Rensselaer Republican, Volume 20, Number 48, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 August 1888 — Page 6

■j>r"- . The JltimbUcan. Geo. E. Maiwhaix, Publisher. RENSSELAER, - INDIANA

The discovery that one of the alleged Burlington and Quincy “conspirators” was a Pinkerton detective does not tend to strengthen the raise against the accused. The detective testified that he voluntarily procured the dynamite and promoted in all ways the plot to destroy the company’s property. The interest of the spy, for glory and reward, was of course to encourage and lead on the discontented men to unlawful deeds which without his connivance they might never have attempted. " This is not a practice to encourage. , The bill passed by the House, arid certain to be concurred in by the .Senate, providing that Staites which have established or shall hereafter establish homes for disabled soldiers shall be paid SIOO per annum for each soldier thus supported is altogether just and reasonable. In the course of time, it is to be hoped, all the States which furnished Union soldiers will have homes of that kind; and it is right that the Federal Government should help to maintain them, according to some definite and permanent plan of contribution, like the one proposed by this bill.

The Chicago police have devised a new way to deal with the Anarchists who may be under suspicion. Chief Hubbard says that heis afraid that the time will come when an infernal machine loaded with dynamite will be placet! in some house being searched by the police and that it will blow the searching party into eternity. To prevent such catastrophe the police in such cases will compel the suspected Anarchist hiinself to do the searching. If there is any blowing up to be done the Anarchist and the police will go skyward together. It is safe to say that with this rule in vogue there will be no infernal machine.

Boston until very recently had a very bad pre-eminence in the matter of youthful criminals, her Jesse Pomeroy being the youngest murderer ever sent to prison in the country. Kentucky, however, has come to the rescue of the club and relieved it from some port ion of its disgrace by sharing it. To the penitentiary at Frankfort there was sent last week a little fellow only 11 years old convicted of murdering his little sister. The "* sentence is for life, but it is to be hoped in the interests of humanity that the State of Kentucky will be moved by this terrible spectacle of a baby serving a life sentence to make some better provision than it now has for the care and reformation of youthful wrongdoers.

Ix the list of deaths from poisoning in Great Britain—sll in a single year—-ninety-five,over one-sixth, were caused by lead. The people of all civilized countries are in nee<sof special caution concerning the use of lead. Lead pipes, lead faucets, lead solder, and in many other forms, lead is a subtle and terrible danger. Thousands suffer from lead poisoning who do not die thereby. It should never be used, when by corrosion it can become an element in food or drink. The symptoms art* so easily laid to other causes that it can do serious mischief before its presence is suspected. Its‘use in red precipitate as a solder on pipes is specially dangerous. Next to lead, the cases of poison most numerous were from opium, then from carbolic acid. Belladonna and alcohol, aconite; ehlorodyne and hydrochloric acid follow in the list with nearly equal pace. For suicidal purpose carbolic acid was used in forty-two cases, morphine, opium and laudanum in fortyone. The fashion in suicide is very variable.

Cromwell's Harrison.

Hew York Tribune. The history of Benjamin Harrison and his ancestors is full of action and interest. One of his progenitors was the General Harrison mentioned in the following entry made by Samuel Pepys in his diary under date of October 15, 1660: “I went out to Charing Cross to see General Harrison hanged, drawn and quartered, which was done there, he looking as cheerful as any man could do in that condition. He was presently cut down and his head and heart shown to the people, at which therejar as great shouts of joy. It is said that he said that he was sure to come.shortly at the righ hand of Christ to judge them that now had judged him; and that his wife do expect his coming again. Thus it was: my chance to see the King beheaded at Whitehall, and to see the first blood shed in revenae for the King at Charing Cross,” General Harrison had been appointed by Cromwell to convey Charles I. from Windsor to Whitehall tor- his trial and he signed the warrant for the beheading of the King. When the King was in General Harrison’s custody he was struck withhis soldigrly appearance and he told him he had been informed that he (Harrison) would assassinate "Kh. . HaiSiiiiirwel that Parliament would not strike the King secretly. The descendants of the patriot of the commonwealth came to America soon after the hanging at Charing Cross, but the family did not come prominently Into view until just before the Revo-

THE MARTYRS OF LIFE.

