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THE RICHMOND PLANET THE JIM CROW KYAR. All down in the Southe'n country, Enny whar an eber whar, Dat de culdul people goes dey's got To ride dat Jim Crow kyar. Makes no diffuse who he is so Dar's one kink in his hyar— Jes 'sho's he's heir Line he's got Ter ride dat Jim Crow kyar. Eben down in ole Virginny What day say's de mudder state, Whar accordin' to deir motter, Dey does ebery tyrunt hate. Here ob late day go's got ter runnin' On the lines dat goes threw dar, An' Virginny's black forms is ridin' On dat hateful Jim Crow kyar. I don't want dem Jim Crow schemers Ter go down ter~yo' know—well— But dar am jes' one thing sholy Dat I'm not ershame' ter tell—, An dat am dat I wish dey had bin Close ernuf to singe deir hyar At de time dey was so busy Thinkin' 'bout dat Jim Crow kyar Dey hab got de Jim Crow chu'ches An' de Jim Crow opera house; An' I guess de nex' dey'll hab er Jim Crow cat ter catch mouse. W'en yo' goes ter git yo' ticket, Oy' mus' pay de reg lyer fay, But yo' got ter go n' ride dat Eberlastin' Jim Crow kyar. Don' dey wish dey had deir way do' In de world dat am ter come! Wouldn' some er dem do wonders? My, dey' make de black folks hum! Dey' hab er Jim Crow jedge ter jedge 'em All bafo' er Jim Crow byar, An' dey' sen' sem' ter de debbil on Er red hot Jim Crow kyar. Dey would hab er Jim Crow chariot Fo' de few dey' dem' ter hebbin, An' dey' make 'em toe de mark F'um' bout six half-pas' lebben. O, I thank my Massa Jesus Dar'll be no division dyar, An' none ob us dat goes to hebbin 'll hab Ter ride dat Jim Crow kyar. - J. CONWAY JACKSON, 2501 14th St. N. W. Washington, D. C. TROUBLE ON THE STREET-CARS. Scandalous Treatment—Fined Twenty Dollars—Colored Folks Walking No colored person who resides in this city has as yet been caught in the "Jim Crow" street-car trap. It would seem to an observer that the cars were being run for white people only, so few are the number of colored people seen on them. The morning travel is also very light. Colored laborers are walking and the drays, produce and delivery wagons haul quite a number down town free of charge. It is a source of great inconvenience to many, but they heroically walk despite the draw-backs. Many white people are also declining to patrol the street cars. They do not like that, being ordered around by the many "green" conductors now in the company's employ. It is a noticeable fact that the law is being disregarded in many instances and white people may be seen sitting anywhere they please. The conductors are only reporting the most arbitrary and provokin violations of the rules. The only colored per-on arrested thus far was a visitor and the following item she was the candelabras was in which she was treated by the police, Va., News-Leader of the 31st ull. "MADE FURIOUS BY JIM CROW." New York Negress Objected to Color Line in Richmond Street Cars — Tried to Kill the Conductor—Declined to Sit in Rear, Cried "To H—With Jim Crow," and Cursed Him Long and Loud. "Miss" Coles, of New York, visiting colored friends in RICHMOND bumped suddenly into the Jim Crow car law on a Main-street trolley yesterday. The bump was so hard that she lingers in the police court cage to-day awaiting the arrival of friends with $20 in cash to redeem her person from hoc. The visitor took a front seat, and the conductor told her as she sat comfortably clad in her diaphanous white silk wait that she would be compelled to back up. In the unmistakable twang of the Northerner she demanded the reason. "We have a Jim Crow law" said the conductor. "To hell with the Jim Crow car," said the passenger. The conductor did his best to move her, but received only long and bitter curses for his efforts. On the back platform she drew a knife and made a lorz Johnson-street razzoo swipe at his stomach. He dodged in time: Police Sergeant Kerse arrested her and had to hold her by the neck until she dropped the knife. "I like little old New York," said Crutchfield, who had never seen the town up to two years ago, "But they certainly don't look after their little niggers in the right way. If they had raised this one properly, she'd be in twenty dollars." Further comment is unnecessary, but it emphasizes the fact that those of the colored people who wish to keep out trouble should walk and permit the company to have the entire possession of its street-cars. Walking is good now. Stay off the street-cars. DR. Z. D. LEWIS RECEIVES A BUGGY. Beautiful Singing and Fine Addresses—The Congregation Makes the Pastor Happy. On last Tuesday night, the Second Baptist Church presented their pastor, Dr. Z. D. Lewis a handsome phaeton and beautiful set of harness. It was given in honor of the fifteenth anniversaries of Dr. Lewis' pastorate at the old historic church. Mr. J. R. Hicks, supported by Mrs. Nannie Gray, H. B. Burrell and A. Washington led the church to present to the pastor this beautiful and substantial token of esteem and affection. Dr. M. B. Jones, Supt. of the Sunday school and deacon of the church was master of ceremonies and performed his par with much dignity and grace. The invitation address was delivered by Mr. Burrell, Grand Secretary of True Reformers. It was the soul of wit and humor, sparkling with great truths concerning the relation that should exist between the leader and his people. Short addresses were also made by Mrs. Maggie L. Walker, president of St. Luke Penny Savings Bank, S. C. Burrell and others. Miss Susie Belle Anderson, the famous colored singer delighted the large audience with one of her beautiful renditions. The pastor made a few remarks thanking the members and friends of the church for the excellent gift, stating that while he had been the happy recipient of many useful and costly presents each year during his pastorate at the church, that the one just received was the most costly; that if he rightly interpreted the spirit of his people, their love and esteem for him was increasing instead of diminishing of which he was truly glad. After the conclusion of the very interesting program the pastor received many congratulations from many of the pastors of the city and friends of the congregation. Knew How to Sell Property. [HARRISONBURG, VA., SPIRIT OF THE VALLEY.] A shrewd Negro, named Charles Collins, has just compelled the multi-millionaire, G. W. Vanderbilt, to pay him an enormous sum of money for a few acres of land. It seems that when the different tracts of land which now constitute the famed estate, "Bilmore," near Asheville, N. C., were purchased by Vanderbilt's agents that six trees of land, belonging to Charles Collins, were not purchased, he declining to sell. His six acres fitted into the Bilmore estate like a wedge, and Vanderbilt once offered him $65,000 for it, but by the advice of friends the Negro refused to sell, thinking Vanderbilt would give more, but no additional offer came, and Collins, after quite a long number of years, finding he could not make a living on it, rented it to a mountaineer named "Bill" Sharp and went off to Pittsburg, Pa., to work. "Bill" Sharp proved to be so objectifiable that Mrs. Vanderbilt determined to get rid of him at any cost. Charles Collins was sent for and it is said that he sold to Mr. Vanderbilt for many hundred times the value of his six acres, and in addition a home is to be built for him on another place. Charles Collins says he will never do another day's work. Mr. Terrell Injured. Mr. J. H. Terrell, who is employed as drayman at the large grocery establishment of Messrs. R L. Christman & Co. on Main street, between 8th and 9th Sts., was painfully bruised by an electric car, near Harrison and Broad Sts., on Friday, 20th ult. He was coming down Broad St. with a load of about 2000 pounds on the dray when an electric car struck the dray from behind, breaking the shafts and injuring the horse. Mr. Terrell was thrown on a pile of lumber. The motor-man could see him and there is apparently no excuse for the injury. In pile of lumber in the street made it impossible for him to get out of the way and Mr. Terrell states that no gong was sounded. He is improving and expects to be out in a few days. Should Be Commended. 1 [WASHINGTON, D.C., RECORD.] The Negroes of Richmond, Va., are to be highly commended in their determination to boycott the traction companies of that city which inaugurated the separate seats for white and colored system. Walking is much to be preferred than to submitting to such uncalled for discrimination. --- Let us do nothing to estrange the white people either North or South who wish us well.—Richmond PLANET. Stick to that and everybody will wish you well.—Petersburg, Va., INDEX-APPEAL. Mr. W. R. Young of Sparta, Va., was in the city last week and called on us. RICHMOND, VIRGINIA, SATURDAY, JUNE 4, 1904. KNIGHTS OF PYTHIAS. Officers and Committee—The Grand Court Officiated—Those Appointed at Charlottesville. The following were elected officers of the Grand Lodge, Knights of Pythias, N. A. S. A., E. A., A & A., at Charlottesville, Va., last week. May 17-19, 1904. Grand Chancellor, John Mitchell, Jr., Richmond, Grun1 Vice Chancellor, T. J. Pree, Newport News; Grand Prelate, R. L. Jackson, Pocahontas; Grand M. of Ex., H. F. Jonathan, Richmond; Grand K. of R. and S., Thomas M. Crump, Richmond; Grand M. at A., Samuel S. Baker, Richmond; Grand L. Guard, J. W. Gramby, Norfolk; Grand O. Guard, D. J. Roberts, Norfolk; Grand M. of W., L. W. Holbrook, Danville; Grand Lecturer, Wm. M. Reid, Portsmouth; Grand M. Register, Dr. Wm. E. Atkins, Hampton; Supreme Representative, Dr. E. R. Jefferson. LIST OF DISTRICT DEPUTY GRAND CHAN CELLORS. J. J. Carter, Richmond; J. T. Thompson, Manchester; Edward Wood, Petersburg; W. A. Milner, Danville; William A. Myers, Portsmouth; William H. Mills, Norfolk; J. M. Booth, Suffolk; W. J. Lwells, Lynchburg; J. J. Booker, Newport News; S. E. Blue, Hampton; D. C. Johnson, Pocharonast; E. F. Scott, Clifton Forge; James H. Ferguson, Charlottesville; E. M. Robinson, Stonega, Wise Co., A.; C. B. Brown, Cowington; A. C. Mabrey, Staunton; R. M. Pettis, Radford and New River; A. D. Ragland, South Boston; J.Squire, Suthernins, L. F. Flood, Martinsville; H. L. Jackson, Blackstone; W. E. Williams, Pulaski; Dr. I. D. Burrell, Roanoke; T. H. Walker, Berkley SPECIAL DEPUTY GRAND CHANCELLORS. Richmond; S. S. Baker, O. M. Stewart, S. P. Robinson. Lynchburg; U. S. G. Patterson, J. P. Evans. Danville; H. S. Keen, C. M. Smith, Newport, News; T. J. Pree, W. F. Clarkson. Pulaski: W. E. Mitchell. Charlottesville: William Shepheard. APPOINTMENTS BY GRAND CHANCELLOR Grand Marshall, Alexander Jones Grand 1st Attendant, W. H. Randolph Grand 2nd Attendant, W. C. Venables Grand 3rd Attendant, S. P. Robinson Grand 4th Attendant, James E. Shell Committee on Finance—N. A. Twitty. D. J. Chavers, B. H. Peyton. Committee on Law and Supvision—A. M. E. Bassett, Wm. A. Merchant, Thos. H. Wyatt. Committee on Business—John T. Taylor, Geo. W. Rison, H. L. Jackson, W. R. Smith, E. F. Scott. Endowment Advisory Board—W. A. Millner, M. W. Wilson, J. W. Wells, M. Isbell, W. E. Mitchell, Willis Wyatt, W. Van Jackson, John R. Chiles, J. J. Corprew, Anderson Branch, U. S. G. Patterson, E. M. Canaday. Returns and Credentials—Wm. A. Myrs, Geo. W. Dandridge, Geo. B. Clarke. Printing and Supplies—Thomas M. Crump, Jos. S. Anderson, T. W. Merchant. Dispensation and Charter—B. P. Van dervall, S. H. Marshall, A. Morton. Obituary—W. H. C. Brown, Clifton G. Cabell, W. E. Williams. State of the Order—I. D. Burrell Thomas B. Steward, J. C. Carter. Appeals and Grievances—Wm. A. Merchant, R. D. Granderson, C. B. Brown. The following are the officers of the Grand Court, I. O. of Calanthe as elected at Charlottesville last week. GRAND COURT OFFICERS: ENDOWMENT ADVISORY BOARD. Mrs. L. B. Merriman, Lynchburg, Va., Mrs. Gertrude A. Patterson, Lynchburg, Va. Mrs. Mattie Hewin, Richmond, Va. Mrs. Mildred Johnson, Richmond, Va. Mrs Kate Thomas, Richmond, Va. Mrs. George Bolling, Richmond, Va. Mrs. Anna Lewis, Richmond, Va. Mrs. Emma G. Smith, Richmond, Va., Mrs. R. E. Wesley, Richmond, Va. Mr. J. W. Robinson, Richmond, Va. Mr. J. Morton, Duan, Richmond, Va. John M. Hawkins, W. C. Mrs. Josie A. Graham, G. W. R. of Dep. Miss M. L. Chiles, G. W. R. of D. COMMITTEES Committee on Finance—Miss Eva. G. Davis Chairman, Mr. Casper Rowlett, Mrs. Adelaide G. Thompson. Appeals and Grievances—Mrs. Emma Cherry, Sarah Puryear, Mrs. Malinda Lee. Mileage—Mrs. Mary Lemas, Mrs. Gilberta Hardy; Mrs. Daley E. Panneli. Credentials—Mrs. Leanna Adams, Mrs. Gilberta Hardy, Mrs. I. Dispensation and Charter—Miss I. E. Christian, Mrs. Elizabeth Scott, Mrs. Mollie W. Knight. Law and Supervision—Mrs. Laura S. Williams, Mrs. Antoinette Brown, Mrs. Fannie Booker. Committee on Printing—Miss M. L. Chiles, Chairman, Mrs. Clara G. Pervall, Miss Susan Merchant. Revision of Constitution—Mr. John Mitchell, Jr., Miss M. L. Chiles, Mrs. M. E. Washington, Mrs. Emma G. Smith, Mrs. L. B. Merriman. Committee on Business—Mrs. Mary N. Gay, Mrs. Rosa Lovings, Mrs. L. D. Byrd. Committee, State of the Order—Mrs. M. C. Wood, W. S. Hobson, Mrs. Mary Davenport. Committee on Obituary—Mrs. S. P. Marshall, Mrs. E. V. Kelly, J. R. Wilson. Regalia Committee—Mrs. Kate Thomas, Miss V. C. Proctor, Mrs. Laura Johnson, Miss L. E. Christian, Mrs Irene Holmes, Mrs. H. Thompson, Chief; Mrs. N. C. Johnson, Asst. Chief. DISTRICT DEPUTY GRAND WORTHY COUN SELLORS. Mrs. Anna Taylor, Richmond; Mrs. Louisa Hastings, Petersburg; Mrs. Laura S. Williams, Lynchburg; Mrs. J. Holbrook, Danville; Mrs. Lillie D. Byrd, Newport News; Mrs. Fannie Cooke, Norfolk; Mrs. Alice Clarke, Berkley; Mrs. Julia A. Powell, Suffolk; Mrs. Fannie R. White, Portsmouth; Mrs. Mollie Johnson, Pocahontas; Mrs. Olivia Pettis, Radford; Mrs. Sarah J. Murphy, Pulaski; Mrs. Mary M. Davenport, Charlottesville; Mrs. Mary Casey, New River. SPECIAL DEPUTY GRAND WORTHY COUN SELLORS. Miss M. L. Chiles, Richmond; Mrs. Josie A. Graham, Richmond, Mrs. Kate Thomas, Richmond; Mrs. Mildred Johnson, Richmond, Mrs. Emma Cherry, Norfolk, Mrs. G. A. Patterson, Lynchburg, Mrs. M. W. Knight, Portsmouth. THE PLANET LEADS! Mr. Bailey's Testimony. Mr. C. H. Bailey, proprietor of the restaurant and employment agency at Atlantic Highlands, New Jersey, writes under date of May 27, 1904: "I take great pleasure in returning you thanks for the good that your paper has been to my business. I have the same advertisement in seven papers in all and I am pleased to say that I have received more answers from your paper, THE PLANET than any three other papers. We should all feel proud that God was blessed the race with such a noble representation. I have never had my advertisement in the papers longer than four months at a time and never had it in the THE PLANET before, but I shall keep it in your noble paper this entire year." Y. M. C. A. NOTES. The meetings in the jail and almshouse last Saturday were very helpful. The boys' meeting was well attended last Sunday. Many of our boys have accepted Christ. The men were out in large numbers to hear Dr. G. D. Pinkney last Sunday at the League. The Dr. spoke with great power and said that the which is still burning. Three accepted Christ. The music made by the 5th Baptist Church Quartette was enjoyed by all. All committees for the work Sunday are requested to be on time. Bible study for boys Sunday 4 p. m., at the rooms. Let no man miss the Big Meeting Sunday at the True Reformers' Hall for men only. 3:30 p. m. Be on time. Bring another man. Rev. D Webster Davis, A. M., will address the men, subject; "Striking the Wrong Key" Solos will be sang by Mrs. S Alice Kemp Burrell, and Mr. Joseph Wolfork. Do not fail to be present and see that you get into the picture. Free for all men. Every woman is planning to attend the Great Mass Meeting for Women Sunday, June 19th. 3:30 p. m., at the True Reformers' Hall. The women have asked that Rev. W. H. White speak, The request will be granted. Subject; "What's the Cause?" Music by a female Quartette. Come early and get a good seat. All women are invited. Mass-Meeting There. There will be a mass-meeting and rally of the members of the order of Knights of Pythias and Courts of Calanthe. Wednesday night, June 8, 1904, at the Fifth St. Baptist Church. Members will wear the regalia. Addresses will be made by prominent members of the order. Good music will be in attendance. Exercises will begin at 8:30 sharp. —Rev. W. N. Deberry of Springfield, Mass., called on us. —Rev. T. H. White, pastor of the First Baptist Church of Clifton Forge, Va., called on us. He lectured at the Zion Baptist Church, (Kev. W. R. Ashburn, pastor) last Monday night. He reports his field in a flourishing condition. When you feel low-spirited and in need of a tonic, remember Mr. John M. Higgins. He is known by the country as well as the city people as a reliable business gentleman who looks out for the interest of his customers. Col. John R. Chiles, who has been visiting Washington and Baltimore has returned to the city. He is much pleased with his trip. Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Dandridge of New York were in the city this week and called on us. They have been the guests of Mr. and Mrs. Bradley, North 6th St. We return thanks to our subscribers and friends, who have been sending us money in settlement of their accounts. Job work executed promptly and at reasonable prices at this office. Mr. Lawyer X. Graham, son of Rev. W. F. Graham, D. D., returned on last Saturday from Tuskegee Institute, where he has been for the past three years. He completed the Academic Course with honor and credit; learned to do excellent work in tailoring and has become quite proficient in music. He will begin his College Course in the fall. The young man made quite a record for himself in Tuskegee luring his stay there. A Mass of Confusion. [CHARLESTON, S. C., MESSENGER.] Ex Congressman, George W. Murray last week in the Sumter court was tried and convicted on a charge of forgery and was sentenced to pay a fine of $250 and serve three years on the chain gang. But later, by an appeal of his attorneys, he was released on a bond of $4,000. The trouble arose over a land title. It appears that Mr. Murray, in selling the land, changed the contract; but he has emphatically denied the charge. He appealed to the Supreme Court. It is stated that in Sumter County there is a great deal of jealousy and prejudice exercised in behalf of Mr. Murray on account of his possessions. It is said that he owns something like fifty or sixty thousand acres of land, besides a number of houses. One year ago it was rumored that Mr. Murray was a candidate for a lynching party, behaving become involved in a not dispute with a white man. It is said that things became so hot until Mr. Murray, in order to insure the safety of his life, was compelled to call up on the chief of police for protection. But it was refused and the tenants upon his land had to come together and frustrate the schemes of the angry mob. It is also said that treachery is an important factor in the affair. We are not acquired with the real facts of the case, the above statements being based on "hearsay." On the other hand Mr. A. P. Priolean is also indicted by the United States Courts, the trial still pending. It is to be regretted that such ill luck has befallen these gentlemen, both of whom have figured consiously in Republican ranks. If the charges are true in both cases the sentences cannot be too severe. But, on the contrary, if they have been indicted and political capital is being made of them for a purpose, awful will be the results to those who handle the law. These cases should be carefully considered, and the indicted pair given the full benefit of the slightest doubt. St. James Baptist Church. We are very grateful to the participants of our rally which was Sunday, 29th ult. Sermons were delivered by Revs. Royal Smith and W. W. Young. Amount collected, $105.10. The same will be deposited in the True Reformers Bank on interest. REV. S. P. ROBINSON, pastor, E W. DANDRIDGE, clerk, D. J. BRADFORD, Chairman of Banking Com. A faithful member of Royal Lodge, 26. K. of P., leaves for Boston, Mass. Whereas, Sir R. A Preston has been a loyal member and a faithful officer, and. Whereas he was always ready to build up the Lodge, and has decided to continue his membership with us. Therefore he it. That it is with regret that we part with him. 2nd. That he and his family have our prayers and best wishes for their success. 3rd. That he will ever cling to the brotherhood that the tie may never be broken. 