Democratic Sentinel, Volume 18, Number 7, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 March 1894 — Page 3

AT WAR WITH HERSELF.

The Story of a Woman's Atonement, by Charlotte M. Braeme. CHAPTER XLI-Conttaaed. Was there ever such a scene of wealth, luxury, and magnificence? Leonie stood in a white muslin wrapper, her golden hair falling like a veil around her. On every side were spread out costly dresses and shining jewels. Leonie held in her hand a superb necklace of diamonds. She did not look up when Ethel entered the room. “I know it is you. Ethel, by your footstep. I was just going to send for you to ask jpour advice.” Leonie was so deeply engrossed by her jewels that Ethel did not respond. She waited until her companion’s attention was directed elsewhere. “I am quite undecided as to what ornaments I shall wear to-night,” said Leonie. “I am going to a concert. People have always so much time to study one another s dresses at a concert. Mine is the palest, prettiest pink. 'What will go best with it, Ethel—diamonds or pearls? pearls have a chaste appearance, but diamonds are most brilliant. I want to look well to-night.” Still'Miss Dacremade no answer, and Leonie, looking up to discover the reason of her friend’s silence, was struck by the grave, serious expression of her face. “What is the matter, Ethel? You look graver than a judge. ” < “I want to speak to you, Leonie. Put those diamonds away for a few minutes, and come here. * Leonie laid the necklace down, and as she did so Ethel Dacre reflected that it did not belong to her, and she felt something like sorrow for the girl who would have to part with so much that she loved. Leonie laid down the necklace and moved to Ethel’s side; she placed one white arm caressingly round the girl’s neck, and said: “Do not keep mo long, darling; I must attend to my dress.” But there came no smile to Ethel's face, or cheerful word to her lips. It was a pretty picture—the magnificent room, with its warmth of color, and the two girls in graceful attitudes —Ethel seated on a crimson lounging chair, her fair, eloquent face, so grave and anxious: Leonie kneeling at her feet, her golden hair and white dress seeming to draw all the sunshine to themselves. “Leonie, ” asked Ethel Dacre,gravely, “have you ever heard anythin/ of a will by which the late Lord Charnleigh left everything he had in the world to Captain Flemyng? ”i For a moment it seemed to Leonie that some cold hand had clutched her heart and stopped its beating; a red mist floated before her eyes, a sound as of rushing wind filled her ears, her face grew deathly white. “A will!” she repeated, in low, hoarse tones. “No—what makes you ask me that?” A sudden deadly fear came over her —an awful dread. Had the will she believed so securely hidden come to light? Had any one discovered it? The things she bad loved so dearly seem to be already slipping from her grasp. Vanity, pride, love of power, all awoke with renewed vigor in her soul—she would not give up without a struggle. “What makes you ask me that?” she repeated in a voice so full of fear that Miss Dacre was surprised at it. “Because I have every reason to believe that such a will exists, or has existed. ” “It is not true,” cried Leonie —“it is false! You know—every one knows there was no such will; every sea' ch was made, every precaution taken. Why do you talk so, Ethel? Who has said anything of the kind?” “One dead has spoken, Leonie? It is a voice from Ulric Charnleigh’s grave that tells of a will. ” The white face grew even more ghastly; for one moment it seemed to Leonie Rayner that life itself was leaving her. “I have found this,” continued Ethel; holding out the letter for her to read; “it was hidden in the picture of Paul’s mother. Read it, Leonie.” The young girl held out her hand for the paper. She tried to read it, but she tried in vain; the letters appeared lik a red mist before her eyes. “I cannot see to read it, Ethel. ” And Miss Dacre, taking the paper from the trembling hands, read the solemn words. As she read, Leonie crouched lower and lower, until she lay at last with her face hidden on the floor. “The question is,” said Ethel, in her clear, low voice, “was that will ever made, or did Lord Charnleigh die before carrying out his intention?” Faint hope crept back to the weak heart. After all, then, no one knew that she had found the will; her secret was safe still; that letter could not oblige her to give up the inheritance. “If. the will was made,” continued Miss Dacre, “where is it?” - “It was never made,” said Leonie Rayner—a faint color crept back to her face, her lips lost their rigidness—“it was never made, Ethel, and you have frightened me for nothing." “Frightened you?” said Miss Dacre. “Yes—frightened me. You made me think that I should have to give up Crown Leighton. ” Ethel Dacre had drawn back from her, grave wonder in her eyes, a faint flush in her face. “Made you think so, Leonie! Do you not think so still?" “Certainly not; that letter is not a will—it is not binding.” “Not binding?” repeated Miss Dacre. “Leonie, you are surely dreaming—you do not know what you say. Please answer me one question: to whom did old Lord Charnleigh intend to leave his estates —to Paul Flemyng or to you?” “That is not worth discussing. lam entitled to them by law, and no one can take them frop me.” Ethel Dacre drew herself up to her full height; she looked on the kneeling figure with eyes that were full of noble reproach. “I am a soldier’s daughter," she said, “and have but one word for such conduct as yours—you are dishonorable, Leonie Rayner. You are dishonorable, ” repeated Miss Dacre. “You are bound in conscience and in honor to give up to Paul Flemyng that which Ulric Charnleigh meant to be his. ” “I am not bound to do anything of the kind, Ethel. None but a generous mortal like yourself would sav so.. Paul Flemyng himself would tell you the idea is preposterous. ” “Paul Flemyng is a noble man,” said Ethel Dacre. “Suppose he were in possession here, and had found such a letter, do you think that he would keep the inheritance one hour after reading the writer's wishes?” “I should imagine that he would,” answered Leonie; yet, even as the words left her Ups, she knew they were false. “You 1 , know he would not. Great Heaven) Leonie, are you mad, to dream that a mere quibble of the law could give a claim more sacred than this letter—the written wishes of the dead? , A man's will is but the written expression of his wish. Can anything be plainer than this?"

