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THE HERALD, ' CAHE HAY, N. J.

Biobllr mmUc wbo killed ■ on the rvad lo Nice. Another of l. thing* LLe} do bettor In- France.

Uncle Sam a he ounce, that hr ha* a new co gold cert Ideate readj to pat oa the market lie «vetut to expert editor, to ad.entae hla ware*, tnrt a aingle .ample of hu good*, remark* The r.thflcder.

THE "HOME. SWEET HOME" HOUSE.

Sull atand the mapin at the (ate, IV dark hr tree, braid* the door; The bob-white call* hi, penair* man Aa tweet I, a, be did before. No more lb* footpath break, the la'

Mr lather never tread* upon The epot for veer, *o dear to

1 *uu tiehoia tny mother a lac*. Her ainging voice drift, down to me; Hot Tar-ant now her waiting plaee, Where the had alwayt lovad to be.

No band can atay tl 1%* fearleaa weed, and mo..i i ., And every jhaoe of Uam* that fall* Raau heavy on my bomemck heart. —Roeco* Uron:basgh. in lippincott',.

AN EXPERIMENT IN REALISM How the Jimmy - - - Supplemented the Pen. BY JULIEN JOSEPHSON.

But I had dewo hi* kharp eye* mea*urlng the dUUnee between hlmaelf and my platol-bkud, and I wa* prepared. bprlnglng back quickly. I avoided hi* gro*p, and dealt him a chopping blow on tbc head with my heavy pistol.

He went down like a log. t

1 waa sincerely sorry that the necessity for violence should have arisen— and up to a certain point in our inter, view I had even hoped that I wa* boat to secure some bits of nalltm that would be real contribution* to the common literary fund. But a* mat-

now stood, there seemed but one

thing to do. 8o 1 bound the burglar hand and fool with tome rather feeble- - looking rope that I foard In the closet I where I had bem hiding. Then going , the window, I blew ahrllly upon the . police whittle with which, in my atreo- | uous endeavor to attain tbc ri*II*Ur i atmosphere. I had previously equipped ! myself. Before many mlnatrs a couple of blae-caati were on the scene—and a j little later the patrol wagon was clattertng over the pavement with my 1 burglar Inside. At that moment hi probably did not know Jurt what wae |

going on. No doubt, buwevi

The effect of the contiuuans success of the Japanese against Roasla Is spreading *•> widely among men of . color the world over that a general j revolt against the domination of the white races in some form la a thing to be looked for admonishes the New ]

lark Sun

When a rich New York grocer gets only fifteen days in jail for selling skimmed and watered milk marked aa pare milk be get* about one-hondredlh OT the sentence be deserve*. Hardly any dealer gel* what be richly merits when he is caught selling bogus milk, j All such men •*--

Buffalo Evening News.

Party loyalty never demands that me shall swallow hla conscience and srfilrk his duties as a drisen by tolerating the boas, the gang and corruption. John Weaver Is a better Republican for having challenged the brasen trollies and boodlcrs that made his party In Philadelphia a stench In the nostrils of honest men. declares the Louisville Courier-Journal.

A number of European railways have recently been utilising motor cars of the gasoline or steam type. In order to Improve the eervlce and decrease the cost of operation* of branch lines where there is but limited traffic and long trains arc usually operated at a loss. 'The use of these cars is also being Introduced to meet the severe competition of the electric car for Interurbac and suburban service. By the aae of the steam car or the gasoline motor car the cost of transportation is bat a small traction of the cqat By locomotive and regular train service. says Bailway Age.

How whole sections of public lands, .worth millions of doll*)s. are stolen from the Culled States Government through conspiracies planned under the vary roof of the General Land Office In ; Washington, D. C, is the subject of a remarkable expose In Harper's Weekly. The author. Frederick Boyd Stevenson. tells how the frauds are planned and carried oat. and bow conspiracies to defraud the Government of twenty or twenty-five million dollars' worth of land have been unearthed. One combination of men Implicated in these deals, ssy* Mr. Stevenson, aequired 800.000 acres of land in Oregon alone, and fraudulent application* were made for atkOODacrm of adwcSIpjr In California. “It would be a conservative estimate, there tore, tq_ say tori attempts Save been made to obtain ■fraidnlentTy

