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DAY - LILIES.
the time of the splendor of lilies!
Whenoluster sweet-peas by the wall,
When flame‘ the deep-hearted nasturtlums,
When holly‘nocks muster at call. '
Then straight in their virgil whiteness,
And sweet in their luster and grace,
Uplifting their censers of beauty,
Consider the lilies, a race
That toil not nor spin not. that care not
For aught that is passing and brief,
That bloom in the hour appointed,
The hour that bindeth the sheaf.
Fair lilies that come with the harvest,
And rival the brave growing corn
In the strength of your delicate beauty,
That wait through the eve and the morn
A perfume so faint and so flitting.
May we not learn a lesson from you.
To be queenly and tranquil and tender,
As our little life weareth through? ‘
‘ -—Toledo Blade.
DEMON WHEEL.
BY LUKE SHARP.
.3 I am not sure that I ought to write
about the demon bicycle. at least until
my acquaintance, M. Rataplan, has
had time to get back to Paris and
patent hisZmarvelous invention all over
the World. Still he spoke in the most
‘open way about this miracle, and did
not seem to care who heard him, so
perhaps he has protected his different
contrivances as he went along, after
THE
. the Edison manner, for it is well known
that Thomas A. Edison cannot sleep at
nights unless he has taken out at least
sixteen new patents during the day.
I met M. Rataplan at a, mountain re-
sort five thousand feet above the sea
in the Jura range,~ the most western
part of Switzerland. I thought at first
he was a war veteran, for his breast
‘was covered with medals of all sorts,
but a closer inspection showed that
they were badges of various bicycle
clubs in all parts of the world. He
told me that he was a member of every
cycle society in the world so far as he
knew, although of course some of
them might have escaped him.
“Are you a record breaker?” I asked.
“No, Iam an inventor, although I
think I did break the record across
France.”
“And you are here resting after your
ride?” I ventured.
“Well, yes, ina measure. Actually I
had no intention of coming to Switzer-
land, but I could not rightly help my-
self. It all came about through the
greatest invention the world has ever
seen. Talk about pneumatic tires!
They’re not in it compared with my
invention.” \
“You talk English," I said, “with a
colloquial fluency somewhat unusual
in a Frenchman. Where did you learn
the language?”
“Oh, I’m not a Frenchman. My
name’s Macguire and I’m from Phila-
delphia. I came to France and changed
my name to Rataplan ‘ because I
couldn’t get a fair show in America."
“I thought the states was the best
place in the world for an inventor. "
“So it is, if you don’t start from Phil-
adelphia. You see, Philadelphia is a
slow town. New York men speak of
having their‘country residence there.
Then Philadelphia has always been an
unfortunate city' for inventors. There’s
the Keely motor man. He is enough
to Gomorrah any town. You see, I had
no capital, and the moment I invented
anything and tried to interest a man
with money in it, he made fun of the
thing as soon as he heard I was from
Philadelphia—asked me if 1 was a
'friend of Keely’s, and all that, till I
got tired of it. Then other fellows
got to hear of my inventions and pat-
ented them before me, and so I never
got a chance. When I became M. Rata-
plan, of Paris, I got rich Americans
over here to listen to me and I’ve
made m'oney. But this invention beats
them all.”
"is it a secret?"
' “You’re not an inventor, are you?”
“in a way. I’m a newspaper man. "
“Oh! that’s all right. I like news-
paper men.
ing you, for if you did write it up,
you’d get it all wrong, and nobody
would understand it.”
“Then let me hear about it.”
“Do you know anything of elec-
tricity?"
“A little. I know you will burn
your fingers 'if you don’t let go alive
Wire mighty suddenly.”
“Quite so. You have been accurately
informed. Well, you know what' a
storage battery is?”
“Yes. ‘ It is like certain kinds of in-
vestments. You put in a sum of money
and get out only part of it.”
“Exactly. That’s the ordinary stor-
age battery of commerce. You get out
only a fraction of the electricity you
put in. Ever heard of the Macguire
storage battery? No? I thought not.
It’s a small pocket battery—I won’t.
enter into particulars—but by a. certain
interior arrangement of the plates, it
actually increases the E. M. F. of the
fluid put into it.”
