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hope. Ah, met what battle* I have fousht! I would I knew the rune that layi The (warning ahadea of weary day*. That ttke the lonely home of thought I » A raatleaa rabble nnaubdued; A wild and baagtrd mnltitudc: *" Distorted ahapei that spring from tears. And torments born of wedded fears. Sometime* amid tbe changing rout. A ntinbowed figure glides about, And from her brightnea*. like the d<y. The whlmpUngshows dins away. I know that lyre of seven strings. The seven colors of her wings; The a?ven blossoms of her crown— There violets twine for amethyst : Small lilies white as silkweed ddwn. ' Those myrtle sprays her locks have kissed And pansies that are beryl blue. With in-idescent dewy eyes >■ Of buds that bloom in ParadUe Come often, thou ethereal child: Now string thy lyre and sing to me. Tby voice ecstatic, fresh and wild. Knthndla each dark-browed fantasy Beyond the walls she bids me'peer - - - To see a future dim and dear; Sweet faces shining through the mist Uke children waiting to be kissed, A lovely hand that knows no pain. Atlantis land beyend life's main, Where we who love may love again Ah, me! is thia beyond the plan Of God's beneficence to man?

A MYSTERIOUS SUMMONS.

A Murder and It, R-sult* The following story was told me by a lady. She was the wife of a rich equire in the east of England, after whose death she married a well-known Italian. She was a woman of rem irkable ability and of great information, though somewhat eccentric. She had heard the story, with dates and names of persons. These she had forgotten, and bad never been able to supply them. She declared, however,' that she was positively assured that all the details had been verified by the French public authorities where the events related had occurred, and that the records still existed somewhere, if the place could only be found. < During the first French Revolution, two Frenchmen of high birth, Count A. and Viscount 8., were dispatched by the Royalist party on a mission to England. During their journey on horseback to a northern part of France, where a vessel awaited them, they were on one occasion oenigbted in the middle of a wide heath. Riding slowly forward, they perceived a light from what turned out to be a large ano solitary chateau. After st me knocking, steps .were heard slowly coming in the yard within, and at last the door was cautiously unlocked. A porter or caretaker peered through the narrow opening and asked the reason of the knocxing. “We have lot t our way and are tired and hungry. We require shelter and food for ourselves and corses. - ’ ‘ Impossible!” was the churlish reply, and the door was about to be closed, when one of the travelers intercepted it with his loot and producing a pistol, saic. “We are quite ready to pay for pur lodging and supper, but we cannot go further to-night.” The caretaker paused for a moment as though reflecting, and at last he said: “I will give you shelter for the night and food for yourselves and the beasts, on one condition, viz., that you give me your word of honor as gentlemen, which I am sura you are, that nothing will induce you to leave the room I give you, and that to-morrow at daybreak you go on your journey without asking „any questions.”— The promise given, the door -was opened, and the horses taken to the etables, which were within the court The porter then led the two travelers up a splendid staircase and through a long corrider hung with tapestry, at , length turping into a large empty room furnished as a drawing room, and evidently belonging to the dwelling of a wealthy noble. Near the door was a large fireplace in which a fire eoon biased. Candles were lighted, and the travelers saw two large and luxurious beds, with rich bangings, one nearer to the entrance than the other. A table was placed near the fire, and before long a substantial supper was brought, the utensils supplied for the meal, and all the belongings of the house showing considerable luxury. After eating their supper the two travelers went to rest. The elder took the bed nearest the doot*, leaving the other, at some feet off, to his companion. Logs had been placed on the fire sufficient for the night, the door was locked, and the way-faretis gladly betook themselves to sleep. 1 About an hour after going io sleep the elder suddenly woke, starting in his bed. He could not account for this sudden waking. The room was strongly lighted by the fire, there was no noise, and Count A. was about to lay himself once again on tbe pillow, when a remarkablesig it met him. Aman of striking appearance, with a gray beard but dressed in a blouse, walked slowly toward the bed. When he had approached within a few feet he beckoned three times to the Count, as though wanting him to follow. The Count gated at him without moving, when the figure, bowing courteously, turned round and walked slowly away, stopping from time to time and looking back, repeating his beckoning gesture with an imploring

