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i: TjAfr jpunnntimnnnnmntMiu^i LOST ON THE.... Beyond the lawn an avenue of blue .gum and black nettle'led to the veldt without. Behind the house, which was built of stone, and looked quaint and apretty with a veranda running round it, rose some of the highest peaks of the Drakensberg. A little to the left Tan the river Klip. On this evening the sun, too near its setting to be hot now, was shining right Into the sleepy brown eyes of a -girl who lay full length in the shade •of a gum-tree, a book on the grass be side her. Her head was supported by -a plump tittle brown hand, and she was smiling a very happy, contented •smile, aa if some happy thought passed, through her mind. It was a pretty face, too, with its warmth and healthiness of coloring, its softly-rounded, girlish contour, its smiling, half-open, red lips, its clear, open, childishly smooth forehead, over which little curls of the brown hair •shot with ruddy gold came straying. The half-shut, smiling eyes were very «oft and happy just now but who could say whether they might not some day be filled with burning pas sion, with blinding tears, oir with the cold, set expression of despair? "Bluebell, Bluebell! where are you, •child?" The voice came across the little lawn, clear and distinct on the evening air and the girl, rising up from her •comfortable position, shook herself, very much as a wet spaniel might do after coming out of the water, and •Started at a quick run for the house. i'li A ta"' 1 t... '.S angular, spinster lady stood Upon the doorstep. "What a head, child!" was the salu tation. "Have yon forgotten we are TO haveXcompany tonight?" "Well/ I do believe I had," retorted 4he girj. "Don't be angry with me, ^"1 you',, auntie? Really I couldn't iielp it. I'll never, never do it again. -Now dadgoing to bring some one' from Mar(ltzburg, is he? Who is it, anyone very great, I hope 'Rhodes, for instance?" Don't talk noaaeuse, child!" .re turned Miss Eliaabeth Leslie. "No, no! It's no one so great'as that, only some very rich man, I believe, who has made his money at Kimberley or somewhere. But run away and dress yourself, child. I have a good sup per ready, so I hope your father won't keep us waiting. He wished us to have dinner but why should I? We don't call it dinner when we are alone, and why should we change our customs for strangers?" "Quite right, auntie dear." Bluebell partted her aunt's bony,-shoulder with a geptie hand. "Besides, likely enough he's some coarse, horcid man! They are always the kind that become mil lionaires. Oh, auntie, I hope father won't make a great friend of him if he te*" "We shall soon see him, dearie, so there's no use thinking beforehand what his ways are," said Miss Eliza beth—she was always called Miss Elizabeth—soothingly. Bluebell ran upstairs to her own room. It was a pretty little room, not containing much furniture, but as dainty as feminine fingers could make it. Bluebell did not spend all her time lying dreamily under the gum-tree. Xuslinhad She just donned her pretty white frock, drawn in at the waist by a blue band—it was rather strange that Bluebell should smile and blush a little to herself as she fastened the blue tyand—when the sound of horses' hoofs galloping up the avenue drew her attention. She ran to the window, hiding behind the window curtains. Presently two riders emerged from the avenue, and rode up the graveled path to the house. Bluebell could see them distinctly. ,• The first was her father. Bluebell knew him well enough not to require to take.a second look at him yet she did take a second look. Adam Leslie, Esq., of Tinlaverstock, Scotland, who had emigrated to South Africa 10 years ago, was a man of mid dle age, heavily built, stout, and red faced, with a heavy chin, a stubborn mouth, and a pair of rather cold gray eyes. But just now his face was red tfer than usual and there was a slight •want of certainty in his gait as he sprang from his horse that Bluebell colored to see. His companion, the "millionaire," was not at all what Bluebell had pic tured him. He was an old man he looked straight-backed and alert, and sat on his horej with an air of negli gence that showed him a true horse man. For the rest, Bluebell could see that he was somewhat dark in com plexion, wearing a short little peaked beard but she could not see his face jdistinctly. She wfent downstairs presently. Her sitting room was a pleasant apartment, with skins of springbok and other wild animals covering the floor. A lamp burned on the table, on which a sump tuous supper was spread. The two men stood by the fireplace talking. As Bluebell entered her father yjtfrlfjlBi back again, you Bluebell." Si# & VELDT itw CHAPTER I. It was evening—a glorious evening, •such as only tropical countries know. "The hot wind that had blown all day ihad now