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THE ELLIJAY COURIER
[From the Chicago Ledger.]
WILD NAN;
The Outcast’s Secret!
• • •
A GREAT CHICAGO STORY,
By WELDON J. COBB,
Author of “At Her Mercy," •• The Lome of Her
Life," “ The Manacled Hand," * the
TANARUS, legraph lkte:*me," “ The Stolen
Bridegroom," Hte., Jtte.
CHAPTER VIU.
THE WANDEUEK’S MISSION.
“I nm Reuben Leslie; what do you
wont? ”
He had waited so tong ere he replied to
the question of his visitor that the latter
had stared wondeHngly, almost suspicious
ly, at him. There was nothing courteous
or encottrAging in the voice, for Leslie had
recovered his calmness, and had deter
mined to meet this man, if real issues were
involved from the interview, apparently
unavoidable, on the ground of sullen
ignorance of his real identity and the cir
cumstances attending his visit.
“I 'wish to see Miss Leslie,” Was the re
ply of the other,
“ She is not at homo.’*
The clear, earnest byes of Sherwood
looked disappointed, but ho did not re
treat.
“ You are her father?” ho asked.
‘‘Yes.”
“I am an old friend of your daughter,”
he .continued. “ I met her at the opening
exercises of the school when sho graduated,
and desire to see her with a message from
an old schoolmate. ”
He spoke truly, but the message was a
tvifliiig and incidental one.
“My daughter is not in the city. ”
Sherwood was startled at the gruff, harsh
Voice.
“ Not in the city!” he repeated, with some
surprise.
“No; she has gone to a relative at Phila
delphia.
Leslie lied boldly. It Was evident that
the other did not believe him, but he
bowed Courteously, retreating down the
6teps, and said;
“ She will return soon ?”
“In October, perhaps.”
He watched the figure of the stranger as it
disappeared down the street.
"Curse him,” he muttered angrily, “if he
learns the truth it will complicate affaiis;
but I have put him off the track, I sur
mise. ”
A perplexed, gtobmy took haunted the
eyes of Sherwood as he left tho place. Ab
sorbed j." his OWn thoughts, he did not no
tice, as after An hour’s walk he reached his
office iff a large central business block on La
Salle street, that a woman's form flitted
across the hallway and turned the knob of
the door as he closed it.
He started quickly and confronted the in
truder. At a first glance the rough attire
and disordered toilet evidenced tho visit of
some impecunious mendicant for aid; but
something in the dark, expressive eyes
checked the quick words on his lips, a
sharp queiy as to the business of the other.
“Are you Mr. Sherwood?”
He bowed assenliugly, and asked;
“Did you wish to see me?”
“Yes.”
“Como in.”
It was Wild Nan who entered the apart
ment; but she did not take the chair he
offered her. Earnestly she stood regarding
him with a troubled look in her eyes, her
thin, brown hands working nervously.
“I want to see you,” she began, con
fusedly, hesitatingly, “on business.”
Sherwood waited expectantly for further
developments frun his strange client. She
was silent so long and so painfully abashed
at the searching scrutiny of his eyes that
he encouraged her with words kindly
spoken.
“On business, you said; for yourself?”
“No; for another. I must tell you, even
if I can’t begin the best wav,” she con
tinued rapidly- -desperately. “If you are
Mr. Sherwcod, you are a lawyer, and you
married Edirii Leslie throe years ago.”
At this sudden and unexpected ven elation
of a cherished secret tho lawyer started as
violently as though struck by an invisible
hand, and stared wouderingly at the un
couth creatuie, whose eyes were now in
tently fixed upon his face.
“In heaven’s name, who are you—how
have you learned this?”
“From the lips of the woman I have
named—the woman from whom I came to
you.”
“My wife!” cried Sherwood, eagerly.
“Then she is here in the city. Her father
deceived me. ”
Wild Nan’s face grew serious.
“Your wife,” she replied; “is she your
wife?”
He did not pause to resent her words, in
solent and uncalled for at any other time.
