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I M CASH I I Ey E. E. GANNETT. 1 * * (t A ;,-ff ?V- "cvV ■? * -c 1 (t'upjritfhi. IWJ, hj Authors tijuUioaU.) Upon the breakfast tables of the town that morning the early papery had their everyday fold and suffered the usual indifferent glances? but with the crisp rattle of the opening sheets came startled exclamation and coffee and steak at many tables grew cold. Neale and Company had failed. For Nea'.e himself the readers did not concern themselves; he had many irons in the tire and the falling of one was a bagatelle, but “Company” was a different story. Phil Graham’s till was vested in that title, and the town loved Phil. Moreover, the town had advised him as to the unlucky venture, so responsibility weighted its sympathy. "Something must be done,” said Maj. Andieson, taking a gulp from his chilled cup. “But what?” asked pretty Nell. Then there was a pause, with a family of wrinkled brows. “You see,” said Miss Benton, who was the major’s ward, “there is noth ing a man more fastidious about than the way he is helped.” The Andersons all looked at her and then took demurely to their breakfasts. They had suddenly re called the fact that this subject was of more importance to her than to anyone else except “Company” him self, and they found comfort in the thought of her income. “True,” and the major smiled as he indorsed her remark, "and the greater bis need the more pigheaded Phil will get.” "So. if I might suggest —” coloring daintily. “Yes?” The major bent his hand some gray head in gracious defer ence. “1 should let him alone." “Oh,” said Nell, aghast, “not even sympathize?” “Doesn’t sympathy in such a case carry a bit of humiliation? As if one wen not equal to emergencies.” The major laughed. "Of course,” he said, “a young lady with three thousand a year in her own right knows about the way to fight emer gencies.” At this point a note came in for Miss Benton, which she excused her self to read. Sire grew white over it. The Andersons after a furtive glance api kept their eyes politely to * ‘es and talked as fast as pos rreign subjects. All stood 'th breaths of relief. Miss wed the major to his used the door after her. . his courage,” she said, ah , “but I forgot the weak side uis pride.” “Ah,” said the major, gently put ting her into a chair, “he releases you ?” “Which is absurd,” with a wan smile, “what shall I do?” "Well,” walking- up and down and frowning, "as I've said, lie’s pig headed; but—” a sudden smile flash ing out, "a beautiful girl”—and he made a little courtly sweep of hands to show the helplessness of the world before her will. “No,” flushing, "he has gone away.” *A.ts, he had gone promptly away. A vision of Miss Benton's eyes with tears among the lashes went along, but he frowned it all down, reflecting upon the two or three households ol his acquaintance where the wife held the purse. A pretty position for a man of honor and brains and muscle to call on his wife to pay his butcher! So he hurried west, well from the sight of Miss Benton and did book keeping at $1,200 a year. But a woman’s will is not so easily dismissed. Some three months later there came a letter from the one friend of the old town to whom he had confided his address, and it had this paragraph: “You have heard of Miss Benton’s trouble? It is rumored that she has lost absolutely every thing, and I judge there can be no mistake, for she has sold her ponies, dismissed her maid and is advertis ing, poor girl, for a position as gov erness.” That day Phil spent studying do mestic economy and the possibilities of twelve hundred a year. The next found him with a fortnight’s leave of absence and a seat in an east-bound train. “I ought to send you away,” said Miss Benton, with a sigh and a pout and a furtive glance of adoration, “but I cannot.” “Perhaps,” laughed Phil, “you may do that later; but," with a look in finitely satisfactory to Miss Benton, “money is not everything.” Some,* two years had passed when the major happened in Chicago and called on his late ward. The street was not a fashionable one, and the house, though cozy and artistic, was small and plain. “You don’t mean to say,” gasped the major, staring from the late Miss Benton’s simple dress to the very plain furniture of her sitting-room, “you don’t mean to say— ’’ “Hush,” laughing, with a finger on her lips, “I have never told him." The majr r sat down limp with astonishment. “You see, we are quite happy,” dimpling and flushing exquisitely, “and that superfluous cash might be a disturbing element.” “Upon my soul!” “So be very careful, please, when he comes in. He will be delighted to see you.” “Upon my soul!” “Do be careful,” anxiously, with eye and ear attentive to the door. “Upon—you don’t touch it at ail?" “No,” smiling, “not a cent of it.” “He still thinks,” chuckling, “that he saved you from going out as a gov erness?" “Yes,” in a delighted nod. “Hus-s-sh, that’s