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SUNDAY MORNING. THE PARDONIING OE SiDEWHEEL DAWSON BjD.ll.tdtaadgo Copyright, mi, liu D. 11. Tjlmadw Me IXawsan's "fin" was weary from vigorous shaking, his back was soro from reposted slaps, his neck was chafed hr the collar to which it had long been a stranger, hut his state of hdnd was one of most excellent satis faction. A man who has been sentenced to twenty years of hard labor in the pen itentiary and who comes forth free and in the foil possession of his health end of five is certainly emitiod to some felicitation. That was pre cisely what had happened to Mr. I law son. lie had killed Ids man under . vi Tint appeared cold blooded circum stances to an intelligent jury. He had pleaded self defense conventionally, but the testimony was such that there seemed no doubt of ids guilt. True, there had been no eyewitnesses to tii l slaughter. Those who testified merely told of threats he had made, of hi- bad reputation, of the peaceable character of ills victim. The defense had called no witnesses. "’T.-iin’t worth while.” Mr. Dawson had said to his attorney. “’Twouhl do m >iv harm than good for any of mo friends to testify to the gentleness of me disposition. Snapper Griffln’d have bad me dead in another wink If I h dn’t jerked the trigger when I did, and that's straight. He begun the trouble and kept pushin' it on, while 1 tried me levclost to reason with him. He'd- been dopin’ with somethin’, I think, but lie didn't wiggle a wiggle win el he pointed Ids gun. lie was himself all right, and there's some comfort in knowin’ it. for I'd hate like blazes to feel Unit the only man I ever killed wasn't responsible for himself. I've got a mighty tender conscience. Whether you know it or not. and it's perfectly comfortable now. I'll take whatever the court gives me, and I won't whimper a whimper.” The first night lie slept in the peni tentiary ids attorney was delivering in the levee district a message to Ids friends. “Bump yourselves to get Van Altren elected governor,” was tlic bur den of it. Tile levee gang did not know exactly what to think, hut they were suiliciently well acquainted with Mr. Dawson to accept the Instructions in good faith. Mr. Dawson's message was entirely responsible for their action. To the contrary, it was only an important drop in a tolerably large tub of politi cal suds. Their own candidate laid “done them dirt"—quite by chance, certainly not liy intention. He had al lied himself in u moment of mistaken wisdom with the Prohibitionists. They were engaged in hesitating, and grunt bling and scowling when Mr. Daw son's message came, throwing the bal ance over to the Van Altren side. Side wheel Dawson never did anything 'without a good reason, but what his reason was in this particular instance they could not conjecture. They were still in the dark on tlie day when Mr. Dawson unexpectedly and triumphant ‘ ly returned. “Say,” said lie after the first wave of welcome had passed and he was sit ting cotnforialily in the rear room at Mnggsy a ;f'l!y‘s pin with a number of old eWPTlieil a-"-notates about, him, ‘Tin owin' you hoys a lot for the way you helped old Van to the puddin'. I was a hit leary you wouldn't get next to u fiat I was up to, but it didn’t cost nothin' io try.” ‘‘\V’e didn’t get next; we ain't next yet,” candidly observed Mr. Kelly. ”Is Van a partio'ler friend of yoursV” Mr. Dawson smiled. “No,” he re plied, “but tie's got reason for believin' me when 1 tell him i shot Snapper Griffin 'cause Snapper Griffin was dead set on givin’ me the long trip and for no other reason.” “We believe that,” said Mr. Kelly. “We ktiowed your story was title, lint we couldn't do nothin'.” “Course you couldn’t. If any of you had stuck your mugs into the game. I'd have been queered to the limit. T.ikely I’d have got the drop and gur gle, and llm-ii Van couldn’t have reached me even if his gratitude was twice as long.” ‘•Then Van was owin’ you some thin'!" Mr. Kelly and the others look ed at Mr. Dawson with a common ex pression of curiosity and admiration mingled. “You’ve got its in the air. Sideo heel. Take us down or we ll bust.” Mr. Dawson laughed this time aud rubbed bis hands together. “Sure, I’ll pike you down,” he said. " 'Twon't take me long to do it either. M uggsy, do you remember a little job we had on six years ago this summer dowu at Bayside, when”— “When you was out all night and got nothin' bat a pair of red eyes and a lit of sickness and a stink of gas?” Mr. Kelly put In. “Yes. I remember. 