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A BRAVE FIGHT
By Mrs. E. W. Kirk (Copyright, 1807, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) HtiKfc Conway bad beea closeted fltk the family lawyer for over an hour. ' “I am sorry, Hush.” be said kindly. -It it hadn't been your father's dying request 1 would have told you sooner, or—not at all.” ”1 was a hellish thing to do!" mut tered the young man through closed teeth. ‘‘To wait until a man is about to be married, and then to tell him — my God! f cannot bear to think of it!" ”1 know, I know,” said the lawyer soothingly, "and so I reasoned with your father at the time. But, having IMuuted through the fiery furnace of affliction, it was his only aim to save you, his only son, from a similar fate If possible." "My poor mother, did—did she know of this before she married my father?" bo asked. The lawyer shook his head with r.low dissent. "No, 1 think not/ he answered. "I have reason to believe she was kept In ignorance until after the birth of her first child.” "And that was, of course, I. But why was she told then?" "Your mother had two children," said the lawyer briefly. Hugh wheeled in his chair and fixed his penetrating eyes upon the mask like face of the old man. “My mother had two children?” he gasped incredulously. "Your sister—for it was a girl, died many years ago in a private asylum, where she had been placed by your parents as soon as they found her reason was dethroned." Hugh groaned aloud, and once more his head fell upon his arms. "And my mother?" he whispered. "Died of grief when you were four years old.” "Poor mother," he murmured pity ingly. "what a life! Was—was my father ever violent?” "Only once that I know of. I was there at the time,” explained the law yer, when your father, in a sudden frensy, turned on your mother —who was then in a delicate condition—with clenched fist, and would have felled her to the floor had I not interposed. He was a big man, while your mother loked like a mere girl. She made all kinds of excuses for him, but lh the end It broke her heart And he was a changed nuyt from that time until his death, which occurred a few months after that of your mother. He. who had once been so jovial, be gan to avoid strangers, and would sit for hours In his study brooding over the wrong he had done his young wife by marrying her and thus per petuating the family curse." •'But I don't see how he kept every thing so quiet," Hugh said curiously. “Your father was Irrational only at times," replied the lawyer. “With the ounning of insanity he would deny himself to all callers whenever he felt the paroxysms coming on. So that none of his friends or acquaintances ev?r knew the terrible secret which he so carefuly guarded. Even your sis ter was taken to another state and en tered in a private retreat under an assumed name. Very few were aware of 1-er existence.’' "Was it before my sisters birth that—that—” “it was," replied the lawyer, sur mising the question the young man feared to ask. "And there was no doubt but your father’s murderous at tack on your mother at that time was partly the cause of your sister’s de mentia. You can see why he left that request In all probability you will escape the family affliction—for you are the Image of your mother, and all her people were strong-minded add healthy. But your children, If you ever have any, might inherit your father's tendencies. So if you marry Estelle Carter, and I admire your choice, and believe she would wed you even it she knew of the grim spectre that has haunted your family for gen erations, It must be with the full knowledge of the gruesome story I have just related. But as a friend of yours, Hugh, and I love you as well as if you were my own son, don’t put that sweet girl to the test Make some plausible excuse to break tho engagement and then go abroad for a few years. I know she loves you truly, but she is young, and better a little unhappiness now than a broken heart and a wrecked life in the years to come." As the lawyer finished speaking he carefully placed his legal documents In a leather bag and left the room. An hour passed, and then another; nothing broke the stillness but an oc casional groan. Hugh Conway was wrestling with his soul. A timid knock on the door aroused him at last, but the battle was won; ho had conquered himself. Newspaper Ad Best. nswipi|i«r nu sail. It is gratifying to learn that the navy department has decided to aban- ' don billboard advertising and to dia l continue the use of huge colored pos ters. which have excited so much crit icism. There never was a man or a ship or an ocean that presented quite so resplendent a picture as the bill poster designs. These extravagant lithographs have been beneath the dig nity of a government Use ours und have placed Uncle Sam In a Vulgar uncntidld position as tbg only "Who Is itr he asked in a listless tone. The door slowly opened and his aunt entered (lie room. "Hugh, dear, 1 have been looking In every place for you,” she said, as she approached him. "Estelle Is here; she brought over a basket of early straw berries from their garden, and I knew you would want to see her before she left, so 1—” As she caught sight of his palld face she stopped abruptly. “Why, Hugh!” she exclaimed In alarm. "What is the matter? Are you not well?" "Yes, aunt, I am perfectly well, at least, in body," he added bitterly. "Mr. Watson has been here, you know, and my soul is storm-tosßed. For two hours I have been groping for a little light amid the blackness of despair. And, thank God, I have found *.he faintest glimmer. "My poor boy," murmured his aunt tenderly. "He has told you all, then?" 