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FOURTH PAGBL
THE SUNNY SOUTH
SEPTEMBER. 15, 1900.
The House of a Thousand Candles 'F
Continued from First Page.
"Looks like business this time!” ex
claimed Lorry. “Spread out now and the
first head that sticks over the balustrade
gets a dose of hickory.”
When twenty-five yards from the ter
race the advancing party divided, half
halting! between us and Ihe water towsr,
and the remainder swinging around the
house toward the front entrance.
“Ah. look at that!” yelled Larry. “It's
a battering ram they have. O man of
peace! have I your majesty's consent to
try the elephant guns now?”
Morgan and the sheriff carried between
them a stick of timber from which the
branches had been cut, and, with a third
man to help they ran it' up the steps and
against the door witli a crash that came
booming back through the house.
Bates was already bounding up the
front stairway, a revolver in his hand
and a look of supreme rag* 1 ~ n his face.
Leaving Stoddard and Larry .o watch
the library windows, I was after him,
and we clattered over the loose boards
In the upper hall and into a great un
finished chamber immediately over the
entrance. Bates had the window up when
1 reached him, and w-as well out upon
the coping, yelling a warning to the men
below.
He had his revolver up to shoot, and
when 1 caught his arm he turned to me
with a look of anger and indignation I
had 'never expected to see on his color
less, mask-like face.
“My God, sir! That door was his .pride,
#ir—it ca'me from a famous house ir
England, and they’re wrecking it, sir, as
though it were common pine.”
He tore himself free of my grasp as
the besiegers again launched their bat
tering ram against the door with a fright
ful crash, and Ids revolver cracked
amartly thrice, as he bent far out with
one hand clinging to tlie window frame
His shots were a signal for a sharp
reply from one of the men below, and 1
tfelt Bates start, and pulled him in, the
blood streaming from his face.
“It's all right, sir—all right—only a cut
across my cheek, sir," and another bullet
smashed through the glass, spurting plas
ter dust from the wall. A fierce onslaught
below caused a tremendous crash to echo
through the house, and I heard firing on
the opposite side, where the enemy s re
serve was waiting.
Bates, with a handkerchief to his face,
(protested that lie was unhurt.
“Come below; there's nothing to be
gained here,” anj I ran down to the ball,
where Stoddard stood, leaning upon his
club like a Hercules and coolly watching
the door as it leaped and shook under
the repeated blows of the besiegers.
A gun roared again at the side of the
house, and I ran t.o the library, where
Larry had pushed furniture against all
the long windows save one, which he held
open. He stepped out upon the terrace
and emptied a revolver at the men. who
were now creeping along the edge of the
ravine beneath us. One of them stopped
my feet, dragged me down the hall
toward the open library door.
Bates presented at this moment an
extraordinary appearance, with the blood
from the scratch on his face coursing
down his cheek and upon his shoulder.
His coat and shirt had been torn away
and the b!ood was smeared over his
breast. The fury and indignation an his
face was something I hope not to see
again in a human countenance.
“My God, this room—tl*is beautiful
room!” I heard him cry, as he pushed
me before him into the library. ‘‘It was
Mr. Glenarm’s pride.” he muttered, and
sprang upon a iburly fellow who had
come in through one of the library
doors and was climbing over the long
table we had set up as a barricade.
We were now between two fires. The
sheriff’s party had fought valiantly to
keep us out of the library, and now
that we were within, Stoddard’s big
shoulders held tine door half closed
against the combined strength of the
men in the hall. This pause was for
tunate, for it gave us an opportunity to
deal singly with the fellows who were
climbing, in front the terrace. Bates
had laid one of them low witli a club
and Larry disposed of another, who had
made a mWderous effort to stick a
knife into him. I was with Stoddard
against the door, where the sheriff's
men were slowly gaining upon us.
“Let go on the jump when I say
three,” said Stoddard, and at his word
we sprang away from the door and into
tlie room. Larry yelled with joy as the
sheriff and his men pitched forward and
sprawled upon the lioor, and we were at
it again in a hand-to-hand conflict to
clear the room.
“Hold that position, sir,” yelled Bates.
Morgan had directed the attack
against me and I was driven upon the
hearth before the great fireplace. The
His staff, his cloak, the silk hat above
his shrewd face, and his sharp black
eyes were unmistakable. He drew a
silk handkerchief from the skirts of his
frock coat, with a characteristic flourish
that I remembered well, and brushed a
bit of dust from his cloak before looking
jjt any of us. Then his eyes fell upon
me.
“Good morning. Jack,” he said; and
iris gaze swept the room.
"God help us!”
It was Morgan. I think, who screamed
these words as he bolted for the broken
door, but Stoddard caught and hold
him.
"Thank God, you're here, sir!” .boomed
forth in Bates’ sepulchral voice.
It seemed to me that I saw all that
happened with a weird, unnatural dis
tinctness, as one sees, before a storm,
vivid outlines of far headlands that the
usual light of day scarce discloses.
I was myself dazed and spe-^ound;
but I do not like to think, even now, of
the effect of my grandfather s appear
ance on Arthur Pickering: of the shock
that seemed verily to break him in two,
so that he staggered, then collapsed, ii.s
head falling as though to strike Ills
knees. Larry caught him lay the collar
and dragged him to a seat, where he
huddled, his twitching hands at his
throat.
“Gentlemen,” said my grandfather,
“you seem to have been enjoying your
selves. Who is this person?”
tHe pointed with his stick to the sheriff,
who was endeavoring to crawl out from
the mass of broken crystals.
