Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 42, Decatur, Adams County, 5 January 1894 — Page 3

liTWRJITWLF. ■ Tho Story of a Woman * Atonement, ■ by Charlotte M. Braeme. ■ CHAPTER XXV —Continued. ■ ' All preuaratioiin were completed ■ then, and Crown Leighton hud never ■ looked bo magnificent, never oven in ■ those days when kings und queens had H (held high revel in tho vast apartments. H Lady Charnleigh'* vivid imagination Shad been allowed to riot; every beuutiHr iful combination of flowers, lights, vel- ■ jvet hangings, and marble statuary ■ [Which it was jxtHtdble to imagine was ■' there. Nothing was wanting. There ■ were endless vistas of light and ■ blossom; fountains, the silvery spray H 'of which reflected manifold hues: per- ■ 'fume so sweet that it seemed to fill one ■ with ecstasy; music so clear, so har- ■ Tnonious, all assiduous und attentive, ■ rejoiced in this return of olden times. ■ I All tho elite of tho country hud boon B [invited, ami Lady Charnleigh remarked B (With pleasure that scarcely one invitaB Ition had been declined. As she went B [up-stairs to dress, satisfied with the B .tour of inspection she hud made, she ■ met Lady Fanshawe. B “I must express my surprise, I.conic,” B said that lady, with an amiable smile. ■ ’I have never seen anything in better B< taste; the decorations are superb. My ■ dear child, whore have learned to arB range all those things? I have no wish ■ to flatter you, but you wore indeed B ‘born to rank.’ It would have been a B thousand pities if such talents as yours B had boon lost to the great world. ■ And Lady Charnlelgh, well pleased, ■ passed on to her dressing-room, where B ner maid, with a most anxious face. B awaited her. There lay the superb B costumes ready for the charades and ■ the ball; jewels gleamed from their ■ velvet beds: satin, lace, velvet, and ■ glistening silk lay in picturesque disfl order. Lady Charnleign glanced round fl with a smile of content. All this was ■ hers. The proud feeling of possession ■ swelled her heart as it never had beI fore. All this was hers to give and to E take, to do with as she would. This ■ brilliant festival had sprung from one ■' word of hers; these people, the aris- ■ tocracy of the county, were all assem- ■ bling at her bidding and to do her ■ honor. ■ Presently her eyes fell on the two ■ ibouquets, "both placed on the toilet ■ table, and a slight shade of perplexity ■ crossed her beautiful face. I “Divide those flowers,” she said to I her maid; “I shall wear some of each. I If Bertram had brought me only a I bunch of wild bluebells." she added to ■ herself. “I would rather have them ■ than exotics from a king's garden, but ■ I cannot make Paul unhappy to-night.” . > A magnificent toilet, in which was to receive her guests, had been prepared; it could be changed afterward for the * charade costumes. “I have never seen you look so well, my lady,” said the maid, when the arduous duties of the toilet were completed; and Lady Charnleigh, looking in the glass, felt satisfied. Her dress was of fresh white, glistening silk, covered with silver net, and i trimmed with green leaves; with this she wore the Charnlelgh diamonds, known bv connoisseurs as the finest stones in England'. She was a marvel , of beauty, light and brightness. As she descends the stairs she saw Sir Bertram; he approached her very humbly. “Do not be angry because I have , waylaid you,” he said, “I could not ' rest until I had seen my queen. Oh, Leonie, how lovely you are! Your beauty dazzles me.” “If it pleases you, Bertram,” she said, gently, “I am'pleased to be beautiful.” His response was one that brought a vivid flush to her face, and sent Lady Charnleigh into the drawing-room looking more radiant than ever. CHAPTER XXVI. The festivities of that night were not soon forgotten. It wms as though all the beauty and elite of tho county’ were gathered together; and the queen of tho brilliant assembly was Leonie, Countess of Charnleigh.