereabouts of Walter Marvel. V.?Virginia .'ioitu A lir.o Marvel, wild hetniVS a kllOWl edge of the murderer. VI.?John Lewis, the supposed son of the murdered man, produces envelopes addressed to him to prove his identity. He excites suspicion by leaving his room at midnight. VII.? An autopsy is made of the dead man, and Barnes arrives at Lee with young Mar\?l, and an inquest is held, at which Alice Marvel testifies that she tired one of the shots that killed Lewis, and Virginia confesses that she murdered her uncle, presumably to shield the real murderer. CHAPTER X. VIRGINIA LEWIS TESTIFIES. When Alice made the statement that she had shot Mr. Lewis, all present for a moment sat dumb with amazement When they saw that she had fainted, all were immediately possessed by the desire to minister to her wants, the result being, as is usual in such cases, that the prostrate form of the young woman was surrounded, and she was deprived of all chance of fresh air. Fortunately Dr. Snow was present, and, calling upon Lucas to assist him, together they bore her from the room, permitting only a couple of women to follow them. The squire, utterly confounded at the unexpected turn of events, scarcely knew what to do next, and in order to gain time declared a recess of ten minutes. The jurymen started to leave their scuts, but the squire requested that w/-mM ?,nt /In on nt?d that thav nuwu "V ? -"-J would not converse about the case with the other persons present. The crowd fell to discussing the situation and a huru of voices filled the room. Mr. Barnes and Mr. Tupper arose and went on the stand with the squire. "Well, gentlemen," said the squire, "this is a surprising affair. What shall we do now?" "Mr. Barnes," said the lawyer, "you are mor; conversant with the case. What is your opinion of Miss Marvel's statement?" "Gentlemen," said Y*\ Barnes, "it is evident that Miss M..rvel really believes that she killed Mr. Lewis. It is plain to my mind, however, that wo should be most careful in accepting such a theory. In the first place I would call attention to the evidence offered by Dr. Snow. He tells us that he found two wounds, one having passed through the nightdress, and the other not. This simple fact proves beyond doubt that the deceased changed his clothing after receiving the first wound. Therefore it is manifestly clear that the shot which Miss Marvel admits she fired at him could not have proved fatal, for if so we would be obliged to believe that the other wound was made by the bullet from the pistol of Lucas in order to account for their being two wounds, but these shots followed in such close succession that there was not time for him to have effected the change of clothing. "There is, however, a bare possibility that he had already received the first wound and was in bed, when, attracted by the dog, ho arose and went to the window. In that case he might have been killed by the ball from Miss Marvel's weapon. Thus far, however, wo have no evidence that would substantiate a suspicion of this kind. Miss Car.owl \T~ ITU??.A PCUICA (UIU iUi. X-i * CA 1J ? UU1U UU> U heard the repot t if a shot had been fired earlier. Miss Carpenter heard shots at 9 o'clock, the time when Miss Marvel discharged her weapon. There is, however, more convincing evidence which I can adduce to corroborate me in the stand which I take. [ am in doubt whether the wound which did not prove fatal was made by Miss Marvel or not, or whether by Lucas, either accidentally, as ho claims to have fired, or with design. But I am positive that neither of the shots fired at that hour was the one which destroyed tho life of the deceased. " " x ju allude to tho scrap of paper of which you told me, do you not?" asked Mr. Tupper. "I do," replied Mr. Barnes. "But let me explain to the coroner, so that he may be convinced of the necessity of continuing. 1 found upon the table in tho parlor a sheet of paper upon which was written, 'If I am dead in the morning, my murderer is'?the sentence being unfinished. This seems to provo )F EVIDENCE. $ OTTOLENGUI. Irtist In Crime." that Mr. Lewis recognized his first assailant at least, and that, fearing death, he meant to warn us as to the identity of the person. True, the name does not appear, but the words are sufficiently significant. I presume there is no doubt as to the writing?" Mr. Barnes handed the paper to the squire, who examined it closely and with great interest. After a moment he replied: "1 recognize this as the handwriting of Mr. Lewis. I am perfectly familiar with it, and there can be no doubt." "The deduction then iss' If evident," continued Mr. Barnes. "Dr. Snow has testified that death was instantaneous. Consequently this writing refers to the first assailant. Therefore, unless it can be shown that he received a wound prior to 9 o'clock Miss Marvel did not inflict the fatal wound, if her shot reacLed him at all. There is a break in the plastered ceiling of the parlor, showing the furrow of a bullet. That was probably made by Miss