died down, and there was a at stillness but a pleasant cool ss in the air made it delightful after the sweltering heat. v. There had been no rain for a long time, and the ground was parched and •dry. Outside the pretty homestead 'the red sand of the veldt lay thick and •fine in the dry grass which covered *he wagon track. But inside the grass looked green enough. Perhaps it had Teceived an artificial shower. All Jound the grassy lawn were flower beds, mostly of tropical flowers, among •which the succulent blue lily raised its long, trumpet-shaped flowers but there were a few English flowers, too —stately hollyhocks, sweet-scented aroses, queenly dahlias. $^1111IT* A STORY OF THE BOER CAMPAIGN IN N ATAL A: A A: By H. B. Mackenzie The girl approached, and the other man on the hearthrug stared at the dainty white figure as Adam Leslie gave her a sounding kiss on the cheek. "You see I've brought a friend with me, Bluebell. Mr. Moore—my daugh ter, Bluebell." Mr. Moore bowed low, Bluebell did the same. She did not offer her hand, as her frank custom would naturally have led her to do she hardly knew why. "You will remember your native country every time you address Miss Leslie," said the millionaire, turning to his. host. Adam Leslie laughed uproariously. Bluebell felt now quite sure that he had been drinking. He was usually a reserved, even taciturn man, stern enough towards his household but alcohol unloosed his tongue and gave him a certain coarse frankness." "Quite right, quite right, Mr. Moore! It was her mother gave her the name— a romantic freak but it serves its purpose here, and makes us remember the poor old 'mlther' country." Miss Elizabeth came in presently, and they all sat down to the abundant supper. During the meal the two men talked, Mr. Moore quietly and gravely, in a somewhat rich, sonorous voice Mr. Leslie with loud hilarity. Miss Elizabeth and Bluebell said very little, and the latter had a strange, uncom fortable consciousness during the meal that the dark, slow-moving eyes of the millionaire turned again and again to her face. She knew not why the look made her shiver suddenly every time she met it all through her warm, joy ous heart and body. The two men talked politics, discuss ing the likelihood of Kruger's yielding to Britain's demands. "Give in? Not he!" cried Leslie loudly. "Well, the British know what to do next, that's one good thing. We'll sweep the whole race of them from the earth before we've done with them, or I'm mistaken, and It's what they deserve!" "If it comes to war, of course there can be no doubt as to which side will win," said Mr. Moore, more quietly. "I suppose you have no friends among the Boers or Afrikanders, Mr. Leslie?" "Friends among such people?" cried Mr. Leslie. "Not very likely! I would not admit one of them into my house!" Bluebell spoke almost for the first time. Her voice was just a little un steady, as if emotion of some kind was stirring it. "You don't always speak like that, father. I am sure we have never re ceived anything but kindness from any of the Dutch with whom we came in oontact. And, besides, there's a good deal to be said for their desire to rule their own republic in their own way. How would we like over in the old country if foreigners came and settled down among us—Frenchmen or Ger mans—and compelled us to conform to their customs? They are only like their brave forefathers in the time of William the Silent," Her father interrupted her with a loud laugh. "Doctor Rothes has provMed you with quite a number of arguments, Bluebell. But polHics are quite out side a woman's sphere, my girl, so I advise you not to take them up. Eh, Mr. Moore, ism't that so?" "I think M4as Leslie would even make a oowrert of me," said the mil flonaire, bcrwing gallantly. Again Bluebell caught his eye, and the look gave her another shiver. "May I ask he went on quietly, cUsousrfng Miss Elizabeth's Die. "who Doctor Rothes Is?" "A young Englishman over at Lady smith," replied Mr. Leslie carelessly. "We have him here sometimes. A very clever young fellow—quite exception ally clever but just a little quixotic, you know, as young fellows are apt to be." "Just so I understand," said Mr. Moore quietly. He glanced at Blue bell without appearing to do so, and saw that the healthy rose in her cheeks had deepened almost imper ceptibly in tint, and that her long lashes drooped over and demurely hid her eyes. The millionaire was ta stay at New Kelso—thus Mr. Leslie had named Ms farm in memory of the Scottish town near which he had lived—all night. Bluebell did not feel nearly as hospit able as usual. Now Kelso was a lonely enough place, being about twelve miles from Ladysmith, the nearest village, and the womenfolk sometimes saw no outsider for the space of many months they were, therefore, all the more disposed to make the most of any stray one who