Plymouth Tribune, Volume 4, Number 40, Plymouth, Marshall County, 13 July 1905 — Page 3

By H. V.

CHAPTER XIV. (Continued ) Unfolding her enveloping shawl far enough to free her right ann, Lizzy slipped her right hand with a rapid movement and a certain sense of exhilaration that must hare communicated itself to the arm -which it gently clasped. "How very ngreeahle to hare your hand upon iny arm," he said, turning hi3 animated face toward her so that she had a last opportunity to see it clearly in the cone of light thai: had turned with them as far as it could; It turned and now vanished, leaving the darkness doubly intensified. II had made a short pause, in which her answer ought to have been made; but in which she was looking at his face and studying it so intently as not to be able to withdraw her attention sufficiently from the man himself to catch at once the full import of the words. If they were more than a mere empty compliment! That could have been determined by his manner, if she had Btudied the words and the manner together. But he seemed to feel that he had not begun this part fl th. colloquy auspiciously, and huc;ie"iy said: "What a black night! I ought to have brought a lantern. But I know this road as well as if I had made it foot by foot. In fact, I can fairly claim to have dene much more toward making it than has any one ele it is the road that I used to hurry back and forth upon from Sandtown to the geologist's camp, you pemember." He laughed in such a light, mocking, careless way, as it appeared to Lizzy, that all the exhilarating anticipation of this walk through the midnight woods went out, as the light of the dark lantern had gone out of the road behind them. CHAPTER XV. The rain had entirely ceased and the wind had blown itself away to a fitful and occasional rustle high up in the top of the trees. But Lizzy did not notice these signs of the fact that the night was not nearly so black as it had been at the beginning of the period of twenty minutes or ten, or half hour she had no notion which in which they had stood and talked in the cone of the light from the dark lantern. "You are a very successful dissembler, Mr. Mason," she said, unconsciously assuming hi3 own light and frivolous manner. "You have succeeded admirably in imposing upon the simple, frank and unsuspecting villagers and country people in and about Sandtown. But I submit whether this were an object wholly commensurate with your distinguished ability. The feat of deceiving ignorant and uneducated people is one that Is easily achieved every day, by very ordinary tricksters. A man of genius, I think, should have exerted his powers upon a community like that of a great city; wide awake and vigilant as to its interests.' He laughed so very heartily at this waspish attack that she felt very much like joining him in it, although the laugh would then bear the construction of being against herself. "Take -care of that brier, Miss Lizzy. I had almost forgotten the locality of that bunch. It dragged my hat oil one dark night when I was returning from your house to my tent. And although I hunted and searched for it a ill half hour that night, I had to abandon it at last and go home hatless. Next morn ing I saw it from Quite a distance gracefolly dangling from a branch of a little ash sapling where the brier had thrown it in the rebound. I thought I would cut them out of the way; but I didn't." The total irrelevancy of this somewhat tiresome anecdote only confirmed Lizzy Wickly in her determination to make this man feel somewhat of the weight and the sharpness of the edge of the Sandtown aversion for him. She could not see what he must have seen at once that this acerbity, so foreign to her speech and manner, was the natural outcry of her wounded self-love and self-pride. "But, after all, it is perhaps as a simulator, or a personator, that you have made your most brilliant record in Sandtown, Mr. Mason. The pious assistant to an eminent geologist who in answer to the hungry cry of a religion starved Xeople, won his way straight to their simple hearts, Sunday after Sunday, by discourses such as they had never heard nor dreamt of! What possible ulterior design could such a course subserve, Mr. Mason? What possible design could justify that particular phase of imposition? Was it for the sole purpose of affording you some amusement, when all the few sources of amusement in our simple and serious community had been exhausted?" Oh, Lizzy, how very ingenuous! How very incautious la one who wanted to conceal a self-hurt! Anybody couid have seen the real and only source and origin of such a phillipic! "I beg to assurs you, Miss Wickly, that there was no deception nor dissimilation in that portion of my relations with the Sandtown