Decatur Democrat, Volume 34, Number 28, Decatur, Adams County, 3 October 1890 — Page 3

nr SEARCH OF AECADIK ~ ' BT FLAVEL, SCOTT MIN3B. a ■» r Iffyyj jlsss w **} ' Fickle seem the poet’s dreeing. I have often vainly sought For their bright, resplendent gleams—gj i For their paths with beauty wrought, Sj; Idyls such as poets sing ’’ _ Sweetly to my soul appeal. Do they fly on fancy’s wing? Are tneir songs not real ? Arcadie! Where is she place? Forest of enchanted shade— Is it for a favored race?— For the poet’s born, r.ot made?— • Poets whow the Musee taught * In the early blush of youth. And whose sweetest, highest thought Is the song of truth? ' Did they in some boat embark. With divine Love > t t.he helm, And to mystic teachings hark. In that distant fairy realm ? Arcadie I can not find. And the thought which comes is hard: I, alas, am but a blind, y ’ • Manufactured bard. —Harper's Bazar e _>BETRAYED OR— ' A DARK MARRIAGE MORN. A Romance of Loue, Intrigue and Crime. «BY MRS. ALICE P. CARRISTOF. ■j ■ -;4- ■ ■ 1 ’ CHAPTER V. ' ! IN PURSUIT. The muffled figure that had disappeared in the darkness slowly returned and once more stood, with an air of irresolution, in front of the house. A light in the basement attracted hey attention. . • After an instant’s hesitation and a hasty glance about her she entered the gate and knocked on the window. The servant girl came forward, and pressing her face against the glass, peered out at her uur ously. • - The woman made an eager gesture, indicating that she desired to 4 speak with her. Grumblingly the girl left the window, and a moment later opened the door. The stranger stepped into the entry, and quietly removed the shawl in which she had been muffled. The servaht gazed upon the face now fully revealed, with a V look of unequalified astonishment. V The stranger's hand quickly sought her r pocket and then was extended toward the ' guileless daughter of Erin. “I am making you some little trouble,” she said; “please oblige me by faking this. ” "Bless ye for a perfect Indy, as ye air,” burst out Bridget. "Sure, thin, I can’t find it in me heart to take—well, well, if you will have it so—an’ phat can I do for . -ye now, darlint?” "Do you know the gentleman who left • this house only a moment ag«4 Please tell me that?” ' • “Know him, is it? I do, thin, an’phat’s more, it’s no good av him I know.” “There is a young lady here, whom he calls to see, is there not?” “There is.” “Is—is she very pretty?” 5 She's purty enough,"sure.” Then see<s ing an indescribable look of pain, or annoyance on the other's face, ste hastened to add, in a soothing tone: “But, darlint, not half so purty as yer own swateself.” “Has he been coming here often toi see her?” asked the stranger, hesitatingly. “Often, is it? Sure, thin, it s wearin’ • out the carnets, he is. wid his comin’s an’ his goin’s. Why, till widina wake or so, he's been cornin’ almost ivery night, to ■ay nothin’ about Sundays.” “But the lady’s brother is his friend. Might he not come to see him?” “Och! I say frind to y’e. Phat was he here to-night for, thin, wid niver a solitary soul in the house, barrin’ the girl herself up there, an’ me down here? It wasn’t the brother he wanted to see, I'm thinkin’.” “And so she is all alone?” “She is; an’ she's hardly been out of her rooms these three dgys, but has kept by herself up there a-cryin’ av her eyes out, so she has. But surq, miss, it’s sick ye air. Och, hone, an’ phat’s the matter? God send the spalpeen av a man is nothin’ to ye.” "No, no, "gasped the poor creature, "he's nothing to rne. He was my husband—for an hour, but—oh, God! that 1 might die.” “Yer husband! Luk at that now!” exclaimed Bridget, with an expression of blank amazement on her face; Then a feeling of pity seizing her, she quickly added: "Sit down here, darlint, sit down, I ■ay. Here, take this glass of wather. Phat in the wurruld can I do for ye, ■ ay?” r ‘lf I might trouble you to get me a carriage,” poor Mildred murmured. "Throuble, is.it? I’ll have a carriage nere for ye in less than no time,” and snatching up a cheap but gaudy shawl, which she threw over her head, the girl hurried from the house, conscience-smit-ten not a little, yet not seeing boat she could retract any of th! absurd statements she had made. She was nearly as good as her word in the matter of time, however, for three minutes had scarcely elapsed when a carriage was in waiting before the door, and, after refusing a further offer from poor Mildred, the contrite girl helped her in, and saw it roll swiftly away. “Luk at that now,” she muttered to herl self. "What divilment there is in the wurruld. Who cud belave that wid so swate a face she carried so sad a heart? Sure, I wish 1 hadn’t thold her all I did; but the mane spalpeen at a man, he niver gave me ther worth av a cint, an’ I as good as axin’ him, too.” Thus quieting her conscience, Bridget returned to her kitchen, while the carriage containing the broken-hearted Mildred sped onward toward .Forty-second street. Meanwhile, Eugene Cleveland had returned to the Vernon house, and, after letting himself in by the same way he had made nis exit, hastened upstairs, hoping to gain his wife's room unobserved. • But he was not to be so fortunate. As» he was passing through the main hall, Mrs. Vernon herself suddenly darted from the back parlor, and, seizing him „ eagerly by the arm, exclaimed, in a voice quite loud enough to attract the ‘Attention of all in the adjoining rooms: "Where in the world have you been for »the last half-hour or more, Mr. Cleveland, and, in mercy’s name, what has taken your wife away?