Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 25, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 July 1893 — Page 3

In Sheep's Clothing.

BY Capt. Ormond Steele

CHAPTER XXIII. FACE TO FACE. Before calling on Doctor Hedges, Captain Fox had had a long and, to himself, satisfactory conversation with Uneas of the Montauks. He had brought from the ship a brilliant un’form, part of the plunder of a Spanish galleon, with a fine sword, a rifle, jewel-hilted dagger, and several wonderful pistols, among them a revolver, as presents to the chief. As the revolvers now in use were not Invented for a century and a half after this, the last named present may seem out of place in the list, but the Portuguese had practical revolvers, very clumsy, of course, a century before the date of our story. The chief and Fox parted with an understandine that they should meet on the morrow, when the day should be set for dispatching Ralph Denham. Uncas was so delighted with his presents that he went at once to the inn, got a room, and changed his graceful native costume for the gorgeous dress of a Spanish Major General, sword and all. As the fishing hut where Captain Denham was at this time was only a mile or so from Sag Harbor, and was the property of Uacas, and provided with sleeping accommodations for one, he always went there when belated or anxious to be in town in the morning, instead of stopping at the inn. He had an Indian’s objection to sleeping in houses that were not ventilated by removing the windows and doors. After surveying himself as well as he could in the little circular mirror with which the room was furnished, Uncas sallied out, his sword making a great clatter behind him, and he bent his steps in the direction of the before mentioned hut, as Squire Condit would put it. The fire lit by Dinah and Untilla had nearly died out, though there was still a dull glow on the hearth that threw a pulsating, spectral light about the little apartment. Through the open chinks and doorway Uncas saw this light, but it aid not surprise him, for it was notunusual for one of the Montauks to stop there, on his way to or his return from Sag Harbor, to cook his food. Uncas walked boldly on, his sword making a clatter which to him had all the exciting melody of martial music. Ralph Denham heard the noise, and concealing himself behind the door, which opened inwards, he looked out through the chinks. The dull light flashed on the scarlet cloak and the gold cords, and it was not till Uncas came in to the open doorway that Ralph recognized him. The chief on entering closed the door behind him by giving it a kick with his foot; then he walked up to the smoldering Are, placed the scattered brands together, and, by using his Major General’s chapeau as a fan, he started up a flame that lit up his Major General’s uniform till he looked to be on fire and breaking out in little tongues of flame all over. Without turning round, Uncas, who now felt particularly important and warlike, said aloud: “When I am the friend of a white man he knows it, and when I am a foe he knows it. Better for Ralph Denham he had never been born." “Ralph Denham is dead!’’ said a deep, sepulchral voice, directly behind the chief. Uncas was superstitious in his every fiber. Physically there lived no braver man, but in the presence of a danger he could not understand or believed to be supernatural, he was the veriest coward that ever lived. On turning round, which he did with ■ great rapidity, he saw staifding liflth his back to the door,;and--the light-.filling on his pale face and blazing ejles, the erect and resolute form of Ralph Denham. M .

The. chief gasped and staggered back, as far as the contracted walls of the hut permitted. His eyes and every feature denoted the most craven fear, for with the best of reasuns he supposed that Ralph Denham was dead, and that this was his specter. Ralph saw his advantage, and with that promptness and presence of mind for which he was distinguished, he called out, without changing his position, one hand in his breast, holding a pistol, the other behind him similarly employed. “The dress you wear is the price of my blood; lay down that sword.” With trembling hands the chief unbuckled the belt, and threw the sword on the floor. “Takeoff that uniform, it is stained with my blood,” said Ralph with the same blood-curdling manner. Wishing in his heart that h® had remained back at the inn, the frightened chief promptly obeyed what he firmly believed was the ghost of his victim, and stood in very scant attire indeed. “Now, lie down on that bed, and turn your face away,” commanded Ralph. The chief with some evideaces of reluctance obeyed, for he now felt convinced that the specter w«s going to pick up the sword and slay him therewith, or he might prefer to punish him with the jewel-hilted dagger. This impression was made a certainty in the chief’s mind when he heard the ghost picking up the belt “I do not fear to die,” said the chief. “The Montauks do not turn their backs on death, but you are a spirit and can kill ine at any time. Before I die let me get word to my sister and my people. ”

