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wm W V'- :|j| 15he Lo*st %i Valentine ,4 ?, Miss Lavlnla Dart was in her kitchen ••s .J Due morning in February. Ate Miss Lavinia rarely lost her self poise under any circumstances, and ene had not, at the age of forty-six years, become the victim of that slay er of peace and happiness of woman kind—nerves. "She's the easiest person to fit in this town," said Miss Dodd, the Har leyville dressmaker. "An' she's dread ful tasty." Then Miss Dodd, having once "got started" on the subject of Miss Lavin ia, would go on and say: "I'd jest like to know why she never got mar ried. I've often been on the point of askin' her, but somehow I never could quite fetch myself to it." It was well enough that Miss JJodd could not quite "fetch" herselMW^Ae point of questioning Miss gardinj any pos.sj.Me were limitatf vinia's patience and. gentleness, and those -limitations were reached when :one attempted to take.. liberties with 'her private affairs. Presently there was a knock on the kitchen door, and when Lavinia opened it tha Wl'doW Rice, elderly, uncomfort -Mwraf.'and in manifest perturba tion of spirit, entered the kitchen. Dropping heavily into a small rock ring-chair near the shining stove, and ••allowing the shawl she had thrown •over her head to slip to her shoulders, tshe said gaspingly and with a sug gestion of tears in her voice: ». "I do' 'no' what you'll think, Laviny part I do' 'no' what you'll think, but nt wa'n't his fault. He couldn't help jit—poor man! It wa'n't his fault that •his sled overturned on the way home, he never spoke again after they got "im to the house. I don't see as you •can blame him none or me either. I ^do' no' when I've been so upset by anything, Laviny." "'What is it, Mrs. Rice?" asked La vinia. "I have not the least idea of What you are talking about." on't suppose you do, Laviny. I'm (bo upset I hardly know myself what .I'm sayin'. But I guess it'd give most anybody a queer turn to find that they'd bad something ten years that didn't .b'long to 'em, an' that the owner oughi: ..to of had years an' years ago. That's ksflriiat's happened to me, an' the thing 'rl've had belongs to you." "Tome?" "Yes, to you, Laviny Dart." "It cannot be anything of any con sequence." "I hope it ain't, I'm sure I do. But this .mornin'- I went up into my attic to look 'round for more cloth to finish up a quilt. I opened an old red chest th^t I've kep' some o' my poor hus band's clothes in ever since he died, because I kind o' hated to cut 'em up tor give 'em away an' see somebody «lse wearing them. The very first thing I took out was the coat my hus band had %'orn the day he met with the accident that caused his death. Th: sleeves an' collar were so moth-eaten that I made up my mind that I might as well cut it up an' use what was good of it for the quilt. So I took it an' some other things downstairs an was shakin' them out in the wcod jhed. I picked up the coat an' was shakin' it mighty hard when the eld linln' broke loose in one place an' out dropped a letter! Yes, Laviny Dart, rk letter addressed to you!" •/$$ "V "To me?" "To you! I never was so'-set back by anythtngin my life! I lopped right dowq^^^^haile o' wood an' tried to an' it didn't take me lo it. You know right across the |er, my husband \your mail from pe any in your it, Laviny? out, he'd been got this letter his inside coat fnow, as one will jhings- their dead le told me 'fore ling that'there eoat pocket. I it he was in a Buld wait un could fix it. pw, Laviny, & how he never spoke after they brought 'im home after his sleigh upset an' he fell out an' hit his head on a bowl der by the roadside." "I know," said Miss Lavinia, sym pathetically. "Well, he'd ev'dently got this let ter for you an' slipped it into his pocket, forgetting how the pocket was all ripped out at the bottom, an' tho linin', an' so I never come across it when I looked through the pockets of the coat .before I put it away. It d:d give me such a turn to come across it today." "I do not suppose that it is a mat ter of any consequence. My letters seldom are very important," said Miss Dart. "I hope this one ain't," said Mrs. Rice, as she drew it forth from the capacious pocket in her dress skirt and handed it to Miss Lavinia. The rather large envelope had once been white, but it was now of a yel •low tint. Lavinia Dart's face turned pale and then scarlet as she looked at jb address written in large but well ed and graceful letters. It had ten years since she had seen writ ing like that, but she recognized It in stantly wity a quickening of the pulse and a start! "La, Laviny, what is it "It is—nothing, Mrs. Rice. I—I— my raspberries need attention, I think." Knowing that her curiosity was