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Tie rapers next day were full of the
"Brixton Mystery," as they termed it
Each had a loop account of the ef-
ft-lr. and some had leaders upon it in
There was some information in them
which was new to me. I still retain in
any scrap book numerous c!pping and
xtmcrs bearing upon the case.
Here is a condensation of a few of
The Daily Telegraph remarked thst
te the history of crime there had sel
dom been a tragedy which presented
stranger features.
The German name of the victim,
the absence of all motive and the sin
ister ics'ription cn the wall all point
ed to its perpetration by politic.il
refugees and revolutionists.
The Socialises had many branches
In America, and the deceased had. nc
doubt, infringed their unwritten laws
and be.n tracked down by them.
After alluding airily to the Vehm
gcricht. aqua tnfano. Carbonari, the
llarchioress de BrinvilUers. the Par
winian theory, the principles of Ma'.
thus r.nd the RatclifT Highway mur
ders. the article concluded by adnion
rstins the government and advocatinr
a closer watch over foreigners In Eng
land. Tre Standard commented upon the
fact that lawless outrages of the sort
nsunliy occurred under a Liberal ad
ministration. Thy arose from the unsettling of
the minds of the masses and the con
iv.ent weakening of all authority.
The iecased was an American gen
tlem.r: who had been residing for
sotce weeks in the metropolis. He hdp.
stay---, st the boarding-house off Mme.
Cha -. --;::. in Torquay Terrace.
Can-.i vr"'l.
H as a cocpanil in his travel
ry his private secretary, Mr. Joseph
Ptanze'son. The two bid adieu to thei
landiatiy upon Tuesday, the 4th icst.
and departed to Euston station with
the avowed intention of catching the
Liverpool express. They were after
ward seen together on the platform.
Nothing more is known of them un
til Mr. Drebber's body was. as re
corded, discovered in an empty house
In the Brixton road, many miles from
Hew he came there, or how he met
Ma fate, are questions which are stil!
Involved in mystery.
Nothing is known of the where
abouts of Stangerson. We are giac'.
to learn that Mr. Lestrade and M
Gregson. of Scotland Yard, are both
engaged upon the case, and it is con
fidently anticipated that these well
known officers will speedily throw
light upon the matter.
The Daily News observed that there
was no doubt as to the crime being
political one. The despotism and hat
red of Liberalism which animated
the Continental governments had had
the effect of driving to our shores a
number of men who might have made
excellent citizens were they not soured
by the recollection of ah they had un
dergone. Among these men there was
ttringect code of honor any infringe
xnent of which was punished by death.
Every effort should be made to
find the secretary. Stangerson. and tc
ascertain some particulars of the hab
its of the deceased.
A great step had been gained by the
discovery of the address of the house
at which he had boarded, a result
which was entirely due to the acute
ness and energy of Mr. Gregson, of
Scotland Tard.
Sherlock Holmes and I read these
notices over together at breakfast
and they appeared to afford him con
aiderable amusement
"1 told you that, whatever happened.
Iestrade and Gregson would be sure
to score."
"That depends on how it turns ont."
"Oh. bless you. it doesn i matter in
the least. If the man is caught, it win
be on account of their exertions : if he
escapes, it will be in spite of e'.r ex
ertions. It's heads I win. tails you
lose. Whatever they do. they will have
followers. A fool always finds a big
ger fool to admire him."
"What on earth is this?" I cried, for
a', this moment there came the patter
ing of many steps in the hall and '-ii
ue stairs, accompanied by audible v.
preslons of disgust on the part of ou
landlady. "It's the Bake--street division of th
detective police force." Eaid my com
panion. gTavely: and as he spoke
there rushed into the room hr.lf a do,:
en of the dirtiest and most racee i
street arabs that ever I clapped eyes
"Tention!" cried Holmes, in 8
harp tone and the six dirty scoun
drels stood in a l'r.e like so many dis
reputable statuettes. "In future yc:
shall send up Wiggins alone to report,
and the rest of you must wait in th
street. Have you found it. Wiggins?"
"No. sir, we hain't," said one of the
"I hardly eipe"ted that you would.
Tou must keep on until you do. Here
ere your waees." He handed each of
them a shilling. "Now. off you go, and
come back with a better report next
He waved his hand, and they scam
pered away downstairs like fo many
rats, and we beard their shrill voice's
aext moment in the street.
