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CHAPTER VILLCONTINUED.
On reaching the boundary wall, Toby
ran along, whining eagerly, underneath
its shadow, and stopped finally in a
corner screen by a. young ‘beec 1.
Where the two walls joined, several
bricks had been loosened, and the crev-
ices left were worn down and rounded
upon the lower side, as though they
had frequently been used as a ladder.
Holmes clambered up, and, taking the
dog from me, he dropped it over upon
the other side.
“There’s the print of wooden-leg’s
hand,” he remarked, as I mounted up
beside him. “You see the slight
smudge of blood upon the white
plaster. What a. lucky thing it is that
we have had no very heavy rain since
yesterday! The scent will lie upon the
road in spite of their eight-and~twenty
hours’ start.”
I confess that I had my doubts my-
self when I reflected upon the great
traffic which had passed along the Lon-
don road in the interval. My fears
were soon appeased, however. Toby
never hesitated or swerved, but
waddled on in his peculiar rolling
fashion. Clearly the pungent smell
of the creosote rose high above all
other contending scents.
“Do not imagine,” said Holmes, “that
I depend for my success in this case
upon the mere chance of one of these
fellows having put his foot in the chemi-
cal. I have knowledge now which
would enable me to trace them in many
different ways. This, however, is the
readiest, and, since fortune has put it
into our hands, I should be culpable if
Ineglected it. It has, however, pre-
vented the case from becoming the
pretty little intellectual problem
There might have been some credit to
be gained Out of it, but for this too
palpable clew.”
“There is credit, and to spare," said
I. “I assure you, Holmes, that I mar-
vel at the means by which you obtain
your results in this case, even more
than I did in the Jefferson Hope mur-
der. The thing seems to me to be
deeper and more inexplicable. How,
for example, could you describe with
such confidence the wooden-legged
man?” .
“I’shaw, my dear boy! it was sim-
plicity itself. I don’t wish to be
theatrical. It is all patent and above-
board. Two officers who are in com-
mand of a convict guard learn an im-
portant secret as to buried treasure. A
map is drawn for them by an English-
man named Jonathan Small. You re-
member that we saw the name upon
the chart in Capt. Morstan’s possession.
He had signed. it in behalf of himself
and his associates—the sign of the
four, as he somewhat dramatically
called it. Aided by this chart, the
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HOLMES CLAMBEIIED UP AND TOOK THE
DOG FROM ME.
officers—or one of them—gets the
treasure and brings it to England,
leaving. we will suppose, some condi-
tion under which he received it unful-
filled. N 0w, then, why did not
Jonathan Small get the treasure him-
self? The answer is obvious. The
chart is dated at a. time when Morstan
was brought into close association
with convicts. Jonathan Small did
not get the treasure because he and his
associates were themselves convicts
and could not get away."
“But this is mere speculation,” said I.
“It is more than that. It is the only
hypothesis which covers the facts. Let
us see how it fits in with the sequel.
Maj. Sholto remains at peace for some
years, happy in the possession of his
treasure. Then he receives a letter
from India which gives him a great
fright. What was that?”
“A letter to say ‘a hat the men whom
he had wronged had been set free.”
“Or had escaped. That is much more
likely, for he would have known what
their term of imprisonment was. It
would not have been a surprise to him.
What does he do then? He guards him-
self against a wooden-legged man—a.
white man, mark you, for he mistakes
a. white tradesman for him, and actual-
ly fires a pistol at him. Now, only one
white man’s name is on the chart.
The others are Ilindoos or Moham-
medans. There is no other white man.
Therefore we may say with confidence
that the wooden-legged man is identi-
cal with Jonathan Small. Does the
reasoning strike you as being faulty?”
“No: it is clear and concise."
“Well, now, let us- put ourselves in
the place of Jonathan Small. Let us
look at it from his point of view. He
comes to England with the double idea
of regaining what he would consider to
upon the man who had wronged him.
He found out where Sholto lived. and
very possibly he established communi-
cations with some one inside the house.
