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WASHINGTON MARKETS

:. wAsH1NGToN. D. c.. May 22.-
Eggs-Strictiy fresh. selected can
died. per dozen. 26n %: average re-
cclpts %: Southern. 20
Live poultry-Roosters. per lb., Is:
turkeys. per ID. 25Q30; chickens,
winter. per H.. 40I so; spring chick
ems, per ID. 5oT6o: keats. young.
each. 50T GO; fowls. -.
Dressed poultry--Fresh killed
winter chickens, per ID. ioG45; hens.
per lb.. 80; roosters. per h., 20:
turkeys. per H.. IS 40; keats. young.
each CO.
Live stock-Calves. choice. per lb..
100: medium, ?iNl0 thin. 51T.
lambs. choice. per 10. Is; live hogs.
per H., 1919.
Green fruit-Apples. per bbl.. 5000
800. per bu. basket. 2.00I2T5: West
ern, per box. 2.15I4.25: California
oranges. per crate. $50 500; lemons.
per box. $50 $50; grapefruit. per
box. 5.O0@6.5o: Florida oranges, ESQ
q $50: strawberries: Southern. SO
%: homegrown. 25T35.
Tegetshles-Potatoes. No; !. per.
Dbl. $50 Ie.I5; per sack, 3.2513.5o:
new potatoes, per bbl., No. L. 500 q
600: No. 2, 3.ooG3.5o; sweets. 400 a
$50: yams. 800 q 400: lettuce. South
ern. per crate. 75Gl.2s: romainc
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When Can
/ Get 1t?

When can l get it?" That's
a question every shipper OF
freight knows by heart. He
has asked it and had it asked
OF him a thousand times.
There is one variation til
that question. 1t is when
will THEY get it?"-when YOU
are making the shipment.
No matter which question
was asked, the answer was
always the same: 81 cannot
tell you exactly. 1t will have
to go by freight"
You will notice | said was"
1t is different now, and the
Richmond-New York Steam
ship Line has made the differ
ence. These ships leave Rich
mond and New York EVERY
Wednesday and Saturday, and
arrive at their destinations
two days thereafter.
The Richmond-New York
Steamship Line has made
shipping between these two
points more dependable than
it has ever been before. The
rates are water rates
always are.
There is not a merchant in
Richmond but can use these
facts to advantage. Not all
merchants are using the boat
line, however, and this we at
tribute to the fact that its
really great advantages have
not been called to your atten-
ton. We are, therefore, talk
ing this opportunity Of doing
just that.
Moreover, the Richmond
New York Steamship Line
would welcome any criticisms
or suggestions for the better
ment Of the service. They
shall receive due attention and
be put into effect if it is at all
possible to do so.
We are here to serve you
nd to save you time and
money. Inquire into the rates.
They will interest you. This
is your line, and what is more
interesting than that even, it
is a growing business. The
tonnage has increased 10000
tons in the last year.
Hundreds Of merchants and
shippers are using it. How
about you?
Watch for these sto-
rieS OF the Richmond
New York Steamship Line
every Tuesday and Friday.
S. A. OVEN,
General Manager.
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NAVAL. STORES

SAVANNAH. GA. May 2,-Turpcntlne.
hrm 81! saisc. 257: receipts. BIS: ship
incnis. ~. stock. i.tSc. Rosin Arm; sales.
itS": receipts. 7ss: shipments 1856: stock.
,,.'-' quote; ID. IlhI 40: y. 4S0lt3i
T.. 400 i.ii. +. q. II $50. L. 460ep+ s5
X. i7omtN: NJ. Le>46.66; y. SO: VIC;
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CoTToNsEED OIL

NEW YORK. May -..-Cottcusccd oil
MS Hni"; bur irns actiy: months SHOW
'ns net gains Of 20 II points at tn"
clos" Easier lnrd was Offset hy tho
strength displayed N cotton. Sales. 500
ha;r"!s. Trim" crude. so u ioGp: prime
summer yellow spot, 1850 All q: July. ii.6s.
Sop oiMu.r. M. DccnimhnE. .A. all I'D.
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Ronsome Plead. t;u,,t, scn,.no.,

DANVl1ILE. VAl May 22.-S. n.
Ransome this evening at Halifax
was indicted for car stealing. He
pleaded guilty and Judge w. NJ
Barkedale sentenced MIN 10 serve
hve years in the penitentiary.
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ELEVEN

Buttcr-Crcamcry fancy. pound. IS:
prints, 3SI 80: nearby creamery. 36p
81. ladies'. 26 ,i2S. rolls. 22M25. store
cess butter. 2.uoS
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GLYN'S "BEYOND THE ROCKSo
PROVES INTERESTING FILM
Gloria Swanson and Valentino Score-Mary Pickford,
in Little Lord Faunleroy,' Broadway, and
when Romance Rides at Colonial Please
AZ the BiJOu.


