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i 1 f. At I -will fc.;:l It to !i t"i returns," c : J T.f-'.r?? "I would pre'er to wait unt'.l 6he i r 'crcs, If it's aU the same to you." "Absurd! the my bo absent for sor tlnn," "Nevertheless, Mr. Keleey, I will malt." persisted Boyd. "My patience will not be severely tried, and I wish to see her." "For what?" "Tou shall know when she arrives." ' Kelsey -could no longer command .himself, ft aot of which he wag-pain V" fully obvious. He stood trembling; vis ibly, with hands clenohed as if to gov ern hla perturbation while his glltter- ing eyes had taken on the hunted look of an animal at bay. .' Suddenly he stepped forward, as if hit with an idea. - .". "If yo are thus determined," he cried resentfulV. 'T'l e K I can And - her. She mar be In . the room ol a friend across the hall. I'll see if she Is thr,.and will bring!" v ; But Fellr Boyd tell back a step, and checked him with a gesture. 'Wop a bit." he curtly commanded. "Ton need not bring her, Mr Kelsey." ,,Biit "1 prefer that you should wait with ' me until she arrives." t "For what reason?" the, young man now cried angrily. This is absurd! For what reason, I say?" ' , '10 Hoe more you shall know when be arrives.' . "But I cam bring her " - ' "I do not wish It." . - - ' 'This is absurd I'll not submit to It!" cried Kelsey, with' his. voice grown shrill, and his lithe, slender figure shaken with passion. "Let me , pass! Let me pass, I say! I'll see If I can find , . her," -.i -,V t Boyd threw out his arnfc and now cried sternly: "Tou will remain here, Mr. Kelsey." - The young man fell back a step, with hands fiercely c.enched, and Upjf ,. mutely: twitching. For a moment, he seemed at a loss what to do. Then .. his restless glance, which , had been ;: darting from windowHo door, and '-.from door to window, suddenly saw that the key of the door was missing . v he knew it was where he had left It In the hall outside. is '4?';, ' ' t He seized upon the one bare chance - - the situation "presented, yet was craf ty even In his swelling desperation. He turned on his heel, and strode to one side, nearer the window, crying - shrilly: . . N "You are mad stark mad, sir! Un less you let .'me go, I will ring for help! Tou shall be ejected from my rooms! Tou shall be" v At that' point he turned, however, with face convulsed with desperate resolution. With a bound as light as that of a panther, he leaped toward , 'the door, his design being to gain the hall, i and quickly lock Boyd In the rcom. - . Boyd had suspected his intentions, however, and met him half way, With . a loap to one side, he caught the fren- fcled man in his arms, crushing him for an Instant to his breast. Then came the culmination the ' - Jast discovery Boyd, with all his dis cernment, anticipated. For a mingled scream and moan of anguish and dismay broke from Kel sey's Hps; and Boyd suddenly realized that tho yielding form he held was t , not that of a man! "uood ooa: ' he cried, with anirre- pressible gasp. "A woman!" Involuntarily he had released her, and fell back toward the door. He now saw It all, this game from beginning to end, and that the clever and crafty party confronting him was but little more than a girl, surely not above 21 , That her cunning did not end with this unexpected disclosure of her sex, however, he very speedily learned A flood of crimson had risen Over t the face of the shrinking gorl. whose -passionate frenzy appeared instanly dispelled. Mute and abashed, she start ed for a moment at Boyd's startled countenance, then suddenly burled her , face In her hands, and burst Into a flood of tears. Boyd had no time for expressing sympathy, however, even if so inclin ed. He at once produced the box of , hogus rings, saying curtly: "I also have brought these home to ; you. young woman, along with the crime mat goes witn tnem. a very shrewd game you've been playing, for , a-fact Luckily, I- " "Oh, I'H confesssitLXU confess - all!" Interrupted the girl, with her , . voice choked with welling sobs. "1 am guilty. My name is Celeste " "Yes; Int. weir aware of It." "You know that, too?" "Where are the stolen rings? Come, coma, tears will not