Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 9 June 1899 — Page 7

Montezuma's Dauotoer.

By H. RIDER HAGGARD.

[Copynsnt. lS'AT, by tlio Author.] CHAPTER I. THE STORY OF THOMAS WIXGFIEI.D. I, Thomns Wiugi'ijld, was born here at Ditch inghani and in this very room where I write today I urn sprunq- from tho family of tho Wing.'k'Ws of Wingficld castle, in Suffolk, that lies somo two hours on horseback from thi- place. My grandfather was a shrewd man, more of a yeoman than asnuir', 5us hinh was i-entle. Ho it was who Von^'it thi.5 place with the lands lVmiul it n..d {va^hcrcd lip some fortune, mostly 1)y v* nuirrying and livim:, for 1 I: h* but one son he was twice i::: rru!ii, iik'l .!so Iy trading ill cattle..

N(\v, my {^vVhi i:. ~as godly minded even to r.v -Tstltiou, nn:l, strange as it may :-eem. t" .'y one r.ou, nothing would satisfy him but that the liny should 1)0 made a pvicst. :t my father had lit,tlo leaning toward tl.c priesthood aiullii'e in a monastery, thou--h at all seasons my -grandfather strove to reason it into him, sometimes with words and examples, at others with his thic-U cudgel of holly that still hangs over the ingle in the smaller sitting room. The end of it was that the lad was sent to the priory here in Bungay, where his conduct was of such nature that within a year the prior prayed his parents to take him back and set him in someway of secular life. Xot only, said the prior, did my father cause scandal by his actions, breaking out of the priory at night and visiting drinking houses and other places, but such was the sum of his wickedness he" did not scruple to question and make mock of the very doctrines of the church, alleging even that there was nothing sacred in the image of tho Virgin Mary which stood in the chaiicol, and shut his eyes in prayer before all tho congregation when the priest elevated the host. Therefore," said the prior, I pray you to take back your son and let him find some other road tp the stake than hat which runs through tlie gates of Bungay"pi'ioiy.''

It was believed both by my grandfather and the prior that the true causoof my father's contumacy was a passion which he had conceived for a girl of humble birth, a miller's fair daughter who dwelt at Waingford Mills So the end of it was that ho went to foreign parts in the care of a party of Spanish monks, who had journeyed here to Norfolk on a pilgrimage to tho shripe of Our Lady of \V»lsingiiafii.

Thus it chanced that when he had sailed from Yarmouth a year and six months there came a letter from the abbot of the monastery in Seville to his brother, tho prior of St. Mary's at Bungay, saying that my father had fled from the monastery.

Two more years passed away, and then camo other news—namely, that my father had been captured that he had been handed over to the power of the holy office, as the accursed inquisition was then named, and tortured to death at Seville. When my grandfather heard this, he wept. Still he did not believe that my father was dead in truth, since on the lust day of his own life, that ended two years later, ho spoke of him as a living man and left messages to him as to the management of the lands which were now his.

And in the end it became clear that this belief was not ill founded, for one day, three years after the old man's death, there landed at the port of Yarmouth none other than my father, who had been absent some eight years in all. Xor did he come alone, for with him ho brought a wife, a young and very lovely lady, who afterward was my mother. She was a Spaniard of noble family, having been born at Seville, and her maiden name was Donna Luisa de Garcia.

There were three of us children—Geoffrey, my elder brother, myself and my sister 'Mary, who was one year my junior, the sweetest child and the most beautiful that I have ever known. We were very happy children, and our beauty was the pride of our father and mother and the envy of other parents. I was the darkest of the three, dark indeed to swarthiness, but in Mary tho Spanish blood showed only in her rich eyes of velvet hue, and in the glow upon her cheek that was like the blush on a ripe fruit.

