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They opened his vest and felt him care
fully all over, to make sure that there was
no stab or cut.
"I'm going into the wash-room to c'ean
up little" said Ragabert presently, and as
no one offered any opposition. since the
wash-roofn was part of the Office, and he
could not get away from there, he arose from
hts seat on the floor, and was heard splasbing
beyond the screen.
As soon as Kent could get an opportunity
TO speak he inquired
How in the world did you men happen
to know where ] wasSand get in just in the
nick of time, for yon certainly were needed
just then. That fellow has muscles OF steel.
and he was twisting me around just as he
pleased when Watts fairy-like foot took him
in the ribs"
90, me an Watd bin over on the West
Side, lukking at a horse OPv m0ind TO buy,
an we wuz coming back On the Randolph
street cars when we caught sight of ye going
into the building. We were dead hungry
fur fwhativer news ye had, an also fur
mouthful av beer. So we wint into the
saloon opposite an waited fur ye to come
down. Thin we saw that divil's own be2et-
ting (pointiDg with his thumb to the wash
room) 20 in, two steps at tonne, Ell if he'd
been sint fur. We felt that BODIED no good
| to you, an we shiarted afther him. But we
sort o missed the room, shtruck the wraang
! 1ure, an did Mt git onto ye eZ quick Ell we
should. Thank the blissid saints we wuzzent
any later, or yer namd be clay now"
Wat hare we goiug T. do wf i'm 2"
muttered Wat, with scowl toward the
wash room. "Hiff we 'ad i'm hup hat the
Coal Yards, me hand Con hand the boys'd
| bof h eIo I
better 'old i'm ERE till hafter dark, hand
then ave Brummagen Jo come WI lis 'ack :?
We can chuck i'm bnto the 'acls hand take
i'm off somewheres were we can hattend to
i'm just us e houghter be-"
No." said Kent, decisively; Il think it
is time to bring the police into the matter
/ hadn't intended to 60 to the police until
had worked mp the case good deal more,
and had got enough evidence TO make sure
of holding him. But now we've got to do
something, and l believe that we can find
enough on him and in that desk to con vict
him before any jury. You two stay here
and watch him, and I'll run down to the
street and find an officer. Well then have
him taken to the Armory Station-house
Wed save the County an ell of hex
pense hif we took i'm TO the Coal Yards, !"
growled Wat Sparger.
" Divil a bit av lie about that" assented
Con. Les take him to the Coal Yards"
NO" said Kent, decisively "rm for
the law, every time If you don't want to
stay here with him will, and you can 90
for the officer"
"Stow that" said Wat, Grossly. "D' ye
think ia trust ye VII i'm again? No; you
20 for the bobby. Take Con WI you. Let
i'm 20 one way an you the other, for peelers
make themselves has scarce has 'en's teeth
wen you really wants em. Hi don't want
hanyone else WI me to 'elp 'andle that bloke
Hi can take care O. i'm heasy. Trot halong
now"
Kent and Con ran down stairs to the
street, and one started east and the other
west in search of an officer.
The moment the door had closed behind
them Rsgabert emerged from behind the
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screen with navy revolver that he had
kept stored there for emergencies He
leyeled this at Wat Sparger's head and
hissed out:
SECT out of this Office instantly, you beast
ly brute of an Englishman. Don't stop an
instant, as you value your life. / ought to
kill you-it is hard to keep myself from it,
/ shall do it if you say q word or make q
motion except to 60"
The dumbfounded Englishman rose slowly
and, with his eye fixed upon the muzzle of
the terrible weapon, backed awkwardly
through the door, until he had the jamb
between him and the pistol. Then he saw
Ragabert, still holding the pistol in his
right hand, draw with his left two large
bottles of kerosene from behind the desk
and smash them over it. Then getting
nearer the door, he scratched match on the
wall, and with an oath tossed it on the desk.
A torrent of fame shot up.
Stay there and roast, You beef-chawing,
beer-swilling brute" he shouted at Wat
Sparger, as. pistol still in hand, he dashed
past him down the hall. Wat ran after him,
but his heavy feet made poor comparison
with Ragabert's nimble steps in descending
the long stairs. When he reached the side
walk there was no sight of the fugitive.
Wat shouted +" fire" and the alarm was
turned in from the nearest boz. Fortunately
the engines were prompt, and still more for
tunately Wat guided the firemen to the
right spot without delay, and the building,
though considerably damaged, was saved.