1 nl me.st lost me faitli in you that time.” “YesV” Mr. Dawson chuckled im moderately. “I was to divvy wliat i got from the place that dead easy place with tiie open windows you spotted one Sunday afternoon when you was strolling home from church. I was to divvy, and 1 got nothin’ but”— He suddenly assumed a reflective attitude, his hand upon his smoothly shaven chin, his gaze upon the ceiling. “But what?” Mr. Kelly spoke with the sharpness of a long starved and desperate inquisitiveness. “But—gratitude. It was the ruinmi est go of me life. I followed the lav just as you'd give It to me. I went through the first floor first, gatherin’ op stuff worth maybe a tenner of hun dreds. If I’d quit right there, I’d— wet!, I'd be lookin’ forward to fifteen more years of it ’stead of bein’ here with mo future before me bright as paste. But everything was so nice aud quiet 1 just says to meself. Til tour the next floor.’ So I piles me stuff by the grand exit, where I can pick it up when I strolls out, and climbs the stairs. “And tiie first thing l know I'm tail in’ part in n high life tragedy drama. *Twasn't no supe part either: 'twas the role of the hero that drops in when lie's least expected and saves tiie whole cheese. I opens the first door I comes to. and I nearly faints, owin’ to gas. The room was full of it, and I closed the door, stnndiu’ for a minute with me hand on the knob thinkiu’. 'Twas no picuie of mine, of course, but I couldn't help feeliu’ that somethin' was wrong— that somebody was tryiu’ to croak and that it was up to me to save 'em if they was to be saved. That settles it. 1 draws in two bagfuls of wind and opens the door again, glidin' across the floor to a window and raisin' the cur tain, and then I tumbles. There's a 1 girl on the bed and a letter on the ta ble—the same old layout. I tries to raise the window, but* it won’t budge. It didn't take me all summer to find the leak. The stench was cornin’ from a hole in the wall where a pipe—one of these tilings that sticks out about a foot-had been busted off. She must have hung her whole weight on that thing and jumped up and down! But slic'd got an elegant flow gas—'way ahead of what she’d havi *ot by turn i hi' oil the burner, and the beauty of it was that nobody could turn it off. 1 couldn’t see nothin’ else to do but put me thumb over the hole, and that's | what 1 done, takin’ short breaths till | enough of the vapor had got out at the door to let tue pump somewhere near normal, and then"— “And then?” Mr. Kelly had planted his elbows upon the table, contemplat- I ing Mr. Dawson fixedly. “And then—l waited. What else i was there to do? I couldn’t sneak, leavin’ tilings that way, could I? I’d have been ashamed to look an honest man in tiie face forevermore if I’d done that. And after awhile I hears a patti-pat in tiie hall and a dopy voice say. ‘Seems to me I smell gas.’ ‘You're •lead right, me friend,’ I calls. ‘Hustle in here, and don't strike a glim for your life!’ “And then I has the pleasure of malt in' the acquaintance of the Honorable James Van Altren. He’s In his pajamas and his hair is towseled and his feet have no coverin’ and his eyes are ill inky. ’Tis two minutes maybe before he can shake himself together. The first question lie asks is a double header. ‘Who are you and what Is the tneanln’ of this?’ he says. ‘l'm a thief,’ says I, ‘and the young lady on the bed there is one too—at least she’s been tryiu' to rob the world of iter presence.’ ‘My Gawd!’ says he, seeln' what's tip. ‘And what are you doin’?’ ‘l'm boldin’ me thumb over this gas well,’ says 1, ; 'and I’m get'bi' weary.’ " ‘Oh,’ say :c and skips over to the bedside. II s'cTes the girl, and she sits up, star A . ' a wild thing. Then he turns to me agmn. 'How long have you been here?' he says. '1 don't know,’ says I. ‘but plenty long enough to save the young lady’s life. This room was a fright when 1 got here. Will you stick your thumb over this hole till I can rest me arm a bit?’ And he sticks his thumb over the hole and I bids him a courteous adieu and slides, leavin’ him there. I didn’t stop for nothin’, not even me lantern. I was sick. I was afraid 1 wouldn’t be strong enough to get to it safe place before I’d have to stretch meself. May be you remember. Muggsy, how groggy I was for a time after 1 got here?” “Yes,” responded Mr. Kelly, with a succession of nods; “I remember.” “Well, that was the string 1 had on Van, and after I’d served what l thought was a fair time for what I'd done to Snapper Griffin I writes to the governor, recallin’ to him the circum stance. And lie comes down handsome, as I was sure he would. He gives tne tlig honor of a personal interview, and he fails on me neck in a sort of a mild way and tells me that lie believes mo story regardless of the court, and lie sends me a pardon, and that's all.” “Gee!" said Mr. Kelly after a thoughtful interval. “Supposin’ Van hadn’t been elected!” “Don’t!” said Mr. Dawson. “It gives me a horrible pain to think of it!” “And the girl—what was the matter with her'?” persisted Mr. Kelly. "I didn’t ask,” responded Mr. Daw son. '"Twas none of me business." lion Riimkliiii Men Wear TB?lr Coats. When in Bussia, 1 remember' well on one occasion an athletic young Saxon shoulders and exclaiming as some ffljre went h.v muffled up in a great fur coat, of which the collar turned up as high as the top of the head, without using the sleeves, but holding the* garment on ns one might a shawl or blanket, with the hands very carefully folded Inside: “Look at that now!” Incidentally it may be remarked that this way of wearing a greatcoat, even in summer, is almost universal—l. e„ without using tiie sleeves, so much so that it is frequently so woiti iu the army by all ranks in uniform, and there is a special word in the language which designates this peculiar way of wearing a coat I tried so to wefir it once or twice, but it really is trouble some to keep on. and I am at a loss to understand how a custom neither con venient nor becoming can have be come so general as to be distinctly national.—ComhiU Magazine. Generosity. There was some cold pudding on the luncheon table, and mamma divided it between Willie and Elsie. Willie looked at his pudding, then at his mother's empty plate. “Mamma,” he said earnestly. “I ean’t enjoy my pudding when you haven't any. Take Elsie’s!” QUIET NOW IN VOGUE TURBULENCE OF STRIKERS SEEM TO BE EXHAUSTED IN LACK AWANNA REGION. Scranton, l’a., Soj t 27. —Quiet reigns in Lackawanna region today. Thero was no repetition of yesterday's dis turbance. in and about Oliphant, where tho Thirteenth regiment is encamped, tho turbulence of tiie strikers scents to have exhausted itself in the Holing of yesterday, when James Winston was killed. Two or three more ar rests were made in the Winston case today. As an effect of the rioting 25 of the non-union men employed at the Dei aware and Hudson company's Grassy Island, lSddy Creek and Oliphant No. 2 collieries quit work today. Twenty one men employed at Johnson No. 2 colliery of the Ontario and Western company also quit. They told their foremen that they were afraid to con tinue working. NO SIGN OF SETTLEMENT. American Iron and Steel Company Re fuses Offer of Striking Employes. Lebanon. Pa , Sept. 27. There is no sign of settlement of the strike at the American Iron and Steel company's plant. The modified of the strik ing employes includes the discharge of the southern negroes brought hero to take their places and to this Presi dent Sternberg has so far refused to accede. It is rumored that Pinkerton detec tives have arrived to investigate the promiscuous shooting. it is said they may cause the arrest of inmates of houses near the works and cause them to explain why pistol shots issued from their homes Sunday and Monday nights. There are now about 1.250 men and boys at work at tho plant. Tiie men who remain out number about 800. Soldiers are guarding the works and all is quiet.