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• < ^ x C THE JOURNAL HAS FACIUTIES FOR FINE JOB PRINTING Call or.Write for Prices. THE JOURNAL ....IS THE.... FA V O R IT E P A P E R with readers and advertisers. DEVOTED TO THE TRUE INTERESTS OF THE PEOPLE OP SENECA COUNTY. YOLUME 15. SENECA EALLSi N. Y., WEDNESDAY, MAY 17, 1899. NUMBERS Sei^eeaQD.Jounjal FUIiLISHED EVEKT 'WEDNESDAY BY THE JOURNAL PUBLISHING CO. (LIMITED) PARTRIDGE BLOCK, SENECA_PALI.S, N. Y. ; tiounty Snbscribers, $1.50 when paid, in advance; SubBcribeiB outBlde the county, $2.00 por year, poetage prepaid; Subscription for six months, 41.00 in advance. RATES OF ADvERTiSINC; BirSlNKSS CARDS. OSSIAN n . CONQDON, A TTORNEY AND COUNSELOR AT LAW Lodi, Seneca County, N. Y. ERNEST Q. QOULD, A TTORNBY AND COUNSELOR. Roon /A 13 and 16 King block, Seneca Falls, N. T W IL U A M H. H A R P S T , Seneca Falla, N. T. B knbca F alls , N. Y. SHELDRAKE HOUSE. Sheldrake, Seneca Co. ,., n ^ y ‘^ QOOD34AN, Prop. KELLOGG’S LIVERY. MAYNARD E. WILLIAMS, ARN0LB, GONSTABLE St GO.'S entire short length line of H ig h C l a s s , P a r i s i a n B l a c k a n d C o l ­ o r e d D r e s s G o o d s . We have purchased from Arnold, Constable & Co., their entire line of Imported N o v elty Dress Goods, both in s ilk and wool and all wool, in black and colors. These goods are all in short lengths, from 5 to 20 yards. That is w h y we are able to secure them A t A n E n o r m o u s D is c o u n t and w h y w e mark them proportionately low. No such attractive assortment of foreign dress goods has ever been seen in this city. They would cost to land anywhere from $1.50 to $3.00 a yard. W hat a surprise aw a its our customers, then, in prices at which we have marked them. 50c, 89c, 98c, |i.i9 ,'_ $ i.2 S and $1.50 a yard. D. M c C arthy & s o n s , SYRACUSE. NEARLY Fifty-eig’lit Years Old!!! IS E W Y O R K A n t r a l ^ &, HUDSON RIVER R. R. THE FOUH-TRAGK TRUNK LINE Ou aud after^suud^^^^^^^^^^^ will nil verslty < New York. in Everything. For catalogue atWres: C ar NELL & H o i t , Albany, N . Y. J.H.McDonal(l I Stioonssor to William HiUi. General Fire Insurance And Real Estate Agency. Seneca Palls, N. Y. long life, but devotion to the true interests and prosperity of the American People has won for it new friends as the years rolled by and the original members of its family passed to their reward, and these admirers are loyal and steadfast to-day, with faith in its teachings, and conOdeiiee in the in­ formation which it brings to their homes and firesides. As a natural consequence it enjoys in its old age all the vitality and vigor of its youth, strengthened and ripened by experiences of over nail a century. It has lived om its merits, aud on the cordial support of progressive Americans. It is -‘The New-York Weekly Tribune,” acknowledged the country over as th leading National Family Newspaper. Recognizing its value to those who desire all the news of the State and Nation e publisher of “ The Journal” (your own favorite home paper) has entered into an alliance with “ The New-York weekly Tribune” which enables him to furnish both papers at the cost of .$1.50 per year. Every farmer and every villager owes to himself, to his family, and to the community in which he lives a cordial support of his local newp.aper, as it works constantly and untiringly for his interests in every way, brings to his home all th e news and happenings of his neighborhood, the doings of his friends, the condi tion and prospects for diflerent crops, the prices in home markets, and, in fac­ ia a weekly visitor which should be found in every wide-awake, progressive family. B o th One Y e a r for $ 1 . 5 0 Send all Orders to T h e J o u r n a l , Seneca Falls, N . Y. Fresh Arrivals o f N ew Furniture are received alm ost daily at the Furniture Room s of 0 _ H _ F = O W E R S ^ Columbus B lock, F a ll Street, Seneca Falls, N . Y . W e are also prepared to make P I C T U R E F R A M E S . - ^ A new stock o f M oulding this week. Come in and make your selections. Prices Right, The Journal gives all the home news. Subscribe for it. \\i CO; 310 • 312 South Salina S t r e e t , ..................................Syracuse, N. Y. Three Big Stocks Selling Still On. Clothing for man, boy and child at prices that paralyze competition. The triphammer bargains be­ low are in m any cases less than half the cost of manufacture. These silent inducements w ill not last long. Come, Quick. M en’s Suits in gray brown or black, single or double-breasted. $5.00 value. During this sa le.........................................