Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 September 1892 — Page 3

AWOMANS INFLUENCE

BY LULU JAMISON

CHAPTER X —Continued. Once in her room, Margaret did not go ■to bed, but changing her dress to a light wrapper she ran to Miss Hilton’s •apartment. “Are you asleep?” she called, softly. Being answered in the negative, she opened the door and entered. “Dear Miss Hilton,” she cried, going to the side of the bed and plaoing her hand with caressing gentlennss on the hot, throbbing brow. “Are you better? You should have let me stay with you." “No, dear, I’m glad I didn’t. I really feel much better. Your bathing had a magical off' ct. I have been asleep ever so long, and I feel wakeful now. Did .you have a pleasant evening?” “Yes, so pleasant. The Colonel was really quite charming. I forget to feel unhappy oven a moment. ” “I hope you will always know such forgetfuiness, Margaret. You have so much to make you happy, so many who Jove you dearly. My brave little woman must not give way to this despondency. Sit here for a while, if you are not too "tired, and we will talk. Was Alice quite "well?”

“Yes, perfectly. And so happy, Miss Milton. ” The note of pain in the low-spoken words tilled Miss Hilton with vague sadness, but she answered very quietly: “Naturally she would be happy. I should be sorry to see her otherwise. Margaret, child, are you doing quite right?” There was a moment’s silenoe after this abrupt' question. Margaret buriod her faoe in her hands, while a hundred •doubts and questions rushed through her mind. Then, looking up with a new determination upon her face, she said with decision: “Yes, Miss Hilton. I have gone over that old catechism With myself so many, many times. The trouble lies with my views of life. I guess I started out with ideas of ideal love. I have found reality, and it is disappointing. I have .such a capacity for happiness, or paip, that I almost frighten myself. All these forces are acting withiq'me now. ” Miss Hilton eighed: ,f "I am sorry to hear you talk so,” she said. “I want to leave you happy and contented. ” “Leave me?” repeated Margaret, looking up in pained surpx-ise. “You cannot mean that.” “Yes, dearest, I do. I thought you might understand it. I’ve been thinking of it lying here, and I intended telling you to-morrow; but it’s just as well to-mght. ” Margaret allowed her hand to rest on Miss Hilton’s brow with a new gentleness in its touch.

“Only duty takes me from you,” continued the old lady, with much feeling. “In leaving you, I feel that I am parting from a daughter; but my sister is in great trouble over the recent death of her husband, and in her affliction my place is by her side. lam sure you understand this, Margaret. Dear child, my heart will always be with you, and you will not need me when you are married ” “I think I shall always need you, Miss Hilton,” returned Margaret, with an effort to speak bravely; “but, of course, I would not be the one to keep you while duty calls you. Ah, how I hate duty! It is so hard—so cruelly hard. ” With these passionate words, Margaret buried her face in the pillow, and Miss Hilton, drawing the brown head close beside her, stiokod it with an infinitely tender caress. “Has duty been so hard for you?” she asked, gently. “I have no right to complain,” was the self-repreachful answer; “no right at all. I am low-spirited and nervous to-night, and the thought of your leaving me makes me feel that I am really and truly giving up my old life, and it is so hard!”

“I am sorry you feol such regret, Margaret. I wish I might lay it solely to your low spirits, but I fear there Is a ‘deeper reason than that. I wish I oould make you see your new life in its true light, and teach you that, with all its aided duties and responsibilities, it .holds the sweet hopes and tender possibilities which complete and crown a woman’s life. You understand me, •dearest?" “Yes; I am so anxious to learn, Miss Hilton, while you are here to help me. I wish I did not grow so attached to old friends and old customs. I wish I could love half way, but I can’t. I love with all my soul, and I hate in proportion. I should like to change my nature, if that were possible. I want to do better; I want to help myself and help Brian, and I am so weak, Miss Hilton. ” She paused, with a half sigh. “Your desire will make you strong,” was the quiet reply. “I don’t think you have a weak will, Margaret. ” Margaret caught the suspicion of a smile on the old lady’s face. “No,” she answered, half-smiling in her turn, “but it is a very unreasonable will, Miss Hilton. Always wanting to ■do what it shouldn’t. I find it very troublesome. You see, I have depended on you so long, I have found so much comfort in your sympathy and advice, that I shall miss you more than I can realize. But lam paining you. I will not say any more. I would not have you think that I am placing my selfish desire before your manifest duty. I might be tempted to do so in my present state of mind, so I had better go to bed. Are you sure there is nothing I can do lor you? It will be a real pleasure. ” Miss Hilton drew the anxious face down to her, and kissed it with a lingering, tender affection. “Try to be happy,” she said, “that will please me above all things; and don’t expect too much of Brian at first. Remember his defective training and education. Kemember, also, that whatever his faults he loves you, and through that love you can exert your influence over him. Now, good night, dear child, I hope you will sleep well.” Notwithstanding this earnestly expresssed hope, Margaret lay awake for many hours, thinking of Miss Hilton’s words, and making many resolutions for the future. CHAPTER XU. WEDDING BELLS, From the beginning it had been agreed that Margaret and Alice should be married upon the same day, and the double wedding, both from the circumstances connected with it and the social prominence of the principals, created no little sensation in the society of S . The interest communicated itself to all classes, and the fortunate few who were present on the occasion were secretly envied by the less privileged outsiders.