“That, sir, is the sheriff,” answered
Bates.
“A very disorderly man, T must say.
Jack, what have you been doing to cause
the sheriff so much inconvenience? Didn’t
you know that that chandelier was likely
IVUI III UPIVIC 11IC VUL llli |naA V. V - . - . .
lieriff, Morgan and Ferguson hemmed [ to kill him? That thing cost a 10
me in. It was evident .that I was the
chief culprit, and they wished to elim
inate me from the contest. Across the
room. Larry, Stoddard and Bates were
engaged in a lively rough and tumble
with the rest of the besiegers, and Stod
dard, seeing my plight, leaped the over
turned table, broke .past the trio and
stood at my side, swinging a chair.
At that moment my eyes, sweeping the
outer doors, saw the face of Pickering.
He had come to see that his orders
were tabeyed, and I remember yet my
satisfaction, as, hemmed in by the men
lie had hired to kill me or drive me out,
I felt, rather than saw, the cowardly
horror depicted utpon his face.
Then the trio pressed in upon me. As
I threw down my club and drew my
irevolver, some one across the room
tired several shots, whose roar through
the room seemed to arrest the tight for
an instant, and then, while Ktoddanl
stood at iny side swinging his chair de
fensively. tlie great chandelier, loosened
broken by tlie shots, fell with a
mighty crash of its crystal pendants.
The sheriff, leaping away from Stod
dard’s club, was struck oil tlie head and
borne down by tlie heavy glass.
Smoke from tlie firing flouted in clouds
dollars, gentlemen. vour are to Vermont to die ’
visitors. Ah, Morgan-and Ferguson, too. sounded th
■I .thought better of both of ,%e funded th
“And now, iPickering, before you go I
want to show you something. It’s about
this mysterious treasure, that has given
you—and I hear, the whole countryside—
so much concern. I'm disappointed in
you, Hack, that you couldn't find the
hiding place. I designed that as a part
of your architectural education. Bates,
give me a chair.”
The man gravely drew a chair out of
the wreckage and placed it upon the
hearth. My grandfather stepped upon it,
seized one of the bronze sconces above
the mantel and gave it a sharp turn. At
the same moment, Bates, upon another
wrenched it sharply. Instantly some
mechanism creaked in the great oa«t
chimney breast, and the long oak panels
swung open, disclosing a steel door with
a combination knob.
“Gentlemen”—and’ my grandfather
turned with a quaint touch of humor,
and a m£rry twinkle in his bright oil
eyes—"gentlemen, behold the treasury!
It has proved a better hiding place than
I ever imagined it would. There’s not
milch here. Jack, but enough to keep yoj
going for a while.”
We were all staring, wild the old gen
tleman was utdfeignedly enjoying our
mystification. It was an hour on which
he had’ evidently counted much; it was
the triumph of his resurrection and home
coming. and he chuckled as he twirled
the knob in the steel door. Then Bates
dropped forward and helped him pull th •
door open, disclosing a narrow steel
chest, upright and held 1 in place by heavy
bolts clamped in the stone* of the ehim
liey. It was filled \*ith packets of papers
•placed on shelves, and tied neatly with
tape.
“Jack,” said my grandfather, shaking
his head, “you wouldn't be an architect,
and you're not much of an engineer
either, or you’d have seen that that pan
eling was heavier than was necessary.
There's two hundred thousand in first-
rate securities—I vouch for them! Bates
nd r put them there just before I went
Leaves from an Old
Scrap Book
Continued from Second Page.
Dks’ Sur
Brooks’ Appliance. New dis
covery. Wonderful. No obnoxious
ers wear an expression of unutterable Springs OT pads. Automatic Air
Binds and draws the
broken parts together as you wonld
a broken limb. No salves. No
ing helpless rebels.’ For their insolence l vmD hol. No lies. Durable, cheap,
and brutality make capital representa- i J ‘ r
tives of the heretic mauling attaches of I Pat. Sept, io, 1901.
SENT ON TRIAL.
sadness. Deferred hopes, separation from ' (” n chiorr'
loved ones, mental and bodily inactivity, ! *
all tell upon the spirits of the unfortu- j
nate victim. On the other hand the jail- |
ors seem to enjoy the pastime of t'ortur-
and discharged a rifle at us witli delib- [ across the room, and there was a
eraite aim. The ball snapped snow from
the balustrade and screamed away harm
lessly.
“Bah, such monkeys!” he muttered. “T
believe I've hit that chap!” One man
had fallen and lay howling in the ravine,
his hand to his thigh, while his comrades
paused, demoralized.
“Serves you right, you blackguard!”
Larry muttered.
1 pulled him in and we jammed a cabi
net against the door.
.Meanwhile the lv.ows at tlie front con- .
tinned with increasing violence. Stoddard . lur revenge. 1 think l must have raised
mo
ment's silence save for I lie sheriff, who
was groaning and cursing under tlie de
bris of the chandelier. At tlie door
Pickering's face appeared again anxious
and frightened. '1 think tlie scene in the
room and the slow progress his men
were making against us had lialf-
paralyzed him.
We were all getting our second wind
for a renewal of the fight, witli Morgan
in command of the enemy. One or two
of his men, who had gone down early
in the struggle, were now crawling back
still stood where I had left him. Bates
was not in sight, but tlie barking of a
revolver above showed that lie had re
turned to the window to tak
on his enemies.
Stoddard shook liis head in depreca
tion.
“They fired first—we can't do less than
get back at them,” 1 said, between tlie
blows of the battering ram
my band and pointed at Pickerinj
Bates wheeled like a flash and before 1
realized what happened lie had dragged
engeance 1 Go: executor into tlie room. •
j "You scoundrel—you ingrate!” howled
the servant.