Marvel or by Lucas. We cannot determine which." "Mr. Barnes," said the squire, "your reasoning convinces me that whatever may have been the girl's intent when she fired her bullet did r.iov kill Mr. Lewis. The worst that can be claimed is that she is respousible for the lesser wound, and, as you say, even that would be difficult to prove. If you take the sarue view, Mr. Tupper, we will continue." "I certainly agree with Mr. Barnes in all his deductions," said Mr. Tupper. "I am confident that we do not yet know who fired the last shot. It would help us if we could discover what name was meant to complete that sen* tence, and if you will now call Miss Lewis, acting upon a suggestion from Mr. Barnes, I hope to learn it" The 6quire then announced that the inquest would be continued, and immediately all resumed their seats and ceased talking. "Gentlemen," said the squire, addressing the jury, "Mr. Barnes, the detective in this case, the district attorney and myself are satisfied that a true verdict cannot be rendered without more evidence. Therefore, notwithstanding the words uttered by the last witness, we will proceed. I will merely call your attention to the fact that, though Miss Marvel admits that she fired at Mr. Lewis, Dr. Snow testified that he found two wounds. Miss Marvel could not inflict two wounds by firing one shot and cannot know herself whether or not she has committed a homicide. Call Virginia j-iewis." , Virginia entered and took the stand. | Mr. Tupper conducted the examination. "Miss Lewis," be began, "I believe you are the only one save the deceased who slept at the farm on the night when your uncle died?" "1 believe that is true." "Did you bear any shot fired while you were in the house?" "I did not." "Then you have no idea who killed your uncle?" "Any idea that I have would be no proof and therefore is not worth consideration. " "Ob, you suspect some one, do you?" "Any suspicious which I may have would not be evidence." "Were you in the house all the evening?" "No, sir." "At what time did you go out, and when did you return?" "I did not expect to bo questioned and so made no note of the hours." "Will you tell us where you went?" ".I will not, as that is my private affair." "No one's affairs are private when murder has occurred. However, since you refuse I will tell you where you went. First, you met a man in the summer house, and then you crossed the river to meet another man." The lawyer paused, waiting to note the effect of his words, but Virginia remained imj passive. "I will go further uud tell you that the first was Harry Lucas, and, more, that you invited him to the meeting. Since I have shown you how much I know, you will doubtless see tho folly of any attempt at concealment." "Since you seem to be so well informed, I cannot see why you appeal to me at all." "Wo do not claim to know everything. Will you please tell us why you asked Mr. Lucas to meet you?" "I had a private commission to give him." "Do you refuse to give us any information as to tho nuturo of this commission?" ?T do." "Miss Lewis," said tho lawyer, "I have intimated that we havo diseovcrI riz-l (lio i^nntiK' (if flllp nf tllO I11P11 wllOIU you met that night, and it is perhaps as well to tell you that we also know who the other was." "You appear to have learned a great deal," replied Virginia coldly. "We have found out something, but not all that we wish to know. You met Mr. Lucas. Your conversation was overheard, and we therefore know that you sent for him to ask his aid. You expected to meet Mr. Marvel." Mr. Tupper spoke in his usual measured tones, and both he and Mr. Barnes watched Virginia closely, but even at this name ?ho did not flinch. Mr. Barnes wondered how she would act when they would produce tho man himself. Mr. Tupper continued: "You had been notilicd that he would await you in the woods across the stream that night, and von were to determine whctln r or not you would elope with him. This you concluded not to do. Therefore you feared that he would become desperate, and you decided to have his lrieud, Mr. Lucas, op portunely meet him after you left him, to see that he did no harm. Now will you tell us what you feared he woulc do?" "I see that yon have managed to dis> cover all that Miss Marvel knew. Will not that suffice?" "We wish to know why you were s< fearful of leaving this young man tc his own society." "I believe such a thing as 'fear' if unknown to me, so you are far from the truth. No man is in an enviable frame of mind when a woman rejects him. Was it extraordinary, then, that J should have wished his friend to joir him at such a time?" She spoke witb considerable feeling. "No, Miss Lewis, your action undei tho circumstances was very commendable. But did you not have a deeper motive? Did you not think that he might become desperute enough to take life?" "I admit that I did." "Whose?your uncle's?" "No, nol I thought he might commil suicide; he is pa?sionute and impulsive. 