Decatur Democrat, Volume 34, Number 30, Decatur, Adams County, 17 October 1890 — Page 5

©he decattrCind. *. BLACKBURN, - - - Publisher. Prince Bismarck keeps the wolf from the door with $170,000 a year. Almost 54,000 Frenchihen belong to the Legion of Honor, 32,021 of being connected with the army and the, civilians. The snow-shovel factories of New England will start the season with 600,000 anow-ehovels left over from last year, and the Middle States and the West stand ready to furnish a tramp for every shovel. Let old Boreas get up and howl. Was this the introduction of Freemasonry into this country ? Weeden, in his history of New England, says that in 1658 fifteen families came to Newport, R. L, from Holland, bringing, with their goods and mercantile skill, the first three degrees of Freemasonry. Physicians say that cases of nervous prostration are less frequent since low heels have come into fashion. They allow the whole weight of the body to rest on the feet, remove the tension to which the muscles are subjected by high heels, and keep the calf of the leg in its normal condition. Something new in the way of brickmaking has sprung up at St. Joseph, Mich., where the sand of the beach by a chemical process is being turned into bricks. They are represented to be superior to pressed brick, and largo quantities are being put into fine residences and the fronts of business blocks. - Royalty is always dear in England. An ebony walking stick which once belonged to Georgius Tertius was lately sold at auction in London for S9O. The gold top was engraved with “G. R.” and crown, and contained the hair of Princesses Augusta Elizabeth, Mary Sophia and Amelia, and was inscribed as the gift of Princess Mary. The Sioux Indians who are looking for an Indian Messiah are under the leadership of an old medicine man named Red Shirt, who is believed to be over one hundred years old. He gets his name from the fact that he has always worn a red fiannel shirt, and his extreme old age is inferred perhaps from the evident antiquity of that garment. . ' s 0 There are 500 convicts in the Southern Indiana prison, and fifty of them are serving life sentences. Some of these are for murders committed, the most brutal known in the history of Indiana, and among them wife slayers predominate. Many are men serving sentyenchs for the most insignificant offenses. One man is serving a year for stealing a pair of 10-cent socks. In some cities classes have been organized to teach the young men and women to read the New Testament in the Greek language. A united effort to get them to read it in English, and do it would be more to the point. There is a growing movement toward the aesthetic in religious circles. Au effort, as it were, to build up exclusive circles inside the one that should be broad enough to take in “all sorts and conditions of men.” A writer on disinfectants claims that the most reliable one that is practicable for families is the vapor of sulphur. ; To use this put it into an iron vessel, set it on fire and leave it to burn out in the apartment with the doors tightly closed. About two pounds of roll sulphur is required for a room ten feet square with ceiling of ordinary height. The fumes are dangerous to life, and caution must be observed in entering the room before it is free from the sulphurous gas. An English newspaper charged a shire councilor with having “tiddly winked the shire funds.” The law was invoked and, after consulting all available dictionaries without finding any definition of the term, the Court dethe phrase was not necessarily libelous. The game of tiddlewinks, which is now in vogue in this country, is- one of skill, and an expert tiddlewinker must-be gifted with slight of hand. Financial tiddlewinking is a luggestive phrase, and is now introduced for the first time. Awful occurrences cry out from the telegraph pages of the press with startling regularity. There seems to be no interruption in the procession of what •was once regarded as horrifying events, but which now, owing to familiarity, are looked upon as matters of course. It requires a stupendous effort of the mind to realize that these violent deaths, murders and accidents which hurl human beings into eternity by trainloads are a necessary adjunct of our civilization and a part of the progress of the agd% but so they have come to be considered, and no regular reader of tho daily press is nowadays moved 'to unusual remark by a perusal of these hitherto harrowing recitals. In the marriago ceremonies in the Salvation Army the bride is not asked to reply to the question common in most Christian organizations whether she will obey her husband. No exception was made in this respect in the marriage of Gen. Booth’s son Herbert to Capt. Carrie Schock, a Salvation lass. Marshal Ballington Booth was asked the reason why the word obey is omitted from the service. The Marshal replied through one of his Captains: “We dp not admit the inferiority of women to men in the Salvation Army. That principle permeates the organization from the General down to the meanest private. In fact, most of the married warriors confess that their wives are the better half. So Gen. Booth has made

