Jasper County Democrat, Volume 14, Number 23, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 July 1911 — Page 6

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CHAPTER XVII. -fTTHAKE him alive!” came the cry. Yes, weakness meant Segal "The roof. There is only the sentinel.” Bridget’s words pat new courage Into me. I stayed another rush and then sprang backward. I was almost at the top of the stairs now. “Let me pass.” I knew the voice. Sword in hand, O’Ryan pushed his way through the crowd below, jumped across the body of the last man who had fallen and came at me. Had a dash to the roof meant absolute safety at that moment I do not think I should have taken it. My greatest enemy in the world was before me. Revenge and death poised the scales equally. It was his life or mine now. Those below seemed to recognize the supreme moment. They did not follow, but gave the captain free fighting room. I had the advantage in position, but his arm was fresh. Engaging me swiftly, he pressed me sorely. My mad longing for revenge drew an oath from me as he parried my thrusts skillfully. I had never seen him handle his weapon so well before.

With his eyes fixed on mine he watched his opportunity. With a swift stroke he put my sword aside and sprang at me even to the step on which I was standing. “For heaven’s sake wound me, Terrain” he whispered. I had done so almost before the words were spoken, how badly I did not know. He fell back into the arms of his comrades so Leavlly that I thought death had ended our acquaintanceship. My sword slipped from my hand, but I drew my dagger and ran to the roof. Bridget stood in my way a moment, but I pushed her aside and was on the roof before my enemies had time to follow me. I flung the curled rope over the wall and then jumped forward to meet my last enemy, the sentry. He was unprepared and knew not how desperate a man be had to deal with. He struck one blow at me and then— Ah, it was most awful work to do! The dagger passed in softly underneath his.

“A SWIFT SLASH OF MY DAGGER CUT THE ROPE ABOVE MY HEAD.” arm, and be pitched from the wall like a log thrown out into space. My foes reached the roof as I grasped the rope and went over. “A rope—cut it!”

“No! After him!” shouted a dozen voices in answer.

I had slipped down halfway, I suppose, when the words arrested me. A dozen could follow by the rope. I could fight against odds no longer. Only a dagger was in my hand, a useless weapon against odds. The rope above me swayed. My first adversary was already sliding toward me. I was prepared; he would not be-all the difference in a fall. I drew my limbs together and then, with a swift slash of my dagger, cut the rope above my head—and fell. ,

It was well for me that I landed on soft turf. I was cut and bruised, but escaped a worse fate. The man who followed me struck the ground with a sickening thud. He yas not dead, but could not rise. I reached-the river and dropped my coat of mail and dagger into the water. I struck out sore as I was. Soon I became conscious that I was being followed—at least I thought so. I felt a touch from a human hand. I saw a naked man close upon me. I grasped his throat and wrenched it Then be sank. He was dead. I reached the shore prostrate and insensible. A gray dawn was glimmering over the mountains of the east when consciousness returned to me. I remembered things slowly. I sat up, and then t remembered all that had happened

last night, tor the same current that had brought me to land bad later brought my ghastly companion. He lay at my feet at the edge of the water, his face upward, his open, sightless eyes staring at the gray sky. The • thought carried my mind to that other death—that death of creaking winches and toothed machinery—and the possibility that occurred to me made me look at the man more closely. His limbs seemed long and loose. One arm was evidently broken. Could It be a prisoner who had made a friend of the executioner and had died so easily? There was a blue mark round his neck where a rope had been. Had not Costa said tbat the weight tied to a corpse slipped sometimes? This man. too. had escaped from Yadasara. but by the way only dead men took

I sprang to my feet. I was a fool to wait here, so close to tbat terrible' fortress. It was light now. Safety for me .lay only In the woods. _ My enemies might know the set of the currents in the river and seek for my body in this very spot. I bathed my arms and legs and then made quickly for the woods behind. It was well that I was wise in time, for even as I entered the wood I saw a party of horsemen coming from the bridge. Some went along the river bank, while the others spread in two* and threes fanlike over the country. They did not intend me to escape. I plunged into the wood, keeping from trodden paths, and broke off a stout stick tb help me to walk and to serve as a weapon in case of need. It would be a poor defense if I were once seen. I came out from a thick piece of undergrowth on to a broad turf path and then <Trew quickly back again. Three soldiers had dismounted not two dozen yards away and were lying upon a bank. From my leafy ambush I saw two other horsemen turn into the path. “Not found yet?” called out one of the three I had first seen, “No. and never will be,” was the answer, and I recognized Costa. “I’d give a good deal to lay my hands upon him. I took a liking to him, and it’s hard to know that one has loved a traitor.”