his step.” “Superfluous cash,” repeated the major, discreetly low, “upon my soul!” MINE PAYS CITY’S BILLS, The Municipality f linker. Wash., Owns n I’l-oflliible Hcpoxii of Gold Ore. The town of linker City, Wash., is one of Fie most favored of munici palities. for it is the owner of a wa ter system which is a veritable gold mine. About a year ago the city au thorities issued bonds to the amount of SIOO,OOO and established a gravity water system to supply the city from Elk creek, ten miles away in the mountains. After the new system was nearly completed it was dis covered this summer that the flow of water was not sufficient to meet the demands of tin* city and the council issued more bonds and pur chased the celebrated Auburn ditch, which brings a large supply of wa ter from the mountains to a point about eight miles from the city. The water is excellent, there is plenty of it a id it will soon be connected with the main water system, says a local informant. All this is very well, but there is something - distinctly peculiar about the new water system of Baker City. The title to the Auburn ditch car ries wjfh it the title to the celebrat ed Nelson placer mines, situated eight or ten miles west of the city, and in securing the water the city also acquired a gold mine, probably the first ever owned by any munici pality in the United States. These mines have been leased in the past year by year to people who have taken out good returns every season. This year the owners have made n good elean-up. Next year the city can operate the mine itselt or lease the privilege to others. It is estimated by a mining man of experience that the Nelson placer mines will pay a sufficient revenue to pay all the expenses of the city government of Baker City and afford many improvements now greatly needed by this rapidly growing little city. For instance, the town is in urgent need of a good sewerage sys tem. electric street lights, street pavement and systematic street sprinkling during the dry months. It is also proposed to erect in linker City next year a permanent mineral palace, to be constructed of gold and silver ores and to contain a large col lection of I lie ores from which every camp and mine in eastern Oregon, so arranged and exhibited as to answer all questions as to the mineral re sources of the country, it would show to a stranger the exact loca tion and character of all the differ ent kinds of ores, gold, silver, cop per, coal, nickel, kaolin, asphaltnm and (lie location and description of all the working mines and prospects. It is believed that the rental or proceeds from the Nelson placers, which in such peculiar manner be •ame the property of linker City, will run the city and pay for these much desired improvements, and perhaps aid in wiping out the city's indebted ness ;rln ady being steadily reduced under a cash basis system of govern ment. BANK BILLS IN CAR WHEELS. Currency Vneornleil nf the Notional Treasury lx I si-il by the C ar Dili 111orn. It is the commonly accepted be lief that the old currency redeemed at the treasury department is abso lutely destroyed. Such, however, is not the case. A single wheel of a locomotive represents many millions of what was once good paper cur rency. From a bank note to a car wheel is quite a radical transforma tion. but it happens every day, and to become a supporting atom in the re volving mass is the ultimate fate of every soiled sl, $lO or SI,OOO bill, says a Washington report. Between $50,000,000 and $500,000,000 worth of paper money is canceled every year in the treasury depart ment in Washington, and after being macerated is converted into filling fur railroad car wheels. This pulp makes the best kind of wheels and the government gets S4O a ton for it from the manufacturers. The destruction of soiled paper currency goes on daily and is in charge of three treasury employes, who represent respectively the sec retary of the treasury, the treasurer of the United States and the comp troller of the currency. Bundles of the canceled notes are dumped into the big macerators and crushed into a puttylike mass. The pulp is then treated with an alkali, which ex tracts the ink; the sniff is dried, shipped in bales and forwarded to the ear wheel manufacturers. For every- note so destroyed, un less it has come from a national bank in liquidation, anew one of the same denomination is printed at the bu reau of printing and engraving. All this work costs the government not h ing. The national banks pay the ex penses, although the treasury depart ment has full control of the redem,v •ion division. Except Their Fingernails, “1 always try to nail a lie,” said tha little woman. "What nonsense!” sneered the cruel man. “Women can’t nail anything.”