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AT WAR WITH HERSELF.

The Story of a Woman's Atonement, by Charlotte M. Braeme. CHAPTER xm— Continued. The sun shining into her roam awoxe her. Her first thought was of Sir Bertram. The incidents of the day before seemed like «a distant, half-be-wildered dream. Was it all true? Ah, yes! There were the daphnes, there, too, in her heart was the same strange, sweet music that bewildered while it delighted her. The world seemed s* fair that morning; the sun was brighter than it had ever ijeen. Lady Fanshawe looked in wonder at the lovely young fa*a that greeted her with such a kindly, happy smile. “Where are you going to-day, auntie 1 ?” she asked, as they sat down to the luxurious breakfast table. “Have you forgotten, Leonie? The carriage is ordered for two. We are going to Lady Seagrove’s fete at Chiswick.” Again the young Countess’ first thought was a wonder as to whether Sir Bertram would be there. She would have liked to ask Lady Fanshawe if it was probable, but she could not utter his name. “The Duchess is sure to be there,” continued Lady Fanshawe, “and Lord Falcon, too. I should not be surprised, Leonie, if you were married in your first season. ” “I should,” she replied, with a gay little laugh. “Ah, auntie, when the world is no bright, why spoil it by speaking ol such serious things?” “Young ladies do not generally consider that love and marriage spoil the beauty of the world,” observed Lady Fanshawe. “Now tell Florette that you must excel yourself to-day. Many girls look pretty in a ball-room who are not so pleasing in the daylight and sunshine. You look equally well in both.” CHAPTER XIV. Lady Seagrove was the happy possessor of a grand old mansion at Chiswick. The grounds attached to it were extensive and beautiful; some of the finest trees in England were to be found there—stately oaks and spreading cedars, chestnut trees that were magnificent when in bloom, magnolias that filled the air around with perfumes, silver birches, aspens, copper beeches that looked like burnished gold in the sun. From the grounds there were some beautiful views of the river. Pretty seats and garden chairs had'been placed under the trees. Once during every season Lady Seagrove gave a grand fete in the grounds, and it was eagerly anticipated and enjoyed. After crowded theaters, heated ballrooms and their artificial atmosphere, it was refreshing to see nothing but green foliage and blooming flowers. Fair faces looked fairer in the sunlight, people were less artificial, less ceremonious there.

. Lady Charnleigh was queen of the fete, as she had been queen of the ball. She looked daintily beautiful in her dress of rich Indian muslin, with its trimmings of costly lace; a pretty little hat shaded her lovely face, and gave a coquettish appearance that did not usually distinguish her. She looked around her, but did not see the one face and figure that had haunted her all night. As soon as she appeared Lady Charnleigh was surrounded by a little knot of courtiers; first and foremost was Lord Falcon, who watched her delighted face with a smile. “Is this the first fete you have attended. Lady Charnleigh?” he asked, when, after great maneuvering he had secured a seat by her side. “Yes,” she replied. “I thought so; your face tells your every thought as plainly as your lips speak them.” “Then I must train my face,” she said. “It is very inconvenient to have one’s thoughts guessed.” Lord Falcon sighed. “Why do you sigh?” she asked, simply. “I was thinking that the fairer and more dainty the bloom, the more easily it is brushed from the flower. I was wondering if a few seasons in town would make you as artificial and worldly as other girls.” “I am worldly now, she said, with a low, rippling laugh; “that is, I love the world and everything in it.” “That is not being wordly, Lady Charnleigh,” he rejoined, half sadly; then he looked at her in wonder —a beautiful light had come into those violet eyes, a sudden flush to the fair face. The flush died away, leaving the face pale, with the least possible quiver. He had his own share of vanity, and believed that his words had moved her. How could he guess that in the far distance, between the waving foliage, she had seen the grand Saxon head and fair, handsome face of Sir Bertram Gordon? All the serene and beautiful calm was over. Her heart beat, her whole soul was engrossed with one idea — would he learn that she was there? Would he come to speak to her? She said to herself that Lord Falcon, the greatest match in England, was a most tiresome man. She wondered why he persisted in sitting there talking nonsense and looking at her. while the young lord from her silence began to hope that at last he was making some impression upon her. “I would make her an offer at once, ” he thought to himself, “but that mv mother so strongly advises me to wait. ” “I wish he would go away,” thought Lady Charnleigh; “then perhaps Sir Bertram might see me.” She sat in silence some minutes longer, and then silence and inactivity became a torture to her. What if he should leave the grounds without seeing her? What if he should go away and she should never see him again? . “I wish to find Lady Fanshawe,” she said, rising; and Lord Falcon, to his annoyance, saw that the interview was ended. They found Lady Fanshawe deep in conversation with the Duchess; from the well-pleased faces of both, the subject had evidently been satisfactory. Then Falcoln left the heiress with a bow, inwardly resolving that the time phould be as short as possible before he made her bis wife. Then, oh, then Wie sun grew brighter, a deeper, fuller beauty fell on flower and tree, for Sir Bertram had seen her, and he was coming. Bright, sweet roses on her face, welcomed him, smiles for which some men would have bartered their life greeted him. “I have been looking for you.” he said, gently; and then it seemed to her that they went straight away into paradise. They left the Duchess and Lady Fanshawe together; silently they went down a long avenue of blossoming lime trees, too happy for words. They did not need speech to reveal their happiness in beiDg once more together. She asked him some commonplace question at last, and then they talked long and earnestly. How she hung upon each word that came from his lips! It was “the very honey of eloquence,” she thought; everything he said struck her as being so true, so original; the very foundation of his

