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MAKING WILLS.

^Typewritten Test iim-nts Are Not Held In High Esteem by Lawyers.

Some comment has been caused in 3agal circles by the fact that the will of the lato J. Hood Wright, disposing of aa estate of over $5,000,000, is typewritten. The will occupies more than "teu pages of typewritten matter and is loosely bound together by a silk cord.

It appears that the highest form of legal practice in the matter of wills is -t-hat these documents, no matter how 3ong, should all bo written by hand. 'This is not merely the survival of an old folia still adhered to in spite of the greater legibility of typewriting. The ••••cpii'.kui of lawyers who practice in the surrogate':! court and have to do with the disposition of great estates is that the writing of a will a (lords added protection against fraud.

It is said that while it would bo a -comparatively easy matter to imitate typewriting and introduce a bogus sheet somewhere in the body of tho document if it ran over several pages, yet that this •could not so easily bo dono when all tho Blatter was written by hand. In the lat"?fcer case not only would the handwriting •of tho genuine document have to be imitated, which imitation would in itself be forgery and a crime, but the ink and paper would also have to be imitated. There are only a few varieties of typewriter paper, and tho inks used on typewriters do not number more than a dozeu.

J. Hood Wright was an active member of the firm of Drexel, Morgan & Co. and accustomed to largo business transactions. His counsel was ono of tho luest known firms of lawyers ift this city, under whose advice, it is presumed, ho acted when drawing his will. At the same time the files of the surrogate's cflice show that tho will of William H. Vauderbilt, disposing of an estate of ••over $200,000,000, was typewritten, occupying many sheets of paper.

It would undoubtedly be an added protection against frauds in wills if •riiese documents, when on separate sheets, could be bound together and .-.oaled in such away that one sheet could t.?ot be removed and another substituted. The law does not make such a provision, however, and wills of all kinds have been probated in this county. One will, which-was long a curiosity in the surrogate's office, was written in pencil on the inside of a German primer. Another will, which was probated recently in .this county, was between two sheets of -glass, while many wills disposing of large fortunes have been accepted, although written altogether in pencil.

It is a matter of frequent occurrence for wills to be offered for probate, many of them leaving immense sums of money, where the testator did not know iiow to sign his or her namo and mado a "mark," or cross. That "goes" before the surrogate just as well as the signature which is signed with a flourish, providing tho document is properly witnessed and otherwise complies with tho requirements of the law.—New York World.

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Who is tho best man in congress physically? That was the question a group sof gentlemen were discussing in a snug corner at Page's, tho inquiry being apropos of some recent attempts at fisticuffs •on the floor of the house. Nobody could answer with certainty, though it was regarded as a pretty sure thing that among 35(i men there were quite a number who would be able to givo a good account of themselves in a scrapping match.

One gentleman remarked that Mr. Boutelle of Maine was the possessor of •a superb physique, and another said that •Champ Clark of Missouri had been iicown to lift 1,250 dead weight, though SGhat was some years ago. "I havo an idea," said Mr. Louis R. Edwards, "that Representative George W. Ray of Norwich, N. Y., is among the very best men in the present congress. He is one of the most powerful men physically I ever knew, and his muscles are like steel. He has the advantage of a superb constitution, the result of country breeding, having passed his youthful days on a farm. I saw four anen tackle him once, with the intention of doing him up, whereupon Ray lit on the quartet and thrashed every on« of them till they begged for mercy. I would bo sorry for any one man that •\eould try conclusions with him in a Touch and tumblo t.

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That mortal man may hear. Freemen of greatest, noblest thought Their songs divine have sung. And laws of highest justice taught

In this majestic tongue.

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Shaking tho vaulted skies. But. oh, what frank and hearty mirth Doth English speech reveal When Peace, God's angel, walks the earth

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BELLS OF FOLLY

Miranda ran into the meadow, laughing. Tho grassy slope slulved down into the valley, where the wood lay black and still. Daffodils nodded and cowslips bowed as she passed on her way. A lark got up and rose, singing to heaven. She sped out of the shadow and into tho sunlight, and the sound of her young laughter floated down the valley. Echoes joined it there, and the littlo ravine gurgled with merriment. Miranda stopped, with her chin in the air, and listened. Was it all the echo of her own delight, or was it something more? Tho peal of her mockery died into the somber copse, and out of it, fresh and clear, a voice trilled merrily on its upward way. Miranda stood and waited.

