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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1894-10-25, Page 7i Woma sCrime. I3Y AN EX-DR.TECTIVE. aPublisbed by permission of the owners of the • Copyright, f elONTINUED. ] At last they are all gone, the doctor,, the lawyer, everyone, and the tired, ex- cited. servants are all asleep. In the chamber destined for the bride, Clarence Arteveldt lies, beside him a weary serv- ant its nodding, Suddenly the madman starts up. "See !" ho cries, with eyes distended, "she is coming, I knew she would finish her revenge ! She wants to kill me now. Drive her away, John, dent let her see mo 1 Here ! come here ; see, I will lay myself upon her pillow—that may move her pity. Now lower the lights down, down, lower yet, her eyes gleam so. There now, lower the •curtains and lie down close beside me ; pull the satin and lace about you, There. Do it, I tell you, and make the room darker yet ! Now, that is better ; give me some more wine, John." Obediently the tired servant moves about, doing his bidding. The doctor has said that he must be kept soothed and quiet. He, the servant, presents the weak wine, containing an opiate, and -then lays himself down upon the bridal bed. With his own hands the mad bride- groom pulls the satin and lace coverings about the shoulders and ears of the serv- ant, then ho settles himself down, saying, "There, I shall sleep, now." He will sleep now ; yes, as weall must sleep—once. CHAPTER XVII. —A STARTLING ANNOUNCE- MENT. The two detectives had spent the night in the gambling -house, as had been ap- pointed bz Jocelyn in his cypher note to Neil Bathurst. All night long they had been vigilant, and just before the first hint of dawn was visible they repaired to the rooms occupied by Bathurst, having first shadowed two of the suspected counterfeiters to their respective lairs. To do this of course they had found it necessary to separate, and when Rob Jocelyn same to the room where they were to snatch a few hours sleep he found his friend there before him. Bathurst had thrown off a portion of his clothing, and was already in a state of semi -unconsciousness. " Come in ahead, did you, old man?" said cheery Jocelyn; "you look fagged out, and I feel so. Lot's defer explana- tions of any sort until we have slept a little." They had been unable to hold much intercourse during the night just past; and each was in ignorance concern- ing the doings of the other since that .night, .weeks ago, which they had passed together in the characters of Mr. and Mrs. Robbins. "I must turn out pretty early, however, Neil; and you must do your sleeping accordingly. With this he flung himself down be- side his friend, and soon they were in the land of Nod. Notwithstanding his in- tention of rising with the lark, the sun was high when Rob Jocelyn awoke that morning. Muttering something rather profane, he sprang up and awakened his friend. " Come, old man, this won't do ! get up and shake yourself awake; I'm going to smoke the first thing, and while I smoke do you talk. We must cut it short, too, for I can't lose much more of this morning. Here goes then. First, how's your burglary case?" " Pretty well—for the burglar," replied Neil, rubbing his eyes. "Deuceltake the burglar. T believe he went away in seven league boots." " Not given him up, old man?" "Never a bit. He's getting some rest, however." " And Bradwardine?" "Have some memoranda of everything. •concerning him. Got time to look at ahem?" "Not now. Give it to us condensed." " All right. After all, a small nut shell will hold the prime facts. As the winow O'Neil I am still in favor with Mr. J. B. I have done a great deal of imaginary looking for , the woman who stole those papers—she, by the by, is con- valescing slowly in the hospital recom- mended by Dr. Rice, while her would-be assassin languishes in the jug. I have had several conversations with her ; she is a woman to be pitied. I shall see that Mr. J. B. does nottlay his hands on. her. Well ! I have satisfied myself on a few points. First, that this man Brady, as he calls himself, is Bradwardine beyond .a doubt. Second, that the loss of those 'papers is a heavy blow to him. Third, that he is an unscrupulous man, and in- tent upon mischief of some sort. Fourth, that he is playing this game, whatever it is, to win a fortune • and fifth, that he has visited that New York village before you, and has at this present moment a private inquirer searching for the hiding place of the mother and