Democratic Sentinel, Volume 18, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 November 1894 — Page 3

Silence

By Miss Mulock

CHAPTER lll—Continued, The young man sat for fully half an Hour, forlorn as a sparrow on a housetop, and very near the house-top, too, before any sign reached him that his possible mother-in-law the sweet Swiss lady whom he felt he loved already, she was so like her daughter in some things—had recognized his existence or his eagerly claimed cousin6hip. At last the door opened. Roderick sprang forward, then drew back painfully embarrassed. But Silence advanced with that gentle composure which nothing ever teemed to listurb, and with only the faintest added color to her cheek, as, English fashion, she extended her little, soft, thoroughly English-looking hand. “Monsieur my cousin, mamma bids me welcome you to our country, and to say that she will receive you at t> this svening, if you will do her the honor to come." “Mademoiselle —Miss Jardine." She lifted up her eyas, smiling. “Yes, I am that by right, and I like to be called so. ‘Miss’ reminds me that I belong a little to father’s country. ” “Then you are satisfied—your mother, too, is quite satisfied that I am really your cousin':"’ cried Roderick, eagerly. “Not my cousin-german, of course, ” she answered, again drawing back a little, “but my cousfn much removed — how do you say it in English?—treseloigne. That is, they had the same great-grandparents—these three who were educated together—Mr. Henry Jardine, who was the father of monsieur, my father, and the lady I was named after, Cousin Silence.”

“Then you, too, have heard of Cousin Silence?” cried Roderick, feeling every minute the mysterious chains more tightly round him. “Certainly; my father loved her very much once —always, I think—though it was years since he had written to her. Did you know her? Is she living yet?” Then M. Reynier's note, which he had not yet seen, had explained nothing of the money afiairs. Roderick felt glad. His welcome here was simply as “Monsieur mon cousin,” nothing more. “She is not living, but it is scarcely two months since she died. ” “Ah, then I shall never see her, and [ should have liked it so! Sometimes papa promised when I was older to take me to see his land, and Blackhall, and Miss Silence Jardine. Did you ever see her, sir:-’” “Once—only once; the day my father died. I will tell you about it another t'me.” By a sudden instinot she seemed- to catch his change of look, of tone. “Monsieur is very good,” she said, gently, and questioned no more. There was indeed no more to say, no possible excuse for him to remain: yet he lingered. Shy as a school-boy, he felt as if he could not get out of the room. “This evening at 6, then,” said Mile. Jardine, with gentle dismissal, not again offering her hand, but merely bowing, as Roderick walked—he feit very much like crawling—out of the salon. And yet it was a glorious humility, a noble shame, a sensation more delicious than anything he had ever believed the world could offer —the world, so empty to him of sympathy or love, that is, the uplooking love, since his dear father died. He almost felt as if his father knew it all; the reflex of what, perhaps, he too had known in his youth, the “love’s young dream,” which never comes twice. Happy those to whom it comes truly as love,and neither as passion nor folly; who can say to them-eives, as Roderick did during the weary hours between 12 and 0, “Now, what shall 1 do for her? What would she like me to do? Something, lam sure, that would be good and liaht.” And with this intent, and perhaps another behind it, he sat down and did what he had forgotten to do day after day, eve • since he'-had reached Neuchatel, he wrote a long letter home to his mother. A very ali'ectionate, amusing, clever letter, just what he knew would please her, and which, as he also knew, she would show to every near and dear friend she had. Consequently. it was not exactly confidential; indeed, Roderick was not in the habit of writing confidential letters to anybody; but it was quite honest, so fa.- as it went; gave a glowing description of the Alps at Berne, and an amusing one of the soiree at Professor Reynier's; painted graphically the quaint little town of Neuohiatel, where he said he intended to stay a few days longer, and ended by stating briefly how he had found, among M. Reynier’s guests, the object of his search: at least, all that were left to find, Archibald Jardine's widow and only surviving child. Whether the “child” was old or young, boy or girl, he omitted to particularize—a degree of reserve which surpassed even the ordinary reticence of Mr. Roderick Jardine.