did appear. But Blubell did not feel that Gerald Moore was going to be any acquisition She had a vague, groundless dread of him, as if his presence denoted danger. "I don't like him." she said to her self. "And yet why should I not? He has done nothing 10 make me dislike or distrust him." Down-stairs the two men were sit ting together at the table, a decanter of Scotch1 whisky and two glasses be tween them. They had been speaking in low tones but now, as the whisky began to take effect, Leslie raised his. "You are a generous man, Moore!" he cried. "And you are in earnest when you tell me that this is the sole return you ask for your extraordinary generosity?" "The sole return," Moore replied. He raised his hands to his lips, and kept it there for a moment then, dropping it to his glass, which had stoot?, full be side him all the time, though Leslie had replenished his several times, he added slowly: "But I must hive that return, Mr. Leslie—that and no other. I have set my mind upon it." j'if CHAPTER II. was a week later. Bluebell had gone to Ladrsrxith, itae dry, open v^ldt by I" B1 the wagon-path on her gure-footed lit tle horse Rover. She was a capital horse-woman, and nothing daunted her when in the saddle. It was a very hot day, and there were signs of coming rain, which made Bluebell hurry. Her path lay across the dry veldt. Coarse, parched grass and withered shrubs made it look like a desert. The road was a bad and nar row one. It swelled and undulated like an ocean, now dipping down into a hollow, now rising to the height of a little green-covered kopje. Some times she rode close Co the river, which seemed almost dry now, so long had been the drought and always she kept in sight of the great frowning peaks of Drakensberg, above which eagles and vultures circled in their sky-piercing flight. Bluebell had messages at Lady smith. but it was not of her mes sages she was thinking as she neared her destination. She was close to it at last. She saw the little town nest ling, as it seemed in the distance, al most at the bottom of Bulwaan, though In truth separated from it by wide stretches of meadow lands, with the Klip winding its course through them. Now she passed numerous kopjes of red earth, interspersed with shrubs, between which grew abundance of flowers, white jasmine and climbing convolvulus, and the rich glory of red and yellow bloom clustered thickly on the low, dwarf shrubs which covered the kopjes. Bluebell had acquaintances in Lady smith. The Leslies were pretty well known in the country. She was just turning into the town when some one emerging from behind a sudden curve came towards her. Bluebell started a little and stooped over Rover, a richer color than exer cise had brought there coming into her cheeks. In a few seconds the new comer was close to her, and lifting his big gray hat from his head, paused by her horse. He was a young man, perhaps nearing thirty, attired in gray khaki, and with a sunburnt face which show ed that he was exposed to all weather. For the rest, he had been originally a fair-complexioned man, with good features and an open, frank expression. His dark gray eyes were clear and steady, but could look wonderingly soft and tender. They did so now, though his expression was one of much anxiety as he held out his hand, into which Bluebell put hers without a word. (To be continued.) Rnrmah's Amber Mines* hi Burmah amber is found in a re gion difficult of access and jealously guarded by those who have every in terest in keeping their secret. It is situated in the Hukong valley, sur rounded on three sides by almost im passable ranges of mountains, so that it is accessible only from the south across low hills forming the watershed between the Chindwin and the Irra waddy. In one of these low hill ranges are the famous and mysterious mines of golden resin. It is obtained in a very primitive way. After the harvest the diggers go to the hills, and selecting a place where there are no pits dug by previous prospectors, shape with their swords a small -pointed hoe, a wooden shovel, and a basket of split bamboo. With these they make a hole in the blue clap, re moving the refuse by means of the basket, and gradually deepening the shaft. Three men work in company— one below (the shaft not being large enough for more than one at a time), while the others hand up the basket. The amber is found in "pockets," which are generally indicated by strings of coaly matter appearing in the clay.