Jasper County Democrat, Volume 1, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 October 1898 — Page 3

CHAPTER XXI. Mrs. Rivers thought she had gone through the greatest pain ahe could ever know. The agony of death was not so great, she thought, as the anguish of seeing and speaking to her son, while he knew her not. But there was even greater pain in store. She came out of the school room (me afternoon, tired with the heat and the noise of the children; her head ached, her eyes were half-bHnded with the glare of the sun; she longed for rest and sleep. The little cottage stood all alone; no one over came near it. She dreaded no Intrusion, either of friend, or visitor, or foe. So, on this sultry afternoon, leaving the door which led to the garden wide open to admit a free current of air, she sat down in the pretty rocking chair, and laying her tired head on her hands, fell fast asleep. As she lay there, so unconscious, so happy in her dream, so peaceful in her sleep, the sunshine playing over her, die wind sighing gently round her, a step sounded on the path that led to the door. Lord Selwyn was passing the cottage, and thought to please his wife by an act of attention to her governess. He went slowly up the garden path, and smiled when he saw the open door. He entered, and there before him saw the sleeping woman, with a peaceful smile ,on her face. He did not recognise her. How should he, believing as he did that she slept under the white marble monument at Florence? He saw the dark hair and the widow’s cap, the patient lips brightened, by s smile that came from the peace of heaven, not earth, and his kindly, noble heart warmed to her. He will never forget her cry, he will never forget her terrified start, the unearthly fear that seemed for a few short minutes to paralyse her as she awoke. She stood before him, white, stricken with anguish in her face and in her eyes, waiting as the criminal waits for the words of the judge who has to condemn him. “I beg your pardon, Mrs. Rivers,” said Lord Selwyn kindly; “I would not have disturbed you so cruelly for the world. I have alarmed you very much, I fear.” He heard the murmur of a few inarticulate words, and. pretending to have understood them, said: “You will find life rather dull at Thornleigh; but you must come up to the Castle sometimes. Lady Selwyn is very much attached to her schools. She would like you to be very happy, I am sure.” What was she saying? He bent down to listen, for her strength had failed, and ahe was sitting in the chair from which she had risen in such mortal fright. “He was very kind; Lady Selwyn was very good. She wanted for nothing.” “You do not seem very well, or yet very strong," he said gently. “Perhaps you have not got over the sorrow of your loss yet?” “No,” the white lips said. “I shall never do that—never get over it while I Kve.” Suddenly his eye#l fell upon that same volume of Wordsworth. He went hastily to the little bookcase and took it down, she watching him breathlessly the while. She saw His face darken, and an angry look come into hia eyes. “I beg your pardon, Mrs. Rivers,” he said; “this book must have been sent here by mistake.” “Lady Selwyn was kind enough to select a few for me,” ahe replied, “and that was among them.” “It was a mistake,” he said, curtly. “I value it very highly. I would not part with it bn any account. You will excuse me if I take it away.” Her very heart leaped at the words. Ah! then he did respect and even love her memory. It was by no wish of bis the book had been sent from the Castle, as not worth keeping; and Lady Beatrice had spoken untruthfully over that, aa she did over all other things. He quietly put the volume in his pocket, and turned to go away with an expression of deep annoyance on his face. “It was heartless,” he thought, “of Beatrice to give away anything that had belonged to poor Violante—sweet Violante!” and a deep ugh escaped him as the memory of his first wife’s fair yonng face rose before him. “You must accept my apologies for having disturbed you, Mrs. Rivers,” he said; “and pray remember, Lady BHwyn will feel great pleasure in attending to any request of yours.” Then for the first time he saw the sad, pleading eyes, and a puzzled look came over his Dace. “Have I seen you before?” he asked hastily; “your face is strangely familiar to me!” She tried to smile, but the attempt was a ghastly one. That one question was a most complete and perfect parody on human love—betted than a thousand volumes written to prove Its vanity. “I have not been out much since I have been here,” ahe replied evasively; but he still looked puzzled and mystified. “You find school duties hard,” he said kindly; “yon do not look strong.” “I am very fond of children,” ahe replied; “I, am happiest among them.” “Good-morning, Mrs. Rivers,” he said; “try and make yourself as happy as you can.” The next moment he was gone, and the light of her life seemed to pass away with him. CHAPTER XXII. llow Mrs. Rivers managed to survive that visit and continue her work of drudgery in the school room she could never Afterwards tell. For several weeks afterwards she, happily for herself, saw nothing of either Lord Selwyn or Lady Beatrice. My lady was not well, Lord Selwyn thought a change would be beneficial to her. So they went away to the pretty estate in Pcotland, Hudson Hall, the boy Rupert remaining with .his tntor at the Castle, for lady Beatrice declared herself far too unwell to bear any noise. And during that time Rupert went often to the cottage. He could not explain to