When Roderick went out to post his letter, he seemed to walk on air. Every corner of the quaint old town looked picturesque; every passer-by in tares ting. For he had a vague hope—half fear, too —that under some umbrella he might find the gray gown, black felt hat, and blue eye 3. Just on the faintest chance of this, he went round by the shore of the lake, where a sudden wild wind had caused the waves to rise and roll in, almost like a sea tide, greatly to the distress of the poor Neuchatellerois. Various movables had been carried away, and a large market barrow was now tossing up and down upon actual breakers —while its luckless owner stood wringing her hands, and two or three men were wading in. trying to catch it with ropes. Roderick went to help them; he never could forbear rushing to the rescue, in any case where his youthful strength was available. Presently he succeeded in saving the cart, and in wetting himself to the skin; which he hardly felt, for in wading ashore, the first sight he saw, fixed upon him, was those two earnest blue eyes! She stood among the little crowd, her umbrella in one hand, a roll of music in the other; behind her tho little white capped bonne stood, full of sympathy—as, indeed, everybody was — first, wi:h the owner of the cart, and then with its salvors. She recognized him at once. “Oh, how good is monsieur!” she exclaimed, warmly, in French. “See, uadame” (turning to the poor market-

woman', “your cart is safe, absolutely uninjured. How kind, how brave it was of these men, and of this English monsieur!” And then monsieur, half deafened by the storm of thanks and applause from these warm Swiss hearts, was glad to beat a retreat, and find himself, he knew not how, walking along by the side of Mile. Jardine, and talking, &till in French, about how it all happened. “I have never seen the lake rise so, ” she said. “All the town has been down here watching the waves, which are higher, they say, than has been seen {or twenty years—never since the year was born.” She was twenty, then; he had thought her younger. “Mamma happened to be at Neuchatel, and remembers it well—that day—she had me in her arm-i, a little baby, and if papa had not held her fast the waves and the wind would have swept us away, both of us. How strange it seems!” “Very strange; but life is very strange!” said the y„ung man, as he drank in. full of dreamy delight, the soft tones, the sudden sweet uplifting of those lovely eyes. They rested on his soaked clothes. “Monsieur ought to go at once to his hotel,” she said, with a pretty decision. “Pardon, but I am so accustomed to look after people—to take care of them. I always take care of mamma, you know. She has been an invalid so long with her chest. I think it is that which has given me a morbid terror of damp and wet. Au re voir till six:” And with a brief, sweet remor-eless-ness she bowed and passed on, picking her way through the water channels and the mud, and never once looking behind. This evening with an involutary and quite inexplicable feeling, he did not seek for his diamond studs or any other resplendency of his always-careful toilet, but dressed himself as plainly as possible. Again he climbed, but impetuously, joyously, as if it were the high-road to heaven, the long stair which led to Mme. Jardine’s door, and found that what he had hoped would be a party a trois was added to by the pleasant faces of M. Reynier and'his daughter, and one or two other guests—not pleasant, however, to his eyes atalL Nevertheless, he made the best of it. Most young men would have delightedly acted cavalier seul to such a charming cluster of girls; but Roderick would a thousand times rather have sat beside this one girl and watched her pour out the tea and distribute the various condiments which seemed to compose this innocent evening meal, after the custom of the Neuchatel folk. All the talk was in French, of course, but now and then “Miss” Jardine addressed him in English, to which he eagerly responded, as to a sweet secret of felicity in which the re it did not share. And how he thanked the I benign fate which dragged away the I masculine element in the party to I some lecture—haif Neuchatel seemed ! composed of professeurs or ecoliers—j and compelled an early breaking up. “But Monsieur Jardine. who is not !at college, need not denart.” said Madame, courteously. “Will he not stay and tell us a little of his beautiful Scotland, which my husband loved so and sometimes thought to see once more, but he died without seeing it? Come and sit by me, cherie, and listen. She loves her father’s land almost as if she had seen it, does my daughter Silence.” And then Mme. Jardine questioned him rather, closely about himself and his college life, watching him with great intentness and with a gentle shrewdness which showed that amidst all her simplicity she was a far-seeing woman, not altogether ignorant of tne world and its ways. Finally she drew from him the story of his journey and its object. Nothing could exceed the astonishment of both mother and daughter when they learned that they “inherited”—Roderick carefully put it in that light, trusting to his good luck to be able to explain it away afterward—inherited a sum of money from Miss Silence Jardine. “How good of her! how generous!” cried Mme. Jardine, clasping her hands with one of those impulsive gestures which we English think so strange, but which in her seemed perfectly natura’. But they had not descended to her daughter, who in mien and manner was not at all what we term “foreign,” but as quiet as any English girL “I should explain to you, monsieur.” continued Mme. Jardine, “that in his youth my husband did his cousin a great unkindness —nay, wrong. ..He could not help it; she made him so unhappy. But all that is past now, and I —l made him happy. And she has made us rich —this good Cousin Silence.” “Not rich exactly, ” Roderick confusedly explained. “It is only an old house, with perhaps two or three hundred a year. ” “Two or three hundred a year! Why that is a fortune, an absolute fortune! Let us bless the good Cod for it! Silence, my child, I shall not leave you in poverty!” She burst into tears, and then, wholly oblivious of the stranger’s presence, mother and daughter fell into one another’s arms and sobbed together.