After the fire was gotten under control,
Kent and Con found Wat, crestfallen and
raging over the turn the affair had taken.
BY turns he cursed Ragabert, himself, Kent,
and Con.
"'Ell of fly cop, you hare. Blarsted,
bladder-pated, chuckle-'eaded buffers we
hall hare to let that bloody Yankee rake-ell
slip through hour fingers, wen we lad i'm
dead to rights. WY didn't we put i'm to
sleep hor heven tie lis lands? We're TO
blame for that ere fire. Hi can never rest
now till Hive laid my mauleys hagain hon
that himp hof Satan. Hi wonder were 'e's
levanted to?"
He is probably leaving Chicago at the
rate of 80 miles an hour, on the first outgo-
ing train he could find. think this things
got too big for us to handle by ourselves,
without the help Of the police. Let us go to
Headquarters and see the Superintendent" f"
They were fortunate in finding the Super
intendent of Police in his office alone, and
comparatively at leisure. He was tall,
slender man of about 40, with side whiskers,
high forehead, and pale, thoughtful face.
He had the air Of a studious, patient, hard
working lawyer, sitting at his desk, but his
uniform and the glass cases about the room
in which were artisically displayed all
manner of murderous weapons and burglar s
tools, each memento of some noted case,'
forbad the idea Of law Office.
He looked up from the letter to which he
was debating a reply, saw with quick
glance that they had probably something of
importance to communicate, received them
kindly, pointed them to chairs, and asked
the stenographer to close the door.
Kent's appearance and straightforward,
intelligent story oppressed the Superintend-
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ent most fayorably. Kent had not gone
very far in his recital when the Superintend
ent directed the stenographer 10 take down
what he was saying. From time to time
the Superintendent would interrupt the
narrative with keen, pertinent questions to
bring out points that Kent had overlooked.
AT the conclusion he said:
Young man, | like yon very much. You
seem to have rare combination of courage,
good sense, and a thirst for justice. You
say you are printer. / have no doubt you
are good one But you are fitted for more
important work There are many who make
good type-setters, but very few who have the
material in them for officers Of law and
justice. Would you like to 20 ON the force 2"
"Td like to try it, sir" said Kent modestly.
We'll, I'll give you probation. Whether
you stay depends on what aptitude you de-
velop. Tomorrow morning I'll have you
sworn in and your narae placed on the rolls
for special service. Say absolutely nothing
about this matter to any one. I'll see that as
little as possible is made Of it in the papers.
This fellow will come back in little while,
if we don't catch him before. There's
fascination about the scene of their crimes to
all criminals, and sooner or later they re-
turn to them. Our policy is 10 let him think
that we have forgotten all about him in the
rush of other matters. In the present con-
dtion Of the city lie can't find another so
good a field for his style of work, except in
some Of the new mining regions. Report
directly to me all you find out. / want you
to go over this evening to see that girl, and
get from her everything possible about her
father and his affair, and as to those likely
to be his eneMes. Try to find out some
thing that will give motive for the crimen
Y'r haauar," said Con, me an this gen.
tleman want to help. This is our boy, an
we're quite proud av him, but we're afraid
to let i'm 90 hall halone. 'E's only mere
slip av lad, an no match fur that villain,
ez ye may know from fwhat 'e's told ye."
"Yes," replied the Superintendent with
smile. He seems to have gotten away with
all three of you this afternoon. Well try
TO arrange things differently in the future"
The countenanee of Wat and Con fell.
"But" continued the Superintendent
pleasantly, eve will give you chance TO
help. / think you may be OF service Give
me your names and addresses. I'Il have
you looked up, and if you are found to be rs
straight as / believe you are, Pll have you
given warrants as specials"
Can we wear badges, thin ?" asked Con
eagerly.
Yes; and you'll have the same powers as
regular officers We need help badly lust
now; and I'm looking out for some good
men, who are straight and loyal"
Good men is ito,ye want?" said Con, ex-
cited over being set in authority, no matter
how subordinate. eff there's better man
in the City av Chicago, he's niver put up his
dukes before aither ay us. l can lick Wat,
,,,1W Mt al. -
"Stow that" growled Wat. 81 can lick
yer, hand yer knows hit"
"We amt much on reading an writing"
continued Con enthusiastically, shut for
straightness and loyalty we just bate the
devil, so we do Oh became citizen ov this
The National tribune., 1897-06-17
How an Army Dinner Was Spoiled.