There is this butler, La] Rao, Whom we
have not seen. Mrs. Bernstone gives
him far from a good character. Small
could not find out, however, where the
treasure was hid, for no one ever
knew, save the major and, One faithful
servant who had died. Suddenly Small‘
' Bartholomew Sholto.
learns that the major is on his death-
bed. In a. frenzy lest the secret . of the
treasure die withthim, he runs the.
gauntlet of the guards, makes his way to
the dying man’s window, and is only de-
terred from entering by the presence
of his two sons. Mad with hate, how-
ever, against the dead man, he enters
the room that night, searches his pri-
vate papers in the hope of discovering
some memorandum relating to the
treasure, and finally leaves a. memento
of his visit in the short inscription upon
the card. He had doubtless planned
beforehand that should he slay the
major he would leave some such rec-
ord upon the body as a sign that it was
not a. common murder, but, from the
point of view of the four associates,
something in the nature of'an act of
justice. Whimsical and bizarre con-
ceits of this kind are common enough
in the annals of crime, and usually af-
ford valuable indications as to the
criminal. Do you follow all this?”
“Very clearly.” ~
“Now, what could Jonathan Small
do? He could only continue to keep a.
secret watch upon the efforts made to
find the treasure. Possibly he leaves
England and only comes back at inter-
vals. Then comes the discovery of the
garret, and he is instantly informed of
it. We again trace the presence of
some confederate in the household.
Jonathan, 'with his wooden leg, is ut-
terly unable to reach the lofty room of
He takes with
him, however, a rather curious asso-
ciate, who gets over this difficulty, but
dips his naked foot into creosote, .
whence come Toby, and a. six-mile
limp for a. half-pay ofiicer with a. dam-‘
aged Achillis tendo.”
“But it was the associate, and not
Jonathan, who committed the crime.”
“Quite so. And rather to Jonathan’s
disgust, to judge by the way he
stamped about when he got into the
room. He bore no grudge against Bar-
tholomew Sholto. and would have pre-
ferred if he could have been simply
bound and gagged. Ile did not wish to
put his head in a. halter. There was no
help for it, however; the savage in-
stincts of his companion had broken
out, and the poison had done its work:
so Jonathan Small left his record, low-
ered the treasure-box to the ground,
and followed it himself. That was the
train of events as far as I can decipher
them. Of course as to his personal ap-
pearance he must be middle-aged, and
must be sunburned after serving his
time in such an oven as the Andamans.
His height is readily calculated from
the length of his stride, and we know
that he was bearded. His hairiness
was the one point which impressed
itself upon Thaddeus Sholto when he
saw him at the window. I don’t know
that there is anything else.”
“The associate?”
“Ah, well, there is no great mystery
in that. But you will know all about
it soon enough. How sweet the morn-
ing air is! See how that one little
cloud floats like a pink feather from
some gigantic flamingo. Now the red
rim of the sun pushes itself over the
London cloudbank. . It shines one. good
many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who
are on a. stranger errand than you and
I. How small we feel with our petty
ambitions and strivings in the presence
of the great elemental forces of nature!
Are you well up in your Jean Paul?”
“Fairly so. I worked back to him
through Carlyle.”
“That was like following the brook
to the parent lake. He makes but one
curious but profound remark. It is
that the chief proof of man’s real great-
neSs lies in his perception of his own
smallness. It argues, you see, a. power of
comparison and of appreciation which
is in itself a proof of nobility. There is
much food for thought in Richter. You
have not a pistol. have you?”
“I have my stick.”
“It is just possible that we may need
something of the sort if We get into
their lair. Jonathan I shall leave to
you, but if the other turns nasty I shall
shoot him dead.” He took out his re-
volver as he spoke, and, having loaded
two of the chambers. he put it back
into the right hand pocket of his jacket.
\Ve had. during this time, been fol-
lowing the guidance of Toby down the
half-rural, villa-lined roads which lead
to the metropolis. N 0W, however, we
were beginning to come among contin—
uous streets, where laborers and (lock-
men were already astir, and slatternly
women were taking down shutters and
brushing doorsteps. At the square-
topped corner public houses business
was just beginning, and rough-looking
men were emerging, rubbing their
sleeves across their beards after their
morning wet. Strange dogs sauntcred
up, and stared wonderingly at us as we
passed, but our inimitable Toby looked
neither to the right nor to the left, but
trotted onwards with his nose to the
ground and an occasional eager whine,
Which spoke of a hot scent.