Tlie blood 011 his face and hare chest
and tlie hatred in liis eyes made him a
hideous object; but in that lull of tlie
storm while we waited, watching for an
Well, well!
yon. Good morning, Stoddard! A little
work for the church militant! And this
gentleman?”—he indicated Larry, who
was, for once in his life, without any-
ttliing to say.
‘Mr. Donovan,—a friend of the house,
explained Bates.
"Pleased, I'm sure,” said the old gentle
man. “Gla-d the house had a friend. It
seems ito have had enemies enough,
■he added dolefully; and he eyed tlie wreck
of the room ruefully. Tlie good humor
in iliis face reassured me; but still I stood
in tongue-tied wonder, staring at him.
“And Pickering!" John Marshall Glen-
arm's voice broke witli a quiet mirth that
1 remembered as tlie preface usually of
something unpleasant. “Well, Arthur,
Tm glad to lind you 011 guard, defending
tiie interests of my esitaie. At tlie risk
of your life, too! Bates!*’
“Yes, Mr. Glenarm.”
“You ought .to have called me earlier.
I really prized that chandelier immense
ly. And this furnitur
His tone changed abruptly. He pointed
to the sheriff’s deputies one after tlie
other witli his stick. There was, I re
membered, always something insinuating,
disagreeable and final about my granft-
father's staff.
“t'lear oul!” he commanded. “Bates,
see these fellows through tlie wall. Mr.
Sheriff, if I were you I'd be very care
ful, indeed, what I said of this affair.
I'm a dead man come to life again, and
I know a great deal that’I didn't know
before I died. Nothing, gentlemen, fits a
man for life like a temporary absence
from this cheerful and pleasant world. I
recommend you to try it.”
He walked about the room with Hie
quick eager step that was peculiarly his j
own, while Stoddard, Larry and I stared j
at him
sheriff to (his feet. Morgan and the rest
of the foe were crawling and staggering
away, muttering as though imploring the
aid of heaven against an evil spirit.
Pickering sat silent, not sure whether
•lie saw a ghost or real flesh and blood,
and Larry kept close to him, cutting off
I think we al! experienced
dozen
sounded those panels
times,” T protested.
Of course you have,” said my grand
father, "but solid steel behind wood is
safe. I tested it carefully before 1 left.”
He laughed 1 and clapped his knees, and
1 laughed with him.
“But you found th** Door of Bewilder
ment and Pickering's notes, and iliat's
somthing.”
“No; 1 didn't even find that. Donovan
deserves the credit. But how did you
ever come io build that tunnel, if you
don’t mind telling me?”
He laughed gleefully.
"That was originally a trench for
natural-gas pipes. There was once a
large pumping station on tile site of this
house, witli
1 tlie Spanish inquitition. When Captain
Carlin entered the fort the prisoners were
not permitted to go beyond the doorsill
of their room, but after two months' ear
nest protest, the high favor was granted
them of twenty minutes walk in a con
tracted space outside.
“The case of that gallant spirit, the
high-toned and gallant Zarvona, is one
of the most harrowing 011 record. Lei
it be published to the world. Butler the
Beast could not invent a more atrocious
piece of brutality. Our government
should put each captured federal officer
in close confinement, and keep him there
until Zarvona is restored to freedom.
When Captain CaTlin left Fort Lafayette,
last month, Zai vona was still in solitary
confinement, where he had been for the
•past six months. His windows had been
nailed up so that a ray of light enters
not to ch*er liis desolate soul. He is al
lowed nothing to read, not even a Bible.
The prisoners know very little about him.
beyond what they pick up from their
jailors. Very often the physician is 3een
going to liis cell, and the natural suppo
sition is that lie is gradually sinking un
der his sufferings. Frequently large- vol
umes of smoke are seen bursting through
the cracks in his cfoor; afier a while the
door is opened by a sergeant and guarded
until the smoke wholly escapes. Seward
seems determined to kill his victim.
“A ruse worthy of the boasted ‘cute-
ness' of Brother Jonathan, was practiced
at one time on tlie prisoners. The Jteeper
of tlie Bastiile suspecting Zarvona was
in correspondence with his fellow prison
ers, had him quietly removed to Ihe guard
house one day, and placed one of the
federal sergeants, who bore a resem
blance to Barvona, dressed in his uni-
fcrm, at his ceil window. (.This was be-
ifore tlie window was hermetically sealed.)
The pretended Zarvona saluted the pris
oners as liny passed, and occasionally
threw to them bits of paper, wrapped
around sails or small pieces of wood. The
plan suceeded. Those of tlie prisoners
who picked up the decoys wire thrust in
the guard house. Among tlfb suspected
was a gentleman from Maryland 1 , Mr.
K. VV. Cecil. On suspicion of the crime
of communcating with Zarvona, he was
italogue Free.
IROOKS, Box |7A3 MARSHALL, MICH,
WHEN THE SIX SHOOTEB WAS
JUDGE AND JURY ON THE SLOPE
Continued from Second Page.
cloth and a si!k hat, was scrupulously
neat in the matters of linen and persona!
appearance, and the right leg of his
trousers was tucked into liis boot to
accommodate an enormous bowio knife.
The set of his frock coat over his right
hip also indicated a gun.