EDIToR NATIONAL TRIBUNE: Reading
Snowlalfs experience cooking rice brings 10
mind q dinner two chums and / had while in
the army. The two were buglerz and one was
70 stay in camp while the com papy was making
q short scout.
MARI" said ], "have dinner ready when we
get in" "All right; what shall / get?"
Goldfish and potatoes"
When we returned. about D. n tired and
very hungry, Mark brought in big camp ket-
tie nearly full. The other bugler took one
nouthful, and splpttered until ] thought he
was choking. As soon as he could speak he
yelled, What is that?"
Goldfish and potatoes" replied The innocent.
How did you cook it?"
why, just picked the two fish in small
pieces. and put them in the kettle with the
potatoes aud water, aad then threw in hand.
ful Of salt" We ate hardtaek for dinner.-R
i. BYRNE. Go. L, Sd Mich. Cav, Buffalo. n. Y
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knife. II don't want to do it, because of
the interference with other plans; but if
have TO, I'll leave you with your mouth for
ever shut on the floor there, where you'll
not be found until tomorrow morning, by
which time l shall be very far away"
As Ragabert drew the dagger Kent no.
ticed, standing in the corner near his right
hand, a stout ashen pole, used for pulling
down and pushing up the window SASH On
its end was bronze knob, and it instantly
occurred to him that it would be formida-
BILE weapon of defense if used spearwise.
Go in with you!" said Kent, with inf
mite scorn. go in with you to help you
swindle working people out Of their hard
earnings, and then be left like your other
dupe, Mr.. STANDARD, with q knife-thrust in
the back. / don't want to breathe the same
air with you, you villain, until tho Jail
doors shut you in"
Ragabert sprang at him with the fury of
a panther. But as he came Kent snatched
up the sash pole and thrust the bronze knob
into his face with force that knocked him
backward. The pain angered him beyond
control, and he shrieked torrent Of curses.
He came on again more madly, and caught
the bronze knob in his breast with force
that sent him to the floor.
Kent leaped upon him and tried to wrest
the knife from his hand, but Ragabert had
more strength than he had calculated, and
he was on the point Of being turned and
pinioned to the floor when the door burst
open and Wat Sparger and Con Purtell
rushed in.
A kick in the side from Watts heavy boots
made Ragabert relax his hold. Kent bounded
to his feet at once. and after Wat had Wig
orously handled Ragabert for few sec
onds he set him down with such emphasis
that Con remarked afterward:
Oh thought he'd shtuck his backbone into
the Hure."
Then Wat and Con turned their attention
to Kent. They were filed with alarm lest
he had been stabbed, and would not believe
his assurance that he had not.
That bloody bugger'd slip knife hinto
yer jest like batsin' yer heye."
Yis; y'd nivver know ye were hurted
till ye were dead intoirely. Fwat did me
an Wat till ye the maarning before ye
shtarted out? Olive the greatest moind to
bate yer head Off for yer dishobaydence, ye
rash young fool. Ye haven't the sinse ye
were born wild, so ye haven't"
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Before Abraham Was Born and

long before ground was broken in building
the great pyramids of Egypt, medicines
were made from herbs for the healing of
the sick, and we read in Scripture, Purge
me with hissOp, and / shall be clean" !"
There Is probably no greater enthusiast in
the country than the proprietor of DIR.
PETERs BLOOD NITALIZER on the subject
Of herb treatment for skin and blood
diseases. The above is quotation from his
latest paper. Our readers would do well
60 write for a copy of il. II is sent free
Address DR.. p. Fashrney, 112-114 S. Hoyne
Ave, Chicago, III.
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4 M0RHL BULLY.
Man Whose Biisterins Kindness Made Life
q Burden.
BY r. McARTHUR.


When little Silas Bostick rose, one fine
Summer morning, he walked through his
well-tended garden and smiled almost glee-
fully. He rubbed his palms together from
time to time and murmured, Dear me!
Well, well" A person who did not know
him might imagine he was rejoicing because
his cabbages were thriving, or because some
great good fortune had recently come to
him.
That was not the case. The fact is that
on the previous night a horse belonging to
his new neighbor, Mr.. S1ambang, had broken
into the little garden, trampled through the
cabbage-bed rolled on the onion-bed and
torn the grapevine frem its trellis. The
damage was not great, but it was of the an
noyjng sort that would have sent citizen
of ordinary emotions on profane mission
to the home of Slambang.
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"My name is Bostick, and live over
there" he said, pointing toward his house.
