Jasper County Democrat, Volume 16, Number 95, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 February 1914 — Page 3

HOW SAVINGS GROW.

Compound Interest Will Work Wonders With Bank Deposits. A savings bank in Evanston has advertised that it will place $1 to the credit of every baby born in that city, and it advises the parents of the children to deposit on each birthday of the child as many dollars as the youngster is old, then let the money remain in the bank, drawing interest, until the child reaches 21. It is a clever advertisement and excellent advice. If parents did that, the total sum deposited to the credit of the child upon its twenty-first birthday, including s2l for that birthday, would be $231, or an average of sll a year. But the bank account on that twenty-first birthday would show a much larger sum $284 .59, in fact, computed at the savings bank rate of interest, 3 per cent.

That is, the sum of $53.59 will have been paid in interest, enmpounded. The amount which would accrue at simple interest would be $46.20, or more than twice the amount deposited on the twentyfirst year, while the actual interest received would be two and a half times the last deposit. Besides, the interest on interest—that is, the excess produced by compounding—would amount to $7.39, or more than one third of the final and largest deposit, and would be about 69 per cent of the average yearly deposit of sll. Thus is well shown how money breeds itself, and there is little doubt that parents able to make such deposits would afford to their children a remarkable illustration of the value of thrift and its influence in life, besides giving each youngster a substantial sum with little hardship to the depositor.—Chicago Inter Ocean

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Notice to Non-Residents. State of Indiana, County of Jasper, ss. In the Jasper Circuit Court, to the April Term, 1914. The W. H. Hood Company, a Corporation -= T - vs. Thomas S. Crosbie, Minerva J. Crosbie, his wife; Thomas S. Crosbie and Manerva J. Crosbie, his wife. Complaint No. 8188. Now comes the Plaintiff, by Ray D. Thompson, its attorney, and files complaint herein, together with an affidavit that the defendants Thomas S. Crosbie, Minerva J. Crosbie, his wife; Thomas S. Crosbie and Manerva J. Crosbie, his wife, are not residents of the State of Indiana. Notice is therefore hereby given said Defendants, that unless they be and appear on the seventh day of the next Term of the Jasper Circuit Court to be holden on the second Monday of April, A. D., 1914, at the Court House in Rensselaer, in said County and State, and answer or demur to said complaint, the same will be heard and detrmined in their absence.

In witness whereof, I hereunto eet my hand and affix the Seal of [SEAL] said Court, at Rensselaer this 20th z day of February, A. D. 1914. JUDSON H. PERKINS, Clerk Jasper Circuit Court. f-21-28-m-7 Notice of Ditch Sale. Notice is hereby given that on Saturday, March 7, 1914, at the office of Abraham Halleck, in the city of Rensselaer, Jasper County, Indiana, at the hour of 2 o’clock p m„ the undersigned Drainage Commissioner will offer for sale at pubto the lowest and best bidder therefor, the contract for the construction of the Frank B. Ham et al., Ditch, Cause No. 116 of the Jasper Circuit Court, in accordance with the plats, plans, profiles and specifications, as the same are on file in the office of the Clerk of the Jasper Circuit Court. Each bidder will be required to deposit a certified check in the sum of $50.0 0, or a bond with approved security, as a guaranty that if the work be awarded him, he will enter into contract and give bond conditioned for the faithful performance the contract as the law requires. The Commissioner reserves the right to reject any and all bids. CHARLES BEAVER, Commissioner of Construction.

Notice of Assessments, Clayton Ditch Notice is hereby given that the assessment sheet on lands assessed in Jasper County, Indiana, for the construction of the ditch petitioned for by George R. Clayton et al in the White Circuit Court has been prepared, showing the amount due on each several tract or parcel of land assessed for the location and construction of said ditch. The Board of Commissioners of Jasper County have fixed upon the 14th day of May. 1914, as the time by which all persons desiring to do so may pay assessments made for the costs of construction and other expenses of said ditch against said lands benefited thereby. And all persons so desiring to pay such assessments and have lands assessed discharged and released from the lein of such assessments, may pay the full amount due on or before the 14th day of May, 1914, at the office of the Treasurer of Jasper County, in Rensselaer, Indiana, and such payments shall operate as a discharge from liability for such assessments. J. P. HAMMOND, Auditor Jasper County.

WITHIN THE LAW

By MARVIN DANA

FROM THE PLAY OF BAYARD VEILLER Copyright, 1813, by the H. K. Fly company.

