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In Peace and War Or, The End of It 411 CHAPTER IX. By three o'clock in the morning Theo Trist was on deck again. The sun was already high up in the heavens; the morning air was fresh and invigorating. Captain Barrow now did' a strange thing. He took all sail off the Hermione and allowed her to drift or I'fi'D rising tide toward Gudvangen. Thorn was noticeable about the movements of the men a singular desire to avoid any noise whatsoever. Trist and the Captain moved about among them, here and there, helping noiselessly. The Captain gave his orders in a lowered voice. The carpenter was at his post forward by the cathead, but be awaited the order to let go the anchor in vain. All this was the result of instructions- imparted by Trist to Captain Barrow. "put me ashore," ho had said, "before ; • i let go tho anchor. Tho ladies as t not be awakened o account. Let the men make i tlo noise »s they can In lowering the boat and taking in sail." The boat was low.;r-ad noiselessly, and into it were thrown Wis young fellow's portmanteau, creel arid rods. Then Trist shook hands with the crew, the steward, and finally with Captain Barrow himself. At this moment Brenda appeared on deck. She was still dres'sed in black, which sombre attire suited her dainty Style of face and form to perfection. I)u reste, she looked as bright and fresh as Aurora. Captain Barrow glanced beneath his shaggy eyebrows at Trist, and saw on his face -- nothing; absolutely nothing. The man was simply impenetrable. Brenda came toward them with a •mile. She leant over the rail, for Trist was now in the boat, and held out her small hand steadily. "Good-bye, Theo." "Good-bye . . . Brenda." And with his own hands he shoved off. So the Hermione never dropped anchor at Gudvangen. Before the boat reached the pier there was a man waiting for her. Brenda, standing on the deck of the Hermione, saw Trist shake hands the boat's crew and climb on 1 wooden pier. Then he turned, evidently directed the men to i to the yacht. The wind was fair, so Captain Barrow as the boat came alongside; and before the sails were fairly filled, Brenda saw Trist mount his cariole and drive away at narrow, darksome gorge of the Nero-dal. To her ears came the sound of his horse's feet upon the hard road, and she turned away with dull anguish in her eyes. On tho evening of the third day Theo Trist was seated in a train that - glided smoothly into King's Cross Station. It was five o'clock, and in three hours the war correspondent intended to leave London again. Whatever speed may be attained by our fastest express the hfumian brain ean outvie. In late Tuly London is supposed to be empty, but as Trist drove through the narrow thoroughfares down toward Oxford street, the pavement was crowded. Oxford street was gay, dusty, noisy. Seven Dials, in those days, innocent of model lodging houses, reeked of fever. Through all these the war correspondent drove indifferently; but when the cab rattled down Welling- Strand he recognizing very personal," p gentle severity. "No," added "nothing of that i Trist with i personal friend of "When can you go?' editor. "Eight-twenty from Charing Cross," was the reply, given in Trist's most soothing way. He leant back in his deep chair, and passed his hand round his cleanshaven chin in a thoughtful, almost indolent, manner. Then be waited for his companion to continue the conversation. "It was rather a ristky thing waiting for you; but I heard from Lloyd's this morning that your boat arrived at Hull in time for you to be here by five-thirty. If that boat had been late, my boy, I should nave sent another man." Again Trist smiled. "I very nearly did not come all." This remark appeared to have ther a peculiar effect upon the tor. He received it with unsympathetic gravity, and, resting his heavy arms upon his desk, he leant forward. While playing with a cil in an easy, thoughtful way, fixed his eyes upon Trist's face a kindly scrutiny. Before speaking the editor shook his massive head incredulously. "My impression of you, Trist, is that you are a man who never 'very does anything. While actually reading my telegram you ^nade up your mind whether you wen ing or not, and after that no power on earth would have altered your pays (especially with ladies) to pear vacillating, and desirous ng the deciding vote in someone else's hands. No doubt you prac-this amiable fraud at times. I sorry, but I don't believe that you 'very nearly' did not come, seeing that you are here." Trist laughed without denying this insinuation. "And now," the