Democratic Press, Volume 1, Number 17, Decatur, Adams County, 7 February 1895 — Page 8

A FOOTBALL HERO. He Was More cfa Man Than He Got Credit for Being. It was & great cross to Mr. and Mrs. Bartlett that Roger was apparently quite devoid of any worthy ambition. T. heir two older boys were so utterly different. Fred had been graduated from \ ale with the highest honorsand Horace was making remarkable progress at the scientific school; in fact, they were both exceptionally fine students, which made the contrast all the more striking. For Roger was sadly unlike his brothers. lie seemed to labor under the impression that he had been sent to college simply and solely for the purpose of learning to play footbalL Apparently nothing else had power to kindle the slightest enthusiasm in his sluggish breast, and his father and mother argued and expostulated with h in vain. “You are frittering away your valuable time,’’ they argued again and again, “and are letting slip golden opportunities, which, once gone, never will come back to you; and what have you to show for it all but a broken nose and a fractured collar bone?” “Is there any prospective benefit to be derived from these hours spent in scrabbling after a football?” his father questioned, severely; to which Roger merely responded in his usual off-hand style: “Who knows but I may be elected captain of the 'varsity team next year? ’ “Is that the height of your ambition?” his parent returned bitterly. “I am terribly disappointed in you, sir; are you to go on playing football forever and ever, or what do you propose to make of your life? Perhaps you think that your reputation as a football player will prove an ‘open sesame' to all desirable positions. Do vou suppose that anyone wants a fellow who has willfully wasted his best opportunities? I had hoped to make a professional man of you, not a professional athlete, and had even aspired to seeing you some day in our leading law office with my old friend Wilkinson Smalley: bit it's no use. Smalley wants only young men of the highest promise,” and Mr. Bartlett sighed wearily. “It does no good to talk to Roger,” he confided to his wife afterward, “for hardly ten minutes had elapsed after I had been remonstrating with him about the evils of feotball before he inquired if I wouldn’t bring you down to see the game on Saturday, and informed me that he had saved two tickets for us.*’ Mrs. Bartlett regarded her husband helplessly. “What did you say to him then ?” she queried. “I told him ‘certainly not,*” Mr. Bartlett exclaimed warmly, “and lexpressed my surprise at his daring to suggest such a thing. Show me some lasting benefit, or any abiding good, that is to be derived from this ridiculous game. 1 told him, and then come to me to abet you in such folly, but not till then.” And so Mr. and Mrs. Bartlett failed to w ituess that memorable game in which their youngest son gained for himself such enviable laurels. Once in the field, Roger was like one transformed. Keen, alert, cool, rising splendidly to every emergency, no one w’ould have known him for the same slow, indifferent, easy-going specimen of humanity who grieved the ambitious souls of his parents by his small aptitude for Greek. Not that Roger vas by any means a dunce, for his class standing was fairly good, but what pained his father and mother was the recognition of what he might have accomplished had it not been for that arch enemy, football. The great game over, the victorious team hastened back to their gymnasium with all possible speed; they had some little distance to go, as the gymnasium was not very near the ball grounds, so that in order to reach it they were obliged to traverse the center of the town and cross the railroad tracks. Roger, who had been detained a moment or so longer than the others, reached the station a short time after they had crossed, and found the platform crowded with people who were returning from the game, mingled with those who were alighting from incoming trains. As he stepped upon the platform he became conscious that something unusual was going on. and he immediately perceived that the eyes of the multitude were riveted upon a figure halfway across the tracks, a figure pausing there in bewilderment. “There's a train coming each way,” somebody gasped. “Why doesn’t he get off the track?” The station agent and one or two other officials were shouting loudly, but the man, who was old and very deaf, appeared thoroughly dazed; as he was prepared to step upon the track nearest him he had caught sight of one train coming down upon him and he now staggered back and was about to plunge in front of the other down-coming express when suddenly something very unexpected happened. As the crowd of bystanders shrank back with horror-stricken faces, convinced that they were about to witness the terrible fate which must instantly overtake the old man, a figure in a much-begrimed canvas jacket sprang out from amvng them, and clearing the tracks at a bound alighted beside the swaying form of the other. A shudder and a wave of pitiful regret swept over the motionless crowd. “He can never drag him back in time,” they breathed; “they will both be killed —oh, the pity of it!” But our football man had no thought of dragging the unsteady figure in front of either approaching engine. In an instant he had tackled the man and thrown him flat upon the ground between the two tracks, for all the world quite as if he had been an opponent on the football field; then he