Slambang looked at him for moment and
dropped his hammer. He then walked up
to the little man and towering over him,
snarled aggressively:
so you are one of that kind, are you?"
90 beg your pardon" said Mr.. Bostick; "I
don't understand you."
My horse broke into your garden last
night, didn't he?"
Mr.. Bostick backed away uneasiIy, and
replied, with his sweetest smile: 40, yes;
but sucn things are liable to happen to
anyone. He didn't do much damage"
"You lie," roared Slambang 81 went
over there and got him, and / know how
much harm he did. I was going over just
now to offer to pay you for what b done if
you hadn't been 80 ALFRED quick
Really, you misunderstood ne"
"No don't! You have cor over here
to heap Goals of fire on my head an l want
you to understand that the man who tries
to heap Goals of fire on Jonas Slambang's
head is going to get his fingers burned"
Really, I"-
"Shut up, you driveling little hypocritel !
Now go home and send me bill for the
damage my horse done.'
"I couldn't think of doing such an un-
neighborly thing" said Mr.. Bostiek, with a
smirk.
"You couldn't, eh! Then get off my lot"
and he helped Mr.. Bostick with kick that
joggled his vertebre and tumbled him in a
heap in the roadside ditch.
That evening Jonas Slambang was sitting
on the front steps of his house, waiting to
be arrested for assault and battery, when
delegation ofvillagers came trooping through
his front gate.
After cautious greetings had been ex-
changed, the spokesman of the party said:
'sMr. Slambang, we have all heard of how
you used Silas Bostick this morning, and
we have come in body to express our
thanks. That measly little skunk has
simply terrorized this village with his
deeds of kindness for the last 20 years, be-
cause no one in the community had the
moral courage to give him the larruping he
deserved. You have set US a noble ex-
ample that we won't be slow to follow, and
we want to assure you that on the first
opportunity We are going to elect you
Mayor"
Slambang brought out bottle of whisky,
passed it around, and the fall of Mr.. Bostick
became an assured fact. The spell of his
all-pervading goodness was at last broken,
and his neighbors were able to live without
having the fear of his blistering kindness
hanging over them.-1futh.
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Thinks Pensions Should BE Restored.

J. shaffer, la Plata, No., writes: 1--WE
read every Gay Of President Mckinley, the
Secretaries of the different Departments, and
Commissioner Evans restoring TO their for
mer places veterans who had been dis
charged. Where the pay Of veteran had
been reduced he has been restored to his
former pay. II seems that the pensioners
who were dropped from the rolls or their
pensions reduced have been forgotten. Why
NOT restore the pensions also?"
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they had injured him until he came smirk-
ing around to do them kindness. No pug
nacious Hibernian ever trailed his coat-tails
in the dust hoping to have them trodden
upon so industriously as he did.
On this occasion he was unusually happy
in finding himself wropged, for his victim
was to be new man. As he finished re-
pairing his garden he assumed his kindest
air and trudged over to visit his offending
neighbor.
Now Slambang was a man Of about the
opposite character to Bostick. He was tall
and angular-his chief angles being his
knees, his nose, and his Adams apple-and
his path through life had not been smooth.
He had wrestled with mortgages in half n
dozen States, and had been thrown every
time. When he moved into the little New
England village where Mr.. Bostick prose-
cuted his pious revenges, his temper was
quick and his conduct in keeping with it.
When Mr.. Bostick hailed him with a
CHEEKY Good morning neigbbor Slambang,"
he was in the act of sucking his thumb after
having hit it with hammer while mailing
a loose board on his stable door.
GOOD morniDgi" he responded, as cheer
fully as he could in the circumstances.
at occurred to ME that you must be very
busy with your moving, 80 thought would
come over to see if / could help you in any
way. / have nothing in particular to do
this forenoon"
"That is main kind of you."
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But Mr.. Bostick didn't swear. That was
not his way. He repaired the damage as
best he could, still looking happy and con-
tented. His round, smooth face usually
wore spiritual smile, and when he liked
hecould add to it an expression of exasperat-
ing goodness. On the morning in question
the look of goodness was there.
While repairing his garden Mr.. Bostick
was thinking very hard. He was trying to
think Of some way in which to heap Goals of
fire on the head of Slambang. In his youth
he had been taught that a man should never
be violent, but that he should heap Goals of
fire on the heads of his enemies The good
people who taught him this noble principle
had no idea of its possibilities as vehicle
of revenge. They did not know how CALLING
it can be made.