"There's more work to be got out of
one of those little beggars than out of
a dozen of the fore." Holmes re
marked. "The mere sight of an official
lookinr person seals men's lips. These
youngsters, however, go everywhere
snd hear everything. They are as
sharp as needles, too; all they wan!
1c organization.
"Is it on this Brixton case that you
are employing them?" I asked.
"Yes; there is a point which I wish
to ascertain. It is merely a matter of
time. Halloo! we are going to hear
some news now with a vengeance!
Here U Gregsdn coming down the
road with beatitude written npon ev
ery feature of his face. Bound for us,
I know. Yes, he is stopping. There he
There was a violent peal at the bell,
and In a few seconds the fair-haired
dtttective came up the Btalrs three
steps at a time, and burst Into oar
"My dear fellow," he cried, wringing
Holmes' unresponsive band, "congrat
ulate me: I have made the whole
thing as clear as day."
A shade of anxiety seemed to me to
cross my companion's expressive face.
"Do you mean that vou are on the
right track?" he asked.
"The right track! Why. sir. we have
the man under lock and key!"
"And his name is?"
"Arthur Charpentier, sub-lieutenart
in her majesty's navy," cried Gregson,
pompously, nibbing his fat bands and
i "Catir.g his chest.
Sherlock Holmes gave a sigh of re
lief and relaxed into a smile.
"Take a seat and try one of these
cigars." he said. ""We are anxious to
know how you managed it. V.T.l you
have some whisky and water?"
"I don't mint, if I do." the detective
answered. "The tremendous exertions
hich I have gone through during the
last day or two have worn me out.
Not so much bodily exertion, you un
derstand, as the strain upon the mind.
You will appreciate that. Mr. Sher
luck Holmes, for we are both brain
"You do me too much honor." said
Holmes, gravely. "Let us hear how
you arrived at this most gratifying
The detective seated himself in the
armchair and puffed complacently at
his cigar. Then suddenly he slapped
Lis thigh in a paroxysm of amuse
ment. 'The fun of it is." he cried, "that
that fool Lestrade. who thinks him
self so 6mart. has gone off upon the
rong track Rlrorother. He is after
-he secretary. ?-?.!r-;-t. who had no
more to do with the crime than the
tr.be unborn. I have no doubt that
b.e has caught him by this time."
The idea tickled Greeson so much
that he laughted until he choked.
"And how did you eet your clue?"
"Ah. I'll tell you all about it. Of
course. Dr. Watson, this is strictly be
tween ourselves. The first difficulty
which we had to contend with was the
finding of this American's anteced
ents. Some people would have waited
until their advertisements were an
swered or until parties came forward
and volunteered information. That is
r.ot Tobias Gregson's way of going
to work. Tou remember the hat be
side the dead man?"
"Yes." said Holmes, "by John Tn--ierwood
& Sons, 129 Camberwell
Gregson looked quite crestfallen.
'1 had no idea that yon noticed
that." he said. "Have you been there?"
"Ha!" cried Gregson. In a relieved
voice, "you should never neglect a
thance. however small it may seem."
'To a great mind nothing is little,"
remarked Holmes, sententiously.
"Well. I went to Underwood and
asked him if be had sold a hat of that
size and description. He looked over
his books and came on it at once. He
had sent the hat to a Mr. Drebber, re
siding at Charpentier's boarding es
tablishment. Torquay Terrace. Thus
I got at his address."
"Smart very smart," murmured
Sherlock Holmes.
"I next called upon Sladame Char
pentier." continued the detective. "I
found her very pale and distressed.
Her daughter was in the room, too
an uncommonly fine girl she is too:
he was looking red about the eyes,
ind her lips trembled as I spoke to
her. That didn't escape my notice. I
began to smell a rat. You know the
feeling. Mr Sherlock Holmes, whn
you once come upon the right scent
i kind of thrill in your nerves. 'Hjt
you heard of the mysterious death of
year late brother. Mr. Enoch J. Dreb
ber. of Cleveland?" I asked.
The mother nodded. She didn't
seem to get out a word. The daughter
burst Into tears. I felt more than ever
that these people knew something of
the matter.
" 'At what o'clock did Mr. Drebber
leave your house for the train' I
" 'At 8 o'clock.' she said, gulping
!n her throat to keep down her r.gita
:ion. 'His secretary. Mr. Stangerson,
said that there were two train? one
at 9:15 and one at 11. He was to
:afh the first."
" 'And was that the last which you
aw of him?'