avail you any- . thing. I want the rings at once, and "They are here, they are here, sir," sobbed and moaned the girl, tottering . to a desk In one corner of the room. - "Oh, dh, If I return them, sir, can not c.vold prosecution ? This is my first offense, and I" ; "Enough of that." uald Boyd stern . . ly, as he rejoined her at the desk. "In this bag, eh ? Yes, so they are, the en tiro lot A very clever Job, my girl, I'm , . TBure. You now will havo to go with me." , - Sobbing as if her heart were break- ing, Celeste, which , was really her name, had produced & small plush ' frpm the desk, in which Boyd quick ly discovered the missing rings. With , his last remarks, he thrust the bag Into his pocket, and laid hs hand on ' the arm of the weeping girl. - "But I I can't go thus!" she moan a plteouBly; "I I first must make i A tVajge. At least let me let mo put "Cvt suitable clothing." r Jf'This suit served you well enough in' your Knavery," growled Boyd, - glancingabout. . - "But I I '-" '.Where are your other garments?" Interrupted Boyd, with implacable au : sterlty, , - - "In the next room see for your sell," wept Celaste. "It will take but llttla time for me to change" "I propose to see for myself," growl ed Boyd, striding toward the room in " tllcated. "No back stairway escape for you, my clever tnias, take my word for that" , 1 "Indeed, sir, I will hot attempt it." ."See that you don't I'll let you ' ..make the change, since I shall wait here for your confederate, who should presently - '' He was Interrupted. A clock on church nearby struck three. The last clang of the bell had not sounded however, when a "heavy hand was laid on the knob' of the door. The face, voice and bearing of Ce , loste changed like a flash. She darted to one side, with her eyes fairly blast ing, and uttered single - piercing .-, shriek. - "Don't enter! Beware!" she scream ..J t.-.j lute. iv.ru: ,r hai tii r partly open wtwn Boyd turned, nd the latter behold Ua face. God! The !g Fingor!" h roared involuntarily. So, Indeed, it wes; and the man s hard, vicious countenance, when he be. held Felix Boyd in the room, took on a change that pen could not describe. A criminal and a cur always, less loyal to the girl than she had been to him, the Big Finger looked efter himself alone. As Boyd sprang toward him, he yiosd the door with a thundering bang and turned the key. , Boyd Instantly whipped out his re volver, and fired three shots through the door. ' A yell of derision answered them. Then the closing of a second door fell upon his rears He swung round , with an oath. He alone stood In the curling smoke that - now filled the chamber. Celeste had darted Into the Inner room, and closed and locked the door. . : v " !'-rsJ'' "K ,':'.'i: ' Good-hy! Good-y!. Mr. Officer!" she screamed through the panel, as Boyd wrenched vainly at ' the : knob. Tou may see me later unless I see you first!". , . si " It was a situation and turn or ar- fairs to have enraged any man, yet 1t served only to bring Into play all that was most daring and desperate in Fe lix Boyd's nature. With a snarl of sup pressed fury, he darted to one of the front -windows, and threw It open 'to look down. The central office man was at that moment entering the hotel. "Jlmmle! Jlmmie!" shrieked Boyd, discharging his revolver Into the air. "Jlmmle, I say!" . "The Big Finger Inside!" yelled Boyd, like a man in a frenzy! "The Big Finger!. Nail him as he comes down!" . . - r Coleman waved his hand, and dash ed Into the house. . Boyd . then turned, and darted through an adjoining ; room : of the suite, and reached one of the rear windows. On a heavy iron hook In the casing hung a long coil of rope, a fire-escape, knotted at intervals. With out an instant's hesitation, Boyd threw open the window, and cast out the line. . :r',r:&-';o--; ..;'. ; Then he went over (be sill.' and, sus pended 60 feet above the pavements, he lowered himself to the window be low what from whicTi he had emerged, which, -fortunately, was pen. He swung himself into the room. The suite corresponded to the one above. Darting into the .room below that In which Celeste had eluded him, Boyd discovered a door leading to a back