editor said, "Let us get to business*. You must ieave in two hours. Now about terms. Are they to be the same as for the Franco-Prussian?" "No!" answered Trist. "Ah!" "Your terms Franco-Prussiar rrespcmclent. Trist thought deeply for a "Ye-es," fort to remember urmured, in ho makes an ome small social The editor opened again the small leather-bound book wherein he had noted the address of the nice ole gentleman living in the West Country. He passed his pen over th< page and waited silently. "Miss Brenda Gilholme," Trist dictated slowly, in order that his hearer might write, "care of Mrs. ffi lie, Suffolk Mansions, W., or Wyi Hall, Wyvenwich." These items having been duly h scribed, the journalist closed ti book methodically and locked i away in a drawer. "And how," he inquired, shall break it to . . . Miss Brenda Gi holme?' "Oh - >uble 1 be > *orly." but r. cab drew up before house, labelled by tive brass plate or waited. A minute later inst entered a small room at the back of the building. A gray-haired man of square build with an enormous head rose to greet him. "At last!" said this man. "If you remember, Trist, I did not want you to go so for away while this Eastern Question was unsettled." "I remember perfectly," said Trist almost inaudibly, as he laid aside his hat and looked uyp toward a clock suspended on the wall, with the air of a man knowing his surroundings well. "And still yew went--you ruffian!" said the other, courteously, indicating a chair and reseating himself. Trist smiled sweetly and said nothing. "I suppose," continued tho large-headed man, jovially, "that there was a distinct and irresistible at- "There was!" said Trist, with impenetrable gravity. "And how did you leave that jolly old boy, the Admiral?" "Dead!" "Ah! Dead?" The editor leant forward and pressed a small white button at the side of his desk. Simultaneously the door opened, and a man in livery stood silently waiting. "Send Mr. Deacon!" "Dead, is he?" continued the editor, in a different tone. "I am sorry to hear that. It must have been sudden. Just give me a few details." While speaking he had taken a pencil and paper. Trist told him in a few words what had taken place in the Heirndalfjord, and as he spoke the editor wrote. A minute later Mr. Deacon, a small man, who looked .'incapable of taking the initiative in anything whatsoever, appeared. •'-Sudden death of Admiral Wylie," Said the editor in a monotone, as he held out the pwper toward ilr. Deacon, without looking, however, in his direction. "Short paragraph -- look: up detaMs fl career." "Nothing asnsvrtiossai and nothing i young man then, and a beginner. You did me a great kindness, and I am not going to repay it by such a mean ruse as working below the market price. I am worth more now, and I expect more. It is only natural that my health will give in some day, or my reputation my die, in either of which cases I shall have little to live upon. During this war and the disturbances of some description which 11 undoubtedly follow, I mean to make money." The great man laughed aloud. "Capital!" he exclaimed -- "capi-il! What a head for business! My dear Trist, you are worth four times is much money as we gave you in 70, and I am authorized to offer you that sum." T tttiink that is too much." Rot at all. It. is merely a business-like speculation. You risk your life, and we pay you. Your life home, recognized | goes up in market value; we pay you The ' more. Do you accept? „. -tone I . i single diminu- | 'That is ri the door - and j nwnt ready i beat round the bush. There will be no hysterics." As be spoke, he rose and looked significantly at his watch. "But," he added, after a i men't's pause, "if Mrs. Wylie is town, you might, perhaps, go up Suffolk Mansions yourself. The little attention would be kindly token." "I will," answered the editor heartily. He rose also, and took his hat from the peg behind the door. "But we will, of course, take it for granted that the necessity will nover arise. I don't like to feel as if I were sending a fellow where I would not go myself . . . and paying him for it." "No," said Trist in his gently confident way. "The I must be going." He held out his great journalist wavi "I am going," he ing Cross with you. t fear that! hand, but the aid, "to Char-Unless you ob- be iry glad," was the reply, delivered as a of mechanical polite- 3 else going to see you oft-?" inquired 1 "No one." "Then 1 will go with you." So these two men passed o tho huge building together. power FOR PORK PRODUCERS. A well known pig breeder recommends cut clover and claims the following