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ATLANTA, GA* TUESDAY MOANING. JUNE 29,1886 .
PBIOE FIVE CENTS
LISA.
AI0VE STORY.
1ST CAROLINE FRENCH BENTON.
Copjrighicd. 156o. All lights reserved.
. "Ltto!”
“Conilog, mein Heix! 1 ’
A demure little figure ran hastily down the
narrow stain and paused Jnrtaboro the land'
lag, where stood a broad-shonldered American
Student.”
“Lisa, how many times havo I told yon that
I will not be called 'Mein Herr!' After all
my lessons In English for nearly three months,
yon cannot say the simple word ‘Gmnt;’ It’s
discouraging, Lisa. It makes me feel that all
my time hu been thrown away. I mayH
well glee it np."
“Oh, Ur. Boberts! I’msorry-aber, bnt what
would mein water say If he should hear nio
. call you ’Grantr”
“He bean me call you 'Lisa’ every day and
docs not object; now, if he were to hear me
call you ‘Llebohen,’ then, indeed 1 In fact,
Urn, I've been thinking It over this morning,
and hereafter I shall call you ‘Sweetheart. 1
That word has never been translated into your
charming tongue, so be won't understand, if
ho does hear me use It; but yon will, Lisa,
won’t you? Do you know what I mean when
I soy ‘Sweetheart?*"
Lira blushed and looked down. She might
have mu a way, bnt bor two hands wero held
fsst, while Grant Roberts's quizzical, fond
eyes wc rc studying her faco.
lVhat should a aimplo German madchon
know of tho wIIob of a gay young American?
He had boarded with them for threo months,
ostensibly studying chemestry at tbe univer
sity, but rosily studying with much greater
assiduity tho grim professor’s sweet little
daughter. When ho had bocn In the house a
week ho found himself comparing her with
Iho girls ho know at home. Thoy could laugh
and jest with him. Thoy could dlacuss tho
latest novel, and prophesy knowingly of tho
success’of tho Harvard boat crow. And how
thoy could flirt! Lisa, dear llttlo thing,
could takooxccllont care of her father; could
read English intelligently, though sho diced
cot try and speak it; know, in fact, twlco as
much as any American girl, Grant told him
self ; sho was tho worthy daughter of her
learned father in truo Gorman idieru. But
dear little Lisa could not flirt! If. in their
English.eonvcysatlons he thought it his duty
to hold with her, ho would strive to empha
size sente points by a slight prossuro of tho
hand, she would color to the roots of hor soft
yellow nair aud Urcugiri.ulty irltbdiaw .‘ter
lingen.
If ho would sometimes call hor “Ltobchon,’’
as her father did, sho would look roproviegly
tit Itiit- :tml not reply. If, in pretended tit-
digestion at such treatment, hewoulddistant-
Eobcrta’’ washer only sign of dispIoa3Uro.
Dear little Lisa 1 How fond of herhowaa!
How hard It would be to Icayo her I
All thla flashed through hia mind as ho atood
at tho foot of the narrow atairs and looked
teaaingly at Llaa’a blushes. She rallied la a
moment and looked up aaucily.
“Did you call me down to tell me this, Ur.
Heberts?”
“Well, not altogether,” he replied, with a
laugh, “but you drove tho more Important
matter out of my mind. I wanted to tell you
that I am going to mako you a bangle. Do
E u icmember tolling mo about tho
gliah girl at tho park who
wore so many that aho tinkled all
over, like tho woman at Banbury Groaa? Wei),
see here.” He drew from his pockot an old
American three-cent piece. “I found thla in
my pocket this murning. Where it esmo
from I havo no idea, hut I suppose it must
havo been given me by mistake with my
cbnngo somo day. Seems odd to see it over
beio. Such an old one, too; one aide is worn
yon of mo after I am gone.”
After he waa gone I
Lisa had been tilting on tho ateira examin
ing the bit of silver; at these list words she
rose to her feet. Hover before had ho epoken
of going away. He had so fallen in with their
almplolifethattoherhe had become a part
of it, and aho had ccasnl to .think of his leav
ing them. '>
"After.he had gone!” What would sho do
then?
Sileuce for a moment. Had he apokon the
Word3 to try her? She grew pale, and tho
tears gathered.
“LLa, sweetheart! Do not look so! Iam
not going—not going for a long tltno. Don’t
HH ‘ it; only you will bo sorry,
snyglrlhe know. Ho rejoiced la her uu-
likeness toothers; and Grant Bobertastralght-
fned himself proudly aa ho walked on. But
would she go? Would the leave her father
alone to eroea the wide aea to anothor land? If
not, atm he mnst go. What ahould he do?
Bettoppcd. Never In all bit easy, happy
ho tell Lisa all, and let her decide? Bat, if
the should chooso to go, how would hltatatoly
mother receive tho little Gorman daughter?
I And he had nothing of his own to offer her.
Could he let her stay, an unwelcome gucat,
Under the family roof?
He mnat go alone: that was plain; bnt ho
would win hit mother’s consent, establish a
place in hia fatber’a busineia, and retam.
Perhaps events would shape themaelves in
snob a way that all would be plain be
fore another year. And Lisa would bo
truo, ho waa certain. Yea, he would bid
hor trust him and wait. And with tho bur
den lightened, Boborta again walkod into tho
profeaaoi’s narrow hall and called, “Lisa!”
and tho voice from tho region. above anawer-
ed, “Coming, mein herr?’’ Sho came slowly,
thinking of yesterday, and paused near the
top.