“And what does E. M. F. stand for?”
“Electro motor force. I see you {
don’t understand even the rudiments
of electricity. Now it struck me the E
Macquire storage battery might be ap- i
plied to a bicycle. It worked beauti— i
fully—small and compact, you know——
but it always ran out just when you
were in some part of the country
where you couldnlt get it charged
again. So I put my wits to work and
invented a little portable dynamo
which could be attached to the driving
wheel of a bicycle and which would
keep replenishing the storage battery.
I thought that the force going down
hill would run the dynamo‘ enough to
keep the battery reasonably‘full and
so transmit the force to the bicycle
when going up hill.”
“And did it work?”
“Did it work? It did work, my boy,
in a way that would have made your
mv constitution, but as soon as I have
that invention under control I’ll para-
lyze the world. I took my machine
out of Paris for a trial spin before I
had everything completed._ I live in
the southern part of Paris and so ran
down toward Fountainebleau to try
how it would go. 1 had the dynamo
in one pocket—it is very small but
powarful, as i told you-—»nml the bat:
tery in the other About twenty
It doesn’t matter my tell~ i
miles south of Paris I got off the ma-
chine with a smooth empty country
road ahead of me, and attached
dynamo and battery. But I forgot one
thing, and that was that the Macquire
storage battery increased the E. M.
F. of the electricity pumped into it.
Well, I jumped on the bicycle and ran
it down the road for a mile, or so, lis-
tening to the dynamo purring beauti-
fully; then I put my two feet on the
front rests and let her spin. She spun
to the queen’s taste. We went along
for about ten miles and I knew then
the little battery ought to be giving
out, but she didn’t give out. The ma-
chine was running faster than ever. I
reduced speed a bit with the brake
and I have no doubt at that time I
could have stopped the machine, but,
as 1 tell you, I didn’t realize the situa-
tion. As we went on and on 'I noticed
the bicycle was going faster and
faster. I became justa little scared,
for I remembered I had no way of
stopping except by the brake. I put
that on hard. but it seemed to have no -
effect on the wheel. It began to
smoke and. finally snapped off. Then
I was helpless.” _
"Couldn’t you have kicked off the
battery or the d ynamo?”
“Have you ever ridden a bicycle?”
ltYes'S)
“Well, then, you know that if you
are going down a steep hill on the
keen jump, you have all you can do to
sit there and steer the machine. That
was the way with me. I was not go-
ing down hill, but along a smooth.
level road at a greater rate of speed
than any wheel ever went down any
hill. I flashed through villages faster
than a lightning express, ringing my
bell like mad, but I’ll bet you no one
ever heard a sound till I was a mile
away. Well, it struck me all at once
just what the trouble was. The more
that the little dynamo shoved electric-
ity into that battery the more the
battery increased the E. M. F. and the
faster went the machine, and the faster
the machine went the more electricity
the dynamo produced.”
“But, my dear Macguire, don’t you
see if that happened it would be per-
petual motion?”
“That’s it. You’re not so dull after
all. That’s just the point, and there’s
where I’m going to paralyze the
world. It isn’t what this invention
will do on a mere bicycle that/S the
great thing. That is a mere trifle com-
pared with the vast possibilities of the
discovery.”
“But what did you do on the bike?”
“What did I do? There was only
one thing to do. If I kept on I would
run smack through Marseilles and go
plump into the Mediterranean. If I
ran the machine against a wall or
building I would smash myself into a
thousand pieces. I thought over the
situation for about a hundred miles
and then saw that my only chance
was to make for the Alps. I knew by
the rate we were going it wouldn’t
take long to reach there, and so
breathing a prayer that people would
keep to their own side of the road. I
turned toward the east and made for
Switzerland. I passed the Paris-Borne
express near Dijon and left her as if
she were standing still. -I tell you I
was a happy man when I saw the J ura
mountains loom up ahead of me. I saw
this hotel away up \among the clouds
and knew there must be a road up to
it, so 1 pointed for the tall mountain.
You see I couldn’t stop and inquire the
way; I was on a through express, and
had quite enough of riding for one
trip.”
