Jasper County Democrat, Volume 20, Number 26, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 June 1917 — Page 7

SYNOPSIS Ca’eb Hunter and his sister Sarah welaotne to their home Stephen O’Mara, a homeless and friendless boy, starting from the wilderness to see the city. Stephen O'Mara catches a glimpse of Barbara Allison. The girl is rich. The O'Mara boy falls in love with her. She la ten. he fourteen. xne boy and girl are in a party mat go to town. The old people watch with concern' the youth’s growing attachment for the girt Caleb Is much impressed with the boy’s ideas on the moving of timber. He predicts a great future for tha lad. O'Mara whips Archibald Wickersham In S boyhood fight over Barbara. She takes Wickersham’s side, and Stephen leaves for parts unknown, saying, ”I’ll come back to you.” Tears later the boy returns as a mau. So is a contractor. Sarah welcomes hirfl. Barbara is a beautiful woman. O'Mara suspects there. IS a plot to present his successful completion of a railroad and that Barbara Allison’s father and Wickersham are in it. O’Mara meets Garry Devereau, with whom Barbara’s closest friend is in love. O’Mara starts to reform him. O’Mara meets Barbara Allison on the road. There is a play of words in which both seek to conceal their feeling. Wickersham notices that Barbara and Stephen are together a great deal. Mir- -- Barbara's friend, sees and undersmnLtS'-Xiie black rage that shadows hla - O’Mara convinced ♦hat some one is try trouble among his men. Wickersham and Allison have a conference. They agree that Harrigan, their tool, has messed things trying to stir up trouble amops the men. O’Mara assures the men that as long as they work for him they need have no fear. He checks an incipient strike. O’Mara cheers Devereau with the information that Minima Burrell cares for him * despite his unhappy past. O’Mara arranges a meeting between Garry and Miriam. Garry no tonger is a drunkard. O’Mara has worked wonders with him. O’Mara returns to find the reconciliation of Garry and Miriam. Barbara is present, end her comments puzzle Stephen.

CHAPTER XVII. Some Letters and.a Reply. SER letter came to him a week later, though she had posted it the morning she took the from Morrison. It had lain for days in the postoffice box of the East Coast company, waiting the day when one of the teamsters should call and carry it in overland. Steve had never before seen her handwriting. It was his first letter from her, yet -he recognized it the instant Big Louie put it in his hand. And he was glad that night that both Fat Joe and Garry were absent from the up river camp— glad that he was to hdve the next hour alone. But when he broke the flap of it Big Louie, who lingered uneasily in the open doorway —even Big Louie, whose wits were not particularly keen— knew from the expression which passed over his superior’s face that this heavy envelope which he had brought had not contained good news. The quick contraction of muscles which tightened his jaw was too much like a spasm of pain. For her first letter, so the sentence ran, was to be her last. She wrote “less kindly than she would have wished to write’’ that she and Mr. Wickersham had decided upon the Ist of May, and after the silence had become a throbbing thing Big Louie decided instinctively that he would let go until later the demand which he had planned to make for a raise to meet that raise which, so he had heard it gossiped in town, was being paid the men in the northern lumber camps. He stumbled going out and lost his ’ balance, so that the door crashed to behind him Violently. But Steve stood as he had stood when his eyes sought the first line of her note, nor did the crash penetrate his ears. Repeatedly in the interval which had elapsed since she had bidden him goodby the latter had told himself that she would not write, but the repetition had been unconvincing. He knew that now. Barbara did not write again, and in this at least the man who loved her anticipated her correctly. The letters, however, which Garrett Devereau received each day from Miriam—bulky, •extra postage epistles—brought often news of her. And these fragments Garry, knowing without being told for whom they were meant, duly delivered to Steve, in weekly or fortnightly installments, whenever the latter’s duties brought him to Morrison, for Garry and Fat Joe. who had been transferred to the lower end of the work, along with the bulk of the up river force, had noticed, that difference too. “Miriam says for me to keep my feet dry this cold weather,” he’d tell ..the other man laughingly, “and Barbara sends her regards to all of us and hopes that we are making splendid headway.” Or again: “Barbara’s looking a little pale, Miriam writes. She says she*s—er—trying to do altogether too much for her.endurance.’/ Whatever the bit of news was Garry passed it on religiously, a little guiltily sometimes, because of bis pwn great happiness Once he had failed signally to read behind his friends mqody si-