—Stray Sfories. A Third Eye. In ancient times a short-sighted sol dier or hunter was almost an impos sibility today a whole nation is af flicted with defective vision. It is al most certain that man once possessed a third eye, by means of which he was enabled to see above his head. The human eyes formerly regarded the world from the two sides of the head. They are even now gradually shifting to a more forward position. In the dim fast the ear flap was of great service in ascertaining the direction of sounds, and operated largely in the play of the features. But the muscles of the e®r have fallen into disuse, for the fear of surprise by enemies no longer exists. Again, our sense of smell is markedly inferior to that of 'savages. That it is still decreasing is evidenced by observations of the olfactory organs. But the nose still indicates a tendency to become mora prominent. All a Mistake. "Prisoner," said a Maryland justice, "you have been found guilty of steal-i ing a pig belonging to Col. Childers. Have you anything to say before I' jpass sentence?" "I has, sah," answer-1 ed the prisoner, as he rose up. "It's all a mistake, jedge—all a mistake. I: didn't dun reckon to steal from Kur nel Childers. What I was arter was a hawg belongln' to Majah Dawson, an' how dem two animals got mixed up and de constable found de meat in' my cabin am gwine to bodder me till I come out o' jail an' lick de ole wo man fer not keepin' better watch at de doah!"—New York Tribune. Mt»t CUu In Optica. "In looking out of doors, do you no tice how bright is the green of the grass and the leaves?" asked an el derly gentleman of a little girl, whose home he was visiting. "Yes, sir." "Why does it appear so migh brighter, at this time?" he next asked, looking down upon the bright, sweet face with tender interest. "Because ma has cleaned the window, arid you can see out better," she said.—Stray Stories. Want Favored Stktlons. Army officers stationedvn this coun try are all anxious to receive details to the military schools in the different states. Several of these Vetails have been recently made. As Ley are all under the control of the Besident, it generally takes some little |ifluence to obtain, on* TEDDYHITSM'KINLET :v ... ROOSEVELT SAYS NOTHING ABOUT PARTY POLICY. la Afraid of the Record Made by the Republican Administration and Will Kot Defend It—Would Bather Talk of Other Things. That condition which Mr. Bryan warned his party friends against, when he pleasantly said, it is undesirable to nominate a ticket in which the candi date for first and second place may find it necessary to enter into a joint debate with one another, appears to have already developed an illustration in the case of the gentleman nomina ted for president and vice president by Mark Hanna's convention. Just before he left on his trip to Ok lahoma, Candidate Roosevelt gave out an Interview In which he pitched into all violations of the civil service law. His opening declaration reads thus: "I know that no republic can perma nently endure, when its politics are corrupt and base, and the spoils sys tem, the application in political life of the degrading doctrine that to the victors belong the spoils, produces cor ruption and degradation." This Is bringing Mr. McKinley, Mr. Roosevelt's running mate, to book with a vengeance for going back on his oft repeated declaration that he would 'take no step backward" in civil serv ice reform, by removing the civil serv ice fence from around more than 10, 000 offices, previously filled by the merit system, and leaving open to the occupancy of hungry spoilsmen, in order to help Mark Hanna carry the Dhlo election last fall,for the Repub lican ticket. Again Candidate Roosevelt inserts the knife into the head of the presi lential ticket, and draws its blade Iweepingly across the abdomen of the Ban who bosses the Republican party, In the following fashion: "Presidents Arthur, Harrison and Cleveland have U1 desired to see the service extended Ind the law well administered." How 'bout President McKinley? Candidate Roosevelt is ominously silent as to the record of his running mate in the civil lervice reform business. Once more he says: "The spoils Mongers and the spoils-hunter invari Ibly breed the bribe-taker and the brifre-giver, the embezzler of public lunds. and the corrupter of voters." No one at all conversant with recent political history can read the last para graph without interpreting it as a de fiction of Hanna's election methods, the tactics he employed in getting into the senate, and his blackmailing post toasters la^fe y«ar out of corruption tunds for the Ohio election when he imployed Mr. Dick as his stool pigeon. Roosevelt's language likewise reads like a direct reference to the thievery if Hanna's friends Neely and Rath kone in Cuba. What is Teddy the Terror up to? Does he want to get even with Hanna tor trying to prevent his nomination? boes he wish to knife McKinley this fear so as to mount upon the Ohloan's political horse to the candidacy for }residfent in 1904? Both these conclusions are strongly inferable from Roosevelt's remarkable iterances.