Jasper County Democrat, Volume 1, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 December 1898 — Page 3

By The Duchess.

CHAPTER ll.—(Continued.) “Now that you have been to London,” eays she, “you will find our poor Ireland duller than ever.” “Do you call this place dull?" interrupts he. “Then let me tell you you misjudge your native land. I think it not only the. loveliest, but the liveliest place on earth.” “You are easily pleased,” says she. “He isn’t!” says Tommy, breaking into the conversation with great aplomb. “He bates Miss Maliphant, nurse says, though Xffldy Baltimore wants him to marry her, land she’s a fine girl, nurse says, an’ real smart, and with the gift o’ the gab an’ lots o’ tin——" “Tommy,” says his aunt frantically. It Is indeed plain to everybody that Tommy Is now quoting nurse au naturel, and is betraying confidence in a reckless manner. , “Don’t stop him,” says Mr. DysaYt, glancing at Joyce’s crimson cheeks with something of disfavor. “What is Hecuba to me, or I to Hecuba? I defy you,” a little stormily, “to think I care a farthing ifor Miss Maliphant or for any other woman on earth —save one!” “Oh, you mustn't press your confidences on me,” says she, smiling and dissembling rather finely; “I know nothing. I accuse you of nothing. Only, Tommy, you were a little rude, weren’t you?” “I wasn’t,” says Tommy, promptly, in whom the inborn instinct of self-defense has been largely developed. “It’s true. Nurse says she has a voice like a cow. Is that true?” turning unabashed to Dyeart. “She's expected at the castle next week. You shall come up and judge for yourself,” says he, laughing. “And,” turning ito Joyce, “you will come, too, I hope?” “It is mnnners to wait to be asked,” returns she, smiling. “Oh, as for that,” says he, “Lady Baltimore crossed last night with me and her husband. And here is a letter for you.” lie pulls a note of the cocked-hat order from his pocket. “An invitation from Lady Baltimore,” says Joyce, looking at the big red crest and coloring. “Yes.” “How do you know?” says she, rather auspiciously. The young man raises his hands and eyes. “I swear I had nothing to do with it,” Bays he; “I didn't so much as hint at it. Lady Baltimore spent her time crossing the Channel in declaiming to all who were well enough to hear her that she lived only In the expectation of seeing you again •oon.” CHAPTER 111. The visit to the Court being decided on, Miss Kavanagh undertakes life afresh With a joyous heart. Lord and Lady Baltimore are the best host and hostess in the world, and a visit to them means untnixed pleasure while it lasts. The Court Is indeed the pleasantest house in the county, the most desirable in all respetts, land the ghyest Yet, strange and sad to add, happiness has found no bed within its walls. This is the more remarkable in that the marriage of Lord and Lady Baltimore has been an almost idealistic one. They had been very much in love with each other, iand they grew so strong in their belief in the immutability of their own relations, one to the other, that when the blow fell that separated them, it proved a very lightning stroke, dividing soul from body. Lady Baltimore was at no time a beautiful woman. But there is always a charm In her face, a strength, an attractiveness that might well defy the more material charms of one lovelier than herself. With a soul as pure as her face, and a mind entirely innocent of the world’s evil ways, and the sad and foolish secrets she is compelled to bear upon her tired bosom from century to century, she took with a bitter hardness the revelations of her husband's former life before he married her, related to her by, of course, a devoted friend. Unfortunately the authority was an undeniable one. It was impossible for Lady Baltimore to refuse to believe. The past, too, she might have condoned; though, believing in her husband as she did, it would always have been bitter to her, but the devoted friend had not stopped there; she had gone a step further, a fatal step; she had told her something that had not occurred since their marriage. As a fact, Lord Baltimore had been the hero of several ugly passages in his life. His early life, certainly; but a young wife who has begun by thinking him immaculate, would hardly be the one to lay stress upop that. And when her friend, who had tried unsuccessfully to marry Lord Baltimore and had failed, had in the kindliest spirit, of course, opened her eyes to his misdoings, she had at first passionately refused to listen, then had listened, and then was ready to believe anything. One episode in his past history had been piade much of. The young heroine of it had been au actress. This was bad enough, but when the disinterested friend went on to say that Lord Baltimore had been seen in her company only so long ago as .last week, matters came to a climax. That was many months ago from to-day, but the dhock, when it came, shattered all the sacred feelings In Lady Baltimore’s heart. She grew cold, callous, indifferent; Her mouth, a really beautiful feature, that used to be a picture of serenity and charity personified, hardened. She became austere, cold. She ,was still 5 t good hostess, and those who had known her before her misfortune still loved her. But she made no new friends, and she sat down within herself, as it were, and gave herself up to her fgte, and would probably have died or grown reckless but for her little son.