“My doing that depends on the answers you give me. “Will you reply to jne iruthfully?” asked Ralph. “If I reply, I can do it in no other way. ” “I can tell if you deceive me.” “That power is given only to spirits.” "Will Uncas. chief of the Mohawks, answer me?” “I will.” “Do not look at me. Close your eyes that you may the better hear my words.” The chief obeyed him. Ralph’s object was to get the chief to confirm the seemingly improbable s.ory of Untilla and Dinah, and at the same time to learn all that Uncas knew about the motives and conduct of Captain Fox. With a skill that would have excited the admirat.on of Squire Condlt, and whieh he would have been certain to att**tmte to his own example, Ralph De'Mhara plied his questions and the chief answered w.thout hesitation, corroborating Untilla and Dinah, and proving to tl<* Captain, beyond all doubt, that the jommander of the Wanderer watt indued the infamous Captain Kidd. 80 far all had gone well; but it was

not in Ralph Denham’s nature to continue a deceit after it had assured the good purpose for which he had employed it. Confident that in any event he had the advantage of this man —he little knew how ths terrible ordeal through which he had just passed had weakened him—he determined to reveal the fact that he was in the flesh. Advancing to the side of the wooden cot on which the chief lay, he said, with much solemnity: “Uncas of the Montauks, you have answered me truthfully as I know. You planned for my murder, though I never did you a wrong, but on the contrary have been ever your friend ” “You won Lea Hedges, the woman I loved,” groaned the chief. “If she preferred me to you, was that my fault?* Uncas did not answer. “You have become the partner of a bad man, the worst man that lives today; and in the world where brave spirits dwell the soul of your ancestor, the mighty Wyandauch, cannot rest for the misdeeds of his descendant” “Did he so tell you?" This was asked with the utmost solemnity; but the sense of honor was so strong in Ralph Denham that he was impressed with the oddity and grotesqueness of the question, to the momentary forgetfulness of the many important things pressing on his attention. He laughed, but checked himself so suddenly as to increase the specterlike effect of his talk. “Now, Uncas, you can live to a ripe old age if you promise to do as I say. Will you agree?" After a few seconds’ hesitation, the chief replied: “I will." “Good; then you must promise never to see this Capt. Fox again. ” “I so promise.” “You must pledge yourself and the warriors of your tribe to help the officers of the Sea Hawk should they call on you?” “I also promise that.” “And lastly you must give up all thoughts of Lea Hedges, and wish in your heart Ralph Denham was alive.” “I will never speak to Lea Hedges again; but don’t ask me the other thing,” said the chief, still consistent in his hate. Ralph now felt that the time had come to discover himself; he imagined that the chief would be delighted to find that this was not a ghost, so he leaned over the cot and said:

“Open your eyes, Uncas, and look at me.” The chief promptly obeyed. “Do I look like a dead man?” “I know you are dead.” “I am not. To-day your sister and Dinah rescued me from the vault, and here I am in the flesh.” Ralph Denham erring on the side of his own generosity made a mistake. So far Uncas was certain that he had been talking to a specter, but the moment he felt the hot breath on his cheek; realized that his hated rival was before him in the flesh; that his sister and his people had betrayed him; that all his murderous purposes were known, the frightened, fainting devil in his heart leaped into life and heated his blood like molten lava. Hissing out an oath which he had learned irom the whites, he bounded like a tiger from the cot, threw his long, strong arms about Ralph Denham, who, unpi epared for the furious onset, was borne to the floor. “You came to me dead, and I’ll make you dead!” cried the chief, the foam flying from his lips as it he were a wild animal. If Ralph Denham in his usual health was matched in strength against the Montauk, the contest would be long in doubt, but would finally be decided in favor of the white man, who had the distinguishing raee quality of endurance. Both were young, strong, active and resolute; the one acted under the destroying influence of passion, the other under the guidance of that reason which generally conquers where the contest is prolonged. But this contest did not promise to be prolonged. Ralph’s weakness alarmed himself. By a fierce effort and superior skill, he threw the Indian back, and fastening his left hand in the red swollen throat he succeeded in getting on his feet. Expert in the use of his fists about which the Indian knew no more than a woman, Ralph trie 2 hard to fell his oppenent by astrong blow, when he would have time to draw one ol his pistols, and to use it if need be. But the Indian eluded him, caught him in his mighty arms and again bore him to the earthen floor. With a quick clutch the Indian snatched the jewel-hilted dagger from the belt at his side, and he was in the act of raising it above his victim, when a tongue of flame darted from one of the chinks between the logs; the crack of a pistol rang out, and, from the shattered hand, the dagger dropped to the floor.

With a cry of rage and pain, euch as a wounded tiger gives when it turns to the jungle from which the shot came, the chief leaped to his feet and glared about him. The door was thrown open and with a smoking pistol in her hand, which she had obtained from Dinah, Untilla entered the hut. Seeing his sister and the old negress the maddened chief would have rushed upon them, so blind was his fury, had not Ralph rose straight before him with a pistol in each hand. “You hag!” roared Uncas, “and you, you falsest of sisters; this is your work,” and he held up his bleeding hand. “It is my work,” replied Untilla, with form erect and eyes blazing with a steadier and more resolute light than his own. “When the chief of the Montauks disgraces his name and the great name of Wyandaueh, then should I by right of my birth save the honor of my tribe. We have no time for words, Uncas; obey or die. Better you were dead than this disgrace should continue.”