4th. That a copy of these resolutions be sent Sir R. A. Preston, placed upon our record and published in the Richmond PLANET. Done by order of Royal Lodge, 26. K. of P., 25th ult. Rev. S. C. BURRELL, Rev. J. J. CARTER, D. J. BRADFORD, Committee. RICHMOND, VA., May 20, 1904. Whereas, it pleased Almighty God on May 17 1904, to remove from our midst our beloved brother and co-worker, Sir Knight Frederick Giles, who had been a member of Unity Lodge, No. 24, Knights of Pythias, for more than three years, and whereas, we feel very keenly the great loss entailed upon us by the sundering of the second link in the chain of membership of said lodge, therefore be it Resolved, that in the death of Bro. Giles, we have lost a Christian brother, a good worker and a faithful Sir Knight. Resolved further, that we extend our sympathy and condolence to the bereaved family and that a copy of the resolutions be forwarded to them and that same be published in our newspapers. Done by order of Unity Lodge, No 24, K. of P. John O. Lewis, C. C. W. Van Jackson, K. of B, & S. JAPANESE ARMY OCCUPIES DALNY Retreating Russians Burned and Destroyed Part of the City. STARVING AT PORT ARTHUR Condition of Inhabitants Is Desperate and Famine Prices Exist — Great Damage Done By Shells—Japs' Victory at Nanshan Hill Due to Desperate Infantry Charges. Washington, June 1.—The Japanese legation gave out the following dispatch from the home government at Tokio, embodying a report from General Oku, as follows: "General Oku, commanding the army operating against Port Arthur, reports that our troops occupied Dalny on May 30. Over 100 warehouses and barracks, besides telegraph offices and railway station were found uninjured. Over 200 railway cars are usable, but all small railway bridges in the neighborhood are destroyed. All dock piers except the great pier, which was sunk, remain uninjured. Some steam launches were also found at the mouth of the dock." Bandits Heid High Carnival. Chefoh, June 1.—Five hundred Chinese refugees from Port Dalyn and Talienwan arrived here. After sifting their conflicting stories it appears that the Russians left Talienwan May 26 for Port Arthur, after burning everything likely to be of use to the Japanese. Bandits later took possession of the town and were pillaging when the Japanese cavalry appeared May 17. On May 26 the Russians left Port Dalyn, previously burning the offices and residences, destroying the railroad and scuttling three large merchantmen, the Zeid, Boreia and Nagadan, and all the dredgers and launches. Some of the refugees also say that the Russians destroyed the gunboat Bobr, which is believed to have taken part in the battle of Thursday last at Kin Chou, and three torpedo boats. Others say these vessels returned to Port Arthur. The docks and piers at Dalny were not destroyed. Bandits occupied the city after the Russians left and levied tribute on the inhabitants. A Chinese contractor, who had built most of Dalny for the Russians, was held for ransom and his clerks were killed. One junk which was leaving Dalny was sunk by bandits and 50 persons were drowned. STARVING AT PORT ARTHUR Condition of Inhabitants Desperate and Famine, Prices Exist. Newchwang, June 1.—Some Chinese fugitives from Port Arthur arrived here and describe the situation of the inhabitants there as desperate. Famine prices exist. The cost of provisions increases weekly. Many persons are reduced to eating Chinese food, and even that is dear. Millet flour costs $6 a bag. Whole streets and several public buildings have been wrecked by Japanese shell fire. The hospitals are packed with sick and wounded. The work of repalring the damaged warships has been stopped. All civilians have been given military duties. The general health of the inhabitants is good, except that the Chinese are dying of starvation. The theft has been made punishable by death. The railway is completely destroyed as far as Kin Chou, and there are frequent gaps between Kin Chou and Wafangtien. At Wafangtien there are 15,000 Japanese troops, but no sign of troops further north. During the fighting at Kin Chou 200 Chinese were killed by the Japanese fire. Battle Near Port Arthur Chefoo, June 1.—An unconfirmed rumor is current among the Chinese that a battle occurred six miles from Port Arthur yesterday. U. S. Naval Attache at Port Arthur. Mukden, May 31.—Leutenant Newton A. McCally, U. S. N., recently naval attache at Tokio, but ordered to observe the Russian fleet operations, is inside the Russian lines at Port Arthur. The other attaches were recently at Liao Yang. Their present whereabouts is not ascertainable here. Big Fight With Kuroki's Forces Big Fight with Kuroki's Forces. Liao Yang, June 1. — Continuous fighting has taken place northeast of Feng Wang Cheng since May 27. A sharp action has taken place eastward of Simatsi, 35 miles north of Feng Wang Cheng, which lasted from the morning of May 27 until daylight May 30. Both sides suffered severely. Detailed figures are lacking. The engagement resulted in the Russians retiring on Simatsi, followed cautiously by Japanese detachments. Three companies of Japanese are reported to have ambushed a patrol of the Narnish regiment near Hunsian, wounding three Cossacks. A fourth Cossack had his horse killed under him. Pearing capture he buried his rifle. He was captured but subsequently escaped and rejoined his regiment. Severe fighting is reported along the railway between stations Vfangoy and Vfandien. The Japanese suffered heavily and would have been anthilated had not infantry reserves come up and forced the Russians to retre. Another Jap Army Off. Washington, May 31.—Advices received here report the departure from Japan of another army division. While its destination is not stated, it is conjectured that these troops are about to close in the Russians' rear in Northeast Korea, because parties which have threatened General Kuroki's communications. There are no less than 15,000 soldiers in the expedition. JAP VICTORY DUE TO CHARGES Tokio, May 30.—The brilliant victory achieved by the Japanese army at Kin Chou was due to the desperate charging of the infantry, who showed wonderful bravery in storming Nanshan Hill. Nine successive times the Japanese charged the fortified heights in the face of a storm of death dealing missiles, and in their last effort they carried the forts and trenches only after a bayonet to bayonet conflict with the Russians who made a desperate, despairing struggle to beat back the oncoming hordes. At a critical moment the ammunition of the artillery ran low, and it was decided to cast the remaining ammunition into one final desperate assault. Fortunately, however, at the moment this decision was reached the Japanese sepalum in Kitchen Uzu, which had ceased bombarding when the infantry had first moved forward, suddenly resumed the shelling of Nanshan Hill. Then it was that the issues of the day were determined at a moment when the outcome was fluttering between success and defeat for Japan—at that moment was an almost certain repulse converted into victory so successful that the forces of the czar were swept into confusion and disorderly retreat. With every Japanese gun centering its fire upon the Nanshan forts and trenches, the Japanese infantry sprang over the bodies of the dead comrades who had sacrificed their lives in the previous fruitless charges. The entire line rushed forward toward the Russian left, where the fire of the Japanese squadron had proved most deadly and which was the first to weaken under the deathdealing bombardment. And it was there that the first breach was made in the human stone wall that all day had been an invincible barrier to the impetuous assaults of the brown men. It was the fourth division of the Osaka men that stormed the Russian left. It had once been said that Osaka men were not brave. It will never be said again. The first division of Tokio, which had the centre, and the third division of Nagoya, occupying the left, and which had been exposed all day to the Russian fire against the front flank, now followed the example of the Osaka men, and rushed forward, and the battle became transformed from an artillery duel into one of personal conflict, with the bayonet as the instrument of warfare. On every parapet the restless, death-defying Japanese surged forward in increasing numbers, and, hustling the Russians from their trenches, swept over the hill. At 7.30 o'clock, as the sun was sinking beneath the horizon, the flag of the land of the Rising Sun floated above the blood-sodden Nanshan Hill, while the shouts of "Hanzai" swelled from hill to hill and re-echoed from squadron to fort. The Japanese paid for their victory in 3500 killed and wounded. To the Russians the humiliation of defeat was intensified by the loss of 68 cannon and 10 machine guns, while lying dead in the forts and trenches were 500 men, the victims of the accuracy of Japanese long-distance marksmanship and of close-range fighting. JAPS ROUT COSSACKS Attacked and Defeated 2000 Northeast of Feng Wang Cheng. Tokio, May 31—General Oku, in command of the Japanese forces operating against Port Arthur, reports that the Russians have abandoned Chen Ko Chen Pau, Huang Shan and Liu Shu Tun. No Russians have been seen east of Chen Ko Chen Pau. General Nakamura's detachment, which occupied Liu Shu Tun Friday, captured four Russian guns. A detachment of Japanese troops attacked and defeated 2000 Cossacks at Al Yang Pien Men, northeast of Feng Wang Cheng, Saturday. The engagement began at 10.30 and ended at 11.40 a.m. The Japanese lost four killed and 28 wounded. The Russian casualties are not known. BET CENTER SATURDAY ... JUNE 4, 1904 TEMPERANCE NOTES KATHLEEN'S PROBLEM. How a Little Girl Gave Her Life in Solving It and Saving Her Drinking Brother. Kathleen Donahoe was 12 years old. Judging by her height, you would have thought her to be not more than ten, but after a glimpse of her face, with its look of care and anxiety, you would have said that she was already a woman; for even a little girl becomes a woman when she is set to solving a hard life-problem. Kathleen's brother James was her problem. She had been his housekeeper for the past year, ever since their mother died. The neighbors said that James ought to put the little girl in some home, where she could be properly cared for. She ought not to work so hard, they said, and that James was too fond of liquor, sometimes coming home in a breadful condition. Kathleen told her brother the neighbors' talk. "Shall you do it, Jimmie?" she as, d, catching hold of his arm in her anxiety. For answer he took her on his knee. "You do work too hard, Kathleen," he mild, tenderly. "No, I don't, Jimmie. I love to work. All the foreonow I'm thinking how nice it'll be when you come home to dinner, and in the afternoon I have lots of time to rest. The evenings are the hardest, brother," she half sobbed, as she timidly patted his cheek. "Yes, you're too much alone, Kathleen, but you know evening is the only time I have to get a bit of enjoyment with my friends." "I know, Jimmie, but it isn't being alone, it's the—the fear—" "The fear that I'll come home drunk. I know, Kathleen. The neighbors are right. I'm a brute, and not fit to take "DID YOU GO INTO THE SALOON JIMMIE?" SHE WHISPERED. care of you. You must grow up a good girl, for mother's sake." The tears filled her eyes. "I'm trying, Jimmie, but don't you think you ought to be a good man for mother's sake? You are good, Jimmie—all but the drink?" she added, nestling against him, "and I don't want to leave you. You won't bind me out, will you, dear Jimmie?" she piteously begged. "No," he answered, strong with a new resolve. "Kathleen, I'm going to try to be a good brother to you—and let rum alone. It'll be a tough fight, but you must help me, little sister." "I will! I will!" she promised, eagerly; "and I'll ask God to help you, too, Jimmie." She fulfilled her promise. For two or three days James remained contentedly at home in the evening, and seemed to enjoy himself with reading and games, then he became restless, and Kathleen tried in every way to interest him and keep him from the saloon. She invited young people to play games, and she gave them lemonade or some other refreshment. Occasionally she went with him to a neighbor's to spend the evening, still he grew more and more gloomy, and finally he took to walking nervously about the room after supper. Poor Kathleen! How she prayed, talking to God as she would talk to her mother, and begging Him to tell her how she could save her brother. Two weeks went by, and the time came when the drink craze was at its madening height. James had eaten no supper. His eyes were glittering, and his nands shook from the strain of the battle. He snatched up his hat. "I'm going out for a minute," he said, hoarsely, moving toward the door. "Drink this first, Jimmie, dear," she pleaded. With a shamed face he gulped it down, and sank into a chair, where he sat for some minutes with his face in his hands. Kathleen crept up to him, and putting one arm round his neck, began to stroke his hair. For a half hour he was quiet, then he suddenly jumped to his feet, and without waiting for his hat darted out of the door. With a low cry Kathleen ran after him. She must save him! She must! The good God would let her save him somehow. James was running straight for the one saloon which the place held. Could she catch him? She must—she must! Panting for breath, sobbing and praying, on she ran. She heard not the shouts in the street—her eyes were on her brother, getting nearer and nearer that awful saloon. He was too frenzied to heed the shouts, but a girl's piercing cry of agony and despair made him halt and turn about. The next moment he was beside the unconscious form of little Kathleen, who had been knocked down by a runaway horse. Back to their home he bore her, and aid her on her own little bed; nor would he let anyone touch her except the surgeon, although many sympathetic neighbors came to help. "How is it, doctor?" asked James, huskily. There was no reply for a moment, while the surgeon took up his medicine case and opened it. "The head escaped miraculously, and no bones are broken, except the leg. We might manage that, if it were not for these wounds and the shock. A collapse is probable, but I cannot positively tell until she recovers consciousness." When the eyelids at last unclosed and she saw James bending over her, she smiled, though shaken with pain. "Did you go into the sloon, Jimmie?" she whispered. "Oh, Kathleen! Kathleen!" he groaned. "Did you, Jimmie?" she persisted, in a weaker whisper. "No, little sister," he answered, and saw a heavenly smile light up the pinched face at his reassuring words. "God did let me—save you, dear Jimmie," she murmured, with prophetic joy. Then she drew his hand to her lips and kissed it. A few minutes later the tearful watchers heard her faintly ask, as her eyes again opened: "What shall I tell—mother, Jimmie?" "Tell her." he said, choking back the sobs, "that with God's help, I'll never touch another drop of liquor." Those who heard him, and knew his after life, believe that in that supreme moment a new manhood was born within James Donabee. "With-God's-help," the smiling lips tried to repeat. A joy not of earth transfigured her face, and little Kathleen had gone to her new home—Evelyn M. Wood Lovejoy, in Union Signal. A WARNING. And How It Led a Traveling Man to Total Abstinence and Prosperity Recently a traveling man entered one of the leading dry goods stores of Toledo and approached one of the proprietors, introducing himself in this wire: "Mr. —, some six years ago I cane into your store one day and tried to sell you a bill of goods. I was slightly intoxicated at the time and you turned me down, refusing to look at my samples or buy any goods from me. I knew it was on account of the condition I was in. I went back to my room at the Boody house and had sense enough left to think the matter over and talk it over with myself. I said: 'Now here is Mr. —, one of the best merchants in Toledo and a man to whom I have always sold goods, will not buy because of my habit, and then and there made a vow that I would not touch another drop of liquor, and during all this time I have kept that vow. Shortly after this I went out into the best residence section of my home town, Detroit, and purchased a good building lot. The restrictions would not permit the building of a house for less than $4,000 cost and I put up a four apartment building costing nearly $10,000, which is all paid for and I owe my improved condition in every way to you." Here is a business man whose everyday principles are opposed to the use of intoxicating liquors, and by the consistent exercise of this principle he has undoubtedly accomplished the reform of one man. What a wonderful reward this one trophy is for so small an effort.—Brooks Lawrence, in American issue. TEMPERANCE BREVITIES. The man who is always ready to taper off always wears a ruddy taper on his nose—Ram's Horn. Judge John C. Crabtree, of Dixon, Ill, says: "One-half of the divorce suits are traceable to the liquor habit." The Hepburn Interstate Liquor bill aims to make it impossible for liquor dealers to override the expressed will of the people of the different states in favor of temperance. The Danish government, in filling positions on the state railways, will henceforth prefer men who can prove by documentary evidence that they have been total abstainers for at least one year past. Despite the recent decision of the courts of Florida, which declare the new state Sunday law unconstitutional, County Solicitor Bryan, of Jacksonville, asserts he will enforce Sunday prohibition as ordered in local ordinances, and believes public sentiment supports him. At a recent meeting of the grand lodge of masons of Tennessee, an action was taken which requires charges to be preferred against "all affiliate and non-affiliate master masons engaged in the manufacture or sale of toxicating liquors as a beverage after January 1, 1904." The resolutions adopted by the Ohio Anti-Saloon league commended congress for refusing to repeal the anticanteen law, and asked further to appreciate for post exchanges and furnish suitable places of amusement and recreation for the soldiers. The resolutions expressed joy that the saloon had been driven from the United States capitol, commended Secretary Moody for his action in regard to the betterment of the morals in the navy yards at Bremerton, Washington, and urged the prohibition of the sale of liquors within two miles of army and navy posts. Farmers Work Against Saloons. The Farmers' clubs of Michigan are taking an active interest in anti-saloon work, being represented on the board of trustees. At the annual meeting of the Van Buren County Institute, January 19, resolutions were adopted expressing admiration for the determination of Judge Carr in making an example of those who defy the local option law. Never Recovered. "Mrs. Naggem lost her temper, didn't she?" "She lost it years ago."—Cleveland Plain Dealer. THE RICHMOND PLANET, RICHMOND, VIRGINIA Fun For Fun Lovers. Elsie Cheated. Said an indignant mother to her young son, "Why did you strike little Elsie, you naughty boy?" Dick, indignant in turn, exclaimed, "What did she want to cheat for, then?" "How did she cheat?" asked mamma. "Why," exclaimed Dick, "we were playing Adam and Eve, and she had the apple to tempt me with, and she never tempted me, but went and ate it up herself."—New World. He Was a Fisherman. Boresome (hot on inventions)—An inventor, my dear sir, is a person to be honored. Juggins—Oh, inventors are common enough nowadays. You can meet them every day. Look at Smith, there. I should say that man is about the most prolific inventor that ever lived. Juggins (with a chuckle)—Lies.—Tit- Bits. Going It Blind Parke—Poor old Jenkins! No wonder he failed—put all his money into a thing that he was entirely ignorant about. "Well, I've often put all my money into my wife's clothes."—Brooklyn Life. A Drop of Ink "A drop of ink may make a million think," quoted M'Swillen. magnificent. "So I have heard," added an equilidng. "It may provoke language, too. A few drops of ink that I inadvertently dropped on my wife's new carpet brought forth about a million words, and all energetic words, too." -Tit-Bits. Down to Zero He—I can't express my love for you in words. She—Can't you? I can express mine for you. He—Then you do love me! How can you express it? She—In cipher.—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune. Poor Things Foreign Guest—The young girls of this country are charming; but why have the married women such a dragged-out look? Host—Well, you see, some of them are worked to death because they have no servants, and the rest of them are worried to death because they have—N. Y. Weekly. All She Needed Paying Teller—I can't cash this check, madam, until you are identified. Mrs. Bright—You mean I have to identify myself? Paying Teller—Yes, ma'am. Mrs. Bright—How simple! Have you a looking glass?—Philadelphia Press. The Day of Remorses. "If you could live your life over again, I suppose you would do a great many things you haven't done." "Well, I'm not quite clear about that, but you can bet I wouldn't do a great many things I have done."