'Yes, aunt, he has told me all!" "And—Estelle?" she questioned gently. Hugh smothered a groan. "I cannot see aunt. It wo aid unman me, for I Intend to go to my grave lonely and childless. Just then a silvery voice called out gaily: "Where are you two conspirators? Ah, there you are! I got tired of wait ing, so concluded that If you wouldn't come to me, I would pocket my pride and come to you.” Estelle knew at once that some thing was wrong. Her handsome, debonair lover looked as though he bad just arisen from a bed of sick ness. "What is it, Hugh? Are you ill?” she inquired anxiously. "I have met with a great loss, Es telle, and —" "Oh, la that all?" ahe breathed, look ing intensely relieved. "I was afraid, from your appearance, some terrible calamity had befallen you." "It is terrible to me and—l think it will also affect you, which troubles me exceedingly." "Affect me?" opening her lovely vio let eyes. "Nonsense, Hugh, what a mercenary creature you must think me. Don’t let that thought trouble you for an Inatant. What do I care for the loaa of your money, even though It be your whole fortune, jaat so aa I don’t lose you, dear." ■She nestled lovingly against 11s arm. expecting a caress. But Hugh, with Wonderful self-control, answered steadily: "It Isn't altogether a money loss, IJs telle. It Is something beyond my power to control, something I cannot explain. But If you love me you must also trust me and believe that whatever I do is for your future happiness and wel fare.” The girl drew away from him and her lips quivered. "You mean —” she said slowly. “I mean that private business will take me immediately abroad, and that you and I must part." “I don’t think I understand," she said vaguely. "I cannot see anything to look so tragic about In a few weeks’ separation." "If It was only for a few weeks, Es telle, I wouldn’t murmur. But I will be at least two years, probably longer," he replied huskily. "It seems a long time," she said, with a little catch in her voice. "But I will have your letters to look forward to, and after a while—your return.” A aob rose In his throat, he was not proof against her perfect and loving trust. He turned to her suddenly and opened wide his arms. Estelle flew to them as a mother bird flies to Its nest, and was gathered close to his hungry heart. It might be cowardly, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell her then' that their marriage was impossible. A convulsive shudder shook his strong frame, and his arms relaxed their hold. Estelle lay like a broken lily, upon his breast. He bent his head and showered • passionate kisses— kisses of farewell and renunciation up on her tear-wet face, and, disengaging her clinging arms, he left her forever. Broke Will for *BOO,OOO. A fee of 9800,000 Is said to have been paid to a New York lawyer, Wll liam D. Guthrie, for breaking the will of the late Henry B. Plant, owner of a system of steamships, railways and hotels. Of the $24,000,000 estate the widow’s share was $8,000,000, and as this was tied up In trust she engaged counsel to secure Its release, giving him 10 per ceqt. of her share. To Bs Brought Out Onco a Weak. A good many people have an Idea that religion Isn't worth while unless It is worn with Sunday clothes.—Chi cago Record-Herald. I large employer of labor who would re sort to such disingenuous appeals to ' induce intelligent men to enter his I service.—Boston Globe. Meal That Lacks Salt. "What Is the dullest and dreariest thing op earth?” asks M. A. P., and then it answers the question thus: "It is the crown and climax of London gayety. ' It Is the peak and pinnacle of London amusement. It Is the moft English Invention in England. It \t Ulcnvr!" IN DEATHS SHADOW LIFE OF RAILROADER BAVED BY A MIRACLE. Caught on Bridge, Hs Jumped to What Bssmsd Certain Destruo lion, but “Hit Time Had Not Como.** Perhaps no large body of men in any industry are exposed to so many dangers as are railroad mon. Thou sands of these faithful and heroic workers are killed every year, and other thousands are saved from death only by the narrowest margin. Some of these railroad escapes seem almost miraculous, and seeing them many railroad men comfort themselves with a fatalism. "We cannot die until obr time comes," they say, "and so it’s no use to worry.” This is the philosophy of most men who follow dangerous occupations. It is a false philosophy, If the men who compile the chances of life for the insurance companies have their sta- tistics right, but so long aa It sustains and encourages the men who work constantly under the shadow of dan ger little can be aaid kgalnst it E. 8. Shepard, of Deadwood, 8. D., used to be a track walker on the Col orado Midland. On his division at that time the track Inspectors had no ve locipedes,, and Mr. Shepard was com piled to “foot It" every day over ten miles of mountain track. His Invari able companion was a big St. Bernard dog named Bruno. One day Shepard was inspecting the track as usual when he came to trestle No. 4, a long structure across a gorge. He paused at the end of the treßtle and looked at his watch. He had been told at. the last station that the Midland express was an hour late and this would give him plenty of time to cross the gorge on the single track. Man and dog started across without thought of danger. They had reached TO A RAILROAD TRAIN IN THE MOUNTAINS. Tim wooded hills stand silently. Awe hushed, and clad In sweet repose: No bird Is stirring: noiselessly The woodbine clambers with the rose. Sweet silence steeping hill and vale In