Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 April 1892 — Page 3

YPAIR OF jACKS.

BYLVIV Jamisin

’ CHAPTER Xl—Continued. “•Oh, my,” Mary added, as Mrs. Thomson returned with the glass of milk and a. generous wedge of gingerbread, “this .is what I call good.” “Do you know,” she continued, aft?r a few moments’ silent enjoyment of her refreshments, “I believe' Weston has really grown since I saw it last.” “I don’t know about that, Miss, but I do know we are improving wonderful. So many city folks come here for the summer. Next year we are going to have another hotel, and everybody that’s got a spare room is set on taking boarders.” “Are you?” asked Miry, setting down her empty glass. “Oh, no, Miss. I haven’t a corner. Besides, I’m t-V far from the town. Take some mo.e milk, Miss Mary.” “No, thank you. You gave me such a large glass. ” She walked to the window as she spoke, and glanced down the broad, shady street. “You have tone very pretty girls,” she added, after a second, as her eye followed two young ladies on horseback. “Are those two natives or visitors?” .“Them?” said the woman, looking in her turn. “They live here. That tall ■one’s Miss Ellis’. She goes to New York a good part of her time. She’s going to be married.in a few months.” “Ah, is she? How happy she must feel. Looks, I mean.” “People think she has reason to be happy. She’s going to do very well. They say Mr. Beverly is a ” “Mr.' Who?” efied Mary? turning' quickly. • “Mr. Beverly,” repeated Mrs. Thomson, slightly surprised at Mary’s tone. “A mighty nice young man. He doesn’t live here, of course; he comes from New York, and I daresay when they’re married they’ll go there altogether.” Mary still stood by the. window. She could feel her knees tremble under her, and a stange, numb sensation Creeping about her heart.

“Will you tell me this —this gentleman’s name?” she asked, after a second, striving to make her voice calm and to keep all emotion from her face. “Christian name?” repeated the woman, knitting het brows in her effort to remember. .“I’ve heard it, I knbw, and yet I can’t, somehow, recollect.” “An uncommon one, perhaps,” suggested Mary, in a strange voice. “It is nothing like—Jack.” There was a slight lingering over this name, as though she half feared to let it leave her lips, but Mrs. Thomson took it up eagerly. “That’s it, Miss,” she said, with decision. “Sometimes you know a thing, but can’t just think at the tithe, and if somebody mentions it Ah, Miss, what’s the matter? Are you ill?” Mary had clutched the window for suppt rt, but at the woman’s question she stcod upright again. “No, no, not ill,” she answered, painfully. “I may b'e tired. I’ll sit here for a few minutes, then I must be going.” “You look-rather pale,” was the somewhat anxious reply. “Perhaps I might get something to make, you feel better. ” “Thank you. Nothing could make me feel better now. I .think lam rather interested in Mjss Ellis. Are you sure about this engagement, and that his name is—Beverly?” “Yes, Miss. Everybody here knows it; and as for Mr. Beverly, I’ve spoken to him. He’s nice in his manners—-good-looking, too. I saw him not two hours ago. He was with Miss Ellis then.” ■

“Two hours ago,” thought Mary. This, then, was the reason for his going to New York. How.often during the hours that she was not with him had he come here to be with her? Of course he had known her in New York, had perhaps been engaged when he came to Robin’s Rest. She had served to amuse him. The world would call it a flirtation—nothing more. He had been amused, and she had been a fool to think him in earnest. She could realize now how unreservedly she had*given her heart to him; how utterly she had staked her life’s happiness on the weight of his word. He had seemed so true, so earnest." Even in the face of such overwhelming testimony it was hard to doubt him while she remembered his words and glances. Mary never knew how she reached home. Her pale cheeks awakened her grandfather’s concern at supper. She pleaded headache as a cause, and as soon as possible went off to bed. The night was filled with miserable thoughts. Hour after hour passed, and she tossed restlessly on her pillow. At one moment she would tell herself that she no longer cared; that Jack had quite passed out of her heart and life; and at the next she would pray that her walk and its bitter revelations might prove only a dreadful dream.' Oh, if she could but wake to find the world as bright, and herself as happy, as hopeful, and as trusting as she had been but twentyfour hours before. B.ut morning found her sick and faint from want of rest and sleep. “I must get up, though,” she said to herself. “They must not know. Nobody must know. He has stolen my happiness from me. Yes, stolen it. I was so contented here with grandpa until he came, and now Everything is so different. Ah, he had so much; why should he have taken the only thing I had? “I won’t care, though,” she added, indignantly, dashing a tear from her eye. “I must not give up to this weakness. If I don’t hate him, I must despise myself. I must —I do hate him.” Breakfast proved a most trying ordeal. Jeannette’s sharp eyes and }ier grandfather’s anxious inquiries were difficult to evade, and when the meal was scarcely half over she left the table with the half-trembling words: “Grandpa, don’t be anxious; I am perfectly well, but there are times when I cannot bear your kindness. Please don’t" speak to me now. ” “There is something wrong," said Mr. Millard, with a grave glance at Jeannette. “I never saw her act so strangely before.” v “She doesn’t look over and above well,” was the answer, “and if she hadn’t seemed so bright yesterday morning I’d say she and Mr. Beverly had been a fussing, as’ they’ve been doing the best part of the last three weeks, but now I can’t make nothing of it. I don’t think it’s anything serious, though, j Nothing that won’t come right.” Jeannette was rather surprised when ' Mary came to. her.twenty minutes later, and putting a note in her hand, said: “Give it to Mr. Beverly when he comes to-day. _ If he does come,” she added. “Give it;to him?” returned the old woman, glancing from the noteM Mary.

