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THE RICHMOND PLANET Dr. Johnson Yields The Palm. EXPLAINS WHY HE WROTE THE LETTERS-HIS ESTIMATE OF THE WHITE MAN--ADMITS THAT EDITOR MITCHELL MAY BE RIGHT-IS WILLING TO ABIDERE SULTS-A GRACEFUL CON- CLUSION VOL. XXII NO 7. Dr. John Yields T EXPLAINS WHY HE WROT ESTIMATE OF THE W THAT EDITOR M RIGHT—IS WILL SULTS—A GR CLUS To the PLANET, HON. JOHN MITCHELL, JR., Dear Sir:— I appreciate the intimation in your last, that the discussion between us is practically closed, and accept the view you take of that matter. But I hardly think I should drop out without thankening you for the opportunity of expressing my views and sentiments concerning the matters discussed. I see you feel you are right. It may be that you are. I somehow got it in my head that it was right for me to say the things I did. It may be that I am wrong. But the view that I take of this matter is not a trumped up, spasmodically put forth sentiment, but I write after the mature experience I have had in these forty years dealing with the white man. THE WHITE MAN AS A STUDY. I have studied him. I have studied him in all his bearings. I have studied him in what he is, and in what he preends to be, and is not. And I have found his pretentions to be ten-fold more than what he really is, in everything, everywhere, always and under all circumstances. So when I speak of white man as such, and his dealing with me, I do not do it with prejudice against him. I do not do it with a sentimental feeling, but with my knowledge of his treatment of and dealing with my race all these years, and feel that the time has come for myself, as one, to rebut it; to protest against it, even though it does no good: because he is imperious to moral right toward a weaker people. I feel it is mine to show that we have rights that he is bound to respect; and because he is bound to respect them if he wants to be the man he claims to be he ought to do it. I am perfectly willing to allow Editor Mitchell to take the course which to him seems best in remedying this evil, just so he allows me to disagree with him once in a while. THAT MODEST INTIMATION He intimates that I am a little at sea when I leave the theological path because I objected to him coming into the theology. Allow me to say that the difference between the sphere of an editor and a minister is, that the things that concern an editor pertain to this physical mundane sphere, but the things of the ministers of the gospel are universal and pertain to everything that is in heaven, earth, and hell; and his sphere allows him to deal with everything that is in these designated places. The minister's sphere is not only a physical one but a meta-physical as well, and I hold that these two terms embody a concern all that is in the universe. THE EDITOK'S FIELD NOT SO BROAD. But I hardly think that our Editor Mitchell will claim that his field is quite so broad, so I ask that he be not two severe in his criticism if he should find me over on what he considers his peculiar ground of operation. I again thank you my dear friend for the opportunity that you have granted me, and close this debate, yielding you the palm. I am as ever yours, HARVEY JOHNSON. Baltimore, Jan. 21st, 1906. PROF. WILSON ENTHUSIASTIC. "Special to the Planet." Prof. Bryant Fennimore Wilson, Jr., of Kansas City, Kansas, Ex-President of the Fort Gibson, I. T., Normal and Industrial Institute, praises Editor Mitchell of the Richmond PLANET and the fearless defender of the Negro race. He says:—The Hon. John Mitchell, Jr., of Va., represents the beacon light of the twentieth century Negro. He stands forth as a shining example for the young Negroes, of this present century to emulate. He has climbed the steps of success and looks ahead to the great future of the Negro race. He has done more for the colored race in the past and present United States than any one man in the United States an ideal man who believes in the future greatness of his people, as President of the Mechanics' Savings Bank his dealings has been just, and judgment safe. He fixed his eyes on the "goal of success" and did not stop at what lay in his path. Many a man of our race with the great honors the Hon. John Mitchell, Jr., has encountered would have for gotten his race, but not so with our fearless hero. He stands today for the great future of his race as steadily as he ever did. The same John Mitchell of years ago, the same John Mitchell now, the honored guest of the Bankers Association and the sacknowledged leader of the Negro race. Long life and success to Hon. John Mitchell, Jr., and his distinguished family. Monuments of marble and granite stone with years of age will crumble, but the name and fame of Hon. John Mitchell, Jr., will live forever in the minds of the people for generations to come. Atlantic City Notes. Dr. Mackintosh, who succeeded Dr. Hazell of Price Memorial. Temple held a union service Sunday, Jan. 22rd. It was a great success, the Temple being crowded. Dr. Murry of St. James preached in the afternoon assisted by Dr. Jolly of the Ausbury and other ministers. With these, the congregation had a glorious time and added several members to the church. Rev. Jenkins is holding a successful revival at the 2nd Baptist Church. Shiloh Baptist Church is growing rapidly under the direction of Rev. Henderson. Mr. Stafford, proprietor of the Boston House has returned after a present visit to New York looking well. Mr. J. H. Hazard of New York and several of his comrades arrived this week and are stopping at N. J. Satchell Mr. B. G. Fitzgerald, proprietor of Fitzgerald's Auditorium is making extensive improvements. The Cafe is entirely surrounded with French plate glass. Mr. Robert Fitzgerald is building a handsome boat-house, making preparations to accommodate many friends on his beautiful steam launch. Mr. Frank Rhodes has removed from his old quarters to 1924 Artie Ave. The Richmond PLANET may be obtained at Mr. Brown's Barber Shop Michigan Ave. Read the Richmond PLANET for all the Church Notes next week. Mr. Moses J. Satchell Atlantic City correspondent will see that you are supplied. MOSES J. SATCHELL. Officers Installed. Danville, Va. Jan. 23, 1905. Moravian Lodge, No. 18, K. of P. has entrusted the administration of its affairs for the ensuing term into the hands of the following named Sir Knights, and they were installed by D. D. G. C. W. A. Millner, Wednesday, Jan. 18, 1905. C. S. Sir Wylie L. Williamson, V. C. Sir Thomas Pace, K. of R. & S. Sir William J. Simon, M. of F., Sir B. J. Watkins, Frelate, Sir W. C. Venable, M. at A., Sir T. C. Williams, M. of W., Sir H. V. Patterson, I. G., Sir Stephen Wyllie, O. G., Sir J. M. Carter. On the 18th inst. the Valley Lodge No. 73 K. of P. held installation of officers the following Sir Knights were successfully chosen for the ensuing term, Sir Frank Pemberton, C. C., Sir Jno. Brown, V. C. Sir William Kelly, Prelate, Sir John G. Smith M. of W., Sir Jno. T. Cooper K. of F. and S., Sir Harry A. Cobbs, M. of F. Sir David C. Cottrell, M. of Ex., Sir Connie White, M. at A., Sir Archie Dandridge, I. G., Sir George Thomas, O. G. After the installation all returned to the banquet hall and had an enjoyable time and returned home at midnight. We have received McClure's Magazine for February. It is up to the usual standard of excellence. The following are its contents: Picture in color by Jessie Wilcox Smith, Rhode Island: A State for Sale, Lincoln Steffens; The Old Major, Florence Tinsley Cox; A Man and a Brother, Samuel Hopkins Adams; A Personally Conducted Revolt, Harvey J. O'Higgins; The Golden Flood, Edwin Lefevre; The Old Red School House, Engene Wood; One Hundred Masterpieces of Painting, John La Farge; "Thus Runs the World Away," John Vance Cheney; Mrs. Protheroe, Booth Tarkington; What is a Lynching by Ravann Baker; Purple Crocuses in the Val Bregaglia, Florence Wilkinson; Wild Animal Trapping, A. W. Rolker; Failure, Gelett Burgess; How to Save the Corporation, Peter S. Grosscup. Mr. A. L. Goodall, manager and proprietor of the 'Policy Players' called on us. They have been exhibiting at the True Reformers' Hall RICHMOND, VIRGINIA, SATURDAY, JANUARY 28, 1905. SOUTHERN AID SOCIETY OF VIRGINIA ANNUAL MEETING. Nearly All of the Stock-Holders Present.—A Grand Showing for the Year.—Bright Prospects for the Future.—Enthusiasm Ran High. On Monday night, January 23, 1905 the stock-holders of the Southern Aid Society met in annual session at Price's Hall on Leigh Street, between 2nd and 3rd Streets. The report of the Secretary and General Manager, Mr. Thomas M. Crump was excellent and showed that the company had enjoyed the most prosperous year since its organization. He was complimented for his business ability and received congratulations on all sides for the excellent management of the affairs of the company. Prominent among the speakers were Rev. Z. D. Lewis, D. D., pastor of the Second Baptist Church, Lawyer Thos. C. Johnson of Petersburg, Messrs Ohes. N. Jackson, B. L. Jordan, W. A. Jordan, Rev. Sidney Stanton, Mr. W. G. Carter, Mr. A. D. Price. President Armstead Washington who has held the executive chair for several years and under whose administration the company has been able to surmount all difficulties and established a reputation second to none in the state presided. His services cannot be easily estimated and the company has had its most successful career since its organization under his ruling. He retires from the executive chair having served for about eight years with honor to himself and credit to the stock holders. Officers and Directors for she ensuing year are: A.D. Price, President; Edward Stewart, 1st Vice-Pres.; James T. Carrier, 1st Vice-Pres.; Thomas M. Crum, Secrets, and General Manager; Walter E. Baker, Pressurer; B. L. Jordan, Inspector, A. W. Washington, W. A. Jordan, Charles N. Jackson, B. A. Cephas, and E.C. Brown, the last two are of Newport News, Va. The company commences work with greater resources and a wider territory in which to operate. The patronage of the public is solicited. An Enjoyable Evening. Towntown CO., vt., Jun. 7, 1908. A most enjoyable evening was spent on the above date, at the home of Mr. John W. Berry. The occasion being a social given by the Evergreen Art Circle, of which Miss Carsie D. Isham is president. Miss Maria E. Jasper is Vice-President, Mr. Samuel J. Stovall, Sec., Mrs. Lula V. Berry, Treasurer. An excellent programme was rendered by the members of the circle; after which all present retired to the dining-room where a magnificent supper was served. Music, dancing and plays were indulged in until quite a late hour, when all retired to their several homes, feeling that they had spent a most enjoyable evening. Mr. Price is Now President Mr. A. D. Price, the popular Funeral Director and Livery-man is now President of the great Southern Aid Insurance Company, by virtue of the action of its stock-holders at their meeting last Monday night. Col. Thomas M. Crump, the skillful and energetic insurance man was re-elected General Manager, while Mr. P. L. Jordan, the persistent and painstaking Inspector to his position The Society attained its greatest success under its old regime and Mr. A. Washington has been commended for his administration. The prospect under the new management is even brighter and it is expected that the organization will reach the zenith of its prosperity Emancipation Celebration There will be a public mass meeting at 3rd St., A. M. E. Church on January 31st at 8 P. M. The object will be to take under consideration the celebration of April 3rd as Emancipation Day. There will be addresses by many persons whom Major J. B. Johnson and J. C. Randolph. The public is invited to be present. We have received the National Baptist Sunday School Lesson Commentary on the International Lessons for 1905. It is edited by that able divine, Rev. R. H. Boyd, D. D., LL.D. with Rev. J. T. Brown, A. M., S. T. B. and Rev. W. S. Ellington. B. A as associate editor. This work fills a long felt want and will be of great service to the great Baptist Sunday School brotherhood throughout the United States. The book is cloth bound and is rich in illustrations. Colored maps of the scenes of biblical history are also a feature. It will be well to address the National Baptist Publishing Board, Personals and Briefs Attorney William M. Reid of Portsmouth, Va. called on us this week. He was engaged in a matter before the State Corporation Commission. Mr. J. S. Collins of Portsmouth, Va. called on us. The cold wave has struck Richmond and every one is shivering. Miller's Hotel is doing a good business and the traveling public seems to be delighted with the place. Mr. John M. Higgins is still pleasing his customers and the weather conditions are such that you will be greatly benefited by visiting his amphorum. All goods as represented. The Higgins' guarantee is all right. The Fifth Street Baist Church is undergoing extensive repairs. The cost will approximate $8,00. A new organ will be one of the features. The choir is already in training and the clubs are working. Dr. W. F. Graham is at the head of the movement and wears a gratified smile ever the result. Messrs Sydnor & Hundley have made a great record for strictly first-class furniture at reasonable prices and it seems that they have the art of pleasing their customers. Out of town orders are filled as promptly as the in the town ones. Write or call and see them. Our new "Century" press is being installed this week and our pressroom has been out of commission so to speak. We shall be ready for business next week. The Mechanics' Savings Bank is one of the best places in town for you to deposit your money. Start with ten cents and see it grow. Some people cannot save money. It has a tendency to "burn their hands." Better put it in a good savings bank. The public school children are in the throes of an examination. ——The Fire Commissioners are granting permits for public places. These permits are to be framed and hung up in the hall. "Esther, the Beaut" This cantata will be g Carmel Baptist Church. Jan. 30th, 1905, for the above named Church. The caste compose some best talent as follow queen, Madane Milde the caste compose some Richmond's best talent as follow The father, the queen, Madane Mildre rhaman, the king's counselor, Mr. Joseph Smith; Mordecal, a Jew, Wm. Wm. White, Jr.; Zereesh, Haman's wife, Mamie Carrie Coleman Hawkins; Mordecal's sister, Miss Lizzie White; Propheteens, Miss Mona Frayser; A Median Princess, Miss Mary Grimes; A Persian Princess, Miss Oliver Lewis; Scribe, Mr. Walter Graves; Beggar, Mr. William Armstead; Beggar, Mr. Conway Reed; Herald, Mr. Thrush Loundes, Chorus—Persians, Jews, Pages, Guards, Maids of Honor. Admission, 15ct, Couple, 25cts, Children, 10cts. dren, 10cts. Miss M. Modern Manager, Miss N. B. Jones, Pianist. WANTED—My friends and the public generally to know that I have opened a first-class photographic studio equipped with the most modern accessories of photography. You are cordially invited to inspect our studio. Geo. O. Brown, Photographer, 1 mo. 603 N. Second Street. MASSACRE AT CZAR'S PALACE Hundreds of Men, Women and Children Shot by Troops. REVOLT RAPIDLY SPREADING Uprising in Moscow and Bloodshed Likely to Follow. PLAN TO OVERTURN DYNASTY Strikers' Attempt to Petition Czar Results In Wholesale Slaughter, Men, Women and Children Being Shot Down, Many While They Were Fleeing to Places of Safety—St. Petersburg In State of Siege. the People. St. Petersburg, Jan. 25.—St. Petersburg has been declared in a state of siege. General Trepoff, until recently chief of police of Moscow, has been appointed governor general of St. Petersburg and has taken up quarters in the winter palace. Strangely enough, the only precedent is the case of General Trepoff's father, during the reign of Nihilistic terrorism under Alexander II., and it is also a strange coincidence that unsuccessful attempts were made on the lives of both. General Trepoff is a man of great energy, but the measures he adopted at Moscow for suppressing the student demonstration in December last provoked much resentment, and the revolutionists recently condemned him to death. The aspect of the Russian capital decidedly more calm. Business, which had been at a complete standstill. CONTINUED ON 4TH PAGE. A Voice From Africa. MISSIONARY JACKSON MAKES: COMPLAINT—FAVORS A CENTRALIZED GOVERNMENT—CRITICIZES DR. JORDAN'S METHODS—HAS SUFFERED MUCH—BRIGHT PROSPECTS IN THE DARK CONTINENT. 38 Chester Rd., Walmer Estate, Woodstock, South Africa, December 21, 1904. To the Editor of the RICHMOND PLANET, Dear Sir and Brother in the Lord. Greeting:—Again, we venture to write to you. The only excuse that we can offer for this liberty is, the sacrifice which we have made for the work of foreign missions. We are descended from an old Virginia tree, the trunk of which lived in Richmond. Lot Higby of Bowling Green, an ex-slave of John Enders of Richmond was the writer's great-grand-father. Higby's daughter, Luvenia Randall, was our grand-mother, and was the property of Simon Frazier of Richmondu. John Henry and Henrietta were told, the former to Dr. F. W. Dancy of Holly Springs, Miss, and the latter to L. Sailor of the same place. The writer was born at Holly Springs in 1859 and returned to that city in 1879, was educated at the Miss. State Normal School, finishing in the class of 1883. We then went west to the Hot Springs of Arkansas, were married to Miss Emmi H. Public life in 1884, taught in one of the Public schools of Arkansas. lives have been hazarded for the cause in this field, and the deep interest we have in it, is as dear as the apple of our eye. We have sacrificed father, mother, sister and brothers, friends and society, home and surrounding influences. And while we have not sought suffering, yet we have suffered much, for which we are not sorry, but rather glory and rejoice in the same. Even Secretary Jordan has had to acknowledge that we have done much for the cause. (See "Up the Ladder in Missions,") Now, we do not mention these things in the joy of the praise of men, but, in order to use evidence from our enemies which alone, is sufficient to establish our claim to a hearing to those who have the interest of work here at heart. Our friend Perregrino informed us that you had written to him, and that he was about to reply, this however, was some time ago, and he does not know that the writer is penning this epistle to you. GREAT POSSIBILITIES FOR THE CHURCH. There are great possibilities here for Ark, joined the Baptist Church. Entered the ministry there and received ordination in 1890. Elected a foreign missionary at the Bapt. Foreign Home Miss Convention. Wash., D. O., 1893, sailed with wife and two sons, ages 5 and 8 respectively, April 19, 1894; arrived at Cape Town, South Africa, June 4, 1894. At the time of our landing, there was not one Negro Baptist in all South Africa. We began and set up our bamboo church. God at that time the little "munstard seed" was sowed. Yes, we began at once and by the 20th of September, 1894 we were able to organize as a body of baptized believers in the Lord Jesus Christ. AN ADDITION TO THE FAMILY. On Nov. 13th Ged added to our family a little daughter, whom we called Candace, and the next day, Nov. 14, 1894 the mail from the U. S. A. brought us a letter from (Dr. L. M. Luke) the Foreign Mission Board containing our appointment as the servant of the above named Christian body. After the death of Dr. Luke, Rev. L. G. Jordan, (now Dr.) was appointed Cor. Sec. to the Foreign Mission Board. Certain promises on the part of the Board were made to the Africans, but, never fulfilled, and because of it, friction arose, but, we fought bravely on until to-day there are many Negro Baptists, ye, thousands in this sub continent. The S. African Foreign Mission field, is God's child, the precious life of which, is hunted by enemies as bitter as was Herod of old. It was asked, "Can any good thing come out of Nazareth?" Our Cor. Sec. seems to think that no good thing can come out of Cape Town. Egypt is the only place where the or nothing was done for it and seldom was it mentioned in the "Mission Herald." "Hope deferred maketh the heart sick." Promises unfulfilled hurt rather than help. And yet, the Cape Town Church is the immediate parent of all of our South African Mission stations. It is much pleasanter to be able to say nice things that edify, but being boycotted and ignored what else can we do than complain? We are being unjustly treated and even a worm will turn when tread upon. BLAME THE AMERICAN MANAGEMENT. Through the work of Rev. Jordan, D.D. the work he is thoroughly disorganized. 1st. Because there is no central head to our work, the Cor. Sec. having created all workers equal, not allowing their correspondence to pass through an honored head, each reporting individually and independently. There is no one through whom the government may receive the necessary information touching our work, and thus each attempts to correspond with the local government, confusing matters more and more. The field here has been distracted by our hoard, and a more confounding, foolish thing would be hard to conceive. 3rd. Both Revs. C. S. Morris (now Dr.) and L. G. Jordan, came to Africa and ordained incompetent men to the gospel ministry to which the colonial government takes exceptions, as do the white Baptists of South Africa. LAST. BUT NOT LEAST. 