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The herald., 1897-10-24
armed and desperate Wings might be

armed and desperate Wings might be
in hiding.
Then we could hear his neighbors
what the matter was.
Il heard a noise in the wood" he re-
turned, gruffly enough.
"a wandering pig or a goat from the
hill" cried his comrade higher up,
cheerily. But the man in front of us
was sullen and did not reply.
The hail of the second soldier had
come distinctly from the rocks of the
Bennan, therefore their commander
had established a Gordon of sentries in
order to prevent the escape of some
noted fugitive. What chance was
there for couple of children to pass
the guarded line? 1 could well enough
have rushed across the line when the
sentry was at the extreme point of his
beat, and risked bullet as l plunged
into the next belt of woodland, but,
numbered with the care of a maiden
of tender years, this was impossible
The night had drawn down into a
cool, pleasant darkness. Softly Mary
Gordon and I withdrew, taking care
that no more rotten sticks should snap
beneath our feet. Presently at the
southern verge of the stragging copse
of hazel and therefore close to the edge
Of rhe lake, we came upon a couple of
sheepfolds. One of these belonged to
our own farm of Ardarroch and the
other to our kindly neighbor, John Full
lerton of the Bennan.
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SYNOPSIS.

This is the story of ouintin Mac, clel-
lans life, written by himself, with ad-
ditions by his brother Hob. Their par
ents are indwellers in the farm of Ar
darroch, situated on the hills above the
loch of Ken. Quntin begins his narra-
tive in the year 1856, when, lad of thir-
teen he tends his fathers sheep upon
the hills surrounding his home. Just at
this time the pursuit and persecution OF
Scotch Covenanters are at their height
and Quintin is witness, one day, of the
shooting of defenseless man by the SOL
diers of Charles II. This sight changes
the light-hearted boy into an earnest
man. and he becomes an ardent sym
pathizer with the Covenanters or Wings,
to which sect. his father, then in hiding
belongs. Shortly after the shooting
Quintin meets a little girl Fastening in
the direction of the merciless soldiers
He stops her. She tells him she is Mary
Gordon, daughter of Alexander Gordon
the laird of Earlstoun. noted Covenant
err The child is bringing food to her
father, who is hiding in the, vicinity. For
all Quntin knows, the dead man may be
the child's father so he induces her to
accompany him from the dangerous spot
back to her mother. who, she says, is
waiting by the lake below.
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rowed across to the loch's edge, and
there, in the first ruddy glow of the
rising sun, with color on her lips and
her lashes lying long and dark upon
her cheek, was the little Mistress Mary,
safe under her bush of bog-myrtle-
looking lovely as a fairy, aye, or the
queen of the fairies herself.
Then l know not what cantrip took
me, for at most times, both then and
after. l was an awkward Scots boy, as
rough and landward as Ashie or Gray,
my questing colles. But certain it is
that I stopped and kissed her on the
cheek as she lay.
We laid her all comfortably in the
stern of the boat. Her aunt stepped in
and took the oars. She did not invite
me to follow.
Good morrow, lad," she said, not un-
kindly" get you home speedily. / will
see to the BARN. You have done well
by Sandy's bairn. Come and see her
and me in happier times. I promise
you neither she nor l will ever forget
| it."
| And I watched these two as the boat
went from me, leaving three long
wakes upon the water, one oily and
broad, where the keel stirred the peaty
water, and two smaller on either side,
! winking with bubbles where the oars
had dipped.
And there in the stern I could just
see the edge of the blue hood of frieze,
wherein lay the golden head of Mary
Gordon.
She was but a BARN. What did a
grown ladtie care for hairns? Yet was
my heart heavy within me.
And that was the last / saw OF Mary
Gordon for many and many a year.
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Where lane Came In.