He overwhelmed her with questions. His
wife—where was she? Why had she sent
her to him? What was the mystery which
he felt assured Wild Nan’s "strange visit
announced?
The wanderer did not reply directly to
his questions. Her gleaming eyes seemed
to read his very soul.
“I cannot tell you,” she cried. “I have
come to question you—not to reveal the se
crets of my friend, Edith Leslie. ”
“Your friend?”
There was no scorn in the tones, only
incredulity, as ho gazed at the tattered gar
ments of iris visitor.
“Yes, her friend. I have asked you if
Edith Leslie is your wife. She believed it
until yesterday—but now?
A white alarm manifested itself in Sher
wood’s face.
“Girl,” he spoke in trembling voice, “you
must explain yourself. Your words fill me
with apprehensions. Where is my wife?
What do you mean by intimating that she
doubts me now?” ’
“Because she has reason. When I say
that I have come to you from Edith Leslie
Ido not claim that she has sanctioned my
coming. No, her heart is too crushed, her
fears too deep to believe that any appeal to
you can explain what sbe saw last ni<*bt."
The beaded drops on riia mans white
brow indicated the slow agony of perplexity
nnd suspense he wua suffering.
Edith suffering! Edith mistnuiU me!”
ae cried, in % voice of poignant grief, “it
is false. Why yon have come here I kubw
A Map of Dusy Life—lts Fluctuations and its V"ast Concerns.”
ELLIJAY, GA„ THURSDAY, AUGUST 13, 188 r.
hot, unless het enehries, havfe, sent, ybu
hither to fill ntjr ears with falsehoods."
, “If yon believe that,” replied the girl,
with a returning flash of anger in her face,
“explain, if you can to your wife, through
me, who is this woman Beatrice, whom the
records say you married five years ago, in
whoso company and fond caresses Edith
Leslie saw you last night?”
The man’s hand went up,to his brow as
if to ward pff a nuddefl blow. He staggered
back afe lh ough overcome by an electric
shock.
“Great heavens!” he cried, “has she die*
covered that?”
His words were a confirmation to the
suspicion of his visitor. Wild Nan, the
wanderer and imbecile no longer, stood A
stem judge, and a hnrd hatred came into
her face., , ,
“ Y ou. dp not deny itj” she cried,, “Edttk
Leslie Was hot wrong iri her belief.” .
“ She believed mo false,” cried Sherwood.
“She has seen me with that woman—some
foul conspirator has been operating to eon-S
vince her that Inm not her husband. Girl,;
girl, in heaven's name lead me to her, that!
I may relieve her poor tortured heart and'
explain all this sad, dark mystery. ”
“I will not.”
He needed but to glance at the sot lips,
the firm, resolute face, to read the same de
termination her words had expressed.
“You will not,” he cried. “If you come
from my wife, if you are her friend, tell
me, I implore you, what evil fate has bo-*
fallen her—what train of circumstances has
pLnced her in possession of facts distorted
purposely to drive her froin het trust in my
honor and love.”
“Ho is innbeent.”
AVild Nan whispered the words to herself'
with a wild heart-throb. The inspiration;,
of belief had come as sho watched his palo,*
anguished face, as she recalled her own
words to Edith that she was tho victim of a
plot.
“If she has misjudged you,” she bogan *
“Misjudged me,” interrupted Sherwood,;
Vociferously. “My Edith, my wife. What
cruel plot is this, for before heaven I am|
true to her. She has been basely deceived. 1
You say sho saw me with another, another,®
that other apparently my wife. And last
night! There could have been but on#
place the garden of ”
The expression in the face of his visitor'
confirmed his half-expressed words.
“If this is so, ” life went bn exciteflly, “howl
came shfe there? who led her there? for-
Edith never descended to spy on the ao
tions of the man she loved. Speak, girl, I®
implore, I command you! Two loving
hearts fix their destinies on your words. ”
“She was led there,” replied Nan, slowly, r
“but she saw you—sho saw that woman—
6ho was convinced of your marriage with
her, for he claimed that ho could produce
the evidence. ”
“He! whom?”