4th. And last, but not least, such inability to deal with the heathen, is showing itself in a most baneful manner, once given a free hand you can not again discipline them. By way of stress we would point out that the Greater love hath no man than this, that he downs his life for his friend." Well or lives have been haarded for the cause in this field, and the deep interest we have in it, is as dear as the apple of our eye. we have sacrificed father, mother, sister and brothers, friends and society, home and surrounding influences. And while we have not sought suffering, yet, we have suffered much, for which we are not sorry, but rather glory and rejoice in the same. Even Secretary Jordan has had to acknowledge that we have done much for the cause. (See "Up the Ladder in Missions.") Now, we do not mention these things in the joy of the praise of men, but, in order to use evidence from our enemies which alone, is sufficient to establish our claim to a hearing to those who have the interest of work here at heart. Our friend Perregrino informed us that you had written to him, and that he was about to reply, this however, was some time ago, and he does not know that the writer is penning this epistle to you. GREAT POSSIBILITIES FOR THE CHURCH. There are great possibilities here for the church and the race. We are our spot and have our series quite a decade on this ground. Surely if it is the honest desire of our board to do mission work in South Africa they can afford an impartial investigation. And moreover, we believe that you are the honored hyman of the Baptist denomination whose influence will be felt for good. The writer by no means would be misunderstood, and dubbed as a booster; if he should own the sole responsibility for the spread of the Negro Baptist cause in all South Africa. We are begging only that something may be done ere it be too late. The work here can brook no delay, and delay is dangerous. Sir Godfrey Logden, the Chief British officer of native affairs wished our Secretary success, hence a chance such as at present offers may never again occur. Now while the iron is yet red the time to strike. The writer has the respect and confidence of the local government and the white Baptists as well as of certain other persons of influence, whose word the powers that be have taken as a sufficient warrant for grave responsibilities. And best of all we have the confidence of the masses. A FREE HAND WANTED. Therefore we are certain that we understand what is needed here and if the Board would be advised on certain points, and give us a free hand, notifying every worker on the South African field, that we are given the power to represent the board as its sole agent and notify the colonial government as well to that effect all will go well. We have faith that all things are working together for the good for the Negro Baptists. We desire to be used as a link brethren at home, and the between our native African. Rev. Dr. E. O. Morris in his letter of Nov. 10th last, to us, calls us a hero in modern missions and we desire to intimate that it may be well for you to communicate with that gentleman. Trusting that you may, by this letter be interested, We beg to remain yours in anticipation. R. A. JACKSON, in Africa. CHARGES AGAINST CIRCUIT JUDGE Philadelphia Firm Wants E. Henry Lacombe Impeached. HELD UP FINAL DECREE IN CASI Washington, Jan. 25.—In the mail of nearly every member of the house of representatives was a letter signed by the firm name of Watt & Dohan, attorneys at law, Philadelphia, set- ting forth twelve reasons why consti- tutional action should be taken against Judge E. Henry Lacombe, of the cir- cuit court for the southern district of New York. Chairman Jenkins, of the judiciary committee, intends to lay the matter before that commit- Cause of the Action. Philadelphia, Jan. 25.—George W. Watt, of the law firm of Watt & Dohan, in explaining the reasons for presenting charges to Congress asking for the impeachment of Judge E. PRICE, FIVE CENTS Henry Lacombe, of the United States circuit court for the southern district of New York, stated that this action was taken because of the judge's failure to have rendered a final decision in a suit which has been before the courts for 21 years. The original suit, Mr. Watt said, was an action for damages brought by John Dubois, of Dubois, Pa., in 1884, against the cities of New York and Brooklyn for an infringement upon his patent. Mr. Dubois, who was a wealthy manufacturer and dealer in iron and lumber, is said to have been the inventor of a coeferdam, an infringement upon which, it is alleged, was used in the construction of the pliers of the Brooklyn bridge. He brought suit, and, according to Mr. Watt, was awarded damages in the sum of $965,000. The case was appealed, and has been at various times contested in the United States circuit court, and finally reached the United States circuit court of appeals, which tribunal last November sent it back to the circuit court. Mr. Watt says that while twelve charges are presented to congress, the main allegation is that Judge Lacombe has been instrumental in preventing a final decree being handed down in the litigation. Mr. Dubois died some time ago, and the contest is now being made by John E. Dubois, executor of the inventor's estate. SWORN TO TRY JUDGE SWAYNE Washington, Jan. 25.—The senate took an important step in the impeachment trial of United States Judge Charles Swayne, of the Northern district of California. The organization for the trial was perfected by the swearing of senators for that purpose; the managers of the house were received for the purpose of formally presenting the articles of impeachment, and a resolution summoning Judge Swayne to appear was adopted. Mr. Platt, of Connecticut, was elected to preside at the trial sessions. Further proceedings were postponed until Friday, when Judge Swayne is expected to appear before the bar of the senate in response to the summons of the senate. The ceremony was impressive, and was witnessed by a full senate and by well-filled galleries. The trial oath was administered to senators by Chief Justice Fuller, who appeared in the long black gown worn by him when sitting in the supreme court. STABBED BY HIS MOTHER Fourteen-Year-Old Boy Dying From Wound In Neck. New York, Jan. 25.—Dying of a stab wound in the back, believed to have been inflicted by his mother, Clifford Nichols, a boy of 14, was taken to the Harlem hospital. The boy at first declared that he had fallen against a piece of glass, but later, according to the police, admitted that his mother had stabbed him at their home in East 126th street, where he was found by a neighbor who, discovering his condition, notified the police. The lad's mother, Mrs. Catherine Nichols, 31 years old, was arrested. The police were unable to obtain from her any explanation of how the stabbing occurred. Fortune For Hired Girl Georgetown, Del., Jan. 24.-Susan W. Davis, aged 16 years, will receive $25,000 through the death of her employer, Philip Richards. When he died recently he bequeathed $5000 and a farm valued at $20,000 to the young girl, who lived with him on the farm. The relatives made a contest, but they abandoned it. Attorney General Robert R. Richards, a relative, is left $500, and several other bequests are made. Frank Croker Killed. Daytonia, Fla., Jan. 23. — While speeding his racing automobile on the beach, Frank Croker, eldest son of Richard Croker, of New York, collided with a motor cycle chair driven by Newton Stanley. Mr. Croker received injuries from which he died. His chaffeur, Raoul, was thrown 40 feet in the air and landed on his forehead, killing him instantly. Stanley had both legs broken. Murdered and Robbed On Lonely Road Pottsville, Pa., Jan. 24.—Three highwaymen attacked Joseph Coblk on a lonely road between St. Clair and Broad Mountain and beat him into unconsciousness with stones and clubs and then rifled his pockets. He was found later by a miner and was conveyed to the Pottsville hospital, where he died. The highwaymen escaped. Live Stock Markets. Union Stock Yards, Pittsburgh—Cattle were lower; choice, $5.30@10% prime, $5.10@5.55. Hogs were higher; Yorkers, $5.55; light Yorkers, $4.90@4.95; sheep, $4.75@4.25; roughs, $4@4.40. Sheep were steady; prime wethers, $7.55@7%; common sheep, $2.50@7.55; lambs, $7@7.55; veal calves, $7.50@5. THE PLANET SATURDAY.....JANUARY 28, 1905 RELIGIOUS MATIERS IN HIS NAME. They laughed at him, a soulless, cheerless laugh. And made a smile with pretense to be bland. Because the steoped and raised a beggar's staff And placed it in its owner's hand. And dropped a coin within his thriftless cup. To comfort him—that he might drink and sup. They said: "Ah, me! What next? One dare hot guess!" And saw him stop to soothe a child's dismay. To brush the soil from off its Sunday dress, And send it comforted upon its homeward muff. Net much, 'tis true, yet dimly one may see. The Christ and catch a glimpse of far-off Galilee. Eccentric to extreme! He led a drunken boy Out from the crowd, away from laugh and jeer. Beyond the reach of them who would destroy. And dropped upon his hand a kindly tear, To him know that one walked by his side. To save him from himself and evils that betide. Absurd beyond belief! It merits jest and sneezes. That he in open day would thus himself demean— To give a bunch of flowers without a sign of fear, To one who walked the path of erring Magdalene. Her eyes welled with her tears—the flowers also reverent preset. Against her heart—and God knows all the rest. —S. B. McManus, In Ram Horn. HE COULD CLIMB. Workman in an Elevator Shaft Furnishes Text for Sermon to Young Men. A man working on an elevator was telling his experiences as a workman in one of the large skyscrapers. He said that he could begin working in the shaft at the bottom, and go on up, slowly, climbing as the work progressed, but that he could not go in at the top and begin working. The height was too great to begin there; yet he had no difficulty if he worked his way up in the shaft. It was a striking illustration of a great truth that few young people appreciate. Most of us want to go in at the top somewhere, and begin to work. Not all of us are willing to go in at the bottom and work our way up. One of the reasons why some young men have fallen is because they went in at the top where their fathers were working, and tried to work in the same way. Perhaps they sought only the easy places at the top, places which others had reached by hard working and climbing, and they could not stand the height—so they fell to the bottom. It is a good thing to reach the top in anything; but it is not a good thing to be carried there and placed in position without having the experience of climbing, by slow degrees, until the top is reached. Hard work has its advantage in this, that it furnishes a place to stand on in time of promotion; it steadies one when he reaches the top—Service. HAD LEARNED TO OBEY. Incident in Life of Gen. Havelock Which Showed His Strict Fidelity to Duty. It is told of Gen. Havelock that one day, when a boy, his father, having some business to do, left him on London bridge, and bade him wait there till he came back. The father was detained and forgot his son, not returning to the bridge all that day. In the evening he reached home, and after he had rested a little while, his wife inquired: "Where is Harry?" The father thought a moment, "Dear me!" said he, "I quite forgot Harry. He is on London bridge, and has been there for eight hours waiting for me." He hastened away to relieve the boy, and found him just where he had left him in the morning, pacing to and fro like a sentinel on his beat. The strict fidelity to duty which the boy gloriously displayed on this occasion showed itself in after years and was the means of winning many a famous victory in battle. His Habit of Praver "As far back as I can remember," said a wise and good man, "I had the habit of thanking God for everything I received, and of asking Him for everything I wanted. If I lost my book, or any of my playthings, I prayed that I might find it. I prayed walking along the streets, in school or out of school, whether playing or studying. I did this because it seemed natural to do so. I thought of God as everywhere present, full of kindness and love, Who would not be offended if children talked to Him." That man was Dr. Charles Hodge, the distinguished scholar and preacher. How happy all children would be if they were to talk with God as their father, which he did as a child, and have also the habit of thanking God! Too often when our prayers are answered we forget to give God thanks. Change Cars. If you find yourself on the wrong road, get off, change cars and go the other way. The flicker to the Land of the Lost will not be accepted on the Through Limited to the Kingdom of the Sky. The road is managed by a different corporation and the rates on the down grade will not carry you to the Celestial City. -United Presbyterian THE LORD VISITED HIM. Remarkable Instance Related by a Western Preacher of God's Providential Care. A pastor of a western church relates this incident which he considers a special Providence to him, although some people think it was only a coincidence He says he was recently called to a new pastorate and had exhausted all his ready means. It was getting late in the autumn and was cold. His supply of wood was nearly exhausted, and he had not enough to go over the Sabbath. This want troubled him so much during the week that he could not prepare his usual sermon. (He had never tried to prepare two sermons in a week but once, when the sermons were not very valuable.) On Saturday afternoon he ment into the village to see how he could get a load of wood to last over the Sabbath, for he had a family and could not go over the Sabbath without wood. He thought he would try and borrow five dollars from his deacon, who lived on a farm a few miles in the country, and came into the village every Saturday afternoon. When he reached the village he went into the drug store of one of his members and asked the privilege to write a note to the deacon. Stepping behind a desk he took a sheet of note paper and began to write. He got as far as to say: "Dear Friend," when a hand came around the desk with a five-dollar bill in it, and he heard a voice that said to him: "Take that; I have heard you preach." The voice came from a man who stood behind the desk, not a member of his church, who never gave him a dollar before. The pastor's eyes filled with tears, and it seemed like the Lord. He was thrilled all over. He caught his breath and managed to thank the gentleman. As he opened the front door he saw a load of wood standing on the street near the door. He stepped up to the wagon and asked the man who drove it if the wood was for sale. The man replied that it was, so he bought the wood and got onto the wagon, as the man asked him to do, and the next Sabbath his family was comfortable. He says he did not need any notes to preach the next Sabbath, for his heart was so full that he preached extemporaneously with great liberty, and some of his members came to him after the sermon and asked how he preached so effectively. He replied that "the Lord had visited him."—Dr. John D. Parker, in Herald and Presbyter. JOY IN AFFLICTION. How a Bed-Ridden Woman Preached a Wonderful Sermon by Her Cheerfulness. A girl belonging to a church society went to call upon a cripple, taking some sweet flowers to the invalid. After a little conversation, the visitor asked: "Don't you get tired of being tied to that bed day and night, Miss Grey, week after week?" "Yes, I think I do sometimes; that is, I grow bodily tired," was the response. "But I try not to think of that. I only want to remember that God is good and merciful. In His love He spared me even though I am crippled, to live that I might learn to know Him here. You see, before I was hurt I never thought about Him as being a real Friend and Helper. But since I have been compelled to lie here quiet and helpless, I can even find joy and thankfulness in my affliction; I live to serve Him and that crowds almost every other thought." And the one who had come to minister went away feeling that she had received more than she had given during that visit. Truly, only those who know Him for the loving Saviour that He is can say this—Ram's Horn. RAM'S HORN SPEAR POINTS No guise is too good for sin to appropriate. Yesterday's remedies cannot work today's reforms. It is the gifts we use and not the ones we have that make us. David's brightest thoughts came to him in his darkest days. Right relations with God is the first duty of every young man. Nature study is empty without the study of our own natures. When a man brags of his virtues the devil is the first to applaud. Faith is a telescope; the vision comes from looking through it, not at it. Prayer is simply our expression when we become conscious of God's presence. we become conscious of God's presence. The worst thing in this world is not dying; it is being dead and not knowing it. A minute with the Redeemer in the morning may save an hour of regret at night. Mr. Jones—My daughter is only 18. You had better wait until she is older. The Lover—Well, I've waited two years for her to get older, but she still stays at 18.—Judge. Quite Appropriate Singleton—What was your notion for calling your baby Bill? Wedderly—Because he arrived on the first of the month; that's the answer.—Chicago News. From the Ape's Standpoint. "Nothing interests me more than this question of civilization," said the ape as he sat in his cage thoughtfully cracking fleas. "Is it advance or retrogression? I must confess that I am inclined to the latter belief when I observe that fair, young girl feeding peanuts to the elephant. Could she be called civilized or even human, arrayed as she is in a skirt of the new fur, yeda, or unborn calf, and a baby lamb jacket. I assure you that my ape wives are shuddering at such evidences of barbarism."—Puck. THE RICHMOND PLANET Something of the Life History and Habits of an Interesting and Very Curious Fish. The expression "as flat as a flounder" has the proverbial, but it does not a lot to very young flounders, which differ so much from the adult ones that they can hardly be recognized belonging to the same family as their parents. Most boys and girls are familiar with full-grown flounders, to very few of them, and few older people, know anything about the appearance of young flounders and the wonderful transformations they undergo. In spring and summer it is possible for young nature students to secure specimens of newly hatched flounders by dragging a fine mesh net NEWLY HATCHED FLOUNDERS. (Transparent, Except Eyes, and Swim Vertically, with Head to Surface.) NEWLY HATCHED FLOUNDERS. (Transparent, Except Eyes, and Swim Vertically, with Head to Surface.) on sunny days when the water is smooth. Such specimens may easily be kept alive in dishes of salt water, and examine from time to time with a low-power microscope. The founds begin life as do ordinary fishes. When they first emerge from the egg they swim vertically, with the head turned upward. Their bodies are symmetrical and their eyes are on opposite sides of the head. Gradually the position of the body changes from vertical to horizontal, and the fish remain thus for some time, swimming like ordinary fishes; but while still very small there is foreshadowing of the bottom life they are destined for, and they enter upon a series of remarkable changes. The most striking of these changes is in the position of the eye. The eye of one side or the other slowly but steadily moves over to the opposite side of the head and takes a place beside the other eye. In some flounders the eye moves around the front of the head; in others it moves directly through the head. This shifting of the eye's position is accompanied by a change in the position of the body, which ceases to be upright and becomes more and more oblique. The side of the body from which the eye is moving gradually becomes inferior to the other, until by the time the change of the eye is complete the fish swims with its blind side underneath, and this position is ever after maintained. The ```markdown ``` RIGHT-SIDED FLOUNDER. (Picture Shot showing change in Position of Left Eye) RIGHT-SIDED FLOUNDER. (Picture Shows the Strange Change in Position of Left Eye.) flounder then ceases its free swimming habit and sinus to the bottom. Some species of flounders are right-sided and others are left-sided. In the right-sided forms the left eye moves to the right side, and the left side becomes undermost. In the left-sided species the opposite conditions prevail. It rarely happens that right-sided species have left-sided individuals, and vice versa. In a few species both right sided and left-sided fish occur in about equal numbers.—St. Nicholas. The Swallow's Big Appetite. One swallow will eat at least 6,000 files a day. Amusing Inc 5 20 50 100 LANG- Amusing Indoor Pastime HERE is a pastime for a rainy day which will teach you a pretty little trick, besides showing you how to spend a very pleasant hour. the paper, but will fall to the table. Now put a short piece of thread, six four or five inches long, in the eye each needle and note the result. Make a small paper target and lean it against some books on the table. Now get some needles (large ones are best) and see if you can throw them, against the target so that their points will stick in it. Although you try many times and stand very near the target, you will not succeed, for the needles will refuse to stick in Mrs. B.—I must have a new costume at once. Mr. B.—Gracious, woman, how can you ask for a costume when you have to appear as a witness in my bankruptcy hearing next week? Mrs. B.—That's just why I must have them. Do you think I can face the people in a courtroom wearing my old clothes?