Rensselaer Republican, Volume 25, Number 14, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 December 1892 — Page 7

HUSKING TIME.

The Harvest and Thanksgiving Season Dr. Talmage’s Topic. The Ancients Were Acquainted With Our American Corn— The Year's Harvest Forshadows the Earth’s Harvest. Rev. Dr. Talmage preached at Brooklyn last Sunday. Subject ‘The Ingathering of the Harvests.”' Text Job v. 20, “As a Shock of Coro" .Cometh in in His Season.” He said: • This is the time of the year for husking corn. If you have recently been in the fields of Pennsylvania, or New Jersey, or New York, cr New England, or in any of the country districts, you know that the corn is all cut. The sharp knife struck through the stalks and left them all along the iield uutil a man came with a bundle of straw and twisted a few of these wisps of straw into a band, and then, gathering up as much of the corn as he could compass with his arms, ho bound it with this wisp of straw, and then stood it in the field in what is called a shock. There are now at least two billion bushels of corn either standing in the shock or having been already husked. The farmers gather one day on one farm and then aqother day on another farm, and they put on their rough husking apron, and they take the husking peg, which is a piece of iron with a leathern loop fastened to the hand, and with it unsheath the coru from the hush and toss it into the golden heap. Then the wagons come along and take it to the corncrib. About corn as an important cereal or corn as a metaphor the Bible is constantly speaking, You know about the people in famine coming to buy corn of Joseph, and the foxes on fire running into the“standingcorn,” and about the oxen treading out the corn, and about the seven thin ears of corn that in Pharoah's dream devoured the seven good, ears, and the “parched corn” handed to beautiful Ruth byrthe harvesters of Bethlehem end Abigail’s five measures of* parched corn,” with which she hoped to appease the enemies of her drunken husband, and David’s description of the valleys “covered over with corn,” and “the huudful of corn in the earth,"and “the full corn in the ear,” and Christ’s Sabbath morning walk through corn fields, and the disciples “plucking ears of corn,” and so I am not surprised to find corn husking time referred to in my text, “As a shock of corn cometh in in his season." ... There is a difference of opinion as to whether the orientals know anything about the corn as it stands in our fields, but recent discoveries have found out that the Hebrew knew all about Indian maize, for there have • been grains of corn picked up out of ancient crypts and exhumed from hiding places where they were put flown many centuries ago, and they have been planted in our time and have come r up just such Indian maize as we rajse in New York and Ohio; so I am right when I say that mv text may refer to a shock of corn just as you and I bound it; just as you aud 1 husked it. It is high time that the King of Terrors were thrown out of the Christian vocabulary. A vast multitude of people talk of death as though it were the disaster of disasters, instead of being to a good man the blessings of blessings. It is moving out of a cold vestibule into a warm temple. It is migrating into groves of redolence and perpetual fruitage. It is a change from bleak March to roseate Juns. It is a change of matmeies for garlandss. It is the transmuting of the iron handcuffs of earthly incarceration into the diamond wristlets of a bridal party, or to use the suggestion of my text, it is only husking time. It is the tearing off of the rough sheath of the body that the n ight and the beautiful soul may go free. Coming in “like a shock of corn cuineth in in his season.” Christ broke up a fnn. era! procession at the gate of Nain by making a resurrection day for a young man and his mother/ and I would that 1 could break up your sadness and halt the long funeral procession of the world’s grief by some cheering and cheerful view of the last transition. We all know that husking time was a time of frost, Frost on the fence ; frost on the stubble ; frost on the ground ; frost cn the bare broaches of the trees , frost in the air ;"frost on the TiaocTs fifth uskers. You remember we used .to hide between the cornstalks eo as to keep pff the wind, but still j r ou remember now shivering was the body and how painful was the check, and how beuumbed were the hands. But after awhile the sun was high up, and all the frosts went out of the air, and hilarities awakened th*. echoes, and ioy from one corn shock went up, “ Aha, aha! ” and was answered by joy from another corn .shock, “ Aha, aha!” So we all realize that the death of our friend is the nipping of many expectations, the freezing, the chilling, the frosting of many of our hopes. It is far frfttn being a south wind. It comes out of the frigid north, and when they go away from us we stand benumbed in body and benumbed in mind and benumbed in soul. We stand among our dead neighbors, our dead families, and we say, “Will we ever get over it?’* Yes, we will get over it amid-the shoutings of heavenly reunion, and we.will'look bock to all these distresses of bereavemont only as the temporary distresses of* husking time. “ Weeping tuuy endure for a

