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11Lonesome Cove;!
i; By i;
Samuel Hopkins Adams |
! ! Copyright, 1912, by the BobbfMerrlli !
Company 1 '
CHAPTER XI.
Hedgerow House.
THE elder traced the history of'
the Bin ire in and out of con
centric circles of scandal—
financial, political, social—and
mostly untrue. Those In which the
greatest portion of truth inhered dealt
with the ertcapades of Wilfrid Blair,
the only son and heir of the household,
who had burned up all the paternal
money he could lay hands on, writing
his name In red fire across the nlglit
life of London, Paris and New York.
Tiring of this, he had come home and
married a girl of nineteen, beautiful
and innocent, whose parents, the elder
piously opined, bad sold her to the
devil per Mr. Blair, agent. The glrl.i
whose maiden name was MarjorieDor
rance—Kent's fingers went to bis ear
at this—had left Blair after a year, of
marriage, though there was no legal
process, and be had returned to his
haunts of the gutter until retribution
overtook him in the form of tubercu
losis. His father had brought him to
their place on Sundayman's creek, and
there he was kept in seml-secluslon,
visited from time to time by his young
wife, who helped to care for him.
"That's tbe s story they tell," com
mented the elder, "but some folks has
got suspicions. My own suspicions Is
that the young feller hasn't got no
more consumption that you have, al
though he's got a man nurse. I think
old Blair has got him here to keep him
out of the papers." j
"Publicity Is not to Mr. Blair's taste,
then?"
"I don't believe the old man would
hardly stop short of murder to keep
his name out of print. He's kind o'
loony on the subject. ' Sailor Milt
Smith is the feller that can tell you
about the family and the place. Here,
he comes up the street."
He thrust his head out of the door
and called. Sailor Smith, sturdy and
white, entered and greeted Kent cour
teously.
"Mr. Dennett was saying," remark
ed Kent, "that you know something of
the history of Hedgerow house, as I
believe they call It."
"They call It!"' repeated the old sailor.
"Who calls Jf you mean the Blair
place, that's Hogg's haven, that is!
You can't wipe out that name while
there's a man living as knew the place
*t its worst. Old Captain Hogg built
It and lived In it and died In it. The
devil is fryin' bacon out of old Hogg
today for the things be done in that
bouse."
"How long since did he die?"
"Oh, twenty year back."
"And the bouse was sold soon after?'
"Stood vacant for ten years. Then
this feller Blair bought it. I don't
know him, but he bought a weevlly
biscuit there. A bad bouse, it is—rot
ten bad!"
"What's wrong with it?"
"Men's bones in the brick and wom
en's blood in the mortar.",
"Was the old boy a cannibal?" asked
Kent, amused by the sea veteran's
heroics.
"Just as bad—slave trader."
"Have you ever been In thq house?"
"Many's the time when It was Hogg's
haven. Only once since. They do tell
that the curse has come down with the
house and Is heavy on the new owner's
son."
"80 live heard."
The old white head wagged bodingly.
"The curse of the blood," he said. "It's
on all that race."
"Hogg's oldest sister was the grand
mother of this young feller's mother,
wasn't she?" put In Elder Dennett.
"Thats right. Wilfrid Blair's great
grandmother."
"And a bad 'un, too, I guess," con
tinued the elder relishingly.
"Don't you say it!" cried the old sea
man. "The curse of the blood was on
her. Strange she was and beautiful,
ao my mother used to tell me, but not
bad. She came In at Lonesome Cove
too."
"Drowned at sea?" asked Kent.
"They never knew. One day she
waa gone. The next night ber body
came in. They said In the country
side tbat she had the gift of second
algbt and foretold her own death."
"Hum-m," mused Kent. "And now
the Blair* have changed the name of
the place. No wonder."
'There's one thing they haveo't
changed, the private buryln' plot."
"Family?"
"Hogg's there, all right, an' never a
parson In the countryside dared to
■peak to Ood about his soul, when
they laid him there. Hl* nepbew, too,
that was as black hearted aa hlmaelf.