A LIVING LIE

And it was after the birth of this beloved child that she had been told that her husband had again been seen in company with Mme. Istray, that seemed to add fuel to the fire already kindled. She could not forgive that. It was proof positive of his baseness. He thought her heartless. There was no scandal, no public separation. She said a word or two to him that told him what she had heard, and when he tried to explain the truths of that last libel that had declared him unfaithful to her since her marriage, she had silenced him with so cold, so scornful, so contemptuous a glance and word, that, chilled and angered in his turn, he had left her. Twice afterward he had sought to explain matters, but it was useless. She would not listen; the treacherous friend, whom she never betrayed, had done her work well. Lady Baltimore, though she never forgave her, never forgave her husband, either; she would make no formal attempt at a separation. Before the world she and he lived together, seemingly on the best terms; at all events, on quite as good terms as most of their acquaintances; yet all the world knew how it was with them. So long as there are servants, so long will it b<r impossible to conceal our most sacred secrets. As for Lord Baltimore, he —well, he would know how to console himself. Society, the crudest organization on earth, laughed to itself about him. He had known how to live before his marriage; now that the marriage had proved a failure, he would still know how to make life bearable. In this they wronged him. CHAPTER IV. Luncheon is at an end and the day still heavy with heat, the desire for action that lies in every breast takes fire. They are all tired of doing nothing. The tennis courts lie invitingly empty, and rackets thrust themselves into notice at every turn; as for the balls, worn out from ennui, they insert themselves under each arched instep threatening to bring the owners to the ground unless picked up and made use of. “Who wants a beating?” demands Mr. Dicky Brown at last, unable to pretend lassitude any longer. Taking up a racket, he brandishes it wildly, presumably to attract attention. This is necessary. As a rule, nobody pays any attention to Dicky Browne. He is a nondescript sort of young man, of the negative order, with no feature to speak of, and a capital opinion of himself. Income vague. Age unknown. “Well! That’s one way of putting it,” says Miss Kavanagh, with a tilt of her pretty chin. “Is it a riddle?” asked Dysart. “If so I know it. The answer is—Dicky Browne.” “Oh, I like that!” says Mr. Browne unabashed. “See here, I’ll give you plus fifteen and a bisque, and start myself at minus thirty, and beat you in a canter.” “Dear Mr. Browne, consider the day! I believe there are such things as sunstrokes,” says Lady Swansdown, in her sweet treble.

“There are. But Dicky’s all right,” says Lord Baltimore, drawing up a garden chair close to hers and seating himself upon it “His head is so hard. The sun makes no impression upon granite!” “Ah, granite! that applies to a heart, not a head,” says Lady Swansdown, resting her blue eyes on Baltimore for just a swift second. It is wonderful, however, what her eyes can do in a second. Baltimore laughs lightly, returns her glance four-fold, and draws his chair a quarter of an inch closer to hers. To move it more than that would have been an impossibility. Lady Swansdown makes a slight movement. With a smile seraphic as an angel’s she pulls her lace skirts a little to one side, as if to prove to Baltimore that he has encroached beyond his privileges upon her domain. “People should not crush people. And why do you want to get so very close to me?” This question lies within the serene eyes she once more raises to his. She is a lovely woman, blonde, serene, dangerous! In each glance she turns upon the man who happens at any moment to be next to her, lies an entire chapter on the “Whole Art of Flirtation.” Were she reduced to penury, and the world a little more advanced in its fashionable ways, She might really make a small fortune in teaching young ladies “How to Marry Well.” No man could resist her pupils, once properly finished by her, and turned out to prey upon the stronger sex. “The Complete Angler” would be a title they might filch with perfect honor and call their own. She is a tall beauty, with soft limbs, graceful as a panther, or a eat. Her eyes are like the skies in summer time, her lips sweet and full. The silken hair that falls in soft masses on her Grecian brow is light as corn in harvest, and she has hands and feet that are absolutely faultless. She has even more than all these—a most convenient husband, who is not only now, but apparently always, in a position of trust abroad. Very much abroad. The Fiji or the Sandwich Islands for choice. One can’t hear from those centers of worldly dissipation in a hurry. And, after all, it really don’t very much matter where he is! There had been a whisper or two in the county about her and Lord Baltimore. Everybody knew the latter had been a little wild since his estrangement with his wife, but nothing to signify very muchnothing one could lay one’s finger on, until Lady Swansdown had come down last year to the Court Whether Baltimore was in love with her was uncertain, but all were agreed that she was in love with him. “Whose heart?” asks Baltimore, apropos of her last remark. “Yours?” It is a leading remark, and something in the way it is uttered strikes unpleasantly on the ears of Dysart. Baltimore Is bending over his lovely guest, and looking at her with an admiration tob open to be quite respectful. But she betrays no resentment. She smiles back at him indeed Jtk that Rule alow, seductive wajr of hers.