1 thought that in a moment of despaii he might raise his hand against himself. He would never take another's life." "He attempted to do so once before, I believe?" To this Virginia made no reply, but her face assumed an expression of the utmost contempt. "Miss Lewis,"continued the lawyer, "will you kiudly tell us about how long you remained at the interview with Mr. Marvel? I don't expect any exact reply. Ail approximate one win ao. "I cauuot tell very closely, though ] kuow about when I reached the house again. But I will not answer unless you explain why you wish to know." Mr. Tupper bad recognized at the outset that Virginia was not to be frightened into anything, and he determined to deal with her openly. "I will do so willingly," said he. "We have found that you left the summer house at or near 9 o'clock. Soon after several shots were fired, one at least at the deceased. We are not sure, however, that eith.r of these killed your uncle. Now, it you can give us the time when you returned, it may be the means of proving whether he was alive or dead at that hour. These matters of time often prove of inestimable valuo." "Very well. It was half past 10 when I reached my room." "Thank you." It was his cue to conciliate her as far as possible. "When you went in, did you pass through the parlor?" "No, sir. I entered my apartment by the door opening into the dining room." Mr. Barnes believed that this was true, for he had traced her footprints from the steps of the piazza by the dining room, and returning they reached the same place, thus sue muse nave entered tho bouse at that point, and naturally passed through the dining room to her own chamber. Resuming the examination, Mr. Tupper asked: "During the night did jou hear your uncle moving about?" "No, sir." "Now let as come to the discovery ol the crime. You will recall that when the detectives accidentally disturbed you in your room, the morning afte.1, you admitted that you had already found out that your uncle bad been murdered. Thus you were the first to do so. Is that a fact?" "I believe so. At least it is true that I knew of the death of my uncle at that time." "Exactly. You had gone into the parlor, and you had found the body, which you recognized as that of your uncle, or I may say stepfather, before the squire and tho others arrived?" "Yes, sir." "Did you take anything from the room?" "Yes, sir; I took a pistol." "Where d;d you find this pistol?" "On the floor." "Why did you take it?" "Because it is mine and has my name on the stock, and because if found by any one else it might have been unpleasantly suggestive." "T iiolin?o if. ulmivoft pvirlonce of liav ing beta fired off, did it not?" "That was another reasou why I was anxious to havo it." Virginia was causing profound ustonishmeut by her udinissions. Even Mr. Barnes himself was puzzled to underItaud why she should acknowledge that jhe had purloined the weapon to avoid suspicion, when that very confession would undoubtedly attract a closer investigation into her connection with the crime. "Miss Lewis," said Mr. Tuppor, "how came your pistol to be discharged?" "I use it constantly, and therefore it is quite possible that I fired at something on Saturday." "That is, the day before the murder?" "Yes, sir." "How did it happen to be out of your possession on Sunday night?" "I had it when I started out, but changed my mind about taking it with me, and as I passed through the parlor I laid it on the mantel." This answer suggested tbo possibility that this was the pistol usod by Mr. Lewis when ho fired at Lucas, as had been testified by Miss Marvel. The next question was: "Now, if you please, will you explain why, if you were so anxious to avoid suspicion by hiding the pistol, you should now bo so ready to tell the whole story?" "I never intended to conceal the fact that the weapon was fouud by me where it was, but I thought that if I offered it in evidence myself I would avoid the suspicion which might naturally enough have been aroused had any other person made the discovery." Mr. Barnes knew this was not true and that her first intention had been tc destroy ull trace of the uso of the pistol, as was plainly proved by her hav ilig cleaned the burrel. He knew also that she was at present following out the plan which she had formed after she had seen him pick up the cartridge cap in her room, the first step in which had been to replace tho empty shell by , another. Her examination was conl tinned. I "Did you removo anything else from the room where the corpso lay?" "I did." I This reply was a complete surprise to Mr. Barnes. He knew that Mr. Tapper > was alluding to the paper upon which, > they thought, was written the name of the murderer, and he was astonished to j find that she appeared about to admit i its possession. The next question was: i "Will you kindly state what that j was and why you took it?" [ ' 'It was a medallion locket I took i that also because it is mine." ! Mr. Barnes now understood why she had admitted taking something, since it was not the paper. He was nevor. tbeless curious about this new point. "Where did you find this locket?" ? ?1- ? -1 IT*, ril? mwAM ; UBKUU 1XLI. iuppw. 