—Cassell's. A Scientific Little Arrangement for Keeping Growing Plants Supplied with Moisture. An effective, but simple, apparatus for keeping growing plants supplied with moisture may be easily contrived. This is particularly useful in cases where, owing to the absence of their owner or others, plants have for days, perhaps weeks, to be left without personal attention. Nearly fill a large bowl with water, and place it upon a small table. At the DEVICE FOR WATERING PLANTS. foot of the table the plants to be supplied with water should be grouped, as our picture shows. For each plant take a length of worsted, at one end of which tie a small stone, or anything that will act as a weight. Soak the worsted a moment in the water, and then, leaving at the bottom of the bowl the end to which the weight is attached, let the other end of the length of worsted hang down over the bowl's edge. Particularly, however, take care that the end of the worsted hanging outside comes lower than the bottom of the bowl. Doing this, you have in reality constructed a syphon, and as long as there is water in the bowl it will, by traveling first up the length of worsted that is inside the bowl—see dotted lines—and then down the hanging portion outside, slowly drip upon the plants below. To be sure that all is in working order it is well to set the appliance working, say, the day before leaving it. And, of course, the greater the volume of water originally provided, and the fewer the lengths of worsted draining from it, the longer the supply of water will last. —Cassell's Saturday Journal FALL PLOWING Opinion That It Tends to Rob the Land of Much of Its Fertility. The fall-breaking question must be settled by every farmer to suit his own conditions, but we think it safe to lay down the general principle that fall-breaking tends to rob the land of much cf its fertility, says the Farmers' Voice. The Rothamstead and other experiments have proved conclusively that the bare soil loses a great deal of nitrogen during the wet weather of winter and early spring, while unbroken land, that is even sparsely covered with any green area, loses and appreciable amount. This loss is not so easily detected on our rich prairie soils, nor is it so great where the land is hard frozen for long periods, but the question is, can we afford to lose any of that element of fertility that costs us 15 cents per pound to restore. If we thought that we must break our lands very deeply, we would be very much inclined to do the work in the fall, early enough to permit of a seeding of wheat or rye. We would do this deep breaking preferably in the fall, so as to allow the frosts to help reestablish the connection between the upper and the subsol, as regards water supply, and would sow the grain to preserve the nitrogen in the soil and would harrow or disk it under in spring. As we come better to understand the problems connected with agriculture, we find that we have, in the past, done many things that were entirely unnecessary to the making of a good crop. Some of the best farmers, who grow corn after corn on very rich lands, have abandoned the practice of "breaking," as the term is understood to mean turning the soil with a plow, and merely disk and harrow the surface in the spring a few days before planting. In private experiments we have found this to be preferable to breaking the land with share and mold board plow. . A DISH DRAINER. Device Which Is Simple of Construction, But a Great Convenience. A dish drainer which will hold all the dishes is of great convenience. Such a one is shown in the accompanying drawing. It is made of a frame of boards the size of the sink, on the under side of which is tacked firmly fine wire netting. The drainer may the accompanying drawing. It is made of a frame of boards the size of the sink, on the under side of which is tacked firmly fine wire netting. The drainer may be placed upon the sink and the dishes placed bottom side up upon the netting, after they have been rinsed in hot water. In this way they will dry quickly and you will not be obliged to wipe them.—Farm and Home. Odors. Mr. Upmore—If you haven't decided where you will spend the winter, I can recommend the Bermuda islands. I have had two delightful winters there. Mr. Gaswell—I've thought of that, but my wife objects. She says she can't stand the smell of onions. She wants to go to the Isle of Pines, or something like that.—Chicago Tribune. An Even Deal. Dodger—Oh, no, thank you, you won't catch me getting married. It's too one-sided a game for me. Goaker—On the contrary, I think it's the most level that it's possible to play at. Dodger—How do you make that out? Goaker—Why, because it's always a tie, isn't it?—Ally Sloper. RICFMOND, VIRGINIA HINT FOR INGENIOUS BOYS How to Make a Cigar-Box Boat That Will Float and Is Propelled by Paddle. The first thing to be done is to secure a good strong cigar box and to rip away its lid. Cut two pieces of pasteboard, each the width of the box by one-third of its length, and tack these across the front and back of the opening. This makes a fore and after deck. With a hatchet chop from an umbrella rib two masts a foot long, pushing one through the fore and one through the after deck, and pounding both firmly into the bottom of the cigar box. Take what remains of the umbrella rib, say three inches, lay half of it along the middle of the fore deck, allowing the other half to project; secure it to the pasteboard with sealing wax, and the bowsprit is in position. Now the cigar box commences to resemble a ship and it is time to begin the propeller. For this purpose out from the cover two strips of wood an inch bread, and tack these to the sides of the box just at the bottom, so that five inches stick out at each side of the back of the box. The position of the strips to the box is the position of shafts to a wagon, except that they are behind instead of in front. They must be tacked very strongly. When this is done run a stout rubber band from the end of one shaft to the end of the other. Cut out of what is left of the cigar box top a paddle four inches long and an inch and a half wide and A ship built of wood. CIGAR BOX BOAT AND PADDLE. the motive power of the boat is ready. You have only to push the paddle between the sides of the rubber band, midway between the shafts, and turn it round from left to right until the rubber is twisted tight. When you let go of the paddle it will turn rapidly until the elastic is untwisted, and if the boat is in the water the turning will send it ahead. The stronger this apparatus and the tighter the rubber is twisted the farther the boat will go. What remains, to be done is only to make the box water tight and to increase its likeness to a ship. The first task can be accomplished by calling inside the box, and the holes made by the mast, with potty or gum. If neither is handy, light a candle and let the tallow drip into the proper places. Run a string from the mainmast to the foremast, and from the foremast to the bowsprit for rigging, and glue a tiny flag to the top of each. Cut portholes along the side of the boat, or paint them there with ink. A spool can be made to look like a donkey engine, a tiny box will serve as a cabin, and the vessel is ready to be floated. If the work is done neatly the craft will be as trim and as serviceable as an iron toy that would cost from three to ten dollars in any of the shops.—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune. Ex-President Cleveland's Start. Grover Cleveland helped his family before he was 16 by working in a country store. Later he studied law, at the same time supporting himself by clerical work. After he was admitted to the bar he was soon given full charge of the office in which he worked at a salary of $600 per year. Musical Floors in Japan Japanese ladies sometimes have the floors of their boudoirs, underneath the mats, so arranged that by the movements of the boards when trodden upon sounds something like the chirping of birds are emitted. door Pastime the paper, but will fail to the table. Now put a short piece of thread, say four or five inches long, in the eye of each needle and note the result. When this is done you can throw the needles ever so much farther and straighter and they will stick into the target almost every time. When you have accomplished this much you can have lots of fun seeing how close to the bull's eye you can come with your novel darts.—Chicago Inter Ocean. "You're fitting out an arctic expedition? Well, I suppose mankind's ambition to discover the north pole will never be satisfied until—" "North pole, nothing! I'm commissioned to capture a walrus north of the eightieth parallel and bring back the longest whisker from its right cheek, in order to complete a millionaire's collection."—Chicago Tribune. SAMUEL B. Money received on deposit amounts above $1.00 which reel Money Loaned on Satisfaction Business Accounts Handled Amounts of ten cents and This establishment is fitted up in the white vault, burlar-proof steel chest, elevation for safety and the accommodation. For all information concerning Stock Cashier. Banking Hours have been arranged in people as follows: 9 A. M. to 4 P. M. close Saturday at 3 P. M. and open again P. M. Call by as you come from work. OFFICE JOHN MITCHELL, JR., President. THOS. H. W. BOARD OFF REV. W. F. GRAHAM, D. D., JN. H. R. JEFFERSON H. F. JONATHAN J. G. FARLEY. H. A. WASHINGTON, R. W. WHITING JOHN MITCHELL, JR., PRES. W. I. JOY FUNERAL DIRECTOR Office & Warerooms, 207 N. HACKS R. Units by Telephone or Te pers and Entertainment Old Phone, 686. Residence Money received on deposit and interest paid on a amounts above $1.00 which remains 60 days and over. Money Loaned on Satisfactory Security. Business Accounts Handled Promptly. Amounts of ten cents and upwards received on deposit. This establishment is fitted up in the most improved style, having a large white vault, burlar-proof steel chest, electric lights and every modern convenience for safety and the accommodation of the public. For all information concerning Stocks, Deposits, Loans, etc., apply to the Cashier. Banking Hours have been arranged for the special convenience of the working people as follows: 9 A. M. to 4 P. M. Saturdays, 9 A. M. to 8 P. M. We close Saturday at 3 P. M. and open again at 5 P. M., remaining open until 7 P. M. Call by as you come from work. OFFICERS: JOHN MITCHELL, JR., President. H. F. JONATHAN, Vice-President. THOS. H.WYATT, Caghier. BOARD OF DIRECTORS: REV. W. F. GRAHAM, D. D., JNO. R. CHILES, B. P. VANDERVALL, M. R. JEFFERSON H. F. JONATHAN, THOMAS SMITH D. J. OMAVERS, J. C. FARLEY, JNO. C. TAYLOR, M. A. WASHINGTON, R. W. WHITING, WILLIAM OUSTALO, J. J. CARTER, JOHN MITCHELL, JR., Pres. THOMAS M. CRUMP, S. W. I. JOHNSON. FUNERAL DIRECTOR AND EMBALMER. Office & Warerooms, 207 N. Foushee St. Corner Broad HACKS FOR HIRE: by Telephone or Telegraph filled. Wedding, Suppers and Entertainments promptly attended. Old Phone, 686. Residence in Building, New Phone. 48 KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS OF 1 TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: This organization has been chartered and legally stituted under the laws and statute of the state of New York, for the purpose of uniting together all acceptable men on the Broad Bases of Charity—Beneficial 父ternal and to promote the Social and Moral condition of humanity. Itts two distinct military and uniform ranks will secure for this organization place in the front ranks of all sacred institutions of modern events, a grand oppo- nunity for active men. Deputies wanted in all sections of the country to orga- lized lodges. G. W. ALLEN Supreme voyager. 846 W. 87th Street, New York City. Out of Town Towers Solicited and will Receive Prompt and Closely Attention Isaac Straus and Co. Family Wine, Liquor and Cigar Store, 422 East Broad, St. Richmond, Va. WE MAKE A SPECIALTY OFFICE Mt. 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Give me a call before going elsewhere "THE ECONOMY," 303 and 305 N.3rd St., CLEANING, DYEING, AND REPAIRING TURNER & WHITE, PROPRIETORS. ```markdown ``` Mechanics' Savings Bank OF RICHMOND, VA 511 North Third Street. Capital, $25,000. F. H. Jackson. Chas. T. Williams. JACKSON & WILLIAMS. THE STAQ BGFA & Beef, Pork, Veal and Lamb, 101 W. Jackson St., Richmond, Va. Fresh Country Eggs and Butter. Fine Butter a Specialty. DENTISTRY PAINLESS5 EXTRACTION.... For beautiful Teeth, Comfort, Pleasure and Health. OFFICE HOURS: From 8 A.M. to 6 P.M. Old Phone, 816. DR. P. B. RAMSEY, 102 W. Leigh St., Richmond, Va. SYDNOR AND HUNDLEY, LEADERS IN Quality Furniture PARLOR SUITS. We have some twenty-five or thirty suits bought, most of which will be in stock in a few days. "Don't do a thing" until you see this line. MORRIS CHAIRS. This always popular chair of rest will be in as much demand this fall as ever. Part of our stock has already arrived and $10 values vie with $15 values of a year ago. Call, see our stock of Bed Room Fur niture and save time and money. Passenger elevator. Sydnor & Hundley, The Iron Brigade A Story of the Army of the Potomac By GEN. CHARLES KING Author of "Norman Holt," "The Colonel's Daughter," "Fort Frayne," Etc. Copyright, 1902, by G. W. Dillingham Co. They were paddling idly down the stream—two young men and a girl. Stroke and bow were in heated discussion, and the dark brown eyes that earlier in the afternoon seemed ever seeking those of liquid blue before him, were now turned, sometimes to port, sometimes to starboard, sometimes over the squared shoulders, flashing on the man in front—a young athlete with eyes as blue and hair and skin well-nigh as fair as those of the girl at the helm. He of the stroke sculls, on the contrary, was tawny, almost, as a son of the tropes. His head was crowned by dark brown curls, tumbling about neck and temples. The shape of his face had the delicate beauty of a woman's. Among the four score young fellows prominent in society of the western metropolis, there was not one to deny to Paul Ladue the palm for physical, or at least facial, charm. Ever since his coming among them four years before there was hardly a girl in all their circle in the bustling city that had not declared him "simply lovely." What his face lacked was strength and will. A physiognomist would have turned from it speedily to study the strong, virile features, the square jaw, the firm set lips of the stalwart fellow at his back. It required no unusual power to tell that he and the silent girl were brother and sister, and that between them sat, despite the heat of argument, a beloved and cherished friend. "You'll never do it, even if you muster in every man north of the Ohio, Fred," said he of the dark, fashing eyes. "Our people will fight to the last man—and then the women and children will take it up." Fred Benton shook his head in dissent—a sad smile on his face. For a moment he ceased rowing and bent earnestly forward: "You at least can have no sympathy with the south, after the wrong done your father, Paul, and I'm blessed if I can understand your taking up the cudgels for Alabama as you do." The color deepened in Ladue's face. Benton had scored a hit. The eyes of the girl brimmed with tears. There was something of reproach in the glance she threw at her stalwart brother. Well as the stor, was known, people rarely spoke of it to the Ladues. Four years old though it was, it still cut deep. Some time in '57 the editor of a leading journal had received a letter commending to him Francis Ladue, who purposed settling in the city and going into business there. Presently Ladue came and with him his little family—a fragile, sad-faced wife, a slender, big-eyed boy of 16, and two young children. Presently, too, marked copies of southern papers were received, and little by little their story was told to an indignant and sympathetic community. Natives of the south and residents for years of a beautiful old southern metropolis, they had been banished from the home of their love, driven from state to state, forbidden ever to return, and compelled finally to seek refuge among strangers in the north, because Ladue, senior, owner of the finest bookstore on the Gulf coast, stood charged with having sold to an old customer one copy of "Uncle Tom's Cabin." The business it had taken Ladue nearly a quarter of a century to build up was ruined in a day. Ladue was shy and reserved, his wife a semi-invalid and Paul a sensitive plant. It was long before he seemed to thaw out at all, but Fred Benton, a near neighbor when they passed into the high school, was the youth he finally tied to, and then this strangely assorted pair joined forces, apparently, for good and all. Damon and Pythias they called them; for, after the first six months of shyness on Ladue's part, they became inseparable. High school finished, Ladue was needed as assistant in his father's growing business. Benton had begun the study of law in the office of the famous old firm of which his father was the head. But before either had cast his first vote the long heralded conflict between the north and south had burst upon the startled land. Sumter had fallen. The president had called, first for 75,000 men to defend the capital, then for 500,000 volunteers to prosecute the war. For a moment there came no answer to Benton's tentative. Already he repented him of his words, yet there was something he longed to know. For upwards of three years there had been no secret between him and his chosen friend. Paul Ladue, who hitherto had held no communication with his native state, was writing letters thither and feverishly, furtively, perhaps, awaiting reply. What did it portend? On every hand men were quitting the desk, the plough or the tools of their trade, and flocking to the recruiting offices. Benton's name had been sent to the governor for a commission in one of the new regiments. Mass meetings were being held almost every night, and energetic citizens were passing subscription papers from desk to desk that a fund might be raised for the benefit of the families of the rapidly enlisting husbands and fathers. Ladue gave again and again and gave gladly. "How could I do otherwise?" said he. "You and these kind people bade me welcome when life was at its blackest. I am a southerner. I cannot fight against mine own people no matter what they did to me. I cannot support them, however, in their revolt against the government which shields and protects me. I will not refuse to contribute towards the support of the wives and children of those who so kindly welcomed my wife and children. I and mine are grateful." "But what is Paul going to do?" was the question that startled him, one morning. "He would not enlist with the boys here and he's writing letter after letter to somebody there. It isn't possible he would fight for the people who broke his father's heart." It had never occurred to Ladue. It was high time he interposed. Paul was barely 20, and, therefore, still subject to his father's will. It was a soft, warm evening at the verge of June as the trio came silently back from their up-river row. Fred propped his sculls against the tree box, and let himself in at the gate for a few minutes of earnest talk. It was indeed time somebody in authority sought to dissuade the young man if it should prove that he was seeking service with the Alabama troops. Meantime the two young people had gone on toward the Benton homestead. Away down town there came the sound of distant cheering, for another mass meeting was being held in Market Jamest "WHAT IS IT, PAUL?" Square and a gifted orator from Chicago was being presented to the throng. Up here near the blups overlooking the great inland sea, all was still. Elinor Benton looked warily within as they reached the gate in front of the qualt colonial house that had been her home since babyhood. Voices, in low-ticed chat, floated out to her from the broad veranda, and with hardly a shadow of hesitation the girl turned and followed when her partner said, "Let us go back to the bluff a little while." When they reached the edge of the bluff Ladue turned to her and his voice trembled as he asked, "You heard Fred's question?" An almost inaudible "Yes," was the sole response. "What—do you think I—ought to do?" he wistfully, slowly asked. For a moment she could not reply. When the words came—for she was only sixteen, and the position most trying—her clear young voice had a pathetic, tremulous undertone. "How can I judge? Almost any one would say your duty was here—yet—I know—your heart—is there." And as she spoke the heart in her own pure young bosom was throbbing hard. For another little while there was silence, broken only by the sound of distant cheering from the center of the town—by the rhythmic, soothing plash of the wavelets on the pebbly beach beneath them. Then Elinor, uplifting her face, looked upon the clear-cut features of the slender youth at her side and saw that the dark eyes were filled with sadness and trouble. She impulsively bent forward, and with slender, tapering fingers touched his shoulder as though to turn him toward her, while with almost a sob in her voice she murmured— "What is it, Paul? Tell me!" And then the lad, throwing himself on his face, seized in both his the trembling little hand. "My heart is not there!" he sobbed. "You know well where it is, but—my duty—" Aflighted now, she sought to draw away her hand, but he clung to it. "No, Nell, no!" he cried. "It's the first time I ever dared! It's the last time I ever may! I'm going, Nell; I've got to go, but remember, my heart isn't there. It's here—it's here with you!" And then on a sudden he sprang to his feet, for voices, close at hand, broke the silence. Some one was climbing the pathway up the height. An instant of listening and Elinor, too, sprang to her feet. "If you know he's going to join the rebel army and can prove it, why, that's enough," panted the first speaker. "The trouble is to prove it. Otherwise there's no law to hold him." "Prove it! By heaven, Curtis, you make me swear!" was the vehement answer. "If our postmaster would only do his duty we could prove far more—that he's in the rebel service at this minute—that he's here a spy in our midst—sending notes of all our preparations and forces and numbers, and, just as Andre was hung on the Hudson 80 years ago, so should that young scoundrel hang here now. The laws of war the world over will tell you so." And then