We had traversed Streatham, Brix-
ton, Camberwell, and now found our-
selves in Kennington lane. having
borne away through the side streets
to the east of the Oval. The men
whom we pursued seemed to have taken
a curiously zigzag road. with the idea.
probably of escaping observation. They
had never kept to the main road if a
parallel side street would serve thdir
turn. At the foot of Kcnnington lane
they had edged away to the loft through
Bond street and Miles street.~ IV here
the latter turns into Knight’s place
Tobey ceased toadvancc, but began to
run backwards and forwards with one
ear coCked and the other drooping. the
very picture of canine indecision. Then
he waddled round in circles, looking
up to us from time to time, as if to ask
for sympathy in his embarrassment.
“What the deuce is the matter with
the dog?” growled Holmes. “They
surely would not take a cab or go off
in a balloon.” .
“Perhaps they stood here for some
time,” I suggested.
“Ah! it’s all right. He’s off again,”
said my companion, in a. tone of relief.
He was, indeed, off, for, after sniff-
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ling round again, he suddenly made up
his mind, and darted- array with an
energy and determination such as he
had not yet shown. The scent ap-
peared to be much hottcrthan before,
for he had not even to put his nose on
\
the mound, but tugged at his leash,
and tried'to break into a/run. I could
see by the gleam in Holmes’ eyes that
he thought we were nearing the end of
our journey.
Our course now ran down Nine Elms
until we came to Broderick & Nelson’s
large timber yard, just past the White
Eagle tavern. Here the dog, frantic
with excitement, turned down through
the side gate intOvthe inclosure, where
the sawyers were already at work. On
the dog raced through sawdust and
shavings, down an alley, round a pas-
sage, between two wood—piles, and
finally, with atriumphant yelp, sprang
upon a large barrel, which still stoop
upon the hand~trolley on which it had
been brought. With lolling tongue
and blinking eyes, Toby stood upon
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TOBY STOOD UPON THE CASK.
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the cask, looking from one to the other
of us for some sign of appreciation.
The staves of the barrel and the wheels
of the trolley were smeared with dark
liquid, and the whole air was heavy
with the smell of creosote.
Sherlock Holmes and I looked blank-
ly at each other, and then burst simul-
taneously into an uncontrollable fit of
laughter. ‘
CHAPTER 'VIII.
THE BAKER STREET IRREGULARS.
“What now?” I asked. “Toby has
lost his character for infa-lli'bility.”
“He acted according to his lights.”
said Holmes, lifting him down from
the barrel and walking him out of the
timber yard. “If you consider how
much creosote is carted about London
in one day, it is no great wonder that
our trail should have been crossed. It
is much used now, especially for the
seasoningof wood. Poor Toby is not
to blame.” ,
“We must get on the main scent
again, I suppose.”
“Yes. And, fortunately, we have no
distance to go. Evidently what puzzled
the dog at the corner of Knight‘s
place was- that there were two differ-
ent trails running in opposite direc-
tions. We took the wrong one. It only
remains to follow the other.”
There was no diiliculty about this.
On leading Toby to the place where he i
had committed his fault, he cost about
in a wide circle, and finally dashed off
in a fresh direction.
“We must take care that he does not
now bring us to the place where the
creosote barrel came from,” I observed.
“I had thought of that. But you no-
tice that he keeps on the pavement,
whereas the barrel passed down the
roadway. No, we are on the true scent
now.”
It tended down towards the river-
side, running through Belmont place
and Prince’s street. At the end of
Broad street it ran right down to the
water’s edge, where there was a. small
wooden wharf. Tobv led us to the
very edge of this, and there stood
whining, looking out on the dark cur-
rent beyond.
“We are out of luck,” said Holmes.
“They have taken to a boat ere.”
Several small punts and skiifs were
lying about in the water and on the
edge of the wharf. We took Toby
round to each in turn, but, though he
sniffed earnestly, he made no sign.
.Close to the rude landing stage was
a. small brick house, with a. wooden
placard swung out through the second
window. ,“Mordecai Smith” was printed
across it in large letters, and. under—
neath: “Boats to hire by the. hour or
day.” A second inscription above the
door informed us that a. steam launch
was kept—a. statement which was con-
firmed by a great pile of coke upon the
jetty. Sherlock Holmes looked slowly
round, and his face assumed an ominous
expression.
“This looks bad,” said he, “Those
fellows are sharper than I expected.
They seem to have covered their tracks.
There has, I fear, been preconcerted
management here.”
He was approaching the door of the
house, when it opened, and a. little
curly-headed lad of six came running
out, followed by a stoutish, red—faced
woman with a large sponge in her hand.
