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beer bibber. 'So'-as he grasped the
money the fool gave him and stretched him
cast-off clothes and rubbish-'I languish in
ecstasies! The angels-are singing around
me"
With growing surprise and ill-humor had
the woman observed this novel proceeding,
and now, when the jester had himself
donned the false friar's gown, she said
grudgingly:
You did not give him one of the five
pieces?"
NO; there are still five left
"A bit of gold for cloak she grum-
bled. 1T is overmuch. But there!'' I'm
fastening a door that looked out upon the
field. Give me the money and be gone"
He grasped the bride of the horse. hand
ed her the promised reward. and. drawing
the hood of the monks garment over his
head. led the nag out into the open
air. The door closed quickly behind him
and he heard the wooden bolt as it shot
into place. Above the dark outlines of
the forest, the moon. full-orbed. now shone
in the sky. with myriad attendant stars.
its silver beams flooding the open spaces
and revealing every detail, soft. dreamy,
yet distinct. A dangerous, redolent air
just stirred the waving grain, on which
rested glossy simmer.
AS the fool was about to spring upon
the horse. shadow suddenly appeared
around the corner Of the house and the
animal danced aside in alright. Before
the jester could quiet and mount the nag,
the shadow resolved itself into a man, and,
behind him, came a numerous band, the
play of light on helmet, sword and dagger
revealing them as party of troopers:
Doubtless having INDUCED freely, they had
become inclined to new adventures, and
accordingly had bent their footsteps to-
ward the little house on the verge of the
wood" where merry company was always
to be found. At the sight of the dukes
fool and the horse they pressed forward,
and, with one accord. surrounded him.
THE Franciscan monk!'' cried one.
Where is he going SO late with the
nag?" asked another.
Hes off to confess some one." exclaim-
ed third.
"a petticoat most likely. the rogue! re-
Joined the second speaker.
We'll: what have we to do with his love
affairs2" laughed the first trooper. Ride
on, good father. and keep tryst'
Eyes. ride onr' the others called out.
The monk bowed. An interruption which
had promised to defeat his designs seemed
drawing to harmless conclusion. His
hopes ran high; the soldiers had not yet
penetrated beneath the costume; he had
already determined to leap upon the horse
in a rush for freedom when heavy. de-
tanning hand was laid on his shoulder.
"One moment. knave" said the deep
voice. and. wheeling sharply, the fool look
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monk. BY his side a tankard, half
filed with stale sack. and in his hand he
clutched a gold piece as though he had had
an ntimation it would be safer there than
elsewhere his person during the pot
valiant sleep he had deliberately courted.
His hood had fallen back. displaying a
bullet head. red cheeks and purple nose,
while the wooden beads of this scottish coun-
terfeit of friar trailed from his girdle on
! the ground. From stall in a far corner a
! large, bony-looking nag turned its head re-
| roachfully as If mentally protesting
| against such foul quarters and the poor
company they offered. Its melancholy
whinny upon the appearance OIL the wo-
| man was sigh for freedom; a sad suspira-
ton to the memory of radiant clover fields
| or poppy starred meadows.
why, here's a holy man worn out by too
many paternosters, commented the duke 8
| fool. standing on the threshold; and then
hand to the woman. Il need not ask where
you got the silver. Nanette. IT'S a chain
of evidence leading-where?'
The gypsy replied only with dark looks,
regarding his intrusion in this inner sane
tuary as a fresh provocatton for her just
| displeasure. The jester, however. paid no
attention to these signs of new acerbity on
her face.
| Crossing to the couch, he shook the monk
| vigorously, but the latter only held his
| piece of money tighter like miser whose
| treasure is threatened, and snored the
| louder. Again the fool essayed to waken
him, and this time he opened his eyes, fell
| for his beads and commenced to mutter a
prayer in Latin words, strung together in
| meaningless phrases.
why" commented the jester, Ibis learn
ing is as false as his cloak. Wake up sir
rah! Would you approach heavens gate
with a feigned prayer on your lips and a
toss-pot in your hand?''
Christie tuum--I absolve you! I absolve
your muttered the friar. go your way in
peace"
Hear me, thou trumped-up monk; do
you want another piece Of gold?'
"Gold!' repeated the other, tipsily What
what for? Toto help some fool to para
dise-or purgatory? IT'S for the church I
beg, good people. The holy church-church,
/ say!'
Winking and blinking, seeing nothing be-
fore him, he held out a trembling hand.
1.-The piece of gold-give 1t to mel" he mum.
bled.