“I will not tell,” cried the girl with a sud
den change of manner. “That is my secret
—her secret. His time has not come yet,
end Nan has her secrets And she must keep.p
It was the first diversion from logical
statements on her part, and Sherwood staged
curiously at her.
“Is she mad? Is all this some wild va
gary of her brain?” he murmured.
The wanderer read his thoughts.
“I know what you are thinking of,” she
said. “I read it in your face. But it mat
tery not about me. Edith Leslie, vour
wife, if she is such, will bear the name of
another man if you do not prove your inno
cence.”
Her words awakened the man to an alarmed
frenzy.
“TaKe toe to her!’ he cried, “or I will call
the nolice and force you to do so.”
He saw bis mistake in the scornful defianco
which came into the proud, self-reliant face.
“Try it,” she replied, with a scornful laugh,
ms manner changed; his faco was over
spread with the most vivid sentiments of
anxiety nnd suspense.
Can you not see that you are tearing my
heart cruelly? If you wish to aid Edith
Leslie, take me to her. I swear that al
though appearances are against me, I can
explain all satisfactorily, clearly.”
The watchful eyes of AVild Nan studied
his faco keenly. AVbatever subtle intelli
gence was sentient in her rn'nd it bestowed
on her thoughts a clear, comprehensive
view of the case. But the dark back
ground of her own secrets held her hesi
tatingly.
“If I take you to her,” she said, “and you
find that her father has become involvod in
trouble, perhaps in crime, and that the sac
rifice of implicit obedience on her part -is
necessary to his safety, you will not think
only of your own selfish thoughts and com
pel her to abandon him?"
“I will do as she says, only let me have
the blessed opportunity of proving my in
nocence. ”
“AVhy can you not tell me? AVhy not let
me carry to her your story? You cannot
comprehend. I dare not tell you why I
fear that your appearance on the scene will
but enhance Edith's peril, perhaps your
own. ”
“Tell you, child! If you could but know
the intricate mysteries of my life—how the
evil actions of another have involved me in
this trouble and woe! No, no! To ber
alone dare I reveal that which told to the
world would insure the imprisonment of a
relative whose interests I have sworn to
protect, unworthy as he is.”
She could trace no clew to his ambiguous
position in his words, but she saw that he
was apparently sincere with his explana
tion.
“I will trust you,” 6he said, impulsively.
“Come.”
“AVhere?” he asked, eagerly.
“To where Edith Leslie is kept a prisoner
by her father; by the man who seeks to win
her for his wife. ”
. CHAPTER IX.
A FATEFUL MEETING.
Twenty-four hours had passed since Edith
Leslie was so abrubtly removed from her
home by Reuben Lesiie; and, just as the
cycle was on its turn again, the latter en
tered the corridor of the old works, bent
upon the fulfillment of the final act of the
tragic drama which had opened so event
fully; which was not destined to close until
new victims had been added to the list.
At the table, stupid from excessive in
dulgence in liquor, sat the old hag, while
on the lounge, her eyes shaded by her
hands, Edith nwaited the return of her per
secutors, wondering what new indignity
they would offer her.
But although the face expressed a mute
submission to her fate, the eyes contained
a secret, the knowledge of which had de
termined her on a changed course in all her
future actions.
Even ns sho sat there the results of anew
discovery wore in her lap hidden from the
viejr of the old woman, whose occasional
♦its pf vjgilance and suspicious searching
glance caused her to move cautiously in all
that she did.
Half an hour before her eyes resting on.
the floor, Edith had di-oovered a long thin
packet, tied with a faded blue ribbon. She
realized at once that it was something left
behind by either her father or AA’arren, and
in this conjectnro she was correct As she
saw that the old hag was too thoroughly pre
occupied in her liquor to notice her particu
larly, she began to pace the floflf; and at
last her ouriosity fully aroused reached
forward and secured the packet.
She had resumed her seat on the lounge
carelessly, but watching the old woman.