“Gibbons was calm and deliberate in
manner, painfully polite, and spoke with
a southern drawl. He seldom swore and
never drank. Although ho was cere
moniously courteous, lie was quick to
take offense and if lie heard any one
make a fighting talk he promptly came
to the front with an offer to accommo
date the belligerent anywhere and any
how. The camp always addressed him
as Mr. Gibbons, but lie occasionally spoke
of himself as 'a pop-eyed galoot from
'rkansas,' which was accurately! descrip
tive.
CLAIM JUMPING A DIVERSION.
“Claim jumping was a popular di
version In Cosumnes in those days and
every miner had to be prepared to j
defend his .location. T hrud
ledge that dipped to the east, and some
fellow conceived the brilliant idea of
sinking 50 feet east of my shaft and
the list to choose from. It all depends
on the locality, it seems. Mountain
laurel, sheep laurel, poison laurel, small
laurel] rose laurel, high laurel, American
laurel, poison ivy (a veritable trespass
on the rights of another plant, as we
have seen), ivy bush, ivy wood, calico
bush spoonwond, kalmia, wicky. Would
you wonder if this much-aliased plant
tannin ask. in bewilderment, “Where am
should ask, in bewilderment
I at?” . ,iv.
The 'broad-leaf laurel is a tine sfirub.
from four to eight feet in height. This
as a rule but sometimes, in extra good
soil, it becomes a tree, thirty or forty
feet high. Its leaves are thick, Hat.
and shning. Its pink, inodorous flowers,
viscid, and peculiar in shape, are borne
in showy clusters. The bloom comes in
May and June, and Is succeeded by a
globular, viscid, dry, and inedible fruit.
The location it loves best is on the
rocky hillside, or the mountain slope. In
such locations it will he found in Alaba
ma, Georgia, anil other southern states.
The usual protecting instinct of domes
tic animals seems often to fail, as con
cerns the laurel. Perhaps they get con
fused amidst its multitudinous names,
who knows? However this may he.
scores of cattle, hogs and sheep are
poisoned every year by eating its leaves.
„ It is usually the young and careless cat-
nuartz I tie that fall victims, but tlie older ones
' are by no means excepted from the
i slaughter. Chickens have been killed by
! eating the vomited matter from poisoned
animals. A curious experiment
big trunk mui
off across country to supply tlie towns
west of here. The gas was exhausted,
and the pipes were taken up before I
began to build. 1 should never have
thought of that tunnel in the world if
the trench hadn't suggested it. 1 inere-
wasn't so bad!” | *>’ deepened and widened it a little and
plastered it with cheap cement as far as
tlie chapel, and that little room there
where I put Pickeing’s notes had once
been tlie cellar of a house built for tlie
superintendent of tlie gas plant. 1 had
never any idea that 1 should use that
passage us a means of getting into my
own house, but Maiun met me at the
station, told me that there was trouble
here, and came with me through tlie
chapel into tlie cellar, and through tlie
hidden stairway that winds around tlie
chimney from Lliat 100111 where we keep
the candlesticks.”
“But who was/ the ghost?” 1 de
manded, “if you were really alive anil
in Egypt?”
Bates laughed now.
“Oil, 1 was tlie ghost! 1 went through
Bates was helping Hie dazed! lher f occasionally to stimulate your c.t-
/ 2_ .... riosity about the house. And you nearly
n running- J put in a cell two and a half feel by six
panel of tlie great oak door now advantage, I heard off somewhere above l ^at^ewfldered feeling of children Who
splintered in, but in their fear that we
might use the opening as a loophole,
they scampered out into range of Bates'
revolver. In return we heard a rain of
small shot on the upper windows, and
a few seconds later Larry shouted that
the flanking party was again at tlie
terrace.
This movement evidently heartened the
sheriff, lor, under a fire front Bates, liis
men rushed up and the log crashed again
into the door, shaking it free of tlie
or below, that same sound of footsteps
that I had remarked before. Larry and
Stoddard heard it; Bates heard it, and
liis eyes fixed upon Pickering with a
glare of malicious delight.
“There comes our ol<l friend, tlie ]
ghost," yelled Larry.
“1 think you are quite right, sir,” said
Bates, lie threw down the revolver lie
held in liis hand and leaned upon the j
edge of tlie long table that lay on its j
side, liis gaze still bent 011 Piekering,
upper hinges. Tlie lower fastenings were who stood witli his overcoat buttoned
•wrenched loose an instant later, and the
men came tumbling into the hall—the
sheriff, Morgan and four others 1 had
never seen before. Simutaneously the
close, his derby hat on the floor beside
him, where it hud fallen as Bates hauled
him into Hie room.
lie sound of a measured step, of some
flanking pai ty reached the terrace and j one walking, of a careful loot 011 a stair
way, was quite distinct. L even remark-
■were smashing tiie small panes of til
French windows. We could hear the
glass crack and tinkle above tlie con
fusion at the door.
1 suppose I was two or three minutes,
at least, getting my wits. I was first
conscious of Bates grappling tiie sheriff,
who sat upon me, and as they struggled
with eacli other 1 got the fu.1 benefit
of their combined, swerving, tossing I
weight. Morgan and Larry were trying
for a chance at each other with re
volvers, while Morgan backed the Irish
man slowly toward the library. Stod
dard had seized one of tlie unknown
deputies with both hands by the collar
and gave his captive a tremendous
swing, jerking him high in the air and
driving him against another invader with
a blow that knocked both fellows spin
ning into a corner.
“Come on to the library!” shouted
Larry, and Bates, -who had got me to
tad the slight stumble that I had noticed |
are caught in mischief by a sudden pa
rental visitation. My grandfather went
about peering at the books with a tran
quil air that was disquieting.
lie paused suddenly before the design
for the memorial tablet, which I had
made early in my stay at Glenarm House.