He came up the bank of wild flowers, his face bright with tho love of life and laughter, and at the sight of her he paused. The two faced each other for awhile in silence, and then a smile ran round Miranda's lips, and the young man's eyes sparkled with merriment. "I took your laughter for a signal," said he, making his beaming salutations, "but I reckoned little upon so charming an assignation." "It was but a signal of the spring, sir, says she, with a dainty bow. "Nay," he replied. "I make no such distinctions between the seasons. I laugh the whole year through. It is the manner of the wise. You will perceive my jocund humor, fair mistress. Believe me, 'tis not tho whim of an hour contrived by the guiles of a spring morning, but a very settled disposition of tho mind. I am broad based upon gayety." "Ah, to be gay!" cricd Miranda. "To bo gay is to live." "Life is at our feet," said the merry youth. "I take an infinite pleasure in its complexities. Believe me, nothing should matter, save the twinkling of an eye or the dimpling of a cheek." "You are right, said Miranda, smiling. "How can one have enough of laughter?" "We are of one mind, he answered pleasantly. "Let us go into our corner and bo merry together. "Why not?" says Miranda. "Why not?" "There are 10,000 pleasures in this silly world," he went on, "and, for myself, I have not yet exhausted the tenth part of them. Count my years, then, and make threescore and ten the dividend, and what remains? Pack them into the hours never so neatly, and you will not exhaust the store. And that is why I am a spendthrift of pleasures. I eke not out my delights. I would burn 20 in a straw hat out of sheer caprice and toss a dozen to the ducks upon the lake for pity." "Yes, yes," agreed Miranda. "Time," he continued, with fine scorn, "time has discovered us a conspiracy of the ages to inthrone this melancholy. But we are no traitors to our rightful being, you and I, and we wiJl clap a crown upon the head of laughter, and lay tho usurper by the heels in his proper dungeon. "Ho were bettor thero,'' replied Miranda thoughtfully. "Thero is never a care, ho resumed, "upon which we may not trample, not a trouble which we may not forget. What a fool is ho who would nurse his sorrow and not bury it in the deepest grave!" "What a fool!" murmured Miranda dreamily. "Should one lose a friend? A fig for friendship!" quoth ha "Does one cast a lover? A snap for a hundred lovers! What has been remains, and what Is shall be."

Miranda said nothing. Subtract love from life," said the young man, "and life remains. I would have the world know that love is a pleasant cipher, an amiable and entertaining mood, and that life is left when love is lost. There is no love. It were more truly writ in tho plural and spelled with a small letter."

Miranda turned upon him swiftly. "Fie! Fie!" said she, and the light flashed in her eyes. "I know nothing of this love, but I dare swear there be things that matter. Take these from life, and what will rest over? Is there not sorrow, and is there not pain? Is there not remorse, and is there not the thing called sin? I kuow nothing of these. I am too yonng to the world. But there they stand, sir, importuning at our doors with outstretched arms, and one has only to lift the latch to let them in. You would deny the very pulse of human nature when yon ignore these evils. You would forswear tho very weaknesses which have composed for you your sentiments."

In the excitement of hor retort Miranda's face flushed and grew bright. Wide eyed the young man stared at her and forgot to laugh, and when she had done his head dropped, and ho sighed. "Ah," she said, "you sigh. You yourself have felt and suffered. You

have belied yourself. You sigh. There are facts in life even for sighs." 'Tis true," he answered softly, "yet I sighed for pleasure." "What pleasure?" she asked curiously. "Or it may be hope," he added.