child." " Thanks," laughing lazily, "I found 'out that last for myself." "Did you?" exclaimed. Neil. " Yes; they have both been in Elm Valley before me,, Brady and the 'track- er.' Is that the end of your budget?" Pretty much." " Well, you have not done badly.; but as ho may at any time get news from his private inquirer, one or the other of us must keep an eye upon Brady." " Of course." "Well, here goes for `Mistress Bourne'; the Elm Valleyites declare her a foreign- er—we know that before, however • she was very beautiful and very sad:: lived !like a nun, at least as secluded, and seem- ed to have plenty of money—but you know a villager's idea of plenty of money is not at all an extravagant one. Nobody 'knew where they came from:; nobody knew where they went. Opinions in re- gard to their nationality wore as varied as they were absurd. The child was then small, four or five years of age, say,. and must, therefore, be now a young lady •of twenty or thereabouts." "Did you make use of the picture ?" "No I thought it best to satisfy my- self by inquiries. Making allowance for the time that must have elapsed since the taking of the woman"s picture and the settlement of Mistress Bourne in Elm Valley, the description of that lady tal- lies exactly with the picture. I think the original and the wanderer aro the same." It looks like it." Jocelyn gave a terrifie yawn, and then consulted his watch. "It's time for me to move," he said. "Where will I see you to -night, Neil?" "H l ore. 1 am quite at leisure to -night." ' 'All right. Will you look after Bradyr .this afternoon?"" "Yes.. I have not, much else on hand.. By the by, Rob, you spoiled a wedding for me last night." "Did I? Sorry ! Row was it?" "You remember Arteveldt ?" "The handsome blood that you intro- duced, my first day in Chicago?" "The same, He was married last nigh b. "`Good Lord. T pity his wife." "By the by, he married one of those `pretty girls' he mentioned that day. I was going out with him, you remember, and throw over the engagement." "1 remember.'' "Well, Arteveldt met • his fate that night, and became of you, old man, I was not present at that meetin He mar- ried her last night, and because of you, again, I have not yet seen the fair bride." "Upon my word, Neil, I'm sorry," Well, you need not be. I was not over anxious about the matter. Arte- veldt seems to have conceived a great liking for me, the Lord only knows 'why. He would have had me under his mother's roof all the time, if he could. I had to be fussed over by his lady mom- ma, because of the 'little service I hap- pened. to render him once. If you had not turned up I should have been at the wedding, if only to please Arteveldt. I had a sort of lopsided liking for the fel, low, although he was not just of : my stripe." "I should think not." As Jocelyn said this, he arose to pre- pare himself for departure.' "And, by the way, Neil, don't look for me very early to -night ; I may take an- other spin after those 'shovers.' If any- thing keeps ine later than, say midnight, will manage to let you know, however." "All right, Rob ; if you really won't stay any longer,' I think I will take an- other nap." As soon as the door closed behind Joce- lyn, the young detective threw himself down with a yawn. "Now for another snooze," ho murmured contentedly. Scarcely were the 'words off his lips be- fore there came to his ears the sound of hurried steps outside, and in a moment a hasty knock upon his door. "Who's there?" called he, rising quick- ly. "Mrs. Arteveldt's coachman," replied an agitated. voice ; "open, sir, for God's sake!" Hurriedly Bathurst unlocked and open- ed the door, and the messenger, pale and breathless, fairly reeled into the room. "Come quick, sir," he gasped, without waiting to recover his breath. "She won't leave off screaming until you do ! Come quick !" "Who won't, Peter?" asked Bathurst, who instantly comprehended that some- thing unusual had occurred. "Who wants me ?" "She,.sir !" panted the. man. "Misses Arteveldt." Bathurst seized the man by the arm with a firm grip, and pushing him to- ward a chair, said, with some sternness : "Sit down, and take breath there," as the man obeyed him. "Now then, talk rationally ! What has happened 9" "I will, sir; but you must come straight —Missus moans for you every breath— it's awful, sir. They came for us an hour ago, And 'when she got there and saw it—oh, but she did go mad. 