—Kansas City Times. CRY OF WOLF WON'T WORK. A reee*t cartoon in Puck piotures (he street car riots in St. Louis and as lerts that they are the realization of the anarchistic Chicago platform. Now, fee ery of wolf was effective in 1896, but it is frayed at the elbows and tun down at the heels this year. Peo ple have seen Bryan and have failed to liscover the cibven hoof hidden in his tmple boots, a tail curled beneath his lack coat, er horns sprouting from his iead scantUy covered with hair. They lo longer 'lelieye that death and de Itruction follow in the wake of an en Ictment of Democratic laws. Surely a tarty that stamds for every principle lear to the rounders of the republic not going to tear the nation up by the roots and cast it into the sea. Some new "fake" must be tried this rear. Puck, the New York Times and Ither mugwump papers that are Icreaming anarchy, are wasting their lowder. It won't work again. But to take Puck's cartoon seriously for a moment. The Democratic party lost at the polls in 1896. If any na lional.party is to be blamed for the la bor troubles that have been so numer »us during the present administration lurely if cannot be blamed on the Democrats. Mr. McKinley takes credit tor the large wheat crops. He ought by the same reasoning to bear the bur len of-toe labor (.roubles. That 3uch a tartoon is printed by a reputable paper |hows the lengths to which partisan ship will carry otherwise sane men.— fcvansville Courier. A Political Fable. The Chicago Public draws attention to the fact (utterly ignored in the ress dispatches, as nearly all essential •acts usually are) that the great ice trust of New York, in which prominent politicians of both parties are deeply Interested, rested not upon any power If organization, but upon a monopoly If the docks. If these had been free to ill shippers, the trust would have been rendered impossible by competition. Bo it is with all trusts they are made possible only by laws that foster mon opoly of trade, transportation, and land? Abolish these, and no 'anti trust legislation would be needed. Editor Star. Reading the foregoing We rambled oft into fable-land, thus: ("Trusts"—A Fable.) A certain householder once adver tised for a watch-dog, and two of the traternity responded. Now, one was a fcood dog and the other a bad dog. The food dog modestly stated his abilities the bad dog claimed the place on the fcround that his competitor was guilty 6f a serious crime. So the query was kWhat crime?" "The crime of having I flea on his tall, sir," replied the bad log. "And you, of all creatures in the icorld, have the gall to raise an objec tion like that!" said the Tiouseholder. "Why, you miserable cur, for that one lea on your friend's tail, you have a hundred to every square Jnch of your earc&ss, and not fleas oily, but lice, Inaggots, ticks, and kind of ver mfn aadcr the nut. Out you rascal, and thank your I do not punish you as you deset^e"^f handing you over to the poundman." So the contest ended. The bad dog, with many a cautious look behind, sneaked off home, whilst the good dog got the situation. This fable will be perfectly self-ex planatory to those sensitive Republi cans who are at present in such a dol orous mood over the discovery of a few tainted Democrats in the Ice Trust.—San Francjsco Star. O IN I O N O E E S S The same officeholders that induced the president to repudiate the promise that there should be "no backward step" with reference to civil service re form have dictated to him the person nel of the officeliolding force of Cuba. It is not too much to say that the whole thing is part of one plan. Mr. Hanna and his machine found them selves limited as to spoils. There was not enough to go around. Demands for service rendered could not be grati fied. And so the president was per suaded to repudiate the promise and took the "backward step." After this all was easy. There was not only war rant for filling the Cuban service and all our service in the dependencies with the henchmen and heelers of the spoilsmongers, but there was warrant for the overfilling of those places. The figures of the Cuban scandal that have come to light show the disproportion ate number of officeholders foisted on that island, which in itself was scan dalous.—Indianapolis News, Ind. We need no new government. We need no political platform. We need men to execute the laws. We need courts which will weigh out exact jus tice for rich and poor. We need a law which will prevent nefarious combina tions of capital from planting their feet in one state for the purpose ol choking the people of another. We need independent public enterprises, controlled by the people for their own benefit. But we will get these things only when our citizens become wise.— New York Journal, Dem. And now abideth Marcus,William and Teddy, but the greatest of these is Hanna.