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Then out of the mass of motionless figures there emerged at different points three young Indians, tall and magnificently formed. Beneelh the clear, dark skin, which had been oiled and rubbed until it glistened like bur- nished copper and stretched like rub- ber, one could see the play of the powerful muscles. Pembroke leaned over to Eviston. "Gad!" he said excitedly. “Look at the tallest chap. Look at those muscles over the shoulders and in the back. If he had been a.Trinity College man last year, I rather think we'd have won." "Hes my favorite," put in Cerf- ington: “‘1’” back him to see the dance through. I’ve seen him before; his name is White Eagle, and hes a fine Indian." MA AWAJL “They all look game," remarde Stirling; "they must be the pick of the tribe. The one with the red brow- band looks wicked. though. I rather hope the torture will be a. little too much for him." The three Indians were moving noiselessly around the ring, keeping perfect time with one another as they raised and lowered the foot with a. double blow on the ground, showing their intense excitement only by their flashing eyes and the quick. nervous movement of their limbs. Six medi- cine-men arose slowly. two approaching each of the three Indians. They stood for a moment muttering some incan- tation, and then motioned the young Indians to lie down on the ground. They then stationed themselves on the right and the left: of each, and began gently to rub the heaving chests. It was like the even, practised work of a good masseur. only there was no varying of the stroke or position. The spot on each breast that they kneaded and rubbed could not be larger than a silver dollar. As they worked, the Indian with the tomâ€"tom began to beat again, but very "softly, and there ran a subdued. sympathetic murmur through the crowd. From out on the prairie one could hear now and then the short, fierce whinny of a bronco. and the sun beat down on the pine boughs more hotly than ever, and they gave forth a. faint, refreshing odor. _ Captain Eviston turned unéasily t0 the women. _ "You’ll be awfully sorry you came [11 about a. minute," he remarked. "Perhaps you had better not lookâ€"3' by the shoulders and helped him to his feet. As the young Indians Itood upright, facing the excited. restless throng, they gave one trium- ‘phant. scornful look about, and then moved forward until each had taken up a position beneath; a cross-beam. 1nd about equally distant from one mother. So far they did not seem to be at all affected. by the torture. exâ€" nept that the pupils of their eyes had uontracted to pin~points, and there was a peculiar rigidity about their limbs. They were the picture of proud unâ€" aoncern while the lariats were being thrown over the cross-beams and fastened there. and they put the shrill little whistles. which they were to blow while they danced, to their mouths with as much indifference as though they had been cigarettes. “'hen all was ready. and the medicine-men had stepped back. suddenly the tom- to'ms burst out with a terrific rattle; the young Indians began to dance back and forth at the ends of their lariats, with long. sweeping lunges, as though they would quickly tear the sinews from their breasts: the whistles shrieked, the masses of Indians broke into a wild shouting, and the medi- cineâ€"men. lifting up their hands, prayed aloud to the Great: Manito. A sort of frenzy seemed to communicate its- self to every Indian in the lodge. Their faces turned ashy. and. their muscles quivered as if they were undergoing some intense physical strain. The restless heels beat the ground in double throbs that shotik the whole tepee. The swarthy faces, which an hour before had been only vacanlly goodâ€"natured or sullen or stocial. were now full of passion and wildness. An Indian beside Miss Page sprang into the air as though some devil within him had broken loose. The young girl shrank back faintly toward Pemr broke. who was slightly behind her. The men had put the women in the center, and was trying to protect them from the crowd of Indians pressing in on all sides; but it was quite impos- sible to make them keep back or appeal to them in any way. “This is awful; it must be worse than a prize-fight," the young girl said, with an unsteady little smile at the Englishman. Pembroke smiled back sympatheti- cally and looked over at his sisters anxiously. Being English girls. they were taking things calmly. though there was a hot spot of red in each cheek. and their blue eyes looked al- most black from th‘e intensity