A WOMANS ERROR

By Marion V. Hollis.

himself how or why, bat he grew warmly attached to the gentle, patient lady, who always seemed so delighted to see him, and had always something nice waiting for him; who petted him and coaxed him aa no other woman had ever done; who listened with loving eagerness by the hoar together to his talk of his studies, his recreations, and his father. So the summer and the autumn passed, and she, sweet, simple soul, was so happy with her son that a faint color returned-to her face, and the sound of her silver-sweet langh was heard more than once. Then came Christmas, and it was my lady’s whim that Mrs. Rivers should be her almoner—should give away blankets, eoql, wine and beef, in her name; and in all those charities Rupert assisted, until the boy’s attachment to the governess was smiled at everywhere. “It will never hurt him,” said his tutor once. “No boy of his age could be anything but better for the companionship of a good and pure woman. Mrs. Rivera is that, and she is, besides, a lady in heart, mind and manners. The boy will gain by every visit be pays to the school cottage.” “I think,” said Rupert, one snowy day, as he ant with Mrs. Rivera in the warm, coxy little parlor of the cottage; “I think that if ever I were to have a bad illness, I should like you to come and take care of me. Would you?” “I hope you will never have my illness,” ahe said, the mothers heart filled with vague, quick alarm. “If I do,” he said gently, “I should ask my father to send at once for you.” Long after he was gone she pondered over those words. If ever he sent for her, idle would have to go. How could she bear to return, as a paid, poor, nameless dependent, to the place she had entered as a beautiful, blooming bride? Winter passed, and the springtime came again; the trees began to bad. the birds to sing; and then Lord Selwyn wrote to say that he was coming home with her ladyship. There were grand preparations at Selwyn Castle, and early in the month of April they returned. Still Lady Beatrice never came near the schools, and Mrs, Rivers began to wonder if she had Offended or displeased her; yet that could not be, for large baskets of fruit'and flowers were sent continually from the Castle. And one morning early In May, Rupert rode ©Ter to the cottage. How well she remembered that day in after yearn. “Mrs. Rivers,” he said, “1 have come to tell you the news, because I thought it would please you. Come up to the Castle and see my little baby brother!” She looked at him agasht, the color going and coining in her sweet face. “What do you mean?” she asked. “We are all so pleased,” he said. “Lady Beatrice has a beautiful little son, so that I have a brother now, and I mean to loTe him with all my heart.” Like wildfire the welcome news flew over the neighborhood. Lady Beatrice Selwyn had a little son. She had carefully refrained from even saying one word, and people were taken by surprise. No one was more pleased than Rupert, the heir of Selwyn. Lord Selwyn was Tery pleased. He was fond of children; be liked the music of their pretty laoghter. the innocent prattle, the amusing ways. It was a delight to him to think that once more he should hold a baby boy in his arms, once more teach baby lips to speak. And if he was pleased and proud, what was the happy mother? She had not the tenderness that distinguished Violante; her heart did not overflow with love for the helpless, innocent child in her arms. But she was proud of him, fond of him, in her stately way. There was one drawback. This beautiful boy, so strong, so healthy, her own son, was not heir of Selwyn. He had no proud rank to sustain, no grand position to hold in the world; for him there was no title, no estate; he would never be anything save a younger son, with a small income, and the thought of it was gall and wormwood to Lady Beatrice. She was difficult to please in selecting a name for her child. She qjiose Lancelot, after much consideration. Lord Lancelot Selwyn, in olden days, had won great fame as a warrior, and had made his name famous through all the land. Envy is a weak word to describe the jealous anger and gnawing, bitter hatred that filled the heart of Lady Beatrice for the heir of Selwyn. Her own boy was a beaut if nl child, fair of face, noble and generous of disposition; slightly inclined to be tyrannical and imperious, yet loTing and gentle when his little fits of anger were OTer. He resembled his father even more than Rupert did. “The pity of it,” as my lady often said, “that he, descended from a noble line on his mother’s side, as well as his father’s; that he, who resembled so closely tie master of Selwyn, should not be its heir.” She detested this interloper, this grandson of a country attorney, this son of a plebeian mother. She hated him with all the scorn of a passionate, proud soul. Had little Lance never been born she would have tolerated Rupert; but. side by side with her love for her own child, grew her intense and angry hate for him. She was obliged most carefully to conceal it. Lord Selwyn would never hare permitted from any one living the least unkindneas to Violante’s son. No one knew better how to inflict a wound than Lady Beatrice Selwyn. She had a way of speaking to him—a quiet sarcasm, a killing contempt—that stabbed the boy; yet careful was she that there was no word ever passed her lips that could be repeated to his father. She made his home so uncomfortable that he went oftener than ever to the cottage. Lord Selwyn just at that time was busily engaged in some political business, and waa very often from home. Lady Beatrice cared little where the boy apent his time, provided it was not with her. 80, when hia day’s lessons were over, Rupert would mount his pony and gallop away. He never tried to explain, even to himself, tbe attraction that took him to