1 "I noticed that my nncle had his fist tightly closed, as though holding something, and, forcing it open, I removed ; the locket" "Have you it with you?" "Yes, sir." Taking it from her bosom, she handed it to him. Mr. Tupper examined it closely and opened it. Looking at the portrait which it contained, he asked: ; "Do you know whose likeness this , is?" "It is mine. It was taken when I was quite a child." > Mr. Tapper was about to pass the trinket to the squire, when, as he closed Virginia was thrown off her guard. it, something attracted bis attention, ! and scrutinizing it more carefully he dropped it into his pocket and asked: "Miss Lewis, I think yon said that this belongs to you?" "Yes, sir, though I have not had it for 6ome time." | "Ahl How was that?" "I had concluded that it was lost, . but now I seo that my uncle must have had it." "How can you be sure that this is ( yours? Has it your name or any other mark by which you would know it?" "No; there is no name on it, but I know that it is mine, for, as you see, it is of a peculiar pattern. I have been told that my mother had it made specially for my picture, and it has been in my possession, except lately, for as , long as I can remember." Mr. Tupper pondered a second, but said no more on this sabject at that , time. Nor did he purine the point about the piece of paper directly, but determined to approach that by another method. "Now, then, Miss Lewis, we will go back to the meeting across the river, if you please. Did you meet Mr. Marvel? But stop?you have already admitted as much. Tell us whether you left him on the other side or whether he crossed UVCI wnii yyju. " We separated before I rowed baok to the farm." "Then you left him across the river?" "Yes, sir." "Did he say where he meant to go?" "To Eppiug." This seemed doubtful to Mr. Barnes in the face of the fact that be had found Marvel at Portsmouth, but then he remembered that Joseph Harrison had testified to meeting Marvel at Epping on tne morning after the mu>der. Mr. Tupper continued: "Did he say where he would go after that?" "He did not lay out a route and furnish me with a complete plan of his movements for the future. He did, however, mention that lie would return to Eppiug, from which placo he hud come that night." "Do you think that lie proceeded to that place immediately after leaving you?" Virginia was very cautious, now that the subject involved information about her lover. "How should I bo able to reply definitely?" said she. "Do j'ou know, then, whether he crossed the river and visited the house after parting with you?" "I should say not, as I took the boat." "Do you mean to say that you did not see him after you left him at the maple tree?" "I mean to say that I have not seen him since then." "Then, why should ho have crossed the river?" "What makes you think that he did so?" "I do not thimr; I know." "You cannot huow unless you saw him, and that is impossible." "Mies T.fiwis. there was snow on the ground, and not only do I know from 1 his footprints that he visited the farm, but that he actually went to the very 1 door by which you had re-entered. Of course I cannot know that he went in, for unfortunately there is no snow with1 iu, as without." Virginia was silent, and despite her 1 strong control of her features it was ! evident that she was troubled. 1 * Now, then," said the lawyer, con1 tiuui. g, "the question arises, Why did 1 Mr. Marvel visit your house at that 1 late hour? You say he did not see you. Could it be that he sought your uncle, ' hoping to effect a reconciliation? I uu1 derstaud that the only obstacle to your union was his opposition, was it not?" "ThatMr. Marvel should havcsouglit 1 my uncle at that hour is preposterous. : You say that bo did come to the house, 1 which I doubt, but even though he did not succeed in seeing me, is it not moro probable that it was his object to do so?" "II bo, how is it that he dfd not succeed?" "I retired as soon as I reached home and did not hear any one enter after me. That is why I doubt your theory, for lam a light sleeper." Mr. Topper now executed a bold move. Taking the paper which Mr. Barnes had found in the parlor of the farmhouse, be folded it so that only the first half of the sentence could be read. Approaching Virginia, he suddenly hold it. nn hpfnrn hprpvns nntl finid: "Did yon ever see this before?" This was so unexpected that Virginia was thrown off her guard. At the first glance she smoti'ered un exclamation and hurriedly put her hand to her breast. Instantly, however, her agitation passed, and she replied quite calmly "No. Never." "I believe yon, for had you done so it would never have reached my hands. Now please take it and examine it closely." She did so, and then eaid, "It looks like my uncle's writing, and it would seem that he tried to communicate to us the name of his assailant." "Precisely, and, more, he