gue till he reached the door, when he disappeared. Naturally startled at this unusual appearance, Count A. rose from hiajjed and walked to the door to see if it had been tampered with, but it was still locked. Very weary, he turned in bis bed and once mire fell asleep. About an hour later he rgtin started in the same sudden manner. Again he saw the same figure, thia time nearer the bed. Again did it beckon Him to follow, and, movirg toward the door, turned with great eagerness, and still oftener than before, to repeat the same motion with bisband. The hand was that of a gentleman, small and white, and with a ring on one of tbe fingers. Frightened at this extraordinary apparition. Count A. this time woke his companion and narrated what had passed. “Nonsense,” replied the latter, “you ate too much supper and have been awoke by a nightmare. I am really too tired to talk about it.” ___ The nervous ear-e«- < n<TR with which tbe elder traveler tepeatid the story, however, impressed the younger, until he proposed that the curtains of the Count’s bed should be tied to the bedclothes of his, so that in the case of a third visit he could be awakened without noise. After securely fastening tbe curtains of one bed to the coverings of the other each returned to bis own couch. 7* many years in sucession It is a great dry-weather plant, and its roots grow far down, but just how far on an average no one knows. They have been found to extend from 10 to 20 feet below the surface. It must be mown just as it begins to bloom or the stems will become woody and of far less value. About twenty pounds of seed are required to the acre. It is cured precisely the same as clover, though requiring more room in the field as it soon spoils if rain ed npon. We here of cases where the field has been cut three times averaging two tons in the cutting. Such yields are exceptional, and we doubt if they will ever be given in New York. Its feeding value is thought to be somewhat greater than that of red clover, and its fertilising value is probably as great, To a horse with weak loins and poor appetite, give one pint of linseed oil every other evening until the bowls become quite loose. Apply a mustard poultice or ammonia and oil liniment to the loins, rubbing well into the hair, and cover with a blanket for a few hours. Repeat daily until the skin becomes thickened and the hair erect, indicating that the surface has been mildly blister ed. When tbe effect of this blister has passed off repeat the application if necessary A third time the Count was awakened in the same startling manner. The figure stood close toJiis bed, and the face of the visitor looked down on that of the awakened sleeper. The features cf the apparition were plainly marked. They exhibited great pain and sadness. The Count grasped the hangings! The Count jerked at his curtains, but they fell back without resistance, for the knot had become untied. Once again the figure retreated sorrowfullv, turning but seldom to beckon, as though tbe attempt had been given up in despair. It w.-is now near daybreak. The Count awoke his companion, and they sat up together till morning. Shortly after dawn the caretaker, according to previous agreement, knocked at the door, which the Count unlocked without difficulty, and tho morninemeal was brought in. The caretaker looked curiously at the two visitors as though inclined to ask questions. He, however, did noTcarry out” this intention. - - The travelers,mindful of their promise, made no remark. The horses, well groomed and refreshed, were ready for their journey, and the two companions left the’chateau, the caretaker refusing to accept any payment or gratuity. The two men rode away, reached their port of embarkation, and arrived safely in England.

Not many years later the elder of tbe two returned to France and accepted the new state of things. The Bonaparte government offered him an administra tive post in the north. This the Count accepted, and among the other induce- i ments which led to his acceptance was the chance of elucidating tho mystery which constantly recurred to his memory. A very short time elapsed after assuming his duties when he made inquiries as to the chateau and its owners. The story told him was that the chateau belonged to the Marquis de —, a gentleman of great wealth and of retired habits. When somewhat advanced in life he had married a girl of low extraction but of great beauty—the daughter of the peasant who now took care of the chateau. A year or two after their marrisge a half brother of the Marquis had left the army and come to reside with his brother, and some months later all three Lad disappeared from the country' together without leaving any address, the chateau being placed under the care of the father of the Marquise, an old gamekeeper. The rapid succes sion of incidents in the Revolution, by absorbing public interest, had prevented inquiry. The caretaker led a gloomy, solitary life at the chateau. He was little seen exoept when he went out to make purchases; but he always appeared to be well provide d with money. Arming himself with the necessary legal authority, which probably lent itself eatily to the functionaries of the

