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Authors arc now writing flattering comments on their own works. The days when a writer begged the Indulgence of the "gentle reader" are long past. Yet they were the days that produced the masterpiece*.

Ocean steamship* nowadays are as regular as the railroads In carrying the mails They have their habitual rate of speed and are expected to make the voyage of 3000 mile* over a trackless ocean through wind and storm in the same number of hours and minutes, winter and summer, never slowing down or heaving to except on the very rarest occasions. The pistol Is, perhaps, the readiest Instrument of murder within reach of the hand of the assassin. While seeking the means of statutory curbforthe intending murderer, why not put a heavy restraining tax on the manufacture, sale and ownership of this readily concealed and life-destroying weapon? It is already forbidden by law to carry ccocealed firearms In many of. the states; but if it should be made a costly as well as an illegal habit something would have been accomplished In safeguarding the right to live, thinks the Philadelphia Record.

“When will our legislators recognise the fact that the health of the community Is its most valuable asset, and take the necessary steps to assist In preserving It?" inquires Health. "Doubtless there are many noises incidental to city life which It is impossible to suppress, but a very large proportion of them are easily preventable, for Instance, the Incessant discordant clanging of car gongs, the screeching and tooting of switch engines in railroad yards, the rattle of heavily loaded wagons over badly paved streets and the deafening yells of fruit venders and newsboya"

According to Harper’s Weekly. England is looking forward to the fiercest municipal contests the kingdom has had for years. There Is not an alderman In the whole realm who does not want to be mayor of his respective town, because It has been announced that every mayor In the United Kingdom will be knighted when Edward is crowned king. 'Whether Edward himself will personally bestow the accolade does not appear, but as he Is going to revive all the ancient ceremonies connected with the coronation It seems no more than fair that he gratify the intense desire of so many loyal subjects. Only one thing could increase the happiness of John Bull when he Is knighted, and that is to receive his knighthood from his sovereign’s hand. It would be unkind In the king to disappoint the honored gentlemen.

The first case of “tapping the wires” of wireless telegraphy. If the Irishism may be pardoned, has been reported. During tbe recent French naval maneuvers In the Mediterraneanthecrnlser Bouvines was entering at the Straits of Gibraltar when its wireless telegraph apparatus recorded the fact that in the vicinity was another ship similarly •quipped. The Bouvines, thinking that the other ship belonged to the French Beet, began to talk to it. and the other skip replied. There was, so to say, a confusion of tongues, and after a few minutes the Frenchman discovered that instead of talking to a compatriot h was an Englishman "at the other end of the wire.” The report, or ao much of it aa has been published, unfortunately does not tell how far apart •the two ship* were, but the epi ■ode reveals the Interesting possibilities of what might have happened had tbe two nations been at war. In neb a case the Marconi system could hare been both a source of danger and of safety to the Frenchman. It would . have warned him of the presence of a jj lue hitherto unssapected. and if, aa <

'ujoyed our foreign trip. I wee delighted to be home once more. It wee the twen-ty-second of December. Aunt Rosalie eat at an enormous writing table In .the window of her morning room, busy over lists of poor people, who were to receive Christmas doles of wood, blankets and the like. I was conversing with Lord Edgerton. We had all been delighted to sec him a day before his time. I had

the whole family.

“Lord Egerton.” said I, "guess where

I have been to r day?”

“Miss Damien.’’ said he. "every one in dear, familiar household

id of

_ on ac

the family? Now. go ou with the sentence 1 so radriy interrupted. Whet did you ask me?" “If you could guess where I had been to-day?” His brows contracted. “Rosalie told me; yon hare been to Valleyford.” "Have I been blundering?” I asked, shyly. "Don't you like to talk about it?” "Oh, I don't really mind—how quick ily, did you know

aaw you.” 1 answered, in low tones. He bent his forehead down on hla hand. "Do you know,” be said. lightly, *T should not like this to reach the ears of my fair tenant, mind—though, no doubt, she is the very soc- of honor—but I have reason to believe that, somewhere in that house, there is an enormous amount of

money concealed.” “Of money, Paul?”

“Yes; my poor father bearded mors

than half his incom

my certain knowledge, bestowa

here in the house; hot his dastardly irder prevented his hither discharging

debt or telling me where the concealed

isnre "w* hdden.”