£ It was perhaps tho happiest, certainly the most brilliant, evening of her life. The golden glamour of first love was strong upon her. She knew that one glance from her beautiful eyes would bring tho man she best loved on earth to her feet; she saw the bravest and noblest in the land gathered at her bidding to do her homage. Tho charades were most effective; people wore eloquent in their expressions of F admiration. The lights and flowers, the gleaming jewels and shining dresses, tho rippling fountains, the banks of brillant blossoms, rising one above the other, the superb hangings, the statues half hidden in the foliage, all presented a scene of beauty as dazzling as if it was a novel. The theater, with its pretty stage, was much admired. Lady Charnleigh was surrounded by admirers; her guests seemed never to weary of praising her tact and graceful management. Several times Sir Bertram tried to approach her, but she held up a white finger as though to warn him away. • Captain Flemyng looked around on the scene of magnificence and splendor. Lady Charnleigh was standing where the light from one of the large chan- , defiers fell full upon her; there was a smile on her radiant face, for the chief magnate of the county, the Duke of Burden, was complimenting her, and Leonie was young enough to enjoy flattery from a duke. “She looks like a queen among her courtiers,” said the young soldier to himself. “I say from my heart that she reigns here far better than I should.” Some softening thought had evidently passed through her mind, for she smilingly invited him to join her. and he thought she preferred his society to that of Sir Bertram Gordon. Then the brilliant company went in long procession through the broad, fragrant corridor to the theater, where everything was prepared for them. A pretty little greenroom had been fitted up for those who were to join in the tableaux and charades. One after the . other each beautiful picture was res ceived with great eclat, tho two favorites being Miss Dacre as Elaine and Lady Charnleigh as Marie Stuart. There was.a general demand before the tableaux came to an end that the ladies should wear tho same picturesque costumes for the ball. The music was well chosen. The band had been sent from London, and the first strains of a dreamy German waltz seemed to float away from tho Howers and lights. The procession from the theater to the ballroom was even more brilliant than the former one, owing to the picturesque dresses of the ladies. “My costume is not complete,” said Lord Holdene to the young countess; “I want a pair of silver shoe-buckles—-those, of tho old-fashionod Holdene had been one of the ; most efficient actors in the charades, and Lady Charnleigh was very desirous to please him. “I must dance this first waltz," she said; “then I will see that some are found for you." • The first waltz was with the Duke, and before she could attend to Lord

— Holdene’s request she had to danoe with Sir Bertram. Nover while the sun shone and the flowers bloomed did Lady Charnlelgh forgot tho happiness of that h’our. The lights, the flowers, the fragrance, all teemed to bewilder her. His arm was around her, his eyes wore lingo: ing on her sweet lace. Ho was thinking to himself, “She will be mine; to-morrow she will promise-to bomyvyife." When tho dance was ended, m l tho last sweet strains had died, Lady Charnleigh turned to him. “I am going to the housekeeper’s riK m." she said, “to send Mrs. Fearon in search of some silver shoe-buckles.” Ho was pleased to linger a few minutes longer ut her tide. “I willaccompany you,” he said; and they loft the ball-room together. She gathered up the sweeping train of purple velvet and threw it over her white arm. “I wonder if queens over feel inclined to run,” she said; “it is to ba hoped that they are not always en mine. One of my childish delusions was that they sat all day with crown and scepter. How many more of my girlish fancies uro but delu dons, I wondor?” Before ho could reply they had reached tho housekeepers room, and Mrs. Fearon was made acquainted with the difficulty about tho shoebucklos. “There are sure to be plenty of them, my lady," she replied, “in the large wardrobe in tho oak room.” "Then let one of the maids go for some at once,” said Lady Charnleigh. Mrs. Fearon smiled. “I do not think, my lady, with all due submission, that any of them will dare to go: I will go myself the instant I have flnishqd here." “I cannot wait. Why will no one dare to go, Mrs. Fearon?” “There is a belief, my lady, that the cak chamber is haunted; none of the servants will enter it. lam obliged to attend to it myself.” Patience was certainly not one of Lady Charnleigh’s virtues. The color flushed in her beautiful face, and the white, jeweled fingers flung back the violet velvet train. “I will go myself. If I wait until you find a sensible maid-servant, or until you have finished. Lord Holdene will not have his buckles to-night —that is certain.” The housekeeper was far too wise ever to contradict her imperious young mistress. “As you please, my lady. Shall some one carry a taper for you?” “No, I will carry it myself. The next time you engage any maids, Mrs. Fearon, take