Yes; in exchange for your cloak" an
swered the jester.
My cloak. thou horse leech! Sell my
skin for-piece Of goldi Want my cloak?
Take it!' And the dissembler rolled over.
extending his arms. The Jester grasped the
garment by the sleeves and with some diff
Guilty whipped 1t from him.
Now hand me-the money and-cover me
with rags that-1 may Sleep" continued the
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offering him the full sight Of her bold
cheeks and shameless eyes.
Are you Nanette, wife of this philoso-
pher?" asked the dukes fool approaching
and indicating the miserable scamp who
chung near the doorway as one undecided
whether to enter or run away.
Yes, L am Nanette, his true and lawful
spouse, she answered, with a shrill laugh
Wilt come to me, true lover" she called
out to her apprehensive yokemate.
Nay; III go out in the air awhile. "
quickly vanished
so much he prefers a cony burrow to his
own fireside," said the fool, dryly.
"A hole L the earth Is too good for such q
scurvy fellow" she retorted. But what
would you here. fool? A song, a
Jest, dance? Or have you come
TO learn new story, or ballad, for the
lordlings you must entertain" Unabashed,
she approached a step nearer.
Your stories. mistress. would be I'M
suited for the court and your ballads best
the thief-friar got the small piece Of silver
you gave your consort, and. Also to procure
horse
Her braxen eyes wavered. "a horse and
fool flying" she muttered. Gwen what
the cards showed. The fool seeking the
duke? puzzled look crossed her face.
But the duke Is hereT' she continued to
herself: "a strange rtddlei All tho signs
show dev1lment. but what 1t is"
Good Nanette," interrupted tho Jester.
satirically. II have no time for spells OF
Incarnation"
How dared you come here" she said
hoarsely, After
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ed into the keen. ferret eyes Of the trooper
with the red mustaches. Il have a ques-
ton to ask. Have you done that which
you were to do?"
The friar nodded his assent THE foo!
will trouble the duke no more" he answer
ed.
"Ah, he is''-began the soldier
Even so. And now pray let me pass"
soldiers. Would you keep some longing
trollop waitng?"
The leader of the troopers did not an
swer; his glance was bent upon the ground
- and suddenly thrust forth an arm and
pulled back the enshrouding cloak.
The dukes fooli' he cried. Close in,
rogues! Let him not escape
Fiercely the FOOLS hand sought his
breast; then, swiftly realizing that it
| needed but pretext to bring about the
with an effort he restrained himself. and
confronted his assailants. outwardy calm
It's poor jest which fails he said,
easily.
"Jest!' grimly returned he of the red
mustaches. Call you it jest. this monks
disguise? Once on the horse. ii would have
been no jest, and I'll warrant you would
soon have left the castle far behind. Yes;
and but for the cloven foot. the jest, as
you call it, would have succeeded. too. Had
1t not BEEN" he added, for the pointed.
silken shoe. peepng out from beneath the
holy robe-a covering of vanity. instead Of
deceived me, and'-with a brusque laugh
slipped away from your master, the
duke"
1.-The duke?" said the jester, as casting
the now useless cloak from him, he de-
iberately scrutinized the rogue.
1.-The duke" returned the man, 'stolidly.
We'll, this spoils our sport for tonight
knaves," he went on. turning to the other
troopers, for we must cen escort the
jester back to the castle
"Beshrew him!" they answered Of one
accord. "A plague upon HIM"
And slowly the fool and the soldiers be-
gan to retrace their way across the moon
lit fields, the trooper with the red mus
taches grumbling they went: Such
luck to turn back now. with all those mad
caps right under our nose! A curse to q
dry march over a dusty meadow! An un-
sanctified dog of monk! 'Tis ike a cam
paign. with naught but ditch water to
drink The devil take the friar and the
jesteri Forward! the fool in the center.
and those he would have fooled around
him.
And when they disappeared in the dis
lance the gypsy woman might have been
seen leaving the house by the stable door
and leading in the horse.
Go be continued tomortpHl
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After your mate proved but an indiffer
ent servant of yours?" he concluded. meet
ing her sullen gaze with one so stern and
lnflexible that before 1t her eyes fell
do you not know she said, endeavoring
to maintain hardened front, II have but
10 say the word, and all these friends of
mine would tear you to pieces? What
would you do. my pretty fellows, an I ask
your she cried out. her voice rising audac-
iously. Would you suffer this dukes jes-
ter to stand against me?"
