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lvol xnn. 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.