The man had taken an hour to ex-
plain all about his patent churn to the
old farmer, and though the latter said
he guessed he didn't want to invest he
invited the other out to his farm to
stay over Sunday. The invitation was
accepted and the churn-man was SO
well used that when Monday morning
came he was enthusiastic in his praise
Of agricultural hospitality.
Il shall remember this little event
for good many years to come" he
said to the farmer.
"Waal, l shouldn't wonder if you
did, was the reply.
II was a stranger to you, and yet
you have shown me the truest hos
pitality."
Yes, I guess you've had a good
time"
"A glorious time, sir-a glorious time.
Your motherly wife has made things
pleasant, and your daughter Jane has
been solicitous to my welfare
"Yes, l wanted you to meet Jane"
said the farmer as he picked at the
bark of a plum tree.
"She is a noble young woman, sir
a daughter to be proud of. I may go
further, sir, and say to you that under
other circumstances my admiration for
her might develop into a stronger SEN
timent."
what other circumstances?
"Why, If l wasn't married man.
Yes, sir if I was not already bound
by the ties of wedlock I am sure I
would"
so you are a married MANI" queried
the farmer.
Most certainly"
But you didn't say so when we was
talkin' about the churn."
perhaps not; but the question did
not arise. l will now reiterate my
thanks and start for town. Again I
tell you"
Married for sure?" interrupted the
farmer.
"Why, of course. So you took me for
a single man, eh?"
That's what I thought. 1t looked to
me like chance fur Jane Had q
good time?"
"a royal time, sir, thanks to you."
"Glad to hear it. Benz it wasn't .
chance fur Jane the bill will be $4, and
If you want me to drive ye to town
that will be fifty cents extra!- Mebbe
[ could git more If l brung lawsuit
or a breach O. premise case, but I'll
take what / said and call it squar.
Glad you've had a purity good time. We
ar allus wilin' to do anythin' to make
visitors happy!"
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No, Thank You.

Yesterday we received an invitation
from the leading men of Pine Hill to
come over and address the citizens on
the subject of railroad through that
locality. The said leading men have
our thanks, but we must decline the
honor. The last time we spoke in Pine
Hill it was on this very railroad ques-
tion. and we were two weeks getting
m something fowery Two minutes
after we began speaking the carcasses
,f 1ack-rabbits began showering down
On us, and before we could retire some-
body hit us with a brick-bat. We were
quite willing to call 1t even, but the
other fellows were not. They insisted
on running us six miles over the worst
road in the Territory, and we were so
played out when we reached home that
we didn't leave our bed for two days.
We like to make speeches on railroads
or most anything else, but the sudden
Interruptions and after-claps charac-
eeristic Of the Pine Killers are calcu-
iated to make an orator tired of life.
Wen send speech over to be read to
the crowd. and we'll hope they get
railroad, but our cheerful and obliging
spirit comes to stop right there.
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CONSTRUCT A RAFT.

1t was growing dusk when Mary
Gordon and l came to the edge of the
lake. AS Anna had foretold, we found
neither the Lady of Earlstoun, nor vet
the boat in which Mary and she had
come from the head Of the loch. We
saw, however, the rut which the PROV
of the boat had made in taking the
pebbles, and the large stone to which
it had been fastened was there. The
shingle, also, was displaced, and all
about were deeply marked foot prints,
like those made by men who bear a
heavy burden.
Then when I had sat down on a
boulder by the waters edge, drew the
little maid on my knee, and told her
that l must take her home to find her
mother. And also that because the
Earlstoun was a long way off, she
must let me carry her sometimes when
she grew weary
rs that what Anna would wish %
she asked, for from the first she had
called my sister nothing else.
l told her that it was, and imme-
diately she put her hand in mine-yet
not willingly nor trustingly as she had
done to Anna, but rather with an air
of protest and like one who does a
necessary duty.
At the point of the loch, at which
we had arrived, the trees crept down
the hillside quite to the edge of the
water. Then there comes the narrow
pass between the steepest crags of the
Bennan and the waters edge. We had
been moving cautiously through the
trees, and We're indeed just about to
emerge from the brushwood, when a
rotten stick cracked beneath my foot.
Instantly a soldiers challenge rang
sharply out in front of US:
Halt! Who goes there?"
Though little better than BARNS,
Mary Gordon and / covered with the
instructive craft born of years of per-
secution and concealment. again the
man cried, "Show yourselves-or 1
fire!"
But as Mary and I lay still as death
behind the tree, he did not think it
necessary to enter the wood, where.
indeed, for all he knew, a score Of
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But moment after, without a splash
more than wild duck might make,
the raft fioated high above the water.
With the end of the rope in my hand,
climbed on board, but soon found that
with my weight the top 'liggate' of
my craft was within an inch of the
water. Clearly, then, it could not keep
both of lis dry.
But this troubled me little. had not
lived all my life on the shores of a loch
to be afraid of swimming behind a raft
on midsummer night. For, among
other plays, Hob and l would often
play at sort of fitting or tournament,
sitting astride of logs and trying to
knock each other off into the water in
the warm summer shadows.
So 1 placed the little girl upon the
raft. cautioning her that as she hoped
to see her mother again she must in
no circumstances make the least noise,
nor yet move from the center of the
raft where I had placed her.
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The Man Who Didn't Go.