Chances of suspicion and animosity shot
from a score of eyes: fists were half
clenched: knives appeared in a trice from
the concealment of rags, and a low murmur
arose from the gathering. Even the i'm
peclle MORO; natures trembling coward,
became suddenly valiant, and, with huge
frame uplifted. seemed about to spring saw
ageiy upon the fool. An expression of dis
gust replaced all other feeling on the fea-
lures of the dukes PLEASANT.
Spare me your threats, Nanette." he re-
Piled, coldly. Had you intended to set
them on me, you would have done it long
ere this
The woman hesitated. His calm, almost
contemptuous, confidence was not without
Its effect upon her. Had he trembled she
would have spoken. but before his disdain,
ana the gay splendor of his attire con-
spicuous amid rags from rubbish heaps. she
1eit a sudden consciousness of her own I'M
clean environment; at the same time I'M
| usual warnings in her COMPUTATIONS required
to her. Something about him--was it dig
litS VI pIiue OI IL udnSleSS 1edr she herself
experienced but could not understands
beat down her eyes and she turned them
doggedly away.
Abruptly she moved to the fire and again
began to stir the mess. while the suppressed
excitement in the room at once subsidized A
minstrel lightly touched his battered dull
elmer; a poet hummed song in the dialect
of thieves; juggler began practicing some
deft work for hand and eye, and he of the
hare lip sank quietly into corner and pa
tiently watched the simmering pot. The
dwarf with some misglving, as a dog that
is beaten crawls cautiously out of its ken
mel. crept from beneath the table.
"Oh, Mistress" he whimpered, some of
1t has boiled overI''
BOILED overt" echoed the morio, mourn
fully.
At the same time the woman grasped the
handle of the heavy kettle, lifted It from
the jack. displaying In her barred arms the
muscles OF a man. and. staggering beneath
the load. bore it steaming to the table.
Amid the subsequent confusion. the gypsy
held aloof from the demolition Of the rab-
bit. and. seating herself at the foot of the
table. began modify once more to turn the
cards.
A merry droll acted as host and dipped
freely for all with the long spoon, comment
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ing the while he dispensed the mess accord
ing to the wants of the miscellaneous gath
ering: "Pot-luck! 'Tis luck, and they're no
field mice in it! There's everything elSe!'
or "A bit of rabbit, my masters! I'll war
rant he'll hop Gown your threats fast as
e'er he jumped a hillock." And, when one
ate too greedily, slap went spoonful Of
gravy Ger him with: II thought you would
catch it, knave!'
Are they not blthe devils round the cal
dron?' muttered the woman. There it is
board the table. The duke here. And
the fool on horseback! What do the cards
mean?'
THAT must have the horse. Nanette, -
said the dukes jester standing motionless
and firm before the fireplace.
Are you the fool? she asked more to
herself than him. why does he wish to
ride away:
mandeu.
She hesitated Around them danced the
shadows of the kettle-gourmands:
"A kern and droe. varlet and blade,
drab AMI rep skit and a jade
sang the street poet: the dwarf and the
! morio Ga lilliputian and Gulliver fought a
mimic combat; the 1uggier and the clown,
who could eat no more, were keeping time
to a chorus by beating with their empty
trenchers on the table,
Sell you the horse? For What?" asked
the gypsy
For five gold pieces"
"a fool with five gold pieces" she ex-
claimed, incredulously.
"Herel You may see them" And he
opened a purse he carried at his g1rdle
DO not let them know" she said, hur-
riedly. '"They would kill you and
You would not get the money" he added,
significantly IF you act quickly. find me
a horse and let me go; 1t is you, not they,
who will profit.
Abruptly she rose. 1T is fate" she re-
marked. her eyes greedy.
His glance, as he stood there, proud and
stern. cut her sharply. Say cupidity. Ma
nette!' he laughed softly. 'It is more
profitable not to betray me. In the one
case you get muchs in the other little"
Stay here" she replied, hastily. ''I'll
fetch the horse" And vanished
A moment he remained, then resolutely
turning to the door through which she had
disappeared. opened it. and found himself
in combined sleeping room and stable; a
dark apartment, with floor Of hardened
earth and single window. open to wind
and weather. The atmosphere in this cham
Der for man and beast was impregnated
with the smell of mold and dry-rot min
gled with the liveler effluvium of dirt and
CRIME Of years; but amid the malodor and
mustiness, on couch under the window,
slumbered and snored the false Franciscan
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-09-22
AN ANTI-GILL ATMOSPHERE.
Forecast Of the Sixteenth Ohio Republi.
can Convention.