“This traitor’s a man at least,” said one. “I shouldn’t have taken a liking to him if he hadn’t been. I think he Is dead.” “We ought to have found his body.” “The river has that,” was, the answer. "It didn't keep the prisoner who died yesterday,” said his companion. “He was lying on the bank, a sorry sight enough.” Presently all five mounted and rode Blowly up the path, and I crept throngh the underwood again. Perhaps I should have been safer had I stopped where I was, but inaction was impossible. Besides, hunger and thirst were prompting me. A few berries might be found and a stream. I must have wandered far out of my way, for I came suddenly upon a small clearing. A hut built of stout logs was there, and before it was an old woman facing half a dozen horsemen. “You’ve searched,” she was saying. "There’s not a hole where a man could lie concealed. What have Ito do with your fighting?” “You have seen no man pass this way today.” “No. I was within, and the door was shut.”

“Mark you, dame, there is a man wandering in these woods, and he’ll want food. Maybe he’ll ask you for it If you give it this hut will be without an owner. Were he your son even you should not escape!” “Maybe not, but I’d chance that and give him food if”—

The horseman muttered a threatening oath, turned and left the old woman standing at her hut door. As soon as they were out of sight she shook her fist at them. The action made me wonder if I could trust her. Within the hut doubtless were food and drink, and both I sorely needed; perhaps, too, a corner where I could rest a little. She stood'at the door for a few moments and then came to the side of the hut to pick up a bundle of sticks. It was risky, but I was almost fainting for want of food. Holding up my hand in warning. I stepped into the clearing. She saw me and let the sticks fall, but she did not utter a sound. “They are for the king,” I whispered. "I am for the princess. Who is your son for?” “The princess.” She beckoned me to follow her, and I entered the hut “You shall eat first and, if you will, tell me the tale afterward.” It was frugal fare she set before me, such a pottage that at other times my stomach might have turned against but now enjoyable as the dainty feast of an epicure, and then I told her a garbled- version of my story, true enough in particulars, but wanting in detail.

“YouTe a brave man,” she said. “My son would have acted so, for he is a brave man too. Now let me look at your wounds. Living in the woods, we old women find strange herbs.” She could not have used me more tenderly had I been her son. In the midst of her work she stopped suddenly. She had quick ears. “They are returning.” “Good mother, give me some weapon and my life shall stand between them and you.” “There is a better way,” she answered. “Come with me."-= =%= She led me into a small back room and, pushing'some faggots back from a corner, opened a trap. "It’s a well,” she said, “but it’s something more. Catch hold of the rope, hang at arm's length and your feet will feel a ledge. It is the floor of a little

hiding p!ace and safe enough. I warrant- yuick: tbey are at the doorP*

She replaced the lid of the trap, add 1 heard her sweep the fagots over it as I swung myself into the hiding place, a fair sized kind of cellar under the hut. By the noise above I could hear that several men had «nter«L 1 could hear the murmur of their'voices, but could catch no words. The hut was evidently carefully searched again, the trap was even opened, but the hole was so clearly a well that none suspected a hiding place. For three days 1 lay hidden, chiefly in the well, but sometimes climbing into the hut when the woman thought it safe for me to do so. More than once the men paid surprise visits, once

“QUICK; THEY ARE AT THE DOOR.”

nearly catching me, and so well was the wood watched that even at night it was not safe for me to start.