I bad sketched tlie lettering with some
care, and pitched it against a shelf for
my more leisurely study of its phrases.
I'lie old gentleman pulled out liis glasses
and stood with his hands behind liis back,
reading. When he finished lie walked to
where I stood.
"Jack!” he said, “Jack, my boy!" His
voice shook and his hands .trembled as
lie laid them on my shoulders. “Marian
—lie turned, seeking her, but the girl had
'•unished. “Just as well,” he said. “This
before.
We were all so intent 011 those steps |
in tlie wail that we were off guard. 1 j
heard Bates yell at me, and Larry and :
Stoddard rushed for Pickering. lie had j
drawn a revolver from his overcoat
1 i pocket and thrown it tip to tire at nte j
~' when Stoddard sent tlie weapon flying 1
through tlie air.
“Only a moment now, gentlemen,” said j
Bates, an odd smile on liis face. He ]
was looking past me toward the right \
is hardly an edifying sigh? for a
•woman.” I heard, for an instant, a light
hurried step in the wall.
Pickering, idea, heard that faint, fugitive
sound, and our eyes met at tiie instant j
caught me once!"
“One tiling more, if we're not wearing
you out—I'd like to know whether Sister
Teresa owes you any money."
My grandfater turned upon Pickering
witli blazing eyes.
“You scoundrel, you infernal scottn.
ilrel, Sister Theresa never borrowed a
cent of me in her life! And you have
made war on the woman—’’
His rage choked him.
He told Bates to close tlie door of tlie
steel chest, and then turned to me.
“Where are those notes of Picker
ing's ” lie demanded; and I brought the
packet.
“■Gentlemen, Mr. Pickering has gone to
ugly lengths in this affair. How many
murders have you gentlemen com
mitted?”
“We were about to begin actual kill
ing when you arrived,” replied Larry,
grinning.
“The sheriff got all his men off tlie
premises more or less alive, sir,” sail!
Bates.
“That was good. It was all a great
mistake—a very great mistake’ —and my
grandfather turned to Pickering.
“Pickering, wliat a contemptible scoun
drel you are! I lent you that $300,000
to buy' securities to give y'ou better
it. cease!. The thought of her tore my 1 standing in your railroad enterprises, and
heart ,and 1 felt that Pickering saw and the last time 1 saw you, you got me to
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Pile. Cure at your druggist's fo r 50 cento.
If he hasn t it, send us the money and
we will send you the treatment at once
by mail, in plain sealed package.
end of tlie fireplace. There seemed to ] shared* by only two persons. One of
these was Bates,"—he paused as an ex
clamation broke from all of us; and lie
be in tlie air a feeling of something im
pending. Even Morgan and his men,
half-crouching ready for a rush at me,
hesitated; and Pickering glanced ner
vously' from one to tlie other of us.
It was tlie calm before tlie storm; in a
eiease tlie collateral so you could raise
reported j money to buy more shares. Then, jfter
I died"—he chuckled—“you thought
you’d final and destroy tiie notes and
that would end the transaction; and if
you had been smart enough to find litem
you might have itad them and welcome.
But as it is, they go back to Jack. If
lie shows any mercy on you in colleet-
wenl 011, enjoying our amazement—“atut | ing them lie's not the boy I think he Is.”
knew and was glad.
“They have all gone.
Bates, returning to tlie room.
“Now', gentlemen,” began my grandfa
ther, seating himself, “1 owe you an
apology; 'this little secret of mine was
tlie other was Marian Devereux. 1 had
often observed that at a man's death
liis property gets into the wrong hands
moment we should be at each other's or becomes a bone of contention among
throats for tlie final struggle, and yet
we waited. in tlie wall I heard still
tlie sound of ysteps. They were clear to
all of us now. We stood there for what
seemed an eternity—I suppoSe tlie time
was really not more titan thirty sec
onds—inert, waiting, while I felt that
something must happen; the silence,
the waiting, were intolerable, »i grasped
my pistol and bent low for a spring at
Morgan, witli the over-turned table and
wreckage of tlie chandelier between me
and Pickering; and every man in the
room was instantly on tlie alert.
All but Bates. He remained rigid—
that curious smile on his blood-smeared
face, his eyes bent toward tlie end of
the great fireplace back of me.
That look *n his face held, arrested,
numbed me; 1 followed it. I forgot Mor
gan; a tacit truce held us all again. 1
stepped back till my eyes fastened on
the broad paneled chimney breast at tlie
right of the hearth, and it was tliqre
now that the sound of footsteps in the
wall was heard again; then it ceased ut
terly, tlie long panel opened slowly,
creaking slightly upon its hinges, then
down into the room stepped Marian Dev
ereux. She wore the gown in which I
had seen her last, and a cloak was drawn
over her shoulders.
She laughed as her eyes swept tlie
room.
“Ah, gentlemen,” she said, shaking her
head, as she viewed our disorder, “what
wretched housekeepers you are!”
Steps were again heard in the wall, and
she turned to the panel, held it open
with one hand and put out the other,
waiting for some one who followed her.
Then down into the room stepped my
grandfather, John Marshall Glenarm I
lawyers. Sometimes,” and tlie old gen
tleman laughed, "an executor proves in
competent or dishonest. 1 was thorough
ly fooled in you, Pickering. The money
Pickering rose, seized liis hat and
turned toward tlie shattered library
aJoor. He paused for a moment, his
face livid witli rage.