$2.98 M en’s'F i H ^ l l •'■^ool suits in many different . stylesT^p^x'Siy made and trimmed wortk'all over from $7 to $9. i- a t f ........................................................... $4.88 Metv’s^ Fine all wool W a shington M ills Blue Serge suits, made double- breasted with a fine satin facing. Sold all over for $12 to $15. On sale a t ................................... $7-79 Children’s Blouse Sailor Suits, 3 to 8, large sailor collar, brass buttons, $ i . 0 0 all over, .......................... 49c B o y ’s Knee Pants, 7 to 1 4 ,........................................lo c B o y ’s Fine V estee Suits, double-breasted vest, silk faced lapel, $2.50 all over. , On sale at ........................................... $1.48 Children’s fine linen crash wash suits worth 7 SC..........................................................................39c M en’s Fine D ress or W alking Shoes, $1.25 value, on sale a t ................................79c M en’s Fine Satin Calf Russet Shoes, sold all over for $2.00. During s a l e . . . $1.24 Ladles’ Pine D ress Shoes, $1.25 value, during sa le.........................................................79c Ladies’ 50c Fine Shirt W aists, during s a l e . . .25c Ladies’ F a s t B lack Stock in g s .................................. 7c M en’ Fine 35c Natural Underwear, ................... 15c L a d ies’ lo c V e s ts............................................. 3c ‘‘MY MA, SHE KNOWS.” He says my face is never clean. My hands are always rough; I'm not belmvin liko I should. An goin wrong, I s’poso. But ma, she take.s an pats my hand An smiles, becuz she IcnowsI Sly pa haln’t fiot no use for boys; Ho wants ’em always men. An says I’ll learn to bo a man; An ma—I guess she knows! I’d rather fool away the time An whistle, play an sing; But ma, she. smiles an says I ’m young, An then she up an goes An ki.sscs mo an shows mo how. For ma, you bet she knowsi My pa, ho ,say.s I ’ll never ho A husine.s-i man like him, Becuz I haiii’t got any “ drive” An “ get up,” “ pluck” an “ vim;” But ma, she say.s, so solcmnlikc, A mail’s a l.oy that grows. An hoys must have their playin spoil. An ma's a tnimp an knowsi My pa, ho shakos his head an sighs An sijvs ho doesn't sio Where I get all the careless ways That scorn jos' liorn in me, An ma. she laughs an iauglis an laughs, ;o erim.'-on grows. ^S^fsoi^’^SoT ' Sbe’s never scobliu 'bout tho nms3 I niako with kitoa an bike; She says slie wants ino to bQ good ’Cuz my sweet ran, she knowsi —Birch Arnold in Detroit Journal BY RUDTARD KIPLING. They tell the tale even now among the sal groves of tlio Berbiikla hill and for corroboration point to tho roofl< and windowless mission house. T great god Dungara, the god of things as they are, most terrible, one eyed, bear­ ing tbo red elephant tusk, did it all, and be who refuses to believe in Dun­ gara will as.suredly be smitten by the madnc.ss of Yat—the madness that fell upon the sons and tho daughters of the Buria Kol when they turned aside from Dungara and put on clothes. So says Athon Daze, who is high priest of tho shrine and warden of the red elephant tusk. But if you ask the assistant col­ lector and agent in charge of tho Buria Kol, ho will laugh—not becanse he hears any malice against missions, hnt because he himself saw the vengeance of Dungara executed upon the spiritual children of tho Rev. Justus Krenk, pas­ tor of the Tubingen mission, and upon Lotta, his virtuous wife. Yet if ever ,a man merited good treat­ ment cf tho gods it was tho reverend Justus, one time of Heidelberg, who, on the faith of a call, went into the wil­ derness and took tho blond, blue eyed Lotta with him. “ We will these hea­ then now by idolatrous iiractices so dark­ ened better make,” said Justus in the early days of bis career. “Yes, ” he add­ ed, with conviction, “ they shall be good and shall with their hands to work learn. For ail good Christians must work.” And upon a stipend more mod­ est even than that of an English lay reader, Justus Krenk kept house beyond Kamala and the gorge of Malair, be­ yond tho Berbulda river close to the foot cf the blue hill of Panth on whose summit stands the temple of Dnngara —in the heart of the country of tho Buria Kol—the naked, good