The latter contented themselves with speculations and prophecies;and the wedding journey was accomplished and the two young matrons had settled down to their new duties, before they ceased to air their opinions. Margaret had laid aside her mourning, and for tho first time since her uncle’s death Elmwood was the scene of festivities. But otherwise her life was much the same as it had been for the last twelve months. Her attitude toward Brian was unchanged. She was kind and considerate, but no warmer feeling marked their intercourse. Any demonstration of affection on his part called forth anger on hers. She might scold herself in the secrecy of her own heart; she might atone for it by a hundred extra attentions, but the feeling was there, waiting but the occasion to show itself. And Brian saw it. As time went on he learned to repress his natural desire and approaoh Margaret with only friendly warmth. It was all wrong, Margaret was forced to admit, in her moments of self reproach. Yet who was to blame, Brian or she? Marriag ) had wrought a greater change in her life than even she had anticipated. With Miss Hilton’s departure went the helpful companionship and cheerful influence which meant so much to her. Even Brian seemed to miss their common friend. He certainly missed something; though what was not very clear to his own mind. He felt it in a growing dissatisfaction. The restlessness which constituted such a large portion of his make-up began to assert itself with unresisting force. He found his days monotonous, and the ennui, which he laid to the dullness of country life, Margaret ascribed to lack of definite purpose and settled employment. “It is nothing in the world but laziness,” she asserted for her own conviction. “He knows it, too; so I sha’n’t tell him. I’m tired of everlasting preaching, and I dare say he’ll soon grow to think I married him for nothing in the world but to play the shrew. I hate it. Nevertheless, he sha’n’t keep on this way. That I’m determined on.” In spite of this resolution, Brian did not display any fresh industry, unless it I was in going to the city, where he was fond of spending his time. At first he returned home every evening, like many of his neighbors who wore regular commuters, and went to business every day; but in time he failed to recognize even this duty, and his visits to New York lengthened themselves into days, and occasionally a whole week passed without Margaret seeing him. He always had an excuse—the theater, his club, the importunities of a friend.

Margaret received all in silenoe. “Whether I go or stay matters little to her,’’decided Brian. But he was mistaken. His indifference pained his young wife more than she would have admitted perhaps. She had really started out with the determined purpose to make up in earnest endeavor what she lacked in warmth of feeling, and her sense of failure was very keen. She could not bring herself to reproach him because she doubted her right to do so. But the right to feel was certainly hers. She was learning some bitter lessons during these early days of her married life; and not least among them was the contrast which Alice’s life offered to hers. She would return from her visits to The Cedars, from the atmosphere of perfect happiness which seemed to reign there, to feel her heart overcome by a rush of feeling and tilled with a vague and indefinable homesickness. Unusually heavy-hearted she came one evening from a day spent with Alice and the Colonel. It was growing late, and the Colonel had wanted to come with her as far as Elmwood, but this Margaret had opposed, declaring that she would not be either lonely or afraid. Yet, after she had started, she did feel lonely, and she began to wish for a companion in her long, cold walk. The winter twilight was beginning to fall, and through the indescribable melancholy of the darkening scene, the trees waved their bare branches like spectral arms. The wind soughed dismally among the dead leaves, and even the faint red in the sky had a chill effect against the low line of gray hills. It was all unutterably dreary, and Margaret gave a sigh of relief when she reached her cheerful sitting-room, with its glowing fire and comfortable, luxurious furnishing. She was somewhat surprised to see Brian standing before the mantel. He had been in New York for several days and she did not know of his return. “lam glad you have come at last,” he said, looking up at her entrance. "I got here about four o’clock to find you gone and the place as lonely as the deuce. Did you enjoy your ride?” “I didn’t ride,” returned Margaret, extending her hands over the rosy coals, “I’ve been walking.” “Walking! At this time! Not alone, Margaret?” “Why, certainly. Who would I have with me. The Colonel did insist on coming, but I wouldn't allow it, of course. I was not afraid. Only the least bit lonely, and —I believe I am tired.”