* "My wife?” "Yes, indeed. It seems Zn me you both left us very unceremoniously.” “Mildred is not here then? Ydu mean to tell me that she is gone?” "Certainly; that is exactly what I say. I missed her suddenly, and, having something I wished very much to speak to her •bovft. 1 buried for her high and low. * I

But it was all of no use; she was gone; and at last I noticed that her het end shawl were gone, too.” A feeling of unutterable dread—of terror- entered the bridegroom’s heirt, and he looked around him almost helplessly. At this moment one of the gentlemen who had helped to form the group that had gathered about Eugene and his wife at the momant the forged note had iMen handed to him stepped forward, and said: “It so happened, Mr. Cleveland, that I particularly no iced your wife after your own somewhat abrupt withdrawal, and! am able to tell you this much: She remained with her guests for about twenty minutes after you received the note which called you away, appearing all the time as though she were ill at ease. At length she stepped into the hall, and seemed to "hesitate whether to go up-stairs or to return to the parlors. Just then the bell rang, and another note was handed in. “It was for her. SheXtook it, and almost immediately retired to her own chamber. A few moments later she hastily descended the stairs, with hat and shawl on, and quietly left the house.” “Why did you not tell me all this before, Mr. Henley?” asked Mrs. Vernon, somewhat severely. “It was my impression that her husband had privately sentfor her,” answered the guest; “and I thought, therefore, under the circumstances, it was best to keep qu et. I see now I was in error.” “A persistent enemy is working against .us, ” exclaimed Eugene, bitterly,. “Not a moment js to be lost. She must be found at once, or it will be too late!” He had a singular premonition that some one, he knew not who, was conspiring against his happiness; and he recalled fdr a second a strange scene of a few days ago. • - . “What mean you?” demanded Mildred’s aunt, in a terrified voice. “I-mean,” answered the unhappy bridegroom, “that the note which took me away from hero half an hour since was a base and cruel forgery, and it was done in order to get me cut of the way, so that my wife might be enticed from this house. Let me go to her room for a moment. ” ?nd, taking three steps aLa time, he bounded up the staircase. 7 I On reaching Mildred’s loom, eagerly about the floor. No note was there. Mildred had found it—he was satisfied of that now—and he shuddered to think what the result might be. He sank heavily into a chair. He was almost discouraged. He could hardly control his. thoughts for a moment. At length the image of his young and' broken-hearted wife, wandering about the almost deserted streets in the darkness of the night, rose up before him, and he started to his feet with the fixed purpose of finding her. Where could she have pone? He had hardly framed the question in his mind when the answer was sugggested to him: “Why, to Meta’s, to be sure.” And once more he rushed down the stairway. The guests had been gradually dropping off. They had seen that their presence was becoming embarrassing, and so had the good sense to retire. Now a few only remained. “I think I know where she has gone, Mrs. Vernon,” Eugene said, eagerly, “&nd I will go there at once and see if I am right. I shall be back very soon; so, if she should return in my absence, please ■keep her here. Tell her not to leave the house again on any account.” “You may be sure I shall do so,” said the lady, emphatically. , “Have you a carriage, Mr. Cleveland?” asked Mr. Henley, who was one of the few remaining, now stepping forward. “I have now” answered Eugene. “I dismissed the one I. had at the door.” “Then take mine, by all means. It is waiting without.” "A thousand thanks. I will gladly avail myself of your kind permission.” ' “Do so; and if I can be of the slightest service ” “No, no; I think not; and yet<mv mind is in such a whirl, I ought to have some one with me; and you, being cooler, might be able to give me a word ofadvice when I most need it. Yes,, if you are willing, I shall be glad to have your company.” “Then come;” -and the two left the house together. CHAPTER VI. IN THE SHADOW OF DEATH. As the carriage containing the unhappy bride whirled swiftly onward toward’ Forty-second street, Mildred sat bolt upright on the back seat, her hands clasped in her lap, her lips tightly compressed, and her eyes fixed and staring before her, but seeing nothing. She had merely said, in answer to the hackman’s careless "Where to, miss?” "The Grand Central Depot,” and then had sunk into a state of apathy, from