CHAPTER XVIII. The Confession. BURKE pressed the button call and ordered the doorman to send in Cassidy. When the detective appeared he asked: “Does Garson know we’ve arrested the Turner girl and young Gilder?” And, when he had been answered in the negative: “Or that we’ve got Chicago Red and Dacey here?” “No,” Cassidy replied. “He hasn’t been spoken to since we made the collar. He seems worried,” the detective volunteered. “He’ll be more worried before I get through with hita!” he growled. He regarded Cassidy speculatively. “Do you remember the third degree Inspector Burns worked on McGloln? Well,” he went on, as the detective nodded assent, “that’s what I’m going to do to Garson. He’s got Imagination, that crook! The things he don’t know about are the things he’s afraid of. After he gets in here, I want you to take his pals one after the other, and lock them up in the cells there in the corridor. The shades on the corridor windows here will be up, and Garson will see them taken in. The fact of their being there will set his imagination to working overtime, all right.” Burke reflected for a moment, and then issued the final directions for the execution of his latest plot. “When you get the buzzer from me, you have young Gilder and the Turner woman sent in. Then, after a while, you’ll get another buzzer. When you hear that, come right in here, and tell me that the gang has squealed. I’ll do the rest. Bring Garson here in just five minutes. Tell Dan to come in.’’

As the detective went out, the doorman entered, and thereat Burke proceeded with the further instructions necessary to the carrying out of his scheme“Take the chairs out of the office, Dan,” he directed, “except mine and one other—that one!” He indicated a chair standing a little way from one end of his desk. “Now, have all the shades up.” He chuckled as he added: “That Turner woman saved you the trouble with one.” He returned to his chair, and when the door opened he was to all appearances busily engaged in writing. “Here’s Garson chief.” Cassidy announced. “Hello, Joe!” Burke exclaimed, with a seeming air of careless friendliness, as the detective went out, and Garson stood motionless just within the door. “Sit down a minute, won’t you?” the inspector continued affably. He did not look up from his writing as he spoke. Garson’s usually strong face was showing weak with fear. His chin, which was commonly very firm, moved a little from uneasy twitchings of his lips. His clear eyes were slightly clouded to a look of apprehension as they roved the room furtively. He made no answer to the inspector’s greeting for a few moments,' but remained standing without movement, poised alertly as if sensing some concealed peril. Finally, however, his anxiety found expression in words. His tone was pregnant with alarm, though he strove to make it merely complaining. “Say, what am I arrested for?” he protested. “I ain’t done anything.” Burke did not look up, and his pen continued to |iurry over the paper. “Who told you you were arrested?" he remarked cheerfully in his blandest voice. Garson uttered an ejaculation of disgust. “I don’t have to be told,” he retorted huffily. “I’m no college president, but when a cop grabs me and brings me down here I’ve got sense enough to know I’m pinched.” “Is that what they did to yob, Joe? I’ll have to speak to Cassidy about that. Now, just you sit down. Joe. won’t you? I want to have a little talk with you. I’ll be through here in a second.” He went on with the writing.

Garson moved forward slightly to the single chair near the end of the desk and there seated himself mechanically. His face thus was turned toward the windows that gave on the corridor, and his eyes grew yet more clouded as they rested on the grim doors of the cells. He writhed in his chair, and his gaze jumped from the cells to the impassive figure of the man at the desk. Now the forger’s nervousness increased momentarily. It swept beyond his control. Of a sudden lie sprang up and stepped close to the inspector. ‘‘Say,” he said, in a husky voice. “I’d like to have a lawyer.” “What’s the matter with you, Joe?” the inspector returned, always with that imperturbable air. and without raising his head from the work that so engrossed his attention. "You know, you’re not arrested. Joe. Maybe you never will be. Now. for the love of Mike, keep still and let me finish this letter.”

Slowly, very hesitatingly, Garson went back to the chair, and sank down on it in a limp attitude of dejection wholly unlike his customary postures of strength. Again, his fear fascinated eyes went to the row of cells that stood silently menacing on the other side of the corridor beyond the windows. His face was tinged with gray. A physical sickness was creeping stealthllv on film, as his thoughts held'insistently to the catastrophe that threatened. His intelligence was too keefr to permit a belief that Burke's manner of almost fulsome kindliness hid nothing omin-ous-ominous with a hint of death for him in return for the death he Lad wrought.

