Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 5, Number 86, Decatur, Adams County, 6 April 1907 — Page 4

II! IK Accurate price* paid by Decatur merchant* for various product*. Corrected every day at 2 o’clock. BUFFALO STOCK MARKET. EAST BUFFALO, N. Y., April 6.— Receipts, cattle, 2 cars; market, steady. I Prime steers @56.10 Medium steers @55.50 Stockers to best feeders... @54.25 Cows @54.25 Receipts, hogs, 30 cars; market steady. Mediums and heavies .... @sy2s Yorkers @s-25 Pigs @5,.15 Receipts, sheep, 50 cars; market steady. Best spring lambs @$S.75 Wether sheep @56.65 Mixed sheep @56.25 Culls, clipped @55.00 CHICAGO MARKETS. Chicago markets closed today at 1:15 p. m., according to the Decatur Stock & Grain Exchange. May wheat 76% July wheat ‘B% May corn 4 *> 1 * May oats 4 - July corn 4 July oats 37% May pork $15.87 July pork 15.97 PITTSBURG MARKETS. Union stock yards, Pittsburg, Pa., April 6. —Hog supply, 10 cars; market steady. Heavies @57.15 Mediums @57.15 Yorkers @s>.ls Light @57.10 Pigs @5..10 TOLEDO MARKETS. Changed every day at 3 o'clock by, J D. Hale. Decatur special wire •ervtce. Wheat, cash 78 May wheat 7914 July wheat 80% May corn 4 ®% July corn 4,% Oats, cash 44 May oats 43 July oats 39 Rye 69 STOCK. By Fred Schelman Lambs, per cwt. $5.00@56 00 Cattle, per cwt [email protected] Calves, per cwt [email protected] Cows, per cwt [email protected] oer cwt [email protected] Hogs, per cwt @56.00 COAL— PER TON. Hocking lump $4.25 Virginia Splint 4.50 Domestic Nut 4.00 Washed Nut 4.50 Pittsburg lump 4.00 Pocahontas 4.75 Kentucky Cannell 6.0 fl Anthracite 7.50 Charges for carrying coal —25c per ton or fraction thereof; upstairs, 50 cents per ton. OTHER PRODUCTS. By Various Grocers and Merchants Eggs, per dozen 13c Butter, per pound 18c Potatoes 50c Lard 9c GRAIN. By G. T. BURK, successor to Carrol! Elevaor company. Big 4 White Seed cats for sale or exchange to farmers. Wheat. No. 2, red $ 71 Wheat. No. 3, red 70 Oats, No. 3, white 36 Barley 39 Rye, No. 2 55 Clover seed 8.00 Alsyke 6.50 Tlmotbv seed 2.00 No. 1 Timothy hay, baled 13.50 No. 1 Clover hay, baled 11.00 No. 2 Mixed hay, baled 12.00 No. 1 Clover hay, baled 12.00 Corn 58 Corn, white, per cwt 43c@51c Machine husked corn, one cent lesa. o JACKSON HILL COAU By George Tricker. (Wholesale.) Al or 2 Jackson Hill lump, t. o. b ■line. $2.50, t. o. b. Decatur, $3.70; eook stove nut, f. o. b. Decatur, $3.70; Hocking lump, $1775, f. o. b. mine; Hocking lump, $3.05,, t o. b. Decatur; Splint lump, $1.55 L o. b. mine; Bplint lump, $3.10, t o. b. Decatur. MARKET NOTES. Corn—% cent lower. Receipts at Chicago today: Hogs 14000 Wheat 16 cars Corn 466 cars Oats 220 cars Cattle 2000 Sheep 15000 Estimate tor tomorrow: Hogs 25000 Oats 14 cars Wheat 461 cars Corn 239 cars WHEAT, FLOUR, ETC. The Oak Roller Mills quotation Oak Patent flour $3.6*@54.00 Bran, per ton $20.00 Middlings, per ton 20 00 Rough meat, per cwt 100 Klin dried meal, per cwt 150 Screenings, No. 1, oer bu 80 Screenings, No. 2, per bu. 40 Cop feed, per ton SO.OO Wheat, No. 2, per bushel ..... 71 WOOL AND HIDES. Hv h Kaiver & Son. ’Phone 442. Beef hides .. 8c Calf hides, B@ls lbs @loc PurlSuTu sc® .30 Muskrat sc@ .30 Wool 24c@ .28 pelts [email protected]*l Tallow 4%

