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( ' A STORY OF THE") y A A A %V LaWepce X ' SKESSSwfe Ajrihorof # <jrCt*nffinff7*tc- j —"/ SYNOPSIS. Lieutenant Holton is detached from his command in the navy at the outset of the Spanish-American war and assigned to important secret service duty. While din ing at a Washington hotel he detects a waiter in the act of robbing a beautiful young lady. She thanks him for his serv ice and gives her name as Miss La Tossa. a Cuban patriot. Later he meets "her at a ball. A secret service man warns Hol ton that the girl is a spy. Senor La Tossa chides his daughter for her failure to secure important information from Holton. She leaves for her home hi Cuba. Holton is ordered to follow her. They meet on the Tampa train. Miss La Tossa tells Holton she is a Cuban spy and expresses doubt regarding the sincerity of the United States. Holton is ordered to remain at Tampa to guard the troop transports. He receives orders to land Miss La Tossa, who is considered a dangerous spy, on Cuban soil. At sea he is overtaken by another warship which takes Miss La Tossa aboard and Holton is ordered to return to Tampa. He saves the transports from destruction at the hands of dynamiters and reports to Admiral Sampson for further duty. Holton is sent to General Garcia’s com mand in the guise of a newspaper cor respondent to investigate Cuban plots against the American troops and to learn the plans of the Spanish navy. He de tects a trusted Cuban leader in the work of fomenting trouble among the Cubans in the interests of the Spaniards. Holton is seized by friends of the spy and later ik ordered executed as a spy. He escapes and saves the American troops from fall ing into a Spanish ambush. He learns from Gen. Garcia that the spy is Joss Cesnola, one of the most trusted leaders. Holton takes part in the battle at San Juan. CHAPTER X.—Continued. Presently he came to a street which presented a vista of a long line of street lamps. Evidently it led into the heart of the city. Holton followed It past stores and houses, until at length he stood in the patio before the “palace.” Here there were lights in all the windows. Evidently the official machinery wan working overtime. The lights gave him a sense of comfort, the doubtful sort of comfort that a man out in the cold feels when he looks in at a company gathered about a genial fire. Holton's emotions were those of a pariah. He was an outcast, and more than that an outcast who would speed ily feel a hempen rope about his neck if he were not extremely careful. Somehow the thought that he was a spy had slipped his mind for the time being. For more than an hour he stumbled along, leaving the city, crossing the tracks of the Sabanilla and Maroto railroad, until he came to a gate guarded by a thatched lddge. Upon the walls of the gate were emblazoned the Spanish coat-of-arms. It was thrown back, and a soldier stood in the opening. “Who comes there?” he asked, bringing his gun across his chest. "Cardenas,” cried Holton, giving tie countersign as he had heard it several times that night. He walked forward. "I have a message from General To ral for Senor La Tossa. Does he live here?” he added. The sentinel threw hi? gun into the hollow of his arm. "No,” he replied. “You must walk up this road two miles. It is the first estate on your left.” Holton politely thanked the soldier and proceeded on his way. His shoes were caked with mud and his clothing dragged heavily. And he was both tired and sleepy. He moved as though in a dream. He was really not more than half awake. And yet he was not aware of the passage of a great amount of time when he passed in front of another thatched lodge, with the dark outlines of a large house, lying back on the top of a gentle hill. There was no soldier at the gate here, and as he walked up the winding path he could not dis cover a single light in the great man sion. At least he could see nothing in the way of Illumination until he got quite close, and then through a crevice in the tightly drawn shades of what apparently was one of the larger rooms he made out a tiny gleam. At least the house was not deserted. He walked close to the window and found that the front veranda passed under it. So he mounted the steps and, stealing to the window, glued his eye to the crevice. He could see a table, and around it some men in uniform, drinking and smoking. The figures were, of course, Indistinct, and although Holton could catch the sound of their voices, he could not make out what was being said. As