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The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1916-03-18
PRACTICAL AIDS.

The constant changes in the game
OF bridge and the new requirements
in playing IL maxi new manuals a
necessity. The latest ~ X. r. Eos
ter's Auction Bridge FOR All" Erred
erlck A. Stokes Company. in which
the we'll known card expert provides
for all classes Of players. the learn
ers to whom clear directions are given,
the ordinary players TO whom the
chance is given to lind out the fine
points Of the game II they Choos. to
do some studying. and the experts to
whom new theories are suggested. APP
pended are the laws laid down by the
Whist club OF New York for 1915.
The needs OF amateur actors are the
chief consideration in Emerson Tay-
lor's Practical Stage Directions for
Amateurs (E. +. Dutton Il Com
pany). and most of the Information
about the mechanical! side Of the thea
tire, which is familiar to stage people.
Will ne useful only to amateurs. A
good part Of the book. however. is
devoted to hints about acting. the use
of the voice, the eyes and so on, and
that portion may he studied with ad-
vantage by many professionals now on
the stage. Clcarness and common
sense characterize tho authors dircc-
tons.
\ model little handbook that viii,
lie very helpful to whoever has the
good fortune TO be able TO wander
lbout the country in spring has been
prepared by Harriet l.. keeler in our
Early Wild Flowers" Charles SCrib-
ner's Sons). All the flowers are shown
in pictures. some of which are Colored
they are described first accurately and
scientifically and then in popular lam
tons attached to each. 4 vast amount
OF entertaining and readable inforna-
ton Is presented in compact form.
Though intended for young people.
the survey Of oceanography which A.
Hyatt Verrill calls The Ocean and
Its Mysteries" ODunield and Com
pany) will prove attractive to older
readers as we'll. because the author
has hcen obliged to simplify his sci.
entitic information and put il in read
able form. He explains the currents,
NV 'hiNF' NV f'SuitS Vi uttn Stt
soundinGs, describes the life that is
found near the surface and in the
depths and tells about icebergs AMI
derelicts and divers and lighthouse
keepers.
In breathe and BE Well" edward
J. Clode. New York; DR.. William Lee
Howard proclaims cmphatically and
Enthusiastically the advantages To he
derived from the habit OF breathing
properly. lie seems to regard this az
a panacea for most Of the Ills that mar
is heir to. In addition he gives ex-
plicit directions as tn how We should
breathe and what exercises we should
lake. There Is much obvious common
ems In his homily. Some readers
may be interested In his cure for
snoring.
Tho "a r c Of Golf" by John
Duncan Dunn. Is added to the helpful
series OF little manuals issued by the
liarpers. Space compcls tho author
TO limit himself to essentials. a limita-
ton which forces him 10 he clear and
explicit In his directions and thus start
the beginner rightly on his course,
with nothing that he Will have to nm
learn.
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1916-03-18
HISTORICAL.

PopulAr histories Of Germany In
English are neither numerous o very
good. 20 that there Is room for the
History OF the German People" IN
sixteen volumes that has been pre-
pared BY Edward s. Ellis and Angus
tus Il. Keller CThe International His
toricai Society. New York;. The mum.
Der OF volumes is due 10 the form or
p%ublict!oN: they are small, con-
venient pocket volumes. printed in
lars and attractive type and very
well illustrated. The history IL based
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1916-03-18
CRITICAL REVIEWS
OF THE SEASONS
LATEST BOOKS

An Unusual and Faultlessly Artistic Story-Mr.
Harrington Pictures the Asonies Of Seventeen"
Mrs. Prouty ~Spiritedly Expounds What the Modem
Girl Is After-An Absorbing Mystery Story.
Different Phases Of the War-Hisories Of Germany.
Of Mexico's Conquest and Of the European Map.
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1916-03-18
MISCELLANEOUS.