and makes him an answer in a tone to* low for even those nearest to her to hear. It is a sort of challenge, a tacit acknowledgment that they two are alone even in the midst of all these tiresome people. Baltimore accepts it. Of late he has grown a little reckless. The battling against circumstances has been too much for him. He has gone under. The persistent coldness of his wife, her refusal to hear or believe in him, has had its effect. A man of a naturally warm and kindly disposition, thrown thus back upon himself, he has now given a loose rein to the carelessness that has been n part of his nature since bis mother gave him to the world, and allows himself to swim or go down with the tide that carries his life upon its bosom. Lady Swansdown is lovely and kind. She leans toward Baltimore, her loveiy eyes alight, her soft mouth smiling. Her whispered words, her only half-averted glances, all told their tale. Presently it is clear that a very fully developed flirtation is well in hand. Lady Baltimore coming across the grass with a basket in one hand and her little son hekl fondly by the other, sees and grasps the situation. Baltimore, leaning over Lady Swansdown, the latter lying back in her lounging chair in her usual indolent fashion, swaying her feather fan from side to side, and with her white lids lying on the azure eyes. Seeing it all, Lady Baltimore’s mouth hardens, and a contemptuous expression destroys the calm dignity of her face. For the moment only. Another moment and it is gone; she has recovered herself. The one sign of emotion she has betrayed is swallowed up by her stern determination to conceal all pain at all costs, and, if her fingers tighten somewhat convulsively on those of her boy’s, why, who can be the wiser for that? No one can see it. Dysart, however, who is honestly fond of his cousin, has mastered that first swift involuntary contraction of the calm brow, and a sense of indignant anger against Baltimore and his somewhat reckless companion tires his blood. He springs quickly to his feet. Lady Baltimore, noting the action, though not understanding the motive for it, turns and smiles at him—so controlled a smile that it quiets him at once. “I am going to the gardens to try and cajole Mclntyre out of some roses,” says she, in her sweet, slow way, stopping near the first group she reaches on the lawn—the group that contains, among others, her husband and —her friend. She would not willingly have stayed where they were, but she is too proud to pass them by without a word. “Who will come with me? Oh! no,” as several rise to join her, laughing. though rather faintly. “It is hot compulsory—even though I go alone, I shall feel that I am equal to Mclntyre.” Lord Baltimore had started as her first words fell upon his ears. He had been so preoccupied that her light footfalls coming over the grass had not reached him, and her voice, when it fell upon the air, gave him a shock. He half rises from his seat. “Shall I?” he is beginning, and then stops short; something in her face checks him. “You!” she conquers herself half a second later; ail the scorn and contempt is crushed by sheer force of will out of look and tone, and she goes on as clearly afid as entirely without emotion as though she were a mere maehino—a thing she had taught herself to be. “Not you,” sbo says, gayly, waving him lightly from her. ‘You are too useful here”—as she says this she gives him the softest, if fleetest, smile. It is a masterpiece, “You can amuse one, here and there, while —I want a girl.” "If you are going to the gardens, Lady Baltimore, let me go with you,” says Miss Maliphant, rising quickly and going toward her. She is a big, loud girl, with mouey written all over her in capital letters, but Dicky Browne tells himself she has a good heart. “I should love to go there with you and Bertie.” “Come, then,” says Lady Baltimore, graciously. She makes a step f rward; little Bertie, as though he likes and believed in her, thrusts his small fist into the hand of the Birmingham heiress, and thus ail three pass out of sight. (To be continued.)