—Chicago Post. Bad Start. His wedding trip was sudden. He was thinking of the halter. He stepped upon her bridal train. Whilst he was there, the altar. -Chicago Daily News "Why don't we celebrate Martha Washington's birthday?" "Because no woman ever lets us know the date of her birth."—Chicago Chronicle. Cruel Girl. The love-lorn youth heaved a sigh. As the maid of his choice passed bigh. For she had a new bean, And he had a sheau For even one glance from her eigh. —Philadelphia Inquirer. How It Happened. Cruel Girl. Judge—And you say you went through Columbia college. What brought you to this? Second Story Sam—Well, yer see, dey caught me goin't rough.—N. Y. Journal. Easy Victory. Goodson—it was Lawer Townsmun that won my lawsuit for me. Simply—Why, I thought he was on the opposing side. Goodson—He was.—Tit-Bits. Everybody's Friend. Sunday School Teacher—Who loves everybody, Willy? Willy—My pa does, cos he is trying to get into the town council—Tit-Bits. Letting Her Down Easy. She—I suppose you think I talk too much? He—No; not for a woman.—Yonkers Statesman. A Sensible View. "You never tell me the truth, John." "Then what's the use of asking me questions?"—Chicago Post. "If I get my divorce and my all-mony," said the fair caller, "I can pay you, of course." "But haven't you any property in your own name?" asked the cattious lawyer. "Just so. Well, my advice, madam, is that you drop the suit." "Why so?" mmm "Insufficient grounds."—Chicago Tribune. Edged Tools. First Sweet Young Thing—Oh, I had a most trying time, dear, when he proposed. Second Sweet Young Thing—How was that? First Sweet Young Thing—Why, of course I said "no" at first, and he thought I was in earnest, and was going away, and I had such trouble to make him understand that I didn't really mean it. Ally Sloner. Noising It Abroad Gasaway—He's actually engaged to Miss Roxley, but he wants to keep it secret. Harkaway—I should think if he were really engaged to her he'd want everybody to know it right away. How do you know he wants to kepe it secret? Gasaway—He told me. Harkaway—Ah! that explains it. He's pretty foxy.—Philadelphia Press. Getting Even. Patience—You say they quarreled? Patrice—Yes, and she returned all his gifts. And what do you suppose he did? "Can't guess." "Sent her half a dozen boxes of face powder, with a note explaining that he thought he had taken at least that much home on his coat since he knew her."-Yonkers Statesman. Presence of Mind At this moment the platform collapsed and the speaker exhibited great perturbation. "How about that one?" they asked him later. "That one did not arise."—New Yorker. The Money Went Uncle Wayback—I jus' tell you, th' city is an awful place. Skin yeh alive there. Farmer Meadow (gloomily)—That's so. "Eh? Did you meet some green-goods men while you was in th' city?" "N-o, but my wife met some dry-goods men"—N. Y. Weekly. Why He Wanted Her "No," said the haughty maid with the refrigerator heart, "your pleadings are useless; I don't even care to talk to you." "I know you don't," answered the rejected suitor with a sigh long drawn out. "That was my principal reason for wanting to marry you."—Cincinnati Enquirer. A Monologue. Tess—I jus met Miss Gabbie down the street. Jess—Oh, you poor thing! Tess—She was telling me she had a long talk with you this morning. Jess That't not correct. What she had was a long talk "to" me.—Philadelphia Press. Feminine Indecision "Which side do you favor?" asked Mr. Quizz, as he laid down the paper and lift a cigar. "I don't know," replied his better half. "How's that?" "Well, I like the Japanese kimono and the Russian blouse."—Portland Telegram. UNFORTUNATELY PUT "Won't you come and promenade with me, Mr. Lambnose?" "Certainly. It is most kind of you to ask me." "Oh, no. I am perfectly selfish. My friends say my spring costume makes me look as idyllic as a shepherdess, and I want you along to complete the picture — you are so shee—so lamblike."—Chicago Tribune. Plenty of Places "But you were here last week applying for a place. Have you been out of a place ever since?" said the mistress to the applicant. "No, ma'am; sure I've had three places since then!" —Yonkers Statesman. Daughter—Pa, I do wish you had some style about you. Pa—Daughter, I pay all my debts, and that's pretty good style, if you only knew it.—Indianapolis Sentinel. One More Mean Husband "Do you enjoy your automobile trips?" "Yes-sirree; we go so fast my wife is too scared to talk."—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune Where They All Got Stuck. Waggsby—Ah—glad to see you. Naggsby. We were just trying to figure out the derivation of the word terrapin. Can you throw any light on it? Naggsmy—Well, there's the word terra, meaning land— Waggsby—Yes, we got that far. Naggsby—Then there's the word pin— Waggsby—Yes, that's the point where we all got stuck.—Baltimore American. Misery Loves Company. The poor, benighted heathen has no bills to fret his life; He never has to purchase gowns or bonnets for his wife; He never has to fuss and fume and struggle to wear; To have cash for the packages that come in C. O. D. Contribute liberally for the sullen heathen, then, And let us put him in the plight of all the other men. Where he, no longer ignorant, unthinking, and desplied, May know just what it means to be completely civilized. —Chicago Tribune. ONE THING MORE. She (after a little tilt)—I'll promise, hubby, to be real nice to you after this—more I certainly can't do. He—Yes, you can keep the promise. —Fleigende Blaetter. Two Views. "No matter how I plot and scheme and plan, My trade's going to the dogs—a sad decline. "That's funny," said the merry sausage man. "Why, as for trade, the dogs all go to mine." Judge. More Reliable. Mrs. Nurich—I can't see how a doctor can tell how sick a patient is by merely feeling his pulse. Mr. Nurich—Nor I. He could determine much quicker by feeling the patient's purse.—Judge. The Usual Thing Askitt—I asked Col. Chinnaway, the politician, about it, the other day, and he said: "I am not a candidate for congress, but—" Punnitt—That means he's going to butt in, as usual—Town Topics. The Proper Person. Junior Partner—I suppose we had better say in our "ad" that we want a man of experience. Senior Partner—No; advertise for a man without experience; then we can teach him something—Puck. Business in Sight Clarence—Half my pay has been cut off. Clara—Well, kick. Clarence—Oh! You want to see me lose the other half, do you?—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune. Not Circulated Fast Enough. "She's not to be trusted," said the gossip. "Why not?" "I told her all about the scandal, and she promised not to mention it, and she didn't."—Chicago Post. EASY JOB. He (continuing the narrative)—It took me but a moment to collect my scattered wits— She—I shouldn't imagine it would take you long.—N. Y. Dally News. Stopping Wheels of Progress. It's well to "take your time," but I'm Afraid the loss will swell. For most of us who take our time Take others' time as well. —Philadelphia Press. Defined. Defined. Musical Friend—Do you know anything about the laws of music harmony? Mr. Newlywed—Well, I guess yes! Give all your salary to your wife and never try to have the last word.—Judge. Jill—Don't look much like a ball field now. "No; it's a sort of diamond in the rough, now."—Yonkers Statesman. A Sure Sign. Towne—What on earth does Kickaway mean when he talks about "getting his inalienable rights?" Browne—I don't know what he means except that he's been getting left again—Philadelphia Press. 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Sydnor & Hundley, Author of "The Gold Gleaner: A Story of the Cyanide Tanks," "Wilby's Dan," "His Friend the Enemy," "Rogers of Butte," Etc., Etc. (Copyright, 1903, by William Wallace Cook) DARREL AND THE LETTERS OF JUNIUS. First, Darrel arranged the letters in sequence according to their dates. Then he began his perusal with the earliest, following through each one down to the last. The most frequent writer was one Lawrence Ormsby whose name was as often abbreviated to "Lorry" or "L.O." as signed in full. He appeared to be a devoted friend of McCloud's. The very first letter was from Ormsby, bore date at New York and the envelope showed it had reached McCloud in St. Paul. Part of it was especially significant. * * * We still have faith in you, Junius, for God knows how much those unfortunate spells, over which you have many failures, end in your undoing. It is not so hard to live the life that Other men have done worse and have retrieved themselves. Simply renounce all intercourse with this man who has your ruin. That is the first and most important thing; there is anything holy for you on earth; it, swear by that never to stake another dollar at play. * * * You say this man has a strange influence on you—a weird and malign power which you have, and that it is impossible for you to keep away from him. Nonsense! Brace up, my boy, and be a man. If you cannot do for yourself, do it for the sake of your life, the girl who is to link her fate with you, all influences are powerless to sway you, then certainly you must go your own course and forselt the esteem of all who knew you, including that of your friend, "Unfortunate spells." The words rang in Darrel's brain. A clew to their meaning was found in a brief letter bearing, in its upper, left-hand corner, the card of a New York physician. You question me as to the cause and eventual result of those recurring conditions you find it so difficult to understand. The phenomena are sensory, with all sharp-strings; played too freely by an excitement but intuitively as you develop, they grow suddenly mute, the melody of life dying out of them. Again and again the music will come creeping back, then finally fall to return from those mysterious regions until it breaks, and whither, at the last, it fits for all time. This is your knowledge and your warning, and if I write in unprofessional terms, I am yet sure that you will understand. Save yourself while there is time! The haunting phrases of this letter appealed to Darrel. He had a soul for poetry and had occasionally set his hand to verse. Although he read and re-read the written words for the mere pleasure they gave him, as a clew to the "unfortunate spells" they remained only a clew and nothing more. Among the other missives were two from a sweetheart. The heart of a woman, laid bare in the opening words of the first letter, gave Darrel pause. His own heart smote him for prying thus into the very core of McCloud's privacy. Yet had he not the right? That revolver proved a connection with Murgatroyd, and Murgatroyd, to Darrel's mind, stood all but convicted of the murder of Sturgls. The fugitive read on. The first letter was all that a lover might expect from his betrothed, but the second throbbed in every line with bitter anguish, broke the golden chain of love and released him from his vows. For all that the letters revealed bearing upon Darrel's affairs they might have been left unprofaced by stranger eyes. A sickening horror pulsed through the fugitive's veins and he hastened his reading. At the very last was this, from Ormsby: * * * I have taken the liberty to refer to you, under a communication of even date herewith, a Miss Elsie Avery with Miss Gordon. On the arrival soon in Anaconda on a peculiar mission. Any aid you may render Miss Avery and Mrs. Gordon will be gratefully received by them and deeply appreciated by me. Whatever you do in their behalf will serve to fill your mind and withdraw it from your own misfortunes. Darrel wrinkled his brow over this epistle. It suggested an unknown quantity which might play havoc with his projected equation. Every other scrap of information gleaned from the correspondence proved favorable to the fugitive's plan. This last letter of Ormsby's alone made him hesitate. Half an hour's reflection, however, decided the matter. It was a leap in the dark, but he would take it. DARREL'S LEAP IN THE DARK BRIARLED LINE IN THE DARK. With a pair of scissors taken from the sole-leather toilet-case Darrel cut off his full beard. Then he went down to the creek and brought back some water in a collapsible cup of the sort affected by travelers who have an aversion for public drinking utensils. In a small shaving mug, lettered "J. McC." in gilt monogram, he stirred up a lather with perfumed soap and silver-mounted brush. The razor had an ivory handle and the hollow-ground blade of rare and tempered steel throw off the candle light brilliantly as he drew it back and forth over the strop—the gold-mounted strop of a sybarite. Presently Darrel's white face was as smooth and clean as a child's and he studied it in the mirror and compared it line by line with the delicate features of the man in the bunk. There was a striking resemblance. Who says that fate does not favor the bold? Or that a man's fortunes are ever at so low an ebb she does not blow a straw of low across his path. Already he was a different man. But the transformation was not yet complete. Neatly laundered linen and fresh CHAPTER IX silken undergarments were among the stores of the old traveling bag. He dressed himself slowly and deliberately, by and by standing forth in the dead man's shoes and corduroys, appareled completely from head to heel. In the pockets of the garments he found many things. A silver cigar clipper, a cigar case, a seal purse containing $500 in bills, a card case, a keying, a pen-knife and a magnificent gold watch, fob and seal. His mud-splashed, brier-torn garments he left on the chair in lieu of the corduroys, disturbing nothing that had been his own. Reckoned dollar for dollar he was leaving twice the amount in valuables that he was taking. "In stepping from one life into another," he said to himself, "there must be a fair exchange. But this is better than fair. I leave with him more personal property than I appropriate and a better reputation than he has to give. I am an innocent man believed to be guilty, while he is guilty, but supposed to be innocent. His innocence must shield me while I work out my own salvation." Standing beside the bunk, Darrel gave the calm face and stony, staring eyes a long farewell look. McCloud was a young man to have "stepped aside" so early in the game of life. He had come west to live down misdeeds of the east. There was nothing strange in that, for many a man had done likewise. But he had relatives, near ones and dear friends, a sweetheart—wealth, no doubt. Darrel sighed and closed the lids over the staring eyes. He longed to cover the young face, with its evidence of suffering, but he dared do no more. Circumstances had placed Darrel in his present unpleasant plight. From now on he must pay due regard to circumstances and at all times consider them well. Moodily he paced the confines of the hut, the figurative terms of the doctor's letter running through his brain. Gradually his face grew rapt and ecstatic. He could add something to the tragic circumstances under which the body would be found. In a moment he had dropped down at the table. Tearing a yellow scrap from the paper bag that had contained the luncheon, he fumbled through the unaccustomed pockets until he had found a pencil. Then he wrote: Flight of star, or shivering beam Falling athwart the storm-cloud's wrack. Follow and find is it truth or dream. Lamp of the gods or a glow-worm's track. N. D. He was not a poet—he could not lay that flattering unction to his soul. A poet is not a man who feels but a man who can write what all men feel. This quatrain was as near as Darrel could come to analyzing, in words, the emotions of the moment. McCloud had gone into the unknown of death while this other fugitive was steering towards the unknown in life. Over the head of the bunk Darrel left his verse, impaling it on a silver of wood. Then he packed McCloud's belongings in the travelling bag and started from the hut. At the door he paused and turned, his eyes on the still form in the bunk. "I leave you here, Nathan Darrel," he said, "an innocent, well- meaning man who fared ill at the hands of others and who tried to be honest but could not be honorable. Now let us see how well Junius McCloud retrieves himself." Half an hour later he was riding through the gray dawn, mounted on the calico cayuse and with the old traveling bag fast at the saddle-cantie. CHAPTER X. DARREL AGAIN AT THE HALF WAY HOUSE. Darrel tarried for breakfast at the Half Way house. Here he had the first opportunity of testing the effectiveness of his disguise. The shrinking personality of the man in corduroys was well assumed. In dismounting at the stable, Jimmie, the hostler, wished him a brusque "howdy," then averted his face, winked at a friend standing near by and thrust his tongue in his cheek. Dislike was written large in the proprietor's face when Darrel entered the office. Darrel gave small heed to this and dropped into a chair with his eyes on a second man who happened to be in the room at that moment. This man was none other than the youth whose money Darrel had saved at Hawkbill's and who had so well repaid the debt. The young man's keen glance swept the fugitive then turned away without the slightest sign of recognition. "The sheriff went up War Eagle way last night," said the proprietor, resuming his conversation with the young man. "With the intention of investigating the explosion?" "I reckon that's it. He wants to make out whether the Sandy Bar chaps told the facts or jest rung in a version of the 'Rabian Nights onto him." "I've been up the trail and looked over the ground and there can't be the slightest doubt of what happened." There was an undertone of regret and sadness in the young man's voice. "Here's the p'int," returned the proprietor, argumentatively. "Is it possible to snake a man off in the earth in that a-way?" "Five hundred pounds of dynamite—" "I know about that. There ain't no question in my mind but that that much giant powder 'u'd lay out a rigament, but here: would it wipe out the remains of a rigament, or of even one man? It don't seem sensible, not ter THE RICHMOND PLANET, RICHMOND, VIRGINIA. me." "There wasn't a trace of the wagon left; and if the wagon was sponged out so effectually why not Darrel?" It was the same argument used by Cliff and it was unanswerable. "Well," was the dogged answer, "I'll allers have my doubts, anyways. One thing's sure: Uncle Ab was in luck ter git jounced out'n the wagon before the blow-up, an' the team was in luck ter break away from the wagon an' git out o' range. The sheriff is comin' back this afternoon an' then maybe we'll know more. Wonder who gets Murgatroyd's thousand dollars?" "It isn't likely that any one will get it." "Hardly, that's a fact. It was quick action, don't ye think?" The proprietor laughed jestingly. "The Sandy Bar boys were saved a bad job that might have looked ugly for them before they got through." "They'd have lynched Darrel if they had caught him." "Wouldn't they, though? They'd have hung him higher in Haman an', 'tween you an' me, it would have been good enough for 'im." "That's where you're wrong," said the youth, warmly; "no mob ever yet had a moral right to lynch a man—" "Oh, shucks!" "And if the Sandy Bar boys had been able to carry out their lawless designs they'd have hung a man whose guilt had yet to be proved." "You're plum crazy!" declared the proprietor. Where the discussion would have led the two is problematical. Just then the Chinaman walked through the office with his song. "Breakfus' leddy," he announced, and began hammering out the alarm in front of the door. When Darrel sat down at the table the proprietor posted himself at the dining-room entrance and watched him D. M. R. IN THE AFTERNOON HE READ AN BOOK THAT HIS DEATH IN A DAILY PAPER. IN THE AFTERNOON HE READ AN ACCOUNT OF HIS DEATH IN A DAILY PAPER. ominously. The fugitive's identity was not suspected, but the proprietor had heard of the extra plate-cleaning the day before and wanted to see if the insult would be repeated. It was not. Darrel made a half-movement to take the plate from the table, but dropped it again after a quick glance at the man in the doorway. The food was brought on, Darrel began to eat and the proprietor went away with a grim smile. Breakfast over, Darrel asked for a sheet of paper and an envelope. In a few moments he had written the following: "For the Sheriff: If you will call at the old cabin in the coulee to the left of the War Eagle trail, not far from the mine, you will find something that will interest you." He did not sign the communication, but put it into the envelope, sealed it and addressed it to "The Sheriff, on his way back to Anaconda, and left it with the proprietor for delivery. When he rode away from the tavern Darrel was reassured. His new personality had withstood the test and he knew that he could trust it until such time as it ceased to be serviceable. But one thing made him uneasy. That was the doubt, now twice expressed, that