CHAPTER IV. From that auspicious morning, when he had discovered himself to his Swiss “cousins,” as he persisted in calling them, there was scarcely a day in which Roderick did not, see them—at their own home or elsewhere. For the dear little town opened its arms at opce to the handsome and courteous young Englishman, the friend of M. Reynier, the new-found kinsman of Mme. Jardine. He was invited everywhere—to pleasant family dinners, homely as elegant, and never later than 1 o’clock; to social evenings, beginning at H and ending at 9:30, after which—oh, felicity! —he often used the right of courtship to walk with Mme. Jardine and her daughter through the silent streets and by the placid lakeside home. He had not explained very much of business affairs, being, indeed, waiting anxiously till he could get an answer from his lawyer as to the possibility of transferring Miss Jardine's property to her Swiss relations, without the latter’s suspecting that they had not inherited it direct. Until then, he persuaded himself, and wrote to persuade his mother, though in the wariest and briefest terms, that it was his "duty” to remain at Neuchatel. He likewise argued that it was far too late in the year for traveling or sight-seeing, and it was only when Mile. Jardine cne day represented to him, with a spice of humor, real Scotch humor, which sometimes fla-hed out in her, how ignominious it would be to go back home without ever having seen Mont Blanc, that he planne 1 a day at Lausanne—a whole day—if his kind cousins would accompany him and take care of him.

“And I will take care of madame, your mother,” he said, tenderly. “She shall travel with every possible luxury that she will let me provide. Indeed, he added, smiling, “I assure you that I can afford it. I am. at least, as rich as —mademoiselle ma cousine will be presently if she choose to take possession of Blackhall. “ So it was arranged for the first fine day, which turned out to be one of those heavenly days which come even in November—transmuting the whole wor d into a beauty sweeter even than that of summer. As they sat in the railway carriage, they three alone together (Roderick had provided for that and every other possible luxury and comfort with a carefulness deliciously sw.et and newi, he and the mother lalked together aud Silence looked out of the window, absorbed in the delight of her rare holiday. It was not a very pretty country, the level region, half pasture, half vineyards, round the head of the lake, but she watched it with eyes which seemed to enjoy everything so intensely that she never noticed the eyes of the two who were watching her. Suddenly these met—the mother's and the lover's. Roderick started and blushed painfully. “lam glad it is such a fine day,” said he hurriedly. “We not have had another, and as soon as my sister's marriage day is fixed I shall have to think of returning home.” Mme. Jardine regarded him with sudden sharp inquiry. “Home? Yes, certainly; yes, monsieur ought to be going home. He will probably not revisit Switzerland for some time?” All the blood left the young man’s face; he could keep up the sham of conversation no longer, “Do you wish me not to return, madame? Do you dislike me? Does she dislike me?* The words were said in the lowest whisper, and the hand he laid on Mme. Jardine's trembled violently, till it was conscious of a feeble pressure, while a faint smile brightened the kind, worn face. “Madame,” he said, still in a whisper, “if lam alive I will return, and speedily. You must surely have understood that by this time. ” She looked him full in the eyes—an eager, que tioning, almost pathetio look. “Yes; you are good and true —I feel sure of it. lam satisfied.” This was all, for immediately afterward Silence turned round, making some innocent, unconscious remark about their journey. But fixed in Roderick's mind, with a thankfulness that afterward became almost awe. were those few words—what he had said to the mother, and what the mother had answered. “Is it Lausanne already?” said Silence, and then blushed, a vivid scarlet blush, the first Roderick had ever seen on her color e3s face. It made him start—nay, even tremble, as a young king might on suddenly hearing at the door the feet ot the messengers who bring him a longed-for crown, which, when it comes, he is almost afraid to wear. But it was Lausanne railway station —he must rouse himself. The dreamworld was come to an end; the practical world began. |TO BE CONTINUED. ]

He Understood at Last.