He looked at her, and his gaze was mild and wistful. She regarded him in perplexity, and then a wild flush took her in the cheek and throat. "Pooh, pooh!" she cried, and turned off, plucking at the hawthorn bush. The white may smelled rank, but strange and soothing. The petals shivered and fell. Miranda's heart beat on, wondering. Something clapped at its doors again and again. Would she open? What was this impatient visitor that pleaded so for entrance? She had so little knowledge. She was but newly arrived upon the world. Her emotions were still strangers to her. She was a pilgrim still among her new sensations. Ought she to open? Nay, to stay so and wonder was surely pleasantest. One day ?ho would throw wide the doors and look. But now it was sweet to feel that hand upon tho knocker, that clutching it the latch, and lie trembling within in feigned insecurity. Sho turned and faced him. Straightway the clamor ceased, and in her heart was silence. Sho looked him coldly in the face. "You smile for love?" she asked. "Yes, dear," said he, "and for the thought of you." "Oli, you take me too lightly," she broke out. "You do not guess what a solemn thing this love may be. You flutter into a thousand follies on the scantest reflection. You will dance, and you will play, and you will jingle jangle through your holiday world without a thought for anything but pirouettes and jigs and whirligigs of laughter. The most sonorous of sacred sorrows may sound in your ears, and wake no echo but a jape within your heart. And you would put me upon that dead plane of ribald merriment with yourself? I will1 laugh with you. Yes. I will go beg of you for jests in my jocund seasons. I am willing to shriek over your whimsicalities at my own pleasure. In my serene unthinking moments I will be content to exchange humors with you, and to vow that life were more than void and dull were not such as you at my bock. But when I have opened my chamber and fastened the door upon myself my soul and I shall be alone together, and I will weep and pity and repent and ache out my heart with sorrows in which you can have no lot. I am young, but I have an inkling of what the world may mean." "The world," said he, "means happiness. "The world," she retorted, "means tears and bitter wringing of the hands. Have I not heard of death? And have I not seen pain? You think me gay, yet how long shall I keep this gayety in my heart? I go round upon tho wheel. It turns and changes. What shall befall tomorrow that I should not weep today? You would pluck me with no greater consideration than you would pick a flower from its stalk wherewith to deftk your coat. Should it wither or fall adust, another will serve until the coming of the wine. Look you, you will sigh and weep for love, and 3*our sighs will bo smiles, and your tears will be laughter. Forthright your heart is singing like a lark. Yours! Yours is the shallowest of paltry passions." "I would do much for you," said he. "Givo up your dimples," cried Miranda, "and so to the churchyard with a wry face?" "Even that," he answerod, nodding. "Pah!" said she, "you will not contain your face lugubriously for five minutes by the clock. Though you shall remember to be sober for two sentences, at the third you will be whistling, and the fourth will find you holding your sides."

He moved a step toward her. "And if I should die for you?" he asked pleadingly.

Miranda gasped. She contemplated his face with uncertainty. His eyes shone with the dew of tears. His hands trembled. It was the corner of his mouth betrayed him. Miranda burst into laughter. "You!" she cried You! Why, you would forget my coffin as it passed, and the color of my face ere my back was upon you. See here," she said, "I v/ill give you to the hedge for misery, but I swear you will take the lane as jauntily as an hour since. Get you gone, my merry man, and come again to dispute with me in an idle humor. Fie, fie, to think on you and death in the same company!" J,-

He sighed and turned away. You have the smallest heart of any maid I know,"he said, shaking his head. "The better for my laughter," laughed Miranda.

He moved across the meadow, his head hanging, his eyes downcast, his stick dragging among the daisies. Miranda stared after him, her lips parted in amusement. He climbed the stile, and stopping on the topmost step turned to her again. "I have at least one 6olace," he called across the meadow. "I shall forget your fickle face by night."

Miranda's laughter touched the skies and ceased. Pier face fell thoughtful. She sighed and shrugged her dainty boulders.—H. B. Marriott-Watson in Sketch 4,,

How to Express It.

"I'm so sorry supper isn't ready," said Mrs. Dinsinore to her husband when ho came in. "I attended the meeting of tho sewing circle this afternoon, and I couldn't get away. "Hemmed in, were you?" asked her husband.—Detroit Free Press.

What** Popular.

"Do you think it improves a story to have a moral?" said the young literary man. "Not commercially," replied his friend. "It's the story with an immoral that pays, nowadays, "-r?Washington Star. 'J-IL '-.*V 'I .* ^, z* t-

DISASTER IN MEXICO

One Hundred and Four.People Killed.

A HUNDRED OTHERS INJURED.

The Wreck on the Inter-Oceanic Kailroad Proves to Be More Disastrous Thau First Reported—The Train Crew Were Americans, but All the Passengers Were Natives—Details of the Disaster.

CITY OF MEXICO,

March 2.—It is now

known that 104 people were killed and nearly a hundred others were injured in the terrible wreck on the Inter-Oceanic railroad Thursday afternoon. It was one of the most frightful accidents in the history of the Mexican railroads.

