Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 10 March 1896 — Page 2
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HON J. T. Brrofcs has purchased the half interest in the Bedford Mail owned bv the late B. Hitohcock. Mr. Br-oks is a popular attorney of Bedford, well lik^d, nouoie and respected. His predecessor, Mr. Hitchcock was popul»r with hiB brother editors. One of his last acts iu a U' a -tic I'tie wnd taking in the Atlanta Edirorml excursion last October from which he rt- ur ed sick.
THE Republicans over the. State are as jet. ali at sea, iu regard to a candidate for Governor. So tnauy of the candidates do not measure up to ihe standard of what tfie people flunk a Governor out to be. The thirteen C'udiilaies are together wiih their friends, all pushing for the frout but it is de-(i he-it so far with nobody .11 the lead far enouuh to count. Republicans need 1 ot think tliey can win out with any kind of a candidate, Ihe man to lead the Republicans in Indiana this year should be a strong, vigorous and able man, boih physically and mentally and worthy the confidence and re-tpe-t 'i 1 piitics L'lir re are such men iu the party and the popular sentiment will, in due aud proper time chrystalize about such a man and he will be nominated aud elected.
MANY Dem crats and a few Republi cans no not approve of the course of chairman J. K. Uowdy of the Republican state Ontral Committee in bringing fcuit to set aside all apportionment laws back to the time of the adoption of the Stale constitution. His action, however, will be approved by the vast mnjority of the voters of the Sta who are disiuter-e-ted aud fairtmuied. Who is there now to de e.id geiry inanders? No one is it ft 10 dclend bucu infamous and uufair acts. Now that they are condemned by both parties aud the Supreme Court why should not a fair, just and equitable law be passed. Hold an eleceiou under the law of 1885. the m.st unfair, unjust and meanest of all the infamous gerry man ders, not much! riot much! Some Democrats are charging that the attempt to have a law declared void which every
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Owen for Secretary of State in 1894 as follows Counties. No. delegate'. Fayette 20 franklin 17 Hanoock 21 Henry 36 Rush 28 -helby 30 'Inion 11 ayne 58
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Obinaiy,
Cora Alma homas, daughter of Lucinn B. and Jail* E Thomas, was born No vember 24, 1869, died February 29, 1896
She grew to 4 omanhood at the home of ber parents in Jncknon township, Hancock couuty, Indiana. Alter completing the course of study in the common schools, she attended the Spt:e)a academy for several terms and wa* a tKJihtul aud efficient ssudent. Her kind and gentu. »'i sirim won for nmt.e on-! friends unn-ns hpr »ny school and acqu. infa S'ie entered fudy into the wor* of li'e and bhd a lui i*ble ambition bt1 of use her friends and especially to he* pa'esi-s aud si-* cs She possessed bush ess ideas seldom shown by perMm* of er a and sex «nd her judgerue. was -c- urareand reliable
Sbe uni'ed with th Pletsaut Hill E. c: ureri, mi* 'as convert! at the age of twelve y-ars. in her relig ons ii*e j-he wa? qnie aid unassuming, ^ut alvv.-is
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a fair and law passed which all acknowledge should, be on tb§ statute books, is paving the way for confusion excitement, contention and possibly an archy. Such charges are non-sensical Who will take the responsibility of trying to throw affairs in a State of anarchy when the Republicans are only asking and trying to secure that which is fair We do not believe there are anarchists in this State.
and d«-v -teii. She bore her suf
fering with pitiencie and fortitu '-e and wiiiie she expressed a desire to live to \vii her part-ni.-, isfers aud brot-t er, she ueveitheless resi^n^d to the vvi 1 the L'Td, in whom she had coust^-n 1} trusted. i'o the mortil vision it seems hard to lay ihe grave so joim&r, wnd 111 whom lhere was -o much protni.se of use fulness, but in the trent here*iter,
know and fully underst-nd hat rloet ali ih ntzs we-i I he benniitu hfand triumpnant ('i-ath will continue to spe di to the livint?, tho^'^g
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Iu her last hours on faith, she was resigned aid ha py She spoke of the los-^ os he:- paren s, sisters and brnther buf. said sh^ v^a- p-ep red to meet the Silent Messenger, and while strength decln i, she prayed to give her eve aud died whisoerins: "Glory "I cannot Bav. and I will not say, '1 hat she is dead, ^he is just away.