On the fourth night 1 set out upon my journey. The king's men had withdrawn. convinced that I was not concealed in the wood. The woman told me which path I should take to reach the open country toward my destination, and she provided me with a short dagger, the only weapon she had. I was in the princess’ country, but I shunned habitations and avoided a village as the plague. I went carefully day and night, keeping to the woods as much as possible, choosing to make a roundabout journey rather than go direct with the chance of being seen. It was on the sixth or perhaps the Beventh day, for I took little heed of the passing of time, that I neared my goal. To gain the private door by which I escaped and by which I intended to return I had to cross in front of the camp and climb the opposite hill spur. No sentry disturbed me. Only a light here and there was visible. Something had happened. If a large part of her army had deserted, which would explain why the king’s troops had wandered unchallenged over the country, the sooner the princess and I set out to find the exit from Drussenland the better.

I found the secret door and opened it With my dagger in my hand I groped my way along the dark passages. not certain of my direction. There was not a sound. The palace seemed deserted, and my heart failed me. At last I came to the corridor in which the princess’ rooms were. There was no light in it, not a sound. I stood still and listerfbd. Not a soundyes, a little sound, the slight creak 01 armor. Friend or foe, he was too near the princess for me to wish to avoid him. So I went forward, taking no further care to step lightly. 1 “Who goes?” “A friend.” “That name may stand for a foe now.” he answered. I heard him strike a door with his sword. It was the princess’ door, and at his summons two men came out bearing torches. “Yerrall!” one exclaimed. ‘You come too late, I fear.” . “Too late!” “The princess is gone.” “Gone!' Where?” “Toward Yadasara.”

“To her death!” I cried, and I pnt out my arm to the wall to support myself.

(To be continued.)

There is more Catarrh in this section of the country than all other diseases put together, and until the last few years was supposed to be incurable. For a great many years doctors pronounced it a local disease and prescribed local remedies, and by constantly failing to cure it with local treatment pronounced it incurable. Science has proven catarrh to be a constitutional disease and therefore requires constitutional treatent. Hall’s Catarrh Cure, manufactured by F. J. Cheney & Co. Toledo, Ohio, is ~ the only constitutional cure on the market. It is taken internally in doses from 10 drops to a teaspoonful. It acts directly on the blood and mucous surfaces of the system. They offer one hundred dollars for any case it fails to cure. Send fqr circulars and testimonials. Address: F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, Ohio. Sold by druggists, 75c. Take Hall’s Family Pills for constipation.

For The G. E. Murray Co’s. July sale we have npt bought uo a lot of cheap stuff, but will offer our regular lines of dependcble merchandise.

OLD TESTAMENT TIMES BROOKLYN TABERNACLE BIBLE STUDIES

JEHOVAH'S SUFFERING SERVANT Isaiah 52:13; 53:1-12—July # •'Jehovah hath 1 laid on him the iniquity at me aU." IN this study we have a Divinely drawn portrait of the experiences which God fore-ordained

should come upon the One whom He has promised shall ultimately be the great Messiah of glory wbo will exalt the nation of Israel and through It pour blessings upon all the families of the earth. Thus it is written. "In thy Seed shall all the families of the earth be blessed.” Much of the prophecy of this study has already been fulfilled. but not all of it—the gloriona features are yet to come, and we believe are nigh, even at the door. These prophecies were written nearly seven hundred years before our Christian Era. They bad their most striking

fulfilment In the personal experiences of Jesus. However, it should not be forgotten that a faithful handful, a “little flock,” tbe followers of Jesus, have walked in His steps during tbe nineteen centuries of this Age;

they have follow B „ altonCame Death. ed Him through

evil report and good report; tbey have suffered with Him, and the reproaches of those who reproached Him have fallen upon them; and when the hour of glorious revelation, the Kingdom power, shall come, these xrill be with their Redeemer and share His throne and glory, and, as His Bride, share His name. “This Is the name whereby she 6hall be called. Our righteousness of Jehovah.”—Jer. 23:6; 33:16. The key to the understanding of the longMelpy in tbe establishment of Messiah’s Kingdom is found in the fact that the Church is a very part of Him, members, of His Body. Had it not been the Divine intention to gather aD “elect” few from Israel and from all nations to be the Bride of Messiah, and a sharer in His Kingdom, there would have been no need of tbe long delay between the sufferings of Jesus and the outpouring of the glorious blessings which His death secures. Again it must be remembered that tbe elect Church is wholly different from the nominal church, as represented in its various systems. The true Church of God consists only of the saintly few who may be found inside and outside of all denominations of Christendom. “Gather My saints together unto Me, those who have made a covenant with Me by sacrifice.” (Psa. 50:5.)