“You old fool!” he screamed at my
grandfather. “Y'ou old lunatic, I wish
to God I had never seen you! No won
der you came back to life! Your'e a
in size, and thougn lie was in delicate
l.ealui, there he tvvas incarcerated for ten
weeks. Ilis food was coarse rind
scant, liis health failed and final
ly lie was taken ill. The
doctor was sent for, but he brutally de
clared that nothing was the matter. A
good natured soldier, however, exclaim
ing in liis own emphatic way, 'that it
was a <1—d shame,’ subsequently pro
cured Mr. Cecil some medicine, which
lie thinks saved his life. Supposing,
perhaps, that lie was sufficiently pun
ished or that they were sufficiently re
venged, the authorities released Mr Ce
cil from solitary confinement, and lie
came again among his fellow men, a
shadow of his former self, his face hag
gard, liis hair turned gray and liis body
wasted to a skeleton. Only tiie greatest
attention from liis fellow prisoners pre
served liis life. He was releasetl from
the fort two months afterwards, after
having been confined for fourteen niontlis
for no ascertainable cause whatever.
“Mr. Hipkins, of Norfolk, lias been a
prisoner since tiie war commenced, on
the charge of being secessionist. He
was put in irons and brutally maltreated
for refusing to do tlie scavenger work
to tile prison.
“A colored man, named John Robin
son, from Savannah, Ga., is still con
fined in the fort for sympathy for his
native south. He is quite old, and is
dying from tlie severity of a climate to
which he is not accustomed.
“These are only a few instances. Tlie
cells at Fort Lafayette could tell hun
dreds of similar tales. What they are
doing witli Zarvona we can only con
jecture. We imagine they are trying to
murder him. Does any one say that the
iniquities of the inquisition and the
Black Hole of Calcutta are impossible in
civilized America in the midst of the
nineteenth century? We may well an
swer that an age and a country that
have given 'birth to a Beast Butler are
capable of anything. Whoever is respon
sible for the barbarisms of Fort La
fayette, let his name be ‘linked to ever
lasting damnation’ with that of the
Beast."
ON JOHNSTON’S TOMB.
The New Orleans Times stated that a
lady correspondent, in a stroll through
tiie Si. Louis cemetery, in that city, vis
ited the grave of Albert Sidney John- |
ston, and found the following written
epitaph (pasted upon a rough board at
tached to the tomb. She copied it ver
batim, hoping Hie author might be made
known:
tapping my ledge. I noticed that the j made with chickens to test the effect of
fellow was getting pretty thick witli the
man in broadcloth, and whenever I met
the latter he was so severely polite that
I knew lie was waiting for a look or a
slip in. my .speech or manner as a pre
text for making trouble.
“I wrote to my superintendent that a
desperado was in company with the
claim jumper and
trouble. He wrote ba
If not, will he wor
the pure, extracted laurel poison. it
was fed to them, but had no apparent
effect whatever. They were just .as well
and hungry as before. Then they were
killed by chloroform, their entrails
buried, 'but the meat, well cleaned and
well cooked, was fed to several cats.
The latter nearly died from the poison in
the chicken flesh, and yet, as we have
that I expected noted, the chickens themselves had not
1 , been affected by it!
a<K. is ne at woik.. children have frequently been poisone!
p k? it he is not at ! b y t)ie i aure i. by eating the young shoots
work and is willing to work, hire him, | ; n mistake for wintergreen. Many cases
and he is your desperado.’ - j <if poisoning in adults have also come
“The next day 1 met the ’pop-eyed | from drinking liquor in which the leaves
galoot from Arkansas’ and bade him I 1,ave fieen criminally steeped in order to
good mornin. Mr. Gibbons lifted his hat | make the former more intoxicating. An.-
and gravely responded: ‘Good morning,
doctor. I trust you are well, sir.'
“ ‘Mr. Gibbons,' I said, ‘may I ask if
You are looking for employment in this
camp?*
“ ’That's just what r am. sir.’
“ ‘Are you a miner? Do you know
anything- about sinking a shaft?'
“ ‘Well, sir.’ he replied, ’I reckon I’m
just about the best miner on the top of
God’s green airth.’
“I then asked him what wages he want
ed. The going rate was $3 a day, but
when lie said $4.50 r promptly told him
to consider himself engaged to" me.
“Tlie next day Gibbons went witli me to
Hie claim. fie was dressed as usual, in
broadcloth, wore his silk lint and car
ried something done up in a red silk
handkerchief. When he got to the shaft
he untied liis bundle and laid out a min
er’s suit. He took off his hat. wiped it
carefully with the bandanna, spread tlie
handkerchief on tiie graund and with dig
nity he shucked his broadcloth, got into
the miner’s rig and went down ihe shaft.
'He knew his business and went to work
with energy and intelligence.
"Gibbons had been down in the pros
pect hole about an hour when tlie man
who wanted my ledge came along with a
companion and began to make measure-
mals poisoned lav eating laurel leaves
first show it by a persistent nausea,
with light, 'but long continued vomiting,
frothing at tlie mouth, grating of the
teeth, irregular breathing, partial or com
plete loss of eyesight, inability to stand.
These symptoms are followed by extreme
drowsiness, stupor and death. The ir
regular breathing is present all through
the trouble, and is most characteristic
of tlie poisoning. When a human being
is affected, to the above symptoms are
added, pain in tlie head, abundant pers
piration. and a peculiar tingling sensa
tion in the skin of the entire bode-.
Y r omiting is severe and copious, and for
this reason, the poisoning is usually at
tended with less serious consequences
than with animals. Tt need scarcely he
said that this destructive plant should be
ruthlessly destroyed wherever found,
and every vestige of its converted into
ashes.