tempered, timid, shameless, lazy Buria Kol. Do you know what life at a mi.ssion outpost means? Try to imagine a lone­ liness exceeding that of tho smallest station to wliich government has ever sent you—isolation that weighs upon the waking eyelids and drives yon per­ force headlong into the labors of the day. There is o roads. There is indeed food to keep ou alive, but it is not pleasant to eat, and whatever of good or beauty or in­ terest there is in yonr life must come from yourself and the grace that may be planted in you. In tho morning, with a p atter of soft feet, tho converts, the doubtful and the open scoffers troop np to the veranda. Yon must he infinitely kind and pa­ tient, and, above all, clear sighted, for yon deal with tho simplici hood, tho experience of n subtlety of the savage. Your congrega­ tion lias a hundred material wants to bo considered, and it is for you, as you believe in your personal responsibility to your Maker, to pick out of the clam­ oring crowd any grain of spirituality that may lie therein. If to the c sonls yon add that of bodic sonls yon add that of bodies, yonr : will be all the more dilBcult, for sick and the maimed will profess simple enou{ As the day and every creed for the sake and will langb at you because you a iple enough to believe day wears and the impetus of the morning dies away there will come upon you an overwhelming sense of t nseles,sness of yonr toil. This must lief, but ho i for four and are playing against the devil for living soul. It is a great and a joyous be- vho can hold it unwavering twenty consecutive hours issed witli an abundantly jue and equable nerve. 3 gray heads of the Bannock­ burn medical crusade what manner of life their preachers lead. Speak to the Racine Gospel agency, those lean Amer­ icans whose boast is that they go where no Englishman dare follow. Get a pas­ tor of the Tubingen mission to talk of his experiences, if yon can. Yon will be referred to the printed reports, but these contain no mention of the men who have lost youth and health, all that a man may lose except faith in the wilds, of English maidens who have gone forth and died in the fever strick­ en jungle of the Panth hills, knowing from the first that death was almost a certainty. Few pastors will tell you oi these things any more than they will speak of that young David of St. Bees, who, set apart for the Lord’s work, broke down in the u tter desolation and returned half distraught to the head mission crying, “ There is no God, but I have walked with the devill” The reports are silent here, because heroism, failure, doubt, despair and self abnegation on the part of a mere cultured white man are things of no weight as compared to the saving of one half human soul from a fantastic faith in wood spirits, goblins of the rock and river fiends. And Gallic, the assistant collector of • none of i long in lol loved ish, orchids rt of the forests and as i game as he could eat. themem quinine,uinine, andnd i 1 re turn- th q a with Athon Daze, the high priest,- controlled their simple “ When you have been some years in the country, ’ ’ said Gallic at the Krenks’ table, “you grow to find one creed as good as another. I’ll give you all the assistance in my power, of course, but don’t hurt my Buria Kol. They good people, and they trust me.” “I will them the word of the Lord teach,” said Justus, his round face beaming with enthusiasm, “and I will assuredly to their prejudices no wrong hastily without thinking make. But, oh, my friend, this in the mind impar­ tiality of creed judgment belooking is to see to, you can try what you can do for : souls. Only don’t behave as you lid, or I ’m afraid that I their bodies and tho but you can try win their can’t guarantee your life.” “And that?” said Lotta, sturdily, handing him a cup of tea. “He went np to the temple of Dnn­ gara—to be sure he was new to the country — and began hammering old Dungara over the head with an um­ brella ; so the Buria Kol turned out and hammered him rather savagely. I was in the district, and he sent a runner to me with a note saying: ‘Persecuted for the Lord’s sake. Send wing of regi­ ment.’ The nearest troops were 300 miles off, but I guessed what he had been doing. I rode to Pantb and talk­ ed to old Athon Daze like a father, tell­ ing bim that a man of his wisdom ought to have known that the sahib had sun­ stroke and was mad. You never saw a people more sorry in your life. Athon Daze apologized, sent wood and milk and fowls and all sorts of things, and I gave 5 rupees to the shrine and told Macnamara that he had been injudi­ cious. He said that I had bowed down in the house of Rimmon, but if he had only just gone over the brow of the hill and insulted Palin Deo, the idol of tbo Sui'ia Krol, he would have been impaled on a charred' bamboo long before I could have done anything, and then I should have had to have hanged some of the poor brutes. Be p n tle with them, padri —hnt I don’t think you’ll do much.” “Not I ,” said Justus, “hnt my Mas­ ter. \We will with the little children begin. Many of them will be sick—that is so. After tJio children the mothers, and then the men. But I would greatly that you were in internal sympathies with us prefer.” Gallio departed to risk his life in mending the rotten bamboo bridges of •his people, in killing a too persistent tiger here or there, in sleeping out in the reeking jungle or in tracking tbo Suria Kol raiders who had taken a few heads from their brethren of the Buria clan. A knockkneed, shambling young man was Gallio, naturally devoid of creed or reverence, with a longing for absolute power which his district gratified. “ No one wants my post,” he used to say grimly, “and my collector only pokes his nose in when he’s quite cer­ tain that tliero is no fever. I’m monarch of all I survey, and Athon Daze is my vicei'03'. ” Because Gallio prided himself on his supremo disregard of human life— though he never extended the theory beyond his own—he naturally rode 40 miles to the mi.ssion with a tiny brown his saddlebo’ \■•■less _______ to die. Do __ ___ ....j ____ j shouldn’t, but you may rear tbi.s one. I picked it up beyond the Berbulda fork. I’ve a notion that the mother has been following me through the woods ever since.” “It is the first of the fold,” said Justus, and Lotta caught up tho scream­ ing morsel to her bosom and hushed it craftily, while, as a wolf hangs in the field, Matui, who had borne it and, in accordance with the law of her tribe, had exposed it to die, panted wearily and footsore in the bamboo brake, watching the house with hungry moth- eyes. What would the omnipotent fistant collector do? Would the little inn in thehe blacklack coatoat eatat herer daughteraughter ma in t b c e h d alive,■e, ass Athonthon Dazeze saidaid wasas the ens- a A Da s w 1 of all men in black coats? latui waited among the bamboos mgh the long night, and in the morning there came forth a fair, white woman, the like of whom Matni had ttle of the tongue of ■ I Kol, but when mother calls to er speech is easy to understand. I to deal. ____________________ I again—would be a servant, even a slave, to this won­ derful white woman, for her own tribe would recognize her no more. And Lotta wept with her exhaustively after the German fashion, which includes much blowing of tbe nose. “First the child, then the mother, and last the man, and to the glory of God all, ” said Justus the hopeful. And the man came, with a bow and arrows, . . laif d, * ....... one CO ( .ml: for bim. But tbe tale i.f thhe t mi.ssion i.s a ]■ one, and I have no space to show how Justus, forg. tful of his injudicious iired- ecessor, grievously smote Moto, the hus­ band of Matui, fin-his brutality; bow Moto was startled, but. being released from the fear of instant death, took heart and becai:,- faithful ally and first convert of how the little gathering grew, to tbo huge disgust of Athon Daze; how the priest of the god of things as they are argued subtilely with the priest of the god of things as they should be and was worsted; how the dues of the temple of Dnngara fell away in fowls and fish and honeycomb; how Lotta lightened the curse of Eve dr god was a: i partially overcame god, and T Justus partially o tbeir scrnples against work and tanglit them that the black earth was rich in other produce than pignuts only. All these things belong t( With savage cunning he ship toward Justus, even hinting a t his own conversion, but to the congregation of Dnngara he said darkly: “They of the padri’s flock have put on clothes and worship a busy god. Therefore Dnngara will afflict them r till they throw themselves „ nto the waters of the Berbnl- da.” At night the red elephant tusk boomed and groaned among the hills, and the faithful waked and said: “The god of things as they are matures re­ venge against tbe backsliders. Be