Decatur Democrat, Volume 27, Number 3, Decatur, Adams County, 20 April 1883 — Page 4

TIFF YOUTHFUL PILOT. BY MISS JULIA PLEASANTS. On the bosom of a river, Where the sun unbinds its quiver, Or the starlight streams forever, Sailed a vessel light and free. Morning dewdrops hung like manna On the bright folds of her banner, While the zephyrs rose to fan her Safely to the radiant sea. At her prow a pilot, beaming In the flush of youth, stood dreaming, And he was in glorious seeming, Like an angel from above; Through his hair the breezes sported. And, as on the waves he floated, Oft that pilot, angel-throated. Warbled lays of hope and love. Through those locks so brightly flowing Buds of laurel bloom were blowing, And his hands anon were throwing Music from a lyre of gold. Bwlftlv down the stream he glided, Soft the purple waves divided. And a rainbow arena bidet! O’er his canvas’ snowy fold. Anxious hearts, with fond devotion. Watched him sailing to the ocean, Praying that no wild commotion Midst the elements might rise; And he seemed some young Apollo Charming summer winds to follow. While the water-flag’s corolla Trembled to his music-sighs. But those purple waves enchanted Rolled beside a city haunted By an awful spell that daunted Every comer to her shore; Night shades rank the air encumbered. And pale marble statues numbered Lotos-eaters, where they slumbered And awoke to life no more. Then there rushed with lightning quickness O'er his face a mortal sickness. And death-dews in fearful thickness Gathered o’er his temples fair; And there swept a mournful murmur Through the lovely southern summer, As the beautious pilot comer Perished by the city there. Still rolls on that radiant river, And the sun unbinds its quiver. Or the starlight streams forever On its bosom,as before; But that vessel’s rainbow banner Greets no more the gay savannah, And that pilot’s lute drops manna On the purple waves—no more! Found in the Thames. i The editor of the Studborough Daily Argus was a small, squat, cleanshaven man, with long straight hair so scrupulously flattened down and so carefully trimmed at the ends tiiat it almost looked as though it might have been woven. w Evidently a weak man this editor, yet a weak man who was striving with ail his might to be strong. There was a look of indecision about his eyes; his cheeks were pale and flabby; around his mouth there was not a single decisive line. Acting always under the inspiration of the proprietor of the Argus, he was constantly pondering as to how he might make others believe that the infractions which he issued were given on his own sole responsibility. There was a sort of wavering peremptoriness in his manner. lie liked to do peremptory things. If he asked a question of any of his subordinates it was in a style which seemed to say: “Yes, I know what the answer should be. My own mind is quite made up. I merely wished to see whether there is any similar power of decision in yours. ” The editor of the Studborough Daily Argus had a peremptory thing to do on the morning on which we made his acquaintance. He was putting himself in a proper frame of mind to do it with effect. He carefully smoothed out the morning papers on their separate piles. He arranged the morning letters under a paper-weight. He adjusted his blot-ting-pad. He took up his pen, bit the end of the holder viciously, and then placed it by the side of his desk. Then he rang a bell, ami a boy appeared. “Is Mr. Hosewarne come ?” “Don’t know, sir; I will go and see.” “If he is in his room, please to tell him that I desire a few moments’ conversation.” The boy disappeared, and a few minutes afterward there was a knock at the door, and a tall, bearded man of about 85 walked into the editor’s room. “Good morning, Mr. Rosewarne,” said the editor of the Stuborough Daily Argus. “Good morning, sir,” saidßosewarne. “I wish to speak to you on a matter that you may consider of some importance. J?ray sit down. ” Mr. Rosewarne sat down and waited for the editor to proceed. “During the late election. Mr. Rosewarne, ” the editor of the Argus went on to say, “you used a great deal of your private influence in favor of Mr. Drake.” “I recommended such of the electors as I could influence to split their votes between the two Liberal candidates.” “It did not strike you to inquire whether your employer, the proprietor of this journal, might care for Mr. Drake as a colleague in the representation of the liorough ?” “No, it did not. I concluded that he no longer desired the representation to be divided bet ween the two parties. In BI) V CASA T filvmxLdL coTcif'riAr'Tt'A it mj dutv to assist in keepingout the Torv.” “Well, we will not discuss that, Mr. Rosewarne; I see that we should not be likely to agree. However, it is of no consequence. What I sent for you to say is that we are about to make some rearrangements in our staff. Mr. Macculloch, who has written so many of our leaders during the election, while you have been in such important disagreement with us, is to receive a permanent engagement. We have no post that would suit him so well as yours. Recently you have not given ns so much satisfaction as of old. Believe me that Isay this with the deepest regret. It has been decided that your engagement with us shall terminate.” James Rosewarne had been sitting with his elbow on the table, his head bent downward, his eyes tracing the pattern of the carpet on the floor. He now rose to his feet, with the blood mantling to his forehead, and looked savagely at the editor of the Studborough Argus, who was tracing geometrical figures on his blotting pad with a quill pen. For a moment it looked as if there would be an explosion, but Rosewarne gained control of himself, gripped a booK which lay close to his hand, and merelv said: "When?” “Well, Mr. Rosewarne,” said the editor of the Studborough Argus, “we have no wish to treat vou harshly. We—” “Oh, never mind all th a*!” said Rosewarne. “When do you wish me to go?” “As Mr. Maccnlloch is ready to commence his labors, it would be well, I think, if vou could go at once. Still, I—’’ James Rosewarne turned on his heel and was going toward the door. “Allow me to say,” pursued the editor, "that personally I am extremely sorry that our connection has come to an end. Yon will see the cashier, of course He has been instructed to band you a quarter’s salary. And if we should be able to assist you in any way—” But James Rosewarne had slammed the door behind him and was gone. H. Studborongh is a grim, hard-looking, stony-hearted tow;n. It is full of sm< ke and tall chimneys. There is not a tree, or a grassy square, or a plot of garden ground anywhere between its center and its circumference. Nobody would live there by choice, only of necessity. James Rosewarne was to live in Studborough no longer. To terminate liis connection with the Argus was to banish him from the scene of eight years’ Lard work and straggle. There was no other newspaper in that district with wliich, his opinions being what they were, he could ally himself.