c-a as as rs••••••••• : His Great : : Discovery. : . • • By Cecily Allen. o • • • Copyright. 1907. by E. C. Parcella. • •••••••••••••••••••••••••• The Pelham twin who wore petticoats smiled in superior fashion on the Pelham twin who wore pants. The proud possessor of infinitesimal knickerbockers glared baek at her of the petticoats. “I shall have to tell mumzey,” said Miss Petticoats. “If you do I shall pinch you black and blue,” replied her brother, nearly tearing himself away from Douglas Raymond, newly arrived assistant at Morris Manor school, who was awkwardly trying to fasten coat buttons for his rebellious pupil. “Natalie has been waiting most an hour. She says your naughtiness will, > give her new money, maybe, and I you’ll be sorry when she's dead.” "I won’t give her anything of the sort, you ninn,” replied the Pelham in pants as he jerked on his mitten. “And I love Natalie much better than you do! Anyway, I was only kept in ten minutes, eh, Mr. Raymond?” Very gravely Douglas Raymond drew out his watch and glanced at it. “Twelve minutes, and you might have gone two minutes ago if you had . not tied the sleeves of your coat together. Tell your nurse that the next time you are kept in for being a naughty boy she had best come inside and wait” The Pelham twins trotted sturdily toward the door, the boy flinging over his shoulder: "Natalie Is not our nurse. We don't have a nurse any more. She’s our sister.” Then, stopping stock still, he added: “And there will not be any next time. Cracky, won’t Natalie be tickled when I tell her you thought she was > our nurse!” Douglas Raymond sighed as the door ' closed on the twins. Then he crossed , the room and stood looking down in I the street. And for this he had taken high college honors! He had just missed a small college professorship — through lack of influence — and with his mother dependent upon him he had not dared to refuse the liberal financial offer of the master of Morris Manor, a flourishing private school overlooking the Hudson. Even that offer had not come until midwinter. after death had caused a vacancy on the Morris Manor staff and when Douglas had almost decided to give up his college ambitions and dig into commerce. Morris Manor was a boarding school for boys, with a few day pupils drawn from the rich owners of country homes | thereabouts. Just across the tree lined I avenue was a fashionable school for I girls. Evidently from this school had come the small sister of his rebellious pupil. He leaned over the window ledge to see whether they were safely on their homeward way. and suddenly his fingers gripped the rough stone coping. The twins were dancing up the street, one on either side of a tall, slender girl, clad in a natty skating suit, with a scarlet tam-o’-shanter on her well poised bead. “Natalie”— And he had not guessed. However, he would know the graceful walk, the splendidly poised head, among a thousand. The trio disappeared around the corner, and he hurried back to his desk. “William Reginald Felham.” There it stood on the “D” class list. Douglas had not had time to become familiar with his roll book. The wise looking little laddie who said such astonishingly rebellious things in such a precise way had been known to him during that first school day only as "Willie.” If he had only known, most certainly he would not have detained the boy and let her stand out in the cold. What if she did have pneumonia— He tried to correct the copy books, but his thoughts would wander. Why was she here? Why had she not carried out her original intention of going abroad to study art? And, If she was not studying, what was the Pelham family doing at their country place in midwinter, with the social season in full swing In the city? He might have known that Willie was her brother. Her odd, demure way of saying startling things had first attracted his attention to her and finally nearly wrecked his last year in college. How could he work. then, with the thought that love and the girl who was all in the world to him were alike ' beyond his reach? There was his future to carve, his mother to support, a few of his father’s debts to pay, and on the other side Natalie Pelham, the Pelham wealth, the Pelham position. She had been flirting with him. of course, not willfully, but just because it came as naturally to her as eating and drinking. She had never taken him seriously, and after commencement day, when he had gone out west to teach in a summer school and give his mother a little rest in a quiet summer resort, he had dropped out of her life just as If there had never been I teas in the “frat” room, moonlight walks on the campus, football games and promenades which they had enjoyed in common. And here she was again, just when he needed to hold himself well in hand. One thing he I must do—avoid her disturbing presence. her magnetic charm, if he possibly could. Thereafter, in justice to the other pupils, be explained to himself, he showed no partiality to the Pelham twin. , In fact, that youth. If he had not been , so perfectly cognizant of his own I mischievous wrongdoing, might have l complained of discrimination. But ev-