"A terrible change came over the
voman's face as I asked th" enostio.
fler features turned pe-fectly li'.'M. it
was some seconds before she cov.ld
?et out the single word 'Yes.' and
when it did corr.e it was in a husky,
unnatural tone.
"Thre wss silence for a moment,
and then the daughter spo';e in a
a'.rr.. clear voice.
" 'No good can ever come of false
hood, mother,' she said. 'Let us be
frank with the gentleman. We did see
Mr. Drebber again.'
"'God forgive you! cried Madame
Charpentier, throwing up her hands
vv.i sinking back in her chair. ' 'Yuu
have murdered your brother!"
" 'Arthur would rather that we
spoke the truth," the girl nswered,
'"You had bet tell me all about it
now,' I said. 'Half confidences are
worse than none. Besides, you do not
know how much we know of it.'
"'On your head be it. Alice !' cried
her mother; and then, turning to me.
I will tell you all. sir. Do not imagine
that my agitation on behalf of my son
arises from any fear lest he should
have had a hand in this terrible affair.
He Is utterly innocent of it. My dread
is, however, that in your eyes and in
the eyes of others he may appear to
be compromised. That, however, is
surely impossible. His high character,
his profession, his antecedents would
all forbid It"
" 'Your best way Is to make a clean
breast of the facts," I answered. 'De
pend npon it. It yonr son Is Innocent
be will be none the worse.'
" "Perhaps, Alice you had better
leave us together." she said, and her
daughter withdrew. "Now, sir,' she
continued, '1 had no intention of tell
ing yon all this, but since my poor
daughter has disclosed It I have no
alternative. Having once decided to
speak. I will tell you all without omit
ting any particular."
."It is your wisest course," said L
" 'Mr. Drebber has been with ns
nearly three weeks. He and his sec
retary, Mr. Stangerson. had been trav
eling on the Continent. I noticed
"Copenhagen" label npon each of their
trunks, showing that that had been
their last stopping place. Stangerson
was a quiet, reserved man. but his em
ployer. I am sorry to say, was far
otherwise. He was coarse in his hab
its and brutish in his ways. The very
night of his arrival he became very
much the worse for drink, and. In
deed, after 12 o'clock in the day he
could hardly ever be said to be sober.
His manners toward the maid servants
were disgustingly free and familiar.
W orst of all. he speedily assumed the
same manner toward my daughter,
Alice, and spoke to her more than
once in a way which, fortunately, she
is too innocent to understand. On one
occasion he actually seized her in his
arms and embraced her an outrage
which caused his own secretary to re
proach him for his unmanly conduct.'
" 'But why do you stand all this?" I
asked. 'I suppose that you can get r!1
of your boarders when you wish.'
"Mrs. Charpentier blushed at my
T-rtinent question.
""Would to God that I had given
him notice on the very day he came.'
she said. 'But it was a sore tempta
tion. They were paying a pound a day
each 14 pounds a week, and this is a
slack season. I am a widow, and my
hoy in the navy has cost me much. I
grudged to lose the money. I acted for
the best. This last was too much,
lowever, and I gave him notice to
leave on account of it. That was the
reason of his going.'
" Well?"
" "My heart grew light when I saw
him drive away. My son is on leave
just now. but I did not tell him any
thing of this, for his temper is Tiolent
and he is passionately fond of his sis
ter. When I closed the door behind
them a load seme- to be lifted from
rr.y mind. ai! in less than an hour
there was a ring at the bell, and I
learned that jrf. Drebber had re
turned. He was much excited and
evidently the worse for drink. He
forced his way into the room where 1
was sitting with my daughter and
made some Incoherent remark about
having missed his train. He then
turned to Alice, and. before my very
face, proposed to her that she should
Ky with him. "You are of age," he
taid. "and there is no law to stop yon.
1 have money enough, and to spare.
Never mind the old girl here, but
come along with me now straight
away. You shall live like a princess.'
Poor Alice was so frightened that she
shrank away from him. but he caught
her by the wrist and endeavored to
to draw her toward the door. I
screamed, and at that moment my son
rthur came into the room. What
happened then I do not know. I
heard oaths and confused sounds of a
scuffle. I was too terrified to raise my
head. When i did look up I saw Arthur
standing In the doorway laughlne.
with a stick in his hand. "1 don't
think that fine fellow will trouble us
again." he said. "I will just go after
him and see what he does with him
self." With these words he took his
hat and started off down the street
The next morning we heard of Mr.