This was the first thought that struck him when his interview with the editor came to an end. He was very angry. He walked toward his home on the outskirts with long, rapid strides. Then, as his heat cooled, his pace moderated, and he began to consider his future. What must be his next step? “It is probable,” he considered, “that there is, somewhere on the surface of the globe, a special little corner for each of us, if we could only find it. But square pegs are being continually fitted into round holes. lam one of the square pegs, I suppose, and the square holes are in a minority. For every vacant post that I could fill there will be a hundred applicants or so. I have no qualities that will mark me out specially from the rest. I can do my work, perhaps, as well as the other ninety-uine, but probably not a whit better than any of them. The prospect is about as unpromising as it could possibly be.” Before he reached home he had succeeded in reasoning himself into a state of heavy despondency. He walked up to his door with a lagging step and a cloud on his face and an unaccustomed bend of the shoulders. “Here’s dada!” shouted his little daughter, as she ran toward him, but he merely patted her soft, smooth cheek and took her little hand, and said nothing. Then he glided up to his own room, among his books, and once more took stock of the situation. He was not a bold or a self-confident man, that is certain. Now that the ladder which he had been climbing had broken under him, he felt crushed and hopeless. How would his wife bear the blows? That was the question which, he kept putting to himself. He was afraid she would bear it ill. By and by he heard a light footstep on the stairs, and he pretended to be busy in the arrangement of his books. His wife stole behind him with a girl’s playfulness and placed her hands over his eyes. It was an old joke and he endeavored to laugh at it. Then he turned round, laid his hands on her shoulders and gazed tenderly into her eyes. Finally he drew her head toward him and played with her soft, wavy hair. “Something is the matter with you, James,” she said; “what is it?” “I am a little tired, Annie.” “And what else ?” He stood looking at her, playing with the wavy hair, saying nothing. “James, have you left the Argus?” she inquired, leaping to conclusions from the expression of his face. “Yes, Annie.” She looked stricken for a moment, as one who knew not what evil was to follow. Then, seeing how sad he w as, she laid her arm on his great shoulders and said: “Well, never mind, James; there are just as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it.” There was a little trepidation in her voice, but evidently she meant to be brave. Her words and manner contained just that bit of comfort which James Rosewarne wanted. He was able to think of the future now, if not with more hope, at least with less fear. “And what shall you do, James?” she asked, after a while. “I think I must go to London, Annie.” “And that is what you have been dreaming of all your life,” she said. “It is come to pass at last. Why, James, I am almost glad, for your sake, that the Argus has treated you so ill.” in. James Rosewarne had been a month in London and his prospects were not appreciably better than when he came. What few introductions he had been able to procure had been of no service to him. They did not come from persons of sufficient influence, or they were addressed to the w-rong men. He had provided himself with specimens of his work, and he found that they were useless. He could not get access to editors, or editors would not look at his specimens if he did. They were full of the world’s affairs; they were influencing ministries, molding public opinion, controlling the nation’s destinies; they had no time to spare for James Rosewarne. When he went to a newspaper office, and stated his desire to see Mr. A. or Mr. B. or Mr. C., a small slip of paper was handed him, and on this he was expected to write down his name and his business. The slip of paper was elevated to the upper story by means of a square box and a string, and then the porter was informed through a tube that Mr. A. or Mr. B. or Mr. C. was engaged- , , . James Rosewarne had been introduced to one editor by an acquaintance, and this gentleman had got rid of him by giving him a note to another editor, who was sorry that he had no present demand for his services. Once, by the help of the slip of paper and the squar. box with o. string, he was brought into communication with a newspaper proprietor who “personally conducted,” like Mr. Cook. This was a tall, thin, grizzled man, who talked incessantly for a quarter of an hour about the political situation and the stupidity of the Government, and then asked his visitor what his business might be. James Rosewarne explained. “Well,” said the newspaper proprietor, “I might