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INTERNATIONAL PflESS ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER XXVII. .'Continued.) "Certainly not. dearest. Amelia will

'Dear Di k murmured Dorothy. I "Yes, he is perfection. He did hate so to go unci feeWC BO, but he had to gone had stich a gcod appointment offered him, he did not dare refuse it. Still, he ha Led to go and leave me. just now especially. What he would say if he knew about Barbara. I can't think. I don't think I would tell him. would you?" "Xot till all is over." answered Esther. MI( would only worry him for nothing. By-the-bye, what is he like?" "Oh," and Dorothy looked round for Dick's portrait. "Oh, here he is," holding it out to her cousin. Esther Bra: d took it and looked at it attentively for a long time, sipped her tea, and looked again and yet again. 'Well.'" -aid Dorothy, impatiently. "I like him." said Esther, "he looks good and true, and he is a handsome man, too a fine, honest-looking, manly man. Yes, I like him you're a iucky little girl, Dorothy." "So I think." answered Dorothy, proudly, "and Dick is just what he looks honest as the day, and as good as gold." Esther laughed. "Well, you are a lucky little woman to have won such a husband. I never met a man like that, or I should have been tempted to give up my liberty long ago. Do you know, dearie, I always had a horrible conviction that you would end by marrying David Stevenson, and I always did dislike David Stevenson with all my heart and soul." "So did I," answered Dorothy, promptly. For a moment she was tempted to tell Esther all about her meeting with David, then a feeling that it would be scarcely fair to him held her back, and ehe kept her own counsel about that matter. "Of course there is no knowing what I might or might not have done if dear Auntie had lived." she said, wishing to explain everything as far as possible and yet avoid saying much about David's feelings for her, "and if I had never seen Dick; but then, you see, I did meet Dick, and Dick liked me, and and " "And David Stevenson went to the wall," Esther said, finishing the sen tence ror Her, "and a very proper and suitable place for him, too, my dear child," with a laugh. Dorothy laughed, too. "Ah! you are all very hard on poor David," she said softly. "Now, how shall we do about dinner? Hadn't we better wait a little and see if this woman comes, and then go into town and dine somewhere?" she said. "I can't offer to cook a dinner for you. If I did, it would probably kill you to eat it." "Just as you like. Then, couldn't we call at St. George's and leave a note to tell Barbara you have come?" Dorothy asked. "It will be such a load f her mind." "To be sure." Esther answered; and then they settled down to their chat again, and Esther heard a great deal more about Dick, and learned a great many of Dorothy's hopes and wishes about the baby that was to come before long. And presently there came some one to the door who rang gently and knocked softly. "I will go; sit still," cried Esther. She went to the door, where she found a handsome, neatly dressed woman, about forty years old. "Mrs. Harris?" she said inquiringly. "No." said Ästher. "I mm not Mrs Harris, but this :s her house. Will you come in . I suppose Lord Aylmer sent you?" "Yes. madam," said the stranger respectfully. It stiuck Esther as a little odd that she should bm the tern "madam," but she put the thought away from hpr almost as soon as it had taken shape in her mind. "Of course, she is a married woman, and perhaps has never been a servant at all," she said to herself; then, said aloud: "Well, come in and see Mrs. Harris. I am sure she will ho very glucl that you havp come. By-the-bye. what is your name?'' "My name is Harris, too, madam." the stranger answered, with a deprecating look, as if she had rather taken a liberty in having married ;i nian of the name of Harris. "Dear me, how odd! Well, I suppose my cousin will like to call you by your Christian name. And that is "Amelia, quietly. Oh, yes." madam," she an.swred Then Esther opened the drawing-room door an 1 I a le Amelia Harris follow her. "Dorothy, here 1 Lord Ay'.mer's . Why. my dear child. whsl i.s the matter?" for Dorothy was lying lark in the chair with a face as white as chalk and pinched with pain. "I am y-o ill." she gasp d. ther! Esther!" Esther took firm ground "Now, don't give way, my will be well," she asserted. "Oh, Esat once, dear; all "Here is our help, and we will have the doctor here In next to no time if you will only tell me where to send for him." "Dr. Franklin, in Victoria road." Dorothy answered. "But don't leave me, Esther; don't."