OPPRESSOR S SCEPTERS WILL NOTALWAYSOVERAWE. Worrit of Comfort to THo*e Hero** nnri Haiolna* Wtto H»v< SulT. red a*ri Done Right. Rev. Dr„Talmage preached at lakeside, Ohio, Sunday. Subject: “The martyrs of every day life.” Text: ’‘Thou, therefore, endure hardness.” lit Timothy, ii., 3. He said:

Historians are not slow to acknowledge the merits of great military chieftains. We have the full-length portraits of the Cromwells, the Washingtons, the Napoleons and the Wellingtons of the world. Historv is not written in black ink, but with reel ink of human blood. The gods of human ambition do not drink from bowls made out of silver, or gold, or precious stones, but out of the bleached skulls of the fallen. But lam now to unroll before you a scroll of heroes that the world has never acknowledged—those who faced no guns blew no bugle blast, conquered no eities, chained no captives to their chariot-wheels, and yet, in the great day of eternity, will stand higher than those whose names startled the nations, and seraph, and rapt spirit, and archangel will tell their deeds to a listening universe. 1 mean the heroines of common, every-day life. In this roll, in the first place, I find all the heroes of the sick . room. When Satan had failed to overcome dob, lie said to God: “Put forth Thy hands and touch his bones and his flesh, and he will curse Thee to Thy face. Satan had found out what we have all found out, that sickness is the greatest test of one’s character. A man who can stand that can stand anything. To be shut in a room as fast as though, it were a bastile; to be so nervous you cannot endure the tap of a child's foot; to have luxuriant fruit, which tempts the appetite of the robust and healthy, excite our loathing and disgust when it first appears on the quitter, to have the rapier of pain strike through the side,or across the temples, like a razor, or tq put the foot into a vise, or throw the whole body into a blaze of fever. Yet there have been men and women, but more women than men, who have cheerfully endured this hardness. Through years of exhausting rheumatisms and excruciating neuralgias they have gone, and through bodily distresses that rasped the nerves, and' tore the muscles, and paled the cheeks and stooped the slipirklers. By the dim light of the sick room taper ' they sawon their wall the picture of that land where the inhabitants are never sick. Through the dead silence of the night they heard the chorus of the angels. The cancer ate away her life from week to week and day to' day, and she became weaker and weaker, and every “good-night” was feebler than the “good night” before —yet never sad. The children looked up into her face and saw suffering transformed intoaheavenly smile. Those who suffered on the battle-field, amid shot and shell, were not so much heroes and heroines asthose who in the field hospital and in the asylum bad fevers which no ice could cool and no surgery cure. No shout of a comrade to cheer them, but numbness and aching, and homesickness—yet willing to suffer, confident in God, hopeful of heaven. Heroes Of rheumatism. Heroes of neuralgia. Heroes of spinal complaint. Heroes of sick headache, j Heroes of lifelong invalidism. Heroes and heroines. They shall reign for ever and ever. In this roll J also find the heroes of toil, who do their work uncomplainingly. It is comparatively easy to lead a regiment into battle when you know that the whole nation will applaud “t he victory; it is comparatively easy to doctor the sick when you know that your skill w ill be appreciated by a large company of friends and relatives; it is comparatively easy to address an audience, when in'the gleaming eyes and flushed cheeks you know- your sentiments are adopted; but to do sewing where you expect that the employer will come and thrust his thumb through the work to show how imperfect it is, or to have the whole garment throw n back on you to be done over again; to build a wall and know there will be no one to say you did it well, but only a swearing employer howling ncross'the scaffold; to work until your eyes are dim and your back aches, and your heart faints and to know that if you stop before night your children, v ill starve. Ah! the sword has not slain so many as the needle. The great battle fields of our last war w:ere not Gettysburg and Shilrih and South Mountain. The great battle fields of the last w ar were in the arsenals and in the shops and in the attics, where women made army jackets for a Sixpence. They toiled on until thev died. They had no funeral eulqgium, but. in the 'name of my "God, this day I enroll their names among those of whom the world was not worthy. Heroes of the needle.. Heroes of trie sewing machine. Heroes of the attic. Heroes of the cellar. Heroes and heroines. Bless God for them.