a marriage service and jfmt it in the ‘Orders end Regulations for Field Officers,* a big book, as follows: “Will you have this man to be /your wedded husband, to live together after God’s ordinance in the holy State of matrimony; will you love him, serve, honor, and help him in sickness and in health, and never seek to prevent his doing anything that is in his power to do, or giving anything that is within his 'fbwer, to help the ‘Salvation Army,’ and so on." The Cincinnati Enquirer very prop perly calls a halt on “silent alarms” in the case of fire. As a result of a silent alarm in Cincinnati, there was a collision between a ladder wagon and a street car, a number of people in the car having a narrow escape. Silent alarms endanger the lives of those who may happen to be on the street and whose only warning of the approach of the engines and wagons at breakneck speed is the clang of the bell, and frequently this notice is so' brief as to be dangerous to the pedestraiu. But when the big bells ring out the streets are cleared in advance and there is no danger of a collision or of any body being hurt. There is no good reason for a silent alarm. The location of a fire is something with which every body ought to be made acquainted promptly. Men stop in the midst of their business to count the strokes of the bell, and if it is their property that is being cousumed it is their desire and their right to hasten at once to the scene of the fire. In the case of a silent alarm they have no meins of knowing of the destruction of their homes and valuables until the mischief has been accomplished. The practice does not pievail in Columbus to a very great extent, but there ought not to be a single instance of it. Obeyed “De Speret.” An old negro was found casting a net in a preserved fish pond. “I have you at last,” exclaimed the owner. “Stand right where you are. If you try to run I’ll shoot you. W hat are you stealing my fish tor?” “Look yere, you doan call dis stealin’ feesh, does you ?” “Os course I do, you trifling scoundrel !” “Wall, es dat’s de case dar’s er p'int o’ diffunce betwixt us. I call it ’ligion, sah.” “You call it what?” “’Ligion, sah; dat’s what I calls it. Peter and John an’ all de ’ciples, when da felt ’ligious, tuck er net an’ went an’ kotch some feesh, an’ now, when de sperit dun moved me, an’ I has come ’cordin’ ter de scriptur’ an’ gunter cast de net, w’y yere you come an’ calls me er thief. Ez ’ligious er man ez you ez oughter be ’shamed o’ yo’se’f. W’y, I reckon es you hader libed in de ole days an’ hader seed Peter er foeshin’, you woulder got after him, too. Dar was jes sich men er libin’ at dat time, sah, an’ whut did da do? Da strayed off alter <Je golden ca’f o’ ’niquity an’ let de feesh o’ righteousness _er lone. De speret moved me ter come off down yere an’ cast dis yere net an’ now you come ah’ ‘ject ter de speret.” “I object to you stealing my fish, you trifling rascal.” .“I ain't stealin’ yo’ feesh, sab. I jest castin’t like de m< wdo.” “So you haven't taken any fish?” “Noj sah. cose I ain’t; but I kain’t hep it if d< sj eret tole me ter cast, de net.” “What.have you got in that bag?” “Dis bag right yere?” ’ “Yes, that bag right there." “What’s I got in it?” “That’s what I said.” “Wall, sah, I put er few feesh in yere jest ter keep ’em frum bein’ proud in de flesh. Feesh is monstuc proud some time, sah, an’ I jes wanter show ’em dar’s sicher thing ez pride cornin’ down putty low.” “Yes, and I’ll just show you there’s such a thing as going to jail.” “What! ’Caze I follered de speret an’ tuck de pride outen de feesh? Wall, I sees one thing mighty cl’ar. Dar ain’t .no usen er man follerin’ de speret deze day& Es Peter was yere now he’d git ’gusted wid de white folks an’ go off down yaodar wid de niggers. Now, sah, es you wanter disgrace yo’se’f by takin’ me ter jail I’se wid you.”—Memphis Avalanche. 4 Narrow Escape. A couple of Brooklyn boys who have won some reputation as musicians—one being a banjoist and the other a hottlonicon—were invited to the house of a friend the other evening to give exhibitions of their skill. The boys accepted, and carried their banjo and bottles with them. On their return home at a late hour they were stopped by a policemam, who inquired: “Phawt have ye in that ’er bag?” “Bottles,” was the reply. * “Bottles! and where did yez get them ?’ “We have had them for about a year.” “Where are yez bringin’ them from?” “From down town.” “Phwat are yez doin’ wid them?” “Taking them home.” “Well, are yez movin’?” “Not at the present, but we’ll have to be pretty soon,” was the rejoinder. “Soi, young fellers, phwat koiud ’av bottles be them ?” the officer asked. ° “Wine bottles,” replied the boys anxious to get away from his persistent inquiries, and then with eyes as big as saucers he cunningly inquired: “Well, have yez woin in dthem now, me little men ?” They said they had not, but he insisted upon satisfying himself, and demanded that they should let him examine the bag, which he was permitted to do. After finding the bottles empty he left in disgust, making the remark as he walked away: “If dthem bottles had woin in dthem, I’d confiscate dthem on the shpot. Do yez moind that, now ?” General Hancock's Mustache and the Stupid Counterleitore. A curious mistake was made by the counterfeiters who have put several two-dollar silver certificates on the market when they curled Gen." Hancock’s mustache in the wrong direction. An employe in the Treasurer’s office at Washington discovered the counterfeit, but in consequence of their error made in changing the General’s appearance, even by a hair, the certificates can be easily detected. He had been captured as he came out of the hallway with the article in his I hand. "What are you in the dock for?” j asked the magistrate. “Simply trying to raise an umbrella, your Honor.”— i Philadelphia limes. 1

WHERE OUR LORD DIED. DR. TALMAGE DESCRIBES HIS VISIT TO MOUNT CALVARY. Jerusalem the Holy City—Scenes of Past Splendor — The Twenty-Three Mighty Sieges—A Crusade of the Nineteenth Century. Dr. Talmage delivered his third sermon on his recent tour in Palestine in the Academy of Music, Brooklyn. The doctor spoke as follows from the text: “If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.”—Psalm cxxxvii, 5. Paralysis of his best hand, the withering of its muscles and nerves, is here invoked if the author allows to pass out of mind the grandeurs of the Holy City where once he dwelt. Jeremiah, seated by the river Euphrates, wrote this psalm, and not David. Afraid lam of anything that approaches imprecation, and yet I can understand how any one who has ever been at Jerusalem should, in enthusiasm of soul, cry out, whether he be sitting by the Euphrates, or the Hudson, or the Thames, “If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning!” You see it is a city unlike all others for topography, for history, for significance, for style of population, for water works, for ruins, for towers, for domes, for ramparts, for literature, for tragedies, for memorable birthplaces, for sepulchers, for conflagrations and famines, for victories and defeats. I am here at last in this very Jerusalem, and on a housetop, just after the dawn of the morning of December 3, with an old inhabitant to point out the salient features of the scenery. “Now,” I said, “where is Mount Zion?” “Here akyour right.” “Where is Mount Olivet?” “In front of where you stand.” “Where is the Garden of Gethsemane?” “In yonder valley.” “Where is Mount Calvary?” Before he answered I saw it. No unprejudiced mind can have a moment's doubt as to where it is. Yonder I see a hill in the shape of a human skull, and the Bible says that Calvary was the “place of a skull.” Not only is it skull shaped, but just beneath the forehead of.the hill is a cavern that looks like e'yeless sockets. Within the grotto under it is the shape of the inside of a skull. Then the Bible says that Christ was crucified outside the gate, while the site formerly selected was inside the gate. Besides that, this skull hill was for ages the place where the malefactors were put to death, and Christ was slain as a malefactor. The Saviour's assassination took place beside a thoroughfare along which people went “wagging their heads,” and there is the ancient thoroughfare. I saw at Cairo, Egypt, a clay mold ot that skull hill, made by the late General Gordon, the arbiter of nations. While Empress Helena, 80 years of age, and imposed upon by having three crosses exhumed before her dim eyes, as though they were the three crosses of Bible story, selected another site as Calvary, all recent travelers agree that the one I point out to you was, without doubt, the scene of the most terrific and overwhelming tragedy this planet ever whitnessed. There were a thousand things we wanted to see that third day of December, and