stairway. He never could have told Just how he went down the ithree flights of stairs, ; or whiy his brains were not knocked out in the headlong descent. As he came down the last flight, how ever, he found himself In a side cor ridor of the hotel, not far from the of fice. For an instant, he scarce knew which way to turn In search of his quarry, for there was not a person in sight. Then, darting out of a coat-room near by, Into which she had entered in the hope of securing a hat or cap, came Celeste! She recoiled as If struck with a whip and then Felix Boyd agalnhad her in his arms. "So, so, my pretty maid!" he cried triumphantly. "Despjlte that you're a woman I'll hoi you this time!" "Hold, and be d d!" hissed Ce leste, with resentful eyes upturned to his. ' ' - Just before 5 o'clock that afternoon, Mr. Felix Boyd, accompanied by the central office man, entered the private office of Dabney & Co., in which the head of the flrrrj then was seated. Placing a small pasteboard box and a plweh bag on the merchant s desk, 4M. Ma. A I Boyd said quietly: Here are your stolen rings, Mr. Dabney, In this bag. The ibox of bo gus ones ah! well, you may keep them as a gift from your humble servant." Dabney,. shaking hands, tore open the dainty bag, and viewed its glitter ing contents. All here! Every one!" he cried. leaping up. "Good heavens, Mr. Boyd, how did you accomplish it?" Boyd laughed softly, and dropped into the nearest chair. "very easily," said he dryly. "If you carefully examine the lacquer table which I ahem! recently purchased. you will find that; In writing her note on a single sheet of paper, the pencil used by the' thief was applied so forc ibly, probably under secret excitement, that the polished surface of the table cairries'a faint Indention of each word that she Inscribed." "Te gods!" v "If you tip the table so that the light strikes it properly, you may read with but little difficulty: 'Exchange made! Hotel Tripoli, three sharp! Ce leste.' r ",s "Gooff heavens! is thato?" "Decidedly so." smiled Boyd. "That appointment' thus discovered, ' Mr. Dabney, the rest was comparatively easy." ' ' ' ' "V" Dabi.ey threw both hands Into the air. . ::, , ':.:." ' "If you ever ask me for a bill of that table. Mr. Felix !Boyd," he cried, with a ringing laugn, -you wm onena me beyond telling." "Good enough, sir," . smiled Boyd, rising to go. "I will keep the table as a reminder of a deucedly ' clever and dangerous woman." "Tou certainly measured her cor ectly, Felix," said Coleman, reverting to Boyd's last remark, as the two men sauntered toward Pine street. "Tes, so I think. Jlmmle," nodded Boyd. "It's well we have her behind the bars." "Yet what an interna! shame that her. confederate r escaped," growled Coleman. "Do my very best, Felix, I could not locate him." "Humph!' hiughed Boyd. "Jt's not the first time wehave found the Big Finger too slippery for us. But we'll land him yet sooner or later we'll land him. Take, my word for that, Jlm mie, dear boy. I'm on the trail of the Big Finger. Here, have a Henry Clay." (THE END). Wants Harathon Racing Cut Oat of the lUng Some Knocks for Present Day Fakers Tells Gov. Hughes He lias to lighting' Eye and Advises HJm to Put on the Gloves Glad He's a Kicker and Will Stay One The Kickers Make Progress Some Advice on Drinking Worth a For tune to Any Men AVho Will Follow During the time I was In the ring many a good man went down and out before me, and all of them took the count on the level. : They didn't arrange for it bef orehand Tet there Isn't one of my knuckles sprung. I haven't any cauliflower ears, end my nose is as pretty as when I used to gd out to city Point In Boston Sunday afternoons to watoh the schooners go by. I took some good clout in my time, hut I am less marked up than some of the football players, barring the places on my feet where they used to spike me when wa fought on the turf. We didn't learn how to sidestep ft punch, the game being to walk into it and swap wallop for i wallop. I looked upon fighting as something to be done up brown and we didn't know anything about handing out sassy slap on the wrists such as you see for your money in abouts to day. Pve been told