“Out, out!” he shouted. “I am still chief of the Montauks, and I stand on the hunting ground of my fathers!” “A madman cannot be chief of the Montauks. When to-morrow’s sun has risen, our people will have disowned you and proclaimed me queen. Already I feel the power that their voices will give, and In advance I shall begin the exercise of my authority." Untilla turned to Ralph Denham and said quickly, “Do not hesitate to shoot that madman down if he does not obey me." Ralph again raised his pistols and asked: “What is the order of Untilla?” “I command that Uncas, no longer chief of the Mcntauks, lie down on the floor. ” “You hear the order; obey or I fire,” said Ralph. A glance told the chief that this was no idle threat, so he snot out another oath and obeyed. ‘Now, dot’s moah like slnse," creaked Dinah, who, divining Untilla’s purpose, groped under the bed and drew therefrom a bundle of rope and an old net, the ruin vt a fishing seine. Ralph Denham watched, while the

two women, with wonderful skill and rapidity, fastened the ropes about this unrighteous Samson. With the eaptaln's assistance they lifted the chief to the oot and arranged the scarlet uniform under his head and shoulders. Not knowing when she might be called on to exercise her skill, Dinah always went provided with herbs and rude surgical appliances. With much skill she dressed the chief’s wounded hand, whispered in an ironical way that he musn’t move about much, and then telling him that she would call professionally in the morning, she wished him refreshing sleep and pleasant dreams, and turning to Untilla and Ralph asked them if they were ready to leave. While Dinah was dressing the wounded man’s hand,, Untilla gave Ralph the disguise which Squire had sent, helped him to assume it, and, at the same time gave a careful report of what had happened at Squire Condit’s. They were about to leave the hut, when Dinah stopped suddenly and said: “Them ez loss blood hez a ’unger foh watah." From under the cot she drew an earthen pot and went out. She soon came back with the vessel full of water, and raising the chief’s head she made him drink, then she laid the pot within reach. They covered the fire with ashes, close J the door behind them, and started for Squire Condit’s. Mrs. Condit and Ellen though quite prepared for Ralph’s return, could not keep back their surprise at seeing him. They kissed him many times, and in accordance with the Squire’s strict orders, they insisted on taking him to his own room. He wanted a light, but as Squire Condit had given orders to have no light burning there, they refused. “Where is my father?” asked Ralph—he had always called him by that name, “He has gone for Valentine and Mr. Hedges, ” replied Ellen. At that moment the Squire’s step and the Squire’s voice were heard without in the garden. |TO BE CONTINUED. |

The Need of Trained Foresters.

Probably more young men do not enter this profession because we have no regular schools of landscape design, and it is consequently hard to determine how one may secure the best training. Therefore, in pointing out the probability that, for once, our demand for good artistic work may exceed the available supply, we hope to attract the serious attention not only of young men about to engage in their life’s work, but also of the directors of our educational institutions, and of liberal citizens anxious to work for the public good. The establishment of a department of gardening art in connection with one of our universities or great technical schools would be both a novel and an extremely useful way of investing money for the benefit of the American people. It might best be established, perhaps, in Boston or Cambridge, owing to the neighborhood of the Arnold Arboretum, and to the fact that a more intelligent popular interest in such matters can be noted here than elsewhere In America—doubtless because of the influence of Mr. Olmstead and Professor Sargent, and of the late H. H. Richardson, who was the first among our architects practicallx to recognize the inestimable advantage of a brotherly apcord between his profession and that of the landscape architect. But in any place where facilities for acquiring at least the rudiments of aichitectural, engineering and botaaical knowledge already exist, a school of landscape-design would be of very great public benefit —Century.

The Number of Languages.

The least learned are aware that there are many languages in the world, but the actual number is probably beyond the dreams of ordinary people. The geographer Balbi enumerated 860, which» are entitled to ba considered as distinct languages, and 5,000 which may be regarded as dialects. Adulguns, another modern writer on this subject, reckons up 3,064 languages and dialects existing, and which havje existed. Even after we have allowed either of these as the number of languages, we must acknowledge the existence of almost infinite minor diversities; for almost evAy province has a tongue more or less peculiar, and this we may wall belif ve to be the case throughout the world at large. It is said there are are little islands, lying close together in the South Sea, the inhabitants of which do not understand each other. Of the 860 distinct languages enumerated by Balbi, 53 belong to Europe, 114 to Africa, 123 to Asia, 417 to America, 117 to Oceanica—by which term he distinguishes the vast number of islands stretching between Hindostan and South America.

Hard Cider a Fiendish Tipple.

The man who sells cider doesn’t have to get a government license or purchase revenue stamps; all he needs is a keg of the fluid and a dipper and he is ready to scatter desolation and pave the avenues to drunkards’ graves at the rate of 5 cents a drink. The cider that is sold is sometimes sweet and innocent, but generally it is “hard” as a door-knob and a small quantity of it will cause a man to imagine himself a lion tamer in a striped uniform and lead him to elope with his grandmother. There is no liquor in the entire* category which will compare with hard cider! it occupies a sphere peculiarly its own; its lasting qualities are wonderful- If you get intoxicated on it in early Aianhood you may sober up in old age, but the chances are that you won’t. The headache that follows its use.is enough to make the heathen rage and the wicken imagine vain things. Something should be done to contract the powers of the dealer in hard cider. In his cheerful, offhand way he is setting traps for the feet of the young and pitfalls for the unwary. It might be possible to urge him to soften his cider without hurting his feelings.—Washington News. “I am determined not to marry Aitil I can find a lady who, as my wife, will make a good impression on society.” “That’s all very well, but s uppose the lady whom you select is equally determined not to marry until she finds a man who possesoes th? same qualification?”—Fliegende Bl«etter. Although a soldier by profession, I have never felt any sort of fondness for war, and I have never advocated it except as a means of peace.—U. S. Grant.