“What am I to do that for? I must say I don't like the looks of things.” “Will you give it to him or not?” asked Mary. "If you will)not, I will take it to Toby.” “I’ll give it to him; but I must say again, I don’t like the looks of things." Two hours later she put it In Jack’s hand, with the words: “I con’t know what’s in it, sir. It may be something not very pleasant; if it is, don’t mind it. Miss Mary has more humors than a cat has lives. It comes of .i her grandfather ruining her when she was young.” Jack scarcely heard these remarks—he was reading his note. It was written in pencil, and contained these words: “I write this to spare myself the humiliation of ever seeing or speaking to you again. I have discovered all your miserable conduct, and if you have one spark of manliness in your nature you will spare me thq sight of your face again.” “Where is she?” he cried, hoarsely, when he had gathered the full meaning of the bitter lines. “I must see her.” “She’s gone riding,” replied Jeannette, rather startled by his face. “I couldn’t say where, sir. She’ll be coming back soon. I guess maybe you had better wait.” Jack found this waiting miserable enough. Dinner time came, and Mary did not appear, a fact which so disturbed Mr. Millard that he failed to notice Jack’s peculiar mood. It was not until late in the afternoon that Jack, standing near the gate, caught the first glimpse of the approaching Prince. / He waited until he was almost upon him, and then starting quickly forward grasped the bridle, bringing horse and rider to a sudden and rather sharp standstill. “Do you know why I have stopped you in this way?” he asked in a s'tern voice. “No,” responded Mary, with darkening eyes and a face from which every particle of color had fled, “unless you ' wish to add another insult to yo'ur long list.” “You shall explain what you mean by that,” he exclaimed passionately. “And by this, too.” He drew her note from his pocket and held it before her eyes. A slight change passed over her face. “The meaning is clear. If yoy wish another answer, ask your own conscience.” . She jerked her bridle from his hand, and giving Prince a smart cut, dashed by him without further words. “I will have an explanation,” he muttered, looking after her. A Returning to the house he tore a sheet of paper from his note-book, and hastily scrawled upon it: “I must see you.” Jeannette earned this to Mary, and returned looking both angry and perplexed. “She says you have her note, sir, and she hasn’t any more to say. I’m very sorry, sir,” added the woman, feeling something was wrong. “Thank you, Jeannette. I must be getting my things together. I will have to leave you to-night.” “Oh, sir, that’s too bad. Mr. Millard will be so sorry. I suppose you couldn’t change your mind?” “Impossible. And Mr. Millard must think business calls me away. It will be better so.” “Yes, sir; I understand. It’s a shame Miss Mary’s temper ” “I cannot discuss that,” Jack replied, ■with much pain in his voice. “It is something more than temper, though; I’m positive of that. I’ll find out what in some way.” Mr. Millard saw Jack depart with genuine regret. He had built many hopes upon this visit, and their failure dieap-* pointed him keenly. Mary’s spirits worried him also. He attributed her present melancholy to a cause perfectly natural under the circumstances. The idea gave him such pain that he decided to take Jeannette into his confidence. “I have been noticing Mary’s indisposition,” he said, in breaking the subject to her, “and I have feared—it may be quite groundless, I hope it is, but yet it is possible—that she cared for Jack. Give me your opinion. You should be able to judge much better than I.” “I know this much, sir,” returned Jeannette, unable to hold back longer, “I know she sent him away. Whether she cared for him or didn’t care for him, he cared for her and she sent him away. She wrote him a note. I don’t know what was in it, but I do know it made his face as white as your shirt. He tried to see her, but she wouldn’t have it, and then he left, as any self-respecting young man would.” The gentleman’s face had undergone various changes during the progress of this speech, and when Jeannette concluded' he regarded her in pained surprise. “I don’t understand it,” he said in a musing tone. “I can’t understand it.” "No, sir; nor no one else. You might live to be a hundred and not understand Miss Mary.” f Mr. Millard remained in deep thought after Jeannette’s communication, and when Mary sat by .him in the study that night, he said to her, quite suddenly: “My chill, you are not happy.” Mary looked awayfrom him. “I have been in low spirits lately,” she rejoined, “but I shall get over it in a day or two, if you will try to bear with me a little while longer, and not be too good to me.” “But why should you bo in low spirits, Mary? If there is a reason, surely, I should know it.” > Mary looked pained and troubled. Once more she turned away. “Grandpa,” she said at last, speaking with an effort, “when I have found a reason which I can acknowledge to my own self I will tell it to you. But it only hurts me to speak of it now. In a few days everything will be as it used to be. We will be happy together, sha’n’t we? Nobody will ever come between us now.” “I can scarcely tell whether Jeannette was right, or wrong,” mused the old gentleman when reflecting on Mary’s words. CHAPTER X. ’’You won’t get no room down here, sir. There's only one hotel in the place and that ain’t nothing to speak of; and such as it is, it’s full. There’s quite a big house up to Weston, sir. You might be able to put up there. As It's no great ways, lean drive you.” “Very well,” replied Jack, in a relieved tone. “I don’t feel like getting back to New York to-night, and I must find some sort of a lodging. Get me there as quickly as you can and I’ll give you your own price. ” “Kind ’er unsettled,” muttered the old farmer, as y he watched Jack's long, impatient strides before the stable door. However, the suggestion of 1 money proved an incentive to extra exertion, and the old horse was soon ready for the road. “Now, sir, I gndss we can start.” “All right,” responded Jack, jumping into the somewhat dilapidated-looking