A very interesting account Of an cx-
petition after big game In Alaska win
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

A slip of hardwood had been nailed to the tree in such way as to point to the westward.
 Most certainly a signpost,'' said Challenger What else? Finding him self upon a dangerous errand, our pto- neer has left this sign so that any party which follows him may know the way he has taken. Perhaps we shah come updn some other indica- tions as we proceed"
 We did indeed, but they were of a terrible and most unexpected nature. Immediately. beneath the cliff there grew a considerable patch of high bamboo, like that which we had trav- ersed in our journey. Many of these stems were twenty feet high, with sharp, strong tops, so that even as they stood they made formidable spears. We were passing along the edge of this cover when my eye was caught by the glean of something white with in it. Thrusting in my head between the stems, I found myself gazing at a deshless skull. The whole skeleton was there, but the skull had detached itself and lay some feet nearer to the open.
 With few Blows from the nachetes of our Indians we cleared the spot and were able to st'.dy the details of this old tragedy. Only 8 few shreds of clothes could still be distinguished, but there were the remains of boots upon the bony feet, and 1t was very clear that the dead man YVES European. A gold watch and a chain, which held a stylographic pen, lay among the bones. There was also a silver cigarette case, with .sJ. C., from A. E. s. upon the lid The state of the metal seemed to show that the catastrophe had occur red no great time before.
 ''Who can he be?" asked Lord John. "Poor devil, every bone in his body seems to be broken
 And the bamboo grows through his smashed ribs,'' said Summerlee, "It is a fast growing plant, but it is surely inconceivable that this body could have been here while the canes grew to be twenty feet in length
 "As to the mans identity" said Pro lessor Challenger, q have no doubt whatever upon that point. As made my way up the river before reached you at the fazenda I instituted very particular inquiries about Maple White At Para they knew nothing. Fortu- nately, had a definite clew, for there was 6 particular picture in his sketch book which showed him taking lunch with certain ecfesinstic at Rosario
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12
Sconslnued.1

Barry next morning we were again afoot and found that the character of the country had changed once again. Behind us was the wall of bamboo, as definite as if it marked the course of a river. In front was an open plain. sloping slightly upward and dotted with clumps of tree ferns, the whole curving before us until 1t ended in a long, whale backed ridge This we reached about midday, only to find a shallow valley beyond, rising once again into a gentle incline which led to low, rounded sky line.
 And now, my readers, if ever have any, have brought you up the broad river, and through the screen of rushcs, and down the green tunnel and up the long slope of palm trees, and through t..e bamboo brake, and across the plain of tree ferns. At last our destination lay in full sight of us. When we had crossed the second ridge we saw before us an irregular, palm studded plain and then the line of high red cliffs which I-have seen in the picture There it lies, even as write, and there can be no question that it is the same. At the nearest point it is about seven miles from our present camp. and it curves away, stretching as far as I can see. Chal- lenger struts about like a prize pea cock, and Summerlee is silent, but still slzepticaL Another day should bring some of our doubts to an end. Meanwhile. as Jose, whose arm was pierced by g broken bamboo, insists upon returning, send this letter back in his charge and only hope that it may eventually come to hand. will write again as the occasion serves. I have 1nclpsed with this rough chart of our journey, which may have the effect, of making the account rather easier to understand.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

we should travel along the base of the cliff to the west and seek for a prac- tcable point for our ascent
 That's it. said Lord John. .',The odds are that this plateau. is of great size, and we shall travel round it until we either find an easy way up it or come back to the point from which we started
 The ground at the foot of the cliff was rocky and broken, so that the go- ing was slow and difficult. Suddenly we came. however, upon something which cheered our hearts. It was the site of an old encampment, with sew eral empty Chicago meat tins, bottle labeled Brandy a broken tin opener and a quantity of other travelers' de- bris. A crumpled, disintegrated news paper revealed itself as the Chicago Democrat, though the date had been obliterated
 Mot mine.Y said Challenger. "It must be Maple Whites
 Lord John had been gazing curiously at great tree fern which overshad- owed the encampment. q say. look at this,'' said he. ''I believe it is meant for a signpost.''
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12
CHAPTER TX.

