Rensselaer Union, Volume 8, Number 50, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 31 August 1876 — Romance of the Diamond Field. [ARTICLE]

Romance of the Diamond Field.

Chap. I.—“ This, then, Miss Bangs, is your final answer?” “Irrevocably so,” was the proud reply. Chap. ll.—They made a pretty picture standing in the doorway of her father’s mansion; he, the Captain of the Melon Stealer?, tall and strong in limb, and the hero of his little first base in many a hot contested game. She, the fair daughter of the banker who had wagered the entire assets of the hank and the deposits of many a poor man on the return game between the Motli Eraclicators and the home club on the following day. Our hero’s answer came hot ana quick: “Then,” cried he, “ to-morrow’s setting sun will shine upon the beggar daughter of a ruined man. It rests w ith me to throw the game on w r hich _your proud father’s wealth is staked. You have to-night settled your own fate. So be it. Goodnight;” and turning himself seven times round on his heel, at the same time boring a large hole in the hall carpet, Mose Fitz Allen was gone. Chap. lll.—Prominent among the immense crowd assembled on the grounds is the pale face of Amelia Bangs. The Moth Eradicators are at the hat on the last half of the ninth inning, with two men out and one man on the third, and the score stands 53 to 53. “ Will that man get in ?” is the breathless question which pervades the scene. Mose Fitz Allen, stamding on the first base, mutters, “ Now for revenge! Now do I give the thing away! Ah!” and his face was distorted with passion like a mud-ball dried in thesun. “Twostrikes!” yells the umpire. The batter must hit it next time. He does hit it, 'and a fly mounts and descends beautifully to Mose. “Take it, Mose,” goes out from the throats of Banker Bangs and hundreds of his friends. “ Not if Mose is thoroughly acquainted with himself,” is his low response, and the ball passes through his hands and the man on third goes home. Score, 54 to 53. Chap. IV. —Two months later finds Amelia Bangs taking in plain sewing, her father the janitor of the Oil Exchange, and Mose, though somewhat troubled in mind, still takes his beer. —Oil City Derrick.

—Thos. Kelly went to sleep, a few nights ago, on a pile of bay on the levee in St. Louis. During the night he slid down the side of the pile, so that his feet projected into the roadway, without the rest of his body being visible. At halfpast three o’clock next morning an express wagon passed over the projecting members, crushing them very badly, and eliciting a tremendous whoop from Kelly, which made the express horses dash on, and brought an officer to the scene. The officer took Kelly to the cily hospital.

—Thomas Meehan lays down the following role: The proper distance to sow or plant anything is to that the roots of the plants, whatever they are, should about touch each other. Thus a wheatElant requires for its best development to e about four or six inches from another plant, to have for its own self to occupy about sixteen to thirty-six square inches of surface.