people. I beg that you will believe this upon my own statement made now; because the lmnediate future can do less to exonerate nee from this charge than from any and ill the others. Ke:rember that I declare to you In all solemnity that I have not exceeded my .powers and duties. I was once an ordained preacher of the gospel. Years ago I left the pulpit for the business world. But I have remained, I humbly believe, a consistent member of my church." . " There was a noticeable quality of complaint and remonstrance In his latter sentences. It wa3 to this that she addressed her answer her inconsiderate and unguarded answer as she afterward acknowledged to herself, with burning cheeks. "Do you think you did me no harm in pretending to take such an absorbing Interest in me, and In my plain and simple and uneventful life in Sandtown? Was it no harm to me to lead ma to believe implicitly in the extraordinary attributes with which you invested me, In the many conversations you had with ny friends and neighbors concerning me ? Was it no harm to me, too, to have put before me, in the most fascinating light, the personal and mental characteristics of an ideal man that I might Jearn to worship him? Was that no '- "Miss Wickly, for heaven's sake don't tell me that even now, knowing what I perceive you to have divined, you are se riously affected toward toward " "Toward your employer? Toward Mr. Huntley V . she said, with great bitterness, and emphasizing her manner with ft conculsiTe clutch upon Mr. Mason's arm as she pronounced the relationship end the man. "It is, tierhaps, the very poetic revenge of fate cpon yoa and upon za that I do not know; that I cannot Czizrzzlzt. 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TAYLOR T She paused, and almost sprang forward iu a sudden caprice tf anger, impatience and distraction. He pressed her arm strongly and restrainingly against her side, until she could not fail to recognize the calming and reassuring influence that he had over her. "G6 on," he said in a tone that presupposed an accompanying smile of expectation. "Tell me fully and without reservation all that you thought when you began to see the dawn of the suspicion to which you allude and which I had Imagined must have reached its zenith long ago." There was something pervading all hi3 words and actions, and his whole manner, so very, very different from what she had known of Mr. Mason! Must she begin by telling him this? Yes,' plainly, if she entered into such a complete unburdening of her mind, she must tell him this, and tell it first But she must know to what It would lead! If he should Bäk her in which aspect she thought him best, she would be compelled to give the genuine and universal woman's answer. Even to a woman of education and some degree of refinement, with superior talents and acquirements, this half-military, bold, confident, smiling and jaunty cavalier was infinitely better, more attractive, than the plain, unassuming, philosophic assistant to the geologist, no matter how learned and thoughtful. She had begun to tell him something ot this choosing her words as carefully as she could, so as to preserve for her own reflection and self-commendation that attitude of womanly dignity and self-poise which she actually imagined she had maintained throughout this short but momentous Interview. She had said perhaps enough to commit her to the whole opinion of him as it has here been outlined, from her last brief cogitation, differing as radically as it does from her more elaborately prepared and expressed opinion as shown in the beginning of the walk, only a few moments ago; and which opinion surely must have been the public opinion of all Sandtown, rather than her own. The first opinion which 6he imagined was her true estimate of Mr. Mason was in fact but her version of the verdict of Sandtown upon him, given upon ex parte testimony, it is true. . The last estimate which she had formulated, and had even expressed to all intents and purposes, although she was preparing to formulate it in twenty different ways, perhaps, was in reality her own opinion, and one that she may have really entertained from the first. So strange are the apparently contradictory and wholly irreconcilable workings of the human mind, and especially that particular quality of the human mind evolved from a woman's brain. She had scarcely begun to recite some of these impressions when in the now almost quiet woods there leaped up the distant but perfectly distinct report of a rifle, keen and penetrating in its whiplike echoes about the resonant aisles of the forest. Mr. Mason stopped instantly, and turning his head, listened intent"I hope these men have not been foolish enough to gather up a force of the ruffians of Big