State, the Count prepared to investigate the mystery. He accordingly repaired to the chateau wit’h the agents of the law, and a priest well known in the neighborhood, to whom the story had been told, On arriving at the house the caretaker endeavored to withstand the intrusion, but yielding to force, the gate was opened, and the Count anti the priest proceeded straight to the room where the.incident had occurred. “I think,” said the priest, “this affair at present belongs more to me thap to the law. Allow me to spend tbe n’ght here alone. All I require is a lantern and a pistol, There will be force within hearing, but I believe the mystery can be «olved more easily by one man than by many.” The brave old man’s ofler was accepted. The Count and his at tendants posted . themselves in other pr rts of the house, keeping the caretaker with them.. A fire was lighted in the large room, and the priest was left there alone with his prayer book. He had hot remained long, when the figure appeared beckenirg to him, and he at once rose to follow. It passed through the door, always looking from time to time to see that the priest was behind. It led the way through a long corridor, then into a room which still contained all Ihe appearance of a lady’s. In the corner was a small staircase, down which the priest descended in obedience to the summons of the apparition. It led to a small vestibule which opened into a chapel. The figure walked blowup the aisle, ascended the steps of the altar, then suddenly disappeared. The priest, following with his lantern, perceived after some search a brass ring on the very spot where the figure had vanished. It was evidently the handle of a trap door, which, however resisted all the attempts of the priest to raise it. He fired his pistol, and soon the Count and his attendants came to his help. The door raised, a steep ladder staircase led into a vault At the bottom of the ladder lay a human skeleton, dress ed in clothes similar to those worn by the apparition, and with a beard still hanging to the chin. A ring was on tbe finger. The caretaker made little difficulty in confessing the real facts. The Marquis, who was a man of tbe kindest disposition,and had treated his half-brother with unwonted indulgence, had discovered that too intimate relations existed between him and his wife. Frightened at his orders to them to leave the house, the two had murdered him as he slept in the large room, and conveyed his body along the passage through which the figure had led tne priest. The caretaker was taken into confidence and left to look after the house and property, whil? the criminal couple had left the country and were living in Belgium under an assumed name, supplied with money by the woman’s father, the caretaker.from the resources of the property, to which the half-brother was the natural heir. He and the woman were brought back to France, tried and executed.

This story was told me nearly forty years ago, at J ersey, during the year of the first Exhibition. Though in simple language, it was related with great dramatic force apd undoubted good faith. The lady declared to me that she fully believed that the Btor v had been officially recorded in the archives of the state, municipal and provincial departments in France. She was by birth of consid; erahie rank, and members of her family” had been in close friendship with many emigres. She promised to let me know ifs h e e ver heard- of i t again^-but—L-eaw-little of her afterward, and she is now dead. It would be interesting to know whether her narrative had any fonnda tion. Some one who may have Heard this tale may supply the-information. I have never heard cf it from any other source, no. read of it in any book. The narrator told me that those who had first related the story were evidently believers in its truth.

Declined with Thanks

Philadelphia Bulletin. On Wednesday afternoon, when President Corbin was undergoing the pointed examination of the Congressional committee, he alluded to the fact that he thought it would be unjust for the committee to take peremptory action without first visiting the mines. “Oh, don’t you worry about that,” said Cha man Tiliman; “we propose going to the mines to make inquiries.” “Well,” Mr. Corbin said, “if it is your purpose to do so we should be pleased to furnish you with the best railroad accommodations without any expense.” ‘ That’s very kind, Mr. Corbin,” said the genial South Carolinian in a broad Southern accent, “but the United States have furnished us with plenty of money to see us through. And again we don’t want to be under obligations to any one. This is an imns’-tial inquiry.”

“Us All."

The Judge. Tramp—Here’s a pie I stole off yer window, mum. I want to bring it back. Housekeeper—Well, I’m glad you’ve got some conscience. Tramp—Yes’m, I’m tough, but I don’t care to eat a'strange mince pie. So long as nineteen out of every twenty ladies look better in high h*fa than in low ones the theatrical critics will kick in vain. And, as a matter of fact, the view of the stage might as well be shut off in four fifths of the plays.

LIBBY PRISON TUNNEL.