'Send for Neil Bathurst,' she cries, 'he will find who did it !' To think of it at such a time! And the first thing she thinks of is revenge !" "Revenge ! Man, what do you mean?" "What I say. She will have the life of that beautiful creature. She wants YOU to find her." Neil Bathurst sprang toward the man and shook him fiercely. "There, you old fool," he cried, angrily, and without let- ting go his hold, `stop ranting, and tell me the EXACT truth, WHAT HAS HAPPEN- ED, and none of YOUR extras." "Lord, I' thought you understood !" howled the man, his teeth rattling like castanets. "This has happened : MR. CLARENCE HAS BEEN MURDERED ON HIS WEDDING NIGHT, AND BIS WIFE HAS RUN AWAY !" CHAPTER XVIII.—A STRANGE DEATH BLOW. Neil Bathurst released his hold so sud- denly that the man tumbled from his chair to the floor. "Good God !" he cried, "can this be true?" "Yes, yes; true as truth, sir," replied the man, gathering himself up with sud- den alacrity. "Don't fly at me again, sir." This request was quite unnecessary. The detective was darting about the room, completing his toilet, with the rapidity that becomes second nature to men trained to be prepared always for emergencies. "Start straight back, Peter," he said, without pausing in his work; "it's use- less for you to try to return with me, your wind is too short; I shall be at the house before you. Stay, where is it-- which t—which house ?" "The new one, sir." "Good. Now, then, out with you, Peter ; I am ready to go." In another instant they were outside, and the detective, without casting so much as a glance at Peter, hurried away, and in a trice was out of the old man's sight. Some twenty minutes later and he stood surveying the wreck of the bridal feast, while Peter was still twenty min- utes distant. Almost at the moment of the detect- ive's appearance on the scene, Mr. Hale had arrived, and pausing below for just a word, the two ascended the stairs and entered the room of horror. It was guard- ed by two policemen, and as Neil Bath- urst appeared upon the threshold a pierc- ing shriek rang through the room, and the mother of the murdered man rushed forward and flung herself upon him. Find her !" she cried, wildly. "Find her, and let us kill her as she killed him! You can! He said sol He said you were brave and wise !" ,Life a flash there came to the remem- brance of Neil Bathurst some words spoken by Clarence Arteveldt one day when they sat together at his mother's table. "Mother, if ever .the time comes when you need the help of a detective, remember, Bathurst is the man to trust. What he, can't accomplish is impossible." They had laughed at the words then. But now the frenzied mother had con- ceived the idea that Neil Bathurst could somehow right this wrong; that nothing must be done without him. The man who had been deemed so wise and all powerful by her son, became endowed with superhuman capabilities, in the eyes of the mother. Neil Bathurst was quick to comprehend this, and to understand that, because of it, he could have a strong influence upon the frantic woman. "I will find her, Mrs. Arteveldt," he said. in a low, firm tone, and without in the least comprehending herr, full mean ing. "If you will aid me by doing as I wish, I will be your helper,", "I will—I will!" As she spoke, her head fell back, and Neil caught her in his arms. Por the first time during that horrible hour she had passed in the presence of her mur- dered son, she had fainted, "That's a mercy," said the little gray - faced man, coming forward, "It xnay be the saving of her reason ; let's remove her to another room, quick." They lifted her tenderly, and bore her from the room, followed by Kate Seaton, and a female servant who had stood trembling in the background,. "I will return shortly, gentlemen," said Doctor Worthing, the little gray man; and then the lawyer and Neil were left with the two policemen, and the dead. Without addressing a word to them, Neil Bathurst stepped softly to the bedside and pulled back the silken cur- tains. Clarence Arteveldt was lying upon his side, with his face turned away from the gazer; the eyes were closed, the features calm, the attitude that of repose. One hand was underneath the head, the slender fingers thrust in among the rings. of dark hair; it was his usual attitude when sleeping. Thus he had slumbered in boyhood, when his heart was free from the guileful passions, the deceitful and treacherous impulses that had woven for him his doom. Thus he had slept, when, in later years, his dreams had been of fair ladies, of past carousals, of the mad- ness of the gaming table, and his cheeks had been flushed