vehicle. “I hope your horse Is a good traveler." “Fair, sir, fair. I can’t complain of him.” . Jack did not hear these words. Lighting his cigar, he leaned back in his seat and maintained an unbroken silence for the rest of the journey. “At last.” he said, as they* pulled up before the door of the worthy Mrs. Shrimp. But here a new disappointment awaited him. Mrs. Shrimp hadn’t a corner, she declared, with many regrets. People had come down on her so, she’d beep driven to find a spot for John and herself. Jack regarded her with a helpless air. “I have come from South Weston,” he said, “In the hope of finding a room here. I mightreturn to New York, of course, but that would inconvenience me greatly. Perhaps you can suggest some house ” Mrs. Shrimp shook her head. All she know of was lull. “There was the Millers, with as nice and neat a room as one might wish. The gentleman*might have had that. But then there was Mr. Milder ” “What about him,” interrupted Jack, foreseeing a possible lodging. “Nothing, sir. Except he’s dead. Died last night, and, of course, Mrs. Miller being up to her ears in mourning and sorrowing.. Couldn't ” “Certainly not,” was the prompt response. “I didn’t dream the poor man might be dead. I see, there’s nothing but to return to New York.” At this stage of the conversation a young man, who had been sitting on the other side of the room, laid down the paper he held in his hand, and giving Jack a scrutinizing glance, left his chair. “I beg pardon,” he said, addressing, himself to Mrs. Shrimp. “I have heard enough of your conversation to understand that this gentleman is looking for a room, and that you are unable to acoommodate him. If he wishes to share mine it is at his service.” Mrs. Shrimp looked relieved and Jack gratified. “Mr. Beverly’s room is one of the best, sir, large, airy ” “Mr. Who’s?” interrupted Jack with more force than politeness. “I beg your pardon, will you tell me to whom I am indebted?”

“My name is Beverly,” answered the youngjnan. “The devil!” said Jack. “No relation, I assure you, though I am what the laity consider the next of kin, a lawyer. If you feel disposed, I shall be happy to show you my room.” “The gentleman will register first,” put in Mrs. Shrimp, with due respect for this always Insisted upon preliminary. I “Here, sir, jf you please.” Jack took up a pen, but paused as a. thumping noise was heard in' the next room. “It’s only John,” observed Mrs. Shrimp, with calm reassurance, “Not having no bed last night he’s a little upset this morning.” Apparently satisfied, Jack dipped his pen into in some rather thick ink, and wrote in a large, bold hand, ‘Jack Beverly.’ Mrs. Shrimp, standing near, pega.ded him with a slightly bewildered air. In her estimation he was upset also. “You’ve made a mistake, sir, if I may be allowed so to speak. You’ve written Mr. Beverly’s name.” “Have I,” he' rjked imperturbably. “It can’t be helped, for, if I may be allowed so to speak, it is mine, too. Areyou a Jack also, Mr. Beverly?” “I am, sir, as big a one as you are. A much bigger one than I ever thought myself before. Come to my room, for heaven’s sake. I wan’t to talk to ydu.” ■•-v |TO BB CONTINUED. |

The Royal Couchman.

There is, or was, an old Irishman at Lisbon, who was a royal coachman when the late King of Portugal was a child. One day the little prince was caught by the coachman up to some mischief in the royal stables. Without any regard for the princely dignity, Pat laid the heir of the House of Braganza across his knee, and spanked him soundly, despite his howls for mercy. The future King bore him no malice, however, and Pat was subsequently pensioned and lived on terms of friendly familiarity with Dorn Luis and his family after, his whilom victim ascended the throne.

A Valuable Relic.