KILLED IN A WRECK.

RACE TRACK TRAIN MEETS AN ACCIDENT. Four Coaches of * Manhattan Beach Special Derailed Near a Tunnel-Nine Dives Crushed Out and Many Persons Are Injured. Ground to Death. Four passenger cars of a train of six cars were derailed 200 feet east of the Parkville tunnel, on the Manhattan Beach branch of the Long Island Railroad, at 5:15 o’clock Tuesday afternoon. Nine persons were killed, and so far as Is known, at least half a hundred persons werp injured. Several of ’those injured, according to the doctors who attended them, will probably die. The killed are: Oudlt, J. ROBXST, New York, policeman. Daly, Patbiok A., officer cgnneoted with the Third District Civil Court in Brooklyn. ginlay, John. utchinson, William b.. New York; crushed to death. Johnson, Fbitz E., New York; both levs fractured and body bruised. Died at Seney Hospital. McGonniqlb, J., of Philadelphia. Died at hospital. Pbingle. H. 8., New York. Quinbt, Utica, N. Y., died on way to hospital. Spink, Henbt J., city marshal at Jefferson Market Polios Court. New York. The train was composed of a Pullman car and five excursion cars, steps running along the sides. When the train started from the Sheepshead Bay race track Capt. James Sarris, of the police force on duty at the track, and some of his men, warned the passengers pot to ride upon the steps; that they might be thrown off on turning a curve. The Captain’s injunction was not regarded. Every seat was taken, and men and women crowded between the seats on the platforms and steps. The track is double, but in the tunnel the two tracks come together on a single trestle. To the south of the tunnel about one hundred yards is a dead switch. This switch is operated from a tower on the west side of the tunnel. This switch consists of two lengths of rails, and was Intended for use in preventing a collision. Should the switch tender see that two trains were likely to collide in the tunnel he could throw the west-bound train from tho track into the ditch by means of the dead switch. Switchman Was Asleep.

Switchman P. S. McGarry, 21 years old, was in charge of tho switch tower when the accident occurred. A youth with a bicycle said that as the train approached the switch tender started up from a sleep and pulled a lever, and the rumble and jar of the four derailed cars was heard. There is a ditch on the right-hand side of’the track, and the embankment rises abruptly at an angle of about 50 degrees. The men who sat on the steps at the right-hand side of the cars were jammed against the earth and their feet and legs were caught under the steps'. Engineer Barker felt the jar and applied the brakes and shut off steam, but the engine was on the other side of the tunnel when it stopped. The first three cars traveled about 150 yards from the switch before they stopped. The last three cars broke from the first car and stopped wedged up against the embankment. All along the sides .were men held fast by their feet and legs under the broken steps and under the wheels. The third car remained half upon the trestle, the rear of it swinging around against the side of the tunnel, and thumped against the brick walls. Steam escaped from the broken pipes. The’ passengers of the last three cars who were unhurt sprang to the assistance of the men held under the steps and wheels. The passengers stood upon the side of the embankment and putting their > hands up against the side of the cars lifted them after many unsuccessful attempts and pulled the pinioned and suffering out. When the car was lifted one man drew out his legs. The feet were cut off, but they hung by shreds of flesh and clothing. Women fainted and men became panic-stricken and trampled them and the children under their feet in their mad flight for safety. When the train finally stopped the coolheaded immediately began to render assistance to the wounded who lay along the track, and the injured were gathered up'ana stretched but upon the grass on the embankment. The physicians that were arriving attended to their wounds as best they could. One hundred persons, it is said, found upon this green plot a temporary hospital. Switch Operator P. S. McGarry “was arrested ana taken to Gravesend. A reporter talked with Operator McGarry after his arrest. He assured the reporter the signals and switches were all right a moment before the crash, and he could not account for the mishap, and was as much in the dark as anyone else.

LIZZIE BORDEN IS FREE.

The Accused Sinks Insensible When the Verdict Is Announced. Lizzie Borden, charged with the murder of her father and stepmother at Fall River, Mass., has been acquit-

ted in the New Bedford court, and it took the jury just one hour and thirty minutes to reach that conclusion. The trial, from the beginning, has been of unusual interest, and the scene in the .court-room while the jury was being polled ana was announcing its verdict was an impressive one. The court-room was pack-

LIZZIE BORDEN.

ed. Restless spectators drew their watches and consulted them, and little knots discussed the probable result of the jurors’ deliberation. Suddenly, amid the hum of conversation, the door through which the jurors must come opened. Perfect quiet reigned. Slowly the jurors filed to their box and resumed the seats they had vacated when retiring. The. clerk broke the silence with the poll of the jury, followed by the customary question as to whether they had agreed upon a verdict. "We have," calmly and clearly came the reply from Foreman Richards. Then followed a few seconds of awful suspense, while the assemblage leaned forward and listened to the next question.