“I am the late earl’s nearest of kin. He died without a will, therefore all that he possed is rightly mine. ” “Oh, Leonie, how falsely you reason! It is no more yours than mine. You know at this moment that there is a voice in your own heart telling you to give up at once what does not belong to you." “I hear no such voice," said Leonie. Ethel Eacre went to her; she looked long and earnestly in the beautiful colorless lace. “I kn>w you are jesting, Leonie. You are not saying what you really think. You would not do wrong; and you know that to keep what is not yours is—as we said the other day—simply stealing. Surely ycu, with the Charnleigh blood running in your veins—you, Paul Flemyng's intended wife—a patent of nobility in itself—surely you would not write yourself down ‘thfei.’ ” Leonie s face flushed crimson at such words. They were but t.ie repetition of her own thoughts. She stood erect before Ethel. “Do not repeat that word, Miss Dacre. There are limits to everything, and my forbearance will not go much further. You call me ‘thief’ because I choose to keep that which belongs to me by law and by right. Do not repeat the oifense.” Yet even as she spoke so proudly and haughtily, in the depths of her own heart she knew the charge was true, and she loathed herself for her sin—she hated herself because she could not look Ethel Dacre in the sac hated hersMf for the fierce humiliation that her own act had brought upon her. “I am sorry to have offended you,” said Miss Dacre. “When I came in to speak to you, offense was the last thing I thought of; but, Leonie, right is right, and it must be done at any cost. I shall never think again of what you have said. I can make allowance for the disappointment and irritation, which are but natural; but you must do right—you mi st give up to Paul Flemyng this inheritance, which is justly his.”