he crouched thus under the win dow-ledge the front door opened, and a figure passed out and walked to one RECOGNIZE VALUE OF REST Energetic Japanese Know Well That Human Machine Must Have Its Periods of Relaxation. The Japanese, whose sturdy frames have made them among the most val iant warriors in the world, have a rest code that it would be well for the strenuous occidental to follow. There is a saying in Japan that the hours of sleep should be graded as follows: Seven hours for a man, eight hours for a woman, and nine hours for a fool. The Japanese, de spite the increasing standing afforded their women in the last century, put them pretty close to the “fool” mark when they say women should have eight and one-half hours of sleep. For the men of Japan the motto is, “Early to bed and early to rise.” Six hours of absolute quiet in a darkened room with windows wide open are deemed imperative to build up the stuff of which warriors are made. The Japanese would certainly have welcomed with eager joy the bill to be introduced in the New York legis end of the long veranda. Here the man emitted a low whistle, which was not answered. With a muttered excla mation, the stranger retraced his steps, and, walking directly past Hol ton in the other direction, leaned over the railing and whistled again. Holton never afterward knew what possessed him, but he noticed that the man had left the front door slightly ajar. Acting upon quick thought, he suddenly leaned down, unlaced his shoes, and then, with a quick glance at the. fellow still leaning over the railing and cursing under his breath, he stole from his position, made for the open door, and slipped hastily and noiselessly into the hall. A light with a deep red shade was burning here, and the shadows it cast were heavy. The door of the room in to which he had been peering was half open, and across the hall, directly op posite, was a corresponding room, the interior of which was not lighted. Into this apartment, scarcely breath ing, Holton stole, standing inside the jamb and listening with strained ears. Before he could adjust himself to the sense of what was being said, the man who had emerged from, the door when Holton was on the veranda returned into the hall, closed the door and en tered the lighted room. He was at tired in the uniform of a captain in the navy, and his entrance seemed to quiet somewhat the ardor of the argu ment. “It is agreed, then gentlemen, that the city cannot long endure a siege?” The voice was deep and authoritative. Holton, in an ecstasy of eagerness, craned his head forward. “I for one deny it,” was the angry responsq. “But aside from you, general,” was the rejoinder, “we seem unanimous. Do we not?” There was a chorus of assent. Then Hoilton heard a voice that he recognized; a voice that sent thrills down his spine and caused him to loosen his revolver in its holster. “Shafter’s army alone would not suf fice. But I know that General Miles with reinforcements will soon be here, and I know, also, that while' General Shatter would prefer to abandon his present position, he will not do so. I can inform you, too, that the lines of our army will not be attacked by charge on the morrow, and that a long siege will be entered upon. The Amer icans are in excellent health, and they will starve us to submission.” It was the voice of the waiter of the New Willard. “But, Senor Cesnola,” interposed the first speaker, “you have led us to be lieve that within a week, at least, your Cuban rebels will turn upon the Amer icans.” “They will when I give the word.” “Then why not give it?” “Because the time is not ripe. They would be wiped out of existence. That time must come when the fever has He Glued His Eye to the Crevice. begun its work and the army is be ginning to be demoralized. Two — three —five more days in the trenches on the hillsides under this hot sun, will do our work for us.” “Gentlemen,” went on the first speaker, “my mind is made up. To morrow is the 2nd of July. We shall make, no move then. But I warn you, if on the morning of July 3 the situa tion is still unchanged the fleet will leave Santiago/ harbor. Orders from lature calling for a one-day rest rule for all workers, as they advocate that one day should be given over to ab solute lelaxation, when even reading and writing should be refrained from. A study of so-called Japanese stoic ism might better be termed Japanese “repose,” a quality that the nerve racking rush and worry of our pres ent-day life fails to produce. Rest, of the simon-pure variety, as far as hu