Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 26 August 1898 — Page 2

Scrofula, a Vile

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My son, Charlie,-was afflicted from Infancy •with Scrofula, and ho suffered so that it was Impossible to dress him re a is head and body were a mass of sores, and lii3 eyesight also became affected. Xo treatment wo8 spared that wo thought would relieve lilm. out he grew wo/seM 1p until his condition wasted Indeed pitiable. I had^SPK almost despaired of his ever beinji cured, when by the advice of a friend 'h we gave him S. S. S. 'I (Swift's Specific). A decided improvement was the result, and after he had taken a dozen bottles, no one who knew of his former dreadful condition would have recognized him. All the sores on his body have healed, Jils skin is perfectly clear and smooth, and he has been restored to perfect health. MRS. 3. S. MAURY. 800 Kim St., Macon, Ga.

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WEEKLY JOURNAL.

ESTABLISHED IN" 1848.

FRIDAY. AUGUST 20, 18U8.

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An Approaching Marriage. Mr. and Mrs. T. H. Ristime have issued invitations for the marriage of their daughter Elizabeth to Mr. Edgar William Olive. The ceremony will take place at the home of the bride's' parents, 603 west Wabash avenue on Tuesday evening, September 6, at S:30 o'clock. Mr. and Mrs. Olive will be at home in Cambridge, Mass., after October 15.

Will Be Mustered Out.

The Indiana colored troops will not leave Camp Mount. This has been definitely determined since the peace negotiations. Major Peterson is daily awaiting orders from Washington to muster out of Bervice these troops, he having been in charge of the subsistence department of the government here since the beginning of the war. There is much disappointment among the colored troops that they will not be able to leave Camp, Mount. They had hoped to be sent to either Porto .Rico or to Cuba.

Taxation of County Kalrg.

Lafayette Journal: Numerous references to the question of internal revenue taxation of fair associations have been made recently in the newspapers, and it iB alleged that the Montgomery county fair paid $87.05 revenue tax. The portion of the law under which Baid collection was made is given as paragraph No. 7, sec. 7, act of June 13, 1898, and reads: '?oV "The proprietor or proprietors ol circuses shall pay $100. Every building, space, tent or area where feats of horsemanship or acrobatic sports nor theatrical performances are'exhibited, hall be regarded as a circus."

Apparently this wording of the act could be construed into a clean sweep of county fairs having race tracks. Yet on examination we find there is a special ruling by the treasury department of date Aug. 8, 1898, upon this same paragraph which changes the situation entirely, viz:

Ruling 35, says: "Exhibitions of feats of horsemanship (such as are seen in circuses) which occur on race tracks are subject to a special tax of $100 but mere teBts of speed of horses in racing are not regarded as feats of horsemanship, within the meaning of ^paragraph 7, of sec. 2, act of June 13, 1898." Therefore under the special ruling of the treasury department a fair association which offers a speed programme upon its race track cannot legally be forced to pay a circus tax.

In the law of June 13, there is not a word nor line concerning fair associa tions or which by-anyknown construction can apply to them except the paragraph above quoted and that is ruled out by a treasury decision. In paragraph 8 there is this: "Proprietors or agents of all other public exhibitions or shows for money not enumerated shall pay 310." Under this statement almost anything may come in for 510 at the will of the collector. However that may be, 310 is only a small contribution towards a patriots war debt. If it be true that fair associations have already paid the circus tax it is probable the collector will refund the improper collection.

AJ.L kinds of athletic games at Cedar Lake on ~'Sth. Base ball, bicycle races foot races, and boat races. The mcst beautiful 6heet of water in the state. Ronnd trip only $1.00. Special train.

Tkaix for Cedar Lake will leave -'sth at 7:08 a. m.

FOSTER'S WEATHER.

He Tells |Wliat Wo May Kxpect During Mild September.

Expect marked storm conditions from the l6t to 4th. While the storm areas are advancing

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tremes, fair warm weather^wil! prevail in central and eastern sections', but the storm centers will progress steadily eastward, and by the 5th all sections will have had more or less storm or storminesB, or will have felt the changes of barometer and temperature consequent upon the passage of general storms. From about the 8th to the 10th, a general reaction of the elements to storm conditions will be the order.