night, but joy cometh in the morning. ” Of course the huskihg time made rough work with the ear of corn. The husking peg had to be thrust in, and the hard thumb of the husker had to come down on the swathing of the ear, and then there was a pull and there was a ruthless tearing, and then a complete snapping off before the corn was free, and if the husk could have spoken it would have said, .“ Why do you- lacerate me? Why do you wrench me?” Ah, nay friends, that is the way God has arranged that the ear and husk shall part, and that is the way that he has arranged that the body and the soul shall separate. You can afford to have your physical distresses when you know that they are only forwarding the soul’s liberation. Every rheumatic pain is only a plunge of the husking peg. Every neuralgic twinge is only a twist by the husker. There is gold in you that -must come out. Some way the shackle must be broken. Some way the ship must be launched for a heavenly voyage. You mustriet the Heavenly Husbandman husk off the mortality for the immortality. There ought to be great consolation in this for all who have chronic ailnients, since tfye Lord is gradually and more mildly taking away from you that which hinder’s your soul’s liberation, doing gradually for you what for many of us in robust health perhaps he will do in one fefl blow at last. At the close of every illness, at the close of every paroxysm you ought to say, “Thank God, that is all past now.” You will never suffer the same pain twice. You may have a new pain in an old place, but never the same pain twice. The pain does its work and then it dies. Just so many plunges of the crowbar to free the quarry stone for the building. Just so many strokes of the chisel to complete the statue. Just so many pangn to separate the soul from the body. You who have chronic ailments and disorders are*only paying in installments that which some of us will have to pay in one payment when we pay the debt of nature. Thank God, therefore, ye who have chronic disorders, that you have so much less suffering at the last. Perhaps this may be an answer to a question which I asked one Sabbath ixiorniiig but did not answer, Why is it that so many good people have so dreadfully to suffer? You often find a good man with enough pains and distresses, you would think, to discipline a whole colony, while you will fiud a man who is perfectly useless going about with easy digestion and steady nerves and shining health, and his exit from the world is comparatively painless. How do you explain that? Well. I noticed in the husking time that the husking peg was thrust into the corn, and then there must be a stout pull before the swathing was taken off the ear and the full, round, healthy, luxuriant corn was developed. while on the other hand there was corn that hardly seemed worth husking. We threw that into a place by itself and we called it nubbins. Some of it was mildewed and some of it was mice nibbled, and some of it was great promises and uo fulfillment. AH cobs and no corn. Nubbins! After the good corn had been driven to the barn we came around with the corn basket and picked up these nubbins. They were worth, saving, but not worth much. So all around us there are people who amount to comparatively nothing. They develop into no kind of usefulness. They are nibbled on one side by the world, and nibbled on the other side by the devil, and mildewed all over. Great promise and no fulfillment. All cobs and no corn, Nubbins! They are worth saving. I supEosemany of them will get to heaven, ut they are not worthy to be mentioned in the same day with those who went through great tribulations" into the kingdom of our God. Who would not rather have the pains of this life, the misfortunes of this life—who would not rather be torn and wounded and lacerated and husked and at last go in amid the very best grain of the granary—than to be pronounced -pot worth hulking at all. Heaven—one great neighborhood reunion! All kings and queens, all songsters, all millionaires, all banqueters. God the Father, with His children all around Him. 'No ‘ goodby” in all the air. No grave cut in ail the hills. River of crystal rolling over bed of pearl, under arch of chrysoprese, into seas of glass intermingled with fire. Stand at the gate of the granary and see the grain come in; out of the frosts into the sunshine, out of the darkness into •the light, out of the tearing, and the ripping, and the twisting, and the wrenching and lacerating, and the husking time of earth into the wide open door of the King's granary “like as a shock of coru cometh in in his season.” Yes, heaven is a great sociable with joy* like the joy of busking time. No one there feeling so big he declines to speak to some one that is not so large. Archangel willing to listen to smaller cherub. No bolting the door of caste at one heavenly mansion to keep out the inhabitant of a smaller mansion. David taking none of the ars of a giant killer; Joshua making no one halt until he passes because he madethe sun and moon halt; Paul , making no assumption over the most ordinary preacher of righteousness: Naaman, captain of the Syrian host: no more honored than the captive maid who told him where he could get a good doctor. Ob, my soul, what a country! The. humblest man a king, the poorest woman a queen, the incauest house a palace, the shortest lifetime And what is