care they have no absurd fancies.” Sir Bertram had stood by, an amused spectator of the little scene; he admired Loonie's impetuous spirited manner, and thought her more beautiful than ever when she was impatient. Mrs. Fearon provided a silver candlestick and a wax taper. “Pray, let me go with you, my lady, to carrv this,” she said. “No, I will not take you from your employment. Is this the key?” For the housekeeper with great solemnity had unlocked a small iron chest and taken from it an antique key. “This will open the wardrobe, my lady. It used to be a rule of the house that no one should ever open it except the mistress of the house. ” “What does it contain—anything very precious?” asked the countess. “Old-fashioned court dresses and ornaments, antique jewelry, valuable point lace, and other things.” “I wonder that I never thought of looking in it before. Make haste, Mrs. Fearon. ” Then, with the lighted taper in her hand, she walked quickly through the corridor with Sir Bertram by her side. “I am very much afraid,” she said, laughingly, “that my manners have not that repose which stamps the class of Vero de Vere. How impetuous I am! I could have carried that good Mrs. Fearon off in a whirlwind because she was not quick enough. ” “Let me carry the light to the room,” he-said; but she, in her graceful, imperious way, refused. "Then let me wait here until you return,” he begged; and to that she agreed. Suddenly Sir Bertram took the taper from her hand, set it down on one of the broad window seats, and took both her white jeweled hands in his. “Leonie,” he said, “you look beautiful enough to-night to bewilder any man. You ought to have been a queen; that diamond crown and-these royal robes suit you well. Oh, my queen, my queen, do you not know that I have loved you so long, and have never even dared to touch those soft sweet lips? Ybur beauty has bewildered me; blame that—not me.” He stooped down and kissed the fair white brow. She was not angry, but she drew back with a quick, sudden movement that made the light in her jewels shine like scattered flames all round her. • “When shall I find those hackles, Sir Bertram? Let me go now, and wait here until my return.” She gathered up her violet train, threw it over her arm, and wont up the stairs. When she reached the top, she turned round and smiled on him, the light gleaming in- her jeweled crown and on her fair face; and then she passed from his sight, leaving him more deeply in love than ever. As he saw her then, he never saw’ her afterward. for the syme light and brightness never shone upon her face again. CHAPTER XXVI I. Lady Charnleigh walked on quickly until she reached the door of the oaken chamber. She did not remember ever to have entered this room, which in olden days had been the sleeping-cham-ber of the mistress of Crown Leighton. The last Lady Charnleigh had died there, and for some untold reason a rumor had arisen that her spirit was not at rest, and that at night she might be seen wringing her hands and weeping bitter tears. None of the servants cared to go near the place after sunset. Lady Chabnleigh looked round with some curiosity; she placed the silver candlestick o'n the toilet-table. and glanced with wonder at the beautiful ancient room: and while she stood there quite silently the sound of the distant music seemed to float nearer and nearer. There were four large, lofty windows in the room, and they were hung with dark velvet, bordered with golden fringe. The bedstead resembled a huge hearse more than anything else; the furniture, all made of solid oak, was heavy, massive and magnificent; the great wardrobe reached all across the room. This last was wondrously carved and had huge wings; and near it stood a large mirror in an antique silver frame. She went to the wardrobe, but stood for a few minutes before the mirror; she still wore the royal dress q( Marie Stuart, a robe of violet with a long train, and the famous Charnleigh diamonds, which had been formed into a crown. As she stood before tho mirror, the light seemed to center on her; the dark, gloomy oaken room lay all in deepest shade. She was like a vision of light and radiance, “every inch a queen." She looked at her imago shining there so fat;' and bright, and a pleased smile at her own loveliness rippled over her lips. “It is good to be fair,” she said; and

