Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 35, Number 13, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 May 1889 — Page 6

THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL. WEDNESDAY, MAY 15, 1SS9.

THUNDERBOLT.

All the Year Koand. Iu the "good old iimes" by Trhich I mean the days when we were young two or three of us, young bushmen, were staying at Wyalia, the head station of a neighbor, on the marches of Queensland and New South Wales, and thoroughly enjoying the hospitality of our kindest of hostesses, a lady who commanded the allegiance of every young fellow for fifty miles round. Ladies were few and far between in the bush in those days, and Mrs. Kayo bad at her call a troop of dashing light horseman, her neighbors and liege vaseals, who would have ridden fast and far at ber behest. Railways were afar oF in the "good old times," and the screech of the locomotive had then never scared the wild cattle in the granite ranjre nor had the electric telegraph stridden over the great gray plains with its Ions? stilts, nor played strange music on its Eolian harp for the lonely shepherd to wonder at. A tourney to Sydney was an aiTair of a week s hard traveling, and not tD be undertaken lightly. On "this occasion a friend and chum of mine and I were riding down country together on our way tD Mait'aml, thenco meaning to take a boat for Cydnev, and we were haltinz our first night at Kaye's "Wyalia station. Half a dozen of us were sittinc in the wide veranda, after te i, watching the violet light fade from the great range of mountains visible to the eastward, across the plain at our feet, and 1 had announced mv intention of buving a buggy and harness in Sydney and driving back the two horses which" I was riding down country. "When, as in duty bound, I asked Mrs. Kaye what commissions I could do for her in Sydney, her lord and master, from behind Lis big pipe, warned me: ' Don't be too rash, young man! You may be taken at your word and have more on vour hands than von mi zht bargain for."" "No fear!" quoth T, loyally. "Well, you are a good boy," said Mrs. Kaye. 'i hue a comniision. Therein something I want very much. But it wiil be too much trouble ; you will not care to do it for me." So of coarse I vowed that nothing could possibly be too hot or too heavy for me to bring up country if by so doing I might please my hostess. "Well," then, bring me up a housemaid." "What! A young woman! How on earth am I to get hold of one?"' "Ob, you foolish fellow ! Why, go to the immigration depot, of courseand hire one. Evidently my host was right, and I had been just a'little rash. "But, Mrs. Kaye, how am I to choose one? What do I know about housemaids?' "Oh, just bring me up the prettiest cirl vou can see among them a nicelookincr one. I am eure you knorc what I mean. "Why, she'll be married in a month, like the last one," hays some one. "Oh, no! The last one squinted. It is only plain women who marry the first man who asks them ; the pretty ones are much more particular; they are used to being made love to. If Mr. C. will bring me up a pretty girl, she will turn up her nose at anything short of an overseer; very likely set her cap at one of you young gentlemen. Besides, all the men on the station will be courting her, and there is safety in numbers. I have tried ugly ones üntil I am tired; they will marry anvbodv, and never last me anv time at all"" So, under promise of reward, and having to endure cha;T from the mankind present, I engaged to hm and brins up a country maid for Mrs. Kaye of Wyalia. "We made an early start next morning, my friend and I, each with a spare horse, making long journeys over mountain and plain, by Glen Innes to Tamworth, and across the great Liverpool range to Mururrundi, whence by rail to Maitland. On the evening of the fifth day from Wyalia we were steaming between the toweriDg black cliffs which form the magnificent entrance to Sydney harbor. Off Ft. Macquarrie we passed a beautiful London ehip just coming to anchor. We knew by the rows of heads which lined her bulwarks that she was full of immigrants, &nd I wa3 vividly reminded of Mrs. Kaye's commission. Once housed at the club, we scarcely knew what first to do, the excitement and whirl of Sydney was eo pleasant to us. However, we bought some cut tobacco and paid a visit to the outfitters, who, of course, knew exactly what we wanted and guaranteed to renew our respectability of appearance in a miraculously ßhort time. Seasons were good in the "pood old times." tallow "up," and cattle, both fat and store, in request, so of course mv agents were delighted to see me and forthwith asked me to dinner. At my friend's pretty house down at Rose Bay I sat at dinner next to a charming younpr matron, who, as Sydney matrons often were in the "good old times" to bachelor squatters frehh from the bush, was very kind to me; listened to my perplexities about Mrs. Kaye's commission, laughed at her theory rout pretty handmaidens and their matrimonial ambitions, and volunteered to go with me to the depot and select a "Mopsa"' who should fulfill the necessary conditions. My friend w as the wife ot a government official, and as such enjoyed certain privileges not granted to the "general." So next morning saw me at the depot with my chaperon, where, certain ceremonies having been pone through in the office, we wera presented to the matron of the new-ly-arnved ehip a genial dame on wöoe phoalders the weight of responsibility, in the shape of four or five score young women, sat lightly. We were ushered into a great bare hall, among a lot of some piity girls of all descriptions ex-London flaveys, fresh-eaucrht Irish maidens, with "the mark of the dog's teeth" yet in their heels, tall "daughters of the plow," and Koroe poor girls who might a few months before have figured in a picture of Hood's "Song of the Shirt." All looked