“You come back and be washed,
Jack,” she shouted. “Come back, you
young imp. For if your father comes
home and finds you' like that. he’ll
let us hear of it.”
“Dear little chap!” said Holmes,
strategically. “What a. rosy-cheeked
young rascal! Now, Jack, is there any-
thing you would like?”
The youth pondered for a. moment.
“I’d like a shillin’,” said he.
“Nothing you would like better?”
“I’d like two shillin’ better,” the
prodigy answered, after some thought.
"Here you are, then! Catch—A fine
child, Mrs. Smith‘!”
“Lor’ bless you, sir, he is that, and
forward. He gets a most too much for
me to manage, ‘specially when my man
is away days at a time.”
“Away, is he?” said Holmes, in a. dis—
appointed voice. “I am sorry for that,
for I wanted to-speak to Mr. Smith.”
-“He’s been away since yesterday
mornin’, sir, and, truth to tell, I am be-
ginnin' to feel frightened about him.
But if it is about a boat, sir, maybe 1
could serve as well.” '
“I wanted to hire his steam launch.”
“Why, bless you, sir, it is in the steam
launch that he lies gone. That’s what
puzzles me; for I know there ain’t more
cpals in‘ her than would ’take her to
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about Woolwich and back. If he’d been
away in the barge I’d ha’ thought
nothin’; for many atime a job has taken
him as far as Gravesend, and then if
there was much doin’ there he might he."
stayed over. But what good is a. steam
launch without coals?”
“He might have bought some at a.
wharf down the river.” ’
“He might, sir, but it weren’t his
way. Many a. time I’ve heard him call
out at the prices they charge for a few
odd bags. Besides, I don’t like that
wooden—legged man, wi’ his ugly face
and outlandish talk. What did he
want always knockin’ about here for?”
“A wooden-legged man?” said
Holmes, with bland surprise.
“Yes, sir, a brown, monkey-faced
chap that’s called more’n once for my
old man. It was him that roused him
up yesternight. and, what’s more, my
man knew he was comin’, for he had
steam up in the launch.‘ I tell you
straight, sir, I don’t feel easy in my
mind about it.”
“But, my dear Mrs. Smith,” said
Holmes, shrugging his shoulders,
“you are frightening yourself about
nothing. How could you possibly tell
that it was the wooden-legged man
who came in the night?
understand how you can be so sure.”
"His voice, sir. I knew his voice,
which is kind 0’ thick and foggy. lle
tapped at the winder—aboutfihree it
would be. ‘Show a. leg, matey,’ says
he; ‘time to turn out guard.’ My old
man woke up Jim—that’s my eldest-
and away they went, Without so much
use word to me. I could hear the
wooden leg clackin’ on the stones.”
“And was this wooden-legged man
alone?”
“Couldn't say, I am sure, sir.
hear no one else.” _
"I am sorry, iIrs. Smith, for I wanted
a. steam launch, and I have heard good
reports of the— Let me see, what is
her name?”
“The Aurora, sir.”
“Ah! She's not that old green launch
with a yellow line, very broad in the
beam?”
“No.3,ndeed. She‘s its trim a little
thing as any on the river. She‘s been
fresh painted, black with two red
streaks." ‘
"Thanks. I hope that you will hear
soon from Mr. Smith. I am going
down the river; and if I should see
any hing of the Aurora I shall let him
know that you are uneasy. A black
funnel, you say?”
I didn’t
, “No, sir. Black with awhite band.”
“Ah, of course. It was the sides
which were black. Good morning,
Mrs. Smith. There is a. boatman here
with a Wherry, Watson. We shall take
it and cross the river.”
"The main thing; with people of that
sort,” said llolmc‘s, as we sat in the
sheets of the Wherry, "is never to let,
them think that their information can
be of the slightest importance to you.
If you do, they will instantly shut up
Bums To HIRE.
“I’M sonny, MRS. SMITH, FOR I WANTED
A STEAM LAUNCH.”
like an oyster. If you listen to them
cinder protest, as it were you are very
likely to get what you want.”
“Our course now seems pretty clear,”
said I.
“What would you do, then?”
“I would engage a launch and go
down the track of the Aurora.”
"My dear fellow, it would be a colos-
sal task. She may have touched at
any wharf on either side of the stream
between here and Greenwich. Below
the bridge there is a perfect labyrinth
of landing-places for miles. It would
take you days and days to exhaust
them, if you set about it alone.”