The second book printed in the English language was “The Game and Playe of the Chesse,” which the title page says was “Fynyshid the last day of Marche, the yer of our lord god a thousande foure hundred and LXXIIj.” Only twelve copies of the work are now known to exist. In 1813 an Englishman by the name of.Al- i chorne sold his copy for a sum equal to $270 of United States currency. Fifty-six years later, in 1869, the same volume (an imperfect copy) was sold for $2,150. The British Museum has refused an offer of SIO,OOO for its copy, which is imperfect to the extent of having seven leaves missing.

Waste Steam.

A Western engineer has patented a device by the use of which the steam that' is often allowed to go to waste when a locomotive is standing at a way station taking wood, or water, can be utilized for pumping water for the tanks or reservoirs, around the station, It is cusromary, at most large stations, to have a stationary engine and steam pump for raising the water, but the inventor claims by'an arrangement ttiiscostof fuel, is saved, while.the cost of add-, ing the improvement will be less than the cost of the pumping arrangement how in use.

Hunting the Hunter.

A party of young women of Fulton, Mo., got up-a coon-hunting party a few days ago. The boys were rigorously The party started out with four dogs, two guns, two axps and a big basket of .lunch. Early next morning the whole neighborhood started out to hunt the hunters, and found them deep in the woods, all sitting in a row on a log, crying dreadfully. They admitted that they got hopelessly lost in the woods within a couple of hours after the start.

Does It Run a Saw Mill?

In Waterbury, Conn,, an engine which stands on the space of sevensixteenths • of an inch square and reaches a height of five-eighths of an inch has been made. It has 148 parts held together by flfty-two screws. 3?he diameter of, the cylinder twenty-sixth of an inch and the whole weighs three grains.

Mountains of Mica.

A mountain of mica is reported to have been discovered on the Canoe River, about 300 miles north of the British Columbia boundary line.

London Women Journalists.

There are said to be 18,000 newspaper women in London, who have twenty-two press clubs and authors*" societies among them.

WHO WILL BE CHOSEN?

WOMEN WHO MAY RULE AT THE WHITE HOUSE. Wives ot Dl»tlnguUhe<l Men Who Are ■ Named as Presidential Possibilities— 1 Senator Hill’s Bachelor State—Some Interesting Facts About Well-Known Women. » . Mistress of the Manse.

WASHINGTON corre s pon? deuce: Who is \ to succeed Mrs'.:Harrls o n as the first lady of the land? Which will it be—- • VgA Mrs. Harrison herself, or will it be rs - Stanford, or Mrs. Cullom, or Mrs. Rusk, or Mrs. E 1 - Wjßßgikius, or Mrs. Algor, Mrs. Robert T. Lincoln, or Mrs. JnSC!"*JwJ oh n Sherman, or McKinley, or rlni be Mrs. CleveU • or Mrs. Gor»i” man,or Mrs. Palmer,

Or Mrs; Whitney, or Mrs. Carlisle, or Miss Boles,An case our national polities thke a somert'aldt, as some think they will. If not ftny of these women, will it be the wlffe'df the da'k horse’, or will that sable-hued animal have a wife, or, not having a wife, will he want to wed? Anybody with a correct Solution to this puzzle will supply a great public demand by Stating it. The only prominent bachelor in the field is United States Senator David B. Hill. Just because he is in that lamentable condition his case can be disposed of first. If Mr. Hill comes to the White House we ate going through the same delightful experience that preceded Mr. Cleveland’s wedding day. It will riot make the slightest difference whether or not Mr. Hill exhibits the faintest desire for feminine company, he will be the daily object of suspicion, and of course, he will do just as the other gentleman from New York did, and in due“season take to himself a wife. That point settled, will the objectof his affections be young orold? Well, he need not leave Washington to make an excellent choice tuid one that would do his own taste and She good repute of the nation infinite credit. If it is to be President Hill what a quantity of feminine emotions will be squandered in the direction of the Executive Mansion. So far, however, if Senator Hill has any weakness or any sentimental regard for the society of womankind he has kept it Igcked up in his innermost soul since he came-here to live. Now for the ladies named and a good many others who may feel that they might have been mentioned with equal propriety. For verily and indeed the writer of this may see in the light of subsequent events cause to gnash her teeth and muss her front hair with ednsuming rage that she did not have sense enough to do so. Some of these ladles are as actively in the race as their husbands, and a few make no secret of their ambitions and hopes in that direction, for, think they, nobody is r.s well posted as their wives on the qualifications the se gentlemen possess for the best gifts the people can shower upon its idol. The most of these ladies, however, keep securely looked up In their own minds ahy rosy visions in which they may indulge on the quiet, and no amount of adroit questioning could tempt them to make the slightest comment on the political situation so far as their own aspirations are concerned. In a city and at a time like this, when the political stockpbt has been put on for a long .boll, it requires a pretty wellguarded tongue to keep from airing one’s knowledge of turns and moves •that look so innocent on the face. For the social world the politics of a president does not spoil the flavor of his dinner parties, and, sad enough as it may sound to the serious observer of current events, the dinners and dances of an administration are as likely to live as long in history as its foreign treaties. Mrs. Harrison and Mrs. Cleveland are the only ones able to view the situation