Then I'll Come Back to you

By Larry Evans

AUTHOR OF A ' ONCE TO EVERY I^—_ Sri

“lie's worried—of course he is! He ain’t enjoyin’ his meditations a little bit these days, but he's enjoyin’ ’em more all by himself that he would be if we were ttp there with him, forcin’ him to look everlastingly like four aces when it’s deuces at present he’s holding. He’s worried, and that's why I don’t grow nervous myself, because it is only the man who is too sure who is awful likely to finish broke. Don’t you waste any pity on him yet, and 1 wouldn’t let him hear me passing uncomplimentary words concerning his girl either if I was you. Lightning ain’t particular where it strikes when it’s been a long time cooped up. Every man to his Own taste in such matters, says I. And shucks, man, eau't you tell just from seein’ ’em together that they was made for each other? If a man quit every time a woman began to put him over the jumps we’d have a dangerous decrease in marriage liceiises staring us in the face. He’s just learning to care more for her, that’s all, and caring a lot about anybody never was a comfortable state to be iii. It’s entirely too uncertain and unsettling. But you wouldn’t enjoy not caring about anybody at all yourself, would _ you?” Garry admitted that he wouldn’t. “Well, then, don’t waste your time pitying him.” A cold gleam flickered in those bleached blue eyes. “Don’t you suppose I’d have taken apart long ago this animated ice chest who is making all the trouble just to see what makes him so cold if I didn’t know I’d be spoiling the big show? Couldn’t you see without my tellin’ you that I’d rise up some day and leave him looking like a premature blast after all I’ve learned he’s plannin*to slip us if I wasn’t sure that he’s going to get it, worse than I could ever give it to him, from that girl herself? Well, I would. He makes me shiver, that man; makes me crawl and itch to take his head in one hand and bis throat in the other and exert a little strength in opposite directions. Give our entry time! The game is running dead against him at present, I'll admit, but he’s husbanding his chips. He ain’t drawing wild and squandering his chances. And he's only begun to play.’’ Before snow came that fall Steve had recovered his outward confidence at least. He had begun to hope again while he waited aud labored prodigiously against the coming of spring. But in his heart he was no longer sure. He could not summon back that serene self surety which toward the end had shaken even the girl’s certainty in herself. He could no longer argue convincingly -with a vision of her, as he had often argued with Barbara herself, that his way would be her way in the end, for he had begun to realize the width of that gulf which be knew must seem to exist between them, if not to Her then to the eyes of others of her world. It was his memories which gave him consolation those long nights, but they also gave, him doubt. Remembering ,the daintiness of her as she had come to.hiiu the night of her party, retailing the things to which she had been accustomed since she .had opened her. eyes on the first light of day, he began to ask himself; as every man like him haff asked who ever loved a woman.

lences. His surmise concerning the reason for Steve’s changed 1 bearing was not so the mark this time. Often within himself Garry’s wrath seethed hot, but he was no longer as ready as he had once been with verbal, cynical criticism. Only to Fat Joe did he dare pour out his soul with that vivid incisiveness' which always held Joe spellbound. , i “He’s eating his heart out over her.” he’d explode, “ever a girl who is proving every day that she isn’t worth a minute’s heartache of a man like him’ I used to think -she had brains it’ any of them did. I used to think that Barbara Allison was something besides a fluffy little fool! Why can’t be see for himself that she's just as worthless as most of the rest of them?” And from there, without knowing how truly .funny such argument sounded coming from his lips, lie would soar to wonderful heights of profanity.. But save for the pleasure which he took in the pyrotechnics his outbursts made little impression upon'‘Fat Joe. The latter maintained a sort of placid superiority, perhaps because he had learned early that this attitude aggravated Garry’s rages, perhaps because he was so very certain of his man. “I wouldn't go to getting all stirred up like this so early in the game,” he’d reply with unvaried calm. “Shucks, it’s too early to begin counting either 'lnuit's pile of chips”—either man to hot h inTmlsjneaning Steve and Wickersham naming of names. “You are too liable, .to premature enthusiasms or discouragements, Garry. That's why I mostly manage to beat you as easy as he beats me whenever we throw a hand or two. Ain't you never going to learn that a man must gamble a bit on the cards still waiting to be dealt?” And again, confidently:

How in any fairness he could expect her to accept the little which he could offer in return. To Steve and Fat Joe, 'to the men of bis gang, his confidence was that of the old, old Steve who ten years before had cocked his head at one, of Allison's switch engines and promised gravely, “I’ll hev to be gittin’ one of them for myself some day.” But his heart ached, and when that ache became so leaden that he couldn't endure it any longer "in silence he carried it to the one person in his Hie who was best calculated to understand.Diffidently be broached the subject with .Miss Sarah, approaching it in a roundabout fashion least likely to deceive that bright eyed little lady. “Garry is saving his money the fatal day,” he laughed one night. “He lias become a rank miser! Joe; says he goes for days at a time borrow-' ing ills tobacco, and lie won’t play anything but penny ante now when he can be coaxed to play at all!” Miss Sarah was too kind to look at him directly that evening. “The regeneration of Garry is one of the things which had made my life most happy,” she answered. And then, paving the way for what she knew was, on his mind: “I suppose .you will be surprising us yourself one of these days. And no doubt you'll be just as happily positive as Garry is that your choice is the only one in the world.” They were alone in the Hying room. Caleb was still in town gossiping with Hardwich Elliott. And Steve's bruised smale clutched at Miss Sarah's heart.

“I!” he overdjd his' amusement. “I have lived too much alone, I'm afraid, ever to prove very attractive to any woman’s fancy. Bachelors ate not always born; .they are sometimes the habits of loneliness.” “Stuff aud nonsense!” the good woman ridiculed him. “Why—-why, if it weren’t for a suspicion that you might have your eye on some small person or other I’d drop everything and limit one up for you myself. Why, Stephen, what a remark for nle to hear from you!” Both were silent for a moment. “Marriage is a mighty expensive proposition,” he commented at length profoundly. “Is Garry such a plutocrat any more?” "That is hot a fair illustration for us to employ,” lie countered, and Barbara Allison was not the only woman who loved his lazily final statements. “Both Garry and Miriam have been taught that there are worse things than the hardship of making last year’s limousine do for another season.” Miss Surah drollery. She was a better antagonistTil&n-aiiost. She bad practiced on Caleb. ‘‘Can’t one girl learn what another has been taught?” she wanted to know.“Stephen, do you mean to sit there and infer that you could continue to care for a girl who could not care for you just for yourself?” His reply told her how tired he had become in trying to stem the tide of doubt alone. It warned her, too, that she had gone too close, for he veered off sharply. Steve persisted in generalities, but he wanted to talk. “I have been wondering if that is not an old fashioned attitude,” he said. “Women, they tell us, have broadened since they usurped many places in the business world once Held by men. They are looking mighty keen eyed toward the vote now and a share in the legislation of their growing affairs, or at least so they explpin. You have heard many men say ‘business is business.’ Maybe you have watched

"I could care for such a girl—yes.”

quite a few charming brides walk to the altar and wondered if that wasn’t their sentiment too.” She chose to be suddenly vexed with him. “I do not like such humor, and of course you are joking. I have heard Garrett Devereau talk in just such a strain too often to be amused by it. And if you mean”— “If I meant It I was crying the baby,” stated the man coldly, and Miss Sarah knew that he was rebuking himself. “I could care for such a girl—yes. But I doubt if I would marry a woman who had even the smallest doubt. There are too many sharp places to be smoothed over without chancing that tragedy of discontent. It’s merely habit that’s to blame again, that’s all.” He cast about for a parallel. “One does hot miss' st»gar so very much from a meal until he knows he can’t have it. And then—well, Miss Sarah, 1 have many times talked peevishly, for a man, because there was none to be ha(L ” “We are talking of women. Vv hat