which she was at length aroused by the stopping of the carriage, the opening of the door, and the waiting driver’s busi-ness-like "Here yon are. miss.” She accepted his proffered assistance, and, as she stood upon the sidewalk, hastily took out her portmennaie and dismissed him with a liberal fee. Then, after a hasty glance around, she went into the waiting-room by the ladies’ entrance. The window of the ticket office was open. She hurried toward it. “When does the next train that stops at Riverside leave here, if you please, sir?” she asked, in a low end trembling voice. “Eleven thirty-five,” answered the ticket agent, glibly. “Oh! so late? Is there none before that?” The distress and bitter disappointment, made plainly manifest by the tone in which the words were uttered, fixed the agent’s attention, and, being human, he was affected. “No, miss,” he said, not unkindly, "the train you should have taken has been gone some little time. "There is no other that stops at Riverside until eleven thirty-five, but the ninethirty train, which will leave very soon now, stops at <j!os Cob, and that, you know, is only just across {he river.” “Oh. thank you, sir; I will take a ticket to Cos Cob,” and having secured it she - seated herself in an obscure corner to wait until the door should be opened and she should be permitted to take her seat in the cars. ( From the very* moment she had descended from the carriage, by that mysterious intuitive feeling which, in a greater or less degree we all possess, she had been made painfully aware, without seeing any one, that she was being closely watched. Now, for the first time, she mustered courage and looked about her. All at once her eyes rested upon a man at no great distance from her. He was leaning, in a studied attitude, against one of the huge fluted columns, and his gaze—indeed, his whole attention —seemed fixed upon herself. Mildred shuddered, why, she knew not. She hud never seen this man before, and there was nothing about him to suggest that he was in any marked degree different from other men; and yet her pure womanly instincts made her shrink from his gaze. Minute after minute passed, and still he stood there, with eyes, apparently, for j, nothing but her face. At length the gong sounded, the door was thrown open, and a loud voice called out: “Nine-thirty! New Haven way,” and with a feeling of intense relief Mildred rose and hurried forward. For one instant she was stopped at the door while she showed her ticket, and then, after being directed to her train, she hastened'onward. At last she had found the right car and secured a seat. Tne one directly in front of her was not occupied. ’ In that next forward was a middle-aged lady and a beautifnl young girl. "About my own age," thought Mildred, "and, indeed looks very much like me. "J wonder whoshs can be? Ohl I hqpe

hers will be a far happier lot than mine.* | Then, as she sank back into a corner by ! the window: • "She has her mother with her! Oh! if I can only reach my borne and throw myself into my mother’s arms, before Eugene finds me, 1 shall be so ” And then she stopped short, and a thrill of terror shot through her being, and almost made her heart stand still. There, directly opposite, sat the very man who had watched her persistently in ; the waiting-room, and now, as then, his eyes were fixed steadfastly upon her. On and on flew the train. Faster and faster it sped away in the darkness. Station after station was passed so quickly that they seemed almost close j together rather than miles apart. At : length Port Chester was passed. The next ' station would be Greenwich, and then Cos Cob. Mildred was thinking what she would do in case the obtrusive stranger should leave the train at the same time with herself, when all at once a shrill whistle broke on her ear, then came an appalling cry from far ahead, ar*d the next moment the car she was in seemedto shrink up into nothingness. For one moment she retained her faculties, and in that mqment she saw a timber fall and crush in the head of the beautiful girl in front of her, she saw the mother by her dead daughter’s side, she saw a horrible look of abject terror settle on the face of the stranger, and then she saw no more. , When she once' more woke to consciousness she was lying on the ground, surrounded on every hanttby the dead and dying. On the track above was a waiting train, evidently but just arrived. At the foot of the embankment, down : which they had plunged, was the wreck©! ' the doomed cars, now burning fiercely. : Mildred raised herself on her left elbow i and looked about her. By the light of the burning cars she ' could readily distinguish objects, and at j no great distance she saw a form which ; she at once knew to bethat of the mother ; of the young girl who hud sat in front of ' her . i A little further away, hdrribly burned. ■ was what she felt rather than knew to be i all that was left of the girl herself. Something moist trickling down her | face and a terrible pain in her head, made , her essay to raise her right hand. The attempt was a failure, and then I she knew that her right arm was