Only very recently, in a little village in the South of Devonshire, a man and woman, whose banns had been duly read out, presented themselves with their friends before the altar in the parish church, in order that the marriage ceremony might take place. The service proceeded in a fatisfactory and pleasant manner until the important part was reached where the clergyman asked the bride the decisive question: “ W ilt thou have this man to be thy wedded husband?” The parson was completely taken aback and all present were utterly astounded when the woman coolly replied. with considerable emphasis’: “No, that I won't; and he knows that I have often told him so!” “l> or what reason then did you come to the church, and make me and all look so stupid by having to take part in this foolish affair?” asked the clergyman with evident chagrin. “Well,” was the reply, “he would bother me again and again, and I couldn t get my peace at all, so I thought I would settle the matter forever by telling him once more before you and all present that I’ve fully made up my mind to have nothing whatever to do with him. ” And leaving the astonished parson and bridegroom to themselves, she, in company with her friends, resolutely marched out of the church.

A BLACK SPOT UPON ENGLAND.

Women and Girls Who Work at the Anvil and Forge. Henry Lloyd, one of the best known and most intelligent of New England's labor leaders, is sight-seeing in England. His last letter to the Boston Labor Leader contains the following amonj* other things: While in Birmingham, writes Mr. Lloyd, I was invited to go to what is called the Black Country. Dudley, Old Hill and Cradly Heath—about fifteen miles from Birmingham, to see the nail and chain workers at work. It was the most wonderful sight I ever witnessed, and one I shall not soon forget; in fact, it is a disgrace to Great Britain. Here I saw hundreds of women, young and old, some of them bare to near the wrist, standing before the anvil and forge, welding chains and making nails, for from ten to twelve hours per day, and after a thorough investigation, going among these people, speaking to them, and then comparing notes with labor men in the towns, 1 am convinced that they do not average more than three shillings and six pence per week. Boor young girls, their hands grimy and hard, with the black dirt ground into the skin, dull and heavy countenances, with all hope gone, and one poor girl said to me, “No one cares for we (meaning us 1 , master, we maun say a word." Married women at' one forge, their husbands at another, and an affair like a hammock slung ; from the ceiling of the little shop, with a little delicate baby. I have seen the mother leave the forge and reach up and take the baby and nurse it, whije she talked to me and cried. I may say they work in isolated little shops at the back of their houses where, as a rule, there will be three or four forges, but in some cases more, or even in some only one. The men doing the heavier work cannot earn more on an average than twelve shillings per week, and even les?. A short time before I arrived here, two men hung themselves with the chains they made, driven to desperation by poverty. The coroner said their condition was a black spot upon England. I cannot go further into detail, but will have more to say again about them. Let me add, on the side of a beautiful hill, overlooking this black valley, is the castle and grounds of the Earl of Dudley. He owns all the land in the town and village, also the coal mines ground the district. The earliest known photograph of Garah Bernhardt was taken in 1867, when she wak playing at the Odeon. Her dress had a crinoline, and her face is innocent and childish. Spice then one photographer alone has taken her in 1,007 different attitudes.

DOMESTIC ECONOMY.