Yet she could scarcely repress a cry of
astonishment as she noticed on the yellow,
time-worn envelope the indorsement,
"Edl b I’eroival, adopted child of Robert
find Jdne Tresbott. ”
Despite herself a thrill of uncertainty
pervaded her heart as she read the name so
resembling her own, and as she opened the
envelope and perused the first paper her
movements changed to positive surprise.
Revealed to her startled sight was a paper,
which, as she hastily read it, developed to
her the fact that the mysterious packet of
papers held some secret bearing upon her
early youth, and when she had glanced
over tjie accompanying documents, a truth
held her spell-bound by its sudden reve
lation and its strangeness was manifost to
her. A stolen child—it was the story of
such a one—but ere sho had time to tmee
out tho history and learn more of the child's
parentage, the door opened ahd Reuben
’ Leslie entered tho apartment:
He did hot speak, he did not
even look at her. A wild storm
was 'raging in his heart, a fiery
temoost of emotion was reigning in
his disturbed mind. Again his visit homo
had been signalized Ly untiring reproaches
and heart-broken uppeals for somo word of
Edith from his dying wife. Tho interview
had been a painful ono to the sufferer, ex
cited and angry to tho husband. It had
only added to tho weight of fear his crimes
bad brought to his guilty heart anew des
peration ahd hattlo against the remorse
which oppressed bis rniud.
He sat mdodilv at the sido of tho apart
ments while Edith hastily concealed the
packule of papers in the bosom of her
dress.l Her eyes wandering to where Les
lie siit,'were fixed with a most singular ex
pression upon his dark, evil face.
“My way is clear,” she murmured, as a
new resolve caused her momentarily to for
get her troubles. “If I must combat the
knowledge of a false husl and, if I ruu-t be
at the mercy of theso men, I will not let
my sorrows carry me unresistingly nlong to
a co-operation in now plans of evil. Shull
I speak to him now? No; when his vil
lainous confidunt appears I will confront
them both, and, be the result what it may,
I will boldly demand my liberty. The
ring,” nnd her hand caught her pocket.
“It was with the packet of papers. AVliose
is it, this man AA'arren’s? or is it a portion
_of that record of Reuben Leslie’s scheme
of duplicity and fraud?"
Her. attention was centered on tho door
as the knob turned. The new comer was
Elmer AVarren, and, like his companion
Leslie, his manner was perturbed nnd
anxious. His eyes swept the floor of the
apartment, and then he hastened to Leslie’s
side.
“The papers,” he whisperod hurriedly in
his ears.
Leslio started from his gloomy reverie.
“AVhat of them?” he asked quickly.
“I have lost them. ”
“No?”
He had sprung to his feet wildly excited.
AVarren, with a hasty glance at Edith, caught
his arm to restrain his agitation.
“Keepquiet,” he whispered, “the girl is
watching us. ”
.“AVhat is the girl to ns if the documents
are gone?” demanded Leslie.
“Ido not know that they are; I missed
them just now, but they may have fallen
out of my pocket at the house. If so I
shall.recover them. There was a ring, too,
among them, which I placed in the envel
ope for safe keeping. ”
“AVhy not return and search for thorn?”
inquired Leslie, anxiously.
“Because I have more important business
on baud.”
“You mean ”
“The girl. I have a carriage in anting
near my house and have arranged to semi
for a Clergyman at a minute’s notice. Edith,
is she more tractable?”
“You can see for yourself.”
The glanco bestow ed by AVarren at the
figure on the lounge was not encouraging.
As he met her full gaze he imagined he
traced a latent rebellious defiance in her
face.
But he approached her boldly.
“The hour has come,” he began.
“For what?”
He retreated in dismay before the cold,
disdainful glance so quickly raised to meet
his own.
“To redeem your promise.”
“I made none. ”
“Tacitly you did. You understand the
price of my silence. I have convinced you
that you are not the wife of Percy Sher
wcod. The only obstacle to our union is
removed. To-night or never you must
wed me, and the oppo.tunity of honorable
marriage should not be rudely thrust aside
by von, a nameless bride, even if your
fatheffifleril did not demand your consent
to the deremony. ”
“My father.”