fat and healthy after four months of sea air, tho usual condition of newly-landed immigrants ; but the Sydney mosquitoes had had notice of their arrival, and had feasted on fresh and healthy British blood. So the poor girls, for whom a paternal government does not provide mosqoito nets, were one and all disfigured by the win zed tormentors. Half a dozen ?roung women who were reported willing o face the unknown perils of the bush were trotted out for our inspection in a most business like manner.anda tall, fair, handsome, shy English girl of two or three and twenty was bound over by mysterious documents to meet me at a certain time and place, and, under ray charge to proceed to Wyalia, transport for her "boxes" being duly arranged for. And that was my first introducticn to Mary Lawpon. Then with many thanks to my fair friend, away sped I, on business I understood much better than that of hiring housemaid- to-wif, the buying of what we Australians call a bugy, but is known in the states ns a wagon, or buckboard four light wheels, nil about the name bight, a perch, a 6hailow tray splashboard, mounted on fore and aft spring, on which is a seat for two; the whole as tight, tough and elastic as a skillful combination of mild steel, hickory and leather, can be made to be, and the best vehicle yet deviod for traveling over the complication of ruts, rocks, and roots which aro

known as roads in the Australian bush. Mine was an "Abbott " newly imported from "Concord, N. II. not a cheap article by any means, but a very eood one. And a week afterward my visit to Sydney too soon over, for I had sold a thousand head of store cattle to a Victoria man, to be mustered and delivered a hundred miles down the road, and had not many weeks to do it in I was on my way home, with Mrs. Kaye's housemaid by my side, in the buggy. I had driven one of my horses myself; about the other there existed a tradition, on the station, that some one had once seen him in harness. Ho certainly, at first starting, seemed to have forgotten his early experiences. My companion, however, treated his eccentricities as a matter of course, merely remarking that she was used to horses. It was evident that she had good nerves. The young woman indulged in one good cry during the journey, much to my alarm, but. otherwise, took the many strange sights and sounds she saw and heard very quietly. She spoke good English and seemed nice in her v.aye, and was, she told me, the daughter of a Devonshire farmer and cattle dealer, and after her parents' death had been for a while in service in London. Jim Curtis, the YVyalU stockman, met us fifty miles down the road with fresh horses, and I handed over my charge to Mrs. Kaye, after a prosperous journey. Jim was a fine, tall, handaome young fellow, a type of an Australian "Cornstalk," slim and broad-shouldered, with curlinc fair beard and hair and pood-tempered eyes. A splendid rider and horse-breaker, a real good stockman, either in the bush or in tho yard, he was well liked everywhere, and a model to bo imitated by all the Jackaroos and new chums in the district. And. in clean white shirt and moleskin trousers, neat boots and little cabbage-tree hat, with his handsome brown face and perfect seat on horseback, he looked the beau ideal of a daring stockman, and was celebrated for various exploits among cattle and horses. Indeed, it needed a good man to follow him amonj; rauges or in scrub or to "back up" to hira alter a mob of wild cattle. Jim was the son of a small farmer, Singleton way; his father and mother had probably both come to the colonv "under government' as the phrase used to be. We!!, to shorten my story, I went home, mustered my cattle, and, in a couple of months' time, again found myself a guest at Wyalia. I, of course, inquired for and saw my housemaid : she had recovered from her mosquito bites, and was, undeniably, a very handsome girl. Mrs. Kaye liked her, and praised me for the way in which I had executed her commission. The next news that I heard, some months later, of Mary Lawson was that she was engaged to be married to Jim Curtis, but the event was not to come oil" until "after shearing," an interval of some months. Then came evil tiding. Jim had got mixed up with some horse-dealing transactions, had yielded to the temptations to which all stockmen are exposed where stray horses abound, bad been tried for horse stealing, and had been convicted of "illegal possession" of a certain mare and foal, which is about the utmost of which a bu.-h jury will find a man guilty, So Curtis, instead of marrying the pretty new chum, had before him the prospect of nine months' imprisonment in Berrima jail. My friem.s at Wyalia, where Jim was a favorite, were verv sorry for him. Here was a young fellow's whole life ruined for what might only have been a case of "soldiering," or a mistake about a brand ; and here, too, was Mrs. Kaye's favorite parlormaid crying her eyes out for her lover, and vowing that she would marry Jim as soon as ho come out of prison. About that time a sort of epidemic of bushranging, or robbing under arms, had set in. IVis'ey, Gardener, Morgau, the Ciarks and many others had made the country ring with their desperat deeds. Many men had been shot, and roblxry under arms bad been made a capital offense. In the partiahy-settled districts of New South Wales there was crowing up a class of younu men, many; of them of convict blood, lawless, and 'very, ignorant, preferring- ah "pile "lUey, diversified by a little horse-planting or downright horso and cattle tea!iuc to steady work. From this to bushranging is but "a step, and to such young men theso brigands seemed heroes. These men were good bushmen, splendid horsemen, and were sympathized with by the small tattlers, many of whom have a hereditary hatred of a policeman. To inform against these men was to court death, and they