an ideal ration for growing pigs : Use fifty pounds cut clover hay, ten pounds fine middlings forty pounds corn meal. It must be wet enough to make the meal stick to the cut clover. Many breeders weaken their stock by breeding too young animals, authority-parents a stock. The most ntil they c >rld. Eat stood i the of through they could not fail to attract soi attention, and yet they walked on sublime unconsciousness. Where is your luggage?" inquired editor suddenly, as they walked along. From his manner it would appear that he feared that Trist had fur-gotten this necessary item. Undei circumstances he would nr. doubt have done so himself. waiting for me at the s'ta-3.s the reply; "I went to my - di-.n thej^ -cNo; I,a.m not) taking muc*. - The journalist seemed suddenly to return' to practical things. But," he inquired, "I suppose prepared to stay some time sign. The editor was busy collecting rious papers that lay in apparent disorder on his desk -- telegrams, foreign and English; "flimsies" froi the news agencies and Lloyd'f printed matter and manuscript. "The warlike public cannot d without you, my boy." "It is wonderful," murmured Trist ambiguoi t whe: ever, going 3 try. I am not, 1 to do without something rill go afong to the club row. You will be here ne back?" be here until two in t returned the journalist. CHAPTER X. An hour later, Theo Trist was again seated in the editor's room. The large-headed man himself was also present at the desk, amidst a chaos of newspaper cuttings and manuscripts. "And now, Trist," he was saying in his terse, business-like way, "snippose anything should be wrong. If you are killed, who shall I tell, and bow shall I tell it?" "There is," he answered, "an old gentleman called Trist living at No. 4, The Terrace, Cheltenham. Will you take down the address? He is a very nice old gentleman, and ex- imely courteous to ladies. He is my father, and the news of my untimely demise would cause him considerable annoyanco. You see, he 'ould not be able to get his usual rubber in the evening for a few "No. 4, The Terrace, Cheltenham," interrupted the journalist somewhat abruptly! "How shall I tell him if "Begret to announce death of Theodore Trist, your son -- or something of that description. Don't exceed the shilling's worth." The editor passed his strong white hand thoughtfully across his chin necessary?" As long as I am needed," replied the war correspondent very deliberately. - There was no ring of doubt or hesitation in his voice. "You are an ideal special," said the other. "It is best to be consistent even in trifles," observed Trist, and the editor made no reply. It was Monday night, and the mails were light, but there were a great many passengers. Mostly pleasure seekers, these travelers, hurrying away from London into clearer atmospheres, and across to lands where the art of enjoyint is better understood. Trist soon saw his luggage the hands of the guard. The ticket was taken, and more than one fussy tourist at the booking-office window turned to look again at the quiet, unobtrusive man whose destination was so far afield as Bucharest. After Trist had secured his seat and lighted his cigar, there was still five minutes to spare. The two men walked backward and forward, smoking placidly, and observing the excited manoeuvres of the British tourist with a slight cynicism. "I do not," said the editor, "s "Nor I," replied Trist; "and am not sorry. Traveling with <a ual acquaintances is not an unmixed pleasure. Besides, I want to read all the way to Vienna. My ignorance regarding ?he political intricacies of Montenegro, Servia, and Bulgaria is positively appalling." "What a practical beast you are, Trist!" some things. And even in is merely a matter of exer-mumon-sense as against pop-tinient." iitor raised his thoughtful and looked round him. last gi-eetings in the very latches of conversation --- promises, most of them, and certain of fulfillment, to write and think of those left behind or going afield; half-shed tears, heaving bosoms, wan smiles, and convulsively crushed handkerchiefs. 