"Isn't it rather dangerous to let the house7” I asked. “Suppose your tenants should stumble npon It? Does any oneknow of its existence?" He laughed. “Since the treasure Is con-

Sedl

eealed beyond my powers of discovery, who know all the thousand and one hiding

places In 1

covered ba stroke of chance; and, excepting myself and Calhoun, whom I trust as myself, there is only one other alive who knows of its existence, and she, even If she were Still alive, would be the very last person foot in Valleyford.” essed that he spoke of hie vanished love, Madalena Carleton. I sat watching his face, feeling fall of pity for him; the rimoant of sadi

"Have yon searched, then, for this loney V I ventured, at length, to ask. "Searched! I should think ao. 1 should be very glad of the money, If it could be found, to help me in—In—certain business transactions which I am carrying on.” The next day Paul and Rayvenharo started on a mysterious expedition, evidently connected with Christmas presents. Aa I was alone my grandfather sent tbe lage for me quite early. Asquith had te to leave for Lady de Wynter, and asked me if I should mind driving round by Valleyford. I did not mind, so leaned back among all the rugs and gave myself 4p to meditation. Suddenly Asquith pulled the horses sharply back, almost on their haunches. A man had dropped from the bank on one aide of the lonely road and tried to cross

The man stood aloof, rubbing hla shoulder, and mattering something in-French. Then be turned sullenly away. One gleam of the carriage lamps fell on tbe face of the stranger. It was the same face, with the same expression, which had glared on me in the Coliseum at

Rome.

Remy Damien! Was I to be haunted by him? It most be a delusion of my own brain. It could not really be be. Nevertheless I reached home In a state of

some nervous excitement.

CHAPTER XIV.

• I walked Into the drawing room, where .Aunt Rosalie and my grandfather were seated. 1 sat down on my favorite eeat

ist fur* —

hearth-rug. The warmth

love were very pleasant to come home to. I hugged my grandfather, and allowed him to unfasten my long sealskin cost, and bring my rad velvet frock to light. Just then the bell pealed through the louse. The door opened and the butler

1 this terribly a her gentle,

(when I ,1cm; but that my servant should

put you to the ‘

and a)

e of waking In and

of accident—l hardly

cuse. So we all had to bear the burden

this secret. A secret is

to carry about with one, whatever It may be; it gives a sort of guilty feeling, I

mber the exthe burden of

s a dreadful thing

e, what

a eort of guilty f

laure you.”

' I felt sick and faint; the room waa beginning to rock round me. If Lady de Wynter had held me down on the ground ,and driven a long needle right through tny heart I could not have suffered more deeply et her hands. I wet engaged in ‘ for composure, feel-

sald

.by the distingue sir of her .can only be delighted that it I iit did, since It procures us I

of so early a visit from you reelf. My

Lady de Wynter-my niece, Mies

She began conversation with a eh. Ing ease, and hi a minute my grandfather was held captive. I saw his face kindle; be turned his chair toward her. and away •from me. while I sat mystified, admii ,- 7 n-ketber it could poealbl;

U, as of not a

might happen, the Englishman bad 1 “ Jm L ^

01 rre^hmaa*a secret I tyw. are fead

•ode. the Utter might have bow draws ! *1 have lived

Uto a very pretty trap It U a point

rh gave me a vague fi of not wholly liking her. find Valleyford very a

l U wiB hot |

id a great deal U H. hot has rather the effect of

wearyteg one than of increasing see's ■ad a few ehwsn.Msnda. It me ’

slow

“That le a statement which affords me tbe keenest pleasure,” said my grandfather, gallantly. “But, seriously, I think you must be a lady of nerve to " “Do you Imagine that I do not know the tragedy which took place In Valleyford?" asked the visitor, turning to Aunt Rose with her gracious smile. "Ob, but indeed I am fully aware of it. Ah, I have

My moth-

been trained to keep my nerve. My mother ami father dying when I was a little infant, left me to the care of reUtiona. who were pertly foreign; and one of my cousinage, girl of about.ten. committed the awful crime of murdering ber'etep^

'mother.”

“Good heavens!” said my grandfather, in tones of incredulous horror. I felt on a sudden, icy cold, and would have died to escape from the full, steady gaze of Lady de Wrnter's beautiful eytw, which, all unconsciouj. of the torment she was Inflicting, she kept fixed on me. “Whet on earth could have been the motive for such a fearful thing? It seems far too horrible to be true,” said Aunt

'Rose.