be able to take something from you. "What we want is something that is crisp and strong; abundant play of the fancy, you know; lively imagination. sparkling wit.” The newspaper proprietor said this with a comprehensive wave of the hand, as if he were signifying that a constant supply of these qualities was kept on stock in the room. Rosewarne went home and wrote an article. Then he wrote it over again. Then he wrote it a third time. Two days afterward it came back with the intimation that it was not crisp and strong enough. He wrote another article, and it had not sufficient play of fancy; a third, and it was deficient in imagination and wit. Gradually he was sinking into a condition of dull misery and self-distrust, and all the while he was writing hopeful home, cheering with delusive words the heart that was brooding over him, longing after him, praying for him and lielieving in his success. “So many papers, such a vast number of men employed in producing them, and no room for me!” That was the thought that was always forcing itself upon him as he walked down Fleet street and saw the names of half a dozen newspapers on every other door. He had made two or three friends, who gave him abundant advice. “If a man can be trusted, if he always has his * copy ’ in in time, and if he can turn his hand to a thing or two, he is sure to be successful in London. Always have your ‘ copy ’ in in time, old man,” said one of these, encouraging'y. James Rosewarne smiled, and said that anyone who would take his “copy” might certainly depend upon having it in time; but that man had yet to be found. “There are at least twenty men coming to London every w ek,” said ‘another, more considerately. “Not one of them has a chance of succeeding unless he can do something a gres.t deal b.tter than any one else. Can you do good descriptive work, Rosewarne? Can you teach your grandmother how to suck eggs? If you can. why go about and see life. Go down into Shoreditch, or Millwall, or Ratcliff Highway; or go up in a balloon. These things have all beern done? Xe?; bqt

you come with fresh eyes. What is worn out to us will be novel to you. You will put a new face on familiar things, and you will succeed. One-half ofUie world is always willing to be taught how the other half lives, and it takes a great many lessons without making much progress toward knowl- ' edge.” It was excellent advice, and James Rosewarne decided to act upon it. From thenceforth he spent much time . in places with very shady reputations. • IV. “How many plain, unvarnished faces ! of men do we look at, unknowing of murder behind those eyes!” The words are Thackeray’s. They I had come into James Rosewarne’s mind j in some “ ’longshore” wanderings in the neighborhood of Limehouse. Not that the faces of most of the men whom he j had encountered were either unvarnj ished or plain. On the contrary, they generally shone with grease and dirt and perspiration, and were scored all over with the signs of viee and evil passions and rude living. It was the faces i that he noticed most—cruel, mean faces, with weak chins and scowling eyes, and great mouths and ears, and small foreheads matted over with hair. Honest men enough, the owners of many of them, no doubt, but not prepossessing. Rosewarne had wandered about for a great part of the day, observing, questioning, making notes. He was , getting very tired; his head ached, his feet seemed getting too large for his boots; but he would see it all out, this peculiar sWow that interested him so much. Matter for an article! There was matter for a book. It was getting dark. He heard a hurried, disorderly tramp behind him. Then ho saw a gang of youth, some of them armed with leather belts, some with sticks, some with clubs with lead at the end. They came along toward him, and he grasped his own stick more firmly. As the leaders of the gang passed him they looked into his face. Sthers lingered for a while, as if waiting for a signal. Then he heard words of consultation. “What cove’s that?” said one. “Looks fly,” said a third. “Detective, p’r’aps,” said another. “This view of James Rosewarne’s character seemed to meet with general approval, for there was a shrill whistle, and the gang passed on. A policeman, with a slow, heavy tread, approached him, scanned him narrowly, an<J followed in the wake of the gang. After going a few yards he turned, passed Rosewarne again, seemed to be satisfied, and went on out of sight. It is not usual for well-dressed men to venture alone in such a neighborhood after dark, and the policeman was suspicious. Clearly, however, the stranger meant no harm. James Rosewarne wandered by the riverside until far in the night, among boats and mud and slime and rotting quays and rained buildings and dismal streets. He had no intention of staying out so long, but the place had made a weird impression on