“Gentlemen, what say you? Is the prisoner guilty or not guilty?" “Not guilty." For sixty seconds there was not a sound. Then the crowd of a thousand men and women broke into a cry of joy and approval that told the waiting thousands about the courthouse that Lizzie was a free woman. Lizzie had stood while the foreman spoke. When he had finished she started, stepped forward, put out her arms as if she would throw them about the'neck of Mr. Richards, ar d then sank to the floor lifeless. The multitude swept from the room in a minute, and there were left only the judges, the jury, the lawyers, Lizzie Borden, her sister Emma and uncle, John V. Morse. Restoratives were applied to the unconscious woman. In ten minutes she was restored, but apparently oblivious to any of her surroundings. Thi§ condition continued half an hour, during which the three judges patiently sat in their places and waited. An attending phy-

slclan said the prisoner was capable of taldng part in the forxualities necessary. The judges nodded briefly, and In three minutes Miss Borden was free. Then Chief Justice Mason stepped down from his bench, and,reaching out both hands toward Lizzie Borden, he grasped her right hand and said: “Miss Borden, your trial was a fair one; your acquittal a just verdict. Let me congratulate you." Judges Dewey and Blodgett shook hands with Lizzie. She walked out of the court-room with no deputy sheriff at her side, entered her carriage and was driven to the Old Colony depot, where she took a train for her home at Fall River. Story of the Crime. The murder of Andrew J. Borden and hl» wife, Mrs. Abbie D. Borden, is among the most atrocious crimes In the history of the country. Mr. Borden was a wealthy business man of Fall River, Mass. His first wife, the mother of his two daughters, Lizzie and Emma, died over twenty years ago. and Mr. Borden married again. On the morning of the tragedy, Aug. 4, 1992, there were five persons in the Borden homestead. Mr. and Mrs. Borden, Lizzie, the servant girl, Bridget Sullivan, and Lizzie’s uncle. John V. Morse, a brother of the first Mrs. Borden. Mr. Morse at 9 o’clock parted from Mr. and Mrs. Borden, receiving the parting injunction from the latter: “Be sure, John, and be back for dinner." At 10 o'clock Mr. Borden quitted the house, returning home about 10:30. Bridget Sullivan admitted him by the front door and says that after a few moments Mr. Borden sat down in the sitting-room. A few minutes later Lizzie oame through the sit-ting-room into the dining-room with an ironing board in hands. During this time Maggie did not know where Mrs. Borden was. Lizzie had told her that Mrs. Borden had gone out. At 10:B4 Maggie went up-stairs to lie down and had been there only ten or fifteen minutes when Lizzie called her. She hurried down and Lizzie told her that her father was dead and ordered her to summon Dr. Bowen, who lived within hailing distance of the Borden house. Dr. Borden and two other neighbors. Mrs. Russell and Mrs. Churchill, hurried over to the Borden house and stood speechless over the horribly mutilated body of Mr. Borden. The body lay on a couch in the sitting-room, with eleven gaping wounds in the head through which the blood was oozing. The left side of the face and head was hacked and chopped, the jaw was split open, and one eye rested on the cheek. From the scene of horror the spectators turned, and one of them inquired about Mrs. Borden. "I think I heard her come in," was the reply of Lizzie, and two of the visitors went upstairs to her bedroom.' There, lying face downward on the floor, the body of Mrs. Borden was found. Thirteen deep wounds disfigured her head, and a long out laid open the left oheek bone. She had been hacked as a woodsman would chop a tree. With the exception of what Lizsle Borden herself tells, this is in substance all that is known of the doings of those in the Borden house at the time of the murder. Lizzie was arrested charged with the murder, and has been acquitted.

CROP CONDITIONS IMPROVING.