more strange about it all is we may all get there. m I remember that in the husking time there was a great equality of feeling among the neighbors. There at one corn shock a farther would be at work who owned two hundred acres of ground. The man whom he was talking with at the next corn shock owned but thirty acres of ground, and perhaps all that covered by a mortgage. That evening at the close of the husking day, one man drove home a roan span so frisky, so full of life they got their feet over the traces. The other man walk home. Great difference in education, great difference in worldly means, but I noticed at the husking time they all seemed to enjoy each other’s society. They all seemed to be happy together in those good times. And so it will be in heaven. Our Father will gather his children around him, and the neighbors will come in. and the past will be rehearsed. And some one will tell of victory and we will celebrate, it. And some one will tell of a great struggle, and we will praise the grace that fetched him out of it. And some one will say: “Here is my old father that I put away with heartbreak. Just look at him! He is as young as any of us!” All the shocks of corn coming in in their season. Oh, yes, in their season. Not one of you having died too soon, or having died too late, or having died at haphazard. Planted at just the right time. Plowed at just the right time. Cut down at just the right time. Garnered at just the right time. Coming in in your season. Ob, I wish that the two billiorl bushels of corn now in the fields or on their wav to the seaboard might be a type "of the grand yield Of honor and glory and immortality when all the shocks come in,

WALLED IN BY CORAL.

Natives Found on the Hidden Plateau of a Little Island. A curious discovery has been made on the island of Kitaba, one of the Trobriand group, off the northeastern coast of New Guinea. A great many sailors passing this little island have imagined it had no inhabitants because they saw no evidence of human occupation. Sir William McGregbr, the adtuinistrutor of British New Guidea, says the island has an area of only five or six squre miles. On all sides it presents a low and slightly sloping margin, usually a quarter of a mile broad, covered by heavy timber. Within is a precipitous coral wall which can be ascended only in a few places. The bank rises to a height of 300 to 400 feet. Onee at the top the visitor finds this wall a plateau which occupies the whole of the center of the island and is from 50 to 100 feet below the wall surrounding it. There about 1,000 natives live and till their gardens. The rich, chocolate colored soil yields them an ample supply of food. "Tbeylire completely protected from the wind by the rocky rim that incloses their plateau. The island seems to have been an atoli which was lifted above the sea several hundred feet, so that the atoll ring now forms the coral wall surrounding the plateau. On this elevated and almost iDaocessible plain are thirteen villages each ofi which contains over twenty houses. Sir William McGregor says the natives gave him a most pleasant reception. He found it difficult to travel through some villages on account of the yams, cocoanuts, mats and other articles that were laid down hefore_hiinfor. his acceptance. There are uo inter-tribal~hostilities, and it is not possible for the natives of other islands to oppress" the people, because on their plateau, naturally fortified as it is. they are inaccessible to the hostile tribes. The drainage of the plateau is excellent. There are great cavities in the coral wall through which the rainfall filters and makes it way to the sea.

Henry Clows’ Opion.

Those persons who believe that extravagance, like charity, should begin at home, will derive much satisfaction from the theory advanced by Mr, Henry Clews that the cholera scare may yet be worth millions of dollars to this country,, “Asiatic cholera is a disease naturally foreign to our country,” said Mr. Clews to the phrasewritor. Tt is epidemic only in foregin lands. The recent cholera scare is likely to impel people on this side of the Atlantic to forego their annual.

. JOLLY JISGLE3. The summer has gone with her grr.nirib The meadows are seat anti brown, The stovepipe is going up !o-day And the hammock is cowing down. —New York Press. The dudheen and the r-slumet Are hardly of one type: The red nan's being a pipe of peace And Pat's a peiece of a pipe. ‘-Puck. She said she would marry at twenty-eight, And 1. like a fool, decided to wait. I've been waiting so long 1 begin now to fret, But she will not confess to twenty-eight yeU —New York Herald. I would not live alway, 1 ask not to stay: My neighbor ticxi door On the cornet does play. —Kansas City Journal.