Mrs. Rivera. He liked her gentle voice, always hushed and low; her quiet, graceful manner, her soothing words. He liked her to pet him, to indulge him; to sit, hour after hour, telling him tales that reminded him of his mother—he knew not why or how; Btories of great men and braTe deeds, true heroism, and grand self-devotion. Those quiet hours in tbe summer gloaming, with the lonely lady whom he was growing to love so dearly, did more toward forming Rupert’s character than all the hoars of study. He went there one day when Lady Beatrice had been very unkind to him. Lord Selwyn was away, and she had refused to allow Rupert to play with little Lance, or even to see him—refused him with words that, if repeated, lost all their sting; yet the look that accompanied them was bitter as death. It was not often that Lady Beatrice made Rupert wince—he was very patient under her scornful dislike; ffiit on this day hot tears rose to his eyes and blinded him. The trace of the tears was quite perceptible on bis face when he reached the cottage. The contrast between those two women was so great; the one indulged, caressed, and half-worshiped him; the other was cold, proud and disdainful. Little by little Mrs. Rivers drew from him the story of his wrongs, each word stabbing her with deadly pain. Then some days passed and she did not see him. The summer was drawing to a close; the leaves were beginning to fall from the trees; the sweetest flowers were fading, the birds sang of their approaching departure. He did not come. Wearily, hour after hour, she stood at the little gate, looking down the high road. There was no chestnut pony, no bright face smiling under a glengarry cap. She missed him with a pain that frightened her. Perhaps Lady Beatrice had prevailed, and he was sent away. Perhaps Lord Selwyn had changed his mind, and had sent him to school. She thought of a hundred different things. She woke up in the night, fancying she heard the quick gallop of the chestnut pony, then went to sleep with a prayer on her lips. Still the days passed on, and he did not come. She stood one day at the window, thinking to herself that if she heard nothing of him she would summon up courage and ask the rector for news. The sound of footsteps in the little garden outside aroused her. There stood his lordship, looking pale, scared and anxious. “Good morning, Mrs. Rivers," he said, gravely. “I have come to ask a great favor. Will you grant it?” The sound of his voice always pierced her heart like a sharp sword. “My son Rupert is very ill,” he continued; “60 ill that we are all frightened over him! He cries incessantly for you. Will you get some one to take your place In the school and come to nurse him?” (To be continued.)

FOUNDATIONS MADE OF DIRT.