of their excitement. He might as well have spoken to stone walls. .The eyes of the girls were fastened on the prostrate Indians is though held there) by a. magnet. and their breath came in quick. un- even gasps. They did not even hear him. So he turned again ‘to look, and Is he did so ’he saw the medicine men draw from their bags sharp little knives like scalpels, and make two arallel incisions in eachI benumbed reast. Not a drop of blood issued from the wounds, and the sinews thus laid bare were drawn“ out carefully 1nd skilfully. and short pieces of wood passed beneath them, to each and of which a lariat was tied. The medicineâ€"men then took each Indian Suddenly the Indian "candidate" nearest them dropped his whistle, and uiLh a low groan fell forward on his face in a dead faint. His attendant m9- dioiele-men sprang forward, released JAQK the lariata, and pulling the thongs from £113 sinews, spit upon his chest, rubbing the wounds, and murmuring incantations over him, After along time he slowly opened his eyes. When [ul] consciiousness returned to him and he realized that he had failed in the or- mu. vvwmm-uVu ~~v ~-â€"â€"â€"â€"-. v Throughout this episode the tom- toms and shoutings had not ceased for a moment, nor had the other two dancâ€" ers stopped an instant in their frantic attempts to break their sinews and so be proclaimed “braves.” They leaped and swung from side to side. keeping time with the beat of the drum. while the musicians sang "The Song of the Brave:" I sing, I sing under the center of the sky, Under Lhe center of the sky; Under the center of the sky I sing. Under the center of the sky; The birds of the brave take flight around the sky. A flight around the sky; The birds of the brave Lake a flight, take a flight, The birds of the brave take a flight. First one set of musicians would sing.‘l and. then another set. would take up: the words, like the antiphonal chorus} at a caLhedral choir, while the two danwrs swung staggeringly around the open space, now forward as if walking uphill, now Sinking and slipping bach- ward as the earth reeled under their trembling limbs. ’lhe sweat was run- nlng down their rigid bodies like rain. and their sincws were pulling far outl from the paniing chests and snappingi back again in a horrible way, as the agony m_ade them give to the lariats.‘ sts Kenwood covered her face wuh her handkerchief and began to cry Softly. Jihe men moved rcsllessly and cast anxious glances at one another and the women. Stirling put an arm around his wife. “1 suppose it’s impossible to get out of this,” he ventured. Captain Evision shook his head. “Quite impossible,” he returned grimly. He had hardly spoken when, with a cry 01’ mingled fear and rage, the evil-looking Indian with the red brow- b-and bounded forward from the other side of the opening and held up the broken ends of his lariztt. ’l‘he rope had partedâ€"the worst medicine that could happen to an lndian. ’l‘he medicineâ€"men, terror-stricken sank to their knees but the young brave stood up defiantly, although he reeled from faintness. Staggering across the open space with his broken lariat dragging, after him, he paused on the edge of the circle, just below the little party of whites, and turning his back to them, he began to hurungue the Inâ€" dians. He looked like some devil as he stood there, his Wicked face bedaub- ed with paint and showing ghastly, even under the red, Wth agony and wild rage, his bloodshot eyes rolling from side to side, his breast crimson with the blood that now flowed freely from the lacerated flesh, and the quivering nostrils and upper lip tellingv even better than his words the wrath that alone was keeping his trembling limbs from sinking under him. His voice, in spite of his faintness, was strong enough to make itself heardl above the din by those nearest him. I "1 Yellow Wolf, am brave and fear-l less," he shouted; "I do not fear death or any kind of LorLure; but who can prevail againsx evil powers, that (some 110 one knows whvnoe? Our medicineâ€" men are powerful, and they have proâ€" pitiated the Munito of the Indian, but they had not thought to propiâ€" iLate the Manila of the white man. Why is the white. man here? Why is our lodge invaded, our dance made public..’ \Vhy are the children of the White Muther per- mitted to come lh‘us zunung us"! Have we lost all freedom, all courage? Did they not exercise an evil influence over lh-e Beaver, who lies fallen and help- lass, he who was so erungâ€"" The words died away in am unintelligible murmur as he fell, half fainting, 1r) therground. The spirits on high repeat my name, Repeat my name; The spirits on high, the spirits on high, Repeat my name: Doyfe, looking more unhappy than ever. translated freely, shining himâ€" self uneasily from one foot LO :henlhâ€" er. " W'hat does he say, Doyle f" demand- ed Captain Eviston once more. Captain Eviston looked Ih-oughlfully before him a moment. regretting must keenly the feeling of delicacy which h‘ad tempted him to come unarmed m the ance. He had thought that such a course would appeal to the Indians. Unfortunately. they had apparently not noticed or appreciated that piece of refined sentiment. H9 amused himâ€" self from his little reverie to find the eyes of all the Indians in the lope? “E says, sir, that we 'ave “oodooed 'im, same as the bother Hindian, an‘ that we bought n't to be 'ere." l The Empress is but human, and when lshe saw silver threads making their :appearance in her hair she most na- ‘turally tried to defer the inevitable â€"and dyed, it is said. Whether she put on too much, or whatever the reaâ€" son was, certain it is that one morn- ing the poor Empress appeared at Ibreakfast with stripes of doubtful Igreen among her tresses. "You have put some rubbish on your head, Augusta," cried Wilhelm, with a. great frown. “ Where's the bot- ; tla '6" "My son, said the old man, softly, " arise; be comforted. Cease thy comâ€" plaintsâ€"the complaints of a child who knows not how to take punishment. VVh‘y shouldst thou think the Manito of the white man has interfered with thy destiny? Has the Manilo of the Indian never visited time before with his displeasure 2' He turned to the rest of the Indians, who were listening, and raising his voice, cried, ' 'Yellow Wolf has spoken words of foolishness in his anger. Let 115 target ih‘em, as he will forget them, andâ€"“significanilyâ€""as the white man will forget them."» Captain Eviston recngnized him as Pretty Feathers. one of the friendli- est and most sagacious of {be Pei- gzms. ‘ There was a murmur of disapprobaâ€" tion as be seated himself, but many of the Indians looked less aggressive, and many once more turned their attention to this circle where the last Indian, \Vhite Eagle, still danced. He was al most spent, and the quavering. faint notes of his whistle told how little breath’ and life were still in him. His face wasgray-white. and alight froth flecked his lips. His body was covered with' blood and great drops of per- spiration. and his lower limbs. which hind at first been unnaturally rigid, now bent and twisted and doubled under him as heleapedbnckandforth. Itwas evident that unless the sinews soon burst he would faint from pain and loss of blood. and all his agony would count for nothing. Tixed scowlingly or threateningly upâ€" )n him and his guests. Ihere wag u Suddenly a young and pretty squaw sprang up from the mass of Indian women crouching near the edge of the circlh and forcing hlor way frantically th‘rough them, rushed forward with :1 terrible cry, and throwing herself with‘ all the sirength of lwr young body agnimt \Vh-ilo Eagle, forced him back until (he sinews of his chest snap- ped like whipâ€"cords, and with a groan he toppled over backward. THE KAISER OBJECTS. The Great Young Lian of Germany, as they call the enterprising and py- rotechnic Kaiser, while poking his im- perial finger into every art and every science. still finds time, the court scan- dal mongers say, to pay strict atten- tion to the wardrobe and toilet of the Empress, his wife. The Empress muttered a few words and went on with‘ her breakfast, but the ruler of minds and bodies got up, rummaged his wife's dressing room, to the distress of the maids, who were busy putting things in order, and, ob- serving that one of them~ tried to con- ceal a bottle, he snatched it from her and put it in his pocket. Nothing more was said on the subject to the Empress but the Perfumer-inâ€"Ordinary to their Majesties lost his exalted patron, and poor Augusta's head remained harleâ€" quined for a month. The same fate befell a later importaâ€" tion from Paris, and at last the Em- press, who detested a motley head as much as the Kaiser does hair dye, got a new preparation to blanch her hair an even color, and from that day the Empress appeared completely white. and even poudree. Her fancy now, in which, however, she cannot always 111- dulge. is to wear pure white garments or pale gray ones, which suit her Well, and make her look very picturesque. However, Wilhelml loves pink, blue and green, and she must comply with his wishes and order colored dresses. Perhaps the oddest suit of furniture is owned by Joseph