She had arisen to her feet, her face flush
ed excitedly, her eyes scintillating scorn
and de(tance.
v Leslie was intensely startled. Intonation
and manner told him that they were upon
the threshold of a statling episode.
“My father?” repeated Edith, pointing to
Leslie. “The farce is ended, Elmer AVar
ren; the curtain has risen on the truth at
last.”
“ Wbat does she mean?” gasped AVarren,
fairly startled at her dignity of gesture and
her thrilling tones.
“I mean,” replied Edith, “that you two
can deceive me no longer. I mean that the
motives of your evil schemes are manifest
at last. I mean that yonder man, Reuben
Leslie, is not mv father. ”
A ghastly pallor bad come over Leslie’s
face. He stared at the indignant figure be
fore him, but did not speak.
“Are yon mad?” broke in Warren, with an
ill-disguised assumption of surprise.
“Ncr, Elinor Warren; I am sane, and tho
spell of your evil plan is fully broken.
Stand aside, 1 will not remain in tho same
contaminated atmosphere with you longer.”
The queenly gesture and commanding
voice were lost on AVarren, tie all his brutal
villainy was aroused at the thought that
he was foiled at the moment of expected
triumph.
“You shall not leave this room,” he mut
tered, hoarsely. “If fair means will not in.
,i . . . ,
dude jrrni to becotfib my wife, foul ones
shalL”
“A'illain, monster, I defy your" Cried tho ;
excited girl.
“Edith, I command you to keep sileflL”
She turiiC3 upon Leslie with a wild scorn
in her face.
“You command mo?’ 1 She replied, dis
dainfully. “You, who, since my fhiMhood,
have withheld from me my proper naiCtf—
Edith Percival.”
It was a ventnro on her part to verify tho
knowledge the packet of papers had con
veyed to her. Its *fie"ess, was authenticated
in the first words of Leslie'; as he hoarsely
muttered to his companion:
“Our cause is lost, sho knows all.”
“Aye, Reuben Leslie, I indeed know all,
and here are the proofs of that knowledge.”
She held the package of papers high in
her hand as she spoke. Both men gave
btterrtnee to n startled ejaculation <>£, alarm.
Leslie, wildly eicited, with eager faco anil
outstretched hands, sprit tig toward her.
“The papers!” hi 6fi tin. “Give them to
me girl; they are mine.” _. .
At that moment the door opened, iVnd ere
Reuben Leslie could effect his rough pur
pose, to recover the packet, a form had
sprang between him and the young S'- 1 ’ 1 , n
band grasped the coveted papers, and
drove back the amazed man with a quiok
blow.
“Villains!” cried a clear, ringing voice,
which caused Edith to quiver with excite
ment and amazement, and then ns ho turned
to her she fell back, startled, trembling,
and pale, with the hushed whisper on her
Hps: , i
“Percy,- my hfisband. ’’
“Great heavens! vli-hat evil fate sent him
here?” broke hoarsely from Warren, as he
shrank behind Leslie, and drew his hat
down over his eyes. “If he Bees mo, all is
lost"
Leslie; wild with rage, his eyes flashing
like a madman’s, recovered his footing, and
fairly ground his teeth together in impatient
anger.
“Edith, my wifo, my darling,” broke
from Shorwood’s lips, as ho approached
her with outstretched arms. “I know all
how you have been deceived, how these
villains have endeavored to break your trust
in my honor nnd love."
She shrank from him with a ropellant
feature and foil, half-fuiuting, on tho bod.
f the picture of his manly courago defy
ing her enemies aroused her love, that
scene in the garden on tho night previous
obscured its brightness and brought vividly
to her mind the apparent evidenco of his
perfidy.
His voice was choked with emotion nnd
turned to rage as he confronted tho two
men.
“Scoundrels!” ho cried, “yon have alien
ated her gentle heart from mo! your o\il
schemes have ruined her life nnd mine!
As to you, Reuben Leslie, stand aside. My
hand shall not war with the father of my
wife, but your accomplice, be ho whom he
may, ono glance at hiß cowardly face and I
-toil! kill him if he does hot confess tho
truth to tne Woman he has deceived!”