“For the last time I tall you that I shall do nothing of the kind. I shall' keep what is legally mine.” “It seems unnatural for a girl so young and beautiful as you to be mercenary and dishonorable,” said Ethel, sadly. “Leonie, if you will not do right I must. I shall send Captain Flemyng the paper I have found.” “You will not dare to do anything of the kind,” exclaimed Leonie. “I must,” said Miss Dacre, still more sadly. “I could not rest with such a secret on my conscience.” “But, Ethel,” persisted Leonie, “why need you tell him? We are to be mairied very soon, are we not? Then all that I have will be his. Of what use is it to make all this stir and excitement? If I were going to marry any any one else, I could better understand your decision; but, when all, will be his so soon, why disturb matters, why cause unending mischief?” “You cannot be serious, Leonie—you cannot think of making such a c mpromise with your conscience. The inheritance is Captain Flemyng’s, irrespective of any marriage, and you must admit that it ought to bo made over to him at once.” A sneer tliat was not pleasant to see marred the beauty of .Leonie Rayner s young face. “You are very zealous, Miss Dacre. It is hard to believe that your pleadings are entirely disinterested. Perhaps you think that if Captain Flemyng were Earl of Charnleigh he would transfer his affections.” The noble face grew paler, but a bright light shone in Ethel Dacre’s eyes. “You are wrong. Paul Flemyng is a noble, loyal gentleman; he loves you—you alone—of all in the world: and he will never care for any one el- e —never, while the world stands. It is because he iq so loyal that I wish you were different for his sake. I must tell him what I have found. He can please himself to actpon the discovery or not.” “You will understand that, if you interfere, all friendship between us is at an end, Miss Dacre.” “I shall be sorry for it, but nothing can give me so much sorrow as to find that I have been deceived in you. Oh, Leonie, I pray heaven to change your heart, to take from you that fatal worldly vanity which has transformed a noble disposition into one that has no nobility. ” She waited a few minutes longer to see if Leonie would say anything more to her, and then, noticing the sullen, gloomy expression of the beautiful face, she went slowly from the room. Before she had closed the door Florette entered. “It is growinglate, my lady: is it not time that you dressed for the concert?” “I am not going,” said Leonie; and there was something in the despondent tone of her voice that caused the maid to look into her mistress’ face. She was startled and surprised at what she saw there. “You are ill, my lady," she said; “your face is as white as death.” “I am tired,” explained Leonie; and there went up from her heart a great yearning cry for rest from the warfare that seemed to have no end. “Then you will not go out, to-night, my lady, at all?” questioned the maid —“you will not go to the ball?” “No; give my compliments to Lady Fanshawe, and tell her I have changed my mind. I shall not go out to-night. ”. “Shall I take any message to Miss Dacre?” “No,” replied Leonie, with a sudden hardening of her voice and sac—“no; I have nothing to say to Miss Dacre.” It seemed very strange to Florette. An hour since she had left her lady all eagerness, all anxiety about her dress —full of animation, and thinking only of the ball, she returned to find her pale, dispirited, and gloomy. “Shall I put away the diamonds, my lady?” asked the girl. Leonie looked at them, those shining', precious, costly gems. She had been so proud of them, she had thought to much of them, how could she give shem up? “There is one thing I must not neglect,” she said to herself. ’ “I must go at once to Crown Leighton and destroy that will. I shall know no more peace until it has perished. I will go to-mor-row, before Ethel can let Paul know what she has fcund; and then I can defy them all to make me give up that which the law has said is mine.”

CHAPTER XLII.

Lady Fanshawe was at a loss—never since she had lived with Lady Charnleigh had such a message been sent to her. She sent once or twice to inquire if there was anything Lady Charnleigh required; the answer was always the same, “no.” So, while the great world went on its way, heartless, rejoicing, careless 'of all suffering, Leonie lay in a darkened Boqm during the fierce, hard battle —at war with herself. _ She had foreseen no such complication as this when she had decided on hiding the will. Would anyone have dreamed that the old earl would be filled with such a sentimental idea as to write a letter and place it in the picture of the woman he loved for her son to find? “I am in reality no worse off than I was before,” she thought; “finding the letter will prove of no consequence un-

less they can find the will—and that 1 will destroy." Such a hard, worn, wearied look came over the young face as ly changed it. She was thinking of such desperate deeds. Thus far on the path, she would not ret. ace her steps, she would not lock back. She had periled all that she held most dear—, her heart’s love, her soul’s salvation! it was not probable that a few words from Ethel Dacre would change her. “She called me dishonorable,” said the girl; “ what would she call me if she knew that I had not inly found the will, but had hidden it—that I had willfully defrauded Paul Flemyng." A keen, burning sense of humiliation filled her heart a’l the time. She thought with angry impatience of the brillia it scene where she had intended this night ti reign a queen; she th"Ught of the engagements of the morrow which she would he obliged to forego. “I wish I had never seen Ethel Dacre," she said to herself. “I wish I had not let her tmch that picture.” She imagined to herself how Ethel would write that very evening to Paul, inclosing the letter and bidding him hasten to Crown Leighton to search for the will. He would hasten eagerly thither, and, though she believed it safe and secure, who could tell what mteht happen? He might find it, ana

Then her conscience reproached her; she knew Paul too well to imagine that he would act in that way—his trust in her was too great, he was too loyal to himself to dream of disloyalty in her. Still it was impossible to say what Ethel would do; she would in any case make her discovery public, and then Leonie, who had enjoyed the homage paid her —who had enjoyed her sovereignty over men —would incur their contempt. There was no foreseeing what might happen, and the only safe plan she could think of was to go at once to Crown Leighton and destroy the will; then she would feel secure. There was a train that left London quite early in the morning for Crown Leighton. She would go by that. There was no need to inform Lady Fanshawe; she could leave a note telling her that she had gone to Crown Leighton on important business, but ihe should be only a few days away. She rang the tell, and told Florette to prepare for the journey. “Do not look so astonished, Florette; there is nothing so weak as always expressing great surprise. You will get up to go with me in the morning; but, remember, not one word to any one about the journey. ” “I will not mention it, mv lady,” said the maid, quite subdued by the vehemence of her mistress.