character appeared to be truth. He was describing some adventure that he had met with years ago, when he happened to mention Captain Flemvng’s name; she looked up at him with a glance of wondering pleasure. “Do you mean my kinsman —if so distant a relation may bear the title? Is that the Paul Flemyng who would have had Crown Leighton but for me?” “Yes,” he said. “I had forgotten for the mcment, Lady Charnleigh. I trust the mention of his name is not displeasing to you.” “Oh, no; why should it be? I should like to see him and know him." “I knew him well before he went abroad,” said Sir Bertram. “Tell me more of Paul Flemyng,” she said; “I should like to hear of him. I am entirely alone in the world, and he is like a relative, though he is only my fourth or fifth cousin. “What can I tell you, Lady Charnleigh? It may interest you to hear that there is a rumor that his regiment is coming home: - “I am so glad!” she cried. "Of course, I love Crown Leighton very dearly, but.l always feel sprry for him that he has lost it. Was it a great trouble to him?” “I do not fancy that he would let it trouble him,” replied Sir Bertram. “You do not know him, Lady Charnleigh; he has a grand soul—a hero’s soul—as fa? 1 above all all greed, as the stars are above the earth. He realizes that one line of Tennyson’s, ‘Truest friend and noblest foe.’ ” She looked at him with wondering eyes. “Do you love him?” she asked. “Men do not use that wordjwhen they speak of each other. Paul Flemyng was my friend."' She walked on some minutes in silence; then she looked at him with tears in her eyes. “I wish Paul Flemyng would take half my fortnne,” she said; “I feel as though I had wronged him; yet I could not help being ‘next of kin’— could I?” “Certainly not. You are sure to have those feelings—you are generous and sensitive; when you know Paul you will understand and feel sure that he would not purchase his prosperity at any risk of yours.” CHAPTER XV. There was an unusual stir in the military world; fresh troops were sent to Canada, new regiments to India, and in the general movement it happened that Paul Flemyng’s regiment was summoned to England instead of proceeding to the East. It happened still more strangely that their place of destination was the pretty town of Weildon, not far from Crown Leighton. > Captain Flemyng, who had leave of absence, intended to spend the latter part of the season in London. General Sir Huntley Dacre, who was the very happy owner of a very fine town mansion, made the same reselve. “It will not be like parting, ” said Ethel Dacre, when Paul came to bid her adieu. “We shall meet again in London.” And Captain Flemyng, all unconscious of the loving heart so sorely troubled for him, went on his way to London, wondering what the difference would have been had Crown Leighton been his. He received the warmest of welcomes—all the warmer and more kindly that people knew how calmly he had suffered a keen disappointment. His only puzzle was which of the numerous invitations lavished upon him he should select; he decided at length upon an independent course, and took apartments near Piccadilly. In this way he would please himself as to whither he might go and what he might do. One of the first invitations he accepted was to Lady Denham’s garden party a species of entertainment quite new to him. It was arranged that Claude Denham, her ladyship’s son and heir, should drive him down. Lady Denham had a beautiful house, surrounded bv magnificent grounds on the banks of the Thames.