giant powder could be so comprehensive in its destructive powers. To settle his question what could be better than to have the sheriff visit the hut in the coulee? The body of a smooth-faced man would be found, but evidences would be at hand to show that a beard had been removed. Everything would point to a sudden act of self-destruction. It would be supposed that Nate Darrel, overcome with the hopelessness of his case, had done away with himself. The fact that the fugitive had escaped the explosion in some remarkable way would silence the doubters. Shortly before noon Darrel rode into Anaconda, turning aside and making for the livery barn nearest the Black-foot trail. The hostler came grinning out to receive the horse. "The calico carried you all right, eh?" the man inquired. "Very well indeed. How much do I owe you for him?" The hostler stared. "Why," he answered, "you bought him from the old man. Don't want to pay for the brute twice, do you?" Darrel wa. quick to take care of the emergency. "I mean for his keep," he answered, with a shade of annoyance. "Will you keep him here for nothing?" "You'll have to see the old man about that. He's gone home to dinner now." Darrel untied the traveling-bag from the cantle and walked down the street. He passed the "Colonel's Own," silent and almost deserted, at that hour, and was soon at the hotel where he had put up during his brief stay in town a short time before. "How do you do, Mr. McCloud," said the clerk, affably. "You're a little ahead of schedule, aren't you?" "A little." "I understood you to say you wouldn't be back until to-morrow. Two ladies called to see you, this morning, and left a card." Darrel took the card as the clerk handed it over. "Mrs. Marian Gorton," ran the printed text, and underneath was written, in pencil: "and Miss Elise Avery." "Did they leave any word?" asked Darrel, quietly. "Said they'd call to-morrow afternoon—I told them you'd be back then." This dilemma had been anticipated and Darrel knew it was not to be shirked. It was the one point of weakness in his new armor. "We've kept your old room for you," went on the clerk. "I'll have the boy take up your satchel." The boy was called and took possession of the traveling-bag. The clerk handed him a key and then Darrel followed him up stairs. CHAPTER XI DARREL FACES THE ISSUE There was a sole-leather trunk in McCloud's room. It was locked but a small key ring in a pocket of the corduroys held a key that gave access to it. No papers were found. There were two suits of clothes—both of the best quality—a supply of clean linen, cravats and other things usually found in a gentleman's wardrobe. Darrel closed the trunk disappointed and carried his search through the closet and dresser drawers. There was nothing there, all McCloud's belongings, apart from what he had taken with him in the traveling-bag, having been put away in the trunk. The eastener had told the clerk he intended to return on the morrow, but it was perfectly evident that he had imagined he might be detained much longer. Had he left Anaconda with the deliberate intention of destroying himself? When he went down stairs to dinner Darrel was revolving this question in his mind. In the afternoon he read an account of his death in a daily paper and gave diligent attention to the gruesome details. It was a long article and began with an account of the murder of Sturgis, the arrest of Darrel and his night escape from the Sandy Bar jail. Then followed a summing up of all the known facts connected with the explosion on the War Eagle trail. Nothing new was brought forward but the author of the account was not a doubter for he dwelt exhaustively on the vicarious methods of justice and pointed the whole affair with a moral. Next morning another paper had more to say on the subject. Sheriff Scatterly had returned from the hills after a personal investigation and gave it as his opinion that the escaped murderer had been hurled into eternity in substantially the manner described by the men from Sandy Bar. Abner Gryce's bronchos had run away; the wagon had collided with a boulder beside the trail, the horses had broken loose and the shock of the collision had set off the crystalized giant powder. That explained the arrival of the run-away team, practically uninjured, at the War Eagle mine. Abner Gryce had been thrown from the wagon when it took the turn, but the murderer had stayed with it. Consequently there was but one inference to be drawn. Thus far Darrel read with amused indifference. The paragraphs that followed, however, startled him and filled him with consternation. The report went on to state that Scatterly, in returning from the War Eagle mine, had had a communication handed to him at the Half Way house. Usually he took no notice of anonymous letters, but in this particular case he had made an exception. The communication had requested him to call at Kansas Joe's old cabin in Lost Horse coulee. He had gone there but, aside from evidences that the hut had been recently used, he had found nothing and no one. The letter was, therefore, looked upon as a hoax and Scatterly's aversion for unsigned messages was intensified. Darrel threw aside the paper, lighted a cigar and leaned back in his chair. A throbbing fear was leaping along his nerves. The cabin empty! Had Scatterly made a mistake and gone to the wrong place? While possible this was hardly probable. Yet, if the sheriff had made no mistake in the cabin, what had become of McCloud? Darrel got up and walked out of the hotel into the cooler air. His situation had become greatly complicated and the issue confronting him was very trying even to his iron nerves. Should he retreat? he asked himself. It would be easy to close his account at the hotel and proceed to some other part of the country. But to do that he must abandon his designs against Murgatroyd. Murgatroyd, the real murderer, would be left immune by Darrel's withdrawal from the scene. That was the point that decided the fugitive. He would face the issue, hoping that Scatterly had made some mistake, hoping that no interruption would come before Murgatroyd's guilt had been proved, hoping that the ladies he was soon to meet would request nothing of him that would lead to his discovery—hoping everything, in fact, that seemed impossible. When he re-entered the office he was his same calm, resolute self and had made up his mind to fling his defiance in the very teeth of Fate. Early in the afternoon the coming of Mrs. Gorton and Miss Avery was announced by the clerk. Darrel was in his room and went at once to the public parlor on the second floor. The two ladies were alone in the apartment and were seated near a window overlooking the street. One was rather stout and with a tinge of gray in her dark hair; the other was young, slender and with a face of rare loveliness. Both rose and turned toward Darrel as he entered. The elder advanced a step. "Mr. McCloud?" she asked. "At your service, madam," he answered with a bow. "I am Mrs. Gorton," went on the elder lady, presenting her hand with a cordial smile, "and my companion is my niece, Miss Avery." There was a settled sadness in Miss Avery's face which touched Darrel to the heart and made him ashamed of the part he was playing. The difficulties of his assumed role were to commence with this moment, as he knew full well. He barely touched Miss Avery's small white hand. "It gives me great pleasure," said he, "to meet the friends of Lorry Ormsby." "You have received Mr. Ormsby's letter?" queried Miss Avery. "That came to hand several days ago." "Here is another, Mr. McCloud," said Mrs. Gorten, tendering him a letter; "after you have read it, if you can spare the time we will tell you the nature of our errand to this part of the country. We are entire strangers here and are very grateful to Mr. Ormsby for directing us to you." They resumed their seats and Darrel drew a chair near and excused himself while he read the communication from Ormsby. The envelope was sealed, which Darrel accounted strange if it contained simply a letter of introduction. As he read, the eyes of the two ladies stole furtively to his face. They were not prepared for the sudden whiteness they saw there, the sharp, almost imperceptible compression of Darrel's thin lips, the convulsive movement of the slim, white fingers that held the sheet from which he was reading. Puzzled and interrogative glances passed between the elderly lady and her niece. Darrel seemed abstracted. He held the letter long enough to have read it half a dozen times. The writing ran as follows: Dear Junius: This will be handed you by Mrs. Gorton and Miss Avery. There is something about the man whom they are seeking which they do not know and—yet a while, I do not care to have them know—you think best you may time and when you think best you may time and information. Through private sources I have learned that the man has taken another name, and when these tactics are resorted to it is clear that something is much sorrow and would have experienced much sorrow and would have to add one straw to her burden, if it was helped. You understand, do you not? You will help them, I know, and please be a little tactful in what you do. The name now used by the one they desire is His Sturgis, Jack Sturgis. He was last heard at of Sandy Bar, near Anaenda. "Is there any bad news from Mr. Ormsby, Mr. McCloud?" asked Mrs. Gorton, in an agitated tone. "We must not anticipate, Mrs. Gorton," answered Darrel, with an encouraging smile, as he put the letter away. "If you will tell me in what way I can serve you, I shall be most happy to do all I can." "Thank you," came from Miss Avery, in a low voice. Then she looked toward her aunt as though desiring that she should make the necessary explanations. "We have come here to find Ellise's father," said Mrs. Gorton. "He has been absent from home for five years and during the last year no word what-ever has been received from him. Naturally we can draw but one inference"—she cast a hasty glance in her companion's direction—"yet, in the absence of any positive knowledge, we cannot but have some hope." Darrel bent his head thoughtfully on his hand. The next moment the girl's voice came to him tremulously. "What would you advise us to do, Mr. McCloud?" "Please describe your father to me," he returned, looking. She did so. A glint darted into Darrel's eyes. Between the Sturgis he knew and the man described by Miss Avery there were material differences. "Elise speaks of her father as she saw him last, five years ago," spoke up Mrs. Gorton. "He must have changed since he came west." "You have not seen your father for five years?" asked Darrel, his eyes on the girl's face. "No." "And it has been a year since you heard from him?" "Yes." "From what part of Montana did his last letter come?" "Every Helper." "From Helena." "Then do you not think that Helena would be the best place to go and search for him?" "Mr. Ormsby has instituted some inquiries and thought it best for us to come here, meet you and, if you would be so good as to help us, go on to Sandy Bar." In a measure, Ormsby had cut the ground out from under Darrel's feet. He had with'held from the girl the assumed name of her father but had named the locality where he might be found. Ormsby was inconsistent. Not only that, but he had heaped upon Darrel the unforeseen results of his inconsistency. "What is your father's full name, Miss Avery?" Darrel inquired. "Ezra Avery." Again Darrel lapsed into silence. "Again Darrel lapsed into silence. "I shall do my utmost to help you," said he, finally, "and will make your cause my own. There are no other demands upon my time and I can give this my undivided attention. But I shall want you to agree to one thing beforehand." "What is that, Mr. McCloud?" returned Mrs. Gorton. "I shall want you to let me have entire charge of the search for Mr. Avery." "We shall be grateful to you for relieving us of that responsibility," said the girl. "I am a peculiar man, in some respects," resumed Darrel. "I shall put my heart and soul into this matter and you must trust my judgment implicitly. If I seem dilatory, or if I do things you cannot understand, will you continue to have confidence in me even though I offer no explanations?" A puzzled look crossed the elder lady's face. Her companion, however, gave an affirmative answer. "And I am to have complete charge," added Darrel; "everything is in my hands even to the point of communicating with the authorities. You have not spoken with any one in Anaconda concerning your mission? "We called yesterday to see the sheriff," said Mrs. Gorton, "but he was out of town." "I will attend to everything," announced Darrel, briefly. "We had intended going at once to Sandy Bar—" began Mrs. Gorton. Darrel shook his heac decidedly. "It is a rough mining camp and you must not go there until such a move is absolutely necessary." "We are to remain in Anaconda?" asked Miss Avery. "For the present that will be best." When they rose to leave both ladies thanked him again, the younger one impulsively giving her hand. A sunny light all but dispelled the sadness of her face. Hope was struggling to assert itself and Darrel was the cause. Long after they had left him he sat in a chair by the window, the fair, sorrowful features of the girl plainly before his eyes. Never before had he felt as he felt then. He was involved in a hopeless tangle. CHAPTER XII FOUR weeks followed, weeks of vacillation during which Darrel fenced with necessity in the effort to gain time. He saw Mrs. Gorton and Miss Avery almost daily, calling at the private boarding place where they had taken their lodgings. Often he took them driving and they paid many visits to various mines in the surrounding country. And wherever they went there was but one question in the girl's anxious eyes. Both the girl and her aunt were most patient. The dragging, unfruitful days must have told heavily upon them but they proved their trust in Darrel by refraining to question him in any manner. Fatalism took insidious root in Darrel's brain during those four weeks. Hitherto he had been sufficient unto himself; now he was coming to believe that Fate knew thoroughly the end of the game and simply dallied with him. There was a cause for this revulsion of principles. That cause lay with Elise Avery herself. At first there was a wholesome, uplifting delight for Darrel in simply being near the girl. He would watch her covertly and, if detected, would shift his gaze guiltily, feeling like a thief. He knew every graceful curve of her face, every fold of her soft, lunifoot hair, every movement of form or trick of manner. Her eyes opened mysterious voids, wide as Heaven and deep as space, set with vague delights that passed his understanding. He did not arouse in her the same interest that she aroused in him. Not once, despite his efforts, had she been beguiled out of the deep shadow of grief; not once did she take note of his actions or pay the slightest heed to them. She was grateful to him and showed it in every way. But gratitude was not all that he had hoped to inspire. Let it stand to Darrel's credit that the nature of the girl's mission to that part of the west was a sufficient barrier between them. The circumstances surrounding that mission laid icy hands upon them and pressed them apart. Yet, had these circumstances been different, the matter could not have been otherwise. Through Darrel's brain, in those days, beat fiercely the words of the Mexicana: "You may be honest but you cannot be honorable." Even when he cried out against the harshness of the judgment he recognized his own unworthiness. Although his changing, manner toward Elise escaped her, it was not so with her aunt. Mrs. Gorton was troubled. At the end of the four weeks Mrs. Gorton contrived an interview with Darrel that did its part towards bringing the vacillation to an end. This is what Mrs. Gorton conveyed to him: The fate of Elise's father was not alone responsible for her sadness and melancholy. There had been an unfortunate affair of the heart, a misunderstanding, and a lover as well as a father had gone out of the girl's life. Nevertheless, that shattered dream had become a part of Elise's existence. The longing that somehow and in some way the paths of herself and her lover might cross buoyed her up and gave her strength to face the future. This information was more than enough for Darrel. When he left Mrs. Gorton, after that interview, he was a fatalist and courted the arrows of outrageous fortune. The end of the game could not come too quickly. His resolve to return to Sandy Bar was further strengthened by a letter from Ormsby. Ormsby complained of receiving no word from McCloud and stated that, as business matters called him west, he had planned to halt for a time at Anaconda and would greet his friend in person within the next ten days. So Darrel once more rode out of Anaconda along Blackfoot trail. But this time Mrs. Gorton and Miss Avery went with him. They insisted and he could not refuse. A lumbering old stage coach made the outward trip on alternate days. In this the little party engaged passage and whipped out of Anaconda in a driving storm. The storm may have been an evil omen. Darrel's mind was now prone to induce in such speculations and he afterward so regarded it. (TO BE CONTINUED.) MARRIAGE BY PROXY A GUINEU CASE OF "FON HEARTS ACROSS THE SEA." Romance. Cupid's latest achievement was the uniting of two fond hearts, although the broad Atlantic rolled between the lovers. Berend Polak, of New York, went to the pier last week and welcomed a bride to whom he had been married a month before by proxy. As soon as the gang plank had been lowered one of the first to trip gayly down to the dock was Mrs. Polak, who was Miss Wilhelmina Courlander, who, perceiving her anxiously awaiting husband in the large throne, by means of a previously arranged signal code of handkerchiefs, rushed joyously to him. After a tender exchange of greetings the couple left the pier in a cab. A small party of their relatives and intimate friends were assembled in a restaurant up town, and congratulations were extended to the newly wedded pair. When the luncheon was finished, the little party disbanded, and Mr. Polak escorted his wife to a cozy home in East One Hundred and Nineteenth street, which the young husband had managed to furnish and have in readiness for the reception of his bride when she had completed her long journey of over 3,000 miles. Their romance began in Holland when they were children. Together they attended the same school. When Berend Polak grew toward manhood he kissed Wilhelmina good-by and came to America to make a fortune and a home. Saving every cent and dollar possible, young Polak had sufficient money to enable him to marry. When he was ready to arrange for the ceremony he and his wife to be decided that a most appropriate climax to their romantic courship would be a wedding out of the ordinary. Dozens of letters passed between them, in which it was agreed that the marriage should take place by proxy. The day when this strange marriage was to take place was specified in the contracts, and on that day, at a particular time, each of the couple had to attend church, accompanied by witnesses A woman arranging boxes in a shop. HEROINE OF BONBON ROMANCE. where the marriage ceremony was gone through. Stories of romances growing out of notes sent in bottles and cigar boxes have been told and printed numerously lately, but it has remained for a York (Pa.) candy factory girl to select a more appropriate vehicle for opening correspondence with the man who now declares he is her affinity. She is Miss Daisy Armpriester, who sent her message in a box of confections known as "Sweetheart Kisses." It was in the midst of the busy season at the factory at York preceding the Christmas holidays, that Miss Armpriester, in a spirit of fun, wrote her name and address upon a card, with the request that if the finder be a gentleman to make himself known to her by letter. She placed the card in the box, which as it now develops, found its way to Grand Forks, B. C., where the missive nestling among the sweets, fell into the hands of Aaron Sweezy, a prosperous bachelor, 28 years old. A great many letters have since passed between the two, and Sweezy proposed marriage, and in his last letter expressed his intention of coming to York to visit the girl who puts the final touches to "Sweetheart Kisses." If there be no parental objections—Miss Armpriestler is but 18 years old—the romance which had its beginning in the candy factory may yet end at the altar. One forenoon Mr. and Mrs. Van Wagenen, of Fulton, N. Y., received a telegram from their daughter, who was at boarding school in New York. If read: "I am coming home with my husband." That same evening the doorbell rang, and the parents, who had not yet recovered from the surprise of the telegram, opened the door to their daughter, who brought in a young man, whom she introduced, as "my husband, Mr. Hatch." The parents had to submit, but their relief was unbounded when they discovered their daughter had married Edward F. 