“I am not the only person who has been compelled to take a sudden journey.” rejoined Leonie, as though her conduct required vindication. The maid was dismissed, and she was left alone—alone to watch through the long summer night and wait impatiently for the dawn. She could not sleep; the danger seemed too near her —too ever-present. There could bo no more rest for her until the will was destroyed. She sat at the window—she listened to the distant roll of carriages—she watched the dark shades of night creep over the earth—she watched the stars glow one by one in the azure sky. And then, when her eyes had grown wearied, she lay down to lest—not to sleep—with sleep came dreams too horrible to bear—but to rest, until the earlj’ dawn should chase away the shades of night. [TO BE CONTINUED, i

The Trogon.

In the woody solitudes of South America, concealed for the most part in the densest forests, is found that most curious bird, the Trogon, not less remarkable for the delicacy of his flesh than the beauty of his plumage. They are sometimes seen on the summit of trees, but in general they prefer the center, where they remain a portion of the day without descending to the ground, or even to the lower branches. There they lie in ambush for the insects which pass within reach and seize them with dexterity. They have many cries, from the sound of one of which their name is derived. Some of them express the syllable “pio,” repeated many times in succession, with a powerful yet plaintive tone. Their accent reminds one of the wailings of a child who has lost its way, and it is thus that they cry to each other amid the silence of the forest.

in the mythology of the ancient Mexicans, one species of this beautiful bird, the Golden Trogon, was celebrated and watched over with great care. According to Cortes, i oyal physicians were appointed to watch over the health of these birds, and they had attendants, some of whom procured their food, others distributed it, and others watched over the eggs at the time of incubation. At certain seasons they were robbed of their feathers, which were highly prized for their beauty. A variety of the Trogon is found in Africa, of which it is said that the moment the young are hatched they take flight and follow their parents. It is also said that there are several species in Asia.

Only One Man in the Kingdom.

Among the colonial possessions or dependencies of Holland there is a remarkable little State which, in its constitution and the customs of its inhabitants, surpasses the boldest flights ol the advocates of women’s rights. In the Island of Java, between the cities of Batavia and Samarang, is the Kingdom of Bantam, which, although trib utary to Holland, is in other respect* an independent State, politically without importance, yet happy, rich, and since time immemorial governed and defended by women. The sovereign is, indeed, a man, but all the rest of the government belongs to women. Ths King is entirely dependent upon his State Council, composed of three women. The highest authorities, all State officers, court functionaries, military commanders and soldiers are, without exception, women. The men are agriculturists and merchants. The Kings bodyguard is formed of amazons, who ride in the masculine style. The throne is inherited bv the eldest son, and in case the King dies without issue 100 antazons assemble and choose q successor from among their own sons, the chosen one being then proclaimed lawful king.—Brooklyn Eagle.

The Saltan of Turkey.

The seventeenth anniversary of the accession of the Sultan of Turkey to the throne has recently been celebrated, in Constantinople. Abdul Hamid is said to be a man of great muscular strength, and it is asserted that, although small and slight of build, he is powerful enough to overcome the strongest of his janissaries in a trial of personal strength. He owes this to his regularity of life, the observance of the laws of health, and his passion for gymnastics He is devoted to carpentry, and his palace is furnished with a workshop in which there are many artisans, whose work is directed by the Sultan himtelf. A considerable proportion of the furniture of the royal residence has been made from his designs, and in many cases executed by himself.

OUR RURAL READERS.

SOMETHING HERE THAT WILL INTEREST THEM. Fancy Farmers Have Done Much to ProAmo’.e Agriculture—lmproved Stable Floor New Variety of Summer Apples—Location of Farm Buildings. Grooved Stable Floors. It costs but a trifle more to fit open stalls with grooved, or channeled flooring, and this works so satisfactorily that it should come into more

FIG. 1. IMPROVED STABLE FLOOR.

general use. The plank used should not be over eight inches in width, and for a two-inch plank the groove should be cut seven-eighths of an inch wide and one Inch deep. This can be done with a groove plane. With a common plane a V-shaped

FIG. 2. TOOL FOR CLEANING GROUND FLOOR.