Compreaaed Earth Take* the Place of Stone and Mortar. The subject of doing away entirely with stone and mortar foundations is being discussed by French engineers, compressed earth taking the place of these. The method is the conception of Louis Dulac. It is well known that, when a stake is driven into the ground, a compression of the surrounding soil takes place, equal in volume to that displaced by tbe stake. In the method of Mr. Dnlae an apparatus like a piledriver is erected, but Instead of the ordinary hammer-head ram, a heavy cone is allowed to drop, point down, in such a manner that it makes a hole, the size and depth of which depend upon the diameter of the cone and the height from which it has fallen. The cone generally used Is from twenty-four to thirty Inches in diameter, weighing about 3,000 pounds, says an article translated for the Engineering Magazine, and it is dropped from a height of thirty to forty feet. With a drop of this sort a hole eqnal in diameter to that of the cone and twenty to thirty feet deep may be made in a few honrs, the time and depth depending, of course, upon the nature of the soli. The whole area npon which the structure is to be erected is thus treated, the holes being live to six feet apart between centers and the result is the compression of the soil between the holes to an extent governed by the diameter and distance between them. After the holes have thus l»een made they are gradually filled with a concrete made of broken stone or cinder and hydraulic lime and cement. Tha concrete is thrown in shallow layers and pounded by allbwing a spherical weight of about 2,000 pounds to drop from abont the same height as that from which the cone was dropped. The effect of this procedure is to drive the more liquid portion of the concrete into the walls of the pits and thus, when tho latter are filled and the concrete haa become hard, the foundation consists not only of the buried pillars of stone and cement, but also of the compressed earth partly charged wkh cement. This method of making foundations has been used with much success in various portions of Paris, some of the locations being considered very difficult, owing to the soft nature of the soil, and the system is now being used ’to prepare the ground for the erection o fsome of the buildings for the exposition of 1800. The effect of the pounding of the earth is said not to extend to sufficient distance to disturb adjacent structures find in a number of cases the method has been used In the immediate vicinity of old and weak buildings without apparent Injury. It Is possible that this system of compression may be of service in many locations where the load is not too great, and It appears to be of especial applicability to foundations for temporary structures, avoiding the necessity of much digging. ' S'

“Lost Ball” in Court.

A Detroit court has decided that a base-ball which is knocked Into property adjacent to the grounds cannot be confiscated.

Don’t go without the things you need In order to get things you don’t want

TOPICS FOR FARMERS

. . ■ - . y. r . „ A DEPARTMENT PREPARED FOR OUR RURAL FRIENDS. Essential Prerequisites to Sqgcess in SubsoilinjK—How to Handle Beea— Intelligence of the Horse—New Use ’ for Tomatoes—Farm Notes. Plowing of any kind, Including subsoiling, should be gradual, and not a sudden deepening over the former cultivation of tbe land, writes W'. F. Massey In Home and Farm. Thorough drainage and aeration is one of the essential prerequisites to success in subsolling. If tbe subsoil needs drainage there is little benefit to be derived from subsoiling, as it will run back together as soon as the snbsolling has been done. Then, too, where the Immediate subsoil Is a mellow, yellow clay, there Is less evidence of benefit from subsoiling than where it is a hard, red clay, such as we have here, and such as is common in the uplands of Georgia. One of the greatest benefits to be expected from a good subsoiling of a hard clay soil is in its allowing the roots of the peas and other legumes to penetrate deeper, and hence to draw more mineral matters from the subsoil for the benefit of the upper layer. There are few tracts of the worn uplands in the South which can, with safety, be turned to the depth proposed at once, and before we can turu such soils safely to the depth of ten inches, or even less, the aeration of the subsoil must be done, and in no way that I know of can it be done except by the subsoiling of the hard pan just below the former run of the plow. I feel perfectly certain that little benefit will be noticed in the first crop from subsoiling where the land can safely be comminuted to the depth of eight or ten inches, and I would not care to subsoil any of our lauds deeper than twelve inches, for this is as deep as it ever need be. Land that can be plowed to the depth of eight or ten inches without turning any of the “cold, clammy subsoil,” needs very little subsoiling.