TOPICS OF INTEREST TO FARMER AND HOUSEWIFE. Arrangement by Which Keroeene and Water Can Be Mechanically Mixed In the Spray Pomp—A convenient nig sty —New, Tire Lighter— Fa-m Notes. Spray-Pomp Attachment. A kerosene attachment for knapsack pumps which differs in some respects fiom other attachments of a similar nature is described by Prof. W. E. Weed of the Mississippi Station as follows: The kerosene is placed in a separate tank, which is attached to the back of the main tank by means of two clips at the side Dear the top and holds one and one-quarter gallons. A quarter-inch hose attached by a collar connects the kerosene tank with a brass pipe joining to the cylinder of the pump just beiow the lower of the two small balls whicn serve as valves. A stop-

SPRAY-PUMP ATTACHMENT.

cock is provided, as shown in Fig. 1, so that the kerosene, or a portion of it, can be shut off at any time. The attachment Is shown m more detail in Fig. 2, and but little is needed by way of further explanation. A pipe lor the passage of the water is provided, at right angles to the pipe through which the kerosene passes, and this Is at o provided with a stopcock with an elongated handle extending through the top of the main tank, so that the water may be shut off if desired. The mechanical mixture of kerosene with water is designed to do away with the necessity of making a kerosene emulsion. Such being the case, If by the mechanical

VIEW OF INTERIOR.

mixture of kerosene and water wo can accomplish the same results obtained by.an emulsion, we have greatly simplified the matter, so that it will be used as an insecticide much more extensively. Preserving Eggs. In the experiments in keeping eggs made at one of the New York experiment stations, the eggs were all wiped when fresh with a rag saturated with some antiseptic and packed tightly in salt, bran, etc. Eggs packed during April and May with salt, and which had been wiped with cottonseed oil, to which had been added boraic acid, kept from four or five mouths with a loss of nearly one-third, the quality of those saved not being good. Eggs packed in bran, after the same preliminary handling, were all spoiled after four months. Eggs packed In salt during March and April, after wiping with vaseline, to which salicylic acid had been added, kept four or five months without loss, the quality after four months being muelj superior to the ordinary. Temperature of each box varying little from b*o degrees, Fahr. A Pig Sty. The accompanying cut shows the best arranged sty I have seen, says a correspondent of the Ohio Farmer. The material used is oak. It is divided Into three compartments, each having sliding duors opening into the

CONVENIENT PIG STY.

exercise yard at the rear. A rain trough Is placed the whole length of sty. thus rendering the yard freer from moisture. The yard should be kept clean and dry, and may be covered hy a roof. The feeding should all be done In the yard, and the sty used for sleeping. A feed trough is placed in the yard also. A drop door hinged at b b is provided, to admit light and air in case it is necessary to close the doors in the rear, and is held In place by the button. Straw Mot Good for Horses. Cows need a much more nutritious ration to give good milk and In paying quantities than It is possible for them to consume when straw constitutes any part of it. A variety of feed is good tor nearly all stock, and when cows have clover hay, cornstalks and grain or silage, they will still eat a little straw if given it, tasting it apparently as a change of food. We have seen cows do this when well fed otherwise; but in every case the result will be a lessened milk yield. We know dairy men who are careful not to let cows get a chance to eat straw bedding, which they will often do if allowed. This objection to allowing cows to eat straw is important just now, when the thoughts of farmers are turned towards any possible economy

Id win tor {eedlng,— American Cultivator. ‘ * —— %Vh»t Tests. It has been observed for a numbei of years in the Ohio and Indiana wheat tests that the velvet chat! (Penquito’s) has proved more reliable than most any other sorts on black soils. In a recent trial at the Illinois Station a single plot of this variety yielded at the rate of fortyfive bushels per acre, and this yield was exceeded by only three sorts— Geneva giving 48 bushels, valley 46 bushels and crate 45} bushels. The following varieties gave actual yields exceeding forty bushels per acre: Golden Cross (synonym of l)iehlMeditterrapean), mealy, Poole, Oregon, valley, yellow, Gypsev, plckaway, witter, nigger. New Michigan amber, American bronze, rock velvet (synonym of velvet chaff) crate, Missouri blue stem, silver chaff, DiehlMediterranean, Tasmanion, red golden prolific, Lebanoc, royal Australinn (synonym of Clawson). On the fertile limestone soil of the Pennsylvania Station the velvet chaff gave a comparatively poor yield, the best variet.es proving to be the reliable, Ontario Wonder, rudy Canada, Wonder and Fulcaster. In a comparison of the average yield for five years the most productive varieties at the Pennsylvania Station we e found to be the reliable, valley. Fulcaster, Ontario Wonder, Deitz longberry red, Wyandotte red and. Currel'l’s prolific, in the order named. A Point In Fnttenini; Hogs. Prof.-Sanborn, a highly successful practical farmer as well as an agricultural professor and experimenter, made over 100 actual feeding testa with hogs of various weights, using various foods and employing about 400 hogs. He found on the average a certain amount of food was required to make a pound of gain on pigs weighing ar> pounds, 3.3 percent, more food was re |Uired to make the sanie gain on pigs weighing 70 bounds, 14 per cent, more on pigs weighing 120 pounds; 10 percent, more on pigs weighing 175]ounds, and so on up until 71 percent, more feed was required on hogs weighing 325 pounds, ho it uppears a hog fed at a fair profit until it reaches 200 pounds would be fed at a loss shortly after it had passed that weight. Winter Dairying. Most farmers who have tried winter dairying find that they can get more money either from soiling flillk or butter from cows that calve in September or October than from those that calve in spring. She summer prices of all dairy products are much loWer than! they are In winter. Milk/muit be freshly produced every day., It is equally true of butter that jo what is well made in winter brings better prices than wbat is kept over from summer. It is not a difficult matter with ensilage and grain feeding to mak6 yellow butter iti winter as good in quality as that made from cows at pasture. The white, poor butter made in winter comes from feeding the cow on hay mixed with weeds, which injure its flavor. New Flro Lighter. Here is a valuable little kitchen implement which has Just made its appearance in England. It is for quickly lighting the fire without the aid of any kindling. It is formed of