My mother need to call me her little Spaniard because of my swarthiness—that is, when my father was not near, for such names angered him. She never learned to speak English very well, but he would suffer her to talk in no other tongue before him. Still when ho was not there she spoke in Spanish, of which language, however, I alono of the family became a master, and that was more because of certain volumes of old Spanish romances which she had by her than for any other reason. From my earliest childhood I was fond of such tales, and it was by bribing me with the promise that I should read them that she persuaded mo to learn Spanish, for my mother's heart still yearned toward her old sunny home, and often she would talk of it with us children, more especialiy in the winter season, which she hated as I do. Once I asked her if she wished to go back to Spain. She shivered and answered no, for there dwelt ono who was her enemy and would kill her also her heart was with us children and our father

Now, when I was 1834 yonrs old, on a certain evening in the month of May, it happened that a friend of my father's, ,{3quiro Bozard, late of tho hall in this parish, called at the lodge on his road from •Yarmouth, and in tho course of his talk let it fall that a Spanish ship was at anchor in the roads laden with merchandise. My father pricked up his ears at this and asked who her captain might be. Squire Bozard answered that ho did not know his name, but that ho had seen him in tho market place, a tall and stately man, richly dressed, with a handsome face and a scar upon his temnlo.

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At this news my mother turned pale beneath her olivo skin and .muttered in Spanish: ''Holy Mother, grant that it be not lie!"

My father also looked frightened and questioned the squire closely as to tinman's appearance, but without learning anything more. Then he bado him adieu with little ceremony, and taking horse rode away for Yarmouth.

That night my mother never slept, but sat all through it in her nursing chair, brooding over I know not what. As 1 l.- "t her when I went to my bed so I found her when I awo from it at dawn 1 can remember well pushing the dour ajar to sec her face glimmering white in tho twilight of the May morning as she sat, her largo eyes fixed upon tho lattice. ''You have risen early, mother," I sai'.l "I have never laid down, Thomas," she answered. "Why not? What do you fear?" "I fear the past and the future, my son Would that your father were back."

About 10 o'clock of that morning, as 1 was making ready to walk into Bungay to tho house of the physician under whom I was learning the art of healing, my father rode up. My mother, who was watching at the lattice, ran out to meet him.

Springing from his horse, ho embraced her, saying: "Be of good cheer, sweet it cannot be he. This man has another name." ''But did you see him?" she asked. "No he was cut ct his ship for the night, and I hurried homo to tell you, knowing yov.r ars. "It were survr if you had seen him, husband. Ho may well have taken another name." ''I never thought of that, sweet," my father answered, but have no fear. Should it be lie, and should ho dare to set. foot in the parish of Ditohinghain, there are those who will know how to deal with him. But I am sure that it. is not he." "Thanks be to Jesu then!" she said, and they began talking in a low voice.

Now, seeing that I was not wanted, 1 took my cudgel and started down the bridge path toward tho common footbridge, when suddenly my mother en He.! me back. "Kiss me before you go, Thomas," S!K said. "You must wonder what all thifnay mean. One day your father will tell .voii. iii ii.ifi io no wicii a snauow wmcn has hung over my lifo_for many years, IJUI that is, I trust, gone forevc-r." "If it bo a man who flings it, he h»:d best keep out of reach of this, "1 KaUl laughing and shaking my thick stick. "It is a man," she answered, "but OIK tQ_be (Icalr wirii otherwise tjian by.blow -.

"Kiss rnc before you IJO, Thomas," shi mid. niomas^Should you ever chance to~TTTeci him." '•Maybe, mother, but might is the I argument at the last, for tho most cuinr... have a life to lose." "'You are too ready to use your strength son,"she said, smiling and kissing me "Remember the old Spanish proverb, lit strikes hardest who strikes last.' "And remember tlio other proverb mother, 'Strike before thou art strick en,' I answered and went.

I never saw her again till sho was dead

CHAPTER II.

THE COMING OF TIIE SPANIARD. And now I must go back and speak oi my own matters. As I have told, it my father's wish that I should bo a physician, and since I came back from mj schooling at Norwich—that was when 1 had entered on my sixteenth year—I had studied medicine under tho doctor wh practiced his art in tho neighborhood oi Bungay. He was a very learned man an.' an honest, Grimstono by name, and as had some liking for tlio business 1 mad. good progress under him.

Medicinc was not tho only thing that studied in those days, however. Squire Bozard of Ditchingham, the same win told my father of the coming of the Span ish ship, had two living children, a son and a daughter, though his wife had borm him many more who died in iniV.ncy Tho (laughter was named Lily and of nr. own age, having been born three we.'U.after me in the same. year.