ery afternoon Raymond stood st the window and watched the slender figure with its two small charges hurry through the crisp winter air. She must have changed, he argued to himself. Certainly she had settled down, for she could not be doing the opera, teas and receptions and cail for those children every afternoon. And then came the day of the blizzard. Raymond watched it shut down on Morris Manor and could hardly keep away from the window. Was she com-1 Ing for those children on foot? By the way, it was odd that she never came with a sleigh or carriage. Other children were claimed by fur clad footmen or strong elder brothers. Nearly all the day pupils were gone. Patty Pelham had not even tried to come across the street from the school for girls. Raymond began to pace the floor. “Do you think your sister has forgotten or Is afraid to come out? Don’t you think you had better go home with Wilfred Bailey when his mother sends for him ?” > "Oh, Natalie will be here all right. She’s probably fussing with Patty's rubbers. Natalie is not afraid of anything.” Ten minutes later she staggered down the street, and Raymond dashed down- | stairs, drawing her through the door I and shutting out the mad storm, with a j thousand furies tearing at his heart. Why had he not gone to meet her? He ' led her Into the class room, tore off her . wraps, chafed her hands and her face, ' sending the oldest boy to the principal’s office for brandy and help. An hour passed before the strain was over, and then they sat facing each other in Mrs. Morris’ small Bitting room. An awkward silence fell between them. “Please do not worry any more,” he said finally. "I caught your house on the phone just before the wires went down, and no one is worrying. The teachers at Miss Montgomery’s will look after Patty, and Mrs. Morri* is having a room made ready for you to stop here. You are quite sure you feel no pain in your side or chest? Are you quite comfortable?” The girl leaned back in her chair and smiled. “I am comfortable —and happy. How far off June seems! It must have been In the dark ages”— Douglas Raymond leaned forward and looked into her eyes. There was no mischief in the answering glance. “When your father failed—when you were in trouble, why did you never write? You must have known—that the altered circumstances broke down the one barrier between us.” “Oh, they were not so much altered. I wasn’t suffering, you know. We have a little left—enough to educate the children and live comfortably—and”— “Yes? Didn’t you want me?” he whispered. “I was afraid—you might think that all that sort of thing had made any difference before. It hadn’t, you know —only you would not speak”— “Oh, and you told Patty it was not nice to let boys kiss her, and you’re doing it.”» Raymond stood up very suddenly, and Natalie, leaning over the back of her chair, laughed into Willie's shocked face. “Did you remark that dinner was ready?” “No, I didn’t, but it is. and if you don't come at once I shall tell Mrs. Morris—why.”

Leather Guns. Leather guns are somewhat of a curiosity. the honor of having invented them being a matter of dispute between the nations of Sweden and Scotland. According to one account, they were built of the most hardened leather, girt about with hoops of iron and brass. According to another, they had a core of tin and were bound round with cordage. In neither case could they be expected to last long, though we are told that they could be "brought to discharge” as often as ten times in succession, but when we reflect how few are the rounds that can be fired from the monster guns of our own day without renewal of the inner tube we cannot afford to sneer at the shortness of their life. They were at any rate mobile, for they could be carried on a pony's back or stacked together by the half dozen in "barricades of wood” borne on wheels. Moreover, they did good service more than once, as, for instance, at Newburn and at Cropredy bridge. Later on they seem to have fallen into disrepute, for we hear of the “leather guns by which the king and country hath been cheated.” though even at Killiecrankie Mackay had some of "Sandy’s stoups,” as they were called, with him.—Macmillan’s Magazine.