W th cheery Miiile and a wave of the Band, Stie has wandered into an.unknown uind, And left lis dttaniititf how verv fair It needs mint be, sinc^ -die lingers there. Andyou—O you who the wildest yearn Fur the d-time ep tmd the glad return, Ihinktd her fai ing on as dear In the love of there as the love of here: Think of her, still the same, I say, She is Dot dead, She is just Bway."
A lar^e number of relatives and frienas ga hcred at ihe home on Monday morning March 2nd, co pay the last tribute of respect to one whom they loved. The I fuueral services were conducted by Revs. Al'iertsou of Charlottesville and Preston of Knit htstown The remains were laid to rest in the Simmons cemetery
HORSES AND HORSEMEN.
A. T. Miller will drive the Mount Kisco farm racing stable this year. Ed Goers will take the Village l^in Stable to Louisville on April 1.
Crittendy, 2:15, by Courier, will bo in Gus Macey's racing stable this year. Italian horsemen have been trying to buy Baron Dillon, 2:12, by Baron Wilkos.
The Tennessee mare Emily Hal, 2:24%, is now in Ed Odell's stable at Philadelphia.
George B. Achuff of Meadville, Pa., Will race Bird McGregor, 2:21 4, by Jay Bird, this year.
The imported hackney stallion Ottawa died at the farm of F. C. Stevens of Attica, N. Y., recently.
Jib Albert, a 3-year-old by Albert W, 2:20, out of the dam of Flying Jib, 2:04, is said to be a coming trotter.
Mr. C. H. Nelson has sold to Mr. Walter Reynolds of Winslow, Me., the gelding Philios, 2:24^, by Pickering.
Dawn, 2:18%, by Nutwood, died in California last week. He was the sire of six performers in the 2:30 list.
Louis Victor, the horse recently purchased by Mr. Charles Bassini of Newark, N. J., will be campaigned this season.
Body Patterson, who trained the Rockefeller stable, at Cleveland, last season, has opened a public stable at Elkhart, Ind.
Miss Rachel, 2:16^, by Bourbon Wilkes, foaled a colt by Robert McGregor,
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at Ketcham farm, Toledo, a few days ago. The dam of the western pacer W. W. P., 2:06%, was bred in Chautauqua county and sold to western parties when a weanling.
The sister to Phoebe Wilkes 2:08K at Cloverdell farm, Colmar, Pa., is said to be a trotting wonder. Another fast youngster there is a sister to Rod Bud, 2:14)£. Both will be trained.
PLAYS AND PLAYERS.
It Is now rumored that Marcus R. Mayer Is to manage Lillian Russell next season. Victor Herbert is about to commence work on the score of a new opera for the Bostonlans.
Maxime Elliott has had an offer to star in Australia. But she doesn't want to leave America.
According to a cablegram, It Is practically settled that Beerbohm Tree will return to this country next season.
Since James O'Neill has appeared in repertory this season his business has been larger than at any time in eight years.
Mary Hampton has been re-engaged by Charles Frohman for next season, but she will not appear in "Sowing the Wind."
Frank L. Perley says: "Modjeska will positively not appear again this season. I have notified the company to disband."
The Bostonians celebrated, at the Broadway theater, New York, a few days ago, the two thousandth performance of'' Robin Hood."
Willie Collier, the comedian of Rice's "Little Christopher" company, was the first to use the Roentgen oathode ray on the 6tage.
Stuart Robson has been before the public as a legitimate actor about as long as any other star, yet he has not received a loving oup.
Annie Myers, the newcomer In "The Passing Show," Is reported to have made a oapltal success in the role first played by Vernona Jarbeau.
Chaunoey Olcott will appear shortly in an up to date version of
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Irish Min
strel," In which poor Soanlan used to star. The pleoe will be called "The Minstrel of Glen." ...
THE WANDERER.
Upon a mountain height, for from the I found shell. And to my listening ear the lonely thing Ever a song of ocean seemed to sing,
Ever a tale of ow«n seemed to tell. How came the shell upon that mountain height?
Ah, who can say Whether there dropped by some too careless hand Or whether there cast when ocean swept the land,
Ere the Eternal had ordained the day?
Btrange, was it not? Far from its native deep, One song it sang, Bang of the awful mysteries of the tide. Sang of the mi.-ity sea, profound and wide,
Ever with echoes of the ocean rang.
And as the shell upon the mountain height Sings of the sea Bo do I ever, leagues and leagues away, Bo do I ever, wandering where I may,
Sing, O my home sing, O my home, of thee! —Eugene Field.