From our earliest days we children. JSo zards and Wingfields, lived almost brothers and sisters, for day by day we met and played together in tho snow or in rht flowers. Thus it would be hard for me say when I began to love l-ily or when shbegan to love me, but I know that wher I first went to school at Norwich. I grievee more at losing sight of her than because 1 must part from my mother and the lest In all our games she was ever my panne: and I would search the country round l'o days to find such (lowers as she chance to love. When I camo back from school, it was tho same, though by degrees Lily grew shier, and 1 also grew suddenly sinperceiving that from a child she had be come a woman. Still wo met often, and though neither said anything of it, it wa sweet to us to meet.

Thus things went on till this day of m\ mother's death. But before 1 go further must tell that Squire Bozard looked wit! no favor on tho friendship between hi daughter and myself, and this not becaus. he disliked me, but. rather because hi would have seen Lily wedded to my elde: brother, Geoffrey, my father's heir, and no to a younger son. So hard did he grov about the matter at last that we v. might scarcely meet except by seeming a cident, whereas my brother was over we.' come at the hall. And on this aeccu:-. some bitterness arose between us two broth ers, as is apt to be the case when a woniai comes between friends, however elo,--. f(! it must be known that my brother Geoli're also loved Lily, as all men would hu\\ loved her, and with a better right pexhap than I had, for ho was my elder by throi years and born to possessions.

Now, when I had attained 19 years I was a man full grown, and, writing as I do in AKtremo old age I may say it without falso Bhame, a very handsome youth to boot. I was not overtoil indeed, measuring but 5 feet 9]4 inclios in height, but my limbs were well made, and I was both deep and broad in the chest. In color I was, and.

my volute hair notwithstanding, am still, extraordinarily dark h\ied my eyes also were large and dark, and my hair, which Wiis wavy, was coal black. In my deportment I was reserved and grave to sadness in speech I was slow and temperato and more apt at. listening than in talking. I weighed mat ers well before I mado up my mind tip -,:] then), but being mado up nothing could turn me from that mind short of death itself on

ing and par ly tlir.u ,!i 'the workings of my own rear..* I I learned to doubt the doctrines of tl»e.church as (hey used to be set. out.

On thixsad d.fy-of-which 1 write knew that. Lily, wir-m I loved, \v,mi. 1 be walking alone :.\i:h the great pollard iks it» the park a*. Ditchingham hall.

Now, it chanced that on this afternoon 1 was hard put to it to escape to my tryst, for my master, tho physician, was ailing and sent me to visit tho sick for him, carrying them their medicines. At tho last, however, between 4 and 5 o'clock, I fled, asking no leavo. Taking tho Norwich road, I ran for a mile and more till I had passed the Manor House and tho church turn and drew near to Ditchingham park. Then I dropped my paco to a walk, for I did not. wish to como before Lily heated and disordered, but rather looking my best, to which end I had put on my Sunday garments. Now as I went down tlio little hill in the road that runs past tho park I saw a man on horseback who looked lirst at the brfdle path that at this spot turns off to tho right, then back across the common lands toward tho Vineyard hilis and the Waveney, and the: along the road, as though lie did not know which way to turn. I was quick to notice things, though at this moment my mind was not at its swiftest, being set oh other matters and cliielly as to how I should tell my tale to Lily, and I saw at onco that this man was not of. our country. xie was very tan aim nooio looKing, dressed in rich garments of velvet adorned by a gold chain that hung about his neck, and, as I judged, about 40 years of age. But it was his faco which chiefly caught my eye, for that moment there was something terrible about it. It was long, thin and deeply carved. The eyes were largo and gleamed like gold in sunlight tho mouth was small and well shaped, but it wore a devilish and cruel sneer tlio forehead lofty, indicating a man of mind, and marked with a slight scar. For tlio rest the cavalier was dark and southern looking his curling hair, like my own, was black, and he wore a peaked chestnut colored beard.