that some of the fighters Tve put away were scared to reata wlien they faced me in the ring. " Arthur Chambers, Who was behind Tug Wil son when we men, says he told Tug to get after me hard, and although tre Englltshman meant well he said afterwards he forgot all about Ar thur's advice when he saw me dash at him "like a bloody bleeding bulL" A lot of new Bports will say this dope is all right up to a certain point but it don't spoil the fact that is was the taps of a fancy boxer that put me up Dizzy Alley and took the cham plonship away from me. Correct, but it wasn't so much the taps as It was the laps of the footracethat did me up, bo my argument in favor of the old-time punch stays put.; When you're fighting, why not fight, and cut out the Marathon racing in the ring? Some Knocks for the Present Day Fa- -s ; v':";'? kers. A lot of people think I don't do anything but talk of fighting and f Igh ters. I'd rather talk about a lot of other matters. I'm hshamed of being knows as a fighter, but there are so many , interesting discoveries coming every day that I want to know about that matter get more into my thlnk- box than do the socalled fighters. See that Mttle skit done by Jack O'Brien and T. Burns, Esq? The Philadelphia reformer is getting most of the abuse, while Burns has had some praise for exposing the trick. But Burns did two things with O'Brien to fake and then gave him the double cross in the ring. They're a pretty pair. ' I could have put the public wise Idng ago to some of these Imitation fighters, but what's the use of preach ing to a nubile that has stood for all these cold deals that have been pelted at them from Frisco to Boston, and back again? -btpsPwsted aBs.vm -eh.vdfcll shrd By and by the fighting game will straighten outfor the fakers are near ly all in and the new crop ought to tako a lesson from the mistakes of the hasbeen. There's too much scien ce and frazzled finance In the ring today. The work may look prettier than in the old days, but it Isn t so honest, and pretty fighters with dirty tails to their kites will be forgottbn when the men who kept the sport on the level are honored fro their rough house honesty. You can take . this prediction from John L. Sullivan. "Tow Have the Fighting Eye" He Tells Gov. Hughes. ' I told Gov. Hughes of New York some things a couple of months ago, when I called on him to ask htot to pardon an innocent man who is doing the because he wanted to be a good fellow and stand for.another man's crime. "You hav the fighting eye, Gov- evrnor, as I size you up," salya I, "and It would help you a whole lotVJ you'd put on the gloves and punch up some of those fellows In the Senate." As Senaior Pat. McCarren was along with me It gave him a chance to re port back. "I wish I had your constitution, Mr. SulUvan," said the Governor, side stepping my lead,, and coming .back. smiling with the remark that be was glad to see me, as he had heard or me since he was a boy. One thing about Hughes that shows he is game is the fact that he isn't afraid to make fun of his own whisk ers. He wears auite a bush on his face, and there's a hard Jaw there, even if you can't see it He's no quitter, take it from me. and he has a kick every time there's ft chance to work in a klok, and that doesn't mean that he uses a hammer. " ''' If he and Bryan got into the next battle for the presidency it will te ft peach of a fight I met Bryan in Bridgeport and saw that he was a fine fellow. He and Hughes are Al kickers and it's kickers and fighters the peo ple are looking for these days to pull off these arguments with the trusts. ITS THE KICKER THAT MAKES PROGRESS. All my life there's been ft kick com ing from me when there- was any chance to make one, ana you can count me among the kickers till I cash In. All the leaders in averythlng are kickers, never hanging back because kick meant a fignt with only the short end in sight for them. A kick er Is a fighter and a fighter is a win ner in the long run. He loses out some times, but the scores he more wins than" he does loses. . Patrick A, Collins, who was mayor of Boston when he died, told me that was the fighters and kickers that made progress. He was talking to me on Washington street and he pointed to the Ames building, at that time one of the biggest buildings In Boston, ana said: v.