Eiihor GYMS popular fantasy.
beyond the KocAs." tn. Bijou at
traction this week. Is an interesting
picture. The combination Of l;lor,n
swanson and Rodclpho Valentino is
the chici source Of this fascination
AZ inc ihltlal showing Yesterday ar
tcrnoon the house was packed for
the story * truly the most cony.n-
tionhi love affair that beatrice Fair
iaN could wish for. Each separate
event so intcrstices with it's follower
ih"t on" might say IL Is pure hohum.
Probably II is Gloria Is "a dear lit
TIC sweetheart. even for the no
totlous todolpho. Rudolph or Ro-
doIph, az the case may be- Tho
histrionisms ar" tinCturcd with "a
trac" of realty that doubtless is in.
i'nitabic. The scenery IS "Xcell.n,
ana the cast vcry good
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At the Iiliirbirj.

Al the Blurbird.
Frank Mayo is responsible. for the
principal role in tho Blucblrd picture.
9TH" Man who Married His own
WIFE" Mr.. Mayo's ability became
evident as quickly as the h"roisn OF
the character he portrayed eviuccd
it's gcnuincncss. The tale is delight
fully Aimed against an appropriate
setting Of adequate acting and
scenery. Tho shipwrcck scenes
are particularly good.
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~ the IiroRdwn,.

~ the Hrnadwn,
Better by FAR than r"cen; pictures
here is "Litti" Lord Fauntlcroy." with
M"ry rickford taking the -itl" role.
THIS is the most exquisite bit Of real
art ana child lor" seen since Jackie
coogan's MY BOY" also "a Broad
way picture. II ia N" famouI story
OLA httl. American fellow. cntrappcd
in Il network Of intrigue and ALI
auccs. who decided TO sacrifice tho
true hirthright Of an American clti-
zen Incoming PrcsidenD for tho lass
aiIuring "arldom OF Dorincourt
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MISCELLANEOUS MARKETS.


or IN
NEW YORK. May eth" market TO-
coffee futures WAS lower today. OWING to
reports ot an unsettled tone in Brazil
and lower cost and treigh; offers. After
opening j points over - points higher.
after tho call. but weakened during In"
afternoon under scattering liquidation and
trade selling. July -nscd On To 100. and
December to 80. with tho general mar
ket closing AT net decline OF . to IL
points. Saies were estimated at ahou;
1900 bags May. 1910: July. 1907. So,
t";nber. o5i October. as: Dece.n bor 3 * :
January. .: March. 9.09.
Spot coffee, dull: Rio -. io:.; Santos 4s.
~. to- liA. cost and freight offers In o
cludcd Santos rs and 81 l2.7S To ~ Il,
FOR prompt, and i3l and i33 for forws Ri
shipment. Rio Is were quoted at 10 %
10 1898
The official cable. reported a decline o.
% rc!s 10 an advance OF e reis at Rio.
with Santos =" refs higher 90 40 rais
lower. No change was reported In RIO
"xchanT" rates. and later cable showed
decline Q. 10 TO 400 refs in the Rio
market. Rraz!lian port receipts. 2s.g
Juni!ahy receipts. 100
NEW YORK. May 1.-The raw sugar
steady and prices were unchanged a,
in nearby positions. equal TO 4.C7 for
centrifugal and :is cents cost and freight
equal "a ~! for Jun" shipment. There
were u" sales Of Cubas. bu, an outport
retiner purchased 5.no bags Of Porto Ricos
for June Yh.0mcnt o. for Centrifugal
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.N''FiHe 'Duiu eVudl VIC OF
Mary Pckford in the character OF
Little Lord Fauntleroy. The scenery
is gorgcously done An excellent
English cast forms the background
At tho Colonial
Zane Grcy's interesting tale OF
horses and romance. Wiidhrc."
which proved SO popular GONE few
years ago. was remodclcd for the
better under the caption. when Ro-
nance Rides" for tho .crecn. The
Colonial picture rings genuine and
carries q real punch The premiere
coup dc naitrc results from the fact
that actors acquainted with Western
life were enlisted in making the
pkturc. Thor" is one man who de-
serves special mention. jean Her
shoit playing the part of Joel trc"ch.
haIfwit. You will have no difficulty
In recognizing in Mr.. Hcrshoit - real
actor. The scenery is excellent ANA
the entire performance crcditablo.
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RICHMOND LIVE STOCK MARKET
KIChmnmd kminn sinck Nnrd>