sorcerer's spell of quietude. Is broken by the echoing hull Of iron voice In summons rude. And thundering through the just domain Of Nature's proud magnificence. Behold man’s sordid greed of gal»~ His ripe, colossul impudence. —L. 8. Waterhouse. CAP SAVED CHILD’S LIFE. Waving Red Tam-o’-Bhanter, Mother Stopped Approaching Train. While Jive men struggled mightly to extricate a girl from the New Haven railroad track at Stamford, Conn., the other day, her mother’s pluck and quick wit saved her from being cut to pieces by a train. It was the child's red Tam-o'-Shanter waved as a danger signal that baited the train within a few feet of her. Nearly half an hour more passed be fore she was released. While Amy, the flve-yearold daughter of H. J. Lamborns, was hurrying from a neigh bor's home to her own her foot was caught firmly between the planking of the crossing and a rail. Her cries brought her mother, who tugged at the little one’s foot, only to hurt her ankle until she screamed with pain. Mrs. Lamborn’s cries brought three section laborers quickly to the scene. A train was due soon and *he men thought It would be easy u> release small Miss Amy, long before that. But they bad no implements but shovels, and every stroke at the plank that held her gave Amy In tense suffering. Not until th?y heard the whistle of the approaching en gine did they realize her danger. Then it was that the mother plucking Amy’s red Tam-o’-Shanter from her head ran down the tracks and s«e seeded In stopping the train. a point near the center of the bridga when the sharp warning signal of a whistle was heard. Shepard looked up and saw the express coming around a curve, not more than a hundred paces away. "I was paralyzed by fear,” he says. "I could not move forward or back ward. Indeed, there was no übo In moving, for the engine was bearing down upon me with frightful speed, trying to make up lost time. Below me, at least 75 feet from the track level, was the rock strewn bottom of the gorge. It meant death to jump. It was death to stand still." Bruno, the dog, trembled and whined at his master’s feet. Ha un derstood the danger, and when the lo comotive was not more than 50 feet away the dog turned and jumped off the bridge. Mr. instinctively followed Bruno’s example. There was little strength left in hls knees, b it ha stumbled to the edge of the track and half fell outward and downward just as the heavy train went thundering by. But some kindly fate was guarding Shepard that day. In the language of the railroad fatalist, "hls time had not come.” Instead of plunging down. to be mangled on the stones at the bottom of the gorge, he was surprised to find himself hanging head down ward over the edge of the trestle. His- left foot had caught in some way between two ties just outside of the rail. The framework of the bridge shook under the Impact of the heavy train, and every Instant he ex pected to be shaken loose. In the ter ror of the moment he became uncon scious and did not know what hap pened until he awoke and found him self being taken out of the train at the next station. The engineer had seen him, of course, And had applied the brakes. When the train came to a standstill the crew and some of the passengers ran back and found Shepard still hanging, hls left foot firmly wedged between the timbers. Hls only physi cal Injury was a badly wrenched ankle, but the nervous breakdown un fitted him for duty for a long time. ENGINEER HAD QUICK WIT. An Expedient by Which a Serloue cident was Avoided. On a single-line section of a Scotch railway the quick-wittedness and pluck of a driver prevented a frightful catastrophe, says Chambers’ Journal. A goods train was put Into a siding to allow an express passenger train to overtake It. The operations were car ried out in a great hurry to avoid the passenger train being delayed, and the "line clear” signal was given be fore the whole of the train was In the siding. When the express was ap proaching it was discovered that the goods train was longer than the siding could accommodate, so that the en gine occupied the main line to the ex tent of several feet. It was too late to stop the approaching express, and a disaster seemed Imminent, when a plan of action occurred to the active brain of the driver of the goods train, which he immediately put Into opera ation by opening his regulator and putting the power of the engine against hls train. This action caused the spring-buffers to compress,' so that the train occupied several yards less space. It was now a fight be tween the power of the engine and the pent-up force of the 100 buffer springs. If once the engine wheels commenced to slip, the springs would probably gain the mastery and force the engine on to the main line la the face of the oncoming express. The driver gallantly stuck to hls post, manipulating hls engine until the in creasing roar caused by the approach ing train told him the express was close upon him; then, leaving the regulator and the sand calves wide open, he leaped from his engine. For tunately hls action was successful; A few inches only intervened be tween the two trains, but the express swept by in safety. Steel Used by Railroads. Railways use up over 2,000,000 tons of steel a year, almost half the world's product THE MEEKER STABLES H. S. HARP, Proprietor All kind, of Llvory Turnout,, Soddlo Horooo ond everything connected with o tlret-eleee llvory ootoOllohmont. Good Feed and Good Care Given all Horses Stabling at the Meeker. — Low Rates to Commercial Travelers on ‘‘Round the Circle” Trips. 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