Venozuelan Monument to Americans

Yeuezuela has erected a beautiful granite shaft to the memory of ten Americans who embarked in an expedition from Baltimore under Gt;peral Miranda in 1800 to fight for the independence of the colony. They were captured by a Spanish warship off the .Venezuelan coast, and beheaded July 21, ISOO. These men had served under Washington and Lafayette in the war of the revolution, and were willing to wage another war for liberty. Their names were: Captain Thomas Donohue, Lieutenants Thomas Billop, James Garner, Gustave Burguel, Charles Johnson, Paul T. George, Daniel Kenipner. Miles T. Hall, and John Ferris, and sub-Lieutenant Francis Farquharson. The monument bearing their names and the arms of the United States and Venezuela was unveiled at Maracay. State of Miranda, in the early part of September.

Reality tn Trains.

The simple children of the desert contemplated the mirage with feelings akin to awe.

“Look!” cried the child with the long, gray whiskers. “A phantom train! How very real it seems!” “Probably it’s mist!” exclaimed the other child.

Curiously enough, these persons had never lived in any suburbs or been in any sense commuters. —New York Evening Journal. '

The House of Commons' Bar.

The barkeeper at the House of Commons restaurant has been summoned before a London police magistrate for “illegally supplying intoxicating liquor to the public.” The temperance people are fighting to force the House of Commons either to take out a license for Its beer or to stop the sale of liquor. Following the example of European nations, Japan demanded a war indemnity of about $190,000,000 at the close of her war with China, and a large sum additional In consideration of surrendering claim to the Liaotung peninsula. Japan also secured the cession of the island of Formosa. Why does a man boot a dog, shoo a hen, foot a bill, cap a climax and steal a glance?

BIG FOOTBALL GAMES.

Western Championship Is Decided 1 by Score of 12 to 11. Michigan by defeating Chicago on Thanksgiving day by a score of 12 to H won the football championship of the West. Tae Wolverines outplayed the Maroons in the first half, but in the second half the Chicagoans rallied to an appreciable extent in their team work. Widman of the Ann Arbor eleven made a remarkable run of sixty-four yards that resulted in one of the two touchdowns made by his team. Herschberger drop-kicked a goal from a point forty-six yards from the line that netted five of Chicago’s score, the other six being secured after a sensational series of dashes and plunges just before the end of the game. Chicago Athletic Association’s football team defeated Dartmouth University eleven by a score of 18 to 5. It was the first meeting of the two crack organizations since 1894, when the local stars vanquished the visitors, 4 to 0. Northwestern University’s football team was defeated by the eleven representing the University of Wisconsin by a score of 47 to 0. Far and above all the other features of the game was the great drop kick of Patrick O’Dea from Northwestern’s sixty-yard line. This feat of the Wisconsin kicker came early in the contest and was the probable cause of the Northwestern team going so completely to pieces. It breaks the American record for long-distance drop kicking. Following are results of big games: Milligan 12, University of Chicago 11; Wisconsin 47. Northwestern 0; Chicago A. A. 18, Dartmouth 5; Ulinoiu 11, Minnesota 10; Pennsylvania 12, Cornell 6; Oberlin 10, Purdue 0; lowa University 6, Nebraska 5.

SOLDIERS IN A RIOT.

Two Negroes Killed and Several Whites Are Wounded. Great excitement prevails at Anniston, Ala., as a result of the armed conflict between white and black soldiers, resulting in two negroes killed and several minor casualties. The trouble was caused by a street fight early in the afternoon, when a colored soldier was dangerously beaten by white soldiers on Tenth street. A couple of hours later the negro soldiers iD camp began retaliations. Several white soldiers reported that they had been shot at. Just about dark the wholesale reprisals began, when squads of the Third Alabama regiment (colored) lay in ambush and commenced shooting at individual white soldiers passing by. A squad of the provost guard was ordered out, but the negroes opened fire on the approach of the guards and they were forced to retire. When re-enforcements arrived it was found the negroes had disappeared. When the news spread white soldiers and citizens turned out in great numbers, and begged for arms. Later the armories of the two local military companies werf broken into and every gun and cartridg* appropriated. Gen. Colby, who commands the Second brigade, ordered out two companies each of the Third Tennessee and Third Arkansas. They scoured the city and conducted all soldiers not on duty back to their camps. Several arrests of armed negroes were made, and it was with the greatest difficulty that the prisoners were saved from being lynched by the angry mobs.