At Oak F you have ever tried to ^ _ k ,rrUe * •torr In T 1 * 1 ' 1 * * 0 T O burglary forma a vital part * * I of the plot, you will agree SfiOlr that for this sort of work— theoretically, at least—ther* should be no time so fitting aa the midnight hoar; no place so prolific of spinal shlvrrtngs as a bare, dimly lit room In a rambling, deserted old bouse, where cold draughts, and eerie, unaccountable creaking* conspire to add Just the right fisver of gbottllDca* to the xltustlon. It was exactly upon this theory that 1 rented such a room in toch a bouse In a lonely suburb of San Francisco, and on a certain bitter rold evening In December prepared to pass the night there. My desire wa* to work up a vivid account of a burglary In all Its fasnnatlng detail*—depicting the entrance it the burglar, the feelings of the onlortcnate Indlvldnsl who** lot It was to be the victim, and all that sort of thing. Naturally, 1 spared no pains lo make my environment as suggestive a* possible. On the table at which I intended to alt while recording my Impressions of the situation, I placed a loaded msgaxlne pistol. The blind* I bad drawn so closely that from the outside tbc room must have seemed lo be in darkness. My only light Vas 1 dark lantern, which I had bought Ihst day from a beoerolent-looklnif Hebrew patriarch, who recommended Jie lantern most highly. He evidently had mistaken my calling. I did not at once feel In the mood for writing. And so. as there war a •omfortable fire coin" In the old-faab- 1 .oned grate. I cot out my pipe and imoked until the midnight boar—with *11 the weird, fantastic Images that It •alia up In the Imagination—was almost <1 bind. At such a time and such a ilace, sterile. Indeed, were the Imagination that did not feel itself aroused. 1 was soon scratching away quite merrily. I had been working thus for perhaps twenty aiaotra. and had Just reached the point where the burglar Is Joe to make his entry on the scene, when 1 fancied that I beard a faint •craping round at one of the windows. It startled me for the moment. Then I concluded that It was nothing, confratolated myself on having bronchi my Imagination to such a responsive pitch, and laughed at myself for having been frightened bg a monster of

my own rreatioo*.

I resumed my writing. But I had not completed a dozen lines when somethlcg occurred which was not lawn an my program. It was t repetition—this time unmistakably real— jf the sound which had startled me few moments before. In a flash I shot the slide of my Isntern to. picked up my revolver, and slipped quickly and ooiselessly into a closet. I polled the closet door almost shot—last leaving sufficient opening to enable pie to see what wa* going on in the room without myself bring seen I did not bare long to wait The window at which I bad flrat beard that faint scraping sound was slowly, carefully shoved upward. The blind v cautiously thrust aside, and a masked face appeared In the opening. For a inirot It glanced warily rbout the room- Then, apparently satisfied with what he saw. the prowler raised the d and climbed in softly through

lug rather qneedy at the closet, as If he thought It might be profitably Investigated. I had a rather bad minute lust about this time, and felt greatly relieved when be went silently from the room, Jeering the door open behind him. For some minutes afterward 1 could hear him walking down the halls and through the uncarpeted rooms of the old place. I was just beginning to hope that be would find his Investigation so barren of results as to cause him to leave the bouse In disgust, when his footsteps now sounded In the hall leading to my room, and an Instant later be waa with me again. He looked about him; then walking over to my table, be picked up my unfinished manuscript, contemplated U a moment, and thrust It Into his cost pocket. Then going over to the cosl box be scooped up a generous shovelful of coal and threw It upon the fire, which had nearly pone out After which he calmly— almost luxuriously—drew my chair up. to the fire, laid his pUto! on the table within easy reach, and proceeded to read my manuscript. He was clearly

a most extraordinary burglar

At Brat the unexpectedness of his singular actions (Used me; then the boldness of them fairly took me off my feet. I watched my felonious friend narrowly, noting with pardonable pride that be semeed Interested tn my story. Then a sudden wild idea seised mi. Why not enlist the sld of my degenerate guest in the noble cause of literature? Indeed, could anything be more appropriate? Surely. I reasoned. It does noC necessarily follow -that no good can Mine from a burglar. And to* one seemed unusually Intelli-

gent. The more I thought of the

causer votive Sato of toj some of the tongs which be said la hi* Harvard speech, remarks tbc New lack Tribune- There are lawyers wbo dearly love old abuses and *re fertile

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I shifted my feet Silently, and took yip oo my nvclver. For a I thought of tallying forth, from my biding plaef and glrlng tattle lo my nocturnal visitor. On aeroud conildoration 11 seemed better for me to remalo where I was and await developments. Then If the burglar did discover my hiding-place, I would have a

decided' advantage.

