Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 17, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 May 1893 — Page 3

In Sheep's Clothing.

BY Capt. Ormond Steele

CHAPTER XTll—Continued. “I wish Old Graham was dead. But perhaps it is as well that he is here; I can report to him at once, or bleed him again. Confound him, lam not in his power, but he is in mine. Why should I care for him, or be alarmed if he were here this moment! I am master, and master I shall remain while there is a plank afloat, or a rag above it. ” In this way Fox worked off his anger, and with it his confidence in his own wonderful powers. He was emphatically a man of action, but, when excited, his command of words was equal to the energy with which he used them. He put the map Frenauld had given him into his pocket, and then, taking his arm, walked back with him to the fire. They had but just reached there, when a tali form emerged from the darkness, and Uneas, chief of the Montauks, enveloped in a scarlet mantle, that was dripping with moisture, stood before them. “You are true to your word,” said ITncas, shaking Fox’s hand. “You have come, but where is he?” Fox did not need to ask who the “he” referred to was. “See here, Uncas,” he said, motioning the chief to follow him to the boat. As Fox passed the fire he picked up a brand, and, approaching the boat, he drew back the awning and held the light above the unconscious man’s face. “Do you know who that is?" he asked. “Balph Denham!” said the chief. And a wilh light burned in his black eyes. “He is yours,” said Fox. “Now do with him as you promised.” “Can you lift him out of the boat.?" asked Uncas. “I will have that done.” Fox motioned to the sailors, and they lifte 1 the bed out of the boat, and placed it near the fire, Frenauld throwing an oil-cloth over the pale face, to shield it from the rain. “ Come, let us unload, while we are about it, ” said Fox; and with his own hands, he helped to take out the boxes, and placed them under the bed on which Ralpn Denham was lying. With hi 3 customary energy, Fox ■worked, and made others work/tilldhe boat, with Frenauld, and all the sailors, excepting Don, the cabin boy, was making his way to the ship. “ You see,” said Fox to the chief, when the boat was out of sight and hearing, “that I trust myself to you, for I believe the Montauk chief will keep his word.”

“So far, no man has appeared to doubt my word. I have, at times since seeing you, felt that it was not becoming a brave man to do as I am doing; but the Montauks are not prepared for war, as are Ralph Denham, and his men. ” “ You are right. Cunning is often better than courage. You have now in your power the man who has scorned you, and made your life unhappy. Are you going to ask, in such a i ase, if it be right !o put them out of the way? Of course not, though, in accordance with vour promise, you must not put him out of the way till I give the word. ” “But in that way I might be forced to keep him forever,” said the chief. "How so?” “Y'ou are a sailor, here to-day, far away to-morrow, and I may not be able to get to you, nor you to me,” replied Uncas. “Before I leave these waters again I will leave you free to act as you please. But now, while it is yet dark night, might it not be better to remove this man?” said Fox, pointing to the bed. “i am ready for that.” Uncas placed to his lips a peculiarly curved bone, known to old hunters as a “deer call,” and blew a low, plaintive blast, that sounded exactly like the appealing cry of a wounded fawn. In answer, a low whistle came back from the cliffs and the darkness. Uncas repeated the call. Then was heard the fall of rapidly approaching feet, and the quick breathing of men, as if engaged in a life and death race. In another instant Old Somonk and his son, accompanied by two tall Indians, stood in the presence of the chief, and the old man, who seemed to be the leader, said: “Uncas, we are here!”

CHAPTER XVIII. CAPTAIN FOX PERFECTS HIS WORK AND S TAKTB OFF TO FIND COLONEL GRAHAM. “There is a sleeping man here whom you must carry to the place we have prepared for him,” said the Montauk chief, pointing to the bed which looked strangely like an Indian bier. “Ha," grunted Old Somonk, as ha took a place near the head of the bed. “I have helped to carry your father to the last sleeping place of the Montauk chiefs, aud I have heard my father say that on his shoulder rested the head of ihe mighty Wyandauch, when they bore him to the same place." “We care not to hear that now, ” said Uneas, half in tea-, half in anger. “It is the privilege of an old man to speak. Yonder ground is the resting place of the dead chiefs of the Montauks, a sleeping place for live white men." persisted Old Somonk, who now talked with a wonderful fluency, contrasted with his reticence the first night he met Frenauld. “And you are here to obey me, not to give opinions. Then addressing the others, he continued: “The word of the chief has ever been the law of the Montauks. Come, my braves, and raise the burden to your shoulders. ” The men, including Old Somonk, obeyed him. “Stay you here, Captain Fox, till I return.” Uneas waved his hand and was about to pass away, but Fox stopped him by asking: “When will you return?” “Before the sun rises,” replied the chief. “And it will be safe for me to remain here?” “As safe as the child over whom a fond mother watches.” “Very well; I shall wait.” Without a torch to light the way, Uncas led the braves through the darkness. By this time the wind and rain had died out, leaving the night air cool an*d bracing. The stillness was thatof death. Even the footsteps of the Indians and their regular breathing had a spectral sound. After walking about an hour, with the long, straight stride that characterizes the Indian,,Uneas called to his followers to stop, and again blew a low blast on the deer call. In instant a light flashed up, and an