"So one would think," said Lady de Wynter, her eye* still steadily fixed’ou me. "MUs Damien is too horror-struck for epe«ctt_I see; 1 was unwise to mention this dreadful part or my childish history; but 1 wished you to know that my nerve had been early trained to support me, even were I to see any of these apparitions which they speak of at Valleyford.” “Was tbe child tmprisoned?" asked Aunt Rose. "No, she wee not; the whole thing

managed somehow. The family, being gentlefolk of good position, could not have a scandal. They hushed it up—the result

vehement struggles f

log all the f

Tynter’e

i the drawing r

>, and In v

de Wynter’* piercing eyes fixed on me, ' ' door opened end-

walked Paul

Lady de Wynter had begun to speak as of him her vole*

.way- I glanced up at her.

he entered, but at eight

j suddenly died away. Ig _ . gasping In the relief of deliverance; and, if ever I saw sheer physical terror depleted on any countenance, it waa on hers. .For ons brief moment phe sat faxing at Paul as on one risen from the dead. It has already been said that the fact of .Paul’s blindness was in no way shown by the large, beautiful eyes; neither waa it by the quick, firm step with which he

approached Aunt liomr't jwas just an Instant of silence as be stood' * “ glow of the lamplight, then heBkAd id on Aunt Roee’s shoulder, saying itiy, “I’m afraid I intrude. Have

on a visitor?"

Blank Incomprehension succeeded the Jook of terror on Lady de Wynter’e face; to that aa suddenly followed an expree'sion of almost Incredulous relief and joy. iAH this time aha had never moved an inch. It all paaaed In half a minute, and then Aunt Rosalie said: “May I Introduce you to each other? This Is quite an opportunity. Lady de Wynter. may I Introduce Lord Egerton? Your landlord?” They both bowed. Paul broke the si-

lence.

"I am delighted to meet you.” he said la his frank way. "I hope you will excese my awkward stupidity in not seeing you. but fact ia, I can't see; I am totally

blind.”

To my surprise, Lsdy de Wynter did not seem so ready as usual with a graceful reply. She ’sighed sympathetically, and taxed fixedly st Paul, but spoke not. According to hla habit he at once addressed to her a direct question. “I hope you find on acquaintance?” There was no doubt about It—she hesitated. I aaw her eyes eagerly scan his face, but answer she must. “It ia all I conld desire; I thank you.” she answered, a slight cough iajerrnpting her in the middle of this brief sentence, and speaking In a lower key than she had used to ns. He turned hla head swiftly in her direeat that very moment V

Valleyford Improve

each otbe In tbe

midst of that betrothal

beams wl

that bed a a child, with a

Idas a plainly silver r. In

did, with a glittering knife. Too late >w. I never could confess. Between me and my future husband must lie forever the shadow of that secret. Yes!

Forevermore!

When I ran upstairs to dress I fastened holly, with its glossy lie nice, et my waistbelt, and In -«heer heedless happiness, there being only a family party, I put a spray of mistletoe in my hair. .So I danced down to dinner, and on my plate were several Christmas letters, it waa so pleasant to op^h and read them all One was in a steofig, bold liaadwriting which I thought*! recognised. Tbe Kingaden postmark told mo that my suspicion sraa right—my correspondent was

Mr. Burnside.

CHAPTER XV. Mr. Burnside's latter waa abort. He wrote to say that my grandmother, on her death bed, had bequeathed to me her dressing case, containing a few rare and valuable jewels, tbe only ones saved out of tbe wreck of the Damien property; be added that, as the case Itself was very old. and. In consequence, ratner a vamanie neir-. loom, he would not trust it to any hands but hla own, and ao wonld ask me to wait until be could pay his long-promised visit to Gray Aahtead. I began to know something of tbe life

festivities never-ending. My engagement was not to be made public until the ball on the 0th: bul l think rumors of It were freely circulated by the servants. At last came the famous night I had looked forward to for six weeks put. Tbe dancing, was at its height—that is to say, every one had arrived, and every one was dancing, when I saw a figure elevating itself, as It aeemed, s head and shoulders above the other people. I aaw the lamplight on a blonde head, and caught a well-remembered, quiet, selfcontained smile. "It la Mr. Burnside; he hu come after aB," I cried, u I hurried along toward him. I laid a light hand on hla arm. He must have been lost In reverie, for, u I

Ntf

touched him, he started violently, and

recovered himself with an effort,

lias Damien!*' he fait*

altered, eyeing n

"Mias Damien!”

from head to foot. "When we parted last in Roma,” I said, smiling, “you asked me if. when you came to Gray Ashtead, I should have a welcome for you. I have not forgotten my promise! Welcome, Mr. Burnside!" I never saw light break more radiantly over any face than it did over his then. Each noble feature waa illumined. He

took my hand.

