Rensselaer Democrat, Volume 1, Number 6, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 May 1898 — Page 7

A TANGLED SKEIN

MRS. ALEXANDER

CHAPITER 11, t “I think Herbert looks rather glum,” Jaid Miss Oakeley when she returned to ier aunt, who was sitting very straight top. with a frown on her cold face. “You observe it, too? and I am not surErised. Mabel is so greatly attached to er guardian that his word is law. Heaven knows lam the last to think evil, but I cannot forget that her mother married the late Captain Wynn during the lifetime of her first husband.” , “Wbg, auntie!” cried Miss Oakeley in a tone of delighted excitement, “you do pot mean to say that she committed bigamy ?” “No, Henrietta, but, what was as phe left her husband for another man.” “Well, perhaps number one was a brute; to be sure, I am not a strictly religious, high-toned woman. I should scent out more wickedness if I were.” Meanwhile Colonel and Mrs. Callander drove home in silence, and found that Dorothy had gone to bed, but the lamp was still alight in the pretty drawing room. Two or three letters, which had come by the last post, lajtupon the table. Callander stood reading ®iem beside the light. Mabel threw aside the white Indian shawl in which she had been wrapfed, and watched him while he read. He ad-aged certainly—there was a heaviness about his brow that used -not to be there. Would he ever be quite the same as he was before that unfortunate sunstroke? Presently he laid down his letters with a sigh. “There is nothing unpleasant in them, dear?” asked his wife, coming timidly to him, and, slipping her arm through his, pressed her fair young head against his shoulder. “Nothing whatever; they are of no Importance.” He stood quite still, and MAbel, still pressing against him, said: “Does anything disturb or worry you, Herbert? I cannot help fancying Bhe stopped abruptly. He looked down into the sweet face uplifted to his so gravely, that she could not continue—and yet he made no movement to return her caress. “What is there to rnlike me unhappy?” ide asked in a cold, composed voice. “I «m with those I love —and —I believe, love me. I have dear children, and a sweet wife. Oh, how sweet and fair,” he exclaimed, with a sudden change of tone, and, clasping her in his arms, he gazed into her eyes as if he would draw out the secrets of her soul. “Whom I love too well —too well!” She felt the strong beating of bis heart as he atmined her to him, and his lips clung to hers in a long, i»asgionate kiss. Suddenly he released her. “Are you gold, that you shivered so?” he asked quickly. “No, not at all—but—but you make me a little uneasy. Do 'not thrust me away as if I were a naughty child, Herbert. You know I love you!” She took his arm and put it around her. “If I did not believe it. chaos would indeed be come again,” cried Callander, gathering her to him in a close embrae. “Do not mind my variability of mood, Mabel! Whatever I may seem, never doubt that you are all the world to me!”

CHAPTER 111. Paul Standish was a capital “aide-de-camp” in organizing a picnic, and Egerton benefited by his assistance. Standirti was a man of good family,’ very well known and popular in certain London circles. Though generally considered a shrewd worldling, there was a kindly core to his heart, afTd he deeply enjoyed his quiet visits to the Knoll. His work (he was in the Foreign Office) had taken him much abroad, and he Liked the repose and refinement of Mabel’s home. Thoogh no longer yoqpg, he had still all the vigor and elasticity of youth, and was not yet chilled by the effects of a tolerably wide experience. The day before that fixed for Egerton’s yachting party, not finding Dorothy in the house or garden, Standish started in search of her, and, knowing her haunts, was not long in diseovering-his ward. She was kneeling on the shoTt, partially blenched herbage which covered a low rising ground at some little distance eastward from the Knoll; behind it the srun had already sunk, leaving the waters of the bay somewhat dull and mournful. "I looked for you in vain,” began Standish, when, Dopgthy, her hands full of the long grasses she had been gathering, started to her feet with a low cry, a startled, pathetic expression on her mobile face. “I have frightened you,” said Standirfi, smiling. . “Why, where are your thoughts, Dorothy?” “Not very far, Paul,” beginning to tie her .grasses together. “They are never very far from m« at present.” “Hum! That might be accounted for In two ways.” “How?’ “They may be occupied by Mabel. They may possibly dwell on our fascinating friend Egerton.” “Fascinating! Do you think him fascinating?” “Well, T am scarcely a judge; but he is « handsome, accomplished fellow.” “Yes, he is, and you are right. I was thinking of him.” She uttered these with the utmost composure. Standish looked at her with steady scrutiny, but she did not perceive it. “I am waiting for further confessions,” he said at length. „ . “I have nothing to confess, Paul, at least, not at present.” She paused, and then went on? “Mr. Egerton’s mother was a Spaniard, was she not?” ... “Ye*. I believe so.. He looks like a Spaniard himself.” > * “He does, and I think he could be very revengeful. I feel afraid of him sometimes.” “What, do yon think he will plunge a atiletto In your heart—because—oh, say Ibecause you walked with me?” A faint color rose in Dorothy’s cheek, hut rile laughed low and exclaimed:

“That would be too illigocal! You are my guardian, and I have a sort of right to you.” “A right I shall never question, Dorothy.” His voice grew soft as he 6poke. “Thank you,”‘she said gently. Then she made a sudden movement. “Let us go back,” she exclaimed, “that dreary looking sea makes me sad.” “My dear Dorothy, you cannot be yourself, or you would not hive these sickly fancies. Y'ou have everything in the world to make you happy, so pray call up your common sense, of which you have plenty.” “I will, Paul,” said Dorothy, laughing. “Come, let us walk back, and we shall be in time for tea.”' An hour later Col. Callander and his mother were taking a final turn upon the pier. Their conversation had not been pleasant or exhilarating. Mrs, Callander looked more than usually severe, and her mouth was rigidly cdosed save when she opened it to speak. Callander’s face was white set —there was a dull burning glow in his eyee. “You may turn a deaf ear to me if you will,” said the dowager—as tliey approached the gate which led to the Esplanade, intending to return to the hotel—“but I am right, I know I am!” He made no answer—and they advanced slowly—till, catching sight of a group on the common below, Mrs. Callander paused and pointed to it. The group .consisted of Mabel, Standish and little Dolly—as they looked, Mabel took her ex-guardian’s arm, and, slackening her pace, seemed to be conversing with profound interest. “You see,” said Mrs. Callander, “they are never long apart. Be warned in time, Herbert! You know what blood she has in her veins—you know her mother’s history!” “Bo silent,” he interrupted in a strange, half-choked voice. “You do not know what you are saying! My wife is spotless —will lie spotless so long as she lives! Never dare to touch upon this topic again. Trust my honor to myself, I know how to keep it clean.” To the imperious woman’s surprise, he turned, and leaving her to make her way as she best could alone to her temporary abode, walked rapidly forward to 'overtake his wife.

The morning of the day which Egerton had fixed for his party was bright and clear, with a little more breeze than some of his guests approved. . The object of the voyage was to visit the remains of an old Norman castle, which crowned some picturesque cliffs, about eight of nine miles east of Fordsea—also to intH*ect a curious rocky islet not far from it, on which a modern lighthouse replaced the Beacon of a Hermit, who in former days devoted himself to keep it alive, and according to the legend, built himself a chapel without any human aid. The ruins of this remarkable edifice were still visible from the sea. At breakfast a slight change of plans took place—as Mabel suggested that she feared she was too indifferent a sailor to enjoy the excursion by sea—and with a pretty coaxing air, asked Callander to drive her to Itavenstone, which was nearer by laud than by water. He consented very readily, and Standish undertook to escort Dorothy. The party was not very large, but bright and sociable, though Mrs. Callander senior, who honored it by her presence, was somewhat snappish—“it was so thoughtless of Mabel to expose her husband to the glare and sun on that 'unsheltered road!” she said, “and for a mere whim!” Egerton, too, was rather silent and cynical, when he did speak. There was enough breeze to give life and motion, the rippling waters glittered in the sun, and the music of a band stationed amidships made a delightful undercurrent of harmony. Yet Dorothy looked thoughtful and preoccupied. “Mrs. Callander has found it more convenient to go below,” said Standish, placing his camp stool beside Dorothy as she sat in the stern, watching the shadows of the swift-sailing clouds as they flitted over the water. “Miss Oakeley seems to consider it her duty to rouse St. John’s dormant mental energies, and the rest of the ladies are neglecting their cavaliers, to amuse and interest our fascinating host. So I beg you will devote yourself to me, Dorothy.” “With pleasure!” she returned, smiling. “Are you still in the dolefuls?” asked Standish, looking keenly at her. “No—yet I am uneasy! I was so glad Mabel decided to drive with Herbert to Ravenstone, but I wont into her room just before kjtame away and found Nurse giving her sal-volatile —she had almost fainted! She seems to me to lose strength instead of gaining it.” “That must be your fancy, Dorothy!” “I do not believe it is! I told her she ought to make Herbert take her quite away from every one for a few weeks to Scotland or Switzerland, or Sweden or Norway. It would do them both so much good!” “You are a wise little woman. I believe, too, it would be a complete cure.” “Mabel seemed to like the idea, and said she would mention ” “Standish!” said their host, interrupting her —“Miss Oakeley is asking for you; she says you know the Legend of the Island Hermit! I think she is getting a .little tired of her benevolent efforts,” Standish rose somewhat reluctantly, and Egerton took his place, which he kept for a considerable time. When the voyage was accomplished, and the yacht glided into a small rock-tn-.closed creek, at the foot of which nestled a few fishermen’s cabins, and the inevitable tavern, they found Col. Callander and Mabel waiting on the rude little jetty —alongside which the yacht found ample depth of water. It being luncheon time, Egerton proposed having that meal served on deck, before they attempted the steep ascent. His suggestion was adopted unanimously, and a gay repaet ensued. Mrs. Callander sat on her frost's right, apparently not much the worse for her

