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At Last. O'er the sunlit hills of Berkshire dropped the drowsy summer calm. Filling all the glens and valleys with the silenc like a psalm; Like an angel-chanted anthem thrilling' towards a poet's ear. Till he dreams the mystic rhythm God alone can know and hear. By a little stream that bubbled from beneath a towering pine, Hidden half and overshadowed by the sprays of blackberry vine. Stood a man and maiden waiting till the parting hour should come. When their clasping hands must sever at the rattle of the drum. He to offer life for duty on the swart Virginia plain. She to watch and hope his coming through the sunshine and th9 rain. Very few the words they uttered as they waited hand in hand. But the silence throbbed with voices that their hearts could understand. Tender voices of the past time and the days forever done, Iays divinely sweet and holy when their love had Just begun. Hopeful voices of the future whispering of the joys to be, .When the clanging bells of battle hushed to the hymns of victory. Sank the day into the sunset, and there came the tread ,of feet J Marching to the sound of music, up the length of level street. Then he drew her to his bosom, parting backward from her face, The long golden hair whose glory made a halo In the place. Almost calm above his passion, then he whispered, "I must go .You will sen. mo letters often kiss them where you sign them so! And If I no more come homeward ' trembling " grew his Hps and white, "All these happy days together you will not forget them quite!" Answer none or wori or gesture for a moment did she deign, Save the mute pathetic promise 'of her eyes" remonstrant pain. Then because her love sat higher than his doubts could lift their fronts. She drew down his lips and kissed them as a woman kisses once. "Would to God, she said, "my lover, that my life for thine might be! But where'er God's voice shall call thee ' In His time I'll follow thee." That was alL The soldiers' trampling passed and slowly died away, And she knelt beside the pine tree all alone to weep and pray. Pame the solemn twilight gemming sky and stream with starry spheres. Came the tender twilight dropping over all Its dewy tears; And she sought once more her duties and the dull routine of life. Tenfold harder in the bearing than the battle's frenzied strife. pays of forced and weary marches and of combat fierce and red, . Rights of bivouac around the campflre with the stars alone o'erhead, Jlonths of hopeless, hungry torture In a Southern prison-pen; 'And a dumb dead face that never lave should wake to life again. On the frozen hills of Berkshire, white the snows of winter lie, Bcarlet red against the sunset where their summits pierce the sky. In a little country churchyard, climbing up the side of one, .Where the first arbutus blossoms, and the grass greens first 1' the sun. Side by side two graves are showing over one the flowers have grown. Ten long years, have bloomed and withered, and the autumn leaves have blown; On the headstone of the other the first wreaths have hardly dried. Where a last the soldier's sweetheart slumbers by her lover's side, j Anon. Zack Chandler Waate-1 Grant Fired. r Henry Kieler, 92 years old, resident of Detroit for. seventy yars, who : once made a uniform for Gcu. U. S. ! Grant, when he was a lieutenant, stationed in Detroit, died recently from t old age, at his residence, 349 Chami plain street. j Sir. Kieler had retained wonderful 1 health, considering his age. until a ) little over a week before his death, : ;when he was obliged to take to hU . "bed. From then on he broke down

. rapidly. ' Born In Germany, Mr. Kieler was one of the oldest Immigrants of hh? i nationality tn Detroit. Shortly after j he oame to Detroit he became a tailor's apprentice and later conducted ja shop of hl3 own. It was at this time that he made the suit for Gen. j Grant. He told an Interesting story Un connection with the delivery of the fault. He says that when he took the uniform to Grant the latter wa3 very j.mucfi phased with It, and donning it I decided to ride to Grosse Pointe. His I horse was restive and Kieler held the 1 animal while Grant mounted. As soon " !as he was on its back the brute befcame unmanageable and dashed down Jefferson avenue with the general. He ran up over sidewalks and narrowly escaped going through the wlnjdow of a millinery store, j Finally he Jumped a fence and landj ed in the front yard of Zacharias Chandler's residence. Mrs. Chandler -4 ran out of her house very angry, and I demanded that Grant, who was then I an unimportant lieutenant, take his j horse from her promises and cease ; trampling her lawn. Kieler said that i Chandler afterward wrathfully anm Inounced that he would have Grant dis- : missed from the army.Detroit Free l Press.