Special Dispatch to The Evening Star
STEUBENVILLE, Ohio. September %
The republican convention of the sixteenth
Ohio congressional district assemblies here
today to nominate a successor to Rep
resentative Gill, who resigned. The pri-
maries were held last week. and the re-
suits indicate even wormer contest
than has been expected. Mr.. Gill is anxious
to control the naming of his successor, par
ticularly because his old antagonist, w. C..
Weems of Belmont. is a candidate again.
1t is reported that Weems has fifty votes.
losing five from his own county through the
scheme of Gill in having the county COM
mittee order the election by precincts in
stead of in county convention. l. H.
Blythe Of Carrollton has the twenty-five
votes of his county. D. A. Hollingsworth
is credited with the twentythree from Har-
rison county and twenty of the forty-two
from Jefferson and five from Belmont.
while Dunbar of Jefferson has twenty-five.
1t Is conceded that the battle is between
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-09-22
DEATH RATE DECREASED.
Newsy Notes From Norfolk and
Neighboring Country.
Special Dispatch to The Evening Star

Special Dispatch to The Evening Star.
NORFOLK. Va, September 22.-Henry
Holloway, a negro who when sent from
the tobacco fields on his employer S
farm on an errand found the latter's wife.
Mrs. luton. alone and attempted an as
sault upon her. was convicted in the Green
county court at Snow HILL N. c.. and SEN
fenced to be hanged at that place October
16. There no appeal.
John Flowers. the white man Of Wilson,
N c., charged with accomplishing the ruin
of his own daughter. Elsie Flowers, was
convicted in the Wilson court and sentenced
by Judge Ferguson to be hanged October
20. The case was one of the most horrible
Of the kind on record
Sanitary Inspector D. w. Murden of
Portsmouth, Va, reports to the board of
health of that city that the death rate
among children has decreased more than -
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Shot by CHANGING Ball.

Special Dispatch to The Evening Star
RICHMOND. Va. September 22-Miss
Carrie Childress Of Manchester was badly
injured yesterday. Robert II. Lee shot a
dog which had been annoying him The
pail struck a board and glanced, strik-
Ing Miss Childress in the breast. 1t is
feared that she will die as a result of the
wound
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James Butler colored, eighteen years old,
was arrested by Mounted Policeman Walsh
Sunday night, suspected of having broken
into the coal office of A. Geary Johnson.
corner of 32d and P streets northwest,
Tuesday night and stealing s. in change.
He was arraigned in the Police Court yes
terday a charge of housebreakng. But
Ter admitted his guilt and was held by
Judge Scott under $500 bonds to await &C
ton by the grand jury
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covering the crossing. Freight cars were
tumbled in every direction. the engine of
the incoming train was wrecked and its
train derailed.
The mass of material piled on top of the
wrecked locomotive almost Immediately
took fire, and, closely following the wreck
ing outfit, fire engine was sent from Nor
folk to the scene. The fire was too hot for
the fremen to approach it near enough to
save West.
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their savage dress and customs and that,
hampered by ignorance, superstitions. race
prejudice and unfavorable surroundings,
their progress must of necessity be slow.
The Indian problem is still with US and will
be for a long time to come. The race Is
not, as is commonly supposed, dying out.
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Every Price a Revelation.

The history noteworthy because
empaicaly what qualifications necessary
business world
Six years ago started business for ourselves
gle store, No. o21 Seventh Right
rules for ourselves that have consistently strictly
adhered The result is that welcome
largest and finest furniture establishments south Philadelphia
Briefly stated policy has been follows:
To buy and sell strictly narrowes margin
of profit"
To handle only goods that know guar
antee the reliability of everything sell.
To with unvayng courtesy
alton and to promptly right any mperfection
To turn stock quickly that always representa-
tive of the patterns and most up-to date goods
To advertise what have and to sell what
To be consistently straightforward and employ msrep-
reservations of
By faithfully following these rules have
and confidence of people that business prospered
exceedingly and each have had increase
for handling it. This year have taken important costly
STEP have leased the upper of four
front 9Th and remodeed the building making
Of the handsomest the city than doubles
floor space and greatly increases expenses
To eeco
The National tribune., 1903-10-08
"City orMadisony Explosion.