groove can be quickly made by taking a little from the upper edge of both planks where they join. Both grooves arc shown in Fig. 1, and a stable tool for cleaning the groove is shown in Fig. 2. Stable floors should have an incline of two Inches In six feet, and when the grooves are kept clean, there will be but little trouble with wet bedding. The grooves need not extend more than ha f the length of the stalls, and, in the morning when the coarse litter is removed, it takes but naif a moment to clean the channels in each stall. “Fancy Farmer*." Probably no other class of peop’o in an agricultural community has ever been so severely ridiculed as those who are known as “fancy farmers.” it is true that such men have made a good many mistakes. Of these some were very laughable, and others, though less ridiculous, showed a remarkable ignorance concerning the proper methods of farm management But it Is equally true that these fancy farmers have, in many cases, been of great help to the more practical agriculturists among whom they came to live. There arc various ways in which the fancy farmers have done much to promote the cause of progressive and profitable agriculture. These men have been enterprising and energetic, and have not only had the means for trying costly experiments, but have been willing to risk considerable sums of money in putting their theories into practice. They have been the pioneers who. at great cost to themselves, open in a new country the path of prosperity to all who choose to follow. They have been teachers who have given excellent instruction without expense to those who have profited thereby. Their successes have shown farmers how rich returns can be obtained, and their failures have warned others to avoid courses which can lead only to losses and disappointments. It is hardly necessary to specify the various ways in which fancy farmers have benefited their neighbors. The introduction of improved breeds of animals, of better kinds of grains and vegetables, of cheaper and yet more efficient methods of cultivating farm crops, and various other useful changes which might be named, have been greatly facilitated by the efforts of these men who farmed for pleasure more than they did to increase their incomes. But there is one way in which their example and influence have been very'helpful, which deserves special mention. This is In the improvement of the buildingsand yards, and the beautifying of the home surroundings. Though not of as direct pecuniary advantage as some other things which they have done, this part of their work has been of great benefit to individual farmers and to farm communities at large. It has led,to improvements, the value of which cannot be indicated in financial terms, but which have been both great and permanent. For this, even more than for the object lessons which have shown how more money can be made from the land, fancy farmers deserve the thanks and good will of all who till the so I.—John E. Read, in Agricultural EpitomisL Salt as a Fertilizer. This is a sub ect which has attracted a good deal of attention and been discussed quite freely by the farmers of this State. Recently a correspondent of the Mark Lane Express gave some Interesting information as to the benefits of salt as a fertilizer, and the best methods of using it upon land. He said that although it was an excellent practice to put salt regularly and freely on the manure head, this is not sufficient for dry and light soils, so that about two cwt. of salt should be applied with each cartload of manure; but it is generally agreed that the best time to apply salt is ;ust before the land is broken up, yyhen it gets plowed in and thoroughly incorporated with the soil and subsoil. For all produce, salt has been found to be more or less beneficial according to the conditions of the soil. If noxious insects, slugs, and weeds have been troublesome, and if the soil is light, friable, peaty, or marly, requiring moisture, salt is undoubtedly the best fertilizer to be got, and five cwt. per acre may be used to great advantage, but upon stiff, heavy, wet land, it should be used more moderately, and only when the land is broken up. It, has recently been proved that wheat, barley, oats, and rye have been considerably Improved by salt dressings, as it not only strengthens the straw ahd Increases the yield, but protects the grain from attacks of mildew, etc.— Michigan Faimer. True Economy of Time. A stock raiser often loses much by a mistaken idea concerning the use of his time. Ho continues to use

poor animals for breeding purp*«es because be thicks he has not the time to bunt up and select .better ones The females need culling. Those sold must be replaced by others wbich will only be profitable when selected with care The sire also must be of the or profitable results will not follow Ordinary work about the farm and bam often prevents a trip to some locality where better stock can lie procured. How much better would it lie to hire a man to look after the home affairs for a short time and attend to this important item. If a sls colt dies during your absence the time has still been well spent if the new si e produces progeny worth * 0 or more J Man farmers re juire more an I better I rood sows Others have not yet selected their boar. A good stallion, which Is profitable to any community, ha< not been urchased. The spare time now may well be spent in deciding these matters Also read this winter all the available literature relating to your business, and as much iiesidcs as possible. This information is as important as the regular feeding of the stock.—Orange Judd Farmer.

The Excess of Straw. On many farms the great excess of straw, above the real needs of the farm make It important that every possible method should be utilized for turning it to some profit. Burning straw simply to get t out of the way is too great a waste. If there is no market for it many ways can be found for employing it on the form that it will be of some advantage. Straw is vegetable mat rial, and it is this which much of our land most lacks. How to get it back to the land in the form of plant food is a matter to be cons dered. If all the stiaw cannot be used as bedding for stock, which is probably the easiest and best way of returning it to the soil, it is a good plan to spread some of it out in the yard where the animals stand during the daytime. Their sharp hoofs cut the stalks into small pieces and tramp them into a pulpy mass. When the straw gets pretty well trampled to pieces in the yard, a light layer of dark soli or leaf mold from the woods should be spread over it. The drt is rich in plant food, and by tramping the straw into it very fair manure is made. By successively repeiiting the operation every month through the winter, tho straw will decompose and be ready for use on the land in the spring.