* BIZET AND HALEVY. The Story of the Origin of n Popti* lur Air In ‘Turmoil." Bizet, tiie composer of the world fa mous opera “Carmen,” ami Ilnlevy, ills librettist, once occupied sipnrtffieiits whose outer doors opened on the same landing. As soon as he .tad finished uti air Bizet would hasten to submit it to his neighbor, who subjected it lo the most severe criticism From morning to night the piano resounded in the composer’s apartments. One night Bizet finished a dramatic hit in which he flattered himself he hud success fully sketched the pride of a trium phant’toreador after it successful bull fight. But Ila levy listened in silence and showed but a moderate enthu siasm. Bizet, somewhat piqued, asked the cause of this coldness. “it’s good, 1 admit,” said llalevy. “In fuel, it's ton good, it larks move mentit Jacks snap in short, it’s not popular enough.” "Not popular enough!” shouted tiie piqued composer. “Do you want to write for the slumsV” He went out iu a huff, but soon relented ami in an hour returned with another air. “I,is-, ten to this,” said he; “here is my toreador idea written down to your popular level.” It was indeed the song of the toreador, and tiie only one whieh on the first night received an encore and seemed to move the first night audience from its torpor. Chicago News. The Jlurmcse ftanic of Chess. Tile Burmese game seems to be ratti er a heavy variety of chess, tile pecul iarity of it being that a pawn “queens” when it strikes an imaginary diagonal line drawn from the player's left band corner to the right hand corner lit front of hint- ills opponent's left hand cor ner. The pieces are massed on tin? player’s right hand, but the three priv ileged pawns -there are only three allowed to “queen”--can only “queen” When the queen lias been takcip We should say here that no piece equiva lent to our queen really (‘visits in east ern chess, the most powerful piece be ing equivalent to our rook or castle. Iu the Burmese game the privilege of translation confers no higher hand on a piece than that of “cliekoy”—called queen ill European equivalence by vir tue of its living unique—a piece pos sessing scarcely more power than it pawn. Tiie usual nlove of the piece called "queen” in nil oriental varie ties of chess is one square diagonally U:* it is never o of the superior pieces. London Spectator. Unr*tiro<Ml. Mrs. Meekins—What a nice lady Mrs. Selden is! Mth. Pratt—ls she? I never met her • Mrs. Meeklns— Perfect! i told her today I was ashamed of myself be cause I never had returned her call, and she said, very politely, you know, that I needn’t worry myself; that L could keep it as long as 1 pleased.— Boston Transcript. R. C. Baumgartner, at the corner of Monk and Grant streets is headquar ters for everything in me meat line. Save money by calling on him. Mattings and Ruggs at never heard of bargains on Monday anj Tuesday at his follow reputdicansr xie aas gone i4eller ' s - . y. 4 c TIIE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS. ISSUES A CIRCULAR * ! treasurer of the united i STATES SETS FORTH THE CONDITIONS. V Washington, Sept. 27.—Secretarj Shaw today issued the following cit> cuiar. carrying out his announcement regarding the prepayment of the inter est on bonds of the United States: . "In pusuance of authority contained in section 3099 of the revised statute.: of the United States, public notie4 Is hereby given that the interest ma turing on the several interest rates between and including Nov. 1, 1902, and July. 1903, on the registered and coupon bonds of tin* United States, will be prepaid with a rebate of two tenths of 1 per cent per month on the amount prepaid under the following conditions:. "Owners of- registered bonds desir ing prepayment must present then bonds to' the treasurer or some assist ant treasurer of the United States, who will stamp upon the face of the bonds the tact of such prepayment and return them to the owners with tiie interest for tho periods above men. tinned, less the rebate. National banks owning bonds deposited with the treasurer of the United States tu secure circulation or deposit may ob tain prepaymetot upon application tit the treasurer of the United States. “The-bonds so*held, the Interest oil which is prepaid, will be stamped as above indicated. Coupons maturing upon the dates included in this circu lar may be presented for prepayment at the off Ino of the treasurer of tha United States or any assistant treas urer. in calculating the amount of rebate to ho allowed any fractional part of a-month will be reckoned as a full month, and the rebate for such fractional part of a month calculated as a. full month wffl-1 be retained by the this circular will begin Wednesday. United States. Prepayment, under Oct 1, VJu2, and will continue until Oct. 30. but prepayment of interest as regards bonds of the loans of 