broken. ! At that moment she saw coming toward ‘ her, with conciliatory look and fawning | manners, the. detested stranger. He i had something in his hand. It looked J like her own hat, and, involuntarily, she 1 attempted to put out her hand to take it. The effort caused a \ m of pain; a faintness seized her, h&r uead whirled, and she fell back unconscious. "Good!” exclaimed the stranger, in a tone of satisfaction, and hastened to where the dead girl lay, after crushing the hat he carried a little more—it was pretty well crushed already. In a few minutes he returned, accomDanied by a strong-limbed man, evidently a farmer. “This is my .poor darling,” he said, pointing to Mildred. “Take her up gently, I fear she is badly injured. Carry her.to your house, and have the carriage ready as speedily as possible. I will join you presently. I wish to do what I can for one or two of thege poor sufferers. Ah! <. how thankful I ought to be that God’s great mercy spared me while so many were hurried into eternity. ” The young farmer muttered something not overcomplimentary to the management of the railway, and raising Mildred as tenderly in his arms as a woman might, bore her away. . The fearful scene was alive with men, and even women, hastening from one group to another, and doing all in their power to alleviate the sufferin’gs of the wounded. Being thus occupied, these good Samaritans had little time for anything else, and so the scheming stranger passed unnoticed. “Now, then,” he muttered, as his late companion disappeared with his unconscious burden, “what I have to do must be done quickly,” and once approaching the body of the young girl, he bent over it and scrutinized it closely. ,~ “No, she could never be recognized in the world,’’ he muttered half aloud. “Her hair, what little there is left, is the same color as the other’s. Her dress and outer garments are all burned. Her hat I have disposed of. and this one shall take its place. Now, then, if, as I suspect, Mr. Eugene Cleveland was on that train that jugt came up, I’m ready for him,” and raising himself,, he was about to walk away, when he saw a group of three or four men, one of them carrying alantern, I coming toward him. “Luck favors me!” he exclaimed in high glee. “Here comes the young husband, sure enough, and the conductor is with him.” “If she was aboard the train after our last stop, she must be off here some- ] where,” the conductor was saying. “We ! have looked everywhere else.” j “Ah, here are a few.” he suddenly added, j “This poor woman, I remember her dis- ' tinctly. She was seated near the young I lady you described, she and ” ' I “Great God! can this be she—can this be Mildred?” suddenly broke in Eugene, as he stood Before the remains of the unfortunate young girl, who, in life, had so closely resembled his bride. “I think not—l hope not,” hastily exclaimed his friend, at the same time en- t deavoring to turn him away. But an object lying close by had caught Eugene’s attention. “That’s her hat," he cried out. “Iknow .it. Yes, this poor, disfigured body must be all that is left of my once beautiful Mildred. God help me; how can I ever bear it?” “Ah!” suddenly exclaimed the conductor, turning upon the stranger; "you were in the same car, and near these people. Do you know who this was?” “Don’t know her name,” responded the man, glibly. “ She was a ; young lady traveling by herself. Sat in the seat directly opposite the one I occupied. I noticed her in the waiting-room of the Grand Central- Depot. She seemed to be in trouble; wanted to take a ticket to Riverside, had to take one to Cos Cob.” "Alas! all hope is now gone. It is, indeed, my poor Mildred,” and Eugene bent over tbe form of his supposed wife. The stranger having accomplished his object, hastened away. Soon he arrived at a farm house, and to his great relief saw a carriage waiting before the door. He hurried in. “We’ll start at once," he said, addressing the farmer, whom he met in the hall. And then he entered the room where Mildred was lying upon the lounge. "Mister," said a woman, coming in just as he was raising the unconscious girl in his inns, “1 tell you a doctor ought to see that poor child at once; her head is badly injured, and her right arm broken." “A surgeon, and as good a one as there is in this country, will see her in less than half an hour, of that you maybe sure.” said the man, warmly, and as the somewhat mollified housewife stepped out of the way, he carried Mildred to the carriage. He had taken his seat by the side of his unconscious companion, and the horses had just started, when two men slowly approached bearing a body between them, while two more followed after. One of these last looked up for an Instant, and his eyes rested on the form of the unconscious young woman. The next moment the carriage had passed and was gone, and Eugene Cleveland knew not how very near he had been to thwarting the black scheme of those whose purpose it was to wreck his life’s happiness. CHAPTER VII. THE PRIVATE SECBETABY. Ths night of the horrible accident had passed. The new day had come, with its heavy burden of caxae and sorrows end pains.