Reports Compiled by the Government Show a Good Outlook. The Washington weather crop bulletin reports indicate that the west portion of the cotton region, extending from Alabama to Toxas, has been favored with fine weather, and crops in this region have been improved, although in eastern Texas cotton has been injured by wet weather. Sugar and rice plantations in some portions of eastern Louisiana are being flooded, owing to recent breaks in levees. Generally the weather has been more favorable throughout the South, where crop conditions have improved. The harvesting of wheat is progressing as far north as Central Illinois, Indiana, Kansas and Ohio, and the recent warm weather has produced normal seasonal conditions throughout the central valleys, but the season is retarded by from ten to twenty davs in the northwest and on the Pacific coast. Special telegraphic reports: Now England—Rain very heavy; beneficial to all crops, but more needed. Louisiana—Generally favorable week for cane, cotton and rice; crops somewhat grassy and need a week or more of dry weather. Illinois—Condition favorable; oats and wheat maturing rapidly. Indiana—Corn growing rapidly and fields clean; wheat maturing fast; clover yields a f ood crop; oats, rye and grasses nearly ready o cut. Ohio—Clover harvest progressed under favorable conditions; oats and rye doing well; rain needed. Michigan—Wheat improving, though a light crop: pastures and grasses, potatoes, small grains, fruits and berries are In prime condition. Wisconsin—Hay, corn and potatoes growing rapidly under high temperature. Minnesota—Rain badly needed; wheat and oat? doing fairly well; fruit prospects below the average. lowa—Corn has made rapid growth; oats and other small grain have made good progress. North Dakota—Copious showers the latter part of the week revived all grain, which is now In fine condition. South Dakota—Small grain suffering; corn doing excellently; rain needed badly. Nebraska—Corn has made rapid growth and is in excellent condition; small grain maturing rapidly, Kansas—Rainfall unequally distributed, but very good for all crops in eastern counties; unfavorable in the west. Colorado—lrrigated crops in good condition; native grass short; rain badly needed. Washington—Favorable week in the eastern but unfavorable in the western portion; wheat and other grain thriving. California—Grain crop is below the average; hops rapidly vinlng; sugar beets doing well, promising a large yield; good prospect for beans; fruit prospects favorable.

How the World Wags.

Miss Louise Ebtling committed ■ ilcide at Sedalia, Mo., by hanging. Philip Graver, a wealthy citizen of Allegheny City, Pa., committed suicide by ehooting. Tilman McGillvm was found murdered at Homer, Ind. Five bullets had entered his body. By raising 875,000, Yankton College has secured the $25,000 gift of D. K. Pearsons, of Chicago. The Canadian Pacific Is shut out of St. Paul by the refusal of the Great Northern to honor its tickets. Hiram Bowling, aged 76, and partially deaf, was killed by the limited mail at Van Wert, Ohio.

Two trainmen were Injured in a tcolllsion between a mixed train and a wild engine at Norwalk, Conn. In a row at Indian Creek, Ky., Sol Osborn, a desperado, used a rifle, and at one shot killed Joe Short and Jim Mullins. Louise Dabrosky, aged 6, fired her father’s barn at Bay City, Mich., while playing with matches, and was burned to death. The Pope’s encyclical on the school question has been received by Cardinal Gibbons. Its contents are awaited with interest by the clergy. C. W. Mosher, ex-presldent of the wrecked Capital National Bank of Lincoln, Neb., pleaded guilty to falsifying the records and books. Through an error of government surveyors, a strip of Texas land embracing 75,000 acres was included within the boundaries of Oklahoma. ‘An attempt of Kansas Farmers’ Alliances to regulate wages of farm hands was frustrated by threats of prosecution under the anti-trust law. As A result of a quarrel of long standing over a line fence, William Kuykendall, a Missouri farmer, killed W. H. Smith and then shot himself.

Mayor Bowe, of Fredericksburg, Va.. has extended an invitation to the Society of the Army of the Potomac to hold their reunion next year in that city. A mob at Sioux City had nearly lynched John Olmar when he was rescued by the police. He had forcibly entered many dwellings and acted indecently. The suicide of Franklin B. Daniels, of the Boston wholesale clothing firm of Daniels & Smith, precipitated the failure of the concern. The liabilities are $150,000. The Cerneau Northern Jurisdiction Masonic litigation pending for some time in the Ohio Supreme Court has been dropped, the seven Cerneau Masons who were pushing it asking that it be dismissed.

DEATH IN THE RING.

SEVEN KILLED IN A CIRCUS TENT. Dozen* of Others dre Knocked Senseless and Some Terribly Injured by the Fiery Stream and the Subsequent Panic Among the Audience. Lightning’s Awful Work. A terrific thunderstorm raged in the vicinity of River Falls, Wis., Wednesday afternoon. Rain fell in sheets and great floods of water formed almost in an instant in tho streets. Ringling’s circus was showing in the edge of a grove about a quarter of a mile from the center of the town. The circus proper had just finished its performance, and, as the concert was about to begin, a number of people who did not care to attend the latter wore making their way through the menagerie tent, when a terrific bolt of lightning struck one of the center poles of the menagerie tents, and more than fifty people were prostrated. Seven were killed instantly, and others were injured by the shock. The scene of consternation which followed when the survivors realized the extent of the fatality surpasses description. When men ana women surged toward the scene, and it was only bv the exercise of rare presence of mind on the part of Messrs. Ringling and their employes that a serious and probably total stampede was averted. The Ringlings did everything possible to alleviate the sufferings of the injured. Rough canvasmen, stake drivers, and animal attendants vied with one another in their attentions to the wounded. Stretched on the ground were four fullgrown men and three boys, all dead, and as soon us anything like order could be restored they were recognized as follows:

The Dead. Aldbidge, Oubtis. 14 yezr.i old. Dean, O. A., married, farmer, Kltmikinnlck Township. Glenlennino, J. A., married, Town Clerk of Oak Grove. Glendennino, Leslie, 12 years old, a son of J A. Glondenning. Mapes, Clabk, married, a farmer of Clifton Township. Reynolds, Eugene, unmarried, carpenter. Hmith, Ohableb, 12 years old, a son of Wallace Smith. The bodies of the dead were taken to the village engine house. Some of tho bodies were badly scorched, but tho majority presented no external evidence of the shock. Death was absolutely instantaneous in all cases except that of young Doan. lira to aud Uuinau Terror.