flungabout their stolen sovereigns with lavish recklessness. When a bushranger said to a man, "Bail up, you. or I'll shoot you," he meant whr.t he said, and often did it. Thus the terror they inspired was great and their example contagious. Banks, gold escorts, mails, stations and travelers had been stuck up without number, and the robbers seemed to have the gift of fern-seed, and there was a certain amount of uneasiness pervading our district, though as yet we were free from molestation. About twelve months after Jim Curtis' trial e heard that he had been seen about Wyalia cattle station. And news came, too, that Mary Lawson bad left Mrs. Kaye's employment rather suddenly, and that lady had little doubt that tho girl intended to carry out her intentions of marrying the dashing ex-stockmaa, despite ail that had happened. But we visitors at Wyalia had soon more important matters to discuss than the vagaries of a servant girl. Bushrangers were here in our midst. Mail after mail had been stuck ud and robbed on botü sides of the border, the robbers being a tall man and a boy; and, as a climax, a bank had been entered, in broad day, in the main street of a neighboring township; two men had waiked in, bailed up the accountant with a revolver, found the manager in his bath, and, without giving him time to dress, made him open the s.ife and hand over a noblo booty in notes and gold, the while a man had guarded the door and a boy stood holding the horses in the street. Then the party had vanished into the air, leaving not a trace behind. The leader of the gang became known as Thunderbolt; the namo was in the mouths of great ami small, and men who had seen him said that Thunderbolt was no other than Jim Qurtis, late stockman at Wyalia. Some time had elapsed since these events, three months or so, during which we had heard little of the bushrangers. Many people thought that they had cleared out of the country, which was patrolled in all directions "by mounted polico belonging both to New South Wales and (Queensland the latter reinforced by black trackers from the border force, whd fellows, keen us kangaroo dogs, but uncontrollable, except by their own officers. Still, horses disappeared mysteriously, and Thunderbolt and his boy were said to have been seen at different and relatively far distant points. One blazing hot afternoon at the end of that summer I was riding quietly along a mountain track. It was so hot that the very (lies had ceaxed from troubling my horse and myself, and tho black crows, perched in a treo near the carcass of a dead bullock, were sitting with open beaks and drooping wing. I was overtaken by a couple of police troop?n, line, dragoon like fellows, well mounted, and sirnied with heavy revolvers. One of them, McKane by name, a sergeant, and late of the Irish constabulary, I knew well, a tall, good-looking fellow, the beau ideal of a cavalryman. The other I had never seen liefere. I was glad of their company; they were bound to our sta tion, so our ways lay together. We pulled up, lit our pipes, had a drink of

cool water from the water bag I carried 'ßlung to my saddle, just flavored with something from my flask, and we jogged on together." Of course, we began to talk about the bush-rangers. The bergeant told me that the' had taken a man who they were tolerably sure had been a mate of Thunderbolt's on the occasion of the bank robbery; he was in possession of stolen horses, and had a suspicious number of sovereigns about him; but as to Thunderbolt himself, they were at fault. The small lree selectors and farmers would not, or dared not, give any information; the bush telegraph was actively at work. Thunderbolt and hi3 boy were in all probability comfortably hidden Bomewbere in the ranges, certain of timely information should tho police get upon his track. I told him that three of our best horses had mysteriously disappeared; one of theai, the Doctor, winner of certain stockman's purses, and hack races in particular, was well-known to him, and to most people in the district, and we had little doubt as to who had taken them. The Doctor was a slashing chestnut, with a great staring white face, like Blair Athol, an animal to be recognized a mile oil" amid a thousand others. So we rode on, yarning, mile after mile, under the hot sun, intending, when we got oil" the stony tracks on to the plain, where the going was good, to canter on, so as to get home about the setting of the sun. We rodo over a little stony rise and down on to a grassy flat, on which was feeding a little scrubbv Mock of sheep, belonging to one Peter White, who kept a bush public house and store a little further down the road. Here, on the dusty track, we very soon noticed, the sergeant and I, the hoof-marks of three horses, one of them shod and quite fresh; they had evidently just come on to the road, or elso we should have noticed them sooner. The sergeant rode over to tho boy who was minding the sheep, but the convict-bred voung cub, with the inborn dislike of his race to policemen, was sulky, and said that he had seen no one. This was a lie, for the horse tracks were on top of the tracks of the sheep, where they had crossed tho road, on their way to water at the creek which ran down the middle of the flat. So we pushed on a bit, thinking to hear, at White's, a mile ahead of us, who the travelers might happeu to be. We rode across a shallow ford, startling a great mob of white cockatoos, which were drinking and bathing in the clear water, and as w e rose the opposite bank came in sight, a quarter of a mile from us, of the little clump of bush buildings which made up Feter White's establishment a lonsr, low, verandaed slab-house, its iron roof thining in the westering sun, and a few bark and shingled huts, kitchen, store and 6table behind it, all lying snugly at the foot of the forest-covered hills, just w here