%1SGaA
 M DREADFUL thing has happen M ed to us. Who could have fore
 seen 1t? cannot foresee any
 end to our troubles. It may be that we are condemned to spend our whole lives in this strange, inac- cessible place. am still Ee confused that can hardly think clearly of the facts of the present or of the chances of the future. To my astounded senses the one seems most terrible and the other as black as night.
 When I finished my last letter stat ed that we were within seven miles from an enormous line Of ruddy cliffs which encircled, beyond all doubt, the plateau of which Professor Challenger spoke. Their height, as we approach ed them, seemed to me in some places to be greater than he had stateds run ming up in parts to at least thousand feet, and they were curiously striated in a manner which is, believe, char acteristici of basaltic upheavaIs. Some thing of the sort is to be seen in Sails bury crags, at Edinburgh. The sum- init showed every sign of luxurtant vegetation. with bushes near the edge and farther. back many high trees. There was no indication of any life that we could see
 That night we pitched our camp inn mediateIy under the clifr-a most wild and desolate spot. The crags above us were not merely perpendicular, but curved outward at the top, so that as- cent was out of the question.
 In the morning. after frugal break fast of coffee and manioc-we had to be economical of our stores-we held a council of war as to the best method of ascending to the plateau above us.
 Challenger presided with a s3lemnfty as if he were the lord chief justice on tue bench. Picture him seated upon a rock. his absurd boyish straw hat tilt ed on the back of his head, his super cilious eyes dominating us from under his dropping lids. his great black beard wagging as he slowly defined our pres ent situation and our future move ments.
 "I Eeed not say" said our leader, 'tIlat on the occasion of my last visit I exhausted every means of climbing the cliff, and where failed do not think any one else is likely to succeed. for I an something of a mountaineer. had none of the appliances of rock climber with me. but have taken the precaution to bring them now. With their aid I am positive could climb that detached pinnacle to the summit. But so long as the main cliff overhangs 1t Is vain to attempt ascending that. was hurried upon my last visit by the approach Of the rainy season and by the exhaustion of my supplies. These considerations limited my time, and I can only claim that have sur veyed about six miles of the cliff to the east of us, finding no possible way up. What, then, shall we now doT
 There seems to be only one reason able cou4se." said Professor Summer lee S.If you have explored the east
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12
Physical Treatment

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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

HOUSE must be sold before 18th of May as owner leaves town. $3,60O buys 10 room 2 family house and large barn; $500 cash, balance on per cent mortgage. Located in the most industrial section of the city. For further particulars see L. Weiss, 143S Main St. or Phone 2T43-3.
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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

WANTED POSITION as violin1st, will also take sa few violin pupils. Dan ael CaIlett, 483 Arctic St.. Bridge port. 2S de
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

Serbia has purchased second destroyer, as we'll as a transport, for the new Serbian fleet.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12
foSttiOIls Wanted

|ANTED-Position on farm with house rent by married man. Ad- dress '. J. Rabidcau, General De- livery, City. R s@
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TODAYs WANTS

WANTED-Winders steady work and good pay. Apply Employment Off, flee Salts Textile Mfg. Go.
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Automobiles

AUTOMOBILE OWNERS KITTEN T1ON: We can save you money on your automobile, fire and liability insurance. Give us a chance to fi- gure before you insure elsewhere. Za1non Goodseu & Co.,, No. J094 Main street. Phone No. 31.
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ATnbuIanceS

AMBUI1AN NCES-Inva1id cars and limousines. Charges reasonable. James T. Rourke. 1925 Main street. Phone 1861.
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UphoIsterers

WYE WILL COVER and fur lish all material for piece parlor suit. guarantee all wcrkmanaElip sla first class, ten patterns to select from for $12 to SIS. Sca@y Bros, eos State street.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

WHITE wYANDOTTE EGGS $2 and S5 per setting from prize winning stock Day old chicks zoe. J. J. Lynch. 466 Fairview Ave, Bridge port, Conn., bsS
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12
Awnings and Sail Maker