“Did yon call me, Ur. Boborta?’.’
“Comedown Into the parlor, Lin,I havo
something to tell you.” He was grave, and
I Lisa felt frightened. Waa he (going to scold I
her?
Boberts dosed the door; after her and pans-
cd; how could ho tell her?
‘‘Liia, dear,” ho said soberly. “I havo had a
letter from home, and my mother wishes me
to return »i once.” alienee; Lisa waa whits;
her eyes a little wider: she claaped her hands
and atood waiting. “I most go, for my father
lr IB; bnt dear, I will come back. You will
trust me, sweetheart, won’t you? Indeed, I
will come back!”
The blue eyes overflowed but the mouth
was firm, and tbe hande clasped together.
Granteouid bearlt no longer. His resolutions
true forgotten. He throw his a ruts about hor
land murmured In her ears tenderer words
than he had ever uttered or heard in hia lire.
Lisa wept, quietly, and listened without a
word; but Grant was latiaflod; sho Underitood;
the would wait.
’Sweetheart” he said presently, “kiss me,
and then I must go. I shall take tho noon
train. The sooner I go, tho sooner I shall re
turn; you will help me?”
Lisa railed her head and give the kiss with
lull her heart in It “You must go,” aho said I
firmly, “but 1 know you will come back to
No.”
Tho hours flew by; his packing done,’ho
rushed to the university: csllod the professor
from his lcctnro and hade the bewildered man
a hasty farewoll, ltwvlng him etnnned by tho
rapid outpouring of explanations. An hour
later ho was gono and Lisa kuelt at her bed
side, clasping tbe bit of silvor In hor/band
and sobbing out prayers for a safo voyage a ltd
- speedy return.
A long, low strip of yellow land to the right;
that was Martha's V:neyar.! n tiny flpeck
teed, that was Nantuckot. Grant Boborta
sVcdr.- rd,-«A anil lUrat s'--n-4fiy iutaPtlre
voter, ilo nas changed in the three j
years since wo saw him in Germany. He Is
bund, r and tnorcmanlyiu figure, but he looks
weary and depressed. Heavy earns for thoso
young shoulders havo weighed upon them.
IH Is mother’s letter recalled hlmjustln timo
tojccdvo from his father's Jipa a confused
statement of an involved business before tho
older man, crushed by Impending danger,
sunk into on insensibility which doepenoa
unto death.
■Grant waa left at tbe helm of what seemed a
sinking ship, and ho an inexperienced hoy of
twenty, whose bnsincse education bad been
confined to the knowledge how to cash a
check. Bats clear head and an iuteasodeter-
initiation to save'his fatber’a good namo, at
lait made him matter of the situation; and
now, is bit lint vocation, he could look back
on thief years whoso experiences
bad been almost Invaluable; in a
business, smaller indeed than his father’s, but
Hinny established, and with bright prospects,
■Truly, ho had earned a summer’s rest, and
iheatood looking at the dimpling water
unconsciously his burdens stepped into its
^lateamer wasroundtngthe point of Niu-
tucket haibor as ho shook off his rovorlo and
looked about him.
I ToUf rtohtsteed a tall red lighthouse; on
either hand hundreds of small sailboats; rising
on a low hill, with its back to the sinking sun,
lay the village.
On tho wharf were crowds of people, excited
ovtr tho sensation of the day, the arrival of
the steamer.
more briskly. “For tho hut threo days I
have sat at the same table with yon. Aroyon
not tired of blue berriee? ”
Robert* laughed. “Well, yes; but I profor
them to dried apple auce, and there scorns no
alternative. It reminds me of tho days of
my boyhood, when I used to visit on my
grandfather’s Arm. I’ve not had anyalnco.”
“I never tonch it,” eald Mrs. Orslgie, with
a shudder. “Did yon ever notice that when
several of ne refuse it, we aiwaye have it in
pie the next day? Tta the old atory reputed;
the hoy who wooid not eat his crusts for sup.
per htd them pnt by for his breakfast."
“I think few have diaenseed tho fact about
tho pie, or at least they are not too dainty to
decline. Nantncketair does not scorn to bring
dyspepsia.” •
“Dyspepala,” uld Mrs. Cralgle. “I am fully
convinced that ihe aeven devlla cast out of
Mary Magdalene were seven distinct attacks
of djtpepsla.” And with that tho roeo and
said the mnst go. “Jt is dinnor time for ns
both. I wonder whether you would be bored
if I uked you to change your out at the ta
ble for one by me? Iam selfish, for I want
you to defend me from tho old maid school
teacher who tits next me. Sho ie aahamod of
the profession and want! to appear girlish, and
inexperienced. She naked me one day if I
abonld imagine that ahe wu a teacher. I
looked ea surprised aa poaeiMe, and said, ‘Ho;
I ahould not Imagine you everuw the Inside'
of a school room,' and since then, to my sor
row, she hu been more friendly than Over.”
Boberts said to hlmaalf that this old woman
wee delicious, and accepted her kindly over-
From that day all wu
tnres wJUt gratitude,
changed. Mi*. Cralgle won
to hia solitude, and Introduced him to all tho
Cralgle would not lcavo him
charming girls aheksow, bnt hia indlflbronco
excited her enrioaity, and aho decided that
thla yonng man had a atory. Tho explana
tions came without her uklng.
