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NINE A MYSTICAL NUMBER.
Many Superstitions Connected With Three Times Three. Nine Is a mystical number. A cat Is said to have nine lives; there are nine crowns in heraldry; possession Is "nine points of the law," and the whip for punishing evildoers has nine tails, the superstition being that a flogging by a trinity of trinities would be sacred and more efficacious. , In or der to see the fairies, mortals are di rected to put nine grains of wheat on a four-leaf clover. The hydra had nine heads, and leases are frequently granted for 99 or 999 years. Milton, In "Paradise Lost," says: of hell "The gates are thrice threefold—three folds adamantine, three folds iron and three folds adamantine rock. They have nine folds, nine plates and nine linings. When the angels were cast out of heaven nine days they fell." The nine of diamonds was consid ered the curse of Scotland, and to see nine magpies in the land of cakes Is considered as bad as to see the de'il his ane sel'. Benefit of Collegiate Course. President Woodrow Wilson of Princeton: "You don't need to send a boy to college to find an education, it's to find himself, to find his relation to the life that is around, and to become of value to the nation. The class room is not vital, because one man dominates, one mind is master. 1 be lieve that the only way to learn is by trying your mind alongside of some other mind and drawing conclusions. Nothing gives a youngster catholicity of view like rubbing against the men of various parts of the country." What the Dentist Says. Toledo, Ohio, March 27th— (Special.) ,—Harry T. Lewis, the well known den tist of (107 Sumit street, this city, is telling of his remarkable cure of Kid ney Disease by using Dodd's Kidney Pills. "I was flat on my back and must say I had almost given up all hope of ever getting any help," says Dr. Lewis. "My kidneys had troubled me for years. The pains in my back were severe and I had to get up several times at night. I tried different medi cines but kept on getting worse till I was laid up. "Then a friend advised me to try Dodd's Kidney Pills and in about two weeks I started to improve. Now am glad to admit 1 am cured and cannot praise Dodd's Kidney Pills too highly." If you take Dodd's Kidney Pills when your kidneys first show signs of being out of order you will never have Bright's Disease, Diabetes, Dropsy, Gravel or Rheumatism. Horse Commits Suicide. In a lawsuit in Aberdeen, Wash,, pver a horse, the death of which In a flood the owner attributed to the care lessness of a man who had hired it, the court decided that the animal, which had suffered from melancholia for some time, committed suicide. RESTORED HIS HAIR Scalp Humor Cured by Cuticura Soap and Ointment—After All Else Had Failed. "I was troubled with a severe scalp humor and loss of hair that gave me a great deal of annoyance and inconven ience. After unsuccessful efforts with many remedies and so-called hair tonics, a friend induced me to try Cuticura Soap and Ointment. The humor was cured in a short time, my hair was restored as healthy as ever, and I can gladly say I have since been entirely free from any further annoy ance. I shall always use Cuticura Soap, and I keep the Ointment on hand to use as a dressing for the hair and scalp. (Signed) Fred'k Busche, 213 East 57th St„ New York City." Sums Spent to Repress Crime. For the repression of crime about $30,000,000 a year is spent by England and Wales. TEA !s there anything good that isn't advanced by good tea? Is there anything bad that isn't kept down by good tea? Work. Almost any kind of work would be pleasant if one didn't have to do it for a living. TEA Good tea is better than poor coffee, and costs less money. Go by the book. Writ* for our Kaowlodg* Book, A ScMSU^ A Cbatfuiny, 8u> I uncuoo. London's Breathing Spots. The open spaces of London measure twenty-one and a half miles. The ag gregate cost each year of the mainten of the parks is less than $2, ance 500 . 000 . PC V.' ft? 'Ey FREDERICK UPHAM ADAMS JOHN BURT v.' ,-v * tf V.' Author of "Thu Kidnapped Millionaires," "Colonel Monroa s Doctrine," Etc. 8 T COPTBIOUT, 190S. BT A. J. JJ H a X B L BIDDLI All rights reserved COPYRIGHT, 1902, BT PasoBuicK UphjlM Adams | CHAPTER SEVEN—Continued. "Yes, he has, and she's a beauty," he replied, with the air of one giving an expert opinion. "Well, you keep away from her!" said the old man gruffly. "Let her alone. She'll never have a dollar. Car den's ruined right now, but he doesn't know it. I do. What about this daughter?" he demanded, pausing in front of Arthur, around here?" "She is spending the summer at Bishop's—a farmhouse about five miles from here," replied the son. "Say, governor, you must write to Carden and say you've learned that his daughter is here, and that you and your family will be delighted to meet her socially, and will try to make her stay in the country agreeable." "I'll do nothing of the kind," roared Randolph Morris, fumed for a while, and then