Then, terror crystallized. His byes were caught by a figure, the figure of Cassidy, advancing there in the corridor. And with the detective went a man whose gait was slinking, craven. A cell door swung open, the prisoner stepped within, the 1 door clanged to. the bolts shot into their sockets noisily. Garson sat huddled, stricken—for he had recognized the victim thrust into the cell before his eyes. It was Dacey, one of his own cronies in crime— Dacey. who. the night before, had seen him kill Eddie Griggs. There was something concretely sinister to Garson in this fact of Dacey’s presence there in the cell.

Of a sudden the forger cried out raucously:

“Say. inspector, if you’ve got anything on me, I—l would”— The cry dropped into unintelligible mumblings.

Burke retained his manner of serene Indifference to the other’s agitation. Still, his pen hurried over the paper, and he did not trouble to look up as be expostulated, half banteringly.

“Now. now! What’s the matter with you, Joe? I told you that I wanted to ask you a few questions. That’s all.” But. after a moment. Garson’s emotion forced him to another appeal. “Say. inspector”— be began. Then, abruptly, he was silent, his mouth still open to utter the words that were now held back by horror. Again, he saw the detective walking forward, out there in the corridor. And with him, as before, was a second figure, which advanced slinkingly. Again the door swung wide, the prisoner slipped within, the door clanged shut,* the bolts clattered noisily into their sockets.

And. in the watcher, terror grew—for he bad seen the face of Chicago Red, another of his pals, another who had seen him kill Griggs. At last lie licked his dry lips, and his voice broke in a throaty whisper.

“Say, inspector, if you’ve got anything against me, why”— “Who said there was anything against you, Joe?” Burke rejoined, in a voice that was genially chiding.

“Say, inspector, if you’ve got anything on me"—

“What’s the matter with you today, Joe? You seem nervous.” Still, the official kept on with his writing. “No, I ain’t nervous.” Garson cried, with a feverish effort to appear calm. “Why, what makes you think that? But this ain’t exactly the place you’d pick out as a pleasant one to spend the morning.” He was silent for a little, trying with all his strength to regain his self control, but with small success. Burke believed that his opportunity was come. His hand slipped into the pocket where was the pistol, and clutched it. He stared at Garson fiercely, and spoke with a rush of the words: “Why did you kill Eddie Griggs?’ “I didn’t kill him!” The reply was quick enough, but it came weakly. Again. Garson was forced to wet his Ups with a dry tongue, and to swallow painfully. “1 tell you, I didn’t kill him!” he repeated at last, with more force.

“You killed him last night—with this!” Burke cried, viciously. On the instant, the pistol leaped into view, pointed straight at Garson.i “Why?” the inspector shouted. “Come on, now! Why?” “I didn’t. I tell you!” Garson was growing stronger, since at last the crisis was upon him. He ! got to his feet with lithe swiftness of movement and sprang close to the desk. He bent his head forward chaliengingly, to meet the glare of his accuser’s eyes. There passed many secorids, while the two men battled in silence, will warring against will. In the end it was the murderer who triumphed. Suddenly, Burke dropped the pistol into his pocket, and lolled back in his chair. His gaze fell away from the man confronting him. In the same instant. the rigidity of Garson’s form relaxed, and he straightened slowly. “Oh. well.” Burke exclaimed amiably, "I didn’t really think you did, but I wasn’t sure, so 1 had to take a chance. Yoh understand, don't you, Joe?” “Sure. I understand.” Garson rep!led. with an amiability equal to the inspector’s own. Burke pressed the buzzer as the

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agreed signal to cassiay. "Where <ild you say Mary Turner was last night?” At the question, all Garson’s fears for the woman rushed back on him with appalling force. “I don’t know where she was.” he exclaimed doubtfully. lie realized tils blunder even as the words left his lips, and sought to correct it as best he might. “Why. yes, I do. too.” he wont on. as if assailed by sudden memory *1 dropped into her place kind of late, and they said she’d gone to bedheadache, 1 guess. Yes, she was home, of course. She didn’t go out of the house all night.” His insistence on the point was of itself suspicious, but eagerness to protect her dulled his wits. “Know anything about Gilder?" Burke demanded. “Not a thing,” was the earnest answer.