'This sort of thing?" inquired the journalist, with a comsprehensi' It is claimed that pigs from ma-are larger and better st careful breeders do ! to bear too young, thirteen or fourteen There is no question but that many strains of swine have weakened by incorrect methods breeding. Prof. J. H. Grisdale ves in breeding pigs urHler ns favorable to health strength. Even if the space small, it must be well ventilated and well lighted and kept clean. Under these conditions large pens are not required. He thinks that barley i» food to produce firm bacon. He also recommends oats, skimmilk and whey. A prominent Western In-speaker advises fall pigs, . requires less labor to duce the food. "If you want pigs that will take most of the food where it is grown, take fall pigs ; f you want to raise pigs that will le ready for market when it is at ts best, take, fall pigs ; if you want pigs that ■ are easy to raise, take fall pigs. WATER SUPPLY. One of the great needs upon most f our farms is a reliable supply of ater, and purer water than is now obtainable, at all seasons. When the farmer has to drive his stock a half rore twice a day that ha may satisfy their thirst, or when he must harness up the team to bring home water in barrels from the pond for family use, it is an expense that means a loss to him for the season. When his crops fail because of a drought especially if it happens to crops upon which he has expended much money and labor, there is another loss. When his family must drink the water from the wells into which surface water runs, laden not only with filth, but perhaps with germs of typhoid fever or other diseases, it may mean a loss of a year's profits. Yet all these were within the experience of farmers last year, and i summer can often be given by growing some cultivated crop like vegetables or corn, in the orchard. Uncultivated crops like grass or small grain dry the ground early in the summer and injure young trees very, seriously in that state. Cultivation continued may cause growth to cc late and is often resp< winter-killing of tender t crops sown in mid-trees to ripen their wood early, in preparation for winter, and do not a like grain crops grown in e Late groi by leaving the WEIGHT'S GREAT PALACE SOME VAGARIES OF THE GREAT PROMOTER. His Mansion Cost More Than a Million and a Quarter of Dollars. Mr. Whitaker Wright, the great company promoter, now under arrest in New York for embezzlement, is one of those rien at whom a passer-by instinctively looks twice. He has a personality which i -und bare, may increase the tend- | monl ca,led •■maiMtic v toward root killimr in seven <_____ ency toward root killing in winters, while cornstalks, cover-crops, etc., protect tree roots against severe freezing. Late growing cover-crops or any method of culture that leaves the ground very dry in fall will increase the danger of root injury. KILLING POISON IVY. If in early spring as soon as the young leaves of tho ivy have fatrly expanded, and before they have commenced to perfect sap, the plants are cut down close to or just under the ground with a sharp hoe they will be nearly or quite killed. Poison ivy, however, is ver/ tenacious of life and the little supply of sap left in the roots will bo employed in forcing up a weak crop of shoots, but if theso are immediately cut off, and any other which may follow later in the season, the plant will almost surely 'be, completely eradicated. But should a few weak stem3 appear the next spring'. cut them off as soon as the leaves have expanded and that will end it. Choose a dry day for the work, be careful not to come into direct contact with the plant ; if a breeze is blowing keep to the windward, while doing the cutting. By observing these precautions one who is not may safely do the work. With DESTROY WEEDS. The gray eyes, Cr>espher Tears nth >und. e else?" he asked of his cigi {es; cultivated sorrow, rfully forced and brought aj'tificiol fertilization or cheap sentiment. With some people, more especially among women, sorrow is othing else than a 'culte' -- almost. religion. They look upon it as heir bounden duty to spin out to he utmost limit of agony their fare-ells and their wearisome troubles. .11 these people would be better employed in reading the evening paper at home. They only get in the ay of the porters, and puzzle the ticket collectors at the barrier." The editor laughed in a tolerant way. He was a much older man than Tri ' they might have been avoided by and forethought at expense ~S£f less than the loss that obtained ? ofe adage building- rec_____ satisfy tho wants of all the shelters. This may not be strictly true while more than one them, but this is custom on farms. A good cistern near each building, pipes kept clean, should give enough water to supply the farm stock. ORCHARD CULTURE. The Nebraska experiment station has just issued a bulletin entitled "Experiments in Orchard Culture." It gives the results of tests conducted during the past two years, showing the effects of various methods of culture on the growth and winter killing of young orchard trees. It was found that careful