Bat the rest of the grave* ha* got no
headstones."
"Slaves?"
"Them aa be kept for hi* own aerr
lee an' killed in hia tantrums. Nobody
know* bow many. Too can see the
bend of the creek where they lie, from
tbe road, and the old willow* tbat lean
over 'em."
"Cheerful sort of person tbe late Mr.
Hogg seems to bare been. Any relics
of his trade in tbe hooae?"
"It el Ice? TOD may say ao! Hi* old
pistols and compasses, guns, nautical
instrument* and the leaded whalebone
whip tbat they used to say be slept
with. They've got 'em bang on the
walla now for ornymenta. Ornyments!
If they'd seen 'em aa I've seen 'em,
they'd sink the dammed thing* in a
hundred fathom o" clean aea." *
"Sailor Smith was cabin boy on one
of the old Hogg fleet one voyage," ex
plained Elder Dennett.
"Ood forgive me for Itr said tbe old
man. "There they bang, and with 'em
tbe chains and"—
"Isn't tbat lamp finished yet?" de
manded Kent turning sharply upon
Elder Dennett.
Having pnld for It, with sometblug
for blx eurtness. he led tbe sen
man out of tbe place.
"You were going to say 'and hand
cuffs,' weren't you?" he Inquired.
'VtpJ- yes. What of that?" asked
the veteran, puzzled. Suddenly he
brought bis band down with 11 slap on
his thigh. "Where was my wits?" he
cried. "Them irons' on the dead wom
an's wHst! I knew I'd seen their like
before! Slave manacles! They must
'a' come from Hogg's haven!" .
"Very likely. But that suspicion had
better be kept quiet at present."
"Aye, aye, sir," agreed the other.
"More devilment from the old haven?
A bad house-a rotten bnd house!"
"Yet a pressing desire to fake a
look nf it" snid Chester Kent musing
ly. "Going back to Annalaka. Mr.
Smith? I'll wulk with yon as far as
the road to Mr. Sedgwick's."
Freed of the veteran's company at
the turn of the road, Kent sat down
and took his ear In hand to fblnk.
"Miss Dorrance." be mused. "Marjo
rie Dorrancg. What simpler twist fjr
a nickname than to transform that
into Mnrjorle Daw? Poor Sedgwick I"
At the Nook he found the object of
bis commiseration mournfully striving
to piece together, as In a mosaic, the
shattered remnants of bis work. Sedg
wick brightened at his friend's ap
proach.
"For heaven's sake, come out and do
me a couple of sets of tennis!" he be
sought. "I'm 110 sport for you. I know,
particularly as my nerves are Juuipy,
'but I need the work."
"Sorry, my boy," said Kent, "but
I've got to make a more or less polite
call. People named Blair. Kverknow
'em?"
"Used to knoNv a Wilfrid B!alr In
Paris," snid the artist indifferently.
"What kind of a person wns be?"
"An ngreeuble enough little beast
but a rounder of the worst sort. Is he
the man you're going to see?"
"No such luck," snid Chester Kent
"I never expect to see Wilfrid Blnlr.
Probably I shan't even be Invited to
his funeral."
"Ob! Is he dead?"
"His death is oQlclnlly expected any
day."
With "which words Kent stepped oilt
and Into his waiting car.
After departing from tbe Nook
Kent's car rolled along beside Sunday
man's creek sedntely enough until it
approached the wide bend, where It
Indulged in n bit of patbtlndlng across
the country, and eventually crept Into
the shnde of a clump of hushes and
bid. Its occupant emerged and went
forward afoot until he came in view
•f Hedgerow house. At the turn of
the stream he leaped a fence and made
his way to a group of willows beneath
which the earth was ridged with little ,
mounds. Professor Chester Kent was
trespassing. He wns Invading the ter
ritory of the dead.