Brian did not notice the almost imperceptible break in her voice, but he did notice her pale face and wearied air. Without a word he drew a chair to the fire, and seated her In it. Then bending over her, he said with much anxiety: “I wish you wouldn’t try your strength so far, Margaret. The walk was too long for you.” “I don’t think so, Brian. I am not blaming the walk at all. I’m afraid I’m growing lazy, and if I was really sure of it I’d go out this minute and walk until I dropped. I hate laziness so. ” “I’d have some say in that, ” responded Brian, ignoring her closing words. “Walking for the purpose of dropping, would be a very sensible performance, wouldn’t it? I wish you wouldn’t waik without me after this. ’’ Margaret elevated her eyebrows rather expressively. “What an unselfish man,” she returned. “How many walks do you think I could take under those circumstances. For the last month, you’ve been home only at night, and not every night by any means. I have a prejudice in fat or of sleeping at night. I think I shall still continue to take my walks alone Your mind is above such simple delights. ” With these words, Margaret bent her head and watched the pink lines between her fingers. Brian walked to the otuer side of the room, and played a tattoo on the window. “It is so dull here,” he remarked, after a moment of this performance; “and as you don’t care whether I stay or not, I don’t see the use of spoiling my pleasure.” “Don’t spoil your pleasure for worlds. If taking some interest in your home is likely to do so, you need only forget you have a home.” “My home!” he repeated, with a bitterness raised by her half-concealed sarcasm. “When I consider my position here, do you think I can call this a home?*" A change passed over her race, and

for a moment she could not answer, though when she did it was in a tono whose lightness belied any deeper feeling. “I always gave you credit for a fair share of sense, Brian, but now I find you sadly wanting. If you think lam going to humor your bad temper you are mistaken. ” Brian was not mollified at these words. “It is no use in turning it off that way, Margaret,” he said. “Your actions tell me plainly that you married me because you felt under obligation to do so. You blame the one who marries for money, but I think marrying for pride is just as bad.” “How dare you!” broke in Margaret, when anger penmitted her to speax. “I wonder you have the effrontery to say such things to me, and I wonder how I can sit here and let you say them. Now, don’t excuse yourself. You are forever insulting me and then begging my pardon. I’m tired of it. Sometimes I wish you would stay in the city. That is—l don't wish anything of the kind. I’m a goose. Please go and fix yourself for dinner. I will soon be ready, and I hope you don’t intend to go to the table that way. ” Brian acted upon this hint to make himself more presentable, and during dinner ho tried to make his peace wit 4 Margaret. In this he was successful, as usual, for her ill-tempor was shortlived. At the same time, he noticed that she was paler and thinner than she had been a few weeks before. What was the cause, and why had he not noticed the change? “Don’t you ever grow tired of Elmwood?” he asked her, with a rather sharp glance. “Never!” was the decided answer. “I love Elmwjod too well. I believe it would break my heart to leave it.” “It is strange,” he added with a sigh; “a differ nee in disposition, I suppose. The life which brings you happiness is all emptiness and disappointment to me. The shadow of a seeming reality.” “I think you make it only a shadow, Brian. It could be better, I know. You have the talents and advantages to make a great man. ” “In theory, Margaret, but not in practice. My laziness, if you will, is too thoroughly ingrained for that. You don’t like lazy people, do you?” “Indeed I don’t. I wish you’d find some other role just for novelty.” “Thanks; I’m airaid my nature is too conservative; though I don’t know but what I may try my skill in medicine for your benefit. I don’t like your pale cheoks and heavy oyes.” “That isn’t complimentary,” laughed Margaret, avoiding his glance. “I assure you these signs of decline may be attributed to nothing more alarming than a consumption of midnight o'l over tho latest of Ouida’s novels. You see I am learning bad habits in my old age.” Brian was not satisfied with this explanation, but he did not pursue the subject further then. |TO BE CONTINUED.!