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go and fetch him," Esther returned. "I had better go at once, madam," said Amelia, quietly. "Yes. say 'Mrs. Harris is very ill' that it is urgent." "Yes, madam," answered Amelia. She walked off to the Victoria road at a pretty quick pace, thinking hard as she went. "H'm, from what he told me, he never spoke to her before today. Queer. I wonder if he knows about this baby. Shall I wire him, or shall I keep the news as a little surprise for tomorrow? I'll keep it. The sight of his lordship's face will be worth something." She knocked at Dr. Franklin's door and asked to see him in exactly the same quiet, self-possessed way that she had spoken to Miss Brand, and all the time her thoughts were running on this new fancy of his lordship. "A little sickly-looking girl, little better than a child," she was thinking as she followed the neat maid into a waiting-room. "Xot, I dare say, that she's looking her best just now; but still, what he can fancy in her after a woman like me but there . Yes, sir," she said aloud, "Mrs. Harris has been taken suddenly ill, and Miss Brand wished me to come and fetch you at once." -Miss Urand : said the doctor, inquiringly. "Who is she?" "Mrs. Harris' cousin, sir." "Oh, yes, yes. I see. I'll be round in three minutes in three minutes." "Very well, sir." Amelia Harris went quickly away, her thoughts still with the old lord. "Some women wouldn't do the things he asl:ed of them the things he asks "OH. ESTHER! ESTHER!" of me." she said to herself; "and if they promised to they'd iay him false in the end and be jealous, and all that. Xot me, though! Lord Aylmer can do what he likes, and think what he likes, and go where he likes; it's all one to me so long as I'm paid for my trouble. My! he must be In earnest over this business. Five hundred for a month's work Ave hundred pounds!" By that time she had reached the Mansions, and she went in, took off her bonnet and cloak, and bustled about as only a thoroughly good worker can do, getting ready for the great event which seemed imminent, which indeed was imminent, for by the time morning light shone over London town there were two more inmates of the little flat in Palace Mansions a stout motherly nurse, who hushed upon her ample bosom a wee fragment of humanity, a very small and soft pinkish person, who had grunted and squalled already in quite an alarming fashion. CHAPTER XXVIII. y M E LI A H a r ris proved herself to be all that Lord Alymer had said she was; a strong, active and capable woman, quiet and quick, a good cook, neat in appearance and respectful in manner. She took the orders for the

day from Miss Brand and went off about U o'clock to get various things that were wanted, and among other errands she had a telegraph form to hand in at the poetolflce. It was from Esther Brand to Richard Harris, and announced briefly, but to the point. "Son; both well." "It will cost a good bit, Amelia," Miss Brand said. "I don't know exactly what, hut they will tell you at the postoffice. And. by the bye. you might bring back a dozen stamps for India. We shall be writing to Mr. Harris by each mail." "Yes. madam," Amelia Harris answered. She was a clever woman, that same Amelia, for she went to the office and handed in the telegram, saying. "Will you tell me. please, what that will cost?" The clerk added it up and told her the amount. "Thank you," she said. "I will tell my mist; r." She did so; but only that the telegram had cost so much, and the money which Miss Brand had given her was short of exactly that sum. "Oh. not so very much after all," remarked Miss Brand. "We will send him another wire in a week or so to let him know how they are going on." "It will be a great relief to the gen

tleman to know all is satisfactorily over, madam," answered Amelia Harris, in her smoothest voice. "Oh, yes, indeed," returned Miss Brand. She went then to sit beside her cousin's bed, to bid her follow the doctor's directions and keep perfectly quiet, as if poor little delicate Dorothy would be likely to do anything else. Then she just told her that she had sent off a wire to Dick, and that as soon as she had put things in trim for lunch Amelia was going to run down to St. George's Hospital to carry the great news to Barbara. "Oh, that is good! Barbara will be so anxious," murmured Dorothy, in her sweet voice. "And Dick, too, how proud he will be! Yoi 'll write at once, Esther, to tell him everything, to tell him how exactly like him