From the seclusion of the gruveynrd
nmid the willows n fnlr view wns af
forded of Hedgerow house. Grim as
was the repute given It, it presented
to the Intruder an aspect of homely
hospitable sweetness and quaintuess.
Tall hollyhocks lifted their flowers to
smile In nt the old fashioned windows.
Here and there on the well kept lawn
peonies glowed, crimson nnd while. A
grent, clambering rose tree bad thrown
its arms around the square porch,
softening the uncompromising nngles
into curves of leafage and bloom.
Along the paths pansles laughed at
the sun, and mignonette scattered Its
scented summons to bee nnd butter
fly. The place was a loved place; so
much Kent felt with sureness of In
ctlnct No home blooms except by love.
But tbe bouse was dead. Its eyes
were closed. Silence held It. The gar
den buzzed and flickered with vivid
multicolored life, but there wns no
stir from tbe habitation of man. Had
its occupants deserted it?
From the far side of the mansion
came the sound of a door opening and
closing again. Moving quickly along
the sumac fringed course of the creek,
Kent made a detour whlcb gave him
view of a side entrance and had bare
ly time to efface himself in the shrub
bery when a light wagon, with a spir
ited horse between the shafts, turned
briskly out into the road. Kent well
sheltered, caught one brief sufficient
glimpse of the occupant It wns Dr.
Breed. The medical officer looked, as
always, nerve beset, but there was a
greedy smile on his lips.
Kent'* mouth puckered. He took a
deep breath of musical Inspiration and
exhaled it in painful nolseiessnesa.
flattening himself amid tbe greenery
as be saw a man emerge from the rear
of Hedgerow house. The man was
Gansett Jim. He carried a pick and a
spade pnd walked slowly. Presently
be disappeared In the willow shaded
place of Vnounds. The sound of bis toll
came, muffied, to the ear* of tbe hid
den man.
Cautiously Kent worked hla way,
now In tbe stream, now through the
heavy growth on the banks, uutll he
gained the roadway. Once there be
went forward to tbe front gate ol
Hedgerow house. Kent paused for
tbe merest moment. III* gaze rested
on tbe heavy black door. Heavier awl
blacker against the woodwork a pen
dant waved languidly.
To tbe normal human being tbe gris
ly Inslgnlum of death over a portal I*
provocative of anything rather than
mirth. But Chester Kent viewing the
crape on Hedgerow house, laughed aa
be turned to tbe open road.
MeUltntlon furrowed tbe brow of
Lawyer Adam Bain. "Nolxidy vermis
Sedgwick," grumbled be. "Public opin
ion verso* Sedgwick," be amended.
"How'* a self respecting lawyer going
to earn • fee oot of that? And L«n
Hcblager standing over the grave of
the corpus delicti with a warrant
against searching, so to speak, in bis
band! For tbat matter, this Professor
Kent worries me mors than the sber
iff."
▲ sharp bamming rose in tbe air and
brought tbe idle counselor to his win
dow, whence be beheld tbe prime ao
thor of" bis bewilderment descending
from a car. A minute later tbe two
men were sitting with their feet on one
desk, a fairly good sign of mututl re
spect and confidence.
"Blair?" aaid Lawyer Bain. "No, 1
don't know blm, not even to tee. Took
Hogg** bar en, didn't be?"
"Then be doesn't use this postofflce?"
"No. Might use any one of half a
~~ " ' '
GRAHAM, N. G., THURSDAY, AUGUST 6, 1914
r
' uozen. »ee jnere. Ho drew a county
map from u shelf. "Here's the place.
Seven railroad stntlous on three dif
ferent roads within ten miles of it
l Annalaka would be way oot of his
reach."
| "Yet Qansett Jim seems to be known
here."
|" "Oh. Is It Blair tbat the Indian works
j for? 1 never knew. Closer'n a deaf
( mute with lockjaw, be Is. Well. I ex
: pect the reason he comes here occa
! Klonully la that,lt's the nearest license
• town. .
"Lo, the poor Injun when be wants a
I . drink
Will walk ten miles as easy as you'd
wink."