There are two reasons why the world and its great ones will be astonished when the Mediatorial Kingdom shall suddenly burst upon the world. They have heard such chimerical and unreasonable statements respecting Messiah’s Kingdom, even from the people of God, that they will be taken completely by surprise when they shall behold the reality. When it shall be ushered in, following a great social revolution, it will be so much more majestically grand than anything dreamed of that every mouth shall be stopped and. as the Lord through the Prophet declares, that Kingdom of Messiah shall be the “desire of all nations.”—Hag. 2:6, 7.

As Seen by His Followers

Chapter 53. verses 1 to 6. pictures the experiences of Jesus as viewed from the standpoint of the disciples of His day and since. Following their commission. they have told the wonderful

Wounded For Our relief of Adam Transgresgiong. and his race from sin and death! Only a handful, the saintly few, really and truly believe the message, for surely every true believer would not only accept the proffered share of the Redeemer’s merit, but also the proffered share of His sufferings, that they might have a share also In the glory to follow.^ The Scriptures explain that In the Divine arrangement our Lord buys Adam and his race, condemned through his fall. Being raised from the dead by the Heavenly Father, Jehovah, Jesus is now the glorified One, merely waiting for the completion of the Church which is His Body, that He may take to Himself His great power and reign, as The Messiah of Israel and of the world. During the Messianic reign, opportunity will be given to Adam and all his race to be resurrected or uplifted out of sin and death conditions— up, up to full human perfection and everlasting life—to cH that was lost in Adam, to all that was redeemed through the cross. This is explained in the following verse: “He shall see His seed”—His progeny; so many of Adam’s progeny as will obey Him He will adopt as His children, giving them life everlasting on the plane of human perfection. J -

story of the Savior’s love and sacrifice, even unto death. But how few have heard, in the true sense of hearing; how few have appreciated it; how few have seen in Jesus the Arm of Jehovah, stretched down for the

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“A Welcome Chance to Those Who Suffer”

Coming to Rensselaer, Indiana Wednesday, July 26 To stay at Makeever House DR. ALBERT MILTON FINCH of Jamestown, Ind. Consultation and Examination Cofidential, Invited and FREE.

From a late snapshot.

To see all his regular Patients and such new Cases, as may wish to consult him. Dr. Finch enjoys a state wide reputation, among the profession and the Public of Indiana, where for more than Forty Years he has devoted his entire time to the Study, Treatment and Cure of Chronic Diseases. The Doctor has had wonderful success in his chosen work, that of curing chronic suffer* era, Men, Women and Children. The Patients he has restored to Health after they had given up all hope oi being cured are numbered by the Thousands. He is a kind, generous, democratic gentleman to meet, of high scholarly attainments, and dignified personality. Coupled with a Fatherly interest, in all who seea Ms advice, He does not take a Patient for Treatment unless he can foresee a Cure of the Case. The most commendable feature of' his work, and one that appeals to the ordinary sick person, is the fact of his charges being so reasonable and moderate as to make it within the reach of even very poor. At no time do the charges amount to more than $7.00 a month or about $1.50 a week. He gives his own medicines, and there are no extra Charges. It takes him never more than from four to six months to Cure a Case under Treatment. All cases, even those who have been given up as Incurable or Hopeless, have been Cured and restored to perfect health by this Brilliant Physician and the wonderful methods he employs. If you want to meet him and have him examine you, go to see him,' and talk the matter over with him. It It will oast you nothing if he does not put you under treatment. If he takes your case, it will cost you a very small sum to get well. Remember the date, Wednesday, July 26th, and come early.