While these speculations had been forming in my mind, ibe burglar had pulled aa ugiy-tooklng pistol from hla pocket, examined It. and put it back* Then with the slide half eloatd he beets to flash hla lantern about the room.

of figure, shabbily dressed, and pop1 of a gait, which for pure burglar-

1 any thing I have

took hold of me. Still I hesitated. The thing was undeniably dangerous. To be sure. I had obtained my knowledge of gun* on a cattle ranch, and felt that I could shoot about aa fast and aa straight aa nine burglars out of ten. But what if this burglar hspbe the tenth? I had Just about reuse to the conclusion that I had better lie low until my knight of the dark lantern had deported, when, something occurred that suddenly changed my plana. 4* the burglar finished the manuscript, be yawned and laid It back on the table with the muttered remark: "Nobody but blamed idiot would act like that

burglar!"

Those were unfortunate words tor him. For nr sooner had he delivered hlmaelf of this caustic and unmerited my powers of characterisation than I tallied forth with blood usually tranquil reached a* If tor hla pistol. “Cut it out —quick T' I snapped, with as much tnclslveuvaa and determination as a mfid and peaceable author could reas be expected to master. Then I . up his gun and placed it In my pocketafter which I addressed myself a gall my burglar. “Now. my gootf friend,' I laid, pleasantly, “seeing that yon hare expressed dissatisfaction at my conception of your calling, I shall be indeed grateful to you if you will give me some idea of what a true burglar la like. Ton will find my f(rantain pen aa exceptionally smooth writer." The burglar regarded me ment with puaxled face. “I'm not a burglar any more than you are r he then said, with a short, snappy laugh. His statement almost made me drop 3 pistol. But I never took my eyes him. Then a Ridden idea occurred to me. Take mbanML- _ Off c£al.tbe black doth. One look at that thin, scarred face, with Its crooked mouth and restless, shifty bine eyes, convinced me that If eVer a burglar Urtd, here wa* a choice specimen. But I deter mined to humor him. "That may be." I said. “At any rate. Will yon have' the kind peas to plaee on paper—and perhaps hand down to a grateful generation of author*—a description of the most exciting gtsrj you hare ever committed r Be looked at me tn apparent astonishment- “Why." he replied. *m broadly. Tnf a writer myself. I — I up to those togs for a bluff. I'm

THE PERFECT HORSE.

1 NEW JERSEY STATE NEWS

situation

to him later.

And now for the sequel—which con•rnt Itself with the fate of the manu script and of the burglar. The.fat* of the manuscript, like that of the burglar, was cruel. After many trips is the continent. It was finally ac corded an entire pigeon-bole In my deal. where It will probably rest to the end of my days And the question of why an unavailable manuscript should preserved and given an entire pigeon-hole bring* me to the second part of my atqnel. Shortly after the arrest of the burglar he was identified »e Nicholas Ware, a man wanted by the police la half a dozen rttie*. The aggregate reward offered for hi* arreot amounted lo some two thousand dollars, snd as the chief of police waa man of small experience in such matI era. we divided the money. of which. 2 humbly submit, merely goer to show thst the pen Is mightier than the jimmy.—The Ar-

■v.matosc eundniur, f-om wh en she re covered Ihlrtj -ein. hours later, bol blind L»i»l week I>r. I.jdzenskl. of New Tori. <'ljy. we a called In by t>r. Todd, the 'amil} pbya’clan. and It wa* derided to resort to an operation. Tbe little girl was removed to tbe boa pltal and tbe oj«-vntiou we» performed by Hr. J C. U.-t «y Part of tbe child'* alitill waa removed and the tutnm found. Kxper « aay that In simlla'

of iUbO die under Uic

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HIGHLAND EAGLE. Selected by a Jury of expert* as the moat perfect type of Kentucky saddle horse, and recently pure baaed by Thomas F. Ryan, of the New Torn Equitable Life, automobile and traction magnate.