voyage, and supported on the ot’Ket aid* by the Rev, S. Cole, with whom she exchanged from time to time a few words disapproving the fun ami laughter going on around her. Ultimately she preferred a comfortable seat on deck, an early cup of tea, and the society of her favorite divine to a long fatiguing walk to inspect relics of the past which did not interest her. The rest set forth to make their way upwards to the old Towers which frowned above at so formidable a height. Eger ton took charge of Dorothy so decidedly that they were pretty well left to themselves. “It is a terribly ruined ruin,” remarked Egerton, when they had finished their ex*, plorations, “come, let us make our way down. There is a pretty nook I want'to show yon—you have, I know, an artist’s eye for beauty.” Dorothy found then that they had lfhgered to the last, and that Mabel had taken her husband’s arm and was walking away between him and Standish. Dorothy ijvas a little vexed that guardian had scarcely spoken to her since Egerton had interrupted their conversa-, tion in the morning; she was consequently more disposed to be friendly with her host. half way between the ruins and the pier a faintly marked footpath turned to the left, leading apparently across the face of the cliff. “Let me show you the way,” said Egerton, passing her. “Is there a footing?” asked Dorothy. “Trust me!” he returned, and following him she soon found herself on a small projecting platform, in front of which some gorse bushes and several mos»grown stones formed a natural parapet, while a fragment of rock served for a seat—the outlook over the sea, to the lighthouse and chapel on the Isle before mentioned, made a delightfully tranquil, picturesque scene. “This is charming,” cried Dorothy. “How sweet and peaceful!” “Yes, it is sweet. Do sit down for a few minutes and forgive roe, if I am abrupt, but I seldom have a chance of speaking to you alone. I cannot lose this precious moment. Will you listen to, me? 1 want to tell you what I think of you.” “Don’t be too Complimentary,” said Dorothy, with a little uneasy laugh. “No, I shall speak the truth. Well, then, I think you are the brightest, sauciest, most womanly girl that ever charmed a man’s heart—and the desire of mine is to call you niy wife, sweet Dorothy!” He tried to take her hand; she drew it hastily away with a startled look. “Will you not speak to me?” he continued. “I do not know how to speak to you, Mr. Egerton,” in a distressed voice. “I do not—l do not seein able to believe you—to believe that you love me, I mean, when I do not love you, for, indeed, I do not.” “I know that only too well. But let me try to teach you. If you love no one else, I may succeed. Do you love anyone, Dorothy ?’ “No, indeed I do not, but somehow, Mr. Egerton, I do not think I should ever love you, nor do I feel L am the sort of girl you ought to marry ” She broke off abruptly. “I am quite old enough to know my own mind," said Egerton abruptly. "If your heart is free, I will not accept your present *no’ as final. lam desperately persevering, when my heart is set on anything, as it is now, Dorothy!” “Still, Mr. Egerton, do not think me unkind, but —but 1 do not believe 1 shall ever change.” “We shall see. Now you are looking uneasy. I do not want to keep you here against your will. Remember, though, I do not accept your refusal; give me a Tittle grace.” He caught and kissed her hand, holding it for a minute in his own. “Do not keep me. Mr. Egerton,” said Dorothy, who was greatly distressed. “I am more sorry than I can say to vex you —and—and —l want to overtake Miss Oakeley!” \ (To be continued.)