; A Double-Uarreled Cannon. ; It was invented and cast almost half century ago, and still stands, the only double-barreled cannon In the world, in the little city of Its birth. The queer brain of Its maker, a native of the university town of Athens, 'Georgia, conceived the thought that 'since one cannon-ball can commit much devastation, two, ingeniously chained together and projected simultaneously from the twin barrels, would work incalculable destruction. j Having convinced a number of friends and adherents that the Idea was a tremendous one, he had the gun cast and set up. The invasion of Athens by the Federal forces was just then regarded as imminent. Calm and "confident, the home forces got ready to Jest their wonderful cannon. They ran it up to the summit of a barren hillside, commanding several empty fields. The fuse was lighted. Naturally one projectile cr.me out a ifcade ahwid of the other. But that

shade's difference! A strange, whirling motion was imparted to ball and chain, and the errant projectile darb d about In a quite unpredictably path. Acrei of ground were torn up In every direction. Fortunately, in spiti of ae faith everybody had in the invention, all had taken care to reach safe cover. Besides some well-plowed fields, there were no casualties worth relating. Still, Athens takes unabated prida to this very day in the quaint inventlon, as well as in the episode of its ! one-time firing; and in all municipal pageants and occasions of importance, ' the historic gun continues to be a fea- j ture, to omit which would seem the

violation of a much respected tradi tlon. He Got the Brick. General Rosecrans tells the following story: The battered old fort (Sumter) was in possession of the Con-! federates, and one night a Union soldier of the force that was holding: .Morris Island said he believed he would pull over to Sumter and get a brick for a relic. He had been hitting the commissary bottle pretty frequently, and was in condition to do anything. Taking an old water-lodged skiff he pulled out and was lost in the darkness. It was a long way, and he was beginning to think himself gone up when he suddenly entered under the shadows of the walls, and heard click, click, "Who goes there?" Standing up as well as he could in the boat, he threw up both hands and cried "Yank." "What do you want, Yank?" "Want one o' them bricks." "You've got one In your hat now." "You bet I have, but I want another." "All right; come ashore and get one." He landed, walked up a short distance, and. sobered up by this time, took the first brick he found, and started back in quick order for the boat. "Say, Y'ank, are all you'uns drunk over there?" "Pretty much; how is it with you?" "Some of us air and some of us ain't. Good-night, Yank." "Good night. Johnnie?" "That man," continued the General. with a quick twinkle in his eyes, "that man. If he is alive to-day and has the brisk imagination of some men I know. Is telling his children how he arrived at Fort Sumter one stormy night, and, In a terrific single-handed combat, with forty rebs, killed thirty-nine and brought the fortieth away badly wounded." Sickles at Gettysburg. Lee's defeat at Gettysburg has been held most often to be due to his failure to allow Longstieet to turn the Union flank and get possession of the strategic hillocks known as the Big and Little Roundtops. A temperamental weakness for frontal attacks 13 said to have determined Lee against Longstreet's plan and to have turned a possible victory into a sure defeat. Now there is a movement on foot to make Daniel E. Sickles a lieutenant general on the retired list, because Sickles is the man who as a corps commander assumed the responsibility of attacking Longs treet on July 2 and thus prevented him from taking pos session of the hills he coveted. Sickles, it was claimed for years, should have been censu-ed instead of praised, because he moved without orders. But he never was censured, because as a corps commander he had the right to interpret some emergencies as calling for battle without Consulting the general in command. But if Longstreet did not take possession of the Roundtops because Lee disapproved, how did Sickles prevent him by making an attack? Possibly Longstreet was going ahead without orders, too. There is r.o historical evidence of this, howe er. Longstreet obeyed orders and Lee afterwards admitted he had lost the fight because he did not let Longstreet alone. Minneapolis Journal. He Qualified. During the spring of 1861 a company of Virginia soldiers was encamped near the home of Mrs. Sawyer, a woman noted throughout the neighborhood for her charitable deeds. One day, driving by the camp, she saw a poor, sick soldier lying by the roadside, and stopping her carriage, talked to him for some time, asking about his health, and expressing her sympathy. She noticed while doing so that on each hand he had two thumbs. ; Upon reaching home she was haunted by the recollection of the poor man, and although provisions of all kinds were very scafce, she determined to 'divide with him the few things she had in the house. After preparing the basket, she remembered that she had not asked his nama, but recalling his deformity, wrote on the cover, "For the soldier with tw thumbs." Giving it to a trusted negro, with minute directions, she sent him on horseback to the camp. She was much surprised at 'his speedy return, and asked how he had managed to find the man so soon. "He was de fust one I see," said Sam. "I was gwlne 'long, and a soldier ask me what I got in dat basket, and I tole 'im a chicken and things for de man wld two thumbs, and he say he was de one, and I give him de basket." "Did he have two thumbs on each hand?" she asked. "Well, he didn't say nothin 'bout whar he had 'eoi. He Je3' say he got two thumbs." Only Fair. "We shall have to reject your appli cation for life insurance," says the agent. "I'd liiti to know why," replies the applicant. "Well, the examining physician says you are twice as fat a3 you should be." "All right. I'll be fair. You insure half of me and I'll let the other half take its chances." Life. 1'Mefal Charity. "She is very liberal in her chari ties," said one woman. "Yes," answered the other; "liberal, but not always practical. For Instance, she wanted to send alarm clocks to Africa to aid sufferers from the sleeping sickness." Washington Star. Mlftlendlnft Pronunciation. "Who is that young man standing there by that horseless machine the what-d-d'ye-call-itr "That's the shover." ' "The shover! By gosh! Can he push such a heavy thing as that?" Baltimore American. When life's all love, 'tis life; aught else, 'tis naught. Sidney Lanier. Many of our cares are but a morbid way of looking at our privileges. Sir Walter Scott. Without cotüa33 there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue. Scott.