Half an hour before the train for
Cheyenne was due a roughly-clad man
with rifle on his shoulder and two
revolvers in his belt entered the depot
at Wharton and said to the ticket
agent:
I'm old Jim Kelso. Mebbe you never
heard of me?"
Not that l remember Of" replied the
agent.
WAL, that don't make any differ
ence, l reckon. l want to go up to
Cheyenne"
"A dollar and forty cents, SIR"
What fur?''
For ticket to Cheyenne"
But I'm old Jim Kelso," protested
the man.
You might be old Jim anything else
and it would make no difference. If
you ride you'll have to pay. Want a
ticket?"
mo, sir. jest called to ask if you
hadn't new conductor on this train
young. smooth-faced Teller who come
out here from st. Louis a month or so
ago?"
Yes, sir-Joe Cummings"
WAL, what I'm goin' to do is to
go up to Cheyenne fur nuthin'. No
use to pay fare when ye kin bluff the
conductor
That's the idea, eh?" asked the
agent.
That's the idea, sab, and if he don't
show up agin for a week you'd better
send a party out to hunt fur him in
the woods. Some folks may pay their
way up to Cheyenne but amt that
sort. Names old Jim Kelso, remem-
ber"
"Yes, I'll remember"
Mr. Kelso walked around by himself
until the train rolled up, and he didn't
see the sign which passed between the
agent and the conductor. AS he started
to get aboard the smoker the conduc-
tor took him by the arm and pressed
the muzzle Of a revolver to his ear and
said:
"Mr. Kelso, have you got a ticket for
Cheyenne?"
Il don't think hev," was the re-
ply.
Are you going to get one?"
"Mebbe I don't need one."
Perhaps not. If you are going up
alive you'll want ticket and can take
any car. If you are going up as a
corpse your friends at Cheyenne can
pay the bill and you'll go in the bag
gage car!''
TIL think it over" said Mr.. Kelso
as he stepped back a few feet to size
up things, but before he had made up
his mind the train had departed.
Coin to Cheyenne?" asked the agent
as he looked out and saw the old man
leaning up against the WALL
Names old Jim Kelso," replied the
buffer as he looked up and down the
tracks.
Yes, I know
And the conductor didn't skeer."
"Oh, he didn't"
"And I shan't skassly go to Cheyenne
not this time. I'm goin' over to the
hill to think it overland to kick my
self-and to figger it out-and to hang
right around these we're parts and let
you and Cheyenne and that conductor
from st. Louis go to grass and be-
hanged to you!'
The herald., 1897-10-24
VII
MY BROTHER HOB.

The years which took me, Quintin
Mac Clelan, from the boyishness of
thirteen to eighteen and manhood, were
eventful ones for Scotland. The Sec
ond Charles had died just when the
blast was strongest, and for while it
looked as if his brother would be the
worst of the two. But because he
wished well to the Papists and could
not ease them without also somewhat
benefiting us of the Covenant, the bit
terness of the shower Stacked, and we
had some peace.
But as for me, it mattered not great
ly. 1 was determined to be one who
should stand in the forefront and hold
up again the banner which had been
dabbled in the blood of Richard Cam
eron at Ayrsmoss, and trailed in the
DIST of victory by the naughty and the
proud.
That very year I went to my father,
and / asked of him wage to be spent
in buying me books for my learning.
"You want to be a Minister" said
my father, looking as he well might, no
little astonished. Have you gotten
the grace of God in your hearth"
NAY, father" 1 answered him,
that 1 know not. But nevertheless l
have a desire to know and to learn -
But another voice cut into the matter
and gravity of our discourse.
"Bless the lad-and so you shall
Quintin." cried my mother from the
door.
I heard my father sigh as though he
would have said, "The fat is in the fire
now!"
"Well," he said, "at all events there
is time enough. The lad is but four
teen and muckle much good water will
run under the brigs ere it be time to
send him to the college. But I will
speak to Gilbert Semple, the Edin-
burgh carrier, to ask his cousin, the
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MY SISTER ANNA.