her fancy amused itself by picturing life as it must be for a queen. Perhaps that was thecrownlrlg moment of her life; she never again knew one so cloudlessly happy. Sho could hour the sound of music floating around her; her lover, impatiently waiting for her, was not far off. She was pleased with the charm of her own loveliness, and she turned from the mirror with a sense o perfect Content. She unlocked the wardrobe. It was one of unusual size, and on tho shelves lay wonders of dress, antique jewelry and ornaments. “On the very first wot day that ccmos I will look at all these things,” thought the young count© a to harsclf. She saw drosses of dumask, silk volvet trains, ostrich feathers, all tho grandeur that hud delighted tho dead Ladies Charnleigh, and then her attention was attracted to what seemed to lie old-fushionod coui-t suits, such as gontlemon might have worn. “1 shall find some buckles here,” she thought, lifting up a velvet coat richly embroidered. She was right; there wore several pairs of silver shoe buckles of groat value, und she chose the prettiest. When she hud done so, she replaced some of the velvet garments, and there fell from amongst thorn an old dressing-gown mudo of quilted crimson satin. It fell to the ground, and Lady Charnleigh, with a little murmur of impatience, stooped to pick it up. She hold it carelessly in her hand, and as she did so there dropped out of one of the capacious pockets a large parchment carefully folded and sealed. There was no warning, no foreboding of the truth as she bent her fair face wonderingly over the document. Presently her eyes grew dim with an untold horror, her face grow white even to the lips, as she read what was written there. She tore open tho parchment—her lips trembled —her hands shook. This was the missing will—the will to find which that old mansion had been searched and searched in vain. With dim eyes, full of horror, she read: “I, Ulric, Earl of Charnleigh, being of sound mind, make this my last will and testament. I give and bequeath to Captain Paul Flemyng, son of Charles and Alice Flemyng, my estates and fortune. I bequeath to him all the property of which I am possessed—the mansion and estates of Crown Leighton, together with all the other estates belonging to me, furniture, plate, jewelry, carriages, horses, books, without reserve; and this 1 do, not because he is nearest of kin, but because he is the son of the only woman I ever loved; and I wish him to give suitable legacies to all my servants, but I absolutely forbid any division of the moneys or lands left to him." The witnesses to the will were Harriet Simmons and James McCarthy. The parchmsnt fell from her trembling hands to the floor. It was a scene that would have attracted the notice of an artist—the grand, gloomy room, with its magnificent carvings and furniture, lying in deep Rambrandt-like shadows: the silvery light of that one taper falling on the jewels and the shining queenly robes. The will had fallen from her hands, and she was half crouching, half bending over it, a wail of unutterable misery issuing from her white lips. |TO BE CONTINCBD. I ISLE OF THE BLEST. A Little Colony Where Poverty, Crime, and Doctors Are Unknown. A little island, one of the Lipari group, lying to the south of Italy and between it and Sicily, is the happiest land beneath the sun. It is known to the world as Panaria. Within its border there is neither doctor nor dentist. There is no lawyer and no prison, no quarrels between debtor and creditor, and no theft. There is no liquor-seller, nor tobacconist, nor tea merchant; and yet the people are not unsocial nor gloomy. There is no almshouse and no beggar. Each family wins from its own plot of ground enough grain, vegetables, oil, and wine for home consumption, and of the two latter products sufficient is exported to procure from abroad the materials for their simple clothing, which the housewife makes up in complete independence of tailors. The sea yields them all their animal food, except a few chickens for great occasions, as a christening or a wedding. In the whole island there is no carriage road, and few there have ever seen a horse! This idyllic slate of affairs is largely due to the work of a single priest, a sort of Catholic Oberlin, a personal epitome of the Civic Church. When he camo to Panaria he found no port, no post, no school, no church, no anything but a verdant and fertile island, and a people, not savage nor bad, but utterly illiterate. He has remained there until this day, devoting himself to their welfare as faithfully as Father Damien to his lepers, baptizing, marrying, burying, preaching, teaching, and growing old serenely in his consecrated service. Thanks to his untiring efforts, Panaria has now a little port, postal communication with