TIi Quest of Betty Laocey

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Copyritit, 1903. by W. G. Chapman. Copyricht In Great Britain

CHAPTER XII. (Continued.). But Betty now tried her wiles on Meta. English, her smattering of French and a base maceration of German were hurled at the black girl's ears. Meta pretended to understand nothing Betty said to her. Tyoga wa3 absent, Le Malheureux apparently bad disappeared into thin air, and Betty was like a caged lioness. She was permitted to wander through the castle, for such the edifice proved to be, but with Meta ever at her side. The architecture of the castle was of nondescript type, and it was rudely fashioned of granite, moss and vine grown and surrounded by parked gardens filled with tropical foliage and flowers. At the end of the gardens .was a miasmatic river, thickly green and vile of odor, filled with rank reptiles and nauseous water plant3. Beyond the river stretched the desert, yellow and hard. All this you could see from the upper windows of the castle, farther than a radius of fifty yards around the porticos Betty nor her handmaiden was not allowed to set foot. Within the castle was a small sandpacked court with an asthmatic fountain and heatwrung plants. There Betty and Meta sat and Eetty read the few books tbat were available, tried to teach Meta to dance and learned dances of her ,In return; tried, too, to learn Meta's guttural speech and failed sadly in teaching English to Meta. Which, alon;? with certain other occurrences that happened as time went on, made Betty fairly certain that Meta already spoke English, or else understood it so perfectly that the girl was under Instructions to betray no familiarity with the foreign tongue. A favorite game of these two girls became a variation of lawn tennis, a native game, which they played seated, hurling over a low net celluloid balls of light weight and gay colorings. The evening of the third day Betty grew overwhelmed with such an uncontrollable loneliness that she could not help crying. Meta, who had just brought her supper of cocoanut, freshly cut, mixed with pineapples and guavas, a trussed ' pigeon, figs, dates, and fell sobbing, too, and tried Inarticulately to find out what she wanted. "Tyoga, Tyoga!" wailed Betty. Her nerves were at' breaking point and the jackal who howled In the hills to the north wa'crazing her with his yowling, and4 shewas sick, so sick, of It all, of the mystery, the silence, the loneliness. Meta hesitated and then ran away like a deer. She came back troubled after an absence of a quarter of an hour or so, bearing in her hand a wax tablet on which was written In an oldfashioned slanting hand: "Tyoga cannot come to you yet. Will you be patient but a little longer? She is very busy. She will try and come in a few mornings." ' Betty took the tablet to bed with her, telling herself that she was getting positively foolish. Meta went along, caressing her as much as she dared. Betty began to lose sight of the fact that Meta's skin was black. She had already done this with Tyoga. As Meta afjed Betty to disrobe the slave's hand caught In the slender chain of the little gold locket that Betty wore always round her throat, and snapped its links asunder. The chain fell to the floor, and as it hit the tiling the locket flew open, disclosing Larry Morris' face. Meta picked It up, sighted the face, and girl-like, scented the trouble. She gazed Intently at Larry's counterfeit presentment, studying It closely. Then she nodded her approval and shook an accusing finger at Betty, which moved Betty to tears again. Meta laughed, and with much simpering began to Hnger around within tha capacious flounces of her striped kilt. With much perspiration. and with what might have been blushes on a fairer skin she finally produced an odd little hand, painstakingly carved from ivory with inlaid nails and veins of gold. She held this high for Betty to gaze .it, then pointed alternately to herself and Larry Morris picture with such Illuminating pantomimes that Betty Immediately estimated that the ivory hand was the troth-sign of Meti and of a somewhere dusky-beloved! Tyoga was three days in coming. Then she was much distraught and looked like a ragged edition of her once buxom self. Flr3t she called Meta aside and spoke with her long and earnestly Betty would have vow ed it was In French. Then Tyoga came to Betty. "You are In danger of your life.'' she said, simply. "We , all are. We are sorry for this. Miss Lancey, we had not expected it. We had thought all dangers were well guarded Kgalnst, that all precautions had been taken. You and Meta must be left alone here in the castle for weeks. But be not afraid. Besides the secret entrance which none knows but Meta, there Is no approach to the castle save from that river on the south and to cross that" she shuddered "to cross that i3 to swallow death. I have promised you a safe 'return to your people, and I go now to make that assurance doubly sure. Le Malheureux sends you his best wishes, and is sorry he cannot come in person, and now, farewell!" The negress turned and left the two girls together, Betty terror-stricken, homesick, unnerved, Meta stolid, immobile as the castle Itself. For several weeks the weather was fine, almost supernatural In Its beauty and glow. Betty trolled the castle over for hint or trace of any electrical apparatus, but none did she find. There were dozens of chambers similar to the one she occupied, what might be a throne room, a great dining hail, a mammoth kitchen, and one big room that possibly was an observatory, but which was most securely bolted, barred and cemented shut. Even American prowess dared not tamper with such solidity of masonry. Meta and IWty hnd finally accomplished a species of pi.on dialect that like Crusoe and his wan Friday permitted them to signify tluir wants and dislikes but prohibited the ilancro.is conversation of confidences and personal communic.ittons unto which women are so prone to fall! Betty Irui given up the idea of the note in a bottle, the sensational wireless messajjo? and such like methods of communication with the loved oneat bom1, and those of the newspaper fraternity in particular ever since she caught sight of the pigeons. She surreptitiously carved this message, "Betty Lancey, Africa," on the wing of many a poor suffering bird and vainly tried to shoo It brlklj away in the direction that she thought housed civilized people. This carving was a 'work of persplrin? labor but it diverted Betty more successfully than anything else might have done. This occupation amused and exhilarated because It revolved