IN WARTIME.
Just below the dam the water wheel of Euzebio, the miller, creaked noisily in its ponderous revolutions, while from the opposite bank the mill of Anselmo growled a muffled accompaniment. Friends from childhood, the lives of these two old widower millers of 70 gave a silent contradiction to the popular axiom concerning men of the same employment.
And the picturesque beauty of the spot! Behind Euzebio's mill the pasture ground sloped gently to the river's edge, and, crossing it, ran the pathway down which the mules were driven, laden with grain for the mill. Along tho bank a row of tt.ll poplars threw fantastic shadows upon the placid surface of the milipond. The river slipped easily along between its sandy margins, now glistening in the sunlight, now hiding itself within the recesses of some cane plantation and emerging at length to fall in clear and transparent streams of sparkling water upon the wheel, which churned them into a snowy whiteness.
In summer, when the water was low, the two old comrades used often to visit one another, boldly crossing the stream by the stepping stones below the dam, but when the autumn rains had swollen the slow moving river into a noisy torrent they were obliged to content themselves with calling from bank to bank.
Sometimes Euzebio would say: "Speak louder, Anselmo. I don't hear you." "What do you say?" the other would ask, advancing to the river's edge and leaning forward anxiously.
And Euzebio, making a speaking trumpet of his hands, would shout: "I don't understand."
When they finally succeeded in making themselves heard, they would agree that the water wheels were more noisy than they used to be, and that the river had never been so turbulent. Ah, yes! It was the creaking of the wheels that kept them from hearing and not the weight of the years pressing upon their Bhoulders 1
Enzebio had son, a fine looking fellow of 22, tall, woll built and as straight as an arrow. A great worker, daybreak would find him already busy in his father's mill. "He toils like a Moorl" the neighbors would, say approvingly. Every one liked Simon, and he was a general favorite at the merrymaking of the neighboring villages. Sometimes after one of these gatherings the priest, a staid and solemn personage, would come to remonstrate with Euzebio upon his son's behavior of the night before, whereat the old man was accustomed to shake his bead reprovingly and cast down his eyes, whether to better express his condemnation or to hide the twinkle in them no one ever knew.
And Anselmo had a daughter, Margarida by name, a pretty girl of 19, with that sweet, natural beauty of the country, and her loveliness of face and form was but a fitting accompaniment to a gentle and loving disposition. Margarida and Simon had been playmates from babyhood, but when the girl had reached her fifteenth year this childish intimacy began to give place to a maidenly reserve on her part and to an attitude of chivalrous devotion on the part of her companion, while in his heart a deep and earnest love was slowly springing into life.
Margarida won Id feign annoyance whenever Simon summoned up the courage to speak of his love and of the pain her indifference gave to him, and with a frown on her pretty face would abruptly change the subject. The maiden's disdain of her lover's pleadings, however, merely added fuel to the passion that flamed in the heart of the young miller. "Margarida," he said to her one day, "if thou wilt not marry me, I shall have to die a bachelor." "There are plenty of girls, Simon." "And see thee become another's 1" cried the lad, with tears in his eyes. "I don't know what I should do—it would kill me 1"
And was Margarida so cruel as really to despise the love of her childhood's friend and playfellow? Wait awhile we shall soon see how far a woman's love and devotion can gq|
At the time of which we write war had just broken out between the followers of Dom Pedro and Dom Miguel. When the terrifying news reached the village, the mothers shuddered as they looked upon their sons, returning weary from the plow. "Nobody knows the number killed," said the messenger. "It is the end of the world 1"
The next day a squad of soldiers entered the village, and, marching to Enzebio's mill, drew up line, while the officer in command, with a couple of privates, entered. A few minutes later the horror stricken neighbors saw them inarch away with Simon in their midst, with bound arms like a felon apprehended of justioe. The father tried to follow them, but age and weakness held him back. Hearing the cries of the people, Margarida came running to the •pot, and when they told her that Simon had been impressed into the service of
Dom Pedro, she fell 'fainting in Euzebio's arms. A week later shots were heard in the, distance and the bogle calls of a battalion. A skirmish was evidently taking place near by. At midday a column of troopers passed through the village, and all pressed forward to see if Simon were among them. Yes, there be was, but how changed 1 Breathless and exhausted, covered with dust, his shoes in holes and clothing torn, they saw him march by, bending wearily beneath the weight of his kuapsack. As he passed them he nodded to his acquaintances, while his eyes I searched eagerly for a glimpse of Margarida or his father, but in vain 1 And so, with a heavy heart, he passed on.