they touched the plain. As we cantered up to the place everv thing about it seemed silent and deserted, save that, at the middle stand in front of the public house veranda, stood three horses, one carrying a pack-saddle, on to which a fair-haired bo' was busy in strapping a swag. And one of the horses was the Doctor. Instantly the scene changed. As I sang out, "By the Lord Harry, that's my horse! and the sergeant stuck his spurs into his big brown mare, we heard the boy scream or 6hout some alarm, a tall man rushed out of the door brandishing something bright in his hand, sprang on the old Doctor, and dashed away, closely followed by the boy, and leaving the pack-horse tied to the rail. A shout from the sergeant, "Come on, sir, in the queen's name," and away we three went after them, thundering down the road, round the corner of the paddock f'nee, over the steep bank of the creek, into tne thick scrub on its far bank, crashing through it, and up the rough side of the hill beyond. As the two raced over the bald ridgo we saw the man, against the sky line, throw out his hand, and tho boy swerved Oi'F to tho right; we never saw him again that day. And then began a furious chase a race for life and deatn. Hard riders we all were in those days, hard riders after wild scrub cattle and wilder Worses, through thick bush and over ranges, by sunlight and by moonlight; but never 6iich a ride rode I as that afternoon after a man. I teemed to feel the frantic passion with which a horse will gallop until he drops in pursuit of his fellow-horses. We well knew that our horses could not keep up the pace at which we were going; we knew that the man we were hunting was familiar with every yard of the wild country we were inline over; we knew that he was flying for his life and would right for it; but wo rode as the huntsman oi old may have ridden after savage beast, his prey. Scrambling up hills, clattering down declivities at reckless pace for we were following the best 6tockman on that country side our horses blundering over stones and bogs, my leader still ahead of me; over ridge and down gully we galloped, the sergeant never losing sight of tho bushranger, and I keeping well up. Once we came down a siide made by the timber-getters to send down their logs from the top of the range to the saw pits in tho gully below, our horses fairly sitting on their haunches and blundering down amid a shower of stones. Then the race wenton through a thick accacia scrub, the yellow flowers powdering us as we crashed through with gold-colored dust, and up a stony ridge thick with quaint, feathery-topped "blackboy" trees we 8trugg!ed with beaten horses, the bushranger GOO yards ahead, and I could see the trooper striving to release his pistol from the holster in which it seemed entangled. As the two disappeared over the ridge, my blown horse came down, giving me a nasty fall among the ttones and getting away from me in the scramble. But, as I picked myself up, I heard that which made me forget ray bruise3 a pistol-shot sounded quite close to me, and as I ran over the ridge I saw a sight not easily to be forgotten. The low hill fell steeply down to a little chain of water holes a hundred yards below me. In one of these across which a tree had fallen up to his waist in water, stood Thunderbolt, bis hat hanging by the chin-strap on the back oi his neck, watching intently, pistol iu Land. Out from a little patch of black wattle rode the sergeaut, flinging himself from the saddle, his drawn revolver smoking at the muzzle. He went scrambling down the steep bank, almost on top of the man at bay, and as I ran down the hill 1 heard a shout: "McKean! remember your wife and children! your wife and children!" But the sergeant never stopped. Two bright flashes shone through the gathering dusk from behind the log, followed by a tremendous splash as the policeman jumped into the water hole, firing his pistol as he did so within a yard of the bushranger's breast. Then the latter fell 6owlv forward across the log without a sound, spreading out Ids hands and then lying still, his pistol slipping into the water. As the echo of the shot died away among the hills I rushed down, breathless, meeting McKean as he staggered cut of the water, exhausted, and gasping: "is he (Kid? Is he dead?" I helped the sergeant up tho slippery bank and saw that he was hit. One of Thunderliolt's bullets had passed under his arm, just grazing the rib and cutting his jumper and shirt. Lucky for methat it was so, for had the sergeant fallen I, who was unarmed, must have beaten an ignominious retreat. As soon aswe had seen to this, wc pulled the dead man out of the water and laid

him on the bank ; the big governmen bullet had caught him fair in the middle of the chest and pone clean through him, and the pistol had been fired so close that the powder had set his shirt on fire. Poor

Jim Curtis' dead face had no look upon it either of pain or fear, only a 6light exErcssion of astonishment ; his beard and air were powdered with the yellow dust of the wattle flowers. It was nearly dark as we caught our tired horses. McKean said that he was closing with his man, though his mare was nearly done, when the poor old Doctor stopped and whinnied, as a horse will do sometimes when woefullv distressed. Thunderbolt jumped olF and ran for the water hole and the sergeant shot the old horse, as he passed him, to cut off his enemy's chance of retreat. I was very sorry for the poor old horse. He must have done a severe journey that day, or we should never have caught our man. And we were, both of us, anything but jubilant as we led our horses "slowly back through the bright moonlight, soon hearing the "cooee" of a party which, with our policemau, was in search of us. The latter had wisely pulled up, early in the chase neither he nor his horse was fit for 6uch a gallop. We had come