our dragoman proposed this and that and the other journey, but I said: “First of all show us calvary. Something might happen if we went elsewhere, and sickness or accident might hinder us seeing the sacred mound. If we see nothing else, we must see that and see it this morning.” Some of us in carriage and some on mule back, we were soon on the way to the most sacred spot that the world has ever seen or ever willjsee. Coming to the base of the hill we first went inside the skull of rocks. It is •railed Jeremiah’s grotto, for there the prophet wrote his book of Lamentations. The grotto is thirty-five feet high, and its top and sides are malachite, green, brown, black, white, red and gray. Coming forth from those pictured subterraneous passages we begin to climb the steep sides of Calvary. As we go up we see cracks and crevices in the rocks, which I think were made by the convulsions oi nature when Jesus died. It is impossible for you to realize what our emotions were as we gathered, a group of men and women, all saved by the blood of the Lamb, on a bluff of Calvary, just wide enough to contain three crosses. I said to my family and friends: “I think here is where stood the cross of the impenitent burglar, and there the cross'ofthe miscreant, and hear between, I think, sfeod the cross which all our hopes depend.” As I opened the nineteenth chapter of John to read a chill blast struck the hill and a cloud hovered, the natural solemnity impressing the spiritual solemnity. I read a little, but broke down. I defy any emotional Christian man sitting upon Golgotha to read aloud and with unbroken voice, or with any voice at all, the whole of that account in Luke and Johreof which these sentences are a fragment: “They took Jesus and led Him away,and He, bearing His cross, went forth into a place called the place of a skull, where they crucified Him and two others with Him, on either side one, and Jesus in the midst;” “Behold thy mother!” “I thirst;” “This day shalt thou be with me in Paradise;” “Father, forgive them, they know not what they do;” “If it be possible, let this cup pass from me.” What sighs, what sobs, what tears, what tempests of sorrow, what surging oceans of agony in. those utterances! While W 6 Sat there the whole scene came before us. All around the top and the sides and the foot of the hill a mob raged. They gnash their teeth and shake their clinched fists at Him. Here the cavalry horses champ their bits find paw the earth and snort at the smell of the carnage. Yonder a group of gamblers are pitching up as to who shall have the coat of the dying Saviour. There are women almost dead with grief among the crowd, His mother and His aunt, and some whose sorrows He had comforted and whose guilt He had pardoned. Hero a man dips a sponge into sour wine, and by a stick lifts it to the hot and cracked lips. The hemorrhage of the five wounds has done its work. The atmospheric conditions are such as the world saw never before or since. It was not a solar eclipse, such as astronomers record or we ourselves have i seen; it was a bereavement of the heavens! Darker! until the towers of the temple were no longer visible. Darker! until the surrounding hills disappeared. Darker! until the inscription above the middle cross becomes illegible. Darker! until the chin of the dying Lord fallS upon the breast, and He sighed with this last sigh the words, “It is finished!” But we must hasten back to the city. There are stones , in the wall which Solomon had lifted. Stop here and see a startling proof of the truth of prophecy. In Jeremiah, thirty-first chapter and fortieth verse, it is said that Jerusalem shall be built through the ashes. What ashes, people have been asking. Were those ashes just put into the prophecy to fill up? No! the meaning has been recently discovered. Jerusalem is now being built out in a certain direction where the ground has been submitted to a chemical analysis, and it has been found to be the ashes cast out from the sacrifices of the ancient temple, ashes of the wood and ashes of bones of animals. There are great mounds of ashes, accumulation of centuries of sacrifices. It has taken all these thousands of years to discover what Jeremiah meant when he