The next regular storm period is central on the 13th, extending from the 12th to 16th. Watch reports of birometer and thermometer closely at this time, and see if warmth does not increase and the barometer does not fall in western sections early iu this period see if these conditions do not Bpread eastward from day to day, and if they are not .followed by growing cloudiness and finally by storm of rain, wind and thunder in most parts, on and touching the days embraced in the 6torm period. We pridict that the heat will not break down generally, that the barometer will not rise decidly, and that the worst disturbances of this iperiod will not transpire until about Thursday, the 15th, on which date the moon is both new and on the celestial equator. Sharp change to cooler and higher barometer will follow storms and dominate the weather for three or four days following.

From the 19th to 22d falls a period of reactionary storm conditions, exactly coincident with the earth's equator passing centrally through the Bun. A general low barometer, developing in extreme west and moving eastward, attended by great heat and breaking into active storms of thunder, irain and wind will be the natural order from Monday, the 19th,to Thursday, the 22d. Storms, of course, will have their usual progress from west to east, not prevailing at all longitudes on the same day. From the 24th to the end of September, many equinoctial disturbances will be natural. Look for very hot weather, south winds and low barometer, ending about Monday, the 26th, to Thursday, the 29th, in many storms of heavy thunder, wind and rain. All gulf and coast regions should be watchful. A sweeping high barometer and change to much cooler will end September.

We predict that much very warm weather will prevail in September and even into October, and that the month of October will be one of maximum storm perturbations, especially over the lakes and north Atlantic regions.

Weekly Crop Bulletin.

Warm days, cool nights, and occasional local rains were very beneficial to growing crops and fall plowing, but in some localities of the northern portion too much rain fell, which ruined oats in shock and caused the ground to be too wet for plowing. Corn continues to be in good condition it is filled well and the grain is hardening in the southern portion it is maturing but farther north, where much rain fell, it keeps green and advances only slowly a large crop seems assured. Clover hulling progresses in many fields the seed crop is short. English clover seed is good, but red is only light young clover grows well. Potatoes promise a good yield in some fields they are in excellent condition. Pasturage looks green and in much improved. Field tomatoes are abundant. The bean crop will apparently be only a light one. Turnips are growing well. Vegetables and garden truck are abundant and good. Sorghum and sugar 'oeets are in good condition. A good crop of melons in the southern portion are on the market in the northern portion the crop is fair. A fair crop of peaches is ripening pearB, plums and grapes are abundant. Fall plowing advances rapidly with ground in best condition in a few localities plowing has ended. The honey vield this year was poor Stock in good condition.

.Seiders- HeiiUIe,

Brazil Times: At the parsonage of the Roberts Park M, E. church in Indianapolis at high noon yesterday, W. E. Seiders and Miss Dora Henkle, of this city, were joined in wedlock, Rev. C.E. Bacon,the pastor, performed the ceremony. They were accompanied by John G. Bryson and Miss Minnie Cole. Mr. 'Seiders and Miss Henkle were soon to have been married, and while they were in Indianapolis yesterday it was suggested that the wedding take place there and surprise their friends. The suggestion was immediately acted upon. It was their intention to keep the matter quiet for a couple of weeks until the rooms they intended to occupy at the Bryson house were re-furnished, but the Inuianopoiis JVcit'S'let the secret out. The bride is the popular daughter of the senior editor of the Times, while the groom is a capable young business man and a member of the firm of Turner, Seiders fe Kidd.

GOOD fishing and boating at,Cedar Lake. Excursion 28th. 51.

THE OREGON DESERT

By IZORA C, CHANDLER.

(Copyrighted by the Author.)

•"-CHAPTER I.

"Wilmot! I say, Wilmot! Let's stop where.we are and wait (ill it's light. McAlvord's bound to hunt us up in thu morning." "Como ahead. I smell smoke. There must be some sort of In:inanity not l'ar

"Well, in heaven's name, don't explore. There never was blacker night. And now that we've escaped ornamenting the Oregon desert with our bones don't let's run the risk of tumbling off the mountain into a canyon." "Come a little farther up. I hear a child's voiee, and a moment ago I surely saw a light."