They eat on the beach one day when Bob-
erteuked, “la that a ‘scalp string,’ u I am
‘ "ea call them, Mrs, Cralgle?”
bnnehof aula and charms at
Thereby
He
her belt.
'I might say of each of them.
came from all parts of tho world, and
let’s talk about .
Llebohen, won't yon ?"
She tried to laogh, and turned to runup the
ataits. Boberts caught her hand. “Don’t go.
Don’t you want n,o to finish your bangle?’’
said bo guilefully. Bat Lisa had gono, and
ho did not get a word with her again that
* The next morning he walked elotvly down
to toe postofllce, thinking etlll of Liam. Ills
careless words sbont leaving hi
emotion had, Indeed, made him think more
deeply than over before. With truly youth
ful procrastination he had putponed the con
sideration of inch an event till the hour umo.
The thought ahould not mar hfs happiueai,
and he had bun happy. How his aiends
would laugh If they knew how he had spent
tho last three months. Liu’s Ather was too
abtot bed, to simple too suspect tho young man
of any iateraat beyond chemestry and Ger
man. Llttlo did he know of tho series of “ac
cidental” meetings Boberts uianned every day
with hia demure little daughter; uch muting
an opportunity by no means to be neglected
for English conversation. Boberts thought of
it all. What would bo the ond, and wbon?
When, Indeed; the end waa nearer than ha
thought. He took a letter from the office and
nad:
Mv Deae Son : I know it will be a disap
pointment to yon to give np yonr studies and
the remainder of your trip, bat I am sorry to
tell yon that I think yon should bo hero. I
am much alarmed about your father's health;
ho needs a complete rest and change. With u
great deal of difficulty I havo persuaded him
to believe he can give up bis business for tbe
present, on tho condition that yon will under
take it, ae well aa you can, under thecirrum-
ataaeeu. I am ante yon will return at on -js.
If all goee well, I promise you that you may
Br*th your trip before anothor year.
" ' s’a Ace grew longer at he reed.
> travel and chemestry meant Lisa to
_ I now, and she had never sworn.-1 so
dear and sweet as today: and he most go.
Would he. if he could, take her with him? He
paused. How wooid the compare with hia
home cireit? Would he—would he ever be
ashamed of her? He hated himself for the
thought. Hoi aho waa lovelier, truer than
he captain, and away i
er,nhcof by-tone day a, big brass trumpet
tucked under his arm, his wide hat brim flap*
I'ing in tho wind, as he called In his cracked
ar.d stammering tones. "Two hundred
fifty on the ‘
and fifty!”
Nantucket, indeed. It wss all his fancy
bad pictured it. How peaceful it all was.
ij followed day, and Roberts did not weary
the monotony. Ho bathed ori the sunny
reach, and idled up to tho odd little brown
j<o*toflice for the letters he did not care to
read; tod he thought. Ho had hardly had
time to think before, m the hurry of the
peat, and how hia thoughts went back to Gor-
many and Lisa.
Did sho remember him? ITad she waited
for him? Did he wish that ahe had? Ho
l<md her still, but—should ho ever go to
claim her?
Women had had no place in hia life, of late;
hia thoughts of tho past wero tender, regret
ful but ho scarcely had looked forward to
hope. Bnt now it waa different, and m tho
quiet how the put camo back.
Munich, with its wide, paved atreots; the
early walks from tho market, when ho car
ried the heavy basket for Liu, and laughed
over tho bard names of tho cabbages and po
tatoes which she tried to teach him. Ho
laughed again at tho teasing stupidity.and at
tbe rennd, a stranger looked at him with
a kindly, inquiring glance. He was sitting
on the beach, tossing the sand idly from one
Land to tbe other. There seemed nothing to
rroile at. The elderly lady drew a llttlo
nearer; she had watched this good looking,
silent, abstracted yonng man for days, and
his loneliness determined her.
She railed her umbrella a little higher, and
turned toward him with a question about the
tide.
Roberts looked up with a dated expreaaton
of one whose thoughts are far away. “I beg
jour pardon,” ho eatd, lifting hU bat. She
rf rented her qneition with a smile.
“The tide? I believe it Is still coming in.
It i* amusing to wat< h the bathers. My
thoughts were faraway just now, but I often
lock at thoec boys diving from the pier; there
is even one yonng lady, who takes a ‘header’
every day.”
He spoke with a cordial smile. Mrs. Crai-
gio was becoming interested in this odd
young man, who confessed to his pleasure in
watching a pretty girl dive, and Bought no
nearer acquaintance.
“It is amusing,” said Mrs* Cralgle, “bat I
lc.ck at the water. My buaband waa a •«*cap
tain in the daya of the India trade, and I have
railed with him over nearly all tbe waters of
the globe. It all comes back aa I sit here.
Bnt I have am you before,” ahe west aa
beast. This isa precious Mono of somo vaino
an Arab sheik gave my husband for n strango
service, It ia still uncut, you aee;thts!sa
nugget of gold my brother dag In California,
in the mine where he loet hia life; and thla is
a bit of silver I found on the street in Mu*
rich two years ago. An American threo cent
f icce, you see, so old It is smooth on ouo aido.
t must have been worn as a bangle, for bore
is a hole. It was an odd place to find tho
coin, and I always had a queer feeling about
It, that thoro was a story attached. Perhaps
1 shall know some day.”