made another attempt and?succeeded. Miss Lewis, the second paper is in your possession." "You axe mistaken," she replied coldly. "I am not. I say not only did you take that paper, bnt you have it secreted about yonr person at this very minute. " Virginia answered by a half scornful smile. Mr. Barnes showed some little excitement He was accustomed to deal with wary criminals, but had never met a woman so provokingly self possessed as this one. "Come, Miss Lewis," said Mr. Tapper, "it is useless to deny what I say. I set a trap for you deliberately, and you were caught in spite of all your strength of will. When I showed yon that paper, I well knew yon had no idea that it existed, and therefore my object was to see what you would do, believ ing that your first glanco would make 1 *. A? T yUU ILllLlh. 1b ?us tu<J UkiiCi ao jl expected, yon at once feared that yon bad lost it and instinctively felt for it in the bosom of yonr dress." "Did I?" with a shrng of the shoulders. Mr. Tnpper looked at her a moment and then, with his eyes still intently upon her, he said, "Call Walter Marvel." TO BE CONTINUED. ittiacfUanfous Starting. ADDRESS TO COTTON GROWERS. President Wilborn Calls For Delegates to Meet In Atlanta. President Wilborn, of the South Carolina Farmers' Alliance, has, in accordance with the suggestion of the cotton convention which met in Columbia recently, issued a call to the cotton growers of the south. It is as follows : COLUMBIA, S. U., JNOV. iy, ioy/. To the Cotton Growers of the South : At a large and enthusiastic meeting of the cotton growers of the state of South Carolina, wherein all sections of this state were represented, it was resolved that every state in the south be invited to send delegates to a convention to be called to meet in Atlanta, Ga., December 14, 1897. The purpose of this convention is to organize the cotton growers of the south, thereby securiug unity of action in the marketing and sale of this great staple, also to devise ways and means by which we may be able to break and throw off the shackles of business slavery that now binds us. With foreign exchanges dictating the price, we can only expect ruin and distress in the future. We can achieve indepeudeuce ouly by organization. With a view of securing au exchange of ideas and perfecting an organization which it is hoped will result in good, I have been instructed to call a convention of delegates from all the cotton growing states to meet in Atlania, Ga., on the 14th of December, 1897. All who are interested in this cause are most earnestly requested to cooperate. The governors of the cotton growing states have been asked to select delegates and all state organizations interested in the prosperity of the cotton growers are requested to name and secure the attendance of delegates at this general convention. J. C. WlLBORN, President South Carolina Cotton Growers' Association. President Wilboru has. in the following letter, asking Governor Ellerbe to seek the cooperation of all of the southern governors: Columbia, S. C., Nov. 19,1897. His Excellency, W. H. Ellerbe, Governor of South Carolina: Dkar Sir?Will you kindly ask the governors of the cottou growing states to appoint delegates to the Cottou Growers' convention which has been called to meet in Atlanta, Ga., December 14, 1897 ? The purpose of this convention is to consider the marketing, sale and price of cotton and to devise some plan, if possible, by which the producers of this great staple may receive a price above the cost of production. We realize that concert of action among the farmers of the south is essentiul, therefore I urge that earnest, practical farmers be appointed from each state. The representation we would ask for is one for each congressional district and two from each state at large, to assemble in Atlanta, Ga., December 14, 1897. With the hope of your kind cooperation, I am, Most respectfully, J. C. WlLBORN, President South Carolina Cotton Growers' Association. Governor Ellerbe has already indicated his intention of doing what he could to help the cotton growers along in their work. BICYCLE LAW IN RUSSIA. The Russian police take things very seriously, and it was natural enough that the bicycle should cause them auxious thought. Fancy a militant Nihilist scorching through the Nevski Prospect, with his tool-bag full of dynamite ! It was after some horrid dream like this, perhaps, that the chief of police of St. Petersburg haltered the silent steed with 17 "regulations." The new rules say that no bicycler shall perform in public until he or she has been registered. No person can be registered without passing "an examination on the wheel" before one of the seven cycling associations. Then the wheel receives a number, which must be attached to it in two places. The rider must be always armed - it *4 M 1 Wlin me ponce "perum,- wuiuu ue?rs his photograph. He must carry a bell and a lantern. When several persons ride together, they must keep not less than 14 feet apart?a rule which proves