old woman appeared bearing a torch; it was the wife of Old Somonk. “Is all ready?” asked the chief, speaking in the Montauk tongue. “The tomb of the mighty Wyandauch is open and a light bums therein. Come with me.” By the light of her torch it could be seen that she faced a hill, the summit of which was lost in the darkness, while directly in front was an open space like a small cave or vault, within which burned a dim light Into this the four men with their burden marched, and they placed the bed on which Captain Denham lay on a long slab, the stone that covered the earthly remains of Wyandauch, the memorable chief of the Montauks. “Take you charge of him,’’said Uncas, addressing the old woman, “and your son and husband will remain on guard outside. ” “How long has the white youth been sleeping?” asked Somonk’s wife, as she held the shell lamp above Ralph’s face. “That matters not; he will soon awake n “Then what shall I do?" “Give him food if he wants it” “But he will ask where he is?” “If so, tell him he is the prisoner of Uncas, chief of the Montauks.” The chief strode out of the vault and, followed by the two Indians, who had helped Old Somonk and his son to carry Ralph Denham, hurried in the direction of the principal village of the Montauks.

They traveled with surprising rapidity for men on foot, and after an hour and a half they saw a glow in advance, that told them they were nearing the objective point They were yet a quarter of a mi’e or more awjy from the lights, when a voice directly in front called out: “Whar goes Uncas, de chief of de Montauks, sieh anight?” “Is that you, Dinah?” asked the startled Indian. “’Tls Dinah, en no one else,” croaked the old hag. “En I wants for to ax whar hez been dis night uv storms de chief of de Montauks?” “It matters not,” said Uncas; “go you to your cabin, and go to bed. ” “Wy should I go to my cabin wen dar’s evil a prowlin’ roun’ in de darkness? Wy should’dis ole ’oman go to bed wen de sun’s nigh to risin?” “Go to bed to sleep,” growled the chief, about to move on. “Dar’ll be sleepin’ ’nuff in de bed whar deze ole bones’ll soon be laid. Your fader en his fader hev gone to dat sleep, en de cuss of de Great Sperrit, ez dey loved, will fall on him ez placesde livin’ nigh onto ’em " “Hist, you hag!” interrupted the chief; “what do you know about iny acts?” “Look up above yer head, Uncas, Chief of the Montauks, en tell me what yeh sees dar.” Between his eyes and the distant light, the chief saw the shriveled arm of the old negress pointing to the sky, and involuntarily his eyes followed the direction. “I only see night and darkness,” said Uncas. “Night and darkness, yas, but beyond de dark cloud de stars am shinin’. Your eyes is young, en can’t see ’em; my eyes is old, but sees ’em blazin’ like de suns, en dey sez: ‘Dinah, Dinah, darter uv de African King Molloka, de chief Uncas brings disgrace on de great name Wyandauch, en from this night on, es he do not make change, hez ind is sot, en de glory of de Montauks shall go down into de darkness now ’bove yer head.’ ”

The old woman spoke tragically, and the chief—himself the child of superstition —shuddered, but it was only for a moment. He had gone out of the beaten paths of his fathers, he had measured, so well as passion would permit, the depths into which he was sinking. If ever, and he did sometimes question his own course, he gave thought to the unprincely acts he contemplated and was then performing, the beautiful face of Lea Hedges would flash like a blazing meteor across the sky of his darkened brain, and spur him with fury to continue the tool of this adventurer, but as he thought the avenger of his own imagined wrongs. “Leave me now," he said, striding ahead; “leave me, but do not imagine that the hospitality extended to you for twenty years by our people, gives you the privilege to insult their chief. Go to your cabin, and hold your peaco, or go from the land of the Montauks.” “£n es I don't go to my cabin, en es I don’t hold my "peace, wat den?” shrieked Dinah, still keeping in the chief’s advance. “Then I wiil find a means to drive you away,” said Uneas, raising his hand, as if he would strike her, but the next instant letting it fall heavily, as if in shame, by his side. Dark as it was, her quick eye caught the gesture, and it seemed to madden her. “Once,” she shouted, “de chiefs of de Montauks scorned to raise dar hans ’ga'nst any but warriors armed foh battle. But den dar hearts was strong and brave. Ole women and helpless men dey keered foh. Dey wasn’t cowards and murd’rers. Oh, I know it all! You can’t hide it from me, onless yeh kill me. But kill me, en den see if yer red of me; see es de sperrit of ole Dinah stays in de groun’ en dis wo’n body. See den, Uneas of de Montauks, es I don’t stay eber and»eber by yer side. En wen all is still in de camp, en you lie down on de dee’ skin in de wigwam, es my hans don’t keep yer eyes from shettin’. En den louder’n de tunder ez rolled oyer dese hills dis night, ye’ll hear me shoutin’, dough no one else kin, even yer wife lyin' by yer side, es ye ever gets one, ‘Wake, wake, Uneas of de Montauks, murd’rers cannot sleep in peace on dis yer airth.’ ” The chief, now thoroughly alarmed, as were the men following close behind him, was about to address the old woman in a kinder way, for, like all his tribe, he stood in awe of her, but she had suddely vanished. He stopped and called her name, and, as he listened for a reply, the ominous hooting of an owl came back from a distant grove. “Hah, let us goon. She is a devil,” said the chief. The men grunted, to indicate that they had heard him, but made no other reply. They were not sure that Uneas was right and the old priestess wrong. Though very old in years and worn in body, the old negress possessed a vitality that, for endurance, would have tested the superb chief now striding on in silence. This was one reason why the Montauks held her in awe; and then she never complained of ache, or showed sign of sickness, which was eminently proper, seeing that she claimed to have the power to cured, or relieve all human ills. At the close of her weird denunciation of the chief, she sprang lightly to one side, as the hare does when the hounds are close behind, and there, hidden by the darkness, she remained till the Indians had passed. Dinah chuckled to herself at the success of her stratagem, and, rising, quickly, she followed the three men with a step lighter than their own, and at a pace that kept them at one distance between her eyM'and the light