dropped lightly on top of him and laj there motionless, while the two trains thundered past on each side of then: and the crowd stood waiting spell bound. In much less time than it takes tc describe the episode, it was over, and what might have been a tragedy had proved only a bit of melodrama after all; yet as Roger jumped up and pulled the old man onto his feet, applause and cheers louder than any that had greeted him on the football field rang in his ears. Abashed and quite overwhelmed by such an ovation, Roger made haste to elbow his way through the crowd, and in so doing nearly overthrew his own brother Fred, who happened to be standing directly in bis path. “For heaven’s sake, was that you, Roger?” he cried, confronting him in astonishment “Do let me get out of this,” his brother responded impatiently; “they needn't make such a fuss because I knocked the old duffer over,” and he bolted in the direction of the gymnasium. Saturday nights generally brought the scattered members of the Bartlett family together, as the collegians always made a point of coming home to spend Sunday under the parental roof tree. On this particular Sunday evening all were assembled before Roger came in. Fred was all agog to describe the scene that he had witnessed, but he unselfishly held h ; s tongue. “I'll not j spoil his story for him, but will give him a chance to do justice to it,” he mentally ejaculated, as he watched his brother swallowing his soup with unruffled composure. But Roger said nothing upon the vital subject, and Fred looked at him with increasing surprise as he judicially set forth the respective merits of the opposing football team, and called 1 attention to their most vulnerable ■ points. “I'll turn in early to-night, I think,” he yawned, as he withdrew from the dining room. “I put pretty solid ! work into the last half of that game,” • and he leisurely wended his way up- : stairs. “I wish that Roger would put a little ! solid work into something else,” Ins j father volunteered, as he disappeared , from the room. At this, Frei, who had in times past j repeatedly scoffed at his father’s ath- , letic proclivities, instantly fired up. “Father,” ha burst forth, “you're ! making a big mistake about Roger. I He's got more genuine stuff in him than ■ all the rest of us put together, and if ! it's football that's done it, the sooner that we all go iu for the game the bet- : | ter;” and he then procee led to give a ! graph • account of the afternoon's ex- 1 | periene *, wlrc’.i caused his father to i blow bis no'.e h uUy and repeatedly, | while his eyes gl.slened with happy : pride, and w iiich sent h’s mother weep- ■ ing in search of the sleepy athlete, who ! couldn’t understand what he had done that was worth making such a fuss about A few days later Mr. Bartlett received a note from his old friend, Wilkinson Smalley, which rdn somewhat as follows: ‘ Dear Bartlett: I hear that your Roger is going in for the law, and if so I want him. When he throng with the law school you , can hand him over t j me. for he’s just the ma--1 terial that I m on the lookout for. and you may well be proud of him "He scared me out of a year’s growth the other afternoon at the station, the young rascal. but in spite of that. I wish you world tell him to come round and take dinner with me some night, for I want to talk to him. "With kind regards to Mrs. Barlett. believe me, ever your friend, ■ Wilkinson Smalley." When Roger came home the following Saturday his father handed him the ntfte, remarking: “I'm afraid I haven’t appreciated your football, old man, but I’m going to do better in future; aud, by th© way, Roger. I hear that you’re to play in the game at Springfield next week; is that so?” Roger nodded. “Very well, then,” Mr. Bartlett continued, “your mother and 1 would like to have you get us the best seats that can be bought, for we’ve set our hearts upon going to see you make the first touchdown.”—Boston Transcript.