How Over One Hundred Union Cap- [ tivee Escaped. Extract* from Century Magazine. The really historic portion of the building once known as Libby prison, later used as a tobacco warenouse, and how about to be transplanted to Chicago, was the tnnnel by which Col. Thomas E. Rose and 108 other union soldiers escaped the noisome walls. Heroism was never more conspicuously displayed in all the long, weary years of tbe war than by the little band which, in spite of almost incredible difficulties, dug the way to freedom for its own members and, so far as the welllaid plans are concerned, of all the thousand or so other unfortunates. The story of the tunnel is charmingly told by Frank E. Moran in the current number of tl e Century. Old Libby is, and was, a detached building, and thus easy to guard by sentries. The plan of tunneling out was the creation of one brain, that of Thomas E: Roie,colonel ofthe77ch Pennsylvania volunteers—now a captain in the 16th United States Infantry—who was taken prisoner at the battle of Chickamauga, Sept. 20, 1863. On his way to Richmond he escap’d from his guards at Weldon, N. C., but, after a day’s wandering about the pine forests with a broken foot, was taken by a detachment of confederate cavelry and sent to Libby prison, where he arrived Oct. 1, 1863. The prisoners were not allowed on the ground floor except in the day time, so that Rose and his faithfnl co-laborers had first to cut an ‘ 8” shaped hole from an accessible room through a floor or intervening wall to one below, a chamber to which they had no access. There only tools were an old chisel and some jack knives. These, combined with a rope and a box-spittoon, formed the sole plant for carrying on their stupendous undertaking. Their early efforts were attended oy wrong leads and a whole army of apparently, insuperable difficulties, and nearly half a dozen times bands that had been formed of the other prisoners to prosecute some apparently feasiole plan were dissolved in dispair. The work had been largely in sewage soaked soil, tbe earlier projects having contemplated escape by means of sewers leading to the adjacent canal. This had to be abandoned when it was found that the conduit in question was too narrow to admit even the slimmest of the party, and was in addition lined with oak planks, which their worn out tools refused to make any impression on. A previous effort to reach a six-foot sewer had resulted in the flooding of their works by canal water and the narrow escape of Rose from drowning. Up to this time, says Moran, thirtynine nights had been fentin the work of excavation. The mennow madea careful examination of the northeast corner of the cellar, at which point the earth’s surface outside the prison wall, being eight or nine feet higher than at canal or south side, afforded a better place to dig than the latter, being free from water and with clay-top enough to support itself. The unfavorable featuie of this point was that the only possible terminus of a tunnel was a yard between the buildings beyond the vacant lot on the east of Libby. Another objection was that even when tbe tunnel should be made-to that point, the exitof any escaping party must be made through an arched wagon way under the building that faced the street on the canal side, and every man must emerge on the sidewalk in sight of the sentinel on the south side of the prison, the intervening space being in the full glare of a gas-lamp. It was carefully noted, however, by Rose, long before this, that the west end of the beat of the nearest sentinel was between fifty and sixty feet from the point of egress, and it was concluded that by walking away at the moment the sentinel commenced bis pace westward, one would be far enough into the shadow to make it impossible that the color of his clothing could be made out by the sentinel when he faced about to return toward the eastern end of his beat, which terminated ten or fifteen feet east of the prison wall. ‘ It was further considered that as these sentinels had for their special duty the guarding of the prison they would not be eager to burden themselves with the duty of molesting persons seen in the vicinity outside of their jurisdiction, provided, of course, that the retreating forms—many of which they must certainly see—were not recognized as Yankees. All others they might properly leave for the challenge and usual examination of the provost guard who patrolled the streets of Richmond. The party now consisted of Col. Thomas E. Rose, 77th Pennsylvania; Major A. G. Hamilton, 12th Kentucky; Capt. Terrance Clark, 79th Illinois; Maj. George H. Fitzsimmons, 30th Indiana; Capt. John F. Gallagher, 2d Ohic; Capt. W. S. B. Randall, 2d Ohic; Capt. John Lucas, sth Kentucky; Capt. I. N. Johnson, 6th Kentucky; Maj. B. B. McDonald, 101st Ohio; Lieu. N. 8. McKean, 21st Illinois; Lieu. David Garbett, 77th Pennsylvania; Lieu. J. C. Fisla-, 7thlndiana, artillery; Lieu. John D. Simpson, 10th Indiana; Lieu. John Mitchell. 79th Illinois; and Lien. Eli Foster, 30th Indiana. This party was divided into three reliefs, and the work of breaking the cellar