Bull Beats Lion

“The lion has been called the king of beasts, but I will back a bull of good fighting stock against anything that wears hair,” s»id C. W. Courtright. “I was traveling in Mexico a few years ago and at Monterey a little one-ring circus with menagerie attachment was exhibiting. In the outfit was a large and ferocious-look-ing lion, which was proclaimed as the terror of the animal creation. A Mexican cattleman wqs ,an interested spectator, and while the tent was full he mounted a seat and offered to bet the proprietor of the show SI,OOO that he had a bull that could whip the lion in ten minutes. The wager was accepted and the next day set for the battle in the local bull pen. The lion was turned loose in the inclosure and a young lamb thrown to him. He killed and ate it, and the taste of blood seemed to make him frantic. Then a black, wiry, Spanish bull was turned in. Without a moment’s hesitation the lion sprang at him, but taurus caught him on his needle-like horns and threw him thirty feet. The lion did not appear anxious to renew hostilities, but the bull was in for a fight to a finish. He rushed at his enemy and gave him another savage toss. The lion retired to the farthest corner of the inclosure and tried to scramble out, but was clubbed back. The bull made another rush, and this time he drove a horn into his antagonist and nearly disemboweled him. Every bit of fight in the lion was gone. The bull stood in the center of the inclosure, pawing and bellowing, and the terror of the animal kingdom was dragged out and an attempt made to save his life. The bull was boss from the moment he entered the arena.” —St. Louis GlobeDemocrat.

The art of advertising is carried pretty far in these days, but after all therms nothing new under the sun, and very likely if the hieroglyphics of the Egyptian sculptures were properly understood they would be found to be merely advertisements of patent nostrums, cosmetics and jimcracks generally. At least as far back as the publication of newspapers has extended the art has been always much the same. An instance is to be found in the advertisement of a hundred and seventy-five years ago, in which were set forth the virtues of a quack medicine, which cured all sorts of diseases “by promoting the cheerful Curricle of the Blood and Juices, raising all the Fluids from their languid State to one more florid and sparkling, restoring a Juvenile Bloom, increasing the animal Spirits, and evidently replenishing the crispy fibers of the whole Habit with a generous Warmth and balmy Moisture, and thereby invigorating to such a degree as not to be imagined. It is an admirable Pcmedy in all Weakness of the Body or Decay of Constitution of any Kind, and even seems to keep Back the Effects of Old Age itself. ” This is hardly to be outdone in these days of abundant advertising, when the profession of writing advertisements is recognized, as a legitimate business, on a plane somewhat lower, it is true, theoretically, than the writing of epics, but equally legitimate and far more profitable.

TnE price of anthracite coal is to be raised again. . The gentlemen associated in the Reading combine assert this is purely in order to get the business on a stable basis, but it looks much as though they would furnish their stable with a dog ip the manger. “The first and most repulsive characteristic of Chicago is its business center of sky-scrapers,” says the iS'ew York Sun. “The elephant is too big to be beautiful,” brays the wild ass. A contributok, who signs himself “Office Stool,” is probably accustomed to being sat upon.

REAL RURAL READING

WILL BE FOUND IN THIS DEPARTMENT. fcxMutrs Use of Salt Injurious to Vegetation—How to Select Seed—Mew Scheme of Haymaking—Motes on Various Farm Topics. Common Salt as a Fertilizer. While salt, or chloride, one of its principal elements, if used in excess is injurious to vegetation, it appears that there are soils in which a moderate quantity is beneficial. Chloride and sodium, the elements of salt, are both found in small quantities in the composition of plants. Some years ago, the Connecticut Agricultural Experiment Station, found that as excess upon the tobacco crop was an injury to the burn and quality of the leaf. But nearly all writers on agricultural chemicals recommend its use in moderate quantities. Stockhardt says: “Small quantities of common salt are found in almost every spring of water, in every soil, in every plant. We find it everywhere, because it is indispensable to the life of animals and plants.” Liebig found that a moderate use of salt, with ammonia salts, increased every crop. Johnson, a high English authority in his day, states that plants require salt, and if it is present in the soil the plants get it: if added under such conditions, an injury might result, but if there is a deficiency, an application would increase the crop. All American authorities agree upon the point that in small quantities it may be applied to soils and be of benefit whereas If applied too excessively, it will be injurious or absolutely destructive. It is believed that an excess of salt in a soil where potatoes are grown, reduces the amount of starch and, as a consequence, injures the quality of the potato. Salt should therefore be used with some considerable caution. —Germantown Telegraph. House lor Poultry. A correspondent of Farm and Home submits a sketch of a poultry house, which he has erected more especially for his laying hens. It has accommodations for sixty hens, or about what any farmer’s wife will care for for the house and what extra dozens she