PLUN GES DOWN A BANK.

Fast Train Wrecked nml Twenty-two Persons Irjured. A three-coach and baggage incoming passenger train on the Burlington, Cedar Rapids and Northern road -was wrecked six miles north of Burlington. One of the cars, containing thirty passengers, rolled down au embankment, turning three times in 150 feet. Two persons were fatally, three seriously and seventeen slightly injured. The train left Cedar Rapids four hours late and was making up time. The rear car. a Pullman sleeper, jumped the track «n a curve known as Six-Mile Post, where there is a stoop embankment, ending in a dry gully twenty-five feet below. The sleeper turned on one side, but was not ditched. The day coach nearest the sleeper was the one that plunged down the embankment. The passengers were tossed about from floor to roof and back again. To add to the general destruction every seat on the right hand side of the car was torn from its fastening and sent crashing into thelii'iiised and mangled passengers.

OLD TIMERS

Mrs. Wealthy Walker of Monroe, Me,, aged 88. drove 100 miles to Poland to dine with her live sisters. Private Leroy Wiley of Peoria, 111., at the recent convention of soldiers of the Mexican war, was the only veteran out of 150 to use crutches. Probably the oldest bread winner in Michigan is Adam Lunger of Royal Oak, who, though 94 years old, drives a milk wagon daily to Boddow and return, fourteen miles. Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Spring Haskell have been "Celebrating the seventieth anniversary of their wedding at 31 Lefferts place, Brooklyn. Mr. Haskell is 90 years old, his wife SO. John Capps, now 88 years aid, who lives at lUiopolis. 111., is sole survivor of the 101 citizens of Sangamon County who guaranteed the sum necessary to locate the State capital at Springfield. Mrd. Caroline O'Fallon of St. Louis, who died the other day in her 95th year, was tlie widow of Col. John O’Fallon, who gave more than §1,000.000 to St. Louis for parks, churches and hospitals. John J. Overton of St. Joseph, Mo., a veteran of the, Black Hawk and Mexican wars, enlisted when over GO and served through the civil war, and at the age of 101 wanted to fight against Spain. Frederick P. Sanguinot, father of eleven children, with twenty-six grandchildren, has just died at his home, 4353 Evans avenue, St. Louis. His death is the first that has occurred in the family, including three generations, for over half a century.

I Miss Mary H. Carroll, who lias just died at Cambridge. Md„ was a daughter of Thomas King Carroll, Governor of Maryland ,iti 1829, and a sister of Miss Anna Ella Carroll, whose remarkable work in aid of the Union cause during the civil war has a permanent place in the records as the Government.

PERISHED IN THE FLAMES.

Uvti Lost by Baldwin Hotel Horror at San Francisco. The Baldwin Hotel, on the corner of Market and Powell streets, San Francisco, was destroyed by fire Wednesday morning. The Baldwin Hotel was one of the finest hostelries in the city. The Baldwin Theater also took fire, and it, with all the properties of the William Gillette company, will also be a total loss. Many panic-stricken guests jumped from the hotel windows and it is known that a number perished in the flames. Fire startl'd at 3:15 in the morning. An alarm was given and the sleeping guests aroused so far as possible. They crowded in the smoke-filled hallways in their night clothes and soon there was the wildest excitement. A number were cut off by the flames, and many jumped to the street. Loss by the fire will run into the millions. The Baldwin Hotel was built by F. J. (“Lucky”) Baldwin, the well-known turfman. He expended .$1,500,000 in erecting and fitting out the hostelry. At the time it was.built it was said to be tb* finest hotel in the country.

GOLD SEEKERS ARE SLAIN

Indiana in Alaska Massacre a Party of Prospectors.

A report has reached San Francisco that a party of fifteen gold seekers, including Rev. Mr. Webber, a Moravian missionary, were murdered by Indians while they slept. The Indians, after the massacre, held a dance, getting drunk, and then indulging in a fight among themselves over the division of the spoils. This party was reported drowned by the wrecking of the schooner Jessie some time ago, at the mouth of the Kuskowi river, in Alaska. P. Malakoff, a Russian, states, however, that the party reached snore in safety. The Indians rendered assistance in saving their tents and supplies, and then murdered the entire party. Malakoff says he learned from a squaw that after the prospectors were killed the bodies were placed in canvas, taken out to sea and sunk. The squaw saw the Indians wearing the clothing and jewelry of the murdered men. Two bodies, which w»/e washed ashore, were identified by an agent of the Alaska Commercial Company, Both bodies were mutilated, end Were buried on the beach.

