Democratic Press, Volume 1, Number 5, Decatur, Adams County, 15 November 1894 — Page 5

ADDITIONAL LOCALS. A. P. Beatty was at Ft. Wayne business Tuesday. Farmers Institute in this city ■December 10 and 11. Sherman Mott went to Indianap■olis yesterday on business. Sherman Mott tripped down to ■Berne Monday on business. Buckwheat ilourand maplesyrnp f at Donovan & Bren erkamp's. Andrew Gottschalk of Berne, smiled on friends here Monday. Several of our boys are quite in forested in the “buble” question. I Court grindeth, the sinner pineth and the world moves on just the same. The commissioners meet in regu-: lar session the first Monday in DeI ©ember. For fine rubber goods go to A. Holthouse, the old reliable shoe : Store. 5-4 w. Harry Worden, a brakeman on | F: the Clover Leaf, was in the city Monday. P, A. Macklin, assessor elect of! I Wabash township, was in the city | 'Tuesday. Miss Kitty Kalbecker of Fort ,/Wayne. is visiting in the city w ith John M. Holloway, the under- ■ biker oft leneva, was smiling about ■gtown Tuesday. I George M. T. Houck, of Kirk mam! township, was among our yesterday. | For Sale.—Two lots near the t’iover Leaf railroad, on Line st. at this office. I Mrs. . ou Koop of Willshire. <)., ■ L is visiting Mis. Theo. Kennedy of BpSouth Mercei Street, this week. I Emerson Mann attended court I here Tuesday, but took time to ■smile once on the Press family. Ben Knappke of Cranberry | Prairie, Mercer county, Ohio, is ■visiting his son Ben and family. I The comedy company that was I t‘> have played themselves to our ■people, are stranded at Hartford ! The Times is a new paper at I Parker City, and it makes a very bright introductory. Success to the ■Times. F Esq. George W. Gates of Blue Creek township, was mixing with , old acquaintances in the city yesterday. ■B Surveyor-elect Fulk went home to Kirkland township Saturday, where he remained until the first of the week. I French Quinn’s new home will ! be ready for occupancy some time I the first of next month, and a cozy nest it will be, too. I The Woonsocket rubber boot and the Wales Goodyear overshoes are the best goods made. Go to A. H<-Ithouse for them. 5-4 w. ■ Mr. and Mrs. Grimme of Fort ‘ Wayne, went home Monday, after a pleasant visit at the home of Ed Ehinger in this city. S John T. France made a business trip to Greensburg the first of the week, where legal business of some importance was brewing. A list of new cases for thl-> term of our circuit court appears elsewhere, the same being crowded out with the landslide last week. Misses Anna and Celia Smith returned from Fort Wayne last evening, after a two weeks pleasant visit with the Misses Fox of that city. Yager Bros., the druggists, are smiling this week over a very lucrative trade, and we guess any one has a right to smile over that. John Gerard, of the German House, is confined to his home by sickness and has not been at his •.place of business since Friday last The proprietors of the Portland opera house won’t open the play house this winter at all, and a dis apointed look is apparent in consequence, Dai id Werlingof Preble Station, is putting up a new stirrup factory at that place. J. M. Vanvorhis formerly of this city, will operate the same. Charles S. Niblick and wife returned from Chicago last Monday morning, where they had been the guests of Mr. J. Waldron and wife, parents of Mrs. Niblick. Os course you will all note the / change in Ehinger & Meyers’ adv. / Yon can’t help it, will have to read it, and after you read it, well, you will know what to do then. Henry Deimer has removed his business to the room opposite Porter’s Second-hand store. Mattresses made and repaired. Upholstering and all other work in his line done at reasonable prices. l-4w

