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Miss Tompkins' Mystery.
:.vj By llugcnia sv, s i . "i ,- - i r- I V 1 1 li i inim li-.i' ji iiii'M I 'uno V 1 charging tliroimli the darkness 1 ....ill llllin WJWlill Jl lew K'l'l OI IIU going bu-iry. Then the nemost Hhoutcd: "Halt, or Ave Hlmot!" The buggy halted with n jerk, nnd a two occupants nerved themselves r what they knew was coining. Al tost instantly lanterns were flashing i their faces, other faces peering at torn. The vad was such that the or.senien could not surround the bug y, and several, half drunk, and hold- ig pistols, had dismounted to make rispectlon of the buggy's occupants. "What namcV" asked the loader, h!s one Itself showing surprised disap (ointinent. "Horace Tilly and mother," the man tnswerod. "What's the trouble?" "Trouble be hanged! We are after d Tompkins, the murderer, blast dm!" swore the fellow, satisfied that neither of the parties before him could he that much hunted person. With less jnf whisky in him he might have been jharder to satisfy. . Lowering his lantern, he started to 1he rear of the vehicle," calling out, "No go, boys! iJjci s pass cm. I Yelling and cursing the men managed 'to remount their horses, nnd the small Iman in the buggy trembled more vio lently than his mother did when shouts, of, "Pass 'em! Jump the buggy!" split the air. The two parties were oh a most dan gerous piece of road, one side skirting an abrupt hill, the other side but a foot or two from a poorly guarded cliff edge, rocks and river far below. "They are just drunk enough to try to jump us," quavered the small man, peering back of the buggy. His companion quietly took the reins !n her large hands, and turning the horse as close to the hill as possible, held him there. With yells that seemed to some from demons rather than men, the horsemen made a mad rush on the backward track to gain space, the leader whirling about first, and making a rusn directly at tne buggy, in a moment there was a fine fanning of air about that vehicle, and then a noble horse scrambled wildly, close to the right forwheel of the buggy, balanced himself, and dashed on. Another splendid animal immediately followed suit, and a third, their riders cursin and cheering by turns, the lady in the buggy holding her astonished steed as best she could, her son fairly coVer Ing from fright. The two remaining horsemen do clined to make the leap. "Drive on there, you road blockers, and be quick about it!" they shouted. And the road blockers drove on, their horse not refusing to be quick, the lines managed by the woman, while her sou, no doubt, thanked God for the shielding darkness. Some two hours later Mr. Horace Tilly purchased a railroad ticket for his mother at a. country station, saw her comfortably seated in a coach, kissed her with a really manly effort to conceal his tears, and again sought his buggy. The same terrible piece of road was to be re-traveled, this time alone, and a fear almost beyond con trol set his body to trembling. 'But the entire drive was accomplished in safety, and at about three o'clock in the morning the horse was laboriously unharnessed and put .in a stall. Then, mud spattered, tear spattered, and ut terly weary, the alleged Horace Tilly climbed none other than the back steps of Mr. Ed Tompkins' home, let him Kdf in with a latch Key, and in five minutes became Miss Tompkins maiden ladv. and row the only occu paut of the house. Where her brother had hidden the three days and nights since the murder, not even Miss Tompkins knew. He had stealthily let himself in the very night that the officers grew careless in watch Ing his house, and had made good his escape as described. Had the buggy and horse belonged to him he would doubtless have been captured. They belonged, however, to an old farmer who had for vears been allowed to put them in the Tompkins" barn when Le stayed overnight in town. That Miss Tompkins would or could sustain her nart of the escape would have been almost impossible of be lief to the townspeople, to all of whom she was well known. She was a teach er and had taught the alphabet to the parents of many of her present pupils Tossiblv there was not a man, woman or child in the place who did not sin c-erely admire the timid, exceedingly faithful little woman who at fiftt was as patient as she had been at twenty. Some people said that h lmoi-t had been broken and thrown away in her youth. If so, she had re revered the largest fragment and it had never failed her. It came nearest to .inin" so when she sat in the quiet t.J,-, nr.t realized that her brother bad tr.keii with him every cent of th luoi'.