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around the constantly diminishing germ of Hope that so was near to dying in Betty's bosom. First of all, she had nothing to scratch with but a hairpin. And with tropical sun, and sea voyaging, hairpins had become scarce enough to be valu. ble. Second, Meta was always watching, and thirdly, you never could finish r. bird at one sitting and it was terrible to try to catch any of the birds, and worse yet to get hold twice in succession of the same bird you had been working on last. Frequently there would be as many as three dozen birds, half bedecked with Betty's carving, hopping around at one time. Betty held the thought that If one of these birds should perchance be picked up it might send people within a continent of finding her. There was something romantic about living in this desert and swamp-bound castle until the rains came on. Then it was more aggravating than anything Betty could ever have imagined. "Worse than any city editor I know starting out to play wrecking crew with an entire office," sh-3 commented, grimly. For an African rain In the central part of that shadowy continent is not a rainstorm as we know It The lakes, the rivers, the sea Itself seem to have risen and to be descending In flat layers and sheets of the wettest wet that ever mortal knew. Lightning in more varieties than Betty had dreamed might ever have been patented broke round the grim old castle, and the two lonely young girls loved the goat harder than ever. Later they had an addition to their family. A decrepit old Hon. a beast so mangy, worm eaten and toothless that one longed in pity to kill him then and there, crept in from the Jungle one cold, rain-pelted night. He frightened the two girls half to death at first sight, then they both laughed heartily at sight of his infirmities and took him In and made him royally welcome. He expressed his gratification In croupy roars that caused Betty to long to feed him lard and sugar, the same as her mother had given her when she was a croupy, wheezy kiddie. But as a burglar alarm those roars were the best of all inventions, as Betty expressed It in the Journal she was pretending to keep. "As a perfectly proper property Hon, City Editor Burton is a peach." Betty had named the lion "City Editor Burton" after the one being in the Inquirer office whose very voice was calculated to instantly, remove the scalp of any cub reporter whoever sharpened. a pencil in a newspaper office. Between City Editor Burton and the pigeons Betty found less opportunity for worry than did Meta. Perhaps that was because Tyoga had not told Betty the same tale she had whispered that hot morning into the awe-struck ears of Meta. The black girl knew of thd danger threatening, and feared in silence. So strong had grown the attachment between Meta and Betty that the young Nubian, who, truth to tell, spoke English with rare perfection, had much ado to keep up their farce of pigeon English and to refrain from outpouring her soul to the white skinned, but now sadly-tanned Betty. CHAPTER XIII. Johnny Johnson and Larry, Morris arrived In Algiers early in August It was hot and the dust was equalled only by ( the flies. Larry spoke a little French, Johnny nothing but English. They were both seasick and both tired of the task they had set themselves upon. In Chicago darkest Africa had looked to them rather a small and unimportant province, a shrunken Rhode Island. In Algiers darkest Africa overlapped every continent on the globe. The apparent futility" of the undertaking weighed them down. Night fell. Then followed stars and a subdued rumble of the city life for a brief and restful interlude. Later the mirth and ribaldry of the cafes Algiers at her worst This was Africa. Bad enough on the coast. But to ship for the Inland! It was an Impossibility. They sought forgetfulness in the cafes. Before one in particular the crowds were swarming like files over molasses. Within, a woman, she looked to be an American at that, blonde and full-figured, singing an atrocious French 3ong with an even more atrocious Maine accent Between verses she mingled the cakewalk. "Let's get out of this," said Larry. "John, look at the negro over there. Did you ever see such a Colossus in your life?" More than the two newspaper men were watching the negro In question, lie wis nearly seven feet high, magnificent In his proportions, and dressed In immaculate white duck. His features were typically African, but ne had the bearing of ancienf kings and high Intelligence lurked In his eyes, and Was planted at the corners of ais mouth and In the lines along his nosttlls. Standing in the corner close to the stage, he was regarding the pitiful thing that gamboled there with the same impassive pity that Va man watches a butcher kill a little squealing pig. The pig is not worth much in the asthetlc scale as life goes, but through him life may be. sustained. One pig more or less to feed the masses benefits the masses, and is very good for the pig. "It lets him out of being a pig, and provides for his transmogrification into another shape. As the two Americans turned to look at the negro he was leaving the cafe. All eyes turned from the dancer to h!s coal-black pulchritude. The dancer. noting this waver of allegiance, lurched forward and kicked Into the air with deft aim. One gaudy red satin Upper new directly through the crowd and grazed th giant on the back, falling within u foot or two of the two A nurieans. "That was a good shot!" ejaculated Johnny. Larry Morris was watching the rnuseNs working in the African's Ii'vt- a.s Iil- stooped to pick lip the slipper. "Bi cause I'm black," he heard the !-.; n mutter, in pure English. "Because I m black." Straight through the crowd strode the Mack man, and up to the stae. ..vrrturning half of the tables in hiJ way :i3 h went. At the footlights he l.arW over, held out the shoe and Uckoncd for the dancer to place her foot within it. But the women, with the whimsicality of her sex. turned her head away and smote the African twice across the cheek. The Mack man straightened himself up "like a steel bar, uncurved in a white hot furnace. He took the shoe and flung it at the dancer, lightly but accurately. It struck her across her