not likely to be gratified, Mrs. Rice finally went home, feeling not a little ag grieved. No sooner was the Widow Rice out of the house than Lavinia picked up the letter and opened it with trembling fingers. She drew forth from the' yel- IT HAD BEEN TEN YEARS SINCE SHE SAW WRITING LIKE THAT, low-tinted envelope a folded sheet of heavy paper embossed at the top with a wreath of forget-me-nots. Below the wreath was written in the same bold, firm hand that was on the en velope: "TO MY VALENTINE." Then followed these lines: "LAVINIA. "If thou my valentine wilt'be. If thou for life wilt abide with me, I pray thee wear In thy shining hair A rose from thy red-rose tree. "If to-night. the rose I see. •Thy lifelong lover I shall be If I see It not, I shall go from this spot. My life to live away from thee. "NATHANIEL." "Ten years ago he sent me this, and it comes to me now. Oh, Nathaniel! Nathaniel!" She bowed her head on the table in front of her and cried softly, saying over and over again between her sobs: "Oh, Nathaniel! Nathaniel!" For ten years she had wondered why he had gone away, leaving unspoken the love she believed that he had in his heart for her. She remembered so well that night ten years ago—the night on which Nathaniel Dorton had looked for the red rose in her hair an had not seen it. There had been a valentine party at.'Squire Drake's, and Lavinia recalled' how some spirit o' mischief had prompted her to teass Nathaniel by allowing his acknowl edged rival, Joe Drayton, to pay her almost constant attention and to take her out to supper. She recalled how she had taksn a pink carnation from Joe's buttonhole and had thrust it into her hair, and how she hid laughed lightly when Nathaiaiel ha said to her just before the pa/ty came to an end: "Good-bye, Lavinia. May'^you happy with him." had never seen N^thanfel since lght, and she had neyft cared to.^H Joe Drayton again. 1 *S 1) &&'•?- Lavinia was still sitting with het head bowed on the table when Miss Dodd come hurrying down the street and turned in toward Lavlnia's gate. Lavinia had hardly time to hurry to the kitchen sink and dash cold water over her tear-stained face before Miss Dodd was in the kitchen, saying: volubly: "You'd never guess who's down to Squire Drake's house. Some one that ain't been in Harleyville for ten years. You'd never in tlie wide world guess who it is, so I may as well tell you that it is nobody more nor less than Nat Dorton. You remember him, don't you, Lavinia?" The sheet of paper fell from Lavin ia's trembling fingers, and the color again left her face. Mechanically she folded the paper and returned it t» its envelope and sat with it pressed to her throbbing heart. It was fortunate for Lavinia that she was in her pantry when Miss Dodd gave this information, for she gave a little grasping cry that Miss Dodd did not hear. But her face wore its usual serene expression when she came out of the pantry. "Yes," added Miss Dodd, "Nat Dor ton is over to the Drakes. I've just been over there to see about some dressmaltin' I'm to do for Mis' Drake, and I saw Nat myself. My! You'd never know him, Lavinia. He used to be so slender and kind o' pulin'-lookin' and now he's such a big, tall, flne lookin' man with a full brown beard. He's been away out west all these years, and I guess that he's done wel) from his looks. And he's an old bach. When I said that I was- coming over here he says, says he: 'Does Lavinia Dart still live here?' And when I said that you did, he said, says he: 'Didn't she marry Joe Drayton? I thought that she did?' What under the Bun and moon and stars could have made him think that? I told 'im you hadn't married Joe Drayton nor nobody else which was some man's loss, and he says, says he: 'That's so, Miss Dodd! I bet he'll be round here to see you, Lavinia, for he says that he wants to see all of his old friends' before he goes away, and 1 guess that he won't leave you out." Lavinia Dart's own heart told her who was coming when she heard her front gate creak that evening and heavy footsteps fell on the board walk lead ing to her door. Her own heart told her that he would come, .and when she heard the gate open she went quickly, to the red rose bush in her window and breaking a full blown rose, tucked its stem in her shining hair. She had put on a soft gray silk dress and a dainty little white dotted Swiss apron with strings of red satin ribbon and little satin bows on the pockets, and the tint of the rose in her hair was in her cheeks as she opened the door and held out her hand. "How do you do, Nathaniel?" she said, simply and naturally. "I am so, glad to see you." "Lavinia!" he said, clasping her hand in both of his own. When he was in the hall and the door was closed he took