Berger, a hotel keeper in Budapest. For many years he has made it his business to collect matchboer from factories of various countries. His collection aggregates 4,000 boxes. He ordered a skilled cab- inet maker to equip a room with furni- ture made of thesv boxes. The out- fit consists of a writing table with smoking apparatus, a fire screen, a cabinet, 3 Chair and other smaller articles. Though the boxes are empty, they are adjusted so ingeniously that the pieces are fully as strong as the ordinary furniture. A woman who has a perfect horror of handling dirty money asserts that she not only has all her silver washed, but her bills as well. They are put in a basin of luke-wurm soapsuds, rubbed misi- new bills, that she can carry 11 her pocket with no danger of contract- ing disease 51 their handling. gently, and dried by pressing with a warm iron. In this way she is always supplied with bright silver and SHE HAS A HOBBY (To be Continued.) ODD FURNITURE. The large fortune left by Sir Wilâ€" liam Jenner has led to much writing in th'e lay press, but owing to imper- fect information as to the source of some of Sir VViJliam Jenner‘s wealth much excellent moralizing has been made upon unsound deductions, says the Lancet. Sir William Jenner was for many years at the top of the med- ical profession, having risen there by his genius, and having been maintainâ€" ed there by scientific acclamation evâ€" ery whit as much as by popular favor. During these years he undoubtedly made a. very large income, but not an income that would have enabled him to save such1 a sum as £375,000, and, as 3 Few Pln'dclnus Arc nlcll, nut .lenst The “ether! Discussed in Novels of (dent! fylng “I‘lllllllfll‘. In detective novels linger~printsleft by criminals. preferably in blood, play an important part; but truth seems stranger than fiction in the fact that the finger-prints system of identifying criminals in India has been made so peifect that it would enable any intel- ligent person in a few minutes to‘ dis- tinguish the individual. it necessary, from all other persons now living in the world, or. if data were available, from all other persons who have lived since the creation of man. The sys- tem is simplicity itself, and there is none of the elaboration of process of the cosly and delicate machinery reâ€" quired for the anhrupomstfic system. All that is needed is a piece of tin, a sheet of paper and some printer's ink. The ink Impressions of the ten digits are taken and filed in the proper com- purlmeut ol the proper pigeonâ€"hole, and this on the classification of re- cords and their distribution into the pigeonhules that the success of the system depends. On the strength of them the medi- cal profession cannot be said to abound in pecuniary prizes. Only eleven per- sons, whether shining in the front rank of the medical profession, or engaged in one 01 its notoriously lucrative branches, or blessed by accident with pecuniary advantages, have died dur- ing ten years in possession of more than £100,000, while a first-class brewâ€" er's fortune would be expected to amount to more lh'an the aggregate to- Lnl of the eleven medical fortunes or the brewer would be accounted a com- parative failure. We are not setting up a wail that medical men do not make more money. but the fortune of Sir William Jenner or Sir Willaim Gull ought not to lead the public to mistake the facts as to the average earnings of the medical profession. The profession in Great Britain numbers some 28,000 persnns, and although now and again one man dies richE the vast majority di‘e otherwise. Every linger mark shows lines of the "loop," or the "whorl" type, and by a simple. table oi the combinations of these types in the ten digits 1,024 main classes are made. There are again subdivided acrording to minor details, and the subdivision can be Iurther divided, ad iuftnitum if neces- sary; but with the table before him any person of ordinary inteltigs-nce can plico his finger on the corresponding card to a record in his hand within five minutes, no matter how many thousands cards there may be. It is calculated that the chances are about 64,000,0000 to 1 against any two perâ€" sons halving single fingers identical and the chances against all ten [in- gers being identical go beyond mathâ€" ematics altogether. LONG LIVED BALLET DANCERS. A statistician has been devoting him- self to a. study of ballet dancers, and his investigation seems to establish the fact that they are an unusually long- lived lot. The famous Carlotta Grisi is lliving now at the age of '77, and one of the bullet dancers at the Opera in Paris, is 70, but he is a man. Ama- lia Ferraris is still teaching at the age of 78, in Paris, and seems likely to continue that work for some time to come, Fanny Ellsler was 74 when .