four miles as the crow flies over very rough ground, looking rougher still in the moonlight. With some trouble we took a cart into the range and brought the dead man in the morning to White's. After the necessary inquiry, we buried poor Jim, rolled up In a sheet of newly-stripped bark, the bushman's coffin, under a big tree on the bank of the creek. And the boy? His history is soon told. Peter White's history of Thunderbolt's visit was to the eilect that the bushranger had walked quietly into the bar and informed Peter as to who he was which was superfluous, as Peter knew him well showing a revolver by way of credential. After having a drink Thunderbolt ordered White to pack up a lot of slops and grocery, including, to the publican's mystification, some women's stockings and other female belongings, and had handed out one parcel to the buy, who, pistol in hand, was minding the horses and keeping guard outside. As for the two or three men about the place, they had far too much respect for revolvers and perhaps sympathy for the wielders of them to do" other than keep carefully out of sight. Then our arrival changed the aspect of affairs and I have tried to describe what ensued. Sot many days after all these things had happened there came in one night to the homestead of a Sew England sheep station, not very far as distances are reckoned in the "bush from the scene of the bushranger's death, an old shepherd, a crabbed and ancient relic ot convict days, who was shepherding a flock near the foot of the main range. This old fel low went to the store where he, after the manner of shepherds, invested in tobacco, boots, soap, Holloway's pills, and other commodities popular among those who follow sheep, oiFering, to the astonishment of the jackaroo who was acting storekeeper, to pay for the same in gold. And when the elder man was questioned by the younger as to where ho had obtained coins so rarely seen in station stores, the elder replied with the aphorism that "them as axes no questions gets told no lies." However, the glass of rum exhibited by the master, elicited, in conversation, the fact that that morning a young chap had ridden up to the old man, out on his run, giving him some money, and "bounced him" into going into "the head station, some fourteen miies away, telling him to be sure and bring out a newspaper and "news about the rangers," the young fellow promising to h5ok after the sheep in the. meanwhile.'' "I axed him why be didn't go hisself," said the old man; "but he just ups an 1 chucks me two quid, and tells me to mind my own business and look alive." The old man was given a newspaper and was oß' before daylight. A note was sent to the nearest inspector of police. The inspector, with the wounded sergeant and a trooper, called at our place On his way to see into the matter, and I, pretty sure that we were on the track of ! tne bushranger s boy, consented to accompany him, and took with me two mounted black boys good trackers. Arrived at the sheep station where the boy had been seen, we had but little difficulty in picking up the track of a shod horse, which led us deep into the heart of the mountains, deep among gullies which bore marks of being filled with snow in winter and over stony ground, where the bovs were sometimes at fault. We camped upon the track that night, serenaded by wild dogs. Next day the boys puzzled out the iron-shod tracks Elo'wly, sometimes over very bad ground, until, in a gully deep anions hill, we found the track of hobbled horses; further on, the horses themselves. At the end of the steep, blind gullv was a wall of rock. under which an old log stockyard, patched i up newly, and prooaoiy originally erected by cattle stealers: close to it a small hut of slabs and bark, with the usual big chimney at the end. The door, made of preen hide, was closed ; no 6moke came from the chimney ; nor was there any 6ign of life or sound of living thing to be seen or heard about the ßilent place save that, close to tho door, a Saddle lay propped against the slabs, and fresh horse tracks.were plentiful about the j'ard. Cautiously and quietly we rode up, as men who expect to see strange things they know not what. I easily pushed open the door of the hut, which was fastened slightly with a peg, bush fashion, and presently I saw, lying on the low couch, a figure covered to the chin with a white blanket, a fair-haired corpse, the calm, waxen face of her who had been Mrs. Kaye's pretty handmaiden, my fellowtraveler from Sydney, Jim Curtis' sweetheart or wife, Thunderbolt's boy poor Mary Lawson. A newspaper lay on the floor, and on the little bark table near was a laudanum bottle and a pannikin. We buried her hard by, under a currajang tree, in the lonely New England mountain ranges. Cli-a,p poctor ng. X. Y. Weekly. Anxious Mamma "Little Dick is upstairs crying with the toothache." "Practical Papa "Take hira round to the dentist'." "I haven't any money." "You won't need any money. The toothache will stop before you get there." Iiunnil to Kp Up. X. Y. V. eckl. First Chieaeo man (dropping his newspaper) "Great makes! New York is going to annex Brooklyn." Second Chicago roan (sadlyV "Yes, that's true. I don't see anything for Chicago to do now but to annex Iowa and Michigan." At the O. era. Munsey's Weekly. YVilkinsby's Wife "Why do they call the prima donna the diva, George?" Wilkinsby "I don't know unless it's because she isn't afraid to jump into the high 0." The Truth About It. (The Clothier. I'riiTKS "Hot your spring suit yet?" (iriir.'s "Of course." Briggs "That ko? When did yon get it'" Griefs "Jasi spring." With the Accent or the Setts. Troy Prr. Won by the wets: Jlassnchusett. JutviiIU IeprTlty. Atchi'on Ulobe. Nothing delights the small boy more than to stick his tongue in hin cheek and scare his mother lato the belief that it is a quid of tobacco.

VERY HANDSOME TOILETS.