In this roll I also find the heroes who have uncomplainingly endured domestic injustices. There are men who for their to 1 and anxiety have no sympathy in their homes. Exhausting application to their business gets them a livelihood, but an unfrugal wife scatters it. He is fretted at the moment he enters the door until lie comes out of it. The exasperations of business life augmented by the exasperations of domestic, life. Such men are laughed at, but they have a heart-breaking trouble, and they would have long ago gone into appalling dissipations but for the grace of God. Society to-day is strewn with the wrecks of men, who. under the northeast storm of domestic infelicity, have been driven on the rocks. There are tens of thousands of drunkards in this country to-day, made such bv their wives. ' That is not poetry. That is prose. But the wrong is generally in tne opposite direction. You would not have to go far to find a wife whose life is a perpetual martyrdom. Something heavier than the stroke of the first, unkind words, staggerings home at midnight, and constant maltreatment, which have left her only a wrectrof u hat she wag~on lEaf~~daywlien in the midst of a brilliant assemblage the vows were taken, and full orcarriage rolled away with the- benediction of the people. * What was the burning of Latimer and Ridgley at the stake compared with this? Those men soon became unconscious in the fire, but here is a fifty years’ martyrdom, a fifty years’ putting to death, yet uncomplaining. So bitter words when the rollicking companions at two o’clock in the mom-

ing pitch the husband dead drunk into the front entry. No bitter words when wiping from the swollen brow the blood struck out in a midnight caroitfcal. Bending over the battered and bruised form of him, who, when he took her from her father’s home, promised love, and kindness, and protection, yet nothing but sympathy, and pravers, and forgiveness before they are asked for. No bitter words when the family Bible goes for rum, and the pawnbroker’s shop gets the last decent dress. Some day. desiring to evoke the story of her sorrows, you sav: “Well, how are you getting along now?” and rallying her trembling voice, anti quieting her quivering lip, she says: “Pretty well, I thank you, pretty well.” She never will tell you. In the delirium of, her last sickness she may tell all the secrets of her lifetime, but she will not tell that. Not until the books of eternity are opened on the thrones of judgment will ever be known what she has suffered. ‘ Oh! ye who are twisting a garland for the victor, put it on that pale brow. When she is dead the neighbors will beg linen to make her a shroud, and she will be carried out in a plain box with no silver plate to tell her years, for she has lived a thousand years of trial and anguish. The gamblers and swindlers who destroyed her husband will not come to the funeral. One carriage will be enough for that funeral one carriage to carry the orphans and the two Christian women who presided over the obsequies. But there is a flash, and the opening of a celestial door, and a shout: “Lift up vour head, ye everlasting gate, and let her come in!” And Christ will step forth and say: “Come in; ye that suffered with Me on earth, be glorified with Me in heaven.” I find also in this roll the heroes of Chistian charity. We all admire the George Peabodys and the James Lenoxes of the earth, who give tens and hundreds of thousands of dollars to good objects. But lam speaking this morning of those who, out of their pinched poverty, help others—of such men as those Christian missionaries at the West, who are living on $250 a year that they may proclaim Christ to the people, one of them, writing to the secretary in New York, saying: “I- thank you for that $25. Until yesterday we have had no meat in our house for three months. We have suffered terribly. My children" have no shoes this winter.” And of those people who have only a half loaf of bread, but give a pieqe* of it to others who are hungrier; and of those who have only a scuttle of coal, but help others to fuel; and of those who have only a dollar in their pocket, and give twenty-five cents to sombody else; and of that father who wears a shabby coat, and of that mother i who wears a faded dress, that their children may be well appareled. You call them paupers, or ragamuffins, or emigrants. I call them heroes and. heroines. You and I may not know where they live, or what their name is. God knows, and they have more angels hovering over them than you and I have, and they will have a higher seat in heaven. They may have only a cup of cold water to give a poor traveler, or may have only picked a splinter from under the nail of a child’s finger, or have put only two mites into the treasury, but -the Lord knows, them, considering what they had, they did more than we have ever done, and their faded dress will become a white robe, and the small room will be an eternal mansion, and the old hat will be a coronet of victory, and all the applause of earth and all the shouting of heaven will be drowned out when God rises up to give His reward to those humble workers in His kingdom. Who are those who were bravest and deserved the greatest monument-r-Lord Claverliouse and his burly soldiers, or John Brown, the Edinburgh carrier, and his wife? Mr. Atkins, the persecuted minister of Jesus Christ in Scotland, was secreted bv John Brown and his wife and Claverhorise rode up one (fay with his armed men and shouted in front of the house. John Brown’s little girl came out. He said, to her, “Well, miss, is Mr. Atkins here?” She made no answer, for she could not betray the minister of the Gospel. “Ha!” Claverhouse said, “then you artfh chip off the old block, are you? I have something bony pocket for. you. It is a nosegaySome people call it a thumb-screw, but I call it a nosegay.” And he got off his horse and he put it cn the little girl’s hand and began t© turn it until the bones cracked, and she cried. He saidj “Don’t dry, don’t cry; this isn’t a thumbscrew; this is a nosegay.” And they heard the child’s cry. and the father and mother came out, and Claverliouse said: “Ha! it seems that you three have laid vour holy heads together determined to die - like all the rest of your hypocritical, canting, .sniveling screw; rather than give rip good Mr. Atkins, pious Mr. Atkins, you would die. I have a telescope with me that will improve your vision,” and he pulled out a pistol. “Now,” he said, you old pragmatical, lest vou should catch cold in this cold morning of Scotland, and for the honor and safety of the King, to say nothing of the glory o.f.God and the good of our souls, I will proceed simply amt in the most expeditions style possible to blow your brains out.” John Brown fell upon his knees and began to pray. “Ah!” said Claverliouse, “look out it you are going to pray; steer clear of the King, the council and Richard Cameron.” “0! Lord” said John Brown, “since it seems to be Thy will that I should leave this world for a world where I can love Thee and serve Thee more, I put this poor widow woman and these helpless, fatherless children into Thy hands. We* have been together in peace a good while, but now we must took forth to a better meeting in heaven, and as for these poor creatures blindfolded and infatuated, that stand before me, convert them before it is too late, and may sat in judgment in this lonely place on this blessed morning, upon me, a poor, defenseless fellow-creature, may they in the last judgment find that mercy which they have refused to me, Thy most unworthy. hut most faithful servant. Amen.” y-; -' ; —r . - He rose tip and said, “Isabel, the hour -has came of which I spoke, to~you 05~ the morning when d proposed hand and heart to you. and are you willirijr now, for ihe love of Godfto let me <he?"t?he put her arms around ’Hrifa. and sawt- = wrhe Lord "gave, arid -the Lord~Eath taken away. -Blessed be the name of the Lord!’ “Stop that sniveling,” said Claverhouse. “I have had enough of it. Soldiers, do your work. Take aim! Fire!” And the head of John Brown was scattered on the ground. While the wife was gathering up in her apron, the