He had sprung forward and snatched the
hat from AVnrren’s face. One glance at his
features, one cry of horror and amazement,
and Sherwood fell back as if ovoicouie Ly
an electric shock.
“Merciful heavens!" ho cried; "it cau
not be!”
Leslie hastened to AVarron’s side.
“Fool!” he hissed; “why do you Bhrink
and tremble? AVho is ho? AA'hat his rela
tion to you? Strike before he recovers his
wits and spoils all!”
He had pressed a knife into Warren's
hands, but the latter, when he seized it,
shook with emotion as he muttered,
hoarsely:
“I cannot kill him.”
' “Then fail to get the fortune, and gain
the prison, perhaps the gallows,” whispered
his evil promptor. “Strike, I say; he is too
overcome to resist.”
With a single leap Warren, as if impelled
by some demon, gained tho side of Sher
wood.
A loud scream burst from Edith's lips as
she saw the glittering blade descend; and
then, bathed in his life blood from a ghast
ly wound in his breast, Percy Sherwood
sank to tho floor with a groan of agony nnd
pain.
“Fiend! monster! A'ou have put a fit
climax to your many crimes," ho cried to
AVarren. “ You have done well to alienate
the wife of my bosom from my heart when
I sought to bear your crim* s to shield you,
to redeem my promiso to a dying father.
Edith, my wife, my darling!”
His utterance was choked with blood. A
dark film bad come over his eyes.
Wi tli a passionate cry, abandoning all emo
tion save Her deep love for him, Edith flung
herself on the floor by his side and lifted his
hand to her breast.
“They have deceived you,” ho gasped faintly,
“ Beatrice is-not my wife, and that man,” as
hia eyes turned to Warren with a dying glance,
“is my brother."
[TO BE CONTINUED. ]
How Consnis Make Money.
It is said at the state department that
there are as pany applicants for the
smaller consulships and little commercial
agencies as for some of the more imnort
ant diplomatic positions. There have
been instances where native merchants of
some such country as Egypt would bid
against each other for subordinate com
mercial agencies under the United States
at the disposal of the consul-general
until as high as SIO,OOO has been given
for a little place with scarcely any salary
at all, simply because the position was
an advantageous one in point of its exemp
tion from troublesome laws, taxation,
etc. One consul in Asia is known to
have made a great deal of money in rent
ing out American flags to local trading
vessels that were willing to pay S2OO
apiece for the sake of sailing under the
United States colors. Another consul
suggested that the inspection of emi
grants was very necessary to the good
health of America, and he was given
permission to charge an inspection fee.
He fixed the fee at twenty-five cents per
head, and had made about $20,000
out of it before it was discovered
that he paid a native ten cents
per head, while he pocketed
the other fifteen cents for overseeing the
job. In China thero used to be a system
of fees whereby consuls received $1 each
for shipping sailors; but since Colonel
Mosby has been at llong Kong he has
broken it up. Thus it is plainly to be
soen that there are more ways than one to
mako moucy in consular service. Globe-
Democrat.
VOL. X. NO. 23.
OUR MERRY MSCFXUNY.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES H CULLID
FROM EXCHANGES.
A <*cfliitlon 'aw the Point —A tc
tut nog Ills P* tlA* Han.
lucre and Krliid, etc. * etc*
“AA'hat is the difference between an
accident and a surprise?” asked Mrs.
Spelts* at breakfast.
“All accidents are surprises, but not
all surprises are accidents,” replied S.
“If I were to tip over the lamp U would
be an accident. If you were to say noth
ing about it if would be a surprise.”
• r i see,” said Mrs. S., dangerously.
“And if you -were to como home from
the club sober that xjvould be both an ac
cident and a surprised’ —The Judge.
The Clergyman DrMbl.aa Saw tho
Point.
“There is a great deal of'jeUgiou in
nature, ’’ solemnly remarked young
clergyman, while calling upon a ?#dy of
his congregation the other evening.
"There is,” was the quiet reply.