“You will see some of the handsomest women in London at my mother’s garden party,” said the hopeful heir of the Denhams; “and for my part, I consider a reallv handsome woman the finest work of creation. What do you say, Captain Flemyng?” “I have the greatest reverence for all women,” he replied, gravely, “but the question of beauty is not one that has hitherto interested me." “I think all women ought to be goodlooking. 1 cannot see why they are not. ” “They are,” asserted the young soldier, in perfect good faith. “I have never yet seen a woman’s face that had not something beautiful and true in it.” Claude Denham laughed aloud. “For Utopian ideas commend to me a soldier who has been abroad. I will show you a face to-day, Captain Flemyng, worth coming all the way from Malta to see. ’’ They made their way to Lady Denham, who professed herself delighted to see Captain Flemyng. “You will find many of your old friends here,” she said. “Sir Bertram Gordon has been inquiring anxiously as to when you were coming.” “Now for the face I told you of,” said Claude to Paul. “I do not see the lady at pijpsent; but wherever you notice two or three men looking as though they were moon-struck, be sure she is not far off.” They passed through several alleys under long rows of branching limbs, and across a smooth greensward. “Surely she is come,” said Claude. “I know that my mother relied on her as the great attraction of the day. Ah!” he continued, with a little cry of admiration, “there she is! Now confess that in all your travels you have never seen a picture so fair!” Paul Flemyng looked, and what he saw remained engraved on his heart until his dying day. Before him was a large white acacia-tree in full flower, its white blossoms falling where the wind carried them; underneath its branches was a pretty rustic seat, with the golden sunlight falling on the loveliest face ever dream of artist imagined—a face so bright, so fair, so tender, so radiantly lovely, so happy, that he was dazzled by it as a child who looks rashly at the sun. He saw violet eyes full of light, and golden hair that seemed to have made the sunbeams captive. A shining mass of palest pink silk and white lace draped the perfect figure and fell in sweeping folds: a little white lace bonnet a marvel of art, with one pale pink rose, crowned the golden head. The girl's beautiful face was bent over some white acacia blossoms that had been gathered for her. “There, ” said Claude Denham, triumphantly—“have you ever seen anything like that?” But Captain Flemyng made no answer. He did not know who she was; she might be _ a royal princess, she might be a singer, an actress, cr a duchess, he did not care—she was his ideal woman found at last. His life in that moment grew complete; it was as though he had found something for which he had looked long and anxiously; it was such a face, bright as the stars, and lovely beyond comparison, as he had dreamed of, but had never teen. 1 “Who is she?” he asked at length. “J. was waiting for the question. She

1 Is no less a personage than leonie, Countess of Charnleigh, at this moment assuredly the mo6t popular and eagerly courted lady in the three Kingdoms. You would like an introduction to her?” “Not just yet,” he replied. He wanted time to collect himself, to drink in the marvelous loveliness of that face, to watch the graceful movements of the little white hands —time to still the rapid beating of his heart, to quiet the thrilling of every nerve. Claude Deo* ham gave a keen, sharp glance at hid face, and then turned aside with a laugh. “Where there are lights there will be moths; but I did not expect to see you so easily caught,” he said; but Capt. FLmyng never even heard his words. His whole heart, his whole soul had gene from him—he stood there, as it were, without life, so intent, so earnest was his gaze. So, for a long period, did Paul Flemyng stand aloof, watching the beautiful girl whose smiles were so eagerly courted, and then Lady Denham passed by. He went to her -and spoke anxiously. “Of course I will,” replied her ladyship—“come with me. She led him through the little group of courtiers, and said: ‘JLady Charnleigh, allow me to introduce to you Capt. Paul Flemyng, who has just returned from Malta. Lady Charnleigh looked up with .a statt of amazement, that did not escape those around her. The color on her exquisite faoe paled, and a shadow came into her eyes as she repeated the name. “Captain Flemyng,” she said, “welcome home.” She dropped the white acacia blossoms and held out her hand to him. She did not notice afterward that he picked up one of those flowers, as a miser does gold. “You have taken me by surprise. I heard that you were coming home, but I did not know that it would be so soon. ” He looked at her dazzled, as though a wave of warm sunlight had fallen at his feet, and was unable, from very excess of emotion, to answer her; he felt when the silvery voice ceased to speak as though a strain of sweet music had parsed away. * “When did you return?” she asked, seeing that he was deeply agitated and mistaking the cause. “Last week,” he replied, making a great effort to control himself. “And you have never been to sea me!” she continued. “I shall scold you. Shall we walk down to the river?” The gentleman who had been talking to her drew back; Paul bowed low. “Will you give me your arm?” she said. “I shall not allow you to treat me as a stranger. ” She laid her little hand, so exquisitely gloved, on his arm, and his heart beat as it had never done before—so violently, indeed, that his face flushed. Far more bravely than he walked by the side of this young girl had he stood before the guns of the enemy. [TO BE CONTINUED. |

GERMAN ANNALS.