wall was success ally done the first night by McDonald and Clark. The earth was very densely compressed sand, that offered a strong resistance to the broad-bladed chisel, which was their only effective instrument, and it was clear that a long turn of hard work must be done to penetrate under the fifty-foot lot to the objective point The lower part of the tunnel was about six inches above the level of the cellar floor and its top about two and a half leet. Absolute accuracy was of course impossible, either in giving the hole a perfectly horizontal direction or in preserving uniform dimensions; but a fair level was preserved, and the average diameter of the tunnel was a little over two feet. Usually one man would dig, and fill the spittoon with earth' tpor the signal of a gentle pull; an assistant would drag the load into the cellar by the clothes lines fastened to each side of this box, and then hide it under the straw;a third constantly fanned air into the tunnel with a rubber blanket stretched across a frame, the invention of the ingenious Hamilton; a fourth would give occasional relief to the last two, while a fifth would keep a lookout. When the opening had been extended nearly across the lot, some of the party believed they had entered under the yard which was the intended termi nus; and one night when McDonald was the digger; so confident was he that the desired distance had been made that he turned his direction upward, and soon broke through the surface. A glance showed him his nearly fatal blunder, against which, indeed, he had Deen earnestly warned by Rose, who from the fiist had carefully estimated the intervening distance between the east wall of Libby and the terminus. In fact, McDonald saw that he had broken through in the open lot, which was in full view of a sentinel who was dangerously close. The last effort was made by Rose alone one Saturday night. It was not cuctom* ary for the confederates to visit the operating cellar on Sunday, and he determined to make the most in his power of the now precious time. He therefore caused all the party to remain upstairs, directing them to keep a close watch on the confederates from all available points of observation, and to await his return. Taking McDunald with him, he went down through the fire place before daylight on Sunday morning, and, bidding Johnson to keep a vigilant watch for intruders and McDonald to fan air into tbe passage, he entered the tunnel and began the forlorn hope. From this time forward he never once turned over the chisel to a relief.

By midnight he had struck and passed beyond a post which he felt must be in the yard. During the last few minutes he had turned his course upward, and to relieve his cramped limbs ho turned upon his back. His strength was nearly gone; the feeble stream of air which his comrade was trying, with ail his might, to send him from a distance of fiftythree feet, could no longer reach him throrgh the deadly stench. His senses reeled; he had not breath or strength enough to retreat backward through his narrow grave In the agony of suffocation he dropped the dull chisel and beat his two fists against the roof p! his cave with the might of despair, when-r blessed boon! the crust gave way and the loosened earth showered upon his dripping face, purple with agony; his famished eytreatight-sight of a radiant star in the blue vault above him; a flood of light and a volume of cool, delicious air -poured over him. At that very inetant the sentinel’s cry rang out like a prophecy: “Half past I,and all’s well!” Recovering quickly under the inspiring air, he dragged his body out of the hole and made a careful survey of the yard in which he found himself. He was under a shed, with a board fence between him and the east side sentinels and the gable end ofLibby loomed grimly against the blue sky. He found the wagon way under the south side building closed from the street by a gate fastened by a swinging bar, which,after a good many efforts, he succeeded in opening. This was the only exit to the street. As soon as the nearest sentinel’s back was tnrned he stepped out and mads a minute examini tion of Libby from all sides.

He retraced hie steps to the yard, hunted up an old piece of heavy plank, crept back into the tunnel, feet first, drew the plank over the opening to conceal it, and crawled back. McDonald was overjoyed, and poor Johnson almost wept with delight as Rose handed one of them his victorious old chisel and gave the other some trifle he bad picked up in the outer world as a token that the underground railroad to God’s country was open. On Tuesday evening, Feb. 9, at 7 o’clock, Col. Rose assembled his party and waited till the last man had descended. They all made the passage in safety, and, awaiting their opportunity, left the vicinity singly. The nlan agreed upon for the programme by which the others should escape was frustrated by information leaking out among the bulk of the prisoners. There was a mad rush for the tunnel. This was followed by a panic and equally wild stampede for the upper floors. Moran was thrown to the floor in the confusion and severely bruised but finding himself alone be decided to make the effort, and succeeded in making his escape, only to be

recaptured, as was Col. Rose, when in sight of the Federal outposts, and returned to Libby., Qf. she fifteen men who dug the successful tunnel four are dead, viz : Fitzsimmons, Gallaher, Garbett and Capt W. 8. B. Randall lives at Hillsboro, Highland county, Ohio; Col. Terrance Clark at Paris, Edgar county, Illinois; Capt. Eli Foster at Chicago; Col. N. 8. McKean at Collinsyi.le, Madison county, Illinois, and Capt. J- C. Fislar at Lewiston, I. T. The addresses'of Capts. Lucas, Simpson, and Mitchell are unknown at this writing. Of the 109 who gjt out that night, fifty-nine reached theunfon lines, fortyeight were recaptured and two were drowned.