both of her hands in his own and drew her toward him. saying: "Lavinia, it is ten years ago today since I asked you to be my valentine— my wife. I have thought all of these years that you were another man's wife. Thank God that you are not! I have thought today that perhaps my poor, rhyming little valentine went as tray and that you never got it, aftar ail. Did it come to you, Lavinia?" "Yes, Nathaniel it came today." "Today?" "Not until today. It has been leng delayed." He stooped and kissed the red rose in her hair. "And so you are going to be my valentine after all, Lavinia? You ars, aren't you, dear?" She answered him by touching the red rose in her hair. Hv -im l?rlu«?room'fi OtI«l Prenenf." The daughter of Mr. Souvorin, the well-known editor and publisher of the Novoe Vremya, St. Petersburg, has been married to Mr. Miasoiedoff-Ivan hoff, the son of the minister of ways and communications. The bridegroom is to enjoy the daily ppbflts of one the advertising pages jof the Novo Vremya, and this curious wedding gif 3 causing considerable* amusement ir St. Petersburg. n? v- TALM AGE'S SEBilON. •ivAW PLEADS FOR A MORE DEMON STRATIVE RELIGION. !he Duty of Christian* to Speak Out Heartily on the Side of Klghteous neu and to Sine with, Joyous Heart* God's Praise. (Copyright, 1901, by Louis Klopsch, N. Y.) Washington, Feb. 10.—In this dis course Dr. Talmage calls for a more demonstrative religion and a hearty speaking out on the right side of ev erything text, Mark 9: 25, "Thou dumb and deaf spirit, I charge thee, come out of him." Here was a case of great domestic anguish. The son of the household was possessed of an evil spirit, which, among other things, paralyzed his tongue and made him speechless. When the influence was on the patient, he could not say a word—articula tion was impossible. The spirit that captured this member of the household was a dumb spirit—so called by Christ —a spirit abroad today and as lively and potent, as in New. Testament times. Yet in all the realms of sermohology I cannot find a discourse concerning this dumb devil which Christ charged upon in my text, saying, "Come out of him." 'i Destructive Superstition There has been much destructive duperstititon abroad in the world con cerning possession by evil spirits. Under the form of belief in witchcraft this delusion swept the continents. Persons were supposed to be possessed with some evil spirit, which made them able to destroy others. In the six teenth century In Geneva 1,500 persons W6re burned to death as witches. In one neighborhood of France 1,000 per sons were burned. In two centuries 200,000 persons were slain as witches. So mighty was the delusion that it included among its victims some of the greatest intellects of all time, such as Chief Justice Matthew Hale and Sir Edward Coke, and such re nowned ministers of religion as Cotton Mather, one of whose books, Benjamin Franklin said, shaped his life—and Richard Baxter, and Archbishop Cran mer and Martin Luther and, among writers and philosophers, Lord Bacon. That belief, which has become the laughing stock of all sensible people, counted its disciples among the wisest and best people of Sweden, Germany, England, France, Spain and New Eng land. But while we respect witchcraft, any man who believes the Bible must believe that there are diabolical agen cies abroad in the world. While there are ministering spirits to bless there are infernal spirits to hinder, to poison and to destroy. Christ was speaking to a spiritual existence when, standing before the afflicted one of the text, he said, "Thou dumb and deaf spirit, come out of him." Dumb and Deaf 8plrlt. Against this dumb devil of the text I put you on your guard. Do not think that this agent of evil has put his blight on those who, by omission of the vocal organs, have had the gold en gates of speech bolted and barred. Among those who have never spoken a word are the most gracious and lovely and talented souls that were ever incarnated. The chaplains of the asylums for the dumb can tell you en chanting stories of those who never called the name of father or mother or phild, and many of the most devout and prayerful souls will never in this world speak the name of God or Christ. Many a deaf mute have I seen with the angel of intelligence seated at the window of the eye, who never came forth from the door of the mouth. What a miracle of loveliness and knowledge was Laura Bridgman of New Hampshire, not only without fac ulty of speech, but without hearing and without sight, all these faculties removed by sickne&s when 2 years of age, yet, becoming a wonder at needle work, at the piano, at the sewing ma chine and an intelligent student of the Scriptures and confounding philoso phers, who