- -■! 1 I 1 The day. too, were away, the si attows I of another night fell, and deepened more : and more the gloom that pervaded the rich but spirit-depressing library of the Hon. Sherwood Elliston. Presently the door opened, and a woman stood upon the threshold of the roam. She took a step forward and touched the bell. A foot-man appeared with surprising celerity. “A light,” she said, pointing to the ar- , 1 gnnd burner, and then sank wearily into the great easy chair that sometime Wore had been occupied by her husband’s nephew. The lamp was lighted, the porcelain shade properly adjusted, and the servant i retired. Then Cora Elliston turned eagerI ly to the evening paper she held in her ' hand. It did not take her long to find the heading she was in search of. * “ANOTHER HORRIBLE RAILWAY ACCIDENT! *A BEGULAB TBAIN BUNS INTO A SPECIAL, IS TELESCOPED, THROWS DOWN AN EMBANKMENT AND TAKES FIRE! "Twenty-three Passenfiers Killed and Burned! As Many More Wounded! “A Complete List of the Victims." It was this list that fixed the ladv’s ati tention, and eagerly she scanred the names. Yes. it was there! ? - “Mildred L. Cleveland, wife of Eugene Cleveland. ” s #Dead! Ah! that was more than she had hoped for. That was almost too good to betrue. Where was Oscar Slyme ? How dare he stay away so long, when he must j know she was dying to learn exac ly what had happened? I Once more she looked at the heading, i andAhen slowly and carefully read the I article through from beginning to end. i there is no mistake—if the girl is ' really dead, nothing could have happened i better.” she murmured. “Luck will have , played into iny hands wonderfully; j ! but-—” i A discreet knock at the door attracted j i attention. “Come in.” she called eagerly, md the j | stranger of the Grund Central depot, of ( the tram, and of the scene of the accident, I slid, rather than walked, into the room. ' , Oscar Slyme was the private secretary I of the. Hoti. Sherwood Elliston. He was ■ i a man of, it may be, thiity-five years of j > age. He haa been and i I by some even distinguished-looking, and, i I perhaps, in a certa n degree, he ias so. i He. at least, believed in his own good i I looks, and secretly flattered himself on a j i certain resemblance to the augus: personi age whose secretary he was. Partly from nature, and partly from the constant imitation to which he submitted him-elf, this idea had some foundation, for he resembled the stately Mr. Elliston as much as a vulgar man can resemble one of high polish. He was the son of a small manufacturer in Connecticut; had received-from his father an honestly acquired fortune, and had dissipated it in the various enterprises othis adventurous life’ The influence of his college, however, obtained for him a place in the Department of State at Washington. He left it to come to New York and study law; placed himself with an attorney; attempted literature without success; gambled at one of the most fashionable dens, and lost there. *. He had successfully knocked w ith feverish hand at all the doors of fortune, and none had opened to him, because, though his ambition was great, his capacity was limited. The subordinate positions, for which alone he was fit, he did not want. He would have made a very good schoolmaster. He sighed to be a poet. He would have been a respectable village rector. He pined to be a bishop. Fitted for an excellent private secretary, he aspired to be a member of the President’s Cabinet. In fine, he wished to be a great man, and consequently was a failure as a littla one. But he made himself a hypo> rite; and that he found much easier.. He fortified himself on the one hand by" fraternizing I with the free-thinkers of the Ingersoll school: on the other, by joining the orthodox people of a certain very religious community. By these influences he contrived to secure the secretaryship to the Hon. Sherwood Elliston, who, in his efforts to bring about his election to the'Tlnited States Senate, needed the services of a person I possessing certain qualifications, and in his general contempt of the human species he judged Slyme would answer his purpose quite as well as Another. Now, as doubtless the reader underj stands, Sherwood Elliston was anything but what is