— Chicago Daily News. I The MISSION of I I LITTLE QUIET | | By ELIZABETH CHERRY WALTZ. | (Copjrlght, 1901, by >utbora Syndicate.) In the neighbortyrod of “Diamond Row,” as someone wittily dubbed tile Img block of showj - , pressed brick houses, Little Quiet’s advent caused no end of comment and burn ing curiosity. Lawyer Hodges, the keenest lawyer of ti e city, had once been a waif and made his own way upward. His wife was an invalid and they were childless. When one day a child of a year old and a nurse maid were installed at their house the women of the block were not satisfied until each had made a friendly cal,l ind elicited such crumbs of informa tion as Mrs. Hodges would impart. Pieced together it was meager in formation. The child belonged to one of Mr. Hodges’ clients ami he had promised to give it his persona* supervision. Mrs. Hodges did not know who the parents were nor why the child was there. The child was no annoyance to her, because it was quiet. In fact, they called her Little Quiet, although her name was Mary, The. good matrons of “Diamond Row,” eager to do and be real society people, felt and resented the subtle differences between that baby and their own less dainty and beautiful offspring. For Little Quiet was deli cate and pale, she had starry eyes and a small, red mouth. Her curls, now light brown, would one day be as dark as her lashes. Her skin was tine and her hands and feet daintily formed. Money was lavished on her, money from somewhere. She was a little queen, even if isolated with her nurse in the third-story front of the pressed brick. She was not neglect ed. Before Lawyer Hodges took his hat each morning he mounted the two flights of stairs, cast a suspicious ■ye over the nursery and bedroom, inspected the child gravely and kind ly and departed--satist'ed. Little Quiet could not talk well, but •die chose to show appreciation or iffection by little smiles or move ments and gestures. Her nurse, who had something like a conscience after a long siege of troublesome charges, soon adored her. “There never was a baby like her,” she would say ten times a day. “Wherever her people are, they are missing the sweetest one God ever sent below.” Even Lawyer Hodges thawed as the child began to look for his morning visits. Ho showed it by a sharper scrutiny and a dozen useless com mands. impractical and accepted by Nurse Brown with charity. One gloomy day Lawyer Hodges re ceived a cablegram of some length >ver which he looked sore. While he vas knitting his forehead, the head •lerk ushered in a woman. The law yer glanced up, suddenly pushed back lie cablegram and rose. His keen yes met eyes cpiite as keen, but leautiful and imploring. “Madam!” “You are surprised to see me, of ourso. I have recovered. J am here localise I want my child.” “Your husband must inform you, madam. I am merely bis lawyer. 1 let by his instructions.” “And he is in Europe. I know the oliild is rot with him anjJ you know where she is. I would not let my lawyer come—nor can 1 wait. I must see my child —do you hear? I must see tlie child.” “But, madam—” “You need not say one -word. I defy you. 1 am not afraid now of the whole world, because I have the clew to the tangle. Harold was and is a madly jealous man. lie married me fom the stage with no deceit or guile on my part. He was always jealous, ilways suspicious. And when I was ill, he thought he found those sus picions verified, seized the child and tied to Europe. But God is good. I am now well and I will not be trod den to the dust. Harold did not take baby to Europe. She is hidden some where and you know where. Think of it, think of it! My child torn from me and I am wholly innocent. Can you deny rne her one moment? Think how her mother must feel!” During this impassioned appeal the lawyer stood peering out at her as if appalled. He had not the least doubt of her innocence, for he knew men and women well. But the hus band was his client and he must stand on the other side. Something made him hate himself as he said, slowly: “Madam, you must settle this with your husband. I cannot act save as he instructs me.” “As you instruct him, you mean. I know lawyers’ ways. Harold is rich and is your client. But I tell you that in the name of humanity you dare not -(■fuse to tell me if that child is safe ind well.” He meant to shake his head and be done with it—but there came a sud len memory of Little Quiet’s clapping her hands at the sight of her that morning, her starry eyes alight, as were these others before him. He Beared Ids throat. “She is well and safe.” “For so much I thank you. You may write to your client and tell him what you please. Whatever he does I will be righted—because there is no wrong with me—and he has destroyed his rwn happiness.” When she had gone Mr. Hodges pulled forward the cablegram. It told him that the writer was about to return and intended to at once sue for a di vorce and the custody of his child. The papers must be ready when he reached New York. • • * * “Yes,” the papers are ready,” said the lawyer on the eighth day after ward to a tall and athletic young man, who seemed