vending our way through the tangle
of brown morass and gray boulders, we
arrived, the little maid and /, at the
extremity of the spur which looks to-
ward the north. Immediately beneath
us, already filling in with the oozy
peat, 1 saw the ploughing steps of the
successful fugitive where he had leaped
and slid down the soft messy slopes.
There to the right was the harder path
by which the dragons had led their
horses, jibbing and stumbling.
The little lass stood awhile and gazed
about her.
Certainly my father will see me
am sure he will be looking, and then
he will know that it is all right when
his little girl is here"
And she looked as if she were ready
to protect Alexander Gordon of Earls-
toun against Lag and all his troopers.
But after little 1 saw an anxious look
steal over her face.
He is not coming. He does not see
his little Mary!" she said wistfully.
Then she ran to the top of the highest
knoll and taking off her red cloak she
waved it, crying out: Father, father,
it is little Mary. Do not be afraid"
A pair of screeching wild fowl
swooped nearer, but no other voice re-
piled. 1 feared that she might insist
upon examining that which lay under
the brown coat, for that it covered
either her father or one of her kinsfolk
I was well persuaded.
Suddenly Mary burst into tears.
II cannot find him." she cried, land
he will be so hungry-and think that
his little girl dared not come to find
him. Besides all the oaten cakes that
were baked but this morning will be
quite spoiled
At last, however she dried her tears.
Let us leave the cakes here and take
the basket and go our way back again.
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Aristocratic English Composers.

A st of the amateur composer OF
England would include the names of
the late Prince Consort, the late Duke
of Albany, the Duke of Edinburgh, the
Marquis of Devonshire. Lady Baker
Lady Arthur Hill, Lady White, and the
Hon. Mrs. Malone, all having created
melodies of more or less lasting quail
ity. The Earl of Dunraven has organ.
lied two orchestras, one at Oxford and
the other at Cambridge. of forty mem
bers each. Lady Mary Dalrymple is d
member of very successful orchestra
composed of ladies.
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sheep-buchts when I went out with a
bicker of porridge under my coat.
Il am sore vexed to have made our
father angry" he said, "but the an
swer came upon me suddenly, and in
truth it was a proper jest. For, OF
course, leopard could not play back
sword!''
TO BE CONTINUED.
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ACROSS THE MOONLIGHT.

Just then l became aware of quick
ly growing light behind the eastern
hills. 1t was the moon rising. l had
not thought of this, and for a moment
I was disconnected. I knew that she
would doubtless throw a sharp light
upon the water, and that from the
shore the raft would be as easily seen
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Note by Hob Mac Clellan.

Quintin hath written all his story,
yet never said in three words that the
dead man upon the Bennan was not
Muckle Sandy Gordon, the father of
the little lass. He was, in fact, the
son of one Edgar of Milnthird, and re-
ported clever lad at his trade-which
was that of saddler in Dumfries.
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A School for Fishermen.

At Baltimore. Ireland, there is fish
ing school where boys receive instruc-
ton in all branches of sea fisherman
work, and in such allied industries as
net making, boat guiding, cooperage
and sailmaking.
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lerton of the Bennan.
The age-herald., 1897-12-29

present cases, why may they not give the same twist to the proposed amendments to the law in cases arising under the reVlseo and strengthened statutes?
 The commission says that secret rates and unlawful discrimination in favor aI strong shippers and places and against weak ones are proceeding much as IT no law existed and particularly in the trunk line territory; and 1t is disposed to 1aVor the legalizing of railway pooling In the hope that this would end the evil or the secret and cut rate. But the commission says that it would be little less than crime against the people of the United States to repeal the anti-pooling section unless the commission or some other pup lie tribunal were given power to regulate pooling rates. But how is congress to con fer such power on the commission against the possible negative of the United States courts?
 The overshadowing power which the United States courts have been asserting to themselves, and their manner or eXer- cising it, have been of late subject TOT frequent comment and no little denuncla- ton of the federal judiciary, and those who have ventured to denounce the courts have generally been denounced in their turn as anarchists. But we should nave to turn to the speeches of ex-Gov. Altgeld or to the Chicago platform-makers to find a more severe arraignment of the federal judiciary than is contained in the quiet, temperate words of this interstate com merce commission report.
The age-herald., 1897-12-29
Another Water Decision.