By the time that I had finished these observations my feet had brought me almost to the stranger's side, and for the iirst time be caught sight of me. Instantly his face changed, the sneer left it, and it became kindly and pleasant looking. Lifting his bonnet with much courtesy, he stammered something in broken Engli. .of which all I could catch was the word Yarmouth. Then, perceiving that I did not understand him, he cursed the English tongue, and all those who spoke it, aloud and in good Castilian. "If the senor will graciously express Irs wish in Spanish," I said, speaking in that language, it may be in my power to help him." "What, you speak Spanish, young sir!" he said, starting, "and yet you are not a Spaniard, though by your face you well might be. Caramba, but it is strange!" and he eyed mo curiously. "It maybe strange, sir," I answered, "but I am in haste. Be pleased to ask your question and let me go.'' '•All," ho said, "perhaps I can guess the reason of your hurry. I saw a white robe down by the streamlet yonder,'' and ho nodded toward the park. Tako the advice of an older man, young sir, and be careful. Make what sport you will with such, but never believe them and never marry them—lest you should live todesiro to kill them!"

Here I made as though I would pass on, but ho spoke again: '•Pardon my words tliey wero well meant, and perhaps you may come to learn their truth. I will detain you no more. Will you graciously direct me on my road to Yarmouth, for I am not sure of it, having ridden by another way, and your English country is so full of trees that a man cannot see a mile?"

I walked a dozen paces down the bridle path that joined tlio road at this place and pointed out tho way that he should go, past Ditchingham church. As 1 did so I noticed that while I spoke the stranger was watching my face keenly, and it seemed to me with an inward fear which ho strove to master and could not. When I had finished, ho raised his bonnet and thanked me, saying: "Will you be so gracious as to tell me your name, young sir?" "What is my name to you?" I answered roughly, for I disliked this man. "You havo not told me yours." "No, indeed I am traveling incognito Perhaps I also havo met a lady in these parts," and he smiled strangely. "I only wished to know tho name of one who had done mo a courtesy, but who, it seems, is not so courteous as I deemed." And lie shook his horse's reins. "I am not ashamed of my name," 1 said. '"It iias been an honest ono so far, and if you wish to know it it is Thomas Wingflold." "I thought it," ho cried and as ho spoke his face grew like the faco of a fiend. Then before I could find time oven to wonder he had sprung from his horso and stood within three paces of me. "A lucky day! Now wo will seo what truth there is in prophecies," he said, drawing his silver mounted sword "A name for a name Juan do Garcia gives you greeting, Thomas Wingflold."

Now, strango as it may seem, it was at this moment only that there flashed across mind the thought of all that 1 had lieard about the Spanish stranger, tho report of whoso coming to Yarmouth had stirred my father and mother so deeply. At any other timo I should havo remembered it soon enough, but on this day I was so set upon my tryst with Lily and what I should say to her that nothing elso.could hold a pljuso in my thoughts.

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in Grub-well, as (ho spot- is colled, grew, indeed sliM grow, certain hawtiv-'-n trees that are the earliest to blow of anv in these parts, and when we had met. at: the church door on the Sunday Lily raid that there would be bloom upon them by tho Wednesday, and on that afternoon she. should go to cut it. It may well be that sho spoke thus with design, for love will breed cunning in the heart of the most guileless and truthful maiil. Then and there I vowed to myself that I also would bo gathering hawthorn 1 ioom in this same place, and on that. Wednesday afternoon—yes, even if I must pi. truant and leavo all the sick of Bungay to nature's nursing. Moreover, I was determined on ono thing—that if I could iii:d Lily alono I would delay no longer, but tell her all that was in my heart, no great secret indeed, for though no word of love had ever passed between us as yet each knew (ho other's hidden thoughts.

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self, and then I said no more, for ho was oil me, sword tip. I saw tho keen point flash toward me and sprang to ono side, having a desire to tly, as, being unarmed except for my r.Uek, I might havo done without, shame. But spring as I would 1 could not avoid tho thrust, altogether. It was aimed at my heart, and it pierced the sleeve of my left arm, passing through tho tlesli—no more. Yet. at the pain of that cui all thought of (light left me, and instead of it a cold anger lilied me, causing me to wish to kill this man who had attacked me thus and unprovoked. In my hand was my stout, oaken staff, which I had cut myself on the hanks of Hollow hill, and ii 1 would light 1 must make, such play with this as 1 might. It. seems a poor weapon indeed to match against: a Toledo blade in the hands of one who could handle it well, and yet. there are virtlies ill a cudgel, for when a man sees himself threatened with it he is likely to forget that ho holds in his hand a more deadly weapon, and to take to the guarding of his own head in place of running his adversary through the body.