man brain and body will allow, is a stimulation that calls back depleted energies to the normal, does away with the furrows of fear of the future by regret, for the past, and if there Is anything better than a good night’s rest to build up and beautify, the pre scription has yet to be recorded. — Leslie’s. No Waiting for Him. “Yes,” exclaimed the young man, with a deep drawn sigh, “I’ve finished my legal education at last!” “And now,” said the friend, “you’ll sit down and wait for clients.” “Not on your life, I won’t!” replied the new attorney. ‘Tve got a job promised me in a dry goods store.” Blanco are getting Imperative. If we survive the attempt and reach Havana we shall be safe; it cannot be taken, 1 believe, in a year's siege. Here the successful storming of our lines means the end of our navy and the unsuccess ful close of this war.” “So this is your decision?” inquired another voice. “Those are my orders and they are final.” Holton, trembling like a leaf, his mouth hanging open, drank in the words as a drowning man drinks in his last breath of air. He could hard ly credit his senses. Here, after a night of aimless stumbling through the blackness and through the rain, he had chanced upon the very place of all places where in formation most valuable to his coun try’s success was to be obtained. The voices had fallen to a hum and, strain his ears as he would, he could catch no more than fragmentary sen tences. Some one went out at the door, and presently the sound of horses’ hoofs was heard on the shell driveway. Three men departed, and then Holton heard the scraping of chairs and the rattle of glasses, as though those that remained were pre paring to spend some further time in their present quarters. Holton having put on his shoes, was on the point of stealing into the hall and out by the door when he decided that this, exposing him as it would to detection, was not the wise course. So he turned back into the room, purpos ing to open a window. , As his hand touched the catch he was startled by a sudden blaze of light and a voice. “Well, sir, what are you doing here?” He turned to confront the young woman he loved. CHAPTER XI. A Close Call. Holton’s first instinct was to utter the girl’s name; but flashing second thought came to his rescue, and he broke into a volley of Spanish ejacu lations. 4s he went on she stood re garding him fixedly, and finally, seeing a. peculiar expression settle upon her wonderful face, he paused. “Mr. Holton!” Her voice was low, almost guttural. Holton sprang toward her. “Miss La Tossa—Ranee!” His voice, too, was low, quivering with emotion. She stepped back, and, pointing her finger at him, repeated with blazing eyes her first question. “What are you doing here?” Then she stopped and looked at him. “Do you realize what you have done?” She reached up hastily and extin guished the lamp she had lighted, “Mr. Holton,” she continued, as the young officer stood silently regarding her, “have you truly no desire to live ?” “I was captured in the battle,” re plied Holton. “I escaped and—and— “ How—why did you come in here?” “Because a soldier on the road —I mean a farmer —a planter—told me this was your home.” “And you wish me to hide you?” “No, I wish to leave.” “But you cannot.” “I came in here; I am able to leave.” “No, you are not,” she whispered. "General Toral’s and Admiral Cer vera’s escort are outside now.” She peered out of the window. “I can see them.” Holton looked for himself, and saw the front of the house lined with mounted men. He faced her irreso lutely. “But I must get away at once,” he remonstrated. “I cannot stay here." “Then why did you come here? How did you get in?” “I wanted to see you,” replied Hol ton. "The door was open, and I walked in.” She looked at him a moment doubt fully. Then she shook her head. “That was not why you came here. You did not come here to see me.” “But, nevertheless, I wanted to see you.” She went on as though he had not spoken. “It is quite clear now.” She was about to continue, when steps were heard in the hall and a voice called her name: “Ranee! Ranee, my daughter!”, She pushed Holton into the folds RULERS OF ISLAND MONARCHY Long List of Statesmen Who Have Presided Over the Destinies of the Great British Empire. The first prime minister of Eng lang was William Pitt, 1733, called to office in the reign of George I. That sovereign being unable to un derstand- the English language, his attendance at cabinet meetings was useless, and opened the way for the appearance of a prime minister. Prime ministers of