Democratic Sentinel, Volume 21, Number 38, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 September 1897 — Page 3

Horse and Boar.

A desperate fight between a horte and a boar, which resulted in the death of both animals, is reported from the county Une eighteen miles north of Warsaw, Ind. The animals were on the farm of Arthur Munson and got together in a field, when the combat began. At the end of twenty minutes the horse was torn and bleeding, bad wounds being inflicted by the tusks of the angry hog, whleh was also in a dying condition, its head and legs being broken by the tremendous kicks administered by the horse. The animals survived the fight only a short time.

Mere Bandies of Nerves.

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A Kind Recommendation.

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A Steady Job.

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A BRAVE DETECTIVE.

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H. C. BROWN.

Ing the first man who will bring his head to the New Mexico White Caps. In April of last year, Brown, Deputy Sheriff William Green and William Kelley were called upon to arrest cattle thieves who were carding on extensive threats In the San Isidoro country, not far from Las Animas, in southern Colorado. Both Green and Kelley were killed and their murderers are reported to have received the JI,OOO sums promised for their dead bodies. Mr. Brown was wise enough to leave the country. He is persistent in his declarations that the White Caps were behind the opposition to the law. The valiant survivor of these various frays is now traveling one of the most desperate districts In Denver.

Current Condensations.

Wild pigeons, once so abundant in Connecticut, have been almost unknown of late, owing to persistent shooting and snaring. Tatoolng Is the craze of London just now, and one member of parliament has had his whole family marked Ito assist in identification iu Case of an accident Lilies of the valley in France arc called “virgins’ tears,” and are said to have sprung up on the road between Calvary and Jerusalem during the night following the crucifixion. Octroi duty was charged at Lille on the water brought from Lourdes byreturning pilgrims. The officials classed it as mineral water, but their decision has been appealed from. Austria has put a stop to poolrooms; bookmaking is to be allowed only on the race courses. The reason for the action is the shameless way in which agencies have been swindling the public.

Extended tests made with the pine trees of the south prove that the timber bled for turpentine is in no way inferior to the unbled. By this means J2,000,000 is added to the value of the turpentine orchards. The State Department is loaded down withswordsand costly gems which have been presented to Americans by foreign governments, an-1 which can neither be lawfully accepted nor returned without international offense. Though Ireland is stfl! losing population, a gradual growth iu prosperity is noted among the people. In the year ending last July the deposits In the Irish savings banks increased $13,250,000, an average of over $3 for each inhabltant. Cheshire cheese threatens to become a thing of the past. For four years the price has been steadily falling and is now half what it was in 1891. Dealers tell the farmers that the change is likely to be permanent and advise them to turn to butter making. Venomous snakes are slow in doing mischief. The.cobra di capello, the toy of Indian Jugglers, retains its fangs, but never uses them except to resent injuries, and then, opening its crest and hissing violently, it darts on its victim, who has notice to escape. Since the notoriety given the town of South Manchester, Conn., by the newspapers, of the terrible hold that cocaine had upon the residents, the sale of the drug has materially fallen off, especially among the boys. Letters of Inquiry and circulars advertising treatment and cures have been received from all parts of the country. The Government has completed the purchase of the third section of four miles of the right of way for the Hennepin canal near Rock Island, and after the trees and building have been cleared from the land will let out the work of construction. On the first two sections on the east end of the canal the excavations and lock foundations are nearly completed, the only work being that of the construction of the locks and bridges. Thirty thousand elk are wintering in the Jackson's Hole country of Wyoming, according to the estimate of the game warden, who says that in one herd which he saw there were 15,000 of them, stretching over a distance of six miles. The sight, he said, surpassed anything he had ever seen and utterly amazed him. The elks’ trail over.the snow was like flint ice, he said, so hard had the snow been packed down. The animals are seen by thousands any morning, moving along the Snake river from the Great Swamp to the GrosVentre hills, and at night the walls of the calves straying from their mothers may be heard.

AT LOVES COMMAND

BY CHARLOTTE M. BRAEME.