A Post-Graduate Course in Georgia.

He's done been through college an’ he's got his eddicatlon. An’ it's sworn to with a blue an’ yaller seal; An' now he's gitiln’ ready to enjoy his long va- : ~ cation An’ the ole mule's waitin’ for him In the fifel’ With a "gee:” an’ a ■•whoi:" An" a "git up thar an’ go:" An' a sweatin' In the row; 4n' the He will speak Ibai-. To that ole mule will be Greek W hi e he parses with the nlowstocks An’ muJte a syntax with the hoe —Atlanta Constitution. Caldwell. N. C,, it 13 reported, has raised an eight pound potato.

ON THE TOANO GRADE.

Frank Ball; Millard In San Francisco Arjjo- - caul. i—.—u__,— Dark and dumb and cold as death Itself lay the dry mesa. It was late at night.' ;The coyotes bad ceased to howl. The owlsnotongergavefortK their dismal hoots. Ho breath stirred the leave's of the dry grease wood and sage. The cold stars shone out as they only shine through the rare, clear eye of the desert. The slim horn of the cold moon dropping down ovgr the far away buttes, glinted the wheel worn edges of two steel rails that ran away into blankness on either side of the spot Near the railroad stood a ghostly telegraph pole, and its wires also ran awa/ into the blankness.'. If there were any sounds at all in the air it came from these wires. But they must have been mere whisperings, for the man who lay under them heard them not. The man wax, frightfully, -strainedly awake, but by his side and mrder the same blanket lay another man who was sound asleep. : It is best for a supersensitive maq to sleep, and sleep soundly, if he must needs lie out on the desert under the stars. It is an awful thing for such a one to Be cursed by sleeplessness at such a time and in such a place. The horrible stillness, the dumb’ ness of nature weighed upon the wakeful man, who lay there upon his back looking .up at the myriad of eyes that peeped through the dark roof of the world. He felt the oppressiveness of it all as keenly as he felt the numbing of the chili night air. He turned on bis unyielding bed of sand and heard the crack of a sage twig under his body. A pistol shot would-have sounded" no louder to his overwrought ear. Why did the sound not awaken the sleeper at his side. If only he would awake or even turn. But, poor, tired man, be had tramped many a long mile over the burning plain, through alkali dust, and oy sage and cactus wastes. Let him sleep. The sleepless one raised his hand to his face, on which the skin was tightly drawn. How hot the unwinking eye of heaven had blazed on him through the day. It seemed to have seared his cheek and forehead. ‘God! If T had hut one glass of rum -one glass!” he groaned half aloud. And then he went over his life and made himself to see clearly why he had become so dependent on a fiery fluid for his peace of mind. It was the thirst—the cursed thirst—that had built itself up within him out of the very elements with which he had thought to appease it. Aud the consequences of that thirst! His mind run back to his home. How she must hate him—that patient wife, who had borne with him so long! Did she? Was it hate that blazed in her eyes when they had that fatal quarrel and he bad left her, never to return? He could not bring himself to think it was. He was so fright- | fully alone —so much in need of being in some one’s kindly thoughts that— The man at his side did turn at last. But he settled down at onee to peaceful slumber. He had not awakened. If he only would awake his cheery Irish banter would make the night less hideous for a time, perhaps, bift let him sleep. He should not trespass on his good nature by arousing him. Although only the acquaintance of a day he had, in his genial Celtic wav, been more than kind. He had given a most unworthy and undeserving man foed-from-his store. and now he was sharing with him his poor, thin blanket. An unworthy man—yes, most unworthy. Had he not left his wife to shift for herself ? Had he not wholly deserted her? Yes, but I she no longer loved him. He had ! been such a drag upon her—such a 1 burden. She was better off without him—far better. The inmoviog tide of this heavy thought bore down upon him more than all the oppressiveness of the night silence on the desert, more than that fearful thirst. It was better that she should live without him —far better. He was unworthy. How cut off be seemed from the whole world! The little warmth he felt fi;om the man's body, i lying by his own, made its impress on his mind. In spite of all his de- | sire for independence when he had started off on that wild journey with only a few, coins in his pocket, his hot assertion that he could go his own way without reference to others seemed now to have been a part of his old weakness of character. Even the strongest must lean upon some one. None mold gn their way wholly alone. How interdependent was the whole race of man. And she had leaned him. Perhaps she did still, in a way. For might she not be looking for him to come back ? It was not likely that she evpn dreamed that he was a thousand miles away. What were a thousand miles after all ? He had not been long in passing them over. It would not take long to retrace them. ■ — —i£With these thoughts/ tingling in his brain, he could no longer lie | there. He must be up 'and in mo - * tion. So he arose and lamely made his way to the railroad traek, leaving his friend of a day to sleep it out alone. He stepped between the rails ; and halted there, facing the tele- : graph pole. To the right was the i way of the freeman, without wife or home. To the left, the way led back to her. “I have almost killed her by my recklessness, ” he thought: “ why should I go back to complete the Mob?”