-y which she had laid away yen N. or' I). Bl-hani. 1 7 f v '-' yf'r ;?y fter year. The old ago which she knew was upon her made her very iiv or i in lonely future-no brother, So she began to borrow no money. a daily pap; r from a neighbor, and watch the want column, thinking to see something by which she could add to her earnings. One day she gazed In great excitement at the following advertisement: Any person wishing to sell the use of his brains at the rate of seven thousand dollars per annum, will please I'pply at IVrrlwlnk Home Place, near Fettersburg. Pa., on Thursday morning, ninth instant, between the hours ten and twelve." Miss Tompkins kept her own counsel, but a substitute was in her place at the school the following Thursday morn- lug. About eleven of the clock on that day, there were hitched in front of lVriiwink's line house a buggy, a close arrlage, and a saddle horse. A young lawyer had ridden the horse, a preacher and a commercial traveler had come in the buggy, and Miss Tompkins had Hopped from the car riage. 1 lie lour were ushered into a uulsome room, whore they sat in stony silence, taking stolen glances at ach other, calculating, no doubt, as to the excellence of the several lots of brains represented. The lips of the commercial traveler several times showed symptoms of a smile, and he dared look nowhere but at the centre table. They were not'kopt waiting long. A most gracious, line looking old gentle man entered, bowed nnd seated him self so as to command the face.? of the four. Few words were wasted, and it was soon clearly understood what was wanted: a person of education and high morality, who would at once take up residence at ne farm, and assume entire charge of a half witted son and his property. "In short," said the gentleman, "I ant to provide ease and satisfaction for myself the few more years I may live, and brains for my sou against the time when I shall not be here to guard him, helpless." The preacher could not accept be cause of his calling; the lawyer be cause of family tics; I he traveler be cause of disinclination; and Miss Tomp kins because she had enough brain to see that a man was required to fill the position. At least that is what she said. But there was a queer flutter in the fragment she used as a heart, her face being so much colored thereby that she looked more like her girlhood self than she had in many a day be fore. The old gentleman gave her more than the fourth of his attention, and when the conference was ended es cor ted her to her carriage. When he should have bid her good-bye he hesi-1 tated, stammered, colorcu, and then managed to ask: "Did I understand you to say you are Miss Linda Tompkins?" A really natural, merry ripple of laughter sounded in the carriage, and Miss Tompkins said: "No, you did not so understand, for did not say it. But that's who I am nevertheless. Howd'y' do, Philip?" With that she put her hand in his as if just meeting him. "I knew you the moment you entered th? room," she added, laughing again. The Mr. Philip Passmore upon whom Miss Tompkins had so unwittingly called was the heart-breaker, accord ing to the public, of Miss Tompkins' youth, and after many years resi dence elsewhere, he had returned "to die," he said, near his boyhood home. But after this meeting with his old friend, and after meetings with va rious other old friends at Fettersburg, he decided that he would live some years yet. His advertisement did not reappear, and in a short while the Fet tersburg people had a sweet morsel to roll under their tongues: Miss Tomp kins had an almost constant visitor, and seemed ridiculously happy, despite the shadow resting on the family name. That her visitor had addressed her in her teens, and was now a wealthy widower, g!orified both of them la the eyes of onlooking young people. Miss Tompkins Veased to borrow' the daily. Then it was rumored that she was buying her wedding outfit. And she was. But all in an evening the engage ment was broken. That no one knew why but added to the interest, and Mr. Passmore affirmed that the cause ot Miss Tompkins' unusual behavior was no better known to him than to the public. He looked very dejected, and once more began to think of the time when his son would be, without a pro tector. Teople gave him all their sym pathy, and called Miss Tompkins heart less. But by-and-by that lady lost the cheerful demeanor she had kept up immediately after the. storm broke, and ne seemed humble, even meek, join ing in conversation as if it were an honor tn be allowed to do ro. .re again lie;. ;iti io waicn me wain cm iit.l to ask for Utile J. ibs of sew ng. hef Then sympathy began to veer In (i;it c.ou. l th 'ic Mini men AVtl something voMcn in Penman;, urn Jo nose It out would have been their dearest d light. Soon tin y were pet ling Miss Tonipk'ns as In the days be fore Mr. Passiiiore re. ppeared in her life, and were really grieved that she lid not brighten. The change In the public extended even to Mr. Pass- more, and he again called on Miss Tompkins, the net creating quite a ripple. No other love affair had ever caused suelt interest in i oiterxuurg. liven the school children talked about it. And they talked long, for weeks went by, and months, the two parties concerned changing not on any respect. When winter was well advanced. It was whispered about that the old Tompkins place was haunted. Nome to'.d of unaccountable noises In the basement when Miss Tompkins was known to be at school; and others of hearing a sopulchn.l cough In the back of the house, a cough that sounded exactly like that of old Mrs. Tompkins. Perhaps these reports made Miss Tompkins more nervous than she had been. She tried to laugh at them, even going to far as to tell her neighbors that if they should sett a thin coil of smoke from her chimney during her absence, they might know the ghost was warming himself at her bauk'ed lire. The thin coil of smoke had al ready been noticed, making cold clubs creep up the spine of the superstitious, who looked upon Miss Tompkins as the bravest Avouian in the town. Put by-and-by when several more winters had passed and tne con or smoke continued to be reon. it ceased o Do taiuoii or except among a lev.. Mr. Passmore continued his visits at intervals, and people were forced to be reconciled to the course ol events. Thou came a winter so cold that the oldest inhabitants said they had never seen its like. And the cold was re sponsible for the renewal of the talk concerning a ghost at the Tompkins house. A light began to be burned all night in a back room which some said v;i Miss Tomnkiii;;-bedroom. It was known that she had become almo stingy of late years, and nothing but fear of the ghost could make her burn a light all night and every night. More over, the lauy was growing none, auu paler and thinner and very sad. Next door to Miss Tompkins lived a prencner, ami away in one nigat Avueii things were in stiff freeze, the preach er's door bell jangled most urgently and repeatedly. "What's wanted?" he called from the rear of the hall, its he stood shivering in his night dress. "It is I. Miss Tompkins," came from outside. "Please Mr. Myers, go tor Doctor Tarkcr as fast as you can, and bring him to me." That I will. I'll send my wife to wait on you till he gets there," was the hearty answer. But Miss. Tompkins was half way across tne yard ueiore no nuisneu speaking, and evidently it was not she who required the doctor's aid. Some- w'hat later four people stood by a bed in a back room of the Tompkins house. On the bed was an emaciated, suffer ing, most wretched looking consump tiveEd Tompkins. His sister was too excited to know or to care that her face was wet where unheeded tears had dripped. "I'll help you, old fellow," said the doctor, bending over the thin body, ex amining it critically with eyes and hands, only to gain time to recover himself, somewhat "How long has he been here?" he asked, straightening himself, and looking at "Miss Tompkins. "Five years," she answered tremu lously. The preacher and his wife started perceptibly, and stared in silence at the little lady, while the doctor cleared his throat and looked away. All three began to understand many things. The doctor busied himself with his patient, though he knew there was no shadow of use in his ministrations. As for Ed Tompkins, he had known that Death was at his side when his sister left him to call aid, and now he seemed to be conscious of her presence alone: this kind sister, who all his life had given him blessing for blight, blessing lor bligi. lie did not even glance at the unaccustomed faces look ing so pityingly at him. Seeing how he watched her, Miss Tompkins asked: "What is it, Ed?" " """ "Just thinking," ho answered. "Thank you for all-all." She bent close to his head and whisp ered to him, weeping. At dawn a corpse was In th? par lor, and by breakfast time the whole Fettersburg Avas agog Avith comment Of course Miss Tompkins had shield ed a murderer in her house for -five years. But then he was her brother. and had been sick all that time. Wo men said they were proud of Miss Tompkins; men said she was grand and young people gazed at her house in speechless awe. And Mr. Passmore declared that a more perfect character than Miss Tompkins' had never graced the town. He couldn't have looked