Handling; Beea. A good many people do not keep bees because they have a notion that bees do not like them. It has been pretty well established that in the matter of likes and dislikes everybody is alike to bees. The most successful bee-keeper is the one who wears a veil all the time, and goes among the bees with a calm determination not to strike wildly at the air if one of the colony begins to buzz about his ears. Bees are not at all averse to a hostile declaration, and arc ready at all times to sacrifice themselves in ?i fight with any animate being. The best way to handle bees Is to take advantage of their weak spots, and bees are in the best condition to manipulate when they are approached through their stomachs. Smoke is the most convenient thing to use in raising an alarm in a colony of bees. As soon as smoke begins to enter the hive every bee attacks the stores of the colony and eats all the honey it can hold. If the colony Is gently smoked, and left to itself for a few minutes, it can be handled by any one. This is equally all bees when handling them, but some breeds of bees are more aggressive than others. The n%live black bees are liable to go out of their way to sting a man, but Italians rarely make the first move toward battle. For this reason Italians should be chosen in selecting a breed. Another good reason for choosing them is that they are the best breed. —Farmer's Voice. Horae Intelligence. While the army mule is almost iuvariabty more intelligent than he is suspected of being, the horse occasionally exhibits unexpected aptitudes, as Col. Roosevelt found out. The Colonel, with a number of the rough riders, had been training the horses to lie down at a signal given by a certain pressure and a certain twist to the reins. At first 001. Roosevelt's horse didn’t quite catch the idea, but it soon learned and It didn’t forget. Shortly after the lesson, the Colonel rode hack to his tent, where he found a number of friends waiting for him. Before he had time to dismount they came up and began talking to him on some subject in which lie was much interested. Now, It Is characteristic of the famous soldier that when he becomes interested in a subject, it engrosses his entire attention. As he talked he began to make gestures and to move in his saddle. Presently he chanced upon a combination of movement and gesture that meant more to his horse than to his hearers. That intelligent animal began to give way under him, sank slowly down and left the animated speaker stranded in the midst of a sentence, with both feet on the ground, straddled well apart, and a prostrate horse between them. In a moment his was the picture of amazement. Then he remembered, spoke to the horse, which got up, and resumed the conversation, remarking that the animal didn’t seem to be feeling well.—New York Sun.

Naw Use for the Tomato. Cosmos, a French scientific review, says that a South American fanner has recently made an accidental discovery of great value to gardeners and florists. It was to the effect that leaves of tha tomato plant will drive Insects away from other plants. He covered the tomato leaves over some young shrubs he wished to protect from the sun and from small Insects, and was delighted to find that tbe latter cleared out ms soon as they got the odor of the tomato leaves. He then extended the same treatment to an entire row of young"peach trees, and his success was complete. To render the process more simple he tried a decoction of the fresh tomato leaves as a spray on other

trees and shrubs, and found that h« had a perfectly effective weapon. He also found that a spray of the same kind would keep dies off his horses. Care of Helf^rv The development of a heifer depends very much on the intelligence of tbe owner. Some owners indulge In a fattening, others In a starvation policy. By the latter the animal Is stunted and Its digestion impaired, so that It is little good for any particular purpose; by the former she is fit only for the butcher. If you feed on grass, which Is a flesh and fat producing food, she may be expected to yield little else than tallow. Abundance of succulent, nutritious food will stimulate the glands that carry the milk. Ensilage is good feed for heifers, mixed with a dry clover hay, or wheat bran mixed with corn ensilage is better. And then a heifer should be bred early, and If she drops her first calf at a year and a half old she will be all the better milker. She should be fed liberally with food that will make growth rather than fatten. Do not feed with corn, but some oats may be given, if the milk production is large enough to keep the heifer thin in flesh. As already stated, intelligence is needed in the development of a heifer to a profitable dairy cow. Every farmer should give the matter more thought than has heretofore been the case, bearing in mind that fall calves thrive better and make better cows than those dropped in the spring. - The Boil Over Umlerdraina. Always In digging an underdrain the lowest subsoil, often cold, hard and without vegetable mould, is more or less mixed with that dug near the surface, and which Is usually richer. In filling the ditch this mixture continues, so that the soil that was dug from the bottom of the ditch may often be In the last spadeful thrown In. Yet we never knew this to make any difference. Always crops of any kind show a better growth directly over the drain than they do on either side, even during the first season's growth. After a year or two the good effect of the drain extends to land on either side, as the soil freezes deeper when surplus water Is removed from it, and the roots of plants can go deeper for moisture or plant food.