came from all parts of the world to study the phenomenon. Thanks to Christianity for what it has done for the amelioration of the condition of the deaf and dumb. Back in the ages they were put to death as having no right with such paucity of equipment to live, and for centuries they were classed among the idiotic Great Benefactors. and unsafe. But in the.sixteenth cen tury came Pedro Ponce, the Spanish monk, and in the seventeenth century came John Pablo Bonet, another fin ish monk, with dactylology, or the finger alphabet, and in our own coun tury we have had John Braidwood and Drs. Mitchell and Ackerly and Peet and Gallaudet, who have given to uncount ed thousands of those whose tongues were forever silent the power to spell out on the air by a manual alphabet their thoughts about this world and their hopes for the next. We rejoice in the brilliant inventions in behalf of those who were born dumb. One of the most impressive audiences I ever addressed was in the far west, an au dience of about 600 persons, who had never heard a sound or spoken a word, an interpreter standing beside me while I addressed fhem. I congratu lated that audience* on two advantages they had over the,most Of us-r-the one that they escaped hearing a great many disagreeable things and on the Other fact that they escaped saying things they were sorry for afterward. Yet after all the alleviations a shack led tongue is an appalling limitation. But we are not this morning speaking of congenial mutes. We mean those who are born with all the faculties of vocalization and yet have been struck by the evil one mentioned In the text— the dumb devil to whom Christ called, when he said, "Thou dumb and deaf spirit, I charge thee, come out of him." Silence Sometime* a Crime. There has been apotheosization of silence. "Someone has said silence is golden, and sometimes the greatest triumph is to keep your mouth shut. But sometimes silence is a crime and the direct result of the baleful influ ence of the dumb devil of our text. There Is hardly a man or woman who has not} been present on some Occa sion when the Christian religion be came,, a iarget.for raillery. Perhaps it was over In the store some day when •if. there was not much going on and the clerks were in a group, or It-was in the factory at the noon spell, or it was out on the farm under the trees while you were resting, or it was in the club room, or it was in a social circle, or It was in the street on the way home from business, or it was on some occa sion which you remember without ihy describing it. Someone got the laugh on the Bible and caricatured the pro fession of religion as hypocrisy, or made a pun out of something that Christ said. The laugh started, and you joined in, and not one wor,d of pro test did you utter. What kept you silent? Modesty? No. Incapacity to answer? No. Lack of opportunity? No. It was a blow on both your lips by the wing of the dumb devil. If someone should malign your'father or mother or wife or husband or child, you would flush up quick and either with an Indignant word or doubled up fist make response. And yet here is our Christian religion which has done so much for you and so much for the world that it will take all eternity to celebrate it, and yet when it was at tacked you did not so much as say: "I differ. I object. I am sorry to hear you say that. There is another side to this." You Christian people ought in such times as these to go armed, not with earthly weapons, but with the sword of the spirit. You ought to have four or five questions with which you could confound any man who attacks Christianity. A man 90 years old was telling me how he put to flight a scoffer. My aged friend said to the skeptic, "Did you ever read the history of Joseph In the Bible?" "Yes," said the man, "it is a fine story and as in teresting a story as I ever read." "Well, now," said my old friend, "sup pose that account of Joseph stopped half way?" "Oh," said the man, "then it would not be entertaining." "Well, now," said my friend, "we have in this world only half of everything, and do you not think that when we hear the last half things may be consistent and that then we may find that God was right?" Silence Gives Content. Oh, friends, better load up with a few interrogation points! You cannot afford to be silent when God and the Bible and the things of eternity are assailed. Your silence gives consent to the bombardment of your Father's house. You allow a slur to be cast on your mother's dying pillow. In behalf of the Christ, who for you went through the agonies of assassination on the rocky bluff back of Jerusalem, you dared not face a sickly joke. Bet ter load up with a few questions, so that next time you will be ready. Say to