And that was what, chanced in this case, though how it came about exactly 1 cannot tell. The Spaniard was a fine swordsman, and had 1 been armed as he was would doubtless have overmatched me who at that age had no practice in the art, which was almost unknown in England. But when IK1 saw the big slick nourished over him lie forgot his own advantage and raised his arm to ward away tIn blow Down it came upon the, back .of his hand, and his sword fell from it (o the grass But I did not spare liini because of that, for my blood was up. Tho next stroke took him on the lips, knoekingout a tooth and sending him backward. Then I caught him by the leg and beat him unmercifully, not upon the head indeed, for now thai 1 was victor I did not wish to kill one whom I thought a madman, as I would that I had done, but on every other part of him.

Indeed 1 thrashed him till my arms were weary, and then I fell to kicking him, and all the while he writhed like a wounded snake and cursed horribly, though ho never cried out or asked for mercy. At last 1 ceased and looked at him, and ho was no pretty sight to see. Indeed what with his cuts and bruises and tho miro of tho roadway it would have been hard to know him for the gallant cavalier whom I had met not five* "minutes before. But uglier than all his hurts was tho look in his wicked eyes as he lay there on his back in the path way and glared up at mo. "Now, friend Spaniard," I said, you havo learned a lesson, and what is there to hinder me from treating you as you would have dealt with mo who had never harmed you?" And I took up his sword and held it to his throat. "Strike homo, you accursed whelp!" ho answered in a broken voice. "It is better to die than live to remember such shame as this." "No," I said "I am no foreign murder er to kill a defenseless man. You shall away to the justieo to answer for yourself. The hangman has a rope for such as you." "Then you must drag mo thitlicr," he groaned and shut his eyes a.s though with faintness, and doubtless he was somewhat faint.

Now, as 1 pondered on what should be dono with tho villain, it chanced that 1 looked up through a gap in the fence, and there, among the Grubswell oaks .'500 yards or more away, I caught sight of the flutter of a white robe that I knew well, and il seemed to me that the wearer of that robe was moving toward the bridge of tho "watering," as though she were weary of wait ing for one who did not come.

Then I thought to myself that if I staid to drag this man to the village stocks oi some other safe place (here would bean end of meeting with my love that: day, and I did not know when I might lind another chance. Now, I would not have missed thai hour stalk with Lily to bring a score 1 murderous minded foreigners to their de

I thrashed him till my irms were wcurij. serts. And, moreover, this one had earned good payment for his behavior. Surely thought I, he might wait awhile till I_h:id done my lovemaking, and if he would not wait I could lind a means to make him do so. Not x!() paces from us the horse stood cropping the grass. I went to him and undid his bridle rein, and with it. fastened the Spaniard to a small wayside tree a.best I was able. "Now, here you stay," I said, "till I an, ready to fetch you," and 1 turned to go.

But as I went a great doubt took me. and once more I remembered my mother's fear, and how my father had ridden in haste to Yarmouth on business about a Spaniard. Now today a Spaniard had wan dered to Ditchingham, and when he learn ed my name had fallen upon me, madly trying to kill me. Was not this the mai. whom my mother feared, and was it righi that I should leave him thus that I might go Maying with my dear? I knew in my breast that it. was not right, but I was so set upon my desire and so strongly did my heartstrings pull me toward lie: wlio&c white robe now fluttered on the Elope of tho Park hill that I never heeded the warning.

Well had it been for me if I had dono so and well for some who wero yet unborn. Then they had never known death, nor 1 the land of exile, the taste of slavery and the altar of sacrifice.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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RURAL ROUTE NO- 2. Mrs. Boaz is entertaining company from Illinois.

Delia Watkins is now staying at New Market. There will be preaching at Otterbein Sunday night

Miss Dora Wray is visiting her cousin at New Market. Miss Anna Douglas is staying with Mrs. Hinton Grider.

Ed Stephens is working for Mr. Alberson near Garfield. W. P. Wingert, of Cloverdale, visited relatives here last week.

Mrs. Ellen Snyder has 350 little chickens. Who can beat that. A1 Stephens and Marshall Faust are building fence for Frank Hyrd.