EDITOR NATIONAL TRIBUNE: The ex-
plOsion of the steamer City of Madison"
occurred on Aug. Is, 1863. She was al
most continually in the United States ser
vice from the commencement of the war
until her explosion. When the disaster
occurred the boat was lying at the Vicks-
burg wharf, taking on board cargo of
fixed ammunition and 400 barrels of gun
powder for the Union army and navy. 1t
was one Of the most deadly explosions dur
ing the Whole war resulting in the destrllc
ton of the boat and the loss Of 63 lives
being her own crew and soldiers detailed
to put the cargo ON board. Some of the
victims were blown across the Missis-
sppi River, which is at that point one
mile from shore to shore. Some were
blown up into the city of Vicksburg. The
First Mate was upon deck, looking down
into the hold, when he saw a shell drop
from mans hands, whereupon he ran to
shore and slowed himself behind barge,
where he escaped unframed. Capt w.
w. Collins, who was in command. was on
the afterguard, and was blown into the
river and swan ashore, escaping with but
slight injury. 80. .......-.... .....
The miraculous escape was that of
James Connolly, the Second Mate. who
was in the hold at the time of the ey-
plOsion, attending TO the proper storage of
the deadly cargo. From him comes the
most reliable information in relation to
the cause of the explosion.
1t has always been Il mystery how Con-
nelly escaped death. Mate Connolly ran
on boats with me in 1866 and 1861. He
told me that lie was in the hold, seeing
to the slowing of the shells and powder,
and was aft of the forward scuttles and
saw shell slip from n mans hand and
fall top down on truck, and, realizing
the situation at glance, lie ran aft, but
was struck on the back of the head and
knocked down. Finding that he was not
seriously injured, knowing that the 400
barrels of powder would soon go off,
blinded and daZed, he CROPPED his way to-
ward the stern of the boat to find the aft
scuttle through which lie could pass into
the river. He reached the scuttle. and
drawing his bleeding body out to the deck
he tumbled over the stern. Then the ter
rible crash came; the 400 barrels of pow
der exploded with n mighty crash that
sent 63 souls into eternity. At that mo-
ment Connolly was swimming in the en-
CINE room; but how he got there he never
could tell.
The vessel was burned to the waters
edge, and the large steamer Edward
Walsh, lying alongside, was completely
wrecked.-CAPT. SYLVESTER Doss; late
Pilot q. s. n. Miss. Squad. and Ram fleet;
1926 Eastern Ave, Cincinnati, Ohio.
The National tribune., 1903-10-08
Battle of the Crater.

EDITOR NATIONAL TRIBUNE: / am in n
reminiscent mood, my mind running back
to the great war of the rebellion" When
memory s thus busy l usually read back
numbers" of The National Tribune, which
has been coming to my home since it was
4 small sheet, the subscription price being
only 80 cents n year.
have just been reading Comrade James
f. Catln's story in the issue of Jan. %, in
which he gives a vivid description of
scenes incidental to the Battle u the
Crater" fought July 80, 1864. The COM
rade is right in every particular. The
white troops were ready for action an hour
before the coored soldiers arrived. The
suspense was so trying that it seemed re
waited four hours for the expected rein
forcements.
r" Several members of my regiment, my
self being one, passed to the left of the
Crater and became "mixed up with the
Massachusetts troops. We knew some of
ficer had Numbered, yet we were ready for
duty--for heroic action. SO far as we could
see the way was clear. | saw Serg't T.. e.
Brown. Co. /, 18th \. Y. II. A, uncon-
cernedly taking prisoners and sending them
to the rear. Indeed he seemed to be
drilling troops in squads" Finally, how
ever, he was wounded, and himself went
to the rear.
the time they were brought into action the
rebels had recovered from their panic and
recognized. We had missed our oppor-
tunity. The Confederates charged upon
us, and 1 narrowly escaped the fate of
the many that were captured.
Those of the comrades who witnessed
the explosion and consequent horrible
scenes can never forget. If possible, !
would remember the Crater no more. |
cannot forget the dead and wounded IT,
ing between the lines. Some of the liv-
ing, who were not wounded, became in
sane 1t was horrible, most horrible"
A Massachusetts officer. 4 General,
think, had n cork leg. When the rebels
were pouring an enfilading fire down our
lines the officers cork leg was struck by
something like Il grapeshot. He simply
laughed and said: THAT is all right, my
Johnny boys; keep your range on that leg.
Shoot at it all day, but please let my
.surc-enough' leg alone"
If the comrade in the evidences"
who left plate of fried beef on camp
stool while he went to a spring for water,
and found it missing when he returned,
will communicate with me. possibly l can
give him some long-sought informa tom
SQUIRE D. RHODES, Co. G, 14th n. Y. II.
A., Hermon, n. Y.