, May -. 1891
Remark Fair supply of cattle Mar
Nccr.
strictly good s.ccrs. no lbs.
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discovery. This was that Mary
 Tatheson, at the remote age of thirty, had deeper and fuller beauty than had any of the girls for whose gIances I brushed my hair wet and went to mid-week prayer meeting.
 I find it hard to convey the pro- found, revolutionary violence of this discovery. It is enoug. to say that along with a sensation of pinkness, there came a feeling Of obscure and unreasoning bitterness against the world.
 My eyes had her there, a figure faintly rose-colOrcd against the deepening background of the sea
 he stood erect and curiously still beside q grave. her hands Clenched, her eyes narrowed. In Urkey they always put up a stone for a man lost at sea; very often they went further for the comfort of their souls and mOunded the outward likeness of an inward grave Well, that was sdrevv's stone and Andrews grave. SU.ne one in the Memorial Day pro- cession last week had laid a wreath of hlacs under the stone. And now wandering alone, Mary Afatheson had come upon it.
 I saw her bend and with a fierce gesture catch up the symbol of death and fling it behind her on the grass. Afterward, as she stood there with her breast heaving and her lips moving as if with pain. I knew I should not be where I waa, watch ing; I knew that no casual ears Of mine should hear the cry that came out of her heart:
 ''NO, No, Noi They're still trying to kill hiIn-stiu trying to kill him all of them! But they shan't! They shan'tI"
 I tell you it shook me and it stunned me. I thought I ought to cough or scuf my feet or some thing, but it seemed too late for that. Moreover the play had taken an-
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morning the words went wfnging back and forth between the blossom ing lines. Or, in a winter dusk up to the westward, where old Mrs Paine scuttled about under the mackerel twine of her chicken pen:
 Land alive, it's all very well to talk temprance, and I'm not deny ing it'd be a mercy for some folks I ain't mentioning no names-nOt even Niah Whites. But, land sakes how you going to talk temp'rance to a man bereft and be-fooled like Joshua Blake? Where's your rime- nor-reason? Where's your argu- ment?"
 Or there came Miah White him self up our outside stair on the darkest evening of our spring weather. and one glance at his crinl- son face was enough to tell what all the temperance they had preached to him had come to. AIiah turned to the bottle as another man might to prayer.
 By the Lord!" he protested thicllIy. something's got to be done!'
 Done? About what?" I remem- her my cousin peering curiously at nm tAIou5A the SIIOAe dIlu SFdltI1 of the sausage he was frying
 About Josh, of course. and her. I tell you, Dune. 'taint right, and I'll not bear it. I'll not see Josh. same as I seen him this night, standing there in the dark of the outside beach and staring at the water like a sleep-walker, staring and staring as if he'd stare right through it and down to the bottom of the sea where his brother lay. and saying to him self. Who's to pay the bill? Who's to pay the bill2 No. sireei You and 1 are young fellows, Dune, but we ain'L so young we can't remena- Der them boys father, and I guess he done a thing or two for US, eh?"
 "Yes," Duncan agreed calmly. But what's to be done?"
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to exile than a heaven-sent, out bound India ship, hove to under the lee Of the Head.
 Yes, yes, it was so-it must be so. And when they laughed at her in Urkey Village and winked sageIy at her assumption Sf faith, then she asked them to tell her one thing: had any ones eyes seen Andrew s boat go dOwn-aCtualIy.
 If Joshua will answer me, and say that he knows Andrew went down! Or if any of you will tell me that Andrews body ever came ashore on any Of the islands or the main!"
 It was quite absurd. of course, but none of them could answer that, none but Miah White, and he only when he had had a drop out of the bottle and perceived that it weighed not an ounce in either scale.
 Picked out so and written down you would think this drama over shadOwed all my little world. Natur- ally it didn't. You must remember I was a boy, with a thousand other things to do and a million other things to think of, meals to eat lessons to hate, stones to throw, apples to steal, fights to fight. l take my word that by the time I was nine oh ten the whole tragic episode had gone out of my head. Meeting Mary MathesOn on the street, where she came but rarely, she was precisely as mysterious and precisely as uninteresting as any other grown-up. And if I saw Joshua Blake Cw1o, pulling himself by the bootstraps out of drink and despair, had gone into Mir. Dow's law office and grown as hard as nails)-if I saw him, I say, my only romantic thought of him was the fact that I had broken his woOdshed window, and that, with an air of sinister sagacity, he had told several boys he knew who the culprit was. GA statement, by the way, which I