j said; “Behold the days shall come, saith the Lord,«that the city shall be built to the Lord*from the tower of Hananeel unto the .gate of the corner, and the whole valley of the dead bodies and of the ashes.” The people of Jerusalem are at this very time fulfilling that prophecy. One handful of that ashes on which they are building is enough to prove the divinity of the Scriptures! Pass by the place where the corner stone of the ancient tetaple was laid three thousand years ago by Solomon. Explorers have been digging, and they found that corner stone seventy-five feet beneath the surface. It is fourteen feet long, and three feet eight inches high, and beautifully cut and shaped, and near it was an earthern jar that was supposed to have contained the oil of consecration used at of laying the corner stone. Yonder, from a depth of forty feet, a signet ring has been brought up inscribed with the words “Haggai, the Son of Shebnaiah/’ showing it belonged to the Prophet Haggai, and to that seal ring he refers in his prophecy, saying, “I will make thee as a signet.” I walk further on far under ground, and I find myself in Solomon's stables, and see the places worn in the stone pillars by the halters of some of his twelve thousand horses. Further on, look at the pillars on which Mount Moriah was built. You know that the mountain was too small for the temple, and so they built the mountain out on pillars, and I saw eight of those pillars, each one strong enough to hold a mountain. Here we entered the mosque of Omar, a throne of Mohammedanism, where we are met at the door by officials who bring slippers that we must put on before we take a step further, lest our feet pollute the sacred places. A man attempting to go in without these slippers would he struck dead on the spot. These awkward sandals adjusted as well as we could we are led to where we see a rock with an opening in it through which, no doubt, the blood of sacrifice dn the ancient temple rolled down and away. At vast expense the mosque has been built, but so somber is the place I am glad to get through it and take off the cumbrous slippers and step into the clear air. Yonder is a curve of stone which is part of a bridge which once reached from Mount Moriah to Mount Zion, and over it David walked or rode to prayers in the temple. Here is the wailing place of the Jews, where for centuries almost perpetually during the day tijne whole generations of the Jews have stood putting their head or lips against the wall of what was once Solomon’s temple. It was one of the saddest and most soleriin and impressive scenes I ever witnessed to see scores of these descendants of Abraham with tears rolling down their cheeks, and lips trembling with emotion, a book of psalms open before them, bewailing the ruin of the ancient temple and the captivity of their race, and crying to God for the restoration of the temple in all its original splendor! Most affecting scene! And such a prayer as that, century after century, I am sure God will answer, and in some way the departed grandeur will return, or something better. I looked over the shoulders of some of them, and saw that they were reading from the mournful psalms of David, while I have been told that this is the litany which some chant: ® For th© temple that lies desolate We sit in solitude and mourn; For the palace that is destroyed We sit in solitude and mourn ; For the walls that are overthrown We sit in solitude and mourn ; For our majesty that is departed We sit in solitude and mourn ; For our great men that lie dead We sit in solitude and mourn ; For priests who have stumbled We sit in solitude and mourn. But I must get back to the housetop where I stood early this morning, and before the sun sets, that I may catch a wider vision of what the city now is and once was. Standing here on the housetop I see that the city was built for military safety. Some old warrior, I warrant, selected the spot. It stands on a hill twenty-six hundred feet aboye the level of the sea, and deep ravines on three sides do the work of military trenches—compact as no other city was compact. Only three miles journey round, and the three ancient towers, Hippicus, Phasaejus, Mariamme, frowning death upon the approach of all enemies. - 6 As I stood there on the housetop, in the midst of the-city, I said, “O Lord, reveal to me this metropolis of the world, that I may see it as it once appeared.” No one was with me, ■•for there are some things you can see more vividly with no ope but God and yourself present. Immediately the mosque of Omar, which has stood for ages on Mount Moriah, the rite of the ancient temple, disappeared and the most honored structure of all the ages lifted itself in the light and I saw it—the temple, the ancient temple! Not Solomon’s terhple, but something grander than that. Not Zerubbabel’s | temple, but something more gorgeous than that. It was Herod's temple, builtj for the one purpose of eclipsing all its architectural predecessors. There it stood, covering nineteen acres, and 10,000 workmen had been forty-six years in building it. Blaze of magnificence! Bewildering