the scoffer: "My dear sir, will you tell me what makes the difference be tween the condition of woman in China and the United States? What do you think of the sermon on the mount? How do you like the golden rule laid down in the Scriptures? Are you in favor of the Ten Command ments? In your large and extensive reading have you come across a love lier character than Jesus Christ? Will you please to name the triumphant deathbeds of infidels and atheists? How do you account for the fact that among the out and out believers in Christianity were such persons as Benjamin Franklin, John Ruskin, Thomas Carlyle, Babington Macaulay, William Penn, Walter Scott, Cfiarles Kingsley, Horace Bushnell, James A. Garfield, Robert E. Lee, Stonewall Jackson, Admiral Foote, Admiral Far ragut, Ulysses S. Grant, John Milton, William Shakespeare, Chief Justice Marshall, John Adams, Daniel Web ster, George/Washington? How do you account for their fondness for the Christian religion? Among the in numerable colleges and universities of the earth will you name me" three started by infidels and now supported by infidels? Down in your heart are you really happy in the position you occupy antagonistic to the Christian religion? When do you have the most rapturous views of the next world?" Go at him with a ^sw such questions, and he will get so red in the face as to suggest apoplexy, and he will look at his watch and say he has an engage ment and must go. You will put him jn a sweat that will beat a Turkish bath. You will put him on a rout com pared with which our troops at Bull Run made no time at all. Arm your self, not with arguments, but with in terrogation points, and I promise you victory. Shall such a man as you, shall such a woman as you, surrender to one of the meanest spirits that ever smoked up from the pit—the dumb devil spoken of in the text? Public Recognition of God* Do not let the world deride the church because of all this, for the dumb devil is just as conspicuous in the world. The great political parties assemble at the proper time to build platforms for the candidates to stand on. A committee of each party is ap pointed to make the platform. After proper deliberation, the committees come in with a ringing report, '"Where as," and "Whereas," and "Whereas." Pronunciamentos all shaped with the one idea of getting the most votes. All expression in regard to the great moral evils of the country ignored. No ex pression in behalf of temperate living, for that would lose the vote of the liquor traffic. No expression in re gard to the universal attempt at the demolition of the Lord's day. No recog nition of God in the history of na tions, for that would lose the vote of atheists. But "Whereas," and "Whereas," and "Whereas." Nine cheers will be given for the platform. The dumb devil of the text puts one wing over the one platform and the other wing over the other platform. Those great conventions are opened with prayer by their chaplains. If they avoided platitudes and told the honest truth in their prayers they would say: "O Lord, ,we want to be postmasters and consuls and foreign ministers and United States district attorneys. For that we are here, and for that we will strive till the election next November. Giye us office or we die. Forever and ever, aipen." The world, to say the least, is no better than the church on this subject of silence at the wrong time. In other words, is it not time for Christianity to become pronounced and aggressive as never before? Take sides for God and sobriety and right eousness. If the Lord be God, follow him lit Baal, then follow him." Have you opportunity of rebuking a sin? Rebuke tt Have you a chance to cheer •iSr: a disheartened soul? Cheer it. Hare you a useful word to speak? Speak it Be tip and Doing. Be out and out, up and down for righteousness. If your ship is afloat on the Pacific ocean of God's mercy, hang out your colors from the mast head. Show your passport if you-have one. Do not smugigle your soul into the harbor of heaven. Speak out for God! Close up the. chapter of lost op portunities and open a neiw chapter. Before you get to the door on your way out shake hands with someone and ask him to join you on the road to heaven. Do not drive up to heaven in a two wheeled "sulky" with room only for one, and that yourself, but get the biggest gospel wagon you can find and pile it full of friends and neighbors and shout till they hear you all up ftnd down the skies, "Come with us, and we will tlo you good, for the Lord hath promised good concerning Israel." The opportunity for good which you may consider insignificant may be tremendous for results, as when on the sea Captain Haldane swore at the ship's crew with an oath that wished them all in