CHAPTER XIX. “I will go to Miss Lennox’s house at once,” said Beltran to himself, after leaving his mother. “I will not try to meet her by chance —I will do everything openly. I will ask to see her, and then tell her why I am come.” Fortune favored him. He knocked at the hall door, and was told that Mr. Lennox raid Lady Lennox were not at home—th ait they were not expected at home until sou that Miss Lennox was disengaged. Beatrix sat alone in the superb drawing room, trying to decide what was best and right for her to do. She glanced listlessly enough at the card that the servant brought iu,.but when she saw the name her coldness'deserted her; the sweet face was transformed, her eyes filled with lovely light, her lips parted with a smile. She held out both hands to Beltran on his entrance. His jealous eyes looked quickly at them—there was no engagement ring on her finger. Quite silently he clasped the outstretched hands—their meeting was so sweet, so pleasant, and it would be over so soon. She did not seem to remember that he was clasping her hands. “I am very glad to see you back again," she said. “I was so sorry when you went away.” “I am presumptuous, I know,” he told her. “I cannot help it. I have only called to ask you, is it true?” “Is what true?" she asked. She had completely forgotten the paragraph in the newspaper, as she had forgotten everything else in her joy at seeing him again. “Is it true that you are about to marry the Duke of Heathland?” he inquired. A lovely flush rose to her face, her heart beat fast, but “Prince Charlie’s” daughter ninde one last effort in defense of her maidenly independence. “I cannot understand why you should ask me that question, Mr. Carew,” she said, and that was perhaps the least truthful sentence she had ever uttered. “Will you not sit down?” she added. “And will you not release my hands?” she was about to say, but something in his face prevented her. “I will not sit down, thank you. I will stand just where I am, holding your hands in mine, while you pronounce sentence of banishment upon me.” The dark eyes filled with pain. “Sentence of banishment, Mr. Carew? Nay, you u ill never hear such a sentence from me.”

"You cannot understand why I should ask you that question,” he said. "Let me tell you—you can but send me angrily away—it is because I am mad; because from the first moment that I beheld your face until now I have loved you with madness, but such madness makes a man’s life sweet to him, Beatrix—this once let me call you ‘Beatrix.’ I have been mad enough to love you. Dear heaven, if I could but tell you how no other face, sweet, has come between me and heaven save yours. Everything speaks of you. The waves murmur and the brooks sing ‘Beatrix.’ I know no other vord; your name, so sweet, so simple, fills the world for me. I did not know that I loved you. I never said to myself, ‘She is the fairest amongst women, and I will win her? I drifted as a leaf drifts down the stream. I dreamed as a child dreams. I wake to find myself struggling with a man’s love, a man's despair. I went away while I had strength to go. You are not angry with me, sweet?” “I am not angry,” she replied, all unconscious of the story that her downcast eyes and drooping face told, all unconscious that she still stood with her bands clasped in his. “I went away because I felt that if I saw you again I must tell you all, and that In telling I might lose you. I thought that when I was far away from you I should forget you, I would learn to love you less. I have studied hard, I have worked hard, and have returned quite as mad as when I went away. The first thing I saw on my arrival in England was the announcement of your betrothal; and I have come to ask you, is it true?” “No,” she replied, “it is not true.” The sudden gleam of happiness in his face startled her. “Not true! Thank heaven! Oh, Beatrix, permit me to ask, do you love this great and mighty duke who has so much to offer j ou?” “You do not deserve to know,” she said; and his heart grew lighter at the words. “Why do I not?” he asked. “One would think—that is, I should imagine ” and then she stopped. “You would imagine what, Beatrix?” “I should think that, if you had really been anxious to know, you would have asked me instead of going to Athens,” she said. “I dared not.” “Why, Mr. Carew?” she asked, briefly. “Why? Because you are a great heiress, a brilliant belle, a queen of fashion, and I am a poor barrister with no fortune.”