. <■ \ She watched Uncas, till he entered -the house to which Colonel Graham and' his servant had been recently changed. It was a iog structure with open chinks, very favorable for one outside to listen. The chief went up to the couch on which Colonel Graham was ra etched. Such men find sleep a difficult matter. The Colonel was on the point of shouting for his servant, who was sleeping in a little hut &u;oining, when, by the light of a shell lamp, burning on a bench near by, he saw Uncas approaching. “Well, worthy chief,” said Graham, rising on his elbow, “do you also find it hard to sleep?" “One should not sleep when there is great work to do,” replied Uncas, as he sat on the bench, and took the shell lamp in-h.s hand. “That is most true; but you look as it you had been out in the storm,” “And so I have." “I did not know that the Montauks loved the storm. You would make a good sailor. ” "Many of the Montauks and ou» neighbors, the Shlnicooks, are sailorsi but I should not like it. Yet 1 was up to-nicht at the beacon hill looking for ships.” “Looking for ships?” repeated the Colonel, sitting bolt upright In bed, and rubbing his eyes. “Looking lor the Wanderer,” said Ui> cas, gazing at his guest out of his halfclosed eyes, without seeming to do so. “But what interest can you have in the Wanderer?”

“I know her captain, and want to see him again.” “Y'ou may never see him again.” “I shall see him to-morrow.” “What!” exclaimed Graham, startled and doubting. “The Wanderer is at anchor inside the point.” “Who told you that?" “I saw her with my own eyes.” “But how could you tell it in the darkness, that the ship was the Wanderer?” “I couldn’t, if the ofFicei*, I mean Fox, had not come ashore." “And you saw Fox to-night?” said the increifulods Graham. “I d:d, and spoke with him.” “And where is he n jw?” “On the beach, waiting for my return. ” “And you told him I was here?” “I did.” “What d'd he siy?” “He said that he was going through our lands to Sag Harbor in the morning, and that he would see you on the way,” replied the chief, now as cool as the other was agitated. “And did he show any surprise on learning that I was here?” “I cannot say. Fox looks as if he was always surprised and determined never to be surprised again. Like the animal from which he takes his name, he is always looking about him, and ready to attack or run." “He is a brave man, and so never runs." “ r lhe brave sometimes show their bravery by running; the man that never runs is a fool. But 1 must leave you if you would sleep to-night; in another hour it will be day.” [TO BE CONTINUED.]

Caprices of Fortune.

Every imaginative person cherishes in his heart the hope that some unexpected windfall may bring him wealth. In a very few instances this secret wish has been gratified. Years ago, a lady named Burch was one of a London crowd that had assembled to see a street pageant. Suddenly she noticed an old gentleman faint and confused with the pressure of the crowd, which pronounced him drunk. Discerning with better insight that he was not drunk, but very ill, Miss Burch led him to a seat, found him somewhere a glass of water, and in a few minutes restored his scattered energies. De thanked her warmly, asked her name, and departed—to he heard of no more till a few days ago, when asolicitor called to inform Miss Burch that the old gentleman had bequeathed her the immense reward for such a service of nearly a million dollars. It is said that \lbert Way, the well-known areha'ologist, came by a fortune in this wise. Crossing Pail Mall he cannoned against an old gentleman, and discomfited him. After mutual apologies and the interchange of civilities, cards were exchanged, and on each card was imprinted “Mr. Albert Way.” The older gentleman at his death had no natural heir, and left his fortune to the other Albert Way. These two incidents seem more like fairy tales than veritable happenings. Stories of unexpected fortunes, of course, are as common as blackberries. Somebody is always making or finding or inheriting a heap of money which seems to himself almost to have come from the clouds. Worthless shares become valuable. A workingman discovers a mine; or a relative, from whom nothing was expected, suddenly heaps everything on the kinsman who bored him least, as occurred last year within our own knowledge. But alas! these delightful things generally happen to other people, and our castles in air have no foundation in fact.