GOWNS WORN AT CENTENNIAL BALL. Costumes of the Wire of Harrison and Morton 'What Was TTorn by Prom, luent Society Ladles Latest Fashion Fancies. Instead of our usual fashion article we present this week to the renders of The Sentinel a description of the toilets worn by prominent ladies at the recent New York centennial ball. The gowns designed for the ladies who danced in the quadrille of honor were strikingly handsome. Mrs. Levi P. Morton wore a mauve faille with train in brocade and with white ground. The design was in delicate colors clusters of strawberries, caught up with Mario Antoinette bows of mauve. The front of the Ekirt was in a tablier in moueeeline de eoie. The low corsage was of lilac faille, with a pointed front of the brocade. The sleeves were 6hort and puffed at the 6houlder. A heavy sash of lilac faille was fastened at the waist with long ends drooping down over the trained skirt. Mrs. Morton carried an old-fashioned French fan of rare design, and her ornaments were pearls and diamond stars. Mrs. Harrison, the wife of the president, wore a superb gown which ehe pelected during her winter visit to New York for the centennial ball. It was made of pure white faille of exquisite texture. Tho front of the skirt was covered with a deep flounce of white tulle from waist to hem. The tulle was bangled with small silver drops which clistened like diamonds. Ou tho rieht side was a broad panel of white 6ilk brocaded in silver, and separating this panel from the tulle flounce was a band of white marabout feathers. The long princess train fell from the waist in straight folds. The waist was cut V 6hape back and front, and the opening filled in with silver-handled tulle. The sleeve came to the elbow, and from there to the waist was a dainty old-fashioned undersleeve of tulle. Mrs. Harrison wore a diamond necklace strung with small stones and a pendant of tine gems. Her gloves were white, as were the pretty Suede slippers, embroidered in silver thread and beads to match the gown. Mrs. William Astor was dressed in a superb white satin dress embroidered in silver and colored flowers. She wore her magnificent diamonds. Miss Louise Lee Schuyler wore an old gown. The brocade in it is an heirloom over one hundred years old and the dress belon?ed to the daughter of Gen. Schuyler, who, in 17S.J, was married to Stephen van Rensselaer. The brocade had a light ground and was hand-embroidered with delicately tinted flowers. It was partly covered with old lace and was relieved by dark-green velvet. Miss Schuyler's only ornaments were a pearl locket containing a lock of Washington's hair, and a small diamond pin, holding the hair of Alexander Hamilton, her great-grandfather. Mrs. Frederic J. de I'eyster's gown was directoire of white satin. The front was in white and gobelin blue brocade, embroidered in gold and sapphire beads. A heavy velvet sash of gobelin blue fell over the train. The waist was of white satin and point lace, low, with 6hort sleeves purled high on tho shoulders. She wore white ostrich tips in her hair and diamonds and rubies as ornaments. Miss Carola Livingston wore a gown with a square train of silver brocade over delicate pink silk, the brocade being interwoven with silver threads. It is over ono hundred years old. The front of the 6kirt was of pink crepe de lisse caught up or festooned with silver thistles ; corsage decollete, rich Martha Washington bertha of the crepe de lisse, caught with silver thistles; pink ornaments, pearls and diamonds. She had an aigrette of thistles and pearls in the hair. Mrs. Alexander S. "Webb's gown was a superb yellow brocaded satin trimmed with alta'r lace, plain vellow satin panels at the side, a V-shaped waist, and elbow sleeves; yellow feathers in her hair. Mrs. Webb had on a locket containing a miniature of Gen. Samuel U. Webb, one of Gen. Washington's aids. Her ornaments were diamonds. Mrs. W. Layard Cutting wore a Josephine dress iu white 6atin, trimmed with old-gold brocade, made with a sweeping court train. The front of the skirt was covered with costly point lace. The waist was V-shape of brocade and point lace; a cluster of ostrich tips with diamonds was in her hair. Mrs. Robert F. "Weir's dress was of rob-in's-egg blue satin and flowered brocade, made in fifteenth century style. The front was entirely of satin and also the train, with brocaded panels at the sides. The decollete bodice was of satin trimmed with point de Venice. The lace was caught together in front by a locket holding the miniatures of President Madison and Mrs. Madison. Mrs. Weir wore in her hair a diamond buckle which belonged to Gen. Washington. Mrs. Weir is a great-great-grandniece of Gen. Washington, and also a great-granddaughter of Mrs. Madison. Mrs. S. van Rrf Crucer appeared in a gown made principally of pale yellow plush, with a train. A heavy gold girdle encircled her waist The front of the dress fell in straight folds of yellow crepe de chine, embroidered with gold. It was cut low neck, with short sleeves. Her ornaments were of old gold. Mrs. A. Gracie King wore a superb Worth eown of white velvet and satin. The sweeping court train was of velvet, the panels of heavy satin, the front of satin covered with point lace. Her ornaments were diamonds. Mrs. A. Newbold Morris' train and waist were of mignonette satin, the front of the skirt being of pink moire covered with old cardinal lace and the sides of the skirt of Nile-green satin, with revers of brocade hand-embroidered with pink roses. The waist was V-shape, with cardinal lace over pink moire, with revers of the brocade; elbow sleeves, finiahed with the lace. A bunch of delicate pink and green foathers was clasped on the rijrht shoulder and there were bunchec of feathers on the skirt. A cluster of ostrich tips was womn her hair. Mrs. Alexander van Rensselaer wore a toilet of pansy velvet made with a court train and with a front of mauve satin covered with black lace and silver, decollete waist of pansy velvet with lace and silver. The bodice was edged with point lace and she wore diamonds in her hair. Mrs. Edward Cooper wore a mauve brocade dress with flounces of point lace. The style wa3 of the time of Louis XVI. For ornaments Mrs. Cooper wore pearls and diamonds. Mrs. ElbriJge Gerry wore a gown with train of white satin striped gros grain and which had a delicate rose vine with flowers brocaded over it. The front opened over a simulated empire petticoat of white 6atin veiled in gauze and had panels ot pointe d'Alencon lace. The bodice was cut low and was edjjed with point lace. Mrs. Gerry wore superb diamonds for ornaments. Mrs. Herbert Washington wore n Paris gown of copper-colored silken train covered with filmy tulle of the same color embroidered in gold. She wore an oldfashioned set of jewels, gold filagree work around miniatures on ivory. " Mrs. K. F. Jones' Rown was of white and gold-brown in faille and silk. Her orna

ments were diamonds and she carried a beautiful fan.