The accident occurred at a point about 25 miles from the city. A few days ago a great number of persons left the capital and the towns in the vicinity to go on a pilgrimage to the Catholic slirme at Sacramento. Tickets were sold at reduced rates over the Inter-Oceanic line, and this road carried the bulk of the pilgrims.

Thursday a long" train, aboard of which there were l,2u0 passengers, was returning from the place of pilgrimage. All went well until a point on the line about midway between Temamtla and Tenango was reached. On this part of the road there is a steep incline, the line at one place on it having a sharp curve where it runs close to the edge of high precipice. This is one of the most dangerous places on the road and was rendered more so by the fact that the track here was not in the best of condition.

As the pilot weels of the engine took the curve the locomotive swayed outward and then back. As the drivers went on tlie curve the engine again swayed heavily, and then jumped the track or turned a rail. It dashed across the scanty space between the rails and the edge of the chasm, and then plunged downward. One after another three coaches filled with passengers dashed after it and piled up in a mass of wreckage at the foot of tiie precipice. The next two coaches also jumped the track, but most fortunately did not go over tho edge of the precipice. As the fifth coach left the metals it twisted and broke the coupling connecting it with the coaches behind it. These coaches kept the rails and passed safely around the curve. After running a considerable distance they were stopped by the handbrakes.

When the engine and three coaches fell to the bottom of the ravine there was a fearful crash, and mingled with it were the shrieks of the affrighted passengers, which cou'd easily be heard above the shrieking of the escaping steam of the engine, which was knocked to pieces by the ia!i.

The passenger. in the two derailed coaches at the edge of tho precipice got out as quickly as possible, and many of tliem fell on their knees and oli'orod thanks for their escape from a most awful death.

In the meantime a number of passengers in the other coaches had returned to the scene of the wreck and devoted themselves to the work of rescuing those imprisoned, in the wreck. The sight here was a most gruesome one. The carriages were shattered and a majority of the occupants were lying beneath tho wreckage. The shrieks and moans of tlie injured were heartrending, while many of the unhurt women and children moaned and wailed in an agony of terror. Here and there among tho debris could be seen an upturned face, the eyes iixed in the glassy stare of death, the features distorted with unknown fear. Again, what had been a face could be seen crushed out of all semblance to humanity. Here was an arm, there was a leg that had been severed from a trunk lying, perhaps, 50 feet away.

The trainliands were all Americans, and some of them as soon

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telegraphed the news of the disaster to this city. The intelligence quickly spread, and caused the greatest consternation among the inhabitants, many of whom had relatives or friends on the train.

The railroad officials displayed commendable activity, and a special relief train with surgeons, an ambulance, medicines, bandages, etc., was promptly dispatched to the scene. Arriving there, everything possible was done to alleviate the sufferings of the injured, some of whom were in such agony that they prayed for death to relieve them from their tortures.

Aided by some of the men who were in the coaches that did not go over the railroad employes and the relief corps soon cleared away the wreckage sufficiently to allow the extrication of the dead and injured. One hundred and four dead and 85 wounded were taken out of the wreck. The injured who could stand to be moved were brought to the City of Mexico on the special train and taken to the military hospital, which was thrown open to the sufferers by orders from President Diaz. The whole staff of the hospital busied themselves in attending to the injured who were made as comfortable as the circumstances would permit.

Many of the dead will never be identified, some of them being so horribly mangled that it is almost impossible to recognize the remains as those of human beings.

So far as can be learned, the accident was due to the negligence of the engineer. It is stated that when the train entered the incline he made no attempt to check its speed, by the use of airbrakes. Had the brakes failed to work the momentum could have been checked with the handbrakes,, but persons on the train state that they heard no whistle for the application of tlie handbrakes. The engineer and fireman are believed to be under the wreck of the engine, and why the train was allowed to run practically wild, on one of the most dangerous sections of the road, will probably never be known.

As iB the case in Mexico whenever a railroad accident occurs, the feeling is very bitter against the railroad company and the trainliands. All the latter who survived be will held to strict accountability under the Mexican law, although, as a matter of fact, they were in no way rr. sponsible for the disaster.

Tho most terrible Mexican railroad accident waa the one that occurred on the night of Jane 24, 1881, when a train on lie San Morolos railway precipitated, by tlie fall of a bridge, into tho river near Cuartla. About 200 lives were iudt in that accident.

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