with wine. Thus, now, he was sleeping the sleep of death. The attitude was that of repose, but the face was not the face of a sleeper. There was that awful bluish tinge about the mouth and just back of the temple a single clot of blood. The detective bent down and looked closely 'at this, and then recoiled with a cry of horror. That clot of blood. marked the smallest of wounds, where some sharp, slender instrument had been driven deep, penetrating to the brain. The lawyer, in his turn, bent above the body, and then the four men looked at each other in silence. Mr. Halo had been hastilysummoned and knew as little as the detective concerning the tragedy. At length one of the policemen spoke. ''You are Neil Bathurst, the detective ?" he asked, turning toward that young man, who nodded silently. "Then you will be prime mover here ; she, the old lady, has been taking on fearfully about you ; she expects you to find the party that did this. Even there the detective Could feel an- noyed ; he had held himself as much as possible aloof from the members of the police force, and few of them knew him save by name. "Bathurst, the detect ive," was often enough discussed at po- lice headquarters, but he had scrupulously avoided giving them a sight of his face. The detective of fiction may stalk through the streets known of all men. The skill- ful and useful detective of reality con- ceals his identity as much as may be, knowing that to court publicity is to be- come a marked man and to cripple his chances of success among the people, with whom he must necessarily deal "incog." He foresaw for himself a little too much publicity in this present case. But it was too late to amend that now. So, after a moment's pause, he asked : "Is any one suspected?" "Suspected ! I should think so ; why, it's a clear case," replied the officer. "Who is it then if the matter is cer- tain ?" "I reckon it's certain enough; she ran away last night and can't be found." "What!" turning upon the man quick- ly ; "do you mean his wife?" "That's what I mean." At this moment the little doctor bus fled in. "I take it that you are the detective, sir," he said, going straight up to Bath- urst. "Then I must tell you that much de- pends on you. Whatever you think, pray exert as soothing an influence as possible upon Mrs. Arteveldt, she has un- bounded faith in you, and her grief has all turned into the not uncommon chan- nel of revenge. If you do not assure her that you will find the murderess, and keep her assured of it, she may lose life or reason. On. this subject she is already a monomaniac." The little doctor paused as abruptly as he had begun, and then the detective, who had listened soberly, turned toward Mr. Hale. "If I understand the servant aright. you are Mrs. Arteveldt's lawyer, sir? 'Yes, sir, I am her lawyer; my name is Hale," replied Mrs. Arteveldt's advi- sor, gravely. ' "Then you are the one to take the lead here ; all that comes within the scope of my profession I will readily undertake, both for his mother's sake," motioning toward the bed, "and for his own. What is known about this terrible affair ?" turning again toward the officers. "Not much," replied the spokesman, "except that all the servants and the rest agree that his wife killed him. There was some sort .of a scene here last night before all the wedding guests, and in the excitement the bride disappeared. He," Jerking his thumb toward the bed "drank heavily and went sort of wild. He made one of the servants lie down be- side him, and when the fellow awoke this morning his master lay just as he does now.,, The detective pondered a moment and then asked: "Has the coroner been sum- moned ?" "Yes," replied Doctor Worthing; "I sent for him just before you two arrived." "Has anything been moved ' or dis- turbed in this room ?'v" turning to the po- liceman. "No, sir," replied the man ; "I have looked out for that." "Then, gentlemen, let us go into the next room; rather do you go while I make a minute examination here, taking care to disturb nothing. Then we will try and arrange our ideas concerning this mystery, for it looks a mystery to me. We can do little more than this until af- ter the inquest." Bathurst nodded and the four men filed from the room. Left alone, the detect- ive examined everything in the room with the utmost Dare—but all to no pur- pose. There was not the slightest trace of anything that might be taken as a clue upon which to work, no sign to indicate how the destroyer entered that room or departed from it. Standing beside the bed, he again gazed down upon the corpse, "Arteveldt's wife was supposed to be merely a beautiful village girl, he mused half aloud. " If this is true, • she never struck that blow. No inexperienced hand could make its aim so unerring and deadly." So saying he turned and went softly out from the chamber of death, On the threshold he met Kato: Seaton. "Will you please Dome to Mrs, Arte - veldt, sir," she said, with a half sob, ''We can do nothing with her, her nerves are in a most unnatural state, Pray use your will to quiet her." CHAPTER XIX.