NATIONAL PROSPERITY. The Sea an Important factor in tbo Advancement of Mankind. It is impossible that one who sees in the sea—in the function which it discharges toward the world at large— ' the most potent factor in the nationalj prosperity and in the course of history, should not desire a change in the mental attitude of our countrymen to- ' ward maritime affairs. The subject, says the North American Review, presents itself not merely as one of national importance, but as one concerning the world’s history and the welfare of mankind. which are bound up, so far as we can see. in the security | and strength of that civilization which is identified with Europe and its offshoots in America. For what, after all, i is our not unjustly vaunted European and American civilization? An oasis set in the midst of a desert of barbarism, rent with many intestin ’tn rubles, and ultimately dependent. not upon its simple elaboration of organization, but upon the power of that organization to express itself in a menacing anc efficient attitude of physical force, sufficient to resist the numerically overwhelming, but inadequately organized, hosts of the outside barbarians. Ender present conditions, these are dyked off by the magnificent military organizations of Europe, which also as yet cope successfully with the barbarians within. Os what the latter are capable—at least in will—we have from time to time, and not least of late, terrific warnings, to which men can scarcely shut their eyes and ears; but sufficient attention is hardly paid to the possible dangers from those outside, who are wholly alien to the spirit of our civilization; nor do men realize how essential to the conservation of that civilization is the attitude of armed watchfulness between nations, which is now main- , tained by the great states of Europe

y PRACTICALLY PIRATES. is • ™ Such Wore Some of Our Early American Ancestors. o ’ fl They Sailed the Seas in Guise of Honest d Traders, But Never Let Slip an Op■r portunity to Swindle Ford eign Tradesmen. >- ! Sea stealing, though they did not call I it by so harsh a name, was a leading industry with the thrifty dwellers in y this town two hundred years ago, ? writes Thomas A Janvier in Harper's Magazine That was a good time for II sturdy adventure a float; and our welle mettled New Yorkers were not the kind then, any more than they are ’ now. to let money-making chances slip away by default. Even in referring to , what is styled (but very erroneously) s the drowsy period of the Dutch dominaI tion, the most romantic of our his- ? I torians have not ventured the sugges- . tion that anybody ever went to sleep when there was a bargain to be made; t and in the period to which I now refer, when the English fairly settled in pos- . session of New York by twenty years , of oecupaney, exceeding wide awake- , ness was the rule. Nor was anybody troubled with squeamishness. Therefore it was that our townsfolk, paltering no more with fortune than they did with moral scruples, set themselves briskly to collecting the revenues of the sea. These revenues were raised by two different systems, which may be likened, for convenience’sake, to direct and to indirect taxation. In the first case, ourjrobust townspeople put out to sea in private armed vessels ostentaJ tiously carrying letters of marque eni tilling them to war against the king's enemies — which empowering docui inents they construed, as soon as they had mr.de an offing from Sandy Hook, i as entitling than to lay hands upon all i desirable property that they found , | afloat under any flag. , The indirect method of taxation had in it less heroic quality than was in- (

; volved in the direct levy; yet was it, I being safer in a business way and al- : most as profitable, very extensively carried on. Euphemism was well thought of even then in New York: wherefore this more conservative class of sea-robbers posed squarely a> honest merchants engaged in what they termed the Red sea trade. At the foot ■ of the letter, as our French cousins I say, their position was well taken. ! Their so-called merchant ships dropped down the harb r into the lc»y and ! thence out to th e.iv.ard, carrying. ! for merchant n < ■ lly-i lixed lad- | ings, whereof the main quantities were i arms and gunp- v.-r . id cannon-balls ! and lead, and .- tr. ri f .virile amt pro-j , visions and general a stores. Making | a course to the southeastward, they • would slide around the eape to some I convenient meetings place in the Indian ocean, usually Madagascar, where they would fall in with other ships—whereof the lading was v: tern stuffs, and spices, and precious stones, and a good deal of deep-toned yellow-red Arabian gold. No information was volunteered by their possessors, a rough-and-tumble i dare-devil busby-bearded set of men, as to where these pleasing commodities “ came from; nor did the New Yorkers