I "Do you know most of the postofflces
around here?"
I "There Isn't but one postmaster with
in twenty miles tbnt 1 don't call by his
first name, and she's a postmistress."
| "Then you could probably find out by
telephone where the Blair family get
. their mall."
"Easy!'*
I "And perhaps what newspapers they
tnke."
"H'm: Yes. I guess so."
"Try It as soon us ,vou get back."
"Back from where?"
"Back from the medlyil officer's
place. I think be iniiKt have returned
by tills time."
"You wnnt to see Tim Biwd?"
"No: just his records, ilurlal per
mits. 1 suppose, are n matter of public*
record."" '
"Yes. All you've got to do Is to go
Mid ask for 'cm. You Won't need me."
"Regrettable us hlx bud taste Is."
said Kent with a solemn face. "I fear
that Or Bribed doesn't reciird me with
that confidence nnd esteem which one
rends of in Illuminated resolutions."
"And you want me as no iiceeleriitor,
eh?" smiled- the lawyer. "All rijrht.
It's the June I>oe permit you're lifter.
I suppose."
"Which?"
"Jane I)oe. They tffiried the corpse
from f.onesome Cove under that mime,
Unidentified dead, you know."
CHAPTER XII.
Loose Ends.
TOGETHER they went to the
medical officer's quarters. Dr.
Breed hud come in fifteen min
utes before. Without prelimi
nary Lawyer Bain said:
"1 wnutto see that Jane Doc certifi
cate again."
"Aren't you afruld of wearln' out the
Ink on It, Adam?" retorted the other,
with a furtive grin.
"And I," snid Chester Kent In his
suavest manner, "venture to trouble
you to show me the certificate lit the
case of Wilfrid Blair."
Something like a spasm shook the
lineaments of Dr. Breed's meager face.
"Bluir!" he repeated. "How -did you
know"— He stopped short.
"How did I know that Wilfrid Blair
is deud?" Kent finished for him. "Why,
there has been time enough, hasn't
there?"
The physician's bands clawed nerv
ously at bis straggling hair.
"Time enough?" he murmured. "Time
enough? I'm only just back from tbe
Blair place myself."'
"Ah," commented Kent negligently.
"Then he died within two hours or
so?"
"This morning," retorted the other.
"It's all In the certificate."
''All?" Inquired Kent, so significantly
that Lawyer Buln gave blm a quick
look.
"All that's your business or any
body else's," said Breed, recovering
himself a bit.
"Doubtless. And I'm to be permit
ted to see this document?"
Breed pushed n paper across the ta
ble. "There It Is. I Just finished mak
ing it out."
"1 see," said Kent, giving the paper
a scaij|t survey, "that the cause of
death is set down as 'cardiac failure.'"
"Well, what's tbe matter with that?"
"Just a trifle noncommittal, isn't it?
You. see, we all die of cardiac failure.
That reoerd's good enough far the
law."
eicept those of ua wbo fall from air
ships."
"Tbat record'* good enougb for the
law," declared tbe medical officer dog
gedly.
"Who waa tbe attending pbyslcisn?"
"I waa."
"Indeed! And to what undertaker
was the permit issued V"
"It was Issued to tbe family. They
can furn it over to what -undertaker
tbey please."
"Where Is tbe Interment to be?"
"Say. looky here. Mr. Man!" cried
tbe physician, breaking into tbe sud
den whining fury of bard preaaed ti
midity. "Are you trying to lenrn me
my business? You can go to tbe devil!
That's What you can do!" ,
"With your signature on my certlfi
caie?" Inquired the scientist, unmov
ed. "I won't trouble you so far, Dr.
Breed. I thank yon."
Outside In tbe street. Lawyer Bain
turned to bis client. "You didn't look
at tbe Jane Doe paper at all."
"No. I'm oot ao Interested in tbat
aa in tbe other."
"Something queer about this Blalr
death? Not another murder?"