A FIRE LIGHTEB.

a strong iron casting, in the box-like end of which is embedded a composition that greatly resembles asbestos in its properties. This composition is fastened down by a wire mesh, and when being used is soaked with paraffine, and set in the grate. It is then lighted and coals heaped on in the ordinary way, and as soon as the tire is well alight is removed. Value of Feed. Every farmer should make it point to save every bit of feed possible. It will all be needed this year. The drought in the West has cut short hay, oats, and corn over a vast extent of country, and lack of pasture has compelled feeding what should be laid by for winter. The lack of feed will cause an early rush of poor, half-fatted and inferior stock to market, Those who have the feed will do well. to. keep their stock till this rush is over. Good, well-fed stock ought to bring remunerative prices later on. Maize Syrup Abroad. The representative of the Agricultural Department at Berlin has writ/ ten to Secretary Morton that he finds that lieriln firms are interested in maize syrups, and suggests that if the prices for Indian corn syrups in the United States are low it seems there might be a sale for them in Germany. Secretary Morton will promptly supply to the agent the names of any American manufacturers of maize syrups who will communicate to the department. Molt FrofUablo Stock. Men who are breeding and feeding pigs have the advantage of their fellow farmers who are breeding sheep, cattle, horses, or mules. Pigs come in the spring, and before the Christmas holidays have eaten themselves fat, weigh 200 to 300 hounds, and are sold and out of the way at a better market price than any other live sleek.iThls Is the situation in a nutshell. Honey In Hotter. The peculiar flavor observed in the butter lurnisbed at hotels in Eng*land and at those on the continent patronized by French people is §aid to be due to ohe presence of honey in the butter, says a writer, in a Nest York daily newspaper* The proporjtion is 1 ounce of hbfiey to 1 podnd of butter, and the result is a deoided improvement in flavoir and the avoidance of all rancidity in the butter. Little Land, Much Money. A committee sent from Maryland to examine the truck farms in Lancaster County, Pa., say the half of one farm of eighty acres yields annunaily *16,000 worth of fruit and vegetables; another, of 3ix acres, yields a profit of SO,OOO, another of ninety acr. s, manes a return of $20,000; another, of twenty, returns SB,OCQ worth.