range of porticoes and ten gateways and double arches and Corinthian capitals chiseled into lilies and acanthus. From this housetop on the December afternoon we look out in another direction, and I see the King's palace, covering a hundred and sixty-thousand square feet, three rows of windows illumining the inside brilliance, the hall-way wainscoted with all styles of colored marbles surmounted by arabasque, vermilion and gold, looking down on mosaics, music of waterfalls in the garden outside answering the music of the harps thrummed by deft fingers inside. Banisters over which princes and princesses leaned, and talked to kihgs and queens ascending the stsftrway. O Jerusalem, Jerusalem! Mountain City! City of God! Joy of the whole earth! Stronger than Gibraltar and Sebastopol! Surely it never could have been captured. But while standing there on the housetop that December afternoon I hear the crash of the twenty-three mighty sieges which have come against Jerusalem in the ages past. Yonder is the pool of Hezekiah and Siloam, but again and again were those waters reddened with human gore. Yonder are the towers, but* again and again they fell. Yonder are the high walls, but again and again they were leveled. Tn rob the treasures from her temple and palace and dethrone this queen city of the earth all nations plotted. David taking the throne at Hebron decides that he must have Jerusalem for his capital, and coming up from the south at the head of two hundred and eighty-thou-sand troops he captures it. Look, here comes another siege of Jerusalem! Another siege of Jerusalem, and Pompey, with the battering rams which a hundred men would roll back, and then at full run forward would bang against the wall of the city, and catapults hurling the rocks upon the people, left twelve thousand dead, and the city in the clutch of the Roman war eagle. Look, a more desperate siege of Jerusalem! Titus with his tenth legion on Mount of Olives, and ballista arranged on the principle-of the pendulum to swing great bowlders.against walls and towers, and miners digging under the city making galleries of beams underground, which, set on fire, tumbled great masses of houses and human beings into destruction and death. AU is taken now but the temple, and Titus , the conqueror,

wants to save that unharmed, but a sol dier, contrary to orders, hurls a torch into the temple and it is consumed. Many strangers were in the city at the time, and ninety-seven thousand captives were taken, and Josephus says one million one hundred thousand lay dead. But looking from the housetop, the siege that most absorbs us is that of the Crusaders. England and France and all Christendom wanted to capture the Holy Sepulcher and Jerusalem, then in possession of the Mohammedans under the command of one of the loveliest, bravest and mightiest men that ever lived, for justice must be done Aim though he was a Mohammedan — glorious Saladin! Against him came the armies of Europe, under Bichard, Coeur de Lion, King of England; Philip Augustus, King of France; Tancred, Qaymond, Godfrey and other valiant men, marching on through fevers and plagues and battle charges and sufferings as intense as the world ever saw. Saladin in Jerusalem, hearing of the sickness of King Richard, his chief enemy, sends him his own physician, and from the walls of Jerusalem, seeing King Richard afoot, sends him a horse. With all the world looking on the armies of Europe come within sight of Jerusalem. At the first glimpse of the city they fall on their faces in reverence, and then lift anthems of praise. Feuds and hatred among thpmselves were given up, and Raymond and Tancred, the bitterest rivals, embraced while the armies looked on. Then the battering rams rolled, and the catapults swung, and the swords thrust, and the carnage raged. Godfrey of Bouillon is the first to mount the wall, and' the Crusaders, a cross on every shoulder or breast, having taken the city, march bareheaded and barefooted to what they suppose to be the Holy Sepulcher and kiss the tomb. Jerusalem the possession of Christendom! But Saladin re-took the city, and for the last four hundred years it has been .in possession of cruel and polluted Mohammedanism! Another crusade is needed to start for Jerusalem, a crusade in this nineteenth century greater than all those of the past centuries put together. A crusade in which you and I will march. A crusade without weapons of death, but only the sword of the Spirit. Russian pilgrims lined all the roads around the Jerusalem we visited last winter. They had walked hundreds of miles, and their feet bled on the way to Jerusalem. Many of them had spent their last farthing to get