- v r '0;-- ;; ;'.r There's a monument to a kicker. One Suriday, Fred Ames came down to do something In his 6fflce, which was in a building owned by a man who didn't believe that people ought to breathe on Sunday. Ames was told by the watchman he could not get into the bulldnar on Sunday, and although Ames stormed and argued, he couldn't ret Into the building on Sunday. Ames Tr nii hv the watchman he couldn't get by. ' . .; ', -' "All mht" says Ames, arter kick ing, "I'll build a place where the doors won't (be nailed up on Sundays., Ana that building Is the result. I know the Mnr in trnt." nld Mr. Collins, "be cause Fred Ames told it to me."; Kickers? Count off all the big men of this nation. Jiving or dead, ana every one is in the kicker class, ana I'm prond to be caliea a Kiexer. EITHER SIDE OF A BAR IS A LOS - " ING PLACE. By the grapevine telegraph I get the news that Jeffries la out of the ring for opd, that he Is well fixed and AAMin't need more money. Also the tip comes that he Is going into the booze hunt iiens I don't know Jeff's nnanciai standing, but' whether, he's quit the ring or not, I want to tell him he's ft chumn to . go running a gin, mill, no matter if he does need the money I have had a lot of experience In the..booze business, playing it both ways, and I solemnly swear that it's a losing game, nd matter which side of the bar you're on. When I peitea from one thirst parlor to another, with' crowd-at my heels, .putting out money to buy liquor for people rho didn't need it any more than I did, It waB a losing game. I don't mean the money part so much as the rest, although I never tookfl a nickel of change once my money was laid on a bar. . And owning a gin mill is worse than patronizing ie. You have to be hep with everybody, and Jeff, with : his frosty front, couldn't stand It for a week, even If the gang would stand for such a poor mixer as he Is. I've owned upwards of half a hun dred saloons in my time, and have traded In red liauor emporiums from here to, well, all over, and there's nothing In It either way. I have proved that I didn't care for fire-water, by dropping it for over two years, and you can bet you couldn't pull me Into the owning end of a Jag factory, not with all kinds of inducements. My advice to the men who are on either side of the bar to out the whole thing, and change their luck whHe rhey have a chance. Don't I know? Why, to be ahje to give 4he above ad vice Tve paid out bundles of money, and wasted years learning the lesson. And this advice Is worth ft bank-account to any younc man who will follow it. . . . Yours truly, r . ,r,l n i.o .1 u'.i.i I C.J cot L I k. s-uce C:cn I s.;:v csnviacel V.Lt he f . 1 not fu-d it. "It was In imy collo- days ," my .Grange host continued. do not be surprised. I was a student once and am one yet. Here are my 'books my sole companions. With them I spend whole days. Three years I tolled at college, toiled in earnest for I craved to know. Nor was (my labor all in vain as this key proves." The madman held up to the light hie watch-fob from whioh depended a key of the Phi Beta Kappa society. see: the three ureeg a etc era ana the hand and stars you, too, ere col lege "bred? AM then you under stand. So to any senior year I passed. Then came the thing that wtecked my life and put me here. "One afternoon I enavea. AU atone stood before ny tnirror. Ah! my friend, have you . ever, when alone. watched the bright blade pass down J a malady that wove Itself mto my be across your ace, felt its keen edge I rag and became ft part of my very Dress ently on your throat and soul, i orooaea over my arawuon, thoueht how easllv. how oulokly it t- t: ' . j '. 