MRS. HARRISON.

to Its duties all the influences of a thoroughly good heart, a well-stored mind, a graceful dignity and a willingness to serve-others before she consulted her own convenience. She has kept all her old friends, no matter what were the variations of the political thermometer, and she has made hundreds of new ones. Two ladies were sitting opposite her one day lately at a luncheon. One more serious niinded than usual said: “Do you know what I read in that face? A wonderfully clear conception of what is right and a strong, earnestdeterminationtodd it.” Her friend replied: “Do you know what I see? It is a simple thing, but it is very rare. Mrs. Harrison may have more bonnets than when she came to the White House, but they are the same size.” No President’s wife has shown a deeper interest in our local institutions nor a greater willingness to see and be seen at any and all times by the people of this city. Should Mrs. Cleveland return to the White House she will probably look at

things in a much different light from what she did when she came there to be married In June, 1888, or when she left there in March, 1889, to return to private life. There certainly .-never was a' queen who created any more popular enthusiasm at every public appearance and of

whose movements the most trifling details were read with more avidity. Just in the height of national interest in himself Mr. Cleveland took to himself a wife. All the world loves a lover and his bride, and if the eagle eyes of the feminine journalistic fraternity of this city let any little picturesque details of their daily life pass by without a pleasantly worded paragraph It was only because they forgot it. Sometimes the gallant sex took a hand in writing up the Cleveland home life. The history of that period establishes the fact that these domestic eketches were notas acceptable reading for Mr. and Mrs. Cleveland as the uniformly kind and well put things which day after day were evolved from the pens with a woman’s hand manipulating them and fairly throbbing at the same time with nervous anxiety to get the results into print. Mrs. Cleveland many times expressed her appreciation of these -attentions, and has often referred to it since, showing con clusively that ladies and gentlemen temporarily residing, in the W hite House are pretty ; steady readers of all newspaper matter I in which their names appear. Mrs. Stan ic’d is one of the busiest women ‘.i America. She has her homes,

from the mount of expe ri e nee. Mrs. Harrison has known also the hard work while the struggle is pending, as well. as . the delight of the victory. Her career as mistress of the White House will 'make a bright page in its history. She brought

MRS. CLEVELAND.

her charltieii, her every-day interest in all the work of the university erected in memory of her son, and still finds time to entertain elegantly in her home here and to pay hundreds of visits every season. At home in California she has all the same duties to perform, with the additional obligations that come of closer ties. Mrs. Stanford’s mail is as large and oftentimes larger than that of a public official. Her well-known charities are, of course, one reason to make the burden of her correspondence so heavy. The wildest flights of fancy seem to* fall one in trying to imag ne what White House life would be if Mrs. Whitney was first lady of the land. She made a niche for herself in the social history of the Cleveland administration, and it is extremely doubtful if she will ever have to be pushed to the wall for anybody else. She entertained like a princess, and Washington never be’ore or since Saw her equal. If it is going to be President and Mrs. Gorman cne of the moat interesting family groups in America will have the bright, fierce light that b?ats about a throne let in on them. Mrs. Gorman has many fine traits o( character, but she has that rare fa ulty of making her home so attractive that nothing short of stern duty will get her husbani| after his day’s work to leav ■ his own fireside or would’ permit his children to let him go even if ho was so minded. Fa* her, mother and children are ehums. They have loads of friends who would like to see them go from it to the White House. The wife of the Senator from Illinois, Mrs. Palmer, is a d< 1 ghtfully cheery

MHS. PALMSR.

children in the family arc very numerous. Mrs. Palmer has found much io entertain her hi re the past winter and has mingled considerably m so dal life. Mrs. McKinley is not generally in Washington b-'inusi her delicate health rarely allowed her to take part ifi any social uffa rs. Mrs. Otfllom is one of the most agreeable hostesses in the Senatorial circle, and has a wide circle of admirers tn this city and many, n ore of them homo in Illinois who would like to get notes fr >m her dated from the Executive Mansion, although Mr. Cullom has announced that he has no ambition in that direction. Mrs. Cullom keeps pace with her husband in her knowledge of public measures and the ups and downs of polities. She is an accomplished-woman in many respects, but n n< ne, perhaps, are her characteristics better .displayed than'ln her housekeeping. If the pres dential aspirations of the Governor of lowa are r adzed then the

future mistressof the White House will be Miss Boies, his daughter. She is 26 ye.:rs old and u good specimen of a progressive Western woman. She is good-look-ing also and need not have been Miss Poles so

long if she wore not so minded. She has a great deal of tact, considerable knowledge of political affairs, no fads or crazes, but plenty of general, all-around culture. She is devoted to church work; believes in temperance ami prohibition for those who want it. Her Christian name is Jessica. Mrs. Elkins would make a queenly first lady of the land. She is probably the youngest of any in the list, and has just the perfect health, happy dlspi Bition and social tastes that would fit her for this high honor. Nature has been kind to her in many ways. She is endowed with goiid looks, good temper and a good heart. There are shoals of people right around here who would like to see Mrs. Carlisle mistress of the White House, and who also believe that If she settled her mind tight down to securing the Presidency for her husbahd that victory would ba theirs. The way they argue is that she never has failed in any contest in which she was interested heart B-nd soul. She has always accompanied her husband on his i olitleal campaigns, and if there were any changes in the current she was just as quick to see them as he was. There never was a woman more devoted to her husband’s constituents and as ready to lay aside all her pleasures to entertain them during their •visits to the capital.