Roberts could not speak for a moment,
then bo said hoarsely, “Mrs. Uraigio, it Is
mine. May I havo it?” The past rmhed over
hint mb bis fingers dosed on -tho. coin, Lisa’s
* \ret H.Jk»ajdf*»she!<lai , *^«w It.
i '«r. hetoro hiuj. juJdcfl li.uw of r.ujpir*.
Don fhowrd him weary, faithful heart,
\\siting—waiting -for tbu lovor who whs to
rorco back, but who never enroo, J3yo and byo
he told the story briefly, with wet eyes. And
hu\ keeping tho coin, ho roso with dotermi-
nrit i' n.
“Mis. Craigie, good-byo. I am going to hor.
I cannot thank you for all your kindness to
me, and now, this ending; ifc is fate—provU
dci.ee. I stall tube tho noon boat for homo,
kg my mother and tell her all; spond my va
cation in atrip to Munich, and, if I can, bring
back Lisa, and you shall sco us both.” Tho
iistlcsr. weary look was quito gono. Boberts
•waa palo and excited. Mrs. Cralgle rosew
out a word of expostulation at his haste.
* Go, my denr boy. and aho will como back
'with you. Then bring her to me.”
Threo weeka later the door of tho professor'*
houro in Munich opened softly, nnd Grant
Kcbcrtsatood ngaiu ut thojfoofe of thenarrow
Maiis. Fora moment ho could not find hU
‘voice. What if shesbould he away; chan
• dead. Tho fear almost made hia heart i. ..
Gathering togothor bis failing courago, ho
called softly. “Lisa.”
A moment’s pause; no answer. Then a star
tied, girlish faco appeared at tho top of tho
fctairs.
Whore voice had she heard? There waa'no
“Coming, mein Herr,” to call forth robuke*
this time. Ono cry of surprise and joy. and
Liza ran full, straight into the ouistrotchcd
aims. Tho lost bit of silver, mourned so long,
bad been a talisman, and brought hor lovor
home.
DEATH OF DAVID DAVIS.
GRITCH LEY’S.
By It. r. Steele.
for..righted 18Sfl. By S. B. McClure. H
An li ddont which proved more than, ntna-
dajt wonder to tho people of Lono Tree, Ne-
Lrasl 0, wss tho explosion at Critchley’.. A
local rlcotloii,'which resulted In the triumph of
tho temperance element, dosed tho last osteal
Bible saloon in tho town. ■
Bnt Bam Critchley, who had conducted the
more reductive of the fivo bar-rooms that
flourished before tho declslvo election, re
mained in town and opened what ho was
pleased to call a “ Temperance Billiard Hall."
Jt wsa, however, unavoidably noticed that
the uilnkcrs ot 1/mo Treo continued to
get drunk at Critchley’. “tompcranco” resort
with e. scandalous regularity. Rumor was not
Aint of wing in spreading tho report that
ICrltch>y sold a quality of whisky which, dis
guised nder a medicinal name, was terribly
effective.
One night the wooden building occupied by
Critchley was blown to flinders by a can of
blasting powder deposited by somo unknown
hands rear tho Ice cheat. The wicked Critch-
ley, snpposcd to have been asleep In anafija*
cent hotel, repaired to tho scens and discov
ered tbe roof, rafters and aldo walls of hi. I
phue of hntlneu heterogeneously commingled
with h large number of ituplcioos Jugs and
demijohns In the cellar.
Mr. Critchley said nothing; went bsek to
bed; st daylight packed his personal effects
nnd departed westward on an oarly train.
David Martin, th, wealthiest man In tho
villase, owned the building. He qulotly re
marked to tho grand jory which inrestigatod
tho case, that to him ft a little looked Uko tho
worked tho more radical temperanceeloment,
but much more like the wicked machinations
of tho wicked Critchley, who owed him throe
months rAt, and bid gono ho knew not
whither. The building coet three thousand
dollar ?, and waa uninsured. In his suddonlv
I vacated room Critchley left a note to tho fol
lowing eflbct i
| “Mistm Martin, I bellf this it tho wuk of a
patrol of long hslrd men and short-halrd wo
men. Tha cs all Anatics. Sara Critchley.”
Tho discovery of this document convinced
tho resident. of Lone Treo that to Mr. Critch-
le y wss duo tho destruction of David Martin’s
property. Tho affair, however, *u discussed
for lb,'eweeks In the columts of tbe Lone
Laconic, the county paper, edited by
nil Mrs. Edgar Bryant, by ‘'Jnnlu”and
* Veritas,” and “Vox t’opull.”
, 'Vox”ruccccdcd In imvir
srdlnqtho Infamy of tho
d then, with a llorld editorial whoop, Mr.
BryardL ;cscd the debate sod tho curioul of
" ■ < r i - z 1 '■
Bryants. Cousins don't act that way. And
cnce he sant a big one to Dava Martin.”
Gabo Williams wslkod abont nneaslly, with
head bent In thought. Bello Dowling, accom-
ranted by Charley Talbott, entered tho store.
The girl made a few pnrchi
indwiittu ' *
•tt abrubtl,
“Do you keep such a thing as blasting
Use?”
“Yes, sir,” replied W.