manifest an indiscreet curiosity—being ! content that they could exchange their ; New York lading for the oriental lading on terms which made the trans- . action profitable (in Johnsonian phrase) beyond the dreams of avarice. When 1 the exchange Lad been effected the ' parties to it separated amicably; the late venders of the oriental goods be-j taking themselves, most gloriously ' drunk on their prodigal purchases of | West India rum. to parts unknown, and the New Yorkers decorously returning with their rich freightage to their home port. Neither of these methoils of acquir- i ing wealth on the high seas, the direct ! or the indirect, seems to have received the unqualified indorsement of public | opinion in New York in those days I which came and went again tw’o hun- I dred years ago; yet both of them were more than tolerated, and the Red sea ! trade unquestionably was regarded as I a business rather than as a crime. Because of which liberal views in regard to wbat might properly enough be done off soundings, or at out-of-the-way islands in the ocean sea, it is a fact that at the fag-end of the seven- ; teenth century our enterprising towns- : folk w*.re sufficiently prominent in I both 1 -es of marine industry—as i pirates pure and simple, and as keen traders driving hard bargains with pirates in the purchase of their stolen | goods—to fix upon themselves the illtempered attention of pretty much the whole of the civilized world. SOME EXPENSIVE DRINKS. Five Hundred Dollars a Hottie la Wbat One of the Kothschllde Once Paid. A lady high up in the prohibitionary circles of New Jersey has a bottle of wine in her cellar over fifty years old. for which a I'nion League club man offered SSO for a chance to test it only, and then to buy it at the lady’s own price. Although she does not desire to drink the wine herself, she says the wealthy clubman has not money enough to persuade her to part with it. Wines do occasionally fetch extraordinary prices, says the New York Advertiser. At a recent auction in London some Madeira, supposed to hare been presented by Napoleon 111., was sold at £3 3s. a bottle. Imperial Tokay has been sold at £3 a bottle. A few years ago two bottles of old Burgundy were sold at £BO each. There are a dozen cases of holy wine at the Hotel de Ville, or town hall, Bremen, which have been valued, considering the original price and cellarage and interest for 250 years, at £400,000 a bottle, £54,176 a glass, and £6O a drop. The Rothschilds are in possession of some 1778 Madeira wine, which went down in a ship which was wrecked at the mouth of the Scheldt. It was not recovered until 1814. Forty-four bottles were sold to Rothschild at £ll4 per i bottle.

brave and TRUE. The Commendable A»ubit »n of an Indian Soldier. Gen. Sir Hope Grant, in his narrative of the Indian mutiny, relates ananwdote which does equal honor to and one of his native soldiers. The British had been fighting all day, driving the rebels before them. After nightfall, however, a party of rebels made a new demonstration, and Gen. Grant, seeing two of his guns in danger, collected a few men and charged. He says: “A sepoy within five yards of me fired at mv horse and put a bullet through his’ body. It was singular he did not aim at me, but probably he thought it best to make sure of killing the horse, after which the rider would fall into his hands as a matter of course. •'1 felt that my poor charger had received his death-wound, yet he galloped on for forty yards through the throng of rebels and then dropped. I was in an awkward predicament- unhorsed, surrounded by the enemy, and. owing to the darkness, ignorant in which direction to proceed—when my i orderly, a native horseman, Hooper Kahn by name, rode up to me and said: j ■Take my horse: it is your only chance of safety.’ "I could not but admire his fine conduct. lie was a Ilindostanee Mussulman, belonging to a regiment the greater part of which had mutinied, and it would have been easy for him tc kill me and go over to the enemy. "1 refused his offer, but. taking a firm grasp of his horse's tail, I told him to drag me out of the crowd. This be did successfully and with great courage. ‘■The next morning 1 called him to my tent, praised him for his gallant behavior and offered him some little money. He declined it with great dignity. ••’No, sahib, I will take no money,' he said, drawing himself up; 'but if you will get my commanding officer to promote me I shall be very grateful.’ ■‘He was duly promoted, and received also the second-class order of merit.”