perdition, and a Scotch sailor touched his cap and said, "Cap tain, God hears prayer, and'we would be badly oft if your wish were an swered." Captain Haldane was con victed by the sailor's remark and con verted and became the means of the salvation of his brother Robert, wha had been an infidel, and then Robert became a minister of the gospel, and under his ministry the godless Felix Neff became the world renowned mis sionary of the cross, and the worldly Merle d'Aubigne became the author of "The History of the Reformation" and will be the glory of the church for all ages. Perhaps you may do as much as the Scotch sailor who just tipped his cap and used one broken sentence by which the earth and the heavens are still resounding with potent influences. Do something for God, and do it right away or you will never do it at all. Time flies away fast, The while we never remember How soon our life here Grows old with the year That dies with the next December! ABOUT THE INSANE. Managers of Asylums Agree That Ln nacy Is on the Increase* For a few years reports of manag ers of asylums for the insane have gen erally agreed that insanity is on the increase in this country, the feverish character of life being assigned as a potent cause, says the New York Ev ening Post. Only occasionally has it been suggested that the conclusions as to the'increase were wrong and that the larger number of insane found in public institutions indicated a more general resort to such institutions rather than an increase in the ratio insane to population. Some support for this theory is found in a recent an nouncement by the Indiana board of state charities. The bGard thinks it safe to say that insanity is not in creasing proportionately in Indiana. Possibly, could we sift the poor-asylum population and verify our figures, we should find that a less proportionate number of our population is insane than was the case twenty years ago." From the most reliable statistics ob tainable it is learned' that the ratio of insane to the population in Indiana in 1880 was one in 565. No figures for 1890 are available, but in 1892 the ratio was stated to be approximately one to €00. In 1898 the ratio, .based upon the population estimated by the bureau of statistics, was thought to be one to 675. Taking the number that year (4, 300) and using the population of 1900, the ratio would be one to 585. Using the figures tabulated in the office of the board, the ratio would be, according to the census of 1900, one to 558. As explaining how lists of the insane are sometimes unduly swelled, the board says that feeble-minded or epileptic persons and those in a senile condi tion are often classified as insane, par ticularly by almshouse managers.,' NEW STYLE OF LIFEBOAT. Invention of Charles Mayo Launched a' South Chicago. A new form of lifeboat, which it is believed will result in the saving of many lives at sea, was launched at 1 o'clock this afternoon from the yards of the Cuthbert Boat Building com pany, Ninety-second street and the Calumet river. It is the invention of Charles Mayo, formerly of the British navy, and employed in the Cuthbert yard. The lifeboat is constructed in the shape of a barrel, being about twenty feet long and composed of two cylin ders, one inside of the other. The width is the same as an ordinary life boat, and the capacity of the craft is given as fifty persons. The space be tween the two shells will be filled with compressed air, to supply the occu pants when the hatches are battened down in a heavy sea. The inner shell is pivoted at the ends and weighted at the bottom, so that it will maintain an upright position, no matter how heavy the sea. This will "prevent the occu pants from being injured by being thrown about the inside through the tossing of the waves. The outer shell is made of sheet iron, in much the same way that metallic lifeboats are built. The inner shell is of aluminum, with automatic aluminum hatches, which will close instantly when one enters the boat. In its pres ent form the boat is Intended for use as a lifeboat on vessels, but it Is believed that improvements can be made'on it so that it will be available for' use by life saving crews. Each boat will weigh about 3,000 pounds and can be carried on davits like an ordi nary lifeboat and lowered to the. water in the same way. Original Idea In Weddings. They have their .own ideas of origin ality out in Wyoming. At Casper, that state, Ross Lambert, owner of a sheep ranch, and Miss Louisa Morrison were married at midnight while seated in a sheep wagon. The ceremony was wit nessed by the bride's mother and a few friends. The groom could well af ford a stylish, conventional wedding, but he and the bride wanted unusual. As soon, as the