Rattlesnake Creek to make an attack," he said, still leaning his head a little, la the listening attitude. "I will have to go back instantly, Miss Lizzy. Can you run on alone and join Mrs. Redden? I saw her a few minutes ago, not more than fifty yards in advance of us. Well, then, good-by till I see you again, which will be soon quite soon, if I have any control of the matter." He pressed her hand warmly, as he disengaged it from his arm, and then started to walk rapidly back. But, as if under an uncontrollable Impulse, he turned and ran back, nd caught her in his arms for an instant, pressing his lips again and again to her own. Then, with some inaudible murmur of apology and entreaty, he turned once more, and was gone. CHAPTER XVI. Never In the known history of Sandtown had there been a time of excitement equal to this that now emptied all the cabins and "double-logs" along the Wabash, from Reelfoot Pond to Big Rattlesnake Creek and from the Wabash to the uttermost parts of the Overcoat road. Everybody who told the story In aftertimes, and all those who took part in the stirring events as they occurred, were fond of making this commentary upon them. Of course, there were the Dikeses, the Sparkses, the Ellets, the Go-unses and the Shipleys, that knew better. They had seen excitement In their times the old people. They could tell you of times that were times! But for the time being, and for the purpose of the argument, this was conceded by everybody to.be the most exciting of all times. Just as last winter's coldest ten days are universally conceded to have been without a parallel in the history of meteorological observations. And what would you have? If there are to be held In remembrance maximum phenomena of every variety of incident epochal, meteorological and seismic what is to become of posterity in the way of story telling? Are we to be forever silenced 6imply because our ancestors lived and lied before ns? For the purposes of this period, then, there was never an approach to the excitement of the day that followed the night of which we have just spoken. Men seized the just and lawful excuse of the late heavy rain to keep out of their wheat fields, and away from their waiting meadows. . Plow horses were saddled, where saddles were: and where they were not, a padded sh epskin or a folded horse blanket, girthed on old Jim or old Nance, or some 2-year-old colt, served the present purpose, and every male inhabitant over twelve and under a hundred wan out and mounted, "single," generally, but not infrequently "double," and in each and every. Instance armed in j some sort of fashion armed to the teeth. Men frequently, but by far the most generally, boys, galloped across strips of green prairie, loaded with a long ham-mer-iocic squirrel rifle, carried upon the right shoulder or across the lap, upon the pommel of the saddle. Here they dash through a thicket of yellow blossomed wild artichokes, and Indian cups, and wild hemp, and purple-belled jimson. They are expecting to come upovthe enemy at any moment all those who come fron Redfoot Pond. For they have heard that the enemy the railroadershold armed and hostile possession of the Farmers Bank, and, in fact all Sandtown, including the captivity of their leading citizen, Coonrod Redden, together with the sheriff and all his possa. A cmche hss been cscn in cerne cnaccountabla quarter, for a zG-t, and frora a suspicion cnrcarcclly rrc: 'Titc J thcrs cr:::s tz.3 authentic-i: J r:::rt tilt liitla JLn V'zzzt Lzzzi 1:1 2t

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Creek. Boys are careering about with wild delight, looking eagerly for tho enemy in every thicket, at every crossing. Other squads of boys, far off, up or down the wide river bottom, are at times taken for the enemy, and there is danger of collisions among the different squads of the h abash people themselves. However, old Captain Joe Eilet, who was in the Revolutionary War, and who has mounted his antique cocked hat, his blue brass-buttoned coat, his one huge leathern epaulette on his right shoulder, and is seated in a two-horse wagon, play-ing-on a very shrill fife an absurd trav esty on "The Girl I Left Behind Me," pauses tp suggest that all Sandtowners tie a piece of red flannel upon their right arms for a sign by day, and a strip of white tow-linen upon the same arm for a sign by night. This suggestion Is at once bruited about as a very remarkable evidence of the practical knowledge of an old soldier, and is acted upon at once even very many women investing themselves with this war badge. Great numbers of people from all parts of the country have made the wild ex citement of this bright, cool, sunny July day a pretext for concentrating at the large house and gathering at the ample board