The effect of tho shock was terrific For a moment after the echoes of the crash subsided there was an instant of ominous and intense silence, more painful and impressive than the loudest peals of thunder. Every occupant of the great canvas —bird, brute and human—was gasping with expectant horror. Tho shriek of a woman was the first sound to break the tense and terrible stillness, which, though but momentary, seemed prolonged beyond endurance. Then a little girl caught sight of tho blackened face of one of tho dead boys—her cousin—who had brought her to the circus and bought her the bag of peanuts and the bar of candy which she still clutched in her chubby palms. Instantly she became a palpitant center of terror. Her incoherent screams, horrible beyond description, seemed to awaken every occupant of the tept from a state of somnolence to a vivid but confused realization that something awful had befallen them. A score of women started from their a in tjie higher portions of tno itneater, and would have crushed those below them, or fallen headlong, had not the press agent of the show stepped into the ring and commanded them to sit down. It was a timely, clear-headed act which no doubt averted a serious panic. His example was quickly followed by various men , throughout the audience. I The next moment, however, all was confusion again. Such a roar as few have ever heard from the mouth of a lion outside of his native den was sent forth by the king of the cage. He was joined oy his entire family, and the terrible din was taken up by the tigers, the hyenas, and apparently by every beast in tho large menagerie.

STANFORD IS DEAD.

Heart Failure Caueei the Demise ot th* California Senator. The death of Senator Leland Stanford, the most noted of Californians of the present day, occurred at his magnificent Palo Alto residence Tuesday night. For many months his corpulency had increased so rapidly that it was with th e utmost difficulty that he could walk. He was warned some time ago that he must enter upon the most severe treatment or invite the most serious results from a neglect to do so. But he shrank from beginning such a course and delayed it from month to month until about six weeks ago, when he suffered himself to be subjected to a most rigid course of dieting. From that time until his death he was allowed to partake of nothing but chopped moat and hot water. He was much encouraged by the results of this heroic treatment and began to hope that it would not be long before he might again return to his public and philanthropic enterprises. Within a few days of his death, however, a stiffness of his joints and increasing weakness warned him that his hopes of recovery might prove deceptive. During the afternoon of the last day of his life he ordered up his carriage, was driven about his stock farm, retiring at about 10:15 in the evening. At 12 o’clock the household was aroused by the Senator’s valet, who had gone tp the Senator’s chamber and found him fast in the quiet slumber of death. Heart failure is given us the direct cause of his death. Senator Stanford was born in Watervliet, Albany County, N. ¥., March 9, 1824. He was admitted to the bar and began the practice of law at Port Washington, Wis., 1849. He was married to Jane Lathrop at Albany, N. ¥., 1850. He removed to California and engaged in mining in 1852. In 1860 he was a delegate to the National Republican Convention that nominated for President Abraham Lincoln, of whose nomination he was an earnest advocate. He was elected Governor of California in 1861, elected President of the Central Pacific Railroad Company in 1871 and elected United States i senator from California in 1885 and re- ’ elected in 1891. He was ohe of the millionaires of the Pacific slope and a man of great benevolence. His son died a few years ago, and in his memory the I senator endowed with 820,000,000 the ! great California school which is t known as the Leland Stanford Jr. i university. Ex-President Harrison i has accepted the law chair of the school, which was offered him after the expiration of his term of office. Senator Stanford was better known as a horseman than either a politician or millionaire. His fancy for horses was a prominent feature in his character from boyhood, and nothing was ever allowed to stand in the way of its gratification.

THE body of an unknown murdered man was found in the river at Topeka, Kan., a stone being attached to his body by a surveyor’s chain.

INDIANA INCIDENTS.

SOBER OR STARTLING, FAITHFULLY RECORDED. An Interesting Summary of the More Important Doings of Our Neighbors—Weddingsand. Deaths—Crimes. Casualties and General News Notes. Condensed State News. Washington Brunemer, a farmer near Franklin, was killed by lightning. Charles Wallick of Peru, was perhaps fatally hurt while making a blast. The Frankton Land and Improvement Company has closed another deal for a large tract of land. Four valuable horses belonging to Hon. Anthony Stevenson, of Spencer County, were killed by lightning. The Muncie City Council has ordered the dummy street railway system, now partly in use in that city, abolished. A child of J. L. Thurston at Albany, was badly injured by getting hold of a can of concentrated lye and eating it. The work of laying rails on the Chicago and Central Indiana Electric Railway, it is said, will begin in thirty days. John Dalton of Mitchell, a bridge carpenter on tho Little Monon, was killed by timbers falling on him. He has a wife and child. Charles Gartz, proprietor of the City bakery, one of Madison's best citizens, aged 60, fell dead of heart disease while riding in his buggy. Wheat harvesting has begun in the southern and some of tho central counties of tho State. Several places report the yield good, and some say it is excellent.