painted mouth, and the steel plate on the heel tore the gentle skin of her full lip. The blood streamed down in a tiny thread over her chin and dropper on her white shoulders. The habitues of the cafe coul.l not endure this treatment of their favorite. Pandemonium was loosed. Bottles, lamps, glasses, even chairs, they hurled at the retreating figure of the African. He was cut ami bruised in i dozen places and almost overcome, for the strength, of a Hercules could not have resisted such onslaughts. Johnson and Morris had gone out of the door when the riot began, and wera turning down the street when th black burst out winded, panting, and closely pursued. By the curb stood an automobile a great red touring car; it belonged Sulveler, the Associated Press man at Algiers. A weak, dissipated little fellow, Suiveler was at that moment th-? foremost In consoling the dancer. Larry Morris thought quickly. He knew Sulveler well; they had worked together in the States, and the negro interested him. "Crank her, Johnny," he cried, pointing to the automobile, and while Johnny cranked the machine Morris hustled the black within ' the car, threw from his perch the dazed chauffeur and in three minutes th .black, Larry Morris and Johnson, In Suiveler's car, were headed for the desert with the nub howling hyena-like behind them. "All right, old fellow; we'll help you," Larry had whispered in the black's ear as he hurried him toward the motor. Larry had had to do it, lor downed as he was, the black Instantly made a motion of resistance towards anything that smacked of captivity. (To be continued.)