TO FRIENDS OF THE DEMOCRAT.

. Instruct your attorneys tc bring all legal notices in which you are interested in or have to pay for to The Democrat, and thereby save money and do us a favor that will be much appreciated. All notices —administrator, executor, or gu<i-dian—survey, sale of real estate, non-resident notices, ditch and highway notices, etc., the clients themselves control and attorneys will take them to the paper you desire for publication, if you mention the matter to them; otherwise they will take them to their own political organg. Please do not forget this when having any legal notices to publish.

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Ditch Notice. Notice of the Filing and Docketing of Drainage Petition. To CyHthia Barnett, August Barn* hardt, Philip W. Davis, Jacob Rich, C. F. Schuster, Margaret M. Harris and Charles V. May, Trustee: You and each of you are hereby notified that I, Samuel' Huggins, have filed in the office of the Auditor of Jasper County v Indiana, with the Auditor thereof, 'my petition and the same is now pending in the Commissioners’ Court of Jasper County, Indiana, for the drainage of my real estate, described as follows, to-wit: The West half of the Southeast quarter and the East half of the Southwest quarter of Section fifteen, in Township twenty-seven North, Range seven West, in Jasper County, Indiana, to establish a tile drain as follows; Commencing at a point in the “County Ditch,”' now constructed, and at a point about thirty-five rods West of the Northeast corner of the West half of the Northeast quarter of Section fifteen, In Township twenty-seven North, Range seven West, in Jasper County, Indiana, and running from thence South, along the present line of an old open ditch, to a point which is about thirty_rods West of the Southeast corner of the West half of the Southeast quarter of said Section fifteen, and running from thence Southeasterly and terminating at a point in the public highway, at the Northwest corner of the South half of the Northwest quarter of Section twenty-three, in said Township, Range, County and State. ""Said drain to be constructed of tile as set forth in said petition. That real estate owned by each of the above named persons and corporations will be affected by said proposed drain. That said petition and the required bond were filed with the Auditor of Jasper County, Indiana, on May 28, 1911, and that said petition is docketed for nearing on Tuesday, August 8, A. D., 1911. SAMUEL HUGGINS. Dated this 9th day of June, 1911.

FARMS FOR SALE. 165 acres, one mile from court house, on stone road, K. R., telephone in house. This farm is all black soil in cultivation. A. large tile crosses this farm with many laterals, giving it good drainage. There is a large 11-room house; large barn, double cribs, and other outbuildings; all in good condition. There is a good well, windmill, and large bearing orchard. This is a good farm and a desirable home and will be sold at right prices. 80 acres, all cultivated, good house and barn, chicken house, good well, good outlet for drainage, on pike road, R. R., telephone and near school. Will sell on easy terms or will take trade as first payment. 161 acres, all good land, 15 acres timber, remainder cultivated, 4 and in meadow. There is a four-room house, outbuildings, new fancing, large ditch, and some tile drainage. Mortgage $4,800, which has some time to run. Owner will sell on easy terms or trade his equity. 600 acres, three miles from good business town, near gravel road, 400 acres in cultivation and meadow,, 200 acres pasture. There is a large eight-room house; large bank barn, double cribs, windmill and good well. There is a large dredge ditch just built that passes within a few rods of this farm that gives it a fine outlet for drainage. This is a fine grain and stock farm. Price right. Will take up to $15,000 in good trade. 160 acres, in Polk county, Ark., near Oklahoma line, and five miles from railroad. This land lies well and Is productive soii. Will trade clear and pay difference. 80 acres at a bargain, on easy terms, five miles out. 25 acres at a bargain on easy terms. On main road near large ditch; has four-room house. 21 acres, fine black soil, five blocks from court house, cement walks and good well, bell at a bargain. 160 acres in the wheat belt of Kansas. Wjll trade clear for property or land here and pay difference. G. F. MEYERS.

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LOOK HERE, MR. FARMER f ’For M’cCormiclc mowef and binder repairs, call on C. A. Roberts, just across the street from Frank King’s blacksmith shop, Rensselaer, Ind. j 22