THE LAYING HOUSE.

may nave to sell. It is convenient and simple of construction. Each pen is 26x16 feet, ample fora flock of twenty laying hens or pullets, The nest boxes are placed along the floor and roosting perches provided with each compartment. Each pen is connected with the other by means of a door opening from one pen to another. The floor is of wood, this being preferable in a laying-house to earth. If anything is wanted upon

GROUND PLAN.

the floor, clean, sharp gravel is the best article to use, as it can be easily renewed and it provides grit for them to use in grinding their food. The building should be about twelve or fifteen feet high, with ventilating windows in the upper cupola. Selecting Seed. In the selection of seed for planting it is best to keep in mind the thought that “like produces like,’’ and so choose that which is large and perfect in form. Experiments made in England show that such large grains of wheat as were obtained by sifting sprouted sooner, grew more rapidly, made more straw, and on an average ten bushels per acre, than did the small seed sifted out from the same lot. The wheat was also much heavier per bushel and made better flour. This fact is of much consequence to wheat growers and applies with equal force to all kinds of grain. Farmers must see that if, by the small amount of labor of sifting seed wheat, they can secure an increase of ten bushels of grain per acre, besides a corresponding increase of straw, it is for their interest to govern themselves accordingly. We must take advantage of every circumstance and condition that will aid in the increase in quantity or value of crops. In very many cases it is just those apparently trifling matters that determine the question of success or failure upon the farm. Even trifling matters must receive their proper recognition. —Exchange.

Wagon rack. "Very simple for greasing wagons or lifting loads. Two uprights (a. a.) mortised in a Bxl2 (b.) block, 2 inches

apart; up-, rights Hx3 inches by 3 feet with holes for boltinglever, (c.) Lever is 4 feet long

with notches in top. (d.) Wire or rod for holding lever in position. All hard wood. Bolt uprights at top and bottom. Saves a great deal of hard lifting and is easily made. The Currullo an J Here;. If the plum trees are jarred daily, with a few hens confined in the plum orchard, they will quLkly clear out the depredators. It is best to plant plum trees in the poultry yard, so as to have the hens limited in space and close to the trees. It is a good plan, when feeding in the orchard, to scatter a spoonful of wheat around each tree, so as to induce the hens to Bcratch around them, which will soon become a habit. In so doing, they secure insects and destroy them. Stock and Barbed Fence. “We read a good deal of live stock being killed by lightning,” says Hoard's Dairyman, "which was con-

veyed by wire fences. This is especially true of cows anti sheep which are quite apt to lie down close alongside the fence. If farmers will connect each fencewire with a crosswire which runs down in the ground two feet, once ip four or six rods, they will avert considerable of the danger and risk of injury totho stock.” New Scheme of Haymaking. Now it is a wonder somebody hadn’t thought of this before. Of what? Why, of Harvesting hay just as grain is harvested. Judge Davis has tried it on his farm near Mineral Point. The reaper and binder introduced into a field of timothy grass worked splendidly. The sheaves of grass cured rapidly in shock, the hay was free from the sand and dirt that are usually collected from raking the ground, retained much more of its sweetness, tenderness, and aroma than if treated by the old scattering and bleaching process, and Judge Davis says the hay is not only worth $2 per ton more than if harvested in the usual way, but that both expense and labor were saved. Now, why didn’t somebody think of all this years ago?—Columbus Journal. Th© SimniMh Windlass. This is the best appliance for binding loose hay on the wagon I have ever seen. Tie a stout rope to ono end of the rack and pass it over the