The Winded Lion of St. Mark.

The famous winged lion on the column in the Place of St. Mark, In Venice—described by Mr. Ruskin as “'one of the grandest things produced by mediaeval art, which all men admire and none can draw”—has been thoroughly examined and repaired under the direction of the t avaliere Boni, a distinguished Italian architect, who has published a report on the subject. Originally the lion was silt, and traces were found of gilding on the upper paw. The eyeballs are of a vitreous material, white an i pellucid, with triangular facets; but these do not appear to be the original eyes, which are supposed to be of cornelian, chrysoprase, or other opalesque quartz. The animal is constructed of small pieces of bronze about one-third of an inch thiok. secured by screws to iron framework. The framework and screws having oxidized, it became necessary to remove the lion from the column and to replace the iron framework by a frame of bronze. Sig. Boni, for the reasons that he gives, believes that the lion, as well as the capital which bears it, is twelfth-century work, and therefore a century older than Mr. Buskin’s estimate.—Pall Mall Gazette.

In Negro Graveyards.

Negro graves in the far South are sometimes curiously garnished with the bottles of medicine used by the departed in their final Illness, and the duration of the malady is easily guessed by the number of bottles. Often these are the only things to mark the mound, and everything about the graveyard bears the marks of the haste characteristic of a superstitious people In all matters concerning the dead. A clerk in a bicycle store in Kansas City has designed and Is building a new buggy with pneumatio-tired bicycle wheels and a number of. improvements calculated to add strength, lightness and speed to the vehicle*:

FOR OUR LITTLE FOLKS.

A COLUMN OF PARTICULAR INTEREST TO THEM. VThnt Children Hava Done, What They Are Doing, and What They Should Do to Fau Their Childhood Day*.

A Gentleman. I knew him for a gentleman By signs that never fail; Hh coat was rough and rather worn, His cheeks were thin and pale— A lad who had his way to make, With little time for play— I knew him for a gentleman By certain signs to-day. Ho met his mother on the street; Off came his little cap. My door was shut; he waited there Until I heard his rap He took the bundle from my hand. And when'l dropped my pen. Be sprang to pick it up for me, This gentleman of ten. He does not push and crowd along; His voice Is gently pitched; He does not fling bis books about As if he were bewitched. He stands aside to let you pass; He always shuts the door; He runs on errands willingly To forge and mill and store. Ho thinks of you before himself; He serves you if he can; For in whatever company The manners make the man. At ten or forty, ’tls the same, The manner tells the tale; And 1 discern the gentleman By signs that never fail. —Margaret E. Sangster, in Harper’s Young People.

Paul and the Soap Bubble. Two children were blowing bubbles, Paul said, “My bubbles are larger than yours, Mattie.” “You are bigger than I am,” replied little Mattie, “so you ought to make bigger bubbles out of your pipe, and my pipe is only a little one,” “My bubbles are pink and yellow and all colors, and they go sailing away into the sky like balloons* .Oh’, Matty! Perhaps our hubbies are fine balloons for the fairies to ride in. That pink-looking one is so large that I think it must be full of little fairies going to the golden land, where the sun goes to bed. ” “But Paul, the fairies would tumble out, for the bubble has just burst,” said Matty. “That would not matter at all,”

BLOWING THE SOAP BUBBLES

replied Paul, “lor fairies have wings and would fly the rest of tho way.” “I any fairies, and I don’t think they are there,” said Matty. “That is because you are not a Sunday child. Nurse says thatonly children born on a Sunday can see fairies —and you were born, she says on a Tuesday.” Matty looked unbelieving. “And can you see any fairies, Paul?" she asked. “No,” said Paul, “but I have read so many tales about them that I can think what they are like, and I often make little stories about them in my mind." “Tell me one of them, Paul,” said Matty. “Well, go on blowing bubbles, for that makes me think of them. ” So Matty blew several little bubbles that rose into the air, while Paul blew such a largo one that Matty gave a shout. “Hush, Matty!” said Paul. “The fairy princess is asleep in the large .bubble, and many court ladies are with her, singing to keep her asleep, fo* they do not want her to wake till she gets up to that little cloud up there. You can’t see It, hut inside that cloud is a golden castle- They have taken a large thrush with speckled breast prisoner, and will not let him go till the princess has come home.” “What has the thrush done?” “Ttfe thrush thought the princess was a butterfly, and he was just going to pounce upon her when a wood pigeon, who knew better, drove him off, and drove and drove till they came to a cloud, and then the fairies seized upon him. They will keep him till the princess is safe at home, and theQ he will fly away.” “Oh, dear! oh, dear! the great bubble Is bursting!” said Matty; and so it was. And'at that moment a thrush on the tree behind them began to sing. **Oh, ded*! oh. dear! Is it the thrush from the golden castle?” asked Matty. “I dare say It is,” said Paul, “and the princess is safe at home. ” “How glad the king and queen must be!” “Yes,” said Paul, “and all the fairy people!”—Exchange. Jip and the Bird. ! Every morning when ,1 go to Baby Nason’s house Jip is looking out the window. He always smiles in a nice doggie way and nods his head. This morning Jip did not see me. He was feeding a dear little bird. Baby Nason gave Jip her biggest piece of cracker and told him to crumb it up fine for the dear littte