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discr.,.-I -,.-,.,'s face in the open window.
 He said nothing. But with a wide. uncontrolled gesture he held up the ring for her to see. After a moment she opened her lips.
 Where's Andrew"
 That seemed to be the last straw: feverish anger laid hold of him. Here's the ring! You see itt Damnatiou. Nary You gave your word and l took it. and God knows what I've been through. Now come! Get your things Ca and bring your mother if you ike-but to Minister Malden's you go with me nowi You hear, Mary? I'll not wait!"
 ''Where's Andrew?''
 Andrew? Andrew? Why the devil do you keep on asking for Andrew? :? Whats Andrew to you-now?"
 Where is he?"
 Mary, you're a fooll"
 Her voice grew if anything more monotonous; his. higher and wilder.
 You're a fool" he cried again. If you don't know where Andrew is"
 Hes gone"
 Gone. yes! And how you can say it like that, so caIm-God!
 T knew he was going" she said. He told Rolldown he was going to other parts. But I knew it before that-when he turned at the door and looked at me. Joshua. He said it as plain: If that's love he said Then I'm going O ffsonewhere and forget it. and never come back to Jrkey any more"
 The deadness went out Of her voice, and it lifted to another note. Joshua, he's got to come back, for cant bear it. I gave you my word. and I'll marry yOu-when Andrew comes back to stand at the wedding. Hes got to--Eot tU."
 Mother Poll said that Joshua stared at her-simply stood there and stared up at her in the queer
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other turn that made me forget the moralities, quite. and another actor had come quietly upon the scene. l can't say whether Joshua, see ing Mary on her way to the Dome, had followed her, or whether he had been strOlling that way on his own account. He was there, at all events. watching her from beyond the grave. his head slightly inclined, his hands clasped behind him, and his feet apart on the turf. The color of dusk lent a greenish cast to his bloodless face. and the night wind. coming up free over the naked curve of the Dome and Tapping the long black tails of his coat, seemed but to ac- Centuate the dead weight of his atti- tude.
 When a ninue had gone by I heard his dry voice.
 ''So, Mary, you're at it again2~ ''But they sha-n-t!" She seemed to take flame Its not right to Andrew nor me. They do 1t Just to mock me. and I know it. and oh! don't care. but they shan't, they shan't!"
 Mary" said Joshua, all the smOldering anger Of he years com 1 time you stopped beiug a fool, We've all had enough of 1t, Mary. Andrew Is dead"
 She turned on him with a swift irOniCal challenge
 You say it now? You know noyvT Perhaps you've just made sure; per haps you've seen his body washed up on one of the beaches-iust to- day? Or then, why so tardy. Joshua7 If you knew, why couldn't you say It in so many words ten years ago five years ago? Why?" "Because-"
 Yes, because? Because?'' There was something incredibly ruthless uger-iilIe, about this shadow dwell Ing woman. Say 1t now. Joshua. that you know of a certainty An- Grew went down. I dare you agciuI"
 Joshua said it.
 T know of a certainty Andrew went down that night"
 How do you know? Did you see him go down? Tell me that!"
 For moment. for more than a long moment, her question hung 1Jn- answered in the air. And as. strain Ing forward, poised. vibrant, she watched him. she saw the hard. dry mask he had made for himself through those years grow flabby and white as dough; she saSY the eyes widening and the lips going loose with the memory he had never ut tered.
 Yes" he cried fin a loud voice You bring me to it, do your" The man was actually shaking. ''Yes. then, I saw Andrew go down that night. I heard him call fin the dark. saw his face on the water. I saw his hand reaching up as the wave brought him by-reaching up to me. could almost touch ft-but not quite. If you knew what the sea was that night, and the wind: how lonely, how darkI God! And here l stand and say it out loud! I couldn't reach his hand-not yu+te '. I've told you now, Mary. what I swore I'd neevr tell Damn youi"
 To be concluded
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THE HILLS AHEAD.