him, which, in his present mood, he enjoyed. Wandering by the riverside at night-time seemed a proper employment for a man who could find nothing better to do. He seemed to fall into strange sympathy , with his odd circumstances; and before his eyes there rose pictures of his pleasant home at Studborough and of the wife who had that day written a letter to cheer him, and of the Httle barkeyed daughter, vrao, as that letter said, made continual inquiry, as to “when dada would come home.” He was passing some quaint gabled houses that looked mysteriously picturesque in the moonlight. A lamp at the corner shot a ray of light downward and showed him his own loneliness. A man came out or one ot the alleys that led from the street and again disappeared. Then the eilenoo was rent by . the shrill scream of a woman. The man again came out of the alley breathless. “Come and lend us a band, will you. guv’nor? She's fell down stairs and hurt herself.” James Rosewarne did not stop to consider, but followed the man into the dark alley to give what help he could. v. The Coroner was holding inquest at Laml>eth. Twelve good men and true were seated round a table at the Blue Dragon. They had just been to the mortuary in the parish church-yard, where, in a deal coffin, painted black, - and with a pane of glass in the lid, they saw the body of a man, black, I bruised, sodden, dead, as the doctors declared, for at least fourteen days. The body had been picked up just i above Waterloo bridge by two bargemen. Their barge was floating up sideways with the tide, and they were | smoking the pipe of peace. One of them noticed a black patch . in the water, about five yards away. “What's that?” said he to his mate. The mate took his pipe out of his mouth and looked in the direction of the black patch. “Looks like a head.” he said. “Another o’ them suicid.es, I reckon. I suppose we shall have to pull it out. Reach ns a boat-hook.” “I dunno about pulling it out,” said the mate. “What do they pay for them things?” “Five bob, and half a crown for evidence.” “Well, if you want my opinion, it had better be left where it is. For that 5 Dob we shall have to come down from Battersea. ” “Well, it’ll be a bit of a trip. Let’s have it out,” and, grasping a boathook, the bargeman began to reach out toward the black patch in the water. The passengers waiting for the boat at Lambeth pier shrank away in horror when a dead body was brousht ashore. The jurymen viewed it merely as a mat- : ter of form. The evidence given beI fore them in the Blue Dragon amount d j to this: Two bargemen had found the body and brought it ashore. It was the third in a week. Two policemen testified that it was respectably clothed; that the pockets were empty; that the clothes contained no books or papers or other means of identification, and that the linen was marked J. R. Two doctors were of opinion that the body had been in the water for fully a fortnight. It must have floated up and down with the tide. There was a wound across the forehead; another, two inches deep, under the shoulder blade; and a third under the right side. As to whether the wounds had been made before or after death, there was a difference of opinion. One doctor said before, and another doctor said after. The body had been so long in the water that it was really impossible to ascertain the truth. “Well, gentlemen,” said the smiling Coroner to the twelve good men and true, “this is one of those cases of which we have had sadly too many of late. A body is found in the water, and there is not the least jot of evidence to show how it got there; nor does there seem to be any chance of identification. Our duty, I think, is tolerably clear. This man may have j been murdered, or he may have committed suicide. We must leave further investigation to the police. Your verdict, I suppose, will be ‘ found drowned ?’ ” The jury was unanimously of opinion that this was the only verdict possible under the circumstances; so the bodv, which was dressed in linen marked j. i R., was buried by the parish, with the

keeper of the mortuary for chief mourner, and a paragraph in the newspapers for epitaph. vt. “Yes, that is the wery curiousest case as I’ve ever encountered.” The speaker was leaning his elbow on the counter of the Blue Dragon, and addressing himself to a gentleman who was seated on a stool by his side. "I’ve kept that there mortuary ever since it was opened, and I was sexton to the parish for many a vear before that. Why, I dug lots of them graves as you was a looking at this morning, sir—lots on ’em I dug; but in all my experience I never did know a case like that. “Why, that lady, sir—l always calls her a lady, because yon can easily see as she is such—that lady, sir, she have a been coming here every day almost for six months or more. At first she gave me two or three coppers every time she