—mmIE CORONER'S VERDICT. That was a long, sad, wearisome day for the young detective. For two long hours he sat beside the eolith of Mrs. Arteveldt, holding her hands, listening to her moans of anguish, that were alter- nated with fierce outcries for vengeance upon her son's murderer, soothing, per- suading, and finally, controlling. Atlast, having obtained from her a promise that she would remain quiet, and obey the doctor's orders, he arose to leave. her. "Remember," he said, as he stood be- side the couch, "how necessary it is that you recover perfect self-control. If I go out upon this search you must be able to receive and understand my reports; re- member, I am serving under you. With hand; then I .sort of came to my senses the assistance of your lawyer, you shout and dragged John out into the hall, be able to help ma by yoursearch; adviceyoum a ., where I doused. him with water, and left council. This is your him lying there, while I ran to arouse not be wanting in strength to carr ,'.:o all the servants. I sent one for police on." j men, and, when they came, put two in It 'was wonderful the effect his wide this room; then I went for the doctor and had upon her. Wonderful to see ;the Mr. Hale. If it hadn't been that I served confidence she reposed in him, during in Mrs. Arteveldt's house. I should not this terrible trial, No other voice could have known what to do or who to send. calm her, no one else influence her in. the after. I sent the coachman for the least. doctor and lawyer, and then I shook John "Iwill be strong, I will note give up into his senses and sent him for Mrs. until she is found, she said. Tell the Arteveldt. You may say that was wrong, doctor I will take what he pleases to but I knew that she would never forgive give." any of us if we took a single step before This was indeed a concession, and Kate sending for her. I made the women hastily summoned Doctor Worthing. servants keep down stairs, and kept The detective now joined the lawyer, and everybody out of the house except the from his lips obtained a concise account police. When Mrs. Arteveldt came I of the scene of the previous night. Ile obeyed her, and sent for Mr. Bathurst. listened in silence, and at the end of the I sent her coachman, and the old fool narration asked ran away on foot when he might have "Will you tell me your exact impres- gone with the carriage in half the time." sion at the time, Mr. Hale? When the After receiving all the testimony, the bride was delivering her strange address, jury consulted for a short time, and then how did you feel toward her?" returned the verdict, fully expected by "To bo honest, I felt as though she Bathurst : Deceased had met his death were speaking the truth, and I think this at the hands of his wife, Lenore Armyn feeling was general; infect the counts- Arteveldt." nance of the man now dead, told its own " There," he muttered, when at last story. I don't think any one doubted the unpleasant ceremony was done, and that he had dealt unfairly by her." the last juryman had vacated the prem - Bathurst pondered in silence for a mo- ises. "Now I can begin." went, and then said, "You are a lawyer. He began by dropping his head upon You understand human nature. Do you his hands and sitting thus for nearly an think this theory of murder is the right hour. Then he roused himself and drew one?" forth a note -book, in which he made "I don't see grounds for a different or several entries. This done, he went to better one. The evidence is all against the library and summoned a servant. her." Philip, the footman, answered the ring. "The evidence ; yes, circumstantial " Come in, Philip," he said ,affably. evidence:' "You are a shrewd fellow. I want to "True. And yet—her own words would ask you a question or two." convict her. You must consider, she had Philip bowed like a courtier and stood matured her plans, weeks in advance, "at ease." perhaps; see how suddenly and effectu- "I