When Margarida was told that her lover had just gone by, she wanted to run ahead and catch up with the battalion. "And mingle with the rough solI diersl" cried an ancient dame. "God save us, child! Dost thou know what thou art saying?" "Is not Simon a soldier, Aunt Joaquina?" asked the girl tearfully.
At nightfall a melancholy procession neared the village. A file of soldiers led tho way. Behind them came a slow moving line of farm wagons, makeshift ambulances, filled with the wounded. There they lay, heaped together, the dead amoug the dying. Oh, it was a pitiful sight I The sobbing women ran from cart to cart, searching for the face of some loved one.
Suddenly, from amid tho cloud of dust surrounding one Gf tho ambulances, a faint cry was heard "Fa-ther! Mar-ga-rida! I am dying!"
And olio of the wounded men was seen to let his head fall forward upon his breast, while from the pdgo of the wagon his left arm hung limply.
The soldier leading the horses of this ambulance shook his head as Margarida came running toward him, asking for her lover. The rumble of the cart wheels droned her words. Sorrowfully she turned away, but as the cart passed her tho arm extended from its side caught her eye, and springing forward she seized the hand in hers, and examining with intentness a ring the dead man wore fell back into the arms of her friends, with the cry of a breaking heart: "Oh, Simon, my love! Dead! Dead!"
When a neighbor went to Euzebio's house to tell him of his son's death, he found the old man seated on the edge of his bed, praying, with his eyes fixed on a crucifix ho hold in his hand. "Pray for his suul," said the friend sadly.
The old miller, who had become very deaf, raised his head and asked in alarm, "What is it?" putting his hand to his ear. "Dead," shouted the other.
Euzebio rose to his feet, and, with pale face and set eyes, made his way to the head of the bed, and took down an old musket that, hung there. "What is that for, Uncle Euzebio?" inquired his friend. "I will kill them said the old man, in a trembling voice. "I will kill theml"
But as he crossed the threshold of his house, gun in hand, a volley rang out from the foremost squad, and the old man fell forward on his face, dead.
The next morning a neighbor's boy came running home, white with fear, sobbing and trembling, and told his mother that a little below the dam he had seen the body of a woman, drifting —drifting—
In after years I revisited the scenes of my childhood. It was a beautiful April morning. I found Margarida's father seated in front of his mill, his chair by the river'sedge, enjoying the warmth of returning spring. He told me qf Simon's death and of the tragio fate of his friend Euzebio, but when he began to speak of his daughter, his voice failed him, and, turning his head away, he whispered to himself: "Oh, my Margarida!"
And silent, motionless, like a man in a dream, he gazed with fixed eyes upon tho river that slid softly by his feet, as though within its depths he beheld her smiling face.—Chicago Inter Ocean.
Couldn't Congratulate Her.
M. Paul Deroulede, the French poet and dramatist, was captain of a company in the service of the Versailles government of national defense in 1871. At one time he had to lead his company against a street barricade in Paris raised by communists.
Some signs of resistance had been observed behind. As Deroule.^marched his men onward, a woman sprang to the top of the barricade, aimed a chassepot rifle at the leader and flred.
The soldiers ducked their heads, but no one was hit. They marched on, Deroulede in advance. He smiled, eying calmly the woman, who leveled her gun at him and fired again. Once more no one was hit. On went the soldiers steadily, their captain smiling, the woman on the barricade continuing to charge her piece and to fire each time as nearly as ehe could at Deroulede.
Presently, however, the soldiers were on the barricade. The woman threw away her gun and stood with folded arms. She was one of the petroleuses— the furious fighting women of the commune. Deroulede looked behind the barricade to see who else was defending it No one was there the woman was alone.
Then he took off his cap, bowed low to the woman, and said very politely, "Madam, I regret exceedingly that I am unable to congrrtulate you, but really, in view of your markmanship, I cannot."—Youth's Companion.
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Child Horribly Scalded.
GALLIPOLIS, O., March 10.—The infant daughter of Ballard Rusk, living near Chesire, was horribly scalded by falling into a pan of boiling wrater. ltd recovery is doubtful.
Death of Mrs.
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STILLWATER, Minn., March 10.—Mrs. J. N. Castle, wife of ex-Congressman Castle, died last night after a lingering illness, aged 52. She was a sister of exCongressman John R. Fellows of New York and has lived here about 14 years.
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