“Yon are so wonderful and ao dazzling ■night," he said, “yon rob me of my _,eech altogether. I need not ask yon if

you are well—your looks

speech altogether. I need not

you are well—your looks tell n»e /ou »*«, supremely well. It is such a pleasure to

see you again.'

He lifted his eyes as be spoke and look-

Some impuli '

me dn

plain made

irop my own,

wold not ex-

. . and sent the

hot blood to my cheeks.

"I bare been thinking,” he went on. steadily, “of some one who, among the ruins of the Coliseum, told me that one should thankfully take all tbe plumules one can get. On this I still more loathed my selfish solitude. I began to be haunted by a fancy—of more brilliant form than you can picture—you, who live surrounded by so many loving faces. As I rode up the drive 1 pictured to myself a

jo

ly table.

on the threshold—with

for me. When I aat at my lonestill I pictured my vision smiling

, • -a, owiieteet of

e on my deeoime and aat by othsd my hair,

His voice Twoke off with s strange tremor. I felt a nervous desire to say

thing to fill the awkwal “Oh, I am so glad to :

this,” I said; “it shows that yon are

i hear yon talk like

thinking of being married ”

With a alight start he turned hla e

upon me, full of amazement.

“We have all wondered ao often why you never married,” 1 blundered on; “and I am so sure you would be far happier with some one to love you, as you say—I have felt the delight of it ao myself—evsr since my engagement to Rnyvenbam."

my engagement to Rayvenl

had my costly fan In his hands i spoke—and hardly hid tbe words left

- - - * " * irply

lips, when lie let it fell shnn

t the "U rry cl

in something you

den?"

the r-rt*.

tessellated floor, auapplng tbe tnother-o'

pearl In

"I am Ing tb

•r a minute. Interrupted

two or three placet,

wiry,” he aaid.

ten toy in complete silence “It was very clumsy: and

bright, quick way, requiring only pleased monosyllable* by way of answer. Paul took a restless turn to the window and

back, then c

shoulder.

“I am just going to wash my hante—I am sore I can't be respectable,” he said, and walked out The moment be left the room Lady de Wynter tom and made her adieus charmingly. She had bee* quite upset at sight of her poor landlord—such an interesting man—no one bad told her he was blind.

aha had stayed twice as long as meant to: but we were such chan _ company to a lonely woman tike herself— end we must com end see her soon. With which she made her exit, and grandfather and Bayvenham both went to pat her late her carriage. Rsyreoham and I wet *

■w dearly he k>v,

saying. Miss Damien?” “It-only mentioned—I thought you would koow. Did not Aunt Rosalie tell you?” • “She told me no news Did I understand you to say you were engaged to your cousin Rayveuham?”

"Yea.”

He did not congratulate me. H< his elbows on bis knees, end hisfi on bis hands - A sudden trembling seized me. I wondered what was passing in his mind. After a minute be raised hla bead and slowly turned his eyes to tpe, while his fingers played nervously with his long

mustache.

“All this time I have never congratulated you. Miaa Damien. What a savage you must think me! Please put it down to the mental Isolation I have just been through. I believe 1 waa right in telling Mr. Carewe that I waa unfit. Just now, for a houseful of company. Do not be surprised If I am gone before you are down to breakfast to-morrow. May I take your fan with me to get It mended? No, do not ask me to etop; I had better gd, believe me. One thing I must eey to you: I have brought with me the jewelcase I promised you—the one which belonged to Mrs. Burnside. I want you to be very careful of It: never let it from

family know . .

never give away anything

Stine. Promise."