want you to describe to me this ally she has disappeared. This thirst for runaway bride. Can you tell me how revenge must have become a monomania she looked? I have:never seen. her." with her." " She looked like a picture, sir," replied "It is possible." Philip, with animation. "One wouldn't "But—you think it improbable?" ever suspect her of killing any one—at "No. It is the most probable of least not if they didn't see her as she theories, and yet—I should be but a poor looked that night. Then her eyes blazed detective, did I allow myself to jump at enough to stab you through and through, once to the most probable conclusion, and she looked as if she could be afraid While there is room for a doubt, there is of nothing. She was shortish, sir, and room for a search in other directions. I walked sort of graceful and swinging, have seen men pursued, whose guilt but awful proud.; stepped as if the ground looked still more probable, and because was not quite good enough. The first the easiest theory was adopted by all, the time I saw her she made me think of a actual criminal escaped." story I read somewhere, about some great "Upon my word, young man, you are a man spreading down his cloak for some sound. reasoner. May I be allowed to ask, queen to walk over. -Well, she walked what you intend to do?" as if she had been used to stepping on "Assuredly. I shall do nothing until great men's cloaks all her life. She the farce—beg pardon, I mean the idn't have much color, only in her lips, inquest, is over. After that, you being and they were as red as could be, and Mrs. Arteveldt's adviser, will of course, just like a bow. Her hair was full of examine my reports, and be fully aware ripples, and was a kind of yellowish -red, of my movements." and her oyes looked almost yellow too, sometimes; clear, you iknow, like Mrs. Arteveldt's old amber wine. I am afraid I have not done her justice sir. She was a regular beauty, and no mistake." The detective could scarcely suppress a smile as he listened to this unique de- scription. not untended lying down, and the door was not locked, T didn't know any more until some one shook me and spoke in my ear. When I opened my eyes Philip, the footman, was standing over me. He had. promised to come in and relieve me before daylight, but had gone to sleep. and overslept too. I jumped up then and drew back the curtains to take a look at my master----- Gentlemen, he lay then just asyou see him now, cold and dead, I don't remember any more, gentlemen —the thought that I had been lying there beside a corpse carne over me like a flash; I sickened, and fell down in a faint." The testimony of Philip, the footman, corroborated that of John Riley. Philip seemed to be a man of some nerve and sense, "I was so shocked," he said, "that for a full five minutes I never stirred foot or " THE THOUGHT THAT I HAD BEEN LYING THERE BESIDE A CORPS CAME OVER ME LIKE A FLASH." The lawyer made no answer, and ap- peared lost in thought. Presently the detective walked across the room, and, throwing himself down upon a couch, re- viewed in his mind all that he had ever heard of Lenore Arteveldt. After all, it was very little. He had gathered from the ravings of Mrs. Arteveldt some idea of the first visit paid by that lady to Le- nore, and of the effort made to induce the girl to renounce Clarence. If he could only get a fair, unprejudiced account of that interview! But that was impossible, at least for the present. "It seems as if fate had been against my meeting that girl," he mused. "If I could have seen her, I should know how to judge her. perhaps. It's a match for Jocelyn's murder case; only I have not the advantage of the painted eye. Well, I must await the resuls of the inquest; then, if the destroyer of Clarence Arte - veldt is to be found, I will hunt her or him, as the case may be." The inquest was of short duration; the evidence was unimpeachable and to the point, the jury unanimous in their decision. Mr. Hale and several others testified as to the supper -table scene, and. there was not the slightest variation in their testimony. One after another they repeated the criminating words of the wronged bride : "This evening has wit- nessed YOUR triumph ; TO -NIGHT and all the future shall witness mine. WHEN TO -MORROW DAWNS, LET THESE YOUR FRIENDS AND GUESTS SAY WHETHER OR NO YOUR WIFE HAS AVENGED HERSELF." Sohn Riley, the body servant of the Murdered man, described the scene in the bridal chamber, told how the victim had raved of his wife, now he had