—Wichita (Kan.) Democrat. Blasphemous Tomfoolery. Much latitude must be given the proud American enthusiast once in every four years because he then ex ercises the proud privilege of a free man in electing a ruler and all sorts of extravagance in language may be excused, from the most solemn and funereal to the most tropically exuber ant and hysterical. Few people are permitted to choose their own rulers and these few should be allowed to ex ercise their vocal chords to the fullest extent. But there is reason in all things and some of his admirers are going beyond all reason in their be slobbering eulogies of Roosevelt. The preachers have been so far the gravest offenders. Two gentlemen of the cloth have taken it upon themselves to liken the "hero of San Juan" to the "hero of Calvary" and one of these holy qaen has compared Roosevelt's life to the "businesslike" methods Of Jesus. If this is anything at all it Is blas phemous tomfoolery. Roosevelt has been honored' and possibly may merit the honor but that does not entitle him to canonization or deification. They Don't Straddle. From the Boston Herald: Justioe Brewer of the United States supreme court spoke out with considerable free dom at the New England dinner in Chicago on Bunker Hill day. If his re marks, as is probable, were not in tended to have a personal application, it is almost enevitable that they should be so interpreted. He said: "There were no milk and water men in New England. There were many things in their lives which lacked sweetness and grace. But there was that force and that steadiness which made them a power. They were men who Hd not know what it was to straddle. A man with his ear always to the groumd to catch the rumbling of the people Is not worth a snap of the fingers." The judge is a good speaker—a sensible and a thoughtful one, and one who is very apt to be instructive in what he says. He is not burdened by the weight of the ermine, either, when he gets out of the court atmosphere. Passed a Painful Subject. Springfield, Mass., Republican: It is our opinion that, with all its splen dor, the Republican convention ot 1900 has a fatal lack, which appears no where more clearly than in the bril liant speeches of its two chairmen. The conscience, the idealism, the glor ious fidelity to human rights, which are now embodied by Hoar, Boutwell, Edmunds and the rest, are not there. The materialism of Hanna, the cynical political ethics of Lodge, the swash buckler fervor of Roosevelt—all these are there, and they dominate every thing. It is not surprising that the proceedings are described as lacking in enthusiasm. Nor is it strange that the great apostacy of the republic in the far. East is left almost to a foot note in the platform, while the con vention orators hurriedly pass the painful subject by. Labor in the Cabinet. The Republican platform declared for a new cabinet officer—a minister of commerce. The Democrats also favor ah increase in the president's official family. But they call for a secretary of labor. This difference shows the difference in attitude between the two parties. The Republicans look at economic questions from the side of the capital ists, the Democrats irom the side of the workers. They hold that prosper ity means the accumulation of vast wealth by the few. The Democrats believe that the welfare of the workers, the producers, is the foundation of general prosperity. A country is pros perous when the masses are contented, receiving a fair shar£ of the products of their toil. Governments are for the benefit of the raanV and not of the few.—EvansvilJe Courier. The trusts are shutting de^n mills throughout the country everywhere. Perhaps it is to let the operatives get liungry and promise to reopen them in the case of Republican suacops at the llsr—Rock Island Argus./ itn r,, support Bryan." With these words Webster joined the Democratic party. His declaration was made In Kansas City convention hall in presence of 20,000 people. &e the He was given an ovation second only to that which greeted the pre sentation of the name of William Jen nings Bryan for president. The delegates became fairly delir ious with joy when in tones of tri umph, as though he had fought a bat tle within himself and won, he ex claimed: "I stand upon this platform and support with you William Jennings Bryan." Missouri started the demonstration. Her guidon was raised high and be neath it such stalwarts as William J, Stone, Dave Ball, John A. Knott. Thomas T. Crittenden, Jr., Ed. Butlei and John A. Carroll gathered. They gave an old-time Missouri yell, and then the demonstration began. Ban ners were hurled from side to side, flags by the thousand fluttered, 20,000 people cheered and cheered and cheered. The band also joined in. It played "America," and the people whe had tired of cheering joined in singing the grand old patriotic hymn. Mis souri's guidon was rushed from one end of the arena to the other. It was followed by the guidon of every