Milton Kessler entertained his uncle Paul, of Crawfordsville, Tuesday. Ii. C. Forgey and family visited G. L. Mills in the city last Thursday.

Enoch Simms has improved his farm with anew fence next to the road. Dal Thompson, Isham Everson and others spent Sunday at the Shades.

Wash Snyder has a new set of buggy harness and now sports them high. Mr. and Mrs. J. H, Harslibarger took dinner Sunday at IJenry Davidson's.

Several from here attended the commencement oxercises at l'arkersburg. Amazon Ward and wife visited their son, Grant, near New Market, Sunday.

Miss Alma Weimer. of Bloomington, spent Sunday with P. L. Combs and wife.

Marion Baker and wife, of Hartford, Conn., visited at Bruce Carr's last week.

When writing items for THK JOURNAL write only on one side of your paper.

Have all your mail matter directed to number of your route to insure delivery.

Ben Kessler filled his regular appointment at Mr. Hostetter's Sunday evening.

Pendleton Wray, wife and children, and Ida Fletcher spent Sunday at D. D. Wray's.

Charley Buser and family and W. P. and Mrs. Daggett called on A. G. Kessler Tuesday,

Edward Grimes, the dairyman, is having his dairy cattle herded along the highway.

Wm. Jarvis and family, of Illinois, and Dick Skelton visited at Wm. Martin's, Sunday.

The surprise party for Delia and Roscoe Watkins Thursday night was well attended.

Prof. Thomas and wife and Prof. Bodine and sister spent Sunday at D. H. Davidson's.

Earl Kelsey and Charles Wright attended commencement at Parkersburg Saturday night.

Misses Alice Neif and Salome Kessler attended Sunday school at Bethel Sunday evening.

Rural carriers can get you money orders, get them cashed and have your letters registered.

The wheat is a failure on this route, eight of every ten fields having been plowed up for corn.

David Douglas and wife visited at Lem McMullen's, near Yountsville, Thursday and Friday.

Charley Wingert, wife and daughter, Okie, of Crawfordsville, viBited his brother, Joe, Sunday.

James Grimes has put fifteen head of fine castle on pasture which he rented of Henry Wray.

Arlie Combs returned home Thurs day after a week's visit with his grandparents near Pimento.

Misses May Lawrence and Carrie Sweet, of New Market, visited Miss Anna Taylor over Sunday.

Misses Nora and Lola Davidson, Cora Wright and Nina Corn visited Oak Hill cemetery Friday afternoon.

Arthur Hays has returned home to spend vacation, after going to col lege at DePauw last winter.

Soon every gravel road will be a mail route. Keep your roadB in good repair if you want free delivery.

S. C. Graybill and family, A. Ward and wife, and R. G. Crist and wife were Sunday visitors at Grant Ward's.

ErneBt Crane and Miss Ethel Randell, of Boone county, visited the lat ter's uncle, James Randell, over Sunday.

Misses Nora and Lola Davidson, Cora Wright and Nina Corn visited Wabash college Friday and attended chapel in the morning.

Mrs. Byrd and brother returned last week from a visit with their brother living in Illinois. His wife is not ex pected to live.

Mr. Shaver and Mr. Norquest, two youDg men from WabaBh college, gave us three very interesting talks Sunday it Whitesville.

Mrs. J. N. Harshbarger took sick at the home of her daughter, MrB. Henry Davidson, Sunday afternoon, but is getting along fine.

John Magill and wife, Mrs. James Nelson and daughter Hallie, of Morton, visited at H. C. Forgey's Saturday, Sunday and Monday.

MrB. E. V. Brookshire, of Washington, D. is home for college commencement.her nephew,Homer David son, being one of the graduates.

John Wright and family, Jeff Hinkle and wife and daughter, Olive, and Stella Vanscoyoc and James Randel and wife were at Uncle Jerry Hinkle's Sunday

Misses Nora and Lola Davidson and Nina Corn and Cora Wright went to Crawfordsville last Friday and visited the college buildings. They were well pleased with their visit.

The graduating exercises of Scott township were held at Parkersburg, Saturday evening. Oharley Martin,

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Sam Gott and Arthur Buser, of Route No. 2, were member, of the class. The debating society met at Fairview Friday night. question, "Resolved, That pride and ambition have caused more misery than ignorance and superstition." Tho negative won the decision. Debate, again June 23.