“Let me have two yards.” As Talcottaaid
this he gazed steadily Into the eyes of Bello
Dowling. Tho girl flashed to tho to.urplos.and
then grew deathly polo. Talcott paid for his
strange purchase, and tho two went directly
to tho hotel. Tho parlor wu vacant, and at
“ ‘ Ml urgent . -
x bun.
“Mlafbowling,” be uld, “never before In
my life hu e line of doty been so painfully
crested with selfishness and—and n
ardicc. Do yon not comprehend?”
Belle Dewllng partially aroso from her net
her fisce for a moment Illumined by e look oL
radiant heroism never before seen there by
Telcott, end then, tremblingly ehnnklni
within herself, she shrank back and harlot
her face In her hands; warm tun rained
through her white fiugors,and her llthe,grace-
ful body sweyed to end fro with emotion. At
Tslcott ut down by her sldo and took
her hand. For a moment sho allowed It to
remain within his, and then gcutly withdrew
“ succeeded In having tho lut Word,
" leead_to Critchlay,
Thclait Momenta of tha Ex-Vice PrealUont
••Hia Funerals
Bloomington, 111., June 20.—David Davis
died at six o’clock this morning. He sank
into a comatose state tirel ve honrs before the
end And passed painlessly away, sarroanded
by bis family. During tho early port of last
evening he appeared to be failing, and it was
felt certain that he could not live through tho
uipht. At eleven o'clock ho revived some*
what and was given milk and stimulants in
small quantities. The effect was worse, how*
ever, for ho at once relapsed into a comatose
condition, his poise becoming very feeble.
During the succeeding threo hoars he failed
gradually, bis respiration growing noticeably
weaker until tbe end came.
Tho cause of Judgo Davis's death was
Bright’s disease of the kidneys, aggravated by
a weakened condition of the system, dating
from the time when bo became afflicted with
the carbuncle. His last hours were calm and
peaceful. The funeral will be held next
Tuesday at 3 o’clock. Tho remains will be
buried in Bloomington cemetery.
The following gentlemen have been invited
to art as honorary ballboarcrs: Judge Waller
Q. Gresham, Judge Lawrence Wilson, Hon.
Loonard Sweet, Governor Oglesby, Hon. Jos.
K. McDonald, Judge John M. Scott, Hon.
Clayton H. Moore, Colonel B. B. Latham,
Hen. Jesse W. Fell, Hon. John Wentworth,
Judge Oliver L. Davis, Judgo Thomas Drum*
mond, Hon. D. W. Voorhoos, lion. John A.
Lor an, A. A. Treatt and W. J). Griswold.
The following were invited as acting pall
bearers: Hon. Robert T. Lincoln, Hon. A. E.
enson, James P. Kwing, Lyman Burr,
1-rank D. Dime, Duncan L. Fulk, Henry W.
ft if-hop, Lucius G. Fisher.
The death is received in Bloomington with
profound sorrow. Flags are at half*ma , it,
l efts toiling and stores and houses dressed in
incoming.
The end was peaceful and without a
trugglc. Judge Davis’s physician says the
in.mediate cause of his death was erysipelas,
tbe outcome of a malignant carbuncle, which
first appeared on April 30, bnt that diabetes
which mnat have been insidnooaly working
for two years was the primary cautc, and :o it
attributed his rapidly declining in flesh.
For a week before the end lie had been un
conscious most of tW time.
Burke For Prohibition.
Waynkbeoko, Ga., Jane 23.—[BpeciaL]—
Itaike county voted on the liquor question on
yeeterdsy. The ordinary declared tbe roan It
today—seventeen votes in favor of prohibi
tion.
. uiu n'o hubiided.
iho congregating of a iargo portfon
population at tho station of tho U. 1'
to “sco tho cars como In.” Tho curiosity of
f.ciic Tree was greatly out of proportion to
its slzo as a municipality. Among tho many
whogreoted tho arrival of tho Onnha and
Donvcr express ono warm Bfny evening wero
Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Bryant. Thoy wore on
tho lookout for “local Items.” Whllo tho lo*
comotlva was taking water and Other bmincsf
being transacted, Charloy Talcott stopped
from the train to stretch his logs. Ho stepped
at onco. It so happened. Into tho arms of
Cousin Minnie, ana Cons!a*ln*l*w Edgar Bry
ant, both of whom greoted him effusively. «
“Where are you going, and why not stop off
a day or two?” demands Minnio, coupling the
two questions In a singlo breath.
“I in on my way to Denver, and perhaps
farther west,” responded Charley.
“On bualneaa? ” inquired Edgar Bryant, lm-
g rccsIveJy surveying the crowd, which stood
y greedily absorbing every syllable.”
“No, not exactly; it is a vacation. I am ont
for health and sport.”
“Sport,” chimed Minnie; “then stop right
rff for a week or two and shoot wild geoso.
There aro not near so many on tho Platte
river, abovo hero, whllo with us thoy aro
thicker than hope, and eating up tho wheat
as fast as it comes out of tho ground. Como.
Do.”
“Do you really mean It, Minn ? ”
“.Mean it {1 Just do.”
“AH aboard,” cried tho conductor. Talcott
daibcd into tho sleeper; seized an armful of
coats,dusters and satchels, and running along
with tbo baggage car, .secured his gun. Then
tbo editorial family boro Charley Talcott
away in triumph to a good supper, In a neat
dining room over theollke.