They pushed on up tho steep trail, when suddenly a child appeared before them encircled witii a wavering light. They were neither superstitious nor particularly reverent young men, but they drew rein in momentary awe. However, they soon discovered that the door of a rude hut, which seemed to 3ross their bridle path, had been opened by a very human little hand. A youth came and stood beside the child, and a young girl looked over its head, wliiie an old woman came slowly forward from a seat by the great blazing lire.

Thej7 made inquiry for tho settlement on McAlvord's ranch and found that it was miles away. Then the old woman asked them to "put up their beasts and stop for tho night," and they were glad to accept.

In another minuto tho youth waa leading the way, with a rickety lantern, to a shed for tho horses, and shortly after tho travelers were within the hut beforo a great crackling fire of lir logs. "Yo' mus' bo hungry," said tho old woman. "Laurel, gitsnmmat fur 'em.

They were hungry. There was no denying tho fact. They wero sorry to mako trouble, but they would be grateful for a bit of food. 'Tain't no trouble," said tho grandmother in slow western speech, with slow emphasis of every word. Then she drew a lir wood tablo from against tho wall and began to make ready for the meal.

Laurel hung a kettle over the fire, and when the water boiled sho took a great stick in ouo hand and stirred it slowly whilo sifting through the fingers of tho other something tkat shone in the firelight like dusky gold. The mixture sputtered and steamed and sent forth a most savory odor. Tho girl set tho kettle beside the fire 'and hung another in its place. After a few moments sho broke some eggs into this latter. Two or three swift errands back and forth for tho lithe young figure, and tho food waa upon tho tablo and the chairs were in place.

Then she turned and with shy cordiality said: "Won't yo'set by? It be all ready."

She had not spoken before, but there was a charm in her gentle voice which, by some divine magic, made tho uncouth words sound like a new, sweet tongue.

Craymer, now that the danger of being lost was passed, inclined to look upon the scene as a farce enacted for their entertainment. Ho looked quizzically at Wilmot, who arose and thanked her courteously.

Sho laid her hand on the better chair. "This un is fur yo'," she said softly, and Wilmot accepted it simply.

C'raymer's nature was not largo enough to understand tho attitude of his companion. This was a scene of such baro poverty that he could see in Wilmot's manner nothing more than a continuation of the farce. So he waited in mock gravity, with neither open smile nor open sneer upon his lips.

The girl looked up in surprise. Then she made a little motion toward the other chair. "That thar is youru," she Eaid.

Craymer sat down after an elaborate bow, which brought an angry flash

"Thank yo', kindly." said the young hostess.

into the eyes of the other. Laurel went about and poured rich milk from a great brown pi toiler into small brown bowls that had tiny blue and white stripes around them. Then she lifted with her slight hands the dish that was piled high with the steaming, golden mass and set it near to Wilmot. "Ef yo'd jes' help yo'rsel's 'n be like's ef yo' was t' yo'r own home," she said, with a littlo appeal in her voice.

Craymer bent over his bowl and gave Wilmot a nag with his foot. "Thank you," said the latter gravely, "We shall do so gladly. .Then, as sho stood silently by, he added: "Do not think that you must wait upon us. Maybe we'll not dare to eat all we want if some one looks at us.1' Ho smiled, and the shy eyes turned for an instant toward his face with a look that was not a smile, but something more rare," more like an inner irradiation. Though of tho poorest, something within had kept her from descending to their bold, hard manner. The simple, unconscious grace with which she left her guests to their own will would have become a loftier station.

Craymer stared after her. Something in tho turn of her head as the great wave of firelight fell upon it caught his

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attention. "Fine model for a picture," he said, with an awakened interest.

Laurel felt tho difference between these and the other visitors who cam a at long intervals to sit at their table. There was something new and strange in tho look and manner of these men. Their words were unlike any they had heard, yet she understood the meaning. It was like new music to one who loves music, or liko raro beauty to the eye of an artist. She kenfc tho echo of it in her heart and thought of it late into .the night.

Tho meal was nearly over wti'cii'she came and stood beside Wilmot once more. "We ha'nt got s' much

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orter hev fur yo'," sho said in her clear voico that sounded as if somo wild bird had taken to speaking words. "Wo were two very hungry men," was tho renlv. "Nothing could be more delicious than this rich milk and the mush and tho bread and butter." "Thank yo', kindly, saitl the young hostess. She turned away without looking at him this time.