STUNTS OF THE COWBOY. Australian "Whip Cracking and l.ao Throwing In America. The stock whip in the skillful hands of the Australian 13 not only an article of the greatest utility, but also a formidable weapon. Owing to its great length the lash varies from twelve to thirty feet and the shortness of the butt, which measures only eighteen inches, It is an extremely difficult and awkward thing to wield, and the beginner is apt to hurt himself if he does not exercise care when practicing. A well-trained stockman, however, can hit a cent every time at ten paces' distance, and with the dreaded lash in his hand, cracking like pistol shots, can keep a mob of wild cattle In check. If used with full force It will cut through skin and flesh like a knife; says Wide World, but unless a beast shows distinct vice the stockman uses It more for the purpose of instilling fear than of causing pain. It can also be used as a bolas a Patagonlan form of the lasso and an adept can catch and hold a beast by causing the lash to curl around it3 legs. The skill of the Australian with the stock whip is more than equaled by American cowboys with the lasso. One of the guild by the name of Welch has a pretty trick called the crinoline, in which the rope is kept whirling around the . body in concentric rings like a huge and very animated hoopsklrt. The trick looks ridiculously easy, but the beginner will find that, like many simple-looking feats. It cannot be learned in a day; h will also probably discover that a laanila rope is painfully hard when It comes in contact with the head. Mr. Welch will undertake to throw this lasso around any portion of a horse or its rider as he passes at a gallop, and the skillful manner In which he gets his rope about a horse's legs as the animal lifts them from the ground for an Instant, In the act of cantering, is nothing short of marvelous. He can also completely tie a man up from a distance of thirty feet by throwing a succession of halfhitches over him with astonishing accuracy. 31 II let and "The Ansrelua." It was only after long years of struggle and dire poverty, through which Millet was consoled and supported by his wife, that tho peasant painter was able to take the threeroomed cottage "at Barbizon and "try to do something really good." It waa then that he began to paint that most beautiful "poem of poverty," "The Angelus," which is to-day one of the most valuable pictures in the world. Again and again he threw aside the picture in despair of ever finishing it to his satisfaction, and as often his wife replaced it on the easel and induced him to continue. On one occasion he was so Incensed at not being able to produce a certain effect that he seized a knife and would have destroyed the canvas and ended the matter once for all had not I1I3 wife fortunately seized his hand .and Induced him to give the picture another trial. Thus it was that at last "The Angelus" found a place on the walls of the Louvre. The success it won encouraged Millet to paint many more pictures and thus place himself among the Immortals in art. What Seared Hint. Bacon "It is said a barber In Paris, to win a wager, entered a cage containing a Hon and a man and composedly lathered and shaved the man while the beast interestedly viewed the operation." Egbert "I thought Hou3 were afraid of nothing." "Oh, yes, they are. He'd probably had some experience with that particular razor before!" Yonkers Statesman. A Student of Ilamu.i Nature. "That was a pretty harsh note Mr. Clincher sent you." "Ye3." answered the debtor. "But he didn't mean most of it. He has just employed a new stenographer. When he dictated that letter he was showing off." Washington Star. Made the Application. "How are things?" the barber asked pleasantly of the shrinking man in the chair. "Dull, very dull." And the knight of the razor looked for a moment as If he thought the remark was personal. u)ay, He Wnmi't. "Own up, new. Who's the head of your family-" "My wife used to be," admitted Mr. Enpeck, "b"t since my daughters are grown up we have a commission form of government." Louisville CourlerJournal. ItocklenN Driving. "What is the matter with your wife? I see she's got her hand in a sling." Reckless driving." "Horse ."No; nail. He loves his country best who strives to make it best. IngersolL