load and tie loose to the other end of the rack. Now stick a stout stick, five feet long, down to near the bottom in center of the load. Take another stick four feet long, insert in rope and wind it around the live-foot stick as shown in the cut—T. C. Naylor, in Practical Farmer. r " 11 ■ - Turkeys. The frequent remark that the turkey hen will have better success in raising her young if she is allowed to carry them to the Helds and manage them in her own way, is truo so far as the young turkeys are concerned after they have reached the age of ten or twelve weeks, but the turkey hen is just as unfortunate with very young turkeys as are the persons who take charge of the hens and broods. The fact is that young turkeys are very susceptible to dampness, and as they feather very rapidly they require plenty of nitrogenous and mineral food, which must bo supplied. It happens that the turkey hen sometimes secures a greater variety of suitable food when she is running at large than when confined, which accounts for her success sometimes. The greatest loss of young turkeys is due to the large grey lice, which work on the heads and throats, but which cannot be seen except by a close examination.—Mirror.

Poultry Pluklnic*. How are the lice flourishing. The best breed for the farmer depends upon his market. Corwebs in the poultry houses are the draperies of a lazy man. No practical man can neglect cleanliness, be he ever so busy. Generally, the hardiness of a breed is determined by thecaregivcn. Don’t overtax the hen by making her hatch two clutches in succession. Hens like milk, either sweet or sour, and it contains material for egg production. Kerosene oil rightly applied to the henery will send the mites to their long home. Over fatness is one of the reasons that are given for hens laying softshelled eggs. A diet wholly of fat producing foods is the worst a growing bird or animal can have, If si-zo and hardiness is desired in the flock, breed from only the best and most thrifty. A good layer and breeder may be kept with profit for four years. But the ordinary are best sold early. Buying birds from the show room for poultry farming is like selecting a wife with your eyes shut. The chances are against success. For Breathy Cattle. A simple arrangement to prevent cattle from throwing rails or molesting fences, trees, etc., is illustrated in a recent number of the Farm and Home. Drill a hole in the end of each horn and fasten a strong wire to

them and not too taut. A leading rfng; such as is held together with a spring, can he used in the nose and a wire connected between this and the other wire. Do not

draw it so tight as to cause any inconvenience in feeding, but have it tight enough to hold the ring up. When the animal goes to toss a rail he changes his mind, as the ring pushes or pulls on his nose. He will also stop fighting and other disagreeable tactics. Sheep Shearing. Sheep are good feeders; there is no class of animals that feed on so many kinds of herbage. While it costs as much to feed a poor sheep as it does a good one it certainly does not pay as welh Let the rams run with the cattle rather than with the sheep during the spring and during the summer. Some years sheep will pav better than others and it is difficult to sell outand buy in just at the right time. A rocky hillside makes a healthier pasture than low lands and Is comparatively level and always moist. Keeping sheep on short pasture will prove .as unprofitable as with any other class of stock kept on the farm. On 720 acres of land a Dakota sheep breeder has raised 1,000 sheep and cut the hay and grazed through the season. It is often the case that one or two dogs will wipe out in one night all of the profits of a flock of sheep far the season.

WONDERFUL FEAT.

Jacob Myers Stands Upon One Foot on a Tree 178 Feet High. Jacob Myers, of near Fortuna, Cal., was photographed recently while he itood upon one foot on the top of a limbless tree, 178 feet high and 14 inches in diameter at the top. Mr, Myers, it is claimed, performed the

TREE TRIMMED BY JAKE MYERS, FORTUNA, CAL.

wonderful feat of dancing a jig on the top of the tree. “Few people,” says Mr. Myers, “like to go up so high, but I have never yet seen a placo too high for ine. It is no trick at all for me in these great red woods to climb a tree, cut off the top, and stand on it. I have stood on tho extreme top of an electric tower in Tipton, lowa. The tower was 159 feet high, and I stood on a one-inch rod with one foot. Of this you can get proof from Tipton. I was a stranger there, but you can And that I did so by asking the pcoplo of Tipton.”

Marla's BreaCh of Etiquette.

“Lightning plays some quqor pranks,” said William Cathcart, to tho writer. “I was traveling through Coles County, 111., some years ago, and sought refuge from a thunder storm in a farm house. Tho farmer undertook to build a fire in the kitchen stove to dry my damp garments. Ho was down on his knees blowing the coals vigorously, when there was a terrific clap of thunder, and a bolt of blue fire shot out of the stove into his face. He fell back as limp as a wet newspaper. Tho lightning tore all his clothing off with tho exception of one boot and trousers lqg. There was a streak down through his beard, across his breast and down his log as though made by a red-hot poker. I supposed ho was as dead as a door nail. His wife picked up a large crock of milk that stood on the table and dashed it over him, and in less than three minutes he sat up, surveyed himself and mournfully remarkod: “Maria, you oughten to treat me that erway aforo strangers.” —St. Louis Globe-Democrat.