the mainland, a Submarine telegraph to Sicily, a school, and a commodious church, where 365 mornings of the year and fifty-two afternoons there is service. AU the public offices are united in one person. Padre Michelangelo is priest, mayor, harbormaster, postmaster, and master of the marine telegraph, aided in the last named office, however, by his widowed niece. Royalty and I Jfie Insurance. The reigning families of Europe are large customers of the various life insurance offices. The late prince consort’s life was insured for close upon $5,000,000, which Victoria has now in. her possession, and her life, again, is largely insured for the benefit of her younger children, notably for Princess Beatrice. The late Emperor Frederick of Germany waS also insured for a very large amount—in the neighborhood of s4.ooo,ooo—and he was regarded as a splendid risk until the sudden and startling discovery, only two years prior to his death, that he was afflicted with cancer. The reigning families of Denmark and Sweden, as well as those of Saxony, Wurtemburg and Italy, are likewise good customers of the insurance companies: and so, too, is the Queen regent of Spain, who has her life insured for a very large amount in behalf of her two little daughters. Oil as a Fuel. Tho use of oil as fuel at the World’s Fair demonstrated its superiority to coal in many Ways, The heat whiehjt furnishes is absolutely uniform; there is no smoke and no ashes. Fewer men are necessary about boilers fired with oil,JWtt the services of firemen or men to handle ashes is unnecessary. Tho ratio between coal and oil was found at the Fair to be 1334 gallons of oil to the ton of coal; that is, 60,000 gallons of oil consumed daily in furnishing power and heat to tho Fair was equivalent to 450 tons of good lump coal. Averaging coal at 15 tons to the car-load, the Exposition management would have had to handle 30 carloads of coal per day. There would have been, besides, about 10 car-loads of ashes to handle. The first arktio expedition on record was Noah’s.

THE HEALTIHY DRUMMER. f I‘ - J * n Ha Usd No Use Whatever for Ordinary Precautions. “Ilow’m I feeling?” echoed the drummer as he hung up his overcoat,, changed his hat for a skull-cap and sat down with his traps occupying the other half of the seat. “Happy to state that I haven’t felt so well for three months. I’m Just picking up fat at the rate of three pounds a week. Excuse me a minute, please. Ten drops in a little water three limes a day.” “Is it medicine?” “Well, hardly. Something the doctor fixed up to guard against rheumatism, you know. Some of,the boys carry a regular drug store around with ’em and dose from morning till nlghi, but I’m not built that way. Trouble with me is I’m too well. Beg your pardon, gents, but I came near forgetting my capsules. One after each meal and another on going to bed.” “Medicine?” was asked again. “Oh, no ! No I Just a little something to prevent flatulency, as 1 believe the doctors call it. Keeps up the supply of gastric Juice and aids digestion. I’ve known men in my Ine who began dosing and doping right after breakfast and kept it up till bed-time, and most of their complaints were imaginary at that. I never did believe in making a dumping ground of my stomach. Let’s see! Did I leave that box behind? Ah! Here it is I Hold one in the mouth and let it dissolve gradually,” “No medicine there?” “Not an iota. Simply soda-mints to take the wind off the stomach. I didn’t want to bring ’em along, but the doctor insisted. Had to laugh over the case of that Boston drummer who got smashed up on this line the other day. He bad enough bottles and boxes about him to start a country drug store. That's the way with four-flfths of the crowd. They are not on the road over a year before they imagine themselves victims of a dozen different disorders and begin to doctor accordingly. For instance, I know a feller in the hosiery line who . Excuse me one moment, gentlemen. Eight drops twice a day on a lump of sugar, aud I don’t want to miss it.” “Remedy for anything in particular? 