the boy is. He will be so pleased." "I expect he would rather it were like you, dearie," said Esther, smiling. Oh, no. But you mustn't call my boy 'it,' Esther," Dorothy declared, "and and you'll be sure to tell him that Lord Aylmer has been kindness itself to me, won't you?" "But, my dear, I thought we were not to tell him about Barbara's accident?" Esther exclaimed. "No true," and Dorothy for a few minutes lay thiuking deeply. Then she turned her eyes back again to her cousin's face. "Oh, I think you may as well tell him; you see, you are here, and the baby is here, too. Dick will know that I am in good hands. I think I would rather that you told him, after all." "My dear child, take my advice don't mention the accident or Lord Aylmer at all," Esther urged. "He will worry, and a worrying man is an awful nuisance." "I didn't like deceiving Dick," Dorothy protested. "No, dear, no; but one could hardly call that deceit," Esther answered. "Anyway, will you leave it to me? I will write on Wednesday morning, and bring you the letter to read." ""Very well, Esther," said Dorothy. "That is better. Xow, if I go away you will rest a little, and I have various odds and ends to do," said Esther, tenderly. One of her various "odds and ends" was to send Amelia off to St. George's to inform Barbara that the long-expected event had happened, and that a fine bouncing boy, the very image of Dick of his father, she said was now flourishing at Palace Mansions. And if the truth be told, Amelia Harris went off on this errand without any great feeling of satisfaction, for just at that moment she particularly wished to remain in the house, having a great desire to be the person to impart the news to Lord Aylmer, when he should care to inquire for Mrs. Harris' welfare. Of course, she argued with her

thoughts as she went up the road, it was just possible that he might wait until after lunch time; but then, on the other hand, there was not very much going on at this time of year to occupy his lordship, and she was afraid his impatient soul would bring him to look after his prey as early as he conveniently could. And Amelia Harris wa3 perfectly right, for just as she was passing the Kingsbridge Barracks on her way citywards, Lord Aylmer's carriage stopped at the door of Palace Mansions. Esther saw it draw up. "Nurse." she said, going softly into the little dressing-room where the nurse sat crooning over the baby by the fire, "will you answer the door for me? Amelia has gone. It is Lord Ayl (To be Continued.) Diagnonlng Disease. A medical man, far ahead of his pathy and his training, unable accurately to diagnose a disease which had for a long time baffled him, tried an experiment. Being an expert bacteriologist, and knowing by sight the infinitesimal atoms that live to destroy human life, he put the patient into a Russian bath, allowed him to remain until he was drenched with perspiration, and then scraped his skin to secure, if possible, through the exudation a sufficient number of bacilli to enable him to determine the nature of the ailment from which his patient suffered. So many to the square inch meant danger, and by a simple process of mathematical calculation, he soon discovered the enemy that was sapping the strongholds of life. He estimated that millions of bacilli were washed out of the body by those streams of perspiration. Having established this as a fact, he made it his practice to examine all obscure cases in the same way. If the system is overcharged with bacilli and the perspiration furnishes courses upon which they float from the body, surely this ought to be one of the most accurate methods of diagnosing doubtful cases. That the perspiration of human beings is poisonous is an admitted fact. Small animals are readily killed by subcutaneous injections of perspiration collected after violent exercise. Like Home Swppt Home. Magistrate You admit that you entered the house of the prosecuting witness by the door at 2 o'clock in the morning? Prisoner Yes. your honor. Magistrate What business had you there at that time of night? Prisoner I thought it was my own house. Magistrate Then why did fOQ, when this lady approached, leap through the window, jump into the cistern, and hide yourself? Prisoner Your honor, I thought it was my wife. Tit-Bits. lie Owed it to Blah "What a distinguished looking man your father is! His white hair givei him such an aristocratic look!" The Dissipated Son "Yes, and h can thank me for it." -Tit-Bits.

NEWS OF INDIANA.