fragments of her husband’s head—* gathering them up for burial—Claverhouse looked into her face and said: “Now, my good woman, how do you feel about your bonnie man?” “Oh! ! *"«he said, “I always thought weel of him; he has been very good to me. I had no reason for not thinking ■weel' of him, and I think better of him now.” 0, what a grand thing it will be in the last dav to see God pick out his heroes and heroines. Wtm are those paupers of eternity trudging off from the gates of heaven? 'Who are they? The. Lord Claverhouses and the Herods and those who had scepters, and crowns, and thrones, but they lived for their own aggrandizement, and they broke the heart of nations. Heroes of earth, but paupers'of eternity. I beat the drums 1 ot their eternal despair. Woe! woe! woe! But there is great excitement in heav•n.. Why those long processions? Why the booming of that great' bqll in the tower? It is coronation day in heaven. Who are those rising on the thrones with crowns of eternal royalty? They must have been great people on the earth, world-renowned people. No. They taught in a ragged school. Taught in a* ragged school! Is that all? That is all. Who are those souls waving scepters of eternal dominion? Why, they are little children who waited on invalid mothers. That all? That is all. She was called “Little Marv” on earth. She is an empress now. Who are that great multitude on the throne of heaven? AVho are they? Why, they fed the hungry, they clothed the naked, they hea ed the sick, they comforted the heart broken. They never found ally rest until they had put their head down on the pillow of the sepulcher. God watched them. God laughed defiance at the enemies who put their heels hard down on these, His dear children; and one day the Lord struck His hand so hard on His thigh that the omnipotent sword rattled in the buckler, as He said: “I am their God, and no weapon formed against them shall prosper.” What harm can the world do you when the Lord Almighty, with unsheathed sword,fights for you?