there, and they had left some of those who started with them dying or dead by the roadside. An aged woman, exhausted with the long way, begged her fellow pilgrims not to let her die until she had seen the Holy City. As she came to the gate of the city she could not take another step, but she was carried in, and then said, “Now hold my head up till I can look upon Jerusalem,” and her head lifted, she took one look and said, “Now I die content? I have seen it.” Some of us before we reach the heavenly Jerusalem may be as tired as that, but angels of mercy will help us in, and one glimpse of the temple of God and the Lamb, and one good look at the “King in his beauty,” will more than compensate for all the toils and tears and heartbreaks of the pilgrimage. Hallelujah! Amen! One of the Big Girls. The largest and heaviest girl of her age that has ever lived has been unearthed in thelittle village of Cokeville, Westmoreland County, near the Indiana County line, about a quarter of a mile from Blairsville Intersection and Blairsville. Her name is Della Beck, her age is 16 years and she weighs’4so pounds. The girl is the daughter of a respectable coal miner, and is one of eight children. Her parents are both of ordinary size, and none of her brothers or sisters show signs of exceeding average limits in points of physical development, One sister reached the weight of 145 pounds at the age of 5 years, but died at that period. A reporter visited the Beck homestead and found Della to be a sufficiently comely American girl, strong and healthy, and evincing fair intelligence. When she was 5 years old she said she weighed 140 pounds, and she has been gaining steadily ever since. For some years past the increase in her weight has been at the rate of one pound a month. Delia’s chair is a curious piece of furniture, specially made for her, and a settee intended for two people. Her bed is furnished with extra supports. Della was asked if she experienced any difficulty in walking. “No,” she said, “but in going up stairs I puff a little.” Considering her enormous size she is wonderfully light on her feet. Compared with famous fat women of history, Della Beck outshines, or rather outweighs them all, when her age is taken into account. Hannah Battersby, the fattest woman that ever lived, did not acquire her phenomenal proportions until she was 40 years old, and Big Winnie, the colored heavyweight, was 30 before she made a record for herself. — Pittsburgh Times. The Land Turtle. The female lays her eggs. Her nest finished, the female turtle settles down to her work. Up to this time she invariably takes to the water at the approach of a stranger. After she begins to lay the presence of an army would not frighten her. A man could stand upon her back and she would keep her position until the last egg was dropped. Dr. Frank Fox, a well-known hunter, of New Smyrna, says he once saw a bear take his stand behind a turtle on the nest Bruin caught the eggs in alternate paws as they fell, and devoured them with a smack of the chops that could be heard at the distance of a hundred yards. Bears have been known to watch turtles for hours and then tear them to pieces because they showed no disposition to lay. The eggs are deposited at a depth of from fifteen to eighteen inches. They are not oval, but round, and nearly the size of a hen’s egg. The shell is flexible and white as snow. It is as elastic as rubber. Dent an egg with your thumb and the indention will last for hours. Egg hunters always carry a bag, in which they drop the eggs. A bag of eggs can be thrown across a horse, the horse riding at full gallop and not an egg be broken. A Farson’s Awkward Dilemma. The incumbent of a populous parish who never failed to have publication of numerous banns, looked for the bannsbook as usual after the first lesson. Feeling assured of finding it he commenced : “I publish the banns of marriage—” An awkward pause, during which he looked beneath the service books, but could not see the book, because it was not there. “I publish the banns,” repeated be, still fumbling, “between —between —” “Between the cushion and the seat,” shouted the clerk, looking up and pointing to the place where the book had been mislaid. — London Tid-Bits. Hash is a great mystery, but how so many people get it without’paying for it is a greater.— Dallas News.