HOLLAND’S SEA FIGHT.

Heavy Dikes Which Are Built by the Winds Themselves. Appreciating the fact that the high chalk cliffs of England are no protection agadnst the Dutch engineers ddd not attempt to place an artificial vertical wall against the waves and the storm tides, but coaxed the sea to deposit hs sands on the shore and so build it up, rather than throw them inland, and then, hungry for more, eat into the shore. They believed it beat to satisfy its appetite, but induced It to toy with the sands which its own flood-currents and waves bring from other shores and from the offing depths. The sand thus dei>osited blows, In the gales, over the inland country. The engineers induced it to jjtop and build a barrier for them against the sea. One of the heaviest dikes along the coast was built by the winds themselves. yhe sand formed between the jetties becomes dry in sunny weather, and the surface is blown ashore when the wind is In that direction. It was desired to build a strong dike to connect with the sand dunes. This w-as accomplished by setting in the sand in rows aibout a foot apart tufts or dune sea grass near by. The tufts were placed about a foot apart— simply little handfuls of gross. The place for each tuft was dug out with the bauds, the tuft set into it and the sand pressed against it. The whole surface of the dry, sandy beach above high tide was covered “with this plantation, and just back of tt, at the highest point of the existing sandy area, one or two rows of reeds were set into the sand, their tops cut off, and the stalks left standing aibout four feet above the sand. The sand, drifting along over the surface, catches and In one windy day will almost bury the tufts of grass and stand up a foot along the rows of reeds. Then another plantation was ma<Jo, and another, until a massive dike was built up to the height of the adjoining dike. In high storm tides the waves will eait into the toe of the slope and pull down the sand, but by the same process of building the dike Is again restored to its former size.—Engineering Magazine. Garlic came from Asia and has been used since the earliest times. It formed part of thd diet of the Israelites in Egypt, was used by Greek and Roman soldiers and African peasants.

BANKS AND CURRENCY.

Of late the gold advocating press Is not saying that “the banks are safer than the Government!” This may be owing to the fadt thAt just now the people are Inclined. to be impatient with those who shovy a disposition to Impugn the ’stability and honesty of this government. . v Again, the recent big bank fallutft in Philadelphia, followed within the last week by a genuine boom in hank 1 wrecking in the East, may have cooled the ardor of the “sound money Tefc&tiF ers.” Lemuel T. .Terry, N#w Bedford, Lewis M'arher, of < Nolrth'-*' ampton. Mass.? and B. ll. : ''Sf#qrs;:ht Carthage, N, Y., have wrecked the banks with which they were connected and have stolen’an aggregate ot*pHjf-a million dollars. These faen werpajh "highly respected jpiepjbers of society!” and representatives of what President* McKinley calls “dur Beit citizenship. Will ‘the geld advocates again- take up the unpatriotic^false and stupid 1 cry that the banksuaEpftkfer, than the Government? Dossibly/foi* tEfetaS, la noother argument to advwncedn of handling the control of life euYrency over to the banks. To admit that tlife Government is safe and honest is t<* admit that therein no excuse for taking the power to. isrue currency away from the Government. But fActs prove that, in many instances, the bank* are not thaft bank honest, while the converse Js absolutely, true of the Government; heruA*’the gold clique argument lias <nd .weightand will be thoroughly discounted by, the people. I-'* • >' —•— ■, ' * Awakening] of the Giant, . How is it that not a single paper TU the United States that is advocating the cause of bimetallism finds anytime* to say a word in favor of an -AjrnloAmerican coin pact? The nnsWer is “dead easy.” There is not” A "-single newspaper advocating Independent bimetallism In the United states .that is owned in England, either in whole or in part. There is not a single paper advocating the gold standard ip >jtlie United States that is not also advocaf.--ing an Anglo-American alliance. There* is not a single paper advocating an understanding with England that Is not either wholly or in part owned in England. They do not represent the sentiment of the American people. Their present noise, however, will serve to. awaken the American people from their slumbers. When they awake they will sentence to British fortresses, as It worts nosg established among us and teaching failse doctrines.—National Democrat. . -