mer­ ciful, Dungara, to us, thy children, and give us all their crops 1” Late in the cold weather the collector and his wife came into the Buria Kol country. “Go and look a t Bienk’s mis­ sion,” said Gallio. “ He is doing good work in his own way, and I think he’d be pleased if you opened the bamboo cbanpl that he has managed to run up. At any rate, you’ll see a civilized Buria stir in the m gracious lad„ ue good work with the own eyes see, and—yes—we will him our converts in all their new clothes by their own hands constructed exhibit. It will a great day be—for the Lord al­ ways,” said Justus, and Lotta said “Amen.” Justus had, in his quiet way, felt jealous of the Basel weaving mission, 3 being unhandy, but latterly induce the glossy silk of a plant that grew pleuteously on the Panth hill. It yielded a cloth white and smooth almost as thetappa of the south seas, and that day the converts were to wear for the first time clothes made therefrom. Justus was proud of his “They shall in white clothes clothed to meet the collector and his well born lady come down singing ‘Now thank we all our God.’ Then he will the chapel open, and, yes, even Gallio to believe will begin. Stand so, my chil­ dren, two by two, and—Lotta, why do they thus themselves scratch ? I t is not seemly to wriggle, Nala, my child. The collector will be here and be pained.” The collector, his wife and Gallio climbed tbe hill to the mission station. The converts were drawn up in two lines, a shining band nearly 40 strong. “Hahl” said tho collector, whose ac­ quisitive bent of mind led him to be­ lieve that he had fostered the institu­ tion from tbo first. “Advancing, I see, by leaps and bounds.” Never was truer word spoken. The mission was advancing exactly as he had said—at first by little hops and shuffles of shamefaced uneasiness, but soon by tbe leaps of fly stung bon and the bounds of maddened kaugaroi of Panth the red elepl ;l a dry and anguis inks of the converts v d scattered with yells IS and Lotta Dnngara 1” I burn I To of pain, while Justus stood horror stricken. lent of shoutedted a voice.ce. “II burn! t is the judgmi a a voi “ I the river or we diel’ The mob wheeled and beaded for tbe “I cannot understand! Yesterday,” panted Justus, “ they had the Ten Com- mandment.s— What is this? Praise the Lord, all good spirits by land or by sea. Nala! Ob, shame!” With a bound and a scream there alighted on the rocks above their beads Nala, once tbo pride of the mission, a maiden of 14 summers, good, docile and virtuous—now naked as the dawn and Ipittiiig like a wildcat. “ Was it for thisl” she raved, hurl­ ing her petticoat at Justus. “Was it this I left ni3' people and Dungara ir the fires of your bad place? Blind ape, little earthworm, dried fish that you art!, yon said that I should never burn! Oh, Dungara, I burn nowl I burn now I Have mercy, God of things as they arel” She turned and flung herself into the Berbulda, aud tbe trumpet of Dungara bellowed jubilantly. The last of the converts of tho Tubingen mission had put a quarter of a mile of rapid river between herself and her teachers. “ Ye.sterday,” gulped Justus, “she taught in the school A, B, 0, D. Oh I It is the work of satan!” But Gallio was curiously regardingthe maiden’s petticoat where it had fallen at his feet. Ho felt its texture, drew back his shirt sleeve beyond the deep tan of his hand and pressed a fold of the cloth against the flesh. A blotch of angry red rose ou the white skin. “Ah!” said Gallio calmly. “ I ***“ WhatTs it?” said Justus. •*i suouici call It tue .snirt or nessus, but— Where did you get the fiber of this cloth from?” “ Athon Daze,” said Justus. “He showed the boys how it should manu­ factured be.” “ The old foxl Do you know that he has given 3’ou the Nilgiri nettle—see pion — Girardenia lieterophylla — work up. No wonder they squirmed! work up. No wonder they squirme Why, it stings even when they make bridge ropes of it, unless i t ’s soaked for six weeks. The cunning brute! It would take about half an hour to b through tbeir thick bides and then’ burst int( [ling in thie iughter, but Lott l arms of the collect- had covered his “ Girardenia heterophylla 1” repeated •allio. “Krenk, why didn’t you .WB me? I could have saved you this. Woven fire! Anybody bnt a naked KoZ would have known it, and, if I’m a Von’llou’ll never ! of theirr u ways, y n g lookedd acrosscross t them ba He looke a tbe