England In their order are as follows: William Pitt, 1783; H. Addington, 1801; William Pitt, 1804; Greenville, 1806; Portland, 1807; S. Perceval, 1807; Liverpool, 1812; G. Canning, 1827; Goderich, 1827; Wellington, 1823; Grey, 1830; Melbourne, 1894; Sir Robert Peel, 1834; Melbourne, 1835; Sir Robert Peel, 1841; Lord John Russell, 1846; Earl of Derby, (late Lord Stanley), 1852; Earl of Aberdeen, 1852; Vis count Palmerston, 1855; Earl of Der by, 1858; Viscount Palmerston, 1859; Earl Russell, 1865; Benjamin Disraeli, 1874; W. E. Gladstone, 1880; Marquis THE FROSTBURG SPIRIT, FROSTBURG, MD, }f a Heavy tapesrry by tne cioor, and :hen looked out into the hall. “Yes, father. Here 1 am.” “Oh, yes! I wish you would ask Maria to prepare a guest-room for Senor Cesnola. He decides to remain the night with us.” “Yes, father,” and with a warning “S-sh!” Miss La Tossa went out into the hall and disappeared. The two men stood near the door, chatting. “My daughter,” complained La Tos sa, “is still very restive. She escaped from us the day before the battle on horseback, and was gone the entire day.” . “It is just as well,” was the laugh ing reply. “She will do no harm now, for, while your daughter counts on the mine exploding after they have van quished us, I can assure you that the fuse will be lighted a great while be fore that rather visionary event.” “You told me that young naval offi cer who was with Garcia had been ex ecuted,” went on La Tossa. “I am rather sorry for that. He was a lik able young man apparently.” “You need spare your grief,” was the rejoinder. “When I so informed you I believed my orders had been car ried out. But, as it appears, he es caped.” “Your orders!” ejaculated La Tossa. I’And when have you assumed the pre rogatives of life and death?” “Spies must assume such preroga tives occasionally,” was the quiet re ply. “This young man Holton was in a position to undo my work. He was in my way. As a consequence, I forged Muller’s name to a warrant for his execution. That fact may wound your sensibilities; but this is war, pot child’s play.” Holton’s eyes fairly glared through the darkness, and yet, despite his an ger, he was pleased to know that the murderous order was the work of a “Well, Sir, What Are You Doing Here?” renegade and that it had not the sanc tion of authority. “Well, I must say I am glad he was not executed,” remarked La Tossa. “My daughter”-—His voice sank low— “is, I believe, very fond of him.” “And you approve?” “Oh, it has not gone so far as that! But I do know thatiin some way her little secret amour has exerted upon her a repressing influence, has caused her to mope and to brood —in other words, to curb activities which for merly caused me much worry.” Miss La Tossa appeared at the mo ment, and the two men rejoined their comrades 4n the opposite room. “Are you here?” she whispered. “Yes.” Holton stepped before her. “Now listen, Miss La Tossa, I have something I wish to tell you. When I met you before I was unable to reas sure your fears as to your country. Now I am. I have spent seven days among the leaders of our army, and I know their intentions. I wish to as sure you as a man of honor that as soon as Santiago is taken, as soon as the city and the province are utterly rid of the Spaniards, and as soon as order is restored here, our troops are going to withdraw.” “Is this true?” she whispered tense ly. “It is true, and more. I heard Ad miral Sampson and several high army officers assure General Garcia that as soon as practicable the Americans would withdraw, leaving him, General Garcia, as governor of the province. Now, there is no doubt of this at aJL I have heard it with my own ears —” He paused and held out his hand. “Are we friends?” he added. She met his hand impulsively. “Yes, a thousand times, and God bless you Americans!” Holton drew her fingers to his lips and kissed them. As he bent thus a figure darkened the doorway and a sneering voice, broke the silence. “A very charming picture, indeed!” Holton swung around quickly, and before him, his face writhing with a saturnine grin, stood Cesnola. Hol ton’s hand flew to his revolver, but the face and a significant flash of steel on a line with the man’s waist gave him pause. (TO BE CONTINUED.) of Salisbury, 1885; W. E. Gladstone 1886; Marquis of Salisbury, 1892; W. E. Gladstone, 1804; Earl of Roseberry, 1895; Marquis of Salisbury, 1895, to July 11, 1902, the last premier of the Victorian era. The Marquis of Salis bury was premier on the accession of the late King Edward VII. to the throne. On the