Drebber's mysterious death."
"This statement came from Mrs.
Charpentier's lips with many gasps
and pauses. At times she spoke so
low that I could hardly catch the
words. I made shorthand notes of all
that she said, however, so that there
could be no possibility of a mistake."
"It's quite exciting." said Sherlock
Holmes, with a yawn. "What hap
pened next?"
"When Mrs. Charpentier paused."
the detective continued. "I saw that
the whole case hung on one point.
Fixing her with my eye In a way
which I always found effective with
women. I asked her at what hour her
son returned.
" 'I do not know," she answered.
" 'Not know?'
" "No: he has a latch key and let
himself in."
" 'After you went to bed?"
" "Yes."
" "When did you go to bed?"
" 'About eleven."
" 'So your son was gone at least two
" "Yes."
" 'Possiblv four or five?
" 'Yes.'
" "What was he doing during that
" 'I do not know.' she answered,
turnintr white to her very lips.
(To be continued.)
(3 Things That May g
$ Interest Yoa. K
In mtatr of treat concern, anc
whi.h must be done, tl.ere is no Eurer
argument of a weak mind than irresolu
tion. Tiliotson.
A Tippecanoe monument will "oe
erected in memory of General William
Henry Harrison's defeat ot his savage
adversary, Tecumeh, November 11,
1S1 1, at the confluence of the Tippeca
noe and Wabash riveis in Indiana.
Congress is to be asked to appropriate
The White Star line steamer Cedric,
21,000 tons, tl.e largest liner afloat,
was successfully launched at Belfast a
few days ago. Her carrying capacity is
lH.-iuu tone, and she has accommoda
tions for 3.0U0 passengers. It is said
the Cedri: will be ready for service in
the autumn.
Herr Most, the anarchist, who has
enjoyed an international experience of
prisons, sums it np in the epigram:
"The freer the country the worse the
jail." "I was first imprisoned in Aus
tria," he says. "There I was treated
like a gentleman. In Germany they
eet me to work at book binding. That
was easy. In London they made me
pii'k oaknm. That was very hard. The
first time I was imprisoned in America
I bad to fire a furnace. TLat waa
For Connoisseur.
"Eichard Harding Davis is going to
farming in Connecticut" I
"I wonder if he'll have a Charles Da
na Gibson ecaiecrow7"
An Fusfprner Taurht California
An tastemer laugni lauiorma
J sf. m I 'All
Land uwners a Lesson.
ThU He Turned Into a Celery Farm and
Sta ted a Great InJustry.
First Crop of Celery Raised on Land
Which Was Foncto' for a Sons Pro
duction and Marketing of the Crop
la Full of Interest-Many of the East
ern States Are Supplied and Some ;
L Heavy Profits Are Made.
There is many a fortune lost by not
be:n? able to reccgnize a good thing
whou oue sees it. Souie one, a great
many years ago. said that opportunity
oails but once upon the same person,
lie is supposed to rap at the door and
if he gois uo answer be passes on never ,
to return that way. This sounded to
nice and fanciful that it became a
proverb, but like many other accepted
sayings, lias not a grain of truth in it.
As a mutter of fact, opportunity is
hanging about each man's door fuir'.y
aching for an Invitation to come In, but
most men are so obtuse they do not
rei-iicnize him. ,
When the old man. Hervey found, a
few years ago. that a goodly portion
of bis hinds at Smeltzer. Orange coun
ty. In Southern California, lay in the
big tule swamp, he was sorry he had
bought tlieru. A little later, when a
valuable team with which he was en
deavoring to break up a port'oii of
the ptat lands became bnged nnd
went down and down, In spite of all
his efforts to save them, till they dis
appeared beneath the rich, black, oozy
soil, never to reappear, he was 6tlll
more regretful. He bad. nevertheless,
a good thing, but be did not know it.
The bog was opportunity, bnt it took
another to discover It.
Eight or nine years ago a man from
the East wandered down to Santa Ana
and there saw Mexicans and Chinese
hauling wagon loads of dried peat
about town, selling the product for
fuel. Peat burns very nicely when
properly prepared, and coal and wood
being extremely scarce In Southern
California, a number of persons man
aged to get a fair living out of the
big tule swamp. The stranger had
never heard of the great peat bog. but
be asked some questions and learned
all about it Then he went down to
Smelteer and saw It for himself. Next
ne negan purchasing all the swamp
land he could buy.