scrambling to the crest, full in the light of the unclouded moon, the two climbers straightened up and stood face to face with the man of whom they were speaking, Elinor Benton clinging, trembling, in speechless indignation at his side. For a moment there was. awkward silence. Paul Ladue, with gleaming eyes stood squarely confronting the foremost, a portly man of 30 years, who was still breathing hard as the result of his climb. His companion, tall and spare and a few years older, slowly ranged himself alongside his THE RICHMOND PLANET. RICHMOND. VIRGINIA. Triend and looked to him to speak. The stout man stared for a few seconds at the silent twain, partly to recover breath, partly to recover wits. Finally he lamely said, "Oho!" Then finding the steadfast gaze of Ladue's burning brown eyes hard to bear, he turned to his companion. "Rather a—coincidence, isn't it?" said he. This remark, too, fell flat, for no response followed. It became necessary to say something more to relieve the situation, and obviously the gentleman knew not what to say. If there lived in this western community a man Paul Ladue held in especial disfavor, it was George McKinnon, junior partner in the firm of Benton, Gray & McKinnon, attorneys and counselors at law, and it was George McKinnon who stood there in the flesh and who, but a moment before, had denounced him as deserving the fate of the spy. Ample reason had he to hate McKinnon for, ever since Elinor's return the previous autumn from a visit to relatives in the east, that energetic practitioner had been a constant caller at the Benton homestead, and despite the fact that Elinor had not yet finished her school days, was persistent in attentions that showed to all society he had become infatuated with her radiant beauty—that the man of 30 eagerly sought the girl of 17 as his wife. On the other hand, McKinnon had noted with jealousy unspeakable, that the frank, joyous, boy and girl friendship that had existed throughout the had's school days had given place to the half shy, half hesitant, yet strangely sweet relationship of early love, pure yet passionate. McKinnon was a keen student, a rising man at the bar, a brilliant "jury" lawyer and just the one needed to strengthen the somewhat slow and增强 the combination of the old firm. Benton, a lawyer of the old school, held his young partner in high esteem if not, indeed, in certain awe, due to the daring and successful methods that had distinguished him ever since his call to the bar. On the other hand, he was not well pleased with his son's choice of an intimate. Paul Ladue was a dreamer, an idler, a poet perhaps what the stern, hard-headed old deliver in facts and figures called "a lapdog sort of a fellow." And now the war had come. The flag had been lowered in defeat at Sumter. The men of Massachusetts had been mobbed in the streets of Baltimore. The first levies in the far west had clashed with the enemy in Missouri, and hostile armies were arrayed upon the sacred soil of Virginia. Now when the young men of the Badger state were flocking to the recruiting offices, and companies and regiments were being filled to overflow, when Damon, brimming with patriotic zeal and energy, was seeking a commission in the union volunteers, Pythias, Paul Ladue, was known to be writing frequently, doubtlessly urgently to his native state—the state that had banished and impoverished him, yet could not banish from his soul the old time loyalty and love. It had amazed and offended many of these, his northern friends who had welcomed and cheered him in the hour of his adversity. it had scandalized one man who had never shown him sympathy at all—the man now standing uneasily be fore him, unable to face the stern gilt titer in his speaking eyes. It was finally Paul who spoke: "You say the postmaster should do his duty, Mr. McKinnon," said he, contempt and hot hatred in his trembling voice. "By opening my letters, do you mean? Somebody has been doing that already, and I believe you know—who!" CHAPTER II A SNAKE IN THE GRASS. June the first came in with the radiant sunshine blazing on bunting. The citizens throughed the broad thoroughfares to give a parting cheer to the second Badger regiment marching away to the war. The dusk and the dew came settling down as the tail lights of the last section of the troop train drew slowly along the sweeping curve to the south, and then the throngs that had shouted themselves hoarse were easily marshaled into an impromptu mass meeting. The governor and the mayor were to speak, and brief addresses, so said the handbills, might be expected from such brilliant orators as the Hon. George McKinnon and others equally well known. A roar of cheers about the temporary stage on Market Square greeted the executive of the state—a roar distinctly heard far on the portico of the modest home, where Paul Ladue, looking pale and weak, sat with his slim hand clasped in that of his faithful friend. Fred Benton. The long suspected enmity of McKinnon had burst at last into flame, and the younger man found himself suddenly involved in a whirl of trouble. The elder Benton, after a conference with his junior partner, had been moved to say to Elinor that he forbade her receiving or being seen with Paul Ladue. To Ladue he wrote a cutting letter, accusing him of having taken advantage of his intimacy in the household to seek the love and destroy the peace of mind of his daughter. Then stinging articles had found their way into an evening paper, plainly pointing to Ladue as a rebel sympathizer and one holding treasonable correspondence with the enemy. Then certain creditors had made a combined onslaught on his failing, heartseater father. Ladue had gradually built up a very fair business and had won the kindly regard of the community. All on a sudden his store was shunned, save by collectors, and one night, after a meeting at which McKinnon was the principal speaker, the front windows were smashed in by half a dozen drunken patriots and Paul, seated at a desk over the books of the firm, was struck in the temple and felled by a stone. The incident brought about a temporary revulsion of feeling among right-thinking people and Fred Benton had found and soundly thrashed one of the gang of assailants. But little substantial comfort could come to the Ladues, for the old man had lost his nerve. He seemed broken and bewildered. It cut him to the heart to find that at this critical time in his career, the firm to present and press the claim of his creditors was that of Benton, Gray & McKinnon. He had the shattered windows boarded up and refused at first to re-open his store. The man who had been his best friends and advisers, as luck would already gone to the front volunteers. He was cruelly hurt and stung, an words of sympathy neighbors failed to re I have it, had it as officers of bed and sore well meant en by a few are him. Anton had his father. first difference with h "The whole outrag "is the direct result efforts. I hold Geor sponsible for every has befallen the Lads and the only reason I as I did that blackage that he is your partn str," said he, our partner's McKinnon re-tune that this town, thrash him frishman is It had startled and angered the elder man, so loyal he devoted his son ever been in the east. Well he knew that, though a letters had passed in April between Paul Lacue and persons in Alaban that was impossible to prove that I was planning to join the southern army, much less that he was furnishing information, or "aid and comfort to the enemy." Since the first of May the worst that could be said of him was that he had sent three letters to a certain address in St. Louis, and that three missives had come to him bearing the St. Louis postmark. Everybody knew that St. Louis was infested with southern sympathizers who had means of communication with friends beyond the line, and it was these letters McKinnon referred to when he dared to sugat that it was the postmaster's duty to open them and learn their content. Not yet had the north reached the point of violating the sanctity of persona mail. "So far from its being McKinnon's fault," the elder Benton answered, as soon as he could control his voice, "I hold your friend Paul solely responsible. McKinnon is an intensely loyal man, and he and I both are ladignant that any man should be living here in our midst and holding treasonable correspondence with the enemy. You will do well, sir, if you hope for a commission, to hold aloof from so dangerous an association." Fred would not hold aloof. For three days he was constantly at the Ladues, comforting Paul as best he could, and on this evening of the third day, after ruefully, enviously bidding adieu to a friend who had marched away with the Second, he had cut loose from the crowd and returned to his labor of love. Entering the shaded gateway he had been surprised to see a vision in white seated close to Paul's reclining chair, and confounded and troubled to find that it was Elinor. Bravely she had risen and faced him: "It seems that it is not enough that Paul should be forbidden our house," said she, with strangely calm and controlled manner, "but this afternoon father bade me pack my trunk and be ready to go to Aunt Margaret to morrow. I have obeyed and to-night I shall tell him that he here to bid Paul good-by." That bowed head she hurried away. "What was the promise, Paul?" asked Benton after moment of si- "What was the mise, Paul?" asked Benton after moment of silence. "I told Ellinor ar ved, hat manded my going back to the land of my birth it is ended. If people will only let me stay in peace—my place is here." "Good God, Paul!" was the almost exultant answer. "What a load you've lifted from my mind! What a facer this will be to McKinnon!" And so perhaps it might have been had it become known to him and to the public that evening before he had finished his impassioned speech and had exhibited a certain letter, but even as they sat there, hand in hand, the sound of cheering grew fierce and frequent. On the broad veranda sat Ellinor looking at the dim light up the street where dwelt the Ladues, and listening to the cheering that told unerringly the stirring effect of the speaker's words. Away to the west, down in the valley of the river, a confused murmur rose upon the night. Then to her amaze came Fred to the front gate. half lifting, half leading a slim-built, reluctant youth whose voice she knew on the instant. "You must, Paul," she heard Fred saying, low and stern. "I can't lick a thousand fellow citizens. The only thing is to get you in some safe harbor until this blows over." Opening the cellar door, he plunged his unwilling prisoner into the dark depths and bounded back to the front gate just in time to see a throng of men sweeping silently up the wide thoroughfare, passing him by with hardly a gleam of recognition, and finally halting nearly two blocks away in front of the little homestead of the Ladues. Just then the squire appeared, springing from a hack that had driven swiftly on the trail of the crowd, and started at sight of his son, standing there like sentry at the gate. Somebody was haranguing the crowd, now completely filling the street from block to block only 400 yards away, while men and boys, jabbering excitedly, were still hurrying by the Bentons to join the throng. A mighty bass was uplifted over the clamor and beloowed on the night: "They tarred and feathered and rode our teachers on a rail for no cause whatever. I move, by God! that before we let Paul Ladue wear a rebel coat we give him one of tar and feathers. I know where to find him." It was the riff raff of the city that made up the bulk of the crowd—the idler, the loafer, the saloon hangeron, the same class precisely that six weeks before had mobbed the men of Massachusetts in the streets of Baltimore. Of the thousand shouting and swaying in the dim light of the city lamps probably not 50 men were respectable citizens, and, all too late, George McKinnon began to realize that he was now powerless to quench the train his vehement oratory had fired. "My God," cried Mr. Benton. "They are coming here!" Running toward them along the sidewalk, distancing the crowd, pale now and trembling, came McKinnon. Tempters Editor—In this article you say that a great deal of thievery is caused by hand-baggers. You mean sandbaggers, don' you? Writer—No, handbaggers. Women who go around swinging handbags for crooks in the shopping district to grab—Chicago News. Jacques ELINOR KNELT THERE. "Quick!" he cried. "Let me take Miss Ellinor round to Judge Meredith's. She's safe there. Come—come, Ellinor," he pleaded, with outstretched hand. But the blue eyes looked him over with utter indifference. She would not even vouchsafe reply. "What in heaven's name have you done, McKinnon?" cried the father. "Surely you ought to have known it was playing with fire to arouse these ruffans. In go doors, child," he continued, turning suddenly to her. But now it was McKinnon who detained. "Stop! You must see," said he. "Here is what came for him this very night. Now do you believe?" Benton took the heavy envelope extended to him. It bore the St. Louis postmark. It had been aliced open with a knife. It was addressed to "Paul Ladue, Esq., bookseller and stationer, East Water street, —, and it contained another envelope still sealed and unbroken, addressed in round, clerkly hand to First Lieut. Paul Ladue, Eleventh Alabama infantry, and bore at the upper left hand corner the letters so often used in the old days of the old army, O. P. S. (on public service), instead of the later shibbo-leth of the war department, "official business." "It is fatal," said the veteran lawyer, with a gas of dismay. "It is a forgery!" said Fred, his son, whereat McKinnon started as though stung. And now the mob, headed by Hugh Gale, came swarming to their gate, and their spokesman, in his resounding basso, addressed himself to the master. "Squire Benton, it is my belief that the man we want is hidden here on your premises. Your son has long been his most intimate friend. Mr. Ladue invited our committee to enter and search. Will you do the same? Or are you going to shelter rebel spies and traitors?" "You are not going to enter and search?" answered Benton, sturdily. "This city has been my home since it was a mere village. This is my home, and by the eternal, you shall not violate it!" "Shut up!" yelled the crowd. "Go ahead, Gale. We're with you," and suiting action to word two of their number leaped down upon the flowerbeds and came lunging out across the grass plot. In an instant Fred Benton, breaking from Elinor's restraining hands, sprang to confront them, and without a word, sent his elinicondist fist square at the leader's jaw and tumbled him among the pansies. His fellows recolled to the fence, and a howl of mingled wrath and admiration went up from the mob. Then somebody picked up a huge clod from a pile of soft, fresh-cut sod that stood by the tree box at the edge of the gutter, and with practiced hand hurled it at McKinnon. It took that portly counselor 'twix midriff and gorge, just as a bulky vegetable, hurtling through gaslit space, landed full on his distended cheek. Them of a sudden there arose from the throats of the mob a bull of triumph and rejoicing, for at the head of the steps stood Paul Ladue, facing them with flashing eyes and without a tremor. Another instant and before Fred could interpose, light and agile, he bounded down the steps, across the lawn and vaulted to the flat-topped fence at the corner, lighting like a cat on his feet, and confronted them. "Who accuses me—and of what am I accused?" he cried. "You're a damned spy—" "Rebel—" "Traitor—" "Here, give us that letter, Squire," were the yells from the crowd. And then big Gale, the blacksmith, tore a way round to the side and waved under the pale, quivering face McKinnon's contribution to the evening's disturbance—the letter he would now have been glad to withdraw. "What have you to say to this, Mr. Lleut. Paul Ladue, Eleventh Alabama?" "I say it's a forgery and a lie!" was the ringing answer. "Any man would, fixed as you are," boomed the blacksmith. "Do you deny corresponding with your rebel crowd in Alabama, too?" "No, and you can see their letters any time you wish." "Damn their letters!" shouted Gale. Then facing the crowd. "Fellow citizens, what shall we do with him?" Up went a chorus of curses and yells, in the midst of which Fred Benton sprang to the fence beside his friend, and his father vainly shouted, begging to be heard. "You be quiet, Squire," answered the nearmost. "We don't want you--you're all right." Fred was felled by a stone that struck him full in the forehead. Paul Ladue's legs were jerked from under him and he was dragged, struggling and striking at every face within reach, and borne away, the vortex of a whirlpool of raging humanity whose hoarse shoutings gradually died to distant roar as they surged onward down the slope to Market square, Benton and McKinnon vainly following, imploring and protesting. Then one level-headed lad ran like a deer to the quarters of a cadet company across the river, and while Elinor knelt there by her stricken brother, chafing his hand and bathing his disclosed brow, the courthouse bell in rapid clang, pailed out the alarm of fire. An hour later, limp and exhausted, in the care of a physician, and escorted to the pier by Benton and city officials, the victim of mob fury was borne to a stateroom on the "Northern Light" and so on to Chicago. CHAPTER III THE FIRST UNIFORM For many a week there came no word from Paul Ladue. At the little frame cottage near the lake a sadeyed, submissive, broken man sat long hours each day in a worn old rocking-chair, apathetic, uncomplaining, yet looking wistfully into the faces of the few who came to see him as though imploring news of his now doubly banished boy. In every way did the squire seek to ald the needy household and, all unbruked now, Elinor went day after day to see Ladue and the fragile woman, his wife, who never left her room. In one brief letter from St. Louis, Paul had announced his intention of making his way to Mobile. After that—who could say? And Fred, too, Ellinor's stanch ally and supporter, was gone. Denied a commission in the earlier regiments of his native state, for the reason that the men demanded the right to elect their officers from among these enlisting with them, a course which his father had forbidden, he had found life well nigh unbearable after the almost tragic events of that night in June, and so boldly wrote a long, urgent, appealing letter to a general officer—an old soldier of the old army—who, since before the days of the Mexican war and until recalled to active service in the spring of '61, had made the Badger state his home, and that vehement, vigorous letter the general took and laid before the president himself. This was before the first serious eye-opener—the battle of Bull Run, and the tall, ungainly son of the west was still able to see the whimsical side of things, untinged by the infinite and suffering of the days to come. "Wants to be a soldier and to sink the law, does he?" said the president, stretching his long, lean legs underneath the table and running his huge hand through the crop of bristling hair that crowned his forehead likes a hedgerow, "and the squire won't let him enlist—I met Benton once at Rice's caravanseral there in Chicago—and the boy's won't have anybody that doesn't start even with them? Well, general, I see only one way out of this fix—that is to make him a second lieutenant of regulars, unless," he continued, with a twitch about the corners of his broad mouth, "unless I appoint him a brigadier general. According to some of the papers I may have done worse. Which shall it be?" "The second lieutenancy will appeal to him, "I think, sir," said the general, "and then I can appoint him aide-de-camp and teach him practical soldiering so that he won't be utterly a novice when he goes to his regiment. I know the lad and am under many an obligation to his father." "So be it," said the president. And so it happened that two days later there came to Fred a wire from Washington bidding him join his general there forthwith, and within another 48 hours he was gone. For a few days in mid July he was home again as aide to the general, who had been ordered thither to help the state authorities in the organization of still more regiments. Tall and stiff and "swagger" he looked in his eastern-made uniform, a vivid contrast to many an old school friend whose first blue frock coat seemed more like an off-color edition of some clerical garment than the garb of a soldier. Fearfully and wonderfully were they made—those uniforms of our western volunteers, and much did they of the great army about Washington marvel and make merry at the sight of the officers of the few regiments from Badger and Hoosierom chosen to represent their states on the "sacred soil" of eastern Virginia. And about the first thing Fred Benton had done on his return was to snub, if not actually insult, his father's junior partner, between whom and that father relations were already severely strained. Never yet had George McKinnon been able to satisfactorily explain how that letter addressed to Paul Ladue had come into his possession. Important as it doubtless was held to be, as evidence of Ladue's active sympathy with the rebellion, there were not a few responsible citizens who declared the postmaster gravely culpable for surrendering it to any but the lawful owner. Whereat the postmaster on hearing of the cry against him came out with a card in the "Watchman," insisting that the letter had been placed by the distributing clerk in the Ladue box, which was at least six feet from the general delivery window, and that neither he nor any one of the employees had subsequently touched it. Naturally matters looked squally for McKinnon. He had been popular, but the better class of