cultivation during the spring and early summer conserves soil moisture and produces a thrifty growth of young trees. Good cultivation in early "Th ; result, perhaps, of cheap port it home. The poor people are re in the higher walks of senti- The journalist laughed in a somewhat perfunctory way. "I suppose," he said. after a pause, "that you would, if you were a railway director, advocate closing the gates of the platform to all tearful relations?" "Certainly. Seeing people off is have been instituted." "Perhaps, tre'n ... I had better s Trist's turn to laugh, at all," he said, flipping the his cigar with a backward the hand -- "not at all. I cipato that y The easiest and best way to d:--troy all kinds of woods is when they .re just beginning to appear above ground, as even a slight stirring ,' soil will then seriously cripple them in growth or destroy them. If weeds are permitted to grow, however, they make excellent green 3rial for ploughing under, but while they may nearly reach maturity before being thus utilized, be permitted to produce seed. weeds are allowed to scatter seeds it will but a few years before the farm will be entirely clear of them. It will pay the farmer, however, to keep weeds down by stirring the top soil when the weeds are young. iveling v the when the t win- handkerchief, yo PLOWING CLOVER. When clover is to be plowed under as a green manure it is best to wait until tho «plants ,are in full bloom, and then turn completely under. At this stage the plant contains the largest amount of plant food. Care should always be taken to turn under as completely as possible so as to have the plants fully decay. This is the best plan when wheat is follow clover. Many farmers pre-r to allow the clover to fall dowi id lie upon the ground, covering' id protecting it during the fall anc" rly winter and plowing undei early in the spring. LIME IN WOOD ASHES. When wood ashes are applied lime 3 unnecessary, as every 100 pounds f wood ashes contain about 40 pounds of lime. Ashes very greatly, they aro produced from different rces, easily absorb moisture, and ir composition cannot be determined without careful examina-n. The most valuable ingredient ashes is potash, the proportio being about six pounds to ever 100 of wood ashes. Ashes also coi about two per cent, of phoi phoric acid and about three ps of magnesia. Coal ashes ai but little value. Wood ashc-give excellent results on all kind of crops, especially grass. nches little short c dupois approaching 252 pounds, ha is a massive mar, an impressive man, says the Lord on Mail. Yet there is nothing assertive in his" appearance. He abhors that glitter of diamond ring and gleam of golden watch chain whereby the self-made man is apt to advertise his worldly success. Mr. Whitaker Wright dresses quietly in black, and is unadorned by a speck of jewellery. The only thing in his composition next to his bulkine.s-s which imp.i ejiyea the coaual beholder is his American a;cent One finis it difficult to reconcile that nasal twang with his appearance, until one remembers that he spent a great deal of Ma-life in America, and that he malt ried a charming American lady. HIS YACHTING CAREER. Unassuming in dres* and manner though he is, Mr. Whitaker Wright has proclaimed himself a millionaire in more substantial ways. His racing yacht, which was the craft of Its season three years ago, beat the German Emperor's Meteor four races in succession; he purchased a steam yacht, one of the trimmest and daintiest that ever entered tho Mediterranean -- in short, he has had most things a man could wiuh for. But the glory and pride of Mr. Whitaker Wright has for long been the beautiful house Lea Park, near Codalming, Surrey. Lea Park almost touches the unattainable, even for a millionaire. It is an Aladdin's palace -- a palace that ig estimated to have cott something like §1,250,000. HAD GRANDIOSE IDEAS. When Mr. Wright acquired the estate some years ago. he gave his architects and contractors orders to employ 500 workman at one time, Vhev and °"terfcd "P<>-' • chen» of building and beantiflMMM which would have required 12 years to complete. A favorite pastime of his was to take long walks on the estate and select positions for artificial lakes, hand-made hills, imitation chasms, and realistic grottoes. With a wave of the hand he ordered the removal of an existing lake. With a nod of the head he brought about the dis-.ppearance of a hill which he deem- ed ; i the i " We that hill there," in effect, and a miniature mountain nprang up in a more approved pos-Mr. Wright, was sedulous ' >rk of t niiig