othei delegation. Prince David of Hawaii became as excited as his American brethren. He shouted,-he cheered, and no doubt cried, so great was his en thusiasm. The demonstration continued for five minutes. It was revived a moment later when, with a great burst of feeling, he ex claimed: "The masses of the American people stand for the blessed idea of liberty, justice and equality of rights." This time the delegates rose to their feet in a mass. There was not a lag gard to be seen. All frantically waved flags and shouted until their voices re belled. This time the band played "Dixie." The spectators apparently became as frenzied as the delegates. Among the latter Richard Croker was conspicuous. First he ftaved his flag. Then he clapped his hands together, and finally he shouted and cheered lustily. Throughout the demonstrations Mis souri's gifted son stood like a statue although his eyes flashed and the muscles of his face twitched convul sively. Once he raised his hands in an attitude of supplication, bowing his head in unison with the gesture. Then came the magnificent perora tion. Again the convention went wild. The Missouri delegation rushed to the platform and at its steps waited for him. The great men of the Democrat ic party on the rostrum were welcom ing him into the fold. He was finally pulled away from them and to the arena he was hurried. Hon. William J. Stone, Missouri's greatest Demo crat, seized him in his arms. "Well done, my boy, well done!" he ex claimed, his voice filled with emotion. "God bless you!" Tears coursed from Mr. Davis' eyes and down his cheeks. Another delegate pinned a Missouri delegate's badge upon his coat. Again a great cheer went up. The Missourians danced,about like Cotnan ches on the war path. The band struck up "The Star-Spangled Banner," and 10,000 people joined in singing the apostrophe to liberty. Then the Missouri delegation, with Mr. Davis in the van, headed a proces sion. Up and down the arena they marched to the music alternately of "The Stars and Stripes Forever" and "Dixie." At last nature demanded a rest, and as the last exultant cheer died away Webster Davis sank into a chair in the space reserved for the Missouri del egation. "A Democrat at last," he said. "That platform is good enough and strong enough for any true American to stand upon." President McKinley lacks backbone. He has been bulldozed by Senator Piatt, aided by the complacent Depew, into the appointment of an unfit man for judge of the United States district court in western New York. The re cent disastrous experiences of the ad ministration with boss-made selections for important department positions do not seem to have warned the president of his folly. The spoilsmen keep con trol even of the selection of high ju dicial functionaries.—Philadelphia Rec ord, Dem. A Triumph of Science, An interesting branch of chemistry is that which is concerned with the manufacture of perfumes. In most cases these substances are high-boiling oils, which are complex mixtures of a number of compounds, and until quite recently they were obtained ex clusively from flowers. The essential principles which give the perfumes their value belong to a class of organic compounds known as terpenes, and it is now possible to produce these essen tial principles instead of mere imita tions. Within ten years wonderful progress has been made in experiments dealing with the terpenes by such chemists as Wallach, Baeyer and Tie man, and it is now known that nearly every substance having the properties of a perfume has in its molecule cer tain atomic groups, whose presence has a marked effect upon the odor. Was Pledged by Proxy. An odd story which may or may not be true is that told of the Marquis of Londonderry, Great Britain's new postmaster-general. Before he suc ceeded to his father's peerage he stood for parliament in the Irish County Down, and was elected as a Home Rul er. When he subsequently voted against Home Rule and was charged with bad faith, he said that he had never pledged himself to support that eause. It subsequently turned out that a practical joker who resembled the candidate, had visited County Down previous to the parliamentary elections and promised the Irish Na tionalists that h6 would support them on all questions affecting the welfare of Ireland. The hoax was discovered too late to undeceive the Home Rulers, who acknowledged tliat tiey had been pl!E READ-, Only 1'jick ol' leadership Prevent Wholesale Lynching of Colored People'' —Many Acts of Depredation—-Lyueh lngs A verted. New Orleans, July 27.