called a really good man; hence, familiarity with him wa morally, fearfully prejudicial to the secretary. It had, it is true, the effect of stripping off his devout mask, which he seldom put on before his employer, but it terribly ini creassd in venom the deprav ty which I | disappointment and wounded pride had I I secreted in his ulcerated heart. ; Os course Mr, Elliston never took tho i | trouble to demoralize his seer tary; but i contact, intimacy and example ufficed to i do this. » A secretary is always more or less a confidant. He divines that which is not revealed to him, and Slyme could not be long in discovering that his employer’s success in life did not arise, in morals, from too much principle—in politics, from excess of conviction—in business, from a mania for scruples! |TO BE CONTINUED.! Money. If you go into the principal office of the tithing house, you will see a young man handling what looks like money. He is behind a counter, and the counter is protected by a high railing. The man glances through the window, then looks dow’n at the bills, and then goes on thumbing them like a bank teller. He goes to and from a big safe, carrying bundles done up just as bills are, with little bands oft brown paper pinned about them. Sometimes the young man doesn’t stop to count, but takes the amount dn the brown slip as correct and passes out the money. It is the tithing scrip. It is used to facilitate the handling of the grain and hay and live stock and produce, which come in. If you pick up one of these you will find it very much like a bank note in appearance. In one upper corner is the number of the bill. In the lower left hand corner is the hoc signo of Mormonism, a beehive. The face of the bill reads: “General tithing store house. Good only for merchandise and produce at the general tithing store house, Lake City, Utah,” Each note bears the signature of the presiding Bishop. On the back is the denomination again, and a vignette of the new temple at Salt Lake City. The back also bears the wording: “This note is not current except in the merchandise and produce departments of the general tithing store s house,” The engraving is well executed, and the printing is well done. The bills vary in color.” There are greenbacks for one department of the tithing house, hrownbacks for another, and so on. By ising this scrip the church is able to create a market for considerable quantities of the tithing. This scrip is given out in dis pan sing charity. It is used fo> paying for work on the temple so far as the workmen can make use of it. Employes of the tithing house n ceive their salaries or allowances partly in scrip. In numerous ways the Morn on money gets into circulation.— JSt. uis GlobeDemocrat,

Business Directory-1 THE DECATUR NATIORAI BANK. Oflcen-T. T. Dorwin, President; ■ Vice-President; R. 8? Peterson, Cashier: T. T. DorwlnPW.Smith, Henry Derkea, J. ± Hob brook, B. J. Terveer, J. D. Hale and R. 8. Paterson. Directors. We are prepared to make Loans on rood security, receive Deposits, furnish Domestic and Foreign Exchange, buy and sell Government and Municipal Bonds, and furnish Letters of Credit available in any of the principal cities of Europe. Also Passage Tickets to and from the Old World, including transportation to Decatur. Adams County Bank Capital. 175,000. Surplus, *75,000. “• Organized in 1871. „Officer»-D. Studabaker, President: Jesse Riblick.Vice-President; W. H.Niblick, Cashier. Do a general banking business. Collections ! made in all parts of the country. County, City and Township Orders bought. Foreign and Domestic Exchange bought end sold. Interest paid bn time deposits. IPRANCE * MERRYMAN. j. i. trance. A J. T. USUHTMAJI DECATUR, INDIANA; ! Office Nos. 1. 2 and 3. over the Adams Ccnnty Bank. Collections a specialty. j£IESSE HOUSE, I. J. MIESSE, Proprietor. i Decatur, Ind. Location Central—Opposite Court House. Ths leading hotel in the city. A. O. HOLLO WAY, ’ I*liywioia,xi<fc Surgeon I Office over Burns’ harness store, residence ■ at Mr. Elias Tyrrill’s. southwest corner Third I and Monroe streets. All calls proinply at- ' tended to in city or country night or day. JQ. NEPTUNE, • DENTIST. . Now located o ver Holt house's shoe store, and , la prepared to do all work pertaining to the dental profession. Gold filling a specialty. By the use of Mayo's Vapor he is enabled to extract teeth without pain. All work warranted. O. T. May. M. I>4 «k.xx<fl9 Surgeon Monroe. - . . Indiana. All calls promptly attended to day or night. Office at residence. WILLI A M H. MYKRS, Specialty—The Treatment of Women. Office at residence. 