“Employ the police, then.”
“N o. I shall probably call. Athelney
Jones in at the last moment. He is
not a bad fellow, and I should not like
to do anything which would injure
him professionally. But I have a. fancy
for working it out myself, now that we
have gone so far.”
, “Could we advertise, then,
for information from wharfingers
"\Vorse and worse! Our man would
know that the chase was hot at their
heels, and they would be 011' out of the
country. As it is, they are likely
enough to leave, but as long as they
think they are perfectly safe they Will
be in no hurry. J oncs’ energy will be
of use to us there, for his view of the
case is sure .to’ push itself into the daily
press, and the runaways will think
that everyone is' off on the wrong
scent.”
“What ,are we to do, then?” I asked,
as we landed near Millbank peniten-
tiary"
“Take this hansom, drive home,
have some breakfast, and get an hour’s
sleep. It is quite on the cards that we
may be afoot to-night again. Stop at
the telegraph ofiice, cabby! We will
keep Toby, for he may be of use to us
yet.”
[To in: CONTINUED NEXT FRIDAY ]
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DABIEN.
The youngest son‘ (if-Edward Fair-
child has the mumps.
Mrs. George S. Bates is quite ill at
h r home on Gracie street. She is at-
tended by Dr. George Birch‘ of Stam-
ford. '
I don’t quite,
BAYABD SPEAKS AGAIN. .
A "Hands Across the Sea” Ovation at the
.Huguenot Society’s Dinner. -
LONDON, March 1.3—Embassador Bay-
ard was a guest at the Huguenot society’s
dinner in London. .Mr. Bayard made a
brief speech in which he .said that the most
eloquent phrase which ever expressed a
man’s thoughts—namely, “the mother
country”-—described the principal bond
between Americans and Englishmen, but
an American who, like himself, could
claim Huguenot descent, found a new tie,
which was scarcely less strong, binding
him to Great Britain—the tie which con~
nected those who for many generations
had cherishedtbe idea of insistence upon
their rights of individual conscience. This
time, when every tie uniting the two great
nations ought to be recognized, and, if
possible. strengthened.
Mr. Bayard’s remarks were received with
cheers. W '
Vermont G. A. R. Appointments.
RUTLAND, Vt., March 13.—Announce-
ment is made here of the following Ver-
mont appointments by Commander In
Chief Walker of the Grand Army; aids-de-
camp, with rank of colonel, H. W. Spof-
ford, George W. Kenny, E. M. Haynes and.
Joel C. Banker, all of Rutland; George
W. Hoyt, Randolph :' George T. Connor,
Barre; N. H. Hicks and W. H. H. Vicks,
Springfield.
Society of" Western Artists.
CHICAGO, March 13.—A number of
artists, representing the leading art clubs
of St. Louis. Milwaukee, Cincinnati,
Cleveland, Detroit, Indianapolis and other
cities of the midland states. met in this
city and formed an organization to be
known as the Society of Western Artists.
A constitution and bylaws were adopted.
General Electric and Westinghouse.
NEW YORK, March 13.—The directors
of the General Electric and Westinghouse
companies have been considering working
arrangements between the two companies.
It is understood that an agreement. will
be formulated providing for the regulation
of prices, the exchange of licenses and the
division of territory. .
Bendrickson and Conklin For Judges.
TRENTON, March 13.—Governor Griggs
sent to the senate today the nomination of
Charles E. Hendrickson (Dem.), ex—prose-
cutor of Burlington county, to succeed the
late Clifford Stanley Sims as lay judge of
the court of errors and appeals, and James
F. Conklin to be lay judge of Sussex coun-
ty.
Hemming Sailed Direct For South America.
LONDON, March 13.—The statement ca-
bled yesterday that Sir Augustus W. L.
Hemming. the newly appointed governor
of British Guiana, sailed for New York on
board the steamship Havel, was erroneous.
He sailed directly for South America on
board the British steamship Atrato.
O’Brien’s Extradition Granted.
LONDON. March 13. —-The extradition of
John L. O’Brien, who is wanted at New-
port, B. I.. on the charge of stealing rub-
ber goods from Goodrich’s factory, and
who says he jumped his bail on the advice
of counsel, was granted at the Bow Street
police court today.
Banquet as a. Hurdler.
LONDON, March 13.—-The international
hurdle race was run at Gatwick today.