declared that she wanted to murder him, how lie had laid down upon the bride's pillow, commanded the lights lowered and the curtains drawn close, and then compelled him (John) to lie down beside him;how Clarence had covered him care- fulland then laid himself down, say- ing,. "I shall sleep now." ".A.ftor that," testified Sohn, "I fell asleep—I didn"t mean to but a had been fidgety all, day, had_ been unusuallyworked; bo- and Is sides, it was long after midnight. I had. [TO BE CONTINUED.] Interesting Lines. Porcelain is to be substituted for gold filling in teeth. Phoenicians invented the first alphabet about 1300 B.C. Over -crowding of street cars is forbid- den in England. The majority of self-taught congress- men are farmers. Lettuce was deemed by the ancients the food of the dead. The Mississippi ;delta his settling six inches per century. Japanese bamboo has been profitably grown in Louisiana. Diamonds are sometimes smuggled in hollow -heeled shoes. In 1893 Parisians consumed 21,291 horses, 229 donkeys and 40 mules. In Poland it is a penal offence to speak Polish in any public resort. `Are You Nervous? There is no better preventive of nerv- ous exhaustion than regular, unhurried muscular exercise. If women would moderate their hurry; lessen their worry and increase their open-air exercise, a large proportion of nervous diseases would be abolished. For those who cannot take a good holiday the best substitute is an occasional day in bed. Many whose nerves are constantly strained in their daily avocatiuns have discovered this for themselves. There is a physician in this city who orders his patients to go to bed for two or three days whenever they can be spared from their business, and he laughs at those who spend their holidays toiling up mountains. It is said that one of the hardest working women of Eng- land, who has for years conducted a large wholesale business, retains excellent nerves at an advanced age, owing solely to her habit of taking one slay a week in bed. If women cannot avoid frequent agitation, they ought, if possible, to give the nervous system time to recover itself between shocks. Even an hour's seclusion after a good lunch will deprive a hurried, anxious day of much of its in- jury. The nerves can often bo overcome by strategy, when they refuse to bo con- trolled by strength or will. On the night of April 28 Montgomery Gibbs, a young lawyer, was found bleed- ing and dying on Delaware avenue, Buf- falo. The tragedy remained a mystery until yesterday, when a woman named Robinson, who was arrested for another crime, confessed • that her husband shot the man because he resisted when they were attempting to rob him. Elijah Bryan, of.Novada, 14to., who is .now in his ninety-fifth year, as a youth. helped to defend the homes of the Mis- souri settlers against the raids of Black Hawk's warriors. His family is related to that of Daniel Boone, and he owns an old flintlock which was a favorite with the frontiorsinan. WilEXR'E WO IA 'RAVE BTIF*'R400. Taken Ail in All They Cut Quite w Figure in the. Worl4's Politici. The countries of the world where wo- men already have some suffrage have an area of over 18,000,000 square miles and their population is over 950,000,000. Great Britain women vote for all elective officers exeept members of par. liament. In France the women teachers elect women members on all boards of educe, - tion. In Sweden 'women vote for all elective officers except representatives; also, in- directly, for members of the house of lords. In Norway they have school suffrage. In Ireland the women vote for the har- bor boards, poor law guardians, and in Belfast fpr munioipal.oflicers, In Russia women householders vote for all elective officers and on all local mat- ters. In Finland they vote for all elective officers. In Austria-Hungary they vote by proxy for ail elective officers, In Croatia and Dalmatia they have the. privilege of doing so in. local elections in. person. In Italy widows for members of parlia- ment. In the Madras presidency, and the Bom- bay presidency (Hindoostan) the women exercise the right of suffrage in all muni- cipalities. In all the countries of Russian Asia they can do so wherever a Russian colony settles. Tho Russians are colonizing the whole of their vast Asian possessions, and carrying with them everywhere the "min" or self-governing village, where- in women who are heads of households are permitted td vote. Women have municipal suffrage in Cape Colony, which rules a million square miles. Municipal