come. Then it fell to a penny. Then it fell to nothin’. Money was goin’, sir, and she was gettin’ thinner, and her sac were always a sweet face, and it’s a sweet face now —were gettin' more of the look of dead-an'-goue sorrow on it. "She goes round to all the morturries, does that lady, and a fine job it is. She walks it all, sir, every step of the way. Sometimes she comes here first, and sometimes she goes to Golden lane first, and sometimes she goes to Battersea first. Wonder it hasn’t killed her? So do I. But it is killin’ her—killin’ her just as surely as if somebody was a-squeezin’ at her heart an’ tightenin’ his grip every day. "How does she do when she sees a body? Why, at first she fainted when she see'd them black coffins laid out in the morturry. Then when she came round she put her hand to her side, lad sort a crep up to where the bodies were lying. The first she saw she gave a quick shudder an’ fainted away again. She's gettin’ more used to it now; but she always creeps up in a kind o’ fear, and when she turns away one can see the tears in her eyes. I believe she would be glad if she could find him she’s seeking for in one of them coffins. She’s so bent on- finding him that she'd rather find him dead than not at all. "Y'es, sir, she did tell me her name, and she told me her story. Her husband corned up to London ’eos what he was doing where he belonged had been stopped off somehow. They were very fond of each other, and he wrote her a few letters saying he was going to do ever so well in London; and then she never heard anvthing of him any more. His name was Rosewarne, sir. He was something on the press, she says; and he came from somewhere in the North.” —Tinsley’s Magazine. Satisfied Curiosity. It was a quiet-looking little man, with a frayed mustache, who got on the car; and he had a square wooden box under his arm, with rows of holes punched in the top, wliich immediately attracted the attention of a corpulent passenger, with a cotton umbrella, who was sitting near the door. “I suppose you have some wild animal in that box?” said he, tapping it with his umbrella. “Yes,” replied the other, shrinking into a corner. “Yon have a museum somewhere, maybe ?” "No,” answered the small man, looking down at his feet. "Well, might I ask what yon have in that box?” questioned the fat man, his curiosity increasing. “Certainly.” murmured the man with the box, looking like the chief mourner at a funeral. There was a dead silence for several minutes, when the corpulent man spoke up somewhat impatientlv, “Well, what is it ?” “It is a mongoose," said the melancholy man. “A mongoose—what’s that?” asked the man with the umbrella, leaning over and eying the box curiously. “It is an animal that exterminates snakes,” replied the small man, pulling his hat over his eyes. “And what do you propose to do with it?” asked the fat man, opening his eyes until they looked like watch dials. "I don’t prppose to do anything with it,” answered the other, nervously. “It is for a friend of mine who has the de-lirium-tremens, and wants something to kill the snakes he sees.” “But they aren't real snakes, you know!” exclaimed the fat man, opening his mouth until the other could see his cork soles. “No, that’s true,” said the quiet man, getting up and putting the box under his coat; “but then, this isn’t a real mongoose, you see!” And he evaporated out of the door, while the fat man stared thoughtfully out of the window at the flickering gas-lamps. —New York Chaff. Hints for Cooking Meats. In roasting meat have the pan hot when you put the meat in. If it is be f pnt it in the hot pan and let it stand a m> ment an 1 then t trn it over,'thus searing both sidesand preventing the juices from running so quickly. Do not put the salt and pepper on the meat, but put it in the pan with the water and then baste the meat every three or font minutes. 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An Aristocratic Dog. There were two of them; one a man, the other a dog. The man was a tall, raw-boned specimen of humanity, and his face wore an expression of care. He held a little string in one hand and at the other end of the string was a very aesthetic pug dog. The faces bore a striking resemblance to each other, but there was a certain aristocratic look about the pug’s face, and lie daintily raised one of liis paws and iAook off a piece of coal dust which had settled thereon. “Will yez plaze tell me where tlie police station is, till I take this little devil there?” “Why, that dog looks like a good animal,” remarked the reporter. The descendant of an ancient line of Irish Kings drew himself up and a look of pitv stole across his face. “Good dog? He’s a bloody aristocrat, an’ he's been the bane of me life fur the last foive days.” He gave the string a vicious jerk and continued: "I came home from me work a few days since, and me wife says: ‘Faith, au' look at the purty cretur we've got for Teddy to play wid.’ At supper I gave him an intelligent piece of steak, an’ vez will hardly believe it, but he turned up his nose an’ walked off. An’ the only thing he would ate was poi and cake. An’ he’d sleep no place but in me own bed on wun of the pillows. I stud it four days, an’, be hovings, I’ll stand it no longer. I’m no aristocrat, an’ a dog what ates poi an’ cake is too high-toned for me. Get on ter the mug of him,” and, giving the string an extra hitch, he started in the direction of the police station, while the (esthetic canine’s hind legs merely grazed ths sidewalk. — Milwaukee Sentinel. jPABKEB'S HAIR BALSAM, i rCSca ” C5t B 3 r est Economical liaxr F Never f PARKER’S I IGIHGERTOBIC: 1 A Purs Family Medicine flmr Intoxicates. | If yon pre a mechanic or farmer, worn o-.t v .fi £ ; ■ ove-v >tk. or a tnmhcr run <knvn by l.iiu iy orhoti-e-K ■ hold duties try I’aKKKk’ -< iINGF.:; 1 - : . i 9 Ifvr. t are a lawyer, minister nr b i i e -1 ■ haunted by mental «.r anxious c«rr’u » ■ : f ■ take it”. • -i.ng -i; uL.u: 1•• g fl GILGEi: 15 •; r 3 Ifyoulmve DyMwn-ii Kliet;mati>’n. Ki' ".<*y rs a I'i;:; ;rv ( ,r. r ' i.-ret ■ t;i v . 3 I-are wisbng ; .v non e«. I • ■ I iX A • • N -r —1 . : I.L.ir,StZS. I ‘»TA. -X- - HOW WATCHES ARE MADE. In a Solid Gold Watch, aside from the necessary thickness for engraving and polishing, a large proportion of metal is needed only to stiilen and hold the engraved portions in place, and supply strength. The surplus gold is actually needless. In James Boss' Patent Gold Ji «tcA Cases this waste is saved, and solidity and strength increased by a simple process, at one-half the cost. A plate of solid gold is soldered on each side of a plate of hard nickel composition metal, and the three are then passevl between polished steel rollers. From this the cases, backs, centers, bezels, etc., are cut and shaped by dies and formers. The gold is thick enough to admit of all kinds of chasing, engraving and engine turning. These cases have been worn perfectly smooth by use without removing the gold. This is the only case made under this process. Each case is accompanied with a valid guarantee signed by the manufacturers warranting it to wear 20 yean. 150,000 of these Cases now carried in the United States and Canada. Largest and Oldest Factory. Established 1854. Ask your Jeweler. TOLEDO, CINCINNATI & ST. LOUIS R, R. Time Table—ln EL'ect Dec. 11, 1882. Going West, i Western i Going East. I T I 5 I Division. | 6 | 8 I ... y. m. a m. Lv. Ar. P. m. p. m .... 830 4 65] Toledo 10 00j 535 ... .... 12 35 430 ... .Delphos y 10 130 ... .... 105 457 ....Venedocia. . 847 105 .... .... 115 508 ...Jonestown... 83712 52 .... .... 126 521 Shasta 8 27112 40 .... .... 1 32! 5 2*!...Enterprise... 82112 33 .... .... 140 538 Dull 81312 25 .... .... 147 545 j... .Abanaka.... 80712 18 .... .... 153 5 5vi... Schumm.... 80212 13 .... .... 205 605 ....Willshire.... 75012 00 .... 215 617 Pleasant Mills. 7 4011 49 .... .... 235 6 38'.... Decatur.... 72211 30 .... .... 249 655 ...Peterson.... 70711 13 .... .... 301 70»:.. Curryville... 65711 oo .... .... 305 713 k ...Craigville.... 65310 55 .... .... 321 7 321.... Bluffton.... 63710 39 .... .... 339 7 52;.Liberty Centre. 62010 20 .... .... 349 804 ....Boehmer.... 608 10 081.... .... 353 8 08 ! . ...Buckeye.... 60510 05 .... .... 407 8 23; Warren 552 951 .... .... 432 853 . ..Van Buren... 527 924 .... ... 4409 oo ...LandessviHe.. 5219 15 .... .... 445 9 K...Hanfield.... 517 9io .... .... 504 930 ... Marion. 456 850 .... .... 522 9 43;. ..Roseburgh... 4408 38 .... .... 5 3219 51 Herbst 429 829 .... .... 540 9 58*... Swazey’s.... 423 823 .... .... 55710 11 .. Sycamore..... 407 808 .... .... 607i0 22 ...Greentown... 358 8 02:.... .... 6 35’10 50 Kokomo 3 39' 735 .... .ip. mJ Ar. Lv« ... Ja. mJ .... _ Going West, i i Going East. 11|7|5! I 6 | 8 | 12 .... P. M A M. Lv. Ar.-P. M. A. M .... '635 10 50‘.... Kokomo .... i 3 20| 735 ... .... j 64511 GO . ..Tarkington 3087 25 .... .... 165211 06 ...Middletons... 3027 20 .... .... 6 5911 13 .. .Russiaville.. 252 7 13| .... .... i 7 11 11 25 Forest 2 401 7 081 .... a.m. "i 25 11 S 9 .Michigantown. 2 24 652 P.M. 6 15 7 45 12 00 ....Frankfort.. . 2 00 630 8 00 6 58} ....| M. ...Clark’s Hill 7 22 8 21i .... .... ..Veedersburg 5 55 9 45' :...! ...J..Ridge Farm 4 30 10 15 ....1.... Metcalf. 4 00 II 00 ....| ....'....Oakland 3 15 1130 .... Maples 245 1145 .... .... ...Charleston 230 .... ' ....I ...,‘Lv. Ar .... T. A. PHILLIPS. T. H. B. BEALE, Gen. Manager. Gen. Pass. Agent. W. S. Aas’L Gen. Pass. Agent.

C. E. ALBERS & SON has open out in JOHN KING’S CARRIAGE SHOP A full and complete line of Family Groceries, Bi" Stoc v o Fresh Goods, at 9TTOK PRICES and everything in the grocery line to select from. Ail Goods to any part of the City: ‘ | Jeliiered Free.