It: never let it from and do not talk of—

i outside '

Above

that it (

your own keeping,

that Is, do not let any one outside the ' " * r of Its' contents. Above ati.

pierced through with tittle holes la the form of the letter O. As I passed from felt as if I had dreamed a dream. - (To be contlauadj

MR. M’KINLEY’S DESCENT

HIS ANCESTRY AS TRACED BY THE REV, A. STAPLETON.

Tli* Marlxreil President Sprang from ibe fteolch Ir'sl. Bare —Bend of the Clan t'mtnm In America la I14S—Clreat Orandfaiher Waa a Revolutionary Soldier. The following genealogical sketch of President McKinley was prepared by tbe Rev. A Stapleton of Carlisle. Pa.: “It should be a matter of regret to all true historians that the campaign histories of President McKinley were erroneous in several Important genealogical details. The data herein given may lie relied on as correct, as they are the result of researches In the court record* and other authoritic*

still extant.

"The ancestors of President McKinley belonged to that sturdy race of people cal leu the Scotch Irish, so called because In 1607 King James I. located a large number of Scots In tbe northern part oi Ireland on lands from which the Irish had been evicted. These settlements were gradually augmented by immigration until eventually the Scotih-lrisb element predominated In this region. They were staunch Presbyterians in faltn and In course of time developed traits and peculiarities so marked as to almost stamp them as a distinct race. "In course of time this noble people were overtaken by many hardships. Hucb as the successive failure of crop*, besides very unsatisfactory civil and religious conditions. Their only eource of relief wa* In immigration to America. in which they were encouraged by agent* of the American colonies. After 1715 the immigration became very extensive, the chief port of arrival being New Castle on the Delaware, below Philadelphia. 'The Scotch-i rieh being citizens of the British realm their arrival Is not a matter of record like that of the German*. Swiss. Dutch, etc., who are designated as foreigners in the colonial records, and were required to snoscrlbe to an oath of aue^ance upon arrival, besides a subsequ. ; naturalization. Hence it follows that citizens of the realm are more difficult to Identify than foreigners by the historian. Our only recourse is in tax lists, land warrants, court records, etc. “In the case of President McKinley we have an undisputed retrograde record to his great-grandfather, David McKinley. We know that he was a revolutionary soldier tnat he was born In,York county. Pa.,- that he removed to Westmoreland county after the revolution, and In 1814 to Ohio, where he died. In the cemetery of the Chatfield Lutheran church In Crawford county. Ohio, may he seen two modest granite markers with the following Inscriptions: 'David McKinley. Revolutionary soldier. Born. 1776; died, 1840,’ and ‘Hannah C Rose. born. 1757;

died. 1840.'

“David McKinley was the father of James, born Sept 19, 1783, married Mary Rose of Mercer county. Pa., and removed thence to Chatfftld, where be purchased a farm, on which he died. He was the father of William McKinley. Sr.', bom in 1807. and died In Canton. O.. In 1892. The latter was the father of President McKinley. Hannah C. Rose, buried by the side of David McKinley, was the great-grand-mother of the president. She was also the great grandmother of former Mayor Rose of Cleveland. "For the history of the family prior to David the soldier, we must rely on the courthouse records at Lancaster and York. Pa. From various documents and entries we think the evidence Incontrovertible that David McKinley, the head of the clan McKinley In America, landed at New Castle and located in (now) Cbanceford township, York county. Pa., in 1743. At that time he was well along In life. He was accompanied by his wife. Esther. and three sons. John. David. Stephen, and a daughter. Mao'. There are frequent references to these sons In the county archives. "The Immigrant was a weaver by trade, hut. like all thrifty artisans of that day. he e ecu red a geo d homestead. It is possible, bu tnot probable, that he arrived In the province earlier than 174*. but In this year his .name first appears on the records in a warrant for 16 acres of land on a beautiful elevation' overlooking the Susquehanna river in the distance. "That he was a man of enterprise Is shown In the fact that in 1794 he circulated a petition for a public hlrhway, which he also presented to the court. The following yeir he was made supervisor and doubtless had the task imposed on himself to engineer bis road to a completion. His name occurs frequently in the most honorable way. showing him to have been a nan of unusual probltf and worth as

a citizen.