“What nonsense!” cried Beatrix; and in some vague way, though the words were rather commonplace, he seemed to find a great deal of encouragement in them. “Nonsense? Nay, it is hardly that. Had I acted otherwise, it would have been the case of King Cophetua and the beggarmaid reversed.” “It would have been no such thing,” she rejoined, quickly. “You have all, Beatrix, and I have nothing,” he said. “If the world were mine, I would lay it at your feet, I would give you everything.” “Are you the only generous person in existence?” she asked. A sudden passionate fire flamed in his eyes, his lips trembled, the strong hands tightened their clasp. "Mind, Beatrix,” he cried, “or you will drive me mad!” “I do not want you to go mad,” she said—“l want you to be cool and sensible.” “Standing here, Beatrix, looking at you, it is very difficult to be that.” "Then do not look at me t ” she said. “As thoqgh I could help it! I shall go away ten thousand times happier than I came.” “Are you going to Athens again?” she asked, quietly. "No, I shall stay here now. Oh, Beatrix. I love you so dearly! How rejoiced

I should be if you coiild learn to care for me!” “You have never asked me,” she said. “Have I not? The distance between us is so great; it seems to me as useless to ask you as to stretch out my hands to touch a bright star, you are so far above me. But, Beatrix, you are not angry; you hear me say these things, und your dear face does not frown upon me? I am growing giddy—it cannot l>e possible that you are willing to care for me—l must be dreaming!” “You have never asked me,” ehe repeated; but he saw that her face had grown as white as death. “I ask you now, my darling, my beautiful love —will you try to care for tie? 1 am not worthy, but I love you us no other man ever could. I fear to ask, yet it must be true —do you care for me a little t * “Not a little—can you not guess?” she said. “Is it possible, Beatrix, that you love me?” The gravity of her face was broken by gleams of rosy, tender light the dark eyes looked for a moment into, his own, and then she was clasped in his arms. “I cannot believe it!" he cried. “You were always my hero,” said Beatrix, as though excusing herself—“always. I thought you from the first like King Arthur.” “This is happiness!” he exclaimed. “|My proud, beautiful Beatrix—is it true that I have won you at last?” Time passed unheeded—“ Prince Charlie’s” daughter had found her haven of rest.

CHAPTER XX. The sound of carriage wheels roused Beatrix and Beltran from their trance of delight. Beatrix looked at her lover. “They are come, ’ she said, and the proud face grew pale as from some great emotion. Beltran kissed the sweet lips that had already bidden su?h defiance to love. “There will be a battle to fight, my darling,” he said. ’ Oh, Beatrix, my heart misgives me! I have been selfish. ! ought never to have told you of my love.” “Would it have been better, then, to have left me to be unhappy forever?” she asked. “Your uncle must be told at once,” said Beltran. “When would you advise me to see him?” “To-morrow morning,” she replied, “before luncheon.” “He will be angry with us, I know,” f said Beltran, “and I am sorry for it. I like your uncle, Beatrix, without knowing why." “So much the better,” she told him. ‘.'And I love my uncle very dearly. He is a sterling, noble man.” Hardly knowing whether he was dreaming or awake, Beltran Carew left Strathnarn House. Beatrix went to her room, her heart full of her new-found happiness.