The child began a petulant .whimper, Sho took it in her arms and soothed 11 to sleep. Then sho carried it to a door at the end of the room. Wilmot. started to open the door for her, but, noting tho look on his companion's face, leaned back again in his chair. Tho next moment ho mentally kicked himself for a coward.

While she was gone tho grandmother cleared away the things and began a slow, unaccented monologue.

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grandfather had gone to tho settlement to do some trading and would not be back for another day. Tho youth and tho child had lost their mother three years back, but their father had gone below—the usual manner in which Orcgonians refer to San Francisco—and was doing fair. Ho wrote to them oncv a year and sent a box of things.

Laurel didn't belong to them. Her father died crossing the plains. The mother was most dead, so the train left her, with tho baby and tho wagon and other belongings, at tho hut. "But Laurel bo growed inter a comfort t' me," added the grandmother, "an li' young uns tako t' her mighty. Wo couldn't git 'long noliow 'thout Laurel." ft-/: "It doesn't seem safe for von. said Wilmot, "to live here so far from any one else." "Hugh Yes, answered tho old voice. "It be perfectly safe. Wo don't see

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one fur moons t'gether. 'N thur beaut no more troublo with Injins here'bouts. Onct in awhile one comes 'long, but we don't mind 'em. Tli' gran'thcr hid th' hut 'way up hero out o' sight when him 'n me wns young folks. 'N nobody much don't know't wo bo here. The farm bo tli' leetle good spot o' gronn jest out thar in tli' desert. He lotti out t' build a big house down thar, but 'pears like we dunno how t' tear oursel's 'way from th' old place. I s'pose somo folks ud think it be lonesomelike livin so by oursel's. But thar's th' beasts. They be a. heap o' comp'ny.

The two men looked at each other The wind moaned out a cry of terror, and the pleasant crackling of the fir wood in the huge fireplace turned to a ghastly sound. Tho young girl came into the room whilo the grandmother was speaking and paused just where the flickering light touched her slight figure. "Somo days," she said, with a little quiver in her voice—"some days I'm feared when thar beaut no need to fear, 'n some days, ag'iu, when thar be, seems liko th' fear do all go. I shook at ev'ry noise I heer'11 all day, 'n t'night I couldn' open my mouth when I seen you, I been that feared."

It was an eerie figure, young, slight and fair, standing in the wavering light and uttering those uncouth words in that tender, thrilling tone. Craymer shivered and drew near to tho fire. "Don't be afraid tonight." said Wilmot. "We don't pretend to great bravery, but we'll do our best to take care of you and the grandmother and. tho child."

She did not answer, though she stood with hands locked before her until he had finished. She went to the youth, a sturdy fellow, who had fallen asleep on the skin covered lounge, and aroused him gently. Then she drew aside somo curtains of skins and displayed a recess containing a bed and a tiny washstand. "This bo yo'r place," sho said to the strangers. "It be all clean ag'in th' comp'ny's comin."

Then she slid a long wooden bar through iron loops to fasten the outer door, wound the clock and with swift silence set the chairs at rights. Meanwhile the grandmother covered the embers with ashes. When all was done, they each said "Good night t' yo' and disappeared.

The two men sat before the ash covered embers until the candle burned low. Then they arose silently and prepared for bed. "It's the easiest place I was ever in." said Craymer. "I wish the wind would stop its wretched groans. We are in a witch's care, and wo shall be boiled in a caldron at midnight by a spirit with Eimny eyes and serious lips." "It's an atmosphere of innocence and trust, said Wilmot. "And we arenearer heaven than we may ever climb again." 'r:y*

CHAPTER II.

Tho morning meal was over, and the travelers, ready to mount their horses, stood beforo tho hut. The sky was a delicate tint, with soft, gauze!iko spray across it. Tho gray expanse of the Oregon desert, reaching out for more than 300 miles, seemed like a dead and limitless sea. A tall white mountain, like a protecting angel, rose high in the upper distance.

Laurel stood a little at one side of the group. "Good momin, pretty clouds," she said. "Good inornin, ole Mount Hood, sweet momin to yo'!" And sho kissed her hands. There was wild graneur in her air and penetrating sweetness in her voice. "She do that ev'ry mornin an ev'ry night," said tho youth who stood ready

to pilot the two down the hill path and into the direct trail. "Nobody can't be lonesome with Laurel a-talkin t' things 's ef they was a talkin too.''

