Crawfordsville Review, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 12 September 1896 — Page 4

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GENERAL STATE NEWS.

There are eighteen divorce eases

ponding in Wabash dounty.

Otto Pclienekenhergor, of Lafay

ette. one of the best known saloon

men of that city, returned fi.oui

Kivneh Lick and died of drops\

Congressman Ilunley of Williams-

port. has purchased a home in La

fayette. to which city he will remove

afier the November election.

Tlie Xew Albany Lodger is out

spoken in condemning the proposed

pardoning of (.J rant Laws, a convict

in the prison south, and advises the ohief executive not to interfere.

Murglars plundered the Catholic

cathedral and the St. .John's Catho

lic church at Yincennes, carrying of the silver chalices and other prop

erty. and also breaking the contribution boxes.

Much alarm was occasioned among

Blackford county farmers by a false

•report that pleuro-pneutnonia had

broken out among the cattle near Bailey's school house. The State

veterinarian found the contrary to be the case.

As marking the reopening of the

city schools at Yincennes, .the Prot

estant congregations joined in union services, with a sermon to the teach

ers and pupils bv the Rev. K. R.

Vest, and one to the parents bv the liev. .J. X. Jessup.

Richard Bnienne and Fred Ferren,

partners in the bakery business at .Danville, stand accused of bribing

"'Wall, seventeen years old, to puta.ii

ounce of quicksilver in the dough of Knhardt & Gohl, a rival concern.

Their bond was placed at SJ.OUU.

(ieorge Brown Goode. assistant secretary of the Smithsonian Insti

tution, Washington City, whose

death occurred some days ago, was a New Albanian by birth, in 1851.

lis parents were also natives of In

diana. Some years ago they removed

to Cincinnati, and finally to Florida.

Freeman Pritehelt, who killed

Frank Duehanne with a blow of his list in his father's saloon at Fowler,

has been acquitted Ii was shown

during the trial tliai Ducharme pro

voked a quarrel with the defendant, who struck him three times with his

fist, the last blow dislocating Duchanne's neck.

While the American Business College, Omaha, Neb., now oilers to

give a complete course of instruction in business branches by mail, to a

limited number of persons, free of

tuition, we would suggest the wis

dom to young men an 1 women who desire to obtain a business education

to avail thcnselves of this splendid opportunity. We understand the oiler will be open for a few daws only for advertising purposes.

The beautifully engraved diplo

mas issued by the American Business

College, Omaha, Neb., for graduates are. the finest ever seen. They are

steel engravings, 22x28 inches in size.

.The American Business College, Omaha, Neb., has a notice in the

local columns of this paper, oll'ering a complete business course by mail free. J)id you read it?

Baby's Second Summer

V" is the time that tries all the care of the mother and all the skill of maternal management. 'Baby comfort comes from fat fat babies have nothing to do but to sleep and grow.

If your baby does not seem to prosper, if he does not gain in weight, you must get more fat there. A few drops of

each day will put on plumpness fat outside, life inside, baby and mother both happy.

Your baby can take and relish Scott's Emulsion as much in summer as in any other season.

Pwr sal* toy all drcfjists at JDC. am «1oa

Should be in every family medicine chest and every traveller's grip. They are invaluable when the stomach is out of order: cure neiwlaehe. biliousness, and all liver troubles. Mild and etlieieut. 'Jj cents.

Pills

A IN E S Ii E N

train ran into

$ a little station in heart, of the

W&'s •&' -.Vvpinc woods, anil

^sprang to the plat*t. ifefonn. "Hurry up there!" A he called, running

IV /., forward to tlie negro coacli. The steps were

overflowing with pickaninnies, so black that at first sight their small features would have been undistinguishable but for the wide crease oil each face, tilled with even rows of teeth, startling white in contrast with their sooty environment.

A fat, good-looking negress, holding an oval bundle, wrapped in an old shawl, close to her breast, seemed to be the center of the crowd, and an old, old negro man, grizzled and wrinkled, was hovering around its margin. "Is you got um all, Sister Calline?" he asked anxiously. 'Clar ef 1 knows!" said the woman, running her eye over the company. '"Pears lak dtrc's one on um missin'!" "All aboard!" shouted the conductor, and the train moved. "Hyar, mistah!" shrieked Sister Calline, "you'se ca'in' off one o' my chil'en!"

The conductor laughed good-natur-edly, and was gone. "Oh, Lawd!" moaned the woman. "He's done ca'ed off one on i:m, suali!"

The station agent sauntered near. He wore that intensely bored expression only possible to a man who spends his life in a piney woods clearing, seeing four trains a day in and out and playing checkers on a barrel hea4 in the intervals.

One wonders if the lunatic asylums are not largely recruited from thia class. "Orter have tied 'em along a rope, so's they couldn't get away," he said.