Stranger's Level Bead.
Public opiuion was divided regarding
the stranger. He must be either Idi
otic or insane, the people thought and
the vote was about a tie as to which
was the case. Nevertheless the own-
, ers of the swamp lands made haste to
yrum v urn uupposea mental innrmi
j ty, and they eagerly unloaded most of
; the bog upon him. Some of them, Her
vey among the number, retained a part :
of the bog land Just to see if the stran- J
ger really had a rational motive In ac-1
quiring the well-nigh worthless real es-
I tate. They are now congratulating
; themselves that they did so. ;
Some of this swamp land brought the '
owners as much as f 10 an acre. The '
Edit of it, however, went for less than !
half that sum. To-day the land Is '
worth $4ni an acre, and off the S.0)0
acres which are being utilized the '
! owners will obtain this year a revenue j
of ?E!00.000.
! P.oston, New York, Philadelphia, Buf
falo, Pittsburg, Chicago. Cincinnati. St
I Louis, and a hundred other cities in
! the East are eating celery raised In
I the great tule swamp of Orange coun
ty. More than 20 cars a day are ship
ped from the fields and the most of It
goes east or tne .Mississippi river. It
has taken some work and expense to
put the swamp In condition to bring
this income, but nothing compared
with the return It yields.
The first work was to drain the
swamp sufficiently to permit of the
land being worked. In order to do this
a huge drainage canal, 14 feet wide
and 12 feet deep, was run from the
swamp to the ocean four miles away.
The lateral drains empty into this.
Chinese labor was employed in digging
the ditches and laying the tile through
the soft earth and the same labor was
used in clearing the swamp of the tule
and other growth and putting the
ground in condition to be plowed. Then
came the problem, how to plow the
land. Notwithstanding the drainage,
the lands were still soft and spongy
and the danger of bogging the horses
was not slight The stranger from the
! AT WORK l.N 'liltHLUi-
I Earn was again equal to the emergency.
He had. in the course ot bs travels,
had experience In navigating u;n
snowshoes. and he proceeded to rig
hfw for the horses on a modified
snowshoe plan. Now the horses plow
; the land, bank the celery, pull the cut-
mMnet over the field, and car-
I . . .
away tne crop in safety.
('hean I.ahnr KmptoyKl.
Nearly all the labor employed Is Chi -
.'..a i,iqhiwi Thin la not so
much because that kind of labor Is
cheaper than other kinds though that
' feature of the case Is not objected to
as it is that the white men can not
stand the work. The planting begins
In June and continues through July and
August, and the hot summer sun beats
down upon the fields and the heat and
the rank odors of the 6wamp, laden
with fever and malaria, are more than
the average white man can endure.
The Orientals, however, keep healthy,
as a rule, and do not seem to much
mind the heat
In a wet'k or so after the plants have
been set. the laborers go through the
patch and press the dirt around the
plants In such a manner as to cause
the stalks to grow uprightly and close
together. This process is repented two
or three times and then the "bankers."
as the two-share plows are called, are
put Into the field and the soil is
thrown up nga!nst the plants, bury-ng
all but the tops. As the stalks push
upward the banking Is repeated and
the stalks are thus kept bleached and
tender till it Is time for the cutting.
This Is also done with horse power.
A four-wheeled vehicle fined with
sharp knives which pass under the
rows of celery Is drawn through the
fields, clipping the stalks from the
roots and leaving them still standing
in me rows. o rapidly do these ma-
r 1 1 1 1 1 ihi (iik rna Ti-.-v.-t- ... . .
work but five teams and
machines are required to harvest the
crop from the entire 3.0;0 acres.
Following the cutters come a small
army of Celestials who take the sev
ered stalks by the tops and lift them
from the earth, and with rapid and
skillful motions shake tl.e dirt there
from, trim the roots and tons ,
knives made for the purpose, and lay
tlle "talks to one side of the row where
the Packers find them and tie them Into
blindtM nir! n K i .