SINGING A “THANK-YOU" SONG.

bird's breakfast. Tbe dear little bird was glad. “Thank you,” tbe little bird twittered to Jip. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Then tbe dear little bird sang Baby a pretty “thank you* song, and Jip

held the cracker in his mouth until the little bird was ready to eat the (rood breakfast Baby Nason sent but. I hope the dear little bird will fcoma again. —Babyland. New Game for Children. “Hunt the Whistle” is a new game tor little folks. It requires a certain number who are ignorant of the game. Those who know it make a large ring. The others leave the room and are admitted one at a time. At a signal one enters. • She is told to enter the ring, kneel down and confess to the mother confessor. She kneels and buries her face in the mother confessor’s lap. She is then asked some questions that bfear on her likes and dislikes, her friendships, faults, or some other actions, as “Who ate the frosted cake?" Thin question gives time to fasten on ta the back of her dress a whistle attached to a string. She has, of course, denied the charge. She is then asked to prove her innocence by discovering who blew the whistle* As she goes around the ring the children steal up behind her and blow the whistle/ The sound is always behind her, and her frantic endeavors to trace the sound are funny enough. As soon as the trick is discovered a fresh victim is ushered into the ring.

How Persian Boy.* Walt Upon Guests. • If you enter a merchant’s house in Persia or pay a visit to a Persian nobleman, the master of the house offers you coffee just as soon as you are seated. If you stay an hour, he will give you one, two or three cups. The coffee will be -brought in by young boys, who bow low und lay their hands upon their heart as they present it to you. The coffee will be served in cups of Persian porcelain, which arc handed to of other cups 1 of metal, to keep them from burning your hands. The outside cup is called a zarf. It Is made of copper, silver or gold, heavily set with precious stones. The Persian lads who serve the coffee stand behind the chairs of the guests, so as to politely replenish the cups as soon as they are emptied. Incenluug Kaffir Boy.. The Kaffirs are great swimmers. They can do things in tho water which other boys would look upon wish astonishment. For example a Kaffir boy could ford a stream, shoulder-high, running' as swiftly ne if shot from a torrent. The way they accomplish tho feat is this. Just before entering tho water they get a huge stone, sometimes as heavy as themselves, and with the help of a companion placo it upon the head. A weight like this gives tho boy balance and he can keep his footing against the heaviest stream. If ho were to drop the stone, he would be so light-that the water would sweep him off his feet And this is just one of the Kaffir tricks to accomplish things against tide and flood.—New Yoik Ledger.

Scientific Modes of Execution.

to a boy's legs in hanging him, *so that the'drop will break his neck, is something that a New Jersey Sheriff has Just thought of,” said L. F. Dunn, of Philadelphia, to a St Louis Globe-Democrat reporter. “He is to'hang a youthful murderer who only weighs 92 pounds, and he says he will have to fasten ten pounds to each of the young fellow’s legs to furnish weight enough to dislocate his vertebra}. This sounds pretty inhuman, doesn’t it! But 1 once saw a heavy executioner in Turkey slide down the rope and fall on the neck with all his avoirdupois to break the spinal column. Of course, It was a barbarous proceeding. The most careful and conscientious executioner I ever saw was near the dividing line between Turkey and Russia. I was riding through some woods when I suddenly found myself Ip a clearing before a cabin. A man was at the door-tying a thread around a sheep’s neck. I asked him why he was doing that. He picked up a cleaver, and. with a quick blow, cut off tho sheep’s head, making the cut exactly along tho lino of the red thread. ‘You see now,’ •he said, J why,l did ft. I tied that thread between two Joints so that there would be no bone to offer resistance to the passage of the blade.’ ‘But why do you slaughter sheep in this way*’ I asked. ‘Como to-morrow to , (naming a near-by town) and you will see.’ I was in tho town the next day, and met the sheep-slayer. He was a public executioner, and he had a mao to behead that day. I saw him do it. He had a sword with a curved blade. The blade and hilt were hollow, and there was quicksilver In the space, so that when the weapon was held aloft the quicksilver ran down into the hilt and steadied the hand, but when the sword was swung down the quicksilver ran to the end of the blade and gave added weight and impetus to the blow." Tho doomed man knelt and bent his bead forward. The executioner tied, arj d thread carefully around the bared neck, and with one swing of the weapon cut off the - head. It was a clean, scientific cut between the vertebra', and the unfortunate man, I presume, neVer felt it.”