A Cataplasm. An airy young doctor settled in a village where an old physician had long practiced. One day the two were brought together at a consultation, and on this occasion the young M. D. essayed to extinguish the old man with his preponderosity of knowledge. He accordingly began to rattle off Latin phrases and French idioms in a manner that startled the old gentleman. “Yes,” mused the old man meditatively as he rubbed his chin, “that’s bo, that's so. But what do you think of a cataplasm for this case?” “A—a what?” ejaculated the new doctor, completely dumfounded. “A cataplasm,” was the reply. “Well, I am not familiar with that mode of treatment though I’ve seen It advertised. It’s something new, isn’t It?” “New? Great gracious, no!” exclaimed the old physician, thoroughly enjoying the joke. “A cataplasm means simply a poultice. It always has meant a poultice and probably always will.” The young doctor straightway subsided.—London Mall.

W©©ffialg» By RITA KELLEY. Copyright, 1907, by Homer Sprague. b- -~-d Eloise was having thoughts. That they were not pleasant thoughts was proved by the hurry with which she donned her tan ulster and close brown walking hat and slipped out of the i house. She hurried down brilliantly I lighted Broadway, hoping that the new experience of being alone, unchaperon- | ed, unprotected, amid the rush of life . on all sides, might divert her mind. | She was halted at last by a man with I a megaphone. He was shouting: "All | aboard for Chinatown! Right this way. Tickets two dollars. Al! aboard for Chinatown!” She looked up at the huge, ugly “rubberneck wagon,” now fairly transformed Into a bower of beauty of red, white and blue electric lights and Chinese lanterns bobbing in the chill breeze. It seemed to offer surcease from the insistent, uncomfortable thoughts at the back of her brain. The old wagon in its brave array held some of the allurements of fairyland and its happy irresponsibility, and on the spur of the moment she whipped out her purse

® ' L; j 5) T ' r Hi p. L ft & H “WHAT AKE TOC DOING HEBE?" H-f DEMANDED. from her ulster pocket, bought her ticket and climbed in among the lanterns well toward the front George had dared to insinuate that ehe could not get along without him. He had acted as if he were as much a part of her life as her daily ride in the park, her nights at the opera, her cotillon favors. Worse still, there had been, too, the suggestion that he was bo much a part of her existence that she could not get along without him. Other girls were wooed and hard won. She was taken for granted. And she wanted romance —“heart interest" she had heard it called when the drama was under consideration. All her life had the conventional been wrapped around her like a dun colored cloak. She would have freedom from conventionality—and George. A thrill of anticipation ran through her as the big. clumsy vehicle wheeled cautiously and threaded its way down the crowded streets. Through the Tenderloin, the Ghetto, the Bowery—all those localities of which she had beard, but never seen —it went. When it halted at last she was In the front of the party, still determinedly eager to get outside of herself. The conductor had taxen her under his wing, and she felt very safe and sure. They had climbed up and up and up many winding, creaking, unsafe stairs to the joss house, a heathenish, garish place filled with a mixture of rare carvings, embroideries, ivories and apparently worthless junk. The conductor of the party waited to give his explanation until the loiterers bad gone. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said, “wait a few minutes, and I will explain this Interesting place. There are some people present who did not come with the party and who are waiting in the hope that they will get the benefit of what I am about to tell you.” A little woman In a blue tailored suit edged her way with asperity into the crowd.

“Do you mean me?” she demanded. "I guess we have as good a right to be here as any one. And we’ll stay here till we are ready to go.” The conductor turned to Eloise for approbation. “The members of this party have each paid $2 for this valuable information, Mnd it is not fair to them to allow ! you to bear this for nothing. I know your kind. You have been following us around just to get this Information free. Not a night passes but I have trouble of thia kind, and it's got to stop.” The little woman fought off her friends who strove to lead her away. “And who are you that you should talk to me that way?” she cried. "Do you know who I am? I’ll have you arrested for Insulting a lady. My brother Is down now looking for a policeman. Do you hear?” she shrieked, maddened by her inability to impress the cool conductor. There a commotion In the doorway. and two men pushed through and thrust their lists under the conductor’s nose.