9 v ' y I ;. AU fc! '.it I iiir -red. 1 culj wt re I I cou-1 not stop U tUe jt:? j of the frenzy I fied .and s:ru--kJ. Like pictures frexm a creaja snatches of that t.' 1 i&nh over me. some times I feel tie sharp pain of th-s brtarg "tearing my flsh, sometime I hear the hushed sighing of the wind in the pine trees, sometimes I eee Wie moon float through a cloud-rift la the sky nothing is dlfldnot At day break I found nyifc tar away, my olothmg torn la slvreda, wy body bruised and faoerated-v-anl with the light of my reason returned, Pain fully I mad my way back to my room. Not even my roommate knew. "That was only the beginning. For a time I remained X ooWege, quiet, apparently my old self again. But gradually, with , none of the sudden ness of the first attack, any madness returned to tn rwyw In the form of could allp beneath the skin, strike through the flesh, and cut the cord of life? Have you ever wondered then if - would cause you pain, ir you wvm really suffer or if t would not rather brine- a sense of pleasure, a vague feeling of rest, of relief, of huss, such as one experience m dream? Then has some inhuman power, pitiless, overwhelming, ever gripped you by he -wrist to force the weapon toward, to pierce the life tnat struggled to oppose it? So it was wltlb. mel v'v;-: ; rv.-Mv. And the bitter oruetty of that power 1 rl fought, I strove Against It, the self within tn cried out to live and yet, like those of the bird charm ed by the serpent my rs nevr lert the glittering ste-L With infinite loathing I gazed upon It rat tne same instant its - fine . edge tempted me, promised caress as soft, as de lightful as e. sweetheart's. I quiv ered. I writhed In unspeakable agony till closer drew the blade. I would have screamed aloud my tongue-re fused utterance." As the madman spoke I had watch ed him with increasing apprehension. However, no sign of violent emotion had appeared in his face; on the con trary It was quite calm. Neverthe less I interrupted him at this point by again turning; to the ruard. "Are you not afraid the recital may excite your patient ?" I began, "No," he returned, "it has Just the opposrte effect His condition's al ways better after he has had the op portunity of telling hie story.", "You eee I am quite an -eccentrlo madman," the speaker , resumed, with a smile, "but rest assured that I did not kill myself, for I am still her. Just as the demon seemed to have completely mastered ttneI had ok ed my eyes, my teeeh were eet, I al most felt the cold steel In my throat the door opened. My roommate entered. At the sound of hie step the spell fell partly from me. My arm relaxed a thin crimson line showed on my neck. I turned. My room mate's back was .toward me; he had not noticed ray condition. In a sec ond the frenzy swept back upon me" but this time not for myself. Like a tiger I crouched, my breath came irt gasps, my hands clutched convulsive ly, noiselessly I leaned toward him. momentarily I recoiled from the act. I summoned all of my powers to one mighty effort, I, wrestled as in a spasm and won. Casting the razor upon the dresser, I dashed from my room. He had not seen me." Almost imperceptibly, I Imagined, the madman had leaned toward ne; again, I fancied that I had caught the sbrange glitter In hla eye. In voluntarily I moved away from him, I recalled Incidents of my childhood which I now saw pointed clearly to the. insanity that I was fast approach, ing. "At last the very glitter of a pen knife in enothera ; hand r served to rouse me, uie oecaime unoearaioie. One day I slipped away. -...Vr,; "No one knew of my departure, no one knew whither I went Through many strange lands , among peoples who spoke strange tongues, 1 travel ed. In every climate I wndred, sometimes choosing the solitary road- H 8; a;ma rt-t of any t!a terror of my dreams, my; . 1 i :i. It :tan I ev- orten i mvxi t. ing, to escape the cocvi;i of f terrible deed. liow soon nJ t t frenzy turn me on myself fl j'un on soma innocent victim 7 I cou 1 not know and yet I could not eui- mft myself ea a madman. "In one last desperate hop I turn ed te our Southern mountain end there I found salvation almost in a wvrr an Ah! it ix iLw.vm thortk friend, that we find the influence that saves it saved we can be. With the sight of Margaret my torment waa. for the first tlra in two years, forgot ten. In the things of which she talk ed I grew interested; mjr rnadne.s vanished. Then the color came back " to my cheeks, the glory of life to. my heart -aPor Margaret loved me. w were married. To Pari Venlc across the Alps ttiroug h Italy we Journeyed. We spent a winter on the shores of th Mediterranean. . Ah! Paradise! for on who has been caet tn the depths of bell -to be drawn back! - But you can never understand Jor you can never knowl" Now the madman's face softened. I understood why the recital quieted him. I had almost forgotten the fire (Continued On Pag Four.) The South's Largest and Oldest. The life Insurance Company of Virginia HOME OFFICE - - RICHMOND ORGANIZED 1871. 