—There wa's'1 rioting_for three hours, as a result of which one negro ir dead, a white news boy is dying, six negroes are in the'e hospital badly beaten and wounded and several white persons are suffer ing from injuries inflicted by stray^ bullets during the excitement. Thes casualties so far reported are as fol lows: Killed: Unidentified negro. In-v. jured: John Deeds, white, aged 23 years shot in both hands Charles Moyle, white, laborer, shot in the knee George Morris, colored, badly:, beaten Isaac McMahon, whit», aged 15 years, shot in ungh Alex Ruffin, colored, bruised and beaten H, Sanders, colored, cut and bruised Daniel White, colored, badly bruised. Mob Beut on Lynching The mob was formed for the purpose of lynching the negro Pierce, who was with the missing murderer Charles on Monday night and who shot Officer Mora. In the fight with thesr negroes Captain Day and Officer Lamb wen killed. A mass meeting waa hel.i near the union depot at 8 o'clock, at which inflammatory speeches were made, those who tried to counsel mod eration being howled down. Then the crowd marched up St. Charles avenue firing pistols and beating negi^es, ..nd out Washington avenue to Douglass Square, near -the scene of the murder of Captain Day. By this time the moli had been increased to about 2,000. Speeches were made and the crowd started for the parish prison, chasing negroes out of Poydras market, and helping themselves to pistols from the second-hand stores in Dyades street. Mayor Makes Quieting Spce li. At the parish prison they were re ceived by acting Mayor Mehle, ex Mayor John Fitzpatriek, about fifty officers, Sheriff Klock and forty armed deputies. Mehle and Fitzpatriek made pacifying speeches, and the police told the crowd to move on, and they pro ceeded to Storyville. The police had been stationed in all negro sections and kept the dwindlins crowd moving, but at the corner of Custom House and Villerie streets a negro employe of a tenderloin restau rant was killed. About this time most of the men, who at no time had any real purpose beyond the terrorizing of the negroes, began to 50 home, and, the crowd of boys that/remained split3 up and marched though different streets, making a good deal of noise, but doing little damage. There were, however, many acts of depredation. The principal one was the breaking into and rifling of a second-hand store, and ammunition were taken, to hich no objection, njTWhen he protested"against the seTi inf of jewelry and sundry other avti clf he was set upon and very badly beaten. The result is that his wife, who was in a delicate condition, will probJ ably die. fcfistols 1 Chinese Not Molested. The street car lines managed to have inspectors wherever the mob was apt to cross a line and forced negroes to leave the cars. It was well they didi for cars were searched for the blacks. Singularly enough, the mob passed dozen laundry shops, in which indus trious Chinamen ironed away, without so much as a moment's pause, and not1 an overt act was committed against them. There seems to have been no leader at any time, and the authorities,,^ refrained from dispersing the mob only because it was feared a fight might ensue that would result in more blood shed than would result from merely keeping them moving. About mid night the streets were quiet again, tho ft iast of the marauders having held up the street cars for transportatiin ta their homes. A railroad man named Scott was active in urging on the crowd and he may be arrested for inciting riot. Honors for 1'rnf. Ureasted. Berlin, July 27.- Fvnf .T. H. Breas ed, the well-known teael sr of Eg-yp ology, in the University of Chicag has been appointed by the emperor of Germany to superintend the publica tion of an Egyptian dictionary. Some time ago the emperor, out of his pri vate purse, allowed a considerable sum for the publication of this work, which it is expected will take fifteen years to complete. With the aid of the new lexicon, students of Egyptology will be able to study the hieroglyphics in thq various museums throughout the World. Prof. Breasted has been ap pointed for one year at present. Lawyer Commits Saicide. Wichita, Kas., July 27.—Herbert B'. Stimpson, a lawyer and prominent criminologist of this city, committed suicide. He shot himself in the head. He .had just been arrested, charged with embezzling $625 given him by a client to quit a title to real estate. He had been decorated by King HumVr* of Italy for scientific works. He wor the cross of the Legion of Honor by blowing up the gates of Dahomey. Mme. Janauschek Better. New York, July 26.—Mme. Janaut. chek, the actress, who was stricken yrlth paralysis a week ago, Is imp rov in ad a in week, it is said. She is in her 71-t year. ..... Woman'* "Body found in a Pond. Princeton, Ind., July 27.—The body 01. Carrie Holdscraper, German, 20 years Old, was found in a shallow^ pone1 near Somerville. The body had the a^pe&rance of having teen in tha water xibout twenty-four hours. She left her\hcme ,to pick berries. Sho failed to rkura ¥on£ay night, and Tuesday niAt party wag organized. /Two ries were l«und near tlie/poOd, leadii |e coroiMrjfr.i 'is A.