wrote the letter, as his son knew he would from the beginning. "There it is!" he said as he handed the envelope to Arthur. "For God's sake, don't marry the girl!" Arthur Morris leaned back in the chair and laughed. "I have never spoken to her, gov ernor," he said, putting the letter in his pocket, "and I certainly don't con template matrimony." Jessie was greatly excited when a letter came from her father notifying her of the invitation which had been received and accepted. The general considered the incident a gratifying recognition of his increasing import ance as a financier. Jessie knew little of the business prestige such recogni tion entailed, but was delighted with the opportunity to meet the famous Morrises, and in despair over the gown she should wear. The day after she received the note from her father John Burt called, and "Is she stopping He stormed and jy I K X U: //), A 'll \ V . if I 2? .JL\ , V% '-(V, I h !/> / V. i ■ / i fl W. a \ 1 £ * "well, rov KE&j4Jffly r J : Pcrrf&z>r they took their first horseback ride of the summer. They galloped for miles along the hard sand of the seashore, and dismounted to rest and talk be neath the shade of pleasant trees. Jessie told him of the letter from her father, and with some pride talked of the invitation from Randolph Mor ris. John looked at the slip of paper In Jessie's hand, and it appeared like a wedge about to separate them. And why should it not? What right had he to aspire to the love of Jessie Carden, the daughter of a rich man; beautiful beyond any woman he had ever seen? The fear, which ofttimes became a certainty that Jessie would pass be yond his reach, was the haunting ter ror of his dreams by day or night. She had everything—youth, health, beauty, wealth and position. He had youth and health—so had the aver age farm laborer. "Let's climb Strawberry Hill and watch the sunset," suggested Jessie. John helped Jessie up the steep, winding path, and they stood on the crest of the hill. The broad Atlantic lay to the east, and the Island-dotted bay glowed in the colors of a glorious sunset. At the horizon was a mass of clouds; above burned a bar of red— the red of blood. To the zenith were spread the gorgeous tints with which the setting sun tinseled the closing curtains of night. Delicate greens toned through the shades of orange Into rich amethyst, and against this background of lacework of clouds flaunted the thousand graduations of the spectrum. But the bar of red above the dun cloud dominated It was reflected in the water of the bay, shimmering In the rubescent glow. They stood silent for minutes under the spell of nature's grandest spectacle. The sun dipped lower until its arc touched the line of the cloud. Sharp as a knife, the black bank slow ly obscured the face of the sun, until a red hemisphere, weird and unreal, glowered and quivered in the western sky. Jessie Carden's reception in the Morris mansion opened to her a new and an attractive world. Accustomed from childhood to the comforts and luxuries of comparative wealth, she was awed by the magnificent sensu ousness of the millionaire's palace, and by the pomp and splendor of its decorations and fittings, less, without attempting to analyze or justify her feenugs, Jessie was not favorably impressed with Arthur Mor ris. There is a psychological barrier between vice and virtue; an instinct which places innocence on guard. The young man's personality was of slight importance at the moment, but Jessie did not like him—why, she neither knew nor cared. She tactfully eluded his further attentions, and spent the remainder of the afternon with his sisters. Neverthe Three days later Arthur Morris called at the Bishop house and found Jessie at, home. They chatted for an hour or more, and he secured her consent to be one of a coaching party on the next Saturday. Had it not been for his presence, she would have en joyed the expedition thoroughly. More than a week had passed. From Sam Rounds—who knew of every thing that happened for miles about— John heard of the party, and drank deep of the lover's first cup of sus picion. bitter with the wormwood of jealousy. He decided to call on Jessie and learn his fate. His heart leaped when Jessie came forward to meet There was tenderness in her him. eyes and welcome in the clasp of the warm little hand which nestled for an instant in his. "Saddle my horse, John; let's ride!" she said. Delighted, John obeyed, and set himself stolidly to enjoy her presence as they galloped along the beach. "Have you an engagement for Sat urday?" asked Jessie. "I have none. Can I do anything?" asked John eagerly. "I have cousins who live near the beach twelve miles south of here," said Jessie. "I want to spend a day with them. Do you think you could endure the company of three foolish girls all day, John?" "I could enjoy the company of one wise little-girl forever," said John, with a fervor which astounded him when the words were uttered. A blush suffused Jessie's cheek, but her drooping eyes expressed no rebuke. "I —I—shall be deligted to be your es cort," stammered John, far more confused than the subject of his ardent compliment. "When will you be ready, Jessie?" "You may call at 8 o'clock, if you will," said Jessie, without raising her eyes. It was ten o'clock in the morning when the Morris trap stopped in front of the Bishop farmhouse. Morris was looking his best. His eye was clear, and his smooth, plump face was ruddy. "Present my compliments to Miss Carden," he said, offering his card. "Miss Carden is not at home," re plied the maid. Will you come in, sir?" "No, thank you. Very sorry, I am His face grow dark, but his voice was quiet as he said: "Tell Miss Carden of my disappointment, and say I'll call some day soon." Gen. Marshall Carden paid a visit to the farm a week later. After din ner he invited Jessie to a walk, and his manner told her that something was impending. They paused to rest under an arbor. For some moments both were silent. "I have something to say to you, Jessie, which I wish could be left unsaid," began Gen. Carden, clearing his throat uneasily. Jessie looked '0. I into fils face witi questioning eyes. "You are nearly seventeen, Jessie, and are now a woman," he continued after a pause. "You belong to a good fam ily; and, God willing, you will inherit a modest fortune. You are very beau tiful, my pet, and it is natural you should have admirers. "I will explain to you frankly what has happened. I received a call yes terday from Mr. Randolph Morris. In a casual way Mr. Morris spoke of you and sent his compliments, pressed regret that his family had failed in an attempt to make your visit to the country more enjoyable. Of course this greatly surprised me. and when I pressed him for particu lars he said he knew nothing, except that Arthur had called and that you had refused to see him." Gen. Car den paused. "I don't wish to see him. papa," said Jessie, with much spirit. "He annoys me. He said he would call Saturday and take me out riding, and never so much as asked me if l oared to go or not. So I went to visit Cou sin Edith, and when he called the maid told him 1 was out." Gen. Carden looked greatly reliev ed. "1 am glad tnat Arthur has given you no more serious cause for dis pleasure," he said. You know little of business affairs, but you must know that Randolph Morris is powerful; a good business friend, and a foe to be feared. At the present moment I dread to incur his displeasure. Your slight of his son might be of vast con sequence in determining Randolph Morris' decision in a matter most vital to our weffare, Jessie, my dar ling. It might even—" Gen. Carden checked himself. His face was drawn with He ex distress which Jessie was a quick to perceive, though not to com prehend. papa, dear," understand, "I will write and ask Mr. do said Jessie. Morris to call, and will treat him just But I as if nothing had happened, know I can never like him, and I don't have to try, do I, papa?" "Certainly not, my pet," said Gen. Carden. He kissed his daughter affec tionately, ami seemed greatly pleased. On Sunday Jessie wrote a note to Ar thur Morris. Two days later he called and Jessie received him in the old fashioned parlor, incident of the preceding week, and chatted gaily for an hour or more. Jessie accepted his invitation to a re ception in the Morris mansion for Sat urday evening, and went under her father's escort. Two weks passed, during which the rich New Yorker was a frequent visit or at the Bishop farmhouse. One even ing John called when Arthur Morris was present, and Jessie introduced them. Arthur treated him with that airy tolerance which success grants to its vanquished. "By the way, Mr. Burt," said Ar thur Morris, as he carelessly rolled a cigarette, "Miss Carden has accepted my, invitation to attend to-morrow's clambake near Cohasset. I must ac company a party of New York friends who will spend the night on my yacht, and attend the bake. We must start early, so 1 can't offer to escort Miss Carden. If I may presume on your acquaintance with her. I shall ask you to drive her to the grove, where I will meet you with my friends." "I shall be more than pleased if Miss Carden will accept my escort," said John. "Certainly, I will," laughed Jessie. Arthur Morris remained a few min utes longer; then he gaily bade Jessie adieu, shook hands with John Burt, and rode away. Both ignored the CHAPTER EIGHT. The Tragedy. Churchill's Grove was famous for Its clambakes, and when John and Jessie drove into it the scene was one to delight the heart of a loyal New Eng lander. The cool, salt breeze from the ocean, the aroma from fir and pine, and the odor from simmering clam and sea weed formed enough to make an Apicius of an an chorite. For an hour or more they walked trinity ambrosial a along the hard, smooth sand, crunch ing the shells under their feet; the song of the sea in their ears, and its cool breath on their cheeks. Then the great gong sounded the signal for dinner and they turned to the grove. "Mr. Morris must have been delay Dbserved Jessie