of Coonrod Redden. They all wanted to hear, direct from headquarters the story of the noted old Iloosier farmer's capture. And then they were sure that his house would be a sort of central station for the reception of dispatches from the seat of war. The large stables were full of the visiting "nags" of the immediate Redden family, and their wives' nearest relations; and the hitching racks and the lane fences were thronged with squealing, kicking and biting old mares whose maniacal young colts were careering up and down lanes and reads, neighing shrilly and in chaotic chords as they dashed at every old mother tnare save the dam that belonged to the particular dasher. Not by any possibility was any one of the hundreds of careering and shrieking colts ever able to recognize the mother, past whom it dashed in mad pursuit of some unsympathetic and petulant horse having not the slightest resemblance to the abandoned and ignored dam. (To be continued.) AN OZARK POWWOW. The Indians Eat Peaches Between the Dances of Ceremony. No region in the United States is more noted for its prehistoric lore and romantic history than the Ozark Moun tains, says W. C. Carter, who recently returned from a visit to what may be called the wilderness of the Southwest, where one gets fifty miles from a railroad. While there he witnessed a weird scene that has been going on annually, it is said, ever since Columbus discovered America and no one knows how long before. There is a peak down there called Bald Dave, which is the scene every year of the remarkable occurrence referred to. The annual visit of the Indians this year took place not long since and the first intimation of it was given by a fisherman and hunter. A psrty was made up to visit the peak and observe the peculiar scene. The peak Is 1,800 feet above sea level and the only vegetation upon it, except some wlregrass, is a lene peach tree. The party reached the foot of the peak about dusk and peeping from their pla;e of vantage they saw an Indian band of fifteen or twenty sitting around a camp fire. Presently one of them arose and threw a pile of pine knots upon the fire, which made, a bright light. The others of the band came up and they all walktd toward the peach tree in single file. They were all dressed in war paint and feathers and when a circle was formed around the peach tree the whole band began a doleful chant At short Intervals an Indian would take onej of the ripe peaches from the tree and eat it and the dmce was kept up with its incantation j until the Indians fell exhausted. The watching party was awestricken and departed as silently as they had come to the place. A large party was gathered together next day, all heavily armed, and returned to the place, but when they reached the mountain there was n smoldering camp fire and many other signs of the great powwow,- but the Indians were gone. This scene, according to local tradition, has been going on every year in the autumn time for hundreds of years. Among the party were many old-timers who were familiar with the story, but had never observed the occurrence at the party above referred to did. This is but natural, for the place Is much isolated and the Indians go there, it 1 supposed, at different dates to avoid having their secret discovered. No one knows what the significance of the weird gathering is and tradition does not enlighten any one upon the subject Springfield (Mo.) Leader. The Archbishop's Suggestion. The late Archbishop Corrigan was one of the gentlest of men, but "when it was necessary to reprove any one under his charge, whether priest or layman, he never hesitated to do so. At one time there -was a vacancy in the rectorship of one of the large churches In New York City, and several clergymen were talked about for the position. Two 'prominent women who were members of the church called upon the Archbishop and urged the selection of one of their clerical friends. As they were leaving one woman turned to the other and said Impressively: "When you get home pray that the Holy Ghost may give the Archbishop the grace to appoint the right man." Like a flash the Archbishop turned around and said in icy tones: "While you are at it ask the Iloly Ghost to given women the grace to attend to their own business." Harper's Weekly. Ilia Dilemma. Miss Willing You are a widower, I

Mr. Loneleigh Yes. Miss Willing Cut, of course, you will marry again? v Mr. Loneleigh I really cannot slj. I haven't yet made up my mind whether It would be wise for me to be so foolish.She Called on, Ulm. Ascum Everybody is wondering how you came to get engaged to vour wife; for, you see i Heupeck But I didn't She came to get engaged to me. Philadelphia Trc3. - Trcutl3 La ret over apt to cc5 tD Z : r; - 5 drn't & tzll rrzj.