HOOSIER HAPPENINGS

NEWS OF THE WEEK CONCISELY CONDENSED. What Our Neighbor* are Doing—Matter* of General and Local Interest—Marriages and Deaths—Accidents and Crimes—Personal Pointers About Imtianlan*. Minor State Items. Emvood is flooded witn counterfeit dollars of the 1892 issue. Richmond has ah oady begun to maao arrangements for a grand May music festival. While Martin Noweome was felling a tree near Brookville a limb fell on him. Will die. Mrs. W. L. Philpott, a well-known Anderson woran, while talking to a friend dropped dead. The editor of the Logansport Times 5s still advertising dead beat subscr tael's by offering their accounts for sale. A SPECIAL (Messenger train crashed Into a freight on the Nickel-plate road at Claypool. No one was hurt. Several oars demolished. George W. Kintiuh died at Waterford, from prostration, resulting from amputation of a hand, which had been crushed in a cane-mill during a friendly scuffle. Chart.es E. Weddle aged 24, attempted to get aboard an incoming train on the Pennsylvania road at Orinoco, and fell beneath the wheels. He was instantly killed. WHILE workmen were casing a gas well neur Shelbyvillo, Saturday, some one struck a match. A fearful explosion followed and throo men were probably fatally burned. The Bloomfield bank robber who was captured and is now in jail at Sullivan, wus identtlod by a Chicago detective, as Georg West, one of the most noted safe blowers in tno country. A UOSHEN man returnod homo recently after an ahsenco of twontythre* years. Instead of his wife receiving him witn open arms she slammed the door in his face. Capt. .1. B. Nation’s barn, near Kokomo, disappeared in a very singular manner. A little whirlwind dipped down and played havoc with tho structure. The timbors were found scattered sotpo distanco away. ,1. M. Terry, one of tho oldest and best-known conductors on tho Lake Shoro As Michigan Southern railway, was killed east of Elkhart He was working about his train when he was run over by it and instuntly killed. He leaves a wife and throo children He hud beon employed on the road nineteen years. Frank Layman mot with a peculiar accidont at Sholbyvlllo. Ho and another workmun wore ongagod in driving a well and woro using a bar and chain, twisting tho pine. In somo way tho chain slipped ana struck him on the left sidp of tho head, tearing his our entirely of( and rendering him un- ■ conscious for hours. •fcsEPH Miller, son of a farmer residing near Yorktown, attempted to board a moving freight tra ! n In Anderson, but lost his hold and fell under tho trath. Both logs woro crushed and were amputated below tho knees by Dr. J. W. Hunt. Miller was takon to St. John’s Hospital, His condition is regarded us very critical. J. PI. Rosenthal, an Indianapolis baker, began work ut tho Fienna Bakery In Anderson. ■ Ho was unused to using natural gas and turned on tho gas for some time before upplying tho match. Tho yaH exploded and burned his hands, face, breast, and head badly. All of tho hair was burned, off and the flesh cooked until It fell off. It is thought that ho will dio. Ho suffered untold agony. While Wilson Lewis was fishing at Lafayotto his line caught on something heavy. Exerting his strength ho was horrifiod to find that his hook lmd brought up tho body of a young colored woman. The girl had been missing over a week. Her narao was Mary Chambers, and she was but 17 yours old. Disappointment ovor a love affair is supposed to have caused her to suicide.

• Thk report of the Controller of the Currency regarding the condition oi the national bunks of Indiana shows that, at the close of business on October 2, the average reserve was 41.27 per com., as against 30.19 per cent, on July 18. Loans and discounts increased from *30,990,079 to *31,607,456; stocks and securities, fro n *2,357,830 to *3,014,017; gold coin from *3,562,209 to *3,621,676; lawful money reserve from $6,164,524 to *6,223,787; individual deposits from *29,965.148 to *32,009,204. As George W. Jones, a highly respected larmer living southwest of Rome. was crossing tho railroad on Main street, a special containing the officials of the Missouri Pacific going at a spood of forty miles an hour, struck his carriage, injuring him so badly that he died in an hour. Tho man wigs carried fifty foot and was landed under the carriage, which was a eompleto wreck, and the horses wore carried a greater distance and landed on the othor side of the track. Mr. Jones loaves a wife and live children. Adjutant General Bobbins has completed tho classification of tho various expensos incurred during the railf-oad and coul minors’ strikes. The total costofthosummer’slabor troubles will reach *53,009. every dollar of which the State must pay.’ Ten thousand dollars of the amount will be paid to tho railroads for transportation of troops. Tho pay roll amounts t,o *43,900. which sum lias already been paid by Gov. Matthews. Telegraphic communication between the troops and the state officials cost *3OO. Aside from tho salaries, which were paid out of a private loan negotiated by the Governor, the othor bills will not be paid until after the sess on of the General i Assembly, when an appropriation will be made for the purpose. A costly mishap has occurred at Thompson's green glass bottle works, Gas City. The molten glass in the tank was allowed to get too hot and began leaking through the bottom of the tank into tho air tunnel. The alarm was given and efforts were made to chill the hot glass with cold water. Before it could be checked however, about forty tons of glass had run out, filling and ruining the tunnel under the tank and badly damaging the tank itself. The loss will aggregate mor' j than *I,OOO and it will required the closing of tho factory for two weeks while repairs are being made. AT Roaehdale fire burned Porter & Jones’ poultry house, loss *3,000; Allison Block and grocery, loss $3,000; Boner’s butcher shop, loss SI,OOO, and Overby’s grocery, loss $3,000 All are partly insured. The fire was incendiary. John M. McHugh, a member of the Soldiers’ Home at Marion, was caugnt on a trestle on the P anhandle Railroad, on the outskirts of the city and killed by an engine. The head was severed from the body, and was found lying on the bridge. The body was aftewurds found beneath the trestle. McHugh was a member of Company I, One Hundred and Eighty-Second New York Iniantry