death of Lord Salis bury, Mr. A. J. Balfour succeeded to the prime ministry. On defeat of the Balfour ministry in 1905,- he was suc ceeded by Sir Henry Campbell-Ban nerman, who died in 1908, and was succeeded by the present premier, the Right Honorable H. H. Asquith. Risks Life to Save a Bird. After Policeman Michael Ryan had taken Mrs. Anna Baker from her burning apartment on the fourth floor of No. 6 St. Nicholas terrace, she im plored him to. save her canary bird. He returned to the apartment and brought down the bird in its cage. When the fire was discovered Ryan broke down a door and found Mrs. Baker so hysterical that she was un able to get out of the apartment her self. —New York Herald. Prevailing Styles in the New Shoes. EVERY season finds women more exacting in the matter of foot wear. Shoes and stockings must be faultless for the well dressed and up to-date member of modern society, whether she be a devotee of fashion, or engaged In business or simply de voting her time to the business of be ing a woman. The styles now prevailing and those Just preceding them have brought the fact into prominence. It is not the fashion to conceal them, but to clothe them daintily and set the flimsiest of draperies about them. Lace and chif fon petticoat, slashed skirts and in hanging draperies all bespeak atten tion to fine footwear. For general wear a neat looking, in conspicuous shoe all of leather, or of leather and cloth, should be chosen. Perfect fit and neat finish are the matters of importance for shoes to be worn for shopping, traveling and gen eral utility. Two pairs are more econ omical than one, if such shoes are Worn every day, and one should alter nate them. They are easily kept in commission in this way. One pair dressed and on the shoe tree stands always in readiness. Properly cleaned and aired and polished, they will pay for the attention with long service. For dressier wear in the winter there is the shoe with patent calf vamp and brocaded silk top in black. This is an elegant shoe with any visit ing or dinner gown except the most brilliant of opera or ball gowns. The same vamp with plain black cloth top puts the shoe in another class where COIFFURE AND HAIR ORNAMENT MOST EFFECTIVE rHE very attractive and becoming coiffure pictured here belongs to the class described as the “Casque” coif fure. All the hair is waved and combed to the nape of the neck and the crown of the at the back. There is the shallowest of parts at the front with the hair at each side brought down over the ears, wholly concealing them. To make this hairdress the hair must be parted off all around the crown of the head, and waved. That Which is left on the crown is to be laid in a flat coil at the back and pin ned down securely. All the remainder (except the lock left at the middle of the forehead) is to be drawn loosely back to the coil and over it. The hair at the nape of the neck is first brought up and the ends tucked under the coil or pinned around it. The ends of the front and side hair are then, disposed of in the same way. Then the lock at the middle of the forehead is parted and brought down at each side over the ears to the nape of the neck. The ends (the lock be ing light) are tucked under the waved hair covering the coil and pinned intd place with invisible pins. A light fringe of hair curled in flat, short ringlets, is cut across the fore head in a line more or less curved or straight, as best becomes the wearer. These ringlets must be flattened to the head to preserve the correct lines in this coiffure. This may be done by tying them down with a light veil for a few minutes. The coiffure is finished with an or namented band and single, curling spray of Paradise. The band in this costume is made of fiat jade beads matching those worn with the cos tume about the neck. But there are innumerable bands, those of black gauze or velvet and rhinestones being among the most effective. The costume worn by the handsome brunette is of black velvet and silver embroidered net, with a skirt which appears to wrap about the figure, ter minating in a high waist line. The rather scanty bodice is made of white chiffon,. With a drapery of gossa it is appropriate for the demi-toilet or the tailor-made. Elegant and more showy shoes are shown with patent vamp and gray buckskin top, and others with patent vamp and tops in shepherd check or in cloth or suede leather matching a gown in color. These made-to-match shoes are effective, but not essential to a proper shoe outfitting for the av erage woman. For evening