Apple* for Cooking. There are many sour apples that contain more saccharine matter than those that are called “sweet” only because they lack acidity. And there is some malic acid in the varieties that are called sweet. It is the combination of sweet with acidity that makes the richest and best flavored apples either for eating raw or for cooking. Commonly, only those that are very distinctly acid have a good flavor when cooked, and they should be acid enough to require considerable sugar in cooking. To Make Farming Pax. While farmers with large areas sometimes claim that “farming don’t pay,” other farmers manage to live and save something on ten acres. One of the successful farmers on a small farm made it a rule when he went to market to bring home more money than he carried. His rule was to endeavor to sell, in value, more than he purchased, and to grow everything on the farm for his own use that the land would produce. Farm Notea. Fire is the best agent to use in getting rid of insects and their eggs. Every limb removed and all leaves and refuse under the trees should be burned and lime scattered on tbe surface of the ground. Sonic growers burn the strawberry beds as soon as the ground is frozen, and then mulch the rows with clean straw or salt hay. By so doing weeds that have died down are cleared away trad many seeds on the surface of the ground are destroyed. It does not always pay to hold pota-> toes over, as hauling, shrinkage and de» cay during the time they are held wili more than offset the extra price unless prices are very high. Then there Is storage room to provide and labor incurred to caring for the tubers during the winter.

Ornamental trees serve to beautify q homestead and perform tbe part ot windbrakes, but they pay because they add to the value of the farm. Paint is also a valuable adjunct in farming, aa it gives the buildings an attractive appearance and assists In preserving} them. The importance of nsing plenty of seed may be mentioned from the fact that only 30 per cent, germinates on jhe average. The conditions of the soil, kind of seed, its age. and depth of planting must'be considered, but the rule to be observed is to use rather more seed than too little. An excellent time to select seed corn is when it is being husked. AH seed corn should be kept In a dry place, and If hung up where the air can, circulate through It, so much the better. In some sections seed corn is Injured in winter by severe cold, but this danger is not so great if the seed Is kept dry. A special crop for the use of poultry Is millet seed. The use of such seed for that purpose increases the number of eggs and enables the farmer to get a good price for his seed by keeping large numbers of hens. The yield is about twenty bushels j)er acre, and It can be grown on nearly all kinds of soils. The amount of green food that can be grown on one acre Is enormous. Experiments have shown that on an acre there may be grown 14 tons of pea vines, 24 tons of peas and oats (grrown together), 37 tons of green corn, and 3 tons of second-growth clover. An acre of green food will provide more than will 5 acres of ordinary pasture.

RECORD OF THE WEE[?]