to fairly till his small of fice; “that is, if you are fully deter mined. Your wife will light the case. She has retained Van Cassyl— and will fight for the child. Had we not better arrange something?” Harold. Thynne shook himself like a weary dog. “No, I want it over with. I am sure —sure. It was my own mad folly. These women of the stage—pah!” “But,” interrupted the lawyer, “you are Too rash, were too rash then. Think of the child—that is a nice little child. You ought not to expect me to not think of her in this ease, for I’ve looked after her for you.” “So vou have,” said the man, gloom ily, “but she is so like her mother.” "We will go and see her before we do anything else,” said the lawyer, quietly. ‘ln fact, I insist that you must see her before going forward.” Half an hour later the two men stepped quietly up the two flights of stairs. The house seemed very still, and there was nothing to lead Mr. Hodges to expect the scene he met on opening the nursery door. The child was seated on her beautiful mothers lafj. the tiny arms about her neck. Mrs. Hodges w as crying in a chair near by, and Nurse Brown w as blow ing her nose violently from time to lime. “Arethusa!” exclaimed Mr. Hodges, amazed beyond further speech by the sight before him. She turned fiercely upon him “Which I never won a have ihjtigln, Timothy, that you’d have hid aw -3 a sweet child from its m. (her. and all on account of a bad man's jealousy Mrs. Thynne had risen w ith tli > child in her arms. Her eyes b'azed as she faced her accuser. “You shall not have her, Harold. You would make her as miserable as you have made me. Think of snatch ing a tender little tiling from its moth er’s arms and then running off to Eu rope and leaving her with strangers.” “itshows what a rash, wildthought ecl man vou are,” sobbed Airs. Hodges, “and you've had a bad influence over my husband or he would never have helped you.” Harold Thynne was pallid to the lips. “Didn’t 1 see you talking to the actor you knew before we were mar ried? Didn’t 1 see you give him a let ter or note? —and you had promised me to give up those people.” “That’s where I was foolish,” re plied the little mother, bravely. “1 should never have turned my back on old friends —and should occasion of fer, 1 will show what that note was and where its destination.” “She was sending money to a poor sick woman that had always looked after her, you wretch,” cried Mrs. Hodges; “she told me so, and I be lieve her —and not asking her about it you steals her baby, and her sick at the time. Ugh! but you are a thoughtless one and don't deserve such a wife and child. Timothy shall not take your oase, not he.” The lawyer whistled softly. But Little Quiet had been making up her mind from her perch in her mother’s arms. She had been shyly ■ying her father while smoothing her nother’s cheek. Now her seldom heard voice was raised in entreaty. “Papa, p’eas turn here.” It was as if a bombshell had ex ploded in the room. Nurse Brown Ifed, weeping audibly. The dazed Timothy found himself hustled out by Mrs. Hodges, who fairly drove him down (he stairs. Sittimrdown upon a divan in the hallway siie sank back among the cushions with a wail of recrimination. “If it wasn’t for that blessed child, Timothy, you’d be a miserable sinner. But the Lord has upset your plans, and although 1 don’t like that man, she may bring him around so he’ll act like other people. They goto little child to lead them, anyhow.” Knew from Experience, Not long ago, in Perthshire, Scot land, relates a foreign exchange, a woman was driving her husband down a narrow lane, when, on turning a sharp corner, they encountered a brewer’s cart. Neither had room to pass, and in most disagreeable tones the woman said: “He must go back, for I shall not. He ought to have seen us before en tering the lane.” “But. my dear,” how could he, with this sudden turn in the road?” “I don't care,” said the woman, haughtily; “I shall stay here all night before I give way to him.” The driver of the cart overheard all the conversation, and said, .resign edly: “A’ richt, sir; I’ll gang bock" —add- ing. sympathetically, ’‘l've got just such nnither one at home, —London Tit-Bits. “Mammy'a" Art ('rlllcUm. The old negro “mammy” of the ante-bellum type is fust disappearing, and when one does meet with the genuine article there is generally rea son to remember the occasion pleas antly, Recently a gentleman was making some purchases in a small grocery in West Baltimore, when there entered the store one of these characters belonging to days gone by. Hanging conspicuously on the wall of the store was a large lithograph depicting an airily clad youngster in a field of waving grain. The picture immediately caught the eye of the newcomer. “Who’s dat?" she asked the clerk. “Why, that’s Oeorge Washington,” replied the clerk, with a twinkle in his eye. “Huh!" grunted aunty dubiously. “Hit Inks mo’ lag Moses in de am bush.”