MISS RUSK.

pleasant place to visit aud each member of the family contributes alike to make it so. Mrs. Rusk 1b a thorough housekeeper. Her fasten are quiet and domestic, but she IB a pleasant woman to meet in society, and certainly none of the Cabinet ladies have acquitted themselves better of their social obligations than she has. Miss Rusk inherits all the charm of her parent’s entire naturalness, and- has impressed herself upon every one. as one of the few girls that no amount of flattery could spoil. In every way she is her mother’s right hand. Mrs. Sherman Is known the length and breadth of the land, and in this city her many years in official life ba? made the home of Senator and Mrs. Sherman like that of a permanent resident. No one better understands the demands of society and few are better able to acquit themselves of alKts manifold obligations. Therefore many know her intimately, and think It the happiest privilege of their lives to be able to say so. Few women are better acquainted with national events than she is, and fewer still whose ripened judgment, would carry the same weight on almost any topic of general interest. In manner she is kind-hearted but quiet, and perhaps a little reserved, though always a fluent talker and a charming companion with those she knows well.

“Jarndyce vs. Jarndyce.”

The widow of the New Jersey man who left Henry George $30,000 to h“lp the cause of “Progress and Poverty" is an earnest disciple of half of that doctrine, as she is now in the poorhouse. George himself got SSBO from it. The rest went to the lawyers. They, at least, believe in the single tax, provided it is paid to them. —Detroit Journal.

The widow of the New Jersey man who left Henry George $30,000 for the spread of the progress and poverty doctrine is in the poorhouse. After a long lawsuit over the will Mr. George realized just SSBO from the dead man’s estate and the lawyers got all the rest. It is suggested that Mr. George should now write a supplementary treatise showing how existing social conditions are not exactly prejudicial to the legal profession at least.—Boston Herald.

little lady, who has made many friends during her brief ri sidencq hero. She Is ill years the junior of her husband. She was a widow before she married Senator Palmer. She lias six grown-up anti mnrriid stepehildn n and the grand-

MISS BCIES.

If it’s going to be President Busk everybody else as well as the farmers can congratulate themselves In the personnel of his family group. Mrs. and Miss Rusk would be charming hostesses in the White House. The Rusk house is a

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OF FRESH INDIANA NEWS, PERUSE THE FOLLOWING: Important Happenings of the Week— Crimes aud Casualties Sulaldea— Heaths—Weddings, t-to. Minor State Items Fruit has not been killed. Bedford will have water works. The Jonesboro News will enlarge. Snipe season has opened with plenty t>( snipe. Work ha? begun ln the Decatur County stone quarries. Ministers of Washington are discussing cheap funerals. The Bucyrus, 0.. aluminum plant will bo moved to Muncie. A large flour mill will be built four miles west of Muncie. Some of the State papers have branched out into spring'poetry. Brazil also is after electric cars. A company will be organized. JacobTaui.man. Madison, has a clock which has been running since 1810. Crawfordsvillians point with pride to the 827,718.67 it the City Treasury. Mrs. Mary Kessler, Martinsville, has gone insane from an attack of'the grippe. * Mrs. Mary Komfort, aged 96. one of the best-known women in Miami County, died at Peru.

A young woman loft a baby with Mrs. Web. McKinney, In Evansville, for a while and never returned Thomas Grant had his toes crushed off at the malleable Iron works in Marion. A molting pot fell on ’em. Samuel Grable aged 91, an Indiana pioneer, died at LogansporJ,, Utt cast h<s first vote for James Monroe. Oliver Parker and wife, near Fort Wayne, have been arrested for cruelly beating their 18-year-old daughter. Lek South, a 17-year-old boy, was almost disemboweled by a flying Iron spar at the Structural Iron Woiks in ’New Albany. A number of deaths have bemi caused at Scottsburg by cerebro-spinal nioiiingltls, which seems to be epidemic In that vicinity. Mrs. W. W. Rundell. aged 60, is attending normal school at English, with a view of fitting herself for the position of teacher. Off May 15 the now United Brethren Church at Ramsey, -Harrison County,, will bo dedicated by Bishop Nougent of Annapolis, Md. Miss Mary Marsh of Washington Township, Grant County, hgssued Henry Wysong, of that Township, for 810,000 damages for slander. William Knight’s horses, hitched Jo a harrow, ran away near Marlon. They were not injured, but it might have been a harrowing accident. A gang of thieves has taken Bedford. Several residences have been robbed. A gold watch and 8218 was taken from Mrs. George Thornton’s residence. Farmers near Seymour are getting ready to raise nutmeg melons In great quantities lor foreign markets.- The boys fore also getting ready to steal ’em. In (loshen William Hass has sued William Twomey f0r85,000 damages. Ho fays ho was injured that much by a scaffold falling while helping Twomey place a sign. Joseph Mix of Anderson, although 78 years old, and a widower but six weeks, married Jane Leach, aged 50,■ because he had been warned in a dream to maiiy her at once.