Nelson Dingley-Hia’Bill. There is a bright and beaming smile upon the usually rugged face of Mr. Nelson Dingley these days. He hears with delight the music of Dewey’s guns at Manila; the smell of-powder smoke Is as Incense unto his He glories iu the triumph of American mrttrs and h*e is particularly enthusiastic over' all propositions looking to the prosecution of hostilities. For every gun fired, ever?' naval skirmish tends to distract attention from Mr. Dlngley’s “bill to produce revenue.” As he justly remarks; “The expenses of war are of an extraordinary nature and must be met by extraordinary means of raising money.” It was no 11l wind that bore to the Hon. Nelson Dingley’s ears the clash of resounding arms. It was a zephyr freighted with balm to the troubled soul and carrying away disagreeable mutterings concerning a deficit of $10,000,000 per month. Grim visaged war Is a white-winged dove iu the eyfcs of Hon. Nelson. Business Interests and the War. When it Is borne in mind that all the men likely to be engaged In the war with Spain will not amount to 1 per cent, of the active working male population of the country, and that all the money that will be expended Is less than the capitalization of each of several railroad companies in the United States, the importance of the war, considered with respect to its effect on trade and industry, is Insignificant. There Is no good reason why business should not go on without serious interruption, and the reports of the trade reviews show that this is the view taken generally by merchants—Kansas City Star. The Gerrymander .Nuisance. The Suprt-nm Court of Illinois has very properly .k'llled the Infamous gerrymander enacted at the recent session of the Illinois Legislature. The decision goes to the very root of the question and any further attempt at apportionment until after the next census. Every step that Is taken towards putting apportionment beyond the reach of continued meddling Is beneficial, and If the States would adopt the rational basis of county representa. tion they would be rid of this perpetual nuisance altogether— Indianapolis Sentinel. Vast Power Given to One Man. No other Parliament. In pay other country of the world has ever given the executive a freer hand than Congress did when it voted unanimously and without a single restriction that $50,000,000. There are those who talk of the attempt of Charles I. to overthrow the rights and liberties of England, but he never dreamed of asking the House at Commons to put under his control any such sum as that.—Providence Journal. Unoy Has Work on Hand. Senator Quay is making the most determined efforts to seep re his own reelection to the United States Senate by forcing the election of his henchmen to the Legislature; he is also strenuously engaged In efforts to compel the election of his candidate to the office of Governor, and to accomplish the nomination of one of his local lieutenants for the office of Mayor of Philadelphia.—Philadelphia Ledger.

ME TOO!

Self-Pity Too Often Means Lom of V Moral Force* We all lovr sympathy. Perhaps that accounts for the fact shat few of us will listen to another’s tale of woe without chiming hpwitp an account of our own grievances. ; A small girl who has a baby brother.always seems to envy him the sympathy showered upon him when he has : the-colic. As soon as the mother tries to soothe the fretful baby and speaks pityingly to him, a small hand pulls bes arm, and a plaintive little voice sug'g?s\;s, “Me, too, mamma!” * 0b not in any' of Us go through the yvpfld\with a pitiful “Me, too”’ constantly on our lips? The heart"knoweth rH*{awn bitterness and the soul Its own .trjabh and It Is hard to cry out “Me, too!” when we see lavished upon others the’sympathy for wjileh we long and iwfiyvhieh we feel we •stand ip need. 1

*. yet how much braver it Is to keep silence! Every time we exercise the habit of self-cbntrol we jftln fresh Strength with Which to control ourselves. Last week I heard two women talking. Perhaps It wwuld be nearer/ m truth to say that one was talking, the other listening. The listener had recently been told by a specialist that a course of long and severe surgical treatment would be necessary to relieve RkJbAf a painful malady that had taken from her step and the roundsness from her figure. The talker her.self'had not been very well, and exphtterl upon her uncomfortable feelings ansshe many disagreeable things, such and regular exercise, her physician had prescribed for her case. ''You don’t know bow hard It is to have to suffer* so much"’ she complained., “You have lost flesh, but you are well, aren’t you? You never complain.” “I seldom have cause for complaint,” Wasthe cheerful reply. “I am Indeed you are so far from well.” Later I took my friend to task for 'her reticence on the subject of her health. “Why did you not tell her,” queried I, “.that her suffering is as nothing, to sours ?”