river to where the converts were still wallowing and wailing in tbe sballows, and tbe laugh­ ter died out of bis eyes, for be saw that the Tubingen mission to the Buria Kol was dead. Never again, though they hung mournfully round the deserted school for three months, could Lotta or Justus coax back even tbe most promising of their flock. No; tbe end of conversion wa.s the fire of the bad place—fire that ran through the limbs and gnawed into the bones. Who dare a second time tempt the anger of Dungara ? Let the little man and his wife go elsewhere. The Buria Kol would have none of them. An unofficial message to Athon Daze that if a hair of tbeir heads were touched Athon Daze and the priests of Dungara would be hanged by Gallio a t the temple shrine protected Justus —^ Lotta fromcom tbebe stumpytumpy poisonedsoned arrrrow t s poi a Buria Kol, but neither fish no fowl, honeycomb, salt nor young was brought to their doors any h And, alas, man cannot live by g alone if meat be wanting! “Let us go, mine wife,” said Justus. “There is no good here, and the Lord has willed that some other man shall the work take—in good time—in his own good time. We will go away, and I will—yes—some botany bestudy.” If any one is anxious to convert the Buria Kol afresh, there lies a t least the core of a mission house under tbe hill of Panth. Bnt the chapel and school have long since fallen back into jungle. d to waive the formality of an engagement ring and to give her tho money, flOO, instead. After they had. been married six months she informed, him that she had invested tbe money in. a life membership in a woman’s suffrage society. Pre-eminent. “Ma, I ’m a t the head of my class.” “How’s that, Dick?” “ Teacher says I ’m the worst of all the. bad boys in school. A DEAD CZAR’S FACE. THE STORY OF THE ARTIST WHO PAINTED OUT THE GASHES. A Confession Tlint Recall­ ed a Rental Trufj;edy of Russian Court Iiitrifvue—The Assassination of tlie 12iniiex*or Paul I. At Zverevo, a little town in the “ gov­ ernment\ o r province of Voronej, in the Don country, Knssia, there died not so very long ago Osen Ivanovitch Schtdictka. a gray Iiaired teacher, who, when he felt death approaching, called for a priest, though he had previously never professed religion. His father, he said, had been a citizen of St. Pe- He died in Zverevo in 18C0, u deathbed confe.ssion to bis son. This was Ivan Sbtebotka’s ceathbed making i wan Sbtebotka’s d confession, according to his son, Osen Ivanovitch: iSOl I was pils of til emy of Sciences, a gov( tion which was under strict military rule. I was not particularly noted for my work with the brush, but, despite my youth, liad already gained some reputation as a portrait painter. “During the night of March 32 or the morning of March 33 I was awakened by Cossacks, who ordered mo to dress, take my brush and palette and follow them. After a rapid drive of a few miles we halted before a palatial build­ ing, into tbe cellar of which I was indage was removed I found myself in a n look- covered with rags that seemed to have been thrown down without regard to “A tall man, in whom I recognized Plato Zuhoff, approached me and said, pointing to a divan covered with a ■flack cloth, over what seemed to be ;iant figuie in ; id man in an attitude of repose: “ ‘Are you skillful enough to restore ! of a dead man who vho suffered vio- ince, cuts and strangulation, so i •gain itsts naturalatural appearanceppearance? ? Youiour i n a Y art ust last three days, for the body is to be exhibited in the cathedral. You must not spare the red; it will be given out that the person died of apoplexy. ’ “ Remembering the threat of tbe Cos­ sacks, I did not hesitate to answer in the affirmative. ‘Very well, ’ said Zn- boff; ‘you will go to work at once.’ And, in a low voice, be added: “ That yonr conscience may not prick you un­ derstand that the late czar was not a Romanoff. He was only the natural sou of Catherine II and Soltikof.’ “With that lie removed the black cloth, and I saw the body of tbe Em­ peror Paul I, dressed in full general’s panoply. He was gloved and spurred. His neck was swollen and his face a mass of bruises. “I cau well realize the report after­ room on a liard lounge, as was hi.s wont to do, wlion the conspirators came upon him. Tbe guards in and around the palace, and particularly in tbe corridor leading to the czar’s private apart­ ments, were all in the conspirators' pay, with the exception of a hussar whom Zuhoff cut down with bis saber before he entered Paul’s chamber. Tbe emperor, I was told, offered at firs resistam begged ment oi to submit. More, he would claim h; “But the murd ly, and Paul attempted to c way of tbe window. Preventec bleeding from a cut hand, he def I'iis told, offered a t first no ice. On his bended knees he and implored that his life he lising to sign any instrn- ication they might choose re, he would himself pro- (afterward Alexander I) lurderers advanced fierce- tbe window. Prevented and ;rom a cut hand, he defended himselfhimselt withith a chair, killing one of Butut nowow thehe nest their sabers. A w a c assassins. B n t r assailei him with their sabers. A heavy blov in the temple floored him, and again he supplicated for his life with outstretch­ ed hands. “Then Zuhoff tore off his sash, wound it twice around tho emperor’s neck, and, taking hold by one band, commanded another officer to help him strangle the unhappy monarch. “In the struggle preceding the final act P aul’s face had been hacked and cut, and it required four hours’ work on my part to get it into presentable shape. When I declared my work fin­ ished, a handsome young man was ushered in with great ceremony—the new emperor, Alexander. I heard him say in French: “ ‘It is well.’ The widowed empress, too, passed through the room, bnt could evidently not bring herself to look upon her husband’s face. Poor woman, she had tried to come to Paul’s assistance, we reached the cellar, wait, ar ‘Would you like to becoi person whose features lonld not make out-approached “ ‘Would you like to bi I was ordered to whose fe I led me. )me an im- lerial drawing master, with a salary of 3,000 rubles per year for life?’ ho asked. I was so astonished that I hard­ ly knew what to say in reply. “ ‘Decide quickly 1’ spoke the stran­ ger again. I assured him that I was a t his orders. “ Ou March 23, at 7 a. m., I was speeding toward the Don country,” concluded the deathbed confession. “ I have kept faith with the government and the government has kept faith with me. ” —Chicago Inter Ocean. Expected Too Mucli. A well known man who gives much to charity was walking along Grant sti’eet when he was accosted hy a “pro- fessional macer,’* who said he needed “a dime to get a bed.” He was given a quarter. After that the man who gave it was marked. A few days later the same “macer” met him. “Please, sir,” he said, “ will you give me a nickel to get a cup of coffee?” He was given a dime. The following week the man was stopped again. This time the beggar wanted a “ dime to get somethin to eat.” “ See here, my man,” said tho chari­ table one, “don’t you think you are pushing this a little too far? It is not so very long ago that I gave you a quarter and again a dime. Isn’t i t time to stop asking?” “ What do 7?” indigj 0 yon think I can i )r two weeks?”—Pittsburg News. Itcckletm Expemdlture. Dilver—When I took this place, it asn’t fit for a dog to live in. I have lent nearly $1,000 on it. Sanson—Don’t yon think it would ive been cheaper had yon killed the )g?—^Boston Transcript SPLITTING BANK NOTES. Some years ago the commercial world was taken aghast by the announcement that a certain scientific man conld ac­ tually split a hank note .“o exactly into halves that it was impossible to distin­ guish the separate pieces of paper from 3nnine notes. speedily ope way to a new kind of fraud. The imi­ tation of the engraved plate, however well performed, was always discover­ able by experienced eyes, and be must be a good forger indeed who could pre­ pare the paper on which the plate was printed so as to imitate the peculiar water marks on the Bank of England notes with anything like success. But here was a discovery which set at naught tho precautions of paper makers, engravers and printers. It was really a serious matter. A long correspondence ensued between tho proprietor of the secret and tbe officials of the bank, the former asking a large sum of money for his knowledge and the latter requiring actual proof of his ability to perform the alleged feat. Paragraphs began to appear in the newspapers, and iiublic attention was drawn to what seemed a vei'3' extraor­ dinary fact—tbat tbe tbin tissue paper of which a bank note is composed conld really be divided into two leaves. It be­ came necessary to test tho truth of this remarkable discovery, and so it was ar­ ranged that trial should he made with an actual note of the Bank of England. Preliminaries were settled, and a note, properly marked, so tbat it might be afterward identified, was submitted to the inventor. In tho course of two or three days back came tbe note to tho owners actually .split in two. It was eagerly examined, bnt in a little time the bank officials ceased to feel any alarm, and confidence in the commer­ cial world was quite restore the bank no! its w as com­ pletely split, but it was also true \ o f it wai Butlyntly plaiain on only one half of it was tbe printed impression sufficie pl to allow of icroase luk notes, jrefore or- being circulated. Any attempt ti I the other or back half of tbe not( would, it was declared, be immediately detected. Still, the discovery was curious and might lead to disagreeable consequei should any person attempt to inen his we.altb by means of sxflit bai Another kind of ink was tber dered for the future to he used in the printing of the bank securities, so that in*case any one chose to try the experi­ ment the one half would be left blank. The secret, however, did not long re­ main hidden from tbo world. Indeed, its very simplicit}' seems to have jiro- vented its being discovered hy the clever men wlio felt so much anxiety about it. The method of splitting paper is just this: Two pieces of calico are firmly glued to the sides of the paper, leaving the ends of the calico loose, and the whole is perfectly dried. B3- a gentle and equable pull on each side tbe paper is split completely in halves, ono of which adheres to the calico the other to the oiiposite. le fact that tho adhesion between the paper and tho cloth is greater than that between tbo surfaces of the paper to each other is the cause of this phe- Having now divided the paper, tho ) halves may he removed by dam and so loo.sening ' calico and the ] once a great and puzzling longer in the posse,ssion of one person. Those happy individuals with bank notes to spare may while away a win­ ter evening in trying this experiment. —Chicago Chronicle. T lie Siaiiiiine;. The gentle siamang is a gibbon and no monkey. In assemblies on tbe tree tops live the siamangs, wbooxiing o^ angs, wboopin,. iig to their friends rooping and hope to I see again, a pack of tho sia­ mangs going through the jungle, a long black arm and a small crumpled body swinging wildly from it like a pendulum run mad, then a suicidal fling, a crash in the covering green, and so they are the winds. I have live to see again. our doors, 1 buy we must. It is not among the pos­ sibilities for a Mem to resist the forlorn, small, speechless thing when it winds its long arms aud fingers round her neck and hides its black, wrinkled face of an old woman, with round, unhappy eyes, in the softness of her morning gown. Or it lurches across the veranda on a pair of very bandy little legs, balancing itself with outstretched arms. But they always die. They who have weathered torrential rains under the open heaven die in captivity of consumption and cough out their ill comprehended souls like Christians huddled in a blanket.— Blackwood ’a _____________ following story, found in the Rev. Dr. Newman Hall’s autobiography, recalls an instance of flattery in a maid of honor in France, who, being asked by tbe queen what o’clock it was, answered, “W hat yonr majesty pleases.” The royal librarian. Woodward, at Windsor castle was showing the prin­ cess royal the large collection of min­ iatures. As Crowmell turned upup shee sh Mr. Woodward, you cannot 'Your royal highness like that man!” He replied, “ Yonr royal must know that my admiration loyalty to your royal highness’ mother are such that I cannot but reverence the memory of tbe man to whose strugj for liberty we owe the t on a const: akable So Easy to Go Down Hill. A recent traveler, in giving a descrip­ tion of his climbing Mount Popocate­ petl, in Mexico, and visiting its crater, says that he was able to return from the top of the mountain to the snow line in 15 minutes, covering a distanc which had required six hours to ai him in a single act below where he be­ gan to climb,20 or 30 years ago. It is those who persevere unto the end who vin the crown, andne lig h t Mam In the Right Place. Manufacturers’ Agent—^Is the head buyer np stairs? Accommodating Employee—No; he’s out. But the suhseller is down stairs.

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