dress there is a variety in slippers to choose from. Black satin with a French heel is a great favorite. The range of ornamentation for the toes of evening slippers is quite wide also. In black or bronze there is the strapped slipper with bead embroid ery. It is a graceful shoe and a fine choice for those who need only one pair of slippers with which to look the season’s full dress occasions in the face. It is dressy enough for any wear. The price of good shoes has ad vanced because the materials of which they are made cost more than they have heretofore. T*here is no economy in buying cheap shoes. The expendi ture at the end of a year will be greater if one keeps the feet respecta bly clothed, if cheap shoes are bought than if the better grades are worn. If one must economize let it be in some other direction and not in the matter of footwear. Quality cannot be sacri ficed here without of a certainty in volving both economy and comfort in the end. JULIA 60TT0MLEY. mer lace it would be much prettier and more in keeping with American ideas of modesty, which criticism is made without apologies to the great designer, who, with .such wonderful fabrics to work with, yet missed the final finishing touch by placing a glori ous skirt with an insignificant waist on so splendid a model. The coiffure suits the style of the wearer and her costume. It is one of those that almost any one will find becoming, except women with very thin faces and necks. For them there are other designs which soften or conceal their defects. JULIA BOTTOMLEY. Slashed Petticoat. We have had the “tango” gown; now has descended upon us the “tan go” petticoat. This latest addition to the wardrobe of the fashionable wo man is made of but two pieces, with seams in the side, which, needless to say, are open to a point just above the knee. The front and back breadths of the petticoat are scalloped, sloping gradually up to the joining of the seams at the knee. The garment in this instance is edged with a plaited ruffle of the silk of which the skirt is made, but lace of almost any kind would be nearly as effective. To regu late the height of the skirt slashes on each side of the openings there have been sewn crocheted rings, through which a lacing of ribbon is passed. Trying. The recipe'of a doctor for those who have* suffered from blotchy complex ions and fatigue is worth trying. For two months, he advises, eat nothing whatever for breakfast but fruit. Do not eat again until luncheon, when you return to your ordinary fara, No tea, coffee or cocoa is permitted. For heavy and obese women the latest idea is that they should eat very little of ordinary food, but sub sist only on boiled fish, cold meat and toast and of that sparingly, but of let tuce as often and as much as they like. If they can bear it, their break fast and supper should be of lettuct and lettuce alone. All Shades of Gray. Gray in all possible shades is one of the colors of the season. Pearl gray is being most successfully combined with white velvet and ermine for real ly rich tea gowns; and a deep shade of smoke gray is being very much used for mantles in conjunction with bands of smoke gray fox. All shades of rich blue are in demand in such materials as velours de laine and liberty cash mere. Costumes in these materials are trimmed with bands of sable or of black fox, and the craze of the moment seems to be for Chinese embroideries of the finest description. To Clean Silver. Put a quarter of a pound of sal soda into a gallon of water. Place on stove and let it come to a boil. While it is boiling put in piece of sliverware one by one. Take out quickly and wash in soap suds. Dry with a soft clean cloth. This will remove all discolora tion and the silverware will look as If it were new, it will be so bright. It takes about a quarter of the time used in polishing with silver polish. PEI! IE TIFF Ask Yourself What Has the Country Gained. New Measure Can Not Reduce the Cost of Living to Any Appreciable Extent, as the Voters Are Soon to Discover. It does look as though the framera of the Democratic tariff were penny wise and pound foolish. They give up substantial protection for domes tic manufacturer's; they place the labor of the shops of this country in competition with that of the cheap labor of Europe to a definite -degree at least; to offset the reduction of revenues they secure the passage of an income tax that places taxation upon the footing of war emergency. In return the Democrats gain' for the people the reduction of 66 cents per capita upon the cost