1 ’ “Hardly. It's a little something the doctor fixed up for the liver. Not that I need it all, but the liver is an organ which is apt to get away with you if not looked after now and then. As I was saying, 1 Know a feller in the hosieiy line who starts out of New York with a regular medicine chest Cost him $32 to outfit it and has to refill every two weeks. Last time I saw him he had a list of thir-ty-two ailments and expected two or three more next day. I don’t want to misjudge a fellowman, but I'd be willing to bet ten to one that a doctor would pronounce him a perfectly healthy man. And 1 know a chap in the hardware line who is still more of a crank. He is. -—Beg pardon, gentlemen. Any of you wish a nibble?” “It looks looks like a root. Doctor recommend it?” “It is a root—golden seal, they call IL No, the doctor didn't exactly recommend it, because I had no ailment to be cured. It’s a great stomach tonic, you know, and is a rood thing to enrich the blood. I chew a bit about six times a day, but I really don’t need it, of course. As I was saying about this hardware chap, he is a perfect picture of health, but, he imagines he’s a physical wreck. I saw him throw a 200-pound man over a saloon bar in St. Paul one night, and half an hour later he was in his room writing a farewell letter to his wife in Philadelphia. He was dead sure he had spinal meningitis j and couldn’t live the night out. Ha! | ha! ha! It’s enough to make a horse laugh to know what strange fancies get hold of men. What! By George, but what a fool I am! No—here it is. Don’t let me interrupt you, gentlemen. I simply happened to notice that it was 10 o’clock. Let’s see? From seven to ten drops in a little water twice a day. and ongoing to bed if thought necesssary.” “You are not taking medicine?” “Bless you no! When anything ails me I’ll go to a doctor and be treated in a regular rational way. Our old family, physician, who has made Bright’s disease a specialty, insisted on my bringing this along. I am taking it simply to oblige him. Don’t suppose any of you ever ran across a fellow in the negligee shirt line we call Drug Store Jim? He travels for a New York house, and of all the infernal cranks you ever saw he caps the climax. I rode with him from Detroit to Chicago one day last summer, and during the trip he took th rty-eight doses of medicine, each one for a different ailment A doctor told him he was . Gentlemen, please excuse me. My liver pad has slipped down against my electric belt and sort of grounded the wire, so to speak. There—it’s all right now.” “Have you any faith in those things?" “Not a particle, but as they were presented to me by warm personal friends In the trade, I feel obliged to wear ’em. As I was saying, a doctor told Sim, he was dosing himself to death, but the cuss wouldn’t be advised, and was found dead in the sleeper between Chicago and Milwaukee. When they came to post mortem on him they found his blood turned to water, his muscles all gone and his bones as soft as dough. He had doctored himself to death. It’s all nonsense this dosing and doing. When a man’s perfectly healthy— Excuse me. but I was trying to rub the wrinkles out of that porous plaster on the small of my back. When a man’s perfectly healthy lie wants to let himself alone. Beg parden, gentlemen, but this headache wafer was handed me this morning by the inventor, who wanted me to try it and report. I haven’t had a headache in five years, but I always like to oblige my friends. While I’m about it I might as well take one of those powders for insomnia. I sleep like a brick, and it takes two men to wake me up in the morning, but the doctor is a good friend of mine, and I’ll try it to oblige him. It I happen to doze off I hope some of you will wake me at 11 o’clock sharp. I've got to take a little something for catarrh at that hoar. Haven’t got the faintest sign of catarrh, you know,

but as we shall be crossing over into Canada and changing climates at about that hour it’s well enough to be on the safe side. ” —Free Press. Yankees Don't Like Work. The Yankee’s antipathy to work has never yet been adequately appreciated. Ho is in a state of perpetual insurrection against the primal curse, says a writer in Scribner’s Magazine. He feels that he was bjrn to sit on the fence and whittle in the sunshine, and he is against every apparent necessity that would compel him to forego the serene p'easures of a purely contemplative existence. He rdcogniz.es, to be sure, that work has got to be done. No one has a more vivid realization of that But the edneiousness of the need of getting things done does not impel him to take his coat off and do them, so much as to contrive some way of accomplishing ends without working. The crudest way of doing that is to get rich enough to hire labor. According y, tbe Yankee does try to get rich, and does not try in vain. It is not that he loxes money so much and desires to possess it as that he loves labor so little. But to get rich is only an indirect way of beating the tyrant. The Yankee would rather abolish worn than elude it. If he can