•TH report you,” th&y yelled, "for insulting a lady.” Eloise turned sick. She pushed out of the excited crowd, past the two emaciated, imperturbable old Chinamen behind their little trinket counter and fled to the balcony overlooking the main street of the Chinese quarter. It was horribly low. She shuddered at the thought of where she was and under what protection as she gazed down from the lantern hung balcony Into the street crowded with Chinese in their native dress—their pig faces, long cues and long nailed fingers holding paper bags filled with vegetables. “Eloise!” She jumped at the sound of her name and a man’s step on the balcony and pressed back against the wall of the bouse, staring with wild eyes at the man before her. “What are you doing here?” he demanded. “Why. you have never been out like this! What does it mean?” Sftfe gathered her forces suddenly for retaliation. “What if I haven't?” she said, somewhat breathlessly. “I am old enough to do as I choose —and —it Is not in the least your affair what I do!” She pushed past him into the incense laden interior to have the conductor present her with a package of joss sticks and a slip of paper covered with Chinese characters. “A fortune,” he said gallantly. "Ask your Chinese laundryman to read It for you.” “I haven’t a Chinese laundryman," she exclaimed passionately, "and I never will have one!” She ran almost blindly down the stairs and into the street, trusting to her instinct for locality to guide her to the nearest subway station. The orientals fell back in wild astonishment at sight of her fleeing figure, and a few fat old fellows said unintelligible things to her which caused a roar of laughter. Her cheeks were burning, her breath was coming in gasps, as she came into the little square marking the one time wickedest place in New York. All at once she felt that she was being followed. Quick, light footfalls were coming behind her. were keeping pace with hers, and terror clutched her heart. A few drunken men sprawled on the park benches. To return was impossible. She could never find the "rubberneck" party. There was nothing to do but keep on as best she could. *She emerged from the park ready to drop with exhaustion and was obliged to slow down to get her breath. To her relief she found the steps had stopped, and no one was in sight. She went on and on through the better streets of the wholesale district and at last saw the twinkling lights of surface cars ahead. She reached for her purse. It was gone! She stopped stock still on a corner, frozen with horror. Alone at 11 o’clock at night on a deserted street with no money and home miles away! The ills of her guarded, pampered life showed uppermost in this dilemma. A less favored girl would have known what to do. She stood there dazed, helpless, till the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps startled her into action. She sprang forward. “Eloise!” A man’s voice echoed her name commandingly among the skyscrapers. She collapsed all in a heap on the curbstone. "You—you—lovable girl,” he said, looking down at her limp person struggling for breath. “Oh, George,” she panted, “I didn't know it was you!” He sat down on the curb beside her. "I thought you did,” be said. “And there wasn’t any real danger?” she asked, wide eyed. "Oh, what a simpleton!” "None at all except from the ogre me.” he laughed shortly. “Oh, George, you are simply fine!” “You didn’t think so last week this time,” he said relentlessly. “But you didn’t insist,” she pouted. "A girl likes to be convinced.” “Oh, you—you—l will say it—foolish girl!” he said, with adoring eyes. The Word "Explode.” “Explosive” was first used in It* modern sense in the first quarter of the nineteenth century. “Explode” In the sense of “blow up” or “go off” is scarcely a century older. Before that people talked of a ball being “exploded” from a gun, the clouds "exploding” lightning or a volcano “exploding” lava, but that was very much nearer the word's original sense of driving away with scorn. “Explode,” In fact, is literally to clap away and was a technical word for driving an actor off the stage by contemptuous handclapping. That is the real meaning of an “exploded idea.” Her Glance Backward. In a Broadway car long past midnight a robust motherly woman sat with a well grown boy of about fifteen beside her. The boy had fallen asleep, and his bead rested heavily against her shoulder. A man entering the car was cordially greeted by the woman and was about to slap the boy on the knee when the mother Interposed. “Don’t wake 44m,” she pleaded. “He’s so big now that be is ashamed of doing childish things. This is the first time in a year that he has been my baby bey again. Let me enjoy IL” —New York Globe. Spoke For Himself. It is told of übaries Lamb that one afternoon, returning from a dinner party, having taken a seat in a crowded omnibus, a stout gentleman subee quently looked In and politely asked. “All full Inside?” "I don’t know how it may be with the other passengers,” answered Lamb, "but that last piece of entor nto Aid the bnslnwoe far ma”

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