CARTEKSI fl VER JgPiUsS. CURE Siek Headache and relieve all tbe troufclee txfdent' to a bilious state of the system, such as Dizziness Nausea, Drowsiness, Distress after eitins. 1-ain in the Side, &c. While their mast remarkable success has been shown in cnrlrg SICK Headache, yet Carter’s Little Liver Pills sra equally valuable in Constipation, curing and pretouting this annoying complaint, whilo they also c urrec t all d isorders of thestomach .stimulate the Lvcr and regulate the bowels. Even if they only ■' HEAD Ac] other would be almoatpricelcss to fhosewha c-.ter ;ioua this distressing complaint; butiortu- ; .to !y; heir goodness does notend here,and those v. .o cace try them will find these little pills tl'-.--übluiu so many ways that they will not bo witi..do without them. But after allsick ACHE brneof sosuaylives that herefcwhere . ? ji- r great boast. Our it while * uo not. >' ■ rr-tr’s Li.tio Liver Fills are very small and iuSy t o take. One or two pills make a dose. .?- > Ttr:cily vegetable and do not gripe or ' • . I ■.<; i>y Uiuir grntld action pleoso all who Jn vialsat 25 cents; five for $L Said 1 overjvchere, or scat by math ' Vfl’aiC’NG CO., New York. j' * ” F 3= LiSs— St S BBS x . S. s M M KI i < is ©c g g snj * = e Ho i 0 g § I 5 g cd 2 £ S. x w m w C 3 £ > E i 33 » ® ■ 0 - h S-1 0 s“®®® gSF2” £ m s a ’ •5® 6 • V- 1 O EIWV ”Safe •* 5. OT F i I 2 £ ‘ S ■ f i & nATTTTAIT L.. Douglas Shoes are VAUIIUU warranted, and every pair has his name and price stamped on bottom. ■’ «lta 0R W. L. DOUGLAS $3 SHOE GENTLEMEN, Fine Calf and Laced Waterproof Grain. The excellence and wearing qualities of this shoo cannot be better shown than by the strong endorsements of its thousands of constant wearers. Ss.OO Genuine Haud-sewed, an elegant and O stylish dress Shoe which commends Itself. SyIXX) Hand-sewed Welt. A fine calf Shoe unequalled for style and durability. SQ.SO Goodyear Wcit is the standard dress v Shoe, at a popular price. SQ.SO Policeman’s Shoe is especially adapted O for railroad men, farmers, etc. All made in Congress, Button and Lace. s3&s2 SHOES have been most favorably received since introduced and the recent improvements make them superior to any shoes sold at these prices. Ask your Dealer, and If he cannot supply you seu direct to factory enclosing advertised price,-je postal for order blanks. W. L. DOUGLAS, Brockton, Maj Henry Winnes, Decatur, Ind. 100,000 Hoop Poles WANTED — The undersigned will pay the highest Cash Prices for Hoop Poles of the following kinds and sizes; Hickory Tights and Double Tights, 7J4 to I feet long. White Oak Tights and Double Tights, TH to 8 feet long. Hickory Flour Barrel Poles from strong onehalf inch thick at top to strong 6% to 7 ft long. Flour Barrel Poles should be smooth bark. sFoIXKX 331001X49X*. Delivered at Christen’s Planing Mill. Decatur, Ind. 33-12 XBWIN, B. K. MANN, J. g ▲TTOKHTS - AT - LAW, And Notaries Public. Pension Claims Prosecuted. Office in Odd Fellows’ Building, Decatur, Ind. F O TT T Z’ S HORSE AND CATTLE POWDERS No Horan win die of Colic. Bots or Luxe Fa. van, if Foltz’s Powders are oeea in time. Fontz's Powders will cure and prevent Hoe Caouaa. Foutz’s Powders will prevent Gapbs in Fowls. Fouu's Powders will increase the quantity of milk and cream twenty per centa and make the butter firm and sweet. Fontz's Powders win cure or prevent almost avaar Disk ask to which Horses and Cattle are subject. FOUTZ'B PownsßS WILL eiVK SITISTJICTIOS. Sold everywhere. DAVID M FOtrrsk Proprietor. BAX.TIMOBK md. Sold by Holthouse & Blackburn, Decatur.

SPRING ARRIVALS! Our Counters are brimful! of New Goods Which are arriving daily that are choice colors and right in weight for spring and summer wear. All the Novelties in Imported and Domestic Suitings Are shown in our new arrivals. Large lines of— Henrietta Cloths and Silks in all the new and elegant styles. We also call your attention to the magnificent assortment of White Swiss - :HAMBURG EMBROIDERIES:Flouncings and all Over Embroideries, of which there are many new designs this year. Large Stock of White- Goods! JZheck Nainsooks, India Linen, etc., just arrived, at special prices. We shall continue to sell -iMUSLUTS, SHIRTINGS:And all other Cotton Goods for a short time cheaper than any other house. —Our variety of Notions-—-Dress Trimmings! And Fancy Goods can not be excelled. o - Full lines of- ■ o MEN’S and BOVS CLOTHIND Just in stock, all styles and prices, for less money than any store in the city. HATS & CAPS VERY CHEAP ~ g — o— ■ New arrival of - o CARPETS, OH. CLOTHS And Smyrna Rugs. Now is the time to buy these goods. -GROCERIESOur stock has been selected with great care, and we are prepared to offer special inducements in every department. Low Prices and Square, Honorable Dealing, is our motto. We have tha Goods to sell, so call and see our new arrivals and the immense bargains w have to show you. MRS. M. BREMERKAMP Second SL. Decatur. Ind. REMEMBER Ws are always prepared to* 1 MM ON SHORT NOTICE 7 REASONABLE PRICER