TOPICS OF THE DAY.

THE STORY Off THE CRIMES AT THE INSANE HOSPITAL TOLD IN A FEW WORDS. The “Brown Bill,” a partisan Democratic measure, introduced in the Legislature of 1883, by Jason B. Brown,made the three great benevolent institutions of the State the ipoils of the Democratic caucus,and “Dr.” Harrison, Phil Gapen and B. H. Burrell were elected by a strict party vote as the Trustees for the Indiana Hospital for the Insane. Howhave they administered their trust? These men have filled the Asylum with their political henchmen for partisan purposes. They have purchased legislative influence by wholesale nepotism. They have established sinecures, iiave paid excessive wages to political favorites, and reduced to a system the traffic for place. They have permitted and encouraged political activity, electioneering,tberaisingof campaign funds; the formation of Democratic political clubs ft the Asylum; the candidacy of emplo' es and their attendance at political conventions, thus impairing the efficiency of the service and diverting the funds of the whole people to party pur» poseS in consideration for political wort They have so conducted the Asylum that 643 changes bad to be made in leas than four years bv reason of the unfitness and incompetency of their employes. They have thus consigned the insane to the care of reckless, brutal attend* ants, by whom one patient was wilfully suffered to escape, by whose negligence others were killed,and by whose cruelty many of these helpless beings were systematically beaten, tormented and abused. Under their administration, hogs were killed for the tables of the patients out of a drove dying from a malignant and contagious disease; oleomargarine, rancid and maggoty butter, decayed and wormy apples, peaches and prunes; bad bread and coflee; rice, fish, pork, cheese and other articles unfit to eat were furnished and supplied to the insane, while food better in quality and in greater variety was placed upon the tables of the officers. They caused goods to be accepted by the Hospital which were not according to the contract, and which were unfit for use, because such goods were furnished by contractors who were their personal and political friends. They fraudulently allowed a claim of SSOO to be paid out of State 'funds, of which they were trustees, to C. 8. Weener, an attorney employed in defence of the iniquitous management before tne Committee of the House of Representatives. After their misdoings had been exposed, they procured the appointment of a committee by the Senate for the purpose of exonerating themselves from their guilty responsibility for these abuses. The investigation of their conduct was taken away from the Senate Committee on Benevolent Institutions, to which it properly belonged, and was consigned to a special committee appointed by Green Smith, who was a personaTbeneficiary of the present corrupt system of party management. Thia committee was composed in part of other beneficiaries of this corrupt management, among whom was a relative of one of th“ members of the Board of -TruftßeA-gn.i a TgardHty oh saig~~com~ mittee were the devoted political adherents of said Board. They procured as the fit instrument of their defense an attorney, Henry N. Spaan, a man then under charge of fraudulently altering election returns, and who was then under indictment for crimes committed in connection therewith. They Corruptly procured the appointment of this man, their own attorney, to be the attorney of the Senate Committee, who were their judges, and thus caused him not only to assume inconsistent duties hut to be corruptly allowed the sum of 1200 out of the moneys belonging to the State for services performed in their behalf. By their said attorney there was drawn up and prepared a pretended report and finding of facts, filled with falsehoods and misstatements of. every kind, which paper was signed by the chairman of the Senate Committee, and adopted by vote of the Democratic members of the Senate, and published as a correct statement of their administration of the Hospital. Mr. Gapen abandoned his duties as Trustee for a year to engage in business in Arkansas, and yet demanded and received salary for services which were never performed, out of a futid which w as not applicable for such a purpose. As Treasurer of the Asylum he received from Mellen & Co. a rebate upon the purchase money for goods sold to the Asylum by that firm, which rebate he feloniously embezzled and when detected he falsely charged that the sum had been appropriated by Dr. Fletcher, an innocent man, who had never received the money. According to his own testimonv he was in the habit, as Treasurer of the Board, of paying out money without taking receipts therefor, and he erroneously paid out funds of the State for debts which had already been paid in full. Even after the investigation conducted by the last General Assembly, he continued to abandon his. duties as Trustee and Treasurer of the. Board tor proeecu e his private business in Arkansas, and continued to draw pay for services which he neglected to perform. »—■ ■ FAITHFUL ALLIES: Detroit Tribune. The third party will make an extraordinary effort to carry Indiana for the Democrats.