He glanced over hie right shoulder. “But that may mean the same thing. She is alone and helpless.. Still to go back means—God ! ” he sobbed ; why can’t tbs a man l ” His eyes sought the stars. “Yee.lcan.be.” He took off his hat and raised high bisfyand. Then he spoke, while yet looking up and the still night air heard his words: <■, “I swear that hereafter I will hold my desire for drink in check, and that I will strive to make myself worthy of the good woman who bears my name. So help me God. Amen." Then down the back track he strode fiercely, clenching his hands as he swung them at his sides. Two hours later he stepped upon the platform of the station atToano. There he stopped to rest. It was tfyen dark, and no one was about to look at him suspiciously as upon a tramp, and to tell him to be off. From a small bunding across the way lights were shining. Through the open doorway he saw men sitting about a stove. He heard their loud jokes and hearty laughs. How warm and comfortable they seemed And he was bitterly cold. He went nearer to the place. As he approached it a man came and stood in the doorway. Strange to say this man greeted him with a cordial “Hello, pardner!” He made some sort of reply in a shaky voice, for his teeth were shat tering. “Trampin’ to ’Frisco?” “Yes.’^ “Wal, it’s, good walkin’, ain’t it?” “Oh, yes.” Why should his teeth chatter so? “Say, now. pardner, I kin tell you suthin’ that beats walking all to pieces,” “What is it?” “Why, ’bout half a mile railroad there’s a heavy grade on a curve. When the e nigrant goes up there she don’t go fast—not' much faster’n a' horse and wagon. You kin jump on without any trouble or without any of the train hands noticin’ you. as they would at a sta- | tion, and you kin go into a keer and sleep all the rest of the night. When you wake up in the morning you’ll be at Mesilla, seventy-five miles from here. That’s two big days' journey for a man trayelin’ a foot, It was worth trying. “When will the train be along?” “In ’bout an hour,” “Thank yon,” “Say,” and the voice grew kindly, “ain’t you pretty blame cold? Come inside awhile and warm up." He followed the man into the house. There was a bar there, and some men were before it drinking. His new friend led him up to the bar. This would not do. There was his resolve to consider. Well, he was on his way back home—that much was settled. And as for drinking, there would be just this one glass to warm him up. He was really very cold and numb, and needed it. As it was to be just one and the last, it wds well that it should be a large warming draught. So he poured the glass nearly full. He felt the fire of it as ;it went down. Yes, it did warm one U —that was certain. He had eaten so I little that the hot liquid swiftly set I up its reign in his tired brain, and ! when his new comrade urged another and still another upon him he could not refuse. “Now, I reckon you better git up the track if you’re goin to git that free Pullman pass o’ yourn from Toano to Mesilla, with no change o’ keers,” remarked his entertainer, glancing at the clock. He started up. “Good bye,” he said. “God bleth you.” | His tongue was thick, though bis gait was fairly steady. He could walk very fast now, and soon he was up the grade and at the curve. How strong his nerves were. No longer did the night weigh upon him. What a different man he was from the creature who had limped along the ties a few hours ago. How much firmer of purpose. The light from an oncoming locomotive shot up the track. The iron giant coughed, wheezed and panted. It was truly a hard pull up the Toi ano grade. He stood by the side of | the track as the dazzling headlight I glared upon him for a moment. How firm he was, but how he would have trembled had he gone there unbraced i for the ordeal. He did not tremble now. It was a long train. The cars, with their dull lights, passed slowly : at first, but gathered speed as they | went along. He would not wait for i the last, for that was the caboose, i and ih it was the conductor. What speed the train had gathered! StHi it wai not going very fast, he thought. Now was the time. It would be two days’ foot journey nearer to her. He would soon be at home. He grasped a handrail, lifted one foot up, missed the step, and was thrown with relentless force under the wheels. There was an awful cry, a crunching sound, and the train had passed, leaving the dust it had stirred up to settle down again under the sagebrush leaves. * * * * # » “Say, Bill, I heard some one jell.” It was a brakeman who spoke, and it was the head brakemen who beard him. “So did I —it was under the car. Another tramp gone to kingdom come.” “We ought to stop—hadn’t we?— and see about it.” “Stop on the Toano grade? How wild you talk! You must have been drinking.” Chile is said to number among her population more poets per capita than any other nation in toe world.