MINOR HAPPENINGS DURING THE PAST WEEK. Detective I5allv Tri;4t'l ly House lUtffl Kciuml, i:tugel and Thrown lata :i Well -Investor rialsas : Forti.ne -Escape With i iyj-' Uriue. Detective Badly Tr-:tei. RrOkey: John Walker, of Greenvide, O.. has been in this vicinity for several days, looking after stolen horses. He Is employed by the Darke County (Ohio) Horse Thief Detective association, ami he recently recovered two valuable horses belonging to Abraham IfcNutt, of Preble county, Ohio, and arrested the thief, in which way he struck a trail which led him into Jay county, this state. The supposed horse thief, whom Welker had arrested, escaped from the Eaton (O.) jail, and later Welker saw him in the vicinity of this city, und, accompanied by Patrolman Billwriter, attempted to run him to cover. While passing through a dense woods the men separated to go around a pond of water, and Welker had scarcely proceeded 300 feet before, he was rendered unconscious by a blow on the head. When he recovered consciousness, he found himself bound and gagged and blind-folded and in a wagon, which was being driven along the highway. Three men were in the wagon, engaged in a controversy over what disposition to make of their prisoner, one of them persisting in killing him. Eventually his captors lifted him from the wagon, and, after carrying him a short distance, threw him into an unused gravel pit. ten feet or more in depth. In the fall two of his ribs were broken, and he was otherwise severely hurt. The fall loosened the gag. and he was enabled to cry for help until he was overheard and rescued by Dr. Matton. Welker is confident that the thieves are quartered in a cave near where he was captured, and he proposes to continue the hunt as soon as he has recovered. Daughter of an Inventor. Logansport: Miss Sylvia Bid well, who is playing an engagement at Dolan's Opera house, in this city, at the head of a theatrical company, is the daughter of Benson Bidwell, who has suits pending to determine the ownership of the patents covering the electric trolley pole, now in general use on street cars. He removed to Rochester and later went to Chicago, where he resides at present. During his residence in this city he conducted a little candy store on a side street. He managed to make enough to live on and go on occasional trips to Toledo to consult his attorneys. He succeeded in interesting men of means in the justice of his claims, and recent developments indicate that he will secure a settlement from the companies using the trol!ey pole system, which will make him nearly $1.000.000 richer. Mr. Bidwell has been offered large sums of money in settlement, but he has stoutly refused all offers, knowing that in the end he would be successful in obtaining a fortune. He expects to arrive at satisfactory terms within a short time. He has been pushing his claims for fifteen years, under the greatest difficulty. He and his daughter have taken care of the family. The latter is making money, and although but 21 years old, she has exhibited traits and talent that w!ll give her distinction as well as her father. Won a Oypsy Bride. Dillsboro: A band of gypsies camped here, finally leaving and following the turnpike, in the direction of Aurora and Lawrenceburg. Among them was a pretty, dark-eyed girl of 16, named Marie Stanley. John Hickman, a Kentucky horse-trader, while driving along, discovered the camp and stopped to dicker for horses. It chanced that none of the gypsies were in camp save Mario Stanley, and between her and Hickman it was a case of love at first sight. Before the other gypsies returned she had packed her belongings and disappeared, and it was supposed that Hickman and Miss Stanley were married in Kentucky, as they crossed the river at Aurora. Buck Harris, one of the gypsies, was soon to have wedded the girl. and. upon discovering her tlight. he started in pursuit, but returned empty-handed. It was with difficulty that other mf rubers of the part could keep him from committing suicide. Later he left the band and started for Texas. lt-t liroilM'U In ii Si-k ClUMMber Lafayette: .Just before the holidays Frededick Lawrence, a student of Purdue university, was prostrated by an attack of typhoid fever, and Miss Mary Walters, of Fowler, who came here to perfect herself as a trained none, WB1 assigned to his care. As a result the young people fell in love with each other, and there was a betrothal. In a few days Miss Walters will leave for Salt Lake City. Utah, where she will be married to Mr. Lawrence, when they will leave for his father's home, which is on the Sense river, S00 miles from railway communication, in Canada. Mr. Lawrence's people are wealthy. InmMMM for 1'ost mnster. Liberty: Capt. S. I). Myram has received word that Congressman .John-en will recommend him for postmaster of this city. He served a postmaster under Harrison's administration, and he expects to be again commissioned by the first of May. A Secret WcUillnj; M.ulo Known. Lahuillo: .John Mowivy. a young business man of Middletown, was married April 7 at Dayton, O., to Miss Bonnie Jones, of Springfield. O. The murrrage has been kept a secret.