A PLEBIAN PLANT.
The jimson weed, like its kindred, has
its own array of names from which to
choose, besides the one uniform botani
cal name of Datura stramonium. These
names, each belonging to a different sec
tion of country, are Jamestown weed.
nirnts. He held one end of a. tape at the4 common stramonium, thorn apple, appl
edge of my shaft and was measuring
i 50 feet to the east when tlie head of the
‘pop-eyed galoot' appeared at the surface.
Gibbons took in the situation, and. turn
ing to me after a severe iO"k at tlie man
of Peru, devil’s apple, mad apple, stink-
weed, stinkwort, Jamestown lily, anal
white tjjan's lily, this latter being its In
dian name. Most of these titles, you
who had been his partner a day be-1 will observe, are not at all complime^i-
fore, he said: ‘Doctor, will you be good
and kind enough, sir, to permit me to
rut that scoundrel's head off?”
FRACAS WITH A GREASER.
“Of course I did not «ive the permis
sion. Gibbons looked disappointed and
went back down the shaft, but the other
fellow never sank any prospect holes on
my ledge.
“The last time T saw the pop-eyed ga
loot from Arkansas, he was recovering
from a fracas with a Mexican knife ex
pert and had thirteen cuts to tiie left
of liis vest buttons and a thrust through
the throat. But tile Mexican had been
tary. But no one who is familiar witli
the rank, evil-smelling plant will wonder
thereat.
The jimson weed (its most general
name) is a stout, smooth, bushy annual,
growing from two tto five feet in height,
wOth a coarse, green stem, large, flaccid
leaves, and large, funnel-shaped white
flowers, with a heavy scent, and two to
four incites long. The flower opens
from May to September, and the fruit
ripens from August to November. The
seeds are many, and as large as buck
wheat. When fresh, they have a slck-
buried. * It appears that the boys were I ening smell, but as they dry, lose mueti
a little foil at the funeral and planted j of this disagreeable quality. The nectar
the deceased with his feet up bill, Gib- js sweet, but rather nauseating. the
bons grieved over that. He said lie , , , „ _
didn't countenance burying a man so purple-stemmed Jimson weed (Datma
that lie would have to show up feet first j tatula) is a taller plant than the above,
on resurrection day. “It is putting aj witli purplish flowers and stems, but is
fellow citizen, if I may so designate a otherwise identical botli in botanical ai:u
greaser,' remarked Gibbons ‘in a riolcu- j toxic qualities. This is the species that
lous situation on a mighty solemn oc- is most common in tiie south and in
casion. sir! ’—San Francisco Chronicle. j the southwest.
j When adults are poisoned by the jini-
DANGER AND DEATH IN THESE j use as^a stimulator as° a
Children sometimes eat tlie fruit if not
! warned ol' the danger, anil taught, as
should be as to all unknown plants.
Common Field Plants.
Continued from Second Page.
you owe me is a large sum; and you were' tricky old devil and too mean to die!”
so delighted to hear of my death that] He turned toward me with some simi-
you didn’t even make sure 1 was reailj
out of ‘the way. You were perfectly will
ing to accept Bates’ word for it; and I
must say uhat Bales carried it off splen
didly.”
Pickering rose, the blood surging again
ill his face, and screamed at Bates, point-
i ing a shaking linger at the man.
“You impostor—you perjurer! The law
will deal witli your case.”
“To be sure,” resumed my grandfather
calmly; "Bates did make false affidavits
about my death; but possibly—”
■'ll .was in a Pickwickian sense, sir,"
sadi Bales gravely.
“And in a righteous cause," declared
my grandfather. “I assure you, Picker
ing that 1 have every intention of taking
care of Baies. His weekly letters giving
an account of the curious manifestations
of your devotion to Jack's security ami
pi ace were alone worth a goodly sum.
But, Bates—”
The old gentleman was enjoying him
self hugely. He chuckled now, an.l
placed his hand on my shoulder.
“Bates, it was too bad I got those
missives of yours all in a bunch. I was
in a dahabiyeh on the Nile, and th y
don’t have rural free delivery in Egypt.
I Your cablegram called me home before
I got the letters. But thank God, Jack,
you’re alive!”
There was real feeling in these last
words, and 1 think we were all touched
by them.
“Amen to that!” cried Bate*.
lar complaint ready at liis tongue's end; |
but Stoddard caught him by the shoul
ders and thrust him out upon tlie ter
race.
A moment later we saw him cross the
meadow and hurry toward St. Agatha's.
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IN MEMOR1AM.
Beliinj this stone is laid,
For a season!
ALBERT SIDNEY JOHNSTON,
A General in the Army of the Confeder
ate States,
Who fell at Shiloh, Tenn.,
O11 tiie Sixth day of April, A. D.,
Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-two.
’ A man tried in many high offices
And critical enterprises.
And found faithful in all.
His life wa s one long sacrifice of inter
est to conscience;
And even that life on a woeful Sabbath.
Did he yield as a holocaust to his coun
try’s need.
Not wholly understood was he while he
lived;
But, in liis death, his greatness stands
confessed in a people's tears:
Resolute, moderate, clear of envy, yet not
wanting
In that finer ambition which makes men
great and pure.
In liis honor—impregnable;
In his simplicity—sublime.
No country e'er had a truer son—no cause
a nobler champion;
No ioeople a bbolder defender—no principle
a purer victim.
Than the dead Soldier
Who sleeps here!