people felt that Paul Ladue had been harshly, even outrageously, dealt with, and that McKinnon's insidious, if not fiery, speeches were the direct cause. A revulsion of feeling had set in. Before leaving for Washington there had been ample time for Fred Benton to spread abroad Ladue's declaration that nothing would persuade him to cast his lot with the south. Such was the state of feeling that Gale, the would-be heroic leader of public sentiment, awoke to the fact that it might be wise for him to cross the lake and visit kith and kin among the Wolverines, for city officials had come and asked ugly questions, and there was talk of arrest and indictment for inciting riot. McKinnon called at the Bentons and asked to see Miss Elinor, and Miss Elinor asked to be excused. Benton senior approved her conduct, for there had been words between the partners—unpleasant words. In the end, McKinnon withdrew from the firm and allied himself with his old partner's bitterest rivals. Then came the general with alde-decamp Fred, and the former responded to McKinnon's greeting with cold and distant civility. The latter asked him what he had done with Ladue's letter and refused his proffered hand. It was lucky the general had to take his young staff officer to the state capital, whence they were recalled to Washington just in time to meet the demoralized wreck of McDowell's raw, untaught regiments, drifting in from the disaster of First Bull Run. And then the nation woke up in earnest to a realization of the fact that the south had men as brave as the best in the land and leaders more skillful than those we had yet sent afield. Then it became apparent that not until it was thoroughly organized, drilled and disciplined could a northern army hope to subdue the army of the south. Lincoln's rugged features had already begun to take on a shade of anxiety. The lines were digging farther in about the sombre eyes and the broad humorous mouth by the time the tall, gaunt president, in the abnormally tall top hat—the fashion of the day—took to driving out to Kalorama in the August evenings, Mr. Secretary Seward dwarfing at his side—to take the air and look at the one western brigade of all the commands then being molded by Gen. McClellan what was to become the grand army of the Potomac. While at first Massachusetts, New York and Pennsylvania had been represented in the huge command assigned to Fred Benton's general, with one exception all eastern regiments were transferred to other divisions as more Badgers arrived, and finally, when the first frosts of October had turned the Virginia shores to fire and, strongly entrenched, the union army covered the long front from Alexandria to beyond the Chain Bridge, it was a brigade of four strong, stalwart regiments, three from Wisconsin and one from Indiana, not an eastern or middle state represented in their array, that this compact command was designated, of all others, to encamp upon the beautiful Arlington estate, and the general and his staff were directed to occupy as headquarters the fine old mansion, long the seat of a famous family. The Badger brigadier moved in and took possession of the homestead of his old-time friend and associate in the corps of engineers, when as junior officers they were building Fort Monroe, and 4,000 men of the west pitched their white tents on the lands of Virginia's knighty soldier—Robert E. L. Now the Soldiers Took Up the Cry Until the Whole Army Was Involved. It is hardly necessary to explain, and I could not do it if I wanted to, how the simple matter of yelling or hallooing grew to be of such gigantic proportions and with what wonderful rapidity these simple things spread. Start a rabbit, and one yell meant a yell from everyone in the regiment, and that meant a brigade yell, and so on, until the whole army rapidly took up the contagion. Soldiers never stopped to inquire what it meant; they didn't care; they heard the yell far away, faint at first, gradually swelling toward them until, like a huge wave, a terrific cyclone, it swept past to die away in the far-away flanks of the army. During the spring of 1864, when we were retiring from the Knoxville campaign to our position near Chattanooga, an old friend of mine of the Eighty-sixth Indiana passed me, and I merely remarked: "How are you Tom?" That was followed by "How are you, Tom," from the balance of the company, then by the regiment. The brigade and division took it up, and probably before that "How are you, Tom," died away two-thirds of Thomas old third division had paid that courtesy to Tom. But the grandest and most enthusiastic yelling I ever heard was when the army lay around Atlanta after its capture. Away toward Atlanta we heard the yell coming closer and louder, and instinctively it seemed that the soldiers knew something of unusual importance had occurred, and they yelled louder and with great spirit. It was probably an hour thereafter that news from Sherman's headquarters reached us of Sherdan's splendid victories in the Shenandoah. Toward nightfall, or even when very dark, whilst weary and foot sore from tedious marching, a yell coming along the road from toward the front meant going into camp ahead, but how far ahead depended whether you were very far in the rear of the army or not. If you were, you were probably a considerable distance from camp. Whilst the picket lines were within less than a hundred yards of each other before Atlanta, in July, 1864, our pickets, by way of demonstration, were required to make almost daily charges upon the rifle pits of the enemy. Sometimes we captured several prisoners, and usually held the rifle pits until the reserves drove us out again. During these charges, of course, the usual yell accompanied. One day the spasmodic and unaccountable army yell was passing around, and, of course, was taken up by the pickets. The rebel pickets, thinking it meant the daily charge, pulled out and ran for the works behind. Seeing that they had been victims of a huge joke, one by one you could see them slipping back into their holes and resuming hostile positions. This picket yelling was reduced to a considerable system by the pickets themselves. I remember that the day of the Peach Tree Creek battle our division was away around to the left, and just before sundown our pickets became hotly engaged, and after seeing they were in for it for awhile they began firing with a seeming preconcerted action from the left, and as the last one fired to the right you could hear a simultaneous yell, then the firing by file again, and so on until dark. Hundreds of incidents of the army yells might be given, but they are too familiar to be of interest.—C. A. Brasher, in American Tribune. Taking Notice. "Mr. Bilgins says he may as well own up that he is downright stupid." "Dear me," answered Miss Cayenne. "He is becoming wonderfully discerning."—Washington Star. Nutty. Daffy—I didn't write it down, but I've got it in my head. Taffy—I so I heard. Jones told me you had the whole thing in a nut-shell.—Puck THE PLANET LAMB FEEDING. The Methods of a Successful Sheep Owrer of Ohio as Given by Himself. There is more than one way of feeding sheep or lambs successfully even in the same locality, and under similar conditions. Widely separated localities may admit of still greater variations in methods. In another article, we give some advice from Mr. Peter Jansen, whose experience has been gained under Nebraska conditions. Mr. J. E. Wing, whose feeding experience has been with Ohio conditions, in answering an inquiry in the Breeders' Gazette as to the best method of feeding lambs says: "Our practice is the result of habit very largely. We have learned that certain practices make us money. We once did differently, feeding better lambs and in a more scientific way, possibly, and made less money. To begin with, we lay in an order with a reliable commission firm for our feeders early in the season. We say in effect: 'Get us the best and smallest lambs you can find for mighty little money.' Sometimes a month rolls around before we get them, but there comes a glut in the market some day and we get our lambs. We unload them and hurry them home before the neighbors see them. I had them once when they would jump out of the car doors (I did not run the cars down to the yards) and they were so light and starved that they would scarcely come to the ground and would not make a dent when their feet struck it. Those lambs made me ashamed at first, but they made us more money than any we had ever fed. A careless feeder or a man not fitted to nurse them would drop his wad right there. "When they are home we rest them in a shaded bluegrass pasture for two days. Then we dip them carefully. Then they go directly to their sheds and stay there until they go to market. No fall pasturing with western lambs for us. We begin feeding alfalfa hay. At first they eat a lot of it. We give them corn silage, too, with their alfalfa. You cannot make it pay to put corn into a weak starved lamb "Afout Christmas we begin feeding a little ear corn. Gradually we feed more and more ear corn. Eventually they eat all the ear corn they can hold, very nearly. We never reach quite the full feed point. We break the ears email at first. We shear in March or early in April. We never ship with the wool on. We make the lambs very ripe and fat and they top the Buffalo markets every time. That is habit, too. With this slow feeding we make them gain about from 50 to 85 or 90 pounds. It pays us because we put into them a comparatively small amount of grain and much rough feed cheaply produced on the farm." STIRRING COOKED FOODS. A Home-Made Device Which May Be Readily Made at But a Small Cost. Where more or less foo dfor stock is cooked, some handy way of stirring it ought to be devised. Of course, the old-fashioned ladle, or the great wooden spoon, is always available, but if the quantity is large, to use these instruments means aching arms and shoulders. A stirrer which will save much TO STIR COOKING FOOD labor, says the Indianapolis News, is readily made in the following manner: Make a shaft of a strip of wood two inches thick and long enough so that it will extend three or four inches above the top of the kettle. At the bottom of this shaft make paddles by crossing two thin boards two or three inches wide. Fasten a crank to the top of the shaft, and to this crank fasten a pole, or not, as preferred. Then prepare a strip of board six or eight inches wide, bore a hole through the middle, through which to pass the shaft, match both ends to fit over the handle of the kettle and at one end nx a slide and a set screw to hold it in place. If the cooking of the food for stock is done away from the house, as it ought to be, one should build a replace of bricks and cement in which to set the kettle. The illustration shows both the fireplace, or pot, as suggested, and the plan for making the stirrer, and it will be seen that it is comparatively easy to arrange the device as suggested. Mule Statistics There are 2,757,916 mules in the United States, valued at $217,532,832. Texas is the leading state in the mule industry, with 399,018, and Mississippi second, with 211,444, and Missouri third, with 202,888 mules. South Carolina is credited with 195,204. The United States leads in this great animal industry. The average value of mules is given at $78.88, against $67.93 for horses.—Exchange. Fox Broadway Are Stacker Fox Breeders Are Stockmen. Fox breeders must now be considered stockmen, for whether the stock is wild or tame, the commercial idea is the same. Ellijah Norton, Dover's fox breeder, recently shipped a pair of silver gray foxes to Mr. M. H. Bertrand, of Houghton, Mich. A red fox of Mr. Norton's breeding was also sent. Mr. Norton has sold several pairs of silver grays for $500 per pair.—Maine Farmer. LIVE STOCK HOG HANGERS. Device Easily Constructed Which Will Accommodate Four Animals at a Time. I have seen several illustrations of hog hangers in the Ohio Farmer, writes a correspondent of that paper, but only for a single animal. I send sketch of a plan for hanging any number from one to four. Set up a post six by six inches. No. 1 in the cut is a swirling 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 HANDY HOG HANGER. device at top of post; it swings over cross-car 3-4. Use pulley No. 8, with one-half-inch rope 12 feet long, with hook. Bore one-inch hole through post both vays, to insert one-inch rod, with crank (No. 7), which can be changed as desired, to hang on 3, 4, 5 or 6. No. 9 is a one-half-inch rope to hold swing-bar down. This rope can be moved when swing-bar is wanted over the other cross-bar. BREEDING DRAFT FILLIES A Scotch Practice Which Might Be Imitated Successfully by American Stockmen. French, English and Scotch farmers and horse breeders generally breed their draft fillies at two years old, and by generous treatment they develop good, large size at three, when they have a colt, and they have learned to work and earn their keep. Farmers Advocate says: A noticeable feature in connection with the recent importation of 50 Clydesdale fillies was that the two-year-olds had all been stinted before leaving Scotland. Inquiry disclosed the fact that this is a common practice in that country of good draft horses. On this side it is a very rare thing to breed a filly before she is three years old, although, with our early maturing stock and comfortable stables, the main reason why it is not done is simply force of habit, or a vague impression that immature mares will not produce strong faols. Scotchmen raise the best of horses, and breed their fillies at two years old. Why should we not breed a year earlier, and make use of one of the best years in the brood mare's life? Of course, it is redundant to say the filly should be well grown and in thriving condition, and should be kept so. Too often the two-year-old fillies are not given the advantage they deserve, because they are supposed to be big and able to forage for themselves, and are only growing anyhow, and, consequently their third year is not remarkable for development. If early breeding is followed by greater care and more liberal treatment, perhaps the ill-effect supposed to result from breeding at an earlier age might be entirely avoided. It is not too late to try breeding the two-year-olds this season, and some valuable experience may be gained from it. HINTS FOR BREEDERS. Cleaner and more sanitary milk is the demand of the hour. The pens where the hogs are kept should be always bright and dry. A miss is as good as a mile when the old cow kicks at you; and when you kick at her it is better than five miles.—Farm Journal. Fight shy of the "family cow" which Jim Jockey declares the mention of selling "starts' her ole woman to cryin',"—that cow will suit you.—American Dairyman. Too close confinement and too heating foods bring about the abnormal condition in sows that often results in the sows eating their young. The United States department of agriculture has some very good bulletins on clean production of milk, and men interested in the matter should see that their friends send for them. Whitewash. Whitewash is to some extent an antiseptic and should be freely used about cow stables. The stables that are whitewashed twice a year are cleaner and brighter appearing than those that receive no attention of this kind. Whitewash is also very cheap. Special Harness Room The more careful owners of horses and equipments have a special room for the harnesses, where they may be kept from both ammonia gas and from dust. This room should be near the horses, to prevent carrying the harnesses back and forth. Remember. Who broods o'er Yesterday's defeat Units himself to-TO-day to meet; who fears To-morrow's jousts will fall. But who conquers fears wins all. -Cassell's. THE RICHMOND PLANET, RICHMOND, VIRGINIA SWEARS HIS WIFE RUINED HIS HOME FORMER CHICAGO DOCTOR SEBKS DIVORCE IN OKLAHOMA. SENTENCED HIM TO HELL. Says Spouse Told Him to Put on His Asbestos Clothes—Drove Away His Patients and Ruined Practice. Guthrie, Okla.—In his petition for a divorce from his wife, Dr. D. Rose, recently of Chicago, makes the sworn statement that in 1801, at one o'clock in the morning, his wife rushed to his room in his Chicago home, rapped on the door, and in an angry way cried out to him: "You are wanted in hell—put on your asbestos suit." The divorce petition was filed in the district court at Oklahoma City, naming his wife, Alice Rose, as defendant. Mr. Rose relates that they were married in Nortok county, Canada, May 6, 1879, and that their one child, Edith, born in 1883, is now married. Dr. Rose, in his petition, says that in 1892 his wife made the statement: "I will ruin your business in Chicago; I will spend every dollar you can earn and make life a hell for you." He also says she has put into effect the threat since then. He alleges that ever since marriage he has been a practicing physician; that he practiced his profession in Norfolk county until 1882, when he moved to Chicago and engaged in practice. He alleges that Mrs. Rose objected, and made therefore threats. He avers that she strove to prevent him from successfully practicing in Chicago, and frequently told him she would be glad when business was dull and she hoped the doors would run him out of the city. In his petition Dr. Rose makes the following additional allegations against his wife: "That when Edith, their daughter, reached the age of understanding, Mrs. Rose told her Rose was beneath his wife and her family; that all her aunts, except one, on her father's side were servants. That Mrs. Rose told Edith her father associated with improper persons and low women, and once said: 'I tell you, Edith, there is not a respectable man in Lawndale, including your father.'" "That in 1903 his wife read aloud to her daughter an account of a doctor who DR ROSE OFFICE HOLDERS SHE FREQUENTLY STRUCK HIM. attempted to commit suicide because he had been charged with a criminal offense in connection with his practice, and had become a wreck from intoxicating drinks, and upon finishing the reading said to her daughter: "This is what your father is coming to." "That Mrs. Rose several times, and especially after they had moved to Chicago, made public statements to other parties that the plaintiff was guilty of misconduct with other women, and upon one occasion named some women with whom she said he had been too friendly." Dr. Rose declares his wife condemned Chicago and everything American and praised Canada until it became the talk of the neighborhood for six or seven years—this for the purpose of injuring her husband's business. He says she would not permit him to read after she had retired; that at various and numerous times she threatened to shoot him, and at one time he had to take the revolver and lock it up to prevent her, as he believed, from shooting him, she in her rage and anger declaring: "I will put a bullet through you on the spot;" that she frequently struck and assaulted him in an angry and vicious manner, and at one time, in 1900, rushed into his office, "wehemently and viciously attacked him in the presence of a patient," scratching his face and tearing his coat and vest, and that finally, in 1900, it became necessary for him to change his sleeping quarters. Dr. Rose closes his petition by stating that he has always conducted himself properly toward his wife. The case will come up at the next term of court before Judge B. F. Burwell. Under the Oklahoma law a person must be a bona fide resident of the territory a year to secure a divorce. Paid Twenty Fines Vincennes, Ind.—Samuel Orndorf, of Oaktown, startled the Knox circuit court by walking before Judge Cobb during the progress of an assault case and asking to be allowed to settle with the court for $0 grand jury indictments against him for "boot-legging." Orndorf was told that the fines and costs aggregated $570. He thereupon took a pile of gold coin from his pocket, paid the fine and leisurely left the courtroom under the astonished gaze of the judge and spectators. Too Common. "I am surprised, Fanny, that a bounnie young lassie like you should choose to marry a man with only one leg," observed a north-country lady to her pretty housemaid. Fanny (equal to the occasion)—Well, ma'am, you see I'm very particular about such mattes; and two-legged men are much too common for me.—Tit-Bits. P. R. R. TRAINMEN SETTLE TROUBLE Dispute Amicably Adjusted and Danger of Strike Past BOTH SIDES MADE CONCESSIONS Philadelphia, James's dispute with railroad was setti- ference between general manager, a board of the Broth Trainmen. A state which, while it doe details of the setti that both sides ma- that a strike of tru- er. The statement Philadelphia, Jasper —The trainmen's dispute with Pennsylvania railroad was settled, a joint conference between W. Atterbury, general manager, and the adjustment board of the Brothood of Railway Trainmen. A statement was issued, which, while it does not give complete details of the settlement made, shows that both sides made concessions and that a strike of trainmen will not occur. The statement as follows: "Mr. Atterbury, has accepted Mr. Morrissey's proposition on the Jersey City situation, increasing the wages of the conductors and brakemen in the Jersey City, Harsimus Cove, Greenville, Meadows, Newark and Waverly yards to the standard rates of New York harbor, together with other working conditions. "Mr. Morrissey has accepted Mr. Atterbury's proposition of January 7, as amplified by the results of the conferences of the last few days, in regard to brakemen assisting the firemen, both to go in effect as of January 1, 1905. "Mr. Atterbury will, in addition, take up and put into effect within a reasonable time such other measures of relief, not only to the brakemen, but also to the firemen, as have been discussed and offered by Mr. Atterbury and suggested by the committee." It will be necessary for Grand Master Morrissey to make a fuller explanation of the nature of the agreement reached to the trainmen, as from the brief statement made at the close of the conference it does not appear that the company has agreed to abolish compulsory firing of locomotives by front brakemen on freight trains. On the contrary, it would seem that Mr. Atterbury's order making it obligatory upon brakemen to assist firemen remains in force. The statement that firemen are to have the assistance of door-swingers comes from officials who are believed to know the nature of the "measures of relief" which Mr. Atterbury says will be given, "not only to the brakemen, but also to the firemen, within a reasonable time." KEAN ELECTED SENATOR Trenton, N. J. Jan. 25—The two houses of the N Jersey legislature voted separately a United States senator to succeed n Kean, whose term is about to die. Mr. Kean, who is the choice of the Republican in accusus to succeed himself, receives majority of the votes, and was elected to the senate of a de Mr. Kean, who the Republican jo himself, receive votes, and was senate at a jo Colonel Edwin A. Stevens, of Hudson county, was voted for by the Democrats. Mr. Stevens was nominated in the senate by Mr. Minturn, of Hudson, and in the house by Mr. Hamill, of Hudson. The vote in the senate was : Kean, 14; Stevens, 6. The vote in the house was: Kean, 43; Stevens, 13. FIFTEEN INJURED BY EXPLOSION Bonfire Ignited Dynamite While Men Were Eating Dinner. Dubois, Pa., Jan. 24.