Ten horses started over the 2% mile
course, nine hurdles.
Bevil won and the American horse Ban-
quet II, formerly owned by Mr. Dwycr,
finished second. ,
Infant Burned to Death.
BROOKLYN, March 13.—Six-months-old
Katie Gerwiner was burned to death dur-
ing a fire at 1231 Flushing avenue. Mrs.
Gerwiner went out leaving her child asleep.
When she returned the room was in flames,
and the baby died before a doctor could be
summoned.
’Iwalve Men Blown to Death.
LONDON, March 13. -—-A Brussels dis-
patch to The Daily News reports a boiler
explosion in a steel foundry near Athus,
in southern Belgium, by which 12 persons
were killed and many injured.
The Anglo-German Chinese Loan.
PEKING, March l3.—A contract has been
signed with an Anglo-German syndicate
for a new Chinese loan of £16,000,000 at
5 per cent. The loan is to be issued at 94.
The Weather.
Fair; colder; high westerly to north-
westerly winds.
FINANCIAL AND. COMMERCIAL.
Closing Quotations of the New York Stock
Exchange.
New YORK. March lz.—.Vloney on call at
333% per cent. Prime mercantile paper. 5@6
per cent. Sterling exchange dull and unchang-
ed, with actual business in baukers’ bills at
[email protected]% for demand and [email protected]%, for
60days. Posted rates. 34.87%?“33 and $4.89.
Commercial bills, 34.86%. Silver certificates,
687/6@695§. Bar silver, 68%. Mexican dollars,
55. Government bonds firm. State bonds quiet.
Railroad bonds firm.
Closing prices:
Atchison .......... 26
Bur. & Quincy. . . 78%
C., C..'C. at St. L. . 3633
Chesapeake & 0. . 16%
Chicago Gas...... 66%
Cordage........... 5%
Cotton Oil . . ...... 1691
Del. &. Hudson . ..126‘76
Distillers" Trust.. 18
Erie. ............. 15%
General Electric“ 37%
Hocking Valley. . . 16%
Lackawanna. .. . . .1617/3
Lake Shore ........ 147%
Leadm. .... ..... 86% Texas Pacific.....
Louisville & Nash 53%
Missouri Pacific.. 23%
Northwestern .. . .104
New England..... 47
N. J. Central. . ....1065é
North American.. 5%
Northern Pacific" 4
Do. pref ......... .
Omaha. ..... ....... 40%
Ontario .9: West .. 14%
Pacific .\lnil....... 26%
Reading ..... 12
Rock Island ...... 72%
Silver Bullion..... 69%.
Sugar Refining...llfi%
8%
Union Pacific...... 8,
Wabash pref...... 181/4
Western .Union... 85%
General ItIarkets.
NEW YORK. March 12.-FLOUR—State and
western quiet and steady: city mills patents.
[email protected]; winter patents, [email protected]: city mills
clears, 34.15 (114.25: winter straights. [email protected].
appointing cables and bearish crop news, ral-
lied on‘covering. but eased oflagain: May. 71%;
@71 15-16c.: July, 7l@7l}§c. .
CORN—No. z dull, but steadier on covering:
May, 36%«1363404 J uly. 37%0.
OATS—No. 2 dull and featureless: track,
white. state, 26m9c.; track. white, western
Wile.
PORK~ bull; mess, [email protected]: family. 810.-
50@11.
LARD—Quiet; prime western, steam. $5.60.
nominal. .
BUTTER—Firm: state dairy. 1-1@20c.: west-
ern creamery. 14@22c. ' ‘
CHEESE —Steady: state, large. W10Mc.;
small. 6@ch.
EGGS—Easy: state and Pennsylvania. 11%
@IIKOJ western. llc.
SUGAR—Raw quiet: fair refining. 396th:
centrifugal, 96 test. mafia: refined quiet;
crushed, 696m powdered, 5%0. ¢
TUBPENTINE—Quiet at ”@295“.
TALLOW—Quiet: city, 3 134%.: country.
315-16c. .
90c.@$l.
tie. he said, would not be forgotten at this ’
Mr. Rothschild’s-
. 4 .
N. Y. Central ..... ' 97%
St.Paul........... 77% .
WHEAT—NO. 2 red opened weak under dis-'
v 14%;}.
dam.
is
HAY—Easy; shipping. soc: good assholes. >_ ».
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