SAILS, AWNINGS, COAL BAGS. Spray Hoods, Canvas Covers, Rope Splicing. Geo. l.. Harrington, 175 East Main street. Tel. 1O45-14. l 1a 16 ds*
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-12

HATCTIIres- EGGS FOR SALES. C.. White Leghorns, $1.5O for 5. White Plains Poultry Farm, Postofftce Box 1o5, Trumbu1l, Conu.
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SCHOOL
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Female Help Wanted

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The Spectator., 1916-01-04

der his grave face he masked break since he was no longer young and ut terly incapable of bending, he sick ened slowly through the wet winter, and men spoke of him as an invalid
 With Milt "ailin'," there was no one to take up the reins of clan govern ment, and those elements that had been held together only by his iron dominance began drifting asunder.
 One mill day when a group of Me Briars met with their sacks of grist at a water-mill, someone put the ques- tion; Who's a-goin ter go down thar an take Luke Thixton away from ther Haveys now thet Old Milts down an out?"
 There was long silence, and at last a voice drawled: Hit hain't a goin ter be me. Whats Luke Thixton ter me, anyhow? He didn't nuver lend me no money"
 "I reckon thars a heap O sense in thet, answered another Pears like, when | come ter recollect. mos of ther tightin' an fursin' I've done in my time hain't been in my own quarrels nohow" And slowly that spirit spread
 When Anse Havey went over to the school one day Juanita took him again to the rile-rack. now once more well filled. Have look. my lord bar
The Spectator., 1916-01-04

lad. ''rm against the shootin' Of any man from the la'rel."
 Just as the earliest flowers began to peep out with shy faces in the woods. and the first softness came to the air. men began rearing a scaffold in the courthouse yard at Peril.
 One day a train brought Luke Thix- ton back to the hills, but this time only a few soldiers came with him. and they were not needed. Juanita tried to forget the significance of that Friday, but she could not, for all the larger boys were absent from school, and all day Thursday the road had been sprinkled with horses and wag- ons. She knew with a shudder that they were going to town to see the hanging. A gruesome fascination Of interest attached to so unheard of an event as a McBriar clansman dying on a Havey scaffold with his people stand ing by idle.
 But Luke Thixton. going to his death there among enemies, wens without finching, and his snarling lips
  mounted the scaffold, as they had twisted when he declined Good Anse Talbott's ministrations in the jail
 Since he must die among enemies he would give them no weakness over which to gloat i'll memory.
 He raised his head. and his snart turned slowly and unpleasantly into & grin of contempt, and his last words. were a picturesque cArse called down alike on the heads of :he foes who put him to death and on ,he false friends who had failed him.
 Afterward Young Mih and Bad Anse shook hands, and the younger man sald to the older:
 Now that I've proved to ye that | meant what l said. 1 reckon we can make a peace that'll endure a spell. cant we?"
 And Anse answered.: "Milt, I've. been hopin we could ever since the day we watched for the feller that aimed to burn down the school"
The Spectator., 1916-01-04

ner I'd just about do it. reckon that's about how much manhood I've got left"
 But he laughed. too. in the next mo ment.
 The morning of the trial dawned on town prepared to face a bloody day Long before train-time crowds had drifted down to the station.
 As though by common consent, the McBriars stood on one side of the track and the Haveys on the other.
 For an hour they massed there, low. ering of face. yet quietly waiting. Then the whistle shrieked across the river and each crowd moved a little forward. hands frightened on rifles, awaiting the supreme moment. The deputy sheriffs came out of the depot and stood waiting between the two groups with strained assumption of unconcern. But when the train ar rived 1t carried an extra coach, and at sight of it the McBriars groaned and knew once more they were defeated.
 They had come to wrest a prisoner from a sheriffs posse and encountered trained soldiery. Behind the opened sashes of the coach they saw a solid mass of blue overcoats and brown service-hats Every window bristled with rifle-barrels and fixed bayonets. Then. while the train was held beyond
The Spectator., 1916-01-04
CHAPTER XXI.