INDIANA’S OFFICIAL VOTE.

Official Figures on the Presidential Ticket from Every County. - COUNTIES Cleveland Harrison Bidwell Adams.. 2.006 Wgj ICO rj 14 ■Alfen..;;.. jftoior aliii ! 1 17 dl* ;, Birtli’lm’w <5,217 2,7 f, i&j 4$ lien ton 1.391 1,617 106 66 Blackford. 1,310 1,203 66 324 Boone. 3.104 3,116 91 367 Brown 1.373 '*66o - 40 Carroll !.... 2.301 2,230 191 237 Casa ..... 4,033 -3JSM • 294 ■ -’SB Clark ..7. 4,013 3,28(1 r: 74 • 'A#-' Cfaf ---. 3.905 TTSST , «0 Clinton. 3,0.0 3,222 2 2 319 Craw lord 1.529 1,376 Is 200 Daviess,.,,. 2,493 2,610 55 - 99# Dearborn... 3,397 2,274 78 , 53 Decatur 2,353 2,519 142 34 I’oKalb 2,601 2,499 196 Tfott Delaware 2,862 4,108 202 335 UuLois 2,847 1,081 51 IfiO Elkhart 3,53 ) 3,813 £3) 192 Kaye tto 1.490 1 1,813 66 43 K.ovd 4,31® 2vj.‘B 74 (• fountain, ~“2,351 1 —72 333 Franklin ..... 2.859 1,610 53 17 Fulton 2,317 2,053 115 43 Gibson 2,46 ft 2,7% 243. 5:8 Grant.......... 3,590 4,1*5 515 39*. Greene. 2,488 2A09 07 4& Hamilton,..;... 2,492 3,627 411 122 Hancock, 2,529 1,932 71 198 “■"•rlsor 2,146 2,114 71 183 2. •-•‘"Mts ... 9,088 3,4W0 819 - 93 Henry 1, 71 3,336 240 . 614 tiunlingl u 3/60 3.384 275 134 Jackson 3,363 2,333 19 78 Jaspor 937 1,334 66 362 •Jay 2,391 2,414 253 75# Jefferson 2,519 2,508 53 123 Jennings 1,381 1.7(5 36 39# Johnson 2/ 03 2.093 157 20 Knox 3,147 2.G63 242 523 Kosciusko 3.064 2,823 238 «« Lagrange 1,438 2/W 321' K# Lake 3,0!0 2/ 51 147 46 La porte 4,t0! 3,548 104 10# Lawrence 2,134 2,529 34 157 Madison... 5,733 5.38" ?8i 329 Marion ... * 20,426 19.5 1 581 363 Marshall , 3,113 2,f.5j 123 99 Martin 1.: 91 ,1.283 45 194 Miami 8,4:3 2,674 189 111 Monroe. 1;9J7 2.017 95 3+7 Montg’m'ry 3.«41 3,825 103 £4 Morgan 2,o’t 2,377 71 173 Newton 879 1.191 73 125 Noble 2,870 2,823 ItO 103 Ohio.. 603 ’ 663 —3 3 Orange 1,628 1 «21 -. 30 213 Owen 1.738 1.5 9 52 247 Fnrke 2.013 2.503 278 336 Perry 2 074 1,8 0 .24 86 “ike 1,957 2,038 64 834 Barter 1,937 2,187 14$ 139 Bosey 2,6f0 2,077 78 r.» Pulaski 1.352 986 (6 345 Putnam 2,754 2,289 169 193 Randolph 1.994 4,058 264 405 Blnley 2.412 2,*oi 54 235 Rush 2,210 5t.Jd5epfi.......... 6,07< Scott 1,043 727 37 4# Shelby 3,490 2,660 292 107 Spencer 2,496 ,2f478 24 169 Starke 1,003 •; 8 0 29 3» Steuben.... 1,264 2,100 208 196 Sullivan 3,159 1,784 128 391 Switzerland 1,589 1,97 19 5J Tippecanoe..... 4,383 4/51 ,2m 51 Tipton 2,008 1,786 123 ' 510 Union 839 981 C) 11 Vand’r’b’rg.... 6,166 6<175 101 285 Vermillion 1/37 1/.23 81 194 Vigo 6,598 6,150 93 574 Wabash 2,41" 3,68 V 250< 329 Warren £7 1,84$ '43 51 Warrick 2,lfi< 2,018 GO . ♦IT Washington.... 2,21 1,873 26|‘ 277 Wayne 3,72, 5,714 3:5 200 Wefls 2,725 16 8 210; 31» White 1,896 1,807 173 227 Whitley, 2/234 1,958 173] 30Totals ........ 1262,817 253.92913.0-4 Total vote, 5^7,9A9. Cleveland’s plurality. 8,888: The official vote for Governor, as shown by the reports to the Secretary of State, give the vote for Mathews for Governor, 260,602; for Chase, 253/21; Matthews plurality, 6,979; for Attorney-General, Smith, 2C0.156; Farre’l, 253,646; Smith’s Pluralitr, 6,510. Smith’s vote fell 469 behind Matthews’s, whose vote was about ?.300 short of Cleveland’s vote In Indiana.