An Indiscreet Hunter.

Patrick and Michael went out hunting titae rainy day—it was the only day that they could get off. All went well with them until, when they were several miles from home, they [ discovered that neither one ‘ had brought a cartridge, and that not a shot could be fired. “Begorra,” said Pat, cheerfully, “what’s that to do wid the huntin’? Is the want of a cartridge anny r»yson to prevlnt a man from huntin’?" “None at all,” said MichaeL So they continued to hunt. By and by a rabbit started up close to Pat and then came to a stop, curiously watching the hunters. Pat instantly brought his gun to his shoulder. “The gossoon that ye air!” exclaimed Mika “Wud ye shoot him wldout a carthrldge?" The rabbit hopped away. “Whisht!" said Pat, angrily, “there ye go, shpllln’ the sport wid yer blatherin’ tongue!” “Patrick! An’ yer gun was not loaded!” “Sure, ye spalpeen, but the rabbit would nlver ’a’ knowed Is it ye’d hild yer blather!"

First Public Schools.

In 1645 the first public schools were established by Massachusetts.

IS BAD FOR THE CROPS.

CONTINUED COLD AND RAINY WEATHER REPORTED, Bonthern States East of the Mississippi Have a Balmy SpeU, While In Other Sections the Temperature Is Below the Average. Government Crop Report. Last weok was the third consecutive cold and unfavorable week throughout the principal wheat and corn producing States. The week was unusually cold in the States of the upper Mississippi and Missouri valleys, where the dally temperature ranged from 5 to 15 degrees below the normal and dosed whh freezing weather, but according to the report from Washington, the indications are for more favorable conditions during the coming week in the Northwest, and slightly cooler than usual on the Pacific coast The temperature was slightly below the average from the lake region eastward, while It was warmer than usual generally throughout tho Southern States east of the Mississippi. Excessive rains occurred during the weok over the Central valleys, including the winterwheat region, the northern portion of the Qulf States, and'-4a the southern portion of the spring-wheat region. The rainfall was unusually heavy In the Central Mississippi and Ohio \ alloys, Interfering materially with farm work. In the principal agricultural States considerable fnjury has resulted from floods and severe local storms throughout the West. There was also excessive moisture In tho northern portion of the cotton region, whore the land is 100 wot to work, and fears are expressed of an overflow In the lower Mississippi. Considerable acreago of oats and wheat is reported under water In Illinois, and tho indications aro that considerable injury to farming interests from high water will result in the States of the lower Mississippi and lower Ohio valleys in the lowlunus near tho rivers. Telegraphic reports:

Pennsylvania—Grain and grass havo good eolpr, but have made little growth: largo acreage of potatoes and some com planted; lean of rotting. Mississippi—Condltlona favovable, oxoopt for very hoavy rains at close of the week, which were injurious; some cotton replanted, other orops doing well; fears of overflow In bottom lands along the river; some damage from deep water In delta. Arkansa^—Excessive rains caused high water in all atreams, doing much damage; cotton and com not doing well. Kentucky—All farm w^l - suspended; com damaged from washing; tZaooo plants slightly Injured; wheat, oats and rye flue. Missouri—Little advance In vegetation; farm work practically suspended; much replanting probable. Illinois—Rainfall exocssivo; conditions unfavorable; considerable acreage of wheat und oats submerged; hall slightly damagod oats In same sections; oats.com, and potatoes rotting In ground; pastures and meadows good, but farmers are still feeding stock. Indiana—Excessive rainfall prevented plowing and seeding; #.ieat and grass still In good condition. Ohio—Continued rains overflowed streams, damaging crops badly on lowlands; wheat, oats, clover, barley, rye, and tobacco plants Improved; oats and potatoes rotting in some localities. Michigan—High winds, oold weather, andoxoesstve ratu have combined to materially retard progress of orops; some spring seeding rotting. i. , » ■ Wisconsin—Two weeks’ suspension of farm work: nothing done lu north portion; seeding partly dono In south portion; ground full of water and no growth of vegetation. Minnesota—Cold, oloudy ami wet, permitting no work except on untidy soli; seed on low gropmj In danger of rotting; rivers high; marshes flooded; season backward. Xow»—Another unfavorable week; farm work add vegetation at {i standstill; late sown grain rotting to *6m6 extent; numerous reports of loss of spring pigs. North Dakota—Condltlona much improved since last report; considerable seeding done in central and western counties, hut little In eastern, owing to contlnnod wet condition of the soil. South Dakota—Cold and damp weok, unfavorable to wheat, oats anrl barley; seeding progressing slowly; some report of good molded. Nebraska—Week cloudy and cold, with hard frosts and snow In Central and northern sootions; small grain has made little progress; too cold for corn planting. Kansas—Heavy rains with colder cloudy weather In eastern counties rotted much oom and retarded vegetation except wheat and oats; drought Injured wheat In central and western counties, but It Is thought light rains have improved condition. Oklahoma—All crops Improved. Montana—Season much delayed bjr cold weather. Wyoming—Snows will prove benerfleial, but have retarded all crop growth and farm work. Idaho—Generally unfavorable for farm work, and too wet In northern portion; plowing and seeding about completed In Snake River valley; high cold winds have retarded germination of seed and growth of grasses. Colorado—lrrigation water low In southeast portion; cold and frost Injurious and retarding farm work; better reports from west central portion, with favorable prospeots. New Mexico—Crops, while not injured to any extent, have made little progress. Utah—Frosts !®th and 30th; too cold for crops to grow. Washington—Plowing and seeding have begun everywhere, and In favored localities aro completed; fall-grown bops and grass are looking fairly well. r Oregon—Conditions moro favorable to farming operations; In eastern portion seeding la completed; In western portion considerable plowing yet to be done; shearing commenced, line wool; crop season three weeks late. California—Abnormally cool; drylDg winds Injured growing grain; peaches and apricots short crop; good yield of prunes; hops improving rapidly