The hills ahead look hard and steep and hiEf, The hills ahead of us we need to climb, And often we behold them with sigh, Unhappy and discouraged for time But, as we near them. level grows the road, The climb is not so steep. the top so far; We find on evry slope. with ev'ry load, The hills ahead look harder than they are. And so 1t is with troubles. Seen ahead, They seem so tnsurmountabIe, so great; So high appear the hills we have to tread That men complain, and fear, and hesitate. But, as we near them. easier the way, Less difficult the journey than we dreamed; There seldom comes a hill, a task. 8 day, That proves to be as hard as once it seemed.
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cold dawn, his mouth hanging open as if with a kind of horror. Sweat shone on his face. Turning away without a word by and by he laid an uncertain course for the gate, and leaving it open behind him went off through the vapors of the COW street to the east.
 As they carried him along step by step, I think, the feet of the cheated gambler grew heavier and heavier, his shoulders collapsed, the head, with the memory in it he could never lose. hung down, and hell re- ceived his soul.
 It is impossible in e7 short space to tell what the next ten years did to those two. It would have been easier for Mary Maheson In a city. for in a city there is always the blankness of the crowd. In a village there is no such blessed thing as stranger, the membership committee of the only club is the doctor and the midwife, and all the houses are made of glass.
 In a city public opinion is mighty, but devious. In a village, especially in an island village, it is as direct and violent as any fact of God" written down in a ships insurance papers A word carries far over the fences, and where it drops, like a swelling seed. a dozen words spring up.
 Its a shame, NIilly, a living shame, as sure's you're alive"
 You never said t-uer. Belle. As # 'twa'n't enough she should send Andy to his death O drOwnding--
 w T, I hope she's satisfied, what she's done for Joshua. saw him to the postofnce last evening, and the hang-dOg look of hinl-'
 Yes, I saw him. too A man cant stand being made a fool of. .''
 So, in the blue Of q wash-day
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when he spoke. she thought he was crazy.
 I've got it," he said, taking hold of her arm. Opening a blue hand he held it out in the light for her to see the ring that had bitten his palm with the grip. See, I've go it. Mother Poll!" she says it was hardly more than a whisper, like q secret, and that there was a look in his eyes as if he had seen the Devil face to face.
 She meant to run when he let her go, but when she saw him s-ridinE off toward Mary Matheson's her better wisdom prevailed; following along the lane and taking shelter be- hind Gramma Pilots fence. she waited, watched, and listened, to the enduring gain of Urkey's sisterhcod.
 She used to tell it well, Mother Poll. Remembering her tale now, l think I can see the earth misting under the trees in the calm dawn and hear Joshua's fist pounding pounding, on the panels of the door
 It must have been queer for Mother Poll. For while she heard that hollow pounding under the porticO, like the pounding of a heart in some deep bosom of hOrrOr-all the while she could see Mary her self in an upper window-jUst her face resting on one cold, still fore arm on the sill. And her eyes. Mother Poll says. were enough to make one pity her.
 It was strange that she was so lazy. not to move or to speak in an swer while the summons of the triumphant lover went on booming the lower house. He must have wondered. Perhaps it was then that the first shadow of the ghost of doubt crept over him. or perhaps it was when. sterutns out on the turf. he raised his eyes and
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believed horribly for upward of eighteen months.)
 I believe that we knew, in dim sort of way, that the two were engaged, just as we knew. vaguely, that they never got married. And that was the end of speculation. Having always been so, the phe- nomenOn needed no more to be dwelt on than the fact that when the wind was in the east John Dyer thought he was Oliver Cromwell, or that Minister Maiden did not live with his family.
 John Dyer had been taken beyond the power of any planetary wind; Minister Maiden Gas have told in another place) had gone back to live with his family: and I had beer away to Highmarllet Academy for two years, before I had sudden and moving reasons to take stock of that lo1g-buried drama.
 It was three days after had come home for the long vacation, and, be- ing pretty well tired out with snifTing about the island like a cat returned to the old house, I sprawled at rest on the ''VVreck of the Lillian" stone in the graveyard on Riggs DCme-
 It was then, as the dusk crept up from the shadow under the bluff, that I became aware of another presence among the gravestOnes and turned my head to peer through the braberries that hedged the stone, thinking it might be one of the girls It was only Mary NIatheson- Vaguely disappointed, I should have returned my gaze to the sea and forgotten her had it not been for two things.
 One of them was her attitude That made me keep on looking at her, and so looking at her, and hay ing come unwittingly to a most obscureIy unsettled age, made a
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of Life
 By DOUGLAS MALLOCH
LOVE AND LAUGHTER

Laughter in the sunshine, kisses in
 the rain, And we'll get there somehow, f1ere
 and home again. Up the hill or down hill. life will
 be 9 song If but love and laughter only come
 alongI Dancing in the sunlight when the
 day is fair, Or beneath the starlight with a
 load of care, If we have a conrade. someone who
 is true, We shaD get there somehow, we
 shall worry through. Hand-in-hand to gladness, heart-to-
 heart in woe, What the road awaits us, that's the
 way to go Laughter in the sunshine, kisses fin
 the rain, And we'll get there somehow. there
 and home again!