Wilmot looked up at tho tree above her. The leaves were yet imprisoned in long tinted rolls, standing out in all directions from the brown limbs She seemed the spirit of the wood—so lithe and young. He almost felt that if she wero to call to them tho green leaves would burst their swaddling bands and reach down toward her.

Craymer, eager to bo off, bade hurried adieus, and, piloted by tho youth, started ou.

Wilmot looked in again at tho simple room which had sheltered them, took note of tho setting of each bit of rude furnishing—the skin curtains of tho re-

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cess and the wild unknown fio-.vers in a great brown bowl by tho window. He noted the hardy vine that Limbered over tho low doorway, looked about him at the great mountains shading off into misty hues, then with reverent thought he turned once more toward the girl.

Ho had never said much about divine care in connection with himself, but it seemed a tiling not difficult to speak of in connection with her. "Goodby," ho said, couching the hand sho held toward him. "God keep you." Then as sho did not speak he asked very gently, "You know whe God is?" "Yes," she said calmly. "Th' hunters swear about him. He be tli' bad un."

Tho shock that came to Wilmot at this unimpassioned utterance was something that he tried afterward to define to himself. It was liko a whirl that sets one dizzy and dumb. He gave a searching look into the innocent face turned with a peaceful expression toward the far mountain. The words were blasphe•my, but if blasphemy muct bo in the heart beforo it can pass tho lips then whatever she might say would be more nearly like worship. She was not learned. He knew that she could not even read that axiom of Prudhon, "Evil is God," if it were placed before her. He was appalled by the unconscious ignorance. At the same time her innocent, trust in the nature about her enchanted him. "Goodby," she said at last, thinking that he waited for the word of parting. "Thar beant nutliin that'll come from any these t' hurtyo'." She gave a little wave of her hand. "Yo' be safe, an th' day'll be still till yo' git t'your place."

He turned and led his horse rapidly down tho mountain side. A sudden shadow had fallen over everything. "In tho name of the pitying God!" he exclaimed after long tramping.

Tho more he thought the deeper he felt that it was cruel to leave her in such a wild place and in such ignorance. What did the future hold for her? He took off his hat and brushed back his heavy hair. A sense of oppression stifled him. Ho was ready to hate the day when he had been induced to come with an old friend to his western ranch and the hour when he went out with Craymer for a swift canter over the great spaces.

Yet this had not changed the matter. His coming did not call forth the hut nor the living souls within it. It was unreasonable that he snould care so much. Still he strode along rebellious at a fate that could bring such fortune to the fair girl he had left, looking fcJbdlv at the clouds and the mountains and predicting no harm for him.

The grandmother would not be paid "fur keepin on 'em,' and when the youth had given them the right trail at the foot of the mountain Wilmot slipped a goldpiece into his hand. "I don't know what vou'll do withit, I'm sure. But you can at least keep it to remember us by. I haven't anything else with mo that will do for a gift. I wish you would take it that way." 'Bleeged!" said the sturdy young fellow. His face expanded into a broad grin as he went up tho hill, tossing the shining gold piece and catching it again as he went out of sight. The two men mounted their horses and roue silently on in tho direction that had been pointed out to them.

CHAPTER lit.

Some days had passed when Craymer rode up to the ranch'eira late one evening with water color box, block and brushes. "Your pony is somewhat fagged," said Wilmot as the Indian led it away. "Which way did you go today?" "I'm not good at points of compass," was the evasive answer.

Just at that moment the water color pad slipped from his hands and fell tinder the full light from a swinging lamp on the veranda. Wilmot caught sight of the old hut with its picturesque sur roundings.

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verely, notwithstanding that he had thought over and over about going there himself. Indeed, the memory of that lonely place and its inhabitants had haunted him until there were times when he felt that lie must make suro that it was true—that there was such a wild place, and that it held such gentlo dwellers. He had not owued that lie would assure himself that sho was really safe that the clouds and the great white mountain had kept watch over her by day and the desert had entrapped any foot that would do her harm by night. "You have been there," he said again more severely.