-Fifteen men were seriously injured by a dynamite explosion near Benezette, and four of the men will probably die. All are foreigners. The accident occurred on the line of the new Buffalo and Susquehanna road, 20 miles east of here. The men were gathered about a bonfire, eating their dinner. Near the fire was a lot of dynamite and caps. In some manner the caps exploded and the concussion caused the dynamite to let loose. Rock and debris were thrown in every direction, and every man in the party was more or less injured. Some of them were mutilated in a frightful manner. Smashed Auto Record. Ormond, Fla., Jan. 25—During the races Arthur E. Macdonald, with his 50-horse-power machine, heretofore untried, tried for the five-mile world's record and smashed it by a good margin. He took a long dying start, and went by the starters' and judges' stand at a splendid clip. When the automatic pistol fire announced the finish and the timers stated that the five miles had been covered in 3 minutes and 17 seconds flat a mighty shout went up. The world's record for this distance was held by W. K. Vanderbilt, made here last year in 3 minutes 211-5 seconds, in his 90-horse-power machine. Two Women Burned to Death. Norfolk, Va. Jan. 25. — Mary Elwart and Mary Parsons, two colored women, were burned to death in a fire that was started in their room by an overturned stove. A negro man, occupying an adjoining room, paid no attention to the shrieks of the women for aid, but saved his clothes from the burning building. He said he had to work too hard to buy his clothes to lose them saving women. A WEEK'S NEWS CONDENSED. Henry Graham has been appointed postmaster at Bridgeton, N. J. The American National Bank, of Aberdeen, Tex., has been closed and a receiver appointed. Dr. Samuel J. Weaver, the only Republican ever elected coroner of Northampton county, Pa., died suddenly of neuralgia at Bethlehem. President Roosevelt appointed John H. Clark United States immigration commissioner at Montreal, to succeed Robert Watchorn, transferred. A. B. Loutzenhesel, paying teller of the First National Bank of Duluth, Minn., is under arrest, charged with stealing $10,000 from the bank. Friday. January 20. Daniel James and George Swetra were caught under a fall of coal in a mine at Shenandoah, Pa., and instantly killed. Edward P. Abbott, of New York, on She Made the Dumb Beast Obey. During the great show of the RINGLING BROTHERS in Videla, La., Samson one of the largest and oldest elephants in the world became unruly and killed nine men during the day. Mrs. Robertson was sent for. She influenced the elephant by holding a charring seal bonc in her hand and speaking nine holy words to the beast and he obeyed. Mrs. Robertson was born in Paris, France and had eight years of English schooling. She was born a fortune teller. No female on earth can do what she can do. She gives advice on law suits, divorces, marriages, love, notes, deeds, property, sickness, female troubles, bounties, pensions, trickery, evil spirits, cripple and blind affairs, hidden treasures, and lost and stolen articles. This gifted woman is a friend to the poor. She is the seventh daughter of her parents and a mighty healer from birth. She blesses your home and makes bright your path forever and keeps your enemies behind you. The charming seal bone with which she works has been blessed and tested during the dark hours of midnight and was found mighty. She works from the dead and reads from the sky. Thousands of pretended mediums, fortune tellers, etc. have tried to imitate this wonderful medium but her equal cannot be found. She causes speedy marriages and has cured thousands who were blind, crippled and otherwise afflicted, for years. Yes, Lawyers, Doctors, Ministers, Bankers and other professional men of the earth have sought this gifted medium for advice. She should live forever. She consulted over thirty thousand people in seven months. Friends, it will pay you to look around yourselves. Some one is crossing your path for bad luck, and working evil against you, not because you have harmed them but because your living is kept out of their sight and they are jealous of you. She gives you a spiritual charm that will cause your enemies to love you, make you successful in business, cause your family to live happily forever, drive all evil from your path, cause you to save money and come into possession of property, cause you to gain back that which was stolen from you, cause the one that you love to love you until death, and cause whatever you want to come to pass. In fact, to make the dumb beast to love you. Her power excites the wonders. She is known all over the world as the queen of spiritual workers. Don't waste your time and money with franks and still be left in the same or worse conditions as before, but consult this Christian wonder, take her advice, and you will be wealthy and happy forever. Price for consultation is one dollar. 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President and Mrs. Roosevelt entertained the diplomatic corps at dinner at the White House, covers for more than 60 being laid. Booker T. Washington addressed the Kansas legislature on the race question, but was refused entertainment at the Wichita hotels because of his color. Dr. William H. Jones, of Harrisburg, one of the leading negro physicians of Pennsylvania, died of pneumonia after a short illness, aged 46 years. Saturday. January 21. The United States senate in executive session ratified the extradition treaty with Spain. Fire destroyed the Mount Washington Methodist Episcopal Church at Pittsburg, entailing a loss of $60,000. Secretary Hay and Minister Grip signed an arbitration treaty between this country and Norway and Sweden. Because her husband upbraided her for smoking cigarettes, a habit she could not conquer, Mrs. Sadie Thompson, of Chicago, committed suicide. President Roosevelt has received a gift from President Palma, of Cuba, of a volume containing fac similes of all the state papers relating to the establishment of the Cuban republic. Monday, January 23. Celia and Cassie Olive, aged sisters of Zanesville, O., were burned to death by their clothing taking fire from an open grate. Tramps, who barely escaped with their lives, set fire to Albert Parson's barn, near Bangor, Pa., and all the live stock perished. Charged with embezzling $6000 from the Des Moines (Ia.) National Bank, former Assistant Cashier Carl N. Spencer has been arrested. Thirty-two indictments have been returned against N. S. Walpole, the new postmaster at Denver, Colo., in connection with the election frauds. Obeying the pope's decree, St. John Gaulberg's Church, at Johnstown, Pa., has introduced the Gregorian chant, being the first church in the Altoona diocese to do so. Tuesday, January 24. The Countess Buxhoowden, nee McKnight, of Bordentown, N. J., died at Nice, France. The New Hampshire Hotel, at Atlantic City, was destroyed by fire, entailing a loss of $10,000. King Victor Emanuel has conferred the Grand Cordon of the Crown of Italy on Whitelaw Reid, of New York. J. Mahon Barnes, a cigarmaker, of Philadelphia, has been elected national secretary of the Socialist party, with headquarters at Chicago. Mrs. Rachel Peters, an octogenarian and inmate of the almshouse at York, Pa., was burned to death while alone in her room at the institution. Wednesday, January 25. Nathan B. Scott has been re-elected United States senator by the West Virginia legislature. The 28th annual meeting of the Pennsylvania state board of agriculture was held at Harrisburg. Colonel Theodore S. Barton, formerly senior vice commander-in-chief of the G. A. R., died at Providence, R. I. The Retail Grocers' Association held their national convention at Cincinnati, with 3000 delegates in attendance. Mrs. Ella Greeley, 25 years old, of Lickingville, Clarion county, Pa., is charged with killing her 6-year-old son by cutting his throat with a razor. GENERAL MARKETS Philadelphia—Floor steady; winter extras, $4.25@4.40; Penna, roller, clear, $4.50@4.75; city mills, fancy, $6.25@6.35; Rye floor steady; per bar, red, new, $1.14@1.14%; Penna, red, new, $1.14@1.14%; Corn strew, No. 2 yellow, local, 49%; Oats firm; No. 2 white, clipped, 38%; lower grades, 36%; Hay firm; No. 1 timothy, @15; Pork firm; family, $17; Beef stry firm; hens, 13%; cocoa; oyster stry firm; hens, 13%; cocoa; oyster Dressed poultry firm; choice fowls, 18%; old roosters, 9c; Butter firm; creamery, 31c; Eggs firm; New York and potatoes firm; Potatoes firm; new per bushel, 55%@60; Ballimore—Wheat weak; spot, cont ract, $1.13%@1.13%; spot No. 2 red western, $1.14%@1.14%; steamer No. 2 red, $1.06%@1.07; southern, by sam- ple, $1.01%@1.13%; southern on grade, 49%@60%; southern white and yellow corn, 44%@49%; Cats dull; No. 2 white, 37%@37%; Cats dull; No. 2 mixed, 36%@37%; Rye dull; uptown, No. 2 west- ern; oyster firm; fruit imitation, 22%@23%; Creamery, 30%@31%; fancy ladle, 19%@26%; Eggs steady; per dozen, 23%. Mrs. J. H. Roye will open her restaurant for the season 1908 at the same old stand, S. E. corner Arctic and Kentucky Aves, Monday, Dec. 19, 1904 Atlantic City, N. J. 6 mos. The purchaser of each Pair of Shoes from $1.00 upwards entitles you to a Coupon. 25 Coupons will get you a Pair of our BEST $1.50 SHOES. ALBERT STEIN, Cor. 5th & Broad St. 428 E. Broad St. BUY THE NEW HOME LIGHT RUNNING SEWING MACHINE Before You Purchase Any Other Write THE NEW HOME SEWING MACHINE COMPANY ORANGE, MASS. Many Sewing Machines are made to sell regardless of quality, but the "New Home" is made to wear. Our guaranty never runs out. We make Sewing Machines to suit all conditions of the trade. The "New Home" stands at the center of our family sewing machines. Sold by authorized dealers. MRS. DR. CORNELIA WHITE FREE TO ALL A Powerful Woman with a Powerful Force ment SENDS HAPPINESS TO THESE WHO ACCEPT IT. 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DUNLERS in Videla, La., Samson one world became unruly and killed a tenant for. She influenced the elephant and speaking nine holy words. Since and had eight years of England no female on earth can do what she forces, marriages, love, notes, deeds, pensions, trickery, evil spirits, or lost and stolen articles. Or. She is the seventh daughter of the blesses your home and makes brave behind you. The charming seal lest tested during the dark hours of fire from the dead and reads from the tellers, etc. have tried to imitate found. She causes speedy marriages crippled and otherwise afflicted, bankers and other professional men or advice. She should live forever people in seven months. Friend me one is crossing your path for a cause you have harmed them but and they are jealous of you. will cause your enemies to love a family to live happily forever, demeeny and come into possession which was stolen from you, cause the cause whatever you want to come love you. Her power excites the queen of spiritual workers. Do it still be left in the same or worse a wonder, take her advice, and your consultation is one dollar. Involces $ address and your life will be sent to you. ADDRESS:— THE WORLD'S MOST FAMOUS WOMEN MES. H. W. ROBERTSON, 202 Fairmount St., Dallas, Tex. Memorial Industrial School, Massillon Ohio. MEMORIAL DOMESTIC SCIENCE NORMAL NING SCHOOL FOR TEACHERS. SUMMER COURSE NOW IN SESSION. cm Opens Sept. 12th, 1904 Industrial School, in Ohio. ATIC SCIENCE NORMAL FOR TEACHERS. DOW IN SESSION. Sept. 12th, 1904 To receive prompt attention kindly mention the name of thispaper. THE PLANET SATURDAY..... JANUARY 28,1905 CONFESSES CRIME TO SAVE LOVER IOWA CASE WITHOUT PARALLEL IN PRISON ANNALS. SENT CACK TO THE PEN. Released on Parole, But Found Wanting and Must Now Serve the Remainder of Her First Sentence at Anamosa. tence at Anamosa. Des Moines, Ia.—The revocation of Delilah Falls' parole by Gov. Cummins and her return to the Anamosa penitentiary adds another chapter to a criminal career of a pretty young girl whose story is without parallel in the criminal annals of this state. For exactly three months Delilah Falls enjoyed freedom; then, on the anniversary of the day when first she entered her prison cell to begin serving a 20-year sentence for murder, she returned to serve out the 12 years for which she had been forgiven by the former act of the governor. For Delilah was found wanting within a short time after freedom had come to her. It was largely through the efforts of a leading family of Cedar Rapids, Capt. and Mrs. Charles Putnam, that she was paroled. They believed they could make something out of the pretty 24-year-old murderer, and so took her into their own home. One night, a few weeks later, they went away and when they returned found Deillah Falls bound and gagged in the bathroom, while the house was ransacked from attic to cellar and despoiled of hundreds of dollars' worth of valuables. Loosed, the girl told of a burglar who had entered and, securing her, had robbed the house. Immediately her lover, who had been with her in prison, was suspected. To save him the girl confessed she had robbed the place and then bound and gagged herself to divert suspicion. Twenty-four hours later she was back in prison to serve out the remainder of the 20-year sentence imposed in 1897 for murder. For pretty Delilah Falls has the stain of blood upon her soul. Hers is a tragic story, says a dispatch from here to the Chicago Chronicle. At an early age she was taken into the family of Jerome Kerns, of Waverly, Ia. There she lived in peace and happiness for several years. THE WOMAN SHE WAS BOUND AND GAGGED, until, when about the age of 16, the head of the household, Jerome Kerns, forcibly accomplished her ruin. Once the girl was in his power their relations continued over several years, unknown to the rest of the world. Sultors had pretty Dellah Falls in the meantime a plenty; at least two well-to-do farmers of the neighborhood asked her to marry them. One Dellah Falls loved; him she hoped to wed. She encouraged his suit and was about to give him a definite answer, when of a sudden the sultor disappeared, leaving no trace. Not until afterward did it develop that Jerome Kerns had told him of the tragic blot upon the life of the girl whom he had asked to become his wife. Other men sought to win Delilah Falls, but Jerome Kerns whispered to them and kept the girl for himself. Then retaliation, swift, terrible, came upon the man. His own son, William Kerns, 18 years old, fell in love with the girl who had been reared by his side almost as a sister. The son asked the girl to marry him; they became engaged. To his own son the father was forced to tell the story of his relations with Delilah Falls. Together the two, boy and girl, planned to avenge themselves upon the man who had wronged and ruined both. It was no difficult task for Delilah Falls to lure Jerome Kerns to a lonely spot in the woods. Kerns followed readily enough—followed even to his death. The next day his lifeless body was found prostrate on the ground. The search began for his murderer. There was nothing at first to connect either the son or Delilah Falls with the tragedy. They were still engaged to be married, the world knew nothing of the tragedies in the life of the victim, his son and Delilah Falls. How matters would eventually have turned out had not Delliah Falls and William Kerns had a lovers' quarrel it would be impossible to say, but one day Delliah received a summons to appear before the grand jury. As she opened the door the first person she saw was William Kerns. He pointed an accusing finger at her and branded her as a murderess. But Delliah Falls retaliated and Will Kerns was arrested in turn. They were both sentenced to the same penitentiary, the girl for 20 years, the boy for 12. Of her sentence Delliah Fails now says: "I told the county attorney the truth and he advised me to plead guilty to a charge of murder in the second degree. He told me that if I would do this he would promise that I should not get a sentence of more than ten years, and that after being in prison for two years he would secure the signatures necessary to get me a pardon. I was sentenced to 20 years in the penitentiary. It seemed to me as if the earth had opened and swallowed me. The horrors of that moment I shall never forget. For seven long years I was in prison—yet he had said if I served but two I would be pardoned. It was terrible." But fate had not foraken the outraged girl in her prison cell. Seldom has a more romantic story developed behind prison walls. The girl continues: "One day I was in Warden Hunter's house doing the housework, when a man was sent to do some other work. I caught sight of him and fell in a dead faint against the wall. For it was the face of that old sweetheart of mine, who had disappeared when Jerome Kerns told him my story. He had always believed in me and been kind to me and would have married me but for Kerns. "When I was able to speak I said: Is that you, La Motte? for it was La Motte Firman—that is his real name. He replied: 'Hush! Don't let anyone know. I am here under an assumed name.' But it was he. "After he was released Mr. Firman did what no one else had done for me. He set about to secure my pardon. He secured the necessary papers and personally went around and secured signatures to the application for a parole. He went to Gov. Cummins and personally interceded for me. And fincally he secured my parole and I came to Cedar Rapids." A fortnight after Delliah Fails had entered the Putnam home she stole away one night and took the street car to the near-by town of Marion. There Firman met her and they were quietly married. The ceremony which Jerome Kerns had prevented almost a decade before by his disclosure was at last performed. Then Delliah Fails Firman returned to the Putnam home as Delliah Fails. A few nights later temptation was put in her way. "It seems to me that I had gone half insane on burglary," she says. "I had been imprisoned with burglaries. It all seemed so easy to do and so easy to escape. The prisoners prided themselves, many of them, on their records. I heard of this. Then since coming to Cedar Rapids I had been warned so often that it seemed to me nothing in the world was so important as burglary. I heard it so much I came to think of nothing else. I was alone in the house night after night. Every time the boards creaked I fancied it was a burglar. I must have been half crazy before I ever did all that." PARROT ON STEAMER GIVES AWAY ROMANCE His Endearing Cries Cause Blushes Among Passengers and Furnish Food for Thought. New York.