“And did the mountain stop the ma-
chine?”
“Well, not perceptibly for the first
thousand feet. Iwas afraid Iwould
have to go clear over Mt. Blane. The
second thousand feet she slowed quite
noticeably; the third thousand feet
still more. The fourth thousand feet I
saw 1 car. '1 :rot off with safety, but I
was so a. vith riding I could hardly
. move. A; last. when nearing the top,
I saw the brute actually wasn’t going
, to stop. so I made an effort just at the
mired.-——Chestcrfield.
summit and threw myself backward
over the hind wheel, nearly breaking
my neck. But I got off, thank good-
ness.”
“And where is this wonderful bicycle
now?”
“Heaven only knows; the Swiss gov-
ernment doesn’t, for I’ve telegraphed»
them to find out. As I sat helpless on
the summit, I saw the machine give a
wobble or two and thought it was go-
ing to fall, but it didn’t. It got on the
down grade and went at a rate that
, seeemed to be good for another ten
thousand miles. I telegraphed all
down the road from this hotel, asking
the authorities to be on the lookout for
. it, but I’ve heard nothing from it since.
I expect it took a dash off the road at
one of the turns and is lying in the for-
est somewhere. Perhaps it has crossed
the Gemini and the Simplon and is in
Italy by this time. Next machine I
fit up you bet I’ll put on a controlling
gear.”
“I think that would be an improve-
ment.”
“Yes. Well, now you see my object
in telling you all this is to give you a
chance of making your everlasting for-
tune. I left Paris, as I told you, in a.
hurry, not expecting to take a trip to
Switzerland, and so brought no money.
If you let me have fifty or a hundred
pounds now I’ll give you a quarter
square in my invention. Remember
Westinghouse offered a half share in
his brake for five hundred dollars and
the other fool didn’t take it. He went
mad afterwards.”
“Who? Westinghouse?”
“N o; the other fellow, because of
the fortune he missed.” -
“You forget what I told you at the
beginning. ”
“What was that?”
“I’m a newspaper man, and conse-
quently have no money. But I’ll give
you a good notice.”
And here it is.—Detroit Free Press.
-——How often have I seen‘“the most
solid merit and knowledge neglected,
unwelcome, and soon rejected, while
flimsy parts, little knowledge, and lit-
tle merit, introduced, by the-graces,
have been received. cherished and ad-
GRAGKED THESAFE.
At 3:25 o'clock Monday morning the
gues‘s and employees at the Roton
Point hotel were awakened by'a loud
noise which sounded to them like
thunder. Supposing thata storm was
raging they paid no attention to the
noise and resumed their slumbers.
George W. Bradley, the bookkeeper,
did not hear the noise but he was sad-
denly awakened at 6 o’clock by an em-
ing him that the hotel had been robbed.
Quickly getting into his clothes Mr.
Bradley descended to the office. Here
he found the safe door lying on the floor,
and scatted about were innumerable
papers belonging to the Boton Point
Improvement company. In addition to
the papers there were a number n , sil-
ver half and quarter dollars lying dbout
the floor, which had been left by the
burglars. '
An examination of the safe disclosed
a hole drilled in the side in which it is
supposed a charge of dynamite was in-
serted and exploded, tearing ofl‘ the
door. To deaden the sound the safe
crackers had saturated four large horse
blankets with water and enveloped the
safe with them, but the explosion must
have been terrific and it is strange that
no one got up to see what had caused
the concussion.
Entrance had been gained through a
window leading into the office from the
porch. The glass in the lower sash had
been smashed and the catch turned
back and the window opened. A lamp
taken from one of the trees in the grove
had served to illuminate the office while
the burglars worked.
One of the cracksmen must have
severely cut his hand as blood was
found about the window and upon the
floor of the office. Outside upon the
lawn two handkerchiefs were found,
both saturated with blood indicating
that they had been used for bandages.
There was no identifying mark upon
either of them.
In departing the visitors left two five
inch drills and a jimmy upon the office
floor, but the brace Was taken away
with them.