happier if all Fetiersberg had been admiring him Instead of Miss Tomp kins. About six iimiitlm later, tin ninth lauded lady Willi (ilite inure to l'tlll nv Ink Home Place, thi-i time in t to answer an advertisement. Mi. went. lit her own carriage and was greeted :it Mrs. Ziiie. Passinoie. Wa vei by Maga- DIG DEAL IN TREES. llllnnU Itittlrfiitil to 1'litiit Mllc of Tliem Vnr Tin. Within five or six years there will probably be several rows of catalpa trees stretching from Chicago to New Orleans, a distance of about Ut) miles. They are to be planted by the Illinois Central Railroad to provide the com pany with lumber for cross ties la the future. Over 'JUO.OOO of the trees will be planted. At first It was thought to set aside one or two tracts on which to plant the trees, but It has now been decided to string the torest over the entire system, placing hundreds of trees on every spot where there Is any considerable room. They will not be set out after any pattern er design, but will be dropped into the ground around sta tions, along the right of way in the country, around warehouses, and every place where they may grow and at the same time add to the surroundings wiih their shade. The contract for planting this im mense longitudinal forest has been let to ii private linn. Agents of this com pany are now in the field locating the places where the larger number of trees .are to be planted. Scarcity of timber for ties is the cause of the planting of these trees by the railroad. During the last two or three years much dillicully has been exp.eriv.uced Ly railror.d officials ill ob taining the proper timber for tics. Chi cago Chronicle. "Eticeye" liny Craft. A Crlsficld, Md., coiTcspor.dent writes to the Baltimore Sou: Stephen C Mc Cready, of Cristield, gives the. follow ing history of the boat known as the bugeye. He has ucqur.iutance with all kinds of Chesapeake Bay craft for the past fifty years, and say.-: "Captain Clement K. Sterling built the first bug- ye that s.'uod on the lhes:i;cai:e r.aj. Captain Sterling was building a canoe, from three logs, and as he had plenty of time, it occurred to him to use two ore logs and put on a deck. On li s first trip to "Baltimore with this pecu liar craft he was hailed many times by passing vessels, whose captains invari- ibly asked what was the name of the queer vessel, lo eacn inquiry captain Sterling replied: 'It's a bug's eye.' If Captain Sterling were living at the present time it is doubtful if he could give an explanation of his answer, be yong saying that it was pleasantry. The name stuck to the craft, and it has been known ever since as the bug eye. The first vessel of this class was called a punt, and was made from one og hollowed out; then came the canoe, and, finally, the most complete vessel of all tne bugeye. "The bugeye is now the most popular vessel among oysterinen in, Somerset County, and at least 100 new vessels of this type are built every year. Some of them are of at least ten feet beam, and cost $1200. They are very stron being built of the best logs." loves Ills Fellow Men. "Along with 'Fencils,' 'Evening Star Mary' and the other street characters noted in your paper recently," said a gentleman the other day, "you should have spoken of a man over six feet tall, with a long, full-grown beard. large, kind, blue eyes and a-still larger pair of spectacles who can be found on the streets every nignt. ire tic served particular mention because he isn't grinding his own axe. From about 10 o'clock until after 1 he moves about down town here looking watch fully after unfortunates under the in fluence of liquor or homeless chaps with no place to sleep. When he finds them he feeds them, takes them to his room at the Central Union Mis sion, cares for them and helps them find work. His name is Carl Herman Braatz, but his proteges e.ll him the 'Goal Samaritan.' For nearly twenty years he was George Bancroft's but ler. When the historian died he re membered the old man with an an nuity of about S4.00, I believe, and fully half of that sum goes every year to help the poor. Braatz is a German. He fought bravely in " the Franco rrnssian Avar. To-day he continues his Avar customs by sleeping on the floor in order that some one else may have, a comfortable night's rest." Washington Star. Docklnc the Tails of Horses. It is a pity that docking horses is a practice which needs legislative inter ference. Its cruelty and absurdity ought to be patent enough to ordinary humanity and common seneo to bring about its abolition. Why the unneces sary suffering entailed by this practice should be inflicted on so useful and willing a servant of man as the