—A big green parrot was a second-class passenger on the steamer St. Paul when it arrived here the other day. All the way over the parrot amused the storm-tossed passengers by crying most agreeably: "Hello, major! How are you, major! Glad to see you, major!" Sometimes the parrot became more affectionate and exclaimed, invitingly: "Kiss me, major!" The parrot belongs to Miss Margaret Harold, an attractive young Englishwoman, who smiled when the bird said; "Hello, major." and frowned modestly when the parrot said; "Kiss me, major." So the second cabin whispered that Miss Harold was crossing to keep her promise to marry a certain major, formerly of his majesty's army, now engaged in peaceful pursuits in this land of the free. But what the major's name was, neither Miss Harold nor the green parrot would tell. Sure enough, the major met Miss Harold at the pier. "Hello, major!" yelled the parrot, joyously. But after a few minutes' talk with the major "HELLO MRUORT! "KISS ME MAJOR" AMUSED THE PASSENGERS. Miss Harold did not seem a bit glad to see him, and when the parrot called gayly: "Kiss me, major!" Miss Harold looked ready to choke the bird. In fact Miss Harold and the major quarreled so long and violently that Boarding Officer Jackson, of the immigration bureau, thought to take her to Ellis Island. The major visited Miss Harold on Ellis Island and had two interviews with her. Loud sobbing was heard behind the closed doors, and from each interview Miss Harold emerged with eyes red from weeping. The major would only say: "I can say nothing." It was reported on Ellis Island that he is eager to marry Miss Harold, but that he has not so many worldly goods as expected. Some girls run madly after men, and tangle them in talk; Dremnerness tries a slower gait, and the girl walks a walk. -Cincinnati Commemorative Orchestra THE RICHMOND PLANET FOWLS FOR MA The Plan Which Is Most in Favor with Those Who Ship Hundreds. While the main consideration to the consumer is that the fowl should be reasonably plump and properly picked, the large city merchants demand certain things in the way of packing which the poultry reiser must carry out if he would be successful in such markets. One of the things is that the fowls be "shaped" before they are packed, and while this process makes a form that is not particularly pleasing, it is, perhaps, better than the mishapen fowls which would result if they were placed in boxes or barrels 3 2 1 FOWL READY FOR MARKET. without any sign of packing. To make a shaper, first build a frame and then in this frame construct two troughs, each ten feet long. These troughs are constructed by nailing together two boards, seven-eighths of an inch thick and six inches wide, at right angles. After plucking the fowls, says the Indianapolis News, lay the carcasses in the trough with the heads hanging down, the legs alongside the breast and the breast downward. By gentle pressure force the carcass down into the angle of the trough. Cover each carcass with oiled paper; then have an inch board six inches wide to lay on the carcasses and weight this board down with a brick or heavy stone at either end. As the carcass of the bird is slipped under the board, move the lower brick or stone to obtain the weight. The carcasses should be kept in this position for six or seven hours, and they will then be shaped and ready for packing in crates. The illustration shows the construction of this shaper in detail, and, as will be seen, any handy man can construct it readily. Keeping Bees Through the Winter. One summer had been a poor one for making honey and we found our bees didn't have enough honey to keep them over. So we took small sauce dishes, half filled them with granulated sugar syrup and whenever a day came warm enough for the bees to fly out, one of these dishes was placed on the ground directly in front of each hive. The winter was a severe one. A few heavy snows would have smothered them if we had not been watchful and carefully cleared away the snow early in the morning after a night's storm, and opened a breathing space at the entrance. We also covered the hives with some old quilts and pieces of carpet as a protection from the winds.—Orange Judd Farmer. Feeding Bees in Winter The proper time to feed for winter is before winter has set in. If however, from some unavoidable cause you have bees in a starving condition, feed with no regard to the temperature. Frames filled with honey are the thing to give colonies lacking in stores at a time when the snow is flying. It is not a bad plan to warm these up somewhat before giving them to the bees. If frames of honey cannot be given, candy made from pure, white sugar will answer first-rate, says Farm and Home. Break this up in chunks and lay on top of the frames. During warm days, sugar sirup may be fed, and is much more easily prepared. Make this half sugar and half water. Separate the Sexes It is the height of foolishness to allow the male birds to run with the hens during the fall and winter months unless eggs are wanted for hatching. It should be remembered that an unfertilized egg is dead matter, while a fertilized one contains a life-germ that is ready to take on animal existence as soon as the proper conditions are furnished. Even at a low temperature of 60 degrees a fertilized egg will begin to decay long before an unfertilized one would show the least change. Keep the males and females separate.—Commercial Poultry. Raspberry for Honey If there is any one plant that will pay to raise for honey alone, it is raspberry, especially the red kind. The quantity of honey yielded by it is great, and for quality it is at least equal to any ever tasted. It stands in a rank all by itself. But when we add to these desirable characteristics the great abundance of refreshing fruit it produces, and on almost any soil, we may say it certainly deserves all the attention it gets. This seems to be the opinion on the other side of the ocean, too—Gleanings in Bee Cliture. HENS' TEETH. Now Don't Smile But Just Read How You Should Supply the Fowls with False Ones. "As scarce as hens' teeth" is a common saying, from which comes the idea that hens have no teeth. This is true only so far as teeth in the mouth are concerned. Hens have false teeth, and the owner of the fowls is called upon in the winter to act as dentist, says Farmers' Review. The hen has the advantage of the human being in this. When her teeth get old she digests them and gets a new lot. Her teeth are really very numerous, and may be made out of bone, crockery, flint, quartz, and even glass. The principal thing is to give her enough of the size she can best use. Many of the iments among us are caused by the lack of grit in the winter time. When the ground is uncovered and not frozen, it is comparatively easy for the fowls to find enough large-sized gravel to supply the gizzard with material for the grinding of food that comes to it. When fowls are killed and the gizzards are found to be filled with a very fine, gritty material, or none at all, it may be known that there is great and imperative need for the supplying of grit at once. The worst feature about it is that the fowls begin to droop and get sick, and the farmer never mistrus the real cause of the trouble the lack of grit. That hens' teeth in the winter, man should not be lost to person that reads to ask himself the queen have been fully supply material. When the erted with snow it may purchase commercial market KILLING AND PLUCKING The Best Methods of Preparing the Fewls for the Most Desirable Markets. It is well to make the bird fast for 12 hours or more before it is killed, in order that its crop and other organs may be quite empty. The best way to kill a bird is to sever the mite in artery in the roof of the mouth. When this is done the bird quickly bleed to death. As soon as cut it should be being held down, to allow the blood to run out of the body. Immediately after the bird is dead, and before the animal heat has left the body, the feathers should be plucked out, pains being taken to remove all the pinfeathers and not to tear the skin. The feathers come out more easily if the carcass is put in boiling water for a few minutes; but this method, although very common, injures the wholesome look of the skin and, it is believed, makes the flesh decompose more quickly. Dry picking is therefore far preferable and should be insisted on. If a bird is to be kept before using, it should be put in a cool place to drive out all the animal heat, which, if left in, might hasten decomposition. Some poultry men put the clucked birds into cold water, which serves the double purpose of cooling them and of making them look plumper. There may be no objection to it if the water is clear and they are left in only a few minutes, but if they are allowed to soak until they swell beyond their natural size it is certainly fraudulent and probably injurious. A still more objectionable way of plumping birds is by blowing them out. This is bad enough when a bellows is used, but when, as is often the case, the dresser blows direct from his mouth it is disgusting and dangerous.—Farm and Home. FOR FATTEN FOWLS. How Crates Best Capted to This Purpose May Made by the Fetter. big cattle, used at the county agricultural college. This crate is 6 feet 6 inches long. 18 to 20 inches high and 16 inches wide. It is divided into three compartments, each holding from four to five birds, according to the size of THE FATTENING CRATE the chickens. The crate is made of slats, except the ends. The slats are usually $1\frac{1}{2}$ inches wide and five-eighths of an inch thick. The slats in front are run up and down and are two inches apart to allow the chickens to put their heads through for feeding. The slats on the bottom are three-fourths of an inch apart, so as to admit of the droppings passing through to the ground. Care should be taken not to have the first bottom slat at the back fit closely against the back, as this will hold the droppings. The feeding and watering are done by means of a trough in front running the entire length of the coop. This trough is from two to three inches deep and is made of three-quarter inch lumber. Fatten the Old Fowls. About two weeks before the time for clearing off the old fowls a more fattening ration should be fed. The meat or beef scraps should be doubled, and the grain food should be almost wholly cracked or whole corn. Of course, they should not be allowed to range much. A fowl that is running at large cannot get into really good eating condition—Inland Poultry Journal. A BRAVE SOLDIER. Lleut. C. A. Coryell, formerly of the One Hundred and Forty-first New York volunteers, Twentieth army corps, was with Sherman on the famous march to the sea. One bright Sunday in December, 1884, the lieutenant was detailed to take charge of the picket line in front of Savannah, on the edge of a rice swamp. There was a truce between the pickets and everything wore a Sabbath-like stillness. Coryell had nothing to do and was out of tobacco. How to get a chew was the question. Finally a handsome young officer from the confederate side strolled out between the lines. Coryell hailed him at once: "I say, Johnny, if I come over to you, can I get tobacco and return safely to my lines?" "Come along. I'll treat you right." "How do I know that I'll not be taken prisoner?" "You have the word of a gentleman and a confederate officer." Coryell thought a moment and then decided to make the venture. He laid aside his sword and belt and started RICHMOND VIRGINIA ie, and that, supply them of, and every article should if his fowls with grinding round is covе be necessary to grits in the THE CONFEDERATE WAVED HIS HAND. across the high and narrow dike leading to the confederate line. On either side of the dike the water in the rice fields was five feet deep. The lieutenant reached the opposite shore without any misgivings. The confederate produced some tobacco, and a trade was made in no time. Then the two fell into a pleasant conversation. Suddenly Coryell saw a signal flutter from a house some distance in the rear of the confederate line. "I don't know," replied the confederate. Just then an orderly dashed up on horseback, and, with a dignified salute, said to the confederate officer: "Lieutenant, the general orders you to take the Yankee officer to headquarters." Coryell was dumfounded. Then he looked at the confederate lieutenant, and noted his honest eyes and his manly face. "Am I your prisoner?" asked Coryell. "I offered you my protection," he said. "Go to your lines. I will follow you over the dike, and if my body can shield you from confederate lead you shall reach your command in safety. Good-bye and God bless you." The federal started on his return trip. He was half-way across when the first shot came. There was another and another, until a whole brigade seemed to be firing at him. The fugitive walked rapidly onward until he reached the federal lines and vaulted over the breastwork. Then he looked back and saw his protector standing on the dike. The confederate waved his hand, turned about and marched back to his own side. He had kept his promise like a true soldier.—Atlanta Constitution Mr. Not Much A bright young Dane has recently taken the position of elevator boy in a down-town apartment house. The other night a young doctor who lives there returned at about ten o'clock and asked whether there had been anyone to call on him during his absence. "Yas," replied the Dane. "Dere vas two." "Who were they?" "Hugh?" "Did they leave their cards?" "Dare cards?" "Yes, yes! Did they tell you their names?" The Dane smiled. "Oh!h! Yas, day dole me dare names. It was Mr. Not Muc... und his vife." And not until next day did the doctor discover that his guests were some old Boston friends—"Mr. and Mrs. Blank Dolittle."—Philadelphia Press. What's a Statesman? "What is a statesman?" asked the politician. "A statesman," returned the editor, "is a man who can get his speeches printed in full in the newspapers."—Chicago Record-Herald. Down Low. Suitor—Your father has a very deep voice, hasn't he? Ethel—Do you think so? "Rather; he expressed himself to me with the toe of his shoe."—Detroit Free Press. A. Brutal Act Mr. Gotham—So my old friend, Col. Bloodbring, is in disgrace? "My, my! What did he do?" "Struck a gentleman with his fist, instead of shooting him with a pistol, sah."—N. Y. Weekly. Corroborative Dentist (who has pulled the wrong tooth)—I see how I made the mistake. I counted the molars from the back instead of the front. You don't seem to have cut your wisdom teeth yet, young man. Groaning Patient—That's evident from the choice I made of a dentist!—Chicago Tribune. No Accounting for Taste Presidentess of Anti-Tobacco League —You poor, misguided man, why do you suck at that dirty, evil-smelling pipe? Just after your breakfast, too! Smoking Sam—I does it to take the nasty taste of the corfy outer my mouth, mum—Ally Sloper. Not in the Union Bill—Did you hear the trouble down at the new Skyhigh building? Jill—No; what now? "Why, the boss went into the building and rived his eyes on the floor, and all the other rivitors went on strike. Yonkers Statesman." He Was an Optimist Jack—Congratulate me, old man. Miss Fussleigh has made me happy for life. Jack—Never. She refused me.—Chicago News. Heartless "Bliggins talked to his wife so harshly the other day," said the gossip, "that she actually wept." "The monster! Did he reent then?" "No. He merely said it was cheaper than sending her to an emotional drama to have a good cry."—Washington Star. LIVED TWENTY YEARS WITHOUT BEING KISSED This Tennessean Boasted That He Never Even Put His Lips to His Wife's. Martin, Tenn.—Eli Richardson, who died this week at the age of 70 years, boasted that he had never put his lips to a woman's, though he was married. In explaining how he happened to eschew the joys of kissing he said he was a very bashful boy. At a party before the civil war a game was often played in which the young women had to ferreit a kiss to her captor. Young Richardson's timidity being known, a plan was formed to get him to kiss a girl. She placed a pin in her mouth, and when Eli's bashful lips were to press hers she was to prick his lips with the pin. The fateful moment came. Eli demurred, but was prevailed upon to take the kiss from the maiden. He started to implant the kiss, but his eye caught the gleam of the pin and he refused. From that day until his death he never kissed a woman. Chased by Blind Man Pittsburg, Pa. A.-A. F. Hays, a blind man, had a footrace with burglar, and surprised them, as well as making them drop their plunder. He awakened shortly after midnight to hear men in his room, and they ordered him to lie still. He shied a chair in the direction of the sound and followed it. He chased them almost a mile through the dark streets, which he could travel with fair speed in the darkness, while they stumbled along. Much of his household goods he found piled up on his return. A Gentle Hint "Wouldn't you like to have some one give you a dollar?" asked Johnny of his sister's best beau. Well, the Bible says to do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Not Before. "Mr. Gingham." said Taper, "I would like a tortnight's absence to attend the wedding of a very dear friend." "It must be a very dear friend indeed to make you want that much time. Who is it?" "Well, sir, after the ceremony she will be my wife."—Smith's Weekly. Superior. The woodpecker stopped for a moment to boast: "Dear me, but I'm brainy," he said; The monkey must live by the toll of his hands. But I do my work with my head. —Cincinnati Commercial Tribune. IT LET HIM OUT. Poe f. Carrye—No; I wouldn't marry the best man living. Cholly—Well, I don't pretend to be the best man living.—Chicago Journal. Not a Case for The Hague. The pestilent chill called the ague Imparts a sensation so vague, Scarce know what's the matter; But all your teeth chatter, And all your bones shiver and plague. —Chicago Tribune. REGISTERED IN PATENT OFFICE U.S. BEFORE BLEACH A WONDERFUL FACE BLEACH ... AND HAIR TONIC... both in a box of 2,000 three boxes for $4.00. 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"**SEABOARD MAIL**," composed of latest improved day coaches, Pulman Sleeper, Pulman Partier Car and Cafe Handler, Henderson, Raleigh, Southern Pines, Hanes, Cedar Falls, Atanta, Camden, Columbia, Savannah, Jacksonville, St. Augustine and Tampa. 10:35 p. m. "SEABOARD EXPRESS," composed of day coaches, Pullman cars to Atlantic City, New York, and Cars South of Hamlet. - To Hammerson Raleigh, Southern Pines, Hamlet, Pinehurst, Atlanta, Canada, Columbia, South Carolina, St. St. Augustine, Tampa, and New Orleans. 9:10 a. m.-Local for Norlina, Hamlet and Charlotte. TRAINS ARRIVE RICHMOND-DAILY. 6:25 a. m.-No. 84, from Florida, Atlanta, and the Southwest. 4:25 p. m.-No. 66, from Florida, Atlanta and the Southwest. 5:20 p. m.-No. 28, from Norlina and Local Points. W. M. TAYLOR, Offic Ticket Agent. H. S. L. KENNEDY, No.! M. R. MAIN St., Bohdowne. 2 Hours and 25 Minutes to Norfolk LEAVE RICHMOND-EASTBOUND. 7:38 a.m.-Week days-Local to Newport n. m. and way stations. 9:00 a.m. 0:00 p.m. Limited-Arrives Williams burg 8:30 a.m. We are here 10:00 a.m. 0:00 Point 11.00 a.m., Norfolk 0:00 p.m. Daily - Special-Arrives Williams 0:00 p.m. Newport News 8:30 p.m. 0:40 p.m. Gaia Point 6:30 p.m., Norfolk 8:25 p.m. 5:00 p.m. Week days - Look at Point MAIN LINE - WESTBOUND 2:00 p.m. Daily - with day to Clifton Force. 2:00 p.m. Daily - with Pullman to Cassimard. Indispensable. without change Pullman service for Limestone Louis. 5:15 p.m. Week days - Go to 10:45 p. m. —Daily —Limited with Pullman Service to Chinookan, Louisville, St. Louis and Chicago. JAMES RIVER LINE 10:20 a.m. - Dally-Express to Lynchburg, Lexington, Clifton Forge and principal stations. 6:15 p.m. - Week days - Local to Emont. B RICHOND FROM B RICHOND Mortokli and Old Polem 6:15 a.m. week days, 11:54 a.m. daily, and 7:00 p.m. daily, Newport News local $500 p. m. daily Gorcachai and West 7:00 a.m. daily and 8:00 p.m. daily Line Local from Stanton 7:45 p. m. Ex. Sanford Godonville Accommodation 8:40 a.m. except Sunday. River Line Local from Clifton Forge 8:35 a.m. daily. Emont Accommodation 8:40 a.m. except Sunday. D O M OYLE Gen'l Manager H. W FULLER G. P. A. SOUTHERN RAILWAY Effective Dec. 24th, 1904. TRAINS LEAVE RICHMOND. 7:00 a. m.—Daily. Local for Charlotte. 12:30 p. m.—Daily. Limited. Budget Pullman. 1 1:30 p. m. and Fu ningham, New Orleans, Memphis, Charleston and the South. 6:00 p. m.—s. s. and various. 11:00 p. m.—s. s. and various. 9:30 p. m. for all s. s. South. 9:30 p. m. for all s. s. North. The favorite to route Baltimore and eastern points. Leave Richmond 4:30 p. m. Mondays Wednesday and Fridays. p. i. M. Mondays Wednesdays and Fridays. Occupies Sandy. Local mixed for West Point. at Point. 3:15 p.m. Daily except Sunday. Local for West Point. 4:30 p.m. Except Sunday. For West Point, connecting with steamers for Baltimore and river landings Mondays Wednesdays and Fridays. S. BURGESS Clay Bank, Gloucester Point and Allmounds, Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. **TAINS ABRIVE RICHMOND.** 6:38 a.m. - 10:30 p.m. - From all the South. 8:38 a.m. - From North and Durham. 8:40 a.m. - From Keysville. 8:25 a.m. - Baltimore and West Point. 8:25 a.m. - West Point. 10:30 p.m. - From West Point. **S. H. HARDWICK, Pass Taf. M.'g r.** H. C. ACKERT, G.M. W. H. TAYLOR, G.P.A. C. W. WESTBURY, D. P.A., Richmond, Va. **Norfolk and Western R. R.** LEAVE RICHMOND (DAILY), BYRD STREET STATION. 9:00 a.m. M. NORFOLK LIMITED. Arrives at Norfolk and Richmond only as Peersburg, Waverley and Suffolk. 9:00 a.m. CHICAGO EXPRESS Buffet Parlor C. Petersburg to Lynchburg and Rosanne, Pulpit Hill to Columbus and Blueloft to Cincinnati; also Knoxville, and Knoxville to Chattanooga, and Madison. 12:30 p.m. Roanoke Brussels for Farmville, Lynchburg, and Rosanne. 5.00 P.m. Ocean Shore. Exited Arrives Nov (8:30) P.M. Stops only! Petersburg Waverly Causeway. Causeway. Causeway with Steamers to Boston. Providence. N. N. York. Baltimore and Washington. 6:35 P. m., for Norrskjöd all stations east of Petersburg. 9:38 P. M. NEW ORLEANS SHORT LINE. Pull-main sleeper Richmond to Lynchburg, Poters man Noakee: Lynchburg to Chanatoga-Manhattan Memphis to Carling Car, Trains arrived from the west 7:35 m. p. m and 8:50 p. m., from Norfolk 11:40 m. m. 11:30 m. a. m. and 8:30 m. m. Street. W. B. BEVILLE 838 East Main street. W. B. BEVILLE O. B. HANDLE Gen. Pass. Agt O. D. Pass. Agt R. F. & P Richmond, Frederickburg, and Poto- Trains Leave Richmond—Northward. 4:15 a.m. daily, Byrd st. Through. 4:15 a.m. daily, Main st. Through. 7:10 a.m. week days, Elba. Ashland accommodation. 4:0 a.m. m., daily Byrd st. Through. London: 12:00 noon, week days, Byrd st. Through. 4:00 p.m. week days. Byrd st. Frederick-burg accommodation. 4:00 p.m. daily, Main st. Through. 6:30 p.m. week days, Elba. Ashland accommodation. 8:20 a.m., week days, Byrd St. Fredericksburg accommodation. 8:35 a.m., m., daily, Byrd St. Through. 11:30 a.m., m., week days, Byrd St. Through. laboral accommodations. 2:14 p., m., daily Main st. Through. 5:52 p., m., week days, Eiba Ashland accommodations. 5:52 p., m., daily, Byrd St. Through. 9:00 p., m., Byrd St. Through. Loca stops. 9:00 p., m., daily, Main St Through Norfolk station sleeping or Parlor Cars on all above trains, except train arriving Richmond 11:30 a.m., m. week days and local accommodations. W. i. DUKE, C. W. CULP, W. P. TAYLOR, Gen'l Man'r. Ass' Gen'l Man. Traf. Man. ALPHEUS SCOTT, CHURCH HILL FUNERAL DIRECTOR ... AND ENBALMER, Open Day and Night. Office and ware rooms 3006 P St., Church Hill. Orders By Telegraph and Telephone promptly attended to. A business confidential. Old Phone No. 3183. ATLANTIC COAST-LINE. TRAINS LEAVE RICHMOND DAILY BYRD STREET STATION. 