1 REVIEW OF INDIANA

A "Department of Religion" in the Indiana State University at Bloomington is one of the plans being pushed by the churches of the State irrespective of denomination, according to thi; Rev. Dr. W. J. B. Darby, of Evansville, who is the head of the movement in the Presbyterian church in the State. Hope is entertained for the recovery of Mrs. Floyd J. Webb at Wabash, who was shot and seriously wounded by Verne Hartleroad several days ago. Hartleroad is ill in jail, suffering from the effects of poison he swallowed immediately after the shooting. He asserts he has been praying fervently for the recovery of his victim. Mrs. Everett Parker, aged 2S, of Richmond, has the unusual distincti6n of being a grandmother. There are five generations in the family. Mrs. Charles Lane, of Indianapolis, is a daughter of Mrs. Parker, and recently became the mother of a baby, which is the fifth generation. Early marriages havo made the family a notable one. On his way to his first communion after confirmation at St. Paul's Evangelical church in Evansville, a week ago, Ell Schaefer, aed 14, was ran over by an engine near his home. The body was cut in twain at the waist. It was Identified by a prayer book in the pocket, the gift of the boy's mother at confirmation. A hostler from the Howell shops of the L. & N. had charge of the engine. Mayor Chester, of Elkhart, has instructed Chief Rinehart to notify all persons who have been keeping business places open on Sunday that the State law against "following usual avocation on Sunday" will be enforced beginning next Sunday. The Instructions by the Mayor are the outgrowth of prosecutions by the Law and Order League of managers who opened theatres for the first time last Sunday. The theatre managers say they will obey. Merl Funk, of Warsaw, is the undisputed rod and reel champion of 'Kosciusko County. While fishing from the shore of Pike Lake, he caught a pike weighing 16 pounds. This Is the largest fish ever landed in any of the lakes of this section with a rod and reel. Edgar Raymond caught a pike weighing twenty-seven pounds several years ago, but with a throw line instead of a rod. Mr. Funk worked hard for thirty minutes in landing the big fish. Alverio Miestian, a Sicilian, six feet two inches in height, and weighing more than two hundred pounds, attempted to chastise an unknown Italian at Elkhart for applying an epithet to his son. He Is alleged to have struck him with his fist, but he killed him instantly. The dead man and the son of Miestian were just outside the house and apparently were jesting. After striking the fatal blow Miestian fled, taking his son, aged 15, with him. The police are hunting for him. Physicians are perplexed over the case of Eddie Loftus, the Richmond boy whose skull was punctured by a steel umbrella rib several weeks ago and who has been lying at Reld Memorial Hospital In a critical condition. While at pi ay with several children the umbrella rib was accidentally plunged into Loftus' eye by a companion. It pierced the skull and penetrated the train. Blood poisoning developed and Loftus wa3 not expected to survive many days. There is no chance for recovery, phpslclans sfty, but the vitality of the lad is regarded as extraordinary. Jeff Clarke, a farmer living near Owensville, owns a mule that plays the part of an alarm clock every morning with such regularity that Clarke has about discarded the little alarm clock that hangs 01 the bedpost. Promptly at 4 o'clock this mule kicks the side of the barn four times in succession. At first Clarke thought the animal was ill, and for several mornings he got up and investigated. He took note, however, that the gong of the alarm clock started buzzing when the mule started kicking. He put two and two together and reached the conclusion that the mule knows the hour when the Clarke household should arise and begin the day's work. Lon Brown, near Moreland, owns a dog that is responsible for two damage suits being filed in the Circuit Court against Brown, the aggregate amount of the suits being $3,000. The suits are filed by Arthur Khaun and his wife. It is charged that while Mr. and Mrs. Khaun were driving past the Brown home, Brown's dog ran out into the highway and barked furiously at the horse they were driving. As a result of the barking the horse ran away and Mrs. Khaun was thrown out of the buggy to tho hard roadway, sustaining a broken leg and other injuries. For this Mrs. Khaun seeks to recover $2,000 from the owner of the dog and Mr. Khaun, for the loss of his wife's services, companionship, etc., seeks to recover $1,000. The barn of William D. Barnes, County Treasurer,- burned at Elizabeth, Harrison County, last week, burning his driving horse and a team belonging to John Kraft, of New Albany. Newton Whitham, living near Cross Plains, has sold his tobacco crop, 21,453 pounds, for $3,003.42, more than the original cost of bis farm of three hundred acres. Extended culture of tobacco In Ripley County is a comparatively new venture. A hog weighing 810 pounds was sold by William Dixon to Shelburn & East at Worthlngton, for $74.85. It will be shipped to Indianapolis. It is the largest hog ever sold on this market. A sow and eleven pigs were sold at a public sale near Worthlngton for $100. Gurney Hill, grower of original roses at Richmond, received word that the American Rose Society, now holding an exhibit in New York City, had awarded him first and second premier prizes on tho Richmond rose, a variety originated by Mr. Hill several years ago. David Doty, aged 50, died at Rich.inond as the result of a fractured jskull suffered when he fell through a iay chute at a livery barn. ' Mrs. Eliza Kcrtley, aged SO, was in stantly killed at Speeds, nine miles

north of Jeffersonville, by a northbound Indianapolis &'Loufsvlllo interurban oar. Mrs. Kertley was deaf and was struck while crossing the track near the' home of her daughter, Mrs. Grace Pbipps, with whom she lived, her husbPnd bting dead. She was dead before the physician arrived. Two daughVer? and four sons survive. i I