They alto gave a party In honor of Cousin
Charley, of Omaha, and the guest wont riding
and hunting with the resident young folks,
and dnek shooting with the sheriff, the prose*
eating attorney and tho county dork. Editor
Bryant had “influence with tho courthonso
ring.”
Taicott’s week’s visit lengthened into two,
and then threo wcoks bod been passed by him
in I»ne Tree’s social swim. Again and again
he was told of tho explosion at Grftofcltrili
ally, the most disagrccablo I over encoun
tered.”
“Why should a man’s dnty—his business
on might say * " ‘ * **
iltercd Belle.
“Beg paTdon,” replied Talcott, “hut to what
business do you refer? I may bo obtuso, but
I am sorry ft>r tbo Infirmity.”
' You aro a detective,” answered Bello,
quickly, yet in a low tone, and with a ligufl-
cant glanco at the door.
“Yea,” answered Talcott calmly, “you havo
•aid It. I have played tbe spy on you; on
yonr people, on some others; havo,duped my
fi lends, deceived my enemies, wormed my
self into family secrets, and at the ond of tho
hunt have found- “
'‘What?”
‘Dead sea apples and tho blttornoss of
death.”
Talcott croued the room and lookod out on
the murky nfgbt. He saw a few mon lurking
in the shadows made by a corner strootlamp.
Soon ho returned and said:
son in ail this town~tho world; who inspired
him; tbo person who paid him. Tho man was
’ *”JllJams; tbo moving, inspiring spirit,
tcrical merriment. “Ypu como to mo
ttiHnpo questions And ambiguous information.
And yo(t,«\ou)Qtbc ioJpst^Y'slr, t« Insinuate
’ : • w.\ j <V'.tD5 ';•*>! n.. XgU '
on of tho IVhat if 1 wero to tou you tniit what you
” ” " know and what you can prove aro two differ
ent filings? What if I wero to tell you—this
Ik but a hypoihoicnicasc—that tho ouo who in
spired the destruction of Crltchloy’s holl-hoio
did it to save a life—her brother’s? What if
I wero to say that after scciug tho fruits of
her legal efforts turned to naught by tho
wicked evasion of law, sho paid , tho law
breaker in his own coin—illegality ? What if
sho daily saw tho ono sho loved best on oarth
sinking down In tho scalo of manhood, nnd
. and quietly managed to
draw out the narrator’s theories.
(icorgo Dowling,only son of Morgan DjwI-
tof. hotel propric’.or, was a chum or Taicott’s.
At CTifchley tar ho had been ono of tha
youthful drinkers, and a heavy ono. 8tnco
the explosion ho bad apparently reformed.
Another intimato of Talcot/s was David Mar.
tin. Onoo these two men wore surprised at a
late hoar of tbe night, hoveriug like bats
about the scene of tho explosion.
Miss Belle Dowling, George's sister, was tho
most beautiful and accomplished young lady
in Lone Tree, a vivacious brunette, eighteen
yean of age, and a moving spirit in all social,
charitable or temperance projects. More than
this, sho was reputed heiress of a wealthy
1 a, ■ < !< i ur.« !<’.
Ever since Taicott’s arrival, gossip had been
busy concerning the assiduous attentions £f
the handsome fellow to his cousin Minnio
Bryant—when their names wero mentioned,
wise heads were shaken, and coarse men made
ccartc remarks.
“I wonder if Editor Bryant can't seo
through a millstone,” observed Handy Hollen
beck to a group of fivo in Whittaker’s store.
•Why so?” asked Gabo Williams.
•’Cause that.TaIcon's all tho time flirtin’
with hit cousin nnd drivin’ her all ’round the
country,” explained Sandy.
‘JIis cousin,” said Willie Smilie, the post-
mailer’s aon, sneeringlj; “ha, ha!”
“What’s tho matter with her bein' bij
courin?" asked Sandy.
• O, nothin* but then I’vh seen consina afore
—he, he. The cold fiat footed truth is I don't be
lieve he's any cousin of the Bryant's at alL”
‘•Why so? ” demanded Sandy.
“Why, don’t he mail a letter, and a big one,
tc«’, every night after twelve o’clock, m the
O'.ttide letter box? Me and Juke Waml*oM
h: a t<en him do It. I know bis fist, an’ the
1< tttra it addressed to General Cowin, Oanha.
Cowin’* the great criminal lawyer.”
During these relations the face of Gibe
William* became achy pale, and hfs thin Ifps
twitched nervously.
* Then once in a while he sends one to the
risked a point nnd saved him ? If I told you
this, what would you do? Answer mo that,
Mr. Talcott.”
“Pursue tbe samo conrso I havo already
mapped outformyiolf.”
“And what is that, pray ? ”
“Go home.” m
Belle looked eagerly into his face, and then
frankly extended her hand, and this ttuio It
was not withdrawn.
“Mbs Dowling,” ho said, “lot this subject
never bo referred to in earnest after tonight.
But wlat if I should daro to hopo—that—in
losing Mr. Mart in’s reward for my profession
al services 1 have found—your—love. Belle,
will you be my wlfo?”
“Mr. Talcott, strange as it may appear, I
cannot answer tbnt question now. in tho
midst of sudden shocks and surprises even a
strong man liko yourself cannot calmly trust
himauf—yon must know what I mean. I will
bo as frank with you as you have shown
yourself to bo with mo. When I believed you
plain Charley Talcott, Mrs. Bryant’s cousin. I
will confess i liked you some—I was not in*
dillen nt to you. When you drow mo into
tlds parlor—yes. when you bought that fuse at
Whittaker’s —I hated you. And then—when
tbo man got the better of tho spy, ft—I was,
and nra grateful. I can say no moro to
night.”