V>uv Blue u» I\CDtH ISC6
smiled. "No," aa'ld he positively,
"certainly not that." *"
"There has been a lot of scandal
about young Blair. I'm told. Perhaps
they're burying blm as quietly as pos
sible Just to keep out of tbe papers."
"I shouldn't consider his method of
burial likely to prove particularly
quiet" returned Kent. "Of course I
may be wrong, but I think not The
most private way tv get burled la in
public."
"Well, if u death was crooked I'd
want no better man thau Breed lo help
cover It. By tbe way, tbe sheriff has
been away since yesterday afternoon
on some business tbat be kept to him
self."
"That also may mean something."
remarked Kent thoughtfully. "Now, If
you'll find out about tbat. newspaper
matter I'll go ou over to Sedgwick's.
You can get me there by telephone."
In the studio Kent found Sedgwick
walking up and down with his hands
behind bis back and his head for
ward..
"Why tbe caged lion effect?" Inquir
ed the scientist.
"Some one has been having a little
fun with me." growled Sedgwick.
"Apparently It was one sided.
What-'s this easel?"
"What would you take It to be?"
"Let's have a closer look."
Walking across the room Kent plant
ed himself In front of the drawing
board, upou which hnd been fixed, by
means of thumb* tacks, a square of
rather soft white.. paper, exhibiting
evidence of having been crumpled up
and subsequently smoothed out On
the paper wns a three-quarter draw
ing of a woman's bead, tbe delicate
face beneath waves of short curly
hair, turned a little from tbe left
shoulder, which wus barely indicated.
Setting big useful monocle in bis eye,
Kent examined the work carefully.
"I should take It,'' he pronounced at
length, "to be a sort of a second band
attempt at a portrait."
"You recognize It. though?"
"It bears a resemblance to tbe face
of the corpse nt Lonesome Cove. Where
did that precious work of art come
from?" "
"Heaven knows! Cblng Lung found
the sketch lying on the doorstep with
a cobblestone holding it down."
"It isn't n'sketcb."
"What would you call It, then?"
"A copy. If you bad used your eyes
on it Instead of your temper, you
might have seen at once that It Is a
tracing. Look for yourself, now."
Taking the magnifying monocle that
Kent hold out, tbe artist scrutinized
tho lines of the picture. >
"By Jove! You're right," said he.
"It's been transferred through tracing
pnper nnd touched up ufterward.
Rather roughly too. You cun see where
the copyist has Itoine down too bardT
ou tbe lead."
"What's your opinion of the likeness
. —lf it Is the likeness which you sup
pose?" Inquired Kent.
"Why, as I remember tbe woman
this picture Is a good deal Idealized.
'J'be hair und the eyes are much the
■nme. But tbe lines of the face In the
picture are finer. Tile chin and mouth
are more del Unite, und the whole ef
fect softer und of a higher type."
"Do you see anything strange about
the neck on the left side?"
"Badly drawn; that's all."
"Just below the ear there Is a sort
of blankness, Isn't there?"
"Why, yes. It seems curiously un
finished Just there."
"If you were touching it up how
would you correct thnt?"
"With a slight shading just there
wbero the neck niuscio should tfe
thrown up a bit by tbe turn of the
head."
"Or by Introducing a large pendant
earring which the copier has left out?"
"Kent, you're n wonder! That would
do It exactly. But why in tho name
of all that's marvelous should tho trac
er of this drawing leave out tbe ear
ring?"
"Obviously to keep tho picture as
near like as possible to tho body on the
beach."
"Then you don't think It la the wo
man of the beach?"
"No; I don't"
"Who else could It possibly be?"
"Perhaps we can best find that out
by discovering who left tho drawing
here."
"That looks like something of a Job."
"Not very formidable, I think. Sup
pose we run up to tho village and ask
the local stationer who has bought any
tracing paper there within a day or
two."
As tbe demand for tracing paper In
Martlmlale Center was small, tbe xtn
tinner upon being railed on h id no diffi
culty In recalling that Elder Dennett
had lieen In tlint afternoon and made i
auch a purchase.