Root Crops Mean Work. Many farmers havelearned that good crops of potatoes are profitable when they are grown near enough to market to bo disposed of without too long carriage, Tho same consideration must be regarded in growing crops of beets, turnips, carrots, parsnips, and other roots. They are all both bulky and heavy in proportion to their price. A good deal of hard work must be given for the money they bring. This is true also of potatoes. They are neither like tho cheaply and easily harvested grain crops. The roots are worse than potatoes In this, that after they arc out their tops have to be cut oil. Potatoes can be dug by machinery, and only need hand labor in picking up and conveying to the market wagon. Well-grown root crops, however, yield so much more heavily than do potatoes that for those not afraid of hard work they are apt to pay very well. If the land is good and tho season favorable they will, even at a very low price, return a good sum an acre.—Philadelphia In juirer. The Starr Apple. The accompanying engravings represent a new summer apple received from Win. Parry, Burlington Co., IN. J., who informs us that the original

STAR APPLE. CROSS SECTION.

tree was an a cidental seeding. It is a good, strong grower with rank, healthy foliages Budded trees come to bearing very youna, and bear every year, having no off years, though yielding heavier on the alternate years. The fruit attains a large size quickly, and will ship well and keep well in this unripes ondition, rendering it valuable for shipments to distant markets. The samples sent mcasdred from eleven to twelve inches around, were greenish yellow in color with handsome blush, sub-acid, of good eating quality, and would be excellent for cooking. Our engravings show a Starr apple and a crosssection reduced one- garter in diameter.—American Agriculturist O To Pickle Beef. As soon as the beef has become cool or the next day after killing, into a weak brine and leave it for three or four days to soak out the blood. Then for each 100 pounds of meat prepare a brine made of eight pounds of salt, two pounds of brown sugar, two ounces of saltpeter, two ounces of black pepper, and six gallons of water. Boil and skim the brine and pour it while warm over the meat after it is closely packed in the barrel. If the meat is to be kept over summer, in the spring draw off the brine, boil and skim and pour over the meat while hot.

Odds and End*. A large, soft sponge, slightly dampened, makes a good duster. For washing greasy kettles a little sal soda added to the water is a help. The best thing for cleaning old brass Is said to be solution of oxalio acid. A little flour dredged over a cake before icing it will keep the icing from spreading and running oft. Tinware may be brightened by dipping a damp cloth in common soda and then rubbing the tin with it thoroughly. Oilcloth, when soiled, should be washed with a soft cloth in lukewarm water, without soap, but| It should never be scrubbed. Spots and dirt may be removed from paintings and chromos by using a cup of warm water to which a few drops nf ammonia have been added.

BURIED IN A COAL PIT

thirteen men probably dead IN A MINE. Workmen Had Gone Into Old Working* to Make Repair* and Were Suddenly Overwhelmed—Moat of the Victims Had Wives and Children. Result of a Bls Cave-ln. Plymouth, Pa., was Tuesday the scene of the worst mine accident that has occurred in the anthracite region in eight years. In Lecember, 1885, twenty-two men perished in No. 1 mine in Nanticoke by a cave-in. Thirteen men mot thqir death in the same manner in Gaylord slope in the Kingston Coal Company’s mine Tuesday morning. Tho men, who were all expert miners, entered the mine to prop up tho roof, which was falling in. It was dangerous work, but big wages were offered, and in these slack times there wei e plenty men of who were willing to take the risk. In propping the roof timbers about four feet in length are used. Tho mon had just begun work when a terrific crash was heard. In an instant tho men must have scattered like rats, but they wore too late. Tho roof covering an area of 500 yards had crashed in. Tho supposition is that tho men were caught in the fall and mangled out of recognition. At first there was great hope that they might be alive, but there is little now. This hope is based on tho fact that tho roof where the mon wore at work is still intact ar.d that they aro hemmed in by the debris which fell on all sides of them. But even if they did eacaiie injury tho chances aro that they will nover be rescued alive and starvation must bo their fata. Immediately alter the disaster occurred a rescuing party mado up of expert miners was organize! and they descended tho shaft at once. In tho face of death the rescuers worked n< bly to clear tho main gangway in ordor to mako a passageway to reach tho spot whore the thirteen men were at work. Every minute the noise of falling rock could bo heard throughout tho mine, but the rescuers kept bravely at work. Shortly before noon a loud, rumbling noise was heard and another big section of tho roof caved in right in front of tho rescuers. The latter wore thou compelled to fioe for their lives. The Gaylord mine, where the accident occurred, has not boon operated for years. The old pillars supporting the roof had become weakened. This caused tho surface to press down, and when tho rock and coal overhead was disturbed the least It began to “squeeze" and then finally fall In. The accident makes eleven widows and thirty-one orphans. Inside Superintendent Picton, whose son was in charge of tho missing party, says he will not give up hope until tho dead bodies aro brought out.