1701. Frederick 111. assumed the title of King of Prussia and crowned him: elf. 1702. The beginning of the war of the Spanish succession; victories of Marlborough. 1718. The empire increased by conquests in the East; parts of Turkey annexed. 1722. The Pragmatic Sanction published by Charles 111., settling the crown on Maria Theresa. 1740. Maria Theresa became Queen of Hungary; very threatening outlook. 1740. Accession of Frederick the Great, who made Prussia one of the leading powers. 1741. Maria Theresa attacked by Prussia, France, Bavaria, and Saxony, supported by Great Britain. 1748. Peace of Aix la Chapelle; Italian provinces ceded to Spain. 1756. The seven years’ war began between Prussia and Austria and their allies. 1757. Frederick won the battles of Prague and ftosbach and was defeated at Kolin. 1763. Peace at Hubertsberg closed the seven years’ war; Prussia gained Silesia. 1766. Lorraine ceded to France as the result of the last war. 1772. Prussia took part in the first partition of Poland. 1782. Joseph 11. agreed to the dismemberment of Poland and so increased the limits of the empire. 1795. The second partition of Poland consented to by Francis I.; accomplished. 1797. The treaty of Campio Formio; Lombardy given to France and Venetia to Austria. 1801. The number of the imperial electors, formerly eight, increased to ten. 1801. Treaty of Luneville; the Austrian Empire sustained great diminution. 1803. Ruinous concessions made to France by the Emperor; great diminution of territory. 1804. Francis H. assumed the title of Emperor of Austria. 1805. Battle of Ulm; Austrian army surrounded and surrendered; Vienna capitulated to Napoleon; overthrow of Austrians and Russians at Austerlitz.

STRIKES.

1867. Several murders and other outrages paid for by William Broadhead, Secretary to the Sawgrinders’ Union, Sheffield, England. Notable trials and great excitement. 1867. A commission appointed by Parliament to inquire into the constitution of trades and labor unions. 1867. An act passed by Parliament to establish councils of conciliation to adjust differences between workingmen and their employers. 1867. Strike among English journeymen tailors; most were idle from April to October; a failure. 1868. Labor unions formed in Switzerland and Austria on same models as those of Great Britain. 1868. Workingmen of the same trade allowed to form societies in France, provided they abstained from politics. 1868. Trades unions after the Enflish model established in Germany, ranee and other countries 1868. Great strike of English colliers; 40,000 men involved; partial success. 1869. General strike in North England cotton mills; in every cas3 tho men returned to work at former figures or less. 1869. Serious riots in Wales caused by the minors’ hatred of unpopular Superintendents; suppressed by dragoons. 1869. An act of Parliament passod to protect the funds of labor unions from embezzlement. 1869. The first Trades Union Annual Congress held. Regular meetings ever since. 1869. Much interest caused by the publication of Thornton’s book on labor, in which he maintained that the efforts of trades unions raised the price of labor, and estimated that the increase to the aggregate wages of the workingmen of Great Britain was £9,000,000 a year.

HOME AND THE FAEM.