TIPS FROM THE EARS. A Yung L'i.»y of Observation S ys There Is Much Character in Them. I don't know whether there is any such science sis aurolog-y, said a young lady of observation recently, but I find ! it a very safe and useful thing to take note if my friends* ears. I haven't yet | got so far in my studies as to formulate a fixed set of rules for the reading of character by the size, shape and convolutions of these little head handles i of our -; in fact, my studies have been dire, '. ! t. ■.• p int--the top or apex l of tic .ar There's a whole world of , tell-tale indications there.and it would , be a <1 thii.'r if young girls were to form tlie habit of casting a glance at the anatomy of their callers and admirers, and make a mental note for their own guidance by what they see there. If the top of the ear lies close to the head ami the ridge is straight or only gently rounded the young man that , owns that kind of ear may be counted . on as eminently proper and s»s harmless as a lamb. But if the top , starts away from the head at a well-

defined angle and runs uptoa point before turning down to become the back ridge of the ear—well, that young man had better be kept at a good safe distance. That’s the faun ear, and when those wise old Greeks and Romans gave to the capering companions of the nymphs of the woods goat legs and 1 goat ears they knew what they were about. Men haven’t changed one whit, i either, and that point of the ear is just i as full of character and warning to-day as it was when Bacchus was doing business at the old sign of "The Rollicking Rams.” __ PAT NOLAN S TALES. The Old Steeplechase Jockey Spins Some Funny Yarns. Old Pat Nolan, the celebrated steeplechase jockey, acquired a considerable fortune in the gala days of the sport between the Jags, and. having laid up treasures enough for his wants in this i world, proceeded to build a house at bheepshead Bay. says the Philadelphia Press. While it was in the course of construction a countryman came along and. after regarding it with interest, said: "Ayeh, Patsey, it’s miny’s the toime, Patsey. ye wint over the wat.icr jump to get the money to build that 1. v.-e." "Yes,” responded Pat, knowingly; "an' it’s miny’s the toime, Moike, Oi didn't go over the wather jump to git ! the money to build that house.” Jack Batchelor at one time owned the celebrated mare Princess. He was robbed going down to the track one i evening and couldn’t think of any easier way to get his money back than to run the mare in two races that she was eligible for on the next day's programme. It looked like butchery, but Jack did it. One of the races was a stake event. He started Princess and won, and immediately after sent her to the post in a purse race, which she also captured with ease. “A man has got to get even some way,” said Jack, "an’ T guess I rrnt there ” I ncle Bob, the famous old colored retainer at the Belle Meade farm, is a Chesterfield in his way. On one occasion President and Mrs. Cleveland paid a visit to Gen. Jackson and, of course, they inspected the famous racers. Bob led them out one by cne until Irceucis’ stall was reached, and it was with , much pride and dignity he exhibited the winner of the English derby. "What a .beautiful horse, and how proud he looks!” ejaculated the lady of the white house. “Dat’s case he knows who’s lookin’ at him, Mrs. Cleveland,” responded Bob, removing his battered chapeau and bowing like a courtier. Follow the crowd at meal time and you will find yourself at the . Union Bakery. ' For rent.—Rooms over Tim Coffee’s. Inquire of Mr. Coffte.