SHARKEY WINS ON FOUL.

Fight in New York Knits in Peculiar M nnner. The glove fight,between James J. Corbett and Tom Sharkey at the Lepox Athletic Club in New York City Tuesday night resulted in a victory for the sailor pugilist after one minute and forty-eight seconds of fighting in the ninth round. Corbett was not knocked out, nor was the bout stopped because of distress on his part, but it was brought to a close abruptly by a violation of the rules by Corbett's second and trainer, Jim McYey, who jumped, into the ring before time was up and thereby lost the fight. McYey has trained Corbett and been behind him in every fight in which the exchampion has indulged, and the unanimous opinion was that either McYey lost his head or he made the break intentionally. The referee was compelled to give the decision to Sharkey, but he made a most popular ruling by declaring all bets off. Thousands of dollars had been wagered on this fight, and, as Kelly said after it was over, it would have been manifestly unfair to decide away so much money on such a piece of unsportsmanlike behavior. There were rumors throughout the crowd, and they would not down, that McVey's break was part of a scheme to save Corbett. There were also statements by unknown persons that the whole thing was preconcerted and was known l -v both sides before the fight.

FLEET READY FOR ACTION.

Warships Could Be Quickly Sent Into Service Again. Though confident that hostilities will not be resumed, Secretary Long has made it a point since the peace protocol was signed to put the men-of-war of the service in the best possible condition. It would not take long to mobilize a strong fleet. The New York is now at Hampton Roads fully coaled and ready for sea; the armored cruiser Brooklyn and the battle ship Massachusetts, which are at New Y'ork, can sail within a short lime, and the second-class battleship Texas is having her propeller sleeve repaired. Besides these vessels, the department would probably attach to a fleet sent abroad the cruiser New Orleans, which will be ready for service in a few weeks, several gunboats and a fleet of colliers. The battleships lowa and Oregon, which are at Rio, are also available for operations in Spanish waters.

FAST TRAIN KILLS SOLDIERS.

Wholesale Slaughter of Black I ruin lines in Georgia. A fatal accident occurred on the Southern Railway at Silver Creek, Ga., early Tuesday morning. While running at a high rate of speed Engineer Waters suddenly discovered a crowd of negro soldiers walking on tlie track, but before he could check his train it had struck the soldiers. Waters stopped liis train and found that at least three of the men bad been killed, but tile negroes swarmed about him and talked so strongly of lynching him that he hastily pulled out for Chattanooga. Parts of the remains of the victims were found hanging to the locomotive when it arrived there. The soldiers wore members of the Seventh Immune regiment, who were en route from Lexington to Macon.

Officers Shoot a Soldier.

At Knoxville, Tenn., Zeb Patton, a private of the Third North Carolina, colored, was shot and instantly killed by a squad of officers of that regiment, f’atton, with other soldiers of Company C, became engaged in a difficulty. A guard was turned out under Lieut. Powell and attempted to disarm Patton, when he fired at them. Then the officers took deliberate aim and fired at Patton. His body was riddled with bullets.

Object to Colored Troops.

Mayor Watkins of Chattanooga, Tenn,, has asked the Secretary of War to remove the Eighth immune regiment from Chickamauga Park. The regiment is composed of colored met). He adds that the citizens of Chattanooga would be pleased to have a white regiment stationed at the park. At Guthrie, Okla., Mrs. Mirry Marks was bound over to the District Court under SBOO bond for deadly assault. She had a dispute with W. G. Barnhill over a cotton crop and snapped a gun in hia face.