A DEPARTMENT MADE UP FOR OUR RURAL FRIENDS. An Agricultural Journal Advocates the CoOperative System on the Farm • IJglit Shoes for Horses—How to Keep Apples— Grow More Fruit. Etc. Dividing Profits With Farm Help. The co-operative system is adapted successfully in many kinds of business. The modification of it which gives to the lalborer a certain proportion of the profits without requiring the workman to share the los-es of the business, is certainly a benefit to the laborer. Of course under such conditions the proportion that the workingman would get must be much smaller than when he is made a full partner. But it is often on the farm equally an advantage to the farmer. Perhaps some one with turn for a Joke jnay regard this as tantalizing the laborer, luring him on by profits sure not to be realized. Suppo e it is, this is the condition under which the farmer himself of ton works and if he is fit for his business it makes his time Jjnd labor worth more than that of any man ho can employ at stated wages. If by even an illusory stimulation a farmer can get his hired man to be as careful of trifles and as earnest in preventing wastes as the farmer himself is, ho can well afford at the end of the season to pay the hired man something extra for it There is altogether too much eye service on American farms: good work only while the employer is present or working with his men. Any plan that will help to secure good work all the time is to be commended. American Cultivator. For Ringing Ilogs. To hold hogs for ringing make a box without ends, 6 feet long, 30 inches high, 18 inches wide inside measure. Box has a strong frame at front end to which the boards are nailed. The upper and lower slats of the frame are double and between them a strong lever has free play. For large or small hogs two pins are

BOX FOR RINGING HOGS.

set in the lower slat, against which the lever can bear. The pins do not go through the lever. Place the box at the door of a pen, aud tw > men are required to tend it and ring the hogs. One man catches the hog just back of the head as it trios to pass through; the second man rings it. The lever is raised and the hog is let RO. A Cheap extern. A Pennsylvania farmer tells The National Stockman how he built a cheap cistern. He struck a circle seven feet in diameter, then dug down three feet, then another circle one foot less in diameter and dug three feet further and broke down the sides to a slope; then with a livefoot circle he went another three feet and cut away again, making the cistern In the form of a jug. The sides and bottom were plastered with cement directly on the clay, and the top was arched over with brick packed j up with sand and cement, and a tile was put in to act as an overflow pipe about eighteen inches from the top. ,As the average diameter would be a more than six feet, it would require nearly seven barrels of water for each foot in depth below the overflow pipe, ever fifty barrels when the water was seven and one half feet deep. His figures for the cost were: Two days’ labor, $2; one half day of mason, $1; t\yo barrels of cement, $2.50, 400 brick, 32.40; total,: $7.90. j It has been in use ten years and is as good as ever excepting near the top, where he allowed it to free/e, and the cement cracked and pulled off, which could have been prevented by covering with straw or other material. Light Shoes for Young Horses. The most careful horse breeders arc igreed that the lighter the shoe and the less it is worn the better. In a recent address before an English agricultural society. Prof. Axe discussed the subject, deprecating the blundering management of the feet of horses. Often fine animals are ruined hy being caused to wear their shoes too early and too long. Standing in the stab’e a long time is liable to cause lameness and could be avoided by taking off the shoe* and substituting soft leather. lied-hot shoes should not be apDlied to the foot of a horse at anytime. Jn plowing, cultivating, and many other farm operations a horse will walk ten to twenty miles a day and advances about four feet at a step. At each step the horse lifts half a pound extra on its two feet, 667 pounds in every mile. In a day’s work of fifteen mile 3 the horse would lift 9,900 pounds extra* or nearly five tons. If the force required to lift this five tons of iron could be expended in the work the horse is doing much more could be accomplished. In the light of these facts is it any wonder that when youog horses begin to wear shoes they soon become leg weary, have their steps shortened and acquire a slow walking gait Keepln; Apple*. Probably cold storage affords as convenient and sure a method of keeping apples as could be adopted, but that is a mode that cou!d hardly be adopted by tbe average farmer, and so be must devise some other method that comes within his reach. Where it can be had as well as not, a cellar that could be devoted exclusively to apples would be desirable, so as to regulate the temperature to as low a point as possible without endangering the fruit. Toe trouble with most bouse cellars, unless they are arranged so as to regulate the temperature, Is, that they are too

warm; so warm in fact as to hasten on tne fruit beyond maturity and to the point of decay and then there 19 no help for the condition. The chief trouble In keeping apples is to hold the fruit as long as possible at the point of maturity, and if this can bo accomplished by a temperature at the freeing point and as stoadily held there as possible, there will be no trouble about the fruit keeping. For the Cabtmga Worm. Farmers and gardeners know how | destructive cabbage worms are to the | growing crop. In fact, year after year farmers lose thousands of dollars from the loss of cabhage destroyed by worms. A simple remeay has been wanting, one that people would adopt, as the insecticides so extensively used contain poisons which deter the consumers of cabbage from trying them. An old grower has recommended the use of a tablespoonful of saltpeter to three gallons of water sprinkled over the plants. This will knock the cabbage worms aud save the crop it is simple, safe, and cheap and will prove satisfactory if thoroughly applied. When to Sow Timothy Send. It. is usual t > sow the timothy seed with the, grain In the fall,, "but not through the same spouts as the seed. There is a separate sowing apparatus for the grass seed to avoid burying it too deeply, it is better to sow the grass seed by hand after tho grain is put in, and while the soil is loose and soit, than to drill it with the grain. The grass seed may be sown In the spring with the clover, if this is to be sown, and a light, sloping-tooth harrow may be run over tho land without damage, but with benefit to the grain. This is doubtless the safer way.