“Because,” she answered, “I will not allow myself to grtunble. It becomes a habit which annoys others and harms yourself. I simply dare not do it. I will not evep pity myself. If I did, I should l>e gone.' Self-pity means loss of moral force.” She had struck the right note. While we hold our ailments, physical <or mental or spiritual ,at arm’s length and fight them we keep brave, When we sink down and look at them in ali their hideousness, and wall, “Woe is me!” we lose the last atom of courage, and become weak and cowardly, mental or spiritualist and but as we value our moral strength of character and force of will; lot us refuse to utter the whining “Me, too!” — Harper’s Bazaar.

Where the Best Bananas Grow.

“The best bananas grown In the world come from Port Llmon, Costa Rica,” says Emil de Mario, of Npw Orleans. “They are shipped from Port Llmon. and the country gets about' 30 cents per bunch in gold. He is notified by wire from the seaport to cut, and has two days in which to gather and deliver at the railway. Trains composed of well-ventilated cars take the fruit to a fast steamer, which Is waiting to convey it abroad. The bunches will average about fourteen hands each, and each hand haiTfrom seventeen to eighteen bananas. When the bunch gets to New Orleans or New York they~are _ "worth about $4 each, a tremndous advance over the price paid the Costa Rican producer. “The planter, however, is surer of a safe profit than any other person handling the fruit. Jamaica negroes do all the labor attendant on the planting, culture and cutting, being better adapted to the work than the native peon. Jamaica bananas often make'' a finer appearance, but are not so prolific as the Port Llmon product. The best plantations of Costa Rica are subject to overflow, and the waters deposit a silt that greatly enriches the soil. Crops are ready for cutting the whole year round.”

Birth Rate of Males and Females.

Nature seems to be able to regulate the births of males and females without the help of German savants. It may be remembered that Buckle found that the average birth rate the world over was 21 boys to 20 girls, thus giving every Jill a chance for a Jack, after allowing for the greater death rate among males. ‘ The Springfield Republican is authority for the assertion that In Massachusetts for forty years the male birth rate relative to the. female has not noticeably changed, the number of male births to each 1,000 female births in the. last twenty years being 1,053 as compared with 1,069 for the preceding twenty years. In Europe observations covering ten years Indicate an average of 1,060 males born to every 1,000 females, England being at one extreme, with 1,038, and Italy at t|ie other, with I,o7l.—Louisville Courier-Journal.

One Kind of Tact.

RoWnsonr—Don’t tell me that Harris has bo tact. He ought to be hi the diplomatic service; that’s where he belongs. / Jarvis—What has given you such a high opinion of his ability? Robinson*-He asked me If I could change slo.a little while ago. I supposed he was going to pay me the five he owed me and I said 1 could. Then he asked me to lend him five more. A gentleman bought a dog which turned out to be of a very undesirable habits. “The man Vtlio sold Tilm Vo' tne,” said the purchaser, “called hinjta pointer; I call him a dlsappoluter.**

INDIANA INCIDENTS.

RECORD OF EVENTS OF THE PAST WEEK. Van Brock Gets a Penitentiary Sentence -Snicide of a Disappointed Young Man-Kille I While Watching a Blast-New Electric Railway* Guilty of. Embezzlement. Henry Von Brock, treasurer of the CigarmiUcers’ Union in Marion, wba was captured in Cincinnati by Sheriff Alexander haft, brought back to‘answer to the charge in the Circuit Court and sentenced to the penitentiary for from two. to fourteen years. Von Brock, it is also charged, embezzled funds of a church in Marion and qf William Irishman, a cigar whom he worked. ,A Fatal Entertainment. While wotkijiien Were blasting stumps from the roadway of the Union Traction Company I liter urban Railway one mile south of Summit villa Handy Crowell was killed by lieing struck on the bead by a piece of fulling stump. He was a spectator and behind /i tree watching the work and-dad not, notice a piece of th<? stump which v'as.mfjiyn above , the tops of the trees. He leaves a wife and two children and carried SI,OOO insurance.