of living. By a simple arithmetic calculation it Is proven that estimated annual sav ing upon items upon which reduction was made, including the $53,000,000 when sugar becomes free, totals for the people $66,409,465 as the amount to be distributed among a 100,000,000 population, to the credit of lowered cost of living. This makes per capita, as has been said, about 66 cents. Hence the penny saving tariff of the Democrats cannot do much to ward reducing the cost of living. On the other hand, it has opened the way for fresh pooling with an inter national reach and with the effect that a number of articles have al ready advanced in price. Certainly one needs only to scan the price lists of imported clothing to see that the greatly cut wool item has not done anything toward creating effective competition. Chickens Unhatched. Presiaent Wilson has been counting some chickens before they were hatched. But who can blame him when he has his heart set upon get ting the currency bill through this session. His conference with the finance committee of the senate, in cluding its Republican members, and his grooming of other Republican sen ators with the, camelshair brush of his soft speech and sunny ideals, has done some good for his end, but It has not done what he has fondly hoped. No one but the president is inclined to believe the currency bill will be come a law by the end of November. It may yet have to be a present from Santa Claus if it is to go through this year at all. The country needs currency reform, but it does not need haste in the passage of a currency bill. The country needs righting of the manifest defects of the present system, but it does not need fleeing to' evils that are worse than those sought to be rid of. It is not a ques tion of what the country needs as one of what it would be getting. As long as Mr. Wilson speaks of the country’s needs of currency re form he will find indorsement of his sentiments. When he speaks of the country getting such reforms as the administration bill offers he will have to look farther than November for indorsement by the passage of such a measure. Protest From the East. Has not the United States treasury anticipated congress by substituting the banking methods of the Glass bill for existing law, and proclaiming the fact in defense of Its unlawful and unheard of policy in taking $50,000,000 pledged to the payment of current lia bilities and depositing it in southern and western banks? Are they not arraigning the treasury statement from day to day to cover up the fact that by no system of bookkeeping can It be made to appear that treasury funds are both an asset and a liabil ity? The eastern banks are excluded from the distribution by adopting a new rule to the effect that no banks loaning money for speculation are en titled to participate, notwithstanding the legality of such loans, and the fur ther fact that some of the banks in question are carrying government de posits.—New. York Times. His Finger of Scorn Unclean. Ex-Judge Alton B. Parker, Tam many’s chief lawyer in the Albany im peachment proceedings, denounced Sulzer for accepting secret campaign funds from “his brewery friends.” It may be recalled that when ex-Judge Parker ran for president in 1904 Thom as F. Ryan contributed $450,000 to his campaign fund, and it was kept a secret until last year when the fact leaked out during the congressional investigation. His Last Words. If Theodore Roosevelt does not re turn alive from South America, let historians remember that his last words on leaving New York were: "Bill Barnes is a liar.” —Cincinnati Inquirer. Will Be Interesting. Says Mr. Bryan In his Commoner:- “Well, the income tax, aside from serving other useful purposes, will enable constituents to find out the in comes of their public servants. They can then inquire, ‘Where do they come from?’ ” We shall enjoy seeing Mr. Bryan’s returns to the income tax collector. That SIO,OOO that he has laid away annually for IT years ought to amount to something nice by this time, notwithstanding the drag of his $12,000 income as secretary of state. Administration Compliments. Secretary Bryan says President Wil son is the greatest intellectual force ever in the White House. The presi dent can respond to this generous compliment by declaring that Mr. Bryan is the greatest interlectural force ever in the department of state. —Houston Post. The G. O. P. extends a welcome to all its wandering warriors, and no questions asked, but the Boss Wreck er is not eligible to command the re united forces.