about salt?” she inquired quickly. \ •VThat .is very indispensable. too. but”— ' “Of tlie two which do you always take care shall not be missing from your pack whenever you turn into the woods?” “I see where you are heading, but”— “I do not like dissemblance. Stephen.” she warned. “You Know without the Kalt of love the sugar of life can grow •sickeningly cloying.” I 1 e did not win his argument, but. defeat gave him far more happiness than could have come from victory. Ixaiving her that night, he closed his hand over her delicate lingers in a elasi> which left her smiling in wonder after he had gene. She watched horse and rider disappear into the whiteness of the new winter till'tyoth were lost toilersight. . \ 1..,?. “Bless the boy!" she murmured their “Bless the boy!” And to Caleb, her brother, when he came stamping in: “I surely must take a hand with these children. They have been left to their own devices long enough.” Caleb had recovered his good natwed view of the whole affair: he was given, to grinning those days at her fluttering*. On more than one occasion he told her none too flatteringly that she made him think of an officious hen with a brood which a high rate of mortality and pronmng night raiders had left* bereft of all save two of her hatch. But this particular witticism did not bother her in the least, per haps because ■gjie. realized how pat the comparison was Instead of silencing him she showed him the letter which she constructed some days later—constructed most painstakingly the second week in December. She deigned to read it aloud to him before she dispatched it on its journey. “Barbara, dear child,” she wrote, “this is the appeal of a lonesome spin ster lady who finds that winter, still only a lusty infant here, is the season for younger, warmer pulses. 1 am very tired of Caleb's continued company - that is, with nothing to leaven it. The keenest of epigrammarians, my dear, becomes very commonplace, you know, to ears too long tuned to one voice. So 1 am writing you in dignified desperation to come to me this holiday season. Caleb is not always as epigrammatic as 1 could wish. 1 am going to be positive that you will come unless you have already made other plans. And, on second thought, if you have already done so 1 am going to fall back upon the privileged tyranny of one who once carried you in her arms. You must come to me this Christmas!" There was another whole paragraph of rambling, repeated arguments and then a full page devoted to the beau -ties of the hills and season. "The days are diamond brilliant,” she wrote, “and the nights as dryly cold and crisp as Caleb's few last cherished bottles of champagne. We have a foot of snow, two feet in the ell of the house where the mint bed lies, and that has afforded Caleb much peace of mind too. The roots will live nicely under their warm blanket, you seeall of which must read frivolously to you, coming from staid Miss Sarah. I can only plead that already I must be less louely for anticipation of your arrival. Are you well? You will find new roses for your cheeks in this climate. And you may telegraph your acceptance this once if you are too busy to write, although you know I deplore the lack of those punctillios which once made of all custom and etiquette a most charming thing.” It was signed “Yours, my dear, Sarah Hunter.” < There was a quaint twist to the letter “S;” sharp angles in the chirography which a newer decade of femininity might have found sadly lacking in a largeness of loops now indispensable as indication of “character.” And there was a postscript, of course. “Stephen O’Mara has been several times to dinner since your departure. He is working very hard; but most successfully, I am sure, for he appears to be very happy. He is thinner than he was, but who could have guessed that the boy he was would grow to be such a handsome man! Men with eyes like his and such voices used to break the hearts of susceptible maids when 1 was sixteen. Do come! S. II.” She read it aloud from beginning to end, nor did she falter much when Caleb greeted the postscript with a shout of joy. Caleb was most high spirited those days, for the line in regard to the progress of Steve's work was in truth an understatement if anything, even though the assurance of his happiness might have been called a misconstruance of facts. “What do vou think of it?” his sister asked pleasantly, when she had finished reading. “Will it—do?” “If you mean will it fetch her. I can only say heaven knows!” Indeed, he was enjoying himself. “You feel positive that she cares for him, you say? But I thought you were always inclined to believe Steve rather easy to look at, even as a boy?” “I was,” maintained Miss Sarah. Her voice grew girlish. “Do you remember the night you gave him my old hunting coat. Cal, and he went to sleep with it in his arms?” 1 Some of the teasing note left her brother’s voice. “Th|n why do you tell Barbara—why do you seem to infer”— He floundered hopelessly. “Stupid!” said Miss Sarah. “Will she come?” “She won’t!” he stated solidly. When he spoke in that tone Miss Sarah always chose to believe the contrary, and events in this instance proved her right. Barbara did hot Wire. She wrote a long letter full of little twists and turns which led at last to the subject which Miss Sarah had mentioned so parenthetically. “I’ih delighted at the prospect of getting awaj' from town for a week,” she closed as she had opened her renlv—-