" " ""-uj in crates ready
for shipment The harvest begins ill
October and lasts till well toward the
spring. As the rainy season begins
about November 1. It will be seen that
the most of this work takes place at
the most disagreeable season of the
year. roy after day the vellow
drag their mud-laden feet up nnd down
etu,l0ni,.r8:.f.nd amld Pelting,
rs. 8lett(111T and
Plainingly on. receiving at the end of
the week a pittance the white man
would scorn; and yet most of these
laborers have a comfortable bank ac
count It takes strong soil to raise good
celery year after year, and this Is lust
what the soil of the peat swamp is
i uuuureus, iDousands and Derhnns
millions of year, the rains ofS"
have carried down to the tule swamp
the ve?etnt!r, ""amy
r Cr J&&e&.r 9Lz&'?Z
ed with th , --uw mix
-e7-Muu us. ills mni i
' rushing torrent the rains send ton
tbelr steep side. In this natural sink
the vegetation has decayed and tank
beneath the aext layer brought don
; from the "everlasting bills." Thn. .
ture has formed one of the best toil.
that could be fonnd for the purp
for which It Is now being .ed?
I At. 1 .- A"
ter the last of the crop has been take
iroiu me urius, ius ground Is plowed
; and sown to barley. Just before pUuu.
Inir t me. the harlev. which i.. v.-.
time attained a rank growth. U plow-
t ed under and Its luxuriance gowtota.
rich the soil and minister to It d.
, manas or tne new celery crop.
Last season's output of celerf tnm
this erstwhile bog was fully lKVca
As each car holds 150 crates aidsch
crate contains six dozen stalks, it wu
be seen that the product of the swanm
reached nearly 13.000,000 stalks. This
brought In the markets more thai
300.(.HH). fully one-half of which found
Its way into the pockets of the grow
ers. Truly a handsome sum to pafl
from the cozy mud of a peat bog.
Sad Fate of a Prospector in that Gnat
Deathtrap, the Colorado Desert.
J. P. Fay recently returned from i
trip across the Colorado desert with
news of the death of J. A. Adams, Dep
uty County Surveyor of San Benur
dlno County and a grandson of John
Brown, the abolltiouist of national
fame, says a correspondent of the St
Louis Republic. Adams met with i
horrible death, wandering away from
the surveying camp while temporarily
deranged and perishing of starvation.
"We were out on the desert prospect
in? for gold." said Fay. "An Indian,
whom we had employed to show at
where to find water on the desert
caught his foot In the stirrup whilt
mounting bis horse and fell on hit
back. The horse started to run, dnuj
ting the Indian by one foot As the
ground was covered by jagged rocU,
the Indian would have been killed had
not Adams run up and seized th
horse by the bit The animal, wild
with fright reared and plunged. Ad
aniB was twice thrown upon the rocki,
and once the horse's hoof Btruck him,
but he still gripped the bit until Mr.
Lamere and I succeed In releasing the
"After all the danger was over Ad
ams sat down upon a rock and began
laughing, and when asked If he was
hurt replied: "Oh, no; I'm only a littla
tired, but I guess you will hare to help
me set this arm.' We then started for
Yuma, Adams riding some twenty-fiT
miles that afternoon and never ones
complaining, though we could see by
his drawn features that he was suffer
ing intense pain. '
"At dusk we camped for the night
and within an honr the Bick man wu
delirious and raving like a tnanlae.
Some time during the night he left '
camp. As soon as we discovered that
he had gone we made every effort to
find him, but could not do much until
daylight when we fonnd his tracks In
the sand. We followed the track iH
that day and until about 9 o'clock the
next day. when we came to a hard,
rocky place at the foot of some roc
1 hiiin. Hero w w th tn nrf itt
as we might we could not find It again.
"For three days we searched th.
"For three days we searched
hills, but not a trace of the man could
we discover, though we well knew that
somewhere within a radius of twenty
or thirty miles lay the body of on of
the bravest men that ever lost his life
in that great deathtrap the Colorado
What Adam Wu Doing.
It was midnight. Suddenly In th
Adam residence there was a cry, then
a series of howls, and one of the neigh
bors, passing by, heard the head of the
house use language thnt was calculated
to loose the thunderbolts of heaven on
the whole neighborhood. She stopped,
ran up to the door, and. pressing the
button, listened eagerly at the speakln
tube. "What In the world is yonr hut
hand doing?" she asked, as the dulcet
voice of Ere Inquired her errand.
"Oh." replied Eve, "be is merely r"
ing Cain. "It requires strong langn
to raise a child like that."
And thus an expression was colne
which promises to outlast history Itself
Portland Oregonlan.
Largest farm Known
The biggest average farm in ?
world Is in South Australia, where th
average squatter holds 78,000 acres.
There is nothing in the Tide, M
world that so speedily pounds
Intn fnitok t..i mm mnrriace to s
aiong with the Improvident men.
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