A RELIGIOUS WAVE.

Almost Unparalleled In Its Extent, Sweeping the The fact has often been noticed and commented upon that a religious wave of greater or lot s degree of p >wor always follows a period of financial depression. This winter furnishes no exception to tho rule. Tho reports since the close of summer, although coming from widely separated points and scattered over several months of time, have nevertheless shown that a religious revival, almost unparalleled In its extent and force, has boon and is now sweeping over the country. In order to ascertain the effect of this revival in what is usually considered St. Louis territory, a loading newspaper of St. Louis recently directed a number of its correspondents in the States of Missouri, Illinois, Kansas, Arkansas and Texas Io report thonumber and results of religious revivals in tho evangelical churches of their respective counties since tho first of last September. I The results of this inquiry, although not as complete as was desired, owing to tho inability of a great many correspondents to got reports from tho country districts, the unwillingness of some of the ministers to furnish information and other causes, the object is 1 nevertheless fully attained in the ini toresting reports which follow. These show that in 177 counties of the States named there have been during the past five months 5.3,001 conversions and 49,010 accessions to tho churches. Of the total, 01 counties in Missouri report 20,210 conversions and 17,071 additions to the churches; 51 counties In Illinois, 15,852 conversions and 14,247 additions; 32 counties in Kansas, 8,574 conversions and 8,227 additions; 23 counties in Toxas, 7,100 conversions and 7,345 additions; 10 counties in Arkansas, 2,249 conversions and 2,120 additions. The average per county is in the neighborhood of 3uo in all of the States. The denominations which have benefited the most by. moans of these revivals report tho following accossions: Methodist, 21,810; Baptist, 7,577; Christians, 0,902; Presbyterians, 2,900. The miscellaneous additions aro 3,231; unclassified, (1,5(0.

A SOCIALIST VILLAGE.

Ono la Now Being Established in the State of Michigan. A village is being established on • tract of land not far from Grand Blanc, Mich., which will be governed on purely socialistic principles. The members will every one engage in labor, the proceeds of which will, at the end of each year, be divided according to the necessity of each. No one will ever be in want of wo.'k, as industry is one of the first requisites for members of the community. In religious or political opinions each member can satisfy himself so long as he complies with the usagesof enlightened people generally. The pecuniary qualification necessary for joining the community is the payment of SIOO into the common fund by each head of a family. At present this membership numbers 211 families. The fund amounts to $21,000. Four hundred and fifteen acres are now owned by the community. A basket factory has been already established, and a broom factory and large dairy are now being built. From all over the country applications have been made for membership, and it is believed that many more will yet join the community. Every care is taken, of course, to enroll only and worthy persons; if oth./s, by chance, should be taken in they will be dismissed after proof is given of their unsuitability. The community is being formed by S. 8. Gibson, to whose father the large estate thus used originally belonged. The place will be called Gibsonville and promises, in return, to become a large and successful expositor of socialistic doctrine.

Miscellaneous Items.

It certainly takes very little to make vain people nappy. A fool is a great man who can raise ft tempest in a teapot. The crank methods are naturally more or less revolutionary. Envy is one of the most penalve txerciscs one can indulge in.

INDIANA STATE NEWS.

OCCURRENCES DURING THE PAST WEEK. An Interesting Summary of the More Important Doing* of Our Nalghbwn—Wed. ding* and Death*—Crimes, Casualtie* an<J General News Note* of the State. llooeler Happenings Elwood is to have a new office, that of city judge.. The Edinburg Cereal Mills Company has been incorporated. Mrs. Frank Scott, well known in Southern Indiana, is dead at Jeffersonville. The Big Four Bail road station at Rc>se Hill, Wabash County, burned. Loss, SI,OOO. Patrick McGLode, aged 80, an old soldier of tho Seminole war, died near Jeffersonville. A mail pouch was rilled of 90,000 in drafts wl ile loft unguarded in the South Bend depot. While trying to stop a runaway horse at Evansville. Officer Voght was thrown out and fatally injured. Two candidates for county offices in Wabash County have withdrawn their names on account of tho fee and salary law. There are 5,578 feeble-minded children in Indiana whose names appear on the roeord. The number of in ane is alxnit one-half as great. The will of the late John Hill, Laporte, whoso estate is valued at SSOO, (MX) will bo contested on the grounds that he was of umound mind. Montgomery county will issue $20,000 worth of bonds to get money to meet the county’s running expenses until spring taxes can bo paid. James Chandler, an old veteran living near Petersburg, has become insane because his application for an increase of pension was rejected. At Michigan City children who are afflicted with whooping cough are taken to the gas works, it is said that by inhaling the fumes the cough is relieved. A young scholar told his school toucherat Valparaiso, when tho latter asked him if ho didn't want to be smart and lie president, that ho wanted to bo a big pugilist. Charles Crawford, ono of the best known und wealthy farmers near Peru, in a fit of despondency, caused by ill health, committed suicide by hanging himself in his barn.