“delighted at Mfc O'Mara's sple'udid success- Last night 1 overheard father telling some business associates that he would one day be the biggest power in the north country unless something happened to check him soon. That was very flattering, wasn't it? It will make you very proud. I know. Tell Mr. O'Mara I wished to be recalled to him. As I hate already warned you in this letter, father insists -on coming with me. I think he must l*e a little tired of the city himself. for tie is Veryrestless. And remind Uncle Cal that l am to have the wishbone; or I will not come, at all!” This reply Miss Sarah also/read aloud to hep brother ill a voice that was not quite Chnstiaii. however, for it was gloating in tone. . ' “There!” she breathed- "And. Cal, aren't you ashamed sometimes to ha ve your judgment so often refuted by a mere woman ?'*■ “She fails to mention whether she ever noticed the color of his eyes”—Caleb rhoked a little—“or—or the heartbreaking quality of bis voice. Maybe she hasn't noticed 'em yet herself, eh?" Miss Sarah went, upstairs to her desk, and she wrote two letters that night before she retired. One went to Barbara. The other had not so far to' travel, but it was longer in reaching its destination.. J (To be continued.)

Notice of Letting Ditch Contract. Slate of Indiana! I'onntv of BentonlSS: , ■ . .. Si In the Benton Circuit Court, tp the May Term, 1917. In the matter of the petition of James Bollings worth et al. for a publie ditch and drain in Gili>oa township. Benton epunty, Indiana, and in 'Vest Point township, White county, Indiana. Ditch No. 95 Notice is hereby given that the undersigned appointed superintendent of cons - ruction of the above named improvement, by order and judgment of the Benton circuit court of Benton county, Indiana, duly made and entered of record in this cause pn the 15th day of June. 1917, will, on TUESDAY, THE IOTII DAY OF JULY. 1917, L at" the Surveyor's office at the courthouse in til® town, of Fowler, Benton county, Indiana, let a contract for the construction of the James Hollingsworth et al. public ditch, the same to lie constructed irt all things in accordance~with the plans, specifications, profile and report of the drainage commissioners, duly made\in said cause, and approved by the said Benton circuit court, all of which are now on tile with the clerk of said court. Said ditch consists of a main ditch and two laterals thereto. Said main ditch commences in section thirty (30), in township 26 north of range 6 west, in Gilboa township, Benton county, Indiana, and thence runs into range 7 in said township, and thence extends in air easterly and a northeasterly direction across the east half of said range seven, and entirely across range six and empties into a large open drain about one and one-half miles south of Wolcott, in White county. Indiana. Of- said main line of drain there are 52,600 feet of open drain to be constructed with a dry land dredge; on said main line of drain there are also 5,100 feet of tile. The Wealing lateral is at the head of the ditch and is 7,900 feet in length, and all of tile. The Kellogg lateral is in White county and is 1,8.14 feet long, and is all tile. Said work will be let in four (4) sections. Section One: Extending from station No. ”0” to station N°- 526 of the main ditch. This section is all open ditch and will require the excavation of approximately 111,600 cubic yards of earth, all to be done with a dry land dredge. Section Two: Consists of the main ditch from station No. 526 to station No. 577, and will require for its construction 900 feet of 8-inch tile: 1.000 feet of 10-inch tile: 1,700 feet of 14-inch tile; 700 feet of 16-inch tile and 800 fee.t of 18-inch tile. Section Three: Consists of the Wealing lateral and its construction will require 1,500 feet of 10inch tile: 1,100 feet of 14-inch tile; 1,300 feet of 18-inch tile; 1,000 of 20-inch tile; 600 feet of 22-inch tile and 2,400 feet of 24inch tile. Section Four: Consists of the Kellogg lateral and its construction will require 644 feet of 7-inch tile; 898 feet of 8-inch tile and 272 feet of 10-inch tile. Tile on sections two, three and four may be clay, shale or concrete. • ;; ■ “ All bids must be sealed and each bid must be accompanied by a certified check of SSOO on sections one, two and three, and SIOO on section four, conditioned that such bidder will • give bond and enter into a contract in the event he is awarded the work. All bids must be on file with the superintendent of Construction on or before 1 o’clock p. m. of said day. Said bids opened at said hour. The undersigned reserves the right to reject any and all bids. Said superintendent also reserves the right to let the contract as a whole or in separate sections, as above described, but all bidders who bid on more than one section will be required to separate their bids on each section to which they may add a lump bid for the entire work. The plans and. specifications may be seen at the. clerk’s office and the superintendent will furnish any prospective bidder with such information ,hs he play desire concerning the work. GEORGE W BATES. Superintendent of Construction. P. O. Address, Fowler, Ind. J2O-27