“AVo should never forget that there is
a sermon in Cttfry blade of grass.”
“Quite true. We should also remem
ber while we are about it that grass is
cut very short at this season of the year."
Buffalo Commercial.
HI. Pa I,lked the Hammered Hind
They were entertaining some friends
at dinner, and tho subject of hammered
silver came up for discussion.
“At the risk of being considered de
ficient in good taste,” remarked the
hostess, “I must say that I admire the
plain, old-fashioned style of silver
sets ~
“Pa likes the hammered kind,” inter
posed Bobby, who had been allowed to
come to tho tabic on condition that ho
would keep perfectly quiet.
“Never mind. Bobby, you were—”
“Oh, yeS, J>a likes tho hammered
kind, went on the boy, unheedingly.
“I heard him say Unit, next week he is
going to put all the silver in the house
under the hammer..” — St, Paul Vindi
cator
A Useful Dog.
“Expect they hud sonic fine pupa up
at the Chicago dog show,” remarked a
passenger from Ohio, “but I have got a
dog at home 1 wouldn’t trade for the
best of ’em.”
“What breed is he?”
“Don’tknow exactly, but call him a
coaly.”
“Collie, you mean?”
“No, I mean just what I say—coaly.
Money wouldn’t buy that dog, He’s ia
cur, but we wouldn’t keep house without
him. Yon see, several years ago I trained
him to bark at the railway trains as they
passed our house. That’s his sole busi
ness—barking at trains. He does just
whoop her up, especially at cool trains.
Well, he annoys the railroad men so that
every fireman rnd brnkemah on the road
has sworn to kill him. Oh, he is a val
uable dog.”
“I can’t see where the value comes in.”
“You can’t? Well, you could if you
was in my place and had all the coal you
could burn, and some to sell, thrown
right oil at your back door,free of cost.”
—Chicago Herald.
If© Hoped for tlie Best.
Mrs. Jones had joined a French class,
and was telling her husband how well
ahe was getting along.
VI am afraid,” he said, that it is noth
ing but a ‘spasm.’ I’ve known people
before who would tackle a foreign lan
guage, expecting to know all about it in
a month, and uy the time they could
translate ‘the sou of the baker has the
loaf of bread of the daughter of the gar
dener,’ or some such rank nonsense as
that, and had bought twenty-five or fifty
dollars worth of foreign books, their en
thusiasm would die away like the morn
ing mist.”
“But that’s not the case with me,”
replied Mrs. Jones, confidently: “I am
doing so splendidly. Professor Froglegg
says that in a short time I ought to be
gin -to think in French, and when one
can accomplish that his progress is
always rapid.”
“Well,” said Jones, with a sigh: “I
don’t want to interpose any objections,
of course, and if you can learn to think
in French I snail be glad of it. It’s
something you have never been able to
do in English.”
Honesty Is the Best Policy.
Mr. Black, the eminent and wealthy
coal dealer, called one of his oldest
drivers into the office the other morning
and tendered him quite a large sum of
money.
“What is this for?” asked the aston
ished driver.
“Merely a token of appreciation for
services rendered,” replied Mr. Black
kindly.
“But, sir, you’ve always paid mo well
for my services, and that was apprecia
tion enough.”
“There is really qsore than that in it,
John,” continued the gentleman, “I
realU owe you the ljtoney.”
“1 don't understand.”
“Let me tell you,” and hedroppect his
yoico to a whisper, “you have been with
me for twenty years, working 300 days
every year and avcraging'three loads a
day; that makes ltt.ooo loads. You
weigh about 150 pounds, John, and we
have never failed to weigh you in with
every load of our superior coal; that
makes two million seven hundred thou
sand pounds, or 1,350 tons. This, at
$3,50 per ton. John, represents $4,725.
The packago you hold in your hand con
tains $472.50, or ten per cent., which
we think is yours by right. We are
honest men, John, and don't desire to
dafraud any man out of what is justly
his.”
John bowed in humble submission
and is now waiting for tho next divi
dend,—Merchant- Traveler,