It Is reported from Harrison Township, Knox County, that Emory Smith, a farmer, cut down a tree and found natural gas spouting trom the stump. This story is not now. Lawrence E. Nagel, Fort Wayne, hit a railroad torpedo with an ax. He didn’t know it was loaded. Ha wont up in the air twenty feet, lost two lingenfl and is now In the hands of a doctor. A petition Is being circulated In Jeffersonville for the pardon of Joseph Stulz. He was sent to the Peri, four years ago for perjury. He swore that Miss Carrie Ashley, whom he married, was of age, while she was only 15. The largo peach-growers of Mp,rblo Hill. Jefferson County, sav that the cold snap did not hurt the peaches In the peach belt. In Jackson and other southern counties tho riiercury fell to 28 degrees, and heavy fee formed. Early vegetables and tender varieties of fruits were killed. Apples are probably safe. The Marlon City Council has decided to substitute a police board and police force’for tho Marshal and deputy marshals now employed. Marshal Morohead, who was elected as a Democrat, is to be retained, though the Council is solidly Republican, as an act of good faith toward, the people wl\o elected him. Fixed salaries will be adopted and no fees allowed. The merchants of Seymour have organized a branch of the Merchant’s Mercantile Agencv of Chicago, and elected the following officers: President, John J. Cobb; Vice President, L. D. Carpenter; Executive Board, F. 8. Collins, W. E. Hoadley, Mike Fox, J. R. Williams, Simon Strauss, C. L. Thomas and Philip Fettig. Tho object is mutual protection by reporting persons that will not pay their bills.

The Wabash Railroad Company, In its work on the Chicago extension, has struck a bad snag at Westville, Laporte County. The company has unloaded 3,000 car-loads of dirt there In a fruitless effoYtto fill up a sink-hole. It is the same hole in which the, Canadian* Southern builders sunk 875,000. There is apparently no bottom to It The dirt that is put in during the day disappears at night The hole puzzled the Canada Southern builders, and they quit it alter putting 50,000 yards of dirt, besides all the rubbish and brush they could find. The distance across It is about forty' rods.

The Salem City Council has passed an ordinance prohibiting boys and girls from being on tho streets, except when attended by parents or guardians, after the town clock strikes eight each evening. The fine ranges from one dollar to five dollars for each offense. In the case of Myrtle Whitman against Francis Whiteman for betrayal at Rensselaer, the jury brought In a vferdict for the plaintiff for 85,600, after being oat forty minutes. The defendant is married and a prominent farmer of Newton County, and the plaintiff is his cousin, who lived with his family in 1888, when 14 years of age. Hiram Ruskin, Harry ana Thomas Rice, three boys near Waveland, were caught in the water by a dam breaking, and carried five miles down the stream. All were good swimmers and escaped drowning by catching hold of trees. At the home of Sarah Peters, in Brown Coun‘ v . her niece, Jane Wilson, was visiting, when the two, who had once been enemies, began handling a revolver. While in the hands of Sarah. Peters the weapon was discharged. The ball hit the Wilson woman in the face, and passed downward, lodging near the juglar vein. She Is In a precarious condition and may die. Tbs Peters woman claimed that the shooting was accidental.