"It is the very wine of life,” she said to herself, “this love that I despised.” One.of the first things she did was to write to the duke; and her letter was very much to the point. ‘1 told you from the first,” she said, “that I dill not love you. You begged of me to try to do so. I did try and failed; then you asked me to try egain, mid, much against my wish, you persisted in declaring yourself a suitor for my hand. It was understood between us that I was quite free, and that, if I found myself unable to love you, I was to tell you so. That time has come.. I have asked you often to withdraw from pretensions that distressed me. Now I deal quite fairly and honestly with you, and tell you most frankly that I have met one whom I do love. I esteem you and respect you, and shall always be most happy to call you my friend.” The Tetter concluded with expressions of good wiff and continued interest. Beatrix felt light of heart when she had written it. If he could but have believed her when she had spoken before! Then she dressed for dinner, feeling as though she moved ou air, so unutterably happy was she. Lady Lennox looked up in wonder at the beautiful, radiant vision that seemed to float into her room—Beatrix, in her sweeping diess of white silk, with roses in her hair, her bright face flushed with a glow of happiness that was new to it, her eyes bright With the sweet story of her love. “Trixie, my darling,” said the gentle mother, “how well you look!” The girl went up to her; <he knelt by her side, and clasped her warm arms round her neck. “Kiss me. mamma,” she said, “for I am the happiest Beatrix in all the world—indeed, 1 feel that there is no other creature so happy as I am.” The love shining in her eyes and flushing the sweet, proud face made her so beautiful that Lady Lennox was struck with her. “I have something ts tell you, mamma,” she said, shyly, “but you must keep it a secret until to-morrow—something that is most wonderful. Can you not guess?” And with the shyness of a child she hid her face on her mother’s neck. “I cannot guess—unless the duke ” “Oh, mamma,” she cried, “do not talk about the duke, please! That is all at an end. I want to tell you why I am so happy. Beltran Carew loves me, and has asked me to be his wife.” She was silent for a moment—the sound of the words as she herself had uttered them filled her whole mind with inexpressible joy. Lady Lennox did not stir or speak. “I laughed at love so long, mamma, and now no one loves more deeply than I do,” said the sweet voice. But Lady Lennox looked very grave. It was not in human nature to hear such words and see such a face as Beatrix’s without some emotion. She unclasped her daughter’s arms from her neck, and gazed half sadly at her. “Do you love him so very much, darling? Is it such very good news?” “The beat I could bring you, mamma; nothing could be better,” she said. “No one could imagine anything better.” “My dear Trixie, it is a very serious matter. What about the duke? First of all, tell me about him.” “There is nothing to tell, mamma. 1 Mavs always been unite open and frank

about him. He would not take my an* ewer, which waa always 'No,’ He touted in saying that if I would try—W I would only try—ln time I should love him; it required time. I am not to blatne, mamma.” “But, Trixie, think of the position, my dear. It is such a splendid match to break off, such a brilliant future, to mar and spoil. lam quite frightened at what the world will aay.” “Am I to marry to please myself or the world?" she asked. “Yourself, of course, Trixie; but consider the proposed match. You are very beautiful, and you will have a large fortune—Mr. Carew hns only his profession.” “I should not mind, mamma, if he had even less than that,” she said, proudly; “one does not measure such a man by his wealth. Oh, mamma, dear, be kind to me! Do uot talk about money. Think how I love him—how he loves me. What is money? Tell me that you like him—that you are pleased—that you will be my friend.” Eady Lennox was quite roused now. “I do like him," she replied. “He is handsome, generous, gifted, noble—he Is all that a man should be; but I cannot say that I am pleased you are going to marry him. Trixie, with your beauty, you ought to do much better. Your uncle will be bitterly annoyed.” Beatrix rose from her knees. “I am sorry you are not pleased about it, mamma,” she said. “It will not matter, though; death itself would not change me.” “I am quite sure harm will come of it, Trixie. I am frightened.” Beatrix kissed her with the same air of protection that she would have shown a child. “You are nervous, mamma; it will be all right. Uncle never refuses me anything on which my heart is fixed. Do not think about it. Only kiss me (inti say that you hope I shall be happy.” Lady Lennox kissed her. “I hope so, my darling—you look happy enough. But what will the world say? Oh, Trixie, it is plain I have brought you up very badly, since you do not discern the difference, socially, between a peer and a barrister." (To be continued. )

Love and Genius.