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The alleged murderers are in jail patiently awaiting the time when they will be discharged upon one technicality or another and told to "go in peace and sin some more." THE Petersburg, Va., correspondent of the Richmond, Va., NEWS LEADER, in the issue of that journal of May 28th, said: "The new law requiring the separation of the races on the street-cars, which is being carefully enforced here, has unquestionably affected the railway company's receipts. While the Negroes have behaved well and given no trouble, they have in large measure ceased riding in the cars. Formerly they rode very freely, and their patronage found an important item in the company's cash account." This is the admission which shows plainly the attitude of the colored people in Richmond, Manchester and Petersburg. The company is losing money in Richmond, for the most casual observer can see the difference in the street-car travel in this locality. If the colored people can continue to walk for twelve months, the solution of the problem will be found. There is no law upon the statute books of Virginia requiring a separation of the races upon the street-cars of either Richmond, Manchester, or Petersburg and the officials of this street-car company know it. In all of the other cities of the commonwealth white and colored people are permitted to ride any where they please, and so it should be in Richmond. Walking is good now. Use witch-hazel and salt water, colored folks, and stay off the street-cars. THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT handed down an opinion Tuesday, May 31st, 1904, involving the right of an accused person in the Philippines, which is territory of the United States, to demand trial by jury. The case was that of DORR and O'BRIEN. The accused were charged with criminal libel and were denied the right of trial by jury. The court ruled that, in the absence of Congressional enactment granting such a right, the right of trial by jury could be legally denied. Mr. Justice HARLAN (Republican) dissented and is quoted as follows: "In his dissenting opinion, Justice Harlan said that where the rights of ten million people were involved he felt constrained to dissent. He did not believe that the provision of the Federal Constitution as to grand and petit juries related to mere me holds of procedure, and were not fundamental in their nature." And again "In my opinion," he continued, "the guarantees for the protection of life, liberty, and property embodied in the Constitution, were for the benefit of all, of whatever race or nativity, either in the States composing the Union or in any Territory, however acquired, over which and for the independence of which the United the United States may exercise the power conferred upon it by the Constitution. "The Constitution declares that 'no person' (not 'no American citizen') shall be held to answer for a capital or otherwise infamous crime, except on presentment or indictment of a grand jury, and the unanimous verdict of a petit jury composed of twelve persons. The conclusion reached by the court is so obviously forbidden by the Constitution that I cannot regard the judgment of this court otherwise than as an amendment to the Constitution by judicial action, when another mode of amendment is expressly provided for in that instrument." There you have it. No indictment of an august tribunal could have been encouched in stronger language. It is evident that every fibre of fair-play in the stalwart frame of this able Kentuckian revolted at this manifest usurpation of power and nullification of the specific provisions of the Constitution of the United States itself. His denominating the decision as an amendment of the Constitution by judicial action will pass into history as one of the few sentences aptly applied to truly remarkable conditions. The rebake was supplemented by other allusions which were no doubt keenly felt by his judicial associates and may be found in the following tense, but forceful utterances of one of the most distinguished jurists in the civilized world. "Granting that trial by jury might be sometimes inconvenient in the administration of criminal justice in the Phip pines, Justice Harlan observed, 'but we knew that when we acquired them by treaty.'" Such inconveniences, he maintained, were of slight moment compared with the danger of judicial amendments to the Constitution." It may yet come to pass that one of these cases may prove "the straw that broke the camel's back," and an aroused public sentiment may force the issue as to whether the Constitution itself is to be nullified by a Czar-like power which at present listens only to the sireen voice of expediency and commercialism while Justice and Mercy mourn in sadness at the doors of the temple, and outraged humanity cries aloud to God for vengeance. The nullification of the rights of the THE PLANET POSTAGE STAMPS OF A HIGHER DEMONSTRATION THAN TWO CENTS NOT RECEIVED ON SUBSCRIPTIONS WE PLANET is issued weekly. The subscription price is $1.00 per week. There are FOUR WAYS by which money can be by mail at our risk. In a Post Office Money Order, by Bank Check or Draft, or an Ex Post Office Order, by Order not paid, none of these can be received in a registered Money Order. You can buy a Money Order at your Post Office, payable at the Richmond Post Office, and we will be responsible for its arrival. 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Last year, the management of the Virginia Passenger and Power Company presented the stock-holders with a costly strike and this year, the present is a costly "Jim Crow" car regulation. COLORED men, cultivate a friendly relationship with the better class of whites, both North and South, and be extra-polite in your dealings with them. Do not let your irritated feelings against the hoodium white elements, who have abused and maltreated us cause you to needlessly offend those who are speaking in your behalf. THE following telegraphic report explains itself: "Indianapolis, Ind., May 30th.—A band of young white men, who organized three years ago under the name of 'Bungalos,' began unprovoked attacks on Negroes last night and attempted to hang a Negro boy on the Capitol grounds. The police were called to the scene and fired several shots into the air before the band would release its victim. "The Negro was set upon by the 'Bungalos,' overpowered, and a rope placed around his neck. His cries attracted a crowd and a riot call was sent into police headquarters." This boy had committed no crime. The officers simply made the would-be murderers release the victim and there is no account of any arrests having been made or punishment meted. It may be some time yet before the colored people will see it as we have stated, but it is a "mighty poor" Negro, who will not protect himself and very short-sighted ones, who will not arrange to protect each other. The remedy for the mob is a double-barrelled shot-gun or a repeating rifle, applied on the spot, and handled by a person, who has his pass-ports for heaven and the nerve to go there by the bu'let, rope or any other route. LET us presume that the persons charged with the following heinous crime were colored and the victim white and then come to a full realization of the number of articles which would have appeared in the daily papers commenting upon the deprivation of the Negro and his reversion to barbarism. "MUSKOGEE, O, T., May 30"—Four white men are in the Federal jail here charged with murder of Robert Sund- LOSING MONEY. THE TRIAL BY JURY. THE RICHMOND PLANET, RICHMOND, VIRGINIA colored man is being followed by a train of evils and the ship of state is drifting steadily to the shoals of anarchy and the rocks of revolution. Truly are we in the midst of troublesome times when a UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT JUDGE is forced to cry aloud and spare not, as he witnesses the assassination by his colleagues of the fundamental principles of the republic. A WEEK'S NEWS CONDENSED. Thursday, May 26 Thomas W. Brennan and Daniel Tautis, farmers, near Sioux City, Ia., were killed by a single bolt of lightning. A snowmist raged for 12 hours over Montana, the fall being from one o six inches and the temperature 27 degrees. While digging a well at Springdale, Pa., three laborers were overcome by gas and died shortly after being taken out. Secretary of War Taft has returned to Washington from the Adirondack mountains, very much improved in health. The electric light and tramway plants and the telephone system in the Panama Canal zone have been bought up by a syndicate of American capitalists. Friday, May 27. Andrew Wayne, of Tower City, Pa., was killed by lightning while on his way home from work. Six prisoners dug through the steel ceiling and a brick wall in the Greenup, Ky., jail and escaped. A dispatch from Rome says Cardinal Satelli when in Washington will request an audience with President Roosevelt. Secretary of the Navy Moody has recovered from his recent indisposition and resumed his duties at the navy department. J. P. Morgan & Co., of New York, announce that the transfer of $40,000,000 to Paris to pay for the Panama canal have been completed. Saturday. May 28. Cardinal Satolli sailed from Naples for the United States on the steamer Princess Irene. The Republic of Panama has passed a law to establish a national bank, with a capital of $1,000,000. In a fire that destroyed the Farmers' hotel at Lawton, Okla., two guests were burned to death and two others fatally injured. Louis Rothhaas, of Wilkesbarre, Pa., while despondent from ill health, hanged himself on his dining room door and was dead when found. At his own request, Rear Admiral Philip H. Cooper, commander of the Asiatic station, will be relieved of his command in October and retired. Monday, May 30. President Roosevelt received about $30 school children from New York and Baltimore. The Metcalfe Machine Shops, at Quincy, Pa., were destroyed by fire, entailing a loss of $30,000. Advocates of William R. Hearst for president control the Hawaiian convention for election of delegates. Viewers awarded $25,000 damages to B. J. McGrann, to be paid by Lancaster city, for running a sewer through his farm. The jury who heard the case against James Gillespie, charged with murdering his twin sister at Rising Sun, Ind., failed to agree after 42 hours and were discharged. Tuesday, May 31. The German tran-port ship Pisa, with 1500 officers and men, arrived at Newport News, Va. The New York University will confer the degree of doctor of laws on ex-Secretary of War Eilhu Root. The American colony in the City of Mexico has invited ex-President Cleveland to address them on July 4. The wages of 30,000 berry pickers in the fruit belt of Delaware was cut 25 per cent. by an agreement of the leading growers. Judge Prunell, of the federal court of North Carolina, has appointed V. E. McBee co-receiver of the Atlantic and North Carolina railroad. Wednesday, June 1. The United States supreme court has adjourned until next October. The Pennsylvania Railroad company has laid off 1100 shopmen at Columbus, O. Charles M. Schwab, former president of the United States Steel Corporation, has sailed for Europe. Rear Admiral Mortimer L. Johnson, U. S. N., has been retired on age. He entered the navy in 1859. Hiram Stanley, a young business man of Anderson, Ind., was stoned to death by unknown assailants. The motive is not known. The Los Angeles convention of the Brotherhood of Locomotive Engineers elected M. Cadle, of Sedalia, Mo., first assistant chief engineer. GENERAL MARKETS Philadelphia, Pa., June 1. — Flour steady; winter superfine, $3.25@3.4;. Penna, roller, clear, $4.40@4.70; city mills, fancy, $5.25@5.35. Rye flour quiet; $4.20 per barrel. Wheat firm; No. 2 Penna red, $1.05@1.54; Corn firm; No. 2 white, clipped, $4.8c; lower grades, 46c. Hay steady; No. 1 timothy $17.50@18 large bales. Pork firm; family, $16. Beef steady; beef hams, $20@21. Live poultry, hens, 14c; old roosters, 10c. Dressed poultry, choice owls, 14c. Old roosters, creamers, creamer corn, Eggs steady; New York and Penna, 18c. Potatoes steady, 55c@1 per bushel. Baltimore, Md., June 1. — Wheat dull; spot contract, $1.02@1.02;. spot No. 2 red western, $1.03@1.03; steamer No. 2 red, $92@93%c; south corn, $1.03%c; steamer No. 25@52%c; steamer mixed, 50@50%c; southern white corn, 51@58%c; southern yellow corn, 51@58%c; steamed No. 2 white, 48%c; No. 2 mixed, 45c. Rye dull; uptown, Butter firm @75%c; Butter firm, Fancy imitation, 19@20c; do, creamery, 25@ 26c; do, ladle, 15@16c; store packed, 12@13c. Eggs firm; 17 dozen. Live Stock Markets. Union Stock Yards, Pittsburgh, Pa. June 1—Cattle strong; choice, $5.45@ 5.50; prime, $9.25@5.50; fair, $4.20@ 4.50; medium, $3.50; fair, $5.00@ 5; medium, $5.05; heavy Yorkers, $5.05@5.05; light Yorkers, $4.95@5. pigs, $4.70@4.85; roughs, $3.50@4.10. medium sheep; medium sheep, $2.35@5.25 common sheep; sheep, $2@3; choices lambs, $6@6.15; veal calves, $4.75@5. SENATOR QUAY LAID AT REST Crowds at Church Where Funeral Services Were Held. BEAUTIFUL FLORAL TRIBUTES Beaver, Pa., June 1.—The last chapter in the history of Matthew Stanley Quay, United States senator from Pennsylvania and for nearly half a century a principal figure in the politics A. Senator M. S. Quay. of the state, was closed, when all that was mortal of him was carried to the family burial lot in the quaint little cemetery just on the outskirts of the borough, followed by the chief executive of the state, representatives of the president, senators and congressmen, the lawmakers of the state, mayors of the principal cities of the commonwealth, and a small army of the dead chieftain's political workers from all parts and his neighbors from all over the Beaver valley. It was the largest funeral ever seen here, and on all sides nothing but good words of tribute to the dead were to be heard. Immediately after the service and as the body was being escorted to the cemetery the court house bell tolled, and every one along the flag-draped streets bared his head as the cortere passed. Before the church services began there was a private family service at the Quay residence in the morning. The leave-taking was silent and sad. There were brief services by the Rev. J. R. Ramsey, D. D., pastor of the First Presbyterian church, consisting of a prayer and a few brief words of consolation to the family. Only the family went to the little bedroom above the senator's beloved library and took a last look at their dead. As the seating capacity of the church is limited to 600, it was reserved for the senatorial, congressional, legislative, municipal and political delegations. The services were marked by simplicity. Rev. Dr. Appleton Bass, of the Methodist Episcopal church, offered the opening prayer. A passage from the Scriptures was read by the Rev. Mr. Fields, from the Church of Christ, and Rev. J. S. Ramsey, pastor of the First Presbyterian church, delivered the funeral oration. The closing prayer was offered by the Rev. R. P. Miller, of the United Presbyterian church. The organist's choir from Christ's Methodist Episcopal church of Pittsburg furnished the music, the quartette singing Senator Quay's favorite hymns, "Lead, Kindly Light," and "Abide With Me." The service at the cemetery was the brief committal service of the Presbyterian church, and at its conclusion the family and all the visiting friends of the dead senator quietly left the cemetery, the former going to the Quay homestead and the latter to their special trains waiting to take them to Pittsburgh. Among the notable floral tributes placed around the bier in the church was the wreath of peonies and white roses sent by President Roosevelt. One of the largest of the floral remembrances was a large tree stump, made of white carnations set in a field of peonies, roses and illies of the valley. It bore a card bearing the name of Israel W. Durham. James P. McNichol sent a large sheaf of wheat, set in roses, illies of the valley and white carnations. Among the large figures was a Maltese cross, the corps mark of the 13th Pennsylvania Reserves, of which Senator Quay was the colonel. A large white Masonic apron, made of carnations, was the floral tribute of St. James' Lodge, of this borough, of which the senator was a member. During the two and one-half hours the body lay in state several thousand people viewed the remains. QUAY'S SUCCESSOR Several Names Mentioned, But Sibley Only Avowed Candidate. Pittsburg. June 1.—With the large gathering of politicians from state and country here after the burial of Senator Quay, it was inevitable that much talk of his successor should be indulged in. While there was no informal conference of leaders, it was informally understood that nothing definite would be done in this direction until the return to Philadelphia of Israel Durham. He is expected to reach that city on Saturday from the west, and shortly afterward a conference will be held and decisive action taken. Quite a number of men have been mentioned as worthy to succeed Senator Quay, the more prominent among them being John P. Elkin, William Flinn, George T. Oliver and H. C. Frick, but Joseph C. Sibley, the present congressman from Venango county, up to the present time is the only avowed candidate. His candidacy was announced by his fellow-townsman and friend, General Charles Miller, of Franklin. TRIBUTES TO HERO DEAD President Roosevelt Spoke to Large Audience at Gettysburg. Gettysburg, Pa., May 31. On historic Cemetery Hill, overlooking ground hallowed by the blood of 50,000 brave men, and in the presence of a concourse of thousands who had assembled to pay tribute to the memory of the nation's dead, President Roosevelt delivered a notable address. On nearly the same spot, on November 19, 1862. President Lincoln delivered the immortal address enunciating principles which have run around the world for more than a third of a century. President Roosevelt was escorted to the cemetery on the battlefield by a body of several hundred veterans of the Civil War. The president and his special escort were preceded by several organizations, including a squadron of United States cavalry, the Third United States Artillery and the Marine Band, of Washington, which had been ordered here for the occasion. Mrs. Roosevelt and other members of the president's party followed in carriages. The rear of the procession consisted of civic organizations and citizens in carriages. The president was then introduced by Governor Pennypacker. As he rose to speak a dowpour of rain began and continued throughout the time he addressed the Leat assemblage. He was accorded an enthusiastic reception, notwithstanding the rain, and the crowd of 10,000 people in the cemetery remained to hear the address despite the thorough drenching it received. Flowers For McKinley's Grave Canton, O. May 31.—Floral offerings from widely separated portions of the country were received by Mrs. McKinley to be placed on the tomb of her husband. Among those who sent memorials were President and Mrs. Roosevelt, the president sending a large wreath of various white flowers; Mrs. Roosevelt sent a beautiful bouquet of American Beauty roses. Mrs. McKinley drove to Westland Cemetery and placed on the casket three large bunches of flowers, one of white carnations, the second of pink carnations and smilax and the third of assorted flowers. The Blue and Gray Join Hands The Blue and Gray Join Hands. Florence, S. C., May 31.—The G. A. R. and the Florence Blue and Gray Memorial Association held joint exercises at both the Confederate and National Cemeteries, a custom that has been observed for the past five years. After services at each of the cemeteries flowers were placed on both Confederate and Union graves. Former soldiers of both armies were among those taking part in the exercises. OLEO LAW UPHELD Opinion of United States Supreme Court Declares It Constitutional. Washington, June 1.—The supreme court of the United States, in an opinion by Justice White, upheld the constitutionality of the oleomargarine law. Leo W. McRay sued the United States in the southern district of Ohio to recover $50 paid by him as a penalty for the sale of a 50-pound package of colored oleomargarine containing a stamp tax of three-quarters of a cent a pound instead of 10 cents a pound. McRay's counsel argued, first, that although the "oleo" was colored to look like butter, the color was obtained by the use of butter, which was itself artificially colored, but the use of which as an ingredient in the manufacture of "oleo" was authorized by law; and, second, that the tax of 10 cents a pound was prohibitive and confiscatory and an attempted federal usurpation of the police powers of the states. The court therefore affirmed the judgment of the lower court, upholding the validity of the law and the tax. The chief justice and Justices Brown and Peckham dissented. FRANCE TO AID CAPTIVES Minister at Tangier May Effect Release of Perdicaris and Varley. Paris, June 1.