MONKEY TRICKS IN MIDAIR.

H»lr Raising Performances of a Bepsbsf of Factory Chimneys. John William Mayman, an Englishman, born in Lancashire, has lot some time been at work repairing factory chimneys In various parte of New England. He has been In this business for sixteen years, and has no Idea of turning his attention to other work, notwithstanding the fact that his father and brother were both killed by falls from a great height “Steeple Jack," as he Is called, has

STEEPLE JACK'S TERRIFYING FEAT.

traveled all ovor England and a good part of Europe repairing chimneys, earning a large Income most of the time, but spending It freely. In one month recently he earned SSOO, but only saved about a quarter of it, the remainder being spent foolishly. Mayman’s nerve whllo engaged in his perilous calling Is something wonderful. Some time ago he finished building an nddition to a chimney owned by the Smith Paper Company's mill, near Boston. The chimney Is 130 feet high. Soveral plunks bad been drawn up and placed across tho top to hold material, and an Iron rod had been put through tho top of the chimney. Ono Sunday afternoon Mayman had been drinking, and went to tho top of the chimney to show how steady his nerve was. Taking a stout plunk, he inserted one end under tho iron rod, letting the other end project into tho air about eight feet, lie firat tried tho plank with his foot; then walked slowly to the end, stooped, grasped the plank with both hands, and stood on his head at the extreme end. All the »pectators grew faint at the sight, >nd most of them turned uway, being unable to look at tho terrifying performance.

“OLD GLORY.”

How Artlit Grafton I’ropo io» to UtirrMfi Iti Star*. There Is a likelihood that the United States Government may adopt a new national banner In the not distant future, in which the stars, symbolic of the various States, will be differently arranged than at present Mr. E. D. Grafton, the well-known artist, whose reputation is national, has had in hand for some time a Belles of suggestions in the better arraugement of the stars in the national flag. lie proposes to give an honored position to the thirteen original States by means of a circle or wreath of stars of increased size occupying tho central portion of the blue field of that part of the flag, known as the “union.” His designs, embodying from forty-four to fortynine States, inclusive, are well conceived and compactly drawn, with no scattering star. It is not unlikely that the ideas here developed by the

THE FIELD AS REARRANGED.

artist will elicit, as Secretary Foster said, when the designs were shown to him, “ready acceptance and perhaps adoption,” They will be sent to Washington at an early date. The design should contain forty-five stars —the present number Including the Mormon State. As stated before, Mr. Grafton’s designs include six flags, being made up to provide for future contingency in the way of increase., The designs were recently shipped to Washington for inspection by the authorities there. Rockefeller Takes to the Bicycle^.John u. uocKefeller is a bicycle enthusiast* While spending the summer at one of his residences near Cleveland the mania attacked him in most virulent form. He had never before shown the slightest inclination for worldly amusements of any kind, hut the bicycle entrapped him. Mr. Rockefeller aroused several of his millionaire associates, and they have had great sport on the asphalt pavements and country roads about Cleveland. A Very Necessary Article.— Citlman—What do you think is the hardest thinfi to raise on a farm? Haysede—The money to work it.— Truth. By the tune a man makes up with his wife because of the spring housocleanlng the fall house cleaning begins.—Atchison Globe.