'I'lie cause for which he perished is lost—
Tlie people for whom he fought are
crushed—
The hopes in which lie trusted are shat
tered—
The Flag he loved guides no more the
charging lines;
But liis fame, consign’ to tlie keeping of
that time, which.
Happily, is not so much the tomb of
Virtue as its shrine.
Shall, in the years to come, fire modest
wortli to noble ends.
In honor, now our great Captain rests;
A bereaved people mourn him,
Three commonwealths proudly claim him;
And history shall cherish him
Among those choicer spirits,"" who. hold
ing their conscience unmix'd
with blame.
Have been, in all conjunctures, true to
themselves, their country,
a-nd their God.
I
I notches. The wood has a faint odor of
sulphur, and this fact, taken with tlie
leaf scars, which are very distinct, en
ables one. even in mid-winter, to detect
the enemy lying in wait for the un
wary. Tlie sumac is found in swamps
and moist places from Canada to Flori
da. and as far west as Louisiana. Its
poison affects the skin in the same man
ner as the ivy, and the same remedy
should be applied.
The red buckeye is another of our
poison plants. It is also caled the small
buckeye, buckeye, and horse chestnut.
It is a shrub, growing to a height of
eight or twelve feet, with long stemmed
leaves, and abundant clusters of bright
red flowers, which appear in March,
and are followed by a smalll, smooth
fruit, the seeds of which are mahogany
color, and highly polished. The red
buckeye is an attractive looking plant,
and its seeds appear Io be a “trap to
catch sinners," especially the very
young ones. Tlie twigs and seeds are
sometimes bruised, and stirred into the
water of small ponds, by persons who
are too lazy to fish in the legitimate
way. The effect on tlie fish is to stupify
them, and cause them to rise to tlie
surface, where they can be captured for
hand. They are perfectly whol
when thoroughly cooked. Cattle, how- | miles away
to “touch not, taste not, handle not.'
number of cases of the poisoning of cfi<»-
drerv by this plant have been reported by
physicians, some from eating the fruit,
others from sucking tlie flowers. The
fresh green leaves and the roots have
occassionally been cooked by mistake for
some edible plant. Cattle have aiso been
poisoned by eating tlie leaves or young
plants carelessly cut and cured with
grass hay. Right here is a point for ou r
farmers to matte a note of. The plants
can he destroyed by mowing them down
when in bloom, before the seeds have
matured, and 'by cultivating tlie ground.
The symptoms of jimsor. weed poison
ing are headache, vertigo, nausea, ex
treme thirst, dry, burning skin, nervous
confusion, dilated pupils and loss of
sight, and of voluntary motion. Some
times, also, mania, convulsions, and death
follow. ’Ware the jimson weed!
DREADED HIS GOOD TIME.
(Fdom The New York Sun.)
A certain member of congress one day
last winter was deploring the fact that
lie must that night attend a public din
ner, when tlie probability was he would
have “too good a time." -
My predicament,” said the congress
man. “reminds me of tlie sad case of an
old constituent near Kansas City whose
weakness was drink. The place where
lie lived voted no license, so in order to
obtain intoxicants it was necessarv to
mie I take a trolley car to Kansas City, seven
The Texas Wonder.
Cures all Kidney. Bladder and Rheumatic
troubles; sold by all druggists, or two
months’ treatment by mail for SI.00. Dr.
B. W. Hall, 2930 Olive at.. St. Louis, Mo.
are sometimes Kiuea by eating the "One f „i „ . . „ . „
although, as a rule, that subtle lous friend wait,r *?, “I? 1 my “bu-
:t which guards tlie lives of the car Tnlf g for , the b ansas Cltv
1 . . . ' LctI . IO mv inauirv ns to Whora ho n f a«
ever, are sometimes killed by eating tlie
fruit, a’*' ’ ’
instinct
lower animals, warns them to avoid
It is only when hunger gets the better
of nature’s discretion, that the Rubicon
is crossed, and the poison fruit eaten.
THE HORSE CHESTNUT.
The common horse-chestnut, which Is
a species of the buckeye, is also pois
onous. But its fruit, or nut. may be
converted into good food for cattle by
tlie removal of the noxious principle.
This is effected by a. thorough washing
in a strong alkali. The poison of the
horse-chestnut is used in medicine, and
cases of acute, even fatal, poisoning
have occasionally been caused by an
overdose. The fruit of the California
buckeye Is used by some of the In
dians, being made into soups and bread,
the poison being removed by roasting
and leaching.
The broad-leaf laurel is known by so
many names that the poor shrub itself
would find it hard to choose the one that
moat properly belongs to it. and might
well flee to its unchangahle botanical a REED BROKERAGE CO
Here is “ — *
, , my inquiry as to where he was
going lie replied:
V ‘I’P, to K - C. to get drunk.’ Then
solemnly he added: 'But great Scott,
judge, how I dread it!’ ” w
BUY COTTOK
Prices Very Low
Advance Coming
Opportunity Never Better for Big Profits
on Small Capital.
tI,e Planter is too low. We do not be-
laTersi.»r ye ? r ?- crop Wiil f '" ,al 12.W0.000 bales.
« declined on tlie uelief ot a tug i-ror.
vicia,itud« B, io“foflow? Unt tl>iS With tW ° n,0nt, ‘ , '
iironoum^I 6 ™ ason " f ? r an advance never more
pronounced. Speculative short interest a bi* fac-
trade in anythin* from 25 hales up-
nnr Social marstn °‘ * 50 00 ’ Write tor
name, Kalmia la ti folia laurel.
208 Century Bldg.
HI. LOUIS, MO.