Mr. Bradley’s examination also dis
closed that the cracksmen had decamp-
ed with $800 or over in cash, exact sum
not being known. As soon as possible
word was sent to Treasurer E. A. Wood-
wardannd Chief Vollmer at South Nor-
walk, also to Constable‘Larrigan at Ro-
wayton. The latter at once responded
and made aninvestigation and discover-
ed tracks in the sand leading from the
beach to the hotel. These had been
made since high tide and would indi-
cate that the burglars came and de-
ployee knocking on his door and inform- ,
Ported in a boat. " .
' On Sunday Henry M. Behrens found
two young men hanging about. the place.
He gave them their dinner and supper
and then ordered them away.
They did not go, however, and were
found at the Point this morning and
held by Constable Lirrigan, but as
neither had a. cut hand they were re-
leased. ’_
, At present there is no clue leading to
the burglars, and the only evidence as
to the time of their visit is the office
clock which stopped at 3;25 o’clock.
presumably from the shock of the ex-
plosion.
COMM ERCIAL AND INDUSTRIAL.
ENGLAND has developed a taste for
bananas, drawing its supply from the
Canaries and from Madeira. ,
DURING 1894 the export trade of the
United States amounted to $889,843,000,
against $847,665,194 in 1893. ,
FOB some remarkable reason not
made apparent, Portland, chief com-
mercial city of the Pine Tree State of
Maine, is buying clapboards in the
state of Washington, 3,500 miles away.
THE largest sailing ship afloat has
just been completed at Bremen. She is
called the Potosi, is a five-master, 394
feet long, 50 feet broad, with a draught
of 25 feet and a carrying capacity of
6,150 tons.
THE growing demand for small dogs
is said to have developed a new indus-
try in Paris. The pups, when a few
hours old, are said to be placed largely
on‘ an alcoholic diet, which is gradually
increased. This prevents their growth,
and .after a generation the Liliputian
animal is more easily obtained.
A NEW trans-Pacific record was made
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a year ago by two hours and fifteen
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and 4,130,440,370 cigars. The increase
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THE RELIEF CASHIER. .
- A hansom pulled up at the door of the
Westminster branch of the Londou and
Suburbs Banking company. The fare
was an elegatly-dressed man of a lit-tle
over 30, wearing his silk hat just a de-
gree or two out of the perpendicular,
and sniffing the carnation in the lapel
of his frock coat.
He entered the bank, passed'through
the private door leading behind the
counters and had taken. off his hat and
coat, while the manager of the branch
glanced at the letter he had brought.
It was an ordinary letter of introduc-~
tion from the general manager of the
company, stating that the bearer was
Arthur Gordon Durrant, whose signa-
ture would be found attached, and who
had, in accordance with advices pre-
viously forwarded, been instructed to
join the Westminster branch on tem-
porary service as relief cashier.
The manager having watched this
new member of his staff sign the book,
mechanically compared the autograph
with the firm, bold “Arthur G. Durra nt”
at the foot of the letter of introduction,
handed the newcomer his supply of cash
and retired into his own sanctum.
Arthur Gordon Durrant, who had
now been with the London and Suburbs
Banking company for some years, had
long been eagerly anticipating the time
when he should become attached to one
of the London branches, for it had been
Durrant’s fate to spend a mouth or
two at most of those branches which
were at the greatest distance from the
metropolis.
The specific hardship of this. destiny
will not be apparent until it is men-
tioned that it was in Kensington that
Miss Florence Kendal abode, and that,
therefore, Kensington was the center of
the universe, according to Durrant’s
geography.
And, _to be perhaps unwarrantably
frank about the heart affairs of a lady.
Miss Kendal had not hgard the news
of her admirer’s transference to Lon-
don without revealing a glow of pleas-
ure.
Her father had arranged to call for
Arthur at the bank and bring him home
to tea; and as the hour of their antici-
pated arrival approached, the sprightly
Florence’s trills became merrier, and
more critical became her inspections
of t-he pretty dimpled face, framed with
clusters of loose‘and wayward brown
curls, which smiled saucily at her when-
ever she passed a mirror.
But- Mr. Kendal came home alone,
and a little cloud rapidly traveled over
her face and obscured the sunshine
which 11.111 hitherto played there.