Haye,

Ac-uaed Man Fled on Wheel,

ith officers iwklng for him to are r . chare* f assaulting flfteen-

.-old Hattie Mo k, of Plea

athis I

j herself

HOI TO SEE THOBQB A HICK “To see through a brick wall" la an expression often used In a figurative way. How would you like to make a device that win enable yon to appartaitly see through a brick, or any other

Evelyn la the little daughter of a j Marshall County family, relates tbe j Chicago Chronicle. She la very timid. ! Her father, finding that sympathy only Increased this unfortunate tendency. I decided to have a serious talk with hla little danghtrr on the subject of her I foolish fears. "Papa." she said, at tbe dofe of his I lecture, “when you see a ccw ain't I you ’fraid?" '“No; certainly not. Evelyn.” I “When yon see a horse ain't you

■fraid?”

“No. of course not?'’ “When you see a dog ain't yon

'fraid r

“Nor—with emphasis. “When yon see a bumblebee ain't yon

'fraid?"

"Nor—with scorn. “Ain't you 'fraid when It Grander*?" “Nor with lond laughter. “Oh, yon ailly child." Papa.” aaid Evelyn, solemnly, 'ain't yon 'fraid of nothin’ In the world but

opaque object? It may be coolly done if yon are at all handy with tools; all you need Is a box with mirrors, and this is the way it la made. Construct a hollow box, like tbe one yon see in the illustration. One aide la represented aa removed, that you may see the Interior arrangement. Ton can easily make the case, aays the Home Journal, fay sawing down a box and using The lid for the middle platform. Too will need four pieces of looking glass the width of the box. snd these you fasten at an angle of forty-five degrees, as yon see A. B. C snd D Arranged. The reflecting surfaces face each other and a small hole is made at each end of the box. E and F, each hale being fitted with a piece of plain glaak. Now, If yon place an object before the opening F, you will, by looking in the opening E. tee that object as if you were looking straight at It This is because tbe object at F 1* reflected in the mirror A, which is reflected la B. which la turn is again reflected acroes the box to mirror C. and then up to D. and that image is seen by your eye at E. All of which, you see, to very simple.

If you now place a bricl. or any opaque object between the two end* of the box. as st G. you see. if -ourse. that It makes no difference In viewing the Image. But If yon hide ail this mechanism .from your frieafl*. and place the box for one to look through, be will be much amazed to find that he can see through box end brick to the Image you have placed at the opposite end beyond tbe box. Either E or F may be used :o look through, as the object la always it tbe opposite end outside the piece of glass. Instead of a .brick you may uae a hat or a book.- or even your hand, a t G.

Might also be rolled “tramp's delight." It to more than a cane and a stool, for it can be drawn out to twice Its pictured length to serve as an alpenstock or as a gun rest Besides. It cental n* a dagger warranted to kill a UeCr or a dog. It would be perfect If It included. as It might, an umbrella and a tent It weight two pounds snd to made in Germany.—Philadelphia Bec-

8!r Henry Irving tells that at one time visiting Shakespeare's birthplace he had a alight experience with a rustic of the vicinity. Being in a quiraical frame of mind. Kir Henry addressed a few question* to the follow, and In reply obtained tome Illuminating Inition. according to the Buffalo

SAYS MR. CITYMAN-GEE! I THINK FARMERS ARE SO FUNNY LOOKING

'That's Shakespeare's bouse c there,' I believe," Or Henry Innocently remarked.

“Ees."

“Have yon ever been there?”

“Not."

T believe Mr. Shakespeare is dead now. Can you tell me how long?"

"LetJ* ace, be wrote, did he notf

The storthing, which has deposed King Oarar^rom tbe Norwegian throne, to. being yftWned. the Great Court, and should be pronounced to rhyme with “courting." The second port of the word to Identical with our “thing." however, aa tbe Scandinavian languages. in common with Anglo-Saxon, have the same word for “thing" and “coundL" In modern KngjlSh a trace of the second tense survives tn tbe word "busting*,'' which came to mt the public platform upon which a a didate appeared at election Ui though originally tbe “hutting” * the council at which the candidate was selected, the "house-tbing" or hi

■eoCDwa a Fir Uctt T "It’s odd." aaid tbe casual dine: the quick lunch restaurant, to his neighbor, a stranger, “and It’s an old query, but did you ever atop to tl' ‘ how It to that a fir light* on the ing? ‘Now, a fiy. ^u know, naturally Oita with his leg* banging down. He filet from the table, for inttanee, up td the celling and there be halt* for « moment to wash hto face, but preotov he la upside down. How does he dd it? Dots ha grab bold with hto front bands and swing himself unde#? Doao