—Baltimore Sun. PARCEL DELIVERY Bjf TUBE. Private Cnmpanr That Han Initialled ■ System In Iloalon—l'lan Would Save Much. Traffic. Pneumatic tubes have long been used for the transmission of change, messages, and other light articles. They were also employed *for a lime in Boston, New York and Philadel phia for mail transmission, although this was stopped about a year ago. If is quite possible tha. tubes —which have long been in extensive use on the other side of the water for the dispatch of mail, may again be em ployed for that purpose in this coun try. and not only iu the cities named, but also in others. In the meantime an interesting experiment in the use of pneumatic tubes for delivering or dinary parcels was begun by a pri vate company in Boston last August and is described by the engineer of the company. Mr. lid ward 1). Sabine, in the engineering News. The line starts in the midst of the retail dis trict and has two branches. One runs to tlte Back Bay, a distance of a mile and a half. The other runs a mile to a point in the South end. whence a line continues a mile farther to Uox bury, and from there another line ex tends n mile and a quarter farther to Dorchester. Every line is really double, one tube being for outward and the other for inward business. The carrier travels at the rate of a mile in two minutes. Bundles are col lected by team for deposit and are distributed by team from the other end. It is obvious that a proper pneumatic tube parcel delivery sys tem, having direct connections with big stores and other centers of dis tribution in the downtown district in any large city, would obviate a great amount of traffic in that district. The Boston system is not such a one, but so far as it goes the results of its use will be instructive. THE PEOPLE OF MARS. Now Convert to Theory Thnl IMnnel lx I nlinhlleil—Sn> x Coninninl eatlon lx Impoxxlhle. Prof. Samuel A. Barker, occupying the chair of mathematics and astron omy in the University of Indianapolis, lately gave out a statement that he is a convert to the theories advanced by Sir Hubert Ball, Barrett Serviss and others, that the planet Mars is in habited, and that Us people are ex ceedingly intclligi at and enterprising, • hut it is impossible to communicate with them. Prof, Marker further says, accord ing to the Cincinnati Enquirer, that “the Martians are a people of stu pendous power and wonderful engi neering skill. Were it possible t<* sig nal them, there is little doubt that I they would understand and reply, as they are a race of enormous brain dc v< lopment.” Prof. Marker further adds that in nil of the thousands of years of the earth’s history its people have not succeeded in changing the face of the planet to any such extent as the people of Mars have changed theirs. , but he sees no way of signaling to them. Me does not take kindly to the theory advanced by Tesla, of dec trie signals conveyed through the ether, as Prof. Barker believes it an im possibility to develop the requisite energy totransmit the waves so tar. THE ORIGINAL JUDGE LYNCH. No One Condrmnpd lawlessness More Heartily Than lie—Strnnue ■ 'milk of Trunnion. Tradition sometimes plays strange pranks with dead men’s reputations, says Thomas Walker Page in Atlan tic. It would make an interesting half hour for the eavesdropper be yonti the Styx, if lie could hear the exchange of amenities between Duns Scot us and “Judge” Lynch the one a shrewd, clear reusoner, whose name now signifies a fool; the other, a sim ple Quaker gentleman, whose name has eoi.e to stand for organized sav agery. Charles Lynch was a man whose services to his country as a brave pioneer and righteous judge, us a soldier and u statesman, are by no means deserving of oblivion, still of obloquy. It seems, indeed, one of the iniquities of fate that his name should now be universally applied to proceedings that no one would con demn more heartily than he. The records of the court of Beil ford coun ty, in Virginia, and those of various Quaker meetings, the journals of the Virginia house of burgesses and of the first constitutional convention, taken together with family documents mid traditions, show him to have been an upright and useful member of so eiety and a wise and energetic leader at the most important crisis of Amer ican history. ( henp Itnileoml l ure. Indin is the land of cheap railway traveling. ’I he returns of the East India railway show that in 12 months IK,OOO passengers used the line and that of these 17,000,000 traveled third or lowest class. The cost of carrying was one-eighteenth of a penny per niiie, and the charge to the passen gers was a little more than one farthing. Great as is the difference between the cost of transit by this line and parliamentary or even workmen’s, rates, the comparison between in comes of the lowest class of passen gers in India and Great Hritain is still greater. 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