—Foreign Minister Delcasse, in consequence of a communication from the state department at Washington, transmitted through Ambassador Porter, has telegraphed instructions to the French minister at Tangier to use his utmost endeavors to obtain the release of Ion Perdicaris and Cromwell Varley. American officials are hopeful that French influence with the Moroccan government, together with the presence of the American fleet at Tangier, will secure an adjustment of the affair. Reports through French official channels show that Raissuf's demand for ransom is $70,000. There is the highest authority for the statement that an attack on Tangier or an expedition against the brigands will be followed by the immediate murder of the captives. Ban On Toy Pistols. Cleveland, June 1. The city council passed an ordinance making it a misdemeanor to use, give away or sell a toy pistol or blank cartridge in this city on the Fourth of July. The ordinance is the result of recent action taken by the Academy of Medicine, which showed that a number of persons died from tetanus last year following the celebration of the nation's anniversary. Chester Has Murder Myster Chester, Pa., June 1. —The body of an unknown white man was found by County Detective Berry on the property of Dr. Charles Horne at Essington. Two wounds on the head, evidently inflicted with a hatchet which was found nearby, indicate that the man had been murdered. The body had been partly burned. Nothing was found on the body except three keys. M. E. CONFERENCE ADJOURNS Constitution Amended to Provide For Bishops of Any Race Los Angeles, Cal., May 30. — The Methodist general conference of 1904 adjourned sine die today after holding a memorial service. The last business session was held Saturday night, and the closing hour witnessed a deluge of committee reports and resolutions. The conference voted by practically a unanimous vote to amend the constitution so as to provide for the election of bishops of other than the white race. Raise For Railroad Telegraphers. 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"Unless it is a good beating by a man who meets him in a fair fight and flicks him well." This is the philosophy of John F. Donohue, aidman and magistrate in Wilkesbarre, Pa. Two years ago he was on the bench, when a big, rough fellow was brought before him upon a charge of wife-beating. "You've been up here before on the same charge," said Judge Donohue, speaking to the prisoner. "How long are you going to keep this up?" "As long as I want to," answered the defendant. "A woman needs a beat- CRIED IN VAIN FOR MERCY. ing once in awhile—it makes her behave. "Well, let's hope this will make you behave," cried the judge. It was summer and he threw off his light coat, pushed aside several chairs and vaulted over the rolling. And then and there he administered such a beating that before the man at the bar—or who had been there—new what was happening, he was a whipped man. He cried in vain for mercy until he gave his solemn promise, never to strike his wife again. Then the justice released him. "That proved to me that all wifebeaters are cowards," said the judge, "and you know there's nothing a coward fears more than physical pain." That's why the judge is going to ask the next legislature in Pennsylvania to establish a whipping post such as they have now in Delaware. --- Thoroughness for Wife-Beaters. A Be Be os 4, 1904, HAN = ez) alle 0 TDN sic No, not alone, I'd cross life's ocean wild, Bui close beside Thee as a lcete child, 1 yearn to gu: Leaving cach step 10 Tee, forsaking pride, Gleavine to Ther, my “Counselor” and! Guide," : ‘Nor fear the foe. i Never a dread of what the dawn may bring, Never a doubt that Thou wilt do the thing Thy: Word has (old; Mover a doubt thet Tacu for me wilt care, ‘And mid the “Mansions” one for me pret pare Within the ford, ‘Tro ines of the fed are ciothea in white, here shines upon them rays so wondreus Diente That eyes grow dim; ‘And to the spartow how Thy care dost end, ‘And food tn plenty e’en to these doth send, Betause of iim, Ss fear of hunger then, for Thou will feed; nok’ of ratments hou suppllest cack eed ‘Avove demand: ‘NO yearning after things of earthly bound, ‘Only in Thee my heart's desire is found Lord, hold my hana! Aus Rutt 3:'Win int in N.Y. Observer. CHARACTER PHOTOGRAPHY. ‘Wonders, Natural and Spiritual, That Are Only Developed in Times of ‘Stress and Darkness. Phillips Brooks said: “The times that make us weakest and that force our weakness most upon us and make ‘us most know how weak we are—those re ovr coronation-days, the days of ‘sickness, days of temptation, days of doubt, days of discouragement, days of bereavement and days of aching lone- lnese, which come when the strong Voice is silent, the dear face is gone. ‘Those are the days when christ sees most clearly the cross of our need upon our foreheads and comes to serve us with His love.” ‘When the sun is eclipsed, the astron- omer is able to see the fountains of glowing hydrogen that rise out of the inner substance of it and project their splendors for thousands and thousand: of miles beyond its surface. So, writes “Rev. A. < ‘ich, in Character Pho- tography, en the light is shut out of our lives there is often revealed a beauty we might not otherwise see. So ‘we sing: “Rather watking with Him by faith imo sralting suc ta tae Tete ‘The Aipine guide blindfelds the ner- ‘vous traveler as they cross the terrible chasm. There is no danger, but to the ‘unaccustomed eye it seems terrific. ‘Thus our heavenly Guide puts the shadow of a hand across our vision. It shut out the light that might blur and mar our faith: *4 €o not ask my crows to’underatane, My way to eee: Duatiic tu serdtete fuss to seal Thy: hand And follow Thee." Edison thus tells the story of the invention of the phonograph: “I was singing one day into the mouthpiece of a telephone, when my finger touched a wire that pricked it. It sug- gested the idea of the phonograph and I worked it out; but I had a good many barned fingers before it was complet- ed." So, under the biting acids char- acter is crystallized, trouble has its Temedial side and sorrow is ever transmuted, ‘There is a new idea in developing pictures. It is that heat accelerates chemical action and that a hot devel- oping fluld makes better negative, This is also true in the chemistry of life, Selfishness and carnality are burned out of the heart by the hot de- Veloper of affliction. And as the purest ore comes from the hoitest furnace, 80 the noblest souls are refined in the hot- test fires. Tribulation, affliction and oppression are the alchemists by whom the dross is etherealtzea, the carnal spixitualized and the baser metal is transmuted into pure gold. When Michael Angelo tad become blind and decrepit with age, he was led, morning by morning, into the Tuseum of the Vatican, that he might delight his artistic sense by passing his hand over the wonderful. torsos. wae the deprivation of sight that brought the cunning of the master- hand into closer fliowship with the canvas and the marble. The develop. ing process is not always easy. We shrink from the dark-room with its Dditing acids and submerging process. But we must not judge before the time, only lie still until He traces all the lineaments, until all the features come out, until He brings to light the hidden things, and all will be made plain: Sen tel ee atetve andWerk and ‘wally ihe cies Go Stes Coen sie ary in ournich We, too, may"cread thelandor aye ne Where Ged, he Lard. teehee Alone in the dark-room! There are trials no one else can share, burdens we must bear alone. Sometimes these are awful hours of darkness and gloom, And sc in our lives. At times it is Pitch dark, every star in the sky of hope gone out. Then, when we are nearly exhausted. weariel and worn, We see a shadow, a light, and we hear & voice out of the darkness. It says: “It is 1." "Tis the Master. It is the light and we are safe. SS ae an aga eet 9 Men are wearing out their lives in Worry, not in work. We must begin to live for God more thoroughly, ‘Whose band is on the helm of the ‘un{- verse? Not ours. Many of us are try- ing to carry the labors of the deck pilot. Drop them! God never asked us to do more than we have time and strength for.—Rev. Ozora 8. Davis. USE OF ORDINARY LIVES. In the Service of God Very Common Talents Accomplish Very Un- common Results, Not one of the 12 apostles would have left a trace in history if it had not been for the companionship of Christ, the training He gave them, His. | ae who was in them, says the Bos- fon Congregationalist. Paul might have been merely a name, as pupil of Gamaliel and rabu., in the wilderness of Jewish tradition, if Christ had not claimed him for His own. Peter calis himself a messenger, Paul and James call theniselves bond servants, so whol- ly do they feel that their claim upon the attention of the world is that they Tepresent their Master. These were all ordinary lives, and all but that of Paul unmarked by genius or opportunity un- til they received the mark and became the instruments of the extraordinary, the ideal, the central man, Jesus Christ, Most of us have known such men and women whose remarkable influence in their own circle—or even far beyond— grew out of resources which they drew from faith and experience with Christ. ‘Their confidence was not self-contt dence, thelr power was given them from above. They were just ordinary people, of like passions and experiences with ourselves, but sharing gifts from above. The secret of their charm and Power is simply this, that Christ makes use of them and they ate glad to be with Him and do His will. Such ordi- mary men and women used for great help, if they defined their life would say, “No longer I, but Christ liveth in me.” Such is the testimony of Flor- ‘ence Nightingale: “If I could give you information of my life {t would be te show how a woman of very ordinary ability has been led by God in strange and unaccustomed paths to do in His service what He has done in her. And if I could tell you all, you would see how God has done all, and I nothing T have worked hard, very hard, that i: all; and I have never refused God any- thing.” ‘These ordinary fives are powerful with us because they are close to us ‘When one speaks from aloft or from afar his voice grows cold in passage tc us. But the friend, the brother, sister mother, who lives at once with Christ and at our side, proves to our hearts im warmth of sympathy that Christ's power in plain lives is a living reality. There is great diversity of callings, but the work is one, and behind the work —our work—is He who made apostle: and martyrs out of the peasants and fishermen and publicans of Galilee. The conditions which make such : ‘use of our lives possible are faith and energy. Faith means the giving over of our lives to God for such a use as He shall choose to make of them. En. ergy finds its opportunity in obedience and service. It is the paradox of the Christian life that power comes witt surrender. He that loseth his life shal’ save it. When we hold our lives fo Christ we hold them at once more loosely and more powerfully than be- fore. They may consist of only ordl. nary powers in humdrum circum: stances, but Christ will use them. An¢ we may not measure the value or the fruits of His chosen use, any more thar Peter could have foreseen or foretole the fruits of his life consecration te the teacher who became his Saviour y and his Lord. WORDS OF WISDOM. For, whoever would be fafrer, {1 Iumination must begin in the soul, The face catches the glow only from that side.—William C. Gannett. Tt ts only by fidelity in little things that a true and constant love to God can be distinguished from a passing fervor of spirit—Fenelon. Beautiful is the activity which works for good, and beautiful the stillness which waits for good; blessed the self-sacrifice of the one, blessed the self-forgetfulness of the other.— Robert Collyer. I do not in my best moods think of death, but of life, I would live as though there was no such thing in the world as death for me or for others. I would live with my thoughts amid things that endure, in work and duty and love, until death Itself fs con- sumed in life, the resurrection going on day by day, th’s mortal putting on immortality.—Horatio Stebbins. Every time a man passes from re- sentment to forgiveness, from cruelty to compassion, from hardness to ten- derness, from Indifference to careful- ness, from selfishress to honesty, from honesty to generosity, from gen- erosity to love—a resurrection, the bursting of a fresh bud of life ont of the grave of evil, gladdens the eye of the Father watching his children.— George Macdonald. Work Not a Medicine. Some things are not as easy to doas some other things—yet they must be done. How shail a disagreeable duty be changed into a delightsome thing? Are there not some things that will always be disagreeable? Perhaps there is an answer at hand that mey help some- What.. Is the disagreeable task a duty? Then go at it, make the best of it, let it be thoroughly done, just as though you really enjoyed It, becanse you de- light to do the will of God. whatever it may be. After awhile you will dis- cover a change in the thing Mself, as well. as a change in you. That whieh was burdensome will become a delight, and its disagrecableness will all be gone, for the pleasure of service will have swal- lowed up the duty of service; and at that point will you have reses snd gladness of heart. Do not make medicine of your work; few people can tale medicine without maling a wry face. Bor wher the service ts tife-bringing: Jox-lmpart ing, the most disagrecabie taai will how @ halo about it, Try it~ Baptist Un'o: Eis Senee of Feeling. “And you say that mule i> bilne? “Yes. suh—in his eyes he is: bet 3: jes ofter see him feel fer von wid b ueels!”"—Atianta Con- tution, THE RICHMOND PLANET,*RICHMOND, VIRGINIA. SuEEEEERRAEEEEEneentememenereeeeeeeee ee LOVE FINDS REWARD) - See LR ee Rea cp ee IG ee eke JAPANESE ROMANCE HAS 17S] (Og fos CP Sn rn CULMINATION IN CHICAGO. Lv - ENG SELES Young Woman, Afier Years of Pa- ae 4 ‘ s gg AC tient Waiting, Becomes am- | Epi} es 2 Lee anced Wife of Man She bee yr Had Long Admired. ge a aan hh» She never told her love, But let conceuiment, lke a worm f the ‘Feed on her damask cheek; she pined in ‘thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She" sat lke patience on a monument, ‘Smiting at grief. Was not this love Indeed? A love story that spreads itself over 15,000 miles of land and sea will cul- minate in the romantic marriage of Miss Tei Morita and S. Miyamori, Japanese students at the University of Chicago. Miss Morita is the daughter of the ruler | of a Japanese province and came to this country several years ago. Mr. Miya- mori is preparing himself for missionary work in his native country. ‘The Ghicago Inter Ocean says that ten years ago, when Miss Morita was but a wee tot of a girl attending a Japanese female school in Tokio, she first saw the man she is now to marry. He was studying at the time at a government School in the same town. After the cus- tom of her country Miss Morita was not allowed to speak to any of the opposit: Sex, 50, of course, she never hoped even to meet him. As she was whirled toan¢ from school in her jinriksha she ofter spied him among a squad of neatly uni- iormed students out for an airing with their tutors. ‘Years passed, but at last the day ar. rived when she was to meet the {dol o all her dreams. At a cherry blossom picnic, where all the maidens are al lowed to mix with the opposite sex for ‘a few short hours, they met. But, still subject to the customs o her country, she could not tell of he love. She would bide her time. Agalr long years of longing, with only 4 sight of him she loved as they passe¢ on the street. Finally her heart wa: denied even this meager pleasure, fo she saw him no more. ‘Then one day came the news, in : roundabout way, that he had gone tc far-off America. From that day a de sire to go herself took possession o her. What an idea! Would she dare t follow? Yes, she would, and that a r We RANG) = Ry (op : "i A cel wes =e B ees ij i iN | ek WER 's! Lu pee WS 5 mT Voor pina S* Ten CAR = Ss, a any cost. She dared not breathe her se- cert, even to herself, With never a letter from the object of her love, or encouragement from any- one, and armed only with an abiding faith inher love that some day all would be well, she waited and hoped. At last came permission from her people to go to America and prepare herself for mis- sionary work. ‘The days of preparation quickly over, she embarked upon the great steamer that was to carry her to the land of her dreams, But what a great country it is! Could she ever find the man she longed for? The’ misgivings and fears of the little girl ean hardly be calculated. Every throb of the great engines of the ship seemed to be an accompaniment to the throbs of her brave little heart. Landat last, and then weeks of trouble and worry. So many new and strange sights presented themselves that It was almost impossible to tell what would come next. But the sight dearest and best of all to her eyes was still In store for her. None of the wonders of west ern civilization held any attraction for her when at last she beheld her long- sought-for ideal standing before her, The meeting took piace upon the University of Chicago campus. With the instinct of a woman she divined that her Tove was reciprocated and that she had won. A courtship in true American fashion followed, and now comes the an- nouncement that in a short while they will be married, Mr. Miyamori is well known asa lec- tureron the manners and customs of his native country, Until his return to Jap- ‘an he will be assisted in all his work by charming Miss Morita. Lightning Hits a Mattress, Ligytning struck the house occu- pied by Mr. and Mrs. John Seay, of Muskogee, I. ‘T.. It came down ont- side of a chimney, broke a window and passed into the room. The posts at the foot of the bed in which Mr. and Mrs, Seay were sleeping were knocked off and the mattress was torn to pieces and set on fire. Neither of them was injured by the lightning. They were not even shocked. The American Gold Dollar. ‘The gold dollar of the United States is the monetary standard of Canada, British Honduras and Colombia, and it is anticipated that Mexico will at- tain the gold standard, with the Amer fean dollar as its unit, at an eariy Gate. Heard in the Woodshed. Johnny—Pa, wasn’t Washington a good father of bis country? Pa—Certainly; why do you ask? Johnny—Well. he only licked the British.—Brookiyn Life. Near the Nation’s Stage. “Why did Shelloute make such a failure as a lobbyist in the house?” “He had no tact. He operated as if 4 were a one-price-house.”—Puck. bt A ee C2 ee ee ns ee a Leis a ea Cree Sno Sak: SUES ARICA AAANS EY BA RO ON RR es oy Se AE CEN ee OL TE ERR Oe OE 3 Ba NE ti Be INS ABSOLUTELY RURE Oe ON ba f eee? ‘ Nn SS 5 ne ag Po Gas Io ZONA. F Rerae) a fit estas 5,3 ) (4A Ne Woe Z a bal ‘ YS eee Pf este: SS @) war 5 da yi4 Lat Dueie pt efoto ME | é x - No Peg JIS KING OF (OSSVALLHAIRTONICSNGN aS Ne ha it Z a OS f ce, oe - 7 MS ini Ro? < DK (CX et ey (Cpe: aor. ee eA or — SUC) 2, SS p Rel ee MR) ae! ae Nay toed rani SOIT Ber 43) BE_WARNED. 35 Sorat pahots and SQLU op S\ oe bo ———————— _ 's today tl '- Sa a ct y vat ey yan = ieee day De (ia Ses oi Opals together with the fact that oz0xo (aA VAs ye PL // otc) St he nu a ee A gg ay a hi cage on, Me) shecrsat ke acm ha tog i te nd i, gen, el sta gay an VO Mee Sears eptctergan ina nse Jor ese ae fel om Ser pith eae ome ae Be 5) all ‘we claim for, them; that they do ot contain am Bivs you value for your money. We do solemn!) 