Orchard Ur>n for Slicep. Herbert W. Mum ford of Michigan, writes in tlie American Sheep Breedor that orchard grass makes better feed for sheep than does any other, affording from a third to a half more feed on the same land, it needs pretty close pasturing to keep it from sending up Its seed stems; but if these are kept down it does best where kept in pasture for a number of years, t.be first season’s growth being apt to be in patches. For this reason it is a good plan to seed clover with the orchard grass. As tho clover dies out the grass will come iu and take Its place. Can Be Kept Clean. , The question is sometimes raised whether it is possible to always keep wooden dairy utensils perfectly clean. It is not good policy to let milk stand for any length of time in wooden pails or receptacles, but wooden churns and butter-workers are all right, and can be kept perfectly sweet and bacterla-proof by the use of lots of hot water. t Value of Wood Allies. Do not underestimate the value of the wood ashes produced on the farm and so let them go to waste. They are valuable in the garden, and for corn and wheat as well, and the value of a liberal application of them will bo seen for years. Keep covered until you are ready to apply them to the land, so that they do not leach. Permanont Pastures. Permanent pastures may be made with one species of grass only, „but their feeding value is much increased by having a variety. The varieties should be selected with a regard to their habits of growth, as hardihood, durability, the part of the season during which they grow and the feeding value of each. Grow More Fruit, To be sure, there aro apple trees on most farms, but apples are but one kind of fruit, and there is not one bushel of pears, cherries, or plums, not to mention grapes and berries, grown where there ought to be 100, and could be, too, with a little effort —American Farmer. A Quick Renovator. If you have some land which has been made poor by the growing of successive grain crops, plow it and sow early in the spring a crop of peas to bo turned under. This is one of the quickest renovators among all our green crops that may bo used for that purpose. Short Furrow*. You can never win your boy’s love with a big elm switch. iF you have to bite at every bait you see you had better have a guardian appointed. Some men are poor because there is a shady side to a hedge row in the summer lime. The time to pray for good crops is when you are vigorously stirring the soil with good plows. He who permits his farm maehin. ery to rot in the fence corners makes a first class “Calamity howler.” When you get very angry and feel like saying or doing something real rash, just stand ouone foot till you get over it. The sun shines upon the just, and the unjust alike, but the former sees a beauiy in its rays which the latter can never discern.

The Cheery Hearth.

A certain wise old lady said, recently: “I always judge a woman by the hearth she keeps. Show me the fire she sits by, and I’ll tell you her charartea” She was right, as you know if you think a minute. From time immemorial the cheery hearth has been a smbol of home and its comforts, but when it is disorderly, unswept, or choked with ashes, it ceases to be a Joy or a luxury. The room may be poor, and the fire a tinv one, but it the dog-irons are bright and erect, the poker, tongs, and shovel marshalled side by side in military order, the hearth swept clean, the bricks as red as scrubbing brush can make them, and the Are blazing cheerily, the scantiness of the furniture will not matter, and home will seem the dearest place on earth. When a man does try to be good, and takes care of the baby, his wife complains that he will be the death of the child tae waj he handles it If a man should act when he is alone like he does when he is in a crowd, the police would arrest- .him for disorderly conduct.

THE UTE INDIANS' HEAVEN.