...empted sulci!) gnto the Botato K vev see wa* rea-v-ueu in a bysteri u coudltiou. Mathix •ilasiboro After iLe icaaon closed a few week* ago. v- came io Pleasant Mills to visit friends with hla wife One day he went out after buckletoer rle» with the Uttle girl and *hc aaya be attacked her. C'on:p!a.nt was lodged by her mother »i:U Justice of the Peace Clarton. of Hstamonton. Mathis gut word of It. and. jumping hi* bicycle. rode thirty-five mile# lo Ulaaaboro and took a train. Keen l y an acquaint nnct. Mathis said he was going Went 10 attend a funeral. Wife Charge* ConaplracjMr- Irene V. Allison, of Philadelphia. P» . ha* made serious and aenan lions! charge* apninst her husband, J. W Allison, and Frank W Shriver. atoo of Philadelphia, in an answer lo Ibe suit Instituted against her and her hosband by Shriver and involving tbe transfer of valuable real estate tn Cape May City. Shriver avers that AUlaon owed him F1T.OCO, and to **- cape liability for payment transferred ill hi* property, valued at <20.000. to (lie- wife Mr*. Ahiaon denies that her husband ever owed Shriver. She con tends the property was transferred to her as psrt payment of a debt of <20 800. and charges that there was a con splracy between her husband and Shriver to prevent her from retaining th« part payment on the smonnt doe her Lott In Mountains. Lott in the mountains near Midvale while they were gathering evidence In the Conklin murdac.ci.-e Ralph Shaw. Assistant Prosecutor: Nathaniel Shane. County Prosecutors detective, apt! t'orouer Edward L. Wheeler were re* rued st night by a posse of farmer* who scoured the mountain* with torches. For several boar# tbe trio wandered aimlessly about tbe roountjlns. not knowing what road to take, each attempt to retrace tbelr steps only leading them further away. They had abandoned hope of finding their | way back when night fell, and were i preparing a bed of leaves and branchen of evergreens when the farmers found them. The authorities found extreme dlflicoity In Fitting the monntalneers to talk of the murder. Dog Goes Mad in Baggage Cur Henry Ball, a baggageman on the Lackawanna, had an exciting experience with a mad dog. At Stroudsburg the dog. which had been chained In the baggage car. but managed to get loose sprang at the baggagemen, snapping. «parting and frothing. The baggageman barricaded himself behind piles of baggage. Ball's assistant ran Into tbc coach, where Mr*. R. L. Burnett, tbe owner of tbe dog. and her daughter w ere seated, and told ber Ibe dog was mad. Mrs. Burtiett and ber daughter went Into the baggage car and at * tempted to quiet the beast, which sprang upon tbe child and bit her twice. It then fell upon a bundle of newspapers and worried them until it died. ' Kissed Wife and Shot Her. While embracing hto wife with hto left arm ami kissing her on ber return at night from a visit to Newark. William Wagner, of Paterson, accidentally discharged a revolver that be held In his right hand, and the bullet entered tbe woman’s back, piercing the lung, tissue. Tbe wound Is not thought to be mortal. Wagner, wbo is foreman in a barber shop In the Bomalne Building. aaya that as he kissed hi* wife be reached bark to bis hip pocket gad pulled out hi* revolver, intendieg to place It In a bureau drawer. In some mysterious tray tb* weapon was discharged. He to corroborated by hla

wife.

wbo asrved at the trial of the eject ment suit of tbe Township of Itiveraide against the Pennsylvania Railroad Company found more than a verdict for the plaintiff la the ease, and they are very Indignant. The Jurors were out all eight, sleeping on cots to a stuffy roots on a hot night, and the prevalence of unwelcome company made a lasting Impression upon the twelve victim*. For some lime it has been known that the Court Bov not being property cleaned, a Board of Freeholder* w"'

Six Hurt in Anto Crnsli. persona were hurt In an automobile a Trident on Carnal Bridg*. In Boonlarge car. which was driven fay ' Rickey, of East Oraner. .* driven by M R. Van met on the bridge. With Mr

. and tbe

Mr. Btokry and hto fora J-srangcr.