Sister Calline turned her black velvet orbs in his direction. "You call dat train back, I say," she cried. "He's done ca'ed off one o' my chil'en." "S'pose I can call the train back?" said the man, contemptuously. "If you're sure one of 'em is missin' you'll have to set down and wait here till the train comes back. They'll bring it, I reckon. "Oh, my pore lil chile!"

Tears began to stream down the black face. The wrinkled old uncle looked deeply distressed. "Is you pint blank suah one on um's missin', Sister Calline?" he asked, sympathetically.

Her eyes wandered, vague and troubled, over the dusky, shifting crowd of faces. "I'se nios' puflickly suah," she said. "Better count 'em," suggested the agent. How many are there anyhow?" "Dere's Lu Roxy Adline, Lucyalier "I's here, mammy!" interrupted a long-limbed girl, of 14. "I told you to count 'em!" said tlie agent, impatiently. "I cayn't coun', mas'r! I'se bawn afore de wall. But anyhow dey say dere's leben on um." "Sister Calline," said the old man, tenderly, "le's we set right down hyar an' I'll coun* um fer ye. I'se a scholar." "You sholy is kind, mistah," said Sister Calline, gratefully, sitting down on the edge of the platform.

The agent laughed shortly and turned away. The grizzled old uncle took a red and

...

"DAT YOUR BABY?"

yellow handkerchief from his pocket and carefully dusted the end of the planks before he took his seat.

He wore a threadbare black suit which had undoubtedly once moved In high society.

Sister Calline looked at him with interest. "1 reckon dat you mus' be a preacher, sah," she said, deferentially. "Madam, I is. I'se been preachin' de word dese nine years, eber sence pore old lady died. I was a powerful sinner afore dat."

Sister Calline looked awed. "I was, suah!" said the old man, retrospectively, "But I'se come inter de kingdom now suah 'nuff, bress de Lord. la you got a tousW, Sinter CaJline?" "I'ss a pore widder, mistah, wid all dese chll'ea ter scuffle fer, an* da Lawd knows what I's® gwlao tpir do»"

Uncle glanced at the bundle In her It Bad begun to More and whimper. "Dat xonr D&fty. chile?" asked tznoto,

Innocently. "Dis my baby," replied Sister Calline, looking down at the sooty mite ill her arms with maternal pride. "My po' ole tnan neber see dis baby. He was blowed up by de bller bustin' in de mill where he wuked. He was done killed when dey brung him home. De doctors tried and tried to pump some life inter him, but he never spoke no mo'." "For de lan' sake!" ejaculated thfc old man.

Compassion jvas written all over Ms kind old face. He had been a good darky from his youth up, and his sinful past was purely fictitious. "What de mattah wid you o)e lady you done lost?" asked Sister Calline. "Consumpshun," replied the old man solemnly. 'It runs in our family. Ole Gunnel Kent's ma died ob it, an' de cunnel's first wife died of it an' lil mistis died, too. An' den my ole lady took it an' she died. It's a turriblo decease." "Dat sholy is so!" coincided SistoT Calline. 'Sense my insurance axin' you, mistah. Docs you git you libin' preachin'?" "De folks pay me some, an' den I'se got a nice piece o' lan' an' a lil bouse. My ole mas'r give um ter me," said the old man, with modest pride. "Sho! Ain't you too old ter wuk?" "1 wuks some, an' de ars helps me. I'se de onliest one ob de ole sarven's let". I'se 05 years ole!" "Sho, now!" said Sister Calline, mucdi impressed. "How ole you is. Sister Calline?— hopln' you'll 'scuse me fcr axin'." "I dunno 'zackly," said Calline, studying a little. "I 'spect I'so GO— gwine on 50."

They had become so interested in their 'humble annals that the pickaninnies had been lost sight of. Tlhey were scattered along the railroad line gamboling like a menagerie turned loose. "Does you wan' me tu coun" you chill'en, Sister Calline?" "Co'se I doc-s. Hyar! You-all. Come hyar."

Tho children paid no attention. "Dey needs disserplainin', Sister Calline."

He rose. "Chil'en, chil'en!' he called in a voice of authority. The black clou,I drew together and bote down on the station-house.

Now you-all stan' still ontwell di3 geiielman couns' you," commanded the mother. "Lu Roxy, min' yerself. Abe Linkum, stan' up. Don' scrouge so! How he gwine coun' you, ef you dodges rotin' dat way?"

A mild degree of order at last prevailed and the old man \egan. "One, two, three, fo', fibc, six, seben, nine, eight, ten! Dere aim.' only ten." "Dawter bo leben, suah," said Sister Calline. "Oh, what I gwine "I'll coun' 'um ober «gm\" said the old man, kindly.