I preach this sermon for comfort. Go home to the place just where God has put you, to play the hero or the heroine. Do not envy any man his money Or his applause, or his social position. Do not envy any woman her wardrobe or her exquisite appearance. Be the hero or the heroine. If there he' no flour in the house and you do not know where your children are to get bread,listen, and you will hear sometning tapping against the window pane. Go to the window and you w-ill find it is the beak of a raven; and open the window and there will fly in the messenger that fed Elijah. Do you think that the God who grows the cotton of the South will let you freeze for lack of clothes? Do you think that the God who allowed the disciples on Sunday morning to go into the grainfield, and then take the grain and rub it in their hands and eat—do you think God w-ill let you starve? Did you ever hear the experience of that old man: “1 have been young, and now I am old, yet have I never seen the righteous forsaken or his seed begging bread.” Get up out of your discouragement, Oh! troubled soul, Oh! sewing woman, Oh! man kicked and cufled by unjust employers, Oh! ye w-ho are hard besetfin the battle of life and know not which way to turn. Oh! you bereft one, Oh! yon sick one, with complaints you have told to no one, come and get the comfort of this subject. Listen to our great Captain’s cheer. “To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the fruit of the tree of life which is in the midst of the Paradise of God.”

A Good War Story.

Said Congressman Cummings, of New York, at a recent Washington dinner: It was the night after Cliancellorsville, and they were trying to force us back into the Rappahannock at Banks’s Ford. It was a nasty night, vbry dark, and the bullets w-ere dropping around with rather tod much persistency for qomfort. As I stooped down to bring the heads of any rebs who might be in view againsUjffidr horrison, I saw a ragged cap outlined against the sky. The silhouette was strong enough for me to see that both cap and wearer were rebs, and that they were inside onr lines. Calling a comrade, I waited until Johnny Reb was quite °close, and, stepping up, one on each side, we made him a prisoner. He was a queer specimen. On his back was. a knapsack of untanned hide, and boots of the same style hung from his belt. We took him into camp, and all sat around a while. The reb was moody and melancholly. His capture evidently greatly affected him-. Finally I said to him: “Look here, don't feel so badly. You’ll be t riffled in a day or so, .and it Will be all right.” The words only served to increase 1 his grief, and he, bursting into tears, blubbered: “I wouldn’t er cared so blame much if this hadn’t er tuk place so blame sudden. Yer see, Yank, I’ve er been tighten near two years for promotion, an’ toinorrer I wuz ter been made corporal. It’s too dog-gone bad to be tuk like this jess before I was promoted.” Here he cried like a baby. Well, we didn’t think the fellow was any coward. He had just set his heart on promotion, and it was nearly broken by his capture. We talkthe matter over, and it * ended in half bury ing the reb in the leaves, and leaving him there to get back in the best way he could to his promotion. We had determined that he should have that eorporalship if we could help him to it.

CONDIMENTS.

Did it ever occur to you that in groggy weather the halyards are always tight when the sails get full? The poultry raiser, like the sailor knows ell about fore am* off An exchange asks, “Do dogs talk?” Well, we’ve often seen, in shipping inteli igence, barks spokehr The body of a man. dressed iD female clothing was found floating in the lake at Chicago the other day. Another mugwump gone. When the mugwumps begin to grow despondent, Grandmother Georgians Wilhelmina Curtis should be closely watched.—Peoria Transcript.

INDIANA STATE NEWS.