The Big Four Railway has compromised the S2S,<XX) damage suit brought by Charles Hurlbut, Wabash, for $2,000, and the $15,000 suit brought by George Fanner for SSOO. William Itoss, a driver in No. 0 Block Coal Company mine at Brazil, while at work moving some cars in the entry, was caught by a heavy fall of slate and badly mashed. He will probably die. Ross Cohoon, a prominent business man of Crawfordsville, attempted to jump out of a buggy to which a runaway horse was attached, and struck hla head against the wheel, causing concussion of tho brain. E. H. Staley has sold his half-lnterost In tho Elwood Free Press to Frank Snlvely for 81,750. Snlvely has been employed as local man on tho paper for some time. The firm will now bo known as Van Arsdal and Snlvely. John Ayebs, engaged In construction work for tho Western Union Telegraph Company at Anderson, was caught by a falling pole, some three weeks ago, and partially paralyzed. Ho has now commenced suit against tho company for 810,000 damages. A sensational suicide occurred In Anderson. John Morlarity, a prisoner In the county jail, who was bela for killing Carl Streets in cool blood on the afternoon of April 10 on tho public square, did not have tho strength to face his trial, and hanged himself. George Raber, aged 20, was found (load in an alley near his home at Paragon. He bad been on a protracted spree for several weeks, and took poisonous drugs In overdoses. He was a practicing dentist and well thought of, being a son of Philip Raber. John Williams of Converse, had his hand badly mangled. Morphine was administered by tno surgeon who dressed the wounds, and he became unconscious under tho influence of the drug and remained so tor several hours. He Is in a serious condition. At Madison, Frank Hill’s livery stable, valued at $7,000, was destroyed by flro. It was not insured. Charles Cumbach’s residence and shoe store, adjoining, were slightly damaged. Insured. Dr. Curtis, tho veterinary surgeon, was thrown by a horse and badly hurt.

Stella Lowe, the 3-year-old daughter of Riley a section hand on the Big Four, living at Waldron, was playing with some matches and set fire to her dress. Her clothing was burned from her body and one side from head to foot was virtually cooked. There is no hope of recovery. At Noblesville, Anna Mahan, 14 years old, committed suicide by swallowing carbolic acid. After swallowing the dose she told her father she had taken something to kill herself and asked him to smell her breath. She died in fifteen minutes, and before a physician could be procured. The east-bound passenger on the Big Four ran into a large stone that had been rolled on the track near Waynetown. The engineer saw the rock in time to chock up, and saved a bad wreck. The place was on a high embankment, well selected by the wouldbe train-wreckers for a dreadful catastrophe.

The following, patents have been awarded to citizens of Indiana: Charles Anderson, assignor to South Bend Iron Works, South Bend, sulky plow; Robert Baker, Dayton, sash fastener; Thomas M. Bales, Dublin, fanning mill; George N. Cleveland, Freelandsville, corn harvester; Frederick W. Frank, assignor of one-half to H. Lorenz, Indianapolis, caster; Isaac P. Osborn, Florida, fence; William A. Walker, Evansville, parlor game. As Mrs. Allen Emerick, wife of a prominent fanner residing south of Wabash, was driving to Wabash, her horse took fright on the hill and ran away. The buggy upset and Mrs. Emerick was thrown out, and received a kick in the head, the hoof of the ■frightened horse laying open her forehead, cutting the temporal artery and inflicting a frightful wound. She was unconscious when picked up, and lying at the point of death. She is about sixty-five years old. Petkb Weidman, a stockman, enroute to Chicago from Louisville with a carload of horses, was killed at Greencastle. He had left the train to get a lunch, and in climbing the ladder on bis return was struck by the crane of the water tank as the train pulled out. His home was at Peoria, 111.

John Gear, section foreman, and Jack Cain, both of Liberty, attempted to board a passing freight train and were drawn under the wheels and killed. Both were terribly mangled. They were good citizens, and their sudden death is a great shock. Both leave families. The Eureka Land Company at Muncie was incorporated with a capital stock of $200,000, and purchased one thousand acres at Selma, six miles eastof Muncie, sot a boom. While on her way to visit friends Mrs. Margarette Flynn, living about seven miles southeast of Bedford, met a stranger who assaulted her. Her screams promptly brought assistance and the fellow who claims his name is Haymond Creem, was taken to Bedford. After t preliminary trial he was placed in jail t« await the term of court, provided the woman’s friends do not interfere. Creens claims to be an ex-convict, having served various terms, but refuses to disclose anj further identification. . _ • .