INDIANA INCIDENTS

RECORD OF EVENTS OF TM PAST WEEK. 1 JH Fire in a Medical College-FatalC® lision at Gas City—Killed by the Mail—Attorney Kun Down by a Tnjfl —Cooked by Steam. I The building of the Indiana MetH® College, a department of the Univeigfl of Indianapolis, was gutted by fire. 39 fire was caused by a defective furnafl Dr. R. (1. Morgan of Plainfield escsij9 by the fire escape from the third floor.-£■ Norman Shobe of Ligonier attempted® escape by means of the stairway, but caught between the second and thfl floors and perhaps fatally burned. He trl rescued later by the firemen. The I® will amount to $40,000; insurance, §39 000. 1 Engine Strikes a Street Car. ; I The west-bound passenger train on 9 Panhandle Railroad crashed into a strefl car at the crossing of Main street in Ga City, seriously and probably fatally ® juring several persons. Seventeen pJ sengers were in the car and the train wj running at a speed of twenty niilesj® hour. The street car was hurled sin feet in front of the engine and demolisfjjM A number of passengers jumped just fore the train struck the car and cscaM injury. The railroad track was torn® and the engine badly broken. I Man Cooked in a Poiler. ..9 Matt Drinkwater, employed at a Pittsburg plate glass factory in Kukonl was cleaning the boilers, and while 9 side wiping the sections a companion, w)i thought he had finished the job and la gone to some other part of the factor! turned steam into the boiler. The flesh® Drinkwater’s legs, arms, breast and fu was literally cooked and fell off on I being taken out. I Slain by a Mail Train. I ■While a party of twelve people wel returning from a ball at Otis early t! other morning on two handcars they wel struck by the Lake Shore fast mail etil of Chesterton. William Seabcnski J® William Kempter were killed outrigil Seabenskfs two daughters,' aged 13 ail 15 respectively, were probably fatally® jured. Others of the parts 1 jumped am escaped injury. I Attorney Killed l»y a Train.. I I Isaac Yandevanter of Marion was t® down and killed by the east-bound Pal handle passenger train. The body w! so mutilated that identification was dim cult, .lodge Yandevanter was one of I] diana’s best known attorneys. He pral ticed in tlie United States Supreme Co® and tvas elected in his district as Stal Senator, lie leaves a widow and « children. I

Within Our Borders. The electric light plant at (Ireen field been purchased by the city. W. W. Hamilton of Decatur lias sold SIO,OOO worth of cattle for Burglars entered the postoffice at tula and secured about SIOO in cash stamps. John Ilogue, a prominent farmer, w as killed by being kicked in stomach by a mule. Brown County is at last to have a phone line within its limits. will he made a station. John Iviidell, formerly of Chicago, 45, a barber, committed suicide in paraiso by hanging himself. Walter Cook, aged 13 years, fatally himself with a rifle at his home in Albany. He did not know the gun loaded. At New Albany. Isaac P. Leyden been selected as trustee of the and to have charge of the estate of Depauw. H At Shelbnrn. the grain mill of & Crowder, with all of its contents, destroyed by tire. Loss, $18,000; for SB,OOO. ■ Charles Edwards, aged 21 years, fatally stabbed at (Jellersliurg by Donohue. The men were quarreling a trivial matter. H The Pierecton sanitarium was ed by fire. The loss is SIO,OOO. It owned by a stock company. Little ance was carried. South Bend is a mother of two e\-Cougressmen. a elect, four ex-State Senators and a tor-elect residing there. H Bobbers made an unsuccessful n:tem|H| to enter the bank at Westville. The on guard in the bank fired a number shots, ami becoming alarmed, the men ran away. Six years ago the breech pin flew froH a shotgun and buried itself in Hill’s skull at Brazil. The pin was moved and the wound healed. dead of the injury. President Brown of the northern diana normal school at Valparaiso prohibited football absolutely in the lege, owing to a member of the team being seriously injured. H Justice Corder at Princeton a written verdict in the Bosenberger soiling ease, binding the defendant, Bebeeea A. Bosenberger, over to the term of the Hibson Circuit Court in sum of SI,OOO. Princeton is again excited over a puH soiling ease. Mrs. John her three children were poisoned what seems to have been arsenic. the poison came from is a mystery, may have been placed in the well. family, it is claimed, has no enemy. jflßn Mrs. Delia Carter has brought the estate of $150,000 left by John J. FeH rell of Terre Haute, who died leaving no will, and whose second are the nearest of kin. Mrs. 'egos that she was taken as a child lH Ferrell with the promise to make heir. 1 A cable message has Inn'll the Navy Department in \Yashingtoii[afl9 uouncing the death of Ensign Fermier, attached to the gunboat on the Asiatic squadron. Ensign FcrndiH was appointed to the naval academy fjrofll this State. Wm William Stage) of Candy’s banfcJßH Churulmseo, who recently weut to Coltufl| bin City to get $2,200 for the bankwHf returned with SIWM, alleging ho started home with two men who lußl drugged him. has made a confession gaXi ing that he hr.J buried the the money. jH