Tramps sleep in the Michigan City parks. J They have watermelon socials at Laporte. Burglars are securing a good .deal of boodle in New Albany. Lawrenceburg people want to set their watches by a town clock. —_—_— Natural gas in large quantities is allowed to go to waste in Anderson. Joe RosenthaL an Indiana hore thief, has been arrested" at Covington, Ky. Now is the time for Indiana fanners to head off Canada thistles and prevent tsh reireed being scatteed. The county fann of Elkhart county produced 679 J hhshels of wheat, which sold for 75 cents per bushel. The surrender of many toll roads to the counties is causing toll road stock to depreciate throughout the State. Dr. A. C. Carter, of Charlottesville, committed suicide, Monday, by taking morphine. Cause: Domestic unpleasantness. Fort Wayne may get a hay fork factory from Westtown, New York. Such an enterprise is seeking a location in Indiana. Fredericksburg, Washington county, has a ball club called the “Deadly Dynamiters,” and one bailed the “Gory Thunderbolts.” A runaway at Washington, Wednesday, threw Jack Canfield out of a wagon and killed him. He was single, and aged about twenty-five. Columbus people keep right on haviug parties during warm weather. It is said that about all the available young ladies in the capital of Bartholomew county are engaged. The contract for piping natural gas to Peru was let Wednesday. Nearly fifty miles of pipe is necessary, and the work is to be completed in sixty days. An immense force will be emploj ed. Freeman Heated, of Seymour, who was injured in a wreck near Lawrenceburg, September 3, 1887, has brought suit against the O. '& M. Company in the Jackson Circuit Court for $20,000. The wheat crop of Wabash county, now nearly threshed out, will not average, it is estimated, over four bushels to the acre, and the grain is of inferior quality. Corn, however, as it is throughout the State, is in splendid condition. Six of a gang of nine thieves, who have been robbing Vigo county farmers, were arrested at Terre Haute, on Friday, Charles L. Hepler, a sewing-machine repairer, who was first arrested, confessing and informing on the others. Three escaped. It was in regard to a young lady, admired by both, that Henry Beeket and Tom Fisher collided, twenty-five miles east of Vincennes Monday night, at Montgomery. Beckett wears a bullet in his thigh, which is uncomfortable and dangerous. 1 A suit has been brought at Jeffersonville to prevent the probation of the will of the late Mrs. Elizabeth Walthen. Her estate is worth $225,000, and, as was stated at the time of her death, there will be a w r arm contest over the disposition of her property. A fourteen-year-old son of John Rikert Of Morris township,near Mount Vernon, while driving a wagon loaded with stove wood, fell under the vehicle and the wheels passed over his stomach, Monday morning. He lingered tw r o hours and died in terrible agony. An immense flow of gas has been

struck at Millgrave at a depth of 840 feet.» The flow was small at first but increased at every stroke of the drill until it was impossible to get the drill down. The gas is remarkably pure, being free from water and oil, and the well is pronounced one of the strongest in the State. Millgrove is situated on the Panhandle, six miles east of Hartford City, After six weeks of wedded bliss Charles Phillips, of Enfield, White ceunty, Illinois, left his wife,who was Hattie Angle, of Vincennes. He returned to her a month ago so. get $l5O, which she received from her guardian. He said they would go West and begin life over again. They got as far away as Kansas City, when Phillips disappeared, taking the money*with him. A dispatch received from Marion, Thursday morning,announces the death by suicide of Joseph B. Ragan, a recent resident of that place, formerly of Piqua, O. Ragan was about twenty-five years of age, and was married, about a week ago, to Miss Lou Craven, of Marion. With his bride he was on his way to Kansas City, where he expected to reside. The affair appears enshrouded in considerable mystery. Prof. Cobb, who has been superintendent of mechanical engineering at the Rose Polytechnic Institute, has left Terre Haute, and” it is thought for good. Furthermore, he went away with a

young women who is not his. wife. It has been known, for some time that he has had domestic and financial troubles, and has recently been trying to get a divorce from his yife, in which he failed. ' ’ ‘ The preliminary hearing of James iiMw, a-ffi£altliy farmer of Grantcounty, who killed David Fisher accidentally with a maul two years ago, resulted in •the discharge of the prisoner. The chaige was murder. There was no evidence tending to show that the killing was intentional. A suit against Shaw for SIO,OOO damages, brought by the widow of his victim, is still pending. Jesse Mason captured alive a rare cnalrp specimen on his farm, Bouthwest - ’ ■ > "i'" -

of Montpelier, Wednesday. It is a three-vear-old diamond rattlesnake. It is the first of its kind ever seen in that section. The snake is now at the Herald office, where hundreds have viewed it. All rattlesnakes are lively, but the diamond, compared to the ordinary, is in speed as the thoroughbred to the plowhoree. The Oawfordsville Journal is of the opinion that the “Athens” must stir herself or go under. Seven business rooms in prominent localities are vacant and many dwelling horises are without occupants, the Journal says, and while neighboring towns'are pushing ahead the Montgomery county capital is at a stand-still. The conclusion of the paper is that-‘‘the time has come when natural gas and booms are indispensable to the city.”