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San Lam came to America as a boy, and until he was 18 years old lived in “the quarter” at San Francisco. ‘Then he came east and located at Kokomo. But life in Kokomo was lonesome, and San longed for a wife. He knew that there were plenty of wives to be found in “the quarter” in San Francisco, but he had been theze, and there was only one girl there to his mind. Pitti Lung was only 15, but her eyes were like sloes and her hair like jet. Her cheeks were pink ‘and her teeth like little Chinese pearls. San Lam longed for Pitti Lung. Pitti longed not for San. So San went fea] ay = Ae eat A SA hNew € iN IN it AG a3 I ys SA ioe er e IN ee Se to her guardian, a wrinkled, yellow old ‘Chinaman, with huge iron’ spectactes _ “How much for Pitt Lung?” asked ‘San Lam. “So and so and so and so," said tho wrinkled, yellow old guardian, So and ‘so and so and so in Chinese meant $300 ‘In United States. “I pay thlee dot eleviy week?" said ‘San, who had read the advertisements in the newspapers. : ‘The yellow, wrinkled 61d Chinaman nodded. ‘They killed a white chicken and the bargain was sealed. Every week San Lam bought a $3 money order at the Kokomo post offies and mailed it in an envelope to tha yellow, wrinkled old Chinaman, One hundred and two Kokomo mon- ey orders went to San Prancisco, and recently San Lam went himself to claim his bride. He bought her on the installment plan, and if he is enter- prising he may furnish a home on the installment plan; but he will have to ray cash for shark fin and birds’ nest soap. » In thg Spring. She—Don't you at times feel that deep unrest, that element of protest, at the existing order, that sickening, soulful sense of despair at the inequalities of all things? i He—I do. She—And what does this lead you to? He—Well, I usually take about five grains of calomel—Town Topics. His Courage. “Does your father ever kiss your mammy, Willie?" asked the lady who had once been the gentleman's sweet- heart. “Yes, every morning when he Koes away to the city.” “Dear me! And to think that I once doubted his courage."—Chicayo Record- Herald. As Others See Us. Chapperton—Me twiend Sapleizh is— aw—sewiously ill, doncher know. ‘Miss Caustique—What’s the trouble? Chapperton—The—aw—doctah says he has concussion of the bwain, ‘Miss Caustique—Ineec! Did he ac- Jeigently. bump his head agninet a cob- oe Enquirer, “A Wise Choice. “Would you rather be right than be president?” “No; but I'd rather be wrong than be a vice president.”—Puck. Color Scheme. “Do you see Brown over there? 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A Supreme Educational Need Met. \ Normal School devoted to the Professional Train- ing of Teachers, furnishing that correlation of academic and industrial education, discipline, professional training and practical skill which will best fit them for teaching. The Institute for Colored Youth with a most valuable history of sixty-six yearsin Philadelphia, Pa., presided over by such distinguished educators of the race as Charles L. Reason, E. D. Bassett and Fanny Jackson Coppin has been reorganized under Prof, Hugh M. Browne to meet what the late Dr, J. L. M. Curry considered the supreme need in the educational work among our peopie, namely : ze © “A professional school which should combine teacher training, industrial training, kindergartep work and where better ideas of home life might be inculeated."* , ae nN The school will begin its operations September :904 xt its new site at Cheyney, Pa., about nineteen miles from Philadelphia on the P. W. and B. R.R. The grounds cover 117 acres. The new build: ings and the equipment will be up-to-date. —~ Saran = The institute has at present an endawment fund of about $210,000, The proximity of Philadelphia will afford unusual educational ad- vantages. The school is under the management of a Board of Mem- bers of the Seviety of Friends (Quakers) and is undenominational, The corps of instructors will comprise only teachers of broad training and experience. The school is open to graduates of higher institutions, high schools and persons who have completed work in History, the Sciences, English and Mathematics equivalent to that re- Quired in the first three years of a hizh school course. In addition to the other industrial subjects there will be a practical course on the ‘Useful Applications of Electricity.”” Teachers may take either the full or an abridged course, For “ull information write at once to the principal : Pror. HUGH M. BROWNE, CHEYNEY, Pa. Same Old Story. 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So forget the rose's thorn: Let me kiss the baby finger Where the cruel point has torn, and be sure, dear heart, to meet me— Watch for me beside the gate— We'll be something in pop's pocket That will make you glad to wait. M. Lowls, in Houston Post. A MATTER OF VALUES By FRANK H. SWEET FLASH across an open space, so quick between cover and cover as leave only an impression of bushy tail and pointed nose, and then a wild chorus of discovering yelps, accompanied by a dozen forms plunging frantically across the open space and into the chin-pin bushes beyond. But 50 yards farther on was an out-ropping ledge, broken by crevices and channels into a natural and safe hiding place for the hunted. From the time the fox had been started, an hour before, its winding and doubling course had been gradually tending toward this asylum, though with an idea that after playing with the dogs until weary of the sport, or perhaps feeling the need of rest, it could whisk into safety. A few minutes after the fox dropped lightly into one of the crevices, two horses with their riders crossed the space and came to a stop among the dogs. "I am glad he escaped, even if it isn't sportmanlike," laughed one of them. "I felt sure the dogs would get him at the open back there, they were so close. It was a narrow escape." "I'm not so sure of that, Miss Bristow." The other answered. "I've an idea the fox had his plans all laid regarding this ledge, and was only playing with the dogs. Shall I call them off and start them in search of a new scent? Nothing can draw the fox from his stronghold now." "No, wait until papa comes. His falling behind meant that his horse went name, and he has probably gone back to the stable for another. He will join us before long." She touched her horse lightly, urging him to the top of the ledge from which they could look down into the valley. Her companion followed her closely. "It is one of the most beautiful spots 1 I WILL BUY A VALLEY JUST LIKE THIS." ever saw," he said, as his eyes swept over the broad, fertile acres of the farm to the lofty ridges that enclosed it on every side. "No wonder you and your father are so happy here." His eyes left the valley and came back to her with an expression in them that made her turn away with a half smile. Allan Tisdale was a younger son, and had come from England a year before, with an income of £1,000 and an idea of making a living with it in America. He had been in the valley two months, and in that time had learned things that had not hitherto entered into his plans for a livelihood. His hand trembled slightly as it checked the restiveness of his horse. "Yes, it is beautiful here, and we are very happy," she answered; but there was trouble in her voice. Then, with sudden railery, "you ought to be happy, too, Mr. Tisdale. We had a letter from brother Emmet yesterday, and he writes glowingly of your mine, and," looking at him inquiringly, "he writes as though he might purchase an interest in it." "I hope not," quickly. "I like Emmet too well to wish him such bad luck. It was he who got my invitation down here from your father. He broached the subject of the mine to me before I left, but I put him off. Emmet's great fault is being too sanguine, though," with a grimace, "I was somewhat that way myself, I suppose." "The mine hasn't paid, you mean?" "It has cost me a thousand a year so far, all my income, and—" He stopped suddenly, for she was laughing, irresistibly, it seemed. "I beg your pardon," she gasped, checking herself with an effort. "I—I—something struck me as very funny. But please go on. I will not laugh again. A thousand a year, you said?" "Yes," looking at her curiously, "and as soon as I get back I shall try to sell. Then I will look about for something that will yield a sure return. And I have found it. I always liked agriculture, but never realized it could show up to such advantage as it does here. My idea was that farmers had to keep hold of plow handles and things. I—I have been thinking of it all the morning. I will buy a valley just like this somewhere in the neighborhood, and be a farmer." He paused, looking embarrassed, then went on hurriedly: "If I—I can make a living of it—enough for two, I mean—will you—will you help me, Lois?" She had thrown up her head, as though to stop him. "Wait a minute, Mr. Tisdale," she cried, impetuously, "I had not intended to tell you. But I must now. It would not be right to let you go on. Our farm looks prosperous, and I love the valley here better than any place in the world; but—but we have been running behind a thousand a year ever since we bought the place. That was what made me laugh when you said that you were losing a thousand. It seemed so funny. You must not try farming for a living. As to the rest, I—I," her face flushing rosily, "am willing to help you, Allan." She looked at him shyly, but his face had suddenly grown stern. He shook his head hopelessly. "I must take it all back, Lois," he groaned. "I cannot make a living for one. But here comes your father." Mr. Bristow reined in beside them, his face inquiring: "Hello, what are you waiting for?" he exclaimed. "If one fox has outwitted you, why don't you start another? What's the matter? You look like a funeral." "I—I have been telling Allen—Mr. Tisdale—about our falling behind," stammered Lois. "You see, he spoke of buying a farm and following our example, and I couldn't let him go on thinking the valley was as prosperous as it looked." Mr. Bristow's face face. "Might have waited until a rainy day, he grumbled, "and not spoil a good chase with such news. But long's it's out it's out, and I suppose you couldn't do anything else. Lois. We couldn't stand by and allow a guest to run the chance of losing money, of course. Yes, Mr. Tisdale, it's all true. We'll have to sell the valley. A man can't stand it to fall behind a thousand dollars every year with nothing in the background." Allan stared, half rose in his saddle, his face becoming transfigured. "A thousand dollars!" he cried, joyously, "is that what you mean? Can you run a place like this and only run behind a thousand in dollars?" "That's what I said," rather testily, "and enough for a man to jose every year, the Lord knows." Allan whirled to Lois. "I take all that back once more," he cried, "what I said last. I can make a living, and I want you to help me." Then, to his puzzled host: "Don't you sell the farm, sir. There won't be any need. I thought Lois—she's promised to be my wife, you know—meant pounds, that's what I've been losing. But yours are dollars. Don't you see the difference will be nearly 4,000—dollars. That will be a nice profit for us, with what the farm yields. I will buy part of the valley, or the whole of it, if you like; or we will live on it together." Mr. Bristow was choking. "You and Lois may fix that up between you," he at last gasped. "The problem is too complicated for me. But I'm glad the valley isn't to be sold. Now let us get the dogs on a new scent. The foxes will be getting old and fat if we leave them like this." WHAT AILS THE CHINAMAN A. Lucid Dissertation on the Cranial Formation of the Morbid Mongolian. Just now, with things so stirred up in the far east, it may be interesting to know these few simple facts about the yellow races, things that are probably not realized by the most intelligent Chinese laundryman of Brooklyn who has never missed a session of his Sunday school: The Mongolians have always been septentrionally inclined, says the New York Sun. The Mongolian hair is the most liotrichian known to man, but his skull is hyperbrachycephalous with a cephalic index that beats 87. This, of course, is the extreme limit if brachycephalism. It makes the face look like a lozenge, while the orbital apophyses connect with the cheek bones. No less interesting is the fact that the Mongolian skull is generally phaeozygous, with its zygomatic arch more or less convex. Nevertheless, a comparison of the nasal and maxillary dimensions suggests a platyrrhinian. Although the dental arch is hardly what you would call prognathous the mandible has a very angular symphysis. Concerning all the yellow races it may be safely asserted that they have a very large polymorphism. It should be borne in mind that while, as stated above, the Mongolian skull is hyperbrachyecephalous the Turk's head is only sub-brachyecephalous. 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FIRST CLASS RESTAURANT Meals At All Hours. New Phone 1281. Wm. Gustave B. New Phone, 1261. Wm. Gustalo, Pras S. W. ROBINSON. NO. 23 NORTH 18TH ST. DEALER IN FINE WINES, LIQUORS, CIGARS, &c. All Stock Sold as Guaranteed. PROMPT ATTENTION. JOHN M. HIGGINS, DEALER IN CHOICE GROCERIES, WINES LIQUORS, AND CIGARS. PURE GOODS, FULL VALUE FOR THE MONEY. 1610 East Franklin Street, [Near Old Market.] RICHMOND, VIRGINIA RECYLONET CAMPFIRE STORIES Family Silver Plate and Jewelry Hid Away in a Coffin by Confederate. On a Sunday morning the union fleet left Fortress Monroe for Norfolk, the troops having gone the night before by land. When our ships were approaching Craney Island, the rendezvous of the famous Merrimac, that vessel was wown up by the confederates them- selves, thus ending a brief but notable deer, writes John Marley, a naval erican, in the National Tribune. Soon thereafter, when some of our boats went ashore we found the remains of breakfast the confederates had left, by having retreated in a hurry. in the following Thursday, myself, in a boatswain, and Charles Stevenen, a gunner, went ashore at Norfolk, where I was well acquainted, having in there often before the war. Hower, my numerous friends of auid lang he were now uncompromising conquerates, who ignored me, invariably taking the other way when I passed. To while away the time, Stevenson and I hired a team and drove to the federated batteries back of the town. these batteries were composed of a miscellaneous lot of ship's guns that had been stolen from the navy yard, having inspected them to our satisfaction, we amused ourselves by firing at a target put up against the ruins of an old brick house. Our revolver practice attracted the attention of two soldiers. One of them left his quarters and coming to where we stood, said: Conducting us about 20 yards distant, he pointed to an old brick vault that had a square aperture in front. Just above the entrance was written in black letters the following: "Do not disturb the dead." looking down into the vault, which every dark, I saw nothing bright, ing like silver orurnished tin. en I removed my cat and cap, pre- fatory to entering the sepulchral arm, the soldier exclaimed: for the love of the Virgin Mary, go down there!" saving no attention to the supersti- l and horrified soldier, I entered sault feet foremost, encountering high the hole in the wall. Having covered the sephlicher, I was in dark- ness, and could not stand erect. Strik- in; a match, I saw inclosed in a pine box a coffin covered with black cloth. On the silver plate was engraved the following simple inscription: "Elizabeth Vimmo, aged 76 years." shall never forget that name. The or of the top of the coffin was em- erhed by a German-silver edging, i h I had seen shining before I had ad the vault. I noted the strange that no dust had accumulated on both covering the coffin, and that desCRIPTION had only recently been trava- lled. Although I was a strong i f I found I could not lift one end of the coffin. I was much surprised two friends DO NOT DIVORCE THE DIE AN OLD BRICK VAULT. arveled that I could not lift one a coffin containing the mortal s of an old woman. Having in ineffectual attempt to remove I crawled out of the vault, and, Stevenson there drove hurried Norfolks for implements with to remove the lid of that myst coffin. Having fully equipped with the necessary tools, I hast turned, but when I arrived with yards of the vault saw Stevens- lly sitting on a fence, and just him were two mounted guards, comply halted me when I att to pass them. In vain I ex- solved. They inexorably barred the the vault. t a week after this incident, on and I were ashore again, around to see the sights. At a on the road we were accosted by mary looking soldier who, on the fence, was calmly smoking German pipe. He wore a and a fatigue cap, and spoke German accent. The following insued: belong to the navy?" be belong to the U. S. S. San Jacinto." "Do you know the two men who visited the vault near the Old Plantation House?" "Yes." said I. "the man who went into the vault was myself." "Well, you were very foolish to say anything in the presence of the soldier." Laughing quietly, our German interlocutor then said: "I suppose you do not know me?" "No." "Well, I am Gen. Max Weber, and the big house back there is my headquarters. That coffin was full of silver plate and jewelry. When you went away to find tools with which to open it, the soldier promptly reported what you Lad said ard done, and what you still intended to do. The valuable coffin has been removed from the vault. It seems to me that you gentlemen unwillingly let riches take wings and fly away." CAPTURE OF FAMOUS GUN. Another Version of the Taking of the Confederate Cannon Called "Lady Breckenridge." "I cannot indorse Peter Miller's account of the capture of two guns of a confederate battery at Missionary Ridge," said E. Black, of company A, Seventy-fourth Illinois, now living at Downing, Wis. "The capture of the guns Lady Breckenridge and Lady Buckner (not Bragg) is claimed for the men of Wagner's brigade of Sheridan's division. Wagner's brigade was the Second, and I was in the First brigade. RIGHT INTO THE FLASH OF THE GUNS. RIGHT INTO THE FLASH OF THE GUNS. on the left, and in position to see the work of Wagner's men. "We had toiled up the ridge in the face of a terrible musketry fire and against an artillery fire that caused the solid earth to rock, and which was destructive and appalling. Ten or a dozen rods from the crest we found a bank or steeper portion of the ridge, which afforded some shelter. Here the advance (the lines having become spread out with men scattered) halted to catch breath and to await the men coming forward. Two or three minutes after reaching this point I looked over into the lines of the Second brigade and saw an officer talking earnestly to the men, and in a short time the lines moved forward in the last and final effort. "The men of Wagner's brigade lay directly in front of the battery and as they moved forward and rose above the sheltering bank they received a full discharge of canister, which tore great holes in their ranks, causing them to falter for a moment, but a moment only. Immediately the files were closed, and, cneered and encouraged by their officers and with determination on their own part, they rushed directly forward toward the guns. Seeing and knowing what they were about to attempt I could only stop and look, forgetting my own danger in admiration of such magnificent courage. On they went, right into the flash of the guns, the torn and ragged edges of their clothes and colors seeming to catch fire as the flame enveloped them. "All the regimental flags of the brigade were represented in the charge, but I particularly noticed and remembered the shot-torn colors of the Twenty-sixth Ohio, and a few years ago, when the Ohio flags were carried in the parade at Columbus, I again saw the flag of the Twenty-sixth, and I thought of this hell spot and felt there was glory enough wrapped up in the folds of that flag to make a whole state proud. At the moment of discharging the guns the line was broken just at the right battery, and in a minute all were over the works and the enemy was fleeing down the other side of the hill. Seeing Wagner's men in the flash of the confederate guns, and also seeing them in the confederate entrenchments before the smoke of that discharge was raised, I decline to believe that any one else captured that battery." Substitutes. The following advertisements appeared in the Vicksburg Whig of August 6, 1862: "Notice.—I will serve as a substitute in the confederate service for $2,500, or in the home guards for $1,500. For further information apply to Thomas Allen, depot agent at Luck Hill. "Wanted.—Anyone wishing to act as a substitute for a man subject to the conscript act will receive the following compensation: A likely negro boy and $500. Address B. Whig office."—American Tribune. Those Awful Dances First Young Blood — These—awdances are fearful. Second Young Blood—Awfully fearful. "The worst of it one feels so awful." "Oh! fearfully awful."