Pn 'f |]A£{i|llnl9Q PRINCIPAL* be SHORTEST. 6|I'iCKEST and And l,ne 10 8U I .u.ts in Nebraska.Mlesourl. Dalias. Gaius, New Mexico, Arizona, tana an Texan. Q X O A o- o il ’tite has i:<-' rfor Albert Minneapolis and St- I’aul. Fniversa, Nationally reputed as ly conceded to being the Great l-ethe best equipped lia :■ al In the 55 orid for a < f f rave KANSAS CITY X. AH connr. !‘--na made X** ln a Depuis. Through Try ft * Tickets via XK Y/ Snd y ° U WUI £• lebrated Line trave.ing a the U S. and><^A. of a dls Canada. Coßfort - n La’, s ‘ V V Far-. > ' -Ting T J POTTER. PERCEVAL LOWELL, 14 Vice PrcVi d- Gen'l Manager, Gen. Pase. Agt., Chicago, 111 Chicago. 11L CRAHD RAPIDS _& INDIANA RAILWAY. In Effect October 15, 1883. COM 51 BL S TIME. JlN'» N < > I££TL No. 1. No. 3. No. 5. No. 7. ; Cm.,c'H.AD lv: 8 Ugh ; 4 pm Ku* tn nd lv 3 Opm 11 W V) i Winchester 4 19 12 11pm 11 28 ‘ I’ort and 5 C 8 1 05 1» l. am Decatur 613 ;2 1U 125 ... .... Fort Waj-ne ar 710 '8 12 i 2 20 i Foit Wayne lv 335 I 3 to ,8 30am ' Kendallville 4MI I 4 20 942 Sturgis 608 »42 .11 Vicksburg ' 715 Isl 41 1216 pm Kalamazoo ar 750 I7 20 12 50 K ‘ > h >OS |7 40 I 2 25 AU.-an 9 30 3 50 tlraiid Kap.iD ar 10 10 9 50 4 25 Grand Rapid* lv 745 am 10 20 515 D. A: M. Crossing ... 755 1 10 37 585 Howard < ity 917 1 12 05pm 659 I- ; - Rin ids 10 14 101 752 Rv .ltity 10 SO 1 ’2 00 850 ( ■ .vhU .v ; r 1215 pm 315 10 10 Ca lv 830 ill U 0 Traverse City ar I I 5 58 Kdka.ska... 527 i 1 Ham Manc<--Hia I v 01 158 Boviie FalS i 1 17 11 '3 22 Petoskey i 7 50 4 15 Harb r Springs ' 825 | Mackiuaw 1., ......1 1 » 7 00 St.-t. ns— No. 2. No. 4. _N<>. 6. Jio. 8. Madi aw lv J J 9 50pm H iri- r Springs ‘ I 0 40am 7 (W Pt-fo-kr-' 1 7 3) I "sam 15 .s ue Falls 7 » 1 M Manc.-i, na i t » W Si# Kalka-'ka.. i ; s> u »» Traverse City ■ I I 8 25 .... .... CadilhK ar 11 42 I 5 45 Ca<ailac lv 4 00pm 12 W pm 6 10 lb ?d Citv I 513 !I Hl I7 45 Fig Rapids 1 550 150 819 Howard City 647 i 2 46 ;9 17 D. M. < r 805 414 1037 Grand Rapids ... .ar 820 I 4 35 10 55 Grand lUpiils lv 7 <oaru 500 ( 1 OOpm A11:'gnu......................1 500 11 10 K.daiuaz o jr 9<o 700 I 2 58 Kalamazoo lv 9 05 i 7 15 : 2 57 Vickd.urg '9 55 ’7 47 3 28 Bturai< 10 52 1 BJB 410 KrlidaUville 1146 1 10 oft I 6 03 1 rt Wayne ar 1 i*‘p:n 11 20 I7 15 Fort Wavne lv 13' 6 15am 12 30am Decatur 2 10 7M 125 Winchester 356 854 i 8 23 Richmond 15 00 955 14 ® | Ciiiciiiiixti I7 40 ' 110 pm 735 1... No. 5 leaves Cincinnati and No. 8 leaves Mackinaw City daily, except Saturday. All ether trains d .ily except Sunday. Woodruff sleeping cars on Nos. 5 and 6 between Cincinnati and Grand Rapids, and sleeping and chair cars on same trains between Grand Rapids and Petoskey; also Woodruff sleeping cars on Nos. 7 and 8 between Grand Rapids and Mackinaw City. A. B. LEET. Gen’l. Pass. Agent. 1 ft I I people ar? always on the lookout for Ii 11 IV’ 1 chanet-s to incre setheir earnings, II 1J I V ■ II II wh <io t.ut improv# their •pprtu- • • ■ V-/ nits reniaiu in poverty. We Hera great chance to mak. m mey. We want many men, women, bovs and girls w work f r us right in their own localities. Any one can do the work from the first start, the business will pay mere than ten times the ordinary wages. Expensive outfit furnished free. Noone who engages fails to make money rapidly. You can devote your whole lime to the work, cr only your spare moment*. Full information and allth<t is needed sent free. Address Stinson di Co., Portland, Maine. -6 42 lyr. r-> r— "j ■: ot. lift is sweeping by, go and dans 111 II I L•re > a d.e, something mighty |— k 1“ I and sublime leave behind to < n • 111 111 quer time.” Jon a week in your • I own town § ■ outfit fre . N'ori-k. Everything new. Capital not required, We will furnish you everything. Many are making fortune*. Ladies make as much as men, and boys and girls make great pay. Reader, if you want business at which you can make great pay all the time, write for particulars to H. Hallkit A Co., Portland, Maine.