liTi I Tired Mother.' A little elbow leans upon your knee. Your tired knee that has so much to bear: A child's dear eyes are looking lovingly From underneath a thatch of tangled hir. Perhaps you do not heed the velvet touch Of warm, moist fingers, folding yours so tight: You do not prize this blessing overmuch; You are almost too tired to pray to night But it is blessedness! A year ago I did not see it as I do to-day: We are so dull and thankless and too slow To catch the sunshine till it slips away; And now it seems surpassing strange to me ' That, while I wore the badge of moth erhood. I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. And if some night when you sit down to rest. ' You miss the elbow from your tired knee. This restless, curling head from off your breast. This lisping tongue that clatters con stantly. If from your own the dimpled hands have slipped And ne'er would nestle In your palms again: If the white feet Into their grave had tripped, I could not blame you for your heartache then! I wonder so that mothers ever fret At little children clinging to their cown. Or that the footprints, when the days are wet. Are ever black enough to make them frown. If I could kiss a rory, restless foot And hear a patter in my home once more: If I could mend a broken cart to-day, To-morrow make a kite to reach, the sky. There is no woman in God's world could say She was more blissfully content than I. But ah. the dainty pillow next my own Is never rumpled by a shining head! My singing birdling from its nest has flown: The little boy I used to kiss I? dead! Home Monthly. Modish Bridal Toilette. Crepe de chine in one of the many shades of white pure white, cream, ivory and old Ivory, pearl white and still others fashions the most modish bridal toilettes. A Parisian creation Is pictured with a yoke of real lace and an under waistcoat of the same, the bolero draped and the girdle" following the outline of the waistcoat The sleeve Is a very short puff caught into an upstanding cuff that tops the lace frills to the elbow. The skirt is one of the voluminous patterns shirred to the band and with two flounces of real lace festooned at the hem. Noted Mexican Beautr. ßenor Dona Amada Diaz de la Torre, the eldest daughter of Tresldent Diaz of Mexico, is one of the most beautiful women of the southern republic. She is very progressive in her Jdeas and her influence with the President is unbounded. In point of beauty she is a much more striking figure than her stspmother, the second wife of the President, and who IENOKA DU LA TORKK, is also noted for her appearance. Ser.ora De La Torre speaks English and French fluently and is a popular hostess to many American tourists. With her husband she resides in a beautiful villa in the capital. Build Up Your Weak Points. In all persons there are weak points in the physical and "men til anatomy." These tender spots can be made en tirely firm and trustworthy. I once knew a man of remarkable memory, who had learned how to remember, by affirming. that he could remember. So well ( he get the fact lodged in his znlnd that he became a public lecturer on how to build up the memory. . The trouble is this when we find a weak point, we always . affirm the weakness, not the strength, of the func tion or organ. To be always saying that we have a weak head, and that It is liable to start to ache at any moment, Is to build up that very 'condi tion, i ' The whole world is facing fear and enduring 1113 that are not necessary. Just closa down on this anticipating business and affirm the weak points cut cf cristencf. Cn't did ycit cay 7 Well, that's Just why you rj-2r." You ma every doCzztLzn In y:ur cucccra czl tziizzzi

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by negative "affirmations." Now turn and affirm the other way. This will amend health, character, disposition, success, memory, social and all Infirm features of your spiritual and physical being. Affirm that you are not weak at any point, that you are moral, competent, successful, strong, worthy and happy. Don't affirm a few times, and say, "There, I told you so. I can't do it." Remember how many times we repeat to baby before he gets the word fixed in his mind. Just so with a fact in our minds. We must place it there till it is fixed, then the weakness is eradicated. Take up one I-oInt and then another. Don't try all at once. There is far more In affirmations than in denials. If we deny, we admit, which sounds like a contradiction, but Is not one. Just take up point after point and clear out your long train of torments, no matter what they are. Make your Intelligence build up your weak points. It' can easily do It! Dr. Paul Edwards. What Wires Should Remember. That Adam was made first That "he pays the freight" That confidence begets confidence. That nine men In ten detest gossip. That all angels are not of your sex. That men sometimes have "nerves." That husbands have troubles of their own. That there should be no place like home. That It takes two to prolong a family jar. That the least said is the soonest mended. That with all his faults you love him still. That home is more than half what you are. That you should have no secrets from him. That woman's best weapon Is her weakness. That wives are unusually favored In this country. That his typewriter cannot help it if she 13 pretty. That a man likes neatness