“Bat rosy I hope?”
“Perhaps to suffer another disappointment.
But who knows the future ? Who knows bat
what another mao may bo sent to—to work
up tho case?”
”1 do,” said Talcott.” I will go now, bat
Ioko no sleep on this account. Good night.”
When Charley Talcott came out of tho hotel
and walked away in tho direction of Bryant’s,
tho group of men he had seen loitering at the
comer followed him. Ho still carried tho
face. .Suddenly ho turned, showing that ho
was aware of the espoinago, and said:
“Gentlemen, what do you want?”
“We wsnt you,” said Gabo Williams, “ to
tell ut what you aro going to do with that
“That Is my business.”
“Bat wo propose to make it oar businosi,”
spoke np Sandy Hollcnback. roughly.
“Yea, sir,” said Gabo, edging nearer, and in
his hand he held a car link; “yon aro one of
them tcroj^rance radicals, an’ we’vo had tho
difgraco of ono biowin’ np scrapo In this
town, an* we don’t want another one.”
At that Instant tho moon gleamed over
a togged edge of clouds; its rays gleaned upon
tho plated barrel of a rovolvcr hold by Tal
cott. With a bitter oath, Gabo Williams
rmhed forward and struck savagely at his
intended victim. A blaze from the pistol
month
red
MMfc v .
Beeing that there was no farther disposi
tion shown to molest him, Tslcott, with
quickened steps, hastened to Editor Bryants.
The unconscious form of Gabo William*
was carried back to tho Dowling house and a
physician summoned. He pronounced the
wound throegh tho right lung fatal. A rapid
ly increasing crowd assembled in the hotel
ofilco. In a room abovo lay tbo dying man.
The story of the affair, as it was told In an
exaggerated form, was very unfavorable to
Talsotl. According to Handy Hollenbeck,
Williams had been shot In the back; the phr*
sir far s contradicted this. Then Smilie told
bis version, which was substantially the
truth.
Upon reviving, the wounded man was in.
clinid to be talkative. Fearing the effects of
excitement, the doctor administered an opiate,
which produced ferat-deliriam, gazing wildly
at his attendants, he nid, in a sharp, qucriL
ous tone:
“Talcott was on to me.”
* Do you want to make a statement ?” in
quired Morgan Dowling.
“I’m goln’to die. aint I?” questioned the
man, his low cunning yet assorting itself.
“Tho doctor says you aro fatally wounded,”
replied Dowling.
U 1 know it; I feel it; and tbo man turned
his head to the wall and groanod.
“Bettor send for a notary public,” suggested
tbe physician.
Tbe notary wu called—under influonco of
a stimulant Williams gave his testimony.
“You see.” ho said, speaking with great
difficulty, “thla Talcott la a def ** '
be hired me to do it.”
■ Morgan Dowling was led ont of tho room by
George.
“Yes,” continued Williams, “it was to savo
her brother George she said; and, gentlemen,
did lever give her away? Not much. Yet
this ere Talcott was after her, an’ I was on to
hJmJ spotted him aa soon as hedid me—mebbe
tome sooner—an’ I’d a laid him out, too, only
for his gun.” Hsre Williams’ strength gave
out, and he snnk Into a stupor, from which
the physidantoaid he might not rovivo.
Bnt the mystery of tho exploeion was at
least exposed; tbe word was quickly cirriod
from house to homo that Crltchloy bad not
blown up Ciltchlej’s, but that Gabo Williams
wss the man.
Then tho sheriff and somo half dozen vol
unteer deputies began searching for Talcott.
Where was ho ?
And when Morgan Dowling sonfc to her
room for his daughter, sho was not thoro.
Whrro was sho ?
Gabo Williams was surprised to find himself
allvo tho noxt morning. Lono Troo was in a
stalo of suppressed excitomont; tbo sheriff
wss in n “stateof mind” about Talcott.
A week passed without nows from either of
tho absentees; that tho two wero togetbor no
ono doubted. Gabo Williams continued to
«row better, but ho still adhered to his anti-
mortem statement, in which David Martin
and tho Bryants were partly able to corobo-
rsto him. Morgan Dowling mortgaged his
hotel and paid Martin seven hundred dollars.
But one day tho owner of the former (Jrltch-
ley’s wss most agreeably surprised to receive
a draft for tho full amount, #1,000, and from
Charley Talcott—real name, Thomas Bey-
Ji Mir- residence, Omaha.
Compounding a felony, was it? Well, per
haps so, but law is excentric, oapocially weat
of tho Missouri river. Bnt when Thomas
pmonrand Mr*. H, nee Dowling, stepped
tho train at Loiio Tree, they wore grootod
by n luihL of frit uds, hoaido tho Bryants, the
MnrlJr.* and tho Dowlings. And tho quiet
mourning worn by the bride of throo months
whs ii toke n that the wealthy uncle had not
cut ftrll short off with a shilling on account
of her criminal complicity in the explosion at
Ciitchley’s. ^
l’erhap* They Were Twins.
:om the New York Bun.
About twenty years ago a robber entored the
fairn house of^obn West Ui Indiana, and, being
dhpovort 1 wtJJft prowling arpjnU ih,' r.«,
" kt that bcmlglyt mako UL* c^uapo.