A New Opera House will bo built in Nobles.villp, . . . Bloomington has a new daily paper called the Herald. Samuel Grari.e, oldest resident ot. Logansport, is dead. The Pennsylvania Railroad Company, will te§t the new tax law.’ Several orchards destroyed in Tipton Coue’y by the high winds. A town named Mace, Montgomery County, has no policemen. , Little town of Hatfield entirely de-stroyed-by fire, Loss 820,000. Piercy Jewell, Evansville, was thrown from a horse and nearly killed. Gab City, the new town in Grant County, Is to have a hotel Q three Jstories high. Work again has begun or the Chicago pipe line. Gas will be taken from Howard County. Frank Young, Muncie, was knocked insensible by a bolt of lightning. Recovered. Ernest Duncan was accidentally shot by his brother in the Daily Times office at Brazil. Silas Martin, near Lafayette, went into his barn and got to the end of bis rope. Funeral. The Common Sense Engine Company of Springfield, 0.. capital stock 8100,000, lias located in Muncie. William Allen, a farmer aged 75, living six miles northwest of Napance, was found dead in bod. George Everroadb of Hope, quarreled with his wife and then shot himself twice. Ho may recover. L. D. Moore, Town Marshal of Mitchell, exchanged shots with a couple ot burglars without drawing blood. William Scott of Hector, had his. arm blown off with a charge from his gun while out duck-hunting near Portland. Joseph Bohn, engineer of the towboat Diamond, was caught In the machinery at Evansville, and had his back broken. J. W. Kimberi.ing, who had done a big business in Goshen selling pianos ar\d organs, has departed, leaving his family in bad circumstances. William Sabskn, charged with attempting to assault Agnes Hutchins, was fined S3OO and given six months in jail bv a Randolph County lury. Lightning struck the residence of Hiram Trueblood; at Paoli, and everything wits consumed. The family narrowly escaped. Loss, 81,500; no Insurance. ■ . Residentsdlongi Goose Creek, Morgan County, have discovered a’ cav6 -‘stored ’ with tools and bed clothing. It Is believed to have been the resort of horsethieves, Otto Reimer, just released from the’ Jeffersonville Penitentiary, speaks seven languages. He will leave for Germany, ns he says he Is related to Dr. Koch, of' lymph fame. Rolland Hobbs, nt Albany, Delaware County, tired at a knot-hole In a public building, and Instantly killed J. W. Shotley. The Coroner foun(| the ball in Shotley’s heart. The residence of William Kessler, seven miles east of S».y>nour, was struck by lightning and destroyed, with all its’ contents. The family was absent. Loss, sßoofunln?ured.

The Southern Indiana Fish Protective Association lias employed a detective to seek testimony to convict persons of seining and dynamiting Silver Creek, near New Albany. Jerk WoODRt’FF of Shelbyville, who recently finished doing a term for assablt ■ and battery with intent to murder, was the other day returned to the Southern Indiana prison to serve a three years*, term on a similar charge. It has transpired that Adam Neidigof Washington, the miner who murdered, his wife-through jealousv'and then committed suicide, was the victim of a cruel hoax by brother miners, who, as a joke, told him that a certain miner was often seen about Neidtg’s house In the latter's absence. John Taui.man, a young farmer of Smyrna Township, In Jefferson County, went to Madison to pay is taxes. On his return homo he found his little child had been loft at a neighbor's and his wife had eloped with A. A. Tlbbots, a tramp carpenter who had been given a home by Taulman for some time. At Greensburg, Morton Brown, a lad about twelve years old, stabbed Charley Nesbit with a pen-knife. The boys had several quarrels previous to the stabbing. Nesbit was out for a ride and Brown caught the bridle and refused to lot go. Nesbit dismounted, whereuponBrown rushed at Nesbit and used bis knife, the blade penetrating the side above the foprth rib. Brown is now in, the County Jail awaiting the result of the Injury. The wound is considered dangerous. The beautiful gold badge from the P. O. 8. of A. camps at Leadville, Col., to, te presented to Miss Emma. Connor, the school teacher who has gained unsought notoriety in keeping a flag on the schoolhouse in district No. 9. Clark Township, Montgomery County, against the desire of three men, was presented to her recently, by a committee from Camp ft The badge is valued at 8150, and is a delicate and beautiful piece- of workmanship. made of Colorado gold and set with a diamond. ♦ Attorney General Miller has decided that the decision of the Treasury Department withholding 816,000 of the' direct-tax- fund for Indiana as an offset for overpayments In accounts heretofore* audited for the State was legitnnate and proper. Indiana therefore will not receive any more of the direct tax refund than the difference between the amount owing the department (846,000) and the $50,000 withheld, pending a settlement/ of overpayments, at the request of Gov. Hqvey. The Secretary of the Treasury, referred to the Attorney General the question whether the amount retained Was a legitimate offset, and the Attorney General has sustained the Secretary. Gen. M. D. Manson of Crawfordsville received a greoH-gopds circular recently, and he was very much put out about it. He Is 81 years old, and this is the first' tempting offer of this nature he has ever' received. ' J. A. Wilson last November lost a legwhile switching In the L., N. A & C. yards at Monon. He brought suit for ' 810,000 and the case went to Delphi on aohange of venue. It was compromised the other day, the road paying Wilson* 81.500, giving him a cork leg, paying his: attorneys’ fees and- binding itself to give him employment at the- water-tank lat Monon. t , Richmond people are picking about » fish peddler waking them all up by blow-, fng his tin horn. City . authorities will stop it. <. . " A perfectly petrified ham of a large, hog was recently found in a field on the poor-farm in Washington County, and is now there in possession of George W. Roseberry. The specimen is almost perfect, even shc-.vingthe saw marks on the rock’. The line of division between tfie flesh and skin is also very plain. The flesh side is beautifully ornamented with shell-fish and other water animals. It isa fine piece of nature’s handiwork, and has attracted a great deal. of comment and speculation from persons Interested in such things.