Latent Fashion Fancies. 01 J-fashioned barege is again stylish. Frieze has cow all textures, all colors, all garments for its own. Brown, red and golden tan are the leading colors for men's gloves. Fashion now permits a man to wear a white collar with a colored shirt. Black moire, both in silk and ribbon, will be used by the acre in summer costumes. Both for great folks and small, black continues to be the leading colors in stockings. Ladies are patronizing, to a considerable extent, scent-boule bracelets, and bangles fitted with pencil cases. Quaint little car screws for young misses are those in which a tiny diamond surmounted by an even smalle pearl appear. Laly-birds, butterflies, dragon flies and other winged insects contrive to be cleverly imitated in gems and enamel, ard figure as brooches, lace, scarf and bonnet pins. Of the fifty white stn its now to be found on the counters of large houses, quite the newest and most unique is silk muslin inwoven with sinele threads of white wool, or else embroidered with the same substance. A very pretty and at the same time popular ring is a slender shank with a setting in'whieh four stones appear so as to form a square; a diamond and three stones of ditierent color are usually employed in this setting. Pointed Swiss girdles of big jet beads are among the things designed to beautify gowns of black lace and net. They come also in cold cord, with collar and epaulets to match, to be worn with silk blouses of black, red and green. Green more than holds its own, both in gowns and in millinery. At least one-halt the hats and bonnets show a touch of it, and hopblossoms, mignonette and grasses are long favorites among the flowers that bloom in the spring. Some of the newest short wraps are of lace, pointed back and front, with tabs coming below the belt of moire or gros-grain ribbons that holds them iu place. Others are simply a fall of plaited lace, fastened to net yoke and reaching the waist back and front. Kinmeled jewelry was never more in vogue. It is shown to perfection, not only in the flower pieces and in the bird and insect jewelry, but in 6uch designs as a violin brooch or a banjo brooch, when the color of the difll rent pans of the instrument is copied to perfection. Belts, Fashes, girdles are all but universal. One can hardly go astray, no matter how they are put on, but much the handsomest way of wearing them is draped rather below the waist, and fastened ia a soft, full bow, with long ends upon the left hip or 6lightly back of it. A very new feature of the Greek gowns of sheer white wool is the breadth of rich brocade matching the tone of the silk slip that is caught up on each shoulder, almost coveriug the waist in front, then goes under the arms and ties in a huee bow with ends that reach the floor, at the back. What is known as the "combination buttonhook" jewelry is having something of a run. This is made of gold orßilver wire, and when opened out presents a buttonhook with a handle more or less knotted or twisted; when dosed this novel buttonhook is transformed into a neck pin or bracelet. An entirely new pattern of teagown has five straight breadths falling from neck to foot and only confined by a yoke girdle that is pointed in front, open V-shape in the hack, then curves down under each arm and makes a girdle something btlow the waist line in front, where it is held together with some flamboyant bows. The Robiu Omen. Kobin, I wonder, robin redbreast gay. Were I to ope my window bliud Would you wake me a friend y call to-day? Corce in, won't you I hare not dined. I'm sad and ill, robin, and you are good To visit me. Be bold to find A perch upon my table and take food I'm a poor host, yet not unkind. Plat on why arch your head high in the air? Thinking about a nret new made Are you? Or of a pretty egg just laid? Yes, you may hop down on the chair. Well, now, you make yourself at home, I see. Perched on a chair to take a doze. To dream of thy sweet little ones to be. Or of thy loved mate, perhaps, who knows? Oh, that we could go, my sylvan elf, You, breathing joy with every breath; I, hapr in forgettiDH my ick self! Alas! you but presage my death! My mother La returned; you'll now take wing The omen makes her pause and weep Good-by, robin, when "birdias" learn to peep, ... Como sit above my grave and sing! . JACKSON BoTD. Must Draw the Line Somewhere. Puck. Private Secretary Ilalford ""Want an of&ce, eh? Are vou from Indiana?" Caller "Xo, sir." Private Secretary Ilalford "From Isew York?" Caller "Xo. sir." Private Secretary Ilalford "Are you any great man's ton." Caller "Xo; bat I'm the father of a boy that I think will crow into a great man some day." Private Secretary Ilalford "Um er I'm afraid that won't count in this administration. We must draw the line somewhere." A Proud 3Ioment. Harper's Bazar. J Magistrate "Were you erer arrested before, Uncle lListns?" Uncle Rastus 'Tes, sah: I war 'rested, but I war discha'ged; an' tell yo, yo' honah, dat I war nebbah so proud in my life as w ben I walked down dat court-room & free 'cd honorable man." Magistrate "Then you were not proven guilty, Uncle Rastus?" Uncle Kastus "Xo, sah; dere was a flaw in de indictment, hah." Going Too Far, Puck.l Private Secretary "Mr. President, I see by the paper that an Englishman, only ten days over, was knocked down in the streets of Philadelphia by some one who noticed that he dropped his h's." The President "Really. Elijah, I think that is going most too far. If the man who knocked him down calls here for a foreign mission, please tell him I'm out." Only Half n Philosopher. Chicaso Heraid. Jones "You honld not feel 60 terriblj concerning the loss of your dog. It will do no good to mourn over it. Learn to take things just as they come." Smith "I can take things just as they come all ritrht, but it breaks me all up to let go of them just as they go." How To Shop. Y. AVeekly.J Fair Shopper (in great store) "There, this novel will do. Don't wrap it up." Clerk "Don't wrap it up?" "No, indeed. I'll sit down here and read it to kill time while waiting for my change." What Spoiled 111 Appetite. Pu.k. Homer "And so one week gave yon enough of Oklahoma?" Bustead "Yes, sirree! I'm not land-hungry enough to hanker for a six-foot lot.". liorrowtns Trouble. Harper's Baaar. If a boy and a half eat a green apple and a half in a minute and a half, how will they feel in an hour and a half? APPLICATION FOR LICENSE. riUE VOTERS OP CENTER TOWNSHIP AUK X hereby notified that the subscribers will, in acrrkrrinn m-tth tbft lifnnA Iawb at th ittAt nf IndianfL. apply to the board of Fominiritioners of Marion county, Indiana, at their June t rm, 18C9, for a license to sell intoxicating vinous, malt and spirituous liquor ; in leaa quantitirs than a quart at a time, wilti the pHvilt g of allowing the Mine to he drank on the premifrt-a of their place of business, and the premiers whereon taid liquors are to be (old and drank are located at Ho. 19 (v lliinois-6t., ia Seventeenth ward, of the citv of Indianapolis, Marion county. Indiana. McN'tlis 5i Burns. , rnHE VOTERS OP CENTER TOWNSHIP ARE ; X hereby notified that t ha subscriber will, in accordance with the lioenao laws of the state of ' Indiana, applv to the Board of Commissioners of , . I i . tu 1. 1 , CA ! for a license to eil lntozlcattnr, vinous, malt and spiritnoas liquors in leas quantities than a quart at a tune, with the privilege of allowing the same to be drank on the premises of hi place of bnslnem, and the premises whereon said liquors are to be Bold and drank are located at Ko. 17S 8. Illinois-st.. la Sixteenth ward, of tha city of Indianapolis, Marion conntr. In diaaa. JAMi.3 bttltll.