INDIANA INCIDENTS TERS||H told. ffl ■■ "■ * Highwaymen Captured at Waldron Depot Burned by cendiary - Fatal Train Wreck-fIH mill Boiler Explodes. MSB Late the other night the Kokomo ♦ad a battle with n gang of »n<i captured six. one of them gejttH| shot in the hip. They were shopkeepers on route home. The stolHj none.v was recovered. The men heir names as William H. Fisher, i Fisher and George Cook, 83 Erie Cleveland; William Myers, 1014 Fil j itreet, St. I.ouis; William Boyd, I David Roberts, Oneida, N. Y. WinH Fisher, the leader, was shot, the surrendering. They claim to be iron jetmakers recently employed at riety iron works, Superior street, and. H Work of Incendiaries at WaldrcMfi^B Fire destroyed the freight and .ffer depot at Waldron. The freight partment was tilled with goods, svhieh were consumed, some of them 1 ng very valuable. The town has ito protection except a few hand >rs. Citizens turned out and saved buildings. A tramp had been put off train there the day before, and '<> get even with the railroad eompanjM 1 he tire was undoubtedly of jrigin. | Two Men Killed in a Wreck. fl A south-bound freight train on the VaH lalia was wrecked at Honey creek by‘ thfl breaking of a coupling pin. When the enfl ?ine and forward section of the trail slowed up at the creek the rear sectlttfl crashed into it, demolishing five cars an| badly wrecking eleven others, killing twfl men who were riding on the bumpers. Th| men are supposed to be Albert Gibb Elkhart and John Metzler of Wakarusa.lfl Fatal Boiler Explosion. . The boiler in the sawmill owned a| l'homas Noitemeyer of Freelandsville exß ploded, killing (he engineer, Frank Jere| and seriously injuring Will Robbins an| lleorge Boyer. Jerel was blown aboz| thirty feet and was badly mangled. Ha leaves a family. 1 Within Our Border*. fl On account of diphtheria the schools all Royerton have been closed. I At Brazil. Newton Fisher shot and bad-1 ly wounded Charles Gross. 'll Jasper W. McLead was crushed to death! at Brazil by two sawlogs falling across hisl body. ’ I The Wood & Williams Company, furntj ture dealers in Terre Haute, have matfll an assignment. H John Powell, an alleged housebreakiH and thief, was shot while fleeing from police at Columbus. H J( “sse Reynolds of Oleau was accideflH ally killed by the discharge of a shotgnH while rabbit bunting. | Samuel Bates, employed at the co| mine at Fontanet, was killed by a fallin| tree which he was cutting. ■ The Standard Oil Company has aba| doned the attempt to run the indcpendenl companies out of Terre Haute. I Uniformed secret orders of Kokoa»| tieaded by the Knights of Pythias, havfl decided to build an auditorium. fl Tbe Indianapolis postoffiee receipts for September were $34,283, an increase of $1,402 over the corresponding month in 1897. ■ : The fifth pair of twins was born to Mr*| and Mrs. Luther Fish, living near Ander-. sou. The father is 42 and the mother 38 years old. The Salvation army was arrested for holding services on the streets at Colum- | bus. Some of the business men complain that it is a nuisance. Frank P. Wright, a farmer, living near Edinburg, has a variety of coffee bean; that matures perfectly and yields abun-• dually in this latitude. Farmers in Wabash County report that ♦he fly is working great injury to the grow- : ing wheat. Some fields have been practically destroyed by the insect. The fifty-eighth anniversary of the foun-J dation of St. Mary’s Academic Institute near Terre Haute was celebrated by the dedication of the new academy. Michael Murnaine. who mysteriouslj left Muncie three weeks ago and has been sought nfter by his grief-stricken mother, committed suicide at Worden, 111. Iu a petition for a divorce, Mrs. Frank Hasty of Huntington sets forth as valid grounds for a separation the fact that her husband would not take her to church. The farmers of Sugar Creek townshif are adopting drastic measures to be rid ot the epidemic of hog cholera. Within a few days more than 100 head have died. The shoe store of W. E. Fitzpatrick, at Whiteland. containing the postoffiee, wa* burglarized. About $75 worth of shoes and some six or seven dollars in cash wa* taken. Mrs. Alonzo Strong of Kendallville wa* accused by the postoffiee inspector of sending obscene matter through the mails. Before a warrant could be issued she had committed suicide. At Elwood, Robert Kuotts quarreled with his wife. While she was preparing to leave him he cut his throat with a razor, lie will probably die. They have beeu' married but five months! Fred Speyer, the young son of H. E. Speyer of Brazil, while riding his wheel, collided with a team and was badly injur ed. When he recovered consciousness it was discovered that he was totally blind. One of the most disastrous fires that ever visited Tipton broke out iu the business center. The flames were first seen in the clothing store of 1. Freymark and in a few minutes communicated with adjoining buildings. It is just made known that an attempt was made to wreck the Vandalia pay car the other morning a few miles west of Terre Haute. During the night th* section car house was broken open and tools were taken, with which the wouldbe wreckers disjointed two rails. The rails were separated slightly, but in a manner which would cause the wheels of a west-bound train to spread them apart. A special cast-bound train came along at the time the west-bound pay ear was expected. The train passed over safely, hot the jarring of the loosened rail* called ah tentiou to what hat}, been done. . Sg