CLEVELAND AT WASHINGTON.

The President and Members of the Cabinet Pleased with the Fair, President Cleveland and his official family have returned to Washington from their World’s Fair trip. Mrs. Cleveland drove to the depot to meet the President and a crowd of one hundred gathered to see the travelers return. During the trip the President has seen more of his Cabinet associates and their wives than at any time since the administration began. The members of the party are lavish In praise of tho Exposition, as a whole, and of the superb structures, exhibits, and various details. The magnitude of the affair was far beyond their anticipation. They do not share In any of the grumbling of the Eastern newspapers as to the alleged unfinished condition of the Fair. As Secretary Herbert remarked, the world never saw an exposition that was In complete running order on its opening day. Mr. Herbert and all his' associates say that a month will see the Exposition in perfect running order. Secretary Morton Is so pleased with the Fair that he has concluded to return to Chicago for a more extended visit within tbe next three weeks. Overflow of News. James Bubge and Bamuel Massey, both murderers, were hanged at Benham, Texas. The nine oil wells of Gibson & Giles In Jay County, Indiana, have been sold for $236,500. Damaoe to the oyster beds on the Connecticut and Long Island eoast by the storm is placed at $500,000. C. P. Huntington, of the Southern Pacific Road, has bought the Fuene coal mines, in Mexico, for $500,000. Three men were seriously burned by an explosion of molten metal in a Carnegie furnace at Braddock, Pa. David A. Dischlek, who has been on trial at Rome, N. Y., for aiding in the escape of Bunkoer O’Brien, was acquitted. A syndicate has been formed,to gain control of the natural gas interests of Indiana. It has purchased 40,000 acres of natural gas lands. John W. Mackay, Jb., son of the bonanza king, swallowed cocaine by accident in treating a tooth. He Is said to be in a serious condition. A natural gas explosion at Beaver Falls, Pa., caused the destruction by fire of three dwellings. Julius Maathieu aad wife burned to death,

JUST GLANCE OVER TIIIS

AND ASCERTAIN ALL THE LATE INDIANA NEWS. A Cataloguo of the Week’s Important Occurrences Throughout the State— Fires, Aoelilents, Crimes, Suicides, Etc. Minor State News. The Muneio rubber works were deitroyed by tire. There are 3,280 children of school age ii Cvawfordsvllle, a gain of IG4 over last year. Mn. William Commons, Secretary of tho Union City Health Board, writes that “spotted” fever is not prevalent la that vicinity, as reported. Lightning struck tho residence of Thomas Vanhoy, in Shoals. It did couilderable damage, but Mrs. Vanhoy, who was In the houso, was uninjured. Tire southern Indiana coal miners are ?ery likely to go out on a strike soon If they do not receive the Increase of five tents on a ton that they are asking for. W. K. Snyder, Mu tide’s school superintendent, has just completod the school enumeration ol that citv. It shows 5,407 school children, a gain 1,510 or more ihan 30 per cent. » Vigo County Commissioners has refused tho petition for an Increaso of tho salaries of tho Judge of the Circuit Court snd tho Judgo ol tho Court uuler tho now law. Fort Wayne HUTd hagp another National Bank In tho early future, making five at that city. The capital stock of tho new bank will not be less than $200,100, and may be made $250,000, The ashes of Simon R. Snell of Munclo, wore not thrown In the Ohio River, as he requested. His son refused to do it after seeing his father placed in the jromatory furnace at Cincinnati. A pike was caught In tho Little Pine Creek at English which measured 33 inches. In tho stomach of the fish was found a leather purse containing a wall preserved letter and a lead pencil.