BULLET-PROOF CAR. a Fort on Ibe Protection ot Valuable Shipment*. Invention is now at work to clrc “" l ' vent tile daring train robbers in the west, the latest step in this direction being a bullet-proof car. It is supplied, says the Boston Herald, with . ages designed to be opened only from the outside, by a stationmaster. which are provided for the safe and the more valuable parcels, and the arrangement is such that if the robbers succeed in entering the car they will be exposed to the tire of the messenger fn m a bullet-proof compartment in each end of the ear. the messenger being also able to shoot along the sides of the car to protect the engineer or to prevent burglars and robbers from making an entry. | The ear has a doul!.' floor and double roof, and at each end is a messenger s compartment, from which he mayshoot along the side of the car from out-wardly-swinging sections provided with ' northoles, or through portholes in its end. At opposite -ides of the car, adjoining' each - xrvr > compartment, are strongly-formed barred compartrnents or cages, for the reception of safes, etc., each cage being reached by a doer opening into the body portion of the ear. and a passageway is left on one side of each cage from the messenger's room to the central portion of the car. This passageway is designed to be closed at each end by doors carried on the ends of a platform pivoted i between the floors, the doors thus being simultaneously opened and closed, and the arrangement being such that a !robber gaining access to the center of the car is liable to be shut in there or in the passageway by the messenger, the latter taking refuge in one of the end compartments, where he may fire through the portholes in the doors upon the robber thus iinprh ned. The passageway is also closed by an intermediate door having a lock on the side next to the messenger’s The construction is designed to be very simple and substantial, and yet not very expensive. France I ncotira.Yes 1 lectrlral Progress.

France has for some time past l>een i specially active in the application of ! electric power to canal- a fact due probably to the importance and extent of her canal system. The latest successful trial reported is one on the ■ canal boats of the Havre-Faris-Lyons ■ Compaignie, in which a transferable electric motor and rudder combination is used, while the motor has been driven by current from storage batteries, i The canal lx>at, having a length of thirty-eight meters and carrying one hundred aud eighty tons, is driven at a speed of eighty-five centimeters per second, an increase of f rty per cent over the speed with two horses, while the electrical energy con nmed was about four and six-tenths horse-power. At times aspeedof one meter i three feet three inches) per second was obtained. It is now pn pos..d to employ also a trolley system, as on the Bourgogne canal, and to let the feed water that maintains the levels at the proper height operate dynamos generating the n-. i-i- ry current. !■'ranee h;:, al1 ways been f rcmo.-t in the application ‘ of electricity to navigation.

The new clothing store of Ike Rosenthall is simply immense with a line of goods unequalledin style and price. See him for Suits. For Notions, Small Hardware, Tinware and Holiday Gcods. call on the Bargain Store next door to Postoffice. E. Buhler & Bro. Are paying the highest market price for 2d-Growth White Oak Logs, also Oak and Elm Butts. If you have timber of this kind to sell, see them. Office and factory. North Eighth street, Decatur. Indiana. Are You Insured? Dear Sir:—The undersigned having secured the agency of the strongest insurance corporations in existence, respectfully solicits your patronage and guarantees in rei turn prompt attention on his part to the wants of his cus- . o mens. You can not afford ‘ o be without insurance. . Come and have your property insured > E. F. COFFEE, Agt. OUT IN THE COLD fcSL, AND WET ) ynnr feet comfortable proWcn ‘‘ n - Thcrts nothing in tn e Ef'- MT!» world as good as t 'jj Mishawaka Ail-Knit i WOOL BOOTS. 1 W ’il Three times as durable as any'elt 9E- -1 w nwth proof, watch for the trade-mark -Ball Band lnred - -AH others “limitations. Patented j and made by C. C. BOESE & CO * I —Dealers in ■: OWES iJJ in MS, ■MB » BOOTS, R i Shippers of Produce and Poultry PREBLE, IND.