“David McKinley, the Immigrant, died intestate In 1767, leaving his wife and children as alreadv named. His daughter was Intermarried with Samuel Gordon. The settlement of the estate shows personal property to the value of £220. or $1100, besides the plantation, which was divided. Later, however, the son John (who with his

“Thla lead* us to the consideration of the second generation, vis., 'John McKinley, eldest son of the emigrant Before entering upon details we here throw out the precautionary statement that the names McKinley and McGInley are both contemporaneous and Interchangeable In our early records. owing to the carelessness of scribes Tbay were, however, separate families In York county. The MriJint-r* proper came from James McOlaley. who died in York county in

1755, leaving an only son John. No relationship Is known to have existed between the families, although remot*--ly It might have been the rase. Th*president's anreetors, ao far na we have ascertained, always wrote their name as now. "Resuming our narrative of the McKinleys, John, son of the Immigrant, was born about 1728 and In his day was one of the foremost men of York county. He borame a large land ownei and frequently figures In Important business transactions. When hostilities broke out with the mother country hr staunchly supported the revolution and was made a wagon master for Cbanceford township by the committee of safety. He died on his estates Feb. 18. 1799. being survived by his widow. Margaret, an only non David, greatgrandfatuer of the president, and daughters Esther. Jean. Elisabeth and Susan. The widow sulixcquently married Thomas McCulloch. She died In the winter of 1781. This leads us down to Da\ld McKinley. grandson of the Immigrant and great-grandfather of the president Ho was born on the old homestead iu Chanceford township May 1C, 1755. In 1776 he enlisted In Capt. Reed'* company of Ferrymen In the war of tbe revolution. This was the Seventh company of the Eighth battalion of York county militia. The militiamen. It should be remembered, were called out in emergencies and were drafted In sections for active service, making what were then called tours of service. In this way nearly all the militia of Pennsylvania saw many tours of service, much hard fighting and the most perilous kind of military life. “The local historians of York county had been In correspondence with the president respecting his York county antecedents. He had expressed himself as much gratified by their researches and interest In his ancestry, and faithfully promised at an opportune time to visit the scenes of his ancestral abode. Several dates for the proposed-rialt were partly agreed on. and great preparations for the visit were in prospect, when the Spanish war compelled successive postponements of the visit. “As a matter of ihtcrest we may add that a muster roll of the company of which bis great-grandfather was a member, and ever since the revolution in the possession of the descendants of Col. John Hay. wae some years ago presented to the president and received by him with many expressions of delight and satisfaction." QUAINT AND CURIOUS. Tbe oldest inhabited house in England Is on the River Ver. close to St. Alban’s abbey. It is octagonal In shape, and supposed to be 11 centuries

was followed by red. with the familiar portrait of Queen Victoria. In the picturesque village of Allesley, Warwickshire. Eng., an ancient custom ifhich is found to linger here and there. Is still observed. The church bell Is rung at 6 o'clock every morning In the summer and at c o'clock In the winter. In order to arouse sleeping villagers and enable them to start to work in good time. The curfew is also tolled at 8 o'clock each evening.

taken the fancy of a strapping lass who worked In his fields. Finding languishing look and bashful advance of no avail, the girl who was gifted with almost herculean strength, repaired to the farmer's house at a time when he was sure to he alone and on prayer and entreaty proving futile bound him with a rope which she had the forethought to bring with- her. and having gagged him drove him off in one of bis carts to her own cottage, whence, brew beaten and cowed he departed only for the village church.

dividual wherein he offered a considerable sum of money for the privilege of being permittee to ride 1000 miles on the cowcatcher of a famous express. Probably the queer application arose out of a wager, but. In any case. It was refused without hesitation, and the would-be perpetrator of tbe extraordinary freak was compelled to travel In the more conventional manner at the rear of the Ipcomotive instead of In front of It. a mode of progress which would hardly commend Itself to prudent minded passengers. • The members of the Osterlout family . of Susquenaana are the most famous wildcat and rattlesnake hunters in northern Pennsylvania. For year* Herman Osterlout has tramped over the hills of Susquehanna, Wayne and Pike counties, catching rattlesnakes for New York and Philadelphia museums. He has been bitten by rattlesnakes Innumerable times. He baa killed more wildcats than any other man in the state. His record Is 127 cats. Mrs. Osterlout Is an experienced huntress, and she accompanies her hus-

^ras Only Chase.. “Do yon think the north pole will ever be discovered?" asked the scientist. “I couldn’t say.” answered the capitalist. “Possibly a trust

in ft”