157 West Wayne street. Ft. Wayne. Indiana, from 10 to 12 a. tn. and 3to 5 p. m. Telephone 89. 5m3 L, H. Zeigler, Veterinary Surgeon. Modus Operand!. Or chotomy, Overotomy. Castrating Ridgling Horses and Spaying Cattie and Dehorning, and treating their diseases. Office near Romberg’s livery stable, Decatur. Indiana. H Xae3BX«.TTXCr. Veterinary Surgeon, Monroe, Xud. Successfully treats all diseases of Horses and C» f tle. Will respond to-calls at any time. Prices reasonable. James 8,. Bobo, | Attorney at Law Decatur, - - Indiana. Paul G. Hooper, i Attorney at Law Decatur, - • Indiana. MRS. M.L HOLLOWAY, M. D, Having again located in Decatur, one door north of the M. E. Church, will engage in the,, practice of Medicine, giving especial to Nervous Diseases peculiar to Women and Children. Will attend cases in the country when conveyance is furnished. Office hours I 9 to 11a. m. and 2 to 4:30 p. m., except Thursi day and Saturday afternoons. 35 MONEY TO LOAN On Farm Property on Long Time. KTo OoxmxklreoloßXa Low Rate of Interest. Fcasrxxaexxtaß i In any amounts caa be made at any time and stop interest. Call on, or address, A. K. GRUBB, or J. P, MAJfJT, Office: Odd Fellows’ Building, Decatur. TjJWTWIm ; and LOUISVILLE ■-! jM ™ water SaMi, The SHORT LINE Between >0 NORTH and south - Solid Trains To And From c 1 wclnw at 1 • ■ U ~ r | Through Coaches Between INDIANAPOLIS & FORT WAYNE ■ WnaVL Bure Connections ■Sf K ' .■ * n Union Depots, i -AND- , i 1 \ \ Un * xeel,ed Berv, °* J I For Rates and oth\tA\ \\ ? Ww er Information call j Wrsx: i l Gen’l Pass. & Ticket ' Vw Agt„ Ft. Wayne, Ind. GEO. W. BRADBURY, General Manager. B. & SUTTON, Sup’t. Whitewater R. R. TIME CARD.—SOUTH. May 18, 1890, . — Standard Time Fort Wayne....lv* 6 00 am HO 25 am * ft 40 pn BlufftOn ar 658 11 21 741 Montpelier 7 30 11 52 8 14 Hartford 748 12 10 pm 833 Muncie. 8 30- 12 50 9 15 ■ Indianapolis. 10 30 3 50 11 20 Cincinnati 530 Louisville 7 Oo • Daily NORTH. ♦ Ex. Sunday. Louisville t 7 80 .......... Cincinnati 7 59 Indianapolis 17 00 am 11 15 3 15 pn Muncie *905 115 pm 510 Hanford 9 45 1 57 5 50 Montpelier 10 05 2 15 6 OB Bluffton 10 39 . 2 48 • 38 Fort Wayne 11 35 45 7 40 OMB FARE FOB SUNDAYS ♦ • •

Notice to Teachers! •j - Notice Is hereby given that there will be a public examination of teachers at the office of {he county superintendent. In Decatur, Indiana. on. the' last Saturday of each month. Applcantsfor license must present “the proper trustee s certificate or other evidence of good moral character, and to be successful must pass a good examination in orthography, readET writing arithmetic gwgmnhf 6nXh rrammar. physiologv, history of the United States, science of education, and pre«ent on the day or examination, a review or cnmncwMtion npon one ot the following named books: Tale of Two Cities. David Copperfield, Ivanhoe, Heart of Midlothian. Henry Esmond. The Snr The Scarlet Letter. Fhe Sketch Book. hooker’s New York. The Happy Boy (by Bjorneon). Poems of Longfellow, Poems of Bryant. Poems of Whittier, Poems of Lowell, Haw, thorne’s Marble Faun.’ and Carlyle’s ’Heroes and Hero Worship, Holmes’ ‘Autocrat of the BreakfastTnbla. McMaster’s ‘Life of Franklln.’ and Charles RMde s ’Put Yourself in His Place.’ Said composition shall contain not less than 600 nor more than 1.000 words, shill be in the applicant's O’*" handwriting, and shall be accompanied with a declaration that it is the applicant’s origin*’ work. Reviews will be graded on penmanship, orthography and composition. Examinatious will begin promptly at 8:30 a. m. No license will be granted to applicants under seventeen years of ago. after August 1889. J. F. SNOW. Co, kupt. FOR MiN, ONLY! Eaboat, Nobl® MANHOOD folly Refitorcd. How to SSS3SSS7BSSSSS?® John F. Lachot Berne, Xxxcff., Kebpt a full line of Pure Drugs Chemicals, Patent Medicines, Paints, Brushes, Oils, Toilet and Fancy Articles. Also a complete stock of Choice Family Groceries, All of which will be sold at lowest living prices. Physicians’ Prescriptions carefully compounded. Give him a call. SPECIAL NOTICE. I desire to say to the people of A damn County that if you want an abstract to your land. Mortgage or deed executed you can get the same done with neatness and dispatch by calling on A. McW. BOLLMAN, Becordac. - i , •