get it done without human intervention at all he likes that besL and if he <annot wholly eliminate human intervention, he wants to reduce it to its lowest possible limit When he gets matters fixed so that the work is done w.th very little intermeddling, he is willing to sit by and supervise the process. He will put a lever and turn a co k now and then without much complaint if so be it that he can ruminate and whittle. Ilis name is a synonym for energy and perseverance. But to make things work together for the automatic accomplishment of labor, and to sit by and see that they work right—that is the Yankee idea of tbe mission of man. Monkey's Dread of Snakes. Os snakes, large or small, Bob has always stood in abject terror. If he is held tlrmly and the snake is placed near him he looks piteously in the face of the keeper, and sometimes, more in sorrow than in anger, he will bite if he is not let go. At one time a snake in a paper bag was shown him. When the paper bag was afterward left near him he would furtively approach and open it, to peep a moment shiveringly into its depths and then retreat ignominiously, only to appgpach for another peep when he had summoned sufficient courage. A live salamander was placed on the table by his side. This he looked at with a great deal of interest, finally taking it in his hands with many precautions. When he saw how inert it was he laid it down and lost all interest in it. Toward a flat skin of a coyote and one of a wild-cat used as parlor rugs, Bob showed the same fear as in the presence of the snake. If one brought them near him he would jump wildly about or cower in terror behind a chair. This instinctive fear is apparently an inheritance from the experience of his fathers, whose kingdom was in the land where tigers and snakes were dom inent and dangerous. A similar skin without hair arid eyes he cared nothing for. At one time he climbed on tbe back of a chair to get away from the coyote skin. Tbe chair was overturned by his efforts. He saw at once that when the chair fell it would carry him backward to the coyote, so he let go of the chair, and, seizing his chain, swung himself out of the reach of the coyote, while the chair was allowed to go over. This was repeated afterward with the same result.— Popular Science Monthly.

Bismarck in Baris. I recognized many faces that I had gob to know at Versailles during the siege. I saw Meiningens, aud Hohenzollerns, aud Altenburgs, and Lippes, aud lleuss, and Pless, and Schoenburgs, Waldecks, Wieds, Hohenlobes, and Mecklenburgs, and other names that are written large in the Chronicles of the Fatherland. And as I went- on looking, my eyes fell on to the front rank, and the fourth man in that rank was —Bismarck. „ His right hand was twisted into his horse’s mane; his helmeted head bung down upon his chest, so low that I could, perceive nothing of his face except the tip of his nose and the ends of his mustache. There he sat, motionless, evidently in deep thought After I had watched him for a couple of minutes—l need scarcely say that, having discovered him, 1 ceased to look at anybody else —he raised his head slowly and fixed his eyes on top of the Arch, whjch was just in Lout of him. some eighty yards off. In that position he remained, once more motionless, for a while. I did niy best—he was only the thickness of three horses from me—to make out the expression of his face, which was then fully ex-posed to me; but there was no marked expression on it. At that moment of intense victory, when all was won, Inside surrendered Paris, with tbe whole world thinking of him, he seemed indifferent, fatigued, almost sad. —Blackwood's Magazine. Noses in IJeu of Scalps. “Les Mangcurs dez Nez,” is the name of a gang of ruffians of 'Paris, which has just fallen into the hands of the police authorities there Not content with garroting and robbing all the unfortunate people whom they could waylay at night in deserted streets and dark cornel's of the great French metropolis, they also bit Joss the noses of their victims which they carried off and attached to ttieir caps in imitation of the red Indian scalpers. Several persoue waylaid in the early hours of the morning in the lonely suburbs are now in the hospitals minus tbeir noses. “Do *fou enjoy holidays?” said Johnny’s uncle. “Yes, sir.” “What do you enjoy most about them?” “1 ein’ able to stay home from school without bein' sick. ” We have noticed that in every conversation there is something about “finding out” people. Hoxy good and free from fault we feel when some one else is being scolded!