“Where’s Arthur?” she demanded,
coming frankly to the point with a. di-
rectness which made her parent avoid
her gaze.
“Well,” he replied, with marked hesi-
tation, “I don’t exactly know. He
wasn’t at. the bank when I called, and
I didn’t wait.”
Perplexity took undisputed posse..-
sion of Misleendal’s face, causing her
eyes to dilate and her little'mouth to
open and expose the regular ivory teeth
behind her coral lips.
“Why, father,” she exclaimed, “you
are strange!”
“Can you stand a piece of most un-
pleasant news, dear?” asked Mr. Ken-
dal, very gravely. ‘
“Tell me, father.”
“When I called at the bank Mr. Scot-
land, the manager, informed me that
Arthur Durant had duly afiived at the
bank in the morning, had gone out at
lunch time and had not returned. His
cash was then overhauled, and—shall I
go on, F10?”
The girl would not trust her voice.
She nodded a pained assent.
“There was found to be missing $5,000
in gold and a smaller amount in notes.
Of course, there was only one inference
to be drawn”
“Not that Arthur—~” Poor Florence
could not frame the sentence. Her
father interrupted the attempt.
“Well, my child, there can be no other
possible explanation. The young man is
new being hunted for all over the
country, and the manager told me he
had wired to the head office for instruc-
tions about‘issuing a reward.” '
Had the door opened a second later
Florence would have been in hysterics.
But her father had involuntarily called:
“Come in!” in response to the knock,
and the parlor maid tripped over to Mr.
Kendal with a card upon the salver.
Had it- been a message from a mahat-
ma, precipitated through the substan-
tial ceiling under which he sat, he could
not have been more astounded. Sudden-
ly he jumped up, and, without a word,
darted through the door.
There in the hall, looking ill and pale,
but obviously in the highest spirits his
feebleness permitted, stood Arthur Dur-
rant.
It was with a. mingling of blank
astonishment and distant constraint
that Mr. Kendal met the young man’s
cordial greeting.
But Florence, with a little scream,
ran at him, and was caught in an em-
brace which she returned with an inter-
est which Arthur willingly set off
against the father’s chilliness.
“My word! it was an adventure,
wasn’t it ?” said Arthur, reluctantly dis~
engaging himself from the fetters
around his neck.
Mr. Kendal preserved a noncommittal
silence.
“Haven’t you heard ?” pursued
Arthur, correctly divining the meaning
of this strange reception. “They’ve got
the couple, and, so far as is at present
known, they’ve recovered every farthing
of the money.”
“Begin at the commencement, Ar-
thur,” said Mr. Kendal, as soon as the
house had finished the spinning motion
which the rapid succession of startling
events had given to it in his distorted
impressions.
“It has been" done by people who have
a good ucquainta nee with banking prac-
tices,” he commenced, “as you will see
as I proceed. It will turn out to be some
former employe of one of our branches,
1 should think.
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“Well, last night-to-day’s Monday, ' ,
isn’t it? I’m not myself yet, by any .,
means. Yes, last night, before I had
been in my lodgings an hour—I had are
rived at Euston at 7:35—1 received a,
note brought by hand, stating that Cecil
Horsham, whose name'I knew as that of
one of our directors, would like to see
me immediately on urgent business ad-
mitting of no delay, if I would favor him
by forgetting for the moment that it
was Sunday evening. , L
“No. 18 Grantham square was the ad-
dress at the head of the note, and Itook
a cab there immediately. Of course, be-
ing unaware of the exact nature of the
business, I thought I would let Mr.
Horsham see, at all events, that I was
not without -intelligence, and I there-
fore took my bank papers, not dreaming
that it could be anything outside of
bank affairs. _
“You know what fine houses they are
in Grantham square? Well, 18 was a
handsome place, and I have rarely seen."
a grander room than that into which.
I was shown. The pictures were—”
“Yes; leave out the description for
the present, Arthur, dear, and you can.
tell us that afterward.”
“Well, it was a place Which would:
have impressed anyone, and that’s hovw
it affected me. I had just had time to
take in my surroundings when a lady,
young-middle-aged, of very stately,
bearing, richly dressed, came in. Her.
husband, Mr. Horsham, would not be:
long. Hehad taken a cab to the resi-
dence of one of the other directors.