. .he must line dUcnered
something after I left hl.it. ' sa.d Kent
to Sedgwick, "for he nev r  o Id bnvi
kept his seiret If lie d hud It til 'II. '
"But what motive could he hare?"
cried the nrtij.l,
"Just mischief probably. ThntV
enough motive for his >ort." Turning
to the storekeeper. Kent added. "lie
you happen to know how Mr. Dennett
spent the early part of this afternoon?"*
"I surely do, lie was up to Dim
mock's rummage auction, an' he got
something there that tickled him
feather. But he wouldn't let ou what
It waa."
"Tbe original!" said Sedgwick.
"What doea Dlmmock deal In 7'
"All kinds of odds and ends. He
acrape* tbe country for bankrupt sulea
baa a big auction once a year.
Everybody goes. You can Ami any
thing from a plow handle to a second
band marriage certificate at bla place."
"We now call on Elder l>enuett"
aaid Kent
Tbat worthy waa about closing np
shop when tbey entered.
"Don't your lamp work right yet
Profeeeor Kent?" be inquired.
"Perfectly." responded tbe scientist
"We bare come to see you on another
matter, Mr. Sedgwick and I."
"First let me tbank yon," aaid Sedg
wick, "for tbe curioua work of art yon
left at my place."
"Hay-ee?" Inquired tbe elder, wltb a
rising Inflection.
"Don't take tbe trouble to lie about
It," pot In Kent "Just show ua tbe
original of the drawing which you
traced ao handily."
Tbe town goaalp shifted uneasily
troui loot r? „"tiow'a you snow
I got the picture?" ho giggled. "I
didn't Hnd It myaelf till 1 got back
from tbe auction."
"Never mind the proccas. Have you
the original here?"
"Yes," said Eider Dennett; and, go
ing to his desk, he brought back a
square of lienvy bluish paper, slightly
discolored at the edges.
"That's a very good bit of drawing,"
said Sedgwick as he and Kent bent
over the paper.
"But unsigned," said his companion.
"Now, Mr. Dennett, whom do you sup
pose this to be?"
"Why, the lady that stopped to talk
with Mr. Sedgwick and was killed In
* -- - r »•
"Then why did yon leave out this
earring In cbpylng the picture?"
"Aw—well." Explained the other In
some confusion, "she didn't have no
earrings on when 1 seen her, and it
looks a lot more like without It."
"How much money would you take
for this?" •,
"About $5, 1 guess," replied the oth
er in a bold expulsion of breath.
At this moment Sedgwick, who had
been studyiug tbe picture In the light,
made a slight signal with his hand,
which did not escape Kent.
"Klve dollars is a big price for a
rough pencil sketch," said tbe scien
tist. "I'd have to know more of the
picture to pay tbat for it. Where did
you Olid It?"
"In Ibis took. 1 bought the book at
Dlnunock's rummage auction." Ho
Produced a decrepit, loosely bound edi
tion of the Massachusetts Agricultural
Reports "Tho picture was gti)ck in
between tbe leaves."
"No name In tbe book," said Kent
"The tlylenf Is gone. But here's the
date of publication—lß3o."
"That would bo Just about right,"
■aid Sedgwick, with lively Interest.
"Right for what?" demanded Den
nett.
Before there WBB time for reply Kent
had pressed a Ave dollar bill into his
hand, with the words:
"You've made a trode."
"Walt," protested the elder. But the
■ketch was already In Sedgwick's |>os
■esslon.
"It's an Elliott," said that gentle
man. "I'm sure of It I've seen hla
sketches before, though they're very
rare, and there's an unmistakable
touch about his pencil work."
"In that case," said Kent suavely,
"Mr. Dennett will bo gratified to know
tbat be has sold for $5 an article worth
fifty times tbat."
[TO AT cos TI.SUED. 1
OIL UPON THE WATERS.