that the Irish bull, as well as the American bicycle, has been naturalized in Russia. When turning a corner or crossing a street the bicycle must be ridden very slowly, with bell-ringing accompaniment. In crowded streets riders must alight and lead their wheels, and they must do the same when horses take fright. In certain parts of the city bicycling is at no time permitted. In other sections the police may enjoin it temporarily. "Riding in the city in a racing costume, without a coat, or in such a costume as would attract special attention, is prohibited." The natural comment on all this is that some of the restrictions are absurd, and that, with or without laws, ^nnrtpqv unri common sense would in WH,*VVJ spire a gentleman to observe those of the rules that are essential. But there are others. Possibly Russia, like America, has to reckon with the problem of the hoodlum bicycler. The "tough" who scorches in the city, raids gardens and orchards in the country, and in all places invades the rights of decent people, because decency is a reproach to him. What shall be done with him ? In St. Petersburg, perhaps, the police seud him to Sibera. In Chicago the wheelmen themselves have taken bim in band, and gentlemen named by the various cycling clubs have been appointed special policemen, to cooperate with the regular officers for his suppression. The Chicago method is more Democratic than the St. Petersburg plan, and it will yield quite as good results. Once they perceive that the antics of the hoodlum bicycler endanger the standing of the sport, the gentlemen riders of America will most emphatically reform the rowdy.?Youth's i Companion. WILD FLIGHT FROM A BEAR. Miss Jessie Lough ran, of Jersey ' City, who is visiting her aunt, Mrs. James Davis, near this place, writes a Woodford, Vt., correspondent, had a lively adventure with a large black bear this week. She is an enthusiastic wheelwoman, and when she came i from Jersey City she brought her bi CRo Viori nrnno oKnilf cycie wuii uoi. uuc uttu guuv HWVUV five miles from her aunt's house, and was returning home, when she heard the sharp crack of a rifle. That is nothing uuusual at this time of the i year in Vermont, for the deer season is now open, and there are many hunters in the woods. Miss Loughrau would probably not have paid more than passing attention to the shot bad she not heard immediately afterward a heavy body crash through the undergrowth skirting the roadside. She turned around, and so doing, lost her balance. To save herself from a fall she dismounted. Hardly had she left the wheel when a large black bear burst out of the woods in full view of her. It was evident that the animal was wounded, for it was snorting with rage, and endeavored to lick its left shoulder. Miss Loughran screamed, and made a desperate attempt to remount her wheel. Never before did her wheel behave so disreputably. It wabbled as it never wabbled before, and cavorted with all the wickedness of an unbridled bronco. At least, that is what she thinks it did. No sooner did the bear see Miss Loughran than it gave a snort and made a dash for her. Half frightened to death, Miss Loughran made another desperate attempt to mount her wheel, i and this time was successful. Just as her feet caught the pedals and the first i burst of speed was acquired, the bear shot up alongside of her, and with one dart of his paw tore a jagged piece out of the side of her fiappiug skirt. i The wheelwoman looked down upon the enraged bear, and wondered how long the race would last. So long as the bear did not get tangled up in the wheels, and she ran against no obstruction, she was reasonably sure of get- i ting away from the animal. But fate had not decreed that Miss Loughran should escape absolutely unscratched. The bear got over the ground with surprising celerity. Once when rounding a turn in the road the bear drew so near the wheel again that it tore another piece from Miss Loughran's i skirt. The sharp claws even went .innno. c/ifot/-.Vioft Mies T.nmrhran's UCUpci UUU oviuwuvv. *'?*ww ? o leg. At that Miss Loughran screamed at the top of her voice. "It's a wonder I was not heard in Woodford," she said afterward. "I thought every minute was to be my last." Luckily for the young woman, the i bear did not get mixed up in the wheels of the bicycle. Not a mile had been covered in the race with the , bear, yet Miss Loughran imagined that she had gone at least half way to the New York state line. The bear, though panting hotly, was beginning to gain steadily on her; the excitement of the race was telling on her, and she was rapidly losing both nerve and strength. She began to pedal with renewed vigor, but the spurt was , made too late. The bear was upon i her. Both its forepawa fastened themselves on the hind wheel of the bicycle. The claws sank deep into the tire, and wheel, rider and bear went toppling over, a confused mass, in the dusty highway. When Miss Lough ran struggled to her feet, she was covered with dust and bleeding from