Id night, and there wai a bright
hnrvcri moon lighting up tho room in which tho
shooting took place. Went had a club bosldc hta
' ed, and he gnvo tho Intruder a powerful blow
ith this before the shot tvas fired. Tho bullet on
ion d the abdomen and bo lived about thico day*
nnd was perfectly conscious all tho time. Ho do-
clsrcd on his dying bed thAt hh
murderer waa a young man. uamotl
Holomou Richards, n lawless char-
oclcrwho hung about tho vlllago two 'miles away.
Mr«. West recognized him n< woll, and Avhoit
lUchards was arrested and charged with thccrlmo
ho did not deny it. Thoro wasn’t the slightest
doubt of hia guilt, and but for tho firtnuc^a of tho
sheriff tbo fellow would havo been lynched. Ho
had been In Jail two weeks before ho declared hU
innocence. At b* bail no money ho could not on-
g»gc a lawyer, but ho mado a statement to tho
riicrlff, which set that oillciM at work to prove au
alibi for him. On the night of tho shooting. Rich-
aids bad sat In tho vlllago tavern from nltio to
'’clock. This could bo verified.
When ho left tho tavern he
visited two saloons, but this could not be verified.
Several persons wero almost suro of having soon
him, tut no one waa positive. At 10.60 o'clock ho
wdht to * livery stable and climbed up on the hay
to bleep. Ho claimed to havo spokoti to a hostler
nsiucd Warner, but w hen Warner waa consulted ho
could not bo suro whether It was that night or tho
one preceding It- On his wav from tho saloon to
tlirtlhiii Itirlini'l* rti« niiiiU-rrd a |nr«jii who waa
dreracd like hln»c)>, and whoso general resem
blance was very striking. Roth halted and looked
each other overall If, astounded, but neither spoke.
• Not onclman in a hundred would have taken any
stock In such a story, bnt ins sheriff, singular aa ft
may seem, believed that Richards wai telling tbo
truth. SVrst bad struck tho man with a club.
Richards had not the allfbtost wound or bruise.
The pl*tol with Which tho shoot lug wai done had
been left behind. No one al*out tho village had
ever seen It before. How could Richards, who
neve r had n dollnrata time, have purchased It?
lie was on the afreet, perfectly unconcerned, when
ancahri. If ho woi guilty why had hu waited
right there to bo taken into custody, when tho
fanner had called out: “Sol Richards, you have
shot me, but I’ll livo to see you hung!"
All ibcao point* wero overlooked by everybody
except the sheriff. Mr. and Mr*. West declared
that B«>1 Richard* was tho man; that wai evidence
i i*oiig 1*. especially when Pol wai a good for-noth-
Ing, 1 lire© weeks had pasoed when tb<> sheriff got
track ofa man who had passed a foil gate at an
i arly morning hour, carrying a bundle. Further
on he found that the man with the bundle ha
i hou*e. alleged he had r
K’<t-
Journeyed a hundred miles l
_.j tho sheriff over-
_ Mrs and
ho had ' Fold fiagmcnt* Of hta
plunder. When finally overhauled and arrested
bo admitted his crlrna almost boforo a qneatlon
was asked. Ho was * (fuShofonal tramp, and rob-
bsry was nothing paw to him. Us wai not only
<’ r* -?< <1 i*r«« l-cly 11U»• kii'lmr'K t.'it h>* r<’*’inbl'*<l
him ro closely In height, build, weight and facial
expression that people camo to the Jail and called
him Richards, lie gave his name ai Terry, bnt
as ho coaid remember llttlo or nothing of his
childhood, and aa this waa also fthe case with
Richards, It waa generally believed that they wero
twin brothers The ono was released a* an Inno
cent man, and tho other was scot (epnno far
meh a long term as practically assured nu death
within the glcomy walls.
Picturesque Senator Mahone.
From a Washington Letter.
Senator Mahono has bloomed out into the
most picturesque man In public life. He wai al
ways au extraordinary looking character, but your
correspondent wu iii his company for a short Umo
a day or two ago and was surprised to uotlce the
advancement tbo courageous little statesman from
Iho old dominion has made. General Mahone had
on his inmrntr suit. It was composed of a Inely
woven, broad brimmed Pansma hat, bleached to a
pr ife< t whiteness, and so delicate that it wu In no
shape, being cocked up high on one side and pnllo
down low on tbe other. His abirt was linen
throughout and his collar two ply and*portion
of the full garment. II ,U)oJ ki- U P
in limp folds. Jill Uo t was black
and looatnr put together. Hia coat was of the
•hi broadcloth, cut very low in front;
veal, black pros grain silk, threo oa.um*. pauta*
loons.fineblackand white atrip©*, puckered at
the waist like a lady’* bonnet. Urge and, baggy «t
ihe knees and coming to a i>o
fret that they would wot ’
dl at tbe
the heels of hia
•hiTpV*"iiYral">fahonc'r hair 1* longer than it
l (i i. hanging In great folds, almost
white aero-# hi* »houider*. While hta beard baa
w> lteii*din the last few years of troublous ex-
SteMk ttS said that the general has grown
better Sitnied than be used to be and baa beooaae
more lornpaulonabl*. He has yet enough yeas*
before him to punish mouof hD enemies aad re
ward a good many Irteuds.