Henry Davidson has trimmed up his shade trees along the roadside, bringing his beautiful home in full view of the traveler. Iienry is a hustler and knows when to be up-to-date.

George May, our enterprising colored farmer, has given up the idea of winning a blushing young girl for a wife and has sold to Manson Gilliland his fine young trotting horse and new huggy, taking a second hand buggy in part pay, thinking that more appropriate to ride out with tho widowB and old maids.

There is some complaint of patrons of the routes mailing their letters at outside oflice6. If you wish to retain free delivery it is the duty of all to purchase mail supplies and mail your letters with your carrier, who makes a daily report to the department of the number of letters and papers delivered and collected andtamount of supplies sold. Lot each one try to make as large a showing as possible on their route and we will retain free delivery.

Eariy one Monday morning in May, Mr. Oliphant, our jovial and kind hearted pedagogue, started to work. He no doubt was tired and sleepy from the previous night's adventure, and after reaching the Held, concluded to build a fire and take a nap. So, no sooner thought of than done. He then sat down ana began singing his favorite song, "The Lily of the Valley." and was soon fast asleep in deep meditations of love. He might have been there yet had not his loving father Been the fire and started out to investigate. He found hiB darling boy lying amid the burning

buBhes

with his

eyebrows and mustache burned off. He was instantly aroused before any other damage wae done. He now goes without a muBtache but is thankful that his father saved him from being cremated.

LADOGA

Mr. and Mrs. Urban Stover are visiting home folks. Mrs. P. M. Fudge and family are visiting relatives in Ohio.

Bricks are being hauled for the new business houses which are soon to be built.

Pressley Johnson removed his household goods to his farm near ParkerBburg.

John L. Hal lock, of Ambia, is viBitmg F. N. Muriett and family this week.

Quite a crowd of Odd Fellows attended the celebration at Maysville Sunday.

Mrs. G. M. Parker, who has been quite ill for a couple of weeks, is somewhat improved.

Mrs G. W. Havens has returned from Richmond, where she was called by the illness of her brother.

The ice cream supper given Saturday by the Aid Society of the Christian church was well attended.

Ladoga citizens are out gunning for cats with chickenivorous proclivitiesOnly two hue been bagged up to date.

The east bound Midland trains have been unable to run for two or three days on account of briages being washed away.

Monday was roBe day with the art needle circle. The ladies very pleas-* antly entertained their husbands at the home of Mrs Henry Miller.

Miss L'zz'te Burton met, with a serious accident Saturday morning. She was carrying a hot iron when the stove hook, with which she carried the iron, slipped and struck her in tho eye. Her eye ball and eye lid were badly burnned but thus far her sijrht is uninjured.

Dr. Ristine was called from Crawfordsville to consult with Dr. -Lidlkay over the case of Ed Heavenridge. Mr. Heavenridge has been sick for some time past but would not give up until last week. His disease was caused from cigarette smoking and the doctors say there is but a slight chance of his recovery.

Deafueas llitmiut lie Cured

tiL'SF111 "^"cationB, ,ls they cannot reach the diseased portion of theeiir. There is onlv

cure

9?afne8s- that Is by con^

stitutional romedies. Deafness is PKUCOH an Inllattted condition of the mucmiQ lifiSl Of the Eustachian Tube. \Vh ™n thfc tube ii

y°iU

^ave

tt

runiblinK-sound

or im­

perfect hearing, and when it is entirely closed deafness is the result, and unle.s the mllammation can betaken out and this tub* restored to its normal condition, hearing will be destroyed forever nine r.ahpVnit^? are caused by catafrh, which is nothing but

Wn ed condition of the mucous surfaces Yli1

give°

ue

Hundred Dollars for anv

case of deafness (caused by catarrh) that r-in. not b« cured by Hall's CaUvVrh Oure Send for circulars freo. F. J. COENBY &CO.,

IP1? by druggists, 75c.

T0lefl0, Q'

Halls tamlly Pills are the best.

Is it a burn? Use Dr Thnm«C loctric Oil. A cut? Use Dr TK Eclectric Oil. At your druFgJtS.°ma8