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RADWAY'S READY RELIEF Not only enr-s the patient seized with malaria, but if peopleexposed to it will, every mrnin$ on petting cut of bed, drink twenty or thirty drops cf tht Ready Relief in a glass of water, and et.t a pu re of cracker or a crust of bread, they will escape attacks. With RAILWAY'S PILLS there is no better cure for lever and a true. Fifty cents per bottle. Sold by druisti ADVICE TO CONSUMPTIVES. Consumption is a Scrofulous disease occasioned by a deposit of tubercles iu the lungs the upper portion of them cenerall.v. As the tubercles enlarge they begin to irritate th lungs by pressure on the surrounding parts. This creates a hacking cough. At length nature, in her endeavor to get rid of the "annoying tubercles, sets up an inll.immation; matter is secreted and the tubercle is 6oftened. It then comes to a head, or suppurates, and the matter is discharged into the neurest air tube. This the patient raises, which, for a time, allays the cough, but as the air cells fill up with tubercular matter, the blood can circulate but imperfectly through the lunsrs; hence it becomes more impure for the want of air, which lessens the power of nature to throw oi! the disease, until at iafct the disease becomes so general and the cough 60 great that hecric fever and niht sweats intervene, with bleeding of the lunjs, until the patient finally kinks. NOW RÄDVAY'S Ü Sarsaparillian Resolvent. Is the only Medicine that has ever yet struck at the root of the disease, act in this wie: First, by its action on the glands, it purifies th blood and counteracts the Scrofulous habit of the body, which is the cause of the disease; second, it promotes the action of the absorbents that remove the deposited tubercles, and third, it allays the rough, giving immediate ease to the patient If patients, laboring under this disease, will follow the directions here laid down, we will promise, in every case, that their complaint will be speedily relieved, if not entirely cured, by the use of this remedy. DIRECTIONS: Take from a teaspoon to a dessertspoonful of 'the R INSOLVENT, in a little water if more .agreeable, thrpe times per day, half an hour fteV meals.' Eat good, nourishing food, such as beefsteak, mutton chop, renison. roast beef, sago, arrow mot, tapioca, and the like. Drink as much milk as asreeswith you. 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One of RADWAY'S PILLS 6hon!d be taken occasionally to induce healthy action of the Liver, etc. We eoncientiouslv recommend oar SARSAPARILLIAN RESOLVENT. READY RELIEF and PILLS for the ease and comfort and probable cure of all suffering from Consumption. It is cruel to give way to despondency. The mind exerts a wonderful influence over all diseases, and rm in the hone of a cure. Consumption must give way to" tks proper treatment. HEALTH. STRENGTH. Pure blood makes sound flesh, stron; bona, and a clear skin. If you would have your flesh firm, your bones sound, and your complexion fair, use RAD WAY'S SARSAPARILLIAN RESOLVENT. THE SKIN, After a few days' use of the Sarsapakixuatt, becomes clear and beautiful. Pimples, Blotches, Black Spots, and Skin Eruptions r moved. Sores and Ulcers soon cure!. Per. ons sneering from Scrofula, Eruptive Disease of the Eyes, Mouth, Ears, Legs, Throat anl Glands that have spread, either from uncured diseases or mercury, may rely npon a cure if the Sarsaparillian U taken. Sold by all dru gists. SI a bottle. Diu RADTTAY'S Regulating Pills, The Great Liver Remedy. Perfectly tasteless, elegantly coated with Bweet gum, purfc'e, regulate, purify, cleaasa, and strengthen. DR. RÄDWAY'S PILLS. For the cure of all disorders of the Stimach, Liver, Bowels, Kidneys, Bladder, Nervous Diseases, Loss of Appetite, Headache, Costiveness, Indigestion, Dyspepsia, Biliousness, Fever, Inflammation of the Internal Viscera. Purely vegetable, containing no mercury, minerals, or deleterious drugs. Observe the following symptoms resulting from Diseases of the Digestive. 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