Seeking to make money for their church, ten women, members of the Ladies' Aid Society of the Union Methodist church, five miles west of Portland, unloaded in quick time a car loaded with tile, and just received by Albert Ertle, husband of one of the members. In a few minutes they had added $3.50 to their treasury. A. S. Meade, road foreman of engines on the Peru division of the Wabash railroad for a number of . years, has resigned, to devote his attention to farming. His successor is Engineer A. F. King, of the Wabash passenger service between Toledo and Montpelier. Ohio. Mr. King will move from Toledo to Peru, and will make his headquarters there A big shepherd dog went mad and started on a run through the fields west of Petersburg. It bit a dog belonging to John Stewart, sprang upon and bit a mule belonging to Charles Coffman, and bit a mule valued at $300 owned by Tom Price. The whole country-side pursued the dog with shotguns and rifles, and after a seven-mile run It was killed. Because of injuries received when hurled from an automobile when it was struck by a test car driven by William Carr, of Indianapolis Mrs. Arthur Wellington, of Anderson, formerly Miss Helen Werbe, of Indianapolis, suffered the I9SS of several teeth. The automobile firm employing Carr settled

with the husband of the injured woman for $15.0. Conductor Thomas Hatfield was knocked down and robbed of $23 by a lone highwayman while he was changing the trolley of an electric car at South Bend. The attack was bo quietly made that the nine passengers and motorman failed to hear the disturbance. Hatfield was seriously hurt and, ' when found by the motorman, was unconscious. 'Suits against seventy-five Ft. Wayne men to enforce the collection of delinquent taxes have been filed by Pros ecutor Albert E. Thomas in the Circuit and Superior Courts and the new Indiana law governing the collection of taxes will get a thorough test there. The amounts range from $6 to $125, and some of the defendants are well known. The filing of the suits, which was not done until County Treasurer Öfcheiman had exhausted every other means to induce payment, has caused a sensation. ' Melchert Z. Miller, collector and resident of Port Fulton, an eastern suburb of Jeffersonville, was badly hurt while returning in an interurbaa car from Louisville by a stone thrown through the; window by some one unknown. He received, a fracture of the nose and possible Injuries to the eye. A second stone thrown through the window a little later caused a panic among the .women and children, although it struck no one. The car men think it was an attack by rowdies who had a grudge against the company. A, few days ago Samuel Beam, a dairyman at Columbus, left his delivery wagon standing in an alley while he was delivering some milk, and a sneak thief stole $4 from a drawer in the wagon. It developed that Beam had been robbed twice before and at about the same place. Beam has Just received a letter which says: "Here Is the money I took from your milk wagon. If there is any more some one else got it besides me. I wifl never do this any more." The letter was accompanied by $4. It was unsigned and the writing had evidently been disguised. An electric light bulb, covered with paper, generated sufficient heat to cause a fire and damage to the extent of more than $2,000 in the basement of the H. H. Locker buggy and harness store in Newcastle. In showing a prospective customer a new style buggy a salesman turned on the current and then put tbe bulb on the floor, while he tore the paper wrapping off the buggy. He threw the paper down on the bulb, hiding it, and some time after he left the basement the fire started. Several new buggies stored In the basement were damaged. The loss is fully covered by insurance. Although James Smith, a rag picker of Muscle, commonly known as the mayor of Shedtown, in which locality he lives, has Just inherited $3,700 In cash from the estate of a cousin who died recently in Topeka, Kas., he Is not elated over his good fortune nor does he aspire to any higher business than the one In which he is now engaged. "My rag cart is my best friend," says Smith, "and I wouldn't know what to do In any other business. I suppose, though, that instead of my picking rags, some one would be picking me If I tried to go into some kind of business of which I knew nothing." Then Smith, stopping his cart, pulled from his pocket a large roll of bills of various denominations, saying: "I just drew these out of the bank so I would not be broke." Falmouth is to have a now bank with a capital stock of $10,000. The officers are: Fred W. Lightfoot, president; Fred Barrows, vice-president; Alva Bilby, cashier. From section xran to chief clerk in the dispatcher's office of the Vandal la railroad at Logansport 13 the promotion that has come to Edgar E. Brenton, of Darlington In a period of four years. The young man, who was born on a farm near Crawfordsville, was 20 years old on New Year's day. John L. Jackson, postmaster at St Paul, has been made president of the National League of Postmasters of the Fourth Class, to succeed F. E. Barber, of Palesville, resigned. Workmen are excavating for a threestory business block at Broad and Fifteenth streets in Newcastle and have uncovered a portion of an old corduroy road twelve feet below the surface. They also uncovered a pit of tänbark and had to go six feet deeper to get to solid ground. Older citizens recall that a large tannery flourished on the rpot more than fifty years ago. Mrs. Nancy L. Alexander, aged 94, died at Bloomington a few days ago. She had been a member of the Christian church for many years. Miss Amy Lindemuth, a teacher in the public schools at Shirley City, Allen County, is under bond of $100 to appear in the Circuit Court, in Fort Wayne on a cnarge or assault and batery. The affidavit was filed by Dr. A. P. Betts, a ph5'sician at Shirley City, who alleges that Miss Lindemuth used severe methods in inflicting punish ment on Dorothy Betts, 12 years old, daughter of the doctor.

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