Ita Action In Calming the Billows of a
Stormy B*a.
Literally as well as figuratively, to
pour oil upon tbo troubled waters is
to calm them to a degree. This has
been known _ from time Immemorial,
although its scientific explanation Is
hot any too fiuulllur even at tbe pres
ent day. The secret of the phenome
non lies In the fact tbat oil Is extreme
ly viscous—that Is to say, it is of a
ropy consistency, sticky and adhesive,
and can be spread out into a very thin
but comparatively strong sheet.
In lubrlcatlug a bearing, for Instance,
It forms a tenuous film between tbe
metals and so protects them from the
wear of direct contact with each other.
Oil Is lighter than water and when
poured upon It remains upon the sur
face. As the surface tension of water
is stronger than that of oil, tbe oil Is
Immediately drawn out over the wa
ter In a very thin body, forming a sort
of blanket, which presents a consider
able resistance to the motions of the
element beneath. The water waves
still roll almost as high as before, but
they are unable to break Into rlpplea,
so tbat the stonny sea, when oil cov
ered, presents a surface of huge undu
lations, but smooth ones.
Ships are able to ride such waves
with comparative ease. It Is tbe waves
that break that present tbe real dan
ger to tbe mariner.—Boaton Herald.
OUTER SPACE.
Shewing How Par It la From Being
Empty of MatUr.
"When we speak of outer space, tho
space between star and star, aa being
empty of matter. It Is rather Interest
Ing to see exactly what we mean," aays
a writer. "We know from observations
on tbe planets that light. In ita passage
acroaa space to our earth, suffer* hard
ly any absorption, and from this' fsct
we can deduce conclusions respecting
tbo density of such, matter as exists In
outer space.
"If the degree of rarefaction In outer
space Is, for example. In tbe neighbor
hood of tbo one hundred millionth part
of an atmosphere, then tbe aitpeornnce
of Jupiter, for Instance, would bo as
If our atmosphere had twice Ita prea
ent opacity. So tbat auch matter aa
exists must lie In a much more rarefied
state. But, after all, these terms are
only comparative.
"Suppose our atmosphere were al
lowed to expand up to tbo limits of
tbe visible universe as far aa tbo
Milky way. Then Ita rarefaction would
be such tbat It would be quite Im
possible, by sny optical means, to do
tect tbe preaeuce of any matter. Nev
ertheless, there would be about 5.000
molecules per cnblc centimeter through
out space " '
Treeless Falkland Islands.
There sre po trees In tbe Falkland
Islands, consequently the country pre
sents s bleak appearance. In tbe
autamn the long grass, turning some
what grayish. Imparts a disagreeable
and monotonous anpiit lo the hillside.
On (be return of spring the ranchers
uaed to have a glorioua time of It in
literally setting the camp on fire. This
was done by simply striking a match
on tbe saddle |w>mmel and caating It
Into the mldat of the withered grass.
No coaxing was needed, aa tbe mate
rial waa withered and dry as tinder.
Presently the mountain aide wonld be
fringed with one long line of raging
flame* and curling amoke. Thua waa
tbe pasture renewed. Although no
treea grow In these islands, there 1*
ample evidence of tbe land having once
been thickly wooded.—Chambers' Jour
nal.
* Old Daneea In 'Old Times.
In Edward Bcott'a "Dancing In Alt
Ages" are Home curlooa detalla about
the dancea of old England.
"Joan ; Sanderson" waa a "Jolly
dance" In Mr. Bcott'a definition, for be
fore it waa ended each lady had kiaaed
all the gentlemen twice, and each man
bad been equally enterprising. Mary
Stuart danced the "Volta," thongh
"not so high and ao dlapoaedly" aa
Elizabeth. In King Charlee' time peo
ple danced "Trenchmore," tha "Cuah
lon Dance." "Omnium Oatbernm" and
"Ilolte cum Toite."