Fatal. Shooting at Geneva. A man named Jar Vis Kvas probably fatally shot at Geneva. Jarvis was in company with Peter Ddno, with whom he had boon boarding. The men had been drinking, and when in the neighborhood of Buffo’s saloon became involved in a fight, in which Jarvis received the wound. Jarvis is a young cni*]ienter, who recently came to Geneva from Chicago, The cause of the quarrel is not known. _

He Wanted to Join the Army. It is thought that T. F. Purcell of Corydon Inis drowned himself because his parents opposes) bis enlisting in the army going to Culm. A message was sent to. the secretary of the Odd Fellows’ lodge at Corydon saying that T. F. Purcell, a member, had.drowned himself in the Ohio river near Jeffersonville. The man that scut the message answered the description of Ihireell exactly.

Electric Line to Maxinknckee. The 'proposed electric railway from some point-in Michigan to Danville, 111., via Argos, is now an assured success, as tlu> arrangements have been made for the right of way through Marshall County. The road will Ik> built on the survey as made some time ago and will touch Bourbyn, Argos, Lake Muxinkuckee and Winautac. ■>■ - • Marion Physician in Trouble. Dr. J. C. Lacey, u licensed physician of Marion, was arrested on a charge of counterfeiting. A full set of dies and some spurious coins were fount) in his possession. A small amountjgd the product had been put in circulation. Within Onr Borders. Yorktown, Delaware County, is soon to have a new eight-room school building, to cost SIO,OOO. Clark Lance, aged’ 10, Vas instantly killed at Vincennes trying to board a Baltimore and Ohio Southwestern switch engine. During a thunderstorm Homer Barnes, aged 10, oh George Cortleyow’s farm, near Shelbyville, was instantly killed by lightning. Mrs. Anna Whalen horsewhipped Mrs. Hattie Warner of Crothersville. Mrs. Whalen accused Mrs. Warner of meddling in her domestic affairs. Trof. Drybread, principal of the North School building -at Hartford City, was badly burned about the face by an explosion of hydrochloric acid-iu his laboratory. The Republicans of Parke, Vermilion and Vigo counties nominated Dr. O. M. Keyes of Dana for joint senator, and J. F. Compton of Perrysville for joint representative. The body of an unknown man waa found in the river at Madison. He had a sandy complexion, heavy red mustache, fairly well dressed and was about 35 year* old and five feet six inches high. The laxly was buried by the coroner. Jack Herrington, a South Bend stonecutter, killed himself, first attempting to murder Mrs. Teresa K. Vnhlert, with whom he boarded. The man was madly in love with the woman, who had rejected his frequent proi>osals of marriage. The trial of Perry Fair, ex-deputy treasurer of PeKalb County, for raising county orders came to a close in the Steuben Circuit Court. Hhe jury disagreed. This is the last of the De’Kalb County men held under indictment for conspiracy to rob the county pf $50,000. Mrs. Eliza llulen, aged 100. the oldest person in Knox County, was burned to death at her home iu Edwardspott. She was partially paralyzed and In lighting a pipe her clothing caught tire and her charred body was found shortly afterward by the family, who had been iu the field at work.

Ihivie Hedrick, a deaf mute, was shot in the head in the woods not far from l’e«dleton. His-throat was cut in a fiendish manner. A man named Thamer Cory was with him at the time of his death and is held at Anderson as the murderer. Cory had taken the mute's money from hit pocket. The managers of the Penn Plate Glass Company, the anti-trust concern, whottH plants at Irwin, Pa., were destroyed by fire three weeks ago at a loss of $750, have l>egun a wholesale reduction of saw aries aud wages at the American plants! in Madison County; which they secure* recently at a cost of $700,000. One bun* dred and fifty-polishers walked it is feared all employes will follow thefcg lead, and a serious state of affairs will result. Mauy men are coming from lewd to till the positions. Scott Brothers, druggists and station ers, with two stores in Kokomo, made «■ assignment. J. C. Dolman was made ad signee. Assets, SIO,OOO, with $4,000 lid bilities. J Richard H. Green, aged 75, one of tMj pioneer residents of Jeffersonviilp, wm| found dead iu bed. He was a civil gineer worked the greater part q>t the day. The Democratic convention to noiaffl .bate a SftMlHSenator for the joint distrUla of Cass and Pulaski counties was ImH at Logansport and Jndge Maurice Wtji| field was nominated ou the first ballot^