horse is a mystery no one has yet succeeded in elucidating. The mere plea of fash ion is pitifully insufficient, as even fashion sbouiti hesitate to put a horse docked for the tainting field in England in the shafts of a carriage in America. Baltimore American. TH UiD OF THE WAP!. (A it l'li'lv - 1 I i 1 H t ! ' r H -. I Ten slm .iy billed, cm st .1 in'n. in a I retail M t uliliiiii Ciji' ill 1 I ' ti. ., tVro vu-ie tn hf. Nino iviinilv lmr,lnM, roil.!' 4 of tleir file. Oi;uiiel a little Taul; then there MTQ Cl ! lit. J IikI" t t-tuidy lnirj;!ie!4-nn hojn? t,;i.!tr heaven Tried to ntnrin a Mm khmino; tle'n thcrr were ncvt n. Seven sturdy tmrgliiTH pl.iycd ..n, httln trick On a llritin't nrtnnrcil train; tin 11 tlicra V ere hi:;. Six xtiti'dy burglar imv.' renin itieil ri:ye; I'.i lili.int sttali i'V sunn made them live, l-'ivc xtiirtly burlicr- imt a burln r ir.i.if Tru-d to capture Kitt lieiier; then there were four. l-'mir eturdy bui-glior, tdiipper a could bo, Woiiiibi't hear of tenon of peace; moh there were three, Throe Murdv burgherst-a cordon to cut through Sure e-tioiisih tlioy did it, but then t!i"re were two. Two sturdy buiiicM had a little fun With a trooj) of yeomanry; then there was ono. Then the British Army bagged the Only 0;.c And lie was oLnning raids nnd trap.; until tin v got liin nam ! William E. McKenna, in l'u.k. One touch of humor makes the whole world chin. Schoolmaster. Ethel "Were you very much sur prised to meet her?" Blanche "Sur prised? Why, I didn't notice whr.t she had one!" Judge. "Did you see these two Avonun ex change looks'.'" "Y-ycs; but, somehow, that dark one in red is still the better looking." Philadelphia Bulletin. Tess "She's very mannish, isn't she?" Jess "Awfully so. She can't force her way through a crowd of women at all." Philadelphia Press. Cclebvitio? are lot of fun; At least, I've heard it raid. The trouble is you're never one Till after yon are dead! 1' h i 1 a ti el 1 1 1 i a Record. "I understand, Mrs. Grassey, that your son has become quite an eminent lepidopterist." "Mercy on us! It ain't nothing like a kleptomaniac, Is it?" Washington Times. Miss Singleton "Sccicty is ail well enough for those avIio are single and want to marry." Mrs. Wedelerly "Yes, and for those avLo are married and Avant to forget it." Chicago News. He forced her pa to toe the marL; 'Twas quite a hit. Alas! her pa did toe the nark, But he was it. Philadelphia Pros.-. Her Father "No, sir; you can't have her. I Avou't have a son-in-law Avho has no more brains than to want to marry a girl Avith no more sense than my daughter lias shown in allowing you to think you could have her." Chi cago News. Claribel "I wonder what that crea ture meant!" Lizzie "What creature?" Claribel "Why, Tentworth, of course. When I told him everybody said I Avas improving in my singing, he said he was delighted to hear it. The idsa!" Boston Transcript. "First of all," said the merchant to the j'outhful replicant, "we'll have to test your ability as a whistler. Sup pose you try." "I am sorry, sir, but I can't Avhistle at all." "Hang up your hat!" cried the merchant, promptly. "Y'ou're the boy Ave're looking for." Boston Globe. "Laura, these biscuits of yours are unusually line this morning. I think I never tasted better." "George Fer guson!" here she looked at him sus piciously "what are you up to now? Are you going to tell me you ean'C spare the money for those rugs I. wanted to buy to-day "" Chicago Tribune. "They say," remarked the sAveet young thing, "that you Avere never really frightened." "Nonsense!" re turnee! the man Avho Avas honest, as well as more than ordinarily brave. "They forget that I Avas once one of the principals in a " "Duel?" "No in a swell church Avcdding." Chi cago Post. Have No Use For Cloekn. "No human being can know the time of day as well as the suu, since with out him there would be no time, and that is Avhy Ave look to him whenever we desire to know what o'clock it is." That is what the shepherds of Beam say to tourists and others Avheu they ask them Avhy they still use the anti quated timepiece of their forefathers and never think of buying an up-to-date Avatch or (lock. Each of these primitive timepieces consists manily of a pillar, in Avhicu the various hours of the day are marked by grooves. The sun, as it ascends and descends in the heavens, casts a shadow on one division after another, and thus these simple rustics are always able to form an approxi mate idea as to the time of day. They admit themselves that they are unable to tell it to the minute or second, but they claim that for all practical pur poses their solar clocks are ad that they need.