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Want oT Stop-Urcrs. The utter perversity of time-tables when a traveler wants to make a quick connection is commonly known to all who use the railroads, but a perversity of making too good connections is a new experience. A man from this city who had occasion to transact some j business in an inland town in New j Jersey relates the following, says the iroy i'ress: "1 got up about 5 o'clock in the morning, and. after a light breakfast, rode thirty-three miles in a wagon over a rough road to the county seat, arriviug there rather late in the afternoon. A light lunch was all I allowed myself until the business transaction was completed, when I intended to get a hearty laeal. At 5:30 I began to inquire for an eating house and incidentally asked when the next train started for New York. It went at 6 o'clock. I thought I could wait an hour or so, with the prospect of getting a good meal in some restauran: I knew in New York. Tho train arrived in the metropolis about S o'clock and before going to eat I inquired when the next train started for Albany. It was on the track at that moment and, reflecting that a lunch at least could be obtained at Poughkeepsie and realizing that my presence in Troy was necessary early in the following day, I boarded the train with my grip. WThen the conductor came through I asked if I would have time to eat at Poughkeepsie. No, the train did not stop there; besides, the lunch-room was closed anyway at that time of night. There was not a thing to cat on the train, so I possessed my soul with patience and reflected on the good meal I would get as soon as I landed in Albany, for I knew of a restaurant that was open all night. I remember formulating the order in my mind fifty miles before we reached the capital. As soon as I started across the street I saw a trolley car Just leaving for Troy and, finding that it would be an hour before the next one, I clambered aboard, faint with hunger and cursing the company for running on schedule time. At the corner of First and Congress streets, Troy, a vender of hot frankfurters stood blowing his fingers to keep from feezing at about 2:30 on a bleak morning as I alighted. 'There,' said I, 'by thunder! I am not going another step without something to eat.' " AS AN INDIAN DOES IT. Hunting: for a Loat Object After the Manner of the Plains. When you drop a small object on the floor "look Indian" and you're sure to find it. Here is the modus operandi, says the Philadelphia Public Ledger. Somebody dropped a stickpin in the hall the other day and had hard work to find it. She hunted high and low, and on her hands and knee3, and with a candle specially procured for the purpose, but it was no use; the pin was very tiny and unperceivable, Us value being that of association rather than size or brilliancy. The somebqdy, after a final shake of the rugs, was Just about to give it up for her when one of the children chanced to come along. "Why don't you 'look Indian' for It? he asked. Before the somebody realized what was meant down dropped the youngster on the floor, his head and his whole body lying sidewise and just as close to the dead level as possible. In this position his eyes roved rapidly over the floor. "I have it," he shouted presently, and sure enough, right in the middle of the floor, in so plain a place that it had escaped notice, was the missing stickpin. The youngster then explained that "looking Indian" meant putting the head to the ground in order to catch sight of the smallest object between oneself and the horizon. "They do it on the plains all the time," he said. "That's why they can always tell who's coming. But it works in houses just as well as on the plains. Why. we never lose anything in the nursery nowadays; we just 'look Indian' and find it right off." Witty Weary Willie. Boston Lady If you will spit that pile of wood, I will give you a sandwich. Tramp -Madam. I never split things not even infinitives. Boston Lady Oh, you lovely man! Come in and have tea with me. Cleveland Leader. Truly Loved. Mrs. Adsley My husband is very good to me. He always accompanies me to church on Sundays. Mrs. Darling That's nothing. My husband looks under the bed at my request, every night. Another Definition. Bobby Papa, what's a pessimist? Papa A pessimist is a person who can't enjoy his dinner today because he il afraid the coffee may be muddy to morrow. After Taking. "What makes Popper have such a ;ad and melancholy air? Is he in love?" "No, poor fellow; he was mar- j ried three months ago." Detroit Free "ress. PERSONALITIES. AdeMna Patti is now 55 years of age Snd must soon retire, but her present contracts to sing extend to the end of the century. The personal effects of Sir Robert Peel, auctioned off at Drayton manor the other day to pay his creditors, included swans, shirts, trousers, canaries and other miscellaneous objects, but they brought only a little more than $500. Frascuclo, the celebrated toreador, died in Mad'id recently. The interest taken in his illness was so great that bulletins were displayed at the house where he expired and the queen regent and high officials made repeated inquiries regarding his condition.