A laundry company in Pittsburg was of the muddy condition of the water fur nished by the local water company. The waiter was pumped frcm the Alleghany rfver and lin times of high water, it was fuM of sediment, thus compelling the laundry company to use a filter. And this filter had to be washed out frequent ly, and the water company's meter me tered the water that was used in wash ing out the laundry company's filter. So the laundry company claimed an allow ance, and the courts granted an allow ance or rebate of $50 for the year 1896.
 The court held that the water conn pany is required to supply to their GUS toners pure water, and the word ''pure" is not confined ito considerations of health. It is to be interpreted in reas- onable sense. No one, says the Pennsyl- vania courIt, would say that muddy wa ter is pure water. The water company must furnish water that is pure in the common and ordinary sense of the word. 'If by a reasonable expense" adds the judge, they can filter the water when the river is high and muddy, they should do so. The defendant company has shown that this can be done." And so it was decreed that the water company should pay the laundry company $150 on account of muddy water furnished fin the year 1896.
 This decision, together with the recent Wisconsin decision on account of ty- phoid fever case, pretty clearly estab- fish the liability of water companies if they do not furnish wholesome, clear wa ter The question of purity is a ques- ton of fact, to be submitted to a jury. Men would disagree over it, and the jury box is the place to determine it. AS yet, it is net we'll settled what is reasonable purity in water supply. Petit juries are wholly capable of determining that point without much aid from the judges, as cases arise A mans peers can bring to bear upon it deal of practical sense, and inborn inclination to justice.
The age-herald., 1897-12-29

mia Twenty-Five thousand dollars will do at the 5taut. Gather it in by insban- ments If a man says he can pay in the course of twenty months five hundred dollars, accept his subscription; wait un- til the money is in hand, and then begin the building of the factory. One-story factories are preferred nowadays. Make your plans with an eye to extensions as the years roll by.
 In just this way Month Carolina has become a great cotton manufacturing state. A gorh share of her 200 mills were built from home subscriptions, and in many instances the subscriptions were paid in installments. This state needs at leat one hundred small mills. A trip to almost any small North Carolina town will make plain the methods. Plans and all needful help can be there procured. There is nothing of an experimental na- ture involved. All points have been set ted The climate, the 1abou. questions, the markets for yarns-aIl have been tested on southern soGl and all are well understood. Go to North Carolina for all practical experience that may be wanting.
 Let Montevalllo get together and build the first of the cne hundred small fac tories that Alabama needs, and there fore must have. The town is as the News says, an ideal location for such factory. Fuel would in that town be small item of expense, and it's pure wa ter gives assurance of health and energy alike to operatives and the management.
The age-herald., 1897-12-29
Abduction of Children.

The men who hereafter abduct children for the purpose of securing a ransl9n, will have the whole country to contend with. The people do not propose to have another Charley Ross case. This has been made plain dn the case of the ab- duction of 5-year-old boy at Albany, New York, which occurred on the 16th day of last August. The evidence was quickly taken up, the boy was discovered in a swamp near Albany, and two of the villains were arrested, were quickly tried, and are now each serving a fourteen years sentence in a prison in New York state.
 But the third villain, New York city lawyer, who planned the job, long elud- ed arrest His name is Albert s. War ner. He succeeded in making his way to a little town called Riley, in the state of Kansas but the detectives in every city we're we'll informed and alert. Warner wrote to woman in Philadelphia. That letter located him, and a Pinkeuton de- tective did the rest. He will soon follow his two associates in crime to prison.
 The rascals demanded $3,O00 as a ran- som from the distracted parents In stead, they got, or soon will get, fourteen years in prison. Warner really should go there for the remaindor of his life Society does not want such a man at large. If he were not engaged in abduct- ing children, he would be deep in some ether deviltry. Shut him up, where he can be made to work for the state, irl- stead of preyfng upon its honest people.
 The thorough manner in which the AL bany case has been worked out Is evil dence that the country is determined to have no more Kidnapping of children One was quite enough.
The age-herald., 1897-12-29

When members of "the oldest and best families cease carrying guns, pistols and drks in the daily association with their neighbors and friends then, and not until then, should they be classed in the social role to which they aspire. This is the greatest reflection that can possibly be placed upon the oldest and best families" The man who carries concealed weapons is generally the most arrant coward. If a few of the members of the oldest and best families" who are always armed, ready to shoot down neighbor and friend for some