There was something of vital impor-
tance pending, and she hoped I would be
worthy of the trust Mr. Horsham had'
decided to place in me.
“In her grand and yet very pleasing
manner she invited me to take a glass
of wine while waiting for Mr. Horsham,.-
and she so took it for granted that I
would accept. her hospitality I did not
dream of declining. I drank a glass of.
claret.
.“It was drugged. I must have been
overcome by it in a few moments, for.
I recollect nothing more at this time.”
“Oh, how terrible!” ejaculated Flor-
ence, in the deepest concern.
“Yes; it’s getting quite melodramat-
ic,” was Mr. Kendal’s comment.
“Don’t mind father’s interruptions,
Arthur. Goon.”
“My first sensation on coming round
was a. most awful racking pain. in the
head, a feeling such as that left by too
much whisky over night—according to
all the descriptions I have heard,” added
Arthur, hastily. _
“I involuntarily groaned and was
about to turn over on my side, when
either a. sponge or a handkerchief, sat—
urated, I presume, with chloroform,
was clasped over my mouth and nose;
I had neither the wit nor the energy'to
resist, and again I lost consciousness.
“The next time I came. round there
was, fortunately, nobody in the room,
and I had time to regain my presence
of mind partially before a man and a.
woman reentered. I simply pretended
to be still under the power of the SOPO‘gk...
rific. The. woman—I recognized the
tones of the pseudo Mrs. Horsham—
suggested that I ought to have a little
more chloroform in case I awoke, but
the man replied to her that they didn’t
want to corpse me, and that chloroform
was too dangerous to use any more
than necessary, as it was sometimes
fatal even when administered by skilled
doctors.
“However, he was kind enough to
add that, when he was gone, the woman
was to be sure and send me off again
the moment I showed signs of wake-
fulness.
“Gradually their scraps of conversa-
tion revealed to me the nature of the
plot, which, I suppose, has been pretty
clear to you all along, with your brains
free from narcotic control.
“It was about three hours after the
man’s departure, I should imagine that
the woman left, after bending over me
and deceiving herself that I was still
unconscious.
“Reflection showed me that, as ulti-
mately proved to be the case, these two
people had taken these grand apart-
ments and paid a handsome sum in ad-
vance, merely with the object of obtain—
ing a place to which to decoy me.
“I rang the bell, got the people of the
house to wire to Seotland yard and,
then, apparently, relapsed into stupid-
ity, for I remember a doctor attend-
ing me before I could make myself intel-
ligible to the police inspector.
“I was able to tell him, thanks to the
scraps of conversation I had overheard,
that Newhaven, for Dieppe, was the des-
tination of the thieves; - and, sure
enough, the local police, actirj- upon
instructions, telegraphed to t-h; .3, met
the couple as they detrained and bagged
them effectually.”
Florence was still looking puzzled,
and. Arthur had to supply a few more
details.
“Don’t you see that while they had
me there hors du combat in Grantham
square the man, armed with my letter
of introduction, marched down to the
bank and calmly impersonatcd me?
That he could easily do, because there
isn’t a soul there who had ever seen me.
Of course they know the explanation of
it all at the bank by now?” ’
“No,” replied Mr. Kendal; “the local
inspector who saw the manager doubt-
less did not known himself at that time,
and Mr. Scotland is applying for au-
thority to offer a reward for. Arthur
Gordon Durrant. But I see- he is cap-
tured. Flo seems to have him pretty
securely, and for a. young man with
a price upon his head he Seems to be
fairly happy.”—Sketch.
—Welcome to the parents the puny
struggler, strong in his weakness, his
little arms more irresistible than the
soldier‘s, his lips touched with per-
suasion which Chatham and Pericles
in manhood had not. His unaffected,
lamentations when he lifts up his voice.
on high, or, more beautiful, the sobbing
child, the face all liquid grief, as he
tries to swallow his vexation, soften all
hearts to pity and to mirt-hful and:
clamorous compassion—Emerson.
—Dupont’s is the highest place in
Delaware, “0 feet above the sea level.
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