Craymer threw himself into a hammock and waited to roll a cigarette with his delicate fingers before he answered, "Don't get. excited."

Then he lighted tho trifle and watched tho smoko curl slowly from his pursed up lips. "Yes, 1 went there shortly after our.. impromptu visit. Party call, you know. Devoirs to tho young hostess. Don't look so severe. Sho doesn't care for mo. Sho always asks about 'th' tall un' in a shy way—not in the least as sho would ask you about me. Sho lives so among mighty mountains that a man who measures less than 0 feet

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her notice. It would be cruel for you to go there, but it isn't so with mo." Wilmot felt his lingers tingle to lay hold of this careless speaker. "Then you've been there more than once," ha affirmed, with added sternness.

Craymer nodded. "I came hero to sketch the country and tho people. And it's worth going farther to get such a wild young thing, to say nothing of the other members of tho family. I couldn't do them justice in ouo nor iu several visits."

Then Wilmot remembered how verylittle he had seen of Craymer since the night when they were sheltered at tho hut. Ho had never cared for tho company of this man aud had been rather glad than otherwiso when day after day had passed without his presence. But now a fiery rage arose within him. Craymer saw it, and being in a satanic, humor just then went into the ranclieira and presently came out with a handful of sketches.

TO BB CONT1NUHD.

MANILA.

Chas. Lauthers sports a new bike. Miss Jones, of Lebanon, is visiting relatives here.

Wm. PetersoD, of Pennsylvania, is visiting his parents this week. Ward Walkup and family spent Sunday evening at Mr. Hemphill'.?.

Uncle Robert Finch is very ill at this time and his death is hourly expected. Howard Patton and wife, of Waynetown, visited relatives here over Sunday.

Rev. Francis preached to a large audience at the M. E. church Sunday night.

Zephaniah Crane, an old resident of Mace, died Tuesday evening at four o'clock.

Dr. Berry and family, of Crawford6vil'e, visited at Frank Armstrong's Sunday.

A large number of our K. 0/ P. are attending the encampment at Indianapolis this week.

The Christian people of this place will give an ice cream supper at the Mace hall Saturday night, Aug. 27th.

Last Friday while horse back riding Roy Finch fell off, dislocating his wrist and breaking his arm. He is getting along nicely now.

Mr. and Mrs. James Galey gave a party to the young people Saturday night in honor of their daughter Mabel. All present enjoyed themselves until a late hour.

Wm. Wall, a section hand on the Big Four, suffered a sunstroke Monday about noon and lay unconscious for several hours. He was taken to his home in New Ross late in the evening. ________

CEDAR Lake excursion 28th. 81.00.

MACE.

Mr. Misch is slowly improving. Robert Finch is better at this writing.

Geo. Hugelheim moved into his new house this week. Mr. Tyson and family were on our streets Tuesday.

Rachel Linn has erected a new fence around her house. Theodore Johnson baled hay for Jay Harris la6t Tuesday.

Several from this place went to Indianapolis this week. Miss Jones, of Advance, is visiting at Tom Phelps' this week.

Grandma Vanarsdall started for her home in Iowa last Saturday. Several from here attended the show at Crawfordsville Wednesday.

There is talk of three more new houses going up in Goose Nibble. Mrs. McClure will move into the house vacated by George Hugelheim.

Rev. Francis preached to a large audience Sunday night at the M. E» church.

Mrs. Dr. Berry, of Crawfordsville, spent Saturday and Sunday at Frank Armstrong's.

Charles Sanford and 11. C. Finch are painting Mr. Miller's house in Hog Heaven this week.

There will be au ice cream supper at Mace hall to-morrow night for the benefit of the Christian church. Come one. Come all.

Zeph Crane died at the home of James Patton last Tuesday evening about & o'clock at the age of seventy-nine years. He was sick but a few days.

SI.OO to I.nke Maxlnkackee. On Sunday, Aug. 28th, the Vandalia will run a special train to Culver (Lake Maxinkuckee) and return, leaving here at S:20 and arriving at Culver at 11:30 a. leave Culver at 0:30 p. m. A parlor car will be attached to train. Twenty-five cents extra each way for "my seat." This will be a comfortable and very pleasant trip. No stop after passing Camden, insuring good time for train.

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