A Plymouth man has proposed to ono girl twelve times. Ho hus now come to tho conclusion not to try it agqjn, as thirteen is an unlucky number, and she might accept. Jon Timman of Roann, tiled a SIO,OOO damage suit against tho Wabash Railroad, claiming that a spark from an engine on the road was the cause of his sawmill burning down. Philip Stevens, south of Kokomo, is distracted over a fatal erTWr. His baby was suffering with a ■cold und he got up to give it some s juills. By mistake he got hold of the wrong bottle and gave it creosote. The baby died two hours later. The workmen who dug the grave for Walter Wiggins, at Hagerstown, made a ghastlv discovery. After having dug down about four feet they found a barrel which contained the bones, hair, and portions of the dress of some woman, which hud evidently been buried a number of years. Whose they were and how they camo tho re is shrouded in mystery.

The annual elootion of the directors of the Commercial Club at Indianapolis developed the most spirited controversy in its history. A total of 480 votes was cast, the greatest number ever jiolled. Proxies wore barred. The regular ticket, headed by Eli Lilly, was elected by totals ranging from 317 to 35'J. A. P. Hendrickson led the independent ticket, receiving 205, while the votes for his associates ranged from 142 to 171). The result moans tho retention of Col. Lilly as President and the indorsement of the President's action in the disposition of the surplus of the f inds raised for the entertainment of tho National G. A. R.

Lightning-rod swindlers have been operating in the vicinity of New Rots and Darlington. Some time ago a man claiming to ho from the East called on tho farmers and offered to put a lightning rod on their houses for sls each. This low price was made in order to introduce this particular make of rod. Payment was not required until the rod was up, but they signed an agreement to pay. The rods were put in place, and then the farmers found that they hud signed an agreement to pay 52f cents a foot for tho rod. Among the farmers thus swindled were John C. Bowman, for $300; Henry Ragsel, for 9125. and John Deum, lor slls. The contracts for the lightning-rod company are signed: -J. W. Reynolds, W. R. Baston, agents."

The Democratic Editorial Associaof the State met at Indianapolis and elected the following officers for the ensuing year: President, C. W. Wellman, Sullivan Times: First Vice President, S. P. Boyd, Washington Democrat; Second Vice President, A. A. Sparks, Mount Vernon Democrat; Recording Secretary, F. D. Hainbaugh, Muncie Herald: Corresponding Secretary, .1. W. Keeney, Crawfordsville Star: Treasurer. W. Bent Wilson, Lafayette Journal; Executive Committee, Louis Holtman, Brazil Democrat, A. 8. Chapman, Madison Democrat; J. B. Stoll, South Bend Times; J. Rothrock, White County Democrat; Ben A. Eaton, Indianapolis Sentinel. Delegates to the National Convention, J. E. McDonald, Ligonier Banner; F. A. Arnold, Greencastle Star-Press: D. A. Jennings, Salem Democrat: J. J. Gorrell, Pulaski Democrat; L. S. Ellingham, Winchester Democrat. George and Jordan Britton, two desperate characters, went into a saloon at Knightsville and provoked Thomas Gulliver into a fight. They assaulted him, knocking him senseless with a bar of iron. Friends came to his relief and a general fight ensued, in which many were more or less injured. A man named Evans was almost scalped by a kick from ft hobnail boot. Deputy Marshal Barney Martin attempted to arrest the Brittons when they assaulted him, beating him into insensibility. Martin is seriously wounded and will not • recover. The Brittons escaped. Martinsville is soon to have anew bank called the Citizens’ National Bank, with a capital of JIUILOOQ. Some moneyed.mehof Hamiftbn, Obio. 'are prime movers in the scheme, bull local stockholders Will have supervision of affairs in order to give confidence. Gustav Gonian, an eccentric Frenchman and hat cleaner, commited suicide in a cheap hotel at Terre Haute. He had placed a rope around his neck and tied the ends into a loop. By inserting a clothes brush between the rope and his neck he had managed to twist the rope until strangulation began. AH indications point to a slow and horrible death. He iorme-’y lived in Indianapolis