Business Direclory «•—= « -2 THE DECATUR JITKWIt CAPITAL. 150,C00. SURPLUS. MI.KX, Organized August IS, 1883. Officers;—P. W. Smith, Pres.. Daniel W, My. Vloe-pret., R. 8. Peterson, Cashier, J, 8. I'oterson, Ass't Cashier. Do a general banking business. Interest paid on time deposits. Buy and eell Domestic and Foreign Exohange. County and City Orders. Adams County Bank Capital, <75,000. Bniplns, TI.OOS. Organized in 167 L Offlesn—D. fltadabakee. President: llobt. B, Allison, Vice-President; W. H. Niblick, Cashier. Do a general banking business. CoUectieag made In all pnrts of the country. County. City and Township Orders bought. Foreign and Domestic Exchange bought and sold. Interest paid on time deposits. Paul G. Hooper, A.ttomey at Law Deeatwr, • - .TtwHima. ■NHL W K. Iff AW, & H xitimr <® makn, _ ATTORNEYS-AT-LAW, And Notaries Public. Pension Claims Prosecuted, Offioe in Odd Fellows' Building, Decatur, lad. TARANCX a MKBBYMAN. J. T. raxsen. J? ». T. MXHBTMAV Attorney* gat Ix*w, DBCATCB, INDIXJTA. Office Noe. L 2 and 8. over tho Adams County Bank. Collections a specialty. A..«. HOLLOWAY. Office over Bung' harness shop, residence •ne door north of M. K. church. All calls promptly attended to in eity or country night jy-Bffi. ■, L. BOLLOWAT, H. ». Offioa and residence one door north of M. B church. Diseases of woman and children specialties. Lift Nelson, Veterinary Surgeon, Decatur, Ind. Residence southeast cor. Decatur and Short streets. TO- NKFTUNX. •I, DKNIXT. Uli ITT 1 I J Now located orer Holthouse’s shoe stare, and Is prepared to do all work pertaining to the dental profession. Gold filling a specialty, By the nee of Mayo's Vapor ho is enabled to extract tooth without pain. All work warranted. MONEY TO LOAN Paras Property ee Jtoag Tttae, W«» Ooxnualaalosia Lew Bate •< latareM. MTAAaUL JPday'xn.ws.ta ta any sassneta can be saedo as any Hann sad step intaroar, Call M, ar addreaa, jl m, mm, or j. m Maat Odd raitowr BnOdiag. DoeMa Jlßk Erie Lines. Schedule In eSect Aug. 27. 1893. Trains Leave Decatur as Follows TRAINS WEST. No. S. Vestibule Limited, daily for I o . Jn p Chicago f “ No. 3. Pacific Exprbss, dally for I . ~n , M Chicago I ” No. L Express, daily for Chicago j. u ; 2OA. M No. 31. Accommodation, dally, I M exccptSunday 1 10 to M TRAINS EAST. No. 8. Vestibule Limited, dally for I ... K p M New York and Boston f “ r ' No. -. Express, daily for New I P u York , I No.LJ. Express, dally for New j-gjA. M. No. 30. Accommodation, daily ex-1 . n .«, . eept Sunday ! “ Second No. 12—Leaving Decatur 1:30 a. m dallv. Solid train for Columbus. Ohio, vis Marion and tho Columbus, Hooking Valley and Tolddo Railway (Buckeyeßoue): Pullman sleepers ta Columbus. Kenova, aud Norfolk snd other Virginia points via the Columbus. Hocking Valley and Toledo and the Norfolk end Western Lines. J. W. DeLono. Agent. W.G.MaoEdwards.T. P. A.Huntingiou. lud

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