The inner door opened, and Mary Turner entered the office. Garmon with difficulty suppressed the cry of distress that rose to his lips. For a few moments the silence was unbroken. Then presently Burge by a gesture directed the girl to advance toward the center of the room. As she obeyed he himself went a little toward the door, and when it opened again and Dick Gilder appeared he interposed to check the young man's rush forward as his gaze fell on his bride, who stood regarding him with sad eyes. Then, while still that curious, dynamic silence endured. Cassidy came briskly into the office. “Say, chief,” the detective said rapidly, “they’ve squealed." “Squealed, eh? Do they tell the same story ?” And then when the detective bad answered in the affirmative he went on speaking in tones ponderous with self complacency. “I was right, then, after all—right all the time. Good enough.” Of a sudden his voice boomed somberly. “Mary Turner, I want you for the murder of—

Garson’s rush halted the sentence. He had leaped forward. His face was rigid. He broke on the inspector's words with a gesture of fury. lift voice came in a hiss: “That’s a lie! I did it!” (To be concluded.)

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Real Esate Transfers.

Albert P Swartzell to Jesse C Gwin, Feb, 20, pt It 7, It 6, bl 1, Rensselaer, Thompson’s add, $350. Francis M Waggoner to George F Logan, Feb. 20, se se, 27-30-5, Gillam, $13,200. Ella Reed et baron to George F Logan. Feb. 20, ne se, 27-30-5, Gillam, sl. q e d. George F Logan et ux to James B Reed et ux, Feb. 20, ne se, 27-30-5, Gillam, sl. q c d. George F Logan et ux to James B Reed et ux, Feb, 20, se se, 27-30-5, Gillam, $4,000. John A Dunlap, guardian of Frank Kesslck, to Barney D Comer, Feb. 9, und. % w % ne se, 36-31-7, Union, $525, Guardian’s deed. Nancy E Carpenter et baron t/ Barney D Comer, Jan. 26, und % w % ne se, 36-31-7, Union, $525. Richard Hudson, guardian of John, Eunice and Nancy E Kesslck, to Barney D Corner, Jan. 21, und 3-4 w % ne se, 36-31-7, Union, $1,575. Guardian’s deed. Barney D Cornier et ux to Ernest L Comer, Feb. 2J, und U w V. ne se, 3 6-31-7, Union, $1,050. William H Wells et ux to Jacob Groet, Jan. 28, pt It 25, north Demotte, pt sw nw, 26-32-7, Keener SSOO. Emmet L Hollingsworth et ux to Lendert Mak, Feb. 21, 0 % se, 21-32-7, 80 acres, Keener, sl. Lendert Mak et ux to Andrew De Haan, Feb. 21, e se, 21-32-7 Keener, $3,200. Blaine Howard Peacock to Lydia A Scott, Feb., ,12, see record, pt sw, 30-29-6, Marion, n pt It 17, Rensselaer, Jasper County Drainage Assn $2,000. Erastus Peacock et al to Lydia A Scott, Feb. 14, same lands, sl, q c d. Frank PJjluntington et ux to Simeon W Blaqkenbaker, Dec. 16, se nw, 18-29-7, Newton, $15,000. Auditor of Jasper County for Lubric and Refining Co., to James H Chapman, Fob .16, s 14 nw, 4-30-5, 200 acres, Gillam, $325. T. T. D. Jacob W. Ropplemau by Auditor of Jasper County to John Eger, Feb. 19, It 4, bl 3, Demotte, sl6. T. T. D. Edward E Sutherland et ux to William E Ott, Feb. 21, Its 9, 10, Remington, Schaeffer’s add, $2,300. Maude E Spitler to George W Reed et ux, Feb. 24, pt Its 1,2, b! 6, Rensselaer, $5,400. William L Nowels to Michael Kanne, Feb. 24, Its 1,2, bl 16, Rensselaer, $2,500. William R Puckett et ux to John Stillman, Feb. 24, pt It 1, Remington, Patton’s add, $l,lOO. .. ■ Isaac Shannon et ux to Minn. Investment Co., Dec. 19, sw ne, 18-28-6, 40 acres, Marion, sl. Martha Jane Dickinson to Charles B Steward, April 24, 1912, Its 11, 12, bl 5, It 10, bl 12, Its 1,2, 3, bi 14, Its 4,5, 6,7, bl 14, Fair Oaks, $.300. Albert Helsel et ux to Charles B Steward, Jan. 2, 1913, Its 18, 19, 20, bl 15, Fair Oaks, $550.

Deafness Cannot Be Cured

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