1904, 190 k and 1925 will not be made while the hooks of those iloans are closed.” Notification of Bond Purchase. Washington, Sept. 27. —The secre tary of the treasury has Issued the fol lowing circular: “By virtue of tin) authority contained in section 3fi94 of the revised statutes, notice is hereby given that this department will pur chase any of the United States 5 per cent bonds of the loan of 1904. if pre sented for that purpose on or before Oct. .15, next, and will pay for them at the rate of 105 fiat. Bonds may bo presented at. this department, division of loans and currency, or at the office of the assistant treasurer of the Unit ed States at New York. (Signed) L. M. Shaw, Secretary.” THU PALATIAL OGLETHORPE. A Magnificent Tourists and Commer cial Hotel and a Popular Hostelry. A good hotel, and one where the average wayfarer may feel at home and have the comforts incident to home life, is indeed a luxury, and one that Brunswick can well boast. The Oglethorpe, which for years has been a matter of pride to this city,' is under the exclusive management of Hugh Porter, a hotel man of long and successful experience, and who has Un happy faculty of making cacti of his guests feel that he or s,.e is absolu tely at home. Under the management of Mr. Por ter, the Oglethorpe has become a dls ; tinetive Brunswick institution and I our people as a whole are more inter ested In the suecess of Hie business 1 now, Ilian has been the ease In many j years. , in addition to the business of the I house, Mr. Porter and his estimable wife have succeeded in making the hotel the social mocca of the city and ! all affairs of a social nature are given in this very popular place. The building has recently been thor oughly remodeled, and many notable improvements have been made in a ‘every department. Of recent, years Mr. Porter has ca tered largely to the commercial tour ist and in this respect be has been successful and now the “man of the road” feels that he is at home when he is onct- registered at. the Oglethorpe. Tliti clerical and other .orces of the Oglethorpe are strictly up-to-date and in every detail the advice is ail that tne avareg guest could desire. J. K. Arlcoge, a very popular young man. is the head clerk, Robert Bunk ley, an old hotel man, Is night clerk and Leo Kaufman, a clever good fel low is bookkeeper, the whole making a splendid office force. Tne Oglethorpe is steadily growing with those wliyi have been its guests and the public generally, and under the present able management the News is certain that Its prosperity will increase. Honest Joe will on Monday 29th. sell s2.nu ladies' and gents’ shoes for 98 cents. If you would save money on your meat bill, call at R. C. Baumgartners at the corner of Monk and u rant streets. Bargain Sales Continue. The bargain sale of Mrs. M. Isaao continues and is a source of inter est to the buying public. Mrs. Isaac really has some genuine bargains this week and those who contemplate making purchases In her line will do well to call at her popular place. t \ BEFORE THE l : PANif, By AC. [ * ROUSEY f CojiyriflW, V.ml, by .1. C. liduitcu !* Murdock was wasting time. The profligate knew it. Looking at the adornments one would like to buy for a girl when you know you are head over heels in debt aud probably going to remain so indefinitely is sheer uou sen.se. Presently be became aware that be was not alone. A shadow cast by the noontide sun showed the outlines of a broad brimmed hat, a pair of equally broad shoulders and an imirtistieally big blind holding fast to a yellow grip. : He edged away from the stranger. The stranger drew closer. “Guess they want a heap for those things, oh: Do you think they’re real diamonds?” the origin of the shadow said impersonally. Murdock looked around and found himself the only auditor. He glanced quizzically at tho speaker, then at the grip. The latter bore three initials and the magic word “Wyoming.” That interested him. Ho looked again at the targe features of the stranger. Ordinarily lie was opposed to promiscuous conversation, but Wy oming anything connected with Wyo ming -made him think of his trip to his churn's ranch, where lie had expe rienced unadulterated western wel come. So he a nswored: “Yes; they are the real stuff." “Well, if some people I know of in Wyoming wore here and saw