The White Cap reformers have now turned their attention to Franklin Murray and James Fallow, two Mormon missionaries, who havd been at work in Perry county. They had converted two young women, Clara Tyng and Maggie Jarvis, and the four were passing through the country getting other recruits for Utah. They stopped at a farmhouse, Friday night, and found a bunch of swithes on the door Btep next morning, with a warning to leave the country. They prissed to another house, Saturday night, and were taken out by the regulators and flogged, the elders being very severely handled. Some of the Mormons are at work in Craw-ford county, but have been warned to leave. The .report of the State Board of Equalization was completed and approved Friday morning. While reductions were made in the assessment upon several roads, the changes in the aggregate show an increase of $2,140,713,Upon which the railroad companies must pay tax. track has been increased from $3,679,55 to $5,715,75, second main track from $81,26 to $108,82, side track from $1,155,04 to $1,236.11, and rolling stock from $5,663.87 of $5,588.21 The total increase in miles to track is $174.53. Patents were granted the following named Indiana inventors, Tuesday: Theodore P. Heinman, assignor of onehalf to F. T. Roots, Connersville, sign advertising card, etc.; Kate Hendricks, Shelbyville, bustle; Arthur S. Hickley, assignor to Jenney Electric Company, apparatus for supplying liquids in gas generators; Henry W. Kramer, Newtonville, wheel hay-rake; Adolph F. Praham; Indianapolis, signal lamp; Silas B. Rittenhouse, Liberty Mills, hand seeder;. John W. Shewmaker, Terre Haute, car door; Lewis Townsend arid S. E. Auten, Evansville, telegraph key; Andrew Van Sickle, Gessie, tuyers. Mrs. John Flannagan and her sister-in-law, Miss Flannagan, living near Dora, Wabash county, have been suffering from a strange malady. The affliction strongly resembles hydrophobia, but neither' of the women nor their friends can remember of having been bitten by a dog. In one of the convulsions Mrs- Flannagan bit off half her tongue, and to prevent her inflicting further injury her mouth has been tied. The case thus far has completely baffled medical skill, and it is the belief of the physicians of the country rorind that neither will long survive. The Tact that both were stricken at the same time is regarded as oue of the most mysterious phases of these singular cases.

He Gave His Bond for $50,000,000.

Paris Dispatch, London standard. M. Gharles Demachv, the great banker, who died suddenly on Friday just as he was getting ready to go to business, was buried yesterday. He was one of those who, during the siege of Paris by the Germans, gave his bond to Prince Yon Bismarck, at the office of Messrs. Rothschild, for the 200,0(X),000 francs which the conqueror asked for in gold as the price of refraining from marching their triumphant battalions rightthrough Paris. M. Jules Ferry, then Mayor of Paris, and M. Mallet witnessed the signatures, and when the bond was shown to the Chancellor he iirimediately postponed his request for ready cash. M. Demaehy had a splendid house in Paris, the feature of which was that everything there was a I’Anglais.

Civil Service Examination.

Chicago Mai). Does your mother know you are out? If not why not? Suppose a Republican paper though lukewarm support of its party loses its grip and reduces from 3 to 2 cents—what then? What is the matter with Ben Harrison? , y, Are you any good? If you are, why don’t vou set ’em up? T - Were you born in this country? If so, what are you here for? Show cause for breathing, if you are as you say, native bonp, - -

To Be Well-Bred.

Never press a favor frhere it seems undesired. y , Never^ intrudejll health, pains, Josses Never talk or laugh aloud in public places or upon the street. —• Never forget that vulgarity has its. origin in ignorance or selfishness. Never urge another to do anything against his desire unless you see clanger before him. Do not ask another to do what you would not be glad to do under similar circumstances. ~