in your attire at all times. That he does not get sleepy the same moment that you do. That he is not In love with every woman he glances at That you should not run up bills without his knowledge. That she who puts on the gloves should know how to sparl That your, relationship is closer to hiji than to your mother. That a prompt and pointed answer does not turn away wrath. That 8 p. m. is CO minutes past 7 o'clock, not 15 minutes to 9. Thut he expects you to look your best when you go out with him. That It does not Improve his razor to use it for chiropodical purposes. Health and Beauty Hints. Don't go to bed without brushing the teeth, for it is at night that acid of the saliva gets in its work on the teeth. Bed is not the place for thinking, any more than it is the place for repenting. Thinking is guaranteed to keep one wide awake. China silk underwear Is recommended for women who suffer from prickly heat or other skin eruptions In summer time. It wears well and, Is easily washed. ' Black stockings should always be washed before they are worn for the first time, for even the best dyes sometimes have a bad effect upon the skin and will make it burn. A harmless bandoline is made of one-half ounce quince seed, on which pour one-half pint of boiling water and when cool strain and perfume with violet toilet water. A simple way to remove discolorations from the neck is to rub in fresa lemon Juice after washing the neck thoroughly at night and over the Juice rub cold cream. Wash off in the morning. Several weeks of this should make the neck quite white. The Husband's Clear. fMy home is for those I love; It is for use; And as ions as I can pay ths rent It Is going to be used for the comfcrt of these I love, for all that it Is worth," to eaid tha mother cf now famous sons, vrbn as-ed if ha allowed them to zz-3 in her test rocrss. It L iV-r't7 tlit i-:r vrcrssa C not

EVENING FROCKS. follow her example, and welcome the husband and his cigar in every room in the house. How many husbands and sons have found their way to the public house through the protesting wife and mother? Yet surely their comfort, their welfare Is more than the new lace curtains? ApQt from this wives sometimes forget that the husband earns the bread and pays the rent and, therefore, should have an equal share In the comfort of home. There are a thousand and one other things like the cigar. Therere women whose strong point is housekeeping. To be "neat and tidy," to brush and scrub, to have order in every chair leg, system In every meal hour how many such things there are! And a woman may yes, she may if she be not careful Insist so strenuously in having her housekeeping way that It drives a wise man away from his home. There are women, too, who shut up their "best room" from their children; think more of a new carpet than their boys' moral welfare and forbid the neighbors children ever coming In for a frolic. What is the home for If it Is not to use? Where may a man expect to lay aside his cares, if not at home? And, surely, it is better for the son that he should smoke at home, even if the cur tains are spoiled, than that his whole future be ruined by the influence of the clubroom. Naturally a woman loves a pretty, neat home, but she loves more the hap piness of her husband and children. Therefore, it behooves every true nvife to make home "for use for the comfort of those I love, for all that it Is worth." The dowager empress of China is vain of her hands, the nails of which are several Inches long. Mrs. Mary S. Cobb, of Northampton, Mass., has presented Smith College with her magnificent estate In the suburbs of her city. The German empress is an early riser, and sits down to breakfast with the emperor, winter and summer, punctually at 8 o'clock. Mary Newbler, a California woman who died recently in Rome, bequeathed a fortune to the count of Turin, who Is a cousin of the king of Italy. Mrs. Emma Ranslow Allen of Swanton, Vt, has Joined the Woman's Relief Corps at the age of 00. She Is a grandnlece of Samuel Hopkins, one of the signers of the Declaration of Independence. Mrs. Bonapare, wife of the recently appointed Secretary of the Navy, for a number of years has been In ill health. She is a fine pianist and has a keen appreciation for all that is best In literature and art Traveling Gown. Dcn't laave your rcoms in tha ccrnIzz with cn czizzj Lizzz.

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BRIEF COMPILATION OF INDf. ANA NEWS. What Onr Neiehbois Are Dolnc Blatters of General and Local Inter est Marriages and Deaths AccI dents and Crimes Personal Pointers About Indianians. Brief State Items. Oscar Sommers, aged 10, of Elkhart, slipped on a pitch fork and was killed. Judge Whistler held the Indiana anticigarette law constitutional and fined Clarence Gilbert, of Goshen, $25. Because he had lost his sight, Reason Skell, a prominent man of Washington, committed suicide by hanging. Fletcher Fitzpatrick was seriously wounded in tlte shoulder by a comrade at Oolitic. During an altercation he was shot Jack Lister and Herman Clinton, miners, were seriously injured by falling slate at the Lyford and Crown Hill mines near Clinton. Harry Debrunne was drowned at South Bend, while being held by the dirt from a cave-in. He was employed on sewer constructions. Masonic orders of northern Indiana and southern Michigan were out in force at South