Mftny men of genius have undoubtedly believed, with Thackeray, that It is better to love foolishly than not at all; that they practiced this philosophy la proved by their memoirs and biographies. Hunt loved a good girl whose spelling was unconventional, and whose chlrography could not be called her chief accomplishment. Keats was wildly, madly In love with a commonplace girl named Fanny Browne. He married her, but she was Incapable of appreciating him. Hnzlltt, the brilliant essayist, loved the pert, coarse daughter of his landlady. He wrote her a letter which she never answered, and he said that “the rolling years of eternity would not fill up the blank that her failure to answer that letter caused.” A practical Scotch girt, Charlotte Carpenter, won Walter Scott’s love. She not only hated literature, but objected to writing to him. He wrote her saying: “You must write me once a week.” She replied: “You are quite out of your senses, and you need not put In so many ‘musts’ In your letters. It is beginning too early." Walter was foolishly In love with Lady Dorothea Sydney, who was his “Saccharlssa.” She liked his love making In poetry, but when he proposed marriage In prose, the idea did not appeal to her. Alfred de Mueaet’e love for the Irra, sponslve George Sand gave his thoughts such an extraordinary elevation that he “wrote many brilliant poems In consequence. Thomson had his Amanda and Littleton Jiis Nannie. Chaucer sang the praises of many queens, but his one great love was Philllppa Picard de Rouet, the lady in waiting to Queen Anne of Bohemia. He waited nine years to marry her, but made It a matter of complaint In several poems. Moore lived up to bls theory that love’s young dream Is the sweetest thing In life. He never let one love get old before he supplanted It with a new. Carey bad his Sally of "Sally in Our Alley" fame. Surrey loved Geraldine from tbe time she was a child in short dresses. Corneille, the astute lawyer, fell in love and became the brilliant dramatic poet. Thus it seems that love, whether successful or otherwise, for a time inspires its votaries.

Cellar to His Ground Floor.

Chicken Bill and Tabor were partners In numerous mining ventures In the mountains In the early days, before the Governor became known to fame as' a bonanza king, and each was in his several ways helpful to the other. After Tabor had struck It rich and had money to burn Chicken Bill approached him with a scheme which he represented to be very promising, and easily Induced him to take some stock In It. Before long the fact developed that Tabor was a minority owner, associated with a number of shady fellows from whom his Instinct told him fair play could not be expected. Thoroughly dissatisfied with the deal and Incensed at the deception practiced upon him by a man he had so many times befriended, he sought him out and demanded an explanation. “I thought you told me I was tn on the ground floor in that transaction,” shouted Tabor. “Well, you were, Horace,” replied Bill, with a grtn. “You were in on the ground floor, just as I told you—but there was a cellar to It.”—Denver Times.

Tuning Up.

It has often puzzled the uninitiated why musicians tune their Instruments in public, and not before they enter the orchestra. If they manipulated them before entering the theater or concert room they might find the temperature different in the place of performance, and the Instruments would not be tn tune. King Oscar of Sweden and Norway, who will soon celebrate the twentyfifth anniversary of his reign, has re celved the honorary degree of doctor in all the faculties of the University of Vienna. This is the first time that such a distinction, which has to be sanctioned by an imperial decree, has ever beeh conferred. A delegation of savants from the university will visit the jubilee at Stockholm to present the diploma to King Oscar in person. The document Itself is a fine work of art, on which several of the most prominent Viennese artists have collaborated. In some of the farming districts of China pigs are harnessed to small wagons and made to draw them,.

Feminine Sharpness.

The author of "A Letter to Posterity” tells the following story of Mrs. Ashley, a beautiful Southern woman, who was afterward the wife of the Hon. J. J. Crittenden. She was a belle in society, and was dowered with unusual tact and charm. “Always give men brevet -ank,” said she to a young girl who had just come out. "If they are colonels, call them general If they are captains, call them colonel. They will forgive you.” But she could say sharp things when occasion demanded. A certain Indy who had always been envious of her, once bought from her a French toilette, which Mrs. Ashley, who was going into mourning, could not wear. Put the purchaser, after having worn the slippers, brought them back with the remark: “They are too big. I could swim In them.” Mrs. Ashley took them, and answered quietly: "My dear, I am a larger woman than you are In every respect.”—Youth’s Companion.

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A Lapse of Memory.

"What’s this you have "asked me to carve, Mrs. Slimmeal?” “That a spring chicken, Mr. Boardman." "Why, so It is, so It Is, How strange I didn't recognize such an old acquaintance." Whereupon the other boarders refreshed themselves with a smile at the landlady’s expense.—Exchange.

There Is a Clam of People

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Turned Down.

Sister—l heard that poor Miss Hawkins has gone into a decline. Is It so?" Brother—Yes, she has; I got some of the decline last night.—Up-to-Date.

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