Enormous Wealth of the Country.

When Mr. Porter of tho eleventh census gets around to it he may be able to show that the capital invested in commercial ' enterprises in this country is not far from $60,000,000,000. In 1880 it was something over $40,000,000,000. It has been estimated that Mr. Porter’s figures would show tho present amount to be $60,000,000,000, but some estimates indicate that it will be $10,000,000,000 above these figures. England can show pothing like it. This is an enormous increase in ten years and shows the earning power of the money which is invested in business enterprises in the United States.— ClevGl&fld Plaindealcr.

No More Blanket, No More Hallelujah.

Mashoupa, in Kattirland, was once the residence of a missionary, but the church is now abandoned and falling into ruins, because when asked to repair the edifice at their own expense the men of Mashoupa waxed wroth and replied irreverently that God riilght repair his own house; and one old man who received a blanket for his reward for attending divine service is reported to have remarked, when the dole was stopped: “No more blanket, no more hallelujah.” I fehrme the men of Mashoupa are wedded to heathendom.—Fortnightly Review.

Slot Telephone Machine.

Two California inventors have devised a toll-collecting apparatus for telephones. It consists of the usual coin-in-the-slot device, with the addition of a clockwork apparatus that automatically cuts out the telephone when the time for talk has expired. The popular demonstrations of esteem and affection which greet Prince Bismarck wherever he goes must be peculiarly acceptable to the retired statesman. Even when official etiquette forbids any court attention to the retired statesman, the students and the plafn people come forward to attest their admlration. The most soothing effect of all this lies in the fact that he was thrust forth from a share in the unified Germany which his statesmanship had created, at a time of life when the expression of gratitude is most acceptable to all men. His dignity and his pride were more severely shocked than was his ambition. His genius guided Germany through all the dangers of war and statecraft to her present greatness. The father and the grandfather of the stripling who removed Bismarck had recognized him as their master in the art of politics. That the imperial rebuke should come from the youthful prince must lessen the blow, for the contrast between the two men is one of Bismarck’s chiefest vindications should he need one. The loss of power was not so hard to bear as the thought that the Emperor was about to imperil the safety of Germany. Be the result what it may, the proofs of contemporary . regard and admiration give the Crown Prince a foretaste of the judgment which history will bestow, and in that should be a balm for the wounds nit the proudest spirit

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OF FRESH INDIANA NEWS, PERUSE THE FOLLOWINQ: Important Happening* of the WeekCrime* aud Casual tie* Suicides— Death*—Wedding*, Etc. Minor State Items. James L. Jackson of Orestes, Madison County, is a grandfather at 32 years of age. Frank lloran, an Itinerant tailor of Buffalo, N. Y., was killed by the cars at Angola. James Wilkins of Lagrange was bitten by a tarantula concealed In a bunch of bananas. Mrs. Robert Beveridge of Cardonia, fell from a chair and broke her arm in two places. A 3-year-old son of Jefferson McCauley, near Kokomo, was kicked to death by a cow. William E. Jenkins, who has been on trial at Richmond for killing John Dixon, was acquitted. The old sway back mulo car line at Ureencastle is boing converted into an electric line. Students will rejoice. Jamks Miller was instantly killed by a fall from a hotel on which he war working at Pike Lake, near Warsaw. Albert Ross, a railroad laborer at Now Ross, was killed by jumping from a train running at a high rate of speed. William Burns, Superintendent of tho water works at Napanco. was fatally injured by tho collapsing of tho standpipe. Richard Jackson, aged 21, was Instantly killed In a runaway south of Lebanon, lie loaves a wife and one child. John Ditnham, a young Madison county farmer, fell from a fence on to a scythe and cut a horrible gash in pne of his limbs.