"All In a Garden Green," "Gathering
of" Pensoods." "I.urn pa of Pudding,"
"Under and Over." "The- Bath." "The
Slaughter IIouso" and "Haye at Thy
Cont, Old Woman," are dancea not
quite ao old.
Gardening.
God Alrolghtie first Planted a Gar
den, and Indeed It ia the Purest of Hu
man pleaaures. It Is the Greatest Re
freshment to the Spirits of Man; with
out which Buildings and Palacea are
but Grosse Handy works: And a man
shall ever see that when Ages grow
to Civility and Elegnncle, Men come to
Build Stately sootier than to Garden
Finely; As If Gardening were tbe
Greater Perfection.—Bacon.
Tha Demagogue Defined.
"Father," said n small boy, "what la
a demagogue?'
"A demagogue, my son. Is a man who
can rock the boat himself and at the
same time |)erauade everybody that
there's a terrible storm at sea."—Wom
nn's Journal.
Regular invitation.
Judge-llow did yon come to enter
the premises? Prlaotier—Well, your
honor, it IVIIS 2 o'clock In tlieroornlug,
with the kitchen window wide open,
no cops about—blowcd If you wouldn't
a-climbed in yourself.—Boston Tran
scrint *
How's Your
Sight?
By MOSS.
f'UT ARB opt
M Hub your
eyes bard.
Open them wide.
See what you look
Hucceas la baaed
on good eyesight
Tbe TOculty of
observation Is one of yonr moat
priced posseaalons. Don't wast*
it. Don't limp along through
life In a daze with your eyaa
half closed—as many do. unfor
tunately.
Stupidity craw la along with
eyes that see not
lie who see* en toys moat In
life.
Seeing la profitable. Ona way
it la profitable la In actually see
lug what you look at when you
glance at the advertisements In
serted In this paper by the busi
ness men of this community.
KEEP YOUIt EVES OPEN!
Tha Unchanging Past.
This Is the reason why tbe paat has
such magical power. The beauty of
Its motionless and silent pictures la
like tbe enchanted purity of late
amumn, when the leavea, though one
breath would make them fall, a till
glow agnlnst the aky In golden glory.
The past does not change nor atrlve.
I Abe Duncan, after llfe'a fitful fever.
It sleeps well. W£at waa jfagpjT and
grasping, whst was petty and transi
tory has faded away. Tbe things that
were l>caiitlfui and etemal ablne out of
it like stars In the night Its beauty
to a soul not worthy of It is unendur
able, but to a soul which has conquer
ed fate the past Is the key of rollglon.
-BertrahdTluaaell.
Nat Up to Expectation.
When Field Marshal Sir Evelyn
Wood paid a visit to l.ls native village
at the close of the Zulu war ait' the in
habitant* turnedjwt to welcome blm.
Among the c( olS&joi* a woman who
Impatiently aidti*fcier ueighliors where
"tbe "ero" WHS. \
'That's him," implied one of them,
pointing out Sir Evelyn's rather spa re,
sQlit figure
"What, 'lra!" exclaimed the woman.
"Mm kill all them. Zu|hhl Why. even
my old man could clout 'lm!" London
Answere. f
FORMING HABITS.
Be careful about how you form
habita. Some young people never
umnder habit forming. They form
none but accidental and unconscious
habits. They know to little that
they think they could change any
habit they have in a day. Yet in
reality they are binding themtelvea
id chains of iron and making • free
and happy life impotable for them
selves later on.
Advantage of Credit.
"My big aister baa a beau."
"So'a mine, bat 1 don't like him."
"Know what my slater 'd do If I
didn't like tier beauT"
"No. Wbafdabedor
"She'd aend him back and gat him
changed, 'cause we've got a charge ac
count at the store be comae from."—
Newark Star.
MAN'S TRIALS.
Mea think Cod is rlastmying
them because he it toning them,
m violmirt acrew. up the key un
til the tcnae card aounda the conceit
pitch, but it ia not to break it. but
to use it taoeMy, that ho stretches
the tiring upon the musical rack.
—Beecher.
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