as she glanced ed," once more toward the harbor. "Como we won't wait for him." They had a merry time over dinner. As they came out from the grove they saw the Voltairs at anchor, her upper works glistening in the sunshine. Her launch, crowded with passengers, was on; just leaving. (To be continued.) Defines Cancer. The peculiarity of cancer among diseases is that it consists in the re bellion and malignant behavior of certain parts of the body itself, not in the attacks of foreign enemies. Cancer, in fact, Is a state of civil war in the body, a reign of terror pro duced by outbreaks of murderous fury on the part of revolutionists at one or more localities. I Laughter and Worldly Success. "Speaking of laughter, I have often wondered if the laughing man and the laughing woman really get along bet ter in the world than the man and woman who do not laugh, or if they laugh at all merely grin at amusing thing," said the observant man. "1 do not know, 1 am sure. Of course, you will find that men and women of both types probably in your own acquaintance have been able to get along fairly well in Laughter is no doubt good capital in a great many instances. It is equally true that the grim face, the sour look, 1 may say, has often proved a valu able asset. The which would seem to indicate that there is a time to laugh and a time not to laugh."—New Or leans Times-Democrat. some the world. TEA The greatest tea-drinkers are full-bottom Dutchmen. There isn't much nervous prostration in Holland. Otto of Roses. Otto or attar of roses is the frag rant, volatile, essential oil extracted from the petals of roses and Is obtain ed by distilling the flowers with water. Essential oils are so-called on account of their possessing in a concentrated form the odor characteristic of the plant or vegetable substances from which they are obtained—being as it were the essence of the plant. Al though roses are found growing wild in nearly every part of the world, it Is only In France, Turkey and India that they are cultivated for their per fume, The Turkish oil is the one commonly found in the market. Otto of roses is the basis of all genuine rose perfume and is very expensive. Rnlzrr'i Homo Bnlltlor Corn. So named because 50 acres produced so heavily, that its proceeds built a lovely home. Bee Salzer's catalog. Yielded iu lml. 157 bu., Ohio 160 bu., Tenn. 198 bu., and in Mich. 220 bu. per acre. You can beat this record in 1905. *EF im j H. WHAT DO YOU THINK OK fllESK YIELDS? 120 bu. Beardless Barley per acre. 310 bu. Salzer's New National Oats per A. 80 bu. Salzer Speltz and Macaroni Wheat. 1,000 bu. Pedigree Potatoes per acre. 14 tons of rich Billion Dollar Grass Hay. 00,000 lbs. Victoria Rape for sheep—per A. 160,(XX) lbs. Teosinte, the fodder wonder. 54000 lbs. Salzer's Superior Fodder Cora —rich, juicy fodder, per A. Now such yields you can have in 1905, if you will plant my seeds. JUST SEND THIS NOTICE AND lfiO in stamps to John A. Salzer Seed Co., La Crosse, Wis., and receive their great cata< log anil lots of farm seed samples. [W.N.U.] Tobacco Is Healthy. In the course of my association with tobacco, about twenty-five years, I have known men all this time, every working day, to be Inhaling tobacco dust or fumes produced in the process of manufacture. Uninterrupted good health is the general rule of all per sons engaged In tobacco proceedings of every kind, and generally of large consumers.— Writer in London Lan cet. _ TF.A There's a time to remem ber, a time to forget: it is tea time; remember your joys and forget your sorrows. To Remove Printer's Ink from Paper. To remove printer's ink from paper place a thick pad of blotting paper be neath the sheet of paper which is soil ed. Then apply sulphuric ether with cotton wool, gently rubbing. Finally apply white blotting paper to absorb the color. Continue the application of fresh ether and repeat until all stains disappear. Do this away from a light. Printer's ink is soluble in ether, oil or turpentine, and benzine. TEA Of all the drinks that we drink, a nice cup of tea is the daintiest. Cattle on Holiday. In West Australia some farmers send their cattle for about six weeks' holiday to the seaside each year. The change of air and food is said to be extremely beneficial to them, grass on the coast is impregnated with saline, and has the effect of a tcnlc on the animals. New Equipment on the Santa Fe. An order for some new equipment placed the other day by the Santa It comprises 75 locomotives, 5,300 freight cars and (50 passenger coachds, and postal cars, all to be delivered within the next four months. Fifteen of the new engines are Atlantic type balanced compounds, thirty type balanced compounds and thirty Santa Fe type. This big expense, ag gregating more than $5,000,000, is in curred in order that growing traffic may be promptly handled. Present fa cilities are ample for today's travel and shipments; tomorrow they may not be sufficient. The Santa Fe looks ahead; that Is why it gets the business. The was Fe. Pacific