The Garland Range Stovo Works of Whoollng, W. Va., will locate at Muncie. Nine buildings of brick will be required for the plant. John Mitchell, a wealthy farmer, living near Columbus, was assaulted by a highwayman and robbed of his gold watch and money. James Duncan, ono of the oldest pioneer residents of Howard County, died at the residence of his son, near Kokomo, aged 84. The Rev. William Wirt King of Huntington, W. Va., has accopted a call to tho pastorate of Trinity Methodist Episcopal Church at Lafayette. A team and loaded wagon belonging to Samuel Stroup of Shelbyvlllo, broke through a bridge over Deer Creek, south of Waldron, and the driver wa« soriouslv injured. 4t Groonsburg, Fred Wellingor was found dead in bod, by hts little daughter whp went to his room and called him for breakfast. He Is supposed to have died from heart trouble. Representatives of the tribes of Red Mon from different points In tho State met at Columbus and arranged to hold a general celebration of all the tribes in Indiana in that city, Oct. 21. John Anadel of Joffersonvllle, has suod tho P., C., C. & St. L. Railroad for $2,500 damages for an injury received from a blow with a shovel In the hands of another employe at CementvUle. A oano of burglars have boon working Kokomo tor the past week, the depredations being confined to private residences. Eight houses have,been broken into, and watches, jewelry and cash taken. Lake E. Thompson and William Cox of Muncie, are lu Jail at Greensburg charged with larceny. They had quantities of gold watches, and are said to havo robbed a jewelry storo In Delaware County. The ’squire who marrlod a couple at Eckorty Is a native ot Newport, Ky., tho groom a native of Newport, Ark., and tho bride a native of Newsport, Va. All wero born during the month of August, 1805. Bert Mclntirk, aged 21, died at Cr&wtordsvlllo, and Physicians agree that death resulted from excosslve cigarette smoking. Young Mclntlre bought them bv the case and smoked from fifty upward per day. Judge Gki.lett of tho Porter Cfrcuit Court, has granted an Injunction asked for by the B. & 0. railroad, restraining tho County Treasurers along tho lino from attempting to collect taxes under tho now tax law. A band of thirty-two tramps, seedy and foot-sore, claiming to be Tennessee miners on their wav to Chicago, stopped at English the other day for sleep and refreshments, which wore sorved by the sympathetic citizens. The Hlncss of Gen. F. W. Bennett of Richmond, still continues. He was unable to attend tho reunion of his regiment at Muncie. His friends have become anxious about him, as it is feared he cannot regain his strength. . , At Industry, a horse driven by Orvln Brady ran awar. Mr. and Mrs. Brady, their daughter Ethel and little Inez Banks fell under the carriage, which upset, and the whole party wore injured. The little girls are seriously hurt William Soules, tho old man who came from Kansas to Doolittle’s Mills, near Eckerty, to recover a stiver bullet which he shot at a witch over sixty years ago, and which lodged in a sycamore tree, recovered his prize after a week of hard labor. The Twelfth Indiana Volunteer Regiment, in reunion at Mooresville, passed a resolution by a rising vote denouncing the action of the monument commission for placing dates on the shaft at Indianapolis commemorating other wars than the war for the Union.

In looking over some old books it appeared that .Tames Miller a native of Rowan County, North Carolina, was the first prisoner to do time in the Southern Penitentiary at Jeffersonville, after the grand opening in 1823. He got eighteen months for counterfeiting. Muncie has anchored another important industry of Springfield, 0., which will locate near the Whltely reaperworks, in the new suburb Whitely. Mr. B. F. Hewells of Springfield, contracted for the removal of the Howell foundry and machine shops, and the concern will give employment to 150 hands. While ex-Councilman Ira Rinehart of Delphi, was returning with his family from Battle-ground, his horse took fright and ran away; throwing the occupants of the vehicle down a steep embankment. The aged mother of Mr. Rinehart had her shoulder broken and was otherwise dangerously injured. A Goshen girt laughed so hard the other day that her jaw flew.out of joint, and for forty-eight hours she had to talk through her teeth instead of her hat. William Robebtson, a prominent resident of. Crawfordsvilie, died from the effects of a stroke of paralysis. He was a native of Scotland, coming to this country in 1830. Reuben Lloyd, aged 11, had a close call at Muncie recently, while playing in an old ice shed with Elmer Shell, aged, 7. “Crip” Mullesnix and a companion, were shooting at a' mark, and Multertdkfired at the ice house. The ball trated the board and tore the end of ifcgi Lloyd boy’s nose off. Mulleraix vri| Disced in jail.