Miss Nettie Shorb of Van Wert, is visiting relatives in the city. Jacob Brennaman, of Berne, was a visitor in the city yesterday. Miss Lena Barthol is visiting at Fort Wayne today. Mrs. Herman Confer returned yesterday from a pleasant visit with relatives at Huntington. Max Romiierg and John Vogelwede made the fur and feathers th while out hunting yesterday. “Jinks’’ France went toademo cratic con nt 11 — Texas, the first of the week, where he will remain in definitely. J. M. Lister, of Marion, Ind., brother of Ezra Lister of our city, is lying critically sick at the “Home,” with drop-y. W. H. Shepherd, one of our old time friends of Hartford town ship, was in town Tuesday, and of course took a peep at this office—everybody does. Influenza, in an epidemic form, has made its appearance among horses throughout Adams county. Henry H. France lost a valuable animal thereby Monday night. Gerhart Berling the enterprising poultry, butter and egg merchant on Front street is kept busy just now tilling Thanksgiving orders for eastern cities. Every body get ready for the dance at Meillers’ opera house, Thanksgiving. The city band boys desire your presence, and will make it pleasant to all who attend. Torn Donnelly and P. P. Shugg . of Berne, were ratifying here Wednesday evening. The latter’s face was a little long to laugh much, but he had a good time just the j same. Hartfoid City w on’t have a street railway as was at first surmised I some time ago, when a gentleman from Chicago wanted to furnish them this kind of transportation. The town is too small. Rubber goods. Go to A. Holt house he has the best in market, the Woonsocket Rubber Boots and the Wales Goo ivear Overshoes are the very best made. Prices as low as any other house in the citv. 1-4 For Sale or Rent.—A twostory frame dwelling house, two lots with fruit and shade trees, grape arbor, good well of water, cistern, stable and everything in first class condition. Enquire of John Rice. Messrs Christ Bocknecht, Wood Case, Fred Bnsick, Henry Gerke, Fred. Henry and Anton Luttman and Ernest Franz were very pleasantly entertained at the home of Louis Bocknecht, of Root township last Tuesday evening. The township trustees are the only persons who have the vote of their respective townships, and this being true we are unable to get the township vote as agreed last week. However the towhsips are all democratic with three exceptions, St. Mary’s, Blue Creek and Wabash. If the Lime Kiln Chib can be revived and a suitable place selected for a meeting, the Democratic Press Company will furnish two young stall-fed ’possum and a peck of sweet potatoes for a grand feast on Thanksgiving eve. John King, Aleck Bell and others will please take notice hereof and act accordingly. Miss Gertie, the beautiful and accomplished daughter of Mr. Peter Ilolthouse, was very pleasantly surprised at her home last evening on the occasion of her 18th birthj day. Her many friends present lon this happy mission were gladly welcomed by the honored Miss, who made the evening oue cf great pleasure and enjoyment to all. Some of the democrats who voted the republican city ticket last ; spring relying upon the promises lof the republican candidates that they would not remove Tom Archbold from the office of street commissioner, will have a splendid opportunity to kick themselves after next Tuesday evening. Tom has been requested to hand in his resig nation at that time. One of the aforesaid democrats was heard to make the remark the other day that the republicans were “tarn I liars.” The republicans ratified last night, and while they may be t oiling over in ecstasies, yet their demonstrations lacked any outwaid plausible distinction of joy. Major George W. Steele was present and made a short address at the court room. From Portland were Prosecutor Snyder and Senator LaFollette, who also took a hand in ratifying their nomination '. They have a right to be tickled clear down iu their boot heels, and we raise no objections whatever to any hilariousness they saw fit to tap on this occasion. It may be the last time they will have another oppor- ! tunity.