Later she heard the story. The Nc Briars had come expecting battle They had found every road open and the town deserted. For a time they had gone about looking for trouble. but found 10 one to oppose them. Then Old Milt and his son had rid den to the courthouse to demand the keys of the jail, They found Judge Sidering sitting in the little office. and with him. quite unarmed and without escort, sat Bad Anse Havey. When the two McBriars, backed by a score of armed men. broke fiercely into the room, others massed at their backs. crowding doorway and hall.
 Judge Sidering greeted his visitors as though no intimation had ever reached him that they were coming with a grievance.
 Come in. Milt. and have a chair" he invited.
 Cheer, he'll" shouted Milt McBriar. Give me the keys ter thet jailhouse. an give 'em ter me quick!"
 Opening the drawer of his desk as if he had been asked for match, Judge Sidering took out the big iron key to the outer door and the smaller brass key to the little row of cells. He tossed the two across to Milt in a matter-of-fact fashion.
 Five minutes later the McBriar chief was back trembling with rage He had found the jail empty.
 ''lf you're iookin' for Luke Thixton, Milt." said the judge calmly. the high sheriff took him to Louisville yester. day for safe-keepin'."
The Spectator., 1916-01-04

barian." she laughed. Mars is pay ing me tribute. So shall it ever be with tyranny"
 Slowly and one by one, Anse Havey took up the pieces and examined them.
 Tt aint only Mars that's paying ye tribute" he thought, but he only said; That's all right. l seem to see more McBriar guns there than Havey guns It would suit me all right if ye got the last one of 'em."
 Hadn't you as well hang youra there. too?" she leased. I'm still willing to give you the honors of war"
 But he only smiled I'll hang mine up last of all. l reckon. Luke Thix- ton ain't hung yet. and there's other clouds a brewin' besides that"
 What clouds?" she asked
 There was a bunch of surveyors through here lately" he replied slow ly They just sort of looked round and went away. Some day they'll come back.
 And them"
 Anse Havey shrugged his shoulders Il may need my gun" he said.
 Not until it became certain that he must die did Old Milt send for his son, or even permit him to be told of his Illness. But just as the winters siege was ending Young Milt came home, and two days later the mountains heard that the old feudist was dead.
 Brother Anse Talbott and Juanita and a doctor who had come from Lexington were witnesses to that leavetaking. They saw the old man beckon feebly to the boy Young Milt came and sat on the edge of the bed. schooling his features as he waited the final inJunctions which. by his code. would be mandatory for life.
 They all waited to hear the old lion break out in a final burst of vindictive- ness, to see him lay upon his boys young shoulders the unfinished or deals of his hatreds. But it was the eye of the father. not the feudist, that gaZed up from the pillow His wasted fingers lay affectionately on his sons knee and his voice was gentle.
 Son." said the old man. I'd love ter hey ye live at peace ef ye kin. I've done tried ther other way an hits kilt buried along with my body. Anse Havey's goin ter run things in these mountings He's a smarter man than me. l couldn't never make no peace with Anse Havey, but the things that s always stood betwixt us lays a long way back. Mebby you an him thought pull together an end ther feud. leaves thet with you; but hit took death ter make me see hit"
 Here he broke off exhaustedly. and for time seemed fighting for breath. At last he added: I've knowed all along thet Luke killed Fetch McNash. thought I'd ought ter tell ye." A week after the death of the old leader Young Milt rode over to the house of Anse Havey, and there he found Jeb McNash. The two young men looked at each other without ex precision. Just after the death of his father Jeb would not willingly have renewed their quarrel. and as for Young Milt, he no longer felt resent. ment.
 "Anse," said the heir to McBriar leadership. II rid over here ter offer ye my hand. I've done found out that Luke is es guilty es he'll l didn't be lieve hit afore. So fur es I'm con cerned. he kin hang. an I'm .goin' ter tell every McBriar man that will harken ter me ther same thing. Sc fur as I'm concerned" went on the