knot was tied they started for Lambert's ranch, twenty miles away, traveling In the sheep wagon. WOULD SIGNAL MABS. TESLA SAYS THE PLANET HAS INHABITANTS. And Furthermore Asserts That He Can See Them Famous Electrician and Scientist Declares That He Knows How to Attract Their Attention. Nickola Tesla, the famous electri cian and scientist, positively states that he has discovered' a means of signal ing to the planet Mars. "As sure as there is a divine being," he says, "I? have found a way of talking to the people of that planet. I made the dis covery a year and a half ago. Al though I am ready to talk with the people of Mars, I shall not tell how soon the talking shall begin. All will be told later." Tesla is a firm believer that the planet Mars is inhabited and says that there should be no doubt on that sub ject In fact, he speaks with all the tositiveness of one who already has held intelligent conversation with the Martians. Tesla is an interesting m&n in more prays than one. He is of striking phyr pique, very tall and slender. His bony head, the complexion denoting the for eigner, and his bright, snapping eyes attract instant attention. He speaks more than half a dozen languages with fluency, although pronouncing with a slight foreign accent, and his quick speech attracts and pleases the ear. Born of humble parents in a' Serv, vian village about 35 years ago, Tesla has climbed the ladder of fame soliely through hard work and ability. His father was a clergyman-of the Greek church. His mother was a woman with a distinct gift for invention. It was from her that Nickola believes ha received his Inventive turn. While a boy he attended the polytechnic school at Gratz, where he acquired his first fascination for mathematics and the study of electricity. While still quite young he obtained a position as as- NICKOLA TESLA. sistant in the government telegraph engineering department at Buda-Pesth. Later he went to Paris, where his hard work and studies continued. Later he crossed the Atlantic andj ob tained employment in one of Thoiiifl IL Edison's laboratories. His asslc lousness quickly attrr cted: the njfof. Uon of Edison, and he reofefviKl' much raluable aid. Later his studies wen directed along different lines fre_ those of Edison and the two separated A RUSH FOR FREE HOMES', Homesteaders Mahlng Ready for tl Opening la Oklahoma. By virtue of an act of congress^ passed last June, a tract of land sixtj miles square in Oklahoma Territory i? to be opened for settlement some time this year. Just when President Mc* Kinley will issue the proclamation en titling the public to race for home, steads in what is known as "BeautifuH Land" cannot he definitely announce*}! at present. But officials believe tha^l all preliminary work will be conjll pleted by the middle of next Augustj This will be the last great strugglsl for free homes in America. Descrip.l tions of the wealth and fertility ol Oklahoma have excited much interest in the farms in that part of the coup try, and already intending settlers ara camping on the border line waiting for the President to proclaim the grounds open. Many young lawyers, physicians and enterprising business men may be found who are making preparations to go to that part of Ok lahoma Territory to seek their for tunes. There are reports of new rail way developments in the territory,, and the establishment of new banks, new building associations and insut ance companies is advertised in fact everything points to a boom in thatL region as soon as the "farm rush" be-| gins. THE HEAD OF THE HOUSE, Queen Wllhelmlna'i The crown that adorns the" Holland's youthful queen is sd have cost |6,000. In 1829 it wag by burglars and remained lqi session for nearly two yija iially part of taB- stone near Brooklyn, and were ultimately disdoyi %.V1 tti VI Woman Declared to Be In a Decision of a Federal Court. The ancient and venerable question first raised in Adam's day, and dis cussed with more or less vigor by that gentleman's descendants eve? since,, as to who is the head of the hbuse,^ man or the woman, has been settlj may be hoped finally, by Judg nell of the United States circt, The point came up in a cai glnia, where a woman, a endeavored to take advai bankruptcy law, hut had denied by a lower court i" that she was married al her husband, she vtqq the house. Judge this decision and rendered to the effect that a married woman (ng with or apart from her husband! the head of the household in the. le| sense of the term. As this decision rendered in a federal court, it appl of course, to the whole country, «_ all American women from Pu| Sound to Calais may rejoice that status has been fixed beypnd/fa dispute. Husbands and otlfir ml ine usurpers may now step dowi out.