A Happy Hunting Ground of Kndless Dancing and Feasting. The Ute Indians believe that one God, or Great Spirit, rules all the Indians, and that he desires his children to be mighty hunters and brave warriors. They believe that their code of morals came from this Great Spirit, and that war is a good thing in his sight. They believe in a future life, but not in a fu-

A UTE INDIAN BRAVE.

ture puuishmeut. As soon as an Indian dies it is believed that his soul has gone to the Happy Hunting Grounds, a fair land in tho sky where thero is no death, whoro there are towering mountains, broad forests, grassy plains, and rivers of sweet waters that flow undlmlnlshed forever. In this Happy Hunting Ground each tribe of Indians has its own land, and when an Indian die 9 he dwells among his own people. In this blessed place thero is no sickness, the men are all strong, tho women are all beautiful, tho horses aro all fleet, and existence Is ono long, happy, endless round of hunting, feasting, dancing, and making merry. The Indians believe they will go thero as soon as they die, and because of this implicit faith no Ute fears death, and none are cowards.

WENT UP HEAD DOWN.

Pcrllou* l»»lloon Voyage of a Young Man at Wheeling, W. Va. William Sayres, aged 20, was assisting at a balloon ascension at Wheeling, W. Va., when, just as tho balloon started, his foot became en-

tangled in the ropes. Iu an instant he was jerked from the ground. Thousands of spectators saw him carried into the clouds banging head downward and in danger of dropping at any moment. He succeeded in getting hold of one of the ropes, and drew himself up to the rim of the balloon, where be clung until landed safely on the Ohio side of the river.

The Bay View Heading Circle.

Ever since the well-known Chautauqua Circle was started there has been an insistent demand for a short, well-planned and low-priced course of reading (or the thousands for whom the above circle course is too expensive, and requires too much time. The Bay View Reading Circle has been organized to meet the demand. Many or the 'leading educators and| ministers of the country are among its promoters, and Mr. J. M. Hall, of Flint, Mich., is the Superintendent. To him application should be made for information. The circle has a four years’ course of reading, and has the advantage of specializing subjects. The first year is the GeVttian year, beginning with November. There is so much aimleq* and haphazard reading, that the well-planned and attractive Bay View course ought to meet with Instant favor. George W. Wubts. for twentyflve years secretary or charge d’affaires of the United States legations at Rome, Madrid and St. Petersburg, has returned to this country. In St. Petersburg he lal often to assume the duties of ambassador during the last ten years. It was he that Poultney Bigelow attacked in a magazine article for not getting his passports quickly enough to suit him. Mr. Wurts has an entirely different story of the affair from that related by Mr. Bigelow, apd, having left the diplomatic service, he is likely to publish it. Mr. Bigelow, It will be Semembered, is the individual who rent to school with the present Emperor of Germany, and who on the strength of that experience has been going around with his nose In the air ever since. The seaman who laatieil Far rag tit to the rigging of the Ba;tford at Mobile, a man who had served in the navy for over thirty years and been medaled by Congress for bravery, ha* committed suicide because disgraced by ignominious punishment for a trivial offense by a youthful officer. And still naval bureaucrats affect to wonder why it is difficult to secure American seamen to man the fighting machines of our new navy! The origin of “night-caps” .jyqijably dates back to the days of knight* hoed.—Yonkers Gazette. ,

INDIANA INCIDENTS.