t FARTHEST SOUTH. It appears that the point reached tl.e antarctic circle by Captain cott of the exploring steamer Dis->very, which left England in 1901, as 2 degrees farther south than as at first announced. In his final sledge journey he pushed forward latitude 82 degrees 17 minutes, wl about 460 geographical mi He dispensed and constructed two. PLAN TO KEEP COOL. Under the surface of tho largci built a kind of conservatory wit: roof of glass, so that in summei and his guests could bosk under the lake and keep cool. There is an air of rc this lake. Entering one of tho boats, a visitor is rowed through a chasm, and eventually arrives in a fairy-like cavern. Steps hewn out of the living rock lead to.hidden galleries, whose wealth of Oriental decoration and rare statuary burst upon the view with pleasurable yur- PMr. Whitaker Wright has a predi-Hction for marble fountains. Lea Park is studded with them. One represents a gigantic dolphin. It is irve'd out of a single block of raar-e, and weighs over 30 tons. No _ _.ilway could carry such a massive piece of sculpture, and it was haul-■ to the estate by traction engines. FROM AN ITALIAN PALACE. Another beautiful fountain wes found by Mr. Wright in an ancient Italian palace. He made a bid for which was accepted, and he had fountain removed piecemeal to yacht. He also brought back i him several Italian sculptors to fix the fountain up at Lea Park 3 for the i the hot kn .-. i the mth i It s have loi "There ' he s third-class carriages than here.." The older clock, of which the pointers mc dicated the hour of starting. "No," he answered abstractedly, I do not recognize, in your pleasing picture a portrait of myself Tome! it is time to get in." passed between them. Trist stepped into the car-iage an'd closed the door after him. At the same moment the guard signaled, and the heavy train moved " ly away into the darkness. All within the great arched roof was light and life; beyond lay darkness and silence. A turn in the way could be easily followed by watching the glowing red light in the rear of and this presently dis&p- Then the journalist turned on his heels and walked down the plat- "That man," he murmured to himself in his absorbed way, "is in Thus, without drum or trumpet, Theodore Trist left England, and set forth to meet the horrors of a campaign of which the record will in future, history be a red and sanguinary blot upon the good name of a nd the t so-called civilized Continen £To Be Continued). the pole, less " r. 240 geographical miles, remaining to be crossed in the arctic circle. Captain Scott has unquestionably shown that Victoria Land stretches much farther south than had hitherto been demonstrated, but it remains uncertain whether the land extends to the south pole. It is said that a rich collection of marine fauna, including many new species, has been made by the scientists attached to the expedition, and we may take for granted that due attention has been paid to seismographic records, and to magnetic and pendulu the < victualled toward thi ary by the relieving steamer Morning, they will be enabled to live with an approach to comfort during the next six months, which are, of course, the winter months in the southern hemisphere, after which they can resume their southward journey, and may possibly succeed in reaching tho antarctic pole.--Harper's Weekly. Mrs. Younghusband-- "My j and I quarrelled before we married." Mrs. Brown -- what ?" Mrs. Younghus'iar didn't believe we should quan vere married, atd I lid." auctioneer's catalogue c justice. A strikir.g feature the observatory fitted up with tho est instruments. Mr. Wright is ,„.nething of an amateur astronomer. There is also a charming little theatre, the decorations of which cost $75,000. The drop curtain represents an expenditure of $9,500. Stables were built to accommodate 50 horses. The fittings are of polished gummetal, and cost about $17,500. A row of oak settees is arranged behind the stalls for the convenience of visitors who wish to sit and wonder. AVERTING DISASTER. Young Husband--"Do you happen to know who it is 1" "You must forgive me, dear, but that cough of yours has worried me so of late, and you take such poor care of your health, and--and, oh ! if I were to lose you, my darling'--" Young Husband--"There, there, dear. Your fondness for me has inspired foolish and unnecessary fears. * I'm all right ; you mustn't be alarmed. But I'll see the doctor, of jatisfy you. Is it Dr. Pellet ? lOt £ it's eat Western has 2,601 miles y, that is, 700 miles more ether British line owns md the North British qoxom