them, guess they’d put bars on these win dows,” observed the other, who re joiced in thf inline of Rill Hehuer. But when Murdock turned the con versation on Wyoming tho stranger became suspicious and reticent. He bad heard of “gold brick” and “saw dust” games and the way well dressed strangers would try to become ac quainted by talking of home. When Murdock asked him if he knew a man who lived on the next ranch, lie felt sure tiiis young exquisite was up to something. But he was interested In spite of himself. “There is no place like Wyoming,” declared Murdock finally. “You are right there. Soon as I get my business done here New York can't hold me for a minute.” “in tow'll on business, eh?- Perhaps 1 can help you,” said Murdock affably. "He’s one of ’em, but he’ll get left this trip,” commented the stranger to himself. “I ain’t on here lo buy no .gold bricks nor sawdust nor nothing,” he said aloud, with a stern look. “1 am going to do a little in that line my self.” “Wliat, sell gold bricks in New j York?” queried Murdock. “Bet your boots! I got a block of - stock—Northern Pacific. 11 ain't worth more'll 50 cents on the dollar out there. Folks know too much about that road. Dfid got stuck with it; so did a kit of our people; so they put me up, after tiie shearing was over, to sell it east, where people ain’t likely to know so much us we do.” The westerner smiled. He felt sure lie had defined the situa tion pretty clearly. Murdock looked with half closed eyes at the gem of a chatelaine—a lit j tie affair studded with diamonds. He j felt (Bril' she was wearing it already. | “Ahem!" he said cautiously. "There . are always plenty of 'come ons’ in town. 1 know where they.make them.” The other looked a'trifle bewildered. “Fact is, I am with a concern that deals ill them.” Then his caution yield ed to Ids excitement. "Say, don’t say I anything about that or those things— ' nnd go hack to your hotel —and, say, try and stay there. I I'll bring some one up or I’ll bo up to buy them to - day.” j The other was about to ask a ques . (lon. | “i’ll get you par value for that stuff. Is that enough?” ; “Why, yes; tneirc’ii I expected. But, say, young man, who are you?” j “Me—me?” The-son of Xlunlock, tiie ' millionaire hanker, stood in shocked Surprise. “Wli.v. I— I am Vanderbilt, Ilarri man. Hilt, Gage and the whole hunch. I” He saw the uselessness of trying (o convince the incredulous westerner. He turned away in disgust, it was maddening. Tiie little watch in the window seemed four blocks away. But tlds westerner followed him aft er a moment. “Say. young man, I may be mistak en. Tilings ain’t the same here as In Wyoming, but if you're a friend of Jimmie Walcott's that settles it. 1 am stopping at tiie Vondome, and I won’t offer my stock toduy, and we’ll see, eh?” Murdock nodded stiffly. The little watch nestled in Ids [foeket. He could almost bear it tick. Murdock entered the office of the syndicate manager, wtiere lie was fill ing the nominal position of “boy” for the nominal sahrry of $5 weekly and a vast fund of .experience, worth thou sands per minute. The head of the bookkeeping depart ment looked at the clock as lie entered “Half an hour late, Mr, Murdock. Too busy buying stock or dipping your father’s coupons, i suppose, to attend to our trifling affairs.” The employ ment of embryo millionaires In office positions tried Mr. Morris’ democratic soul. “Why, yes—quite right! How did you guess it?” replied Murdock. He went to Ids desk and rolled back the top. Tiie bookkeeper followed him with n frown. I '‘Boss bought any more Northern Pa- SEPTEMBER 28, oifie today, Mr.\ Morris?” be asked cheerfully. Mr. Morris rewarded him with a dig nified stare from his four foot from the ground perch and over the top of his two inch collar, but did not reply. He luid made a persistent effort to in duce the young man to speak more re spectfully of the head of the firm. Be sides, It was very had taste to make fun of tile lack of Northern Pacific in that office. Murdock look tiie implied rebuke j philosophically unu repeated the ques tion. ! “Look here, young man, if you don’t stop trying to be funny you’ll have to hunt another job! Your jests, sir, are very ill timed! I am getting tired of your airs.” His anger made his pen shake, and a big blot dropped upon the Immaculate page. He gasped and