a scratch in the face. Turning about, she saw the bear making desperate attempts to free itself from the wheel. Then Miss Loughran did what few city girls are capable of doing. She climbed a tree. She knew that it would be worse than useless to run away, for it would not be long before the bear would be free and after her. How she ever got up that tree, she will never be able to tell lucidly. But after desperate struggles and many sobs, she got as high as the lower limb, over which she swung herself. In her excitement, she forgot that bears can climb trees. It was not until she was perched there that this thought came to her. ' ureal goouness : suppose mat uear should climb this tree !" she cried. The thought made her shudder. Happily for her, this occurrence was averted. Just as the bear bad succeeded in getting itself untangled from the wheel, a pack of bunting dogs ran out into the road a short distance above. The bear immediately turned tail and fled into the woods on the opposite side of the road, followed by the dogs. A minute later two young hunters came into view. Both were running. When they saw the bicycle they stopped. "I wonder where that bear got this wheel ?" said one of the hunters. "If you please, it's mine," said Miss Loughran. The hunter looked around in astonishment. "I thought I heard a voice, Harley," said he to bis companion. Miss Loughran slid down the trunk of the tree, rather the worse for her experience, yet relieved to know that her peril was past. It took few words to tell her story. Beyond the fact that the rear tire was badly punctured, the wheel was not much injured. Miss Loughran insisted upon trundling the wheel herself to her aunt's home, though she was accompanied the greater part of the way by the two young men, one of whom was from New York, and the other from Rutland, this state. "I never expected to have such an exciting time in quiet old Vermont," said Miss Loughran, "but then one cannot always tell what is going to bappen. nay omy regret is mat me horrid bear was not killed." HE COULD NOT SEE THE SIGNAL. Clark Russell has, in a recent issue of the New Illustrated Magazine, a spirited account of Lord Nelson at the Battle of Copenhagen. Although the English ships met with a variety of disasters, early in the fight, for three of them had touched ground and one bad been swept astern by a countercurrent, yet Lord Nelson still kept his signal to "bear down" flying defiantly. About one in the afternoon Sir Hyde Parker, commander-in-cbeif, hoisted from his flag-ship the signal for the action to cease. The signal-lieutenant reported the signal to Nelson, who seemed not to hear him. The lieutenant waited for him to make a fresh turn of the deck, and said : "Shall I repeat it, my lord ?" Nelson answered : "No, acknowledge it," and asked in a minute, "Is number 16 still hoisted?" This number signified "for close action." and the sailor who answered "yes" was greatly surprised to hear the little admiral say : "Mind you keep it so!" Tho 3tump of his right arm began to show the strong agitation he was under; whenever Lord Nelson was worried, he worked his "fin," as the sailors called it. Turning to Colonel Strout he said in a quick, eager voice : "Do you know what is shown on board the commander-iu-chief ? "No," said the colonel. "Why, to leave off action !" exclaimed Nelson. "To leave off action !" he repeated. "Now shoot me if I do !" Then turning to Captain Foley, he remarked : "You know, Foley, I have only one eye. I haye a right to be blind sometimes." Putting his glass to his blind eye, he exclaimed: "I really do not see the signal!" He went on fighting, and the battle of the Baltic became one of England's most famous victories. A blind eye that does not see defeat i9 belter than two good eyes that fail to recognize success. f?~ Mr. Perkins, visiting bis wife's relatives in Maine, says Life, attended church one Suuday. The sermon was long, and Perkins went to sleep. The sermon came to an end at last, but Perkins slept peacefully on. The deacons began to take up the collection. When the hat was passed to Perkins, bis wife nudged him, and Perkins sat up with a start. Gazing in a bewildered manner at the extended hat and then at the deacon, he shook his head sleepily, and said, "That isn't my hat. Mine had a blue lining." Peanuts * j a Vegetable.?Pea Urt ft fi/iWftftil o a Q DUU3 lliU^ uc uarv^vi auu oui wu ?*o ? vegetable. Remove the skins from the meats and put one cupful into an earthen baking dish. Pour over them two pints of boiling water, cover the dish with a plate and place it in a moderately cool oven and bake from four to five hours, or until the nuts are tender. When the nuts are partly cooked, season them with salt and stir among them a teaspoonful of butter. S&" It has been computed that the death rate of the globe is #8 per minute, 97,790 per day, or 35,717,790 per year. The birth rate is 70 per minute, 100,800 per day, or 36,817,200 per year, reckoning the year to be 365J days in length.