Sister Calline wiped awav her tears. "You am so kind, mistah I knoweid you was a good man when Brer Martin tole me ter keep long er you on der train."

An' 1 knowed you was a good woman when Brer Martin tole me 'You take good ca' o' Sister Calline.' says he. Now I'll coun' 'um agin." "One, two, three," and so on. They went over and over this, but by no legerdemain of counting could ten be made eleven.

Sister Calline grew more and more distressed and was just breaking into hysterical sobs when the train whistled s,t the next siation below.

They both sprang up, and Calline screamed to the children, wlho came flying across the track like a flock of wild blackbirds. "When the train drew up and tht conductor stepped off, there was Cal line to meet him. "Please, mistah has you brung back my chile?" she tearfully pleaded.

He looked at her. I "Donner uiul blixen! What do you mean, woman?" "I'se got 'leben chil'en," groaned Sister Oalline, "and 'dis genelman has counded 'um ober an' ober, un' dere ain't only ten."

The conductor ran his eye over the group. A score of heads were thrust out of the coach, and a murmur of amused lympathy stirred along the line. "H-m!"

He pulled forth his book hurriedly and turned over the page* "Pass Calline Jackson and eleven children."

He glanced over the heads of black, bobbing heads and back at the woman. His eye fell on the bundle in lifr arms. "Great Jove! What's the matter with the baby making eleven?"

There were roars of laughter and much waving of hats as the train moved out. "You done counded um wrong, Mistah," said Sister Calline, looking up reproachfully at the old man. "Is dey all hyar?" ho asked with dignity. "Co'se dey's all hyar." "Den don't dat pintedly show dat 1 oounded um right?"

Sister Calline's dark oountenance wore a troubled expression, but as ifeey went along the plney woods road teirard Kemtville it gradually cleared up, and when they came In sight of Kent Hall it was beaming, "Dere's de cunnel!" said Uncle, pointing to a gentlemaji dressed in. a white duck suit, who sat comfortably In a big armchair on the gallery. "He's one o' de ara You jes' wait htm a spell ontel I gx an' tell Um." "Well?" said Colonel Kent, goodnaturedly, laying dawn his newspaper. "What

it, Uncle Dick?"

Pitchers Castorla.

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A Chance to Make Money-

1 have made 81,040 clear money in 87 days and attended to my household duties besides, and I think this is doinp splendid for a woman inexperienced in business. Anyone can sell what everyone wants to buy, and every family wants a Dish Washer. I don't canvass at all people come or send for the washer, and every washer that goes out sells two or three more, as they do the work to perfection. You can wash and dry the dishes in two minutes. I am going to devote my whole time to this business now and I am Biiri* 1 can cleai 85,000 a year. My Bister unit brother have started in the business and are doing splendid. You can get complete instructions and hundreds of testimonials by p.ddressing the Iron City Dish Washer Co., Station A. Pittsburg, Pa., and if you don't make lots of money it's you own fault. Mrs. W. II.

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There is nothing better than a practical business education, and there is no better way to acquire it than by taking a course of instruction in the Mail Department of American Business College, Omaha, Neb. Read -their olfer of free course by mail in this issue.

A Dandy Thing to Sell.

I have been doing so well this summer selling combination dippers that I think it is my duty to tell others about it. I have not made as much money as some I read about, but 1 never make lees than $3, and often $5 a day the dipper can be used as a fruit jar filler a

Seem to be the all absorbing" topic, we would like for the purchasing' public to bear in mind that we have just returned from the Bast with a large and varied stock of

Of the latest styles and best fabrics that the Market affords. These goods were bought for Spot Cash at prices that will insure them a ready sale at the

Extremely Low Figures

The One Pr ce Clothier, Hatter and Furnisher.

When you want the Best Bread that can be made come to us and get a sack of

Gold Mine Flour

Every pound guaranteed to give satisfaction or money refunded. It costs you

25 lts for $ .o() SO lbs for i.OO

uaranteed to bo the finest Spring Wheat Flour msde. We also have Pride of Peoria. Fillsbury'a Best Standard, Diadem, Summit and Mann a. All first class Flour and Prices ri"htr

McMullen & Robb.

EIGHT AND NINE CENT. Investments. Nontaxable, The State Building and Loan Association of Indiana. Callon

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For which they will be sold. The school season is now at hand and parents are interested above all others that their Children be correctly clothed, and the place to buy them is at WARNER'S. An inspection of our stock is earnestly solicited. We take pleasure in showing our goods.

Want Your Trade.

LEE S. WARNER

A Man Cannot Live

By Bread alone. He must have other things and the place to get them is at

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Low Priced Grocers Try our Celebrated

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30c Java Ooffee

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READER.

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size

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by Nye & Booe, Druggists.

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