dug at it with an eraser, forgetful of the very exist ence of the “boy.” Murdock stood for a moment In thought. Then lie threw his head hack i nnd walked slowly into the holy of holies, the private office of the “boss.” The boss looked up when the young ! man entered, then turned to his work quickly. lie did not know half his em- I ployees. To him they were simply j parts of the machinery of whieh lie i was the motive power. The young '■ man was out of place in his private ! office, but possibly some readjustment ' of the machinery warranted his ap j pen ranee there for a moment. “Mr. Ganmor,” began the young man. He felt a little timid, notwith | standing his wealthy connections. ] “XX'hat?” the financier shouted, atar i tied at being addressed. I “You—you I heard you were buying Northern Pacific. I want to sell you some.” Murdock spoke quickly, for j fear ids own dignity might be hurt if I the financier got n word in. ' “Want to sell me some!” repeated the boss in a dazed fashion, looking up from a schedule which showed that ho still lacked 75,000 shares of control. Twenty-five thousand of that he could not get. Fifty thousand he might get if he knew just who had it. He glanced at the athletic figure again. “You are one of my employees, are you not?” Murdock nodded. “What bid?" he said. “What! Northern Pacific! XX'here did you get it? Explain yourself, young man. Sit down.” Tiie financier turned his powerful mind loose on the prob lem of getting those shares. Then he recognized the youth. It was old Mur dock’s son. it flashed through his mind that Murdock senior had some of the certificates, although he had denied it the day before. “XVliut bid?” repeated Murdock Jun ior. “The market price, of course. Know ! it?” The youth amused him a chip of the old block evidently. There was a twinkle of mirth in the big man’s eye. It would be a good story to tell the boy's father. Murdock shook his head. “Not emmgli, sir.” “A half, then.” “Not enough.” “Two hundred for immediate deliv ery.” Tho financier smiled. It was a precious thing to be aide to smile dur ing business hours. "Not enough,” tiie young man repent ed. lie saw the smile. In tiis mind was ticking loudly the little' watch, l Now it bad a diamond studded chain attached. A pair of blooded horses, drawing a dinky sulky, was coming down the road, too —in bis mind. "See here, boy. How much do you want? How much have you got? And where did you get it?” The big man ceusod smiling. Five points already over the market price, it was no smil ing matter. “Two hundred and fifty. Don’t know. Don't care to state,” Murdock said calmly, with a shrewd look. The team swept into full view. "Bought at $250, you blamed rascal! Deliver it In three hours!” The finan cier roared ns if ho was on the floor of the exchange. Murdock trembled witli joy. The door opened violently, and tiie bookkeeper rushed in. He had heard the word “rascal” and waited for nothing more. He grabbed Mur dock by the collar and yelled: “Get out j of here, you idiot! How dare you come in here? It was not my fault, Mr. Gaumor.” The boss shouted something. The bookkeeper heard it as in a dream. He stared as he saw tiie “boy” and the j “boss” exchange friendly grins, then I Murdock turned to him and, straight | ening bis collar, said, “We’ll let it pass, j Mr. Morris." A tall westerner roamed the metrop olis for a week in company with a weil groomed young clubman, and they saw New York. Next summer a lilt of femininity, who wears the diamond studded chate laine and rides with Murdock behind the blooded horses, is going to Wyo ming to "rough it” with her husband aud Bill Helmer. Tlic Bi'.t Period of Life. The best half of life is In front of the mail’of forty if he be anything of a man. The work be will do will be done witli the hand of a master and not of a raw apprentice. The trained, intellect does not “see men as trees walking,” but sees everything clear and in just measure. The trained temper does nut rush nt work like a blind bull at a haystack, but advances with the calm and ordered pace of conscious power nnd deliberate determination. Ex change. The Real Thins?. Mr. Parvenu Is exhibiting his new house to a friend, who pauses before a finely carved mantel. Friend—-What an exquisite thingl Carrara, isn’t it? Host No, indeed; it’s the genuine marble.—Judge. , .