Bend, to attend the laying cf the corner stone of the new Masonic Temple to cost $50,000. Mrs. Lydia Johnson, sister of City Marshal Hanta of Goshen, died of injuries sustained by jumping from a moving street car backward. liulman & Company, wholesale grocers', of Terre Haute, hav, bought a large block In Evansville, and w ill erect a warehouse to cost $100,000. Charles Hegwood, to esc?pe punisment from a charge made by a 14 -year-old adopted daughter, jumped from the window of his home in Bloomington and escaped. Mrs. Mary C. Snyder of Xorth Manchester, has become insane through mourning ovei her husband's death. Application was made for her commitment to Long CliiTe asylum. Mrs. Sophia Spinn, 60 $-ears old, is dead at Reynolds, as the result of a fall from a wagon, which broke her neck. She was an old resident of Reynolds and owned much land in that vicinity. While unloading steel from a car, Lowis Girardot, an employe of the traction company at Monrocville, had his foot caught between a rail and the car, breaking it between the ankle and the knee. While endeavoring to save her 2-year-old baby, which had wandered into a sawmill, Mrs. Daniel Rowland of Whitley county, caught her skirts in a shaft and was hurled about with terrific force. She will die. The three-story brick hotel building in Xorth Anderson, vacated a month ago by Charles C. Carpenter of Indianaiwlis, and owned by the Quartermont brothers of Point Marion, Pa., was totally destroyed by fire. The body of Edward Luscher, a wellknown merchant of Michigan City, who fell from a launch and was drowned in Lake Michigan several weeks ago, was recovered by fishermen who were using a drag net. Wayne Greenwood of Butler, was arrested on a charge of attempted misconduct with a little girl of that town. Ho was given a hearing before Mayor Hazzlet and was placed under XJ bond to await action by the grand jury. He went to jail. Mayor Mock of Bluffton, has dismissed William McConnell, chief of the fire department, and appointed D. W. Clark in his place. McConnell was charged with violating orders in the management of the department. Clark, the new chief, is a tinner by trade. Madame Clara Boyd, an arial performer with a carnival company, making a "death slide" from the courthouse tower at Hartford City, fastened to the wire by her hair, struck the blanket with such force that it was torn from the grip of the men who were holding it, and her arm was broken. Harry, the 10-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. W. II. Davis of Nobleville, was killed by a railway train at Colorado Springs, Col: He was accompanying his parents on a pleasure trip through the west when the accident occurred. The boy was crowing the track when the engine struck him, the wheels almost severing his head from the body. Gordon, the 3-year-old son of John Wentworth of Elkhart, was accidentally shot in the right hand by a blank cartridge. Last Fourth of July a similar accident occurred to his left hand, which nearly caused his deatli from blood poisoning. On the Fourth the year before his face was filled with powder, the result of the premature discharge of a cannon. A distressing accident occurred at the farm of Jesse Burford, nearWaveland,which resulted in his 6-year-old son John being dragged to death. The little fellow was leading his pet pony about the place, with the halter strap tied to his arm. He stumbled and fell, frightening the pony, which ran for half a mile, dragging the boy's bodyfar enough behind for his head to be struck by the pony's heels. The father witnessed the whole affair, but was powerless to help. His head was battered to a pulp. A burglar was discovered in the Lesh Bros.' store at Markle, by Lee Laturnere, night watchman, who notified three other persons, and a guard was thrown around the building. As the burglar appeared ho was shot in the back, and when within reach Laturnere grappled with him and threw him down, but was compelled to release his hold after' he had been shot in the wrist The burglar fired three shots as he made his way to his baggy and drove away. Only $3 was taken from the store. Y An oil well on the E. M. Clough far.n, six miles north of Union City, proves to be a gusher. When the drill was removed from the well the oil spouted -out over the derrick. This is the first well within twenty-five miles of Union City to produce oil and there is much excitement. Hardin Amy and George Goldsmith, fishermen at New Amsterdam,, quarreled over the disputed ownership of fish, until both of them resorted to shotguns. Amy was shot in the head and Goldsmith in the breast, but neither was fatally wounded. iVmy has instituted prosecution against Goldsmith for attempt to murder. " Fearing that his little daughter was be ing trampled to death beneath the hoofs of a horse, George V. Bruce of Terre Haute, a traveling salesman, who had been ill, got out of bed and rushed to the door, where he dropped dead of fcart failure. Burglars forced the safe in the general store of W. J. Graham of Cliffy, eight miles west of Grcensburg, securing J25 in cash, a gold watch and other articles valued at $100. The safe was not badly damaged. The burglars then w ent to the postofiico

and pried open the front door and robbed the money drawer of $10 cash and several dollars in stamps. Tfce burglars made their escape and there is no clew to C:cir Ii:-ti. - a