Years of practice had made Mr.. Bostick
expert in handling the hottest and most
lasting kind of Goals. In fact, there was no
one living within miles of the good little
man who wouldn't rather injure the local
bully and get well thrashed for it than do
the most trifing wrong to Mr.. Bostick.
And it was easy to get him started. II
| often happened that people did net know
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"ANFED-If John B. Faucher will write me- hs
w will hear of some important news or if any
comrlde cln give reliable Information to the living
or death of John Il. Faucier he viii favor the undsr
sisae very much. Any trouble and expense will bs
thankfully repaid j. q. Sondermans Co. "A, ISt MINI,
Pembina n. ID. 6l7-13s
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Wy ANTED-By DR.. Clark Caughell. Boz s. Burks
w Falls Ontario. Canada-'The names and al
dresses of comrades of she 18th u ). Inf who were
on duty at the post of Camden, Ark during the years
of 1865 and lS6s S21-3t.
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INFORMATION wanted of officers or men who
Il served in 1864 on board the Iackawanna at battle
of Mobile. Address Richard Mckay 15s EAST FOrty-
eisnth street, New I ork City. 5,5St
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WANTED--ADDRESSES

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VyTANTED-By Wm. McBee, Savannah, Iowa
w p O. addresses of comrades of Co. ID, 21st o.
3 Inf, who were stationed It Tucson, Arizona In
1871.
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1897-01-07
Our congressman aboard.

The Washington Post says, page
Morris, member of congress from the
Duluth (Minn.) district, is at the Metro
politan. his campaign attracted natio-
nal attention on account of the promi-
hence achieved by his opponent, Charles
A. Townr, also of Duluth, who bolted
the republican party to spouse the
cause OF tree silver. The fight between
Morris ard Towne was hot one, but
the former won by majority of 700
votes, though in the beginning Towne's
success seemed like certainty.
Judge Morris shows his Virginia ma
tiyity in bis courtly manner and south
ern accent. He has dark hair and eyes,
fine features and a pleasing address In
1876. shortly after his graduation from
the Virginia Military Institute, he mi
grated to Texas, where he accepted a
professorshlp i'll the State Agricultural
and Mechanical college. He speedily be
came the most popular men. Der of the
faculty, but row having started be-
tween the president of the institution
and one Got the professors, which had a
disastrous effect on the college, Cover
nor Roberts demanded the resignation
OF the entire faculty. The young Vir-
sinia professor, who had nothing to do
with the trouble, and whose work was
pre-eminently satisfactory, felr that a
gross injustice had been done him, and
showed his sense offs the unfair treat
rnent bv refusing to resign.
"As he had done nothing to justify his
expulsion. the'only thing left the cover
nor and board Of directors was to abol-
ish the chair held by Morris. He was
thereby frozen out, and left the state in
disgust. Up to that time he had always
been democrat, but on returning to
Virginia, he found himself at variance
with his party IN the readjuster move
ment. and in 1882 went over TO the re
publicaps. In 1884 lie stumped the
state for Blaine. and was the unsnccess-
ful republican candidate for congress
against Senator John W. Daniel, whom
ne had supported for governor against
William E. Cameron in 1881, when the
latter was elected by the readjusters,
I'm 1886 Judge Morris moved to Min
nesota, and speedily wnn distinction il
the legal profession. He took no very
active interest in politics until his nomi-
nation to congress last summer, having
resigned from the benel, to. enter the
He will take rank among
The scholarly and eloquent men in the
fitty-fith congress"
The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1897-01-07
Senate Passes the House Bill
AboIlshing Death Penalty
in Many Cases.
Federal Laws Governing the
Matter Too Ancient to Be
Satisfactory.
House Spends the Day Dis
cussing the Loud Pos
tai Measure.

WASHINGTON, Jan. 6.-The senate
has passed the house bill abolishing the
death penalty in a large number OF
cases. The measure is in the line Of
recent state laws abolishing capital
punishment and applies the same prin-
ciple to federal offenses. The present
laws, which have come down from
colonial times, have sanguinary as
pect and prescribe death for offenses of
various character.
During the day Mr.. Call (Dem., Fla.)
introduced resolutions calling for in
formation as TO the condemnation Of
Julio Sanguilly at Havana to life i'm
prisonment, and also directing the Sec
rotary Of state to demand Sanguilly's
Immediate release. Mr.. PETER Pop.,
Kan. delivered a speech in support OF
his resolution for national monetary
commission.