«he died, and Taglioni has passed her cightieth year. Rosita Mauri, the popular premiere at the Opera in Paris, is over 50, and has begun to talk of retiring. BRITISH MEDICAL FORTUNES. FINGER-PRINT TESTS. All ol'Tlmm DID l’r Suscess Must Fellow That Is llle Expvrlom‘ Dulce, of Drsoronlu, for .V Iy Years will (‘alarrh oflhe EKD‘vcls. From the Tribune, Deseronto I‘I-IE FAIR USE OF DR. WILLIAM PINK PILLS FOR PALE PEOPLE. Our attention was lately directedkto the wonderful cure effected upon a. resident of Deseronto, which illus- trates in1 a very marked Way the mer- its of that widely known health restor- er “Dr. Williams' Pink Pills." We re- fer to thecure of Mrs.Druce.wife of Sidney Druce, caretaker of the High School building. Being desirous of giving our readers the facts,a reporter of the Tribune called at Mrs. Druce's residence, and is therefore enabled {to present our readers with the following fnCts, which can be vouched for by man) neighbors and friends of the family. Mrs. Druce had from the early age of ten years been a sufferer from rheumatism and had endured an untold amount of suffering from this dire disease. She had tried scores of different medicines to dispel the mal- ady but in vain. Doctors told her it was impossible to eradicate the disease from her system and she had at last: become resigned 'to the belief that rheumatism was incurable. In ad- anuntiorned. It was not until t1 of the second box that she realizt benefit. She then began to i 111M she was regaining strengt fore she mentioned this to her hucband also observed the c for be remarked. one day' "those are doing you some good, you Pink Pills. Mrs. Druce said that out of grati ude for thi: wonderful restora- tion to health she had told scores of other sufferers from different diseases of the virtues of the medicine which had met: therrlrmdorubtred means of pro- longing her life. She hoped that others would follow her plan of giving. the pills a fair and prolonged trial as she wa< confident thiat in â€"the end success would surely follow as in her own case. ; flow :I l’lnrky Womu Prevented lien liu~bzmd'~ Anassluullon. The Civil and Military Gazette, pub- lished at Allahabad. contains an ex- citing account of the manner in which a. plucky woman saved herself and her husband against the attack of a Ghazi. As Captain and M_rs. Spence were out driving slowly they saw a Brahul mounted on a Baluch racing mare coming toward them at a walk. As the man approached he drew his sword and. made a vigorous cut at Captain Spence, who, on seeing the naked sword, instantly stood up and lashed. at the Ghazi with the driving whip, causing the mere to swerve and the sword to pass harmlessly by, but unmmfortably close to Ciptaiu Fpgnce'a head. At this instant Captain Spence lost his balance and fell under the wheel of the trap, where he lay pinned down for some time. Seeing her hus- band. in the act of falling Mrs. Spence seized the whip fmm his hand and jumped to the ground. By this time the Ghazi had wheeled on the road and was making another rush. Mrs. Spence instantly stood between her husband and the man, and there re- ceived the Gluzi’s attack, whip in hand, cu‘tting at him and his mare and calling out for help. By making vig- nrous use of 1.91‘ whip she kept the Ghazi off and drove him away. A second charge the Ghzizi made was similarly repulsed, except that onthil occasion the Ghdzi's cuts came more perilously near, and Mrs. Spence was knocked down. By this time Captain Spence had extricated himself from be- neath the wheel of the trap, where he sustained several bruises and a crack- ed rib, and came to his wife's help, and when the Ghazi made his third rush he was driven off by Captain Spence, when he made off at a gallop, but the pursuit was taken up and he was ul- timately run down and shot. In Japan most of the horses are shod with straw. Even the clumslest of cart horses wear straw shoes, which. in their cases, are tied round the ankle with straw rope. and are made of the ordinary rice straw, braided so as to form a sole for the foot about half an inch thick. These soles cost about one cent a pair. Mexico has had 55 Presidents sinus 1821. Of these 16 have died violent deaths. 5 line Experience of Mrs. Syd“ ! me, of lust-rum». “'ho Had Sun‘er d “any [cal-5 wllh Rhomuntbma ll 'I-h oflhe Elowcls. ‘ WHIP AGAINST SWORD. STRA\V HORSESHOES MEXICO'S PR ESIDENTS