woman suffrage rules in New Zealand, and, I think, at parlia- mentary elections, Iceland, in the North Atlantic, the Isle of Man (between England and Ireland), and Pitcairn Island, in the South Pacific, have full woman suffrage. In the Dominion of Canada women have municipal suffrage in every Prov- ince and also in the Northwest Territories. In Ontario they vote for all elective of- ficers, except in the election of members of the legislature and parliament. In the United States twenty-eight states and territories have given women some form of suffrage. School suffrage in various degrees is granted to women in Arizona, Colorado, Oonneeticut, Delaware, Idaho, Indiana, Kansas, Kentucky, Massachusetts, Michi- gan, Minnesota, Nebraska, New Hamp- shire,;New Jersey, New York, North Da- kota,:Oregon, South Dakota, Texas, 'Ver- mont and Wisconsin. In Arkansas and Missouri women vote, by petition, on liquor licenses in many cases. In Delaware suffrage is exercised by women in several municipalities. In Kansas they have equal suffrage with men at all municipal elections. About 50,000 women voted in 1890. In Montanathey vote on all local taxation. In New York they can and do vote at school elections. The question of the constitutionality of the law is still unde- cided. They vote also in many places in this State on local improvements, such as gas and electric street lighting, pav- ing, sewerage and municipal bonds. In Utah women voted until disfran- chised ' by the "Edmunds law," when they promptly organized to demand its repeal. In Pennsylvania a law was passed in 1889 under which women vote on local improvements by signing or refusing to sign petitions therefor. In Wyoming women have voted on the same terms with men since 1870. The convention in 1859 to form a state consti- tution unanimously inserted a provision securing them full suffrage. This con- stitution was ratified by the voters at a special election by about three-fourths majority. Congress refused to require the disenfranchisement of women and admitted the state July 10, 1890. And let it not be forgotten that in the Senate of the United States, February 7, 1889, a select committee reported in favor of amending the federal constitution so as to forbid States to make sex a cause of disfranchisement. Congress adjourned, however, on. March 4 following without reaching the subject. The Yankee Felt Insulted. I heard a very good thing about an American traveller in England. As you all know, trunks are not checked there as they are here. The baggageman pastes a label on the thing, and you have to watch it more or less till it arrives at its destination. The Yankee felt very in- secure, insomuch as he lacked the brass check to which he was used. At every stopping -place he got out and looked for his trunk to see that it was on board. The guard became very weary of the persistent enquiries. At last he said, " Do you know, I wish you was a hele- phant instead of a hass." The American enquired why. " Because, if you was a helephant you would always have your trunk in front of you." A Sensible Woman, Who dares to assert that the millennium is far away? A mistress of a household was listening to the plaintive wails of some of her neighbors anent the troubles that shadowed their lives in the shape of wayward, exasperatinganduntrustworthy "hired girls. "My girl has beenwithme four years," said Mistress Lucky, "and I do think she is just too lovely for anything—a very jewel of a girl," All the listeners opened wide their eyes and looked hugely incredulous. "Yes, indeed," continued the happy wo- man, "but you see, it is just this way: I pay mo girl welt and I pay her regularly and promptly. If she wants to send her ,money home she can do so at a given date. She is no more uncertainty about her salary than my husband is. Her pleasant. It room is isn't elaborate, but it is as comfortable and home -like as 1 can make it ; I tell her exactly what I want done and let her do it in her own way. The children are not allowed to give her orders and they are obliged to treat her respectfully. I myself am as polite as I know how to be with her. 1 never reprimand her in public. 1 don't mind lotting her see that I like her, and even telling her so. I praise her when she deserves praise. She has company a couple of times a week, and she never abuses her pivilege. in that respect. I try to give her as much freedom as if she were employed in some other capacity, think my success; with her is an advertise-• inept for my method."