SOBER OR STARTLING, FAITHFULLY RECORDED. An Interesting Summary of the More Important Doing* of Our Nelghbors-Wed-dlngs and Death*—Crime*, Casualties and General News Notes. Condensed State News. The postoilico at Shideler Station has boen robbed for the second time. In Hamilton County the stars and stripes float above 116 school-houses. COOK& Snyder’s store, near Columbus, was robbed and then burned. Loss M,OOO. John Reeder was thrown from hia horse near Windfall and fatally injured. Burglars have been making rich hauls at New Paris and Syracuse recently. AN 1. &V. train ran into a Monon freight at the Gosport junction and demolished several ears. Fred Perry of Marion, fell from his bicycle and suffered concussion of the brain. His injury may result fatally. P. O. Colliver, ,ex-Prosecuting Attorney, Groencastle, fell out of a stable loft, receiving Drobablo fatal injuries. A CEMENT maker in Southern Indiana advertises that his cement Is strong enough to mend the break of day. The largo pulp plant of the Indiana Papor Company, at South Bend, was destroyed by tire of incendiary origin. Loss $20,000. David Dillon, a farmer noar Anderson, took 25 cents’ worth of morphine with suicidal intent, but the doctor* may save him. THE 11-year-old son of Joshua Rinier of Delphi, fell from a hickory tree and Bustainod injuries from which ho died in a few hours. Mrs. Mary O’Connell of Bedford, was stricken with paralysis and became unablo to Bwallow. Her death is momentarily expected. People in Morgan County are going wild over the gold find along the streams in that vicinity. Land is selling at a high figure. Frank Jorick was struck and instantly killed by a fast I.ako Shore passenger train, near South Bend. He leaves a widow and ton children. Assignee Baker of the Terre Haute car works, lius declared a dividend of 25 per cent, on tho claims of creditors, which will make a payment of $56,000. Chalks H. smith, a Torre Haute rolling mill omploye, died from injuries caused bv being run over by an Evansvill and Terre Haute passenger train. Judge Fhikoly, Madison, has temporarily enjoined tho Madison Council from purchasing a tire alarm system owing to tho largo indebtedness of that city. De Wank vV. Downer, Fairmont, was fatally burnod by a gas explosion. He loft tho gas turned on in the kitchen and entered with a lighted piece of napor. WHILSTthe family of Tote Lighter, living in the northern part of Owen County, wore absent from the house, their 3-year-old child fell Into tho open grate and was burnod to death. Will Holmes, a well-known young farmer, while out ’coon hunting near Delphi, fell from a treo and sustained perhaps fatal injuries. A broken rib penetrated his lungs, and his condition 18 very precarious. The postoffice at West Middleton, Howard County, which for thirty years was in ono building, was moved the other duy and within an hour afterward the building took fire and burnod to tho ground. The flndihg of gold in Morgan and Brown Counties is no longer doubted. Winfield 8. Richards was in Martinsville, recently, exhibiting gold valued at $55 that he washed out in Sycamoro Creek, Morgan County. Mayor Denny appointed George W. Powell, a well-known real estate man, as Chief of Police of Indianapolis, to succeed Thomas F. Colbert. Powell is a successful business man but never had experience as a police officer. Philip Line, who brutally murdered Levan Poynter, at North Liberty, Bt. Joseph County, July 18, has been sentenced to prison for life. A vigorous effort was made to hang him, and the jury stood 9 to 3 for hanging on the first ballot.

The Evansville Tribune wants the Indiana Legislature to pass a law making it practically impossible for a man of dangerous disposition, or .one who drinks intoxicants to oxcoss, to carry a J listed, dirk, or bowio knife, without Deng guilty of a penitentiary offense. Henry W. Grieve, teamster, was caught by a cave-in at CerveL's sand bank, north of Richmond, and buried under several feet of sand. Before he could be rescued he suffocated. He was unmarried and about 46 years old. John and Jackson Huey, brothers, regarded as two of the most desperate criminals that have infested Southern Indiana, are again behind the bars of the Indiana Prison South. Both have heretofore served long terms in prison. John is now confined for manslaughter and Jackson' for counterfeiting. . Mrs. G. B. Sea vers, an old residentof Kokomo, met death in a singular manner. In cleaning rubbish from a woodshed she picked up an old boot, from which fell a rusty revolver. The weapon, in striking the floQr, was discharged, sending a bullet through her brain She was 60 years old. H. S. Wright, who has been Constable at Goshen for 42 years, was enticed away from his home the other night, by Dr. Smithland and David Early and taken to an old mill, where the two men beat him, saying they would kill him. Wright got away, but was seriously injured. His assailants fled. The records in the office of Dr. F. G. Jackson, city health officer of Muncie, show the following facts concerning the smallpox epidemic in Muncie: Total number of cases to date, 146; total number of infected houses, 70; total number of deaths, 20; total number of patients discharged as cured, 86; well, but not yet discharged, 7; total number of cases now under treatment, 3; total number of convalescents, all in hospital, 30; number of houses under Quarantine, 1; number of houses disinected and discharged, 69. The indications now are that the quarantine will be raised by the first of next week. Patents have been granted Indiana inventors as follows: James Farlow, Greencastle, washing machine; John F. Greive, Clay JHili, plow; Frank E. Herd man, Indianapolis, elevator; Peter G. Kirsch, Decatur, wash machine; Anderson Lee. Evansville, hinge-set-ting machine; Theophield D. Oakley, Vevay, type case; John Seitz, Haysville, assignor of one-half to J. T. Corn, Jasper, apparatus for forming leaders in blast holes; William H. Smith, Albion, wagon running gear; Howard F. Smith, assignor of one-half to H. J. Cannon, Elkhart, process of'and machine for making cell cases; Peter N. Staff, Terre Haute, bolder for opera glasses.