North Manchester Is to havo a complete systom of water works. Tho contract was awarded to Cone & Co. of Chicago, for $37,000, and tho work la to bo completed within one hundred days. At the Montgomery County declamation contest, held at Crawfordsvillo, tho first prizes woro won by Emory Stoolo and Matnlo Wobb; second prizes by Howard Douglas and Josio Fonnofeather. A few miles west of Mitchell, in Martin County, a sawmill boiler exploded, fatally wounding Frauds Baker and sorlously wounding three others, whose names arc not known. Tho boiler was torn to atoms. The dead body of Thomas O’llrion, a printer, whoso home Is in Chicago, was found by tho side of tho railroad track, just out ot Elkhart He had evidently fallon from a train, lie was a momber of tho Typographical Union of Chicago. G. 11. lligdon of New Castle, has been granted patonts and trade marks on a compound used to muko lemon pies. Ho has already commenced tho manufacture at the stuff and soverul tons of sugar and many thousand lemons are used dally. The Tucker well, just drilled In by tho lowa Oil Company at Portland, Is (lowing 3,000 barrels a day. Four twoinch lead pipes are required to conduct the oil to tho tanks. As most of tho Inilana oil wells flow tho waste of gas Is enormous. During a recent storm lightning struck tho 15-year-old daughter of Albert Mitchell, north of Liberty, killing her Instantly. Charles Magee and wlfo, returning to their homo west of town.wero also killed by the electric currents. Magee was Instantly killed, his wlfo lived two hours aftor tho stroke. The City Council of North Manchester has awarded contracts for tho construction of water works to tho following firms: C. E. Coon & Co., of Uppor Sandusky, and the Muskegon Boiler Works, of Muskegon, Mich. The contracts amount to $28,000, and tho work of construction will commence at once. The annual convention of Indiana literary clubs was hold at Fort Wayne. The election ot officers resulted as follows: President, Mrs. C. R. Dryer ol Fort Wayne; Secretary, Mrs. Elliott F. Perkins of Indianapolis; Program Committee, Mr. Evans Woolen of Indianapolis, Chairman; Mrs. Ntanloy Coulter of Lafayette; Mr. H. T. Eddy of Terre Hauto; Mrs. U. E. Bursley of Fort Wayne, and Mr. J. E. Illiff of Richmond Tho noxt convention will bo held at Indianapolis. The dedication of the M. E. Church of Noblesvllle, was an evont that possessed some remarkablo features, not tho least of which was tho wonderful success of these people In paying off their entire church Indebtedness. The church owed $12,G30. The day set apart for the dedication had arrived. It was raining, the clouds hung low, the outlook was anything but cheerful, but; Dr. Payne said “the Methodists never fail,” and so he undertook tho work of securing tho payment of this debt, and by the close of tho evening service more than 813,000 had been securod and the entire debt had been wiped out, a surplus of several hundred dollars being left. The Methodists of Noblesvllle are Jubilaot, and commenced a series of revival mootings In their now church. The appointments of the Trustees tor the Northern and Southern Hospitals have been announced br the Governor. Dennis Uhl, of the Northern Board, was reappointed, and the new memberofthls board is John L. Forkner of Andersen. The appointees to tbe Southern Board are William L. Swormstedt of Evansville, an active young business man, connected with one of the banks, and Sellman Ufmble of Vincennes. The latter is one of the most prominent Jews of the State. Tho position on the State Board of Charities, made vacant by the resignation of Mrs. Fairbanks, has been offered to Dr. Mary F. Spink, who is connected with Dr. Fletcher’s sanitarium. She has the subject under advisement. This concludes the'appointive work of the Govenor, as far as tbe law is concerned. Michael O’Reilly', an inmate of the Soldier’s Home, at Marlon, was struck by a Panhandle train and killed. He was fifty-six years old, and c&rae to the, Home last November from Chicago, where his wife cow lives. Be was a member of the Ninth Pennsylvania Cavalry. Hon. Jobn F. Rodabaugh, representative in tbe Legislature from Allen Countv, has assumed charge as manager of the daily Fort Wayne Press. The paper has been managed by CL C. Phil brick, of Columbus, but Mr. Rodabaugh’ has had an interest In it, and will now own the plant. John Kirk of Vincennes, who killed his brother-in-law, Luther Smith, last January, and who has been out on bail, was re-arrested the other day and placed in Jail, the grand jury having returned an Indictment against him with murder in the first degree. Rufus Baulk and George Cutylngei of Needham 1 Station, have been lodged In jail at Shelbvvllle, charged with placing barrels of salt and crossties on tbs tracks of the Franklin aqd Martinsville branch of the Big Four, near Needham, on the night of April 3, (or the purpose of wrecking a passenger. place would have made a very serious Wreck, as it was on a trestle. The young men confessed and are held for trial