Would be pleased to do your Lawn Mower, Sharpening.. I have installed the latest improved power-driven Lawn Mower Grinder,’ a't bicycle shop, east side of public square, in Milner’s tire shop.—JAMES C. CLARK, phone 218. ( ts

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FARM LAND AT Pl BLIC AUCTION Thuixlay, .lime 2K, 1917 ■— 2 o'clock p. in. The undersigned will sell at public auction at his farm 13-4 miles east ami Iv, mires south of Seafield. Ind., and 5 'miles southwest of Reynolds ( known as the Carson farm!, the following real estate property, which will be sold separately or as a whole: The north half of the northeast quarter, ami the northwest quarter es the tlortlnvest quarter of section two (2>, in township twenty-six I2i>) north, whic.li is in West Point tgwnsiiip: also the southeast quarter ot the southeast quarter of section thirty-five t 35). in township twentyseven (27) north, all of range five (5) west; thiji 10 is in Princeton township, all in White county, Indiana. \\'ith good house, almost new: good barn and corn crib, and other outbuildings; 2ltlf rods of woven wire division fem es; good Well; good cistern; good collar, all cemented; young orchard with till kinds of fruit; land is well tiled and has. about 31,000 tile in it: 140 acres are under cultivation; 20 acres in permanent, pasture, which lias a never failing spring in it; a good stone road past the house; telephone and rural route. Any parties desiring to look over this land can lie accommodated by calling on S. A.' Clauss, Remington, phone 1 I .'.-I, or the auctioneer. Terms SI,OOO cash on day of sale; balance to be settled for by March 1, 19 IS, when deed will be delivered. . ” JOHN SCHWARZWALDER, Owner. Harvey Williams, Auctioneer.

Farms for Sale! 10-ROOM HOUSE—Modern, on three lots, three blocks from court house. # 7-ROOM - HOUSE—WeII, cistern, city water, electric lights, bath; two blocks from court house. Will trade either or both for farm. SIO,OOO in mortgage notes of different denominations to trader for land. ONION LAND—As good as 1 - the best, at low price. 30 ACRES —All In cultivation, on pike, near station and school and lies along dredge ditch. All clay subsoil. No buildings. Price $65. Terms, to suit. 35 ACRES —All black prairie land, in cultivation, at head of dredge ditch which gives good outlet. It lies on pike, R. F. D. and telephone. There is station, tworoom school and new church at corner of farm. There is a twostory six-room house, outbuildings, good well and fruit. Price $75. Terms SSOO down, remainder easy. 40 ACRES—On public road, 30 acres prairie and 10 acres woodland, no buildings. Owner of thia 40 acres has a mortgage -note of $1,065. He will trade either or both for improved farm and assume. Price of 40 acres $45. Has school fund loan on 40 acres of SBOO. 100 ACRES —8 0 acres cultivated, 20 timber. Seven-room house, outbuildings, well and fruit; three miles from two towns and mile from pike. Price $47.50. Terms SBOO down. Owner would take a clear property as first payment. 120 ACRES —This tract of land lies on main road and half mile from pike. 100 acres is level and good soil. 20 acres is rolling and sandy. It is mostly timber lafid and is fenced and used for pasture. Price $35. Terms SSOO down. There is a long term loan on this land for $2,000 at 6 per cent. Owner will trade his equity for property or western land. 80 ACRES —Cultivated, at head of dredge ditch, on pike, mile from station. Five-room house, good barn, chicken house, cellar and two wells. Price SBS. Loan $2,000. Will trade equity for good property. 160 ACRES—This is a good farm in good neighborhood. There is a good eight-room house with cellar, large barn, both new and painted; also' a number of outbuildings; lots of all kinds of fruit. This farm has good outlet for drainage and lies % mile from station, school, church and pike. 140 acres in cultivation and 20 acres pasture and timber. It is nearly all black land. Price $8&, Terms $2,000 down and long time on remainder. Owner will take clear property as first payment not to exceed $5,000. 75 ACRES—A beautiful home and fine location. . This farm lies on Jackson highway five miles from this city. It is all cultivated, tiled and has nice set of buildings, well and fruit. Price $135. Terms $2,000' down. 100 ACRES —This farm Is on Jackson highway, is well tiled and all good corn land, except a few acres in timber and pasture. Has splendid barn and three-room house- and good well. This farm is six miles from this city. Price SBS. Terms $1,500 down. Might take clear property. • GEORGE F. MEYERS, Rensselaer, Indiana.