Yeager ■" j) Best Srnoker; Ask For It. Pure Drugs, Toilet Articles, Stationery. Books and Patent Medicines Have you ever tried Dr. Sawyers Little Wide Awake Pills? They are the thing! Their Sunrise Cough Balsam and Family Cure are Use Leaders in sales and will also do what they advertise. Try them. For sale by Yager It I O'. The G. R- & I. (Effect Sept. 23. I*M.) • TRAINS NORTH. •No. 3. 4No. 5. *No. 1. * Richmond 11:00 am 11.25 pm 3:80 pm , I Parry 11:10 “ 3:40 I Votaw 3:48 “ Harley 3:5! " Fountain City. 11:25 " 3:57 “ Johnson 11:35 “ 4:10 " Lynn 11:40 " 12:02am 4:15 " Snow Hill 11:46 “ 4:21 " Woods 11:40 “ 4:24 ” Wincheater.... 12:00 " 12:20 am 4:34 " Stone 12:10 pm 4:44 Ridgeville 12:10 “ 12:36 am 453 ’’ Collet 12:32 “ 5:05 “ Portland 12:42 “ 12:5<am 5:17 " Jay 12:52 “ 5:26 " Briant 12:50 “ S:XJ “ Geneva 1:07 “ 1:14 am 5:41 " Ceylon 5:43 " Berne I:IK “ 5:51 I Monroe 1:36 *• 6:01 ! DECATUR 1:47 “ 1:44 am 6:12 " ■ Monmouth 2:18 “ Williams 2:01 “ 6:26 Hoagland 2:06 ” 6:31 " Adams 6:4-3 " Fort Wayne. .. 2:85 “ 2:2oam 6:55 ” •Daily, except Sunday. *l>aily to Grand Rapids. TRAINS SOUTH. •No. 2. *N’o. 6. JNo. 4 Fort Wayne ... I:lspm 11:45pm 5:45a m Adams 5:5k " Hoagland 1:39 " 12:15am 6:13 ” Williams 1:45 “ 12:21 “ 6:16 " Monmouth 6:24 ’’ i DECATUR.... 1:56 “ 12:37 “ 6:3» ‘ . Monroe 2:13 “ 12:50 “ 6:44 Hem*' 2:2‘> “ i.icJ “ 6;56 " ! Ceylon 7:04 ’ <i«-ne\a 2:35 " 1:14 “ 7:‘*> ’ Briant 2.44 " 1:24 “ 7 15 " : Jay 1:31 •• 7:21 " Portland 3:00 “ 1:41 - 7:30 " 1 oll.lt 1:51 7:41 “ Kidzeville... . 3:24 “ 2:08 “ 7:50 ?«on* 2:14 *• 7:50 " WIK-hvstvr.... 3:44 “ 2:25 “ B:<M> " "ood- 2:34 “ 8:22 " ■-now Hill 2;36 •• 5:25 " Lynn 4:05 “ 2:42 “ 8:32 ' Johnson 2:47 “ B:3K Fountain City. 4:21 “ 2:57 “ 8:4» Haley g ; .x» •• *otaw 8:59 Parry •• Richmond 4:45 " 3:20 ” 0:15 ” *Daily Grand Rapids. * Daily ex. Sunday. Jeff Bryson, Agent. < . L. Lockwood. Gen. Pas. Agent. The Erie Liines. (Schedule in effect June 17, 15D4.1 Trains leave Decatur as follows; WEST. >o. a, vestibule limited, daily 2:13 p. m. No. 4. I acitic express, daily UM a. m. No. 1. express, daily 10:45 a. m. No. 31, local, daily ex. Sunday 10:45 a. m. EAST. No. vestibule limited, daily 806 p. m. No. 2, express, daily 1:55 p. m. No. 12. express, daily 1:® a. m. -No. 30, local, daily ex. Sunday 10:45 a. m. Train No. 12 carries through sleeping cars tot olumhus. Circleville, Chillicothe. Waverly-. 1 ortsmouth. Ironton, and Kenova, via v <‘lunihus.. Hocking Valley & Toledo, and Norfolk & Western lines. J. W. DeLong. Agent L. W, McEdwahds. T . A.. Huntingt on The Clover Leaf. (Toledo, St. Louis & Kansas City Ry.) EAST. Ma?i ress p. mLocal p m WEST. E*P, ress 8:48 p. m ! , uocai 18:35 a. m E. A. Whinrey. Agent.