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The young hares in the same districts, too, hav suffered severely. - - , As the long, severe winter killed off great quantities of the bigger gam in the mountains and forests, the shoot ing outlook generally Is extremely un promlBlng. v r;-;r'' 'yr A? --m f'And now I will show you a pa tient who la insane and still la not in sane." T -As) the guard made this paradoxi cal announcement ' ne preparea 10 open the door before which we had fitopied, his chin slightly elevated, met my eye squarely. ' , "Mr. Harriman," said (a guard, "I t bring a visitor Mr. Burton." t The patient bowed ' and extended ' his hand. I shook it. Thr , something so unusual about belng fi His appearance will deceive you," celve- In this conventional manner he continued. "From every; Indlca- .by a lunatic that i ten omewhat tu tlort you will judge him . entirely at ease. Then, too, we had Juet come sane. Allow nim to WK to you a irom ne waru 01 -uiw vrwojii iiimum,, he wishes; you will find him later- ana tne cries or. it inmates emu estlng. However, do not by any i rung in my ears. . Nevertheless I , chance onen vour knife in his pros ence. The signi 01 a viaue 01 any kind render him violent; otherwise he is perfectly' harmless." The guard swung the door open, and we entered a well lighted cham ber of comfortable dimensions. X noticed at once that the furnishing of the department, -while simple in detail, were In quality much supe rlor to that ox tne nutings tnrougn out the rest of the asylum, and I was furthermore amazed to perceive, along one wait a eet of shelves com pletely filled with books. In the cen tre of the room stood a desk covered with writing matrelal, from beside which the occupant of the chamber rose as w entered, and advanced to meet us. He was a man of appar ently 8S or 40, of , medium height, with a wlry figure. His dress, al though plain, was scrupulously neat. As) he came toward ut I was struck by the elasticity cf hi etep end by his superb carriage. H held himself erect, and with his head thrown back gripped hla hand aa If ft wr an ev-' ery-uay occurrence por tne to De re ceived by madmen, and looked him in the face. There I found no sign of mental aberration; a slight pallor wa th only thin that seemed un natural. He returned toy gas stead ily and smiled. "So," said he, "I do not look th madman? I read it in your face, There are no sign of madness her,' you aay, 'no emaciated feature, no disheveled garmenta, no wild lights In the eyes.' 'Why," you demanded, 'Is this gentleman confined beret Surely he is sane.' Am I not right T "But listen, you shaH hear th rea son. Not no! the guard wiU not ob ject he know'' I had turned to th guard with a question in, my glance. He vmtled and nodded assent. The speaker re tamed: "It happened years-' ago. I was young then and free. Yes free .free from myself. What slavery more horrible than this th constant tar- GREAT "THE BRIGHT SPOT" fndoawd by Nature With Superiority of Pesitico Geographically Hfl ti.L O.TTB b Essentially OcDnci to be I COMMERCIAL CENTER Already recognized as an tndespensible point of supply and distribution, surrounded by abundant varied natural resources, and a rich agricultural country; easy of access, to points of other localities, containing adequate banking facilities and all other modern equipments necessary to constitute the. foundation for the building of a great Commercial Center , With these conditions existing it is reasonable to invite the public to "Watdx Charlotte Grow- For information apply to The Greater Charlotte Glob W.-T. Corwith, Secretary CWfltte,! C
The Charlotte Observer (Charlotte, N.C.)
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