—Black and White. Yucatan. Yucatan has a population of 350,000, and owing to the fact that it is the home of the hequeen, the agave, which furnishes the finest fiber, the Yucatecos have more money per capita than any other people in the world. Not Crowded "I suppose there is plenty of room at the top in your business." THE RICHMOND PLANET. RICHMOND VIRGINIA. TALE OF THE WOODS. BEAUTIFUL DEER FOUND DEAD UNDER ITS RIDER. "When I was working in the lumber woods at Cross Forks, on Pine creek," said a man from Potter county, Pa., to a New York Sun reporter, "a man named George Briggs came over from Cortland, N. Y., and wanted to get a live deer. This was before the rail roads and tanneries came into that part of the hemlock belt, and deer were more than plenty. Jule Crittenden was running things at Cross Forks and he volunteered to get Briggs the deer. "Jule scattered a number of his men about in the woods, told me to hitch up a team to follow the road through the woods with him, and then put the dogs out to start a deer. They were not long doing it. The deer came to the road some distance ahead of our team. We put the whip to the horses and chased it all the way to the ford of the creek at Cross Forks, the shouting of the men in the woods and the yelping of the dogs keeping it in the road. "The deer took a course up the creek at the ford. The men scared it back, though, and it ran into a big laurel patch. We had stopped the team, and it was standing in the road, with Crittenden and me both in the wagon, while the dogs chased the deer out past the team. As it was bounding by Crittenden leaped from the wagon and came down astride the deer. "Crittenden was a man with extraordinarily long legs and as he landed on the deer his feet touched the ground on each side, thus preventing his weight from breaking the deer down, and enabling it to move on its way. This it did for only a few paces, though, when it came to a standstill, Crittenden's long legs and his clutch on the deer keeping it on its feet. When the deer stopped Crittenden hollered to me: "I've got him! Hurry here with the halter strap!" "I got the halter strap out of the wagon, and ran to where Crittenden was holding the deer and I noticed A man is carrying a deer on his back. He is waving at another man standing in the background. "IVE GOT HIM!" something peculiar about the animal and I said to Crittenden: "Why, Jule, the deer is dead!" " 'Like fun it is!' said Criftenden, holding on to the deer with a tight clutch. 'Halter it, I tell you, or it'll throw me and get away!' " 'You get off,' said I, 'and I tell you the deer will fall over!' " 'He got off of the deer and it tumbled to the ground as dead as a stone. It had actually been scared to death bled to the ground as dead as a stone. It had actually been scared to death. "We got Briggs his live deer, though, the next day. The odd feature of that deer hunt was the standing of a dog on a runway and the driving of a deer to it by the hunter, instead of putting the hunter on the runway and letting the dog do the driving. It worked to a charm and they took the deer in and delivered it to Briggs. "I don't know what there was about the man, but in less than half an hour he had that deer so tame—fresh as it was from its wilderness haunts, where it was wild and unapproachable—that it would follow him anywhere; and the last we saw of Briggs and the deer he was on his way to York state, taking the public road, the deer following close at his heels and munching sweet apples that he fed it now and then as they marched along." Dog Expressed His Sympathy One day recently as a trolley car came rushing down a hill on one of the Philadelphia suburban lines a little fox terrier ran out from the street and directly in front of the car. The motorman couldn't reverse and he was sure the dog was killed. But he wasn't. The fender picked him up and tossed him like a ball two or three times, when he rolled under the car's body. People who saw the occurrence turned away their heads. When they looked again the car was speeding down the street and the terrier was lying in the gutter. He got up after a series of ki-yis that filled the air and turned around three times, slowly, as if to satisfy himself he was alive. Then he scampered up on the sidewalk. The thing not the least interesting was the act of an Irish setter. He was near the scene of action and heard the yelping of the fox terrier. The setter dashed across the street and sniffed the terrier all over and ended by licking his face. 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The grass is green and sweet, and, whisperless under the gentle pressure of our feet; There dandelions thickly spread In wondrous arabesques of gold, As though the stars from overhead Upon earth's bosom had been rolled. The violets laugh at the sky— An echo of the dreaming blue; The voiceless breezes wander by The thread the blossom paths anew; The sweetness of the sweets Seem a tiptop in the air; Each wing is nosedless in its beats As through the soundless cay they fare. The wild rose in its cloister nook Is shielding yet its summer blush; The trees beside the lazy brook Sway softly in the morning's hush; The scattered clouds of white go by Like sun-kissed sails far out at sea— To what wonder the breeze high To what wonder the breeze high The quiet of the pasture lands! Where newborn flower, leaf, and vine seem to be spring's cup bearing hands That offer us her amber wine; Where dimy vells of mist uproll On sight's that hat and hold us long— There, in a chord that thrills the soul, The very silence sings a song! W. D. N., in Chicago Daily Tribune. The Intrusion of Polly By SARA LINDSAY COLEMAN AS Pearson sat on the little porch and sent circles of blue smoke into the soft night, snatches of gay talk, of laughter and of music came to him—Polly was at the old home once more. The little Polly who used to spring across the barbed wire fence that divided them and drop on the top step of the side porch, breathless; the little audacious Polly who plucked her short skirt full of his violets without even by your leave, and climbed his cherry trees to toss his own cherries down to him. Polly had wintered at a fashionable school in New York, had summered abroad and, crossing again, had made her smiling entrance into a world that seemed vastly interested in her. It chronlcd her horseback rides as events, her tea-pourings at smart gatherings as epochs, and her dinner-dance was put down as history. Now, for a few weeks of what Polly called quiet, she had come back to the old place to break into the tranquility of Pearson's after supper cigar. There were other porches where a man might have smoked in peace, but at 40 one's habits are well nigh unchangeable. A little white clad figure came through the odorous darkness and leaned on the barbed wire, a little plaintive voice called "Hello" softly. Pearson took refuge in silence. If it had been the little girl with whom he "IT'S HIS HEART THAT SLEEPS," SAID POLLY. had chummed, _put this fashionable young woman, whose goings and comings were of such import, was not even distantly related to that little hoyden-Polly, and, as a plain American citizen, he was silent, not knowing the language that the new Polly spoke. "Hello!" she called again into the silence. With a flash and flutter of feminine flouces she was over. "That's still a barbed wire." Pearson called. "Oh!" she clarionetted, "a barbed wire?" She sped across the space that intervened to drop on his top step in breathless scorn. "Was it that?" she demanded. "I've been home a whole day." "No," said Pearson, calmly, "I don't mean to come. You've so many dancing about you that I'll never be missed. And, anyway, Polly, I hear such outrageous things about you. Is it a habit of yours to whistle up your dog and stalk from the room in the midst of all the proposals?" "It's because they make such a blunder of it," said Polly. "I know how it should be done." "You're not so pretty," said Pearson, disapprovingly. "No!" plaintively. "You're little, and you're brown." "Yes," more plaintively. "Then, why—why"—Irritably—"does everything in man's shape go down before you?" "I don't know; but"—sorrowfully—"they do. I—I"—she sighed heavily—"fell the bearded men at a breath, and the youths that grow between. But perhaps you aren't familiar with Long-fellow?" Polly was gone, and her low, mocking laughter drifted back to Pearson. In the deep midnight stillness Pearson sat by his window to hear a voice so remote and sweet as a wind-blown bell singing, siren-like, the words com- Ting faintly: "And I looked at my sweet Little Polly till I looked my heart away." He half smiled, half sighed. The little Polly had no heart. The morning wind fluttered his window blinds, and straight to his bedside, borne on the joyously dancing curtains that streamed out like a bride's vell, came Polly's voice, lifting, sweet: "And if ever you missed the sunshine," she sang, "you'd find it in Polly's hair." Some little time later Pearson ran down the stairs and entered the dining room with a schoolboy swagger. He was not jold; no man was old when Polly sang for him like that. That night, when Pearson puffed smoke-rings on the side porch and looked across the barbed wire at Polly and her followers, who were very, very gay, he felt like an aged Peri listening at heaven's side entrance. Pearson had closed the door to his heart and rolled a big stone against it, telling himself he was done with womankind forever, as far back as Polly's pinafore days. Polly came to the barbed wire sometimes, but she made no attempt to leap over it. Always she was very, very gay, and after her going Pearson counted up his birthdays, ran his fingers through the hair turning gray on his temples, and called himself an old, old fool. The twilight hour that Polly leaned over the wire to pin a rose that had burned in the coils of her golden hair on Pearson's coat she sang something tender and foolish about the rose being her heart. "Your heart," Pearson chided; "It's asleep, little child." "It's his heart that sleeps," said Polly. "The little white guest chamber that is mine has its door ajar, but he won't come in, ever." Afterwards he crept up to his room to drop his arms on his desk and his head on his arms and sat there while night gathered deep and deeper into the room. Pearson stumbled down the stairs, that echoed to his footsteps, the empty, lonely stairway over which no woman's soft draperies ever trailed, and out on the porch, there to find Polly on the top step. He sank down beside her. "What becomes of men who hang around the side entrance of Heaven, straining their ears to catch the music when they know it is never possible for them to slip in; what becomes of middle-aged Peris, Polly?" "I don't know," said Polly; "but I know what should become of them"—scornfully. "Why doesn't your Peri go around to the front? Perhaps she hasn't any spirit, either, his heroline; perhaps she sits on the doorstep and waits, perhaps—" "He's--he's a wooden Indian," said Polly. "He lets the girl sit there on his steps and pretend that she's looking at the stars. He doesn't care. He thinks she's a doll-baby stuffed with sawdust, that she cares for all the empty, gay, frivolous things that she hates; he thinks she likes to be forever surrounded by a lot of pink-cheeked, light-headed boys that bore her stiff. And all the time she knows—I'm sure I don't know how, for he acts so queer—that he loves her, and that a little question of arithmetic troubles him. It doesn't really trouble her. The arithmetic of the heart isn't counted by years. He's lonely and sad, and she can put into his life all that it has missed, but not unasked, and sometimes she's wild thinking things over." Polly's voice trailed off into silence, and she struggled with a sob. The sob acted as an accolade on Pearson. It raised him into a knight errant, bewildered, it's true, but ready and eager to go to the very ends of the world, if need be, after this derelict who had stolen his little chum's happiness from her. He put out his hand and it fell on Polly's bent head. "Polly," he said; "Polly"—helplessly—"if he were here beside you—" "He is," sobbed Polly. THE COST OF ONE'S TEETH. It Is an Expensive Piece of Business to Have Them Kept in Good Condition. "When I went to the dentist's this morning," said the wife at the dinner table, according to the New York Sun, "I learned something I never knew before, that he has a complete record of everything that he has ever done to my teeth in the 15 years he has been treating them. "I told him I thought that he fixed the tooth he was then treating a year ago last June, and he said it was longer ago than that. He said he would make sure, and going to a little wooden case he drew out a drawer filled with cards. "He went over them until he picked out one and then announced that he was right, giving me the precise date. I was curious and he showed me the card. "On one side of it was my name. On the other was a diagram of the inside of my mouth, with every tooth in my head plotted on it. Each tooth had a number." "Below the diagram were the numbers of the teeth, in several columns, with entries against each. Almost at a glance you could tell everything that he had ever done to my mouth in all that 15 years. "You could tell the cost of the work on each tooth, too. It was very interesting, and I spent some time studying the card. "I realized how expensive my teeth have been, and it gave me quite a shock to know really show much money it takes to keep one's teeth in good condition. The total sum would give me two very comfortable months in Europe. The money one of my eye teeth has cost me would buy me a new spring gown." Dr. H. C. 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Philadelphia, May 31.—A race riot between white and colored persons occurred at 30th and Wharton streets, and before the police succeeded in quelling the disturbance five persons were seriously hurt and a score of others were more or less roughly handled. Those most seriously injured, who were taken to a hospital, are: Ihone Mentez, aged 6 years, shot in the back; Jesse Waller, colored, aged 28 years, stabbed in back and arms; Robert McCollough, aged 30 years, shot in the back; Lizzie Langdon, aged 18 years, shot in left side, and Policeman Albert Gibson, badly cut head and possible fracture of the skull. The police have not yet ascertained the direct cause of the trouble. At any rate a fight was started between white and colored children, in which their elders became involved. Bricks and other missiles were soon flying through the air. The mob grew larger, and finally clubs and pistols were brought into play. A squad of policemen from a nearby station house was quickly on the scene and put an end to the disturbance. Eleven persons charged with assault and battery and inciting to riot were arrested. Dropped Dead at Atlantic City. Atlantic City, N. J., June 1. — E. B. Shafer, aged 71 years, a retired lawyer of New York city, dropped dead at a beach front hotel. He spent at least six months of each year in this city. ORIAL INDUSTRIAL HALL MEMORIAL INDUSTRIAL SCHOOL. HALL MEMORIAL INDUSTRIAL SCHOOL. MASSILLON, OHIO. ONE OF THE FINEST EQUIPPED YOUNG LADIES IN THE NO. Our building has been newly furnished Heated and Lighted by Natural Gas. GIRLS ADMITTED Special Preparatory course for those des- COURSES DRESS MAKING Music (Instrumental and vocal.) SPECIAL COURSES IN ALL ERAS WRITE F. FRANCES A. KILEY, Tuition Lodging Boarding in Institute Our winter term opened January 1 Special Course for Teachers of Domestic PHONE 577. A. D. I THE FUNERAL DIRECTOR. 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Tuition. $20.00 per year Lodging. $2.00 per month Boarding in Institute. $9.00 per month Our winter term opened January 12, 1904. Summer course closes June 30. Special Course for Teachers of Domestic Science beginning May 16, closes Sept. 1. D. PRICE DIRECTOR, EMBALMER y filled at short notice by telegra nice entertainments Plenty of re nic or band wagons for hire at re g., buggies, etc. Keeps constant EAST LEIGH ST All orders promptly filled at short notice by telegraph or telephone. Held rented for meetings and nice entertainments. Plenty of room with all necessary conveniences. Large picnic or band wagons for hire at reasonable rates and nothing but first-class carriage, buggies, etc. Keeps constantly on hand fine Fusser Supplies. [Residence Next Door.] OPEN ALL DAY & NIGHT Y & NIGHT--Man on OPEN ALL DAY & NIGHT--Man on Duty All Night THE PLANET FOR 1904. ```markdown ``` FOLLOW To any person sending on the basis stated, we will send and placed therein. A hand Pillow Massacre, Fall of Pillow charge of 9th and 10th Cava Hill. We will furnish picture President Theodore Roosevelt parents and ten children, Au President McKinley and his Cavite, Spanish and American Anyone sending two y We will send the St. I. United States to any one sen who will pay the advance rate one year. To any one sending 2 scribbers, we will give a free t These Offers are made and the PLANET one year for Good, Li IN EVERY PAPER JOHN INDUSTRIAL SCHOOL To any person sending us a yearly subscription of $1.50 and the name of a friend or relative as a subscriber on the basis stated, we will send them, postage prepaid, a handsome gold-plated breast pin, with their photograph color and placed therein. A handsome chromo, size 22x28 inches of the Battle of Shiloh, the Battle of Fort Wagner, Fort Pillow Massacre, Fall of Petersburg, Battle of El Caney, Battle of Manila, Land Battle of Quasimas, showing charge of 9th and 10th Cavalry, charge of the 24th and 25t Infantry in rescue of the Rough Riders at San Juan Hill. We will furnish pictures of the following: Abraham Lincoln, Frederick Douglass, Prof. Booker T. Washington, President Theodore Roosevelt, Gen. U. S. Grant, Family Record for colored people, containing space for photographs of parents and ten children, Autograph copy of the Declaration of Independence, with portraits of all the signers thereof, President McKinley and his Cabinet, Explosion of the U. S. Battleship Maine, Admiral Dewey's Great Naval Battle of Cavite, Spanish and American Peace Commissioners. Anyone sending two yearly subscribers will be entitled to two of any one of these offers. We will send the St. Louis, Globe-Democrat, semi-weekly edition, one of the leading Repub an papers in United States to any one sending two yearly subscribers. We will send this great Republican journal to any subscriber who will pay the advance rate of $2.00. This will give the PLANET for one year and the St. Louis Globe-Democrat one year. To any one sending 25 yearly subscribers we will send a Sewing.Machine. To any one sending Seventy-five subscribers, we will give a free trip to the World's Fair at St. Louis. These Offers are made in good faith and will be carried out to the letter. The Cosmopolitan will be sent one year and the PLANET one year for $2.00 for both. Good, Live, Active Agents Wanted ED BOARDING SEMINARIES FOR SETH. COMPETENT FACULTY! ed throughout, modern conven ences FROM 14 YEARS UP. going to become Domestic Science Teacher SPECIAL. MILLINERY. Food Economics. INCHES OF DOMESTIC SCIENCE. OR CATALOGUE. PRESIDENT. $80.00 per ye $2.00 per mon $9.00 per mon 1904. Summer course closes June 3 Science beginning May 16, closes Sept. RICHMOND. VA PRICE, • EMBALMER AND LIVERYMAN notice by telegraph or telephone. Halls Plenty of room with all necessa gons for hire at reasonable rates and not Keeps constantly on hand fine Fuxes EIGH STREET. T--Man on Duty All Night IN EVERY PART OF THE COUNTRY. WRITE TO US FOR TERMS. ADDRESS: In order to promote circulation and to create additional interest, we have decided to make the Knights of Pythias, It pays an endowment and burial benefit of $200.00 for all ages. It pays $4.00 per week sick dues. The badge, costing 75 cents each is the only absolutely necessary regalia. For information concerning the organization of loces, apply at the main office. a feature and persons cannot do better than to enter the little ones in this mystic clo. The expense is nominal and the benefits all he could be expected. It pays from 1.00 to $1.50 sick dues and death benefits or from 0.00 to $40.00. If you have no Pian Ledge or Court or Band in your neighborhood, or organize one. For all information concerning the Children's Department, address. For all membership and special rates of membership for new lodges and courts address. KNIGHTS OF PYTHAS F.C.B. A hand holding a rose. 311 North Fourth St., Richmond, Va N. A., S. A., E., A., A. AND A. This organization is one of the most powerful in the country and progress has been phenomenal. The Grand Lodge of Virginia has jurisdiction over all of the cities and counties in this state. Thirty mules are required to organize a new lodge. The benefits paid constitute one of its strongest features, but the principles are greater than anything else. Founded on Friendship, based on Charity and established on e-nevolence, the respectable, upright people of the state will find it an ever worthy of their heartiest support. The Courts of Calanthe The Courts of Calanthe Is the Female Department of the Order. It requires a membersl of thirty persons to organize a court. Its members are pledged to ebit Fidelity, exercise Harmony and prove Love one for the other. It pays an endowment and burial benefit of $150.00. It pays $3.00 per wee kjc aues. The only expense for regalia is the cost of the badge, 50 cen and a rosette, costing 25 cents for funeral occasions. MRS. ANNA TAYLOR, W. M., 120 W. Hill St., Richmond JOHN MITCHELL, J 311 N. 4th St., Richme