MR. BLAINE SERIOUSLY ILL.

HU Phj’ilcUni Arm la Constant Attndtncs Upon Him. A Washington special says: Mr. Blaine is still a very sick man, and his physicians are in dally attendance. General alarm 1* felt among hfs many friends In Washing* ton regarding bis slow lecnperation. The doctors are non-committal when questioned on the subject of Mr, Blaine’* health. They are making no predictions. “Mr. Blaine may be better to-day or tomorrow,” was remarked to the Herald correspondent on Tuesday by a person thoroughly familiar with the sick room. “Bn* what his condition will be a week from today, or two weeks from to-day, cannot bo predicted. Mr. Blaine’s health seems to have been permanently shattered. Bis decline began two or three years ago, and ever since then tho current of his physical life has been marked by recurrences of an illness of varying character. Sometimes his throat troubles him. At another time coid. to which be is subject, settles In some other part of bis body. The present Illness is, perhaps, more serious than he has had for some time. It is caused by disturbed digestion, which, to a man In Mr. Blaine's condition, must cause a severe shock to his already enfeebled sys* tern,” ' ■ ■ That Mr. Blaine will never recover normal health la a fact tbat-everybedy-he Washington Is beginning to Even with the great care he receives the least baneful Influence, either of a physical or mental nature, causes a relapse Every relapse leaves him less and less able to recover. A bill has been introduced in the Alabama legislature which provides that ‘ all persons whose Stato and county taxes, as assessed, do not amount to t 5, shall not be required to pay the same if it be shown that such rersons failed to vote at the August and November elections of the provious year.” This is tbe>iirst attempt in the history of Alabama to legislate against the negro vote. Not 30 per cent, of the negro voters pay txxes exceeding to a year. At the lowest 'calculation SO per cent, of the negro voters would tak Q j advantage of the opportunity to save {ft. The negro vote at the* last' election wa* 130,000 out of a total.of seen that the effect of this bill will be widespread. Those most competent to Judge think It will do,"away with tho trouble which so vteyea the' white people. The hilt was a surprise, tew of the members expected anything of the kind. Tho opinion seams general that the bill will pasa/