AN EARLY CALL. lie proposed to her in the conservatory after supper: he did not go down on his knees or declare that life would be nothing to him without her, but he told her, simply and earnestly, that she was very dear to him; that he had always loved her. and that as his wife it would be his care to guard her from the world's rude buffetings. "I think I could make you happy," he said "1 am not as clever as some of the men you Know, but 1 love you.” "Yes," she murmured; "1 know you love me—you have always been good to me; you must know—you must feel that 1 appreciate it. It touches me to have you care for me—l wish 1 could make you understand that I am grateful.” “Grateful! But why should you be? Could 1 help loving you? Could I know you and not care for you? You are so unlike other women, so free from envy and petty malice. I have watched you with your girl friends—l have seen you do many a kindness that you thought nobody knew anything about I think it was your goodness that charmed me first" She looked up—was he really in earnest? “Don't praise me,” she said; “compliments from other men are well enough, but not from you." “Is it a compliment to tell you what I think? And it seems to me 1 have said so little. Ah, if you could know what is in my heart—but no doubt," as she made an impatient movement, “you have heard all this before—a twice-told story wearies. What can I say to win you—you who are so used ■to being loved? To another woman I might speak of my wealth, of all that I could give her, but not to you.” “You think too well of me," she broke in. “No, Edith—l understand you—and that is why I want you all for mine, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish; say that you like me a little, that you will be niy wife.” She leaned toward him, the words that would send him from her, and end forever the friendship that had become a part of her life, were trembling on her lips, when he, guessing her intention, perhaps, said, hurriedly: “Some one is coming—your German partner. I think. Don't answer me now; later on will do as well." She breathed freely. It was natural for her to postpone unpleasant things —to put off the evil day as long as possible. “As you wish, then; will you call tomorrow?” “Yes, in the morning, at eleven.” He bowed and withdrew just as her ■ next partner came hurrying up. “The cotillon is about to begin, Miss Alton,” he said, taking Manning’s chair, “but 1 think we have time for a short chat. You don't mind talking to me for a few minutes, do you?" "Why, no,” she answered, for she I liked the lad not only for his own sake, but because of his friendship with that other, w’<>se image was never long absent from her mind. “By the way,” he said, as if reading her thoughts, “I got a letter from ■ Agnew to-day. I thought you might care to hear from him; you always ’ seemed such friends.” “Yes," she responded, idly. “How is he?" "Very well; but gr wing homesick. Think of it! lie has been away six weeks." “No doubt he is enjoying himself.” “Oh, Carl will always get the best | out of life; that's his wav, you know.” "Yes, 1 know." The answer was given so carelessly, with such apparent indifference, that he was about to I speak, to tell her the tidings that his ! letter contained, and which so far j some instinct had made him withhold, when his hostess appeared in the ! doorway. “Come, you two,” she called; “the others are waiting for you." “Dear Mrs. Danton,” said the girl, rising, “Mr. Lane and 1 are such old f»iends that we sometimes forget how ; time flies.” “You young dissembler.” laughed ■ the older woman; "you know Herbert Manning was in the conservatory with j you.” A sudden blush stained Edith’s cheek—she hated herself for it, it was j so apt to mislead—but Mrs. Danton I seemed in no way surprised. "There, child; don’t look so frightened,” she said. "No one wishes you happiness more than 1.” “But. Mrs. Danton—” “Really, Miss Edith,” put in Lane, who had been a puzzle I and uneomi sortable listener, “1 don't like to hurry you, but we shall surely be late.” She turned away; after all, what I did it matter; by to-morrow the world I would know the truth. Manning’s ; face would tell the story of his rejec- ! tion, and a few hours’ misconstruction i could harm no one. But late that night, when she stood in her own pretty room, she felt vaguely dissatisi fled with herself; she could not put the feeling from her. "I have notacted honestly,” she said aloud. “1 should have answered him; I it was not kind to put him off, it may I lead him to hopb he may have misunI ierstood me.” She was silent a moment, then went on still contritely: I “And Ido like him. lie is the kindest, truest friend, but love—” She arose and crossed the room. When she came back she carried a photograph, a man’s cold, clever face —the face of one who knew the world, and was perhaps not on the best of terms with it. "But for you," she said, gazing into the unresponsive eyes, "I had loved that other man; if you had not shown me so clearly that I was dear to you, I might still care for him, for he loves me dearly; but it is too late now—too late to talk of what might have been.” She stooped and laid her lips on the picture’s. The next morning she was idling i over her fire, when the maid brought I up a bunch of heartsease and a card:

“Mr. Manning's compliments, ma’am, and will you see him?” "Yes; say to him that I will be down in a moment." When the door closed she lifted the heartsease tenderly; a mute appeal, thej- seemed to her. from the giver. “Poor fellow,” she thought regretfully. “I should have told him; however, there is no use keeping him waiting. I might as well get through with it at once." She pinned the heartsease in the lace at her throat, cast a parting glance at the mirror and started down the stairs. As she reached the lower hall the 1 front door opened and a servant admitted a girl in gray with a bunch of roses thrust into her muff “Why, Edith.” she said rapidly. "I i never thought to find you down so early If you are going out don’t let me keep you.” “1 am not going out; come into the sitting room and get warm." “No, I won't sit down. I only want I to see you a moment 1 came to ask you to join our house party—there will only be eight of us, the same old crowd we had last year." "The same crowd? How delightful!” “The same, and not the same. I won't invite Mr. Agnew now." "And what has poor Mr Agnew done?" “What has he done? Oh. nothing unusual; they all do it sooner or later; ' but an engaged man is de trop at an affair of this kind No girl wants him for her partner, and really, one ■ can't blame them.” “An engaged man!” For one horrible moment Edith Alton thought she was about to faint; the next, however, the tables and chairs righted themselves, her visitor's face ceased its grotesque gyrations and she was conscious that she was speaking. “So! Where did you hear that picas ant bit of news?" she asked, seating herself on the arm of a chair. “Why, last night; Mr. Lane told me coming home. Strange he never mentioned it to you. lam horribly disappointed Fancy Charlie Agnew married to a Boston girl You remember her —a terrible little creature who visited the Mores. Wealthy, of course —trust Charlie for that—but, oh! so plain.” “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," quoted Edith, lightly. She felt a longing to cry out, to bury her face somewhere, instead of which she must smile and look unconcerned and discuss this love affair with the indifference of a mere acquaintance. “If I remember rightly, she was a nice little thing.” "Nice? Heavens! Fancy Charlie's coming to that —actually to marrying a 'nice' girl! His best enemy couldn't wish him worse luck. He has disappointed me dreadfully. 1 thought,” significantly, “he fancied some one else, somebody nearer home." “Somebody nearer hom.-.? —oh, do you mean myself? How awfully fnn- ! ny! Why, we are very good friends, we have always been friends: but I—" a rapid flash of thought; then, with rising color: “I am going to marry another man." Iler visitor's face expressed intense surprise. "Going to be married," she repeated; "I had not hoard—” "No one lias heard,” said the other, with i.e mo emotion, “and, by the way, Mr lliam gis waiting for me in the library 1 must ask you to excuse me." “Mr Manning!" "Did you not guess? 1 thought of course you would. Don't speak of it. Janet. I only told you because" (slowly) "you are sucli a good friend of mine.” “And I appreciate it accordingly. I wish you every happiness”—she laid her hand lightly on Edith’s arm—“you know that, don’t you?" “Why, yes—you have always wished Ime well, haven't you? See how potent your wishes have been! But to return to oir first subject, 1 shall be glad to go with you to Arley Last year's visit was a dream." “Then 1 shall count on you. Come, you will have to let me out: I am not au fait with your latch.” “What a strong wind there is -draw up your wraps. Good-by and again thank you for thinking of me.” The front door slammed and Edith stood a moment in the hall, gathering courage for what was to come; then she turned and went into the library. Manning, who was standing at a distant window, came forward at her entrance. “I am afraid I kept you.” she said, giving him a trembling hand, “but 1 was detained by an ‘early call' from a friend." “An early call,” he repeated; “then what do you think of me?" “Ah, but 1 told you to come; that is altogether different. I wanted you.” "You wanted me?” he cried eagerly: : “my darling, may I interpret that after I my own fashion? Do you really care I for me a little?" She could not speak, but for answer , she came to him, laying her beautiful head on his breast. “Love me," she whispered, passionately; “only love me, and you can i make of me what you will." "Do you know,” he said to her, [ about an hour later, “at first you ■ frightened me, but when you didn't ! say ‘No’ at once, I began to hope. I j knew it wasn’t like you to keep me in suspense—you are too true of heart for that." “Too true,” she thought, remorseI fully "Oh, Herbert, Herbert!" But aloud she said, smiling half sadly into his loving eyes “To think ■ of your being afraid of me—of poor little me—who am not half worthy of j you!”—N O Times-Democrat. —Navarette was deaf and dumb. lie was so fond of cats and dogs that he introduced them into his pictures. When making a contract to paint a series of pictures for the Church of the Escunal it was specially stipulated that he should not introduce any oat or dog into the paintings.

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