/TBasketS®. sS trade - w * Byl MARK M ■ BASKET PLUG T O X 3 A. CC O Is the best combination of the CHOICEST LEAF, PUREST SWEETENING, □ ELICOUS FLAVORING. It is unequalled, and is the American CHEW A TRIAL WILL CONVINCE TOU That the Old Favorite WIGWAM And the New Farorite Wide awake Are the best SMOKING TOBACCOS of the day. SPENCE BROS. & CO., Cincinnati.

NIBLICK, CRAWFORDJbSONS. Have again made a change of base by adopting the CASH SYSTEM. I From and after this date Will sell for Cash Only. We have the BIGGEST stock and FINEST selectisn in the city. We have a fine Line of all kinds of LACE COLLARS. FICHUES AND TIES. SILK HANDKERCHIFS from D to $2.50 a piece. LADIES’ FVRS, In Setts and also Muffs and capes that we can sell separate. { hneTnToFshawls ’ In all grades from a cheap Cotton to a Broche. GENTS’ 2STECK WEAB. We have something new in that line called a Lawn T< nn\ or Bicycle Tie. Gents’ Suspenders in Silk, something beautiful for a Christmas Gift < cstj T-T2_r.i]xrE]sr 17e< niplete, we are offering a fine line of Table Cloth’s and X.-.pkins to’ match, put up nicely in a box of one sett each. Towels in great variety, from 5c to $1 each. We have a elegant line of " G LiASS W7yBI<I In plain and engraved. Majolica-ware in Plates, Ten setts. Freit Baskets, Pitchers, Tea and Coffee Cups and Saucers, Biead Plates, Pickles. ENGLISH AND FRENCH CHINA We have mustache Cups and Saucers from 40 cents to |L each. Full line of Dinner and Tea setts, in plain and decorated. Wash-stand setts from 2to 12 pieces each. In our CARPET DEPARTMENT, You can find something nice in the way of lUigg- 8 . Matts and Crum Cloths, in prices to suit all. WOOL BLANKETS- we defy competition, ranging in price from $1.50 to sl4 per pair. We are offering great bargains in LADIES COATS, UL STERS and DOLMANS to close for the season—now is your chance to make a bargain. Please call and see before you make your purchases as we k now that we can do you some good. Niblick, Crawford & Sons. A)ok Out and Don’t Forget THAT JOHN WELFLEY. j : ; Is selling Groceries at less money than any other house and j is bound not to be UNDERSOLD 1 SUGAR and COFFEE Lower than for twenty years. • COFFEES, SUGARS, TEAS, SPICES, i CANDIES, SALT MEATS, FISH, SARDINES. r j r TOBBACCOES, QUEENSWARE, CIGARS. Sugars all grades. Green and Roasted Coffees of the best quality. t > ' Teaas —Good—Cheap—Black and Green—are one of our specialties. Sugar Cured Hams, Shoulders, Bacon and Dried Beef. Tobaccoes and Cigars in choice brands and great variety New Assortment of Lamps. Bronze, Gold and Ebony. Tubs, Buckets, Brooms and wooden ware Generally. | Cut Glassware, China dinner and tea sets, a full assortment of Queensware. White Fish, Cat Fish, Mackerel, Cod Fish, Holland Herring, and Sardines. Country Produce TAKEN IN EXCHANGE FOR GOODS. Come Everybody. Aou will find first class groceries fresh and cheap. JOHN WELFLEY. Opposite Court House. August 10, ’B2. No. 19 ts -

Biter Parker’s Hair Balsam. An elegant, agreeable Hair Dressing that Never Fails to Restore Gray or Faded Hair to its Youthful Color. 50c. and $1 sizes.

— -O? Fl a s Straw Wanted —JOB W HIqH , I WILL PAY THE BEST PRICES hen delivered dry ani in od condition at the Decii- ur FLAX MILL. TSOS.

Floreston Cologne* A Krw Funncxm LaWTTW... Sol© by I>BaLIBS !!• PIKFVMItV HISCOX at t’.. N. Y, Guay Satis* »» Benson*" Gi*?er. Buch*. Nandrase. StilHnei* and many ot tne be* medicines known are comoinea tn Parker's Gi ...e* Tonic, into a medicine ot sue. varied and enecuve powers, as to mate it the Greates Liooc Punner ana Kidney Corrector ana the Best Health and Strength Restorrr Ever Used It cores Dyspepsia, Rheumatism, Neuralgia* teaUMSkaM all diseases of the Sto.r.ach. Bowels, Lung , Liver, Urinary Organs, and all Femaie Compiain . If you are wasting away with Consumption or a. y disease, use the Tonic to-day. It will surely "♦‘PT ~, Rememoer • This Tonic is the Best I ’ c cine ever made, and is far superior to Bitters. of Ginger and other Tonics, as it never Intoxica and cures Drunkenness. Anv dealer in drugs supply you - roc. and* tees None genuine w signature of Hiscox & Co.. Chemists, **• »•