9:00 a. m. Petersburg and Norfolk. 9:05 a. m. A.C. L. Express to all points south 12:10 p. m. Petersburg and N. & W. West. 8:00 p. Petersburg and Norfolk. 4:15 p. m. Galloway local. 6:45 p. m. Petersburg local. 7:25 p. m. "Florida and West Indian Limited" Points South. 8:30 p. m. Petersburg and N. & W. West. 11:30 p. m. Petersburg local. TRAINS ARRIVE RICHMOND. 4:07 a. m. 7:35 a. m. 8:25 a. m. except Sunday 10:45 a. m. Sunday. 11:40 a. m. 1 p. m. 2:05 p. m. 8:50 p. m. 7:45 p. m. 9:05 p. m. 4:05 p. m. 8:50 p. m. 7:45 p. m. C.S. CAMBELL, Dv. Pass, Art. C. S. CAMBELL, Dtv. Pass. Agt. W. J. CRAIG, Gen Pass. Agt. OLD DOMINION STEAM SHIP COMPANY Leave Richmond daily at 7 p.m., stopping at Newport News in both directions News in both directions. Fare, $3.50 one way, $4 50 round trip, includes stateroom, berth; meals, 50cts. Street cars to Steamer's Wharf. For New York by C, & O. Railway, 9:00 a.m., 4 p.m. 9 a.m. and 3 p.m. by N. & W. Railway; also by Old Dominion night line steamer. All lines connect at Norfolk with direct steamers for New York, sailing daily except Sunday, 7 p.m. K. F. OHALKLER, City Ticket Agt., 808 E. Main St. JOHN F. MAYER, Agt. W. Foot of Ash St. Richmond, Va. H. B. WALKER, V. P. & T. M., New York. THE PLANET SATURDAY.....JANUARY 28. 1900 FARM AND GARDEN Farm Implement Which the Handy Farmer May Construct for Himself. Every farmer knows a harrow and drag are two useful farm implements. Here you will find a harrow and drag combined, which has proven very useful in both sod and loose ground, and which pulverizes and levels at the same time, says Epitomist. The one I made is to be used with three horses. It consists GOOD DRAG AND HARROW. of three pieces four inches by four inches by ten feet, three pieces one and one-half inch by six inches by three feet, two pieces one and one-half inches by six inches by three and one-half feet, and 31 harrow teeth. In spacing, put the teeth one foot apart. In the second beam, begin four inches farther in than on the first, and in the third, eight inches farther in than the first. The harrow teeth should be placed a little backward, so that if anything catches fast, it will pull off. Give this a trial and see what it will do. INTERESTING TEST. Experiments to Prove Relative Value of Deep and Shallow Cultivation for Grains. Experiments in deep and shallow cultivation have been conducted by a number of experiment stations of the country. The Ohio station has completed a nine-year series of such experiments and reports as follows: "For deep cultivation the double shoot has been used, working the ground to a depth of four inches or a little more. For shallow working a swing-tooth cultivator has been used and the ground is stirred to a depth of an inch and a half. "Taking each year's test by itself with a single exception, shallow cultivation has given a larger yield of grain, regardless of weather conditions. One season, it is true, the increase is of little moment. With the exception of one season the yield of stover is larger from the shallow cultivation. "Taking the average for the nine seasons' work, shallow cultivation leads in grain by exactly four bushels per acre, and in stover by over 200 pounds per acre. This matter of deep and shallow cultivation would seem to be pretty well settled." The work at the other stations has quite generally produced similar results. AROUND THE FARM Sheep raising, it is said, is fast becoming the greatest live stock industry in the world. The strawberry plant is something of an evergreen, its leaves remaining green throughout the winter. Every farmer, no matter what crop he is raising, should find out for himself the particular kind of fertilizer his land needs. The potato has been forced from its natural functions since the beginning of its cultivation, until it expands all of its energy in the production of tubers. An apple curiosity comes from New York. It has a light yellow skin and flesh which runs from bright red to a salmon color. It is not large, but is very good eating. The finer the soil, the more likely is the seed sown to be covered from the sunshine, and the quicker will capillary action be established. Capillary action is necessary to give the seed water for the development of the shoot. Kansas has a tame goose 52 years old, which is still hale and hearty. Its gander brother died 13 years ago and its sister goose five years ago. Though her lovely companions" are gone this last goose is as nimble and sprightly as those of her kind generations younger. House Your Machines Care should be taken of the farm machinery. Have sheds for all of it. Many farmers in Lewis county, Mo., keep their machinery out year in year put. The cold, snowy weather of winter and the hot, wet weather of summer are equally bad. You will find, after having tried it, says the Farm and Home, that the implements last better when kept under cover and well painted. Bolts should all be tightened on a machine when put into use, well oiled and taken out in ship shape. The same applies to putting it away when it should be cleaned as far as practicable and put in the shed. Each year wagon wheels should be soaked in boiled linseed oil, applied when hot. This keeps the tires tight and acts as a preservative. Soy Beans. Soy beans used about 525 pounds of water per pound of dry matter produced in some Wisconsin tests. The enormous quantity of water required for a crop of this kind is shown when it is stated that the crop of soy beans referred to yielded 7,980 pounds dry matter to the acre, equal to 9,177 pounds of hay, containing 15 per cent. moisture.—Orange Judd Farmer. RAPE AS A FORAGE CROP. A Suggestion That Will Prove of Value to the Farmer During Next Summer's Heat. Every year during the hot months, when much of the pasture has dried up and the corn is not yet in condition to feed, many a farmer says: "If there is such a thing as a crop that will grow and furnish green succulent food at this season, I will certainly try and have a field of it next year." There is such a crop, and it may be well during these winter days to post yourself concerning it, to determine on a field, find where you can obtain the seed, and be in all readiness so as not to be cheated out of another year. The crop referred to is rape, and is growing in favor each year. In some ways this resembles the turnip plant; however, the root is stringy and does not in that respect resemble the turnip, which is bulbous. The leaves and stems of rape are the only portion of the plant that are valuable, but the feeding value of them has placed this crop ahead of many others as a pasture crop, and especially for hogs and sheep. It makes a slow growth at first, but after it gets fairly started, it shoots up rapidly, and on good soil makes a most astonishing growth. A yield of ten tons per acre is a common report, while from the Wisconsin station comes a report of nine and three-fourths tons from a half acre. The plant does best on deep, rich, warm loam. It grows but slowly on stiff clays, but will grow fairly well even on clays and sandy soils, provided it is well supplied with plant food. Making such a luxuriant growth as it does, it should receive at the time the soil is being prepared 200 pounds per acre of a fertilizer containing four per cent. nitrogen, seven per cent. phosphoric acid and six per cent. actual potash. If such a compound cannot be secured, the phosphoric acid can be secured in the form of acid phosphate, or ground steamed bone, and the potash from muriate of potash. These can be supplied before the seed is sown, and the nitrogen applied in the form of nitrate of soda as a top dressing afterwards. It also grows well on old mud soils; on such land the nitrogen can be omitted, but aliberal amount of potash must be used, since those soils are very deficient in that element. It might be mentioned in this connection, says the Farmers' Review, that let the crop be rape or what it will, astonishing results come from the use of potash on these much and "bogus" soils, which are oftentimes classed as unproductive. In preparing the field for the rape crop, the ground should be plowed about as deep as for corn and well harrowed. All vegetable matter should be carefully buried and the ground rolled to make an earth mulch, which is so valuable in retaining moisture. Possibly the best results follow broadcasting and covering with a light harrow. If drilled, ordinary turnip drill can be used. The amount of seed sowed per acre is from three to five pounds if sown broadcast, and two or three if with drills. A very satisfactory way is to sow it in the corn at the last cultivation. While it may slightly interfere with the putting up of the corn, it makes a splendid feeding ground for pigs and lambs before the corn is taken off, and a general pasture afterwards. The stock can be turned on it after it is eight or ten weeks old. Care must be exercised in turning sheep to it, that they do not eat their fill until they are somewhat accustomed to the crop, or bloating may follow. The stock should not be allowed to eat it too closely, as it will sprout up again and make a pasture of longer duration unless nipped off close to the ground. It is a good idea to have two lots of it, and let the stock eat on one awhile, then change to the other and give the first a chance to make a new growth. The best variety is the dwarf Essex, which has a good root and branches out heavily. The leaves commence to branch near the surface of the ground and extend in most every direction, until the surface of the ground is hidden by a mass of foliage from one to three feet high, according to soil and season. If well supplied with plant food, it will do well during the dry season and into the late fall, furnishing an unrivaled pasture for sheep, pigs and even cattle, and a crop the farmer will find in many ways to be highly profitable. INSECT DAMAGE IN SEED. How Barrels May Be Utilized to Thoroughly Fumigate the Grain. If one has not time to make a substantial box for fumigation of seed grain for insect destruction, barrels may be utilized for the purpose, says Farm and Home. Get two tight, strong KILLING INSECTS IN GRAIN. barrels, such as coal oil barrels, and make water tight. Put in the seed to be fumigated, cover with a blanket and close fitting cover. Before covering pour carbon bisulphide, which is explosive, over the grain, at the rate of three to four ounces per 5 bushels of grain. If it is not desirable to pour this poison on the grain, set a saucer on it, and pour the poison in the saucer. Place a small block near the saucer to hold up the blanket one or two inches higher, lay blanket over barrel, and place cover securely in place and weight with stone. This will kill the weevil in peas and beans. For a Different Reason. "Young Tiffany says he can't live on $18,000 a year. "That's nothing! neither can I."—Houston Post. THE RICHMOND PLAN ST, RICHMOND, VIRGINIA SAILED 37 DAYS OVER A VOLCANO HARROWING EXPERIENCES OF CREW OF "CEDARBANK." STORM AND FIRE PERILS. Ship Bound on a Voyage from Newcastle to San Francisco—Fighting Flames in the Hold Day and Night. New York.—"It is a story of action, a 37 days' fight for life that followed the discovery of fire under the hatches of the Cedarbank," said Josiah L. F. Robertson, second mate of the four-masted bark Levernbank, from Dublin, moored to Commercial wharf, in the Atlantic dock, says the World. Mr. Robertson was one of the heroes of the Cedarbank's famous trip from Newcastle to Frisco. "When we were seven days out we were dismasted off the New Zealand coast, the yards being locked with the mizen topmast like an old bent tin pot," began the second officer. "After a gale of wind from the southeast and a heavy sea, the weather moderated, and in 16 days we managed to get back to Sydney, where we lay for two weeks. "We started again for "Frisco, and had crossed the line, when at about two bells of the dog watch smoke was seen coming up from No. 2 hatch. Capt. Moody batted the hatch cover down and tried to smother the fire. "Next morning we started to discharge cargo over the side and worked the fire pumps day and night. Hose was led down through the ventilator in the foc's head and through No.2 hatch, from which we were discharging. A boom was triced up aft, the two quarter life boats lowered astern, provisioned and watered, and manropes, with knots in them, bent on the boom. The carpenter was ordered to build a false keel for one of the boats on the forward house, and a section of 'serve' pipe fitted with a wooden butt for a step was made ready for a mast. This boat was also dropped astern. The second mate, with one A. B., was detailed to one boat, the best two 77 WORKED PUMPS DAY AND NIGHT. A. B.'s to another, and myself and one A. B. to the third boat, where we stood watch and watch. As the men went into hatch No. 2 with their baskets the coal became hotter and hotter. They could stay in the hold only an hour at a time with wet towels tiled around their faces. The captain wanted to throw overboard enough coal to clear the 'tween decks and get at the fire underneath. "After a three days' fight, during which the hose was kept on, not much smoke could be seen. Four hundred tons of coal had been thrown overboard, when suddenly the hatch covers blew up with a series of explosions, the flames and smoke leaping high in the air, and the cargo was found to be afame fore and aft. There was a rush to clap down hatches again, and if this thing happened once, it happened 20 times. "The captain had ordered a portion of the provisions and all the fresh water possible stored on the quarter deck, for the fire had quickly spoiled the stores in the lazarette aft and all the fresh water left in the tanks on deck. For storing the fresh water we ripped out two small tanks from the washroom forward. "The deck was so hot that you could with difficulty bear your shoe upon it and the pitch stewed from the planks. The cook and the steward prepared the meals over the hot coats in the hold. Explosion after explosion threw the hatches skyward until the order 'All hands batten down,' came to be regarded with contempt from its very familiarity. "We were 1,800 miles from 'Frisco, with the ship on the port tack mostly, and light breezes, with calm at times. We could not have driven the ship more than about four khos if we had got a breeze, for we were towing our small boats with men in them, asterm. Every morning the captain would come to the caffrail, bend a tin of coffee on a life buoy and lower it to us, to be passed from boat to boat. "After about a month of this kind of life over a volcano it came on to blow, and we had to take up the boats on the davits. We thought it was all up with us, and that we should never see land again." A Sure Way. "How I hate that Jack Dashing! I wish I could do something that would make him perfectly miserable." "Why don't you marry him?"—Kansas City Star. Simple—Only the brave deserve the fair. A Bird飞, the Hand. "May I kiss you before I go?" "W-e-l-l—" "Well?" eagerly. "Just one thing constrains me to say yes." "And what is that?" "The fact that you cannot very well kiss me after you go."—Houston Post. Dangers of a Surplus. Argus was complaining of his one hundred eyes. "When I see the circus," he explained, "I can stop 33 on each ring, but I can't make my mind which one to look at with a blind eye." This teach us that enough is as good as a fea Y. Y. Sun. More Than Bargained For. "Ah," sighe the sentimental young man, "would th I might induce you to fly with me!" "Well, I'll go on," replied the practical maid. "Bing an irish ship around to-morrow afternoon at three o'clock, and I'll be ready."—Chicago News. An Honest Confession. The Lady—If you'll take this saw and saw some wood, I'll give you a nice, warm dinner. The Tramp—I'd like ter oblige youse, ma'am, but I can't trust meself wid a nice saw like daal. I'm one uv dem kleptomaniacs.—Chicago News. CONSIDER TE FARMER. Hunter—No gunning on this land, eh? Well, that's kind of the farmer to tell you, but I wish I had seen the notice before I walked all over the farm.—Philadelphia Telegraph. A friend in need is a friend indeed. When he grabs you by the collar, and you say, "Old boy, it gives me joy to let you say, "Collar." -Philadelphia inquirer- Reward of Genius Meeks—There goes a successful inventor. Weeks—So? What did he invent? Meeks—He invented a new excuse to give his wife for remaining out till after midnight, and, strange to say, it worked. —Chicago News. All the He Wanted. "Are you our employment, my man?" asked t. dy at the door. "No, ma'am." plied the trump; "I have employment very day." "What at, may ask?" "Looking for b, ma'am."—Yonker Helpful. "Having a minute to spare," began the bore, "I thought I'd devote it to you—" "Thank you," interrupted the busy merchant, "I can use it, for I need all the spare minutes I can get."—Philadelphia Press. Not Complimentary "Now, I don't suppose," said Miss Passay, coyly, "that you could guess my age." "Really," replied Mr. Meanwell, "I—er—wouldn't like to. I'd be sure to—er—guess too. high."—Philadelphia Press. Felt Too Good. "But why won't you be my wife, Miss May; I am rich and I feel good for 20 years yet." "I don't like such foolish questions, Mr. Oldun; your statement is sufficient answer to your question."—Houston Post. Had All of Them. Naggus—What's the trouble now? Borus—I've got the writers' cramps. Naggus—You mean writers' cramp? Borus—No, I don't. I mean cramps. I've got all three of 'em—fingers, stomach and pocketbook—Chicago Tribune. Bombardment Stubb—I read that the ancient sultors of Egypt used to inscribe their love letters on bricks. Penn—Goodness, suppose the girl got angry and returned all the letters by throwin; them!—Chicago News. Strong. Soubrette—Yes, the understudy says he used to have a very strong part on the stage. Comedian—So he did. He used to be a scene shifter and lift the mountains and castles—Chicago News. Fulton had just invented his steamboat. "Fine," they cried, "but can you invent an inspector who inspects?" Completely baffled, he left that for the year 2000.—N. Y. Sun. Not Quite Content. "I understand that your son is becoming a fine Greek scholar." "I believe so," answered the big and slightly gray citizen. "But Greek is no good to a man in a football game."—Washington Star. "How could she help it, with that kind of a waist on and the ballroom as frosty as an icehouse?"—Chicago Record-Herald. Why. A single one is called a goose, And two or more are known as geese, And if just one is called a deuce Why can't we say that two are decees? —Chicago Chronicle. Proof Enough "Oh, mamma, I know there's a flea on me!" cried little Ethel. "How do you know it is a flea, dear?" asked mamma. "Why, because I can't catch it!"—Tonkers Staesman. Knights of Pythias, This organization is one of the most powerful in the country and its progress has been phenomenal. The Grand Lodge of Virginia has jurisdiction over all of the cities and counties in this state. Thirty males 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 Benevolence, the respectable, upright people of the state will find it an order worthy of their heartiest support. It pays an endowment and burial benefit of 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 lodges, apply at the main office. The Courts of Calanthe The Courts of Calanthe Is the Female Department of the Order. It requires a membership of thirty persons to organize a court. Its members are pledged to exhibit 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 week sick dues. The only expense for regalia is the cost of the badge, 50 cents and a rosette, costing 25 cents for funeral occasions. THE BANDS OF CALANTHE or Children's Department also constitutes a feature and persons cannot do better than to enter the little ones into this mystic circle. The expense is nominal and the benefits all that could be expected. It pays from $1.00 to $1.50 sick dues and death benefits of from $30.09 to $40.00. If you have no Pythian Lodge or Court or Band in your neighborhood, orgrnize one. 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BOOKER LEFTWICH, PROFRIETRESS. 816 N. 2nd St., Richmond, Va. The Ideal Waist, Skirt & Belt Holder. 10 Cts. in stamps will bring you one by return mail. It is superior to all others. Is simple, strong, easy to adjust and holds the Waist and Skirt together. Try one and you will not be disappointed. EDMONDSON & CO. Actual Size. Send A WE WILL SEND YOU YOUR PICTURE THEREON FREE OF CHARGE They can be worn by either lions. We have made special to furnish all new subscribers these handsome Medallion free together with a good Photographic colors and we will send the Enclose 5 cents extra to pay you will be refunded. Send us one yearly subscribers, two Medallions. Now is the time to take a price of the subscription. JOHN MITCHELL, JR. Publisher, THE PLAN Please find enclosed to the following address: NAME STREET CITY OR TOWN COUNTY, STATE closed photograph Workingmen and Strong Drink. They (alcoholic drinks) do not give strength for work in proportion to their cost, but on the other hand often make people dull, heavy, stupid and unfit for work. The most severe and continued work can be performed without them, and there are now some millions of people in this country who never taste them. Happy will be the day when they are not drank by any, but particularly by the working man, who finds it difficult to maintain his family. Then will there be less quarreling, poverty and crime, and more food, clothing and education.—American issue. --- All orders promptly filled at short notice by telegraph or telephone. Hall 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 carriages, buggies, etc. Keeps constantly on hand fine Funeral Supplies. OPEN ALL DAY & NIGHT—Man on Duty All Night N. A., S. A, E., A., A. AND A. CURTS of Calantia of the Order. 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