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Fon BARGAINS IN I 1 "f r FOR SALE OR TRADE. No 180 acree in Center township, 9 miles south of Plymouth. 70 acres improved, 5 room house, barn 26x40, wagoB rhed and oorn cribs, a good orchard of nil kinds of fruits; price $37.50. No 280 acres in West township, 6 miles west of Plymouth. 70 lores imJ 1 1 J A? WW : provea, DBiance in timoer. House is i learly new, with 7 rooms, outside cellar, 1 air barn, two good orchards, all kinds i f 'nit. Will trade for good reaidenoe : property in Plymouth. I Vo 362 acres in West township, 4 eultii mlee from Plymouth. 52 acres in l -i'iuu, uaiauue m umoer, a gooa nouss - 1 1 1 a ind barn, a fine orchard, blaok walnut md; price $2,600. No 4120 seres 5 miles west of Argoa ?0 acres improved, good house with 7 ooma, barn 22x60, other out buildings i ad good orchard; will trade for smaller arm and give long time on difference. j No 6116 acres 3 miles from Do&ildson. 79 acres improved, balance is aeadew and timber, fair house and a lood barn, with other out buildings; will jell for 321.50 per acre or trade for city property. No6 100 seres 7 miles west of Plymouth. 86 acres in cultivation, balanoa in timber, 1 mils from Donaldson; will e!l cheap or trade for business property No 7 80 acres 4 miles west of Plymouth. 70 acres in cultivation, balance in timber, good house and barn, good orahard and wind mill; will trade .'or 40 acres or town property; price 140 per acre. No 8 100 'lores 8 miles from I lymouth with line improvement, frail of all Kinde, heavy timber land; will ssll cheap if sold soon. Anyons wantiDg a fans -heap can get it by calling at oaoe. No9 A $4.000 stock of general merchandise in a village near Plymouth, doing a good business; will trade for ac improved farm. No. 10 A fine farm of 135 acres mile from Donelson, led. 7 12 miles frcm Plymouth, with fine large houee, two big barns and all other outbuildings needed on a farm, with a big orohard of all kindc of f raits, wind mill, stone milk honse, etc. together with horses, cattle, böge, poultry implements and grain. Will sell cheap 31500 cash, balance on time to suit purchaser or will trade for Chicago improved property. No. 1150 sores on Michigan road be tween Plymouth and Argos. Well improved. Will sell oheap or trade foi town property. No. 12 60 acres in West township near Doneleon, with good improvements. Will sell on terms to euit buyer. Chea. No. 1380 acre3 in Polk township near school house, with good improvements. Good and. Will trade for 120 acres and pay oash difference. Must be within 3 or Irniles of Plymouth. No, 14217);,' acres near Sligo in west ;wLship. A good two-story honee good barn and other outbuildings. Will trade fur smaller farm or town property. No. 15 I have a new house on West Qarro street, new barn, a corner lot; will 8r 11 cheap and on monthly payments. No. IG Im use and two lots on Walnut street near cv.urt house and school. For aale ut a bargain if taken soon. No. A fins bonne near Ihe new school building on south side of river. Will trade for 40, 60 or 80 acre farm and as imi incumbrance from 11, to $1,500 Now ia your chance, Tt you want to buy a farm, trade for a farm, sell a farm, or buy sr sell town property, I can suit you, having property of all kinds in any part of town, or anywhere in or ojtof the state. We will try to suit you if given a chance. Yours for business, S H. JOSEPH.

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