C. T. DOBWIN. A. A. NICHOLS. J. BOBT. CHRISTEN. DECATUR STONE AND LIME CO., • Proprietors of the DOLOMiC LIMESTONE QUARRIES And Manufacturers of Door and Window Sills and Caps, Range Work, Monument Bases, Curbing, Wall Stone and Snoxv White T iivn«, and dealers in ; Plaster Paris, Plastering Hair, Portland and Louisville Cement. We guarantee the quality of our Lime equal to any made. Call on us and we will convince you that you can save money by dealing with us. Quarry and warehouse, north of Second St. City office, Dorwin’s Photograph Gallery. 6m6 MONEY TALKS. And so does the prices on every article of goods at PDIIET’S Hnss SHOD And Second-Hand Store , Tell their own stary. Having removed to the Kover Hall Building, a few steps east of Second Street, I cordially invite all my friends to call and see me when in need of anything in the line of new and second-hand Harness, Stoves, Tinware, Household Goods and a thousand and one articles that are sold CHEAPERTHAN /. DIHT! r - ■ Don’t be humbugged into baying high priced goods without first seeing my immense stock and learning the inducements I have to offer. l®“Hunt me up and save your $ $ $ $ ■ SL Porter. Madison Street, West of Stone’s Hardware Store. me $78,000 Worth of Superbly Hade Due to our large facilities for Manufacturing, enables us to offer the Largest, th« Richest and most Varied Assortment of Sluing and Snmmar OatMng J . - . ■ ‘ At prices that defy competition. Every Mill of worth at home and abroad is represented in our stock of ciotsing. Working Suits, from $3.00 upwards. > Business Suits, from fjAo upwards. Dress Suits, from |io.oo upwards Our Children’s and Furnishing Goods Department is full of new, bright Novelties and admired by all. ■ ' ■ NZUT k OQMYAinr, 16 and 18 East Berry Street, , Fort Wayne, Xodfama, - -

Chicago and Atlantic R’y., With its Pullman-built equipment, snbatanMnlly epnstructed roadway, and low rates of tare insure a safe, speedy, and economical journey to all points EAST OR WEST. Writs to your nearest railway agsnt for tbs attractive low rates via this line. TIME-CARD IN EFFECT JULY SB, 1889. GOING WIST. 1 3 5 17 31 Btatkms— Ex Pacific Chic’o Way Thro? Ex. Ex, Frei't |Frolt. I PM. A.M. Boston...lv ....... 300 830 New York 830 a'uO AM. PM. Marion 800 11 20 1255 300 AM. Kenton ...850 1210 135 420 ....... Jagger 917 t 5 03 Lima »45 105 2it 545 Bpencerlle. 14 830 Enterprise. 10 <5 303 720 Decatur... 11 20 226 330 815 Kingsland. 11 48 ....... ....«>. 900 ....... PM. HunUntn... 12 35 325 425 10 00 801ivar..... 1 15 Newton.... 119 403 458 Akron 1 42 Rochester.. 208 445 538 No. 15 AM N. Judson.. 315 550 Kouts 3 47 6 22 Cr. Point.. 4 35....... 7 15 Hammond. 5 10 7 25 8 00 800 Englewood. 544 755 830 835 Archer Ave. 6 05 8 15 8 50 9 00 Chicago, .ar 615 825 900 910 GOING EAST. 8 .10 12 16 32 Stations— Acosta Atlanc Mail Way Thro’ Hunt ]/Ex. Ex. Frei’t. Frei’t. I AM. AM. PM PM. Chicago..lv 10 15 750 720 535 Archer Ave. 10 25 \_B 00 730 545 Englewood. 10 45 820 750 605 Hammond.. 11 15 8 50 8 20 6 40 Cr. Point .. ....1.. 9 23 8 50 7 15 Kouts 10 05 7 58 N. Judson. 10 37 *9 57 .8 36 PM. 'Rochester. . 126 11 44 11 01 PM. Akron 12 05 11 211 Newton..,. 203 12 30 11 42 Bolivar 12 36 No. 18 AM AM. Huntintn .. 240 125 12 25 525 ....... Kingsland.. 2 05 +6 15 Decatur.... 3 30 2 30 1 19 6 52 Enterprise. 303 HSO 740 ....... Spencer’lle. 355 214 821 ....... Lima 4 42 4 01 2 36 8 55 Jagger *3O +9*o Kenton .... 525 455 325 10,28 ....... Marion ..ar 605 555 410 11 55 ....... PM AM New York.. 5 0O 7 00 PM. Boston 10 09 12 40 (•Trains stop only cu «>gnal. Trains 8. 12, 16, 3,5, 15, daily. Trains 17 and 18 dail; except Sunday. Where no time is show- trains do not stop. Ask for your tickets via The Chicago & Atlantis Railway, and your journey will be one ot comfort and pleasure. „ F. C. DONALD, Gen’l Paas. Agt. G. M. BEACH, Gen’l Manager. C hlcagc.